No sooner had Vincent closed the bathroom door behind him than it hit me like a ton of brinks. “What the hell did I do? Here I am laying in the middle of the washroom nude covered with sweat just having finished being fucked hard in my pussy by my daughter's boyfriend. This had to be some kind of dream. But it couldn't have been a dream. I felt a glow all over my body I had never felt before after Paul had fucked me. I was even thinking fucked instead of having sex. I had to admit the forceful way Vincent had taken me was a turn on. That's when I realized my fingers were pushing into my pussy and rubbing my clit.

Darn I couldn't stay here all evening I thought. I got to get downstairs again. I started to sit up to get up when suddenly the bathroom door opened again. “Fuck it's true. You are waiting for us. I thought Vincent was crazy when he came over and whispered in my ear you were upstair hot to be controled and fucked.” One of the boys from downstairs from the party. I didn't know if he was my daughter Sandra's friends or Vincent's friends.

I looked up at the handsome tall dark haired young man. He looked to be about six feet tall wearing a pair of dress pants and dress shirt and barefooted. He was messaging a lump in the front of his dress pants. Then I noticed I was licking my lips. Wow he looked so hot. “Yea I can see you want me slut. Get over here and take my pants off.” He said.

I crawled over to the hot looking man. I didn't even know his name but wanted him. I looked up as he stripped out of his dress shirt revieling his tanned, brown, smooth muscular chest. I reached up and undid the top of his pants. He looked down on me as I unzipped his pants. His delicius looking at least eight inch cock poped out slapping my cheek. “Suck that dick bitch.” He whispered loudly.

Without a second thought I opened my mouth and took his large cock head into my mouth. Then I felt his large hands on each side of my head as he held it and ramed that cock down my throat. This time I didn't gag like I had with Vincent. His balls slapped against my bottom lip. Then he pulled it out of my mouth until only his cock head was in my mouth and rammed it down my throat again. He did this over and over again. “Fuck that throat was made for cock. I never felt a throat around my cock before. That Vince sure knew how to train that throat of yours.”

He pulled his cock out of my throat and mouth suddenly. My mouth and throat felt empty and wanting to be refilled. “Vince said you were a fucking bitch in heat. He told me I should fuck you like the bitch dog you are. So get on your fucking hands and knees like a dog and push that dam ass in the air and show me that cunt of yours.” He yelled. He was so loud I am surprised no one came running up stairs. But I didn't care. My pussy was on fire. All I could think of was that cock being rammed into my hungry pussy. His forcefullness. His manlyness was turning me on like my husband Paul could never turn me on. I felt my pussy dripping wet and this hot man didn't even enter me yet.

I was on my hands and knees as fast as possible and pushing my ass back so that my pussy was spread open for him. “Fuck me. Oh shove that beautiful cock into me.” I heard myself moaning.

I didn't have long to wait before this hot man. This young hunk I didn't even know his name rammed his cock into my hungry pussy. He knew how to ram it into me hard hitting deep into me in the right way to rub against my clit at the same time. Once more I was moaning over and over again. “Fuck me, fuck me hard Master.”

“You bitch. I'm not fucking you for your dam pleasure. Your here for one reason to give me pleasure. Your on your hands and knees like the bitch dog in heat you are. Take my fucking you bitch.” This hot man kept saying over and over again in my ear. He held my hips in his strong hands and rammed in and out of my pussy harder and harder. Then I felt as his cock expanded in me as he huffed and puffed. I knew any second he would be shooting that cum into my pussy. I felt my pussy accept his man juice.

He pulled out and with out saying another word I felt his cock slam into my asshole with out any kind of warning. I could feel my body shoved forward and cought myself before I fell to the floor. His cock was still rock hard as he held my hips and fucked my ass like Vincent had fucked my ass. At that moment the only thing that matter was that cock pumping into me hard. I could feel his balls slapping my pussy making my pussy hot again. I had just spurted while he fucked my pussy and was on fire again him fucking my ass. The stud suddenly pulled his cock out of my ass until only his cock head was in me and rammed it all the way into my ass again. I fell forward on my stomach my breasts slapping the rug on the bathroom floor. I could hear him puffling over me and knew he shot another big load, this time in my ass.

He lay on my back huffing and puffing a few minutes before pulling out of me. He looked down at me and began to get dresse. I looked up at him and saw him looking down at me like I was some kind of tramp only made for fucking. I knew I should have felt angry and discussed by his attatude after giving up my body to him but instead I felt turned on more than ever. “Don't leave. Oh don't leave I am still on fire. Oh shit I'm so horny.” I heard myself moaning.

This hunk I did't even know his name began getting dressed. “Don't worry I'll be sending in the reserves to take care of you bitch. Just stay down on ther floor and my pale will be up to screw the hell out of you. Fuck your a slut letting us fuck the shit out of you while your stupid husband is just down stairs. Vince knew you'd be a slut once he got into you. He said the moment he saw you one day dropping Sandra off at school one day he had to have you. He sure knew how to suck your daughter into thinking he was intersted in her. That bitch is too aggressive for her own good. No guy wants a mouthy bitch like her for a girlfriend. But you. He knew you'd be a slut for cock.” As soon as he was dressed in his dress pants and shirt he left the washroom closing the door behind him.

I once again lay on the floor on my back fingering my pussy knowing another stud would soon be up to fuck me. I didn't have to wait long either before the bathroom door opened. This time it was this blond muscular stud about five ten. He didn't even bother to say anything. He just stripped down. I crawled over to him when he waved his hard cock in the air. I gather he was the strong silent type. As soon as I opened my mouth he had his large hands on each side of my head and rammed his cock down my throat. I rubbed my fingers into my pussy and messaged my clit causing me to spurt instantly as he ramed his cock in and out of my mout. I don't know why, maybe because he didn't say a word, he just used me, I felt so turned on. More turned on than even with Vince or the second guy. I could hear him grunting but still he didn't say a word. He finnaly pulled his cock from my lips and went behind me. He pulled my cheeks apart and without a word he slammed that cock into my hungry pussy.

I knew this hot man didn't have to say a word to know he was taking from me what he wanted. He was also giving me what I wanted at the same time. The more this new stranger ramed his cock into my hot pussy the more I pushed back. He even reached up and grabbed the back of my hair and shoved his cock into me deeper than ever before. He was slipping around on my sweaty back but didn't stop a moment fucking me. Then he slammed into me really hard and felt his cock expand in my pussy and I knew by instict he was empting his big load into my hot pussy. I don't know how many more time I squirted while he fucked me. He pulled his cock out of my pussy.

Before I could take a breath this silent hard bodied man pulled his hands from my hair and spread my ass cheeks and rammed his cock into my asshole. My fingers went to my pussy feeling his cum dripping out. I began to message my clit as I felt him ram his cock hard into my asshole. He only groaned while ramming his big cock in and out of my already filled asshole with the Vincent's cum and the other young hot boy's cum. I knew this man had only one thing in mind. Owning my ass and getting his orgazam, which was fine with me. I couldn't help moaning. “Fuck me, oh fuck me hard. Ram that big cock into me.”

He didn't disappoint me as I felt his arms reach up and grab the back of my hair again and use it to help him ram in and out of my ass. Then he slammed hard into me and didn't move. I knew he was shooting his second load into me. This strong silent man pulled out of my ass and stood up. I looked up at him as he started getting dressed.

My body began to tire in one way but in another way it seemed to be waking up for the first time in my life. My mind was all over the place. I was lusting for more. I wanted to get fucked again and again. I didn't want this to stop but also felt guilty with my loving husband Paul just down stairs. We had always been loyal to each other and now in just a short time three hot teenagers had fucked me hard using me like some comon slut on the street. I looked up at the young man that had just fucked me and he looked down at me with those deep blue eyes. I hated myself that moment when all I could think to say was. “Please send the next stud to fuck me. I need to get fucked hard again to be dominated to be used.”

The hot man looked down at me and for the first time since coming in the washroom and fucking my mouth, pussy and ass said. “Don't worry Slut. You've only had three of us so far. There are still six more studs who want to fuck you good and hard slut. After I leave tonight I have every intention of contacting friends of mine that will really fuck you hard some hard nosed black football players I'm sure will teach you what you have been missing getting fucked hard.” The hot blond man said as he finished doing his shirt up and left the washroom.

Not long after the third man counting my daughter's boyfriend Vincent went downstairs than the bathroom door opened again. This time it was an other muscular man, boy at least eighteen. These men or teens were young but they knew exactly what they were doing. They knew a lot more how to please than Paul did after all the thirteen years he and I had been married. This guy looked Italian with his dark looks, dark hair brown eyes. He stripped down in seconds and one could tell he worked out regularly and one thing for sure he was achious to ram his cock down my throat. “Dam I didn't think my turn would ever come slut. Vince came down and told us you were as hot as he expected. Told us guys you were the slut we'd all enjoy fucking. This Italian's cock lodged in my throat like it belonged there as he remained there a few moments before pulling it out of my throat and ramming it down again. “Fuck you hot slut. Take my cock. I know you live for cock now. Get the fuck on the floor. I want that pussy Vince and Chuck, Steve just talked about you. He went behind me and surprised me when he slapped my asscheek hard. Yea nice ass bitch. I'm going to enjoy fucking you hard.”

He was over top of me in a flash his cock seemed to have a mind of it's own as it rammed into my wet pussy. I spurted once again as I felt like I was loosing my mind to lust. I felt like I never felt in my life. “Fucking bitch take my cock. Yea you need me. You need cock. You are nothing but a fucking nympho. Vince could always tell a nympho and once more he's right. He never picked out a better nympho than you though. So fucking hot to look at and a fucking hot fuck. Take my cock slut.” The man said over and over again.

“Ram that big cock in me stud. Fuck me hard.” I heard myself moaning. I needed this. I needed to be fucked hard by this hot muscular, dominant stud.

He slapped my ass hard. “Yea slut take my cock. Remember me bitch. I'm Larry. Remember this is Larry ramming that fucking cunt of yours. Remember because I'm going to be fucking you again and again when ever I want and where ever I want. Remember that bitch.” Larry yelled into my ear as he pumped harder and harder into my hungry pussy.

“Oh yes Larry anywhere any time you want to ram that big cock into me my pussy, mouth and ass belongs to you.” I moaned. Was I really saying that. Was I really making myself available to this man fucking so hard I could barely balance myself on my hands and knees. “Fuck me hard Larry. Fill my pussy with your hot cum Larry.”

“Fuck yea slut. I'm ready. I'm so fucking ready to fill your pussy so full of my cum it'll be over flowing. Not that it isn't over flowing as it is. Fuck your pussy is full of cum.” Your so fucking hot slut. So fucking hot. Here I cum dam it.” Larry moaned in my ear.

His cock expanded in my pussy and I knew he was adding his cum to Vincenent's, Chuck's and Steve's cum already in my hot pussy. He pulled his cock out and this time I was prepared for what would happen next as I felt Larry's hands prie my asscheeks apart and his large cock head ram directly into my asshole balls deep. I needed his big cock in my ass. Needed as much as I needed to breath. I couldn't think. I could only moan with lust as Larry hammered his cock in and out of my needing ass. At the same time I could feel my fingers messaging my hard clit. I could hear myself moaning loader and loader.

Somewhere outside myself I could hear Larry whispering my ear. “Take my cock in that fucking ass pussy bitch. Take what you know you need. Take my cock. You know you need my cock in you real bad. You need a real man fucking you. You need it. You will never be happy with that whippy hubby of yours fucking you ever again. Every time your hubby fucks you, you will yearn for me or my buddies to fuck you hard. You will need domination. You are now a fucking slut for hard bodied, big cocked men to dominate you.

It seemed all too soon I heard Larry groaning loadly in my ear. “I'm cumming in your fucking hot ass bitch. Take my cum in that cum drenched asshole of yours.” Suddenly he was pulling his big cock out of my ass. He moved until he was standing in front of me and began dressing. “That was one good fuck slut. I intend on tapping all three of your holes again soon bitch.”

I fell to the floor once more and rolled over on my back my legs spread open looking at my cum dripping pussy. My pussy still was itching. What the fuck was the matter with me? All these years married to Paul and I had been satisfied with him pushing into me cumming, rolling off me and going to sleep now after not one but four men fucking both my mouth, pussy and ass and I wanted more. I needed more cock. Larry had finished dressing and looked down at me. Fucking slut look at you. Pull yourself together for your next fuck. I'll be sending his right up. Larry left the washroom closing the door behind him.

I lay on the washroom rug in the middle of the washroom beginning to gain a small sense of sanity. Dam I had just been fucked by four teenage boys that had diminated me and in my own washroom of my home. Downstairs my loving husband of thirteen years was downstairs with our guests. I wondered if he missed me. I wondered why he hadn't come upstairs looking for me. After all I had only spilled some pop on my dress and should have washed, changed and been downstairs long before now. What would he think of me slutting myself our daughter's boyfriend and his friends. I looked down again at my cum filled pussy and instead of feeling ashamed of myself I couldn't help messaging my clit with one hand and pushing my fingers into my pussy with my other hand.

Dam.” I heard myself moaning. “I need one of those studs downstairs to get up here and fuck me.” I tried to think how many hot muscular teen boys had come to the party. Oh yes there were twenty people at the party counting me and Paul. Have men and half women. So that made ten of each. Paul wouldn't count so that was nine hot teen men in all to fuck me and already four hot muscular, powerful, slud dominating boys had fucked me. That left five more to fuck me. I then heard the bathroom door open and in walked another hot looking stud. This boy was a good five eight. Dark red hair. He pulled off his shirt over his head after undoing a couple of buttons at his neck. His white broad chest came into view. Fuck he looked so hot with his chest covered with blondish, red hair. “I was told you needed to get fucked Mrs. Johnson. Do you. Do you need to get fucked?”

“Yes. Yes I do. Who are you. Who ever you are I need to get fucked. I crawled over to the hot red head and with out asking the hot man another word I undid the top botton of his dark brown dress pants and pulled down his zipper.

“Yea bitch. You want Dan's dick don't you slut. That's who I am. Dan and don't you forget it.” Dan fucked me until I moaned for more and more much like Vincent, Chuck, Steve and Larry. He left me after dressing still wanting more and more came upstairs. After I don't know how long Allan, Bruce, Elvin, Hank and finnaly not to out done Mark fucked my mouth, pussy and ass. Now I lay on the bathroom floor panting now believing what a fuck slut I had become in such a short period of time. But it wasn't a short perod of time and why hadn't Paul come upstairs at least once to check up on me. Was he actually the one behind all this and I had fallen into some kind of trapof his. I tried to get to my feet but slipped. Cum was all over my pussy and dripping down my legs. How could I ever go downstairs like this. I went to the shower just as the door opened again.

Who could this be. I was possitive nine boys had come up and fucked me. But without thinking I fell to the floor and crawled to the middle of the room ready for who ever walked in the door. Maybe I had lost count and another hot stud needed servicing. The door opened and to my surprise Vincent walked in. What did he want? Did he want to fuck me again? I could feel my pussy itching. Yes. Oh yes maybe he would want to fuck me again.

“Get up you fucking piece of shit and get showered. I'm taking you downstairs. I want you looking the proper lady when I take you downstairs. I told your husband you hadn't felt well that's why you had gone to lay down. He wanted to come up and check on you a few times but I told him you just wanted to reast. Now clean your fucking self up.” Vincent said.

I got in the shower turning on the watcher. I knew I had to hurry, wash and get downstairs. I tired my best to clean as much cum from my ass and pussy. Then I washed all the sweat from me before stepping out of the shower. I put on my new clean panties, bra and dark blue dress before slipping on my loafers and walking to the top of the steps with Vincent leading the way. Could I pull this off. Could I go downstairs pretending I had felt ill and had been laying down for the entire time I had been upstairs. I could only hope I could handle this. The worse was that just looking at Vincent in front of me leading me down the stairs I could feel my pussy itching and my ass hole seeming to groan for to get fucked. But I had to do this. I had to act naturally. Not only for Paul and my relationship but also for my sweet inocent Sandra who trusted her boyfriend Vincent.

Every thing went much better than I could have immagined and soon the party ended. I felt like following all the hot young dominant muscular men out hoping they would want to take me some place to fuck me all over again.

After Paul had helped me clean up and Sandra had gone to bed. Paul and I went up to get ready for bed. Paul went to the washroom first to get ready for bed by brushing his teeth and washing. I was afraid what he would find. I was possitive he would come back in the bedroom and tell me he found cum or something on the rug or floor. Thank goodness he came into the bedroom as usual in his pjs ready for bed. I got ready for bed and climbed in beside him. He seemed frisky for a change. He helped me off with my nighty and pulled his pjs down. He was soon on top of me. He awoke something in me and I wanted to yell for him to fuck me hard but I kept silent as he pushed his five inches into me as usual and came and pulled out pulling his pjs up. Then before I had my nightly pulled on again he was on his side sound asleep. Meanwhile I lay awake for hours remembering the hard fucking I had enjoyed earlier. I couldn't servive on the kind of sex Paul had to offer me any more. What was I going to do. I'd have to think about it.

When I work up the next morning Paul had already gotten up and must have left for work. The phone beside the bed was ringing. It was Vincent. “Hello.”

“Hello Mrs. Johnson. You belong to me and my boys and boys boys from now on. You got that. Not a word to your hubby or your daughter Sandra. Not only did we all fuck you but we tapped it. We taped you begging to get fucked so don't think for a moment of reporting rape. I'll expect to see you at the school gym after school. That's me and all the guys I know will be leading you into your new like you fucking piece of trash. Vincent said. I dropped the phone and lay back to think. My new life. My new life. What was going to be my new life. End of Part 3.

“From Lonely Unfilled Housewife to Perverted Slut” Part 1 is very conservative but wait for more Parts as my life turns into a new life.

I lived a humdrum life for years after marring my husband Paul. Don't get me wrong Paul was and is a good honest hard working man and even after fifteen years extremely good looking. He lacked one important thing any kind of sex drive. If Paul wasn't in our sound proof basement working out some kind of contracts he was working out there in his make shift gym. When he was out it was at various construction sites where he worked as a construction worker foreman now. He had began as a construction worker and had worked himself up until he became the foreman. If wasn't working he also went to the local gym. So over the years I saw less and less of Paul.

I had met Paul after finishing high school and was just nineteen. I had been a virgin. I got a job as a secretary of a construction company where I met Paul. He asked me out and we were soon an item. During that year of dating I began working out at the same Gym Paul went to and was soon in great shape myself and even Conservative dressed got a lot of whistles when Paul wasn't around, that is.

Just a little more than a year of dating Paul asked me to marry him and I accepted. During that first year Paul and I had never gone any further than the odd kiss or hug. We had never had sex. Paul had never tied going any further than that and I wanted to be a virgin when I married Paul.

A little about myself. I was brought up as in an orphanage until the age of eight living in various foster homes and orphanage. At the age of eight I had been adopted by a very conservative man and women. I had never asked them why they adopted me but I guessed they couldn't have children of their own. I guess they were nice enough but they didn't show me affection of hugging and I never felt I fit in. They fed me and clothed me but that was as far as it went with them.

So when Paul came along and at least hugged me and showed a little bit of action I was happy. I was never told I was attractive by my adopted parents and thought of myself as plain. They had made me wear frumpy clothing. Dresses that went past my knees up to my neck and sleeves at least to my wrist. Because the dresses were slightly too large they did nothing for my budding figure. A figure I was told to hide.

When I left home and got a job as a secretary across the state and met Paul I still wore the slightly large conservative kind of clothing I had worn living with my adopted parents. I met Paul who actually payed attention to me asking me out first for just lunches. They progressed to asking me out for dinners then out to the gym he worked out in. I was very shy about working out at first wearing baggy workout clothes I found at discount stores. It was the first time I actually showed my legs and arms in public even though no one saw my actually figure. I guess what I did show attracted the looks of the guys that worked out at the gym but Paul was always with me when we worked out. Only a few a times I ventured out alone to work out at the gym. Paul had gotten me a yearly pass for the gym so I went alone only because of getting Paul's money worth out of the yearly pass.

I had learned living first at the foster homes and orphanage then from my adopted parents to watch my spending.

At long last the day of Paul and my marriage day came. My adopted parents and Paul’s family attended the wedding. Paul came from a large family of five brothers all younger than Paul who was five years older than me. All his brothers were equally well built as Paul. Paul by the way is just over five nine dark brown hair, hazel eyes. His brother Jason was five eight twenty four at the time of our marriage, same dark hair, hazel eyes. Ted five nine dark hair brown eyes at age twenty two. Mark was the tallest of his brothers at six feet tall with dark hair and brown eyes at twenty one and his youngest brother Tony was a year younger than me at five eight. Yes dark hair and hazel eyes. They all worked out. They all worked out at the same gym as Paul and did construction work except Tony who was beginning a community college. They were all clean cut, short haired clean shaven men.

As far as personality it was Paul who was the most conservative of them all. Paul had actually kept me from meeting his brothers and sisters up to a month before our marriage for some reason. He always said they were busy when I said I would like to meet his brothers and sisters. I was amazed how much his brothers looked like him in looks but they were opposite in personality. The seemed dominant and aggressive compared to Paul's easy going manner and even on the submissive side. His three sisters took more after Paul.

Sara had short dark hair at twenty seven. She was maybe five five and worked out at a gym also by the looks of her lovely figure she didn't have trouble showing off for her husband Greg. Tina was twenty nine and looked very much like Sara only older and dressed conservatively and married to George. The oldest in Paul’s family was Maggie who was thirty and very attractive with dark hair, brown eyes and five six and she was married to Jeff.

By the way all three brother and laws were hot looking men. Greg, Sara's husband was six two dark blond hair, blue eyes muscular body. He wore tight jeans most of the time with muscle shirt and had no trouble showing off his athletic body. Tina's husband George who was Greg's work out friend and was a good six two with massive muscular body with dark hair and blue eyes and dressed much like Greg. Then there was Jeff. He was younger than Marie by ten years at age twenty like myself. There was nothing shy about him. He was the most aggressive dominant and arrogant man I had ever met. When I met Jeff I felt goose bumps run through my body.

Paul and my wedding wasn't anything special and Paul took me across the country to Niagara Falls for our honeymoon. That first night I have to admit I was on the scarred side not knowing what to expect from being intimate with Paul for the first time. It ended up I had nothing to worry about. Nothing at all. I put on my new night gown the sexiest I could find in this dress store I found. I picked out a white night dress showing my virginity it was low cut for me. It went to just above my knees. I had changed in the bathroom.

Paul was laying on the bed wearing a pair of plain white boxer shorts. It was the first time I saw him with his bare chest and legs showing. He had always worn t-shirts when he had worked out and baggy shorts. He had a hard body but wasn't one to show his body off like other men that worked out. Now I saw his smooth hairless muscular chest with large nipples. “Don't be scarred Joan.” He had said to me come lay beside me.

I had walked over to the large bed kicking off my slippers before getting on the bed and laying beside Paul. He rolled over on his side and I followed suit laying on my side. He ran his large hands through my long dark blond hair and looked into my green eyes. I didn't know what to expect. I was hoping he would be like in the movies telling how beautiful I looked in the moon light and all that stuff. But instead he kissed me on my lips and I kissed him back lightly. Then he reached down and pulled my nighty up. I arched my body so he could pull it up. He had it up to my upper body and then pulled it up and over my head. He was so gentle the entire time I didn't feel scarred. I was now only wearing my lacy bra and panties. He wrapped his long muscular arms around me, undid it and for the first time he saw my medim sized breasts. They weren't huge but they were perky. They stood up even laying on my side. My nipples were getting hard.

Then with out a word Paul reached down and pulled my white laced panties down my long white shaved legs. They weren't overly muscular but curved at the right places and led up to my shapely hims and slim twenty two inch waist. I didn't know what to expect. Then he put his large hands on each side of his white boxers and pushed down. I tried not to look down but did. What I saw was amazing. I had never seen a man's penis before not less a hard one. His penis came out hitting his washboard stomach. It had to be just over five inches. Huge as far as I was concerned having nothing else to compare it to.

Paul pushed me gently on my back and got on top of me, both of us nude now. He kissed my lips lightly again and messaged my breasts with his large hands. I could feel my body shiver all over in anticipation as I felt his hard penis pressed against my leg. Then his cock was in me. Only the head was in my wet pussy. My clit was hard and juicy. His penis pressed against it. He pushed his penis into me slowly and gently until I knew it was all the way in my pussy. I began to feel excited in my body. My pussy felt it wanted more. I couldn't help pushing my hips up to meet Paul pushing into me.

“Lay back dear.” Paul said as he pulled his penis out of my pussy just as slowly and back into me. I was shivering with anticipation hoping he would push his penis back into me harder so I could feel the excitement throughout my body. But he proceeded slow and gently. Suddenly after only a few minutes I saw this strained look on his face. “Oh yes that was good.” That's all he said and pulled his penis out of me. It was shrinking in size as he got off my body and lay beside me.

I thought to myself that's what I waited all my life for. That was it. My pussy felt like it was still in need still wanting some kind of satisfaction. That's when I looked down at it and saw blood. What the heck was the matter. Had Paul ruptured something inside me. Remember no one had explained the facts of life to me. I looked at Paul he looked like he was ready to fall asleep all relaxed. I turned to him and said. “Paul. Somethings the matter. Look I'm bleeding maybe we should get a doctor or something.”

“For heaven sake Joan didn't your mother ever explain to you the first time you have a penis you bleed. It means you are no longer a virgin. Just go clean yourself up and come back to bed. I'm tired. We had a long day.”

I got out of bed grabbing my night gown and went in the washroom and instead of just washing my pussy out I took a complete bubble bath. I was hopping with my clean sweaty body Paul would would want to have sex again. However that didn't happen. When I finished my shower and got back in bed Paul was on his side with his boxers back on his side sound asleep. So that was my first sex with my new husband Paul. I will be working on Part 2. I don't have a lot of time for wrting but hope to work on it soon. joanjoan_23456@yahoo.com

Paul and I slept in the same bed in our new home. We had the same kind of sex every night before going to sleep the first three weeks. Then I realized I had missed my period. Not long after that I began having morning sickness. I would get up and not feel like breakfast. Usually I was hungry in the mornings. I didn't have a mother to talk to about being pregnaunt and I was afraid to talk to Paul's mother worried she would think I was being too emotional. Paul did have his three sisters Sara, Tina and Maggie but I didn't want to approch them either. I don't think they would have been much help either since none had children of their own yet. I don't know but I got the idea they seemed timid when it came to talking even talking about sex. I wondered if they were fridget and their poor husbands Greg, George and Tony yes another Tony were suffering from lack of sex. All three from the times all of us got to gether seemed very dominant and knew their minds.

It was funny Paul took more after his mother and sisters being more withdrawn with very little interest in sex. As Paul's brothers Jason, Ted, Mark and Tony were aggressive like their dad. I guess those things just happen in families. Even though we didn't see Paul's brother very often I always cought them louring at me and it made me uneasy but yet turned on at the same time. I was surprised Paul didn't even notice his brothers odvious roaming eyes on me. They often said to Paul. Your one lucky man Paul to have such a sexy woman that keeps herself in shape.

That would have been enough for any woman being secretly admired by her husband's brothers but what was even worse his sister's husbands. As I discribed all were great looking studs. Greg, George and Jeff made the same kind of comments about me and even went as far as to say. I wish our wives your sisters looked half as good as your wife Paul.

I went to my doctors for my examination and indeed I was pregnaunt. That first time must have been the day I got pregnaunt. In away I wish I hadn't given Paul the news of my pregnauncy because he stopped having sex with me completely saying he did't want to harm the baby growing inside of me. We seldom even hugged or even kissed from then on. He began spending more and more time at the construction site as well as gym and less and less time with me. I was feeling so lonely day after day. I hoped when I finaly gave birth he would want to spend time with me and the baby.

My mother and father and law didn't visit very often as well as Paul's brothers and sisters. Although when I did see Paul's brothes Jason, Ted, Mark and Tony they leared at me especialy when Paul wasn't watching. Like I said before it was sort of a turn on. Also his sisters husbands, Greg, George and Tony also learned at me. Other than that it seemed everyone had lives except me and Paul wanted me to be a stay at home mother. Our baby girl was born a couple of days early but was healthy and adorable. Especially to Paul who adored her and thught the perfect name for our perky daughter would be Sandra. Named after Sandra Dee.

What little sex life Paul and I had before Sandra went down the drain and I was often left unsatisied and loney. Paul's brothers and brothers in law still giving me the eye when Paul wasn't looking didn't help my lack of sex. The only time I got out was to go to the gym and food shopping. The years went by and little Sandra was growing into a sweet adorable teenager. At thirteen Sandra broght home her first crush. He was a nice enough boy. I thought he was on the dominant side. Also he was seventeen almost eighteen. I thought a little too old for Sandra. Paul agreed with me but he didn't want to up set his little princess so said it was okay for Sandra to goout with Vincent. Of coarse Sandra had grown out of the name when she became a teen and everyone called her Sandy.

Sandra and her boyfriend had been going out just under eleven months when she came home one day from school with Vincent of coarse. “Mom Vince and I will be going out one year next month. Can we have an anaversery pary. Please mom. Please dad.” Sandra pleaded.

Of coarse anything to please his darling daugher Paul said yes and every thing would be arranged for the night of festivities.

Sandra had brought her friends over to the house many times over the years she grew up so I knew them all. I don't know if she chose her friends by looks or they just happened to be the best looking boys and girls in the school. For some reason Sandra liked being around the older boys and girls at school and had no friends her age. They were all around sixteen to eighteen years old. The girls were very attractive and the boys athletic, tall, musculine and muscular.

I picked out my simple one piece light blue dress that fell just below my knees and came to my neck with short sleeves. I was proud Paul had worn his dress pants, light blue shirt. At thirty eight he looked like he was in his early thirties. His dress pants fit him well emphasizing his muscular legs and his blue shirt fit like a glove. I saw many a woman take a second look at him and knew they admired his looks. If only they knew what he was like when it came to sex they wouldn't go for him. I thouht. When we did have sex it was the matter of pushing his five inches into me, cumming, taking his five inches then, rolling over and going to sleep. I don't know how many unfillfilled, unsatisfied and restless nights I had spent over the years.

At last the day of the party arrived. Counting Paul and I there was an even twenty of us. I figured that was a good round off number to be at Sandra's first adult party. I expected all the boys and girls to dress cassually being teens but was surprised. The girls wore conservative dresses much like mine and the boys were dressed in dress pants and shirts. All of them emphasizing their great looking masculine bodies in the almost skin tight dress pants and shirts. I was also suprise when all the girls removed their shoes and the boys not only removed their shoes but also their socks. That was strange but I didn't want to make any big deal about it. As long as the party went okay and everything was going well so far. I don't know why but I felt relieved there were the same amount of boys as girls at Sandra's first grown up party.

I put potatoes chips and dip out for everyone to help themselves and Sandra had picked out the music with Vincant. I was surprised Paul actually stayed at the party. It wasn't too often Paul spent much time at home. I had a couple of dances with Paul and even Vincant. I did feel uncomfortable when I thought Vincant danced a close dance with me and pressed his body close to me. I was happy Sandra and her father had decided to have a dance together and didn't notice Vincent's body pressed so close to me. He was so close I could actually feel his penis pressed through his dress pants against me. As soon as the music was over I felt flustered and a bit turned on. I thanked Vincent for the dance and sat down on the couch. Paul came over and joined me sitting beside me reaching over and taking a drink of diet pop.

To my suprise Vincent sat on the other side of me. Sandra was on the other side of the room talking to one of her girlfriends Kathy. Yes like most parties the girls had gone to one end of the room and were talking while the boys at the other end. I guessed the boys were probably talking sports. I was the only one between two hot looking men although Paul didnt' count after all I was married to him.

It happened so fast I didn't have a chance to recover. I leaned forward and picked up my glass of diet cola and just as I set it on my knee holding it in my hand. Vince spread his legs and my hand moved slightly and I lost my grip of the glass of diet cola and it fell into my lap. “Oh I'm sorry Mrs. Johnson.” He said. For some reason Vincent had always called Paul and myself by our last names.

“Don't worry about it Vincent. I'll just go up and clean up.” I answered putting my glass on the table. None of the pop dripped on the floor it was only on my dress. My dress was soaked.

“I'm just going to change my dress Paul. I had accedent with my pop glass. Take care of the party.” I said standing up.

I don't think Paul was really paying attention but said. “Okay Joan.”

I went up stairs to Paul and my bedroom and picked out a new dress to wear. A simple dark blue dress much like the one I was wearing. Then I went to the washroom. I took off my soiled dress and put it in the laundry. Then took off my soiled panties and stockings. I wipped my legs and pussy clean. I forgot to bring a clean pair of panties in with me. I decided I would put my dress on in the washroom and then go to my room and finished dressing putting on my panties. Maybe forget about the stockings. I had deep taned legs and always kept my shaply legs smooth including my shaved pussy. I no sooner had pulled my dress on and it fell past my knees when the bathroom door opened. “Oh I'm sorry Mrs. Johnson. I didn't know you were in here. I thought you would have been in your bedroom.” Vincent said.

“Don't worry Vincent.” I answered. “I am done in here anyway. I'll be going into my room now. The washroom is all yours.”

“You look especially beautiful tonight Mrs. Johnson.” Vincent suddenly said.

I turned and was surprised Vincent was right beside me. I hadn't realized the new dress I had put on was lower cut than the other dress I had worn. I had not done up the zipper on the side and the dress hung part way down my breasts. Thank goodness I had my lacy bra on to comver the majority of my breast. Before I could move away from Vincent he had moved his long muscular arms around my slim waist and to my suprise had unfastened my bra. “Vincent! What do you think your doing. Your girlfriend, my daughter is just down stairs not to mention my husband.” I said trying to keep my voice down. I could feel my nipples harden though from the excitement of a young man taking an interest in me. I was thirty three at the time even though I kept in shap at the gym but I was still thirty three.

“Your daughter is so bossy so imature. Such a daddy's girl. But you Mrs. Johnson are all women. Your daughter is a scattered brain teenagers. I've always from day one had the hots for you.” Vincent said moving his hands forward removeing my bra at the same time as it fell from my small but perky breasts.

I know I should have pushed Vincent away and called for help but the feel the hands of such a hot muscular man with large hands working my nipples was intoxicating. I also think the thought of my daugher and husband just down stairs made me feel hotter. It was like my body was on fire. Never over the years had Paul made my body feel what Vincent was doing just messaging my breasts and nipples. Then he leaned over and took one of my breasts in his hot mouth. I felt my dress pushed from my hips and fell to the floor. Now I was nude not yet having put on my panties. Nude for the first time in front of another man other than my husband Paul.

“Oh Mrs. Johnson your so hot. Fuck your hot.” He whispered in my ear and I could feel his hand moving down my flat stomach and push into my pussy. “Your so fucking tight Mrs. Johnson. You need to be opened up. Feel what's going to open you up.” Vincent said.

It was as if I couldn't controle the movement of my hand as I moved it between Vincent's legs and could feel his stiffness through his thin dress pants. I could tell he hadn't worn any underwear. It felt so big. The only penis I had felt was five slim inches belonging to Paul. I had figured Paul was average size but compared what I could feel through Vincent's pants he was huge in comparison to Paul. Now my hands were out of controle as I wanted to feel what that penise really looked like.

Vincent let go of me long enough to undo the bottoms of his dress shirt and take it off. By then I had undone the top button of his dress pants and had pulled down the zipper. I was amazed as this thick eight inch cock came bouncing out. It was a cock not a penis. It was far too big to be called a penis. Before I could move I felt Vincent's stronge hands on my shoulders pushing me down to my knees. “Take it in your mouth. You know you want to Mrs. Johnson. You know you want it in your mouth.” He said.

The truth was I did want to take it in my mouth. The head of his cock was huge like a mushroom. I opened my mouth and took that mushroom in my mouth. In all the time I had been married to Paul he had never asked me to do this. I had always wondered what it would be like though but didn't want to push the matter with him. Paul seemed only wanting to push into my pussy and cum. He didn't think of my pleasures.

“Becarefill Mrs. Johnson you can do a lot of damage with those teeth of yours. They are fine looking teeth but not scratching my cock.” Vincent said. “Wrap your lips around your teeth.”

I wondered how many time my daughter had done this to Vincent. I began to feel guilty. I shouldn't be doing this to my daughter's boy friend. I looked up with his cock head in my mouth. I guess Vincent knew what I was thinking. “Don't worry Mrs. Johnson your daughter Sandra is still a virgin.” He said and pushed forward sending his cock further into my mouth. It was now at the entrance of my throat. I began to choke.

“Try breathing through your nose Mrs. Johnson.” Vincent whispered as he withdrew his cock from my mouth. I took a deep breath and let it out and then Vincent grabbed a hold of my head in each of his large hands and pushed his large cock into my mouth to the entrance of my throat. He repeated this time after time until to my amazement my throat opened up and his cock entered my throat.

“Oh yes slut. I knew you were a fucking bitch in heat the first time I saw you. Look at you clawing at that pussy of yours. You want me. You want me to fuck you. Fuck your cunt.” Vincent suddenly said in a rough whisper.

I was shocked the way Vincent had changed form his calm cool gentle manner to one of a boy, no man in full controle. He was a man and he knew what he wanted. I felt for the first time in my life really needed. I felt hot. Vincent was right unknow to even myself my hand was messaging my clit and pussy.

Lay down and let me fuck you like you've never been fucked before. I could see right from the start that your husband was useless. You've needed a real man to open you up to make you a slut.” Vincent moaned.

I didn't waist any time and laid down on the bath rug on the floor. I spread my legs as Vincent lay on top of me and rammed his cock into my hot pussy. He didn't kiss or hug me. He squeezed my nipples a moment before putting his hands on each of my hips and pushed hard into me. His cock rubbed against my clit as it entered me and something deep in my pussy that I didn't know was there before. I pushed up to meet every one of Vincent's plunges into me. “Fuck me stud. Oh fuck me hard stud.” I could hear myself moaning over and over again. I could feel myself getting wet as I had with Paul but suddenly something different happened. I felt as my pussy actualy spurting. Shit. I'd never felt myself do that before. “Fuck me, Oh fuck me you stud. Ram that big cock into me more.” I was on fire. I do mean on fire.

“Yes slut take my cock you fucking bitch. I can tell your on fire. Your like a fucking bitch dog in heat. You don't deserved to fucked like a woman.” Vincent said pulling his cock out my hot pussy.

“Don't stop. Oh don't stop Vince. I need your cock in me hard. I need you ram that big cock in me hard.” I heard myself moan.

“Roll over on your stomach and get on your hands and knees bitch. Bitch dogs like you get fuced like bitch dogs in heat.” Vincent said loadly.

I didn't hesitate a minute to obey my new Master and rolled over on my stomach and got on my hands and knees. I pushed my ass back. Moments later Vincent was behind me with his large hands on my hips. Then he drove his big cock into my hot pussy. “Yea take that cock bitch.”

“Fuck me hard Stud.” I moaned feeling my pussy spurt again. I could feel Vincent's cock deep in my pussy where not even Paul's cock had reached. I felt his cock expand inside me and knew he was shooting his cum into me. I wanted his cum in my hot pussy so bad. His cock was still rock hard when he pulled out.

He said into my ear as he leaned over my nude body. “But now is what you really deserve. I'm going to open that fucking ass of yours and truly make you into a true slut.”

“Not there. Oh not there. It'll hurt too much. Your cock is so big Vince.” I moaned.

I couldn't believe what I heard. Nothing but nothing had entered my ass. Only exited it. “To make it easier on you I'll start slow and when I push in you push out. You got it bitch.” Vincent said.

“Okay Vince.” I said feeling my asscheeks being spread open. Then I felt a couple of fingers spreading my pussy open.

“Oh by the way slut when I am with you in private from now on your to call me Master not Vincent or Vince. Got it bitch.” Vincent said into my ear.

“Yes Master. What ever you say Master.” I heard myself moan. I remembered the party going on down stairs and wondered if Vincent and I had been noticed missing at the same time. But I had little time to think as I felt Vincent finger scoop up my pussy juices and push his fingers into my asshole. My asshole hurt but I bit my leps. His finger had gone past my ass muscule into my hot ass hole now. Then he pulled them out.

“Get ready bitch for your first ass fucking.” Vincent said. “Are you ready.”

“Yes Master.” I moaned feeling his large mushroom size cock head pressed against my ass muscule then he shoved really hard and his cock head entered my ass. It felt like my ass was being split in two but remembered about pushing out as he pushed into me. His long thick eight inch cock inched into me slowly. His fingers had entered my pussy and also the other messaged my clit. My pussy was so on fire I didn't feel his cock as much entering my ass. Soon I felt his big balls slap my pussy lips. He pulled out of my ass and back in again. “Take my cock bitch. Take it all. Your a fucking slut now.” Vince said over and over again. I don't know if it was that I was finally getting dominated and screwed hard, or, how Vince treated me, but somewhere inside my ass was on fire.

“Fuck me Master. Fuck my ass hard Master.” I moaned over and over as Vincent rammed his cock hard in and out of my asshole harder and harder.

Could anything get better or scarrier than what was going on in the washroom on the second floor. My trusting husband and daugher downstairs enjoying the party to celebrate the one year anaversery of my daughter and her boyfriend. Meanwhile the boy my daughter adored and loved was up in the washroom with me screwing the ass off me and I was the hottest I'd been my entire life. Also my husband was probably still sitting on the coach clueless what was going on up stairs.

Mean while I was upstairs having been seduced by my daughter's boyfriend. On my part an easy seduction having to admit to myself I had had the hots for Vincent from the very first time Sandra had introduced me to this hot muscular tall hunk of a stud. He had fucked my pussy hard and now was ramming that cock into my ass. It is a wonder no one heard us down stairs because I could hear myself moaning loadly and Vincent was yelling at me to take his big cock and he was my Master and could fuck me anytime and where he chose from then on.

All too soon it seemed Vincent shot a second load of his juicy cum in my ass this time. He pulled out of my ass and stood up. “Now that was a good fuck Mrs. Johnson.” Vincent said with a calm breathless tone. To my suprise he began putting his dress pants on then his shirt. I didn't know what to say or do. I was still on my hands and knees staring at him. “Your not leaving are you Master?” I asked.

“Yes but you stay right there. I know some of the other guys at the party that would love to fuck you. I'll send them up one by one so your husband and their girlfriends don't catch on what your doing up here.” Vincent said.

Before I could say anything else Vince had tucked in his shirt and out of the bathroom. I just layed on the rug not knowing what to expect.

NOT THINKING HE HAD CUM IN MY PUSSY AND HE COULD ACTUALLY GET ME PREGNAUNT I HAD NO REASON TO BE ON THE PILL AND WITH ALL THE EXCITMENT OF GETTING FUCKE D NEVER THOUGHT TWICE ABOUT CONDOMS.

End of Part 2.

This is One Hot and true story.

It started with a conversation on a Friday about getting together that evening, however things didn’t work out.  This just added to the sexual desire and anticipation of an awesome time of intimate love making and wild sex that we have had so many times in the past.  We rescheduled for Sat. afternoon, and it worked great because I can spend more time there.  We might be crazy but we set a goal of me cumming at least four times.  Not sure if I can make it but it sure sounded like fun trying.

I arrived at her place mid-afternoon, she was ready for me, when I stepped through her door I could smell the room was musky from her wetness, thinking of my tongue and hardness inside her.  She was wearing a slightly see through top.  She jumped up and came over to me, She quickly peels my shirt and pants off, then we shared a long deep kiss and I could taste that she has a couple drinks to help her loosen up.  This excited me because she gets pretty aggressive when she drinks a bit.  As our lips touch the moisture of a sexy kiss excites us and we hold each other tighter, I feel her hard nipples press against me and feel the skin of my cock stretching as I enjoy the feeling.  She is getting very wet and hot, she begins to lower herself our lips still pressed together at first, she starts licking and kissing her way down my body, nibbling hard on one nipple as she passes by, making the other scream for attention, she kisses her way over my belly and down to the soft sensitive skin at my pant-line. She runs her tongue back and forth as the tingles and exciting feeling pulse through my body my cock standing out straight in expectation of that warm wet mouth taking me in, she slides her tongue around the side, just missing the base of my cock to tease me, and buries her tongue deep in the crack where my balls meet my leg.  My cock is glistening with droplets of cum waiting and wanting, I grab her head and bring it to the right spot and thrust that cum and cock deep into her mouth.  She clamps her lips down on me and pushes her tongue up hard under my cock on the thick vein, she loves to play that vein and drive me wild.  I draw my cock back so she feels the ridge of the head on her lips, then slowly slide all the way in her mouth to the base.  The tip of my cock pushing against the top of her mouth, she whispers that she can taste my cum, and now I want to taste it.  I lift her up so I can kiss her and share the salty taste of my cum, it makes us both go wild and she has her first orgasm, clenching through her body.

To her shock and surprise I lower my hand between her naked legs

and pick her entire body off the floor, and carry her to the bed, I lay her down with her head towards the top of the bed and all in one movement climb on top, hovering my cock and balls over her face as I lower my head between her knees.  I also lower my hips and my cock finds its mark, its back in her mouth again as my mouth finds her wetness, I push the tip of my tongue into her clit, and slide up to her button, and pull with my lips, she cums hard and moans as she is working my cock to very close to exploding.  I plunge my tongue deep into her and lap some wetness onto my tongue.

Now I pull out of her mouth and slide around, her legs straddling my body, and lean over and kiss her again, sharing the awesome musky taste of her orgasm. 

I wrap my arms under her legs and lift her hips so her pussy is bulging and I can see her wetness.  I lean back and bring my hips forward so I can see the tip of my cock entering her, I play it around in her very wet clit, before I push into her.  I go fast this time, and plunge deep and hard into her, my balls slapping her ass.  We fuck like this until she cums hard and is clenching around my cock so tight, and I am very close to exploding.  I whisper that I am gonna spray my cum on her, she says oh ya fucking do it babe.  I pull out of her and blow a huge load onto her stomach, she immediately rubs it all over her, on her breast and nipples, and then licks her fingers with delight.  I lay down on top of her spreading my cum all over the two of us.  Then I begin licking from the tip of her clit up her belly, tasting our mixed juices, my mouth finds her nipple and I tease it with the tip.  Her nipples are so sensitive, like triggers to her insides, it stokes the furnace already burning in her pussy, which is so swollen and bulging and pulsing for more action.

I lay on the bed, sweaty from all the hard action, we open a window for some cool air and take a little rest, while she lightly rubs my legs, tummy, and cock with her fingertips, something I just love.

After a while she starts to tease my cock and balls with her tongue, getting me hard again, she tries to get on top and slide down on me, but I gently push her over onto the bed, on her side.  I push her top leg way forward and move around behind her, we love this position because I can pound so deep and hard into her.  I enter her and begin stroking, I know it’s gonna take a while because I just emptied my sticky hot cum onto her a little bit ago.  She is starting to really enjoy the rhythm and is moaning and calling my name, along with “fuck ya, do me harder”  We keep going as I slide a hand up her side and lower it down her chest to pull on her nipple as she cums, wow she is clenching me so hard its almost pushing me out, the clenching actually makes me soften just a bit slowing down my own orgasm.  I keep stroking her even though I’m not fully hard, she doesn’t seem to mind, or even notice.  She is still moaning, and rocking her hips into me as much as she can.  The noise of me pounding into her wetness is awesome, a light slurping noise and the slapping of our bodies together.  The smell in the room is erotic and fantastic.  I put my hands on her side, and ass, and go to an upright position as I’m getting close, she knows it, she can hear it in my breathing, and tells me how good I feel in her, that sends me over the edge and I cum again, the waves and muscle clenching are way harder than last time and longer.  It is wearing me out as I’m sweating so much the drops are landing on her legs and ass. 

We finish this position and I gently pull her to the edge of the bed with her legs on my shoulders.  I lower my head down while holding her legs and begin licking her clit clean of our cummy sticky mess, mostly hers, I didn’t have much this time.  She goes wild that I would do that right after I fucked her so hard.  I kiss her again because we love sharing the taste.  I am somehow semi hard still, all this hot action is keeping me going.  I enter her again, still not fully hard, but she is clenching inside hard and it feels fucking awesome, she loves it and gasp as I slide into her wet hot throbbing swollen hole.  I just go slow for a little to give us both a little rest then start with hard fast jerks, not slamming just hard thrust.  I lift her legs higher to change the angle so my cock touches the upper part of her pussy and she moans and loves it.  I look in her eyes and at her body, I am banging her hard now, her tits are bouncing with every stroke and it’s so fucking hot.  I reposition myself and push her legs back so I can reach those tits, and hold both nipples while I’m stroking hard into her.  It’s a hard position but so worth it, she screams “FUUUUCCKKK that’s good, bang me harder”, and what choice does a man have but oblige.  I am slamming into her, I can’t keep the position of holding her nipples though, so I grab her ankles and spread her wide as I cum again.  The same as last time, hard cum, makes my cock almost hurt, but very little cum cause of all the action.  It’s awesome but difficult to take at the same time.  I am exhausted, she is almost animalistic and wants more, I say to her “fuck your wild babe”.  She begins sucking my cock, all the juices from us fucking are around the base of it, she loves it, but doesn’t share this time.  We decide to take break, eat a little and go for about a walk around her quaint little town.  She is grabbing my ass while we are walking and teasing me, and I’m telling her what I am gonna do when we get back, she is so hot and wants me right there.  Now we have done it in a park before, but there is a kid on a bike on the other side of the park, there is no picnic tables or anything, and the ground is very wet and cold.  So I just turn towards her and grab both nipples, her legs almost buckle and she says “fuck I love this”.  We finish our walk and go back to her place.  We eat a few chips and chat, then she starts coming onto me again.  I wonder what did I do to deserve someone who loves to fuck.

She gets me hard again, and we are both amazed that the walk seems to have given me new staying power.  I am very hard, we move over to the bed and go for our favorite position, her standing, bent over onto the bed with me behind her.  I stand behind her and grab her ass, spreading it and enjoying seeing her wet pussy lips spread as well as the other nice tight hole.  I drop to my knees and lick right down her crack, leaving a wet trail, pushing the tip of my tongue into her ass a little, she gasp and ask me to fuck her ass.  I am not the kind of guy to argue, so I begin stroking my fingers into her pussy to get some wetness onto her tight hole.  She is rocking back into my hand.  I spread some juices up to her ass, but I can smell that awesome musky pussy and I lick it all off her hole.  I leave a nice trail of wetness and reach to the bedside table for the lube she recently bought.  I put the lube on my fingertips and begin working all around the hole, and gently pushing in to get her used to something sliding in there.  Then I get my thumb wet with the lube and some pussy juice as well, and begin to use it gently on her ass.  Eventually I am in her with my thumb, my index finger in her pussy, and I am fucking her in both holes with my hand.  She is taking it all in moaning and begging me to please fuck her ass.  I slide my fingers out and let her see me lick her pussy juice off my finger.  Then I position myself and slide into her pussy to get my cock wet, we both love this position and she cums very fast.  We keep going and we almost finish there without doing her ass, when we get to this point she has no logic or control, she just wants to be fucked hard, feeling my cock spreading her insides.  I slowly pull out and add some lube to the tip of my cock, then push it to the opening of her ass.  She wiggles and likes the feel of it there.  I begin to push into her and it feels great for me, but is a bit uncomfortable for her, and not that enjoyable this time.  Not only do I love fucking her, but I love her too, so I slide back out and find her pussy again, she is amazed by this, and melts emotionally.  She says thank you as I begin sliding in her.  It was different and new having her emotional in a different way than horny and wild.  We continue in a slow stroking time of loving and fucking, and as we both get close we finish with some hard banging, both exploding together.  I pull out and realize that walk really did help, there is a nice run of cum beginning to drip out of her.  I quickly catch it, and we both lick it off my fingers.  Then she gets all the last drops from my cock with her mouth.  We rest a bit, and I say it’s time to go, and we realize that three and half hours has passed since I was there, and we made it, I came four times.  We make some fast plans, and we both head to my place for a visit with my daughter.  She stayed at my daughter place where she lives above my wife & I in the same house.  It must have been hard for her thinking of me down stairs all night away from her.  But then that’s another story for another day.

I've not been back to the store yet but one lunchtime soon I thinkI'll try my luck again

We had been married for about 7 years and had a great relationship. The sex life had been kind of dropping off over the past couple of years though. We were trying to spice it up a bit and I suggested we make a home movie. To my surprise my shy conservative church going wife said ok.

We set everything up and it was some of the best sex I had ever had. She did anything I wanted the entire time. When we had finished I asked if she wanted to see it and she just said no get rid of it. So we put everything away.

In a couple of days I was home alone and got it out and watched it. It made me so horny to see her like this I loved watching her. I would watch it every chance I got. I begged her to make more but she would just say you did get rid of the other one didn’t you?  I would just smile and say yes.

About six month later my best friend was at the house David. Wendy was in the shower when he got there so she had no idea he was in the house. He and I were watching a game on tv when she came walking in. All she had on was a pair of sheer white lace panties and bra to match and robe that she had not tied that was wide open. She was talking and looking down and did not see David yet but his mouth dropped.  You could see everything her nice trimmed pussy hair followed by her beautiful tits you could see her nipples very clearly and pointing right at us.

I came to my senses and yelled Wendy! She looked up and said OH MY GOD!!!! And closed her robe and ran out. I jumped up and followed her into the bedroom and she was so red she looked like a tomato.  She yelled at me why did you not tell me he was here! I said I didn’t think you would walk out like that. She calmed her voice and said could he see anything? I just laughed and said well yeah but do not worry you look great it happens he seen women naked before.  She laughed and said yeah but not me. I can’t face him again. I said just get dressed and I will go talk to him.

When I walked in David just laughed and said is she ok. I said yeah just embarrassed. She said she can never face you again. He just laughed and said damn man she should be proud I had no idea she looked like that. SHE IS FUCKING HOT.  Realizing what he said he started to apologize. I said don’t worry about it.  I think so too.  He said she always wear conservative or baggy clothes I had no idea that was underneath.

She came in and said I am so sorry David that really embarrassed me. He said don’t worry about it I really did not see anything. She said Really he said no just forget it. She said ok then and said she was going shopping and would be home later.

As soon as she left David looked at me and said think she bought it I said yeah probably. He said God I cannot get that picture out of my mind I never thought she would look like that or wear those kinds of panties. I said what do you mean? He said well I always thought she was kind of a prude.

I got a little mad and said Dude you do not know her at all. I said she can get wild at times. He said I do not believe it. Then I said it you want to see? He said how? I’ve got a video! He just said hell yes. My heart sank what do I do.

I went I can’t show you that. Why not ? It is my wife. So I just saw her. This is different she is not just naked we are fucking. He said I do not want to see you but would love to see her I just do not believe it.

Then my phone rang and I got up to answer it. It was Wendy she said is he still there. I said yes she said did he say anything. I said yes she said well go in the bedroom I want to know what he said I can not believe I did that. I said OK and put my hand over it and said my God David you got her all tore up. All he said was I would like to. I sat back down and said I am back. She said well what did he say is he embarrassed he saw me like that. I said do you really want to know what he said you may not like it. She said he thinks I am fat? I laughed and said no he thinks in his words you are fucking hot.  David started to laugh and I said shut up she will hear you. She started the normal no he didn’t stuff. After about five minutes she said she would be home in about 2 hours I said ok and hung up.

David said so what did she think about that? I said I think you made her wet and started laughing. He went do you really have a video? I said yeah we made it about 6 months ago but she thinks I got rid of it. He started begging me to watch it and swore he would never tell anyone he just wanted to see her like that.

I got up and did not say a word and put the disk in. I looked at him and said no cracks about my dick size and if you tell I will let your wife know a few things you have done. He said I swear just let me see a little of it.

As the video came on I start taking her clothes off. David just said What the Fuck She is so fucking hot. He could not take his eyes off it. There on the TV in front of me and my best friend was video of me and my wife fucking.  I could tell by the giant bulge in his pants he liked it. When it was over he kept saying what a great looking wild wife I had. Then he said I have to go and left.

All I could think about after he left was how seeing Wendy that way affected him. How bad he wanted her. I just sat there and thought a bought it watching the video over and over. My phone rang it was David and he said he had jerked of 3 times thinking about it. He then told me how bad he wanted to fuck her. I did not say no and told him that I was thinking about him fucking her to. Then Wendy pulled in the drive and I told him I would call him later.

The first thing she said when she walked in the door now you had better tell me the truth about what David said. So I told her that he got so turned on I could see a Bulge in his pants and he could not stop talking about how hot she was. She asked me if I was mad at him and I said I was at first but then I knew why he thought that and she is hot. So I reached over and started Kissing her she was on fire. As soon as I got her pants of I could see how wet she was.

I asked if the thought of David seeing her like that made her this way and she just said no I just want you bad. So as I am fucking her I said are you thinking about David She said no. I said he called and told me he jacked off thinking about you and she just exploded on me. When it was over she said he did not say that I assured her he did.

When you found the bed, you just sat down, I pushed you down into the bed, and while looking onto your lovely eyes, I slowly started to take my shirt off, you tried to do the same, but when you did, I stopped, and pushed you back onto the bed, and said to you, “Not yet, I want you to just watch me for now.” You nodded your head. I started to take my shirt off again, when I get it off, your hands go straight for my breast, I grab your hands and put them on the bed, I tell you, “Don’t make me have to tie you up. This night is about you, not me. It is your birthday after all.” You say, “Fine, for right now at least.” I get up off of you, turn around and take my mini skirt off; I slowly drop it to the floor. I tell you to, “Close your eyes, I’ll be right back.”

I go into the bathroom to put something on. I then come back and tell you to “open your eyes.” Your eyes go from top to bottom. You couldn’t believe your eyes. I was wearing a red lacey bra with the panties to match and some red thigh highs and red high heels. I ask you, “Do you like your birthday present.” You say nothing just grab me and pull me on top of you. I laugh and say to you, “I’ll take that as a yes.” “Hell yes.” You corrected me.

I pulled myself off of you and said, “Wait, I’m not done yet.” I go to the I-home and turn on a song, your eyes widen as you know what I’m about to do. I go over to you and sit on your lap; I bounce up and down swinging my hair from side to side while your face is in-between my breast. I get off of you and turn around and move my hips from side to side and move back to where I’m almost sitting on your lap, but I’m still able to move my hips, I move my face sideways so I can look in your eyes, I go to kiss you, but inside I bring my hand up to my face and put a finger in my mouth, just to tease you. I turn back around and face you, I lip my lips, as I tell you, “I’m not going to play nice, and I’m going to make you beg.” You just laughed and kissed me.

I started to pull at your shirt. You broke the kiss to pull your top off. I just smiled and sat back some, I love seeing your body, it always makes me so wet seeing you without a shirt on. I go to your nipples and start to suck. I look up into your eyes as I do this because I know it drives you crazy. I go to the other nipple and do the same thing. After I get both of them nice and hard, I kiss down your stomach until I get to your pants, I unbutton them and pull your pants off.

I get on my knees while still on the bed so you can have a clear view of me. I take your cock in my hand and start to stroke it, I lick the tip of your cock so softly, and I then start to suck, making my mouth very tight, as I do that, I move my hand to your balls and squeeze gently. I look at you; letting you see the JOY in my eyes as I’m moaning. I then spit on your cock, and slap my face with it. I stroke it, changing the pressure and speed of my strokes. I put my mouth on your cock again, I move my tongue from side to side as I go up and down slowly going faster and faster, all while looking in your eyes, trying to feel you on a deeper level and read your body’s reactions to what I am doing to you. I take your cock out, and smile. I look at your cock in FASCINATION. I to myself, I don’t really care whether or not he cum’s or not, I just want him to feel great while him cock is in my mouth. I start to stroke it again, and go down to your balls and start to suck, I take one ball in my mouth and then take the other one. Moving my tongue in swirls, and sucking lightly, driving you crazy. I go back your cock, sucking it oh so tightly, moving up and down so fast, but what almost drove you over the edge is that when I looked in your eyes. You said, “Oh my God baby, if you don’t stop you’re going to make me cum…” I don’t stop, so you take it upon yourself to pull me off of you and move me so I’m laying on top of you now.

I look into your eyes and ask you, “Did I do something wrong? Did you not like it or something?” You tell me, “You did nothing wrong, and the problem was that I like it too much.” I kiss you, then I say, “Oh really now, well then, I have a surprise for you.” I don’t give you a chance to ask me ‘what’, I just get up and turned around, and slowly took off my panties. I then get back on top of you and rub the head of your cock against my little pink clit.

I ask you, “Are you ready for your surprise?” You say, “No, what about me going down on you?” I lean down to kiss you, I say to you, “It’s your day baby, it’s about you, not me, and besides, I’m already soaking wet, and if I don’t get you inside me right now, I’m going to die.” You shook your head up and down, and I asked you again, “Are you ready?” This time you said, “Yes.” I say to you, “Beg for it baby.” You smiled, “Please, I need you; I need to be inside you so badly, please. I’m begging you.”

I slowly start to move down on your cock. I stop half way, giving my pussy time to adjust, you then say to me, “Damn baby, what have you been doing, your pussy is tight as fuck baby, it feels just like the first time we had sex.” I smile at you, “That’s the surprise baby, do you like it?” You laugh. “Do I really have to answer that? (I nodded yes) Yes okay, I fucking love your tight little pink pussy.” I moan and smile as I go all the way down. I start to back up, as I move back down I lean down and kiss you, I look into your eyes, and ask, “Do you like it when I ride you like a good little girl?”

I lean back up and start to ride you faster. You scream out, “Oh fuck baby, don’t you dare stop.” I reach be hide my back and unsnap my bra. My breast come free and as I ride you, they bounce up and down, as I ride you faster, I make my pussy tighter, and your eyes start to roll. You try to grab my hips, but I grab your hands and pin them above your head, I say to you, “Not so fast, I’m In Control Birthday Boy.” You seemed to like that because you moaned. I ride you slow, slowly going fast.

I sit up straight and I let your hands free and put my hands on your chest, your hands find their way to my breast and you squeeze lightly. Once I get you so very deep inside me, I gently swivel my hips from side to side. I tell you, “Your cock feels as if it’s against every inch inside of me.” I go back up, but this time I scream on the top of my lungs when I swivel down. “Oh my god baby, your hitting my G-spot, oh fuck, I’m going to cum baby, ohhhh.” I cum so hard, but I don’t stop. You bite your bottom lip as my pussy clinches your cock so tightly.

I swing my legs over your body crosswise and keep them close together so my legs are positioned perpendicular to yours. Sitting on top of your thighs I lean back on my arms for support. As you thrust into me, I open my legs slightly and begin making slow, swiveling motions for a while.

I then move my legs so that my feet are under your shoulders, all with you still so very deep inside me. With your hands over your head and your legs flat on the bed, I grab your knees for leverage as I start to swivel my hips as I go back and forth. It feels so good. I do this a few more times.

Then I spin around on your cock, as you lay on your back still and your legs straight out in front of you, I tell you, “Get a pillow under your head so you can watch.” You do. I then straddle you with your head facing your feet and my hands on the bed for support; I back up onto your cock as you hold my upper thigh with one hand and my butt tightly with the other while I bounce. I look back to see the look of your face, your just staring at my ass as it goes back and forth. I moan again, feeling so very good.

Then I extend my legs back toward your shoulders, relaxing my torso onto the bed between your feet. You move your hands to my ass, and I move my hands under your legs and hold on tight. With both mine and your legs forming an X-shape, I start to bounce up and down. Slow, then faster.

I then sit up straight with each of my feet on one side of your legs, with my hands on your hips; I grind into you slowly for a few minutes, building up the intense sensation.

Next, I lean back, steadying myself with my hands (placed next to your sides) until my back presses against your chest. I ride you hard like this. You sit up some and then lean back slightly, using your arms to support your weight. With my back to you and my legs straddling your thighs, I move up and down. When we grind together, I squeeze my PC muscles while you make small circular rotations with your cock. You lean up so I feel you against my back, and you move my hair to one side, and start to kiss my neck, I can feel that I’m close again, and I start to moan louder and louder, going harder and fast till I couldn’t take it anymore and finally came again.

I then tell you to lie back and prop up your head and shoulders up with a pillow, and I ask you to spread your legs slightly. All while we’re facing the same direction — my back is to your face. I put my feet between your legs on the bed. I take my right hand and place it on your right hip bone and my left hand on the bed next to your left hip bone. I then use my hands and feet to move my body up and down on your cock. Going slow for awhile, then going faster, and faster, till I bring you to the edge.

I then spin back around so I could face you. I lower myself in a kneeling position. Keeping my knees on the bed and curl my feet around the inside of your legs. I lean forward and grab the bed sheets on both sides of your head. While holding the sheets — and my feet wrapped around your calves — you squeeze my ass, and I move back and forth in small, tight motions.

Kissing you and looking in your eyes, I ask you to sit up with your legs crossed. I get off you so you can do this, then still facing you; I straddle your legs and lower myself into your lap — without you penetrating me. I wrap my legs around you tightly. Then, as we hold each other’s arms you enter me. We start to slowly rock back and forth together, increasing our speed. I feel so close to you, looking into your eyes, every part of my body is touching yours.

I grab your elbows and I tell you to do the same. I then lean back and you do the same. I pull one arm, you pull on the other gently, and we do this for awhile.

You pull my arms and sit up, I sit up too. I unlock my feet and get in a kneeling position and hold on to your shoulders as I go all the way down on your cock. I lean toward you and keep our bodies close together as I take control of the timing and speed of the thrusting. I ride you good and hard, bouncing up and down.

You start to straighten your legs back out and we roll onto our sides, face-to-face (keeping you inside me the entire time), we then put the passion on a low simmer with our legs intertwined and our chests pressed against one another. I kiss you, and then go to your neck, sucking and kissing, you are the one thrusting into this time.

You then get on your knees, sitting back on your heels. With my back to you, I lower myself onto your cock, with my feet planted on both sides of your legs. Placing my hands on my thighs for balance and you place your hands on my ass for support. I take you in only about a third of the way. Teasing you for a few minutes, and then I gradually go deeper until I’m nesting in your lap. You grab my neck and pull me into you more; I scream your name as you bite my neck, I start to go up and down, and your hands move to my boobs as they bounce up and down with me. I go faster and faster.

You ask me, “Can I get on top?” I smile and nod yes. I lie down on my stomach and, keeping my legs straight, I spread them slightly. I stretch my arms out in front of me. I tell you to stretch your body over mine, and to rest your elbows on the bed so you don’t place all your weight on me. You then position your legs outside mine.

As you enter me, I surprise you and close my legs and cross them at the ankles. I can feel you all the way inside me. I grip your cock tight as you thrust deep. You brush your lips against my neck and nibble on my earlobe. I squeeze my legs together more. As you start to moan, I say your name, over and over and over again, I grab your head with my hand while you were kissing my neck, and I scream.

You say to me, “Keep making your pussy that tight and you’re going to make me cum.” I smile and say, “That’s why I do it. Please cum for me baby, I need your warm cum inside me. Please. I need it so, so, so very badly. Please cum for me.” You moan again, “Not until you cum one more time for me.” I nod my head yes. You go faster, and faster, harder, and harder. Going in and out of my so fast.

You stop and say, “I want to be looking into your eyes when I cum inside you.” So you spin me around so I’m lying on my back and I bring my knees as close to my chin as I can. You lie on top of me, and while I rest my calves on your shoulders, you begin thrusting inside of me. For extra leverage, I grab a hold of your upper arms. As you have your palms flat down for support.

I ask you, “Can you please look into my eyes and cum for me, please. I need you to cum for me. Cum so hard inside my tight little pussy, don’t pull out, cum so very deep inside me. Pleaseeee….. I scream your name, and that did it. You let out a loud moan, and said to me, “Oh fuck baby, ohhhhhhhh, I’m cumming so deep inside that tight little pussy of yours baby.” I moaned as you say that.

You thrust into me one last time, still cumming, and then you pull me on top of you. I ask you, “Did you enjoy your gift?” You didn’t say anything, just kissed me. I kissed you back, using my tongue in slow circles; I sit up some, pulling you out of me, and cuddle up next to you. And I fall asleep with my head on your chest.

The End!

Till next time.

I had all sorts of dreams that night. I just had a veg memory of them when I woke up. For me my dreams seem to evaporate after I wake up. I knew they had to do with sex though.

I went down stairs for breakfast early. I wasn't down there long before Mom came down. She looked as vigorous as ever. She was wearing a long house coat. She has a few of the same kind of housecoats. I see her very seldom in anything else but housecoats unless she goes to town to preach at the gym. At those times she wears a dress down to her knees with long sleeves. I remember dad saying she never bought fancy dresses or jewelery because she believed such luxuries were a waste of money. She didn't believe in wasting money. Now I know she didn't even wear panties or bra.

When I had gotten up I decided I would go without panties and bra myself.

“Good morning mom.” I greeted mom when I entered the kitchen. She was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a cub of coffee. “How are you feeling? I thought you would have been in bed when I got home but dad told me you praised over another dozen black boys last night.”

“Your dad is right honey. Word is all over the place about my work with black thugs. Sit down Marrie.” Mom said.

I poured a cup of coffee and sat down across from mom at the table. I tried not to look mom in the face because inside I felt so ashamed of myself. I had behaved like a real slut the night before with the four white boys that saw me in the park. I didn't know what to say to her without lying to her. I didn't like to lie usually but with in the last day lying it seemed had become second nature to me. Lying to dad about going to church service with my boy friend Paul to begin with. Actually he and I went to the park and had our first sex. Very unfulfilled for me that is. I don't know about him since I hadn't talked to him since having our first sex. Actually I was afraid to see him after meeting up with the four hot young good looking boys in the park.

“Look at me Marrie.” Mom said. “There is something different about you this morning. I promise not to tell your dad but did you have sex with Paul?”

I swallowed hard. Without thinking I answered. “How did you know mom?”

“A mother can tell Marrie.” Mom said. “He's a good man and he will make you a good husband just like your dad has made me a good husband. You relax and have a good breakfast before school. I suppose you will be going to the school dance tonight as the chaperone. Will you be coming home before the dance or stay and eat at school before the dance.”

“Probably stay at school. I'm going to be home late from the dance. Paul wants to go over some stuff about the wedding. Okay mom.” I said.

Then I heard a loud knock at the back door beside the kitchen. “Must be more black hoodlums for you to redeem mom.” I said. “I wish I were more like you mom. So good and helping those black hoodlums like you do. I don't know any woman that would take on what you do mom. They look so tough, muscular, aggressive and full of anger when they get here. I see how they change when they leave.”

“I do my best Marrie.” Mom said pulling her house coat around her and walking to the door. “Hello boys. Come in. Your back again Tony. I can never seem to get that evil seed out of you totally.”

“Fuck off bitch. You'll get my evil seed and my new friends from out of the city. I told them all about you slut. Right guys.” Tony said.

Tony walked right in wearing his tight jeans, no t-shirt or shoes. Behind him more black muscular boys around sixteen to eighteen followed him in. There had to be at least a dozen and a half. “You didn't tell us there were two sluts to take our evil seed Tony.” A boy at least six two dark brown with bare chest that was covered with sweat making his muscular chest and stomach gleam in the sunlight from the open door.

“No she is my daughter.” My mom said. “I am the one that will conduct the service of taking the badness from you boys.”

“She's going to take us all on.” Another boy behind Tony asked.

“Yes she is and believe me she knows what she is doing.” Tony said.

“That's right boys just follow me down stairs. I see I have a lot of sinful lust to take care of today. Let's get going I want to get to town later this afternoon. I have a big congregation of adult black men coming in today. Our city basketball team after the game always needs to be relieved of their badness after their aggressive game. Plus their coach recommended I also take care of the visiting team. The visiting team coach said he was impressed by another team I relieved of their badness. It is amazing teams from all across the continent have been learning about my deduction to ride black hoodlum muscular tough men of their badness.”

“Let's just get going slut. Take care of those guys later. I want you to take care of me and my boys right now bitch.” Tony said.

“Sorry Marrie what you have to hear from these hoodlums when they arrive but you are use to it. In just a few hours the boys will be leaving relieved of their bad seed and leave with smiles and content on their faces.” Mom said smiling at me.

“Yes mom. I am use to them mom.” I said ready to finish eating my breakfast. “I probably won't see you until tomorrow. Have a good day.”

“Okay.” Mom answered as she led the black muscular hoodlums through the kitchen to the basement door. They all followed her the last one closing the basement door behind him.

I finished breakfast and headed to school. At school things pretty much went as usual. Although at break I went out for a breath of fresh air and found Jason, Tom, Anthony and Ryan smoking. I was startled to see them there and didn't know how to react. I guess they were so busy talking to each other and talking they didn't see me. So I decided since they had all been nude in front of me and had pushed their cocks in me why should I be shy now. So I walked up to them and said. “Hi guys.”

“Holy shit it's the slut we fucked last night in the park.” Ryan said. “Never saw you around here before.”

“I come here everyday. How come I never saw you guys before?” I asked. “Well except last night.”

“That's because we're not from around here.” Jason said. “Our basketball team plays yours this afternoon and my Uncle let us stay at his place for a couple of days.”

“Yup and we told Uncle Jake all about you slut. He's the coach of your city's football team. You'll like him bitch.” Tom said.

“Your still meeting us after the dance aren't you cunt.” Anthony said.

“Yes I am.” I said. “I got to get back to class now though. Meet me by the gym door around nine. That's what time the dance is over.”

I went back to inside for an uneventful afternoon. After school I went to the cafeteria and had supper. I was not much one to socialize with others at school so went to the library to read until the school dance. I have to admit though all day I was looking at the hot looking boys at school with an entirely different light. I tried to make it obvious but I did look the boys up and down and at their crotches especially all the athletic boys. I even began looking all the black boys up and down and wondered what their cocks must look like. Yes I had seen probably hundreds of black boys over the years enter our house in need of moms preaching in the basement. Other than that I didn't know any black men personally. I saw many black hoodlums in the halls that had been to our house late at night. Most of them hung out together and played hooky. I knew I didn't have what mom had to tame those hoodlums and stayed away from them. So never knew what they thought of me. Even though I was intrigued I still thought I would keep my distance.

I noticed the time and knew the dance would be starting soon so headed for the school gym. I got to the dance and stood by the front of the bleachers. Already a few of the boys and girls had entered the gym. The boys sat on one side and the girls on the other. To the far side sat a bunch of black boys. I could tell they looked like trouble. I decided to ignore them. Probably later they would coming to visit mom. I know she would have her work cut out with those hoodlums. I just hoped until then they wouldn't cause any trouble at the dance.

I wasn't really surprised not to see the four hot boys that had fucked me the night before there. I didn't think a school dance would be their kind of place. The dance went pretty well. I didn't go around the other chaperones very much and they moved through the students. They were mostly older than me. Around 8:30 the dance was wrapping up and soon the dance would be over. The students began to leave. I went over and helped the chaperones to clean up after the dance. It was about ten to nine when everything was wrapped up. I went to the washroom to look at myself. I took the top of my dress down and took off my bra and put my dress up again then took my panties off. I remembered Ryan, Tom, Anthony and Jason’s request I didn't wear panties or bra when I met them outside the gym. I didn't want to take my purse with me so I went to woman’s locker room and put my things in my locker.

I came out of the woman’s locker room looking at the clock on the wall. It was two minutes to nine. I went to the front door of the gym and walked outside. “Over here slut.” I heard from beside the Gym. It was Jason. He had a hold of his crotch messaging it. It looked he was hiding one hard cock that would be needing taking care of. “Let's go the rest are waiting in the boys locker room. I got a key so we will have the locker room along with my pals, me and you to ourselves.”

I followed Jason to the entrance of the boys locker room and walked in after Jason held the door open for me. It was dark. I could feel myself trembling. I wondered what I had got myself into. Maybe this was a trap to injure me not have sex. Then the lights went on. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the light after the darkness. I looked around. To my delight and amazement I saw at least a dozen hot looking young men nude. All muscular and hot looking but except for a man in his early twenties they were all black. I don't know why but I got more aroused than ever. I felt so hot and even without touching myself I could feel my pussy getting wet. I couldn't help pushing the top of my dress down and begin messaging my breast and hard nipples. “Oh yes guys.” I said and looked around looking at the hot black teenagers standing side by side. They varied in tallness from about five nine to well over six feet. Of coarse my eyes went to their cocks. Every one of them had hard on. Not one of them had less than seven solid inches.

I heard Jason suddenly say. “Well bitch is this what you wanted, because I made sure I rounded up the roughest, horniest guys I know. I don't think any of them except me, Tom, Anthony and Ryan had a bitch like you. A fucking slut. I can see by your eyes you want these hot black bucks. Don't you slut.”

“Yes. Oh yes.” I heard myself moaning. “I do. Mmmmmm.” I didn't realize I had pushed my dress off and was standing nude. I then realized my fingers were pushing into my hot pussy. My mind seemed lost in lust.

“Lay down on the mattress bitch.” Tom said stepping from behind me. I looked back to see Ryan and Anthony behind me also.

“Then suddenly one of the black teens yelled. “Holly fuck I've seen this slut before. She's the daughter of that slut I fucked a couple of days ago. Shit I never knew you were a slut like your trashy mother.”

I looked up to see it was Tony. It was the guy that had been at our house when I had gone out yesterday. Wow did he look hot nude and did he have a huge cock at least ten thick inches.

“My mother trashy slut. Are you calling my mother who told me she wanted only to preach to you a slut. How dear you.” I said defending my mother. Tony had to be wrong about my wonderful mother she wasn't a slut.

“Dam girls your stupid. It's one thing convincing your dad she was giving me and my buddies gospel meetings but you look intelligent. She only fed that crap so she could enjoy her lust for us black boys. Now get on the mattress. I know you want to get fucked and fucked hard like I've been fucking mother.” Tony said.

I went to the mattress and laid down stretching my legs wide. “Shit Tony fuck me like you fuck mom. Fuck me like that slut of a mom. She sure pulled the wool over my eyes with her praise the lord junk. I want to feel what mom feels.” I said.

Before I had a chance to finish Tony was on the bed laying on top of me. He squeezed my breast together and pinched my large nipples. “Shit your so hot. You have me so hard bitch. I got to screw you hard. These white boys told us blacks you were one hot fuck. Let's try you out. Len get over here and let her try sucking your dick. Think you can suck that dick slut.”

End of Part 3 My Life With Paul Please watch for Part 4.

I was trying to light a cigarette, even though it was now pouring down. I was standing, lost on my own thoughts, when someone laid their hand on my shoulder. Nearly dropping my cig, I looked to the side, and saw a pale, slender hand with long black nails."H-hey ..."
I felt like smacking myself. I'd just met her for the first time ever, and then I started stuttering like some idiot? Great.
"Aww, you're soaked. Poor boy."
Inhaling the smoke, just about the only damn thing that was keeping me calm right now, I took a look at her. Long black hair. Blue eyes. Black eyeliner. 18 piercings as far as I could see. She was not that tall, but she wore platform boots, so we were about the same height right at that moment.
My tongue must have tied a knot around itself, because I couldn't come up with an answer.
She grabbed my arm and guided me towards an apartment complex. It was rundown. It was obviously not the best part of town I had landed myself in. 

She lived five minutes away from the bus stop. Five minutes where I was desperately trying to find something to say to her. Funny how I had been thinking about all the right things to say before I got here, but now, I couldn't do anything but stare at her. She sat down on her bed, kicking off her boots. When she did so, I catched a quick glimpse of her garterbelt, before she stood up again.
"So ... This is my room. My housemates aren't home this weekend, so you don't have to sleep here if you don't wanna. I'm sure they wouldn't mind if you use their rooms."
I thought the apartment she lived in would be just as rundown and shitty as the outside of the building looked, but it was actually quite nice. Her walls were painted black, and she had a huge bed ... I thought about the time she texted me, writing that she was cold even though she was underneath a blanket. I couldn't help but imagine her laying naked in that bed.
"That's okay, I want to be with yo-"
That sounded wrong. I closed my eyes for a second, and when I opened them again, she was smirking.
"What I meant was that I want to spend as much time with you as possible before I go home again."
"Sure."
She turned on her tv. There was some kind of horror movie playing. I watched as a guy got killed by a female hitchhiker. I sat down beside her, taking off my shoes and my jacket. After about 5 minutes, she laid down. Her skirt was riding up again, but she didn't seem to care. I couldn't help but stare at her body. She wasn't skinny, but she definetely wasn't chubby either. I think people call girls like her curvy.
Her corset was tightly laced, making her waist even smaller than it would usually be, in stark contrast to her round hips and large breasts. I hesistantly laid down.
I'd told her that I wanted to sleep in the same bed as her, but I couldn't do that if she wanted to sleep without clothes on. Even though I'm painfully shy, I can't control myself when I get horny. I don't know why. I just can't stop.It took everything I had not to look at her, focusing on the screen instead.
She sighed, and stretched herself a little, obviously being tired after a 9 hour workday. She smelled nice. Like vanilla.
"How was your day at school?"
I had almost forgotten that she was four years older than me. As a twenty year old, she had a job at the local funeral home where she got a nice paycheck each month, saving up money so she could study medicine at the university without taking loans just to get by.
"It was ... fine."
I didn't want to admit that I had been thinking about this the whole day. While I was sitting in class, I kept thinking about what it would feel like to have her body so close to mine. I thought about how soft her skin would be. I had been looking at her pictures on facebook, thinking about what it would be like to touch her.Of course, I never dared to say any of this to her. I was about to piss my pants in fear when I wrote a text to her, telling her how pretty she was. She probably didn't know that I had a crush on her. And why would she even care? I'm 16, just a kid.

I glanced at her alarm clock on the table at her bedside. 22:04. We just laid there for some time, looking at one person after the other getting killed by the hitchhiker in the movie. I never watch those kind of movies. I mean, I do like them. I just get scared easily.Hoping she wouldn't notice, I moved myself a little closer to her, just for comfort. But she did.
She took my hand and placed it on her stomach. I took a deep breath, as I laid there with my arm wrapped around her. I could feel my cock getting hard. She could probably feel it pressing against her ass.
After five more minutes, it was just getting uncomfortable. My jeans were getting too tight.
"Excuse me ..."
I got up, adjusting my jeans as soon as I was facing away from her.
"What's wrong, Casper?"
I didn't hear her get up, but she was standing behind me now. I could feel her warm breath on my nape. Then her hands on my hips as she pulled me backwards, and finally her lips on the side of my neck and her hand, sliding under my t-shirt.
"No!"
I came out as a moan, but she listened. She let go again as she stepped away. I was immediately hit with a wave of regret.I turned around, and saw that she was taking her clothes off. She was facing the wall.
"There's a room with a really nice bed if you turn left when you exit my room. You can sleep there."
Her skirt fell down to the floor.
"B-but ..."
Then her shirt joined her skirt on the floor. She was standing there in her lingerie. She knew exactly was she was doing, I think, looking back. She could have waited until I left. She knew I would go to sleep with a raging hard on now.
She unbuckled her bra.
I sighed, and walked out of the room.
"I'll see you later", she said, before closing the door to her room. I think I saw a smile playing on her lips, just for a second.

My Life With Paul Part 1.

Everything seemed perfect for me. I was eighteen a virgin and engaged to a great guy in his early twenties. He had a good career thanks to his dad plus he was very good looking. He was five eight, 155 pounds of muscle. On his spare time he worked out and competed with the body builders.

I worked out also but not as much as my future husband Paul did. I just went to the gym on weekends and a couple of times after school. I did like playing sports, such as swimming and gymnastics and even after I got married I planned on playing on the city teams. Playing for the fun of playing sports. So all was looking good for me. I am 5''6" 110 pounds dark wavy hair just over my shoulders. Large breasts 38 C and my waist is 23 and hips 34 .

As I say I am a virgin so managed to fight off the boys. My brothers have always helped fight away boys who tried to hang around me. Believe me I have a lot of brothers. I am the only girl in the family. I have two older brothers both black and twelve younger brothers all shades of black. To set things straight. My parents are both white but on mom's side of the family way back is black link. Mom has never really explained it to me. None of my mother's brothers and sister had been black or her aunts and uncles. Why the black jean started showing up in my generation is difficult to understand. But blacks in my family have showen up, Infact not only am I the only girl in the family but I am the only entirely white one in the family. The rest of my brothers are different shades of black. By the way my mother is pregnant again at the age of thirty-five. She was only fifteen when she married my dad.

My dad is a priest so talking to him about sex was taboo of coarse. Mom was very conservative in manner but in looks she was stunning. I infact looked a lot like mom. She also was around 5'6” 110 pounds big breasts, small waist and ample hips. I had seen her coming from the shower a few times. She didn't work, but did a lot of volunteering for the church. We never talked about her volunteer work. I just know she was out of the house a lot. Although sometimes she did have black teenage boys to the house. On those occasions mom told me she was teaching the black boys the ways of the lord. She said the black boys needed to learn the ways of the Lord the most. Dad must have agreed with mom because he never objected to all the black boys she brought to the basement of our house.

Yes of coarse Paul was like any other man wanting to get me into bed before we got married. I have to admit it was a difficult time for myself. I had all these run away harmones I wanted to try out myself and find out how they worked and one hot itchy pussy. I never talked to other girls about sex and especially my mother. Before I go on you would think with all the children my mother had sex would be an open supject. However it wasn't. My parents had been married twenty years and she was pregnant now with her sixteenth child.

What was really amazing my room was next to my parents and through the years you would think one would hear a lot of bedsprings banging since every year or every other year I had a new brother. But I always had trouble sleeping for some reason and never heard the bedsprings except on the odd occation. I just gather my parents were quiet at sex during the night. I knew they didn't have sex during the day because dad was either at the church prepairing lessons for church or working out at his own gym.

One day after school I went to the construction site my boyfriend Paul worked. He was just getting off worked. The cafateria was empty and we went in. "What did you want to talk to me about Paul?" I asked after sitting down at one of the cafateria tables.

I know we promised no sex before we got married Marrie but I can't hold out any longer and the last thing I want to do is cheet on you. Can't we have sex just once before we get married. Please Marrie. I promise it will not change the way I feel about you. I love you so much." Paul pleaded.

"We only have to waite three more months for the big wedding your dad has planned for us Paul." I said knowing in my own head I'd love to try sex with Paul. The least I could do is pretend to want to wait. Maybe he was testing me to see if I was a good girl.

"Please Marrie. I Love you so much and I want to show my love so much to you." Paul continued to plead.

After a good half hour of pleading and I do mean pleading I said okay we would have sex. Then we had to work out where and when. Neither of us had much time or money. Most of our money was tied up in finding a nice house to move into after we got married and furniture. Thank goodness the wedding and honeymoon was all on Paul's dad. We finnally decided on Saturday after it got dark in the secluded part of the park. Paul could park his car in the parking lot. We then could take a blanket to the secluded part of the park not that far from the parking lot, put the blanket down and have our first sex. It sounded easy.

It was a busy week with finals coming up so I had a lot of studding to do. Plus swimming as well as gymnastics. I thought the week would go slow but actually it went fast. I went shopping for my mother. She was busy teaching some black boys some lessons in our basement and didn't want to disturb her. When I got home around noon she had finished the biblical lessons with the black boys and was fixing lunch when I got home. She must have had a fresh shower because she smelled especialy fresh. She had her long navy blue dress on. It must have been her favourite one because she wore it quite often.

Mom and I had soup and sandwhiches together and she asked what I was going to do the rest of the day. I told her I would be at the gym at school this afternoon and be home to help with dinner. Then would be going out with Paul this evening. I asked her what she would be doing. She told me she was having another bible class this afternoon with those black devil men. She said if it took the rest of her life she'd drill it into those boys how they were suppose to praise the lord in the proper way. I have to purify those boys even if it takes all their manness out of them." She often said. What ever she meant by that. "Those black boys always seem to gain their manlyness back though and more and once more I must purify them. It's an never ending cycle Marrie. Thank goodness the basement where I take those manness hormones away is sound proof. All the black boys and I do a lot of moaning and groaning to please those black boys and get rid of their bad seed."

"Good luck mom." I said as I gathered my gym bag and left the house. See you later this afternoon to help with dinner. I am sure dad'll be hungry after his long day at church.

It wasn't difficult telling my parents I was going to the Saturnight service with my boyfriend Paul. I did feel guilty though lying to my dad who was a priest. I lied and told him we would be going to the church on the other side of the city close to Paul's place. Paul was every bit the gentleman he always was and knocked at the door to pick me up. It was an unusualy hot night and I wore a summer dress. Yes of coarse I wore a bra and panties. Dad had already left to prepair for evening service.

Mom said she was expecting another group of the black hoodlooms over. She was wearing a long housecoat she often wore to go to the basement to teach the black boys. I had always wondered why she would wear that long house coat into the basement to teach the rapure to those black boys and wondered what she wore under it. But she had been doing it as far back as I could remember. So she must know what she is doing because at least three times a day she had those heathen black boys down stairs.

I was about to set my put my dirty dishes in the sink when I heard the back door bell ring. “I'll get it Mom.” I said heading for the back door.

“Okay Marrie.” Mom said putting her mug down on the kitchen table after swallowing her coffee.

I went to the back door and opened it. “Hi your mom is expecting us.” A black boy around eighteen said. I recognized him at once as a boy that had been over many times in the past months. His name was Tony. I had heard other boys call him that who also came to our place. He was a good six feet tall, very muscular. He always wore tight sleeveless t-shirts and blue jeans. When ever I had seen him coming over he looked so tough like a hoodlum his dark brown eyes blazing. He looked so full of anger of some sort. I couldn't really understand what the matter was with him. But then I had seen many young black men with the same kind of attatude coming to moms biblicale groups.

Then I heard mom from behind me. “Come in Tony. You have met my daughter Marrie before she is off to church service. Bring in the gang Tony.”

I stepped to one side to let Tony and the other black boys in the house. I could see mom would have a lot of work to do tonight. In walked at least two dozen hard bodied boys looking much like Tony. All the boys including Tony were rubbing the crotches of their jeans as they walked past me.

“Down stairs boys.” Mom said in a stern voice. “Thank you Tony for bring your bunch of boys so I can take all that badness from them.”

“Yea, what ever you want to call it.” Tony said. “Lets get at it. I'm about to burst and so are my buddies.”

“Follow me downstairs then Tony and bring the gang. I see I am going to have a long night with you and your buddies. I'm sorry Marrie when you have to see the way these boys behave before I remove their badness but you have seen how black boy after black boy leave with praise in their hearts and satisfaction on their faces.” Mom said as she led the two dozen black boys down the hall to the basement stairs.

“Bye mom and good luck. I am going across town to go to church service with Paul.” I said.

No sooner had I put on my shoes when the front door bell went. I went tot the door to see Paul waiting for me. I got in his car and we were soon driving toward the park. It was only a five minute drive from my place. He parked the car on the far side of the park.

We got out of his car. Paul carried the blanket and we headed to a secluded part of the park not far from the parking lot. He put the planket down and we both laid on it after kicking off my loafers.

Paul undid his shoes and took them off along with his socks.

I didn't know what to do and I don't think Paul did either. We ended up moving close to each other and began kissing. We had kissed before. He moved his large muscular arms around me in a big embrace and undid the back of my dress and pulled down the zipper. I pulled my arms through the dress and soon the top of my dress was off and I only had my bra on. He unhooked my bra and he pulled it off. My large breasts fell free. I guess Paul was impressed by the size of my breasts because he took one

of them in his hands and began to message it leaning his body into mine. I could feel his hard

cock pressed against my leg.

Paul leaned down and licked my large nipple and took it into his mouth. I wanted to see his chest and

began to undo the buttons of his cotton shirt. When I had his shirt undone I felt inside for his nude

chest. It was smooth and muscular. I ran my hands all over his chest as he let go of me and removed

his shirt and now we were both topless. He then undid my skirt and pushed it down over my hips. I kicked it down my legs and off my feet. Now I just had my panties on.

I hadn't touched my own pussy except to wash it. For some reason I thought it was a sin to touch one's self because that was for your mate to do. So I had never experienced an organzam before or even anything close to an orgasm before. Now I felt my panties and they were becoming wet with out me touching them. I didn't know why though. Then for the very first time I felt as my panties were being pushed aside by someone other than myself. Paul's finger entered my pussy and I wanted to push forward to get more of his finger in me.

However I didn't and waited for Jeff to take the lead. He pulled his finger out of my pussy and took a

hold of each side of my panties and pulled them down. I lifted my butt up and he pulled them over my ass and on down my legs to my feet. He took them off my feet and threw them on the ground. He stood up undid the top botton of his pants and undid the zipper and pushed his pants down his muscular legs to his feet and stepped out of them. I saw the big lump in his boxer shorts. Paul leaned over and pulled them down as well and stood up.

"Do you like my cock Marrie?" He said.

"Yes." I answered. It had to be around five inches long and straight. It had this head on it with a hole in the middle. It did look impressive. Äre you going to put that in me?" I asked.

"Yes but not cum today. I don't want you having children until we get married Marrie." He said.

“Okay." I answered.

Paul laid down beside me and we began to kiss again. He began kissing my neck down to my nipples and breast. He kissed down my stomach and down to my pussy. That was so hot. I was so excited when he reached my pussy but he went passed my pussy and kissed my thighs and went back to my stomach and back to my breasts and my nipples. Then he went back down to my pussy once more and licked my clit and took it into his mouth. I felt myself shaking all over. I couldn't control my body as I felt myself squirting into Paul's mouth.

He moved his mouth from my pussy and moved up again licking me all over. He then laid on top of me and kissed my lips again. I tried to kiss him back. We kissed along time before he told me to spread my legs. I spread my legs and before I knew it his cock was in my hot pussy all the way. He wasn't in my pussy more than a couple of seconds when he was pulling out. I saw a steam of blood coming from me the same time. I wanted to scream. "What have you done to me. I'm bleeding."

Just then he was pulling his cock out of me again. "I made you a woman Marrie. Nothing to worry about." Paul said.

"Okay." I answered as Paul pushed his five inch cock back into me. This time Paul's cock seemed to wake something deep inside me. I felt all hot and feaverish. I could feel my clit hard again and felt Paul put his fingers around it as his hard cock entered me all the way. Paul had withrawn his cock from my pussy at the same time. Suddenly to my amazement he took his hand around his cock and was moving it up and down in his hand. Just then all this white stuff came out all over the top of my

stomach. The only thing wrong was my pussy felt it was on fire. He had stimulated something in my pussy but had stopped. I kept rubbing my clit forgetting about Paul momentaraly and I felt my back lift off the ground and a this liquid came shooting from me again only more powerful than the first time. I lay back. When I looked up Paul was looking down at me and saying nothing.

Ïs that it?" I asked looking at Paul.

"Yes. What did you expect?" He said. He was already putting his undershorts on and pants. He had his shirt on and doing it up and I was still laying on the blanket still nude. I was stunned that after what seemed forever waiting for this day it was over so fast. “Get dressed I got to get home. I promised dad I would be home early. Hurry up Marrie.”

I couldn't consintrate because my head was spinning. I felt so let down and for some reason empty. I remember just looking up at Paul feeling tears running down my face and looking down at my nude body. What was wrong with me. I felt so hot between my legs. My pussy felt like it was on fire and Paul was ready to just forget about my needs.

“Fine stay here then. I'm going. I'll give you a call tomorrow. I'm not going to be late because you want to just lay around.” Paul said with a bit of an angry tone in his voice.

I still couldn't comprehend how Paul could get me so hot and just want to leave me here all alone only conserned he had to be home. I guess that's when my stubberness took over my reasonsoning and I said. “Go ahead Paul. Go then. I'll see you tomorrow. Maybe? Maybe not.”

“Oh I'm sorry Marrie. I really am sorry. I Love you so much Marrie but I really do have to get home. You can't stay here all by yourself. Come on get dressed Marrie and I'll take you home.” Paul said.

“Okay then.” I answered getting up, finding my clothes and getting dressed as quickly as possible. Paul put the blanket back in the car and helped me into the front seat of the car and drove me home. We kissed at the door and I went inside. The house was quiet and I went to the livingroom and sat down. I felt so lost and my body felt so hot especially my pussy. I felt like stripping nude and fingering my pussy in the worse way. But then I heard the back door open.

“Any one home?” I heard dad say.

“Yes dad. I'm in the livingroom.” I answered.

“How was the service across town tonight Marrie?” He asked as he entered the livingroom.

“It was quite interesting dad.” I answered. “I think I reached a new understanding of things.”

“I'm glad Marrie. Where is your mom? Have you seen her since you got home?” Dad asked.

“No dad. She is probably still down stairs with the black boys teaching them lessons. You know how dedicted she is in taking the badness out of them.” I said. “It is early. Do you mind if I go out for a walk down town. I want to do some thinking about tonights service and clear my head at the same time Dad.”

“Go ahead Marrie. I know you are so much like your mother dear. You just go out and relax. I am so proud of the way your mother is dedicated to teaching those hoodlum black boys. I've seen those black boys come in looking like such thugs full of plain bad lust and how they leave with big smiles on their faces with looking so relieved of their evilness. I know I could never achieve those mirraculous changes in those black boys like your mother can.

“I agree with you dad. Mom really knows what she is doing. I know tonight she is really got her hands full. That Tony guy was here again. It seems mom just can't get all the badness out of him. He is here at least three times a day for the past six months and he brings more and more thugs with him. At least as bad as he gets he at least knows to bring fellow thugs to mom so she can take the badness out of them as well.” I said opening the back door to leave. “I bet you are so proud of mom.”

“Yes I am Marrie. You could learn a lot from her. You are so kind and good like she is. I know your mom is afraid you will be better off marrying Paul, settling down and raising your own family but I still think you could learn a lot from your mom and she should take you downstairs to observe how she teaches those bad thugs to be honest and God fearing citizens. But I guess your mother knows best. Have a nice walk Marrie and I hope you clear your head.”

“Thanks dad. I'll probably just go to the park and relax. Bye dad.” I said and went out the door heading for the park. I took the short cut through the neighbours laneways and reached the park in no time. I headed to where Paul and I had been earlier and sat down. I thought back to earlier when Paul and I had been there making out. I could feel the itching in my pussy begin again and felt my nipples hardening in my bra. Without thinking I realized I had pulled the zipper down at the back of my dress. The fresh air felt so nice against the heat of my body. But I still felt so hot and pushed the top of my dress down until my bra came into view. The bra felt like it was tight and seemed to bite into my breasts. I know I shouldn't be doing this but I undid the back of my bra and let it slide off my large breast, slide down my arms and tossed it on the grass. Now I was nude from the waist up as I pushed my dress to my waist. Now my pussy seemed it was on fire. I pulled my dress up to my waist and without thinking I pulled my panties down as I lifted my ass off the ground. The next thing I knew my panties were on the ground beside my bra. I began to message my clit as I tossed my head back and could hear myself moaning.

“Shit. Look at this guys.” I suddenly heard as I opened my eyes to see four boys around eighteen starring at me. The boy talking was about five ten with short dark blond hair, wearing a tight white t-shirt and blue jeans. He looked like he might have been on the highschool football team. Slim and muscular. Two of the other boys had dark black hair and looked like they were Italian also slim and muscular both about six feet tall. The other boy had dark red hair, maybe Irish also slim and muscular about five ten.

I know I should have felt imbarressed being cought almost nude but I couldn't help but feeling hotter than ever as I couldn't help looking at each of their crotches. “Hi guys.” I said. “Why don't you guys come over and sit down with me. I'm feeling lonley and you guys look like you'd be good company.”

“Sure. Sounds good to me. My names Ryan.” The dark blond haired boy said. “This is Tom.” Ryan said pointing to the dark red haired boy. “Jason.” Pointing to one of the dark haired boys. “And Anthony.” He said pointing to the other black haired boy.

My Life With Paul. END OF PART 1.

I was exhausted. Looking after a two-year-old and three infants was harder work than anything I'd ever done in the military, even with Lee and Ken there to help me out. So Lee, Ken, Simon and Noah planned a fishing trip with Jack, out to the cabin on the banks of the lake, while Lee's parents were going to take Matthew, Michael and Marcus for the week. My plans: Not even getting dressed. 

The first whole day was glorious. I had been up at four with the men, to see them off and also to entertain Ken, Simon and Noah while Lee dropped our triplets off to Nanny and Poppy Miller's. They were all gone shortly after five, and I went back to bed. I'd slept until nearly noon, then lazed around in my pyjamas, all day long, watching movies. As I said, it was glorious. 

Later that night, at around seven-thirty, there was a knock at the door. Damned doorbell was broken, and the fist pounding loudly on the wood frightened me nearly to death. After taking a second to regain my composure, I tentatively headed out to the foyer. I didn't bother lookng through the spy-hole before unlocking the door; this was Armadale, not Edinburgh. It had already been installed on the door when we bought the house, and Lee had no desire to remove it. I opened the door, only to have a shiny badge shoved under my nose.

"Edinburgh Police. I've got some questions for you, lassie."

My heart nearly came out my mouth before I recognized the childish curl of his slowly-graying hair, and the mischeivous twinkle in his smiling, blue-gray eyes. Then I smacked him on the shoulder.

"John!" I exclaimed, half snarling, half laughing. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!" He laughed and I stepped aside to let him in. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Mr. Dove home?" I rolled my eyes at the stupid nickname he insisted on using. 

"No. Lee's gone fishing with Jack for the week."

"Aw, daddy's little boy is gone with him, eh?" I nodded. "And it's about time the kid learned to fish! He's two years old already!" A chuckle. "What about Captain Cost?" God, I don't even know where he came up with the names. They didn't even make sense. 

"Gone with him."

"Corpse around, do you know?"

"No. He took Noah and went with them, too."

"Hm. A right old party they're having. What about Nicole?" The only nickname that I at least understood where it came from.

"Nikolai doesn't live here, remember? I daresay he's at his house, in Russia, with his wife and hischildren." John MacTavish shrugged.

"I suppose that would be a fair assumption."  

"And will you stop it with the stupid nicknames?"

"Nah, I think they're funny." A pause. "And what about the triplets? Gone to bed, I suppose. I've yet to see them, save for the first day you and Lee brought them home from te hospital."

"They're gone, too. Lee's parents took them for the week."

"What? So you're all alone? Aw, poor lass!"

"No, I asked for this," I assured him. "They've all cleared off to give me a break. And I fully intend to spend its entirety in my pyjamas. But if you're okay with that, you're quite welcome to pop in for a drink."

"Ach, don't mind if I do."

So we sat at the kitchen table, John MacTavish and I, both sipping casually on a beer. We were having a fine old chat. But I caught him, more than once, looking at me pretty funny when he thought I wasn't paying attention. I couldn't precisely place what was in his eyes, but it was making me mighty uncomfortable. He wasn't drunk, either. That's what scared me. He'd shown up completely sober, and he's only sucked back one bottle in my presence. 

I was brewing coffee at the counter, my back to him, when I heard his chair legs scrape back. I heard his footsteps approach, then felt his presence directly behind me. I could almost feel his breath on the back of my neck. I said nothing, nor did I turn around. But when he placed a gentle hand on my shoulder, I looked around to see what he wanted.

The lips that met mine were not gentle. 

What frightened me more was that I found myself returning the kiss savagely. I loved Lee more than anything in the world. I wanted to be with him forever. But I'd only be lying if I tried to say that I didn't have any feelings for Detective Inspector John MacTavish. I'd always had some sort of a crush on him, even in spite of the twenty years separating us. He had always seemed hot to me. He was a badass cop, real tough and hardened, who didn't take shit from anyone. But he was also rather seneitive, a real human being, who had his own vulnerabilities. And that, for some reason, was appealing to me. 

And MacTavish powerful handsome, for a guy fifty-two years young. I'd always had a thing for older men, anyway. Even when I was a teenager. I loved MacTavish's thinning hair, the way it curled around his ears and at the nape of his neck. I loved that it was flecked with gray. I loved the lines on his forehead, the wrinkles at the corners of his pale, fiery eyes, the creases that framed his firm mouth. I loved the way his hands felt on the back of my head. They were tough and calloused, heavily lined from the passing of the years. But they were soft and smooth at the same time. They held me delicately. Yes, there was a lot to be said for age.

I lost myself, going deeper and deeper into the kiss. John spun us so that he was facing the fridge, and he braced me up against it, his lips never leaving mine. And I wasn't pushing him away; I was pulling him closer. The air was so thick with passion, it could have supported a human body. Finally, MacTavish backed away slowly. Both of us just looked at each other, gasping for air, not saying a word. It was when I saw his arousal through his jeans and felt my own loins tingle that I snapped back to reality. I realized what I'd just done, and I was ashamed.

"I knew my hunch was right," the cop muttered gruffly, turning away from me to gaze out the kitchen window over the sink.

"John." I was scared, now. More scared than I'd ever been. And I hated myself. Because my arousal wasn't going away; it was growing with every second that I looked at the back of his head. "John." But I couldn't think of anything else to say.

We stood ther ein utter silence for a long time. John was still staring out the window, his back to me, both hands firmly on the counter. I was still with my back against the fridge, and I was hugging myself, as if for protection. After what seemed like ages, the silence cracked. And I was shocked at the words coming from my own mouth.

"We can make love. Whenever you're ready."

*****

I soon discovered that kissing wasn't the MacTavish's only talent.

I was no rookie, by any stretch of the imagination. But next to the Inspector, I looked like a raw virgin. That was another thing age had going for it; he'd been around the block a few more times than I had.

I had never been one for rushed sex and, as things turned out, DI MacTavish wasn't, either. We undressed as soon as we'd hit the bedroom. But there was much more kissing before there was any intercourse. I think my lips touched every single inch of his body, and his mine. Even when he finally entered me, his lips were still on mine, sucking and plunging desperately.

And he went very slowly. His cock was much bigger than Lee's, bigger than any other man I'd ever slept with. It felt strange to be driven soo deep inside. But he wasn't driving hard, even if he was going as deep as he could with every measured, deliberate push. ANd his pace only made it feel that much better. Both of us were nearly mad with desire, the earnest need to go faster, to climax, to release with one another. And this was precisely the reason MacTavish went so slow. He was going to make it last. And he was going to build it up so high that, when it finally happened, it would feel like Heaven and beyond.

I let him lead. He knew what he was doing. I just laid there on my back, plundering his lips and groping his body. I ran my hands slowly from his shoulder blades to his ass cheeks, my hands clammy and slipping on his shining, sweaty back. The skin had started to go slack with the years, but his policeman's muscle was still rock-hard beneath. As my hands reached his bum, his mouth moved to my nipple. He was sucking viciously, his tongue going around and around. I bucked violently, involuntarily, as my juices began to flow around his inserted dick. My hands tightened outside of my control, fingertips digging hard into his tight cheeks. My moaning seemed to be driving him wild. He began thrusting savagely in and out, bringing his speed past a crawl for the first time in the two hours we'd been rolling around on the sheets.

John was nearing his end, now. He grabbed my forearms and lifted me from the bed. I flew upright, wrapping my arms around him in a tight embrace. His hands found the back of my head once more, tangling in my hair, lips on mine again. He was driving his pelvis in and out, in and out, in and out, a blinding rhythm, as I felt his manhood begin to pulse and quiver within me. His stifled screams lashed against my mouth as he exploded. We clutched each other tighter than a lifeline as John's body writher against mine, his passionate groans deafening, even with the padding of my lips. When his cum finally stopped, we both collapsed on the bed, him still on top of me, his cock still inside, and we kissed a little longer. From time to time, MacTavish gave a thrust inside, grunting in pleasure as he did so. He barely had the awareness to pull out of me before we both blacked out into blissful exhaustion.    

I am a 21 year old guy, born and brought up in a middle class family with extra cautious and conservative parents. My childhood passed on in the way, every child dreams of. About Myself, I am 5'11" tall, Average built, very fair and my chubby cheeks had always tempted the girls since my childhood to have a go at them and pinch them. As I said, I was being brought up in a conservative family and where talking to a girl was considered as a sin. So, to keep me "pure" till I gain my senses, I was kept in a boy's school. Being in a boys school, the tempt and the desire for the opposite sex is much higher than being in a co-ed school. The boy’s school thing did one thing for sure; it marred my courage to open my mouth in front of any girl. This thing troubled me even more when I was given admission in class 11th and for the first time, sharing the campus with the hottest and most gorgeous girls of the town, made my head go in a whirl spin. Thanks to the lack of courage, even if a girl approached me for some casual and useful work, I would hardly open my mouth and my voice often trembled. So I was given the tag "PHATTU" by my fellow classmates. It showed and became more popular when I liked a girl and couldn’t muster up the slightest of courage to talk to her. I kept delaying it for around a year when she finally got into relationship with someone. To curb this feeling and to show my sexual orientation being straight, I started spending a lot of time on internet. Yahoo Chat and Orkut helped me out in a way and made me believe that I can at least chat with a girl. Orkut helped me find her.

Her name was Rashi. Being in the same school, I have never seen her but had heard a lot about her and more so because of the news about her break up with her boyfriend. The chats were its usual self in the beginning and I hardly payed any attention for knowing who she really was. I was happy with this new progress and was spending quality time with her over on the chat. One such evening, she mentioned in our chats that she will come to my class for meeting me, as she also needs to know, with whom she was chatting hours and hours. I said Ok giving it a slight rethink but the thought that I had been talking with her for over a month now gave me some confidence. She came into my class next day during recess while I was outside. The guys who were inside at that time said "Abe ek tunch item tujhe dhundhte hue aayi thi. Kahi tune kuch panga to nahi kiya hai na(Dude a hot chick came looking for you. Is everything alright)" And all my confidence shrank below the danger level. I asked who she was. To which they dragged me outside by my hands and shouted "This is the guy whose name is Robin." And started Screaming at the top of their voice, "Robin, Robin". I saw a pair of long legs wearing black shoes moving towards me. Looked up and I saw a big smile on that girl's face. And my mind went blank again. Before she could come near me,  I ran inside my class.

That evening during our regular chats:

Rashi: Robin, tum kitne fattu Ho.: D

Tell me something new, I already know that. I said to myself. But to cover up things, I said, "Arre, wo, The teacher was coming, so I went inside, as I didn’t wanted him to shout over on me or anyone else. And tomorrow I'll meet you for sure."

To avoid facing her, I bunked my school for around a week, made some excuse and stopped going online. It was during that period that she called me up on my mobile. She got my number from one of my friends. I was dumbstruck hearing that sweet and melodious voice.

"It’s me. Rashi"

"God, jitni tum sundar ho, tumhari aawaz bhi utni hi acchi hai(Your voice is as sweet as you, yourself are)".

"Huh, where did that came from. So, Mr. Fattu has finally gained some courage" and laughed. That voice and her face, flashing in my eyes, made me go crazy for her.

Now about her, she was a girl with milky white complexion. Long and smooth hair, Long legs and assets which can make any guy go head over heels for her. Over on the telephonic conversation she asked where had I been and mentioned that she missed talking to me. Well that came as a green signal to me and I said, "Same here and I would love to meet you in person, but not in school as I don’t want anybody to create and spread rumors about you."

"Ok. CCD. Tomorrow .12.30 pm."

After that incident we met almost daily and the length of telephonic conversations increased to over midnight. During one such night, she said she doesn’t likes being alone and you are a really nice person, someone I can trust blindly. All I would wish for is, Please stay with me forever, as a friend or anything else, but never leave me alone. That came as a pleasant surprise to me because I never expected such a beauty will tell this to me. I said, "I promise I'll never leave you. All I need you to be standing by me. That's all." Sessions of flirting started after that and within 15 days, I proposed her. She took her time, almost a month to say yes. The delay was more so because she had recently overcome from a bad relationship and that she also never wanted to lose me, did the trick for me. I had reached the first step and needed few small steps before I could reach the ultimate goal, breaking my virginity.

On our first date, I had the first touch of a girl. She kissed my cheeks but I, more so because of the feeling of being with a girl for the first time, couldn't do anything. After the date, she asked me on the phone how was the kiss and she said, you are such a big jerk. You didn’t even kiss me on my cheeks. See, no boyfriend treats her girl like that. To that I said, next time, I will kiss you for sure, not on the cheeks but on the lips. To which she said, "We will see." Two days later, came my first kiss and God that was awesome. I tasted a girl's lips for the first time and the aroma and taste of her lips made me go crazy and tempted me to eat them even more. Few more dates passed, with us being engrossed in hugging and kissing only. The feeling which we had while kissing: the feeling of togetherness, kept us getting close to each other and it meant, more and more kisses. As our 12th board approached it became difficult for us to meet, forget about anything else. After the finishing of the exams, we went on to a date after about three months and it was a movie theater again this time. I ensured that it was a Flop movie, so that the theater will be empty. And I booked two corner seats. We went inside and as soon as the movie started, we started kissing. And we kissed like two individuals crazy in love with each other. The passionate kissing meant we both missed each other a lot. The heat of the moment was such that, while kissing, I inserted my one hand inside her Top and was stroking her back from inside. She didn’t say anything. After which, I brought my hands further and touched her Bosoms from over her bra. I could hear her moan slightly and she pressed my hands from over her top. Well, that was unexpected. I kept on massaging her left boob first and the right one after that, when I decided to insert my finger in. Keeping her busy in the kiss, I inserted my fingers in her cleavage. And trust me, that was the softest thing I had ever touched. With some complications, I successfully inserted my right hand inside her bra and moved towards her left boob. Wow. Those titties were big. I struggled to take them completely in one hand. Tried for that but after failing several of times, I moved ahead, searching for the nipple. Here It is..! I touched it with my finger and she let out a loud moan and hugged me tightly and kissed me vigorously. Being new to the act of love making, I didn’t know what was going on. And I kept on fondling her breasts. While I was busy doing this, I felt a hand over my cock. I looked into her eyes and she said, "mujhe bhi chhuna hai(I also want to touch this)". To which I kept her hand on my cock, from the base. And she said, "Bahut chalu ho tum. Mujhe bare skin touch kiye aur apna upar se de rahe ho"(You touched me bare skin and you're giving me yours from over the pants.Thats not fair). I opened my zip and let her slid her hands through my undies to my shaft. Her soft touch was enough to send tickles through my body. She started stroking my dick and laughed, looking at the restless face of mine. She kissed my cheeks and said I Love You. I hugged her and said, “I won’t let you escape so easily" and inserted my hand inside her jeans from top. It took few adjustments from her and I had to stretch my hand to the max for having a touch of her love hole. Oh My God! She was WET. I looked into her eyes. She smiled and said "who said you are a fattu,jo bhi kehta hai, use yaha le aa kar apni kartoot dikha dena" And kissed me. Since it was a theater, I couldn’t do anything else other than that. But that day and the incident meant, we took our relationship to the next level. We could talk of and about anything and everything. It was then only when I properly understood about the menses of a girl, The figure, the size of boobs and other complications affecting one's sexual life.

"So, what's your size", I asked one day.

"How big it looks like huh?"

"I don’t know, but I wasn’t able to take it in my hands. And from the impression I get after looking you over from the top. Are you 32?"

She laughed and said, "Well you're almost there, Its 34C. And I said Wow, now I think I have something."

After school ended, we both went into different cities and different colleges. She went to Punjab and I went to Hyderabad. We used to talk a lot on the phone. After that incident in the movie theater, I felt like our sexual needs intensified, but since we didn’t have any other out of it, so in the night after our roomies used to sleep, we used to do Phone sex. It was like, I would tell her that Close your eyes and just imagine I am with you. I holding you in my arms and we are kissing each other. And then, I'll say, I remove your top, then your pants. Now you are just in bra and panty. Then I'll tell her, Ok, now you remove all my clothes. Now I am naked in front of you. I'll then remove your bra hook and at last will drop your panties down your legs. I'll hold your boobs and massage them while kissing you. Then I'll take one of your boobs in my mouth and suck them. To which she would let out a moaning sound. Then I will say, I am inserting a finger inside your pussy. After a while she will say, you know what baby, I am fingering my pussy. After a while she would say, I want you inside baby, Fuck me. And I will tell her that I am holding you by your waist and kept my dick at your pussy's entrance. Then I push it a little and she will moan. Then I say, I push it further and with one more push it will all be inside. Now I move my dick in and out of your cunt. Fastly. And she would say, faster baby. Oh yeah. mmm...Haan aur zor se dhakka do. Meanwhile I would be pumping my dick and while I cum, I'll let out a gasp, signaling the finish. And then she will say, “It’s Ok baby, I am hugging you tightly”. And after that we used to sleep. This was almost a daily routine for us. As it was a mean of keeping us together. But it was never going to be the substitute of the ultimate pleasure when the two bodies actually meet. Time passed on like that and we were happy with our relationship. We were happy with each other and were more than happy thinking of each other as life partners and how it would be like after our marriage.

Both of us wanted to have sex but time and situation never permitted us. We became busy in our studies and since it’s an open world we often get distracted by many unwanted things. We had many hot chicks in the college and few of them were in my class. But such was my determination and my commitment towards my relationship that I never gave a thought about anyone else. This was one of the reasons; I never tried talking with any girl, except for the girl in my batch, during labs. This however came as a wrong signal to most of them. Thinking me as an arrogant and someone with high attitude, all girls wanted a share of me. I wasn't interested in any of them. But there was one girl named, Tanya Banerjee, who thought of herself as the bombshell of class and as I had heard about her that she is a master in making guys crazy for her and run behind her like dogs. Men are dog. True, they are, but not all of them.

There is one thing about all those girls or guys who try to seek attention of others. If you don't give them what they are looking for, they will run after you thinking why the hell this person is not taking interest in me. Having achieved that successfully, one day I came to hear from one of my friends, "Tanya was asking about you. That why do you show so much attitude? Why don't you talk with her?" Hmm. Something is there for the taking, I thought. "I will talk to her when the time is right."

Six months later, before our fresher's party, I was said that I am her partner in the dance event. That day, while I was sitting at my place during recess, she came to me and said, "Hi Robin. Have you heard of the dance event? We are partners in that." She said with a smile and extended a hand to me for handshake, "Tanya". There is something about a girl's smile. It makes the odd guy fall for her even with a smile. I shook hands with her and asked her more about the event. She gave me brief details about the event, the dance and the song.

"I am very bad in dancing. Trust me. So, if possible remove my name from the list." I said

"Oh come on, No one is a dancer here. And I am sure you can't be that bad as you are telling Me." she said with a smile.

"Trust me, I can’t even move properly."

"hahaha. Ok. If possible, I'll teach you the steps. And if time and place permits, we can practice together. But first, you should try it by yourself."

The smile was such, that I was not able to say anything other than a gentle nod. She said bye and left. After that, I was trying to have a look at her, all the time, by every possible mean. Even after the class, I was thinking about her. Is this what a girl can do to someone who never tried to even have a look at her? I opened my orkut account in the evening and sent her a scrap, telling I need your number. At around 9, I had a new message from an unknown number, "Hi Robin, this is my number. Please save it."

I replied to the message, "Who's this?"

"Oh sorry, I forgot to add my name in that msg. It’s me, Tanya."

My eyes shine up seeing that name. I had to talk to her, so diverted the topic to the fresher's.

“I watched the videos of the songs you gave me. They are very tough. I can’t do a single step. :( “, I messaged her.

“lol. Try a bit more. If you still don’t get them, I’ll teach you. Ok? :) “

“Ok. Thanks a lot.”

I was happy at this fast paced approach of mine. What she did, was, it forced me to push my relationship and Rashi a few steps back in my priority list. I was trying to have a look at her all the while and we started chatting over on text in class also. During the lunch break, we were talking, sitting at my bench. This time, we were talking about topics like family, friends, interests and hobbies. That 40 min chat made my mood lighter and I was thinking about ways to have a go at her and her body.

About Tanya, she was 5’ 6”, fair, long hair, her lips were sexy, nice and firm shaped boobs, probably 32 B and nice round ass. Perfect attributes ones which are required to make any guy dream of her in the nights. She had all of them. While talking to her, I always used to watch her lips and always thought of biting them. Frustrated and eager to bring her to my bed, I messaged her, “Look. I can’t do this. You please find some other partner. I am really bad. I tried, but I wasn’t able to follow the steps. L ”

“Don’t worry. I’ll teach you. All you need to do is support me. OK? J”

I was excited and happy at her response, but still trying to curb my happiness I messaged her, “Where are you going to teach me?”

“Can you come over to my place? You can practice there as long as you want.”

That came as a positive sign to me. I did not know what she wanted, and I was least bothered about that. What I was looking up to was what I had in mind and I had to make quick strides in what I was having in my mind.

“Will that be alright? I mean, your parents won’t be having any problem with me coming to your house?” I asked her.

“Of course, No one will say anything. And after all you will be coming for a purpose, right? So, come over to my place at around 5.30. J”

She gave me the address of her apartment. I went there at sharp 5:30 pm. She welcomed me with a smile and introduced me to her mother and sister. After that we went into her room. There is something special about a girl’s room. That girlish fragrance and the pink color of room were as cute as her smile. We did some normal moves for around an hour. She had a tough time in making my legs and ass move to the rhythm of the music. She showed the steps to me when I was unable to do anything. She moved swiftly and her body was rocking to the rhythm of the beats. My jaw dropped and I was sweating like hell. Seeing me panting, after a short session of dance, she laughed heartily. The best way to impress a girl is when; she is having a good time with you, when she is laughing a lot. I have achieved this now and was looking for the next steps. We were talking about it in messaging and from her accent, I could make out, she was happy. 3-4 days of practice was what it took me to shake my legs a bit. When a teacher sees even the slightest of improvement in her dumbest student that gives her more pleasure than when a topper tops the exams. Here in my case, I was certainly worse than the lot. The improvement in my dancing made her happy. This happiness of her also brought her close to me, she often pinched my cheeks and we both did light flirting sometimes. I was successfully able to complete the whole dance steps of the song which we were to dance on, in the event. Practice makes a man perfect, and to be the best, you need to practice more and more. I was not sure about this winning thing, but the reason of me practicing with her, was, it gave me the amount of time I needed to have a shot at this bombshell Bengali babe. We started hanging out together in the college as well, and that increased our bonding as a dance couple.

Our class had a mass bunk, one Wednesday. She called me at around 10, saying that, we could have a longer stint of practice today. I agreed to her and said I’ll be there in 20 minutes and hung up. I got ready and went to her place. She opened the door with a smile once again. Her smile, it killed me. There was silence surrounding her house. Sensing my suspicion, she answered by herself, “mom and dad went to office, and my sister went to school.” I smiled and thought this could well be my day. But I was unable to take an initiative. She was wearing a pink noodle top and a knee length skirt. We sat in her living room for some time, watching videos on MTV. After few disco and fast tracks, they played “Beete Lamhe” from The Train, featuring Emraan Hashmi. The song ended with a hot kiss and love making scene. We watched one more video and after that she said, “Let’s start the practice now.” She held me by hands and brought me to the room. There was a special and different feeling, this time. I was having butterflies flying in my lower abdomen. We started practicing by the song we were to perform. She was looking a bit off color today. After two rounds of practice we sat and while I was drinking water, she played another song. This was a fast track probably the one for salsa or the one they play in the dance clubs. She winked at me. I asked her in gesture, “what?” spreading my both hands. She came to me on her toe tips with a naughty smile on her face and held me by my hand. I did nothing but was looking straight in her eyes. Her eyes were speaking for her actions. She placed my one hand on her waist and placed her on my shoulder, while we both had one hand clasped to others. That was the closest I had been to her body. I didn’t know how to do salsa, but the lady in charge was so hot that I just moved along the music. While moving around and coming to me, she came too close to my body. After that, I held her by placing my hand on her back. After a few moves, I brought her closer to my chest, so that I could feel her breast rubbing on my chest. That move must have made her heart skip a beat or two. She stopped there itself. With her face facing the floor, I could sense her breathing heavily; by the rising and falling of her breasts. This was the moment; don’t let it go, I said to myself. With some courage I placed her hands on my shoulders, held her by her waist and brought her closer to me. We stood there in that position for around 5 minutes. She was taking her time to catch her breath and I was waiting for the right time to make the next move.

I held her chin and moved her head up. I looked into her in her eyes but she turned her gaze downwards. I moved closer to her body, to which, she looked up in my eyes. I thought of it as the right moment and placed my right hand behind her neck. She closed her eyes, in expectation. Probably, knowing what was to happen, she tilted her head towards her left and parted her lips in anticipation. I brought my head closer to her and placed my lips on hers. There it was. Those soft and juicy pink lips, I have them under mine now. That came as an energy booster to her. She took the next step and was biting my lips like a hungry kid, and hugged me tighter. I was just playing the role of an assistant to her. We stood there, kissing, passionately and lovingly, the passion increasing with every passing second. She even bit my lip while kissing. She withdrew her from the kiss and took a step backwards. Looking into my eyes, she held the straps of her top. She was dancing seductively to the tunes of music and was trying to tease me. She then called me towards her. I took a step further and kissed her again. She matched me stroke by stroke.

After a long stint at kissing, she tried moving her top, while still engrossed in the kiss. Breaking the kiss, she removed her top and threw it away.  I saw her wearing a black bra.  Hardly 5 seconds of parting and she again started kissing me. This time, it was more vigorous. The flavors of her lips were craving me to take a step further. All this while, I was having a look at her boobs from the side of my eyes. While we still busy searching the depth of each other’s lips, I moved my right hand on her bare waist. Then I brought it further up. Using my index finger and the middle finger, I traced a path from her waist to the below of her breast, like a toddler. I explored the length of her near nude upper half body using my fingers. She saw me by the side of her eyes and sensing what I wanted, gave me a smile and opened the clasp of her bra. Given the naughty and slut bitch she was, she opened the clasp but never removed it completely. Holding it close to her boobs, she was teasing me. Her boobs were visible till her nipples. I could see a part of her areola. That’s why she loves pink. Even her nipples were pink in color. She was testing my patience but was dying herself because of the heat of the moment. I reached towards her and kissed her again. This kiss was strong enough to weaken the strength and hold of her hands. I grabbed her right hand and the cover was exposed. There she was, standing topless in front of me. Her boobs were firm and the nipples were pink and erect. She was looking even more gorgeous now. May be due to excitement or because of the goose bumps or because of shame, she was standing with her head down. I made her look into my eyes and kissed her lips once again. The kiss was not passionate this time, maybe, because I wanted to have a go at her breasts and her nipples.

I moved my head down a bit. Seeing my intentions she held me by my head and slowly guided it towards her right breast. Before my tongue could reach her boobs, my hand reached the destination. I held her right breast by its base and at that moment, kissed her on her nipple. The kiss and the touch of my wet lips around her nipples made her leave a slight moan. Moving the tongue in circles around her nipple, I took the whole of it in my mouth. She clasped my hair and pushed it harder. It made me suck her boobs harder and deeper. She held me by my hair, pulled me up and kissed my lip. This time the kiss was a mirror of her hunger and lust. It was vigorous and wild. After a while she tried taking of my t-shirt, which she was able to do successfully, with a slight help of mine. Now it was her turn to explore my bare top. To my surprise, the first thing she did was hugging me tight. Both of us bare chest, or I would say, one bare chest and one with bulging boobs. The feel of her bare breast and the nipple, poking and touching my chest was driving me crazy. I held her left breast by hand. While my left hand was giving a massage to her left breast, I bend down further to take the right one in my mouth. While my hand was giving a massage to her right breast, my mouth was providing suction to the right breast. She was moaning a lot and pinching her lips. Was it the right time to put the paddle on acceleration, I asked to myself. I let go of her boobs. As I left eating and massaging them, they dropped and bounced up and down. I loved the sight of them.

Then I pushed her on the bed. She was watching me with those cute and beautiful eyes. Dropping my body by her side, I was playing and fondling her boobs. Slowly I brought my hand towards the band of her skirt and slid my hand inside it. And I brought it further down. It took me around a second to realize the situation. She wasn’t wearing a panty. She was without a panty. My jaws dropped and my mouth was wide open. She winked at me and asked, “Want to get inside?” “I would love to.” I said with a smile. And with that, she pulled her skirt down by raising her hips. The view of pussy was exotic and instantly turned me on. It felt like, she had trimmed her pussy a few days back. Her pussy mound was inviting me to put my tongue in her love hole. I obliged quickly to that and licked her pussy clean with my tongue. She had a deep navel and she was literally an idol of sex goddess. I pushed my tongue deep inside her hole and was pushing it in and out. She was wet, wet from the foreplay and her moans while I was sucking her clit made me to push my tongue deeper and suck her more. She was holding me by my hair and was pushing me inside, so much so that I suffocated. I then took my tongue out and inserted my index finger inside her hole. With one hand I was fingering her pussy while with the other one; I was massaging her boobs, one after another. I slowly inserted the middle finger also inside her cunt and made the two fingers roam around inside the cave and reach the extremities. I was moving my finger inside in circular motion. While I was doing so, she then tried opening my belt but was unable to do so. Seeing her intentions, I opened my belt and stood there with my hands on my hips. She needed it badly, very badly. She reached out for the jeans button and tried undoing that and eventually successfully after two three tries. It seemed like she had got the key to the gateway to heaven. She opened the zip and the jeans dropped down on the floor. While I was watching the jeans fall on floor, she hurryingly grabbed the elastic of my jockey underwear and pulled it down in one go. The sudden force applied on my underwear made my cock come bouncing out of it. Her eyes glit up seeing the length of my manhood that stood proudly right in front of her face. My pre cum was there inside my underwear and even the tip of my cock was glistening with it. She looked up in my eyes and held it with both her hands. To my utter surprise, she took her face near the cock and kept her nose near the tip and was trying to smell the cum. She then held my dick pointing upwards towards the ceiling. Looked into my eyes and then scratched the balls hanging between my legs. And after a few seconds, she planted a kiss over my dick and was squeezing the balls with the other hand. She kissed me all over my dick for some time. But it was all but gentle kiss. She never tried sucking or taking it into mouth. And when she did, I was flying high on the cloud of excitement. The wet touch of her tongue over my penis head tickled me. And my legs trembled with excitement. Seeing that, she sucked my cock even more. I was feeling the pressure building inside my dick. While she was busy sucking me, I pushed her even more, so much that she coughed. As if to take revenge, she took me inside her mouth and was rolling her tongue over the tip of my cock. I now knew that she won’t let me escape easily. So while she was sucking and licking the entire length of my cock, I grabbed her boobs and plucked the nipples out one after another. She let out a slight moan from the sides of her mouth and then held my dick with both her hands and started stroking it. I knew I was building my cum, so I said, don’t do that, or else I’ll cum. She started stroking it with even greater speed. And after a while, when she saw the changing facial expressions of mine, she took it inside the mouth and pushed it in and out of her mouth. I was watching her with surprise that how much this girl loves giving me the blowjob and split cum in her mouth after few seconds. Her mouth was now full of my loads. And she slowly gulped them all happily. The pressure released from my penis, made it sack a bit, which also discouraged me slightly. She somehow guessed what was going inside my brains. So she said, “Now we will have longer session of fucking” and winked at me. And took my hands and placed it over her left breast and holding my other hand, she let me sit on the bed besides her. With both of us naked and sitting side by side, my bare hips were touching her fluffy ass and her bare thigh rubbing mine. This dirty thought made me excited and gave me a slight hard on. I then made her lie on the bed and got above her body. With both my legs on her sides, I bent down and gave her a peck on her lips, then slowly moved down towards her neck. Although it was a mere brush of lips, she let out a loud moan and raised her hips slightly. This is the spot, I said to myself. I kissed on both sides of her neck and slowly moved up towards the ear, and bit her earlobes lightly. She was breathing heavily and moaning out loudly. Her heavy breathing meant her boobs were hitting my chest and with a rhythm. Hearing her moan and the regular feel of her breasts made my dick go harder. It grew to it full length and was throbbing. The hardening of my dick did one thing right; it was touching her and rubbing her from over her pussy. She was raising her hips and was giving me the signal of going ahead. I kept her kissing on her neck, shoulders and ear, and was massaging her boobs at the same time. She found this triple attack on her body too hot and too difficult to handle. She then held my dick and was trying to push it inside her pussy. Seeing her move, I was happy, but wanted to delay the intercourse. I wanted her to feel the heat of the moment. She was pleading me to enter her but I kept myself busy, kissing her and fondling her boobs. I then stopped kissing and directed my mouth towards her breasts once again. While I was sucking her one boob, I was massaging the other one. With every passing second, I increased the speed and intensity of my suction and rubbing. She let out a loud moan and pushed her hips further up and was breathing very heavily. I knew, she was about to have an orgasm. “I can’t hold anymore. Please fuck me robin. Fuck me.” She said catching her breath. There you go. She was pleading to me to fuck her. The hungry vixen wants me to get inside and tear her pussy apart. Obliging to her request, I lifted my ass a bit, placed my dick over her love hole and tried entering inside her, but failed. I never expected her pussy hole to be this tight. But she was now giving me a hard time while entering inside her love hole. I grabbed a pillow from her side and kept it below her hips for a better opening and a better projection. The pillow made her pussy rise at an angle, which opened her hole. I tried again by placing my dick head at her pussy entrance gate. She was extremely tight. With much of difficulty, I pushed it in a little. Hardly 1.5 inch of the cock went inside and she was screaming like hell.  I won’t be able to enter her this way, I thought. So I lied on my back and said her to ride my cock. This way she would be able to control the penetration and speed of intercourse. She did exactly as I said. While I was holding my dick, she sat on it. I felt the upper flesh of my dick unfold. While I had a slight pain by the stretching of my dick, I saw an expression of pain on her face as well. The benefit of this position was that, she was able to control the flow and speed of the intercourse, without hurting her much.  She lifted her weight a bit, held her breath and sat over on my dick once again. This time she sat with all her weight on my dick and it went all inside her. It might have hurt her and this was evident from her facial expression. She was in pain and withdrew from the intercourse. I was watching those Traces of blood that were there on my dick, “She was a virgin?” Seeing my dilemma, she just nodded and hugged me. There I was lying on her bed, in her bedroom, and she was lying on top of me. Her boobs rubbing against my bare chest, her soft ass, were all giving me the ultimate ecstasy and my dick was bulging out and throbbing, with traces of blood on top of it. The emotions were flowing high and we both were in the tight embrace of each other. After a few deep affectionate moments, I again made her lie down on her back and placed the pillow below her hips. Thinking that now I have a fair chance, since her pussy lips must have parted a bit now, I placed my dick on her gates once again. After struggling a few times, I finally succeeded in entering her pussy. Only the tip went inside. I stopped there, repositioned myself, took the support of my arms, kissed her lips and pushed it further. Slow and steady wins the race, had heard this quote while I was a kid and thought of its significance now. Slowly, I pulled the length of my dick out of her cunt and pushed it all in, once again. She was biting her lips and was certainly in some pain, but the pain reduced with every push.

With every push, the momentum and pace kept increasing. Her pains now had changed to pleasure. I could make it out from her moans that she also loved it. “Ah, Robin, fuck me. Oh my god, fuck me harder.” She was matching my pace by pushing her hips. I was going deep inside her pussy and trying to search the entire depth of her pussy. She was scratching my back and clasped her legs by the side of my hips. That was to ensure that I penetrate her well and go deep inside her. She wanted every bit of my dick. This went out for around 10 minutes. Thanks to the blowjob she gave me, I was lasting longer. I was fucking her in full throttle and was far away from having an orgasm. She felt this and changed the posture. She bent down on her all four and said me to get inside. I positioned myself behind her and put the shaft on the entrance. Before entering, I planted kisses on each of her ass cheeks. This posture excited me well before I entered her. The view of her beautiful, round and milky white ass cheeks was making me reach the height of excitement. I spread her pussy lips and inserted my dick inside. It went inside more smoothly this time. It felt as if there was some lubricant that was making the whole ride so awesome. I loved it and so did she. I bent down a little and grabbed her hanging melons, squeezed them and she left out a louder moan. She was moving her ass back and front, so that the cock goes inside the entire length of her pussy. I smacked her ass cheeks while I was riding her. Few more push and I could feel the pressure mound inside my dick. Feeling the pressure, I increased my pace and she was rubbing her clitoris. I could sense by the speed with which she was rubbing her clitoris that she was also nearing her orgasm. I was tearing her apart and she was moaning like crazy. Few more pushes, I could sense my orgasm on the edge. Tanya was rubbing her clitoris like a wild and hungry bitch. She even held my dick sometimes and pushed it inside by her hands. Once in a while, she also massaged and pressed her boobs once in a while. Few more pushes and she let out a loud moan and I sensed a flow of liquid around my dick. She had her orgasm and it’s my turn now. I increased the speed even more after that. Few more push and I was tearing her pussy apart. With a loud moan, I pushed the entire length of my cock inside her pussy and stopped there only. I had reached my orgasm. I lied on her back like a balloon all whose air has been taken out. I had cum inside her. After catching my breath, I got from her top. And fall on the bed on my back. I was tired, tired like hell. She lied by my side and held me in her arms. I hugged her and held her close to my heart. I then kissed her forehead and she kissed my cheeks and said, “Robin, I love you.”

“Love? I am screwed.” I thought to myself and held her closely and tightly to my chest, so that she could not see my facial expression. All I did was kissing her head. I don’t know how far it is going to last, but right now, I am proud to say that “I am not a virgin anymore.” This thought brought a smile to my face. I tilted her face a bit upwards, kissed her lips and said, “I Love you too.”

It was Sunday afternoon , A day most of us will usually end in some chores or stuff around the house. I brought my car out put on some shorts and a tight top and started washing my car. In every guy movie I've seen , there is guy lusting behind a girl across the street washing her car and him wanking his dick of just looking at her. I was planning for the same thing. Now if you are indeed a girl who is aware of what it feels to seduce a guy , you can understand what it feels like having him powerless , his mouth open his cock in his hands wanking harder and harder. I was out in my shorts and top squeezing the sponge all over the car and my body , my knocker glistening more than the car . No sooner I spot him watching from his window. I cant see his hands but i hope they're busy somewhere. I soak the sponge in the soapy water and squeeze it hard landing the water on my tits . To some I might be sounding like a dirty whore but I don't care what you say I love being watched.
That night I intentionally roamed in my house in my bra and panties hoping he might watch and sure enough he was there watching me from his window. I went upstairs to my room . My curvy body covered in a thin satin lace bra and panties , standing in front of my mirror giving him a view of my ass. I slowly started feeling my body. Undoing the hook of my bra and sliding it off with my naked back to him. I bend down slowly wiggling while i take of my panties and giving him a clear view of it then roaming my hand all over the soft skin before slapping it playfully. I checked from the mirror reflection that he was still there. I turned around to stretch myself giving him clear view of my tits dropping them slowly giving them the most erotic shake. I could see his hand started to move. I lay down on my bed slowly roaming my hand from my head . Putting my forefinger in my mouth then running it down gently rubbing it on my hard nipples squeezing them both , pinching , rubbing , thumbing . I was sooo turned on by the fact that i was making a boy wank his dick off just by giving him a view. The thought made me even turned on. I was getting wetter. I dipped a finger in my cunny , running it around , pulling it out and tasting my own juices. Oh how I wished it was his meat that was going in me . Thinking about him fucking me made me hot, like a bitch in heat. I slowly started stroking myself . My finger going in and out , In , Out , In , Out, the action was soooo impulsive that I was getting turned on even more. I added 2 more fingers. 3 fingers going in and out of my pussy. I wanted to cum . More Importantly I wanted to squirt with him watching me squirt for him. I was on the verge of a ground shattering orgasm. My fingers went in soo furiously , I used my other hand to slap my clit hard. My tits were shaking each time my fingers went in. I looked over to the window i saw him wanking hard. That was all it took I screamed soo hard as I started squirting all over my bed. My body shaking hard , pulsing and all that could I could utter was mmmmmmmmmmmmmm. I was enjoying the after glow that delicious orgasn when all of a sudden the door bell rang. I looked over the window he was gone . Depressed. I put on my robe thinking," Who Could IT Be At This Hour ? "

Let me know if you like this part so ill give u an even juicier part 2

So Im just your usual 25yr college student, I am 6ft 160lbs brown eyes and hair and at the time my hair was down to my ears and I almost had a mini mullet the way it grows in. Im a dork with glasses and video games so my lady scoreing was pretty spotty. This summer semester I was in Spanish with the hardest professor and good god did I hate that I had to take the class. Sitting there waiting for the doom of class to start, in walks “L”. She was 5’8 long blonde brunette hair, perfect A+ cups and an ass that god himself carved. She walked in sat down and I noticed the purple tiger eyes between her shoulder blades and knew that I would be thinking of her later that night.

Well class rolled on and we became class “friends” you know the kind you just talk but don’t really hang out. It was obvious that she was acing the class while I was barely skimming by. One day the cool old black lady in class mentioned they had a study group lead by “L” and I knew I had to attend. So after class I am waiting as everyone leaves and then its just me “L” and Grace. Soon during the session Grace gets a phone call and leaves putting me alone with my fantasy girl. After 5minutes of studying we soon get off topic and chat about this and that. We head out so she can smoke and I decide I must let her know what I felt so dancing around the issue I ask if she had any other tattoos. She smiled said she had a few that she knew I would want to see and even had her clit pierced. Her frankness took me by surprise and soon It was obvious I had a boner. So quite bluntly I said “You have no idea how badly I want to eat a girl out with a clit piercing.” (L) “Oh really why is that?” (Me) “Because I love eating pussy and could go for hours if I am let”.  (L) “How long have you eaten one out before?” (Me) “2 hours, I only stopped because she wanted to fuck pretty badly after 10 orgasms.”  (L) “No fucking way, you cant be that good”

While I was explaining how good I was we where heading to her car, as she put her stuff away to leave she looks around and says (L) “Want to make out a bit?” HOLY FUCK I thought and dove into her lips, our tongues danced as I tasted every inch of her mouth. Well I got this far lets go bold, I slid my hand down her tight stomach and went right for her clit...the metal piercing was placed perfectly on her clit as I furiously stroked and rubbed it. Gliding my finger around her clit then down to her tight moist opening and teasing the entrance by just almost penetrating then backing away. Soon she was moaning into my mouth as she orgasimed on my finger.

“Holy fuck” she panted, “Got any free time tomorrow after class?” “Hell yes I do!” “Then I am going to see how good you are”…There It was a set time I was going to get to eat the pussy I had been dreaming about and even get to tongue a clit ring! I couldn’t wait till the next class…it was all I could think about for  the following day till I was in class with her again. She was wearing a cute tank top and a pair of tight jeans. The entire class I was glancing back at her eagerly and watching the clock tic away. Soon class was over and I exploded out of my seat. We met up outside while she smoked, (L) “Know a place on campus we can go?” “Yup it’s a bathroom that nobody goes to especially during the summer.”

So I lead her there and after a quick peek inside we get into the handicapped stall. (L) “well lets see what you got” she smirked. I immediately dove into her mouth tonguing and exploring it eagerly. My hands caressed her tight perky breast through her shirt and before she could blink I had her top up and off. I was stunned at the sight of her perfect perky breast and the real shocker was the tattooed words under each one. Not wasting any time I began to lick and nibble each breast going back and forth as she moaned in pleasure. Not wanting to miss any time on her vagina so I quickly undid her jeans and slid them and her panties to the ground. The pussy I saw was perfect in every way, shaved without a hint of stubble, tight lips gleaming with moisture and the piercing. The piercing I had been dying to taste was there though her clit(no idea of where thing is technically pierced). I dropped to my knees and immediately began tonguing her clit and piercing…rolling it back and forth flicking eagerly with my tongue. Her quivering legs and muffled moans told me of her climax so without hesitation I drove my tongue to her slits opening and hastily lapped up its juices. As she came down off her first orgasm I began to use my tongue to penetrate that amazingly tight pussy as my fingers roamed her clit…after another few orgasms I went back to her clit and continued to roll my tongue around it and the piercing up and down sucking and nibbling as I went. After an unknown number of orgasms and minutes she grabbed me by my face and began sucking her juices of my tongue. (L) “Want a quickie?” she asked with her eyes gleaming with lust. Without a word or hesitation off went my pants and out sprang my cock. Without a word she bent over in the stall and her checks just magically spread apart…allowing me access to her tight pussy. As I positioned myself to penetrate what I knew would be the wettest and tightest pussy of my life the worst happened…the bathroom door opened.

Standing there in the stall with our pants off we froze not knowing what to do. The woman who came in went into a stall and proceeded to use it. Silently we knew she hadn’t looked down the row of stalls and we were safe for the moment. A devilish grin took my face as I spun her back around lifted one of her legs and dove face first back into her pussy. At my sudden assault she almost let out a moan and for a moment tried to separate my face from her magnificent pussy. But I wouldn’t budge and continued to roll her clit around and began teasing her pussy’s opening with my finger tips…just barely placing them in then withdrawing only pausing enough to allow it to open. Within seconds she was shuddering and biting her lip almost unable to contain her moans that I knew wanted so desperately to escape her lips. After what must have been an eternity for her the lady got up washed her hands and left. Not sooner was she out the door did she slam me against the wall and passionately made out with me as she let her moans out into my mouth. (L) “You bastard she whispered in my ear…I am going to make you regret that”  Before I knew what was going on she was on her knees and my whole 6 and a half inch cock was balls deep in her mouth. “Fuck” I exclaimed as she gave me the best blow job I have ever had deep throating me one minute then ramming it in and out of her mouth the next all the while expertly circling her tongue over my dick. Now it had been awhile since my last wank and I had over a month of build up in my balls. Within minuets I knew I would cum and told her such. Hearing this she just deep throated me one last time as I came the hardest and most I ever had right down her throat.

She was obviously an expert with this as she swallowed every drop hungrily and came up smiling as she started stroking me. (L) “ Got one more in you?” she smiled. “For you I would never stop getting hard” as I said this my cock was already rock hard in her hands. (L) “Now show me how you fuck” as she bent back over showing me her perfect ass once again. Without hesitation I got behind her and just as I placed the tip to her opening her phone rang. It was her father…she hastily talked to him and got dressed.

We left the bathroom and went to her car as she explained her dad wanted her home now. We got to her car which was in the back of the parking lot surrounded by other cars and I was feeling like I would never get to see that tight pussy let alone fuck it, she surprised me once again. As she opened up her car she hoped in her back seat dropped her pants and opened her legs. (L) “If you can make me cum before the timer goes off I will defiantly see you again”. Stunned she held up her phone and said “Tick tock”. I dove right for her lips and began fingering her with 2 fingers hitting her G-spot as my tongue went crazy on her clit. Before I knew it she was riding out a tremendous orgasm as I continued to finger and lick her I redoubled my speed and intensity giving her a 2nd orgasm before her first even ended. Panting and looking like she been through the best ride of her life she put her cloths back on, she handed me a piece of paper with her address and told me I would be doing a repeat performance in her bed tomorrow for the whole day as her folks would be out of town. She drove off with me standing there…just in awe of what I had just done and what tomorrow would bring.

If you like that there are 4 more encounters with her and 1 from my work at the store. Any comments or suggestions would be nice. Ladies if you live in Carrollton Ga or near and want to try my tongue just let me know. I also got pictures of her to exchange if anyone has some of themselves(ladies) or of their girlfriends.

It was one of her annual visits, and we had all the old gang over to have a good time.  Still, after all these years, Jordan still has the amazing body that she always has.  Just like my wife, she works out daily, stands at about 5'6, 115 lbs, about C sized tits, shoulder length blonde hair, and an ass to kill for.  As the party went on, we all got pretty shitty.  My friend Josh, who always loved Jordan, was hitting on her pretty hard.  And she was letting him, they flirted all day long.  As the day came to an end, all of the guys decided to go out on our own, leaving the girls home alone.  As we were leaving, I heard Jordan say that she wasn't feeling good and was going to go upstairs to lay down for a bit.  All of the guys got together and we headed out to finish our drunken reunion.  I didn't make it long, maybe a couple of hours and a half dozen beers before I felt like I needed to run.  I was feeling pretty buzzed and very horny, and wanted to go home to my sexy wife.  I left the guys at the bar, and told those that were staying at our house to just come in and find a place to sleep.  As I drove home I got more and more horny about coming home to fuck my wife, to the point that I had a raging hard on when I pulled in the drive.  I noticed a few cars left in the driveway of some of the girls still there.  Went I went inside, I didn't see Jordan or my wife.  The other girls laughed that they were light weights and were both upstairs asleep. Â I decided to surprise my wife to see how asleep she really was.  As I quietly stepped in our room, the lights were out, and I could barely make out her shape under the sheets.  I locked the door, kicked off my shoes and began to undress.  As I slid into the bed, wearing nothing but a massive erection, I peaked to see that she was in shorts and a t shirt.  I nestled up behind her and pulled her close to me to allow her to feel my boner poking into her back.  She let out a soft groan and held my arm around her.  I knew she was aware of what I wanted, so I went for it.  Moving my hand up and down her I slid it under her shirt, rubbing her chest over her bra as she laid there and let it happen.  After kissing the back of her neck and playing with her chest, I decided to see how awake she really was.  I moved my hand down her stomach, down the inside of her shorts, and worked my hand between her legs.  As my fingers worked their way down the inside of her panties, I noticed that she had freshly shaved herself.  This made me really hot b/c I'd asked her to do this for awhile and she refused.  Finally she'd given in to my request and shaved her pussy.  As my fingers continued down, it was confirmed how awake she really was.  She was drenched between her legs, her pussy was so smooth and I knew she wanted to be fucked.  I wasted no time.  I slid her shorts down her bent legs, and she helped push her white thong down at the same time.  Just like I knew she liked it, she rolled to put her face down in the pillow and pointed her ass up in the air.  I got on my knees behind her and held her tight hips.  Inch by inch I moved the length of my cock inside of her.  She was so wet and seemed so tight.  I could hear her moaning into the pillow and I knew she loved it this way.  I pushed all the way in and held it there, playfully awaiting her to rotate her hips back into me.  Then it happened, total and complete shock.  She turned her head to the side, and moaned out, "Please Josh, fuck me."  I knew that voice, it wasn't my wife, it was Jordan.  "Holy shit!!!" I thought to myself.  What was I going to do, this wasn't my wife, and I wasn't who she thought I was.  I had no idea, but there was just enough booze in me to throw caution to the wind and finish what I started.  "But I must be fast, finish and sneak out," I said to myself.  I'd never cheated, but I was past the point of no return so I went for it all.  I grabbed her small hips and jack hammered her good.  She loved it, she fucked me back just as hard as I fucked her.  She was a little pistol, she loved it, she was tight but man she was good in the sack.  She kept her face down most of the time to muffle her sounds.  The only thing I could here were muffled moans and my body slapping against hers.  I was so hard and loving this so much, I'd wondered for a long time what she was like in the sack, and I now I knew.  I could tell by how she fucked me that she was quite the vixen back in her hometown.  I needed to cum, secretly, but didn't want it to end.  I decided it had to happen to save my marriage and friendship with her so I pumped her harder and faster.  I fucked her with all the determination I could, and she could tell I was building up faster and faster, but so was she.  I decided to hold out till she came first, so I focused on her pleasure more and more.  She reached under herself and played with herself as I plunged in and out rapidly.  She moaned louder, harder, faster and I knew she was close.  A few more seconds then it happened, she lifted her face off the pillow, looking straight ahead into the headboard and grunted and moaned out as she came with much intensity.  The warm fluids of her pussy around me turned me on so much and now I knew I needed to spread my seed inside of her.  I went back to my rapid thrusts, over and over till I was about to cum.  Just as I approached orgasm she pulled a shocking move...  She moved forward to the point that I slid out of her, then immediately she spun a around to face my cock.  For a brief moment I knew I was doomed, but she was so focused on my cock, and the room was just dark enough, where she never even looked at my face.  She spun around, wrapped her small warm hands around my cock, and commanded me, "Josh, cum in my mouth baby!  I've always wanted to taste your cum."  What this told me was that she and Josh had never hooked up, and I'd have to let Josh in on what happened so he could go along with it.  I knew he'd be ok, b/c this meant that he'd probably get to fuck her before she went back home.  I grabbed the sides of her head and forced my cock in her mouth, not wanting her to look up at me.  She moaned out and I knew she wanted it, so I held her ears and began fucking her sweet mouth. Â She was really good at this, taking my entire length in and out of her mouth with long strokes.  She held my balls in one hand, and my ass in the other, allowing me to pump her soft throat over and over again.  I couldn't take it anymore, I knew I was close.  I whispered, to disguise my voice, that I was about to cum and she sucked and pumped her face harder and faster.  She was hungry for my cum, and she was about to get it.  I gripped her hair in my hands and thrust in a few more times before giving one last warning.  Upon that final warning she took me as deep as she could go, then held it there as I began unloading deep in the back of her mouth.  She moaned out and began swallowing my loads.  My orgasm lasted about 10 seconds and she took all of my jizz in her mouth.  She sucked a few more times, licked it clean then started to slide me out of her mouth.  Just then we heard a tap on the door, "Jordan, are you awake?" I head my wife say.  Without a word I jumped off of the bed and into the bathroom.  We had a Jack and Jill style bathroom so I knew I had an escape route but I had to stay to see what was said.  Jordan unlocked the door and I listened to the conversation.  Jordan mentioned nothing of sex, and apologized for falling asleep in the wrong bed.  My wife told her not to worry about it, but she wanted to wake her and get her to move before the boys got home and Jason got in bed with the wrong girl.  They laughed about it and I knew I had barely escaped trouble.  I put on some new clothes then snuck out the other side of the bathroom.  I tapped on the door and the girls told me to come in.  I walked in to my wife sitting on the bed, Jordan wrapped in a blanket, and the two of them talking.  I could smell the sex but my wife was clueless.  I shoved my clothes under the bed using my foot and suggested that Jordan just stay in our bed and we stay in the guest room.  They thought that was a good idea and just as my wife and I were getting ready to leave the room, one of the other girls stuck her head in the room to let us know that Josh just called and said he was too drunk to drive and needed someone to come pick him up.  The look on Jordan's face was one of disbelief.  She stared down at the bed, confused.  My wife asked me, "Jason, who all did you bring home with you from the bar?"  "Just me," I replied, as I looked at Jordan to see her response.  As my wife took my hand and suggested that we go to bed I heard Jordan bid my wife goodnight, then turn to me, 
"goodnight Josh, I mean Jason." with a grin on her face.