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Candace Part 2

buzltyr on Voyeur Stories

I bolted up and sat and looked at Candace. She had that deer in the headlights look, and I was a little amused that she was so nervous. Our eyes met and I could tell she was a little embarrassed that I might have been able to hear her and Karen earlier.

I was the first to speak, “I stayed home from work with a migraine.”

Her voice trembled as she replied, “You’ve been home all day?”

“Yes.”

She came further into the room and sat at the foot at the bed. Her head hung even though there was no definitive confirmation that she had been heard. I sat there and just looked at the side of her face. I could see a tear form and silently run down her cheek. Her body trembled and she started to sob.

As a Dad and father there

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was that inner conscience that responds to the pain of a child and I reached out and took her hand and whispered, “It’s OK, Candace.”

“No, Daddy it’s not OK, you had to have heard what Karen and I were doing and I am so embarrassed.”

“What’s to be embarrassed about? What was I supposed to have heard?”

I tried to play off that there was complete innocence on both our parts, but she saw right through the disguise.

“Oh, Dad I know you heard, I left my bedroom door open and you are a light sleeper. Please don’t tell Mom, she’d go off the deep end and…”

“What exactly did you and Karen do that would be so bad that you would not want Mom to know.”

Her face burned bright red and as she turned to look at me I could see that her desire was not completely abated, she had the just orgasmed look that I had become well aware of. I thought I detected her feminine odor and my breathing was becoming a little harder as I remembered how Candace looked naked and what her and Karen were doing not 15 minutes ago.

“What can I say Dad, Karen did things to me that I’ve never done and I couldn’t stop her. I’ve never felt like I did when she kissed me, Dad. When she grabbed my boob I about died.”

Wow more information than I expected but I had to be an adult and be her protector and mentor.

“How did you feel, Candace?”

“Oh, Dad I’m so embarrassed talking to you about this”

“No need to be, honey. I am always here for you to talk to.”

She stood and started to walk out of the room. Just before she got to the door she looked back and said, “Maybe later. Daddy. I am just too embarrassed to talk right now.”

"Ok, babe I’m here whenever.”

She walked out and I leaned back on the bed. I closed my eyes and immediately relived the earlier events. I could feel another erection starting and I caught myself before reaching down and stroking my semi hardon. I remembered Candace was still in the house and my door was open.

I fell asleep and dreamed about Candace and Karen except I was between them and they were slowly stroking my cock and whispering in my ear. I awoke with a start and realized that indeed I was being stroked and the shadow on the wall told me it was late afternoon. I sleepily opened my eyes and looked at the hand that was lazily stroking me.

“How’s your head, Honey?”

Whew it was Sharon, my wife stroking me and I was relieved and I’d be an idiot if I didn’t say I was a little disappointed.

“Its better Babe how was your day?”

“Oh you know, same old shit, different day. What’s up with your daughter? I tried her door and she didn’t answer, but I could music in her room.”

I hated lying but I was also a Dad so I crossed my fingers and said, “I don’t know, Babe, I was asleep before she got home.”

My cock was a full mast as Sharon absentmindedly jacked me off. “That’s not like her; she normally greets us when she comes home. Maybe she’s sick.”

“Go check on her again and beat the door down if you have to.”

“I will in a minute. It looks as if somebody else has a headache. Let me kiss it better.”

She leaned down and took my cock in her mouth and started sucking. Her tongue wrapped around the head and her cheeks hollowed as she sucked. She was furiously licking the pee-hole as she reached between my legs and brought my balls out of my pajamas. Her head came off and took my left ball in her mouth. Lightly licking the ball and sack her hand was lightly stroking just the head of my cock.

Precum was dripping out of the tip and using her thumb she spread the moisture around. This natural lubrication made it easier for her to stroke me. Her intention was to excite me to the boiling point and I could only hope that she would bring it to fruition.

She spat the ball out and looked me in the eye and said, “I’d better check on Candace. Don’t worry, baby I’ll take care of you later.”

I heard her knock on Candace’s door and enter. I hoped that Candace had calmed down enough that her Mom would not realize anything out of the ordinary. She was upset enough earlier that her mom might be able to detect her uneasiness. I lay there and hoped this was not the case as I did not want Sharon to know that I had peeped in on Candace. Yes call me selfish but I did not want my wife to believe I was perving on our daughter.

Some time had elapsed, perhaps 15 minutes and I heard Candace’s door open. I held my breath until Sharon walked back in the room.

“She seems to have had a little trouble with one of her friends today and she was really upset. She’s ok now and apologized for not greeting me when I got home.”

I breathed a sigh of relief and closed my eyes. I listened to Sharon move around the room and I peered through the slit in my eyes just in time to watch Sharon remove her blouse reach around and unhook her bra. When she turned back towards the bed I got a great shot of her breasts and my mind wandered back to my daughter’s boobs and the clear shot I had when Karen had been eating her out. Oh god, I thought, I’ve got to stop thinking like this. It’s my daughter, my flesh and blood I’m thinking about and it’s so wrong.

Sharon finished changing, looked my way and said, “I’m going to start dinner. I’ll call you when it’s ready and if you feel like it you can come down and eat.”

I just murmured affirmatively and she walked out. I must have dozed for a minute when I felt a hand on my shoulder gently shaking me.

“Daddy,” a voice whispered. “Mom says dinner’s ready and wanted to know if you felt like coming to eat.”

I opened my eyes and met Candace’s gaze and she blushed and ran out the door. I got up slipped on a robe and entered the bathroom. After relieving myself I washed my hands and shuffled to the dining room.

Candace was already seated but she would not look at me. I sat down and leaned over so her Mom would not hear me.

“Whatever you are holding against me, if your Mom notices that you won’t look at me she will wonder what’s up.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy I will try.”

About that time my wife walked in with a plate of spaghetti with a tray of garlic toast.

“Smells delicious, Honey.”

“I wasn’t sure if you felt like eating, and if you did it should be something light.”

“Thanks, Babe you are wonderful to think of me like that.”

“Just ‘cause I love ya.”

The conversation was light and Sharon was doing most of the talking. Mostly about work and some high falootin millionaire was looking at one of her prize properties and she babbled on about how she was negotiating with him. His first offer was an insult and her counter was met with hesitance, but By Gosh we are not selling that property that cheap.

I listened to her rambling with one ear but kept my eyes glued to her face as though I held on to every word. Out of the corner of my eye I looked to Candace and when our eyes met she turned away face red, her breathing heavy.

Dinner was about to end when Sharon spoke, “Oh I almost forgot. Mr. Goldberg wants me and two of the other top sellers to accompany him to a convention of realtors in Las Vegas this weekend. I didn’t think you would mind so I agreed.”

Mind, hell no. That will make a perfect excuse to talk to Candace and try to get her back to normal.

“I need to get my car out tomorrow anyway so I can get you to the airport.” I volunteered.

“Not necessary, Mr. Goldberg is picking us all up and leaving his car at the airport.”

Friday rolled around uneventful, though Candace avoided me like a plague. Her Mom was oblivious her mind on her trip and the opportunity to network with the big people. Her mind was so far away I probably could have told her I fucked the next door neighbor, their dog and our daughter all on one day and she most likely would have replied, “That’s nice dear.”

As I dashed out the door to get to work I kissed Sharon goodbye and wished her a good time, have fun. I slipped a 100 dollar bill and told her, “If you get a chance to play the slots bet this and bring me back the winnings.”

I hurried out before she could answer and I didn’t get chance to talk to Candace; she had left for school.

Worked sucked because I couldn’t concentrate. My mind wandered a lot and I seemed to drift back to the earlier display. Seeing Karen bent over licking my daughter I started getting turned on and contemplated going to the Men’s room and wanking but my better judgment won. I stayed at my desk but by lunchtime I had enough. I shut down the computer, gathered my things, stopped off at the receptionist’s desk and told her I was going for the day.

Driving home I hoped there would be no one home and I could hop in the shower, take care of the insistent horniness that seemed to be nagging at me. Hoping for a good yank my hopes were dashed when I realized Candace’s car was parked in the driveway.

I guess secretly I had hoped that my daughter would again be in the throes of passion with Karen, but I also knew it was unlikely. Candace had been too embarrassed before to risk anything like that again. At least at home.

Parking the car, I entered through the garage and headed for my bedroom. I heard music playing in my daughter’s room so I knew not to knock, lest there was more going on in there. I closed the door to my room, shucked my clothes and entered the bathroom.

I had just started the shower when a knock came on the door.

“What is it,” I spoke loudly so I could be heard over the shower.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, honey. I got off early. I’ll be out in a minute. Just want to hop in and rinse off.”

“Ok, I’m actually glad you’re home, I need to talk to you.”

“Give me a few and we can talk.”

I heard her mumble something indiscernible, and I stepped in the shower. I came to the conclusion that now was not a good time to wank off so I hurried and rinsed. Turning off the shower I stepped out to dry off. Wrapping the towel around my waist I opened the door to the bedroom and got quite a shock as Candace was sitting on my bed facing me. She chose to wear a short skirt and blouse that had the first couple of buttons undone so that a fair amount of cleavage was revealed.

I was stunned looking at her long legs, up to her breasts and finally to her face. Our eyes met and she lowered her head, blushed and I swear I caught her looking at the towel hanging low on my hip. I decided I better sit down before my cock started to rise.

Taking a seat next to her, I sat far enough away that we were not touching. She half turned to me and propped her right leg, bent at the knee on the bed. Her exposed skin was close enough that I could without any effort reach out and touch her knee. Stop…you are thinking of touching your daughter, its wrong so wrong. Yeah, but it’s also so damn exciting.

She spoke first head hanging, “I know you heard me and Karen, Dad. I am so sorry.”

“Candace, honey there really nothing for you to be sorry about. It’s natural to experiment with sex. And not necessarily unusual to do it with the same sex.”

I tried to be adult and understanding. My goal was to let her know that I was not mad but supportive.

“Dad, I’ve never done anything like that before, male or female. Boys are too aggressive; they think that girls should give into them just because they take them to a movie or something. I’ve had these funny feelings for some time and when Karen kissed me those feelings came rushing back and I couldn’t stop myself. It just felt too good."

"Am I weird, Daddy?”

I tried to explain that all girls and boys get those feelings; it’s called horny or clinically sexual excitement. I told her that it was a part of maturity and it’s natural to act upon those feelings but that she had to extra careful because she could get pregnant or contract some disease. I further explained that condom use was a fairly safe means of contraception.

“I know about the diseases and condoms. They teach us that stuff in school. What they neglect to tell us is why we feel horny and why it feels good to be touched around the breasts and down there.”

I tried to remain composed but this talk about horniness and touching was making me horny. I could feel my cock rising and I dropped my hand down to try to conceal my erection. The sudden movement was not lost on Candace and her eyed darted to where my hand was resting.

An eerie silence prevailed in the room as Candace stared blatantly at my towel covered cock.

“Dad?” she spoke huskily. “Do you have an erection?”

Sheepishly I replied, “I’m sorry Honey I couldn’t help it. I miss your Mom already and it just happened.”

I seemed to be babbling when she swallowed and asked, “Can I see it?”

My lips were dry; I licked them so I could answer, “Honey, it’s not right for you to ask that. I am your father and I should not have put you in that kind of situation. I should have made you go out to let me get dressed. Sorry honey.”

“Please, Daddy…I’ve never seen one before. I just want to see what it looks like.”

Ok my cock was doing the thinking so I reached to where I had tucked the towel in and released it. Taking the end and bringing back over the other side I was now completely exposed. Where I was semi erect before I was now sporting a full fledged hard on.

Her breathing was becoming erratic as was mine. She continued to look directly at my cock.

“Can I touch it?”

Without waiting for a reply she tentatively reached out and grasped my erect phallus in her small hand. I am not especially well endowed but her hand barely made it around the shaft.

“It’s so hard…and hot. Am I supposed to do anything else,” she innocently inquired.

I reached down laid my hand on hers and emulated a jacking up and down motion, to which she quickly caught on to.

She turned closer to me which caused her short dress to ride high on her thighs. Her legs unintentionally had spread a little and looking down I caught a small glimpse of her little white panties. I gently laid my hand on her exposed thigh and lightly caressed.

“Daddy, I’ve got those horny feelings again. Please touch me…please?”

I did not hesitate now that she had given me the green light to touch her. I brought my right hand up until I was at the juncture of her legs and cupped her covered pussy. Her panties were soaked and belied the excitement within her. I dragged my middle finger up and down her pantied crack her hips were starting to undulate trying to scratch an itch she was not sure of where it had come.

She was stroking me faster now as she became more excited. Her legs parted more to give me free rein on her nether regions. I took advantage and slipped my middle finger under the elastic at the leg and entered her juicy hole. Taking her natural lubrication I then drug my finger up to her clit and tweaked softly. Her hips bucked and she moaned loudly.

I caressed and rolled her button for several seconds before I removed my finger. She moaned out of frustration her losing the direct stimulation that was resulting in her racing to a tumultuous climax.

I was not going to leave her hanging! I reached up grabbed her elastic waistband and drug her soaked panties down her long gorgeous legs and removed them completely. I reached up removed her hand from my cock and dropped down on my knees in front of her.

She had a surprised look on her face and she whispered, “What are you doing, Daddy?”

“Daddy is going to make you feel good and lick your sweet pussy.”

I pushed her legs further apart completely exposing her tempting muff to my lust filled eyes. I leaned my head in and swabbed the flat of my tongue from her exposed asshole all the way up to her clit. She jumped when I touched the little button that was peeking out from its protective hood. I then extended my tongue as far out as I could and entered her juicy hole. I was tongue fucking her rapidly and reached in and pulled her hairy lips apart so I could tongue her deeper.

I sucked in the whole canal of her pussy and created a vacuum that resulted in her love juices flow into my mouth. I rapidly swallowed and searched her hole for another sweet load. I was not long in waiting as her juices flowed like a river from her love hole and entered my mouth.

Her hands reached down and pulled my head away from her pussy. I was disappointed that I was not allowed the climax that I was striving to get from her.

She looked at me with the lust of a grown woman but the voice of her youth and innocence spoke, “Come lay next to me, Daddy.”

I reluctantly got off the floor and lay next to my naked daughter. She turned on her side and laid her head on my shoulder and with my heart filled with love for this young girl, my daughter I hugged her to me. I decided that talking was not a good idea so I quietly lay with my daughter lightly stroking her bare back. I could feel her exposed nipples poking me in the side and her pubic bush tickling my leg.

But what I really noticed was her hand snaking down my chest until it reached my semi soft cock. It would not stay semi for long as she again wrapped her dainty hand around the shaft and with no direction this time she started to jack me off. Good, it felt so good. I did all I could to keep from cumming as I thought about other things.

My mind was brought back to the present as I realized she had scooted down from my embrace and I could feel her hot breath on the tip of my cock. Oh. God she’s going to take my cock in her mouth. I can’t let her do that.

But when I felt her tongue lightly licked up the small drop that had collected there I knew I was not going to stop her. She licked again this time on the underside up and over to the other side. Down to where the shaft meets the torso and back up again. My cock involuntarily jumped and I could her giggle under her breath. She grabbed tighter and lowered her open mouth.

Her mouth was hot and wet. She licked as her lips closed and she sucked, as if I was a pacifier her tongue licking all around. She dipped her head lower and took half my cock in. I felt her gag a little but she soon learned to breathe through her nose and swallow as she lowered further on my pole. She developed a nice rhythm, sucking profusely on her way down and licking all around on her way up.

She reached down gathered my balls and gently kneaded them in her palms as she continued her first blow job. My climax was accelerating and I leaned up to watch as my cock disappeared in her young mouth only to reappear shiny with her spit and the copious amount of pre cum flowing freely from the hole in the end of my painfully erect cock. I could feel her swallow every time her mouth was filled and that only intensified the way her tight mouth felt wrapped around me.

As my orgasm approached I whispered, “I’m going to come honey. If you don’t want to swallow my cum you better stop now.”

Her sucking slowed as she was torn between taking my load in her mouth or watching it flow from my cock. I’m sure she never thought this far ahead when she had decided to suck my cock so my warning came as a shock.

Well it was decided because just then the first volley exploded in her mouth and she had to swallow or choke. She did willingly but then guilt set in and she removed me from her mouth and rapidly jacked me off. My hips rose and I was fucking her hand as the next squirt landed on my stomach and ran down her hand. She did not stop until the last of my come drained from the tip. She then leaned down and kissed the crown and released me.

She came up and laid her head back again on my shoulder cuddled up and said, “I’m sorry Daddy I didn’t swallow.”


Drucken Experiment

flip on Gay Stories

Any way I was messed up enough to be up for it, "Let's do it.", I said. So we headed for the bathroom, where we got naked, and prepared to begin shaving. Terry was having a little trouble around his balls and asshole.  " Hey, give me a hand, will ya?", he asked. I asked him what he needed. "Help me do my balls and around my asshole, I'm a little shakey."  So he get's up on the vanity and spreads his legs and I shaved his balls and asshole completely bald, and the hole time he was hard as a rock. "You're turn", he says.  Hey, what about the shakes, "Awh, that was just to get you to touch my balls", he confessed.  So I let him go at it, and he did a nice job.
Now I turn and turn on the shower to rinse off the shave cream. I g
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et in and start to rinse off when the door opens and Terry joins me. No big deal, right? Wrong! Terry said he had tought this out all day long. The next thing I know he has my cock in his hand.  I told him I had to be alot higher to do any thing else, so we washed up and got out and went to bedroom to smoke some more weed.  Terry told me that he and his wife often talked about swaping and 3ways with us, but didn't know what we would say.  But he decided with his wifes blessing to do this if I was up for it.  I told him I didn't want it to mess up our friendship, but with that understood, I said we could try some stuff.

Terry said he would like to play with my cock, and reached over to grab hold of it.  It felt great.  He began to stroke it, I was hard in an instant. He told me to lay on my back and continued playing with my dick.  Next he bent over with my dick in his hand and began licking the head, I freaked, it was great. He then start to take more of it in to his warm mouth, I was so horny I couldn't take it any more.  I warned Terry that I was going to cum but that just made him suck harder.  All at once every ounce of energy built up in my balls came bursting out into Terry's eager mouth.  He swallowed almost every drop.  We sat there a minute or two, when he asked me to get on all fours, I complied. Terry began stroking my dick and then he began to lick my naked asshole. Holy Cow!!!!!
I thought I would go nuts. He lick my ass for at least 20min. Then without saying anything, he got behind me and began pressing his dick against my asshole. It was a little uncomfortable at first but thankfully Terry is not very big.(5 maybe) Once relaxed it felt pretty good. After giving my ass a pretty good fucking, Terry asked me to lick his ass and fuck him.  He got on all fours and I went behind him sat there and grabed his dick and began licking.  I was surprised, I was getting into it. I took big licks and then would dart my tongue up his asshole. Once good and lubed I got on my knees and began to push my cock into my friends asshole. I got a nice rythm going and it was tighter than my wifes pussy. So it wasn't to long before I wanted to cum.  Terry asked me to stop so we could 69. Terry got on top and started sucking me like mad. So I began licking his balls and ass. He went nuts and started shooting cum all over my face and then forced it in to my mouth where he continued to cum.  I was force to swallow his cum. It wasn't bad, and when I did I came again in Terry's eager mouth.  We had a blast that night.  Terry couldn't wait to tell his wife, but promised neither would say anything to my wife until I was ready to do that.
Any way hope you enjoyed it as much as I did going back in time.


Joe on the Road

wirepaladin2000 on Sex Stories

Country roads take me home; I’m humming the John Denver song, the radio’s off, I’m making my own music like I do a lot of the time when I’m driving. When I take off on a journey it’s always Willie and On the road again, sometimes, when I’m cruising during the day I’m with Tim McGraw going Everywhere, but at night, on a lonely country road it’s always Denver.

And I am on a country road, two lanes of mcadam, a single white line down the middle but it’s not taking me home, I’m in the west part of Missouri really not heading anywhere in particular, I had a vague notion of turning north in Kansas, wandering through the Dakotas, but maybe not.

I like the backroads of America, the interstate system is great if you want to get from point A to point B the fastest but they’re homogenized. Flo

Should I Submit To James Part 4

M. Twain on Gay Stories

When I awoke the next morning, I was laying on my side, James laying behind me, his body pressed against mine. I could feel his rock hard cock pressing into the small of my back. His hand was resting on my upper thigh right below my ass and just inches from my own raging hard-on. I could tell by James’ steady breathing that he was still sound asleep.

I thought of our love making the previous evening and my cock involuntarily twitched. My mind was reeling with mixed emotions. Until recently, I was a normal, healthy heterosexual male confident in my manhood. Now, lying here next to James, I felt warm, cozy, and inexplicably feminine. I no longer pondered my next conquest, but rather lie here wondering, and hoping, James would take me again when he woke up.

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p>An overwhelming urge to urinate disrupted my thoughts and I gently worked my way out of bed so as not to awaken him. After I relieved myself, I stood before the bathroom mirror and took stock of my body. My small, thin frame was certainly more womanish than it was he-man, and the fact that I worked out made my pecs look like the chest of a teenage girl just starting to blossom. With my thin waist, tiny ass, and long legs, my naked body could be mistaken for that of a prepubescent girl if it weren’t for the penis dangling between my legs and the sparse chest hair.

I brought my hands to my chest and massaged my breasts causing my nipples to spring to attention. My thumbs caressed their erectness for a couple of seconds and then followed my hands as they traced the soft womanly curves down the sides of my body to my upper thighs. I looked down at my stomach and admired the small taut surface with the slight trace of a six pack.

Suddenly I felt two hands on my hips and jumped, startled from my self inspection. James kissed me on the neck from behind.

“Good morning! Admiring yourself?” He asked jokingly as he moved to the toilet bowl.

“Just curious what it is about me that turns you on.” I replied over my shoulder as I made my way back to bed and crawled under the covers.

“Everything so far.” He replied, appearing in the bathroom doorway with a huge smile on his face.

I noticed that his erection didn’t disappear with his morning piss and he glanced down at it for a second and then looked back at me with a mischievous grin.

“How about a little something to start the day? he asked, and without waiting for a reply he took two long quick strides and launched himself onto the bed from about ten feet away. He landed on his knees on the edge of the bed, bounced, and in one fluid motion landed on top of me, straddling me at the waist. While I was laughing at this playful side I hadn’t seen before, he grabbed my wrists and pinned my arms to the bed above my head. Holding both of my wrists with one hand, he raised his ass and, reaching behind his back, tore the blanket out from between us. He settled his ass lightly on my midsection and looked down at me. Grinning up at him with what I hoped was a seductive look I asked, “So what do you have in mind?”

James’ face suddenly became serious. No, not serious, passionate! He stared into my eyes and I into his for what seemed like any eternity. Then he slowly bent his head and covered my mouth with his.

The first time he tried to kiss me I turned my head away. Last night, in the throes of passion (or so I had convinced myself), I had kissed him. Was I ready to ignore my inhibitions and return the passion? These thoughts all ran through my mind in a split second as I parted my lips and let his hungry tongue probe mine. He kissed me long and passionately. He released my wrists and cupped the sides of my face in both hands while continuing to probe my mouth. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and pulled him tighter to me. His hands ran up the side of my face, his fingers running through my hair. He gently kissed my forehead, my eyes, and the tip of my nose. He nibbled and sucked on my earlobe before probing my ear with his tongue.

I was in total ecstasy. My body was tingling from head to toe. Our cocks were pressed together and I could feel them both throbbing, wanting more. He worked his way down to my neck both sucking and nibbling in just the right places. I massaged his shoulders and then worked my way down to the small of his back lightly scratching and rubbing it before doing the same to his buttocks. He moaned with pleasure and turned his body sideways to give me access to his cock and balls. As he sucked on my nipples, raising goose bumps on my entire body, I alternated stroking his throbbing member and massaging his balls in the palm of my hands.

He worked his way down my stomach and took my blood engorged penis in his mouth and down his throat. He slowly sucked the length from base to tip causing my body to spasm and my hips to buck, wanting an orgasm. He grabbed the base of my cock and squeezed it causing the sensation to subside. He then took the sensitive tip of my cock in his mouth and worked it with his tongue bringing me back to the brink of orgasm before again backing off.

I was begging him to let me cum when he got up off the bed. He grabbed my ankles and dragged me to the edge of the bed. Holding my ankles up in the air with one hand, he lubed my asshole with something on the nightstand and slowly entered me. My whole body was on a hair trigger and the sensation of his throbbing cock deep inside my ass almost sent me over the edge. I grabbed my legs behind the knees and held them up in the air as he slammed his meat to me, his balls making an audible noise as they slapped against my ass. He had lubed his hand and reached around and started masturbating my cock as his strokes picked up speed. It didn’t take long before my body stiffened and convulsed as I had the most powerful orgasm of my life.

As gob after gob of my cum shot back over my shoulder, James let out a grunt like moan and I felt his throbbing cock filling me with his hot steamy love juice. Feeling both orgasms simultaneously was incredible and I realized that James had planned it that way.

James pulled his cock out of my ass and I used my elbows to get my whole body back on the bed. James climbed back into bed and lay on top of me. I spread my legs so he could lay between them. He was resting on his elbows and looking at me with a smile on his face. He bent his head to kiss me and I put my hand on the back of his neck pulling him toward me and reciprocated.

James raised his head and smiled. “I have a proposition for you.” he said. Let’s go get some breakfast and talk about it.

TIED TO THE TABLE (Cuckold, slut wife)

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TIED TO THE TABLE (Cuckold, slut wife)
by
WIFE WATCHER (c) AKA wifwat


One evening my husband Tom asked if he could tie me naked to the kitchen table and fuck me. It seemed a bit silly but if that would make him happy, I didn't mind. He stripped me naked, blindfolded me and put a gag around my mouth. Bent me forward across the table, spread my legs wide and tied each ankle to a table leg. I was laying across the table with my arms either side of my head and my hands clutching the far edge of the table (It was a narrow table.). He then put rope around my wrists and tied the ends of the rope to the table legs on the far side. When I was trussed up like that, I found it to be quite stimulating. Especially with my legs pulled wide open, I
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could feel my pussy lips being stretched open as well and this was causing my juices to flow. He gave me a good fucking and I quite enjoyed it and he was really thrilled by it.

The following week he had a few days off work, so on the Wednesday morning, he asked if he could do it again. I said don't you think it's a bit early in the day. But as he was obviously feeling randy, I agreed. He tied me as before, including the blindfold and gag. He had just started fucking me, when the phone rang. We have a wall mounted phone and he could reach it without breaking his rhythm. It was Alice from over the road, her husband Bill was trapped under a load of lumber, not hurt but couldn't get out. So Tom said that he would go over and help.

"I wont be long." he said.

I replied "Wumf Umfl argh wwwff." which meant untie me but with the gag in my mouth I couldn't speak.

"It's OK, I'll only be a few minutes." and off he went.

I was laying there, trussed up like a turkey waiting to be stuffed when the thought occurred to me that my bottom was facing the door to the hallway and if the postman looked through the letterbox, he would see right up the hall and right up me. That idea started to turn me on and I was feeling quite sexy when I thought that I heard a squeak, then another, then another, then it stopped.
Then I thought that I heard the door to the garden open but I wasn't sure. Then I felt hands on my hips and something rubbing across my pussy lips. Oooh it did feel nice. Tom must have come in the back way and was continuing where he had left off. Oh yes, I was enjoying this feeling as the cock started to push it's way between my lips and go deeper inside my pussy. In, out. In, out. Gently fucking me deeper with each stroke. Then faster and faster, my climax was building as the cock shot it's hot spunk into me. My climax kicked into action as I came and came.

It was lovely, Tom had never fucked me so delightfully before.
I said "Wumf Umfl argh wwwff." but there was no reply, only the sound of the door opening and closing. I couldn't understand what Tom was up to but I just lay here revelling in the after glow of a good fucking. Then I heard the door again, then hands on my hips, a cock entering my pussy but his time it was a fast and furious fuck. It got me going but I didn't reach a climax. The cock shot it's hot spunk into me, then withdrew.
Then another set of hands, another cock entering my sloppy pussy. What was going on here? Who where these people? What was Tom up to?

As this new cock pushed it's way into me, I could feel the walls of my pussy being stretched wider and wider. It must have been a very thick cock, it felt wonderful.

I had never felt so full before. I just relaxed and enjoyed the sensation of being used and stretched by a strangers cock. I climaxed 3 times before the huge cock shot it's hot spunk inside of me. It withdrew, I heard the door, then quiet.
I must have been there for another 15 minutes when Tom returned full of apologies for being so long. He untied me and straightened me up, saying that I must be stiff being left tied in that position for so long. He made no mention of anyone else being here, so if he hadn't arranged it, who was it. I said I was feeling stiff and would go and have a hot bath to relax. In reality I wanted to wash out all the spunk in me before Tom noticed.

It was as I lay relaxing in the bath that I heard the same squeaking that I'd heard just before being gang banged. It was the window cleaner, of course, it's Wednesday morning. he always comes every other week at 10am Wednesday mornings.

Two weeks later, just before 10am on Wednesday morning, Tom was back at work and I was alone in the house. I went to the kitchen and tied rope around the table legs, put on a blindfold and gag and lay across the table as before. I just wrapped the ropes around my wrists and held the ends in my hands. And waited. (I didn't bother about tying my ankles.)
After a few minutes I heard the door, then felt the hands, then the cock entering me. My husband had unwittingly started me off as a gang bang slut but now I love it, can't get enough strange, unseen cocks using me, fucking me, emptying their lovely spunk into my eager cunt. Each Wednesday they brought more men. Last week I counted 10 cocks fucking me. I don't know if it was 10 men or just some of them having 2 goes at my eager cunt.

I left a note taped to the window, it read:
THESE WINDOWS ARE A DISGRACE, INSTEAD OF CLEANING THEM ONCE A FORTNIGHT, THEY WILL NEED CLEANING TWICE A WEEK, ON MONDAY & WEDNESDAY.

It's now almost 10am Monday and I'm just going to put on my blindfold, (I don't use the gag anymore as the men like to fuck my throat.) and lay over the kitchen table and wait to be shagged rotten.

Isn't it funny how things turn out, it was my husband who wanted me to be tied up and fucked and now I have lots of lovely cocks using me and he doesn't know. Be careful what you ask you wife to do or she might enjoy it more than you know.

PS. While you are turning yourself 'on' reading this, what is YOUR wife up to? ;-)