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   After dating Kissy for a few months, she began breaking my dating ground rules.  One night, as we lay cuddling after sex, she said she loved me.  She had been getting more and more possessive, and wanted me to see her, exclusively.  I tried nicely, several times, to remind her of my divorce and self-imposed dating rules.  I even cussed her a couple of times in hopes she’d get the idea.  It didn’t work. 
 I didn’t need, or want, a steady girlfriend.  She said she understood, but continued to put pressure on me to commit to her.
 When she started dropping by without calling, I, reluctantly, came to the conclusion I had to do something rather drastic to run sweet Kissy Kat off.  I didn’t want to hurt her, but she was giving me no other choice.
 One Saturday afternoon a couple of buddies had come over to watch a college football game on TV.  As expected, Kissy Kat called and wanted to come over.  I rudely told her, “I’m watching a ball game with some friends, but, if you want to come over, get fucked during half-time, and leave, come on.” 
 Then it hit me.  I knew how I was going to
discourage Kissy Kat.  I would share her with my buddies.  The guys agreed that, if she didn’t want to be shared, they would not force her.  If she agreed, we could have a good time, and see just how much cock and cum her pussy could take.             
 About forty-five minutes later, Kissy arrived.  I handed her a beer and loudly said to her, “Go on back to the bedroom and get undressed.  It’s almost halftime.  I’ll be back to fuck ya in a few minutes.”
 About fifteen minutes later, it was half time of the football game.  I went back to my bedroom, and when I opened the door, I found Kissy laying naked on the bed.  With just enough foreplay to get her wet, I climbed on, and fucked her until I came.  As I rolled off her, I patted her ass and said, “Don’t move!  I’ll be right back.” 
 After taking a piss, I returned to my bedroom.  Kissy was still laying naked with her legs spread.  “Beautiful!  Hold on!  Don’t move!”  I told her
again as I stepped out the bedroom. 
 I then went to my living room.  I flipped a coin to see which of my buddies would be the first to try his luck with Kissy.  The winner was again told, and he agreed, not to force her.  With a big grin, and a hard-on to match, he headed for my bedroom.
 Over the TV, I heard Kissy yell, “What the hell are you doing here?”
 With a chuckle, my buddy said, “I’m here to fuck you!  We’re all going to share you.”
 “Like hell you are!  Get the fuck out!” Kissy screamed at him.
 My buddy came high-tailing it back down my hallway, pulling up his pants, and laughing his ass off.
 “I guess she’s not interested in sharing!”  He said, while buckling his belt.     
 He was rapidly followed by one pissed-off, half-naked, Kissy Kat.  As she ran out the door, she looked at me and yelled, “Fuck you too, you bastard!”
 I really did hate hurting Kissy Kat like that, but she never bothered me again.  If only she hadn’t gotten so possessive, so quickly. 
 About a year later, I met a gal named Terri.  Six months after that, Terri and I were married.  Kissy Kat just wanted to move too quickly from being a date to a steady girlfriend. 
   
  
     

Though it was not very fast, driving this little car took both hands; one to steer with the tiller and the other to operate the spring returned throttle. So, I looked at the excited kid’s sister and said, "You come too. You’ll need to hold Jr. down."

With a bright smile, she put the boy in the seat between us and climbed aboard. Melanie introduced herself, her son, Bobby, and thanked me for the ride. Though she looked to be about 14, as it turned out, Melanie was a 22-years-old mother. Her son, Bobby, was 5.

When they were safely seated, off we went. We drove around the neighborhood for twenty or thirty minutes. Bobby never stopped talking. He asked a million questions. Most of his questions were good ones. All of which, I answered as best I could to the satisfaction of a five-year-old boy. Melanie didn’t say much. She just sat there with a wide smile, staring at me, and intently listening to my every word.

If not for the fact that I was driving, I may have returned the favor and not taken my eyes off of Melanie. Even though she looked like a young girl, there was just something about her that piqued my interest.

Melanie was a petite young thing. At 22-years-old, she stood only 4’11" tall and weighed about 85 pounds. Little Mel, as I later came to call her, was as cute as they come. Her rounded, lightly freckled, face was surrounded by an abundance of well kept bright red hair. Bobby had the same hair. They also shared light green eyes. Her eyes were set over a button of a nose and full lips.

As the ride came to an end, I handed Melanie my card and asked, "May I call you some time?

Her smile quickly turned to a frown. She lowered her head, and, with a hint of sadness, said, "He’s not around much, but I’m married."

"That’s too bad." I replied. "If you need anything, or change your mind, give me a call. The number’s on the card." When I offered her my hand, she reached out and gently squeezed it. Melanie then turned and led Bobby into their house.

Bobby was a polite kid. Before going into his house, he turned at his door, waved, and yelled, "Thank you."

Several weeks passed, and I had let the memory of Melanie and her boy fade from my mind. Then, late one afternoon, out of the blue, the phone rang. It was Melanie, and she sounded upset.

With a voice just above a whisper, she asked, "Can Bobby and I meet you somewhere to talk?"

Remembering the cute girl and her little boy whom I had given a ride, I quickly agreed to meet with them. "Where would you like to meet?"

"Some place private and quite, please." With a bit of hesitation, she asked, "Can we, maybe, come to your place? Please." She softly asked.

"Well, sure, I suppose that’ll be OK. Is something wrong?" I asked.

"We just need to get out of here for a while. How do I get to your house?"

I gave her the directions to my home, and told her, "It should only take you about 20 minutes to get here."

She said, "OK" and hung up.

About 30 minutes later, Melanie and Bobby pulled into my drive. As I approached them, Melanie had her back to me. She was helping Bobby out of his car seat in the back of her car.

With a broad grin, I cheerfully said, "Hi guys. How ya doing?"

As she let Bobby climb out of the car, Melanie stood, turned, and said, "Not too well."

I was shocked! Her cute face looked terrible. She had a blackened left eye, her right cheek was bruised, her lower lip was badly swollen, and her eyes were red from crying.

"What the hell happened to you? Are you alright?"

She began crying and said, "I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t be here. I hardly know you, but I had no one else I could call. My family is back east and the few friends I have here can’t help."

I put my arm around her shoulders, and told her, "Come inside, tell me what happened, and I’ll do what I can to help." I then guided her into my living room, sat her on the couch, and brought her a cup of tea. I then got her an icepack for her bruised face.

As she sipped the tea, with tears flowing down her cheeks, Melanie went into a story of abuse at the hands of her husband, Rob. Bobby sat quietly beside his mother sipping the milk I had given him.

Melanie told me, "Rob drinks too much. He used to just cuss at me, but he’d do that sober. Lately, when he’d come home drunk, he’d hit me. Until today, he just slapped my face. Then, after slapping me around, he expected me to make love to him that night. Today, when he came home, drunk as usual, he started hitting me with his fist. Bobby started crying and yelled at Rob to stop hitting me. Rob then slapped Bobby and knocked him down. That’s when I knew we had to get out. You’re the only one I know around here that Rob doesn’t know. I hid your card the day you gave it to me, and he has no idea who or where you are."

"Damn, girl! No one should take that kind of crap. You and Bobby can stay here for a while, if you like. I have an extra room you can use. Or, I can help you get a room someplace. I have a friend who owns a motel. It’s not in the best area, but it’s cheap, and it’ll be safer than your place. But first, have you two had dinner?"

"No. We left as soon as Rob fell asleep." She replied.

"Then you two relax and let me fix you something." About 20 minutes later, I served them cheeseburgers and fries.

Shortly after dinner, I turned on some TV cartoons for Bobby while Melanie and I talked about her short and long-term options. She said she knew she could never go back to Rob.

Bobby was soon fast asleep on my living room floor.

"It looks like Bobby has decided to stay here. How about you?" I asked.

"I’d like to stay here a little while, if you don’t mind." She said.

"You can stay s long as you need to." I then gathered the sheets, blankets, and pillows to make them a place to sleep in my spare bedroom. There was no bed in the room, but with several blankets and a carpeted floor under them, Bobby and Melanie soon had a fairly comfortable ‘bed’ to sleep on.

Melanie carried Bobby to their room while I moved her car to the back yard. That way, it would not be seen from the street. Melanie didn’t want Rob, or any of his friends, spotting it. After moving her car, I brought their small suitcases with me when I went inside.

Melanie and I then sat on opposite ends of the couch, sipped tea, and talked for several hours. Her tears had dried, and she was beginning to relax. However, the stress of her day had taken its toll. She was exhausted. She apologized when she started yawning. She agreed when I suggested she take a hot shower and go to bed. We’d continue our talk in the morning.

As I cleaned the kitchen, Melanie disappeared into the bathroom. A short time later, she went to her room.

When Melanie left the bathroom, I took a quick shower and went to bed as well. I didn’t sleep well. In my mind’s eye, I kept seeing the cute girl, and her son, I had given a ride to. Then that picture would be quickly replaced by one of the bruised little gal that had shown up in my drive a few hours ago.

I heard Melanie get up several times that night. I guess she couldn’t sleep very well either. The stress she was under wouldn’t let her relax.

The next day, Mel went to the police and filed an assault complaint against Rob. Then she went to the courthouse and had a temporary restraining order placed on him. When she returned from court late that afternoon, she found I had made room for her car next to mine in the garage.

I ordered a pizza and popped a cartoon movie into the VCR for Bobby. Melanie and I shared part of a bottle of wine and chatted as we ate the pizza.

Bobby must have been starving. He ate nearly half the pizza. He sure was cute with his face covered in pizza sauce. The sauce made his face a match for his red hair. Bobby giggled when I teased him about his wearing more pizza than he ate.

After Melanie gave him a bath, Bobby settled in to finish watching his movie. Like the previous night, he dozed off on the living room floor. Mel carried him to bed.

After talking for an hour, or so, Mel and I were getting tired as well. She took her shower and joined Bobby. Then I took a shower and went to bed.

Just as I was about to doze off, I heard a soft knock on my bedroom door. It slowly opened. I looked up to see Melanie standing in the doorway. She was using a long, white, T-shirt as a nightgown. It came down several inches past her hips, so she was well covered. Lucky for me, the hallway light behind her was silhouetting her oh so petite body through her nightshirt.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

"I’ve tried, but I can’t go to sleep. Would you mind holding me for just a little while?

How could I refuse such a pitiful, but enticing, young girl? Without saying a word, I flipped my bed sheet back and held out my arms to her.

Melanie softly walked across my room and climbed into bed between my arms. Facing me, she cuddled up close, and I firmly, but gently, pulled her to my chest. She put her head on my shoulder and snuggled into my neck. Her left arm was draped over my chest and her right arm folded between us.

I placed my left arm under her head and neck and held her close. With my right hand, I caressed the back of her head.

"Thank you so much. I don’t know what we’d have done if you hadn’t helped." She then kissed my neck.

"Shhhhhh. It’s OK. You’re safe here. No one will hurt you. Go to sleep now." I whispered, as I softly kissed her forehead.

Melanie still didn’t go to sleep. She quietly sobbed into my shoulder and continued to kiss my neck while she let her left hand come around and begin rubbing my chest.

I continued telling her she’d be all right and stroked the back of her head. I gently kissed her bruised eye and cheek. Slowly, Mel turned her face up toward mine. Our lips met in the most tender of kisses I have ever enjoyed. As our kiss lingered, it became more and more passionate. When I probed her lips with my tongue, she opened her mouth and sucked it in. Our tongues fought a mock duel.

I moved my hand that had been stroking her head slowly down her back. I messaged her back while moving my hand lower and lower until I had a hand full of Mel’s cute little ass. Given her petite size, my hand nearly covered her entire left cheek. A firm squeeze brought a deep sigh from Melanie.

Melanie let her left hand slide from my chest, down my belly, and tentatively wrapped her fingers around my semi-erect cock.

I then moved my hand from her ass, up under her shirt, and slowly moved it toward her chest.

Suddenly, Melanie tensed, leaned her chest into me, and said, "Please don’t! Rob says I don’t have any tits."

"That’s OK, Mel. I think you’re beautiful whether you have tits or not." I told her.

"Really? You really think I’m beautiful? Even if I don’t have tits, you think I’m beautiful?" Melanie seemed surprise a man could find her attractive, let alone beautiful.

Holding her firmly to me again, I softly told her, "Mel, you have a great little body. I don’t care if you have tits or not."

"You really think I have a good body?"

"Yes! Would you do me a favor?" I asked.

"Get up, take off your shirt and panties, and let me have a look at you."

With just a brief hesitation, Mel took her hand off my cock, and slowly got out of bed.

I turned a small bedside light on. I wanted a good look at the sweet little body that had come to my bed. I could tell Mel was nervous. So, to encourage her, quietly, I told her, "It’ll be OK, Honey. Take your time. You have all nothing to be ashamed of."

Slowly, Mel pushed her white panties off her hips and let them fall to the floor. She was more embarrassed by her extremely small breasts than she was of showing her pussy. She then took the bottom of her shirt and began pulling it up her slender body. She quickly proved the hair on her head was natural. Her pubic hair was just a little darker shade of red than the hair above. As she continued to pull her top up, she revealed smoothly rounded hips and a flat belly. Again, she briefly hesitated, before pulling her top completely over her head and throwing it into the corner of the room.

Mel then looked like a little doll standing before me, completely naked, her arms hanging to her sides. Melanie was truly a beautiful girl, and she would only get better as her bruises healed.

It was also true she had very little, if any, in the way of tits. Her breasts were of the fried egg variety. They created only a slight rise above her ribs. She did have an absolutely fantastic set of nipples, though. Her areolas were over an inch and a half in diameter, and her nipples stood out from her chest like pencil erasers. They were at least a quarter inch long.

"Turn for me, Baby." I requested.

She slowly turned completely around. Her ass was small, tight, and very nicely rounded.

"Wow! Baby, you really are beautiful. I can’t wait to suck on those nipples and squeeze that ass." I told her. "Now, get back in here."

Through the pain of her swollen lip, Mel began smiling broadly as she nearly jumped back into my bed. "You really think I’m beautiful?

Yes, Baby! I sure do. Rob is a blind idiot if he can’t see how pretty you are."

Mel scooted tightly up to me and, without the least hesitation, grabbed my cock and started slowly stroking it to a full erection. She carefully kissed my mouth as passionately as she could without hurting her lip.

I grabbed her ass, squeezed firmly, and pulled her to me. Using her ass as a handle, I pulled Mel up to where I could get my mouth on her left nipple. As short as she was, she couldn’t continue to reach my cock when I pulled her up. So, she used her hands to pull my mouth to her chest. She was moaning as she pulled me tightly to her nipple.

As I sucked harder and harder on her nipple, it grew even longer. In no time, it was nearly half an inch long and hard as a little rock. I rolled her onto her back and divided my attention between her nipples. They were soon both standing hard and proud.

Mel was rocking her head back and forth while she held my head to her chest. Softly she said, "Oh yes! Suck my tits. Suck ‘em hard."

I was more than happy to comply with her request.

While sucking one nipple, and pinching the other, I let my free hand slide down her flat belly to her pussy. I gave her pubic bush a few gentle strokes before letting my hand trail down between her slightly spread legs. With my finger, I gave her one slow, pussy-lip parting stroke that stopped with an ever so light touch to her clit.

Mel’s legs practically flew apart. "Oh God!" She gasped. A few more strokes like that, and Mel was breathing rapidly, arching her back, and lifting her ass off the bed.

As she lowered her hips, I left her nipples and kissed my way down her body. She immediately began twisting and pinching her nipples herself. I ended my journey down Mel’s body when I was laying between her widely spread legs.

In a short time, I had replaced the finger stroking her pussy with my tongue. A pussy-lip parting lick again brought her hips off the bed again. After several more licks like that, I settled my lips on her clit and began gently licking and sucking that sensitive little morsel. I slowly increased the suction, while watching Mel’s face and hands.

Mel was loudly moaning, and her head was rolling back and forth. She was pinching her nipples very hard and pulling them outward from her chest. Her pussy was dripping wet. I released her clit and inserted my tongue into her love hole as deeply as I could.

Mel released her nipples, grabbed the back of my head, and pulled my face as tightly as she could into her pussy. As she ground her pussy on my face, she said with a gasp, "Will you please fuck me now?"

"No! I’m not going to fuck you. I’m going to make love to you." I replied.

"Oh yes, Honey. Do what ever you want to me." She sounded as if she was near tears again.

Kissing my way up her little body, I found it somewhat difficult to put my cock into Mel’s pussy and still be able to kiss her lips. I’m not that tall, but she was so tiny. Sucking a nipple while my cock stayed in her pussy was impossible in the male dominant missionary position.

Wrapping my arms around her, I told her, "Come here, Baby." I then rolled us over so she was prone on top of me. I took her under her arms and lifted her to a sitting position over my hips. As I lifted her, Mel folded her legs so her knees were alongside my body. She reached between her legs and held my cock. As I lowered her, she aimed my cock into her pussy.

Mel then took control. Kneeling over me, she took my hands from her sides and placed them on her little tits. I quickly began pinching, pulling, and rolling her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers.

After making a few minor adjustments to her position, Mel sat down until she had my cock’s head in her tight pussy. "Pinch my tits, Honey." She told.

When I pinched her nipples and firmly squeezed her small breasts, Mel sat down. She had fully impaled her hungry pussy on my cock. She had one of the tightest pussies I’d ever been in.

From that point on, I was just along for the ride. She rode me hard and fast. In rapid succession, Mel repeatedly lifted her pussy up and slammed it back down hard on my cock.

In a short time, I was about ready to cum. Though I knew it was hopeless, I did my best to hold off the inevitable. I wanted Mel to get all she could from our night together. I also wanted to stay in that tight little pussy and enjoy the ride as long as I could. Damn, that little gal could fuck.

Then, just as I began to lose control, and felt the undeniable urges of my balls to let go, Mel pitched forward, to lay on my chest, and cried, "I’m cuuummmmmming!" She quickly bounced back to her sitting position, raised up, slammed her pussy down on my cock, and ground her clit onto my pelvis.

I reached down, grabbed her by her hips, and held her cunt down on my cock as tightly as I could. I told her, "Me too, Baby." I held her tightly as I lifted my hips and pumped my load of cum deep into her hungry hole.

As our orgasms subsided, Mel fell forward onto my chest again. I wrapped my arms around her and held her snugly to me. "Oh Baby, you are one hell of a fuck. You’ve about worn me out."

"Me too." Mel said breathlessly. " It’s been years since I’ve gotten off like that. I hope we can do that again real soon."

"So do I."

As Mel lay on my chest, my softening cock still in her leaking pussy, she started to doze off. I asked, "Honey, do you think you ought to go back in with Bobby? We don’t want him to wake up and wonder where Mommy is."

"It’ll be OK." Mel said. "He sleeps by himself, and he may have to get used to it. If you don’t mind, can we stay here for a while?"

"Mind? Why would I mind having a beautiful girl like you and a cute kid like Bobby staying with me? I have just one question."

"What’s that?" She asked.

"Do I need to buy a twin or double bed for the spare room?"

As a broad smile spread over Little Mel’s face, she kissed me, hugged me and snuggled close to my neck. She kissed my neck and whispered into my ear, "Just a twin, I think."

We both slept soundly through the rest of night.

The next day, accompanied by a police officer, Melanie retrieved the rest of her and Bobby’s clothes from her old home. As she returned to my place and pulled into the drive, I met her with a hug, a kiss, and said, "Welcome home, Honey."

Little Mel smiled broadly and returned the hug and kiss. As Bobby ran into the house, she whispered, "Are you up for another round tonight?"

I pulled her close, discreetly gave a nipple a little tweak, and said, "Silly girl, what do you think?"

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

All but one, that is. There was one particular waitress who didn't like or appreciate us at all. She was an older lady who just wasn’t up to the noise and bustle of serving so many people at once. She was also a bit on the crabby side. We refered to her as Granny Grump. While most of the waitresses laughed and joked with us, and returned our smart remarks with comments of their own, Granny hated our racket. She especially didn’t like our self-help with the coffee. As Granny worked our group, she quickly became nervous, and her hands trembled.

Granny was indirectly responsible for my meeting Carol and her family.

The fateful night I met Carol, she and her family had, for the first time, joined our CB group at Sambo’s. Carol was a large woman. She stood about 5'8", and she weighed well over 350 pounds. She was married to Bill, also a large person. They had four children, two boys 6 and 15, and two girls 11 and 13. Carrie, the 13-year-old girl, was seated directly across from me at our large table.

As Granny served soft drinks and water to the children, a glass of iced water fell off her tray. Carrie, with a shriek, caught most of the cold water on her head and chest. Most of our group began loudly laughing after we realized no one was hurt. Nobody was upset over what was obviously an accident, except maybe Carrie.

Granny, instead of getting a towel to clean up the water, just stood there. She repeatedly said, "I didn't do that!"

Being a natural born smart-ass, I asked Granny, "You have ghosts in here, or what?" "Oh, I know, the glass just jumped off your tray and onto Carrie's head, all by it self." I said, with just a touch of sarcasm.

Wagging my finger at the offending glass, I said, "Bad glass! Bad glass!" The glass was thus duly admonished.

I then teased Carrie by asking, "Carrie, why did you pour that water over your head? Is it that hot in here?"

Carrie began laughing about her wet head with the rest of us.

When Granny didn't seem to be making any effort to get a towel, I took the initiative, got a towel, and gave it to Carrie. Carrie dried herself, and our evening continued.

With his apologies, the manager quickly replaced Granny with another waitress.

Over the next, few months, I became friends with Carol, and her family. They soon joined me as I raced my car at the local dirt track.

As it turned out, Bill was a workaholic. He put in sixty to eighty hours a week, every week, at his job as a machinist. Though he made good money, he was never available to his family. He was either working or sleeping. Only the racing seemed to give them an opportunity to be together as a family.

After a while, I had begun attending the kids' sporting events and school activities in Bill's place. One night, Bill told me he appreciated my help with his family activities. Little did he know, Carol had been giving hints she wanted me to assist Bill in other family duties, as well.

For several weeks Carol had been making comments and doing things that indicated she could be easily had. Comments such as, "I haven't had a sex life for such a long time," and "I wish I had a lover like you." She frequently asked intimate questions about my activities with my dates. Whenever she passed by me, she always let a hand brush my back or my ass.

One Friday night, after a tough evening at the race track, we went back to Bill and Carol’s home, and I had a few drinks. Neither Bill nor Carol drank that night. Bill was getting ready to return to work. He said they had a rush order to get out. Carol convinced me I had been drinking too much to drive home, and suggested I stay there. She said I could sleep on their couch. Before leaving for work, Bill also told me I should stay.

They were probably right. I had consumed a good deal of alcohol. Very soon after that, I removed my clothes under the blanket Carol had provided, I had dozed off. I was fast asleep even before Bill left for work.

The next thing I knew, Carol was on her knees in front of the couch, kissing all over my face, and rubbing my flat, hard belly. My job helped keep me in excellent condition. As I slowly awoke, I quickly noticed Carol had changed into a white, see-through, nightgown. I could easily see her huge tits.

With a smile, I asked, "Carol, what are you trying to do?"

Just above a whisper, she answered, "I've wanted you for a long time. Will you make love to me?"

Without saying a word, I reached out and cupped one of Carol’s tremendous tits in my hand. One hand was not enough for a boob that big. When I firmly squeezed her tit, Carol groaned, thrust her tongue into my mouth, and let her hand slide down to cup my balls through my underwear.

When we broke our kiss, Carol suggested we get on the carpeted living room floor. There was no way we could both fit on her couch. Carol lay on her back, and I simply rolled off the couch, and gently landed on top of her fat-bloated body.

In short order, Carol’s nightgown had been pulled off her shoulders and arms exposing her massive tits. Her nipples were already hard as stones and centered in silver dollar sized aureoles.

I had come to enjoy big girls and their big tits. With the alcohol I had consumed earlier still affecting me, I massaged, sucked, pinched, and nipped those tits with a great deal of enthusiasm.

"Work my tits hard, Baby," Carol instructed. "I like it when they’re played with real rough. Just don't leave any marks."

I didn’t leave any marks, but my enthusiastic attack of Carol’s tits continued for quite some time. The rougher I treated her tits, the more Carol moaned her approval. It became a challenge for me to see if I could get her to admit that her tits were hurting. After about twenty minutes of rough attention to her tits, I took each nipple between my thumb and forefingers, pinched very hard, and pulled straight up.

With Carol’s nipples pinched and pulled nearly a foot away from her chest, her tits looked like huge, inverted, funnels. Carol groaned, closed her eyes, and asked, "Will you please fuck me now?"

Carol had already raised and spread her knees. Her nightgown was bunched around her waist. She wasn’t wearing any panties. I pushed my underwear down to my ankles and sat on my heels between her legs. Her bush and swollen pussy lips glistened with her lubricating moisture.

As I placed my cock’s head at the opening to Carol’s pussy, she said, "I am very fertile. If you cum in me, I will probably get pregnant."

What the hell did I care? She was the one that was married, not me.

With one quick thrust, I buried my cock in Carol’s cunt. With a gasp, she lifted her ass off the floor to meet my thrust. Her pussy was a little on the sloppy side. I guess four kids can do that to a pussy.

Even though Carol’s pussy wasn’t as tight as it could have been, she sure used it enthusiastically. After my initial entry, she seemed to take over. She pulled me down to her chest and bucked like a rodeo horse. Her level of athletic activity surprised me. All I had to do was keep a firm grip on her tits as handles, hang on, and enjoy the ride. As her orgasm approached, she pulled the blanket off the couch, held it tightly to her mouth, and muffled her voice as she yelled, "I cuming!"

With one final thrust, Carol held her ass, and me, off the floor as her orgasm engulfed her. With a broad smile on her face, she slowly lowered her ass back to the floor.

Only then, did I begin to stroke in and out of Carol’s cunt. When I told her I was getting close to cuming, Carol held me tightly. In a serious voice, she again said, "You can cum in me if you want, but I will probably get pregnant."

A few more deep thrusts, and I pulled out of Carol’s pussy. I dumped my load on her bush and belly.

As I rolled off Carol, she brought a hand down to the puddle of warm cum on her abdomen. She spread my cum all over her belly, then put her fingers to her lips, and licked them clean.

As she pulled her fingers from her mouth, she said, "Mmmmmm! Get back on the couch, Baby."

I did, and Carol proceeded to carefully and thoroughly lick my cock and balls clean. When she finished, she kissed me and headed off to her bedroom for the night.

Saturday morning, nothing was said about our late night adventure. However, even her kids noticed Carol was in a very good mood. When Bill came in from work, she greeted him with a kiss and served him his breakfast.

Over the next several months, Carol, her family, and I continued spend time together. Whenever I wasn’t working, or didn’t have a date, I would frequently hang out at their place.

When a big late-model dirt track race was scheduled in Tucson, Arizona, I asked Carol and her family if they wanted to go with me. I would not be driving but watching from the stands.

It was a day race, and as usual, Bill had to be at work that evening. He had to be at work before we would be able to get back to town. He did, however, encourage Carol and the kids to go with me.

The drive down was uneventful. During the race, Carol would sneak pats to my ass whenever the kids weren’t looking. I was thinking I would probably get some pussy from her when we got home later that night.

After the races, we stopped for a bite to eat, then headed toward home. Dusk was rapidly approaching as we traveled north on the interstate. It had been a long day, and, with their bellies full, all four kids were soon fast asleep in the back seat of my car. Carol reached back and lightly touched each one.

When she was satisfied they were all soundly sleeping, Carol slid over next to me and kissed my cheek. She got no response. She placed her hand on my crotch and kissed my lips. My eyes never left the road. She asked, "Does anything disturb you while you’re driving?"

"No! I answered. "I consider myself a better driver than most people on the road, and I consider paying attention critical to what I’m doing. Knowing what's going on all around me keeps me alive on the race track and the freeway."

She said, "I'll bet I know something that will distract you a little. Let me show you."

With that, Carol unzipped my pants, reached in, and took my semi-erect cock out. With a final glance at her kids, she twisted in the seat and lay in my lap, facing my cock. No easy task for a gal her size.

I ran the power seat back so her head wouldn’t interfere with the steering wheel.

Carol began by slowly licking up and down the under side of my cock. In the mean time, she unhooked my belt and loosened my pants. That gave her unobstructed access to my cock and balls. By then, I had a full erection.

After several minutes of licking, a drop of pre-cum had appeared on the head of my cock. Carol very slowly ran her tongue over and around the top of my cock’s head and lapped up the pre-cum. She then took just the head of my cock into her mouth.

I gently stroked the short brown hair on the back of her head. I still hadn’t let my eyes leave the road.

Carol swirled her tongue around my cock’s head several times. She then proceeded to slowly take my shaft into her mouth. Her tongue continued swabbing the shaft as she took my cock's head to the back of her mouth then pulled up. When she again had just my the head in her mouth, she immediately started back down. She repeated the process over and over without hesitation. All the while, her mouth maintained a nice firm suction, and her tongue never stopped swabbing me.

After several minutes of Carol’s treatment, I whispered to her. "I'm about to cum." I tensed, lifted my hips, and began pumping my load deep into her mouth.

Carol took me to the back of her mouth and started swallowing as fast as she could. She swallowed every bit of my cum. She didn’t let a single drop escape her mouth. When I had finished cuming, Carol licked me clean, gave my cock’s head a lip-smacking kiss, and sat up. In the last fading light of the day, I could see a big grin on Carol’s face.

Looking at her grin caused me, for the first time that day, to take my eyes off the freeway.

"You really don’t let anything break your concentration when you're driving, do you?" She asked.

"Nothing!" I replied, as I reached over and firmly pinched her left nipple.

                             

Gradually, Melanie began to show a much happier side of her self. She would greet me as I came in from work by running to me, leaping into the air, and wrapping her arms around my neck. Her feet, dangling nearly a foot off the floor, would be swinging in the air, as she passionately kissed me.

When I thought she felt safe and comfortable with me, I began gently teasing her about her size. I’d tell her she reminded me of a cute, little, 14-year-old, high school girl. I’d then give her a gentle swat on her round, denim covered, ass. She always wore jeans that snugly hugged her hips.

Bobby, in the mean time, had settled in nicely. When he wasn’t running through the house, he was in the back yard wearing out Dog, my 1-year-old, male, German Shepard. In the past few weeks, Bobby and Dog had bonded to each other. They were nearly inseparable, except when Mel made Bobby come inside to eat or prepare for bed. I guess Dog enjoyed romping with an active 5-year-old more than chasing the sticks I’d throw for him. After a while, Mel and I decided to let Dog in at night. He would go to bed when Bobby did and sleep on the floor next to his new friend. It looked like I had lost my dog to Bobby. It was also looking like I had acquired an instant family.

One Friday evening, I had called to let Mel know I’d be working late. It was well past Bobby’s bedtime when I got home. The house was quiet when I came in. Instead of running to me and jumping into my arms as she usually did, Little Mel called out to me from the bathroom. She told me, “Make yourself a drink and relax on the couch. I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

“OK!” I called back. It had been a long, hard, day, and I could use a tall, cold, CC & Coke and a few minutes to unwind. I had downed about half my drink when Mel came into the living room. I nearly choked on my drink when I saw her.

Little Mel didn’t just walk in. She came somersaulting into the living room wearing a cheerleader’s outfit. She bounced up to her feet just a couple of feet in front of me. She held her hands tightly to her sides. Grinning from ear to ear, Mel said, “We’ll win tonight!”

I told this little doll standing in front of me, “Turn around slowly so I can admire my little cheerleader.” Little Mel practically beamed as she rotated in front of me. She had her red hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her knit top was royal blue with a gold “P” on her chest. Mel seldom wore a bra. She didn’t need one, and she hadn’t worn one that night. Her nipples, however, were making noticeable bumps on either side of the “P”. The extra short skirt was also royal blue with gold trim around the waist and hem. From my vantage point on the couch, I could see a pair of gold panties under her little skirt. She wore gold socks that had a blue “P” on the outside of each ankle and white deck shoes.

I was grinning like a high school quarterback who had just thrown the game winning touchdown pass. Although I knew she was twenty-two-years-old, given her small size, and nearly flat chest, Melanie looked just like a 14-year-old high school cheerleader. I finished my drink and told her, “Little girl, you look good enough to eat.”

“Oh, I sure hope so.” She seductively replied. “I’ll bet you didn’t know I used to be a cheerleader. Did you?”

“Well, hurray for our side! Let the games begin.” I said, as I reached out to take her hands.

Mel said, “Not yet! This is going to be our Friday night date. The ball game is over, and we’re going to the dance. When the dance is over, you might get lucky.” She had already stacked several of my old classic rock and roll LPs on the player.

While she started the music, I made us a drink. We danced to tunes from the 50s and 60s. Like a typical high school boy, I copped a feel at every opportunity.

Though Mel had tits like fried eggs, her nipples were fantastic and were soon trying to drill holes in her knit top. My caresses and gentle pinching had brought them to life. Little Mel emitted cooing sounds each time I squeezed her ass and pulled her tightly to me. Mel, in the mean time, had been stroking the cock growing in my pants. She cooed and groaned each time I nibbled her neck and pinched a nipple. I’m sure our dance floor antics would have caused the principle to throw us out of any high school dance.

After about half an hour or so of drinking and dancing, I held her tight and whispered in her ear, “Why don’t we go some place where I can see if you really are good enough to eat.”

“I thought you’d never ask.” She replied.

I reached down, grabbed an ass cheek in each hand, and pulled Mel up my body until her head rested on my shoulder. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs around my waist, and I carried her by her ass to my bedroom. When we got to the bedroom, she let her legs drop, and I lowered her to the floor. As she stood in front of me, I told her. “Let me undress you. I’ve never dated a cheerleader, and I’d like to strip my little girlfriend to see what you’ve got under there.”

“OK, but I want to do something first.”

With that, she dropped to her knees, lowered my zipper, and pulled my rapidly growing cock from my pants. Holding my cock up, Mel started licking my cock’s underside and balls. She sucked each ball, in turn, into her mouth and thoroughly swabbed them with her tongue. Then she slowly licked and kissed every inch of my shaft on her way to my cock’s head. Little Mel took a brief look at the drop of precum that had seeped out of my cock, quickly lapped it up, and took my cock’s head into her mouth.

I couldn’t believe the pleasure I felt from watching my cock slowly disappear into the mouth of the most petite and beautiful little gal I had ever been with. Hasn’t every guy, at one time or another, wanted a cheerleader on her knees in front of him?

Mel never let her tongue rest. It constantly danced around my shaft and head as she slid her mouth up and down the length of my cock. She was sucking like she was trying to get the first sip of a thick malt through a small straw.

It wasn’t long before I was ready to cum. I gently cupped her cheeks with my hands, and reluctantly pulled her mouth off my cock. As she looked up with her beautiful green eyes, I told her, “Honey, if you do much more of that, I’m going to cum.”

She smiled up at me, and said, “You’ve tasted me before, now I want to taste you.” Mel then went back to work on my cock. In no time, her powerful sucking and rapid tongue action had me on the brink again. I grabbed her ponytail and helped her set a pace that took me over the edge. As the first surge of cum rushed from my cock, Mel stopped bobbing up and down and held my cock deep in her mouth. She seemed to suck even harder, if that was possible.  She swallowed every drop of my cum. Slowly, she slid her mouth off my cock and gently licked me clean.

Smiling up at me, she said, “A little salty, but I can get to like it.”

“Haven’t you ever sucked a cock before?” I asked.

Still on her knees, she said, “I’ve sucked Rob a few times, but I never let him cum in my mouth. With him, it just seemed disgusting, especially when he tried to push it down my throat. With you, it was nice.”

Helping her stand, I hugged her, and said, “Thanks, Baby! That was a great blow-job and a special gift.” I then reached for the waist line of her top and began pulling it up. “OK, my sweet, young, cheerleader, let’s see what you’re hiding under that little outfit.”

Mel held her arms over her head, and the knit top came off easily. Her nipples were already rather firm. I wasted no time dropping to my knees and sucking one into my mouth. I pinched, pulled, and rolled the other nipple between my thumb and forefinger. Alternating between nipples, I soon had them both rock hard and standing out at least half an inch from her puffy areolas.

Mel was holding the back of my head and pulling my face tightly to her chest. She liked having her tits worked hard, and was moaning her approval. She had kicked her shoes off as I had helped her stand. As my mouth continued to work on her nipples,

I put a thumb in each side of her little skirt and pushed down. As the skirt and gold panties came down together, I kissed my way down her slender body. When Mel's skirt/panties were at her ankles, she stepped out of them.

Then, I kissed my way toward Mel’s pussy. As I knelt in front of her, I got another surprise. Little Mel, to maintain the young cheerleader fantasy, had shaved her red pubic hair. Her pussy was completely bald and smooth as a baby's ass.

“Oh, Baby, that’s beautiful. Now, let’s see if you’re good enough to eat.” I grabbed two hands full of Mel’s ass and pulled her freshly shaved pussy to my mouth. I kissed her pubic mound, and worked my tongue as far as I could into her slit.

Mel, holding the back of my head, began quivering, and said, “Oh shit!”

I stood, and cradled my little cheerleader in my arms. I carried her to the bed and gently placed her on it. I stood beside the bed, admiring her, as I finished undressing. She lay quietly before my gaze with nothing on but her gold socks with the blue “P” at each ankle. The sight of her flat chest, except for those fantastic nipples, slender body, and now bald pussy was the stuff that caused high school boys to have wet dreams.

I dropped my pants and my cock sprang free again. With a smile on her lips, Mel gave a mock gasp, and said, “Oh my! I don’t know if I can take all of that. I’ve never done this before, you know.” She held her arms out inviting me to join her on the bed.

“Don’t worry, Baby. I’m sure you can handle it.” I told her. With a grin covering my face, I climbed into bed next to little Mel. Continuing our fantasy, I slowly prepared my little cheerleader for what was to come. I very slowly and gently began caressing Mel’s chest while nibbling her ears and neck.

Though she had very small breasts, she was not completely flat chested. Over the past few weeks, I had learned Mel likes having her tits handled firmly. So, as I nuzzled her neck and ears, and she began responding, I used more and more pressure to squeeze her tits.

Mel was soon moaning and rubbing the back of my head. She guided my head and mouth to her nipples. I again alternated between her tits. I let my free hand wander down her soft, smooth, belly. When I reached her recently shaved pubic mound, I gently stroked the area as if stroking a favorite pet. I then let my hand slide between Mel’s partially open legs.

Mel widened the gap between her legs as I stroked a finger up and down her juicy slit. She was already very wet. Her pussy juices were running down toward her asshole.

When I inserted a finger into her pussy, Mel spread her legs wide and said, “I think you found the right spot.” After a few finger strokes in her pussy, I inserted another finger and began kissing my way down her belly from her tits.

Mel kept rubbing the back of my head.

When I reached her pussy with my mouth, I, oh so gently, flicked my tongue over her clit.

Mel then seemed to give up on the fantasy of being a young, virginal, cheerleader. Loudly, she cried, “Oh shit! Eat my pussy. Please, suck my clit.”

I was only too happy to do as she asked. While I continued to stroke two fingers in her hole, I softly wrapped my lips around her erect clit.

With Mel holding my head tightly to her pussy, I continued to flick my tongue over and around her clit. When I firmly sucked her clit into my mouth, Mel lost it. She lifted her ass off the bed, raising her pussy up to meet my mouth. I sucked her clit as hard as I could, and she yelled. “Oh shit! Suck me! Suck my pussy hard! Oh God, yes! I’m cuming! Don’t stop!”

I had no intention of stopping. I pulled my fingers out of her pussy, put her legs over my shoulders, and grabbed her hips. I then attacked her clit and pussy with a fury. My mouth and tongue were all over Mel’s drenched cunt.

As I firmly pulled Mel’s pussy toward my hungry mouth, she moved her hands to her tits. She forcefully twisted, pinched, and pulled her nipples. She came several times before lowering her ass back to the bed as she settled down a bit.

I continued to lick and suck her pussy, but at a more leisurely pace.

When Mel began to approach another orgasm, I teased her asshole with a finger. Mel gasped, and said, “You can if you want, but I’ve never taken it in the ass before. Please be careful.”

“We can save that for another night, Baby.” I told her. “Tonight I want to wear this pussy out.” Mel, still breathing hard, said, “I don’t know how much more I can take. I’ve already cum at least four times, and you haven’t even put your cock in my pussy yet.” Still holding Mel’s legs over my shoulders, I raised them higher and lined my up cock to enter her pussy.

As the head of my cock started to enter her pussy, Mel moaned and squeezed her breasts. “Mmmmmm. Give it to me hard and fast, Honey. I want my pussy to feel well-used tonight.”

“Ok, little girl. Here it comes.” Without another word, I used her thighs for leverage and slammed my cock fully into Mel’s tight, hot, cunt. Mel sharply inhaled before letting a long deep groan escape her lips. If she wanted it hard and fast tonight, that’s how she’d get it. I pounded her cunt as hard as I could until I was about to cum, again. I then dropped her legs from my shoulders and fell on top of her torso.

Mel quickly wrapped her legs around my hips and pulled me deeply into her pussy. We tightly hugged as I pumped my load of cum deep into her core. We cuddled a short time before dozing off to sleep, my slowly softening cock still soaking in Mel’s pussy.

My last thought, as I drifted off, was of the possibility of fucking little Mel’s virgin ass in the near future.

Before telling Mel of my plans for her birthday, I had made arrangements with some friends of mine to keep Bobby, Mel’s 5-year-old son, and Dog on Saturday night. Bobby and my, errr, I mean his, 1-year-old German Shepherd had formed a bond Mel and I felt should be encouraged. So Bobby and Dog went everywhere as a set. Saturday afternoon finally arrived, and we took

Bobby and Dog to the sitters’ home. They had a 6-year-old boy of their own and a large fenced yard. As soon as we arrived, Bobby yelled, "Bye Mom," and the boys and Dog noisily disappeared into their backyard. Bobby never even looked back at his mother.

Mel and I returned home to get ready for our evening out. Typically, Mel took much longer than I to get ready. When she finally came out of the bedroom, the wait for her was well justified.

Little Mel was stunning. She was wearing a dark maroon colored dress that accentuated the red hair surrounding her face. The dress was backless with a short, lose fitting, skirt that ended well above her knees. The top of the dress split into two pieces just above her navel. Those pieces formed a large "V" which somewhat loosely covered her small breasts. The breast pieces were held up by thin straps that were tied together behind her neck. Her shapely, stocking covered, legs ended in black, low-healed shoes.

"You look good enough to eat, Baby." I told her.

Grinning from ear to ear, Mel kissed me and replied, "I sure hope so, but later." She looked down, saw the swelling in my pants, and said, "We better go now, or we may never get to dinner." She offered me her arm, and we headed out to my car.

We had a wonderful dinner at The Islands, a nice sea-food restaurant that used to be in central Phoenix. By silently pointing it out to our waiter, I ordered broiled dolphin for both of us. Only after Mel said she liked it did I tell her what we were eating.

With mock shock, she asked, "You mean we’re eating Flipper?"

"Sure are, Babe. I guess he squeaked at the game warden one time too many." I replied.

With a giggle, she took another bite and said, "I didn’t know Flipper tasted so good."

After dinner, we went to a local movie theater. I forget what movie we saw. Most of the time, I was more interested in discreetly groping Mel’s chest. We had selected seats near the rear of the theater, and, as the house lights darkened, I put my left arm over her shoulder. In just a few minutes, my left hand had found its way inside her dress. I gently fondled her breast and awakening nipple during the movie. As Mel’s nipple hardened, she sighed, and laid her head lightly on my shoulder.

I don’t think she was all that interested in the movie either. Through most of it, Mel was lightly stroking my cock through my pants. During the film, her caressing hand kept my cock in a constant state of readiness. As she stroked it, my cock strained to be free of my constraining pants.

The movie ended, Mel turned to face me, smiled, and kissed my lips with a hunger that seemed insatiable. We held each other tightly, as we walked to the car. Once in the car, Mel slid over next to me and resumed rubbing the bulge in my pants.

As she resumed stroking my cock, Mel, with a sly grin, asked, "Are you suffering much, Honey?"

"I’m afraid my cock is going to explode if you keep that up much longer." I told her.

Without further talk, Mel lowered my zipper and released my throbbing cock from its constraints. It sprang out and stood at attention waving at her. It was well after nightfall by then. So, no one could see when she scooted her butt toward the car’s passenger door, leaned over, and took my cock into her mouth. After a few deep strokes into her mouth, she raised up, looked at me, and said with a giggle, "Go ahead and drive to the nightclub. I seem to have a little work to do here." She immediately dove right back down on my cock.

Mel was happily slurping away on my cock as I started the car and pulled out of the theater’s parking lot. Little Mel seemed to enjoy giving me head, and she was getting very good at it. By the time we had driven a mile or so, I was about to cum.

She must have sensed my impending eruption. Just as I was about to explode, she took my cock as deeply into her mouth as she could, cupped my balls in her hand, and sucked hard.

I gave her three or four good spurts of cum before I began to relax. Mel swallowed every drop of cum and licked my cock clean. She then sat up and scooted over close to me. She was grinning from ear to ear when she asked, "Do you think that will hold you for a little while?"

"Oh yeah, Baby. That was great. I think I can resist raping you for a little while, now." I told her, and I gave her a tender kiss. Her kiss was a bit salty from the load of cum she had just taken.

With a giggle, Mel hugged my arm and said, "Honey, you can’t rape the willing."

A few minutes later, we arrived at the nightclub. I ordered my typical CC and Coke, and Mel ordered a screwdriver. The drinks arrived just as the band began playing. A quick sip of our drinks and we hit the dance floor.

Over the next three or so hours, Mel and I drank, danced, cuddled, and groped each other. We were both getting hornier by the minute, and were constantly ready to jump each other’s bones.

Since I was driving, I drank straight Coke after the first two drinks. Mel, on the other hand, consumed five or six screwdrivers. By a little after midnight, she was somewhat tipsy. She wasn’t falling down drunk, but she was a bit unstable on her feet.

"What do you say we head home, Baby?" I asked.

"Hell, yes! I need to feel that cock of yours inside me. Take me home and fuck me, now."

"With pleasure my dear." I put my arm around her slender waist and walked her out of the nightclub and to my car.

As soon as we were heading out of the nightclub parking lot, Mel took my cock out and began sucking it again. As we pulled into my driveway, I grabbed a hand full of her red hair, pushed her head down on my cock as deep into her mouth as she could take it, and pumped another load of cum down her throat.

"Mmmmmmmmmm! I’m starting to like that more and more." Mel said, as she sat up.

After I helped Mel into the house, she called the sitter to check on Bobby. They told her Bobby was fine. He and Dog were soundly sleeping with their son in his room.

Little Mel then rapidly stripped naked, squeezed my cock, and said, "OK! Bobby’s fine. Come fuck me, now!" She then ran to our bedroom.

I locked the door, turned out the light, and followed her into our room. I found Little Mel lying face up on our bed, spread eagled, and grinning broadly. Her nipples were already fully erect and standing proudly above her large, puffy, areolas and nearly flat breasts. As my gaze wandered down her slim body, I was delighted to see she had shaved her pussy bald again. "Baby, you sure look good enough to eat."

"Well, get busy eating then." She said with a giggle.

Without hesitation, I dove between her widely spread legs and gave her a gentle lick on each lip. Then, I gave her a long, slow, pussy-lip parting, lick that started just above her asshole and ended at her clit.

Mel brought her hands to my head and pulled me tightly to her pussy. I alternately tongued her hole and sucked her clit. Mel was soon thrashing about on the bed. With a gasping voice, she said, "Oh Honey, yes. Right there!" She lifted her ass off the bed, and I firmly sucked her clit. Her voice became ragged as she cried, "Oh, oh, oh, God, Yes! Eat meeeeeee!" As Mel began to relax and lower her ass back to the bed, I put my hands under her butt. Cupping an ass cheek in each hand, I lifted her back up and continued licking and sucking her pussy. Between slurps, I told her, "You make good eating, Baby."

"Mmmmmmmmmm." She responded by raising her legs and resting them on my shoulders.

As I continued my oral assault on Mel’s cunt, I would occasionally tease her asshole with my finger. I noticed each time I touched her tightly puckered hole, she would quiver and raise her hips just a bit more. I pushed her legs up further and told her to hold them there.

As she wrapped her arms around her legs, I moved my mouth down to give a little more attention to her asshole. After just a few minutes of tonguing her ass, Mel was rocking her hips and moaning loudly.

I moved my mouth back to her clit and shoved a finger into her dripping wet pussy. When my finger was good and wet with Mel’s juices, I pulled it out of her pussy and teased her asshole a bit more. After lubricating her asshole with her own juices, I shoved my finger in her ass to the second knuckle.

Mel groaned and raised her ass even higher off the bed.

"Baby, I think I’m going to fuck you in the ass tonight. But first, I need to give you your birthday spanking." I told her. "Now, turn over and get on your hands and knees."

With a big grin on her face, Little Mel rolled over and got up on her hands and knees.

Kneeling behind her, I couldn’t help but admire the view. Her cute little round ass was so inviting. When Mel wiggled her butt at me, it seemed to beg for a spanking. Each cheek received three or four solid smacks. Not hard enough to really hurt her, but hard enough to turn Mel’s butt a light shade of pink. Each smack was followed by gently rubbing the area just struck.

While kissing and rubbing each pink cheek, I resumed fingering Mel’s pussy and asshole. Each time I pushed my finger into Mel’s ass, she cooed and pushed back. She seemed ready.

"Are you ready to have your ass fucked, Baby?"

"You can have any part of me you want, but I’ve never done that before. Please, go slow."

I, of course, did not want to hurt Little Mel. So, I retrieved a tube of numbing sunburn cream from my night stand. I had kept it there waiting for just this moment with Mel. The cream not only provided something of a numbing affect, but also gave the extra lubricant Mel’s ass needed.

I applied a coating of the cream to my cock. Then, I applied a generous gob of the cream to Mel’s virgin asshole. Using my finger, I worked the cream well into her tight hole. As I stroked my finger in and out of her asshole, Mel again began rocking her hips in time with my finger. Her eyes were closed and her head, hanging down, was swaying from side to side.

When Mel seemed to be ready, I place the head of my cock at the entrance to her asshole. With a quick, short, push, the head of my cock popped past Mel’s sphincter and into her virgin hole.

"Oh!" With my entry into her ass, Mel head jerked up and her beautiful green eyes snapped open.

"Are you OK, Baby?" I asked.

She look over her shoulder toward me, smiled, and said, "Yes, go ahead." She closed her eyes again.

Slowly, inch by inch, I pushed my cock into Mel’s tight asshole.

"Ummph, ummph, ummph." Mel gave a little grunt each time I shoved a little more cock to her ass. She soon had it all I had to give. I was fully buried in Mel’s virgin asshole.

After briefly waiting for her to get somewhat accustomed to a cock filling her ass, I very slowly pulled back. I stopped pulling back when only my cock’s head remained in her. Just as slowly, I pushed all the way back in with one smooth stroke. I very slowly, but steadily, stroked in and out of her newly stretched asshole. Gradually, I increased the speed of my thrusts.

Mel’s grunts turned to groans and then moans.

"Oh Honey, that feels weird, but kind of good." She began tentatively pushing back toward me as I pushed in.

After a few minutes of slow thrusting into Mel’s ass, she softly said, "Oh yes! That feels good. Fuck my ass, Honey."

Taking a hold of her hips, I began thrusting into Mel’s ass a little faster until I had a firm and steady pace going.

Mel was getting into being fuck in the ass. As I thrust into her faster and faster, she kept pace. She pushed back just as fast and hard as I thrust in. I was soon pounding into Mel’s ass as hard as I would have if I had been in her pussy.

Mel was yelling by then. Breathlessly she yelled, "Oh, shit! Fuck my ass! Fuck it hard! Harder! Fill my ass."

Tightening my grip on her hips, I slammed fully into Mel’s depths.

"Oh! Fuck yes! That’s it! Now, fuck my ass hard." She commanded.

I did. Using her hips for leverage, I slammed repeatedly into Mel’s asshole. She dropped her shoulders to the bed, leaving her ass in the air impaled on my cock. After just a few minutes of ramming that tight, hot, ass, my eruption was rapidly approaching. I breathlessly told her, "Here it comes, Baby."

Mel reached under her belly and began frantically worked her pussy and clit with her fingers.

She was still firmly returning every stroke I gave her. "Give it to me. Cum in my ass."

With one final, hard, plunge into Little Mel, I held my cock buried in her ass, and pumped a load of cum deep into her bowels.

Mel’s body seemed to have gone on auto-pilot. She continued slowly thrusting back at me. Her entire body was quivering. Her head was rolling side to side on the bed, while she constantly moaned.

I held my cock in Mel’s ass until I started to soften. When I slowly pulled out, a trickle of cum dribbled out of her ass and ran down to her pussy.

Mel continued to slowly rock her raised ass back and forth as if fucking some invisible cock. For a few minutes, she continued to gently finger her pussy. As she calmed down, she let her knees slide out from under her until lay flat on her belly. She exhaled heavily with a long, soft moan.

I gave Mel’s butt a gentle pat, and asked her, "Are you OK, Baby?"

She rolled over, smiled, put her arms around my neck, and hugged me tightly. Quietly she said, "That was fantastic. Can we do it again, soon?"

"When ever you want, Baby." I eagerly agreed.

We then held each other tightly as we drifted off to sleep. Just before we dozed off, I caressed Mel’s butt, and told her, "Happy Birthday, Little Mel."

She Gets It In The End

               Meeting Laurie
 A short time after returning home, Terri took a job at a local hair salon. A few weeks later, she brought a young, single, friend, and co-worker home for dinner.
 Laurie seemed friendly and outgoing, and she knew how to play chess. Chess is my favorite game, and Terri didn't play. She had tried playing a few times, but she just couldn’t grasp the game, didn’t like it, and quickly gave up trying to learn.
Therefore, I took full advantage whenever an opponent became available. So, Laurie instantly became a friend and competitor.  Â
 Laurie was only 19-years-old, and she was built very similar to Terri. She was 5’5”, a little on the heavy side, and had a hugh set of tits. Her cute round face always seemed to be smiling. I was fascinated by her.
 After dinner, Terri left us to take a shower, and Laurie and I set up the chess board. Several hours later, Terri had gone to bed, and I had beaten Laurie in three out of five hard fought games. I then took Laurie home, and she promised to return soon for a rematch. Â
 Over the next several weeks, Laurie came by to play chess many times. Our relationship seemed to be getting friendlier as time went on.

                Getting Closer
 Later that summer, Terri and I planned on attending a rodeo held in the northeastern mountains of Arizona. Terri had told Laurie about the event, and Laurie wanted to go with us. She had never seen a live rodeo. Of course, I said yes. I called Laurie to make sure she knew we would be leaving very early the following Saturday and confirmed she still wanted to go with us. I made sure she understood the rodeo would be a long day's event, and we would be returning very late that night.Â
 Well before dawn the following Saturday morning, Terri and I picked Laurie up and headed for the rodeo.Â
 The ride up was uneventful. The rodeo was exciting and the three of us had a great time. The bull riders seemed to really excite Laurie, and she was jumping out of her seat with every ride. Every time she jumped, her hugh tits would nearly hit her in the chin.Â
 I became excited as well, but not over the bull riders.
 After the rodeo, we stopped for dinner at a local joint. When dinner was finished, we began the four to five hour drive home.Â
 Terri said she was tired and got into the back seat. She was fast asleep within a half an hour. Laurie was soon nodding off too. She was sitting in the front passenger seat and leaning against her door. With every bump in the road, she bounced her head off the passenger door window. When I suggested she put her head in my lap, she quickly agreed. As she tried to get comfortable, I gave her a light pat on her right side.
 As she lay in my lap, Laurie began rubbing the inside of my right leg. It wasn’t long before I started getting a hard-on. So here I was, traveling down a dark highway, Terri asleep in the back seat, and Laurie making me horny. What’s a guy to do.Â
 I began gently rubbing Laurie’s side and gradually pulled her blouse out of her jeans. To make sure Laurie knew what she had started, I reached down, grabbed a hand full of jeans-covered ass and squeezed firmly.Â
 Laurie gave a soft moan. She responded by returning my squeeze. As she squeezed my leg, she pushed the back of her head into my hardening cock.Â
 I returned to stroking her now bare midriff and worked my way up to those big tits. We still had a three or four hours to ride, and I was in no hurry. I massaged her tits and gently pinched her nipples through her bra for quite some time. Occasionally, I’d squeeze or pat her ass.Â
 Getting bolder, I reached down and slid my hand inside her jeans. They were too tight to get more than my fingers under her waistband. A quick snap, and a zip, and I was easily rubbing her ass through her panties.Â
 Laurie, in the mean time, had slightly rolled onto her right side and started rubbing my dick through my pants. My hard-on was at full staff by then. She was moaning almost constantly. Â
 With Laurie on her right side, I took the opportunity to unhooked her bra. When I reached around and took a firm hold of her right tit, she loudly gasped. She put her hand on mine and pushed it hard into her tit. Her tits turned out to be one of her most sensitive erogenous area. When I found her nipple and gently pinched it, she put her hand into her pants and began rubbing her pussy through her panties.Â
 Whispering, I told her, “Here, let me help you with that." I reached down inside her jeans and began stroking the length of her outer pussy lips through her panties. They were soon soaked with her juices. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs as wide as she could, given her confined location. Reaching into her panties, I slightly opened her pussy and continued slowly stroking. She began firmly kneading her own tits with both hands. I began alternately dipping a finger into her tight hole and gently rubbing her clit. When she seemed to be near orgasm, I curled my finger so it was constantly rubbing her clit and still in her hole to the second knuckle. Almost immediately, Laurie closed her eyes, slammed her legs together, raised her hips off the seat, and mashed her tits together.Â
 When she calmed down, in a breathless voice she asked, “What was that?”
 “Haven’t you ever had an orgasm before?” I asked.Â
 “I guess not!” she replied.Â
 “I think you have now! Haven’t you ever petted yourself or let a boyfriend pet you?”
 She said, “Yes, I've played with myself, but nothing like that ever happened, and I don't have a boyfriend. Never had one.”Â
 “Then your a virgin?” I asked.Â
 She smiled up at me and said, “Yes!”
 She put her clothes back together and fell asleep in my lap. That’s where she stayed until I dropped her at her home. Â
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                Laurie’s Opening
 Two weeks later, Laurie again came over for dinner and a game of chess. After dinner, Laurie and I set up the chess board. Terri went to take a shower. While getting us something to drink, I decided to take a chance. Coming up behind Laurie, without warning, I reached over her shoulders and into her loose fitting blouse. I grabbed both tits and squeezed. She instantly gasped, brought her hands to mine, and held them there. She tipped her head back, and I gave her a deep passionate kiss. With another firm squeeze to both tits, I let her go and retrieved our drinks. Nothing further happened that night, but I could tell Laurie was on edge. Later, with another passionate kiss, she left for home.Â
 A few days later, Laurie called and told me she had played with her self for hours after getting home after our last chess game. She had been unable to get off like she had on the ride home from the rodeo.
 The next time I saw Laurie was a weekday afternoon. She had the day off while Terri worked. She arrived unannounced supposedly to play chess. The chess board never got set up.
 As we sat on the couch talking, we began petting each other. Laurie was rubbing my thigh while I rubbed her clothed tits. She was soon rubbing my dick through my pants. That produced a ragging hard-on.                          Â
 She told me that after our ride home from the rodeo, she realized she knew practically nothing about sex. Her parents had never spoken of the subject to her. They changed the subject whenever she asked questions. So, she had been reading every how-to book she could find on the subject.Â
 “What have you learned?” I asked.
 “Let me show you.”
 With that Laurie unzipped my pants and took out my hard dick. What a relief. She stroked my dick and kissed its head. She then licked the entire shaft and sucked my balls. Then, without a word, she took me into her mouth. She slowly slid her mouth up and down my dick stopping when she got to the entrance to her throat. She was sucking hard the whole time.Â
 In the mean time, I had unbuttoned her blouse and released her bra. I was firmly squeezing her tits and pinching her hardening nipples.              Â
 It didn’t take long before I told her I was about to cum. Instead of taking her mouth off my dick, she put it to the back of her mouth. A couple of seconds later, she pushed down and swallowed my entire length down her throat. As soon as she had me completely in her throat, she pulled up to where only the head was still in her mouth. Without hesitation, she dove all the way back down on my dick. She repeatedly swallowed and pulled off my dick until I started cuming. Even then, she didn’t stop deep-throating me. She just bobbed up and down faster. She took my entire load down her throat.Â
 When I finished cuming, she pulled off my dick and licked me clean.Â
 “Wow! That was the best blow-job I have ever gotten. Where did you learn that?”
 With a giggle, she said, “Really? I told you I’ve been reading. One of the books I read was on oral sex. I’ve been practicing with bananas and carrots. I thought it sounded like fun.”
 “Was it?”
 With a shy grin, her response was a simple “Uh hu,”
 “Well then, you’re going to love what happens next because it’s my turn to return the favor.”
 With that, I took her hand and led Laurie to the bedroom. We finished undressing each other before lying down.
 I began by sucking and gently nipping her nipples until they were fully erect.   Laurie said, "Damn, my nipples have never been so hard."Â
 I then licked my way down her belly, pausing at her belly-button to give it some attention. Proceeding to kiss mey way down her plump body, I was soon at Laurie's virgin pussy.Â
 Laurie tentatively spread her legs, and I crawled up between them.Â
 As I began licking up and down her sweet slit, she slowly spread her legs wider and wider. She was already soaking wet with her lubricating juices. I separated her outer pussy lips with my tongue, and she started moaning loudly. When I reached her clit, I licked and sucked it until she placed her hands on the back of my head and pulled me firmly to her pussy. As I ground my lips and tongue into her hot hole and clit, Laurie had the second orgasm of her life.Â
 She wildly thrust her hips up to me while moaning, “Oh yes! Oh shit! That feels so good.”
 I continued to minister to her pussy with my tongue as she slowly relaxed.
 I then moved up to lay beside her, and she licked her juices off my face. Holding each other closely, Laurie asked, “Are you going to make love to me?”
 “Only if you want me to.” I answered.
 “Will it hurt?”
 “Probably some.” I told her.
 Laurie pulled on my arm to urge me on top of her, and said, “Please, be gentle.”Â
 As I positioned my dick at the entrance of her virgin love hole, I could tell she was getting tense. So, I slid down and warmed her up a little more with my tongue. She raised her knees and was rapidly humping my tongue. I again moved to position my dick at her hole. She smiled and closed her eyes.Â
 With a gentle push, I inserted the head of my dick into her opening. Two or three inches more and I was pushing at her hymen. I took a few short strokes without breaking through her cherry.Â
 She was so naive. She said, "You feel good in me. It doesn’t hurt at all."
 I told her, "We haven’t popped your cherry yet." I returned to pressing against her hymen and told her, "If I go any further, you will no longer be a virgin." Holding still, I asked if she wanted me to continue.Â
 She answered by squeezing my neck, raising her knees, spreading her legs wider, and whispering, “Please, yes.”
 I pulled back until only the head of my dick was in her pussy. With one smooth long push, I fully entered her. Her hymen gave some light resistance before giving way as I passed through. Laurie gave a yelp and held me tightly. When I had me cock fully buried in her freshly opened pussy, I held still for a short time to allow her to get used to this new experience.Â
 Before continuing, I asked her if she was OK. She said it hurt but not too bad. She said she wanted me to go on. I began slowly pumping in and out of Laurie's tight pussy. Since I had already cum from her great blow-job, it took a while before I was ready to cum again. By that time, Laurie was starting to enjoy her first fuck. Trying to remember I had promised to be gentle, I warned her I was about to cum, and I wanted to pump into her a little harder.Â
 She grinned and said, “Good!”
 Slowly picking up speed, I was soon hammering in and out of her tender pussy.Â
 Laurie had a slight grimace on her face. Any pain she felt didn’t stop her from wrapping her legs around me and returning my thrusts. With one final hard, deep, thrust, I buried myself in Laurie's pussy and came deep inside her newly opened pussy.Â
 Laurie arched her back and used her legs to pull me as deep as possible into her.
 We stayed locked together until my cock softened. I pulled out of her and we cuddled closely. As we lay with her head on my shoulder, Laurie hugged me and softly cried.Â
 I asked, "Why the tears, Honey?"
 She said she was sorry she had waited so long to have sex and thanked me for being so gentle with her.
 Over the next few months, Laurie and I had numerous rendezvous. We either fucked, which she was really getting into, or she gave me one of her fantastic deep-throat blow-jobs.
 That fall, Laurie moved out of state, and I never saw her again. I believe somewhere out there is one well fucked and sucked guy. I hope he knows just how lucky he is to have a lover like Laurie.                     Â
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            Needs Work
  1. I had to make all the moves, you need to be more assertive if you want more screwing
  2. You never offered to use you hands on my cock
  3. If you don’t know how, learn to give oral sex
  4. Dress more provocatively at home (I had seen her in her usual worn pants and old blouses)
 I told Jean, if she wanted to get John interested in her again, she needed to take charge of their love life. Concentrate on her good points, and try to work on her weaker qualities. I continued, “Bring back the pretty, sexy girl he married.” Since she always seemed busy with the kids, I told her to have them spend the night at their grand parents’ home a couple times a month. On those nights, she needed to “date” her husband, even if they didn’t leave their house.
 She still looked great, and I knew John would be interested in her if she showed some interest in him. A man wants his wife to be a lady in public, but a whore at home, especially a wife that looks as good as Jean does.Â
 Jean took the pad, removed the sheet with her lists, carefully folded it, and put it in her purse. She got up to leave, and I accompanied her to my door. At the door, she firmly hugged me, kissed my cheek, and again said, “Thank you.”
 As she went down my walk, I asked her to let me know how things worked out. If John didn’t want her, she was always welcome at my place.Â
 The next time I saw Jean, she was with John at a community gathering. They were walking arm and arm. When Jean saw me, she winked and broke into the biggest smile I’d ever seen on her face. She leaned on John’s shoulder as they walked away. I guess her test and evaluation had worked out for the best.                                                                 Â

Rail lived only fifteen minutes from my place. In the time it took me to drive to her apartment, she would take a quick shower, make us drinks, dim the lights, and put on some soft music. When I arrived, I would frequently find her stretched out her bed wearing nothing but her panties.

Rail never wore a bra. As skinny as she was, she didn’t need one. She had practically no tits, but she did have an impressive pair of nipples. When her nipples were erect, they were over a half inch long and about as thick as AAA batteries.

As I entered her apartment, I’d shed my clothes and join her in bed. By the time I took the first sip of my drink, Rail would be nude and curled up next to me. We would hold each other close and cuddle while we talked a bit. Then, when I finished my drink, we would get down to some serious fucking.

What Rail lacked in appearance, she more than made up for in enthusiasm. As I finished my drink, Rail would stroke my cock to a full erection. Sometimes, due to having too much to drink that night, I would have difficulty getting it up. Rail knew just what to do. She would drop down and suck my cock. She’d only quit when she had me hard enough to please her hungry pussy.

Rail liked it hard and fast. If I was tired, or humping too slow for her, she was not a bit bashful about taking control. She’d roll me onto my back, squat on my cock, and ride me hard until she came. Sometime during the process, I usually dumped a load of cum in her pussy. If not, she’d finish me off with a hard-sucking blow job.

A short time after we had both cum at least once, I’d give her a pat on the ass, a quick kiss, and be on my way home. Every guy needs a go-to girl.