One evening, with Sue, my wife, out with some of her friends I began surfing the net, getting more and more aroused watching the clips, I slid my shorts down, stroking my hard cock and playing with my balls.

Our friends who lived next door moved and our new neighbour moved in, after a few weeks he invited us for drinks but my wife said she didn’t want to go so I went on my own.

Alan didn’t have a lot of furniture so I sat on the low couch as he drank his scotch while sitting on the chair a foot away from me. He asked me questions about work and where I was from originally and about any new friends I might have in the city, which I had none.

I didn't know Alan's age, but I figured he was about 20 years older than my 22 years but was slim. He was wearing loose fitting jogging bottoms and as he crossed his legs it highlighted quite a large bulge and I could see the outline of his penis. He got up and poured us another scotch and when he came back he joined me on the couch. That was when I noticed that I was beginning to get an erection. Since I was in rather tight jeans, it was very noticeable.

Alan continued to talk, about what I don't know, but as he talked he put his hand on my thigh and started rubbing my leg and upper thigh. By this time my erection was throbbing and I didn't stop him from what he was doing. He pulled the zipper down on my jeans and undid the belt buckle. My mind was screaming that this had been what I had dreamt about and I couldn’t have stopped him even if I had wanted to.

He pushed my jeans and pants down past my knees. When his hand touched my erection I thought I would cum immediately. Alan didn't speak a word as he got down between my legs and his lips engulfed my 6 inch cock. I was in heaven as he did an marvellous job of sucking my cock and when I felt his wet index finger that must have been coated with his saliva slip between the cheeks of my ass I pushed up off the couch to allow him access.

He was very gentle as he slowly inserted the index finger into my anus and continued to suck me. Once his finger was completely inside me he began a fucking motion with his finger and this was too much for me and I came hard in his mouth. As he pulled back I was fascinated to see some of my come dribbling from the side of his mouth as he smiled at me. Kneeling on the couch between my legs with his pants around his ankles his 7 inch erection had precum dripping from it and there was lust in his eyes.

He said nothing as he rolled me over onto my stomach and half lifted me until I was on my hands and knees on the bed. He slowly inserted his cock into my anus which had been somewhat loosened up by his finger. It hurt, but I said nothing as he slipped into me. When he was all the way in he stayed still as I got used to the feeling. He pushed my head down into the pillow so that my ass was sticking up in the air and he slowly began fucking my ass.

The pain subsided and I felt myself with another erection. When he heard me moan, he picked up the pace and began slamming into my ass. I couldn't believe how hard I was and before long I was squirting my cum onto the couch. I felt Alan grab my hips and plunge one last time and felt the warmness of his cum fill my arse

To be continued..

By then, bright stars were popping in front of her eyes, her lungs screamed for air. Suddenly she found herself flying, and run into something hard, before collapsing in a heap by the wall. While she gasped desperately for air, and tried to clear her head, she heard the door clank close, and the sound of a padlock falling into place. The room was so dark she barely distinguish the details of the room. She coughed and hacked, trying to get more air into her lungs, while also trying to get her bearing and figure out what happened.

Before she even caught her breath, she felt the silhouette of her attacker loomed over her prone body, and she heard the sound of fabric tearing. Panicked, she realised it was her blouse that was being shredded from her shoulders. Screaming, she pushed herself to her back, and blindly kick him. Apparently, she got her in him in the shin, because she felt the hands slipped and the man tumbled forward and fell heavily on her. She punched forward where she thought the head was and hit something soft, and a deep “oomph” coming from him.

“Help!” she screamed, knowing full well that, this was a dead alley along a dead street in the dead of the night.

She pushed his heavy body off and groped blindly for the door. Disorientated, she slammed into the opposite wall, and fell backwards. She tried to get up, but suddenly felt someone yanked her long hair backwards, and she screamed.

“Kick me, huh, you slut!” a low menacing voice growled.

He grabbed her by her neck and pinned her to the wall, on her tiptoes. His arm drew back to deliver slaps after slaps on her face, while she squirmed, clawing at his arm and kicking spasmodically. Slap after slap, her head spun, and she felt herself almost blacking out. She went limp in his grip.

Releasing her, she crumpled weakly onto the floor and lay gasping feebly. She tried to scream but only a croak came out from her. Pabla calmly dragged her from the wall to the centre of the room, and turned her face-up. He proceeded to finish what he had started, tearing off her once white blouse.

“Noo… help… ” she whimpered weakly, shaking her head and flailed her arms unconvincingly.

But she felt his sharp nails digging into her as he shredded her blouse, exposing her bra. She tried to push him away but she was still dazed by her recent beating. He began slashing on her skirt, tearing it open from the hem up to her waist. when she felt her skirt being torn open, she sobbed faintly, and tried to kick her attacker again, who had snaked between her thighs.

She felt his rough hand ran up her thighs and towards her private area, and a deep angry grew within her. Despite her weakened state, she suddenly sat up and delivered a solid punch toward his head. His head cracked back in surprise, and he fell backwards, howling in pain.

“Why? Do you like to rape women so much? You fucking son-of-a-bitch! Why? Can’t get a woman yourself? You pencil dick!” she screamed hoarsely, punching hard on his face.

She felt him go limp in her hands, and she finally stopped, and dropped to her knees, weeping after the adrenaline rush. She tried to gather what was left with her clothing, and fumbled for the direction of the door. In the darkness of the room, she found the door and realised the door was padlocked with a large Yale lock. She tugged hopelessly at the lock but it would not yield.

“Looking for this?” she heard a voice snarled behind her. She spun around to see a silver of light reflecting off a key. A key held in the hand of her attacker, who was struggling to his feet.

She cowered backwards, and begged.

“Noo… Please…. “ she pled, as Pabla advanced towards her, quietly, yet threateningly.

“Pencil dick?” he enquired, conversationally, as he walked closer and closer to her. With a suddenly swipe he grabbed her shoulder and pulled her towards him, “why don’t you find out for yourself?”

She yelped as he punched her right in the stomach, and tossed her onto the floor again. There she heard the chilling sound of metal zippers being pulled down. She cowered and tried to crawl away, but Pabla pounced right on her and pushed her to her back.

She thrashed about violently, as he pinned her chest down with his knee and grabbed her right wrist. She tried to wrench her wrist out of his grip but he was too strong. He thumped his knee roughly on her chest, making her grimace in pain.

“Here, here’s my ‘pencil dick’!” he bellowed, forcing her hand to palm his erected 12-inch penis. He made her grip his warm thick member and ran her hand up and down the swollen organ. With his free hand, he reached down, seized her panty and wrenched the cloth right off her. He stuffed the shredded panties into her mouth, pushing them deep, and then slapped her tightly on her face. Even in the dark, she could see the manic smile in his eyes, as he raised his free right index finger in the air. 

“By the time we are through, you will be screaming for me to fuck you, you whore!” he shouted, and with a strong shove, he rammed his index finger deep into her vagina.

She threw back her head and shrieked in pain. She thrashed weakly about as Pabla thrust his finger vehemently, repeatedly deeper into her, before finally drawing it out. Still kneeing on her chest, he carefully sniffed at his index finger and unhurriedly licked the blood and cum off his finger.

“Noo… Please… noo… “ she begged piteously, her words muffled by the panty in her mouth. She struggled to push him off her chest, her knees buckling with pain and fear. she felt him heave off her, but also felt her bra being pulled down.

“Noo… please… noo…. “ she bleated feebly, as she felt her breasts popped free from her C-cup bra cups. She tried to shrink away, but carried on pawing her breasts and forced his way between her thighs. When she tried to cover her breasts with her arms, he viciously punched her on her shoulders, rendering her arms useless temporarily.

She whimpered pathetically, squirming her body and kicking her legs as she tried to escape from his clutches, but he carried on pawing at her ample breasts, kneading them brusquely. He then leaned heavily on her and put his mouth over her nipple and slurped them voraciously, while she snivelled distressingly, large streaks of tears ran down her face.

When one of his arms push past her face, she grabbed it and bit fiercely down. She heard a loud yell, but she refused to let go. She held on like a dog onto his forearm, as he screamed and shook his arm in effort to shake off her bite. Only until he gave her a violent blow to her head did she released her grip. She tasted blood on her lips, but she didn’t know if it was from him or herself.

He retreated to a corner and inspected his injury. There was an angry puncture mark, complete with teeth imprints anchored on his arm. Blood seeped between the wound, and this only made Pabla angrier.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! You fucking whore! How dare you bit me! What are you, a fucking DOG?” he bellowed and screeched angrily as he stepped wrathfully towards the cowering shape on the floor.

He walked till he was towering over her, his pants still hanging by his hips, then drew back his foot and kicked her venomously with his steel-toed boots. She yelped pathetically, and tried to crawl away, but he repeatedly kicked and stomped on her legs and thighs. Finally, he stopped, panting with exertion. At his feet was a whimpering mass, barely conscious.

He dragged her vulgarly across the room to the centre of the room, and tossed her onto her back. She lay limply on her back, her face streaked with tears, her body covered with bruises. He crouched over her and pawed her voluptuous breasts again. He massaged them roughly, then groaned huskily as his dick swelled to colossal proportions.

“Such big tits, slut! They are just right for fucking! What do you intend to do with them, keep them till they drop? You whore! Tits are like cunt, they are there for men to fuck!”

He grabbed her limp wrists and cupped them around his dick, and forced her to stroke his swollen member. He piston her hands up and down his dick, while his free hand massaged her breasts. Then he put his dick between her breasts and breast fuck her.

Seeing how unresponsive she was, he sat down on the ground and drag her on his lap. He stuck his dick between her ass cracks, and pull her close to him. He felt her shuddered when she felt her dick between her butt, but he put his arms around her chest and cupped her breasts with one hand, his other snaked to between her thighs and to her pubic place.

She felt his hands violate her again, and tried to squirm away from his lap, but, she was badly injured and greatly weakened. She felt his hand roamed into her private place, and began playing with her clitoris, his dick rubbing up and down her butt crack. She writhed from his touch, and clawed frantically at his thighs, but his coarse thick fingers fingered her clit brusquely.

Weakened, and injured, her mind was too confused for her to control herself, and soon, his finger began to fill traces of wetness. He raised a sodden finger, smelt it, then smeared her own juices across her weeping face. With her panty still in her mouth, she sobbed and pled, her head shaking from side to side.

Unable to keep himself any further, he threw her right off his lap onto the floor, then mounted her, prying open her thighs.

“I can’t get a woman?” he sneered as he pushed his way between her thighs, she whimpered and tried to back away.

“I can’t get a woman?” he sneered again, pushing his dickhead right against her cunt, she begged and pleaded pitifully, flinching in terror at his dick’s touch.

“Watch me!” he screeched, as he shoved brutally forward and plunged deeply into her vagina. She wailed piteously in pain and shame as the man entered her.

He propelled vigorously forward until he felt his dick rammed against her cervix, and yet he still forced his way in. She whimpered pathetically with every thrust of her rapist, he finally managed to stuff all 12-inches of his penis into her. He began humping her for all he can.

“I can’t get a woman, huh? You slut! Look who I am fucking! Fucking whore, I’ll fuck you like a whore! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” he yelled as he pulled his dick almost all out then piston deeply back into her.

Her body shuddered in pain as he stroked deep into her, her body racked with pain and exhaustion. Her cunt burned with pain as he drove his penis deep into her, violating her deepest crevice. She didn’t know how long it took, but after what seems an eternity, she felt his shudder between her thighs. He gave a final violent thrust before emptying his load into her.

She closed her eyes and bit her lips, as she felt every warm drop of cum entered her womb. He gave several final thrusts to make sure his seeds entered the slut’s body, then drawing away abruptly.

After he left her body, she tried to curl up into a ball, but he was not finished with her. He dragged her by her hair until she was sitting up. Then he pulled out the soggy panty from her mouth, forced her mouth open, and made her lick his penis clean. He shoved his penis deep into her mouth, gagging her. She tried to make another struggle, but was coerced to clean her juices from his dick.

By then, all the stimulations from her pouty lips was enough to make his dick stand up again. He waved the engorged member in front of her face and her eyes widened with fear. She moaned weakly, and tried to back away from him. He walked right over her and tried to grab her by her hair. Once again, she turned to his thighs and bit down on them. Although she did not use as much strength as before, he still screamed in pain, and kicked her vehemently away.

Nursing his wounded thigh, he forcefully pushed her against a corner, and pried her thighs wide open, and punched her repeatedly on her cunt. She moaned faintly, barely conscious, shrouded in pain. Without much warning, he rammed his thick member once again into her, yielding a strangled sob from her. He rammed her repeatedly, before withdrawing completely rapidly, then started forcing into her anus.

She realised what he was up to, and started struggling and begging again.

“Noo… please… not there… please…” she whimpered pleadingly. And she tried to push him away from her, closing her thigh in a vain attempt to stop her anus rape. And although her crack was clenched close, he wetted his finger with her cunt juices and forced his finger through her anus hole. Time and again he wet and poked, until he got his finger in and soon, he also shoved his rock-hard dick through her aperture, with her screaming excruciatingly. He had forced his dick halfway through her anus, but was too exhausted by the effort, he pulled out his dick and entered her cunt instead. After some grunting and shoving, he cummed in her again. After milking his dick for all his cum, he withdrew and stood up.

Finally, he drew up his pants and zipped them up. In the corner, Finola curled herself into a ball, and cowered in a corner, her body racked with pain, her mind filled with shame. Her eyes were swollen shut from his blows but she heard him stood up, his zipper zipped up, and then there was the welcoming sound of the lock unlocking and the door opening. She heard the door open and slammed closed again.

Thinking that her rapist had left, she crawled laboriously towards the direction of the door. To her horror, she found the door unyielding, with the sound of a lock rattling on the outside. She screamed desperately, and pulled herself to the farthest corner from the door, cowering in fear.

She heard the sound of a large vehicle drove up and stopped outside the door. Initially, her hopes went up, thinking she could call for help. But soon, she heard the sound of a van’s side door sliding open, she knew.

The lock on the door clicked open, and the door yawned open. There in the dim lights of the alley, she vaguely saw the outline of a large man standing over the door. Behind him, there was a gaping hole of the side door of a large black van.

She cringed in fear, and begged, but Pabla advanced forebodingly towards her, with what seemed like thick rope in his hands. She wrestled unsuccessfully with Pabla, but soon, he had her pinned to the ground, her arms twisted behind her back. She whimpered faintly, but he trussed her securely like a chicken, binding her wrists behind her back. He had wanted to bind her ankles together, but looking down at her tempting body, he stood up again.

To her horror, she heard the sound of the zipper coming down again. Her hands tied behind her back, she barely could move out of the way, before he lunged on her and shoved his penis into her again. She yelped in pain as he entered her dry and started pistoning rapidly in and out of her. She snivelled sporadically as he stroked deeply and forcefully, after an eternity of grunting, he ultimately cummed deeply into her.

Finally after the third time, he was almost exhausted. He stood up wearily, and forced her to lick his limp dick clean of cum, before tucking it back into his pants and zipping up. Then he calmly tied her ankles together, and carried the semi-conscious girl into the back of the van. he secured her bound wrists to a D-ring on the floor of the van.

Hazily, she heard the door slid close, and the van drove away. She felt herself being driven away from her past, her own life, into a life she has no idea about. In the darkened interior of the van, clad in shreds of her clothing, her arms and legs bound, she wept. Overwhelmed by pain and shame, and worn out with exhaustion, she drifted slowly into unconsciousness, while the van drove out of the town’s edge into the countryside, where Pabla could hide his van deep in the forested area. Just as the day breaks, the two fell asleep in the shade of the forest.

The couple ran to the water to begin having some fun on the sunny day. He would pick her up and toss her into the water. She would grab the back of his head as if she were going to kiss him and pull him under quickly. The two of them have strayed away from their spot and came upon a small cove in which a tiny waterfall had formed from the land mass rising and falling in succession. The two ventured inside as a lil pond had formed with some rocks rising out of the water, almost like the Grotto at the Playboy Mansion. When she saw this sight, her fantasies had came true, for years she had dreamed of being taken passionately with the one she loved underneath a waterfall. He picked her up and sat her on top of a shelf of rocks. He kissed her along the side of her neck, from one side to the other. Their lips touched and soon afterwards their tongues. His hands were roaming all over her body, along her back, behind her head, across her thighs and finally he began to slowly tease the top of her pussy. The feeling of his hands touching her pussy through her bathing suit gave her goose bumps. He removed her bikini top and began caressing her breast. She began rubbing his cock through his trunks, it was already nice and hard. She lifted her ass off the rocks as he slid off her bikini bottoms and her pussy glistened in the sunlight that creeped through the roof of the cove. He lowered his kisses down to her collarbone, from her collarbone to her nipples. His tongue slithered around her nipples slowly, almost as if they were just resting on them. His kisses continued downward as his mouth finally met with her pussy. He caressed the insides of her thighs and kissed around her pussy, making her wetter and wanting the feeling of his tongue inside of her even more. Finally, he stopped the teasing and plunged his tongue inside of her. She moaned at the feeling of his nice, thick tongue inside of her. His tongue slid inside of her, making every side of her pussy quiver and moisten.

The depth of the water only reached up to his thighs. She scooted off the rocks and got down on her knees in to the warm water. She removed his trunks and began licking the top of his head. Her tongue slithered over the shaft, up and down, before she finally took the entire cock into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down on his cock the pleasure from her mouth began to make him moan. After a while, neither of them could take it anymore, she had to have him inside of her. She sat back on the rocks as he rubbed the mouth of her pussy with the head of his cock and slowly drove it inside of her. She clinched his back from the size of his cock. This wasn't the first time he has been inside of her but each time, it stretches her lil by lil. His thrusts started off slow and began to speed up. The splashing of the water couldn't muffle her moans as they began to echo. She began scratching his back as he started pounding harder and harder. He removed his cock and got down and licked at her dripping pussy again. An orgasm was approaching with his tongue sliding in and out of her, her legs tightened, her breathing sped up, she exhaled deeply as the orgasm raced through her body. He bent her over the rocks and rubbed her ass. Her legs were feeling a lil shaky from the orgasm but she was still able to stand.

He penetrated her from behind and the thrusts continued. She was moaning ecstatically now and shrieked a lil as he began to rub her clit. Not long afterwards, another orgasm quaked through her. He proceeded to sit on the rocks as she climbed on top of him and began riding him. The years of surfing had given her a great equilibrium of balance so she had no problem with the limited amount of space. The look of his dick sliding in and out of her pussy was starting to get to him as he felt his orgasm approaching. She was familiar with his manerisms of a near orgasm so she got off of him and pulled him to under the waterfall. The warm water felt great on their bodies as she whispered in his ear "cum inside of me". He penetrated her once again from behind. The water enhanced her pleasure as both of them simultaneously orgasmed. He pulled her back as they both slumped into a crevice of rock. He held her close and kissed her along her neck. Her fantasy, had came true.

This is the incident which happened 1 yr ago. Since then she is not only my mother but my best friend, whore and lover. Nobody knows about this except for her and me.

At times when dad would come to Mumbai, I could make out that they were busy fucking in their room. I would hear a shy giggle and dad's moan at times. But I could not see a thing. One day I had seen my mom cooking kheer for us. I was watching cricket. This was when I was in tenth standard. I wanted to go to pee. Since the toilet was in the way to the kitchen, my eyes darted toward that place. I saw my dad bending over mom who looked as if she was stirring the kheer with a spoon.
I didn't make a noise and just witnessed the scene. He was licking the back of her neck and squeezing her ass over her saree.
My cock began to rise slowly. She was not wearing a petticoat. I saw dad slowly lifting her saree slowly. Wow! I came to see her legs, long and silky sexy. He slowly lifted it up till I saw my mother's ripe pumpkin shaped ass in a red panty. It was the most erotic thing I saw round and big. I could not see the full thing as it was hidden in her panty but it looked declicious, I saw dad's index finger going inside her ass. Dad was fingering her anus. I became mad with lust as I saw the scene. He removed his finger out and began to suck it. In her excitement mom moaned and dropped the spoon. Suddenly they realized that I would hear and mom pulled her saree down. I disappeared from the scene.

The sight of her ass made me mad. I was so charged with lust that I masturbated for a week continously thinking of the sight I had scene. I wished to see that lovely ass of hers again. When she would go the toilet to shit in the morning, I would imagine seeing her naked ass and sexy asshole and would get excited. I could hear the buzzing sound of her peeing and would get excited.

Let me tell you that this sound would be magnetically arousing to my dick.

One day, I was reading my college book in my study room. Like always my mom would come to the room to sweep the room. I was addicted to watch her body while moving in the house doing house hold work. She moved her ass seductively and I watched her. Her ass was just inches away from me.

Suddenly there was a funny beep sound and then a deep eggy smell. My lovely mom had just expelled some gas in front of me. I loved the aroma and my cock was growing hard as I breathed in that lovely sweet smell. I was so much in love with that dirty sweet funny fart smell that I would have even inhaled it. My mom looked at me and smiled shyly knowing that I was aware of what she did. I loved her smile.

After some time, she went to the loo. She was taking time. I knew that she had gone to shit. I was growing hornier. I wanted to see her doing her thing. Quite out of lust, I took my cock out and began to masturbate furiously.

I listened to the sound of her flushing and I saw her coming out. I could not complete my act of masturbation. Mom came out and saw the front bulge of my pant swollen like a tent. "What were you doing?" she asked, "how did it become swollen?"
I was afraid and did not say it.

She said,"You were playing with it, no? Go to the toilet and piss. It will become small," she did not sound angry.
I went to the toilet. The toilet was still smelling of my mom's shit. I looked in the bowl. The bowl had still some round and curly snakes which had come from her asshole. They were floating in the water. The smell in the air was turning me on as I masturbated furiously. I kept on shagging wildly. Mom was calling from the other side,"Beta, are you finished peeing?"
I said,"Mom, I have to do no 2. too"

I could hear her laughing. I began to masturbate till I came. I flushed the toilet throughly and came out.
Dad had gone abroad and there was no one in the house except for mom and me. One morning at 5.00 clock, I felt my eyes opened. I went to the other room where my mom was sleeping. Her saree was lifted on to the thighs. She could not see me. But I could see in the dark that her fingers were between her spread fair soft full thighs. My mom was masturbating. I knew she was missing my dad's cock. I saw her moaning softly as she orgasmed. I could not see her cunt as it was dark but I could see her eyes closed and the pleasure in her face as she orgasmed. My cock was so hard that I began to feel like fuck her then and there.

One day in school, my friend passed some obscene comment on my mom. He said,"Karan ki maa ka gand tho sabse mast hai"
I got angry and fought with him. I called his mother a whore. He insulted my mom and said that my mom was a whore. Because of the fight both of us were injured.

My mom saw me and began to scold me for fighting. I told her what happened. She began to apply balm on my wounds and iodex. After some day my mom got my friend in front of me. I was angry to see this. My mom said that you boys should not fight on small things. Friendship is more important. My friend began to thank my mom for kindness and said sorry to me. Then we boys became friends. After one week my mom asked me if I loved her that much that I had to fight with a boy, Akash. I said,"Mom if he says dirty things again, then I will break his face."

My mom said,"Forget it. He is just a despo guy. He is just hungry for sex. Most of the boys at this age are like that only. Even you said dirty things about his mom" I said,"But mom you are sexy, he told this because .... she cut me,"what how do you know I am sexy... she began to laugh...

I began to caress her neck. She smiled and asked me,"What are you doing?" "Feeling the softness of your skin, mom, I wish I could kiss it." "Then kiss it" I began to kiss her neck and then kissed her lips. She stopped me and said,"Dont do this..I am your mom"

I made a sad face and said,"This is my bad luck. All the boys and men can ogle at you but I cannot do so because I am your son. If I was your lover, I would have kissed you up and down" She made a face and said,"See if you are horny what can you expect your friend to be?" I caressed her shoulders," Mom your boobs can make even a small kid's cock hard" She slapped me on my face,"Enough."

I started to weep, she consoled me. Seeing my plight, she cuddled me and said,"Why do you talk such things ?" I told her,"Mom, I know that you are missing dad, I saw you masturbating one day. I also saw dad fucking you in the kitchen"
My mom was dumbfounded and then embarrassed. She did not know when I had seen her getting fucked in the kitchen. I told her about the kheer incident. She did not know how to react. She told me,"Beta..since you saw everything let me tell you, I was masturbating because I was missing your dad"

I kissed her on her cheek. I stroked her face and said,"Mom, I want you to be the happiest woman in the world. She had tears in her eyes. My hand was caressing her right breast cupping it gently applying pressure as I kissed her. My erect cock was rubbing against her calf as I kissed. I whispered in her ear as I squeezed it more,"mom can I play with your ball"

She gave a sexy smile and said,"Let me remove the pallu". She removed it and I could see her breasts looking tight and hot, medium sized in her blouse. I put my head down and began to suck on the left one through the fabric. She smiled and said,"Go slow, it is a woman's breast not a ball that you use to play cricket" as I squeezed the other pulpy meat of flesh.

"Mom, you know when people stare at your boobs, I feel so mad"
She caressed my head and said,"Karan, you love me, you are entitled to see me. They have not seen my boobs...I will show you, you dont have to be mad anymore but promise me you will keep this a secret. I am showing you because you wanted to see me in nude. I dont want you to feel dejected"
There were two pins which held her blouse together from the front. She went ahead and opened them. Her blouse flipped apart and my eyes feasted at those two full ripe apple like boobs of mom.No wonder dad was a fan of these. She does not wear a bra at home.
I asked her,"Mom dont you ever wear a bra?
She said,"I wear dear but only when I go out"
I looked at her nipples. They wear dark brown strong nipples looking sexually attractive. I told mom," I want to suck your nipples"
She caught one breast in her hand and offered to me as if feeding me. I began to suck on her nipple. The pleasure was extra ordinary. I left sucking for a moment and wanted to ask her something," Mom why are your nipples dark while other girls have light colored ones?"
She said," Young girls have light ones but once they give birth to kids the nipples become fatter and darker"
I loved my mother's knowledge. I began to suck again like an animal. She could not take the pressure and lied down. I began to attack her breasts like an animal, kissing and licking her whole area of breasts, massaging it slurping at it. She, getting turned on let her hand wander around my crotch area. She found my hardon jutting out through my shorts and pressed it. Her eyes popped out as she gasped at my size. She didnt say anything but her eyes said it all. We ended smooching each other. I loved the feel of her bangles as she touched my dick through my shorts. I left her and removed my shorts as my mother watched in excitement. I removed my brief and my cock naked and proud jutted out in the open waving up and down in front of her lovely face. She smiled and said,"Tere papa se bhi mota hai" She caressed it and I felt sexual current running through my body. This was the woman who had touched my cock when I was small while bathing or helping me pee and now she was about to suck it. "mom please suck it"
Understanding my lust, she closed her mouth over my rigid piece of meat. I was in seventh heaven. My mother was a good cocksucker. She was giving that kind of a pleasure he can never dream of. I was very jealous of papa and I wished I was older enough to be her lover or husband. Mom wanted to have fun, she was a horny bitch just like a horny dog I am. She knew that if she has fun with me, I would not tell anybody as I was born out of her vagina. I wanted to see her pussy but the way she was slurping and teasing my dick with her mouth made me forget everything else. There are little hairs around the base of my balls. She was nuzzling at it, licking my balls alternately as she sucked my lollipop. Then she just gave a sexy blowjob on my dick as if trying to remove my dick out of my body. She also began to skillfully tease my balls with her fingers and bob her mouth on my dick, I felt a warm rush of fluid coming through the tip and it shot through my pee hole and on her face, lips and inside her mouth. I shouted,"OHHH mommmmmmm" through out my orgasmic tremors. She looked at me and my dick as it vibrated and shook through the orgasm. The way my mom was staring at my orgasmic penis and the pleasure on my face was out of this world.
After some time, I felt real guilty. I don know whether to thank my mom for giving me oral pleasure or say sorry for being such a beast in lust. She being an experienced woman understood my confusion told me to lie down for some time.
She said,"Karan I know what you are thinking...you are feeling guilty, it happens with men, first they are in lust and after orgasm they begin to feel sleepy and embarrassed. Does this not happen to you after you masturbate?"
I replied frankly,"Yes mom, what about you?"
She smiled and said,"Dont worry about that. You wanted to see my breasts and you wanted pleasure. I dont want you to be so sexually obsessed. If you are horny come to me, I will make you feel good and relieve your horniness. Nothing more than that. Now just lie down, I will get you water." She picked up her blouse and wore it back.
I was feeling bad. MY mom was a woman a mother who cared about me. A woman will always hide her inner feeling and give pleasure and happiness to her mate,husband or brother. I wanted to give her her share of happiness. She might be buring with sexual hunger and I should give to her. Like a devoted son and a passionate lover I must fulfil my sonly obligation and give her romantic sexual delights also as a lover. If she had seen and pleasured my dick, even I should lick and fuck her cunt.
Mom was taking time. I knew she had gone to get water. She came late in two minutes, her hair was tied and her face was looking preety.
She gave me the bisleri bottle to drink,"Drink."
I drank and I was looking at mom with interest. My cock was soft like a small fat noodle resting between my legs.
"Wear your underwear," she said but I did not agree to her.
I asked: why did you take time?
she replied: I went to the loo
I asked: what for?
She replied sarcastically:what do people go for, to pee and freshen up.
I said: I thought you went to shit
She made a face and said: chee, at this time... I went to pee,
I made a face,"If you had called me, may be I could have got a chance to look at your chooth"
The dirty hindi word made her stare at me. Somehow she said," You know it is raining and one feels like peeing a lot in these days, I was controlling it from fifteen minutes, I could not have left in the middle of the thing we were doing and gone to the toilet."
I told mom," Mom you have great control"
She did not reply and then scolded me kiddishly: why are you naked? Wear something or do you want to pee?
I told her,"Mom you have gr8 control on your bodily functions but you should not curb your sexual desires."
She did not answer. I took her palm in my hand and caressed it. "You gave me pleasure, showed me your tits, made me touch and suck them, sucked my dick...may be I should give you pleasure by sucking your cunt"
She told me flatly,"Karan I cant show you my cunt"
WHY?
She replied,"Because it is a woman most sacred thing, I showed you my boobs, if you want I can even flash my ass to you, but not my cunt...It will drive you mad. You might have the urge to enter me. Even I will not be able to control it. "
I said,"so what dont you want pleasure?"
She said,"But this is incorrect, imagine a son licking his mother's pussy and fucking it."
Her language was turning me on. She could see my cock rising as she said these words. She tried to avoid seeing my erection coming up. It was half hard now.
I told her,"What is wrong mom, if you can give me a blow job and satisfy me desires, why cant I? Who knows about what we do here? You are a woman first and I want to give you happiness and satisfaction."
she said,"Listen I did it to you because I wanted to make you free from sexual thoughts."
I replied," Have I become free? Look at my hardening cock, mom. Does it look free. It still wants more, it wants to give you satisfaction. I dont want you to feel sexually empty,I have seen you masturbating alone. Dont you want a man't touch, the pleasure of having a healthy hard tight cock inside you, a mouth to lick every inch of your soft cunt. Even you are a human being. Even you want to be free. Let me quench your thirst."
My words were turning her on. She was looking at my cock which was hard and stiff again. She gave a last attempt. She argued," No I can do this, I fear about a lot of things. I am having my periods(actually this was the reason why she was horny), and I could get pregnant. Let us do when I am not having my periods, after 5 days."
I know she was not agreeing to do because she felt that showing her pussy to me will look messy and smelly.
I told her,"Mom, It is okay if you have periods. I am not bothered about the smell. I just want to taste your pussy. Today it might taste like a burger covered with tomato ketchup"
She laughed at my sexy comment. "Where did you learn this from?"
I said,"My friends"
She smiled,"Guys your age come up with such innovative things to say about the vagina"
I asked her,"Tell me the names you know for the cock?"
She said,"dick, cock, prick, saaman, kela, lund, lauda?"The words lund and lauda from her sexy mouth was such an erotic poetry. I told her huskily,"please touch my lund"
She caressed it once again and I began to touch my right hand at the saree region where her cunt sits. I was rubbing it up and down. She giggled at the way I was frantically touching her cunt and rubbing it. "It is below"
I was embarrassed. I began to rub down and I knew I was hitting the target with my fingers. Her eyes were closing as she was enjoying. I whispered in her ears," Mom you want to hear the names for the vagina"
She nodded and I said,"cunt, pussy, fuckhole, bur, chooth,bhosda"
She just smiled with closed eyes as she enjoyed the pleasure I was giving by rubbing her cunt through the saree. She has a sensitive vagina. Her facial expression were as if she had been drugged in pleasure.
Then I lifted her sareee up as I cupped her left breast. Mom understood my horniness and she got up from the bed and began to remove her saree. She was in her blouse, removed it and I saw her familiar full tits. I went near her and removed the nada of her petticoat and let it slip to her legs. What fleshy long fair legs, silky and velvetty. I knelt down and began to lick her feet, toes. It was as if I was taking a sexual blessing from my mom! I looked up at her, instead of telling me,'tatastu' she was closing her eyes and enjoying the pleasure and tickling.
She was wearing a white panty and it was swollen because of the pad she had worn inside.
I began to caress, fondle and kiss her ankles,calves, and shins. I went behind and looked at her bums, glorious ripe and well formed, rounded and curvy.
I kissed her ass and felt the heat coming from her butt cheeks. My mom was waiting for me to pull down her undies. From behind, I lowered her red panty as her ass emerged, the twin domes of erotic pleasure. I was seeing Mrs.Sukanya Karkera's naked ass, my mom's lovely big butt, the endless source of sexual entertainment for the bhajiwalas, the peons, my father, the gali ka bachaas and my frieds. All of them were mad behind for her ass and wanted to touch it and I was just a millimeter away from her nude butt. Let me tell you my mom's ass is the most wonderful erotic piece in the world, soft and hard at the same time. It is firm, tight and quite fleshy. My mom knew that I was so hypnotised by her nude butt that I was not even looking at her cunt.
I started kissing her butt, massaging those cheeks and feeling the heat. I slapped her butt, spanking it as if I had seen it in some erotic movies. I had the feeling of fucking her in the ass. I was superaroused. I pushed her cheeks apart and looked at the small hole which she uses for shitting. There were tiny hairs jutting out from that dark hole of secret pleasure. I began to lick the crack between her butt. She was moaning now.
I parted her firm, round tight cheeks and looked again at the cranky poop hole which looked really cute and sexy at the same time. I remembered of the time when she had farted before me and the smell thereof, dirty but such a turn on because it shot from her butthole.
I wished she could punish me by releasing the toxic perfume(fart) through her anus again for being such an anal pervert. It was such a pleasure to lick her asshole and she was busy moaning as her ass was explored like never before. I knew for a fact that papa would not go to such an extent to pleasure her asshole.
Then I left her ass temporarily and went in front to look at my birth place. It was hairy and I blew slightly on that hairy mound. On the ground had fallen a blood stained pad of her period. I could smell the primal smells of her cunt. Her sexy pubic hairs, soft and rough at the same time, began to shake like small grasses as her cunt was exposed. My mom moaned as I began to kiss her cunt. Sukanya's cunt was wet and sticky because of the arousal. I could see that it was almost shiny with her secretions. Her vagina was slutty looking like an open flower, fleshy outerlips pink with blood. There were some saucy stains of her periods on her pussy, I began to lick it. I loved the rank smell and the sexy saucy tangy taste. She could not control her feeling and moaned. I saw her clitoris. At that time I did not know it but it was like a small prick. I began to kiss it and she was biting her lips as she lost her mind in lust. She was writhing her hips and pushing her crotch towards me letting me taste her sexy pie between her thighs. I was kneeling down smooching my mom's pussy like a mad man. I sucked on her clit and cupped her ass. She began to orgasm on my face. I tasted blood and her tangy cum. She began to moan saying,"uhhhhh hmmmmmmmaaaa." While she orgasmed I slapped her ass playfully and fingered her ass. After one more orgasm, she stood her legs feeling weak. But I wanted to give her more. I began to suck on her clitoris, while I dug her shithole. I removed my finger which was deep in the depths of her ass and then sucked it. Sukanya was seeing her son doing nasty things and then again had an orgasm due to my tongue pressure on her clit.
She was looking flushed and relieved after two orgasms. Her cunt taste was still lingering in my mouth. She got to the bed and spread her legs. I knew she was superturned on and she wanted me to enter her and pleasure her. I still went between her legs and ate her cunt. I made her pussy clean off all the blood and now it looked shiny, wet and dripping.
I whispered in her ear,"Mom do you want me to fuck you?"
She said,"I am not your mom, call me Sukanya,"
I called,"oh my Sukanya, you are so beautiful and I began to kiss and suck her tits.
My mom knew that she could be pregnant but we were in so much lust that we could not care less. I felt her nude body against me with the mangalsutra around her neck and hanging on her tit valley. I felt the sound of her bangle as she lifted my dick and guided it to her cuntal hole.

My dick went inside easily into her slurpy hole and there was a farty sound as her cunt took my cock inside. Her nostrils flared as she took me in. She moaned,"Oh Karan, it is so thick" I stopped and just gave strong pushes as she enjoyed the sexy jolts which my prick was giving. I felt the tight cunt contracting on my dick, heating it up. My cock was bathed in my mom's pussy fluids. Due to her periods, my dick was bloody sight. I felt my cock and balls immersed in her shiny blood as we fucked. As my movements increased, I started giving long hard thrusts. She was smiling as she saw her son become a man fucking her with great intensity. She spoke between her breaths,"Take care"
I shortened my thrusts and asked,"Does it hurt ma?"
She scolded me,"Dont call me mom when you have your lund inside me. I am sukanya now. It doesnt hurt me. I am enjoying it. But you take care because you had just had an orgasm, it might hurt your cock because of my cunt pressure..."
I said,"No it does not hurt, thanks for caring sukanya."
I began fucking again at top speed. My mom was so horny that she wrapped her thighs around my waist. She was scratching my back as she was pounded and stabbed by my dick.
Suddenly I knew that I was coming. I wondered whether I should spray it inside her or outside. But the feeling was so good and her grip was so strong that I felt her orgasm once again. I squeezed her boobs in pleasure as I shot my semen inside her. I looked at Sukanya. She was smiling. I said,"How was it?"
She said,"Hmmmm"
She was in my arms and it felt great. Sukanya got up and said,"You have made me your whore, are you happy now?"
I was sad. She took me in my arms and consoled me and said,"It is okay, it was wonderful, you are a passionate lover. You ared too mature for your age sexually."
Then we kissed again and we slept like husband and wife.
After she got up nude, she felt guilty though she was satisfied. She told me that I should be careful not to have sex with her because she is my mother and she could get pregnant. I was worried but then I could not control because she was really attractive.
The next day, papa came. She was in his bed everynight then while I was burning in lust for her. I had to control my sonly feelings and it was getting bad day after day. I could imagine my mother being fucked by dad every night or so. I could hear sounds and my mom's fucked look in the morning and I became very horny. I would masturbate in her bra and panties which she would find early in the morning.
One day in the morning when papa had gone to the post office, she was humming a tune to herself. I was blinding with lust. I went to her and kissed her on my lips.
She struggled from my grip and told me,"What are you doing?"
"You are getting your share of cock, but what about me?"
She told me angrily to shut up. I insulted her and called her a whore. She slapped me. I kissed her ferociously. I stripped her saree and began to squeeze her breasts. I tore her blouse. She told me to stop,"What are you doing, you devil. Your papa might see us."
But I could not care less. I was seeing her naked tits after a long time. I began to feast on her nipples. I removed the rest of her saree. She gave in to her bodily urgings and let me take her.
I licked, and sucked both the breasts. It was a great experience preying on my dear old mother's wonderful and juicy breasts after almost a month.

My mother stopped her resistance by now so I started enjoying her naked body. I kissed sucked and licked her beautiful body everywhere I could and it was great. Then I finally turn my vision to the spot between her legs. The spot where I came to this world and where I can fulfil my lust to make myself a man to my mother. I used my legs to part her legs by pushing them outward and set myself comfortibly between her legs. Mother though did not put any pressure. She did not want to help me because she wanted to stop my behaviour. However she was enjoying the pleasure I was giving her. She just laid there with her head turned to one side and her eyes closed. I ran my free hand over her mound and inserting my index finger into her vagina. Her vagina is still dry as I started finger-fucking her. I was raping her as she was dry in her cunt. It didnot take long before I could feel her juices oozing out as I increased my rhythm. I kept finger fucking her for a while before I decided she is ready for the ultimate reunion. Still holding her hands above her head, I leaned on her body so I was covering her body with mine. With my free hand I felt between us, took my cock, and began to guide it towards her cunt.

As I reached her entrance I paused and touched her entrance my tip of the cock. I felt shivers along my spine as I unioned with my part of my mother's flesh with her flesh again. I could not wait anylonger as I pushed forward. My dick entered her cunt. I pushed even harder. I heard my mother gasp, and cry a little, as I pushed inside her completely. I then held there, for a while enjoying my sexual union with my mother. I let go her hands to balance myself for a long fuck. I withdrew my dick a bit and pushed forward again. Mother stayed still. I was not understand why she is behaving this. I knew she was not turned on. So I removed my dick and began to lick her pussy like a dog. I began to nibble her clitoris. She began to moan as her juice started. She started to get turned on as she brought her legs to my head as I ate her. She was having an orgasm. Then I crept above her. She smiled at me, giving that lovely smile and guided my angry dick inside her wet pussy. But this time I wanted to teach a lesson to the bitch. I began to move my dick around the pussy lips and clitoris without penetrating her. She urged me,"andhar dalna(push it in), finish it please, fuck me" It was a pleasure to see the woman of my dreams, urge me to push the rod inside her. I pushed it in, watching her expressions change and then drew back again this time to be out of her and thurst back again. Mother gasped.

Then I settled to a steadier rhythm. I had achieved what I wanted. Fucking my own mother. My cock was inside her vagina and I am fucking her. I am fucking the same cunt my father quuenches his lust and flooded it with his sperm to create me. I finally managed to spread the same legs my father has spread on the same bed. Finally I managed to make the same woman my dad made as woman of the house. I am squeezing the same breasts my dad squeezed and my mother used to feed me as a baby. I am enjoying the same body I shared when I took shape in her. I am reaching the same inside of my mother where I was spawned. I am kissing the mouth that had given me guidance, sweared on me and encouraged me. It felt great, that I am using the same woman that loved me motherly to love me sexually. I am showing my gratitude towards her upbringing by ravishing her cunt with my dick. After few more strokes, I felt my balls exploding gobs of semen I have been storing for her. I humped on to her vigourously before I came. I could not help stop but gasp as I shot my wad into her. I could feel my semen flooding mother's vagina as I reached my climax.
Our sexual act is complete as I laid on my wonderful mother fulfilled and gasping for my breath. I could hear my mother too is breathing hard. Our naked bodies still connected together with my chest firmly pressing her naked breasts. My cock by now started getting limp but still inside her transfering the last remains of my semen.
It was time for my father to come back. She got up and began to wear her saree.
She was in tears. She told me that I would have to promise her that I would not fuck her in the cunt again. I asked her why? She did said that she enjoys sex with me more than her husband but it is not good because she would get pregnant. She confessed that she has sexual intercourse only with her husband and if I also have sex with her, we might have diseases. She said that she will allow me to fuck her only with the condom in the cunt. "we can have oral sex because it is safe"
She took me to the loo so that we could clean our genitals. She told me to pee first, then we kissed again. As I peed, She apologized for slapping me unneccessarily,"you are right, I am your whore, a sexy secret whore" she smiled. She flushed.
Then she told me to leave as she had to pee herself. "Please pee before me, I want to see how women pee"
She squatted on the commode and showed me,"See this small thing this is where we pee from"
I looked with interest as her pee emerged out with a sexy sound pitter patter sound echoing the toilet. I was so awed with the urine streaming out that I was getting another hardon. She watched the effect it was having on me. I playfully put my hand in the stream and she laughed."Hey, what are you doing, you are so...."
Suddenly there was a knock. It was dad. She was started. She had finished peeing. She told me,"Get out fast, open the door" I licked my finger and palm covered with her pee, tasting like sweet sugar. I cursed papa and went out closing the toilet door. Suddenly I realized I was naked. I immediately put on my dress and went out to open the door.
Dad asked me,"Where is mom?
I replied,"She is in the loo"
After sometime, I could feel some hustling and I knew dad was kissing her. I could hear her saying,"Abhi nahi, mood nahi"
I felt victorious.
In the night, I thought that if mom denies me access to her cunt, I can always screw her ass.
Fifteen more days passed. Dad had to leave for abroad. I knew that now I had her to me. But I did not want to fuck her without her permission. Relations between her and me became more frank. We would tell each other secrets. She told me what positions her husband and she had used to fuck. She told me how she had been fucked in the fields in the village by the farmer's son when she was 19. He had removed her virginity. She also told how her father's friend, a photographer had stealthily taken some pics of her when she was taking a bath in a resort. He used the photos to black mail her. She was scared and agreed to give sexual favours in return for the favor. At that time I was not born. However he was real handsome, and wonderful with sexual tricks. Her husband was abroad when this was happening. This camera guy, whose name was Manoj gave her a lot of sexual satisfaction and gave her a lot of oral skills and pleasure. He had even fucked her ass. She emotionally admitted to me that this camera guy was my actual father. However he died in a freak accident. I consoled my mother as she broke down. She told me the way I fuck is reminiscent of my dad. We both have the same rampant raw sexual desires. She told me that her husband is of the belief that I am his son while actually it is not so. Sukanya admitted that she feels the same sexual hunger, lust, love and childish nature in me like she felt in Manoj.
She told me her husband is preety orthodox in love making but she admitted that she will still admit only him in her pussy as she does not want any trouble of pregnancy and diseases. She told me that I could fuck her with a condom.
There after our relations became more frank. I took care to see that my mom was never upset. We became best of friends and bed partners. She would joke with me. We would talk dirty, say smutty jokes, crack toilet jokes and even watch blue films together. However she would always tell me to finish my home work and study first. After our studies and her kitchen work we would watch an erotic film together. We would pass wicked sexy comments and then we would cool each other's heat by masturbating each other. I would pull her saree up and finger her while she would shag me to orgasm. We would also do lots of oral sex if we did not want to fingering.
On her birthday, I cut the cake and applied it in her vagina. I also inserted the candles which wear on the cake inside her pussy fucking her and making her come. Mom moaned as I ate the cake through her cunt. She applied the rest of the cake on my dick and licked it as I orgasmed on her face. Then I bought some KS condoms and we fucked with me wearing a condom. For the society we were mother and son while between us we were sexuallovers.
I would always leave for college early with my mom sleeping so I would miss out on my mom's early morning rituals. However I was glad that one day my college timings changed for the afternoon.
One night we were watching an anal video where females were getting fucking in the ass. My mom was giving me a hand job and I orgasmed in her palms. I asked her as we were going to sleep,"How did it feel when you werefucked in the ass,by papa?"
Mom told me smilingly that she was very tired with the work. She told me to sleep as she had to get up early and go to the temple.
I got up at 5.00 clock. Mom was brushing her teeth in the washbasin.
Mom was looking at herself in the mirror admiring herself. What a sexy whore she is, I thought. I looked at her ass looking tight firm and round in her white gown. I felt a strange desire to grab her butt.
Sukanya looked at me and looked at the tent formed at the shorts. She gave a warm smile and told me,"Go pee, you look so disgusting down there."
I knew that this is the way of her teasing me. Girls always cover up the things they love sexually but telling something like ' disgusting'. In face they love disgusting things. Bitches, all of them. She was reading my mind. Sukanya asked me,"what are you thinking?"
I said,"You are the one who eats it and gets fucked by it and now it is disgusting!"
She smiled and said,"Okay just pee and come because it looks funny with that huge thing sticking up your shorts."
I knew that it was hurting her eyes. But I did not listen to her. She came back to the bed with the tea. She sat close to me as I watched the ITV. They were playing a Hindi song which featured Priyanka chopra. My erection was getting harder as she shook her Mom looked at the effect the song was having on me. She remarked,"Priyanka is turning you on, I can see your dick jumping ..."
I said"Her ass is so hot,even if she farts, I would sniff it"
She made a face and told me," My..my....With a morning erection like this, anything can make you horny.
I told her," Mom, who do you think has the sexiest ass in Bollywood?"
She laughed and told me,"I am a woman, how do I know?"
I said,"I love Amisha's, Bipasha's, Madhuri's Urmila's bums."
She said,"Because they are big and round, aren't they?"
I nodded. Sukanya told me,"God knows how many producers they have given their asses to fuck."
"What about Priyanka?" I asked.
She told me,"See if a woman's ass shakes when she walks up and down, it means she could be fucked in the ass. In bollywood, producers need to get a piece of ass, if they have to give a role. It is common sense. Beta, this world is dirty. To get to the top you have to show your bottom. Priyanka might have also done it. Mostly Punju girls are fucked in the ass because their men are big butt freaks."
"How about you mom, how many times?"
"Manoj was an ass freak. He fucked me once only but it was very enjoyable. Sridhar does not like to do it there. He thinks it is filthy."
"Should we do it?"
"Do you want to put your butt in danger, you are going to be late. Anal intercourse requires time ,otherwise it could be painful."
I loved her talk. I removed my dick out of my shorts and began to show it to her. She told me,"You have to go to college, stop this thing, you will be late, close the tv and freshen up."
I gulped the tea. She went to the basin. I asked her from the drawing room," Are you going anywhere?"
" I will go to the temple for the pooja, karva chauth. Then to the doctor."
I asked,"Why?"
She replied,"I am feeling bloated. Yesterday chicken tandoori is making me feel constipated. I passed motions early after I woke up but it was very little."
She was searching for something in the kitchen and when she did it she had to bend. Her ass looking tightly wrapped in the gown was making me mad. I just went and touched her ass. "Mom I want to kiss your ass"
Before she could answer me anything, I began to move my tongue around her earlobe and neck, turning her on. I cupped her braless boobs through the gown. She forgot about her schedule and my work and just stood there giving herself to me as I nuzzled the back of her neck and started fondling her ass. I whispered in her ears,"Sukanya teri gand tho sab heroine ko maat dengi(your ass will beat the butts of all heroines)
I lifted her gown up and I saw her white panty. I bent down and kissed the undercurve of her ass tracing my tongue to her asscrack. I removed it down so that it slipped down to her legs. I had tasted and done many things to her cunt. Now it was my turn to see that her ass gets due respects. I began to luxuriate in the warm heat of her naughty bums. I began to kiss those wholesome half moons of pleasure which my father had kissed. I parted her cheeks and looked at that lovely sexy shithole. She was moaning in pleasure as I began to gently lick her butthole. I put my finger inside her anus and explored digging her shitchannel. It was morning and I knew that the only thing I would find would be shit. I removed my finger and tasted it...delicious. Then I began to lick again parting the cheeks. Due to my pressure, she could not supress a fart which escaped her bumhole and filled my senses. The gas smelled heavenly as it aroused me. She looked at me and saw me. She apologized for indiscretion but I continued licking her anus. I knew that mom's anus could not take the torture of my wicked tongue. I kept on tonguing and fingering her anus making the hole bigger so that it could take my cock inside.
I took a banana which was lying on the table, peeled it and inserted it in her ass. The cold banana made her shiver in excitement. Due to the feel of her ass heat and the grip, the banana broke. She looked at my perversion and asked me,"What are you doing to my ass?"
I answered,"Banana is good for constipation" Some pieces of banana was stuck in her butt crack.As I explored her anus with the banana coated finger, I felt her hard shit in her rectum getting softer. I removed my finger and began to taste....it was like tasting her shit and banana together. I knew her shit channel has become clearer now.
As I cleared the banana out of her ass, she farted again with a prrrrr sound. She looked at me and blamed me,"If you torture my asshole this way, what can you expect?" This time there was just a faint smell. "Are you sniffing it?"
I got up and gave some banana which was left on the table for her to eat. She looked at me and said,"I am sorry, you should have moved out when I farted. It is dangerous."
I told her,"Your farts aroused me because they come out of your ass, anything from your ass is sexy."
We smooched sharing the banana between us. I was fingering her pussy. I told her,"Mom I dont want to go to college today"
She moaned,"You know what I am feeling a lot more better now. I am not feeling constipated anymore."
I asked her,"Will you allow me to fuck your ass?
She smiled as I twiddled with her clitoris,"if you ahhhn...do it this way then I will come from both sides, from my cunt and ass."
I stopped the kissing and asked,"What?"
She laughed and said,"I feeling like shitting."
I put my finger in her ass and said,"Even I feel it."
We went to the toilet. She squatted on the commode. I looked at her ass which protruded sexily at my face. I looked at her anus which had become fairly big opening and shutting. It opened once again and a huge shiny brown turd emerged out slowly and fell on the pan.
I kissed her ass and said,"Sukanya that was a biggie."
She looked embarrassed because she was shitting in front of her son. But then I had cured her of her discomfort and I was seeing the results. She was making an effort to eliminate her waste. I could see it in her face which looked beautiful. She farted again with a whoosh sound and an obscene smell.
Sukanya said,"It stinks, please leave, it will smell more."
I showed her my erect penis. I told her,"It is turning me on, mom to see young sexy girls shitting and farting. By the way I thought women dont fart as much as men."
She was peeing now. She answered me,"Ofcourse women fart as much. But they dont make an issue of it. They do it in secret or in the loo. Even your Priyanka chopra farts."
"Pure methane and sulphur" I said. She laughed with me.
I told her how one day I had masturbated on her turds. She looked at me in bewilderment. But I knew that such talk and actions of a horny kid like me was turning her on too.
She smiled and said,"I never knew you could be such a devil."
I asked her,"Is it over?"
She did not respond. I could see her lovely face contorted and then I checked her behind. Her ass was opening and in a sudden blast there was a shower of crap of all shapes and sizes coming out.
Then she farted again with a popping sound as it echoed in the room and then she shat some more as I watched with interest at the shiny logs popping out.
She looked behind me and said," I guess it is over, I might have dumped a load."
She had indeed dumped a huge load, I couldnt believe sexy women were such sexy shitters. It was such a preety sight. "It is a neat choco pie" I teased her. She was embarrassed but I kissed her and said," sit right there, I will wash." I flushed her contents.
I washed her anus with the water. She told me not to do that because it was a demeaning act but did not listen to her. After hers was over, I felt like shitting. She asked me,"Do you wanna potty?"
I said,"yes."
I did it infront of her. She cleaned me after I was over. Then we headed to the bathroom. In the bathroom we were engaged in kissing, pressing each other's balls and ass. I told her to bend against the shower railing as I washed her ass and soaped her asshole. It was the drier side of the bathroom. I indulged in another round of foreplay as I licked her shithole and kissed it. The n as she was bend doggie style, I put my dick inside her anus and began to slow move it in and out. She began to moan as she got a cock inside her ass after a lot of time. She was enjoying the pleasure as i mounted her ass. My speed increased as I tweaked her nipples and gave it to her ass hard and furious. I thought I was tearing her apart. She was shouting,"Fuck me you big dick bastard, apni maa ka gand maar madarchodh."
I was pounding inside her as I left her hand from her tits and caught her ass cheeks seperating it more. My other finger was exploring her cunt and clitoris. I also screamed,"Yesss..you farting horny sexy assed bitch take my lund inside..yes yess ahhhh"
She was moaning,"unnnnghghhhg mat roko aur zor se zorr seee.
I did not know it was paining her but she was hitting her ass back at me taking my dick inside.
I was screaming,"I am coming bitch, your ass is so tight, my dick is squaaashhhed...ah ah"
I felt like I was coming. She increased the pressure of her ass hiting it back with my dick, her cunning hand juggling my balls. I began to shoot my come inside her anus. I was tired and collapsed on her back, my dick still connected in her ass, tired and softening. She was gasping, sweating like a bitch.
Suddenly I felt like peeing. I began to pee inside my mom's buns. She felt the hot liquid inside her rectum. She immediately removed her ass away from pee."Dont do that, it burns, tereko moothne ke liye mera gand mila."
I said that it just happened and I was still peeing. I aimed the spray on her thighs. I pushed her down and before she could realize I had sprayed her face with pee.

I had not peed from morning so the flow was high and I knew I had bathed her entirely with urine.
After that we had to take a bath again to remove all the mess. Mom was experiencing pain in her asshole. She told me it was not because of anal intercourse but because of hot pee. I applied dettol in her asshole. She was okay and alright in half an hour. She told me that she had to go the temple. I dropped her to the temple in the rickshaw.
I cupped her now familiar ass when she got from the rickshaw. You can imagine how close mom and I are. She gives her ass readily to me and we are not tired. We fuck in all the possible positions and places in the house, kitchen, bedroom bathroom toilet etc. Only when dad comes, we know we have to be careful. Mom is happy that her lover and papa is born again in my form.
Now let me tell you of Akash whom I had a fight with over mom. Mom told me that he was trying to charm her. He is a rich kid. I told mom that if she wants to have a sexual fling with she can, it is her life. Mom told that she would only take him to fuck her in a condom. Akash had even agreed to pay her 1000 bucks per session of fuck. Mom told me that Akash has kept it secret and would not tell anyone.
Now my mom being sexually active has satisfied him so much that he is addicted to her. Mom told me that she is using him as a sweet revenge. Since he had insulted her earlier and fought with me, she is going to take his money and save it. I could use the money to date Akash's sister who is also a money hunting bitch. I have fucked Akash's sister Riya by dating her and lavishing her with the money that Akash bring to my mom.
My mom is so good that she always let me see Akash fucking her or the oral intercourse, or vaginal intercourse. She has never given her ass to him, telling that it is painful. With Sridhar her husband it is straight forward penis to vagina intercourse. But with me we have sex in all varieties and form. At times she has let me fuck her without a condom but she gets disturbed so I dont do much of that. Sukanya tells me that her ass is only for her true lovers Manoj and his son that is me. You guys should see the extreme pleasure on Akash's face as his dick is sucked by mom. Thanks to mom, I have made Akash's demurely clad sister Riya a real whore and cocksucker training her with the fine art of dick sucking.
My mom tells me that every woman by the time she is 40 might have seen atleast ten cocks in her life and played around with an average of five. My mom has so many lovers, Manoj, sridhar,the village boy, Akash and me.
comments pls wpnjaya@yahoo.com

The worst of it started on a tuesday, a day that Andy embraced for this day brought him into his element of literature with English Class.  There, he not only communed with the great writers, learning thier arts and thier passions, but he got to see Danielle, the cute girl who was assigned his table.  Though a bit chubby in her cheeks and butt, Danielle's breasts had filled out to a marvelous C. Short, dirty blonde hair fell to her shoulders that, when the light caught it just right, looked like the very rays of the sun in the morning over the horizen.  Atleast, that's how Andy saw it.  The only bad part, was that his peeks at her beauty were fleeting.  You see, at the table also sat Jason Cross, a rather illtempered a jealous boy.  Jealous of anyone that stared at Danielle.  Rumor had it, the two had had sex, a regular scandal in the school.

The day started as usual, a chair was pulled out of the way and Andy tumbled to the ground.  Danielle looked away-He never could tell if she was laughing-and Jason's evil cackle was heard just seconds before the Teacher came in.  Ms. DeLuca was a pear shaped woman with loud curly red hair and a bit more energy than her age permitted.

"Ok ok, Class, Lets begin! we were reading Sidhartha by Hermon Hesse, Right Huh?" she said, daring the children to answer.  A few smiled and, almost mockingly, whoo hooed her. "No, I asked you all to prepare a brief synopsis on the book thus far."  She looked around the room and her eyes settled on Andy.  She smiled and moved her hands in a raising motion.

"Mr Porter, please do us the honor and read what your take on the book thus far." Andy smiled, proud of his acknowledgement by Ms DeLuca, and stood.

"Certainly, ma'am," he said, ignoring Jason's mocking gestures, "Sidharta, at this point in the book, has left his monastic life to pursue pleasures of the flesh.  He began to eat meat, drink wine and even..um..be with..women" he blushed a bit and turned away.  His eyes, by sheer accident were locked onto Danielle-She was smiling back, he face a bit red.

"Faggot, "blurted Jason's gruff voice ",It's called sex"  The rest of the class laughed, except Ms DeLuca.  Crossing her arms over her chest, she scowled at the young boy.  Baseball player or no, he was not acting up in HER class!

"Well, Mr Cross, should I assume that YOU did this assignment as well? Jason froze for a second and scowled at Andy. 

The locker room was steamed hot as, in towels, jason and three friends sat around waiting for the shower to clear.

"Lil fuck! Saw him looking at her again, "Jason snapped.  His friends, Danny and Todd, backed off a bit.  They knew when ge got mad things often gor violent.  Danny spoke first.

"Danielle won't do anything with him,"He assured, "He's a fuckin' nerd! No way she'll touch that!"  Then, Todd said something. That one thing that will seal fates.

"Guys like that should be gay." Jason nodded and stood, undoing his towel.  His cut cock was erect, 7 inches long.  He walked to the shower, his eyes narrowed.

"Oh He is...I'll show him he is."

Andy ascended the bus stairs and made his way between the two rows of seats.  He picked out one, empty as usualy, and went to sit down.  before he could, a hand jammed him in the back, pushing him toward the rear of the bus.  he heard a voice behind him, a raspy, gruff voice that he knew too well.

"Move it, fag!  You're sittin' with me!" said Jason, his massive mit slamming into the bookbag on Andy's back.  As they approched the back, Jason slid into the furthest seat in the back on the window side, pulling Andy with him.  Danny, Todd and a group of other boys, all from the baseball team, sat in the three seats nearby.  Danny, moving fast as lightning, lunged forward and shoved a sock into Andy's mouth.  "Got him, Jason"  Jason's voice came from behind Andy as the teenaged boy felt a hand reach around his pants' waistband.

"Don't ever look at her again, Fag.  I'll fuckin' kill you, you hear?" His voice was filled with hate.  Jason began to fumble with the buttons on his fly.  Andy could only mutter out a response. "What?"asked Jason" Did you say you're not a fag?  Well, you will be."  The other boys, in on the entire assault, turned to hide the two from view.  Most kids sat in the middle, free from bullies and close to the door.  Andy was trapped.  He felt his pants yanked free, his underware pulled away from his smooth butt.  He started to shake, he started to cry.  The sound of a zipper echoed behind him.  With frightened urgency, Andy struggled, but Danny held him at bay.  he felt Jason shift in the seat behind him, something warm and hard against his shaking ass.  What was going on?  What was he going to do?

His questions were soon answered as Jason positioned his cock between Andy's cheeks and drove headlong into his virgin ass.  Andy tried to scream, but the sock in his mouth muffled him.  He cried out, but none would hear him.  Jason drove, balls deep, and pulled back, pumping ever harder.  The Bus lurched as it moved.  The bus driver had not seen!  jason's savage fucking continued unabatted.  Danny, however, began to stirr.

"Jeez, Jason, He's just like a girl"he exclaimed as he too, undid his zipper.  The sock came out of Andy's mouth, replaced by a semi hard cock from Danny's jeans. "Suck, you fuck piece of shit!  or I'll drive a pencin in your eye!"  Not a very creative threat, but Andy obey, sucking the hardening member into his mouth, jerking forward as Jason's dick ripped him open.  Danny's hands gripped the back of Andy's head, driving his mouth down further over the engulfed shaft.  Jason grunted, pulling back and driving it home with all his might.  A bit of blood coated Jason's dick, as it violated the young teenaged Andy.  Andy gagged, Danny's cock driving further into his untouched throat.  Then, a burst of warmth shot into his mouth, Danny's face winced as he came.  His cock spasmed and shook as he let go of Andy's head.  Crying, Andy said not a word.  Danny's hand clamped his mouth and pinched his nose in one motion, causing poor Andy to swallow the load as Jason groaned and gave him another.  The Bus creaked to a hault, as It had many times during this whole ordeal.

"Porter, Your stop" said the driver

Quickly, The Boys got, andy dressed and pushed him out to the aisle.  As andy passed, dumbfounded and hurting, the busdriver stared at him-and smiled.  Andy staggered off the bus and, as it drove away, he fell to his knees and wept.

The Bus Driver knew all along!

"Can I still see him now?" she asked, referring to Brian.  "Of course, dear," her mother said, "as long as you keep up in school."  One thing Melissa knew was now she was Brian's dog and she would be loyal to him byremaining with him. She could go to school and do her homework at her parents' house, but at night she would continue to run around naked, shit in the yard, and be told how much of a good girl she was and be fucked by her master.

She ran over to Brian to tell him but stopped when she saw the look in his eye.  He pointed to her parents and told her to go with them,that she was trained now.  Her heart sank.  

Wrapping her in a coat, her parents drove her home.  She sat pouting in the car all the way there.  She had been fucked and thrown away.  They pulled into the driveway and she got out.  Her parents unlocked the collar and she  ran up the stairs, throwing the coat off and running into her room.

She was still naked and sat crying there when her brother came in.  He did not seem to mind that she was naked.  She told him about how she had been treated and how she didn't have a master now.  Her brother was 21 and visiting home on break from college.  He leaned over and kissed her neck.  "You know, I've always wanted a dog."

That made her  sit up and feel happy.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her into him, wrapping her legs around his body.  She pulled him onto the bed and kissed him.  He quickly began pulling his clothes off and she saw that his cock had grown stiff and was enormous.  She yapped playfully as he slid it into her and started fucking her.

 Emily was properly impressed. "The best Charles has done this week is to give it to me three times one day, and I had to spend a considerable amount of time sucking to keep him interested in this old body."

 The game the four would be playing was called "victim" and for starters that would be Andrew who had drawn the lowest card. The object of the game was to sexually exhaust the victim in a manner that would not be harmful.

 As Emily described it, "We want Andrew to think that if he cums one more time he will surely have a heart attack, then make him cum at eat twice more. We also want Andrew to totally lose all his sexual inhibitions. Before tonight is over he will suck my husband's cock and either swallow the cum or serve it to myself or Marsha."

 Andrew grimaced at this remark, but Marsha was secretly thrilled at the prospect of watching her handsome husband greedily sucking on Charles. "Do you need assistance in disrobing?" asked Emily, a gentle hint for Marsha to commit to the game. The two women quickly proceeded to strip off down to their underwear.

 "This should be sufficiently stimulating for round one," observed Emily, now wearing only  matching bikinis and bra and a contrasting garter belt that was more functional than erotic. Her large melons strained the half-cup bra revealing most of her breasts plus the outline of the fat nipples that poked out through the flimsy material. Andrew's cock began to harden as he stared at her voluptuous body. "How charming!" gushed Emily.

 It was a truly amazing night. Andrew came once before the ladies needed to remove their underwear. The youthful groom reacted strongly to the expert bout of sucking, kissing and licking that his long, stiff member received from his charming teasers. Emily took the lead, instructing his bride in some of the tricks she had learned. Charles screwed Marsha while she kissed Andrew and Emily sucked him off.

 Andrew sucked the cum from his wife's cunt as she lapped away on Emily's shaved pussy. Marsha and Emily teamed up to make Andrew cum for a second time, their mouths working on his throbbing cock until it spilled another load into Emily's mouth. She in turn kissed her husband and he swallowed the cum she transferred to his mouth.

 Emily and Marsha did a sixty-nine while Charles jerked Andrew off until he was hard enough for Emily to mount and ride to still another ejaculation, his third. Now Charles worked a bullet vibrator in and out of Andrew's asshole while Emily smeared his cock with an ointment that stimulated blood flow, making it easier for him to attain another erection. Marsha licked Andrew's nipples and groin as Emily pumped his hardening cock in her tight fist.

 At Emily's direction, the young wife settled her bottom onto Andrew's face and quickly felt his tongue begin to worm its way into her tight asshole. As she thrilled to what her husband  was doing, Marsha watched with growing lust as Emily varied the speed, angle and length of the strokes she gave him. "This time I want him to fuck your asshole," she said as her arm tirelessly pumped away.

 It seemed like Andrew's cock was in her virgin asshole for hours; in fact Emiy said it was more like fifteen minutes,an impressive length of time for both of them. Twice Emily had pulled his cock from Marsha's asshole, once to jack it to full hardness, the other to suck, then jack it again. Charles has fondled her small breasts and trailed wet kisses across her stomach and the insides of her thighs. Marsha was amazed at how her tight asshole adjusted to her husband's pistoning prick.

 When he fnally came,shooting an impressive load onto her belly and pubic hair, she was almost disappointed. Emily attacked his cum with gusto and sucked up every trace, feeding it slowly into Marsha's mouth and grinning broadly as the young bride swallowed the salty offering with relish.

 Reviving Andrew for another round was accomplished with some difficulty, but finally he was mindlessly thrusting between Emily's oiled breasts while Marsha licked the head when it popped up. Emily then squatted over him and rubbed the head of his cock up and down her fat lipped, shaved slot. Meanwhile Marsha was running a small but powerful vibrator up and down her husband's throbbing, twitching cock and circling his balls whenever the opportunity presented itself.

 Once more Charles took Marsha, screwing her in a number of positions while her husband watched and Emily methodically jacked him off. When Charles came, it was Emily who sucked the cum from Marsha's cunt.  Charles occupied himself by resuming the stimulation of Andrew's now enlarged prostate gland.

 Once more Marsha was positioned so that her husband could penetrate her bottom. Emily very carefully fed his stiff dick up Marsha's bunghole, and then moved back to watch him start to fuck his young bride's rectum. Marsha accommodated his hard cock quickly and he settled into a rhythm consisting of a series of deep thrusts followed by a short burst of rapid short ones.

 Marsha watched Emily begin to suck off her husband. After a few minutes she pulled Andrew's shaft from his wife's asshole and gave it a good sucking to restore its full hadness. Once more she threaded his prick into his wife, who then picked up where she had left off. Soon thanks to Emily's proficient oral skills, Charles was completely hard and now he positioned himself close to Andrew's head, his hard cock inches from the young husband's mouth. Andrew ignored him initially, then leaned closer and opened his mouth to accept the bald man's prick.

 For the next ten minutes the quartet kept their positions, Andrew was swallowing as much of Charles' cock as he could, while also thrusting in and out of his wife's tight, hot asshole. Emily was settled between Andrew's spread thighs, licking and kissing his swollen balls as Marsha made her husband's willy disappear and reappear with regularity.

 Finally the women changed places. Now Emily straddled the young groom in the reverse cowgirl position and her dripping cunt swallowed every inch of his stiff shaft, which was once more as hard as steel thanks to the vigorous hand job she had provided before mounting him. Marsha was running her tongue around her husband's tight balls, then moving up to work on Emily's shaved pussy,circling the fat lips of her twat before once more moving down to Andrew's balls. All the while Andrew was sucking Charles with enthusiasm, fulfilling Emily's prediction. For the next few minutes, Marsha  licked and sucked, Emily groaned and bounced her plump body up and down on Andrew's flat stomach, and he in turn sucked Charles and pumped Emily.

 The area around the big bed reeked of sweat, cum and pussy juice. The sound of bare skin slapping against bare skin punctuated by moans and groans were the only sounds being generated by the foursome as they fucked and sucked like lust crazed animals. Charles came first, filling the young groom's mouth with a load of watery cum, this being the third time he'd come tonight. Emily insisted that she get her husband's cum from Andrew. While the transfer was being made, Marsha took over and jerked off her husband with quick,short strokes, determined to make him spurt once more to demonstrate his potency and manliness. The older couple left the bed and sat nearby, playing with each other's private parts and observing her efforts.

 After a few minutes Emily said, "Need a hand?" The play on words made everyone except  Andrew laugh. He was too busy willing himself to cum. Emily's practiced hand and Marsha's enthusiastic mouth soon had the young groom on the verge of releasing the contents of his churning testicles.

 Emily tormented him no end, bringing him to the edge with her skilled hand and then releasing his twitching cock to flop and twitch helplessly, unable to get over that last obstacle. Again and again the plump brunette stroked Andrew to the brink,only to leave him hanging. Marsha got into the game by giving her helpless husband an incredible blowjob, nice and sloppy with plenty of  slobbering, smooching and teeth play, leaving her imprints up and down his bloated cock. Over and over she let his rock hard tuning fork of a prick slip from her mouth as soon as she sensed he was ready to erupt like a volcano.

 The teasing torture of his manhood grew more intense. Now Emily would slowly squeeze Andrew's swollen scrotum as his wife brought him closer and closer to cumming. However the pressure and pain always won out, leaving him sobbing in frustration. "Oh that's music to my ears." she gushed. At last the women took pity on him and settled down on either side of his thick length of cock, passing it back and forth from one mouth to the other until with a long drawn-out moan he began to spurt in Emily's mouth. When he finished his ejaculation, the plump brunette spilled his cum into Marsha's mouth and she in turn fed it to Andrew, who by now had no pride left and made no effort to resist.

   ( To be continued - jethro jodhpur )

Charlotte had become a jolly pain in the ass over the last few months. She insisted on planning every aspect of the wedding. She was way too nitpicky for Laura’s taste when it came to clothing.

She would take Laura to all kinds of wedding stores and have her try on just about everything in the building. She experimented with different shades of make-up for each dress and different scents of perfume to go along with the outfits. For once, Laura knew how it felt to be a model.

She was standing on a stood in their living room in her wedding dress. Her mother was standing in front of her meticulously searching for flaws. Her eyes danced across Laura without a hint of dissatisfaction until she got to the shoes.

“Sweetheart, I think your platforms are just too tall. It makes your dress look too short.”

Laura looked down, and sure enough, the bottom of her wedding gown was raised just enough to show a little ankle.

Exasperated, she said, “Mother, it’s late. All the stores are closed. I don’t have time to get new shoes before the wedding tomorrow. What am I going to do?”

She was on the verge of tears. Preparing for a marriage was way more stress than she expected. She stomped her foot and started fidgeting. The joy drained from her eyes and she started to pout.

“Take a breath,” Charlotte said with a rye smile. She caressed her daughter’s face with both hands and said, “The first time I laid eyes on you, your face was all scrunched up like it is right now. You were three years old when I adopted you and I told you then that I would always make sure that everything was alright. Is that what you need to hear right now?”

“I can’t even wear your shoes because your feet are so much smaller than mine,” said Laura. Her attitude wasn’t getting any better.

“I can make the dress longer, Honey. Take it off.”

“You don’t have time to make the dress longer,” said Laura as she peeled the white gown off her shoulders.

Her hair was dark and flowed to the bottoms of her breasts, which were currently exposed because she wasn’t wearing a bra under the dress.

They were unsure of her ethnic background. She could pass for Caucasian, but her eyes were so slanted. There had to be some Asians in her family tree somewhere.

Her boobs were large and firm, but with just enough sag to let you know they were real. Her waist was slim and her ass, petite, but round and very supple.

“You have a million things to do before the wedding tomorrow,” Laura continued. The only thing she was wearing now was her panties.

“Have you got any better ideas?” asked Charlotte . She folded the dress being careful not to let it touch the floor and draped it over the back of the couch.

“Yeah,” said Laura flopping onto the loveseat with her arms folded. “Call the wedding off; I don’t wanna do it.”

Laura had been a brat from the moment her mother adopted her and apparently marriage wasn’t going to change that. The only difference between the three-year-old Laura and the adult version was that her tits had grown enormously.

Charlotte kneeled in front of her, said, “Sweetheart, you got the pre-wedding jitters. Everybody gets them.”

“Did you?”

“You bet I did. The day I married your father, I walked down that aisle, took one look at him and thought, ‘Am I out of my mind to marry this man?’”

Laura smiled for a moment and said, “I guess you were. You got divorced.”

“Yeah, but I got you.”

The phone rang. Charlotte got up to answer it while Laura was putting another dress on.

She heard her mother refuse to hand the phone to her, which let her know it must have been her soon-to-be husband on the other end. She didn’t care if she could talk to him as long as she could have a break.

She slipped out the back door, got in her car, and went to Lex’s house. Lex was her ex-boyfriend. The door was open when she got there so she just walked in. He was pouring a cup of coffee in the kitchen.

Laura felt butterflies in her stomach the instant she saw him. He was tall and muscular with shoulder-length, blonde hair. He’d taken Laura’s virginity and was the first man that Laura had ever loved.

The relationship faded as they got older, but they remained close friends. He was the only man that she‘d ever cheated on any of her proceeding boyfriends with.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” said Lex when he saw her approaching him.

“I don’t care,” said Laura. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. Then she pushed him away and said, “You son-of-a-bitch. Why couldn’t it have been you, huh? Why can’t I be marrying you tomorrow?”

“Because you love him,” replied Lex.

“No I don’t.”

“Baby, you’re just nervous. You’ll be okay.”

“Were you nervous before you got married?” she asked.

“Yeah…all three times.”

They chuckled. She kissed him again. This time it lasted longer and she was squeezing him closer.

“Will you make love to me one more time?” she asked.

He thought it over for a brief moment. He knew it was wrong to have sex with a woman the day before her wedding, but how could he say no to those pretty brown eyes staring up at him?

He lifted her onto the countertop and began kissing her from her mouth to her breasts and didn’t stop until he’d gotten to her thighs.

Laura’s pussy was already soaked. A pleasant scent met with Lex’s nose. He became eager to get a taste of its source.

Laura let the straps fall from her shoulders and lifted the dress over her head. Lex started licking and sucking on her pussy through the panties.

She leaned back on the counter, slid her underwear off, and opened her legs as wide as they would go. She was lying on the kitchen table totally naked except for her high-heel pumps.

And there it was—Laura’s pussy. Lex hadn’t seen it in so long. It was hot and wet enough to give off a glimmer. Her pubic hairs were cut low and tapered into a triangle that seemed to be pointing to her clit.

Lex lowered his head and the cunt-licking commenced. “If I married you, I wouldn’t kiss you. I’d just kiss your pussy,” Lex said between breaths.

Laura managed a soft giggle before her head fell back and her eyes started rolling around in her head.

His tongue would soak her clit, tickle her piercing, glide up and down her cunt, and slip into her asshole for some anal rimming. All you could hear was Laura screaming like crazy.

He let her get two orgasms before he helped her to her feet and led her backwards to a wall while kissing and groping her all the way.

They kissed for a while longer. Laura’s mouth dropped open when she felt his fingers sliding into her wet pussy.

She dropped to her knees and grabbed a handful of cock. She wet her lips and took him deep, using her hand to stroke the few inches that couldn’t fit in her mouth.

Lex held onto the wall behind her for balance. Laura was sucking him hard and her hair was flying all over the place. When she paused to wiggle her tongue over the cock head, her hair was a complete mess.

“Let me fuck your mouth,” commanded Lex.

Laura opened her mouth wide and timed her suctions with his hard thrusts.

She was getting horny beyond control. Her legs spread wider with every thrust. She needed to get fucked now.

She sat on the kitchen counter next to the sink and spread her legs from east to west. They both watched the cock head as he gently slid it inside. It was so wet and swollen the hole seemed to suck him inside.

“Oh, yes, just like that,” moaned Laura.

“Just like that?” said Lex as he plunged the full length of his cock in her.

“Yes!” she screamed.

“That’s gonna make you cum.”

“YES!”

Laura was gasping and Lex was pumping harder as the minutes flew by. She wrapped a leg around him and the grip tightened as the tingle in her pussy intensified.

Loads of pussy juice began spilling down Lex’s cock as he mercilessly rammed her so hard that her head and shoulders banged against the wall behind her. She closed her eyes and dug into the countertop and let the orgasm overtake her.

“Oh, baby!” cried Lex. “Baby, take my cock and make me cum.”

He pulled his dick out and Laura fell to her knees, once again sucking, slurping and jerking his meaty cock until jets of hot cum splattered all over her lips, hands, and tits.

She kept masturbating him and kissing his cock head even after every drop was out. It would be their last time together and she wanted it to be something worth remembering for a long time.http://www.DramaSex.com">http://refer.ccbill.com/cgi-bin/clicks.cgi?CA=923263-0000&PA=1081791">http://www.DramaSex.com All Rights Reserved

When she was done, Lex helped her get dressed. They went to his home office to talk. Lex could tell something was bothering her. He assumed it was because she’d just cheated on her fiancé. She was pacing the room staring at the ceiling and she seemed to be fighting some kind of internal struggle.

“Laura, I’m sorry if you regret what just happened between us.”

She said, “It not that. It’s the wedding. My mother’s gonna kill me. I can’t go through with this. I just won’t show up at the wedding tomorrow.”

She looked away when she saw the gaze that Lex was giving her. He looked like he wanted to smack for saying something so dumb. “Well, I think you should let everybody else know so they don’t show up either,” he said.

She called her mother immediately. “Hello, mother,” she said. “I have something to tell you. I’m thinking about calling off the wedding tomorrow.”

She winced and held the phone away from her ear. Her mother yelled so loud it hurt.

In defense, she said, “Mother I said I’m just thinking about it. Will you calm down?”

There was no calming down on Charlotte’s part. She’d spent too much time and money preparing for this wedding and she knew Josh was good for her. She slammed the phone down, picked it back up and called Laura’s father.

“It’s that bitch calling,” said the voice on the other end. Charlotte heard the phone exchanging hands.

“I’m sorry, Charlotte,” said Alvin, Laura’s adopted father.

“I can’t believe you let her get away with that!” barked Charlotte. “I’d like to wash her fucking mouth out with soap!”

“Is that why you called?”

“No. I think you should talk to Laura. She’s ready to call off the whole wedding, ya know?”

“And what am I supposed to do about that?”

“Well maybe if you talk to her and change her mind about coming, then maybe she’ll feel a little better about coming.”

“You know my stand on that. I won’t go without Tammy.” Tammy was the woman who’d answered the phone.

“You are not bringing that tramp to the wedding!” yelled Charlotte. “And if you were any kind of a man, you’d put your daughter ahead of your dick for a change!”

Sarcastically, he said, “I’ll give it my sincerest consideration, Charlotte. Good bye.” He hung up.

*********************

Lex and Laura got something to eat. They talked about Laura’s problems a little while longer and then played a short game of pool.

When the game was finished, Laura took one of the pool balls and sat on the floor. Lex sat across from her and they started rolling the ball between each other.

“And you know what the worse part about it is?” she said.

“What?”

“That my dad won’t be there to walk me down the aisle. I have to go down the aisle with my mother.”

“What’s the matter? Is he sick?”

“No. He won’t go to the wedding without his girlfriend. Me and my mother don’t want her there.”

“Why can’t he bring his girlfriend?” asked Lex.

“Because she used to be my girlfriend and he stole her. I really liked her too.”

It had been about three years earlier when she found herself lying in bed with Tammy and Josh, although she didn’t know who Tammy was at the time.

They were taking turns sucking Josh’s dick.

It was dark in the room, but there was just enough light to see each engulf his prick whole, suck him close to orgasm, and then stop and let the other take a turn.

The only thing you could hear was smacking lips and Josh’s moans. The room smelled of the ladies’ hot cunts getting wetter as they passed his meat between them and finger-fucked each other’s wet pussies.

Everything was going great until Tammy tickled Josh’s neck and asked if he remembered when he did it to her.

Anger ripped through Laura, who was Josh’s steady girlfriend at the time. She’d just realized what he had done.

She sat up and said, “Josh, I don’t think this is gonna work. I thought you were gonna get a hooker or something. What’s up with bringing your ex-girlfriend here?”

“You thought I was a hooker?” asked Tammy, appalled.

“Well, I thought you were a nobody.”

“So? I thought you were a nobody too.” She turned to Josh and barked, “What are you doing?”

His eyes flickered between the two ladies as he stared up at them. He was trying to think of something to say. His mind was blank so he got up and said he had to go to the bathroom.

When he was gone, Tammy said, “He told you I was a hooker?”

“Well, he just said he’d get somebody. I didn’t know it was gonna be you.”

“Well, I didn’t know it was gonna be you here.”

“Well, I’m really glad because I like you,” said Tammy.

Laura smiled brightly and said, “I liked you too until now.”

“So now you don’t like me anymore?” said Tammy, joking like her feelings were hurt.

Laura moved closer to her and said, “No, I like you. I think you’re cute. I always thought you were cute. This is just an awkward way to meet.” She opened her legs and put them around Tammy.

“Well I guess maybe he’s not that bad,” said Tammy. And that’s when the tongue-dueling began.

Tammy had been with many women, but it was a first for Laura. She liked the feel of a woman’s body and the tender way a woman touched her skin.

Tammy lay on top between Laura’s legs. It was odd feeling tits like her own snuggled against her chest and not feeling an eager prick nestled behind a pair a briefs on her pussy, but there was something odd but pleasurable about the experience. She was more curious than horny at that point.

She unhooked Tammy’s bra. She cupped a breast in each hand and kissed her nipples. She started kissing and kneading them. They were a little bigger than Laura’s and a lot firmer.

Tammy unhooked Laura’s bra and did the same. They kissed some more, but it was getting hotter and the moaning was getting heavier.

“You’re so soft,” whispered Laura.

Since the screaming had stopped, Josh decided to poke his head around the corner to see what was going on. His erection had gone down, but the sight of a blonde and a brunette with huge tits making out put a little spark back in his cock.

Tammy opened her legs and intertwined them with Laura’s. There was a wet spot on her panties from where her twat had been juicing.

They started grinding their hot pussies together. Juice was flowing more now because of the heat from their snatches combined with friction coming from the thin layers of their panties rubbing on each other’s clits.

Josh felt it was safe to sit on the couch on the other side of the room. The girls seemed too occupied to pay him any attention.

Sure enough, their panties were the next thing to come off. Tammy buried her face in Laura’s sweet cunt, flicking her tongue on her clit and linking her way up and down her greasy split.

Laura would go into one of her loud orgasms, kick her legs up high, and wrap them around Tammy’s head. Her pussy was tingling and juicing like crazy.

She noticed poor Josh trying unsuccessfully to cover a massive boner. It made her smile, and all of a sudden she was alright with what he had done, but she wasn’t going to let him out of the dog house that easy.

She slipped her panties off so Tammy could polish her sweet muff without restriction. Tammy slurped louder and shook her face from side to side as Laura cried out and humped her mouth.

After a few minutes, they traded places. It was Laura’s first time eating pussy. She wasn’t that good at first, but she got the hang of it quickly and soon had Tammy crying out with loads of pussy juice flowing into her mouth.

Laura liked the taste of pussy juice more than cum from a dick. The longer she ate her pussy, the more she wanted to do it. It wasn’t long before she’d given her first woman an orgasm that had her head bucking and her legs trembling.

They’d totally forgotten about Josh by now, who was lying on the couch with a pillow covering his swollen member. The only thing that kept him from stroking it himself was fact that he’d rather bury it into one—or both—of the woman and shoot his load all over their tits, which had been the original plan when they started the night off.

Fuck it. He’d had enough. He tossed the pillow aside, walked to the bed, and kneeled beside it.

“What do you think you’re doing?” asked Laura. They moved to the other side of the bed and kept kissing.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

The girls kissed harder and moaned louder. It was obvious they wanted to make him beg harder because they were trying to keep from smiling even though they were kissing.

“I’m really sorry.”

Still no answer, just making out.

“Okay, it wasn’t the greatest of moves,” he pleaded.

“Did you hear something?” asked Laura.

Tammy shook her head and dove back in for another kiss, this time with tongues a-blazing.

“What I mean to say is…if I was gonna do something like this, I wanted it to be with two women who I really respected and cared for.”

They stopped in mid-kiss. They looked at him, then each other, and burst out laughing. That was the biggest pile of horse shit that either of them had ever heard, but it was still funny and they had to give him credit for being creative.

“Come on,” he said.

“Give us the puppy dog eyes,” said Tammy.

He made his face look as sad as he could and poked his bottom lip out.

“What do you think?” asked Laura.

Tammy motioned him to join them on the bed.

He lay down, and they were taking turns sucking his cock again until Laura decided she wanted to keep getting her pussy licked by her new female fuck toy.

She lay on her back and let Tammy suck on her clit while Josh fucked her from behind.

“Oh god, oh…oh god,” groaned Laura as Josh rammed his horny prick into her tight pussy hole.

The sight of all this made Laura want to feel the dick too, so they quickly traded positions.

He started slow to let her get adjusted to the dick. He pushed into her a little farther each time until he was buried to the hilt in flesh. He pulled out and slowly eased back into her hot muff.

She started begging for it harder, needing to get fucked hard like a cheap whore while Tammy watched.

“Oh fuck yes! Fuck me hard,” she cried.

He obliged, banging her harder with every nasty word that came out of her nasty mouth.

An intense pressure rose from his testicles. He pulled out of Laura’s pussy. Tammy grabbed hold of his jumping cock and stroked a load of spunk all over Laura’s tits.

And that was beginning of the love triangle that would ruin her parent’s marriage.

Lex was speechless after hearing the story. He just stared at her with his mouth wide open in shock.

“So Tammy and I were really close for a while,” Laura said. “And then she started dating my dad. I will never forgive her for taking him away from us. And that’s why I won’t have her at the wedding.”

“I don’t blame you,” said Lex.

“Well it doesn’t matter ‘cause I’m calling off the wedding. I’m gonna do it right now.”

“No. I think you really ought to talk to Josh first. Tell him how you feel. At least you owe him that.”

He was right. She kissed him on the cheek and left.

****************

Josh was pacing the dining room. He looked uneasy and his friend, Irving, knew exactly why. He thought Josh was a fool for getting married and he wasn’t shy about telling him. As a matter fact, he told him every chance he got and he was the main reason Josh was having so many doubts in the first place.

He watched Josh pace the room from a plush chair. He sat with his arms folded with a stupid little smirk on his face and kept yammering about all the things that Josh would never get to do because he chose to get married so young.

Truth is, Irving liked the single life. He couldn’t understand the logic of settling down with one woman when he could stay single and eat at a pussy buffet any time he wanted. He kept going on and on about it.

Josh somewhat agreed with him. He said, “Everything is going good. I mean the money is coming in and stuff like that. And now I gotta think about marriage and…I just don’t know about this.”

There was a long pause. Then Irving offered to take him out to dinner to get his mind off his problems. When they got back, the furniture was in a circle and all of Josh’s friends were sitting there smiling at him.

He was confused at first, but he wasn’t dumb. He knew he’d just walked into a surprise bachelor party.

He sat down and they brought out a tall blonde who was really put together. Her tits were huge and perky and her legs were long and slender. She was wearing a black miniskirt that came to the bottom of her crotch.

She started dancing seductively, giving each man a short lap dance until she got to Irving, who took it upon himself to unzip her blouse.

She moved to the next man, turned around, bent over, spread her legs, and raised the skirt high over waist. Two ass cheeks with a black thong in the crack were less than two feet from one of Josh’s older friend’s face.

“You’re gonna give him a heart attack,” somebody joked and they all started laughing except Josh.

“Hey, buddy, what’s wrong? It’s a party, a party for you. Just relax,” said Irving.

“Feels more like a funeral. My own,” replied Josh.

Irving nodded, said, “You’ll feel a whole lot better once you get some pussy. “I’ll bring her over here and let you get started.”

When Irving looked at Josh he was shaking his head, No.

“That means yes. Good.” He called the dancer/hooker over. Pointing to Josh’s lap, he said, “Have a seat.”

The woman straddled him with her pussy pressed firm on his cock.

The other guys, except Irving, left so Josh could take care of his business, but he still wasn’t showing any interest. Instead, he asked them not to leave. They left anyway.

The woman said, “Fuck me or get married?”

“Neither,” said Josh. He made her get off of him and went in the bathroom. He did a lot of thinking. He spent a good twenty minutes in there and hadn’t gotten any further than where he was twenty minutes earlier.

Ironically enough, the best advice he’d gotten all week came from the dancer as he was walking out of the bathroom.

She was putting her clothes back on. The room smelled of used pussy. Apparently Irving had filled in for him by fucking her brains out after he left.

She said, “Why don’t you talk to your fiancée? Tell her how you really feel. Maybe you’re not ready for this yet. It’s not too late. You have the right to back out.”

It was simple commonsense, but why hadn’t he thought of that? Just tell her how he felt.

He was just about to call her when the phone rang. It was Laura. He told her to come over so they could talk.

He was on the porch when she got there. He didn’t look her in the eye. He had grown curious as to what she wanted to talk about and was wondering if it was the same thing he wanted.

Laura said, “I’m scared.”

He faced her, said, “I’m scared too. I’m afraid about going into this thing. I have a lot of imperfections.”

“It’s okay. We all do.” She hugged him around the waist. “Besides, if you were perfect, then you’d never change and you’d be boring.”

He returned her hug and said, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” said Laura, and suddenly a weight had been lifted from both their shoulders.

The wedding would go on, but there was still one thing bothering Laura immensely. Her father wouldn’t be there to give her away because he thought the love of the woman who had wrecked their happy home was more important than the love of his daughter.

The day of the wedding came. The weather couldn’t have been better for an outdoor wedding. All was going according to plan until they saw a man running their way as the preacher asked who was going to give Laura away.

“Her father,” shouted Alvin, half out of breath, and he took his place next to his beautiful, young daughter. He lifted the veil over her head and kissed her cheek. The smile on her face and the tears of joy that were welling in her eyes were priceless.

Copyright 2005

“Haha shut up and pay attention” I sent a text to my friend tayana ”I wanna bang mike p. soooooo bad and not jus cuz he's sexy I think I love him ” I didn’t get a text back about half way through mike sent me a text ~ meet me at the bathroom~ he walked past me and winked I turned to my teacher “ im going to the bathroom” and waked away without waiting for responses I walked to the bathroom we had a unisex bathroom in our school so when I walked in mike was there he walked over to me and locked he door

“ I heard that you wanted to fuck me” I actually blushed “ ummm well” “ good” he replied “ cuz I wanna fuck you to” I didn’t get to answer he was kissing me then his hand was under my shirt unhooking my bra with ease and it was driving me crazy I pulled at his hair an took off his shirt to reveal his fucking gorgeous six pack I looked in his eyes they were laced with lust and waiting for my approval

“ Yum” I said I started kissing down his body and I unbuckled his pants and pulled down his boxers and pants at the same time I was stunned he was huge I guessed about 6-7 inches “ holy mother fucking son of a bitch” I said I put it in my mouth savoring the taste I sucked until he was about to cum then I let go “I want you to fuck me first before you cum” he lifted up my mini skirt and tore off my bikini panties he pushed me up on sink and put it n my slightly I knew what was coming next “holy shit” he whispered  “ you’re a virgin” I was embarrassed  I could only nod my head "well them it’ll be both our first times and he shoved it in me hard I moaned out in extreme pleasure and he fucked the shit out of me

“ OH FUCK YES your so tight” when he said that I went crazy

“ Omg yes mike yes FUCK ME HARDER faster more more MORE” a few more pumps and “HOLY SHIT I'm CUMMING” he came in my tight pussy and feeling all of his hot sperm shoot out in me made me cum myself them he pulled out " suck me dry" i did as he said

“ Shit” he huffed “ get on all fours im gonna fuck the shit out of you!” I obeyed not daring to disobey him I felt like a whore and I loved it I got down on all fours and he plunged into me again “ yes MIKE O MY GOD yes yes yes” then he stopped I wiggled around and fidgeted a bit “ tell me you’re my dirty little school slut” he whispered when I heisted he pulled out and then grabbed my hair pulled me back by my hair and shoved himself into me I wasn’t even thinking the pleasure was o extreme

“I'm YOUR DIRTY LITTLE SCHOOL SLUT FUCK ME HARDER PLEASE” Omg it was amazing “ I know you’re a dirty little slut” “ im gonna CUM!” I yelled out “ hold your cum” he told me “ pardon” even when being fucked I was still the perfect student “ hold your cum till I tell you to the next 2 minutes were pleasurable torture “ FUCK yah you like this cock don’t you you little slut” he pummeled me harder “ I CANT HOLD IT MUCH LONGER” I screamed “ cum now alexis CUM NOW” and I came long and had at the same exact time as him It was wonderful he was still in my when I said “ wee gonna have a lot of explaining to do” 

“Proper good actually, my parents just told me that they are going to Italy on the weekend, so apparently I will have a house completely to myself this weekend Har-Har-Har” I told her

“Wahoo party! Haha” came her instant reply

“Yeah well after that last party… I’m not so sure”

“You’re parents found the broken vase?”

“…And the blunt wraps…” I reminded her

“Ouch... but hey at least you have some time on your own…” I knew straight away that by saying this, she was inviting me to ask her round this weekend. She didn’t really expect me to stay on my own that weekend, but she didn’t want to be rude and invite herself over.

“On my own? Yeah that’s a shame, I was going to ask if you wanted to come over.” I teased her, carrying on our little game of who was going to invite who.

“Hmm well my schedule is tight” it wasn’t, but again, she didn’t want to look so easy “but I guess I can fit you in, say Saturday night?”

“Saturday it is, if you come around 6ish we might even get time to watch king Kong again” I added cheekily, reminding her that we had our first kiss while watching that movie.

“Nah I don’t like that movie, I’d rather go straight to the action… films” She replied, leaving a knowing pause after the word action, knowing that I would understand exactly what she meant by it.

“Well… see you Saturday then” I said hastily, not wanting this to turn into yet another one of our age-old raunchy conversations. I could already feel myself getting slightly turned on thinking of us getting “straight to the action”.

“Oh yeah, see you Saturday, bye” she finished, sounding slightly disappointed. I was happy because it meant that for the next two days she would be thinking about Saturday none stop. I could already picture it... no parents, no rules, no clothes. I couldn’t wait for Saturday.

 

The next two days passed slowly, and my anticipation of Saturday grew. It was the only thing on my mind throughout school, which as you could have guessed gave me slight problems in the um embarrassment department. After our conversation over the phone, I promised myself I wouldn’t do anything before Saturday so that I could be prepared for her, but this made things even worse. I could have sworn that my cock was getting bigger because of my refusal to attend to it, and even though I was happy about that, it made things harder to hide.

Finally Saturday morning came and I got up early showered thoroughly, paying good attention to my pride and joy, shaved, and made myself smell nice. I tried to push all thoughts of her sweet wet pussy from my mind that day, and surprisingly enough, I managed to compose myself quite well, while I happily walked around the house getting out a few “action” movies and putting out some beers and crisps. Just as I thought everything was about ready, the doorbell rang and my heart, and dick, jumped. That must be her I thought

“Hi Ralph” She said as I took in the 15 year old goddess that was standing on my doorstep. She was wearing a short little denim skirt and long white socks that left just about enough leg to make my heart skip a beat. Her cleavage might as well have been shoved in my face and down my throat thanks to the amazing low cut top she had on; bright pink bra showing over the edges, peeking out at me as if urging me to tear it off. This girl knows too much about what turns me on I thought to myself as I kissed her on the cheek and let her in.

The first hour was quite relaxed actually, considering that we both knew what was going to happen that night. We had some food, talked about school, music and tried to figure out what movie to watch.

“Oh come on Ralph, you don’t seriously want to watch that again do you?” She laughed at me as I held up the first Lord of the Rings.

“What?” I replied sounding offended “it’s a good film, just because you have bad taste in movies doesn’t mean that the movies I choose are bad, I have good taste, so the movies I choose are usually pretty tasty and follow the common authoritarian capitalistic patterns of good taste”

“…Huh?” she said looking at me as if I just talked another language. A big grin spread over my face as she realized I had confused her on purpose.

“Arrrr you’re so annoying” she shouted at me as I burst out laughing. She grabbed me and started playfully hitting me.

“Haha what can I say?” I laughed as I tried to hold her off. She eventually started to calm down and instead of hitting me, she just stood there with her head hanging down acting as if she was sobbing. I realized I was still hold of her and pulled her into me making a mock “aww” sound, as if trying to make her feel better, but as I pulled her close to me I placed my hand under her chin pulled her face to mine and kissed her softly on the lips. She was startled by this and even jumped at the touch of my lips but soon calmed down. We stood there kissing for a few minutes, tasting each other, teasing each other. My hands examining her body while I did so, a body I had wanted for so long. I soon found my way to her ass and squeezed it in my hands.

 “Fuck me this is so hot!” I thought, but then realized I had said it out loud between our raunchy kisses. I stopped kissing her and pulled away grinning inanely.

“Well maybe we ought to take a shower and cool off?” she suggested biting her lip and looking at me with a look that would have melted my whole body had my cock not been so hard at that moment.

“Um yeah sure, I guess Harry Potter will have to wait” I mumbled as I snatched her hand and pulled her upstairs to the bathroom.

 

As soon as we got into the bathroom I started kissing her again; I pushed her against the cold tiles on the wall and listened to her gasp as her skin made contact. Her hands were running all over my back and I started kissing down her lips to her neck while pulling her T up, taking it off. While I threw her T-shirt on the ground she took a step forward and forced me backwards.

“I’m not going to be the first one naked here, okay? Now let’s see what you’re working with.” She told me sexily, turning me on to new levels of horniness I have never experienced before. Her hands ran down the front of my body as she knelt down in front of me grinning up to me and biting her lip. She unzipped my jeans and dropped them to the floor where I shook them off. I took my T-shirt off hurriedly, not wanting to miss any of the action unfolds, but wanting to get down and dirty as quick as possible. I felt her hand grasp my dick through my boxers and my whole body shuddered, I moaned at the feel of her rubbing my dick through the thin material and heard her giggle. She ever so slowly pulled my boxers down over my hard dick until it bounced out almost hitting her lips. I heard her gasp and now it was my turn to take control I pulled her up roughly by her arm and kissed her on the lips hard. My hand sped to her back and I quickly unclasped her bra. I pinned her to the wall and kissed down her neck biting her hard and tasting her perfume as I fumbled with her zipper.

Ughhh fuck” she moaned as my mouth reached her nipple sucking them into my mouth. I took it between my lips and bit down on it softly “Mmm fuck” I felt her pants come loose and pulled them to the floor as my hand dived into the shower cubicle, turning the shower on to a warm gush.

“That is what we’re here for, isn’t it?” I whispered into her ear brushing my tounge against it while my cock head brushed against her wet panties making me shudder and let out an involuntary moan.

Without waiting for her to take off her panties I pulled her under the shower with me. We both let out gasps as we got under the stream of water, our bodies getting closer in the confined shower space. I instantly tore off her panties ripping them on each side and began kissing down her body, making a trail from her neck down to her belly button. I could feel the warmth of her pussy as my mouth got closer, but it was my hand that got there first. I heard her moan as my finger slowly slid up and down her soaking pussy. I easily slid a finger deep inside her pussy pulling it out and sliding another finger in next to it. Every time my fingers came out I rubbed them against her g-spot causing her to moan and pull my hair. My mouth soon caught up with my fingers and I starting to suck her clit in time with my fingering her, biting it every so often causing her whole body to shake underneath my touch.

“Fuck Ralph Mmm I’ve wanted you for so fucking long, ughhh it feels so good” she managed between her loud moans which were getting more and more common as I started sucking her clit harder and fingering her faster.

“Do you want my cock gorgeous?” I asked her with her clit in between my teeth. While I talked it caused my teeth to vibrate slightly around her pussy bringing her closer to a wet shuddering orgasm.

“Mmm” was her only reply but by the way she grabbed my head and pulled me onto her mouth kissing me hard, told me all I needed to know. I pushed her against the cold wet tiles and ran my fingernails down her soaking body, when I reached her pussy I pushed my hips into hers bringing my dick to her pussy. I took hold of my dick at the base and ran my head up and down her slit teasing her as well as me.

“Fuck, here it goes” I said as I pushed my dick into her, her pussy instantly tightened around my cock head and I had to push hard to get it inside. My whole body shuddered and we both let out moans as my dick entered her. I slowly slid my whole length inside her and thought I was going to cum there and then. Waves of pleasure ran up and down my body and I shook with the power of it, realizing she was experiencing the same. I could feel her pussy around my cock tightening and loosening, getting used to the hard cock inside it. I grabbed her legs and pulled them around my waist so that she was sitting on my dick.

“Ughhh you’re pussy feels so good” I whispered to her, kissing her hard for the first time ever while fucking her. I slowly began thrusting in and out of her. Pulling my dick out of her pussy almost completely before pushing it back inside her. I could feel her tighten around my cock, and every time she moaned and shook her wet pussy vibrated around my sensitive dick causing me involuntarily to shake as well. I started fucking her faster now and began biting down on her neck causing her to scratch and grab at my back and ass.

“Fuck baby I’m close to Cumming,” I whispered to her as I felt myself reach close to orgasm.

“Ughhh fuck fuck I AM Cumming Mmm don’t stop fucking my pussy aw fuck” As she told me I started fucking her faster and almost straight afterwards I heard her moan loud. Her pussy clamped around with dick so fiercely that I gasped and shook as my orgasm hit me. Her pussy vibrated around my dick and I could fell her Cumming, her pussy juices soaking my dick as pleasure rushed through me. I thrust deeper inside her and let loose my cum shooting it inside her pussy while it vibrated and released it’s juices around my dick. As we came together I held her close to me kissing her hard and moaning into her mouth.

            We stayed there for a few minutes before I casually walked out of the shower, pulled a towel around me and looked at her slumped in the shower looking at me confused.

            “Um and what are you waiting for?” I questioned with mock shock “Harry Potter aint gonna wait any longer you know, and neither will your ice cream” I added with a little wink walking out of the shower room, my cock still throbbing from the pleasure of her wet pussy.

 

 

To be continues if I get good reviews

 

My second ever post so.. be nice J

After hanging up the phone, I walked through our kitchen, to the back french doors. I opened them and called Trisha. She came, running and jumping. My dick was full of blood, my balls was were full of hot cum, and my mind was full of fantasies about to come true. I took Trisha into the family room, the carpet was much softer there. I petted her, stroking her glistening fur as she licked my arm with her smooth, long, pink tongue. Slowly I made my way down to her underbelly, stroking her nipples, pinching them, and rubbing her dog tits. Finally, I stripped down, standing in the room with Trisha sitting, panting in front of my throbbing cock. She had never seen a dick before, I moved it closer to her face and she began to lick it with a friendly vibe, as if it was just another one of my fingers. I was shaking and wanting to stop, it was morally wrong and at the same time, my last resort. I got down on my knees and she began to lick my chest, I grabbed her soft head and moved it down to my cock. Again, she began licking it. This was an unknown sensation. Soon she stopped, for she wanted to play and was tired of greeting me with friendly licking. So I grabbed her bottom jaw with my right hand and her top jaw with my left. Slowly opening her mouth, I felt the heat from her soft pink mouth eminate onto my shiny dick, pumping up and down with large veins. Positioning myself, I slid my dick into her mouth and up into her slick hot throat. Trisha accepted it, as if she was liking it. After this my dick was hot with her saliva, so I began to move her head up and down in a blowjob fashion. It was amazing. I then twisted her head so that her face was upside down, making it easier for me to throat fuck her. I fucked her throat hard as she had trouble breathing. I popped my dick out, giving her time to breath, and I was back in again. Her head moving up and down, ears flying back and forth, my waist thrusting my dick far down her throat as her entire tongue was hanging out to make room for my massive cock. It was deliteful as her tongue was squeezing upwards and actually licking my balls. The sloshing sound was making the experience that much better. I pulled myself out and Trisha looked horny. I wandered into the T.V. room and managed to grab a comfortable but small chair out of the room. I sat down and without having to call Trisha over, she jumped up, put her paws on my knees and began licking my dick. Her tongue was so long, it wrapped itself around my dick each time she licked it. I was in amazement as my girl was giving me head. I then grew bored of her licking me, so I grabbed her head again. She made her way on the side of the chair, and this time it was much easier to get myself all the way down her ribbed, moist, hot, juicy pink throat. It was tighter than any pussy I have ever had. She was warm, her warm fur kept my legs warm, my dick warm, and my body warm. I began ramming my cock down her throat, her tongue rubbing up and down shaft making it to my tight balls, my dick head touching past the beginning of her osaphagus. My entire dick was being swallowed, every inch touched and surrounded by hot, slobbery, pink tissue, and Trisha accepted it. I could feel her trying to swallow my dick, this was'nt her ordinary feeding time. I could feel myself ready to cum. I just kept ramming her soft haired head onto my dick. I did'nt she would choke, for my dick was halfway down her throat tubes. So, as I reached my cock climax. I started to cum. It was the biggest orgasm I have ever head, even to this day. I could feel the cum suck its way up through my dick, everytime I jerked my dick her head moved. It was crazy. My orgasm must have lasted for 3 minutes straight. Her tongue hung out onto my balls, she was panting heavily through her nose, I was still cumming!! I pulled out so she could swallow my heavy white load. She swallowed it and I was still splurting out all over the place, so I opened her mouth and kept cumming. She eventually just held her mouth open as I jerked off into it. I finally got it all out and she swalloed every last bit of my hot sticky cum. Afterwards, she licked was on leg and she licked me off. I loved her more than anything at that moment.

Over the next two weeks, I expirimented. Using pudding to let her lick my dick. I would jerk off as she licked my head and she would just lick my hot white cum which was like ice cream to her. I even watched porn while fucking Trisha in the throat, it was amazing. Everyday after school, and every night I would let Trisha lick my dick. I would watch T.V. while she sat next to me, licking my hard cock. She enjoyed me. I wondered if she licked just so she could get my hot man cum. So, I filled up a bowl of it and fed it to her. She loved it. My parents soon returned, and I still got Trisha to give me blowjobs. I would sneak her in the garage at night and face fuck her like no tomorrow. She was the slave that couldn't speak, and she enjoyed swallowing my hard cock and eating my creamy white hot cum. Those were the days of my youth. Sinfully twisted, different, and eye opening. I miss old Trisha, she died a few years ago. I am 27 now and look back on this as an expirimental age. Not ashamed, rather, I found something you have not.

WARNING: Don't try the proceeding at home, work, school, or anywhere else on Earth. I was a proffessional.  

All of a sudden the brightness was inturupted by a shadow of darkness as a rouge cloud passed between us and the sun, and when it had moved on and the light returned, there stood a white chapple church, where before the sky darkened there was none. My stoumach began to feel uneasy and I turned to walk in the other direction, back to where I had been happy, but something drew me in, the seductive sound of a cherry red Gibson SG, I was entranced, and entered dispite the feeling I felt deep within my being. The sound aroused me I could feel the necter flowing from within my womb, my breathing became eratic, I felt like I was going to orgasm any second as the notes got higher and higher sending me into fits of ectacy.

The man who played the guitar ws dressed in black, suit, shoes and fedora hat, the only exception was a crimson neck tie that matched the glistening finish on his insturment. I don't remember what the song he was playing was, but as I pondered to myself and forgot my hatred of men, I began to yurn to fuck him, throw myself at him, let him take all of me, completly and without hesitation. My cloths were gone, and like my beloved was also completely nude. My temprature began to rise and I began to sweat. I could hear a voice through the sound of the music, a preacher, one that I had argued with on the streets of Austin in response to his "sermon" about the evils of homosexuality, I heard the same sermon through the orgasmic sound of the guitar. His words seemed hollow and full of hatred, a man of god with so much intollerance I only half heard his words now, but in my yurning for the guitarist's cock, I heard the preacher say, "And their children shall burn in the fires of ritiousness, so says the lord almighty, AMEN!" A spasm ran through my spine and I dropped my daughter.

when I was finally able to move again I dove to the floor to pick her up and check her for any form of injury, but when I pulled back the pokadotted blanket, all I found were shattered pieces, chared and blackened, as if they belonged to a porcline doll, not my flesh and blood. I looked up as the guitarist stopped cold, and began to laugh a wicked laugh. A heartless laugh.

My beloved held our surviving daughter tight to her shoulder as the child cried for her fallen other half. Umi, my lover, simply hushed her in an attempt to calm her and turned to me with a look of pure hatred I have never seen in her eyes before. It cut me deep, almost as deep as what she would follow it with. "You're a missearble excuse for a mother! You stupid dripping Cunt! How could you!"

The tears flooded from my eyes with more strength than any river could rage. I currled into the fetal position and rocked myself into histarical surrender. The Guitarist wlaked over to me, stuck the fingers of his calaced hand into my vagina and pulled me to my feet, it hurt as he did so but not nearly as much as what my beloved Umi had just said to me. From nowhere she pulled a dagger, setting my surviving daughter on the dirt floor of the chapel. She walked over to where the stranger held me, my arms bound behind my back by his one impossibly strong hand.

After having metaphorically cutting out my heart, she took to preforming the litteral proseadure. The agony was intense, she reached into the insicion and parted my wound, spreading my breast outward as she dug around ripping all the arteries louse and pulling out the still beating organ. I felt cold, my vision was fading but the stranger who bound me made sure I watched the preceadings.

Umi drew a pentigram around my bundled child on the floor in my blood with the knife.  I wanted to ask her what she was doing but it took all my strength to stay concious. She took a bite out of my heart and then leaned over and spit it into my daughter's open screaming mouth. After completeing this act she stood and addressed the man who held me.

"Take the whore she's worthless, a gift in return for the right to protect this child."

"It is done" he said coldly as he looked me in the eyes, he had shinning blue eyes, radantly beautiful blue eyes.

"You are mine now, there is no way back"...

To be continued...Let me know what you think of my twisted R.E.M. fright. Sigmond Fruid would have a feild day with me. The nightmare is horendouse I'm keeping close watch on my girls after this one. will finish the recolection if  enough people like it.

Laying the broom aside, he walked quietly to the door that led back in from the shop and leaned his head in, beckoning me to join him out there. Gladly, I went.

“It's terrible, isn't it, the mess they leave this place in? There's no respect there at all,” he spoke bitterly, handing me a broom to help with the sweeping. Taking it, I nodded. I had made it a point until now not to get caught alone with him, because I didn't trust myself not to spill out the innermost desires of my heart and body to him. The last thing I wanted was for him to know...

“Krysta...” His soulful brown eyes stared into mine.

“Yes?”

“You missed a spot.” He laughed a soft laugh, and dutifully I swept the last of the dirt into the little pile we'd made. “It's amazing, isn't it?”

“What is/” I leaned upon my broom, hands crossed over the handle.

“That we should be standing here now, together and alone. Alone in more ways than one. You and I, we're the same. You've got your divorce, I've got mine. Your heart breaks a little every day- I can hear it in your voice. Is it ever going to stop hurting?” Anger tinged his voice as the conversation took this turn, one which we both had avoided while there were others around. “Can a broken heart ever completely heal?”

I shook my head, and my hair floated around a bit before coming back to settle on my shoulders. “I don't think so. But it can beat again for someone anew.”

“And then that person takes your heart and wrenches it, too. The pain of relationships sometimes seems... not worth the struggle.” He laid his broom aside, and I followed suit. Quickly, he changed the subject.

“Let's go check the pit. I know they didn't clean that right. They never do.” Leading me down the stairs, he continued talking. “One of these days, one of the guys is going to slip and fall and break something on these steps. Please be careful. I don't want anything else of yours broken.” I could hear a smile in his voice.

“Nor do I, boss.” Reaching the bottom of the stairs, I could see that he was right- only a rudimentary cleaning had been done. No attempt to hose the oil off the floors or the catwalks had been made. Dirt clung to everything. Mister caught my shock and dismay out of the tail of his eye.

“Disgusting, isn't it? I should write each and every one of them up for leaving this place like this...” As he spoke, I was venturing a little deeper into the pit. I'd never been down here and was fascinated by the equipment and the utter filth... and then I slipped. My feet went right out from under me, and I fell.

My head cracked hard on the concrete floor, enough to make spots dance in front of my eyes and tears of pain flow down my cheeks. In a flash, Mister was right beside me, cradling me in his arms, supporting my neck, and checking me over to see if anything was broken. “Oh, my god, Krysta, are you all right? Can you hear me?” I nodded. As I did so, he began to check me over for injuries. Then he did something unexpected- he leaned down and kissed me.

Taken aback, yet not willing to let this moment slip by, I leaned into his kiss. His arms went around my shoulders and brought me close, practically crushing me against his lean form. He was amazingly strong for such a small man, and I felt my own arms encircle him. My head stopped throbbing as our kiss deepened, but then I noticed that the throb had only relocated itself further down my body. I could feel his heart beat against his chest as he sank down beside me there on the floor, letting go of me.

“I didn't mean to do that...” He helped me sit up.

“It doesn't matter. No one will ever have to know. I certainly won't tell anyone.” I drew my legs up and circled them with my arms.

“Your clothes are ruined.” Apology was in his eyes and voice.

“They're just clothes/ Easily replaceable.” I turned towards him, smiling. “How long has it been for you?”

“Too long.” He reached out for me again, cupping my shoulders in his hands. “But, we can't...”

“I said, no one will have to know.”

“Then you're saying...”

“I'm answering an unspoken question. The one that's in your eyes whenever you look at me. The one that's in your voice whenever you speak to me. And the answer is yes.” I leaned forward on that filthy floor and I kissed him full on the mouth, allowing him once again to crush me to him. Our fingers worked at the buttons on each other's shirts until we were free of restricting cloth, and they were being used to pillow my injured head against the hardness of the floor. My fingers dug at unyielding leather, his dug at resisting cotton.

Finally, we were free of constraining garments and our fingers found soft, warm flesh. He pressed against me, and slowly I opened for him. I felt his hardness hover at the entrance of me for just a moment, then he pushed against it and he was there, inside me. I felt every move he made as he twisted my body to do his will. His face was buried against my neck. My hands found his back and I clutched as the pure force of his thrusts drove me over the precipice of my climax. His groans were only matched by my breathy squeals. I brought my mouth to his ear and whispered. “Harder, please.”

Gladly did he oblige my request, sending me again into throes of ecstasy. He shoved himself up and I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him in as deeply as he could go. He moaned and shuddered as he came inside me.

Exhausted, he rolled to the floor beside me, reaching out to turn my face towards his own.

'Tell me you enjoyed that.” A smile played upon his full lips as his breathing slowed to a normal pace. I nodded, unable to speak.

After a few moments, we were able to make ourselves presentable. He held out his hand to help me up off the floor. Grateful, I accepted it. My head had taken the opportunity to start ringing again, and I winced.

“You cracked your head pretty badly, didn't you?” I nodded a little. “You might have a concussion...”

'I doubt that. Not after...” I gestured to the floor.

“Still, I don't think it's a good idea for you to be left alone right now. Tell you what... I'll go clock out, and you can follow me a few minutes later... meet me in the parking lot.” We headed up the stairs, and I allowed him his head start.

A few minutes later, I joined him in the parking lot of the store, where he was talking on his cell.

“...for one, that's right. Thanks. I'll be there shortly. Goodnight.” Turning to me, he hurriedly explained his plan. I was to meet him at one of the local hotels, one that was many miles away from the store and where we had little chance of being discovered. I nodded, and walked to my car. What was I doing? Was I really going through with this?

Yes, yes I was. I had let it start, and I needed to see it through to it's end, no matter how it ended...

After sharing a few conversations during workouts, something clicked between Chaaya and me. We found we had many similar interests and opinions, liked many of the same authors and even shared some of the same tastes in music. I was quite surprised to find myself relating so well to someone of her age.

There was also a spark between Chaaya and I to be sure, but given our age difference I thought the lust was all coming from me. I marveled at being so turned on by someone of her years but being young and naïve, I thought she might be offended if I said anything and I did not want to lose her friendship. I was in no way going to risk that just because my young hormones raged every time I saw her.

Right from the beginning I also found myself enamored of Chaaya. It was not just her body either, as nice as that was. It was her whole being. She exuded a kind of sensuous charm almost effortlessly; in the way she carried herself, spoke, smiled and gently touched my shoulder or knee whenever we met, parted or whenever either of us said something funny or dramatic. Then there were her eyes. Making direct eye contact with Chaaya was deadly. You could feel her sexual energy penetrating the very fibre of your being as you gazed into those bedazzling black eyes.

It wasn’t long before she was inviting me for evening tea after our workout I would go to my place to wash change then join her in her apartment. There we would alternate with the cooking and cleaning up and then spend a good hour or two together in warm and delightful conversation. I was off work due a bike accident & had to be in rest while she was a voluntary retired high school history teacher. This happy state of affairs therefore allowed us then to spend as much time together as we wished.

Chaaya was quite motherly towards me when it came to my back pain, always ensuring my comfort and offering to help me with any heavy chore I had to do. Getting the kind of attention was a whole new experience for me. I reveled in Chaaya’s kind attention to my needs. I even wondered for awhile what life would have been like had she been my mother instead.

We had become fast friends and felt totally at ease in each other’s company, that is if you discount the steamy sexual tension that always existed between us, and that forbidden, almost shameful lust that plagued me during every one of our encounters. Chaaya was not old enough to be my mother; Nevertheless, I loved being in her company but felt confused and guilty sometimes too.

Almost from the beginning Chaaya steered many of our conversation towards sexual matters, which used to drive me crazy. She was a widow with a son aged 24 years who had settled off in Canada as a commercial pilot and refused come back to India and stay with his mother. Chaaya’s eyes would then go big and round as she told me details of her young age encounters and explained how strong her sexual nature was compared to that of most of her friends. She was never explicit. She only hinted at the naughty bits but that served only to make her stories more tantalizing. She appeared to have experienced a very full and active sex-life with her husband and was certainly not shy about sharing it.

It was pouring rain one day when I decided to skip the gym and called her to say I would be dropping in for dinner that night. As usual after having dinner we were chit chatting I was so taken with Chaaya’s sexual confidences when ever we touched the sex subject when she went on to explain her encounters I looked into her eyes at that moment and saw her warmth and sincerity. This sharing between us only served to deepen our bond and to stoke our smoldering passion for each other. Chaaya cried when she related the story of her husband’s death, and how she’d cradled him in her arms as she drifted into oblivion. More than anything I wanted to reach out and hold her at that moment, but I dared not. Eventually of course, our passion for each other was bound to break through our best efforts to hide it. Our feelings for each other finally became stronger than our mutual fears of being rejected. Chaaya, it turns out, was as scared as me. An 18 year age difference after all, does give one cause for caution.

That day was memorable day for Chaaya, I noticed upon entering, had on thin cream colored cotton top and a denim skirt.  When opportunity presented a glimpse I also rather quickly spotted that today she was not wearing a bra. In fact, I could now and then make out through the thin fabric of her top the darker shades of her large nipples, especially when they were erect, as they all too frequently were. Then, and not for the first time in her company, I got an instant hard on.

Wearing only shorts my erection was very hard to miss so I tried to hide it by sitting close up to Chaaya’s kitchen table. I fought with both lust and embarrassment as I continued to catch glimpses of two large succulent big brown nipples through her top and felt my rock hard cock throbbing with unrequited desire. I fervently hoped against hope that she wouldn’t notice me staring or somehow spot my aching hard-on. I was out of luck on both counts.

“Would you like some more coffee?” she asked me smiling, bringing my gaze instantly from her chest to her face. A wicked little grin appeared there. Busted! She’d caught me looking – damn! I knew it and she knew it. I immediately mumbled a yes please while madly wishing I could curl up somewhere and just disappear. Moments later she was at my side pouring coffee and, as I turned to allow her access to my cup, she saw it. I was mortified! Then it was her turn to blush bright red as I frantically tried to cover myself with my hands.

“Oh God Chaaya, I’m sorry!” I whined wondering just how the HELL I was going to get out of this one. “Please don’t be offended!” I begged her. Chaaya stood frozen for an instant, one hand flat against her cheek as she stared in astonishment at my rampant cockstand. Finally, putting down the coffee carafe, she looked directly at me.
I couldn’t help it. I broke out laughing and Chaaya joined in. The tension was broken but clearly the moment had yet to resolve itself.

“Oh my God!” she sighed still looking into my eyes as she now gripped my cock in her hand. “Then, is this all for me?” she said with big round expectant eyes. I thought my poor prick would burst from the pressure if she stroked me any more. I had never had an erection like this one!

“Every inch and more,” I panted. “You just don’t know how badly I’ve wanted you to have it!” I groaned as her touch continued.

Then, in fulfillment of any number of lustful masturbation fantasies, I reached out and cupped both her big pillowy breasts in my hands. Her nipples were as hard as little rocks against my palms. I reveled in their feel and wanted desperately to suck them into my eager mouth. “Are these for me, then?” I asked her as I watched her eyes close and her head roll back. Chaaya moaned softly as my hands continued to gently squeeze her soft titties.

“Oh that feels good Chris,” she whispered to me. “It’s been so long…” She took both my hands in hers, pressed them briefly into her chest, then started moving backwards. “This way Chris, into my bedroom. Right now!” she ordered.

I followed her instructions eagerly. Once inside she sat at the foot of a plush queen size bed that was covered by a fantastically pretty spreads that had bouquets of pastel shaded wildflowers printed on it. White lace curtains adorned her bay window while her dark oak furniture blended superbly into her beige patterned wallpaper. Like Chaaya herself, the room was elegant and classy.

“Stand there for a moment,” she instructed me as she started to unbutton her blouse. “I saw you staring at these so I want to give you a good look.” So saying she let the thin cotton garment fall open and slide off her shoulders. Cupping a breast in each hand she held them up to me. “Do you like my titties?” she asked with a little grin.

“Chaaya, I’ve died and gone to heaven. They are magnificent!” I said in all sincerity. Her breasts were big and beautiful with only a slight sag betraying their age. Her dark brown nipples were huge with elongated tips that stood proud of her aureoles by a good inch. My mouth fairly watered in anticipation of having them between my lips. I moved to touch them but Chaaya stopped me.

“Is there something wrong?” I asked her. Oh no, is she backing away now? I shuddered in a moment of internal panic.

“No, no Chris!” she answered “ I just want a chance to look at you as well. Get undressed for me love, and let’s see that big monster between your legs!” she laughed. In a flash I stood before her naked, my pulsating cock standing fully upright against my belly. I loved her casual playfulness. Sex for me has never been so lustrous with women my own age.

“Sweet Chris!” she cried. “You’re huge! And it’s so beautiful! Oh my!” she exclaimed as she lightly grasped my rigid ‘monster’ in her hand. “Let me just play with it awhile,” she requested.

Chaaya reached out with her other hand and gently began stroking my balls. Meanwhile her other continued running up and down the length of me, stroking my throbbing prick slowly and lightly, savoring its feel.

“It’s yours to have and to hold for as long as you like, Chaaya. My God, I don’t believe this is happening!” I said in amazement. “ I’ve had you in a thousand fantasies and now you’re here with me and it’s really happening? Hey, you can play with him forever. I think he likes you!” I laughed to her.

“Hmmmm…” she purred. “I like him too! The skin is so soft yet you are so hard underneath it. An iron cock in a velvet glove!” she giggled. “And the head! Such a wonderful big hat he wears!” she cooed at my circumcised glands.

Chaaya was thoroughly enjoying herself and I delighted in being able to give her such pleasure. So did my cock, which was coming way too close to cumming!

“Stop a minute honey. Please. I don’t want to cum yet,” I said, staying her hand for a minute. “Besides, I want to see the rest of you too!”

I stepped back as Chaaya rose slowly from the bed. Undoing a clasp and running down a zipper at her side, she let her knee length denim skirt fall to the floor. She was completely naked underneath.

“No panties,” she giggled. “I kind of had my hopes up about today.”

“So I see! Chaaya, you look incredible!” I said with complete sincerity. She blushed at my compliment and held a hand to her face.

As she stood there I took in her whole visage, from her beautiful, expressive face down to her heavy breasts, her flat stomach with just the hint of a matronly roll, to her neatly trimmed patch of dark pussy fur with the fold of her pink labial lips just poking through. Her long sinuous legs were held together at the knees almost coyly. I moved towards her, then placing my hands lightly on her shoulders I looked directly into her sparkling dark eyes.

“I think I’m in love with you Chaaya,” I said to her with a smile. “I never thought this moment would come and now that it’s here I never want it to end.” I embraced her warmly, relishing the feel of her nakedness against my own.

“Hush now, baby,” Chaaya whispered into my ear. “Let’s take it slow and easy. One day, one thing at a time. Right now we need to fuck our brains out!” she laughed, hugging me tightly.

Mildly shocked and titillated at her profanity I attempted to lift her off her feet only to have my back remind me that I wasn’t quite healed yet. “Ow!” I cried. Chaaya jumped out of my arms.

“Oh baby, are you alright? You shouldn’t try to lift an old cow like me in your condition!” she admonished.

“Some cow,” I replied with a chuckle. “But you’re right. I need to be more careful.”

“Lie down!” Chaaya ordered me, taking charge of the proceedings. I moved to the side of her bed and lay down on my back. She quickly joined me lying on her side beside me. “You let me do all the work for now,” she said gently but firmly.

Being pampered was a totally new experience for me. It seems my back injury had at least one positive aspect! Until this time I had just assumed men did most of the work while their partners simply accepted what was given. With Chaaya I was learning what making love was truly all about.

Chaaya began with a long passionate kiss, then licked and nipped her way down my throat to play magical little games with my nipples using only her teeth and tongue. This was something I had never experienced before. It was enchantingly pleasant. She next looked up into my eyes and, with an evil little grin, grabbed my cock and began kissing her way down to it, pausing excruciatingly long at my navel. Finally she raised her head, moved near the foot of the bed, looked me straight in the eye and lowered her mouth onto my waiting phallus.

Chaaya moved her mouth up and down my cock rapidly, sending bolts of ecstasy through me with each in and out movement. Then she paused, looked up at me and asked “Do you like it?” My groan was all the encouragement she needed. She plunged back to work as the first body wracking shivers of an immense orgasm began.

“I’m cumming soon, honey!” I warned her in case she wanted to pull away but her movements only became more urgent. I realized she wanted me to cum in her mouth and with that thought I began to ejaculate my hot cream down Chaaya’s eager throat. My entire body shook with convulsive shudders as I erupted into her. She never stopped pumping and she must have swallowed what felt to me like a 100 milligrams of sugarcane juice.

Finally her oral ministrations to my twitching cock slowed and stopped. She moved herself up beside me, hugged me and gave me an enormous kiss. I could taste the salty tang of my cum in her mouth and felt deliciously wicked as I savored it.

“Chaaya, oh babe. You are wonderful!” I panted into her ear as we embraced.

“Hold me,” she murmured. “Just hold me for awhile.” I wrapped myself around her tightly and rocked her gently in my arms. After many blissful minutes she pulled away from me and smiled.

“Aren’t we awful?” she grinned. I laughed and dragged her back to me.

“Absolutely depraved! Now it’s your turn,” I said wishing to brook no argument. “Lie back and let me explore your incredible body, honey.” She rolled obligingly on to her back.

I began with a passionate kiss while feeling Chaaya’s fulsome breasts and toying with her long stiff nipples. She moaned as I tweaked and pulled them. My hand moved lower across the smooth expanse of her belly, down to tangle my fingers in the soft underbrush of her pussy. I lightly stroked her labial lips and felt the little nub of her clit under my finger as I stroked away softly, eliciting from her a gasp of passion each time I did so.

“God Chris, that feels so wonderful!” she gasped into my lips as I continued to kiss and fondle her now juicy sex. “Go inside!” she panted. “Fuck me with your fingers. Yes lover boy! Hard inside me! That’s it! In my hot cunt! Don’t stop!” she commanded. “Ohh Chris!” she moaned as I complied with a will.

Her language burned in my brain as my lips followed the trail blazed by my fingers. I quenched my first burning desire by capturing each of her magnificent nipples in my mouth and rolled, tongued and sucked them into submission. My hand was still busy between her legs, masturbating her with two fingers inside her surprisingly tight, hot and soaking wet sheath. I moved my mouth lower and joined my hand at the juncture of her long legs, both of which were now spread wide open for me.

As my head drew near her thrusting pussy I inhaled her musky scent then began licking her clit as my fingers continued their fast rhythmic fucking. Chaaya tossed and turned her head, crying out in pleasure as I worked away at her delicious cunt and hard little clitoris.

“Fuck me hard!” she called out. “Fuck my pussy hard Chris! Your fingers feel so good! Oh God, lover boy! I’m cumming so hard!” she cried. I could feel her orgasm approaching as I continued my total worship and veneration of her grinding wet sex. Chaaya began sobbing in pleasure as her first climax charged through her body. Her back arched completely off the bed as her mouth yelled out a totally silent scream that that finally gained volume as the waves of passion began to dissipate.

I started to slow my hand but she urged me on. “Oh God, Chris! I’m cumming again!” she wailed, this time trapping my hand hard between her legs with both of her own. Again she was lifted off the bed as her body contorted and shook with the power of her second orgasm. Slowly she began to settle back down onto the bed, taking in deep lung full of air as she did so. I held her tightly around her hips as her body peaked and crested. We lay together that way for several minutes, not wanting the moment to end.

Finally sitting up Chaaya pulled me to her lips. “That was wonderful, darling, WONderful!” she repeated into my mouth as we kissed and she licked her juices off my face. She was still trembling with orgasmic aftershocks as I laid us both gently back down on the bed and cuddled her close to me. “How is your back?” she asked me with a worried expression.

I laughed. “Just fine love.” I cherished her caring and concern. It was so sweet and so different from the way other women had treated me, especially my last lover. Shanthi had been a selfish little bitch, who thought only of her own pleasure which, I began to realize, was typical of the women I’d chosen to love.

“Hmmmm, you are an incredible woman Chaaya,” I whispered in her ear. “I want to make you happier than you’ve ever been before. How can I help make that happen?” I asked her.

“In bed or out?” she smiled.

“Both,” I said “But I’ll start with bed.”

“Then fuck me,” she said urgently. “Let me get on top. That will be easiest on your back. Then talk to me while we fuck. Tell me how you like it. Don’t be shy!” she admonished, kissing me lightly and grabbing my now stiffening prick and pumping it to full stand.

“God, yes!” I cried. “Get on me. I’m dying to feel my cock buried inside your hot little pussy!”

With that, Chaaya moved down my body, gave my erect prick a few quick sucks then straddled my thighs. Taking my throbbing dick in her hand she squatted over the head and guided it inside herself. As I entered her she shuddered and began to move herself up and down my rock hard cock, causing an incredible sensation identical to being sucked off. “I learned how to do this watching porn videos,” she giggled as she pumped away.

“Oh, my sweety, Chaaya, fuck me!” I panted. “Your cunt is so hot and tight! Fuck me, honey!” I gasped. The sensations were incredible. I reached up and grabbed her swaying tits. “I love your titties honey! They’re so big and your nipples are so hard!” I told her as I fondled and squeezed each one. “You don’t know the number of times I jacked off imagining myself here now squeezing your big tits and fucking your hot cunt!” I hoped Chaaya liked my running dialogue. She did.

“God Chris, I love it when you talk to me that way!” she panted, coming close to climaxing once again, as was I. “”Oh fuck me lover! Drive your cock deep inside me!” Oh! Oh! I’m cumming lover! Cumming again! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!”

Her words sent me over the edge and I came with her, pumping yet more cream, this time deep inside her. I had never experienced an orgasm like it. I felt completely joined to her in body, mind and spirit. When our tremors and shivers began to subside she collapsed against my chest and began sobbing with pleasure. Her hot tears dropped onto my chest as I held and caressed her, never wanting to let her go.

“Oh Chaaya, I love you so,” I murmured into her hair. “I never knew it could be like this. I am so grateful!”

And I was. Through my friendship with Chaaya, culminating in our lovemaking, I had rediscovered my manhood. For years, I realized, I had been searching for my motherly acceptance and love through relationships with selfish, indifferent and often cruel copies of her. If I could make one of these women love me I believed, I could finally love myself. I would be complete. Chaaya, through her caring and compassion, taught me what a futile quest I was on and what a real and complete woman truly was. The other women in my life, including my sad mother, had no love to give. Chaaya had it and gave it to me in abundance, freely and without condition.

“Chris, darling, this is a two way street,” she told me, wiping away her tears. “You make me feel so wanted, so sexy. After my husband died and the years passed I wondered if I would ever be pleasing to anyone again. I know we can’t have a conventional relationship…” I began to interrupt. “No. Listen to me Chris. We take this a day at a time and, no matter what else happens, we remain friends. But a conventional relationship? Be realistic. Let’s just enjoy what we have to the fullest.”

Being young, I wanted to plunge ahead into a full romance. Chaaya’s wisdom knew that wasn’t going to happen. As the days went by we grew closer and enjoyed some of the best sex of our lives. Yet at the same time Chaaya at least understood that my life was still before me and that hers was coming to a close.

In time I began to understand and appreciate the nature of my relationship with Chaaya in the way that she did. We had come into each other’s lives at a difficult time of transition and we had helped see each other through to the other side. If we tried to hang on to the sex and romance we would risk damaging or even destroying what we had so carefully created and healed in each other. Our wiser natures prevailed. Besides, Chaaya refused to have sex with me if I was seeing another girl! ‘Cheating’, of course, was not in her book.

Chaaya’s son now wanted to have her beside him in Toronto & parallel to it I had got a job at Al- Jubail city in Saudi Arabia which I reluctantly took up. That was year for which every soul on this earth was looking forward to, it was the millennium. Exactly eight years later I am still searching for a woman who was everything to me. Even today when I travel through the street where my Chaaya lived I take sometime to look around if she’s anywhere around but unfortunately there’s no sign of her. Will I get a chance to see her again only time can tell, until then send me your comments and feed backs to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ      

It crouched behind a large tool cabinet and got ready to grab Mikaela. As she rounded the corner, it leaped out, grabbing her the shoulders and pinning her to the ground. Mikaela screamed, but there was no one around to hear. She frantically thrashed her arms and legs around, trying to get free, but to no avail.

The decepticon laughed at her efforts to get free. It then extended its “tongue”, which had a razor sharp knife on the end. Mikaela trembled as it used the knife to cut her halter-top and short shorts off. It then proceeded to cut her bra and panties off, leaving her with just her boots on.

The decepticon then retracted it tongue-knife and extended two small arms with fingers on the ends and used these to alternately grab, pinch, and twist Mikaela's nipples. Even though this was happening against her will, Mikaela felt herself getting excited and her pussy getting damp.

Sensing this, the decepticon smiled and extended a long, segmented arm from its midsection. The tip of the arm was rounded, making it look almost like a weird dildo. The decepticon proceeded to thrust this arm as far as it would go into Mikaela's now soaked pussy.

When it did this, at first it caused Mikaela pain, but as the decepticon withdrew the arm and then began pounding her pussy mercilessly with it, the pain became pleasure, which soon became intense pleasure.

Soon Mikaela was screaming, “Oh,yes; oh yes, ohhh yesss!!!” and “ Yes, yes; abuse my pussy!!” As the decepticon continued to fuck her and she had orgasm after orgasm. Finally, after hours of merciless fucking, the decepticon withdrew its arm from Mikaela's very well-fucked pussy.

As it turned to leave, the decepticon said, “I am Dildar and I came to Earth for one reason; to study the human female. My first study was a great success!”

As Dildar went out the door, Mikaela breathed, “Thank-you Dildar, for the best fuck ever!” Then she wondered why no one had heard her and why no one was in the shop. Then she realized that it was Saturday and the shop was closed!

Smiling to herself, she closed and locked the garage door and locked up the rest of her business. Then she rode her motorcycle home naked, pussy juice still running down her legs and getting all over her motorcycle, and she planned to let it dry there!

When she got home, she stuck her finger in her still very wet pussy, brought it to her mouth and sucked her juices off. She decided that she was definitely not going to tell Sam or the Autobots about this new Decepticon! But maybe she would tell her girlfriends to look out for the best fuck of their life!