She thought back to her first time. It was so great. Who would have ever thought that little Faith could handle sucking five big cocks in a row? Who would have thought she could take all five cocks to the back of her tiny mouth without gagging and swallow every drop of cum? Who would have thought she would have the gall to do this with five of her coworkers, all of whom had girlfriends.

Even now, at age 25, she still fantasized about the day that would shape the way she felt about sex for the rest of her life. It made her pussy drip every time she thought about it. That experience turned Faith into a cum guzzler who liked sucking dick on the job, especially when the dick was attached to a married man.

She showered, ate breakfast, and got dressed in a sexy bra-and-panty set that she wore under her business skirt. She put her glasses on and looked at herself in the mirror to make sure everything was in place. As she was checking herself out, the phone rang.

“Hello,” she said in her cheery saleswoman voice.

“Faith, hi, this is Shawn.”

“Oh, hi. What’s up?” Shawn was Faith’s friend. She was especially fond of him because he kept an open mind about her sexuality. People were always giving her a hard time because she liked to fuck so many married men. Shawn never mistreated her or disrespected her and she loved him for it. She would do anything for him. She even offered to suck his dick but Shawn was faithful to his wife. He would never cheat on her.

He had run into some financial trouble and had to sell his house in a hurry. The first person he called was Faith. She agreed to not only sell the house, but even give him her portion of the commission to help him get back on his feet.

Shawn said, “Faith, I messed up.” He sounded frantic.

“What do you mean?” asked Faith.

“Remember I said we had a whole year before they foreclosed on the house? I was wrong. I misunderstood the message they left on my voicemail. I thought the guy said I have thirteen months. He said I have thirteen weeks. That was three months ago. We only have until the end of this week to sell the house or they’ll take it.”

“Did you say thirteen weeks? It usually takes at least a year before they get finished with the legal stuff.”

“It has been about a year. I started having financial problems a long time ago. I’ve been missing payments since last year.”

“You should have told me. I would have given you the money.”

“I know you would’ve but I didn’t wanna bother you with my problems. Damn it, Faith. My shit’s in the wind. The house isn’t going to sell by then.”

Faith said, “Shawn, listen to me. Start packing your bags. The house will be gone by the end of the day. I have a client set up to view it and I guarantee he’ll buy it. I just need you to be out of the house between six and seven o’clock.”

“How do you know he’s gonna buy?”

“Let me worry about that. He’ll buy; I know he will. Just be out between six and seven o’clock and I’ll take care of the rest.”

Faith met with her last client of the day. He was an older man in his mid 40’s that she noticed was always looking at her ass. She had never fucked an older man before, but she really wanted to try it and see if the rumor about the experience an older man brings to the table was true.

His name was Victor. She thought he was cute. Normally she would have already tried to fuck him but she was a little intimidated by his age. She wasn’t sure if he would like her. That’s why she thought this situation was blessing in disguise. It gave her a good reason to try.

She told Victor to get in her car. She wanted to ride together this time instead of having him follow behind her like he usually did.

She had the top buttons undone on her blouse and spread wide open to give Victor a good look at her cleavage. She started up a conversation just to make eye contact and bat her eyelashes at him. She was trying to test him out and see if he was interested.

He was. The more she smiled and winked, the closer he leaned to her. He kept peeping downward to get a look at those luscious tits. Victor had fucked plenty of business women in his college days. Being here with Faith was starting to bring back old memories.

They arrived at Shawn’s house. Faith walked with an exaggerated switch as she led Victor up the walkway. She said, “This is my personal favorite house. If I didn’t already have one, this is the house I’d buy.”

She looked over her shoulder. Victor was staring at her ass with lust in his eyes. He looked up when he noticed she was looking at him. She smiled and he smiled back. “You’re supposed to be looking at the house, Victor,” she said.

“I like the scenery down there better.”

“You’re so silly,” she said. She took the key out of the lockbox and unlocked the door. She allowed Victor to enter first. As she held the door for him, she quickly checked his crotch. It was bulging in his pants. Her pussy started getting wet. She knew she was getting some cock tonight.

She pointed out how spacey the house was, showed him the den and the backyard through the kitchen window. It was very well kept.

Her nerves started getting edgy as she led him to the dining room. She was about to make her move and she didn’t know how he would react. She said, “Do you like?”

“Yes, but it seems like a waste of space for a single guy like me, though.”

“Well, you might not be single all your life.”

“That’s true.”

“So you like it so far?”

“It’s nice. Let’s take a look at the bedroom.”

Faith smiled and her eyes lit up. She said, “Okay. Follow me.”

The bedroom was huge. There was a gigantic window that went from the floor to the ceiling and covered the entire length of the room. She agreed that it was too big for a single guy. She had to make a move now or lose the sale.

She led Victor to the private bathroom, said, “You get your own restroom and it’s only accessible through the master bedroom. It comes complete with plenty of storage space under the cabinet…”

Victor didn’t hear anything else that came out of Faith’s mouth because she bent over to show him the cabinets and her ass looked truly beautiful in that skirt.

She saw that the bulge in his pants had gotten bigger. She sat on bathroom counter, lifted her skirt high enough for Victor to see her thighs, and stopped just short of her pussy. She said, “You got plenty of space to do things in the bathroom, anything you might want.”

Victor trembled and started breathing deeply. He grabbed a handful of cock and said, “I can think of a few things I’d like to do.”

“So do you think this is the house for you?”

Victor said, “I don’t know. I think I need to see more.”

Faith knew what he was talking about. He wanted to see more of her body. She started to relax now that she knew Victor was willing.

She said, “It’s nearing the end of the month and I’ve got to make my quota.” She started unbuttoning her blouse all the way down. “Can I show you some more features?” She leaned over the bathroom sink and raised her skirt all the way up.

Victor stared lustfully with his mouth open as he massaged his prick. Faith looked so sexy leaning over the sink bent over with her high heel pumps and curly locks of hair. Her panties fit close. They were snug between her white ass cheeks. Faith bent further over. Victor’s heart just about melted as he stared at the two lovely masses of flesh parted by a fine crack.

Her tender pussy was dripping cunt juice. The part of her panties that touched it was soaked.

Victor said, “That looks real good. This fucking house is starting to look really good.”

“We’re not done yet, Victor. There are still some other features that you haven’t seen yet.” She took off her shirt and sat on the counter with her legs open, gently caressing her thighs. She moved her hands up her belly to her tits and started kneading them. Then she unhooked it and took it off completely.

Poor Victor looked like he was on the verge of losing control. His upper lip was quivering and he was taking small steps towards her. For a moment, he closely resembled a madman.

“You like?”

He nodded.

“Well let’s look at the rest of the house.” She walked past him shaking her ass from side to side. The only thing she was wearing was high heels and tight panties that were conveniently wedged in her cute ass.

With built-in cabinets and shelves attached to the wall, the den was the perfect place to fuck. She said, “Check out these high cabinets up here.” She sat on the counter and spread her legs from east to west. Only the thin string of her panties concealed her pussy.

“Oh, my goodness,” said Victor. “This house is starting to look good now.”

“I think this is going to be your favorite room.”

“Why do you think that?” asked Victor as he approached her.

“Well, I just think that there’re plenty of opportunities in here.”

She grabbed the back of his head and buried him in her soft tits. He squeezed both tits together and forced his tongue between them, then closed his mouth around the left nipple and made his way to the right.

He said, “Oh, yeah, you got lots of great features.”

Faith nudged him away, turned around, bent over and pulled her panties down to the floor. She said, “I’m kinda partial to this as well.” She reached behind her and rubbed her fingers in her greasy slit.

“Mmmmmm, nice curves. I’m loving this house more and more already.”

“So you think we can work something out?”

“We can definitely work something out,” Victor said as he got on his knees and massaged Faith’s ass. As he enjoyed the pliable feel of her rear end, he slid his thumbs in her pussy and opened it up. There were clear traces of cunt juice around the clit and in the hole. He held the pussy lips open with two fingers while he slid the index finger of the other hand deep inside her twat.

Faith started rocking back and forth on his hand. It felt like a thin dick was inside of her. Her juices were flowing like rain now.

Victor couldn’t resist getting taste of this sexy young tender. He made her hold still and spread her pussy as wide as it would open. Then he put his face as far in it as it would go.

Faith clung to the shelf to keep from falling over. Her head was feeling dizzy from Victor’s soft tongue swirling around in her hole. He straightened his tongue and rolled it up like an arrow. He jabbed at her pussy with his tongue, using it like a miniature cock and didn’t stop until she came.

He wiped his cunt soaked face and stood up. Faith said, “So are you ready to shake on the deal?”

“I don’t know. I think I need more time.”

Faith put her finger in her mouth and started sucking on it. She leaned on her knees and said, “What would it take to convince you?”

Victor said, “Hmmm” pretending to think it over. “Something that’ll get my mind off the money.”

“Like what?”

“I know—like if I could concentrate on that mouth of yours.”

Faith got on her knees and crawled to him like a sexy cat. She licked her lips as she focused on that piece of hard meat concealed in his pants. She pulled his dick out. She was surprised to see that it was very big. For some reason, she expected and older man to have a smaller cock.

It was oozing pre-cum, which was fine because it meant he was on the verge of an orgasm. She was enjoying herself but it was getting late and she had to wrap up the deal. The way to do that was to wrap the stiff prick in her face.

Her pussy tingled as she put Victor’s meaty cock in her mouth. Oh, fuck, she loved her job. Where else could you fuck married men, single men, older men, young men, every kind of man in the world?

Victor humped her wet mouth and watched her take it all in. His cock was jumping in her mouth. This young slut was a pro. He said, “You saved the best for last.”

Faith said, “Why do you think I’m the number one house seller out here?” When the last word was out of her mouth, Victor’s cock was back in it. She pulled it out again and started licking his balls while she looked up at him with her naturally cheerful eyes. She said, “You better not dirty up the nice carpet. You better get it all over me instead.”

She spit on his cock and let the saliva drip down his shaft. Then she caught it by deep-sucking him before it got to his cock hairs. It had been a long time since Victor had been sucked like this and he was getting close to cumming.

She let some saliva hang in a long string between her tongue and Victor’s cock. Victor was watching from above with his mouth opened wide in amazement. He was breathing terribly hard. Faith smiled because she thought it would be funny if the old guy dropped dead and she had to explain that the cause of death was a extraordinary blowjob.

She swirled her tongue around in circles on the cock head. Then she sucked him deep again and let saliva drip off the dick to her heaving tits. She moaned, “Mmmmmmm.”

When her breasts were wet with spit, she closed them around Victor’s cock and started tit fucking him. He slid his dick up and down her tits and watched as she caught a taste of the cock head every time it reached her mouth. He said, “I’m about to cum,” but Faith already knew this because his body had started to shake.

She removed her glasses and begged excitedly for him to get it all over her face. She said, “Tell me when.” She started jacking him off, masturbating his thick cock better than he could himself.

She put it back in her mouth and got the tip nice and slick while she continued to stroke his meat.

The thought of cumming in this young, professional woman’s mouth sent Victor over the top. He shot a nice load of cum on Faith’s forehead and mouth.

“Yes, get it all over me,” she moaned.

She rubbed his spent cock on her face for a few minutes to spread the sperm around.

When she was done, she opened her eyes and Victor said, “Sold! Where do I sign?”

Faith pointed to her cum-drenched face and said, “On the dotted line.”

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“Liza it seems your clothes are all soaked, why don’t you remove them. Remember its only lunch time.” I almost laugh at the sight of her quickly undoing her bra and the buttons of her refine clothes. Soon she was naked in front of me, like Eve in the garden. My fingers did not stop from touching her insides which is the reason why she is moaning and is begging me to use my tool for she was already at the verge of orgasm.

I stop from stroking her insides and slowly I undid my clothes, but she was going crazy and is craving of my tool. I didn’t notice that she was already on her knees until I felt her tongue against my penis.  She is really good on this with her right hand assisting in stroking the length of my 8 inch tool; her left hand is caressing my balls. From time to time she will put my balls on her gently scratching with her teeth and tongue.

I was in ecstasy but I am a man and that I cannot let myself be controlled so with force I push her back on the sofa. With her left leg on my shoulder I merge mine with her pussy, she is brought unto a world of lust as I push and pull my throbbing cock inside her. “Ahhhh…ahhh…Rylie..I-I couldn’t take it anymore..p-please let me cum.”

She was pleading and her moaning became louder. “P-Please Im going crazy…ahhh.”

I put her leg down and flip her so I will be fucking her from behind. Our sweat is mixed up and I know the sofa is quite soaking with her scent and wetness. She was in ecstasy as I gain my rhythm; I can feel my balls banging her clit which make her moan more. My balls are tightening as I felt her pussy grasping my cock. I growl as we both reach the climax. Her voice is slowly fading; I can hear her call for me but I ignored her and went on inside my shower room.

After a few more minutes I entered my office with fresh feeling. I checked the clock and it was about 1:00 PM. We’ve been fucking for quite some time approximately 30-40 minutes I guess, too much for me satisfying my woman. I looked at my sofa and found her fast asleep. I wake her up and told her the time. She always leaves at this time of the day to have lunch with his boyfriend who works on the next building. A couple more minutes and her phone ring with her bf on the other line. She answered casually as if I do not exist there.

“I’m leaving for my lunch, boss.”, she open up her lips and started kissing me again. I grope her breasts and reminded her of the pills if she doesn’t want to get pregnant. She told me she loves me, I just smiled and hugged her.

 She agreed to have a relationship with me although she knows I don’t have any plans of marrying her. I told her that straight before I could hurt her. I am a playboy but I have my own definition of respect for women.

After a few more minutes she was out of my sight and I find myself looking into some documents and papers I should be reading thoroughly as the managing director of a respected company. A lot of investors commented me to be youngest Managing Director they know; at the age of 23 I am now handling a big organization. Though they question my age they never doubted my abilities as a manager, and I live to that expectation. I worked hard for this position and I believe I deserve it although my immatureness comes into play as I work with these amazing women who surround me.

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She asked if I had any popcorn because she was hungry and I told her where it was in the cupboard.  She said it was my place so I should go get it.  There was no way that I could get up and let her see that I was as hard as hell so I said that I was tired and if she wanted it she would have to get it!

She complained but got up and did the popcorn.  While she was out I made another attempt at adjusting my position so that it didn't hurt quite so much.  I tried thinking of something really boring so that my hard dick would go soft again but the movie was paused at the scene where the woman was gently kneeding the guy through his boxers. 

I thought that maybe if I could pop the top button of my jeans it would give my dick a little more room to breathe - it did that ok the head of my dick poked out of the top.  It already had some precum on it so I wiped it off with my finger.  I heard some noise so i put the cushion back on my hard dick and pretended to be watching the screen of the TV.  She went to sit down on the other couch but then changed her mind and came and sat on my couch.  She told me to move my legs so she could sit down.  With great difficulty I did.

We carried on watching the movie and it got worse.  Surely this was as near to porn as you could get from Blockbuster!

She kept looking over at me and eventuallyt he movie finished.  "Are you going to make me a drink or do I have to do that for myself as well?"  she asked.  "No, you have to do that for yourself as well,"  I replied.

Then she shocked the hell out of me.  She said that she wasnt' going out again because she wanted to watch this time if I was going to play with myself!  I was shocked and asked her what she meant.

She pulled the cushion away and said, "that's what I mean!"  I was so embarrased and tried to pull the cushion back and then she shocked me once more.  She said that I was obviously as hot as she was and why didn't we have a jerk off.  I was speechless, was she for real.

She undid her jeans and slid them down her ankles along with her underwear.  Her pussy was wet as hell and my dick poked even more out of my jeans than before.  She inserted her finger into her pussy and spread some of her juices over her clit and started to rub.  Holy cow was this really happening.  She told me that the person who came last was the winner and the person who lost had to do what the other person told them to.  Hell I could do that!

I pulled my zipper down and eased my jeans to my ankles and then my boxers.  My dick shot out like a gun from a bullet.  I heard her take a sharp intake of breath.  She looked at my 9 inches of meat and started rubbing her clit even more.  I started to stroke my uncut dick, rubbing the foreskin up and down.  Man I could feel my balls tighten already.  Watching her sink two fingers into her pussy then rub her clit with her other hand was too much and I exploded with a loud groan.  She smiled and then shouted, "oh god yes," and she came all over her hand.

I gave a nervous laugh and went to  pull up my boxers and jeans.  She caught hold of my hand and told me that she'd won so I had to do anything she told me to.  She told me to take all my clothes off while she took all her clothes off.  Her tits were sooo nice I just wanted to touch them.  then she went to her bag and led me to my bedroom.  she lay me on my bed and and before I knew it she had handcuffed both my wrists to the headboard of the bed.  She then said I was not allowed to say a word until she took the handcuffs off or there would be a punishment for me!

She climbed onto my face and sunk her pussy into my face.  I licked her clit and then she moved so I could lick her pussy.  She kept gyrating her hips so that I alternated between her pussy and clit.  She started to move quicker and her breath started to get quicker too.  and then she came all over my face.

She moved down the bed and by this time my dick was rock hard again and was swaying in the wind.  She ran her tongue over the head of it and then gave little kisses all down each side.  She cupped my balls in her hands then sucked them, then left a trail of saliva back up to the head and placed her mouth over the head of my dick.  I had never met a woman who could take me all in her mouth because of my size but hell she couldn't have had any reflexes in the back of her throat because she sucked me to the base and back up again without even gagging.  She did that a few more times and I started to move my hips backwards and forwards to fuck her mouth.  She took her mouth off of me for a second and inserted her finger into her mouth and then put her mouth back on me.  She then inserted her finger up my ass.  God I'd never had that done before and holy shit it felt good. I was torn between feeling guilty because it was up my butt and liking it so much.  It didnt' take me long to shoot my load after that and she drank every drop of it.

she then came back up to my head and for the first time she kissed me.  She sucked on my tongue like she had sucked on my dick and then she undid the handcuffs.  I'd never felt like this before and I was so horny I was hard again.

I stuck two fingers up her pussy and she started to grind against them.  I kissed her hard while I did this and she grabbed at my dick and started to jerk me off.

I turned her over so that she was on her knees and I eased my dick into her pussy. All this time no one had said anything.  there had been quiet moans but everything had been supressed until now.

"Oh god yes fuck me hard, ram that big black dick up me, oh god yes, yes, fuck me, ram me, come on ram me."  I'd never had anyone talk to me like this before either.  So I joined in.

"do you like my dick?  Do you want more eh?  Come on baby cum for me, cream for me baby," all the time I was fucking her pussy hard so that my balls were slapping against her ass.  I slid my hand around the front of her and started to rub her clit.  She started to scream and she came hard but I was far from finished.  I flipped her over again and put her legs on my shoulders and I rammed her from the front.  She was begging me to come but I wasn't ready yet.  If this never happened again I was going to make the most of it now.  She came again and her whole body was covered in sweat.  Then she rolled me over and she sat on top of me.  She was grinding her hips on my hard dick telling how good it felt and how I was making her wetter than she'd ever been before.  She'd slide me almost out of her and then bang back down on me.  This woman knew how to fuck.  She came another twice before I could feel my balls start to tighen, I was going to come but not like this.  I flipped her over onto her back and lay on top of her shoving my dick quickly back in to fill her pussy again.  Two big thrusts and I was done.  I filled her hole with my juice and she came again too.

I lay there on top of her with my shrinking dick still inside her.  I kissed her more softly now and said, "what have we done."

She gave a giggle and said, "I dont know about you but you've just forfilled my fantasy that I have about you everytime I'm alone without you."

I told her about my fantasy too and how I used to jerk off thinking I was fucking her.  She giggled and we both fell asleep on the bed, naked.

When I woke up she was still sleeping but there was a part of my body that wasn't sleeping, I rolled over and

Now you don't expect there to be another one so soon do you?  Just wait and let me know if you need part two.

            As soon as my body was submerged in the water, she gazed into my eyes, and I couldn't help thinking what was running through her well proportioned little mind of hers. She ran her hand stroking my face, down my chest, and touching each individual muscle in my abs..(i had a six pack thank you very much =]) then she grabbed my balls..I jumped. She twirled her hand around my rock hard dick, still intently staring into my eyes. Then, she started storking my shaft..and then started to yank it. Up and down and up and down in a rhythimic pace. She did this for about three minutes, me loving every single second of it. SHe started building up her pace with every storke which caused me to moan. She grabbed my balls, and knew I was about to cum. She stopped and said, "Want to return the favor?" I couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. I took my hand and started playing around her clit , she squirmed around a little. I then started to rub her clit vigorously, while taking her left nipple into my mouth while I massaged her right tit with my right hand. She tilted her head back and let out a moan. I looked at her and she said she was ready.

         I took a good look at her and examined her fit, well toned body. I began to but my cock into her love hole, but she put her hand up to my hips and stopped and said, "Wait! I still want you to.."

haha this is only part two. leave comments if you wanna see what happens next

I had finally slid off of his cock, my cunt tingling with pleasure, my moans becoming softer and my breathing slowly going back to normal. I look down into his eyes as I hover over him, my hair draping down and brushing along his muscular chest. I watch as one of his hands had come upwards, brushing it so it would stay behind my ear. I lean down, kissing his bottom lip before I bring it between my teeth and nip it gently.


He smirks at me playfully, I'm still horny and he knows it...he knows I could go for days and days without being tired of sex. As he had started to get up I pushed him back down and smiled at him, turning around so my ass was right across from his face, moving backwards so my cunt had been just above his face I lower myself down teasingly, quivering as I feel the tip of his tongue gently brush along my cunt. I lift myself up again and giggle quietly watching as his head would move up with me, his tongue still sticking out of his mouth.

"How do I taste now?" I ask him, lowering myself down so my cunt would push against his tongue.

He pulls away so he could answer, but I lower myself down more, my cunts lips pressing against his. I could feel him smile, his lips wrapping around my pulsing clit and sucking on it hard, his tongue brushing and pressing against it.

My moans once again fill the room, echoing through it. I shift myself slightly so I could be more comfortable, lying down and resting the side of my face onto his stomach, my hair draping out along it.

Breaking through the sounds of my echoing the door had been opened, and slammed shut. Even though I knew who it was, I didn't want him to stop playing with my cunt. I pressed my cunt onto his face more as he tried to get up too see who it was. I smiled softly as another man had walked into the room.

"Hello David" I moaned out quietly "This is Damien" I moaned louder as I felt Damien's tongue slip inside of my cunt and curl as it had before, my hips moving in circles.

David just stood in the middle of the bedroom and smiled "So, he is one of your slaves too?" he asked

"No...he's just a friend" it had gotten hard for me too talk, my breathing heavier and heavier as I feel his tongue circle inside of me, I whimper loudly.

"I see you two are having fun...maybe I should come back some other time" David had turned around slightly to head for the door.

"No...you can stay, and join us" I told him quietly "Take your clothes off and come here" I told him, raising an eyebrow slightly before my eyes closed and I sat up, my hands resting onto Damien's stomach my fingernails brushing against it softly.

"Ohh..this sounds fun" David said, starting to take off his orange polo shirt and let it fall onto the ground. Then he had taken off his black baggy pants and let them fall beside. His cock slightly erect had hung there, his hands resting onto his stomach and clawing it playfully.

"Come here" I told him, I had started to move my hips a bit faster. I could hear Damien's muffled grunts and moans, making me more aroused.

David did as he had been told moving closer towards me, I reached fore wards and held onto his cock, massaging it back and forth slowly. My mouth had come fore wards now as I bent down letting my soft lips brush along the head before I slid it all the way inside of my mouth, his 7 inches. I gaged quietly, but that had made him moan and apparently made Damien more aroused, his face had started to move back and forth quickly, ravishing my cunt. I moaned louder, my lips vibrating over David's cock as I slid it in and out of my mouth slowly, my tongue flicking and pushing against the tip of it every time I had slid it outwards.

David's soft moans and sighs filled the room with both Damien's and mine muffled moaning and grunting. I continued to suck on David's cock, though much faster and harder, my lips tightening and vibrating even more.

My cunt tingled more intensely, and tightened around Damien's tongue as it moved in and out of me, my hips moving back and forth faster, bucking down onto his face. I was about to cum again, ready for another cock to be inserted inside of me, maybe two. Fuck, that would feel so good.

I moaned louder, sliding David's cock from my mouth, my hand continued to stay wrapped around it, massaging it quickly. Though stopping as I moaned louder, almost screaming as I felt my juices flow from my cunt again and over Damien's face. I whimpered quietly as I felt his tongue exit from me and flick along my clit, him lapping up my cum once again. I smile at David's cock, at full erection now...a fat cock, I wanted it inside of me. I wanted Damien's inside of my ass.

They both knew what I wanted.

I lifted myself from Damien's face and looked down at him, his lips still wet and shiny from my cum, I turned around and leaned down my tongue dragging along his lips slowly before entering into his mouth, kissing him passionately.

David's hand had risen, slapping my ass which made me moan loudly, the kiss being broken I turned around and looked at David, raising an eyebrow. He smirked playfully as I moved closer towards him and resting my hands onto his shoulder, my long nails brushing across them slowly. I moved to the side, taking David's arm and pulling him to come and lay down on the bed.

"Damien, come stand behind us, you're going to fuck my ass" I told him, my breathing continuing to become heavy. I straddled David as Damien had come around and stood behind us, David's cock slowly pushing inside of my cunt, I whimper loudly and pull upwards, though his hands had come to my waist, adrubtly pushing me down onto his cock. I moaned louder, and looked at him, frustrated I had leaned down, my ass sticking into the air..not ready for Damien to enter though I apparently have no choice, the tip of his cock already starting to slide inside of my ass. I whimper louder, watching as David would smile at me playfully, watching my facial expressions as his hips began to move back and forth, thrusting in and out of my tight wet cunt. I moaned louder, Damien's cock inching inside of my ass, I push back slightly and hear Damien's moan followed by David's. I smile, and lean down biting onto David's shoulder playfully, making him grunt and thrust into me harder.

His fat cock filling me, making me want both of them more intensively.

Damien's cock had finally entered all the way inside of me, his hips pushing against me so his cock would enter more deeper, I quiver loudly, David doing the same thing, the tip of his cock pressing against one of my spots and making me quiver.


"Mmmmfuck..." I moan loudly, moving my hips back and forth, but David's hands had come to my waist, holding it while they push themselves into me, teasing me and making me whimper louder.

"You like being between two of us, don't you?" Damien asks, spanking my ass hard.

"Ugh fuck, yes I do..." I moan loudly.

"That's right...you do, do you want us to fuck you?" David asks now.

"Nnnnn...yes, fuck me hard.." I moan louder, feeling like I'm not able to take this anymore. David's hips start moving in slow circles, Damien's hips thrusting back and forth slowly.

"MMmm..I said hard" I whimper, trying to move my hips harder, but David wouldn't let me.

"Mmmmmyeah...beg for it" Damien says, slapping my ass again.

"MMmm...please, fuck me harder" I moan loudly, just after he spanked me "I want you too fuck me harder...." I tell them, leaning down and resting the side of my face against David's shoulder.

I moaned loudly as Damien had pulled back and thrusted into my ass hard, his skin slapping against mine. Then David's hips moving in circles harder, grinding into me.

"Ughhh..."I moan quietly, bringing my hands up and wrapping them around David's neck, my fingernails brushing against the back of it playfully. "Mmmm..keep going" I tell them.

David's hands had started to caress up and down my sides slowly, grinding his cock into me harder every second circle he did, becoming faster and making me moan louder and louder, Damien's cock pounding into my tight little ass, his hands caressing and smacking it harder to make me scream and whimper. Their cocks both, pulsing inside of me.

I feel like a goddess, both of these men taking time to please me, to do as I say. I whimper again as one of David's hands move and slip between us, his fingers crawling towards the top of my cunt, and massaging my clit with his middle finger. I move my hips in circles faster, harder...Damien's cock filling my ass.

I feel like I'm going to die from all of this pleasure, my cunt tingling, and my ass from his spankings. I smirk proudly, letting my tongue slide out and brush along David's shoulders. Their grunting becoming louder, grinding harder, thrusting harder...faster both of them. Damien's skin slapping against mine, making my thighs and my ass red as he spanks it more hard.

I lift my head and look at David, leaning down to kiss him passionately, his rhythm going off slightly until were done, fucking me harder and faster. Both of them wanting to cum inside of me.

My hands rest above David's shoulders onto the bed, gripping the sheets tightly as I feel myself ready to cum again, my cunt pulsating and tightening around David's cock as I cum, screaming loudly and whining as I feel them pound me harder, cumming inside of me.

I had stayed there on top of David, lying down with my face against his chest again. My arms sprawled out above our heads. I whimpered quietly as I felt Damien's cock slide out of my ass, and the bed move slightly as he came to lay beside David and I, his arm sprawled out over my back, his fingers caressing it gently. David gently kissed my neck, shoulder and along my chest as I laid there, our heavy breathing echoing through the room.

 

Luckily he never suffered from hangovers so although a bit tired he was otherwise ok. Feeling the now familiar ache in his cock he resigned himself to his morning wank.

 

He had tried often to ignore his cock’s demands but if he didn’t see to it then he would think of nothing else all day but girls.

Once he had come he would feel the welcome relief and relaxation of all his muscles that was the good side of masturbation.

 

The bad side was the recognition that although he was now officially a man he had still never had sex with a girl.

 

John was an apprentice engineer and as such was in a predominantly male world.

The walls of the factory were covered in pinups of naked women, some with their legs wide open and leaving nothing to the imagination. Most of the banter between the engineers was about who they fancied in the office and who had fucked who lately.

 

Like most lads he tried to give the impression that he had plenty of girlfriends and was quite a man of the world, but unfortunately he was just to shy to approach any of the girls he fancied, and too honest to pretend to fancy the ones he didn’t.

 

However before he could commence his relief, he heard his mother coming up the stairs towards his room.

 

‘Come on John, get up quick, you promised to help me this morning,’ she shouted through his bedroom door before returning to the kitchen.

To take his mind off he sexual problems he tried to remember what it was that he had to do that day.

 

Oh yes, he remembered that he had promised to help his mother’s old friend Auntie Mabel move in to her new house just up the road from theirs.

 

He had never met her, apparently she wasn’t really his Aunt but was just a very old friend of his mother’s sister and after being widowed a few years ago had downsized into a small flat close to his mother for company.

 

He got up, washed and dressed and ran down to the kitchen. His mother Doreen, who had been up since 7am made him some tea and toast and then they both left the house and walked the few hundred yards to the flat.

 

MABEL.

 

The removal men had just driven away and the first thing john noticed was a woman bending over a box in the garden.

She was wearing a pair of denim shorts, a tee-shirt, and a big floppy hat and he noticed that she had a lovely little bum.

 

‘Who is that?’ he asked his mum as they went through the gate.

His mum ignored him as she walked right up to the woman and lightly smacked her on the bottom.

 

‘Hello trouble, here we are at last, I’ve brought you a strong pair of arms to do the heavy lifting so you don’t need to lift that box anywhere’.

The woman straightened up and turned to face them with a welcoming smile on her face.

 

She was about five foot tall and although generally slim she had a well-developed bust under the tee-shirt.

 

He realised that although from the rear she looked like a young woman, her beautiful heart shaped face belonged to a mature worldly-wise woman.

Her eyes were a stunning deep blue and they focused on john as he stood by the gate.

 

‘Hello Dor, lovely to see you, who is this fine young man?’ she asked smiling at John.

‘This is my son John, John this is your Auntie Mabel’. Introduced his mum.

‘For heaven’s sake Dor. You make me feel old, Auntie indeed, ‘just call me May, John’ she replied shaking his hand and looking up at him with a smile.

 

From his height advantage he looked down at her and his eyes were drawn involuntarily to where the top of her loose tee-shirt had gaped open and was giving him a partial view of two firm large breasts.

 

Like most teenagers he was transfixed for a few seconds before he noticed May was still shaking his hand which had the effect of making her breasts wobble in a most disturbing way.

 

To his horror he felt his unruly cock stiffen in his pants and he could feel his face going red. ‘ Nice to meet you he stammered’.

 

‘I can see that’ she replied with a mischievous grin and turned and walked towards his mother who was waiting just inside the door of the flat for them.

 

John used the few seconds when they were both looking the other way to put his hand into his pants and adjust his cock so it didn’t stick out so much.

 

His mother had gone into the flat and was moving things about in the small kitchen, but May had stopped at the front door and to John’s further embarrassment she seemed to be observing him in the reflection of the glass panels in the door.

 

She turned to him with a smile and said, ‘ when you have sorted yourself out John, could you bring in that box of things marked for the kitchen please’.

She then joined his mum in the kitchen, while he located the box required and brought it in to them.

 

They spent most of the morning settling her in and John found himself really liking May, he found her charming and witty and gradually relaxed in her company until he felt that he had known her for ages.

 

After a tea break during which his mum quizzed May about her life before coming to the village, John learned that she had been married to a wealthy businessman who had spent a lot of the time travelling around the world for a big oil company.

Sometimes he would take May with him to exotic places, but more often she was left behind in England. He had died in Bahrain and his body was flown back to England for burial a few years ago.

 

May had been alone in their big house in Berkshire until she had finally decided to move closer to her friends and family.

 

May had a lovely melodious voice and John found himself empathising with her as she spoke of her childhood and amusing anecdotes of her life as a teenager and a young woman.

 

John noticed that there was no mention of children in her stories and he also noticed that his mum avoided asking about any.

 

FIRST MOVES.

 

As they finished up in the lounge May asked john to take a box of bits up to the room that she would be using as a her bedroom.

He carried the large box carefully upstairs negotiating the narrow stairs with care lest he dropped it and finally lowered it onto the double bed that he had previously assembled.

 

The box however gave up the ghost when it hit the bed and its contents spilled out over the covers.

 

He gave a resigned sigh and started to gather up the bits and pieces into a neat pile.

Suddenly he noticed that he was holding in his hand what appeared to be a copy of his cock.

 

It was slightly bigger than him at full size and seemed to be made of a soft latex that felt rather nice and warm in his hand.

Although a virgin he knew from stories told to him by the older engineers that this was a vibrator, and women used them to make themselves orgasm.

 

A picture of May lying on her back stark naked with this thing thrust up her cunt flashed unbidden into his mind and instantly his cock sprang again into full erection.

 

He groaned and with the hand that wasn’t holding the vibrator he grasped his unruly cock and squeezed it to try and get it back to normal.

Unfortunately all this achieved was to make it even bigger and he had to drop the vibrator on the bed in order to use both hands so as to straighten his cock upright in his pants for as much comfort as he could get in his present condition.

 

Just when he thought things couldn’t get any more embarrassing he looked up to see May standing in the doorway watching him with a wry grin on her face.

 

‘I see you have met my secret lover; sorry about the box it was to old for the job, a bit like me’ she said quietly.

 

‘Sorry Aunt May’ he stammered going red again, ‘ it just fell out and I picked it up, and I don’t think that you are to old at all, I think you are fantastic and I like you a lot’

 

‘Do you really like me John? That’s very nice to hear at my time of life, when you get to Sixty you tend to think that a lot of things are over for you. Its nice to hear that someone still thinks about you in a certain way’.

 

‘You don’t look anything like Sixty’ he replied ‘you have got a better figure than most of the girls at college’.

‘Why John what do you mean? Are you referring to these by any chance, I couldn’t help but notice your interest earlier’ she said with a smile.

 

John looked on in amazement as she cheekily held her breasts, one in each hand and slowly lifted them up, he couldn’t help but notice that her nipples had gone hard as they pushed against the thin material of her tee-shirt.

 

‘We get erect too you know, just like someone we know’ she whispered conspiratorially to him and winked as she walked out of the bedroom.

 

‘John, May, tea’s ready when you are’ yelled Doreen up the stairs to them. John followed May downstairs, he took his time to give his cock a chance to shrink back to normal before he had to appear in front of his mum.

 

May thanked them both for all their help and invited them both round the next day for a small housewarming party. Doreen said they would be delighted to come and that they would bring her husband Sam as well.

That night as he lay in bed John couldn’t think of anything but May.

She fascinated him, she was still beautiful and sexy and so obviously experienced compared to the young silly girls that he was used to in College.

 

He kept seeing her lifting her fantastic breasts up for him and the thought of her hard nipples caused him to wank his cock harder and longer than he had ever done before.

 

When he finally came his cum shot up into the air a good few feet before splattering back over his belly and pubic hair.

 

The image that ignited his massive orgasm was of him sucking those glorious nipples and hearing May moan his name as he called out hers in the midst of his orgasm.

 

HOUSEWARMING.

 

The next day couldn’t come soon enough for him and he was up, showered and dressed by eight and surprised his parents by appearing in the kitchen without them having to call him.

 

He had taken special care in dressing and his mother complimented him on how smart he looked.

 

‘Seeing a new girl are we’ commented his dad jokingly.

‘Leave him alone Sam, its nice to see him up, let alone smart for a change’, said Doreen with a fond smile at them both.

 

The evening finally arrived and they walked over to May’s flat.

John had been looking forward to seeing her all day but when she opened the door to let them in he was stunned.

 

She was wearing an evening dress of scarlet silk, which chastely covered her breasts.

However the sight that took John’s breath away was her hair. The previous day she had been wearing a big floppy hat that had almost completely hidden her hair.

 

Today it was revealed in all its glory, it was thick, wavy, golden blond, and hung down her back to within a few inches of the floor.

 

John just stared at May and said in a wondering voice,’ it’s like a golden waterfall, I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in my life’.

Both his parents looked at him in surprise.

 

‘Thank you kind sir,’ said May with a giggle,’ I hardly ever bother to wear it like this except for special occasions’.

 

‘It looks lovely dear’ said Doreen,’ you always were proud of your hair as I remember’.

 

May had cooked them a lovely dinner, and John watched her enthralled, as she played the gracious host during the evening.

 

She was in a sparkling mood and even had his dad laughing out loud at some of her stories.

 

They all drank far too much wine including John who was given a few extra glasses by May when she heard that he had just turned eighteen earlier that week, despite the half-hearted protests from his parents.

 

‘If he is eighteen, then he is now a man and must be treated as such’ she stated.

When his parents had both taken the dishes into the kitchen to load the dishwasher, he was left alone with May.

 

The wine and food had gone to his head and he found himself explaining to her that although he appreciated her remarks concerning him being a man at eighteen, he wasn’t really a man yet as he hadn’t had a girlfriend.

 

In the midst of telling her how beautiful she was he fell off the chair and lay on the floor with his head spinning in a pleasant way.

 

He wasn’t sure if he imagined that she knelt down beside him and leaning over kissed him slowly and sexily on his mouth. ‘We will see about that in good time’, she whispered in his ear, before getting up and calling for Sam to help his son to his feet.

 

John lay in bed that night and went over everything that had happened so as to be sure not to forget any part of it.

He tried to have a wank but he was so drunk that his cock didn’t work and he fell asleep still thinking about May.

 

The next few days passed without any sign of May and he began to wonder if indeed he had read far too much into some innocent friendly remarks.

It wasn’t until the next Friday evening that his mum asked him if he could do her friend Mabel a favour, and help her with her garden the next morning.

 

At first he didn’t know who she was talking about, then he remembered that May’s real name was Mabel.

Even thinking about her seemed to change the word Mabel into May Bell.

 

 

MABEL’S PLAN.

 

Mabel was having a hard time deciding what to do about the situation with her and John.

 

Up to this point there was no situation, and she knew that she shouldn’t proceed any father along the road of seduction that she was considering for John.

 

All her good intentions however were being eroded by three major facts.

One, he was so tall and handsome and obviously innocent of the sexual side of life between the sexes.

 

Two, she knew she could introduce him to sex better and more sensitively than any young chit of a girl could.

 

Three, since the death of her husband she had been so terribly lonely.

 

She hadn’t mentioned, and Doreen hadn’t taken her up on the fact, that her husband had been twenty years younger than she was when they married. May had been attracted to younger men than herself all her life.

 

She knew that she was taking a terrible risk with her friendship with Doreen, but she was weak and needed love and attention like anyone else.

 

She stood naked in front of her full length mirror and arranged her hair so that it covered both breasts whilst leaving her curly golden pubic hair in full view.

 

Lady Godiva eat your heart out she thought with determination, I want him and I need him and I am going to teach him all there is to know about love.

 

When he is ready for his first young woman he will be a confident and experienced young man thanks to me. 

She turned away from the mirror and laid on her bed, her hand reaching for her battery powered lover.

 

She switched it on and gently rubbed it between her thick pubic hair until it was over her clitoris. She closed her eyes as the waves of pleasure started and thought of John.

 

ODD JOBS.

 

John had thought of no-one else but May since he was last with her and after a few insincere mumblings about missing out on drinks with his mates he apparently reluctantly agreed to help his mum’s friend with her garden.

 

When the agreed time came, he was once again clean and smart in his workshirt and jeans, and waving to his mum he set out towards May’s flat with a spring in his step.

 

She was waiting for him with a big smile and a hug, ‘my hero, thank you so much for saying you would help me.

I haven’t anyone else to lean on except you’ and pulling his face down to hers she gave him a warm kiss on his lips.

 

Before he could react in any way she had turned and walked out of the patio doors and onto the rear patio.

He had no choice but to follow her and listen as she explained the jobs that needed doing.

 

Basically the lawns needed mowing, the hedges needed cutting, and various bits of assorted rubbish needed to be cleared away; and that was just the beginning apparently.

 

He noticed that she was wearing very similar clothes to the ones she was wearing when he first met her.

She had on her big floppy hat, which he now knew concealed her gorgeous golden hair.

 

The same loose fitting tee shirt, but instead of shorts made from denim she was wearing shorts made of a type of soft towelling material which he was quick to notice clung to her bottom like a second skin.

 

Also they were a light buff colour and gave the impression when she bent over to pick up the grass cuttings that she was naked below her loose top.

After he had mown the lawns she called a break and they went into the lounge for a cup of tea.

 

‘I don’t know how you keep on John’ she said as she poured him his cup from her teapot.

 

John assumed that she didn’t know that her top gaped open when she leaned towards him to fill his cup.

He had a good view of her breasts as they hung free beneath the loose top. This time he could be sure that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

 

She sat back in the opposite armchair to his and sipped at her tea. ‘Would you like a biscuit dear?’ she asked taking one for herself and pushing the plate towards him.

 

As he reached to get one she accidentally knocked hers onto the floor by the side of her chair. As she stretched sideways and down to pick it up she had to stretch her opposite leg out for balance.

 

This left her with her legs wide open in front of him as she searched around for the elusive biscuit.

 

The soft material of her shorts was stretched tightly across her pubes showing him her deep cleft clearly.

As she had been working as hard as him her crotch was moist with sweat, and it was as if she was naked for him.

 

Again his cock reacted fiercely and swelled up in his pants as if it had a mind of its own.

 

May was well aware of what she was doing and from her position she could see under the table and observe the effect her show had on John’s cock. She was very impressed at the size of his bulge and determined to continue her plan.

 

She found her biscuit and settled herself back in her chair with a sigh, she was glad that Doreen wasn’t there with them as she would have seen instantly what was going on and put a stop to it.

 

Again guilt reared its head but May thrust it aside firmly.

After tea and a chat in which she reminded him of the rest of the jobs to do, they went back into the garden.

 

THE BATH.

 

She pointed out an old tin bath that was on the roof of the shed and suggested that they lower it to the grass to see what was in it.

 

John could reach it easily but it was very heavy and as he pulled it towards him he realised that it was full of stagnant water.

 

He was just about to warn May to stand clear when she jumped up and grabbed the edge of the bath.

 

The next second a wave of dirty stinking water slopped over them both. May squealed in shock as the water soaked her and John who would have been able to jump out of the way was forced to stand holding the bath so that it didn’t fall on her.

 

After the first cold shock they stood looking at each other, suddenly May burst into laughter, ‘John why on earth didn’t you jump away you silly man you are soaked like me now.’

 

John explained that if he had the bath would have fallen on her and might have hurt her badly.

‘I didn’t realise that, I’m so proud of you, you really are my hero aren’t you.’ She whispered.

 

He lowered the bath to the grass and took a good look at May, her top was soaked and stuck to her breasts like a wet tee shirt does.

He could see her nipples clearly and the cold water had made them stick out like strawberries.

 

She stepped towards him to give him a hug, but before she touched him she recoiled in horror.

‘Oh my God John we both stink to high heaven, I can’t let you stay like this I will have to wash your stuff out before Doreen has a fit’. She looked down at herself and noted that she also needed a good scrub.

 

THE SHOWER.

 

Her plan had worked well so far, she had topped up the bath of stagnant water so that however carefully it was moved it was bound to slosh over them.

When it had looked like John had it under control, she had ‘helped’ him by jumping up and grabbing it, ensuring that they were soaked.

Over his protests she dragged him by the hand into her bathroom and insisted he strip off and hand her his clothes so she could put them in the washing machine whilst he had a good long shower to remove the smell of stagnant water.

 

When he hesitated she told him not to be silly as she wouldn’t look, and anyway he didn’t have anything she hadn’t seen before during her long life.

 

When he still dithered she said she would go first to show there was nothing to fear, and without further ado took of her hat and pulled her top over her head and threw it into the dirty laundry bin.

 

He only caught a glimpse of her large breasts before she turned away and commenced to pull down her shorts. She was now only wearing a pair of white cotton knickers and as she pulled them down he saw her tight little bottom come into view. When she bent right over to take off her sandals he could see a mass of golden hairs between her legs.

 

He quickly turned his back on her so she wouldn’t think he had been watching and quickly stripped off his wet clothes. He threw them in the bin and dived into the shower cubical.

 

As he commenced his shower he could hear her putting their clothes in the washing machine and turning it on. She was humming a happy little tune that he couldn’t make out over the noise of the shower.

 

He was soaping his face with his eyes tightly shut when he felt the shower door open.

Before he knew what was going on she had come in with him.

 

‘Move over a bit John, I’m only small but I do need a bit of space to get this smell off me’ she said in a business like tone of voice ‘ I can’t wait until you have finished’.

 

He automatically obeyed her and when the soap had cleared from his eyes he saw that she was standing with her back to him and was in the process of undoing her hair.

 

When it was all loose it hung over her shoulders like a golden cape effectively hiding her charms from him.

‘There you go John we may be sharing a shower but I’m as decent as if I were dressed aren’t I’ she quipped looking over her shoulder at him coyly.

 

Before he could reply she started to soap her body under the cover of her hair and seemed to be ignoring the fact that she was sharing a shower with a naked man.

 

Suddenly she bent over to reach her feet and this brought her bottom into contact with his rampant cock.

Amazingly although he could clearly feel that his cock had slipped between the cleft of her bottom she showed no reaction and continued to soap her feet as if nothing untoward was occurring.

 

He quickly turned around in the cubicle but this action meant that he dragged his cock out from between the cheeks of her arse and ended up by him rubbing his naked bottom against hers.

 

‘Keep still John you nearly had me over then, I’m going to need you to wash this hair of mine as I can’t do it all by myself’. She remarked unconcernedly.

 

May reached up to the shower shelf and handed him a bottle of shampoo. ‘Be a love and rub this in for me please’ she asked in a matter of fact voice.

 

He was forced to turn towards her again and started to rub the shampoo into her mane of hair as requested.

As her hair had somehow managed to be hanging down the front of her body she also turned so he could reach it.

 

Although her hair hid her breasts from his eyes, as he rubbed the shampoo further down the length of her tresses the back of his hand was rubbing against them.

 

He could fell her nipples clearly pushing against his wrists as he continued to rub the shampoo in. However she made no comment about this and he started to relax as much as he could with a raging hard on.

 

‘Kneel down so you can do the ends for me, and while you are down there I can shampoo your hair in exchange’ she suggested.

He carefully knelt down on the cubicle base, thankful that at least she wouldn’t see his rampant cock, and rubbed the shampoo into the final ends of her tresses.

 

She commenced to rub shampoo into his hair and he found the sensation very nice indeed, it caused him to close his eyes for a moment in pleasure.

 

When he opened them a few seconds later she had somehow positioned herself so that he was looking directly between her legs at a mass of golden pubic hair.

 

It was so thick and curly, that as if of their own volition, his fingers reached forward, and gently felt the soft wet springiness of her pubic curls.

 

As his fingers touched her she chose that moment to lean forward so as to shampoo the back of his head.

 

She was obviously so engrossed in doing this that she didn’t notice that her pubes were pressing hard against his exploring finger until it slid inside her up to his first knuckle.

 

She again made no comment about this and he was only aware of the tight hot feeling of a woman’s cunt gripping his finger.

 

‘There you are dear, now we just have to rinse off and we will be nice and clean again’ she said, as she stepped back from him to put the shampoo back on the shelf.

 

As she stepped away his finger slid out of her, and the next thing he knew was that she had taken down the shower-head and was spraying the water over his head and body to wash off the suds.

 

‘I’ll do you first then you can do me ‘ she said.

‘Stand up now so I can get at your back’. He stood up turning as he did so to present her with his soapy back.

 

His rigid cock knocked against the glass as she played the water all over his shoulders and back.

 

While the water wash running over him he reflected that in all his sexual fantasies about sharing a shower with a naked woman, there had always been lots of mutual soaping of breasts and cock.

 

He didn’t know what was going on here, as May didn’t appear to see this as a sexual situation.

 

Perhaps he thought, this is what a woman who is old enough to be your mum regards as just washing a baby. You get it clean without there being any sexual component to it.

 

He just wished his cock would realise that May wasn’t interested in the sexual side of this situation.

 

‘ Turn round so I can do the rest’ she ordered. He took a deep breath and turned to face her. She ran the water over his chest and down onto his groin.

 

She seemed oblivious to the sight of his throbbing cock sticking out towards her as she directed the water between his legs, in a matter of fact way she held his cock and moved it left and right making sure that there was no soap left around his balls.

 

Part of him was so glad when she let go of his cock. But another part wished desperately that she would keep hold of it and give it a good rubbing.

 

To rinse his feet she had to kneel down and when she was satisfied that he was soap free she stood up.

 

As she stood his cock hit her on top of her head causing her to remark, ‘Careful John you could have someone’s eye out with that’ at the look on his face she burst into giggles and impulsively hugged him.

 

‘It’s my turn now, you have to be very thorough and not leave any soap on any of my hair’ she said handing him the shower-head.

 

She stood trustingly in front of him as he started to rinse her from top to bottom, it took a while before she was satisfied that her long golden hair was totally rinsed and then she threw it back over her head so that he could see her naked body clearly for the first time.

 

‘Make sure you don’t miss any bits’ she ordered, ‘ I didn’t miss any bits of yours did I?’

 

He needed no further urging and carefully ran the water over her shoulders and breasts, she insisted that he lift each of them up so that the water could wash away any soap trapped under them.

 

As he ran it over her belly she opened her legs for him so he could run it over her golden pubes.

To his amazement she then turned round and bent over for him.

 

He took the hint and ran the stream of water between the cheeks of her bottom, he made so bold as to part her bum cheeks to spray the water directly onto her neat little anus.

 

He had never seen a woman’s bum hole before and he was fascinated by it.

 

‘Haven’t you finished yet back there?’ she said ‘I will be getting rusty soon if you don’t hurry up’.

 

He guiltily finished rinsing the back of her legs and she turned off the water.

 

THE BEDROOM.

 

She led him into the bedroom where there was a big pile of soft towels waiting on the bed for them.

 

He sat on one of the towels and watched as she wrapped a towel around her head trapping her hair into a turban.

When she turned back to him she was completely exposed to his eyes.

 

Seeing him look away she told him not to be silly, they had already shared a shower together and had seen more of each others bodies than anyone else in the world had.

 

‘It’s too late to be shy now John, I expect you to dry me properly and then I will finish you off’,

 

She handed him a nice fluffy towel and lay down on the bed with her arms stretched out to her sides.

She had a beautiful firm body and like all real large breasts her tits didn’t stick straight up but tended to flatten slightly under the weight of gravity. He noticed that her nipples though were still hard.

 

He started to gently dry her, patting the towel over her face and neck, when he had dried her face he leaned down and kissed her on the mouth.

 

She responded passionately, pulling his head down so she could kiss him back hard ‘that’s a nice thing to do dear, I want you to kiss all the parts you dry’.

 

He next rubbed all around her breasts, gently lifting each one so that he could dry underneath.

As he finished each breast he kissed the nipple on it. Each kiss turned into a long slow suck.

 

He sucked each tit until she moaned and started to writhe about on the bed. ‘Oh John you are getting me all wet again’ she whispered.

 

MABEL’S BOTTOM.

 

She got up on her hands and knees and presented her little naked bum to him.

 

Again he gently rubbed the towel between her bum cheeks, parting them so he didn’t miss any places.

 

He dropped the towel to free both his hands so that he could hold her cheeks apart exposing her little bum hole to his eyes.

 

He had never seen a woman’s bum hole up close. The pin ups on the factory walls tended to concentrate on tits and cunts.

 

He was fascinated by this private pink little hole.

‘Is it nice John?’ she queried, ‘ reach into the bedside cabinet drawer and take out the tube of Vaseline that is in there’.

 

He did as instructed.

‘Put some on your finger and rub it in and around there so I don’t get sore’ she asked.

 

He dutifully dipped his finger in the jar of Vaseline and tentatively rubbed it around her anus.

‘You will need to put your finger deep inside my bottom dear, so I don’t get sore’ she told him.

 

John gathered up his nerve and as gently as possible pushed his finger deep into her bum.

 

He enjoyed the feeling of her tight little hole gripping his finger so much that he pulled it out and reinserted it again. May moaned when he did this.

‘Am I hurting you?’ he asked anxiously.

 

‘Oh no dear it feels lovely, keep doing that for a little while’. She replied’.

 

He put more Vaseline on his finger and continued fingering her bum hole. He noticed that the more he stretched her anus the louder her moans became. He started to rotate his finger in her anus and this caused May to wiggle her arse at him in an obvious invitation.

 

The trouble was he didn’t know what to do, so he thought it best to withdraw his finger from her bum and after wiping off the surplus Vaseline he parted her bum cheeks and kissed her little pink anus.

 

May was so hot she could scream in frustration, her most secret vice that even in girlie conversations with her friends she never mentioned, was that she loved anal sex.

 

Her husband had once taken her to Hong Kong with him and whilst they were there they had gone to one of the many sex shows on offer in that fantastic city.

 

She had watched in rapt fascination as a small Chinese girl, was fucked up the arse by a big black man.

 

His cock had seemed enormous to her, and yet the little girls bum had managed to accommodate every inch of it.

The girl had also gone into multiple orgasms there in front of them and it was obvious that she was enjoying every thrust of his cock.

 

When they had returned to the hotel they had gingerly attempted the same thing and after a few painful episodes they had learned that the secret of good anal sex was plenty of Vaseline up the bum.

During the following years she had been arse fucked often and it always gave her multiple orgasms.

 

Kneeling there with her naked bum presented to John she remembered that he was still a virgin.

He hadn’t fucked a woman’s cunt yet, so to expect him to fuck her up the arse was asking too much of him.

 

However she promised herself that in the very near future she would be kneeling in front of him, and she would be taking it hard up the arse from his big young cock.  

 

MABELS PUSSY.

 

‘One last bit and then I’m done’ she announced.

She turned onto her back and opened her legs wide for him, her golden pubes were open to him and he gently rubbed the towel over them.

 

As he rubbed her he noticed that her eyes had shut and she was pushing her pubes against his hand.

‘Don’t stop just yet she whispered, rub a bit harder John please’.

 

He needed no further encouragement and started to rub her hairy little pussy as fast as he could.

Soon she was writhing on the bed her fingers digging hard into the covers and moaning his name just as he had dreamed about.

 

Suddenly she gave a long drawn-out cry and collapsed onto the bed limply where she lay with her legs wide open and her hairy golden cunt totally exposed.

He noticed a white creamy substance running from her cunt and realised that some women came just like men.

 

After a few minutes she opened her eyes and asked him to give her a hug.

He happily crawled to her and as his arms went round her she pushed him over onto his back and lay on top of him, hugging him tightly to her naked body.

 

Her lovely warm soft breasts pressed against his chest.

 

His cock was still rigid and sticking up so she wriggled around until it was securely held between her inner thighs, his hot shaft pressed against her damp pussy lips.

‘Thank you John’ she murmured in his ear ‘that was lovely, I really enjoyed it and now its your turn.

 

I want you to do everything I ask without question, will you do that for me please?’ she whispered seductively.

 

At this point John would have done anything for her and he nodded his head in acceptance.

 

She kissed him slowly and passionately pushing her tongue into his mouth and as the kiss progressed she started to rub her juicy cunt over his cock.

 

DRYING JOHN.

 

‘Lie still while I dry you off’ she ordered as she slowly slipped off him and picked up a small towel.

 

He was instructed to lie on his back with his hands behind his head, and  when he was comfortable May started to dry his body from his head to his toes.

 

She rubbed between his legs and told him to open them wide for her. ‘I want to see your big cock and balls’ she whispered to him.

He opened his legs for her and she lay between them with her face inches from his balls.

 

She started to kiss the inside of his thighs and continued kissing all around his balls until her mouth was on his shaft which she kissed all along its length until she reached his knob.

 

Slowly she closed her mouth over his swollen knob and gently sucked and licked it until he moaned out loud.

 

As soon as she felt the tell tale twitching that warned of ejaculation she stopped and getting up from the bed walked naked into the kitchen to get them both a glass of wine.

 

By the time she returned his cock had cooled down a bit and was ready for more foreplay.

 

‘Why are you still randy?’ he asked her, ‘didn’t I make you come once already?’

She smiled and explained that women could come many times during lovemaking but men could only come once.

 

‘This is why it is very important that your first time with a women is with one who knows what to do to, otherwise it is over far too soon.

 

I am going to make love to you, so you never forget this time no matter how old you become’.

 

They both had a drink of their wine and then she climbed back on the bed and knelt over him so her pubes were just above his mouth.

 

‘I want you to lick me, you will see a little knobbly thing hidden in my pubic hair just above my cunt lips, that is my clitoris and if you suck it,   it will feel to me as me sucking your cock feels to you, it’s called 69ing’.

 

He had read about 69 and could see her golden pussy clearly and as she lowered it onto his face he stuck his tongue deep inside her and licked and sucked for all he was worth.

 

She lowered her head until her mouth slipped over his knob again and gently sucked it, while she massaged his balls.

 

He was in heaven his face was covered in her cunt juices and they ran into his mouth where he greedily swallowed every drop.

 

May was also really enjoying herself, it was a good feeling to have total power over her very own toy boy and she loved the taste of fresh young cock in her mouth once again.

 

She lifted herself off him and turned away from him with her bum in the air.

 

‘I want you to slip your fingers up inside my cunt and really finger me hard’, she instructed him in an urgent voice.

 

He knelt behind her and found that his fingers slid in so easily that he could put four of them into her without any trouble.

 

He then began to thrust them in and out of her cunt, faster and faster until she began to moan again.

Soon her cunt juices were running down the inside of her legs and she was coming for him again.

‘Push your fingers up my bum, and finger it just like my cunt’.

 

He quickly pulled his fingers out of her sopping wet cunt and pushed one of them into her tight little bum hole.

It was slippery from the Vaseline he had rubbed in earlier but still gripped his finger tightly and he started to rotate his finger in her bum so as to stretch it enough to get more in.

 

She relaxed her bum muscles and he was soon able to insert four of his fingers up her bum.

 

Again she was moaning and thrusting her arse back against his fingers until she gasped and more of her creamy cum squirted out of her cunt and ran down the inside of her thighs.

He then realised that fingering her bum could also make her come.

 

May was really starting to have fun, she had already had two orgasms and knew there were lots more to come.

 

She crawled away from him and told him to lie on his back again.

‘This time I’m going to lower my cunt onto your cock.

 

I’m doing it this way so I can control the friction on your cock.

It will be the first time your cock has been in a woman’s cunt and if you feel that you have to come, then tell me, and I will stop for a bit to let you cool down’.

She knelt over him with her breasts hanging down in front of his eyes, and slowly lowered herself onto him.

 

At last John felt the wet heat of a woman’s cunt as it slid slowly down his throbbing shaft. He closed his eyes and savoured the sensations as she gently fucked his cock with her cunt.

 

May was really enjoying the feel of a big young cock in her cunt, it had been years since she had been well and truly fucked and she was enjoying every minute of it.

 

She could feel her cunt being stretched from her lips to her womb as she bounced up and down on his cock and she tightened her cunt muscles to increase the feelings as much as possible.

She had already come twice and her cunt was red hot for another orgasm.

It hit her sooner than she expected and she buried her face in his chest and gave a muffled scream as her hot cunt juices ran down his cock and soaked his balls.

 

After laying on him for a little while he felt her lifting her cunt off his cock, but before he could complain she had turned around so that he was looking at he naked little arse.

 

‘I’m going to lower my arse onto your cock now, it will take me a while to get comfortable so be patient while I do it’ she explained.

He watched in wonder as she positioned her bum hole onto his knob. Very slowly she increased the pressure until his knob disappeared up her bum.

 

She then stopped and stayed very still relaxing her arse muscles until she could take a few more inches. Eventually his cock was right up her arse and it gripped his shaft tightly.

 

‘God it’s been a very long time since I had a big cock up the bum’, she gasped as she slowly started to bounce her arse onto his bollocks.

Watching his cock going up her arse really brought John to the brink of coming and he asked May to stop for a bit so he could calm down.

She gently lifted her bum off his cock until it popped out.

 

May turned again until her tits were just over his face.

‘Suck my nipples, till my bum stops throbbing’ she said.

 

He was only too pleased to do so and grabbing hold of her big tits he sucked hard on her nipples until they were red and swollen.

 

‘Well John dear have you enjoyed yourself so far?’ she asked with a grin.

He replied that he had never enjoyed himself so much in his life, and that he loved her.

‘I think I love you too dear,’ she replied.

 

BECOMING A MAN

 

It was time she said for him to fuck her properly and come up her cunt. May explained that when he started fucking her he probably wouldn’t last long before he squirted his cum into her cunt.

 

However all good things must come to an end and he deserved to come in her for being such a good boy.

 

She asked him if he wanted to fuck her face to face, called missionary.

Or whether he wanted to fuck her from behind, doggy fashion.

He opted for face to face as he wanted to watch her as he fucked her.

 

She lay on her back and opened her legs wide for him.

He positioned himself between her thighs and she guided his cock gently into her hot wet cunt.

 

‘Now fuck me John, fuck your woman hard and deep. I want your cum in my womb.

 

He tried to fuck her slowly and gently, but looking down at her with her big tits bouncing to his thrusts he was soon fucking her harder and faster until he felt her cunt tighten in orgasm again and she cried out ‘ Oh John I love you my darling boy’.

 

On hearing that, he let go all restraint and finally with a triumphant cry emptied his balls into her cunt.

She heard him cry out as he came and wrapped her legs tightly around him so that she got every drop of his cum inside her womb.

 

Afterwards they just lay together wrapped in each others arms.

May was tender in both her holes but relished the warm feeling of a well- fucked woman.

 

John was still coming to terms that he was now a proper man, who had fucked a woman.

Not a silly little girl who knew nothing, but a fully experienced woman who had taught and given him so much that he knew he could never repay her as long as he lived.

 

May lay thinking quietly as he sucked on her breasts and toyed with her hair, she knew he was hers now and she would teach him to fuck her every way possible.

 

By the time she had finished with him he was going to be the perfect stud muffin.

 

They would have to be careful not to be discovered, but she was sure that she could think up lots of jobs for John to do for her over the coming months, or her name wasn’t Auntie Mabel.

 

John was so emotionally and sexually drained that he dozed off in her arms. She gently disentangled herself from him and walked into the kitchen to move their clothes from the washing machine into the tumble dryer.

 

May didn’t have to wait for her clothes to dry as she simply changed into a clean set that was in the wardrobe. However she knew that she couldn’t send John home in different clothes from the ones he had left his mum’s in.

 

While his clothes were drying she took the opportunity to put up her hair in its customary bun. She was proud of it but sometimes it was a pain to keep tidy.

She made some tea and assembled a plate of cakes for John when he woke.

 

May knew that young men were always hungry, both for sex and food. After the efforts he had made on her behalf today he deserved at least a snack.

She took the food into the bedroom, he was still asleep, laying curled up on his side.

 

He had a lovely body, apart from his gorgeous big cock he also was tall and handsome. He had broad shoulders and strong arms, his big brown eyes were closed in sleep.

She heard the tumble dryer beeping to tell her his clothes were dry.

 

Putting down the tray she gently shook him awake.

The first thing John saw when he opened his eyes was May sitting on the bed.

She was fully dressed, which made him very aware that he was naked in front of her.

 

She however simply told him to drink some tea and eat some cakes while she went and got his clothes.

He realised that he was famished and did as she said. He was still unsure about what had happened.

 

How did he get from helping in the garden to lying naked in front of a sixty year old beauty that he had just fucked. Or would it be true to say had just fucked him.

 

The sequence of events that had led to this moment were blurred in his mind. He did know that his cock was still tender from the unaccustomed fucking but that he had never been happier in his life than he was now.

He looked up as she re-entered the room with his clothes. They were nice and dry and warm. She laid them beside him on the bed and sat down beside him.

 

‘How are you feeling dear?’ she asked quietly.

‘I don’t really know,’ he replied, ‘wonderful, certainly confused, stunned, but probably most of all grateful to you for making me a man,’ in the fantastic way that you did.

 

‘I enjoyed it every bit as much as you did love, I’m still a bit tender in places, you are quite a man when you get going.’

 

She told him to get dressed as there was still things to do in the garden before he went home.

She watched him dressing, he first put on his work shirt so as to feel less naked and vulnerable.

He then pulled on his boxer shorts, however as he stood up to pull them up to his waist she asked him to stop for a second.

 

She got off the bed and knelt down in front of him. His cock was hanging between his legs, minding its own business. ‘ I want to kiss it before you tuck it away’ she murmured. Lifting up her head she enclosed his limp cock in her mouth and sucked it in as far as she could without choking.

 

His cock was still tender but she was extremely gentle and he felt himself relaxing as the heat of her mouth transferred itself to his cock.

She gave his cock a last gentle suck, and as it slipped from her mouth she kissed it.

 

May remained kneeling in front of him as he finished getting dressed.

When he was ready she accompanied him back out into her garden.

They sat on her garden bench and she turned to him and asked him if he had any questions that she could help him with.

 

His only question was ‘what now?.

May explained that they must keep what had happened between them a secret. She had a great deal more to teach him but if his mum found out about them he would be barred from seeing her again.

 

‘But I’m a man now I can do as I like’ he protested.

‘Technically, yes you are, but how would it look to your family and friends if they knew you were fucking an old lady.

You have a good job and a loving family and I will not allow you to endanger that’ she stated firmly.

‘If you cannot promise me that you will keep us a secret then I will have no choice but to never see you again, if necessary I will move back to Berkshire to keep you safe.

 

‘I cannot lose you,’ he admitted, ‘I will do as you say, although I want to tell everyone how fantastic you are.’

‘Don’t you realise that I also want to tell the world about you, how lovely and kind you are.

Not to mention telling Doreen that her son can fuck me into heaven,’ she replied passionately, and pulling him towards her she kissed him hard and long.

 

‘You know I think I love you,’ he said seriously.

‘I think I love you too,’ she replied just as seriously.

 

Counting the work actually done in the garden he had been there for six hours and it was time for tea.

May suggested that she ring Doreen and say that he was staying for tea and then was going to help May sort out her loft.

That way he could stay until the evening without any suspicion.

 

Doreen had no objections to this plan and the knowledge that they had the evening to look forward to made them both happy.

 

May had a hedge trimmer and as John was so tall it didn’t take him long to make it neat and tidy. Standing back to view it she remarked that at least they had achieved some real work amongst the fun.

 

‘I hope the fun is not over yet,’ he whispered in her ear.

‘Oh no, when you have had a light tea I’m going to fuck you senseless,’ she whispered back.

 

As promised she had prepared a light meal of ham, with a side salad.

He quickly ate every piece and taking her by the hand they both ran up the stairs to her bedroom.

 

She asked him to stand by the bed while she slowly stripped him naked. He had to bend over so she could reach the higher buttons on his shirt but she was soon able to remove it.

 

She next pulled down his jeans leaving him in just his boxer shorts. Watching her strip him had re-kindled his young lust and his cock was back with a vengeance.

It was sticking out towards her, held back only by the material of his pants.

 

May left him standing like that while she told him to remove her top. John slowly pulled it over her head.

As it went up it took her breasts with it so when he pulled it over her head her breasts bounced back delightfully.

 

He knelt down so that he could pull down her shorts leaving her only wearing a pair of white cotton knickers. He put his hands on her bum and pulled her towards him.

A sudden urge came to stick his nose into the crotch of her panties and smell her hot damp cunt.

 

He rubbed his face over her pubes until the gusset of her knickers were soaked with her cunt juices. She pulled her knickers up for him until the gusset slipped between her cunt lips and he could see the beautiful golden curls of her pubic hair either side of the cotton.

 

Hooking his fingers into her gusset he pulled it to one side so he could get his tongue between her cunt lips. Holding her bum cheeks tightly he pulled her cunt hard against his mouth as he licked her golden triangle.

 

‘Lets try it this way,’ she said, and stepping back from him she pulled her knickers right off and knelt on the bed with her arse towards him. ‘Lick my cunt from behind’ she said as she swayed her bottom from side to side.

 

John knelt down on the carpet so his mouth was on the same level as her cunt. He opened her bum cheeks so he could get his tongue deep into her wet cunt and gave it a good long licking.

 

Exposing herself to him like this really turned May on and as he licked her cunt so she was grinding it in his face. He had to stop as his mouth was full of cunt and his nose was buried in her golden pubic hair. He just couldn’t breathe and had to come up for air.

 

 

 

BONDAGE

 

She got off the bed and knelt on the carpet facing him. He saw her put her hands behind her back and clasp them together.

‘I want you to go to my dressing gown hanging on the wardrobe door and bring me back the belt from it please’ she asked him.

He got the cloth belt and brought it over to where she was kneeling.

‘I now want you to tie my hands to my feet so that I am helpless’ she instructed quietly.

John did as she told him and secured her with the belt.

 

‘I want you to fuck my mouth, I give you full control of how hard and fast you do it, just don’t come yet.’ She said looking up at him.

 

The sight of her kneeling in front of him naked and vulnerable had an electrifying effect on his cock.

It became even more rigid than it had been and he guided it into her open mouth with one hand while he held the back of her head still with the other.

 

He started to fuck her mouth slowly and gently, seeing her kneeling there so submissively brought out the dominant male in him and holding her head tightly so she couldn’t back away he began to really fuck her mouth hard.

 

This was completely different from her sucking his cock, then she had control of how fast and deep his cock went into her mouth but now he was in charge and he needed her to take as much of his cock into her mouth as humanly possible.

 

Once again May knew exactly what she was doing, during her long sexual life she had mastered many sexual techniques.

 

The one she would call upon now was ‘deep throating’.

It involved simply breathing through the nose and suppressing the gag reflex. Both techniques she had mastered years ago.

 

As he fucked his cock into her mouth he could feel it going in deeper and deeper until it was going right down her throat.

 

He could hear her apparently choking on his cock, but instead of making him ease up her noises of distress prompted him to fuck her mouth even deeper. At one stroke he could feel his balls pressed up hard against her lips. Her submissiveness triggered a deep primal alpha male response in his hind brain and all he could think about was making her submit to him totally.

 

He suddenly came to his senses and pulled his cock completely out of her mouth. He fell to his knees in front of her and pulled her into his arms.

 

‘God May I’m so sorry, I didn’t know what I was doing there for a minute. I could have chocked you to death, please forgive me.’ He blurted out in distress.

 

May knelt on the floor with her head down, the force of his fucking had loosened her hair so much that it had fallen down around her like a golden cape.

 

She wasn’t the least bit hurt, but it wouldn’t do John any harm to remember that she was just a fragile little girl when she needed to be.

 

He was frantically untying her hands and kissing her face.

‘It’s OK dear, I just had trouble breathing for a second, I think I bit off more than I could chew with your big cock,’ she said in a timorous voice.

 

He held her tightly to him and promised to do whatever she asked if she would forgive him.

‘You can help me sort out my hair if you like, you seem to have well and truly fucked it,’ she said with a laugh.

 

His relief at her joke was enormous and he was soon gathering up her long golden tresses and using the belt tying it back into a giant ponytail for her.

 

 

DOGGIE

 

She got back up onto her bed and knelt so that she was facing the full length mirror. She told him if he wanted to make it up to her he could give her cunt a good hard fucking from behind.

 

He was only too pleased to do this and standing behind her he guided his cock between her cunt lips and deep inside her.

She was wet and hot and soon he was fucking her harder and harder. The sight of her little naked bum shaking with the force of his thrusts spurred him on to greater efforts.

 

‘Look in the mirror, John,’ she gasped between thrusts.

He hadn’t noticed the mirror until he looked up from her arse and saw himself fucking a naked woman who was kneeling in front of him with her bum in the air.

 

This was the first time he was able to observe himself fucking May, and she had positioned herself so he could see her large naked breasts bouncing wildly with every stroke of his cock.

 

He had never seen anything so erotic in his life, and it was him that he was looking at.

 

ANAL

 

 

‘I need you to get the Vaseline John she said as he slowed down, I want you up my bum as soon as possible.

 

He pulled his cock out of her cunt and walked over to the drawer, he returned with the jar, and without needing to be told dipped his finger in it and started to lubricate her bum hole as he had done previously.

 

This time however he knew he would be fucking May up the arse and his fingers were shaking in anticipation as he pushed them deep into her bum.

 

‘I want you to get my vibrator from the bottom drawer now and use it to stretch my bum hole ready for your big cock.

 

He fetched the vibrator and found that by twisting the base he could control the level of vibration it produced.

 

He rubbed some Vaseline on the end of it and carefully inserted it into her little anus.

She wriggled her bum as he did so to assist its entry and soon he had pushed it halfway up her bum.

 

She then asked him to gently rotate it in her bum to stretch her as much as possible. The sight of it sticking out of her arse really got him hard and he couldn’t wait to pull out the vibrator and replace it with his hot cock.

 

Her bum hole was now a lot bigger than it was before he had used the vibrator and he found that when he pulled it out he could get three fingers up her bum.

 

May asked him to gently insert his cock and commence her arse fucking.

Even with the stretching and the Vaseline she gave an involuntary grunt as his knob entered her bum hole.

 

He could feel her tight arsehole gripping him tightly as he gently moved it in and out. He increased his strokes gradually until his balls were slapping against her cunt and she was taking every inch of cock up the bum.

 

This was very different from fucking a woman’s cunt, a cunt was designed to be fucked, but a woman’s bum needed lots of lubricant to enable her to take it up the arse without to much discomfort.

 

John knew from listening to the sexual conversations at work, that very few women indeed permitted their men to fuck them up the arse.

He had never yet heard of any woman who actually enjoyed the experience.

 

John considered himself amazingly lucky to have met a woman who not only permitted it but loved it.

 

Once he had got a good rhythm going he could look up from her bum and again he could see himself and what he was doing to May.

When he was fucking her cunt she had been on all fours and he could see her lovely big tits swaying as he fucked her.

 

When she was taking it up the arse she had her head turned to one side and flat against the bed. This presented her arse to him at a comfortable angle for her and he noticed her eyes were shut as he fucked her up the bum as hard as he could.

 

May was in heaven, at last she was getting a really good arse fucking. She could feel Johns big cock stretching her hole wide and the feel of his big balls slapping against her cunt was driving her into a multiple orgasm.

 

John heard her starting to moan and saw that she was thrusting her arse back towards his cock as hard as he was thrusting into her.

‘I’m coming John she gasped, I’m coming for you my darling boy.’

 

Suddenly he felt her hot cunt juices flowing over his balls, fucking her arse had made her cunt come and soon she was in the midst of a raging orgasm.

 

He found that once started he only had to gently move his cock in and out of her arse for her orgasms to continue one after the other until at last she begged him to stop.

He pulled his cock out of her bum and she collapsed onto the bed, her arsehole was gaping wide and she was shuddering with her orgasms even though he was out of her.

He was hot and sweaty after such a marathon fuck and while May lay naked on the bed and shuddered through her orgasms, he took the opportunity to have another drink of wine.

As he sipped it he tried to make sense of what had happened so far.

 

He had just finished buggering his Aunt Mabel, his mum’s friend who was actually older than his mum.

He was at this moment in time watching her lying naked on the bed in the throes of a multiple orgasm.

 

This morning he had woken up as a virgin with little or no chance that his situation would change in the near future.

 Now he was a real man at last and had fucked a woman’s mouth, cunt and arse.

 

It was only 6pm of the same day and he thought he could be excused for being a bit shell shocked over all this no matter how fantastic it had been.

 

Being an eighteen year old engineer he was well aware of the theorectical side of sex. He had seen the girlie magazines, and had been to visit one of his older friends who had a DVD and had watched enthralled as porn stars had been fucked every way possible to human beings.

 

He had simply not believed that those sort of things happened in real life. Did his dad fuck his mum the way he had just fucked May? He didn’t think so for a minute.

Obviously they had made love otherwise he would not be here, but to think of his mum taking it up the arse the way that May did was almost blasphemous.

 

What would mum say if she found out, would she be disgusted with him or would she blame May for ‘corrupting’ her little boy. May was sixty years old for fuck sake.

Mrs Wainwright who lived a few doors down from this very flat was sixty as well.

 

He had heard his mum talking about her and how she suffered with her feet.

The poor old lady went everywhere with a little wheeled trolly to help steady her as she walked.

 

Would he fuck her if she offered? He didn’t think so for a moment, so why was he fucking this sixty year old woman?

What was different about May?

 

He decided as he drank the wine that she was one of the lucky special people that simply do not conform to the rest of humanity.

He remembered seeing an eighty year old man completing the London Marathon this year.

 

He couldn’t run a marathon now, let alone when he was eighty.

Yes May was special, and he was fantastically lucky to have met her.

His dad always said ‘ Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth ‘ he wouldn’t look May in the mouth, but he would probably be fucking her in the mouth in the near future.

 

May had finally ceased her orgasms and had become aware of John sitting on the bedside chair drinking his wine.

She got up from the bed and walked over towards him.

He studied her as she approached, yes she was special, she walked like an athlete.

 

Although only five foot tall she was perfectly proportioned, apart from her breasts which were really a little too big for her frame.

Her stomach was flat with a hint of muscle showing when she tensed it. The rest of her body was smooth and silky, and it was topped by a beautiful heart shaped face, with lovely blue eyes.

 

He had seen all these parts of her before, but his was the first time he had appreciated the whole of her.

 

With her hair tied in a pony tail behind her she looked very similar to any other blond, the only clue to her unique hair was the thick golden triangle of her pubic hair.

He knew that for her to go from beautiful to stunning, it only required her to let down her golden hair completely so as to form her own magic cloak. Yes she was special, she was unique and she was his.

 

May poured herself a glass of wine and sat down on John’s lap. He had gone soft so she didn’t run the risk of impaling herself on his cock.

‘How is my sexy man feeling?’ she asked as she put an arm around his shoulders for support.

 

John found his mouth only inches from her nipple and taking a sip of his cold wine he placed his lips around it and sucked.

The shock of his cold mouth on her nipple made her squeal, and wiggle her naked bottom against his cock.

It suddenly came back to rampant life and May found herself sitting on a hot cock.

 

To get more comfortable she raised her bottom only to find when she lowered herself back down onto his lap that his cock was slipping smoothly up her arsehole again.

She found the sensation very comforting and with a contented sigh relaxed and took another sip of her wine.

 

John actually found that having May sitting on his cock was strangely more erotic than when he was fucking her up her arse. He asked her why he felt this, and she replied that it could be because outwardly she was just sitting on his lap, albeit naked. In reality his big cock was secretly up her arse.

 

She told him a story about herself when she was a young girl and was with a boyfriend. He had come around her mother’s house to visit her and in those days they would go into the parlour for a bit of privacy.

However her mother would make a point of popping in at odd times just to keep an eye on them to ensure no hanky panky went on.

 

One time, she confessed to John, her boyfriend had got his cock out and asked her to suck it.

She was too afraid to do this as her mother might come in at any second and catch her on her knees.

May suggested instead that as she was wearing a full skirt as the fashion of the times demanded, she could take off her knickers and sit on his lap.

 

He agreed to the compromise and she slipped off her knickers and put them in her handbag.

She then lowered herself onto his cock, which slipped up her cunt easily as she was wet and juicy in anticipation.

 

The reason that she remembered this occasion after all those years was that her mother came into the room and saw her sitting on her boyfriends lap listening to the radio.

She asked her boyfriend if he wanted a cup of tea and some biscuits, and then went to fetch them.

 

Her mother then returned with the snack and joined them for a while listening to the radio before she went back into the kitchen to tidy up.

All the while they were chatting innocently to her mother she was sitting with his big cock stuck up her cunt.

By the time her mother left the room her cunt juice had soaked the front of his trousers and he had to leave the house when her mother was elsewhere so she wouldn’t see the damp patch around his flys.

 

‘Would you like me to visit you in a long dress and no knickers,’ she whispered to John seductively. ‘I could sit on your lap in front of your mum and dad, and you could slip your big cock deep into my cunt without them noticing.

Would you like that? I can feel that your cock would.’

 

Indeed his cock was very interested in the story and had swollen even bigger than it had been.

May stood up and turned to face him.

Straddling him she again lowered herself onto his lap, and again his cock slid up her bum.

 

Putting her hands on the back of his chair she started to bounce her arse on his cock.

Her breasts were right in front of his eyes and he watched in delight as they bounced and shook in front of him.

She could feel his big hard cock impaling her arse with every bounce.

 

Retelling that true story while John’s cock was up her arse had really turned her on in a big way, and she was hit by an orgasm that made her squeal in ecstasy.

John watched her face as she came for him.

He could tell that she was in a separate world of pure pleasure and he was proud that he was the one that transported her there.

 

May had to stop, her arse was throbbing and getting a bit sore from all the fucking.

She had come all over John’s bollocks and his pubic hairs were sticky and matted.

 

GOLDEN SHOWER

 

‘I think we both need a bath, instead of a shower,’ she declared firmly.

 

Her flat had a large bathroom, as well as the big shower cubicle in which they had first become intimate; there was also a standard bathtub in the corner.

May walked naked into the bathroom, and he waited expecting to hear her running the water for them.

He heard nothing so got up and walked into the bathroom.

He was surprised to see her sitting in the bath without any water in it.

‘Come and join me,’ she invited.

He stepped into the bath and lay down facing her.

May straddled him so that her cunt was over his balls and gently rubbed his cock.

‘Why isn’t there any water?’ he asked.

 

’Because I am going to make my own,’ she replied mischievously.

She told him that she was going to show him what she had seen a Hong Kong whore do on stage years ago when she was visiting there.

She instructed him to close his eyes and relax, she was going to wash all the sticky come from his cock and balls.

 

John closed his eyes and relaxed as he felt her stand up in the bath over him.

He could feel her pouring lovely hot water over his tender cock and matted pubic hair.

His wine fuddled brain was slow to register the fact that the taps were not turned on.

 

He opened his eyes a crack and was astounded to see that May was peeing on his cock.

From where he sat he could clearly see her pee coming from her cunt and splashing all over his balls.

He had never seen a woman pee before and certainly not from this angle.

 

‘Do you like that,’ she asked.

‘It feels strange but nice,’ he admitted after a few seconds thought,           ‘Why are you peeing on me?’  

‘Most couples fuck each other in various ways, but never see each other pee.

It’s a private thing and I want you to see me pee.’ She explained.

 

‘Fair enough,’ he said, ‘ would you like to see me pee as well?’

‘I thought you would never ask,’ she replied with a smile.

‘ My bum is a bit sore and could do with some hot water.’

She knelt down in the bath with her bum in the air.

John knelt behind her and gently parted her bum cheeks so he could see her slightly swollen anus.

 

He found that with all the wine he had drank his bladder was uncomfortably full and with a sigh of relief he relaxed and started to pee over her bum.

His water poured over her anus and ran down between her legs soaking her golden pubic hairs and pouring onward into the bath.

From his perspective it looked like she was peeing herself.

 

She suddenly turned around in the bath to face him.

This allowed him to pee directly over her golden triangle and he noticed that she was watching in rapt attention as his pee poured out of the hole in the end of his cock and soaked her cunt.

 

She told him that her peeing on him was called a golden shower, she said that some couples even liked to watch their partners having a poo.

She however drew the line at that, and hoped that he wouldn’t want to watch her when she next had a poo.

 

He assured her that watching someone poo didn’t turn him on at all. However as she brought the subject of poo up, he was pleasantly surprised that during the ferocious arse fucking she had received from him that there was thankfully no sign of any mess.

 

She explained that there were two important steps to good anal sex.

One she had already mentioned, was lots of lubrication.

The other was not so widely spoken of due to the taboo about talking of poo.

Before a woman allows he partner to fuck her up the arse she should always give herself a soapy hot water enema.

 

This cleans her bum out completely and that is why you often see porn stars sucking a man’s cock immediately it has been pulled out of her arse. Her bum is just as clean as her cunt so she doesn’t mind sucking his cock straight from her bum. 

 

She confessed that knowing he was coming to see her she had ensured she was clean for him.

‘Did you hope I would end up fucking your arse?’ he asked,

‘Oh yes John, I really hoped we would end up as lovers, and so we are,’ she replied hugging him tightly.

 

‘Now we are both covered in pee we can take a shower,’ she said.

She took his hand and led him into the shower.

Turning it on they both stood still for a while to allow the water to run between their legs and wash away the pee.

She said that as she had peed on him first it was up to her to soap his cock and balls so as to make sure he was lovely and clean.

 

Taking a handful of soapy liquid she rubbed it all over his cock and around his balls.

She pulled his foreskin back and soaped his knob thoroughly.

Needless to say this attention brought his cock back to full rigidity.

 

Once she had rinsed the soap off, she knelt down on the shower base and covered the end of his cock with her mouth.

May sucked gently on his cock, and then ran her tongue down his shaft to his balls.

She very gently sucked each of his balls into her mouth and rolled them around with her tongue.

When she stood up he was rampant and raring to go again.

 

He demanded that he be allowed to soap her, as that was one of his fantasies.

Using lots of soap he rubbed it all over her large soft breasts.

Paying particular attention to her nipples until they stood out like red strawberries.

 

Telling her to open her legs for him he rubbed plenty of soap into and around her hairy cunt.

Then he asked her to turn around and bend over for him.

Again he took a good handful of soap and rubbed it between her bum cheeks and up her bum hole.

 

Her arse was still well stretched from his cock and he could slip his finger up her bum easily.

This was how he had envisioned being in a shower with a naked woman. Lots of soaping and sucking of cocks, and cunts.

The world made sense again as far as he was concerned.

 

They finally got out of the shower and dried themselves in the bedroom. It was getting late and May knew she would have to send him home soon, but before she let him go she wanted to give him a final image to remember.

 

 

 

He also knew it was time to go and was a bit disappointed when May told him to get dressed. She also dressed in her usual loose top shorts and floppy hat. When they were both dressed instead of leading him downstairs as he expected, she led him over to the bed.

 

‘You have to go now,’ she said quietly, ‘but before you go I want to give you an image to keep with you.

I am usually dressed like this so you will see me more like this than naked.

 

The next time you see me talking to your mum or chatting to you in front of others you can picture me this way’.

She knelt down in front of him and took his cock out of his pants.

It had gone limp in disappointment but sucking it into her mouth she soon got it back to its usual readiness.

 

‘I’m going to suck your cock until you come, and when you do you are going to squirt your cum into my mouth and all over my face.

He had seen this on many a blue movie and had always wanted to do that to a woman.

She looked up at him and began to wank his cock in front of her face.

 

Looking down at her he could see her beautiful heart shaped face smiling at him as she rubbed his cock.

With her other hand she started to massage his balls and at the same time took his swollen knob deep into her mouth and sucked it hard.

His cock had been teased all evening and it was ready to explode with his semen.

 

She heard his tell tale breathing that warned of the coming explosion.

‘Watch me when you come,’ she demanded, and wanked him even harder.

‘I can’t hold it any longer,’ he gasped desperately.

‘Come for me my darling boy, come in my mouth and over my face, I want you to remember my face covered in your cum.’

 

She held his cock tightly, pointing towards her open mouth and stuck her tongue out.

With a loud cry he shot a stream of hot creamy cum out of his cock.

She directed it onto her tongue and into her mouth.

His next big squirt she aimed directly between her eyes so that it ran down her face either side of her nose and into her open mouth to join the first load.

By this time his legs had gone weak at the knees and he was leaning on her shoulders to keep upright.

His last and final squirt she caused to splatter across both her cheeks.

He stood there gasping in relief; as he balls were at last mercifully empty.

 

He watched as she rubbed his knob all over her face and watched her tongue lick the drops of cum from the end of his cock.

She opened her mouth for him and he could see that it was full of his cum.

 

Looking him straight in the eyes she slowly and deliberately swallowed all his cum and licked her lips. 

She knelt before him with her face completely covered in his cum, and smiled at him.

 

‘Remember this John, the next time I am talking to your parents and I see you I will lick my lips like this.

You will know that I am remembering licking your cum from my face and swallowing it.

 

You will also know that I want you to bend me over in front of them pull down my knickers and fuck my cunt as hard as you can.

I will be looking at you and talking to you normally, but I will be wanting your big cock in my mouth, cunt and arse and don’t you ever forget it.

 

I tell you this because women can always tell when a man wants them, they only have to look at his cock, just as I looked at yours when we first met.

The sight of my tits made you hard if you remember.

Men cannot tell just by looking at us if we want them badly.

Know that I want you every time I see you.’

 

So saying she stood up and gave him a deep tonguing kiss.

He could taste his own cum in her mouth and loved it.

May reached down and after giving his now limp cock a tender kiss tucked it into his pants for him.

 

She walked him to the door and after another passionate kiss waved to him as he walked back to his house.

When he had disappeared from sight she closed the door and went back up to her bedroom.

 

She lay on the bed fully dressed her face was still sticky from his cum. Closing her eyes she went through all that had transpired that day.

She decided that it had been a great day and although every hole was sore she relished the discomfort as it meant she was no longer alone in the world.

 

To be continued.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    

Her breathing was getting heavier and faster. I could feel her hard little clit as it was sliding on my leg. I could feel her pussy open up and my leg was getting soaking wet from her pussy juice.

Thalia said, "I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum...I'M GONNA CUM!!!"

I said, "Keep your eyes open baby...keep 'em open...you're so beautiful!"

Thalia's whole body shook violently in an explosive orgasm. She collapsed into me with a hug as she rested her head on my shoulder for a minute or two. Then, she got off of my leg to sit beside me on the sofa.

Thalia said, "Oh my God...feel my legs...they're still shaking". I said, "I know baby. I love that. It confirms you had a really good orgasm".

Since we only had a half hour before our time was up, I asked Thalia to do it again. She quickly agreed.

I don't know how many orgasms Thalia had. I stopped counting after 7. Each orgasm would get more and more intense. I actually was amazed that she could keep her eyes open and look at me during each orgasm! However, during her final orgasm her eyes actually rolled back in her head. I thought she was going to pass out on me!

After her final orgasm she collapsed in my arms. Her arms and back were slick with sweat. The smell of the combination of her female scent mixed with her perfume was wonderful!

The guy in charge of the VIP rooms told us our time was up. We went back to our table in the VIP section, ordered some drinks, continued our conversation and exchanged our phone numbers.

Needless to say, it was a wonderful evening.

I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. I have many more stories to share between me and Thalia. If you wish you can email me at: ronin1225@yahoo.com. Let me know if this story helped "get you off". :)

 

When they got back to his place Hinata pushed him onto the bed as she got undressed."Get undress bitch." Hinata said. Naruto starts to get undressed. Hinata pushes Naruto onto the bed, as she bend down and starts sucking on his cock. As Hinata is sucking harder and faster she puts her pussy in his face. Naruto started sliding his tongue in and out of her pussy bring her off as she sucked him hard. Once she was satisfied she got up off of him. Hinata was standing there looking down at him. When she got dress and walked out. Naruto ran after her," why are you leaving Hinata?"Naruto said. "Because I want to leave."Hinata Said." But I only made you cum once. "Naruto said."SO what. "Hinata said. "Normally I make you cum 4 to 5 times before you leave Hinata. "Naruto said."Then say it bitch. " Hinata said.Naruto whisper's "I'm Hinata bitch." Naruto said. "What I can hear you bitch.' Hinata said. He says it a little louder. "You better speak where I can hear you bitch." Hinata said Naruto yells out "I'm Hinata bitch." "That's better."Hinata said. Hinata walked back into Naruto place. Hinata gets undress and lay's on the bed. "Now get over here and fuck me bitch."


Naruto slides is cock into her pussy fucking her harder and faster. "Hinata can you please take this collar off please." Hinata was moaning close to having another orgasm. "No bitch I'm not taking off your collar that marks you as mine so get use to it." Hinata said." yes Hinata I am yours." Naruto said. Hinata started having her second orgasm. When there was a knock at the door. "Get off of me Bitch." Hinata said. Naruto get up and answer the door. "Who is it?" Naruto said. "Open the door bitch," Neji Said.

Naruto let Neji in. "Neji what do you want?" Hinata said. "Your father was wondering why you haven't been home?" Neji said. " I been using my bitch and just been falling asleep over here." Hinata said."Ok I will tell your father, but if he tells me to come back and get you. Your going have to leave and come home." Neji said."Ok Neji bitch will just have to fuck me faster then. Hinata said. Neji started to leave as Naruto got back to fucking Hinata.Hinata was moaning and tell Naruto to fuck her harder and faster. Naruto was slamming his cock into her as hard as he can. After Hinata came three more times. They were laying in bed when there was a knock on the door. "Go answer the door bitch." Hinata said.Naruto open the door and let Neji in."Hinata you need to get dress. We need to get home." Neji said "Ok Neji" Hinata said. Hinata got up and started getting dressed. "Bitch you are not to leave until I get here tomorrow." Hinata said. "Yes Hinata I will stay here until you get here." Naruto said. Hinata and Neji walk out as Naruto lays down in the bed and go to sleep.

Hinata show's up at Naruto's. She walks in and slaps him across the face to wake him up. Naruto wake's up and looks at Hinata."Hinata do you want something?" Naruto said. "Yes there is something I want, but I have to make a decision to make first." Hinata said. " Can I help you with Hinata?" Naruto said. "No you can't Naruto." Hinata said. When Naruto get to his team. Sakura looks at Naruto and said "How do you like being Hinata bitch."What do you mean Sakura I'm not Hinata bitch." Naruto said. " I know you are her bitch Naruto, I talk to her everyday and I know you are wearing a collar saying Hinata bitch is on it." Sakura said. " Ok Sakura I am Hinata's bitch, but this morning she woke me and then left just said she had to think about something." Naruto said. " Do you know what she has to think about Naruto?" Sakura asked. " No I don't Sakura, she told me I couldn't help her with it." Naruto said. " I will go talk to her Naruto." Sakura said. Before Naruto could answer Sakura left to go find Hinata.

Sakura finds Hinata sitting on a bench thinking." Hinata what is wrong?" Sakura asked.
"Why do you asks Sakura?" Hinata asked. "Because I talked to Naruto and he told me you had to make a decision." Sakura said. "Yes I do and I don't know what to do Sakura." Hinata said. "What decision do you have to make Hinata maybe I can help?" Sakura asked. "Well I either have to decide to move in with Naruto or have him move in with me, but I don't want to leave with him yet though." Hinata said. "Hmm that is a hard decision to make, but if you move in with him then you can use him time you want right," Sakura said. "Yeah but then my father would sending Neji over to check up on me every once in awhile." Hinata said. "So you don't know what to do, what would you rather do live at Naruto place or at your father place Hinata?" Sakura asked."Well we will have to go there sooner or later but I would have more freedom at Naruto then I would at home." Hinata said. " Well I say it sounds like you already made up your mind Hinata." Sakura said. " Yea I know but what should I say to Naruto though?" Hinata asked. " Nothing he is yours so he has to live with it." Sakura said. "Thank you Sakura, you helped me out a lot." Hinata said as she ran off to tell her father her decision.

Hinata find her father. "Father I made my decision." Hinata told her father. "What is your decision Hinata?" Her father asked. "I'm going to move in with Naruto for now Father." Hinata said. "Ok Hinata just so you know I will have Neji check up on you every once in awhile, and you both will have to come to have dinner every once in awhile." Her father said. "Yes Father I understand." Hinata said. They start packing up her stuff to take it over to Naruto's. After they get everything packed they take it over to Naruto's. Hinata starts to unpack and her father leaves to go back home. Naruto hadn't seen Hinata all day he was wondering where she was at? He went home and saw that his place look different. Then he saw Hinata come out of the bathroom. "Hinata what is going on?" Naruto asked. "I moved in with you Naruto now I don't have to go home, because I live with you now." Hinata said. Naruto just stood there thinking.

"What are you thinking about Naruto?" Hinata asked."I wasn't planning on living with anyone right now Hinata." Naruto said. "Well I didn't ask what you wanted bitch, this was what I wanted. My choose's were either move in here or you move in with me, so I choose here." Hinata said. " Ok Hinata." Naruto said. He started to get undressed as he stared at Hinata. After he was naked Hinata sat down on the bed and spread her legs wide open. Naruto drop to his knees and crawled over to her and start sliding his tongue in and out of her pussy. He started sucking her clit as he slide two fingers into her pussy then she started having her orgasm. Hinata was sitting there looking down at Naruto, when she lay down and waited for Naruto to start fucking her.

Naruto got up and slide his cock into her pussy as he started fucking her harder and faster. "Oh god yes thats it fuck me harder bitch." Hinata said. Naruto was fucking her as hard as he could. When Hinata started having her second orgasm and Naruto was still fucking her. When Hinata told him. "Bitch get the fuck off of me and got to sleep."

The dressing rooms in the store are in the back, but, have doors that go down to about your knees. You can see from the feet to the knees. The manager told us he had to lock front door, but, to take our time. When he came back to where I was standing, a skirt dropped around Melissa's ankles, and , it kinda turned me on knowing she was just a few feet away from me and the young man without a skirt on, and I knew she had to know we were watching.

I whispered to him if he thought she was hot. He shook his head "yes", and I asked him if he wiuld like to fuck her. He again shook his head up and down.

I told Melissa we were watching, and she was turning us on. She said something about us being silly. I told her I had something I really wanted her to try on. I left the guy standing there and went over to a table that held thong panties. I grabbed a pair, took them to her dressing stall. I told her to open the door, and she told me to just hand them under the door. when she saw what I handed her, a pair of white lace thong panties, she asked if we really wanted her to try them on. We both said "yes". We watched her slip her feet into them, and could tell that she was pulling them up to her butt. I told her to shut her eyes. I said I had a big surprise for her.

I whispered to the boy to go into the dressing room, and fuck her. He walked thru the swinging door. I told her she could open her eyes, and she told me that they were already "wide" open.  Through the door, I told him to kiss her on the neck. I could see her bare feet facing his feet, and it was very quiet. Then, I watched as a pair of white thong panties fell to her ankles. She made a low moaning sound, and I knew he was touching her pussy. Then...her t-top fell to the floor, and I knew she was totally naked. I watched as her feet turned toward the mirror. His pants hit the floor, and I knew his dick was touching her butt. I became hard as a rock.

She shifted forward, and I knew that naked butt was up against his dick. She made a sound I had never heard before, and I could hear him begining to fuck her,. The way her legs and feet moved, I knew she was fucking him back.

He began to fuck her really fast, and she told him not to cum inside. I watched her legs and feet turn back toward him. I saw her knees on the floor, and could hear the sucking sounds as she gave him a blow job. He announced that he was going to cum. She told him to cum in her mouth. He began cumming, and she made a loud muffled throaty sound, and i knew she was cumming, too.

I opened the door just as she was licking the last drop of cum from the head of his dick. With Melissa's permission, I asked him to go home with us. We fucked her for 5 hours. She must have came 10 times. After he left, she admitted that she loved it and was ready to do it again and again and again. I think I have helped create a cumming fuck lover..and i'm glad.

You may know Melissa if you live in Missouri near Springfield, and you may get lucky.

After an hour inside the air conditioned comfort of the cafe stepping out into the sun was like a very hot slap to the face and by the time I walked home I probably sweated out the coffee and iced water. The machine was finished so I hung everything out on the line, it would be dry in next to no time so why use the electric dryer. The pool was beckoning me with its siren song of gently lapping water so I went and put on a pair of old folks swimmin' trunks. I raided my sons CD collection and found a compilation disk of 70's and 80's hits. I cranked the volume up on the poolside cd player and dove in.

The water was colder than the surrounding air and hit my skin in like a hundred tiny pinpricks. By the time had swum to the end and back my body had adjusted to the temperature and I steadily worked my way through lengths of the pool and tumble turns, exactly as I was taught so long ago. Now I must admit I'm in pretty good shape for a guy my age, dye the hair black and I could easily pass for 50. I got out of the pool before I became too wrinkled and pruney and went into a solid exercise workout in time to some hot 80's tunes. I just have a thing for synth pop, so kill me.

With the music up I could not hear anyone banging on the front door but in the seconds between songs I finally heard someone calling me from the side gate. Thinking it was a neighbour I was annoying I tried looking the old man part as I rounded the garage to see who it was. I could only see a face, framed with wild red hair, over the gate but my posture instantly changed to macho man as I sidled to the gate to take in more of the goddess standing there.

The face was a dead give away that this was Kimi's mother so I was extra suave as I opened the gate to admit her into the yard. She thanked me with a nod and swept along the path to the back of the house. It was extremely lucky I was now behind her because the light hit her sundress at just the right angle for me to see her legs through the material and I followed them all the way to the curve of her arse and the panties that covered it. I grabbed a towel and threw it around my waist to hide yet another erection. It must be the warm weather waking up my long hibernating hormones. 

Her name is Kali, I kid you not, everyone's name here starts with a K. Kali explained that she is a single mother and was working a double shift at the local hospital last night when the storm hit. She told me how Kimi had been caught out in a storm when she was young and is usually terrified when one hits. Kali had rung Kimi this morning to see how she had coped and Kimi had told her what I had done to her.

I was suddenly on the defensive and my body tensed for the explosion but obviously what Kimi had told her was not "everything" that had happened and then Kali leaned over and kissed me. Kimi it seems is now cured of her storm phobia thanks to some happy memories of me for the next time a storm hits. I was so dumbstruck I ummed and arghed before I finally remembered my manners and offered Kali a drink, as it was still oppressively hot.

I beat a hasty retreat inside to the kitchen to find something cold to drink but the fridge was full of fizzy soft drink or beer. I hadn't heard Kali come in behind me but she suggested a beer over my shoulder. Kali was leaning on the breakfast bar so I could only see the top half of her and it was then that I spotted two dark nipples staining the pure white material of her dress. They drew in the eye like magnets and I had to shake my head as I said glass to regain my concentration.

Kali was happy to drink from the bottle so I dumped some chips in a bowl and we sat outside in the shade and discussed a whole range of topics. She was slightly older than my son and his wife, early 40's, was all she would say. Her husband had been a truck driver who just grew to enjoy the road and who had driven off one day never to be seen again. He sent money for a while and eventually she heard he had died on the road so she had just got on with her life.

Between work and Kimi she didn't really have time to find anyone else. She had stood up to speak and my focus was divided between her arse as she walked one way and those bullet hole nipples as she came back. She sounded like she just wanted to talk and didn't really care if I was listening or not. I broke into the conversation to ask if she wanted another beer but her reply surprised me as she said she wanted to go for a swim. Sounding really old fashioned I asked if she needed something to swim in but Kali looked at me and said we're both adults.

In one motion she pulled down the zip and stepped from the dress, then another step preceded a graceful dive into the pool. All I saw was bare back, white panties then splash. Kali stayed underwater all the way down the pool and when she surfaced her wet, red hair wrapped her head and shoulders like moulded copper. She swam back to a spot in front of me and rested by the side of the pool.

Squashed against the edge of the pool her breasts mounded up like a fresh baked loaf of bread, the nipples just below where I could see. She waved for me to join her and I thought I could make it into the water quickly enough for her not to see my erection. That was when Lady Luck laughed at me. I planned to rush the pool, dropping the towel at the last minute before I dove in. It went oh so smoothly in my mind, but in reality I tripped over the towel, which had caught an ankle, and then I flipped like a breaching whale as I hit the water. The bad entry angle combined with any number of other factors resulted in my shorts joining the towel around my other ankle.

Kali tried to sound reassuring between guffaws of laughter as I tried to reclaim my shorts. My leg was jerked in an odd direction and the next sound I heard was the unmistakeable noise of wet cloth on concrete. I looked at the pool deck and there were my shorts, I could feel an all over blush creeping across my skin. As I turned to look a Kali I heard that sound again from a different direction and swivelling my head saw a small, white pile of wet material. Kali swam over to me and draped her arms around of my neck and kissed me flush on the lips. She hung on like a limpet, her tongue forcing apart my lips.

Could I, should I. Do I take advantage of this woman. My brain provided the shortest logical argument "she is an adult".

My hands cupped her arse pulling us tightly together. We drifted around the pool in our lip locked embrace. I freed a hand from her butt and slid it along skin as smooth and supple as her daughters until I had it over her breast and tweaking at her blood filled nipple. Her reaction was if struck by an electric eel, her whole body stiffened in my arms and her face came away from mine, mouth open in a silent scream.

Energy poured into her and she had me forced back against the pool wall. She smothered me with kisses as her hand fumbled for my dick. I thought she was going to jerk it completely off but she was really trying to get it into her. With all the skill and dexterity of a synchronised swimmer she manoeuvred my dick into her pussy. Even underwater I could feel the heat. The reaction to her tweaked nipple was nothing compared to my dick pushing up into her. Kali braced against the side of the pool and pulled me fully into with one deep thrust.

I had positioned myself so I could plant both feet on the pool bottom to avoid splashing about. With me holding firm Kali used the buoyancy of the water to bounce on my balance pole. The water was acting as a cushion so Kali couldn't get as much penetration as she wanted so she let go and swam to the shallow end, wiggling her butt as she climbed out. I was behind her in seconds and she folded to her knees on the recliner lounge and I quickly re-inserted my dick in her hot spot.

I was glad the neighbours were not at home, or the girls, because Kali must not have had a good seeing too in a long time. I pushed and with little effort, I had her fully impaled on my erect dick. I could see she loved it even as her head trashed about, and her eyes had a wild stare. Lips pulled back from her teeth Kali pleaded, begged and out-right swore for me to fuck her and was not backward in coming forward as to how she wanted it.

I pulled out, flipped her on her back and dove back in before she had a chance to cool down a fraction. I pummelled her pussy, pistoning my dick into her slick sex slide. Kali wrapped her legs behind my back and locked her ankles to prevent me getting out again. She shrieked, like all the girls did when excited, as I pumped myself into her, sweat streaming down my brow and off the end of my nose. Her enthusiasm only served to excite me more, as I pounded her into the recliner.

Youthful exuberance, 40 next to 60 is young, might be keeping Kali going but two frantic sex session in 24 hours was a bit more than I could handle and before I had gotten her off properly I was shooting my aged sperm into her while bellowing like a bull moose. My get up and go, got up and went and I was left face down covering Kali like a wrinkled quilt. It was after several minutes of deep breathing before I could talk to her.

I stood, taking her hand; dragged Kali up and in silence pulled her along into the house. We went to the en-suite off the main bedroom and had a slow, sensual shower. I stood behind Kali, as the water washed over us, and reached around her to soap her breasts. She melted into my arms as I ran my soap smooth hands over her body. Her breasts were a little saggy and large but to me they felt like water filled balloons. I lifted each to soap underneath and then let them slide from my hand.

She turned towards me and kissed me deep and passionately. I soaped her back and butt while we kissed. Long, slow sweeps of my hands across her body feeling every inch of her silky skin. Kali moved her hip at an angle and I knew instinctively what she meant. My roaming hand slid between us and I massaged soap into her tangle of pubic hair.

Hitting just the right spot sent a shudder through her and I realised she still had not gotten off properly. I killed the shower and wrapped Kali in an extra large bath towel. I patted off any excess water and carried her to the bed. I gently lay her on the bed and she unfolded to towel and then her body opened like an exquisite flower. I got between her legs and with little angel kisses I began to explore Kali in the most intimate of ways. The perfume of the soap mingled with her own sexual aroma and I drew several lungfuls of this amazing fragrance into my nose, holding each breath as if it may be my last.

Now my finger and tongue worked as a tag team as I penetrated the folds of her womanhood. Kali oohed and ahhed as I prodded, probed, licked and kissed my way up and down her slit. One slippery finger played with her butt hole and her back arched off the bed. Kali was humping her pubis into my face allowing finger and tongue to get deeper into the action.

Raising my eyes to look at her body I could see Kali was working on her boobs. Rolling and folding them like bread dough with the occasional tweak of her nipples. Even after all these years it is still an erotic turn-on the watch a woman getting herself worked up and that is exactly what it was doing to me. I positioned my dick at her vaginal opening and slid in again. This time I took it long and steady, the gun might be hot but the bullets were slow to reload. This gave me the opportunity to suckle on her boobs. Pumped with her fired up blood they were round and hard as Kali lay on her back and let me make love to her.

Long, slow love as I smothered her face and neck with kisses. Nibbling on her ear as her head rocked from side to side. My hands were absorbing every contour of her body as we built up steam to a shuddering orgasm. Kali was bucking me, her body seeking a release for her pent up passion, until she finally peeked, screaming to the Lord for the satisfaction she had received.

Time drifted away as we lay together in our sex-induced stupor. Neither of us said a word for a long time we just listened to each other's contented breathing. I don't know how long we had slept for but by the fading light around the curtains it must be well into the afternoon. I woke my sleeping beauty with a kiss and suggested we get dressed before the girls get back. I picked up shorts and a t from the chair in the room as Kali's naked derriere disappeared out the door. With prefect timing we were seated by the pool with a drink in our hands as the girls came in.

They were at first surprised to see Kali there but were soon talking as one about their day at the beach. It was then that I noticed Kali's wet panties were still poolside. Deflecting the girls into the house to put all their dirty beach stuff in the wash I sprinted to the panties and with a smooth underarm throw had them back to Kali before the girls returned. Kali and Kimi left and the girls quizzed me about her being here. I told them it was a polite visit to thank me for looking after Kimi during last night’s storm. I changed the subject to last nights concert and what time they got home, this had the desired effect of stopping them talking so I suggested dinner and headed to the kitchen to whip something up.

Next morning Kira and Kara slept late so I went out for coffee, and this was totally unplanned, but I ran into Kali at the cafe. She was there with another man but happily waved me over to join them. His name was Phil, I had expected Ken, and he was from the local council and supervised the local community centre. Kali it seemed helped out there and involved me in the story of old computers they had and how she and Ken, sorry Phil, were trying to raise funds to get newer machines for the seniors to use. This was going to take up a lot of Kali's spare time so I wasn't going to be able to see her for the next few days.

Phil was apologetic about the local council not being able to kick in more funding but it was nearly the end of the budget period. He also told Kali he had a layout for some ideas at the centre if she wanted to come back with him. I asked to borrow a phone and while I waited for my coffee to arrive I wheeled and dealed my magic on some former employees and tah dah I had got the centre six, top of the line PC's, a network server and high speed, wireless internet connection, all arriving on Friday along with a posse of PR, media and techs and all for the budget price of nothing. Kali was nearly wetting herself with excitement but Phil just gave me the evil eye and the most insincere smile any politician had ever used.

After a rather limp handshake Phil departed and left Kali and I alone to finish our coffee. Kali had a gleam in her eye when we left and offered me a ride home, considering the ever-present heat. Kali turned left from the car park and not right which was the direction to my son’s house. We drove in silence for a few minutes until she turned into a tree-lined driveway. This was her house and she invited me in for a moment. As soon as we were in the door she was all over me kissing my face and running her hand across the front of my pants.

I have to say that all the sex I was getting was now starting to take its toll on me. While I was enjoying the attention from Kali my dick was slow off the block and not racing to full size as fast as it had been. Kali moved away and told me to stay, like a well-trained puppy. She went to the kitchen and I had a look around the house. In minutes she was back with two glasses of wine to celebrate my successful dealing for the computers.

Kali was dressed like thousands of office women do every day, mid length grey skirt and matching blazer over a white t-shirt with low-heeled black shoes. Now Kali's skirt had a nice slit in the side that gave a good view of her leg as she walked. As we sipped our wine I slid my hand into the slit and ran it up her thigh. It wasn't a t-shirt but a very figure hugging body suit and I ran a finger down the leg line till I met the snaps between her legs. My hand covered her mound and I could see a ruddy flush pinking her face as we looked at each other over our wine glasses.

Then the unmistakeable sound of a key into a lock broke our tension and we were standing like normal adults as Kimi rounded the corner and saw us there. She looked from one of us to the other and back but Kali jumped in with the explanation before Kimi could ask any awkward questions. Then Kali's mobile rang and she was off answering questions about the computers I just stood and looked at Kimi. She come over and gave me a feather light kiss and a thank you before heading upstairs.

Kali came back with an apologetic look on her face and it seems the whole deal with the computers was about to become a media circus and she had to get to the community centre and wanted me along. We drove in silence for several minutes to the community centre but when we arrived the place was bustling with activity. It seems "my people" had gotten onto the job as soon as I had closed the phone and now there were all sorts of workmen getting the small room for the computers enlarged and fitted out in advance of the arrival of the machines.

Phil was lording over the whole proceedings and did not look happy at my sudden arrival but I played the bigger man and gratefully acknowledged his essential role in the deal, I had used his phone. A politician in a good spotlight is as happy as a pig in mud and Phil soaked up every accolade that was thrown his way. Kali told me that Phil had been trying to get into her pants for months and that was why he was dragging out the work from the start. I said I must be very lucky because I got in in next to no time but Kali countered with the fact that she now had the PC’s.

The next few days were a swirl of activity as the local newspapers, radio and TV clamoured for interviews with any of the three of us. Phil wanted blanket coverage but did not want to appear to be pushing himself as the sole contributor to this circus. Politicians are so good at pulling you in while holding you back it almost seems like they are doing you the favour. Even Kira, Kara and Kimi got into the spirit of the event by painting and hanging some banners. Being even a slightly newsworthy story also bought out some of the towns B list celebrities and sporting personalities to offer their words of encouragement and the squeals of delight from the girls informed me whenever one arrived.

The big day arrived and city dignitaries were out in force basking in the glow of a happy public. My old boss stopped by and collected myself, Kali and the girls in his private limo and whisked us to the community centre. We had talked on the phone but he now appeared to be holding something back and kept the conversation moving around. It was a frenzy of lights, cameras and action when we arrived. Hand shakes all-round, before a bevy of speeches and finally the official ribbon cutting.

I was so relaxed in the moment I almost failed to hear that I was being appointed liaison officer and tech support supervisor for the project for at least the first year. This elicited a host of squeals from the girls and a hug from Kali as my old boss welcomed me back onto the payroll. I stood totally flabbergasted as everyone made their way to the refreshments. Eventually I was able to discuss the situation and was informed that the deal was off if I backed out now but funding would be available as long as I hung around.

Kali took my hand and lead me out to the limo, she was dressed in a similar outfit as she had worn the other day except that it was black and the bodysuit had a lacey panel across the front. I could see enough breast to hold my interest. We got in the limo and before I was seated it moved off. Kali launched herself at me and knocked me flat onto the floor. She smothered me with kisses while trying to undo my belt and trousers. It had actually been a few days since I had any sex so I was ready to go and my hand found its own way under her skirt to pop the clips open on her bodysuit.

My fingers slid into her moist snatch and her moans of pleasure filled the cabin of the limo. As soon as Kali had my dick out of my trousers it disappeared into her mouth. She leaned down and took just the head of my dick into her mouth. It felt so soft and warm the way she worked her mouth up and down my dick. Kali massaged that little space between balls and ass hole with her finger. I had never felt such intense pleasure as this before and it was driving me wild. I tried to concentrate on working her pussy into frothy foam as I plunged three fingers into her like an extra dick. 

I was not sure how much longer I could hold off cumming as I had always prided myself on doing. Before my balls exploded and I wasted a full load I pulled her up away from my dick. I was flat on my back feeling every bump on the road as Kali lifted herself up and squatted down on my dick. It went in to the most velvety pussy I had ever been in. I was in just deep enough so that the head of my cock was rubbing up inside her but not deep enough to hurt her. She was rocking and bouncing on my dick.

None of my dreams or fantasies came anywhere close to this reality as I continued to fuck my dick hard and deep into Kali's pussy. I had a swollen breast in either hand and tweaked one then the other of her stiff and enlarged nipples, causing her to hump harder and cry out even more. Kali's body arched and she screamed loudly as she rode my dick to an intense orgasm. Then I felt the beginning of the surge as a cascade of fresh, hot cum blasted up my dick from my tightening balls, spewing forth and deep into her pussy, and I kept on cumming, and cumming until Kali shuddered with an almost violent orgasm. I kept pumping and then we were kissing again, hot and passionate, our tongues doing mad pirouettes that fanned fires in our bodies.

By the time the limo returned us to the community centre we were once again dressed in a very proper fashion. My boss walked to the car and told me to enjoy the perks of my new position. The party was winding down and everyone was moving off and all this would soon be just yesterday’s news. I collected all of my girls and we caught a cab home for an afternoon in the pool and a bar-b-cue for an easy evening meal.

Once my son arrived back from his working holiday I went home and fixed up my business there before coming back to take up my position at the community centre. Kali had lots of ideas on how to set up and use the machines and we were soon running classes for just about anyone in the community. I moved in with Kali, as she is now pregnant with our baby, and life is good.

I did finally tell Kali about my night with Kimi and she laughed and said she had known all the time. Kimi had told her everything and she decided that if sex with me could make Kimi forget her fear of storms maybe if she had sex with me it would rid her of her fear of living out her days alone.

It's times like this that put the grand into being a Grandpa.

She sighed and and zipped up her bag, "You know Tahn, you are a total prude!" 

She ordered a drink as I smiled at her.  I told her about my rotten day, with my rotten co-workers, and my rotten supervisor.  She sipped her martini and listened intently.  I couldn't help but notice Senor green eyes though, it seemed as though he was watching us.  I am pretty shy, and while I am pretty, I am not the looker that Katie is.  She is happy to put it all out on display, we are polar opposites.  I was sure that if I directed her attention his way, I would be going home alone...again.  Oh, don't get me wrong, I wasn't planning on sleeping with him the first night, but I certainly wanted the chance to score his number. 

Katie's phone rang and when she finished her quick conversation she leaned over kissed my forehead, as only a best friend can, and said, "I have to run, it's important.  You okay to drive?"  I nodded yes and watched as my best friend ran out the door of the bar, leaving me with her tab!  "Oh that girl, I swear," I muttered as I paid for her drinks.  I looked up and realized that the object of my desire had left.  "Great, just great," I said as I started collecting my things. 

"Is everything okay?"  The voice behind me sent chills over my body.  Deep and rich, the sonorous tones set my nerves on end.  I turned and there he was, those green eyes boring into my own baby blues. 

"I, uh, yes. Yes, thank you, everything is fine," I stammered.  I fumbled with my keys and felt unsure as to what happens next.  He took the seat next to me and moved it close.

He leaned in and plucked the cherry from my drink.  Slowly he raised it to his lips and sucked the juices off, running his tongue in circles.  Moments later he popped it into his mouth and chewed slowly savoring it's sweetness.  His lips were stained red from the grenadine.  He licked them before running a finger over my lips.

"My name is Antonio," he said, flashing me a smile. 

"Tahanee," I stammered, "it's, um, really great to meet you."

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Antonio took my hand, and led me out of the bar having left money for my tab.  We made our way silently through the darkened streets, my heart was racing.  I don't even know this man, I cannot imagine where he might be taking me.  I am frightened and simultaneously aroused.  The mystery is overwhelming me, all I can think of is his mouth on mine.  I imagine I can still taste of his beer on his tongue.  I watch him now as he leads me through the streets, tall, slender, yet toned.  He smells of aftershave and cigar smoke.  His hand is firm in mine, I can feel his calloused fingertips pressing into the flesh of my hand.  He is dressed in a dapper collared shirt and tweed jacket, slacks and loafers.  His hair, dark and slightly wavy is cut short and face clean shaven. 

We turned a corner and stopped in front of a small convertible sports car.  It was sleek and dark, like Antonio.  He took my other hand in his, looked deep into my eyes and sighed.  I could stand no more, I wrenched my hands from his and pushed him against the building we were standing in front of, cool bricks steadied my hands.  I was pushed against him, two bodies melting to one.  I could feel every part of him, his legs on either side of mine, pressing together.  I could feel his hard chest against me as I breathed heavily, his hot breath on my neck as he leaned toward me.  I could feel his erection, pressing into my stomach, throbbing and hard.  His hands began to move up the back of my shirt, carressing my back and seeking for the clasp on my bra.  His mouth had found my ear, nibbling without biting, tasting.  Shivers ran down my spine as I gasped for breath.  His tongue had found the spot behind my neck, his fingers had found my nipples.  In one glorious motion, one twist and a lick and I careened over the edge of ecstasy.  I lost my balance as an orgasm rocked my unsuspecting body.  His strong hands held me upright and guided me once more toward his car. 

*********

We sped along Route 93, top down and the wind taking my breath away...or perhaps it was his hand between shifting.  We settled into a speed and his fingers moved up my legs and between them.  He slipped the loose material of my skirt up my thighs and slipped his fingers beneath my panties.  We pulled over at the lake shore about 10 miles off the main road.  Antonio led me to a patch of sweet smelling grass where I sat and trembled.  We spoke little before this point and I could see that now would be no different.  Antonio laid me back and removed my shoes.  He massaged my feet and began licking his way up my body.  He kissed the delicate flesh behind my knees and inhaled deeply as he approached the hem of my skirt.  He removed the rest of my clothing in record time and hovered above me, smiling that wicked Latin smile.  I was intoxicated by his smell, his eyes.  I reached up and began unbuttoning his shirt I watched as the muscles rippled beneath the skin as he strained to keep himself up.  I unfastened his pants and slid them down with my feet, his shoes and socks were long since removed.  He removed his boxer briefs and released his enormous erection from captivity.  It sprung to life as though it had been waiting forever for freedom. 

Antonio kissed me then, he lowered his body to mine and he kissed me deeply and sensually.  He explored every facet of my mouth and when he was satisfied with that he began kissing his way down my body.  He paused at each breast and devoured them, my nipples forming hard peaks that he rolled between his teeth and tongue.  He ran his tongue down my stomach and when he reached the bottom, inhaled deeply again.  Antonio spread my legs with his warm hands, gently stretching them to the sides.  He positioned himself between them and began to lick and suck as though he was starving and required nourishment.  His fingers were pressed into my hips and I speared my fingers into his hair.  His tongue wove a magic tapestry of lust around us and he brought me to climax twice, as I screamed his name and bucked my hips.  He finally relented and moved back to where our eyes met.  He lay down beside me and began to sing to me, a sweet Spanish melody as he drove two then three fingers into my wanting pussy.  His thumb tracing circles delicately over my sensitive clit.  He pumped his fingers in and out...in and out....in and out...faster and slower, hard and soft, making love to me through his song and rhythm.  When I could stand it no longer I reached out and took hold of his strong cock.  I ran my thumb over the head as my fingers gripped tightly to the shaft.  I could see his eyes cloud over now, the pumping rhythm in my pussy slowed as he lost focus.  I moved over him and ran my hands and nails over his body.  I gripped his penis in my right hand and with my left I cupped his balls.  I licked the head like a popcicle that was melting...licking the sides and top...rotating around catching every imaginary drip of frozen liquid.  Lust pooled in his eyes as he groaned his breathing shallow and fast.  I took his cock in my mouth and began pumping as he had with his fingers.  I moved fast then slow, varied pressure and intensity.  Suddenly, he pulled out of my mouth.  "I am not ready to cum, mi amor," he whispered turning me over. 

Antonio positioned himself between my legs and looked deep into my eyes.  He used one hand to guide his dick into my waiting pussy.  Once he had slid up and down the length of my wetness he found his destination and pressed firmly into my pussy.  He filled me up and held it in place.  While he was inside me, he kissed and twisted my nipples causing me to cry out in passion.  My breathing became irregular and I moaned in pleasure.  Antonio began pumping slowly.  Antonio pushed me further than I had ever gone, we came together under the moonlight. 

I never saw Antonio again, but I think of him often as I look out into the night's sky.  I think of him often and fondly.

As Tyrone slipped on his white speedo swimtrunks he had grown in the 2 years in prison. His huge black dick was barely able to stay contained as the 20 pounds and 2" he had grown, it wrapped around his hip and the suit accentuated it's thickness, it barely covered the crack of his ass. The white suit was such a contrast to his coal black body covered with prison tats. Pulling on some sweats and tank top he walked to the car with his sister.

"Hi everybody"....Levone yelled. Walking toward Lavone was Susan James, age 16, hugging Levone. "Oh hi, I'm glad you came girlfriend"....Susan screamed..... "Susan, this is my older brother Tyrone, I'm so happy you let him come"....Levone said. Tyrone admired the young blond standing in front of him extending his hand, grunting..."Hi." Susan welcomed them and showed them around introducing them around to everybody. There were 4 guys age 16, and 6 other girls ages 16, Tyrone just grunted hi, he didn't really remember anybody's name.

But he didn't miss the ripe young white girl bodies adorned in bikini's innocently exposing there bodies as they jumped in the pool laughing and playing. Tyrone kind of stood watching drinking a coke. The boys were trying to start a conversation with the black guest but fresh out of prison he didn't have much in common with white school boys. He would just grunt a reply enjoying the pure young girls bodies.

"Okay Mom, I'm teaching Sunday School tomorrow so I'll see you after the 11:00 service".....Laura said hanging up the phone.

She stripped off her shorts and tank top, reaching in the drawer picking out a blue 1 piece suit. Laura didn't like wearing bikini's in front of people thinking it brings to much attention to herself. She admired her 36 year old body, her 32D breasts still firm after 2 daughters,with fifty cent size aureoles and eraser size nipples, turning she admired her butt still free of cellulite, as she straightened the suit it hugged her 25" waist. She noticed that her long trim legs needed a shave. Pulling her brunette hair in a pony tail. Adding some lite pink lip gloss to her full lips, at 5"11, 130 pounds, Laura thought to herself, not bad for an old gal.

Tyrone spotted Mrs. James as she walked on the patio. GODDAMN he thought to himself, who the hell is that. 

All the kids yelled hello to Mrs. James as she walked out carrying sandwiches. Levone climbing out of the pool, "Tyrone, come here"....Levone yelled. Tyrone climbed out of the pool. She shuddered as she was introduced to this young black boy, as he took the sandwich tray from her hands. "Here let me get that"....Tyrone ask. He was wet from the pool and Laurie looked down and caught her breath at the bulge in this boys suit. Tyrone chuckled to himself as he carried the tray to the table. He saw a slight blush.

Tyrone jumped back in the pool, thinking damn I'd like to fuck that white bitch, I ain't had no pussy in 2 years, I's think she liked my black dick. Let's play with her awhile, see if she's hot for it.

Walking up to her Mom was Susan, whispering...... "Tyrone just got out of prison, I don't know what for, but look at all those tattoos, and that bathing suit, gross, everybody is laughing." Laura's rational mind got angry that a boy would wear such a revealing suit in front of so many young children. Suddenly, Tyrone walked to the shallow end and Laura saw again the outline and almost the color of his huge dick, Laura had no idea men could be that large....."I know honey but lets be nice and help him have a good time"....she replied.

 

They enjoyed my tales of old towns and cities in England and Greece, small villages in Scotland and Ireland and my mom even found Morocco to be more than just a hellhole on the map; still, I don’t believe I quite persuaded them of the intoxication one experiences when one leaves a small, oppressive, ‘friendly’ town and heads out into the big wide world.

 

They also failed to understand how I could have returned to the States and heading for Chicago, enrolling in college there rather than somewhere closer to home. As far as they are concerned, we’re talking about another hellhole on the map.

 

They have been taking turns keeping their eyes on me for the past three days, after which I was finally able to make a phone call without their suspicious glances following me, as if I was just about to dash out of the house never to return.

 

I knew Janie’s mom had passed away about a year after I left, and occasional letters that I received from my friends in Europe have told me that things in everybody’s lives were changing very rapidly. A few months away from home I began feeling like I couldn’t catch up anymore, things have been different for all of us. I never called any of my friends in four years, occasionally mailing a postcard, just so that they would know I was still thinking of them. I don’t believe they knew quite how often they all crossed my mind.

 

On the third day after I returned home, I finally gathered enough courage to call Janie, somewhat surprised, but pleased that the phone number had not changed. My mom told me that after her mother’s death, Janie and her father have finally moved to a new house, which had been a plan when we were still in high school.

 

“Hey!” was all I said and Janie screamed in delight. It felt good to be remembered so well.

 

She was so happy I called. What? I was at home? Oh my god, now she was really happy! She doesn’t have time to talk; she is on her way out the door as we speak. She is sitting for an exam, a really hard one, so she shouldn’t be late. Yeah, college is a drag, but it’s not all that bad really. She should be back in the afternoon. I absolutely have to come and we’ll go out and find other girls. But she’ll be back at four and do I know where she lives now? Yeah, I should come by exactly at four and we’ll hang out. And by the way, she’s pissed at me for not keeping in touch, but she’s very happy I called!

 

The avalanche of words seized as I hung up, memories of the past slowly creeping into my head. We had some good times together. I was glad I was about to see her again.

 

I made a few more calls to my old friends, but just like Janie, most of them were at colleges or their summer jobs and I didn’t get to talk to anyone else. The time seemed to slow down that day and I found myself antsy with anticipation of meeting my best friend again.

 

She showed me around her new home, which is absolutely amazing. Her dad, an architect, has decorated the entire place himself and the effect is astonishing. Unbelievable colors on the walls, furniture of unconventional shapes and sizes, abstract paintings, bowls of fruit, flowers and plants everywhere – her home looks like something out of a magazine. I have to admit I felt a bit envious at one point. Then, I remembered which town this beautiful home is in and my envy evaporated. No matter how stunning the house, I wouldn’t want to live here again.

 

As I sat in Janie’s bedroom, watching TV while she was taking a shower I was startled by a sudden appearance of her dad in the door. I didn’t hear him enter the house; his steps drowned by the running water in the attached bathroom and the TV sounds.

 

“Hello!” I said and he smiled. Still the same Mr. Davey I remembered. No grayness to be seen in his dirty blond hair, tall and sporty, his eyes full of mischief. When we were kids, Janie’s dad was the most fun of all our parents. He was always late bringing everybody home after soccer practices, having taken us to the local ice-cream parlor. He always cheered the loudest at our games, laughed the hardest at our jokes and tales of childish escapades.   He dressed the coolest and listened to the same music as we did, never minding the loud volume, which would have made any other parent delicately point out that the neighbors will complain and would we please turn it down. Still the same, handsome Janie’s dad. I have always suspected most of her friends, including myself, have had a secret crush on him. Of course, we couldn’t discuss something like that in her presence. Danielle and I have had a few heart-to-heart talks, though.

 

“Well, I’ll be damned.” He said and walked into the bedroom. “Nikkie?”

 

“Yes,” I smiled and he approached me, offering his hand in greeting.

 

“When did you come back?” he asked and sat down on the bed next to me, very predictably smelling of the most intoxicating cologne a man could find.

 

We chatted for a while and I found myself staring into his eyes, trying to see him as Janie’s dad, a guy who used to make sure I only got chocolate ice cream, no sprinkles or nuts, exactly as I liked it.

 

“You look good, Nikkie.” He said and my thoughts of him being my friend’s dad went out the window.

 

“You do, too, Mr. Davey.” I said and returned a top to bottom stare that he had just given me, nodding my head. I couldn’t believe I just did a little flirt.

 

“Oh, please. Sean, just call me Sean.”

 

The water in the bathroom stopped running and we could hear banging of the shower door as Janie was coming out to dry herself off.

 

“I’m in here, Janie!” yelled Sean towards the bathroom. “So, come out decent.”

 

Just before Janie re-entered the room, her dad got up and walked to the desk beneath the window, leaning against it, smiling at his daughter as she came into view. He asked her about her exam and she told him that we were just about to go out and meet with other girls. He insisted that he would fix us a quick dinner first; he was starving and did not want to eat alone.

 

I felt sorry for him. Janie’s parents always seemed to get along so well, his wife’s death must have been devastating. I didn’t remember Janie mentioning him having a girlfriend, but then, we didn’t get that far yet.

 

Janie rolled her eyes and with an air of great drama agreed.

 

“And while you’re drying your hair and getting ready, Nikkie here will come with me and help me, won’t you Nik?”

 

My heart skipped a beat and I looked at Janie. “Yeah, you might as well. He’s always making me help.” Said Janie with a pretence annoyance. “You better be careful to cube and dice all vegetables the same size, or you’ll be in trouble. You know how those architects can get.” She giggled and her dad waved her finger at her.

 

When I entered the kitchen, I found myself in every woman’s heaven . Everything in it was ocean blue. The walls, cabinets and the wooden floor were all the same shade of blue. Even the refrigerator was painted blue. Pans were hanging off the huge rack above the island in the middle of the kitchen, with its sides covered in tiles of various blues.

 

“Wow!” was all I could say. “You sure know your business, Mr. Davey.”

 

“Sean, call me Sean.” He nodded towards the pantry. “Get some veggies, would you, please?”

 

As I was cutting up carrots and lettuce, I plunged into deep thought and for a moment forgot where I was. Then I looked up and found Sean staring at me intently, his hands frozen in midair as he was reaching for one of the pans.

 

We stared at each other and I could not look away. I felt heat slowly rising in my face. Did I just catch Janie’s dad checking me out? Did he catch me checking him out a little while ago when he was bending over the chair to pick up a knife that he accidentally dropped? His body was certainly worthy of a second look.

 

The sound of Janie’s footsteps brought us back from a moment that shouldn’t have happened and she joined us, happily chatting without noticing that anything out of the ordinary occurred. I stole a few glances towards Sean and more than once I found him looking back at me.

 

I was flattered, but I also felt mortified. What was I doing? I had been away for so long and the first thing I do when I come home is flirt with my friend’s father.

 

Dinner passed in relaxed conversation, with Sean asking me about Europe and Chicago and Janie about her exams. Janie filled me in on what has been happening to our friends, of course, only things that were appropriate to mention in front of her dad. I was certain the really dirty stuff will come out in the car or later on in the club that we were going hit.

 

After dinner, Sean was having a glass of wine with Janie and me dutifully sipping on soda. He half slumped in the chair as if to get more comfortable, and while stretching his legs foot touched mine. I felt like I had just been electrocuted. I jumped in my seat and quickly apologized for what was not even my fault. “Sorry, my feet are all over the place.”

 

I looked at Sean and found him staring squarely at me, almost oblivious that his daughter was sharing the table with us. The touch was obviously no accident. I turned towards Janie and with great relief realized that she had been looking around for something on the counter, unaware of yet another intimate moment between her father and I. “Don’t be a stranger, Nikkie.” Said Sean as we were leaving and I smiled shyly.

 

We spent the night in the club, drinking heavily like we weren’t allowed to do in Janie’s house, gossiping and just having good time. My thoughts, however, kept returning to Sean, to his intense stares, to his touch and I felt flabbergasted by my reaction to it all. I decided I wouldn’t go to Janie’s house again. I only had another week at home, staying away from there wouldn’t be that hard.

 

Janie worked the following afternoon, trying to save money for the holiday, which was coming up in a couple of weeks.

 

That day I went to the local library to pick up some books for my mom and on my way back had taken a detour, finding myself in front of Janie’s house, noticing that her dad’s car was in the driveway. I paused by the row of neat, low bushes, uncertain if I had enough courage walk up and ring a bell.

 

My dilemma was solved when the front door opened and Sean stood there, waving at me. He was saying something that I couldn’t understand. With the legs as heavy as led, I walked up the path towards the house.

 

“Hello, Nikkie!” he smiled. He seemed to appear more handsome every time I saw him.

 

“Hi.” Was all I could say, I was afraid my voice would tremble if I attempted to say anything more.

 

“Janie is not here.” He said and I simply nodded. The moment of awkward silence settled between us, and without another word he stepped inside the house, holding the door open for me to follow. I did.

 

We walked into the kitchen and he reached into the funky blue fridge, bringing out a bottle of white wine. “Share some?” he asked and I nodded, still unable to speak. “Grab a couple of glasses.” He pointed towards the glass cabinet next to me and walked out. I did as he said and followed quickly. I wasn’t sure where he’d go and I didn’t want to play hide and seek.

 

I found him waiting in the hall and he nodded towards the archway opening with no door, which lead to a spartanly decorated white room, almost every piece of furniture covered with drawings and blueprints, obviously his own work.

 

“My study.” he said. “I like to take a break in the afternoon and have a glass of wine or go for a walk. It clears my head enough to be able to keep going until Janie comes home.”

 

I felt sorry for him. His life obviously completely evolves around his daughter and from what she told me, she was leaving home in a year to try her own luck in the world. What will he do without her?

 

Sean removed a few huge sheets of see-through paper from the desk and motioned for me to put the glasses down, handing me a bottle. While I was pouring, ever so careful not to spill anything on the desk or any of his drawings, he also cleared the papers and books off a kidney shaped couch with no backrest.   

 

I turned around to hand him wine and found him sitting on the couch as if in a saddle, one leg on each side. He accepted the offered glass and patted the seat in front of him. “Come, join me.”

 

With wobbly knees and barely enough strength to take two steps, I did. We sat there for a few minutes in complete silence, sipping the wine and savoring its sweet taste.

 

I would not want to be as presumptuous as to claim I knew for certain what was in his mind but I could pretty much tell that his thoughts were the same as mine. He was so handsome, so kind and he showed a genuine interest in me, I wanted to do more than just sit around and drink. I believed he was struggling with the same.

 

“Why are you here?” he broke the silence, startling me. I shrugged my shoulders as if I had no answer to that, avoiding his eyes, suddenly frightened that I might have figured this whole situation completely wrong. To make a fool of oneself in front of a stranger is one thing, to do so in front of my friend’s dad, that was a whole different ballgame.

 

“You don’t know?” he asked and I finally gathered the courage to look into his eyes. He held the glass of wine between his legs, slowly tipping it from side to side, his gaze sternly holding mine.

 

I leaned towards him, offering my face, my lips almost touching his. I paused like that, my eyes half closed, still able to see that his eyes did not close. He sat motionless and I feared this was the moment of foolishness that I was freaking over before.

 

Then, I felt his breath on my lips, rapid and shallow, telling me that it was not foolishness that made him freeze, but the uncertainty. I finally pressed my lips against his and they were the softest I have ever felt. Seconds passed with us sitting on the couch, leaning towards each other, only our lips touching. Then, his hand found my face, reaching farther up to my hair, his soft kiss becoming more passionate. His lips parted, his tongue found his way between mine, brushing against my tongue and my teeth.

 

His chest raised heavily as if he had just ran a mile, making me moan and join in his labored breathing.

 

As much as I want to remember every second that I have shared with Sean, there seem to be moments, even minutes that are completely blanked out of my mind. I don’t remember having the glass of wine taken away from me. I don’t recall his fingers, or maybe my own unbuttoning my shirt, but I do remember him slowly pulling it off my shoulders and cupping my breasts through the bra, gently squeezing them.

 

I wished for something softer than the otherwise comfortable couch we were sitting on and as if reading my mind, he got up, took my hand and led me through the house, up the stairs and into his bedroom, which I later on realized was another victorious triumph of architecture. At the moment of my entrance, though, all I could think about was Sean, blind to the beauty around me.

 

He sat on the bed and pulled me to him, nestling me between his legs. My bra, jeans, panties and running shoes were off in no time; I can’t remember the sequence of it exactly.

 

Sean’s hands were running up and down all over my body. Across my belly, gently squeezing my butt cheeks, down the thighs and tickle behind the knees, up over the hips, landing on my breasts, squeezing them as gently as the butt, farther up to my neck, encircling it as if in a strangle hold, pulling me towards him, sucking his lips onto mine.

 

Sure I had my fair share of sex over the past four years since I lost my virginity, but never did I feel so uninhibited, free and unembarrassed. I stood in front of a man, stark naked, not worrying about how   I looked. He made me feel like I was the most beautiful woman in the world at that moment and the worshipful looks that he was giving me were making me feel very hot.

 

I tried to slip past him and lay on the bed, but he stopped me. “Not yet.” He whispered, holding onto my hips, preventing me from moving. I could see a bulge in his pants and wished to unzip them and reach inside, but yet again, he brushed me off.

 

“Put your leg here.” He patted a spot next to where he sat on the bed and I did as he told me. I held onto his shoulders for balance, afraid that my legs would not hold me up for much longer.

 

I stood in front of him, naked and spread wide open, one leg between his legs, the other one with sole flat on the bed, his hands running up and down my thighs, making me shiver and twitch, seemingly without control. I could barely catch my breath when he pushed his face between my legs and his tongue touched my clitty. Just a soft brush first, sending a wave of pleasure from the sensitive spot throughout my body; I could feel the tingles in my arms and face, my feet and everywhere else.

 

He sucked onto my clitty, one hand reaching over my belly and pinching my nipple, the other wrapping over my butt, holding me still and at the same time supporting my weight, as I thought I was ready to fall down at any given moment.

 

He kept sucking and licking between my legs, my hands on his shoulders, playing with a string of too long blond hair, at one point pulling it too hard. He jumped and hissed. “Hey, easy now!” I giggled and he grinned back at me, returning his full attention to my clitty.

 

I have always needed a lot of attention of tongue and fingers from a man before I could cum, but with Sean, it took me bare two minutes and I grabbed onto his hair, this time without any protests, gasping for breath while I felt a wave after wave of pleasure surge through my body, Sean sucking as if his life depended on it, giving me more pleasure than I had ever had before.

 

As I came to my senses, I saw him looking into my eyes intently. He had managed to unzip his pants without me noticing and was now pulling them down awkwardly with one hand, the other one still caressing my body.

 

I have not had many orgasms this strong before, even the ones that I had evoked myself. I knew that I could have another one really soon, but I had to act fast. Taking a step back, I helped him with his pants, pulling them down together with his boxer shorts, not bothering with the t-shirt.

 

The size of his dick surprised me. It was bigger than anything I have ever seen in real life, much less felt inside me. Big and hard, he was obviously just as ready as I was.

 

“I can’t wait.” I whispered and pushed him away from me, making him lie down, his legs still dangling over the edge of the bed.   I wanted to take him into my mouth, instead I sat on top of him and carefully positioned his dick on my pussy, again noticing that his eyes have never left mine. I slid down slowly, pushing the entire length of his throbbing dick inside, taking a long breath, finally exhaling when I felt my body pressed against his pelvis.

 

I didn’t tell him what I wanted, but again it seemed as if he was reading my mind and knew exactly what I needed. He grabbed onto my shoulders and started fucking me hard, much harder than I had ever been fucked, and within a few thrusts I could feel the tingle in my pussy spreading to my belly and then throughout my body.

 

Somewhere at the back of my mind I had been aware that Janie might return home at any given moment, but I brushed those thoughts aside, surrendering my body to the pleasure completely, groaning in response to his movements and digging my nails into his forearms.

 

I cummed hard again, little spots dancing in front of my eyes, well aware that my face must have been an ugly mask of pleasure. I didn’t care what he thought. I trusted him enough to know that this would only make him feel even more aroused.

 

When I stopped shivering and his movements stopped he sat up, embracing me and flipping us both upside down so that he was on top.

 

“We fucked,” he said and I ran my hand over his handsome face. “Now, I want to make love.”

 

And that was exactly what we did. He was kissing my face, eyes, and my hair, slipping his tongue into my ear, making me shiver, inside my mouth, caressing my tongue and brushing against my teeth. His hands were running up and down my body constantly, never pausing for more than a moment, and then only to squeeze my breast, lift my butt towards him, push my legs further apart, never seizing to move his pelvis, gently pumping in and out of me, giving me a sense of belonging. He made me feel like I hve never felt before.

 

All of a sudden he pulled out of me and slid down my body, sucking onto my clitty again, his fingers deep inside my pussy, pressing against that delicate spot so many men are inclined to miss. I cummed again and all I wanted now was to do the same for him, take him in my mouth, squeeze his balls and watch him shiver in the same pleasure he had given me three times in a row.

 

He wouldn’t let me, though. He motioned to me to turn over and as I did, supporting myself on the knees, I only just noticed that the entire headboard was one huge mirror. He looked at me and smiled. “You’re so hot, Nik,” he whispered. “I knew you would be.”

 

I smiled back, my face cringing in pleasure as I felt him enter me from behind. “I’ve been thinking about this all day yesterday.” He said surprising me, even though I had suspected that was the case.

 

“I want you to cum with me, honey.” He said and I felt an instant cool off. I remembered how many times I have heard him call Janie his honey. Surely, this couldn’t be one of those projectory things; I looked at him in alarm.

 

“What?” he asked, noticing my confusion. I wanted to tell him why I freaked, but decided against it. This was too good to spoil and if I mentioned Janie, I chanced an abrupt ending. I knew he wasn’t a pervert, it was a slip of a tongue. He was just being nice.

 

“Nothing.” I said and pushed back against him. “I thought about you, too, Sean.”

 

He grabbed onto my shoulders again and the lovemaking from a minute ago was over. He fucked me hard and long, one arm on my shoulder, the other one wrapped around my hip, fingers drumming against my clitty, rubbing it, pulling onto it, making it feel like it was connected to a power surge of some sort.

 

“I want you to cum with me, Nik.” He whispered. “Tell me when…” I nodded. “I’ll wait, I want us to cum together.” he said and seeing his body blasting against mine had made me ready to cum right then.

 

I closed my eyes, concentrating on his movements, feeling each press against my clitty, trying to remember it forever. As I looked in the mirror again, I noticed that both of our faces were flushed deep red, veins standing out on our necks and foreheads. We were both ready.

 

“I’m cumming…” I whispered and he sped up, ramming against me so hard, I thought he would send me straight through the mirror. I saw him holding his breath, his face cringing, he tried to hold my gaze, but his eyes eventually closed and as I felt his dick throbbing deep inside of me, I exploded in the same pleasure that he was obviously feeling at that moment.

 

His dick was buried all the way inside of me, his torso slumped on my back, his strong arms hugging me so tight, I almost lost my breath. I could feel his hot sperm shooting in me, and his groans turned into loud gasps, making me join him and express my pleasure audibly.

 

My arms couldn’t support both of us any longer and I fell onto the bed, Sean following, still holding me tight, as if afraid I was going to run away.   As our bodies calmed and our breathing slowed down, I came to my senses, wondering what to do or say next.

 

“Oh, Nikkie,” whispered Sean, pulling me back into the sensual mood. I was grateful he did not simply jump off the bed and pull his clothes on, I would not be able to face him then.

 

“Let’s take a shower.” He offered and I wanted to accept, but now, the passion satisfied I started thinking of Janie.

 

“No, I have to go. I really do.” I said apologetically, squirming from under him.

 

“I know.” He said and smiled. He leaned over and kissed me hard, his hand finding my breast. I couldn’t go through this again, there might not have been enough time. I wanted to stay, cuddle with him in bed all evening, take a shower and make another dinner. But I knew better than that. I was certain he did, too.

 

With a heavy heart I got off the bed and dressed myself, not caring that his sperm was oozing out of me, probably creating a stain on my jeans. The shirt would cover any traces of our lovemaking.

 

I left Sean still in bed, having refused his offer to drive me home or at least walk me to the door. I ran out with a guilty feeling because of Janie, yet exhilarated over what just happened.

 

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I finished the diary entry and felt my heart beating as heavily as it did on the day when I left Sean’s house. I never saw him again, to my great disappointment, knowing it was better that way.

 

A few years later, my mom told me Sean had married someone I didn’t know. Apparently, she was a beauty and a true bitch. They didn’t last long.

 

To this day, I sometimes wonder what it would be like if I had stayed. Would we be able to overlook the fact that his daughter was my friend? Probably not. Would the small town forgive us? Definitely not. Most importantly, and I shiver to think about that question, is whether he would want to be with me again. I know I would have wanted it.

 

I suppose things turned out for the best. He is one of the very few guys that I think about sometimes, when alone in bed or bathtub, my hand reaches between my legs, I close my eyes and try to bring myself to the same level of pleasure that I felt the day when I made love to Janie’s dad.

 

I flipped through more pages, noting that the rest of the entries were much shorter than the first two I have read. I suppose they were more of a true diary scribbles, less of an attempt to mark down every single word, movement, smell and feeling.

 

I kept reading.

Val took me to the lounge room and told me to get comfortable. I asked her when she was meeting her friends and she told me tomorrow night but now she wanted to give me another lesson in love. Val flicked the TV remote and soon a porn movie was playing. It looked like it was in a swim wear shop as the girl behind the counter wore a t-shirt and a pair of bikini bottoms. Then a blonde women asked to try on an assortment of swimsuits.The sales girl showed her the dressing rooms and then went and locked the door. She told the blonde to take her time as the shop was now closed.

"So can you guess what happens next?" Val asked

"The two of them are going to do it."

"Good answer. Have you ever seen pictures of two women having sex?"

I just shook my head and continued to watch the screen. The blond had large tits and while trying on one top the sales girl has reached around and cupped the tits in each hand. The blonde closed her eyes and leant back against the brunette. Quick cut and there both naked the brunette giving the blondes nipples a good work over The blonde has her hand between her legs rubbing her pussy. The brunette has thrn dropped to her knees and now has her tongue working the clit of the blonde, she has her hands on the brunettes head pushing to the right spot. The blond puts her leg on a chair so the brunette takes advantage of the opening and slips one then a second finger into the blonde haired cunt.

I was getting turned on by the on screen activity and looking at Val, with her robe open, matching them move for move.  I decided to join in and I took my cock from my shorts and started to jerk off. The combination of moans from the TV and from Val were working me up and as it had been a few weeks since I had had sex  I stepped in front of Val and unloaded. She didn't realise what had hit her face at first but when the second splattered across her tits she grabbed my cock and stuffed it in her mouth and sucked like mad draining every last drop from my balls.

Still not satisfied Val reached into a bag beside the lounge and produced a monster dildo. Two feet long and close to three inches thick. It was pink skin tone and had a bulging head at each end. She also grabbed a tube of some cream from the bag and smeared it over one end. My eyes nearly popped from my head as Val slid the monster into her cunt. She had to twist and turn it but once the head slipped in she slowly fed it inch after inch. Val then slowly withdrew it a few inches and the pushed it in further.

With nearly half of it in her pussy Val pumped away with the plastic penis ramming it repeatedly into her hole, each thrust greeted with ever loudening screams as it appeared she was trying to thrust the entire length in her pussy. Sweat had broken out across Vals body as she continued. One hand had the dildo and the other was furiously rubbing her clit. Then her body arched as her orgasm hit. Vals body went rigid and her eyes closed. Her mouth was open but no sound issued. Just as I was about to panic she took a deep breath as a second orgasm shook her body. Collapsing on the lounge Val lay for several minutes eyes closed and breathing deep as if she had just run a marathon.

"Wow, that was intense" were her first words when she finally calmed down. "See you could be replaced, but a dildo won't buy dinner." Val laughed loudly and removed the dildo from her cunt. From where I was sitting I could see how stretched her hole was.

"How about you call for pizza I don't think my legs will take my weight for a while."

"Why did you do that?"

"Just like in that movie only a women knows what a women wants during sex and somtimes you just have to do it yourself." she grinned and flopped back on the lounge.

The pizza arrived and Val and I ate while we talked on a variety of subjects. She seemed to be trying to find out how much general knowledge and trivia I knew. In the end she explained that if  I'm to meet different people I would need to be able to carry on a conversation on just about any subject. This makes the client feel that the sex is more personal and not just business.

Finishing, we closed up and turned off the lights but surprisingly we went to the guest room and not the main bedroom.

"Richard might get suspicious if the main bed appears slept in so I'll sleep with you in the guest room."

We lay in the dark together kissing but no sex. Finally Val nodded off and as I lay spooned into her back I realised that even with all the sex over the past few months this was the first time I'd slept with a women.

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I woke up next morning to the sound of a shower running and joined Val for a quick wash and cuddle. She told me were going shopping and to save myself for later. I dressed quickly in a casual shirt, jeans and runners. Val just shook her head as I climbed into the passenger seat of her BMW.

"You need a suit and must dress business like when you meet these people." she told me.

We drove to a very trendy part of town and after a few hours shopping I had two suits, assorted shirts and three pairs of shoes. Then we had lunch at a very nice retaurant and Val pointed out various things people were doing during their meals. She emphasied how they dressed and how they ate telling me not to rush the meal and to pay attention to your partner. My head was swimming with all these new facts about having a meal and meeting people.

After lunch it was Vals turn to shop and I felt very awkward as I stood in the lingerie store while Val tried a few things on, often walking from the dressing room to the shop floor to ask my opinion on how things looked. The shop assistants could see my embarrasment and kept bringing Val more things to try. Eventually she purchased two bras and matching panties. Then it was dresses and blouses. It seemed never ending. At last we headed for home but when we were finally there the lessons continued. What tie with what colour shirt, shirts with suits, suites with shoes.

It was almost 5:00PM when I collapsed on the bed wondering if I could handle all this. Val had the shower first and was dressing while I washed up. I wore a cream suit with a deep blue shirt and gold and blue striped tie. Val looked stunning in a flowing black dress that hugged the curves but flowed around her legs as she walked. We climbed back into the BMW and headed for our dinner engagement.

The restaurant was in a fashionable hotel building. Exclusive shops and business on the first three levels, then levels 4 to 12 were 1 or 2 bedroom apartments. Level 13 was maintenance and the 10 floors above that were for hotel guests. Val had given me a run down in the car as well as more discussion on holding conversations with our dinner guests.

"Don't say something like, nice dress, unless you have reasons to back it up."

This was the type of thing that she kept prompting me to do, I could hardly wait for dinner to be over.

Val gave a name to the maitre d' and he wisked us to a table. Two women were already seated, to the left was Beverly from our estate and to the right was  a young blond women who Val introduced as Tracey. Bev and Val started talking together so I asked Tracey about herself. She was twenty five, about five foot five,  her blonde hair was pulled back from her face. She also told me she worked for a large public relations firm. She was wearing a grey pants suit and white blouse. She had opened a few buttons to reveal a nice cleavage. I gave her my story as recited by Val in the car. I was 20 !!, I managed a landscape and equipment buisness, this way I could talk about yards and mowers and sound knowledgeable.

We ordered our meals and continued the idle chit chat. Tracey was telling how it was hard to socialize with her business collegues as everyone was trying to out do each other for the best contracts and would stop at nothing to move up the corporate ladder. I felt kinda sorry for her. Val had been kicking me under the table whenever the conversation lagged so I told Tracey that my work trouble was housewives flirting with me and delaying jobs to keep me around. Val and Bev stared at me but Tracey laughed and made the comment that grass wasn't all I laid.

As soon as we had finished eating Val called for the check. When the bill arrived Val grabbed Bev by the arm and announced they were off saying they had to be seen at a few places in case Richard checked up. She also told us to order more drinks if we wanted as she would tell the waiter to add it to her account. Tracey and I sat for a while then she looked at her watch and saaid we should go. Some how I felt like I was missing the point of the evening so far.

I followed Tracey to the residential level elevators and she produced a swipe card that she passed through a reader. This opened the elevator doors for us. We went in and again she swiped the card and selected level nine. I commented about the cost of living here and she told me it was really the only thing she had spent her money on since she started work. She then asked where I lived and for a moment I paniced as I couldn't say I lived with my mom. Then I told her I lived at Summer Land estate, and she nodded as if saying nice address, and that the house was fully paid for. Her reply was about having to lay a lot of grass to afford to live there.

Again at her apartment door she swiped the card to let us in. She told me about the security and that you could leave to the ground floor without a card but if you wanted to go to another floor in the complex you had to take your card. She gave me a pointed tour of her apartment, from the main room the kitchen and dining rooms were to the right and the bedrooms and bathroom were to the left. She asked me did I want a drink and when I said just juice she pointed to the fridge and told me to get comfortable. I took off my jacket and tie as I went to the fridge and when I turned to ask if she wanted anything she was gone. I called out and her voice came from the bedroom side of the apartment.

I put some ice in a highball glass and filled it with bottled water for her. I poured myself some juice and took both glasses to her bedroom. Her jacket, blouse and pants were just inside the door as if she had undressed as she walked to the bed. The only light was from a bedside lamp so I walked to that side of the bed and sat handing her her water. She had the bed sheet pulled up to her chin but I could see the pale blue bra strap dissappearing under her blonde hair that she had pulled out. It framed her face making it look small and cute.

The light finally went on in my brain as to what was happening. I had been set up by Val to "entertain" this business women but it was too late to back out now. As I kicked off my shoes and began to unbutton my shirt Tracey lowered the sheet to reveal her breasts enclosed in her pale blue bra. The bra pushed her tits up and together making them look fuller. When I stood to remove my trousers Tracey threw back the sheet to expose the rest of her body to me. The panties and bra set were exactly the same as the two sets Val had purchased this afternoon. I asked Tracey to stand and model the lingerie for me as I sat back and removed my socks and trousers leaving me in just a pair of satin boxer shorts.

As she slowly turned showing me her lean, firm body encased in powder blue lingerie I committed the number one crime according to Val, I told Tracey the underwear looked nice. She continued to turn and said "just nice". Thinking quickly I grasped her arse and squeezed telling her how fine her butt was in these panties. I then traced the edge of the panties to the waistband telling her how these high cut briefs made her legs look longer. She turned to face me and smiled then turning off the light she lay beside me on the bed.

Tracey had her back to me and I started kissing her neck and nibbling her ears. Meanwhile I caressed her from shoulder to hip running my hand across her exposed flesh. I brought my hand up to feel her breast and my hand gently ran across her hardening nipple. As this was the same bra as Val had purchased this afternoon I knew it clipped in the front and with a flick of my wrist I had opened the bra to reveal a set of smallish tits. I continued to kiss her neck and back and by now my cock was getting fully extended. I slipped it from the front of my shorts and slid it between her legs slowly humping it against her arse.

My hand wandered low and was now massaging her pussy through the flimsy material of the panties. Her breathing skipped a beat as I slid a finger under the leg elastic and ran it along her slit. Tracey was moaning softly as I continued to dry hump her butt while fiddling with her clit. My finger now slick with her juices found her love hole and with little pressure slipped in. Her body arched as I pushed my finger into her before running it up to her clit which I rapidly flicked before returning to her cunt.

I continued this treatment for several minutes adding a second finger to the mix. Tracey was pushing her arse back to meet each thrust of my cock. My fingers continued exciting her clit and I gently pushed one greasy finger up her butt hole. Tracey nearly leaped from the bed but I gripped her tight with my other arm. Finally after nearly 15 minutes of this attention Tracey turned her face to me and asked to be fucked now.

I rolled onto my back and attempted to move my arm which had become stuck under Traceys body. She must have thought I wasn't going to do anything so she rolled on top of me kneeling over my erect cock. With one hand she gripped my cock and with the other pushed the panties to one side. She squatted two or three times till she had everything lined up and then sank my cock into her steamy pussy. I slid all the way in and Tracy yelled to wake the dead. She began to ride my cock, first up and down and, then backwards and forwards as she ground her clit against my pubic hair She leant over me and I grasped both tits in my hands bringing both nipples together before feeding them to my waiting mouth.

I sucked and bit her nipples and breasts while she continued to pound my cock. We were both bouncing the bed and at last as I struggled with the sensory overload from my cock I felt the first spurt of cum leave my cock. Tracey was yelling for more and I raised my hips to meet her downward motion our bodies slapping together with a meaty sound. I felt more spurts of cum eject from my cock as Tracey furiously rubber her clit. Then her body spasmed as her orgasm hit. She threw her head about wildly and yelled out again and again. While my cock was still hard I continued to push it into her.

At last, spent, Tracey rolled off and flopped face down on the bed. I reached for the juice and was surprised to see from the bed side clock the we had been at it for nearly an hour. I rolled off the bed and went to the bathroom to wash my face. I could feel the heat washing away and my breathing was deep and ragged. I grabbed a towel to wipe off the sweat then when I went back to the bed I was shocked to find that Tracy was asleep. What was I to do now I thought,  should I stay or should I go. I lay beside Tracey for about ten minutes hoping she would wake. Finally I dressed, pulled the covers over her, turned off all the lights and left.

I decided to head to where Val had parked the car but as I crossed the hotel foyer I heard Val calling from a cafe near the door.

"So did everything go well" she asked.

"You could have told me it was a set up job. I thought Tracey was the friend you were meeting."

"I had to make sure you acted naturally and anyway I bet you enjoyed the sex." she laughed as she spoke.

  

    

Being playful while they readied their canoe, anticipating an exciting but relaxing day, as he walked behind her he gave her ass a playful goose. She couldn’t wait to get to their secluded beach so she could rip off her bathing suit and be free to explore all the parts of her lover’s body in the clear cool river water and then lay on the beach in the summer sun.

They motored their small canoe around the river bend to see that their beach was as they remember it and waiting for them. After docking the canoe up and setting up their spot on the river. She sat down to have an ice cold drink, as he walked over to her she notices the bulging in the netting like she was day dreaming about earlier. He caught a glimpse of her pussy when she was adjusting her suit with her two fingers that just happen to be rubbing on her clit, exposing her pink pussy. She slid the materials of his suit to see his cock growing inside the cage netting. she started petting his now very enlarged cock, to see his dick becoming enraged to get out of this cage to be free to enter her awaiting mouth. She bites at the netting and licks up the pre cum,

the powerful cock busts thru the lining of his swim shorts to find her hot lips and long tongue ready for him to thrush his pulsing cock into. She sucks it all over and then starts working into the back of her throat with long smooth strokes of her mouth. She stops and look at him she says fuck my mouth, as he begin to move his hips slowly at first, she joyfully tells him harder, fuck my mouth harder, now he starts slamming all of his 7 inches into to her throat and his balls are in her hands as she helps him reach his climax. When his balls are ready to exploded she removes he from her mouth and watches as he unload all of his man juices all over her swim suit, dripping down she gathers some and wets her nipples and licks her fingers!

 

 

 

 

 

 

  We arrived at the club a in about 15 minutes we walked in and sat down pretty close to the stage, one thing about my girlfriend she is not bi(yet) but she is very bi curious she loves to look at other girls and really loves to look at other girls boobs, my girlfriend as very nice boobs herself about a 34-D.  There was about 8-10 different strippers with about 4 of them really attractive. The strippers loved us that night because we were the only ones tipping. After a few dances me and my girlfriend sat right next to the stage and since we were the only ones tipping they gave us extra attention. They were putting there asses right in our faces and shaking there boobs in your faces which my girlfriend loved and of course so did I. It was really turning me on I could fell my cock getting harder, I had my arm around my girlfriend and she had her hand on my leg right next to my hardening cock. One stripper really caught my girlfriends eye she told me that she thought she was really hot, when that stripper was dancing my girlfriend wispered in my ear "you are so getting you dick sucked tonight". A few minutes later I got my girlfriend a lap dance from that stripper she liked, the stripper took us both into a different room I sat right next to my girlfriend as the stripper danced with her. It was so hot, she was grabbing my girlfriends tits and putting her tits in my girlfreinds face then sticking her ass in her face all the will me right beside her just watching and getting a huge hard on. When the dance was over I paid the stripper for the great dance and we left.

  We got to my truck(I have a SUV) that was parked on the street that was pretty lonely. I opened the door for her then walked around and got in the drivers seat. We immediatly started kissing, I reach over and starting touching her tits over her shirt and she reach down to grab my cock over my pants. She was jerking it over my pants for about two minutes while we were both still kissing she then undid my belt, unzipped my pants and grabbed my now very hard cock. She stroked it for a while and then stopped kissing me and leaned foward and put my cock in her mouth. She first sucked on just the head then started going up and down, it felt amazing getting a blow job right there in my truck on the street. She was sucking my cock for about 5 minutes when i looked across the street and saw a women in a window looking out toward my truck and talking on the telephone. I was not sure if she could see inside my truck because the street was very dark I told my girlfriend about the woman that might be looking at us and she stopping going down on me long enough to say "I dont care". She sucked my cock till i was on the verge of comming when she stopped and said lets go to the back seat. So we went to the back seat where I lifted up her shirt and she removed her bra to reveal her amazing size D tits, I started kissing her again while i played with her tits, I began sqeezing her nipples and she started to moan, I then removed my hand from her tit and reach down between her legs and started rubbing down there over her jeans. I then undid her jeans and reach in to touch her now very wet slit, I rubbed her clit while sucking on her tits she was now moaning more heavily. I stuck a finger in her wet hole and began finger fucking her. I was only at this for a short time when she pushed my back and told me that she wanted me to go down on her. I helped her remove her jeans and panties then she sat back, I went down to her very wet pussy and started running my tounge up and down your slit, she grabbed the top of my head and said "that feels so good". I started to suck on her clit and with my right hand inserted two fingers into her pussy and with my left hand played with her nipple. She was maoning loauder now and her body was shaking i was doing this for about ten minutes she told me she wanted me to fuck her. She sat up and reach for my cock and started jerking she then went down and starting sucking again until it was fully hard again. I then moved toward the center of the back seat and she sat on my legs with her tits right in my face. She then grabbed my cock moved faward and place the head into her pussy. She started moving up and down and i would do the same until you could hear are bodies slapping against one another. She was riding me all the time I was sucking on her tits and sqeezing her ass. I could feel myself almost at the point when she started going faster until I cummed then she collapsed foward onto me. We stated like that for a few minutes then she got off me we both got dressed and headed home.

8:30. A small, one slave-drawn cart is brought to me. The slave who is pulling it has dark hair and full lips. I walk over to her and attach some nipple clamps, then tighten them slightly. I take a custom-made butt plug from a drawer inside the cart, it has a long, black tail on the end. I lube it up and, without any warning, push it into her puckered ass-hole. From the side of the cart, I grab a whip, and step inside. "Gid-yup!", I call, and flick her with the whip.

8:45. I arrive in the dining room. It has a full view of the kitchen, so I'll be able to see the slave who is making me breakfast at work. I take a small vibrator and turn it on, then I insert it into my pony. I handcuff her hands together, and hang them on a hook above her. The slave will have to keep the vibrator in for the duration of my meal, if she doesn't, she will be punished.

8:50. I sit down at the dining room table, where my cook for today is standing by. She, unlike the others, is not fully naked. Instead, she has a barely-there apron. "Master?", she says,"What shall I serve for you today?"

"Well...how about pancakes.", I respond, then flick her on the ass with my whip.

Next to my setting is a control panel, I order a slave to be brought in, to orally serve me, specifying big breasts and a shaven pussy. I also order that she bring two things, a vibrator (extra-large), and some nipple clamps. I've decided to have a little fun with her.

9:00. My pancakes are brought to me, then the slave I ordered. She is lead in by the chain, carrying my tools. "Good morning, slut.", I say evenly,"Are you ready for some fun? You really are quite pretty."

At this, she kneels, I take her chin in my hand, and look into her eyes. I take the enormous vibrator, and turn it on to full power, inseting it into her tight pussy. I take the nipple clamps and, after making sure her nipples are hard, attach them. I make sure they're extra tight. The slave crawls under the table and begins to suck my throbbing hard-on, while I eat my pancakes.

10:00. When done with my pancakes, I pull the chain connecting the nipple clamps, and my sluts crawls out, her mouth dripping with cum, and a few gentle tears falling from her eyes. I remove my tools, and reattach her to the the ceiling network. "Good girl."

I walk over to my pony. Unfortunately for her, the vibrator has slipped out. "Next time I'll make sure to use one that straps on, but as for now, you will have to be punished. Do you understand?"

She nods. I unhook her hands, then release her from her halter. I take her leash and walk back into the dining room, where I sit down. She crawls behind me, as a proper slave should, then kneels before me. I take her up onto my knee, and begin spanking her. Thump, thump, thump, it's slow and steady, but this is just a warmup. I motion for her to get down, and she goes into a crawling position. I take out my whip. Whap, whap, whap, whap, whap. I stop, then lead her back to the cart. It's exercise time. 

10:30. I have steered her to the cages, where my slaves are kept. They are kept one to three to a cell, depending on behavior. I instruct the pony to park the cart in its spot, right outside the cages. I unhalter her, then lead her to right in front of a door. One by one, I lead the others behind her, until they form one straight line. There is no network outside, so I chain them together, nipple clips to handcuffs. I lead them all outside.

11:00. Once outside, I chain each one individually to a hook in the ground. I take the first one, and lead her to a cart, I attach her to the harness, apply the pony butt-plugh, then step inside. I whip her back, and she starts. She must go around a quarter-mile track once, quickly. Whenever she starts to falter, I will take the whip to her. When she finishes, I unharness her, and lead her to a treadmill, where I tie her up. I set the timer to one hour, and repeat the pattern. When all the girls are done with their exercise, I chain them all back together and head back inside.

12:00. I take a cart to lunch, where I am served a roast beef sandwich. I take the pony back to her cage. I step inside a different cage, the girls have all had time to shower and groom themselves, so they are no longer smelly. I have picked a cage with three girls, so I am sure to have a good time. I enter a password into a small computer screen on the wall, and, after securing the sluts, open the door again. I hook up two of the girls to a cart, and take the other one in with me. "It's your lucky day,"I say,"you get a special treat today!".

12:45. When I reach the bedroom of my choice, one with a large bed adorned with red velvet, I unharness the two ponies, and lead the other out. The ponies were allowed to trot standing up, but now I was to lead them when they crawled. I lead them inside, locked the door, and took off their leashes. I took the butt plugs out from the ponies, and the nipple clamps off all of them. I picked out one of the girls who had been serving as a pony, and motioned for her to follow me to the bed. "Lay spread eagle. Good. Now, you, slut.", I motioned to the slave who had sat in the cart with me,"What do you want to do?"

She seemed taken back, and replied,"Well, Master, I would like the brunette to eat my pussy, while the other one is licking my ass."

"Good choices. Come one you filthy sluts. Act like the whores you are and do what she said, sluts."

They went into position, and started licking her. I took out a video recorder from a cabinet, and began shooting them. I put it on a tripod, and pointed it at them, then began to whip the brunettes ass, making her lick even more feverishly. After a while of watching, I said to them,"Alright, slut. You've had your share of licking. Now let a man take you, whore."

She mearly nodded in return. The other girls moved to the sides, as I walked closer to her, then lay on top of her. I thrusted into her tight pussy. "Are you a slut?", I asked her.

"Yes....yes...I'm a slut!"

"Are you my filthy whore, who isn't worth the air she breathes?"

"Yes...yes..."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I'm your filthy whore....", she gasped," Who isn't worth the air she breathes, Master.."

I stopped, then ferociously beat her breasts, then her pussy, then her thighs, then her ass. I threw the other girls onto the bed, the began on them. After a while, I stopped, and just listened to them sob. "You, cunt. Suck me dry. And you... you lick my ass. And you. You, slut, you take a vibrator out of that cabinet, and hand it to me."

The slaves obeyed me, and the last handed me the vibrator. It was of average size, and I bayed her to lie down next to me. When she obeyed, I took the vibrator and turned it on, inserting it into her pussy. I used this to fuck her, while twisting her nipples. After a while, I fell into an exhausted sleep. I slept for a while, then awoke, much later.

4:00. I took the cart back, but this time with a different girl sitting with me. I put them back into their cage, then went to a fridge. Inside were many water bottles of cum, I took three, then went to a different cage. I found found three different sluts, then gave them the cum, which the eagerly drank up.

4:30. I watched television for a while, some slut sitting with me, getting the honor to watch with me.

6:00. Dinner. I take a cart to dinner, where I choose to have salmon and salad. I choose to have dinner and a show, and have two girls pole dance for me, then lick each others cunts.

7:00. One more girl, I fuck her slowly, savoring the moment. She cums multiple times, and after, when she's all sweaty, she blows me and licks me all over.

9:00. I read for a while, then watch late-night football. Whenever the other team does something good, I spank the slut that is with me.

10:00. Sleep, I must re-enegize for tomorrow.

She pulls me to the bedroom and pulls my shirt off. She then removes my pants while I take off her blouse to to reveal her dark C cup breast.  I then take off her pants and she pushes me down to the bed.  She then comes on the bed and she wants to give me a blow job but I push her over on her back.  "You have done enough over these last two months, to for me to pleasure you."  I get in between her legs to see a nicely shaved pussy except for a landing strip.  She also has very big pussy lips.  I start by licking then entire length of her pussy, which makes her moan out loud.  I then part her pussy lips with my fingers and stick my tongue in between them. I lick up and down between her lips and then I stick my tongue deep into her pussy.  I then make circles inside her with my tongue, I then start to dart my tongue in and out of her pussy while rubbing her clit between my fingers.

She cant take anymore so she yells at me to come up there and fuck the hell out of her.  I move up to her and I get on top of her.  I slowly stick my dick into her hot pussy.  Oh my god she is so tight, I don't even know if I will fit.  She helps my by pushing her hips down into me and the head of my dick slides into her.  Now that the head is in I push a little harder and the rest of my cock slides right into her and she moans loudly.  I start to rock my hips harder and faster moving my cock in and out faster.  She then rolls us both over so that she is on top.  When she gets on top, she takes total control and rides me like a madwoman.  My dick is slamming into her like the pistons of a car and when my balls hit her ass it sounds like a machine fun going off.  I lift my head of the bed to take one of her tits into my mouth and suck and bite it.  I can tell she likes that because of the groan she makes when I do it so I do it to the other one.  She fucks the hell out of me for about twenty minutes, when I feel her pussy clamp down on my cock. She then yells, " Oh shit I'm Cummmminggg so fucking haaaarrddd."  Which sends me into an orgasm myself.  I shoot loan after load of hot cum into her hot pussy. After our orgasm, she leans down to kiss me, our tongues playing with each other.  After the kiss she says to me, "I'm glad I found you again, I want to marry you so we never lose each other again."  She rolls off of me and puts her head on my chest and we spend the night in each others arms.

This is how I finally got the love of my life and she became my wife.  Thank god for that accident, My nurse became my lover then my wife.

Though it was not very fast, driving this little car took both hands; one to steer with the tiller and the other to operate the spring returned throttle. So, I looked at the excited kid’s sister and said, "You come too. You’ll need to hold Jr. down."

With a bright smile, she put the boy in the seat between us and climbed aboard. Melanie introduced herself, her son, Bobby, and thanked me for the ride. Though she looked to be about 14, as it turned out, Melanie was a 22-years-old mother. Her son, Bobby, was 5.

When they were safely seated, off we went. We drove around the neighborhood for twenty or thirty minutes. Bobby never stopped talking. He asked a million questions. Most of his questions were good ones. All of which, I answered as best I could to the satisfaction of a five-year-old boy. Melanie didn’t say much. She just sat there with a wide smile, staring at me, and intently listening to my every word.

If not for the fact that I was driving, I may have returned the favor and not taken my eyes off of Melanie. Even though she looked like a young girl, there was just something about her that piqued my interest.

Melanie was a petite young thing. At 22-years-old, she stood only 4’11" tall and weighed about 85 pounds. Little Mel, as I later came to call her, was as cute as they come. Her rounded, lightly freckled, face was surrounded by an abundance of well kept bright red hair. Bobby had the same hair. They also shared light green eyes. Her eyes were set over a button of a nose and full lips.

As the ride came to an end, I handed Melanie my card and asked, "May I call you some time?

Her smile quickly turned to a frown. She lowered her head, and, with a hint of sadness, said, "He’s not around much, but I’m married."

"That’s too bad." I replied. "If you need anything, or change your mind, give me a call. The number’s on the card." When I offered her my hand, she reached out and gently squeezed it. Melanie then turned and led Bobby into their house.

Bobby was a polite kid. Before going into his house, he turned at his door, waved, and yelled, "Thank you."

Several weeks passed, and I had let the memory of Melanie and her boy fade from my mind. Then, late one afternoon, out of the blue, the phone rang. It was Melanie, and she sounded upset.

With a voice just above a whisper, she asked, "Can Bobby and I meet you somewhere to talk?"

Remembering the cute girl and her little boy whom I had given a ride, I quickly agreed to meet with them. "Where would you like to meet?"

"Some place private and quite, please." With a bit of hesitation, she asked, "Can we, maybe, come to your place? Please." She softly asked.

"Well, sure, I suppose that’ll be OK. Is something wrong?" I asked.

"We just need to get out of here for a while. How do I get to your house?"

I gave her the directions to my home, and told her, "It should only take you about 20 minutes to get here."

She said, "OK" and hung up.

About 30 minutes later, Melanie and Bobby pulled into my drive. As I approached them, Melanie had her back to me. She was helping Bobby out of his car seat in the back of her car.

With a broad grin, I cheerfully said, "Hi guys. How ya doing?"

As she let Bobby climb out of the car, Melanie stood, turned, and said, "Not too well."

I was shocked! Her cute face looked terrible. She had a blackened left eye, her right cheek was bruised, her lower lip was badly swollen, and her eyes were red from crying.

"What the hell happened to you? Are you alright?"

She began crying and said, "I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t be here. I hardly know you, but I had no one else I could call. My family is back east and the few friends I have here can’t help."

I put my arm around her shoulders, and told her, "Come inside, tell me what happened, and I’ll do what I can to help." I then guided her into my living room, sat her on the couch, and brought her a cup of tea. I then got her an icepack for her bruised face.

As she sipped the tea, with tears flowing down her cheeks, Melanie went into a story of abuse at the hands of her husband, Rob. Bobby sat quietly beside his mother sipping the milk I had given him.

Melanie told me, "Rob drinks too much. He used to just cuss at me, but he’d do that sober. Lately, when he’d come home drunk, he’d hit me. Until today, he just slapped my face. Then, after slapping me around, he expected me to make love to him that night. Today, when he came home, drunk as usual, he started hitting me with his fist. Bobby started crying and yelled at Rob to stop hitting me. Rob then slapped Bobby and knocked him down. That’s when I knew we had to get out. You’re the only one I know around here that Rob doesn’t know. I hid your card the day you gave it to me, and he has no idea who or where you are."

"Damn, girl! No one should take that kind of crap. You and Bobby can stay here for a while, if you like. I have an extra room you can use. Or, I can help you get a room someplace. I have a friend who owns a motel. It’s not in the best area, but it’s cheap, and it’ll be safer than your place. But first, have you two had dinner?"

"No. We left as soon as Rob fell asleep." She replied.

"Then you two relax and let me fix you something." About 20 minutes later, I served them cheeseburgers and fries.

Shortly after dinner, I turned on some TV cartoons for Bobby while Melanie and I talked about her short and long-term options. She said she knew she could never go back to Rob.

Bobby was soon fast asleep on my living room floor.

"It looks like Bobby has decided to stay here. How about you?" I asked.

"I’d like to stay here a little while, if you don’t mind." She said.

"You can stay s long as you need to." I then gathered the sheets, blankets, and pillows to make them a place to sleep in my spare bedroom. There was no bed in the room, but with several blankets and a carpeted floor under them, Bobby and Melanie soon had a fairly comfortable ‘bed’ to sleep on.

Melanie carried Bobby to their room while I moved her car to the back yard. That way, it would not be seen from the street. Melanie didn’t want Rob, or any of his friends, spotting it. After moving her car, I brought their small suitcases with me when I went inside.

Melanie and I then sat on opposite ends of the couch, sipped tea, and talked for several hours. Her tears had dried, and she was beginning to relax. However, the stress of her day had taken its toll. She was exhausted. She apologized when she started yawning. She agreed when I suggested she take a hot shower and go to bed. We’d continue our talk in the morning.

As I cleaned the kitchen, Melanie disappeared into the bathroom. A short time later, she went to her room.

When Melanie left the bathroom, I took a quick shower and went to bed as well. I didn’t sleep well. In my mind’s eye, I kept seeing the cute girl, and her son, I had given a ride to. Then that picture would be quickly replaced by one of the bruised little gal that had shown up in my drive a few hours ago.

I heard Melanie get up several times that night. I guess she couldn’t sleep very well either. The stress she was under wouldn’t let her relax.

The next day, Mel went to the police and filed an assault complaint against Rob. Then she went to the courthouse and had a temporary restraining order placed on him. When she returned from court late that afternoon, she found I had made room for her car next to mine in the garage.

I ordered a pizza and popped a cartoon movie into the VCR for Bobby. Melanie and I shared part of a bottle of wine and chatted as we ate the pizza.

Bobby must have been starving. He ate nearly half the pizza. He sure was cute with his face covered in pizza sauce. The sauce made his face a match for his red hair. Bobby giggled when I teased him about his wearing more pizza than he ate.

After Melanie gave him a bath, Bobby settled in to finish watching his movie. Like the previous night, he dozed off on the living room floor. Mel carried him to bed.

After talking for an hour, or so, Mel and I were getting tired as well. She took her shower and joined Bobby. Then I took a shower and went to bed.

Just as I was about to doze off, I heard a soft knock on my bedroom door. It slowly opened. I looked up to see Melanie standing in the doorway. She was using a long, white, T-shirt as a nightgown. It came down several inches past her hips, so she was well covered. Lucky for me, the hallway light behind her was silhouetting her oh so petite body through her nightshirt.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

"I’ve tried, but I can’t go to sleep. Would you mind holding me for just a little while?

How could I refuse such a pitiful, but enticing, young girl? Without saying a word, I flipped my bed sheet back and held out my arms to her.

Melanie softly walked across my room and climbed into bed between my arms. Facing me, she cuddled up close, and I firmly, but gently, pulled her to my chest. She put her head on my shoulder and snuggled into my neck. Her left arm was draped over my chest and her right arm folded between us.

I placed my left arm under her head and neck and held her close. With my right hand, I caressed the back of her head.

"Thank you so much. I don’t know what we’d have done if you hadn’t helped." She then kissed my neck.

"Shhhhhh. It’s OK. You’re safe here. No one will hurt you. Go to sleep now." I whispered, as I softly kissed her forehead.

Melanie still didn’t go to sleep. She quietly sobbed into my shoulder and continued to kiss my neck while she let her left hand come around and begin rubbing my chest.

I continued telling her she’d be all right and stroked the back of her head. I gently kissed her bruised eye and cheek. Slowly, Mel turned her face up toward mine. Our lips met in the most tender of kisses I have ever enjoyed. As our kiss lingered, it became more and more passionate. When I probed her lips with my tongue, she opened her mouth and sucked it in. Our tongues fought a mock duel.

I moved my hand that had been stroking her head slowly down her back. I messaged her back while moving my hand lower and lower until I had a hand full of Mel’s cute little ass. Given her petite size, my hand nearly covered her entire left cheek. A firm squeeze brought a deep sigh from Melanie.

Melanie let her left hand slide from my chest, down my belly, and tentatively wrapped her fingers around my semi-erect cock.

I then moved my hand from her ass, up under her shirt, and slowly moved it toward her chest.

Suddenly, Melanie tensed, leaned her chest into me, and said, "Please don’t! Rob says I don’t have any tits."

"That’s OK, Mel. I think you’re beautiful whether you have tits or not." I told her.

"Really? You really think I’m beautiful? Even if I don’t have tits, you think I’m beautiful?" Melanie seemed surprise a man could find her attractive, let alone beautiful.

Holding her firmly to me again, I softly told her, "Mel, you have a great little body. I don’t care if you have tits or not."

"You really think I have a good body?"

"Yes! Would you do me a favor?" I asked.

"Get up, take off your shirt and panties, and let me have a look at you."

With just a brief hesitation, Mel took her hand off my cock, and slowly got out of bed.

I turned a small bedside light on. I wanted a good look at the sweet little body that had come to my bed. I could tell Mel was nervous. So, to encourage her, quietly, I told her, "It’ll be OK, Honey. Take your time. You have all nothing to be ashamed of."

Slowly, Mel pushed her white panties off her hips and let them fall to the floor. She was more embarrassed by her extremely small breasts than she was of showing her pussy. She then took the bottom of her shirt and began pulling it up her slender body. She quickly proved the hair on her head was natural. Her pubic hair was just a little darker shade of red than the hair above. As she continued to pull her top up, she revealed smoothly rounded hips and a flat belly. Again, she briefly hesitated, before pulling her top completely over her head and throwing it into the corner of the room.

Mel then looked like a little doll standing before me, completely naked, her arms hanging to her sides. Melanie was truly a beautiful girl, and she would only get better as her bruises healed.

It was also true she had very little, if any, in the way of tits. Her breasts were of the fried egg variety. They created only a slight rise above her ribs. She did have an absolutely fantastic set of nipples, though. Her areolas were over an inch and a half in diameter, and her nipples stood out from her chest like pencil erasers. They were at least a quarter inch long.

"Turn for me, Baby." I requested.

She slowly turned completely around. Her ass was small, tight, and very nicely rounded.

"Wow! Baby, you really are beautiful. I can’t wait to suck on those nipples and squeeze that ass." I told her. "Now, get back in here."

Through the pain of her swollen lip, Mel began smiling broadly as she nearly jumped back into my bed. "You really think I’m beautiful?

Yes, Baby! I sure do. Rob is a blind idiot if he can’t see how pretty you are."

Mel scooted tightly up to me and, without the least hesitation, grabbed my cock and started slowly stroking it to a full erection. She carefully kissed my mouth as passionately as she could without hurting her lip.

I grabbed her ass, squeezed firmly, and pulled her to me. Using her ass as a handle, I pulled Mel up to where I could get my mouth on her left nipple. As short as she was, she couldn’t continue to reach my cock when I pulled her up. So, she used her hands to pull my mouth to her chest. She was moaning as she pulled me tightly to her nipple.

As I sucked harder and harder on her nipple, it grew even longer. In no time, it was nearly half an inch long and hard as a little rock. I rolled her onto her back and divided my attention between her nipples. They were soon both standing hard and proud.

Mel was rocking her head back and forth while she held my head to her chest. Softly she said, "Oh yes! Suck my tits. Suck ‘em hard."

I was more than happy to comply with her request.

While sucking one nipple, and pinching the other, I let my free hand slide down her flat belly to her pussy. I gave her pubic bush a few gentle strokes before letting my hand trail down between her slightly spread legs. With my finger, I gave her one slow, pussy-lip parting stroke that stopped with an ever so light touch to her clit.

Mel’s legs practically flew apart. "Oh God!" She gasped. A few more strokes like that, and Mel was breathing rapidly, arching her back, and lifting her ass off the bed.

As she lowered her hips, I left her nipples and kissed my way down her body. She immediately began twisting and pinching her nipples herself. I ended my journey down Mel’s body when I was laying between her widely spread legs.

In a short time, I had replaced the finger stroking her pussy with my tongue. A pussy-lip parting lick again brought her hips off the bed again. After several more licks like that, I settled my lips on her clit and began gently licking and sucking that sensitive little morsel. I slowly increased the suction, while watching Mel’s face and hands.

Mel was loudly moaning, and her head was rolling back and forth. She was pinching her nipples very hard and pulling them outward from her chest. Her pussy was dripping wet. I released her clit and inserted my tongue into her love hole as deeply as I could.

Mel released her nipples, grabbed the back of my head, and pulled my face as tightly as she could into her pussy. As she ground her pussy on my face, she said with a gasp, "Will you please fuck me now?"

"No! I’m not going to fuck you. I’m going to make love to you." I replied.

"Oh yes, Honey. Do what ever you want to me." She sounded as if she was near tears again.

Kissing my way up her little body, I found it somewhat difficult to put my cock into Mel’s pussy and still be able to kiss her lips. I’m not that tall, but she was so tiny. Sucking a nipple while my cock stayed in her pussy was impossible in the male dominant missionary position.

Wrapping my arms around her, I told her, "Come here, Baby." I then rolled us over so she was prone on top of me. I took her under her arms and lifted her to a sitting position over my hips. As I lifted her, Mel folded her legs so her knees were alongside my body. She reached between her legs and held my cock. As I lowered her, she aimed my cock into her pussy.

Mel then took control. Kneeling over me, she took my hands from her sides and placed them on her little tits. I quickly began pinching, pulling, and rolling her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers.

After making a few minor adjustments to her position, Mel sat down until she had my cock’s head in her tight pussy. "Pinch my tits, Honey." She told.

When I pinched her nipples and firmly squeezed her small breasts, Mel sat down. She had fully impaled her hungry pussy on my cock. She had one of the tightest pussies I’d ever been in.

From that point on, I was just along for the ride. She rode me hard and fast. In rapid succession, Mel repeatedly lifted her pussy up and slammed it back down hard on my cock.

In a short time, I was about ready to cum. Though I knew it was hopeless, I did my best to hold off the inevitable. I wanted Mel to get all she could from our night together. I also wanted to stay in that tight little pussy and enjoy the ride as long as I could. Damn, that little gal could fuck.

Then, just as I began to lose control, and felt the undeniable urges of my balls to let go, Mel pitched forward, to lay on my chest, and cried, "I’m cuuummmmmming!" She quickly bounced back to her sitting position, raised up, slammed her pussy down on my cock, and ground her clit onto my pelvis.

I reached down, grabbed her by her hips, and held her cunt down on my cock as tightly as I could. I told her, "Me too, Baby." I held her tightly as I lifted my hips and pumped my load of cum deep into her hungry hole.

As our orgasms subsided, Mel fell forward onto my chest again. I wrapped my arms around her and held her snugly to me. "Oh Baby, you are one hell of a fuck. You’ve about worn me out."

"Me too." Mel said breathlessly. " It’s been years since I’ve gotten off like that. I hope we can do that again real soon."

"So do I."

As Mel lay on my chest, my softening cock still in her leaking pussy, she started to doze off. I asked, "Honey, do you think you ought to go back in with Bobby? We don’t want him to wake up and wonder where Mommy is."

"It’ll be OK." Mel said. "He sleeps by himself, and he may have to get used to it. If you don’t mind, can we stay here for a while?"

"Mind? Why would I mind having a beautiful girl like you and a cute kid like Bobby staying with me? I have just one question."

"What’s that?" She asked.

"Do I need to buy a twin or double bed for the spare room?"

As a broad smile spread over Little Mel’s face, she kissed me, hugged me and snuggled close to my neck. She kissed my neck and whispered into my ear, "Just a twin, I think."

We both slept soundly through the rest of night.

The next day, accompanied by a police officer, Melanie retrieved the rest of her and Bobby’s clothes from her old home. As she returned to my place and pulled into the drive, I met her with a hug, a kiss, and said, "Welcome home, Honey."

Little Mel smiled broadly and returned the hug and kiss. As Bobby ran into the house, she whispered, "Are you up for another round tonight?"

I pulled her close, discreetly gave a nipple a little tweak, and said, "Silly girl, what do you think?"