Once we got home from shopping I called some friends to come over and Elise left to her boyfriend’s and wouldn’t be back till about 1 in the morning. I went upstairs after Elise left and searched in her drawers. I found that she had huge D-cups compared to my b’s and some more sexy thongs. I decided to borrow one and wear it that night.

Later that night my 3 friends Sarah, (blonde hair tiny breasts and ass) Lindsey,(brown hair, a little heavier but huge breasts) and Jessie (my best friend, brown hair, small breasts like mine) came over first. We only talked for about 5 minutes when my boyfriend Matt, Sarah’s boyfriend Tony, and Jessie’s crush Greg came over. Matt brought vodka and beer over and started watching a movie. We didn’t have to worry since my parents were on a cruise for another week and Elise never comes home early, or even at all.

After the movie all 3 of the guys were totally drunk and so was Jessie. Jessie got up off the couch and told Tony to come upstairs with her. It was around midnight Sarah had to go home and she took Tony with her. Once Sarah and Tony left Matt started making out with me with lots of tongue, the way I like it. A couple minutes later I remembered that Lindsey was sitting right next to us and pulled Matt off “sorry Lindsey” I said. “Ohhh she can just get in the action with us” Matt said, he leaned in and stuck his tongue straight into her mouth. Lindsey knew this was going to be one of her only chances with Matt and she took it. They swapped spit for about 5 minutes before I pulled Lindsey away and started making out with her. Her tongue was flipping in and out of my mouth, for not having a boyfriend she was turning me on. Suddenly I heard my sister’s voice yell “what the hell” from upstairs. Lindsey and I got up and ran upstairs from the basement. Elise was standing with her arms folded. “What are they doing” Elise pointed at the kitchen table. Jessie and Greg were both completely naked and fucking on the kitchen table. “Jessie, stop” I screamed Jessie tried getting up and putting on her clothes but she was to drunk to even stand. “Were you guys drinking” Elise shouted. “Yes, please don’t tell mom and dad” I begged as I tried helping Jessie up. Elise saw I was sincere about this “ok” she said “but we’re taking everybody home now”

Everyone climbed into are parents van, Jessie sitting in front with my sister knowing that she and Greg would try screwing if they sat together. We dropped everyone off and headed home. I noticed Elise’s hair was a little messy and her tank-top fell off her shoulder and her bra was missing from before she left. “What did you do tonight” I asked. “Nothing” she said. We sat in silence for a little while. “What’s it like you have sex” I said as we pulled into the driveway. Elise turned around “what makes you think I know” she asked. “You were at a party tonight, you drank, and your bras missing” I said looking at her half naked breast. She pulled up her top and we walked into the house. “You really want to know” she said and walked up the stairs. “Yes” I begged and followed her up to her room. Elise opened the closet and pulled out a shoe box and opened it. Inside where a 10-inch vibrator, and a 10-inch strap-on. “You sure you want to know” She turned around and asked. I knew what she meant and said “yeah”. She pulled out the strap-on and pulled off her white top. Her breasts were so big and her tits were brown like mine and completely stiff also like mine. She walked over in her tight jeans and pulled off my shirt. Then she pulled off my bra and squeezed my tits together. We kissed a couple of times until she bent down and sucked on my tits. Matt had done this several times but nothing like my sister was doing. She bit on my tits a little and unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down, “is this mine” she asked. I looked to see the dark blue thong I borrowed earlier. I nodded, Elise smiled and pulled my jeans off. She stood back up and pushed me onto her bed. Elise pulled down her tight jeans, she had a sexy light green and shiny g-string. She then stepped into the strap-on and got on top of me. “Suck” she demanded. I stuck the cock in my mouth and sucked it like Matt’s cock. I grabbed her hips and sucked long and deep mouthfuls. “You’re good at his and she slightly swung her hips. After the cock was well lubricated Elise turned me around and got me in doggy style position. She pulled off the thong and she started to rub my clit. I was already soaked. Elise realized this and stuck one finger into my cunt. I moaned loudly, she then put in another one and started to fuck me with her pink painted fingernails. When she put in a third finger I thought I was going to go crazy. Elise thought I was ready and stuck the dildo into my pussy. I was being stretched and I yelled “fuck yeah keep on going”. She kept on going and broke my hymen.  “Virgin, just the way I like em” she said and started to rub my thighs. Elise got seven inches in and started to pump. I let out loud screams after every thrust. We banged for awhile until I came off the first time. I collapsed on the bed Elise pulled off her strap-on and thong. I returned the favor and licked her shaven cunt. Elise loved in and gave out similar yelling shrieks. Liquids filled my mouth as my big sis came in mouth. Minutes later Elise and I fell asleep together in her room.     

 

 

 

 

    

     Jenny and Brenda were both rather quiet girls, just a couple of years out of college  in their first real jobs.  I knew that they worked flexible hours at the same office and hoped one of them might be home at this time.

        

     When I rang the doorbell I heard movement inside and knew that I was in luck.  Jenny answered the door, and the sight of her almost knocked me off my feet.  She was wearing the smallest, tightest tank top I have ever seen, along with shorts cut off so high that I was sure her panties would show if she sat down.  She had her hair in a sexy little ponytail and she was barefoot, which I find very erotic.  I literally stood there gaping with my mouth hanging open.  Finally I found my voice.  “Hi, Jenny.”

   

     “Hi, Mr. Warren.  I’ve been meaning to call you.  C’mon in.”  She was smiling and I was pretty sure that she was amused at my reaction.  As we walked into the living room I couldn’t help noticing the lovely curve of her butt and felt a stirring in my pants.  Her perfume didn’t help, either; it was probably called “Spring Breeze” or something like that, but should have been called “Incitement to Rape.”   

   

     I was still having trouble getting thoughts to form into words.  “Uh, I was just over here doing some work and thought I’d check and see if you girls are going to be renewing your lease.”

  

     The smile disappeared.  “Well … I’m not sure.  We are having some problems right at the moment.” 

  

     “Anything I can help with?” I asked.  “You girls have been really good tenants and I’d like to keep you if I can.”

    

     “Well, I dunno, maybe we can at least talk about it.  We’d like to stay if we could.”

   

     I was pleased to see that the place was clean and neat as usual.  Jenny sat down and I sat across from her and got yet another shock.  Yes, the shorts were cut off so high that her crotch showed, but there were no panties underneath!  I was looking at a small strip of fabric that barely covered her slit and left the smoothly shaven lips in plain sight.  I could feel myself getting hard and hoped that she didn’t notice.

   

     “Well, you see, Mr. Warren, money is sorta tight for us right now.  Our company is having some financial troubles and they have cut back the hours that Brenda and I can work.  We’re working all we can, but it’s really not enough.  We’re barely getting by and the credit card bills are starting to mount up.  I think we might have to move to a cheaper place.”

   

     I was only about half listening.  My gaze was locked onto that lovely pussy right in front of me, except when it moved upwards a little and admired the beautiful titties displayed by her tank top.  Jenny is a rather small girl, about 5’ 2”, and her tits, while not large, are lovely half globes with large and prominent nipples.  By this time I was thoroughly hard and badly wanting to suck. 

   

     I yanked myself back to reality.  “I’m really sorry to hear that, Jenny.  Is there any chance that either of you might find a job with another company?”

    

     “Well, we are both looking, but not many companies are hiring right now, and so far we haven’t been able to find anything that would pay better than what we already have.”

   

     I sat there, mesmerized by her looks and not saying anything.  My mind was racing a mile a minute and I couldn’t get it away from those gorgeous tits and her sweet-looking pussy. 

   

     “Uh, Mr. Warren?  I don’t want to embarrass you, but it seems like you are staring at me.” 

   

     Oops, that brought me back to reality.  I dropped my head.  “I’m sorry, Jenny.  I apologize.  You are a very pretty girl and…well, in that outfit…you are totally stunning.”

  

  

     “Oh.”  She sat a moment and her face began to turn red.  “I sorta forgot what I’m wearing.  I have never had the nerve to wear this outside the apartment, but it makes me feel really sexy and I like to put it on in here sometimes.  If I pass a mirror, I look at myself and try to imagine what it would be like to be dressed this way in public.  Maybe sometime I’ll get up the nerve to wear it to a party.  And, well, it just feels extra naughty if I leave off the panties.  I didn’t know you were going to stop by.”    She had modestly moved her legs together, but the image of her cunt was already burned into my mind.

       

     “Well, I don’t want to embarrass you, either.  Certainly you can dress as you like in your own apartment.  Or not at all.”

   

     She dropped her head a little and grinned.  “Uh, sometimes I do wear nothing at all.  Then I really like to look at myself in the mirror.  Brenda makes fun of me for doing that.  Do you think this makes me look sexy, Mr. Warren?”

    

     “Oh, most definitely.  I have always thought you were pretty, but in that outfit you are incredibly beautiful.  I just couldn’t take my eyes off you.”

    

     “Yeah, I can see,” she said, smiling and looking at my crotch.  “That’s what this outfit is supposed to do, all right.  I wonder sometimes, though.  I don’t date much, not nearly as much as Brenda does.  But she’s not shy like I am.  She can get out and meet people.  Somehow I’m just not that way.”  Since the subject had been mentioned I took the liberty to rearrange my pants to be more comfortable.

   

     She paused and I saw a mischievous look come into her eyes.  “Would you like a really good look?”  She didn’t wait for me to answer, but jumped up and turned around very slowly, letting me savor every little detail of that lovely body in those revealing clothes.  She has the prettiest butt I have ever seen; the hips aren’t wide, but her butt  sticks out a long way in back, one of those that just begs you to take it into your two hands and massage the beautiful globes.  “Do you think this top makes my boobs look bigger?” she asked.

    

     “I don’t think your breasts need to be bigger, Jenny.  They are absolutely perfect for your build,” I told her as my dick became even harder.

   

     She smiled prettily at the compliment, looked down at her tits, paused as if debating a problem, then suddenly reached down and pulled off the tank top.  “What about now?   Still like them?”  Her smile was pure sunshine, wide and happy. 

    

     By that time the pre-cum was flowing freely and I was speechless again.  All I could do was whisper, “Wow.”  She just stood there, letting me admire those luscious orbs on her chest.  I was definitely breathing quickly, and when my eyes strayed back down to her shorts she caught me.  She stood for a long moment, pondering once again.   Obviously she made her decision, for she very slowly began to unfasten the shorts, finally letting them fall and kicking them away, and once again she turned around very slowly.

    

     She was far more beautiful than I could ever have guessed.  Not a single blemish marred that perfect body, not a mole or a scar or pimple or discoloration to be found.  I know my mouth was hanging open as I watched.  We were both quiet for a while, as she displayed her lovely body for my enjoyment. 

    

     Then she spoke.  “Mr. Warren, I need to apologize to you.  I shouldn’t have shown you my body like this.  I was sorta down this afternoon, worrying about my job and the money and maybe a little depressed and lonely, and when you looked at me like that and got hard I just had some naughty thoughts and wanted to take it a little further.  But it’s unfair to you,” she told me.  “I really didn’t consider what it would do to you.”  She paused for a moment.  “Would you like to touch me?”  She walked over in front of my chair.

    

     I looked up at her, smiling.  “Jenny, at this moment I want to do a lot more than just touch.  But it’s your choice and I’ll respect it.”  I leaned toward her and caressed her left titty, stroking it gently, lifting it a little, circling the large nipple that was still growing before my eyes.  As I did that I took the right nipple into my mouth and began to satisfy the sucking urge that it had triggered.  It was sweet and warm and I chewed gently, massaging it with my tongue.  She shuddered and stroked the titty herself, closing her eyes and biting her lip gently.  The scent of her body was intoxicating, a blend of scented soap, that lovely perfume, and warm, spicy girl-flesh.  I was getting out of control and knew it. 

   

     Meanwhile, my left hand was stroking her body, feeling her ultra-smooth skin and enjoying that wonderful flare that girls have from the waist to the hips, then fondling the gorgeous butt that I admired so much.  Predictably, though, it soon moved straight for her pussy.  The cunt area was shaved clean, with a neatly trimmed wedge of soft brown fur above it.  I caressed her pussy a minute or so, first with my open hand, then with the backs of my fingers.  I reached through and tickled the taint and pushed a finger just a tiny bit into her ass.  She jumped and inhaled sharply, but didn’t pull away.  Her breathing was becoming heavy, too, and her spicy female scent was almost narcotic.  She opened her legs wider to give me better access. 

    

     I moved back to her pussy and slid my finger up through the slit, and I could feel her anticipation as I neared her clit.  I didn’t touch it, though I felt her try to move it closer to my finger.  Instead I moved back down and gently inserted a finger into her vagina.  It was quite moist by this time and the finger slipped in easily, though the walls were very tight against it.  I moved it in and out a few times, lubricating it well and getting her cunt to relax a bit.  When I slipped it all the way in and started probing, I believe she knew that I was searching for the “G” spot, and she held very, very still in anticipation, even holding her breath. 

   

     Sometimes it’s difficult to find, but this time we were lucky.  Only a few seconds later she gasped several times and jumped, beginning to pant.  “Uh, Mr. Warren, I think we need to go to the bedroom.  Please.  Now.”  And she took my hand and led me there quickly.  I was surprised that she was so frantic, but later she told me that she had only had sex a couple of times and no guy had ever really given her sexual pleasure.  She had tasted a little today and wanted it all.    

      

     By the time we reached the bedroom she had regained a little composure.  She sat down onto the bed and stood me in front of her, loosening my pants and removing them very slowly, teasing herself and touching the bulge frequently.  She began playing with the bulge, feeling the shaft, reaching underneath to cup my balls, even sucking on the wide wet spot at the highest point and rubbing her cheek on it.  I felt her tremble and knew that she was feeling brand new sensations and luxuriating in them.  I was kneading those wonderful titties and feeling the nipples harden and extend, afraid I was going to cum and trying hard not to do that yet.

    

     Finally she slipped down my shorts and took my cock into both hands, massaging and licking it, blowing into the pee hole and wiggling her tongue in it.  I badly wanted to eat her pussy, but she was having fun and so was I, so I let her continue.  I kept thinking she might suck it, but for the longest time she just played.  She moved her fingers up and down, not really jacking me, just stroking.  She would put just the head into her mouth and wiggle her tongue around, licking my crown, sucking very gently, stroking and lifting my balls, then remove her mouth and slide my cock along her cheek.  Incredible for one so inexperienced. 

   

     This was exciting her, too.  The girl smell had become very strong and my cock was quivering,  I simply had to taste her pussy.  “Sweetheart, this is wonderful, but you smell great and I really want to taste you.  Please?”

      

     She left my dick reluctantly, giving the head another quick suck and kiss.  I almost came right then.  “Well, OK.  What do you want me to do?”

    

     “Just lie back right where you are and put your knees up.”  I was trembling as I lowered my face to her, the scent increasingly rich.  It has always amazed me how intensely exciting an aroused pussy smells.  Irresistible.  I wanted to tease her:  kiss and lick her upper thighs, gently touch my tongue to the outer lips, caress her legs and hips and tummy, kiss around her pussy, tickle her with my tongue, make her wait.  It was not to be.  I was so aroused that all I could do was to bury my face in her cunt and suck wildly.  No style at all.  I sucked and kissed her pussy, sliding my tongue up and down the slit, pushing it into her vagina as far as I could and tongue-fucking her, slurping up the juices that she was now producing in volume.  No, it was not artistic, but the way she was jumping against my face, she wasn’t inclined to be a critic.

    

     By the time I moved up to her clitty I had gathered my wits a bit and remembered to tease it some, touching my tongue all around it, flicking it very gently, trying to push her arousal as high as possible while enjoying that wonderful aroma.  Every time I touched her clit she jumped and inhaled sharply, and soon she was pushing it toward my mouth as hard as she could.  I took the cue and clamped my mouth over it, sucking hard and nipping it with my teeth. 

    

     A half minute or so of that pushed her over the edge.  “Yes.  Yes.  Yes,” she whispered over and over.  “Yessssss!” as she raised high and stayed there pushing.  I was so worked up that I was jacking myself, and as she reached that wonderful peak I let it go, too.  Probably I should have waited and let her suck me off; she would have done it, I’m sure.  But she was having such a good time that I just had to join her.  I’m glad I did it that way. 

     

     When she finally came back down to the bed I let her lie there a couple of minutes and kept my face where it was.  Truly I didn’t want to move it away from that precious flesh, and I just kept kissing it gently.  At last I slipped up to the bed and took her in my arms, laying her head on my chest and kissing her hair softly.  She put her arms around me and held me close, almost sobbing as she came back from the wonderful place where she had been. 

      

     Finally I did the one other thing I really, really wanted to do.  I turned her face up and kissed her, a soft, very long kiss, letting us share this moment to the ultimate.  When  she broke it she looked up at me.  “I don’t know what to say,” she told me.  “I don’t know why I did this, where it came from.  I feel so relaxed and happy.”

   

     “Sweetheart, I think you were just really down and needing somebody.  I happened to be the somebody, and I’m glad, too.  It was wonderful.  You are very beautiful and very sweet.”

   

     She laid her head back onto my chest and we just lay together naked and cuddled a while longer.  At last she raised her head again.  “Mr. Warren…”

      

     “Jenny,” I interrupted her, “I just finished eating you out and you did some pretty intimate things to me, too, if I remember correctly.  Maybe you should call me Rick.” 

  

     She smiled again, one of those beautiful sunny smiles.  “OK.  Rick, I’m still pretty turned on and I’d really like to do more.  Lots more.  Boy, would I!  But Brenda will be home soon and I don’t think I’m ready to share this with her.  Could we do it again sometime?”

    

     I still couldn’t believe that this lovely creature would want to indulge in such things with someone so much older, but I was not going to object.  “I’d love it.  You are very beautiful and sexy and I’d enjoy it very much.”  I hesitated a moment before the next thing, because I didn’t want it to come out the wrong way.  “And Jenny, about the lease.  You girls are good tenants and I want you to stay.  We can work out something to get you through this tough period, and I trust you to be fair with me.  OK?”

   

     She kissed me again, a sweet, light kiss.  “OK, Mr.… uh, Rick.  I’ll discuss it with Brenda and we’ll work it out.  Thanks.”

    

     We eventually agreed on a reduced rent that the girls would pay until the job situation cleared up, and then they were to pay me the back rent.  As it turned out, it was only 6 weeks or so until Brenda found another job that paid better than her old one, and Jenny was able to take most of the hours that Brenda had been working.  So the girls were solvent again.

   

     A few weeks later Jenny called me.  “Hi, Mr. Warren, it’s Jenny.”

    

     “Hi, Jenny, what’s up?”

    

     “Well, we have the back rent now and I was wondering if I could bring a check over to your house.”                         

     

     “Heck, Jenny, that’s not necessary.  You can just stick it in the mail.”

    

     “Well, uh, I’d really like to bring it by.”  Long silence.  “Uh, you see, well, I mean, I wanted to come by, anyway.”  Another long silence.  “Gosh, I’m sorta embarrassed.  You see, uh, I … was wondering … if maybe you would want to continue what happened over here.” 

       

     Oh my, that brought a rush of thoughts to my head and a rush of blood to a different area.  “Why Jenny, that would be wonderful.  I had sorta figured that you had decided against it.”

   

     “No, no, nothing like that.  I just wanted to wait til we were clear with everything else.  You know, so you could be sure I wasn’t just doing it ‘cause we didn’t have the whole rent payment.  I wouldn’t want you to think that.”

     

     “I wouldn’t have thought that, Jenny.  It was my suggestion.  When would you like to come over?”

     

     She giggled a little.  “Would this afternoon be OK?  I don’t have to work and Brenda does, so I wouldn’t have to explain why I was gone so long.”

     

     “Sure, see you then.”

   

     A jumble of thoughts raced through my mind.  I still couldn’t believe that a lovely young lady like her would want to make love with an older guy like me.  But she really seemed to want to, and who was I to argue?  I took a shower and straightened up the place a bit, and then waited like a teenager on his first date.

     

     When the doorbell rang I opened the door to a huge surprise.  Jenny was there with the check, all right, but she was dressed in the same outfit she was wearing that day at her apartment, and I could see that nothing was under it.  Again, I just stared, as my cock began to harden.

     

     “Hi Jenny.  Wow, I thought you said you could never wear that outfit in public.” 

           

      “Well, I didn’t think I could, but I felt so naughty and excited to be coming over here that I decided to be a little more naughty.”

     

     “Whew, you look just as fantastic in it this time.  Come on in.”

   

     She gave me the check and we sat down.  Finally I remembered my manners.  “Can I get you something to drink?”

   

     “No, thanks.  Uh, Mr. Warren …”

   

     “Rick.”

     

     “Rick.  We both know why I came over, and I’m a bit embarrassed, but very, very excited.  Please, can we go ahead?  I don’t need you to woo me or anything.  I want you to make love to me.”

     

     I stood up and walked over to her chair, holding out my hands to her.  In a couple of seconds I had my arms full of a warm, wonderful, sweet-smelling female bundle.  She pressed against my body and turned her face up to be kissed.  I was already just about as hard as I can get, and maybe more excited than she was.  As we kissed I felt her rubbing against my erection, stimulating herself to greater and greater heights.  Her breathing was already getting ragged, as was mine.  We kissed a long time, alternating the soft kind and the deep tongue-dueling kind, and when we broke we just looked at each other, breathless.

   

     “Wow,” she finally murmured.

     

     I stood back and looked at her, then asked softly, “Jenny?  Would you do it again?”

      

     She was puzzled for a moment, then understood and smiled.  She reached down and grasped her tank top, swiftly pulling it over her head.  “Well, how do you like them this time?” she laughed.

     

     “Ogod, Jenny, if anything they are prettier this time than last.  They’re the prettiest titties I ever saw.”  I knelt down, which put my mouth almost on a level with her tits, and began sucking the right one gently as I played with her left.  She closed her eyes and stood quietly, occasionally catching her breath or trembling gently.  Then I changed tits, giving each equal time.  She trembled more.  I moved back again and looked.

     

     She understood more quickly this time, and quickly undid the shorts and let them drop, turning slowly as she did last time to let me appreciate her whole perfect body.  It was just as perfect.  I moved my face close to her pussy and lightly slid a finger through her slit, feeling and smelling the warm wetness of a very aroused girl.  As I played at the entrance to her vagina she shuddered visibly and held her breath.  Finally she whispered, “Rick, I am so turned on.  I can’t stand it.  Please, can we go to the bedroom?”

     

     I stood, taking her into my arms and kissing her again, pressing my thoroughly inflamed erection against her.  As she reached down to touch it I took her hand and led her to the bedroom.  Undressing quickly, I laid her back on the bed and opened her legs.  Her gorgeous female treasure lay in front of me, already aroused and swollen and beckoning my tongue.  I leaned in and took a deep breath, savoring her exciting aroma, then began licking lightly all around her pubis. 

  

     “Rick, I don’t think you need to do that.  I’m ready,” she murmured.  But I thought she did need it.  I kissed all around her upper thighs and tummy, licking and blowing on her navel, then slowly, very slowly, worked my way back to the center of her arousal.  She was almost frantic, and the sheet under her was soaked with her juices.  I kissed her pussy lightly, licking the slit, then moved my tongue down to her vagina, slipping it in and wiggling.  God, she tasted nice, and I was again afraid I would cum too soon.  She was beginning to bounce and push her clit toward my mouth, and finally I allowed her to do so.  Her little button was no longer little, standing up and begging me to love it.  I put my mouth over it and sucked lightly, making it stand up even more, pushing it up and down, side to side with my tongue.  When I sucked hard and nipped lightly, she groaned loudly, and I could see her body muscles rippling in a hard orgasm.  I continued to suck and lick til she lay back again, panting, then slipped up beside her to hold and kiss her.  Ogod, a woman in orgasm, what a lovely sight!

      

     “Ready, honey?” I asked her.

   

     “Omigod, Rick, I was ready when I rang the doorbell.  You could have ripped off my clothes and had me right then.  But this is wonderful, too.  Please, I need you inside me, right now.”

     

     I reached for a condom and she stopped me.  “It’s OK; I use the pill.  Always hoping, I guess,” she giggled.

     

     I moved over her and positioned my cock at her doorway.  When I began to push, I could feel that she was very, very tight, but she was so aroused and slick that I was sliding in comfortably.  It had been a long time for me, and I was again amazed at how hot it is inside a woman.

     

     Almost halfway, she stopped me.  “Hold it just a moment, Rick.  It doesn’t hurt, but gimme just a little time to adjust.  Remember, I haven’t done this much.”  I waited til she nodded, then began sliding forward again.  As I reached the end I felt her relax, then begin to push against me.  I responded, finding her rhythm and leaning down to kiss her again.  She kept the kisses light, lots of tongue-play, but light.  Her arms and legs pulled me tightly against her. 

     

     Her rhythm was fairly slow, and I had the feeling that she was drawing this out as long as she could, savoring it with all of her senses.  After a while, though, her excitement took over and she picked up the pace, banging my body harder and harder.  I responded in kind, til I heard a constant litany of “uh, uh, uh.” 

     

     “Omigod, I think this is it, Rick.  Push hard, HARD!”  I did, and immediately felt her vaginal muscles grab my cock in a vise, milking it over and over as orgasm claimed her body.  I had wanted to cum for what seemed like hours and finally I let it happen, a glorious release, far more spurts than I knew I possessed, as we rode each other into bliss. 

     

     As it ended, she whispered, “Stay in me, Rick.  Please.  Just let me feel you there.  Kiss me.  Love me.”  I did, stroking her face and hair, kissing very lightly everywhere I could reach.  She looked so lovely and peaceful, and yes, satisfied. 

      

     We lay that way a long time, letting all our senses enjoy the moment.  After a while I felt a bit of firmness that I hadn’t expected.  She felt it, too.  “Rick?  Is that…?  Could we…?”  No question, this sweet, lovely girl was getting me hard again, much to my surprise, and I began to move inside her once more. 

     

     We didn’t do anything fancy this time, no attempt to control the pace or extend it.  This was just sex and we were moving toward our personal goals as hard as we could.  Our bodies slapped together happily.  She was still excited, and this time she reached her orgasm a minute or so before mine arrived.  It was a very satisfying explosion for each of us. 

       

     This time I rolled off soon after and lay beside her, holding her and stroking her face and body.  She was very quiet and thoughtful, and I didn’t want to disturb her.  Finally she turned to face me and asked quietly, “Rick?”  I turned to her, but didn’t say anything.  “This was wonderful, just what I hoped for, and I feel so good.  Uh, would you, maybe, be willing to do it again sometime?  Maybe not often, but sometime?  I think it was very good for me and I want to feel this way again.”

    

     Well, there could be only one answer, and I gave it to her.  That was last week and she hasn’t called yet, but I believe she will, sometime, and frankly, I can’t wait.                                    

               

My wife and I recently celebrated our 10-year anniversary. We were unable to get away for the evening, so we stayed at the house, had some drinks, and ended the night with great sex. Although the sex was amazing, it would set up a series of events that would lead to a night I will never forget.

We were pretty drunk as we walked back into our bedroom. My wife excused herself and put on a sexy see-thru outfit. She came back into the room very excited. She said, “I look hot in this outfit, almost like a stripper.” My wife had been actively working out for over a year, and has a tight little body. She is 5’-4” weighs about 105 pounds. She has 6-pack abs, a tight round ass, and 34D tits. She looked amazing in her outfit, but her newfound confidence in her body is what made the night really hot. She sucked my cock like she was a porn star and decided to strip for me before we fucked our brains out.

Since we were unable to get away during our anniversary, we had planned on spending a few days in Vegas in a couple weeks. For the next couple weeks, we talked about the fun we would have. We had amazing sex several times, and kept up with her little “stripper” fantasy.

Finally, the trip was here and we were off to Vegas. We had our first day in Vegas having a great time. We had cut loose and been drinking since boarding our plane. As the night got later, my wife said we should go to a strip club. This was very out of character for her, but a major turn-on. There was a club down the street from our hotel, so we headed for it. As we walked in the door, there was a sign stating that tomorrow night was amateur night. We watched the strippers and had some more drinks. I suggested to my wife that she could be good at that, and tried to convenience her to try the amateur night. She was very reluctant, but I said, “Look we are hundreds of miles from home. There will be no one you know, and it will be sexy as hell.”

“You really think I should?” She said.

“Yes! Come on baby. It would be incredible, and then we will go back to the hotel and fuck like crazy.” I reply.

I almost choke when I hear her actually reply. “OK, I’ll do it.” We spoke with the club and got her signed up. She had to provide her own outfits. She would get 2 songs to strip to in the first round, and then 2 for every round she advances. She can work the crowd and receive tips for the evening, including private supervised dances if she likes. Winner would receive $2000. I was very excited seeing the look on my wife’s face as she heard the rules. We stayed in the club a couple more hours, as my wife watched the stripper’s moves and thought about tomorrow. Afterwards, we walked back to our room talking about tomorrow and fucked like crazy.

The next day, my wife was pretty nervous, but determined to follow through. We went out to buy her some sexy stripper clothes, and then went drinking. She wanted to have a good buzz before taking the stage.

Finally the time arrived, and we headed to the club. She went backstage with the other girls and I took a table a couple rows back from the stage. The club was filled as the event began and there was several sexy women stripping before my wife. When her dance started, my dick got rock hard. She was seductively playing the crowd for tips. Finally, her bra came off and she was down to just her thong and heels. I noticed that there was one guy in particular sitting at the stage that kept tipping her. She began a sexy gyrating of her pussy inches from his face with only the thin fabric of her thong in the way. The guy was a tall black man with long hair and a muscular build. I can tell he was really enjoying her show and had a thing for my wife.

Finally, her dance ended and so did the first round. My wife would advance to the next round. Again, the same guy kept a strong interest in her. After her second dance, the guy motioned to speak with her. He asked her for a private dance, but she turned him down and came to my table. She told me about the proposition and that the guy looked kind of familiar. As we were sitting there, the guy came to our table. Holy crap, the guy was someone that we both used to know when we were first dating in college. His name was Josh. Josh used to have the biggest crush on my wife. It was good to see him, but quite awkward under the circumstances. Josh had been a skinny guy back in college, but had built himself up to a very muscular build. We spoke for a while longer and Josh left for his seat back at the stage. My wife ended up getting one more round, which was the finals. Again, Josh heavily tipped her to get some extra dances from her.

My wife joined me at the table, and we ordered another drink. Josh came over to the table and said, “Look it has been great seeing you guys again, and I know this is forward of me, but it was a huge turn-on seeing you dance. I will give you $1000 for a private dance.” We looked at each other and were amazed by the offer. After discussing the offer, we decided that the $1000 would be great and would pay for a good chunk of our trip. We decided that Josh would come by our suite in a couple hours for a private dance.

We left the club and headed back to the suite. I told my wife that I would leave them alone for the dance if she liked, but she would have to tell me everything. That is what she preferred.

The time came and Josh arrived. I excused myself and left the room. I pretended to leave, but actually hid around the corner and then went to the loft area of the suite. From my spot I can see the entire dance area. She had set up a chair in the middle of the room for him and asked him to sit. She turned on music and began to dance slowly around him. She was wearing a skintight micro dress with very high heels. She danced in front of him shaking her ass and teasing him with her body. Slowly, she would brush his body and even sit on his lap and then stand back up. She continued to dance, and slowly kneeled to her knees between his legs. Slowly she stood back up and lowered her dress to the floor.

Now she is dancing in just her thong, bra, and heels. She once again sits on his lap and this time grabs his hands in hers. She slides them up her legs, then up her chest and on to her tits. At this time, I find my self incredibly hard, so I pull out my cock and start stroking. She removes her hands, but lets him squeeze her tits over her bra. My cock is so hard. She stands back up and turns around to face Josh and give him a wicked smile. She runs her hands down his chest and slightly brushes his crotch area. Then I notice that Josh is very hard. It was widely known in college that Josh was very hung. From the look on my wife’s face, I see she notices his length too. He sees her looking at his bulge, and then places her hand on it. She is suddenly rubbing his cock over his pants. As she is rubbing it, I can tell she is increasing getting turned on. She wastes no time and begins removing his pants. Is this really happening right now? As his pants come off, I can see that his cock is huge. It is sticking up a good 3 inches past his waste band in his boxer briefs. My wife sees his cock and grabs on to the head. She starts stroking it while pushing down his underwear. She can barely reach her hands around it, but definitely cannot take her eyes off of it. Josh is a good 10 inches and very thick. As my wife strokes it, I can see her head slowly lowering. Slowly she starts sucking his balls as she jerks his cock. She licks her way up the shaft and places the head in her mouth. She can barely put any of it in her mouth, but is still working it like a pro. As she does this, I see Josh remove his shirt and reach down to remove my wife’s bra. As her bra falls off, her beautiful tits bounce free. Josh wastes no time in squeezing them, and begins playing with her nipples.

She stands up and says, “Do you want your tongue in my little pussy? It is so wet for you.” Josh removes her panties and starts licking her for a few minutes. “I want to fuck that huge cock of yours. I know you want to put it in this pussy. You used to dream about this moment, and I want to feel that huge cock right now. I heard about your cock and am so turned on to suck it, now I want you to fuck this pussy. Come on make my pussy cream.” My wife walks over to the couch, sits down, and spreads her legs. She looks at Josh, and slides her fingers to her pussy. Slowly she starts fingering herself, and I can see that she is actually dripping wet. Josh walks up between her, and she grabs his cock and places it in her mouth once again. She takes it out, and says, “does it turn you on that you are about to fuck your friend’s wife?”

“I am so turned on. I used to have the biggest crush on you, so seeing you up there dancing, I just knew I had to fuck you.”

My wife pulls Josh downward, so that his huge black cock is only inches from her wet pussy. She rubs the head of his cock over her pussy and moans. She does this again, and moans louder. She looks at Josh and says, “I have never cheated on my husband before, but your cock has my pussy so wet that I need you to fuck me.” Just then I see her grab his cock and begin to slide in her wet pussy. She let’s out the loudest moan I ever heard from her. Then he pulls back out. He does this once again, and again she moans. He pulls back out.

“Should I get a condom?” Josh asks.

“I want to feel all of you. You can fuck me without one if you want to. I just feel so slutty that feeling you bareback would add to it.” She answers back. With that he pushes back in her and then deep in and out of her. She is screaming in pleasure. She starts moaning, “Oooohhh Shhhhiiiittttt. IIIiiii’mmm going to cum.” She cums so hard and yells for him to fuck her more and harder. “Fuck me like a slut, give me that big cock.” This is too intense for me and I cum all over my self. It is only minutes of watching them again, that I am hard again and stroking my cock some more. My wife cums again. Josh pulls out of her and turns her around. She is now standing in front of the couch facing the wall. She bends down and grips the back of the couch. Josh enters her again. She screams with pleasure again. “Yeah fuck me from behind. You like the way my pussy feels?” Josh is fucking her very hard again and she cums once again. This next one was so intense that I can tell Josh is going to cum soon too. My wife senses it to and pulls him out and sits on the couch in front of his cock and starts jerking his massive cock in front of her open mouth. “I want to swallow your cum.” He is getting closer and final she gets his cock to explode. He starts cumming so hard, and it hits her chin. She strokes the rest of it on to her tongue and then places the head in her mouth and sucks him clean. She then takes the cum on her chin, and rubs it on her tits. What a slut. They lay there in pleasure for a moment and then Josh hurries to get dressed.

 

Duke is my dad’s friend. Well, at least a very good and dear acquaintance of his. I never really noticed Duke until my dad pointed him out to me.

 

One day when we were eating lunch, he looked out the window and pointed to a skinny guy who was rushing past the house. “You see this guy?” he asked. I was in a bad mood from a scolding that I had just received and was still sulking. “Yeah? What about him?”

 

Dad didn’t notice my attitude, but proudly continued: “That’s Duke.’ Seeing my blank expression he elaborated. “You know? The champion?”

 

“The champion of what? Apelike walk?” I found my comment extremely funny and giggled. My dad, on the other hand, was not amused.

 

“I don’t understand why you always have to be so sarcastic, Nikkie!” I achieved the desired effect. I pissed him off. “This is exactly the kind of attitude that will get you in a heap of trouble later on in life. He is the kind of person you should be looking up to!”

 

“Yeah?” I asked, trying hard to annoy him even more. “I’d rather look up to George!” I knew my dad hated any kind of mention of my step dad. He detested the fact that all three of his daughters found George to be a great guy. He was kind and generous, intelligent, funny and easy to talk to. I told George more about my life than I could ever imagine telling my dad, or even my mom.

 

We dropped the subject and I forgot all about it.

 

A few days later, I was hanging out at Mr. Dickie’s, the newest and hippest local café with an outside patio, sipping on coffee and sharing gossip with Danielle and Janie. Inevitably, the conversation turned to speculations on who was shagging who and who was going steady and all the rest of the topics, so irresistible to an eighteen-year old mind with nothing better to do.

 

It was the last of the summers that we would have together. High school was over, Janie, Danielle and the rest of the girls were going to college. I, on the other hand, have twisted my mom’s arm about being able to travel for a year before devoting time to serious studies. After months of heavy badgering from me, in a moment of weakness and with gentle persuasion from George she consented.

 

All of a sudden, Janie leaned back in her chair, waving at someone behind my back. “Hey, Duke!” she exclaimed and her face lit up with the nicest of smiles.

 

I turned around and there was Duke, the guy my dad was pointing out to me just a few days ago. He walked towards our table and Janie made the introductions. His handshake was warm and firm, revealing the strength of his body, which was evident from his well-developed arms and chest, and despite the loose t-shirt visible to an observer. He held my hand in his for a few moments longer than one normally would have and when I looked into his eyes I found him unwaveringly returning my gaze, embarrassing me. He must be over thirty, ancient really.

 

“You’re Stan’s daughter, aren’t you?” he asked and I was stunned to realize that he had noticed me at all, let alone knew who my dad was.

 

“Yeah,” I said shyly and smiled, pulling my hand out of his.

 

He stood around for a few minutes longer, chatting with Janie and then said that he had to go. As he was leaving, he looked at me and again, held my gaze long enough to make me blush.

 

When he finally wobbled off, Janie and Danielle burst into giggles. “Did you see that?” Janie nudged me.

 

“See what?” I asked, honestly oblivious to what she was hinting at.

 

“Did you see how he was looking at you, Nikkie?” joined in Danielle.

 

“Oh, please!” I said embarrassed, but delighted. “Did you see the way he walks? Like a chimpanzee!” I couldn’t help myself; his walk was just that odd.

 

“He just became a champion, you know.” Janie leaned closer. “He’s a parachuter, just came back from Germany. He won! He was in the papers and everything. Plus, he’s kind of cute!”

 

“Oh,” I nodded. Now I knew what my dad was referring to. Parachuter, big deal.

 

“He’s dating Bernadette.” Said Danielle and sighed deeply when she saw the blank expression on my face. “Oh, Nik, really! The actress!”

 

I rolled my eyes. “She’s a secretary, you bimbo. Impersonating a peasant woman in a local theatre play doesn’t make her an actress.”

 

Janie and Danielle both laughed out loud. “She’s on a crash diet now, you know.” Revealed Janie.

 

This conversation was getting more and more absurd. “No,” added Danielle, “Seriously, she is losing weight, I saw her a couple of days ago. It must be true.”

 

I shook my head, this was not very interesting.

 

“He looks funny to me.” I pointed out. “He walks funny, his nose is huge…”

 

“Yeah, but did you see those eyes?” asked Janie and I had to admit, even if just to myself, that yes, I did notice those beautiful electric blue eyes.  

 

“I can’t see why you two are drooling over him.” I said. “I thought you and Colin were an item now.” I nodded at Janie

 

“Yeah, well,” shrugged my best friend. “Doesn’t mean I can’t look, does it?”

 

We giggled again and the Duke topic was forgotten.

 

A few days later the summer was almost over and I had one class left, having flunked it, as I was too lazy to apply myself during the year. The blasted math had been giving me a headache throughout the entire high school.   I had to stop at my dad’s apartment every day after summer classes and do my homework there. A punishment for a moment of weakness when I smoked in his place, forgetting that my dad, very much against the bad habit, would smell cigarettes on me within a mile. There was a long discussion between him and my mother, besides cigarettes, they seemed to have concerns about drinking and drugs, too, which to be quite honest was ludicrous. In the small town where I grew up, one cannot sneeze without everybody knowing, let alone drink and do drugs. That’s why I smoked in my dad’s place, not out in the street.

 

On this particular day, I had just finished the grueling task of completing the calculations, which even after two months of vigorous studying seemed as complicated to me as they were on the day I flunked the class. My dad’s apartment was hot and stuffy and I had taken a shower just before leaving for home, which I shared with my mom, step dad George and my two sisters.

 

As I stepped out into the street, I blinded myself by wrapping a string of hair over my face and under my nose in order to take another whiff of shampoo that I had just used in the shower, inhaling its sweet, fruity smell. To my horror, I bumped into somebody, almost falling over like a fool.

 

A strong pair of hands grabbed my forearms and made me yelp in surprise. I brushed the hair out of my eyes and with great embarrassment noticed that the hands belonged to Duke.

 

“Hey there, missy!” he laughed and steadied me, holding onto me even after it was evident that the immediate danger of stumbling about had passed.

 

“Oh,” I gasped. “Hi, Duke.” I giggled and saw his beautiful eyes smiling at me. “I’m... ah…I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

 

“So I see.” He added and I couldn’t quite tell if he was mocking me or if his look of interest was genuine.

 

“Ah…” I felt silly. “Congratulations on your championship.”

 

He nodded and smiled. We stood there for a few moments longer, awkward silence making the situation almost unbearable.

 

“Well, I have…” I said and at the same time he opened his mouth, too: “I heard…

 

We laughed. I waved my hand for him to continue.

 

“I heard you’re about to go take a break from school?” I nodded.

 

“Yeah, I’m going to travel for a year.” I said proudly. “Well, at least I hope I can manage to do it for that long. You know, the money and stuff.”

 

He nodded seriously. Again the silence in which I wondered why I was standing here making myself feel uncomfortable ruled.

 

“I got to go now,” I finally said and bid my goodbyes.

 

I walked towards my home and he went the other way, towards the office building where he worked as an import-export rep, which was carefully explained to me by Janie a day or two before.   As I reached the corner I turned around and noticed that despite continuing to walk forward, Duke was looking back as well, staring straight at me. He waved his hand and I cursed myself for being so indiscrete.

 

As I was leaving my dad’s apartment the following day, I ran into Duke again, this time not in a literal sense. A sneaking suspicion crept inside my heart and for a moment I believed that this time meeting Duke was not accidental. Somehow, I felt that this was planned, on Duke’s part.

 

“Nikkie!” he exclaimed, startling me out of my thoughts. “Just the person I wanted to talk to.” I smiled in amazement. Duke’s attention was most welcome.

 

“Your dad told me that you’re planning to go to London first.” He said and I rolled my eyes. “Oh, come on, Nik.” He said, softly nudging his hand against my shoulder. “Your dad is not too happy with this taking-a-year-off business of yours. He’s worried sick, you know.”

 

“I know.” I said and almost added how pleased I was to be told that and have my suspicions confirmed.

 

“Well,” continued Duke undeterred. “Why don’t you come to my office and I can give you a couple of addresses of people that I know in London, friends of mine from college who moved there years ago?”

 

I was reluctant.

 

“I can also give you the names of the agencies in London, which deal in cheap flights and accommodations throughout Europe. It might come in handy, you know.”

 

I nodded and felt foolish. Of course he would just try to be kind.

 

“Why don’t you come to my office tomorrow? I’ll have the stuff ready for you.”

 

Now, I might be naïve, but I’m not stupid. I saw the way he looked at me. I didn’t really care, though. I was going to stay in this god-forsaken town for another two weeks and then I’ll be gone. Should anything happen, it would have been forgotten by the time I came back, if I ever did, and I most certainly don’t play on ever coming back.  

 

“Okay,” I nodded slowly. “I’ll come by, sure.”

 

“Why don’t you drop by in the evening, after you leave here?” Again, I agreed.

 

“Good!” He smiled and stepped closer to me, completely invading my private space and making me draw a deep breath, trying desperately not to show my discomfort. For a moment I was afraid he was going to kiss me.

 

“Your hair smells really nice.” He whispered. With that he turned around and was gone before I could say anything.

 

The rest of the day I felt like a shadow of myself. My mind raced with the speed of light, unable to concentrate on anything I saw or heard. All I could think about was meeting Duke the following day.

 

I took a long bath that evening, shaving my legs and armpits, and considering if I should shave anything more than that. In the end, I decided that taking care of my bikini line would have to do.   I was pretty certain Duke hasn’t invited me out of kindness alone, he had alternative motives and I didn’t mind. But, should anything happen between us, he will certainly realize that I was a virgin and a shaved pussy would not come across as very modest. I used my mother’s most expensive lotions, which she kept in the back of the bathroom cabinet, always admonishing us girls not to waste them. I hardly considered this a waste.

 

Duke’s whisper, telling me that my hair smelt nice kept ringing in my head, driving me half mad, my body responding to the pure thought of what was probably going to happen.

 

Just as I was about to pull on my pajama bottoms, I paused for a moment and looked at myself in the mirror. My hand cupped my breast and squeezed it lightly; I pinched my own nipple softly and closed my eyes. I hoped to god that tomorrow would be everything I expected it to be. I had been waiting for this moment for a long time and if I was to give my virginity to Duke, I wanted it to be special.

 

Special? Who was I kidding? How could sleeping with a complete stranger be special, particularly if I was to give myself to him in more ways than one? Somehow, I was aware that this was an act of desperation and that fact alone would probably not make it pleasurable. I had no boyfriend or any prospects of sleeping with a man in sight. Doing it with Duke would be very safe. He was in a serious relationship and if I didn’t want anybody to know of what had happened, I was certain it could be kept a secret.

 

My hand left the breast, sliding down my belly and between my legs where I found the bud of my womanhood and within minutes made myself shudder with pleasure. I was about to do something I knew I shouldn’t have, but also knew I absolutely would. I had made up my mind to go through with it and that was that.

 

The following day was unseasonably cold and drab; light drizzle cleaning the streets of a dirty, industrial town where I had grown up. My dad was at home when I came over to do homework and it took all my strength to be able to sit still for a couple of hours and pretend like I was studying.

 

I kept peering at the clock on the wall and a few times wondered if the battery inside was old, making the time go slower than usual.   At five o’clock sharp I closed my books and got up.

 

“I’ve got to go, dad.” I said and my father simply nodded, not lifting his gaze from the newspaper. I left the apartment acutely aware that when I return the following day, I would be a changed person. Nothing would ever be the same again.

 

I stepped out of the building and looked around as if inspecting who was about. I have not told Janie or Danielle or any of the girls about Duke. I was too reluctant in a way, one word from them might change my mind, and I really didn’t want that to happen.

 

I headed towards Duke’s office, which was in the opposite direction from my home. I walked with a determined step, clutching onto my math books, inside of me a volcano of fear and excitement. I had a feeling that people who were passing by could almost certainly hear my heartbeat. It was so strong that I could feel its steady rhythm in my neck.

 

I paused in front of the office building for a moment, aware that once I enter the front door, this will be it, no turning back. Just as I reached for the door, it opened and Duke stood there, smiling at me.

 

“Hey!” he said and my heart sped up, making my ears ring.

 

“Hello.” I replied and accepted the invitation to enter. We walked down the hall, passed a few offices with the doors wide open and to my relief they were all empty.

 

“Nobody here?” I asked innocently.

 

“No.” Duke replied. “Everybody is gone for the day.” He reached for my hand, leading me towards the end of the hall.

 

I felt his strength and hoped that my hand did not shake too much. When we got to the very last office he pointed to the door and stepped aside to let me go in first. As soon as we entered and the door was safely closed behind us, he grabbed me by the forearm and pulled me towards him. I half leaned, half stumbled against him, pressing all my weight against his body.

 

He ran his fingers through my hair and said: “Your hair always smells so nice, Nik.”

 

That statement alone gave me the courage to take the initiative and I raised my face towards his, softly pressing my lips against his. He pounced on me like a cat; leaning me against the door that we had just walked through, pressing his body against mine, running his hands through my hair, and kissing me so passionately I could hardly draw breath. I was well aware that I was still clutching the books against my body. I was so nervous, I was afraid my legs might give way.

 

With his lips completely enveloping mine and his tongue deep inside my mouth, exploring and brushing against my teeth, his eyes closed, he had enough presence of mind to reach for my books and take them out of my hands. My eyes, on the other hand were wide open, I saw his blind attempt of putting the books on an antique mantel piece that stood behind the door, and having missed it, the books heavily slammed on the floor, startling us. He broke the kiss and smiled.

 

“Sorry about that.” He said and I shrugged.

 

Duke picked up the books and carefully placed them on the stand and taking my hand, he led me towards the couch in the middle of the office. I took a moment to look around. The place looked more like a living room than an office. Heavy, old furniture was stuffing the fairly big room, huge plants boasting their greenery in the corners, paintings of seaside landscapes and boats covering the walls.

 

I half expected to see an article from the newspaper with Duke’s picture somewhere on the wall, but he obviously did not want to ruin the feel of a cozy place with his own vanity. I also noticed that the shutters on the huge windows were all closed, darkening the room.

 

Duke made me sit on the couch and with his hands pushed my legs apart, kneeling in front of me. He leaned forward and took my face in his hands, kissing me on the mouth, on the cheeks, placing a soft peck on each eye, his tongue finding its way inside my mouth.

 

Of course I was kissed by other guys before, but never this passionately. As afraid as I was of what was evidently about to come, I could feel my body respond. My stomach knotted into a tight ball, and I could feel a tingle between my legs.

 

Duke was moaning softly, one of his hands now leaving my face and working its way down my denim shirt buttons, undoing each one impatiently and with a surprising skill.

 

“Wait, wait…” I panicked and he stopped, sitting back onto his heels, the other hand joining the effort of freeing me of my shirt.

 

“What?” he gasped, giving me a wicked smile, sexy and dangerous at the same time.

 

“I’ve never…you know…” I said, knowing embarrassment was more then evident. “Well, I’ve never done this before.” I finished.

 

Duke paused for a moment, puzzled.

 

I looked around, not knowing what else to add. The dreaded feeling that he had just completely lost his interest washed over me.

 

“You mean, you never slept with a guy?” He cocked his head questioningly.

 

“No, never.” I cocked mine in response.

 

“Oh.” He said and I thought I saw a momentary disappointment on his face. I felt trapped in my own stupidity. I put myself in this position and didn’t know how to get out of it.

 

“Well,” he smiled and his whole face lit up with mischief. “We don’t really have to fuck, do we?”

 

I winced over his crudeness, nevertheless finding myself returning his smile. Having completed the task of unbuttoning my shirt, he leaned over me again and whispered in my ear. “But I do want to see what you’re hiding in here.” He said and I could feel a wave of tingles traveling from my ear straight down my body and between my legs.

 

His hand reached under my shirt and found its way under my bra, cupping my breast and pinching my nipple, in the exact same way as I had done the night before. I couldn’t help but moan and this seemed to please him.

 

Duke kissed me on my neck, causing me to shudder with pleasure. He kissed his way down my chest, pushing the shirt over my shoulders and pulling my bra over my breasts, exposing them to a man’s eyes for the first time since I was a little girl, running around the pool naked with my sisters, oblivious to the shame that would so soon become a burden of modesty to a young woman.

 

He kissed my nipple, gently biting it and making me yelp in surprise.

 

“You seem to be ready for it.” He whispered and continued to suckle on my breast as if he was a little babe. I closed my eyes and ran my hands through his mop of brown, unruly hair. I seemed to like him more with every moment.

 

Without a word of resistance from me, he sat back on his heels, taking off my shirt completely, expertly undoing my bra and sliding it off my arms.

 

“Mmm, beautiful.” He whispered and I moaned again. This was turning out to be pretty good. Of course, like every girl in anticipation of this moment I had always pictured it to be romantic, an inevitable following of a few dates, hanging out in nightclubs, probably slightly tipsy, on a soft bed, with quiet music in the background and the works. At this particular moment, though, I didn’t particularly care. He was hot, making me hot too and I was ready for anything.

 

Yet, I was not ready for him to pull away all of a sudden, stand up and point somewhere behind the couch on which I was sitting, offering his hand to me. I got up and to my great dismay noticed a makeshift pallet in the corner of the adjacent, smaller room in the back; empty of all the furniture but for the huge copying machine and several maps of the area plastered on the wall. I felt silly standing in the middle of the office, half naked and shivering with embarrassment. I crossed my arms over my breasts in a gesture of modesty and he smiled.

 

“Don’t,” he said. “They’re so beautiful, don’t hide them.” I returned a smile but kept my arms crossed. “Come.” He said and grabbed one of my hands, leading me into the other room. “Come,” he said encouragingly again. “We’ll just play a little, it’ll be okay.”

 

I followed like a lamb to the slaughter and writing this now, I still feel like that. We paused in front of the pallet and Duke gave me a hug, kissing me, and running his fingers over my back. The sensation was unfamiliar to me, but pleasurable to the point where I completely lost my head, finally returning the passionate kiss and wrapping my arms around his strong body.

 

“Yeah,” he whispered as he pulled his lips off mine, still holding me, pressing his pelvis against mine. I could feel hardness nudging the sensitive spot between my legs, the similar feeling of pleasure that I felt when playing with myself.

 

Duke stepped away from me, unzipping his pants and with virginal embarrassment, I turned away, noticing the heavy wooden door which must have lead into the hall, bordering on one side of the pallet. I panicked.

 

“What if somebody comes in?” I asked.

 

“Locked,” he responded after following my gaze to the door. “Always locked.” I sighed in relief.

 

Another wave of panic flushed over me and as if reading my mind, Duke answered. “The other door is locked, too.” I haven’t noticed him locking it up. “Besides, only a cleaning lady will come into the building, but not in here.”

 

I tried to think if I knew who was the cleaning lady of this building. It would have been just my luck that the door was not properly locked and somebody that I had known was to walk in on us. I looked back at Duke and the fear of being discovered was replaced by a shock. In a few seconds when I was freaking out over the security of the rooms we were occupying, he managed to take off all of his clothes and now stood in front me naked, but for the socks. My eyes almost popped out of my head.

 

This was the fist time I had ever seen a man completely naked, my first glance at the cock, let alone an erect one. A glance was all it took; I was too embarrassed to look longer. I turned away and again, my hands crossed over my chest.  

 

Duke stepped towards me and hugged me, caressing my hair and kissing my face, his tongue seeking out my own. He slid down in front of me, kneeling and a funny thought of how much he likes kneeling ran through my mind, making me giggle.

 

He looked back at me and grinned. The giggle was obviously taken as what it was, a sign of embarrassment rather than mockery. He unzipped my jeans and let them drop to the floor, pulling them over my feet together with the sneakers that I wore. To my great relief, he left my panties on for the time being. I felt as if I would die on the spot were he to take them off right away. This was the first time I was naked with a man and the feeling of exhilaration was still coupled with shame.

 

“Come,” Duke pulled me down to him, gently pushing me onto the pallet. I laid on my back, carefully pressing my legs together, well aware that this would turn out to be more than just a little play, like Duke pointed out earlier.

 

He lay next to me and began kissing me all over - my face, breasts, belly, working his way down my thighs to my knees, extending his arm above my waist and gently tickling my side making me shriek in laughter. “Sshh.” He said and pulled himself back up so that we lay side by side.

 

“What?” I asked innocently and giggled again.

 

“The cleaning lady is here.” That sobered me up instantly. I was ready to jump up and put on my clothes.

 

“No, no.” Duke pressed me back onto the pallet. “She won’t come in, it’s locked, remember?” I looked at him and then fearfully at the door, which was so close that I could have touched it was I to extend my arm. “We’ll just have to be quiet.” He said and buried his face into my belly.

 

His soft kisses, tongue running over my skin, gentle pinches of my nipples and firm squeezes with his hands were driving me wild. I was aware of my body being completely turned on; I could feel the wetness between my legs. Despite the fear of what was to come, I could hardly wait for it to happen.

 

Very naively I suppose, I still had a notion of romantic coupling seen on TV and read of in the books. Everything was to be passionate and gentle, beautiful and satisfying.

 

When Duke pulled my panties off I didn’t resist. His hand stroked my inner thighs and without a thought I spread my legs enough to give him a free passage. As eager as he seemed before, he took his time now. His fingers were running over my thigh to the knee and back, barely touching the skin, giving me the feeling of light electric shocks in my leg.

 

It bothered me however that he laid next to me, propped up on his elbow, staring at me without saying a word, a smug grin on his face. He must have seen what his touch was doing to me. I suppose one would not have expected a virgin to be this forthcoming, but he was driving me absolutely mad with teasing.

 

“You want to kiss my dick?” he asked all of a sudden and I almost screamed in horror. “It’s okay,’ he smiled, “You don’t have to, we can do that some other time.” His hand reached up higher on my thigh than before, only to change its course and go back down to my knee.

 

Did he really say ‘the next time’? Was there to be the next time? I wanted it to be, at least at that moment I did. If what was to come was this pleasurable, I would certainly want it to happen again.

 

Finally, his hand pushed further up my inner thigh, making me spread my legs even more and for the first time in my life, I felt somebody else’s fingers on my clitty. The feeling is almost impossible to describe and I hope I never forget it. I was already turned on and when he brushed his fingers against my pussy I yelped, trying hard to keep it to myself, but didn’t quite succeed. He placed his finger on my clitty and held it there for a few moments, still but with slight pressure applied.

 

“You like that?” he asked and I closed my eyes in shame and pleasure. “Tell me, Nikkie, please.” He whispered and the pressure on my clitty intensified. I thought I was going to cry, I felt so good. “Do you…?

 

“Yes, yes, oh yes.” I gasped and felt his finger starting to make delicate circles around my clitty, then on top of it, as if trying to circle the little bud itself. My thighs twitched and I moaned, aware that I might look silly, but not caring.

 

He kept rubbing my clitty and pressing his fingers against my pussy, kissing my neck at the same time, then tracing his tongue to my breast and suckling on my nipple, all the while his fingers between my legs never stopped working.

 

I could feel the pleasure in my belly intensifying and I could not believe that I was so close to cumming, having it done so many times by myself, but it never seemed to be this pleasurable. As if from a great distance, I remember hearing Janie’s voice explaining that it had taken her a long time before she cummed with her boyfriend. Months, I think she said.

 

Well, Janie – I thought – it won’t take months for me.

 

I was grateful that Duke didn’t try and make me touch his dick or like he asked me before take it in my mouth. I was too freaked out, yet. After all, this was my first time.

 

Just as I was certain that a few more brushes against my clitty were going to send me over the edge and into a whirlpool of pleasure such as I have not experienced before, Duke pulled his hand away and to my disappointment and anticipation, but still terror, knelt between my legs, hooking his arms under my knees and driving them up, so that they were almost pressed against my belly.

 

He didn’t say anything this time, his face serious with concentration over what he was doing. I finally gathered the courage to look at his dick again and it appeared funny to me. The sight of its purplish head almost made me burst into laughter. Until, that is, I felt it press against the entrance of my pussy, which by that time was well lubed with my own juices.

 

I wanted to ask him to please continue with what he was doing before. I thought maybe I should tell him how close I was to cumming, but the inexperience had made me keep quiet in embarrassment.   Having positioned himself, Duke looked in my eyes and slowly pushed forward. The unfamiliar feeling of an intruder entering my body made me squirm.

 

Janie told me that the first time usually hurts; sometimes a lot, but I felt no pain yet. Duke paused a little and pushed in farther. I could see the sweat beads gathering on his forehead. Then he shoved in deeper and the first pain in my stomach made me grab his arms, and jump up as if trying to squirm from under him and sit up.

 

I think he must have anticipated that and he lay on top of me, his belly against mine, his arms pushing my legs horizontally on my body, opening me up completely. He pushed in again and the pain became more pronounced, intensifying each time he shoved, until I thought I couldn’t take it anymore.

 

“Please stop!” I gasped, but Duke kept pushing deeper, now holding onto my arms as if trying to pull himself all the way inside of me. The searing pain of his dick entering my virgin pussy was incredible. Suddenly, I felt as if something inside me had snapped and I couldn’t keep quiet. I didn’t scream off the top of my lungs as I wanted to, but the groan was loud and if anybody was listening, they must have heard it.  

 

“Stop, stop!” I begged and he stopped but didn’t pull out.

 

“It’s all the way in, now, sweetheart.” He whispered, gently kissing me on the lips. I didn’t want to be kissed. “It’s going to get better, you’ll see.” He said and I seriously doubted that this pain would simply go away. “It’s alright, I can wait.” He said.

 

I didn’t want him to wait. I wanted him to pull out and let me go.

 

After a few moments he started pumping in and out very gently, his movements barely visible to an eye, but to my pussy, each one seemed like an assault with a thick bat. The burning pain traveled into my belly and I cringed, trying hard not to start crying.

 

He was wrong. It did not get any better. He was fucking me softly for what seemed like an hour to me, although I’m certain it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes.

 

“Be careful.” I said. If I couldn’t get him to stop, I hoped I could at least make sure he didn’t cum inside me. How foolish not to use a condom. Again, by Janie’s instructions, I didn’t even think of a condom. She told me that the first time with a condom is an absolute agony. How much more of an agony than this could it be, I couldn’t imagine.

 

“Oh, baby,” he whispered and started pumping in and out more forcefully, the pain in my stomach still beyond anything I imagined.

 

All of a sudden I heard something bang against the door where we lay, just inches from my face. My eyes popped in horror and I looked at Duke, ready to become completely hysterical.

 

He shook his head and pouted his lips in a quiet ‘sshh’, his pelvis not missing a beat. I could not believe the situation I have gotten myself into. Here I was, in an office of all places, laying on the blanket, in the process of losing my virginity to someone I cared absolutely nothing about, which I’m sure was the case with Duke as well, and a cleaning woman was banging her broom against the door, hopefully oblivious of what was going on the other side.

 

After a couple of additional fairly forceful bangs, I heard her footsteps moving away from the door, farther down the hall. I sighed in relief, but just for a moment. As I looked at Duke, I saw a satisfied grin on his face. “I thought she’d never leave.” He whispered and despite the pain and discomfort I smiled back.

 

 

“Cos,” he continued and I could feel his grip on my arms tighten. “I’m ready to cum, baby!” With that, his pumping intensified, turning into forceful rammings, oblivious to my whimpering and squirming, trying to see it through, terrified at the length of time it was taking him to finish.

 

I freed my arms and pressed against his chest as if to shove him off. I tighten up my body, as if trying to push the invasive dick out of my sore pussy and this seemed to fire Duke up even more. “Yeah,” he gasped, “That’s right, squeeze me!” he said fucking me hard now, each thrust causing me a new wave of burning pain. “Squeeze my dick, Nikkie!” he kept on and I kept trying to push him out while he continued the assault on my tender part.

 

The weirdest thing was that despite the pain, it felt good. With each thrust deeper inside, his pelvis pressed against my clitty, giving me pleasure despite the hopeless situation and an understanding that I would not achieve the peak that I almost did before he entered me.

 

I looked at him and his face was almost as purple as his dick’s head was when I saw him naked. The veins on his forehead and neck were popping out, he was sweaty, his eyes shut, his mouth slightly open with the tongue pressed against the upper lip. He was a handsome man, but seeing him at that particular moment, he looked completely different, pleasurable intoxication making his face ugly.

 

In my inexperience I couldn’t quite tell when he was cumming and didn’t moan about being careful, again. I didn’t think he could fuck me any harder, but the last few thrusts were so powerful, he moved us both up on the blanket, scraping my back against the rough material. His body surged forward and his chest swayed in front of my face. Determined to return some of the pain that he was causing me, I sucked onto his erect nipple and bit down harder than I meant to, causing him to yell out in pain, his dick completely buried inside of me, Duke still pumping without pulling out now. I could feel the throbbing of his dick, as he was cumming, his body shuddering in a wave of pleasure, a deep groan escaping his throat.

 

For a few moments afterwards, he remained still between my legs, his upper body supported on his hands, his muscular chest above me. I could feel him relax, his face smoothed over, the redness slowly dissipating.

 

As if he had only just realized I was there he looked down at me and smiled. I didn’t feel like smiling. He slowly pulled out, which again caused a burning sensation inside my pussy, but not as bad as before.

 

“Did I hurt you?” he asked and lifted his body off mine, laying next to me. I could feel his cum oozing out of me and the feeling was uncomfortable. I meant to tell him that he was supposed to be careful and not cum inside, but I couldn’t be bothered. It wouldn’t make any difference. I quietly hoped that the saying of the first fuck not resulting in pregnancy was true.  

 

I felt cold and dirty. I didn’t want to lie around and cuddle and I got the feeling Duke felt the same. I sat up and he handed me a small towel to wipe myself off. With that gesture I realized that this was all planned. The pallet was deliberately spread out for me. Duke telling me that we didn’t have to fuck, just play around a bit was bullshit and I fell for it. I had no one to blame but myself.

 

I quietly wiped myself off, noticing traces of blood mixed with his sperm. I got up and dressed and Duke did the same. While he was pulling his clothes on, he did not look at me once. Only when I was all dressed and ready to go, walking towards the entrance, he came after me. “Wait, wait.” He said and hugged me. Despite the bad experience that I had just had, I was grateful for that hug.

 

He leaned over and kissed me, gently like a lover, and I loved him for it.

 

That happened a week ago. I had my final exam yesterday and hope that I will pass, I won’t get the results until tomorrow. I haven’t seen Duke since the day in his office and I’m not looking forward to seeing him again. Each time I leave my dad’s apartment I am careful to check the street before I step out.

 

I’m glad I did it and then again, I’m not. I probably should have waited. I finally told Janie yesterday and she seemed disappointed. I didn’t know she had fancied him and she didn’t tell me so, but I could gather from her reaction. Well, I can’t help it now. I’m leaving for London on Sunday and I’m excited. Duke never gave me any of the addresses that he promised and I didn’t ask. I think I might be better off without them, anyway.

 

- - -

 

I sat still for a while after I finished reading the entry. I was amazed at my immaturity and saddened over what had happened, or what I had allowed to happen. It had been so long ago. I hardly ever think of Duke any more. Janie and the others never mention him in their letters or phone calls, and for all I know he could be dead. I wouldn’t care one way or the other.

 

A deep sigh escaped me and I became aware that during my reading all members of my little animal family have come into the patio room and were now lying around me. I was grateful for that. If I had gotten pregnant by Duke, my life might have been much different. I liked it better this way.

A few days ago, a new care assistant, Sue, had started working at the home. She was about 21yrs old, 5' 3" tall, nice slim legs, long blonde hair, and a big bust. The sort of girl that could give a eunich a hard on. Arthur had been aroused by her the night she gave him his medication. As she leaned over him, her breasts so close to his face, Arthur had become aroused. His big bulge quite obvious beneath the sheets. The young lady looked at Arthur's bulge, then turned to his face and smiled. Arthur may have been old, but he knew the signs of lust. And this girl wanted to be fucked. He just knew it.

One morning, as both Arthur and Nigel awoke, Arthur decided to have a conversation with Nigel. "Listen" said Arthur, "One night soon, I'm gonna fuck the ass off that young, hot assistant. And it's going to have to be in this room, so either you fall asleep quickly, or you see eveything. Either way, just keep your fucking mouth shut!!"

"Hey" said Nigel, "You think I give a shit?. I've seen the look on that sluts face. She's just itching to be fucked, I just wish I could do it myself. I am however impotent, but hell, I want to see her in action!!"

"So, what are you saying?" asked Arthur. "Well" replied Nigel, "You grab her, and I will grab her, and we will have some fun!!" "Excellent" replied Arthur, "But remember, if the shit hits the fan, we don't know anything. We both have dementia, ok?"

The next morning seemed to last an eternity. The day went so slowly. Arthur and Nigel smiled at each other, knowing that this night would be fun for the both of them. Arthur became erect at the thought of the forthcoming events.

At 19.00hrs, the gorgeous assistant started work as usual. All the residents of the care home were sent to bed. All that remained was for the assistants to administer the evening medication, then the rest of the shift would be easy. For some reason, Arthur and Nigel were the last people to be administered their medication. As usual Sue entered Arthur and Nigel's room. Approaching Arthur, she smiled and leaned over him as usual, her breasts in his face. Looking down at his crotch, she saw the bulge that always greeted her, and she looked him in the eyes and smiled. Instead of opening his mouth to receive the medication, Arthur just looked at her. Without warning, a sudden jolt from behind had her face down on Arthur's bed.

Nigel had jumped her from behind, and he was holding her down, and had placed his hand across her mouth. Without hesitation, Arthur scrambled out of the bed. Arthur ordered Nigel to turn her over, so she was on her back. Once in this position, Arthur ripped eagerly at her top. Tearing it open, Arthur could see her breasts cupped in the constraints of her bra. Arthur tugged at her bra, releasing her big, pendulous tits from their prison. Once free, Arthur had an overwhelming urge to suck them, his mouth and tongue went to work, soon her nipples had grown hard, and he looked her in the eye. She was not in fear. She was watching him, waiting for him to make his next move. She was grinning seductively, urging him on with her smile.

Arthur could barely contain himself. Even Nigel came in on the act. Grabbing at her big tits, poking his tongue in her mouth, to which she responded. He kissed the young woman with intense passion. Taking his tongue out of her mouth, he moved down to her big tits.. Taking one in his mouth, he sucked and nibbled on her nipple, drawing it out, while Arthur sucked on her other breast. Oh, how he loved the feel of young tit in his mouth. Arthur stripped of his PJ bottoms, revealing a long and hard cock. Sue looked at it, and licked her lips. An obvious invite to put his cock in her mouth? Arthur climbed onto the bed, got astride her head. Her mouth opened, hungry for his big cock. Sue seemed desperate to get that shaft in her mouth. Once in, Sue sucked as though her life depended on it. Arthur had to think unsexy thoughts to stop himself from cumming. Nigel released his grip on her, and clambered down the bed. Pulling up her skirt and opening her thighs, Nigel pulled aside her panties, revealing her slit. Spreading the folds of her flesh with his fingers, Nigel found her clitoris, and began to tongue it. Sue loved the feeling of this old mans tongue on her clit. It was heaven. She could feel the signs of an orgasm approaching. She came, releasing a quantity of fluid into the old mans mouth. Nigel was exstatic. He wanted more of her juices, so he continued to lick her, his tongue entering the young womans hole.

Sue carried on sucking Arthur. He was pumping her mouth now. Furiously. His hands wandered over her young tits, tweaked her big hard nipples. This sent Sue wild, her sucking became more intense. She took the shaft out of her mouth, and ran her tongue all over the head of his cock. A small amount of precum emerged from his dick, and Sue eagerly licked it up, relishing the taste of his old cum.

Sue ordered Arthur to sit on her belly. Arthur obeyed. Once in position, Sue grabbed his cock, and placed it between her big tits. Wrapping her glorious boobs around his shaft, she furiously started to tit fuck him. Arthur really enjoyed this. He grabbed her tits, and started pumping his shaft between them. As the head of his cock got nearer to her mouth, Sue stuck out her tongue, so his head would rub over it, and occasionaly she managed to get the head inside her mouth. This bitch was one dirty slut, he thought.

Meanwhile, Nigel continued to tongue her. Her cunt was really wet now, he couldn't believe how juicy she was. He manouvered his tongue from her open hole, to her clitoris. Lapping up all of her womanly honey. Her legs started to shudder, Nigel knew she was cumming again. He placed his mouth over her hole, intent on catching all the cum that would flow out. With one final gasp from Sue, her whole body shuddered, and her juice was released. Nigel could feel it in his mouth, and eagerly swallowed it down.

Arthur was still enjoying tit fucking this slut. Releasing his cock from between her tits, Arthur kneeled forward, and pointed his weapon at her mouth. Sue took it in and began to suck. Arthur could now feel the familiar signs of an orgasm approaching.. He needed to cum. But where? Should he ejaculate in her mouth, or should he come all over these big, glorious tits?

Time was running out. Sue would be needed to be seen by the other assistants soon, or they would come looking for her. Nigel had emerged from her thighs now, covered in sticky traces of love juice. It was time for Arthur to cum. Seeing Sue's mouth bobbing up and down his penis was now too much for him. Feeling he was about to cum, Arthur relesed his cock from her mouth, aimed at her tits, and shot his load all over them.. Long hot streams of cum blasted her tits. It dribbled down them, and covered her nipples. Sue moaned excitedley. Her hands proceeded to rub the cum into her big breasts. Arthur watched, and this excited him more, and a second stream of hot cum erupted from his cock, which landed over her lips and chin. Her tongue came out and lapped the love juice up. Arthurs cock was now spent, and he clambered off her.

Sue calmly got off the bed, wiped herself down with a towel, smiled at the gentlemen, adjusted her uniform, and walked away. She had enjoyed herself!! Dirty bitch!!

Arthur and Nigel looked at each other and exchanged smiles. They both knew that the fun had only just begun. This slut was a real whore, and Arthur knew he would be fucking her again, sometime real soon. Perhaps being in a nursing home wasn't so bad after all.

On one of our outings William and I had passed a small night spot not too far from our home called simply ‘My Place’.  It looked interesting but we didn’t want to be too close to home when we played our games.  Well, I didn’t want to go too far from home by myself and, truthfully, this place didn’t look like a place anyone we knew would frequent.  I decided to wear one of my business suits with a white, sleeveless, tight, turtle neck top of very thin fabric (not quite sheer but close) under the jacket, no bra, short skirt, but not too short, panties, stay up stockings and pumps with moderately high heels.  The swell of my breasts was visible through the wide openings of the arm holes of my top and the shadow of my nipples were visible through the light fabric.  I was especially careful with my makeup – not too heavy but a little light blue eye shadow, some color for my cheeks, and pale pink lipstick.  I had been out with William wearing a lot less clothes and a lot more makeup but, by myself, I didn’t want to be too daring.  I had only a vague idea of what I would do when I got there.  I didn’t know what the place would look like inside.  I decided that if it didn’t look or feel right I would just turn around and leave. 

I arrived about 10:00 PM, walked through the front door and looked around.  It was dark with low level indirect lighting, a juke box or music system of some sort playing quietly in the background.  As my eyes adjusted to the dim interior I could make out a dance floor with a few small tables surrounding it.  The décor inside was nice, much nicer than one would expect from seeing from the outside.  From the back of the room a horseshoe shaped bar protruded.  The place wasn’t crowded but I could see several of the tables were occupied and 4 or 5 seats at the bar were taken.  Since I was by myself I chose a space close to the end of the bar with a couple of vacant seats on either side of me.  The bartender came my way, asked what I would like.  I ordered a glass of white wine and placed my purse on the bar in front of me.  As I waited for my wine I noticed several couples dancing on the small dance floor to a slow country/western tune.  I looked down the bar at the others sitting there.  Most were men and, now that my eyes had fully adjusted, noticed that all were black.  Uh-oh.  Had I made a mistake in coming here after all.  Was this a de facto blacks only place.  No – one of the couples dancing was white.  I relaxed a little more and in my peripheral vision could tell that I was being observed by a few of the men down the bar from me.  It was warm at the bar and I decided to remove my jacket.  The stools at the bar had chair back seats that swiveled around and I hung my jacket on the back of the seat.  I took a cigarette out the pack from my purse, placed it in my mouth and fumbled for my lighter. 

“Let me get that”, a voice beside me said as I felt someone slide onto the seat next to me.  He offered a light for my cigarette.  Surprised, I accepted the light and turned to see who now sat beside me.

“Thanks”, I said, a little breathlessly.  I was looking at an extremely attractive black man, close cropped black hair,  tall and well built.  His voice was so soft and his manner so friendly I didn’t feel threatened at all.  “You sort of snuck up on me there”, I smiled. 

“Well, didn’t mean to surprise you but it’s my business to make sure all attractive ladies in this place are taken care of properly.”  He smiled at me and I saw perfect white teeth in a beautiful chocolate face.  I mean – he was really a nice looking guy.  Shivers went up and down my spine as I tried to compose myself.  My wine came and the bartender asked if I wanted to run a tab.  I replied that I did and took a small sip of the wine. 

“You know those things will kill you”, he said, pointing to my cigarette lying in the ash tray between us. 

“I know”, I said, “I’m going to quit again one of these days, but not tonight”.  Sitting there without my jacket on, I could tell my nipples were rigid and very apparent through the tight material of my top.  He smiled that smile again and said  “I know how that is.  I quit a hundred times before I finally quit for good.” That smile was infectious. 

“So tell me – what brings a good looking lady like you out to a place like this all by your lonesome?” 

“Well,” I replied, “My husband had a  business appointment and I wanted to go out, and since he couldn’t take me, I just decided to go on my own.”  Did that sound too naïve?  Yes, probably.  He smiled again.

“So, you’re married.  Not in business for yourself are you?” he asked.  What? Business for myself? 

“Noooo”, I slowly answered, “I’m not sure I know what you mean ‘business for myself’”.

“Please, I don’t mean to offend you and you don’t look like a professional but I don’t allow solicitation in here and I need to make sure.  That’s all I meant.  Again I apologize if I offended you in any way.” 

“Oh, Jeeze, you thought I might be a – a hooker?” I said, my mouth hanging open.  “But I guess I can see how you might thinks so.  I mean I am alone and at the bar and probably look like I needed company.  Well, I may need company, but not that kind right now”,  I said looking into my wine glass and taking another, longer sip.

“You are obviously not a street walker.  We do get a few of those in here from time to time but after talking with you I don’t think you’re that type”, he said with emphasis on ‘that type’. He smiled again, his expression saying ‘but I know your type’.  I marveled at how easy it was to talk to him.  We were sitting with our seats swiveled to face each other and my skirt had ridden up a little and I was showing a lot of leg.  But my legs were primly together and I tried to be the picture of innocence.  I don’t think I succeeded.  

“My name is Rashad”, he said softly as he placed his hand on my knee and leaned closer.  “I own this place and want all my customers to feel at home here.  Especially ladies that look as good as you.  What’s your name if you don’t mind telling me”.

I felt myself get wet.  I know I was blushing but hopefully the dim lighting hid that.  “I - I’m Kelley”, I stammered.  He didn’t move his hand and I could feel it’s heat through my stocking clad leg.  “Thanks for the compliment”.  I finished my wine and Rashad signaled the bartender and asked for two more glasses of wine.

“Do you mind if we talk a bit”, he asked. “I think I need to get to know you better” he said as his hand did move just a bit, rubbing up my thigh from my knee, just a few inches, then back again. 

He continued to rub slowly as I replied, “No, I wouldn’t mind.  I think you’re a nice guy and I think I might like to get to know you a little better too.”  Did I say that, to a man I had just met who had his hand on my leg?  I was getting hotter and hotter here by the minute and didn’t know where this was going, but didn’t want it to stop just yet.  He moved his seat just a bit closer and as our wine came he began stroking my arm in a sensual fashion, slowly and with just the slightest touch, from shoulder to elbow and back.  The bartender seemed to ignore both of us, but as he left the wine and moved back down the bar I saw a smile playing on his lips. 

“So, Kelley girl, tell me about yourself”.  And I did.  To this day am surprised at how he gained my confidence and I just told him everything about my life, my marriage, eventually even telling him about William and our outings and my exhibitionist tendencies.  He just smiled at me a lot and encouraged me to open up.  Sometimes I wonder if he didn’t somehow hypnotize me to get me to tell him so much, but I really just think he instilled such trust that I felt no threat at all in answering the occasional question that kept me talking.  As we talked his hands moved to my waist and he began to rub up and down from waist to where the swell of my breast was exposed beneath my underarm.  When I wound down, and finished my tale with “and that’s how I ended up here.  I don’t think I am ready for an extramarital affair but the thought is there and it intrigues me.”  I was silent and stared at my wine.  I picked it up and drank the half full glass in one gulp.  “God, how did I manage to tell you all that.  You should be a therapist.  In fact I doubt I would have told a therapist as much as I’ve told you.” 

He smiled that damned smile again, and I found myself melting as his hand lingered, now on my chest under my left breast.  His hand moved slowly upward to cup it softly, rubbing in a slow circular motion.  My eyes closed and I took small jerky breaths.  “Please”, I said.  “I don’t think I’m ready for this yet.  Tell me about yourself now.  I - I don’t know anything about you yet,”  I stammered.   I looked around to see if we were being watched.  No one was watching that I could see. 

He continued to massage my breast through my top for a few more seconds, then moved his hand to my lap.  Now rubbing the top of my thigh, again slowly and softly, he said, “Kelley, you don’t know it yet but you are going to get to know me a lot better I think.  I think I know you pretty well now and I think --- well.  You have taken it this far on your own and, I hope, realize that you don’t need William to protect you.  At least not from me.  I know you’re not ready tonight, but I hope you will be back.   In fact I will expect you back – what did you say William’s schedule was – rounds every Wednesday?”  I nodded mutely. 

“From what you tell me of William, I think he might enjoy taking your games to the next level, and then perhaps to another level beyond that,” he said as I looked at him with a confused expression. 

“What do you mean ‘the next level’,” I asked.  His hands were moving higher and higher, pushing my skirt up so that my panties were visible between my legs.

“Well, you said your games consisted mainly of you being simply an exhibitionist, correct?” I nodded.  “And you never really got involved with any other men other than letting them look, right?”  Again I nodded.  “The next level, Kelley girl, is to let William see you with another man – no, no.  I don’t mean have sex with another man – at least not yet,” he chuckled.  “I think the next time you go out to play your little games you should go to a place called the ‘Shadow Lounge’.  Know where that is?”  I nodded again.  “I can guarantee that a nice looking guy will come over and ask you to dance.  You should accept the invitation and give William a nice show with this guy.  Dance real close, let him have some liberal gropes of your ass and – what ever other places might be available.  Once you start to dance with this guy, just do what feels right.” 

His hands had been moving on me the entire time he was telling me this.  He had pushed my legs apart so he could rub the inside of my thigh.  As he finished talking, he let his hand brush against the front of my panties.  He rubbed up and down a few times and I know he felt my wetness.

“How do you know a guy will ask me to dance?”  I asked.

“Leave that to me.  No, it won’t be me but I’ll ask one of my friends to do it.  Don’t worry, he’s completely trustworthy and you needn’t worry that he would cause any trouble.  The whole idea will be to see how William reacts to this situation.  Do we have a deal?”  he asked. 

I nodded, this time managing a strangled “Y – Yes.  I think so.  I guess I will know for sure Saturday.  When we go out, playing games, that’s usually the night. Right now I think I will, but I don’t know how I’ll feel when you stop touching me.”

“Just remember me, and maybe you’ll know it’s right for you to do this.  You wanted to spice things up, didn’t you.  What better way, hmm?” 

I was so flustered, I pulled away and turned back to the bar.  “I really think I should go now,” I said, slowly and shakily standing.

“Sure, Kelley,” he said as we both stood.  He reached behind my head and gently pulled our faces together.  I couldn’t move my eyes from that mouth, the one with the captivating smile, as he kissed me.  I opened my mouth and he kissed me deeper than I have ever been kissed before.  As we broke apart I almost forgot to breathe.  I finally sucked in a deep breath in a very unladylike gasp.  He smiled again and said.  “Hope to see you back here in a week, Kelley girl.  After we see how William takes this next level” 

Dumbly I nodded and gathered my things.  I fumbled in my purse for money to pay my tab.  “Forget it, Kelley girl.  This night is on me.  It has been a pleasure to talk with you and I will look forward to our next meeting.”  With that he turned and walked through a door at the back of the bar. 

I picked up my jacket and put it on, gathered my things and left on unsteady feet.

As I walked to my car I was very aware that I was as wet between my legs as I had ever been.  I got in the car and immediately removed my panties.  With my skirt up around my waist I let my juices lubricate the seat beneath me.  I drove straight home, feeling the vibration of the car, thinking of Rashad,  remembering his soft touch, that smile, and his oh, so soft voice.  Once inside the house I stumbled to the bedroom,  removed all my clothes and, with memories of Rashad’s touch on my skin, masturbated to an earth shattering climax.  It took all of three minutes and afterwards I was glowing.  Damn, it felt good.  I showered, masturbated again, then to bed and to sleep, exhausted, to dream of this beautiful black man with the smile and soft touch.

When William arrived home Thursday evening, I was dressed a tank top and a pair of short shorts that I know he likes.  I met him with a hug and a sensual kiss that surprised even me.  Perhaps I was feeling a little guilty but mostly I was just horny as hell.  I needed sex after my night out.  I whispered in his ear “I want you, right now”, licked his ear, then took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom.  I began by undressing him, then, kneeling before him, I took him in my mouth.  I sucked and laved my tongue around his dick as he became fully erect.  He was moaning and humping my mouth.  William’s cock is only around 8 inches long but is fairly thick.  Certainly not record breaking size but decent.  I took him all the way into my mouth,  the tip of his cock banging the back of my throat.  He loves it when I deep throat him.  At least that’s what he considers it.  I have since found new meaning to the term deep throat.  But that night I just wanted sex however it came, and William was my only alternative at the time.  I couldn’t complain I guess.  Not that night anyway.  He satisfied me completely.  We did it in every position, 69 which I love, doggy style, missionary position, me on top, facing him, with my back to him and him playing with my breasts.  William surprised me with his stamina as we fucked each other to exhaustion.  I will always be grateful to the gods that gave women the ability to have multiple orgasms.  I must have climaxed a dozen times that evening.  We forgot about dinner and ended going to sleep in each others arms.  In my life, to that point, that was the best sex I had ever had.  And I knew I loved William for his consideration and abilities as my lover.  Of course I know now that his abilities pale in comparison to some others I have known since.  But William remains my anchor, my home that I think I will always be able to return to.  Even when I say things to him that I know humiliate and degrade him, I know he will always be there for me.  He is now just as hooked on this lifestyle as I am.  And, though I know it sounds corny, and under the circumstances, hard to believe, on some level, there is still love between us.

William left for the office around 7:00 the next morning.  I feigned sleep until he left.  As he left the bedroom he leaned over and kissed me on the forehead.  I almost cried.  I knew what I was going to do next Wednesday and felt guilty already, but couldn’t get Rashad out of my mind. 

Friday night when William arrived home - I was distant.  I told him I didn’t feel well, that he had sapped all my energy the night before.  Saturday came and he suggested going out and play a game or two.

I agreed, thinking ‘he wants a game – well that’s what he’s going to get.’  With one of my standard outfits on, and with no panties, I left with William around 8:00.  We drove right by Rashad’s place and I, nonchalantly I thought, commented that it looked like an interesting place and that we should maybe try it sometime.  William dismissed the idea.  The place was too close to home.  We had decided, at my suggestion, to go to the ‘Shadow Lounge’.  We arrived there about 45 minutes after leaving home.  We went through our usual routine with me flashing my bare crotch as I slid into our booth, taking off my jacket and, with the top I had on, making it obvious that I wore no bra.  We danced to a few slow songs with William holding my ass as I sensuously ground my pelvis into him.  In the middle of the second dance with William, I glanced at the bar and saw Rashad sitting there watching us.  He was with another guy and he smiled and nodded as he saw me recognize him.  He said something to his friend as he turned away.  As the song ended, I stumbled and William caught me “Anything wrong, Kelley?” he asked. 

“No,” I said, “just a little turned on after that dance.”  We sat back down.  I know my face was flushed, from the hot dancing we had been doing, and knowing what was probably going to happen soon.  I dropped my hand to my lap and, holding William’s gaze, slowly pulled my skirt up and dipped my hand between my legs.  I spread them apart and, with my fingers, opened my pussy lips and inserted a finger.  I closed my eyes, knowing that he couldn’t see what I was doing, but the guys at the bar could.

“Kelley, are you doing what I think you are doing?” William whispered.  I opened my eyes and nodded, grinning. 

“What do you think I’m doing William?” I asked with an innocent expression, continuing to play with myself.  I noticed Rashad bend over and say something to his friend, then saw him start to make his way to our booth.  I pulled my hand from under the table and closed my legs, primly.  Then, looking at William, licked my fingers. 

The guy was black, big and well built.  Not bad looking, but no Rashad.  He approached our booth and, looking directly at me, said “Pretty lady, would you like to dance?”  A slow song had come on the sound system.  I looked at William, and before he could say anything, said “Sure, why not,” and got up.  As I was led to the dance floor, I looked at William over my shoulder.  He was sitting there with an astonished grin on his face, which made me all the more certain I could do this.  If he didn’t care, well, depending on what this guy would do, I’d give him a show. 

As we started to dance the guy put both arms around me, pulling me close.  My arms, with nowhere else to go, went under his arms around his back.  With his mouth close to my ear, he whispered, “I’m Mike, you’re Kelley, right? “  I nodded, my face pressed into the hollow of his neck.

“We’re gonna have some fun tonight!” he chuckled. I grinned as we slowly turned around the floor.  His hand moved lower, down my back, pressed my hips into him.  I didn’t resist, just moved with him.  As the music played, he turned my back to our booth, so William could see what he was doing.  He moved his hand lower, massaged my ass a little and pulled me tighter against him.  I could feel the start of his erection pressing just below my stomach.  I moved against him and felt myself getting wetter.  As the music played he swirled me around and dipped me backwards.  I wasn’t ready for it and sort of stumbled a little but he held me, his left hand now behind me, supporting me and his right hand on my ass.  As he raised me up his right hand slid down my left leg, pulling it up.  As my leg was raised, his hand moved to behind my knee, and he raised my leg further, so that my thigh was roughly parallel to the floor, my leg dangling straight down from the knee.  In this position, my skirt had slid up, barely covering my ass, my bare crotch against him. 

“Hook your leg around my leg.” He whispered in my ear.  I did and he moved his hand to my ass again.  We were right next to our booth and my back was to William, and I knew that he could see what was happening.  We were barely moving on the dance floor.  With my skirt hiked up Mike moved his hand to cup both ass cheeks and I could feel his fingers probing between them.  He pulled my left cheek upward and I knew my glistening pussy was open to William’s view.  Then Mike moved his hand lower and actually inserted a finger in me from behind.  Then I felt more fingers fill me. It felt wonderful and I almost lost it.  I humped against him with one leg wrapped around him and his hand supporting me upright.  His fingers moved in and out of me, Somehow one long finger reached further, rubbing my clit up and down from behind.  I felt him rubbing my pussy juice back over my ass hole.  Then he inserted his thumb, at least that must be what it was, in my ass, as he continued to finger my pussy and stimulate my clit.  I couldn’t do anything but hang on.  Mike was supporting most of my weight with his right hand under and in my ass and in my cunt.  My arms were around him, reaching up his back, my hands holding on to his massive shoulders, my left leg still wrapped behind his right leg, my right leg barely touching the floor.  My body was jerking with uncontrollable spasms as I humped his torso, feeling his hardness beneath his trousers.  I came with a mind shattering convulsion, whimpering and moaning, trying to keep from screaming.  Still, it must have been obvious to anyone within 50 feet of us that I was having an orgasm.  No one except William could see clearly what Mike was doing to me but my movements and the sounds I was making left little doubt.  The music had stopped and a new song was playing when I finally regained a bit of control over my body and unwrapped myself from around Mike and stood unsteadily in front of him.  My skirt was still hiked up and I could feel the lower part of my bare ass exposed, but I didn’t care.  Mike leaned over and kissed me, one of those long sensual ‘I’m gonna swallow your tongue’ kisses.  My pussy spasmed again.  I was dripping wet, my juices running down the inside of my thigh.  We broke from the kiss and, trying to regain my composure, I turned to face William.

Mike stood behind me, his arms around my waist.  I looked at William.  His eyes were riveted to the spot between my legs.  From his position sitting in the booth he could see my exposed pussy, wet and glistening with my juices.  “William, this is my new friend, Mike,” I said.  “Mike, meet my husband, William.” 

As I made the introductions Mike slid one hand down the front of my body to my cunt again, the other went up to cup my left breast.  Standing with my back pressed against him I again could again feel the bulge of his cock, this time pressing against my ass.  As he played with me there in front of my husband he said, “Nice to meet you, Kelley’s husband.  You certainly do have a sweet wife.  Yes sir, and she has one of the sweetest pussies I’ve ever tasted.”  And with that comment he removed the fingers from my cunt and raised them to my mouth.  I could smell my raw sex smell on his fingers and reached my tongue to lick his fingers.  He stuck two into my mouth and I sucked on them as he continued to squeeze my tits and pinch my nipples.  Damn, he was turning me on again.  He removed his fingers from my mouth and again dipped into my cunt.  I humped his hand with William watching.  Then, before I could cum again, he removed his hands and, licking his fingers, said, “Yes sir, one sweeeeet pussy!  You a lucky man, William.”  With that he helped me into my seat and smiling at William, kissed me lightly on the forehead, turned and went back to the bar. 

I stared at William and he stared back with his mouth hanging open. “Son of a bitch!”  he said, “You sure spiced up our games that time?  What the hell got into you?”

“William, such language!” I said, smiling and feigning shock.  “You’ve been complaining that what we were doing was becoming boring, right?”  William nodded, even though I knew I was the one who had complained first.  I leaned toward him.  “Well, I’m not bored anymore.  How about you?  Did it turn you on to see a stranger all but fuck your wife right on the dance floor in front of you.  See him pull up my skirt, finger my pussy and ass hole, squeeze my tits, kiss me, make me cum harder than I’ve ever cum without you, or someone, fucking me?  Of course it did.  I could see it in your face and I can see it now.  You loved it.  And so did I.  Now get me the hell out of here, take me home and I’m gonna fuck your balls off!”  I grinned at him. 

He looked at me with a puzzled expression.  “OK,” he said. “After that little show I’m ready for most anything.  Let me get the waitress’s eye and get our bill.”  I leaned back and just looked at William.  Neither of us said another word until the waitress came with the bill.  I gathered my things, put on my jacket as William paid the bill. 

As we walked out I glanced at Rashad.  He was watching us and smiled as he saw me look his way.  He nodded and pointed to his chest, as if to say ‘will I see you Wednesday?’.  I smiled back and nodded. 

The rest of the days until Wednesday crawled by.  William and I had pretty good sex that night after returning home but my mind wasn’t with William.  It was a few miles down the road, fantasizing that it was Mike, or Rashad, that was fucking me, whose cock I was sucking.  We had sex one other time before Wednesday but I’m sure he could tell I wasn’t fully into it. He didn’t press it. 

Wednesday finally came and as William left for the office he told me to take it easy and rest.  He thought I was just tired.  Well, I was, tired of waiting for this day to come.  I kissed him and told him I would.  As he left my mind turned to Rashad and Mike, as it had so many times since the last Wednesday.  I had dreamed of Rashad’s smile, his soft touch and relived that kiss many times since, fantasizing when William was fucking me that he was Rashad, or Mike.  Well, tonight I hoped to make that fantasy real. 

I was especially careful getting ready to go that evening.  I put on several outfits before deciding on relatively demure sleeveless blouse under a light sweater, a mid thigh skirt, thigh high stay up stockings and heels.  I brushed my long straight hair till it shone, applied modest makeup, a little eye shadow, blush, pale lipstick.  No bra of course.  I debated about panties and decided on a thong.  Dressed, I looked at myself in the full length mirror.  ‘OK ‘, I thought to myself, ‘You’re as ready as you will ever be.  What ever happens tonight will be.  If nothing comes of it, at least I’ve tried.’

I left the house around 9:00 PM, driving slowly savoring the anticipation.  I parked the car and walked, a little unsteadily, to the door, took a deep breath and entered.  The place was just as I remembered it.  I noticed about the same number of people at tables and at the bar.  I made my way to the bar, same seat I had been in the last time, looking for Rashad.  I couldn’t see him anywhere and was a little worried that he might not be there.  But he knew if I was coming back that it would be this night.  The bartender came and said “White wine, right?”

“Yes, sure,” I said, as I removed my sweater. “You have a  pretty good memory.”

“Always remember a pretty lady,” he said with a grin as he moved off to get my drink. 

I felt before I saw Rashad slip onto the stool beside me.  He had already lit a cigarette and offered it to me.  I looked at him as I accepted the cigarette and took a deep drag from it.  “My brand even.  You are pretty observant,”  I said.

“Like I told you, I try to make sure all the beautiful ladies are taken care of,” he said with, of course, that wonderful smile of his.  “Glad you decided to come back.  I thought you would, especially after running into you the other night.  I assume that was William you were with?”

“Yes – yes, that was William”  I said, trying to slow my breathing to a manageable level.

“Nice looking guy.  Does he take care of you?” he asked.

“So far he has,” I replied. My wine came and I immediately took a large swallow.

Rashad placed his hand on my knee as he had before.  That same light touch.  “Sit here and relax, Kelley,” he said.  “I have to go in the back for a little bit.  Drink your wine and I’ll be back for you.”

I sat there smoking and drinking my wine, wondering what he meant by ‘I’ll be back for you.’  Before I knew it I had drunk three glasses and the bartender was bringing my fourth.  Finally Rashad reappeared at my elbow.  “Feeling a little more at ease?” he asked.  I nodded and turned to face him.  Again he placed his hand on my knee and began that slow rub.  I could feel the wine and decided I probably shouldn’t have any more.  After all, I had to drive home later, or so I thought at the time.  Rashad moved his hands to my side and began that stroking movement, up under my arm and down to my waist.  Then up to cup my breast. 

“Nice,” he said. “I like this blouse more than the other one,  I can feel your tit through it better.  Do you always go braless?  You should you know.  You have such nice tits.  You certainly don’t need one.”  My breath was coming in short gasps, and without realizing it, I uttered a low moan.  Rashad moved his hand away from me for a moment and I tried to regain some measure of composure. 

“Rashad, damn, your touch is so sensual,” I said.  “You are making it awfully hard to relax.”

Rashad just smiled and moved his hand again to my thigh, followed it up to the hem of my skirt then back down.  Then moving it to the inside of my thigh stroked upwards to beneath my skirt to the top of my stockings.  “Ahh, I like that,” he said.  “No pantyhose for you girl, right?  Now for the real test.”  He moved his hand again under my skirt, my legs parted slightly and he brushed lightly against the front of the thong covering my pussy.  I shuddered and my hips gave a small involuntary jerk.  “Kelley, you’re covering up the best part girl,” he said.

“It - it’s just a thong,” I stammered.  “After all, I didn’t want to get arrested.” 

“Well, you know what I think.  I think we should go back to my place and have a drink, maybe do a little dancing and see what develops.  Now, now.  Don’t look so panicky.  My place is just in the back here, so we don’t have far to go.  How ‘bout it Kelley, want to come with me?”  The way he emphasized the word come left little doubt that he meant ‘cum’ with me.  I didn’t say a word. Couldn’t.  Just nodded as he took me by the arm and helped me from my seat.  He picked up my wine as I got my sweater and led me through a door at the back of the bar.  I followed him down a hallway to a door on the right.  “In here,” he said. 

The room was comfortably if modestly furnished with a dresser, chair and bed.  Mirrors were placed on all four walls giving a view of the bed from whatever position one might be in.  After placing my glass on the dresser he pulled me to him and gently kissed me.  That kiss.  Like drowning in honey.  His tongue probing, mine exploring his mouth, leaving me breathless.  His hands ran up and down my back to cup my ass cheeks and pull me against him.  I could feel the lump in his trousers pressing against my stomach.  With one hand he unfastened my skirt and it fell to the floor.  He pushed me away, holding me at arms length and turned me around a full 360 degrees.  “Well, that certainly is a thong, isn’t it,” he said.  “Damn, woman, you’re fine.  You are one sexy lady.” 

I know I blushed all over as I replied, “Thanks for the compliment.  You are pretty damn sexy yourself.” I said, trying to act much more confident than I felt. 

“That’s nice, Kelley girl,” he said, “why don’t you just unbutton that blouse – just unbutton it for now.  That’s it.  You look so sexy standing there.  I want to tell you something.  I want you to give me pleasure.  And I want to be sure to give you pleasure.  I think I can guarantee that I will.  Now the first lesson.  I want you to do something for me.  Kneel down here in front of me, Kelley.”  I knelt.  “Undo my belt and unfasten my trousers and let them fall to the floor.  I did as I was told, my eyes fixed in front of me, staring at his crotch.  As the trousers fell I gasped at what I saw.  “Don’t let it frighten you.  I know it’s probably a little larger than you are used to.  But I think you will enjoy it.”

I just stared at it.  He was huge, and he wasn’t even hard yet.  It was beautiful, hanging halfway to his knee.  “Now Kelley, this is your first lesson.”  I didn’t really know what he meant but I was certainly ready to learn,  “I want you to make me ready.  I want you to suck my cock and make me hard.  Don’t be afraid.  I’m going to teach you how to suck a cock this size so we both get pleasure from it.  Now just take the end in your fingers and lift it.  That’s it.  Now lick from the base to the tip.”  I did as he said and I watched it grow.  Rashad was uncircumcised, the first time I had ever seen an uncircumcised cock in my life.  I was fascinated with its size and that skin that covered the bulbous end of his cock. 

“Doing great Kelley girl.  Now grab near the end, make a fist around my cock and pull down.  Pull the skin down from over the end.  AHH! That’s it girl, Feels good.  Now lick all around the head, good.  Now take just the tip in your mouth and use your tongue on it.  Ohhhh yeah, baby.  See how big it’s getting?”  I couldn’t take my eyes off of it as I sucked on the end of this monster.  It got bigger and bigger.  I began to worry that it would hurt, because I knew, hoped, he was going to fuck me with it. 

I stopped sucking long enough to say “Rashad, you’re huge!  I’ve never seen a cock like this before.  It’s  - it’s beautiful.” 

“I know it’s bigger than you are used to but believe me – where sexual satisfaction for the woman is concerned, size, as well as ability, does matter.  Now I want you to take as much of me in your mouth as you can.”  I put my mouth back over the head and pushed down till I felt him at the back of my throat, as far as William had ever been able to go, and yet half, more than half of his cock was still outside my mouth.  That’s good Kelley, I can feel the back of your throat.  But it can go farther.  It will take some getting used to on your part but you can do it.  You have to relax your throat completely, then when you feel the urge to gag, that’s normal at first, just swallow.  You just keep swallowing till you get it all in there.  It will be difficult to breathe too so take a deep breath and let’s see how far we can go.”  I pushed his cock to the back of my throat, felt the resistance, then relaxed my throat and pushed again and tried swallowing as he had instructed.  I felt the urge to gag but suppressed it.  I took a deep breath and pushed harder, swallowing the whole time.  With Rashad encouraging me and telling me how good it felt I continued to make that huge member disappear down my throat.  Finally, I could feel him deep in me, as I swallowed continually my nose touched the tight curls of his pubic hair and I knew I was there.  Unable to breathe I pulled back, allowing the end of his cock to pull past the point where I could breathe again, then, another deep breath and pushed down again, swallowing, always swallowing. 

“God, Kelley girl, you are a natural.  You just want it all the first time don’t you.  That’s it – keep it up – I’m about to feed you my cum straight into your belly.  AHHH! SOOO Goood!”  he said.  I felt his cock expand while my mouth kissed the base of his cock.  I felt the pulsing as his cum erupted deep in my throat, almost to the entrance to my stomach, I was sure.  Then, as he was still pumping gushes of cum from his cock I pulled back and got a mouthful of cum as I slowly milked it with my fist.  I was so hot and enthralled with what I was doing.  I swallowed his cum and wanted more. 

“Kelley, you are a natural cock sucker. I have never had a woman do that to me the first time she tried it.  And it never felt so good.  I knew you were special that first time I met you.  That’s it girl, keep licking it and sucking on it.  This is just the first of a lot of loads of cum I have for you.”  Rashad let me continue to lick and suck for a few minutes, then said,  “OK, Kelley, that was great.  But now let’s just relax a few minutes and then we’ll proceed to the next lesson.  Why don’t you just go ahead and take the blouse and that damned thong off.  I want to see you naked.”

I remove my blouse and the thong and start to take off my heels.  “No, leave them on and the stockings.  You look sexy as hell in just those.  You are one beautiful woman.  Now come over her and lie with me.  Let’s just lie here and see what happens.  I think you may be more experienced than I thought before, so let’s just let nature take it’s course, OK?” 

I nodded in agreement, stood and walked over to the bed and lay down.  He lies beside me and we kiss again.  I can feel his fingers probing around my pussy lips.  I reach down and take his still hard cock in my hand.  I pump up and down.  I then move my hand to his balls and cup them and squeeze gently.  He sucks on my hard pink nipple.  It is very hot in the room.  He moves down between my legs and his tongue finds the opening of my pussy and he sticks it inside and then licks between my inner lips.  He sucks my clit into his mouth and it felt so damn good!

            Rashad then gets on all fours with his huge dick pointing straight down.  I

lie under him and take that magnificent member into my mouth again and begin sucking the head once again.  I play with his balls. In a few minutes, I am on all

fours and Rashad is under me sucking my tits.  First one then the other.  I am

just there on all fours, with my tits hanging down getting sucked like a cow.

It feels incredible!  He begins to rub my pussy while he is still sucking and

I go crazy!  Then I’m on my back again.  He straddles me on all fours and looks down at me.  "What do you want me to do now, Kelley girl?", he asks.

            "I want you to put it inside me."

            "You mean that you want me to fuck you."

            "Yes, I want you to fuck me."

            "Well, you must ask me nice."

            "Please don't tease me.  Fuck me.  Please, Rashad, Please fuck me."

            I spread my legs wide to make it easy for him to enter me.  He lowers

himself on me and I take his hard dick in my hand and guide it to my waiting

pussy.  It touches my opening and he stops.

            "Please, Rashad, I really want you to fuck me."

            He slowly eases his huge cock into my very hot cunt and pumps up and

down.  I just can't describe how good it feels to have his cock pumping my cunt.  My pussy has never been filled this full before. 

“I’m going to take this easy at first Kelley, cause I can tell you are tight as hell.  But you are ready, wet and able to do what I want to do to you.  I think you’ll find it enjoyable,” he says as he moves back and forth with just the first few inches in me.  I move, trying to push more of him into me.  “Now just slow down girl.  I know you are anxious but – have you ever had a cock in your womb?” he asks.  In my womb?  Did he mean he wants to enter my uterus?  I knew with that monster he could reach it but, as thick as he is, I didn’t think it would fit. 

I shook my head and said, “No, Rashad.  I don’t think I can take you there.  You’re so damned huge.” 

“You can take it, girl.  I know you can.  May take a little getting used to but we’ll take it slow,”  he said and I could see his face and I could feel that smile as he slowly pushed more and more of his cock into me.  I feel so full, so wonderfully full, and he pushes yet more into me.  I feel him touch the entrance to my uterus and I pull back a little.  He moved his hands to my hips and pushes again.  I feel the head of his cock begin to spread the small opening.  It hurts but I bite back a groan and let him continue to push.  The pain lessens and slowly he enters me deeper than I believed possible.  I can feel the mouth of my uterus expand as he goes deeper. Then I feel his huge balls press against my ass and I know he is in me to the hilt.  What an incredible feeling.  He moves, pulling out almost from my inner mouth, then back again.  It is like no other feeling in the world.  I don’t want it to end.

"Play with your tits," he says with that soft voice.

I take a breast in each hand and massage them.  I usually don't get a

thrill out of playing with my own breasts, but Rashad watching me play with

them while he fucks me really turns me on! 

            "Ooooooohhhhhhhh!........Ooooohhhhhhh!.............Oooooooooooohhhhh!"

I cum almost immediately.  I didn't want to cum so fast because I wanted it

to last.  But Rashad continues to pump my pussy.  The excitement returns after

only a very few seconds.  I begin to be turned on again.  Again I thank the gods for multiple orgasms. Then Rashad pulls his dick out of me.

"Please don't stop.  I want to cum again!"

"Suck my cock again for a little while."

He puts his wet dick inside my mouth. I suck.  I can taste my pussy juice and suck it all off his dick.  He pulls out of my mouth and rolls me over on my stomach and lifts my ass in the air.  He slides his dick into my pussy and fucks me doggie style.

He reaches down with his hand and plays with my ass hole.  I protest weakly that I’ve never had it in my ass before.  He says “Just relax like you did your throat and it’ll be all right.  You will love it once you get used to it.  I’m not going to fuck you in the ass yet, just play with it a little.”  Rashad continues.  He slides his hand down to my pussy to get his finger wet then slides this thumb into my ass!  I cum for the second time. He reaches around me and puts a hand on each tit and raises me upright so that we are both on our knees.  He is behind me fucking me and playing with both tits.  I am excited again already.  Rashad stops and lifts me and we stand beside the bed.  He stands behind me and I bend over the bed and spread my legs.  He enters me from behind again.  Rashad stands still and I do the pumping  I look up at the mirror on the wall next to the bed and watch myself fuck this man I didn't even know a few weeks ago!  This is not at all like me.  It is very exciting.  I can't get my breath.

"I want....to get......on top."

Rashad lies on the bed on his back and I straddle him and guide his dick

back home into my burning pussy.  I ease him to the mouth of my uterus. I want that incredible feeling again. Again as he enters that tight opening I feel a little pain that quickly dissipates.  I pump as hard and fast as I can with him so deep.  I again look in the mirror and watch myself fuck this man.  Each time I ram down on his cock, his pubic bone hits my clit.  Rashad reaches up and plays with my tits.

I bend over and let his suck on them.  The instant that he sucks a pink nipple

into his mouth, I cum again.

I lie on my back and Rashad puts my legs on his shoulders and fucks me

again.  I am too tired to move.  I have cum more times than I could count.

"I want to cum in your mouth."

I make no objection, just smile and nod agreement.

Rashad again straddles my head and I can taste my pussy juice on his dick.

I suck it and he fucks my mouth, moving his huge dick in and out, not deep this time.  I want to taste all of his load.  I get an idea.  I put my fingers in my pussy to lubricate them good.  Then I put my finger in his ass hole.  I have never done that to anyone before and it feels strange inside.  I slide it in and out....in and out.  Rashad begins to tremble.  I know he is about to cum.  I feel his huge dick swell even bigger than before.  Now it is pumping his salty tasting liquid into my mouth.

I cum again – just from the taste. 

We both lie exhausted beside each other,  my hand encircling his cock, his playing around my pussy.  Slowly we end the marathon.  We lie together for a short while, kissing and just being close to each other.  Then - “I’ve got to get up and check on a few things,’ he said.  “But I’ll be back.  How long can you stay tonight, babe?”

I am luxuriating in an afterglow that I don’t want to ever end.  “Forever,” I whispered to him. 

He just smiled that smile.  “Be back soon,” he said as he got up, put on his shirt, trousers and shoes.  He looked at me lying on the bed, nude, open to his gaze, wanting him to see me this way.  He left and I was alone. 

Rashad did come back that night and we fucked and sucked continually until the sun was shining through the window.  And I did take him in my ass – at least partially.  He said we should take it easy back there the first time.  Since then I have taken all of him in my ass – but that’s another story.  I ended up spending the night there.  He fed me breakfast (no – a real breakfast, bacon, eggs – you know – damn what a dirty mind you have) and I left for home, getting there around 10:30 that next morning.

I showered and went straight to bed.  That’s where William found me when he got home that evening. 

From that night on, until William actually met Rashad – that night of my first real gang bang – I had a standing date on Wednesday nights.  I always spent the night at Rashad’s, but he was telling William the truth when he said he had fucked me only two times.  Well partially true.  He had fucked me more times than I could count but we were only together two times, two all nights, before that.  Other times I was with Mike (who is, next to Rashad, the best one lover I’ve ever had) and other men, at times more than one, and, since then, with many more than one. On that last Wednesday before we met with William, Rashad told me that he wanted me more often than just Wednesdays.  I certainly wanted that too but didn’t see how we could do it.  Then he told me we had to tell William of our ‘arrangement’. He said we either did it his way or we called a halt to our ‘arrangement’.  I didn’t know what to do.  I didn’t think I could give up Rashad and the lifestyle he was pushing me into.  But when I left it was with the understanding that if I wanted to continue, William and I would come to his place the following Saturday and he would take it from there.  Well, you know what happened after that.  I agreed, William and I went to his place and the rest is history – as they say.  Earlier, Rashad had told me he was charging for my services.  At first I was offended, then when I considered how sexy it made me feel, how slutty I felt actually being a whore, and how much I enjoyed it, I was all for it.  William and I didn’t need the money, and it became a game to see how much Rashad could charge for me.  Since then, William’s $1,000 for one night is the record for one guy, however, Rashad has told me that the last time I had about 10 to 15 guys, and some of their wives – this was well after William was told of our arrangement –  was the all time record.  He took in over $6,000 that night. 

I could write more but that’s basically the story – from my point of view.  I know I am probably what polite circles would call a nymphomaniac.  Other circles would call me a slut whore.  Guess I’m both – and hope it never changes. 

Love to all –

Kelley

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"There's only one cure for that, you need to take a cold shower."

as Eric was taking his shower, Diana brushed her hair.  Eric got undressed, wishing his privates were smaller to make this whole thing less embarrassing for him.  He stepped in the shower and sprayed cold water directly at his crotch.  "Is it working Honey?"

Eric stepped out of the shower with her answer between his legs.  His giant cock harder than ever.

"I'm sorry, you're just gonna have to deal with it. We have to go to church soon"

Eric stuffed himself into his pants and grabbed his bible.  Diana looked at his crotched and noticed it looked like he put a dildo in his pants.  "That is not appropriate for church.  We're going to have to do something else."

She retreived the duct tape and told Eric to pull down his pants.  "Now hold still Eric we're just gonna tape you down."

She grabbed a hold of his 12 inch member, she could feel it throbbing in her hands.  She wrapped tape around it and taped it to the side of his leg.  She zipped up his pants and they were good to go.

 

“Yes this is Terry Rein who’s asking”

 

“Headmaster Cole at Sydney smith we’ve had a…incident with our English teacher and were wondering if you could take on his position temporarily.”

 

“Can I ask how temporary?”

 

“If the situation with Mr. Brent doesn’t change we are looking at least two months waiting for the permanent replacement does that suit you Mr. Rein?”

 

Fuck yes it suited me “yes I suppose that could be arranged” I was jumping for joy.

 

“Quite, well then my secretary is faxing you the directions and I will see you 8:30 am sharp good day” he hung up the phone and about bloody time I couldn’t contain myself any longer.

 

“YYYEEEAAAHH!!!” finally my luck had changed; Syd Smith was a very posh private school and paid big money and at 6’2 blond hair, blue eyes I clean up good when I have the means. Also that bitch Cherry could be easily forgotten with a little cash I’m quite the player “shouldn’t take me too long” I thought as I weighed my chances of getting laid tonight, “first things first” I said to myself as I went to withdraw the last of my cash from the near by ATM then returned home and put on my last expensive deep blue shirt and black pants…now I was ready.

 

I took a cab to a local bar one of those types that just seem to be made to pick up girls. It only took the amount of one drink and two rejections later that I saw her, with long curly blond hair, green eyes and at a petite 5’2 she looked too young to be here but that tight red dress that accentuated her 32 C tits claimed otherwise. At the same time I was checking her over she was letting her eye wander over me a little, and apparently pleased gave a playful smile, when our eyes met she began moving over to me never loosing the gaze we shared.

 

“You have beautiful eyes”

“Thank you…may I sit here?” she said gesturing to the stool next to mine.

“Oh yes by all means, can I buy you a drink?” as she bent over to pull the stool closer a caught a glimpse of her finely shaped ass. “Mrs.…?”I asked with a hope.

“Miss. Chelsea Underhill actually, and you are?” she asked with a playful smile that seemed to show more than it was supposed to.

“Terry, Terry Rein and now we are done with the basics how about that drink?” I said whilst grinning at her.

<2 hours later>

I must have only had 3 pints but it felt like 10 must be the aftershock of not having touched any alcohol for 2 months. I was a state but Chelsea didn’t seem to mind as she continued to stroke the inside of my pants getting ever closer to my crotch then she bent closer to me showing me those lovely breast she wasn’t wearing a bra.

 

“Let’s go back to your place” the voice seemed to come from the breasts themselves as I couldn’t take my eyes off of them.

“Sure” was all I said but I think it was slurred with the beer but she seemed to understand as she grabbed my arm and gently pulled me out of the bar, laughing continually I followed her to the cab and told the driver my address.

 

On the way I had sobered up some and was able to return the passionate kisses Chelsea was giving me in the cab, and also I began gently stroking her lower back up and down only changing do perform slow circles at the top of her firm ass.

 

“Hmmm” she moaned silently, I took this as a signal to continue and left my ministrations for the moment and slowly pulled my hand up her dress all the while staring longingly into each others eyes she wanted me, needed me I could see it.

 

My hand reached for her panties and I easily slipped her black thong off in one smooth stroke, and returning to her lower back resuming my previous strokes only this time I kept going, over her anus past the love tunnel and straight to waiting clit, stroking gently at first then as her breathing hastened I picked up the pace, all this time she never lost her gaze with my only pausing it to close her eyes every now and then, my free hand began to roam her moist pussy I wanted my finger to be wet for this and once covered in pussy juice I guided my finger to her sensitive asshole and performed the same slow circular motions to her anus every time I moved a little closer to the hole or paid special attention to her clit she quivered ever so slightly, my fingers moved like a symphony up and down on her clit and circling round and round on her anus, she moaned louder so I moved faster, up and down, back and forth and round and around, “Ahh” her moaning increased her eyes clenched she was nearing release, so I moved with furious speed, up and down back and forth, around and around, around and up and down back and forth faster and faster never ending, if she did moan again I couldn’t hear I was lost in my quest to make her cum harder than ever before.

 

“I’m Cumming I’m Cumming!!!” at this point I shoved my finger about an inch into her asshole and she clenched around me shaking with convulsion. I had stopped all movement as she came down from her high, I found myself sweating slightly.

 

“Err…were here that will be $7.20” said the cab driver as he had obviously caught the whole thing, Chelsea just grinned like a Cheshire cat and giggled slightly as I handed him the money and stepped out of the cab helping Chelsea out as she was a bit weak around the knees.

 

“I’ve never done that before” she had just regained her composure.

“What, in a cab?” I asked half-heartedly my only concern at the time was to get in my apartment so I could continue what had started.

“No the thing with my…butt” she blushed slightly at the thought of any anal intercourse.

“Oh don’t worry that was just the beginning” I said with triumph as I had finally opened my door and we entered my apartment.

 

A kissing session occurred immediately, as we tongue wrestled I removed her dress while she discarded my shirt and Chelsea was only wearing a black bra as her panties remained in the cab.

“What do you think?” she said as her bra fell to the floor.

I was dazzled by her very pert breasts and immediately went to grab them stating “beautiful”.

 

She pulled my head away from her nipples and the disappointed look on my face soon turned to pleasure as Chelsea got on her knees and unzipped my pants, my semi-hard 7” cock flopped out as I wasn’t wearing any boxers, she quickly grabbed me and then slowly stuck her tongue out and gently licked the slit at the tip of my cock sending a sharp tingling sensation all over me.

“Aahhh you’re good at that” I moaned as my dick was now almost fully erect.

 

All she did was smile as I entered her mouth she suckled just on the head until I got completely hard which didn’t take long then took about 5” and began bobbing up and down. All I can say is it’s a good thing we were near the bed because I was about to collapse she was so fucking good I think it was the way she nibbled the tip ever so gently almost teasingly, fuck I was about to cum already.

 

“Ohh god damn it all” I just stopped her before she made me cum and I was left at the edge of oblivion twitching for release. I pulled her up and gave her a deep passionate kiss whilst falling down on the bed with me on top of her the tongue bath lasted about 7 min and I could now safely fuck her for longer then 2 seconds.

 

“Humm…put it in please” she moaned as I was applying light pressure to her clit whilst kissing. But now we broke away as she guided me into her soaking pussy she was so wet I slipped in 4” without any resistance and I thrust the rest in one quick stroke earning a grunt from me and a moan from Chelsea. Almost immediately I began humping like an animal thrusting deep every time, my grunts were drowned out by Chelsea’s increasingly loud moaning her climax was approaching rapidly, we were fucking each other with increasing speed each of us lost in our own desire to release our own passion and lust for each other nothing else mattered other than fulfilling our primal desires to release. And as I felt her walls convulse around me I could hold out no longer

“I’m Cumminggg!!”

“Ahhh…yes cum fill me up!!” and I collapsed on her and slowly rolled over as we both came down the only sound that could be heard was our ragged breathing.

 

I don’t remember anything else as I must have fallen asleep, the next day I woke up to find me spooning her who was still fast asleep, I quietly got out of bed and took a quick shower and had to go to work, I felt bad about just leaving her so I left my cell number and reluctantly left my sleeping beauty to got to my first day at work.

 

It didn’t take me long to get there as it was only 10 miles away and easy to spot, it was so posh I half expected a valet to park my car.

“Good morning Mr. Reid I’m sure you remember me from our conversation on the telephone” said Headmaster Cole as he shook my hand and began to lead me to my English class.

“Of course headmaster, I’m so exited to work here at Sydney Smith”

He opened a door to a very expensive classroom that with its entire itinerary must have cost at least $100,000. And as I took my seat Headmaster Cole gave me the usual speech I got at every school.

“Class starts at 9:00 sharp Monday to Friday you are expected to arrive ready for work at 8:30 or earlier, there are two 10 minute breaks at 10am and 2pm also one lunch break at noon that lasts precisely 1 hour. And Class finishes at 3:30pm, any questions?”

“Yes at what time do I change to the next class?” he gave me a controlled annoyed look and said “here at Sydney Smith the class had one subject per day, and now if you will excuse me I am very busy good day.” He didn’t even give me time to answer as he stormed out in a very prestigious manner.

 

“Ok” I looked at the clock and realized the class would be arriving soon as it was 8:59.

“Right err register first” I said to myself as I searched the drawer for it and finding a deep leather binder with gold plated edges I opened it and found today’s date with 30 students all girls.

 

A bell rang and just like clockwork students silently entered the classroom, I was about to greet them when I noticed their green plaid very short skirts and white almost see-through shirts with a green striped tie holy shit I thought to my self and realized my cock had leaped into action. I was a good job I was sitting down or these 14 and 15yr old girls would see there new substitute teacher in a new light that might just get me fired.

 

“Ok I’m your new substitute teacher Mr. Reid, I will hold of on writing my name on the board until I get though this register and might I say I think if we work together we can show up that Cole by getting straight A’s all right”

“Yes sir” all together in sync they could be mistaken for robots not one of them missed a beat.

 

“Right lets start this thing, Miss Violet”

“Here sir”

“Miss Ventura”

“Yes sir”

“Halt, Dina, Powter” god I was board at least at public schools the kids were more interesting.

“Sir, sir, sir”

“Miss Thompson”

“Here sir”

“Miss Underhill”

…nothing

“Is Miss Underhill here, a Miss Chelsea Underhill” What??? My eyes widened as I focused on the recognized name next to the name the age read 14yrs old, no fucking way it couldn’t be her no she couldn’t be 14 no chance it cant be can it? My mind rambling was interrupted as a latecomer entered the room.

“Sorry I’m late Mr. Reid…I had kind of a long night” my eyes saucer size as she gave a playful smile that gave off more than it should.

 

Let me know if you want chapter 2

 

All the guys would sit at the back with there hard-ons gorping over the teachers. They where always very flirty but the girls laughed as they new the teachers had us in the palm of there hands...

I went back to my old Art room to have a look at some of my work on the wall which had been there years...

The class room has three entrances, two were locked and the other door pulled closed, i entered to my amazement the sound of orgasms. The art room has a cut off office for the teachers, i slowly put my head to the small window in the door. Where i saw Ms. Lucas with a strap on cock pushing into Ms.Turner, Ms. Turner was enjoying screaming with delight holding the back of her co-workers head, slowly she opened her eyes. Altough she say me, she did nothing except thrust harder back at the huge strap on dick. She gently said come in. To the amazement of Ms.Lucas who pulled away and covered her naked body, Ms. Turner did nothing but ly back on the glass workbench they had been fucking on. I had moved away from the glass panel in the door, but ther was no way in hell i was leaving. My erection had gone away from the shock of the reactions.

The next thing i saw was ms.turner fully naked without a care in the world, her sweaty body and her dripping pussy. She hadn't caught her breathe. I was wearing cream shorts. i regained a cast iron hard on, Which pulled up the end of my shorts and revealed itself, my reaction was to turn away but she began to stroke it...

She pulled me into the class room and managed to remover my shorts. She stripped off my top and rubbed my eight back of muscles. I had forgotten any one else was in the room.

She pointed me to a draw, and she threw me the key to it. It was filled with dido's butt plugs and lubricants... oh and condoms, she said pass me the lubricant and stick and condom on. What a beautiful way she had with words... She poured on what seemed like a whole tube of lube into her hand and massaged it over my dick, she then turned around and bent over resting her arms head and body over the glass work bench.

i put my hand around my cock to get lubricant and i gradually massaged my fingers through her tite ass, as it began to open she urged me to lick it, i licked round the opening and my tongue found its way into give me a sensation i had never felt before. I licked up her wet body and bite her ass, back and neck on my way. I slowly injected my hot dripping cock into her ass, beginning slowly but building up to a rampage worthy of a bull.

I then her a scream from behind me, ms turner inserting her hand into her dripping pussy, masturbating over me fucking her mistress. I felt my self ready to cum so i quickly pulled my dick out and flipped her over and stuck my tongue into her darkest place, after five minutes of stimulating her clit, i found her back beginning to arch, a sure sign she was about to orgasm, i found my tongue cramping up but i knew it would be worth my while, i then was loaded with her pearly cum dripping down my face and i sound i would never forget, and to my further suprise, ms lucas walked over to me and licked off the cum. I pushed her up again the art wall to a still wet peice, i lifted her legs to my shoulders and gave it to her hard, her screams where  faster, and harder from which im sure would echo through the school, i then heard a giant roar of a woman's orgasm to some sexy accompanied music come on the speakers and i very dirty porno come on the laptop screen behind me. I thrusted harder and faster, she then said she wanted it in the ass, i flipped her over, squezzed her tits and rode her like a winning jockey.i slowly moved my hand down to her pussy and inserted three fingers, she sharply moved upright and urged for more. I was ready to blow and on-cue i injected into her as she left a gliconing pile on the floor.

I sat back and regained my strenth absoloutly nack'rd to find my energy regained as my two new best friends attempted to stick there heads in each others pussies... i watched them romping with butt plugs and dildo's masturbating eachother to the porno film when there attention turned back on me. Ms Lucas pulled me up and stuck her mouth around my cock, she grapped hold of my hand and put them on the back of her head. She then grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled them apart.

Now im not gay but im not going through life with one hand tied behing my back.

I slowy felt a hard cock being shuv'd in my ass and two very hard nipples i had early sucked pressed in the back of me. I had not noticed the webcam which was set up at the side angel, as i looked for i saw myself getting pleasured by two of the hottest milf's aka the most bitchiest teachers in exsisant. My back slowy made an arch over ms.lucas and i grabbed on the table to hold on but i soon realesed a fluid into the mouth of the teacher who had given me more detentions than any other.

After my fantasy was realized i put my clothes on and left feeling joyed, the filth teachers come out with these days. I had slight paint stains on my favourite shorts and a throbbing penis. The day later so turned on, i went across the road to my childhood friend. I came by with a hard cock aching to get through my jeans. She told me she had a boyfriend. Me and this girl holly have always been friendly but havent talked in a while, we was together constantly as kids but now just friendly hello's, she told me to come into her living room, she sat on the seeT across from me and watched T.V. as she allowed to wank over her. As i cum'd, she came over a whiped it all of with a tissue and through it in the bin. She then said, bye. didnt look me in the face. i left. and i was came home to a message on my answer phone she had just sent me moaning down the phone. i rang her back and she said phone sex isn't cheating right???

save that story for later.

The party was a big hit. The party had started at 9 and by 10, the whole house was full of people dancing and grinding to the rhythm of the music. I couldn’t help but drool after seeing the sexiest looking outfits some of the girls had put together. One outfit in particular belonged to a girl that I had never seen before. She was wearing a camo bikini top which barely covered her size C breasts along with a pair of khaki shorts that were so small, they came right above her pussy. It was her outfit that caught my eye but it was her body that forced me to make my move fast before anybody else could. My eyes started at her hair. Long, silky, blonde hair that stopped at her shoulder blades. My eyes then moved down her body. Her eyes were light blue and had a sexy kind of look that was constantly there. Her lips were covered in a shiny, pink lip gloss that made them shine in such a way, you would naturally lean forward without thinking, just to kiss them. Her size C breasts were firm and smashed together by her bikini top. I could picture myself on top of her bringing each breast up to my mouth as I licked and sucked on each nipple, causing her to moan and writhe under me. That picture was quickly shaken out of my head because I did not want to walk up to her with a massive erection. Her stomach was well toned and smooth with a faint outline of her abs. Her legs were shapely and smooth without a single flaw. No scars, cuts, or bruises. Just a pair of sexy, tan legs attached to a very sexy woman.

She watched me the whole way as I walked up to her. Just as I was about to introduce myself, she took her hand and brushed her hair back behind her ear which gave me a view of her sexy eyes once again. I was caught in a kind of trance as I stared into her eyes, not knowing that my mouth was still open from trying to speak. She found this funny and gave a little giggle that made my cock jump. We talked for a while and I found out that her name was Brittany and she was in her second year of college.

After talking, we moved into the dancing mass of people. She danced in front of me with her back to me and her ass up against my crotch. It didn’t take long for me to get hard. I was able to slip my dick in-between her ass cheeks to let her know that she was turning me on. She looked back at me and gave me a sexy little smile as she continued to move her ass up and down my cock. The teasing was too much so I turned her around so that we could face each other. When I did, I gave her a kiss. She responded by leaning in and kissing me back. Soon, we were making out right in the middle of all the dancing people. I could even hear some of my fraternity brothers cheering me on. Our tongues played tag as I ran my hands up and down her body. Every once in a while I would give her ass a squeeze, emitting a soft moan out of her. I could tell she was getting really turned on as she rubbed her pussy up against my crotch. I pulled away from our kiss and invited her to my apartment. She agreed with a nod of her head and a sexy look in her eyes as she bit down softly on her bottom lip.

As soon as we walked into my bedroom in my apartment, she pushed me down onto my bed and jumped on top of me, shoving her tongue back into my mouth like that is where it belonged. And that is where it would have stayed if she hadn’t kept teasing me by grinding her pussy into my crotch again. I found the strings of her bikini top and quickly undid it and threw it across the room. I was dying to see what her naked tits looked like, but I was too busy making out. I reached up and grabbed each tit, rubbing her nipples between my thumb and index finger. She threw her head back and let out a loud moan that turned me on even more. I took advantage of the opportunity and leaned forward to suck on one of her nipples. I was driving her crazy as I sucked on one nipple and played with the other with my right hand.

Finally, she sat up and took the vest off of me. She then leaned forward and started giving me several light kisses down my chest and abs until she got to my crotch. She then proceeded to undo my pants and pull them off along with my underwear. My 10" cock swayed out in the open, waiting for her next move. She reached out with her hand and touched it lightly, making it jump. She gave a little giggle like the one earlier which made me want to ram my cock up her pussy as hard as I could. She lowered her mouth and I braced myself for what was to come. My cock slowly slipped into her mouth and she made sure her lips never left my shaft. She took about 6" of me before she let my cock back out of her mouth. She stared at it for a while as it glistened with her saliva and then stuck it back into her mouth, keeping her tongue up against the underside of my cock as she moved her head up and down. The feeling was incredible. I grabbed the bed sheets and let out several moans while she worked on my cock. I was watching her as her lip-glossed lips moved up and down my cock when she tilted her head back and looked at me with those light blue eyes. The sight of her eyes along with my cock in her mouth pushed me over the edge as I unleashed several loads of cum into her mouth. Expecting her to jump off and let the rest land on my stomach, I was surprised when she took her hand and milked my cock so she could swallow every drop.

She laid down next to me and gave me a smile that prohibited my cock from going soft. I let her know that I wanted more by kissing her neck and running my hand down to her crotch. I could tell she had gotten very turned on from getting me to cum by the wetness of her pussy. As I fingered her, her juices were running down her pussy onto the bed sheets creating a big wet spot. I withdrew my fingers from her pussy and started to rub her clit in little circles. This caused her to moan loudly and thrust her pussy into my hand.

I told her to roll over so that her back would be facing me. When she did, I reached over her legs and worked on her clit as I nibbled on her ear. She spread her legs to allow me easier access and when she did, I took my cock and placed the head right at her opening. When she felt this, she begged me to stick it in as far as it could go. Not wanting to disappoint her, I slowly slid my cock into her pussy. She arched her back in ecstacy as my cock entered her inch by inch. In this position, I could easily reach her clit and still fuck her. I fucked her hard and rubbed her clit at the same time bringing her to orgasm quickly. When she did orgasm, her body convulsed violently as she screamed and moaned at the top of her lungs. Her juices were flowing more than ever.

After she came down from her orgasm, she rolled over on her back and told me to get on top of her. She spread her legs as I positioned myself and slid my cock back into her pussy. She let out a soft moan and used her right hand to play with her tits. I leaned forward and gave her a big kiss as I fucked her slowly. After a while of fucking her, I felt my own orgasm building up. I sped up and fucked her hard until I was on the verge of cumming. I wuickly pulled out and came all over her. The first load landed on her neck and tits while the rest landed on her stomach.

She sexily rubbed the cum onto her tits and around her stomach and gave me her big smile once again. I just smiled back and laid down while she went to clean herself off. When she came back, she laid down in front of me and fell asleep with my arms around her. That is where we stayed the rest of the night. Together, naked, asleep on my bed.

Part 2 if I receive good comments.

She then noticed my hard on and pulled off the covers and my gown.  "You wont be needing those tonight."  My hard on was sticking straight up like a flag pole.  I look over her body to see her wearing a tight little nurses uniform which accentuates her beautiful C cup breast.  She can see that I am looking her over so she turns around to let me see her nice bubble butt.  She turns back around with lust in her eyes and puts her head over my cock and gently licks the tip and makes me shudder.  She licks around the whole head then quickly inhales my dick.  While her head is bobbing up and down on my dick I put my hand on her ass.  When she feels my hand on her ass, she lifts her skirt and moves my hand between her legs.  I feel that she is not wearing any panties so I move my hand up and put my finger on her hot pussy. I feel her shake when I touch her pussy so I start to rub in between her pussy lips.  I then slip a finger into her pussy and I can feel her moaning on my dick and she starts sucking harder and faster.  I am moving my finger in and out of her pussy slow at first, then I start to go faster and she loves it.  She takes her mouth off my dick to say " I wish I could fuck you right now, I am so fucking horny."  She then continues to suck my dick and I start fingering her so  fast, she is moving her hips to my finger.  I can feel her start to shake and I know she is about to come. She cried out in an earth shattering orgasm which sends me into one myself and she swallows every drop on cum I give her.  We kiss and she cleans me up and dresses me  and then leaves. 

part three coming soon

   The following Saturday evening, I picked Julie up at about 7:00 PM.  She was wearing another short skirt and snug V-neck blouse.  This time there were no pantyhose, only ankle socks and tennis shoes.  Her hair was pulled into a ponytail.  What a sight!  My cock started to respond almost immediately. 
    We had a nice dinner at a local steakhouse,  caught a movie, and ended at my home for popcorn and TV.  The popcorn never got made. 
    As soon as we entered my door, she kicked off her shoes and socks and began removing her blouse.  This little gal was hot, and she wanted to fuck!  Now!  With a wide grim, she said, "I want to make up for our last date."
    "Have you ever striped to music?" I asked. 
    She said, "No, but I've seen it done in the movies."
    "Would you like to try stripping now?"  I asked.
    "That sounds like fun." 
    While I put on some music, Julie rebuttoned her blouse. 
    When the music started, she had me to sit on the couch and told me to not touch her until she said it was OK.  She began swaying to the music and slowly unbuttoned her blouse again.  Julie was a natural stripper.  As her blouse fell away, she squeezed her tits together and pinched and pulled her dark brown nipples.  They were soon almost as hard as my cock.  The short skirt was the next to go.  She thrust out her chest as she reached behind her waist to release the skirt's button and zipper.  She was then swaying in front of me in nothing but the smallest of silky pink bikini panties.  The pink panties beautifully accented her beautiful light brown skin.  The crotch of her panties was already soaked with her juices.  A few brief strokes over her pussy with her flattened hand, and the panties were quickly removed. 
    Julie was absolutely beautiful.  Her pussy was covered with very fine, almost silky hair.  It was almost like she was hairless. 
    She had tested my patience by not letting me touch her until she was completely naked.  I had nearly gone nuts wanting to reach out and grab her.  She slowly turned completely around, came to stand about two feet in front of me, and said, "I'm yours!  Do what ever you want with me."
    It was my turn to drive her crazy.  From my seated position, I reached out and softly held her by her slender hips.  Her whole body was soft and smooth.  She was absolutely beautiful, and I told her so. 
    Pulling her to me, I gently planted a kiss at the top of her pussy lips.  She spread her legs, held the back of my head, and pulled my mouth to her pussy.  When she swiveled her hips to give me better access, I placed a single long lick over her entire slit.  
    That brought a sharp gasp from Julie.  She breathlessly said, "Mike has never kissed me there." 
    I told her, "Baby, you're in for the best night of you life, if you'll let me do what I want to do with you."
    "Do anything you want!  I told you, I'm yours." she gasped.
    With that, I scooped her into my arms, and carried her to my bedroom.  I gently laid her on my king-sized bed.  I quickly undressed and joined her.
    I began by gently kissing her mouth and stroking her tits.  Her nipples, already erect, became even harder.  I moved down to suck her tits.  As Julie began to make low moans, I started lightly nipping and pinching her nipples.  As her moans got more pronounced, I aqueezed, pinched, and pulled increasingly harder and rolled her nipples between my thumb and fingers.  She raised her chest toward my hands.  
    As I lie next to her sucking her left tit, my left hand stroked the flat belly on its way to her pussy.  Another sharp gasp came from her as I stroked up and down her hot wet slit.  Just as I came in contact with her clit for the first time, she had an orgasm.  Julie seemed to be a quiet cumer.  She stiffened, pulled her legs together, thrust her pussy up to my hand, and hugged me tightly as a long moan came from deep within her. 
    As she relaxed a minute, I told her it was OK to let her feelings out and make noise if she felt like it.
    My left hand was still at her pussy and resumed stroking up and down.  Soon, I let a finger, then two, slide inside her hole.  She was very tight.  Maybe she had been ignored too much lately.  As my fingers worked their way into her tight hole, my thumb found her clit and began gently massaging it.  Julie started tensing again, and I rubbed her clit a little harder.  Her second climax hit much harder than the first.  She began bucking like a rodeo horse, and cried out for more. 
    As she came down, I again let her relax for a minute.  She said she had never cum twice in one night and never so hard.  A large smile crossed her face when I told her the night had only just begun. 
    I then kissed my way down her flat belly and began kissing and licking her soaking pussy.  I cupped both ass cheeks and lifted her to give me a better angle for my tongue to penetrate her pussy.  My tongue worked in and out of her until her third orgasm began to build.  When my mouth moved to licking and sucking her clit, my fingers reentered her pussy. 
    She was going crazy with lust.  Just as Julie was about to cum for the third time, I pulled my fingers out of her puss and sucked her clit hard.  She began bucking wildly.  I found her virgin asshole and inserted a finger to the first knuckle. 
    Julie was screaming, "Oh shit!  Fuck!  Eat me, more, more!" 
    A second knuckle entered her ass.  As Julie came and thrust her pussy up to my mouth, I shoved the whole finger into her ass.  I didn't use more fingers because I didn't want to hurt her.  Besides, I had other plans for that beautiful ass. 
    As she came down, Julie said she needed to rest just a bit.  As we cuddled and talked, she admitted she liked my finger up her ass, but wanted me to be careful.  She told me Mike had never eaten her, nor had he ever touched her asshole.  All he ever did was finger her until she was wet, climb on , hump until he came, and roll off.  She seldom had a orgasm. 
    I moved up beside her and held her tightly.  She began stroking me rock hard cock.  At six and a half inches, I'm not the biggest dick in the gym, but Julie said I was a little bigger than Mike.  She was amazed she had cum three times, and I hadn't even put it in her yet.
    As Julie continued to stroke me, I started feeling that familiar stirring in my balls.  I told her she needed to stop or I'd cum in her hand. 
    I reached for her pussy, but she said she still needed a little time. 
    "Have you ever given head?" I asked.
    This beautiful, 21-year-old, married, woman said, "No, but I'll try.  Tell me what to do."
    I had her slide down my belly to where she was laying with her head on my belly and her lips nearly touching the swollen head of my cock.  I very gently pushed her down and told her to kiss and lick the top of cock.  She did.  She licked up the drop of precum that had appeared there and softly kissed my cock's head.  I told her to open her mouth and take a little of it in and suck.  Without hesitation she took about two inches of me into her mouth and started sucking.  Julie was the perfect student.  She did everything I told her without question.  As I continued to instruct her, she began bobbing up and down on my raging hard-on.  She was licking the shaft and head with every up-stroke, and was soon hitting the entrance to her throat on the down-stroke. 
    I had her reposition so she was laying on top of me in the classic 69 position.  With my dick in her mouth and her pussy at my face, I firmly hugged her to me and resumed eating her still tight pussy. 
    When I warned her I was about to cum, she didn't say a word.  She just took me in as far as she cold and sucked harder.  She was holding my dick at the entrance to her throat. 
    I was too busy eating her sweet pussy to give any more warnings.   
    As I shot my first spurt, she jerked up about an inch, but went right back down and sucked even harder.  She held right there for the second spurt.  In my lust, I told her, "Take it down your throat baby."  She gamely tried, but just couldn't do it without gagging.  She held me deep in her mouth though, and continued sucking until she had sucked every drop of my cum from me and swallowed it all. 
    I had continued eating her, and with my tongue as deep in her pussy as I could get it, she quickly had her fourth orgasm.  This one was a little quieter that the last one.  She merely ground her pussy into my face and grunted with each thrust of my tongue.  Of course, it is difficult to scream when there's a cock in deep your mouth.
    It was my turn to need rest. 
    After a bit of rest, I again began petting Julie's pussy.  She soon spread her legs wide.  I crawled between them and resumed eating her.  My licks became longer and lower.  I pushed her legs up to where her knees were next to her tits.  She grabbed the backs of her knees and held them there. 
    While eating her pussy, I lubricated a finger with her pussy juices.  As she built toward another orgasm, I slipped a finger all the way into her pussy.  Without warning, I removed my finger and moved my tongue from her pussy to her virgin asshole.  A couple of licks and I drove my tongue into her asshole.  Julie was near cuming again.
    Julie's asshole was too tight to fuck with just her own juices.  I keep a tube of lubricant next to my bed.  I don't think Julie noticed when I reached for the lube.  A generous glob of lube was put in and around Julie's tight asshole.  I carefully massaged her sphincter to help it relax.  All the while, I was eating her pussy.  By that time, she was thrashing around and bucking up and down as she rapidly approached her next orgasm.
    I then lowered her legs a bit and lined up to invade her pussy with my cock.  One long slow thrust buried my shaft to the hilt.  I held there for a bit enjoying a very tight pussy.  As I began stroking in and out, Julie began humping back.  Soon, she brought her legs down and wrapped them around my waist.  She was cuming again.  I held tight into her depths as she thrashed beneath me.  I was trying to not cum.
    As her orgasm subsided, I resumed stroking her pussy.  Damn she was still tight.  I pulled her legs back up and stuck a finger back into her asshole.  Julie's eyes were somewhat glazed and nearly closed.  A wide smile covered her face.  Slowly I pulled out of her pussy and aimed my cock at her asshole.  Thanks to the lube and her own juices, it took just a little pressure and the swollen head of my cock popped into her virgin asshole.  Julie's eyes sprung wide open.  She tensed with the initial entry, but she soon relaxed as I held still.
    "All right?" I asked.
    She said, "Yes! Don't stop!"
    With that, I ever so slowly sank my dick into her no longer virgin asshole.  A couple of quivers and a grimace or two were the only adverse reactions Julie had.  When I was fully in her ass, I held still while she relaxed.  The stroking began slowly at first.   As I sped up, Julie started grunting and moaning and pulled her legs up even further.  Holding her legs like that let me get even deeper into her ass.  She grabbed he ass cheeks, spread them wide, and yelled, "Yes! Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass! Oh God! I'm cuming again!"
    As Julie came, so did I.  I must have given her the biggest load of cum I'd ever produced.  I seemed to cum and cum. 
    When we settled down, I pulled out of her ass and gave her a few more strokes in her pussy.  She just laid there holding her legs up and panting.  Slowly, she lowered her legs and wrapped her arms around me. 
    As I pulled out, I noticed her asshole was still slightly open with a single drop of cum dribbling out. 
    After resting, talking, and cuddling a while, we shared a shower and dressed.  Julie told me she didn't know it was possible to cum so hard, so many times, in so many ways. 
    I told her having the right partner makes it easy. 
    I got Julie home about an hour before Mike was due. 
    I never saw Julie, or Mike, again.  When I called a couple of weeks later, their phone had been disconnected.  Mike had quit his job a week earlier, and no one knew where they had gone.  I wondered how long it was before Julie insisted someone eat her pussy or fuck her in the ass again.  I wish her the best.
    To Mike, and all the other men who ignore their wives:  If you don't take care of them, someone else will.  It doesn't matter if they're young and gorgeous like Julie, or an average, middle-aged, wife.  She is appealing to someone.  Maybe me!                                                                               
                                                          
                                           
                              
                

            “Becky Farlop”. While glancing at the name tag on the door I knocked and waited. A second or two later, the door opened to reveal a very busty middle-aged women. She wore black rimmed glasses, a white blouse with a black mid-thigh loose skirt. Her dark brown hair fell to her middle back, and she stood a few inches shorter than me. Although quite older than me, she was a looker for sure.

            “Can I help you hun?” Becky asked me with raised eyebrows and tight lips.

            “Yes, my name is Trey, and I would like to hand in this application to you personally, Mrs. Farlop.”

            “And you couldn’t just hand it into the cashier?” She responded. It didn’t sound like a penetrating question, just a curious one.

            “Well I just wanted to make sure it went to someone who was in charge of the store. That way it may get more attention in their hands, yours, than sitting on a shelf under a register.”

            “Hmm, I like the initiative you took. I do need someone to stock the shelves, part-time. If you’d like, you can come in for the interview right now – I’m not busy with other business.”

            “Oh that’d be great. Thank you.”

            She opened the door to me and pointed to a chair sitting in front of her desk, then closed the door as she walked to her own desk chair. Becky’s office was small, but comfortable with a desk in the middle, a couch behind the door, two bookshelves, two chairs in all, and a small table with a plant.

            As I took my seat I noticed Becky bending over and pulling out a sheet of paper from a small stack. Her ass seemed quite fit for a woman around her late thirties. I noticed no ring on her left hand – so probably no husband. Even with her loose skirt on, one could tell she had the right curves.

            When she pulled the paper out, she looked backwards at me. My eyes instantly went to her face and I tried to give a friendly smile. Becky showed no emotion at my smile but sat down and said, “Alright let’s get started.”

            At first she just looked at the application and circled some things, and noted others. Then her voice caught my attention and asked, “Trey, how old are you?”

            “I’m 17.”

            “Do seventeen-year-olds always look at an older woman’s ass as she bends over?”

            Her question didn’t seem to sink in a first. I thought it was just nothing – not even real. But her questioning stare jolted my mind back to the suddenly bad situation at hand.

            “I… I didn’t realize I was staring. I’m sorry,” I stammered out.

            “So staring at an old ladies ass isn’t a normal thing for you?”

            Jeez, she just kept hammering the nail.

            “Well no, it’s not normal. But you’re definitely not an old lady. I wouldn’t say so.”

            With a smile now on her face she said, “Why thank you. Sorry to make it awkward for you. I’m just not used to young men giving me the look over.”

            Relief poured over me. And with relief came confidence. Becky was taking my staring as a compliment, which is always a good sign.

            “I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable by staring a little bit. That wasn’t my intention. I just saw beauty and looked a little longer than necessary.” Silky smooth, I thought to myself.

            There it was: a slight blush, biting of the bottom lip, eyes looking down. “I wasn’t close to being uncomfortable, but as for beauty, I wouldn’t call my behind anything beautiful.”

            “I’m sorry to say this, but you must be crazy. You are very beautiful. Whoever you are currently with is a very lucky guy.”

            “You are too nice.” With a slight frown, she added, “But sadly, I’m not with anyone right now.”

            At this point I figured what the hell. I couldn’t care less if I didn’t get this job or not. I was bound to get a call from the other stores. Might as well swing for the fences while I’m at the plate with nothing to lose.

            “Is there anything I could do to help you out?” I asked, with a wink at the end of the question.

            Becky licked her upper lip - slightly, stood up and started walking over to me. “Yes, just sit still and let me get something I’ve missed out on for awhile now.”

            Grand fucking slam.

            She knelt down in front of me and slid her hand from my knees to my belt buckle. Her hand shook with anticipation as the belt was undone and the pants were unbuttoned. I stood up when she was done, and let her pull down both my boxers and pants. She was a very eager cock sucker, that’s for sure. My right hand held tightly to the desk as my left fell to my side, then to the back of her head as she took my dick into her mouth.

            She swirled her tongue around and around, then pulled off my cock and began licking from the base to the mushroom head. Becky’s right hand held my shaft as her left switched from tossing her hair back, to softly rubbing my balls. I was pretty much in heaven. I say pretty much because right after I thought that, she took my whole cock into her mouth, then her throat and sent her muscles massaging my dick. Then I was in heaven.

            She continued her licking and sucking for a few minutes before I felt that magnificent feeling creeping around down below. Looking down at her complete interest in sucking my dick, I figured she’d know exactly when to be ready – so I didn’t say anything. A moment later, the rushing began and with a deep breath (I’m not a loud guy when I cum) I let loose into her mouth.  Her left hand must have felt the activity because she immediately took just the head into her mouth, placed it on her tongue and opened wide – eyes directly on me as her right hand stroked up and down.

            Shot after shot went into her mouth, the first three going straight back, with the couple more letting go directly on her tongue. When I was pretty much done, and pretty much laying on the desk due to my legs giving out, she close her lips around my head, cleaned me up and opened her mouth to show me my destruction. Winking at me, she closed her mouth and I saw her Adam’s apple move up then down. I got the drift.

            “Your are truly incredible,” I pretty much gasped – my breath was just being caught again.

            “Why thank you Trey. And you are the perfect size ( 7 inches or so, just to give you the picture).”

            “Now it’s my turn.” I took her hand and helped her up from her knees, then sat her down on the couch, facing out. Getting down on my knees, I pulled of my shirt, hiked up her skirt and pulled down a pair of white lace panties. Oh my god, I thought to myself, she shaves. And sure enough there were her smooth lips glistening with some moisture already.

            My face dove forward, and her hands took hold of her thighs to help keep them apart. First I started off just kissing around her sex, teasing her a bit. Her reactions of complete need excited me like no other. But her three simple words of, “Lick me now!” put my priorities straight. Using my fingers I spread her lips apart and worked my tongue along the outside, just outside of her clit, but not touching. Keeping this rhythm going, I switched hands between one rubbing her inner thigh, and the other spreading the lips for my working tongue. Hearing her moans growing louder, I kept her pussy open with one hand and the other gently brushed her clit.

            Becky’s hands let go of her thighs and started pulling off her shirt and bra. But being the focused worker I am, I let my tongue slide down to her hole. First just licking around it, but then diving forward, spearing her like a dick.

            “Ohhhh, fuck yeah. Oh my god, fuck me with your tongue honey,” her moans were low but I heard them just fine.

            Driving in and out with my tongue I looked up to see her top was off, and her fingers of each hand were twisting the nipple of a tit. She was close, I could tell. Becky’s eyes were closed, bottom lip was white from being bitten down on, and her whole body was red. Now I made my move.

            My right hand and tongue switched places quickly. I took her clit in between my lips and flicked it back and forth with my tongue, while my index finger slid easily into her pussy.

            “Ohh, fuck, fuck fuck. OH please don’t stop. EVER!” She said quite loudly. A part of me didn’t want her to be heard, but another wanted for us to be found.

            After sliding in and out I put in two fingers – which brought her over the top. A slow hum was coming out of her mouth, her fingers pinched down hard, and her thighs brought a prison of flesh down around my head. Luckily I got a deep breath in before darkness closed in on me.

            I kept slight movements going throughout her orgasm, keeping the pleasure flowing – but not enough to go over the top. When she finally settled down, she was back to life in an instant.

            “You. Fuck. Me. Now.” Becky ordered at me as she stood up and bent over the back of the chair. “Go fast and hard babe, I need this so fucking bad.”

            To say I argued would be the largest overstatement ever. I practically ran at her and drove my cock in. I got behind her, grabbed her waist in my left, and directed the course of action with my right. With a slight push my head was in, and a moan came out.

            “All the way, all the way,’ she panted. But she wouldn’t get it that easily, no, no.

            Slowly, inch by inch, I moved my cock into her. Of course she tried to speed up the process, but I kept a firm two-handed grip on her ass. When her glorious ass cheeks met my thighs, then I started what she wanted. Fast. I immediately move back than forward and repeated again and again. I don’t think she got in another breath before it was pushed out through a low growl.

            Luckily Becky had a firm stance and a good grip; otherwise the chair would have toppled over. I think the only reason an alarm in the store didn’t go off was because her office was so far in the back of the store. But I’d imagine some customer heard a chorus of moans that wasn’t from the jazzy radio playing over the speakers.

            Slap after slap, my thighs met her ass. What a sight: dick appears, pussy tries to pull it back, pussy succeeds, dick disappears, ass cheeks ripple. In the middle of this, she took her left leg and put it onto the seat of the chair. Wow, I had such a better drive with this new gain in plowing distance. Although marginal – it added up. Plus her body rose more upright, causing us to come to almost touching. I slowly slide my hand up the back of her ass cheeks, through the taunt muscles of her back, over her sides, and the up her front. Both hands grasped a tit, and that is when I realized that she is stacked! I had more than a handful, and her nipples were just the right length when hard. I felt her hand come up and close over my hands, holding them to her tits – so I slowed down a bit. I didn’t want her falling over or anything.

            Kissing the back of her neck, I began to slide my hands from underneath hers (which promptly clasped onto her mounds of pleasure) and ran them down her stomach. I reached the thigh junction, rubbed the inside thighs for a moment (all happening while still driving my fuck stick into her wanting pussy) then cupped her pussy. Left hand fingers found her clit and rubbed away, while my right index and middle fingers rubbed around my cock and her hole.

            About three strokes later she started humming really low, again. I knew what this meant by now and sped up my rhythm. I was close to cumming myself, but not the same time as her. While she road out her climax, I continued pumping away.

            “Mmmm, oh god. Fuck. Are you almost there?” She asked between breaths.

            “Yeah, where do you want it?” I answered.

            With a squeal she said, “Just let it go inside of me, I’m on the pill for my periods. Fill me up babe.”

            I didn’t think a response in words was needed. I just gave her everything I had left in a burst of speed and a moment later drove in hard and stayed there. Spurt after spurt filled her up. A nice warm feeling flooded her pussy (“oohh god, that feels so good” –Becky) and a pumped a little bit to keep things flowing.

            When I was done, and my knees were stable, I slide out of her. The moment I was out though, she was down on her knees again. A manager, a cleaning lady, and a cum lover. If I get hired, I would be in a dream land.

            “You’re good to go,” Becky said when she was done licking all traces of me off of… me.

            “Was my interview a success?” I asked with a grin.

            Standing up with hands on her hips she said, “Be here tomorrow when the store opens at 9 a.m. And be ready for more questions about how well you can handle the job.” I noticed a trickled of my cum starting to slide down her inner right thigh.

            I might just like my new job, in a dream land.

I hear a woman's voice calling me by my last name, i turn back, it's an old woman. I thinking to myslef, as a joke, that im getting lucky today with one at least getting interested in me. I walk to her and ask her to state her business, she explains she needs me to do something for her, i look a the time on my wathc, i've got nothing better to do anyways, and after a few seconds, i nod and accept to help her. I follow her, we pass the signs where it says only workers are authorize pass this point and we reach to where it seems to be her trailer.

Inside, its pretty much full with those things like crystal ball, talismans and other good wish items, i realize that she must be a fortune tell and wonder if she was going to try to seel me some crap and smile, doing a little joke about me not really believing in this stuff

She doesnt reply back and sits down on her chair, ask me to sit down, i see the seat across from hers and i sit down. She doesn't wait anytime by telling me the usual crap u would hear, i feel like i'm wasting my time until she says a personal info of my life that only me and my parents would know about. I freeze and wonder if she got lucky but it isnt luck, since she keeps on listing past events and i ask her to stop, not wanting to be remembered of these embarassing and hard moments.

I ask her how she knows about me so much and she says she sees in me something incredible, a power that all boys would dream about, she keep on staring at the crystral ball as she is saying, i don't try to interrumpt her. She takes my hand at one point and ask me to close my eyes, i ask her why she wants me to and she asks me again to do it and i close them. She says an incantation 3 times and a the third time, something went all over my body, a nice feeling, like something just came over and took some weight away from me, it's hard to explain, but what i can say is that i felt like a new guy at that moment. She lets go of my hand and when i look at her, i ask her what did she do to me, she says she doesn't knwo herself. I feel lost because of her answer and she adds that whatever happened was something good for me. I agree with her and she says it's time for me to leave becasue they would close the fair shortly, i get up and thank her before i leave her place, and at the moment i exit, i get a txt msg from one of my friends saying to meet at the exit.

I rush there and I'm last to arrive, everyone is making jokes about me being the last one as usual, i just smile, acting like i don't care really. We take the bus, in the bus, its packed, they are mostly in back, I'm more to the front. This is where it gets a bit freaky when i start to hear in my head all the women's depest thoughts, i can hear their heartbeat and also if they would say something, even at a low tone, i could hear it clearly. I put my hand on my hand, thinking i'm going nuts but manage to keep my cool, trying to focus my thoughts before this goes out of control.

The voices started to disapear and i smile, realizing now that what she gave me before like power, it was this. Mind by mind i go, i se i can only feel women's thoughts, which didn't matter to me. I look at the hottie in front of me, and go in her mind, i couldn't believe it, she looks like an angel but all she could think was being touched down there, in the bus. I hesitate at first but then for it, standing behind her, i lift her skirt a bit, she is surprised and turn her head around, asking me to stop this. I tell her not be so loud, grab her ass, she lets go a little moan. After i reach for her panties, she shakes her hands a bit, asking me gently to stop this right now, but i could feel her thoughts, she was begging me to do the opposite, and i keep going. i pull them on the side and slide a finger in pussy, going in, i ask her to move her legs apart a bit, she just do it and time to time, as im fingering her, she lets out a few moans, bitting her lip at the same time. But soon, it wasn't only auditive thoughts i was getting from her but also visual thoughts, where she would be getting gangbanged by a bunch of guys, i can see teh big smile on her face, for getting so many dick at the same time.

By luck, when my friend calls me up, reminding me we are gtting out now, i take my finger out, and wishper to her frm a distance that i enjoyed this and hope that she did also. I leave my spot and get off fro the bus, it's only me and another friend getting off from the bus. I ask him how it was back there with that girl he met there. He does as usual, he simply says with pride how this girl was all over him as usual and he was thinking he would do her fast to get rid of her, but add that she won't be easy. I think about that woman in the bus and simply smile, and wonder if i should my friends about it. Bue instead, i decide it's time for me to do my own stuff, leaving the boys out of this one. We get to my house first and he waves goodbye at me. I go inside the house and get that crazy about going out and try out my new tallents.

As i head to the garage, my mom stops me in tracks, asking me to follow her in the kitchen. I'm presented to her friend and her daughter, she should be around my age, she's wearing a blue haltar as a top, and black mini skirt and white shoes. Her boobs should be C size, and when i try to read her mind, i only get feeling of unconfort when she looks up at me. The mom is kinda ugly so i don't bother check on her, she really nice though, a good thing about her at least, but i want to focus on the daughter.

As i sit down besides the daugther, i go throught her mind and to keep her busy, i present myself and she response coldy back that she knows already and she says her name is Kayla, her mom asks Kayla not to be so rude with me, i look at the mom and says it's alright, i feel more anger coming from her.

I find out that all of this is all a trick to get her away from her boyfriend, her mom caught them in bed once, and since Kayla has been forbidden to seem, even if she has been seeing him without the mom finding out about it. The boyfriend and Kayla would usually have sex in place where they could get caught. She wants a man that can control her and her boyfriend hasn't been the only one doing her inthe last few momenr.

When we find a quiet room, she walks inside and what i feel from from her is a need to see if i would be able to take control when i get the chance, but I don't do anything, leaving her to do the first move. Getting bored, she takes her cell from her purse that she has been carrying all this time and says she's going to call her boyfriend because she is bored, and while she's inputing the number in, i grab the cellphone and take it away from her, she looks at me and try to reach for it without success.

I tell her that i don't want her to call her man like this because it's not cool, she just smile at me, calling me pussy. pushing me back a bit. When she goes for a second time, i grab her hand and hold it by her wrist tghtly, she cries out in pain a bit, but at the same time i can feel her level of excitment rise a bit. I keep with the game by bringing her close to me, telling her as a lie that girl has never dare talk to me like that. She gets even more excited by what i tell her, feeling like she's facing a man, not a boy. She heats things up by laughing in my face and i throw her on the couch, she acts like i did hurt her, i walk up to her, but not sure of what i'm doing, i call her bitch and tell her that she should be shotting her mouth if she doesn't want to get hurt really bad. she smiles at my warning and dares me to try something with me.

I act mad and slap her on teh face, making fall on the side of teh couch, she didn't get the chance to get back up, because I'm already hldoing her by her hair and pull her head back up. I felt her needed to be fucked right now rise even higher. I stop there, realizing that women never actually express really what they really desire. I come back to me when she winces, i get back to that mean man and order to take out my dick out of my pants, she shakes her head, refusing but then change her mind when she hears me say that I will hurt her even more, she does it and couldn't believe it that it was this big, me i couldnt believe that my first time would be like this.

She shows off her skills in giving her, using her tong at the same time, giving me much more pleasure and when i feel like i can't hold back anymore, i cum in her mouth and order her to swallow, and she does it.

I tell her that I'm not done with herand throw her head on the couch. She only get the chance to lift her head a bit that she feels my cold hands on her warm butt, i lift her skirt and start caressing her ass. She asks me what I'm about to her, i simply smile because in her mind, she was calling me her new man, she is so fucking horny now, i move my head down on her pussy and smell and tell her that i enjoy smelling wet pussy like hers, she denies being turned on by all this. i laugh and tell her i know that she enjoys such treatments, she shakes her head, saying she will tel her mom when this is over, in her mind she is begging that she be punished for talking back. I take off my belt from my pants and star whipping her ass with it, knowing that she used to it already. She lets out big screams, starting to a lot wetter and giving it in to me, her behind is really red and she is breathing heavily, like she never felt this good. i let go of my belt and when i put my hands on her ass, she lets out a little scream and tell her that if she tells me she is just a little hoe, i will fuck her. Her exact words where ' i'm just a slut that only feel good when a dick is fucking me hard...plz fuck me now, i need yur big cock'. So far so good and when i start fucking her, she couldnt stop moaning loudly, and i didn't care at this moment that we were being too loud, i just didint want to this moment to stop. I'm pulling her hair the same time im banging her, i looked like i was enjoying this horse and i didnt want to stop, and by surprise, my mom walks in, finding us naked, she stays without a word. She didn't know what she should do and that's when i see Kayla's mother walk in, screaming and going towards her, she starts blaming her for what is happening. My mom walks up to me and i tell her i didn't know what to do, because she kept seducing me, and that for once a girl pays attention to me, i didnt want to ruin. I feel releaved when she says she believes me and calms the other mother down while Kayla gets dressed. They leaves soon after, winking at me before she gets in the car and leaves with her mom

In a way i felt releaved that i dont get blamed for this...that is until next time, since then, i havent got enough pussy, going from one girl to another one, become a well know player and enjoying this, and finally where i would be teh top dog

I HOPE U ENJOYED IT

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Then next day, Sam was sitting at home channel surfing, when he realized he never called Gina. Shaking, he picked up his phone and the piece of paper with her number on it. He slowly punched in the 10 numbers written on it, and sighed as he put the receiver to his ear. It was ringing. Well, at least I know it’s a real number, he thought to himself. “Hello?” He heard on the other line. “Hi, Gina?” Sam was so nervous he thought the phone might slip from his hands because his palms were so clammy. “Yes, this is Gina.”

“Hey, it’s Sam from last night.”

“Oh, hi! I was wondering when I’d hear from you!”

“Haha. How are you doing?”

“I’m great! So is my tire.”

“Good, good. So, I was wondering if you were free later tonight.”

“Yeah, totally. Wanna pick me up at 7 and we can go to dinner?”

“Ok, sounds good. Where do you live?”

Gina gave Sam her address, and he wrote it down on the same piece of paper he put her number on. They said their goodbyes. Sam ran into his bathroom, took a shower, and got dressed and ready.

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He was at her apartment at 7 o‘clock sharp. He walked into her building and over to her door. He knocked three times, and she opened the door. She looked absolutely astonishing, wearing a tight black tube dress, her hair up in a sexy style, her face and make up flawless. “Hey,” she said as she smiled big. “Hey,” Sam said back. “So, are you ready?” “Yeah, let me just grab my purse.” Gina ran and grabbed a little black bag off of her couch and walked back towards Sam, looking into his eyes. Sam felt that twitch in his pants again. Man, you got yourself a beauty! He couldn’t help but watch how she moves her body as she walked towards the door to her building. He wanted her bad. When they made it to his car, he opened the door for her. “Thanks.” She smiled at him and shut her door, then ran around the car and got into the driver’s seat and drove to the restaurant.

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They had a great time, talking about everything under the sun, Sam impressing Gina with his witty sense of humor, then playfully arguing about who would pay. Sam won. They decided on heading over to a bar right down the street for a few cocktails afterwards. Gina had a few too many and Sam had to help her into his car. He only had one, as he had to drive. He pulled up in front of Gina’s building and helped her to her apartment. Sam asked her for her key, and she handed it to him. He pushed the key into the lock and opened the door. He brought her into her room and laid her down on her bed. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and said goodbye. “Wait!” Gina yelled. Sam walked back over to her and leaned down. Gina smiled, grabbed the collar of his shirt, and pulled him down to her, kissing him hard. Sam went along with it, though she was drunker than a skunk in a redneck’s refrigerator. He kissed her back, placing his hand on the side of her head. They locked for a few minutes, when Gina flipped on to of Sam. She ripped open his shirt and kissed down his chest and stomach, opened his pants and went to the little opening in his boxers. Sam’s hard penis was protruding out of it, begging for the attention of the beauty he met out of pure luck. Gina kissed up alongside his cock, and stuffed it into her mouth, practically swallowing it whole. “Ohhhh, fuck, that feels great, baby,” he said breathlessly. He placed his hands on the back of her head, taking the clip she used to hold it up, and grew even harder as he felt her hair fall onto his partially bare leg. Gina was taking his cock in her mouth so well, sucking hard, pressing her tongue up against the shaft. Sam moaned, humping her face. She gagged slightly and sat up. She unzipped the back of her dress and slipped it off, revealing a sexy black lace thong and black strapless bra. Then she started taking off the bra, and sensually dropped it to her side. She is so fucking sexy! Sam was getting even more excited, if that was even possible. She took off her thong as well, throwing it at Sam’s face. Sam laughed and threw the underwear onto the floor. Then, Gina pulled Sam’s pants off while Sam took off his shirt. Gina crawled over to Sam and kissed him, then placed her wet pussy delicately over his eager mouth. Sam started licking her like crazy, Gina moaning softly. He licked and sucked all over her until Gina couldn’t take it anymore. She quickly moved off of Sam’s face and onto his cock. She slowly pushed herself onto his shaft until her pussy swallowed him whole. She moved up and down, her sexy body bouncing on his groin, her beautiful breasts moving with her body. Gina moaned loudly. Sam was breathing hard. Her pussy was so soft and warm. He couldn’t help himself when he flipped Gina onto her back. She wrapped her legs around his strong torso as he fucked her hard. Gina screamed his name as he pounded her harder. Sam was moaning loudly, his whole body shaking hard. He felt his hardness ready to explode, and so was Gina. Gina’s orgasm rippled over his cock, and he knew he was ready to cum. He pulled his cock out of her fast and rubbed it, cumming all over her stomach and breasts. Sam collapsed on top of Gina, and she wrapped her arms around him.

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After they laid there for what felt like hours, Sam sat up. “I’d better go,” he said to Gina, who was still laying down, her body glistening with cum. “I have to work tomorrow.” Gina sat up and kissed him softly. “Thank you. Tonight was wonderful,” she said sweetly. Sam smiled, “You’re welcome.” He went into her bathroom and grabbed a towel to wipe the sperm off his torso. Gina stood up and took the towel from him to wipe herself off, and then she grabbed her robe. Sam got dressed, and Gina walked him to her door. “Call me?” Gina said in a sexy voice. “Of course,” Sam replied, as they shared one more sweet, tender kiss. Sam walked down the hall to the door while Gina watched. Gina shut her door, smiled and let out a giggle, then went to bed. Sam smiled as he stepped outside. What a wonderful night, he thought as he got into his car. Then he drove away into the night, thinking about the next time he gets to be with Gina again.

I grasped his firm, stiff cock and pulled it towards my face as I leaned forward, my knees firmly planted in his plush red carpet. I rubbed it twice against the side of my face, the head tickling me as it rubbed against my soft cheek. I kissed it gently as he let out a sigh and leaned all the way back on his bed. As I pulled my head away, I could see a long, thin strand of semen leading from my moist lips to the tip of his penis. This strand, thin as a piece of thread, pulled me back in, as if it were a thick piece of rope to which I was bound.

Immediately I thrust my head upon his hard, thick member, allowing it to fill my eager, hungry mouth. I ran my tongue, up and down the fat shaft, my jaw wide open but my lips sealed around the wide, meaty base, as it’s head tickled my pharynx in just the right way. I pulled my head back, opening my mouth, and my saliva gushed out of my mouth, running down his shaft like a waterfall until it gathered around his loose, hanging balls, and eventually dripped down onto the carpet below. I laughed and proceeded to lick his cock several times, running my tongue upward from his balls as he leaned forward and ran his fingers through my hair. As he leaned back again, I grasped his throbbing, pulsing penis with both hands, and quickly began to bob my head up and down in it, allowing his tool, slippery with my own drool, to slide in and out of my mouth each time, as I twisted my hand around the lower portion.

He let out several moans before he sat up again and grasped be by my head. He slowly pushed my head down on his rock solid cock, forcing himself into the furthest reaches of my oral cavity. He then stood on both feet and began thrusting his cock into my mouth with his hips, slowly at first, then more quickly. His hands were now only being used to keep my head in place. Juices from my vagina ran down my legs, and formed a small puddle on the carpet below. I realized I had my hands free, so, placing one hand on the bed for balance, I brought my arm to my groin, and slipped my fingers into my hot, moist pussy. I slid them in and out, matching the rhythm of the hips thrusting into my mouth.

I looked up at his bare chest, then closed my eyes. I tried to let out a moan, but all that occurred was a glob of drool spraying out of my mouth by my lower lip. He quickened his pace, as did I, and I could begin to feel his balls against my chin, lightly at first, but soon slapping hard against my chin and throat, the wet sound of flesh slamming into flesh reverberating in my eardrums. It soon seemed that I could take no more, and I thrust my fingers into my pussy, falling back onto the carpet with my legs wrapped firmly around my hand.

Just as I fell into orgasm, he began to cum, standing over me, thick, hot, white cum shooting out of the head of his cock in jets, raining down upon me and slathering my chin, mouth, nose and tits. I could feel the semen landing, and hear the dull splat as it hit my flesh. The smell overpowered my senses, and as it began running in streams down my cheeks I wiped my face with my hands, then ran my tongue over it. I looked up to see him standing over me as he squatted down, his crotch meeting my face. He slapped his cock against my forehead several times, as excess semen dribbled out and ran into my hair. His balls rested just above my upper lip, and my nose was filled with the aroma of sweat, cum and drool.

He stood up and shot one final load onto my closed eyes, and in a short time I could hear the door close as I once again was alone.