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Fun in the car
This is a true story about me and my friends sister. it all started last year i was driven home from work when i had a text it was her she wanted pickin up from school. so i went to collect her see came out i never really noticed her b4 but wow she had a short skirt on the legs were great, he top had a few butoons at the top missin, she got in my car and as she did i saw she had no knickers on, my cock went hard as a rock i think she noticed. she leaned over me to talk to some one and started to rub my cock, then she said drive some were. so i started to drive to a place i know, as i was driven she was rubbin my cock i couldnt take much more. she pulled my cock out and sucked my cock, she was a born cock sucker. when i pulled up she was still suckin my cock and was goin to cummin she jus
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The Artifact-part 4
The next free weekend I locked myself in my apartment and room, and lay down to have some more nasty fun. I felt quite relaxed, and my peter needed to be relieved. I went through the beginning process, and found myself standing in the incredible hallway of pleasure.
I walked liesurely down the hallway for quite some distance before stopping at a door title of interest. It read, 'Excentric billionaire training female cocksuckers.'
The idea appealed to me and I stepped inside, and looked around. I indicated 24 hours duration, and closed the door. The familiar anteroom was there, and when I opened the door at the end of the room...everything about this destination became known to me.
At once I understood what was going on here, and my role as owner and operator o
I would pay them one million dollars at the end of ninety days, and not before, if they opened themselves completely to my influence, and the training of my large staff of experts, to be conditioned to suck pecker and eat semen compulsively, and irreversibly, an addiction that would be permanent for the rest of their lives.
I walked into the main training area and my staff gathered around me to give me the lastest progress reports, and fill me in on the newest, and most effective brainwashing techniques. This facility was state of the art, with no equal anywhere in the world.
At present there were twenty attractive women being conditioned, and they were in various stages of addiction. I went into my large office and told my assistant to bring in the newest recruit for indoctrination. I always enjoyed these intro conversations...It was quite embarrassing for the women, who had never indulged in giving oral sex before.
The huge sum of money offered them, however, broke every barrier of shyness and embarrassment. I sat at my desk and a very pretty woman age thirty five walked in, and stood looking at me.
She had a tight skirt, and a perfect ass. "Sit please," I offered, as I stood up and walked around to her. She sat in a comfortable lounge chair, and crossed her pretty legs.
"So you want to become a cocksucker for one million dollars?," I smiled at her, leaning against the desk. She blushed terribly, and recrossed her legs and cleared her throat. "I...ah...well...ah...", she couldn't seem to verbalize her meaning. Finally she looked down and said..."Yes, thats correct."
I grinned at her in a friendly manner..."Theres no need to be ashamed Julie...if you complete the training you will be a very rich woman." She shifted again and looked directly at me..."It's worth it to me..", she managed..."I can't even imagine that much money...and just for doing oral copulation."
"Have you ever sucked cock before?", I quizzed, standing over her now. She looked up and sighed..."No I haven't...but I've fantasized about it many times." "We will train you completely," I continued, "in the end you will greatly enjoy eating dick and swallowing cum." She blushed again and licked her lips.
"Alright the process begins now," I said sternly, "Now tell me Julie...what are you?" She looked up and down again..."You mean...", she uncrossed her legs..."I...I'm a cocksucker!", she gushed looking shyly at me. I grinned at her..."No, not yet...",I murmered as I took her chin in my hand, "but you will be."
"Before we begin your training Julie I want to show you something." I moved very close to her and my crouch was a few inches from her face. She looked at my zipper blankly. I reached down and unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick, which was beginning to harden from our conversation.
I peeled back the foreskin and touched her lips with it..."Open your mouth Julie," I whispered, holding the back of her head firmly. She parted her lips and my dick was dripping on her blouse as I pushed it in her mouth. She just sat there and let me shove my meat in her mouth, but she didn't suck it.
I slowly fucked her mouth looking at the top of her head. "Ah Julie semen is good for you...it's got so many good nutrients." Julie nodded her head a bit and grunted. "Umg..huh..", was all I heard as I slowly porked her pretty mouth. I pulled my dick out again and looked down at her..."Tell me what you are Julie," I grunted. She licked her lips and swallowed. "I'm a cocksucker...", she whispered, "a dirty cocksucker."
"You're a good cocksucker!, I said cheerfully, and we will teach you to like doing it all the time and eating large amounts of semen. Having my peter in your mouth is a good start Julie", now we will begin your journey toward the one million dollars. I pushed a button and a female assistant came in. She waited for me to speak.
"I fucked Julie's mouth just a bit and she did very well...begin her full training now, she's a bit shy at the moment." The assistant came over, smiled, and took Julie's arm and led her away. "Just put yourself in our hands hon", she said,..."you'll like eating cum...when we're through with you. They left the room and I put my dick back in my pants and zipped up.
I went to the main training cubicles to view the prospective millionaires being put through their conditioning phases. The first cubicle was being used to train Lindsey...a very pretty brunette.
Lindsey had her panties off and was sitting on a special fuck penis, and was being conditioned to adjust to the taste of semen. A glass of cum sat in front of her. She still had her blouse on and a special bowl was beneath her face in the event of vomiting.
Although the women were given anti nausea drugs, they sometimes vomited from the taste and idea of eating male ejaculate.
This was normal, and in time, while they were brought to orgasm by the vibrating rubber penis inside them, they began to associate swallowing the tangy cream with great pleasure. This process took weeks but in the end by use of special conditioning drugs, they were eventually able to drink one third of a glass of fresh cum, and greatly enjoy the taste and consistancy.
We had hundreds of male semen donors, constantly jacking off into collection containers, to keep our trainees well fed. When the women reached the point where they could gulp down the one third glass of cum and enjoy it...they were ready for the horse semen.
This required a complete new adjustment, when we informed them of the type of semen they would be eating, and often resulted in more retching, but soon they were able to drink the large volume of horsecum while yelling in pleasure as globs of horse jazz dribbled from their mouth.
The special drugs that were used soon addicted the humiliated trainees to an intense need to eat cum of any kind. The rubber dicks fucked in and out of their wet cunts driving them into a frenzy of orgasm, and the nurses saw to it that plenty of semen was supplied to them to satisfy their needs.
When a trainee was highly addicted to eating semen her next phase of training began. Sitting on the same dildo device, the women were presented with erect male cocks to suck, one on each side. Sucking two cocks produced intense orgasms in the women, who gulped down the ejaculate deposited in their mouth from either side.
The women were called 'cocksucker' constantly while eating dick...so that they were driven to a very intense orgasm hearing these humiliating epithets, while having their mouths filled with thick salty scum.
Soon the trainees were sucking off ten or twenty males at one time...and eating the hot seminal fluid, having gone over the edge of the limits of their own self image.
They were cocksuckers clearly and simply. Next the women began hynotic conditioning...to insure that they continued on with their oral fetish after their payment and release. They would be permanently imprinted with an irresistible craving...the intense need to suck every peter that they could wrap their lips around.
They would be highly addicted to sucking black cock, in general, and unwashed dicks inparticular. They would seek out cocks to suck day and night, and could never be satisfied no matter how many loads of thick slime they swallowed.
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One trainee, Lucy, was ready to leave and to collect her one million dollar reward. I always enjoyed this moment, and made sure I got a good blowjob before they were released.
Lucy sat in a small cubicle wearing a tight business suit, and her face was beautiful as she looked up at me. I walked in and closed the door. My crouch was a few inches from her pretty face. "Well Lucy you're ready to collect your money and leave us...but before you do I need relief...you know what I mean don't you?"
She became nervous and licked her lips repeatedly looking at the bulge in my pants two inches from her mouth. She started to squirm and breath very hard and tremble a bit. I unzipped my fly and pulled out my hard pecker. She began to lick her lips even more and soon could not control herself.
She grabbed my dick and started to shove it in her pretty mouth. I pulled back and chastized her...holding my dick just out of range. She had a puzzled look on her face as she looked up at me. "You'll have to beg me you little cocksucker", I grunted wickedly, and I slapped her mouth with my stiff dick.
She groaned and twitched and began to masterbate herself as I rubbed my wet pisshole over her mouth. "You beg me you dirty little cocksucker or you won't finish in the money!" I was greatly enjoying her humiliation and looked down grinning sarcastically as she pleaded with me. "You know I need to suck that peter", she groaned, "oh fuck, fuck, fuck."
"Please, please let me suck your pecker off, please I know I'm a nasty cocksucker and I know you have to embarrass me." "I need to eat your fucking dickwad...please call me dickwad while you fuck my mouth...I've got to eat dick several times a day thanks to your training. Please just let me suck your pisshole and taste your urine....please fuck my mouth!"
I stroked my pecker and looked down at her..."Open wide dickwad...heres lunch!" She opened mouth widely, her eyes squinted in pleasure as I jacked off over her tongue. She was groaning and moaning as I shot a thick glob of dick snot over her tongue and face.
I pumped again and again squirting hot cum on her tongue and soon it filled her mouth to overflowing. She looked up at me moaning, her mouth wide open and full of cum. "Umph...uggh..ulp", was the only sound she could make and I nodded at her. She gulped the hot tangy glue down swallowing several times as she ate the whole mess.
I emptied my balls over her tongue and she ate it all going into an intense orgasm as she gulped. Soon she was finished and my pecker hung limply by her mouth.
"Good fucking blowjob Lucy...you fucking cunt...you cocksucking little bitch!" She licked her lips and looked up at me satisfied and exhausted. "Ok girl...go get your money, it's over!" I stepped out of the stall and she got up and left still licking her lips. She collected her one million dollars, and is now a rich woman.
She would, however, have to satisfy her disgusting habit on a regular basis...but with that kind of money I think she could live it it.
The session was near an end and I returned to the anteroom until I was propelled back to my bed. I slept exhausted for eight hours after this journey. It took that much out of me. It's good to know there are a lot of pretty cocksuckers out there looking for lunch...and I was partly responsible.
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How Janet Became A Whore
                  HOW JANET BECAME A WHORE
                                        by Dick Inkum
      I was in big trouble. I was not quite fifteen and standing before the judge with charges of drug possession and burglary against me. My boyfriend, who was seventeen, had already been sentenced and would be in for seven years.
     After the evidence was all presented, my attorney and the prosecutor approached the bench. A deal had been made. I was to be released to a Mr. X, whom the court would appoint as guardian. The attorn     "Now Janet" the judge began, "you are being given an opportunity to avoid incarceration. Mr. X is going to take responsibility for you, but you must follow his rules and directions. You will be employed and the court will monitor your earnings. Half of them will be held in an escrow account for you until you reach the age of majority. At that time you can make your own decision about your future. At the same time, Mr. X will be under no obligation to provide for you after that time.      Is that understood?"      It was. I accepted. And that's how I became a whore.      Mr. X came to the front of the court room, signed some papers and came to me. He put his arm around me. He introduced himself as Alex and said I would be well cared for and have an exciting life. I had to get my things together. I had few clothes and no possessions. All I previously owned was stolen property, right down to my underwear. Well, I kept that.     Mr. X took me out of the courthouse and into his car. He drove to a part of town with a lot of small shops .He parked in an alley and we went in a doorway between shops and up stairs. The door was marked "X Enterprises". We went upstairs to a room that was an office-living room combination. A lady was behind the desk.     "Anna, this is Janet, the one I told you about coming from court. She has no clothes. Take her shopping tomorrow but don't spend too much. You know what she needs" Mr. X said. Anna nodded.    "Oh, and get her hair done" he added, then spoke to me.     "Janet, Anna will show you around, and where you'll be sleeping. You'll meet some other girls" he said.      Other girls? It suddenly struck me that I was in a whore house! I was no virgin, but I'd never thought of selling my cunt. I'd heard the that whores had to do wierd things too. I didn't want to whip people or pee on them or anything like that. I didn't want to be fucked by fat old men.    Anna and I walked down the hall where there were several empty bedrooms, to some smaller rooms with two or three small beds in each. Some of these were occupied.    Anna stopped by one of these and Introduced me to Claire. She was about eighteen or nineteen and not especially good looking, but had an athletic body.     Anna told me that Claire would be my big sister. She'd watch over me and I could go to her with any problems. She'd also advise me on hygene and make-up and daily life around here.     We next went to room 5. There was no one else there at the time. Anna pointed to the bed at the far wall and said it was mine. The rack and and shelves at the foot of it were mine too when I had something to put on them.     I looked at the others. The beds were made and the racks were full of regular clothes and costumes like stripper outfits. I was told my roommates went by the names of Joy and Harmony. Not really their names, but I could have an alias if I wanted one. I didn't at that point.     We went on to the kitchen. It had a very long table with twelve chairs. Anna said the girls took turns cooking, two at a time. We'd have dinner rather early, about five o'clock, before customers arrived, usually six-thirty on week nights. Saturday and Sunday would be different. I'd find outabout that later. We went on.    There was another large room. This was the girl's lounge. There was a phone that only went to the office. There were a lot of magazines and romance novels there and cards and games. Two girls were lounging there smoking. No smoking in the bedrooms I was cautioned.    The two girls were sixteen or so. They were both pretty. One was called Spicy. She was a redhead and very well shaped. The other was named Ginny and she had long light brown hair like mine and blue eyes like me too. She was sort of tall and slender. She'd become my best friend.     It was time for me to ask about the bathroom.      "Oh my!" Anna exclaimed, "I forgot to take you there!"     We went back toward the bedrroms and almost opposite my room was a very large bathroom with a tub and a separate shower, two toilets, two wash stands and douching facilities.Anna left me alone to take care of my needs. As I washed my hands afterward, I looked in the mirror and gave that broad hell for getting me into this situation. She looked so innocent!      Anna said that since I didn't have anything to do tonight but hang around the lounge and wait for dinner, I could help out in the kitchen.      First I hung out in the lounge. Anna suggested I'd get to know the girls that way. She also said that I could go to bed any time I chose, but the place was usually pretty busy until midnight. If I wanted a late snack, the other girls knew what was available, what was dinner, and what was private property.     Ginny was still in the lounge. She wasn't very informative about sexual stuff. Well, I didn't ask directly. She said she'd been here a year. She had come her by way of a social agency after being abused in her family.From abuse to whoring! I thought that odd. I didn't say that, but Ginny caught my expression.      "Mr. X has influence and money" she said, "don't be surprised to see your judge or prosecutor walk up those stairs".     Dinner time came and the whole group of girls assembled. Each introduced herself to me. None was as young as I. I met my roommates. Joy was about twenty and Harmony eighteen. They said they kept their room very neat and hoped I do likewise. I'd try. They also said that sometimes they slept together and hoped that wouldn't bother me.     Claire came in and talked to me about proceedures with customers, how to control the johns, what not to allow, and about make-up. She told me to take a bath that night, though other girls would be coming in to douche and clean up between jobs.     Dinner wasn't bad; sort of stew with mutton and beef. I helped the two girls who had clean up duty.    "Most girls get the munchies after a few fucks" one said, "we put out a snack tray and soft drinks and milk in the cooler".     I went back to the lounge. Claire had a few more words for me but soon left to dress for work. By six, all the girls were in their working clothes.Those who had early appointments went to the office. Most others hung in the lounge.     The phone rang and I answered. Anna said to send Joy and Claire to the front. I answered that only Joy was there.     "You go find Claire in that case!" Anna brusquely ordered.     The place soon had a lot of traffic. Some of the girls were noisy fuckers and their squeals could be heard down the hall.     About eight o'clock I took my bath.Sure enough, I was seldom alone. At one point Joy came in, douched and applied skin cream and asshole lube. I guess I hadn't seen someone stick an object (this was like a baster) up their own ass before. My jaw probably dropped.     "Stand up and show me your body" Joy ordered. I did.     "Yeah! Nice! You'll get action" she remarked. I didn't know whether to be pleased or not.      After my bath, I went back to the lounge for a while and to bed by ten. I was asleep long before Joy and Harmony came in.    Anna woke me about eight in the morning to prepare breakfast. By nine-thirty we were off on our shopping trip and to the doctor's office.The doctor's office was the first stop and I got a quick physical exam and a check for sexual diseases, rashes or warts. He gave Anna a certificate.     The next stop was a big discount department store. I got three pair of shoes, two heeled and one flat. I got more underwear than I'd ever owned before, a bathrobe, nightie, and some casual clothes. Anna said one day, with my own money I should buy a "dress-up" outfit. I got some jewelry, make-up, and toiletries. Next it was off to a specialty shop for costumes. They didn't have a big selection in my size, but I liked the red net one and the blue and yellow looked good. Lastly, I got a hairdo. Just a little wave in it but it sure looked good!     When we got back to my room, I tried on all the clothes in front of the mirror. I liked my looks now. I giggled looking in the mirror as I thought "would you pay to fuck her?"     About three o'clock, Anna told me to put on the red outfit and heels and come to the office.     I did and was surprised that she was there alone. She explained to me how the money was distributed and kept, and that all tips were completely mine. All Ihad to do was ask for money when I needed it. Otherwise it would be deposited in my account in the bank each Monday. Right now I was indebt for my clothes.     Mr. X would pay half the bill, I'd work off the other half in a couple of days. After this I would have to take care of buying my own clothes. Most of the girls went shopping in pairs on Sunday or on days of the month they couldn't work.    " Do you know why you're wearing that outfit?" She asked.     I said I thought it was because I had to take a customer.     That's right!" she declared, "but this one doesn't pay. His name is George and he's eighteen. He's my nephew and he helps out here some. Part of his job now is to welcome new girls".     Welcome. Now fuck! I had to wait about ten minutes for George to arrive. At least he wasn't a big guy. He was about five-nine and slim. Nice looking, too.    "You must be Janet" he said, "let me look at you".    I stood up and he turned me around. George said nice things about my body and asked for a kiss. He was a very good kisser.     "Go to the room with the blue door" Anna ordered, "I'll call you in forty-five minutes. Oh, Janet, you should put your robe in the room for afterward".     We went to the room and George kissed me again,. this time with a tit squeeze and a crotch feel. He sat on the bed and began disrobing.     "Do a strip for me" he commanded.     I took off my bra.      "Stop!" George shouted, "Now put it back on. This time loosen it just enough that you can pull your titties out one by one by the nipples" (I did) That's good.Now slide off your pants slowly. Show me your ass before your pussy. Wait. Bend and spread your ass. Good. Now show me your pussy like you've neverdone it before. Spread the lips a little; play with yourself. Good. You've filled me with desire. Come suck my cock".     I went down to my knees between his legs and began sucking. George directed where I should lick and suck. He had a very nice dick; just a little bigger than my boyfriend's. I really began enjoying my work. I'd never licked and sucked a boy's balls before either. George said he had some stay-hard stuff on his dick that would help him but I wouldn't notice. I was bobbing my head merrily now without a thought in it until he raised me up and laid me out on the bed.    George sucked my tits better thanI'd ever had and went down to eat my pussy. I'd never had a good pussy eat; just a few licks before a fuck. I got one nowwith finger fucking. I was already juicy from sucking and this brought me off.     "Sensitive little thing, aren't you?" George joked, patting my cunt, "We'll wait a few minutes".     George probed my asshole. I didn't have any real experience back there.George applied some salve and I got a finger up there that kind of startled me. He kept it still in there a while then began finger fucking my asshole. I started to like it. He did it for a minute then went back to pussy work. I had feeling now. George told me to suck again. I sucked until he said he was ready to fuck me.     He got on me, brought my legs up a little and plunged into my pussy. I yelped! It had been four months since I'd fucked and I guess my groove wasn't expecting it.      God, he fucked good! His dick pumping just sent me sky high! He pinched my nipples and I seemed to bounce higher to meet his cock thrusts. In another minute I announced that I was coming.     "I don't care! You're a whore! Keep fucking!" he shouted.      He fucked me through my orgasm, my insensitive time, and back again before he came.     "Lick my dick and say "Thank you" whether you mean it or not" he ordered. I licked.     "Thank you and I mean it" I said. He smiled and rolled me over.      "I'm going to fuck your ass next" George declared. "You always have to keep yourself lubricated for this even if it's not on the agenda. You're going to suck me up and smile when I tell you I want to fuck your ass. That's where the money is".     I went back to sucking and got my asshole finger fucked in tandum.      "Now put the condom on" George ordered. "Don't take an ass fuck without one. Always hve a few in your robe. I'll show you three positions. There are more but you'll use these most often. If you get a beginner, you take control and only let him push in slowly. Some idiots will try to fuck it like an open pussy."   George put me on my side and got behind me. He said this was my easiest entry and told me to guide his dick to my asshole. He pushed and I screamed. He stopped and I panted. He told me to try to relax; that it would be much easier if I did.   He started to fuck my ass now, in and out, and he kept going deeper. I squealed and gasped, but I didn't scream any more. He fucked until he thought I was well opened.    "OK" he said,"now you get on top". I thought he meant like fucking pussy on top.      "No. You squat over my dick, hold it up and stick it up your ass. Smile at me when you do that.Now move your ass up and down" he continued.    I found that difficult to do, but George said this way I'd be able to control how much dick went up my ass. That was important if I got some really long cocks.     I stanted bouncing and George began masturbating me. I threw my head back and drifted with the current.     "Good girl!" George exclaimed.     He drew me over on him and kissed me. His dick slipped out of my ass and I wanted it back in.     "Now one more, and I'm going to fuck you until I come. If you want it really hard in there, this will be the way. If a john insists on this position, you can use your hand to control how much he gets in. Now get over on all fours" George ordered.    I did and George mounted me. His cock slid almost completely in my now enlarged asshole.He started fucking and my hand went to my pussy. I squealed a lot during this fuck. George picked up speed and I was responding to every stroke. He was fucking harder but I liked it. Suddenly, BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! He slammed his cock into me and came. I came too. That didn't matter. I'm a whore.     I stayed in position and moaned. He dismounted, dispsed of the condom and presented his dick to my mouth. I took it all in.   "What do you say?" George asked.    "Thank you and I mean it" I said smilingly.      "Good girl!" said George and we cuddled up and fondled for a while.      Anna knocked on the door.     "Time's up!" she shouted. I didn't know what to do.      Anna put her head in the door.      "Put on your robe, take your outfit to your room, go to the bathroom, clean up, douche, get your outfit back on, fix your make-up and get ready for your next customer.     You have fifteen minutes" Anna directed.     I kissed George goodbye and paddled down the hall. I heard George tell Anna "excellent".     Fifteen minutes later I reported back to Anna.    "You don't have another customer now, sweetie" she said, "that was a drill and a routine you have to follow every time. OK? "    I guessed it was but I would rather have had time to reflect on my experience. I figured that was the idea. No reflection. Fuck, clean up, NEXT!, etc.     I had free time until dinner. I was called to the kitchen to help. I was still in costume. Ginny was there and looked me over.     "See George today?" she asked. I nodded.     "Did he make you come a lot?" she continued.     "Yeah. It was really good" I admitted.      "Don't fall in love, Sweets" she said,"he's fucked us all and we all love him. He gets us free and can choose who he wants and when, though he's limited to twice a week plus the new girls first times.      Claire had a few words for me at dinner about make-up, skin cream and tips. She said some johns would tip a girl they enjoyed. She said to keep thatmoney in a secret place. Some girls hadn't always been honest, she decalred. Well I knew that!      I went to the lounge after dinner and just chatted generally. The phone rang. Ginny, Joy and Janet were wanted in the office. Anna was waiting with a john about thirty. He was quite good looking and very tall. I could guess he had a long dick and I thought about how I would handle that. He chose Ginny.     Joy and I were told to wait a few minutes. In about ten minutes another john came in the door. Spicy was called to complete the selectees. The john was an older man, maybe forty, with a moustache. He looked like a banker or a lawyer. We all stood up to be looked over. He picked Joy.    Anna said she hoped Spicy and I weren't disappointed. Those two men were known to tip very well. Spicy and I could go back to the lounge.      We were called a half an hour later. There were two johns in the office. One fellow, about thirty-five, took Spicy. The other man was perhaps five years younger. I was told to take him to the room with the yellow door. Anna told me he paid for mouth and pussy only. Somehow I felt proud thatI had my first paying customer.     We went in the bedroom, he introduced himself as Frank, and kissed me. I began removing my bra.     "No. Stop! Let me do that!" he exclaimed.      He went down behind me and kissed my thighs, my back, neck, my lips again, then removed my bra and feasted on my tits. God! I was hot! Frank kissed my stomach and lowered my pants. He kissed all around my pussy, then my ass, then back and got to pussy licking. Shortly, he moved me onto the bed to eat me some more and more enthusiastically. He had me on the verge of orgasm. He asked if he could finger my pussy. I begged him to. I came and he knew it. I probably let the household know it.     Frank got up and finished undressing. I was ready to suck. He stopped me. He wanted to kiss me while I jerked his dick.      "Now kiss your way down to my cock" he ordered.       I did, maybe more quickly than he had in mind. I licked his dick and balls and got to serious sucking. He finger fucked me and I was juicy as could be.     "Do you want to fuck, Janet? Do you want my cock?" he asked.      I sure did. He told me to start on top and he'd roll me overwhen I got him to the peak of passion. I got on. His dick was fatter than Geroge's and just about as long. I bounced wantonly on that good fucker. In a few minutes, he rolled me over and I wrapped my legs around him passionately. He pumped me hard and I bucked with him. I was a noisy fucker again. Before long he announced that he was coming.    "Yes! Yes! Give it to me!" I shouted sluttily.      Frank shot his load. I smiled and sucked. He lay back and I clambored on top of him. In about two minutes, Anna knocked on the door.     "Five minutes!" she announced.     Frank asked for another minutes sucking of his limp dick before we parted. I was very affectionate. That done, Frank reached for his wallet and gave me a very nice tip. Frank was dressed and I was in my robe when Anna next knocked on the door. I kissed Frank goodbye and paddled down the hall for my douche. Now, where was I going to put my tip money? I had an inside pocket in my denim jacket. That would do for now.    I got back into my outfit and went to the lounge. Spicy came in about five minutes later. She's such a hot looking redhead, if I was a guy I'd want to fuck her brains out.     "Have fun?" she asked.     "Yeah. I sure did. You?" I replied.     "Good enough. Get a tip?" she continued.     "Yeah. On my first job" I gushed.     "You'll be surprised how they add up." she said, "When you have a hundred or so to spare, have Anna set up a bank account for you separate from your pay account and start getting interest".     In a few minutes Claire and I were called to the office. Me and Claire? The shortest and the tallest? Oh, there were two johns.     One was quite tall, maybe six-four, though young, perhaps twenty. He whispered to Claire, though loud enough for me to hear that he mostly wanted to fuck ass. She said that was fine with her. Off they went.    The other john was looking me over lasciviously, almost drooling. He asked me to turn around.     "Oh yes! What a fine ass!" he proclaimed.    "Anything he wants" Anna said, "use the...uh, what's free?...the blue door".      He introduced himself as Jan. He gave me only a little bit of a kiss as we entered the room, but a big ass squeeze. He watched me strip as I had under George's direction and got naked. He kissed my tits and pussy, but wanted a lot of time with my ass.    Jan had a wipe, and had me bend over and spread my butt. He sat on the edge of the bed and had me back up to him. He kissed my buttcheeks and rubbed my asshole with the wipe. He moved my hands to give me several slaps on the ass. OW! He told me to spread again and put his mouth to my asshole. I got arim job. God! I didn't know it would be that exciting! It made my hand go to my itchy cunt!     "Sounds like you liked that" he said.     I didn't realize I'd made any sound.    Jan stretched out on the bed. He wanted me on top in a sixty-nine. His tongue lapped at my pussy and asshole, and I got finger-fucks in both. I liked that, especially with my mouth full of cock. He slapped my ass a few more times too. I could do without that.    Jan moved me again. I had to stand up and bend over the bed. I got a slap on the ass and his dick in my cunt. He slapped my ass again and told me to fuck harder. I was going at it pretty hard when he stopped me and told me to spread my ass. It got fucked. He pushed in slowly (as an experienced ass fucker would)and asked me if I was all right. I was though I was panting. Then he started putting it to me. Slam! Bam! Up my bum! I was squealing now! He was excited and shouting "Fuck it! Ass Fucking Slut! Asshole Whore! " . Slam! Bam!     "Grab my balls" he demanded.    I did and he shot his load. He shoved me on the bed to lick his dick, and then got around and stuck it in my wide open asshole. Limp though he was, he could get it in. He held it there until my contraction forced him out.    Anna knocked her five minute warning.    Jan took me in his arms, kissed me, and said I'd done wonderfully. He dressed. He said he'd now fucked every girl's asshole in the house and was readyto make another round.     Anna knocked and I padded down the hall. No tip.     I saw Claire in the lounge a little later.     "I know your fucker" she said, "no tip!"      She said her young guy got all his long dick up her ass. She said she deep-throated him too which was part of his criteria. She said it was a tough job but she got off on it too.    Those were all the customers I had that night. Ginny said she'd had three.     There was a crowd in the kitchen at snack time. I suddenly realized how important that was. The conversation was mostly about the johns and if anyone had a funny experience it was shared. Spicy said she'd like to work with me if we had a pair of swappers some time. Claire said I probably wasn't ready for that. Spicy said she'd doubled with Joy, Harmony and Ginny, and hoped some time we'd watch each other in action.     I asked Ginny why Claire had nixxed Spicy's idea. Ginny said for one thing, they were usually double length, for another it meant two cocks in eachhole without a break, usually twice each, and often double fucking. Yeah. I wasn't ready for that yet.    I got to my bedroom and Joy and Harmony were there and naked and enjoying tasting each other. Harmony looked embarassed. Joy told me they oftenhad sex and slept together. If it bothered me, they'd make other arrangements. She said they both would welcome my joining in some time. I replied that I was getting all the sex I could handle and their action wouldn't bother me unless they woke me up. I slept like a log that night.    I had to help with breakfast again and for the rest of the week. This was Saturday morning and Mr. X was there. He had the books. He showed each girlwhat her earnings were for the week, Sturday last through Friday night. He showed he the bank balance and asked what she wanted in cash and how much deposited. In my case I had reduced my debt by about half and had one tip.     Mr. X reminded all of us that this was a nice day out, and we could expect to be very busy. He told us to be efficient, but safe. He loved us all. I think his bank balance loved us more.     Anna said we'd open about noon and may not finish until midnight. She would be sure everyone got rest. Dinner tonight would be when we could. She'd see that cold cuts, cheese, and soup were available. Everyone clean up after themselves.     Saturday morning's showers were pretty much an assembly line as naked bodies waited for girls to hop out. Two at a time was the routine. I jumped in with Ginny who was becoming my best friend. We had a lot of fun scrubbing each other. I think I squeezed her tits before she returned the favor and ourplay went on from there. We'd get better aquainted with each other's pussies before long.    Anna came to my room as I was putting on my outfit and make-up.     "Remember how I wanted you back in the office fifteen minutes after you finished with George?" she asked, "well it's ten miutes today. That's how it is on Saturday and why we take Sunday off. Work like hell today and tomorrow is all yours".     We were all in the big red doored room by the office at opening time. Anna wanted us where she could find us. All but Harmony. She was having her period and was pissed that she'd miss a Saturday's pay. She got kitchen duty.     Spicy and I were called first. A father and son were in the office. The father was paying for his fifteen year old son to fuck me. Anna said mouth and pussy only; instruct and control. Dad was going to take Spicy. He wanted a redhead for cunt and ass.    I took Anthony to the assigned room. He would be my first professional screw with a kid my own age. He was very nervous. I asked him if he liked my body. I kissed him and decided to strip him down to his underpants before proceeding. If he was going to pop his cork, he wouldn't have it in his pants. I asked ifhe'd like to play with my tits. Of course, he would. I got him sucking them and feeling free to squeeze. I decided to suck him off before offering my pussy.I took his shorts down and told him he had a pretty dick. I laid him back, got between his legs and went to work. God! It was nice! I got a drippy pussyfrom the job and it wasn't long before I got a gusher of cum. I told him it was really good. Well, it wasn't bad. I wiped up and introduced him to my pussy. I told him how I wanted him to lick it and to finger-fuck me. I told him I really wanted to suck some more and turned around for a sixty-nine. He revived pretty quickly and I was anxious to fuck. I turned around again and got on top of him.    "Now watch your dick disappear inside me" I said as I held it up and lowered my cunt.     He was all eyes. I began bouncing, had him squeeze my tits and got him thrusting from underneath. After a minute, I told him to get on top of me. I gave him a good ride in my saddle. Anthony got with it and was soon pumping me wonderfully. I squealed.     He stopped, thinking he'd hurt me. I kicked his butt and told him to keep it going. He got to fucking relly good, though disconcerted by my noise. I cameand clamped on his dick and brought him off. I held him tightly.    "I love you" he murmured.    "I know, baby" I purred, "And you fucked me good".     We had about ten minutes to go, so we wouldn't fuck again. I talked to him about getting girls aroused and I sucked a little more.     Anna knocked. I got my robe on, Anthony dressed and we kissed several times before he left.      Spicy came into the bathroom to douche just as I was finishing. She had my tip money from the father. He was very generous to both of us.       I had my outfit back on and was checking my make-up when Anna called me. She took me, Ginny and Joy to the hallway. She said she had two boys who wanted pussy and ass from two girls, but first they wanted the girls to have sex with each other. Ginny would be one. She asked if I could handle being the other. I wasn't sure. Ginny said she was going after my pussy anyway and I might as well get paid for it. Joy would rather solo, but she'd do it if I wouldn't.     Quick! Decide!    Ok. I'd do it.      The boys were about eighteen or so. We'd have a double time slot. Both boys were paying quite a bit for this so tips weren't expected, Anna said.     We went to the office and met the johns. I don't remember their names so I'll call them A and B. They looked us over and approved, though one asked if I was sure I could take anal from them. I told them to be gentle. They didn't have gentle in mind. Anna gave ud some extra towels, wipes and lubrication.     We went to the red door room. It had an oversize bed that would accomodate four bodies. The guys got undressed. When Ginny was sure we had their attention, she turned and kissed me. She undid my bra and told me to do the same to her. She said just do everything she did. She began playing with my tits and I did with hers. We sucked them. Our audience liked that. Ginny kissed me again and lowered my pants. We were both bare-assed shortly.   Applause, applause. Ginny spun me around to show my pussy and finger-fucked me. Applause. I got my turn with her. More applause. Ginny got on the bed and laid out, getting me on top of her, head to head. She got our butts in gear for a pussy rub-fake fucking thing. We rolled over and she really gave it to me!    Ginny said we should eat each other. I was on top. The guys got close to watch our mouth work. God, I was hot! I was going to come! I squealed! Ginny slapped my ass.    "Come on, baby!" she cried and buried my face in her cunt. I was bucking on her face. Ginny rolled me over for more of the same.     "Come on you guys" Ginny ordered, "we want to suck!"     We did? I was still out of it. I got a big cock in the mouth anyway. Ginny and I broke apart going in opposite directions. The guys switched mouths a minutelater. The cocks were much the same, BIG! We got finger-fucked, tit sqeezed, nipple pinched and other stuff.They mounted. A was in me. Damn! He hit the G spot in a hurry! I was stuffed! He drove me to another orgasm. Ginny sounded off as she came too. We were still getting fucked. I remembered what George said---"I don't care if you're coming, you're a whore". A and B, I suspect, had stay-hard stuff on their dicks. They switched pussies and put us on our sides, mouth to cunt and told us to lick. They withdrew a couple of times for a suck. They both withdrew to come in our mouths and demanded that we swallow it and keep sucking. They then began double finger-fucking us.     A, with his fingers in both my holes, proclaimed that he'd found a tight little asshole that was going to be a lot of fun when he got all his dick in it. One normal fuck period would have been over now. We'd just made it half-way.      B was revived first. He put Ginny on her back, legs up and pushed it up her ass. She smiled, then grimaced, then exclaimed"God! That's a big fucker!". Their next sound was "Umph! Umph! Umph!" He laid it to her.     I had A's hardening cock in my mouth. I was rolled over to all fours. My asshole had already been finger-fucked so much, I thought I'd barely notice the difference when a cock went in. Man! Was I wrong! A took the plunge and went all the way in immediately! I screamed. He slapped my ass and shouted "Fuck girl!" I got reamed!    Ginny looked over at me and grabbed a tit. She pinched both my nipples until they were hard. I don't know why, but that made my experience a little less traumatic. The guys were ready to swap. A went to Ginny and put her on all fours as he did with me. B rolled me over to do me as he had Ginny. He paused to lick my pussy before he fucked ass. That was nice. The guys shot their loads about the same time. More suck.     We still had about fifteen minutes to go. They wanted more of something. They were ready to go again pretty quickly. They had me lay on top of Ginny. B fucked us, going from cunt to cunt. We sucked A who went from mouth to mouth. It was the first time I'd fucked and sucked at the same time. If I weren't so fucked out I might have enjoyed that. The guys changed places for the same treatment. They had just switched back again when Anna knocked on the door with her five minute warning. The guys gave their last spurt. They told us they had a great time. No tip. Ginny and I padded off to clean up.     "I really enjoyed making love to you" Ginny said, "did you like it?"     "Yeah, I certainly did" I answered, "but I could have done without the audience".      Anna shouted down the hall for us to hurry back. We each had another fucker waiting.     My next one was nothing exceptional, but a nice man who tipped me. After those guys, Ginny and I got a dinner break. I was starved!      Ginny and I were sort of working in tandem now. After two more johns each we got another break and then two more. We didn't finish until eleven-thirty. None of those fuckers were particularly memorable. Two of them tipped.     We were ready for the midnight snack. I was starved again. I'd never worked so hard at anything.     Ginny said there was a spare bed in her room and that she'd like me to sleep with her, i.e. put the two beds together. I told her I would but that I'd probably just sleep tonight. Ginny suggested we go to a movie tomorrow and do some shopping. That sounded like fun.    We slept together that night. Aside from sucking tits and mutual masturbation, we slept.     Sunday, when we went out, I asked Ginny why so may girls stayed when they weren't legally bound to Mr.X as we were.     "Some girls do leave" she said,"you took the place of one. But consider Claire. She's not pretty or shapely enough for porn films or making it as a stripper. What"s she going to do? Clerk in a store for peanuts? She's got money in the bank and will probably open a house of her own or work as a madam like Anna. Spicy is a prospect for porn films and is investigating her possibilities. What would I do right now? Go to a foster home? And you'd go to jail. No fun there. Here in spite of it all, they care about you, you always get fed and you have something in the bank for your future."    We saw a really dumb movie, shopped a little, and had ice cream. I'd need a winter coat and hat soon, and looked them over. I bought a purse, a cheap watch,and a pair of earrings. Ginny bought earrings too. We had fun trying them on and making fun of each other.     Back at the house that evening we had a very leisurely dinner. A lot of the girls ate out Sunday night.     George showed up. He came to me, kissed me, squeezed a tit, and reached in my pants. I fingered my pussy enough to get me hot then did the same to Ginny. He said he was glad my cunt wasn't worn out yet. Then he went down the hall and fucked Spicy. It must have been a good one, because Spicy soundedoff through our abnormaly quiet halls.     Monday came and I started my period. Three days off. I got a lot of kitchen duty. Joy hit the calander about the same time so we shared chores for two days. I decided to move in with Ginny and Spicy. It was a better fit for me, though its gotten sexual. We've all used strap-ons on each other and slept together invarious combinations, sometimes in a threesome.    A month went by without anything more unusual than previously. I've had some repeat customers and that makes Anna happy. Anthony, the boy I gave a first fuck to, came back and fucked Ginny. She said he did all right, and was coming back to see me again. All my Saturdays were like the previous fucking marathon.     I now have a good start on my bank accounts and the court money.     George has come by to fuck me twice and Ginny twice. He's had all the others at least once this month too.     Well, that sums up my present situation. All in all, I guess I'm a happy little whore.                                            THE END
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MY SECRETARY VEENA
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without him
The boxer shorts are not as close fitting as my panties, but then, they do belong to my lover. When I am in my bed and he is not with me I wear his tee-shirt and boxers and I feel his presence - the warmth of his body against mine, his big hands touching me, and the cologne, the smell of his freshly showered flesh. I want him so bad.
As I imagine him begin to make love to me, I allow my hands to become him - a palm his face; wet fingers his lips and darting tongue; knuckles, a knee on my thigh, and they begin to move over my body.
I hear his whispers, and giggle at his 'dirty' talk, which eventually causes that familiar itch in my crotch.
At this time of day he has stubble and it rasps over my cheek as he nibbles at my ear lobe; my fingernails nip at my
My hands rub over my body, trying duplicate the touch of his firm body, then changing to a caress as he moulds my aching breasts; aching for him.
Fingers briefly and tantalizingly pinch at a nipple and I half-heartedly protest, willing him to inflict more pleasure on it and its partner. His hands alternate between stroking my breasts from chest to nipple, from nipple to lower chest, and a sudden, rough tweak at a nipple rapidly engorging with the blood that my pounding heart is pulsing through my body.
Lips rain kisses over my face and I desperately struggle to catch them on my own lips. When I do they tease me, first pecking quickly, softly, then more firmly until our mouths are locked in passion, our tongues entwined.
With a fist I simulate his knee as it pushes insistently between my thighs, and I obey its command by bending one knee, thus exposing the target the knee seeks. In a series of forward and backward strokes my fist progresses ever nearer my heat; so near yet not in contact. My hips wriggle down the bed, endeavouring to close the distance. Finally fist and pussy meet, and whereas my lover would allow me only a brief pleasure, I indulge myself and press the fist firmly into my crotch.
The hand on my breast continues to squeeze and pinch, and a little effort brings one nipple to my mouth; my lips become his. As my tongue licks, and my teeth nibble I softly moan his name and beg that the sweet tongue that entwined with mine now pleasures the lips of my pussy.
The fist in my crotch becomes his face, then a finger his tongue, running over my naked pubes and either side of my pussy.
In a desperate effort to have the tongue inside me my hips thrust towards it, but just as would my lover, it teases me.
I am so hot, my pussy so wet and in need, I cannot simulate any longer my lover's restraint and teasing, and I allow my fingers complete access to my pussy.
Gently, fingers explore, feeling how puffy have become the outer lips, touching the normally hidden inner lips that now protrude. Lips now so sensitive, so covered by juices flowing from within. I cannot resist putting my fingers to my mouth,
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imagining my lover sharing the pleasure he derives from the taste of me.
Oh hell, I need him! I want him deep inside me, filling me with his flesh. Flesh that forces apart the lips that my fingers now frantically pull and rub, reaches so deep, bringing exquisite pleasure to the whole of my pussy; pleasure that permeates my entire body.
The fingers of one hand plunge inside me as those of the other alternately rub then pinch at my clitoris. My hips thrust upwards to force the pleasuring fingers deeper, and then buck up and down to reinforce the thrusts.
Faster, harder. I hear my voice calling him. My body is soaked in perspiration.
Then in the depths of my groin begins to grow that exquisite sensation. It builds as I continue to plunge my fingers inside me. But I must abandon this simulated cock and concentrate on the button that will produce the ultimate pleasure.
All thoughts of simulation now give way to my desires for stimulation, and as my orgasm builds I rub harder at my clit with one hand as the other alternates between rubbing my pussy lips and plunging deep inside.
Then it happens, spreading from deep within me; concentrated in the depths of my pussy then to my ass, then permeating my whole body; exquisite pulsing - almost pain, involuntarily I scream with pleasure and I slump into the bed, exhausted.
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Jack & Donna.......& Nicole, Chapter 17, The Conclusion
Jack & Donna…….and Nicole
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            The next few weeks seemed to be hectic for everyone. Jack was doing more student teaching and exams were approaching; Donna was busy evaluating applications for the following year; and Nicole had several school projects to complete. Donna did find time to bring Nicole to see her gynecologist for a physical. The exam went well and Nicole was started on birth control pills. She was given a thorough review of the importance of responsibility and safe sex but she was pleased to be on the pill.            Jack and Donna tried to make time for each other but something had changed. The sex was still good but there was not the level of intimacy they had experienced before. Each thought it was the secret they kept from the other which just added to the problem.            Sensing she was feeling stressed and hoping to do something nice for her, Jack made dinner reservations for Saturday. He picked a romantic restaurant where they could enjoy a nice bottle of wine, fine food, and time alone. He never told her about his afternoon with Nicole and Sarah and thought it would be a good opportunity to clear the air. He hated keeping secrets from her. He hadn’t seen Sarah since and although Nicole had thanked him the day afterward it had not been mentioned since.            When she learned that Jack and Donna would be out on Saturday night, she asked if she could invite Sarah over to watch a movie. She had not spent much time with her since the afternoon with Jack and figured it would be a good time to catch up. Nicole had thought about inviting Josh over but she was pretty sure he would be at his Dad’s for the weekend.            On Saturday Donna rented some movies and ordered pizza. Sarah arrived just before they had to leave to make their reservation. They held hands as Jack drove and Donna took a deep breath, “Thank you, I did need to get out.†           “I did too. Seems like everyone has been so busy. I’ve missed you.†           “Jack, I need to tell you something.†           He felt his face flush. Did she know about Sarah? “Is something wrong?†           “There’s something you need to know. I’m just going to say it. The day you and Nicole went to the movies Josh showed up looking for Nicole. He had walked a long way and I invited him in. I’m not sure how but we ended up having sex.†           Jack took a deep breath. “You and Josh?†           “I’m so sorry. I should have told you.†           “No, no. Donna, I’m the one who needs to apologize.†He went on to tell her the story of his afternoon with the girls. “I don’t want to lose you†           She squeezed his hand. “Jack, this whole thing with Nicole has kind of sent us both for a loop. I’ve done some things I would never imaging doing. It’s all been a bit crazy but one thing I’m certain of is that I love you and need you to be a part of my life.†           “I love you very much Donna.†           Back at the house, Nicole and Sarah were watching a movie and eating pizza. Feeling a little crazy, Nicole had poured each of them a glass of wine and they were both a bit tipsy. Lots of laughing and giggling. The phone brought them back to reality. Nicole looked at the caller ID expecting to see her Mom’s cell phone number and was surprised to see Josh’s number.            She pressed the button, “Josh! I thought you were at your Dad’s†           “Hi, something came up with his work and I needed to stay here.†           Sarah shouted from across the room, “Josh, come on over. It’s a party!†           “Who was that? What’s going on?†           Nicole tried to explain, “It’s just Sarah. Jack and my Mom are out. We’re just watching a movie. Why don’t you come over?†           “Are you sure?†           “Definitely. It’ll be fun.†           “Great. I’m on my way.†           Sarah and Nicole had another glass of wine while they waited for Josh. The movie had ended and music was now playing. Soon they heard a knock at the door and he was greeted by two giggling and very bubbly teen girls. They pulled him intro the house and Nicole gave him a hug and a kiss. The three of them sat and talked for awhile before Sarah decided they should play a game.            Josh was interested, “Sounds good, what should we play?†           Sarah smiled and said, “How about strip poker?†           They all agreed. Nicole found some cards, arranged a blanket on the floor, and found some wine for Josh. The game started slowly and evenly with lots of hoots and laughing as each article of clothing was removed. After several hands Nicole and Sarah sat in bras, jeans, and panties while Josh was down to just jeans and underwear. He was enjoying the view of the girls in their bras and looking forward to what lie ahead. Sarah dealt the next hand and Nicole lost.            Josh cheered and asked, “What’s coming off now?†           Nicole did not speak but stood and slowly undid and slid her tight jeans down her legs leaving her in a skimpy pair of white bikini panties and her bra. Playing the model, she turned and gave the other two a full view of her young form. Sarah lost the next two rounds and did her best to look sexy as her jeans and bra disappeared. She was left in a pale blue pair of silky bikini panties. Nicole pinched her butt as she paraded past and Sarah gave a squeal, “Hey, no touching…..unless you mean it. Nicole we need to get Josh. Let’s see what he has in those Levi’s.†           The cards were dealt and sure enough Josh was the loser. Playing along with the girls he did his best Chippendale imitation and pealed the jeans off revealing a definite bulge in his blue jockey shorts. Sarah stood up looking at his crotch and declared, “Games over! Let’s get naked!†           She reached over and swiftly pulled Josh’s shorts down and his fully erect member popped into view. Sarah followed by undoing her bra and pushing her panties down her legs. Nicole jumped up and soon the three were all naked and dancing together. Josh was giving kisses to each of the girls and hands seemed to be everywhere; touching, pinching, grabbing, caressing. There was a very sexually charged atmosphere and it wasn’t long before Sarah tried to put a little order into the chaos.            “Nicole lay down with me.†           The girls lay side by side on the blanket with their legs spread. Both of them ran their finger lightly over soft lips of their beautiful pussies. Sarah looked at Josh and said, “How does it look? Good enough to eat?†           Josh was staring at the two girls his own hand stroking his fully erect member. He then knelt between Sarah’s legs and ran his tongue over her slit. Sarah moaned as he licked her and then used her fingers to spread her pussy wide open and Josh pushed his tongue into her tight hole. He tongue fucked her cunt as Sarah moved her hips with him until he stopped suddenly and moved between Nicole’s legs.            He paused long enough to say, “Let’s see who tastes better,†then began to pleasure Nicole with his tongue. Sarah watched and fingered herself as Nicole wriggled on the floor in response to Josh’s attention.            The confessions had allowed Jack and Donna to regain some of the intimacy they had been missing for the last couple of weeks and, as a result, dinner had been wonderful. They talked and laughed and as they sat with coffee and desert both looked forward to spending time together at home.            Jack had been quiet for a few minutes looking into Donna’s eyes, “You are one beautiful woman.†           Donna blushed, “Thank you Jack. I feel so relieved about everything. Maybe we need to focus our attention on each other for awhile. It has been pretty wild for the last month or two. I’m not saying I haven’t enjoyed everything. I could never have imagined experiencing the things I have but maybe we went too far too fast.†           “You may be right. It has been crazy. I think I have lived every 40 year old man’s fantasy with you, Nicole, and now Sarah too. I am so thankful for having met you and for the times we have shared. I’m ready to devote my attention to the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with.†           “Thank you. I can’t wait to spend some time alone with you. Can we go home?†           “I would like that very much†           They held hands leaving the restaurant and stopped to kiss in the parking lot. Like a couple of young lovers they kissed and held one another in the car and held hands all the way home. Jack was grabbing her ass as they walked to the house. Donna was laughing, “That’s enough now. I’m sure Nicole and Sarah will be in the living room.†           Jack opened the door to let Donna in, “Not like they haven’t seen it before.†           Expecting to see the two girls on the couch watching a movie, they were unprepared for the scene in front of them. Music playing, clothes scattered about, and three naked teens on the floor in the center of the room. Nicole was on her back with legs spread, Josh kneeling with his head between her legs, and Sarah straddling Nicole with her pussy in her face. There was a long pause where no one spoke.            The ever outspoken Sarah was the first to break the silence, “Care to join us?†           Jack and Donna looked at one another, smiled, and Jack said, “What the hell, why not?† THE END ÂÂ
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Mid-night surprise..my 1st bi sexual experience
I was 16 years old and a fairly typical teenage boy, I was into sports had a girlfriend and never had any thoughts about any same sex action until one night...
Myself, Ted and Rick were spending the night at Ted's house watching some movies, playing pool just general hanging out.  At that time we were all 16 and I had known them both since grade school.
During the evening nothing much out of the ordinary happened and we all crashed on the floor in the family room on sleeping bags. The roof was quite warm as a fire had been burining all evening in the woodstove and I was lying on top of my sleeping bag.
At that time I was a very sound sleeper and would usually take an earthquake to wake me up.  I did however wake up in the middle of the night. At t
I was completely shocked but still half asleep and didn't make any movements or signs that I was awake. At first the hand rubbed my soft cock through my underwear and then slipped inside my shorts to start jerking me very lightly up and down. ÂÂ
Thoughts began to race through my mind, was i dreaming? I immediately realized that it must be Rick playing with my cock based on where we had all gone to sleep. Now that I was awake my cock immediately began to get hard until it was fully erect at it's full 7 inches.
Rick's hand was now running up and down the shaft and over the head. I had to force myself to be quiet as it felt so damn good.  I pretended to be sleeping and rolled to my right so that I would be facing him. When I moved his hand immediately left my cock an he became very still. After a few momenets I felt him nudging my leg several times, apparently he was trying to see if i was awake. After he was satisfired that I must still be sleeping I again felt his hand pulling my underwear open and close around my now re-hardening cock.
He must have stroked me for several minutes before I could sense him moving. All of the sudden a warm, slick wetness enclosed my dick, he had slid me completley into the back of his throat. I couldnt help but let a very soft moan escape my lips but made no other indication I was awake.
He began to bob his head up and down at 1st very slowly but eventually quite quickly and I layed there in total pleasure. I could feel him sucking as he continued to work my cock and then my balls with both his hand and his mouth. He became more aggressive as he licked my cock up and down while taking time to deep throat me. I began to feel a twinge in my nuts. I again moaned very softly. Here I was getting my cock sucked by one guy while another guy layed about 3 feet from me.
After about 5 minutes of this expert oral treatment I could not take any more and tensed slightly as I began to shoot a huge load of cum. I guess Rick sensed this and moved my cock fully into his mouth as my cock started pulsing shot after shot of cum.  In the total silence of the room I could hear him swallowing as I filled his mouth. I was in heaven as I came about as hard as I ever had.
Rick kept his mouth over my cock and must have swallowed it all as I never felt any run onto my cock or balls. As I softened in his mouth he ran his clenced hand up my cock from base to tip which made me shudder a little.  He was looking for the last few drops, I guess he enjoyed the taste.
When I was finally fully drained he slipped my cock back into my underwear and zipped my fly back up. He rolled over and went to sleep as I did eventually. It took a while to fall asleep as I could hardly believe what had just happened. I had never gotten a blow job before as my girlfriend was only giving me handjobs at the time.
The next morning was kind of weird. I only saw Rick for a few minutes as he had to get home to get ready for work. I couldnt look him in the eye and things between us were very weird after that.  Although we wernt really good friends before the incident afterward we didnt hang out much at all. What happened though did awaken the possibility in me that sex with either men or women could be enjoyable.
A true storey, hope you liked it.
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My First Wank TRUE STORY
I had just turned 15 when this happened. Id never had a boyfriend really, well not one that i had ever 'done anything' with. But i did like this boy, he was called Robert. I used to sit in lessons and picture my body entwined with his in a passionate embrace. I used to dream about him penitrating me and sucking my clit.
One day, non-uniform day. I wanted him more than ever. He looked so hot in his tight jeans and designer top. I wanted him bad.
I got home that night and i couldnt get him out of my head. I went to bed at night and i couldnt sleep. My mind was racing, picturing him, picturing us both. I imagined him naked on top of my, panting as he came inside me. I imagined sucki
Thinking back now it was quite silly really. But then, as i pictured all these things happening to me i couldnt handel it. I could feel a strange feeling in my clit. It was like nothing id ever felt before. I put my arm down under the covers and when i brought my fingers back up they were covered in clear glistening liquid. I dont know what made me do it but in a split second i decided to lick it. It tasted sweet. It made the feelings in my vagina even stroner.
I layed on my back and closed my eyes. I put my hands down under the covers again and began to touch myself. I ran my hand up and down my clit, then left to right. Then up and down. It felt so good. Amazing feelings overcame my body. It felt so amazing. Like nothing else in the world. Then i took my other hand and stuck a finger inside me. I was tight as i was a virgin but it felt good. More of the clear liquid came out. I started to finger harder. My hole got wider so i stuck another finger in and started to finger fuck myself hard and fast.
There i was. Lying on my bed rubbing my clit with one hand and ramming myself with the other. It was amazing. I felt possesed by the pleasure. Like i couldnt have stopped even if i wanted to. More and more of the liquid gushed out of me as i let out a slow low moan. I dont know why i did it. It was like my body was possesed.
Then something happened that i didnt expect. I started getting a strange feeling in my legs. It felt so good. I started to move both my hands faster and faster. The feeling got stronger. It rose from my legs into my stomach and then into my vagina.
My body exploded with pleasure as i jerked on the bed. It was so amazing. I wanted to stop but i couldnt. I was panting and sweating. I stopped. Both my hands soaking. I turned over and went to sleep, happy about my new experiance and knowing that id be doing it again tomorrow...
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Ecstasy
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The music was slow, the lights were dim, and Alicia’s legs were wide open. She was naked except for a white T-shirt. She’d taken the rubber band off of her long blonde hair, allowing it to hang freely.
She held a book of erotica in her left hand. It’s amazing the effect that words and romantic music can have on the human body. The Ecstasy pill that she had taken earlier was helping the mood too.
She placed the book at her side. She looked down at her own breasts. They were ample and firm, very perky.
Her nipples were erect. A shiver went through her body as she touched them. It seemed like her whole body was more alive now than ever before.
She was lost in herself as she fondled and massaged her excited clit. Her legs were trembling. Her whole body was tingling, even her feet.
It was like the man on the radio was singing to her, her alone. He knew the right words to say. He knew the right way to say them. He knew when to say them. He was inside her head, and he was making her oh-so wet.
She licked her fingers and swirled them in circles on her clit and her outer pussy lips, which had swollen immensely and were giving off a lot of heat.
Her eyelids felt heavy so she closed them. She opened her eyes when she felt something thin and flexible worming its way into her vagina.
She opened her eyes to the vision of a man’s head buried between her thighs. His features were dark and rugged. He was handsome and muscular.
He pleasured her with his tongue and fingers for a long time. He lapped at her clit and pussy lips and stimulated her inner walls with his long fingers and sensuous touch until he felt it was time to switch roles. He was in control and knew what he was doing.
He stood up, rubbed saliva on his cock until it was rock hard. He put it inches from Alicia’s face. She took him in her mouth, sucking the cock head before licking his balls and sucking him fully into her mouth.
The oral foreplay lasted for what seemed an eternity. The music had long gone off, now replaced by the sounds of them slurping on one another’s genitals, heavy breathing, and passionate moaning.
She’d suck his cock to the brink of an orgasm, then pull back just in time to prolong their erotic encounter.
He sat on the couch and lifted her onto his cock, which was tingling intensely after the way she had just finished sucking his dick in an upside down 69 position. He forcefully planted his prick in her wet hole. It met with a lot of resistance, but several shoves later, they managed to slide it deep inside her wet snatch.
It was a tight fit. Alicia started bouncing on his penis, synchronizing her movements to his thrusts.
He was a patient lover who knew her body well. He was gentle when he needed to be, and rough when she wanted him to be. He knew the right places to touch her as he kissed her, slipped his tongue in her mouth, and sucked her tits as they bounced up and down with her as she rode his prick.
They didn’t need to talk to know what the other wanted. They communicated with lustful gazed and loud cries of ecstasy.
Hours went by with them fucking in various wanton positions. They’d exhausted every muscle to its limits, and though tired, the vaginal assault persisted until fiery streams of cum burst free of her lover’s cock. Every drop landed on her pussy. It was saturated beyond belief when he was done cumming. Her pubic hair looked as if she just got out of the shower and didn’t have time to dry off.
He fucked her a while longer, though her pussy had an odd slippery feel to it. He pulled out. They kissed each other for a long time. The heaviness in Alicia’s eyelids came back. She dozed off again, but just for a brief moment. Her eyes popped open when she heard the same R&B music in the background that was playing before she started making love to this man who she didn’t know.
Her lips were still puckered and she was kissing at the air. Her lover was missing. She didn’t see him anywhere.
She closed her eyes and leaned back. She realized she must have imagined it, but if that was the case, why did she feel wetness all over her pussy. It was soaked and the liquid smelled of semen.
It didn’t make sense, especially now, because a blonde with a luscious ass wearing a leopard skin miniskirt sat on the couch and started playing in Alicia’s cum-sodden pubic hairs.
Nothing made sense anymore. She didn’t know the beautiful blonde, nor did she know how the woman got in the house, but Alicia was at ease. She felt a connection with the woman.
The rhythmic music was having the same affect on the blonde as it was having on Alicia. The blonde rubbed Alicia’s tits and played with her own erect nipples as well.
Her facial expression turned into a passionate grimace as she gazed at Alicia lying spread wide on the couch with her twat drenched in man juice. The two women fingered themselves as they gazed at each other’s beautiful bodies.
She came hard, everything went black, and when Alicia opened her eyes, she noticed something to the side that wasn’t there before. Two menâ€â€both handsome and muscularâ€â€were sitting on the other couch naked right next to them. They were looking at the girls and masturbating.
As with the blonde, Alicia had no clue who they were or how they got inside, and the thought to ask never crossed her mind. They looked so sexy and ready to please.
The first got up and went to the blonde. The other went to Alicia. They were patient lovers who did everything to make the women cum…and cum they did…several times each as the guys nailed them in every position imaginable.
The music had faded and been replaced, once again, by the symphony of moans and screams that the girls cried out as they enjoyed having their pussies crushed by their well-endowed sex partners. There was bouncing, grinding, pussy eating, cock sucking, partner swapping, and even a moment when the ladies pleasured each other by sucking each other’s tits and licking each other’s pussies.
On it went until Alicia pulled a dick out of the blonde’s pussy, licked her juices off of it, and savored the taste of cum as it spurt all over her soft lips.
She drifted off to sleep. The Ecstasy was still working. She was still horny. She woke up in the same haze that she was in when she went to sleep.
Who were those people? How did they get in her home? Where had they gone so fast? Had she imagined everything?
She did not know. She still doesn’t.
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Best Friends BBW Mom
Well it was a Friday night and I was looking for something to do. So I called my friend up, Rob. The town I live in isnt very big and there isnt a lot of things to do. Anyway I asked him what he was doing and he said nothing so I decided to go over to his house. I got all showered up and started to make my way to his house. It is a pretty long drive too.
I get to his house about 8:30 or so. I get to the door and knock on it. His mom answers the door. I ask "Is Rob home?", she replied "Actually he passed out on the couch in the living room". I said "Can i come in and wake him up?" she said "sure go right ahead". So I start to follow her into the living room, me not paying attention she stops going through the doorway and I kinda bump into her
When we get to her room she says "Just let me slip into something more comfortable". She takes about 5 minutes or so and comes out wearing a silky nightgown thing. I was pretty suprised to see this. Now she isnt the best looking mom around by no means she what you might say a BBW. She has the biggest breasts i have ever seen. So anyway she sits down on the floor in front of the bed and says "well you better get started". I sit down on the bed and put my hands on her shoulders and i say "well im not to experienced in giving massages but ill do my best". As im going along shes moaning a little bit in pleasure. She leans up and gives me a little kiss. I say "What was that for?". She replies well your a handsome young man and you deserve it. I say "well thanks I guess". I keep going a little bit longer and finally get my courage up and I reached down and started to kiss her neck. When I get done she turns around.
I thought to myself "Oh crap maybe I shouldnt have done that". but to my surprise she smiles. She reaches down and starts to unzip my pants. Then she takes them all the way off. When she sets the pants down she pulls my 6 inch cock out of my zipper. I know im not the biggest down there but im proud. She says "Not bad this is pretty thick, just the way i like it". She starts to suck it, it didnt take me long to come. I said "im going to cum" but she kept sucking until i blew my load into her mouth and she swallowed it all up.
She gets up and lays down on the bed and says "Now its your turn". I take her pants off to find no pantys. I laid down infront of her and stuck 2 fingers in her slit. She was dripping wet. I bang her for a few minutes. I finally dive in and shove my toung in there, tasting the pussy juices in my mouth. Im licking away for awhile and shes moaning away. Then she starts bucking her hips and cums.
When i was finished there i was hard as a rock. I laid down next to her and start kissing her. Then I climb on top of her and said "Those tittys are looking mighty sexy". She takes my cock in her mouth and gets it well lubed up. I slide back a little bit and squeeze her tits together. I slid my cock right in between there and started to hump harder and harder. Until finally I blew it and my warm spooge shot all over her face and tits. I rolled off in exaustion.
We laid there for awhile just making out and feeling eachother up. I asks "Have you ever had sex before". I didnt know what to say because I was still a virgin. So I say "Not yet" she says "so im the lucky huh?" and I reply " Nope im the lucky one" she giggles a little bit. Then all of a sudden she climbs on top of me and says "get ready". She grabs my cock and then sits down on it. Im loving every minute of this. So she starts humping me. I just lay there watching those huge tits bounce as she rides me. Then after about 15 or so minutes im almost ready to come. I say "stop im goin to blow it". but she kept on going. I blow it in her wet pussy and she rolls off of me. I was just laying there contemplating what just happened. We start talking then she mentions that I should probably go wake rob up.
We both got dressed and started down stairs. I wake Rob up and we talk for a little while. He says "SO what do you want to to im bored" I just smiled and said "Im not"
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the sexy schoolgirl
This is my first story so I hope you like it
As Hannah walked into the party she knew it was a bad idea as all the guys in the room began to stare in amazement. She had gotten a call from her boyfriend Dj telling her to dress in an extra sexy costume for his halloween costume party. She normally would never do anything like this but she felt bad for not doing anything for his birthday the week before. She entered the party in a sexy school girl outfit the uniform shirt tied in front under her chest with the shirt opened exposing her silky black bra that perfectly held her 38D cup breast. She wore a short skirt that any bending showed off her sexy silk black panties over h She walked through the party and every guy she walked past seem to start or whistle or try to make a pass at her. Dj stood in the kitchen staring out into the party until he saw Hannah wading through the group of people. He then walked out to meet her. Embarrassed Hannah walked outside onto the small room sized balcony of the 18th floor apartment. Dj followed her out closing the door and locking it behind him and shuting the curtains on the door so noone could see out the door. "I feel like suck an idiot I knew I shouldn't have worn this I feel ridiculous." Hannah said. " Oh but baby you look so sexy" Dj said "I wanted to look sexy for you not for everybody to be staring at me." Hannah said "You do look sexy and just for me too." Dj said walking up to Hannah wrapping his arms around her and kissing her on different places on her neck. "Mmm that feels good baby but stop not now you have a party full of people." "They won't miss me I won't be gone too long and somebody wants to see you." he said grinding his 8in dick in against her ass cheeks. "Ugh I want to see him too, ok lets go to your room." she said in between soft moans "No babe I can't wait" Dj said massaging her breasts over her shirt with his left hand and rubbing her pussy lips through her panties. Her moans began to come faster and louder. Hannah reached her arm behind her and began to rub his hard dick through his pants. He rubbing faster and harder, her pussy getting wetter and wetter soaking her panties. He slid her hand into her panties and began to slide his index and middle fingers in and out of her tight soaking wet pussy while playing with her clit with his ring and pinky fingers. His other hand slid her bra up and began to play with exposed breasts pinching her rock hard nipples. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick wrapping her hand around it and stroking it up and down. The feeling got so overwhelming that his fingers began to slow as he stopped to enjoy it "no don't stop baby mmm please dont stop" she said biting her bottom lip tryin to contain her moans . He snapped back to reality and returned his fingers giving his attention back to her pussy. She let out one last loud moan before she rode one of the best orgasms she's ever had as it shook through her. Dj slid his fingers in her mouth and she sucked her juices off of it. Then he slid her panties down and leaned her forward and held her waist before he eased his dick into her dripping wet pussy. She couldn't help but moan as he began to slowly slide his dick in and out slowly picking up speed. Making her moan louder and louder until she came all over his dick. "Mm stick in my ass D." He got on his knees behind her and slid his finger in her pussy getting them wet before sliding them in her ass. He licked her pussy while sliding his fingers in and out of her ass then he ran his tongue up and replaced his fingers wit his tongue getting her ass really wet. He then ran his tongue up her back sucking on her neck again before he placed his dick at the entrance of her ass then eased it in real slow causing her to bite her bottom lip harder as half of his dick slid into her ass stopping to let her get use to it, then he continues to move it in farther until the whole length of his cock is inside of her. He slides his dick slowly in and out of her ass before moving it faster and faster making her throw her head back and moan loud. He felt like he was on the edge of exploding. "I'm about to cum baby." "Cum in my ass D." He pushed his dick as deep in her ass as it would go before pumping her ass full of his hot cum. Then pulled out and Hannah turned around and got on her knees and began to suck out any trace of sperm left. She kept sucking until his cock return back to full length and hard as a brick. He then laid her down on a chair on the balcony and began to slide his tongue in and out of her pussy and sucked on her clit making her scream. He kissed his way up to her breasts and began to suck on then as he ground the length of his cock against her pussy lips then he began to pound his dick in and out of her pussy. She moaned so loud she nearly lost her voice and she was coming up onto her 4th orgasm "I'm gonna cum" they both said in unison "Im cumming" Hannah said as her pussy squeezed the cum out of Dj's dick making him shoot his hot cum into her waiting pussy. They lay there kissing, Dj's cock going soft in Hannah's pussy. He brushed her soft brrown hair out of her face and looking into her eyes. "See that wasn't so bad was it." "Mm no babe it was amazing." "good cuz i wanna go again." "not until the next party sweetie." Hey guys feel free to comment and tell me what ya think I'd love to hear what you think about it
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The Journey
The Journey.
Because of a family bereavement, I had to drive from London to Sheffield. I chose to travel the night before I really needed to, in order to avoid excessive traffic. As it turned out it was probably one of my best decisions.
For those unaware of the distances involved its 168 miles (272 km) from London to Sheffield, most of it is motorway travel. Being lucky enough to have a large automatic car with cruise control, it was literally a case of point and steer. Just as I approached the slip road to the motorway, it was raining and just ahead of me I saw three figures huddled under an umbrella with a cardboard sign saying Nottingham. It was not until I slowed to a stop that I saw it was three teenage girls. The lead girl opened the front passenger door and asked w
Gratefully they accepted the offer and two climbed in the back as the one holding the passenger door climbed in beside me. As I pulled away, the girl beside me introduced the group to me. “I am Gillian, The busty blonde is Sharon, while the flat chested one is Sally†she said. “Hi My name is Ray. You’re being a bit catty about your friends aren’t you†I replied. Sharon then said “Yeah, well slutty Gill is always catty.â€Â
I said smiling “Excuse me but young ladies like you should not know what slutty is all about let alone be using such wordsâ€Â  A sultry voice replied “Why not, after all men think its ok to get experience before marriage†“Quite right, Sally, it is unfair that women be labeled easy or sluts because they too become experienced.†Sharon then said “Bitch, that rain has gone straight thorough my coat and my top is soaked, it feels really uncomfortable†Gill turned and looked at her saying “Well take em off, you don’t normally need an invitation to flash your tits†I coughed saying “Excuse me, I would not like to have an accident with a view like that in my rear view mirror†again laughing as I said it.
Sally added “we are all soaked†“would you mind if we changed our clothes, Ray†she added. “I can’t stop you can I, that’s if you don’t mind an apprentice pervert watching†Gill slide her hand over saying “I am sure your not a pervert, trainee or not†her hand traced the outline of my prick. “Here girls, looks like we have hit a good one here, if Ray can use this as well as it feels, we all could end up satisfied†Gill added. “Whoa, Slow down girls, look why not wait till I hit the service station, it’s only 14 miles†“you can nip off to the toilets to change†I offered.
Gill turned to the girls and said “Hey Girls, we have a Galahad, here†most men would be eager for us to flash our bods to him!†Sharon had already opened her backpack and was fishing out a dry Tee shirt. Sally smiled as she located her dry top. Gill opened her jacket to reveal no shirt at all only a flimsy bra hid her generous tits from my view. Sally said “look why not take the next exit and find somewhere more private while we change. I am sure we wont delay your journey by much†This worried me a fair bit, Why would she want somewhere more private, were they thinking of stealing my car or worse doing me some harm. “Sorry, Ray, did not mean to worry you†She added, obviously reading my face. “it’s just that there is not much room to change back here†she offered.
I decided to trust them, So at the next junction I swung on to the slip road and at the roundabout turned left on to a country lane. I saw a parking area with toilets just ahead and slowed down, parking as close to the toilets as I could. I expected the girls to jump out and disappear in the toilet block to change, instead the stripped of their coats and tops where they sat. Gill said “That’s better, at least now you can watch us without the fear of crashing!â€Â
I Smiled. Sally asked “Ray, Don’t you think my breasts are better than them horrible things of Sharon’s?†“Sally, small breasts are as erotic in their own right, just as the larger ones are in theirs. As my mother always told me ‘more than a mouthful is a waste’†I replied. “very diplomatic answer!†said Gill.
“Listen, and this is to all three of you. “women’s breasts are as individual as the women themselves, all that really matters is that your happy with your own!†“As a man, I think the size is unimportant, so long as the nipple is sensitive to the touch and the woman enjoys what your doing to them!†I added. Gill now topless reached for my hand and said “feel my nipple, all this talk has already started making me horny†She took my hand and pressed it to her tit. Automatically my fingers sought out her nipple, and as I played with it I glanced in the mirror to see Sally slide her hands on to Sharon’s left breast. Sharon closed her eyes at the touch. She then slipped her hand across on to Sally’s right breast, bring a moan from Sally.
Gill saw where my gaze was and said “typical, they can’t wait to play with each other.†She then snapped “stop that, Look let’s get Ray here to drop us of at our flat in Nottingham and we can all thank him personally for the trouble we have put him too†Both girls nodded and reluctantly released each other’s tits. I withdrew my hand only to have Gill pull it back. “Surely the same applies to you as your mates†I asked.
Reluctantly she released my hand. “Listen girls, why don’t we leave off our tops and let Ray enjoy the views†Gill said. “No your alright, Better cover up so I can concentrate on my driving, especially in this weather!†I offered. The girls slowly put on their dry tops, although I did notice that not one of them put on a bra.
It was a really difficult drive up to Nottingham, knowing that these three sexy girls, were sat their with only a thin tee shirt covering their tits. Small talk helped to ease the tension, although I did wonder what lay in store for me in Nottingham.
Eventually I reached the Nottingham slip road, and following Gill’s directions, we soon arrived at the address. I half expect the girls to jump out and thank me before disappearing, but no true to their word they invited me into their home.
Once inside, Gill asked if I would like a drink. I explained that I do not drink but would love a cup of tea. “how would you like it?†she asked. “White, two sugars, and served topless!†I quipped. Sally and the other two girls moved towards the kitchen saying “Make yourself comfortable whilst we prepare your drink!â€Â
I went over to the settee and sat down. Ten minutes later, the door from the kitchen swung open and three naked beauties emerged bringing me my cup of tea. Sally was in front, she was 4’10â€Â, slight of build with 36A breast topped off with small cherry coloured erect nipples, as my eyes wander down her body, I took in the sight of her shaven pussy lips. They were already beginning flower open. She stepped to the side as she reached me. There stood Gill, 5’4†medium build woman with 40C bust, her nipples were also erect but memorable because of the size of them. They must have stuck out a good half inch, Glancing down between her legs, she too was shaven. I almost burst out laughing as I saw sticking out of her cunt was a teaspoon. She slowly leaned forward and place the cup on the table in front of me. Standing off to one side, she revealed Sally, 5’ 11†medium build with massive 48DD breasts. Her aerolea were massive also but her nipples were modest in size, She too was shaven.
Gill then said “Oh Come on Ray, we said make yourself comfortable and your still fully dressed.†I reminded them “I still have to drive on up to Sheffield, yet†“Yes but you said, you did not need to be there till tomorrow around dinner time†added Sally. With that all three girls pulled me to my feet and began undressing me. Soon I was as naked as the three girls. “see I told you it was worth waiting for, Just look at that for a real prick†Gill said. All three girls craned their necks to look.
Sharon snapped “Bags first to have that up my cuntâ€Â. Sally responded with “Oh no, Me first, usually when you have finished with a prick, the guy only wants to sleep†Gill said “As I was first to feel it in the car, I should be first to feel its thrustsâ€Â.
I said “look, I think I have some say in this!†“What about, I will take you in order of your birthdays. Who’s birthday is first?†Sally cheered “That would be me with my birthday being in February!†Sharon then Said “No no that put me last as mine is in December!†“Yes but that gives you the best experience, by the time I get to fuck you, having come twice, I should last the longest time†I offered.
Sharon Smiled “OK, I never thought of that†she said. “besides it also means you and Gill can get down on each other while your waiting†I said.
I then turned to Sally, “Where do you want me?†I enquired. “how about in the main bedroom†she answered. “lead away, My Sexy†I said. All four of us went upstairs, Gill remembered to bring my cup of tea with her. Sally climbed on the bed and held her arms out to me. I crawled into her arms, Began to lightly nibble her ear, whilst my hand traced the edge of her cunt lips. Sally trembled in anticipation, then pushing me back she climbed down until her mouth reached the purple head of my cock. Slowly she circled the head with her tongue. I looked across towards gill and Sharon, they were already entwined in each others arms French kissing.
For a woman of such slight build, Sally surprised me with the ease that she swallowed my seven inches. Soon she was bobbing her head on my rigid member. I softly spoke to Sally “You sexy little slut, I can’t wait to shove my cock deep into your delightful cunt, I am going to eat your tits, chew on your nipples till you beg me to fuck you deep†She merely moaned over my cock. I pulled her up and holding both her hands above her head, I licked my way down from her ears and on to her tits. I nipped the nipple between my teeth and gently tugged on them. Sally let out a long moan, causing Sharon and gill to stop what they were doing to watch us.
Rolling Sally on to her back I continued to lick my way down towards her swollen cunt. I probed her opening with my tongue and flicked the tip across her clit, causing her body to jerk violently. Climbing between her legs, I looked over my shoulder and said “Girls, come here and hold this bitch down whilst I fuck her brains out†Both girls rushed to each side of the bed and took hold of one of Sally’s legs each. “Pinch her nipples, while I get this prick into her love box†I snapped. Sharon bent her head down and began to lick Sally’s right breast. Gill followed suit and Sally began moaning non stop. I slowly eased my prick into her hot slippery cunt. I fucked her for all I was worth and manage to give her two orgasms before I finally succumbed to flooding her cunt.
Gill told her “Sally, fuck off out the way so I can get my fill†Sally was slow to respond but finally rolled of the bed. Gill suddenly plunged her mouth over my still hard prick, she licked my clean of Sally’s juices, before swallowing my prick deep into her throat. I turn to check on Sally only to find Sharon’s head buried between her legs sucking out my spunk.
Gill Wisphered “Ray, Put your fucking hot cock up my arse, I want you to fill my arse with your spunk, Sally loves sucking my arse hole for spunk†With that she turned over and present her arse towards me. I eased my prick into her arse, while reached around her to pull on those extra long nipples. I rolled them between my finger and thumb. I slowly built up speed as I fucked gill’s arse. She suddenly began talking gibberish as he orgasm over took her. I sped up until I could no longer hold back and yelped “Take this you fucking Slut, I’m going to fill your arse to the brim of spunk†Almost at the same time her second orgasm ripped through her body.
No sooner had she calmed down, when Sharon was nudging out of the way. “Hold on a minute, I would like to drink my tea before its stone cold†I uttered. “We still have plenty of time to deal with you Sharon, How about the three of you get on the bed and daisy chain your cunts. That would give me on hell of an erotic show and give me time to drink my tea†I added. So as I stood beside the bed Sally fastened her mouth on to Gill’s arse and I heard gill say “That’s it you bitch open my anal ring with that delightful tongue of yours, Great now lap up all of Ray’s spunk from my arse†Sharon then lowered her cunt on to Gill’s mouth while parting Sally’s legs and sinking her tongue into the cunt before her eyes.
After finishing my tea, I climbed onto the bed behind Sharon and eased my re envigoured Cock into her cunt, brushing past Gill’s tongue in the process. As the kept licking each other I set about fucking my third cunt of the night and thanking my lucky stars for stopping to pick up hitch hikers. I then reached over and began to twist Sharon’s nipples. “Sharon reach out and do this to Sally, Sally you do the same to Gill, Gill you can finger fuck Sharon’s arse while I fuck the bitches cunt†I said. Soon the bed was rocking with the movement of four heavily sweating bodies. I was well aware of the movement of gill’s fingers as I fucked Sharon’s cunt.
Sharon hardly became vocal as she shuddered through her first orgasm, Having already cum twice I was still a long way off my third orgasm. For forty minutes the bed was a tangle of Sweaty bodies, entwines around three cunts and a prick.
I finally forced myself over the finishing line and shot my load up Sharon’s Cunt. As I collapsed, Sharon climbed off the bed and grabbed the teaspoon from my cup. Then raising her leg up on the edge of the bed she scouped out the spunk on the spoon and tipped it into her open mouth. Then the next spoonful she gave to Gill and the third to Sally.
I said “If it’s ok with you, I am going to crawl off to another bedroom to get some sleep†Gill said “yeah no problem, reckon you deserve some sleep after such an excellent performance.†I don’t know how long I had been there but I suddenly woke to dawn breaking through the window, before I became wide awake I became aware of a deliciously warm moist feeling on my prick, I looked down to find Sally sucking my rapidly hardening cock. She looked up at me before releasing my prick and said “Before you go, please take my anal cherry, it looked so fucking hot when you did it to Gill.†What could I do, I rolled her on to her stomach and gently eased my prick into her virgin arse.
Suddenly the bedroom door swung open and Gill and Sharon Stood there with a full cooked breakfast. “Oh Sally, you were supposed to wake him up and tell him breakfast was ready, you slutty lucky bitch†said Gill. “I am getting my fill first†giggled Sally.
An hour later I waved a fond farewell to the three girls, but not until I had given them my phone number to call me if ever they found themselves in London with time to kill.
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This Is A True Story Of Bisex And Ethnic And Incest That Happened Years Ago
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She begged
This is my first story about my hot wife. I am 23 and my wife is 22. this story takes place when we were 17.
First a little bit about my wife Tiff. Tiff is 5'2" tall moderate build with 36 c cup tits a very nice ass and a awsome shaved pussy. I am 5'5" tall moderate build with a 5" dick. My wife loves to fuck any place any time and in front of just about anyone.
One day we were talking about how we could make our sex life more interesting and we touched on the subject of anal sex. She has never tried it and it has always been on my mind to fuck her in her ass. So that night we were making out on the couch and I started to caresser her tits.&n She was wearing a skirt and I pulled that off and her thong come with it. Now my wife is sitting there compleetely naked her tits and nipples glisend in the light because of my spit. her pussy was calling my name to be licked and fingered and plowed. Her pussy juice was starting to make her pussy look very inticing but she would not let me touch her yet. She wanted to play with me first. She pulled down my pants and my dick was standing at full attention. She took my dick in her hand and started to give me a hand job, and then she took her mouth and gave my dick a kiss and then started to suck me off. after about 15min over her sucking my dick and playing with my balls, i felt my balls start to tingle and I stopped her before i blew my hot cum all over her face, I wanted to save it for someplace special. I stood her back up and pushed her backwards onto the couch and i spred open her legs to gat a good look at the wondrful pussy of hers. I then spred her soaking wet pussy lips and cave her clit a little blow. I then started to lick her hot sweet tasting pussy. In no time I had her hips bucking and she was screaming. She let out this loud scream and I then got this rush of warm fluid on my face. Her cum ran down my face and onto the floor. It was the biggest orgasm that she has ever had. She then goes I want you to fuck my pussy right now. So I sat down on the couch and tiff climbed on top of my. she implaied her pussy right on to my cock. her war pussy was so tight and so ready for my to take her. She fuck me hard for 10min as I was sucking on her tits, then she got up and turned around so her feet were on the floor and her ass was facing me and she once again impailed herslef on my cock. She started to fuck my cock real hard once again. as she was ridding my cock I decided to take this oppertunity to try to finger her ass. I spread her ass apart and saw her nice brown stink hole right at my finger tips. I licked my finger and started to press it into her stink hole. She loved it and begged my to keep going. So i started to fuck her ass hole with my fingers. I first started with one finger and then slipped two in there and eventuly got three fingers in the ass hole as she is still ridding my cock like there is no tomorrow. She all of a sudden jumpped off my cock and was begging me to put it in her ass. She wanted me to fuck the shit out of her ass and fill it with my hot cum. I pulled her up off the couch and then bent her over the arm of the couch. I stuck my dick in the pussy to lub it up and then I spit on her ass hole. I then spred her ass open and out the tip on my cock up to her hole and gently pushed in to her hole. I keeped pusshing and got deeper and deeper in her ass untill my cock was all the way in her ass. She then said John fuck my ass now. So I started to fuck her ass as hard as a could. I was fucking her so hard and so fast that my balls were hitting her pussy and they were soaked with pussy juice. She was screaming at the top of her lungs fuck me fuck me in my ass now cum in my ass. At that point I could not hold out any more and I blew my load all in her ass and she loved it. I continued to fuck her ass untill I was limp. when I pulled out some cum oozed out of her ass and her ass holw was gaping open. It was the first time of many that I fuck her ass. We even had sex in a car that her parents were in. Thats for next time.
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Threesome tease
I woke up early the next morning to the feeling of a hand cupping my right breast. As I was lying on my side facing the edge of the bed I wasn’t sure if it was Tim’s or Helen’s. I reached behind me and found Tim’s soft cock. I slid my fingers around it and gently started stroking him. He responded with a soft moan and shifted slightly allowing the weight of my breast to nestle in the palm of his hand.
It took less than a minute before he was rock hard and pressing against my back, but he was still fast asleep. I sighed, slipped out of the bed, walked into the kitchen and started the coffee brewing. Taking advantage of I was just rubbing the shampoo into my hair when I saw the bathroom door open and Helen come in. “Morning Bev, mind if I pee?” Without waiting for a reply she went over to the toilet. “Only if you wash my back.” I heard the flush go and the shower door open. Helen came in to the cubicle and squirted some bodywash into the palm of her hand. “Ummm.” I groaned as her hands caressed my shoulders. “That was some night. I haven’t had sex like that for a long while.” “Well hun, you haven’t been hanging around me for a while.” She kissed my neck and moved her soaping activities to my front, slipping her hands under my breasts and running them upwards over my hardening nipples. “Can we stay in bed all morning please?” I murmured tipping back my head so that it rested on her shoulder. “I’ll be very good, I promise.” I slid my hands behind me and rubbed the cheeks of her ass. “How good?” “I’ll do anything you say or want.” “Deal. Let me finish off in here and you go fix the breakfast.” The bathroom was by now very steamy, so I grabbed a towel and went into the kitchen to dry off. Tim was already in there pouring coffee and as expected he was naked with a hard on. As an extra bonus he had already made breakfast. “Hi Bev, sleep well?” Tim asked. “Like a babe. You?” I kissed him, reached down and gently stroked his cock. “I couldn’t resist fondling you earlier this morning.” “Oh that was you was it? There will be payback you know.” “Sooner the better lover, I’m so horny.” I sat on the barstool. “In that case, here’s your coffee, I’m going to get a shower.” As he left, it occurred to me that I could still hear the water running as Helen continued her shower. I hoped she wasn’t going to make him cum; I wanted his hard cock in me first. I squeezed my thighs together at the thought, sending a pleasure tingle through my body. I don’t think I had ever been this turned on. I parted my thighs and moved my right hand between my legs. I could feel how wet I was and inserted my two middle fingers into my pussy. I pulled them out and slid them upwards either side of my clit. Back and forwards I moved, initializing a small orgasm. “Hey, no starting without us, remember our agreement.” Helen called out as she entered the kitchen. I guiltily pulled away my hand. Helen ate some fruit and took the rest into the bedroom. I followed her with my coffee and stretched out on the bed with my arms above my head, the cool air blowing deliciously over my naked body. Helen put down her plate of fruit, and turned to face me. “As you are like that, stay still.” She commanded, reached down behind the head board and pulled out two silk scarves, already secured to the bed posts. She quickly tied them around my wrists, stretching my arms across the width of the bed. “Ohhhh, you look so helpless now, Bev.” Helen whispered and lightly kissed me on my lips. As I moved my head forward to kiss her harder, she moved away. “Not so fast, honey.” She moved closer again and licked my lips. Again I tried to kiss her back, but she avoided me and kissed my neck. I squirmed as she licked and nibbled my ear lobe, getting a small gasp out of me. Helen knew the exact location of all my erogenous zones. Tim came into the room and judging by his expression, Helen had already told him what she had planned. He walked over to Helen’s plate of fruit, his cock bobbing, selected a strawberry and bit into it. Sitting on the bed he drew circles with the strawberry over my breasts and around my nipples. Helen slowly licked the juices off one breast and Tim off the other, neither one actually touching my nipples. The anticipation was driving me crazy; I wanted just one of them to take a nipple in the mouth and lifted my chest to encourage them. Instead they kissed each other deeply, their tongues entwining, gently biting on each other’s lips. As they rolled over Tim kissed her neck and worked down to her nipples, sucking hard on each one, making them into dark points of flesh as he squeezed them together. “I love Helen’s titties, don’t you Bev?” Tim said looking me in the eye as he continued to caress them. Helen’s eyes were tightly closed as she reveled in the pleasure. I groaned and looked away. I could feel a dull ache of desire developing deep inside of me. He worked down her stomach until he reached her mons. Using his thumbs he spread her pussy lips apart exposing the pink bead of her clit. His mouth greedily sucked on it, and Helen breathed in deeply with a low moan. He tongue moved lower and into her vagina. “I love the taste of your juices, God you’re wet. You like her taste Bev?” With that he leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. I did indeed love her taste and as I tried to lick Tim’s face, he pulled away and continued to deeply lick Helen. He pushed two fingers inside of her and quickly moved them in and out. After five minutes of this intense stimulation Helen cried out “Ohhhhh, yes, yes, ohhh, ohhh, I can’t help it, I’m cummmming!” Her back arched and she pushed her head back into the pillow. Tim kept stimulating her over the next 15 minutes bringing her quite a lot of pleasure. I could do nothing but watch, the scarves restraining me. Tim finally adjusted himself between her legs and lifted her hips up before thrusting his hard cock inside her. I rubbed my legs together trying to ease the ache of lust. Tim pounded hard against her; I knew that she would soon orgasm again when she started to breathe in small gasps. Helen screamed out “Come on, yes, fuck me Tim, hammer my cunt, that’s it, ohhh I’m cumming again, geeeezzzz.” I watched as her pleasure peaked and finally waned even as Tim kept thrusting. Finally she pleaded with him. “Pull out Tim, I’m too sensitive, God can’t stand it, ah ah, give me time to recover, please!” I knew from past experience with Helen and vibrators, she can only tolerate so much before needing a break. “Don’t cum, give it to me. Put that big cock in me.” I pleaded. Helen gasped her thanks as Tim withdrew and she collapsed sideways on the bed facing me with a big, satisfied smirk on her face. Tim straddled my chest and put his stiff, wet cock between my breasts and squeezed them together and began to slowly thrust. “I love fucking a big pair of titties.” Helen moved closer to me and put one leg between mine, her knee all the way up between my legs, gentling rubbing herself against my hip. I tried to grind against her knee, but every time I did she would move away from me. I was getting so horny I thought I was going to die. Tim was so erect his cock kept springing out from between my breasts, so Helen grasped it and started masturbating him. I could see his pre-cum leaking out and feel my juices trickling between my legs with anticipation. “Hey you guys, come on, don’t you dare. Fuck my tight cunt Tim, come on. Don’t waste it, I need to cum.” Tim’s only response was to shift further up my body, the tip of his cock touching my chin. Helen increased the speed and length of her stroking. “Payback for yesterday’s teasing Bev, you don’t know how pent up I was on the beach. I had to lay face down most of the afternoon. I am going to enjoy giving you a facial.” With that he grabbed my head and groaned. Load after load of hot, sticky, white cum shot out over my face, my eyes, my mouth and neck. “Oh that was sooo good, sooo good.” He whispered and rolled onto the bed between Helen and me. I was starting to get a little testy, but decided to hold any comments and just lie there. After about ten minutes Helen took Tim in her mouth and started to slowly suck him. I also felt the nails on her left hand graze the inside of my thigh, drawing little circles and getting infinitesimally higher with each revolution. Helen knew that drove me absolutely crazy and I just hoped she wasn’t still on the tease kick. That would be more than I could possibly stand. Tim leaned over and licked off some of his cum off my face and kissed me on the mouth. No tease this time and I could taste the saltiness on his tongue. His left hand slid up over my stomach and started to circle my left breast, the nipple springing up hard in anticipation. I kissed Tim harder and greedier as he rolled the nipple between his fingers. Helen’s fingers reached the entrance of my vagina and circled its moist entrance. I was getting even wetter knowing that this time I was going to get relief. I gasped as she inserted two fingers inside of me, hunting out my G spot. She knew what I liked and how to give it to me and I broke off Tim’s kiss to cry out in pleasure. “Yes Helen, oh yes, you know, huh huh huh, oh that’s it, oh I feel like I’m going to pee, yes, that’s it, oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” As I came down from a tremendous peak, Tim shifted his mouth’s attention to my nipples and Helen to my clit. The two tongues working in unison drove me back into a state of orgasm, and every time I thought it was ending, they changed rhythm, causing wave after wave of pleasure to crash over me. I weakly strained against my bindings when Tim broke away, but then he replaced Helen between my legs. He had evidently fully recovered and I felt the bulbous head of his big cock probe my vagina. Two thrusts and he was fully in, crushing up against my pelvis, but instead of thrusting continuously, he fucked me with six long strokes and then six short ones, then six long strokes. The cold ache of longing had been replaced by an increasingly tighter ball of intense pleasure. Tim started to speed up, his testicles swinging against my ass. The feeling of Helen sensually kissing me on my ear, my lips and my breasts started a surge of electricity in my upper body and when she slipped a hand down my tummy, the two pleasure areas joined together. I came so hard it felt like everything was in slow motion and my eyesight blurred. I don’t know what I said or what I cried out, I was vaguely aware of Tim’s seed shooting deep inside of me, the heat of it building on my internal fire. Gradually the feeling faded and I slumped down hard against the mattress almost unconscious “You okay Bev?” I heard Helen whisper. She had got a cold wet facecloth and wiped away Tim’s cum off my face. I opened my eyes and nodded. “Good. That was incredible; I have always wanted to do that tease scene. The added bonus was that it was with you. Love you Bev.” “Love you too Helen.” I whispered and kissed her before closing my eyes again. “Hey hunk. Lie down here, I want you hard again.” Helen called out to Tim and pulled him back down on to the bed. Since that weekend, Helen and I now see each other on a regular basis. As for Tim, we never did hear from him again, but with a friend like Helen…. Comments welcome, email me at clintonbeverly@yahoo.com
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Ken
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 I had spent the previous seven years working in the outpatient department of the hospital and had pretty much settled into the routine. Monday through Friday, nine am to five pm, the clinic serviced the medical needs of the surrounding community. Monday’s were OB-GYN; Tuesdays were bone clinic, Wednesday’s cardiac follow-up with Thursday and Friday’s as open days to any needed follow-up.
 Today had been like any other cardiac care follow-up day with the usual blood pressure checks, blood draws and EKG’s. Ken was back in again for his monthly check-up. His recovery from a heart attack six months earlier had been going very well. Over fifty and in reasonably good shape for his age. His work history in construction had made his hands gnarled and his muscled body still hard from the rigors of building. The other nurses didn’t care to do his check-ups as he was ill mannered and handy (if you know what I mean). Today he was to have an EKG and he was not in a particularly good mood.
 “Good Morning, Ken!†I said in my most cheery voice as I entered the examination room. “Please sit on the table and remove your shirt. I just need to attach these electrodes.†I said as I held up the patched leads. Ken yanked the corduroy shirt out of his jeans and began unbuttoning it grumbling as he did so, “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.†I looked up to see a sly grin on his face and a sparkle in his eyes as he stared at my chest. “Maybe later,†I quipped as I placed the first electrode on his chest. I noticed his skin had been toughened by years of outdoor work and his muscles were still tone from decades of hard labor. He had more hair on his chest, arms and back than I had seen on other men. I noted his breathing was becoming more rapid as I attached each electrode. As I finished his strong arm slid around me, drew me close and kissed me. I had instinctively yielded to this strong man but than pushed away straightening my uniform and saying, “That’ll be enough of that! Let’s get this test started,†and flipped on the machine. I turned back to him and pushed on his shoulders to get him to lie down on the table. As I leaned across him to check the lead on his far shoulder, I glanced down to see a smile on his face and a gleam in his eyes. He whispered in my ear, “Debbie, I do believe you have me at a disadvantage.†The musky odor of an aroused male filled my nostrils as I dragged my breasts across his chest and turned to leave the room. Over my shoulder I said, “ We’ll let that run for a few minutes and I’ll be back,†closing the door behind me as I left the exam room.
 This man had awakened a sexual desire I hadn’t felt in many years. I felt positively giddy as a schoolgirl with a crush. I was a married woman with a devoted husband and a child to care for. What was I thinking, this was wrong on so many levels both socially and professionally but it felt so good, to be bad. What harm was there with a little flirtation? I went to the bathroom and quickly removed my snap down top and took off my bra. As I replaced my top and looked down to fasten the snaps I saw my nipples were stiff with arousal and my breasts lifted with the added blood flow. I balled up my bra and hid it in the back of a drawer at the nurse’s station. I returned to the exam room and took a deep breath before entering. I than calmly re-entered the room closing the door behind me and moving to shut off the machine. I slowly examined his strip (EKG) for any irregularities and turned to Ken with a smile saying, “You have made remarkable progress.†I walked to his tableside and began removing his electrodes. I could feel his warm breath on my chest as I again reached across him to remove the last of the electrodes and he quipped again, “It’s only fair, you know?†as he looked sheepishly at me. I turned from the table and discarded the leads and turned back to face him. Braving unexplored territory I pulled open my top and held it wide for him to see saying, “I suppose your right.†He leapt to his feet and wrapped his arms around me drawing me close he kissed me. His hard hairy chest pressed mine and I kissed him back. I felt more alive than I had in years. His hands dropped down and cupped my ass lifting me onto the examining table. He stepped back to allow his eyes to drink in the sight of my aroused breasts and his hands to roam freely over my body. “Magnificent,†he said. I felt beautiful and sexy and alive for the first time in many years. Every part of my mind screamed how wrong this was but my body surrendered eagerly to the passion his touch aroused in me. Just as my passion peaked he looked at me and said, “We best stop before we’re caught.†He turned and put on his shirt and bent to pick up mine, which he handed to me. He than turned to leave the room and paused at the door to fish a card from his pocket. He handed me the card, smiled and thanked me as he left the room. I pulled on my top and snapped it up and arrived at the waiting room as he escorted his wife out the exit. As quickly as it had begun, it was over and sadly I went back to the exam room to finish cleaning up. With an air of gloom I went on to the next patient. Later that day, as I was fumbling in my pocket for a pen I found the crumbled card Ken had handed me. It had the name of a local bowling alley and a time scrawled on it. So, he did want to meet with me. I was walking on air the rest of my shift.
 When I arrived home later that afternoon I found my husband had already left for work. He had taken our child to the sitter and had dinner warming in the oven for the two of us. I promptly put the dinner in the refrigerator and called the sitter to see if she would watch the kid until my husband could pick her up, as I had to work a double. I called my husband and repeated the same story and told him to pick up his daughter on the way home, as I might have to stay over.
 I than busied myself primping for my date. I was going make this a very special evening for the two of us. I put on my sexiest teddy, jeans and a sweater. I didn’t want to appear as eager as I felt. I set off for the bowling alley after dapping perfume in the appropriate areas to enhance my allure. I didn’t have long to wait before he arrived and asked me if he could show me something in the parking lot. I remembered thinking I had never done it in a car and resigned myself to a first. Imagine my surprise when I noticed he was leading me to a large motor home parked on the edge of the lot. “Let me show you my home away from home,†Ken said. He opened the door for me and I stepped up into a house on wheels. I could see the kitchen and sitting room to my right and the bathroom and bedroom to the left. He had a queen-sized bed that filled the rear of the motor home.
 The door had barely closed behind him before he pulled off my jeans and sweater. He was most impatient with the teddy and simply split it from bust to crotch with one mighty tug. His actions startled me and took my breath away as I stood naked before his gaze. He took but a moment to admire my naked form before scooping me up in his strong arms to carry me willingly to his waiting bed. He kissed me deeply as he carried me. He set me on the edge of the bed and began tearing at his clothing, tossing his shirt aside and dropping his pants to expose his rock hard cock. I didn’t have long to ponder the enormous size of his tool as he bent to grasp my ankles and lift them above either side of his head, tilting my womanhood up to receive his tool. I felt the head of his cock batter against my hole as it stretched to accommodate his girth. Here there was no foreplay, no pretext, he simply rammed his cock into me. He exerted all his might into each thrust, drawing tears from me as I felt he was tearing me in two. I was gasping for air, tears rolling down my cheeks as he drove his cock so far up me I thought I would gag on it, stretching my cervix as few man ever had. Finally I felt his pelvis bump against mine and the head of his cock stretch the back of my uterus. He paused for a moment allowing my cervix to adjust to his girth and I realized the exquisite nature of pain turning to pleasure as the juices deep within me flowed to lubricate this beast. Then he began to move, neither gently or with care but in long lunging strokes which shook every bone in my body. He was lost to his animal lust demanding satisfaction and soon I was too. I could not believe being treated so cruelly could be so arousing. Soon I was countering every thrust of his with my own. I soon experienced a rare treat for any woman as his ejaculation triggered first a vaginal and then a clitoral orgasm. My body melted like butter exposed to a heat source and groaned my approval. I thought to rest but had badly underestimated his stamina. His rough hands grabbed my breasts and squeezed them till I thought they would explode.
 He turned me over and lifted me on to all fours. Doggie-style after all this? He was still hard? All to soon I had an affirmative answer to my thoughts as I felt his pole explore my virgin ass. What had been uncomfortable before was downright painful now. I tried to roll a way only to have Ken grab my hips and hold me firmly in place. His cock was now burrowing in unfamiliar territory and I winched with each thrust. He reached around my body to insert his fingers in my now raw gash and groped to find my clitoris, which he rubbed coarsely to arouse me. I found his manipulations of my clit crude at best and batted his hand away replacing it with my own. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on what my hand was doing over what his cock was doing. I soon aroused myself until I was engulfed in a second clitoral orgasm. Later as we lay in each other’s arms fondling each other’s genitals he asked me how I felt about threesomes I giggled and climbed aboard his massive cock riding it in a slow deliberate fashion. I looked down at him and asked, “If you think you can satisfy me and someone else, bring it on!†Right here, right now this man had reawakened a sexual passion I had not known since I was very young and I wanted to explore the width and breadth of it, with him. Truthfully I didn’t care, so long as it pleased him. In the months and years to follow I would share many a bedmate willingly with him. He brought men sometimes and sometimes I brought women. I secretly fell in love with him and he was pleased with me for many years until I got pregnant and he dumped me. I quickly realized the error in judgment I had made and got an abortion. I even brought my sweet sister to his bed in atonement and this pleased him for a time but he had tired of me. At least my husband loved me.
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My first sexual experience.
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in this session i have briefly narrated my first sexual encounter with my best friend.
I was 25 when i first had sex. it was my friend who is 8 yrs elder to me . there was always an under current between us. this at one point went upto the level of phonesex. we then
regularly had a many sessions of phonesex. one da
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My Bitchy Hot Niece Denise
My Bitchy-hot Niece, Denise
By James Pendergrass (www.lulu.com/jmplays)
(Disclaimer: This is a completely fictitious tale intended solely for adults ages 18 or over. The author does not advocate the events of this story as a lifestyle preference. If you or someone you know is in a truly abusive relationship, please seek professional assistance. The author believes all relationships should be based on love and affection. Please do not reprint or republish this story without the express written consent of James P. Thank you.)
Chapter One – No Longer A Little Girl
It was meant to be a simple month-long visit while I got my life together. Thanks to some horrible managerial maneuvers by my banker employer (sub prime loans, etc.) I was out of a job two weeks past my 30th birthday. Never the type to save money, within two months I had serious cash problems. No longer could I afford my Manhattan luxury apartment. I needed help. Mom and Dad weren't an option. My friends were all either married or unreliable. I decided that the best person to ask for help was none other than my ex-wife’s sister, Janice.
Janice was seven years my senior. Unbeknownst to my ex-wife, my friendship with Janice was based on a mutual fondness that allowed the friendship to survive the end of my marriage. I had a longtime suspicion that Janice understood my true nature. We were kindred spirits. She never held my divorce from Jane (my ex-wife) against me. I don’t think she and Jane were on the best of terms.
A thin blonde woman of cosmopolitan tastes, Janice had married an investment banker when she was 20. For several years they lived in New York City, where they had a daughter, Denise. She was an only child. Eventually the marriage fell apart. Fortunately Janice made out quite well. She moved to Westchester County with Denise. Despite them living only an hour away, I hadn't seen them in five years. The last time I checked, Denise was an awkward young teenager and Janice was enjoying the millions from her divorce settlement.
When I called Janice and told her that I needed a place to stay temporarily until I got back on my feet, she was more than happy to help me out. As I said, Janice always liked me. Our relationship was strictly platonic. I harbored no illusions about any sort of sexual relationship and I don’t think she did either.
In truth, I was terribly embarrassed about the whole thing. I didn't have enough savings and that's what got me into this mess. All my money was spent on fancy dinners and high quality dominatrixes in NYC. Yeah, I should mention that. Since a young age I had submissive fantasies. Now the money was gone and I'd have to chill on my penchant for cruel, young humiliatrixes. Or so I thought.
I moved my stuff in on a particularly rainy Saturday in March. Janice was great. She gave me a nice room in the corner of their house. Since it was just she and Denise, there was more than enough room. The handsome brick house was located in a quiet residential area with tons of trees. It had a huge yard (several acres) and over 2,500 square feet of living space.
As I unpacked my clothing, I heard a, "Hey Uncle Fred." I looked up and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. There was Denise - only it wasn't the awkward adolescent I remembered. Denise had turned into a sexy, vivacious young woman. I could see she had retained some of the punkish qualities I remembered about her. She wore a very short jeans skirt. It ran way up her thighs, and underneath she had thick black stockings that went down to silly black Converse "Chuck Taylor" all-stars. That wasn't what caught my attention though. It was her legs, which had lengthened significantly since I had last seen her. Now officially a “woman” at age 18, she had inherited her mother's elegant curves. Her hips had filled in and now framed a lovely, tight, but undeniably feminine midsection. She wore a faded pink t-shirt on top that looked a size too small. Like her mom, she was narrow and plump in all the right places. She had also developed a pair of beautiful little breasts. They were small in circumference, but they jutted out like big ripe lemons (not melons) in a way that helped confirm her ascension from girlhood to womanhood. Her hair was not the disaster I remembered it, all spiky in her adolescent years. Now she had smoothed it all out and put it neatly back in a ponytail. But I could see she had highlighted the front of it pink, another unfortunate relic from her punk days.
She came right over and gave me a hug, her pointy little breasts pushing against my chest. I took the opportunity to discreetly inhale her lovely young scent and immediately felt a stirring in my loins.
"So, I heard you got shit-canned," she said to my surprise. "That totally sucks."
"Um yeah, it does," I said, embarrassed.
"Man, and you're like, 30 now," she said.
I found her words quite bold and somewhat cutting.
"Yep," I said. "That pretty much sums it up."
"Well it's ok. I'm sure mom will hook you up until you get your shit back together."
I couldn't believe her attitude. Although I found her bitchy, she talked down to me in a breezy way that reminded me of one of my favorite humiliatrixes.
"Well, I guess I'll be seeing you at dinner. Laters," she said, walking away.
I watched that ass as she strode out of my room. So bubbly and ripe as her hips swung back and forth. She walked with unnerving confidence and sex appeal.
At dinner we made an odd threesome. Denise had all these questions for me about living in New York - why didn't I have a girlfriend, and what type of job I was looking for. Janice seemed to have a very laid back attitude with her only child. She didn't stop her from proceeding with what I thought was a rude line of questioning. The only exception was at the end of the meal, when Denise said, "So Fred, I just don't get it. You're a good-looking guy, I mean - for a 30 year old - and you at least HAD a job. You live in the pussy capital of the world and you don't have a girlfriend. What gives?"
Janice snickered, and then said, "Denise, ENOUGH. Leave the poor guy alone. And stop talking like that, would you? You're a young woman now.” Yet, Janice was laughing as she said it, not exactly the picture of discipline.
"What?" said Denise. "You mean pussy?"
"YES!"
"Pussy pussy pussy pussy!" She said, laughing. "Wet, juicy pussy! Oh mom, it's just a word."
Janice turned to me. "This is what having a teenage daughter is like. She's shameless!" Yet to my surprise, she made no effort to quiet her down. I think she actually appreciated her daughter’s unfettered confidence.
Meanwhile, my cock had stiffened in my pants. It was such a turn-on to hear this nubile young thing talk such trash. I had trouble hiding the bulge in my pants while I cleared the dishes. Fortunately, Janice wasn’t really paying attention, and Denise had raced upstairs after leaving all of her food on the table.
"Oh, you're going to do the dishes? Isn't that sweet," said Janice.
"It's the least I can do, Janice."
"Good boy," she said in a ribbing sort of way.
Later as I was still cleaning up, Denise bopped into the kitchen to grab a soda. She saw me wiping down the counters. "Oh, I see mom has you earning your keep," she giggled. "When you’re done I'd like you to make my bed and vacuum my floor." She said it with a total straight face. It occurred to me she would make a good actress.
"Nice try, Denise," I smiled.
Then to my shock, she reached out and grabbed my wrist. "If I want you to do my room, you're going to clean my room. Do you understand?" She pointed to the stairs as though she was putting me to the task. I stared at this young beauty until I saw the corners of her mouth turn upwards in a grin.
"Ha ha," I said meekly, feeling my cock begin to stir again.
I could have sworn I saw Denise's pretty eyelashes flicker down as she glanced at my crotch before she released my wrist, then wheeled around, and with a "fine, be that way!" she left the kitchen.
That night, I spanked off as I thought of my red hot niece. She was a natural young femdom. I knew it! Of course, I couldn't do anything about it, except touch myself. That much I knew. I thought of her saying the word "pussy" and I couldn't help imagine what her pussy must look like. It could only be incredibly healthy - not to mention tight, and juicy. Janice was a sophisticated lady and I suspected she made sure her only daughter took great care of her vagina. Just the thought of it all made me explode in a hot orgasm.
Friday - the fifth day of my residency in Janice's house - was the initial day of what would turn into the most rapturous weekend of my life.
Janice had left that morning for a weekend with a new boyfriend of hers. Denise had school, or so I thought, until 2:30. I did some half-hearted job searching in the morning. Then at noon time I decided it was time to pleasure myself. The source of my fantasies was no secret. Denise had amazed me all week long with her sexy sense of fashion and that red hot little body. Not to mention, she was a sassy, loud-mouthed young cunt that wasn't afraid to say whatever came to her mind. She flirted with me constantly. Thursday I had gone out for a mid afternoon jog and when I returned, I pulled off my shirt to wipe off the sweat. I didn't notice Denise sitting on the porch with a couple of hottie friends of hers.
"Whoa, Uncle Fred, looking hot!" she said, drawing giggles from her gal pals. "We need to do something about the chest hair but that ass is looking quite shapely!"
"Denise," I said. "Easy."
She ignored me and stuck her fingers in her mouth to make a whistling sound. "Come on, Uncle Fred," she said. "Wiggle that nice butt for me and my girlfriends."
I could feel myself begin to stiffen. With no protection, I hurried inside. To my surprise Denise followed me. "Wait, Fred," she said. "Where are you going? I want to introduce you to my friends."
Now I had some serious tenting going on. I raced upstairs. "Wait! I heard her yell. What is the matter with you?"
"Not now, Denise," I said, locking the bathroom door behind me.
Thinking back to yesterday, that was a serious close call. But now I had the place to myself and was going to seriously enjoy a good whack-session. Denise wasn't scheduled back home for several hours. I had the opportunity I was waiting for - it was time to investigate her room.
Inside, it was unusually messy for a girl's room. In terms of colors, everything was either pink or black. Her pink bedspread was a mess. She had posters of famous and not so famous rockers, like Madonna, Gwen Stefani, and Liz Phair. The room had that wonderful feminine smell. She had a half-full box of tampons on her bureau and several wrappers next to them. For some reason this caused me to spring an instant hard-on. I opened her drawers until I found what I had been looking for - her panties. To my great joy, she had a surprisingly refined taste in feminine undergarmentry. Most of her panties were various shades of pink, but she had lovely turquoise panties and some light yellow pairs as well. They all were quite lacy. I looked at her laundry hamper and found a used pair of pink panties. I stuck my nose in there and inhaled deeply. It was a strong, musky scent, but I could swear from the smell that my suspicions were right, and she took great care of her prized vagina.
Now I desperately needed to jerk it. But first I wanted to check out her shoes. I loved female footwear and was thrilled to see that she didn't just wear Chuck Taylor All Stars. She had a hot pair of black leather boots, as well as several pairs of fashionable pumps. But the shoes that caught my eye were a pair of strappy pink open-toed sandals. She wore a small size and the sandals were just so sexy, so feminine.
I had a serious ballbusting fetish. I loved the idea of getting my nuts knocked rudely around by a hot, unforgiving piece of female ass. There was just something about being made to suffer for the sole purpose of female entertainment.
Acting on these dirty thoughts, I sat on Denise's rug with my back against her bed. I pulled down my sweatpants and bunched them around my legs. Then, I spread my legs. With one hand I began to stroke myself and with the other I took one of Denise's pink sandals and began banging the tip against my balls. I imagined Denise was standing above me talking trash in her hot outfit while beating my balls (and thus, me) senseless as I suffered beneath her.
It must have been the sights and smells of her room. Whatever the case was, I soon found myself deep in subspace, and a wonderful orgasm was boiling up from my loins. I was experiencing so much pleasure I decided to hold off on coming. Pre-cum oozed from the purple engorged head of my cock. I was so fixated on my fantasy that I failed to hear anything. Or maybe she was just so quiet.
Suddenly I heard a high-pitched voice: "What the fu- Oh my gawd!" I whirled around and there was Denise standing behind me to my right. She had her hand over her mouth, and I could swear she was concealing a big grin.
I immediate threw down her shoe and in one fluid motion yanked my pants up around my throbbing dick. Only it didn't work out so well. My left foot slipped out of my pants; so when I tried to pull my pants up I could only pull up the right pant leg. This left me red-faced and still exposed, with my dick sticking straight up in the air in plain view of my astonished little niece. Now I just decided to hightail it out of there.
Denise was so stunned that she didn't stop me from running out of her room. Then I heard her shout, "You totally just got busted, PERVERT!" followed by "Wait, Uncle Fred, we need to talk about this."
I didn't want to talk about anything. I felt foolish and incredibly embarrassed. Not to mention, I could only imagine what Janice would say when/if she found out. I was devastated. It occurred to me that I could end up in jail for this! I ran back to my room and slammed the door. Then I hiked my undies and sweatpants up over my hips and sat on the bed. I put my head in my hands as I tried to figure out my next move.
Before I could even catch my breath the door opened and there was Denise. She looked blazingly hot. She was wearing her favorite short jeans skirt. She had on a little pink see-through silky button down and beneath it I could see her little titties held by a white bra. Instead of her Chuck Taylors she wore little white running shoes. She had her hands on her hips and a smirk on her face.
"Denise, leave me alone. I'm sorry. I fucked up."
"I'm not going anywhere," she said. "Look, Fred, if it makes you feel any better, I've suspected since we saw each other the other day that you were a perv. Call it my female sixth sense. I saw you trying to hide your little boner the other day when I was mocking your chest hair." She waited for me to react.
"Ok, maybe I got a little excited, but"
"There was no maybe about it, Fred. I have the power to make you hard. Just admit it."
"Ok, fine, I admit it. "
"I knew it," she said. "I can smell the perverts a mile away. It's not a big deal. You can't help it."
"You aren't making me feel any better," I said.
"Oh bullshit," she laughed. "Why not just admit, you like it when I talk to you this way. I know all about guys like you, Uncle Fred. You're a pussy whipped pervert. I knew it the first time I laid eyes on you the other day. You love it when a young woman like me bosses you around and makes you do stupid things. Lord only knows how many boners you've popped in my presence over the past week. I can practically make you erect by snapping my little fingers." For emphasis, she did that very thing, and sure enough I could feel myself stiffen up.
"I-" I began to stutter.
"Cat got your tongue?" she asked, laughing, and snapping her fingers again. "I saw what you were doing with my shoe. You were pretending I was kicking your balls. I know you'd just love to be humiliated by me. Just admit it."
This girl was making a lot of sense. "Denise, I mean, I guess it's true, but this is crazy! You're my niece for goodness sakes."
"So what?" She asked. "It’s not like I’m going to let you lay a finger on me. My clothes stay on. Plus, it’s not as though we’re related by blood or anything.”
“But still, it’s not right,” I protested meekly.
“Fuck that,” she said crassly. Look, jerkoff, mom is gone for the weekend and that means we're going to have some fun. Or at least I'm going to have some fun with you. It's confession time, Fred."
"Don't you have to be back in school?"
"Fuck School!" she said. "I'm a senior and this is much more important anyhow. Like I said, confession time, Fred. Time for you to take your sweatpants off and time for me to drag your ass back to my room and teach you a few lessons you will NEVER forget."
“But Janice would never forgive me.”
“As long as my clothing stays on – and make no mistake about it; you will never see me in the flesh - my mom won’t care, and it doesn’t matter because she isn’t going to find out. Your perversions will remain our little secret.”
I felt myself weakening again. This was like a dream come true. Who cared that it was my niece, really? A part of me knew it was probably wrong but I felt stronger forces take hold. I stood and began to remove my sweats.
Denise began laughing. "Look at the PERVERT do exactly what his little niece tells him to do! This is going to be sooooo much fun."
With that, I was naked and my cock was throbbing. “Hard already,” she said victoriously. “I knew it!” Denise simply reached out with her little hand and grabbed me by my dick, then dragged me back to her room. "Don't even THINK about splooging until I tell you to," she said.
My head was absolutely spinning as this self-confident little lioness marched me back to her den. She released my dick and plopped down onto her bed. "Now, it's time for you to confess to me, you trespassing panty sniffer! On your knees in front of me." She pointed to the floor.
I couldn't believe this. Denise was more confident and more naturally controlling than just about any NYC Dom I'd ever come across.
"Time for the ground rules," she said. "Just because your ugly penis is on display for my viewing pleasure doesn't mean you are EVER going to see my vadge, or my tits. Got it?"
"Yes," I said.
"I figured that wouldn't be a big deal for a perv like you. You'll have to imagine what I look like without any clothing on because it's none of your fucking business. I don’t fuck 30-year-old perverts with small penises anyhow. And it's 'Princess Denise' to you."
"Yes, Princess Denise."
"Good. Now, time for you to confess all your perversions. And I want to hear EVERYTHING. But first, let me put on these sandals since you seem to love them so much."
She removed her sneakers and threw on her hot pink sandals. I was in heaven.
For the next fifteen minutes, I confessed all my fantasies to her. I told her how I liked to be subjugated and humiliated by women. I told her how I wanted to be kicked in the balls, and spit on, and verbally degraded. I told her I wanted her to take me over her lap and spank my naked ass with a hairbrush. I told her how I wanted her to force me to masturbate for her and to have her force me to eat my own cum. To this, she threw her head back and began laughing her ass off. "Wow, you really are a sick fuck," she said. I went on to tell her how I wanted her to boss me around and make me her personal little puppet, her male dog.
The whole time, I could see the signs of recognition in those pretty eyes of hers. As I relayed my fantasies, she asked intelligent follow-up questions.
In the end, she contemplated for a while before saying. "Well, Fred, I'm going to make your fantasy a reality. But understand I am like God to you from now on. Your entire purpose in this household will be to service all of my needs without question. You are now my personal male slave. Do you understand?"
"Yes Princess Denise."
"Good. Well, then let's get started. I'll bet you want to finish your little masturbation routine for me, don't you?"
"Yes Princess Denise."
"Well, we're going to do it my way. Put your legs up over your head and jerk off on your own face, ha ha ha!"
I immediately complied with her command, which caused her to laugh even harder. "You are such a fucking fool!" she said.
I strained to keep my balance as Denise disappeared momentarily. She returned and then sat above me on the bed. "Looks like you need some lubrication," she said. With that she spit a couple of big wads of saliva. One landed on my dick and the other trickled down to my face. "Say thank you!" she said laughing.
"Thank you, Princess Denise," I grunted.
She then put her sandal on my balls and began jiggling them back and forth as I struggled to maintain my balance. I grunted from the combination of pain and pleasure. "Look at you," she said. "I'm totally fucking you up."
I began to feel the onset of an incredibly intense orgasm. "I'm gonna cum!" I grunted.
"Oh good, time for the splooge fireworks. Come on, jerky boy, put on a big creamy show for me!" she said gleefully. I looked up and she had pulled out a digital camera and was snapping off photos of me just before I began shooting a big load of sperm all over my face.
"Yeah ha hah! Jerk it out! Defile your own face like an obedient little pussy puppet!"
I felt as though I might faint as spurt after spurt came splashing down on my face.
"The girls are gonna LOVE this! Look at you! My Uncle, the perverted cum-slut." she said, to my alarm. I was in no position to do a thing about it. Finally, last drops out, I relaxed my body and lay on the ground at the feet of my niece/princess.
What I didn't realize is that Denise was intent on making my humiliation complete. She immediately stuck one of her beautiful sandals in my face and began scooping up chunks of my sperm off my cheeks. "Clean up time. BEG me for the rest of your splooge!" she ordered.
"Please let me have the rest of my meal," I said, not really meaning it.
"C'mon, loser!" she said. "Beg louder! Act like you really mean it. Stick that tongue out or I will never humiliate you again and I'll just ignore your loser ass for the rest of the summer."
That was more than enough motivation for me.
"Please, oh please, let me gobble my cum for you, superior mistress Denise."
"That's it," she said. And with that she crammed her foot as far into my mouth as it would go. "Gobble gobble! Clean all the little spermies off my shoe, loser.” She laughed and laughed.
I didn't like how she had begun calling me a loser, but my dick must have liked it because I was hard again.
"Now, get my hairbrush off my dresser and get on all fours."
I did as I was told.
"Normally, I'd take you over my knee like you were a bad little stepchild," she said. "But I don't want that leaky spent penis to even touch my expensive clothing."
She climbed up onto my back and straddled me. I felt her hot vaginal hump on my naked back and it turned me on. But then she leaned forward and began paddling my ass with ferocity. "Bad boy!" she said. "You're going to learn to RESPECT your young princess." She really laid into me. It hurt a lot and soon I was whining and telling her that I'd learned my lesson. I could even begin to feel a few tears. She stopped and then ordered me to stand. Then she marched me in front of her mirror and there I was, naked, with a well spanked bottom as my 18-year-old niece stood proudly next to me. She gave each cheek a few extra stinging slaps with the hairbrush, which caused me to dance with pain and put my hands on my ass.
"Don't you DARE cover up," she said. She grabbed my balls with her free hand and held me in place as she gave me a dozen more hard spanks, alternating cheeks. She spanked hard! Now the tears came out. I wasn't crying out loud, but the pain was intense. "Please, oh, I'm sorry!" I said as she laid into me. My arms shook as they instinctively went to cover my ass, but her pressure on my balls told me they weren't to move. I looked like an idiot. Finally she put the brush down and smiled sweetly at me. "It's fun making you suffer. What do you say?"
"Thank you, Princess Denise."
"I need to go run a few errands," she said, grabbing her car keys. "You can clean my room and make my bed. I'll be checking your work later. Also, don't even TOUCH your penis when I'm not around. All of your masturbatory sessions are to be supervised by me from now on. Let's just say you're going to become quite familiar with the taste of your own spunk if you haven't already. Oh, and stay the FUCK out of my panty drawer and don't touch my shoes. Got it, loser?"
"Yes Princess Denise."
"Good. And no clothing for you while you're in my house. That way I can do THIS." With two fingers of one hand, she daintily picked up my now semi-flaccid penis. The motion caused my balls to surge forward from between my legs just in time for the arrival of her other hand, which smacked my deflated gonads soundly and sent me crumpling to my knees.
"Oh wait, one more thing I need to do," she said. She had a bunch of equestrian ribbons that she had won in some kind of riding competition from her younger days. She picked out a pink ribbon that said "fifth place" on it. It had a string hanging from it.
"Come,” she said, gesturing with her finger with the confidence of a mature woman, not moving until I stood in front of her. “This is very fitting," she said, wrapping the ribbon neatly around my cock and balls and then tightening it uncomfortably around the base of my package. It felt so amazing to be handled this way by her. As she finished the delicate job, my cock inflated to full mast.
She giggled and said, "So...fucking...OWNED." Then she turned, and headed down the stairs. Before leaving, she turned and look up to me. “We’ll pick this up soon. Real soon.” (For the entire Novel and others like it, visit www.lulu.com/jmplays or www.cafeboudoir.com)
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Horny Drunk Girl
Before I begin this story
I want you to know that it is 100% true. The only thing I've changed
were the names so sit back and enjoy.
It's 4:00 am and I've
been up all night. I'm driving home after a long day. I pull up to a
stop light and I see what looks like a woman walking in the street. I
immediately think she must be a hooker. It's late at night in a
pretty shady neighborhood why else would a woman be walking in the
street on her own? The light turns green and I drive towards her
direction now she seems to be stumbling. I changed my mind she's not
a hooker she's just drunk. I pulled over and asked her if she needed
a ride.
at me I've got a much clearer view of her now. There's nothing
particularly attractive about her. She's a big girl and I don't mean
tall. In fact she's pretty short and her clothes are too tight for
her size. Her hair is a mess and what little bit of makeup she had on
seems to be mostly smeared off. At this point I notice the pair of
shoes in her hand. She's been stumbling through the street drunk and
barefoot. She didn't hear me so I rolled the window down further and
asked her again, "It's late do you want a ride?" She
stumbles back and forth a bit, shoots me a smile, and hops in the
car.
She thanks me repeatedly.
I asked for her name. It's Lisa Rose I think she's Italian. She just
came out of the bar and was trying to get back home. Her boyfriend
was tired and left early but she wasn't finished partying yet. I was
glad to help It's really late and who knows what could've happened to
her. She starts telling me about what a crazy night it was, about all
the men who were hitting on her. Then she starts talking about "the
blond girl". "God she was soooo fucking hot! Everyone was
staring at her. Her hair was beautiful it was long silky, blond hair.
Don't fucking look at me like that though I aint no fucking dyke!"
I suggest that maybe she's bisexual. "No I said I aint no dyke!
If you saw the tits on this bitch you'd know. Anybody would want to
be with her." She was really crass I've never heard a woman talk
like this before let alone about another woman. She got really quiet
after that like she was concentrating on something. I asked her if
she could direct me to her place. She said something but I couldn't
hear her. "What did you say?" She leaned in slowly toward
my ear then she bit me on the neck.
She's Biting, then
sucking, then licking me on the neck. I pushed her off of me. Holy
Shit! Did she really just do that to me? She started laughing. I
asked her why she did that. "I'm not stupid I know that's why
you picked me up don't act like you didn't want that." Then she
grabbed my hand and put it on her thigh. This isn't right she's
really drunk and she doesn't know what she's doing. I asked her to
show me to her place so I could drop her home. She starts getting
upset, "Don't take me home my man's at home I want to stay with
you." We sit in the car as I toss this moral dilemma back and
forth in my head. Then she decides for me. She sticks her hand in my
pants and grabs my dick which is now hard as a rock. "See I knew
you wanted it. Cmon lets park on one of these side streets and have
some fun." I told her I had a place nearby it would be more
comfortable. "We can't go to your place I don't even know you."
I laughed to myself and looked for a quiet street.
We back into a dead end
street right next to some high hedges. There's a house on my left but
it's dark and it's late I think this is pretty safe. As soon as I put
the car in park she jumps on me. This is the most aggressive girl
I've ever seen. Her kisses are far from romantic. Actually she's very
rough, biting my lower lip, grabbing the back of my head, mouth wide
open and tongue deep down my throat. She grabs my neck and yanks me
forward our teeth hit. She does it again and licks the whole inside
of my mouth. Then she licks the whole side of my face and then she
licks my forehead! I start wondering if she's crazy. I wonder if
she's like this when she's sober or if the alcohol turns her into
some kind of sex crazed monster. I've always wanted to get really
rough with a girl but have never really had the opportunity. She was
far from the most attractive girl I've been with but It was the most
excited I've ever been. I reached up her shirt and grabbed an whole
handful of what she had. I was surprised her tits felt pretty big I
wanted to see for myself so she helped me take her shirt off . They
were huge.
I remembered what she
said earlier about "the blond". She was so impressed with
her tits and I wondered how they could possibly top what was in front
of me. Now it was my turn I jumped on her right breast and tried to
stuff the whole thing in my mouth. She immediately started moaning.
She reached for my head and tried to pull me off but I was holding on
for dear life. She pried me off looked at me and told me to bite her
nipple. I nodded in agreement. I nibbled on it lightly she moaned,
"harder." I put a little more force into it. "Harder!"
That's when I bit down on it. She started moaning then her body
started shaking. She screams out, "Shit You're gonna make me
cum!" Wait did she really just cum from me biting on her nipple
that's impossible. I put my hand between her legs. Wow right through
the spandex soaking wet. This girl is unbelievable.
"I want to suck your
dick." I smiled. "I'm gonna suck your dick till your head
caves in." I'm gonna stop right here because I have to say
something. This line sounds like made up as if I was attempting to
make her sound dirtier than she was but that's the exact phrase she
used. "I'm gonna suck your dick till your head caves in."
It stands out to me 1) because it's kind of an odd thing to say and
2) this was one of the phrases she repeated over and over the entire
time we fooled around. Anyway I was happy to let her "cave my
head in". She unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, bent over
the car seat and put my swollen dick in her mouth.
God it felt so good. Her
mouth was warm and wet and she was savoring every moment. Then just
like before things got crazy. She shoves her head down hard and my
cock hits the back of her throat. She does this again and again now
I'm convinced this chick is psycho and I'm loving every second of it.
Before I knew it I was spanking her ass. Her ass was huge and it
jiggled with every smack. She screamed and came up for air. She
seemed to really enjoy this. This is when I got rough. I grabbed her
by the hair and pulled her close. "You're acting like a fucking
slut." She laughs, "I'm not acting. Hit me harder next
time." This time I was going to let her have it. I shoved her
head back down between my legs and she starts gagging. I hold her
head down with full force, raise my hand and smack her on the ass
with all my strength. She gags really hard and tries to scream. She
jerks back trying to lift her head but I won't let her. I hold her
down like this for what must have been 10 or 15 seconds pushing her
head down further and smacking her ass harder with each time. Her
head shoots up and she lets out a loud scream her body shaking
violently "God Damn! You made me cum again" She starts
rubbing her hands between her legs. I keep wondering how this girl
can cum so hard without even having her pussy touched.
"Kiss me" She
jumps over and straddles me. Again she's a big girl and her big ass
starts hitting against my horn. Her pants are still on but she starts
riding me anyway her crotch is completely soaked. Again I can feel it
right through her pants I wonder if she's even wearing panties. She's
rubbing against me too fast and I have to push her off. "Why did
you do that" she says. "You almost made me cum". So
what you shouldn't have stopped me. Once again she grabs my dick and
shoves it in her mouth deep throating me hard and fast. "Ahh!
I'm gonna cum!" She locks her lips and holds still and I empty a
huge load in her mouth. She sucks everything up then opens the car
door and starts spitting the cum out onto the street. She turns to me
slowly and says. "I gotta take a piss." God this girl is
classy!
She stumbles out of the
car still bare foot and I'm sure she was stepping in the cum she just
spit out of her mouth. I look through my rear view and I can see her
bending down pissing in the street with her tits fully exposed. I
can't help but laugh. It's now that I realize it's 5:30 in the
morning and it's pretty light out. I look over and the house that i
completely ignored now has a woman standing in the front door. I have
no idea how long she was out there but it scared the hell out of me.
"Lisa hurry up get back in the car there's someone looking at
us!". She looks up. "I don't care about that bitch she
can't do nothing to us." "Hurry up get back in the car!"
She sits down puts her shirt back on and we take off.
This was by far one of
the craziest nights I've ever had. The only thing I regret was that I
didn't get to go all the way with her because I'm sure it would have
been amazing. By the way the only reason we didn't actually have sex
is not because we were interrupted. It's because she said she was on
her period. Even after telling me she wouldn't it seemed like she
kept trying to convince herself that it would be ok if we did. She
would say things like "Well you know I'm not bleeding that heavy
it wouldn't be that bad if you stuck it in". In fact after we
left I tried to take her home and she still wasn't satisfied we
actually found a more secluded place and continued where we left off.
By the time I dropped her
off it was about 6:30 in the morning. When I pulled up to the front
of her apartment complex I could see bite marks and hickeys all over
her. I mentioned this to her. She said, "Yea I'm going to be in
big trouble with my boyfriend when he wakes up". Then she
grabbed my hand put it between her legs and started making out with
me again right in front of her building. I think she really enjoyed
the idea of cheating on her boyfriend.
We exchanged numbers
before she left but she hasn't called me and I'm afraid to call her.
After all she was drunk so I don't know if she'll be upset with me
for taking advantage of her or if she'll be happy to hear from me if
she remembers. Perhaps I should feel bad about what I did but
honestly I don't. She seemed to enjoy it just as much or more than me
and it was the hottest night I've ever had.
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Senior Year: A Day at the Fair With Devin & Julia, pt. 1
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So I’ve been a little blocked lately. Haven’t written much.
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All the big guys, the published novelists whose advice I’ve read say it pays to keep on working. Don’t worry about the block, don’t worry about that blank sheet of snowy white paper (or that blank computer screen and that flashing, mocking little curso  Seems like sound advice.  So I dove in and tried working on that novel – as clichéd as it sounds – but haven’t made much headway beyond the odd character or two, some snatches of dialog and a bit of the plot: something about an ex-heroin addict art dealer/failed painter who’s wife murdered his ex-girlfriend from college – his artistic inspiration, his muse – to snag him for herself. I’ve managed to write a sort-of synopsis of about five pages in a dog-eared notebook that I left on my dining room table, and which has recently – and mysteriously - disappeared.  It’s been a little frustrating, having no inspiration. I felt like my own muse (such as it was) had suddenly dried up, got pissed off and left the building; or maybe was killed by my girlfriend, just like the poor schlep in my sort-of novel, as some sort of crazy punishment for my writing these sex stories about my life…  I felt drugged, sedated – listless, barren of ideas; the thought of writing another story about dicks and tits and ass was about as exciting as anticipating the sheer joy of a big old hangover after a long, weekend bender.  And then we – my girlfriend and I – went out to dinner with her brother and his wife to celebrate their daughters tenth birthday. I probably shouldn’t use anybody’s real name, since you never know who’s going to eventually read this.  So let’s call my girlfriend Diana, and her brother can be Hubby, and his wife… Oh, let’s call her Julia.  Ah, Julia.  It was just a nice, quiet dinner at their daughter’s favorite place: a local rib joint. We’ve gone out with them lots of times before. I wasn’t expecting to be inspired, or anything. But then, sitting across the table from the beautiful woman who, after the last eleven years, may as well be my sister-in-law…  Well…  My muse suddenly seems to have returned.  ***  So here’s the deal: If you’ve been following along with my stories, you may have noticed a goofy, reoccurring theme in my writing – a theme that even I hadn’t fully realized until only recently, when my girlfriend somehow got the idea that I was cheating on her and decided to snoop around a little.  Amateur sleuth that she is, Diana booted up my computer and read most of my stories. Afterwards, during the ensuing argument(s) about who was it and why was I and just who the fuck was it and how could you do this (and so on), she pulled out the story ammo and fired a chunk of it straight back at me, not so nicely pointing out that I seemed to want to fuck her brother’s wife.  Oh, I said. Well, I said.  Ouch.  There was more like that; a lot of vague sputtering and apologizing on my part. None of it did much good; I was caught, like a fish on a hook. I did what I did, and I was found out, fair and square. I can’t deny the fact that the whole confrontation was embarrassing and what I did was hurtful and I felt like a shit-heel, even though – truthfully – I really didn’t actually do anything with anyone except via email, which regretfully is close enough to cheating for a lot of bad feelings to surface.   * If you’ll indulge me, here’s a little side note, a tidbit regarding the psychology of a woman who suspects her significant other of having an affair. Something I noticed and I find quite interesting, regarding my girlfriend’s reaction:  After she read my anonymous emails and some of my stories - several that are published here - the thing that most upset her wasn’t the fact that I’d lost my virginity to my aunt when I was five.  Or that I’d been bound and anally gang-raped by my freaky transgender high school French teacher and her gay friends during a Halloween party my senior year.  Or that I’d kept seeing her and one of her friends for several years after.  Or that I’d tried to kill an old friend and the creep he’d fallen in with while in prison, who had kidnapped and raped a girl who was an employee of mine, who I’d slept with once.  Or that my film career began as a porno director and sometime star…  And so on and so forth…  No – the thing that upset her, that almost ripped our relationship apart, was that I might – might – be having an affair.  I don’t really know what this means, other than she was pissed that I was e-fucking somebody – and therefore in her mind I was probably sleeping with them in real life too. Which – granted – is a completely valid concern, and I openly admit that I sent and read and enjoyed the dirty emails. So basically she was right, and I was cheating. Mentally, at least.  But you’d think the other stuff would have at least bothered her a little more than it seemed to.  Right?  Anyway. Back to the story in progress…   Now, my infatuation with Diana’s sister-in-law was supposed to be a completely private fantasy. I’ve had the hots for Julia for years and frankly, I don’t really know why. She’s awfully moody: one minute she’s nice and sweet and fun and a kick to be around; then turn around and she acts like she doesn’t know you – or worse, if you aren’t lucky. Her mood swings seemed to get worse after she had her kids.  Julia’s quite attractive, I think, in an interesting sort of way: She’s got strong, bone-sharp facial features, an aristocratic bearing with a long, graceful neck and small, well-formed hands and feet; bluish-green eyes, and a light, Nordic complexion; jaw-length, bobbed straw-blonde hair (that’s currently tinted slightly red – which is another big turn-on for me). She’s shaped a bit like a pear, with a little tiny waist and huge, cannonball size breasts; with wide hips and a big, round, bubble ass – she reminds me of a woman in some Renaissance painting.  Her weight fluctuates a lot, up and down with her moods. She’ll work out with a personal trainer, start getting into shape. Then she’ll binge eat and pack on the pounds. Right now she’s on an upswing. She’s stopped wearing her skinny clothes. Now it’s lots of baggy sweaters, and pleated slacks instead of jeans. Lots of black clothes to help hide the weight.  On the plus side, her tits are suddenly f’n enormous right now; bigger than usual - like round, ripe cantaloupes, with cherries on top. All during dinner, I couldn’t stop staring. It was a crazy experience. I was horrified I was going to be noticed, get busted; that Diana would catch me peeking, or her brother, or – maybe the worst and most embarrassing scenario of all, that Julia would notice me staring.  But I couldn’t stop myself.  It was around a solid hour of: Stare at her tits, look away at the waitresses. Think: Oh my God they’re big! Stare at her tits, avoid hubby’s eyes. Think: Look at those f’n nipples! Stare at her tits, eat a soggy French-fry. Think: Lord, don’t let Diana see me looking…  And on and on like that.  So we’re all talking, gabbing about nothing specific - the usual innocuous family get-together chatter. About halfway through the meal Julia was telling me about this great recipe she had for ribs and how she should email it to me, when around us the subject of the conversation took a turn to summer vacations, and how wouldn’t it be fun for all of us to go on one together, when suddenly Julia turned to her husband and busted out with “You know, I’d like to go to the county fair this year.† My girlfriend made some polite noises, along with everyone else listening in on the conversation, like: yeah, right. Hubby rolled his eyes. Nodded and chuckled, like: The fair. Okay honey. Sure. We’ll think about that.  He patted her on the back, said something like: Julia used to be a farm girl. Sometimes she misses the animals. Then he turned and went back to his food.  So Julia turned to me, looked me right in the eye, and asked, “What about you Dev? Want to go with me? Apparently my husband won’t.† There was another round of polite chuckles from everyone at the table. Like, Oh, that Julia. What a kidder. What a comedienne. Always joking around. Ha-ha. I’d have felt that way too. I would’ve laughed and blown off the comment just like everyone else.  Except while the waitresses brought out cake and everyone else turned their attention to the birthday girl, Julia kept looking at me. Staring intently. Never took her eyes off mine. Kept my gaze locked for a heartbeat.  And two.  And three.  Raised her eyebrows, like she was throwing down the gauntlet. A challenge, like: How about it Dev? You up for it? I am. Frankly, I wasn’t sure if I was.  In the back of my mind, the common sense part of me, the angel on my shoulder, was screaming, this isn’t what you think it is! She’s not asking you for a date, you idiot! And then another part of me, that stupid devil guy part on my other shoulder, said, But what if she is? Wouldn’t this be the perfect time – it’s so blatant, nobody here would even suspect… And it went on like that for a while, until finally the angel boiled the whole scenario down to: Why the hell do you want to go to a fair anyway? All those animals, poop and pee stink everywhere… With your allergies, you’ll sneeze your head off. And don’t even talk to me about the Porta-Potties… ***  Eventually the evening came to a close. We packed up the leftovers and headed outside to the parking lot and our respective vehicles. The kids ran around, screaming, working off their collective sugar high. Everyone else said their goodbyes.  Julia gave me a quick hug; a chaste little pat on the back, while I was trying to hide my sudden boner and still enjoy the feel of her breasts pressed against my chest. I must’ve looked like a pre-teen kid at his first boy-girl dance: bent slightly forward at the waist, the crotch of my jeans stretched out like a tent, my ass backed as far away from her body as I could get it and still allow me to return the hug (Yes, yes. And to feel up the titties as well. Priority number one – always grab the opportunity to feel up the titties).  In retrospect, there was no way she couldn’t have noticed my hard-on; I may have well just dry-humped her leg for all the good my contortions were doing. It would’ve still been as uncomfortable as all hell, but at least I would’ve had a little fun.  Into my ear she whispered, “Don’t forget about the fair, okay?†Then she let me go, glanced down at my crotch, gave me a coy smile, and went to gather her kids.  ***  Now, this is not without precedent. Here’s a little history:  A few years ago, we were all at another get-together, a big picnic at a local high-school soccer field on the Fourth of July. We tagged along with several of Julia/Hubby’s friends and neighbors. We ate (barbecue again!) and drank; played Frisbee with the kids; had a good time and generally made merry, passing time until the sun went down and the prerequisite firework show began.  The kids got antsy, gallons of soda hitting their nervous systems all at the same time; the sugary liquid running right through them. Julia took her daughter to the bathroom, left with a couple other women and their kids.  Diana and I got bored with the festivities, and, feeling antisocial, took a long walk around the field. As the sun was beginning to set, we ran into Julia, stuck about halfway through the Porta-Potty line, along with about a hundred other parents and their about-to-pee-my-pants kids.  She and her friends were chatting. Diana pointed and we waved. Julia and her daughter waved back. I smiled. Julia smiled back. We kept on walking. Her friends kept on chatting. We walked on by.  Julia kept on looking.  I felt eyes on my back, glanced over my shoulder.  Julia was still looking. At my ass.  And smiling.  Later, after the fireworks had ended and we were waiting for the drunken mob in the school parking lot to clear out, I was leaning on the fender of my car, standing around with Diana and Julia’s Hubby.  Chatting.  Julia standing just off to my left. Close enough to touch.  I could hear her breathing.  Diana and her brother got bored with the conversation, turned and tossed the Frisbee with the kids.  Julia said something to me that I didn’t quite catch, and patted my leg. At least I think she tried to pat my leg, because she missed.  She got my crotch instead. But she played it off, casual. Didn’t say a word.  Just smiled.  Then she got in the car and waited for her family, alone, until they all piled into their Saab and left.  I spent the ride home with a happy, warm, tingling hard-on, thinking about how lucky I was that Julia had misjudged her goodbye pat and missed my thigh, and wondering if she’d done it on purpose.  *  Remembering that Fourth of July got me thinking. Related memories came flooding back, like they do.  Every Wednesday was game night at their house. Diana and I tried to go as little as humanly possible, but we got roped in one night. Julia was already a little tipsy by the time we arrived. She had that slightly flushed look to her face when we got there, acting kind of breathless and sweaty and silly around her friends.  I really hadn’t wanted to go – Diana had to bribe me into it. Soon as Julia opened the door, my attitude changed. She’d had her second child not long before, but by that time she was in one of her monster work-out modes, had lost most of the weight she’d gained during her pregnancy, and looked fantastic: slim and fit, dressed in a black silk blouse that strained to cover her milk-heavy breasts, a lacy red wrap-around skirt, silk stockings, high heels that I imagined were really uncomfortable, but made her strong, muscular legs almost irresistible.  All I wanted to do was run my hands over them. Caress them softly, for hours and hours.  After a spirited round of air hockey, in which I fought hard to the end but lost – gracefully, I might add – to Hubby, I spent most of the evening just following Julia around, from room to room. Doing my best to be inconspicuous and failing miserably while I kept glancing her way.  I blamed my inability to appear discreet on the beer I kept sipping. Damn beer.  It got late. A few couples went home. Eventually everybody left – all the die-hard, alcoholics, er, gamers – ended up in the kitchen, standing at the counter or lounging at the table, drinking and eating chips and salsa. It didn’t take long for the conversation to shift to Julia’s last pregnancy, and Hubby made some drunken, off-hand comment about how “…Julia’s doctor said that she’s so fertile, she can get knocked up at the drop of a hat...† Julia blushed heavily, and got really, really quiet; she stared down at her hands and picked nervously at the paper label on her drink bottle. Hubby never even noticed how badly he’d embarrassed her. He just kept on talking, as if she wasn’t even there. A few minutes later, she stood up and wandered off. Feeling natures call after all the beer I’d swigged, I excused myself and went looking for the restroom.  Hubby was making lots of money now, and their house was big and new, and I had only been there maybe once or twice. The only bathroom I knew of was upstairs, down the hall next to the master bedroom.  The muffled sound of drunken laughter followed me up, while my over-full bladder was desperately trying to send me warning signs. I found the bathroom, heard a noise from beyond the partially open door at the end of the hall.  Someone was crying, but trying hard to keep it under control.  I already knew who it was, but I crept closer, and peeked; carefully peered into the room. I couldn’t help myself. I’m a sucker for a crying woman.  Saw Julia, sitting on the edge of her bed, weeping. I must not have been as sneaky as I thought I was, because she stood abruptly and viciously wiped tears away from her swollen, red-rimmed eyes; smoothed her skirt down over her hips.  We stood there for what seemed like ages. Not moving. Not speaking. We just stood, staring at each other.  And then Julia did the strangest thing.  She reached up and unbuttoned her blouse. Slowly and carefully undid each tiny pearl button. Slipped the blouse off and let it fall to the carpet. Kept her eyes locked on mine the entire time.  Then she untied her skirt, and let it fall away. It whispered down her legs, pooled at her feet.  Time froze. I held my breath. Heard the pounding of my heart in my chest; heard the low roar of the blood burning in my ears.  She bent over and slipped off her shoes, her face still tilted upwards, eyes on mine. Her creamy-white breasts jiggled slightly, trapped in the cotton cups of her nursing bra. A small cross on a delicate silver necklace dangled, caught deep in the cleft between her breasts. She stood up slowly, ran her hands up her thighs to the waistband of her white, satin slip. Turned until her back was to me and pushed the clinging material down over her hips; bent again and pushed until the slip pooled on the floor with her skirt.  My tongue felt swollen and thick, stuck to the roof of my mouth. I couldn’t swallow. I couldn’t breathe. My entire world had narrowed to this; my view of Julia, very slowly and surely taking off her clothes in front of me.  She straightened and turned to me again, her hands loose at her sides. She brushed the last of her tears from her cheeks, shook her hair back. That image of her, with her tear-streaked face, clothed only in her bra, panties, and stockings, burned deep into my mind.  Julia raised her arms, cupped her breasts, and stepped towards me. Then she reached out, and quietly shut the door.  I licked my dry lips.  A few moments later my head started to clear, and I managed to stagger into the bathroom.  *  Fast forward a few years. Julia was getting ready to throw a surprise party for her Hubby, planning the bash with Diana and her mom, who was now living with us. Actually, she was splitting time between babysitting for Julia and Hubby at their place, and annoying the hell out of me the rest of the time. It was summer, and Julia had cut her beautiful hair, shaved it close and spiky; prompting her little boy to say she was the ugliest mom in the world.  Made her cry, the little shit.  Honestly, it did take a little getting used to, but after a while I kind of liked the cut. It showed off the slope of Julia’s neck. She and Hubby had taken up cycling, and they’d just come back from their anniversary, a two-week long trip to  Amazing.  So the day of the big surprise, I get stuck holding Hubby’s birthday present. It had been hidden at our house so he wouldn’t stumble across it, and I had to take it to work with me for Julia to pick up.  I’m a partner in a small film production company. My other partners are friends of mine, Dave and Swan. It was lunch time when she showed up, and I was the only person still in the office. I met her in our tiny lobby. We said hi, made small talk. She was in her shorts and t-shirt mode, and I was once again having trouble keeping my attention from drifting down to her cleavage.  I had a song running through my head the entire time she was there, something along the lines of: Julia has great big boobies; big, big boobies… I want to suck her boobies, and squeeze her bootie too… It went on and on like that, until she left. The building was quiet, and I got to work, poking around in my office, quietly singing my new favorite song about Julia’s boobs and bootie to myself. I had my back turned to the door, obliviously dinking around on my computer, so intent on what I was doing that I never noticed her come back into the shop, or prop herself against the doorframe and listen to me singing, happily embellishing my dirty little ditty.  Feeding me rope.  After a bit she cleared her throat and yanked the invisible rope tight. I jumped, about had a heart attack. She made a face. Tilted her head and smirked at me. Embarrassment came fast. I felt the blood rush to my face, felt my cheeks burn.  She pointed at the gaily wrapped package on the shelf above my desk.  “I forgot the present,†she said.  “Oh.†I nodded, playing it smooth. “Right. Can’t forget that.† I grabbed the box, handed it to her. Our fingers brushed when she took it. A ragged jolt of electricity ran through me, leaving my fingertips tingling when it passed.  Julia shook the box slightly, grinned. Then she turned and left. The air rushed out of me and I collapsed weakly in my leather chair.  I almost wished I’d had the heart attack.  Instead, I called my partner, Swan. Told him all about planting my foot firmly in my mouth.  First thing out of his was, “Dude, you fuck her?† “What? No!† “Should’a, man. Should’a bent her over right there on your desk.† Typical. My friends.  I spent the rest of the afternoon wondering if I could somehow weasel out of attending the party.  Turned out I couldn’t. Not without culling a shitload of bad mojo between me and Diana. So I took one for the team and sweated it out; my paranoia reading volumes into every little glance Julia tossed my way, wondering what the innuendo of each, casual comment she made held.  It was a long night.  At the end, I got another chaste, goodnight hug and another tiny smile from Julia, and spent a long ride back to the house with Diana. Her mom stayed the weekend at Julia’s, so she and Hubby could go up to their mountain hideaway to celebrate his birthday privately. Julia was supposed to drive Mom – Marleen - back to our place on Monday.  I was so relieved to finally get out of their house that little detail completely slipped from my mind.  *  So Monday rolled around like a bad bout of stomach flu. Fortunately, it was my day off. Swan was at the office instead, editing raw film stock for a project we were working on. Diana was gone at work and I was home alone, sitting at the dining room table with my pants down around my ankles, nasty porn on the laptop, merrily jacking off to beat the band, so to speak.  Getting to the good part, if you know what I mean. Heh.  Then somebody opened the back door and walked noisily into the kitchen. I heard two voices, muffled under the loud, phony moans of cocaine induced passion emitting from my laptops’ speakers.  I realized that I knew both the new voices. I froze with my hand on the goods, with lingerie covered tits and ass on the screen, scrubby, heroin-addict looking guys with big fat dicks giving what-for to tiny little women with fake tits. Then I heard footsteps, coming my way.  I slammed the laptop shut and jumped to my feet – as best I could with my pants down, anyway – wondering wildly if I could just disappear, or, failing that, if maybe I could crawl under the table and hide.  Totally stupid idea.  Even in my crazed state, my rational mind knew our little table was way too small to make a decent hiding place for a midget, much less for my six-foot, two hundred pound, partially-clothed bod. We didn’t even have a tablecloth. My hairy ass would stick right out.  Instead, I shuffled as fast as I could behind a chair, vainly trying to jerk my pants up with one hand, while using the other to try and cover my rapidly dwindling erection. My jeans, which up to that point in time had given me long years of faded, broken-in, ripped-crotch comfort decided they hated me and stuck down around my knees.  I made it behind the chair and pressed my dick against the back of the thin wood frame, just as Marleen came rushing into the dining room.  I froze, praying to a blindly merciful God (not the fire-and-brimstone God of the Old Testament. No. I was praying to a kinder and gentler God, the Heavenly Being who finds endless amusement in torturing mere mortals by setting up these types of practical jokes). Prayed that if I didn’t move and didn’t breathe, I could somehow blend right into the wallpaper.  Maybe my prayers worked. Marleen scooted right past without even glancing my way, just waved her hand in my general direction and mumbled something about having to pee like a racehorse.  I blinked in surprise; let my breath out in a whoosh. Let my guard down.  Said a quiet thank you to the Almighty.  He, however, is nothing if not a Mighty Jokester, as you probably already realize.  Just as I slumped over in relief, Julia walked into the room, looking grumpy and distracted, mouth open, ready to continue her conversation with Marleen.  Then she noticed me: my pants still nowhere up around where they should be, still clinging to my knees. She blinked and shook her head, like she was seeing things. Like crazy, drunken half-naked man had just materialized in my dining room.  I grinned. Gave her a feeble wave. “Hi, Jule,†I said.  She blinked again. Then a big, surprised smile spread across her face.  “Well, hi, Dev.† Beat.  She was staring, her gaze leveled just below my navel. I couldn’t blame her. I’d probably be staring at the crazy, half-naked man too. If I wasn’t the crazy, half-naked man.  I could hear the silent laughter of the Almighty, ringing in my head.  Julia licked her lips, looked at the computer. Back at me. Put two and two together. Raised a pretty eyebrow.  “Not expecting company?† “Ah…well, no. Not really.† She moved a little to her right. Got a better view. I grabbed my crotch with both hands and shuffled towards the back of the table.  “I see.†Yes, she did. The whole f’n world probably could.  I got a good grip on my pants and tried to wiggle them up, but just to add fuel to the fire, my cock decided to spring anew, as it were. Popped right up, poking straight out at Julia. I couldn’t pull the damn jeans over the thing.  “Wow. That’s pretty impressive.† I laughed weakly.  Julia’s look of curiosity changed. She took a step closer, ran the tip of a finger along the edge of my table. I swear I could feel her fingernail on my flesh. My cock twitched, got even bigger. I shuffled backwards, an inch at a time, but she caught me. Stopped, barely an inch away from me.  I froze again, trying to hold up my pants and hide my stuff at the same time.  She was breathing lightly, easily. She slowly, gently put both of her hands on my chest. They felt like they were on fire, like they would burn through my t-shirt. I watched the moist, pink tip of her tongue flick out and lick her lips. It seemed like it was moving in slow motion. Her hands moved lower, towards my belly. Her perfect eyes fluttered closed. She pursed her lips, leaned in…  Down the hall, the toilet flushed. The bathroom door banged open. Marleen stomped out, grumbling something about there never being enough toilet paper in the house.  Julia’s eyes snapped open, and she shoved me into the living room. Turned on her heel and faced the hallway, crossed her arms under her breasts. I scrambled and hid behind the wall as Marleen stalked back into the dining room.  “Finished?†Julia, acting impatient, tapping her foot, improvising. “We need to get the rest of your stuff from the car. I’ve got to go.† “Right, right.†Marleen. “Okay.† I heard Marleen bustle back into the kitchen. Julia popped her head into the living room as I was buttoning up my fly.  She shot me a wicked grin, then disappeared.  I crashed back against the wall, exhausted. I could still hear somebody laughing, the sound of it ringing in my ears.  *  So there’s the history. Most of it, anyway. There’s more, like the time Julia got really interested in purchasing art, and since I had an art background of sorts, she invited me along to go to some kind of an art festival with her. The festival was a yearly thing, held out of town. Far enough away that we would’ve been gone a day or two. She was going to rent a hotel room for us. A single room, to ‘save money’.  Everyone seemed okay with the idea, except for me. Granted, Julia made a point to mention that the room had double beds. But – call me crazy, here – how many young, newly-wed women invite their sister-in-law’s boyfriend on a weekend long trip, and shack up with him, alone, in a hotel room?  The art phase blew over pretty quickly, and we never did go to the festival. Not long after, Julia found out she was pregnant. Hubby passed out during the first ultrasound, and didn’t fare much better during the Lamaze classes.  She asked if I would be her coach.  After the shock wore off, I actually went to one class with her before she was finally able to convince Hubby to join her. It was probably the strangest, most surreal thing I’ve ever done, letting her lean up against me, holding her while we practiced breathing together. I needed to travel to  Later, she told me that during one of the contractions she saw Julia poop; one little, golden nugget that shot out of her butt, right before the first part of her daughters head oozed into view.  You can’t imagine how glad I was that I missed that.  Then there was the time about a year ago, when I found out that Prince (you know: The Artist Formerly Known As, who Now Was Again…) was coming to town to play two shows. Last time to hear the old hits live!  I freaked out. I was a Prince fan from wa-ay back. How could I miss seeing him screech out Little Red Corvette one last time? I was with Diana, in her car, reading one of the free, hip local papers, and asked her to go.  She laughed. Basically said forget it. But hey, she said, Julia loves Prince. Why don’t you ask her to go? (This was before the whole suspected affair confrontation, obviously – )  “You’re kidding.†I said.  “No, really.† So I said okay, grabbed my cell phone and called. Hubby answered. I asked Hubby if it was okay if I asked his wife out on a date, and he laughed and said sure, and he handed the phone to Julia, and I told her what was up and asked her if she wanted to go with me, and then she freaked out, and then she said sure, and I said that I’d buy the tickets in the next day or so, and she started planning out the whole night…  I called about seating the next day, and found out that the tickets were some God-awful, astronomical amount, even for the cheap seats. Expensive, like it would cost me about three hundred bucks for the two of us to go, even with crappy seats.  Probably about typical for arena shows nowadays, but man! Three hundred bucks! And I wasn’t expecting to get anything after the show, like a real date. Not even a kiss. I figured that if I really wanted to hear Little Red Corvette, I could just pop on the CD for free.  Julia seemed really bummed when I called her back a week later and let her know both of the shows had sold out.  ***  So.  Now it’s springtime. The skies are turning blue, the birds are chirping, flowers are blooming; it’s the time of year when a man’s fancy turns to thoughts of love, and all that.  My allergies are making me sneeze something fierce. Business is good: Swan and I are shooting a new series of television commercials. My writers block is just – seems to be, anyway – a fading memory. I found my missing notebook stuffed in our junk drawer. Now the novel is slowly moving along. Maybe it’ll eventually see the light of day.  Yesterday I got an email from Julia. I haven’t heard from her in a while. Not since the fallout between me and Diana over the anonymous sexy emails. She finally sent me her famed barbecue recipe (the barbecue connection again!). I’d forgotten all about it.  Sounded good, so I tried it out and spent all day cooking. After seven hours with ribs broiling in the oven, the house smelled delicious.  Now I’m sitting here, munching on some truly dy-no-mite barbecue, listening to my iPod while I write this, thinking about all the stuff I’ve mentioned (I swear my iPod can read my mind. These are the last four songs it played, in order: We Got A Date, by 24-7 Spyz; So In Love, by Curtis Mayfield; Fishbone’s Bonin’ In The Boneyard; and Just Cuz She Was Nice, by Weapon of Choice – The four stages of a relationship: the first kiss, the first bloom of love, the first sex, the eventual nasty breakup).  To the point of all this: Along with the recipe, she sent a reminder that the Fair was going to open on Friday, and she wanted to know if we were still going. She’d drive us down, and we could make a full day of it then come back late; or we could just crash at a cheap hotel for the night and drive back home the next afternoon.  Let me know soon, she wrote.  So. Okay. I’ve read this email several times now. Haven’t replied yet, mainly because I’ve been reading it over and over.  Wondering.  Here’s what I’ve been thinking: For the most part, I can separate fantasy from reality. All shit aside, I’m a normal, rational guy, intelligent enough to know that thinking with my dick makes me read things into situations like these – things that I interpret as sexual innuendo – when really nothing of the kind is going on.  I casually mentioned the email to Diana, and she’s been teasing me about it ever since. But I think she’s cool with it. We’ve spent a lot of time these last months trying to repair our relationship. I think she trusts me again, at least a little. I hope so. I like her a lot, and I don’t want to screw things up again.  And then there’s Julia’s marriage. They’ve got their share of problems, to be sure, but I know that Julia’s husband loves her, and I think she loves him too.  But…there’s all this stuff….  I’m in a quandary; on the horns of a dilemma. I can’t decide whether or not to go. I know what my motivation for going with her is, but I’m just not sure about Julia’s reasons for asking me.  So, dear reader, knowing what you do of my relationship woes, I’ll leave it to a vote.  Do I go? If I do, will there be more to this little drama? How will my day at the fair turn out? Will I finally get to knock boots with Julia? Am I just a testosterone driven idiot to even consider it?  Let me know what you think, and I’ll let you know how everything turns out…    ***      ÂÂ
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The Real llusion
The Real Illusion
She sat in the moon light with a thoughtful look on her face.. She was tense all over her body with anticipation.. She sat and she trembled.. Wild thoughts ran through her head and she laid her head back against the pillow on the back of chair and closed her eyes…. Soon she dosed off in to a exhilarating dream that made her skin crawl.. It felt so real..
He ran his hand down over her shoulders and in to her tank top squeezing his hands beneath her bra until he could fondle her nipples with his finger tips, as he pinched the nipples between his fore and middle fingers she arched her back and whined.. She grabbed at the middle of his fore arms and slid her hands up to his shoulders and could feel
She slid out of the chair on to the floor, he moved out around the chair and crouched right beside her and pushed her dress up out of the way running his fingers along her inner thigh. He slid his fingers over the silky underwear that she had on and could feel the moistness in them. He kissed her navel as he slid his middle finger then fore finger inside of her, he could feel her legs tremble. Hard and engorged inside of his jeans he was becoming harder by the second and was relived when she slid her hand up his leg and across his cock and pulled down the Zipper slowly. The sensation of the vibration from the zipper was enough to make him weak, he held him self up with is other hand and removed the one from her crotch. She pulled on his jeans as he helped pull them down she wrapped her hand around it and began to stroke it as she kissed around the base. He could feel the blood as it pulsed in his cock and could feel the warm wet feeling of her tong as she ran it around the head of his dick then took him all the way in kissing the base when she could go no further.
He slid one arm under her pulling off her panties and the other unzipped the back of her dress, he then lifted her with one hand under her knees and the other behind her back and picked her up off the ground, he stood up and moved towards the house placing one thigh on each of his hips and sliding his warm cock in to her.. It felt so wet and warm. He placed her back against the wall and slowly slid in and out of her. She mooned and this made him want her more, he grabbed a Brest and began to pinch and bite at her nipple, and as he thrust himself in and out of her she closed her eyes and let out a yell as she hit the height of it all, and dug her nails in to the backs of his shoulders and ran them down his back..
Laying in bed his body was hot and covered in sweat from the dream that he was experiencing. The sun crept in to the widow and across the floor towards his bare naked sleeping body. When the sun touched his face it woke him from a dream that gave him the most exhilarating feeling of being real, “Was it real?†he said out loud to himself. He stood up grabbing a towel off of the pile of clean laundry to wipe the sweat off of his body. Standing there staring at his bed drenched in sweat and seamen from his wet dream, and the thoughts of the girl in the dream still running through his head, he headed for the shower. While the water ran down his naked body weaving over each muscle he could do nothing, but think of the girl that occupied his dream almost all night, and the thoughts of her still made him hard.
He climbed out of the shower with no thoughts of reliving the throbbing in his groin the only thoughts were on the girl from the dream and the amazing details in which he could remember of the dream. “You cannot remember dreams this well†he said trying to convince himself that it wasn’t true but last night seemed so real, it was scary..
He sat down on the couch and turned on the television, tried flipping through channels to get his mind off of the girl and when he couldn’t he put his hands over his face to try to remember details of events in the dream, and at that point realized that he could remember them all.. He could then feel the throb in his groin again and he looked at the phone.. “There is no way that the dream could have been real.. She would never have been here last night..†His eyes shifted back and forth from the phone to the ceiling as he thought of calling her to see how she acted.. When it rang he felt like he jumped right out of his skin.. Picking up the phone he took a deep breath, “Hello?†he asked and only heard breathing on the other line… “Gwen?†he said it without thinking…
“How did you know that it was me?†The voice on the other line said “I don’t think I have ever called your house.â€Â
“Caller ID†even though he had never looked at the little box that sits clear across the room. It was just what he said cause that is all he could think of… “What have you been up to?†Trying to change the subject. “Your right you don’t normally call, what’s going on?†Glad that he got her off of the some how physic events..
“Nothing much I was just a little board and figured that you wouldn’t mind if I called to visit a little..†he could hear in her voice that she was leaving something out.
With out thinking he said “do you have any plans for tonight, Cause I don’t?†now realizing what he said.. He closed his eyes and scolded him self for it..
“No plans here, actually absolutely none I have today and tomorrow off, and entirely nothing to…...†She cut her sentence off and paused for Quite some time… “ Why do you ask?â€Â
Not being able to think of something to cover his words at this moment and wanting to say something so she wouldn’t know that something was on his mind like he knew something was on hers.. “Want to come over her for dinner……†he thought for a moment longer.. “ I have a pool and it has been quite hot out lately.. I also have air conditioningâ€Â
“sounds like your already trying to talk me in to it and I haven’t even said no yet.†He could tell she was smiling, you can hear a smile in some ones voice when they talk on the phone.
“Well what do you say?†he asked now thinking that that may have been why she called.. But she stayed silent for a few moments… “Not a biggie I just figured that I Live out here where it’s a little more open and it would get you out of your apartmentâ€Â
“Ya,, no, that don’t sound like all that bad of an idea..†her voice still pausing frequently “but I have one question first..â€Â
“What’s that?†un concerned as he could be
“ How real should Dreams feel,†His heart now pounding as he listened and let her ask her question.. “ I mean this probably sounds real odd, but I had a dream last night and I can remember it real well… But what’s Odd is that it was like a Real Illusion, you know like a magic trick that everyone thinks is fake but no one can figure out how it was really done…†she stopped cause she noticed that he became real silent.. “well its no biggie†she said trying to change the subject..
Covering for him self “don’t know I really don’t remember dreams at all but I know people that can remember them pretty well.†hoping that it worked he started to feel that she shouldn’t come over.. But he wanted her to so badly..
“Well†she cut in “ what time should I be out there?â€Â
Astonished she agreed, and they said their goodbyes, as he pressed on the off button on the phone, he took a deep breath and hung up the phone.
The blinds were still closed, dinner dishes were still in the sink from the night before, and he still sat in his towel on the couch. He stood up and pulled down on the string to the blinds, Flooding the room with bright sun light, he closed his eyes to get time to focus and could see her, quickly opening his eyes again he walked to the kitchen and picked up a sponge to do the dishes..
Going through his dressers he had this odd feeling of not knowing what to wear, a feeling that he cant for the life if him ever remember having. Finally he decided on just something normal, a pair of slacks and a nicer T.
On the nightstand was his wallet, he stuck it in to his back pocket and picked his keys up off of the dresser, everything seemed like he was doing it in slow motion, cause his mind was surely someplace else. On his way out to the car he paused to grab a pop out of the cooler on the porch and toss out a beer can from the night before.
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Still sitting on the couch staring at the phone, in total shock of what she just did, not being able to believe that she was hooked on the thought of him in her dream. “Why on earth did I call him?†She stood up and walked to the shower, setting her coffee down on the counter next to the sink she leaned forward to look in to the mirror she could see the effects that not enough sleep does to you on her face, even though if this was a dream she slept quite well last night. Shaking her head she Pulled her night shirt off over her head and laid it on the counter. Climbing in to the shower all she could think of was his arms wrapped around her and his lips pressing against her neck.
After her shower while she stood in her towel in front of the mirror brushing out her hair, she could feel her muscles relax and it seem that worries were lifted. Its just a get together between two friends, so she slipped in to a silky flowing summer dress that she wears all the time in the summer and used a little cover up under her eyes to get rid of the sleepiness look that she started the morning off with.
Placing her swimsuit in her bag she also tossed in some warmer clothes for the cooler night, a complete change of clothes for the next day, and a night gown.. Thinking that she knew that she wouldn’t need these, she felt she should take them any way, “I’ll just leave them in my car.†saying it out loud so she could let her self know that it was ok to take them. She picked up her purse and looked at her over night bag and laughed out loud, thinking.. . “How Ironic, my dream now I’m using something called an overnight bag to go over to his house..†She carried her bags out to her car and walked back to shut off lights and get her keys.. Her keys were on her head board an when she reached for them she couldn’t help but think of her dream again, she quickly shook her head to try to get rid of the image of him, “I cant be thinking like this.. I need to get rid of this feeling before I get there!†she said aloud scolding herself for the thoughts.. Then hit the light switch and walked out of the house locking the door behind her as she went.
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THE CUMMING TOGETHER
My wife's mind was going in the right direction,it just needed a push.
Married a while and happy,with two kids,we enjoyed nearly all things sexual. But my mother and stepfather were poles apart from each other and us. I felt sorry for the guy,so I covertly offered him some sexual relief.
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One day,me and the wife were discussing my parents doubtful relationship. Clearly a marriage of convenience utilizing mutual funds and housing. I knew my wife found a commonality factor with my stepfather,possibly she felt sorry for his situation. I never pressed her on this point you see,but I'd recognized,her being a flirty prick teaser and The afore mentioned conversation was going along the lines of whether they ever had sex. Clarifying this point,I said to my wife Linda, 'Probably at an earlier time,but I reckon the last time he probably had it was twenty five years or so ago' Her casual reply was, 'Fuck! that's before I was born,his dick must be throbbing like hell' I lead on, 'Yeah it does every time he gets a look at your thighs and ass,haven't you noticed'? A smirk came across her face,clearly she was relishing the thought that she tormented his cock without even realizing it. I open the play with, 'He's into photography and does his own developing,you could always give him some views to snap that wouldn't get past the censor' she responds, 'Don't be daft,how could I do that without your mother spotting what we were up to'? 'Out the house' - they lived in the country in a secluded cottage, - 'When you romp with the kids on the lawn,you could move your legs I'm sure in an in-obvious way to give him some flashes up there' She was quiet for a bit,then, 'You mean without knickers,that would be to dangerous' 'I didn't say that,but now you come to mention it,you could try it with knickers,then if it goes okay,you could gradually get to no knickers' 'Fuck,you're so dirty,how would I try to do the flashing then'? 'Just wrestle with them - the kids, - like you usually do here,I love watching the flashing you innocently give me,especially when they get pressed into your crack,but you always damn well adjust them and pull it back out' She grinned widely to that. 'How could he possibly get where he could take pictures of my pussy without getting seen? It just can't be realistic' 'Course he can,he has a super camera,fast,and on a tripod behind that small outhouse window that opens,I bet if you sneaked in there,you'd find him wanking himself stupid already,because I've noticed he tries to look at you from there,especially when you bend forward with those short dresses on,you wear' The trouble he has is,you don't point in the right direction for him or you're too far away,I can tell you where you need to get for his best advantage' 'You've been planning this! You've got it all worked out you dirty sod' 'Not really,I lied,its just that I noticed you show a soft spot for him and he has a hard spot for so to speak' I got a threatened slap for that. 'I do not! But I don't want to be cruel to him,like your mother is' 'I only said flash him,not fuck him! Not yet anyway' I risked this statement,and paid the price.She grabbed my balls and squeezed,fortunately not to hard,but enough to make me aware of what could happen if I overstepped the mark. Not to be out done though,I skitted. 'If you damage those,you will have to go in search of another pair ready to fire juice up your pussy' 'STOP NOW,I know where this is leading,NO! NO-NO-NO' 'I haven't said anything' 'Yeah,but I know how that mind of yours works' It was left at that and we continued talking about something not related. ----------------------------- Come our next visit,I mentioned nothing and decided to see how it played out,or if in fact it played at all. After about twenty minutes,the novelty of the grandchildren visiting their gran played out in preference to some crap soap on TV. 'You can all stay and play on the lawn while I see my program' and she was gone for the duration. I plonked myself in a deck chair by the wall that gave me a good view of my wife's attributes if shown, - Well I deserved my share of any goodies put on show as the instigating organizer don't you think? I was not able to see in the window we talked about,but also could not be observed from the window either,but I could hear if any activity was going on inside. Before seating myself down,while close to this window I over loudly said to Linda,I'll pop down and see if my mate of old is about,wont be long. This was a total ruse of course,just to ease any pressure from my being in close proximity. The romping got underway and true to form our son got a bit carried away quite quickly and in his excitement hitched my wifes top a bit high thus showing the underside of her tits, - No bra,so she was playing the sex card I concluded, - Just after I heard a scraping sound that could be a tripod being moved. I smirked at the thought of his hardon over my wife's tits. I hadn't thought of this till this time,but my stepfather was into all new things regarding sound and visual. It was only that I heard no shutter sounds,but a slight humming noise is best as I can describe it. Attracted back to the view,I cast it from my mind,but thinking later,I realized it was there all the time my wife done her bit. After a while,my wife jumped up saying, 'Wait,all this mucking about has made mum need a wee' and promptly headed for the loo. In no time she returned and the fun carried on. Our boisterous son had just slid down my wife's raised knees like on a slide,which inadvertently dragged her dress down towards her thighs. There it was in all its splendour! One naked pussy,well naked except for her pussy fur and supported by two half moon bum cheeks. She was endeavouring to get her shirt back over her knees and succeeded,but not before I heard a gasped grunt and 'Fucking hell' come from the open window. I smiled with satisfaction. They were playing creepy mouse by now and young son was set on creeping his hand up his mothers skirt. She was desperately trying to stop his hand touching her now naked pussy and only just managed to grab him an inch or two from contact. Phew! that was close,I could just imagining him saying, "Gran,mum has no knickers on,she must have wee'd them just now" Linda made a point of keeping all creepy mice much nearer the belly and armpit ticklish areas after this near miss. But at least another ten minutes of display was had by the male species,with up thigh flashes of the highest quality. We loved it. -------------------------------------------- This happening was not able to be mentioned till after the kids bedtime. It turned out that when my wife had got to the loo, - a typical cottage,no lock just a latch door, - she had a pee,then just as she'd dapped any drips and being about to discard her knickers,the door opened and there stood my stepfather. Instantly dropping her skirt,she got a sorry,sorry,I didn't know anyone was in here. Lying toad,I said,he heard you like I did say you were going there. 'I thought that,but more to the point, - she giggled, - he had the worlds hardest hardon sticking out his trousers' 'What actually sticking out in "as you seen it"? 'Yeah,he had it in his hand,I reckon he was going to have a wank' I said, 'No,that can't be,he knew you were going there,the dirty old sod! He done it to show you what he has if you're ever hungry for cock' 'No,never,I reckon you're only saying that because of what you hinted the other day' 'Hang on,It wasn't me that had it in your face out there' passing on,she said, 'He definitely seen my cunt close up before I had time to hide it' Then it clicked,I realised what the whirring was. I told Linda,I've got it,he has got himself a new video camera,he's got your naked pussy on tape,I'll bet he'll wank himself senseless tonight. She smirked and blushed all at the same time, 'It'll be in colour as well' 'He won't stop there,now he'll want more from you with that machine,you see! It'll be interesting to see how he'll tackle you to give him more action. My wife didn't reply to this observation,but then again she didn't exclude the prospects. bye now.
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Cheating On My Wife!
Last July my wife’s best friend Kylie (who is drop dead gorgeous with blond hair blue eyes flat stomach and nice chest) came over from England to visit for about 3 weeks. My wife Lucy and Kylie went out just about every night and sometimes I went with. This one Saturday night Lucy did not want to go out clubbing because she had to be up early the next day for a baby shower. So I went with Kylie alone and had a great time.  We left the club around 2 am and all Kylie could say in the cab ride home was thatÂ
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Kylie was staying downstairs in our finished basement with a shower and bedroom and when we got home she said that she needed a shower really bad because of the smoke smell from being in the club and that she had the munchies for some food. I was a little hungry and decide to make us a snack.
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When I walked down stairs our dog “Blitz†a male Dalmatian we were looking after while our friends went to Hawaii came running down with. I opened Kyle’s door to find her wearing just a towel (this is where it starts to get a little weird). With her back facing me she drops the towel turns around gives me a passionate kiss and then pushes me away onto the sofa! I’m thinking to my self “Oh my Godâ€Â Her pussy is shaven!
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She leans against the wall slides down and starts to finger herself. At this point I am really turned on but not sure what is happening. Kylie then takes her middle finger that she used to finger-fucked herself with and offer it to Blitz our Dalmatian dog. She then let him lick her fingers clean and repeated the process several times.
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Kylie then gently pulled Blitz between her legs and brought his head towards her pussy. I was so turned on watching this dog lick her pussy. In some way it was very erotic!
While I was sitting there in awe I noticed Blitz was getting very aroused HUGELY. That is when Kylie said I need to be fuck hard by Blitz!
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She asked me to get her a pair of socks placed them on Blitz front paws so he would not scratch her. Kylie went down on all fours and I helped Blitz get mounted on her.
It was so erotic! Blitz started hard fucking right away because the male K9 humps hard and fast. When he was locked into Kylie (knot) she started to reach down in between her legs and stimulated her clit.
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Kylie said apparently the knot could be very uncomfortable at first because sometimes it can feel as if it's going to stretch you to tearing. But she swore that it won't and before long she said that any woman being fucked would enjoy the knot rubbing against her G-spots .
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Finally after what seemed like five orgasms for Kylie Blitz start Cumming in side her like there was no tomorrow. Blitz then went off into a corner and fell a sleep. Kylie on the other hand was not finished with me. She came over and gave me one hell of a blow job sucking me down to every last drop of cum
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The next morning Lucy woke up early and left for the her baby shower with friends. I woke up around 11: 30am brushed my teeth and got into the shower. Not feeling the least bit guilty about last night for some strange reason. I was in the shower about 5 mins when the door to the shower opens and as I turn around I see Kylie very naked and in my shower! This is when it start becomes hard to say no because she is so good looking! The first thing she says to me in her sexy British accent is "lick my shaven clean pussy!" Once again I am so completely off guard yet so turned on I kneel down in the shower and with the warm water running over us and give her one hell of a licking.Â
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After Kylie cam the first and second time she told me to get up and said “I am going to Fuck my best friends husband right now in her bedâ€Â! With that being said I’m thinking what the hell am I doing but she is soooooo hot! She ended up taking me into our bed getting on top fucking me! She then got off grabbed hold of the two-bed post and demanded I anal fuck her. Once I started to fuck her up the ass she started to have multiple orgasm and was being very loud. Even though I should of been feeling like this was wrong I found her to be such a turn on and very erotic!Â
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Three days later on a very hot summer afternoon we met up with some friends in Glen Wood Springs in the mountains for a long 3-hour hike. About 30 minutes in the hike Kylie says she needs the bathroom and does not want to go behind a bush. Lucy once to stay and finish the hike and since I have been before asked if I would not mind walking her back to the car to drive her into town. Lucy suggested we checked out the local museum to waiste time and  then meet them back at the trail in a couple of hours.
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The first 10 minutes on the way back to the car we spent talking about how hot it was outside. I must admit the cut off pink t-shirt and tan shorts she was wearing made her look even more sexy. As we continued to the car she ran off down a different trail and of course I chased after her. She stopped next to the side a big rock in the middle of a clearing with nothing around for miles.
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I asked her what she was doing and she said, “shut up just listenâ€Â. As she said that she started to pull my umbro soccer shorts down and removed my t-shirt and started to give me a blowjob. You think by this time I would start to say no but I couldn’t because it felt so good and I enjoyed it. I then pull off Kylie's tan shorts and black panties and started to massage her clit. I could not help myself because then I found myself ripping off her panties and tearing off her pink t-shirt and black bra.
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As she laid against the warm rock in the sun completely naked I started to lick her clit until I gave her several orgasm. It was one of the most erotic moments in my life! She then turned around and I started fucking her doggie style. While we were fucking it was so peaceful being outside with nature. I even saw two deer watching us very closely.
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The next day it was time for Kylie to return back to England. We took her to the airport she got on her flight and flew back home. The weird part is I never once felt guilty about cheating. Maybe it was because I felt I was drawn into a sexual relationship I could not stop.
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