Mom and I jumped in my ’68 Ventura station wagon that I had tricked out, and took off.  We live out in the boonies a little bit and the home center was a good 20 miles away.  As we traveled down the highway, we noticed that storm clouds were building off on the horizon and Mom remarked that she hoped we could beat the storm.

I have to back up a bit and describe my family here.  My Dad is a big lumberjack of a man.  He was a lineman in college and met my mother who was a track athlete.  Mom is 5’7” and built like a brick shithouse.  She has light brown hair and green eyes with a knockout smile.  She had some breastwork done and she competes in fitness competitions even at the age of 37.  She has about two ounces of body fat.  My sister and I are both tall and athletic and neither of us has ever had problems attracting the opposite sex.

Back to the story.   We made good time to the home center and picked up the trailer that was already loaded and ready to go.  Dad is a big contractor in town and the home center gives him lots of perks.  Every guy that walked by took a double take at my mom as she stood at the counter paying for the load.  She was wearing denim cutoffs and a tank top and I just shook my head at the guys as they stared, letting them know I was irritated.   I never looked at my mom sexually.  I knew she was hot, but she was my mom. 

We pulled out of the parking lot and headed for home, not thinking to cover the load we were hauling, and by this time the skies were really turning black.   Mom called ahead to tell Dad about the weather, and he let her know in no uncertain terms that he didn’t want any of the bags of concrete ruined.  I stepped on the gas as we headed out of town.

As the first few drops of rain hit the windshield I told Mom that we needed to find someplace to duck out of the rain until it passed over.  A mile further down the road I turned down a dirt road and headed into an apple grove.

“This is the Ritter’s property.  Where are we going?” my mom asked. 

“There is an old barn where we can pull the trailer into.” I told her.

“I don’t even want to know how you know about this place,” she laughed.

 

The rain was falling pretty steady when I pulled up to a gate in the grove.  “Mom, get out and open the gate and then shut it after I pull through.”

“I guess this means I’m getting wet.”

“We both will be soon enough.” I answered.

I pulled through the gate and waited for mom to shut it and climb back into the car.  She was soaked.  “Shit! We gotta hustle.” I groaned, and drove down a little path that led to a small barn.  We both jumped out and opened the bay doors to the building.  I was drenched in 30 seconds.  There was a tractor parked right in the middle of the barn, which made it necessary for me to back the trailer into the barn.  This left the front of the station wagon sticking out into the rain, but at least the trailer was out of the weather.  I jumped out of the car and ran into the barn where Mom was examining the contents of the trailer.

“We might lose the top two bags of concrete.” She said.  “Everything else looks okay.”

I looked out at the rain, which by now was coming down in sheets.  This was going to be one of those 3 or 4 hour storms.  Mom called Dad and told him where we were.  I could hear him yelling as she hung up the phone and walked over to me.  She looked out at the weather.

“Stranded.”

“It appears so.”

“Good in a way.  Your father is pissed.  We should have covered the load according to him.  He’ll be cooled off by the time we get home.”

The storm had dropped the temperature and the wind had kicked up.  I looked over at Mom and noticed that she was shivering.  I couldn’t help but notice her hardened nipples sticking out through her sheer bra and tank top.

“Your headlights are on.” I joked.

“Easy fresh guy, I’m freezing to death.  I wish I had worn a work shirt.”

I moved around behind her and put my arms around her.  My arms were crossed just below her breasts and I pulled her back against me in an effort to shield her as best I could.  

“This should help a little.” I said.

“Such a gentleman I raised.  That helps a bunch.  Thanks honey.”

She crossed her arms over mine and we leaned against the side of the car watching the rain come down.

I don’t know how long we stayed like that before I became aware of the warmth of my mother’s body against me.  I also became aware of her ass pressed against my crotch and the feel of her breasts against my arms.   It all kind of happened at the same time.  My chin rested against the top of her ear, and I suddenly began to notice the smell of her body.  I felt my cock begin to stiffen a little, and I shifted around a bit to get my crotch away from her ass.  This also caused me to move my head to the other side of hers.

Mom was oblivious and snuggled back into me again.

“Quit moving honey, I’m just warming up.”

I tried to think about anything and everything to keep my mind off my growing cock, but it was not much help.  The heat of her body and the musk of her smell were making me crazy.

After a few minutes of silence, Mom let out a sigh and shifted ever so slightly against me.  Maybe it was my imagination playing tricks on my lust filled mind, but it seemed as if the pressure of her ass against me increased ever so slightly.  She shifted again a few minutes later and her hips moved just a fraction across my groin.  Every minute or so, she would shift weight on her feet and rub her ass against my now rock-hard dick.  This shifting, intentional or otherwise, went on for several minutes.

My lips were so close to my mom’s ear that it was all I could do to not start nibbling on it.  Mom shifted again, and at the same time I noticed that her breathing had changed.  It was a little faster and deeper.

I was about to pull away when she pulled my arms up closer under her breasts and squeezed them against her.

“This feels nice.” She said huskily.  “It’s been a long time since I had a pair of strong arms around me.  Don’t let go.”

“How long you need me to keep you warm Mom?”  My lips brushed against her ear as I spoke into it.

“At least until the rain stops,” she sighed and her head dropped back against my chest.  She was deliberate this time as she rubbed her ass against my painfully hard cock.

There were no more pretenses on my part either, as I started to nibble on her ear and whispered back.  “Let’s hope it rains a while.”

She groaned as I moved my hands up to massage her beautiful firm breasts from behind.

“God honey, what are you doing to me?”

I took my mouth off of her neck, where I had been raking it with my teeth; long enough to reply back to her. 

“Keeping you warm.”

I was really working her over with my mouth as I nibbled and licked her neck, shoulder and ear.  I had moved one of my hands up under her tank top and was squeezing her tits through her bra.

“Noooooo!”

She reached for my other hand, which I was working down to the crotch of her shorts.  She was strong, but her resolve was fading quickly.  Even as she strained to keep my hand away from her holiest of holies, she continued to rub her ass against me.  She couldn’t stop me from grabbing her crotch and pulling her back against me as I ground my hard-on into her ass.

“Oh shit, baby, please, we shouldn’t, God, you feel so good!”

Mom was mumbling and had placed her hands against my legs.  Suddenly, I spun her around and grabbing the back of her head with one hand and her ass with the other, I pulled her into me for a long, violent, kiss.  There was no hesitation on her part and our mouths mashed against each other so hard I tasted blood.  I wasn’t sure whose it was, but I didn’t really care.

Mom pushed away from me and looked up into my eyes.  The look in hers was something I had never seen before, not even in the girls I had fucked in the past.  It was like one of those nature shows where the lion is looking at the antelope.

“I want you son!  I want you so bad.  I need you so bad”

“Wait here.” I stepped out into the rain and opened up the back door to the station wagon.  I reached behind the seat and grabbed a blanket that I kept there.   My mom wouldn’t be the first girl I had fucked in this barn.

I stepped back into the barn and grabbed Mom’s hand.  I led her past the tractor to what used to be a horse stall.  It had a couple of crates in it, but the floor was carpeted with an ample amount of hay.  It was pretty fresh, because I had put it there just a couple of weeks earlier.  I spread the blanket out and turned towards my mother, who, up to this time, hadn’t said a word.

I pulled her to me in a long soft embrace.  “I want you too.” I said.  “I want you to feel how much I want you.”

I peeled my shirt off and threw it to the side, and with our eyes locked on each other’s, I took her shirt and bra off.  I stared at her gorgeous tits for about one second before I lowered my mouth over her left nipple and began to work it with my tongue.

Mom melted into my arms.  “OH GOD! BABY, Ooooooh Goddddd!”

I felt my mom’s hand move down to my crotch and she began to squeeze my cock through my shorts.  She was moaning almost non-stop as she worked her hand past the elastic band of my shorts and boxers.  When her hand came in contact with my cock I almost came right then.

“Holy Shit Honey, you’re thick!” she moaned.  “Did you stick a tree in here?”

My cock wasn’t the longest in the world, only about 7 inches or so.  But it was thick.  The guys on my football team called me a fire hydrant when I first started showering after practices.  Now my sexy mother’s hand was doing its best to wrap around it.

I switched sides and began sucking on her other tit as I worked at unbuttoning and unzipping moms cutoffs.  The harder I bit her nipples the harder she jacked my dick.

I got down on my knees and using both hands worked her shorts down and off her hips.  I then eased them down her legs and she obligingly stepped out of them.

I was now staring face to face with her flat tummy and beautifully shaved snatch.

“God you’re hot!  You’re so fucking sexy!  I’m gonna fuck you for days!”

I stood back up and it was her turn to pull my shorts off.  She slid down my legs and rubbed her face into my crotch.

“I wish we weren’t so dirty, baby.  I want to feel you in my mouth so bad.”  She yanked my shorts down and my dick popped out and hit her in the face.

I was so turned on staring down at my mother.  Her body was perfect, flawless.  Every guy in the gym wanted to fuck my mom, and now here I was getting ready to do what so many men fantasized about.  She was working my cock with both of her hands and staring up at me.

“Fuck me baby.  Come down here and make love to me.”

She didn’t have to ask me twice.  I knelt down next to her and pulled her to me again in another long deep kiss.  Just kissing her was making me crazy.  She sucked on my lips and bit them.  Her tongue did things inside my mouth that no one had ever done before.  I pushed her back on to the blanket and lay on top of her.  I stuck my hand down into her snatch and slowly rubbed her clit with my finger.  She was so wet she was dripping and she bucked up against my hand.

“Fuck me honey, please, just fuck me! I can’t take it anymore.  God I want you!”

I positioned myself between her spread legs and brought my cock up against her cunt.  I placed the tip of it inside her and began to slowly shove it in.  

“Ooohhhhhh Fucckkk mmeeee!” she cried out.  “You’re gonna’ split me in twooooo!”

I had my cock about halfway into her and it was all I could do to keep from shooting my load. “God Mom, you’re tight!”  I pulled my dick out a little and slowly sank it back into her.   “Unnghh, God, oh shiittt! “You’re gonna kill me with.., that.., thing.., but don’t stoppppleasedon’t stoppp!”

I pulled out again, and with one final shove buried my cock all the way into my mother’s hot cunt.   She let out a squeal and her eyes looked like they were going to pop out of her head.  I think she was having an orgasm.  Her mouth stayed open but nothing came out.  I lowered my mouth over hers and just lashed away at the inside of her mouth with my tongue.

I raised myself up on my elbows and looked down at her.  “You okay Mom?”

She pulled me back down to her and began nibbling on my earlobe.  “You have the fattest cock I’ve ever felt son, she moaned. Go slow, and make love to me until the rain stops.”

We started out slow.  I slowly thrust in and out of her, gyrating my hips as I did.  Mom arched her back and thrust up against me.  Her nails dug into my back.  I lowered my head and took first one and then the other of her tits into my mouth.  We were sweaty and sticky as we rolled around on the blanket.  We couldn’t get enough of each other’s kisses.  The pace began to quicken and it wasn’t long before I was pounding my stiff rod in and out of Mom’s quim.  She was practically screaming as I slammed away.  She was arching her back so high the only thing touching the blanket was her shoulders and the heels of her feet.

I couldn’t take any more though and I felt that familiar burning sensation in my balls start to build.  

“I’m gonna come Mom!”  Oh shit baby, I’m gonna come!”

Mom grabbed hold of my ass and pulled me against her as I fired my load deep inside her.  I couldn’t believe how much was coming out of me as I kept shooting jet after jet into her.

“That’s it baby, fill your momma up.”  Oh God it’s so hot in me!”

We both finally came to a stop and I slumped down on top of her. I kissed her again, this time softer.  “This is unbelievable, I can’t believe we just did this,” I said.

“It’s my fault dear.  I’m you mother.  I should have stopped this.  God, what have we done?  What have I done?”

In less than an hour, I had gone from just having a foxy mother to being a mother-fucker.  The guilt Mom was feeling wasn’t echoed by me.  I was still inside her and as I looked down at her sweaty, dirty face, I knew I had to have her again.

“No one needs to ever find out Mom.  It just happened.  It doesn’t change the way I feel about you, in fact, if anything, it has made my love for you stronger.”

I started nibbling on her chin and licking her lips.  I could feel my cock growing inside her.

“But it’s wrong Jeff!  So wrong!  We can’t.”

She started to kiss me back and my cock continued to stiffen.

“We shouldn’t,” she moaned.   “Oh God baby, you feel so good in me!”

Suddenly, with more strength than I expected, she flipped me over on to my back and stood up.  She held out her hand. 

“Come with me.”

She led me out of the barn into the rain.  It was cold but my lust was so strong it could have been snowing for all I cared.  Mom sat down on the long hood of the car and pulled me to her in a long passionate embrace.

“I guess I do need this,” she panted as we broke our kiss.  “I’ve been a little neglected at home.  Your father barely touches me.  I’ve always wanted to make love in the rain Jeff.

Please make love to me?”

Mom wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her.  She lay back on the hood of the car and with me supporting her legs with my hands as I pounded my cock into her again and again.

“You won’t be neglected at home anymore Mom,” I panted.  “I’ll make love to you every day.”

“Ohhhhhhhmyyyyessssweeeetbaaabeeee!  Don’t ever stop fuckeeeeeeng meeeeee!”  Mom quivered in a shattering orgasm as she came all over my cock.

After a few minutes in this position, Mom slid off the car and turned around.  She bent over the hood of the car and I fucked her from behind as the rain fell on us and rinsed us clean.

I exploded again inside my sexy mother’s pussy filling her up with more come than I had ever done before in a single orgasm.

By this time, the rain had started to let up.  We went back into the barn and dried off with the blanket.  We put our damp clothes back on and started out for home.

Neither of us said anything as we drove home, each lost in our own thoughts.  But as we pulled into the driveway, Mom reached over and gave my hand a squeeze.  Dad came out of the house with a scowl on his face and inspected the rain damage to the trailer contents.  He started to mumble about the bags of cement that were ruined, but Mom cut him off.

She looked at me and asked for my wallet.  Curious, I pulled it out of my pocket and handed it to her.  She opened it and pulled a five dollar bill out and handed it to my Dad.

“You’re son and I are wet, tired, and hungry.  This should pay for the losses.  Now, I’m going inside to take a bath.  Anything else you want to complain about?”

With that, she turned and walked into the house.  Dad looked at me, but didn’t say a word.

I started to unhook the trailer and told him I’d cover it up.  He shrugged his shoulders and followed Mom into the house.

While I was in the shower cleaning up before dinner, I couldn’t stop thinking about what Mom and I had done that afternoon.  My dick hardened at the thought of fucking Mom again but I refrained from jacking-off and quickly finished my shower.

During dinner, Mom was quiet and barely made eye contact with me, but thankfully nobody seemed to notice because Dad grumbled about the weather screwing up his plans the entire time.

 

The next morning, Monday, I woke up at about 9 a.m.  I got up to relieve myself and then went back to my bed.  I didn’t have classes on Monday, so my day consisted of going to the gym, studying and doing my chores in the yard.  

Dad had already left for work and my sister was in class all day.

There was a knock on my door and my mom asked if she could come in.  She entered my room, wearing a full-length bathrobe, pulled a chair up next to my bed and sat down facing me.

“Are you okay?” I asked.  “You didn’t say a peep last night at dinner.”

“I’m fine.  I was just a little confused out about what happened yesterday.  I feel a little guilty.”

“Me too.” I said.  “I guess we kinda got caught up in the moment huh?  Now that it happened, I’m trying to sort some things out in my head.”

“Like what?” she asked.

“Put aside for a moment that you are my mother and what we did is incest.  That’s the worst of it!  I also had sex with a married woman, an older woman, and it was sex with the sexiest, most passionate woman I have ever been with!”

Mom blushed a little at my last comment and shifted in her chair.  “You’re my son Jeff.  I can’t, we shouldn’t, can’t do this.” 

It was apparent that Mom was struggling with her morals.  I wanted to grab her and hold her and comfort her right then.

“I am also a married woman, like you said, and even if my marriage isn’t the best, I have to honor it.”

“But you did enjoy it didn’t you?” I inquired.

“Oh baby, of course I did.  But I am your mother.  We are going to have to get past this and just leave it as a beautiful memory.”

“Seems to me that I was looking at this a little different than you Mom.”

“How’s that Baby?”

I’m a man in this house too.  I’ve loved you since birth and if your husband isn’t taking care of you than I can, - will!”

“You’re going to make this complicated aren’t you Jeff?”  She stood up and started to walk towards the door.  As she reached the door, I answered back to her.

“I’m just planning on making you a better offer than what you have now.  And deep down you want that offer”

She stood at the door her back to me and one hand on the doorknob.  After a minute she said without turning, “You want to go to the gym with me today?”

Nice change of subject.

“Sure Mom.  Give me a few minutes to get ready.”

Mom turned to face me and the last thing I expected to happen did.  She walked towards my bed and at the same time loosened the belt on her robe.

“Let’s get our cardio out of the way before we go.”  She shed her robe, letting it fall to the floor and climbed on top of me.

I watched my little nymph undress as I pushed the play button.

 

“Yeah hi this is doctor Benton at the Hagenmire hospital” I was barely listening as Candi got bored with waiting and began playing with her self “you coming daddy?” I grinned as I said “not yet” as I walked over the message continued “and I think you should get down here” I bent down between Candi’s legs still grinning and looking in her eyes as I stuck my tongue out for just a little taste “Ahh daddy” she moaned and I stroked my finger up and down her entrance teasing her, with her head back moaning loudly as I continued sucking and licking with expert skill as the machine finished its message “your wife was in a car accident and has slipped into a coma” we both froze Candi was open mouthed staring into my eyes as I stared at her and my tongue still covering her clit.

 

Two years had passed, at first Candi and I stopped our liaisons while we grieved, the doctors told me that Maggie could never recover but I remained optimistic and visited Maggie in the hospital at least once every week, so did Candi until about 2 months ago when I noticed she was dressing more provocatively and was back to teasing me and trying to seduce me.

 

She never did anything too bad just little things like wearing revealing clothes and accidentally saying lewd references to sex but quickly apologizing, nothing I couldn’t handle.

 

“Daddy can I sleep at a friends tonight?” I think she had begun to understand that I wouldn’t break and we were turning into a normal family again.

“Sure sweetie” I had no objections, I wasn’t one of those dads that always worry about my little girl I knew she was responsible and I trust her judgment plus this would give me a night alone.

 

Once night fell and Candi was gone I locked every door in the house and left the keys in, I was always more careful lately ever since that night when Candi caught me in the act. Tonight was a big deal, I mean I may only be having solo nights but even those are a rarity the last time I had the house alone (and it was only when I was alone) was over 3 weeks ago if I didn’t get some kind of release soon I just might have taken Candi up on her offer.

 

Once everything was secure I went into the living room curtains closed TV on and DVD in “Naughty sluts 3” should be interesting I thought, it started right away no story a girl walks in and some just pulls her clothes off and fuck her right there, not very original but it will do so I pulled it out I was already hard I had been all day. So there I say ‘tugging’ away letting my mind slip from the very simple movie to images of my wife and me on our honeymoon rolling around in our hotel room in Hawaii I could almost hear her voice:

“Ohh David right there…Oooh!” I was tonguing her pussy

“Mmm Maggie you taste so sweet just like…” the hotel room started to swirl out of existence changing into the kitchen and her pussy seemed to shrink.

“Ahh daddy don’t stop please!” all of a sudden I was tongue fucking Candi I pushed her out of my mind concentrating on my wife.

“David what are you waiting for?” I was still in the kitchen but at least it was my wife begging me to put my cock in her.

 

I climbed up the kitchen table on top of Maggie and entered her quite roughly earning a grunt from the both of us.

“Mmhm…David harder!” harder she wanted so harder I gave her pulling out 7” and plunging the full 8” into her fast and hard and now I was pumping faster with each thrust, moving at electric speed my wife’s breasts bouncing up and down franticly.

“Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ughh!” my wife and my grunts were intertwined and just as I started to feel release building up I heard a sweet familiar voice coming from the kitchen counter.

“That’s it daddy fuck Mommy fuck her hard, fuck her for all the whore is worth! You know you want to” it was Candi sitting on the counter stark naked cheering me on with foul language that only quickened my pace as I did as I was instructed.

Candi then lowered her hand to her pussy stroking it gently and staring at me longingly. I wanted her and she wanted me.

 

“Ugghhh! David I’m Cumming, ‘I’m” the distraction from Candi was annoying me so I ended it with

“Shut your mouth whore!” I didn’t watch for her reaction only turned my attention back to little Candi furiously rubbing her little nub.

“That’s it daddy punish the whore, she doesn’t deserve you seed does she daddy” her eyes where holding me in a trance.

“No, your right this slut doesn’t deserve it” I had stopped my humping and stared with lust filled eyes at Candi only slightly distracted by Maggie’s moans and whimpers.

 

Candi pulled the finger out of her pussy and began to suck on it seductively

“Mmm…tell me you want it daddy and you with receive it, you know I want it” our eyes locked, Maggie's whimpers long since forgotten and my expression changed into a grin that implied devious desires.

“I want you Candi, not this slut.” At that moment Candi disappeared and Maggie's body began to shrink but I knew this tune already and watched as Maggie's panicked face merged with and finally changed to my little Candi's face.

“I want you too daddy” we looked at each other lovingly as my cock waited patiently at her entrance.

“I love you baby”

“I love you too daddy”

 

The moment seemed to last forever as we both knew that the moment had finally arrived and Candi eventually broke the silence with

“Daddy what are you waiting for put it in?” a playful smile had crept upon her face

“Your wish is my command sweetie” is all I said as I started to push slightly in the tiny hole.

“Ahh!” she moaned as my cock head pushed into her. She was so wet I hardly needed push at all It just seemed to slide in like it was always meant to be there and I pushed to the hilt and there was no pain our love overcame all the pain of the hymen being ripped, we now had begun to thrust against each other slowly at first but steadily picking up the pace, faster, harder, deeper

“Oooh daddy, fuck me, oh yes!” her face scrunched up in pleasure her little body wrapped around me. Lust and love overcoming everything as we I humped her like a wild beast and she loved every minute of it.

 

“Ahh, yes daddy, daddy I think I’m Cumming!” her hands gripped my back tighter and her pussy started convulsing furiously as she lost herself in a wave of pleasure, and my closing in on my own climax thrusting faster and once my cock plunging into her became nothing but a blurry line Candi could take no more as constant orgasms overcame her and she shook in a pleasure fit.

“Aahhh fuucckk Yesssss! I’m Cumming!” I shouted as I buried deep into my little baby girls cunt and released my hot seed. Nothing but intense pleasure existed now.

 

Bang, Bang, Bang! “Dad open the door, I’m back!!” I was snapped back to reality and looked at my cum covered belly and the porn DVD had stopped and only static was showing on the TV, I quickly cleaned my self and the room shouting back

“I’ll be right there honey!”

“Hurry up I’ll be late for school!” she was right it was 8:36am and I would have to drive her too school now.

 

I opened the door and looked upon my sweet beautiful Candi wearing a pink t-shirt and matching pants that as she walked by me I could see didn’t hide the fact that she was wearing a bright red thong, a bit much for a 13yr old but I didn’t think to care at that point as I was mesmerized by her cute petite little ass, my thoughts trailed back to my dream or fantasy I couldn’t decide which and my cock stood at attention. I was going to have her all my parental instincts to stay away were washed away last night.

 

“Candi, baby would you like to have the day off school?” I asked cuddling her from behind and beginning to kiss her neck.

“What are you talking about? What are you doing daddy?” she started to giggle as she pulled away from my embrace to look me in the face.

“Baby I’ve been thinking a lot lately and remember when I said we shouldn’t do those things?” all the while I said this I was stroking her cheek suggestively hoping she would get the point.

“Yeah?” she said obviously not taking the hint

“Well I’ve decided that its not healthy to bury these desires and would be willing to help you release them” finally catching my drift she pulled away and looked into my eyes in a confused manner, if I didn’t know better I would say she didn’t want it anymore.

 

“Well I’m glad you have been thinking but I have been doing my share too but my answer is no!” what she must be joking

“But baby I” but she didn’t let me finish

“It’s not right to mom, and you were right daddies and daughter don’t do that kind of thing”

This I didn’t expect she was saying no, what she can’t say no not after all that’s happened. She tried to walk passed me but I grabbed her

“You can’t say no to me, what do you think this is some kind of game, are you just toying with me.” I tightened my grip as she struggled to break free panic crossed her face as realization that I now intended to fuck her with or without her consent.

 

“Daddy please, don’t” her voice was but a squeak as I gripped her like a vice refusing to show mercy.

“You will beg for it!” my voice fiery and my eyes darkened I no longer cared that she was my daughter I only saw her as my fuck-hole my disobedient fuck-hole.

“No!” but I overpowered her pulling her closer bringing her mouth to mine forcing my tongue down her throat thinking about how my cock would soon stuff her face, the I could feel nothing but a sharp pain as I realized Candi had kneed me in the balls and was running out of the house, it took me a moment to get back to my feet and I ran out the door just in time to see Candi being taken to school with her friend Kelly who lived next door her mother was driving. I guess I was going back to school.

 

Mayhill Primary School population about 1000 students all ranging from 6-13 my little Candi would be in Math now in the west wing I knew all her classes and lessons by heart

“Candi, Candi, Candi you can run but believe me you cannot hide” I said to my self as I walked up to her class room and looking inside I noticed she had somehow changed into her school plaid skirt and white shirt, an evil grin crept upon my face as she looked so innocent but not for long I thought to my self as I chose a hiding spot in view of the classroom door.

 

I had too wait until she was alone which sadly didn’t happen at break time she just chatted to her friend only stopping every so often to think on what had happened this morning.

 

Finally my time arrived at lunch time when she wanted to go back to get another chocolate chip muffin she can never get enough of those, her friends said they would meet her outside class “no she wont” I said quietly too myself and at just that moment when she was out of sight of everyone I grabbed her by the waist and making sure to cover her mouth. Pulling her behind the bike sheds keeping an eye out for cameras and other students waiting until the bell rang and the kids would be in class before releasing my hand from her mouth.

 

“Daddy please let me go!” she was openly crying now but I still couldn’t tolerate her screaming, so slapped her hard across her face leaving a red mark on her and she stopped speaking the only noise from her were the sobs of tears.

“Be a good little girl and everything will be fine.” She didn’t even acknowledge my existence she was too absorbed in her own sorrow so I gave her another hard slap across the face.

“Understand bitch!” this time she registered.

“Yes”

“Yes what!”

“Yes daddy” I gave her another sharp slap

“Call me Master!”

“Ok…master” this granted me a great big smile which only furthered little Candi’s fear.

 

“Kneel down now!” she complied without hesitation just like a perfect little sub slave, if it wasn’t for the constant tears I might have believed she wanted this.

“Take my cock out” her hand shake’s as she unzips my pants and pulls my cock out.

“Put it in your mouth” she did

“Mmm…now suck it” she started by suckling the head but with my ‘gentle’ persuasion was soon bobbing up and down 6” of my dick.

“Further” I said as I attempted to deep throat her, she gagged immediately while her 13yr old throat rejected my 8” manhood.

“Gmgh!” she was chocking on me so I pulled back a little and allowed her to breathe then plunged back into her this time she relaxed and welcomed my cock and I was soon pumping her mouth just as I would her pussy.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh, UGHHH!” I spurted my hot cum deep down her throat while she gagged I pulled back to finish on her face. And just at that point the janitor walked passed and what a sight he must have seen a cute little angel kneeled down in front of a 35yr old man with his dick held out and her face covered in cum.

 

“Shit!” I said as I put my cock in my pants and zipped up.

“Hey you get the fuck away from her!” the janitor shouted as he went for me, Candi cowered in a corner just as I was slammed against the wall.

“This is none of your business pal!” I said as I brought an elbow down into his back and he collapsed momentarily on the floor, I proceeded to kick him while he was down Candi spoke up

“Daddy no you’re hurting him!” I gave her an annoyed look then froze when she was looking up at me with what looked like love.

“Sweetie?” but I didn’t get a response as the janitor had gotten up and whacked me across the head with his mop, soon scrambled up wanting only vengeance.

 

I walked towards his with murderous eyes; he gathered all his strength and swung for me with his metal mop screaming

“Raghhh!” but I had seen this coming and ducked it and he smashed the window behind me but when I look back at the window damage momentarily I did not anticipate his kick which sent me flying onto the glass the janitor quickly advanced jumping atop me pummeling my face I couldn’t stop him.

“Alright, alright you win!” he stopped for a moment only to look me in the eyes when I realized the truth, my eyes must have gone saucer size as it hit me holy shit he’s gunna kill me!

 

He grinned at my discovery

“Do you really think I can let a sick freak like you live!” he pulled a pocket knife out of his overalls. But as he went to strike me with it I spotted a sharp piece of glass, and with all my remaining strength brought it up and stuck it in his gut. Now it was his time to get wide eyed as realization ran through him. I pushed him off of me and got to my feet quickly my first reaction was to look for Candi, gone she had ran off in the fight, at least she didn’t see me kill him well he wasn’t dead yet but you could see he wasn’t far from it. My next reaction was to make sure there was no evidence I hid the piece of glass in my pocket and made sure anything I touched was rubbed clean.

And now I was forced to look at him I tried to look away but he was now dying, have you ever seen a man die its terrible, it seems that at that moment when he gives up and accepts it you can see through his eyes the futility of it all, and right then as I stared him in the eye I seemed all that realization passed to me as he dragged me into oblivion. I pulled away closing my eyes trying to shut it out, I couldn’t, I was crying now none stop.

And I began to hear sirens someone must have called the police I looked around there was an old woman across the street with a cell phone looking at me, I looked away but then a thought “What’s the point, what's the point” I had sat down what was the point we are all going to die everything we do amounts to nothing “what's the point what's the point what's the point” I kept saying it as I allowed myself to slowly loose my mind but what was the point.

“WHAT'S THE POINT!!!” something in my mind clicked just then Candi.

 

She needs me, I had it worked out “if nothing matters in the long run the big score then all that matters is right now what we do right now today” I needed to find Candi I needed to patch things up. I left quickly making sure to avoid the old woman, got in my car and drove away.

 

I stopped by my house she wasn’t there, but I took this opportunity to clean my clothes as I would be going to friends’ houses to see if she went there.

----1hour later----

Nothing no one had seen her I racked my brain, where are you baby where are you, and then it hit me.

 

I entered the Hagenmire Hospital and walked up to the reception

“I’d like to confirm the room number of my wife Mrs. Tolbert”

“Are you the father of that sweet little girl?” I knew it

“Yes she was missing her mother so she ran here I need to pick her up” she looked at me as if to say Aww.

“That’s so sweet its in room 211 on the second floor”

“Thanks”

 

As I walked up to the room I could hear little Candi talking to my comatose wife, I decided to listen a little.

Sniff, sniff she was crying still “Mommy I still love daddy I’m sorry I can’t hate him for you. I did want him but when he asked me I thought it was just to please me and he didn’t really want to, so I said no but then he hurt me mommy!” she stopped to cry some more.

I decided to take this opportunity to talk to her so I went up to her and gently hugged her, eyes were still closed so she didn’t know it was me.

“Mommy you’re awake?” she raised her head and saw me the only expression I saw on her face was a mix of shock and fear she tried to pull away and I let her, she must have been too scared to scream.

 

“Its ok sweetie you can scream if you want to I won’t stop you” she looked quizzically at me

“Why?” at least she will give me a chance to talk

“Because I realize that what I did was wrong and very bad I didn’t mean to hurt you I’m sooo sorry” she looked at me seeming to decide weather I was telling the truth or not then she asked me a question I wasn’t sure I could answer

“You don’t love me coz if you did you wouldn’t hurt me, you and mommy always said that when you love someone you never hurt them…so you don’t love me” she was crying again.

 

“Yes baby I do love more than anything else in the world” hope shone in her eyes then dissipated when she remembered what I did.

“No you don’t! Stop lying I don’t like it!” she screamed at me

“Do you remember your sixth birthday” she nodded slightly in recognition

“Me and your mom planned you your ideal birthday party, remember it was outside we had clowns balloon animal a barbecue a huge cake, everything we spent a fortune. Do you remember what happened?” her tears started to dry as she remembered the event

“It, it rained?”

“Yes is rained the clown got drunk the balloons blew away and all your friend couldn’t come on account of the storm. What did we do to make things better?”

“You let me open my crissy presents” she smiled as she knew what was coming

“Now do you remember Mr.….Froggy?” she squealed with delight as the emotions of the day washed over her.

“Ha-ha, yeah but do you remember that your mom was terrified of him?” she bobbed her head franticly trying to contain her glee.

“And what did you do about that do you remember?” she blushed slightly and shaked her head “oh well I’ll help refresh your memory, it involved a pair of mommy’s panties and some glue” she could contain it no longer we both burst out laughing until we were at tears.

And sensing she was ready to be asked I said while smiling “do you forgive me baby?”

“Yes daddy” and she hugged me tightly saying “you do love me don’t you?”

 

“Yes baby forever and always, forever and always” Candi then did something I didn’t expect she kissed me on the lips and stuck her tongue in whilst rubbing her self against my crotch.

“Baby are you sure?” all she did was nod her head while removing my shirt.

 

“I love you daddy and I want to make love to you” it warmed me to hear her speak those words my entire life from now onwards will be to please my baby girl.

“I love you to baby and I would want nothing more than to make love to you too”

We both shared a deep passionate kiss it must have lasted more than 6 minuets but as ironic punishment would show as the point of both ultimate happiness and completely stupid timing, as I heard a voice I had not heard in over 2 years

“Ughh…David? Candi? Is that you?” Maggie had awoken and sat up and was looking at us. Me and Candi both stared at each other her tongue still deep in my mouth and my hand cupping her breast.

 

Please let me know if you want chapter 3. Also constructive criticism is welcome.

 

 

"Is that a problem?"

"No, it\'s just... unexpected."

Lauren guided me by the hand to the bathroom all the way in the back that nobody ever goes into, and locked the door. I threw myself on her, exploring her mouth vigorously with my tongue, and sucking on her lips. The bathroom is routinely cleaned, so there\'s no mess whatsoever. Lauren broke the kiss and dropped to her knees.

"Uh-uh." I shook my head.

"What do you mean, Conor?" she asked.

"Take off your pants," I said.

She did, and I followed suit. Then, I got on my back.

"Straddle my face," I told her.

Her eyes glinted with lust, then she did so. I pulled her bright yellow lacy panties to the side, and started to lick softly. I put one finger in, fucking her with it while licking her clit. She started massaging my cock, kissing and licking it all up the shaft and getting me harder my the second. I slipped a second finger into her tight pussy, making her moan onto my cock. I rubbed her clit faster and faster, making her groan louder and louder. She was gagging herself with my raging dick, so the moans sent waves of pleasure through me. It took only about two minutes for us to climax simultaneously. She wasn\'t a squirter, so it was relatively easy for me to catch all of her juices in my mouth, while she did the same. She milked my dick like a pro, then got off and lay next to me, panting with satisfaction.

We weren\'t finished for the night, though. We went to a restaurant/night club called Mansion. It was a perfect setting for any kind of naughty play, and we took advantage of it. after we got our seats and drinks (which were actually alcoholic, as we both knew the owner\'s son), the song Yeah Yeah, by Bodyrox came on. We quickly drained what was left of our drinks, and went to the floor, her leading me, yet again. We started grinding in time to the music. I got lost in the beat, and so did she. After a few songs, we were through with dancing. We went up into the Member\'s section (again, because of the owner\'s son), and found ourselves a private room. It had all of the trimmings, a full minibar, stereos, couches and chairs, and most important of all, sound-proofed walls. Lauren and I laid down on the bigger of the two couches, and started to kiss. We went on exploring eachother\'s mouths, then, my hands started to roam. They went straight for her ass, which was firm, because she swims. I squeezed, and she smiled through the kiss. Her hands went for my zipper, which she opened, and pulled my cock out. she started stroking it.

"Mmm... someone\'s ready for more," she said coyly as my dick grew hard.

"Only if you are," I replied.

My hands went from her ass to her pussy. I opened her pants up as well, and put my hand down them. She was soaked. I slipped two fingers in, rockstar style, and rubbed her G-Spot. She moaned into my kiss, and was rapidly approaching her orgasm. She quickly stopped me, stood up, and took off all of her clothing, except her bra and panties. I helped with those. I reached behind her, uncleasped her bra, and let it fall to the floor. I lowered my face to her breasts, and licked them slowly. I kissed around the nipples, which were the size of half dollars, and flicked the nipples themselves with the tip of my tongue. She moaned softly every time I did this. I dropped to my knees, and grabbed the elastic of her panties in my teeth. I pulled them down slowly, and let go. She stepped out of them, and sat down on the couch. I grabbed her legs and softly kissed up the insides of both. When I cam to her pussy, I threw all my inhibitions to the wind, and began to eat her out with wild abandon. As my nose massaged her clit, I buried my tongue in he vagina and stuck a finger in her ass. She gasped in surprised pleasure, and started breathing heavily. She lasted a while longer, but when she came, it was amazing. I clamped my mouth on the opening of her pussy and drank all of her juices in as they spilled out.

 
When she came down from her high, she threw me to the couch and started to feast on my cock, which was extremely hard. She sucked up and down on the side of my shaft, then focused all her attention on the head of the dick. She swirled her tongue around it, hitting all of the sensitive spots, and then thrust it her head down, my dick hitting the back of her throat. She made gurgling noises, and pulled back for air. She repeated this several times, and her throat muscles drove me over the edge. My orgasm was so strong, that I could barely gasp,

"I-I\'m-- cumming!"

She drove my dick all the way into her throat, without even gagging, and her throat muscles milked my cock for all it was worth. She pulled off, but my dick wouldn\'t go soft. She smiled at the sight of this, and straddled my hips. SHe lowered herself onto my dick.

I slowly thrust into her, her hips meeting me halfway. We continued this, going for 20 minutes. When her breathing quickened, I knew she was near orgasm. I paced it so we would climax at the same time. She finally came, screaming out in sheer delight. She shuddered, her vagina squeezing tight on my cock, sending me into extreme bliss. I clamped her down onto me, holding her tight. Her breathing slowed, and she almost fell asleep. My dick fell out, and I pulled her headdown to my chest.

"I love you," she breathed.

"I love you, too" I whispered into her ear.

After 10 minutes, we got up, and went back down into the club. The bartender, seeing us so disheveled, smiled knowingly. I smiled back. Lauren and I walked to her house, and kissed goodnight. I walked home, satisfied and tired.  I got into bed, and my phone rang. It was Lauren, with plans for next week.

Ideas and comments are accepted. irishBAMF222@aim.com 

Finding Ginny Harry grabbed her and jumped on to his broom " Harry where are we going i thought we where meeting later?" " slight change of plans don't worry you'll love it!!"

Harry stopped at a clearing in the woods and before Ginny could say anything he kissed her deaply "trust me your going to love it" he said as he slipped down her trousers and pant and began licking her bare lips,Ginny's only reply was a soft moan, soon Harry was rock hard and slid his dick slowly into Ginny's now moist pussy, her cherry ripped so fast Ginny didn't even notice

This was great Harry had allready cum thanks to Hermione so he was lasting way longer than he thought, he had got Ginny into doggy style and was hammering away when she screamed as her third orgasam hit, it was too much and Harry shot load after load into Ginny's pussy " what if i get pregnant?" Ginny asked when she could get her breath back Harry just smiled and waved his wand " don't worry about that" just like before Harry's cum floated back out of Ginny's pussy gathered in the air and vanished with a pop.

"Wow who taught you how to do that?" " i might just tell you sometime, come on we should be getting back" Harry smiled as he helped Ginny to her feet, they got back to the school grounds and Harry walked Ginny back to her dorm and kissed her goodnight. Harry ran to his dormroom to find Hermione waiting for him Hermione noticing Harry's erectoin smiled and said " i guess it went well then?" " oh yeah" he replied as he locked the door Hermione stripped " you still got the time turner?" " don't think we'll need it this time but just in case" Harry removed the time turner placed somewhere safe then stripped

the end?

p.s there may be more if i get good reveiws

I went to see her, home was clean and neat, she wasn't quite as good looking as I had immagined and her body wasn't quite as good as she had discribed but, she had a great personality and pretty big tits.  Carol had said she had very kissable lips, she was right, she could really kiss and with in two minutes of our first kiss I was sucking on her nipples ans she moaned with pleasure.

I thought what the hell she may only be a 6 1/2 to 7 on looks with tits at a 7, a smile of 8, eyes full of excitement and enthusiasum and I was reading READY TO FUCK in everything she said and in her body language.  By now I had her nipples in my mouth so lets proceed!

I ask if she wanted to go into her bedroom her responce was to get up and lead the way.  Once inside I ask what color her panties were, off with her pants to show me black ones.  Carol enthusiastically tossed her panties asside to reveal a freshly shaved pussy, yum I thought, I'm going to get some of that.

We lay on the bed and kissed for a couple minutes as I played with her clit, she was already moaning her approval.  I found her nipples and sucked them into my mouth giving each one equal treatment.  Carol was going nuts, she loved tit and nipple play, moaning how good it feels and how much she missed having then socked.

With precum dripping from my dick I rubbed it up and down the length of her slit, she was already very wet she needed to further lubrication so I drove my cock into her pussy with one push.  Carol yelled out "Oh yes fuck me!"  I ask her if she liked to talk nasty while she had sex, her answer was "Fuck me, I love it when you fuck my pussy."  "Do you like to fuck me?"

Wow I had just met Carol 10 minutes earlier and now she was telling me how much she liked sex and incouraging me with "Oh yessssss I love to get fuuuuuuuuuuucked!"  "Faster sweety!"  "I really needed your cock in my pussy!"  Ooooooooooooooooo Ooooooooooooooooo FUCK Meeeeeeeeeeee!"

Being the first time with Carol I was not quite sure if she had cum yet.  I told her her hot pussy was going to make me cum as I pulled out for a minute.  Her comment was "I've already had two orgasms."  I'm thinking good, that was easy she cums pretty quickly.  AS I slid back inside her pussy she told me her X seldom ever fucked her long enough to give her more than one orgasm.

Before the evening ended Carlol said she had never had this many orgasms, she counted 9.  That made me drive in deeper and faster as she moaned "Ooooooooooo I'm Cuuuuuuuuming, fuck me sweety fuck me!"  That was it ,I flooded her cunt as I came in her very hot pussy.

Carol was right she needed to get fucked and she took it out on me.  I surely did enjoy letting her take out her sexual frustrations on me, what a great fuck.  I had no idea she would relax so quickly since she had NEVER FUCKED anyone other than her soon to be X husband.  As I left Carol told me I could cum back anytime I wanted to and I would always be welcome in her pussy. 

Thank you Carol

Finally, he leaves. It’s a little past 8:30 PM and you thought he would never walk out the door. Your son is spending the night with one of his school friends so you’ve got the whole house to yourself. You sigh a breath of relief as it’s so quiet you could hear a pin drop. You’ve been planning this night all week. The house is clean, everyone is gone and you start running a tub full of hot bubbly water to soak in . Along side the tub you’ve placed a number of scented candles that you’ve been hiding from your husband for several days now. Next to the tub you’ve placed a book that you’ve been dying to read based on the suggestions of a female friend. You run to the front door to make sure it’s locked and to peak out the window just to make sure your husband did not forget anything and may be on his way back to the house. Yes, the coast is clear. You take the phone off the hook and proceed to make your way to the bedroom and undress.

You step out of your clothes which happens to be an old ratty sweat suit. No need in giving your husband the impressions that you’ve got plans. Slowly you pull the sweatshirt over your head and underneath you’ve got on your favorite Victoria’s Secret satin bra that you’ve been saving for such a special occasion. The way it hugs and shapes your breasts are unbelievable. Next you step out of the sweatpants to reveal a matching pair of panties. Standing there looking at yourself in the mirror you begin to admire your body and how sexy you look. Thinking to yourself that childbirth hasn’t been that bad on your body. Wishing you had someone to share it with, even though you’ve never seriously thought about cheating on your husband but the thought has crossed your mind. You run your hands over the material of the bra and it feels so soft. While your right hand is caressing your breasts the left hand manages to make it’s way down to your panties. Inside you slip a finger right under the elastic waistband and then another finger until your entire hand is inside. The sensation is enough to cause you to close your eyes and you drift off into a state of euphoria. While continuing to massage your breasts you notice that your nipples have become stiff and erect. WOW, a feeling you haven’t experienced in quite a while. You pinch them and become totally aroused. But what do you do about it? Nothing, but you can’t stop yourself because it feels so good. The hand in your panties ventures closer and closer to your cleanly shaven pussy. Although there’s been no sex between you and your man you still like to keep things nice and neat. As your fingers reach what they’ve been searching for and you can’t help but notice how wet you are. Your middle finger begins to lightly touch your clit and the pleasure you feel is enough to make your knees buckle a little. After bracing yourself on the dresser you begin to stick one, two and then three fingers inside your pussy. You would have never imagined that you could be so turned on all by yourself. Just then you think, your tub is waiting. And there’s no sense in continuing simply because there’s no one there with you. You come back to reality and put on your robe and make your way to the bathroom. The candles are lit and the aroma of vanilla and jasmine fill the air. The lights are off and the only illumination in your bathroom are from the candles.

Slowly you let the robe slide off your shoulders and finally falling to the floor. You remove your bra and panties and finally step over into the tub. The water is hot but not too hot to where you can’t stand it. Before you sit down you again run your fingers across your moist pussy and notice your are still aroused. At this point you become a little upset because although you are all alone you wish there was someone there to share this feeling with. Lowering yourself down into the tub and finally coming to rest on the back side of the sloped tub you release the biggest breath of air as you finally feel at one with yourself and the world. You can’t imagine being anywhere else but there at the moment. About 15 minutes later you finally open your eyes and pick up your book and start reading. Page after page you find yourself being captivated by the title character who you find out is a lot like you. In a loveless relationship with a man who constantly takes her for granted. A woman who was pressured into marriage due to the fact that in their small town he was the high school football quarterback and she was the head cheerleader and everyone just assumed they’d end up together. But what they don’t know is that he is a physically and emotionally abusive guy. On the outside he was everyone’s hero. The clean cut, all American boy. But behind closed doors he was an alcoholic who would constantly drive to the next town to the local strip club where no one knew him only to come home drunk and with the smell of another woman on his clothes. Drunk and full of himself he begins to push his wife around and beat her until he passes out. You sit there reading and thinking to yourself, “I wish my husband would come home and think he’s gonna put his hands on me!” As serious as that sounds you can’t help but laugh. Laying the book down on the floor you close your eyes again and begin to massage the warmth of the water into your legs and thighs. “Oh, that feels good!” Suddenly your mind goes back to when you were in the bedroom all alone and the feelings you were getting playing with yourself. Again, you start to massage your clit under the water and, yes, again those feelings return. You can’t help but finger yourself because it feels so damn good. The longer you play with your clit the better it feels. Again, one, two and three fingers travel in and out of your pussy until you feel something stirring in the lower part of your stomach. It’s been a while since you’ve felt that feeling and you want it to last forever. The longer you touch yourself the stronger the feelings get. Until finally you reach the brink of no return. Your back arches and you splash water all over the place managing to put out a few of the candles. You cum in one massive wave after another. Your whole body is shaking and quivering as you finally relax and come back to earth only to find yourself alone again. Looking over at the clock on the wall you notice that it’s a little past 10:30 PM and getting late. Thinking to yourself, “that was fun and I really needed that,” you step out of the tub and begin to clean up. You figure you had better put the phone back on the hook simply because your son usually calls and says good night when he’s with his friends. Although he’s 11 and a growing young man he’s still a little bit of a momma’s boy. But you find that character precious about him. The minute you lay the phone on the cradle it rings and you pick it up thinking it’s your little man. “Hello baby” is all you get out when all of a sudden you hear the familiar voice of one of your girlfriends. “Girl, we’ve been trying to get in touch with you all night!” “What do you mean”, you reply. “Well, since the guys are out and doing their thang we figured why are they the only ones to have some fun.” All the wives and girlfriends of the boys have banded together and decided to make this a girl’s night out. You know, go get some dinner, hit a bar or two and have some laughs. You figure, what else do you have to do. You’re sexually charged and the sitting at home alone isn’t helping you any. “Ok, pick me up in about an hour.” You rush to put on some clothes, get your hair done and throw on a little makeup. You look absolutely stunning only to have had 1 hour to get ready. You again admire yourself in the mirror. Standing there is a tight little mini skirt that your husband likes to see you in but given the current situation you haven’t worn it in a while. It always fit your ass the right way. You’ve got on a form fitting bra that seems to push your breasts up a little higher making them stand at attention to any man looking. Over top of that you find one of your flowered print blouses and leaves a few of the top buttons undone to show off a little more cleavage than usual. You finish it off with a cute little pair of earrings a bracelet and a gold necklace. You look down at your hands and notice your wedding set. Do you wear them or not? Questions, decisions, what do you do? You figure to yourself that this is probably gonna be the last time you get to act like a single woman so you take them off and lay them on the dresser. After that you slip on a pair of 4 inch heels that really make your ass stick out. You think to yourself that you look like a hooker out on the prowl but at this point you don’t really give a damn. Tonight is all about you.

About 20 minutes later the doorbell rings and when you open it you find five of your friends laughing and giggling. They’ve had a few drinks and are feeling the affects already. One of them looks at you and says, “damn girl, if I wasn’t straight I’d do you myself.” “Let’s go” another one yells. So all of you pile into the SUV and head out. First stop was to the local eatery where you all throw back a few drinks and a nice meal. Laughing it up and having a good time none of you notice that you all have consumed 4 bottles of cheap wine, quite a few mixed drinks and yes, a few shots of tequila. But the massive meal has delayed the affects of the alcohol for the moment. One of the girls mentions that she’s heard of a new night spot across town and thought it would be cool to go. It’s ladies night so girls get in free all night. Looking down at your watch you notice that it’s a little past 1 AM. The night is still young. All of a sudden you get a call on your cell. You look down and it’s your husband. Not wanting him to know you’re out with the girls you don’t answer it. You check his message a few minutes later and he says that he and the boys won’t be coming home until they get their friend on the plane. Just based on earlier conversation with him you know that his plane doesn’t leave until 11:35 AM. You figure you’ve got it made. A night out on the town and away from him. What else could make this night any better? As you make your way to the club your friends start asking you how you and your man were doing. You tell them things are not going so well. And that the two of you are basically like roommates living in a loveless home. Just then one of your friends speaks up. Yes, the slutty one in the group. Every group has one. She looks at you and says, “girl, we’ve gotta get you some dick before the night is over!” You turn to her and say, “naw, that’s okay.” Knowing that you took care of that before you left the house. Everyone in the truck begins to laugh and giggle. Finally you pull up in front of the club and everyone piles out. Barely able to stand up straight and leaning onto each other you walk up to the door and the bouncer says, “Welcome to Club Rain ladies, come right on in.” Inside you walk into the hippest new hot spot to hit town. Around you see a sea of people ranging from 21 on up. And there are quite a few guys in the place, just ripe for the picking. Looking over the crowd you think to yourself, “I’m a married woman and I shouldn’t be here.” It doesn’t matter that you took your rings off, you’re still married in the eyes of God. You look at one of your friends and tell her you think that the alcohol is starting to take an affect on you and you think you need to go on home. Even though the girls all want you to stay you persuade them and they reluctantly let you leave. The one girl who’s driving offers to take you home but you decline saying you’ll catch a cab and that you’ll be alright. You don’t want to spoil the rest of their night. As you’re leaving someone bumps into you and spills a little of their drink on your arm. Over the music you hear a faint voice say, “excuse me, did I spill my drink on you?” Looking up and finally coming face to face, eye to eye with this stranger you notice that it’s not a stranger at all. But someone from your past. “Randy, is that you?” I haven’t seen you in some years. Yes, it was him, Randy, the guy who had the biggest crush on you every since you two were little. People just always thought the two of you would end up together. He always told you how he felt but you kept putting him off. Was it fear that kept you from crossing that line or did your feelings for him run deeper than you were willing to admit? Either way, there he was. Standing right there in the flesh. He answers, “Tina, I can’t believe my eyes. “What are you doing here?” You tell him you and some of the girls were out on the town and you started to get tired and decided to head on home. Randy replies, “can I offer you a ride? I’ve got my car out in the parking lot. I was getting ready to go anyway. Either the girls in here are too young or they’ve already got 5 or 6 guys chasing after them.” This wasn’t really his scene either so the two of you head out towards his car.

On the drive home the two of you start to reminisce about your younger days. While the two of you are laughing and having a good ole conversation suddenly he gets quiet. You don’t notice because you’re talking through the alcohol. Suddenly he turns to you and says, “what happened between us?” You look at him with a puzzled look on your face. What do you mean, you ask? Randy replies, “I mean, what happened between us? How much more plainly can I put it?” Randy says that he really had strong feelings for you and that he’s always hoped and prayed that you would one day give him a shot to make you happy, but last he heard you were getting married. At that point he gave up hope of ever being with you. Running into you tonight was a chance coincidence but one that he was not willing to let go of. Not this time. Not again. He looks down at your hand and notices that you’re not wearing a ring. Suddenly he’s got a glimmer of hope and asks you what happened. Not remembering you had taken off your ring you tell him that the two of you were still together and doing so so. “But you’re not wearing a ring”, he says to you. “Oh, that”, you tell him that your husband is out with his friends and you decided to pretend you were still single. He asks you how’s it going so far? You answer him, “not so good.” “I’ve spent the last 4 hours with a bunch of horny drunk girls and now I’m on my way home.” As the two of you pull up in the driveway to your house it’s about 4 AM but not wanting to go to bed just yet you throw caution to the wind and say, “you wanna come in for a cup of coffee or something?” Suddenly, there’s a knot in your throat because you can’t believe that you just used that line on him. He’s gonna think you’re now trying to pick him up like one of those lonely guys back at the club when the DJ announces “last call.“ Randy looks at you and says, “Won’t your husband mind a strange man sitting in his house?” Knowing that you really don’t care you tell him your husband won’t be home until around noon. Into the house you go. As you approach the door you fumble with your keys. Nervous like a giddy school girl trying to sneak in after she broke curfew hoping your parents don‘t hear you sneaking in.

The house is dark as you try to find the light switch. Finally finding it you offer him a seat while you go in the kitchen and make the coffee. When you reach the coffee maker you remember that you haven’t gone shopping yet and are completely out of coffee. You return to the living to deliver the bad news only to find Randy standing at your wall of pictures. There’s one of your parents, several of your brothers and sisters, other family members and friends. But the one he’s looking at is the large portrait of you in your wedding dress. He turns and tells you how pretty you looked and how you haven’t changed a bit. You return his gracious compliment with a thank you and the two of you sit down on the sofa. He’s on one end and you’re on the other. For the next 45 minutes there’s a nice little back and forth conversation. You tell him about your life and how you’ve pretty much become a home body. And that your life now revolves around your son and your home. Not as much your husband though. If he’s not in the house watching some lame ass sporting event on TV then he’s outside washing and wiping down his metallic blue Dodge Magnum. That car he spends more time with than his wife. Randy tells you about his past. From one failed relationship after another. Endless relationships that never seem to go anywhere. Some were gold digging women only out for money and others were women looking for their next baby daddy. But all in all Randy was happy with how his life has turned out. He still says that he loves and misses you but now that you’re married he focused his attention elsewhere and finally came to terms that you just didn’t want him in that way. After a few more stories and a few more laughs Randy says, “well, it’s getting late I’d better be leaving.” What do you do? You’re hoping he’ll do something. Make a move! Any move! At this point you want to tell him you too have feelings for him but you don’t want to lead him on because you’re still a married woman. You’ve always felt for Randy but the timing was never right. When you were single he had someone and when he was single you was spoken for. Do you let him slip out of your life again without knowing what it could be like or do you do something? As you both stand and head towards the door Randy turns around and tells you how nice it was to see you again and how much fun it was to catch up with you. He leans in to kiss you on the cheek and he lays the softest peck on the right side of your face. You close your eyes and all you can smell is the soft scent of his cologne. One of your favorites. Curve! You throw your arms around him and hold him for what seems like an eternity but in all actuality is just a few seconds. As his lips leave your face you try to find the courage to tell him to stay, please don’t go. But nothing comes out. Tears start to well up in your eyes and all he can do is stand there with a concerned look on his face. He asks you what’s wrong and you tell him, “nothing.” Randy says that he’s been knowing you all his life and you’re not getting off that easy. He asks you again and you finally break down. You tell him that your marriage is all but over. Your husband hasn’t touched you in months and when he does it’s only for his pleasure. He doesn’t care about your needs. Only his. Randy is faced with the biggest dilemma of his life. On one hand he could resist you and force you to honor your marriage vows, for better or worst. Or he could throw caution to the wind and finally do what he’s been wanting to do all his life, make love to you!

While still holding him in your arms you look up at Randy and say, “I need you to make love to me like you’ve always wanted to.” Randy is floored but by the time he has a chance to say anything you plant your luscious lips onto his and something happens. Before you know it Randy is passionately kissing you back like never before. His hands running up and down your back while yours are caressing the back of his head. Both of your tongues are fighting for position in each other’s mouth like a one on one basketball game. The longer you kiss the hotter things are becoming. Randy reaches down and scoops you up into his arms like a groom carrying his wife across the threshold on their wedding night. Finally reaching your bedroom he gently lays you down on the bed. He doesn’t turn on the lights and the only light coming in is from the moon high above. It’s a clear night and there’s a warm breeze blowing through the open window. He can’t help but notice the tears still streaming down you face. Doing so, he leans over and kisses you on your cheek again, tasting the moist saline solution that consumes your face. You look up and him and he down at you and all he says is, “don’t worry, I’m here for you and only you.” Looking down your body he notices the buttons on your tight blouse are straining to be undone. Beneath that he eyes the most perfect pair of breasts he thinks he’s ever laid his eyes upon. He then goes back to kissing your cheek and then on down to your ear lobe and then your neck. You quiver as every time he touches you sends chills down your spine. Not wanting to stop you look up at him and whisper, “don’t rush, my husband won’t be home for hours.” With those reassuring words he slowly begins to unbutton your blouse. He uses one hand to brace himself slightly over you while the other explores your neck then your cleavage. Lightly outlining the form that has been created by your bra. Slowly he releases one button after another until finally your shirt is completely open and just a faint memory to what use to be covering your breasts. Not wanting to completely remove it just yet he gets off the bed and grabs your hands and pulls you closer to him. Your legs are weak but some how you manage to stand on your own. Randy is looking deep into your eyes and he tells you that all his life he’s dreamed of this very moment. The day he gets to undress you and no one is there to stop him. He reaches up and begins to pull your blouse off of your shoulders. Randy tells you that he wish he would have made a move the one and only night he spent with you several years ago. Maybe your life would have turned out differently. But he was afraid of rejection at the time. He looks up at you again just to make sure you haven’t changed your mind. The look in your eyes is his green light to proceed. Like a feather in the wind the silky blouse gracefully falls to the floor. There you stand in nothing but your tight little mini skirt and your bra that’s fighting to restrain your luscious breasts. He begin to kiss and nibble on your breasts not yet exposing what he’s so long dreamt of . With every touch on your body you arch your back that much more pushing your breasts into the material of his shirt. Then again he gives you one of the best kisses of your life. Towering over you he feels the soft touch of your lower back then gradually making his way upward. You know what he’s looking for. Jackpot! He reaches the tiny metal clasp that’s holding your bra in place. Being a guy he’s had a lot of practice with this part. He reaches behind with his right hand and gently unhooks your bra. You feel the release of pressure on your breasts and a slight rush of air escapes your lips. With his finger he tucks it under the strap on your right shoulder. Slowly he moves it over your shoulder then the next. Until your bra is able to fall on its own. Again, to the floor to meet the blouse. There you stand, all exposed to him and what seems like the world. No one else has seen your naked body except your husband in years. Funny thing is that he has still not looked away from your eyes. Finally he takes a deep breath and looks down. What can only be described as one of the seven wonders of the natural world he takes his hands and works his way up your side then around to the front where he finally comes in contact with your breasts. Cupping them in his hands he begins to massage them and fondling your nipples. The sensation you are getting from his actions and sending electric pulses throughout your entire body. You can hardly stand it. You momentarily black out from the pre-game pleasure. Next thing you know he’s working on the belt to your mini skirt. With one swift motion he manages to get it unbuckled and your skirt unzipped. He kneels down to his knees and looks up at you. He tugs on one side then the other until your skirt has made its way past your nice round booty. He takes a deep sniff as he can smell the scent coming from your pussy. It smells like heaven to him and he can hardly stand it. Slowly, Randy begins to kiss down your stomach until he reaches the top of your silk and lace panties. This time he uses his teeth to remove them. They’re moist and damp and he can taste you in them. His hands now cup your ass and he squeezes each cheek like he’s kneading bread dough. You grab his head as he begins to kiss up your thigh. For some reason he stops and pays more attention to that birth mark on your leg. You know the one. Shortly there after he begins his ascent upwards until he finally reaches what he’s been wanting for all night long. Your pussy is so wet until it’s actually dripping and aching for attention. One drop hits his chin and in an effort to not waste another drop he spreads your legs and moves under you like a mechanic changing the oil on a finely tuned sports car. With delicate hands he works to give you as much pleasure as possible. Your eyes are closed and your head is now tilted skyward. You’ve managed to lean back on the dresser. Yes, the same dresser that began your night of pleasure. You think to yourself that this is wrong, this is so wrong but it feels so right. Randy now dives in. His tongue licks your dripping wet pussy from front to back. He licks like there’s no end in site. It’s like the only oasis in a desert and he’s drinking up as much of the liquid as possible. Massaging your clit with his tongue causes you to moan loudly. You never thought something so wrong could ever feel so right. He continues to lick you until you can’t take it any longer. You start getting that strange feeling again in your lower stomach that you had earlier in the night. You know what’s gonna happen next. Randy keeps licking as you brace yourself and then you explode in what seems like the largest orgasm you’ve ever had. Not even your husband has made you feel this good. Even during the good days of the marriage. He licks up every drop. You begin to cry again but this time it’s tears of joy. Looking up Randy sees you in a state of total bliss.

After about a minute or two you look down at Randy and say to him, “thank you, not it’s my turn.” Now, it’s time to return the favor. As Randy stands up you begin to get a hold of his shirt and pull it apart like some B rated movie. Buttons are flying everywhere but he doesn’t care. You expose his chest which isn’t nice and chiseled like most guys but what do you care. You and Randy never were the super model types. In his eyes you could be a runway model and in yours, he could be in a fireman’s calendar. Thinking of this sort of makes you laugh because you see the humor in it. You run your hands across his hairy chest and kiss him with every thing you’ve got. Then you begin to unbuckle his pants. As they fall to the floor you can’t help but notice the massive tent that has been formed inside his boxers. His dick is fighting to be released so you help him out. Slowly you pull the material down to finally reveal what you yourself have been longing to see. Randy’s dick! It’s beautiful. Unlike your husband’s it’s got form and shape to it. Massive veins running along its length from base to tip. And a slight ooze of precum is now beginning to erupt from the top like a volcano ready to blow. You lean over and with your tongue you lick the tip of his dick and taste his fluid. Sweet yet salty. But you don’t care. It tastes like honey to you. You open your mouth wider and wider as your take him inside your succulent lips. Up and down sucking his dick like a popsicle on a hot summers day. You go so deep that at one point you actually try to swallow it. Randy has closed his eyes and he tells you that this is the best blow job he’s ever gotten. Your tongue feels like velvet on his sensitive dick. The only time you take it out of your mouth is to lick the underside of his penis and then on down to his balls. Taking each one into your mouth you make Randy moan with pleasure. Again you work your way back up to his throbbing penis and with your hands you slowly begin to jack his dick. Randy places his hands on your head and by running his fingers through your hair he tells you that if you keep that up you’re gonna make him cum. You haven’t been this aroused in years so his statement is like music to your ears. Randy tells you again but you don’t heed his warning. Then all of a sudden you feel his legs clinch and go stiff. His hands are now holding your head down so far on his dick until it feels like the head of it is inside your throat. You feel him twitch and then jerk. And then it happens. He releases a massive load of hot sticky cum in the back of your throat. Shot after shot pulsates through the shaft of his dick and escapes inside your mouth. The one thing you’ve never done is swallow another man’s cum but this time is different. You gulp down what seems like a gallon of his cum. Only a small dribble makes its way out of your mouth and down your lips. Randy still has his eyes closed when you release your grip on his penis and you slowly crawl up onto him. The two of you eye each other and as one final gesture you lick your lips to make sure you get every drop. Showing him how much you appreciate his gift.

You collapse on top of him and that’s where you both lay for a while. You, still feeling the after shocks of your orgasm and him trying to recover from his. He’s got his arms wrapped around you and you’ve got your head relaxing on his chest and all the while you’re playing with his dick. Suddenly you feel it twitch and slowly but surely it springs back to life. You think to yourself, “good, time for round three!” Round one was for me. Round two was for him. And now round three will be an all out battle. It’s time you did what you’ve been waiting to do all your life. Continuing to play with his dick it seems to be harder than before. Randy is laying there thinking to himself that this must be heaven. To have the woman of his dreams laying next to him, naked as the day she was born, playing with his dick. Suddenly the bed moves and all of a sudden Randy opens his eyes to see that Tina has now straddled him. She’s come to rest on his legs and all the while looking dead into Randy’s eyes still playing with his now rigid member. He knows what’s coming next. You slowly lift yourself up and place one hand on his chest for balance you take the other one and position his dick right at the entrance to your sopping wet pussy. Gradually you lower yourself and as his dick makes contact with your pussy you left out a slight moan. You can’t take it anymore so you let yourself go and impale yourself on his dick. It’s like you are a virgin all over again. You pussy is so tight simply because it’s seen little action over the past year or so. Again, when you and your husband have sex it’s over so soon after it begins. You’re breathless and stop moving so you can adjust to this oh so foreign object that is now giving you extreme pleasure. Randy’s hands are on your hips and you can feel his penis throbbing inside you. You readjust yourself and he hits one wall . You try to shift again and he hit’s the other wall. “Oh my God, this feels so good! Why didn’t I do this years ago?” You think to yourself. The two of you begin to move in motion. You raise yourself slightly off his penis then again impale yourself onto it but never once loosing complete contact with him. He’s meeting you on every down stroke with an equally matched up thrust. Randy is thinking to himself that your pussy is making his dick feel like it’s being wrapped in the finest silk in China. That’s just how smooth everything is. His eyes open and the vision of you riding him is incredible. He reaches up and begins playing with your breasts which are bouncing with every motion. Taking your nipples between his fingers you are loving the sensations he’s sending through your body. You lean over and begin kissing him passionately all the while still riding his dick like a cowgirl at a rodeo. You haven’t been made love to like this since before your wedding and this is something you don’t want to end. Breaking the kiss Randy rolls you over so that you’re now flat on your stomach and he’s got the perfect vision of your nicely shaped ass. He grabs your hips and pulls you up on your knees. You know what’s next. It just so happen that being fucked from behind is one of your favorite positions. With one hand on your ass he guides his dick again into your pussy. Your back arches as he begins to slowly and methodically fuck you from behind. Your eyes are closed and all you can think about is one stroke after another this man is taking you to places you’ve never been before. You begin to play with your clit as Randy picks up the pace. Randy continues his assault on you for what seems like 30 minutes until you feel something happening. That strange feeling is starting to come back. But this time it’s different. You’ve masturbated before alone at night and even in the shower but for some strange reason this one seems like the mother of them all. You can tell Randy is close to cumming too because his breathing has become erratic and his strokes are now uncontrollable jerks. But never the less he’s made a promise to himself that he won’t cum until you do. You scream that you are about to cum and that seems to be the fuel on the fire that Randy has been looking for. Now, he’s pounding you with everything he’s got. You can’t stand it. For some strange reason you begin to think to yourself that if your husband could see you now then he’d know how a real man makes love to a woman. Closer and closer you are getting to releasing your juices all over Randy’s dick then you hear him say that he’s about to cum too. He tells you he’s gonna pull out and you scream at him to stay inside you. You want to feel his dick empty itself inside you. Than it happens. You cum in what could be the biggest orgasm of your adult life. All you can do is scream. A scream that can only be rivaled by some B listed actress in a second rate horror flick. At that very moment Randy grabs both your hips and shoots his load deep inside your womb. You feel every spurt and it’s just enough to keep your orgasm going as well. Randy grunts again as another shot of cum leaves his still throbbing dick. As both of your orgasms subside the two of you fall to the bed totally exhausted and dripping with sweat. That was the best fuck of your life and all you can do is sleep. You lay there spooned right next to Randy with his dick still inside you. His arms wrapped tightly around you and you in total bliss as you’ve just been made love to by someone who truly loves you. As you lay there you can feel his cum mixed with yours slowly leaking out of your well fucked pussy. Then you remember that you are not on any birth control and Randy didn’t use a condom. What if you get pregnant? How are you gonna explain that one? At this point you don’t care. Right now you wouldn’t mind carrying Randy’s love child. Then the both of you fall asleep.

Several hours later you wake up with Randy’s arms still wrapped around you. You’ve got a smile on your face like never before. The sunlight is flooding through the window and the birds are chirping outside your window like a scene right out of a Disney movie. Suddenly it hits you. You jump up startled and frantic. “What time is it?” Randy manages to open his eyes long enough to look at his watch. He mumbles to you 11:45. You race to your feet and tell him that your husband is on his way home and that he’s gotta go, now! Randy quickly grabs his clothes and gets dressed. You put on your bath robe and rip the sheets off the bed not wanting your husband to get the slightest hint that you just had sex with another man on the same bed he sleeps on. Randy makes his way to the back door because you tell him that you’ve got nosey neighbors and they might see you walking out the front door. Your driveway is hidden by a number of bushes and small trees. He can get out without anyone ever noticing he was at your house. But before he leaves Randy turns to you and gives you one last kiss. Not as passionate as those during your love making but just enough. He tells you that when ever you need him you know how to reach him. He slips his business card in your hand and on the back is his cell number. You want to cry but can’t. Funny thing is that when you look up at Randy he’s got a tear flowing down his face. He again tells you that he loves you and assures you that what happened last night will remain between the two of you. He knows that he can’t have you all to himself but he’s so grateful to have had you for one night. If the world were to end today he’d die a happy man. He looks you dead in your eyes and says, “I love you Tina.”

After one last embrace the two of you part ways. Randy goes to his car and as you hear the engine start up you shut the door then look out the window as he backs out of the driveway. You sit down at the kitchen table and rest your head in your hands. This time you cry. All you can say is, “I love you too Randy.”

As Randy drives away he turns on the radio in his car and finds some mindless radio station to listen too. Funny thing is that the first song he hears is “As We Lay” by Shirley Murdock. He starts to chuckle and continues down the road. About a block or two from Tina’s house he notices a car coming over the horizon. As he gets closer he realizes it a metallic blue Dodge Magnum. The very same Dodge Magnum Tina told him her husband has. Never really meeting Tina’s husband he slows up and looks out the window. As he approaches the Dodge the driver looks back at him as well. It’s Tina’s husband. Randy recognizes him from several pictures that were back at the house. They make eye contact and you give him the customary head nod which he politely returns not knowing that you just made love to his wife all night long. Randy rides off like a man who’s holding the only winning ticket in the mega-million dollar lottery. But is this the end for him and Tina? Only time will tell.

I sat down and looked at Jamantha, she was still asleep with her legs wide open. I crawled over to her, filling the plugs press against my cunt. I lent down and licked her pussy. My tongue flick expertly over her clit while my fingers teased her ass. Her groans grow louder as my orgasm grown. I stopped licking and mounted her leg, grinding against it, hands gently rubbing her nipples. The plug moved around inside me as I grinded and I came at the same time as Jamantha turned onto her back. I kept grinding against the bask of her leg as my juices wet her and made my pussy slippery.

Amazingly Jamantha was still asleep so I started to finger her ass. She gasped but didn’t stop me so I jammed another finger in moving them around slowly. She loosened up a bit more so I put in another, I moved them around and felt her start to grind against my fingers. I pulled them out and heard an annoyed groan come from Jamantha. Smiling I reached into the box and pulled out a vibrator. I started teasing her ass with it then positioned it at her opening. With one hard push the whole vibrator was taken by her ass.

Jamantha woke with a scream, tears rolling down her face. I moved the vibrator slowly and her scream went from one of pain to one of pleasure. I leave the vibrator in her ass and she moves slightly to make it move. I climb on top of her and started rubbing my plugged pussy against her empty one. I fall forward onto Jamantha, kissing her neck and stroking her breast. Our bodies spasm into climax as we lay with our arms around each other.

I pulled the plug out and put it into the box. Out of it I pulled a long, double ended dildo. I pushed as much of it - about 7.5 inches - and started pumping my cunt with it. Jamantha pulled the vibrator out of her cunt and throw it away, she closed her hand around mine, stopping the attack on my cunt. She wriggled into the same position as we were in last night, this time with the dildo connecting us.

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We moved furiously for a couple minutes, the dildo sliding in and out of us but we were to tired to cum. We lay there panting for a few moments, leg entwined and dildo in place. I turned my head toward my computer and noticed that my web cam was on.

I disentangled myself from Jamantha, who was watching the end of last nights movie. I sit down at the computer and turned on the screen. A MSN window is still open. I suddenly remember last night before the party I was talking to Greg.

Shit I said he’s seen everything. fuck shit crap the mics ion. He’s heard everything. At that every second my phone went off. The txt was from Greg ‘I saw everything and I want in next time’. I sit down next to Jamantha and give her the phone. Her eyes light up as she reads the txt. She passes it back to me nodding.

I send a txt back. ‘when can you come round’?

 coments welcome at airforce_sis@hotmail.com

The End
 

The next morning her mom left for work Emily and Julie were off from school so they were home alone.  When Julie woke up Emily was waiting in the kitchen for her.

“I wanted to aske you some thing” Emily said as Julie walked in.

 

“What is it Emily” answered Julie.

 

“Well last night I herd strange noises coming from moms room so I snuck out side and looked in her window” Emily stops for a second “and I saw mom naked rubbing her breasts and vagina and sticking her finger inside herself and after I saw this I started to get a wet spot on my pajamas and I felt really weird I just want to know what was going on”

 

“Mom was masturbating she did this because she really misses dad because know he can’t give her sex so she has to pleasure herself and you got et because you were horny” answered Julie “do you have any more questions.”

 

“No” answered Emily confusingly.

 

“Do you want feel really good” asked Julie.

 

“Umm….sure I guess” answered Emily

 

“Then take you cloths off and sit on the table with you legs spread” demanded Julie.

 

Emily strips down and sits on the table and watches her sister undress this makes her feel weird again and she notices the table is wet below her.  Julie walks over and starts to touch her still developing breast Emily moans quietly in pleasure as Julie start to suck on her nipple and work her way down to her vagina. When she get to her vagina she stops and tell her sister to call it her pussy instead.  Then she starts to suck on her pussy moving her toung up and down over the slit then she pulled her pussy lips apart and licked clit this made Emily almost jump with pleasure.  Julie kept licking until Emily felt really weird and shot a stream of white liquid in Julie’s mouth Julie swallowed it and explained to her what an orgasm is.

Then she told Emily to stand up then she sat down and told Emily to lick her pussy Emily did until Julie came and shot cum all over Emily’s face then she kissed Emily and licked it all off as she finished licking it off they heard the front door open and noticed it was the time their mom usually got home.

and she said wow

and than are mom pulled up so we turn the compture off and i went to my room all night i was thinking about incest like what it would be like to fuck my sister.

and than long about mid-night there was a knock on the door i said come in and it was my sister.

than she walked over and set down on the bed and she said can we talk

i said ok

ashely looked at me and said can i see your cock please.

i just want to see it one time.

and all i could say was ok.

so i got up and got naked and my dick pop out

ashely said wow cool its huge.

she said may i touch it.

i was like ok.

she put her hand around my dick and started going up and down on it.

and than ashely said lets fuck.

she got up got naked and jumped right on me

i was like god this feels good and we fucked for like an hour and than i said ashely i,m going to cum

she got off me and grab me dick and started jacking me off

and than i shot the biggest load in the air i had ever shot.

        One day in fifth grade we were in my room, playing video games and listening to music.  We had finished a game when she said, “Beth,” not looking at me.  She seemed embarrassed about something. 

 

        “Yeah?” I answered.

       

        “Uh, do you ever touch yourself…you know…down there?”

 

        “Huh?  What are you talking about?’

     

        “You know, inside your panties, do you ever touch yourself there?”

       

        “Well, I guess so.  I mean, I take baths and stuff and I have to wash.”

       

        “I don’t mean that.  Do you ever touch it just for fun…just to make it feel good?  Does it feel good when you wash it?”

          

        Actually, she was sorta weirding me out.  “I dunno; I guess so.  Never really noticed.  Why?”

 

        “I do.”  She was speaking really softly, like she was afraid someone would hear.  “It feels really good, sorta makes me feel tingly and out of breath.  Does it feel good when you touch your button?”

       

        “What button?”

 

        She was beginning to lose patience.  Sara is a really good friend, but she can be bossy and impatient sometimes.  “Oh jeez, you don’t know anything!  Here, let me show you.”  And she began to lower her shorts. 

 

        “Sara!” I exclaimed, “you aren’t going to take off your pants right here, are you?” 

 

        “Well sure; you’re so dumb you won’t understand unless I show  you.”

  

        And she did.  She pulled her shorts right down, and the little white panties followed, and there I was, looking at her little pink cunny.  I had never seen anyone’s cunny but mine, and I hadn’t actually looked at mine much.  It was sorta cute, looked a little like a pink peach. 

 

        “Here, see, here’s my button,” and she pulled open the top of her cunny.  Sure enough, a little knob was sticking out there.

       

        “That’s it?  That’s all you were talking about?”  I wasn’t impressed.

 

        She grinned.  “Yeah, but watch.”  She started touching herself, not right on her button, but sorta around and below it, just tickling herself on other parts of her cunny.  And a couple of times she closed her eyes, obviously enjoying it.  Soon, though, she moved up and began circling the button with her fingers, and sure enough, she began to breathe more quickly and more heavily.  When she finally began to rub and push right on the button, she really panted and jerked, and finally let out a deep sigh and lay back on the bed.  It sure looked like she enjoyed it.

       

        “Oh wow, that was nice.  See?”  Well yeah, I did see, and it did look like she had fun.  “Why don’t you try it?” 

 

        I was afraid that my mom would come up and catch us, and also afraid that maybe I wouldn’t do it right and Sara would laugh at me.  She did stuff like that sometimes.  “Maybe later.  Mom might catch us.”  She pulled up her pants and we went back to playing video games and didn’t say any more about it.

 

        That night, though, I thought about it again when I was taking my bath.  For the first time, I noticed that it did feel good when I washed my cunny, and I guess I washed it a little longer and more thoroughly than usual.  After I rinsed off, I decided to do what Sara had done and see if it felt good for me, too.  I started touching myself, just using my whole hand and stroking my cunny really lightly, like petting a puppy.  She was right, it did feel sorta tingly, like something was tickling me inside my stomach.  I let a couple of fingers run through my little slit, and that felt good, too.  I was going to like this. 

   

Finally I moved my fingers up and touched my button, and I gasped and sorta jumped in the water.  Wow, did that feel good!  I can’t exactly describe it, but I wanted to do it lots more, and I did.  I began to massage it like she did, circling my fingers around it and sorta sneaking up on it, rubbing back and forth on the sides.  I tried pushing it side to side, and by that time I was really panting.  I started rubbing it really hard, and in another minute or so the tingles got really strong, like I got shocked, and my legs trembled.  Golly, it felt good!

   

        Of course, after doing it that once, I started doing it a lot, and I found other things that felt good.  Sometimes I would take some of my skin lotion and rub it on and just play with my cunny without touching the little button.  That way I could do it a long time and it just kept feeling good.  And I experimented and found out that I could put a finger into my little trickle hole and wiggle it around.  That felt good, too, but in a different way.  Sometimes that would make me really tingle.  And of course, when Sara and I reached puberty and started to grow titties, we could play with them, too.  Sometimes we did it together, and I think those were the nicest times.

   

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        A year or more later we were doing it in her room when no one else was home.  We were naked, facing each other on her bed, touching ourselves and seeing who could cum first.  “Beth,” she said.  Long pause when I didn’t answer ‘cause I was busy.  “What if we touched each other?” 

    

I was already breathing pretty fast, not paying much attention, but I did catch the “each other.”  Any other time I probably would have said no, but right then I was turned on and the idea of a different kind of touching was pretty exciting.  I didn’t answer, but moved over close to her and put my hand on her right titty.  It was pretty little, of course, like mine, but it felt all warm and squooshy and interesting in my hand.  Her little nipple was all hard, and I played with it the way I like to play with mine.  Just for a moment she stopped playing with her pussy (an older girl had told us to call it that), closed her eyes, bit at her lip, and began breathing even harder.  I felt her tremble, and reached over to stroke the other titty.  She leaned into my hands, pressing her tits into them, and it wasn’t long before she was gasping.  “Touch my clitty.  Please.”  The girl had told us what to call the little button, too.

  

        I moved a hand down between her legs and touched her pussy the way we both liked, gently stroking and teasing toward her clitty.  As I touched it she grabbed my hand and pushed on it, making me rub the little knob really hard.  In just a few seconds she began to push her pussy toward me repeatedly in the hardest orgasm either of us had yet had.  My hand was very wet.

       

        She just lay back panting hard for a little while, her body still jerking occasionally.  “Wow.”  Another twitch or two.  “Wow.  We should have done that before.  Give me just a moment more and I’ll do you.”  I was panting almost as much as she was.  It was really exciting to touch someone else that way, and I went back to working my own pussy with a vengeance. 

    

        “Here, let me do that.”  She pushed my hand away and began stroking me as I had done her, gently, but touching it all over.  “Feels different when someone else touches it, doesn’t it?”  I wanted her to touch my clitty but decided to wait til she chose to do it.  It wasn’t long til she did, rubbing it hard.  Then she surprised me, leaning over to lick my left titty and suck on the nipple.  Just a few seconds and that was all for me.  I began bouncing on the bed like a trampoline artist, panting furiously.  It felt like my whole body was on fire, and I just closed my eyes and let it happen. 

    

        “Wow yourself,” I finally told her.  “It was already feeling good, but when you sucked on my titty my body just went nuts.”

    

        “Yeah, I thought you would like that.  I wanted you to feel as good as I did.”

    

        We lay back on the bed together, gently touching each other all over, really not in a sexual way, just caresses.  But even that sent those little charges through our bodies.  It was a really nice afternoon til we heard her mom come in and had to dress quickly.

   

        It was a couple of years later, summer after eighth grade, I believe,  and we were walking home from the park.  “Beth,” she said quietly, “have you ever let a boy touch you?” 

  

        I didn’t have to ask what she meant.  By that time we had touched a lot.  “Golly no, have you?”

 

        “Well, remember a few weeks ago when we had the swimming party at Jeff’s house?  Bret Tate was looking awfully cute that day, and after we swam a while we sneaked into the house and ducked into a closet to make out.  We had been going a while and got pretty hot, and he sorta slowly slid his hand up and touched my titty.”

 

        “Gosh, what did you do?”

 

        “Why, I let him do it, of course.  No boy had ever touched me that way, and I thought it might be fun.”

  

        I was not too sure what I thought about this.  “So how did it feel?”

    

        “Well, he didn’t know what to do.  I think it’s the first time he ever touched a titty.  He just sorta sneaked up on it and when he found out I wouldn’t stop him he just grabbed it and squeezed a little.  Not so hard that it hurt, but he didn’t caress it and tease it the way you do.”  Her voice got even quieter.  “And that’s not all.”

    

        “Oh jeez, Sara, what else?  C’mon, don’t hold out on me.”

   

        Quieter.  “See, I knew he had a hard-on; I could see the way he was squirming around, trying to get it situated right.  And I just couldn’t resist.  I never touched one before, so I moved my hand down and touched it.  Actually, sorta wrapped my fingers around it, as much as I could through his suit.”

 

        “Omigod, Sara, what did it feel like?”

 

        “Well, it was really straight and stiff.  I couldn’t imagine having something like that in my pants.  I squeezed it a little bit, and it was really weird.  Like, it’s really soft and smooth on the outside, but when you squeeze a little, it’s really hard on the inside.  And it’s like the skin on the outside isn’t connected or something.  I’m probably not saying it right, but when I moved it around a little bit he seemed to like it, so I kept doing that.”

 

        “Omigod.”  I just couldn’t imagine touching a boy’s thing, especially when it was hard.  We had been taught a little about that in sex ed, but they really don’t teach you that part.  I was very quiet a little while, thinking about it.  “So what happened then?”

 

        “Well, we were still kissing – he really is a good kisser – and feeling each other, and after a while he sorta jerked a few times.  I think he came in his swim suit.  It seemed like that embarrassed him, ‘cause he stopped after that and wanted to go back to the party.”

    

        “Wow, Sara.”  I just didn’t know what to say.  I thought about that the rest of the way home, trying to imagine what it would be like to hold a guy’s thing.  Just couldn’t get it out of my mind. 

 

        A few weeks later I was walking home from town and met Jeff.  He and I had liked each other for several months and made out some, so when we got to my house I asked him if he wanted to come in for a soda.  I knew my mom would be out for the afternoon and I was thinking about what Sara had said and feeling sorta naughty.  I wanted to find out for myself.

 

        We sat in the kitchen and talked for a while, you know, the usual stuff, and I asked him if he had ever seen my room.  Subtle?  Well, maybe not, but it was the best I could do.  So we went up and I showed him my game system (his is better) and my CD collection (mine is better) and we talked a little more and sorta ran out of topics.  Finally I decided to dive right into it and see what happened.

 

        “Jeff,” I asked him, “this may seem sorta weird, but have you ever seen a girl naked?”  He turned a bright shade of red and sorta stammered.  Finally shook his head.  “Would you like to?”  His eyes brightened and he nodded.  “One thing, though.  If I take my clothes off, you have to take yours off, too.”  Well, that got him.  He wanted to see me, but he was too shy to undress, too.

  

        “C’mon, Jeff, it won’t hurt you.  I’ve never seen a boy naked, either, and I want to.  C’mon.”  To encourage him, I unbuttoned my shorts and began to raise my t-shirt.  He was hooked and began to raise his shirt, too.  I was not wearing a bra, so his eyes were soon bugging out at my tits, which were, and still are, a bit small, but round and very nicely shaped. 

     

He was dawdling, though.  “Jeff, get the shorts off, or I’ll put my shirt back on and we’ll forget it.”  I knew why he was dawdling.  He had a hard-on and he didn’t want me to see it.  “Do it, Jeff,” and I reached for my shirt again.  Finally he gave up and let them drop, and I could see the tent in his underwear.  God, even that was exciting to me!  I dropped my shorts, too, letting him see my white panties with the pink butterflies.  He stared straight at my crotch, even though he really wasn’t seeing much more than he would if I had my swimsuit on.  I think he could see the outline of my slit, though.

        

“OK, Jeff, we’re down to our underwear.  Let’s do this together.  Ready?  One, two, three,” and we both dropped our underwear to the floor and stared at the other.  By that age we both had just a little wispy pubic hair, but he could see my pussy just about as well as I could see his hard penis.  I was fascinated by it.  It just stood there proudly, pointing up and out and bobbing a bit as the blood pulsed (I didn’t know that then).  I really wanted to touch it. 

   

His eyes were glued to my body, too, and he couldn’t decide whether to look at my tits or my pussy.  He wanted to touch, too, and we were both breathing more quickly.  I smiled at him.  “Well, what do you think?” I asked him.  “Do you like what you see?” 

    

“You’re beautiful,” he told me.  “I never knew a girl could be so beautiful.  Wow.”  He just kept staring.

    

I walked over close and kissed him.  “You’re beautiful, too, Jeff.  Would you like to touch me?”  He nodded.  “Come over and sit on the bed.  You can touch me where you like.  Just be gentle.”  When he sat down, I stood in front of him and took his hand and laid it on my titty, showing him how to caress it and play with the nipple.  He learned quickly and soon was starting to get me heated up.

 

“May I touch, too?” I asked.  He looked down at his erection as if he had just remembered it, and probably that was true.  But he had conquered the embarrassment. 

  

“Sure,” he told me.  “Want me to show you how, too?”  He was definitely getting the idea of this thing.

 

“Yeah, OK.”  He took my hand and showed me how to rim the head and stroke that really sensitive place just below it.  Also how to lift his balls and squeeze them gently.  Then he put my hand around his cock and showed me how hard to squeeze it and how to move my hand up and down to give him pleasure.  After a couple of minutes, I saw that he was getting really excited, and I wanted more, too.

   

“Jeff, I’m ready for you to touch me at the other place.”  That was the fun part.  I just couldn’t wait to see how it would feel to have a boy touch my pussy.  I sat down, opened my legs wide and showed him how to stroke lightly all around my pussy and tease me.  Then I made his finger touch my vagina and let it slip through my slit, up and down, to make it really slick.  This was feeling good!  I let him do that for a while, then showed him my clit.  I had him circle it gently and move some of my juices there for lubrication, then told him to rub it, back and forth, side to side, getting more juice, pushing on it, going back to my vagina.  I even had him push his finger a little ways inside me.  God, it felt good!  I was panting and really getting close.  And during all of this I had kept jacking his penis and he was getting pretty  excited, too.

  

I won the race and bounced up and down on the bed against his hand as I had my orgasm.  He was pushing his cock hard against my hand and trying his best to come, and just a minute or so later it happened.  He began to shoot out white stuff, three, four, five times, getting it all over his front and my hand.  Very warm and sticky stuff.  It was fascinating to watch it shoot and just as fascinating to feel his penis going soft afterwards.  I just kept holding it.    

 

When it was over, we just sat there, still touching each other’s genitals, amazed at the experience and not sure what to do next.  “Jeez, that was wonderful, Beth,” he told me.  “I never did that before.”

 

“I haven’t, either, Jeff.  It was great.  “Don’t you want to kiss me?”  He grinned and leaned over, giving me a hug and a good long kiss with plenty of tongue.  This boy could kiss, too.  “Guess we’d better clean up,” I told him. 

  

I got a warm washcloth and we cleaned up each other.  He kept staring at my body.  “Wow, you’re pretty,” he said several times.  He washed my pussy far longer than it really needed, but I didn’t complain.  And my eyes didn’t leave that lovely penis, either.  As I washed it, it began to stiffen a bit.  I really wanted to jack him off again, but I didn’t.  On impulse, though, I leaned down and gave it a quick kiss.  Don’t know why.  That was a wonderful afternoon, too.

  

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I guess it was near the end of our soph year when Sara called one Sunday afternoon.  “Hey, can you come over?” 

  

Well, I was just bummin’ around, so I told her, “Sure, I guess.  Be over in a few minutes.”

 

When I got there she was waiting for me and took me straight to her room, closing the door.  “What’s the big secret?” I asked her.

  

She was talking almost in a whisper.  “I did it.”

   

“Did what?”

 

“I did it,” she repeated.  “I did IT!”

 

“Omigod, Sara, you don’t mean it!  Who?  Where?  When?  Omigod.  How did it feel?  Tell me everything.”  Well yeah, I guess I was a little excited.

  

“Yeah, I’ll tell you if you’ll shut up.  I’ve gotta tell somebody and who’s my best friend?”  I zipped my lips and sat quietly.

 

“It was last night.  Rich and I went to an early movie, then drove out to the old quarry.”  Rich was her current steady and the old quarry was everyone’s favorite make-out place.  “We were going at it pretty heavy, had our pants off and everything, and we were both pretty heated up.  I was jacking him and he had a finger in me, and when he wanted to go all the way I just couldn’t say no.” 

 

“Wow, what did it feel like?  Was it good?”

  

“Well, he was sorta in a hurry, afraid someone would drive up and catch us, so we couldn’t do it very long.  But it felt nice.”

 

“Did it hurt?”

 

“No.  You know I broke my cherry a long time ago with that dildo, and his cock isn’t any bigger than that.  But it didn’t feel like the dildo.  It felt really hot inside me.  I didn’t know it would feel hot like that.  And it was alive.  A real live cock, not just a piece of rubber.”

 

“Did you cum?

 

“No, we stopped too soon, but it was still nice.  I’m glad I did it.”

 

Well, you know where we are headed here.  After Sara lost her virginity I began to want to do it, too.  Only problem was, I didn’t have a steady and I didn’t want to do it with just any guy off the street.  I could only give up my virginity once and wanted it to be meaningful in at least a small way.   

 

I finally decided on Jeff.  We had stayed good friends and dated occasionally, and it seemed sorta fitting that the boy who had first seen me naked should be the one who took my cherry.  I wanted to plan this carefully, and it would not be done in the back of a car.  It would be in my bedroom, on a clean bed, and I would find a time when we would not be hurried and afraid of being caught.  I was a little nervous, though; I had not broken my hymen like Sara had, so it was going to hurt some.  Oh well, other girls survived it, and I was sorta pleased that Jeff would actually be able to see the evidence.

 

It took a couple of months to find a Saturday afternoon when my parents would be safely out of town all day.  I talked with Jeff a few days before and told him what I had in mind, and he was so sweet.  He took me in his arms and gave me the gentlest, most tender kiss I have ever had.  “Thank you,” he said, “we’ll make this something to remember.”  Jeff was not a virgin, so I knew that he would know what to do.

    

That afternoon, I showered, brushed my hair so that it almost glowed, and put on just the tiniest dab of perfume.  Then came the sexiest little frilly bra you ever saw, with a matching frilly thong that my Mom didn’t know I owned.  God, I felt sexy!  When I finished dressing I looked into the mirror and saw that my face was flushed with excitement.  I couldn’t wait.

  

Jeff was right on time, and I could see that he was freshly scrubbed and excited, too.  He took me into his arms and gave me a sweet, leisurely kiss just full of promise.  We strolled to my room with arms around each other, and I swear, I was in love.  I felt so good!  Guess Jeff did, too; he was already hard.

 

When we reached my room he took me into his arms and kissed me again, a much longer and more passionate kiss this time.  My heart was already racing and I was trembling with excitement.  “Let’s undress each other,” he suggested.  “Slowly.”

 

He leaned over and kissed me again, a little light kiss, as he unbuttoned my blouse and slipped it off.  I was unbuttoning his shirt, too, finishing almost the same time, and slipped his t-shirt off, too.  I think he just about blew a gasket when he saw my bra.  That little frilly thing lifted my little breasts (which didn’t need lifting) without concealing much.  He was very hard, squirming and smiling.

 

We did much the same with our pants and then stood there, admiring each other and remembering the last time we did this.  His tent was larger this time, though.  “My turn,” he said, as he kissed me again and reached behind me to unhook the bra.  I was visibly trembling at this point, but not because of cold or fright.  I wanted him so badly. 

 

He lowered the bra very slowly, almost teasing himself as my breasts came into view, then leaned over and tenderly kissed each nipple.  I was wet and already felt that I was about to cum.  Only the underwear remained.  “Shall we do it like last time?” he asked quietly.  I smiled and nodded, and we whispered, “One, two, three” as we dropped them together.

 

And like the last time, we stood and admired each other.  His body was gorgeous:  trim, cleanly muscled, fit and ready.  As before, I stood and stared at his cock, tall and beautiful, saluting my body as only it can.  Jeff was looking at me the same way, and I saw a generous drop of pre-cum form on the tip.  He was ready, too.  I knelt down and kissed the head, sipping that drop, then gently urged him to the bed. 

 

We lay for a few minutes, kissing and caressing bodies, playing with genitals, loving.  “I want to taste you,” he told me. 

 

“I want to taste you, too.”  I moved over him into 69 position and took his cock into my mouth.  It tasted so sweet and warm and alive.  I very slowly moved my hand up and down the shaft as I laved my tongue about the head, sipping and sucking.  His movements told me that I was doing what he wanted.

 

Meanwhile, he was doing wonderful things to my pussy.  At first, his tongue just flicked lightly, touching and licking my outer lips and inner thighs, teasing me.  He kissed all around it, tickling it with his tongue, finally planting a very wet one right on my slit, sliding his tongue up and down.  I was not far from orgasm. 

 

I slipped off him and turned around.  “Now, Jeff, please.  I want you to go inside me, take my cherry, love me all the way.”  I was almost delirious. 

 

He reached over, quickly slid on a condom, and poised himself over me.  As he kissed me, I felt him position his cock at my entrance, and as he pressed down, I felt my hymen stretch, then resist.  “Are you ready, sweetheart?” 

 

I could only gasp.  “Do it.”  He kissed me hard, sucking and battling with his tongue, then pushed strongly forward.  I felt my cherry tear with a very sharp pain, then I was filled as never before.  I didn’t cry out, but my eyes were full of tears, not only for the pain, but because I had just become a woman and would never forget the moment. 

 

Once he was inside, he stopped, allowing me a breather and time to adjust.  Slowly he began to move in and out, going deeper each time.  The pain went away.  Soon he was completely in, stroking me powerfully, and I was panting uncontrollably.  “Ogodogodogod, Jeff, it’s so wonderful.  Ogod,” I gasped, “Oh.”  I began to push back to him on each stroke, and it was heaven.  He was kissing me and whispering sweet things and I was crying because it was too wonderful to be real. 

 

“Sweetheart, I’m awfully close.  How’re you doing?”

 

“Almost there, Jeff; it’s starting…NOW!!!”  I slammed into him as hard as I could, my pussy grabbing and squeezing him as orgasm claimed my body.  Over and over I pushed, and soon he grunted and jerked in his own moment of bliss.  For a little while we were animals, lost in the throes of the ecstasy that we shared.  I held him and crushed his body to mine, wanting us as close as possible in this most intimate of moments.             

 

Finally our bodies began to calm, and he kissed me once more before moving off to lie beside me and hold me close.  Neither of us could speak for a while.  I, at least, was simply overwhelmed.  Finally I raised up onto an elbow and kissed him.  “Thank you, Jeff.  I don’t think any woman ever felt more love as she surrendered her virginity.  I really will remember it the rest of my life.”

 

“I know,” was all he said, but I saw a small tear in his eye, too. 

 

We lay there cuddling for a long time, a half hour or more, speaking little, absorbing what just happened to us.  I believe it was special to him, too.  I hope so.