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Lovely Jessica

grant1865 on Teen Stories

We have known Jessica since she was ten-years old.  She is the daughter of friends of ours and the first time I saw her I knew that she would be an amazing girl one day; I just underestimated how amazing she would be.  Looking back, it is safe to say that I was looking forward to seeing how she would develop as she aged.  If the genes carried over for her mother she was sure to be spectacular. 

 

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n 0pt">My wife and I spent a lot of time with her parents.  They had a small home on a lake and weekends there were common.  We would usually come over on a Friday evening and leave on a Sunday afternoon.  We would swim, ski and party all-day and party and play cards or a game at night. 

 

Jessica always seemed to be slightly more mature than most her age.  I can’t pinpoint any one specific event or action that has me telling you this…it was just a perception. Watching her small breasts slowly develop over the next few years was exciting for me.  As this was happening I could tell that she knew more than her looks revealed. 

 

Little things would happen over the years that increasingly intrigued me and supported this belief.  When she was about thirteen she walked into the bathroom, timed perfectly as I was stepping out of the shower.  She made no effort to make a quick exit and every effort to get a look at my dick, and once she was successful she simply smiled and left.  This happened more than once over the years.

 

She would often ask that I go down to the lake early so she could swim. This chore I came to enjoy, because something would always happen that would give me a great look of her developing breasts.  Usually she would “lose” her top jumping off the high-dive and had no reluctance in letting me see her tits.  Neither of us ever said anything we would just laugh it off and I would usually help her tie her bikini top back on.

 

Deep inside I knew that Jess “knew”.  This was confirmed one night after much drinking on the part of the adults.  My wife, Paula, was exceptionally intoxicated; a state that made her exceptionally horny.  The sleeping arrangements were such that we slept in Jessica’s bed and Jessica would sleep on the living room couch.  This particular evening we were partying loud out in the living room and Jess had crashed in her room on a couple of beanbags.  As we went to bed, my wife paid no mind to the sleeping fourteen-year old, as she stripped us of our clothes and pushed me onto the bed.  Paula immediately wrapped her lips around my cock and proceeded to give me a vigorous blowjob.  It started to get a little noisy and I thought of the sleeping beauty just a few feet away.  I looked over to see if she was still sleeping, but what little light that came through the room was mostly concentrated on the bed where we were and with the remaining glow that illuminated the room, I could not tell if we were being watched or not. 

 

My cock was now fully erect and Paula was working it hard.  Because she was kneeling between my legs I could only reach her head as it bobbed up and down on my cock.  I kept my head turned towards Jess to see if she had been awakened by the vicious tongue-lashing my dick was taking, but I could not tell.  After about ten-minutes of working my cock, Paula was more than ready to have her pussy serviced.  She moved up and began to guide my dick to her anxious hole, but I easily rolled her drunken body over onto her back and dove my head between her legs.  My tongue quickly found her clit, which released a very loud moan from Paula. Her head rolled back and forth on the bed as I subjected her pussy to the same vigorous oral action that she had graced me with earlier.  Within minutes the wave of her first orgasm was crashing over her. Her breathing and moans became unchecked as she flooded my face with her juices. 

 

Now, I was ready to plow my eager cock into her hot pussy.  I grabbed her legs and pulled and rotated them to get us better oriented on the bed for our fuck-fest.  I quickly aimed my cock at the pussy and relentlessly plunged in, to the hilt. The scream that came from Paula would have waked the dead.  I was on my knees pounding her hot cunt for all it was worth.  This position put my back to the window, where the light was entering the room, and finally gave me a view of Jessica where I could see her and I could see that she was watching me dish out a fabulous fucking.  She could tell that I was now watching her watch us.  The whole thought of having an audience thrilled me to the core.  Paula thrashed around on the bed under the pounding I was giving her and her moans gave way to repeated vocal encouragement that begged, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me with that big cock”, “don’t stop, don’t stop, oh fucking God, I am coming again, fuck, fuck, fuck”.  This became her mantra for several minutes as we bumped and ground together. 

 

This mantra must have animated Jessica, because she slowly moved, to what I thought was to give her a better view of us, but quickly discovered was to give me a better view of her.  She pulled up her nightshirt to reveal her sweet little pussy and her wonderful little tits.  This sight was way too much and it sent me over the edge.  I wanted Jessica to see what she had done, so I pulled out of Paula’s cunt and proceed to shower my come all over Paula.  Usually I experience a little down time between shots, but I could not remember when my level of excitement was ever higher or my cock harder

 

Paula immediately expressed displeasure, assuming that there would be a break in the action, but I silenced her objections by continuing the relentless pounding of her hot cunt.  She began to come again and started to play with her come soaked tits and nipples.  It became a show as I fucked Paula.  I wanted Jessica to know what a real fucking was all about, so I kept Paula over the edge for the longest time in memory.  Paula even commented between her sultry porno rants, “You’ve never fucked me like this before, don’t stop”. 

 

Jessica has begun to play with her breasts, imitating the actions of Paula.  I just continued to watch her and impale the gushing pussy under me.  Jess moved one hand down to her own cunt and began to explore it’s recesses.  Soon she had a finger buried to the knuckle and began to match my in and out motions that I was subjecting Paula to with my cock.  Soon she was slinging her head back and I could tell that she was close to bringing herself to orgasm.  I thought that I would attempt to time my second shot with her release.  I picked up the pace of my pussy pounding to bring me closer to Jessica’s orgasm.  It was purely coincidental that Paula began to let go with a huge gushing orgasm at the same time I saw Jessica’s body tense and convulse.  Paula’s gushing come was all I needed to fall off the edge and again I pulled out of Paula and jerked my cock and shot all over Paula again, with Jessica silently witnessing.

 

I had now overloaded my cardio-vascular system and collapsed on top of Paula’s come soaked body.  While I could not distinguish the expression on her face, I imagined that Jessica was lying just feet away with a huge smile on her face.  She was still, but had made no effort to cover up.  I could make out the curves of her body and her breasts as she lay there.

 

I thought I was done, but Paula had other intentions.  She rolled me off of her and began operations to re-inflate her love stick.  We had switched positions and she now had the same view of Jessica that I had.  While her head was buried in my crotch sucking her juices off of my dick and she could not see Jessica, it occurred to me that once I was hard again Paula would take the top, a favorite position of hers, and fuck us both to oblivion.  The thought of her getting a show from Jessica, like I did, brought my cock to life in record time.  Like I predicted, Paula moved over my cock and guided it into her swollen pussy.  She began to rock back and forth and I soon buried deep in her.  She positioned her legs on the bed and began to move up and down on my shaft, slowly at first, but ever increasing in speed.  In less than a minute the gushing flows of an orgasm began to erupt from her pussy, soaking me and the bed.  This release was only reason for her to work for another, which came on quickly, but just as the second gush rushed from her pussy, Paula froze.  I looked to find her gaze fixed in the direction of Jessica.  I did not dare look up to see what Jess was doing.  I just started moving my pelvis up and down to replace the motions that Paula had ceased.  I knew Paula was watching Jessica.  It seemed like eons before Paula’s attention returned to the cock buried in her pussy, but when it did it returned with a fury. 

 

She began to fuck me like there was no tomorrow.  Her cunt clamped down on my dick like a vise.  I knew that she too was putting on a show for our little voyeur and it was most rewarding.  Paula’s mantras became more graphic as she rode my cock, exclaiming loudly and repeatedly, “I love having a big dick in my hot pussy”. “You like fucking a nice tight pussy don’t you?” “That tight little pussy is going to make you come”.

 

My mind could only believe that the pussy in her rant was Jessica’s and with the hot juices flowing from Paula’s cunt, I was again headed down the path of eruption.  As my body tensed up for its release, Paula quickly hopped off and moved her head to my cock.  After she jerked the first blast from my cock she engulfed my dick in her mouth and the remaining shots poured into her mouth and down her throat.  After thoroughly cleaning my cock she looked towards Jessica and seductively lay down with her head on my chest and shoulder.  We held each other in satisfied silent bliss each with our own thoughts of what we had just experienced, mine fixated on fucking the voyeuristic minx lying a few feet away, my dick getting harder with every thought.

 

It was late and the volumes of beer and alcohol consumed earlier in the evening were winning the battle of the bladder.  I got up to go to the bathroom, searching futilely for something to cover up with on the way out of the room.  I was a little shocked when I returned to the room to find Jessica's face buried between Paula’s legs.  I stood and watched momentarily before Paula realized I was there.  She reached out for my cock and pulled it to her lips a commenced the most erotic blowjob I had ever experienced.  My mind was spinning as I watched Jessica bring Paula closer to an orgasm.  Paula pulled her mouth away from my cock and her mantras began, “don’t hate me, just fuck me, fuck me with that lovely tongue of yours, don’t hate me, it feels so fucking good, a girl is different you know, don’t hate me, fuck me, just fuck me, oh God it’s been so fucking long”.  How can a guy hate a woman because she likes girls?  I knew that Paula had done a few girls in her early years, but never since we had been married.  She often spoke of the desire to do it again.  Paula would rotate between orgasms, sucking my cock and chanting her sultry mantras.  Jessica was working her pussy good for a beginner.  I was certainly enjoying the show. 

 

After several minutes and providing numerous orgasms, Jessica moved up and lay on her side next to Paula, caressing her breast with one of her small hands.  Paula released my dick and shifted towards Jessica and their mouths inched together in a long deep kiss.  I climbed up on the bed and moved to the other side of Jessica.  I lifted her  arm and exposed her small breast and moved my mouth to it.  The electricity that flowed between her breast and my mouth could have lit a small city.  Her kiss with Paula became even more passionate.  I concentrated my tongue on her small erect nipple.  Her legs began to open allowing me access to her pussy.  My fingers found their way past her mound to her clit. The resulting orgasm shattered the kiss between her and Paula and awakened Paula to my intentions with Jessica. 

 

I was alternating between a finger fuck and her clit while sucking her nipple.  Paula put her mouth to Jessica's other nipple and moved her hand down to Jessica’s clit.  The tag team was overwhelming. Jessica’s body began to tense and convulse with waves of orgasm.  The slur of obscenities from her mouth only encouraged me to finger her tight pussy faster.  She begged to be fucked, “ fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, stick that big fat dick in me and fuck me like you fuck Paula”.  She was gushing come as she screamed for my dick.  Paula pulled my hand from Jessica’s pussy and told me to go ahead and fuck her, “go easy” she instructed.  I got up over her tight little body and spread her legs out to each side.  Jessica found my hard dick and guided it to her hot little pussy.  Her breathing was fast and heavy.  As I started to push in, Paula whispered in her ear that she was going to love it.  My dick stretched her tight little pussy and made its way past her lips.  Her whimper was silenced with a kiss from Paula.  I pushed in further.  This was by far the tightest pussy my cock had ever been in. I pulled out slightly and then continued my forward progress.  Jessica had to pull away from Paula’s kiss to because she could not get enough air.  I slowly started my back and forth motion inside her box.   My dick was screaming to come.  Further and further I sawed into her cunt. Orgasm after orgasm began to rise from her depths.  Paula was sucking on her nipples as I got into an increasingly faster rhythm of fucking this little beauty.  Before long I had her stretched out and was banging her full blast just as she requested.  This started the flow of sultry obscenities begging for more.  With this Paula got up and straddled Jessica’s face, facing me.  Jessica pulled Paula’s pussy to her mouth and began to work her clit.  I fucked Jessica feverishly as I kissed Paula from her mouth to her tits.  The action on Paula’s clit began to produce more sultry ramblings from Paula.  She began to encourage me to fuck Jessica harder, “ fuck her like the little slut she is, is that all you have to give her?, make her want it forever, fuck my little slut, if you’re a good boy I’ll let you fuck her again one day”. Between Paula’s words and Jessica’s tight pussy my cock could take no more.  Paula saw me begin to tense up.  “Fill her up, come in that tight little cunt of hers, let her feel your come splash deep inside her little twat".

 

My come hit Jessica hard and she had a screaming orgasm that threatened to wake her parents and ruin the evening activities.  I gently pulled out of her and gave Paula a long passionate thank you kiss.  Paula moved to Jessica’s side and told her that if she was going to fuck her man that she had to return him clean.  Jessica got up and pushed me to my back on the bed and began to lick my semi-hard cock clean.  She was surprisingly good at sucking dick.  Paula rotated Jessica over to get access to her come latent cunt and began lick her pussy clean.  This had me hard again and I began encouraging Jessica to suck harder and make me come.  I wanted to come in her mouth, but knew that it would take some time to get me to come again.  She worked my dick hard jerking me with her hand as she sucked feverishly.  Paula’s tongue was a slight distraction to Jessica’s oral endeavors, as Jessica experienced yet another orgasm.  Her hot breath on my dick felt wonderful as she panted the orgasm away.  Paula knew the challenge ahead of Jessica to make me come again, so she worked her way up to me and began to whisper those sultry sweet nothings into my ear, promising me future pleasures that are indescribable if I would only feed her little come slut: endless nights of  sexual pleasures and gratification with her little sex kitten.

 

I was blasting into Jessica’s mouth in record time.  She swallowed every drop and looked up at Paula with the biggest smile of accomplishment.  I pulled Jessica down to me and planted a big kiss on her, using my tongue to probe for any remains of my deposit in her lovely mouth.

 

Paula separated us and reminded us that we need to save it for another day.  Jessica found her nightshirt and slipped out to the couch.  Paula and I tried to find a dry spot on the bed and fell into each other’s arms giggling like teenagers over what had just happened.  It was a good night.

Meeting New People I; The Bakery

Chris7BA on Taboo Stories


 So here I am now, living out here in California with my sister, trying to make a new start after Mom forced me out of the house. I slept on the couch of the flat my sister used while her friend lived in Japan on deployment. I tried not to think of where I would live when my sister ended up going on deployment, being in the Navy also, but I pushed that to the back of my mind.

Everyday, she would spend most of the sunlight hours at work, and after a few days, I exhausted her friend's VHS collection in the apartment. The cable proved to be piss-poor, so after a few hours, I decided to finally leave the apartment and explore the town I now called home.

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ed a few blocks, as the only things around the apartment complex being a couple of gas stations, and eventually came upon a small shopping center. Forgoing the laundromat, insurance agent and religious items store, I ended up going into the little Mexican bakery at the end of the center.

The interior looked too weird to me to be a bakery. The space felt cool and looked clean, but the fluorescent lights made the store much dimmer than it should have been. And red vertical blinds worked too well keeping out the natural light from the only window. To me, it seemed more like a small cafe for lovers than a bakery.

 I waited only a few moments before a small woman appeared from the back. She looked young and pretty, not fitting the look of someone I expected to be working in a Mexican bakery during a weekday morning. She wore a green shirt and black pants on her ample frame, completing the ensemble with a white apron. She beamed a bright smile at me.

 "Hi there. How can I help you?"

"Uh, hi. I'm just looking around. I'm new to this area, so I decided to look around, and came into your store. First place I've been to here."

 "Oh, well then let me extend you a welcome to our community. It's small, but nice anyway. My name is Carmen. Here, let me give you a piece of pan dulce, on the house."

 I took a bite of the bread, a half-circle decorated with a maze of chocolate powder, and nodded my approval. Since she still stood at the counter, delighted in my enjoyment of the bread, I decided to chat her up a bit.

 "This is good. Do you make the bread here?"

 "No, my husband does. He makes it every morning."

 I paused mentally, feeling my chances with her waning a bit. I decided to press on anyway. "Oh, is he here right now?"

 "No, he drove to Anaheim to catch the Angels game. He's always loved the Angels, no matter how far away we move."

 "Can I ask you why it's so dark in here? I think it would do a lot for the store if you let in a bit more sunlight."

 "We don't like to keep the blinds open. My husband and I are afraid that the looks we get from some of the people that live here will finally scare away the regular customers we do have."

 "Looks," I asked, cautiously.

 "Gossip that has spread around."

 "About you," I queried, again watching my proverbial step.

 "About me, about my husband, even about my son; in a small place like this, gossip can kill a business faster than it can kill a reputation."

 "Well, I don't mean to be rude, but can I ask what some of the gossip is?"

 She shot me a wry smile before answering, "To start, the fact that my son is 16 and I'm only 32."

 "That's not a big deal," I told her, dismissing her comment with a wave of my hand, trying my best to score points with her hubby away. "So, you and your husband had a child when you were still in your teens. Like that doesn't happen nowadays?"

 "There's also talk of me sleeping around, and that our son is gay. My husband and I are also accused of committing incest with our son."

"Oh my God," I exclaimed, "those are horrid accusations. Why would people say those things about you and your family?"

 "Because some people just can't keep their big mouths shut."

 "What? You mean the accusations are true?"

 "After living in a town this small, you think people would have the tact to not spread stories of what they've experienced, especially when it's sexual."

"Okay, I'm sorry, but I have to ask. I understand about the sleeping around and the being gay. What I have trouble wrapping my brain around is why with your son?"

 "Are you shocked," she asked.

"Not as much as I thought I would be."

 She smiled at that. "When we figured out that people weren't being as discreet as they should have been, we talked about ways of filling our desires that didn't involve going to strange clubs in strange places. And in a moment of drunkeness, our son brought up the suggestion of him getting what he wanted from his father, and giving what his mother wanted. When we started that first time, it was awkward, but we soon forgot our incertitude. Now, we don't even bat an eyelash."

 "Wow," I said, the only thing I could think to say after her story.

 "What's the matter," she asked, coming around the counter towards me. "Did I distress you?"

 I unconsciously took a step back as she approached; "Uh, well, it's just that, I, um..."

 She stood against me, her face level with my chest. She looked up at me and smiled, her hazel eyes twinkling, as she pressed her small hand against my crotch. "Mmmm, you do feel a bit bothered to me."

 She reached behind her to untie the apron when I snapped out of my flustered daze. I grabbed her hands before they could finish their job. I leaned in close to her, her lips inches from mine; "Just leave the apron on." I kissed her, her tongue coaxing mine into her mouth where she sucked on it. I ran my hands all over her curves, slowly separating her from her clothes, loving the feel of her flesh. She pushed back from me until she leaned against the counter.

 "Lock the door behind you. It's so good to have new blood in this town."

She kicked off her plastic clogs and slowly slipped her pants down her legs, writhing her body down as she did. She left them in a pile on the floor, the apron hiding my view of her black panties, before starting on her shirt. She slipped her arms out and pulled it off of her torso, careful not to pull the apron off with it. Her tits looked beautiful as they were now constrained by the apron only. I could note a bit of a sag, but nothing that would keep her from being described as beautiful. Though not slim, I found her to be round only in all the right places. I moved in, kissing her as my hands softly ran around her stomach, up her sides where I cupped the sides of her tits, and back down until my hands ran circles over the cotton-covered mounds of her ass.

 "Not here," she said, taking my hand in hers, "let's go to the back."

 She led me to the back of the shop. Four large steel tables sat spotless. Two large ovens lined one of the walls. She stopped at the edge of a table before she turned and kissed me again. I reached behind her again and slipped the panties down her legs where they fell to the floor. I gripped her waist and picked her up effortlessly until her ass made contact with the cold steel. Her breath caught, goose bumps broke out all over her white skin, and her dark brown nipples pressed against the fabric of the apron. I leaned my head over and kissed the side of her tit, nuzzling her nipple with my tongue, while one of my hands spread her thighs, allowing me to slowly rub her pussy and clit. She threw her head back and began to moan softly.

She slid her foot up my thigh and pressed it against my crotch before massaging me through my jeans with her foot. I slipped a finger inside of her pussy and thrust it in her hard the harder she made me with her foot. After moments of this, I pulled away from her, quickly undoing my jeans and slipping them down until my cock sprang out. She spread her legs even wider, bracing her feet on the edge of the table, the hem of her apron the only thing between me and her pussy as I moved to enter her. I folded the hem up and she took my cock in her little hand and guided me into her wet pussy.

 She threw her head back again and yelled out as I pushed my entire length into her. She then regarded me, a rather savage look on her face, and spoke to me in a low growl, "C'mon, fuck me. Fuck me good."

 I slowly pulled out of her and then back in again, pulling almost entirely out of her pussy and then pushing back in completely. She wrapped her arms around my neck and emitted low grunts with everyone of my thrusts. When I picked up my pace, the grunts turned to sighs and breathy moans. I ran my hands up her legs until I gripped her waist, allowing me to fuck her faster and harder. She then unwrapped her arms and braced herself against her elbows, leaning her body back. Her tits slipped out from behind her apron, and I took the nipple of one of her massive globes in my mouth before I felt myself building. I pounded into her pussy harder, making her tits jiggling. As I started to cum, I fucked her fast, pistoning in and out of her pussy, causing her to scream with every thrust before she clamped down on my cock, draining me of the last of my cum. Her body shuddered and convulsed as she came down from her orgasm. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and gazed at her face. Her smile returned. I reached behind her and undid her apron at last, taking it off of her. I ran my hands all over her luxuriant body before leaning down and kissing her abundance.

 But she stopped me short.

 "As much as I'd love to continue this and its obvious outcome, you have to let me up. My son will be here soon, not to mention some of my more elderly customers."

 "Your son," I said incredulously, "it's One O' Clock, at the latest."

 "They're taking CST's today. They always get out early when they take tests like that."

 She left me in the back as I saw her slide down from the table, gather up her apron and panties, and bounded her copious body around to the front of the store. I pulled up my boxers and jeans, and after composing myself I too walked to the front. She stood there, already completely dressed, fixing the apron around herself.

 "Go open it," she said, motioning towards the door. I unlocked it and as I opened it, a young man slightly shorter than me, with a backpack slung over his shoulder, came to a halt just inches from me. He looked at my face for a second or two before looking me up and down. He smiled and pushed past me into the bakery.

 "Hola, mamá," he said, kissing Carmen on the cheek. He turned and looked back at me before whispering something into Carmen's ear. She whispered something back to him and they both broke out into laughter. Just then, I felt the door open behind me.

 I spun around and I ended up frightening a small, older woman. Carmen noticed, and came running from behind the counter. "Aye Maria, don't be afraid. It's all right."

 "Who is this," the older woman asked. "Is he here to help out when your husband isn't here?"

 I smiled a bit at this, but quickly pushed it from my face. Carmen eyed me with that mischievous look before returning her attention to the older woman. "Yes Maria, he's here to help out Miguel and me when Guillermo isn't here. He's new to town, so it was nice that he happened here when he did."

 "A sort God-send, no," the woman commented.

 "Miguel, why don't you take him into the back and have him help you while I attend to La Señora Jimenez."

 Miguel smiled and motioned for me to join him. It might just have been me, but I think the smile resembled the one his mother gave me before she walked to the back of the store.

 In fact, Miguel ended up leaning against the very table where his mother and I fucked. Looking at him closely, I saw that his soft facial features genetically belonged to his mother, but the rest of him lacked anything soft. He wore clothes that showed his cut muscles and he stood broad and very masculine.

 "Well, if you couldn't guess, I'm Miguel, Carmen's son."

 I didn't feel like making small talk, or insulting the boy's intelligence. "I take it your mom told you."

 "We tried being normal, satiating ourselves in the normal manner; but people opened their mouths instead of keeping quiet, and soon we were branded. If we continued on in that manner, we would have proven the rumors true. So, we decided to take care of things in-house. But, if there comes someone new, someone we can get at before the gossip-mill influences them; why shouldn't we take advantage?"

 "So, you don't have an outlet other than your dad?"

 "Ocassionally, I do. I'm on sports teams at school, so when we have a party, and one of my teammates gets too drunk, he always wants to find out if the rumors about me are true. I never bring it up after that, and they end up so ashamed of themselves for having given in to something so 'disgusting,' so I have nothing to worry about. But there are just times when Dad gets frisky for my ass, and I'm always in the mood. Just like I'm hoping right now that you don't have any 'pecadillos.'"

 He reached for the button on my pants, and I let him unsnap it without the least bit of protest. In fact, I found myself aroused at the prospect of fucking this 16 year-old guy. He pulled down my boxers and jeans until he exposed my cock, the second time that day in that store. He started tugging on my cock, making me hard again, before dropping to his knees and taking it into his mouth. He moved quickly, bobbing his head up and down on my cock, pausing now and then to suck on the head of my cock. Now came my turn to throw my head back in pleasure. I knew that Carmen wouldn't want me making a sound back here, and I did my best to stifle the moans desperate to come out of my mouth. I could tell that Miguel no longer needed practice at this deed, and enjoyed his expert motions.

 I suddenly felt hands slide underneath my t-shirt, running over my torso. The hands belonged to Carmen. When Miguel noticed her, he pulled my cock out of his mouth and spoke to her, "Good Mom, just in time. Take over for me."

 Carmen moved in front of me, untying the apron and removing her green shirt again, finally standing topless. She then got down on her knees and rubbed my hard cock on her large, bare tits before taking it into her mouth. All the while, Miguel stood up and started to strip. As soon as he pulled off his boxers, he lifted himself up on the same table I fucked his mom on and assumed the same position she did.

 "Okay Mom, let him come."

 I didn't need any encouragement. Both Miguel and Carmen worked me into a lather and I wanted nothing more than to get off, no matter what hole I hit or who it belonged to. I moved forward, pressing the head of my cock against Miguel's asshole. He moaned gently as the head of my cock slid into his ass. I pushed in slowly until I buried myself inside of him. The tightness of his ass felt wonderful. I worked him slowly, getting lost in the moment. I snapped out of it when I saw Carmen's hand stroke Miguel's cock. I grabbed Miguel's thighs and started to fuck his ass a little faster. And then I couldn't believe when a naked Carmen jumped on the table and got in a 69 position, taking her son's cock in her mouth as she settled her pussy on his face. This, combined with Carmen's silky hair rubbing against my stomach when I thrust into Miguel, drove me completely nuts. I fucked Miguel's ass as hard as I could, ramming into him. I stopped long enough to reach over and pinch Carmen's nipples before fucking Miguel's ass fast enough that I let loose inside of him. I pumped until I drained every drop in Miguel's ass.

 Carmen arose, cum staining her lips and chin, and she looked up at me, enormous tits hanging free beneath her.

 "I hope we're not done for today."

When You're Hot - Part 2: The Other Side of Midnight

Peter_Pan on Sex Stories


Author's Note:

Apologies to the many readers who have written-in the past month despairing let's say, of ever seeing another story or update. As I explained on the Peter_Pan website, the logistics of moving the entire family and possessions to the American midwest has not been without complications, not the least of which being that our computer systems are s

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till midway between Sydney and Philadelphia and will not arrive here in Colorado until mid June. Working off a borrowed laptop has its limitations! Here at least is one sequel that has been requested by many of you.

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  Even as Mark flung wide the driver’s side door, keen you might say, to negotiate some quality time with the young auburn-haired temptress so indelicately sprawled across his two friends in the rear, Julian was heard to mutter, “Let’s take her upstairs guys.”

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   You couldn’t fault his enthusiasm!

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   Needing to maintain at least some degree of perceived modesty as Mark opened the rear door, Kirsty eased herself off the men’s laps, tugging her panties back up as she did so. There was little she could do however to prevent both John and Charles openly groping her breasts as her rear-end exited the car with some hands-on assistance from Mark.Â

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  “C’mon, behave guys,” she giggled, observing as she spoke, that both men were sporting sub-zip erections of the spectacular kind. A hot flush coursed through her body as she realized the potential here for some seriously inappropriate sexual activity in terms of her own under-age bodily involvement. Plan B had never been without substantial risk she knew. Â

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   Attempting to slip his hands down the rear of her panties as she straightened-up, caused her to spin around once more.

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   “I said “behave” Mark,” she leveled at him, then looking around almost nervously, added. “Why have you all brought me here? I have to be home before or my dad will freak.” Trying to cover her breasts as she spoke, was an exercise in utter futility

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  “You will be sweetheart,” Julian replied, taking her gently by the arm. “Trust us, we will get you home by then. In the meantime Kirsty, lets just go upstairs for a while…you weren’t exactly ‘complaining’ on the way here were you?”Â

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   She blushed deeply which just made her look that much more desirable if such be possible.

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   Allowing herself to be led by Julian and Charles, each having a hold of her hand, they crossed a small hallway past what appeared to be an ultra-modern kitchen and ascended the stairs to the upper floor. The view afforded the other three men in her wake, was sufficient to engender words of hushed, if not fully indecent appreciation between them.

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    Not three-quarters up the staircase and Mark could no longer control his burgeoning lust. Grabbing the girl by the hips he pulled Kirsty backwards which caused her to lose her balance, falling to her knees on the ninth riser. Thrusting his hand up between her legs whilst admiring her curvy little bottom in the interim, he began groping her vaginal area lewdly through her panties, his own erection approaching the extremes of desperation itself.

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    Turning around, thereby seeing what their friend was doing to the girl, now alternately whimpering and crying-out in shocked disbelief, it was impossible to observe those small jiggling breasts and not be moved to needful involvement oneself.

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    Despite her protests, Kirsty found herself spread-eagled, somewhat uncomfortably it must be said, across the stairs while at least three pairs of hands began tugging her panties down past her knees. She let out a squeak of mortified distress as her none-too hirsute pussy was displayed to the baying hounds on site.

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   “Oh my God,” Patrick muttered. “She looks like a sophomore!” No-one was arguing the point.

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    So pre-occupied was she, both visually and physically, with the digital treatment being afforded her breasts, nipples, inner thighs and increasingly moist labia, she failed to notice Mark freeing-up his penile insert. That is until he crawled into her direct line of vision and placed the head right at the promised land.

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   “Pleaase…” she gasped, “You’re not gonna rape me now are you?” Spreading her legs voluntarily it should be mentioned, did nothing to cement her credibility as a victim of aggravated sexual abuse.

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   “Fuck her Mark,” John was pleading, one hand idly squeezing her left breast as he muttered the words.

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    The girl’s status as a virgin was made apparent not thirty seconds later.

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  “That hurts,” she cried out, even as Mark’s erection barely intruded between those sexy labia. Had Plan B really been that practical? she wondered momentarily. She might have given the situation further contemplation had not Mark taken the bull by the horns as it were and thrust up hard into the young girl right at that second. No need for a second opinion – her scream of genuine discomfort and the presence of a not inconsequential trickle of blood, left no doubt that so far as any hymen was concerned – hers was now ancient history.

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    Probably to the ultimate benefit of both parties, Mark was thrusting up now so hard into the girl she was transported to realms of pleasured indulgence which she had never dreamed might exist. Certainly there had been pain – still was to a degree, but compared to the feelings engendered by what this man was doing to her, it was at the lower end of relevance.

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   “Jesus…” Mark enunciated and none too clearly at that. “She is just so tight, you guys won’t believe it.” All present, intended to check that one out thoroughly you may be sure.

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    With Charles and Julian holding her legs even wider now and Patrick consigned to the role of masturbator-in-chief, the visuals were line ball with Mark’s orgasmic progress. He felt the on-set of that final countdown even as Kirsty began whimpering, her slim hips thrusting up to meet the invader’s determined incursions.

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   “Damn you’re soo hot Kirsty,” Mark stammered. It was his last coherent outpouring as he began jerking inside her, spurting deep that which most young girls like to know they have been responsible for inciting. Barely cognizant of the hands on her breasts and hips, fingers pulling her nipples every which way – and even Patrick’s sticky contribution across her lower abdomen and upper thigh, she felt her own orgasm fanning outwards in concentric circles.

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     “So this is what it feels like?” she pondered, both hands instinctively cupping her seeping pussy - Mark having withdrawn his withering tool of trade. She felt herself floating, fully unaware as yet, of the near carpet-burns across her back consistent with her inelegant sprawl there on Julian’s staircase.

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    Much as John needed to plough a fresh field he had the foresight to recognize that in the long-term they might all – Kirsty especially - be better served doing so in comfort. Certainly, while the sight of a young girl being stripped and raped, half-way up a staircase, generated quite the extremes of passion, his own tastes ran more to the conventional – raping a girl on a nice soft bed!

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    It wasn’t ‘rape’ of course. Kirsty being arguably the most willing “victim” in the history of sexually-abused young ladies. Even as John and Charles led her fully naked to Julian’s master-bedroom, her legs still shaky from their previous exertions, she voiced no objection as the other three men smoothed their hands across her breasts, hips and bottom. She found their joint touch arousing in the extreme and willingly allowed any of them to kiss her passionately.

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    It took a while in fact to reach the bedroom!

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    Splayed-out now on the King size bed, Kirsty’s legs were parted sufficiently that any interested party was able to catch a glimpse of filmy white residue from Mark’s earlier coupling, seeping from her youthful vaginal opening. Assuredly it was doing wonders for John himself who having divested himself of his pants, knelt now on the coverlet between her legs, sporting an expression mid-way between hang-dog and Rasputin on a bad day.

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    The sensation derived as his straining erection negotiated the young girl’s post-virginal freeway was much to his liking. Her’s too if the truth be known, always assuming those gasps of pleasure and up-thrusting hips were anything to go by.

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    With her legs spread to the max and those cute light-brown nipples, erect sentinels on pro-active duty, Kirsty struck a pose that not only inspired John’s increasingly deeper penetration but which cried out for the other four’s self-therapeutic involvement. Patrick in fact was frigging himself senseless again, right alongside her upper chest while Charles had in mind a smidgeon of sub-abdominal redecoration it appeared. Mark, invigorated once more, was working the lathe just centimeters from her left cheek as Julian pumped his erection in close proximity to her right breast….heaving little mound, as it presented itself right about then.

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    Kirsty lay with her arms high above her head, disheveled hair fanning out either side of her and more often than not now, with her eyes closed, wriggling in lustful pleasure. That which John was doing to her addled her senses and all she could ponder was how to prolong the incredible high she was experiencing. Whimpering aloud “Fuck me harder…please” was a realistically positive step so far as that particular aspiration was concerned.

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    The outcome was never in doubt. John’s orgasm was swift and decisive. Even as he jerked about like a marionette, filling the void with hot sticky gel, Kirsty felt the first of a multi-part orgasm originating from somewhere between her legs. Whether the shock wave reached her breasts ahead of Julian’s spurts of hot semen is a mute point – the end result was a bi-lateral success.

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    Encouraged visually no doubt by his friend’s fully decadent treatment of so young a girl, Mark found himself jetting a stream of his own skin-softener clear across Kirsty’s face. The teenager gasped in justifiable surprise, being fully unfamiliar with so erotic a sensation. Charle’s orgasm meanwhile – fully triggered by the sight of glistening cum trickling down Kirsty’s cheeks and breasts, emptied his twin receptacles across her flatlands, leaving a trail of sticky white indecency all the way from her belly button to that hot little vaginal mound. Patrick had cum simultaneously, adding copious amounts of warm DNA to that already resident across her nipples.

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    For a while no one had much to say. Kirsty was idly toying with a glob of procreative gel as it slid down her left cheek. Knowing she had caused all these men to ejaculate just made her all the hotter. Her pussy felt deliciously squishy and she was aware of hot cum trickling out of her and down her inner thighs. Somewhat anaesthetized by the men’s sexual dealings, she could have put up no resistance whatever their immediate intentions.

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    Julian obviously had specific intentions!

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   “Get on your knees Kirsty would you?” he asked hopefully.

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    She looked up at him quizzically. “My knees??”

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    “Yes sweetie – your hands and knees.” He stammered none too confidently. “Really, you’ll like it. I’m not going to hurt you - I promise.”

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    Not fully trusting him but too far gone sexually to argue, she did as he asked, kneeling then center quilt – the image of beauty if not lustful fantasy. For a moment they all stared at her. Pronounced hips and slim legs – the domain of only the fortunate few. Taut yet proud breasts defining her youthful sex, just partially hidden by naturally wavy hair that cascaded off her pretty shoulders. She was a vision of desire – even for five men just recently drained of their most basic sexual component.

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    And then there was that incomparably sculptured rear-end.

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    Julian laid a hand on her bottom. “God you are just soo sexy Kirsty,’ he whispered, as he began smoothing over those white-hot curves as the girl flinched perceptibly – expecting maybe to be spanked. Such a concept had already presented itself as a most viable opportunity to Julian but was contained, by virtue of his not wishing to demean the girl further. Besides he had alternate plans.

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   Easing up close behind her, he now placed both hands on her rear-end and commenced fondling her from hips to thigh, allowing his hands to inch their way ever inland. She in turn began wriggling her bottom in pleasure with the full knowledge of just how sexy an aspect she was presenting to all on site. Julian’s hand slipped up between her legs and he inserted a finger deep inside her pussy which was still divesting itself of the men’s semen string by sticky string. Kirsty gasped as he entered her but maintained her poise….and pose! John and Charles took the opportunity to fondle her breasts gently while Patrick raised her head slightly and began to kiss her.

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    Kirsty’s body was simply on fire with the attentions being paid her. She couldn’t help thrusting back on to Julian’s hand instinctively. Murmuring as the men began groping her breasts and pulling gently on her nipples. Her eyes opened wide and she gave a small gasp as Julian replaced his finger with something way more substantial.

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    Even as he slipped into that well-lubricated passage, Kirsty turned her head, glancing at her much older partner, an expression of utter satisfaction quite evident.

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    “Do you like that?’ Julian whispered, thrusting deeper. If she could have purred, she would have.

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    “Fuck her senseless,” Mark contributed from across the bed. He never had been noted for his cultural restraint.

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    As Julian engaged turbo, John manouevered himself between the girl’s arms and with but the slightest adjustment, began sucking her right nipple feverishly. Charles saw no reason not to follow suit. The flow-on effect for Kirsty was both immediate and dynamic. Never having been openly suckled, the combined sensation of the men drawing down on her teats while Julian penetrated her almost to her cervical buffer was sufficient to have her crying out in ecstasy – something you could hardly categorize as being detrimental to their group cause.

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   Improbable as you might imagine, but somehow Julian dredged up reserves of the good stuff that he left as a calling card deep within the girl’s abused pussy. Kirsty then cried out as another orgasm transported her to as yet un-traveled realms. Her inflamed nipples tingled as the outbound tsunami radiated north.

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    By the time Patrick and Charles had completed their tours of duty additionally, all six sank to the coverlet exhausted, Julian’s arm resting almost lovingly across the girl’s palpably smooth bottom. One can only speculate what any filmed recording might have brought on eBay!

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    Kirsty recovered her composure first – girls usually do! Glancing across at the bed-side alarm she saw to her horror that it was now 12.18. am.

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   “Look, I really have to go home,” she announced – some might say hopefully! “I am so sore guys,” she added ruefully, patting her ravaged slit delicately.

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     Luckily for her, the five of them were at heart – gentleman. Patrick offered to return to the car and retrieve her clothes and clutch-bag; her panties of course were still resident on the staircase somewhere. By the time he returned, Kirsty was hunched up between them all, hugging her knees and with little or nothing on show that might be described as indiscreet.

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   “Thanks,” she said, smiling prettily as he tossed her stuff, including those hot little floral panties, at her feet.

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    When no-one moved she looked-up enquiringly. “Um...I hafta get dressed guys?”

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   “So, get dressed sweetheart,’ Mark leered across at her. The others watched her reaction.

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    She glanced across at him. “What? You mean like in front of you all?”

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   “Well why not Kirsty…you just let us fuck you??” he replied grinning. One could not fault his logic.

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     Having no time to argue the point, getting home being her sole priority, she tossed them all a withering smile and rescuing her panties, slid them provocatively back to home base. Ten eyes observed that erotic journey – they were accompanied one imagines by ten very dry mouths.

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    Certainly playing to a captive audience, Kirsty then retrieved her bra, skimpy little item that it was, and kneeling there center-quilt, proceeded to wriggle into the thing taking twice as long as necessary to hook it up.

   “You really are a little slut,” Patrick grinned, making a grab for her arm. They had her breasts out and her panties half-way down that cute little crack when they heard someone’s cell-phone ringing.Â

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   “It’s Kirsty’s,” John said, pulling the flip-top from her clutch-bag. Trying to preserve a modicum of decency by holding her bra cups in place with one hand, she took the phone from her tormentor.

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   “Oh Dad…..yeah I’m so sorry, guess I lost track of the time.” Following what sounded like some in-depth questioning, she wriggled free of Julian’s fingers as he attempted to slide them beneath the leg of her panties. “Where am I? Oh just at a girlfriend’s place Dad but its OK I’m getting a lift home in a few minutes.” She shot a glance backwards at Charles as he started to unhook her bra once more. “Stop it!” she hissed under her breath.

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  “Who you talking to Kirsty?” her father asked audibly.

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  “Ohhh nothing dad, just one of the girls being silly…” she replied.

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    More brief conversation ensued and Kirsty covered up the phone…

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   “What’s the address here?” she asked. “Dad’s gonna pick me up. He doesn’t want me getting a lift at this time of night.” Julian told her.

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   “No that's just my girlfriend’s bro dad,” she answered slowly – the caller apparently asking the origin of so obvious a male voice.

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   Some further small-talk and Kirsty closed up the phone. Several vitally interested parties moved-in like an army battalion mid exercise.

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   “No way guys,” she giggled, “My dad will be here soon – sorry I have to finish getting dressed.”

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    Wriggling into her skirt was easy, watching her do it - even easier. Peeling her stockings back up as she sat on the edge of the bed however, was not without its complexity – especially at the point she suddenly found two pairs of hands insinuating themselves up between her thighs, strategically in reach of the front of her panties. She tried tugging the offending items out of the danger zone but finding herself suddenly pulled backwards on to the coverlet with the hem of her skirt hiked up to so indecent a level her knickers were once more on show…she began crying out to be freed.

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   Trouble is…the sensation of having so many hands up her skirt and with their companions beginning to re-examine the contents of her bra, it made it that much harder to resist her captors’ advances. At the point John reintroduced his finger to her sublimely wet and sticky pussy and Mark had managed to free-up her breasts once again, the game was back at square one.

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   Unluckily for her they didn’t need to throw a six first.

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Prank Call Leads to Threesome

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When I was in high school, I was constantly horny. Once at a party with my friends, we decided to play a couple of prank calls on people we knew. One of the people we ended up calling was the younger sister (only 15) of one of our friends who hadn't shown up at the party. We had attempted to prank call our friend first, but after he didn't pick up his cell, we decided to call his hot younger sister, Michelle.

Using famous actor soundboards, we asked Michelle during a conversation to whether she liked to suck cocks. Michelle, who obviously had a friend in the background who egged her on, told us she was a cock sucker and proud of it. She even said that if we came to her house right now, she would suck our dicks. Michelle was a fairly attractive girl, not a bombshell, but she ha
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d a decent body. She had never had a boyfriend though since she tried to focus on school and she obviously had needs which had not been met.

About five minutes after the call, I made some excuse to leave the party. I drove as fast as I could to Michelle's house. I rang the doorbell. She opened the door and I walked in. She was a little suprised, but greeted me as usual. I then told her that she had promised me something. Michelle smiled.

She then unzipped my pants, pulled them down along with my boxers to reveal my erect 7 inch penis. She was more than pleased as she fit the majority of my cock into her mouth. The feeling was beyond pleasurable. Within a couple of minutes, I cummed in her mouth and she swallowed every last drop. I thought I was going to pass out. Then I saw her good friend (whose name I do not know) watching us. The friend had started to finger herself and I smiled, knowing that taking two girls virginities was going to be amazing. I called and the friend over and once she reached me, we shared a long passionate kiss. Michelle was still on her knees and she began to take off her friend's pants as well. I helped both girls with their clothes off and within a few minutes we had relocated to the master bedroom completely nude. Being as horny as she was, Michelle insisted to videotaping the entire affair, which aroused me even more.
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After receiving a blow job from Michelle's friend, who swallowed all the cum as well. I began to finger the one while i ate the other's pussy. Both girls exploded pretty quickly, but it only made the sex even better. Finally, Michelle asked me to fuck her. I smiled, told her to turn around into a doggy style position. I then fucked the shit out of her and I even cummed into her virgin pussy with a condom on. Michelle's friend wasn't completely comfortable with the fact of losing her virginity at that moment, so I didn't push the matter.

The three of us got into the shower to clean up. The steaming hot water started to get the mood going again and this time, nothing stood in my way of fucking Michelle's friend. She screamed with joy as I cummed in her pussy as well. After the shower, the three of us got into bed and turned on some On-Demand sex show and got even hornier. I fucked Michelle's friend once more and Michelle 3 more times. As I left Michelle's house, I thought to myself that I definately had to stop by again.

Swinging Sexville High

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SWINGING SEXVILLE HIGH

By Dick Inkum

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"Hi, Who's your dad this year?"

That's been the standing joke every fall when school resumes in our bedroom community. It's a lot more bedroom than community. In a few square miles, we have the third highest divorce rate in the country.

Our moderately upscale sub-suburb has oodles of official activities and oodles of unofficial ones like swinging clubs. As you might imagine, in between divorces and usually quick remarriages, kids find a lot of different men in the house over the weekends. It does wonders for early sex education around here.

I conducted a little survey among friends (both boysand girls) about how many had seen their mothers having sex. Actually seen?: about half. Heard?: almost all.

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Most of the kids are somewhat sexually active before high school. Theere are a fair number of merged families with kids from each about the same age which leads to another common joke here: "Hi! I'm your new brother. Let's fuck"

I'd also heard about step-dads fucking their new step-daughters but I never believed it until I found a friend in that situation.

I'm Julie and I'm seventeen as are most of the other kids in this story. Melody, Denise and I were the planning committee for a party. Our crowd is comprised of good kids; i.e. we can handle aparty with plenty of booze and sex without becoming a public nuisance or any outbursts of uncivil behavior.

Melody dropped by my house and we were going to travel to Denise's house to discuss some details of our plan. We headed over there a little earlier than we'd planned.

As we walked up to her house there was a certain noise inside that made us hesitate and look in the window. The noise was a guy screaming "Fuck! Fuck" and other bits of exclamitory exuberance (like that phrase?).

What we saw was Denise's tall athletic body, naked, bent over the arm of the couch, and her step-dad with his pants down, fucking her from behind! She was squealing ordinary fucking squeals.

Another man was on the couch with his pants down and Denise's mom was sucking his cock! She wasn't naked, just dissheveled, like she'd had some groping.

Melody and I stood there with dropped jaws. We retreated a bit to be sure we wouldn't be easily seen and continued to watch in facination. We both quietly exclaimed "Oh, my God!" and rubbed our pussies.

"I think we'd better come back in an hour or so" I suggested.

"Yeah, but let's see a little more first" Melody rejoined.

The step-dad announced his climax with a bellow, withdrew, and rubbed his spent cock on Denise's ass.

The other man, handed the step-dad a wad of cash (!), got up and fucked Denise the same way. Denise's mom sucked her husband some, but mostly watched the fucking show. Melody and I were drippy with excitement.

"O K, I'm gonna do it now" the fucker shouted and shoved his cock in Denise's asshole!

Melody and I both knew what that felt like; sometimes good , sometimes awful. Denise didn't seem to have either reaction. She winced and groaned but her ass was welcoming that pumping cock. We stayed until the the fucker climaxed in Denise's asshole and shouted "That was great, Baby!"

Melody and I scampered back to my car and drove off. We decided to kill some time at a fast-food place before heading back to Denise's house.

"Do you believe that?" Melody gushed.

Neither of us did. We were stunned. We were also in damp panties.

"So, not only does step-dad fuck Denise, he pimps her too!" I squealed, "I'd never have believed!"

We rattled on and on, and replayed the whole scene a dozen times before we got back in the car to return to Denise's house.

"Are you still horny?" Melody asked.

"Let's get in the back seat" I suggested.

We did, dropped our jeans and finger-fucked each other. We'd done that since slumber party days and always enjoyed each other. It was good as quickies go; we promised each other better work next time.

We got back to Denise's house and she welcomed us in as though nothing had happened. She and her mom were the only ones there. Melody and I never let on that we'd seen her fucking.

We discussed our invitations to the party. We wanted to have couples inclined to mingle sexually; kids who swapped partners, did orgies or would be willing to do so. I thought all three of us fit in that catagory, but Denise surprised us.

"Jimmy and I are actually pretty faithful to each other " she said.

What! I guess she thinks fucking with adults doesn't count. At seventeen, I think they count.

"Well, nobody will have to fuck around" I replied, "but if we have enough who will, we can organize some games like drawing partners for an hour at a time. Not that anyone would have to do sex in that hour"

We discussed a managable number and came up with twelve couples. I thought that might be too may since they'd take up a lot more space horizontal than vertical.

I had arranged to use my Aunt Nancy's house. She'd OK anything but drugs and violence. No problem, we're good kids; just sex mad. Aunt Nancy is my mom's younger sister. The house had three bedroomsa, a rec room, a deck and nooks and crannys.

As days went on, we invited twelve couples. We got ten acceptances. Melody and her bf Brian, Denise and her bf Jimmy, and my bf Jeff and I were the set-up committee. We let everyone know that we'd have something organized that would be fun and different.

The night of the party, Aunt Nancy took charge as bartender (with power to cut off any who'd had too much) and I was the official hostess. I announced the game, but I counldn't call play by play because I was in it.

Each girl would be dealt a card for the order or draw from a hat full of cards with the names of the boys. They had to redraw if they got their boyfriends. Then they'd be "married" to them for the next hour. We’d have an hour intermission and do it again.

Everyone had to have a diferent partner the second time. Girls, go to your guys. Guys, you may kiss the bride.

I drew Rick, a rather tall slim guy, and Mary Jean’s bf. I hadn’t had any experience with him lately, but I’d sucked him off in eigth grade. I liked it then. I’m sure his dick is longer and stronger now.

Denise drew my bf Jeff. I think Denise has a more muscular body than Jeff but he’s good at using the muscle she’ll want.

Melody drew Bobby, one of our school’s star atheletes. I hope he fucks her brains out.

"Anyone using the bedrooms has to share" I announced.

Rick whispered that he’d like to claim a bed space ahead of the crowd. When I smiled in reaction to his pat on the ass, he said "Let’s go!" We almost ran to Aunt Nancy’s bedroom to be first on the biggest bed. We were just wearing shorts and T-shirts, so nudity came fast.

"I’d like a little of your specialty" Rich said and presented his stiff cock. I went right to my knees to suck. I gave him a lusty licking all over his cock and balls.

"This was only my specialty before I fucked" I giggled.

His cock was good sucking, and though he's considerably tyaller that I am, he got enough licks on my pussy to keep me excited. We licked a little longer and I got him up in my saddle. God! His cock was long enough to make me squeal at first stroke.

We'd just got in rhythm when another couple came in. It was Melody's Brian with a girl named Beth. They stayed off the bed for a time. Brian was standing, commenting on our fuck while Beth was on her knees sucking.

Rick and I were pumping organs pretty well when Beth was plopped down beside me. Brian was licking her cunt when she reached over and squeezed my tit. I returned the salutation. Rick squeezed her tit too. Brian mounted Beth and the whole world found out that Beth was a screamer! I'm sometimes loud, but I'm not in her league. Brian got into the tit squeezing mode on my body. All hands were full of tit most times.

I clamped my cunt on Rick and brought him off with me in an ass-banging climax that left both of us panting!

There was no room on the bed for Rick to roll off, so I held him as long as I could. Then we rolled over together and I slithered down his body and slurped on his cock and balls.

In a minute, Beth stopped screaming as she came down from her orgasm. She was soon down between Brian's legs.

Beth and I swapped cocks for a moment, but mostly sucked our own guys. Both guys groped both of us. Time to rest.

Brian asked Beth if he could fuck her ass. She wasn't very warm to the suggestion, but like me, she knew he got it from Melody. Beth said she didn't have any lubrication. Brian said he knew I'd have some. I said I'd only give it if Beth asked for it. They negotiated some and Beth finally agreed to her asshole invasion. I produced the lube from my jeans pocket and Brian applied it. He invited Rick to participate in shoving it in Beth's ass.

Brian suggested they swap cocksuckers until they were ready for action. That was good with me. I liked sucking Brian's dick well enough. We had a history. Beth was happy with Rick's cock too.

Beth was still sucking when Brian put her in position and slowly plugged her ass. Rick had revived and I wanted his hard-on in my pussy. He doggied me with a little ass fingering that was alll the excitement I wanted there at the time.

The guys came about the same time. Rick filled my pussy and Brian blasted a load up Beth's ass that helped give her another screaming orgasm.

We were fucked out and almost out of time. Our "marriages" would dissolve in ten minutes. I sucked a bit in that ten minutes and let Rick know there'd be future opportunities.

The group reassembled to party. Few wore more than underpants and a few wore nothing, Melody among them.

Jeff was very attentive to me. I'm sure he'd had a good fuck with Denise and wanted to reassure me of his affection.

The hour before our second "marriage" was spent gabbing, groping, dancing and drinking. No real heavy sex took place, but a lot of future dates were made, often with a hands-on approach.

It was time to draw new partners.

Jeff was drawn by Janet. Damn! If there's one girl I might be jealous of, it would be Janet, the blonde bombshell. I hoped Jeff would slam her hard up her ass!

I drew Rudy the Red. He's red-haired, and his face is too. He says we're practically related be cause my (divorced) father has been screwing his (divorced) mother most of the past year. We'd never had sex before, but now that the opportunity was here, we were both eager to get it on.

We kissed and squeezed. Well he squeezed more since my tits were bare and available. My aunt's bedroom was full before we got there, so we wound up in the rec room where two other couples were getting it on. We soon became oblivious to the crowd.

I was eager to get down on his cock. His skin is so light, it almost glows red! I thought he was delicious.We got in a sixty-nine for a while and I was juicy and excited when he got on me. We had a very romantic fuck that kept my legs tight on his ass and his dick pumping furiously. We both got off nicely.

"You're a noisy little fucker, aren't you, Julie?" he commented.

"Not compared to some I've heard lately" I giggled.

About that time another girl in the room started sounding off. I looked over to see Rick was fucking her. No wonder.

Rudy and I cuddled and petted for a while. Iasked if he'd give me some in the ass next round. He was surprised. I was surprised at myself. I told him what I wanted; me on my back and him kneeling, starting in my pussy and then push my legs forward and change holes when I told him to. I had him lube and finger-fuck my ass while I sucked.

It went just as I planned except that he pushed in too hard and I had to stop him for a moment. We resumed and I soon had his full length sliding up my chute. We both fingered my pussy and I had my orgasm about the time he shot his load. We kissed passionately.

God! Here was another guy I wanted a lot more of! We cuddled until our time was up. I made promises for many future fucks.

The entire mob assembled to sort themselves out and say goodnight. Everyone I saw went back to their original partners, at least for the time being. All agreed it had been a fabulous party.

Who's hosting the next orgy? No volunteers yet, but they're thinking about it.

THE END

(Note: I'm considering a sequel. More of this group or had enough of them? Tell me on the review page.)

Who,s shagging the wife, & will she like her present

afterdark9 on Sex Stories


Chapter One

The Body of this Story is about Forced Sex, & Bi Sexual Women, this section will have four chapters ,and I aim to write part two ASAP..

.If you wish to make constructive comments or send me your ideas which I could include in future stories ,please email me at ...day2here4u28@yahoo.co.uk...come on ladies, let me have your thoughts......................................................................................................................................................

I always had the fantasy of having three women in the same bed, I have given this great thought,and even discussed with my wife July, she said she did,nt want to play any part in it, but I had other ideas, so I put my idea to the other parties which were all in t

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he scheme of things, and they both said they had always fancied raping my wife...July and I did not see eye to eye any more, and like the others I also had the incling to have forced sex with her.........July was 26 years old, she worked in a College as a Gym instructor, she had a cracking figure, medium sized breasts ,that would hang firmly out of their bra, and her pussy ,what a delight, nice and tight, blonde pubic hair, and to go with that an arse which any man or woman would love to shag.... I new that July was shafting younger men at the Gym, but when it came to my turn , their was always an excuse, time of the month,Im sure you all know what I mean............

The other two in the scheme of things were women the first Cathy, she was 29 yrs, single and bi, she had a good body , with a decent pair of firm tits, I longed to get my cock between them, and I was hoping my chance was just around the corner.....Cathy was 4.7" Tall and weighed about 9.8 lbs, she also worked in the same college as July and new of her body,as they often showered together in the communial shower area,,, and then their was Mel she was 24 yrs,about 10 stone and 5.10 inches tall, like the others worked in the College computer room teaching girls from the age of 15 - 19, she was a very much a hands on teacher,and like Cathy was also bi, in fact she had recently had a little party at her flat,invited some of her pupils ,for extra cirriculum,well thats what she called it, sounds more like a young pussy party,and she got to taste all....

Im Mac, Im 29 years old,stand 6.3", and weigh around 13 stone, I am a self employed and re design gardens, make good money, and use the freedom to enjoy myself, July and I got together about 8 years ago, and we bought a second home in Cornwall, A good investment, a place we used a lot,and an ideal place for a good weekend party, the bonus about this place ,is that we were at least a mile from anyone else, no-one could here the screams...........................Cathy & Mel suggested that we organise a suprise party in Cornwall, as it was 1/2 term, they could bring some of the freindly pupils down as well ,make it look and feel totally authentic.....I was going to enjoy this.......

We decided to make it 3 days from now, which meant we half way through the half term,, I said to July about she and I having having a short break together in Cornwall, no thanks, Im going off with Giles & Richard, were off there ourselves for a Running Weekend, well a week actually, we are going to practice for the next Marathon , when are you going down I enquired, three days time, well I hope you enjoy yourself, Oh I will she said, she always teased me about my 5" Cock, She liked to tell me how she always fancied having Eight Plus Inches, but she never admitted to playing away.............

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The scene was set, but I offered to take July down to the cottage myself, telling July that I was going to go across to East Cornwall, for a week away,in the meantime Cathy had been rather sneeky,rang Giles and Richard, told them the she had booked the Cottage herself,had paid us for it,and was,nt going to give it up,and therefore the running weekend was off, they also were told that July had been called away to her parents up in Yorkshire, and she had not taken her mobile as Mac was going to buy her a new one , because hers had packed up........Cathy told me what she had done,and said that she and Mel, and four of their charges would meet us down there....Well done I said, by the way did July,s runners except all she said to them,yes she said, I further told them that July would be in touch on her return..........

Before going July and I set off, I removed her sim card out of her phone and replaced it with another, it had a block on it,so the phone was now inoperable..So we decided to set off at the crack of dawn,I was so looking forward to the time away, although I new our relationship was dying a very quick death, I still had the desire to give her a good seeing to, she was good in bed, and she had an awesome mouth for oral sex.she new exactly how to tease the cum out of your cock, and give you a lasting pleasure....but as far as I new she had never tasted or had anyone else taste her pussy(female)............

Cathy and Mel and the girls that went down with them,had already prepared the cottage ,with fresh linen, a couple of camp beds, refreshed the fridge & freezer, not forgetting the bar, and had organised a pair of real tough handcuffs,because July is very strong,and would definatly put up a fight,so we new we had to shackle both her wrists and her ankles...A ball gag & rope was also purchased, and they fastened it to the solid Oak door leading into the study area, the idea was Whilst I unpacked the car, she would go in, because she thought her lovers would be here waiting for her,and Mel Cathy & the others would sought out and bloody quick..........My cock just grew & grew with the thought of fucking my wife and especially Mel, she oozed sex appeal, and I didnt know who they had brought down with them,all I did know was they were liberated and all sexualy active, and there,s nothing like fresh pussy to ease a mans cock and desires.......

We were about 10 miles from our destination, July was fast asleep, and I sent a quick text to Cathy, telling her of our pending arrival, she aknowledged it, OK.R.&.W.(Ready & Waiting).......At the cottage we had a automatic gate installed, and as I aproached, the gate was already open, anyway I just drove up outside the house, parked the car, and July woke up, she rubbed her eyes and yawned,looked around and saw no other cars,I wonder where the boys are she said,maybe there out ,and Im sure you,ll find a note inside,guess your right, opened the door,grabbed and over night bag , and proceeded to make her way to the front door. The Cottage consisted of 3 bedrooms, 2 living rooms,Dining area large kitchen and bathrooms etc,9 rooms in all, We also had a large conservatory built in the garden.........

July hesitated as she went to open the door, whats wrong I shouted ,nothing I thought I heard someone speakiing inside,well it could be the boys I said,but where,s there car, she replied... You go on in , I,ll sort your luggage out,she opened the front door to be greeted by Mel & Cathy, by the time she realised that they were not was she was expecting, they had collered her ,with a firm grip, and attached her ankles to the shackles in bloody quick time.......She fought hard, and the fists they did fly, but with the help of the other girls present,they secured her tightly to the oak door,and even got the ball gag fixed into position...

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I then entered the room, she looked at me,in a whimpering fashion,tears running down her cheeks, I told her that I was really pissed off with her,she had been shagging Giles & Richards and others I hasten to add, an yet always turned me down ,with some feeble excuse, and this weekend I was going to fuck her good and proper,and if she new what was good for her she would not fight back,as she was NOT going to get rescued and I would have no hesitation in hurting her....she then looked at Cathy Mel & the girls, Im assuming she was wondering how in heavens name I was intending to shag them all.....

July was wearing a rather sexy outfit, and as usual no bra, her breasts did,nt need it, she had a very pretty blouse which ties at the waist,and tight jeans whiched hugged her figure and 4" heels, which always pushed her pussy out,made her crutch very proud..........

Mel , put her hand onto July,s left breast and squeezed it roughly, she cooed ,saying that she was looking forward to getting her tongue around her nipples and tasting her pussy, Cathy came over and looked at the prone body,and just licked her lips in anticipation, she took the zip on July,s jeans and slid it down, and putting fingers into the gusset of her panties, oh she,s lovely and wet ,and smells a treat, she licked her finger, and offered her middle finger out to whoever wished to lick it , one of the girls stepped forward and took Cathy,s digit ,and sucked it, I like pussy she said. Mel, yes Mac, would you please introduce me to your guests, also before I make any mistakes, are you all bi sexual, yes came the reply,we all like cock as much as pussy, so off we go .A tall girl stepped forward introducing herself as Sally, to my right is Kit,Pattie & Sue, she said that she was 18 yrs old ,Kit was 16 yrs,Pattie 15 yrs & Sue also 15yrs......Sue was about 4.2" tall and weighed around 8 stone, a had a decent figure, she sidled up to me and placed the flat of her hand over my now very hard cock, Oh she said this is just ripe for my mouth, I nearly came in my pants, but you and Pattie are both under age, as we are both 16 whilst were here ,I don,t think thats a problem...I said to Sue I will look forward to sucking her tits, she replied great....

As it was quite late ,it was decided to eat first and play later, Cathy sugested that we romove July from the door, and tie her to a chair at the dining table, this was done without any fuss, I noticed out of the corner of my left eye that Pattie began to pay attention to July,s ever increasing nipples, she open one or two of her blouse buttons, and started to twist and prime her nipples , they became very erect, whilst all this was going on, Kit came over to Pattie who was a similar size to herself, and before my eyes undid the zip on her skirt,and removed it, quickly followed by her panties..So there was me with a raging hard on, watching these two messing about , Pattie started to kiss Kit, poking her tongue into her mouth, exchanging long passionate kisses,and Kits fingers did,nt take long to trace their way down to Patties Pussy, she dipped in fingers in ,proceeded to play with her clit, her knee.s were trembling, she nearly keeled over with excitement and passion, Mel stepped into the room,announced the meal is ready,and then to Kit what are you two doing, please stop and lets sit down & eat, and we all sat down.....I was sat along side Pattie and Cathy was on my other side,we spoke about many subjects, and Pattie let her hands wander, first to my crutch and secondly to July,s who was tied to the chair along side her, and of course Pattie was still without clothing to her lower half, she just oozing sex, I placed my fingers on to her wide open pussy, oh it was beautiful, just a small amout of pubic hair ,shaped into a heart design...I had to concentrate on my meal......

July spoke to me ,and said ,Mac I assume you also want to make love to me,No I said, Im going to FUCK you, and fuck you hard, your going to regret going off with those boys , I know my cock is small compared to theirs but ,I still used to satisfy you,or was all that a lie, no she said ,she used to enjoy me,so what changed I asked her, no excitement she replied ,well you going to get some here, how do you feel about being fucked by a woman?, I never gave it any thought,although when I masturbate at home,I often think about being raped by women, it seems July that your wish and my fantasy will come true very soon. She nodded her head in agreement.. I think she was comming round to what was going to happen,not only that she excepted her fate and was aiming to go with the flow, and role play if it was required..I had not seen this side of my wife before, it gave me a glimmer of hope that we might stay together......

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We all decided that sleep was our first call, and as July was prepared to participate with our plans,there was no need to shackle her any more,Cathy had other ideas, she took July up to bed with her and Mel, and it was,nt long before I heard pleasurable pain.Pattie asked me if I would like some company, of course I said yes,who would turn down a young girls offer,of a cuddle ...Lights out and we all made our final exits..........................................When I got into bed ,I fell asleep immediatly, so no hanky panky with Pattie, there was always tomorrow..night night..zzzzzzzzzz....

I awoke at 7.30 am, Pattie was still sound asleep, I noticed she had another visitor tucked up with her,Sue had come in, in the middle of the night, I was told this at a later date....Anyway I got up, dressing gown on, andproceeded to make Breakfast for 8 people,when it was ready I rang the gong we had at the bottom of the stairs , and everyone came down and we all ate .....there seemed to be no problems with anyone including July, and she shared with us that Cathy had kissed and sucked her pussy, and she had cum in waves, and was looking forward to her pending rape.... It was a lovely day outside ,so we decided to stage our sexual roleplay out in the garden and the swimming pool.... It was agreed, that I would be a robber, with a stick (GUN) and I was going to have Kit as my sidekick, and the rule was no de-cent, so to avoid anyone getting physically hurt.... Half an hour later,Kit and I wondered off , the balance would entertain themselves and the play would begin... We all agreed that each captive would be tied up,so to increase the pleasure ,and all would be raped and abused,but not to the extent to cause any lasting harm.........The stage was set enter Me & Kit, well we found Sue sitting in a chair sunning herself, I put my hand over her mouth and told her she was mine and I was going to fuck that young pussy, she wriggled like hell, Kit took her wrists and tied them securely behind her back, she screamed, rather loud, and I gagged her....Kit fondled her exposed tits, why we doing our bit,Mel came and stopped what was going on,she had found July trying to use her mobile, to phone the boys,not only that, she also had been trying to escape, she had led us all up the garden path,she was far more crafty that I new her to be... All this wanting to join in was her way of finding out our weaknesses ,which would allow her to leave. She called me all the words under the sun, you are a fucking bastard Mac, I don,t love you,and have,nt loved for ages , not only that she had taken these and many more men to our bed when I was hard at work, well that just about did it for me, fucked you are going get fucked,and with that decission,July was returned to the Oak door and lashed tightly, I went off to find Kit,and tell her what had been going on, roleplay just got put to bed..........................

Where,s Sally, have,nt seen her since last night I asked Cathy, she,s been outside around the front of the Cottage, apparently she,s a budding artist and has been putting the finishing touches to a landscape she started sometime ago, just as we were talking about her ,she arrived into the room,anyone for sex she asked, well we had better decide what we wre going to do, After a long discussion it was a agreed that July would be 1st prize, in a little game called taste the pussy, all the girls would remove their panties and I would get to taste them all, and guess who,s pussy it was,and so-on,each person would get to taste all,and the winner would be whoever could guess all the pussies correct, the only thing was that I would not get to fuck July, I got to fuck the least correct girl... I did,nt mind, the thought of tasting and sampling 6 pussies would be pleasure enough... Each of the girls took off there panties and lay on the floor ,the first pussy taster ME, was blind folded, and off we went, All these little honey pots , I ve never had so much enjoyment for years, my tongue darted in and out, just like a Humming Bird collecting pollen, they all tasted so fresh and smelt like Channel No 69,,, I named names ,someone wrote it down , and before you new it, I had come to the end of the line, I wanted seconds, No they said. Next Sally was put into the room blind folded , and she and all the other tasters ,got to do their bit, everyone had to shuffle their places so no one could be next dopor to the same person twice.........

Well after everyone had finished, we collated the results, I came last ,I could get any of them correct, the winner was Mel, followed by Sally ,Cathy,Pattie ,, Kit & Sue had exactly the same score, So I had the pleasure of two in the bed, well you cannot grumble about last place.............Mel strolled over to where July was hanging , and eased her fingers into July,s gusset, pulled to panty crutch to one side and dipped her fingers into her wet cunt, she drew them out ,sucked two herself and placed the remainder into July,s mouth, and then closed in her mouth and started to kiss her neck , she dropped July down off her frame, and re-attached her cufflinks and proceeded to take her into the lounge area, and pushed her on to a day bed we put in there.Mel started to remove July,s clothing, as she took her blouse off she grabbed hold of her breasts and squeezed them tightly,July Pained, she did not like that, Mel said to Pattie & Sally, if they would mind completing the task of removing all clothing, they did it very quickly, and just testing the pussy as well, Mel had ,had to go upstairs to get he strap-on, she was going to enjoy fucking Mac,s hoare, well thats what she called her... She also sugested that Cathy join her in the delicate art of shagging, a fighting woman, we all left them to it, but I must agree it was a pleasure to hear my wife (X), moaning with the Pain they were inflicting on her arse, I counted 6 noisy orgasms within about 10 mins, so a good time must of been had, ................................I will continue this story at a later date, I hope to complete it within the next two weeks,Im currently woking on two others as well, if you wish to share your thoughts on this,then Im happy to listen day2here4u28@yahoo.co.uk Please email me, thankyou M

Weekend Indulgence...Part 1...Friday Night...

tygress on Love Stories


Epilogue:   They met a hotel party not to long ago and wanted something more but couldn’t be together due to her tragedy and his issue of trust. Her loss of her fiancé just a year ago sent her heart into a black hole but as a woman her body needed to feel the touch of a man. He was a big time lawyer in a big firm with all money and power but no happiness in his life because of his lack of trust. Could they be what each other needed or was their meeting just a chance to release their sexual tensions. After a few meetings he decided to ask her away for a weekend getaway in the Pocono’s she was reluctant to go but her body yearned for him, so she b

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roke all her rules and decided to take him up on his offer.


Friday Night


He arrived at her house at 7:00 pm that night and knocked on the door. As she opened the door his gaze was transfixed on her face with a smile that would melt her heart away. They walked to his car discussing what route they would take to the hotel where they first met, he was hoping for the pleasure she would have given him that night if they weren’t at the party. After the long drive they where going to the elevator to the third floor to room 313 where they were that night and all the magic had happened. As they where about to enter the elevator he asked her to hold on he forgot something special in the car. When he came back he was carrying a bottle of already chilled Moet. She asked if he had this planned but he just gave he that puppy dog smile that he had gave her that night they met. She smiled and let out a small laugh as they entered the elevator. On the way up the elevator suddenly jolted and stopped. They looked at each other laughed and the phone rang, it was the hotel attendant he explained that there was a malfunction in the system and they couldn’t open the doors. They looked at each other laughed, what where they to do? So he suggested since they were going to sit there they might as well drink the Moet before it got warm. She agreed so they began to drink it out of the bottle, the bottle was half gone when she started feeling promiscuous and staring at him, she wanted him so bad and as their conversation went on her body started heating up. She couldn’t take the sexual tension in her body anymore she bent over started kissing him with such passion, her chest was slightly showing he could see the curves of her breast which started to build an erection. The kiss deepened as she gently pushed him to the floor and climbed on top of him. His hands slid up the back of her shirt, fingers’ circling around her spine the tickling was giving her a sensation down to the bottom of her leg. His hands making there way to the front of her body as the kiss intensified. He slowly turned her over to lay her on her back; he kissed her gently down her neck, unbuttoning buttons as his lips followed to reveal her pulsating breast. Nudging and nibbling her nipples till them where hard and erect. He made his way down her stomach to the lining of her skirt, sliding his tongue under the material, tickling her skin as she let out a small moan. He slid her skirt down her legs and dropped it to the floor. Kissing his way up her leg, over her thigh ending at her belly button. Sliding his hand up to pull her panties down and throwing them to the floor. Gliding his tongue up through the inner leg till he reached her moisten spot. Looking up meeting her gaze, he buried his head into her wet, hot forest, licking and sucking making her body twitch in excitement. She let out a slight moan. Teasing her clit with his finger, getting her wetter and hotter. She wanted him inside her with his hard bulging cock, pulling him up to her face by his hair, kissing him with such passion. He was inside her starting in a slow motion, making her whim, starting to go into a faster motion. Going oh so deep inside her wet sensual spot, making her more excited. She wanted to give all of herself to him; she wanted to let out the explosion that was trapped inside her. Sweat glistened down his body from the heat; he wanted to give her everything he had in him. She started to moan louder and louder as he went faster and faster. He said “Give your self to me.” She quickly rolled him over Sitting up she positions herself over his cock, looking into his eyes that are wild with passion as her own is filled with lust of this long hard cock, she lowers herself down on his cock, feeling it fill her up completely. Slowly as she rocks her hips feeling his cock moving around inside of her tight pussy, she begins licking and sucking her nipples and breasts. Moving her hips up and down she begins to ride him like a bull, as he drives his hips up to meet hers pounding deep into her pussy. After a few minutes of that she lies on his chest and slides up and down his cock sliding in and out of her pussy slowly. He rolls over on top of her, sliding in between her legs and starts thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy, causing her to gasp each time it goes all the way in. Her hands start grabbing at his chest as her body is filled with ecstasy feeling this thick cock sliding in and out of her. Once again changing position she gets on her hands and knees as he positions himself behind her and starts slowly at first sliding his cock in and out of her dripping wet pussy, increasing speed to start pounding her again. Her moans and gasps for air as the power of his thrusts and the size of his cock bring her close to cumming again. Moving his hands from her ass to her hips he thrusts in deeper, causing her body to shake once again with another orgasm. Collapsing on the floor she tries to catch her breath as he gets behind her sliding his cock back inside her pussy.

As the time gets later, they continue to lovingly fondle each other, the thrust of his cock become slower and more passionately as he nibbles on her neck and plays with her breasts. After they both experience pleasure again, cumming for each other, he holds her close cock still buried deep inside of her pussy. Kissing her cheek he looks at her and smiles’ knowing that being with her is the best choice he's ever made. She stood up to get dressed and as she did the elevator jolted once again and started moving up as the doors opened they stood there with smiles on their faces, when the attendant asked them if they were okay and told them their night in the hotel was free all they could do was look at each other and laugh. As they walked to their room, she says “Now the real fun begins!”

Brief Encounters………………………..

Lizzie on Sex Stories

Brief Encounters………………………..

Giselle stepped out of the shower and wrapped a large thick towel around her body as she walked back into her hotel bedroom. She had already decided what to wear, a crimson red silk micro mini with spaghetti straps. Giselle liked the way the scooped neckline showcased her 34DD tits. She completed her attire with 3/ ½” red sling back pumps. Giselle stood in front of a full length mirror after she had dressed for a final inspection. The top of her dress just covered her full round tits while the bottom hung just 6” inches below her firm ass. Giselle loved the way she looked in the dress, the dress was semi-sheer, but so was the lining. You could barely see her dark nipples through the l

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ayers of silk. She had decided on no panties, they would be more obvious than nothing at all; Giselle religiously had regular bikini waxes, so no dark pubic hair shadows. She wore her wavy black hair up; it looked more sophisticated that way. She complemented her ensemble with diamond earrings and tennis bracelets and bright red lipstick. With her busy career as a buyer for a major department store, and one divorce under her belt at the age of 28, Giselle had no time or patience for dating. Marriage had taught her that she tired easily of monogamous long term relationships. During her first year of marriage, she had two affairs, one with a man and another with a married woman. On her way out the door, she grabbed her red satin evening bag, filled with her make up and condoms. Giselle arrived at the address that had been E-mailed to her. She had joined and internet swinging club and this was her first try. She was relived that the house was in what seemed an exclusive neighborhood. She parked her rented car, and walked up to the house, rang the door bell and after what seemed like an eternity, a well dressed older gentleman answered the door and led her in. She followed him in to the large room, there were about 40-50 people drinking and socializing and did not seem to notice her entrance. The lighting was fairly dim, the music soft. She immediately went up to the bar and asked for a glass of white wine. The bartender smiled and accommodated her immediately. While she sat there enjoying her wine, the woman next to her handed her a small glass tray and a straw. Giselle snorted the two remaining lines on the tray and thanked the woman. Giselle began to feel no pain with the wine and the coke she had ingested. As she sat at the bar, with her long legs crossed her short skirt left her with very little discretion. She had captured the attention of a man across the room as she sat down and crossed her legs. He walked up to her, took her hand in his hands and kissed her manicured fingers. Giselle was impressed with how handsome he was, a little older than she liked them, but very distinguished with a little grey at the temples. He ordered a drink, stood at the bar talking to Giselle. She noticed he had piercing blue eyes, and possessed a sexy voice. She guessed him at about 45, but she could tell by the way his tux fit him; he had not skipped many trips to the gym. He began to rub his hand slowly up and down her milky white thigh. He suggested they go out to the terrace for some air, Giselle second the motion, grabbed her purse and he led her by the hand to a secluded candle lit area outside the party. He wasted no time in sweeping her up in his arms and kissing her. She reciprocated and sucked on his long warm tongue. Giselle could feel his dick stiffen as they kissed and he caressed her ass. She pulled away from him slightly and pulled the straps of her dress down revealing her large round breasts and nipples now erect from the night air. He wasted no time in caressing and sucking them. He began to kiss her again and nibble on her left ear, driving her absolutely crazy. “I want to suck and fuck you until you come” he groaned in her ear as he lowered her to a long wooden bench in the garden. As he pushed her legs apart the bottom of her dress rode up to reveal her smooth pussy. His nose slowly went up and down her slit, and finally she could feel his delicious hot wet tongue rubbing her clit. Within a few minutes Giselle was coming hard and moaning aloud. Her escort stood up and unzipped his fly freeing his thick erect cock. Giselle grabbed her purse and removed a condom from her large supply. She quickly applied it to his stiff member. He mounted her immediately; fucking her with quick hard strokes. Giselle rubbed her clit bringing her to a second climax, squeezing his cock as he rammed her cunt until he came. When they were through, she went back to the party for more……………….

Kelly's sexy schoolgirl panties - chapter 1

emily on Teen Stories

CHAPTER 1

Kelly Johnson was a little tease. At the age of 18, she had already managed to earn herself a lot of extra pocket money by doing little sexual favours for several older gentlemen in her neighbourhood, but she knew she could earn more – much more. It started with her paper round, and at Christmas when she put little cards through all the doors wishing everyone a Merry Xmas, luv from Kelly. She didn’t really give a shit whether they had a merry Xmas or not, but it did remind them that she had delivered their papers, and it often prompted them into leaving a tip for her. So early December off she went on her bike with a bagful of cards to deliver. She enjoyed biking round her neighbourhood to do her paper round. It was much quicker than walking, and there was the ad

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ded bonus of being able to upset all the businessmen by letting them see her panties and then cycling off quick. She always wore very short skirts, even in the wintertime, and deliberately let them ride up whenever she saw one on his way to the station. There was one in particular, Mr Pervy she called him, who always left his house at 8 o’clock exactly. Kelly used to try to be cycling towards him just after he left his house every day. She didn’t always make it, but when she did it was real fun. He would pretend not to notice her, but she could see him desperately trying to look up her skirt. All he ever got was a quick flash of her knickers as she shot past, and she knew he would have done anything to get a longer look. As she rode into The Avenue, with her long blonde hair blowing behind her in the wind, she saw the old bloke at number 13 getting out of his car and went into the drive to give him his card. He looked pleased to see this small, beautiful blonde girl coming to see him, and she remembered that last year he had given her a very generous £5. Better be nice to him. Kelly gave him his card and wished him a rather early Merry Christmas. How kind, he said, and asked her how she was doing at school. Kelly got back on her bike and sat there chatting to him, telling him how well she'd done in her exams. As she sat there, with one foot on the pedal and one on the floor for balance, she saw him looking at her legs, trying to look up her skirt. Dirty old bugger, she thought, but instead of sitting on her bike a bit more modestly, she slowly moved her left leg so that he could see further up her skirt. It was about 5 o'clock, and dark, but his drive was well lit by the sodium street light outside. Kelly had started her round straight after school and was still wearing her uniform. She knew the effect it had on the men, and she enjoyed that. The school she went to was very traditional over uniform, and although a lot of the girls wanted to wear trousers, the head wouldn't move on the issue. Kelly reckoned he just liked seeing young girls in their school uniform. So there she was, wearing her grey pleated skirt, little white socks, blue blouse and school tie. It wasn’t any of these that Jim Marsham was interested in now though. As her left leg moved further and further out, Jim became more and more aware that her white cotton panties were becoming visible. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. This beautiful blonde angel of a young girl was sitting on his drive on a bicycle, and he could see right up her skirt. What was more, she didn’t seem to be aware of the fact. He tried to keep her talking as long as possible, worried that she would just cycle away to the next house, and also that she might notice his frequent furtive glances between her legs. He was saying anything that came into his head just to keep her there. How things were when he went to school, all those years ago, how things had changed, and how lonely he was since his wife had died. And all the time he kept glancing at the taut white cotton between Kelly's legs, his cock stiff in his trousers. He thought he could just make out her labia, and he longed to touch her, to put his fingers inside her warm moist panties, to press his old face up against her cunt, even just to sniff those panties. Kelly wriggled her little bum on the saddle and decided to shock the old chap. "Mr Marsham, are you trying to look up my skirt?" Jim was horrified. So she had noticed after all. What was he to do? "No no my dear. I was just looking at your bicycle. Is it new?" He realised this was pretty lame as soon as he said it, but it was too late. How the hell could he get out of this now? He could almost see the girl's parents at his front door, and the policeman asking him awkward questions about what he had been doing. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. Kelly wasn’t really sure what to do next, but she wondered if she could get some money out of him. She had already managed to earn a few pounds by letting men touch her inside her bra, and even once or twice up her skirt, but she'd never let them go beyond the touching. It hadn't always been easy stopping them mind, and she remembered going into one man's garage and letting him touch her breasts for £5. He put his hands inside her blouse and rubbed her breasts, but then as she felt his cock going hard against her leg, he had forcibly pinned her against the garage wall and started kissing her hard. His tongue was darting all round her mouth, but worse still his hands had moved from her breasts and were lifting up her skirt. All of a sudden he had both his hands inside her knickers and he was groping her, trying to open her legs so that he could put his oily fingers inside her cunt. Kelly knew how to look after herself though, and a quick hard kick in the balls soon had him off her. She needed more money than this though for the lifestyle she was into. Her pocket money went nowhere, and the odd £5 didn't help a great deal now either. She had to stay cool. "Mr Marsham, I know you were looking up my skirt, and I don’t think my Dad would be very pleased if I told him." "Silly little girl", said Jim, " I'm old enough to be your grandfather. How dare you accuse me of something like that? I think we should tell your father, so he knows what a liar you are." This was much better. He'd gained his composure now, and he felt sure that he could bluff his way out of this one. Kelly was a bit floored though. She'd been half thinking of blackmailing him, but she thought it could all go horribly wrong and backfire on her. Who would they believe? What proof had she got? As she thought about all this, she realised that it wasn’t going to work, but she also had an idea. Blackmail would be a great way of earning her a lot of money, but she had to get it right. It had to be something serious, and it had to be something she could prove. She knew in a flash what to do. "I'm sorry, Mr Marsham. I must have made a mistake. I hope I haven't embarrassed you." This was music to his ears. She hadn’t really seen him looking after all. He was in the clear. Relief, oh great relief. "To tell you the truth, Mr Marsham, I was actually half hoping you had been looking up my skirt. I don’t seem to be able to get a boyfriend, and it was sort of nice to be getting some attention. I'd better go now, and I'm very sorry to have made such a fool of myself." Kelly looked near to tears. She was a bright girl, already very well able to understand men, and she had a pretty good idea how this conversation would continue. She was right, and Jim was about to be drawn into her plans like a fly to a spider's web. "That's alright my dear. Don’t cry now. Dry your eyes on my handkerchief." She had him where she wanted him. "Would you mind getting me a glass of water please"? Jim said of course he didn’t mind, and went round to the back of the house to the kitchen. Kelly followed him round with her bike. She stood just outside the door, rubbing her eyes to remove a piece of grit which in reality didn’t exist at all. As he came out of the kitchen with the glass of water, she started crying, saying her eye was hurting and could he get the grit out. Jim was pleased to help her of course, suspecting nothing, and still feeling very sorry for this poor girl who had no boyfriend. What a waste he thought. As she lifted her face to his, she opened her big blue eyes wide and pressed her breasts against him. She felt his prick stiffening against her and she knew he was hooked. She moved her right hand slowly but very surely to the bulge in his trousers and rubbed it gently. "You find me attractive don’t you", she whispered. "Tell me I'm not ugly".

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I learned John has always fantasized being with another man, however I knew very little of this, with my sticking a finger up his ass about as close as he have got. John is 6’ 3”. I am Cheryl and 5’ 3” with firm boobs. One day we got home from work and had eaten dinner before settling in front of TV.

I changed into my mini skirt that hardly covers my ass and a tight fitting top that with no bra John could see the outline of my hot nipples. The doorbell rang. I jumped to answer the door. It was a student, Brent from school who I had invited to lend him a book, or so I told John. Brent is shorter than John, around 6’ tall. John has heard stories about how Brent, who is 17 years old, is sexy looking and has a way with the ladies.

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ould tell Brent was excited to see my nipples protruding from my top. Just as we were starting to talk John’s phone rang and he was called away. It was a job so he left Brent and me in the house. He was return in an hour. It was annoying being on call but an hour’s work was too good to turn down. He knew I appreciated the money. When John returned all was quiet, with the living room empty. I appeared behind him, now in a pink sexy shirt.

I had a reward for John. He thought Brent must have his book and left. I led him to the bedroom. I asked. “How much do you want a blow job John? John will you please me first?” He smiled as I kissed him passionately on the lips, before putting my finger on his mouth and opening the bedroom door. He wasn't expecting what came next! On our bed was young Brent, handcuffed, blindfolded with an erection that had to be at least 7" long. I found out John wanted to masturbate him for me. I didn’t know he fantasized sex with a guy.

I looked at Brent, smiled and said, “You have waited patiently, now for the blow-job I promised you.” Brent's prick bounced in anticipation. His prick glistened with pre-cum. I said, “You said you’d do anything, go-ahead John please me to earn your reward.” With this I took John’s hand and placed it on Brent’s prick, and started to slowly move it up and down his hard young prick, now pointing straight upwards.

After 30 seconds or so I left John masturbating Brent’s prick and put my hands on the back on John’s neck and pushed him down towards his erect young prick. I sucked John’s prick into my mouth, with the taste of his pre-cum spreading around my mouth. I often had John taste his pre-cum by licking the tip of his prick and then sticking my tongue into his mouth.

He sometimes tasted it after a blowjob or sucked it out of my cunt. John has never tasted another man’s sperm. I liked it. I didn’t have to force John to suck Brent’s prick. I sat next to the bed, smiling at John as he sucked this young prick. John’s prick stiffened in his pants.

My robe was parted and I had 2 fingers inside my cunt as John licked up and down Brent's young erect prick. John obviously enjoyed the taste of Brent’s prick. His hips rose as he thrust his prick into John’s mouth. I knew he was close to ejaculating. John took Brent’s prick out of his mouth and went down to his balls, taking each one into his mouth and sucking his testicles that is one of my favorites things to do to John. Brent moaned, his pleasure mounting. John got both balls into his mouth, which I could see tightening. I had my dildo out plunging in into my cunt. I tried to be as quiet as possible, biting my lip to stop the moans. This was too much for John. He took Brent's prick back into his mouth and sucked harder.

John seemed to enjoy the taste of pre-cum from Brent’s prick. I want John to taste Brent’s sperm. John sucked Brent’s young prick back into his mouth. Suddenly Brent’s hips rose. He moaned and ejaculated in John’s mouth. His sperm hit the back of John’s throat and kept spewing as he tried to swallow all he could of Brent’s hot sperm. Sperm started to overflow and flow down his prick and Johns chin, there was no way he could swallow this torrent of warm sperm.

John took Brent’s prick out of his mouth and started to clean his soft prick. I had an intense orgasm, silencing myself on a cushion as my body quivered. My toy penetrated my cunt. With Brent's prick now limp, I stood and motioned for John to wait in the other bedroom. I got rid of Brent so John could get his reward. John left the room, catching a last glimpse of Brent's young prick.

John had his prick hard for my return to fulfill my duty. I returned, minus the robe, and gave John my best blowjob ever. I milked his prick dry. As John drifted off, I whispered in his ear, “Next time Brent will want sex with you. Will you please me John?”

We kissed tasting John’s sperm. We couldn’t wait for Brent’s return. My surprise making John blow my student, I decided it was time John slept with a man. I’ve often thought about this. I never imagined I’d be the one to encourage him. I love seeing John suck Brent's young prick and sperm. I had huge orgasms thinking about John sucking another man’s prick, drinking his sperm and loving it. We talked about John getting fucked by Brent.

We couldn't see this happening so I made excuses to Brent and he didn't return, or he wouldn't until John wanted to suck his prick again! We searched online and found Brad, who was 5’ 8” and 17 years old, although his prick is not as big as Brent's, but at 51/2” it wasn't too small either.

We agreed to meet Thursday, and being Tuesday this didn't leave us time to prepare. I could tell by the look on John’s face I wouldn't get rest tonight! I took John to the bedroom and he stripped me, his prick starting to stiffen. I pushed him on the bed and told John to close his eyes while I changed. John didn't see why but he didn’t argue. He couldn’t wait to see what I planned for him to do with another boy.

I told him to keep his eyes closed. “Open your mouth John,” I ordered. When he opened his eyes and what a sight showed up for him! There were my exposed perfect pert breasts, completely naked on top of him with a strap-on around my waist, and the other end in his mouth. “You enjoyed sucking prick so much I thought I'd better get one for myself for you to suck,” I exclaimed as I thrust more of my prick into his mouth. This wasn't as big as Brent's prick. I took the prick out of his mouth and moved to his waist.

I sucked John’s prick. I slowly licked my way down him, drooling slightly. I moved my hand up and started rubbing his balls. Boy did this feel hot. He jerked but the pleasure of my mouth around his prick kept me hot. I felt him stiffen. Before John knew what was happening, my hips neared his. “Lets get you some practice for next week,” I instructed as I pushed the tip of my dildo into John’s asshole. It hurt and he yelled out for me to stop, but I was determined. “John get used to this because you will be fucked with a real prick later,” I screamed, and pushed my fake prick deep into his asshole.

The pain sub-sided as his prick grew harder. I felt me push into me. I took this as a sign and picked up the pace, ramming all 7” into John’s ass. After what felt like forever I pulled out, lifting John’s legs I entered him again. I had access to his prick. John supported me by massaging my breasts. I began masturbating him. Deeper and deeper I kept going, before I felt him stiffen and explode all over himself. The first spurt of sperm hit John in his face.

Streams of sperm covered him as I continued to fuck him. I pulled my fake prick out of him and started rubbing my fake prick all over him. I gathered John’s sperm on it before straddling his face and making him clean my toy. He sucked my toy clean, again having a prick and sperm in his mouth.

He held me. “Tomorrow,” I said, “will be for real.” Work passed quickly. When John got home I was already home, and had changed into my white robe.

The excitement on my face is clear. I bounced at the idea of seeing John fucked by another guy. He went to the bedroom and I followed him. As he entered the bedroom there was Brad, naked on our bed. “John I hope you don't mind but I arranged for Brad to come early so I could warm him up.” I took off my robe and revealed my cunt. I had been fucked and sperm dripped. I wasted no time undoing John’s pants releasing his prick.

Brad looked on in anticipation. John was erect in seconds, at which point I got up and took him to the bed, laying him down next to a naked young Brad. John’s hand reached over and rubbed his prick. It may have been shorter than Brent's but it was thicker and felt like a brick. It was so hard. Brad’s sucked my breast and I moaned, approaching an orgasm as my mind was in overtime. John moved to get a closer look at Brad's prick.

He took the tip into his mouth, tasting my juices on it. “That’s not what we are here for,” I said as I motioned for Brad to get into position.

John could feel Brad’s prick pushing in him. He pushed forward and John had his first prick inside him. His ass was stretched but my cunt distracted this pain. More of Brad's prick entered John before he felt the whole length of his prick in him. Then Brad started to pick up a rhythm and was fucking John’s ass. John’s prick bounced against the sheets as I moaned and released a torrent of my cum into his mouth. I begged for a prick to fill me. John moved me underneath him and put his prick into me, with Brad still fucking him from behind. It was difficult but we managed to get the hang of it.

All 3 of us were as one, Brad fucking John, John fucking me. The pleasure was immense and after no time at all I felt John ejaculating in me. He filled my cunt while I moaned harder than before, shaking in ecstasy. John and I finished, but Brad was still as hard as a rock in John’s ass.

Brad turned John over and lifted his legs, raising his ass for his pleasure, before moving me over John’s mouth. John sucked his sperm out of me. Brad continued to fuck John’s ass like a machine. I could feel John’s prick begin to stiffen again as sperm trickled out of my cunt into his mouth. Brad's motion changed. A torrent of sperm rushed up inside John, load after load of sperm filling his ass, as Brad slowed and collapsed on top of John.

Now it was John’s turn, so he rolled Brad onto his back and fucked him hard until he ejaculated into his young tight ass while I collapsed from exhaustion. I promised John that we would find other boys for us to have sex with. I will write about our adventures in another segment of our bi-sexual times.

riding shotgun (revised)

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My name is Chase and I'm 24 yrs old. The following events occured during my senior year of college.

It was fall break, and I was happier than I could ever remember. The previous year I met a knock-out named Amy in one of my classes at college, and actually convinced her to marry me. The courtship is long and boring so let us indulge in the important details. Amy is a petite (5'4") beauty. She has blonde hair, blue eyes, a deadly smile, a great ass, breasts that sway just enough when she bends over, and a sense of goodness that I can't explain in words, but infects everyone with whom she comes in contact. The best part was that we were going to spend the break in my home town, and everyone that wasn't at the wedding was going to see me with my beautiful new bride.

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e town is relatively small, so there isn't a whole hell of a lot to do. After being blugoned with this boredom for 3 days, Amy and I resulted to drastic measures and decided to go to a football game at my old high school. It actually started out as a kind of fun evening. I got to see some old friends(all commented on my gorgeous bride). Amy and I snuck in some vodka. And Amy did me the favor of wearing one of my favorite outfits, a light-blue baby tee, with a short white tennis skirt, and light blue thong. All in all it was shaping up to be a pretty good night. That is, until halftime.

At halftime i went to the concession stand to fetch some more mix for our vodka, and when i returned that's when i saw him. Dave Jenkins. Dave, the asshole that gave me shit all through high school. The same asshole that kicked the shit out of me on a daily basis, and made me feel like a wimp all the time. The same asshole that fucked my prom date in my car, and then told the entire school about it, was sitting next to my wife, and worse yet, she was laughing at something that he was saying.

Well Dave helped himself to our vodka, and one thing led to another. Amy, being so nice, insisted that Dave was too drunk, and volunteered us to drive dave to his house...20 miles away. I was reluctant, but she was right. He had drank alot, and I figured I should be the bigger man, and keep him from killing himself or anyone else unlucky enough to be on the road. When we got to the car, however, that's when things took a turn for the worse.

When we got to the car i realized that the back seat was full of mine and Amy's suit cases, among other things. Dave offered to sit on Amy's lap, but this was an obvious joke, because his massive (6'4") frame would crush her. The only option was for Amy to sit on his lap. I was not at all happy about this, but there were no other options. I thought we might have enough gas to make the trip to Dave's and back to my family's house, but i didn't want to risk it, so i decided to stop and fill up he tank. This was the biggest mistake of my life.

As i was pumping the gas i saw dave whispering to amy, and saw amy shifting what i thought was uncomfortably in her seat. I figured that he was saying something true to his asshole personality, and i shrugged it off, and got back in the car. As we were leaving the gas station amy BLASTED the radio up to some dance number. She started dance grinding on dave's lap. This made me furious, but i didn't want to speak out and seem jelous. I kept feeling something tickling my ankle, but was too busy steaming to check it out. Amy now began humming along with the clapping beat of the music. What was this goddamned thing tickling my ankle. I turned the interior light and my heart sunk like a rock to my stomach.

The thing tickling my ankle was amy's baby blue thong. I looked at them. Amy wasn't humming she was moaning. The clapping wasn't the beat of the song, it was daves thighs slapping against my wife's ass. his huge cock was stuffed in her hairless pussy, and she was bouncing up and down on what must have been twice as much dick as i could ever provide. Dave just looked at me and smiled. Amy wouldn't even look at me. I was embarassed, furious, in shock, but most of all i was broken.

I hit the brakes, and managed to wimper amy's name. Dave said that if i didn't keep driving he would kick my ass just like old times.  I knew that he was serious, and there was nothing that i could do about it.  He could pummel me for hours on this back road before anyone passed by, so i drove, and tried my hardest not to let them see my crying. Before we got to his house dave took it to another level. He lifted amy's shirt up, exposing her swaying tits, and just started jack-hammering her pussy with his massive meat. Her tits were flailing everywhere, and the sound of her moans coupled with the sound of flesh slapping flesh was like hell's bells to me. Amy began screaming.  She had never made these sounds with me.  Dave began encouraging her by saying stuff like, "You like this big cock don't you bitch." and "Your pussy-ass husband can't fuck you like this can he?"  Dave's comments were horrible and humiliating, but, if it's possible, amy's responses were even worse.  Amy began yelling things like "Yes, i love your cock.  I want it forever!" and "No, his little dick can never do this to me!" and finally "Pound me like that wimp can't!  FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"  I couldn't believe what she was saying, i didn't want to.  Finally both of their bodies tensed.  He came in her, overflowing her cunt, just as we entered his driveway.  Dave looked at me with a smile too pompous for words, and said, "Thanks for your wife faggot."

I was ready to berate my wife as soon as dave got out of the car, but she said "sorry baby.", and I watched through tear-filled eyes as she got out with him.

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My wife Joy and I have always enjoyed reading letters and stories about a lifestyle we have found to be exciting for both of us. That life style is wife sharing. I truly enjoy sharing Joy with other men while she enjoys the excitement and sex from many different partners.

Until recently I have found and offered her to most of her partners, mostly my friends. We have lost count of how many different men she has had sex with but it has been over 75 in the 20 years of our marriage. On one trip to Florida we visited an on premise swing club and Joy had sex with seven different men in one night. All of the men were total strangers and fucked her several times. We never knew three of the men's names but that was OK because in the large mattress room everyone
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is considered fair game.

Because we enjoy hearing from other couples who enjoy spouse sharing we decided to share our experiences also. As I stated I really get into sharing, especially watching Joy having sex with other men. She is currently dating three men on a regular basis. In fact she is taking a shower for a date with Tom, a friend I introduced her to, so later I'll be getting what I enjoy most, 'sloppy seconds'.

Knowing Tom what I'll really be getting is very sloppy fourths or fifths. He always screws her several times and fills her with very large loads of thick cum. Two weeks ago Tom picked Joy up at our house to take her dancing.

Joy was running late and was still in the shower when Tom arrived so being a good host I offered him a drink. Our talk soon turned to sex, or more appropriately sex with Joy. Tom told me that he and Joy had incredible sex together. He said Joy was able to keep him hard after his first climax and that he almost always shot two loads before resting. I told him that Joy had told me that she enjoyed fucking him and that she said he had to hold his hand over her mouth on several occasions to muffle her excitement.

Tom laughed and said that what Joy had told me was true. He said that Joy always wanted his first load in her mouth or pussy but then she wanted him to fuck her ass. I told Tom she really enjoyed Greek so long as the guy's cock wasn't so large it hurt but that I wasn't into that very much so his help was appreciated.

Tom asked if I had ever actually seen Joy getting it in the ass from another man and I told him that I had not only seen her but that I had a tape of her being fucked in the pussy and ass at the same time. He asked if he could see the tape. I said sure and placed the tape in the VCR.

We were watching the tape when Joy came downstairs to join us. She took a seat between Tom and myself and greeted Tom with a very passionate kiss. The TV screen was filled with Joy's image being fucked in the missionary position. "Looks like you boys are enjoying
the movie." She said placing her hand on Tom's cock.

"I'm waiting to see you getting sandwiched," Tom said. Looking at the screen a few moments Joyce said, "It won't be long before we're joined."

"Looks like you're already joined," Tom said.

"Joined hell! It looks like he's trying to climb inside," I said.

"He was. And I loved it," Joy said.

We all laughed and I heard the unmistakable sound of Tom's zipper be-being pulled down.

I continued to watch the tape while from the corner of my eye I saw Joy's head move to Tom's lap. I knew she had engulfed his cock.

"Oh God!" Tom said softly.

I got up to get my Nikon.

When I returned Joy had gotten Tom's trousers off and was keeling between his legs. Tom's cock showed wet as Joy's mouth engulfed it with her eager mouth. I was taking as many snapshots as I could hoping I wouldn't run out of film before I captured Tom's release.

I had taken 10 or 12 photos when Tom's body stiffened. Without releasing her mouth lock on Tom's cock Joy began to jack him harder. She knew he was ready and wanted him to release everything. I positioned myself to capture the moment.

I had just settled into position when Tom began shooting his load. I knew Joyce would swallow it. She always says she has never tasted bad cum. Some better than others perhaps, but never bad. She never spits the cum out and always laps up any spills. I have a very neat wife.

Joy swallowed Tom's initial blast but almost choked as he shot his second. I snapped the shutter just as a very thick glob of white cum flowed out of Joy's mouth and around Tom's cock. It was so thick that it seemed to make no effort to run down the shaft and Tom was already shooting another glob into Joy's mouth.

She managed to swallow most of the remainder of Tom's load then releasing her mouth hold on his cock she licked the glob of cum that was still clinging to Tom's shaft. I have a photo of her as her tongue laps at the white fluid and another of Joy showing it on her tongue. Joy swallowed this last bit of Tom's cum then said, "Just like Maxwell House coffee. Good to the last drop."

We all laughed.

The tape had already ended when Joy went into the bathroom to get a warm wash cloth to clean Tom's cock. "We'll watch the tape again when you two get home." I told Tom as Joy cleaned his cock. When she had finished she turned and kissed me. I could taste Tom's cum in her mouth. "I'm going to fuck both of you when we get home." Joy said to me as Tom pulled his pants on.

 Tom and I would like to keep our ID secrete since we both work and in the public eye, my wife on the other hand, hopes you'll send her some hot e-mails at easylady644@yahoo.com.
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