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<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2011 08:59:31 MDT</pubDate>
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	<title><![CDATA[Hard to swallow]]></title>
	<link>http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/story/242149/</link>
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	<description><![CDATA[ 	 	 	 	 	   <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">It was the second time I was meeting him. The first was the hottest most energizing sex I had for a long time.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">Andreas was sitting on the couch watching me taking my trousers off and nodded me to come closer.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I obeyed tiding up my thong on the way. I was already wet and was waiting for another great fuck.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">He hugged me around the waist and pulled me near. His hands pulled my butt-chicks and played with my asshole and vagina.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">&ldquo;I own this ass. He said with his always serious, angry tone of voice.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I was used at hearing that kind of stuff but it always hurt so at first I was annoyed and I pushed him away with no good result. And I had to answer something</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">-Don't be silly!!&rdquo; I replied still pushing</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">-You don't own me...I am here with my free will.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">My thong was pulled down, a finger dugg in my asshole and I was alarmed and shaken by the foreing object messing around.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">&ldquo;I bought you for 3000 Marks from your boyfriend...</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">&ldquo;He traded you....</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">-That's sick Andreas, I am not a prostitute!! You are sick!...I wouldn't fuck you like that for all the money in the world.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">He was amused with my attempts to escape and my objections on the matter and kept fingering my ass and took big licks of my pussy.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">He took his heavy thick cock out from his trousers and he bended me over on the back of the couch.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">&ldquo;Hold your butt open bitch....</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">All that dirty talked and pushing around was very arousing. Because all my guys were like that, sometime I doubted my self esteem but because I only had good sexual experiences I never payed to much attention.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I spread my ass and waited for his invasion but he wanted to work it even more.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">-Aaahhh!  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">He sluped my ass hard with both hands and I felt the pain to the bones. My cheeks went back to their positioned and he opened them himself fingering my ass and cunt.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">&ldquo;Spread em again Georgia!!! Don't keep me waiting or I am going to spunk you again.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">No way I was going to let him spunk me again. He broke bricks and wood with this hand in karate and the last thing I wanted was to be at their moving end.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I really got hold of them that time...almost driving my nails in to them and felt my pussy opening and my asshole dangerously exposed.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">He got on the sofa behind me and lowered his big muscular body until the tip off his dick tickled my pussy. I couldn't wait for him to fuck me but his thick cock made me anxious of a painful penetration.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">&ldquo;Pthu&rdquo;!!! As repulsive and repugnant it is to get spit on your genital at least it was shine that he cared.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">His huge palms gripped my solders and his cock pushed inside me again and again. I was always scared that he might hurt me because of his thickness but he was an excellent lover. He manage his speed and kept wet with his spit even licking my pussy like and dog before went at fucking it again.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I let go off my cheeks a lot time ago but he didn't care.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">He sat on the sofa and started me having sit ups on his cock. I liked this position a lot more cause I could look at him and kiss him while doing it. His hands where on my ass playing playing or rubbing my clit and his mouth swallowed my nipples.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I was both gasping and sweating for a 10 good minutes ready to explode going up down his cock until I cumed. My legs fell and I rested on his hands trying to catch my breath.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">He gently placed me to lie on the couch and I didn't whana let him holding my arms  around his neck kissing him.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I was very happy and I knew he was too.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I saw him connecting a video camera to the TV.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">-Where you taping this; Why didn't you brink the video camera closer;</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">&ldquo;I will next time&rdquo;</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I was waiting to see myself turned in a porn star but the content was not so candid.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">The first played showing Andrea at his flat with Christian, my former boyfriend. They were watching a tape unknown to me showing us having sex at his house. They were both exited and at the end bot got up shook hands and Andreas took the tape. The date on the video was about the time Christian unexpectedly broke up with me.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">&ldquo;He sold me all your tapes and his rights on you for a 2500 Marks or until he cams up with the money.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">&ldquo;Your the best whore I ever had, you fuck better than my wife and I have paid millions for her!</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I stayed lying on the couch perspirating cold sweat thinking how wrong I was about him. Why would he do and say all this things? Couldn't he see that no whore loved fucking him as much as I did?</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">Andreas came to the room after having a shower. His cock was at right angle with the rest of his body.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">He hadn't cummed before and he seemed determined to do it now. His huge dick header came my way until it touched my lips. I looked at him and he demanded it I suck his cock and made him cum.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I opened my mouth and welcomed his cock inside. His look before was demanding, now he was smiling as If I was vindicated on his opinion about me.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I kept sucking his cock and his balls driving his shaft as deep as I could.   </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I loved sucking his cock and I didn't care what he thought of me at that time or a week or month later.  </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I drove him into an explosive orgasm. His sperm filled my mouth and went down the wrong pipe making me cough white goo.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I guess with all of things I endured uncomplainingly that day something had to be more difficult to go down.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><br /> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><br /> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">Love de_gr</p> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2011 07:59:31 MDT</pubDate>
	<author>de_gr</author>
	<category>Diary Stories</category>
	<votes>5</votes>
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	<title><![CDATA[Fucked by bikers]]></title>
	<link>http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/story/221464/</link>
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	<description><![CDATA[<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium">I am a 22 year old small petite girl. 5'3&quot;, 32a, 105, blonde slutty girl. Here are more of my RT experiences. There are other RT stories I have posted on this site too under my name.</span><br />I am always looking for something different and wild when it comes to sex. Yesterday I got to do another fun sexual night. I met this biker guy (James) that I had fucked about a year back. He knew what a slut I was. He asked if I was looking for a hard fuck session and obviously I said yes. He wanted to take me to a bar where his friends frequent. He asked me to dress like Daisy Duke. And did I wear the smallest shorts on my small tight ass. I did not wear a bra either. I showed up at 10PM as he asked and as I pulled up to the bar I could see a number of bikes parked outside. I knew what he had in mind. I walked into the dim smoke filled bar and could see all guys check my slutty body out. &nbsp;James was shooting pool and I walked over to him. He kissed me and had his hands on my ass and told me how sexy I looked. His playing partner (David) asked James who I was and James replied...just a girl I fuck here and there. &nbsp;James ordered a few shots for me and them and after taking a couple of shots he told me the wager....for every ball I point out on the table and he pockets I let him fondle me in front of others.<br />David not wanting to be left out asked James, what does he get if he pockets the ball? I smiled at David and said you get to do the same baby. James was cool with that as he did not mind sharing his girl. The game was set and after James broke the stack David stepped in for his first shot. The first ball I pointed to him was an impossible shot and hence he missed. For James I pointed the easiest ball and James put it away. He walked over to me and groped my ass as he almost lifted me up the floor and kissed me. Guys were hooting and hollering. David's turn...I point another impossible ball. David starts to complaint how I am not making it fair. James who was pounding his beer laughed and I sat with my drink on the bar stool showing all guys my sexy legs. He tried the shot and missed. For James I made it tough and he missed. I laughed at both boys and said looks like you both suck in pool!<br />I wanted David to get to touch me, so I gave him an easier but still good chance shot. He holed it and was at the bar stool in an instant. I opened my legs and let him walk close to me as I wrapped my legs around him. He planted a wet one on me while his hands groped my tits. The kiss went on for too long and James yelled out to him asking him to come back to play. The evening continued like that and 2 more friends joined. So I had 4 guys kissing me, touching me and feeling me all evening. Many times I was propositioned to strip or play strip pool and I kept saying no. I was enjoying how horny I was making them all, specially the 4 guys and none could see me naked. As the night went on and drinks poured, I caught James alone in the bathroom and asked him when will he fuck me? My hands were on his cock as he stood in the bathroom. He said why not now? I was ready and wet. He pulled me into a stall, pulled my shorts down and put his 8 inch cock in my wet tight pussy. He took 2 minutes to cum deep in me right there in the stall. We came back to the table and all guys knew James had just fucked me. They begged for their chance but I said no.<br />It was almost 2AM now and only the David, James and one more guy was left playing and touching me. The bar still had the loud music on and there were still 10-15 people drinking. I whispered into David's ear...if you want to fuck me, beat James in a pool game straight and I will let u in my pussy. That was all the motivation David needed. He asked the third guy to wait while he played James. 10 minutes later, David had won. I was smiling knowing how badly he wanted to fuck me. He came over for a kiss and I whispered to him to go to his car if he had one. He said no as he was a biker guy too. I told him what car I have and asked him to wait next to it. He left. James who was playing with this guy, I went behind him as James was bent over...felt his crotch and told him...baby stay here and play while I make David a happy man.<br />I went out to find David standing next to my car. The parking area was quiet and relatively dark. As I approached him, David had his hands on my ass and was grinding his crotch into my crotch. I told him I wanted him to fuck me on the hood of the car. He needed no second invitation...he pushed me against the car first as we kissed while he pushed his crotch harder into me. I could feel his thick cock through his jeans. I unzipped him as we kissed to feel a hard, big but mostly very thick cock in my hand. I was excited. I love thick cocks. I pulled away to see an 8 inch cock but it was really really thick. I went down on him and that cock took opening my entire mouth to get it in. Mmmmm....he tasted salty and had pre cum on his cock. I started to give him a great bj right next to my car. His hands were in my hair and he was pushing down on me so he can shove more cock in. I do not gag easily but his cock was making me gag. I sucked him well...after 2 minutes of sucking him, he pulled me up, pulled my shorts down and pushed me on the hood. I opened my legs wide as he positioned his cock on my pussy. I was so wet that his thick cock just slid right into my pussy. Wow did he fill me up!!!<br />He fucked me hard and he was so thick that he had me cumming very quickly. He pulled out and wanted me to suck his cock with my cum on it. I did and he then turned me around. I used the car as support as he came from behind and started to fuck me. There I stood in the parking lot almost naked in my boots. God he fucked me well. He fucked me till he came. And god he had so much cum. Looked like he had not released himself for days. It has been a long time since I felt so much cum in my pussy.&nbsp;<br />He pulled his jeans up and went back to the bar leaving me still winded from his fuck. I got dressed and walked back into the bar. James knew I got fucked hard. He asked me if I liked David's thick cock? I asked him how did he know he had a thick cock and he laughed and said I was not the first girl they shared. I was so horny still and asked James if he is taking me to his place to fuck. He said no as he already had his fun. But I seduced him by touching him, kissing him, talking dirty to him. He paid the tab and had me driving to his place on his bike. Obviously I held on to my dear life by using his cock as support ;)<br />Once at his place, he took me to his bedroom which was littered with porn magazines. I smiled and told him why does he need porn when all he needs is to get slutty girls like me home. He told how it had been 3 weeks since a girl came home. And I asked him why was he saying no to me then? He explained he was just playing touch to get. So I showed him some great cow girl moves as he fucked me to remind him what he is missing as a show by fucking me only in the bathroom. He loves a show and I acted the slutty part while riding him. He came again in me and made me cum too.<br />What a wonderful night.&nbsp;Cindy (personalinbox@mac.com)<br /> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 06 May 2011 08:40:16 MDT</pubDate>
	<author>cindy4u</author>
	<category>Diary Stories</category>
	<votes>2</votes>
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	<title><![CDATA[Dear Diary, the Exerpts]]></title>
	<link>http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/story/5072/</link>
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	<description><![CDATA[<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0"><tbody><tr valign="top"><td>Dear Diary<br /><br /></td></tr><tr valign="top"><td><div>September 5, 2000 <br /><br /><br />Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â  Dear Diary, <br /><br />Â  <br />Today, I started my first semester at school.Â  I donâ€™t fit <br />in already.Â  All these skinny little Brittany Spears types <br />running around, and then theirs me.Â  Who would want a woman <br />with large 36 DD breasts, my thick thighs, all my curves, <br />and big bottom?Â  Who is ever going to want me?Â  I knew I <br />should have stayed home where I belong.Â  Oh diary, I want <br />so to feel the closeness of a man.Â  To touch my first penis.Â  <br />To have a guy grope my breasts, sticking them in his warm <br />mouth.Â  Oh diary just thinking about it makes me hot and <br />steamy, makes me slide my hand down between my legs. <br /><br />Ohhhh diary, I want to have an orgasm. <br /><br />Â  <br /><br />September 7, 2000 <br /><br />Â  <br /><br />Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â  Dear Dairy, <br /><br />Â  <br />Today was awful!Â  I hate school, in my gym class a 'skinny <br />girl' named Karen stood and watched me get undressed.Â  She <br />just kept staring at me.Â  I looked at her once and she <br />licked her lips at me.Â  Smiling, her hands slid between her <br />thin thighs and she moved them back and forth.Â  Why was she <br />tormenting me?Â  Did they see me last night?Â  Are they <br />watching me?Â  I am not sure what to do.Â  Karen is beautiful.Â  <br />Boy how I would love to look like her.Â  Well diary I am off <br />to take a shower. <br /><br />Â  <br /><br />September 7, 2000 <br /><br />Â  <br /><br />Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â  Dear Diary, <br /><br />Youâ€™re never going to believe what happened to me.Â  Karen <br />came to my room last night.Â  She knocked on my door around <br />9 PM and asked of she could talk to me.Â  She said she <br />wasnâ€™t teasing me today in the gym, but was turned on by <br />my huge tits.Â  She asked if she could see them again so I <br />showed her.Â  I took off my shirt and bra and let them <br />dangle in her face.Â  She took them in her hands and she <br />started kissing and licking them.Â  Can you believe it <br />diary?Â  I am dripping wet again thinking about it.Â  She <br />bit on my big nipples until they were hard as rocks!Â  It <br />felt soooo good diary.Â  I was moaning when she pinched my <br />nipples and sucked hard on each melon.Â  She asked me if I <br />liked it.Â  All I could do was moan.Â  Karen smiled at me <br />standing up.Â  She slid her long brown hair to one side and <br />unbuttoned her blouse.Â  The entire time I was in shock <br />diary.Â  I have never had sex and with a girl no less!!!Â  <br />Her breasts were exposed to me. They are smaller than <br />mine, but very firm.Â  She had rose buds for nipples.Â  <br /><br />&quot;Suck my tit&quot;, she said to me moving my head closer to her <br />breasts.Â  I did just what she said diary.Â  She tasted so <br />good.Â  I licked her boobs, and sucked on them hard like <br />she said for me to do.Â  I loved it diary.Â  Maybe I am a <br />lesbian and just never realized it.Â  Thatâ€™s all that <br />happened diary, but it was WONDERFUL!! <br /><br />Â  <br /><br />September 9, 2000 <br /><br />Â  <br /><br />Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â  Dear Diary, <br /><br />Â  <br /><br />Today was a nightmare; I am convinced my room is bugged.Â  <br />While sitting in the library today studying for a math <br />test, John Williams came up to me, and slide his hand <br />inside my shirt. I almost died.Â  I pushed him away and <br />he said, &quot;Come on, I want a lick of those melonâ€™s just <br />like Karen did.&quot; I just stared at him. I couldnâ€™t believe <br />it.Â  I ran out of the library and back to my apartment.Â  <br />Oh diary why did she tell people?Â  Or am I being watched. <br /><br />Â  <br /><br />September 10, 2000 <br /><br />Â  <br /><br />Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â  Dear Diary, <br /><br />Â  <br /><br />I searched my entire room, and found nothing to indicate <br />someone was watching me.Â  Hmmm, Karen must be evil is <br />all?Â  Huh. Sometimes people really suck. <br /><br />Time to take a shower, talk to you tomorrow <br /><br />Â  <br /><br />September 10, 2000 <br /><br />Â  <br /><br />Oh gosh diary you are not going to believe this.Â  I went <br />to take a shower right?Â  And I got all undressed and lit <br />candles in the bathroom and stepped into the darkened <br />walk in shower.Â  I started cleaning myself when I felt <br />something poking me in the back.Â  I turned around and <br />there was John Williams, COMPLETELY NAKED!Â  <br /><br />&quot;I told you I wanted a taste of those tits of yours,&quot;<br />he said grabbing a hold of them.Â  I was scared out of <br />my mind, but at the same time my body was quivering in <br />anticipation.Â  I looked at him.Â  He had a hairy chest, <br />muscular arms, not to mention his 'total package'.Â  <br />Diary we stood there in the shower and he started licking <br />my breasts.Â  The water dripped off me like a spring rain <br />shower.Â  He made my legs weak as he caressed my breasts <br />and pulled me closer to him.Â  I could feel that monster <br />between his legs growing as he moved me over against the <br />far wall of the shower.Â  <br /><br />He looked at me diary and said, &quot;You know I am going to <br />take your virginity donâ€™t you?&quot;Â Â  My heart almost stopped <br />beating when he said that.Â  I asked him how he knew I was <br />a virgin and he said he knew everything about me.Â  That <br />it was his business to know, because he was the 'director'. <br />I asked him &quot;the director of what?&quot;Â  You know what he said <br />diary?Â  The director of our scene together!Â  Isnâ€™t that <br />dreamy diary? <br /><br />Anyway, we are in the shower and he has me pressed against <br />the wall.Â  He is jabbing me with his full erection, while <br />devouring my nipples.Â  I was moaning with delight when he <br />turned me against the glass of the shower, my breasts <br />pressed against it.Â  I could feel his hands slide between <br />my legs.Â  I spread them farther.Â  I looked out the glass <br />of the shower, and couldnâ€™t believe what I was seeing <br />diary.Â  There standing in the bathroom naked was Karen.Â  <br />She was smiling at us, watching, naked, caressing her <br />breasts, playing with herself, moaning. She smiled at me, <br />not saying anything. <br />It was the first of many hot and steamy showers with John <br />and Karen!!!</div></td></tr></tbody></table> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 10:08:49 MST</pubDate>
	<author>justjim</author>
	<category>Diary Stories</category>
	<votes>0</votes>
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	<title><![CDATA[Hi, I'm Bob]]></title>
	<link>http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/story/5512/</link>
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	<description><![CDATA[Hi, I'm Bob. I'm one of the contributing photographers of Young Cuties and Really Innocent, pulp magazines sold where other erotic magazines can be found. I work the Los Angeles area, although I'm often found in Hollywood where I have a studio. I have a couple of agents who keep their eyes open for young talent, but sometimes I find the talent on my own. This is one of my stories. It was late in the evening on yet another of those scorcher late August days. I was having a couple of hot dogs and fries at one of those rundown burger stands that have outdoor tables because they're too old to have indoor seating. It was there that I saw her. She stood close to five four, with a thin build, long brown hair, a face that looked fourteen, and she had an accent out of the midwest. She walked out with the manager and sat at one of the adjacent tables. It was obvious that a job interview was going on. He was drilling her on questions about where she lived, her availability and phone number. I quickly surmised that she was a runaway, living in one the flop hotels, desperately seeking some course of income. I think the manager surmised the same thing and figuring she was a risk-turned her down. She tried pleading, but he just shook his head and walked off. She stood, sobbing, trying to keep from breaking into a cry. She slowly took a couple of steps. I got up, offered her a couple of my napkins and asked her if she was looking for work. She nodded, but was still sniffling. I told her if she sat down with me I had an offer for her. As she sat, wiping away the tears and blowing her nose, I saw her hungrily eye my fries. I slid them over to her. She quickly stuffed several in her mouth. I smiled and she returned the smile while chewing. I went over and ordered a burger combo for her. Several minutes later she was chomping down into a burger. Between bites, she asked what kind of work I had for her. I told her flat out it was nude modeling. She gave me a wary look. I handed her one of my cards, told her all she had to do was strip down, pose for a dozen photos, and would get seventy five bucks if she was eighteen. She fished out an identification out of her purse and handed it to me. I instantly recognized the work of one of the local shops. They had even spelled Arkansas with a &quot;W&quot;. I let her pretend she was eighteen. Minutes later we were on the way to my studio. It's located off of Vine and not too far from the burger joint. As we walked in, I quickly decided that she need some spiffing up. I would need to see her strip down, and her unbrushed hair, yellow tube top and blue jean shorts weren't going to work. I showed her where the bathroom was, told her to take a shower, use the conditioner after the shampoo and to also use the robe hanging behind the door. While she was in the shower I warmed up the equipment I would use around a bed. I also retrieved a makeup kit I had bought from one of those Avon women. When she came out of the shower, I started brushing her hair, making sure it dried in it's long state and that it had a sheen. I also used the makeup kit to give her some freckles. I then asked her to take off the robe so I could see her body. She had small pointy tits topped with dark brown nipples. A little bit of pubic hair was beginning to grow in between her legs. I had her lay back while I retrieved a shaving mug and razor. A minute later I was using the shaving brush to put foam on her pussy. I carefully used the razor to get the thirty or so hairs she had growing making sure not to leave the area looking shaved. As the piece d' resistance, I applied baby oil to give her now bald pussy a sheen. It was then that I spotted it. I saw her cherry and I knew what kind of shoot I had to do. We walked over to the closet. Starting with underwear, I picked out a maidenform bra that had a pink rose between the cups. I also picked out a pair of panties with &quot;Jailbait&quot; embroidered on the crotch. I added knee high white socks, a white button down blouse, and royal blue skirt. While she got dressed, I brushed her hair again and told her what I was looking for. We started the shoot looking like she was walking in from a day of school, carrying a couple of books under her arm. She would put the books down, and sit on the bed. I then did the shoot looking as if she was playing strip poker with an unseen person, only the poker hands in the foreground as in each picture she was wearing an article less of clothing. My dick was very hard as she was down to the underwear. When she was nude, I had her lay back and spread her legs. I moved in for a closeup and took a picture of the cherry I was about to pop. Then I unzipped and took my dick out. I told her I needed one last pic to finish the piece. I placed my dick next to her pussy and took a picture of it about to enter her. Then I laid the camera down and told her I'd pay her an extra hundred as I mounted her. &quot;No&quot; she meekly said as my dick went in. She gasped as I popped her cherry, biting her lower lip-tears forming in her eyes. As my dick went in her I told her I knew she wasn't eighteen, she had committed a criminal act, and she had better take the fucking quietly or I would tell the Police about the fake i.d., and fraudulently trying to get an adult job. She just gently sobbed as I pumped her tight little pussy. I hadn't popped a cherry in a while and it felt good. I came in fitful spurts as I pumped five shots in her. When I finished, we sat up. I counted out two hundred, giving her a bonus. Then I asked her why she needed the money. I had just forced myself on her. I didn't think she would tell me anything, but I think the bonus money opened her up. She told me that she and her nine year old sister had runaway because her mom was a drunk, and her stepdad beat her and her sister every day. They rode two days in a bus to get to LA, and were now living in a hotel threatening to throw them out because they were behind on rent. I was surprised that the hotel management hadn't made a sex offer, but I guess it was about the money. I told her she could keep the outfit I dressed her in because it might help her find a job. As she quietly folded it, I asked if she needed a ride back to the hotel. &quot;Yes, please&quot;, she answered. It was a seedy joint. I was concerned for the safety of her and her sister. I asked Julie if I could come by in the morning. I'd like to take pictures of her little sister. We made arrangements for me to come by at nine in the morning. The next morning, I met Lena. Lena looked vastly different from her older sister. She stood four six with short blonde hair, blue eyes, and a very light complexion. As the two girls got in the car, they were chatterboxes. Both of them thanked me for being able to pay their rent and having the first real breakfast in a while. They were all aglow about the stacks of pancakes, the whipped cream, and strawberries. It was, for them, like living a dream. When we stopped at the studio, Julie said she was going to continue looking for work. I took Lena into the studio. I knew right away what I wanted to do. I had a little bo peep outfit I wanted her to put on. While she got dressed I went next door. The Chinese cook next door had a mongrel, mostly lab who was very friendly. Boo was small as labs go, almost completely white, and he was pretty old. I had used him in several shoots. Lena took right away to boo. As she played with him on the bed, I took several shots. Then I had Lena undress as I took pictures of her removing each article of clothing. When she was nude, I had her pose with boo. Boo began sniffing her crotch and I knew what was coming, so did boo. As he began licking her little bald pussy, she was giggling. I told her to lay back and let him lick away. She laid back and continued to giggle. Boo was totally into licking her little girl pussy. I saw his pink dick come out a couple of inches and his hips start to pump. I told Lena to get on her hands and knees. As she did, boo mounted her. &quot;What's he doing?&quot; she asked. &quot;He's making doggy love&quot; I answered. Boo hugged her close and moved his hips in. I moved in for closeups. She felt his dick begin to enter her. &quot;What's he doping now?&quot; she asked, concern creeping into her voice. &quot;He's only going to be a few minutes, hold still Lena&quot;. As his dick reached her cherry she complained that it hurt. I told to continue holding still. I knew boo well enough to know that he was quck on the draw. &quot;Ow-ow&quot; Lena continued to complain. I kept telling her to lay still. I heard her gasp as his doggy cum filled her pussy. Boo got a goofy look and climbed off of her. He continued to pump his hips for about thirty seconds before he sheathed his dick. I had Lena roll onto her back and spread her legs. I took a closeup of the pink froth that was his doggy cum and the blood from her popped cherry. I told her to lay still as I got a washcloth from the bathroom. I cleaned her up and told her how good she was for letting boo make doggy love to her. Little did she know this set of pics would be entitled &quot;Little Bo Peep Gets A Sheep Dog&quot;. I had her then get dressed and told her as I was taking her out to buy clothes and toys. She was very excited as she dressed. We hit several stores. Several outfits and dolls later, she became taken with a large white teddy bear. He was going to be the center of our next shoot. We had lunch, then headed back to the studio. I had her undress and climb back on the bed. I covered her with a sheen of baby oil to give her that fresh from the shower look. Then she posed with the teddy bear, sucking her thumb. She ended up laying on her side. It was then that I moved in. I took off my pants and spooned in next to to her. I put baby oil on my dick and placed it next to her asshole. Lena squealed and protested as I entered her. I assured her everything was going to be all right, that we were just making love. &quot;But it hurts&quot; she complained. I told her it always did the first couple of times, but that it would get better later on. I chose her ass because I figured her pussy would still be sore from boo. I ended up only sticking in three inches, but it was all I needed. I made slow easy strokes. The &quot;ows&quot; dropped off to deep breaths as we quietly had sex. &quot;You like it?&quot; I asked her when she was quiet. &quot;It's good&quot; she whispered, then asked if she was going to have a baby. &quot;Of course not dear, you're too young&quot;. I shot my load in her, then felt my dick soften as it popped out of her. She turned to face me. I kissed her and told her how wonderful she was. I stroked her soft blonde hair and kissed her several more times. She smiled and held me close. My dick was laying on her thigh. It was still oozing, but the sight of it next to her bald pussy turned me on more. I directed one of lena's hands to my dick, which hardened on her touch. I took pictures of her little hands holding it, then had her lower her head and kiss the tip of my dick. I then had her take my length in her mouth. She wasn't crazy about the taste of her ass, and my cum, which she quickly overcame. Then I had her lay back and spread her legs. I took a picture of my dick next to her pussy, then I jacked off onto her little body. Two of her holes were still aching and I was going to give her several days to recover before I did her again. We took a shower together afterwards. After drying off, I had her watch TV, while I developed the film from both sisters. It made my dick hard seeing the pictures. While the pictures dried I went into the TV room. Lena was still nude and laying on her stomach. I had the baby oil with me. I put some on her ass, then I used the crack of her ass as a place to lube up my dick. I didn't need to enter her. I just fucked her little crevasse. Lena seemed to like this as she smiled and softly moaned. I shot my load onto her back. I was going to clean her up, but she suddenly turned and started kissing me. I was in a sitting position and she was squatting over my hips. My dick got hard from feeling the little nine year old naked holding me. I moved her so that my dick was right at her opening. I pushed her down onto my dick. She gasped, but took over pushing down until I had reached her cervix. I gripped her tiny ass. I moved her up and down on my dick. As Speed Racer did his thing on the TV behind her, the nine year old fucked my dick. I shot my load filling her tiny cunt with my cum. I fell back with her on top of me. We drifted off into a nap. The news coming on woke me up. I stirred her awake, then cleaned her up. We got dressed, and headed back to her motel. It was a seedy place. There was holes in the walls and the paint was peeling. The radiator was a piece of rusted junk. We cuddled together on the bare mattress that the girls called a bed. I made a decision. I asked Lena if she would mind living with me, and of course Julie too. &quot;OH, yes, yes&quot; she happily replied, covering my face with kisses. It was then that Julie walked in. I asked her how it was going. I saw her face begin to crumble. I took in her in my arms. She broke into a full cry. Lena hugged her sister. &quot;Don't cry Julie, we're going to live with Bob&quot;. Julie looked at me with seeking tear filled eyes. &quot;It's all right&quot; I assured her. It only took us ten minutes to pack, but we left that shit hole behind. It was going to be the beginning of a wonderful cum filled friendship.  ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:48:39 MST</pubDate>
	<author>hillarysmuff</author>
	<category>Diary Stories</category>
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	<title><![CDATA[Michelle]]></title>
	<link>http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/story/6262/</link>
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	<description><![CDATA[My name is Felix. I'm 41 y/o, 179 cm and I'm divorced. I spend my free time in the park. I meet there a nice looking woman, a brunette. We talk a lot every day. We become friends. Her name is Michelle. She is 46 y/o and married. She is taller than me, about 190 cm. Her hips are large and she has round boobs, and that makes her very feminine. Michelle is wearing black dresses all the time. Her dark hair is pulled into a long ponytail that trail down her back, almost touching her butt. Suddenly, one day, she begins to weap silently and to confess: her husband loves her, she loves him too, but their sexual life became boring years ago.They make love only in the missionary position over and over again; only one time per week, Saturday at 8 o'clock sharp in the evening. This makes her angry and disoriented; she feels that she became a toy, an object. Michelle needs more, she is full of imagination and lust dreams. I am her only friend and she asks me if I want to fulfil some of her secret fantasies. I want to know the answer to a simple question: &quot;What do you want from me, precisely?&quot;. &quot;Well, I need someone to show a little love for me, and respect...and to obey my orders...after so many years, I need to take control!&quot; &quot; In fact, you need a man who wants to be treated like an object...I'm free, without obligations and...yeah, I agree.&quot;&quot;. Our plan is simple: we will make sex, she will lead the game, and we will not become emotionally involved . PART ONE We are in a hotel room. Michelle takes her clothes off. I admire her athletic body while she drinks some bourbon. Her breasts are magnificent. Her cunt is pink and bald shaved. We are going to play roles; she is my Mistress and I'm her humble slave.We are both beginners in this. She sits on the sofa, her legs wide spread, finishing another drink. She wears only her red high heel shoes. She commands me to knee. I quickly drop on the carpet and look up at her. She lifts one foot and settle it onto my shoulder; I see her scantily clad pussy and the dark shadow of the anal entrance. &quot;Lick my shoes, slave!&quot;she demands and then blushes. Meantime she is masturbating herself. Soon after that she has her first orgasm. I continue licking her heels and shoes. They have a perfect shape and I feel the flavour of her legs. &quot;Don't stop, you bastard, I need your tongue! Take a heel in your mouth and suck it!&quot; she yells. Than she has another orgasm. Her body is shacking, and her fingers are covered with scented juices. Michelle gives me a condom. &quot;Put it now, I see you are aroused and don't want to waste your precum! Now lick my cunt clean, slave!&quot; I do what I am told, burying my face into her suculent, bald cunt. She is delicious, her sex is hot and wet. My tongue touches her labia and clit repeatedly, digging deep into her slit, sliding back and forth over her hardened clit, and poking its way into her hole. She moanes softly, bucking her large hips into my face. I continue to eat her pussy, teasing her. Soon she is coming again, her orgasm wracking her body. A stream of juices run into my mouth as she climaxes. I feel Michelle trembling for minutes, but don't stop sucking her wet vagina. &quot;My God, it's terrific! Let me see your prick! Stand up and fuck your fist now! Slowly, I need to enjoy this!&quot;. I'm standing in front of her, while she studies me closely. My dick is hard as a rock now and is pointing toward the ceiling; my balls are hot. I like to masturbate in front of Michelle's eyes wide open. &quot;Stop!&quot; she says.&quot;I have to smell you!&quot; She is smelling my balls. Then her tongue touches - only a couple of times - the soft skin. &quot;Oh, it's so good , I forgot the taste of manhood&quot; she whispers. &quot;Continue, slave, but now rub only the mushroom head!&quot;. My penis becomes very sensitive. Than she takes my round nuts in her warm palms and squeezes them hard. &quot;Cum, you pig, all the men are filthy animals, cum, I want to see your white semen thrown out!&quot;. I shout in pain and I cum copiously. The condom is half filled with my cum and precum. Michelle takes it out, very carefully, empty it in two cups, mixes the sperm with champagne and we share the drink. &quot;What are we drinking for?&quot; I ask. &quot;For a long night of passion!&quot; she smiles. PART TWO We bath together. I admire again her curves. She is so tall and so full of passion. Her long, dark ponytail gives her the aspect of a proud warrior. Later, we are in bed, hand in hand. The moon lights our nude bodies. Michelle asks me: &quot;Are you mad on me, Felix? Think I was too brutal&quot;. &quot;No, Michelle, I loved every second&quot;. &quot;Me too...You know, I'm not a bitch, but I felt an amazing power and that was extraordinary! Thanks!&quot; After a while, she whispers in my ear: &quot;Now, I will do everything you want&quot; then kisses my neck and slowly fondles my balls. I am hard again. We are kissing, a couple of long french kisses. Then I look straight in her eyes and tell her: &quot;Michelle, you have a nice butt and I need to cum between the cheeks of your derriere!&quot;. She bites my shoulder and says: &quot;If you want that, I want it, too. But, please, be nice to me, I'm virgin back there!&quot; Than she rolls on her belly, exposing her magnificent holes to me: the pussy encircled by soft pink lips and the brown asshole. I slowly insert a finger in her anus, then take it out. Michelle is shivering. I kiss her back and her shoulders, to encourage her. I lick her cunt till I give her an intense orgasm. After that she is purring like a big cat. I oil my throbbing dick with her own pussy juices. I try to enter the brown hole, but I can't; it's too tight. &quot;Relax, Michelle!&quot;I whisper. I lick her anal hole, trying to wet it; I spit there several times. I try again and slowly, but surely, I'm getting in. She begins to cry and says: &quot; It's so painful, please, stop, let's do it another time, darling!&quot; But I am so aroused I can't stop. I make some moves and finally I'm in her warm anus. I have the delicious sensation of dominating a real classy lady by screwing her most secret place. I fuck Michelle's butt for about ten minutes. She yells: &quot;You filthy animal, fuck my dirty anus, rape my poor hole with your horse cock! Scum, take your Mistress' ass and split it!&quot; I can't hold it anymore, so I ejaculate deep in her. Saliva and sperm are dripping from her hole. I take her breasts in my hands and kiss again her back. She weaps, but I am still buried in her asshole and don't want to get out of there. After a while, she stops weaping and tells me : &quot;Next time, mister, beware of me, I will punish you! And now, get the fuck out of my ass!&quot;. I smile and say to myself: &quot;Thank God there will be a next time, baby! I am at your orders!&quot; PART THREE We meet again a week later, in the same park. Michelle is dressed in black as usual, and her dark brown makeup makes her very misterious. We talk a while, then, suddenly, she says: &quot;My husband left me!&quot; &quot; Why?&quot; &quot;He's having an affair, I caught him in bed with his secretary!&quot; &quot;Sorry...What can I do for you?&quot; I ask. &quot;You are my best friend, Michelle!&quot; &quot;Well, you can do something for me..I want revenge!&quot; &quot;What are you thinking of?&quot; &quot;I didn't tell you all about me...I have a step daughter, my husband was married couple of years before we met, than he divorced. His daughter's name is Christina..He loves her very much. She is almost 14 y/o.&quot; Michelle stops than speaks again: &quot;I want you to take Christine's virginity. I'll be there, watching , eventually helping you.&quot; &quot;But, Michelle, she is a child!&quot; I reply. &quot;So what? Make her a woman! By the way, she is there, on the green bench.&quot; &quot;Let's meet her!&quot; &quot;No way, I have some things to prepare, first. Come with me, Felix, I need you.&quot; &quot;Where do we go?&quot; &quot;You'll see&quot; Not too far from there we find a public WC. We sneak in an empty compartiment. Michelle sits and begins to pee. At the same time she unzippes my jeans and pulls out my dick. I have a great hard-on. I jack off a little then let her take it in her greedy mouth. She is giving me an astonishing blowjob. After couple of minutes she is simultaneously shitting and sucking my penis. I can't stand it anymore and a gusher of thick cum fills her mouth. Later we exit and agree to meet in the our hotel room, in the evening. We kiss. It's our first kiss outside. PART FOUR I am alone in the room. I wait. I fixed some cocktails. I feel strange somehow; a mother wants me to fuck her daughter. And I fucked the mother, too. I become very aroused. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined this. I hear a knock at the door and I open. Michelle and Christina enter. The girl seems to be very shy. She is about 140 cm tall and very cute. She wears white socks, a black skirt and a white blouse. Michelle tells her daughter: &quot;Christina, you know your father left us alone. We need the protection of a man, and that is Mr. Felix. We have to obey him and to worship him for his kindness. Mr. Felix is doctor in medicine and he wants to see you masturbating.&quot; &quot;But, mom, I can't do this in front of this gentleman!&quot; &quot;You can, darling, because he is a doctor and a gentleman. He wants to examine you. It's a great honour for you. Now, proceed, sugar.&quot; The 14 y/o lifts her skirt revealing her thighs and a pair of pink lace panties. She is very naive and do what she was told. Her little left palm slips under the panties. She is fingering her cunt. Her hand, hidden under the lace, looks like a little animal which is moving above her pussy. Me and her mother enjoy the show, and I feel my penis rising. Michelle comes beside me and whispers: &quot;I taught her how to massage and to scratch her clit!&quot; We kiss while Christina has her first orgasm. She screams a little. Her panties are wet. Michelle tells her: &quot;Now undress, Christina, Mr Felix wants to see you full naked! And give him your panties.&quot; &quot;What for, mom?&quot; &quot;Well, dear, men have to smell and taste a virgin's juice, from time to time.&quot; Christina gives me her pink panties. Their scent is amazing. Meantime, young girl finishes to strip. She has a flat chest and no pubic hair. She is rather skinny. Despite of these aspects, I find her fresh and desirable. Michelle continues: &quot;Sit on the bed, pumpkin, and spread your legs apart!&quot; I approach and examine the cunt of that lovely teen with trembling fingers.Then I knee and lick the inner thighs and the smooth pussy. Christina is breathing hard. Her mother commands: &quot;Lay back, and shut up your eyes, darling! Mr.Felix is going to insert his penis in your adorable hole.&quot; &quot;Mother..I'm afraid..Will it hurt?&quot; &quot;Only a bit, then you'll like the sensation..You see, sugar, all girls have to make love one day, sooner the best. Mr. Felix is an expert and he's also very gentle. Now stop complaining and let him do his job&quot; I am ready. My cock is ready, too. Michelle rubs my prick's head a little, then guides it into the virgin, delicate pleasure hole of her step daughter. Christina begins to weap and begs me to stop. Her face is full of tears. I don't care, that slim body is mine and I show my full love fucking young girl hard and deep. Michelle comes behind me and takes my balls in her palm. This makes me really hard. &quot;Don't stop, Felix, take her, fuck her juicy cunt...Harder, she's only a girl...Take her cherry!&quot; I fuck Christina again and again. Her step mother massages her tiny nipples. I smile and Michelle smiles to me. Finally I shoot a huge amount of jism in the depths of that flat belly. There are blood drops and stains all over the white sheets. Michelle embraces her step daughter and kisses her: &quot;You were so brave, sugar; Mr. Felix is very pleased and I am, too. You are a real woman, like me, now!&quot; In the end, they are asleep and I exit the room.  ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:31:24 MST</pubDate>
	<author>felix1</author>
	<category>Diary Stories</category>
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	<title><![CDATA[Dear Sadie]]></title>
	<link>http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/story/8043/</link>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p>Dear Sadie,</p><p>I'm going to call you Sadie. My mother bought this journal a year ago and now I'm going to call you Sadie. As you can see from the picture I've taped inside your front cover, I'm 13, 5'2&quot;, 95 pounds, with long red hair and thick lips. My breasts are just beginning to sprout. I'm between an A cup and B cup. It's kinda hard to get a bra that fits right. Mostly I just use sports bras, or not wear one.</p><p>Anyway Sadie, I'm writing you because things in my life have really begun to happen in my life. Last night, I had a sleepover at Nicky's house. Nicky is half Hawaiian. She is my size and weight, but she has the most beautiful olive skin and long dark hair. About nine o'clock, Nicky's mom left us alone and it was &quot;tickle time&quot;. That's what me and Nicky call it. We take off all our clothes, then lay next to each other on the bed. Nicky usually starts by running her fingers along my body. We've been doing this for three years, but the last time, she actually stuck her fingers in my pussy, then licked them and kissed me. Of course, I had to do the same for her.</p><p>I was really looking forward to last night. I was so wet while I watched Nicky undress. Her boobs are smaller than mine. My nipples are pink, but Nicky's are dark brown. We're both only beginning to get our first hairs between our legs. When we were naked, we climbed into the bed. We started to lay next to each other, but Nicky fell over on me. We both giggled and I pulled Nicky as I spread my legs and felt her pussy touch mine. I felt electricity shoot through me and we started rubbing against each other. That's when we heard the noise in Nicky's closet. </p><p>We got up and tiptoed to the closet. Nicky pulled the door open and Nicky's ten year old cousin was in the closet. Allen had his pants down around his knees. Nicky grabbed him and threw him across the room. He landed next to the bed and we could both see his thing hanging out. &quot;I can see you enjoy what you're seeing dweeb&quot;. She looked at me and I could tell that she was thinking something. &quot;Get on the bed dweeb&quot; she told him, &quot;I'm going to teach Casey something and you're going to enjoy it, but I swear dweeb, if you tell anyone, I'll kill you. Now, get on the bed&quot;.</p><p>Allen sat on the bed. Nicky pushed him back and made him lie down. She licked her palm, then grabbed his thing. She began working her hand up and down his thing. She used her other hand to put one of his hands on her boob. Allen smiled, then a moment later he shot white stuff all over himself. </p><p>&quot;That's called a handjob&quot; she said, &quot;it's an easy way to get a guy off&quot;. She stood up and told Allen to stay where he was. She pulledÂ me over to the closet. She started to whisper in my ear. &quot;It hurts the first time a guy puts his thing in you, so, why don't we let dweeb here put his thing inÂ us, then it won't hurt so much the first time?&quot; &quot;You want to?&quot; I asked. Nicky nodded, then walked over to the bed. She climbed on top and slowly put his thing in her. She went up and down about five times, then climbed off. &quot;Your turn&quot; she said. </p><p>I climbed on top of Allen. I had a hard time learning where to put my hips, but I finally got his thing in me. It didn't hurt at all, it felt good. I started going up and down. I lost track of how much. Nicky pulled me off of him. &quot;That's enough&quot; she said, &quot;pull your shorts up dweeb and get out of here&quot;. Allen got up. We shared a look and I think heÂ knew I wanted more. </p><p>A couple of hours later, I was still awake and I could tell Nicky was sleeping. I snuck out of her room and found Allen's room. He was lying on his back.Â He was only wearing jockeys. I pulled his jockeys down and was surprisedÂ to find it hard. I wondered if it hurt. I tried toÂ be careful as I climbed on him. I put his thing in me. It felt so good. I started sliding up and down on him. My boobs felt so hot. I squeezed them and I almost made a noise. I had to bite my lip. I noticed him get stiff, then felt his stuff shoot in me. He smiled, then opened his eyes. &quot;What happened?&quot; he asked. I put my hand on his mouth. &quot;Do you want more?&quot; I asked. He nodded. His thing was still hard and in me. I started riding him again. I put his hands on my boobs. He started thrusting his hips. The bed made a noise and I had to stop him. We started again. A few minutes later, he shot his stuff in me. I gave him a kiss then climbed off. </p><p>I had to stop off at the bathroom because his stuff was running down my thighs. I cleaned up as best I could. I climbed back into Nicky's bed. I spooned up next to her. She moaned a little as she held my hand and kissed it. We fell asleep holding each other.</p><p /><p>Hi Sadie,</p><p>It's been three weeks since I wrote and I have somethingÂ new to tell you. Three days ago, I was on my way home from school. I noticed this old guy under the creek bridge. I know he was homeless because he had shabby clothes on and he had a shopping cart. I still had the lunch my mom packed because my teacher had bought lunch for me and nicky because we both got A's on a pop quiz. I parked my bike and took him my lunch. He smiled and said &quot;Thank You&quot; as he ate the sandwich. I watched him eat. I guess I was fascinated because I never knew my father or either of my grandfathers. It made me feel good to feed him. I fed him the next day andÂ today, but today.....</p><p>After he ate, he smiled and thanked me again. I asked him his name. He told meÂ it was Tom. I asked him if he had a wife. He smiled and said &quot;No&quot;. I then got a crazy idea and asked him if he wanted a handjob. He looked at me like I was crazy. &quot;You know, handjob&quot;, I said moving my hand up and down. He just sat there, so I pulled up my shirt and showed him my boobs. He grabbed one of my boobs and started sucking on the other. I laid back and started getting hot.</p><p>Just then, he stuck his handÂ under my shorts. He knew where to goÂ because once he started touching me, I felt stirrings in my belly.Â He stuck his finger in me a couple of times. I wanted to fuck, but I was letting him do what he wanted. Suddenly, he stopped and pulled my shorts off. He moved between my legs and I just let him. A moment later, I felt his thing go in me. Nicky was right, it hurt, but then the pain ebbed and it started to feel better. </p><p>It only took a couple of minutes, then he shot his stuff in me. He looked nervous as he pulled his pants up. HeÂ lookedÂ around, took his shopping cart, and took off. I pulled my shorts up and went home. I took aÂ shower, then a bath. After the bath, I noticed that my pussy stank. I got nervous and worried. When my mom gotÂ home, I started crying. I was worried that I hadÂ caught a sexual disease and I didn't want to get the old guy in trouble, so I told my mom that I had fooled around with a guy at school and I was scared. She was pissed, but took me to a doctor. </p><p>We both cried this afternoon and night. I ended up on the pill and I wasÂ grounded until school finished.Â Â Â </p><p>Dear Sadie,</p><p>It's been two weeks since summer vacation started. Nicky went away to camp. My mom couldn't afford summer camp, so she made me promise to behave while she was at work. Yesterday, I was riding my bike around and I had to pee, real bad. There's this three story building in my neighborhood. It was the place closest to where I was. I went up to the front door and found it locked. A security guard got up and came to the door. I told him I had to pee. He looked around, and let me in. I thanked him and practically ran to the bathroom.</p><p>It was the nicest bathroom I've ever seen. There was a couch and scented soap and towels. When I finished, I went to the desk where the security guard was. Like the homeless guy, he was an old guy. He told me that he wasn't supposed to let me in, but the three people that came in had left. Then he started telling me how he worked 12 hour days on the weekends and how it was slower on Sunday than Saturday. I asked him his name, and he toldÂ it was Frank. I asked him if he was married or had a girlfriend. He told me no. I started getting an idea. I asked if I could visit him on Sunday. He told me yes.</p><p>When I went today, I wore only a tank top, shorts and flip flops. Frank let me in again, and I went right to the bathroom. I undressed, then poked my head out into the hallway. I called Frank and told him there was something he needed to see. When he walked in the bathroom and saw me naked, his eyes got real big. He just stood there. I grabbed his belt buckle and pulled him to the couch. </p><p>I had to open his zipper and get his thing out. I raised up my hips and he finally started responding. His thing was as big as the homeless guy. It didn't hurt at all this time. I was surprised at how long it lasted. He fucked me for an hour before he finally came. He held me for a few minutes, then I got upÂ and got dressed because mom was going to get worried about me.</p><p>I gave Frank a kiss as I left the building. Then, as I was leaving, I noticed that Frank had a van. I got an idea, but it would have to wait till next weekend. I can't wait.Â </p> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:15:14 MST</pubDate>
	<author>hillarysmuff</author>
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	<title><![CDATA[Seaching for Big O]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p align="center"><font size="5">Searching for Big O</font>Â </p><p align="center"><font size="4">By Xandria</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif"><i><font size="2">February 1<sup>st</sup> 2003 12:30am</font></i><font style="font-size: 7pt" size="1"><br /><br /></font>Dear Diary, <br /><br />Something happened tonight... <br /><br />I canâ€™t believe Iâ€™m about to write it all down, but I desperately need to tell someone, and I know that I can never say this out loud. <br /><br />Iâ€™m blushing a little as I write this, but it was just so hot, and Iâ€™d undressed to have a cool bath, when I caught my reflection in the full length mirror. Confused, it took me a moment to realise that the beautiful woman reflected, was me! Iâ€™d never really taken much notice of my developing body before, but Iâ€™m sure aware of it now.<br /><br />Shock and disbelief filled me as my eyes traveled over my firm, slightly tanned body. Strong calf muscles stretching up to my long, smooth thighs and meeting at the tuft of black pubic hair covering my small mound. The slight widening of my hips, dipping inwards for my slim waist. Eyes traveling higher, firm breasts rising and falling faster as sweet quivers began to spread through me. Unable to pull my gaze away, I ran a single finger down between my breasts, enjoying the little thrills as my fingers caressed the underside of my breast, running another down my flat abdomen, gently stoking my fingers over my sensitive pussy.<br /><br />A sudden, indrawn breath caught my attention. Eyes flicking to the refection of the door behind me, I found to my horror that it was open, and in the doorway stood my very besotted looking Uncle! His mouth hanging open as his eyes moved over me, something shifting in his loose black pants. He turned his back, seemingly coming to his senses.<br /><br />&quot;Ummm&quot;, he cleared his thought nervously, &quot;Sorry, I um - just came in to say goodnight, Janice and I are turning in early&quot;. He laughed a little, nervously, &quot;Iâ€™ll - umm - remember to knock in future&quot;, before leaving me alone, closing the door behind him, as I called a shaky goodnight in return. <br /><br />I fell onto the bed, my face glowing red with embarrassment. <br /><br />My Uncle Matt had caught me admiring my nude body in the mirror... <br /><br />My Uncle Matt had caught me touching myself while admiring my nude body... <br /><br />My Uncle Matt had gotten a hard-on from watching me! <br /><br />But thatâ€™s not the worst part...As I lay there, remembering the way his eyes had moved over me, the movement in his pants, I felt that down low, tickling heat begin in my pussy. I had to admit that getting caught was kind of a turn-on, and seeing Uncle Matt becoming aroused as he watched me... <br /><br />My hands began to stroke and caress my breasts again. One hand traveling slowly down my flat abdomen, trembling as it stoked closer and closer to my now very wet pussy. Moaning softly, my inner muscles tightening in anticipation, my fingers gently parting the delicate lips, as another began lightly tapping and stroking my sensitive clit. <br /><br />My mind wandering as the sweet sensations grew. As my strokes became faster, I wondered what would have happened, had my Uncle not turned his back. What would have happened if heâ€™d come in further and closed the door behind him. <br /><br />I imagined him gripping my slim shoulders, unable to control himself as he crushed my soft lips with his own. His hands stroking down my arms and over my hips to grip my tight ass. Pulling me firmly against his rock hard erection. Whispering my pet name, &quot;sweet thing&quot;, into my ear, telling me how much he wanted me, had always wanted me. Spreading my thighs wider bending my knees to give my fingers better access, as they worked rapidly on my singing clit. I felt my muscles tightening, screaming for something to grip onto, as I rode the sweet waves of my orgasm. Racing towards something, just out of reach, just out of sight, the pleasure growing stronger as I drew closer, but I just couldnâ€™t reach. I had to bite back my scream of frustration as the sensations began to fade. <br /><br />I got so close this time...Damn I donâ€™t even know what it is Iâ€™m reaching for, all I know is that every time, I feel myself moving towards something stronger, more intense, and the frustration that fills me when I canâ€™t make it, is overwhelming. Through the wall I heard the rhythmic movements of Mattsâ€™ and Janicesâ€™ lovemaking, heat spreading again as I heard him moan and grunt his release. <br /><br />Guilt and shame fills me as I write this. I long to feel Uncle Mattsâ€™ strong hands and mouth on my hot body, to feel his cock stretching my tight virgin pussy. <br /><br />What would he be like? Would he be rough, taking his pleasure hard and fast with little care as to mine? Or would he take it slow, caressing hands, exploring mouth, bringing my willing body to peak after peak before finally enjoying his own release?<i><br /><br /><font size="2">February 7th 2003</font> <br /><br /></i>Dear diary, <br /><br />Itâ€™s enough to make me want to scream in frustration. Iâ€™ve started wearing less and less around the house. Desperately trying to make him notice me again as more then just his niece, but as the woman I have become. But he doesnâ€™t seem to have noticed anything! His chaste kisses and hugs are driving me insane. My mind and body crying out for him to &quot;accidentally&quot; stoke my tight ass or firm breasts. But nothing...Nothing!<br /><br />But his lovemaking with Janice seems to be getting more and more intense. Night after night this week, Iâ€™ve lay in bed listening to their now, more vigorous coupling, my fingers stroking at my quivering pussy in time with Mattsâ€™, loud grunts and moans, and I swear I heard Janice whimpering once after heâ€™d finished, he was insatiable these days, and she was afraid she wasnâ€™t really satisfying him anymore, he just always seemed to need more then she could give. </font><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">I canâ€™t help it, it excites me that sheâ€™s unable to satisfy him. Makes me wonder if he needs something â€“ someone - else to satisfy his, now raging libido. </font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">Damn-it! Doesnâ€™t he know he only has to open that door and I would be his sexual slave? God I want him so much. </font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">I want his hands on me</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">His mouth on me</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">I want to taste his salty skin, slide my hot mouth over his hard cock.</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">I want him to be my first, to fill my virgin pussy, and flood my with his cum <br /><br /><i><font size="2">February 14th 2003</font> <br /><br /></i>Dear Diary, <br /><br />Things have become much worse, or maybe better, Iâ€™m not quite sure how I feel yet. Maybe after Iâ€™ve written this down, Iâ€™ll have a different perspective on the whole episode...<br /><br />After listening, shamelessly to Mattsâ€™ frisky lovemaking to Janice over the last few weeks, I decided that I needed to see for myself. Iâ€™m still not quite sure how I came to this decision, but the next thing I knew I was sneaking up the hall to Mattsâ€™ room. The door was ajar, and I pushed it open just a little. My mouth went dry and my legs weak at the view that greeted me.<br /><br />Matt lay on his back, looking up at a rather stressed looking Janice between his spread bent knees. Holding her head tightly as he thrust his cock into her sucking mouth, suddenly growling in vexation, pulling her away. For the first time I saw his large cock. It was a monster! My mind reeled with fearful arousal as I imagined that cock, stretching, filling, ripping my tight virgin pussy in two.<br /><br />I watched my hand slowly stroking my firm breasts, as he pulled her astride his hips. Delivering a sharp slap to her soft ass.<br /><br />Â Â Â Â Â &quot;Now - tell Uncle Matty your sorry&quot;, he spoke, his voice quiet, dangerously calm. I knew that Janice wouldnâ€™t dare disobey him and I was right.<br /><br />Â Â Â Â Â &quot;Iâ€™m sorry uncle Matty&quot;, she whimpered, scared but obviously aroused by his domination.<br /><br />Â Â Â Â Â &quot;Itâ€™s alright sweet thing, Iâ€™ll forgive you this time&quot;.<br /><br />My breath caught as I heard him use the pet name he had saved for me, since forever! The light sound of my shocked gasp was enough to gain his attention. His eyes focused on me, in my oversized, only half buttoned shirt, one hand stroking my rock hard nipples, the other, moving quickly south towards my hot pussy. <br /><br />Our eyes locked. I watched, too terrified to move, as his face darkened, a wicked smile forming, as he gripped Janiceâ€™s waist, his eyes never leaving mine as he held her in place and thrust his full size into her. His lips twitching with the pleasure it had obviously sent through him, but his eyes stayed glued to mine. Sitting up, watching me over her slim, trembling shoulder, as he began to move her body forcefully on his hard shaft, his now almost black eyes, burning into my own.<br /><br />Â Â Â Â Â &quot;Thatâ€™s it Sweet Thing&quot;, he began to speak, &quot;Show me, honey - show me what youâ€™ve brought for Uncle Matty&quot;, he spoke to me, holding Janice in place as she tried to move.<br /><br />Knowing what he wanted, I unbuttoned the rest of my oversized shirt, letting it drop to the floor. Thrilling at the deep groan he gave as his eyes moved over me, pulling Janice down harder on him.<br /><br />Â Â Â Â Â &quot;Oh yeah Sweet Thing, thatâ€™s what Uncle Matty likes - Is this what you want? You want to be Uncles little whore?&quot;, his voice harsh, moving the woman kneeling above him faster, thrusting deeper. I heard her moan, and saw her back quiver, obviously she was enjoying the way he was talking, but she could have been a blowup doll for all he cared, his attention was focused solely on me.<br /><br />Â Â Â Â Â &quot;Touch those titties for me; let me see you stroke those nice hard nipples&quot;.<br /><br />I obeyed blindly, eyes still locked, gasping at the thrills my stoking fingers were causing.<br /><br />Â Â Â Â Â &quot;God Damn you look good Sweet Thing. Now move that hand back down to your sweet pussy for me, Stroke that clitty for Matty&quot;, his voice gruff, out of breath, as he moved the surrogate pussy faster, harder on his hard cock. Again I obeyed, working my ready clit in time with his violent movements, gripping the door frame tightly as the sensations grew. Once again I was racing towards something. That, just out of reach entity. My head tipped back, eyes closing, as waves of ecstasy flowed through me, that entity still out of reach, but I had gotten closer then ever before...<br /><br />Eyes flickering open again, I was greeted by Uncle Mattsâ€™ cheeky grin. I watched as he thrust, once, twice, and a third time before letting out a deep groan, crying out, head falling back, as he pumped out his own rapture within the woman still astride him, his movements changing to long slow stokes as he came back down to earth. I knew at that moment that it was time to leave. Quickly, before he could regain his senses, I turned and ran back to my own room, locking the door before falling onto my bed, confused, scared, and more aroused then I had ever been...</font><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">Oh god what have I done? How am I going to face him tomorrow?</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">What will I say?</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">What will he say?</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font size="2"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif"><em>February 5<sup>th</sup> 2003 11:00am</em></font></font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">OH THANK CHRIST!!!</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">Heâ€™s gone. Janice said that heâ€™d received a call early this morning, and had to go away for an emergency business trip to Sydney.</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">I know Iâ€™m going to have to talk to him again. And shit is it going to be tense â€“ but at least it wonâ€™t be today! </font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">I might go to the beach this afternoon. Iâ€™m not sure that I want to be alone in the house right now with Janice either. Sheâ€™s bound to sense something. Maybe itâ€™s time for me to consider living on campusâ€¦</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font size="2"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif"><em>February 19<sup>th</sup> 2003 8:00pm</em></font></font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">Iâ€™m so sorry I havenâ€™t written in so long, but the last few weeks have been busy. I know Iâ€™ve taken the cowards way out. But I think it was the best thing to do.Â </font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">I left while Matt was away, He should be back by now.Â  </font><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">I wonder if he was angry when he found out I'd gone, or maybe relieved.</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">Anyway I'm now living in the Uni Dorms, and it's not bad. The occational party when I'm trying to study, but hey...My room-mates' nice, her names Vicky and she's so pretty. Shoulder length blond curly hair, and a lovely fair complextion. So far we seem to like the same kinds of music and movies, I'm sure we'll be great friends.</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">Ah just one problem...Her boyfriend Jake is hot!!!</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">NO! I promised myself that I wasn't going to have any more sexy thoughts about him. </font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif">Mmm o.k one more he he he.</font></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm" /> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:15:14 MST</pubDate>
	<author>Xandria</author>
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	<title><![CDATA[Diary of the Poonhound]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p>Thursday, August 13. 3:30 p.m.</p><p>I walk into the club. The music is playing, but no one is on stage. The Dj sees me and orders Sophie to get ready. A woman peels off the bar and into the dressing room. There are two tables where women are talking to men. I select a table where I can see the stage, but where I'm not too close. I look around to see the dancers to size up what I'm up against. </p><p>It's the best time to get laid in the club. Most of the dancers are single mothers whose bodies have been ravaged by childbirth. Because they want to be home for their kids in the evening, they work the day shift. Over lunch, they've made less than fifty bucks. They want to make a big score before they go home.</p><p>Sophie comes out on stage. She's Mexican with a a thick torso and small limbs. I divide my attention between the loght show and her. My field of vision is suddenly obstructed. I lean back and focus at an attractive woman who has draped herself across my table. She has a cute face, large breasts that strain against her babydoll nightie, an exposed belly that bears stretch marks, and a cottage cheese butt that wiggles. &quot;Want a dance?&quot; she asks. </p><p>I stand up and she leads me to a private room in the back. She seats me, peels off her top to reveal some nice melons, perches her leg on a table, and pulls back the fabric of her panties to show me her pussy. I slide down my zipper. She reaches in her purse and pulls out a condom. &quot;Put this on&quot; she orders.</p><p>I slide the condom on. She lowers herself onto my tool. With her ass towards me, she pumps up and down for several minutes, then changes position so that she faces me. We both get sweaty.She leans in stroking my ears and running her hands through my hair. &quot;Can't cum?&quot; she asks. &quot;Not with the rubber on&quot; I answer. &quot;Take it off&quot;.</p><p>She dismounts for a moment while I peel the rubber off, then remounts me. We go at it for several minutes, then I ask her to turn around. I bend her over a table and enter her. It only takes me a couple of minutes to shoot my load into her. </p><p>She turns and kisses me before getting a tissue out and placing it between her legs to stem the flow of my juices from her. She asks for a hundred bucks. I fish out five twenties and ask if that's it. &quot;Do you want more?&quot; she asks. &quot;Yeah, can you cut me a discount, I only have sixty more&quot;. </p><p>&quot;Pay me the onesixty&quot;. I give her the eight twenties, which she places in her purse. I bend her over the table again. I enter her, but only to get lubrication. I place the head of my dick at her ass. She exhales noisily as I fill her. I grab her hips and pump vigorously. Her ass looks like ocean waves as it rolls with every stroke.</p><p>I shoot my second load in her. She pushes back into the chair. Laying her head on my shoulder, I hear her say &quot;A manager is coming&quot;. Seconds later, a man in a suit pokes his head in the room, then disappears. She lifts herself off of me, readjusts her panties, smiles, and puts her top back on. &quot;Thanks sweetie&quot; she says before leaving the room. It's only then that I notice our juices have run out onto my zipper.</p><p>Friday, April 15</p><p>It's been a really hard week at work. I really need to get some pussy. I don't get off at work until 9. The single mothers have gone home hours ago. This is going to require more expertise. I select a table where I can see all three stages. I'm there less than two minutes when a giant of a woman plops herself down in my lap. Even without the four inch heels, she still stands six foot. She tells me straight out she'll do anything I want. </p><p>Rule number one in non single mother hours: NEVER go with the first one you see (if you can be picky with single mothers-go with that option).</p><p>I tell the giant to go away. There are several Mexican women prowling the floor. The reason they're not giving private dances is that they won't go all the way. Anytime I've touched their pussy, they say no and pull away. There are also several silicone barbies prowling the floor. I don't get private dances from them because they look at the job of dancer as a career. They're not likely to give up some pussy. </p><p>Two girls that look like they're in high school are walking around. They're cute, have killer bodies, but from the two 18 year olds I've been with, they're in a big hurry and the encounters have been unsatisfying. I also see a couple of college girls. College girls will let you suck their nipples, show you their pussy, but they won't go all the way.Â </p><p>My ideal dancer has a petite frame, small to medium breasts, and is in her mid twenties. Like single mothers, they support someone else, but their lives are far more complicated.</p><p>It's 12:20, and none of my ideal type have turned up. For the first time in the clubs, I go zero for zero.</p><p>Saturday, April 16, 6:30</p><p>It's the next night, and I stillÂ need to get laid. I'm still equipped for a night of sex. I have 360.00 in my pocket, I'm not wearing any underwear (for easy access), and I'm well dressed (blueÂ jeans won't get you sex unless you have that bad boy look conquered).</p><p>Tonight, there is a mix of college students and siliconeÂ barbies. I notice someone like my ideal prey lurking around. We are eyeing each other. She's blonde 5'5&quot; (in heels), with orange sized tits spilling out of her dress. She takes a seat at the table next to mine. A moment later she makes her move.</p><p>She sits on the arm rest, leans on me, kisses my neck and grabs my dick. Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner. &quot;Buy me a drink?&quot; she asks. I really don't want to, but I know it'll get me some pussy. We wait for her (10.00) drink to arrive before we go to the back room. </p><p>She starts with the standard lap dance, butÂ only takes her hand off my dick to change positions. She ends up on the floor. &quot;You know what I'm asking?&quot; she asks with one hand on my dick, the other pointing at her mouth. &quot;I wantÂ pussy&quot; I tell her. </p><p>We haggle over the price and finally agree on three hundred. She puts theÂ dress on, with the top portion down. With her ass towards me, she rides me for about five minutes, then announces that she's done.</p><p>I've had better.</p><p>Saturday night before theÂ Super BowlÂ Â  7 p.m.</p><p>It takes patience to get the ideal dancer. The dancers turn out in force the night before the Super Bowl. There are all types here, including the single mothers. They're out of their comfortÂ zone. I get a private dance from one of them. She lets me slip my hand in her panties, but the encounterÂ is all too brief and sheÂ nervously pulls my hand out. She's never going to go all the way. </p><p>I go back out on the main floor. I wave off a half dozen offers. One of the dancers is obviously a drug addict, and another is a hooker trying to work her trade here. If pussy is just pussy to you, then by all means go for it, but there are about 100 dancers here tonight, and I'm going to get someÂ good pussy.</p><p>She takes the stage just before 9:30. She's a dazzling blonde with smallÂ tits poorly concealed under a see through nightie. There's only one way to get her attention. I run up and tip her thirty seconds after she takes the stage. Most guys tip after theÂ girl takes off her top, but in a place like this you have to move fast. &quot;A dance later?&quot; I ask. She nods. </p><p>I tip her againÂ when she's on the third stage. She asks where I'm sitting. I point out my table.Â &quot;I have to get dressed after this&quot;Â she tells me. </p><p>She keeps her word and disappears into the dressing room. She's gone for a good long while, and I begin to wonder if I've been I've been left. </p><p>Half an hour later, she reappears. She takes me by the hand and leads me to a private room. All is forgiven. She pulls off her top, exposing some tiny tits. Her nipples are tiny and brown. She straddles my lap, placing a nipple on my lips. I take her nipple, sucking it while running my tongue around it. After I make a full revolution, she switches nipples. </p><p>I run my finger along her G string. I can feel her wetness. She turns, placing her ass in my face. I run my finger along her G string again. She hooks a thumb in her G string, showing me her asshole. I take the hint, pulling the thin fabric aside to see her pussy lips. I stick my finger in her. She pulls away, placing the fabric back over her pussy lips. </p><p>She places her crotch next to mine. I pull the fabric aside to expose her pussy lips, then pull my zipper down. She places her body between mine and the door. &quot;Do you have a condom?&quot; she asks. I whip one out and put it on. She mounts me, but also places a nipple in my mouth. The motion of her hips is slow. We caress each other, actually making love-not just having sex. </p><p>She pauses one moment to have an orgasm, then goes backÂ to work on me. &quot;Can't cum baby?&quot; she asks. Again, the rubberÂ has kept me from finishing the deal. I try to convince her to meet me at aÂ hotel. She declines. She'll have sex with me in a placeÂ where sheÂ can control the environment, but tells me she doesn't want to go someplace where she's not in control. I pay her 240.00</p><p>There'll be other nights and other girls.Â </p><p /> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:15:14 MST</pubDate>
	<author>hillarysmuff</author>
	<category>Diary Stories</category>
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	<title><![CDATA[I'm still cumming]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p><font color="#00ef0e" size="2">I'm love sex, so I'm going to talk about it. This is the first time I've ever posted at a place like this. All my posts are true. They are not made up. But if there is something you would like to hear me write about, post and let me know, then, I'll do it and tell you about it. Every juicy, cum filled detail of it. God, just writing this little bit has make my pussy swell. I'm so wet and horny.</font></p><p><font size="2">My Husband got home from work late today, and as soon as he walked in, I knew I was going to fuck him. There was just something in his eyes that said he wanted sex, and I will NEVER turn sex down. So he walked in and sat on the couch and was watching television, and I just couldnt waste another minute. I didn't work today, so I was still in my pajamas; an oversized tshirt - and no panties. </font></p><p><font size="1"><font size="2">I was sitting here, right where I am now, at my computer, with my legs, propped up on the desk. I could feel my own juices on my swollen pussy lips. Men, always wrapped up in television! I dropped me legs, took a short 3 steps to the couch and dropped to my knees. God, I love sucking dick. I love the taste of cum. He knew what I wanted, and the smile that slide across his face was all I needed. I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans; he lifted enough for me to slide them off of him. He was still a little &quot;dead&quot; but thats wasnt something I couldnt handle. ;) I lifted my shirt over and off my head and tossed it to the floor. Then went to his thigh, kissing up the inside left one. To his balls, where I flicked my tongue against them, then took them in my mouth briefly. He was hard in no time, and god is he huge! :)Â  I licked up his shaft then wrapped my mouth around the head of his dick. My pussy was throbbing....much like it is now! I had all 7 an a half inches of him in my mouth and I struggled not to gag fromÂ  my moans. As I came off of him, I flicked my tongue against his head....that always makes him squirm! I wasnt done, but he wanted to have a go, and I NEVER pass up a chance to have my pussy licked! He pushed me back onto the couch and spread my legs, my juices glistened on my lips. With one hand he pinched my nipple, the other under my ass and his tongue sliding against my cunt. I was screaming for more. &quot;Yes, yes, eat me, suck me. Yes, oh god, yes!&quot; My body convulsed each time his tongue hit my clit. With that and him pinching my nipple I was about to go nuts! I pushed him away and he gave me the strangest look, maybe because I've never pushed him away before, but I had other things in mind! I turned over, and leaned over the back of the couch, waving my ass in his face. He kissed and licked my cheeks, my back, my neck, then entered my slick tight pussy from behind with one fast hard thrust. I like it hard, I like it fast, and I like pain. Each thrust was fast and hard and came with a smack on the ass. I love being spanked. &quot;Fuck me, yes hard hard, fuck me!&quot; I screamed. I could feel myself getting close, and I wanted it so bad.&quot;Spank me hard, oh god I'm gonig to cum!&quot; He was getting close too, I could feel the pulsing of his cock inside me. I love that feeling too! I felt it coming, and he reached around with one hand and pinched my nipple and with the other had to the front of my pussy and slammed his body against me hard. I came and I cam adn I'm still cumming!</font> </font></p> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:15:14 MST</pubDate>
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	<title><![CDATA[Diaries of a Male Escort *Updated up to Chapter 2*]]></title>
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  <source url=""><![CDATA[Diaries of a Male Escort *Updated up to Chapter 2*]]></source>
	<description><![CDATA[ 	<!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--> 	 <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="5" style="font-size: 20pt"><strong>Introduction</strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Hey there, my name's David, and I've been a male escort for a few years now.  I wanted to take this opportunity to share with you some of the encounters I've had.  I hope you enjoy them.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Before  I do though, something about me.  I'm a 26 year old man, around 5ft 11, and with a slender, but muscular build.  My blonde/red hair is kept short and usually spiked, and (unless the lady prefers it) I go clean shaven.  My eyes are grey, and I would never dream of describing myself as handsome.  In fact average would be a great word to describe me.  Average height, average build, just average.  My chest is naturally devoid of hair, and I keep my genitals shaved.  Speaking of my genitals I'm circumcised and have a cock that is about 7 inches long and an inch and a bit wide &ndash; so I'm not in any way huge, but I do have an advantage.  I have always been able to keep amazing control of my cock, not only can I hold an orgasm in much longer than most men, but multiple performances are the norm rather than the exception.  I keep myself fit, and I've never had a lady disappointed in what she's received.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">My day job is a systems development consultant.  I travel round the country advising major companies about their software and hardware needs.  Modestly speaking I'm good at it, and earn a lot of money.  However the money isn't the best bit of my job.  The best bit is the flexibility it affords me.  Most of the projects I work on have long deadlines, usually at least a couple of months.  This enables me to schedule time to work around my other interests, namely my escort job.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I decided to go into male escorting after reading a story on BBC news about it.  The money wasn't what attracted me, I've always been a highly sexed guy, and always wanted to try new things, with new people, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity.  So on a bit of a whim, I signed up to an escort service, took a few pics, and posted a bio on the site.  Within a month or two I'd had 10 clients, and had enjoyed each one immensely.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">You see I've never been picky about women, there's always something attractive about a woman.  She can be a twenty-stone behemoth, or a 8 stone sapling, there will be something that turns me on about her.  As long as their over 18 and still alive, I'm interested.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">After a few months, I decided that it may be better to upgrade to a better package...increase my exposure as it were, but after looking through the packages none of them seemed to serve my need.  So relying on my day job skills I created my own website.  Putting all my details on it, and making sure I was high up on the Google list I hoped this would get me the exposure I wanted.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">To say this worked is an understatement.  I usually have at least one client a week, sometimes more than one.  Most clients once they've had one evening with me come back for more.  About six months into my career as a male escort, I decided to keep a diary of my exploits, and publish the best bits, this is the document you have in your hand now.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Before we get into the diary properly, just a few bits of information from the website...mainly here for you to understand how my services work, and why some of the girls respond the way they do!</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="4" style="font-size: 16pt"><strong>Fees &amp; Services.</strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I have 5 different services I offer each with a different rate.  All the rates are negotiable, and are usually calculated to include petrol money.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Date - &pound;50</strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I will meet you at the location of your choosing for a date, starting at 7 and finishing by 10 this is perfect for ladies that need a date for a function or party. </font></font> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Evening Assignment - &pound;100</strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">This will take place from 7pm till midnight (I can arrive earlier by individual arrangement but it will cost more) and it is suggested you take a look at the locations section of the site for where an appropriate location would be to meet.  Simply put I am yours for that period of time.  Check out the section on fantasy and roleplay for some ideas!</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Night Assignment  - &pound;200</strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Same as the evening assignment, except you get me from 7pm to 7am, a full 12 hour shift!</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Party - &pound;30 per person</strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">need some entertainment for a party, then hire a stripper with a difference, for parties of 5 or more females.  Location to be agreed in advance but it must be willing to host a stripper.  I will strip fully naked at the party, while entertaining you in other ways!  But no touching is allowed...for that you need the next option.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Executive Party - &pound;50 per person</strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">The executive party is for those who want a really fun time.  Not only do you get the full show from the party option, but touching is not just allowed but actively encouraged, as is sucking and fucking.  It is suggested this is hosted in someone's house, as not many establishments like this kind of hardcore stripping!</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="4" style="font-size: 16pt"><strong>Locations</strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I'm based in Cambridge, but am willing to travel anywhere in the British isles (England, Scotland, Wales, primarily)  Anywhere further afield (i.e. Ireland) is negotiated on entirely separate rates.   Anywhere in a radius of 200miles (practically all of England and wales, I don't charge petrol.  Anymore than 200miles and petrol is charged at 40p a mile and added to your bill.  I use a satnav, and travel the most direct route, if you wish to see the route and verify that it is over 200 miles that is of course fine.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Good Locations to meet</strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">The first rule is, if you are concerned or worried, ask!  This is meant to make you feel good about yourself...not bad!  That said, here's some ideas!</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><br /><u>Hotel</u></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">A hotel is an obvious choice. Space and comfort may be important to you for a satisfying and relaxed experience.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Many hotels offer discounts and special offers for single night bookings as long as they are contacted a few days in advance. The most expensive way to book an hotel room is to leave it to the day before - there will then rarely be a bargain to be found, and you will have to pay the daily room rate.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Choose a hotel that you can afford, and are comfortable in.  It is often easiest to meet in a Hotel that has a restaurant, allowing you to get to know me a bit over a meal, before going back to the room.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><u>Your Home</u></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">The ultimate choice for you to feel relaxed and in control.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">You have the freedom to set the scene, mood and atmosphere. Candles, towels, water and whatever else you want can be easily organized by yourself.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Ground rules (usually established by email) help as always.  Let me know whether you want me to knock, or just come right in.  What areas of the house am I allowed in, etc, etc.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><u>Your Workplace (or other more public location)</u></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">This can work but generally needs some preparation / organizing.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">You will need to provide me with a reason to call plus good directions and ensure that we won't be disturbed!</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Sitting at your desk and having me visit could be a very interesting experience for you. </font></font> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I am of course open to discuss any other locations you have in mind...why don't you surprise me?</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Fantasy/Roleplay situations</strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I am usually open to any suggestions, and have experience in lots of different fantasy settings so feel free to suggest anything.  Safety words, your personal comfort, and my legal liability are always factors, so as always if you're concerned about anything COMMUNICATE!</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">With all that over with, on with the diary.  Just a final note, each chapter is split up into three basic sections, the initial contact phase, the encounter phase and finally my thoughts on the encounter.  Enjoy...</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p><br /> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: always"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="5" style="font-size: 20pt"><strong>Chapter 1 &ndash; Big and Beautiful</strong></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Name:</strong> Karen</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Location:</strong> Hereford, Herefordshire</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Age: </strong><span style="font-weight: normal">32</span></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Date of Assignment: </strong>15<sup>th</sup> April 2007</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><em>Hi David,</em></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><em>I'm a thirty-two year old BBW from Hereford that's not been sexually satisfied for years.  I have a very low self-image and need to be told I'm beautiful again.  I've never tried anything like this before so am very nervous, but would really like to book you for an evening assignment.  Hope to hear from you soon, Karen.</em></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><em>Hi Karen,</em></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><em>Thanks for getting in contact with me.  A good way to ease yourself into something like this would be to book a hotel room for the night, choosing a hotel with a restaurant, then we could meet for a meal before hand, to allow you a chance to feel more comfortable with me and the situation.  Feel free to choose a free date on the calendar, and we'll take things from there.  David.</em></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><em>Hi David,</em></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><em>Thanks for replying, I've booked into your calendar the 15<sup>th</sup> April, and booked a room in the Hereford Travel lodge.  There is a restaurant underneath I will be waiting at the bar for you at seven, wearing a black dress.  I cannot wait to meet you. Karen xx</em></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I drove up to the Hereford Travel lodge, at around six thirty that evening.  It was my usual habit to arrive a little early, and give myself time to prepare.  Adjusting my tie, I had chosen a black Hugo Boss suit, white shirt and deep blue tie for this evening, I stepped out the car at 6:50, and entered the restaurant.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I spotted Karen, as soon as I walked through the door.  It was one of those restaurants where the bar is a couple of metres long and occupies the area immediately in front of the entrance.  She was standing sipping a drink, I guessed it was orange juice.  She was tall, only a few inches shorter than me, and truly was a bbw.  She was probably a size 18, and had huge boobs.  Her dress was cut low, and showed amazing cleavage, as well as as the stockinged legs below the knee.  I realized that the 2inch heels had probably made her look taller than she was.  She had long brunette hair, a little curly at the ends, and a very pretty face, I felt an immediate tug in my pants, performance was not going to be a problem tonight.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I immediately grinned gently and stepped over to her, offering my hand as I said, &quot;Good Evening, you must be Karen?&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She smiled back a little shyly, and after a brief manoeuver swapping her drink to her left hand, she took my hand and shook it tentatively, &quot;Hi David, how was your journey.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I shrugged, and made a so-so gesture, &quot;Good but the traffic around Hereford wasn't fun!&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She smiled more fully, &quot;It never is.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I ordered a drink, and after a couple of minutes of small talk, a waiter approached and led us to our table.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">We sat down opposite each other, I made sure that we kept making eye contact, and smiling reassuringly every time I did so.  The waiter quickly took our order, and our wine choice, and disappeared professionally.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;So what do you do for a living?&quot; I asked, hoping to get the ball rolling.  It did, and she was soon relaxing in my presence and chatting idly about the things people chat about.  It wasn't long before our starter had arrived, and left again.  Our main meal followed shortly afterwards.  Halfway through the mains, and after we had both finished a glass of red, there was a slight pause before she said.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;So I wasn't sure about this but I bought a bottle with me, and a couple of glasses, I thought they may be useful in the room?&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I smiled once more at her, again wondering how this pretty woman could be so starved of sex. &quot;That sounds like a great idea&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She smiled back &quot;Great, I have to tell you, your making this very easy for me!&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I laughed slightly, &quot;That's the plan.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">The waiter arrived just then to take our main plates away, and doing so he asked whether we would like the dessert menu.  I laid my hand on hers, and turned to the waiter, shaking my head.  As he turned away, I Whispered, &quot;I plan on having my dessert in the room.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She blushed fetchingly, and took a sip of her drink, but I could tell she was pleased.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">The waiter returned with the bill and after settling it, we both rose, and taking me by the hand we walked outside, and then into the Travel lodge. One of the reasons I like using Travel lodge's is that they rarely have people on the desk, it's easy to get in!</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">This was the case here, and we quickly walked past the desk and along the corridor to room 17.  Sliding the keycard in and out, Karen opened the door, and we stepped in.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Closing the door behind me I smiled at her as she let slip her purse to the floor.  &quot;Um so what now?&quot; she queried.  All the nervousness was back, now we were getting down to it.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;How about that wine?&quot; I asked  </font></font> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She let out a breath and turned around, taking the wine out of the mini fridge, giving me an opportunity to stare at that dress covered ass.  When she straightened up she poured two glasses and handed one to me.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I motioned for her to sit down on the edge of the bed, and i sat next to her as we sipped wine.  Putting my hand on her knee, I slowly stroked up and down her thigh over the dress.  She sighed gently, and took a longer deeper sip of wine.  Slowly I slid my hand down so that it was on her stockinged knee, then sliding it back up again, this time under her dress, stroking her thigh, until I reached the point her stocking finished and her flesh began.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">As soon as my hand hit her flesh, her breathing deepened,  Putting down my wine glass, and taking hers and setting it down also, I leaned in and kissed her gently on the mouth.  She immediately opened her mouth, and taking the invitation I slid my tongue in to meet hers.  We kissed urgently for a few minutes before I broke it off, and cupping her face said, &quot;You are so pretty Karen.&quot;  I removed my hand from her dress, and reached up and cupped her magnificent breasts as I dove in again to renew our kiss.  Her hands flew to my chest, and was pressing against me urgently.  I broke the kiss once more and stood, drawing her up with me.  Then gently kissing her once more I took a few steps backwards.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I slowly removed my jacket and placed it on a chair.  I was guessing slow and erotic was the order of the day for this lady.  Next my tie was loosened, then removed, and I could see she was getting more turned on by the moment.  I started to unbutton my shirt, stopping when I reached the last one.  The smiling at her, &quot;I can't seem to get this one, could you give me a hand?&quot;  She willing stepped forward and quickly unbuttoned the last button,  before sliding her hands up my bare chest, and outwards to slide my shirt off.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I brushed her hair away from her face and kissed her again, before easing the straps of her dress off her shoulders.  The dress didn't require anymore encouragement and it slid to the floor.  She was a big girl no mistake, but the fat around the tummy didn't even register, those gorgeous big tits were encased in soft white silk, with matching panties.  I cupped the right one again, whispering, &quot;I can't wait to see how big the nipples are.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><br />Karen sighed deeply, her panties now noticeably damp.  I kissed her again, then stood back from her as I eased my belt off, and undid the button, that allowed my trousers to fall.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">This time it wasn't a sigh, it was a definite moan, as she saw my cock bulging in my tight boxers.  I glanced down, &quot;Think you can handle the rest?&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She didn't bother to reply just dropped to her knees, and undid the little button on the slit in the front.  She reached in and grabbed my meat, pulling it through the hole.  She moaned again as she started to wank me off, slowly at first, before going faster and faster.  I groaned slightly, then put my hand on the back of her head guiding her to my meat.  She willingly leaned in and stuck her tongue out to lick the top of my head.  I groaned again, and she continued to tease me with her tongue.  &quot;Suck it,&quot; I grunted, and she complied.  Opening her mouth wide she slid me in an inch or two, then slowly drew me back out.  Then as slow as she could she started to piston me slowly taking more and more in every pass.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I took a firmer hold of her head and started to regulate her speed, before long I was fucking her pretty face.  Then after a few minutes of an amazing blow job, I pulled out, and brought her to her feet.  &quot;Was it OK?&quot; she questioned.  I just smiled and said, &quot;Phenomenal.  But it's your turn now.&quot;  I moved my cock back in my boxers, then dropped them to the floor.  I turned her round so her back was towards me, and gazed at that beautiful fat ass.  Slowly I ran my hands over her flesh, causing her to shiver in delight.  Then pulling her too me, my cock pressed against her ass, I ran my hands over her fat stomach, and to her tits.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She moaned again, and I slid my hands into her bra, and pulled it down, freeing those beauties.  Quickly taking one in each hand, I massaged them making her moan even more, before moving my hands to her nipples.  I was right they were huge, the aerole were a couple of inches in diameter, and the nipples themselves were hard and erect, easily half an inch across.  I started to tease and pinch at those nipples, and Karen moaned deeply again, &quot;Uhh David&quot; she managed to groan out, before I tweaked one extra hard.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I made sure my cock was rubbing against her ass as I continued to play with those nipples, kissing the back of her neck as I did so.  Then just as her moans started to reach fever pitch, I took my left hand away from her tit, and slid it straight into her panties.  Delving through the forest of hair I found there, I quickly reached her pussy.  She was soaking wet already, not wanting to stand on ceremony, I slid a finger straight in.  She climaxed instantly, my finger got covered in cum, as she let out a moan i thought would be heard throughout the hotel.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;uh that's so good&quot; she moaned, as i slowly drew my finger out, and moved it to her clit.  I circled it for a while, as she got her energy back, kissing her gently on the neck, as her clit and tit were fondled by me.  When I thought she had recovered enough, I withdrew my hand and motioned her to sit on the edge of the bed.  Her eyes were wild with desire as I took hold of her panties and slid them off, exposing that hairy pussy to me.  I grabbed her ankles knocking those high heels off making her stockings the only piece of clothing left to her, and spread her legs, before running my hands down them towards her treasure chest.  Spreading her pussy lips wide, as her breathing increased in anticipation, I lowered my head.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She practically screamed at the first lick of my tongue on her clit.  Then grabbing my head with both hands she lay flat on the bed, and pushed me deeper into her pussy.  I went at it with a will.  First her slit, then her clit, then back down her slit again, my tongue ravaged her pussy, until even her moans were drowned out by her need to get oxygen into her body.  I could just about see her rubbing her own tits as I ate that pussy.  We stayed in that position at least ten minutes, with her cuming twice more, drenching my mouth in her sticky liquid.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Eventually I raised my head, and stood.  Still in between her legs, I reached for my trouser pockets, where I knew a condom was located.  I unwrapped it, and slid it on.  Her eyes were glazed but she knew exactly what was about to happen, &quot;Fuck me David, Fuck me hard.&quot; she only whispered it, I needed no more encouragement.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I bent my knees slightly and aimed my cock at her by now well lubricated entrance.  I slid in like a dream,  her pussy, while not tight, felt amazing, and I just luxuriated in that feeling for a moment, before an agonized grunt of desire from Karen brought me back to my senses.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Straight away I started to move my hips, sliding my cock in and out of her pussy.  I took it slowly at first, not wanting to hurt her after who knows how many years of neglect.  I thrust inside her, increasing my depth with each stroke until I was ball deep inside her.  She groaned again, she sounded like she was hyperventilating.  I sped up, knowing she could take it, soon I was pounding her pussy hard.  My hands grabbed her ankles and pulled them back hard every time I thrust in, taking her as deep as I could.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;You like this Karen.&quot;  i breathed to her,</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Fuck Yes!&quot; she managed to get out, just as I slammed inside her once again.  I moved my left hand from her ankle, dropping her leg over the edge of the bed, and grabbed at her huge tit, and squeezing it roughly, eliciting another groan from her.  I rammed in again penetrating that gorgeous pussy like no one else had in years, but this time instead of sliding back out again, I held it deep within her and started rotating my hips, moving my cock inside her.  I moved my hand to her nipple, pulling and twisting it as I grinded into her pussy.  I watched that pretty face as I fucked her, her eyes were tight shut, and her mouth open, struggling to get the breath in.  Slowly I drew my cock out until it popped out of her cunt.  Then I gently moved it with my hand, rubbing over her protruding clit, while pinching her fat nipple.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Fuck don't tease me&quot;  she groaned, &quot;Fuck me properly with that amazing cock.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I drew it out a little longer, my cock head rubbing on her clit, before I rammed it deep inside her.  &quot;Uhhhhh&quot; she cried, &quot;I'm cummmmmmiiiinnnnggggg!&quot;  I felt her cum explode around my cock, and I immediately started grinding again trying to draw out her orgasm as long as possible.  It worked, the moan continued, as I picked up her ankles and lifted them as high as I could.  This was more difficult than it sounds.  I'm not the strongest guy, and these legs were thick.  Once I got them high I bounced slightly on the balls of my feet, sawing my cock up and down inside her by now soaked pussy.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Eventually as Karen's moaning subsided, and her breathing came back under control, I allowed her legs to drop slowly, and brought my cock out of her pussy.  Reaching out I brought her back to a sitting position.  Her hand automatically went to my cock, and slowly wanked it, enjoying the feel of my well lubricated cock.  I kissed her deeply, enjoying the taste of her lips.  When I broke the kiss, she stared at me with lust filled eyes...&quot;Do you want me to blow you again baby?&quot; she asked.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I smiled at her, &quot;Not yet, I want to fuck that beautiful body doggy style first!&quot;  The look in her eyes was worth it all.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;You want to fuck me again?&quot; she asked, she was obviously having trouble believing that this guy she had paid for an evenings work, was taking so much pleasure out of his job.  </font></font> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I grabbed a tit in my hand again and massaged it roughly, looking deep in her eyes I replied, &quot;If you have the energy I want to fuck you until our time is up.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Her chest heaved as her breath deepened, &quot;But I...I was hoping you'd cum in my mouth?&quot;  </font></font> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I took hold of the hand that was still slowly wanking me, and increased it's pace a little, &quot;Whatever you want goes tonight Karen, I'm here to please you as much as you can take.  So I'd love to cum in your mouth if that's what will please you, you've just got a choice, do you want me to cum soon, and have a short rest before I'm ready to go again.  Or do you want to spend all night shagging, and have me cum in your mouth as the climax of the evening?&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Her eyes widened, and she stood, turned, and climbed back on the bed, kneeling on her hands and knees, giving me an amazing view of her full moon.  Ass, and dripping wet pussy ready for just for me.  &quot;Fuck me then, I love the feel of your cock inside me, fuck me as hard as you can, and I promise when you're ready to cum, I'll give you the best titfuck you've ever had before you cum in my mouth.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I got on the bed next to her and started running my hands over her ass.  &quot;Have you ever been fucked standing up Karen?&quot;  I asked her.  She shook her head...eyes wide.  I got down from the bed and beckoned her over.  She followed, her thick stomach wobbling slightly.  I kissed her again, and led her over to the desk that inhabits every Travel lodge room.  Moving the chair to the side, I placed her hands on the desk, instructing her to bend slightly.  Then I moved behind her, that gorgeous fat ass trembling slightly in anticipation.  I rubbed her ass, gently at first, before more roughly, squeezing and pulling at the flesh as I rubbed my cock making sure I was still nice and hard.  Then taking my cock head I rubbed it down her slit, from her asscrack to her clit, then all the way back up again, teasing her pussy with my bell-end.  She moaned, her pussy already wet, was juicing up again, and her breathing was deepening by the moment, She looked over her shoulder, and whispered, &quot;Wait!  I want to feel every bit of your cock inside me, I'm on the pill...please fuck me bareback, I want to feel it.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I had to check, &quot;You don't want me to wear a condom?&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;No I want to feel it.&quot; she replied looking straight at me.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">This was an invitation I couldn't refuse, I quickly removed the condom. Then rubbing my hands up her stocking clad legs, I spread her but wide, seeing her beautiful crack and pussy in all it's glory.  Taking my cock I moved it towards her entrance, but soon realized that she wasn't quite tall enough to make it comfortable.  Quickly looking round I realized she had taken off her shoes.  Smiling I moved towards those two inch heels, then lifting one leg, than the other, placing the shoes on her, and elevating her the necessary height.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><br />&quot;I've never fucked with high heels on?&quot; She joked, &quot;I feel like a porn star.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I smiled back and positioned my cock at her entrance.  &quot;Trust me&quot; I said, &quot;You won't have to fake a thing&quot;, as I said this last, I rammed my cock back in as deep as could go, the angle meaning I got in deeper than I had ever done in missionary.  This time it wasn't a moan, it was a full fledged shout of delight.  I started immediately started to piston in and out at full speed, fucking her pussy as hard as I could.  Grabbing the flesh of her ass to support myself I threw myself into the fuck pounding in and out of her cunt.  Her head drooped as she started grunting, and panting in turn.  Not going to take that on one of my inward strokes I took my hand of her ass and grabbed a handhold of hair pulling her head back as I pulled out and bored back in again.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She screamed again, as I resumed my pace, while holding her head up by her hair.  I started spanking that ass as I fucked her.  My balls slapped against her clit as I was fucking her, stimulating her even more.  I can't imagine what the people in the next door rooms were thinking hearing these guttural moans, grunts and screams, and now the staccato sound of an ass being slapped.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I could tell Karen's orgasm was building again, so I put in a final bit of effort, dropping her hair and letting her head sink again, I took hold of her prominent love handles and started to give it all I had, drawing all the way out and penetrating all the way in on every stroke.  Before long her legs, then her ass, then her whole body started quivering as the orgasm took hold.  I was struggling myself to hold on but exerted my control, to make sure the only cum she took was down her throat.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Eventually her resolve broke and with a shout, her pussy exploded around my cock.  As soon as she did her legs buckled, and I quickly withdrew my cock and let her sink to the floor.  Her breathing was ragged and her eyes were glazed as she dripped cum all over the carpet.  I slowly removed the condom and rested one hand on her shoulder, and one hand massaged her tit as she regained her energy.  Finally she looked up at me and said, &quot;I don't think I could handle anymore, you've worn me out, let me taste your cum.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I guided her hand to me rod, &quot;It's all yours baby.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She grabbed one of the pillows, dumping it on the ground by me, and knelt  I spread my legs, trying to give me a secure base.  She sat up as tall as she could as she wanked my soaked cock slowly.  She gazed up into my eyes and said, &quot;I've never tasted myself on a cock, do I taste good?&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I pulled her mussed hair away from her eyes, &quot;Not only do you look good, not only are you a great fuck, but you taste amazing.&quot;  Positive reinforcement was why she had paid for my services so I was going to give her all she wanted.  </font></font> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She smiled happily at me, the blush long gone now, and slowly she took the cum soaked head of my cock and slid it into her mouth.  She swirled her tongue around it, before taking it deeper a few strokes, obviously trying to get a good taste of her own juices.  Then she drew it out again, with wide eyes.  &quot;You're right I do taste good...I prefer the lollipop to the flavouring though!&quot;  Then taking my cock she moved it between her tits, wrapping those gorgeous melons around my shaft, before moving her whole body up and down, wanking my cock with her tits.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">We both stared intently for a moment, of the beautiful sight of my cock head appearing and disappearing into a hollow between mounds of stunning tit flesh.  Then Karen extended her tongue so that every time my head popped out of it's breast embrace her tongue played over my head.  This drove me wild, and placing my hands on her shoulders I stopped her movement, so that I could fuck her tits myself.  Again rising and falling on the balls of my feet I fucked those tits nice and hard.  Allowing my cock to penetrate enough to touch her lips each time, then falling into the fleshy embrace once more.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">This triggered Karen's dirty talk, this trait had been mostly hidden, her not having enough breath to manage it probably contributed.  But now she went at it with abandon.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><br />&quot;Yeah fuck them, fuck my big fat tits, fuck them hard with your gorgeous cock, I want to feel it sliding between my boobs.  Uhhhhrrrggggh I love the feeling of your legs and stomach on my nipples.&quot; and much more.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">And I couldn't help but agree with her, those big nipples dragging up and down my body was causing me serious problems with losing control.  So taking her head in my hands I said, &quot;I'm ready for you to have a taste Karen.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She looked deep in my eyes once more...&quot;I'm glad, I can't wait to taste your cum.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She repositioned herself, letting my cock fall from it's heavenly prison.  Then pulling it down so it was level with her mouth.  Then opening as wide as she could she slid her head down my cock, managing to get a good five inches in on her first pass.  Slowly she drew it out again, before moving back down on me, trying to take me deeper.  For all that she was a big girl, and her face, though pretty was not small, she didn't seem to be able to get much more than six inches of my seven in, but I wasn't going to let that get to me.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I started to roll and buck my hips, making my cock move in her mouth as she  continued to pleasure me.  She rolled her lips back and let her teeth drag lightly against my cock flesh.  I moaned gently, and let my head loll, as she expertly sucked my member.  She may not have had sex for a while, but once you learn to ride, you can always ride.  She began to speed up her sucking.  I held her hair back so it didn't get in the way and so I could see that beautiful face fucking my cock.  Both her hands move from my cock to my ass and she clenched it hard digging her nails in and she tried to force more and more of my cock into her mouth.  I knew my orgasm was building, so I relaxed all control, and allowed her to suck my cock how she wanted it.    It didn't take much longer, I could feel my cum about ready to explode, so after a couple more sucks, I took hold of her head and slid it down as deep as it would go on my cock, and just made little motions in her mouth.  A few seconds later, a deep guttural groan built in my balls, up through my stomach, and chest and finally burst out of my mouth, as my cum exploded into hers.  I held her face in place as she urgently swallowed, trying to drink load I'd just shot into her.  Eventually her grip on my ass lightened, and I removed my hands from her head.  Slowly drawing her face off my now limp cock, she smiled up at me, pausing to wipe the small amount of cum, that had spilled out of her mouth.  I thanked her, then glanced at the clock, it showed 11:30, perfect timing.  I smiled at her and said, &quot;Our time is nearly up Karen.  I just want to thank you for an amazing evening, and you've got about ten minutes before I need to start getting dressed again.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She looked thoughtful for a moment, then said, &quot;You've done so much already, just take me in your arms tell me how beautiful I am and kiss me.&quot;  I drew her up and into me, holding her close as I could, my arms barely reaching round her.  Bending slightly I locked lips with her frenching her vigorously until we broke for breath, then whispering I said, &quot;You are stunning Karen, you have an amazing ass, beautiful huge tits, and the prettiest face I've fucked in ages.  I've enjoyed every second fucking you, and would love to have the opportunity to take you again.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She sighed, and smiled, and whispered &quot;Thank-you&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I gathered up my clothes and dressed, opting not to bother with the tie, stuffing it in my jacket instead.  She reached for her purse and pulled out the cash, handing it to me with a hint of embarrassment.  I smiled and thanked her and told her not to think of the money, but concentrate on the experience she'd just had.  She smiled again, more confidently this time.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Finally just before I left, I gave her a card.  This card gets given to all first time clients, it includes a special log on to my website, where they can re-book me anytime.  Returning clients always get a slight discount, and those that book more than ten times, receive sizable discounts.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I smiled once more, and kissed her gently, before leaving, at just before twelve.</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">A day or two later I received this email:</font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><em>Hi David,</em></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><em>I just wanted to thank-you again for an amazing experience last week.  I've never been fucked that well in my life, and since my husband divorced me (he divorced me because he felt I was too fat) I've put on a lot of weight, and never really thought I'd get to have sex again, let alone enjoy it.  Yet for a modest sum, not only were you willing to give me an amazing night of sex, but give me the confidence that I am still attractive and could still find a man of my own, that appreciates me.  Don't worry though I'll definitely make another booking!  With Love Karen xxxxx</em></font></font></p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="justify" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">And she wasn't joking, she made another booking for a couple of weeks away, and now she is one of my most regular clients, always booking an evening assignment, about once every month and a half.  The sex is always similar, she has never been very adventurous in that regard, but it is always a rewarding evening for us both.  We've met in hotels, and in her house, and she especially enjoys being fucked standing up in various rooms of her house.  I've never understood why guys avoid fat girls, they are desperately horny most of them, and all they need is a little encouragement.  If you don't find them that attractive...all that means is that you'll last longer, and they'll appreciate you even more.</font></font></p>  	<!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--> 	 <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: always"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="5" style="font-size: 20pt"><strong>Chapter 2 &ndash; Vintage Wine</strong></font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Name:</strong> Tracey</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Location:</strong> Braintree, Essex</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Age: </strong><span style="font-weight: normal">56</span></font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><strong>Date of Assignment: </strong><span style="font-weight: normal">23</span><sup><span style="font-weight: normal">rd</span></sup><span style="font-weight: normal"> June 2007</span></font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><em>Hi David,</em></font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><em>I have a problem, I'm a 56 year old lady that gets little or no service from my husband.  He has an important job and is often away, but that is not the problem, the problem is that he has had a succession of very attractive young secretaries (which I'm sure he has spent time with outside of work)  and as a result no longer finds me attractive.  I've tried to keep trim and attractive but age takes it's inevitable toll.  I feel that the best thing to do is to take my revenge by fucking a young stud like yourself in our marital bed while he is on a business trip.  I am a very horny lady and cannot wait to be sexed up by you.  I have checked and see that you are free on the 23<sup>rd</sup> June so would like to book you for a Night Assignment.  Please come to my home &lt;address blanked out for privacy&gt; and ring the door bell.  I cannot wait to feel your young hard cock inside me.  Tracey.</em></font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Tracey was a true Essex girl born and raised in braintree just an hour away from where I live in Cambridge.  I decided to go more casual for this appointment, wearing jeans and a tee-shirt.  The air was cool for June, but not cold.  I drove up, and as usual in my visits to someone's home, made sure I was quite early, so that I could drive by the address to see the lie of the land.  Tracey lived in a fairly modern semi-detached house, that was clearly visible from the road, there was also plenty of parking outside for my car.  I drive a KIA Carens, which not only gives me a great ride, and a reliable car, but also gives me plenty of space in the back...for...well for a great ride I guess!</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I drove round a bit before returning to the street just before seven.  Parking up, I exited the car and approached the door way, ringing the bell.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Tracey answered the door quickly.  Pulling it back, immediately her eyes widened appreciatively, &quot;David, come on in.&quot;  I followed her into her hallway as I took stock of what was to come.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Tracey certainly looked her age, a good three or four inches shorter than me with dark brown fairly short wavy hair.  Her eyes were ringed with blue eyeshadow, and her lips were unpainted.  She had also dressed casually in pale blue trousers, and a tight-ish black top.  I guessed she was probably around a size fourteen, certainly not a big girl, but not as in shape as she could be, even at her age.  Her breasts were probably around a C cup, but what really interested me was when she turned to lead me into the kitchen, her trousers were tightly stretched over her ass, and there was no visible panties, she may have been going commando. I mentally licked my lips.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;My husband's in china this week,&quot; she commented over her shoulder as she entered the kitchen and leaned up against the breakfast bar. &quot;With his young blonde secretary I would imagine.&quot;  she continued darkly, &quot;But that doesn't matter tonight does it.&quot; she said as she ran a hand down my chest.  This was obviously a lady that was wanting some cock, and wasn't going to beat around the bush.  &quot;I've never had an escort before,&quot; she continued, &quot;I guess your job is to fuck me tonight yes?&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I decided to make sure she realized that I was as ready as she was, I took her hand and moved it down to my hardening cock, &quot;My job Tracey,&quot; I said, &quot;Is to please you in anyway you want.&quot;  Her hand gripped my cock, and her eyes widened appreciatively.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Do you want a drink David?&quot;  she asked, licking her lips slightly,</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Sure&quot; I smiled back.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Good&quot; she shot straight back, then reaching down, she undid the snap of her trousers and pulled them down, revealing her wispy haired pussy.  I had been right she was wearing no panties.  &quot;Why don't you take a taste.&quot;  she sat on a stool, and spread her legs wide.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Some ladies that book me, because their husbands don't pay enough attention, or who aren't good enough in some way, are quite nervous at the thought of cheating on them.  Tracey certainly wasn't nervous, her pussy was already gleaming, and her lips looked puffy, she had obviously been playing with herself and getting nice and horny before I even arrived.  Bending down onto one knee, I lifted her left leg, and placed it over my right shoulder, then taking her right leg, I held it so she was spread as wide as possible.  Then taking a deep breath, I ran my tongue over her lips and up to her clit.  The response was breathtaking, her lips opened before me, she had obviously brought herself to at least one orgasm before I had arrived if not more, and her clit poked out.  I immediately blew gently on it making her whole body shiver, before taking her clit in my mouth and sucking greedily on it.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Oh suck it David, suck my clitty.&quot; I did as I was asked, and continued sucking nice and hard on her erect clit, while occasionally nipping it with my teeth.  Every time I did so she moaned.  It turned me on as it always did to hear someone old enough to be my mum, moaning because I was eating her pussy out.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I took my free hand, the one that wasn't holding her right leg, and started to rub at her pussy lips.  It didn't take a second to slide a couple of fingers deep inside her.  She had obviously had children, the stretch marks, proved that, but her pussy was quite loose.  I had no idea what size vibrator or dildo she'd had inside her, but it'd probably been big.  Possibly bigger than me, but I'd always backed myself to more than make up for my lack of size with technique.  She obviously liked having the fingers inside her as she started to grind down on them, so I made the most of her loose pussy, and slide another in, and another until all four fingers were penetrating her cunt, which I let my mouth and tongue take care of that clit.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She was steadying herself with her hands flat on the table as I continued to pleasure her orally.  I could feel her whole body begin to shake as I flicked licked, sucked, and bit her clit, while constantly shafting her with all four fingers.  It didn't take long for it all to become too much, and with a low groan she started to cum.  I quickly whipped my fingers out, and jammed my tongue into her pussy making sure I drank as much of her cum as I could get.  Finally when her body relaxed I removed my mouth, and standing again, slowly licked the sweet salty love juice off my fingers.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Uhhhh&quot; she managed to groan, &quot;That was incredible, why can't all men be that good.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I grinned, &quot;Because I'd be out of a job!&quot;  I joked.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;You will never be out of a job David,&quot; she said seriously, &quot;Now I think it's time I showed you the bedroom.&quot;  She got down off the stool, not caring that she had leaked juice all over it, and ignoring the trousers on the floor, she took my hand and led me upstairs.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">The bedroom was the standard affair, a little girly for my taste, but it did have a nice big double bed, with a bedside table on the side.  On the table was a long thin vibrator, obviously still glinting with cum.  She sat on the bed and gestured me to the other side of the room.  I guessed what was coming...</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;You'll do whatever it takes to please me?&quot; she asked again.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Definitly&quot; I replied.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She paused, then said, &quot;I've always been turned on by the thought of a young stud like you masturbating for me.  Building himself to a climax then cumming all over my tits and face.  It said on your website you are capable of multiple performances, why don't you make your first a real performance.&quot;  This lady was expecting big things from me, but I wasn't surprised, it was a common fantasy, especially among older ladies that had low sex-esteem.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I nodded, then asked, &quot;So you want a show?&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Oh yes&quot; she replied.  She repositioned herself on the bed, so her back was against the headboard, her legs spread wide so i could see her pussy.  She quickly reached down and pulled the top over her head, revealing that along with no panties, she had no bra on.  Her tits were definitely sagging, but still attractive, her nipples were small and pale, but I knew I'd still enjoy a taste.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I stood forward a little so I was half-way between the bed and the wall.  Then slowly started to move my body.  I do numerous strip shows as well as my evening assignments, and while I'm no great dancer, I can move my body.  As I twisted, bucked and spun, Tracey started to finger herself, just playing with her clit at first, before moving to slide a couple of fingers inside.  I quickly took hold of the hem of my tee, and quickly brought it up and over my head.  She sighed softly, as my chest came into view.  I continued to move making sure she got a good view of my chest and back, and occasionally bending over letting her see my ass pressing tightly against my jeans.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Turning back towards her I swayed my hips some more, before undoing the top button of my jeans.  I had selected a pair of jeans this evening that had a button fly.  After plenty of feedback from women I had realized that button flies were much preferred by the ladies.  Tracey obviously shared this love as she paused in her pussy playing to rub one of her tits gently before sliding her hand back down to diddling her clit again.  I started walking towards the bed, undoing a button every step.  It took three steps to reach the bed, which meant that there was only one button left, which in turn this mean that my bulging boxers were clearly on show.  Standing at the edge of the bed I undid the final snap, and pushed my jeans to my ankles, slipping off my shoes at the same time.  I started to rub my cock over my boxers, and Tracey went wild.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Her head lolled back against the wall, and her fingers went at light speed on her pussy.  I decided to knock it up a gear and stepped onto the bed.  The movement of the bed, concentrated her mind again, and she looked at me with glazed eyes.  I couldn't stand straight on the bed, because the ceiling was too low, but I crawled towards her, then knelt up around a foot or so away from her.  I started rubbing at my cock again over my boxers, purposefully deepening my breathing, and being more vocal every time I breathed in and out.  This sex starved older lady's eyes were locked on my cock.  I turned on the bed, and she groaned in disappointment.  However I was planning to remove that disappointment quickly.  I took hold of the hem of my boxers, and slid it over my ass slowly letting Tracey see my tight ass.  She groaned again, this time in pleasure not disappointment.  Keeping my eyes facing front, I started to rotate my hips letting my ass shake and move, it wasn't long until I felt a hand reach out, a slightly damp hand at that, the hand squeezed and tightened on my ass, rubbing and pressing at it frantically.  I encouraged her more pushing my ass back into her hand and letting her play.  It was strictly against the rules of me performing for her, but she was enjoying herself, and I didn't want to spoil her fun.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">After a few moments of my ass being rubbed and played with, I pulled away from her again, slipping my boxers back on over my ass I stepped off the bed, turning back to face her.  Her face was bright red, and she'd obviously enjoyed the time with my ass immensly.    Again I began to move and shake, caressing my own chest and cock.  Tracey reached over to the bedside table, and retrieved the long vibrator.  Switching it on she slowly inserted it deep inside her, moaning softly as she did so.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I felt it was time she saw a real toy.  So hooking my fingers in my waistband once more, I dropped my boxers in one fluid motion, revealing my rock hard seven-inch cock to this old sexpot.  I turned to give her a view in profile, then back to front facing, then profile on the other side, as Tracey started to drive the vibrator deeper into her soaked pussy.  I took my shaved balls in my hand and massaged them slowly, making my rod dance and jerk, before taking my free hand and sliding my finger tips up and down my cock.  Putting one foot on the bed, I started to rub it with earnest.  Stroking it back and forth, gazing at her as I did so.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Her breathing was ragged and her vibrator rhythm was off by this point but she still managed to gasp out, &quot;Come closer stud.&quot;  I didn't tease her, but mounted the bed once more and knelt between her legs, pointing my cock at her face as I slowly increased my speed.  I took my other hand off my balls, and reached down, pulling the vibrator out for a moment, then rubbing her pussy gently, this had the happy effective of a nice sticky mess of cum all over my fingers.  I quickly swapped hands and started pumping my cock with my lubricated hand.  I began to buck and rotate my hips as I did so, building myself into a frenzy.  Her eyes and mouth were wide as my hand blurred over my cock.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I could feel the fire building, and knew that the sooner I came, the sooner I would be ready for more with this horny old lady, so instead of restricting it as usual, I let it build, before without any warning, I let out a shout, and fired my load straight into her face.  The first shot slapped over her nose and in her mouth.  She immediately extended her tongue and I managed to aim the second shot right onto it.  The third was directed onto her eyes and forehead, then the fourth and fifth, minor pulses were sent onto those saggy tits.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She quickly licked her lips, and started to rub her tits, rubbing in my cum, &quot;It's good for the complexion you know!&quot; she stated primly as I looked on.  Once she was satisfied that it was all rubbed in, and she'd managed to taste every bit she could.  She took hold of my rapidly deflating cock, and slid it straight into her mouth.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I go a lot smaller when I deflate, than when I'm hard, in fact my length drops a couple of inches, so she managed quite easily to fit the whole of my soft cock in her mouth.  I thought she was just going to clean it off at first, but she had bigger things in mind.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Slowly she massaged my cock with her mouth and tongue.  She reached around to grab my ass again and she began rubbing and squeezing it.  I reached down and rubbed over her tit, making her nipple stick out.  She moaned round my cock and began to suck me harder.  I took her nipple in finger and thumb and started to tweak and tease it, encouraging her in her efforts.  I felt my cock begin to harden again.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">We continued this for a good half hour, her mouth slowly getting filled by my hardening cock, and her nipple constantly being twisted and pulled.  The moans grew louder, and more muffled the more cock she had in her mouth.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I groaned loudly, this lady knew how to suck cock.  I was finally ready to go again, but she just didn't stop.  She started bobbing her head up and down on my fully erect 7incher.  Moving her second hand to my ass to enable her to force as much into her mouth as possible.  I left her, by now, bright red nipple, and move my hands to her head, aiding her sucking efforts.  Eventually she her mouth off my cock, her chest heaving, her breath panting.  When she caught her breath she leant over to the table again, and taking a condom out, she opened it and slid it over my cock, saying, &quot;My husband, has only ever fucked me missionary.  I want you to fuck me in the most imaginative and dirty ways possible in his own bed.  I want to feel this big sexy young cock deep inside me in every way.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">That was all the encouragement I needed, I took her and roughly turned her, pushing her into the doggy position.  She grasped the headboard, instinctively realising that she would need a stable footing for what was to come.  I slapped her ass once, twice, three times, each time illiciting a deep guttural moan from Tracey.  Then I spread her ass with my hands and aimed my cock at her entrance. &quot;Uhhh fuck me, fuck me stud.&quot; Tracey groaned.  Holding her ass spread wide, and slammed my hips forward ramming my cock deep in her cunt.  &quot;FUCK!&quot; she shouted as I penetrated ball deep inside her.  Then slowly I withdrew, maximizing the time My cock was moving out of her.  Then just as I slid out of her pussy, I rammed back in as hard as I could, &quot;FUCK!&quot; she cried again.  Again I slowly drew out and rammed back in, and again the &quot;FUCK!&quot; cry burst from her lips.   Five times I did that building her anticipation for the finale.  On the fifth time as I drove back in I spanked her ass again, harder this time, although this time instead of drawing out slowly, I moved out quicker, and slammed in again.  Starting to piston my cock in and out of her loose old pussy.  This time instead of verbalizing she was merely grunted as I sawed in and out of her pussy.  Building my speed and power as I fucked her I reached round and grabbed one of her tits, squeezing it hard.  Her grunts ran into each other as my speed built, so she was sounding like a cave woman grunting by the end of it.  The grunts increased in volume as I fucked her, until eventually the grunts turned to a moan, and into a barely heard, &quot;Fucccccckkkkkkk I'mmmm cummmmiiinnnggg!&quot;  I immediately pulled out, and jammed my face in her pussy, diddling her clit with my tongue as I tried to suck as much of her nectar as I could.  When she was done, i removed my face, and let her sit up.  Her face was even more flushed, her makeup had run, and she looked like she had been ravished.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I took her tits in my hand and bent to suck on those nipples, her grunts returned as soon as my tongue hit her nipple.  After a brief nibble, I removed my mouth, and sat on the bed, commanding her, &quot;I want you to ride me!&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Ohh yes!&quot; she moaned, spreading her legs and poising over me.  I lined up my cock with her pussy, and she slowly settled down on it, sliding her soaked loose pussy as far down as it would go on my cock.  She started to move up again but I stopped her by holding her hips down, &quot;Wait baby, I want to enjoy the sensation of being fully in you, before you ride my big cock.&quot;  I realized that while she had been in charge at the start, my strip and masturbate had put me firmly in the driving seat.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Uhhh yes baby, I love the feel of this hot young cock inside me.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Eventually after moving my hips and making sure I was comfortable, I said, &quot;Now ride me baby, work my cock, grind your pussy on my meat.&quot; I let go of her hips, and she immediately started bouncing up and down on my cock, moving her legs and hips so her pussy slid up and down on my cock.  I reached round and grabbed her ass, and squeezed and kneaded it like she'd done to me.  Her breathing went ragged again and her rhythm quickly was lost, but she kept up her speed, her ass jiggling as it fucked up and down my rod.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Spank me stud.&quot; she managed to gasp out, and I complied happily, every time her pussy was fully impaled on my cock I spanked her nice and hard on her ass. She moaned again and I felt her pussy explode round me once more.  I took hold of her hips and made sure that she didn't slow down, just because she'd cum.  Credit to her however she continued bouncing, her tits bouncing as wildly as her ass was.  It wasn't long however before her breathing deepened again, the moans grew louder and once more her pussy exploded all over my cock.  That was the last of her energy though, and she collapsed on my body, letting my cock slip from its prison.  I realized that although she'd booked me for the night, she wouldn't be able to go all night long, in fact she probably only had enough energy for one more fuck, and I'd have to do all the work.  I looked at the clock, it was still only just 11.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;I've never cum so much&quot; she moaned as she slid off my body.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Well how about I finish you off then.&quot; I said a gleam in my eye.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;How, I'm not sure how much energy I have.&quot; she commentated.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Have you ever had a cock inside your ass?&quot; I asked</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">Her face told the whole story, fear and desire were mixed, she paused a moment, obviously thinking, &quot;You'll...you'll be gentle?&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I knew I had won, I'd be fucking this old ass. &quot;Of course, anytime you want me to stop, just shout the word, 'Darwin'&quot; Darwin was the safety word i always used.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She took a deep breath, &quot;OK, fuck me in the ass.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I kissed her, the first time I had that evening, then told her, &quot;Get back in the doggy position, and hold on tight.&quot;  I quickly threw away the condom and replaced it with a new one.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I spread her ass again with my hands, revealing her pussy and tight little pucker.  I started my tongue inside her pussy, licking her, and getting as much cum on my tongue as I could, then I licked up from her pussy to her ass hole, and teased it with lots of little licks, then I repeated the process.  Tracey was moaning constantly, the thought of her ass being licked by a young stud while her husband was away was proving too much for her.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I continued to lick her ass out, using my tongue to test how tight her opening was.  When I deemed that she was ready, I slid a finger deep inside her pussy, coating it with cum, then started to finger her ass.  It didn't take long for her ass to loosen, and soon I was knuckle deep in her ass hole.  Her groans grew louder and more guttural, as I forced my finger deeper until it was all the way inside.  I worked it round and round, widening her hole ready for my cock.  &quot;Do you like my finger in your ass Tracey?&quot;  I asked her.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Urrrghhh David, it's amazing, it feels so good, a little painful, but so, so good.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">&quot;Then just think how good it will feel in a moment when my cock slips in!&quot; I murmured.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She didn't reply she just groaned loudly.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">After a few more minutes of ass play I thought she was close to being ready.  I slid my cock inside her waiting pussy, and pumped it a few times to lubricate myself.  Her pussy was a cum producing factory, she'd been soaked when I arrived this evening and she was still soaked now hours later.  I positioned my head at the entrance to her ass, and slowly and carefully pressed it up her crack.  She moaned, it obviously hurt, but I was relentless, I pushed further, gently trying to get inside that ass.  Suddenly her butt muscles relaxed and my head popped in, and so did a couple of inches of cock.  She screamed, ending it with a, &quot;Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, that's good.&quot;  i took that as a sign to keep going, so started working back and forth in her ass, slowly opening her wide, and allowing more and more of my cock inside her.  Eventually my full seven inches were deep in her ass.  She wasn't even groaning anymore, this old slut was just trying to get enough breath in her body.  I started to move my hips back and forth, sawing in and out of her ass, first with little movements, but soon my whole length was sliding out, then all the way back into her ass hole.  I sped up, and spanked her ass again for good measure, there was no response, she was so keyed into the pleasure of the moment she couldn't bring herself to talk.  I sped up again, soon I was pounding her ass, finally her silence broke and she started moaning, almost mewing like a cat as I fucked her ass.  I felt my orgasm building and knew it was close, so I reached round and started to finger her pussy and clit as I fucked her ass.  This broke her resistance, and soon she was screaming and shouting as a powerful orgasm rippled through her system, I kept it up until suddenly she collapsed on the bed, and her ass tightened momentarily, before relaxing.  I slid out.  She had obviously fallen unconscious.  I slipped off the soiled condom, and quickly wanked myself to orgasm, cumming all over her ass and back.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She didn't wake until 6 the next morning, when she did she stared at me, her hair wild, her eyes glazed. &quot;It wasn't a dream?&quot;  she questioned wearily,</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I smiled at her, &quot;Nope I fucked you in your pussy in your mouth and up your ass, and you've been covered in my cum.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">She turned to a photo, presumably of her husband, &quot;Take that Arsewipe.&quot;</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I dressed and left my card with her, and left, a little early maybe, but she was in no mood to stop me, a week later I got this email.</font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><em>Dear David,</em></font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-left: 2cm; margin-right: 2cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: auto"> <font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt"><em>My ass still hurts!  I enjoyed our evening immensely, and only wish I could have been conscious for more of it.  My husband came home, to find a citation for divorce.  I'm expected to get a sizable portion of money and the house from the settlement, so expect to have your services called upon on a regular basis.  Tracey. x</em></font></font></p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><br /> </p> <p align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"><font face="Century Gothic, sans-serif"><font size="3" style="font-size: 13pt">I suggested to her that she may wish to go for evening assignments in future, and she agreed.  I had another three of four bookings from her before she decided against making more, I've no idea why, I do know that fucking someone that old was a unique thrill for me.</font></font></p>  ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:15:13 MST</pubDate>
	<author>SuperClitLicker</author>
	<category>Diary Stories</category>
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makes his way to the back of the bus and I getup from the driver&rsquo;s seat and take off my coat to uncover a small tank top that squeezes my C-cup boobs into a nice, firm package.&nbsp; My skin tight jeans rest below my hips and I expose my belly button ring.&nbsp; He turns around and I pose against a seat and smile seductively.&nbsp; He smiles back and realizes that he isn&rsquo;t here to clean up the bus at all.</p>  <p class="MsoNormal">I sit on the back of a seat facing the emergency exit and remove my jeans.&nbsp; My lace panties draw his attention and I spread my legs.</p>  <p class="MsoNormal">&ldquo;I&rsquo;m sure you won&rsquo;t miss your little field trip if you stay here with me! Take off your pants&hellip;but first eat my pussy.&rdquo;</p>  <p class="MsoNormal">He sat in returned to his seated position facing my waiting cunt.&nbsp; He began licking my clit. He slowly and rhythmically messaged me before exploring my lips and penetrating me with his tongue.&nbsp; He nodded his head forcing his tongue deeper inside of me while his nose continued to hit my clit.&nbsp; His hands travel up my shirt and pinch my nipples.&nbsp; I am flooding his mouth as he smiles at my taste.</p>  <p class="MsoNormal">I slide down to sit on his lap, straddling his legs.&nbsp; My shirt is removed a he gazes upon my boobs under my lacy bra.&nbsp; The bra is quickly discarded and my perky tits bounce free.&nbsp; His tongue and lips suck on my nipples sending waves of pleasure pulsing through my body.&nbsp; I rub his cock and can tell I will be pleased.&nbsp; I ride it through his jeans and I can feel it harden.&nbsp; Slipping through his knees, I kneel on the floor and unzip his pants.&nbsp; He pulls his pants and boxers down and his very large dick springs free.&nbsp; I rub his shaft then take his whole length, engulfing his penis in the warmth of my mouth.&nbsp; </p>  <p class="MsoNormal">I need his cock in me now! A few more strokes then I return to my straddling position and slowly slide down his cock.&nbsp; I vigorously slide up and down making him moan. I speed up and I approach orgasm.&nbsp; </p>  <p class="MsoNormal">&ldquo;Fuck me harder!&rdquo; He begs.</p>  <p class="MsoNormal">I would not disappoint, he pinches my nipples harder and my pussy clamps on his dick.&nbsp; Waves of pleasure overwhelm my body.&nbsp; My hands remain holding the back of his seat while he continues to clench my nipples.&nbsp; </p>  <p class="MsoNormal">Suddenly, I feel my vagina flooded with warm cum that hits the walls of my vagina taking me to my final orgasm.&nbsp; I decrease my pace and feel some of his cum drip out of my cunt.&nbsp; I collapse onto of him.&nbsp; He pushes me to the seat next to him and begins to dress.&nbsp; I offer to clean his dick off.&nbsp; How can he say no? Once again I engulf his penis looking him in the eyes the entire time.</p>  <p class="MsoNormal">Finally, after his dick is clean enough for my standards he smiles and exits the bus.&nbsp; I watch him return to his class to tell his friends how he fucked the cum slut bus driver.&nbsp; I begin to finger myself and feel his cum.&nbsp; I bring my fingers back to my mouth and taste the wonderful taste of sex.&nbsp; </p>  <p class="MsoNormal">I wonder if he will tell how he left the bus driver eating his cum out of her pussy?</p><p class="MsoNormal">Ladies if my sory made you cum, I would love to see you reading...send comments to venichi8@zapak.com <br /></p>   ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:15:13 MST</pubDate>
	<author>Venichi8</author>
	<category>Diary Stories</category>
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	<title><![CDATA["This is wrong"]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p><font face="Tahoma" size="3">I guess this is my means of introduction: My name is Karri, (I&rsquo;ll withhold my last name for my protection), and I currently live in Los Angeles, Ca. I&rsquo;ve lived here for about 5 years now and I am the most beautiful person you could ever meet. No, seriously, I am. I am about 5&rsquo;9&rdquo; about 120 lbs of tits and ass. I am pale for someone who lives in Cali, but I am beautiful nonetheless. I have 34 DDD breasts and long black hair with piercing green eyes. I would say that I am a slut, but I do know how to fuck like no other woman in the world, and there are a lot of men, and women, who would vouche for that.</font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I have a whole life of stories to tell you about, but all of it started when I fresh out of high school. Then, I was dating a man named Allen, but I was in lust with a teacher I had in high school. Brick. He was a very good friend of mine and we continued our relationship after I had graduated. We both listened to the same music, so we often went to concerts together, without my boyfriend.</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; There were a lot of times in high school and I swore he was watching me and that he wanted me, but I was always dating Allen. See, I had come to this school to finish getting my diploma since I had left home when I was very young to follow my very rich boyfriend at the time&hellip; but he is a whole different story all together.</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Well, either way, we went to a concert on a rainy Sunday evening. We left early because the rain was so horrible. I had met him at his house and we drove his car there. By time we had made it back to his house, it was very late and it was pouring down rain. When we pulled up and grabbed my stuff and started to head out the door. I had always wanted Brick, but I had never pushed the envelope with him. I was trying to be faithful to Allen, but something in me couldn&rsquo;t be. Just as I started to open the door, I asked him politely, &ldquo;Hey is there any way that I can use your can, I have to piss like no other.&rdquo;</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &ldquo;yeah, no problem Karri, lets run in so we don&rsquo;t get any wetter.&rdquo; </font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; We dashed in the house and he showed me to the bathroom. After I came out, he was stripping off his wet jacket and shoes. I smiled and said thanks, by then, I was just going to back out of it. I knew he could see right through my shirt and my nipples were very hard. I walked over to him and gave him a hug, which is something we always did, and he hugged me tight.</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; My heart started to pound as I withdrew from him. I couldn&rsquo;t do it. I was too weak. I guess he took the message I was trying to send and he grabbed me and kissed me roughly. I kissed him back. He pulled away, &ldquo;no this is wrong,&rdquo; and I kissed him again.</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; By then I had started to feel sick, and very guilty. I pulled away and apologized and ran out the door. He just stood there dumbfounded and watched me as I drove away. I ended up circling the block and coming right back to his house. He must have went to bed because all of the lights were out in his house. I walked up to the door a knocked lightly. There was no answer. I turned the knob to see if it was unlocked, and luckily it was. </font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; When I walked in, he wasn&rsquo;t in the living room. I walked quietly through the house towards his bedroom. I was going to get what I wanted, no matter what happened. His bedroom door was opened slightly and he was laid out on his bed. I could see his buldging erection and his hand masterbating himself roughly. Our little rondevous must have drove him wild. That&rsquo;s when I knew that we were going to fuck and it was going to be fucking AWESOME!</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I opened the door and he seemed not to notice me. I walked to the side of the bed and sat down beside him. He jumped when he noticed me sitting there. &ldquo;Oh god, I thought you had left.&rdquo;</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &ldquo;I did&hellip; but I had to come back. I didn&rsquo;t mean to freak out on you like that, I&rsquo;ve just never cheated on anyone before, and I felt a little bad.&rdquo;</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &ldquo;It&rsquo;s okay, we don&rsquo;t have to do anything, it was wrong of me to even let that happen, you are still a kid.&rdquo;</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I smiled a little and said, &ldquo;A kid huh? So I guess that makes you a child molester seeing as how our little kiss made you as hard as a rock?&rdquo;</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He looked down as his still buldging erection and the back at me, &ldquo;No, I just mean, that I don&rsquo;t want to force you to do anythign that you don&rsquo;t want to.&rdquo;</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I smiled again and crawled up on the bed, &ldquo;well, I guess that I will just have to show you that I do want to do everything that we are going to do tonight,&rdquo; I crawled to him, with an evil look in my eye, and he just smiled back. Our lips met in a fiery passion and he pulled me to him. He viciously tore my clothes off and threw them to the ground. He fondled my breasts as if he would never touch anything like them ever again. </font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; My pussy started to soak my panties by then and I wanted him to fuck me so bad. There was no foreplay, he just stripped all of my clothes off and threw me on my back. &ldquo;I have wanted to fuck you since the day that we met, and now I&rsquo;m going to get to.&rdquo; He ran his finger down my bare pussy lips and shoved one roughly inside of me, &ldquo;Yeah, your tight as hell.&rdquo; He kept finger fucking me until I was about to explode, &ldquo;Oh baby, I&rsquo;m going to fuck you like you have never been before.&rdquo;</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &ldquo;wait,&rdquo; I said, trying to buy some time, &ldquo;why don&rsquo;t you let me suck you, cause I want to get a good look at the big cock of yours.&rdquo;</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He just laid back in agreement and I moved myself to his cock. It wasn&rsquo;t the biggest thing ever, probably about 8 inches long and a good inch and a half thick. I ran my tongue over the tip of his dick and tasted the salty pre-cum. He moaned deeply and I took him into my mouth, &ldquo;Oh yeah, baby, take me into you throat. I want to empty my balls into your mouth.&rdquo; Of course, by now, I was totally into it. Well, Brick wasn&rsquo;t an uber attractive man, he was about 6 foot tall and a little overweight. He was just about the definition of a dork, but for some reason, the whole forbiddeness of the situation made we want him. Love handles and all. He was definitely a step down from my other lovers.</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; From what I could tell, he was living out the fanatasy of his life. He was talking dirty, telling me that I was his forever, and all of the way too turned-on smut that men moan when you have them just where you want them. I took him deep in my mouth and he started to shutter. When I withdrew he reached down and pushed me back down on him. It was and awful feeling, him shooting his cum down my throat, that was something that I thought I would never feel. I was nothing but a fuck hole to him, and I was LOVING it!</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I let him abuse me like no other man had. I wanted to be used and hurt and I was loving it. </font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Soon he released my head and I withdrew quickly to keep from passing out. It was all smiles and moans from him. &ldquo;Hey baby,&rdquo; I said trying to coorse him, &ldquo;is that all I am getting out of you tonight, cause you&rsquo;ve got my pussy all wet and hot, and I need a good hard cock to satisfy me, do you think that you can satisfy me?&rdquo; He almost immediately went hard again. He lifted me back and laid me on the bed.</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &ldquo;Yeah, I&rsquo;ll give you everything that you ever wanted.&rdquo; He said trying to catch his breath, &ldquo;But first I have to know just exactly how you taste.&rdquo; I wasn&rsquo;t the type to let men eat me out, only my girlfriend did that, but I was so caught up in the moment I just let him have his was with me. The first few licks he made were very fumbly and awkward. When he stopped, I thought that he was going to stop for sure, then he dove into me furiously. I had never felt a man, or woman, suck my cunt like he did. Every deep, passionate tonguing he would give me would drive me almost to a climax, and then he would stick his tongue deep in my swollen hole. </font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; He continued to assault my pussy until I was just about to explode, &ldquo;Oh yeah, come on baby, I&rsquo;m about to cum!&rdquo; He drove a finger in to me and took my clit into his mouth and I exploded all over his face. He quickly darted his tongue in and out of my pussy and ate every last bit of my juices. </font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &ldquo;Oh, you are just as sweet as I dreamed you would be,&rdquo; he said sitting back, &ldquo;now I&rsquo;m going to give you everything that you&rsquo;ve wanted for so long.&rdquo; I felt a little light headed about then and that force of his cock driving in to me was enough to make my climax again. &ldquo;Oh baby, cum on my dick, yaaaah&hellip;&rdquo; He started to pound me hard and I was in total exstacy. My tits bounced in rythym with his stroke. He started to lift my legs up and push in to me deeper. His head was now directly on my g-spot and I was cumming so hard I thought I was going to collapse. </font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I knew that he wasn&rsquo;t going to last very long, it was too much for him to handle. He grabbed my ass and started to push me down on his cock. It didn&rsquo;t take long before he pulled out and came all over my stomach. He rubbed his spurtting cock on my belly button, until he was good and satisfied. He rolled off of me and fell flat on his back. I guess that is what older men do when they get off. </font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I just stood up and started to put my colthes back on. &ldquo;wait,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;don&rsquo;t go baby. I know that you think you love your boyfriend, but we would be perfect together.&rdquo;</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Brick, you stupid man. &ldquo;Oh, please, it was a good fuck, but I have to go, my girlfriend&rsquo;s waiting on me.&rdquo;</font></font></p><p><font size="3"><font face="Tahoma">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &ldquo;You have a girlfriend?&rdquo;</font></font></p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I just laughed and walked out. I wanted to get back home and get cleaned off. It was going to be a long night, I could just tell. ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:15:13 MST</pubDate>
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	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:15:13 MST</pubDate>
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	<title><![CDATA[Housewife Diaries]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p>I'm starting this diary today, of all days...<br />because I've just found out that my husband<br />is cheating on me. As you can imagine, <br />I was a bit shocked but really- do I care?<br /><br />He has left me alone for months at a time,<br />traveling about to sell steel engine parts for<br />automobiles to all of the major car production<br />plants around the nation. <br /><br />I have had to keep myself entertained in whatever<br />way was available.<br />Now, for some perverse reason, the exposure<br />of his affair inspires me to document the things<br />I have done to find comfort in this small town, <br />in and out of my lonely bed.<br /><br /><br />First, Dear Diary, allow me to formally introduce myself.<br /><br /><br />I am Rena Denton. Wife of Howard Denton (afore mentioned geek).<br />No children, no pets, no heart. Well, if I had a heart it broke<br />so long ago that I can no longer remember it. <br /><br />I am beautiful, self proclaimed of course. <br />Men whisper it as they cum in me, but I don't always<br />believe that. I wasn't always a whore, you know. But<br />of course, you don't believe that, do you?<br /><br />&nbsp;My body is one that has always <br />attracted attention, from the time I turned 12.<br />My features ensure that once they get done looking<br />at my full breasts and tight ass, that they can't help<br />but stare into my icy blue eyes, or at my plump red<br />lips, or at my firecracker red hair. <br /><br />But, that is enough about me, let us get down to the <br />reason why we're both here. For fucking. Plain and simple.</p><p>In April, the bathroom faucet broke. Hot water poured like a river down the drain. <br />When I phoned Howard, he told me to call a plumber, <br />that he couldn't do anything for me while he was in Wyoming. <br /><br /><br />A knock sounded at the door, opening it, <br />I was surprised to find a young man in tattered jeans<br />on my porch. I smiled, &quot; Hi. Can I help you?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Uhh yea, I'm Joshua Grant, from Grant's Plumbing.<br />You called about a leaky pipe?&quot; his eyes roved down to my slightly sheer bathrobe. <br /><br />I'd taken the chance that I would get a semi-sexy plumber and <br />not a fat dump of a man with too little belt and too much ass crack to share.<br /><br />&quot;Well, I'm surprised, you seem awful young to own your own plumbing business.&quot;<br />&nbsp;I grinned, spinning my long red hair back over one shoulder to allow <br />Joshua the full view.<br /><br />&quot;Nah, I'm the owner's son. Well, let's see what you've got going on,<br />&nbsp;and see if we can get it fixed up.&quot; <br />He stepped into the house, I turned and followed watching the jeans<br />&nbsp;stretch across a beautifully sculpted ass. The tear in his jeans on the upper <br />thigh gaped with each step,<br />&nbsp;I could see a feathering of blonde hair against tan skin.<br />&nbsp;The back of his head had a jagged scar running through <br />the dirty blonde hair. <br /><br />&quot;See, leaking like Niagra! &quot; I laughed, tilting my head back to look into the <br />extraordinarily green eyes the beautiful man child had.<br /><br />&quot;Yeah, I see. It'll just be a few minutes, looks like your wall pipe has probably<br />&nbsp;just been stripped out and needs to be replaced.&quot; <br />That smile again. He was truly tempting me.<br /><br />&quot;Ok, if you'll excuse me, I have to change and then I'll be right back.&quot; <br />I smiled over one shoulder, watching him watching my ass sway. <br /><br />The bedroom was just behind the bathroom, so I pushed the door closed, <br />leaving it open just an inch or two, <br />should Joshua be tempted to peek. <br /><br />I hurriedly undid my robe, hanging it on the hook beside the closet door.<br />&nbsp;I peeled off the thin nightie I was wearing, <br />and tossed it into the clothes hamper. <br /><br />&quot;Uh, ma'am, I have to run to the truck and get a bigger wrench, <br />I'll be right back!&quot; <br /><br />I heard his boots clunk out of the house. <br />I snuck back to the door and opened it a few more inches, <br />Joshua would be walking straight towards my room when he came back. <br /><br />I stood in front of the mirror, my curling,<br />&nbsp;copper hair pulled to the side, brushing it slowly.<br />My naked body gleamed white in the mirror, my upthrust nipples hard and aching. <br />The blush spreading from around them onto my chest <br />and up my neck. Curse of the redhead.<br /><br />The curve of my abdomen and hips giving me a <br />woodland nymph's physicque. I smiled, he was mine.<br /><br />I heard him come back inside then, heard his steps in the hall.<br />&nbsp;Closer. Closer. Three more steps.<br /><br />I heard his sharp intake of breath. <br />I turned, dropping the hair brush to the plush baby blue rug. <br /><br />&quot;I'm, I umm sorry.&quot; He turned his head to the side, but I moved forward, <br />I could see the bulge in his jeans, the flush on his cheek bones.<br /><br />I leaned against the door frame, pulling the door wide so that he<br />&nbsp;could see all of me. His eyes raced from my nipples to the thin fiery <br />red path of curls leading down to the juncture of my thighs.<br /><br />He looked at my face, his look one of panicked surprise. <br /><br />&quot;How old are you Josh?&quot; I whispered, my voice already husky <br />from desire.<br /><br />&quot;Um, I'm 20, ma'am.&quot; His eyes were now riveted to my breasts, <br />bouncing from tip to tip, his pupils dialated. <br /><br />That little obstacle cleared, I leaned forward tracing my fingers <br />down his cheek, to grasp his chin, firmly. <br />I pulled until his gaze met mine, stepped forward to press against<br />&nbsp;his tense frame. His hands shook as they came to my sides, <br />his palms were so hot they scalded my cool skin. <br /><br />I licked his lips lightly, pressing my tongue against <br />the seam until he opened. Flicking my tongue inside <br />I could taste the Big Red he'd been chewing earlier. <br />His lips were soft, moving slowly against mine, his tongue twisting,<br />&nbsp;tasting me as I tasted him. <br /><br />&quot;Touch me Josh.&quot; I whispered it softly against his mouth. <br />I placed my hands over one of his and slid it up to cup my breast,<br />&nbsp;the tips of his fingers rough against my sensitive nipple.<br /><br />&quot;I've never...umm&quot; He stuttered into silence as he stared at his<br />&nbsp;hand on my breast.<br /><br />&quot;I know, it's ok. Come on.&quot; I gave his arm a little tug and <br />pulled him toward the big canopy bed in the center of the room. <br /><br />My knees hit the back of the mattress, I relaxed letting myself fall back. <br />I held onto Josh's arm and he fell with me, landing with his knees on either<br />&nbsp;side of my thighs. His face was so close I could see the blonde whiskers <br />lining his jaw. <br /><br />I arched my back, pressing my breasts against the slightly rough t-shirt he<br />&nbsp;wore. I could feel some sort of spackling on it, scraping my soft skin. I slid <br />my hands between us, and he inhaled sharply. I traced my fingers down his <br />sides to tug at the hem of his shirt. Josh raised his body so that I could pull <br />the shirt off, and over his head. I threw it at the wall and heard it slide to <br />the floor. <br /><br />A giggle escaped me at the sheer terror on the boy's face. <br /><br /><br />&quot;Relax, baby. Get up and take your pants off so I can feel all of you.&quot; <br />I rubbed slowly against his swollen groin, could feel the shaft pressing <br />through the denim of his jeans.<br /><br />Poor Josh, his mind must have shut down, because he still didn't move, <br />so I wiggled up and began unbuttoning his jeans. It must have triggered <br />some thought in his brain because he jolted back off of the bed and bent<br />&nbsp;to tug at his boots hurriedly. He jerked off his socks and threw them at <br />the boots, then practically ripped his jeans off. When he got to his boxers he<br />&nbsp;stopped and looked at me, the question still present in his eyes.<br /><br /><br />&quot;These too?&quot; he croaked.<br /><br /><br />&nbsp;I nodded and smiled. His boxers fled faster than anything else,<br />&nbsp;but he simply stood beside the bed once they were off and stared at me.<br />&nbsp;I crawled to the edge of the bed, my plump breasts swinging like pendulums<br />&nbsp;as I reached for his rigid cock. He was truly beautiful everywhere, the light <br />blond faded from his flat dusky brown nipples down to a thin line that <br />crowned above his impressive tools.<br /><br />&nbsp;I traced my fingertips across the head of Josh's surprisingly thick cock. <br />Leaning forward, I licked it lightly, hearing his gasp I <br /><br />smiled and sucked the mushroom tip into my mouth. His hands went to my head <br />and he pushed them into my thick hair, holding my head softly.<br /><br /><br />Swirling my tongue under the ridge around his cock, I felt him tense and <br />groan. I knew that he was probably too close to cumming to continue my play. <br /><br />I pulled away and saw a sad look of disappointment cross his face.<br /><br /><br />&quot;Just a minute sweetie, we need a few things. Come lay down.&quot; I patted the <br />bed invitingly and went to the small stand beside the bed. I pulled out a thick <br /><br />black band made of elastic, a condom and a bottle of liquid KY.<br /><br />Kneeling in front of the prone Josh, I began to thread the band around the <br />base of both his cock and balls. <br /><br /><br /><br />&quot;What is that?&quot; he whispered. <br /><br /><br /><br />&quot;Just a little something to ensure things last as long as we'd like.&quot; <br />Finished with sliding the ring around Josh's thick cock, I began licking the tip playfully, <br />his groans urging on my naughty play.<br /><br /><br /><br />I leaned back, unwrapping the condom and stretching it with my fingers. He <br />grinned, boyish now in his glee at finally getting laid. I drizzled a thick line of <br /><br />the KY down his cock, coating it like a beautiful glazed donut.<br /><br />&quot;Aaaah! It's so cold.&quot; He pushed his head back into the pillow, clenching his <br /><br />hands in the satin comforter. <br /><br />Rubbing my hands back and forth along his cock, I proceeded to warm up the<br />&nbsp;lubricant for him. As I fisted his swollen cock slowly, I slid the condom over <br />and down his throbbing shaft, stopping only when the ring of latex hit the <br />base of his phallus.<br /><br />Eager now and panting for long awaited sexual release, I mounted him, <br />holding the tip of his cock to my soaked pussy. He half sat up, gasping as<br />&nbsp;I surrounded him, his tanned hands coming to my swaying breasts.<br />&nbsp;He clasped both of them, as if to steady himself, <br />but only moaned when I drew myself off and then slammed back <br />down on his cock. <br /><br /><br />Pressing his face to my aching nipples, Josh began to suckle like a hungry <br />child. I swung my hair back to allow him breathing room, and began to <br />bounce, rapidly on his prick.<br /><br />&quot;Fuck me Josh. God, just like that! Suck my tits, aaaah! Oh fuck, oh fuck me!&quot;<br />&nbsp;The throbbing in the slick walls of my cunt was too much I bucked, <br />twisting my fingers in his short hair, and pulling, as I screamed my orgasm to <br />the ceiling. <br /><br />&quot;Oh god, please, I'm gonna cum..ugh&quot; He groaned and thrust wildly <br />into my spasming cunny, trying to cum but not yet realizing that the thick band at <br />the base of his tools was preventing his release. <br /><br /><br />&quot;Not yet! No! Don't you dare stop!&quot; I screeched at him, unable to hold back <br />the second flood of my juices. <br /><br /><br />&quot;God damn you!&quot; He bellowed, grabbing for my hair, and jerking my face down <br />to his. The fever glowing in his eyes should have frightened me, but I knew I <br />still had control. Reaching between us I tugged at the thick, black band <br />causing his frustration. When it popped free, I pulled my hand away, <br />seeing to my horror, the condom also twisted about my fingers. <br /><br /><br />&quot; Josh, stop, the condom! Stop!&quot; I tried to pull away but he was a man and <br />not a boy. I struggled but he grasped my hips, his fingers digging <br />into the sensitive white flesh and bruising. <br /><br />&quot;No you whore! I'm going to cum! Aaaaah fuck!&quot; He rammed his swelling shaft <br />into me once..twice, harder than before. Then the white hot heat of his cum, <br />splattering out onto my fuck stretched cunt walls stopped all logical thought. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br />For a moment, I lay atop his chest, panting- trying to understand how things <br />had gotten so completely out of control. Then I slid from his limp grasp, <br />and stood on the carpet beside the bed. <br /><br /><br />I picked up his boots, clothes, and threw them at him, earning a satisfying yelp.<br /><br />&quot;Get out! Now! Get out of my fucking house!&quot; I screamed like a shrewish fishwife, <br />something I never wanted to be. <br />He jumped from the bed, mumbling something about crazy bitches. <br /><br />I chased him from the room, squealing at the top of my lungs. <br />I slammed the bedroom door behind him, and heard<br />&nbsp;the front door slam a few moments <br />later. <br />After that, I could hear nothing for my own sobbing.<br /><br /><br />That is when it all began, with a half-man, half-boy child who came inside my <br />body, marking me a whore. I realized afterwards that the semen was not <br />nearly so much my problem, as the allure and shame of being a whore. I wanted it. <br />Every man, every cock, I wanted them all. <br /><br />Another tale tomorrow my dear, dear diary.</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>TO READ THE REST OF THIS HOT STORY AND OTHERS STOP BY www.bluestories.com&nbsp;</p> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:15:13 MST</pubDate>
	<author>Jolly1</author>
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	<title><![CDATA[Addicted Ch. 1]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[<font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><font size="2">I knew I was addicted. I knew it was wrong. I knew that it was dangerous. But when I was horny I just didn't care. I needed to be used. I needed to be used hard. I needed to switch off my brain, to switch off my controlling personality. I needed to switch it off and live instead through my body. And my body craved sweat and dirt and pain and cum. My body betrayed me as the slut that I am.<br /><br />I knew as I drove home from my office job that I wouldn't be turning into the underground parking at my condo. I knew that I would keep driving until I found satisfaction. I didn't have a particular place in mind. I just knew that I would drive to another town and then give myself away.<br /><br />As I left the city limits I reached under my dressy little jacket and pinched my nipple through my bra. I kept right on pinching and turned slowly to the car beside me. No luck, the guy didn't even notice. If he only knew how his life could have been different!<br /><br />I let go of my nipple and took a handful of my small breast. I slowly squeezed the whole thing until the pressure was almost too much, then I twisted and squeezed some more. I was just beginning. I licked my lips as my breathing got heavier. I knew I was going to go through with it. I wasn't going to chicken out.<br /><br />I only give in to this addiction once or twice a yearâ€”when it becomes too much to resist. I know that each time I am jeopardizing my career and the life that I have built up for myself, but I just can't help it. I don't know how to explain it, but it keeps me sane.<br /><br />I let go of my breast, grabbed the lapel of my jacket and also my blouse and I pulled hard. Buttons flew. My bra was open for any to see. I moved from the middle to the slow lane. I was getting too excited to drive. But I also wanted to prolong this time. Now that I knew I was going to let my self go, I wanted to savor the last vestiges of control. I wanted to languish in giving myself away. I grabbed my bra and yanked down. The straps hurt my shoulders but my firm breasts spilled free. I stuck my thumb and two fingers in my mouthâ€”imagining it to be a cock. I slobbered over them and then twisted my saliva into my nipples. I felt myself slide forward on the car seat. I was trying to get some pressure on my cunt by getting my panties to ride up. It wasn't enough, but for now it served to keep my arousal simmering as I drove away from home.<br /><br />From past experience I knew where this would end up. What I didn't know was the path that I would take to get to the bottom. This was maybe my fifth or sixth time doing this over the past few years. Once I hit thirty and was still single I just decided to give in and do what I wanted. It always ended with me feeling hurt and scared, guilty and even a little foolish. But while I was falling I felt so alive. I knew this time would be the same. I would get progressively more daring and slutty. I would go to dangerous places, and above all I would follow my one rule, the one constant in each of these outings: no matter what, and I mean no matter what, obey everyone. I know this path may get me killed, either outright or by catching some disease, but I am addicted to it. I am addicted to the rush, to the feeling that my entire being centers on my uterus as it orgasms, and orgasming through the danger, because of the danger. <br /><br />My hand was back in my mouth. I pushed two fingers down my throat until I gagged. I trailed the slime out, along my neck and back to my breasts. My hips were thrusting as I tried to generate more pressure on my clit. I had to pull over.<br /><br />I made it to the shoulder of the freeway. I was about fifteen minutes outside of my hometown. I had much more distance to travel tonight, but I needed another little flash. The man in the car didn't see me pinch my nipples. My next stunt would be a little more daring, and I knew I would keep upping the ante until I got caught.<br /><br />With the car stopped I reclined the seat all the way back. I kicked off my pumps and placed my stockinged feet on the dash. I knew what my next stunt would be. I would do what I call a &quot;two hundred&quot;.<br /><br />A two hundred means that I would plunge my fingers deep into my pussy two hundred timesâ€”and I would not stop for any reason. If anyone approached I would continue until I finished. <br /><br />I reached up and pinched both of my exposed nipples, sending a jolt to my pussy. With that I began. I pushed my fingers in without removing my panties or hose. I pushed the material inside me as deep as I could. With my other hand I alternatively deep-throated my fingers and coated my breasts with saliva. My toes curled along the dash. I could here cars go by and I could see the reflections of headlights on my shiny hose. <br /><br />When I got to fifty I had my first orgasm. I shoved my fingers inside me and kept them there through my throes. My other hand was pushing itself down my throat. I came hard, and I should tell you, I am a squirter. As I came liquid gushed out of my pussy and splattered up into my panties and hose, running up my back as I kicked my legs higher, my feet on the ceiling.<br /><br />I resumed my two hundred after the orgasm. Now I was rushing, my desire ebbing in the aftermath of my come. The liquid pooled on the leather seat. I could feel it squishing in the small of my back. My slick panties and hose rubbed uncomfortably along my sensitive labia.<br /><br />As I approached one hundred I had a wicked thought. I reached under my hose and grabbed the front of the thong panties that I was wearing. I could feel the liquid squeeze out as I pulled up, harder, harder until they gave way with a snap. The straps dug a little into my hips but I didn't care. I brought the panties up to my mouth and stuffed them in. They tasted like sex. I wanted more so I turned around and put my face directly on the seat with my belly button on the headrest and my knees on the back seat, baring my ass to the world. I wanted to keep my hose for now so I pulled them back up, reached between my legs and started the next hundred. My face was inhaling my musk from the seatâ€”a combination of come and sweat. I stuck my tongue out around the thong and licked the leather. Now the headlight illuminated my ass as my fingers pumped my pantyhose inside of me.<br /><br />Would I make it through the next one hundred without anyone approaching? I didn't know. But I was already at twenty and no one had stopped so far. I pumped slowly, drawing out the hundred, increasing the chances of getting caught. I think part of me slowed down because I knew I wasn't going to get caught yet. I was cheating in a strange way. I picked up the pace and finished the second hundred.<br /><br />As I rolled back over I could feel the sweat and sin on my chin. My body felt alive, and I had passed the first little test. I did it again. I put myself out there. Had anyone stopped I would have been there's. I felt pleased that I didn't chicken out, that I took to another level. My mind hadn't totally given up control yet, but I was glad that it was taking a back seat.<br /><br />I slipped my pumps back on, raised the seat back and merged back into traffic. I was happy to get a little further away from home.<br /><br />My breasts were still slightly exposed. My blouse had lost the top half of its buttons, and my jacket only had one button left. No one would notice from a distance, but any one close up would see my pert breasts highlighted by the bra that sat useless, pulled down across the top of my abdomen. I kept my panties in my mouth, leaving a one of the strings dangling down my chin. I was ready for the next test.<br /></font></font> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:15:13 MST</pubDate>
	<author>mykyl0</author>
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	<title><![CDATA[Reunion]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">Dear Diary,</font></p><p><font face="times new roman,times,serif">I hadn't seen Paul for six months and as I drove to the airport I was so horny.Â  I'd already masterbated three times that morning knowing that I was going to be seeing him again and having his wonderful dick inside me.</font></p><p><font face="Times New Roman">I waited at the luggage pick up for him to come through customs and ran to meet him as soon as I saw him.Â  We hugged and kissed each other, grabbed his luggage and headed to the car.Â  &quot;Did you have a good flight?&quot; I asked.Â  He told me that he had except for the fact that he kept getting hard everytime he thought about seeing me again.Â  I said that I hoped he hadn't got rid of all that cum and he said that no he had kept some for me.Â  I asked how he had dealth with his hard ons and he said that he'd jacked off in the bathroom once and jacked off under his blanket a second time but had thought of something really boring the other times!</font></p><p><font face="Times New Roman">We reached the car and he grabbed me and pulled me towards him.Â  He said that he'd missed me and gave me a passionate kiss, I could feel his hard dick pushing against me and I could feel my juices running from my cunt.Â  We got into the car and I carressed the bulge in the front of his pants.Â  i quickly looked around to see if it was busy and then unzipped him pants to let his 9 inch cock out.Â  Man it was beautiful, I leanred over and took him in my mouth and drove my mouth up and down that black monster while searching for my clit.Â  It didnt' take long for him to cum and shoot right into my mouth.</font></p><p><font face="Times New Roman">I sat up and started up the engine, paid and got out of there.Â  As we were driving Paul started rubbing his hand up and down my leg and went further and further up until he got to where my panties should have been.Â  I saw the twinkle in his eyes as he realised that I didn't have any panties on, &quot;it will make life easier when we get to my apartment,&quot; I said winking at him.</font></p><p><font face="Times New Roman">He started to rub the crotch of his pants, &quot;I'd better get thing fired up then hadn't I,&quot; he grinned.Â  He asked me what I intended on doing when we got home.Â  I told him in graphic detail and needless to say that we got home in double quick time.</font></p><p><font face="Times New Roman">We left his bag in the car and ran up to my apartment.Â  I opened the door and as he followed me in and locked the door I lifted up my skirt and leaned over the back of the couch.Â  &quot;shove that rock hard dick up me now, I'm so wet,&quot; I commanded.Â  He didn't need telling twice and free'd his dick from his pants, which was now a rock hard 9 inches, and rammed it in my dripping cunt.Â  He grasped my hips and thrust deeper and deeper each time until the whole 9 inches was buried in me.Â  He slipped his hand around the front and started to rub my clit, but honestly there was no need.Â  The fact that I had his dick in me was enough for me to cum like I'd never come before.</font></p><p><font face="Times New Roman">Paul shot his load into me and we collapsed onto the floor.Â  &quot;Well that was some welcome home,&quot; Paul panted.Â  I looked at him and told him I hadn't finished with him yet.Â  I moved so that my bush was level with his mouth and my mouth was level with his dick.Â  &quot;OK, last one to come buys dinner,&quot; and I started to suck his dick.Â  I moved my mouth up and down and swirled myÂ  tongue around his head while cupping his balls.Â  He in return was going from my clit to cunt sucking up my juices.Â  while his tongue was in my cunt his thumb was circling my clit and while his tongue was on my clit his finger were in my cunt.Â  I felt his balls start to tighten and knew he was about to shoot his load so i slowed down and started to grind my hips against his head.Â  I came first dinner was on him, I then used my hand to take up where my mouth had left off as I whipped him up and cum shot down my throat.Â  i swallowed every bit.</font></p><p><font face="Times New Roman">We lay there for a while and decided that we should probably take a shower. i let Paul go first, well he had been on a plane for 9 hours but couldn't resist joining him not long after.Â  I soaped and massaged his muscled back then made sure everything was clean and he returned the favor.Â  By now he was hard again and his dick was nudging at my stomach.Â  i turned around and gave him the ok wink and he grinned, he soaped up his dick and gently began to insert it into my butt.Â  It hurt at first but then I thought that I was going to explode right then and the pain went away.Â  He thrust while he was cupping his balls and I was circling my clit and we came together.Â  We cleaned ourselves yet again then got dressed and went out to dinner.</font></p><p><font face="Times New Roman">We sat opposite each other in the restuarant - but hey that's another story!</font></p> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:15:13 MST</pubDate>
	<author>g8tohavesex</author>
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	<title><![CDATA[Tales of an Escort]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman">It was my first day as an escort. I was scared out of my mind. Not about the sex but about all of the horror stories I have heard about girls getting hurt. The drugs that seem to slip into your life and before you know it BAM your hit and youâ€™re a junky giving blow jobs for ten dollars. Is there a good side to fucking for money? Yes it has its moments other than the money. Once in a while I meet someone who really knows how to fuck and every once in a while I cum so hard I get light headed to the point that I am going to pass out. But those moments are a dime a dozenâ€¦ donâ€™t you think?</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt" /><p><font face="Times New Roman">Â </font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman">My identity will remain unknown but I have worked in the sex industry. My stories are all collated with fact and some fantasy for edge. Life experience is the best in my world. I am five three a natural blonde very fit and defined body with C breasts and an ass all strippers wish they had. Attractive so Iâ€™ve been convinced anyway. </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt" /><p><font face="Times New Roman">Â </font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman">â€œAre you ready hon.â€ Karen said slightly. â€œYeah I am ready what does the client want?â€ I replied hesitantly. â€œWell heâ€™s a regular who likes to role play and if you play your cards right you will be spending many vacations and making a lot of money.â€ Said Karen exitingly.Karen went onâ€ This time around he wants a cheerleader and he wants you to meet him at a park, this gentleman has very specific taste and only wants the most beautiful women, heâ€™ll blow through a lot of pictures. So you should take this as a big compliment that he chose you and you canâ€™t be any luckier getting him for your first client. Meet him at 5am tomorrowâ€. â€œOk Karen Iâ€™ll call you when I arriveâ€.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt" /><p><font face="Times New Roman">Â </font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman">Well I can pull this off good I am already a teen I tough to myself now all I need is the gear. So I called my friend and she agreed to let me borrow her stuff. I made up a story about my boyfriend and I needed the outfit because we where role playing. I was glad that she bought it because she knows how I hate the whole school spirit shit. Most of the time I skipped school and fucked anyway so I figure get paid as well. I needed a new car anyway.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt" /><p><font face="Times New Roman">Â </font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman">Itâ€™s 4:30am and I am getting into sexy mode after I got dressed and put on my makeup. I jumped in my car to my appointment with mystery man number one. As I was waiting in my car until 5am. I decided to masturbate a little to get ready as Karen implied the stakes where high and there was a lot of money in this one. So I leaned my seat back a little and spread my legs as far as I could in my car. I slipped my hand down and started messaging my clit slowly and gently. Just as I was beginning to relax a car pulled up next to me. I quickly composed myself and watched my client walk past me and sit down at the picnic table by the gathering of trees. He was a tall man and surprisingly not bad looking. I slowly stepped out of the car and approached him. I walked to the back of the table and sat behind him and wrapped my legs around his arms and chest. He started kissing my calf and turned around to look at his goods. A smile of appreciation swept over his face as he grabbed my hand and motioned me in front of him. I messaged his thighs and he pulled down his pants to expose his cock. I unbuttoned his shirt and went down to suck his cock I slowly lick up his chest and to his nipples and went back to his cock. I licked and sucked his cock like I was enjoying a meal that I havenâ€™t had all day. â€œMmm this cock is so goodâ€ while starring up at him. He grabbed my hair and slightly pushed me to take it all down my throat. I started getting really into this. I could feel my little pussy throbbing in anticipation of his cock being in me. He pulled me up and I sat on him slowly I moved my hips and took it all in. Every time I trusted my pelvis forward on the back motion I squeezed my pussy. His hands touched me all over and so well he had a great touch. I liked the way he sucked on my nipples and used his tongue. He flipped me over and fingered my ass as he was fucking me. The way he used his cock was so good it was not sloppy at all or too fast. I was on the brink of Cuming when he pulled out. I turned around and got on my knees in front of the table and took his cock all the way down my throat as he was Cuming. I held it there until every last drop was shot and I swallowed it slowly. I pulled my shirt back down over my tits and adjusted my skirt. As he was getting himself together. He looked at me with satisfaction and handed me my money as he was walking away he said we would meet again.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt" /><p><font face="Times New Roman">Â </font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman">â€œThis client wants a blonde that is willing to get tied up and forced a little, is you game?â€ Karen asked. â€œYeah have you had him before?â€ I inquired â€œNo, heâ€™s newâ€. I didnâ€™t like the sound of that because I didnâ€™t know the extent of roughness tat would be involved and I already had a couple of close calls so far. </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt" /><p><font face="Times New Roman">Â </font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman">I met him at the usual hotel. He was waiting with some wine. â€œWhat a pleasant surpriseâ€ I reacted. It was a couple of weeks since I have been treated like any kind of a lady. After all I was a whore. â€œSit down on the bed enjoys your wineâ€ he motioned as he poured himself a glass. He was a stalky man, balding but a very nice demeanor. Which put me at ease with getting tied up? As was sipping my last drop of wine he grabbed the glass and out it on the side table. â€œLets begin shall we undress yourself really sexy let me see everyich of your beautiful bodyâ€ He said as he sat in a chair close to him. So I danced slowly I removed my pink blouse button by button with each swing of my hips. I turned around and pulled down my skirt to reveal that I had nothing else underneath. â€œYeah I like thatâ€ He replied earnestly. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes">Â </span>I turned around and crouched on the floor and lay on my back and pulled my pink pussy lips apart so he could see what he was going to get. He slowly walked over to me and threw me on the bed and pulled out a pair of hand cuffs from the side table. He cuffed my arms behind my back and undressed I tired to turn around but he pinned me to the bed I could feel his big hard warm cock on the crack of my ass. There was a lot more girth than I thought. I was worried about taking that much in my ass. He spread my ass apart and spit on my hole I knew what was coming. He pulled out anal beads and one by one he slid them in my tight ass wile I was on my knees bent over on the bed. He left them in while he fucked my pussy. He grabbed my cuffs and pulled my arms back with each trust. He stopped for a minute and motioned me to suck his cock as I barely could fit his cock into my mouth. He reached to the drawer again and pulled out one of those balls you put into your mouth so you canâ€™t scream and I started to get worried. Is this going to be an enjoyable rape or a real one? He quickly put the ball in my mouth and strapped it on. He saw me starting to get worried and got off more. â€œYeah Bitch I got you nowâ€ he replied as he started taking pictures of me. â€œLay on your side.â€ He frantically put down the camera and lay next to me and slowly took out the anal beads that have been starching out my ass. He played with my clit and I started moaning as I was starting to get wet. He slowly put his huge cock into my ass inch by inch he pressed his large cock in me until he was fully in my tight little ass. From the side he thrusted his cock in and out and it started to hurt. I couldnâ€™t take his large cock in my ass. I started moaning in pain and the more I hesitated he fucked my ass harder. â€œTake it. Take all of it you little slutâ€. It hurt so bad I started screaming he got off even more as I was screaming. He put his hands around my throat just enough to cut off a little of my airway as he was jamming his cock in and out of me. Just when the room started getting blurry he turned me on my back and stated fucking my shaved raw pussy. He spread my legs out as far as he could get them and fucked me as hard as I have ever been fucked. â€œScream Bitch screamâ€. So I screamed as best as I could through the ball in my mouth. He grabbed the ball and unstrapped it so he could jam his cock in my mouth â€œtake it down Yeah thatâ€™s it Ohhhâ€ I was choking and gagging at this point and he loved every bit of it. He exploded down my throat and I needed air. He quickly pulled out and rubbed his cock on my tits while I was catching my breath. He smiled at me in delight â€œI hope I didnâ€™t scare you too muchâ€ and chuckled as he reached for the money out of his pants. I looked at him baffled and got dressed. â€œYour so fucking beautiful hereâ€™s something extraâ€ and he handed me another wad of money and with that I slipped out of the door.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt" /><p><font face="Times New Roman">Â </font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman">â€œHey Karenâ€ I said as I answered the phone. â€œI know itâ€™s your night offâ€ Karen said quickly. â€œBut I really need you and the money is worth it if you do this favor for meâ€ Karen asked with a whine. â€œIts couple and they want you tonight, put on you best dress you are invited to a very elite place. There will be dancing and cocktails and you will be introduced to a small group for sexâ€ Karen spit out â€œIâ€™ll give you a week off after this cuz honey you hit the jackpotâ€ before she could finish I agreed and started out the door to by a sexy but elegant dress. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes">Â </span>I was hyped I havenâ€™t attendee a party in a while and even though I was working I planned on enjoying myself.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt" /><p><font face="Times New Roman">Â </font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman">I rushed back home put on my best lingerie and slipped on my silk black skimpy dress. I pinned up my long hair and out the door I swept. As I pulled up to the house in a taxi I knew it was going to be a good night. As I walked in I was greeted by Tim and his very stunningly gorgeous wife Brenda. They told me to feel free to mingle with the other couple that they have invited and that we would all have a wonderful time. The other couple Nick and Carol where good looking as well but more corky than sophisticated. We drank and got to know each other the lights dimmed a little and Tim light more candles than I cared to count. Carol and Nick started caressing each other and making out on the couch and Nick undressed carol as carol started sucking Timâ€™s cock. Brenda slowly played with my pussy and kissed my neck it felt really good. To ave a woman touch me the way she did. I started getting hot instantly. The men watched us as Brenda and I had a girl on girl show for them. The guys sat one the couch as Carol joined us. They watched lustfully as the three of us sucked and licked each other. Nick and Time took us all upstairs to the giant king bed with satin sheets in a cathedral size room. All three of us girls laid across the bed Tim fucked me while Nick fucked Brenda and they both where fingering Carol in the middle. Time and Nick took their turns in the three of us. Brenda strapped on a dildo and fucked Nick in his ass while he fucked me in my ass as I was licking Carolâ€™s pussy. It felt so good to all of us and we played for two hours before Cuming into ecstasy. </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman">There are some good times and some bad and I will share all of my experiences and the stories people have shared with me from time to time. Look for more in the future I am just getting started.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â  </span><personname w:st="on" />Queen</personname /></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes">Â </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes">Â </span></font></p> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:15:13 MST</pubDate>
	<author>queenoffreak</author>
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	<title><![CDATA[Justin Earns a Living]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[The bell rang, ending another day for Justin. The 16 year old junior hustled out of class and made her way through the crowded hallway. For most of the students of St. Mary's Private School, it was time to either figure out where the party was for the weekend, or to head towards the party. For Justin, she was the party, and it was hard work. It had been six months since her parents threw her out. Her older sister had been the gifted one, getting all the attention from the parents. Justin had always just been tolerated. Justin didn't hold that against her sister. Her sister had always been supportive and helpful. Things went downhill quick after Mandy left for college. The parents criticized everything Justin had done, and finally, things boiled over. Justin was a survivor, she had to be. She made sure to stay enrolled in Private School and worked harder to get good grades. She convinced the school (it wasn't hard) that her parents had fallen on hard times and now lived in an apartment. Justin took on the burden of paying her own tuition, and rent. It wouldn't have been possible without a resemblance to her older sister and the state identification card she stole from her sister. With the card, she had been able to rent an apartment, and get a job. Her apartment was a mile from school. Outside the school doors, Justin did a couple of stretches, then took off at a jog. On Fridays she wore a T shirt under her blouse and shorts under her skirt. The blouse and skirt had been tucked in her bag before she began her jog. It took 11 minutes, but she was home. She quickly stashed her bag, freshened up, then picked up her other bag. She was at the bus stop a few minutes early for the 4:05 bus. On the bus she put on her face, only a bit of foundation and just a hint of eyeliner. It was a distraction as the bus made the half hour trip to the bar. Justin jumped off the bus, almost ready for work. She dashed through the doors of The Pussycat Lounge, signed in at the desk, then made her way to the dressing room. She took the lock out of the bag and hung it on the hasp of one of the lockers. She undressed completely nude, then checked her pussy in a mirror. She took out a razor. Using lotion, she made a last minute shave, leaving her pussy baby smooth. She slipped on a pair of black panties from the bag. She had purchased the bag from a dancer getting married, and leaving the work behind. She took out a matching bra, put it on, locked the remaining items in the locker, and headed out onto the floor. A quick walk around found a guy in a business suit who liked her. Justin talked with him about his work at a local petroleum firm while sizing him up. He stood nearly a foot taller than her at five ten, was very well groomed, had a wedding ring, and either was who he said he was or he was a vice officer. After twenty minutes, he did want a dance. Justin led him back to a VIP room, sat him in a chair, took off her bra, and started her dance. She straddled him, leaning in to let him see her nipples up close before sliding down his body, making sure her head dragged along his crotch. She could feel his dick hard against the fabric. She gave his dick a playful squeeze before she stood, turned, and backed into him. She ground her ass against his crotch, making sure to squeeze his dick with her ass cheeks. He squeezed her B cup tits, and played with her tiny nipples with his fingers. She leaned her head against his shoulders, ran her hands down his arms, then paused a moment before turning so that she was sideways in his lap. She leaned in so that one of her nipples came into contact with his lips. Just then, the song ended, and she asked if he wanted another dance. He said yes, and she did another dance, very similar to the first, only she let him kiss her nipples. On the third song, she let him suck on each nipple for a moment. Then he wanted a break. She put on her bra and they talked for a moment. He asked for a blowjob. She told him no. He made several offers, each more than the last, but she continued to say no. He agreed on one more dance and was good for only eighty bucks. The last she saw of him, he was heading off with another stripper. Still eighty bucks was a good way to start the day. She bought a coke, then was on stage two songs later. From the DJ, she had picked &quot;Turbo Lover&quot; by Judas Priest and &quot;Maggie May&quot; by Rod Stewart. On the first song, she threw herself into the song moving with every beat. Guys didn't come up to tip during the first song, she knew that. They always waited for the second song so that they could see her tits. That's why she threw herself into the song. It was a way to shake it in an eye catching way, instead of just rolling around the stage like the other dancers. As the strains of Maggy May started, guys came right up. She had ditched her bra at the edge of the stage. Each guy, for his dollar, would get an up close look at her ass and a closeup of her tits, before she would demurely take their dollar. She also received two offers to dance. She had to prioritize them. The first guy who asked was wearing a nice shirt and pants, looking mid twenties. The second guy was a Mexican with worn denim, bad teeth, and a beer smell to his breath. She picked the Mexican guy first. Just as she thought, he was only good for one dance. He just wanted to squeeze her tits and kiss her nipples. She took his twenty and looked for the other guy. The other said his name was Brent. He looked like he was just starting out in the corporate world. He too had a wedding ring. He talked of working at a legal firm. That was a red light to her. He might be vice, but then again he could be a paralegal. Either way, he couldn't be trusted. He got three dances, but she kept his hands away from her tits and she let him squeeze her buns once. Justin then had another hour before she had any other offers. Just as she did, the DJ told her to get ready. She picked her songs and talked to the guy for a few minutes. This time, she picked &quot;Unforgiven&quot; by Metallica, and &quot;Almost Paradise&quot; from the Footloose soundtrack. This time on stage she got eight bucks, and two offers. She had three clients lined up. It was time to get busy. The first guy who asked got the regular dance. He appeared distracted and was in a hurry. She took his twenty, and moved on to the second guy. She had to size him up on the way to the VIP room. He was an old guy. He squeezed her tits a couple of times, grabbed her buns, several times ran his fingers along the outside of her panties, but didn't try to enter. He was good for a hundred bucks before he either got bored, or had his fill. Justin then went looking for the third guy. He was talking to another dancer, so she went hunting. She found a guy who said he was a painter. He didn't have a ring, but his clothes, rough hands, and beard made him appear to be who he said he was. He was good for one hundred before Justin was called back on stage. He was also modest about touching her, looking at one point like he was about to burst into tears. For this trip on stage, Justin picked &quot;Seperate Ways&quot; and &quot;Open Arms&quot; from Journey. She earned eight bucks on stage, but got no offers. It was a little after 11. She noticed a short round guy walk in the door. He surveyed the room, then picked a spot he liked. She gave him several minutes before she approached him. His eyes lit up when he saw her. He looked like a lonely guy, and from the way he jabbered on, he was. There was something about him she liked, she wasn't sure what it was. When he paid for his drink, she noticed he had a wad. She also noticed he had a work pass from a company she knew. She asked him right away for a dance. The first song, he got the regular dance, but on the second song he lingered on her nipples while he squeezed her buns. When she turned sideways, he thrust his hands in her panties. She gave him a quck feel before she backed way. She bent over in front of him. He ran his fingers along the outside of her panties, feeling her pussy lips underneath. She felt him try to get a finger inside, but she turned again. She climbed up in his lap, placed her pussy right in his face, hooked her thumb in her panties, then gave him a look at her pussy lips. He stuck a tongue out, but she pulled away from him as she covered her pussy. She straddled his lap. He went right away went for her pussy again. This time, she held still as he gained entry. She leaned in. Whispering, she asked &quot;You like that?&quot; He nodded. For the next two songs he kept his finger in her as she just rocked back and forth, letting him suck on her nipple. She was getting excited. &quot;Oh baby, I want to put my dick in you&quot; he said. She backed off, figuring his total now at one hundred. &quot;Let me see the money&quot; she said. He paid her the hundred, then told her he had three hundred more. She did some quick math. She had made four fifty tonight, but after tipping out, she'd have four oh five. &quot;Two hundred, in advance, now, and not here&quot; she told him. &quot;Where?&quot; he asked. &quot;You can't leave here with me, that would be too obvious&quot; she said, &quot;meet me down the street at the bus stop&quot;. &quot;When?&quot; he asked. &quot;It will take me a little bit to check out&quot; she answered, &quot;you have to wait&quot;. &quot;How can I trust you?&quot; he asked. She showed him her pussy. He started to hand her the two hundred, but she remembered that they sometimes counted her money. She told him to keep the money until they met at the bus stop. She left the VIP room and headed for the DJ booth. &quot;I'm checking out&quot; she told the DJ. She produced her money and paid the forty five dollars. She noticed he watched her carefully. She went to the dressing room and changed into her regular clothes. She walked out of the club, saying &quot;Good Night&quot; to the receptionist and doorman. She walked towards the bus stop, knowing that it was just beyond sight of the parking lot. She kept a hand on a canister of mace, ready in case some guy jumped out. Usually, she hitched a ride with another dancer, hailed a cab, or sometimes took a late bus. That's why she knew it wasn't untypical for her to catch a bus, in case the doorman was paying too much attention. The customer met her at the bus stop. He was driving a recent Chevy Impala. Right away, she took the two hundred, then she gave him directions to a hotel a block from where she lived. She waited in the car while he paid for the room. Then, he drove to the room, smiling widely. He ushered her into the room, kissing her once they entered the room. Usually, she didn't kiss customers, but usually she didn't sleep with them either. She started to take off her top. &quot;Wait&quot; he said, &quot;I want to undress you&quot;. &quot;OK&quot; she warily agreed. He was actually good at it. He carefully took off her shirt, then lovingly took off her bra, caressing her rib cage and squeezing her tits. She put her hands on his, leaning back into him. She led his hands to her shorts. He undid the button on her shorts and undid her zipper. He slipped his hands into the waistband of her panties sliding both garments down her legs. She kicked her sneakers off. She turned to face him. &quot;Your turn&quot; she said. She undressed him, grabbing his bare dick several times before she sat on the edge of the bed. She reached in her purse, taking out a condom. She saw a disappointed look on his face. &quot;No glove, no love&quot; she cooed. She put the condom on, then took his dick in her mouth. She grabbed his ass and thrust him into her mouth several times, then she scooted back on the bed until her back was to the bed board. She motioned him forward with her finger. He crawled on the bed, then lowered his head between her legs. She wasn't expecting this, and she didn't expect him to be good at it either. Soon, her head was swimming. She found herself cupping her tits as her breathing increased. She felt a jolt of electricity shoot throiough her as he stuck his finger in her. She started bucking her hips to meet his finger thrusts. She felt an orgasm coming. She screamed as she grabbed her clit. &quot;Oh baby&quot; she cooed, turning slightly. She repostioned herself, then said &quot;go on&quot;. He was eating her out again. She was rocketing towards another orgasm. Her head was swimming, and she found herself bucking her hips. She was doing a little scream with every pant of breath. &quot;Oh-oh-oh- OH OH OH OH&quot; she said before screaming as another orgasm hit. &quot;FUCK&quot; she said, grabbing the top of his head. &quot;You are good, oh baby, go on&quot; she panted. He went right back to work on her pussy. She had never had sex this good. The two other guys that paid just stuck their dick in her and pumped. The guy from school had played with her pussy, then sloppily fucked her as he took her virginity. She had done it on a dare and didn't like it. The two guys that paid had money and manners. They just weren't good in bed. This guy, on the other hand was making her head swim and her pussy very happy. She was cresting her third orgasm when he suddenly sucked hard on her clit and circled it with his tongue. She felt something explode in her head. She screamed, back flopped several times and ended up on the floor where she convulsed on the floor while spasms ripped through her body. Climbing halfway up on the bed, she asked, &quot;Where did you learn that?&quot; &quot;The Phillipines&quot; he answered, trying not to giggle. She gave him a flirtatatious look, then climbed back on the bed, spreading her legs again. He went back to work on her pussy again. Justin couldn't believe she was getting paid for this. She was going to have to do something for him. For starters, she had lost track of time, and time wasn't important here. If he wanted to fuck her all night, she'd let him. She was well on her way to a fourth orgasm when he finally entered her. She saw the red condom enter her as his dick spread her tight teen pussy. She grabbed his head, planting her tongue in his mouth before she ran her fingers through his hair and started caressing his shoulders. Another orgasm was rising and hit. &quot;Wait baby wait&quot; she said, making him pause as the orgasm passed through her body. He finally came as her next orgasm hit. He rolled off her and took the spent condom off. He dropped the condom in the waste basket and reached for his underwear. &quot;Where you going?&quot; she asked. &quot;Aren't we done?&quot; he asked. &quot;Not if you don't want to. Did you pay for the room all night?&quot; she pointed out. &quot;Yeah&quot;, he answered. &quot;Then we have all night, now come here&quot; she ordered. He crawled back to her and kissed her. &quot;Don't I need a condom?&quot; he asked. &quot;Not if you don't want to&quot; she said with a smile. ****************************************************************************************************************************************** The sun was coming up when they finally grew tired enough to stop. A knock at the door woke them up. Justin looked at her watch., it was a little after nine in the morning. &quot;What time is checkout?&quot; she asked. &quot;I don't know&quot; he answered. The knock came again, with a feminine voice saying &quot;Housekeeping&quot;. &quot;Come later&quot; he yelled. She got up and began looking for her clothes. &quot;Can you afford the room tonight?&quot; she asked. &quot;Well, yeah, but I can't pay you too&quot;. &quot;If you pick me up at the bus stop tonight&quot; she said, &quot;You won't have to pay me. You give me an amazing night again, and next time we can do it at your place, so clean it up, ok?&quot; She leaned in and gave him a kiss. &quot;See you tonight at midnight?&quot; she asked. He nodded. Justin had to hustle home. She need a nap, shower, and to get ready for work, which she knew started about three. Saturday was going to be a heavy day, but this time, she knew an amazing night lay ahead.  ]]></description>
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	<description><![CDATA[December 22, 2007<br /><br />Ohmygawd! Yesterday was so, so incredible.<br /><br />When I got to work Friday morning, I could see Mr. Washington talking to Donny as I stood there nervously awaiting him in Clint's office. He seemed to be joking about something. It must be strange to know that you're on your way to fuck the wife of the guy you're talking to, but it doesn't seem to faze him at all. God, men are so strange. It makes me laugh. <br /><br />Donny had told me in the past that Mr. Washington is always going on about how pretty and sexy I am and teasing him about him being able to handle such a &quot;hot&quot; woman. Donny doesn't like him, but he's also just so obviously afraid of him, too. I wonder if he was teasing him this afternoon.&nbsp; Wouldn't that be so, so sick, like telling a guy how hot his wife is when you know you are going to fuck her in like just a few minutes!!!&nbsp; Ohmygawd! &nbsp;I do remember hoping he would think I'm hot when he sees me, though.&nbsp; I dressed just for him this morning.<br /><br />In a way, it would have been better if Clint had been here because maybe I wouldn't have been so nervous, but it's probably better that he wasn't. I wouldn't want him to see me hesitate about anything he has ordered me to do. I just hoped I could do what he wants me to. I thought I could, but, still it was kinda hard to just stand here while Brooke explained what I've become and what Clint wants Mr. Washington to do.&nbsp; But really, I knew I would do exactly what Clint expected me to.&nbsp; I do belong to him.&nbsp; I'm his property.<br /><br />When Brooke and Mr. Washington came in, it was apparent that she'd explained some of it, because she was telling him that he can do me here in Clint's office or take me home or to a client's place and so on. <br /><br />Looking contemptuously at me, she said to Mr. Washington, &quot;Clint asked me to tell you that she's company property, and you can use her any way you wish, but he wants her to come back here thoroughly broken in. He said you'd know what that meant. Clint's going to have the company logo either tattooed or branded on her later this week, I don't know which, hopefully both&quot; she went on rather matter of factly, &quot;and he wants you to make her understand what she is. Clint said you'd know what that means,&quot; she added laughing hard. &quot;I assume he means she's the company whore, but anyway, there she is. Enjoy!&quot;<br /><br />It is still embarrassing to hear myself spoken about as if I were nothing more than company property that needs to be broken in and &quot;tagged.&quot; I can't believe I didn't say anything when Brooke suggested branding me above my vagina that first time. All Clint was going to do was tattoo the company logo on my butt and add under it, &quot;Property of CM Enterprises.&quot; But I still really don't think I'll end up with both. That's just insane. It's Brooke's way of scaring me.<br /><br />Anyway, while all this was running crazily through my head, Mr. Washington strolled over to me and began to clutch my breasts.<br /><br />&quot;Yes, Clint told me last week he wanted me to fuck her,&quot; he said casually to Brooke, &nbsp;&quot;and he informed Temple as well, isn't that so, Honey?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Yes,&quot; I replied. &quot;He told me that you would be a good experience for me.&quot;<br /><br />He just raised his eyebrows, and ordered me to turn around and bend over. He told me to lift my skirt over my hips, which I immediately did.<br /><br />&quot;No panties, eh,&quot; he said to Brooke.<br /><br />&quot;Clint doesn't allow her any underclothes,&quot; Brooke replied. &quot;No bra, no panties.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Yes, I've actually noticed the bra part. All of us have, I guess. With jugs like that it's certainly apparent that she doesn't wear a bra, and her ass always looks pretty bare, too. Not that any of us are objecting,&quot; he laughed, squeezing my breast in his massive black hands. &quot;I see she shaves her cunt. That's a nice look. You say she's a good fuck?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I don't, but the guys who've fucked her so far say she is. I don't know. Clint says she has a lot to learn still.&quot; But the guys all say she never says no to anything they ask her to do. Isn't that right, Temple?&quot; she snickered, turning to me.<br /><br />&quot;Well, she'll certainly be trainable, then,&quot; Mr. Washington observed. &quot;Her husband doesn't know what's going on?&quot; Mr. Washington asked.<br /><br />&quot;Apparently not,&quot; she smirked.<br /><br />&quot;Funny, I was just talking to him about his hot wife and him making sure he services her regularly,&quot; he laughed.&nbsp; &quot;How many guys have fucked her?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Well, I'm not sure. It's hard to keep track. Clint obviously, and I think maybe a dozen or so clients and vendors and I think the tech guy? Clint says you'll the first of the sales staff to fuck her, though. At least as far as he knows,&quot; she smiled. &quot;Clint thought you'd be the best choice to do a real good job on her, and I'll bet you will!&quot; she smirked.&nbsp; &quot;You sure did on me!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Yes, he told me that, too&quot; Mr. Washington said. &quot;I'm sure we'll find something interesting to do to her.&nbsp; I just hope she's as good as you are, Brooke, honey.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;After you're finished with her, he's going to have her tattooed with the company logo,&quot; Brooke went on excitedly, &quot;and I'm encouraging him to have her branded with those brands we used on the leather briefcases last year. But whatever he decides, when she's prepped, he's going to have a sort of coming out party for her and let the rest of the sales staff fuck her then.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Hmmm...,&quot; Mr. Washington said, inspecting my bottom. &quot;I agree. A brand would be perfect. I'll suggest it to him, too. I wouldn't mind at all being the one to do the branding.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Oh, you'd be perfect,&quot; Brooke went on. &quot;Please do tell him it's a good idea. Then he wouldn't think it's just me. But say over her pussy, too, okay?&quot;<br /><br />I mean I was just like so upset at what that bitch Brooke had just said, but for some reason I didn't say a thing, and I don't know why. I wasn't so upset about the tattooing. I was still pretty positive Clint wouldn't ever allow me to be branded, and to tell the truth, the tattoo idea seemed kinda cool really. I do sort of feel like Clint's property now, so it's like something sort of special between us. The tattoo part was okay. I actually wanted that. And like I said, I was sure Clint wouldn't let anyone brand me. That would be just barbaric.<br /><br />But the other stuff about the other men really made me mad. It wasn't a bit true what she said. Not at all. I mean, besides Clint, only Mr. Compton and four vendors and one other guy and his son have had me. That's only seven guys not counting Clint. It's not like a dozen like what Brooke said. I'm not a whore! I'm sixteen, and except for my husband, I've only had ten other guys in my whole life, and that's counting the two policemen, and they shouldn't really count cause they kinda like raped me? <br /><br />Even after Mr. Washington does me, that will only be eleven. That's sure not a whore! Like lots of sixteen-year-olds have had way, way more than that. I bet most have. Like even some fourteen-year-olds have, I bet! That Brooke is such a bitch. I bet she's had tons more. She's the whore, not me.<br />And here's something else.&nbsp; The reason everybody is going to get a big Christmas bonus this year is cause of me!!!&nbsp; Clint told me that this really special client, Mr. Goldberg, might buy this property that he has been trying to sell for like just this really long time, and he wanted me to help out, so I did.&nbsp; And cause of me, Clint said, Mr. Goldberg did buy the property and it like made our year!<br />What I didn't know was that Mr. Goldberg was a Jew until Clint told me that Mr. Goldeberg wanted me to be a present for his son's bar something or other the next week.&nbsp; That's some kinda Jew ceremony, I found out.<br />Well, I really, really didn't want to do this, cause preacher told me that Jews were unclean and we should always stay away from them.&nbsp; The worse thing, though, was they were the very ones that killed Jesus!!!&nbsp; So like I got all weird thinking about not knowing that it was a Jew fucking me when Mr. Goldberg did me, and now he wanted me to let his son fuck me too.&nbsp; It was really hard to agree, but I did cause of Clint.<br />Clint told me that Mr. Goldberg would bring his son to this hotel and that he wanted me to be waiting there for him totally nude, with just a bow around my belly like a present.&nbsp; When he brought his son in I could tell he was really, really nervous.&nbsp; He was only one year younger than me, but I felt like way, way older than him.&nbsp; He was a tall, skinny boy with ugly glasses and kinda pimply face, and like I said, really nervous.&nbsp; Clint had told me it would be his first time.&nbsp; When Mr. Goldberg walked him over to me and told him I was his bar whatever present and that he could do anything he wanted to me, he wouldn't even look at me.&nbsp; I think he was scared.<br />After Mr. Goldberg left, his son, whose name was Shem, asked me what I wanted to do.&nbsp; Well, what I wanted to do was get out of there, but I said I would like to do what he wanted to do.&nbsp; He didn't say anything, so I said, &quot;Why don't you just lie down on the bed and we can talk about it.&quot;<br />I took the ridiculous bow off, and sat beside him.&nbsp; &quot;Is this your first time?&quot; I asked as nicely as I could.&nbsp; <br />He mumbled a nervous &quot;Yeah.&quot;<br />&quot;Well, I'll just kinda do stuff and you tell me if you like it, k?&nbsp; Don't be nervous&quot; I said, putting his hand on my right breast.&nbsp; I felt just so, so much older and more mature than him.<br />He just nodded his head and left his hand where I put it, but didn't really &quot;feel&quot; me.&nbsp; Reaching down to his pants, I slowly unzipped him and asked him if that was okay.&nbsp; He sort of gulped out a nervous &quot;I guess so,&quot; so I went ahead and pulled him out of his pants.<br />I was really surprised when I saw it.&nbsp; He was hard, of course, like I expected, but while his father's penis had been like normal size and shape, Shem's was pretty big and curved upward.&nbsp; I didn't want to put him in my mouth cause, like I said, Jews are unclean and stuff, but I didn't know what else to do, so I just closed my eyes and went ahead and did it.<br />Because of his shape, it was kinda hard, really hard, actually, to get him clear down my throat, but I finally did.&nbsp; I hadn't sucked him for more than a minute when I felt him erupt in my mouth.&nbsp; I was surprised he was so quick, and since I really didn't want to swallow him cause of him being unclean, my mouth just got all filled up real quick.<br />When I pulled off of his penis, I didn't know what to do with the cum that was filling up my mouth.&nbsp; I thought about spitting it out, but then I remembered how mad those policemen got when I did that.&nbsp; I didn't think Shem would beat me like they did, but I wasn't sure.&nbsp; So I just went ahead and swallowed it.&nbsp; It was horrid, but at least it was over, I thought.<br />Well, it wasn't!!!&nbsp; Like he didn't even get soft for a second, and he seemed much bolder, too.&nbsp; &quot;I want to fuck you regular now, okay,&quot; he said.<br />I was just totally amazed.&nbsp; I guess he just must have felt like so, so privileged to be able to have sex with a Christian girl that he just stayed hard!&nbsp; I felt kinda sorry for him cause I knew Jews probably didn't get to do this too much or maybe ever to Christian girls, and all the Jew women I ever saw were like kinda ugly and stuff.&nbsp; So I smiled at him and said, &quot;Okay, I guess you can.&nbsp; But you know I'm a Christian woman, and a Christian woman really shouldn't let a Jew inside her.&nbsp; So I hope you appreciate what I'm doing and will tell your father how nice I was to you, k.&quot;<br />I don't even know if he was listening, but when I rolled over on to my back, he was on me and in me like instantly!&nbsp; Maybe it was his shape or maybe the combination of his shape and size, but when he entered me, I was surprised at how quickly I started to respond.&nbsp; I sure didn't want to climax with a Jew, but like it did.&nbsp; A hard climax, too!&nbsp; I even asked him to do me again, a little later.&nbsp; When he left, though, I was like totally disgusted with myself.<br />At first I worried I could get pregnant and have a Jew baby cause he put lots of his sperm inside me and I was close to ovulating at the time, but I remember once I read about this woman who had sex with a donkey and the book said that a animal and a human can't have a baby. &nbsp;That's probably like the same with Jews, I mean like Christians and Jews couldn't have babies, I'm sure.&nbsp; But I also remember seeing some pictures once of this guy who had like a horse body and a human face, so really, I don't know.<br /><br />Anyway, those thoughts and memories all got interrupted when Mr. Washington grabbed me by the hand and said that he'd take me home and &quot;give me a good fucking&quot; and walked me quickly towards the backdoor.<br /><br />His hand just completely engulfed mine. I felt so tiny beside him, like a little lamb in the grip of a giant bear. He is a really big black man. I mean really! <br /><br />I was worried that my husband might see me leaving, but Mr. Washington sure didn't care. He put his mammoth hand right up under my skirt like he didn't mind who was watching and walked me to the car with my skirt hiked up and his hand right on my bare butt.<br /><br />I'm much braver about this stuff now, but still, that made me a teeny bit uncomfortable. Obviously, I sure didn't want my husband to see or hear about this, so I pushed his hand away and pulled my skirt back down. I probably shouldn't have giggled when he pulled my skirt right back up and put his hand back on my bare bottom, but I did! He really is very, very fearless and confident, I must say. I felt like such a little girl with him. I really had to smile at how aggressive he was. <br /><br />Once in the car, he bent over to kiss me. His breath was just horrid and his tongue felt like some huge, disgusting lump of meat probing the back of my throat. That was the first black person I ever kissed, and I did not like it! But I submitted meekly to all of it. If this is what Clint wants, I thought, then I want it too, I guess. <br /><br />I mean, I've kinda got over being like prejudice and stuff, but it was still kinda creepy to have a colored man kiss me. I did go ahead and let him, though. That's pretty good of me, I think. <br /><br />&quot;Clint says you have some special talents, Temple,&quot; he said, mumbling into my mouth while he kissed me and caressed the back of my neck. &quot;Ever suck black cock before?&quot; he asked, breathing repulsively in my face.<br /><br />&quot;Well, yes, just once. When I was a girl,&quot; I said softly.<br />&quot;You're still a little girl, Honey.&nbsp; You like it?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I don't know. Maybe. He was very big.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;This big?&quot; he asked, unzipping his pants and displaying himself for me.<br /><br />I just gulped in amazement. &quot;No, sir,&quot; I said timidly, not that big. &quot;I don't know if I can get you in my mouth, Mr. Washington. You're awful big.&quot;<br />Actually, he was no bigger than Ramal, the policeman, was, but he was much bigger than anything I had had in me since then.&nbsp; I really began to worry about being able to please him.&nbsp; I didn't do so well with Ramal, I remembered.<br /><br />&quot;But you'll try, won't you, Honey, cause you want to please Mr. Washington like Clint told you to.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Yes, sir, I'll try,&quot; I said, as he pulled my face down to his colossal sex. And I really, really did intend to try and try hard.<br /><br />I began to lick it tentatively. To my horror, it got even bigger as it stiffened to its full size. But I was still determined to get him in my mouth and so him my talent!<br /><br />Meanwhile, he had pulled my skirt up over my waist again and had one hand between my legs, expertly fingering my clitoris while the other held my head down. I could already feel that now familiar tingling in my belly as I began to caress Mr. Washington's penis with my fingers and tongue. I started to sense that this could be a very special climax!<br /><br />&quot;You don't need your hands on my cock, Temple,&quot; he said. &quot;Just work your mouth down on it. You can use your hands to get your blouse off and your tits out,&quot; he added, chuckling and pushing my head down hard until the fat head of his huge shaft popped fully into my mouth. <br /><br />I sucked the head of his cock the way that Clint had shown me, and dutifully unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it off my shoulders, letting my breasts tumble into his lap, while never removing my mouth from his glistening black sex. He was coarsely squeezing one breast seconds later. The head of his magnificent black genitalia had filled my mouth so completely that I literally could bnot breathe. <br /><br />Even as excited as I was becoming, I was more than a little concerned about sucking him right in the parking lot in daylight. Just before he pulled my head down onto his lap, I had noticed that the dashboard clock read 4:55. I knew that Donny's car was parked only four or five cars away and that he would be walking right past here in about five minutes, and yet here I was trying my best to fit Mr. Washington's massive blackness down my throat. This would be quite a sight for my husband to see. I knew I had to finally say something. <br /><br />&quot;Mr. Washington, &quot; I said, finally raising my head and gasping for air. &quot;I adore what you're doing to me and would never ask you to stop, but my husband will be coming by here in like seconds. Would it be okay to move somewhere else?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Actually, he's coming right now,&quot; he chuckled, starting the big Escalade. &quot;Get your mouth back on my cock!&quot;<br /><br />As he began to pull slowly out of the space he was in, and as I dutifully bent to accept is colossal penis once more, he suddenly stopped, lowered the window, and started talking to my husband! <br /><br />I was like totally petrified! I couldn't believe what he was doing! But it only seemed to excite Mr. Washington more. His left hand pushed my face down viciously onto his bulging sex while his right hand began to probe my vagina more vigorously, crushing my clitoris against my pelvis.&nbsp; His cock was nearing the back of my throat and his fingering of me was driving me mad with excitment.<br /><br />&quot;Donny,&quot; he yelled out, &quot;Come over here.&quot; I was absolutely paralyzed. I had no idea why he was calling my husband over to the window of the car. &quot;Tell that sweet little wife of yours hello for me when you get home. She's a hot little piece.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Please, Mr. Washington,&quot; I heard Donny reply. &quot;I've asked you not to talk about her that way. She's a good Christian wife.&quot;<br /><br />Mr. Washington just roared. &quot;Donny, my boy, even a good Christian wife needs a good hard fucking occasionally. You doing your job? You going to fuck that sweet little thang when you get her home?&nbsp; Maybe you need a little practice. See this,&quot; he laughed, and with that he used the hand that was buried in my vagina to lift my rear up in the air and expose it right there in front of my husband! <br /><br />&quot;Know what this nice little piece of ass is, Donny boy? This here is a little whore in training, a little company whore, actually. After I get her all properly prepared, Clint's gonna brand and tattoo her, and all of us salesmen, you included, are gonna start using her to sweeten deals,&quot; he said, still holding my &quot;ass&quot; in the air. &quot;We're all gonna fuck her next week, and I want you to fuck her too. Make a real man out of you!&quot; he laughed uproariously. <br /><br />With his other hand, he suddenly pushed down hard on the back of my head and drove the head of his splendid sex to the very back of my throat and down it. I heard him grunt with pleasure.<br /><br />Here I was with the massive head of Mr. Washington's penis fully in my mouth and my butt lifted high in the air for my husband to inspect. Fortunately, I knew Donny wouldn't recognize it. After all, he had never seen me nude. But it was nevertheless unbelievably frightening. And incredible exciting! <br /><br />&quot;I'd let you talk to the whore here, Donny boy, but right now she's got her little white mouth wrapped all around my big black cock,&quot; he roared. &quot;I do expect you to fuck her next week, though. Remember that!&quot; he warned commandingly. &quot;Your job gonna depend on it.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Please, Mr. Washington, that's just an awful sin, you know,&quot; I heard Donny reply. &quot;You should have respect for women. And I could never, ever be unfaithful to my wife!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Donny,&quot; I heard Mr. Washington answer, &quot;I can absolutely promise you that, when you fuck this little whore, you won't be being unfaithful to your wife,&quot; he roared with laughter. <br /><br />&quot;That is so wrong,&quot; was all I heard Donny say as Mr. Washington lifted my bottom even higher in the air, shook it, and drove off laughing outrageously.<br /><br />I was aflutter with conflicting emotions and sensations. I thought what Mr. Washington said was just so mean and awful, and yet it was also so very, very exciting. He seemed so manly, so unafraid of anything. Here he was holding Donny's wife's body up in the air while she tried to swallow his massive sex, and he wasn't nervous or anything or afraid that Donny might know what he was doing. And my God, to say what he did to him? Mr. Washington was obviously a very, very confident and powerful man, and that got me just so, so excited. It makes me all quivery just to write it!<br /><br />As we drove to his apartment, Mr. Washington continued to pump my head up and down on his shaft, and though I tried desperately to get him completely back down into my throat again, I just couldn't. I came real close, but he had simply become way too big and I didn't really have a lot of room to get myself into position anyway. <br /><br />He was also shaped differently from any of the other the men I had had in my mouth, except maybe for that black policeman, who was kind of like Mr. Washington, I guess. Like the policeman, the base of Mr. Washington's penis was much, much wider than the head. I could barely get my hands completely around that part of him.<br /><br />Anyway, I did the best job I could on him and after maybe fifteen minutes or so, I felt him push down hard on my head and a gush, a torrent really, of his seamen erupt into my mouth. I thought it would never end. Fortunately, the head of his penis was at the very back of my throat so most of it gushed right down my esophagus, because I could have never swallowed all of that gush of semen quickly enough. It must have been like gallons! And even with that flood down my throat, my mouth was still filled to the brim. I had to swallow really, really quick.<br /><br />Black semen tastes a lot different from white guys and smells different, too. Did you know that? It's hotter, too. I'm getting to know a lot about this kinda stuff now.<br /><br />But anyway, since he seemed finished with me for the time being, I licked him as clean as I could, and we continued the ride to his place. <br /><br />I don't remember what he talked about (something about what plans he had for me after I became the official office &quot;whore,&quot; I think) because I was just mesmerized by his enormous sex lying drained now and slightly coiled in his lap. I thought about how proud he must be to have such manhood and how proud it made me feel that my lips and my body could bring that wonderful magnificence to life so easily! And I knew he would feel so, so proud of me when he entered me and I accepted him entirely. &nbsp;I was going to make sure of that!<br /><br />He had said something on the drive to his place that he was going to make me a real woman, and I was sure he was right. I knew his size would be difficult, but I was absolutely determined to take him properly and completely. I was just so determined to please him and make Clint proud of me. Every inch of his wonderful blackness would penetrate my white body. God, I was so, so hot by then!!!<br /><br />I would have to remember to tell him not to ejaculate in my vagina, though. I couldn't forget that! I was definitely ovulating. Donny and I are scheduled to make love tonight and try and make a baby.<br /><br />When we got to his apartment and parked at the curb, I started to put my blouse back on, but he grabbed it out of my hands and threw it in the back seat. Did he mean for me to walk from the car to his apartment topless? God, he was so manly and confident. I started to pull my skirt down, but he stopped that too. For some reason that just excited me more than I've ever been excited. Like way more. I could feel myself getting completely wet. He was apparently going to walk me into his apartment building practically nude right in front of his neighbors and everyone! And it wasn't even nearly completely dark yet. <br /><br />It made me feel so proud that he wanted to display me this way. I was happy I had decided to wear these five inch heels because they made my breasts bounce and sway in the most provocative way, and I especially liked it when I heard what the three guys sitting on the porch said when Mr. Washington walked me by them. It made me almost giddy to see how proud Mr. Washington felt. I promised myself I would be perfect for him. I frantically wanted him to be able to tell those men how good I had been! It's odd, I know, but I felt no shame whatsoever. Only pride!<br /><br />I was very surprised to see Mr. Washington's wife there when we entered the apartment. She just sneered at me and said to her husband, &quot;Don't make a bloody mess in the bedroom with this whore like you did the last one. I just changed the sheets!&quot; And then she mumbled something about white women, but I couldn't catch it. <br /><br />Mr. Washington just ignored her (what a bitch!) and once we got to the bedroom, he didn't waste a second. He was already half hard when he lowered his pants, and I instantly knelt to kiss and caress him into his full erection, which took about ten seconds.<br /><br />He lifted me to my feet and laid me on the bed, pulled my legs up on his shoulders, and because I was so wet, he easily pushed the first six or so inches of his magnificence into my body. <br /><br />I grew a little apprehensive when I realized that those first six or seven inches had almost completely stuffed me and that there was still considerably more to come. I worried for the first time that I might fail as I had with the colored policeman. The thickest part of his manhood had yet to penetrate me and I knew he was also dangerously close to the bottom of my vagina. Fortunately, Mr. Washington appeared unfazed, and withdrawing only slightly began to renew his assault on my womanhood. Each thick stroke seemed to tear a little, but each stroke brought him delightfully deeper inside of me. But what I dreaded most did happen. With inches yet to go, he encountered my cervix and stopped. He was fully two or three inches from total penetration. And then he withdrew. I was embarrassed and humiliated. I just started crying in frustration.<br /><br />And then Mr. Washington gave me something to cry about when he roughly turned me over on my belly and announced that he'd &quot;try my ass&quot;! <br /><br />Positioning me on my knees with my breast pushed down hard onto the bed, he began to slap my ass viciously while he probed my bottom with his penis, slowing spreading it open. <br />The first sharp pain I felt was when the head of his enormous manhood popped into my rectum. The only lubrication he used was what fluid was still clinging to his sex from my very, very wet vagina.&nbsp; Just the head of his sex pushing into my anal cavity produced a sharp gasp of pain, but the next stroke caused me to involuntarily scream out in agony. Mr. Washington just laughed and said something about white women. His next two or three hard plunges into my &quot;white ass&quot; were so painful that I embarrassingly pleaded with him to stop. I honestly thought I would pass out from the pain. He was huge, and my anal cavity, having been used only that one time by Mr. Compton was small and tight.<br /><br />&quot;You sure, bitch?&quot; Mr. Washington said menacingly. &quot;You sure you want me to stop? Clint wants you opened and you've failed with your mouth and you've failed with your cunt, Honey. You want me to tell him you failed with your ass, too? You sure that's what you want me to tell him.&quot;<br /><br />I could see from the mirror on the wall that he had less than half of his penis in me, and the thickest part was yet to come. He was right that I didn't want Clint to think less of me, but what he didn't know was that, in truth, I really didn't want to be embarrassed in front of him, either. I didn't want him laughing at me and thinking I wasn't a real woman. I didn't want him to think that white women couldn't do what black women could. It was true that my mouth and vagina had failed to accommodate him. I couldn't let this part of my body fail too. The memory of my failure with the policeman came flooding back. <br /><br />No, I decided right then, I didn't want him to stop. Where I got the courage I don't know, but I turned my head to him and said, &quot;Fuck my ass, Mr. Washington. Just fuck it harder, k!&quot; and gritted my teeth and waited for the pain.<br /><br />I didn't wait long. With a funny little chuckle, he immediately pulled back to the rim of my anus and with one enormous thrust, immersed half of his enormous manhood inside me. On the next stroke, I not only could feel but hear my rectum tear. And the third hard plunge opened me completely. God, this man was so powerful. Four or five strokes later I felt his balls slap against the insides of my thighs, and I knew the entirety of his superb sex was buried fully inside me. Finally!<br /><br />The pain was almost unbearable, but happily, each succeeding stroke that penetrated my bottom was easier to take than the previous, primarily because blood from his rending of my rectum provided some additional lubrication. Not to say that it didn't hurt, because, like I said, it did. It really, really did. But I could stand it enough now to encourage him, to urge him on. When, after maybe fifteen or twenty vicious strokes I felt his engorged penis erupt inside of me and felt the strength of his ejaculation, I experienced just the warmest sense of pride. I was close now to the woman Clint wanted and the woman Mr. Washington had expected me to be and the woman the policeman never experienced.<br /><br />&quot;I guess we did make a mess of the sheets,&quot; I said coyly, smiling at Mr. Washington after he finished and withdrew. &quot;Your wife is going to be mad at us.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;She'll get over it,&quot; he laughed, stretching himself out in the easy chair next to his bed.<br /><br />His black body gleamed slightly with sweat. I was surprised at his build. He seemed almost fat in his clothes, but naked, as he was now, he was merely big. Large but very solid. And of course my eyes really kept straying to his truly majestic sex, which had done such glorious damage to my young body.<br /><br />&quot;I'm glad you were able to open me, Mr. Washington,&quot; I said shyly.<br /><br />&quot;You really do want to be a little whore, don't you, Temple,&quot; he chuckled, rising and stroking my vagina gently. &quot;Come clean my cock.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Well, I didn't want to disappoint you completely, and I don't want to disappoint Clint when he does what you say he's going to do,&quot; I said kneeling in front of him as I began to lick his glistening black cock clean. &quot;Is he really going to do all that stuff to me?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;You mean what Brooke said?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Yes,&quot; I replied. &quot;I mean I guess I know he's going to have me tattooed and stuff, and I guess I don't really mind that. But is he really going to have everyone in the office have sex with me?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;That's the plan, Sweetie,&quot; Mr. Washington answered, returning to his chair.<br /><br />&quot;You were kidding about my husband, though, right?&quot; I asked.<br /><br />He just winked and smiled at me.<br /><br />&quot;Mr. Washington,&quot; I hesitated. &quot;Can you wife take all of you, you know, like in her vagina?&quot;<br /><br />He just burst out laughing. &quot;Of course she can, Honey. She's a black woman!&quot;<br /><br />I just started to burn with embarrassment. I was like bright red! He seemed to be implying that I wasn't woman enough to take him, and I suppose he was right. Because I had failed. I can't tell you how much it hurt me to hear him say that I couldn't do what was so easy for his wife.<br />&quot;Can Brooke take all of you?&quot; I asked, fearful that he would answer yes.<br />&quot;Almost, but not quite.&quot;<br /><br />More than anything now, I had to have him in me completely, no matter the consequences.&nbsp; I didn't say anything for like a minute, maybe even more. And then, taking a deep breath, I said, &quot;Would you please let me try again?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;You want me to try your cunt again?&quot;<br /><br />I just nodded.<br /><br />&quot;Bust it open?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Yes, sir, I guess so. If you have to,&quot; I murmured nervously.&nbsp; &quot;I hope you don't have to, but if you do, I guess yes then.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;You are a fucking hot little slut, aren't you,&quot; he laughed.<br /><br />&quot;I just don't want you to be disappointed in me,&quot; I stumblingly said. <br /><br />&quot;Well, let's see what you can do then, little white bitch,&quot; he laughed.<br /><br />Grabbing my breasts, he lifted me from my knees and pulled me onto his lap. My body looked so, so small and white enveloped in his massive blackness. My boobs, as I've mentioned, are very naturally large, but because I was ovulating, they were fully a cup size larger, and yet when his hands closed around my breast they engulfed them almost completely. His penis, even relaxed as it was now, seemed nearly as large as my forearm.<br /><br />&quot;You want me to fuck you again?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I would like that, yes, sir,' I answered politely.<br /><br />Why don't you get back on your knees there and beg me?&quot; he replied, pointing to a spot directly in front of the chair.<br /><br />I wiggled off of his lap and quickly knelt in front of him. Somewhat tremulously I said, &quot;Would you please have sex with me again, Mr. Washington?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I just had sex with you, bitch,&quot; he answered somewhat rudely. &quot;Ask me to fuck you in your white cunt. I want to hear you say 'Mr. Washington, will you please make a real woman out of me by doing me the great honor of using your magnificent black cock to completely rip my shallow white cunt open?'&quot;<br /><br />Now I was really embarrassed. Did he really think that? Was I really that pathetic in bed? I wasn't a real woman?! My body wasn't like &quot;fuckable?&quot; <br /><br />I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as I said as humbly as I could, &quot;Mr. Washington, would you please open my pathetic white cunt with your magnificent black cock and make a woman out of me?&quot;<br /><br />And then I suddenly saw something truly amazing, and it made me feel tremendously proud. His large cock suddenly began to stir and slightly stiffen, and I realized that my words alone had caused his powerful penis to come to life again. That's what made me so proud. I bent to kiss it slightly, and looked up at him and said pleadingly, &quot;May I?&quot;<br /><br />He nodded, and I began to lick the length of his gigantic rod, letting the magnificent head of his majestic cock slip into my mouth each time I licked my way to the top. I cannot describe the thrill and pride I felt as his beautiful black manhood began to uncoil.<br /><br />Before he was fully erect, I managed to pull him completely down my throat. I smiled up at him in complete jubilation. <br /><br />When he was fully erect, he told me to mount him there on the chair. I eagerly climbed back onto his lap and began slowly to lower myself on to his blackness. I was so erotically charged, so wet and hot, that he slipped easily and deeply into my desperately willing vagina. I felt that surge of passion and that deep, deep special feeling begin to radiate through my body. I thrust my body up and down and his imposing shaft as hard as I could, hoping to force all of his extraordinary manhood into my tiny white body. <br /><br />I was going crazy with desire. I just knew that if I could get him all the way inside me, we both would experience incredible climaxes, and I selfishly wanted mine frantically and recklessly. &quot;Mr. Washington,&quot; I moaned, kissing him in a mad frenzy, &quot;open me!&quot; <br /><br />Instantly, he lifted me off of his engorged genitalia, and holding me above his head by my breasts, carried me to the bed. In the throes of passion, all I could moan over and over was his name as he dropped me on the bloody sheets and pushed my legs up to my chest. An instant later, I felt his thrilling cock pistoning ferociously in and out of my sopping vagina, pumping hard now up against my cervix. <br /><br />&quot;Oh God,&quot; I appropriately cried out, because I truly was being &quot;fucked&quot; by a black god. I don't like to use that word, but no other word describes what he was doing to me and what I was feeling.<br /><br />But he still wasn't all the way in me. I was becoming so frustrated, even angry. &quot;Open me, Mr. Washington, Please, open me,&quot; I started to wail. &quot;Don't listen to me if I say to stop!&quot;<br /><br />He called me a little white whore, and then instantly began a very serious and powerful assault on my cervix. &quot;You sure you want this?&quot; he growled. <br /><br />&quot;Open me!&quot; was all I could say. <br /><br />I need to be his woman, his complete woman.<br /><br />It was nearly as painful as his invasion of my anal cavity, but oh so much more thrilling and erotic. Painful though it was, I continued to adjust my body to give him better access and to encourage his penetration. But finally, the pain was too engulfing and I began to beg him to stop.<br /><br />I was thrashing about in pain and passion, screaming out &quot;Fuck me, fuck me&quot; in one breath, and &quot;Oh God, stop&quot; in another. <br /><br />But ever so slowly, his assault began to achieve its goal. Through clouding pain, I could feel my cervix begin to dilate somewhat. That seemed to be all the room he needed. Five or six masterful strokes later, I felt my cervix give way entirely. Instantly, I experienced the incredible sensation of the entire length of his splendid sex slipping easily and deeply into my womb. My body was totally open for him! At last!!<br /><br />He had impaled me completely! His enormous manhood was fully in my womb. And I was on the edge of the most spectacular climax I could have ever imagined, throwing my head back and forth, screaming out his name, urging him to &quot;fuck me&quot; over and over.<br /><br />And then he stopped and withdrew!<br /><br />&quot;Mr. Washington, please. What are you doing? For God's sake, come back in me!&quot; I screamed out in insane fury. &quot;Fuck me, please, Mr. Washington!&nbsp; Fuck me, for God's sake! Please!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Didn't you tell me not to cum in your cunt, Honey?&quot; he mocked me.<br /><br />&quot;Oh God, it's too late for that. Just come back in me. Finish inside me!&quot; I was crazed with passion and desire.<br /><br />&quot;You want this hot black seed in your little white cunt, eh baby?&quot;<br /><br />Oh God, no, yes, yes, I don't know. Just come back in me,&quot; I pleaded frantically. &quot;Yes, finish inside me. I don't care. Just please fuck me, please!&quot;<br /><br />I would never have allowed this if I were not completely abandoned, utterly insane with lust, but I was. I was acting like common whore. All I could think of was the exceptional climax that I knew was only a few hard strokes away. I must have it. The consequences no longer mattered. And when he asked me to beg him to plant a black baby in me, I did. Shamelessly. <br /><br />As his powerful sex plunged again into my willing and totally open body, I experienced an incomparable sexual elation, and when I felt him spill his gush of hot black seed into my open, fertile womb, I finally experienced the climax that I had spent so long dreaming about. The explosion inside me affected my entire body and the scream that escaped my lips was a pure animal cry of utter and gross gratification. No one, not Clint, not Mr. Compton, none of the other men, had done to me what Mr. Washington had just done.<br /><br />When I looked down and saw Mr. Washington fully embedded inside me, planting the last of his exotic seed deep, deep inside my womb, I knew I was fully a woman. I just grabbed him by the neck, pulled myself up to his lips and kissed him passionately. I thanked him with all my heart. &quot;You've made me a woman,&quot; I whispered feverishly, as I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth. &quot;Finally!&quot;<br /><br />I loved it that he made me walk downstairs totally nude. I just stared at his wife when I walked past her, cause I just knew that she knew that I was as much a woman as she was! I had taken every inch of her man inside me, and I was much, much prettier, too. She didn't say a word! I just beamed!<br /><br />When we walked outside, I just felt so incredibly erotic. My five-inch pumps were once again making my boobs bounce seductively, and I know my ass looked so firm and sexy. I was so, so glad to be Mr. Washington's hot, sexy white bitch and make him proud. I didn't even care that maybe what the guys were saying as I walked past was maybe a little tiny bit lewd, 'cause Mr. Washington had his arm around me and I felt very desirable and completely protected. <br /><br />I knew he was proud of his &quot;bitch,&quot; as he called me, and I was oh so, so happy to be his woman. I made him promise to keep me opened, and he said he would. I felt like this was my first time, and it was wonderful. I knew I would always be his bitch.<br /><br />December 29, 2007<br /><br />It's taken me over a week to write about Mr. Washington. I just wanted to get it perfect. I hurt for like three days after he had sex with me, and I was a little nervous that maybe I wouldn't be as good for him the next time, but when he took me the next time, he opened me pretty easily. I mean it still hurt, but not as bad. It was in his office and he didn't take me anally, but he was all the way into my womb by his fourth or fifth stroke. And he put so, so much of his sperm in me. My God, I was leaking like the whole day and even when I got home. I just love the way he takes me.<br /><br />I felt maybe a little bad when Donny made love to me after that first time with Mr. Washington. I wanted to say, no, but he insisted it was the right time to make a baby. I sure hope he's wrong, cause it sure wouldn't be his baby! &nbsp;And I do sort of feel like there might be a little black baby growing inside me right now.<br /><br />He told me what Mr. Washington had said to him in the car and how disgusted he was by it. I told him I was just astonished that anyone would say or do such a thing. I am such a hypocrite, I know<br /><br />It's good, too, that Donny's inexperienced. He must have thought all that semen inside me was just my natural juices. <br /><br />I guess Clint decided I wouldn't be the &quot;Company Christmas Bonus.&quot; Now he says he's having me tattooed tomorrow and &quot;partying&quot; me in the office on New Year's eve. He's going to have &quot;Exclusive Property of CM Enterprises,&quot; tattooed on my butt. I know Brooke wants him to brand me, too. I don't know if he will. I hope not. I'm not sure anymore, though. Mr. Washington wants it done, too. Like I said, I don't mind the tattoo part. It kind of makes me proud that Clint wants to own me. Maybe if Mr. Washington is the one who brands me it won't be so bad. Still, I hope it doesn't happen. I do feel like I sort of belong to Mr. Washington more than anyone, though. I mean I know I'm Clint's property and stuff, but Mr. Washington is special.<br /><br />This afternoon, Mr. Washington is going to &quot;fuck his bitch,&quot; as he likes to say. I'm very excited about that. Oh God, I opened so easily for him now, and when he's so, so deep in me, I just can't describe how perfect the feeling is. My climaxes are so violent with him, like I'm shaking for an hour after.<br /><br />Mr. Washington still says that when the sales guys all do me on New Year's eve, he's going to make Donny fuck me, too. That would be just awful. I wonder what I would do. Weird.<br /> ]]></description>
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	<title><![CDATA[After School]]></title>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in; mso-outline-level: 1"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">AFTER SCHOOL</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in; mso-outline-level: 1"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œCome on in, Peter.â€ Laura Rogers said with a big smile, â€œHow was school today, dear?â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œPretty good, Mrs. Rogers.â€ Peter replied quickly, â€œI was so excited about our session this week, so my mind wasnâ€™t on my studies today. I did what you asked, and waited all week.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">â€œHow sweet of you.â€ Laura answered while kissing the young lad on the cheek. â€œLets go inside I have some cookies and milk.â€ Laura cooed wrapping her arm around him, â€œIâ€™ve been thinking of you all week myself. I have a special surprise for you today.â€<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">Â  </span></font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œI want smokes and beer. Is it smokes and beer?â€ Peter blurted out sarcastically. </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œThose arenâ€™t good for you. Theyâ€™ll stunt your growth, make you stink, and make you sick.â€ Laura laughed playing along.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œSmokes and beers, smokes and beers. Thatâ€™s what they say.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">Â  </span>All the guys smoke and drink so do most of the girls.â€ Peter mocked in a disgusting tone bobbing his fist up and down in the air in a masturbatory gesture.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œHave you ever seen any of the other â€˜Guysâ€™ over here?â€ Laura commented pointedly</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œNo! Iâ€™m glad too! I like you Laura I pretend that Iâ€™m the only one, but I know that you have other friends and I want you to know that that is okay. I like spending time here. Those other boys are going to have trouble later on arenâ€™t they?â€ Peter asked as he salaciously looked at Laura.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œOh how sweet you are, thank you.â€ Laura acknowledged then cautioned, â€œDonâ€™t let the others taunt you into their bad habits; and yes they are going to have trouble later on.â€ And then with a wet grin beaming purred, â€œI wish I had a camera so I could capture that look on your face.â€ Her voice trailed off with a quiet twitter. </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Her comment though he know it was kind made him fidget around and lose his precious smile. â€œI wonâ€™t; I know itâ€™s bad, plus itâ€™s really expensive.â€ Peter assured as he nuzzled Lauraâ€™s arm.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œHey you want to go out to the back yard itâ€™s sunny?â€ Laura tempted.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œYea sounds good your cookies are good, but all I really want is ice water, itâ€™s hot, and Iâ€™m thirsty.â€ He said staring out the window.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œPeter is something wrong?â€ Laura asked concerned at the distance in his voice.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œWell yes and no. Iâ€™ve thought of nothing else all week long, and all we are doing is talking about cookies, smokes, and ice water.â€ His voice trembling slightly, then demanding, â€œLook at my pant leg Iâ€™ve soaked it, and my dick is so hard it hurts.â€ As he stood back from the window Laura could see a tent like bulge at the crotch of his jeans, as well as a big dark wet spot around the tent and a streak running down just passed his knee.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œOh honey! You poor boy come over here let Mama Rodgers kiss it and make it all feel better.â€ Laura cajoled warmly holding her arms open bidding him to walk closer with a broad smile beaming from her face, â€œNow be a good boy, and let me have your hard cock.â€ Laura sang as she hurriedly unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and shoved them and Peterâ€™s soaking boxer shorts down around is ankles, his hard penis bounced free from its cotton prison, flinging a long stringer of precum onto Lauraâ€™s face. â€œMy, my, Peter.â€ Laura noted excitedly and with a very husky voice observed, â€œYou do have a soaking penis but a hard one at that.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œYea its been oozing since I knocked on your door.â€ Peter purred as he stepped closer to Laura he stumbled slightly as he kicked his clothes across the room. She pulled a pillow from the couch and put it under her knees.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œI could suck you for hours.â€ Laura said eagerly, wrapping her hand around the base of his ridged penis, and sniffed at itâ€™s wet slippery head. As she squeezed the base of his shaft a long stringer of precum stretched down to her tongue. Peter reeled and gasped as Laura gave his gland a firm-sucking kiss while milking the length of his shaft.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œOhâ€¦! Godâ€¦! Thank you Laura.â€ the young Peter crooned thickly as the forty-ish teacher gently stroked his rapidly throbbing erection, â€œArâ€¦are you going to suck me off now?â€ asked Pete as he ran his fingers through her hair.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œDo you want me to?â€ she asked softly, as another long drop of precum stretched and hung from the end of his big hard cock.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œOh yes, please.â€ he pleadingly asked and moaning added, â€œIt has been so long I feel, Iâ€™m going to burst!â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">While still masturbating him slowly she sucked the drop into her mouth then asked, â€œTell me, Peter, how often did you masturbate before you met me? Iâ€™m sure a horny young man like you gave that hard young cock all of attention it demanded.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œOh, yes.â€ he groaned, as Laura squeezed and stroked Peterâ€™s shaft and gland suckling on each testicle in turn, â€œI did it at least twice a day, sometimes three times a day; once in the morning before school, and at night after I went to bed.â€ And with an impish smile beaming added, â€œSome times I might cum twice before I went to sleep.â€ And after a long pause Peter embarrassingly added, â€œI used to jack-off in the shitters once in a while too.â€ </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œMmmmm, that sounds so sexy.â€ Laura sighed, while squeezing and suckling his big gland, â€œWerenâ€™t you afraid of getting caught? What do you think about when you masturbate?â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œI usually think about some of the girls at school.â€ Peter replied softly with a warm smile and then a look of concentration washed across his face, â€œFunny the fear of getting caught made me cum harder and faster.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œAny one special.â€ Laura pressed and nosing further asked, â€œAnd could you see her face when you were cumming in the john?â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œYes.â€ Peter hissed dreamily and then his body tensed and he gripped Lauraâ€™s hair.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œBe very still and breathe slowly and deeply.â€ Laura coaxed, â€œWhatâ€™s her name?â€ she asked prying further without stimulating the near ready to explode member.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Peter squirmed as his muscles tensed and his voice caught in his throat from wanting and not wanting cum or to betray her name, â€œUhâ€¦ it itâ€™s Beckyâ€¦ Becky Gains.â€ Pete moaned in surrender as the tensions grew, â€œLaura I am really close to cumming! The way you were squeezing the head of my penis felt â€˜soooâ€¦!â€™ gooodâ€¦! Itâ€¦ It feels like my heart is beating in my balls.â€ Peterâ€™s body was beginning to relax</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œHave you ever taken her out?â€ Laura asked and her stimulation still on hold letting just let the turgid member throb in her mouth and hand.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œOh, no.â€ Peter answered quickly, â€œSheâ€™d never go out with me.â€ And as his disappointment came into mind his taut shaft relaxed slightly.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œWhy not?â€ Laura asked as she began massaging his scrotum, and started mouthing his gland again and between slurps remarked,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">Â  </span>â€œIâ€™m sure if Becky ever saw your big cock, she would fall in love with you. I want you to close your eyes and think about Becky, I want you to pretend that she is the one putting your big hard cock into her mouth, and that it is her throat that will soon get soaked with your hot thick sperm.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œI suppose you are rightâ€¦?! but canâ€™t I pleaseâ€¦? Please I want to think of you? I like you, and it â€˜hasâ€¦!â€™ been you that has been drinking my cum these last few weeks.â€ He cajoled then grabbed two handfuls of Lauraâ€™s black hair and pulled her face to his curly hairs shoving his penis deep into Lauraâ€™s throat.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œIâ€™m sure if Becky had your dick cumming in her mouth she suck your cum down.â€ Laura argued after catching her breath from a soft gag and cough.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œI donâ€™t know about that.â€ he said doubtingly, as his penis turned semi-flaccid, â€œShe looks and acts like she is afraid to get it on her face much less in her mouth.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œDo you know what Becky would do, if she were here right now?â€ Laura asked softly as she quickened her ministrations.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œNo.â€ he gasped nervously, â€œWhat would she do?â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œWell.â€ Laura replied under her breath, â€œsheâ€™d do this.â€<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">Â  </span>Laura dropped her head, and took all of Peterâ€™s cock into her warm wet mouth, pressing his testes to her chin with one hand and fingering his anus with the other while nuzzling his pubic hairs with her nose.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œOh, Godâ€¦! Yesss...!â€ He hissed through clenched teeth, â€œThat feels incredible.â€ As Laura swallowed the full length several times, and then suckled on the head as Peterâ€™s rigid shaft swelled and pulsed in her hands and then singing out added, â€œOhâ€¦! Ohâ€¦! Right thereâ€¦! Just under the head of my dick, oh yeah, right there, mmmmmmmm, Yesssâ€¦! Massage that thick skin!â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">If there was one thing that Laura adored, it was having a young hard cock full of sperm, to suck and swallow, a cute teenage vagina full of nectar to suck on and drink was nice too. Peter had one big cock and sack full of testicles to match for his age, and he gave them to her eagerly. She had sucked the head enough to make his precum start to flow into her mouth, and she noisily swallowed every drop.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">He wasnâ€™t physically imposing. He only weighed one hundred forty five pounds or so. Laura was fixated on his big hard dick she always measured her boys to see how they compared; and Peter had a thick, seven and half inch boner. It wasnâ€™t just the length and girth of his dick that put him in the top-ten list; or the size of his testicles, nor was it the copious amount of semen, but the explosiveness of his ejaculations. She had never seen another man cum as much or as powerfully as Peter did during orgasm; one time after having sex in bed she found a thick rope of semen oozing down the wall, she mused as she looked at it slowly sagging and thought it had to have landed there after he accidentally slipped out of her vagina. Even during a second orgasm, it would explode into her mouth faster than she could swallow or surge out and run down her thighs when it was inside her vagina. </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">He was very highly sexed; it took three months of once a-day sessions, before Laura was finally able to suck him for extended periods of time, without peter ejaculating in the first few minutes. Although he gained a modicum of self-control, over these past months, he was still just a young man, as far as sex was concerned a very eager young man. Just then Laura felt his cock turn hot, and sperm oozed into her mouth. Then Peterâ€™s whole body stiffen, he exhaled loudly several times as explosive torrents of hot cum gushed into her mouth and down her throat. It squished out between her lips and Peterâ€™s pulsing shaft and spilled down Lauraâ€™s chin and neck. Laura grunted softly as she greedily swallowed the hot copious surges of sperm, and slurping loudly as she gasped for air. When Peter finally stopped cumming Laura slid his full length deep into her throat and held it there until she needed to breathe.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œYou did especially good for waiting a whole week.â€ Laura cajoled, â€œHow did that feel, Peter?â€ she asked softly then started suckling the head of his still erect penis.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œI saw stars.â€ Peter excited exclaimed and then adding, â€œI thought my toes were going to burst, and that you were sucking my guts through my penis.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Laura purred contently, â€œIâ€™m glad it took as long as it did. You taste wonderful.â€ And then she sucked down another healthy post-climax, squirt, milking his shaft with the fingers of her right hand, massaging his scrotum with the other, and suckling with her mouth.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œOh Laura.â€ he panted, â€œYou know just how to do me. I swear it feels like youâ€™re sucking my whole body, through my dick.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Chuckling softly under her breath, Laura asked softly, â€œDo you think Iâ€™m better than Becky?&quot;</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œNo question about it sheâ€™s just a nice fantasy, fantasy.â€ he replied and then added, â€œShe is nice and all and I like her even if she is afraid to get gooey. The tension began to grow anew. Peter looked down at Laura resting her forehead against his stomach and tenderly ran his fingers through her hair and whispered, â€œThere is more cum in my penis, please milk it some more. â€œYou knowâ€¦ Ooohhâ€¦! Yesssssâ€¦! That feels nice. You know we never made it out side.â€ He moaned raspyly while his shaft was deep in Lauraâ€™s throat and her nose in his curly hairs.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œYea that is okay.â€ Laura purred then placed Peterâ€™s turgid penis half way into her mouth, and with her lips she gripped it as tight as she could, as she encircled the base with her thumb and fore-finger of one hand, with the other she firmly squeezed both testes again, and then slid her thumb up the length of Peterâ€™s tube, and sucked his gland causing him to gasp loudly and his knees to quiver.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œIâ€™m sure she is one of your fantasies, but she is very real too,â€ replied Laura after swallowing more of Peterâ€™s sweet sperm, and then slithered on top of him and with hands free deftly slipped his hard member into her womb. â€œIf she were here right now, what would you do to her?â€ Laura asked teasingly while stroking his hardening penis with her undulating body.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œI guess Iâ€™d slip my hard penis into her.â€ Peter replied, as he pushed it deeper into Laura adding, â€œIâ€™d love to get on top and just ride her hard!â€ and began to flail as he pumped feverishly into Lauraâ€™s eagerly waiting vagina.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œMmmmmm, that feels wonderful.â€ Laura replied as her body responded to Peterâ€™s pistonning and as she started to buck into his thrusts asked, â€œWouldnâ€™t you want to suck her sweet little pussy first, and taste her sweet juices? You do remember what we talked about how best to use your dick inside a woman?â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œOh, yeah. I remember.â€ he answered breathlessly, after a moment of thought, He said slyly, â€œIâ€™ll bet she does have, a sweet tasting, little pussy! Eeeâ€¦! Ya eeeâ€¦!â€ Peter sang out loudly as Lauraâ€™s body coaxed him to another orgasm, panting for every breath Peterâ€™s body relaxed under Lauraâ€™s slowing orgasmic dance.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œYesâ€¦ I do.â€ came a voice from across the room cutting through the gasps of spent passion, â€œItâ€™s sweeter than any pussy youâ€™ve ever dreamed of. I promise you that!â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Peter jerked his head around in surprise, wondering who, else was in the room. Much to his surprise and delight, there stood Becky Gains, with just her white cotton panties on! â€œWhat are you doing here, Becky?â€ Peter gasped and stuttered from the shock, and while his dick was still inside Lauraâ€™s womb it turned hard as steel and pulsed to his heartbeat.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œI just wanted to see this super cock, for myself; the way Lauraâ€™s been prattling on about it for the past month and a half, well Iâ€™ve dreamt of nothing else.â€ Becky crooned, and as Peter stood Beckyâ€™s eyes grew wide and blinked, a drool slipped passed her lip, as she spoke, â€œI can see, she hasnâ€™t been telling lies Laura has been teasing me about it every time she sucks my pussy.â€ Becky paused to look at Peter with a beaming smile, and then gazed fixedly at his erect penis watching a stringer of sperm form and stretch from itâ€™s flared head, and at the base of the shaft and his huge shiny wet scrotum that held the eggs Laura cackled so about. Becky gasped as the stringer slipped into Lauraâ€™s waiting mouth and with a loud exaggerated slurp it vanished.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Peter seemed, to be a bit tongue-tied but obviously primed for action, so Laura interjected, â€œOh, donâ€™t let her intimidate you Peter, sheâ€™s got this nasty habit of acting like a smart little bitch, but she begs for more when she gets her sweet little pussy sucked on and warmed up.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">As the dazed look of surprise was replaced with a sly smile Peter sounding amazed said, â€œI would have never guessed you were into swinging Laura.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œI have a wide range of tastes; and my age has not effected my appetite, just my looks.â€ Laura brayed as she looked at Becky she added, â€œits Becky that got surprised at how quickly she began to fawn for my ministrations but like me it takes a hard throbbing cock full of sperm to slake our thirst.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Becky took her place next to Laura smiled and cooed, â€œAu Laura you know you are still a very beautiful woman and right too there just isnâ€™t anything quite like a cock gushing sperm into my womb.â€ and stuck out her tongue at Peter in a mock put down; and gave Laura an open mouthed kiss, suckling on both of Lauraâ€™s lips and then sliding her tongue into her mouth sealing their lips for a long passionate kiss. When Becky finely looked up smiling she looked right at Peterâ€™s erection, bobbing up and down in perfect rhythm to his heartbeat, and his huge hairy sack swaying as he wriggled.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œSee, what did I tell you.â€ Laura exclaimed softly as she diddled with Beckyâ€™s clitoris adding, â€œJust look at the incredible size of those balls, and the girth to his dick,â€ and then teasingly added, â€œHe came twice but he is ready to cum again.â€ </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œOh! My! God those are huge can I touch them, I want to touch and squeeze them?â€ Becky murmured, her eyes glistening and her breath, becoming louder, as she made glancing looks between Laura, Peterâ€™s face and his scrotum.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œYouâ€™ll have to ask Peter.â€ Laura whispered back to the now shivering eighteen years old.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œPlease, Peter,â€ she begged, as she fingered her clitoris too, â€œCan I hold them just for a minute?â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">For the first time since Becky had sauntered into the room Peter realized that it was she who was in need not him; although he wanted to ride her and ride her hard, he knew instinctively she was his for the taking. So he motioned with his hand saying, â€œSure, honey, go right ahead, be easy at first, and use both of your hands.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Gratefully Becky reached out, and caressed his hard cock, and testicles with her soft little hands, bringing a low moan from his throat, that turned into a full fledged groan as she squeezed his solid shaft sucked the big smooth head into her warm mouth, milking it with her hands as it slipped in and cooed as more of his post ejaculate spilled into her mouth.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œThatâ€™s my girl.â€ Laura said softly while sliding her hand into Beckyâ€™s panties and fondling all of her sweet genitalia.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Beckyâ€™s face turned a soft red as she looked on while Laura lifted up her dress, sliding her free hand into her own panties and started fingering her own hairy pussy, and cajoling musically said, â€œThatâ€™s my good girl, suck him off, he just loves cumming in a mouth, oooohhhhhâ€¦! God, girl suck him all the way in! Heâ€™ll cum for you Becky just milk those huge balls.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Peter had been sure that never in his life would he find a woman to compare with Laura. Much to his delight, the delicate little blonde was now using her smart mouth to swallow his throbbing penis, pushing it to the back of her throat and down. She was massaging his scrotum with one hand, milking his shaft with the free one, and exquisitely suckling his gland with her wonderful mouth. She was good but not Lauraâ€™s equal, and in some ways better her throat was smaller, but Laura knew exactly how to make a man feel really good and cum. If this were a few months ago, Peter would have already blown his load, into her hot little mouth. Now he has, a little self-control, and plus Laura had already milked his seed twice.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">He gently pulled Becky off his cock, and after giving her a lingering kiss, he sucked and bit both of her lips Peter quietly ordered, â€œTake her panties off Laura, I want to watch you suck on Beckyâ€™s clitoris, and nibble on her sweet little pussy lip!â€ </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Laura slid Beckyâ€™s panties down exposing her smooth bottom, kissed each cheek, looking at Peter and then slid them the rest of the way off, throwing them on Peterâ€™s face and he caught them with his teeth. Laura wrapped her arms around Becky and pulled her to the stool in front of her; Laura then parted Beckyâ€™s thin pink labia with her finger and thumb and as she peeled back Beckyâ€™s clitoral hood with her thumb she beckoned Peter to look, as he drew near to watch she sucked it into her mouth. Becky howled and groaned, her soft white skin turned red and bristled with goose flesh and turned slick with sweat. Becky entwined her fingers in Lauraâ€™s long shiny black hair began to buck her hips into Lauraâ€™s face grinding her vagina allover her face gasping, and groaning loudly. Beckyâ€™s own face twisted as if from agony while her body flexed and unflexed from the raging orgasm racing throughout her body and then Becky swooned, her face turned soft, her groans turned to cooing and then silence.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">With a wave of her hand a nod from her head towards Beckyâ€™s clitoris; â€œQuick!â€ Laura ordered, â€œYouâ€™re going to miss her sweet love dew, I saved some for you.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Becky was almost hyperventilating as Peter put his mouth and suckled the sweet creamy fruits of her passion, and in an overt display of lewdness lying on her back cradled in Lauraâ€™s arms her legs splayed widely as did her toes, with one leg held high another held low, her hips tilted upward in an open invitation, to Peter and Lauraâ€™s hungry mouths and racing for another orgasm. The creamy beads clung to Lauraâ€™s finger as she swished it over the bright red labia, and Peter joining in and licking them from the pliant folds with his tongue as Laura nibbled the soft flesh of Beckyâ€™s thigh.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Laura running her fingers up, and down the length of Beckyâ€™s genitalia covered by her downy hairs, opening her labia enough to see inside she whispered, â€œJesusâ€¦! Peterâ€¦! Sheâ€™s about to come again! Just suckle on her clitoris like I told you.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Compared to Lauraâ€™s huge raven black hair covered vagina, Beckyâ€™s was small, tight, and pink and covered with blond downy hairs that barely had a single curl to them; though Lauraâ€™s vagina was big she had perfect muscle control and could squeeze a persons baby finger and they both had just the right amount of plumpness, to drive a man crazy with lust!</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œKeep sucking my pussy you bad boy,â€ and added as she placed a hand on the back of Peterâ€™s head, â€œLaura has been teaching you what good pussy sucking is.â€ She paused as she bit her lower lip and Beckyâ€™s breath gust through her nose cried out â€œIâ€™m close, Iâ€™m so close.â€ Becky panted while running her hands all over her breasts and then over both of her lovers.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">She was somehow in control, and out of control. For the time that was all right, cause both Peter and Laura were hungrily eating her sweet pussy cream. Beckyâ€™s groaning moans filled the room as both lovers pleasured her with their tongues snaking out and into her vagina, on and around her hardened clitoris, while Laura licked and nibbled on her labia. Beckyâ€™s body began lunging from another shattering and wet orgasm; her pussy juices squeezed onto their cheeks and chins, like a floodgate had opened. Both Laura and Peter slurped up and swallowed as much of Beckyâ€™s creamy juices as they could. Soon Beckyâ€™s gasping cries turned to urgent demands.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œOhâ€¦! God, suck me!â€ she demanded while grabbing Peter by the back of the neck forcing his mouth harder onto her opened pussy, â€œOhhhh, Peter, ohhhhhhhhhhâ€¦! God! Laura; donâ€™t stop.â€ She gasped as her body undulated between Peter and Laura. She went silent as her body arched, legs lifted, and spread wide, and her toes splayed. As Becky lay there breathing heavily and running her hands over her body and gazing at Laura and Peter dreamily. </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Providing one climax with his mouth was a good start, as far as Peter was concerned. He looked at the two of them Laura was teasing Beckyâ€™s hard nipples with one hand and kissing her ear, and swirling her fingers inside Beckyâ€™s wet vaginal opening. Becky smiling dreamily still gulping each breath, Peter could see she was getting ready to cum again.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Laura looked at Peter smiling wetly, and whispered, â€œShe may have just climaxed but she is ready to cum again so mount her Peter use your penis like I told you.â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Peter slid quickly up covering her body with his kisses, while Laura reached for his cock, and rubbing it against Beckyâ€™s clitoris until she started gasping loudly then guided it deftly into, Beckyâ€™s hot, wet pussy. Peter drove it in, just past Beckyâ€™s labia, and then worked his gland with short fast rhythmic pushes. With Lauraâ€™s suckling Beckyâ€™s earlobe and teasing her nipples and Peterâ€™s flared gland stretching her labia Becky reached one very wet orgasm. As she bucked and squirmed between them Peter felt Beckyâ€™s vagina dilate and, hot juices squirt all over his seven and a half inch cock, and with several loud gasps her sweated body went limp again.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Peter knew; it was his turn now, and pushed until he achieved full penetration, with both of their pelvic bones were pressed together he took her upper lip and suckled it into his mouth. He put his full weight on Becky freeing up his hands. Peter searched for Lauraâ€™s breast squeezing it firmly and kissed her warmly, then watched Beckyâ€™s face, with his hard cock pressed deeply, into her groin. Peter gave a slow full-length slide burying it deep into her making her gasp loudly. He ground his pelvis against hers trying to get deeper. Peter started pistonning the full length his dick inside Beckyâ€™s vagina. The hot little girlâ€™s thighs spread wide and her hips thrust upward to meet Peterâ€™s downward thrusts, in just moments Peter began to moan raspyly, and lunging without rhythm, as his sperm spewed into Beckyâ€™s womb and squeeze past his shaft dripping onto Lauraâ€™s black pubic hairs then silence. Both Becky, and Peter spent their youth-full lust together, and they rolled off Laura and the two of them lay there quietly.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Peter lay between Lauraâ€™s legs resting his head on her breast and Becky was nuzzling Lauraâ€™s neck and kissing her ear. Becky looked up with an impish grin and nudged Peter with her foot. When he looked up she motioned subtly with her head, grinning slyly from ear to ear. Peter knew what she was saying; it was time for them to give Laura a working over. Laura was gazing, with her eyes half closed, as she rubbed Peter and Beckyâ€™s juices into her hairs while fingering her vagina. She didnâ€™t cum yet, but just the same Laura was in an orgasmic haze too, after helping the two young teenagers cum.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Becky slid her tongue over and under Lauraâ€™s lips as she moved her sleek smooth body on top of her, and began squeezing Lauraâ€™s large soft nipples turning them hard. All the while Peter was kissing and sucking the pliant skin on Lauraâ€™s thigh, and working his way up to her raven-haired pussy, leaving large red hickeys at each stop. Her large meaty labia had turned bright red as they began to swell and fan out and Lauraâ€™s thumb sized clitoris was now erect and pulsing. Her vagina had dilated to a roundish opening, and a shimmering thick cream slowly seeped out forming a glaze over her labia and black hairs. Lauraâ€™s breasts heaved as she loudly gasped and her body arched as Peter sucked her clitoris into his mouth, and buried his face into her thick, long, black hairs. Becky muffled her moans with an open mouthed kiss, slathering her tongue inside Lauraâ€™s mouth. Peter slid two fingers into her anus and swished his thumb over her labia. Both ministrations were quickening Laura to orgasm; her mature clitoris pulsing, legs fanning, and toes wriggling. Peterâ€™s thumbâ€™s rhythmic brushing her labia caused her abdomen to surge inward and then distend, her vaginal walls dilated. Laura shuddered and stiffened as her genitals erupted in a simultaneous explosion releasing a torrential flood of cum, sweat, and urine, and Laura went limp just as they did.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œGood Godâ€¦!â€ Peter gasped while resting his soaked head on her sweated thigh next to her still gaping pussy, and sighed, â€œI swear your both trying to kill me!â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">The two women slid together, cuddling and kissing each other, and both Laura Becky ran their fingers threw Peterâ€™s hair.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Deeply, Laura sighed, â€œYeah, but what a great way to go, right, Becky?â€</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œRight Laura.â€ Becky purred.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œThat is exactly right Becky.â€ Laura dreamily echoed.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">â€œOoohh yeaaahh you girls are right onâ€¦â€ Peter crooned as he kissed all four thighs</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">THE END</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="4">Â </font></font></p><p /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">I hope you enjoyed the story and are still with me. If you have comments please send them to â€˜ </font><a href="mailto:writermike2003@yahoo.com"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">writermike2003@yahoo.com</font></a><font face="Times New Roman" size="4"> â€™ any and all reasonable e-mails will be responded to.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1"><font face="Times New Roman" size="4">Thank you for your time<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">Â Â  </span>writermike</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><font size="5"><font face="Times New Roman">Â </font></font></p><p /> ]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 01:02:26 MST</pubDate>
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