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True Love Can't Be Lost Disclaimer: This story is purely fiction, it is based on a dream I once had. This story is strictly for reading enjoyment purposes only. DO NOT ATTEMPT TO RECREATE OR COPY!! Hi my name is Matthew Clark. I am 23 yrs old and I have black hair and blue eyes. I stand 5 ft tall and I weigh around 120 pounds. My penis is 6 inches long and I am circumcised.The story I am about to tell you is one of bestfriends. Its also a story of love and compassion. In this story I lose my virginity and I gain something back in the process, a girlfriend, and later on a wife and family. So sit back and relax, and maybe remove some clothing if you have to. It all started six yrs ago when I went to a dirt race track one friday night here in rural southern Missouri. It was my first time and I was sitting there watching one of the classes run their race and I saw a female driver whos name I later found out was Courtney Mitchell. At the time she was driving a Street Stock race car. She started her race in 10th and ended up finishing 3rd. So after all the races were over with I knew I had to go down to the pits to meet this girl. When I got back there I expected to meet someone who was in their late 20s but what I saw surprised me. I saw a beautiful brunette with big brown eyes who was tall and slim. All around a good looking girl. So we introduced ourselves and I congratulated her on the third place finish. I found out that she was alittle older than I was at 18 yrs old. I sat there next to the car and we talked for about a half hour or so while she signed a few autographs with some of the other fans and took some pictures. After that night, we just seemed to kind of hit it off really well and we eventually became really close friends over the next year. She drove a Street Stock for another year. In 2006 she finished the season with 2 feature wins, several heat race wins and 17 top ten finishes. All in all a fantastic season to say the least. By the end of the year she finished the season in 2nd place in the State Street Stock point standings. She was very pleased with how she finished her season and we went out to a local pizza place to celebrate. We would hang out together quite a bit but not all the time. The following season in the summer of 2007 she decided she wasnt going to drive a Street Stock anymore. She switched over to a bigger class known as the Modified Series. It took her some getting use to how the car handled and she struggled the first three or four weeks of the season finishing no better than 10th place in each of her feature races. Finally five or six weeks later something clicked with her and she ended up winning her feature race. She was so excited as she climbed out of the car and she was so overcome with emotion that she could barely do her postrace interview and pose for pictures. After she finished her interview and pictures she climbed back in the car and drove it around to the pits where I met up with her and I congratulated her on the win. Then she did something that surprised me but I like it, she gave me a hug. As we got to talking she said that later that night she had planned a party if she won her feature race, and she was wondering if I could make it to the party and that anyone who wanted to stay the weekend at her parents house could do so. I called my mom and she agreed so I got Courtney's address and I was surprised to find out that she actually lived just two towns East of where I live. So we said our goodbyes and she gave me another hug and I headed toward my truck. As I walked away she called back to me and I walked over to her again. She said, hey why don't you run home and get the stuff you need and then I can give you a ride to my house so you save on gas money. I thought about it for a minute and said "Sure why not." So I ran home and quickly packed my overnight bag said my goodbyes to my parents and headed back out the door and drove back to the track and I put my stuff in the back of Courtney's 2007 Chevrolet Silverado. Then we finished loading the car on the trailer and got in the truck for the drive to her house. On the way there we talked about racing and then some how it turned to more personal stuff like relationships and things like that. I told her that I was single and she admitted she was too. So about 25 minutes later at around 10:30, we arrived at her house. I was impressed with the size of the place. 3 bedrooms 2 bathrooms. a game room, a kitchen, 4 closets. I absolutely fell in love with this house the minute I saw it. So we got out of the truck and unloaded the trailer and race car and put everything in the garage in the back of their driveway. After that we went in the house and she introduced me to her family. I shook her parents hands and sat down and talked with her parents while she changed clothes and got ready for the party. Around 11:30 that night, guests who made the drive from the track to her house started to arrive and we all sat down and enjoyed some finger foods and some drinks and movies. We all just enjoyed the hell out of ourselves. The party went on until around 2 am and then everyone began to leave. The last guest left around 2:30 and Courtney's parents decided clean up could wait until tomorrow. I was the only one who could actually stay there that weekend, everyone else had either made other plan or had to work. So her parents gave me pillows and blankets and I slept in the extra guest bedroom which happened to be right next door to courtney's room. I lay in bed watching tv and around 5 in the morning I heard a knock so I quietly got out of bed and answered the door. When I opened it I found Courtney standing there wearing a long t-shirt. It was long enough it came down to her lower thighs so I wasnt for sure if she had anything on underneath it. She said that she couldnt sleep and she knew I wasnt alseep because she heard the tv on in here so she wanted to come in and talk for a bit. So she sat in the empty space on the other side of the bed and we sat and talked about nothing in particular. After a while she laid back in the bed and I began to tell her about my Childhood and what it was like growing up in Northern Nebraska. As I was telling her about my childhood I heard her breathing Deepen and I heard soft snoring and I looked over and she was completely asleep, So I just laid back and fell asleep with her. The next morning, I woke up and she was snuggled into my side and one hand was wrapped around her back and was resting on her right buttcheek while my other hand was resting on her right side by her ribs. After a while I opened my eyes slowly, only to look at her and see her staring right at me. Instantly my hands jerked away from her body and she groaned "dang I havent been held like that in years and you quit." All I could do was apologize for where my one hand was at. She said "hey dont worry about it, its not like you were molesting me" she said with a smile and a giggle. I smiled and giggled along with her. We laid in the bed with me holding her again for another 30 minutes and then all of a sudden there was a knock on the door and her mom popped her head in and said "Have you seen cour......Oh hi honey just was looking for you" she gave us a strange look, So I explained that Courtney came into unable to sleep lastnight and we sat and talked until she fell asleep" her mom said "no explanation needed Matt, you both are responsible adults" So her mom left the room and we both got up and showered (separately of course) and spent the day laying around the house watching NASCAR racing. As the weekend progressed we spent increasingly more time together and by sunday night we were almost inseparable. Finally at 6 o'clock Sunday night I had to go home As much as I wanted to stick around I had no choice. So I had Courtney drive me back to the race track where I left my truck. As I got out of the car she said "hey matt I had a great weekend thanks for coming to the party, maybe we can do that again before the season is over with" I said "yea I had a fantastic weekend too thanks Courtney, im really glad we've become good friends" Just before I started walking away she leaned over in the front seat and give me another one of her amazing hugs that I love. As I lay in bed that night I couldt help but think about her as I drifted off to a deep relaxing sleep. Chapter 2: A Night They Will Never Forget Over the Next few weeks Courtney didnt get any feature wins but she did manage to win several heat wins. In fact for two Whole months she didnt finish better than a 5th in each of her feature races. Finally, one night she started her feature in the back of the field after making some adjustments to her motor and with three laps to go she took over the lead and never let it go from that point on. After she took the checkered flag she started doing donuts in the infield. During her interview she was so excited she was talking a hundred miles an hour. After the interview we met in the pits like usual and I helped her load the trailer and the car up. Just like a few months ago she invited me to Spend the weekend at her house. "Another weekend party?" I replied. She said "nope just wanted to be with you as much as possible, you are a neat person to be with." I thought about it like usual and as like last time I of course accepted the invitation so I ran home and got my overnight bag and we again took her truck and drove to her house. After we got the car and trailer unloaded we went inside and just as I was going to join her parents in the living room she dragged me to her room. so we get to her room and she said "I hope you dont mind if I shower and change clothes." I said "no I dont mind ill just wait right here until you get back" She just looked at me and began removing her clothes and I saw what she was doing and I spoke up and said "oh if you want I can leave the room and give you privacy, I thought you were going to do that in the bathroom" she said "would you like me to change in the bathroom?, would that make you more comfortable?" I replied "courtney, if you dont mind changing in front of me go right ahead I promise I wont gawk." So she did. I watched her undress completely and I glanced at her a few times. She was around 5 ft 6 weighing maybe 130 pounds soaking wet. She had brown hair and brown eyes. Im guessing she was wearing a 34B bra. Her stomach was very flat, toned and defined. She had a small patch of dark brown almost black pubic hair just above her vagina. As the rest of her, her legs were slim and long and very well define. As my eyes moved back up her body, our eyes met and I quickly turned away from her as my face reddened and began to burn. she strolled over to me and gave me a hug from behind and whispered in my ear "I dont mind if you look, its kind of flattering" I kept my back turned to her but I smiled. she walked out of the room across the hall to the bathroom and took a shower. she walked back into the room wrapped in towel but instead of getting dressed she took off the towel and stayed naked. she went over and sat on her bed and began painting her finger nails. I thought about it and I knew this was my chance for some close contact so I went over and offered to do her toenails. She of course agreed and handed me the bottle of fingernail polish and I went to work on her toes. I used a firm pressure so as to not tickle her feet. I almost finished her toes without tickling her feet but as luck would have it, the last toe tickled her and she fell on the bed laughing and she began to tickle me which caused us to end up in a wrestling match. We wrestled around for about 5 minutes and all of a sudden we both stopped and I leaned in to give her a kiss on the lips. I made contact with her lips for maybe two seconds and I pulled back and released the kiss. "im sorry courtney I shouldnt have done that" she said "you didnt hear me complaining did you?" as she said that, she leaned back in and continued the kiss and actually opened her mouth and slid her tongue gently into my mouth. I returned the kiss and ran my hand down her naked back to her butt. as I carressed her butt she ground into me more and kissed me more enthusiastically. As we continued to kiss we slid further up into the bed and laid down. While we made out my hands were softly and lovingly caressing the back half of her body and she was moaning in pleasure. "OHHH MATT....... THAT FEELS SOOO GOOD" I continued my caressing as we continued to kiss and she then said something that I knew would eventually happen but I wasnt sure when or who it would be with. "Matt lets make love baby, this feels so right." I just smiled at her as I began to undress. As I undressed she reached into her bedside drawer and pulled out a condom and I laid next to her in the bed and laid on my back with my six inch erect penis pointing toward the ceiling. After she unwrapped the condom, she placed it over the head of my penis and rolled it down my shaft. as she did this I held my breath because I was so hard I was close to cumming. After she had the condom on my penis she said "ok im going to sit down on you slowly, this is only my second time so take it easy on me" I just nodded. She slowly straddled my groin and sat down on it gently. As it slipped into her it went from total cold to total heat as her body sank down my my penis shaft. When she slid down on it I groaned and waited for her to nod signaling it was ok to start making love to her. after about thirty seconds or so, she nodded and I slowly began sliding out of her and got about halfway out and then slowly slid back into her. I changed my mind and said. "hey Courtney, with you being on top it would be so much easier for you to control how much force is used so how about you control the speed of things. she just nodded and slowly slid up and down on my hard shaft. She started out slowly but gradually picked up some speed. Fifteen minutes after we started making love, I began to get that feeling in the pit of my stomach that I knew was an impending orgasm. We both sped up the pace of our thrusting and Courtney and I both were groaning so loud it almost sounded like howling. After a while we both came hard. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH MMMMYYYYY GGGGGOOOOOOODDDDDDD!!!!!!" She screamed, and that set me off into my own mind blowing orgasm. It seemed liked it lasted an eternity, bit really it was only a minute or two. Soon after we both came down from our orgasms and I pulled out of her and removed the condom, we just laid in the bed and held each other until eventually we both fell asleep. The next morning, I was the first to wake up and I rolled over and looked at Courtney who lay next to me completely naked and on her left side facing me. I leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips and her eyes fluttered open slowly. "Good Morning cutie" I said softly. She returned the kiss and said with a smile "Good Morning Matt. Last night was amazing." After lying in bed for alittle while longer, We got up and redressed and went downstairs to get some food. When Courtney and I arrived in the kitchen we found a note from her parents saying that we would be alone all day as her parents had to work until the late hours of the night. When courtney read this, she looked at Me with a wicked smile and said "are you up for round two?" I looked at her and smiled a wicked smile. She screamed "TAG YOU'RE IT!!!" and took off running up the stairs. I gave chase to her and caught up with her just at the top of the stairs and picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. Once we entered the bedroom, I laid her softly on the bed and began to kiss her passionately. As we kissed, we both started stripping one another and within about two minutes we were both completely naked. After we were both naked I straddled her body and slid down to where my face was level with her vagina. I snaked my tongue out and licked where her hair was last night before she shaved it off. When my tongue made contact with her Mons, she groaned softly. Almost purring like a kitten. When I knew she was enjoying what I was doing, I licked from the top of her vagina by her clit all the way down to her anus. When I reached her anal pucker, she arched her back and practically screamed. So after I had her turned on I reached over into the bedside drawer and was about to pull out a condom when she just simply shook her head no and said "I want to feel you in me this time." I, of course didnt argue that I might get her pregnant because that was honestly the furthest thing from our minds. I got on top of her and placed my rigid shaft at her vaginal entrance and I pushed with alittle bit of pressure. The first push I got about 2 inches of my penis inside of her. It took me 3 more tries to get the rest of my six inch penis into her tight, wet vagina. We started out slow and then as time went on we both picked up speed in our thrusting. Within ten minutes both of us were on the verge of cumming, so I slowed down to where my penis would tease her clit as we made love. After a while we were both making noises that couldnt even be recognized as moans, they sounded more like snorts. It wasnt long before both of us were screaming that we were cumming and I felt my penis inflate and I shot my thick, hot, salty load into her very tight, very hot vagina. The rest of the day we laid around the house completely naked and just before dark I got dressed, kissed Courtney and left to head home. Chapter 3: OH MY GOD.......... For the next two months Courtney and I stayed at each others houses quite a bit and I finally revealed to my parents that we were a couple. They were so happy for us and congratulated us. In those two months Courtney won 3 more feature races. After winning those three races there were eight more to go in the remaining two months of the season. She was in the top 5 in UMP Modified points. Courtney was pleased with how her season was going so far. She never really complained about the car, but after every race we would discuss what changes needed to be made to the car to make it better at each track. Each time we made adjustments to the car it would usually get better, very rarely did the car get worse. So we knew we had to be doing something right. One weekend, with 2 weeks left in season I had to go out of town with my family for a few days for a wedding, and was unable to go the race track with her. I was suppose to be gone for 5 days. My family and I left on Thursday afternoon at 5 pm and got to our hotel in Memphis Tennessee around 1 am Friday morning. We decided to stop for the night and get up in a few hours and drive the remaining 3 hours of the trip to Atlanta Georgia. I called Courtney's cell phone and left her a voicemail telling her we made it and that I loved her. We all got up around 11 am Friday morning and since the wedding wasnt for another 6 hours, as a family we decided to go to Turner Field and catch an Atlanta Braves Baseball game. The game ended around 4 pm and by the time we drove across town back to our hotel we had around an hour and a half to get ready for the wedding. After everyone was redressed we got in the family car and drove to the church. The wedding was very nice, and unlike catholic weddings,(im catholic, so I would know) it wasnt too unbearably long. Just as the ceremony was wrapping up my cell phone started vibrating in my pocket. I quietly and quickly walked out of the chapel and went into the lobby to answer the call. On the other end was a voice that was crying uncontrollably, Immediately I recognized the voice and knew something was wrong, It was Jack, courtney's father. In between hysterical sobs he explained that Courtney was involved in a severe accident about 30 minutes before at the race track and was knocked unconscious. She was immediately rushed to a hospital by ambulance. Apparently, she was in the lead and the second place car was coming around on her right side to try and take the lead. When he did this they touched and it shot Courtney's car up into the outside wall flipping it several times. They had to cut her out of the car and began stabilizing her in the ambulance. It was simply a racing accident. I didnt really hear anything after he said "Matt, it looks like she broke her neck and is paralyzed because she was semi-conscious when we got to the hospital but she couldnt talk all that good or move her feet." I broke down crying. About that time my parents walked out and saw me and rushed over to me. "Matt whats the matter son?" My father Bill asked me. I said "Courtney................. has................... been in an accident and............... is in a coma and......................possibly paralyzed" After I dropped my cellphone to the floor my parents picked it up and talked to Courtney's father and told him that we would be leaving within the hour and driving straight home. After we rushed to the hotel, got out bags and checked out, we drove the 11 hours straight through and arrived back home Around 8 am Saturday morning. My parents dropped my younger brothers off at the neighbors house and then we immediately headed to the hospital. On the way there I called Jack and he said he would meet us downstairs. When we got to the hospital I saw jack and immediately fell into his arms crying, "Jack im so sorry. Im so sorry........im so sor......." He cut me off and said "HEY!!! you stop that. You have nothing to apologize for, this was an accident, Courtney knew the risks when she climbed into that race car each weekend and she lives life on the edge. There is no one to blame, not even the guy who put her into that wall." After I calmed down a little bit and headed to her room he stopped me and said in a shaking almost disbelieving voice "I must warn you, she looks much worse than she really is. All the tubes are just helping her breathe alittle bit but not totally. She can partially breathe on her own so we think she is starting to wake up a little bit so they sedated her again. She also has a catheter relieving her bladder of course since she cant go on her own. She does have some big cuts and bruises on her face, but those are not permanent. Right now she cant feel any pain, but she will feel you if you touch her hand and she can also hear you when you talk to her." When I walked into the hospital room it was worse than I had pictured. Like her dad said, the doctors had Courtney in a private room stabilized but on a ventilator as precaution and sedated heavily. I walked over, held her hand and softly began sobbing. As I stood there sobbing I lowered my head and I prayed a silent prayer the Courtney would come out of this accident. As the day progressed, Courtney showed signs that she was waking up again, so we called the doctor in. "Doctor, aren't you going to sedate her more?" I asked concerned The doctor said "unfortunately,We have maxed out the amount of sedation we can give her for a while. What we can do, is when the pain is too unbearable for Courtney, we can give her something to help relax her. It wont sedate her completely but it will make her tired for alittle while, it has the same effects that Benadryl does. Finally around six pm that evening Courtney was fully awake. She was able to make simple hand motions to me to communicate and she could write on paper, so the doctors decided to take out the breathing tube and give breathing on her own a shot since she didnt have a collapsed lung or any bruising of the lungs. "Ok courtney I want you to take as big of a breath in as you can and hold it. As I pull the tube out of your throat blow it out" she nodded in affirmation. Just like a husband helps his wife with Lamaze breathing I coached Courtney with her breathing. "Ok Courtney take in a big breath and hold it." the doctor instructed. I did it and she copied me keeping eye contact with me the whole time. Next the doctor said "Ok courtney I know this may hurt alittle bit but I am going to pull the tube out kind of fast, you just blow out your breath as I pull ok?" she nodded again. "one, two, three!!!" he counted and as he began pulling we both blew our breaths out and when the tube came out she coughed as it tickled her throat. My eyes began to tear up and I embraced her in a hug and saying "Courtney, you are so brave I thought I lost you. I love you so much" "IIII lllove you ttttooo" she whispered, her voice still raspy from the ventilator tube. "Hey mom, dad, Jack and Kim, can I talk to you guys in the hall one second please?" I asked. Courtney gave me a concerned look and I said "dont worry ill be right outside the door, you need anything you just hit the call button and ill be right in" I said kissing her on the forehead. "I want to be the one to tell her she is paralyzed" I said blurting it out after I made sure she wouldnt be able to hear me. They all looked at me and said "that is a very brave decision to make, but only if you are sure about it." "Guys, besides her family I am the only one she trusts right now. I can tell by how she breathes and holds my hand that she doesnt trust the doctors." "ALSO, I want to sleep here until she comes home." "Now Matt...." my mother began but I politely said "No, mom come on, she is really scared right now and I know her parents cant be here with her 24 hours a day. But I can be, plus I am her boyfriend its my job to be by her side through thick and thin" I said breaking down in tears. After calming me down everyone said "Ok Matt, you can do both." I hugged them all and we walked into the room together and both sets of parents gave Courtney and I a hug and kiss and as jack left he said "Thank you again Matt, welcome to the family son" I looked at him and he just smiled at me. I looked over at Courtney "You have just won my fathers approval" she said smiling. For the next three hours, we sat there just holding hands and kissing every now and then, and I guess I wasn't acting like myself (no shit, ya think??!!) because Courtney asked me "Matt, what's wrong sweetheart?" "nothing......." I said trying to avoid the issue. "Matt, I know something is on your mind, you are never this quiet." "Courtney, I need to tell you something......." I say trying to remain calm for her sake. "What is it Matt? you know you can tell me anything about you." "Its not about me...........................its about you" she looked at me confused and I said "Sweetheart, there is really no easy way to say this...........Courtney, the accident you were in 2 days ago broke your neck, and the doctors said you are paralyzed from the waist down." She stared at me in disbelief and then just simply rolled away from me and began to sob uncontrollably. I went to the otherside to be face to face with her. I put the bedside rail down and reached over and rubbed her forehead, wiping the tears from her face. "Courtney dont you worry, we will get through this. I am not going ANYWHERE!!! I am staying right by your side every step of the way. I felt my heart sink when she asked "Matt, why did this happen to me?" "Courtney, I dont have an answer for that sweetie, sometimes life just throws unexpected things at you. Just take it one day at a time and things will get better I promise." I said trying to reassure her that she was going to be ok. Around 9 pm, Courtney started to complain of her upper back hurting really badly so I paged the nurse. "Yes, how can I help you two kids?" she said as she popped her head in the door. "Well my girlfriend is in a lot of pain so I was wondering if she could get something to help her relax alittle bit." I said politely. "Of course, I will be right back" she said caringly. Once she returned and put the medicine into Courtney's IV line, it didnt take long for her to get drowsy, lay back in the bed, slowly close her eyes and relax. I kept a hold of her hand to continue to let her know I wasnt going to go anywhere. After I knew she was totally asleep I turned the television on and watched sports highlights with the sound off. I guess I must have fallen asleep, because what seemed like five minutes was actually 3 hours later a nurse came in and was checking her vitals. "Well hey there cutie, Hows is she?" the nurse whos name was kristina ask me. "Well other than the pain she...." about that time I saw her stirring in the bed out of the corner of my eye, but not totally waking up. The nurse suggested we go to the cafeteria and get something to eat and drink. "But I promised her I would never leave her side." I said worried. "Trust me, she will be fine. I will have one of our other nurses come in and sit with her so if she wakes up before we are back, she wont be alone." Kristina said. "alright, I guess thats ok" Once we made sure a nurse was in the room with her, Kristina and I walked down to the cafeteria. "So how is your little sister doing? I didnt read all of the reports yet since I just got on about 30 minutes ago." She said as we sat down to eat a light midnight snack. "Well shes doing good, other than all the pain she is in. She is actually not my sister, Courtney is my girlfriend. We have been together approximately 4 or 5 months." "Congratulations, thats great to hear that you seem to have found Mrs. Right." "yea shes really a great person. I intend to be by her side from now on" I say. The nurse just smiled. We sat in the cafeteria and made small talk about nothing in particular for the better part of an hour, then I said "Well I think we better head back so if shes awake she wont worry." She agreed so we took the elevator back up to the 5th floor. When I walked into the room she was fully awake, talking to the nurse playing cards and saying something like "Yea I love him so much. I hope someday we get married and have babies" "Oh you do? do ya now?" she replied "Oh yes I do, you know I love you a whole hell of a lot." I was speechless so I just leaned over and kissed her on the lips. Alittle bit later, we both laid back down and nodded off to sleep. The next morning around 7am I was softly awaken by the sound of the nurse bring her breakfast tray in. Just some broth and some soft toast and an ICEE. It wasnt much, since she had just gotten the ventilator tube taken out yesterday. I had the nurse set the tray on the bedside table, and I put salt and pepper in the broth and softly leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. "wake up sweetheart, your breakfast is here" I said softly. She groggily opened her eyes and slowly sat up. "Good morning Matt." she said softly. "how are you feeling this morning?" I asked her concerned. "In some pain, but im okay" She said looking into my eyes trying to be strong. An hour later, the nurse came into the room with a tub and some towels and washclothes and soap. "Ok Courtney sweetie, its time for your bath" the attractive nurse, sweetly announced. "Can Matt do it instead?" Courtney asked softly. The nurse looked at me and then back at Courtney and said "Sure, I dont mind. Matt, do you think you can handle this alone?" she asked me. "Yes I can handle it, I will page you if I need any help" I replied back. So the nurse left the room and went in search of a new gown and a wash basin to do Courtney's hair in. She returned 5 minutes later with all of the things I needed and then left again to leave us alone. I filled a tub up with warm water and put 2 washclothes into the tub. I then gave one to Courtney after I put soap on it and had her wash her arms and her face. She had alittle bit of trouble getting around her lips because they had blistered from the tape of the ventilator tube and were too sore for her to touch. So I gently washed around those for her. After we finished washing her face I slowly sat her up and slowly untie her hospital gown. When I untied the string the top of the gown fell off her torso exposing her breasts to me. I took a washcloth from the basin filled with warm water, and I began to wash her neck and chest. I ran the washcloth is small circular motions but still tried to cover as much area as I could in a fairly short amount of time. I moved the washcloth down her torso and began to wash her breasts gently, and as I did this her nipples began to harden. I looked up at her and she just had this look on her face of half arousal and half relaxation. I finished up washing her breasts and decided to have her gently sit up and I washed her back. I started at the base of her neck and made small circles on her back going down until I reached her buttcrack where I stopped and went back up to her neck. Once her back was good and clean I dried her off as I had done with her chest, and moved on to her legs and feet. While I washed her legs we made small talk "How are you feeling right now sweetie?" I asked genuinely concerned. "Oh im ok, just kind of tired is all" she said. In no time at all I had her legs and feet washed and then it was time to take care of her lady parts. I looked at her and asked her "Courtney, would you like to wash your vagina and that area down there?" she looked at me and simply said "No I trust you, go ahead I dont care" So I shucked the gown the rest of the way off her body and gently began to wash her upper thighs. It didnt phase me a bit to look at her vagina because lets face it, she is my girlfriend and I had seen her nude plenty of times in the last few months. After I washed her thighs, I moved inward toward her womanhood. I slowly made contact with the washcloth to her soft skin and I gently opened her lips and wiped inside from the top of her vagina by her clitoris all the way down to the bottom close to her rectum. A few times she groaned, but its hard not to when someone is touching your most intimate place. When I felt she had been sufficiently cleaned I gave her some underwear to put on. A few hours later around 11:30 that morning, the doctor that had dealt with her in the Emergency Room came into her room to check on her and make sure everything was going ok. I shook his hand and he introduced himself to me "Hi, I am Doctor Marks. I was the doctor that helped stabilize Courtney and get her settled into her room after she was sedated." I told him who I was and he explained that he had something he felt was his duty to tell the both of us. "Well I have some good news" he said trying to sound enthusiastic. We both looked at him and said "What is the news doc?" "Well we have a surgery we could do in three days and it could partially repair you" We both again looked at the doctor and said " why wait the three days Lets do it tomorrow." He stopped us however, and said "Wait, its not as easy as that, you both need to understand the risks that come with this surgery. As I said it could repair some of the damage done to your back Courtney, but it could also make the damage much worse than it already is. This could potentially kill you." She looked at me and I saw fear in her eyes. I wrapped my arms around her and told her it would be ok. "So doc lets say you do the surgery, What are her chances of being COMPLETELY repaired? and what are her chances of her condition worsening?" I asked straight forward. The doctor looked at us both and said "Completely repaired about 45 percent. At best she would be able to feel down to her pelvic region, which would mean she could feel when she has to go to the bathroom and honestly could give her sexual pleasure back. The chances of her condition worsening however is around 65 to 70 percent" Courtney and I both gave the doctor a bleak look. "I know its scary to think about, but honestly she could have a better quality of life if and WHEN this surgey goes smoothly" He said confidently. "So you have confidence that the surgery will be a success?" I asked him trying to remain calm. "Yes I do, we will have the best neurologists and orthopaedic surgeons dealing with Courtney's case and I will see to it that she has the best care possible." "Well I think it would be wise for her and I to sit and discuss whether it is truly worth the risk or not." He shook his head in agreement, but Courtney had other ideas. "No, lets go ahead and schedule the surgery. I am willing to risk it" I looked at her and said "But Courtney, this is dangerous" "I KNOW IT IS! but I understand the risks" she snapped harshly, but immediately apologized. "its ok sweetie, I can't imagine how hard this must be for you to go through" I said soothingly, while holding her shaking body in my arms. Chapter 4: Surgery for Courtney Neither Courtney nor I slept much over the next three days and the night before the surgery the doctor prescribed a shot to help courtney relax enough to sleep alittle bit so she was rested for the next morning's surgery. Why I have no idea, She would be asleep through it all anyway. About 30 minutes before she was scheduled to go to the operating room the doctor came into the pre-surgery dressing/waiting area and explained what they were going to do. "We will make an incision 2 inches from the base of your neck courtney, to about 2 inches from the top of you buttcrack. Then we will take out the affect area of spinal cord which is about 3 inches long, and replace it with cadaver bone. After that we will secure everything with pins and screws and then close you back up. The whole surgery should take about three to four hours. You will have to be in a back brace for about a week and If the surgery is successful we will notice a change in about three weeks." We both shook his hand and thanked him again and sat holding one another. Thirty minutes later a nurse came in wearing a gown, had and surgical mask and said "Well Courtney, its time to go" I leaned over and kissed her and said " I will see you in about four hours sweetie" She kissed me back and told me she loved me and I told her I loved her too. She kissed her mother and father, then another nurse came and helped the first nurse push the gurney into the operating room around the corner. After we left Courtney's side, we all walked down to the cafeteria and ate lunch. I didnt eat very much except a bag of chips and a soda because I was too nervous. When we finished eating, about two hours had gone by so we decided to head back up to the surgery waiting room to wait for the doctor to tell us how the surgery went. We sat in the large, spacious dimly lit room and waited for another two hours and fifteen minutes before a nurse came out and said to Courtney's parents " Your daughter is out of surgery, Dr. Marks will be out in a few minutes to tell you how her surgery went." Five minutes later, Dr. Marks walked out wearing a surgical gown and hat. He shook her parents hand and then he shook mine. He directed us to a conference room just off the side of the waiting room. Instead of talking directly to her parents he talked to all of us which made me feel important as well as her parents. "Courtney's surgery in my own personal opinion could NOT have gone smoother. We got in their and saw an area of severed spinal cord about 2 inches longer than we had suspected in the beginning and we detached it from the healthy spinal cord and replaced it with cadaver spinal cord. During the surgery we gave her three pints of blood, just to make sure she hadnt lost too much. She is in recovery now and should wake up in about 2 hours. You all may go in there and be with her starting as soon as we are done meeting here." A smile spread over everyones faces and we all shook the doctor's hand and thanked him for his incredible work. He said "Dont thank me yet, we still dont know if her surgery was a complete success, and she still has a long struggle ahead of her and she is going to need to be with the people that she loves and love her..... her family" As we all walked out I personally went to the doctor and shook his hand again and said "whether this works or not, I want to personally thank you for trying your damn hardest to save and fix my girlfriend. I am forever in your debt. You possibly gave her back something she was very skeptical she would ever get back, her life and freedom" A few minutes later, we were back by Courtney's side in recovery watching her sleep. Her parents sat there for about an hour and finally said "She may not wake up for a while, lets all go stretch our legs out, we have been sitting for 3 hours." I said "no thanks guys, you go ahead im going to stay here in case the doctors were incorrect about when she will wake up. I dont want her waking up alone." They said "ok, well if she wakes up tell her we went for a walk and will bring her something back from the gift shop." and went on a walk around the hospital and to the gift shop. Courtney awoke from Anesthesia about forty-five minutes after her parents left to go for a walk. She at first coughed without opening her eyes and then she slowly opened them, allowing them to get acclimated to the bright lights of the recovery room. Her head was staring straight up at the ceiling, then she tilted her head to the left and looked at me. As soon as she saw me we both began to cry and I whispered in her ear "See I told you everything would be ok sweetheart." She said something through her tears that I could not understand, but at that particular moment I didnt care I was just glad to have her back by my side. About another 35 minutes went by and her parents finally returned to the recovery area just as we were moving her to phase two of recovery, which is the last phase before she headed back to her hospital room. When she saw her parents she began to cry again and her mother rushed to her side and held her, trying to calm her little girl down. When her mother was done talking to Courtney, her father came to her bedside and hugged her and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Hi daddy" She said groggily. "Hi pumpkin, how are you feeling?" Jack asked. "Oh im ok, alittle tired" they held each other in a hug for alittle while longer then her father sat next to her mother on her right side while I sat next to the bed on the left side. The room went silent for a little bit while we let Courtney relax and come out of the anesthesia. Finally after being in phase two recovery for alittle over an hour, hospital transport came and wheeled a sleeping Courtney to her hospital room on the Orthopaedic surgery floor down on the 2nd floor. She slept for another 2 and a half hours until finally around 1:30 that afternoon she woke up looking and feeling refreshed. She asked if she could have something to drink so I paged the nurse. They brought her some ice water and figured she might get hungry so since she hadnt eaten all day they brought her some saltine crackers and graham crackers as well. I thanked the nurse and gave Courtney a drink of water. After she took a drink I leaned over and I gave her a kiss and told her "If you need anything dont be afraid to ask, no matter what it is" She said to me "Ok sweetheart I will. I love you so much Matthew" "I love you too Courtney." After we kissed again she asked me for another drink, which I happily gave to her, then she relaxed in the bed slowly leaning her back up against the bed and watched tv with me. Chapter 5: Learning To Live again After Courtney's surgery she spent the next six weeks in the hospital recovering until the doctors felt she was well enough to go home and recover some more. Finally one thursday morning just after we finished her bath Dr. Marks walked in and said "WOW you look really good Courtney. Feeling better?" "Well I am in alittle bit of pain still" Doctor Marks looked at Courtney, examining her back where she had surgery six weeks earlier and said "This is healing quite nicely." He finished checking her over and then asked me to come out in the hall. Courtney asked him why and he told her "I just needed to explain to him how to take care of your back so you can go home in a few more days" however, I suspected this was not entirely true. When we made it out to the nurses desk he asked me "IF she goes home today, could you adequately take care of her?" "I am sure I could, but she also lives with her parents" "Well, In my own opinion I think it would be best for you to move in with them and help take care of her Matt, she trusts you and knows you will be there for her. Not to mention you have been here to take care of her every day for the last two months." I thought about this decision for a moment and then said to Dr. Marks "Ok doc, do me a favor and go in and tell Courtney I had a phone call from my parents that I had to take. I am going to call her parents and mine to get approval to live in their house for a while." While he explained that to Courtney I went to a quiet phone booth just around the corner and sat down and dialed my parents number, Mom picked up. "Hi mom, good morning" "Oh Hi sweetie, how's Courtney doing this morning?" "Well she actually is well enough to go home, which is why I was calling you." "ok?" she said not understanding. "Mom, I need to ask you something and I hope to god you say yes" "What is it sweetie? Whatever it is you know you can do it" "Well mom she is leaving the hospital this afternoon but she will be going home on IV medications and the doctor suggested I move in with her family and be the one to take care of her." I heard what sounded like my mom silently start to cry and say softly "Thats fantastic sweetheart that she gets to go home today. As far as you moving in with her..........ABSOLUTELY!!! She needs you there with her to help with all the struggles of everyday life." I began to sob now too. "Thank you so much mom, I love you so much. I need to do this for Courtney's sake. She depends on me." " I love you too Matthew, and I agree sweetie she does depend on you." mom said. WELL.... That was the easy part. Now comes the hard part of explaining it to her parents. I dailled her parents home phone and her father picked up. "Hi Jack, how are you doing this morning?" I asked in a cheerful voice. "Good morning Matt, What has you so happy this morning?" He said in an equally as cheerful tone. "Oh just the fact your daughter, my girlfriend is in the process of being discharged as we speak. I am going to go get her ready just as soon as I get off of the phone." "OH" was all Jack could say. "Yea, but before she is discharged I had a question....actually its more of a request." "Ok, whats on your mind matthew?" He asked. "Well since she is being discharged today and she has to be with someone pretty much 24 hours a day until she can sufficiently take care of herself and you and Kim work all the time and she will be on IV medication for the next couple of weeks, How would you two feel about me moving into your house to take care of Courtney?" There was about a five second pause on the other end of the phone and I asked "Jack are you still there?" "Yes im still here, and that would be fantastic Matthew. I am forever in your debt for taking care of my little girl." "Jack," He cut me off "Just start calling me dad ok?" "ok dad I am not doing anything I wouldnt normally do for her. I love her with all my heart." "I know son, I know" We agreed for him to make an excuse to her mother that he had to run an errand for work and that he would pick us up at the hospital in two hours. After I hung up the phone I walked into courtneys room and sat next to her bed and she looked at me with a big smile on her face and gave me a big passionate kiss in front of the doctor. I looked at her and said trying to act surprised "what was that for?" "You know exactly what that was for" "Awww dang it doc, couldnt you let me break the news to her?" I said in mock disappointment. "Well, she saw I was being quiet as we talked so she forced it outta me and I squealed like a pig." We all laughed at that comment. "When can I start getting dressed?" She asked the doctor. "Well just as soon as I get out of here and the nurse unhooks your IV and secures it so it will not pull out of the port in your chest." Courtney shook her head and laid back as the nurse reached into her gown and pulled the tube end out of it so she didnt bare her chest and unhooked the IV. She then put a piece of tape on the end and taped it to the center of her chest. Once that was completed the nurse and doctor both left the room and let me finish getting courtney ready to get out of there. I helped Courtney put her clothes on starting with her bikini cut underwear. I explained to her to put both feet in and then roll around in the bed and pull them up as she did this. "Just dont roll off the bed" I joked. I then tossed her some shorts and her t-shirt and she put the t-shirt on first. Then she put the shorts on and did the same thing that I had explained to do with her underwear. "Again just dont roll off the bed." After we got her dressed I explained to her how to get from the bed to the wheelchair. I had the chair so the front of it was straight against the side of the bed and I said "Ok, now with the chair positioned this way, just slide your butt on back but lift up and dont fall in between the two." As I expected with her arms being alittle bit weak she started to fall in the crack of the bed and the chair, so I quickly grabbed underneath her arms and slid her back in the chair. "DAMMIT, why can't this ever be easy for me!!!!" she cursed and groaned. "Sweety, you are weak from not moving around for the last 8 weeks, don't try to do so much in one day. It will come to you I promise." "I know, its just I dont want to have to depend on anyone. I am a big girl and I should be able to do this stuff on my own." I just held her and let her vent her emotions and she softly cried in my arms. While she cried in my arms Jack walked into the room. "Hey kids, Courtney whats wrong pumpkin?" "Im sorry daddy, I just dont want to have to depend on anyone to help me. I dont want to inconvenience anyone." She cried into his chest. "Hush now, you will NEVER EVER inconvenience anyone. You are my daughter and Matt's girlfriend. We all love you very very much." She let out a few more loud sobs into his chest as he and I looked at each other. After she calmed down, we got her bags packed and I pushed her out to the parking lot and expected to find Jack's small car waiting for us but I was pleasantly surprised when I found a big van with a wheelchair lift waiting for us. "Jack, when did you buy this?" I asked. "Oh about thirty minutes ago and shes completely paid off and in excellent condition too." He replied happily. "Daddy, you didnt have to do this for me" Courtney cried again. "Yes I did, how else were you planning on getting around town? I cant lift you anymore sweetheart. I am too old to be doing that and my back will not let me." When we got her in the van and secured, we headed home. Once home, Courtney said "I am tired, I think I am ready to take a nap." So I pushed her into her bedroom where I would be staying with her. I expected to find another bed or a cot set up in the corner and I asked Jack and Kim they both just replied "Why, don't you want to sleep with her?" I looked at them in total surprise and said "I didnt think you guys would let me" "Why not? We know you had sex a few months back. While we know you guys were careful we didnt mind" I hugged them both and went back in and laid with Courtney for a while until she fell asleep. When I knew for sure she was asleep I got out of bed and rejoined Jack and Kim in the kitchen. When I walked through the living room I stopped and checked out the medical supplies that had been delivered earlier that morning in expectation of her arrival. When I arrived in the kitchen I sat down at the big island in the middle while her parents prepared a dinner of steak and grilled shrimp. "Hey guys I need your opinion on something." "What's up Matt?" "I think that to help keep Courtney's spirits up and keep her thinking positive she needs a companion, and I don mean just of the human type." Her parents looked at each other then back at me and smiled. "Matt that is a marvelous idea." "Yeah I was thinking get her a chocolate or bla....." Just as I was getting ready to say Black Lab, I heard a crashing sound that came from the back bedroom and bathroom area. Her parents and I ran to the bathroom and found Courtney laying on the floor crying with her underwear around her ankles in a puddle of urine. I ran over to her saying "Oh my god, Courtney are you ok? are you hurt? what happened?" To which she replied "I was trying to get up and go pee by myself. I got almost to the toilet and my hand slipped and I fell. I am ok just scared and wet now. Im sorry I peed myself Matt." I just held her and said "Shhhhhh its ok, accidents happen." While I held her I was thinking "Man, she is miserable and depressed. I need to do something and FAST or shes going to go insane." So I picked her up and helped her finish what she set out to do and got her cleaned up and in her chair. She went back in and laid down while I again rejoined her parents in the kitchen. "What I was saying was I wanted to get her a chocolate or black labrador puppy." They both agreed that was a fabulous idea. Jack replied "Hey Matt, in two weeks Courtney has a Dr. Appointment how about her mother and I take her and you go find her a puppy and that night you give it to her?" I replied "Well isnt her birthday coming up in a few weeks or a month?" "Oh my god, we completely forgot!!!" her parents said. "How about the day of her birthday I make some kind of an excuse to go out and I search all day for the right puppy. That night I will give it to her" Her mother came over to me and hugged me and said "God has truly blessed our daughter with a wonderful boyfriend." Chapter 6:The Search For the Perfect Puppy Over the next two weeks Courtney's mental condition seemed to be a rollercoaster. One day she would be a big ball of joy, the next a moody, depressed zombie. I tried everything I could to keep her spirits up but nothing seemed to work. Finally her birthday arrived and that morning I woke up and quietly got out of bed and showered. After I showered I went to the kitchen and cooked her breakfast of Eggs, bacon, and her favorite, Pancakes. But these pancakes were in the shape of a heart. When the food was finished cooking I took it into the bedroom, sat it on the bedside table and woke her up with a gentle kiss on the lips. "Happy Birthday sweetheart" I said into her ear as her eyes slowly opened. She sat up in the bed and looked at the bedside table and her eyes filled with tears. "OHH MATT you made me breakfast in bed?" she squealed. "I sure did, anything for the one I love." As she calmed down and began to eat she asked "So what are you doing for my birthday today?" "Oh well you will just have to wait and find out, But I do need to go out for a few hours to take care of some things with my parents" I said kissing her on the lips softly. When she finished eating I helped her go into the bathroom so she could go pee and then I lifted the bathchair into the shower stall and watched as she undressed and transferred onto the chair. I left the room so she could shower in peace and then I made sure she was back in her chair before I left on my mission for the day. I asked Jack if I could borrow the GMC Sierra pick-up truck and he agreed so I climbed in it and went off to the first place I could think of, The animal shelter. I searched there for over an hour and I couldnt find what I was looking for so I went to another animal shelter in the next town, the same result. So I decided to go buy a newspaper and look in the classifieds to see what I could find. I found atleast a dozen ads in the paper about dogs for sale and even a few free dogs, but I knew the free dogs probably werent my best option. I looked into the free dogs anyway and I STILL couldn't find what I was looking for. I then called a number for a breeder on the outskirts of Sedalia Missouri (a town about thirty minutes from Courtney's house) just to see if the woman would be home. "Hello, Jackson's Breeders this is Tina how may I help you?" "Hello Tina, I am Matthew Clark and I am calling about the ad you placed in the paper about dogs that need a good home. "Yes matthew what can I help you with?" "Well I was had 2 questions, Do you have any Black or Chocolate Labs? and how much are they?" She said "Yes we do have a few chocolate labs, they are $250 a piece. "Alright will you be home in thirty minutes?" I asked. "I sure will, I'll see you then" "I Look forward to it" So after I hung up my cell phone I put the truck in drive and I drove the thirty minutes to the Jackson Residence/business. When I arrived I got out of the truck and was greeted by a woman in her late thirties. "Hello, you must be Matt" "Yes I am, Tina I presume?" "Right this way, I will show you the dog pens" The breeding company sat on a 30 acres of land that was lined with tall grass and trees. The house took up about an acre or two and the rest were kennels, an in ground swimming pool for the dogs and one for humans, a barn, and several fenced in areas for dogs to be able to run around in freely. We walked about a hundred yards from her driveway to the kennel area. As we walked she asked me "So what kind of characteristics are you looking for in a pup?" "Well my girlfriend was just in a horrible racing accident and left paralyzed from the waist down. Lately she has been depressed and I felt a companion other than the human type would do her some good, so today for her birthday I am buying her a puppy come hell or high water." After I finished my story about Courtney, I looked at Tina and she had tears streaming down her cheek. "Matt she is a very lucky girl to have found you. You seem like a very sweet guy, tell her I wish her the best in her recovery." We passed three or four sets of kennels and finally came to stop at a set of about 5 small kennels in a row. In each kennel were a litter of five or six black, Chocolate and Yellow Labradors. She let me get in each one and play with the puppies for alittle while and after about an hour of playing with this one cute little male chocolate lab I knew I had the puppy I wanted. I brought him out of the pen and told her "Tina, I think I have found the one for my girlfriend." "Fantastic Matt." "How much do I owe you?" "Matt, I was so taken by surprise with Courtney's story of heartbreak, and sorrow then it turned into one of joy and somewhat relief that you know what......you dont owe me a dime hon. Just give him a loving home and enjoy your time with him and Courtney" I thanked her and placed him in his carrier and walked to the truck. When I got home I left the little guy in the truck and went inside to join the party as I knew it was just about set to get underway. Chapter 7: A New Companion When I walked into the house her parents were still setting up for the party. I asked "So how much longer until the party?" "Almost ready, but I need you to go get Courtney outta bed and wheel her in here. shes been asleep all day, I think her back is really hurting her" "Well ill go in and check on her and see how she is." "By the way I found what I set out to find" After I showed them the new dog, I went into the back bedroom and I saw she was partially awake so I sat on the edge of the bed. I leaned over and kissed Courtney softly on the lips and said "Hi sweetie, how are you feeling?" "Oh im ok, my back just has been hurting all day but is fine now." "Well sweetie, you almost slept through your birthday, Are you ready to get up and go celebrate?" "Yea, im starving" She said trying to sound happy. I watched her transfer into her chair unassisted and she even pushed herself into the dining room. I thought to myself "Boy that nap sure helped her get some strength back." I followed her into the dining area and her parents had just sat the cake in front of her and were lighting the candles. "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Courtney, Happy birthday to you" we all sang to her as she blew out the candles. After she blew out the candles her mom cut the first slice of cake and sat it in front of her. Courtney took a bite of the cake and faked being poisoned and when we realized she was joking she recovered and said "No, its actually really good. Thank you for baking it mom, I love you guys." We all sat and ate the chocolate cake for the next half hour or so and then her mom announced "Ok gift time!!" Her parents gave her the first gift. She opened it and got 2 country music CDs, one was Craig Morgan and the other was Josh Turner. The next gift was a brand new cd player and a package of 8 double A batteries. She also got a few new shirts and some shorts to go with them. Finally it was my turn so I told her parents I would be right back. I walked out to the truck, reached into the cab and let the dog out of the carrier and brought it in the house behind my back. "Courtney, I have two more gifts for you." I then brought the dog out from behind my back and placed it in her arms. "OH MY GOD!!! MATT YOU GOT ME A PUPPY??!!!! Oh hes so cute!!!! I love him. thank you so much sweetheart. I love you so much." she said holding and kissing the puppy in her arms and he just laid then enjoying the love she was administering. "Well I have another surprise for you... look around his neck" She looked down and found the heart shaped locket carefully placed around his neck and she lifted it off and opened it. Her eyes filled up with tears and she said "Oh Matthew its gorgeous, I love it and I love you. This is the best birthday I have ever had." When she was done looking at the locket I asked her "Would you like me to put it on you?" "Sure, here it is" She said handing me the locket. I placed the locket around her neck and made sure her hair was not going to get caught in the chain, then I placed the hook end into the hoop and latched it. She adjusted it until it was properly placed in the cleavage of her breasts then I looked down at the necklace. It was truly beautiful. Later on that night I helped Courtney get undressed as she was extremely tired from the days events. After she helped me undress her down to a t-shirt and her underwear we got in bed. After alittle while of silence she said to me "Matt, this is the best birthday I have ever had. Thank you so much!!!" then she leaned over and kissed me. "Matt, I havent had relief in eight whole weeks, would it bother you if I played with myself over here?" I laughed and looked at her strangely and said "I am your boyfriend, I've seen you naked numerous times. Hell we've even had sex together, Why would I mind if you masturbated?" She just looked at me and slid her underwear down to her ankles and off. Courtney then laid back and ran one finger the enitre length of her slit before sinking it into her vagina. Every now and then she would remove her finger and then focus her attention on her big, swollen, sensitive clitoris. After a while she added a second finger and increased her speed just a little bit. Courtney's breathing also began to quicken and she began to moan just a little bit. Courtney would look over at me a couple of times a minute and just smile at me and I would smile back, but after a while I just had to know what the smiling was for and her reply was, "Because I worried this would be lost forever and I would never know pleasure the way I once did." I just kissed her and decided to help her get more pleasure out of the experience. I did this by lending a helping hand, or in this case a helping finger or two. But not before removing my own clothes as things began to heat up in the room. Then I slowly removed her two fingers and I replaced them with two slightly thicker ones of my own. As my fingers slid into her vagina she rolled her head from side to side groaning even louder and saying my name over and over "Ohh matt.......matt.........mmmaaa.......ttttttt" She said breathlessly as her orgasm began to creep up on her throwing her into a full body shiver. "Matt, put your cock in my pussy!!" She practically begged. So I did what she asked and I slid my ridgid penis into her all in one thrust. She just smiled happily and continued to moan as I began to thrust in and out. After a while my thrusting quickened as my own impending orgasm was creeping up on me as well. All of a sudden she began screaming at the top of her lungs " OOOHHHHH MMMMMAAAAATTTTTTT I"MMMMMMMM CCCCUUUUUUMMMMMMMIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGGG" as her orgasm reached its peak and caused her to pass out into total darkness. When she screamed she was cumming, that set off my own intense orgasm causing me to shoot my cum inside her extremely tight vagina. After a while her orgasm subsided and she slipped back into consciousness. As she did so she looked at me smiling and said "Oh my god matt, that was the best orgasm you have ever given me. I have never cum that hard before. Thank you for such an amazing birthday gift." I kissed her and simply said "You're welcome sweetheart. Im glad you had a good birthday. Lets rest now we can do more later if we feel like it. But we didnt, Instead we fell asleep in each other's arms smiling contently. Chapter 8: You're What? A few weeks went by after that night on her birthday when we had sex. As the days went by she became alot happier and she really enjoyed her puppy that I got for her birthday. She would get up every morning and take it out for a walk so it could go to the bathroom and do its thing. But also as the days went by she began to get sick every morning. Neither of us could figure it out, Although in the back of my mind I had my suspicions. Courtney had to be pregnant. So one morning after I got up and made breakfast I sat down on the side of the bed and I said "Courtney, do you have any home pregnancy tests?" "Yes I have two, why?" She asked. "Sweetie, you have been throwing up every morning for the last week or so, I think its time you took one just to be sure. Honestly I think if you were that would be fantastic. I have always wanted to be a father." She looked at me funny but just smiled. So alittle later on that afternoon, while I was sitting in the living room talking to her parents I heard a voice say "MATT...COULD YOU COME HERE PLEASE?" echoing from the back masterbedroom and bathroom. I briskly walked in there and sat down on the edge of the bed as she sat in her wheelchair holding what appeared to be a pregnancy test. "Whats up sweetheart?" I asked trying to remain calm. "Well Matt, I took a pregnancy test............" "And, what did it say?" I asked with my heart now racing faster than ever. "Matt........Im pregnant" She said in a tone barely loud enough for me to hear. "Come again?" I asked not believing what I had heard but hoping I had heard it. "Matt I said IM PREGNANT" she said louder this time. I jumped up and gathered her in a humongous hug and I kissed her all over her face as my eyes filled up with tears of joy. "Matt, be careful, you will crack my egg" she said laughing as I kept kissing her face and neck. I heard what she said and began laughing too. "Courtney, honey lets go tell your parents." "Matt, dont you think it would be better if we told them like tonight at dinner?" "Well then we have to tell them we have some news for them and want to go celebrate." She agreed to that so we walked into the kitchen and said "Well, we have something we want to tell you guys. But we are not going to tell you right now. How about tonight over dinner?" We said trying to keep a straight face. They just looked at us strangely but said "Ok, we will call in reservations at the Italian restaurant downtown. Hey Matt, invite your parents along too, this seems like a big announcement that they might want to hear too." Jack added. After we told them and called my parents telling them to meet us at the italian restaurant downtown in two hours, we headed back to our room and fell asleep in each others arms happy as we have ever been. We slept for about an hour then we both woke up and showered together. As we showered we couldnt seem to keep our hands to ourselves, with our new found love we just kept kissing and holding one another. We had never been so much in love as we were at that exact moment. After we got out of the shower I helped her dry off, being very delicate with the towel over her enlarging nipples and her sensitive lady parts. When we had finished drying each other off we got dressed in our dress clothes and met her parents in the living room. Courtney looked absolutely amazing. She wore a black dress with sequins all over it and spaghetti straps. it came down to her ankles. She also wore black high heeled sandals that made the dress look that much sexier on her. She did her own hair and her own make up. WOW Courtney looked absolutely STUNNING!!! I wore a White shirt with a Metallic red tie, black suit jacket and black slacks with dress shoes. When I walked into the room Courtney and her mom both let out a wolf howl and then Courtney said "DAMN YOU LOOK HOT BABE!!!" We all climbed into the van, with Courtney and I in the back and her two parents up front with Jack driving. We arrived at the Italian Restaurant called "Moretti's Italian Restorante" about thirty minutes after we left home. When we pulled into the parking lot I spotted my parents standing by the door waiting for us. I got out of the van and opened the lift for the love of my life. Then as I pushed her toward the door I walked over to my parents and gave them both a big hug and my mom a kiss on the cheek. Being the impatient one she is, mom immediately asked jokingly "So, whats so important that we had to dress up and come to a fancy place like this? What, is Courtney pregnant or something?" "Well, you will just have to find out when our food comes" I simply said chuckling and shaking my head. We all walked in together and were greeted by a host with a thick italian accent asking "Last name?" "Mitchell and Clark I believe" I said politely while I tipped the man rather generously slipping him a $50. He put our party in a private room at the back of the restaurant where we would not be disturbed. Our waiter was quick to bring in the complimentary italian sweet bread and the wine. Within thirty minutes of taking our seats our food was in front of us and our wine glasses were filled. I took observation of the table and saw that everyone was sitting there eating and chatting with each other so to get their attention I took a spoon and lightly tapped on the side of my wine glass. Immediately the two families quieted down and turned their attention to me as I took my place behind Courtney. "I would like to have everyones attention please. As you all know I have taken on the priviledge of helping the lovely woman seated in front of me through a difficult Journey in her life. A few weeks ago we took a big step in our lives and made love, well this morning we took an even larger step. We found out this morning.............that we are going to be parents for the first time in our young lives." As soon as the words flew from my mouth the room began to fill with excited chatter between the parents and both sides congratulated us and gave us both hugs and kisses. Our waiter brought us a bottle of champagne and we popped the cork and the party began. After we left the restaurant we continued the celebration at home with more champagne and a movie. Then her parents left us alone around 11:30 and went to bed while we cuddled up on the couch hugging and kissing. That night as we showered to get all the alcohol smell off of us, I washed her body with such care and love. I was showing her body a gentleness I could tell she was not expecting. She finally asked me about it and I simply said " I want you to be loved and well taken care of and I want our baby to be as healthy as it can possibly be. I am going to show you that you are my queen and that I love you with all of my heart and soul." When our shower was over with I picked her up in my arms and carried her to the bed completely forgetting about the wheelchair and laid her in the bed with such softness. I then planted kisses all over her body and we fell asleep hugging, kissing and holding one another like we always did and still to this day do. Chapter 9: Baby's First Picture Two month after we found out Courtney was pregnant, we went to her gynecologist and obstectrician to get our first check-up. I woke up that morning around 8 am. I grabbed a quick shower and made her and I bacon and eggs for breakfast. I put the food on a breakfast tray and carried it into the room and sat it next to the bed then I leaned over and kissed her and woke her up saying "Good morning the pregnant love of my life. Its time to get up and eat so we can go get the baby's first sonogram." She rolled over,smiled and sat up and began to eat. After she ate breakfast she got into her chair and took a shower then she returned to the bedroom wrapped in a towel and got dressed. Then we both got into the van and drove to the gynecologist's office and went in and registered. We sat in the waiting area for about 25 minutes then her name was called and we were led back into a dimly lit room where I helped her get up onto the table and the nurse had her push her sweats down alittle bit so her belly would be exposed for the sonogram. We sat in the small room for about another five minutes before her female gynecologist Dr. Jennifer Jenkins walked in and greeted us both. "Hello Courtney, Hey Matt you and I were the ones that talked on the phone when you scheduled this appointment last week." "oh ok" "Well what do you two say we get this show on the road." Courtney and I agreed that we were anxious to see our new baby so the doctor wheeled the sonogram machine into the room and plugged everything in. She then put the special goop on the wand to help the picture come in more clearly. She searched around on Courtney's abdomen for about five minutes then she said "Oh there it is!!!" pointing to what clearly looked like a forming baby. When Courtney and I saw this we both began to tear up and just hugged and kissed one another. Then a small message popped up on the screen and the doctor said "oh it appears the baby wants to make its presence known, we have some sound" Doctor Jenkins clicked the ok button and the sound began to fill the room, and it sounded like a thumping sound. It was then I realized that was the baby's heart beat and we both began to cry harder. This was by far the happiest moment of our lives. We sat and listened to the heartbeat for five minutes then the doctor clicked the recorder and recorded about a thirty second piece of the heart beat and burned it to a cd/dvd so we could play it for the family. The doctor then took a few still shots of the sonogram and printed them off for us as well. That night after we got home from the Gynecologist's office we showed her parents the pictures the doctor printed off and then we played the cd/dvd sound of the baby's heartbeat. Her mom cried when she heard the baby's heartbeat and so did her father which set Courtney and I into our own downpour of water works. We celebrated again with more champagne, but of course Courtney being pregnant, stopped after only one glass of the bubbly. I think everyone slept soundly that night and for the next 6 months. Chapter 10: Courtney Gives Birth Six months went by and the morning sickness got worse with each passing month. Also as she got further into the pregnancy she began to lactate (or for you idiots who dont know what I mean, I mean her breasts began to produce milk). So that gave her alot of pain. Every night she had to expell the breast milk into bottles and then we would freeze it until the baby arrived then we could use that milk unless it went sour. One night she was having issues expelling the milk so I went to the local pharmacy and had to buy a breast pump for her to use. Another thing that changed as time went on, was she would usually have phantom contractions. What these are, are contractions that signal its time for the birth but when you go to the hospital nothing happens and they send you home within a few hours. One night around 11:30 pm, about a week before her actual due date Courtney began to experience contractions again. She said these contractions at the time seemed alittle bit different to her. So, we went ahead and went to the hospital, expecting to come home within a few short hours. That was not such the case as when we got to the hospital maternity ward and she was examined by a doctor her cervix was already around two or three centimeters dilated. So they got her settled into a hospital room and put several monitors on her belly to keep track of the babys heart rate and oxygen level inside her womb, As her labor went further into duration the contractions got stronger and closer together. We didnt bother to take any Lamaze classes because we both had read how to do the breathing exercises. So each time a contraction would hit, I would coach her through the breathing exercises in order to keep her heart rate and stress on the baby down. After being in labor for nine whole hours her cervix was finally dilated to ten centimeters, which is enough to begin the pushing process of childbirth. Doctor Jenkins got in her hospital scrubs and sat at the foot of the bed and placed her hands under the blanket. She said to Courtney "Ok, Courtney, its time to have this baby. I want you to push as hard as you can. If it hurts scream. We want you to be as loud as you have to be and push as much and as hard as you can." Being the loving boyfriend I am, I took her hand in mine so she could squeeze it if the pain got to be too unbearable. She pushed the first time and she squeezed my hand pretty good, good enough my knuckles toward my finger tips turned white. She pushed a few more times but didnt have as much of a death grip on my hand as she had the first time. Finally the doctor said "Ohh theres the head. dad would you like to see?" I let go of Courtney's hand and looked down and saw the baby's head crowning and I just smiled and took my place back up by her head. "OK" the doctor said "time for a few last pushes. Make them good ones because the baby is ready to come into this world." I thought the first one would be the worst and the rest wouldnt be as bad, BOY WAS I WRONG!!! She took my hand into the vulcan death grip and never let go until that baby was out of her. Five minutes later the doctor said "Congratulations Matt and Courtney, IT'S A LITTLE GIRL!" As soon as Courtney laid eyes on that beautiful bundle of joy and the doctor laid her in her arms, she began to sob and so did I. "Courtney, you did marvelous sweetheart. I love you so much and I am so proud of you." Dr. Jenkins asked"Matt would you do the honors of cutting the cord?" So I did after they showed me where to cut. Then they took her back and got the birth liquid and stuff off of her. After they took her back and got her cleaned up the nurses gave her back to courtney and I. Then the doctor spoke up and said "What are you going to name her?" "Jessica Anne Mitchell" I said speaking for an overly emotional Courtney. She just looked at me and smiled. The nurses spoke up and said "That is a beautiful name for such a beautiful baby." Chapter 11: Welcome Home Party Courtney was in Mercy Medical Center for 3 days after giving birth to Baby Jessica before the doctor finally sent us home with a healthy happy baby girl. That day Courtney looked in her suitcase and decided to wear a light cotton dress, which was a good dressy outfit. Good idea she wore it too, because little did she know her parents and I all planned a welcome home party for her. When we got home it was dark outside and the lights were off in the house I flipped the switch on and everyone screamed "SURPRISE!!!!" After walking in the door, we were greeted at the door by everyone but not before we were greated by our 9 month old Chocolate Lab Skeeter. I sat the baby carrier down on the floor waiting to see his reaction. Courtney and I stayed close by just in case we had to separate the two rather quickly, but he just simply sniffed baby Jessica and licked her head before laying down by the carrier almost in a protective way. It was almost as if he knew it was his job to protect her. When we knew all was well we began to greet our guests. Courtney was surprised to see several racers at the party that night and wheeled over in her wheelchair and talked with them. Matt helped Courtney's mom Kim bring out the finger foods and sat them on the dining room table and a few car tables set up around the dining and living rooms. "Alright everyone, its time to eat. But I think someone should say grace" Kim said speaking above the noise. No one spoke up until finally a hand came up and soon a body did too. I looked at the face and at first it didnt click but then he began to speak. "Ma'am I will" OH MY GOD!!! It was Jake Lewis, the guy that accidently put Courtney into the wall ultimately putting her in the condition she remains in to this day. "Alright Jake , go ahead" Kim said. We all bowed our heads as Jake began to speak. "Lord, as we gather for this joyous ocassion bless everyone here. Bless Matt, Courtney and Baby Jessica and may the all live happy healthy lives. Especially bless Courtney and may she have a speedy recovery and get back where she belongs, Out on that race track whoopin our asses!!!" Everyone said Amen and then began clapping. Once everyone got a drink and some food I stood up and said "on behalf of Courtney and baby Jessica, I would like to thank you all from the bottom of my heart for coming tonight. We wanted to celebrate the birth of our brand new baby girl and we figured "who better to celebrate with than all of our friends and family" Everyone began clapping again and raise their glasses in a toast to our newly formed family. Everyone seemed to be having a great time, as the night wore on just about everyone had come by and gave us hugs and kisses and took about a million pictures of baby Jessica. One of the last people to come up and see us was Jake. He sat and talked to Courtney. "Courtney, I am so SO sorry about what happened. I DID NOT intentionally boot you like that, that night. If I could take back what happened I would gladly finish second to you." "Jake, Dont apologize. It was an accident, I know you didnt intentionally bump me like that. It was just something that was bound to happen to somebody and god just chose me. I have no hard feelings against you and you are still my number one friend." he leaned down and gave her a hug and they both cried together. He then let her go and turned to me signaling he wanted to speak to me privately. I told Courtney I would be right back. Once we were outside in the garage Jake looked at me and began to speak. "Matt, I hope you dont hate me for what happened, like I told her if I could take back what happened....I woul...." I cut him off by saying "Jake, Why are you beating yourself up over something that happened almost a full year ago? I know you didnt mean to hurt Courtney. The night I got the call about the wreck I was not mad at you, I was scared for you. I cant imagine how you must have felt. But that is not important anymore Jake. What is important is what you said earlier, getting Courtney back out on the race track. I have a plan" I said. "What is your plan Matt?" Jake asked curiously. "Well I was going to have you round up as many guys as you can, and I think if we map it out we can rebuild her race car in alittle over two months, from bare bones to totally finished. I will design the shifter to help her brake and shift and all of that stuff. Then about a month before christmas construction of the new machine will begin. I dont care what it takes I want to have that car finished by christmas morning." I declared "Now all I have to do is talk to her parents about it. I will call you Monday morning with the final answer." I told him before thanking him for coming and both of us joining the party. During the party Courtney excused herself several times to go feed the baby in the bedroom, a few times I went to check on her but she assured me everything was ok just wanted privacy. After everyone had left to go home Courtney said she was tired so she went to bed and I stayed up with the baby. After I made sure the baby had been fed with a bottle of breastmilk I laid her down in the living room in her extra crib and I went into the kitchen and sat at the island with Jack and Kim. "Hey Matt, that was a great party!" Her mother exclaimed. "Yes I agree with was a fantastic party" I said. "Hey guys, I have an idea. How would you two feel if Courtney wanted to get back into racing?" "Well, as long as she wanted it and wasn't doing it to make others happy then we would agree" Jack replied, kim agreeing with him. I looked at the two of them and said "Well my idea is to rebuild her race car, and at the start of the season IF she decides to race it, thats great. If not, then who cares. It would be totally one-hundred percent up to Courtney what happens." "Matt," Jack started "That would be a fantastic idea, but how are you going to build this? you are just one man?" "I'm not, I have several racers who are only a phone call away and are all more than willing to help me get this done by christmas morning. Plus, I was hoping you would be willing to help too." "Of course Matt, lets begin the planning process tomorrow morning." Chapter 12: Operation: Back On Track We spent the next month designing the car and calling in for all of the parts to be delivered to Jack's body shop downtown. When we finished designing the car, we chose a color scheme. It was going to be a patriotic theme. We decided that we wanted to paint the car to look like the American flag. Then finally on December 1st 2009 I gave Jake a call from home. "Hey Jake whats up?" "Oh hey Matt, not a whole lot just sitting here getting ready to come to work." "Ok well when you get there, we are ready to start on our latest project." "Oh boy, WE GOT ANOTHER?!!!" Jake groaned. (He was right there had been an overflow of repairs, customizations, and just general work that needed to be done to several cars in town.) "Well Jake, this one is kind of a personal project. I got Jack and Kim's consent a few weeks ago to start the building process on the car." Alright, give me thirty minutes and I will be down there" I hung up the phone and got ready to go to work at the body shop. I had started work there a few months before Courtney had become pregnant, and I was forever grateful to Jack for the job that he offered me as Office Manager as well as shop foreman. Getting ready for work didnt take me as long as I had thought it would so I had alittle bit of extra time to spend with Courtney, and I did just that. I went in and woke her up with a gentle kiss on the lips and I sat talking with her while she breastfed the baby. After the baby was fed, I said to her "Well its time for me to go to work, so I love you and I will see you tonight when I get home." I kissed her and the baby on their foreheads and headed out to my pick-up truck and pulled out of the driveway. The drive was only about five minutes and when I arrived at work, I was in for the surprise of my life. I pulled into the parking lot and it was unusually busy and I thought to myself "Oh GREAT!!! I had all this stuff planned." When I walked into the building I got an even bigger shock. Standing in the loading bay were literally twenty race car drivers. Some faces I recognized and some I didnt recognize. I knew they were all drivers because instead of mechanics uniforms they all wore racing uniforms. When I saw all of these guys standing there waiting on me I began to tear up and I began to speak. "Guys......I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for coming. This means the world to me, that all of you guys would come to such great lengths just to help build this car so Courtney can get back out on the track doing what she loves and does best. Now we have 24 days to get this car built. I want to unveil it Christmas Morning at the Mitchell residence. By the way, you guys are all invited for the unveiling. Thank you guys again.... Now lets get to work and enjoy doing this for a great person, Because she deserves it." I ended my speech and the room erupted in applause, and whistles. After we all quit joking around we immediately got down to business and began unloading the boxes of pipes for the roll cage. Since a few of the drivers had built their own race car before, it didnt take us very long to get the the roll cages done. I made sure I was the person that welded all of the bars on the driver's side so that way if she got hurt again from a driverside impact, I would be to blame. By late that evening, we had the roll cages completely finished. We decided to pack it up for the night and come back tomorrow morning early and finish smoothing out our welds and then put the axles together. When we were done cleaning up we all just stood back and looked at what we had accomplished as a team, instead of everyone working against one another to finish first. The next morning I woke up earlier than Courtney just like usual and I positioned the baby at her mother's breast and let the baby suckle for a while until I saw the baby fall asleep. I then changed her diaper and placed her back in Courtney's arms, kissed them both and left for work at the body shop. On my way to work I bought 3 dozen donuts and brought them into the lounge. After I walked in I saw even more guys had showed up today compared to the previous day. The response from these guys was overwhelming. We got started working on the car again shortly after 9:00 am that morning. I helped Jack and a driver by the name of Bryan Thomas finish tig-welding some of the framework on the rear-end of the chassis. After we finished welding we were able to raise the frame up and several guys got under the car, installing the front and rear axles. Then it was time to mount the wheels on the car. We took an hour-long lunch break and then we intended to start building the engine, so we opened up the box that was suppose to hold the engine block only to find out they had sent us the wrong one. Since it was Friday, we couldnt have the correct one shipped in until Monday morning. I called the company that afternoon and explained what had happened,they apologized and much to my amazement agreed to send us the correct engine block totally free of charge. That night when we went home we had the race car looking more like a race car, all that we had left to do was build the engine, mold and cut the paneling the for the Modified, and paint it. After we had that complete, then it would be time to unveil it to Courtney. The weekend was full of long sleepless nights with the baby. I think Courtney and I both only got about 4 hours of sleep that entire weekend. Monday morning finally rolled around and I woke up alittle later than I had hoped and I was unable to immediately get up and go to work because I had to run to the Pharmacy to get nipple shields and cream to put on Courtney's sore nipples from the baby biting down. After I dropped that stuff off and made sure my two ladies were set for the day, I hugged and kissed them both and on the way out I was in such a good mood I even hugged and kissed Courtney's mom, Kim. Then I jumped in my pick-up truck and High-tailed it to the shop in time to see the guys unloading the brand spanking new engine block off the delivery truck. When we opened the box up I was amazed to it. It was was a 650 Horsepower Chevrolet engine. 450 cubic inches of red chrome and stainless steel pipes. This was a thing of beauty for sure. I personally unloaded it from the box with some help from a few guys, and after three of us hoisted it up onto the work bench, I had one of the other racers help me finish assembling the engine block and then we put on the manifold and the oil-pan. After that we put in the fuel injectors and air-filters. By the days end on day three of the build we had the engine almost entirely built. Day four and day five had to be put on hold due to Doctors appointments for the baby just to make sure she was as healthy as she could possibly be. She indeed was extremely healthy. Finally on Wednesday December 10th 2009 day six of the build,we all made it to the body shop around 7 am and immediately got cracking on the remaining work to the engine. With five guys helping us assemble the engine we had that completely finished in about forty-five minutes. Once the engine block was finished the only thing left to do on the car was install the motor, finish the wiring, install the cockpit, and put on the painted body of the car. I asked around the drivers about if any of them had any experience at all on wiring, and only a few had ANY kind of experience what so ever and that did not involve wiring a car. I knew this would not be an easy task, so I felt I had no choice but to call in a licensed car dealer who dealt with wiring like our project demanded. I called several guys in town and none of them either knew what to do, or were booked for 5 months solid. I finally got a break from one of the drivers Jim Duncan, we he explained he knew this guy, James Richards in southern Illinois that could do it for a reasonable cost. I called James after Jim gave me his phone number. "Hello, is James Richards there?" I asked. "This is he, how may I help you sir?" "Yes My name is Matthew clark and a few of my friends and myself are rerigging my disabled girlfriend's race car so she can drive it on the track but none of us know how to do the wiring. Is there anyway you could come up and help us?" "Absolutely, but I must warn you that I will not be able to come up their for atleast another four days and wiring will take me atleast three more days after that. " Even though it wasnt what I was looking for I had no choice but to accept his offer and sure enough four days later on December 14th at 8 am sharp James pulled up in a blue pickup truck with the decal "Richard's electric" stuck to both driver's side and passenger side doors. He got out of the truck and introduced himself to all of the guys including myself. I then showed him the car and he said "oh no problem, I should have it done by Wednesday the 17th." I shook his hand and watched the master go to work. At the end of day ten of the build, he had all of the wires hooked to all of the proper guages and all he had to do was hook them to the dials in the cockpit, he would do that over the course of the next three days. The next week was fairly un eventful and we took the weekend off. Day twenty-four came with a thunderous roar from the skies. When I woke up it was raining hard, the skies were dark and the lightning was fierce. I made sure Courtney and the baby were all set for the day and I headed off to the body shop. When I arrived, James was just finishing up hooking all of the remaining loose wires into the dials on the dashboard. As soon as he finished doing that, I paid him cash and he shook my hand, I thanked him and finally he left. Then, it was time to fit the seat to Courtneys specific dimensions. But there was one problem, the car was a surprise so we couldnt use her as our model, I then had a brilliant idea that popped into my mind. Her mother and her are about the same dimensions so we called Kim down to the body shop and had her sit on the foam block we were going to use to cut the cushion out for the chair. As she sat there, we drew around her body and then had her get up so we could cut the padding and place it in the seat frame. When that was finished, we installed the finished seat and the belts. Chapter 13: Unveiling Christmas As I left the body shop the evening of the twenty fourth of December, I had the idea that I would be back extremely early in the morning to finish the car up. Also when I left, the drivers were still fitting the unpainted sheet metal to the metallic blue frame. I went home around 9 pm that night and I figured I would have to atleast be back around 7 am the next morning. When I walked into the body shop at 6 am expecting to be alone, I got the biggest surprise of my life, the car was COMPLETELY FINISHED!!! The guys saw me standing there in shock and immediately began whoopin and hollering and clapping. I just stood there with tears streaming down my face for about the next five minutes or so. After I calmed down enough to take it all in, they all suggested since the car was for my girlfriend I should be the one to fire the engine for the first time, so I did. I climbed into the cockpit and put the steering wheel into the steering collumn, flipped the switch and let it roar to life. That was the sweetest sound I had ever heard in my life. I sat there in the car crying for another five minutes. When I climbed out of the race car I was totally speechless. No words could express exactly what I was feeling or what was running through my head at that exact moment. Finally a few minutes later as I leaned up against the car I found my voice and began to speak as the room grew silent. "We, I mean you all have worked so diligently to make sure this car was finished on schedule and never once did I hear any of you guys complain about working late into the night. This project shows how much selflessness you guys put into this project to help out a fellow racer. This shows you guys are true heroes. I greatly appreciate all of the effort you all have put into this, and No im not going to give myself credit because this was all you guys. I think you all deserve a huge round of applause." Again the room came alive with a deafening roar of applause and whistling. We all stood there high fiving and then we looked at the time "oh shit its almost 7 am, we gotta get the car loaded and parked in the Mitchell's garage before everyone wakes up. So we loaded up the red,white and blue modified into Courtney's trailer that was parked in one of the other bays at the body shop and drove to an area just around the block from the Mitchell residence. After we got it off the trailer Jack walked home and opened up the garage while five guys including myself pushed the Modified into the three stall garage and then wrapped a bow around it and covered it with a tarp. We finished getting the car ready at roughly 7:45 on December 25th and all of the guys decided that until I called them to come to the house they would all go to the local donut shop and hang out. At 8:30 Courtney wheeled out of the bedroom wearing a tanktop and a pair of shorts that came down to about mid-thigh. In her lap she was holding jessica while pushing with her other free hand. I leaned down to give her and Baby jessica a hug and a kiss. We sat in the kitchen and drank our morning coffee, until around 9 am her parents finally woke up and we walked into the living room and I distributed the gifts to everyone. We all decided Courtney should be first to open her presents. The first one she opened was a pair of new tennis shoes that she had been asking her mom and dad to get her for a while now. Her second present was from me. I got her a new leather coat to wear out in public. She opened her last three gifts, books and new clothes and such. She was so happy to just get what she had gotten, and she had at least two more big gifts to go that she didnt know about. Next to go was her mom, and she got some new kitchen hand towels, a Journal, a bracelet from Courtney and a diamond necklace from Jack. After jack was done unwrapping his new tools and his tool chest I excused myself to go "call my parents and tell him Merry Christmas", but instead I called Jake. "Ok, jake get your guys up here and meet us in the garage in 30 minutes" "Ok Matt" He said hanging up the phone. I hung up the phone and went in and unwrapped my gifts. I got three new Country Cds, a new racing hat, a Courtney Mitchell t-shirt that they had just come up with the design for, and a hat signed by all of my favorite dirt track and NASCAR drivers that Courtney found on Ebay for me. I leaned over and kissed her and her mom said "Well I guess that about wraps it up." "Umm actually Kim, I have two more gifts for Courtney, but they are both out in the garage." So with a strange look Courtney followed me along with everyone else. When we got out to the garage ALL of the race car drivers that helped build the car were standing next to a tarp that was covering something. Courtney saw all of them standing there and she just looked at us all and said "what are you guys doing here?" I answered for them and said "Well they are here to help me give you your last two Christmas gifts. I handed her a large box that was wrapped up. She opened the wrapping paper and then the plain brown box and pulled out a brand new racing helmet. She looked at me and asked "What is this for?" "Well you gotta wear that helmet when you drive this beauty....." As I said that the guys standing at the front of the car pulled the tarp off of the brand new modified. When that car was uncovered she started crying and I walked over to her and pulled her into a hug. "Thank you so much Matthew, this is the best Christmas gift I have ever recieved. But How am I going to drive in this condition?" "Sweetie, Are you sure you really want to get back into this car? especially after what happened?" "Matt, Yes its what I really want" "Okay, then you let us worry about how we are going to get you in that car. Here lets take a look and I will show you how you can drive it. A few of the other drivers helped me lift her out of her wheelchair and one climbed in the other side and made sure her legs were in properly. Once she was in the seat I asked "So how does the seat feel to you? Is it comfortable?" "OH MY GOD MATT!!! this is more comfortable than that thing, Can we modify my wheelchair to be this comfortable?" She said laughing and pointing to her wheelchair. We all started to laugh at her comment too. I sat next to the driver's door and she fired the engine and tears filled her eyes and she quickly shut it back off. I leaned in the car thinking something was wrong and I asked "Courtney, are you ok? Whats wrong sweetheart?" "Nothing is wrong Matt, just alot of memories are flooding back into my mind right now" I just sat there holding her hand letting her know I was still there and I wouldnt be going anywhere. She then fired it the engine again and over the roar of the engine she asked me "So how am I suppose to drive this thing?" "Oh I completely forgot to show you, here let me climb in the other side and I will explain." So I ran around to the other side, and climbed in where a passenger seat could go and sat down on the empty floor space. "Ok, we rerigged the car for you. Since you cannot use your feet, we have a special handbrake which is right here next to your right hip. I took her hand and put it on the handbrake. "but also, right underneath it you have your shifter. I know you are probably thinking "How the hell am I Suppose to know the difference?" Well we put a pistol grip on your handbrake and your shifter is a typical stickshift. To apply the brake, you push the handbrake toward the floor, and if you want to come to a complete stop, just push it until it will not go any further. The speed your car slows down to will depend on how fast you push the handbrake to the floor." She leaned over and gave me a hug and a passionate kiss and said "Matt, thank you so much. I absolutely love the car." "Dont thank me, they did all the work" I said pointing to the guys standing in the garage. She turned toward the guys and said "oh yeah I forgot.Thank you so much guys, I dont know how I can ever thank you enough" A voice from the back shouted "Win the damn championship this year" We all laughed including Courtney. Chapter 14: Courtney's Return Over the next 3 months Courtney and I spent almost every waking moment taking care of the baby, and finding sponsors for the race car. Three weeks before opening night we got the schedule for Sedalia Raceway in the mail. I looked at the date for opening night and said "Honey, look at this schedule." Next to the date it said "Spinal Cord injury Charity night. 100% of proceeds go to the National Spinal Cord Injury Foundation". Another side note on the schedule for that night said "Courtney Mitchell Night, all fans 14 and under wearing a Courtney Mitchell t-shirt get in free." We both just looked at each other and she started crying and I held her in my arms hugging and kissing her. She was so grateful that everyone cared for her as much as they seemed to care for her. Finally Opening Night at Sedalia Raceway came on March 30th, 2010. I was 21 and Courtney had just turned 22. We loaded the car into the trailer around 4:30 that evening, and drove the six miles to the other side of town to the track. When we got to the pit gate, the owner Bob Jackson was the one running the pits that night and he saw Courtney sitting next to me in the truck and he said "Courtney, Matt, its great to see you both tonight. Good luck. Courtney, I would like you to make a speech tonight ok? nothing spectacular just anything ok?" She said "Ill make you a deal, IF I win the feature tonight I will make a big speech, sound ok?" Bob agreed and let us on through to the pits. As drivers showed up and noticed our rig parked on the far end of the pits, they all either drove their four wheelers or walked over to our trailer and greeted us usually saying "Man, Its great to see you back at the track tonight Courtney" The races got underway at roughly 7:15 pm. They started the night off with the invocation, and the National Anthem. As the National Anthem ended the crowd began cheering and whistling. After that the Street stocks (Courtney's old class) ran their qualifying race first. Then came the Sprint Cars. Finally at almost 8:00 pm the UMP Modifieds were called to the starting grid. After the got the other cars off of the track, introductions started "On the front row, starting on the pole, Number 25s.......Jake Lewis....on the inside of the front row....number 71t, Brian Thomas. In the second Row.......Starting on the outside....Making her return to the track after a year off recovering from a near fatal accident that paralyzed her from the waist down..... in the number 24m UMP Modified........COURTNEY MITCHELL!" As she was getting into her car waving, the fans went absolutely nuts. She looked at me and a big smile spread across her face and I leaned over and gave her a kiss. After the introductions were finished everyone fired their engines and drove out onto the track and began pace laps before the green flag was dropped four laps later. In my opinion the only bad thing about a qualifying race is the length. They are only six laps long so if you plan on advancing your position you better do it fast, which is exactly what Courtney did. By lap three she had moved up to second place right behind Jake Lewis and she kept trying to get ahead of him each lap but she just couldnt do it and finished her qualifying race in second place. But I didnt mind, she was alive and she was still going to her feature race. When she arrived back to the trailer, a few drivers and myself helped lift her out of her race car. Jake came over and congratulated her on a tough race and she said "I honestly think if I would have had five more laps, I may have won that race." "I agree, I need to make some adjustments to my car to make it better." They shook hands and again congratulated each other on incredible finishes. Like i always do I gave her a hug, a kiss, and a coke. She just smiled, gladly taking all three. Courtney had almost a full two hours before her feature started but almost the first hour was spent making sure the car was as ready as it could be. She checked her fuel lines, her brakes, she made sure her gas tank was full. She checked everything and when she finally felt her car could get no better, she said "Hey Matt, Im hungry could you go get us some food?" I olbiged and ran to get us a couple of cheeseburgers and two bottles of water. Not long after we had a "racers dinner" together it was time to climb back in the car. I was about to ask some of the guys for help when Courtney said "No Matt, I want to try to do it just you and I" I just nodded and stood by her side as she climbed into the car totally by herself. I kissed her and said "Good luck sweetheart, I will see you after the race." She said to me "No, I'll see you in Victory lane" I smiled at her and gave her a thumbsd up as she drove away feeling confident as ever that she would win the race. After she drove away, I took the long way around the track and headed toward the grandstands to my seat for the start of her feature race. I arrived back at the grandstands just as the Modifieds began their pace laps to get their tires heated up and ready to go racing. They drove around the track at minimum speed for five laps. Then finally, after coming out of turn four gaining speed they took the green flag. Courtney started the race in the back of the field in thirteenth place out of twenty drivers.They hadn't even ran three laps and the first caution came out. It happened when number 22s, Jimmie Stewart spun out behind Courtney and bounced off the outside wall but was able to drive away. In that three lap run, Courtney was able to advance her position three spots moving her up into the top ten. They got the green flag to restart on lap six out of thirty five. As they came out of turn four Courtney didnt wait long to hit the gas and slide passed the ninth place car to take over ninth place. When she made that bold move, the crowd and myself clapped and cheered for her. As the laps ticked by, Courtney kept advacing her position and by lap twenty she had moved up into the top five. As Courtney was just about to make a move on the inside of the fourth place car, number 22s Jim Stewart, Jake pulled beside her on the outside and they nodded in each others direction. What they did next both shocked me and excited me. Courtney took the bottom of the track while Jake took up by the wall and they drove passed the fourth, third and second places cars putting them in second and third place. When they did that the entire crowd erupted into a defeaning roar that I am sure they heard over their cars. The very next lap Courtney and Jake again made a daring move, splitting the leader in half moving them into first and second place and Courtney had enough momentum to be able to outrun Jake and drove into the lead. When Courtney pulled into the lead, the crowd and I jumped to our feet and cheered her on. For the next five laps Courtney rode around the track in the lead,Jake just couldnt seem to catch her. But, when the white flag came out Jake put the pedal to the metal and they battled back and forth, trading paint and positions in every turn. FInally coming out of turn four to take the checkered flag, Courtney was able to overpower Jake and slide passed him for the win. After Courtney took a victory lap she parked in the infield area facing the crowd and I jumped out of my seat and ran down the stairs to meet her and get her out of the car. When I got to her side, she was smiling and crying at the same time, I too smiled and started crying. Several of the drivers from her feature race got out of their cars on the track and helped her get of the race car. When she got out of the race car and I put her in the wheelchair, the crowd stood and gave Courtney a roaring standing ovation.
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My wife Donna and I were staying at my older brother’s house in Los Angeles last summer. He and his wife were on vacation, so we had the place to ourselves except for a friend of theirs we hadn’t met yet, a French woman named Syvlie. Our first day, Donna and I took my brother’s convertible and went to the beach, and the warm sun had left me horny. I couldn’t wait to get Donna into our room and remind myself why I married her. She is tall and blonde, with firm breasts the size of nice cantaloupes, and it didn’t help that she had put on a cotton shift as we left the beach, deftly peeling off her bathing suit underneath it. As we rode across town and up into the hills along Mulholland in the open car, I was distracted by the thought of the warm breezes licking her pussy. When we got back to my brother’s place, Sylvie was still not there. Donna and I went into our room and I helped her out of her frock, panting slightly. The sun had browned her back and thighs, but her demure one-piece bathing suit had left the rest creamy white. We took a cool shower together, soaping and caressing each other. “Hey,” she said through the rushing of the water. “Why don’t you shave me?” I didn’t need to be asked twice. I grabbed my shaving gel and razor and rubbed the gel into a lather on her pubis. Gently, I ran the razor over her nether curves, rubbing more gel as I went to soothe the skin and to ensure that I left no stubble. She spread her legs and bent at the waist, leaning against the tile wall, and I carefully spread her folds, rubbing gel and using smooth strokes of the razor to get every bit. Her pussy was swelling and she moaned, switching her butt as I rubbed and prodded and shaved. I let the shower rinse her clean then, just to make sure, I ran my tongue over her cunt lips, parting the labia and massaging every nook and cranny. She thrust her mound against my mouth, taking the tip of my nose inside, and moaned. Her clit was sharp and firm and she wanted to come. My work was done – for the moment. “Why don’t we hit the hot tub?” I said as we toweled off. My dick was stiff and my balls ached to get inside her, but I wanted to make it last. “What about, what’s her name? Sylvie?” “She must have gone out of town,” I said with a shrug. “No sign of her since we got here last night. C’mon.” Without waiting for her answer, I handed her a bathrobe and led the way onto the veranda, down the flagstone steps and onto the pool deck. The towel around my waist propped up by my hard-on, I busied myself turning on the Jacuzzi jets and lighting candles as Donna followed me, just a little reluctantly as she peered into Sylvie’s room to reassure herself that she was in fact not there. As she approached, I loosened my towel and tossed it on a chair. I felt the chill evening air cup my balls and my hard-on faded. I watched through the steam from the tub as Donna let her bathrobe fall from her shoulders. The candlelight played over her tawny skin as her nipples hardened. She stepped into the tub. “Mmmm,” she said. I stepped in as well and embraced her, pulling her firm tits against my chest. We kissed deeply. I ran my hands down her body, following with my lips, sucking her nipples one after the other. I sat her down on the edge of the tub and licked my way down to her succulent cunt, spreading her legs. She willingly opened herself to me, and I caressed her labia with my lips and tongue, separating the folds and stroking each contour. She moaned deeply and thrust herself against me. I pushed my tongue inside her. I gently teased her anus with my pinky and she arched her back and thrust at me harder. As I sucked on her lips, I pushed my little finger inside her ass, teasing her cunt now with my thumb. “Oh, God,” she moaned. “Yes. More.” I ran my tongue along her slit, circling her clit, which was so hard it seemed to be reaching out for me. Finally, I took her clit in my mouth and flicked it with my tongue, lightly and slowly at first and then harder, faster. “Oh, baby,” she moaned. “Yes. More. I’m coming!” I thrust my thumb deep into her and felt her pussy gripping it as she came. I massaged her clit more softly, stretching her orgasm out as she stretched her long legs out, her cunt spread before me. When I felt her spasms subside, I stood before her, retracting my fingers from her swollen and lubricated fuck holes. She lounged back against the side of the tub, slowly lowering her legs into the steaming water. My dick stood straight out from my body, and she looked at it with blind lust. “Come suck my rocket, baby,” I breathed. “Come do your magic.” She sat up, leaned forward and gripped the tip of my oozing dick with her lips. I rocked my hips forward, trying to thrust into her mouth. She let me go and sat back. “Not so fast, rocket man,” she said. “You’ll see.” She took me in her lips again, sucking me in and out, a little deeper each time. She reached around me and grasped my buttocks, pulling me into her mouth still deeper. She is a very motivated cocksucker, and soon she had me all the way down her throat. My knees weakening, I sat on a shallow shelf in the warm water. As she drew me in and out, I could feel the warmth of her mouth replaced by the chill of the night air, and my dick craved the warmth each time. “Wow, baby,” I breathed in her ear. “You’re the best.” As I straightened again, I was startled to see the figure of a young woman through the steam. In the candlelight, I could see she was slight, with long wavy black hair and skin the color of coffee. She was wearing a house robe that she had let fall open, and I caught shadowy glimpses of a trim nude body. “Oh,” I said in surprise. “We have company.” I was disappointed, because Donna is a bit prudish and I knew our lovemaking was over. “Wha…?” She pulled my dick out of her mouth and looked over her shoulder. To my surprise, she continued to stroke me as she did so. “I guess you’re Sylvie?” she said to the girl. “Oui … I mean, yes,” the girl said. Donna looked up at me, still stroking my dick. I don’t think I have ever seen that look in her eyes before, lidded and languid. She licked the length of my dick, looking sidelong at Sylvie. “I’m Donna,” she said. “Rocketman here is Martin.” She licked me again. I couldn’t believe what was unfolding. “Why don’t you join us?” she asked. After a second’s hesitation, Sylvie shrugged out of her robe and stepped into the steaming water. Her body was taut and boyish, with small, firm breasts and slender hips. In the flickering candlelight, I could see her smoothly shaven pussy lips glistening darkly. She sat next to me as Donna resumed sucking my dick. In and out, warm and cold. Sylvie stretched out on the shelf on her stomach, her tight butt spread. “Comment tu fais ca?” she whispered to Donna as she watched Donna’s lips slide up and down my rocket. “How do you do that?” “You don’t know how to suck a man’s cock?” Donna asked in surprise, continuing to stroke me slowly. “French boys like the ass,” she said with a shamefaced shake of her tousled head. “Well, it’s easy and fun,” Donna said. “Just remember that the most sensitive part is along the bottom, especially near the tip. You caress that part with your tongue while you suck it in and out.” “And no teeth,” I interjected, still amazed at Donna’s sudden exhibitionism. “See?” Donna took my full length in her mouth. “And sometimes you lick the shaft like this,” she said as she demonstrated. “And the balls,” I said, panting. “Don’t forget the balls.” “Right,” Donna said as she took my bad boys in her mouth one at a time. Hot and cold, warm and cool. Sylvie watched transfixed. She squirmed as the warm water lapped at her splayed pussy. “You try,” Donna said suddenly. I was flabbergasted. All through our years of marriage, Donna had always been a willing and even enthusiastic lover, but she had always been private and monogamous. She held my dick in one hand, steadying it for Sylvie, who leaned forward and tentatively licked my swollen tip. My big man enjoyed the unfamiliar touch of her full lips and lurched in encouragement. “Go ahead, try it,” Donna encouraged her. Sylvie took me between her lips, then slowly into her mouth. Her tongue caressed my glans as she took me deeper and deeper, getting up on her hands and knees for a better angle. If that girl had never had a man’s dick in her mouth, she was a natural. Donna sat up next to me, pressing her tits against my chest, and kissed me. I could taste my salty lubricant on her tongue. “How is that, baby?” she breathed into my ear. “Mmmmm,” I said. She knelt so she could press her nipples into my mouth. “She’s good, but then, she had a great teacher.” Donna stood now, straddling me, cradling my head in her hands, and presented me with her shaven cunt. I nibbled and licked her again, looking for her clit, which again swelled and reached for my tongue. Sylvie sucked my dick deep into her throat, then out again. I was suffering, my balls seemed swollen and my dick almost beyond sensation as her smooth lips and tongue explored and worked me over. Donna was nearing another climax, panting and moaning. Abruptly, Sylvie stopped her practicing and looked up. “You will do that?” she asked. Donna, on the verge of orgasm, looked down at her. “What?” “That. French boys say is dirty.” I released Donna’s swollen lips and looked at Sylvie. She was sitting in the shallow water next to me, her slender legs spread. Her pussy lips were dark, the color of very ripe cherries, and she was fondling herself. “I say is sexy,” I said huskily. “What it feel like?” she said to Donna as she spread her lips with her fingers. Donna sat on my other side in the shallow warm water. “Let Marty show you,” she said. My amazement grew. I looked at Sylvie, meeting her black eyes, then leaned toward her and kissed her on the mouth. We slowly swapped tongues. I cupped one of her breasts in one hand, rolling the nipple until it was hard. I leaned down, kissing her thighs as she leaned back on her elbows and opened herself to me. I sniffed her pussy, sampling her unfamiliar musk, gently tracing lines along her labia with my tongue. She moaned and arched her back. I sucked them harder, drawing her folds into my mouth and massaging them with my tongue. She gasped. I licked circles around her mound, probing gently for her clit. It was tiny, hiding under its little cherry hood, but I coaxed it out, first with my tongue and then my lips. She was panting. Her clit finally stood up, and I took it in my mouth and flicked at it with the tip of my tongue. I was settling in to bring her to climax when Donna began to grope at my dick. I turned over and lay on my back in the warm water, encouraging Sylvie to sit on my face as Donna lowered her steaming cunt onto my rod. Rarely had I felt it so snug, so unctuous, so smooth. She ground her mound into my belly with each downstroke. Sylvie squatted over my face and I resumed sucking her demure clit. I teased her asshole with my pinky and fucked her slowly with my thumb as I sucked. She cried out, and then her moans were suddenly muffled. I peeked out from between her thighs to see her and Donna locked in a tongue-swapping kiss as Donna fucked herself on my dick and Sylvie came, her cunt gripping my thumb and her fluids running over my chin. I could feel the freight train of an orgasm lining itself up deep in my balls. Donna stopped, letting my dick slap down on my stomach, and stood up. Sylvie reluctantly pulled her pussy away from my lips and stood also. I sat up between them. They faced each other and there was an electric moment. “Your turn,” Donna said to Sylvie. She guided Sylvie into a squatting position, her back to me but straddling me, then guided my dick into Sylvie’s pussy. It was very tight, despite all the foreplay, and Sylvie pushed slowly down to take me inside. She locked her feet around my calves to take me all the way in, leaned back against me and I cupped her tits in my hands, fondling her nipples. Suddenly I felt Donna’s lips sucking at my balls, then she licked her way up and began to eat Sylvie’s cunt. I had never known her to show any interest in other women, yet she ate this girl like a pro. Sylvie spread her legs, sitting down hard on my dick, its entire length buried deep inside her, leaned hard back against me, and moaned, gasping, her limbs stretched and sinews taut, as she came for a very long time, panting and writhing on my pole. “God,” I said, out of breath and sore. “I’m going to come. In fact, my balls might just explode.” Sylvie pulled herself up, exposing my dick again to the cool night air, and sat in the warm water next to Donna. Together, they licked my dick clean, taking turns sucking my balls. The freight train left the station, slowly at first like freight trains do but then rushing downhill. Then its brakes failed and out it came, dollop after dollop of white cream shooting out of my dick, splattering Donna’s and Sylvie’s faces and tits. They smeared it around their chests, then Donna gently pulled Sylvie to her and kissed her on the mouth. “Welcome to the land of the free,” she said with a smile. “I’m glad I came,” Sylvie said, returning Donna’s smile, as we all sank into the hot water, our nerves raw with sexual exhaustion. Now I know why they call it the City of Angels.
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Tiffany's wedding day Exorcising Demons Just the most gorgeous bride, Tiffany’s a blonde fox with a real lust for anything extraordinarily, repulsively messy; but there’d be none of that shit until much later tonight (with Ricky). Outside, the sun shone brightly through the pink chiffon curtains, showing that it was going to be just the most awesome wedding day, and in the filtered sunlight, her golden hair glows. Her fairly small breasts wiggle as she reaches under, steps into, and pulls up the lacy blue satin bridal briefs into place - those expensive, white lingerie with a sort of lace skirt adornment and the cute little bow. “If only she’d gone for the breast enlargements instead of the second hand Ferrari” she thought, cupping the diminutive breasts, but shrugging it off – he loved her, adored her, fucked her wildly after every messy roll playing thing she did for him. The breasts weren’t anything she had to worry about. Nah. She’s already got the high sheer, lace accented stockings on, and she’s now sitting on the pink satin cushioned chair at the night stand, fixing her eye shadow. Next, the lipstick (again). Although the bridal gown doesn’t need a slip, she’s just so used to wearing the thigh length satin and lace trim garment that she drops it over her head, and slides it into place, without much thought. The wedding gown is one of those majestic things of heavy white satin beauty, fully lined, lace adorned, with a high satin collar attached to a sea of illusion, showing off a bit of cleavage and shoulder blades under it’s delicate white mesh. Already unzipped, and unfastened, hanging from the bedroom cupboard door, she simply drops it off the hanger, pulls it out on the pink, plush carpet, and steps in. It makes wonderful swishing sounds as she pulls it up, digs into the long arms, and adjusts it onto herself. She reaches back, and zips up, fastens the hook and eye at the top of the zipper (to hold it from accidentally slipping) and makes a super-human effort to twist her arms weirdly so she can push the satin covered buttons into the illusion between her shoulder blades, and then easily fastens the collar behind her neck. The veil is a fragile, billowing drift of fine white material, fastened to a halo of imitation baby’s breath (tiny white flowerets on dainty stems that danced). Tiffany brushes back her silky blonde hair a few more times, and carefully pins the coronet in. You are (doubtless) wondering why the bride is alone in this most celebrated moment of her life. Maybe because she wants to be? Maybe it’s because her parents are dead and she dislikes everyone else in the family? Maybe she’s eloping? There’s really no good reason for a beautiful blonde bride such as Tiffany to be alone on her wedding day – certainly she has plenty of friends who want to be bridesmaids, helping her do every little thing, her maid of honor bustling about (but no, nobody’s there to help). Just taking the few steps to the bed, the skirt pulls majestically out behind her, she turns (instantly wrapping her legs in silky white folds), which she pulls at and bundles a bit so she can sit on the edge of the bed. The shoes are the tall, white, clog-sandal type high heels that she slides her feet into, and adjusts the straps over the white stocking feet, and stands up again. She adjusts the gown a bit, pulling out the skirt behind her, fluffing up the veil behind, and strides to the wall mirror to get the whole wedding effect. The stunningly reflection looks back at her with a surprised look on the bride’s face – she’s fucking gorgeous! Tiffany brushes the little flowerets in the coronet with her fingers, instantly motivating a flurry of activity from them wiggling back and forth on teeny little stems. She pushes the fringe of glowing gold hair above her eyes, and is satisfied to see it softly, but stiffly stays put (just the right amount of hair spray to perfectly keep it in place without feeling sharp to touch). The bridal reflection smiles back at Tiffany, and she turns a little this way, and then that. The bride’s hands slide up the front of the dress to her breasts, over to the illusion material and up to the collar – not her choice of wedding gown, but his (he deserved a painful hardness for asking her to wear an old style like this). She smiles again at the thought, her cleaned teeth gleaming back at her, she still grits her teeth and massaged a finger over them – just in case there was anything unclean in there. Yes, this gown was magnificent – so much lace, satin, wonderfully silky, sensual perfection coating her body (it’s wonderful). She’s getting excited again, butterflies making muscles strain in her thighs, and chest – food would change that (hopefully). She swiftly drags the length of white material out behind, so she can turn without being tripped up by the chapel length train, and heads to the next room – the kitchen. Tiffany enters the kitchen with an air of regal majesty that a real Princess couldn’t pull off. There’s a knock on the door, and the delivery guy is given the full bridal flourish. “Wow!” is all the flabbergasted guy says before she signs the receipt and happily grabs the bag. She just leaves the bag next to the door, and goes to the kitchen (her mind in altogether another brilliantly happy place). She opens the refrigerator, looking at the huge bowl of porridge (why was that still in there?), the unopened pumpkin pie, chocolate cream pie, various odds and ends, cartons of milk, juice… The phone rings! She jumps – like the device never rang – like it was a fire alarm! She turns, smiling, so incredibly happy (silly happy), and gently pushes the refrigerator door as she almost runs for the wall phone at the far side. Tiffany: “Hello? – Oh it’s you! Isn’t it wonderful? It’s a perfectly wonderful day?...” She is just so overjoyed to hear the groom on the other end of the line, cupping the receiver (so nobody else can hear) she mutters sweet nothings into the phone, but then abruptly stops when she hears something she doesn’t like. Her face slowly, ever so slowly sinks from gloriously radiant with delight, to a sort of pleasant, sinking quickly to puzzled, then glowering, and finally a kind of stern, simmering, hatred. She carefully places the receiver back onto the hook, and stands there for about a minute before exploding. Tiffany: “FUCK! You FUCKING NASTY – - you think my breasts are TOO small? You don’t LIKE the SEX? Who the FUCK do you think you are Mr. jerk-off fucking corporate lawyer ASS-HOLE!” She’s just standing there, turning this way, and that, and now heading towards the cutlery drawer (looking angrily for something to cut the dress from her body with); but in an instant, it comes to her – her face slyly changes as she settles the knife back into the drawer, and closes it. She’s had the most wicked idea, and her face looks almost Grinch-like as she opens the refrigerator, and stands back to view the contents more thoughtfully now. She pulls the deep bowl of cold porridge out, and puts it on the counter top, next to the sink. Next comes the pumpkin pie, and she opens the box, dumping the cardboard into the garbage. The glowing hot, really pissed off bride looks at the porridge, and the pie, bundles up the front of the skirt with both hands, (just so fucking aggravated by all the damned soft material billowing around), and looks down to the slip, covering to her thighs. She digs her had into the pumpkin pie a good heavy measure, and smears some of the stuff to the slip, turning it wet but only the lace hem really catches dark orange. She decides instead to spread it over the white lace skirt of her blue satin panties, smearing it to the front, then plastering the handful under herself, and against her legs and back up. The stuff plastered all the lace a dark orange, but it just feels sort of wet, falling in soft clods to the floor - it's not like she wants. "Fuck this" she thinks, and just plunges the next handful into her panties, scrapes out the remainder from the crust, and pounds that handful inside too. A bit of the stuff squishes from both leg openings, and she presses through the lacy front at the gross mound inside, squeezing it, squishing, mushing and sliding it. She drops the white skirt over and the radiant bridal look is re-established (as if nothing has changed) - except for the rage she shows and the sticky orange hands. She washes off her hands at the sink, drying them on the towel, and returns to the refrigerator for something else to use - she wants ingredients, really vile obnoxious ingredients! Nothing else in the refrigerator looks interesting enough, so she moves to the left to open cupboard doors above her. The stuff in her panties squishes, slides, and slurps inside there, obnoxious feeling, and she almost delights in the nastiness of it - almost wishing she could go to the wedding wearing this ugly mess in her panties, and telling him to go fuck himself in front of the entire assembly. Cardboard boxes of things (gravies, gelatins, sauces, herbs and spices are up in the first cupboard), next to that are cans of this-a-ghetti, that-a-roni, baked beans, canned tomatoes, fish in brine... She grabs the can of baked beans, and rummages around in the drawers for the opener, then opens it. She hesitates for a few seconds – she can still stop this, take off the panties and slip, re-establish the beautiful bridal look, and nobody would know - once she starts, there’s no going back (she’d better be sure about this), and she begins pulling the back of the skirt up, mounding it against her back, fiddling under the slip for the elastic holding the high-cut satin panties to her, and dumps the entire 6oz canful of gook inside. Stuff instantly pours down her legs, she can hear lines of wet stuff hitting the bundle of skirt on the floor between her feet, she replaces the can, then reaches back, mushes through the bulging slimy panties at the filthy feeling wet globs of guck inside. Her face of misery as the orangey brown-ish beans and slimy liquid slurp fills, immediately stains, drenches, and dripps from the panties would tease even the most hardened connoisseur of messy videos (if this were a video). Tiffany: “Uuuungh – fuck – mmM-MmmM” It’s just fucking repulsive, but she’s standing more on her left leg as she twists to the right, unable to see what she’s doing under the mound of white material she holds to her back, squishing and squelching it up her ass-crack, sliding it under herself, and back, spreading the small round feeling globs and that mush inside the panties against herself. Beans from behind squeeze through the elastic leg openings with pumpkin pie from in front as she mushes it up between her legs, muttering “fuck”, reaching under. Now letting go of the skirt (letting it slide softly over the back of her legs and hang over her arm), she digs under the skirt in front and behind. Both hands work under the skirt to push beans forward and pie behind, sort of mixing the whole warm feeling mess, but the skirt is quite a hindrance, and she leaves her ass, deciding to concentrate on the mess in front. The bottom edge of the slip feels wet against the backs of her legs as she takes her arm out from behind, bundling skirt in front, and dropping it to the side (holding it there) standing upright, squishing her butt-cheeks together, feeling mushy beans press out. The stuff feels kind of heavy between her legs (sort of dangling in the panties) as she squeezes her legs together now – Tiffany bites her lip as she pushes through the slippery material bulging from in front of her, slimy, revolting, disgusting! She presses it, cupping the bulge, sliding it under herself, and dragging the sludge back. Slime slithers between her fingers, drips to the floor – she’s closed her eyes – listening to the sound of clods of bean mush hitting the floor. Beans slide down her legs, helped by rivers of slimy wet glue that fill her shoes and spread tiny lakes from them. She bends forward, a little more each second, sinking as she mushes at the sludge in the front of her panties, digging, pulling, pushing it against herself, under, collecting more from between her legs, under, and adding in front. Beans and clods of stuff slither down her legs and fall to the floor – it’s fucking EROTIC feeling, and it dawns on her that she won't be getting nooky tonight! Tiffany digs her hand into the filled briefs, pushing a clear space in the orangey looking sludge, and digs her finger inside herself, then two. She’s standing, knees wide apart, the skirt pulled up and over to the side, and she stiffens, lolling her head back, sort of wavering on the heels, licking her lips, as she pulls and pushes slowly, then more forcefully. She drops her head forward, her heals come up from the shoes as she stiffens, widening her knees even further apart, pulling and pushing more rapidly inside. Beans and sludge slide around her fingers as she’s digging, eyes open now, moaning blissfully, a bit of a whimper, bending further forward, looking down herself (the veil becoming bothersome as it slides forward a bit), and looking up from the hideously awful view – “oh fuck, this is awesome” – she’s thinking as beans dribble down her legs and a caramel looking slimy stuff drips from the panties “she’d might as well fuck this dress really good now, but - ”. And just like that, she remembered how repulsive the clothing felt after messy sex with him. She withdrew the fingers from herself, cleaning her hands on the stockings and re-composing herself as she remembered the chiffon prom dress - covered in spaghetti sauce, salad dressing, butter, oil and all that barbeque sauce, the panties filled to bulging with that orange peel loaded marmalade – sex had been exquisite, and then just lying there only thirty seconds afterwards she desperately wanted to get out of the fucking dress and shower (long, and hard). That realization made her decide not to finish finger fucking herself to climax - no, she wants to fuck this wedding gown up bad. Really hideously, disgustingly, treacherously awfully bad. She first makes a scan of the neighborhood, going over to the white chiffon curtains, peeking out through them, she can’t see anyone who’d immediately ruin her fun, so she returns to the refrigerator. Still looking entirely resplendently bridal, the skirt pulls back from her, smearing around the little mounds and dollops of stuff on the kitchen floor, but not really marking the end of the skirt all that badly yet (just a little bit of muddy wet staining that could be explained – if necessary). She removes the heavy bowl, puts it on the counter, selects the biggest pot, and pours the entire glop into it. Now going to the cupboards, she reaches up and selects another can of baked beans, now digging through the front of the skirt at the mess in her briefs, with the other hand. She parts her knees to get a better hold of the soggy gook inside there, and it takes five or six seconds for the white material to become a little orangey then brown, and then stuff to drip through her fingers to the white beneath – there’s really no thought to doing it, it just feels better. Without any mind to the first stab of destruction against the gown, she opens the can of baked beans, and pours it over the porridge inside the pot, adds another can of the same stuff, and yet another. She selects some jam next, opens the jar, digs inside, and slawms the dark purple goo along the Basque waistline between the top, and the skirt, marking it terribly, dragging the stuff with tiny black seeds across (now) wet looking, purple material. Globs of jam press below her fingers, and fall to the skirt below, sliding and sticking there. She dugs into the jar again, stirring the contents, squats (with her knees together), pours and shakes the jam onto the narrow line of skirt between her legs, and (after putting the jar down) spreads the stuff up to the purple Basque waistline. With so much goo to spread, globs slide down the skirt on either side of her legs, and she collects more from jam reservoir over her legs, plastering the stuff up her front to her breasts, then shoulders, and cleans her hands on the arms. Purple ooze slithers down the skirt as she stands upright now, mashing jam into the little folds at the join between skirt and waistline. She admires her handiwork for a second or two - the dress is FUCKED! But not fucked enough for her liking. That veil really is bothersome, billowing infinitely gently around her, she has to mash it against her back again with sticky fingers that pull it back (floating from her). The front of the gown glistens purple with black beads everywhere in the lace (taking the place of shiny sequins) – butterscotch, she desperately wants to use butterscotch next. Her hands shake a bit (excitedly) as she opens jar of Hershey’s Butterscotch Topping, digs into the resistant ooze within, mashes the load into her armpit, squeezing her arm there to separate stuff to the dress, and pulls the clean hand out. When she separates her arm from her side, the material pulls deliciously with terrible, sticky perfection. She digs into the jar again, and does the same for the other side. She digs into the jar and drags the stuff up her side, pulling it over defiant material that seems unwilling to take the stuff, but she smears it in, and does the same to the other side. Tiffany feels that the stuff isn’t right for the illusion material (just too hard to work with) so she reaches up for the plastic bottle of Hershey’s Special Dark chocolate syrup. She spends a couple of seconds reading it: “Mildly sweet chocolate taste that’s unique to Hershey’s Special Dark products. Use in place of the traditional chocolate syrup for a richer, deeper flavor.” Tiffany opens it, places it against the fine white mesh between her cleavage, and squeezes the bottle – hard. Wet, black gooey liquid quickly fills the void, then spreads up and out, along the line of dress at the illusion border, and pours over in two filthy black oil-slicks. Drizzling over her breasts to the dress below, she spreads a dark brown mess across the purple and white with her other hand. Inside, she feels the stuff trying to make its way down, but it filters through the material instead, as she’s smearing the stuff around. The smell is just so chocolate sweet that she smiles, emptying the bottle into the cleavage, and spreading the devastating chocolate smear around the front of the wedding dress, into the skirt, over the illusion, to her collar, and down the almost white arms of the dress. Chocolate drips slowly from chocolate covered places to white, leaving horrible passages here and there, and yet, more (so much more) has still to be done to this vile ruin. Tiffany returns to the cupboards, the skirt still gracefully pulling so pristinely white behind her, yet the front of the dress pressing against the imitation wood cupboards below (a light colored ash) spread smears and drips to the cupboards. In the space between the counter and the top cupboards, a mirror reflects the nasty looking bride that she’s become, and she takes a bit of time to pose for the mirror (getting a good look at what has yet to be accomplished). The dainty little white flowerets in the coronet dance happily, the front of the dress glows a caramel brown purple with smears and horrible looking yucky – feeling so wet and sticky now, and yet, inside, it mostly still slides easily over the satin slip (except for the wetness between and under her breast). It’s weird that the mess hasn’t soaked through to her yet, even the butterscotch at her armpits and sides is horribly sticky on the surface, but for just a little discomfort directly at her armpits, the stuff hasn’t filtered through. It’s a testament to the heavy material used in making the dress, and she thinks (as she’s reaching up for the messy ingredients), that it must have cost a lot when it was new. Tiffany selects the next two bottles of Hershey’s caramel, another jar of jam, and a couple of boxes of cake batter mix. She puts the cake batter mix aside (for a moment) as she wrestles with the reluctant lid on the jar. The butterscotch is really sticky at her sides, she has to forcefully pull when arms meet sides, and only then does she remember why they don’t separate from her when she expects them to – it’s really weird. With the jar opened, she sqooshes her fingers around in there, and empties the stuff over the beans inside the pot of porridge, next, she squirts the first bottle of caramel over that, but leaves the second one. The beans in her panties are really fucking obnoxious feeling. The bride in the mirror digs through the sticky brown-purple streaked and smeared skirt at the hanging bulge, dangling heavily between her legs, collecting, and sliding the mush against her, up, in front, and pinches through the material to find the elastic top to the filled feminine garment. The face of the shiny brown bride (in the mirror) looks really repulsed as she slawms and digs at the goo inside there, reaches back, spreading her knees, she digs back as well as in front. Her arms ooze over the butterscotch at her sides, sliding the whole dress around as she digs and pulls, then parts from the vile job (with sticky sounds) and she arranges the gown on her a little more comfortably. The stuff in her panties has mostly dried to a mushy, globular feeling gunk that’s really disgusting – Tiffany decides to moisten it up, grabbing the caramel, opening the top and bundling up the front of the skirt pulling it to one side to reveal the intended target. Those panties bulged horrifyingly, and the stockings looked disgusting, even though all the beans were now on the floor (somewhere) it was just brown, and yucky between her legs, with long, brown, river-like streaks through silvery white, down to her sticky, wet shoes. Tiffany: “oh fuck” She lifted out the elastic, revealing an orange mash that cracked apart from her like old mashed potatoes. She pushed the bottle into the stuff inside there, let the elastic close around it, and squeezed the bottle with both hands. Within seconds, she felt the stuff, wet, against her, then dribbling down her legs, and she pulled the bottle out, then massaged the slick undergarment, smooshing and squishing at it. Now for the backside. With her legs squeezing in tight together, caramel dribbled from the panties, running down her legs, she slid her arm under the skirt to the back, pressed the bottle in and squeezed. Instantly, caramel drifted down the backs of her legs, and she pulled the bottle a bit further up to fill the panties instead of pressing it all through. She reached back with the other hand, and squished the mess inside there, poked it up her butt-crack, and slathered it under herself and back, still squeezing the bottle. She parted her feet and spread her knees wide so she could look under herself, seeing lines and drips hanging from her ass, connecting back there to a muddy little lake in the bundle of beautiful white satin skirt behind her. Tiffany pulled the bottle out, but continued mushing and sliding the squishy goo inside her panties, and now she was aware of a bothersome lock of hair trying to blind her. She lets the skirt drop haphazardly (around her legs) to the floor, and mashes back the hair with some caramel goo. Tiffany pulls back the veil again (the butterscotch just tugging at her sides as her arms come in contact) and she pulls out the skirt from her legs so she doesn’t get tripped up by all that fabric. When she turns to the counter again, the picture she sees in the wall mirror is gruesome (to say the least), but so much porridge filth lay entirely untouched – it just HAD to be used – didn’t it? She turns to the island where the pot sits, pulls out the skirt again, and takes the one step forward to it. She opens the drawer under the counter, takes the long spoon, and sinks it into the muck, stirring it now to a homogenously awful lightly purplish-grey glop. “oh yes – chocolate” she thinks, looking at the wrong colored stuff, and she turns for the 2 boxes on the kitchen surface behind her. Betty Crocker’s SuperMoist Tripple Chocolate Fudge cake batters should do a magnificent job (she decides). Both boxes get emptied into the bowl that the porridge was in, but instead of following all the directions for oil and eggs and such, she decides just to use eggs, and began hand beating the stuff to the consistency she knows makes good cakes. Her butterscotch sides being so incredibly sticky, it’s just easier to lay her beating arm against her side and do all the work from the elbow and wrist, while the other hand is free to turn the bowl. Fuck if those panties haven’t sagged between her legs again – the elastic must be giving out with so much weight in there, or maybe her movement causes them to slide down (whatever the reason, she pinches through the skirt at her sides and hoists them back up into place). Bean glop splatters her right leg and catches inside the shoe, she flicks her foot, but it isn’t coming out from between her foot and the shoe. The cake batter’s finished. Tiffany takes the bowl to the pot, and slathers her hand around inside the bowl as she pours, getting all the chocolate stuff into the pot, then just plunges her hands into the sludge, and turns it and churns it. She soon realizes it’s not quite as effective as stirring with a spoon, but it’s so much more filthy feeling like this – it’s wonderful! The chocolate glop that results is exactly the muddy kind of color she wants, just such a hideously slimy, chunky, gooey, plaster-like slop that coats and slides and flops from her hand as she holds it above the pot – perfect! She reaches back, behind herself, to the zipper, but it won’t budge. Her fingers are just so slimy feeling, reaching back, up, trying to find that hook to pull from the eyelet that clasps the zipper in place “there”. The butterscotch pulls, and tugs mighty sticky sounds at her sides, and under-arms as she unzips the back of the gown, down behind to the lovely, large, silk butterfly bow, but returning to the satin covered buttons in the illusion is both easier and harder to do. The veil fights her, catching her hands, pulling a bit, and she dumps the whole thing forward, over her head, dropping her hair over her shoulders to get at the couple of buttons in the collar, then the four down her back. She cups both hands into the porridge, but realizes she’ll have to transfer it to one hand to pour down her back – she needs a mug, or measuring cup, and with the back of the dress flapping, she finds the measuring cup in a lower cupboard to the left of the sink. Just as she was returning to the pot, she remembers that dickless wonder’s words – “…I couldn’t marry you – your breasts are just too damn small.”, which suddenly infuriates her. She bundles the skirt around her legs (to hold the stuff inside her panties from falling on the rug) and returns to the bedroom vanity. She opens the drawer full of bras, and pulls out the frilly satin one the jerk got her without asking measurements first – a Valmont 30C when she took an A (asshole) and she pulls her arms from the gown, drops the spaghetti straps of the slip from her shoulders, and puts on the almost empty looking bra, fastening it behind her. Pulling the slip back on, digging into the sleeves and feeling the sticky yuck re-connect with her armpits, she returns to the kitchen. Angrily, the bride in the mirror digs into the pot, retrieves a full and dripping container, and lifts up the top of her gown from her right shoulder, leans forward a bit, and pours the entire chocolate flow inside, over the bra and slip straps, sliding against her it descends within the gown, between the bra’s cups, coming to rest in a mound below the bra. She sinks the measuring cup again, and pours inside the left, pinching through to pull out the slip from her this time – its just so fucking delicious feeling! So unbelievably naughty. She adds yet another full 2-cup measure to the bulging dress, and smears through the front, collecting it, pinching the point of the bra cup out and smearing the mass of goop inside, filling the breast size with a wet mash. The gown was just so unbefuckingleavabley slimy feeling now, bulging filth inside it slurps and sucks as she’s collecting the next bulge from the front, pulling out the deflated bra cup, and packing it full of that sludge – she feels almost violated as she’s lightly smearing the slimy ooze that’s filtered through the front of the gown to those fake breasts – the asshole wanted big boobs, so she’s made some! Fuck him! Her back feels cold, and Tiffany thinks about all that pure white dress back there - she sinks the 2 cup measuring device into the muck, reaches back, and pours down her back. At the last moment, as she feels it sliding down her shoulder blades, she remembers the silvery satin slip, and pulls it back from herself to let the stuff slide over the bra clasps, and against her spine. Another 2 cups, and the stuff is settling against the crook of her ass. She’s reaching back now, pushing against the wet at the base of her spine, sliding it across her ass, but she’s more interested to see the stuff squeezing through the front of the dress from those fake boobs – sort of oozing (squishing) through the front of the gown. Now interested to see what it looks like behind her, she turns away from the mirror, pulls the veil in a delicately swelling bundle to the side, and looks back – it’s chocolate staining bliss in there! Beautiful – and ghastly. She smiles and giggles a bit (how wonderful)! Below the far more pronounced bulges at her chest (pressing far further out from her than she’s used to seeing), mounds of sludge inside the dress still need to be dealt with. She digs through the front, collecting the stuff, spreading it to the fake peaks jutting from her chest, and building out what is already as full a bra as it will hold. The slime is just obnoxious covering the front of the gown now – a light chocolate creamy ooze, which she leaves ever changing finger paintings in, every time she slides her hands across. Her front is a slippery, creamy-brown, with a dark purpley-brownish lace trim, the illusion is clear – a wet window through to a mass of creamy ooze between that silly pronounced bra, the soggy lace from the slip laying over the ooze – but the skirt is heavy and purple still, with multiple purple lines dragging globs down to the lacy hem that drifts across her toes as she turns again for the pot. More has to go inside! She pulls down the shoulders of the gown to her elbows, the soft white collar flops forward and dangles below her breasts, hanging from wet illusion, and the whole gown is sagging now, slipping from where she wants it – she has to try this again. Pulling it back (sort of into place), she reaches back and zips up to the tightest point in her waist, surprisingly finding a hook and eye there, and fastening that too. She slides the sleeves back to her elbows again so the gown hangs from her waist, and droops from her arms. What she can see of the bra (under the soggy slip) is a slimy brownish color, with paste covering it, and plaster above. Some dryish creamy plaster parts from the wet slip, and falls to the skirt and then the floor – the slip is just so sticky, wet, and wrinkled looking. Grabbing the measuring cup again, she just pours a solid slop inside the cold, slimy dress, hearing the last stuff flop within, feeling it all welling around her guts, and spreading a bit. She reaches forward, holding the edge of the pot with one hand, digging in with the other, and stands upright again as she pours another measured 2 cups full inside the wretched clothing. It’s a hollow kind of glopping sound as the stuff falls over the bra to the lake of gook inside there – another measured cup of the stuff drops over the dress like a chocolate colored puke, cold, wet, horrible, and she puts the thick glass container onto the counter, lifting the heavily soiled gown back up her front, pulling the shoulders back and settling the cold feeling thing where it should be. Entirely down her front, the disgusting chocolate puke slithers and drips in two main slides through the skirt to the floor. As an after-thought she pulls her hands up the mess and mashes it into the soft satin collar. Getting the collar completely wet with the stuff, she thickly plasters inside to it, reaches back and fastens the cold, slimy thing to the back of her neck, pushing the buttons into the holes. She collects the artificial gut in front, hoisting the mass of liquid sludge up – it all just slides around her hands, returning back to the waistline, with so much brown liquid glue just oozing through soggy material, coating shiny down the entire front of the skirt. Stuff slithered and dribbled down her legs – the entire front of the gown was just so damned heavy with it all, compared to the light feeling back. She turned to look back at the mirror, the flaps still waving at her back like white triangular wings on either side of a wet, chocolate slip. She reached back, and began zipping up the back, instantly creating a hiss of air from the (now) tight front of the soggy ruin coating her. The bra continued to hold all the mash, but she felt individual flakes of stuff squeeze, trying to escape against her from the crushing bra. Liquid ooze just flowed from the brown fabric as she slithered the zipper up (getting caught on the slip, tugging it back down, and trying again), until it met the top of its course. She fastened the hook into the eyelet, and began fastening the buttons as the skirt swayed wetly between her legs, sagging so obnoxiously awfully – just so terribly ruined. The revolting brown bride looked at herself in the two foot slit of mirror above the counter, below the cupboards, tugging up those loaded panties again, and adjusting the destroyed wedding gown as comfortably as she could. That bulge looked like a beer-gut, sagging over the Basque waistline, dribbling ooze in irregular glawms to the shining skirt below, and she smeared the stuff up, coating over the fake breasts to her shoulders, pulling more up her sides, moving the stuff around inside the gown, against her, dragging cupped handfuls between the breasts to her neck – just so fucking slimy (appalling). She smeared the stuff around her chin, and plastered back her hair with it, cleaning off her hands at her sides, the stuff just oozed inside the dress, settling back to her waist again, just so much (too much). Tiffany dug through the back of the silky soft skirt at the filth in the panties, twisting, standing entirely on her left side, the dress wrinkling up her side as she reached back, squishing her fingers up her butt-crack, and pushing stuff under herself, pulling it back, pushing in front through that slippery wet garment in front with the other hand, cupping, and squishing and sliding that most exquisitely feminine zone with round feeling globs (beans) and mashed sludge. NO! She thought, she couldn’t do that yet. There was just too fucking much stuff to use on this dress yet. She pulled out the skirt again (always the princess) and returned to the pot. Instead of digging back into the pot again, she picks up the weighty thing by both handles, seeing the stuff ooze heavily towards her as she lifted it, and she sinks a bit (so not to have to raise the pot quite so high) carefully beginning the pour down her back. She could feel the stuff pulling on the veil first, weighting it down, then, heavily, a pile of the material swings off to the right, twisting her head that way as well. She pulls her head back as the veil lets go of mounds of chocolate, and down her back, she feels the weighty stuff traveling over all the pure virgin white like sunlight giving way to darkness. The pot is still so damned heavy, so she pours a little more, feeling the clods of stuff sliding over her, and seeing stuff coming around the front, from her sides, dripping to the skirt. Her arms are getting tired holding this pot like this, so she turns the pot even more, now feeling the stuff really gain momentum with drips, splots, and sliding slurpy sounds, and the other side of the veil swings out like a heavy towel, hanging there, dripping chunks of beans and chocolate slop. To finish off, she lifts the almost empty pot to the height her arms could reach, and pours the remainder in the crown of her head, letting the stuff slide over her hair, cover her ears, pouring either side of her face and shoulders in a lava-like flow to her front and back. She stands upright, instantly feeling all that stuff gain momentum, slipping over the dress, entirely coating it. Hearing slapping, slurpy, slithering sounds, of the stuff falling down her back, she puts the pot on the counter, where still more stuff (inside) settles to coat the bottom. The “gut” at her waist looks really, really beer-belly-like now, but she’s more concerned with the stuff drifting down her back, and that twenty pound skirt dragging her down behind. She reaches back, and smears the stuff down, settling to a squat where here knees almost touch her chin, spreading the stuff to the lake of chocolate filth around the back of her, and she stands. She pulls out the skirt, taking a look at the thing, and the lake transfers to the floor, spreading only a little out – so thick. Amazingly, sharp shards of dazzlingly pure white reach up almost to the soggy bundle of chocolate cloth tacked to her ass, that used to be the butterfly bow. The lake looks inviting! The veil is way too heavy now, but by slapping it down her back, it feels almost like it’s not there. She drags out the skirt as she settles to kneel on the splattered floor, sliding around to face the lake behind her, and lays forward in the chocolate. Stuff presses up around inside the dress, and the lake squelches out from her. She smears the stuff up her front (beside her) to the dress, her front, her sagging collar, and she rolls to her back, pulling the sloppy skirt to her abdomen. The stuff in her panties squishes from her butt around her legs as she sits upright, and drags the mulch to her legs – surprisingly still showing a few areas of white. Just a few minutes slithering and sliding gook to the dress, and she stands up on the slippery kitchen floor. The skirt flops wetly to her legs, sucking to them, now entirely drenched chocolate brown (inside and out). Tiffany stands there for a second, unbelievably funked out by the treacherously destroyed clothing she’s wearing, and still, she’s thinking “it still need more!”. She catches a glimpse of herself in the long, floor-length kitchen mirror beside the refrigerator – just an entirely chocolate coated bride, dripping, filthy, slimy, utterly disgusting in that veil (still showing one mutant white floweret bouncing gaily at the end of a tiny stalk), and she tugs her legs apart with the slimy skirt trying the suck them together, making her way to the cupboards again for the large milk carton size of the most black looking, thick molasses. She tears the carton, pulling, and opening it, then drags the veil from her head, pulling pins and everything from the matted, slimy rat-tails that her hair’s become. Tiffany reaches up and pours. The stuff slowly oozes forward, and from the carton, heavily dragging back her hair, and pouring down her back, she moves the carton forward, to pour down her shoulder and front. The black paint covers her chest, sliding down her front, and pouring everywhere down her. The stuff drizzles and drips from her elbows, just entirely coating the chocolate with a heavy black that slowly turns the darkest chocolate. Amazingly, she doesn’t even notice the gunk hanging between her legs in the panties – it’s just so wet and revolting everywhere else. With the carton emptied over her, just a black lake spreading from her, the skirt sucked in tight to her legs and filthy oil dripping and sliding everywhere from her, she figures it’s finally time to enjoy some self pleasuring sex. Tiffany grabs the heavy slime skirt, squishing the material to drag it up to the side, and reaches in to the briefs, drags them down (with slaps and splatters from gunk inside them hitting the floor), pulling the twisted knot of material to her knees. She smears the gunk from her, and digs inside (gritting her teeth, and bending a bit forward). Tiffany: “Oh fuck.” She digs and pulls, digs and pulls, faster, slower (her knees wide apart) she’s bending further forward now, really getting off as slimy gunge drips everywhere from her, her hair slides to the side of her face and sways there, dripping goo. Tiffany: “Oh fuck.” She moans and whimpers, louder and more pronounced as she digs – just so much filth dripping from the destroyed blackened wedding gown, she’s getting so fucking hot now. Straining and whimpering, she straightens in jerks, pulling and digging, licking her lips, moaning, fucking herself – it just felt so exquisitely, deliciously kinky like this. The black slip hung either side of her hand, coating the tops of her legs, as the black skirt behind her dangles in columns from her ass to the floor, and she digs moaning, leaning forward again, and pulling back up in jerks, straining, gritting her teeth and whimpering more and more loudly. She begins digging faster, more determined, and finally, probably more than five minutes, she climaxes – and ebbs, slowly, so relaxed, and blissful. She pulls fingers from herself, and lays both hands on her legs above her knees, just catching her breath. Tiffany: “Oh fuck that was good.” She pulls upright, and straightens the gown on her body, dragging the liquid black skirt around more pleasingly. She’s just so fucking messy! Her heart’s beating so damn fast. It’s time to clean up. She reaches back for the buttons and zipper, dragging the buttons from the dress, tearing the hooks from eyes, and just ripping the zipper apart. Yeah, this dress was coming off now. She dragged the thing from her, letting it flop in a pile around her feet, and she steps out from it all. The filled bra was next. Gunk was just stuck to her skin, and she reached back, unfastened the bra and pulled the black feminine garment from her, revealing the fake breast plaster stuck to her. She smears the goo from her body, and reaches down to unfasten the shoes, slides the stockings from her legs, and looks at the horrible mess around her, standing there, naked. Tiffany kneels, and drags the panties over the mass of chocolate blackness coating the floor, pulling the lake to the mounded pile of black wedding gown. Only about an hour ago, she’d been the most beautiful blonde bride any guy would have had an instant hard on for, and now she’s on all fours, pulling the glop to a treacherously destroyed mound of material that was once that silky white wedding gown. Yeah, she gets up, and takes the cleaning stuff from the lower cupboard, and the bucket. Tiffany drags the thirty pounds of black wedding gown to the big, hefty garbage bag, and drops it inside, with the bra, stockings and panties, pours water over the floor, and sponges to the bucket (still she’s just a sticky, slimy coated naked woman of 22 years with too flat a chest for that asshole she thought she’d be marrying today) – well fuck him! She cleaned the cupboards, washed the counter, the pot, and figured she’d be smart to make another bowlful of porridge – for the hockey team. As a last afterthought, before going to the shower for about four hours, she phoned the corner store to re-supply (jam, butterscotch, chocolate cake batter, chocolate sauce, several cans of baked beans and another bag of porridge). Tiffany went down the hallway to the bathroom, turned the hot water on, cold, and stepped into the warm shower, where water parted clods of gunk from her hair, her body, and ass, between her legs, and everywhere – it was the most wonderfully relaxing shower she believed she’d ever had. Glorious. It was a while before she felt she was clean enough to turn the shower off, and step out, towel off, and blow-dry her silky hair to the perfection it had been before all of this. She walked past the kitchen, and saw the bag of groceries beside the door (no curtains were actually open, even though glorious sunshine still glowed through those chiffon curtains), so walked over the slightly sticky, but clean looking floor, and put the stuff from the bag into the cupboards – jams, butterscotch, chocolate cake batter, bottles sauce, and a bag of oatmeal. Still naked, and getting cold now, the phone rang – it was him! Tiffany: “Yes? WHAT? Oh bullshit – it you had any idea what – you really do? Then what about the… it was your BROTHER? Oh bullshit. They’re all waiting still? The wedding’s on? REALLY?” She actually looks excited! Surprisingly, she actually believes the asshole this time! She smothers the receiver, cuddling it, loving the person at the other end, and hangs up so excitedly now. She jumps a little on the spot, reveling in the moment of delirious joyfulness, and runs to the bedroom. She grabs the next high sheer lace accented stockings, runs to the bed, and carefully drifts the first up her leg, then the other, and excitedly grabs inside the cupboard for the next identical wedding gown, tears off the plastic, unzips it, unbuttons and unfastens it, then returns to the vanity for the next pair of those frilly panties she owns so many pairs of. Her fairly small breasts wiggle as she reaches under, steps into, and pulls up the bridal high-cut briefs into place - those expensive, cream satin, form hugging things with dangling satin accent frills adorning the leg openings. She strides to the vanity, and sits on the pink satin cushioned chair, applying blush, smearing on a finger of blue cream eye shadow. Next, the lipstick. She stands to drop the silvery satin lace accent slip over her head, and slides it into place. Max: “CUT – That’s a wrap folks!” A short fire-siren ring sounded, sunlight through the curtains snapped to darkness, the flashing lights on the manned couple of video cameras stopped blinking, the guy with the sound boom lifted it out of the way and walked off. Behind the cameras, blue-white lights snapped on, and a general hub-ub ensued as this messy video shoot wrapped up. Max: “You did brilliantly as usual Tiffany – we’ll loop the video so they never stop watching it – for instructions how to keep a Newfie interested for hours, please turn paper over – for instructions how to keep a Newfie interested for hours, please turn paper over – for instructions” Tiffany: “Lovely. Did I do it all? I didn’t miss any of that crap Mr.Messmaster2000 wrote into that exhaustive story did I?” Max: “Well, come to think about it, I think you left the shit out.” Tiffany: “I wonder why. So are we done here?” Max: “Everything except the money – go see Peggy for your five hundred – oh, but, wait a minute…” Tiffany watched, waiting for her cue to go as Max’s finger slid over the last couple of paragraphs, mumbling “…straining, pushing… …hands slide to her breasts as she winces, catches her breath and pushes again… …fucking awful, so warm, sticky, weighting down the panties, pushing them out from her so much more obnoxiously than the baked bean mush… …yada, yada”. Tiffany has one of those looks on her face, with the stance to match that says “fuck you – no way – never happening”, standing there in that silver satin slip, bare-foot in shiny, white stockings, and that silky hair glowing. Max had to see that part of the video – to know whether to cut it, or keep it, he had to see it first. It was irresistible. Max: “I’ll give you another hundred?” Tiffany: “Not fucking likely” Max: “Two?” Tiffany: “Nnnn – nn – n.” Tiffany looks upset, like she’s fighting with the bills on one side, and the awful way she’s going to have to earn the money to pay them – but she could even get the shoes she wanted if – Tiffany: “Two fifty final offer” Max: “Done baby. Go get the wreck back on, we’ll have to fix it a bit with some stitching, and spread the stuff out again, but this time you wont’ have to clean it.” Tiffany rolls a fold of the slip in her fingers as she drops her head, turning towards the set, and steps back up onto the bedroom side of the sound stage. She slides the slip off, dropping it to the carpet, takes off the panties (for everyone to see) and the stockings, just leaving them there. She’s been seen naked so many times by these folks it’s just part of the job now – but this – this thing she’d going to do now – this is different to anything she’d done before. It’s just fucking nasty. She’s really not looking forward to this at all. In the kitchen, one of the guys dragged the forty of fifty pound bag of sludge and sloppy fabric to the open area of floor that most of the action took place (out from the center island, in front of the refrigerator), and rolled the bag over to let all the contents pour out. He grabbed the corners of the bottom, and let the final bits and pieces drip onto the black island of a quickly expanding lake, and walked off. Tiffany entered the kitchen set, cross-armed (hiding her breasts) from the adjoining “hallway”, and looked at the foul pile with the most sour look on her face. She approached the pile, stepping gingerly into the slimy blackness, and dragged out the heavy, sodden clothing pinched in thumb and forefinger. Her face looked nauseated as (behind her) the cameras’ red lights showed they were recording this obvious “out-take”. The clothing splotted as she dropped it into the foul sludge, and she recognized a shoe. She was just so clean now – what was she doing this for? She pulled at the pile a bit more forcefully, finding the slightly more grey looking slip by it’s underarm lace border and the strap, dragging out the still partially full bra as well, and dropping them both onto the clean surface of the floor, away from the slowly expanding lake. Her toes squooshed in the stuff, squatting like this (over the terrible wreckage), her hair hung loosely down her back and shoulders – she really, really didn’t want to be doing this. Tiffany found the shoulders of the thing, and dragged it from the muck, sending the other shoe and so much heavy muck to the floor, seeing the tight bundle (that had to be panties) in a pile of glop beside the skirt. Somewhere, there was still the stockings to find. She slapped the gown against her body, instantly making her feel wet and awful – she still had to wear this fucking thing (all of it)! She dropped the gown back to the floor with such a wet slopping sound, dug into the pile of goo with the panties in it, and rescued the things, opened them, and stepped in, dragging them up herself and into place. Next, she settled into the muck, sitting, and felt around for the other missing stocking, found it easily, and carefully slid both of them on. Stuff squished around her ass, she flipped her soft hair back and got to all fours (where her hair slid forward to either side of her face) making her way over the extremely slippery floor to the slip and bra. She dragged the bra to her, dug it into pile of muck on the floor, to fill it, and settled it over her breasts, then dragged it back and fastened it. Hooks were bent where she’d pulled, and one of the eyes was dangling un-usable, but the effect would look the same. She stood, pulled out the slip from the shoulder straps, stepped in, and pulled the wet thing up her body. It was just so wet, vile, dark grey and ugly. She only had the gown to go, and the shoes, but the seamstress was arguing with Max about doing this kind of job. Hoshiko: “…clean – I do them clean… …not like this – I do them clean.” But that was all Tiffany heard, because the sucking, slurping, gloppy sounds as she slid into the repulsively cold, ugly dress, and this utterly vile, slimy coldness was pretty gross. She stuffed her arms into the wet sleeves, and pulled the rest back onto her – the collar was almost too nasty to do, but she clasped it in her fingers, and dragged it back, buttoning it up behind her glossy, clean hair. The breasts were deflating a bit too quickly (so much liquid with the mush in there) and they guys pointed out that there was quite a bulging tire around her mid-section that needed to be replaced. She knelt in it, and collected more slop, pouring it inside the dress with her hands to her shoulders and leaning forward. More and more filled the dress, and she finally had a bit of help from the seamstress to button what could be, but the rest had to sewn up by hand (the zipper was entirely fucked, and so were the hooks). For several minutes, Hoshiko worked black thread into the flaps, pulling them together so it looked right, and Tiffany just stood there, dripping – just too fucking awful to think about it, then sat back on the floor, and put the shoes back on, fastening the straps that bound them to her feet. She lay back, and plastered back her hair in the stuff, slithered, and slid in it all, then onto her front, pulling forward and pushing back, over the floor, spread the mess over the dress again, and around the floor (sort of resembling what that used to look like). She sat, and slid the stuff over her legs – anywhere that looked clean was blackened again, except for her face, which mostly just had small drips and a line around to her chin, which someone duplicated from the tape. Max: “Tiffany, sorry girl, but we’re going to have to use another angle for this scene – nothing behind you looks the same, the floor’s different – we’re opening up the counter side, sliding away the refrigerator, and dropping the door down. Just give us a few minutes. And we’re going to have to fill your panties again the way they looked.” Tiffany: “I’m going to fill them – I’m doing that – not ‘someone’.” Max wasn’t listening, and Tiffany just miserably looks at the director jerk, then the floor (for anything more to use in the panties) but it’s surprising how little actual “mush” is left – her “gut” mostly looks the same, the bra is pretty much pushing out the dress the same, but there’s just no more gunk left. A vacuum must have sucked it out of existence or something. She looks back at Max. Tiffany: “There isn’t enough here to fill an egg-cup!” Max: “So break open another can already – you’ve got enough of ‘em you know.” Tiffany gulps, standing in the swirls of muck, squishing her fingers together, sucks slurps and slithers to the cupboard before the entire wall, gets pulled up flat against the ceiling, the cupboards above are unhooked from the beams above, and the lower ones (sink and all) was pushed away (with the refrigerator as well). She took just one of the cans, opened it, sucked the slimy skirt from her legs, and poured inside the front of the brown panties. She figures a lot of the second can was squished out during all that work fucking herself, so one can should be about right, and she swayed a little, then dug at the sludge. She knew she had to lay back in the muck, plaster herself entirely, and she began that process as cameras swung to the new position, the outside wall swung down, revealing the back door, some muddy boots and a door mat were dropped there, a dining room table was hauled into view by two more guys, chairs, white linen table-cloth dropped over, and the scene looked pretty much set. Max: “OK Tiffany, we’re ready here – you remember how this part of the story goes?” Tiffany: “Intimately.” Max: “Not yet, but I’ll take that as a ‘yes’, and say – ROLL’EM!” Max’s right index finger swirls the air, red lights on the cameras stay lit, bright sunlight suddenly streams through the curtains, the sound boom guy settles the device just out of sight of the camera’s view, but well inside it’s range to hear all the squishy squooshes, slurps, moaning, and whimpers. Tiffany knows what the mean fucker wrote in that disgusting story, and walks a little towards the dining room set, pulling chocolate filth behind the skirt, and stands there for a moment – deciding? She carefully peeks through the curtain to see if anyone will walk in on her now, and then turns to face the cameras, settling to the stance – knees apart under the skirt, squatting a bit, sort of like she’s sitting on the very edge of a really high toilet, and she grips the tops of her legs as she gives it the first push. Video renters would probably be going “what’s she doing?” right about now, as she catches her breath and pushes again, shaking her head and wincing in that negative way that tells everyone she really doesn’t want to be doing this. The brown woman squats there, in the center of the picture, black lace marking the shoulders, front, and a Basque waistline above which a tire of sludge inside the dress presses out. The breasts on this shining, shimmering chocolate bride look nice, perfect, and she slides her hands from her thighs to them, cupping them, sliding her hands over them as the knees wiggle under the skirt, she grunts, and strains again, pushing. Tiffany drops her hands to her sides, and stands upright, looking at Max. Tiffany: “Do I really HAVE to fucking take a dump? I mean can’t we just cut to an even more loaded pair of briefs? – Is this REALLY fucking necessary?” Max: “Realism darling – you just can’t fake the realism.” Tiffany snears, and settles to the stance again, pulls the skirt a bit over her knees so it cups more and pulls a ridge between them, now cupping the fake breasts again, and lolling her head back on her neck. She stands upright again and looks at Max once more. Tiffany: “’Cus you know we could use a thick plastic hose, and pound it full of messy stuff, and squish it out – it’d look real authentic.” Max: “CUT! Look – Dearest, most beautiful, most precious of my gorgeous looking girls – you’re all dressed up again. The story calls for this, the nasty prick paid us really good money for this, and now you’re fucking it all up. Can we PLEASE have you SHITTING yourself? Please?” Tiffany looked nasty at him, slid her hands down the cold, slippery garment, and resumed the stance. Max: “And – ROLL’EM” The chocolate brown bride slides her hands down the front of the dress, the cup of skirt sags between her knees as she brings them in a closer together, and she squeezes her fingers through to the panties, stroking, then groping (moaning almost blissfully), then, clearly pushes - for real now. Wavering on the high heels, straining, holding her breath, she gasps, and slides her hands to her knees, squatting a bit lower and parting the knees a bit wider a she leans into another straining push. The camera shows the shimmering chocolate bride’s face (close up) eyes closed blue eye shadow, lipstick, chocolate around her face, wincing (as with pain) straining, the collar sags at her neck, above a soaked net material, and she takes a breath, relaxing, licking her lips, opening her ice-blue eyes and looking at the camera, then closing then, and she strains again. Tiffany had never done this before – she’d figure it would be easy to foul an already destroyed thing such as this, but it was fucking hard. She wondered if she had anything to fill the panties with as she pressed down again, lifted up her heels from the shoes, and fucking tried really hard. A wet little fart with something in it parted her butt-crack, and she reached back to pull up the sodden skirt for the close-up. Maybe it was diarrhea? Oh fuck! She pressed the thought from her mind, and pushed again, thankfully feeling something more substantial just begin. She wavered on the ends of her toes, trying to do this, but closing her butt-crack on the little glob that presses from her. In any polite society function, she’d have had a fucking startled look on her face, and be excusing herself mighty quickly for the bathroom, but her she was, really trying to do it for the camera. She could feel the cameraman’s lens in front of her capturing her every facial movement, and she thought she’d turn on the audience with an erotically turned on look - a bit of top teeth showing, head tilts back a bit, and the blissful moan of pleasure, then she winces, tightens up and pushes down again. From behind, the awful view showed the butterfly bow (a dangling mass of cloth) plastered to a parting mass of sticky looking folds that was the skirt, above the bride’s light grey satin panties, chocolate lace stuck under her legs that propped up a cavern of inside of dark, flowing material. She pushed again, and something dug out the back of the panties. Her face showed the extreme discomfort and revulsion, but she took another breath, lifted the soggy collar better over her neck with her fingers, and strained again with such a tortured, pained look. A squooshy sound punctuated with fart splats and more squooshing were the noises above her delicate little moan as the back of her panties filled. She slid her hands to the breasts, smearing the muck around her front, then down to her crotch, massaging as she pushed the final mess from herself. The story told her the next step, and she followed it, squishing back at the mess with her fingers, tentatively at first, then violently digging up her butt crack. She stands almost upright, moaning, revolted –so fucking awful, and she mashes the stuff against herself, under, reaching under the front of the skirt, she collects hold of the mess, and slides it up in front. Stuff is dripping in chunks from the leg openings, sticking to her legs, unmoving from skin – nothing’s hitting the floor like she thought – it’s all just sticking to her ass, legs and the outside of the panties as she slides it around like any other kind of paste. And then the smell hits her. Tiffany: “Oh fuck! Oh – eeeew – oh shit… eeeew.” The violated, fucked, and shit bride doesn’t know what to do with the plaster filled hands she’s waving in front of her – not the dress, but where? She thinks, then just slides them down the skirt, and bends to clean them off in all that material. The panties slide as she stoops, and the phone rings at the same time. What comes next? She thinks, trying to think. Answer the phone – it’s all over when you answer the phone. Tiffany waddles to the phone, such an unbelievably gross, smelling, disgusting thing to do – FUCK. Tiffany: “yes?” She sounds almost monotonic. Act damn you – she thinks – ACT! “Who is this? – YOU?! YOU FUCK! You fucking prick. You should see me you FUCKING ASS-HOLE… WHAT? Your brother? HE’S THE ASSHOLE? It was a practical joke? You want me at the church now? Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. I mean… I mean… give me another hour. I think. Yeah. And I’ll be there!” She’s almost breathless as she hangs up the phone. Shit slides from one butt-cheek to the other as she walks to the middle of the kitchen, and drops to kneeling on the grime covered chocolate smeared floor. She wrestles with the zipper, dragging, pulling, and tugging at the thing trying to wrench it off, but it’s just not coming off! Max: “Cut – print – you’re fucking delicious Tiffany! I love you.” Tiffany: “What’s wrong with this fucking dress?” Outside, there’s a blaring horn, and almost instantly, everyone’s gone. Max yells to anyone else who’s left besides Tiffany that the much needed refreshments have arrived, and is the last to close the door. Max: “Coffee truck’s here.” Tiffany begins dragging at the front of the dress, pulling, tugging, trying to rip the ugly thing from her – all that shit in her panties, slimy, slick, squishing up her ass and legs, so much fucking filth, her hair in rat-tails, this horrible smell! It’s everywhere, FUCK! She sits on the floor, legs tucked under, wildly dragging at where the zipper should be, pulling back there, dragging, and returning to work on the front as shit on her hands smears the dress, trying desperately now to wrench the thing from herself, she’s swaying, pulling at it, she yells as loudly as she can manage. Tiffany: “GET ME OUT OF THIS FUCKING DRESS!” THE END. I'm interested to know how many of you would really, really like to see a website devoted only to wedding messes. Mud, and food mess - everything except the shit (which can be made to look real without being real). The site could be broken into mud, and mess, non-nude non-fuck messing, and all out nude fucking shitting wrestling everything messes. Prom gowns, bridal gowns, and bridesmaid gowns - sheath, mermaid, ball, princess, high collar, off the shoulder, satin, chiffon, silk, lace (everything really femininely pretty on the most lovely looking ladies). Would you want to see that? ONLY that? Let me know. I need your input to work out numbers.
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I had dressed in a simple royal blue silk summer dress and let my hair hang loose over my shoulders and down my back. Nothing fancy but appropriate for dinner. Stella was making some awful French course again, at least she is off of her Hungarian Cuisine kick. Ming-Lee came through the front door and immediately stumbled dropping text books and loose papers all over the foyer's marble floor. I stooped to help her and spied Ming starring straight at my bare legs. I pretended not to notice as I helped her pick her school work up. I was even so brazen as to let my hand brush against her chest when putting a rather large book back in her arms for her. Flustered and obviously quite embarrassed Ming ran upstairs to bathe and dress for dinner before Stella could scold her for being tardy. 40 minutes later she came back downstairs wearing a very striking red oriental dress, not too short but above the knee. It was not cheap or sleazy by any means, but it did hug every curve of her slim body. Ming had also let her hair down and retired the bamboo pins for the evening. As she stood there in the early evening light I realized how exotic and beautiful she really was. her hair was long and jet black...almost touching her waist. Her skin was flawless, like a porcelain doll. I had never seen Ming wear cosmetics before but I noticed a hint of eye shadow and a red lip stain as striking as her dress. Even Stella complimented Ming on how wonderful she looked. "I didn't know you had that kind of woman in you child!" Stella proclaimed light heartedly while placing the platters laden with food on the long dining table. Ming simply smiled and bowed her head down. We ate an uneventful dinner of which I hated every single bite. I don't know how the French can eat this stuff, give me a medium rare T-Bone and a baked potato any day. What is quiche anyway? Spinach moosh is what they should call it. I playfully flipped a broiled pea at Ming hitting her in the cheek. She giggled like a child and flung a cooked flat noodle at me in revenge. The slimy thing stuck right to my forehead! My jaw dropped open and we stared at each other.....then together we laughed so hard and long Stella just shook her head and cleared the table. Ming and I continue to hold our sides and laugh while tears welled on our eyes. In her usual overbearing fashion Stella ejected us from the dining room and suggested we go upstairs where we could act like children behind closed doors. We did just that, running up the grand stairway like clumsy football players laughing the whole way up. Feeling naughty and wanting to get in a whole mess of trouble I dragged Ming to my room to show her a secret. I asked her if she could keep a secret and she said she would never tell a soul. I locked my bedroom door and brought out a silver flask from under my bed ruffle. Jacob, the son of the head man at our stables, had given it to me yesterday afternoon explaining it was some of his Grandmother's peach brandy and it was about damn time I tried a drink or two.. I hadn't brought up the nerve to try it yet but I was feeling to close to Ming I thought we were better off getting into trouble together rather than separately. I twisted off the cap and held the open bottle to my nose. It smelled wonderful! Almost like candy. I parted my lips and took my first sip....mmmmm it went down so smooth and tasted wonderful. It did have a bite at the end but nothing like Daddy's stinky old cognac. I handed it to Ming and she tipped her head back taking a really big drink! She stopped and looked at me, her cheeks were puffed out like chipmunks. I fell back on the bed laughing so hard I thought surely I would pee in my panties. She swallowed and said, "That is so sweet! Like dessert.". Over the next ten minutes Ming and I finished the flask off, down to the last drop. We were feeling very silly and our legs were like rubber. It hit me again that I really had to go to the bathroom. Jumping off the bed I giggled, "Be right back Ming, I have to pee so God-awful bad!". I danced my way to the bathroom feeling great and loving the quirky feeling the peach brandy had given me. Ming said while I was doing that she was going to change into some night clothes and would be right back as well. I knew what she was doing before my conscious mind could kick in. My bathroom is right across from the rug hanging on my wall. I knew she could see in there if I left the door open. I had never felt so wicked and dirty ever before in my life! As she left to change I walked into my bathroom trying to come up with a game plan. I stood with my back to the doorway and picked up my pearl handled hand mirror. I pretended to play with my hair while I was really watching the rug and the little hole next to it. Sure enough I saw a slight movement and knew she was watching me. I lifted my dress and pulled my panties down to my ankles, then decided better of it and kicked them off completely.I was wearing no bra as the strappy dress prevented it leaving me completely naked save for the dress I had lifted over my chest. I decided to see if I could scare her, oh I was feeling so naughty! I stepped forward to the toilet, knowing full well she would not re-enter my room without knocking....and also knowing she would not knock until my little show was over. I sat as one normally does but changed my mind. I stood straight up straddling the seat. I was facing the doorway and the hole in the wall but I never looked in the direction. I began to pee standing up while I held my dress up to my armpits. I really had to go so it came out fast and hard. It trickled a bit down the insides of my thighs but I didn't care, that's what the bidet was for. I finished peeing and then straddled the bidet to clean myself up a bit. I wasn't clearly visible to her know so I took this time to really clean up. I don't know why but I kept having this feeling something big was going to happen and I wanted to be prepared. I toweled off in plain view and pulled my dress back down, as expected there was a knock at my door and I told her to come in. Ming had changed into a tank top and panty set, both made of pale pink silk with dainty flowers dotting the fabric here and there. Feeling rather bold I exclaimed I had better change into something more comfy too as I now felt odd and over dressed. I stepped into my closet being careful to leave the door open a crack and stripped my dress off. I stood there naked knowing I was partially visible and grabbed the first nightie I saw. Simple, short, sating and pink it was perfect. I was so giggle and rubbery feeling I almost fell over trying to get it on over my head! I came out of the closet to find Ming jumping on my king size Victorian canopy bed and laughing very loudly. I joined her and the two of us held hands and jumped on the bed laughing till our side split for what seemed like forever. I dropped to a sitting position gasping for breath and feeling very dizzy.I was having a wonderful time. Ming continued to jump and giggle and actually started calling me a baby! As I looked up to her to defend myself I caught a brief glimpse of what was underneath Ming's top, that combined with her wearing nothing else but panties I had a very good idea of what her body looked like. Lean and sinewy. She kept taunting me, my heart was pounding and I wasn't sure why. It could have been from the physical exertion or the tingling that was happening between my legs. Whatever the reason I lost control of myself and tackled her! I think she thought I was play wrestling but when I pinned her down and sat on top of her she knew I meant business. She struggled with suprising strength and proclaimed she "would never be taken alive" while laughing and snorting like a common tavern drunk. I pulled her her hands over her head so I could pin them together using only one of my own hands. I was being very forceful but I was getting very excited. I was sitting on top of her and she wiggled and writhed like a stuck fish. I was not going to let her up. She bucked like a bronco and that's when I couldn't hold it any longer. I took my free hand and placed it around her throat. She froze. I bent down and put my mouth over hers. Her lips did nor part so I parted them with my tongue. I felt her wet soft tongue welcome mine and her body movements returned. No longer was she bucking but moving her hips while spreading her legs wider. I knew what I wanted to do. I firmly told her not to move and opened my nightstand dresser and pulled out several pairs of stockings. I swiftly tied Ming to the four tall posters on the corners of my bed. Now that I think about it she did not struggle at all. I tore off my own clothes and stood there naked. I took the scissors from my vanity table and cut her shirt off. I left her panties on but not without noticing a spot growing in the center. Ming never spoke a word, only breathed and moaned. I got on the bed and lay between her legs looking at the wet spot in her panties. I touched my finger to it and Ming jumped as though I electrocuted her. Her hips began thrusting and moving and she moaned even louder, when she spread her knees farther apart I knew what she wanted me to do. I licked her through her panties, right where her wet spot was. Her whole body arched and she moaned loudly. I took the scissors and cut her panties off exposing her bare pussy. I don't know if shaving is customary in China, or if she just got the idea from spying on me, but I was happy to see she shaved her pubic hair as completely as I did. Just like the fine Roman paintings and sculptures I have always admired. I licked her pussy lips and found them to be very wet and very sweet tasting. Ming-Lee tilted her pussy up to my face and huskily whispered "More, more!". I was burning between my legs and even though I didn't know what I was doing I knew I liked it and I wanted more. I explored every inch of her dripping pussy with my mouth and tongue. I slid it in her hole as far as I could while she humped and fucked at my face. I sucked her swollen clit as I slid a finger into her hole. Her whole body started to shake and I knew what was happening, she was going to cum! i finger fucked her faster and sucked her clit harder and her whole body tensed up as she began to cum. "Oh yes, suck me harder!" she croaked as I did just that. My face was soaking wet and her pussy was swollen and dripping when her spasms subsided. "Now me." is all I said as I sat on her chest again, this time facing the other way. I saw this in one of my Daddy's naked women magazine's and they called it a "69 position" or "dual cunnilingus" in my Mother's Kama Sutra book. Either way I liked the way it looked and have been wanting to try it for some time now. I was shaking and tingling and wanted to cum very very badly. To this day I do not know what came over me but I was going to make Ming-Lee give me an orgasm. As she lay there spent and still drawn to all four bed posts I backed up and squat over her face. I waited for her to balk or complain but she did not. She stuck her tongue out and strained her head to try to reach my sopping pussy. I could stand it no longer, I sat down and ground my bare pussy into her face and mouth. I rocked back and forth every few seconds letting up so she could breathe. I could hear her slopping and sucking at my cunt and I fucked her face even harder. I sat on my heels and reached around to spread myself for her. I commanded her to stick her tongue straight out. I sat down letting her tongue slide into my tight little ass. I had never felt anything like that! I scooted forward so her tongue was in my pussy and her nose fucking my ass. I was soaking her cheeks and I was going to cum. "Suck my pussy hole now!" I choked as I felt it start. I began to shake and then the first waves hit. I started sliding my wet cunt all around her face as I clenched up and began to cum. She slid her tongue out and licked everywhere she could reach. I came on her face soaking her even more. It ran down here cheeks and her neck even reaching her hair. She slurped and sucked both of my holes making me feel dizzy and weak. After a brief rest I got up and untied her. "Mmmm, where can we get more candy wine?" Ming asked me as she washed her face in the bathroom. "Not too far from here as a matter of fact. I know a cute boy that has some right now.". "What are we waiting for?" Ming asked as she looked around for something to put on. I offered her a sweater and a pair of jeans that fit her nicely. I dressed similarly and downstairs we went. We walked across the back courtyard hand in hand whispering and giggling like the schoolgirls we were. I knew Jacob would be there getting the next mornings feed ready. Would he be ready for us? ...... THE END
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I’d had a long day, setting off from home at the crack of dawn to drive to London from Cornwall and I suppose it was asking rather too much to try to drive back in the early evening. I realised that I was becoming dangerously weary by the time I got to the motorway services near Swindon on the M4 and so I surrendered to fate and booked myself into the on-site motel. With the arrangements sorted out I made my way to my room, flung myself on the king sized bed and allowed myself to doze. I felt much better after about twenty minutes and made myself a cup of tea from the provided facilities. My accommodation was to quite a high standard. I had tea and coffee making facilities, some biscuits, a nice big TV with integral video recorder with and an ensuite bathroom. No need to leave the room till morning apart from getting something to eat, if I could stand the boredom of my situation. I was on the M4 westbound. Looking at my roadmap it seemed that the nearest accessible place with any pretence of civilisation was Marlborough, unless I counted Swindon and that seemed far too depressing. If I went to Marlborough for a meal I’d have to drive back eastwards down the A4 and get back on the M4 at somewhere like Newbury and drive back down the west bound carriageway making an all inclusive trip of about fifty miles. What nonsense! I decided to chance my luck and have a motorway meal. Well, actually it wasn’t all that bad. Steak and kidney pie with chips and peas and a large mug of tea and afterwards I just sat at my table and watched my fellow travellers going about their lawful occasions. I decided to go back to my room and watch TV, but to get something to read at the shop first and so it was that I discovered a range of top shelf books on a theme in which I am quite interested. All the covers showed girls in varying stages of undress and in many instances wearing a variety of chains and leather ware. One thing in common, though, the blurb on the back invariably described a girl getting a severe beating on her (usually bare) bottom! I bought a book, which had a school theme and not wishing to fully isolate myself at such an early hour, wandered across to the coffee shop and started to thumb through my purchase in the company of a cup of coffee. From where I sat I could see straight into the services shop and glancing up from time to time, noticed a woman of about 40 in a business suit go across to the range of books from which I had made my own recent purchase. I wasn’t sure at first that it was those particular books which had caught her eye. They were on the top shelf and on the lower shelves were books and magazines of a more general nature. As I watched, I knew exactly the type of reading matter she was interested in buying. She had to look upwards to read the titles and she certainly wasn’t making her choice by looking at those books and periodicals at her own eye level. She glanced casually round at the other customers to make sure nobody was looking at her and reached up to take a volume down from the top shelf. In carrying out this little manoeuvre, she had to stretch her body and her jacket rose with her shoulders revealing her waist and tightening her bottom in a most attractive manner. What really attracted me to her was the fact that the book she had chosen and was now furtively leafing through was the same one, a copy of which, I had so recently bought a copy. I drained my coffee and strolled across the shop and stood next to her. She didn’t look at me, but kept on reading. Of course I knew I had put her in an embarrassing situation. She couldn’t replace the book without showing me what she had been interested in. I stole a sideways glance at her and nothing that I saw made me alter my first impression that she was a very attractive lady. ‘Good book?’ I asked casually ‘Yes, very’ she replied without really looking up properly. ‘Well I hope you’re right’ I said, ‘I bought a copy of that about half an hour ago’. She blushed and that did nothing to detract from her looks, but she did replace her copy on the shelf. She turned to face me and I smiled at her. She smiled back. ‘Fancy a coffee?’ I said, ‘or have you got to be somewhere?’ ‘Nowhere special till tomorrow’ she replied, ‘and I’d love a coffee’ We drifted across to the coffee shop and I made the necessary purchases, while she found a table in a quiet corner and sat down. ‘My name’s Ricardo’ I told her. ‘And mine’s Dianne’ she replied completing the formalities. ‘And what brings you here on your own, looking for solace in books of that sort, at this time of night, in the middle of nowhere?’ ‘Questions, questions, questions’ she mocked, ‘I might ask you the same!’ I told her that I’d broken my journey and was looking for some literary entertainment prior to calling it a night. She looked at me with a curious expression and seemed to be trying to come to a momentous decision of some sort. I sipped my coffee and waited, wondering what was coming. She seemed to suddenly make her mind up because she swallowed, blushed furiously and said, ‘So, you’ve booked a room here?’ ‘Yes’ ‘Are you on your own? ‘I am tonight’ She was obviously embarrassed about how to go forward and I knew that she wasn’t in the habit of propositioning strange men in motorway services. And to tell the truth I wasn’t in the habit of picking up women in the same circumstances, but this looked like developing into more than a ‘brief encounter’ and variety as they say, is the spice of life. ‘Look’ I said, ‘why don’t you come and see what the room’s like if you’re curious; or better still come and have a nightcap before you go on your way’ I could see the last remnants of caution fly out of the window ‘I’d love to’ said Dianne I took her arm and steered her towards the exit. We strolled across the car park and into the motel and so up to my room. I held the door open and she walked in and sat down in one of two armchairs. ‘Coffee, tea or something stronger’ I said taking a bottle of Irish whiskey out of my overnight bag, ‘perhaps not as you’re driving’ She looked at me with that same curious quizzical expression which I had seen earlier. ‘Can I tell you something?’ she said suddenly ‘Yes, of course’ I replied, taken slightly off guard by the sudden change of conversational direction. ‘I’ve always been fascinated by the thought of being spanked, and one of the reasons I stop at motorway services is to look at spanking books. They’re not exactly the sort of books you see in my local W H Smith!’ There was a directness and candour about her remarks, which almost took my breath away. ‘Are you telling me that you’ve never been spanked?’ I asked. Dianne looked at the floor and said, ‘Only once’ and quickly added ‘when I was at school, I saw other girls get spanked or more precisely beaten with slipper, tawse or cane regularly, but I managed to avoid corporal punishment until I was in the sixth form and almost 19 years of age. I was very frightened, but the sexual turn on I experienced when it happened, was very powerful and those feelings have remained with me since that day. I fantasise about being spanked again, but have never found myself in the position of that being a likely turn of events.’ She suddenly looked me full in the face. ‘Perhaps my waiting time might be nearly over?’ ‘Tell me what happened that time at school’ I asked, pouring us both a whiskey and adding a splash of lemonade to hers at her request. ‘Well, as I said, I was a sixth former and was caught playing with myself by the games mistress and sent to the Headmistress’s study. She made me bend over her desk and gave me four strokes of the cane over my knickers and tights. I went to the toilets and looked at my bottom and suddenly realised that my thoughts were not concerned with rubbing that, but with rubbing my clitty, which gave me, the most satisfying and explosive orgasm I had ever had. God! I was soaking wet. I still feel horny thinking about it after all this time’ ‘I think your years of waiting are about to end’ I said, ‘but with one small difference’ ‘Whats that?’ ‘Big girls are beaten on their bare bottoms’ Dianne gave a small shiver and a little sigh of anticipation. ‘Dianne’ I commanded ‘Pull your skirt up and your knickers and tights down and get over my knee. I’m going to spank you so hard that you won’t be able to sit down for a week’ ‘Oh Good!’ sighed Dianne contentedly.
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This sets up the whole thing which can lead to more if you guys like this story. Everything I wrote happened and is true except I switched the names around for privacy It all started one summer after a long two weeks at sleep away camp in south caroline back when I was around 15. My mom decided to surprise my friend Dan and I by staying in south carolina at my grandparents beach house for maybe a day or two. After two weeks of being at an all-boys camp with no contact with girls and not having the time to beat it you could imagine how horny everyone must have been by the end. The last day kids were talking about how everyone’s going to jerk off when they got back to their houses even if they didn’t admit it. The first thing we did when we got to the beach house was get changed into our swim suits and head to the beach after lunch. It felt amazing jumping into that cool water after dealing with luke warm lake water for two weeks. After swimming for a while we took our towels up to the hot sand and laid out by the small boardwalk entering the private secluded beach. Since this was a private secluded beach you could imagine the kind of babes there, rich hot milfs, rich hot college bitches, and rich hot highschoolers. This was a classic spot to babe watch. Me and Dan would always play games rating each girl that came in and out drooling at them because they were almost always 11/10s perfect tight asses and huge tits. After a while we decided to head home before anyone else got home to get dibs on shower and relax in the huge house and watch tv. When I started to get up I noticed I had raging boner from our babe watching and I threw a towel around my waist quickly and headed toward the boardwalk entrance. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Dan do the same exact thing as he got up too and I started laughing to in my head to myself. Two weeks without cumming was crazy I could feel the weight in my balls. On our short walk back to the house we talked about girls in our grade and who we would fuck. When we got back to the house we had around two hours before anyone else would come home so we decided we would take really long showers because we haven’t had a good hot shower in two weeks. Since we were covered in sand we had to use the outdoor shower and Dan was starving and wanted a sandwich so I went first. As he headed inside I turned on the shower, got naked and began to clean myself. After I washed my hair and everything I looked down at my still semi hard cock and began to wash it until it became rock solid. Many girls to this day have called my cock beautiful because it is 7 and ½ inches long, very thick with a big thick head, with no weird curves or scars on it. I was proud of my dick. As I started to jerk it I looked around nervously because it was an outside shower. The walls were very high and the door was locked but there is no roof. All that was above me was blue sky and no house around us was close enough to see over the top. The only thing above me was the gutter coming of the side of the roof, but when I looked closer behind the gutter there was these small little slits that ran down pretty much the whole house. I had never noticed that before, mainly because people never look up and you had to strain your eyes to really see them because of the glare from the sun and water in your face. “you done bro? im still eating take your time” said Dan out of nowhere. He scared to shit out of me I almost yelled! I didn’t even hear him walk up to the door on the grass. I didn’t want to whack it with him feet outside the door so I decided ill just do it while hes showering. “yeah im done” I replied and I shut off the water, dried off, and opened the door to walk up the outdoor stairs. When I got inside I picked up my clothes and brought them to the bathroom to change. As I started to shut the door I heard the shower go on outside. Curious because this house was new and basically sound proof from the outside I began to think of how I could be hearing that. That’s when I remembered the little vents I saw. There were only two doors across from the bathroom and both were above where the shower was. I had never opened either before, so I chose the left door first and it ended up to be a huge closet with a shit ton of old clothes. When I opened up the door to the right it was a smaller storage closet, but the noise was louder. The noise seemed to be coming from a bunch of tall suitcases in the corner. I moved them and saw a small door, maybe around 4ft tall, I opened it and crawled into a huge hollow shell of the house that was hot and had stuff everywhere. Boxes, more suitcases, a cot, a ton picture frames and paintings, a huge gun safe and more random stuff. The light coming in was from the tiny slits on the edge of the room. I went down the long side till it sounded like It was right above the shower. I got as close as I could then laid on my stomach to scoot to the edge because the space between to roof and the floor gets very small. I got into place above the slits and closed one eye and looked at an angle down the slits. The first thing I saw was my naked friend stepping under the hot water with his big soft cock dangling between his legs I felt my cock start to tingle. Damn he had a huge dick and it was soft!! I continued to watch him wash himself for about 5 minutes until his dick started to get bigger, and bigger, and point straight up right before my eyes in a matter of seconds without him even touching it. Hell he didn’t even notice until he went to grab the soap on the lower self. I kid you not, it looked like Dan had a 9 inch cock at the age of 15, maybe even larger. I was extremely surprised because Dan was a very short irish kid and his cock did not match his body what so ever. To this day I still don’t believe the utter size of it. He quickly looked around just like I did and began to stroke his massive cock. I knew I was going to see the moment every kid loves after coming home from camp, we called it “The Load”. Almost instinctively I reached down and pulled out my dick and began the beat off to this. Dan put some conditioner on his hand and began to slowly stroke his dick up and down. I kept up with him but was struggling due to the two weeks of no masturbation and the fact that I was watching my friend jerk off his monster dick without him knowing. In a matter of three minutes I began to see Dan’s balls start to tighten up and draw close to his body. His cock looked fully engulfed and the tip was red and he looked like he was about to exploded he started to moan a little very quietly. Then he let rip one of the most impressive cumshots I have ever seen. Cum shot out of his cock in thick long ropes shooting all over the shower wall. He just kept cumming and cumming, rope after rope which made me start to orgasm and I shot huge ropes of cum straignt into the slanted ceiling which was inches from my face. After his dick settled down and he washed off the wall with the shower head that was painted with goey cum he turned around and shut off the shower. I pulled up my boxers quickly and slowly/ quietly snuck out of the room to not make any noise, put the suitcases back and ran across to the bathroom to get dressed with my cock still throbbing. As I came out of the bathroom, he came into the house from the deck. “good shower?” I said “yeah man so relaxing I loved “ he replied back and walked to the bathroom with his clothes. This is the first time I used that lil secret room and definitely wouldnt be the last, but I didn’t know the types of things I was going to see and happen to me in the coming days and years with friends, cousins, and hot beach bums I brought to the house ;)
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CHAPTER TWO I lay on the bed like a gift to my loving father. Naked young skin wrapped in a fluffy white towel, hair cool and damp, pussy warm and wet. Dad sat on the bed beside me, wearing only a matching towel around his waist. His left hand supported his weight on the mattress as his right hand gently stroked my cheek. As I gazed at his body I wondered why I hadn't noticed earlier. His tanned skin, nearly hairless chest, muscles well-defined from years of dedicated workouts. But as my eyes lifted to his face, I saw it etched with remorse and shame. "Daddy... please don't be upset," I urged him. I tried to keep my voice relaxed and soothing to calm his jangled nerves. But he was surely wracked with guilt. After all, the last 20 minutes saw his life turn upside down. He got caught masturbating by his daughter, committed incest with her and unloaded his sperm all over her face. He probably envisioned a smug anchor from a competing television station. My father's mug shot was over his shoulder as he breathlessly told his viewers about the veteran broadcaster arrested for molesting his teenaged daughter. "Jessica, I... we..." "Snap out of it, Dad!" I hissed. Sitting up next to him, I looked my father in the eye and told him the entire story of the past month. How I accidentally caught him in the shower, found myself incredibly turned on and made it my mission to seduce him. "I'm not a child or a virgin anymore. But I'm not a slut either. And I don't have some psycho 'daddy' fetish. I love you very much, and want to please you. I obviously did." Dad and I shared a smirk at that last comment, but he wasn't finished fighting his urges. Somehow that resistance made me desire him even more. "But I am your father for God's sake," he argued, "and I should have stopped you. I should have controlled myself." "What just happened," I told him firmly, "is exactly what I wanted to happen. At least so far. I hope a lot more happens." I leaned into my father, planting several soft kisses on his lips. He was still a bit stiff, but eventually returned my embrace. Emboldened, I kissed more forcefully, more like a lover would. Gradually his lips softened and opened, and our tongues met. I draped my arms over his shoulders while my tongue explored his mouth. I felt the towel loosen and drop to expose my tits. The cool air reached my still-damp skin and hardened my nipples. Then as Dad broke our embrace and leaned back, I realized that he had pulled the towel open. I could almost feel the heat from his lusty gaze as his eyes traveled across my body. He tugged at the towel around my waist and I raised my hips, allowing him to remove it completely. "You are so beautiful," he slowly whispered. "You look so... perfect." I beamed at the compliment and lay back on the bed to give him a full view of my body. I did not feel the least bit embarrassed or exposed. Being naked beneath my father felt... natural. "It's all for you, Daddy," I purred. "Please touch me. I want your hands on me." His resistance gone, Dad bent down and kissed me with full, pent-up passion. His lips then worked their way across my face, nibbled my ear lobe and kissed their way down my neck. His right hand gently caressed the skin of my legs, belly and back. He wasn't touching my breasts or pussy mound just yet. My father was a patient lover, perhaps because he was fresh off a huge orgasm. But I was aching for release and tried to speed him along. I reached underneath his towel and searched out his wonderful prick. I was surprised to find it already rock-hard once again. As if to make sure he stayed in control, Dad moved his body further down the bed, his cock just out of reach. He bent his head down to my nipples and kissed them lovingly. I felt a surge of electricity that caused me to arch my back, forcing my hard nipples against his mouth. "Suck them, Daddy, suck my tits! God that feels soooooo good." He swirled his tongue around my big rosy areolas and sucked hard on one nipple while he squeezed the other. It was too much! I bucked my hips and shoved Dad's face into my chest as a small orgasm shook my body. Gentle waves of pleasure rolled over me and I couldn't help but reach down and rub my clit to prolong the feeling. "Oh, you're ready, aren't you baby?" my experienced lover said with a bemused look on his face. With that he slithered down the bed, making a trail of kisses down my breasts, belly button and upper thighs. I raised my knees and leg my legs fall open for him. Dad draped one leg across his shoulder and back and simply stared for a moment at his little girl's neatly trimmed pussy. "Oh my god," he gasped. "I've never seen anything so beautiful, so sexy. You are amazing, Jessica." Dad kissed the insides of my sleek, tanned thighs just as I imagined he would. He placed kisses on my furry little mound and the outer lips of my pussy. Then he used his thumbs to open my flower, and began licking and sucking the inner folds. My lust was out of control now and I gripped the bed sheets and tossed my head in pleasure. I caught a glimpse of myself, and realized I had a nearly full view of our incestuous scene in the mirrored closet doors. I enjoyed watching us for a moment, reveling in the nasty, forbidden sight of a father licking his daughter's delicate young pussy. It was at this moment that Dad's lips clamped down on my clitoris, sending me over the cliff. I grabbed his head with both hands, pulling him tightly into my sex, humping his talented mouth. "Oh god! Oh god! Fuck yesssss!" I shrieked as he sucked on my clit and flicked it repeatedly with his tongue. "Suck me Daddy! Oh god! Yes -- suck my pussy! Ooooooooh! You're making me cum! Yessssss!" Taking that as a cue, my father slipped a finger inside my snatch and fucked me while he kept sucking and licking my clit. I was thrashing on the bed, howling in delight and probably suffocating the poor man between my thighs. My orgasm roared through me like a hurricane or freight train or some other huge, powerful force. Crashing waves pounded me against the bed as my father released a month of pent-up need and desire. I could vaguely feel juices flowing from my pussy, and Dad eagerly lapped them up as I came. I don't know if it was a series of orgasms or just one terrific one. But it seemed to last for precious, perfect hours before I finally began to come down to earth. I struggled to catch my breath as my body twitched in aftershocks. I opened my eyes as my father was lovingly kissing my pussy mound and thighs. As he crawled back up next to me, his mouth, cheeks and chin were glistening with my cream. I'd made such a mess, but he was grinning wide. "How're you feeling, babe?" He asked tenderly. Dad wiped some of my juices from his face and absently licked his fingers clean. "That was... the best ever," I stumbled. Not usually at a loss for words, I simply couldn't think of a higher compliment. "I've never felt anything like that, Dad. That was unbelievable." He stroked my hair out of my flushed face, and we just lay together for a few minutes catching our breath. I glanced down to see his long, fat cock fully erect. It was twitching with anticipation and dribbling with pre-cum. I looked up to see him gazing into my eyes with fatherly love -- and most unfatherly lust. "Daddy, are you going to fuck me now?" I asked in a teasing, childlike voice. He rolled his eyes. "I don't know, Daddy, I've never seen anything so big before. As you sure it's supposed to fit in there?" We both laughed, but I could see the little-girl act was turning him on furiously. "I'm not so sure," he teased, "maybe it's just too large. Maybe we'll have to try someday when you're a bit older." "Not so fast, pops," I answered. Sitting up quickly on the bed, I swung a leg over him and pinned his shoulders. "You're not getting out of this. You're going to ease that big cock inside me and fuck me until we both collapse." I lifted one leg up so we both had a clear view as Dad grasped the base of his throbbing prick and aimed it toward my snatch. I lowered myself until I felt the swollen head against my equally swollen folds. Rocking my hips for a moment, I savored the feeling of his dick rubbing against my clit. I could actually see my juices starting to run down my father's shaft. Inch by inch, I lowered my body down onto his cock. We both gasped as his amazing thickness stretched my pussy lips apart. He was filling me completely, and I was astounded at how much his penis differed from the young pricks of my boyfriends. The fit was incredibly tight, but his cock gradually worked inside with the help of my slow rocking and my oozing wet snatch. I balanced myself by placing my hands on either side of Dad's head. As I kept moving my hips, forcing more and more of his huge dick inside me, my tits swung tantalizingly in his face. He stroked and sucked my nipples as I settled down fully on his lap. His cock was completely buried inside me now, and I had never felt such intense heat and pleasure in my life. We both just stopped for a moment, enjoying the sensations of our first fuck. "You are an amazing young woman, Jess," Dad told me. "I still can't believe this is happening. Hell, I can't believe you want this to happen. You are so beautiful, so incredibly hot and sexy. And you're fucking me!" "The key word here is 'fucking,'" I answered with a dirty grin. I raised my hips up until only the tip of my father's cock was inside me. Then I slammed down again, screaming out at the delicious stab from his long, hard shaft. I ground against his lap so the base of his prick rubbed my clit. Dad and I were moaning and gasping with delight as I began working my pussy up and down and around his magnificent erection. I remembered the mirror and pointed to it. We were greeted with the sight of a hot young teenage girl riding her father's cock, tits bouncing, hips thrusting, ass cheeks shimmying. We were the stars in a big-screen, high-def porno flick. We watched ourselves fuck for several amazing minutes. My best friend Megan was right on both points -- older guys could last a lot longer, and knew how to please their lovers. She'd be so jealous if she could see us now. I turned my attention back to my dad when I felt another orgasm begin to boil over. "You fuck me so good, Daddy," I told him, knowing he loved my dirty talk. "You're gonna make me come again. Don't stop fucking me... oh, make me cum... yesssss!" Dad released my breasts and planted his hands on my waist. He forced his cock deeper inside me as I arched my back. With each thrust his thick shaft rubbed my sensitive clit, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. "Oh god! Oh fuck! Dad! Dad! Ohhhhhhhh!" I could feel my pussy clamp down on him, squeezing his cock and flooding it with my juices. I was in a cold sweat as another powerful orgasm rocked and rocked. When I finally began to come down from my peak, I realized that Dad was still buried deep inside me. He was fucking me slowly and surely, allowing me to enjoy the sensational pleasure. I collapsed onto his chest and buried my face against his neck, panting and gasping, fully satisfied. Dad allowed me to catch my breath and then rolled us over on the bed, his prick still planted in me. I smiled and looked down at our incestuous coupling. His cock looked and felt massive inside me, and my father's face was full of lust. "Your turn to cum," I told him as I rubbed my hands across his sweaty chest. "Come on, Dad, fuck me hard!" It was like I flipped a switch as my father transformed from patient, tender lover to wild fucking beast. He began thrusting into me, slow but hard, making the bed rock and my tits bob on my chest. Every stroke sent shivers through my body. As I urged him on, Dad gradually increased the speed and power of his fucking. My legs were widely splayed, feet in midair as he hammered my pussy again and again. "Ohhhhh, god!" he finally groaned. "Oh fuck, Jessie, I'm gonna cum! You're making me cum baby girl!" "Do it Dad! Harder!" I felt his cock swell impossibly larger. "Fuck me good, Daddy! Fill me up!" His long strokes became sharp stabs as I felt the first jet of cum deep inside my womb. My father was moaning and cussing and calling my name as another and another load of cum shot into me. I could feel the intense warmth of his sperm as it bathed my inner walls and touched off yet another climax. "Fuck, Dad, I'm cumming again!" I moaned as my hands grabbed his ass and pulled him tight against my pussy. I humped my clit against the base of his ejaculating cock. It was less intense than my last two orgasms, but I was delighted to join my father at the heights of our incestuous coupling. Afterward we lay together on the bed, our legs entwined and Dad's cock slowly shrinking inside me. Again he caressed my face and whispered gushing compliments that I never tired of hearing. "Can you believe we just did that?" I asked him, not needing an answer. Not needing anything but my father next to me. As I nestled against him I felt fully satisfied, fully fucked. And hungry. It was dinnertime, and still only Friday evening. This would be one hell of a weekend with Dad. "We're all sweaty and sticky now, Jess," he said with a soft laugh. "We need to shower again. Hope the hot water's back."
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It was Tuesday and it was our second day on vacation from school and me my buddy Rex and his girlfriend Kellie were looking for something to do during break. We thought for awhile and thought that it would be fun to go camping for a day or two so we started making some calls and got a couple more friends and come alcohol for the following day. The next day we packed up all our stuff and headed to pick up one of Kellies best friends from her boyfriends house (who gladly didn’t go with) and then headed to the lake. Jaimee the girl we picked up had was about 5’6” 120 pounds and very fit. She had gone to school with me a few years prior and little to my knowledge had a crush on me still. When we arrived we unpacked put up our tents and started to drink and smoke weed and hookah. The night got late and we started to run out of alcohol so Rex and Kellie decided to run to town and get more. Jaimee my buddy Tyler and I all went to my tent and kept drinking and smoking. Tyler soon got wasted out of his mind and passed out on one end of the tent. Rex and Kellie soon returned but by then we were already drunk and tired and really didn’t want to drink anymore so they stayed outside with the rest of the party by the fire. Jaimee and I talked for awhile and she soon got tired and said “I’m tired let’s just go to sleep”. I had no problem with this as I was drunk as hell and didn’t feel like getting sick tonight. She told me to turn around as she changed into her sweats but of course I looked and saw her pulling up her sweats over her white thong and cute ass. She laid down and I laid right behind her and put my arm over her not really thinking about much else since she had a boyfriend of 2 years. But just as I put my arm over her she turned around and kissed me and said “goodnight..its nice seein you again”. Then she rolled back over facing away from me and pushed her ass up against my dick. Drunk and now confused I almost immediately got hard and starting to think of what I could do to her even though she had a boyfriend. I looked down and saw her ass still up to my dick so I started rubbing it and dam was it nice and firm! The more I rubbed her ass the hornier I got and the farther I wanted to go. I slowly started to move my hand toward her crotch. As I neared the front of her sweats I raised my hand to her waist band and when she didn’t say anything I put my hand down her pants and started to make my way down to her now wet pussy. Just as I got my hand to her wet lips and started to rub it to my surprise to turned to me and said “do you wanna fuck me?”..In awe it took me a second to answer but then swiftly said “fuck yea” and she said “get on top of me”…that was all I needed to hear and pulled off my shorts and shirt and mounted her. When I got on top of her she grabbed my dick and shoved it inside her warm tight pussy. And believe me for having a boyfriend for 2 years she was very tight and I was enjoying every minute of it. As I thrust into her she wrapped her legs tightly around me and her pussy clinched onto my dick. She was now moaning and about to hit her climax. I couldt hold back any longer as it just felt way to good and I shot my first load deep inside her pussy. I collapsed on her chest as the last of my cum pumped into her just as she finished her orgasm. She looked up at me and said “don’t get too comfortable yet I’m not done with you”. Then she reached down to my dick and started to rub my cock as we pulled me toward her face with her other hand and shoved her tongue into my mouth. Her tongue swirled around in my mouth and as she felt my cock get hard again she put it back into her seeping wet pussy and wrapped her legs back around. “I want you to fuck me harder this time” she said. And that’s just what I did. I pumped in and out of her as fast as I could pushing in until my hips met hers and pulled out until just the tip of my cock was inside her. I started to kiss her neck and she told me not to leave any hickies because she didn’t want her boyfriend to find them. So instead of kissing her neck I moved my mouth down to her now rock hard nipples and sucked them into my mouth not really caring whether I left marks or not. At that point she grabbed me and said “I wanna fuck you now” and I rolled over onto my back and she mounted me. She sat down on my fully erect 7” dick and leaned forward. I could already tell it wasn’t all the in so I pulled her ass down farther onto my dick and she moaned in pleasure as she was now all the way down on me. She rocked her hips back and forth and started moaning louder and then I heard something outside the tent. It was Rex and he was laughing and yelling to everyone about how we were fucking. Now we had an audience just outside the tent with Tyler still passed out about five feet away. She was not shy at all and kept on rocking back and forth and up and down and she was reaching her next climax. “Ah fuck that feels so good…oh fuck…” was all I heard as she had hit her climax and slowed her pace until she was just laying on top of me. A second of two later she realized that I hadn’t came yet and said “You want me to suck your dick” and of course without hesitation I said “Hell yea!” and with that I felt her soft lips kissing down my stomach. I could feel her long hair running down my chest and then her warm lips just engulfed my still rock hard cock. She was bobbing her head up and down and as she sucked her tongue was running circles around my head. You could hear a popping sound as her mouth slid off the end of my dick. She looked up at me and asked if it felt good and all I could make out was a barley audible yes and this was the best blowjob I had ever received. I soon felt my cock twitch and new I was about to cum and apparently so did she because just then she went as far down on my dick as she could go and kept it as far down as she could until I felt the cum boiling up from my balls and explode in her mouth. I don’t think I have ever cum that much and to my surprise she managed to swallow just about all of it and the little that did escape was soon swept up with her finger and swallowed. I laid in totally ecstasy of what had just happened. She came up and laid back down next to me and we both just lay there silent looking into each others eyes as we drifted off to sleep. To be cont………………….
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It was Tuesday and it was our second day on vacation from school and me my buddy Rex and his girlfriend Kellie were looking for something to do during break. We thought for awhile and thought that it would be fun to go camping for a day or two so we started making some calls and got a couple more friends and come alcohol for the following day. The next day we packed up all our stuff and headed to pick up one of Kellies best friends from her boyfriends house (who gladly didn’t go with) and then headed to the lake. Jaimee the girl we picked up had was about 5’6” 120 pounds and very fit. She had gone to school with me a few years prior and little to my knowledge had a crush on me still. When we arrived we unpacked put up our tents and started to drink and smoke weed and hookah. The night got late and we started to run out of alcohol so Rex and Kellie decided to run to town and get more. Jaimee my buddy Tyler and I all went to my tent and kept drinking and smoking. Tyler soon got wasted out of his mind and passed out on one end of the tent. Rex and Kellie soon returned but by then we were already drunk and tired and really didn’t want to drink anymore so they stayed outside with the rest of the party by the fire. Jaimee and I talked for awhile and she soon got tired and said “I’m tired let’s just go to sleep”. I had no problem with this as I was drunk as hell and didn’t feel like getting sick tonight. She told me to turn around as she changed into her sweats but of course I looked and saw her pulling up her sweats over her white thong and cute ass. She laid down and I laid right behind her and put my arm over her not really thinking about much else since she had a boyfriend of 2 years. But just as I put my arm over her she turned around and kissed me and said “goodnight..its nice seein you again”. Then she rolled back over facing away from me and pushed her ass up against my dick. Drunk and now confused I almost immediately got hard and starting to think of what I could do to her even though she had a boyfriend. I looked down and saw her ass still up to my dick so I started rubbing it and dam was it nice and firm! The more I rubbed her ass the hornier I got and the farther I wanted to go. I slowly started to move my hand toward her crotch. As I neared the front of her sweats I raised my hand to her waist band and when she didn’t say anything I put my hand down her pants and started to make my way down to her now wet pussy. Just as I got my hand to her wet lips and started to rub it to my surprise to turned to me and said “do you wanna fuck me?”..In awe it took me a second to answer but then swiftly said “fuck yea” and she said “get on top of me”…that was all I needed to hear and pulled off my shorts and shirt and mounted her. When I got on top of her she grabbed my dick and shoved it inside her warm tight pussy. And believe me for having a boyfriend for 2 years she was very tight and I was enjoying every minute of it. As I thrust into her she wrapped her legs tightly around me and her pussy clinched onto my dick. She was now moaning and about to hit her climax. I couldt hold back any longer as it just felt way to good and I shot my first load deep inside her pussy. I collapsed on her chest as the last of my cum pumped into her just as she finished her orgasm. She looked up at me and said “don’t get too comfortable yet I’m not done with you”. Then she reached down to my dick and started to rub my cock as we pulled me toward her face with her other hand and shoved her tongue into my mouth. Her tongue swirled around in my mouth and as she felt my cock get hard again she put it back into her seeping wet pussy and wrapped her legs back around. “I want you to fuck me harder this time” she said. And that’s just what I did. I pumped in and out of her as fast as I could pushing in until my hips met hers and pulled out until just the tip of my cock was inside her. I started to kiss her neck and she told me not to leave any hickies because she didn’t want her boyfriend to find them. So instead of kissing her neck I moved my mouth down to her now rock hard nipples and sucked them into my mouth not really caring whether I left marks or not. At that point she grabbed me and said “I wanna fuck you now” and I rolled over onto my back and she mounted me. She sat down on my fully erect 7” dick and leaned forward. I could already tell it wasn’t all the in so I pulled her ass down farther onto my dick and she moaned in pleasure as she was now all the way down on me. She rocked her hips back and forth and started moaning louder and then I heard something outside the tent. It was Rex and he was laughing and yelling to everyone about how we were fucking. Now we had an audience just outside the tent with Tyler still passed out about five feet away. She was not shy at all and kept on rocking back and forth and up and down and she was reaching her next climax. “Ah fuck that feels so good…oh fuck…” was all I heard as she had hit her climax and slowed her pace until she was just laying on top of me. A second of two later she realized that I hadn’t came yet and said “You want me to suck your dick” and of course without hesitation I said “Hell yea!” and with that I felt her soft lips kissing down my stomach. I could feel her long hair running down my chest and then her warm lips just engulfed my still rock hard cock. She was bobbing her head up and down and as she sucked her tongue was running circles around my head. You could hear a popping sound as her mouth slid off the end of my dick. She looked up at me and asked if it felt good and all I could make out was a barley audible yes and this was the best blowjob I had ever received. I soon felt my cock twitch and new I was about to cum and apparently so did she because just then she went as far down on my dick as she could go and kept it as far down as she could until I felt the cum boiling up from my balls and explode in her mouth. I don’t think I have ever cum that much and to my surprise she managed to swallow just about all of it and the little that did escape was soon swept up with her finger and swallowed. I laid in totally ecstasy of what had just happened. She came up and laid back down next to me and we both just lay there silent looking into each others eyes as we drifted off to sleep. To be cont………………….
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Part 2 It's Monday morning and we woke up early, I had to go to school and Janice had to work at the school. We are breakfast and got ready, as we drove to school, we didn't talk to each other, we knew what we had to do, go day by day pretending nothing was happening. We made everybody believe that my behavior was and would be better from now on. “Before we go in… remember there's nothing going on between us… we talked over the weekend and you have accepted us as your new family OK” she whispered. “Don't worry… I'm not gonna say a thing to anybody” I replied. We walk into the classroom and I take my sit, and act normal as Janice is as well. So far class and school is going great, nothing can go wrong. Janice gets a phone call from the principal, saying to send me to the office immediately. “Mr. Navarro… “she blurred out my name “Janice…” I replied “It's Mrs. Stracci… to you mister, come forward, the principal wants to see you” she replied (I walked over to the principal's office.) “Mr. Navarro come in” he says “Sure whatever, what's this about what I do know” I replied “Oh nothing yet” he replied “So what do you want” I replied “I hope today you're in a better mood, Mr. Navarro, because if you end up here today that's it you're expelled” he says “That's it, that's all you wanted to tell me” I replied. “Yes… you may go now” he replied (I walk back to class, and walk in.) “Mr. Navarro I would like to see you after class” she said “Alright…” I replied (As class ended, I remain in my sit, Janice walks over, and sits next to me.) “What did the principal want” she asked “He just said that, today I was in a better mood and to stay like that” I replied “OK… go to your next class hurry” she replied “OK… see you later” I replied (We kissed for a few seconds and then I left to my next class. As I arrived, I pay attention to everything the teacher says. I go through the day as normal as possible, and nobody notices a thing, as school comes to an end. I wait for Janice at the parking lot so we can go home, as she arrives, she unlocks the doors and we get in and go home.) [As we arrive home.] “Finally home…” she blurs out. “Yes… finally home” I replied “you got homework… get to it” she replies “It can wait… besides I have all the time I need” I replied “Oh really…” she replied “Yes… you see tonight I wanna review your oral exam.” I replied “Oh really…”she replied “Yea you left a few questions blank and you have to retake it” I replied “Oh well let me get started” she replied (She unzipped my pants, and pulls them down and also pulls down my boxers, and begins to suck my dick.) “Oh yes, yes, yes…” I say breathlessly “Oh mommy, yes, yes, yes…” I say breathlessly “Oh mommy… oh mommy… yes, yes, yes…” I repeat breathlessly (A opens and closes.) “Honey I'm home…” John says (Without any movement we continue, it's big house we barely heard anything. He walk into the kitchen and sees his son.) “Hay son…” he asks Shocked and nervously I reply “uhh… hey you're back…” I replied “Have seen your mom…” he asks “Umm no I haven't…” I replied “Is anything wrong…” he ask “Why… why… do you ask” I replied “Well you can barely stand and you're breathless” he replied “Oh it's nothing don't worry…” I replied “Well I'm gonna go to the office… if you see your mom tell her I came by” he replied “OK…” I replied (Janice stops and looks at me.) “oh my god mommy… you were great” I said “Mmmm it gets harder and harder every time…” she replies “Dad almost caught us” I replied “I know we have to be more careful when your dad's around” she replied (I grab her and put her, on the counter and rip her clothes off, and take her panties off. I position myself to get ready to fuck her, while kissing her.) “Oh honey… yes, yes, yes, yes…”she whispered “Mmmm… fuck you have a good pussy mommy…” I whispered “Oohhhh shit… thank you ssooo… oohhhh fuckk” she replied “aahhh…” I replied “I'm gonna cum… I'm gonna cum…” she moaned “Oohhhh yes, yes…” I replied “Oohhhh fuck… I'm cummin, I'm cummin… “ she moaned “Hhmmm…” I replied “Aaahhhh… fuck, fuck, fuck… aaahhhh shit…” she moaned (I stop to let her catch her breath, after a few seconds I continue again.) “Oh my god what a stallion… “ she moaned “Umm just for you mommy” I replied “Yes, yes, yes, yes… fuck me” she moaned “Oh yes… oh mommy yes” I replied “Mmmm… babe yes, yes… fuck me” she moaned “Oh fuck yes…” I replied “Oh fuck… I'm gonna cum again…” she moaned “I'm gonna cum mommy, I'm gonna cum…” I replied “Oh son, give me everything you got…” she moaned “Mmmm… oh fuck I'm cummin mommy…” I replied “Oohhhh fuck, yes, yes, yes, yes” she moaned (I suck on her breast for a few minutes, then I begin to kiss her, rub my dick against her pussy for a while, soon after we both go to our separate rooms and get cleaned up. As we both, do our work, we hear John come back, he walks into Janice's room and they begin talking. Soon after they go down stairs and call me to go eat, as I make my way down, I see John holding two gifts.) “Hay son I got you, two gifts…” he said “Oh really… you didn't have to” I replied “Well… we love you very much… especially me you're my special boy…” she replied “Thank you ma…” I replied “Open them son…” he replied (I open, the presents and in one box, I see car keys, and what seems to be house keys. In the other box, I open and see papers and a check for $150,000 dollars.) “Keys… what's this for…” I asked “Well son, in a few months you graduate, after you'll be on your own, no longer our son… this is a little something to help you” he replied “Wow… um thanks… the paper and check” I replied “Well… I thought that if you don't want to be apart of this family… you can take the money and begin your life… or you can keep the money and sign the papers and be our son” he replied “It's all very… um thank you…” I replied (I look at Janice and look at the papers, and sign them, to make it official, now I'm there son. I also got the money, that I will use for college, they are happy of my decision, as I am too.) “Now son that money is for your college tuition” he said “OK… I'll make you guys proud” I replied “Welcome to the family son” she replied (John unpacks his stuff and goes to work. For the next few weeks, Janice and I have lived a normal life, from time to time me and Janice, play around. We try to keep it a secret as much as possible, John doesn't suspects a thing.)
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Nicole and I went over to hostess stand and looked at who was working. Yami was in the G’s. Nicole let out a little squeal. “Yeah, my girlie is working.” She grabbed my hand and headed over to Yami’s section. Her fellow coworkers just stared as we walked across the front of the restaurant and over to the G section. Yami was taking an order as we walked past. I stopped and stood to let Nicole slide in the bench first. Instead, she grabbed Yami and gave her a big hug and a kiss on the lips. The young couple she was talking to just looked and smiled. The female laughed a little. “I’ve got some exciting news for you!” Then she walked over and sat down across from me. To tease me, she kicked off her shoes again and put her feet in my lap. I was going to love this long legged beauty for a long time to come. “Well, it looks like we have everybody talking,” I remarked to her as I motioned all the servers standing around talking and looking our way. Paige was actually heading our way. “Oh my god, here comes the bitch!” I continued. Nicole glared at me. “Now just because you don’t like her doesn’t mean she is a bitch to everybody. She has just really been through a lot in life and for whatever reason does not like you. I won’t have the name calling!” “Well, okay then. For you. But don’t expect me to be nice to her after all she has done to me,” I replied. Paige walked right up to the table and glared at Nicole. “Nicole, you and I need to talk. Can we go outside a minute?” “Nope, we can talk right here. Anything you have to say to me you can say in front of my new boyfriend!” Paige gritted her teeth. I just smiled and rubbed my new found sweet little feet. I wondered if Paige could smell them. “Nicole, you know better than this. He is nothing but an evil person and has done some terrible things! Your father would be mortified at this!” Nicole had finally had enough. She stood up bare footed, right there in the middle of the dining room and stood face to face with Paige. Her footsteps left little sweaty footprints on the wooden floor “Paige, listen closely cause I am only going to say this once. Kevin is a wonderful person, an intelligent, good looking man, and one hell of a lover in the bedroom! Well, at least in a Jeep!” Her remarks made me snicker. “If you don’t accept me with him, then you don’t accept me! As far as my stepfather or my parents, or even my family, that is none of your business. I am an adult, a registered nurse, and able to make my own decisions about who I want to be friends with or fuck! And for what Kevin just did to my body, he will be fucking me for a long time to come!” Nicole stepped back to the table and leaned in and kissed me deeply. “Well, I never!” Paige started to cry and ran to the back. “Okay,” Nicole said, “Now you can call her a bitch! Because the way she just acted, she is judging you without knowing you and trying to tell me how to live. I won’t have that.” Nicole slid in the seat beside me pulling her legs up under her with her feet against my leg. She leaned in to kiss me just as Yami walked up. “Hey, where’s mine?” Nicole laughed and turned to Yami. “Sit down over there,” she told Yami. Nicole switched sides of the booth and threw her arms around Yami and French kissed her deeply as I watched in disbelief. “How was that?” “Your face tastes all sweaty, girl. What the hell? You and Kevin hanging out now?” Nicole laughed and began to tell her the story. Yami’s only other table stood up to leave and told her goodbye and told her the check was on the table. She thanked them and continued to listen. “Before I go on, Yami, I need you to do something for me. Slip your shoes off and put them in Kevin’s lap. It will drive him crazy!” Yami protested, but Nicole told her about the awesome fuck session we had and about our new living arrangements. Yami just turned and looked at me in disbelief. “Yes, I smell your shoes--or is that really your feet, girl? Is this true, Kevin. She really wore her shoes for three days without taking them off and you enjoyed the way her feet smelled?” “And how! I licked and sucked and smelled every inch of her feet. Holy shit it was awesome!” I quickly replied. “Well, I have a little confession to make, Kevin. Nicole told me what she was planning, but I have been so busy with here and the salon that I couldn’t talk to her much. When she told me she was going to even go to bed with her shoes on, I thought she was crazy at first, but the first night I thought about it, I thought about how she told me she saw you smelling Tara’s feet one night and got so aroused I felt myself getting wet. So,” she turned to Nicole, “I didn’t take my shoes off that night, or since. I did wash up with a washcloth, cause I can’t stand to be sweaty, but I wanted to keep my shoes on. I am a big girl, you know. But I haven’t taken my shoes off all week! Are you ready?” I just sat quietly in disbelief. All of a sudden, Nicole interjected. “Wait, baby.“ She slid down in the floor under the table and with me watching, slid Yami’s shoes off and handed them to me. She kissed the toes of each of Yami’s feet and smelled them. Yami slid down in the bench and positioned herself so she could reach my bench with her feeet between my legs. She was much shorter than Nicole and I at only five foot. Next thing I knew, her blue toenails were in between my legs against the bench, her toes rubbing against my balls. It’s a good thing nobody else was sitting around us because they did stink. I was instantly hard again as I smelled the sweet stench invading my nostrils. I didn’t even care who was watching. I pulled each shoe to my nose and inhaled deeply. Yami began rubbing my member with her toes. “Well, I can see you do like it! Oh my god, that is so gross. I can smell them from here! But we are going to have to save the rest of this for tonight when I get off. Here comes Ron.” She sat back up in the bench and I took one more quick whiff and hander her the shoes across the table. I watched her slide her little size 5s back into her shoes as he walked up. “Yami, why are you sittting down? You know how I feel about that!” Yami stammered that she had to fix her shoes and that she didn’t have any other tables. Nicole came back beside me and Yami got up. “Now, Nicole, why is Paige in the back crying telling me that you told her off?” “Because she came over here telling me that I didn’t need to be with Kevin and that my parents would not approve. I told her to mind her own business. If that made her cry, that is her problem. People judge Kevin before they know who he really is. He is my new man and I’m sorry she doesn’t approve. I didn‘t swear at her or tell her off. She just cannot accept that I am with Kevin and that is her problem.” Yami mentioned that she heard the whole conversation and that Paige was overreacting. Ron sat down with us and just shook his head. “So this is what you want? I know you asked my opinion of Kevin the other day but I thought you were just making small talk. I had no idea you were thinking of dating.” “Oh, we are not just dating, we are moving in together. I shouldn’t have waited so damn long to let him rock my world. And Yami is coming with us. I think my life is really fixing to take a change for the better.” She turned and kissed me and I put my arm around her. Yami had gone to get us drinks and put a soda in front of Nicole and a Margarita down in front of me. I could only hope that it was not Paige that had made it. “Wow, okay then. As long as you are happy. Kevin, it looks like things are looking up for you. Just don’t ever hurt her or you will have me to deal with.” “The only place he is going to be hurting me is spanking me in the bedroom. Or shoving that big cock deep inside of me!” Nicole squealed in delight. “Wow!” Ron said again, and just smiled and threw his hands up. “Eat whatever you want tonight. I am buying your celebration dinner.” He bumped fists with me and walked off. “Everything okay?” Yami asked. “Yep, never better,” I said. “Thank you for that foreplay. Your feet are almost as awesome as Nicole’s. I can’t wait to get them in my mouth. They really do stink. You don’t have any other tables right now, do you? Let me see your shoe again. So do you want to move in with us?” She handed me a shoe and I smelled and licked as much as I could of it. Nicole made Yami give her the other one. We left her standing barefoot on the floor, her feet making little wet spots on the wooded floor. Yami began, “I need a new place to stay. My folks have made that clear recently. And with three of us working, we should be able to pay the rent okay. How many bedrooms do you have? Where are we going to put all our stuff? And where will we all sleep? And…” Nicole interrupted. “Easy girl. You are sleeping with me. And if Kevin eats your pussy like he just ate mine, you are going to want to sleep with him. I have a king size bed I am bringing so we will have plenty of room. I am going to be snuggled up to Kevin all night, and you will be snuggled up to me, so it will be fine. You don’t have to worry about rent--just promise us sex and feet whenever we want it. The way I see it, I can fuck you, you can fuck me, and Kevin can fuck us both. We will be on different schedules, but we can try and plan our schedules together to have at least one day a week off together and we can all be together at night. We can figure it all out. Just call me when you get off and we will all sit down and talk. Right now, I want to get to Kevin’s house so we can break in his bed right!” Yami smiled a smile that not even death could take off and wrote down our order. “Okay then!” Yami said as she put her pad in her pocket. “Here, I’ll give you something to get you started.” Yami reached in her pocket and pulled out a red thong. “I’ve had these on since yesterday. I didn’t have time to wash this morning and it is hot as hell today, so you and Kevin should have fun with these.” We handed her back her shoes and Nicole instantly smelled them as she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. When she opened her eyes, she noticed Paige was looking straight us from back behind the bar. Her eyes were puffy and the look on her face was anger. “Give me the address and I’ll just follow my GPS to my new house!” I could not believe both girls boldness. Nicole and I shared kisses as we ate, and licked my fingers off several times, causing erection after erection. She handed me the thong which I waited to smell and lick when Yami came back to the table with our boxes for what we couldn’t finish. I took the thong and found the spot where her asshole had rubbed against the string. It tasted a little shitty, but wonderful. Yami stood with her finger in her mouth as she watched me. She squeezed her legs together and told me to stop as I was making her horny. She handed us a bag with a new can of whipped topping and told us to use it wisely. We finished packing the leftovers and I wrote the address down for Yami and hugged her goodbye. “No way, you’re not getting off that easy,” Yami said. With that, she planted a kiss deeply on my lips. “Don’t be asleep when I get there. We have a lot of catching up to do.” Then she turned to Nicole. I saw Paige standing with her mouth open as she watched us. “You be done with that dick when I get there. It’s mine the rest of the night! It‘s been 3 weeks since Chris and I broke up and I need to get fucked raw!” She frenched Nicole in front of the remaining customers in the dining room. Nicole was a little embarrassed this time. I guess she had calmed down. “I thought you did not want everybody to know we were hooking up, Yami,” Nicole stammered. “If he makes me feel half as good as you say he made you, and I get to live with both of you, I don’t give a royal fuck what anybody thinks! Your smile speaks volumes. I can‘t wait to get to feel like that!” We all laughed and Nicole and I walked out. Ron was outside smoking and apologized for confronting us the way he did. He knew Paige and I did not get along when I used to work there and thought maybe it was my fault. I was putting Nicole in the truck as Paige came running out screaming at Nicole and swearing. “Fuck you Nicole! I told you this was wrong and you make a mockery of me by this display of affection in front of customers, much less kissing that little whore Yami! They are fucking losers and you know it!” She came running over to that side of the truck and slapped Nicole. Nicole started crying as I jumped in between her and Paige and Ron jumped in between the two of us. “Damn it, Paige, now you’ve done it. Get off the property right now and don’t ever come back. I’ll put your tips in the safe and we will mail you your check and tips next week on payday. You just messed up worse that you can ever know!” He shoved Paige back towards her car. I had never seen Ron so mad. I was holding Nicole as she tried to gather herself and we both watched as Paige marched back towards the building. “Take one step more towards that door, Bitch, and I will call the law to have you arrested for trespassing!” Ron shouted. “I’m going to get my things!” “The Hell you are! Get in your car and drive to the back door. Stay in your car and I will bring your shit out to you. Now go.” Paige got into her car and sped around the building. “Are you okay, Nicole?” Ron asked. “I’ll be okay. I have Kevin to take care of me. I’m sorry it had to come to this. It’s all my fault.” “No, I’ve been wanting to say that to her for a long time. When she touched my baby girl, she crossed the line and will never work here again as long as I am here.” He gave her a big hug and shook my hand. “Ya’ll have fun!” “Oh we will!” Nicole blurted out. “My pussy is already sore!” Ron just laughed and walked away shaking his head. We drove off into a setting sun, on our first trip home together.
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I answer your posting on Craig’s list and arrange to meet you at your hotel room. You know it’s me through the peep hole when I knock because of the hat I told you I’d be wearing. As we prearranged, you open the door just a crack and go lay down on the bed in the dark, naked. I come in and quickly strip and leave my clothes by the door (I wont be needing THEM for a while). I move to join you on the bed with my feet at the head so we are in a 69 position and stuff your dick in my mouth. You groan as I lick and suck just the head to show your appreciation. I then pull your dick out of my mouth and lick the entire shaft and cleanly shave balls as you reach over and start to fondle my already hard dick. After giving your balls a nice tongue bath I lick my way back up your shaft and take you back in my mouth. As I start to lick around the head and suck on the head again, you take the head of my cock into mouth and start to do the same. After about 30 seconds of this, I start to slide more of your dick in to the back of my throat and then back up to the head again keeping a lot of suction on your big hard dick. As I start back down again I slide one hand to your balls and start to lightly rub and pull on them, the other hand I move around to your ass. As you reach the back of my mouth, I pull on your ass to force you down my throat till my nose is against your balls and hold you there as long as I can enjoying the fullness in my throat. When I run out of breath I come back up and work as much of your dick in and out of my mouth as I can and still breath having completely forgotten what your doing to my dick till you deep throat me as you slip your finger up my ass reminding me what is to come later. I suck all the way off your dick just long enough to open up and shove you down my throat again. I start a rhythm of going from just the head to deep throatting you as you start to fuck my face and me yours because we are both close to cumming now. I know your are close, so I start working the head and first few inches with my mouth and the rest with my hand. I feel your dick expand and know that I am about to get what I want. Then I feel a second finger in my ass and it pushes me over the edge and my dick starts to expand in your mouth. WOW I think and we both cum at the same time. Your load is big but I swallow enough so I can catch the rest with out losing any. As you stop filling me, I pull you out so I can savor and swallow what you gave me…ummmm, does it taste good. Then I go back for more, lapping up whatever else I can find on your dick, as you start to soften I squeeze the tube on the bottom of your dick to get the rest so I don’t miss a drop of your wonderful cream and feel you doing the same to mine. We roll apart and I finally feel your fingers slide out of my ass and leave me feeling empty. Oh, I can’t have that and quickly move back to sucking your dick to get you hard again so you can fuck my ass as soon as I can get you back up. I suck hard on your over sensitive dick and you start to moan and say it’s to soon (the first words spoken since you opened the door). I ignore you and continue on my mission. Within moments I feel new life coming back into your dick and smile as I think it wont be long now and I’ll have what I really want…your big hard dick in my tight ass! I continue till your hard as steel and give you one more deep throat to get you good and wet. I quickly move into position over you reach down and line you up. You buck up as you feel my tight little hole make it’s first contact but it is no use as I lift up…this is going to at least start at my pace. Once you calm back down I lower myself to we are line up and touching once more. I push out and lower myself as I feel your head trying to gain entry and push down a little more. I can feel your head stretching me and start to work just the head in my sphincter. It hurts a little but it feels good at the same time so I start to work more of you in me. Your stretching me and it feels fine, I can’t believe I’ve waited so long to do this again. I get lost in how good it is till I feel your short and curls scathing my hole and then your hips against my ass and realize I’ve got all of you in me. I sit for a minute adjusting to your size then start to raise and lower my self slowly just a few inches then more and more till I’m riding all the way up and down your hole length. This feels great so I start to quicken the pace even thou my legs are starting to cramp. I ride you as long as I can and tell you we need to switch positions because of my legs cramping. As I move off of you, you push me over onto my back. Before I can even realize, you are on top of me with my ankles on your shoulders and slide your big dick back into me. It goes in much easier now that I’m opened up. You give me a couple long easy strokes to make sure I’m ready and then start to pick your speed. Soon you are fucking me hard and fast, pounding me to the bed, nearly knocking the wind out of me and I can do nothing but moan it feels so good. Your giving it to me good and hard and I start to squeeze with my anal muscles as your glide back and forth across my prostrate driving my wild. All to soon I get the feeling that I’m going to cum again with out being touched and I know from experience that I will clamp down on you and make you cum at the same time (but that is my favorite part). This is going to be sooooo goooood!!!! And here it comes, I start to orgasm in my ass first, rhythmically squeezing with no more control over what my body is doing. You can’t hold out any longer and I feel you start to expand once again. I grab your ass and hold you in me all the way. Then bam, my dick explodes all over both of us as yours explodes in my ass. You through your head back and groan in orgasmic bliss. I would to but I’m pinned beneath you so I squeeze my eyes shut and just enjoy the feelings of cumming and your cum filling my ass to over flowing. Your dick shrinks and slides out of my ass so you get off of me. I lean over and kiss your dick and lick it clean, I even lick up what was forced out and back over your balls from my once tight ass that now feels hollow and empty but satisfied. You groan not again so I lay back and we both take a short nap. You wake up to me sucking your once again hard dick. I keep sucking like I did the first time till you are starting to get close. Once you are close to cumming again I get up and offer you my ass again…this time doggy style. I know you wont refuse, you are to close to cumming and need the release. As you move up behind, I spread my legs and lower myself for easier access. I’m still wet from earlier so you slide right in with no problem. Once you are all the way in I tighten up. You adjust to the pressure and start fucking me again. I know I got you close before we started fucking again but still you last longer than I expected because you’ve already cum twice but that is fine with me. You feel so good fucking my ass, I’d like to keep you in me all night. After several position changes and a break between each change for me to suck your wonderful dick a little more, we end up with you back on top pounding be through the bed springs again. I urge you on with my hands on your ass and telling you “yeah… come on …fuck me … harder… harder…faster…yeah… come on… fuck me”. You rise to the challenge and fuck me harder, faster and deeper. Just the way I wanted it. Finally, you through your head back once more, but this time you bellow your delight as you empty your self in my willing ass once more. This sets me off and I bellow with you as I cum to. Completely exhausted you roll off and we both lay there trying to catch our breath. When I here your breathing deepen, I slip out of bed and take a quick shower to wash off all the come and sweat. When you wake in the morning you are alone but find a note on the bedside table. You pick it up and read “You have my email address. Send me a quick message if you want me to come back tonight. Also send me a message and let me know if you are ever back in the Missoula area and want to get together again. Just in case you forgot or lost it my email is _______________”.
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The following is a short story about a boy’s lust for his former teacher. It’s just the beginning, I hope you enjoy it. "Hello Miss Ramos, would you like to have dinner with me Sunday night?" Christi was startled as she looked up and recognized one of her former students. However she noticed something unusual out of the corner of her eye as she looked back down at his right leg. There in front of her, just a few feet away from her face was the outline of the longest thickest cock she'd ever seen. Her mouth opened in awe as a slight gasp escaped her lips. It must be a fake she thought, this must be one of those senior practical jokes they do at the end of every year. "It's real" John said in a low soothing voice hoping he hadn't scared her. He had been thinking about this moment all day and had been fantasizing about it for years. Many a nights and mornings he had jacked off thinking about Miss Ramos. Four years ago her name had been Mrs. Christina Garcia, but now she was single, he was eighteen and as of tomorrow ... he'd be a high school graduate. John had decided that today was the day he was going to ask her out, so he had gone back home after practice and changed into his best jeans. This was the only way he could show Miss Ramos his true size. He felt this would be the best way to impress her since he wasn't very good at talking with girls, he'd always been a little shy and insecure around them. Miss Ramos however always had a way of making him feel at ease and confident about himself and it didn't hurt that she was the sexist women he'd ever known. The whole drive to the high school he had his cock out and was slowly stroking it. He had always thought of Miss Ramos as being the ultimate Latin woman. She was petite at only 5 foot 2 and she was built like a brick house. She had large breast for her size but not so much that it made her look top heavy. She trimmed down to a curvy waist topped off by the most beautiful ass you'd ever seen. Her legs looked great too and he knew that from personal experience. He was remembering the first time he saw those beautiful legs, his brother had once told him a little secret. He and his friend had been walking down an alley one day when they heard a little girl laughing and screaming on the other side of a fence. Out of curiosity they looked for a way to look into the yard and finally found a few holes in the fence. When they looked in they saw the little girl's mother and they both looked at each other and mouthed the words 'Wow.' His brother had told him about this little incident and so the next time he went to drop off his brother at his friend's house he stopped by to take a look. Low and behold it turned it out to be Miss Ramos. He had to tell himself to stop thinking about that time or else he would blow his load. Luckily he was just about to arrive at the school parking lot and so he put his cock away, which wasn't easy. He was able to park his truck near the hallway entrance where Miss Ramos was at, good thing he thought, 'maybe nobody will see me go to her room'. Looking around the parking lot though he noticed he didn't have too much to worry about. The hallway seemed pretty empty as he walked towards her room which happened to be close by the entrance. The classroom door was open when he got there and as it turned out it was his mouth that opened in awe first...she took his breath away. At that moment she was lifting some books from the bottom of a shelf and placing them on a low cart. She was on her hands and knees and facing away from him. Oh my God! he thought, what an amazing ass. She was wearing your typical jeans and t-shirt for a work day, but to John it didn't matter, she might as well have been naked, because his cock was hard in an instant. He adjusted his cock almost half way down to his knee, it was do or die now, he walked right up close to her and said the words that would change both their lives "Hello Miss Ramos...." his heart was racing. Christi seemed to have woken up from a dream, she realized she had been staring at his cock longer then she should have and finally stood up. Her voice was as shaky as her legs... "Oh Hi John!" as if noticing him for the first time. She was a little self-conscious; she could feel her hard nipples poking through her bra and t-shirt. It was a work day after all and she hadn't expected any students to be at school. She had put on a thin support bra in order to work more comfortably. Now here she was, worked up in a sweat, the t-shirt practically hugging her huge breast and her nipples were trying to poke out through her t-shirt. God his cock looked huge, she had to control herself. "I thought all you seniors were supposed to be at graduation practice today?" "Oh yes mam we were, but that was this morning and it's already three o'clock." Oh wow, Christi thought, she had worked right through lunch. Well at least she wouldn't have to come in tomorrow. She thought about his cock again but dared not to look down, though she wouldn't have to look that far. At her height the top of her head barely reached his chest. She liked tall men, but he was somewhere between a boy and a man, although she'd never seen a cock like that on a man... at least not yet. "Now John I don't think it would be appropriate for us to have dinner, I know you'll be graduating tomorrow and all but it still wouldn't look right" "But Ms. Ramos, we can go to New Braunfels, nobody knows us there" "That's not the point John, I was your teacher once and it just wouldn't be right" "Miss Ramos I promise, it will just be a nice dinner, I just want to hang out with you and talk to you about my future plans." You're already 'hanging' she thought as she turned away from him, taking a peek and noticing how big it still was. At least now he couldn't see her hard nipples poking through her shirt. "I don't know John, my car isn't working well, my daughter leaves with her dad that day, people from San Antonio go to New Braunfels every day, I don't think it's a good idea." "Don't worry Miss Ramos, I'll take care of everything, I'll pick you up at seven" Christi was taken aback again, this time by his confidence; he came around in front of her to give her a good by hug. Oh God she thought as he hugged her under her arms picking her up at the same time and squeezed her body against his. She felt so weak yet safe in his arms, her big breast heaving on his chest and her left leg rubbing up against his huge cock, she hugged him lightly around his neck. After a longer than normal hug, he held her close to his body as he slid her down to the floor rubbing his cock between her legs. He noticed she felt a little weak in his arms so he sat her down on a nearby chair, as he straighten up his cock came very close to her face. She looked at his cock for a few seconds, it looked as thick as her forearm and just as long, she took a deep breath through her nostrils trying to smell him. She thought about reaching out to grab his cock but at that moment he turned and walked away. "Go Mavericks!!!" he let out a school yell as he walked out the door, his arms held high and his fist clenched. Oh my God, Christi thought, who would of thought four years ago his friends were calling him "Little Johnny." Christi couldn't believe what had just happened. Ever since she had started teaching eleven years ago she always able to put young horny boys in their place or at least ignore them all together. She remembered back when John first came to high school, he was only fourteen then, nice looking but not very big. Unlike most boys his age John was a very cordial and respectful student. It's the same now as it's always been; teenage boys have only one thing on their mind. It is no different in the classroom especially when they have a teacher that looks like me. They will try to keep their voices down, but as most teachers will tell you, just because it looks like you're not listening doesn't mean you are. Teachers can hear and see everything in the classroom if they want to. It's tolerable if the boys are just whispering to each other: "She's got the best tits," "no no she has the greatest ass", "oh man I'd fuck her between her tits then fuck her in the ass." Christi could handle the whispers but the lines were crossed when they would start showing each other pornography. Now a day with cell phones and iPads everything is possible. She remembered a student from last year, Jaime ..."Look at the picture of this girl getting fucked in the ass, I bet Mrs. Garcia would like that." He got a three day suspension after that when they also found pictures of Christi on his iPad. In one picture she was at the front of the classroom slightly bent at the waist writing on the whiteboard, a naked man was superimposed behind her, he was holding his huge cock right up against her ass. The end of the year was a whole other adventure. The boys would leave anonymous typed letters hidden around her room and she would end up finding them at the end of the day. The letters describe in graphic detail how they would pleasure her body. God these boys have an active imagination she remembered what some of them said... 'Miss Ramos I want to lay you down in the middle of the classroom then I'm going to cum all over your beautiful face and tits"," Miss Ramos I want to fuck you up the ass as you suck another guys cock.", "Miss Ramos I want to take you to my friend’s house where you can suck all our cocks". My husband never figured out why I was always so horny at the end of the year. As she put away the last few things in her room and she got ready to leave she wondered what type of perverse things John wanted to do with her, her nipples started to get hard again. Sunday finally arrived and Christi couldn't get her mind to settle down, she was thinking about so many things at once. At least during the morning she was preoccupied with getting her daughter ready for the trip. Sissy (nickname for Cecilia) was excited yet nervous; it would be the first time she was going to spend so much time away from her mom. The divorce had been finalized last month and she would have to spend half the summer away with her dad in Dallas. It wasn't any easier for Christi, neither one of them held back the tears as the car drove away down the street. The only consolation for Christi was that she knew how much Steve loved and cared for his eight year old daughter and that Sissy also loved her dad very much. At one time she and Steve had felt the same way about each other, but as the years went by they slowly grew apart. They still cared and respected each other but they knew they were better off apart. At one time they also had great sex together, even during their separation, but Christi always felt there was something missing. She wondered if her one time student would fill that void. That seemed so naughty to her, she wondered if John's cock would even fit in her little pussy. It was amazing what four years of transformation will do to a teenage boy. Over the years she had watched a lot of boys go through that change and there were always a few who caught her eye. By the time they were seniors they had grown up so much, not only in their physical stature but also in their maturity. That was the one of the things that surprised her most about John. He had always seemed a little shy through high school and what she saw from him a couple of days ago was very exciting. He had taken command at the end, "I'll take care of everything..." then he had picked her up in a squeezed her body against his, she could feel a tingle go through her body thinking about that moment. 'I need to jump into the pool to cool off' she thought. She didn't waste time changing, she took off all her clothes and walked out the patio doors. She'd never done this before, it was the middle of the day and anybody could see her naked if they just looked over the privacy fence. She was feeling very naughty as she swam a few laps then afterwards laid down on a reclining chair to catch a few rays. She knew it would be hard for anybody to see her over an eight foot fence but she still felt like she was being very bad. Her ex-husband had always taken care of the yard and then after him it was a local Mexican crew, this is why she had never knew about the holes in the fence. They were hidden behind some low hanging branches. Her hands began to explore her body, she ran her hands up slowly from her hips up along her toned abdomen to her firm breast. She touched and squeezed her tits thinking about John and wondering how his hands would feel on her. As she got more and more aroused she guided her breast to her mouth and began sucking and licking her nipples. She let go of her left breast and slid her hand to her pussy. She had neatly trimmed and shaved her pussy in anticipation for the night and she could feel her moistness on her pussy lips. She took turns inserting her middle finger into her wet pussy then taking it to the edge and played with her clitoris. After a few minutes she went over the edge and had a massive orgasm. As she was coming down from her orgasm she froze with her fingers in her pussy, she thought she heard some voices in the alley behind the fence. After waiting a few minutes and not hearing anything else she felt it must of been nothing and went back inside the house to take a bath. After her relaxing orgasm and equally soothing bath she took a long deserved nap. Waking up refreshed and energized she fixed herself a glass of wine and began the process of making herself the sexist woman John had ever seen. The look on John's face was priceless, "What, what's going on?, slow down, wait, wait..." By the time John had walked up to the door Christi had gotten out, locked it, and was rushing almost running to his truck. Even at that speed John was awestruck by what he had seen. She was wearing a low cut spaghetti strap black sundress. It looked like her breast were going to jump out at the pace she was going. Her shoulder length curly hair was bouncing up and down sexily like a model running down the beach. "Wait, wait there's somebody in the truck..." but Christi didn't hear him. She was so concerned about the neighbors, her only thought was to get into the truck as soon as possible, having had two glasses of wine had impaired her judgment. There were plenty of trees and shrubs in the front yard for cover, the only neighbor that could of seen her was the one directly in front of her driveway, and he was on vacation. As she jumped into the truck her breast bounced up so high that half of them did come out, nipples and all. "Hello Miss Ramos" two voices said in unison from the backseat. She was startled again as her hands quickly went up to her chest adjusting herself and then looked back sheepishly. "Hi boys!" she said feeling a little awkward, but the wine also made her brave, "And who the hell are you two?" "He's my brother Mike and that's his friend Victor" John said finally catching up and getting into the truck. "I tried to tell you but you were so fast, what's going on?" John asked looking at her a little confused. "Oh everything is Okay, I'll tell you later, what's going on here?" she said looking at the back seat. "Sorry, this was not in the plans. Nobody was at house to drop them off, Victor lives just a few blocks down the road." So that's how he knew where I lived, Christi thought to herself, he hadn't asked for directions. He must of seen me in the front yard or something. "Hey Miss Ramos you might be our teacher next year." Mike said leaning forward wanting to get a better look at Christi. "Victor and I will both be going to Madison next year." Mike and Victor gave each other a sly look. "Mike get back and buckle up" John said a little sternly, he knew what Mike was trying to do. In fact he wasn't even hiding it, staring blatantly at Miss Ramos's breast. At least he should have the decency to be a little coy like he was, oh no but not his little brother he wasn't shy at all. Christi noticed it too. Mike was much more forward then John ever was at his age, she wondered what he'd be like when he got older. She hadn't even noticed it at first but her chest was still heaving up and down from her little run and half her tits were showing. They were like hypnotic orbs for the boys. Then Victor did it too, only he was right behind her so he had to lean over her left shoulder and looked right down at her huge cleavage. "Yeah Miss Ramos, I really hope I have you for my teacher." Victor said excitingly. Then she noticed it... she felt an excitement in her body, she took some deep breaths and her breast heaved up and down even more giving Victor a better look. It almost seemed uncontrollable, she felt like she wanted to please these boys. She wanted to give them some ideas for writing her a letter, maybe she'd act them out with them... what is going on with me she thought. It must be the wine... it's probably just the wine, yeah that's what it was... just the wine, she'd never mess around with these two. To be continued….
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This is a true story that happened during the summer between my 9th and 10th grade. Let me introduce myself. My name is Brian. I’m like 5 foot 7 inches tall and weigh around 120 pounds. I am told that I am good looking. We lived in a nice suburb near Chicago. I am an only child and both my parents worked. My Dad had just received a big promotion at work and we were about to move about 90 miles away to be closer to his job. They had already bought the new house but since all my friends were in my old neighborhood, they let me stay at the house until it sold. My only job was to make sure I cut the lawn and I cut the lawn for our elderly neighbor who was in the hospital. It sucked because it would take like 4 hours to cut both lawns and it was a hot summer. Being a typical teenager, I got up at the crack of Noon. It was about 95 degrees out with high humidity. Unfortunately, I had been procrastinating and I hadn’t mowed the lawn and people were coming to look at the house the next day. So the first thing I did was throw on gym shorts and a tee shirt and then turned the air conditioning on in the house. When I was about half-way done with our lawn, I decided to take a quick break and cool off a little in the house. I walk in the house and its like 90 degrees in the house. The air conditioning wasn’t working. Great. So I figure there was no use sitting in the hot house and went back outside to finish cutting the lawn. It was so hot and humid that my tee shirt was so soaked with sweat that I finally just took it off. I finished cutting our lawn and then I went next door to Mrs. Kendall’s house to cut her lawn. Just after I started cutting the lawn, I hear a woman calling my name. I turn off the mower and turn around and standing on the porch of Mrs. Kendall’s house is an older woman around 30 with a sexy tight two piece bikini. Her legs were long and tan and her breasts looked like they may burst out of the bikini top. Of course right away, a bulge starts to form in my shorts. Luckily I was holding my tee shirt in my hands and was able to hide my excitement. She asked me if I was Brian. I told her I was and asked how she knew that. She said don’t you remember me? I’m Cheryl. I still had a confused look on my face. She goes on to say that she is Mrs. Kendall’s daughter. She told me that when she was in high school, she used to baby sit me. That’s when I remembered her. But she was much more of a woman now. I hadn’t seen her in like years. I thought she had gotten married or something and moved to California. She then said to me, you look tired and worn out. Why don’t you come inside the house and I’ll give you some lemonade. I follow her into the house and I am immediately hit with a cold breeze – her air conditioning was working. And it was working real well since I noticed Cheryl’s nipple start to poke through her bikini top. She didn’t seem to mind that I was staring at them. She then motions for me to sit down at the table and she gives me a glass of lemonade and puts out some cookies. I tell her this is nice. The air conditioning at my house doesn’t seem to be working. I start drinking and eating while Cheryl goes on to tell me that she will be staying at the house for a few weeks while her mother is in the hospital and that feel free to come on over anytime until the air conditioner is fixed. I then say, that I better get back to the lawn. Cheryl said to just wait one minute. Your shoulders and back look like they are getting a little red. She offers to put some sunscreen on for me. I said no, that’s OK as I start getting up from the chair. She said nonsense and has me sit back down. She rubs some sun screen on her hands and then begins to apply it to my shoulders first and then down my back where she even has one of her fingers go down below my elastic waist band but it probably was done on accident. . She then tells me to stand up and from behind me she starts applying it to my chest and stomach. It started feeling awkward and sensual as she continued to rub my chest and stomach. She leaned in a little and I could feel her tits poking me in the back. Luckily I was still holding my shirt to hide my erection. Then she reaches down and has her finger tips go below my waistband in the front. Not very far only like an inch or something but its obvious she is doing this on purpose. She then starts putting sunscreen on my legs. Which really wasn’t necessary since I had a nice tan base on my legs. She goes down to my ankles just above my socks and goes all the way up my leg. She moves my shorts up a little so now she is putting sunscreen on untanned areas. I finally said, I have to finish cutting the lawn and then go out the back door and start up the mower and begin cutting the grass. Once I was done with the lawn, I was spent. As I was pushing the mower back over to my house, Cheryl opened the door and said come on back here after you put the mower away. I come back a few minutes later. I am very hot and drenched in sweat. She said to me since it is still hot out, why don’t you hang out here for a little while until it cools off outside. She hands me a paper towel to start wiping off the sweat. She then says, why don’t you go in the bathroom and take a shower and get all that sweat off you. This way you will be more comfortable. That sounded like a good idea so I said sure and head toward the master bathroom. Cheryl said she will bring in some fresh towels. I get in the shower and it did feel nice rinsing the sweat off. My penis was rock hard which is force of habit. I usually jerk off in the shower but didn’t now because it didn’t seem right. I hear the bathroom door open and I hear Cheryl say that here are some fresh towels for you and then shuts the door. After a couple more minutes, I complete my shower and I take the towels Cheryl left and begin drying myself off. As I was just about dry, I begin to realize that my shorts, boxers, and shirt are not on the floor where I left them. The only thing I could think of is that Cheryl took them, but why. I then wrap one towel around my waist and step out of the bathroom into the bedroom. I see Cheryl is in there making the bed. She asked me how I felt and I said fine. I then asked her where are my shorts at? She said that when she brought the towels in she noticed that they were all sweated through – which was true – so she put them in the washer. They should be ready in about an hour. Cheryl, said in the mean time why don’t you just lay here in bed in the cool room and just relax. She thanked me for cutting the lawn and she walks out of the room and closes the door. I keep the towel around me and lay down in bed. I must have fallen asleep right away. I then start having this weird dream. In this dream, I am laying in bed and I feel this hand caresses by ass and then I start feeling a warm breath on my kneck along with more kissing. Then, in the dream, I feel a leg touch my leg. I then begin to realize that this isn’t a dream, this is really happening. I open my eyes and I see this hand rubbing my chest. I jump for a second but Cheryl, who has her arm around me says just relax everythings fine. I then realize that the towel is open and my penis is sticking straight up. This is the first time anyone has ever seen me completely naked and erect. Its decent size. I measured it once with a ruler and it was like 6 inches. I then roll over on my back and there is Cheryl who is also completely naked laying next to me. I am in heaven. I had never seen a naked girl before – yes that’s right I was a virgin. I continue rolling over until I am completely facing Cheryl. She tells me that if I was uncomfortable about this that she would leave. Of course I tell her that its fine. She also said that we don’t need to do anything more then I am comfortable doing. I only say OK since I am not entirely sure what she had in mind. She then pulls me closer and begins passionately kissing me. I had kissed girls before but that’s really all I had done. She then pushes her tongue into my mouth. I clumsily do the same to here and it was really erotic and I could feel my penis growing larger. I then move down and begin kissing her neck. With my one hand, I start squeezing her breast. She said to do it gently and focus on the nipple but dont pinch to hard, just squeeze. I try to follow her instructions and she begins to moan a little and said oh baby that’s the way. hmmmmm. I still cant believe that this is happening. I then move my head down and start sucking on her tits. I alternate left and right and she continues making loud sounds which are turning me on even more. She then pushes my head down between her legs. I couldn’t believe it. I was eye to eye with a real pussy. She then takes my hand and puts three of my fingers inside of her. She starts rubbing herself and I can feel my fingers getting wet. She moves her hand back and forth and said yeah just like that. She then lets go of my fingers and removes her hand but leaves my fingers in her and I keep doing what she was doing and she starts squirming some more and it is getting so wet and hot in there. I then get adventurous and without being prodded. I pull my fingers out and place my face over her pussy and shove my tongue in there. I start moving my tongue back and forth which was driving her crazy. I then feel this, for lack of a better word, a hard piece near the top and as I touch it and start flicking it with my tongue, Cheryl goes crazy and grabs my head and pushes it as close as can be which then causes my tongue to go deeper inside of her. The more I do the more juices that keep flowing out and I start to think that I think I am giving her an orgasm. She screeches a couple times and then finally grabs my head and pulls me up toward her head. We begin kissing again. My tongue which is soaked with her pussy juice is now being fed to her as we keep swirling our tongues inside of each others mouth. She pulls me close to her and now my penis is at full attention around her waist. She then says to me that she wants to feel me inside of her. But she also said if I wanted to stop that we could stop. My head on my shoulders was not doing the thinking anymore but the head between my legs was and he said go for it. I told her it was OK. Don’t stop. I maneuver myself so that my penis is right outside her pussy. I begin rubbing her from the outside because I read something stupid to not just shove it in here. Unfortunately, with all the sexual excitement and my inexperience I rubbed it a little to much and then I feel my orgasm coming on and I lean forward and shoot the thickest whitest streams of sperm that I have ever shot in my life. After what seemed like a whole minute of cumming, I realize OMG she is going to think I am such a loser and I start crying and apologizing to Cheryl. She said, Brian, just relax. I’m sure this was your first time its natural. Now come over here. I lay down beside her and I feel her grab my penis. She said, just what I thought. She said at my age, I should be ready to go again in just another minute or so. She then moves down and takes my penis into her mouth. It was an unbelievable feeling. I could feel her tongue swirling around on my penis moving her mouth back and forth and up down the shaft. I then feel myself getting bigger already and harder. I feel her licking and slurping some more and she said to me, lets do this again. Cheryl rolls over on her back and get between her legs. She said you don’t have to run around the outside just slowly push it in me. Just relax baby, you’ll be fine. I get into position but I have a hard time maneuvering it into position and I cant get it in there. She then reaches down and grabs my penis and said let me help. She slowly movers my penis into position and puts it right at the entry hole. She tells me to push forward real slow. I think to myself that this is it. My very first time my penis is going inside a girl. I lean forward and I can feel the heat coming from there. She tells me that when I feel resistance. Stop pushing for a second and then continue pushing. As I begin entering her it feels so warm and slick inside her I run into resistance a couple time but keep following her instructions until finally I am all the way in. We are completely one person now. Instinctively, I pull back a little and then push it in and I continue this thrusting back and forth. As I’m doing so I notice Cheryl breathing increasing and I can feel it getting wetter inside of her. She then wraps her legs around the back of my thighs which pulls me closer and I think even deeper inside of her. She wraps her arms around my back and we begin kissing. I then start feeling constriction around my penis. As I thrust back and forth inside her this constriction is undescibeable. I begin thrusting faster back and forth and she is now in sync with me thrusting back at me. She then give out a scream and pulls me as close to her as possible with her legs and arms and I feel her pussy start squeezing my penis as she screams. I can feel my orgasm building. I cant hold back any longer and I let loose. I try to keep thrusting as I am orgasming but her pussy is strangling my penis trying to pull every ounce of sperm out of it. I then collapse onto her. It was nothing like jerking off with your fist. A few minutes after ejaculating in her. I am still on top of her and still in her. Suddenly, my head on my shoulders takes over and I pull out of her and lay back down on the bed next to her. She could tell I was a little upset and asked me what was wrong. I told her that we didn’t use a condom so theres a chance you could get pregnant. That’s what they told us in health class. How could I be so stupid. She then calmed my worries and told me its alright and that she was on the pill and there was nothing to worry about. She then asks me if I enjoyed it. Of course, I told her I did because I DID. I then sheepishily ask her if we could do it again and she told me sure. We ended up fucking for most of the night. I must have come inside her like seven or eight times. With each one feeling better then the next. I learned a lot from Cheryl over the next few weeks. Things I was able to use that made my future girlfriends very satisfied. But towards the end of summer, our house sold and I moved away. My mom heard from some of our former neighbors that Mrs Kendall had died and that her daughter went back to California. Fast forward four years. I am on Spring Break of my Freshman year of college. I decided to spend the week at home. I wake up and come down into the kitchen to make some lunch and see my mother at the kitchen table crying. I asked her what was wrong. She slides an envelope over to me. I open the envelope and it has a picture of a little boy. I then start reading the letter and its from Cheryl. Apparently she had separated from her husband a few years ago and after her mother died she went back to her husband in California. I think to myself. Wait a minute, she never mentioned any husband. I continue reading the letter and Cheryl tells my mother that I had sex with her during the summer and nine months later, Cheryl had a baby. It was the splitting image of me Cheryl’s husband was divorcing her and he claimed this kid was not his since it did not look like him or any of the other kids. I had to go down and get a DNA test and luckily for me, it was determined that I was not the father. But Cheryl’s husband was not the father either. Apparently Cheryl was having sex with someone else beside me. Later I find out my friend Tommy came over once and Cheryl seduced him and had sex with him one time. It turns out Tommy was the father of the baby. I feel bad for Tommy but thank God it wasn’t me.
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This is a true story that happened during the summer between my 9th and 10th grade. Let me introduce myself. My name is Brian. I’m like 5 foot 7 inches tall and weigh around 120 pounds. I am told that I am good looking. We lived in a nice suburb near Chicago. I am an only child and both my parents worked. My Dad had just received a big promotion at work and we were about to move about 90 miles away to be closer to his job. They had already bought the new house but since all my friends were in my old neighborhood, they let me stay at the house until it sold. My only job was to make sure I cut the lawn and I cut the lawn for our elderly neighbor who was in the hospital. It sucked because it would take like 4 hours to cut both lawns and it was a hot summer. Being a typical teenager, I got up at the crack of Noon. It was about 95 degrees out with high humidity. Unfortunately, I had been procrastinating and I hadn’t mowed the lawn and people were coming to look at the house the next day. So the first thing I did was throw on gym shorts and a tee shirt and then turned the air conditioning on in the house. When I was about half-way done with our lawn, I decided to take a quick break and cool off a little in the house. I walk in the house and its like 90 degrees in the house. The air conditioning wasn’t working. Great. So I figure there was no use sitting in the hot house and went back outside to finish cutting the lawn. It was so hot and humid that my tee shirt was so soaked with sweat that I finally just took it off. I finished cutting our lawn and then I went next door to Mrs. Kendall’s house to cut her lawn. Just after I started cutting the lawn, I hear a woman calling my name. I turn off the mower and turn around and standing on the porch of Mrs. Kendall’s house is an older woman around 30 with a sexy tight two piece bikini. Her legs were long and tan and her breasts looked like they may burst out of the bikini top. Of course right away, a bulge starts to form in my shorts. Luckily I was holding my tee shirt in my hands and was able to hide my excitement. She asked me if I was Brian. I told her I was and asked how she knew that. She said don’t you remember me? I’m Cheryl. I still had a confused look on my face. She goes on to say that she is Mrs. Kendall’s daughter. She told me that when she was in high school, she used to baby sit me. That’s when I remembered her. But she was much more of a woman now. I hadn’t seen her in like years. I thought she had gotten married or something and moved to California. She then said to me, you look tired and worn out. Why don’t you come inside the house and I’ll give you some lemonade. I follow her into the house and I am immediately hit with a cold breeze – her air conditioning was working. And it was working real well since I noticed Cheryl’s nipple start to poke through her bikini top. She didn’t seem to mind that I was staring at them. She then motions for me to sit down at the table and she gives me a glass of lemonade and puts out some cookies. I tell her this is nice. The air conditioning at my house doesn’t seem to be working. I start drinking and eating while Cheryl goes on to tell me that she will be staying at the house for a few weeks while her mother is in the hospital and that feel free to come on over anytime until the air conditioner is fixed. I then say, that I better get back to the lawn. Cheryl said to just wait one minute. Your shoulders and back look like they are getting a little red. She offers to put some sunscreen on for me. I said no, that’s OK as I start getting up from the chair. She said nonsense and has me sit back down. She rubs some sun screen on her hands and then begins to apply it to my shoulders first and then down my back where she even has one of her fingers go down below my elastic waist band but it probably was done on accident. . She then tells me to stand up and from behind me she starts applying it to my chest and stomach. It started feeling awkward and sensual as she continued to rub my chest and stomach. She leaned in a little and I could feel her tits poking me in the back. Luckily I was still holding my shirt to hide my erection. Then she reaches down and has her finger tips go below my waistband in the front. Not very far only like an inch or something but its obvious she is doing this on purpose. She then starts putting sunscreen on my legs. Which really wasn’t necessary since I had a nice tan base on my legs. She goes down to my ankles just above my socks and goes all the way up my leg. She moves my shorts up a little so now she is putting sunscreen on untanned areas. I finally said, I have to finish cutting the lawn and then go out the back door and start up the mower and begin cutting the grass. Once I was done with the lawn, I was spent. As I was pushing the mower back over to my house, Cheryl opened the door and said come on back here after you put the mower away. I come back a few minutes later. I am very hot and drenched in sweat. She said to me since it is still hot out, why don’t you hang out here for a little while until it cools off outside. She hands me a paper towel to start wiping off the sweat. She then says, why don’t you go in the bathroom and take a shower and get all that sweat off you. This way you will be more comfortable. That sounded like a good idea so I said sure and head toward the master bathroom. Cheryl said she will bring in some fresh towels. I get in the shower and it did feel nice rinsing the sweat off. My penis was rock hard which is force of habit. I usually jerk off in the shower but didn’t now because it didn’t seem right. I hear the bathroom door open and I hear Cheryl say that here are some fresh towels for you and then shuts the door. After a couple more minutes, I complete my shower and I take the towels Cheryl left and begin drying myself off. As I was just about dry, I begin to realize that my shorts, boxers, and shirt are not on the floor where I left them. The only thing I could think of is that Cheryl took them, but why. I then wrap one towel around my waist and step out of the bathroom into the bedroom. I see Cheryl is in there making the bed. She asked me how I felt and I said fine. I then asked her where are my shorts at? She said that when she brought the towels in she noticed that they were all sweated through – which was true – so she put them in the washer. They should be ready in about an hour. Cheryl, said in the mean time why don’t you just lay here in bed in the cool room and just relax. She thanked me for cutting the lawn and she walks out of the room and closes the door. I keep the towel around me and lay down in bed. I must have fallen asleep right away. I then start having this weird dream. In this dream, I am laying in bed and I feel this hand caresses by ass and then I start feeling a warm breath on my kneck along with more kissing. Then, in the dream, I feel a leg touch my leg. I then begin to realize that this isn’t a dream, this is really happening. I open my eyes and I see this hand rubbing my chest. I jump for a second but Cheryl, who has her arm around me says just relax everythings fine. I then realize that the towel is open and my penis is sticking straight up. This is the first time anyone has ever seen me completely naked and erect. Its decent size. I measured it once with a ruler and it was like 6 inches. I then roll over on my back and there is Cheryl who is also completely naked laying next to me. I am in heaven. I had never seen a naked girl before – yes that’s right I was a virgin. I continue rolling over until I am completely facing Cheryl. She tells me that if I was uncomfortable about this that she would leave. Of course I tell her that its fine. She also said that we don’t need to do anything more then I am comfortable doing. I only say OK since I am not entirely sure what she had in mind. She then pulls me closer and begins passionately kissing me. I had kissed girls before but that’s really all I had done. She then pushes her tongue into my mouth. I clumsily do the same to here and it was really erotic and I could feel my penis growing larger. I then move down and begin kissing her neck. With my one hand, I start squeezing her breast. She said to do it gently and focus on the nipple but dont pinch to hard, just squeeze. I try to follow her instructions and she begins to moan a little and said oh baby that’s the way. hmmmmm. I still cant believe that this is happening. I then move my head down and start sucking on her tits. I alternate left and right and she continues making loud sounds which are turning me on even more. She then pushes my head down between her legs. I couldn’t believe it. I was eye to eye with a real pussy. She then takes my hand and puts three of my fingers inside of her. She starts rubbing herself and I can feel my fingers getting wet. She moves her hand back and forth and said yeah just like that. She then lets go of my fingers and removes her hand but leaves my fingers in her and I keep doing what she was doing and she starts squirming some more and it is getting so wet and hot in there. I then get adventurous and without being prodded. I pull my fingers out and place my face over her pussy and shove my tongue in there. I start moving my tongue back and forth which was driving her crazy. I then feel this, for lack of a better word, a hard piece near the top and as I touch it and start flicking it with my tongue, Cheryl goes crazy and grabs my head and pushes it as close as can be which then causes my tongue to go deeper inside of her. The more I do the more juices that keep flowing out and I start to think that I think I am giving her an orgasm. She screeches a couple times and then finally grabs my head and pulls me up toward her head. We begin kissing again. My tongue which is soaked with her pussy juice is now being fed to her as we keep swirling our tongues inside of each others mouth. She pulls me close to her and now my penis is at full attention around her waist. She then says to me that she wants to feel me inside of her. But she also said if I wanted to stop that we could stop. My head on my shoulders was not doing the thinking anymore but the head between my legs was and he said go for it. I told her it was OK. Don’t stop. I maneuver myself so that my penis is right outside her pussy. I begin rubbing her from the outside because I read something stupid to not just shove it in here. Unfortunately, with all the sexual excitement and my inexperience I rubbed it a little to much and then I feel my orgasm coming on and I lean forward and shoot the thickest whitest streams of sperm that I have ever shot in my life. After what seemed like a whole minute of cumming, I realize OMG she is going to think I am such a loser and I start crying and apologizing to Cheryl. She said, Brian, just relax. I’m sure this was your first time its natural. Now come over here. I lay down beside her and I feel her grab my penis. She said, just what I thought. She said at my age, I should be ready to go again in just another minute or so. She then moves down and takes my penis into her mouth. It was an unbelievable feeling. I could feel her tongue swirling around on my penis moving her mouth back and forth and up down the shaft. I then feel myself getting bigger already and harder. I feel her licking and slurping some more and she said to me, lets do this again. Cheryl rolls over on her back and get between her legs. She said you don’t have to run around the outside just slowly push it in me. Just relax baby, you’ll be fine. I get into position but I have a hard time maneuvering it into position and I cant get it in there. She then reaches down and grabs my penis and said let me help. She slowly movers my penis into position and puts it right at the entry hole. She tells me to push forward real slow. I think to myself that this is it. My very first time my penis is going inside a girl. I lean forward and I can feel the heat coming from there. She tells me that when I feel resistance. Stop pushing for a second and then continue pushing. As I begin entering her it feels so warm and slick inside her I run into resistance a couple time but keep following her instructions until finally I am all the way in. We are completely one person now. Instinctively, I pull back a little and then push it in and I continue this thrusting back and forth. As I’m doing so I notice Cheryl breathing increasing and I can feel it getting wetter inside of her. She then wraps her legs around the back of my thighs which pulls me closer and I think even deeper inside of her. She wraps her arms around my back and we begin kissing. I then start feeling constriction around my penis. As I thrust back and forth inside her this constriction is undescibeable. I begin thrusting faster back and forth and she is now in sync with me thrusting back at me. She then give out a scream and pulls me as close to her as possible with her legs and arms and I feel her pussy start squeezing my penis as she screams. I can feel my orgasm building. I cant hold back any longer and I let loose. I try to keep thrusting as I am orgasming but her pussy is strangling my penis trying to pull every ounce of sperm out of it. I then collapse onto her. It was nothing like jerking off with your fist. A few minutes after ejaculating in her. I am still on top of her and still in her. Suddenly, my head on my shoulders takes over and I pull out of her and lay back down on the bed next to her. She could tell I was a little upset and asked me what was wrong. I told her that we didn’t use a condom so theres a chance you could get pregnant. That’s what they told us in health class. How could I be so stupid. She then calmed my worries and told me its alright and that she was on the pill and there was nothing to worry about. She then asks me if I enjoyed it. Of course, I told her I did because I DID. I then sheepishily ask her if we could do it again and she told me sure. We ended up fucking for most of the night. I must have come inside her like seven or eight times. With each one feeling better then the next. I learned a lot from Cheryl over the next few weeks. Things I was able to use that made my future girlfriends very satisfied. But towards the end of summer, our house sold and I moved away. My mom heard from some of our former neighbors that Mrs Kendall had died and that her daughter went back to California. Fast forward four years. I am on Spring Break of my Freshman year of college. I decided to spend the week at home. I wake up and come down into the kitchen to make some lunch and see my mother at the kitchen table crying. I asked her what was wrong. She slides an envelope over to me. I open the envelope and it has a picture of a little boy. I then start reading the letter and its from Cheryl. Apparently she had separated from her husband a few years ago and after her mother died she went back to her husband in California. I think to myself. Wait a minute, she never mentioned any husband. I continue reading the letter and Cheryl tells my mother that I had sex with her during the summer and nine months later, Cheryl had a baby. It was the splitting image of me Cheryl’s husband was divorcing her and he claimed this kid was not his since it did not look like him or any of the other kids. I had to go down and get a DNA test and luckily for me, it was determined that I was not the father. But Cheryl’s husband was not the father either. Apparently Cheryl was having sex with someone else beside me. Later I find out my friend Tommy came over once and Cheryl seduced him and had sex with him one time. It turns out Tommy was the father of the baby. I feel bad for Tommy but thank God it wasn’t me.
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It’s 6:00 PM in the evening and I’m putting notes in the computer on our dealership database. It has been a pretty slow day and I am bored. I get up to stretch and go outside to light up. As I put my lighter in my pocket, I notice an old friend I used to work with pull up. She parks and walks over to me smiling. “Hey, how are you?” Nicole asks as she walks towards me. “Hello, pretty lady. Long time, no see. What brings you to see me?” I asked. Nicole advanced close to me and threw her arms around me. We always talked at Sagebrush, but never were hugging friends. “Wow, are you happy to see me or what? Good to see you to!” “I need a car,” she said. “I figured you would know how to take care of me,” she said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. I just stared at her. She looked great in her spaghetti strap top, scarf, and miniskirt. I could see my reflection in her sunglasses. I wondered what she was thinking and where she was looking. Her legs were shaven and shiny and she had on a pair of keds that showed obviously sweat lines across the toes. “You think you can help me?” “I certainly hope so. You look great by the way. Always have.” With that I finished my cigarette and flicked the butt as I opened the door for her. “Don’t litter!” she snarled and walked over and bent over to pick up the butt. She always big on Mother Earth and Earth Day and all that. As she bent over, her short skirt crept up her thighs and I swear I almost saw a money shot. As she stood up, the skirt stayed down a little bit and I could see the string sides of her yellow thong up on the edges of her hips. God she looked spectacular. She turned around to catch me looking. She smiled as she said, “Do you like what you see?” “Always have, baby. Always have. You know when I first started working with you at the restaurant, I videoed your pretty little feet in flip flops as we sat talking that first Sunday morning. I watch it every now and then and check out your pics on face book. That is a great shot of you showing off the tat on your side of the Lupus ribbon. I just wish you would drop the shirt you are holding and show us the rest of you.” “Yeah, I bet you do. So you are still into feet?” She walked around the charger sitting on display in the showroom. “But of course. The female foot is beautiful. And it is like I always have said, if a girl takes care of her feet and hands, she takes care of the rest of it,” I replied. I grabbed her hand and massaged it in mine. “Well, I’ve seen your feet and your hands surely are smooth!” She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. She sat in the car and her skirt slid up dangerously close to her yellow lingerie. “So why do you like sweaty feet? I know you used to always rub Tara’s feet and buy socks from silly girls at work at the end of their waitressing shifts. Their feet had to stink and the socks had to be wet with sweat. If a girls feet stink, what makes that sexy?” I just smiled. I squatted beside her and showed her a couple features on the car console. I pulled my hand back from the dash and let it rest on her lap. She laid her hand on mine. “It’s kind of a play on words. I am not into the whole Supermodel look. I like the country girl--the girl that is not afraid to get her hands dirty and have fun. I like natural body smells. I like a sweaty smell, it turns me on. Especially sweaty feet or socks. It is kind of hard to explain. I can’t explain it. It is just what I like. I like smelling armpits and kissing feet. What can I say? It is very erotic. You should try it sometime. Next time you are being intimate and are close to orgasm, let the guy suck on your toes and you will nut like you never thought possible.” “That all sounds a little weird, but a lot kinky. Maybe sometime I will take you up on that. But for today, I need a new ride. I finally finished school and got my RN degree. I need a better car. I can’t be driving to Raleigh every day in my old death trap.” “Oh my God, I bet you will look hot in a nurses outfit. I would love to smell your feet after an all night shift in your clogs with no socks on.” I realized I was getting hard just thinking about it. I stood up to walk towards my office to adjust and realized I was shining for her right at her face level as she was sitting in the car. Nicole patted it lightly and said, “Down boy. It’s not even time for a test drive, yet.” I quickly walked into my office and sat down, stunned at both the double meaning of what she was referring to as a test drive and the fact that she had just touched my penis. Nicole sat opposite me across the desk. As she sat down, she opened her legs a little bit and I saw a yellow smiley face staring at me. “My eyes are up here,” she cooed. “Not all of them,” I remarked. “I think someone just smiled at me.” She crossed her legs and said, “Let’s talk about a car and we will see who gets to smile at whom.” “So why did you put me off so much at the restaurant? You almost took me up on a foot rub once, but its like you quickly changed on me. I know you had some issues with your father and that bartending Bitch Paige and all, but I was always nice to you. I really do think you are a beautiful woman and would love to spoil you with a foot rub, among other things.” “I just had a lot going on then. You know the boyfriend I had then was being an asshole and my step dad was always critical of me and I was torn between a lot of things. While I will admit you stimulated my mind with your sexual humor, my fear of the unknown kept me from putting my feet in your lap. You are a good looking man for 30 something and I have rubbed one out before thinking about you, but I just never have been able to let myself go with you.” I didn’t have time to respond to that one as my manager came by the office just to see how things were going and asking if I was answering any questions she had. Nicole winked at me and said, “Oh he’s taking really good care of me.” “Oh, okay,” Sedrick said. “Let me know if there is anything I can do to help.” With that he walked outside to smoke. “You rubbed one out thinking about me?“ “What can I say? You had been really sweet to me that night and I was going to my car when I saw you through the window smelling Tara’s feet and shoes. I saw you take her socks off and buy them and I actually wished that was me sitting there in that booth with you on the floor in front of me,“ she replied. “Wow,” I replied. Nicole and I made a little small talk about what kind of ride she wanted. We finally landed on a small SUV but it had to be something that was sporty and kept her looking young. She didn’t mind sacrificing a little bit of gas mileage for more room and a sporty look. We walked around the lot so she could see what we had. We walked down the truck row and actually found one unlocked. Nicole climbed up in it and fell over in the seat. “Well, this is awkward,” she laughed. “Not from where I am standing,” I quickly remarked. She pulled her feet up behind her and pulled her legs apart as she laughed. I grabbed her ankles and jumped up on the side rail. “Yep, good position.” I got a whiff of her shoes as I climbed down. “Oh my god, your feet are stinky. Finally after all this time, I get to touch your shoes. That blue jean skirt stretched across that pretty little ass and smelly feet--damn you are making me all horny.” She flipped over and sat up. I was desperately trying to hide the boner in my pants. She just lay there a minute with her legs open. “Now it is smiling at you. And I have actually been trying to work up the courage to let you rub my feet. I wanted it to be special for you, so I have been wearing these keds for a week with no socks. I even wore them at work--I told Ron that I needed to buy some new shoes. And you know it has been hot outside. I even wore them to bed the last two nights and haven’t even showered. I wanted them to really stink for you.” She sat up and rubbed my member with the toe of her right foot. It was a good thing we were at the bottom of the parking lot because she lifted her left foot to my face. I could smell her sweaty little toes and kissed her ankle as I inhaled her sweaty shoes. “How can you stand that smell?“ She made a little face. “You look so hard already. You are not going to nut before you get my shoes off are you?” “I won’t nut till I get your sweaty, stinky, dirty toes in my mouth!” I replied. “Well, go get the keys to that Jeep on the front grass and maybe I will let you test drive.” I pulled my golf shirt out to cover the obvious and ran toward the building. I told Uba we were going on a test drive and would be back in a little bit. I walked back outside to the 2009 SRT Jeep Grand Cherokee with tinted windows, chrome package, Panoramic roof, spoiler effects, and rims. It was an awesome ride. I found Nicole standing at the back of the truck, one leg folded as she put her foot on the bumper. She had her finger in her shoe, talking on her cell phone. “Yes, mama, I think I have found a nice ride. And the salesman doesn’t look half bad either. Maybe I will take them both.” She pulled her index finger out of her shoe and placed it to my nose. God it stunk. I pulled it to my mouth and licked and sucked on it. Her eyes grew big and she put her arms around me and held me while she talked on the phone. She ran her hand down my back and rubbed my ass. I copied. She told her mom she might be home a little late tonight. She was trying to “complete the sale.” We both laughed and I walked around to unlock the drivers door. I opened the door for Nicole and she climbed in--literally climbed in. She jumped on the seat and jumped over it into the back. She stopped momentarily with her ass in my face, her thighs only inches from my face, “You drive. I want to get comfortable.” “Okay,” I said. “You look pretty comfortable to me.” I climbed in the drivers seat and buckled the belt. I cranked the Jeep and pulled off the grass as I smelled an incredible foot stench. I looked back and saw she had her legs pulled up in the seat and had taken off one shoe. To my surprise, she was trying to smell it, but only remarked how badly her feet stank. “I had to work last night. Bret sprayed my feet with the hose and said it would make them all smelly like you would like. Little did he know, he actually got me a little wet when he said that because I was wearing them for you.” “Goddamnit, Nicole, you are fucking hot! Give me that shoe and don’t take the other one off.” She handed me the shoe I stuck my face deep in it. I inhaled deeply and my cock rose sharply in my pants. I reached to adjust it and Nicole yelled at me because I had my eyes closed. “Stop! If I can’t take off my shoe, you can’t touch that! Watch this!” She pulled her leg up to her face and smelled it, her sweaty sole against her chin and her toes under her nose. Her skirt was now off and her panties were in a camel toe. She was wet and I could see it through her panties. She pinched her nose with her toes and licked the bottom of her foot. She winced at the smell and taste but still managed to still smile at me as she licked her sole. I had no idea Nicole could be this sexy, and I was going to take every opportunity I could to get at those nasty feet. “When do I get a chance to do that?” I asked. “Find a place to pull off and you can do this,” she replied as she pulled each toe into her mouth. I watched in the rear view mirror in disbelief. “You better be worth all this,” she said as she closed her eyes and stretched out her other leg now placing the other foot in my face, still encased a sweaty ked. “I haven’t taken these shoes off in 2 days. I have had them continuously for 3 days and two shifts at work.” I made a turn off the highway and came to a stop at the stop sign. I slipped the heel of the shoe off and was rewarded with a mixture of wet smelly shoe and sweaty foot. She had obviously had them on for a while, and her foot was clammy and wet. Her skin was wet and soft and pungent. “Holy fuck that is awesome!” I stated I stuck my nose between her shoe and bare heel and inhaled deeply. “I am in Heaven right now.” I continued to breathe as deeply as I could and drink in the intoxicating smell. “I am glad I can finally make you happy. And weird as it is watching you, it is strongly arousing.” She reached down and rubbed her her smiley face. I couldn’t stand it any longer. I jerked the shoe off and put her toes to my face. Her sweaty foot made my face wet with the clammy sweat from her foot and I was once again rewarded with a strong foot odor. Her foot was dirty from her shoe. She wiggled her toes and rubbed her foot in my face. I smelled and licked every inch of her soft little foot and toes and thought I would explode. “Your feet are so much more sexy than I ever imagined. Thank you for letting me have this moment.” I looked back in the rear view mirror to now find her in only panties and a sexy little yellow bra. She had one hand in her panties and the other on her breast. “You are making me so fucking horny. Find somewhere to park and you can join me back here.” I made a quick turn and sped down Colon road to a deserted brick yard, all the while enjoying the feast of a foot that was in my face. It’s a good thing we were in an SUV because I pulled deep into the property. I found a grove of trees that would block us being seen from the highway and backed the Jeep in. I jumped out of the front seat and joined Nicole in the back. I grabbed both her feet and planted them square on my face. She leaned in and freed me of my pants and removed my swollen member from my boxers. She lay back and watched me leak precum as I smelled and licked her beautiful soles. Up under her sweaty toes really stank so that is where I kept my nose, inhaling deeply. She pulled her feet from my face and stroked my cock with her arches. “Can I watch you masturbate while you play with my feet?” “I thought you would never ask. Your feet taste so good.” She jumped up and straddled my lap and planted a deep French kiss on my lips. I wrapped my hands around her cute little body and kissed on her chest and shoulders. I unsnapped her bra and pulled it over her head. Beads of sweat ran down her nipples as it was getting a little warm inside the Jeep. “Don’t ever make me regret this,” she said. “ I am sorry I was a bitch to you at Sagebrush. Paige just kept pushing me away from you even though I was interested in you. You have a beautiful cock and I want it inside of me. But I want to watch you first.” She rubbed her crotch on mine as she kissed her way down my neck and chest. She stopped at my belly and climbed back off and lay back against the door. I grabbed her legs and pulled her down in the seat. She slid across the leather and remarked that it was a good thing she was all sweaty or that would have hurt. I bent her legs slightly and put her feet in my face as I played with her feet. She put her hand in her panties and played while shifting her eyes from my cock to watching me make oral love to her feet. In just a few minutes as I reached climax, I heard hear moaning. I opened my eyes to find her rubbing her pussy through her panties furiously and squirting out a load of cum into her panties. I came almost instantly at the sight and shot my load all over the seat and her size 7s. I dove my face deep into her crotch and smelled her musty pussy juice. I licked her panties and traced the smiley face with my tongue. She was really turned on and had soaked the tiny thong she was wearing. “Goddamn, hurry up and fuck me already!” she yelled. Had I heard right? Had my dreams for wanting her finally come true? I leaned over her and kissed her face, neck and nose. She has always been so beautiful. I licked and kissed and pinched her little nipples ever so gently. Her breasts were small b’s but very shapely. I reached down and slid my hand inside her panties and my fingers inside her pussy. She gasped as my fingers entered her. I used my free hand to raise her arms and smell her pits. She resisted at first, but I held her wrists together and began to lick the sweat from her pits. “Stop it baby. That’s so nasty. I haven’t showered for three days!“ “I know girl, and your body smells are driving me crazy. Its especially great that you didn’t put on any deodorant. Just lay back and let me enjoy your body.” She resisted still so I sank my finger deep in her pussy to her Gspot and pulled it out and lifted it to her mouth. She turned her head as I spoke softly to her. “It’s your body baby. It’s not like you don’t play with it and lick your fingers.“ “I know, but it is different with you doing it. You were deep inside me. Please be patient with me,” she remarked. I smeared her pussy juice all over her face and licked it off. Then I sat up and I jerked her up in the air and pulled her towards me rolling her back on the seat so her head was on the seat and her ass was in my face. I slid her panties off her jewels and planted my face deep between her legs. She tasted and smelled delicious. I opened her legs wide and slid one foot under the front headrest and one under the entry handle on the ceiling. I ran my tongue delicately around her pussy edges and kissed her small patch of skin between the base of her pussy and her asshole. She protested at first. “No, don’t.” She pulled her feet down and put her legs over my shoulders. I kissed her knees. “Trust me. It will feel good. You have trusted me this far. Do you really think I would steer you wrong? Has anybody every made you feel this good? “No.” “Well, then lose the inhibitions and let me make you feel as good as you have made me feel.” I put her feet back where they belonged and went back to work. As I began to smell and lick and kiss my way around her anus, she squirmed around in the seat. “Relax,” I said. Slowly, she released her discomfort and let me work her little pink hole over. As I started to slide my tongue into her, she tensed her hips. “I am scared I will fart on you.” I laughed. “That’s okay. I won’t stop. I am very freaky. The only thing you can’t do is crap on me.” We both laughed and that forced her to relax. She loosened her hips and she let out a little poot. The smell was intoxicating. She kept laughing and I buried my mouth against her anus and made love to her asshole. She got wetter and wetter as I licked. Finally I made my way back to her pussy. I licked softly around the edges as her body responded with more and more sticky moisture. “I have never been so aroused! If you don’t hurry up and fuck me, I am going to come in your mouth!” That was all the inspiration that I needed. I buried my tongue deep inside of her love canal. I hummed slightly as I explored every inch of her pussy. In just a couple of minutes, she came hard, squirting mouthfuls of sticky fluid into the air all into my mouth and face. I lapped up all that I could get, tracing trails of liquid from her clitoris down her innermost thighs, down her hips to her anus, and across the seat. She pushed my head back and said that she couldn’t take it anymore. I had to stop and catch my breath so I let her recuperate a few moments. Finally, she told me to lay back on the seat. She climbed on top of me, and penetrated her pussy with my thick throbbing member. She had one leg on the floor and the other across the back of the seat. She was riding me hard and fast, her little B cup titties bouncing ever so slightly. She got close to orgasm, so I picked her up and threw her back against the seat. She protested. “What the hell did you do that for? I was close to coming again!” “I wanted you to cum hard. That’s why. Do you think you are ready for this?” I asked. “Fuck me now, goddamit! Fuck me now!” I entered her pussy so fast, she jumped. “Oh my God, you are so deep!” I had thrown her legs up over my shoulders and positioned my pelvis over her stomach so I could push deep inside. The seat was just bouncy enough that I could push her up and down with my one foot in the seat and the other in the floor. I was fucking her hard and fast. “Oh God! Oh God! Oh Gaaahhhhhddd…..” Her voice trailed off and tears fell from her eyes. I stopped suddenly. She grabbed my hips with her nails and snarled at me. “You were crying, I thought I was hurting you.” “No, I am having the best orgasm of my life. Now get back to it---NOW!” I instantly resumed pumping in and out of her. Faster, faster and faster. “Please don’t stop--NO matter what!” I kept fucking her, hard and fast. Nicole’s body went limp as she appeared to have a seizure. Her pussy muscles squeezed my dick like no pussy ever had. She shook and shook as I started to come. She began cumming so hard, the seat became a gooey stick mess. Then I, dripping sweat from my face down to hers, started feeling my love juice squirting into her. Instantly she jumped up and threw me back on the seat, devouring my penis with her mouth. She moved up and down my shaft with such precision, such skill. She never gagged, never missed a beat. I came for what seemed like ever. As I finished, she slid her mouth off my cock and licked my balls clean, too. Finally she collapsed into the seat on top of me, her head laying right beside my penis. “My god, that was awesome! I could taste my strong pussy on your dick. I actually liked it. I never would do that for my ex boyfriend. Was it good for you?” she purred. “I don’t think I have ever came so hard. I was surprised you had enough strength to push me off. Did you have a seizure?” I asked. “No, I just had the best orgasm known to man. All this time I thought I loved my ex boyfriend so much because his dick was so big--almost 3 inches longer than you--but he has never made me cum like that. You fucked me so well!” She crawled up on top of me and kissed me deeply. I could still taste the sweet mixture of her pussy juice and my cum in her mouth. “Well, you know where to find me if you ever want more.” I laughed gently. “Oh you are going to be seeing a lot more of me, baby. Because I will be in your bed when you get home from work.” “Two problems with that baby. What about my sock buying fetish or your preacher father? You know I like getting my hands on different girls feet when I can. And your father would shit a brick!” “First of all,” she began, “I am your new girlfriend. I don’t care whose feet you play with, so long as you fuck me like that every day. Hell, for all I care, bring them home and smell their feet and suck on their toes, as long as you are fucking my brains out when you do it. As for my STEP-father, fuck what he thinks. You only live once and I am going to live life to its fullest. Wouldn’t you like me to take care of you every day? My pussy will belong to you and you can smell my feet every day when I get home from work. I never understood you before, but if my stinky feet turn you on like that, I will do my best to make them sweaty all the time. And I think I may stop wearing deodorant since you like body smells so much. Just promise me I can get that dick every night!” She looked at me and smiled. “Wow, I don’t know what to say.” I stated. “Maybe we can talk someone into a threesome,” she looked at me with an evil grin on her face. “I think I would really like that. I have been trying have a three way for years.” I replied. She reached into her pocket book and pulled out her cell phone. “Who you gonna call?” “Nobody,” she said. “At least not yet. I want to show you something. I want a picture first.” She had been stroking my dick while we spoke. I was rubbing her feet. She positioned her feet in my lap and took a picture. “That is going to be my new wallpaper,” she cooed. She pushed some butttons on her phone. She turned the phone towards me showing me pictures of her and our mutual friend, Yami, a Hispanic girl that had an awesome figure and DD cups. For her height, she was just a little overweight, and her breast were much too large, but she was a sexy ass bitch with cute little size five feet and an awesome ass. The two girls were in various stages of undress and sexual intercourse. There were even pictures of Nicole kissing Yami’s toes. “No way!” I shouted as I sat up on the seat and grabbed the phone. “I heard you had a lesbian experience, but I did not know you had gone all bi-sexual on me! Damn that girl has some big tittes!” I flipped through the pictures. “That’s what I like most about her. At least we won’t be in each other’s way when we fuck her. You can have her feet--which stink way worse than mine by the way--and I can have her tits. You know she never wears socks!” My cock was growing again. “Can I suck you off this time? My pussy is too sore for anymore today.” “Go for it, baby. But only if we can 69. I will kiss and lick you to make you feel better.” She got that evil grin on her face again and quickly turned away from me as I slipped down in the seat. Before she laid on top of me, she sat her pretty little ass square on my face and farted on me again. She knew that would make me hard as a rock and instantly swallowed my manhood. I could smell her stinky little feet beside my head as I sucked on her clitoris, their dampness touching the sides of my face as their still strong odor tickled my nose. After just a few short minutes, she got me to come again and once again swallowed every drop. Just as I came for her, she oozed a stream of sticky goo into my mouth. We collapsed onto the seat, both sweating profusely. “Yep, you are moving in with me.” “You seem to have your mind made up. Is it okay if Yami comes, too? She has been fighting with her mom and dad for a while and wants to move out on her on. With all three of us working, it should not be hard to pay the rent. We can give her a few months to save up some money and get her own place.” She was still squatted over me, her tight little asshole square in my face as she lay there. “It looks like the three of us are going to have a lot of fun together. She doesn’t have to worry about ever moving out. She can even date who she wants to as long as she pays her rent to us in sex and feet--weekly. Only one question--what will Paige say when we all come into the bar to have drinks together?” Nicole laughed hysterically. “She can watch us kiss and fool around sitting at her bar and just get sick if she wants to. As good as you just made me feel, I will suck you off in front of my step-father and not give a damn what he thinks. He can kiss my ass!” “Actually, that is my job.“ I flicked my tongue across her asshole and tried to get inside it, but she squeezed her hips and pinched my nose. I laughed until I heard a knocking on the window. “Everything okay in there?” I recognized the voice. It was Charles from the dealership. He was laughing. “Guess the test drive went pretty well.” It is a good thing the windows were heavily tinted. We laughed. “Just a sec, Charles.” I jumped out and tucked my shirt in. “Damn, it smells like sex in there!” Charles exclaimed. He teased me a little bit as he remarked about the flash he got of Nicole dressing in the seat as I closed the door. “It ought to. He just fucked my damn brains out!” Nicole cooed as she climbed out the back door. “You sure you weren’t born black, cause that’s the biggest dick I’ve ever seen!” Charles laughed and said that Sedrick had sent him out to check on us. It was 8:30 and the dealership was closed. Charles grabbed his phone and told Sedrick that we had taken the car to the customers house to show her father and had stopped to grab a soda on the way back. He caught up to us at the convenience store and we were fixing to be on our way back. Sedrick said he would see us in the morning and to take the keys home with me. He told Charles he was leaving for the night. “I got your back, Jameson, but you may want to leave the windows down on this thing tonight. It smells like pure ass in there.” Charles laughed and gave me five. “Way to score Jameson!” Nicole handed me her tiny yellow panties before going around the Jeep to get in the passengers seat. Charles just looked in amazement. “I guess we will see you tomorrow, Charles. Have a good night, and thank you.” Charles lit up and left and I climbed behind the steering wheel. “So what do you think of the Jeep?” I asked Nicole. ‘ “I think I will take it. The test drive went really well. As a matter of fact, I think I will take this and whatever car you want. You can take care of my pussy and I will take care of you. After all, I am a nurse now, and I need something to spend my money on. And when I come home from a hard night at work, you will lick my tired smelly feet and my juicy pussy every night to take all the stress out of me. Deal?” “Deal! Let’s go home and break the news to my landlord,” I said. “Boy is he gonna be surprised. But your pussy is so sweet. Understand that you are my new girlfriend. Yami is your girlfriend and not my main goal. I have always liked you and wanted you. Yami will be just a fringe benefit for me. Thank you for letting me play with her sexy little size five feet. I have only seen them a couple of times when she teased me by letting me feel how soft they are. I love you, Nicole.” “I couldn’t have said it better myself,” she replied. She kissed me hard. “It looks like you are stuck with me for a long time to come. Although I do have one confession. I really love porn. Will you have a problem with me keeping my porn collection and surfing the net checking for new material?” “Not at all, darling. As long as the same rule applies for me.” “One more little thing. Please don’t get mad at me,” she remarked. She turned from me in the seat and looked out the window. I cranked the truck and let down the windows to let the cool breeze in. “After the fun we just had, nothing you could ever say could upset me, baby. Do you mind if I smoke? You just got me off three times in less than an hour and I need my cigarette. What is your concern?” I reached over and turned her face towards me. Nothing she could say would make me love her any less. She had just given me two perfect gifts--her young stinky feet, and her tight little body to fuck at will. She nodded and began, with a tear falling down her cheek. “I find my self looking at preteen and teen risqué photos sometimes--boys and girls, but mainly young girls. Something about their youthful beauty and innocence just drives me crazy. Is that too weird? I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. You think I am a freak don’t you? I’m sorry.” She turned away again. “I don’t blame you if you hate me now.” She turned away from me in the seat, pulling her legs up in the seat under her so her soles were close to me as she leaned on the door. I pulled to the side of the road and unbuckled my belt and leaned over the console to smelled those pretty feet again. She turned around again amazed I still wanted her. God her feet stunk. And I loved every minute of it. I pulled her around and started in on her feet again. They were so soft and cute. I loved the sweaty smell they had the way they tasted. I got hard again so I positioned her in her seat so her clammy soles were rubbing up and down my still slippery member. “Tell you what,” I said, “if you don’t mind me looking at my tween aged “art” photos of girls, I won’t mind what you look at. Maybe we can role play. You can be my little daughter, and I will be your baby brother. We will see who can nut the hardest!” She smiled largely and kissed me deeply. “Maybe we can put a diaper on Yami and she can be our little girl and we can do her together. That sound like fun?” “Let’s get home. I want to fuck you again before I go to sleep. This is going to be the beginning of a beautiful relationship,” I said. “No, let’s go to Sagebrush. Paige is bartending tonight and I want to see the look on her face when we walk in together.” Nicole looked at me again with that evil look as I punched the gas. When we got there, I told Nicole to jump on my back for a piggy back ride. Her legs were so soft and smooth and I knew it would be hard to keep my hands off of them as we sat together. As I carried her in the door, we were surprised to meet Paige at the hostess stand. Her mouth dropped open and she just stood and stared. I put Nicole down and Ron walked up to greet us with a puzzled look on his face and give Nicole a big hug. Paige sighed loudly and walked back into the bar. Nicole and I looked at each other and just laughed.
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The following is a short story about a boy’s lust for his former teacher. It’s just the beginning, I hope you enjoy it. "Hello Miss Ramos, would you like to have dinner with me Sunday night?" Christi was startled as she looked up and recognized one of her former students. However she noticed something unusual out of the corner of her eye as she looked back down at his right leg. There in front of her, just a few feet away from her face was the outline of the longest thickest cock she'd ever seen. Her mouth opened in awe as a slight gasp escaped her lips. It must be a fake she thought, this must be one of those senior practical jokes they do at the end of every year. "It's real" John said in a low soothing voice hoping he hadn't scared her. He had been thinking about this moment all day and had been fantasizing about it for years. Many a nights and mornings he had jacked off thinking about Miss Ramos. Four years ago her name had been Mrs. Christina Garcia, but now she was single, he was eighteen and as of tomorrow ... he'd be a high school graduate. John had decided that today was the day he was going to ask her out, so he had gone back home after practice and changed into his best jeans. This was the only way he could show Miss Ramos his true size. He felt this would be the best way to impress her since he wasn't very good at talking with girls, he'd always been a little shy and insecure around them. Miss Ramos however always had a way of making him feel at ease and confident about himself and it didn't hurt that she was the sexist women he'd ever known. The whole drive to the high school he had his cock out and was slowly stroking it. He had always thought of Miss Ramos as being the ultimate Latin woman. She was petite at only 5 foot 2 and she was built like a brick house. She had large breast for her size but not so much that it made her look top heavy. She trimmed down to a curvy waist topped off by the most beautiful ass you'd ever seen. Her legs looked great too and he knew that from personal experience. He was remembering the first time he saw those beautiful legs, his brother had once told him a little secret. He and his friend had been walking down an alley one day when they heard a little girl laughing and screaming on the other side of a fence. Out of curiosity they looked for a way to look into the yard and finally found a few holes in the fence. When they looked in they saw the little girl's mother and they both looked at each other and mouthed the words 'Wow.' His brother had told him about this little incident and so the next time he went to drop off his brother at his friend's house he stopped by to take a look. Low and behold it turned it out to be Miss Ramos. He had to tell himself to stop thinking about that time or else he would blow his load. Luckily he was just about to arrive at the school parking lot and so he put his cock away, which wasn't easy. He was able to park his truck near the hallway entrance where Miss Ramos was at, good thing he thought, 'maybe nobody will see me go to her room'. Looking around the parking lot though he noticed he didn't have too much to worry about. The hallway seemed pretty empty as he walked towards her room which happened to be close by the entrance. The classroom door was open when he got there and as it turned out it was his mouth that opened in awe first...she took his breath away. At that moment she was lifting some books from the bottom of a shelf and placing them on a low cart. She was on her hands and knees and facing away from him. Oh my God! he thought, what an amazing ass. She was wearing your typical jeans and t-shirt for a work day, but to John it didn't matter, she might as well have been naked, because his cock was hard in an instant. He adjusted his cock almost half way down to his knee, it was do or die now, he walked right up close to her and said the words that would change both their lives "Hello Miss Ramos...." his heart was racing. Christi seemed to have woken up from a dream, she realized she had been staring at his cock longer then she should have and finally stood up. Her voice was as shaky as her legs... "Oh Hi John!" as if noticing him for the first time. She was a little self-conscious; she could feel her hard nipples poking through her bra and t-shirt. It was a work day after all and she hadn't expected any students to be at school. She had put on a thin support bra in order to work more comfortably. Now here she was, worked up in a sweat, the t-shirt practically hugging her huge breast and her nipples were trying to poke out through her t-shirt. God his cock looked huge, she had to control herself. "I thought all you seniors were supposed to be at graduation practice today?" "Oh yes mam we were, but that was this morning and it's already three o'clock." Oh wow, Christi thought, she had worked right through lunch. Well at least she wouldn't have to come in tomorrow. She thought about his cock again but dared not to look down, though she wouldn't have to look that far. At her height the top of her head barely reached his chest. She liked tall men, but he was somewhere between a boy and a man, although she'd never seen a cock like that on a man... at least not yet. "Now John I don't think it would be appropriate for us to have dinner, I know you'll be graduating tomorrow and all but it still wouldn't look right" "But Ms. Ramos, we can go to New Braunfels, nobody knows us there" "That's not the point John, I was your teacher once and it just wouldn't be right" "Miss Ramos I promise, it will just be a nice dinner, I just want to hang out with you and talk to you about my future plans." You're already 'hanging' she thought as she turned away from him, taking a peek and noticing how big it still was. At least now he couldn't see her hard nipples poking through her shirt. "I don't know John, my car isn't working well, my daughter leaves with her dad that day, people from San Antonio go to New Braunfels every day, I don't think it's a good idea." "Don't worry Miss Ramos, I'll take care of everything, I'll pick you up at seven" Christi was taken aback again, this time by his confidence; he came around in front of her to give her a good by hug. Oh God she thought as he hugged her under her arms picking her up at the same time and squeezed her body against his. She felt so weak yet safe in his arms, her big breast heaving on his chest and her left leg rubbing up against his huge cock, she hugged him lightly around his neck. After a longer than normal hug, he held her close to his body as he slid her down to the floor rubbing his cock between her legs. He noticed she felt a little weak in his arms so he sat her down on a nearby chair, as he straighten up his cock came very close to her face. She looked at his cock for a few seconds, it looked as thick as her forearm and just as long, she took a deep breath through her nostrils trying to smell him. She thought about reaching out to grab his cock but at that moment he turned and walked away. "Go Mavericks!!!" he let out a school yell as he walked out the door, his arms held high and his fist clenched. Oh my God, Christi thought, who would of thought four years ago his friends were calling him "Little Johnny." Christi couldn't believe what had just happened. Ever since she had started teaching eleven years ago she always able to put young horny boys in their place or at least ignore them all together. She remembered back when John first came to high school, he was only fourteen then, nice looking but not very big. Unlike most boys his age John was a very cordial and respectful student. It's the same now as it's always been; teenage boys have only one thing on their mind. It is no different in the classroom especially when they have a teacher that looks like me. They will try to keep their voices down, but as most teachers will tell you, just because it looks like you're not listening doesn't mean you are. Teachers can hear and see everything in the classroom if they want to. It's tolerable if the boys are just whispering to each other: "She's got the best tits," "no no she has the greatest ass", "oh man I'd fuck her between her tits then fuck her in the ass." Christi could handle the whispers but the lines were crossed when they would start showing each other pornography. Now a day with cell phones and iPads everything is possible. She remembered a student from last year, Jaime ..."Look at the picture of this girl getting fucked in the ass, I bet Mrs. Garcia would like that." He got a three day suspension after that when they also found pictures of Christi on his iPad. In one picture she was at the front of the classroom slightly bent at the waist writing on the whiteboard, a naked man was superimposed behind her, he was holding his huge cock right up against her ass. The end of the year was a whole other adventure. The boys would leave anonymous typed letters hidden around her room and she would end up finding them at the end of the day. The letters describe in graphic detail how they would pleasure her body. God these boys have an active imagination she remembered what some of them said... 'Miss Ramos I want to lay you down in the middle of the classroom then I'm going to cum all over your beautiful face and tits"," Miss Ramos I want to fuck you up the ass as you suck another guys cock.", "Miss Ramos I want to take you to my friend’s house where you can suck all our cocks". My husband never figured out why I was always so horny at the end of the year. As she put away the last few things in her room and she got ready to leave she wondered what type of perverse things John wanted to do with her, her nipples started to get hard again. Sunday finally arrived and Christi couldn't get her mind to settle down, she was thinking about so many things at once. At least during the morning she was preoccupied with getting her daughter ready for the trip. Sissy (nickname for Cecilia) was excited yet nervous; it would be the first time she was going to spend so much time away from her mom. The divorce had been finalized last month and she would have to spend half the summer away with her dad in Dallas. It wasn't any easier for Christi, neither one of them held back the tears as the car drove away down the street. The only consolation for Christi was that she knew how much Steve loved and cared for his eight year old daughter and that Sissy also loved her dad very much. At one time she and Steve had felt the same way about each other, but as the years went by they slowly grew apart. They still cared and respected each other but they knew they were better off apart. At one time they also had great sex together, even during their separation, but Christi always felt there was something missing. She wondered if her one time student would fill that void. That seemed so naughty to her, she wondered if John's cock would even fit in her little pussy. It was amazing what four years of transformation will do to a teenage boy. Over the years she had watched a lot of boys go through that change and there were always a few who caught her eye. By the time they were seniors they had grown up so much, not only in their physical stature but also in their maturity. That was the one of the things that surprised her most about John. He had always seemed a little shy through high school and what she saw from him a couple of days ago was very exciting. He had taken command at the end, "I'll take care of everything..." then he had picked her up in a squeezed her body against his, she could feel a tingle go through her body thinking about that moment. 'I need to jump into the pool to cool off' she thought. She didn't waste time changing, she took off all her clothes and walked out the patio doors. She'd never done this before, it was the middle of the day and anybody could see her naked if they just looked over the privacy fence. She was feeling very naughty as she swam a few laps then afterwards laid down on a reclining chair to catch a few rays. She knew it would be hard for anybody to see her over an eight foot fence but she still felt like she was being very bad. Her ex-husband had always taken care of the yard and then after him it was a local Mexican crew, this is why she had never knew about the holes in the fence. They were hidden behind some low hanging branches. Her hands began to explore her body, she ran her hands up slowly from her hips up along her toned abdomen to her firm breast. She touched and squeezed her tits thinking about John and wondering how his hands would feel on her. As she got more and more aroused she guided her breast to her mouth and began sucking and licking her nipples. She let go of her left breast and slid her hand to her pussy. She had neatly trimmed and shaved her pussy in anticipation for the night and she could feel her moistness on her pussy lips. She took turns inserting her middle finger into her wet pussy then taking it to the edge and played with her clitoris. After a few minutes she went over the edge and had a massive orgasm. As she was coming down from her orgasm she froze with her fingers in her pussy, she thought she heard some voices in the alley behind the fence. After waiting a few minutes and not hearing anything else she felt it must of been nothing and went back inside the house to take a bath. After her relaxing orgasm and equally soothing bath she took a long deserved nap. Waking up refreshed and energized she fixed herself a glass of wine and began the process of making herself the sexist woman John had ever seen. The look on John's face was priceless, "What, what's going on?, slow down, wait, wait..." By the time John had walked up to the door Christi had gotten out, locked it, and was rushing almost running to his truck. Even at that speed John was awestruck by what he had seen. She was wearing a low cut spaghetti strap black sundress. It looked like her breast were going to jump out at the pace she was going. Her shoulder length curly hair was bouncing up and down sexily like a model running down the beach. "Wait, wait there's somebody in the truck..." but Christi didn't hear him. She was so concerned about the neighbors, her only thought was to get into the truck as soon as possible, having had two glasses of wine had impaired her judgment. There were plenty of trees and shrubs in the front yard for cover, the only neighbor that could of seen her was the one directly in front of her driveway, and he was on vacation. As she jumped into the truck her breast bounced up so high that half of them did come out, nipples and all. "Hello Miss Ramos" two voices said in unison from the backseat. She was startled again as her hands quickly went up to her chest adjusting herself and then looked back sheepishly. "Hi boys!" she said feeling a little awkward, but the wine also made her brave, "And who the hell are you two?" "He's my brother Mike and that's his friend Victor" John said finally catching up and getting into the truck. "I tried to tell you but you were so fast, what's going on?" John asked looking at her a little confused. "Oh everything is Okay, I'll tell you later, what's going on here?" she said looking at the back seat. "Sorry, this was not in the plans. Nobody was at house to drop them off, Victor lives just a few blocks down the road." So that's how he knew where I lived, Christi thought to herself, he hadn't asked for directions. He must of seen me in the front yard or something. "Hey Miss Ramos you might be our teacher next year." Mike said leaning forward wanting to get a better look at Christi. "Victor and I will both be going to Madison next year." Mike and Victor gave each other a sly look. "Mike get back and buckle up" John said a little sternly, he knew what Mike was trying to do. In fact he wasn't even hiding it, staring blatantly at Miss Ramos's breast. At least he should have the decency to be a little coy like he was, oh no but not his little brother he wasn't shy at all. Christi noticed it too. Mike was much more forward then John ever was at his age, she wondered what he'd be like when he got older. She hadn't even noticed it at first but her chest was still heaving up and down from her little run and half her tits were showing. They were like hypnotic orbs for the boys. Then Victor did it too, only he was right behind her so he had to lean over her left shoulder and looked right down at her huge cleavage. "Yeah Miss Ramos, I really hope I have you for my teacher." Victor said excitingly. Then she noticed it... she felt an excitement in her body, she took some deep breaths and her breast heaved up and down even more giving Victor a better look. It almost seemed uncontrollable, she felt like she wanted to please these boys. She wanted to give them some ideas for writing her a letter, maybe she'd act them out with them... what is going on with me she thought. It must be the wine... it's probably just the wine, yeah that's what it was... just the wine, she'd never mess around with these two. To be continued….
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It’s 6:00 PM in the evening and I’m putting notes in the computer on our dealership database. It has been a pretty slow day and I am bored. I get up to stretch and go outside to light up. As I put my lighter in my pocket, I notice an old friend I used to work with pull up. She parks and walks over to me smiling. “Hey, how are you?” Nicole asks as she walks towards me. “Hello, pretty lady. Long time, no see. What brings you to see me?” I asked. Nicole advanced close to me and threw her arms around me. We always talked at Sagebrush, but never were hugging friends. “Wow, are you happy to see me or what? Good to see you to!” “I need a car,” she said. “I figured you would know how to take care of me,” she said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. I just stared at her. She looked great in her spaghetti strap top, scarf, and miniskirt. I could see my reflection in her sunglasses. I wondered what she was thinking and where she was looking. Her legs were shaven and shiny and she had on a pair of keds that showed obviously sweat lines across the toes. “You think you can help me?” “I certainly hope so. You look great by the way. Always have.” With that I finished my cigarette and flicked the butt as I opened the door for her. “Don’t litter!” she snarled and walked over and bent over to pick up the butt. She always big on Mother Earth and Earth Day and all that. As she bent over, her short skirt crept up her thighs and I swear I almost saw a money shot. As she stood up, the skirt stayed down a little bit and I could see the string sides of her yellow thong up on the edges of her hips. God she looked spectacular. She turned around to catch me looking. She smiled as she said, “Do you like what you see?” “Always have, baby. Always have. You know when I first started working with you at the restaurant, I videoed your pretty little feet in flip flops as we sat talking that first Sunday morning. I watch it every now and then and check out your pics on face book. That is a great shot of you showing off the tat on your side of the Lupus ribbon. I just wish you would drop the shirt you are holding and show us the rest of you.” “Yeah, I bet you do. So you are still into feet?” She walked around the charger sitting on display in the showroom. “But of course. The female foot is beautiful. And it is like I always have said, if a girl takes care of her feet and hands, she takes care of the rest of it,” I replied. I grabbed her hand and massaged it in mine. “Well, I’ve seen your feet and your hands surely are smooth!” She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. She sat in the car and her skirt slid up dangerously close to her yellow lingerie. “So why do you like sweaty feet? I know you used to always rub Tara’s feet and buy socks from silly girls at work at the end of their waitressing shifts. Their feet had to stink and the socks had to be wet with sweat. If a girls feet stink, what makes that sexy?” I just smiled. I squatted beside her and showed her a couple features on the car console. I pulled my hand back from the dash and let it rest on her lap. She laid her hand on mine. “It’s kind of a play on words. I am not into the whole Supermodel look. I like the country girl--the girl that is not afraid to get her hands dirty and have fun. I like natural body smells. I like a sweaty smell, it turns me on. Especially sweaty feet or socks. It is kind of hard to explain. I can’t explain it. It is just what I like. I like smelling armpits and kissing feet. What can I say? It is very erotic. You should try it sometime. Next time you are being intimate and are close to orgasm, let the guy suck on your toes and you will nut like you never thought possible.” “That all sounds a little weird, but a lot kinky. Maybe sometime I will take you up on that. But for today, I need a new ride. I finally finished school and got my RN degree. I need a better car. I can’t be driving to Raleigh every day in my old death trap.” “Oh my God, I bet you will look hot in a nurses outfit. I would love to smell your feet after an all night shift in your clogs with no socks on.” I realized I was getting hard just thinking about it. I stood up to walk towards my office to adjust and realized I was shining for her right at her face level as she was sitting in the car. Nicole patted it lightly and said, “Down boy. It’s not even time for a test drive, yet.” I quickly walked into my office and sat down, stunned at both the double meaning of what she was referring to as a test drive and the fact that she had just touched my penis. Nicole sat opposite me across the desk. As she sat down, she opened her legs a little bit and I saw a yellow smiley face staring at me. “My eyes are up here,” she cooed. “Not all of them,” I remarked. “I think someone just smiled at me.” She crossed her legs and said, “Let’s talk about a car and we will see who gets to smile at whom.” “So why did you put me off so much at the restaurant? You almost took me up on a foot rub once, but its like you quickly changed on me. I know you had some issues with your father and that bartending Bitch Paige and all, but I was always nice to you. I really do think you are a beautiful woman and would love to spoil you with a foot rub, among other things.” “I just had a lot going on then. You know the boyfriend I had then was being an asshole and my step dad was always critical of me and I was torn between a lot of things. While I will admit you stimulated my mind with your sexual humor, my fear of the unknown kept me from putting my feet in your lap. You are a good looking man for 30 something and I have rubbed one out before thinking about you, but I just never have been able to let myself go with you.” I didn’t have time to respond to that one as my manager came by the office just to see how things were going and asking if I was answering any questions she had. Nicole winked at me and said, “Oh he’s taking really good care of me.” “Oh, okay,” Sedrick said. “Let me know if there is anything I can do to help.” With that he walked outside to smoke. “You rubbed one out thinking about me?“ “What can I say? You had been really sweet to me that night and I was going to my car when I saw you through the window smelling Tara’s feet and shoes. I saw you take her socks off and buy them and I actually wished that was me sitting there in that booth with you on the floor in front of me,“ she replied. “Wow,” I replied. Nicole and I made a little small talk about what kind of ride she wanted. We finally landed on a small SUV but it had to be something that was sporty and kept her looking young. She didn’t mind sacrificing a little bit of gas mileage for more room and a sporty look. We walked around the lot so she could see what we had. We walked down the truck row and actually found one unlocked. Nicole climbed up in it and fell over in the seat. “Well, this is awkward,” she laughed. “Not from where I am standing,” I quickly remarked. She pulled her feet up behind her and pulled her legs apart as she laughed. I grabbed her ankles and jumped up on the side rail. “Yep, good position.” I got a whiff of her shoes as I climbed down. “Oh my god, your feet are stinky. Finally after all this time, I get to touch your shoes. That blue jean skirt stretched across that pretty little ass and smelly feet--damn you are making me all horny.” She flipped over and sat up. I was desperately trying to hide the boner in my pants. She just lay there a minute with her legs open. “Now it is smiling at you. And I have actually been trying to work up the courage to let you rub my feet. I wanted it to be special for you, so I have been wearing these keds for a week with no socks. I even wore them at work--I told Ron that I needed to buy some new shoes. And you know it has been hot outside. I even wore them to bed the last two nights and haven’t even showered. I wanted them to really stink for you.” She sat up and rubbed my member with the toe of her right foot. It was a good thing we were at the bottom of the parking lot because she lifted her left foot to my face. I could smell her sweaty little toes and kissed her ankle as I inhaled her sweaty shoes. “How can you stand that smell?“ She made a little face. “You look so hard already. You are not going to nut before you get my shoes off are you?” “I won’t nut till I get your sweaty, stinky, dirty toes in my mouth!” I replied. “Well, go get the keys to that Jeep on the front grass and maybe I will let you test drive.” I pulled my golf shirt out to cover the obvious and ran toward the building. I told Uba we were going on a test drive and would be back in a little bit. I walked back outside to the 2009 SRT Jeep Grand Cherokee with tinted windows, chrome package, Panoramic roof, spoiler effects, and rims. It was an awesome ride. I found Nicole standing at the back of the truck, one leg folded as she put her foot on the bumper. She had her finger in her shoe, talking on her cell phone. “Yes, mama, I think I have found a nice ride. And the salesman doesn’t look half bad either. Maybe I will take them both.” She pulled her index finger out of her shoe and placed it to my nose. God it stunk. I pulled it to my mouth and licked and sucked on it. Her eyes grew big and she put her arms around me and held me while she talked on the phone. She ran her hand down my back and rubbed my ass. I copied. She told her mom she might be home a little late tonight. She was trying to “complete the sale.” We both laughed and I walked around to unlock the drivers door. I opened the door for Nicole and she climbed in--literally climbed in. She jumped on the seat and jumped over it into the back. She stopped momentarily with her ass in my face, her thighs only inches from my face, “You drive. I want to get comfortable.” “Okay,” I said. “You look pretty comfortable to me.” I climbed in the drivers seat and buckled the belt. I cranked the Jeep and pulled off the grass as I smelled an incredible foot stench. I looked back and saw she had her legs pulled up in the seat and had taken off one shoe. To my surprise, she was trying to smell it, but only remarked how badly her feet stank. “I had to work last night. Bret sprayed my feet with the hose and said it would make them all smelly like you would like. Little did he know, he actually got me a little wet when he said that because I was wearing them for you.” “Goddamnit, Nicole, you are fucking hot! Give me that shoe and don’t take the other one off.” She handed me the shoe I stuck my face deep in it. I inhaled deeply and my cock rose sharply in my pants. I reached to adjust it and Nicole yelled at me because I had my eyes closed. “Stop! If I can’t take off my shoe, you can’t touch that! Watch this!” She pulled her leg up to her face and smelled it, her sweaty sole against her chin and her toes under her nose. Her skirt was now off and her panties were in a camel toe. She was wet and I could see it through her panties. She pinched her nose with her toes and licked the bottom of her foot. She winced at the smell and taste but still managed to still smile at me as she licked her sole. I had no idea Nicole could be this sexy, and I was going to take every opportunity I could to get at those nasty feet. “When do I get a chance to do that?” I asked. “Find a place to pull off and you can do this,” she replied as she pulled each toe into her mouth. I watched in the rear view mirror in disbelief. “You better be worth all this,” she said as she closed her eyes and stretched out her other leg now placing the other foot in my face, still encased a sweaty ked. “I haven’t taken these shoes off in 2 days. I have had them continuously for 3 days and two shifts at work.” I made a turn off the highway and came to a stop at the stop sign. I slipped the heel of the shoe off and was rewarded with a mixture of wet smelly shoe and sweaty foot. She had obviously had them on for a while, and her foot was clammy and wet. Her skin was wet and soft and pungent. “Holy fuck that is awesome!” I stated I stuck my nose between her shoe and bare heel and inhaled deeply. “I am in Heaven right now.” I continued to breathe as deeply as I could and drink in the intoxicating smell. “I am glad I can finally make you happy. And weird as it is watching you, it is strongly arousing.” She reached down and rubbed her her smiley face. I couldn’t stand it any longer. I jerked the shoe off and put her toes to my face. Her sweaty foot made my face wet with the clammy sweat from her foot and I was once again rewarded with a strong foot odor. Her foot was dirty from her shoe. She wiggled her toes and rubbed her foot in my face. I smelled and licked every inch of her soft little foot and toes and thought I would explode. “Your feet are so much more sexy than I ever imagined. Thank you for letting me have this moment.” I looked back in the rear view mirror to now find her in only panties and a sexy little yellow bra. She had one hand in her panties and the other on her breast. “You are making me so fucking horny. Find somewhere to park and you can join me back here.” I made a quick turn and sped down Colon road to a deserted brick yard, all the while enjoying the feast of a foot that was in my face. It’s a good thing we were in an SUV because I pulled deep into the property. I found a grove of trees that would block us being seen from the highway and backed the Jeep in. I jumped out of the front seat and joined Nicole in the back. I grabbed both her feet and planted them square on my face. She leaned in and freed me of my pants and removed my swollen member from my boxers. She lay back and watched me leak precum as I smelled and licked her beautiful soles. Up under her sweaty toes really stank so that is where I kept my nose, inhaling deeply. She pulled her feet from my face and stroked my cock with her arches. “Can I watch you masturbate while you play with my feet?” “I thought you would never ask. Your feet taste so good.” She jumped up and straddled my lap and planted a deep French kiss on my lips. I wrapped my hands around her cute little body and kissed on her chest and shoulders. I unsnapped her bra and pulled it over her head. Beads of sweat ran down her nipples as it was getting a little warm inside the Jeep. “Don’t ever make me regret this,” she said. “ I am sorry I was a bitch to you at Sagebrush. Paige just kept pushing me away from you even though I was interested in you. You have a beautiful cock and I want it inside of me. But I want to watch you first.” She rubbed her crotch on mine as she kissed her way down my neck and chest. She stopped at my belly and climbed back off and lay back against the door. I grabbed her legs and pulled her down in the seat. She slid across the leather and remarked that it was a good thing she was all sweaty or that would have hurt. I bent her legs slightly and put her feet in my face as I played with her feet. She put her hand in her panties and played while shifting her eyes from my cock to watching me make oral love to her feet. In just a few minutes as I reached climax, I heard hear moaning. I opened my eyes to find her rubbing her pussy through her panties furiously and squirting out a load of cum into her panties. I came almost instantly at the sight and shot my load all over the seat and her size 7s. I dove my face deep into her crotch and smelled her musty pussy juice. I licked her panties and traced the smiley face with my tongue. She was really turned on and had soaked the tiny thong she was wearing. “Goddamn, hurry up and fuck me already!” she yelled. Had I heard right? Had my dreams for wanting her finally come true? I leaned over her and kissed her face, neck and nose. She has always been so beautiful. I licked and kissed and pinched her little nipples ever so gently. Her breasts were small b’s but very shapely. I reached down and slid my hand inside her panties and my fingers inside her pussy. She gasped as my fingers entered her. I used my free hand to raise her arms and smell her pits. She resisted at first, but I held her wrists together and began to lick the sweat from her pits. “Stop it baby. That’s so nasty. I haven’t showered for three days!“ “I know girl, and your body smells are driving me crazy. Its especially great that you didn’t put on any deodorant. Just lay back and let me enjoy your body.” She resisted still so I sank my finger deep in her pussy to her Gspot and pulled it out and lifted it to her mouth. She turned her head as I spoke softly to her. “It’s your body baby. It’s not like you don’t play with it and lick your fingers.“ “I know, but it is different with you doing it. You were deep inside me. Please be patient with me,” she remarked. I smeared her pussy juice all over her face and licked it off. Then I sat up and I jerked her up in the air and pulled her towards me rolling her back on the seat so her head was on the seat and her ass was in my face. I slid her panties off her jewels and planted my face deep between her legs. She tasted and smelled delicious. I opened her legs wide and slid one foot under the front headrest and one under the entry handle on the ceiling. I ran my tongue delicately around her pussy edges and kissed her small patch of skin between the base of her pussy and her asshole. She protested at first. “No, don’t.” She pulled her feet down and put her legs over my shoulders. I kissed her knees. “Trust me. It will feel good. You have trusted me this far. Do you really think I would steer you wrong? Has anybody every made you feel this good? “No.” “Well, then lose the inhibitions and let me make you feel as good as you have made me feel.” I put her feet back where they belonged and went back to work. As I began to smell and lick and kiss my way around her anus, she squirmed around in the seat. “Relax,” I said. Slowly, she released her discomfort and let me work her little pink hole over. As I started to slide my tongue into her, she tensed her hips. “I am scared I will fart on you.” I laughed. “That’s okay. I won’t stop. I am very freaky. The only thing you can’t do is crap on me.” We both laughed and that forced her to relax. She loosened her hips and she let out a little poot. The smell was intoxicating. She kept laughing and I buried my mouth against her anus and made love to her asshole. She got wetter and wetter as I licked. Finally I made my way back to her pussy. I licked softly around the edges as her body responded with more and more sticky moisture. “I have never been so aroused! If you don’t hurry up and fuck me, I am going to come in your mouth!” That was all the inspiration that I needed. I buried my tongue deep inside of her love canal. I hummed slightly as I explored every inch of her pussy. In just a couple of minutes, she came hard, squirting mouthfuls of sticky fluid into the air all into my mouth and face. I lapped up all that I could get, tracing trails of liquid from her clitoris down her innermost thighs, down her hips to her anus, and across the seat. She pushed my head back and said that she couldn’t take it anymore. I had to stop and catch my breath so I let her recuperate a few moments. Finally, she told me to lay back on the seat. She climbed on top of me, and penetrated her pussy with my thick throbbing member. She had one leg on the floor and the other across the back of the seat. She was riding me hard and fast, her little B cup titties bouncing ever so slightly. She got close to orgasm, so I picked her up and threw her back against the seat. She protested. “What the hell did you do that for? I was close to coming again!” “I wanted you to cum hard. That’s why. Do you think you are ready for this?” I asked. “Fuck me now, goddamit! Fuck me now!” I entered her pussy so fast, she jumped. “Oh my God, you are so deep!” I had thrown her legs up over my shoulders and positioned my pelvis over her stomach so I could push deep inside. The seat was just bouncy enough that I could push her up and down with my one foot in the seat and the other in the floor. I was fucking her hard and fast. “Oh God! Oh God! Oh Gaaahhhhhddd…..” Her voice trailed off and tears fell from her eyes. I stopped suddenly. She grabbed my hips with her nails and snarled at me. “You were crying, I thought I was hurting you.” “No, I am having the best orgasm of my life. Now get back to it---NOW!” I instantly resumed pumping in and out of her. Faster, faster and faster. “Please don’t stop--NO matter what!” I kept fucking her, hard and fast. Nicole’s body went limp as she appeared to have a seizure. Her pussy muscles squeezed my dick like no pussy ever had. She shook and shook as I started to come. She began cumming so hard, the seat became a gooey stick mess. Then I, dripping sweat from my face down to hers, started feeling my love juice squirting into her. Instantly she jumped up and threw me back on the seat, devouring my penis with her mouth. She moved up and down my shaft with such precision, such skill. She never gagged, never missed a beat. I came for what seemed like ever. As I finished, she slid her mouth off my cock and licked my balls clean, too. Finally she collapsed into the seat on top of me, her head laying right beside my penis. “My god, that was awesome! I could taste my strong pussy on your dick. I actually liked it. I never would do that for my ex boyfriend. Was it good for you?” she purred. “I don’t think I have ever came so hard. I was surprised you had enough strength to push me off. Did you have a seizure?” I asked. “No, I just had the best orgasm known to man. All this time I thought I loved my ex boyfriend so much because his dick was so big--almost 3 inches longer than you--but he has never made me cum like that. You fucked me so well!” She crawled up on top of me and kissed me deeply. I could still taste the sweet mixture of her pussy juice and my cum in her mouth. “Well, you know where to find me if you ever want more.” I laughed gently. “Oh you are going to be seeing a lot more of me, baby. Because I will be in your bed when you get home from work.” “Two problems with that baby. What about my sock buying fetish or your preacher father? You know I like getting my hands on different girls feet when I can. And your father would shit a brick!” “First of all,” she began, “I am your new girlfriend. I don’t care whose feet you play with, so long as you fuck me like that every day. Hell, for all I care, bring them home and smell their feet and suck on their toes, as long as you are fucking my brains out when you do it. As for my STEP-father, fuck what he thinks. You only live once and I am going to live life to its fullest. Wouldn’t you like me to take care of you every day? My pussy will belong to you and you can smell my feet every day when I get home from work. I never understood you before, but if my stinky feet turn you on like that, I will do my best to make them sweaty all the time. And I think I may stop wearing deodorant since you like body smells so much. Just promise me I can get that dick every night!” She looked at me and smiled. “Wow, I don’t know what to say.” I stated. “Maybe we can talk someone into a threesome,” she looked at me with an evil grin on her face. “I think I would really like that. I have been trying have a three way for years.” I replied. She reached into her pocket book and pulled out her cell phone. “Who you gonna call?” “Nobody,” she said. “At least not yet. I want to show you something. I want a picture first.” She had been stroking my dick while we spoke. I was rubbing her feet. She positioned her feet in my lap and took a picture. “That is going to be my new wallpaper,” she cooed. She pushed some butttons on her phone. She turned the phone towards me showing me pictures of her and our mutual friend, Yami, a Hispanic girl that had an awesome figure and DD cups. For her height, she was just a little overweight, and her breast were much too large, but she was a sexy ass bitch with cute little size five feet and an awesome ass. The two girls were in various stages of undress and sexual intercourse. There were even pictures of Nicole kissing Yami’s toes. “No way!” I shouted as I sat up on the seat and grabbed the phone. “I heard you had a lesbian experience, but I did not know you had gone all bi-sexual on me! Damn that girl has some big tittes!” I flipped through the pictures. “That’s what I like most about her. At least we won’t be in each other’s way when we fuck her. You can have her feet--which stink way worse than mine by the way--and I can have her tits. You know she never wears socks!” My cock was growing again. “Can I suck you off this time? My pussy is too sore for anymore today.” “Go for it, baby. But only if we can 69. I will kiss and lick you to make you feel better.” She got that evil grin on her face again and quickly turned away from me as I slipped down in the seat. Before she laid on top of me, she sat her pretty little ass square on my face and farted on me again. She knew that would make me hard as a rock and instantly swallowed my manhood. I could smell her stinky little feet beside my head as I sucked on her clitoris, their dampness touching the sides of my face as their still strong odor tickled my nose. After just a few short minutes, she got me to come again and once again swallowed every drop. Just as I came for her, she oozed a stream of sticky goo into my mouth. We collapsed onto the seat, both sweating profusely. “Yep, you are moving in with me.” “You seem to have your mind made up. Is it okay if Yami comes, too? She has been fighting with her mom and dad for a while and wants to move out on her on. With all three of us working, it should not be hard to pay the rent. We can give her a few months to save up some money and get her own place.” She was still squatted over me, her tight little asshole square in my face as she lay there. “It looks like the three of us are going to have a lot of fun together. She doesn’t have to worry about ever moving out. She can even date who she wants to as long as she pays her rent to us in sex and feet--weekly. Only one question--what will Paige say when we all come into the bar to have drinks together?” Nicole laughed hysterically. “She can watch us kiss and fool around sitting at her bar and just get sick if she wants to. As good as you just made me feel, I will suck you off in front of my step-father and not give a damn what he thinks. He can kiss my ass!” “Actually, that is my job.“ I flicked my tongue across her asshole and tried to get inside it, but she squeezed her hips and pinched my nose. I laughed until I heard a knocking on the window. “Everything okay in there?” I recognized the voice. It was Charles from the dealership. He was laughing. “Guess the test drive went pretty well.” It is a good thing the windows were heavily tinted. We laughed. “Just a sec, Charles.” I jumped out and tucked my shirt in. “Damn, it smells like sex in there!” Charles exclaimed. He teased me a little bit as he remarked about the flash he got of Nicole dressing in the seat as I closed the door. “It ought to. He just fucked my damn brains out!” Nicole cooed as she climbed out the back door. “You sure you weren’t born black, cause that’s the biggest dick I’ve ever seen!” Charles laughed and said that Sedrick had sent him out to check on us. It was 8:30 and the dealership was closed. Charles grabbed his phone and told Sedrick that we had taken the car to the customers house to show her father and had stopped to grab a soda on the way back. He caught up to us at the convenience store and we were fixing to be on our way back. Sedrick said he would see us in the morning and to take the keys home with me. He told Charles he was leaving for the night. “I got your back, Jameson, but you may want to leave the windows down on this thing tonight. It smells like pure ass in there.” Charles laughed and gave me five. “Way to score Jameson!” Nicole handed me her tiny yellow panties before going around the Jeep to get in the passengers seat. Charles just looked in amazement. “I guess we will see you tomorrow, Charles. Have a good night, and thank you.” Charles lit up and left and I climbed behind the steering wheel. “So what do you think of the Jeep?” I asked Nicole. ‘ “I think I will take it. The test drive went really well. As a matter of fact, I think I will take this and whatever car you want. You can take care of my pussy and I will take care of you. After all, I am a nurse now, and I need something to spend my money on. And when I come home from a hard night at work, you will lick my tired smelly feet and my juicy pussy every night to take all the stress out of me. Deal?” “Deal! Let’s go home and break the news to my landlord,” I said. “Boy is he gonna be surprised. But your pussy is so sweet. Understand that you are my new girlfriend. Yami is your girlfriend and not my main goal. I have always liked you and wanted you. Yami will be just a fringe benefit for me. Thank you for letting me play with her sexy little size five feet. I have only seen them a couple of times when she teased me by letting me feel how soft they are. I love you, Nicole.” “I couldn’t have said it better myself,” she replied. She kissed me hard. “It looks like you are stuck with me for a long time to come. Although I do have one confession. I really love porn. Will you have a problem with me keeping my porn collection and surfing the net checking for new material?” “Not at all, darling. As long as the same rule applies for me.” “One more little thing. Please don’t get mad at me,” she remarked. She turned from me in the seat and looked out the window. I cranked the truck and let down the windows to let the cool breeze in. “After the fun we just had, nothing you could ever say could upset me, baby. Do you mind if I smoke? You just got me off three times in less than an hour and I need my cigarette. What is your concern?” I reached over and turned her face towards me. Nothing she could say would make me love her any less. She had just given me two perfect gifts--her young stinky feet, and her tight little body to fuck at will. She nodded and began, with a tear falling down her cheek. “I find my self looking at preteen and teen risqué photos sometimes--boys and girls, but mainly young girls. Something about their youthful beauty and innocence just drives me crazy. Is that too weird? I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. You think I am a freak don’t you? I’m sorry.” She turned away again. “I don’t blame you if you hate me now.” She turned away from me in the seat, pulling her legs up in the seat under her so her soles were close to me as she leaned on the door. I pulled to the side of the road and unbuckled my belt and leaned over the console to smelled those pretty feet again. She turned around again amazed I still wanted her. God her feet stunk. And I loved every minute of it. I pulled her around and started in on her feet again. They were so soft and cute. I loved the sweaty smell they had the way they tasted. I got hard again so I positioned her in her seat so her clammy soles were rubbing up and down my still slippery member. “Tell you what,” I said, “if you don’t mind me looking at my tween aged “art” photos of girls, I won’t mind what you look at. Maybe we can role play. You can be my little daughter, and I will be your baby brother. We will see who can nut the hardest!” She smiled largely and kissed me deeply. “Maybe we can put a diaper on Yami and she can be our little girl and we can do her together. That sound like fun?” “Let’s get home. I want to fuck you again before I go to sleep. This is going to be the beginning of a beautiful relationship,” I said. “No, let’s go to Sagebrush. Paige is bartending tonight and I want to see the look on her face when we walk in together.” Nicole looked at me again with that evil look as I punched the gas. When we got there, I told Nicole to jump on my back for a piggy back ride. Her legs were so soft and smooth and I knew it would be hard to keep my hands off of them as we sat together. As I carried her in the door, we were surprised to meet Paige at the hostess stand. Her mouth dropped open and she just stood and stared. I put Nicole down and Ron walked up to greet us with a puzzled look on his face and give Nicole a big hug. Paige sighed loudly and walked back into the bar. Nicole and I looked at each other and just laughed.
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I answer your posting on Craig’s list and arrange to meet you at your hotel room. You know it’s me through the peep hole when I knock because of the hat I told you I’d be wearing. As we prearranged, you open the door just a crack and go lay down on the bed in the dark, naked. I come in and quickly strip and leave my clothes by the door (I wont be needing THEM for a while). I move to join you on the bed with my feet at the head so we are in a 69 position and stuff your dick in my mouth. You groan as I lick and suck just the head to show your appreciation. I then pull your dick out of my mouth and lick the entire shaft and cleanly shave balls as you reach over and start to fondle my already hard dick. After giving your balls a nice tongue bath I lick my way back up your shaft and take you back in my mouth. As I start to lick around the head and suck on the head again, you take the head of my cock into mouth and start to do the same. After about 30 seconds of this, I start to slide more of your dick in to the back of my throat and then back up to the head again keeping a lot of suction on your big hard dick. As I start back down again I slide one hand to your balls and start to lightly rub and pull on them, the other hand I move around to your ass. As you reach the back of my mouth, I pull on your ass to force you down my throat till my nose is against your balls and hold you there as long as I can enjoying the fullness in my throat. When I run out of breath I come back up and work as much of your dick in and out of my mouth as I can and still breath having completely forgotten what your doing to my dick till you deep throat me as you slip your finger up my ass reminding me what is to come later. I suck all the way off your dick just long enough to open up and shove you down my throat again. I start a rhythm of going from just the head to deep throatting you as you start to fuck my face and me yours because we are both close to cumming now. I know your are close, so I start working the head and first few inches with my mouth and the rest with my hand. I feel your dick expand and know that I am about to get what I want. Then I feel a second finger in my ass and it pushes me over the edge and my dick starts to expand in your mouth. WOW I think and we both cum at the same time. Your load is big but I swallow enough so I can catch the rest with out losing any. As you stop filling me, I pull you out so I can savor and swallow what you gave me…ummmm, does it taste good. Then I go back for more, lapping up whatever else I can find on your dick, as you start to soften I squeeze the tube on the bottom of your dick to get the rest so I don’t miss a drop of your wonderful cream and feel you doing the same to mine. We roll apart and I finally feel your fingers slide out of my ass and leave me feeling empty. Oh, I can’t have that and quickly move back to sucking your dick to get you hard again so you can fuck my ass as soon as I can get you back up. I suck hard on your over sensitive dick and you start to moan and say it’s to soon (the first words spoken since you opened the door). I ignore you and continue on my mission. Within moments I feel new life coming back into your dick and smile as I think it wont be long now and I’ll have what I really want…your big hard dick in my tight ass! I continue till your hard as steel and give you one more deep throat to get you good and wet. I quickly move into position over you reach down and line you up. You buck up as you feel my tight little hole make it’s first contact but it is no use as I lift up…this is going to at least start at my pace. Once you calm back down I lower myself to we are line up and touching once more. I push out and lower myself as I feel your head trying to gain entry and push down a little more. I can feel your head stretching me and start to work just the head in my sphincter. It hurts a little but it feels good at the same time so I start to work more of you in me. Your stretching me and it feels fine, I can’t believe I’ve waited so long to do this again. I get lost in how good it is till I feel your short and curls scathing my hole and then your hips against my ass and realize I’ve got all of you in me. I sit for a minute adjusting to your size then start to raise and lower my self slowly just a few inches then more and more till I’m riding all the way up and down your hole length. This feels great so I start to quicken the pace even thou my legs are starting to cramp. I ride you as long as I can and tell you we need to switch positions because of my legs cramping. As I move off of you, you push me over onto my back. Before I can even realize, you are on top of me with my ankles on your shoulders and slide your big dick back into me. It goes in much easier now that I’m opened up. You give me a couple long easy strokes to make sure I’m ready and then start to pick your speed. Soon you are fucking me hard and fast, pounding me to the bed, nearly knocking the wind out of me and I can do nothing but moan it feels so good. Your giving it to me good and hard and I start to squeeze with my anal muscles as your glide back and forth across my prostrate driving my wild. All to soon I get the feeling that I’m going to cum again with out being touched and I know from experience that I will clamp down on you and make you cum at the same time (but that is my favorite part). This is going to be sooooo goooood!!!! And here it comes, I start to orgasm in my ass first, rhythmically squeezing with no more control over what my body is doing. You can’t hold out any longer and I feel you start to expand once again. I grab your ass and hold you in me all the way. Then bam, my dick explodes all over both of us as yours explodes in my ass. You through your head back and groan in orgasmic bliss. I would to but I’m pinned beneath you so I squeeze my eyes shut and just enjoy the feelings of cumming and your cum filling my ass to over flowing. Your dick shrinks and slides out of my ass so you get off of me. I lean over and kiss your dick and lick it clean, I even lick up what was forced out and back over your balls from my once tight ass that now feels hollow and empty but satisfied. You groan not again so I lay back and we both take a short nap. You wake up to me sucking your once again hard dick. I keep sucking like I did the first time till you are starting to get close. Once you are close to cumming again I get up and offer you my ass again…this time doggy style. I know you wont refuse, you are to close to cumming and need the release. As you move up behind, I spread my legs and lower myself for easier access. I’m still wet from earlier so you slide right in with no problem. Once you are all the way in I tighten up. You adjust to the pressure and start fucking me again. I know I got you close before we started fucking again but still you last longer than I expected because you’ve already cum twice but that is fine with me. You feel so good fucking my ass, I’d like to keep you in me all night. After several position changes and a break between each change for me to suck your wonderful dick a little more, we end up with you back on top pounding be through the bed springs again. I urge you on with my hands on your ass and telling you “yeah… come on …fuck me … harder… harder…faster…yeah… come on… fuck me”. You rise to the challenge and fuck me harder, faster and deeper. Just the way I wanted it. Finally, you through your head back once more, but this time you bellow your delight as you empty your self in my willing ass once more. This sets me off and I bellow with you as I cum to. Completely exhausted you roll off and we both lay there trying to catch our breath. When I here your breathing deepen, I slip out of bed and take a quick shower to wash off all the come and sweat. When you wake in the morning you are alone but find a note on the bedside table. You pick it up and read “You have my email address. Send me a quick message if you want me to come back tonight. Also send me a message and let me know if you are ever back in the Missoula area and want to get together again. Just in case you forgot or lost it my email is _______________”.
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Nicole and I went over to hostess stand and looked at who was working. Yami was in the G’s. Nicole let out a little squeal. “Yeah, my girlie is working.” She grabbed my hand and headed over to Yami’s section. Her fellow coworkers just stared as we walked across the front of the restaurant and over to the G section. Yami was taking an order as we walked past. I stopped and stood to let Nicole slide in the bench first. Instead, she grabbed Yami and gave her a big hug and a kiss on the lips. The young couple she was talking to just looked and smiled. The female laughed a little. “I’ve got some exciting news for you!” Then she walked over and sat down across from me. To tease me, she kicked off her shoes again and put her feet in my lap. I was going to love this long legged beauty for a long time to come. “Well, it looks like we have everybody talking,” I remarked to her as I motioned all the servers standing around talking and looking our way. Paige was actually heading our way. “Oh my god, here comes the bitch!” I continued. Nicole glared at me. “Now just because you don’t like her doesn’t mean she is a bitch to everybody. She has just really been through a lot in life and for whatever reason does not like you. I won’t have the name calling!” “Well, okay then. For you. But don’t expect me to be nice to her after all she has done to me,” I replied. Paige walked right up to the table and glared at Nicole. “Nicole, you and I need to talk. Can we go outside a minute?” “Nope, we can talk right here. Anything you have to say to me you can say in front of my new boyfriend!” Paige gritted her teeth. I just smiled and rubbed my new found sweet little feet. I wondered if Paige could smell them. “Nicole, you know better than this. He is nothing but an evil person and has done some terrible things! Your father would be mortified at this!” Nicole had finally had enough. She stood up bare footed, right there in the middle of the dining room and stood face to face with Paige. Her footsteps left little sweaty footprints on the wooden floor “Paige, listen closely cause I am only going to say this once. Kevin is a wonderful person, an intelligent, good looking man, and one hell of a lover in the bedroom! Well, at least in a Jeep!” Her remarks made me snicker. “If you don’t accept me with him, then you don’t accept me! As far as my stepfather or my parents, or even my family, that is none of your business. I am an adult, a registered nurse, and able to make my own decisions about who I want to be friends with or fuck! And for what Kevin just did to my body, he will be fucking me for a long time to come!” Nicole stepped back to the table and leaned in and kissed me deeply. “Well, I never!” Paige started to cry and ran to the back. “Okay,” Nicole said, “Now you can call her a bitch! Because the way she just acted, she is judging you without knowing you and trying to tell me how to live. I won’t have that.” Nicole slid in the seat beside me pulling her legs up under her with her feet against my leg. She leaned in to kiss me just as Yami walked up. “Hey, where’s mine?” Nicole laughed and turned to Yami. “Sit down over there,” she told Yami. Nicole switched sides of the booth and threw her arms around Yami and French kissed her deeply as I watched in disbelief. “How was that?” “Your face tastes all sweaty, girl. What the hell? You and Kevin hanging out now?” Nicole laughed and began to tell her the story. Yami’s only other table stood up to leave and told her goodbye and told her the check was on the table. She thanked them and continued to listen. “Before I go on, Yami, I need you to do something for me. Slip your shoes off and put them in Kevin’s lap. It will drive him crazy!” Yami protested, but Nicole told her about the awesome fuck session we had and about our new living arrangements. Yami just turned and looked at me in disbelief. “Yes, I smell your shoes--or is that really your feet, girl? Is this true, Kevin. She really wore her shoes for three days without taking them off and you enjoyed the way her feet smelled?” “And how! I licked and sucked and smelled every inch of her feet. Holy shit it was awesome!” I quickly replied. “Well, I have a little confession to make, Kevin. Nicole told me what she was planning, but I have been so busy with here and the salon that I couldn’t talk to her much. When she told me she was going to even go to bed with her shoes on, I thought she was crazy at first, but the first night I thought about it, I thought about how she told me she saw you smelling Tara’s feet one night and got so aroused I felt myself getting wet. So,” she turned to Nicole, “I didn’t take my shoes off that night, or since. I did wash up with a washcloth, cause I can’t stand to be sweaty, but I wanted to keep my shoes on. I am a big girl, you know. But I haven’t taken my shoes off all week! Are you ready?” I just sat quietly in disbelief. All of a sudden, Nicole interjected. “Wait, baby.“ She slid down in the floor under the table and with me watching, slid Yami’s shoes off and handed them to me. She kissed the toes of each of Yami’s feet and smelled them. Yami slid down in the bench and positioned herself so she could reach my bench with her feeet between my legs. She was much shorter than Nicole and I at only five foot. Next thing I knew, her blue toenails were in between my legs against the bench, her toes rubbing against my balls. It’s a good thing nobody else was sitting around us because they did stink. I was instantly hard again as I smelled the sweet stench invading my nostrils. I didn’t even care who was watching. I pulled each shoe to my nose and inhaled deeply. Yami began rubbing my member with her toes. “Well, I can see you do like it! Oh my god, that is so gross. I can smell them from here! But we are going to have to save the rest of this for tonight when I get off. Here comes Ron.” She sat back up in the bench and I took one more quick whiff and hander her the shoes across the table. I watched her slide her little size 5s back into her shoes as he walked up. “Yami, why are you sittting down? You know how I feel about that!” Yami stammered that she had to fix her shoes and that she didn’t have any other tables. Nicole came back beside me and Yami got up. “Now, Nicole, why is Paige in the back crying telling me that you told her off?” “Because she came over here telling me that I didn’t need to be with Kevin and that my parents would not approve. I told her to mind her own business. If that made her cry, that is her problem. People judge Kevin before they know who he really is. He is my new man and I’m sorry she doesn’t approve. I didn‘t swear at her or tell her off. She just cannot accept that I am with Kevin and that is her problem.” Yami mentioned that she heard the whole conversation and that Paige was overreacting. Ron sat down with us and just shook his head. “So this is what you want? I know you asked my opinion of Kevin the other day but I thought you were just making small talk. I had no idea you were thinking of dating.” “Oh, we are not just dating, we are moving in together. I shouldn’t have waited so damn long to let him rock my world. And Yami is coming with us. I think my life is really fixing to take a change for the better.” She turned and kissed me and I put my arm around her. Yami had gone to get us drinks and put a soda in front of Nicole and a Margarita down in front of me. I could only hope that it was not Paige that had made it. “Wow, okay then. As long as you are happy. Kevin, it looks like things are looking up for you. Just don’t ever hurt her or you will have me to deal with.” “The only place he is going to be hurting me is spanking me in the bedroom. Or shoving that big cock deep inside of me!” Nicole squealed in delight. “Wow!” Ron said again, and just smiled and threw his hands up. “Eat whatever you want tonight. I am buying your celebration dinner.” He bumped fists with me and walked off. “Everything okay?” Yami asked. “Yep, never better,” I said. “Thank you for that foreplay. Your feet are almost as awesome as Nicole’s. I can’t wait to get them in my mouth. They really do stink. You don’t have any other tables right now, do you? Let me see your shoe again. So do you want to move in with us?” She handed me a shoe and I smelled and licked as much as I could of it. Nicole made Yami give her the other one. We left her standing barefoot on the floor, her feet making little wet spots on the wooded floor. Yami began, “I need a new place to stay. My folks have made that clear recently. And with three of us working, we should be able to pay the rent okay. How many bedrooms do you have? Where are we going to put all our stuff? And where will we all sleep? And…” Nicole interrupted. “Easy girl. You are sleeping with me. And if Kevin eats your pussy like he just ate mine, you are going to want to sleep with him. I have a king size bed I am bringing so we will have plenty of room. I am going to be snuggled up to Kevin all night, and you will be snuggled up to me, so it will be fine. You don’t have to worry about rent--just promise us sex and feet whenever we want it. The way I see it, I can fuck you, you can fuck me, and Kevin can fuck us both. We will be on different schedules, but we can try and plan our schedules together to have at least one day a week off together and we can all be together at night. We can figure it all out. Just call me when you get off and we will all sit down and talk. Right now, I want to get to Kevin’s house so we can break in his bed right!” Yami smiled a smile that not even death could take off and wrote down our order. “Okay then!” Yami said as she put her pad in her pocket. “Here, I’ll give you something to get you started.” Yami reached in her pocket and pulled out a red thong. “I’ve had these on since yesterday. I didn’t have time to wash this morning and it is hot as hell today, so you and Kevin should have fun with these.” We handed her back her shoes and Nicole instantly smelled them as she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. When she opened her eyes, she noticed Paige was looking straight us from back behind the bar. Her eyes were puffy and the look on her face was anger. “Give me the address and I’ll just follow my GPS to my new house!” I could not believe both girls boldness. Nicole and I shared kisses as we ate, and licked my fingers off several times, causing erection after erection. She handed me the thong which I waited to smell and lick when Yami came back to the table with our boxes for what we couldn’t finish. I took the thong and found the spot where her asshole had rubbed against the string. It tasted a little shitty, but wonderful. Yami stood with her finger in her mouth as she watched me. She squeezed her legs together and told me to stop as I was making her horny. She handed us a bag with a new can of whipped topping and told us to use it wisely. We finished packing the leftovers and I wrote the address down for Yami and hugged her goodbye. “No way, you’re not getting off that easy,” Yami said. With that, she planted a kiss deeply on my lips. “Don’t be asleep when I get there. We have a lot of catching up to do.” Then she turned to Nicole. I saw Paige standing with her mouth open as she watched us. “You be done with that dick when I get there. It’s mine the rest of the night! It‘s been 3 weeks since Chris and I broke up and I need to get fucked raw!” She frenched Nicole in front of the remaining customers in the dining room. Nicole was a little embarrassed this time. I guess she had calmed down. “I thought you did not want everybody to know we were hooking up, Yami,” Nicole stammered. “If he makes me feel half as good as you say he made you, and I get to live with both of you, I don’t give a royal fuck what anybody thinks! Your smile speaks volumes. I can‘t wait to get to feel like that!” We all laughed and Nicole and I walked out. Ron was outside smoking and apologized for confronting us the way he did. He knew Paige and I did not get along when I used to work there and thought maybe it was my fault. I was putting Nicole in the truck as Paige came running out screaming at Nicole and swearing. “Fuck you Nicole! I told you this was wrong and you make a mockery of me by this display of affection in front of customers, much less kissing that little whore Yami! They are fucking losers and you know it!” She came running over to that side of the truck and slapped Nicole. Nicole started crying as I jumped in between her and Paige and Ron jumped in between the two of us. “Damn it, Paige, now you’ve done it. Get off the property right now and don’t ever come back. I’ll put your tips in the safe and we will mail you your check and tips next week on payday. You just messed up worse that you can ever know!” He shoved Paige back towards her car. I had never seen Ron so mad. I was holding Nicole as she tried to gather herself and we both watched as Paige marched back towards the building. “Take one step more towards that door, Bitch, and I will call the law to have you arrested for trespassing!” Ron shouted. “I’m going to get my things!” “The Hell you are! Get in your car and drive to the back door. Stay in your car and I will bring your shit out to you. Now go.” Paige got into her car and sped around the building. “Are you okay, Nicole?” Ron asked. “I’ll be okay. I have Kevin to take care of me. I’m sorry it had to come to this. It’s all my fault.” “No, I’ve been wanting to say that to her for a long time. When she touched my baby girl, she crossed the line and will never work here again as long as I am here.” He gave her a big hug and shook my hand. “Ya’ll have fun!” “Oh we will!” Nicole blurted out. “My pussy is already sore!” Ron just laughed and walked away shaking his head. We drove off into a setting sun, on our first trip home together.
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With big eyes Karen admired the luxurious and detailed décor of the hotel lobby. There was marble and gold and velvet seemingly everywhere. „Gosh, I love it here already”, the 25 year old beamed and squeezed Brian’s hand out of excitement. “Glad you like it”, Brian calmly responded, smirked at Karen and gave her a quick kiss on her forehead as they walked towards the reception desk. A servant was assisting them with their luggage. Brian was only 27 yet he was quite successful at the London based law firm he was working for. For this trip to Manila he had spared no expenses, made possible by his recent promotion. The couple had been meaning to get away together for some time now and so Brian spontaneously treated them both to this pre-marital trip. Almost twelve months ago the Australian had met Karen when she was still a waitress at a bar near his office. Quickly after he started dating her, Brian had made Karen his girlfriend. It simply clicked between them, emotionally and sexually. To Brian, Karen was the perfect girl. She was clever but still impressable. She looked stunning with long legs, big breasts and a pretty face; a girl to show off; yet she was not plastic and had an interesting character. She was naughty in bed but also a caring girlfriend Brian could present to his parents. It wasn’t a hard decision to make her his fiancée after only 6 months. “We’d like to check in, please” Brian smiled at the Filipina behind the desk and proudly put his arm around Karen’s waist. The check-in took a little longer than anticipated but eventually the couple could move up to the 6th floor and into their room. Even more impressed than by the air conditioned lobby, Karen inspected the spacious suite that offered a cosy bedroom with a queen-size bed, a living room with a sofa and huge flat screen TV, a luxurious bathroom with a shower and bathtub and a balcony from where Karen marvelled at the night lights of the city. “I love it so much!” she cried happily and bit her lower lip before giving Brian a juicy kiss. “I love you so much!” “I love you, too, baby” Brian smirked, put his arms around Karen and kissed her another time while holding her tightly before letting go off her again. “We’re going to have a great time” “Yes, we will.” Karen grinned and looked at Brian with bedroom eyes. They both were thinking about having sex right on the spot before even unpacking but they also were exhausted from the long flight and in need of a decent dinner. Instead of jumping into bed, they both quickly changed clothes and let a woman from the hotel staff recommend them a good restaurant in the area. After the meal, the couple felt a lot better and took a walk through the quarter around the hotel to get to know the area a little bit. They felt a lot better and active by the time they got back to their room about 11 at night. Unexpectedly, they heard a familiar voice as they stepped out of the elevator. “Hey! It’s you! Oh my god!” a gorgeous blonde waved at them from a little farther down the hall; standing in front of a door about three rooms away and on the opposite side from their own suite. “Oh, hey!” Karen immediately called out when she recognized the girl and Brian laughed “What a surprise!” Alerted by the enthusiastic exchange of words in the hall, a man stepped outside the room the blonde was standing in front of. Brian and Karen walked towards them to spark a conversation. They had met the other couple at Heathrow when trying to figure out information about the delay of their flight. The blonde, who was around Karen’s age, possibly a little younger even, and her about 30-year old boyfriend had been travelling from San Francisco and then stayed in London for two days before taking the same flight to Manila as Karen and Brian. They had spoken for some time while waiting for the plane but not realized that they had been heading to the same hotel. Anna was a joyful and sexy college student with rich parents. She was wearing a white dress and looked simply stunning in it. A pearl necklace elegantly drew some attention to her cleavage which wasn’t that ample yet quite revealing. The man she was travelling with and calling her boyfriend was a journalist at a San Franciscan newspaper. They had met when Anna was doing an internship with his editorial team. His name was Paul. He was an athletic type with clean-shaved, manly face and casual style of dressing suitable for the heat of Manila with short cargo pants and a navy blue T-shirt. The two couples exchanged some nice words in the hallway about their further plans for their stay. Since they had already chatted about the same topics half a day ago, their conversation didn’t last that long but was still pleasant. “We should definitely get together for dinner or something, you guys” Paul said invitingly, put his arm around Anna and gently caressed her hip. He and Anna were now about to head out. “Oh, yes. Let’s arrange something for tomorrow, okay?” Brian replied and Karen smiled brightly. The girls hugged goodbye and Brian gave Paul a firm handshake before they walked to the elevator. As Brian whipped out the key card to their room, Karen waved to the other couple that was disappearing behind the closing elevator door and whispered through her bright white smile: “She’s quite a hottie, don’t you think?” … “Hey, Paul” Brian said and friendly grabbed Paul’s right shoulder from behind while walking around the booth in the hotel bar he was occupying, before extending his hand for a handshake. Paul’s lips were glued to a glass of whiskey and Brian could hear that it wasn’t Paul’s first when he greeted with a loud “Hey!” after putting down the glass to the table. They shook hands and Paul invited Brian to sit down which he did. “What have you been up to today?” Paul asked and Brian went through how he and Karen had been visiting some sights in the city and made use of the hotel’s spa. “And how about you?” Brian inquired while signalling the waitress that he didn’t need a drink when she approached. “To be honest, Anna and I have spent half of the day in our room” Paul suggestively grinned and Brian mirrored his facial expression. “Lucky you” he smirked. “Lucky me” Paul nodded “I mean, it’s a nice city but I’ve been here five times already and Anna is happy with just taking some Instagram pictures and doesn’t really need the whole tour. So, I guess you could say it’s not rocket science what my plans for the week are…” he continuously grinned with a quick wink and finally added “I’m sure you can relate. Any plans for tonight?” “Yes” Brian said “we are about to leave to check out some clubs and bars, enjoy the nightlife. In fact, there’s Karen” Brian raised his head to make eye contact with his fiancée who was gazing through the room to find him. When she saw Brian, he waved her over and Karen approached the two with a big smile. Paul turned around and made big eyes when he saw Karen. His eyes lingered on her and he could barely prevent his mouth from falling open. Karen looked quite different from how she looked the night before. The 25 year old had straightened her brunette hair and highlighted her eyes with black mascara which was an intriguing look. She was wearing a skin tight, pink dress that ended way north of her knees. It was apparent that her soft pillow tits were squeezed into a push-up bra that was at least one size too small which made the boobs seem even bigger than they already were and almost pop out of the cleavage. The dress clung so tightly to her curves that the outlines of a black thong were visible underneath the pink fabric. On her feet, the young Brit was wearing plateau pumps that increased her height from 1.70 to almost 1.80. Paul turned back to Brian with slight disbelief in his glance. Brian replied with a confident smirk and got up from his seat. When Karen reached them, she waved a quick hello at Paul and then clung herself to her fiancé. Brian put his arm around Karen and gently let his hand drive from her hip over her butt. “Well, we’re heading out” Brian announced and Paul raised his glass with a nod. “Have fun you two” he said and eagerly watched how Karen’s round ass swayed from side to side as she walked away in Brian’s arm. “How do I look?” Karen grinned at Brian. They passed through the hotel lobby and Karen’s heels audibly clicked on the ground, dragging even more attention to her than the pink dress did already. “Like a cheap whore” Brian laughed with low voice and quickly kissed Karen’s neck. She smelled fresh and fruity. “Oh, that’s so nice. That’s the look I was going for” Karen laughed back and they grabbed a cab to dive into Manila’s nightlife. … The first club Karen and Brian checked out was just to get their drink on; the second was where their fun began. Soon after making their way into the main room which was located in the basement, Karen started to dance in the middle of the floor while Brian stayed back to observe her from some distance. The dancefloor was stuffed with people but the strong air conditioning made a cool breeze fondle Karen’s plenty exposed skin. Brian watched how Karen quickly drew the attention of many guys. She wasn’t the only flimsily dressed girl in the club but Karen was shaking her body most invitingly and threw hot glances at guys who noticed her. Brian enjoyed that she was also seeking the proximity of other girls while dancing but he had no false hopes. He knew what was going to happen – he loved the prospect of it. After some time Karen took a break to get a drink and Brian moved closer to her again. He talked to her but Karen was completely in her role. With distant looks and posture she listened to the naughty thoughts Brian whispered into her ear but treated him as though he was a stranger. She let him touch her thigh but didn’t react to it. With a straight face she said “come dance” and dragged Brian to the dancefloor after emptying her glass. For a few minutes Karen worked Brian intensively. She faced him while dancing and rubbed her tits against him, then turned around and pushed her butt against his crotch rhythmically to the beat. The dry humping got Brian hard but soon enough his fiancée turned her attention away from him and instead gave another guy who had approached the same, hot dance treatment. The guy was older than Karen and western looking. He was probably also a tourist who had been in Manila for some time, judging by his tan. He wasn’t as attractive as Brian but still had a decent body paired with an average face. Karen swung her hips near his dick, eventually made him put his hands on her ass and gave Brian, who still danced near, a stern look. Brian grew an erection and when Karen then simply turned around and started making out with the random dude, his cock was pulsating as if it was about to burst. Brian kept dancing but moved away from Karen and the guy. A girl approached Brian and he danced with her but only had eyes for his fiancée sticking her tongue into the mouth of a stranger while being touched all over her body. Then after a few minutes, Karen took this guy’s hand and walked off the dancefloor. Outside on the street, the guy had his hands still all over Karen and she let him touch her and drag her close to him. Only now they exchanged names – the guy was Steven from Norway – and he continuously told Karen how hot she was and that he liked her accent. “What now?” he asked at some point with a sure grin and Karen was about to blow his mind. “Would you like to take me back to your hotel room and fuck me?” she asked, salaciously clinking her eyelashes and biting her lower lip. Steven tried to act calm but his words were overeager: “Oh yeah, baby. I do!” “Alright” Karen smirked and took his hand. He already signalled a cab to stop when Karen naughtily smiled: “There’s just one condition” … “Looks like someone’s excited” Karen sing sang with a grin and Steven, the dark blond haired Norwegian, grinned back at her without breaking eye contact as he stepped towards the bed. Karen was lying on her belly across the mattress and playfully kicked the air with her feet. Her dress was peeled off, her tits freed from the push-up bra and Karen had kicked off her heels so that she was only wearing her tiny black thong which was swallowed by her round ass cheeks. “Of course I’m excited” Steven smirked “You are so hot”. He couldn’t articulate himself in English much beyond phrases like these. Karen kept on grinning and now reached forward. With her hand she grasped Steven by his hips and gently pulled him a little closer. He stood there, confidently looking down to the almost naked girl. She moved her head towards the massive bulge in his white briefs that clearly outlined the guy’s erection. Gently she brushed over the tip of his cock with her cheek and then playfully bit it through the fabric while looking up to Steven who was extremely aroused. With her slender fingers Karen peeled away the briefs and immediately the musky scent of the Norwegian’s cock rose into her nose. From a thick bush of blond-brown pubes, his erection towered right in front of her. Karen took his dick into her mouth and bobbed her head along the shaft several times while cupping the guy’s balls with her hand. She exhaled with enjoyment and Steven started moaning. He moved his hips forward to push his cock into Karen’s mouth so that it poked against the inside of her cheek. The young Brit laughed happily and let Steven slowly fuck her mouth. Steven clearly enjoyed this a lot but Karen withdrew after a bit and got on all four. “Come on, fuck me now” she grinned and Steven eagerly slipped out of his briefs, put on a rubber and climbed into bed to kneel behind Karen. He pulled down her thong, helped her to get if off and then pulled Karen closer to himself by her ankles. “Oh, you’re so wet” he groaned when he rubbed her shaved pussy with three fingers. Lustfully he inspected her smooth opening for a few seconds and spread Karen’s pussy lips to expose the pink inside of her cunt. Karen was rubbing her clit lightly and encouragingly moaned that she wanted Steven to fuck her. He followed her horny requests, let his dick slide into her and started banging her. He grasped her ass cheeks tightly and grunted as his motions got faster. “Yes! Fuck me!” Karen begged “I’m your dirty whore!” “Oooh!” Steven moaned and fucked Karen even faster. Her British accent was really doing it for him. Her tits were swinging back and forth now, yet Karen wanted even more. She called out that Steven should bang her harder and he did with deep lust. He slapped Karen’s ass and she reacted immediately: “OH yes! Fuck me! Slap my ass! Come on!” Steven gave her another two quick smacks on both cheeks, eliciting Karen to scream “Yes! Yes! Treat me like a slut!” For minutes Steven gave Karen his hard cock, spanked her ass and made her scream loudly. Eventually he pulled out of her though, so he wouldn’t cum yet. Swiftly Karen turned around on her back, spread her legs and rubbed her pussy in a presenting way with an inviting, naughty smile on her pretty face. Steven took a short break during which he fingered the 25 year old girl but then he crawled on top of her and fucked her pussy again until Karen would quiver and moan uncontrollably. As Karen was cumming, Steven slowed down but left his stiff prick inside her wet pussy. He mumbled something in Norwegian that Karen couldn’t understand; the way a fire was burning in his eyes and how his voice sounded, it must have been one of the smuttiest things imaginable. Karen laughed lustfully but it turned into a wild scream when Steven started to hammer her cunt once more. The Norwegian stranger brought himself close to the climax, then quickly pulled his dick out of Karen, ripped the condom off and shot his hot sperm all over her voluptuous body – all within just a moment. Most of the white, sticky stream landed on Karen’s big, soft tits. She just watched herself being tainted while experiencing a feeling of ecstasy. Her body was slightly shaking and Karen couldn’t tell whether it was a second orgasm or just the extension of the first – in any case it felt tremendous. Steven looked down to Karen with a proud grin. He slapped his cock against her thigh and smeared some cum on it, then he got up from the bed, grabbed a towel, wiped his cock with it and then tossed the towel to Karen. “Hah…you want some more in a little bit?” Steven asked with a naughty smile and went to grab something to drink as he had gotten thirsty. “Oh…you can fuck me all night…” Karen purred. Instead of cleaning herself up immediately, she grasped her cell phone which was positioned on the nightstand, capturing a clear picture of what was happening on the bed. The camera was still filming and Karen smiled into it. Then she showed off her cum stained body, waved at the camera and puckered her lips, before turning the video off and putting the phone away.
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I was at my buddy Jimmy's house when this all happened. I'm Derek by the way. Jimmy is my best friend. We've known each other since we were in third grade, and we've been inseparable ever since. While I'm 18 and Jimmy is 19, we're only 10 months apart. Jimmy had just slipped under the birth date requirement back in elementary school so we ended up in the same class. We're both about the same height, weight and build. We both have short brown hair though I have blue eyes while Jimmy has green. We don't look alike unless you see us from behind. Fortunately this actually worked out to my advantage. I had gone over to Jimmy's house for a school project in which were supposed to be studying the civil war for our senior year History class. We had a big project coming up and this grade was going to be for almost a quarter of our grade. Honestly though, we were both doing well in school, and with it being senior year, we weren't really too concerned with the whole thing. We mostly spent our time playing video games or drinking when Jimmy's parents went out. Occasionally we'd get stuck in the house with his sister Michelle, but other than that we were pretty much on our own. Michelle was only 17 but we were also pretty close as we had grown up around each other. We were comfortable with each others presence even though there were times when we didn't get along. It was common knowledge that she was one of the hottest girls at school though apparently she didn't seem to know it, and she was pretty popular at school though she didn't try to BE popular. She simply was. I think that added to her attraction. I don't know how she managed to be both gorgeous and popular while not getting full of herself, but she did and it worked for her. She was a little shorter than me though not by much, maybe an inch or two. She didn't have an hourglass figure but it didn't really matter to anyone at school. There were plenty of guys and probably even some gals too, that would have liked to had the chance to get with her. She was simply...amazing. Anyways, on this particular day, for some reason all of a sudden in the middle of our Halo game I had to take the biggest piss. I hastily told Jimmy I had to take a leak but his eyes were glued to the TV so I don't even know if he heard me. I raced to the bathroom and as I got closer the unmistakable sound of the running water reached my ears. Apparently Michelle was home and getting ready to take a shower or a bath. I pounded on the door. "Michelle! I have to piss! Hurry up and get in or I'm coming in anyways!", I yelled through the door. I heard the curtain get pulled into place and the sound of running water stopped. "Come in!" she hollered. I didn't waste any time! I rushed in the bathroom, past the closed curtain and hurriedly lifted the toilet seat. I couldn't unzip fast enough and I almost started to piss before I even had my dick out. Fortunately I made it in time and was greeted by the wonderful feeling of an emptying bladder. An uncontrolled groan of relief escaped my lips and I involuntarily closed my eyes. There's almost nothing in the world better than that feeling, is there? After the feeling started to fade I opened my eyes. The shower was still on my left and even though I had been in this bathroom plenty of times, I couldn't help but notice something different. When you walk into the bathroom, on your immediate right is the sink. A closet sits on your immediate left which is where they kept all the towels and tp and such. As you go farther in, the shower is on your left after the closet, and straight ahead of you is the toilet. On the right of the toilet was a little counter where they stored hand towels, razors, body lotions and all the other toiletries that people use. There was a huge mirror over the counter there which gave more than one person plenty of room to shave and put on makeup. So while there was plenty of space for which to do things, the aisle was definitely a narrow one. Like I said though, as I looked around I couldn't help but notice that something was out of place. And if I hadn't had such a pressing matter before me when I entered, I would have noticed it right away. What used to be a rose colored cloth shower curtain, was now a semi-translucent plastic one. There before me, though vague in outline, was a completely naked 17 year old girl, slowly soaping herself while taking a bath. My jaw just about hit the floor. Of course I had noticed Michelle had grown into a beautiful woman, but seeing the outline of her body there before me, was something I never imagined I would have ever seen. One of, if not THE most beautiful girl at school was right before me in all her glory, completely unaware that this mildly inhibited view was turning me on. And it was turning me on fast! In the time it took for me to see her and realize what exactly I was seeing, i had an erection. Not only did I have a hard on though, but I hadn't masturbated in a couple days so it was solid! The warm air in the bathroom from the shower gently blew over my dick and enveloped it in a strange but wondrous warmth almost as if it were being caressed by gentle hands. God this was amazing! Before I could enjoy it any further though she moved to open the curtain. "Jimmy, could you hand me a washcloth? I forgot to get one before I jumped in". The curtain started to open and in my panic I tried to take a couple steps back so she wouldn't catch me staring at her gorgeous figure through the thin piece of plastic. My plan didn't quite work out as well as I had planned though because my pants had fallen lower than I had thought because I had forgotten to zip them up. I fell straight back and hit my head hard on the tile. WHAM! As soon as the stars cleared from my vision a few things became apparent. My erection was still full blown and sticking straight up and while Michelle had pulled the curtain open to grab the washcloth the curtain had become forgotten as she was staring straight at my erect prick. She had a completely unobstructed view of my circumcised seven inch cock, while I could see her completely naked, soapy body. A dark patch between her legs was barely visible underneath the soap, though it was restricted enough for me to get the idea that she kept herself trimmed and as the soap proved, clean. The air out here must have either been colder than the air in the shower or she liked what she saw because her nipples stood out, fully erect. For a second, neither of us moved. We simply stared at each other in all our glory, mesmerized by the sights before us. BAM! BAM! BAM! "Derek? Are you OK? I thought I heard something fall." Michelle quickly closed the shower curtain, but not before we both caught each others gaze. Unless I was mistaken, what I saw in her face reflected what I was feeling. Complete and total arousal. I struggled to get up while pulling up my pants. "Nah, I'm fine. Just tripped on this rug in here. I'll be right out. Gotta wash my hands", I said. If he heard the breathlessness in my voice he probably chalked it up to me having the wind knocked out of me when I fell. "Hurry up man! Next game starts in 30 seconds, with or without you!" I heard his footsteps start to fade away down the hall. It was only after I couldn't hear them that I flushed the toilet and washed my hands. An awkward silence filled the bathroom with only the occasional sound of rippling water breaking the spell. I dried my hands off as fast as I could and i turned around and opened the closet door. I grabbed a washcloth, closed the door and walked over to the tub. "Hey, uh...Michelle?" Silence still reigned from the other side of the curtain so I continued on. "Sorry about that. I didn't know you thought it was Jimmy or I would have told you. And sorry for uh...my physical state" I chuckled. "Um...here's your washcloth. I suppose you deserve more of an apology but i don't know what to say. I guess I suppose I should be thanking you though since I just got to see what every single guy in school would kill to see. Don't worry though", I hastily added. "I won't tell anyone". Well, at least you know the effect you have on guys now though, right?" I joked. My attempt at levity didn't seem to be going anywhere so I tried to get out before I made matters worse. "Well, um...see you around" I said as I walked out and closed the door behind me, only realizing then, that I had said the stupidest thing possible. "See you around?" I muttered under my breath. "Now she's going to think I did it on purpose or some shit like that". As I walked down the hallway I had to stop and adjust myself since there was no sign that I was going to lose my erection for a while. How could I after seeing one of the most amazing and provocative things in my whole life? I just hoped things didn't get awkward between the two of us after that. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This ends part one. Please feel free to leave comments and possibly even suggestions on where you'd like to see this story go from here. I have some ideas, but others are welcome as well. Thanks!
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~~~ This is my first attempt at writing, and I am sorry for the long introduction, please bear with me as I am hoping to write more stories. Thank you ~~~ My name is Clint. I am about 6 feet tall with short blonde hair and blue eyes. I am quite slim and not too muscular, and before 1 fateful day I thought I was just you average typical nerd. I worked and attended school part time. I spent the majority of my spare time playing video games or on the Internet. It all seemed to change with just the blink of an eye. I had a girlfriend named Myra but she had recently broken up with me. Myra was about 5’6” with shoulder length dark hair and amber colored eyes. She was very slim except at the hips. She had small boobs and the most perfect ass that I have had the pleasure of smacking or staring at freely. At first I thought I was OK with the breakup, but after a few weeks and Myra having a new boyfriend I was feeling jealous. I mistook this feeling as wanting her back so I started talking to her again. After another few weeks for whatever reason she dumped the rebound but still would not get back with me saying that she wanted to be single for a while. After that I noticed her start to change. She was becoming much more carefree than usual, also her curiosity seemed to be increasing. She was going to parties and clubs all the time as well as trying light drugs frequently. This led her to talking to way more guys, which did not bode well with me. I was going to confront her and see what was going on but she disappeared all of the sudden. I could not get a hold of her for anything. When I went to her house her mom said that she went on a short trip with a new friend. I asked who it was but she just said some girl she met not to long ago. After a few days I got a text message from Myra saying that she was at a night club and that is should come meet her. She said that she wanted to introduce me to her friend. After the loneliness and hopefulness that I had been feeling I could not have resisted her invitation if I wanted to. So I cleaned up and headed out wondering if this new friend was the reason for her new found personality. When I arrived at the club she quickly found me and lead me to a private booth near the back. Myra’s friend stood and introduced herself as Talia. She was the most gorgeous person I think I have ever seen. She was wearing this black dress that was fairly concealing and yet very seductive. She was slim and almost as tall as me with long blonde hair. Her boobs looked to be “C” cups and I was just waiting to catch a glimpse of her ass. My eyes met hers and I noticed that she must have some sort of contact lenses in because her eyes were blood red. Then I realized that I could not stare away. After a moment I was able to break eye contact and stutter “I… I’m Clint, na na… nice to meet you.” She giggled as I spoke and said, “The pleasure is all mine.” I paused for a moment trying to collect my bearings when Myra broke the silence, “ OK the greetings are over can we party now?” Talia told Myra to calm herself and to sit down. Myra quickly obeyed which shocked me a little. “Let me get straight to the point,” said Talia, “You are a wolf, you carry noble blood of the earth clan.” I stood there in awe trying to figure out if she was making a joke. Myra spoke up, “I just said that it seemed like he was psychic, not anything about being a wolf.” “He seems that way because he has extremely heightened instincts almost like a sixth sense.” Talia said to Myra. Putter her attention back on me Talia asked me to go with her to her home so that she could explain more. She added that after her story was over the 3 of us would be able to have some fun together. I pretty much thought she was crazy but hell I could play along if it was going to be get me laid, especially if it was going to be by both of them. Later at Talia’s house she again told Myra to sit and be patient. We sat down and Talia began her story. “I am an ambassador for the earth clan, they have recently asked me to find a missing noble wolf and return him to the clan. The chief is not long for this world and his replacement must be of noble blood. Clint, the missing wolf is you. Your father did not simply abandon you and your mother. He was called to war when you were young and during his battles he suffered fatal injuries. Because you are only half blood and you were not raised in the clan you never leaned how to activate your abilities.” “So what? I can turn into a wolf?” I said. “Not just a wolf, but you can take a werewolf like form as well once I awaken your powers.” Replied Talia, she continued. “I can tell that you do not believe me, but you will in time. For now let us retire to the bedroom.” The moment I stepped in Myra tossed me to the bed and began striping me. Talia came over and started to caress my chest, arms, and face. Once Myra had us both naked she started sucking my dick. I was fully erect in seconds. After a few moments Talia lowered her face to mine and we began kissing. I seemed to feel vibrations of pleasure emanating from her. They were so powerful I almost did not notice that Myra had started riding me. She was humping and grinding but I didn't feel like I was getting close to a climax because I was lost in Talia’s lips. After a while Myra stated to convulse uncontrollably and moan loudly. Suddenly she became very still and tense before falling off of me then what seemed to be straight to sleep. “Looks like she has had her fill, my turn now.” Talia said seductively. She quickly undressed and got on her hands and knees. I got behind her and rubbed her pussy with the head of my dick until I felt her getting wet. It didn't take long for me to slip my rod into her warm, waiting crotch. She was so tight and moist that I almost lost it instantly but I recovered when I noticed another odd sensation that I had never felt before. By now I was steadily pushing deep into her. It wasn't enough for me so I began to ram hard and deep as quickly as I could manage. She put her head down and started screaming muffled words into the pillows. After I herd what I thought were the words don’t stop I tried my best to keep the pace that I had set just continually ramming my rod into her hot box. It wasn't long before my balls were churning and cum started gushing from my cock into her belly.
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I was at my buddy Jimmy's house when this all happened. I'm Derek by the way. Jimmy is my best friend. We've known each other since we were in third grade, and we've been inseparable ever since. While I'm 18 and Jimmy is 19, we're only 10 months apart. Jimmy had just slipped under the birth date requirement back in elementary school so we ended up in the same class. We're both about the same height, weight and build. We both have short brown hair though I have blue eyes while Jimmy has green. We don't look alike unless you see us from behind. Fortunately this actually worked out to my advantage. I had gone over to Jimmy's house for a school project in which were supposed to be studying the civil war for our senior year History class. We had a big project coming up and this grade was going to be for almost a quarter of our grade. Honestly though, we were both doing well in school, and with it being senior year, we weren't really too concerned with the whole thing. We mostly spent our time playing video games or drinking when Jimmy's parents went out. Occasionally we'd get stuck in the house with his sister Michelle, but other than that we were pretty much on our own. Michelle was only 17 but we were also pretty close as we had grown up around each other. We were comfortable with each others presence even though there were times when we didn't get along. It was common knowledge that she was one of the hottest girls at school though apparently she didn't seem to know it, and she was pretty popular at school though she didn't try to BE popular. She simply was. I think that added to her attraction. I don't know how she managed to be both gorgeous and popular while not getting full of herself, but she did and it worked for her. She was a little shorter than me though not by much, maybe an inch or two. She didn't have an hourglass figure but it didn't really matter to anyone at school. There were plenty of guys and probably even some gals too, that would have liked to had the chance to get with her. She was simply...amazing. Anyways, on this particular day, for some reason all of a sudden in the middle of our Halo game I had to take the biggest piss. I hastily told Jimmy I had to take a leak but his eyes were glued to the TV so I don't even know if he heard me. I raced to the bathroom and as I got closer the unmistakable sound of the running water reached my ears. Apparently Michelle was home and getting ready to take a shower or a bath. I pounded on the door. "Michelle! I have to piss! Hurry up and get in or I'm coming in anyways!", I yelled through the door. I heard the curtain get pulled into place and the sound of running water stopped. "Come in!" she hollered. I didn't waste any time! I rushed in the bathroom, past the closed curtain and hurriedly lifted the toilet seat. I couldn't unzip fast enough and I almost started to piss before I even had my dick out. Fortunately I made it in time and was greeted by the wonderful feeling of an emptying bladder. An uncontrolled groan of relief escaped my lips and I involuntarily closed my eyes. There's almost nothing in the world better than that feeling, is there? After the feeling started to fade I opened my eyes. The shower was still on my left and even though I had been in this bathroom plenty of times, I couldn't help but notice something different. When you walk into the bathroom, on your immediate right is the sink. A closet sits on your immediate left which is where they kept all the towels and tp and such. As you go farther in, the shower is on your left after the closet, and straight ahead of you is the toilet. On the right of the toilet was a little counter where they stored hand towels, razors, body lotions and all the other toiletries that people use. There was a huge mirror over the counter there which gave more than one person plenty of room to shave and put on makeup. So while there was plenty of space for which to do things, the aisle was definitely a narrow one. Like I said though, as I looked around I couldn't help but notice that something was out of place. And if I hadn't had such a pressing matter before me when I entered, I would have noticed it right away. What used to be a rose colored cloth shower curtain, was now a semi-translucent plastic one. There before me, though vague in outline, was a completely naked 17 year old girl, slowly soaping herself while taking a bath. My jaw just about hit the floor. Of course I had noticed Michelle had grown into a beautiful woman, but seeing the outline of her body there before me, was something I never imagined I would have ever seen. One of, if not THE most beautiful girl at school was right before me in all her glory, completely unaware that this mildly inhibited view was turning me on. And it was turning me on fast! In the time it took for me to see her and realize what exactly I was seeing, i had an erection. Not only did I have a hard on though, but I hadn't masturbated in a couple days so it was solid! The warm air in the bathroom from the shower gently blew over my dick and enveloped it in a strange but wondrous warmth almost as if it were being caressed by gentle hands. God this was amazing! Before I could enjoy it any further though she moved to open the curtain. "Jimmy, could you hand me a washcloth? I forgot to get one before I jumped in". The curtain started to open and in my panic I tried to take a couple steps back so she wouldn't catch me staring at her gorgeous figure through the thin piece of plastic. My plan didn't quite work out as well as I had planned though because my pants had fallen lower than I had thought because I had forgotten to zip them up. I fell straight back and hit my head hard on the tile. WHAM! As soon as the stars cleared from my vision a few things became apparent. My erection was still full blown and sticking straight up and while Michelle had pulled the curtain open to grab the washcloth the curtain had become forgotten as she was staring straight at my erect prick. She had a completely unobstructed view of my circumcised seven inch cock, while I could see her completely naked, soapy body. A dark patch between her legs was barely visible underneath the soap, though it was restricted enough for me to get the idea that she kept herself trimmed and as the soap proved, clean. The air out here must have either been colder than the air in the shower or she liked what she saw because her nipples stood out, fully erect. For a second, neither of us moved. We simply stared at each other in all our glory, mesmerized by the sights before us. BAM! BAM! BAM! "Derek? Are you OK? I thought I heard something fall." Michelle quickly closed the shower curtain, but not before we both caught each others gaze. Unless I was mistaken, what I saw in her face reflected what I was feeling. Complete and total arousal. I struggled to get up while pulling up my pants. "Nah, I'm fine. Just tripped on this rug in here. I'll be right out. Gotta wash my hands", I said. If he heard the breathlessness in my voice he probably chalked it up to me having the wind knocked out of me when I fell. "Hurry up man! Next game starts in 30 seconds, with or without you!" I heard his footsteps start to fade away down the hall. It was only after I couldn't hear them that I flushed the toilet and washed my hands. An awkward silence filled the bathroom with only the occasional sound of rippling water breaking the spell. I dried my hands off as fast as I could and i turned around and opened the closet door. I grabbed a washcloth, closed the door and walked over to the tub. "Hey, uh...Michelle?" Silence still reigned from the other side of the curtain so I continued on. "Sorry about that. I didn't know you thought it was Jimmy or I would have told you. And sorry for uh...my physical state" I chuckled. "Um...here's your washcloth. I suppose you deserve more of an apology but i don't know what to say. I guess I suppose I should be thanking you though since I just got to see what every single guy in school would kill to see. Don't worry though", I hastily added. "I won't tell anyone". Well, at least you know the effect you have on guys now though, right?" I joked. My attempt at levity didn't seem to be going anywhere so I tried to get out before I made matters worse. "Well, um...see you around" I said as I walked out and closed the door behind me, only realizing then, that I had said the stupidest thing possible. "See you around?" I muttered under my breath. "Now she's going to think I did it on purpose or some shit like that". As I walked down the hallway I had to stop and adjust myself since there was no sign that I was going to lose my erection for a while. How could I after seeing one of the most amazing and provocative things in my whole life? I just hoped things didn't get awkward between the two of us after that. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This ends part one. Please feel free to leave comments and possibly even suggestions on where you'd like to see this story go from here. I have some ideas, but others are welcome as well. Thanks!
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Kitty I enter the room on all fours. I’m wearing a black lace bra and a matching thong, red heels, and as always, my collar. "Come here, Kitty," my Owner calls from the bed where he sits. He is shirtless and the reason for the damp spot between my legs. I crawl over as fast as I can and sit next to him waiting for my next command. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Owner "Sit on my lap," I command, already feeling my dick start to get hard as I notice the wetness between my kitten's legs. She obeys my command, sitting sideways in my lap and staring at me, waiting for me to tell her what to do. I lean forward and kiss her on the lips while slipping my hand under her ass and squeezing. As she kisses back, my other hand pets the back of her head. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kitty As my owner starts groping me I can feel my pussy grow hotter and wetter. Then I feel him run his fingers through my hair, which causes me to squirm on his lap. I feel his bulge press against me, causing me to moan loudly even as we continue to kiss passionately. I try my best to get as close to him as I possibly can without moving away from his hands. I feel his fingers ever so gently brush against my pussy. I attempt to thrust against his hand. My owner grabs the back of my collar. I know that I am going to get punished for trying to rush things. However, as I look in to my owner's piercing blue eyes, I feel more excited than ever at the prospect of my punishment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Owner When she tries to push against my hand, my penis pulses, and I have to push her away in order to punish her. I stop kissing and groping her, and turn her around to spank her. With each impact of my hand on her ass, she lets out a small gasp, and I eventually stop and turn her back over to start kissing her again. Her punishment over, my kitten's pussy feels extremely hot on my leg, and each time it moves it leaves a small wet spot where it was. She is more turned on than I've ever seen before. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kitty After my punishment ends he pulls me back over, rubbing my now hot, red ass. This causes me to wriggle against him, his jeans absorbing my flowing pussy juice. Suddenly he pushes me back on the bed! "DON'T MOVE! It's time for your favorite test," my owner tells me. I know what that means! He is going to push me to cum, and I am supposed to see how long I can last (seeing as he is an Expert at this). If I last longer than my last attempt, i will be given a pleasurable surprise. If I fail, well… I’ll be given a much less pleasant ‘surprise’. As he moves toward my tits, I groan knowing what to expect, craving it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Owner To start off her test, I rip off her bra and slowly run my tongue in circles around one nipple, while pinching the other with my fingers. Her pussy juices are flowing even more now, and her panties are completely soaked, along with a large patch of my jeans. I finish licking circles around her nipple and start teasing it with my teeth. At this, she gasps and arches her back in pleasure. I decide it's time to take off those annoying panties, so I sit back up and order her to strip. She quite willingly obeys, revealing a soft, shaven pussy already completely ready for invasion. I place my face in front of it and slowly start to eat out her delicious pussy. As the sweet juice fills my mouth, my cock gets even harder than before, wanting to be thrust inside, but not yet. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kitty He runs his tongue ever so teasingly up my pussy slit. I groan so loudly. My owner then carefully but forcefully hits my pussy with his fingers, causing me to jump against his face. When my pussy hits his mouth he grabs my clit with his teeth. This causes me to shudder and I have to fight hard to not cum right at that moment. He starts sucking hard on my clit still gripping it gently with his teeth. He then ever so teasingly slides his middle finger into me, softly rubbing lightly against the top of my pussy. At this point i am gripping the bed covers, squeezing my eyes shut. He releases my pussy just long enough command me to look him in eyes. I do so to avoid a reprimand. He goes back to his assault on my pussy, looking into my eyes as he does so, and slowly intensifying his efforts. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Owner I continue licking and biting on my Kitty's clit and pussy lips, while moving around my finger inside her drenched pussy. My tongue seeks out the hot juices and eagerly licks them up. At one point, I have to swallow some of it because she's released so much. I start to slide my finger in and out, wiggling it back and forth inside her pussy in the meantime. She moans so loudly I'm sure the neighbors can hear, but that doesn't matter to us right now. As I'm eating and fingering her pussy, she starts humping, trying to push my finger and tongue even deeper into herself. I decide it's time to step up the test difficulty a bit since she's lasted almost as long as the last time by now. I slide in a second finger and, to both of our pleasures, she gasps then lets out a loud moan. Her legs start to tense up, trying to hold off the orgasm, trying her hardest to last longer than before. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kitty It feels like it’s been an eternity, though it’s probably only been 6 minutes. He’s added another finger, making me feel even fuller. My owner takes his mouth off of my clit but still flicks over it side-to-side with his tongue. He adds yet another finger making it three. Oh god I feel so full now. I know I can’t hold much longer but I’m damn sure gonna try. Then he starts moving his fingers in and out faster and faster. My chest starts lifting and I scream his name. He knows I’m getting close. He rams his hand in at a blur than stops with them as far in as comfortable and starts sucking on my clit again. That’s when it happens. I feel my insides explode and grip his fingers. I arch my body, curving around his head. I shudder against his hand. Once I’ve calmed down, he ever so gently removes his fingers and moves up to kiss me, making me taste myself. He ever so tantalizingly licks my juice from his fingers then kisses me yet again. "Very good my pet," my owner praises, "You lasted 10 minutes this time. You're a very good, sexy kitty. Are you ready for your surprise?" “Yes sir" I literally mew. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Owner She seems to be ready for her reward, but I'm not quite ready to give it to her. That part will have to wait for a little while. I tell her she has to do one more thing before she can have her reward, and order her to take off my remaining clothes. She knows what I want, and goes straight for it. My jeans fall forgotten to the side of the bed as her hand grips the base of my rock-hard cock and her mouth slides over the rest of my seven inches. Her tongue reaches out and licks what her mouth isn't already covering, and she starts to rub and suck on me. I let out a sigh as her tongue flicks just under the head of my dick, which feels amazing. Her hand rubs up and down on my shaft, sliding on the saliva from her mouth. It feels so good I think I'm about to cum for a minute, but then I hold it back. She starts moving her head on and off my dick, which now gets even harder than before, something I thought impossible. I can feel the head of my penis hitting the back of her throat, and I reach down to move her hand out of the way. I grab the back of her head and push my huge cock into her throat, making her gag just a little bit. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kitty I gag a little but manage to get my reflexes under control. My owner continues to ease his dick into my throat, than ease it back out. He continues to do this, slowly picking up the pace. After about 5 minutes of my oral stimulation, he grabs my collar and pulls me off. "I think," my owner starts, "we need some more decorations." He grabs some smooth, soft, but strong rope. "We don’t want to rash your skin," he told me when we bought it. He tells me to stay still. He loops the ropes around my wrists and ties them over my head to the head board. Then he takes a slightly skinnier piece and puts it through my collar, tying that to the headboard as well so I can’t move my upper body much at all. "We are simply preparing you for your surprise, my precious kitty." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Owner Tying up my still-horny kitten, I think about my plan for her special reward. My penis throbs with anticipation of its first time going into her dripping pussy. I look down at the sexy naked body underneath me and kiss her before spreading her legs and slowly starting to push my solid cock into her waiting pussy. She immediately lets out the loudest moan yet, and shudders in pleasure. I feel the walls of her vagina gripping my dick, begging for more, which I gladly give as I pull out and thrust myself back into her. As I do this she screams my name once more, louder this time, and begins humping me as I do the same to her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kitty As my owner slowly builds up speed, I feel my body start to respond. My hips start thrusting upwards, my hands pulling at their restraints, trying to break free. He leans down and bites my neck hard, digging his teeth in, probably leaving a nice mark. He works his way up my neck, nipping and kissing the whole way. As my owner reaches my mouth, he starts delving deeper into the depths of my pussy. “FASTER! HARDER!” I scream, pulling my mouth free of his. He responds to my cries with gusto, reclaiming my mouth with his. I moan and gasp into his mouth, feeling his groans invade my mouth in return, along with his tongue. Thde tip of his cock starts nudging the back of my pussy, making me feel on cloud nine. I manage to wriggle my hands free just before the pleasure overwhelms me. I scream his name as I start coming. He growls in response as I dig my nails into his hips, holding them to me as my walls grips and massages his cock. As I come down from my orgasmic high, he grabs my wrists in one hand, yanking them above my head as he starts pounding his large dick into my tiny pussy like a rutting animal. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Owner As she cums, I lose control of myself and begin to fuck her roughly without any care for gentleness. My cock slides quickly in and out of her pussy, ramming into the back with each thrust. She starts whimpering softly each time this happens, turning me on even more, so I start pounding her as hard and as fast as I can. After a few minutes of this, I can tell that she is about to cum again, and so am I. I groan as she cums and her pussy contracts around my dick, making me cum as well. When we’re both done, our tired bodies fall back onto the bed, and I kiss her gently and remove the rest of her restraints. “I love you, kitty,” I say. “I love you too,” she purrs in response, and we fall asleep with her in my arms purring into my chest.
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This is our first part of our first story, this is just a bit of a preview. Please rate us good and leave nice comments :). Naughty Lily I never was a very shy person, but what happened last month was truly surprising to me. I study surgery in a University close to my house, and instead of the usual girls you see in such a University, the girls here were very pretty. Never before I’ve seen that many beautiful girls. One girl in particular keeps catching my attention: Lily. She has beautiful blonde hair with gorgeous green eyes. She always wears a skirt which is way too small for her big ass, and a very small shirt which shows almost half of her boobs. I didn't dare to look to her until a few weeks after she arrived when she became my partner for a report. When we were working we didn’t talk at all and I thought she was very shy but that was in contrast with her clothes. When she bent over to pick up her bag, one of her boobs popped out of her bra. To my surprise her nipple was erected. She quickly put her boob back in her bra and looked away ashamed. I decided to say nothing more about it and returned to work. However my huge boner i got was clearly visible, I excused and went to the toilet to jerk off. When I came back she was constantly looking at my shirt. After a while I looked as well and saw that there was still cum on my shirt. I blushed and mumbled: ’I was ehm...’ She interrupted me saying: ‘spare me the details please,' then she took a tissue out of her bag and slowly cleaned the cum of my shirt. She accidentally touched my penis in the process. I didn’t know if she knew she was touching my penis but I instantly had a boner again. She pulled back her hand and looked surprised, now I did know for certain that she knew she had touched my penis, partly because it had risen up to my belly button . I tried to apologize but she put her finger on my mouth and said: ’you don't need to.’ Then her hand reached down and started to massage my balls. I started sweating heavily because she was the first girl who had touched me. She then asked: 'can I take it out?' Within a second my pants were off and I was struggling to get my underwear off. We started kissing while I was half naked, and my cock was touching her stomach again and again. She pushed me on the ground and took off her shirt. She sat on my stomach and put my hand on her bra. Then she whispered: take off my bra, sexy boy. I hesitated for a second but then I ripped of her bra, revealing her beautiful C-cup breasts. They had a tanned colour and her nipples clearly pink. I immediately took them in my hands and stroked them. She noticed I got turned on even more, and she bent over putting her breasts in my face. I gently started to lick one of her nipples. After I had sucked on her other nipple she went down to my cock. She grabbed my balls and began to lick them while she was giving me a hand job. I never felt so good in my life. She went up to my cock from the bottom to the top. My cock was now about 11 inches. She then put my whole cock in her mouth, up until her throat. It felt like a warm, moistly ring was around my cock. It was the greatest feeling the world. She was playing with my dick with her tongue and touching the top of it with her tongue once in a while because she discovered I loved that. She noticed I was close to my climax and stopped sucking. She removed my cock from her mouth, positioned her ass to my face and placed my cock between her beautiful tits. I took off her string and stared at her wet pussy. I never licked a pussy before and said to her: ‘you know it’s my first time right?’ She turned around smiling and responded: ‘For everything is a first time.’ This gave me enough confidence to give it a try and I put my tongue against her pussy. First licking her out labia and inner labia only to realise the clitoris was the best spot. I took it in my mouth and played with it. I made circles with my tongue around her clitoris, of which she responded with a moan. After a few more play sessions she had her orgasm and her fluids poured over my face. This made my come as well and I shot my whole load in her mouth and onto her face. She was about to swallow it all when I heard someone had opened the door. I thought astonished: we are still at school. L
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I was enjoying the warm August night in my bedroom with my window wide open and quiet music coming from my laptop. The full moon spills its light dancing over my silky skin as I squirm around on my bed, fondling my left breast with my left hand while my right hand is in my panties, slowly massaging my lusty love spot with circular motions. My long, dark hair scattered over my pillow, shimmering under the rays of the moonlight. The big mirror on the ceiling above my bed watches down on me, letting me enjoy the sight of a gorgeous 23 year old angel teasing herself on purple silk bed sheets. I circle my areola with my fingers as I gently rub my folds, occasionally slipping a finger in between and sliding it up and down. I arch my back as I touch my throbbing candy, letting out a long, soft moan, with my eyes widely open, looking up into the mirror, squirming more intensely. Every night I play with myself before sleeping, just for fun, but I end up getting so worked up thinking about all of the nasty and dirty stuff I would love to for someone to do to me, with my fingers dug deep into my tight hole, fucking myself viciously as I twist and pinch my nipples, pushing myself over the edge, feeling my body stiffen and shiver as I shut my eyes and let out a violent cry out, trashing around my bed as my pussy explodes in an orgasmic seizure, spattering my juices all over my bed sheets. And every night is the same. I pant and shiver drifting into a dream, exhausted and breathless. It was somewhere past 2am when my cellphone ringtone dispersed my dreams. Drowsy, I pick up my phone and look at the screen. Caller ID hidden. Nothing to be surprised about, I get those a lot. I usually never answer it though. But this time I did. The male voice on the other side sounded relaxed and soothing. "Halo?" "Hello, Angela." - He replied. "Hello, stranger with a hidden ID." "I was just sitting here thinking about you" "Oh, were you? That sounds like fun" - I replied, turning over onto my stomach. "So, is that why you called me, just to tell me you're thinking about me?" "Well, that, and to check if you'd like me to come over" "Why would I want a stranger to come over?" "Well, we don't have to be strangers, introducing is quite easy, and getting to know each other is even easier." "Why don't you then go ahead and introduce yourself, and we'll see about getting to know each other afterwards?" "I was actually thinking of introducing myself to you in person." "Maybe some other time, stranger, I'm not in a mood to get up right now." - I joke. "Oh, no need to get up, I could just let myself in, I wouldn't want to bother you to get up. By the way, I love those panties". I froze. He's watching me? I get up and turn to the window. The backyard is empty, I can clearly see because the lights by the pool are on. There's no place he could hide there. Maybe he's just trying to scare me thinking he's being funny. "Where are you? How do you know what kind of panties I'm wearing?" "I know much more than just that. Like the fact that you're not wearing a bra..." So he wasn't joking. I ran to the living room where all of the remotes usually are, I grabbed the security system controller, and activated all of the locks and alarms around the house. I held my thumb on the alarm sounding button as I spoke to him. "So I guess you've been enjoying the show then, stranger?" "Oh, yes, very much. As usual." "How many shows have you enjoyed so far?" "Can't say I've been counting, but let's go with 20. To be honest with you, the last couple of times I've been wanting so much to join you, but I figured I'd talk to you a bit first." "What makes you think I'd want you to join me anyway? If I wanted someone with me, I wouldn't be alone." "The more the merrier, you know what they say. Should I get to the front door? Or would you open the backyard sliding doors for me?" I checked the security cameras and saw nobody at the door. "Listen, let's cut the crap. You've had your fun, now you can hit the road. Or I could just sound the alarm and call the cops over. I'll only do it if any of my cameras catch you, though. So, here's your chance to back off." He hang up. What the hell was that about? I went to the kitchen to get something cold to drink and slowly headed back to my bedroom. I felt safe cause I knew the security system our house was equipped with is one of the best my dad had ever built. Last year he made a couple of millions on it, his company literally raised from the ashes after he bought it in auction 2 years ago. I walked into the room and crawled back into my bed. It was still hot, so I turned up the AC a bit. The music was still going quietly as I started to slip into the dreamland again. I was sleeping lying down on my stomach when I thought I felt someone's breath on my shoulder. I opened my eyes and was just about to lift my head, when something pressed me against the bed. I instinctively opened my mouth to scream, but someone put their hand over my mouth and stopped me. I tried to get up and then I realized someone was sitting top of me, holding me pinned down to my bed. I was terrified. I practically couldn't move. Then I felt that warm breath on my shoulder again. "Hello, Angela" - He whispered into my ear. I recognized his voice, it was the same guy I'd talked to on the phone. How the hell did he get into the house? Thousands of questions flew through my mind in a split of a second, but I couldn't think. He whispered again - "I'll move my hand from your mouth now. You can scream if you want to, but we both know there's no one around to hear it." I knew he was right. Our house was almost a mile away from our first neighbor's house. He let go of my mouth. All I managed to say with my shivering voice was "Please, don't hurt me." He sighed into my neck and poured his warm breath over my skin again. Then he kissed my shoulder and started kissing my upper back, moved my hair to a side and kissed the back of my neck. I felt chills through my body, especially down my spine, and that's when I realized he was lying on top of me completely naked. I felt something getting harder against my butt, snuggled into my ass crack, between the cheeks. His right hand slipped under my right breast and started caressing it. I think I knew what his intentions were as soon as I realized he was naked, but I'd expected him to be rougher with me. But he was gentle. He didn't inflict any pain to my body. He was careful and all he did was sliding his hands over my skin, feeling it, exploring. When he took my nipple between his thumb and finger I let out a quiet sigh. I tried not to show him I enjoyed it. His lips were dancing all over my neck and my shoulders all the time. I subconsciously parted my legs a bit when he started grinding against my ass slowly, almost insensibly. But I felt it. His cold hand slipped into my panties and rested on my left butt cheek. When he gently squeezed it, I gasped. He didn't seem to notice it, or he wasn't showing he did. By this time, I relaxed completely. He leaned his cheek against mine and whispered - "I'll get up and let you go now. Please, don't try to run or fight me." I thought about how easily I could beat the crap out of him once he lets me get up. He seemed strong, but no too strong. I felt encouraged, I've fought on the streets for a few times, and proven my training to be useful. My Tai Chi instructor has always considered me to be his best student. I decided to not let him get his way with me, at least not that easily. As soon as he was up on his feet, I jumped up and threw a punch at his face, which he nonchalantly avoided. I started punching and kicking but that only lasted about 5 seconds before I got my hand twisted and pressed against my back, as he held me by my throat firmly, yet carefully not to hurt me. He leaned to me and whispered into my ear - "Truculent, I like that." I instantly replied back - "Please, don't hurt me. What did you expect, I wouldn't try? It wont happen again, I promise." I still couldn't get to see him. Only when he laid me down onto my back and leaned over, I could catch a glimpse of his silhouette. The moonlight helped a bit. He was about 6 feet, athletic build, not older than 25 or so. He sat between my legs with his knees pressed over my thighs. He leaned down and smelled my neck, before letting out a light "mmmmm". He smelled nice, too. When he touched my cheek with his own, I could feel he shaved not so long ago, and I could smell his aftershave. Brut. He lowered his lips onto mine and gently kissed me. I couldn't resist kissing him back. He seemed surprised a bit when he lifted his face and looked at me. My eyes were slowly accustoming to the darkness and now I could see, still barely, his facial lines. I noticed the light smile on his face before he kissed me again, this time not hesitating to use his tongue a bit, as he started rubbing my left boob and my outer thigh. I replied with my tongue and squirmed just a little bit. He broke the kiss and moved his lips to my neck. That's when I saw the girl in the mirror on the ceiling, looking down at me, being kissed and caressed. I threw my head back a bit as he circled the tip of his finger against my left nipple and moved his right hand to my inner thigh, kissing his way down to my chest, between my breasts. The he traced back with his tongue, over my neck to my chin, gently bit on it then kissed my lips again, deeper this time. I slowly lifted my hands and I noticed he paid attention to them, probably being careful because I might have just grabbed something from the table beside my bed and hit him on the head. But instead, I wrapped my arms around his neck and spread my legs a bit. He moved down to kiss my chest again, and then he directed his lips to my right boob. As he kissed around my areola I sighed a bit, and when he kissed my nipple and flicked his tongue at it, I held my breath, letting out a long, shivering sigh after he took it between his lips and gently sucked on it. He slowly slipped his hand into my panties and slid it down my crack. Neither of us were surprised it was warm and moist already. He rubbed his hand against it before he felt my throbbing button, to which I responded with a loud, sharp gasp and a long moan, running my fingers through his hair as I shivered. After a few minutes of having him sucking on my nipple and just touching my clit, I murmured - "Please..." All he did was sucking on my erect nipple, and then he pressed his fingers against my clit harder, making me moan - "Mmmmmmmmm" He started nibbling on my nipple gently, parting my folds with his fingers and slipping one of them in between, rubbing it up and down slowly, before he found my entrance and slid into it, pressing his thumb against my clit hard. I almost screamed out of pleasure. He started sliding his finger in and out of me slowly, before adding another one, then another one. I felt my pussy throbbing and pulsating, clamping around his fingers. Then he pulled them out slowly, keeping the tips inside, bit hard on my nipple and shoved them back into me, making me arch my back and letting out a long, loud moan - "AHHHHHHHHH" as he started thrusting his fingers in and out of me hard and fast. I was panting hard and couldn't get my eyes off the image on my ceiling, seeing myself wiggling and trashing with my eyes and my mouth wide open. I felt a strong orgasm building up and he saw it too. He pulled his fingers out of me and quickly positioned himself between my legs with his head dug into my crotch, his fingers spreading my pussy open for his tongue to ravish it. He sucked and licked me on the inside, rubbing my clit with his fingers and occasionally kissing and sucking on it. I moaned louder and louder. I felt the tingles flowing through my entire body, I felt my pussy starting to contract more often and more intensely, I felt my nipples stiffen, my breathe getting perforated more and more as he drives me crazy with his fingers, and right before I climaxed he covered my pussy with his open mouth and started sucking like a thirty beast as I scream out through a mind shattering orgasm like I've never had before, making me almost pass out. And he just sat there between my legs sucking the life out of me as I squirt stream after stream of my juices out, into his insatiable mouth. For a few minutes I lay there panting, struggling for air, unable to do nothing more than whimper of satisfaction and exhaustion mixed together, while he was down there, happily lapping and sucking and licking me clean until I finally regained my consciousness. He then gave my sore clit the last lick and a kiss, before crawling up to me, kissing me tenderly and softly as we wrap each other in our arms, falling asleep with our lips pressed together...
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This is my first erotic story, please review. This is a story about two people, 18. The names of the people in the story are changed to protect identities. My name is Jason, and I am a senior in high school. I have a lot of friends, and I'm about to have a couple better ones... So I ride the bus to school. Even though I have a great car, and a KTM 200 EXC that I can ride on the road, I just like seeing my friends everyday. Recently, I have started driving to school. Now one of my friends, Kell, is a junior but she's 18. Don't ask me how, but she is. I love my girlfriend. Her name is Bailey, and she is very open about relationships. As long as it's no strings attached we can fuck whoever we want. We have been together for about 3 years and we've gone through a lot. We had a pregnancy scare, but now we are good. She is about 5'6", with 36D tits and the most bubbly ass you could ask for. We are a great couple and have a lot of fun. Now I'm not bad looking. I'm 6'4", and I'm muscled. I've got a 6 pack, and I've won state at wrestling my junior and senior year. I'm about 8.5 inches Long and 2 inches thick. I've been an open bisexual since my freshman year. Now back to Kell. She is about 6', one of the star basketball players. She has brown hair, and a beautiful face. She has 38DDD tits, and an ass to love. We have flirted a couple times, but nothing more. I've had a suspicion for a while that she wanted more, but didn't know for sure. This was as good a time as any to find out. Recently, I have been bored with the public transport system. It's annoying and hot, and now I have permission from my parents to drive to school. Kell notices this, and asks me desperately for a ride, because she doesn't have a car. I joke around for a while but agree to take her. "So I'll pick you up at 630?" I ask. "Yeah sure. That otta work." Man she is so hot. I don't know how she does it. It's the 2nd week of May, and she's wearing jean shorts and a cut up t-shirt. It's the next morning, and I'm sitting in her driveway. She finally comes out, scrambling around. To my surprise, she's still in her Pajamas, if you could call them that. She has a torn t-shirt, that you can see a black lacy bra through, and a pair of boxers on. "Damn Kell, didn't realise you were going skimpy on pajama day!" I was always a bit more snarky than normal with her. Part of the flirting. "Oh shut up. You mind if I change? I would have normally been ready but I had a rough night." She replies with ease but she looks shaken up. I'm not sure where to go with this. "What do you mean? Did you and Brad fight?" She looks almost sick. "Ya... I walked in on him with Riley.... I screamed "ITS OVER" and walked out." Wow. That wasn't shocking. Her boyfriend brad, was a pussy. He did as many girls as he could. I never caught him in the act, but I knew from rumours. "Girl, you are better off without him. Come here. Let's go to the coffee place." I know the owner of our local coffee shop, and she is married to the principal. I knew we could take the day off here and no one would guess. I bring Kell in through the back, and signal to the owner. She smiles. She's always liked me. I saved her shop from being robbed a couple years ago. To be honest he wasn't much if a fight. Kell walked in and immeadiately asked for coffee. I got up to make some. "Are you sure you are ok?" I ask. "Yeah I'll be fine. I was gonna end it anyways." She looked shaken up, but I think she'll be alright. The owner comes back in the room, and brings us our coffee. I have a Mochachino (basically a frappe with less coffee) and she had a milkshake with "A Shot in the Dark" espresso shot in it. We sip our coffee, and make small talk as the awkwardness kicks in. "So..... How are you and Bailey?" I hear a hint of resent in the voice, almost longing. "We are good! I'm thinking about getting her a promise ring. I still have to go to her dad, but I think it will work out. We still have that agreement going on. I think she's going to "hang out" with Andy later today." Andy was one of my good friends, and I trust Bailey with him. Red hair, 6'3" just a good guy. "So, do you feel like "hanging out"? I'm not the most attractive girl but I try." Ok. Wasn't expecting that. "Um, are you sure? I'm not trying to offend you but you just got out of a bad relationship." Breathe. You got this. "Yes. I want you to fuck me." Holy shit. Didn't expect that. "Okay, when do you want to?" In hindsight I don't know if that was the best thing to say, but fuck it. "How about tomorrow? I could use some time to get myself together today." ****** Ugh. Sociology. This stuff was annoying. Last class of the day, and I was just beat. Glad I had something to look forward to, but Professor Dunkleman was being a bitch. Yeah. That's her real name. "JASON!" Oh shit. Not this again. "Yes Professor Dunkleman?" Here it comes. "Please explain how criminology is part of the sociology subject." I hate criminology. Stupid shit. "Criminology fits in because it is the study of how to perform the perfect crime, but for justice purposes. Most of this is from the human behavior pattern." I see the dumb look on her face and know I've won. ***** I'm standing at Kell's locker, and all of the sudden Brad comes up to me. "What are you doing Jason?! That's my girl you asshat." Now Brad is a rather small dude. He's the running back for the football team. "Last I checked, she found you fucking Riley. So I would back up." I saw a glint of fear in his eyes, one of the benefit of Psychology. "Really. I should back up. I think you should seeing as that's my girl." Suddenly Kell gets angry. "You fuck off, you cheating, lying dick. We are done." And then, SLAP! Now Brad is angry. "You ungrateful whore! I'll kick your ass to high hell!" Ok. That's across the fucking line. "Brad, if you lay a hand on her I will personally throw you through a wall." I said it calmly, but with menace. The walls in the school are thin, wooden. Easy to break. "Jason, stay out of this. I'm going to teach this bitch a lesson." CRACK! SLAM! Well he went through a wall. I stopped his fist inches from her face, and them shoved him through the wall. "Oh lord. Jason, what'd you do." I turn around and see my best friend, Kate, staring at the damage. "Just cleaning up a mess." She could tell that I was pissed and didn't press it further. "Kell, let's go. I'm done with this piece of shit." ~~~ Kell's house, later that day... ~~~ "I'll be out in a minute Jason, just gonna do some last minute preparations." I like the sound of that. I just nod. I'm kinda nervous, as I haven't really been close to her in this way. Then she comes out. Wearing a matching black bra and panty set. Her tits were bursting out of the top of her bra, and her ass looked amazing. "Well, stop standing there, let's fuck." I get up quick, and launch into a kiss. It starts slow, and then we speed up. She tear off my shirt, running her hands through my hair and all about my chest. She starts to kneel down, and realizes just how big I am. "Holy shit, I've never had one this big. Brad was 5 inches, tops." I smirk at that. I'm not the biggest, but I'm definitely not small. She unzips my jeans, and my dick bounces out and smacks her in the face. She looks at me for a second, and just stares. As soon as she starts giving me head, it feels amazing. She knows how to give head! She keeps going, and eventually is deepthroating me like a pro. She moans, and does as much as she can to make me cum, which I promptly fill her mouth with. I'm not even dazed by the sudden orgasm, and she isn't either. I tear her bra off, devouring those great tits. They are soft, but firm and perky. Everything you could ask for. I eventually work my way down to her pussy, and she tastes like honey and sugar. I go harder, fingering her and licking her clit, until she cums all over my face. I then pull her down. We lay there for a moment recharging, and I say "I'll be gentle at first. It's gonna hurt." All she does is smile and nod, too tired to do anything else. I slowly push into her, and damn. She is so fucking tight. She squeezes my dick in all the right ways, and starts pushing more of me down on her. She stops when I'm about 3/4 the way in, and just sits there for a sec. "Can I start going faster?" She nods and says "Go as fast as you want. I want you to fill me with that big dick of yours! Fuck me hard. Don't stop." While all of this is happening , I'm on the verge of passing out, seeing as she is clenching as much as she can. I see stars, and we both scream in pleasure, cumming at the same time, and I fill her up with my cum. I pull out, and there is a loud "POP" from my dick and her pussy. She gets up, and immediately pushes me into a 69 position, and I start lapping away while she cleans me off. After we both cum another time, we collapse against each other, reeking of sex. My mum would assume I stayed with Bailey or Kate, so I would be good for now. Kell's parents weren't home, so we fell asleep, on a Friday afternoon until about 2 in the morning. We talked for a while about Brad, and planned some future threesomes with Kate and Bailey. To be continued....
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This is our first part of our first story, this is just a bit of a preview. Please rate us good and leave nice comments :). Naughty Lily I never was a very shy person, but what happened last month was truly surprising to me. I study surgery in a University close to my house, and instead of the usual girls you see in such a University, the girls here were very pretty. Never before I’ve seen that many beautiful girls. One girl in particular keeps catching my attention: Lily. She has beautiful blonde hair with gorgeous green eyes. She always wears a skirt which is way too small for her big ass, and a very small shirt which shows almost half of her boobs. I didn't dare to look to her until a few weeks after she arrived when she became my partner for a report. When we were working we didn’t talk at all and I thought she was very shy but that was in contrast with her clothes. When she bent over to pick up her bag, one of her boobs popped out of her bra. To my surprise her nipple was erected. She quickly put her boob back in her bra and looked away ashamed. I decided to say nothing more about it and returned to work. However my huge boner i got was clearly visible, I excused and went to the toilet to jerk off. When I came back she was constantly looking at my shirt. After a while I looked as well and saw that there was still cum on my shirt. I blushed and mumbled: ’I was ehm...’ She interrupted me saying: ‘spare me the details please,' then she took a tissue out of her bag and slowly cleaned the cum of my shirt. She accidentally touched my penis in the process. I didn’t know if she knew she was touching my penis but I instantly had a boner again. She pulled back her hand and looked surprised, now I did know for certain that she knew she had touched my penis, partly because it had risen up to my belly button . I tried to apologize but she put her finger on my mouth and said: ’you don't need to.’ Then her hand reached down and started to massage my balls. I started sweating heavily because she was the first girl who had touched me. She then asked: 'can I take it out?' Within a second my pants were off and I was struggling to get my underwear off. We started kissing while I was half naked, and my cock was touching her stomach again and again. She pushed me on the ground and took off her shirt. She sat on my stomach and put my hand on her bra. Then she whispered: take off my bra, sexy boy. I hesitated for a second but then I ripped of her bra, revealing her beautiful C-cup breasts. They had a tanned colour and her nipples clearly pink. I immediately took them in my hands and stroked them. She noticed I got turned on even more, and she bent over putting her breasts in my face. I gently started to lick one of her nipples. After I had sucked on her other nipple she went down to my cock. She grabbed my balls and began to lick them while she was giving me a hand job. I never felt so good in my life. She went up to my cock from the bottom to the top. My cock was now about 11 inches. She then put my whole cock in her mouth, up until her throat. It felt like a warm, moistly ring was around my cock. It was the greatest feeling the world. She was playing with my dick with her tongue and touching the top of it with her tongue once in a while because she discovered I loved that. She noticed I was close to my climax and stopped sucking. She removed my cock from her mouth, positioned her ass to my face and placed my cock between her beautiful tits. I took off her string and stared at her wet pussy. I never licked a pussy before and said to her: ‘you know it’s my first time right?’ She turned around smiling and responded: ‘For everything is a first time.’ This gave me enough confidence to give it a try and I put my tongue against her pussy. First licking her out labia and inner labia only to realise the clitoris was the best spot. I took it in my mouth and played with it. I made circles with my tongue around her clitoris, of which she responded with a moan. After a few more play sessions she had her orgasm and her fluids poured over my face. This made my come as well and I shot my whole load in her mouth and onto her face. She was about to swallow it all when I heard someone had opened the door. I thought astonished: we are still at school. L
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This is our first part of our first story, this is just a bit of a preview. Please rate us good and leave nice comments :). Naughty Lily I never was a very shy person, but what happened last month was truly surprising to me. I study surgery in a University close to my house, and instead of the usual girls you see in such a University, the girls here were very pretty. Never before I’ve seen that many beautiful girls. One girl in particular keeps catching my attention: Lily. She has beautiful blonde hair with gorgeous green eyes. She always wears a skirt which is way too small for her big ass, and a very small shirt which shows almost half of her boobs. I didn't dare to look to her until a few weeks after she arrived when she became my partner for a report. When we were working we didn’t talk at all and I thought she was very shy but that was in contrast with her clothes. When she bent over to pick up her bag, one of her boobs popped out of her bra. To my surprise her nipple was erected. She quickly put her boob back in her bra and looked away ashamed. I decided to say nothing more about it and returned to work. However my huge boner i got was clearly visible, I excused and went to the toilet to jerk off. When I came back she was constantly looking at my shirt. After a while I looked as well and saw that there was still cum on my shirt. I blushed and mumbled: ’I was ehm...’ She interrupted me saying: ‘spare me the details please,' then she took a tissue out of her bag and slowly cleaned the cum of my shirt. She accidentally touched my penis in the process. I didn’t know if she knew she was touching my penis but I instantly had a boner again. She pulled back her hand and looked surprised, now I did know for certain that she knew she had touched my penis, partly because it had risen up to my belly button . I tried to apologize but she put her finger on my mouth and said: ’you don't need to.’ Then her hand reached down and started to massage my balls. I started sweating heavily because she was the first girl who had touched me. She then asked: 'can I take it out?' Within a second my pants were off and I was struggling to get my underwear off. We started kissing while I was half naked, and my cock was touching her stomach again and again. She pushed me on the ground and took off her shirt. She sat on my stomach and put my hand on her bra. Then she whispered: take off my bra, sexy boy. I hesitated for a second but then I ripped of her bra, revealing her beautiful C-cup breasts. They had a tanned colour and her nipples clearly pink. I immediately took them in my hands and stroked them. She noticed I got turned on even more, and she bent over putting her breasts in my face. I gently started to lick one of her nipples. After I had sucked on her other nipple she went down to my cock. She grabbed my balls and began to lick them while she was giving me a hand job. I never felt so good in my life. She went up to my cock from the bottom to the top. My cock was now about 11 inches. She then put my whole cock in her mouth, up until her throat. It felt like a warm, moistly ring was around my cock. It was the greatest feeling the world. She was playing with my dick with her tongue and touching the top of it with her tongue once in a while because she discovered I loved that. She noticed I was close to my climax and stopped sucking. She removed my cock from her mouth, positioned her ass to my face and placed my cock between her beautiful tits. I took off her string and stared at her wet pussy. I never licked a pussy before and said to her: ‘you know it’s my first time right?’ She turned around smiling and responded: ‘For everything is a first time.’ This gave me enough confidence to give it a try and I put my tongue against her pussy. First licking her out labia and inner labia only to realise the clitoris was the best spot. I took it in my mouth and played with it. I made circles with my tongue around her clitoris, of which she responded with a moan. After a few more play sessions she had her orgasm and her fluids poured over my face. This made my come as well and I shot my whole load in her mouth and onto her face. She was about to swallow it all when I heard someone had opened the door. I thought astonished: we are still at school. L
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I felt sore all over. No woman had stayed overnight at my apartment in years. Shelly did it on accident but it felt strange. It felt strange to feel even if I mostly felt the bruises from Diane. As much as I wanted to feel, I didn't want to feel this. Shelly left the front door open so I looked down the hall to make sure no one could see me. I dropped out of bed. It took a few seconds to pull my pants on. The absurd thoughts you think at times like those. I remember wondering if I should keep a newspaper in the house so I could use it as a prop when I went to shut the door. A spring on the door to keep it from staying open would have helped more. I shut the door and walked over to my computer. A huge heat wave threatened Greece. I closed out the browser and opened up my e-mail. Fired off a quick note to my boss saying I'd be in an hour late. No real reason. The sun woke me up a half hour earlier than I usually woke anyway. I just didn't want to go. I didn't want to see Diane. I didn't want other people to see me in this state even if they couldn't tell. I turned on the coffee and climbed into the shower. The cold water gave me a jar. The warmth highlighted every bruise and sore muscle. My dick felt like a pathetic skin tag dangling uselessly between my legs. The scent of coffee wafted its way into the bathroom. I sighed as the pain melded into the background radiation of my life. The next hour passed and I found myself at work. I'd missed a weekly meeting I never gave two shits about and my boss came over to fill me in on what I'd missed. I think he mostly wanted to chat and ignore other things. "You should come to the green with us on Friday," he winked. "There's this girl at the bar who--" He looked around and whispered, "I swear to god wears her bra and pants one size too small. If she's wearing panties, they're the best damn panties I've ever heard of." I laughed. "I sold my clubs with my convertible." "Oh, come on, man. You've got to get some kind of life. You look like you've had a boxing match with a box of kittens." My phone buzzed in my pocket and I flinched. "Anyway, you can borrow my clubs if you want. Hell, I'll sell you my old ones. By which I mean give you my clubs and tell my wife I sold them and drank the proceeds. She'll be so happy they're out of the garage she might give me a blow job." "I'll think about it." "Oh, come on, you always say that." My phone buzzed again. "Well, I really will think about it this time. How about that?" I smiled. He slapped my arm. "That's my boy. Who's that texting you anyway? Hot date?" He raised his eyebrows. I laughed. "I'd love to kiss and tell but not in the office, ok?" He grinned. "Alright. Now you definitely have to come to the club. I'll let you get back to the hot secret lover." It sounded like he didn't need to go far. I guessed he went to give Jim the same routine. I could never tell if Harry would ever cheat on his wife. Just that kind of guy. I pulled my cell out of my pocket and opened up my texts. Diane had sent both messages. The first was a picture of me holding my cock. I looked so confused in the pic. The second message said to get my pasty white ass to the bathroom on the second floor. I turned the phone on vibrate and stuffed the phone in my pocket. I considered ignoring the texts. I wondered what she would do. I didn't really want to know. I locked my computer and walked to the stairwell. Claire sat typing away at a rapid fire pace. I hoped she never sent me any of her communications but sometimes wondered if she really just wrote steamy romance novels all day. I passed her cube and turned a dark corner. I knocked on the bathroom door and heard Diane say, "Oh come on, you putz." I opened the door, stepped in, and locked it behind me. Diane leaned back on the toilet with her hands between her legs, rubbing rapidly. It took a moment for me to realize she had tossed her underwear aside. "Jesus," I gasped. "Don't tell me you've never seen a woman jilling off before," she closed her eyes and focused on her clit. I hadn't. Not this way at least. Her thin dark hair peeked between her fingers. I noticed my cock press against my pants and unbuckled my belt. I let my pants drift toward the floor and then realized I would have to take my shoes off. I pulled them off and stepped out of my pants. I soon stood naked in front of Diane, who had left her top on. I walked over. My dick bobbed in the air above her. I realized there wasn't a good angle to fuck her from. "Don't be in such a rush," she reached her hands above her pussy. I knelt down and her gorgeous dark lips stared up at me. My knees popped and ached when I bent down and knelt between her legs. I pushed her lips aside and rubbed her clit. She smelled musky and I caught a scent that smelled like cum. I figured she hadn't showered since she had fucked me. Her nub felt wet and sticky. She twitched beneath my touch. I slipped my middle finger into her, palm up, and used my other fingers to hold her lips apart. I licked up and down both sides of her lips. She tasted like salt and faint vinegar. I reached my other hand up an rubbed her breast. She hadn't worn a bra. As long as her nipples didn't show, I guessed that worked alright for her. It definitely worked for me. A few moments later, she smacked my hand down. I steadied myself with my hand against her naked hip. I took her clit between my lips and pressed against her g-spot with my finger. She grit her teeth and pressed my face against her crotch. Her button grew harder than I had ever felt a nipple grow. The twitches in her legs grew. Diane pulled her legs together and squeezed them against my head. I felt the heat rise in my head. Her body felt almost cold around me. My hand involuntarily slid off her hip and I braced myself against the toilet with both hands. She grunted and squeezed my head in a slow throbbing pulse. "Good boy," she said. Diane held my head between her legs for a minute longer and then let me go. I stretched out on the floor. With her, even vanilla stuff turned a bit scary. She hopped off the toilet, grabbed her phone, and pressed a button. I didn't hear the click I anticipated. She set the phone back on her pants and pushed me onto my back. Diane climbed on my cock and sat up. She stayed still. I knew better than to move. A key clinked against the lock and I panicked. If someone found us in here, I'd be out of a job and probably never able to get another job. I didn't have anywhere to go, though, and Diane flashed murder in her eyes. I stayed perfectly still. I saw Claire walk in from the corner of my eye and held my breath. She might be nearing retirement but I didn't think her sight had gone enough to keep us safe. "Oh, he is lovely. I wish I'd gotten a chance to see his member in person though," Claire giggled. She locked the door behind her. Diane grinned and slipped off my dick. The old woman smiled and sighed. "Old enough to have some character, young enough to get as hard as a rock." She reached down and grasped my cock. "Good thing I'm getting the other end. I don't think he's going to last that long." "Probably not," Diane smirked. "I gave him a pretty good head start." Claire pushed her shoes off and shimmied her underwear off. I had seen "granny" panties before but I didn't think anyone actually wore them anymore. She grabbed my cock again and brushed my nose with her underwear. I found myself fascinated with the idea of smelling her but simultaneously afraid. I held my breath for a moment and then inhaled. Her underwear smelled like laundry that sat in a drawer too long. It had an unmistakable scent of wetness and a hint of urine. Diane pulled her hand gently away from my dick. "Don't get too excited, Claire. I drained him pretty good last night." "Aw, poo," she left her underwear on my nose and lifted her dress off. Her breasts pressed against a bra that showed off little if anything. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her breasts were big and swung haphazardly. Her nipples seemed to have a mind of their own. She pulled the underwear off my face and dropped them on my dick before grabbing her right breast and pressing it against my mouth. I sucked her nipple and tasted a little aloe lotion. I reached up and cupped her boob. "Oh, you're far too gentle. You've got to help a girl out, you know." Claire grabbed my hand and grasped her breast tight. I took the hint and held on like her breast was a football. I nibbled at her nipple, brushing my teeth against her areola. She reached her other hand between her thick thighs. I hadn't managed a glimpse of her pussy yet. It held a wild fascination. I had never imagined seeing this much of her. That one last secret place enchanted me. The idea of it had my cock in pain. Diane flicked my balls hard. I winced. "I know he's your conquest, Dee, but really?" She laughed. "You'll thank me if he lasts long enough." She flicked both of my balls at the same time, harder than I would have imagined she could. I flinched. "If you say so, dear. I think I'm ready," Claire said. "Ok." Diane squirmed back on top of me and slid my dick into her pussy. Claire pulled her breast away from my hand and crouched over my head. I stared straight at her grey and hairy cunt for a long moment while she grasped both sides. She lowered herself onto my mouth. She tasted surprisingly sweet. Her labia were so soft I could barely tell she had any. Her bush pressed against my nose and itched. I stuck my tongue out and searched out her clit. Her breasts hung above my head and blocked out most of the light. She twisted her hips side to side, pressing harder against my face. She moved her hips a little higher and pressed her clit against my tongue. I focused as much pressure as I could against the little nib. Claire gasped. Memories of every hushed bit of gossip I'd heard her telling others washed over me. I felt myself blush. Diane moved slowly against me, squeezing my cock in an insistent rhythm. Claire thrust insistently against my head. She squeaked with every push. "Oh, Mike. You've got one hell of a tongue." The heat of embarrassment hadn't left my face yet. Sweat from her belly combined with the sweat already gathering on my head. She grabbed my hair in her hands and pulled her weight onto my face. Claire pressed my head hard into the tile floor. My head ached and I felt starved for air. Still, I reached up and massaged her ass. "Keep going, dear. That's quite nice. But if you stick your finger in, I'll shit on your chest." She had the biggest ass I'd ever had my hands on. I kneaded for all I was worth as her wetness made its way down my nostrils. "Alright, Dee. Are you going to let me fuck your toy?" Diane laughed and smacked Claire's ass and caught a few of my fingers in the process. "Yeah, I suppose." She slid off me and sat beside the door. Claire leaned back and I could see her smile between her breasts. She climbed off me and held me down by my shoulders. She reached her left hand down to my cock and guided it between her hairy lips and into her thick pussy. Her tits brushed against my chest while she adjusted her position. She pulled my hands up to her tits and I held them tight. She slid slowly up and down my cock like she was polishing silverware with her crotch. Her belly pressed against mine. Claire ground against me saying, "Oh yeah," every time. My cock grew tense and painful. "That's right, my beautiful boy," she reached down and put her hand on my cheek. "Come for momma." I realized then that she was more than old enough to be my mother. I closed my eyes and came. She rode against my cock harder and faster until she grunted and pressed her chest against mine. I opened my eyes and she starred into them, face to face. Then she kissed me once, stood up, and wiped her crotch with a wad of toilet paper. Diane slid her panties and capris on. She pulled her shoes from behind the toilet and strapped them on. Diane helped Claire hook her bra back on and Claire slid her dress over her head and gave herself a once over in the mirror. She stepped into her shoes and followed Diane to the door. They left me to clean up the rest by myself. I locked the door when Claire walked out. It took five minutes of scrubbing my face with damp paper towels before I felt somewhat presentable. From the neck up, anyway. When I looked down, a few of Claire's long grey pubes stared up at me. I picked them out and tossed them in the toilet. I couldn't tell if I still smelled like her so I gave my crotch a good rub down before I pulled my underwear and pants on. That's when I found her underwear still on the floor. I didn't know what to do with them so I stuffed them in my pocket and put my phone on top of the pile so I wouldn't forget and accidentally pull them out the next time my phone buzzed. I felt tempted, if only for a moment, to step into her cube and drop the underwear in her desk drawer without saying a word. I doubted that would turn out well. I walked past her cube like we never did anything at all and our most intimate experience together was me eating one of her famous cupcakes. Back at my computer, the email had piled up in my absence. "Where have you been--Oh, god. You look like hell, Mike." "Yeah. I think it's food poisoning." "Why don't you head home. Take the rest of the day off." "Sure thing, boss." I hit send on my last email of the day and walked out of the building. The dull throb of the bus engine lulled me to sleep in a few minutes but my phone buzzed. I jumped in my seat and then reached for it. I wondered what Diane sent this time. I unlocked the phone and opened my messages. A picture of Claire's clit stared up at me. She had taken it from her desk chair and I could make out some of the fliers she had tacked to the back of her cube. She held her lips apart and her little pink clit stood out firm. She put a caption on the picture. "Bet yr glad u took my panties now ;) We should get 2gether some night w/o D Im not so rough XOXOXO." I didn't know how I felt about that but the bus slowed to a halt and I got off at my usual coffee place out of habit. The lunch crowd had tapered off. Two baristas scrubbed tables in a frenzy while the one behind the counter slowly processed orders for the three people in line ahead of me. I let my eyes rest on some bottle of peppers no one ever intended to open and my mind went blank for a few minutes. The barista had to wave to get my attention. I ordered some coffee and sat down with it. I couldn't guess how much time passed, but Gabriel wandered in and jumped back in surprise at seeing me. "Hey there, Gabriel." "Oh, Mike," she frowned. "Do you spend all your time here?" I could see red under her eyes and puffy bags like she'd been crying. "No, just had a rough day at work and my boss let me off early." "Oh," she sat down. "Is everything alright?" She didn't say anything for a minute and I wondered if she would. Tears rolled down her face and she cried. "I don't think I can take it any more," she sobbed. I reached for her arm. The first time I had touched her but it felt so melancholy. "What's wrong?" "My papa, he beats me sometimes. I never know when it's going to happen. I thought it was over now that I'm older but he beat me again today." That explained her long sleeves. I stood up and moved to the seat beside her. I hugged her tight. "I'm sorry, Gabriel. Is there anything I can do to help?" She cried for awhile without answering. "Not unless you know a place I can stay." It took a moment for me to realize what she had suggested and a moment longer for me to realize that I did have a second bedroom in my apartment. I didn't want to seem like a lecherous old man. I gave it some thought. It would be hard to keep up with Diane if Gabriel moved in. That wouldn't be such a bad thing. I didn't know how Shelly would react. I might find myself with no bed mates at all but the way things had been going... "Gabriel, I have a spare room in my apartment and you can stay there. It would be your room and I have a lover I guess so I don't want you to feel like you'd have to do anything you were uncomfortable with--" "Oh, Mike," she sobbed. "I know you're not a pervert. I don't want to impose--" "You wouldn't be imposing. I don't use that room for anything." It took us a few minutes to arrange some details. I didn't want teenage boys visiting my apartment. Hell, I didn't want men visiting at all. We set some ground rules. She headed home to tell her mom and grab some things and I headed to the apartment to make sure the room wasn't a total sty.
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When I got home, I stuffed Claire's underwear at the bottom of my sock drawer and changed into clean clothes. If so many things hadn't been going on all at once, I would have paid her invitation for a future tryst a bit more attention. I had never seen myself as the younger man but that day in the restroom broadened my horizons. As it was, the young woman who had (probably) played footsie with me in the coffee shop was the only one making my dick hard. I had to concentrate and remind myself I'd offered her a room at my place so she could escape her father. Not so I could fuck her six ways from Sunday. I dashed into the guest room and made a spot check of all the drawers. "Fuck, that was a good catch." One of my buddies left some condoms and a packet of lube in the night stand. Both extremely expired. I snatched them out and buried them under some garbage in the kitchen trash. The hotline for pizza delivery had about a fifteen minute wait. Once I placed the order, I had nothing to do but wait. I tried to relax but a thought cropped up. What would Shelly think? I found myself hoping she'd be as ok with a young woman living in my apartment as she had been with Diane fucking me. I dozed off on the couch until the doorbell rang. The pizza delivery guy was in no mood for chitchat, much to my relief. I was a little surprised to see Gabriel sitting on the sidewalk, though. "Hey, Gabriel. Why didn't you ring the doorbell?" "I knocked," she said. Worry tinged her voice. "Sorry. I'm an old man," I mimicked a cane and bad posture. "Come on in." Minus the puffy eyes, she looked like she'd dressed for a semi-casual date. Light make-up and mild lipstick. She stood slowly from the sidewalk and pulled her bag, pillow, and teddy in with her. After a brief tour of the apartment, we sat down and ate the pizza. The awkward pauses in conversation got to me after a bit so I cut on the TV and went out for a smoke after an hour or so. I'd thought about quitting for as long as I'd been a smoker but little escapes like this taught me not to try too hard. Shelly walked up. Wearing more clothes than she usually did for her evenings over. "Hey, Mike. No date tonight?" I laughed. "No, no date. Just a new roommate." She looked a little confused. "Gabriel. Young friend of mine. Her father was beating her and since she's eighteen, I said she could have my spare bedroom." "Oh," she laughed. "Well, as long as you still fuck me ..." "Yeah, not looking to replace you. I already told her I had a lover and you're welcome to meet her if you want." "I didn't really come over for a meet and greet." My heart thudded in my chest. I always assumed the worst but my mind strained to think of anything since she still wanted to fuck me and--maybe I'd gotten her pregnant? "What did you come for?" Shelly laughed. "Always so serious," she grabbed my hand and pulled it to her crotch. Her jeans felt hot and damp. I grinned. "Well, we're going to have to do something about that, I think." She squeezed my hand with her crotch. "Oh, I hope so." My bruised and aching cock swelled and I found myself holding my breath. I kissed her. Shelly laughed. "Don't go getting sappy on me now, Mike." She kissed me back and rubbed her hand against the bulge in my pants. "We gonna go inside ... or give the neighbors a show?" She grinned. "I think your husband would probably hear about it if we did it out here," I said. "Maybe. Some days, I don't really care." The harsh street lights flickered on. Other people went about their business. Some old man looked past us and I heard children shout and run a street over. I knew she didn't love me. She just wanted the sex her husband was too drunk to give her and the idea of hurting him made her hot and wet. Did she wash my cum off before she crawled into bed with him or was she really that daring? I figured one day I'd probably find out the hard way. She ground against my hand a few seconds longer and released me. I pulled my damp hand out of her crotch and we walked inside. "Gabriel, this is my lover, Shelly," I said. She looked up from the television. Her eyes looked like she didn't see anything at all. "Oh." Shelly walked up to the couch and shook Gabriel's hand. "It's nice to meet you. I'm sorry about your dad." "It's ok," Gabriel said. "Well, Mike and I are going to spend some time alone in his room. I hope you like it here. It's not a bad neighborhood." "Thanks." I heard the TV volume go up and realized the sounds coming from my room might make for some awkwardness. I had never fucked anyone louder than Shelly. I followed her beautiful ass and my racing heart and shut the door behind us. "I've never fucked anyone with someone in the next room," she whispered. "This is going to be so fucking hot." Shelly sat down on my bed and unzipped her jeans. She pulled my hand in close and pushed it down her panties. I leaned over her and kissed her deeply while I ran my fingers up and down her shaved pussy. Her pants fell to her ankles and she stepped out of them. "I want him to find your cum in my panties," she whispered. "I want him to wonder if he forgot fucking me and catch a whiff of you and know. Know that someone is loving me the way he's too pathetic to love me." She scared me to my very core. I felt so alive and so on edge I could have screamed or howled and run naked into the night. I snapped her panties off and pushed her onto the bed. Her dripping lips stared up at me for half a second before I knelt down and pressed my mouth against her. My stubble rubbed against her smooth skin. I pushed my tongue between her lips and into the mouth of her vagina. She seemed to vibrate under me. I lapped up and down the sides of her labia while she wriggled beneath me. Finally, she bore down, bringing her clit against my tongue. She grabbed her breasts and moaned. I pressed her hood back with my lips and sucked her nub into my mouth. I flicked her with my tongue. She wrenched underneath me and cried out. "Oh god, what the fuck are you doing to me?" Shelly shouted. I unbuckled my belt and pushed my pants off while rubbing my tongue hard against her clit. Her scent covered my face and I felt like a wolf devouring prey on a cold winter night. She squirmed out of her shirt and tore her bra off. I sat up and pulled my shirt off. She hopped off the bed and pounced on me. I felt a momentary pain in my dick as she shoved it in with all her weight and momentum. I let her grind against it for a minute before I picked her up and threw her on the bed again. I stood over her and pressed my cock into her in one swift motion. My crotch slammed against her again and again as she writhed with reckless abandon. If she hadn't landed in the middle of my bed, she would have cracked her head on something. I reached down and grabbed her breasts. I grasped them hard and hit her again and again with my dick. She screamed in frustration. "Fuck me!" I pushed her farther up the bed and climbed on. My cock slid in her and I pressed myself against her, putting as much pressure on her mound as I could. The hair on my chest picked up every drop of sweat from her breasts they could possibly manage. Her hard brown nipples pressed into me with such urgency every time I thrust into her. She held her breath and pushed her pussy into me. I thrust harder and harder. She roared in my ear. "Fill me up, motherfucker." Her body trembled and she clawed at my back. Great big ribbons of beautiful pain. My dick shook and squeezed out more than I could have thought possible. I kept pressing into the sticky mess until it died away and started to soften. I climbed off her and laid down. "That was the stuff," Shelly said. After a few minutes of heavy breathing, she reached for her panties and dried my dick off with them. She took the crotch of the panties and pressed it inside her and wriggled it around until she seemed satisfied. She put the panties on and kissed me. "Thanks, Mike. I know that's not really your thing but I can't even tell you how much I needed it." "Any time," I said. I didn't quite mean it. I didn't get off on being rough like she did but, shit, did I get off. She left her bra behind but put the rest of her clothes on and slipped out of the room. I had a momentary panic thinking Gabriel might spot me splayed out naked on the bed but Gabriel looked entranced by the television. Shelly shut the bedroom door behind her. I crawled off the bed, tossed Shelly's bra into the drawer with Claire's undies and laughed at what someone might think if they went through my burgeoning collection of ladies intimates. I realized I hadn't heard the front door open or close and pressed my ear against the bedroom door. I frowned. Shelly whispered something to Gabriel but I couldn't make it out. A minute or two later, I heard the front door shut and I put my pants on. I walked out of the bedroom and caught Gabriel blushing. I drank a glass of water and jokingly told Gabriel not to stay up too late. The next morning, I got up early, took a shower, and headed into the office. Gabriel had closed her door and I guess she didn't have a reason to be up so early so I probably wouldn't see much of her in the mornings. I felt bad about the night before. I doubted very much she had envisioned quite that night when she accepted my offer. I felt my dick stir as my thoughts drifted into lust. I tried to press it down but couldn't help remember her big breasts pressing against her shirt and her--innocent?--game of footsie. I didn't have a lot to go on there so I felt like a dirty old man perving on some young woman I had supposedly rescued from a bad situation. --- The first hour of the work day went quickly. At about nine, Harry stepped in my cube. "Hey, Mike-o." "Hey, Harry." "Feeling better?" "Yep. Must have just been 24-hour flu." Harry laughed. "You're telling me. Food poisoning will have you feeling like shit for days. Glad to hear you're in tip top shape. I'd hate to whoop your ass on the green if you were feeling green." I had forgotten about his attempts to get me to the course with him. "Nope, I'm ready and willing to get my ass handed to me fair and square." He laughed and slapped my shoulder, "That's the spirit. We leave in twenty minutes. See you then." I fired off a few emails, took a restroom break, and headed to Harry's car. We met Claire and Jim at the course, which took me by surprise. "Haha." Claire said, "I see you've brought reinforcements, Harry. It won't work. I'll beat all of you." "We'll see about that, Claire." I could have predicted the outcome based on that exchange. Claire handed our asses to us and I didn't feel so bad about my horrible score if for no other reason than that I was only a few points away from Harry. Jim came the closest. On our last hole, Claire took two below par and then reached for her cell phone. I felt my pocket buzz on the upswing and nearly muffed the shot. When I got a chance, I checked my messages and saw one from Claire. "Meet u in boys room? ;)" I instinctively looked around to see if anyone had caught my reaction. Jim and Harry were too busy talking about wind velocity and club types. Claire winked at me and flashed her skirt up for a moment. I caught a glimpse of grey hair peaking around a red thong. I texted back saying yes. After we put our clubs in the cars, I excused myself to go to the bathroom and Claire did the same. She kept a decent distance behind me so by the time we arrived, Jim and Harry didn't see that we went into the same restroom. I let myself exhale relief when we stepped in. The restroom had full doors for each stall. Fancier places sometimes did. This one had slats like venetian blinds so you could see out but someone would have to be laying on the floor to see in. Claire followed me in and shut the door behind us. She lifted her skirt and tucked the bottom into the waistband. I kissed Claire. She pushed her thong to the floor. "We don't really have time for the niceties, Mike. If you make me cum with your tongue, I'll make it worth your while later," she grinned. She spread her legs and put her back up against the door. I got on my knees and cursed whatever gods might have been responsible for kneecaps aging so quickly. Her scent melded with the antiseptic cleaner smell of the bathroom. I brought my mouth close to her and she parted her bush. Her clit looked out at me, proud and brave. I wrapped my hands around the back of her legs. I made a conscious effort to breathe through my mouth so her taste wouldn't be marred by the smell of chemicals. I pressed my tongue against the tip of her clit and massaged it firmly. Her sweet musk sent my mind on a lazy walk through a summer field. She grabbed my head and pressed me close. I licked her lips and nibbled them gently before pressing insistently against her nub. Her legs tensed and I had to crane my neck up to keep my mouth pressed against her pussy. The cellulite in her thighs stood in stark relief in my hands and I slid my right hand off her thigh and brought it between her legs. My fingers brushed against her coarse wet fur on the way to her hole. She gasped when I pressed my middle and ring fingers into her pussy. The slats of the door creaked with Claire's weight. She steadied herself against the door frame. Her pussy leaked so much that I nearly found a pool of her juices in my hand. She smacked her palms against the frame and bore down on me. Her thighs clenched against my face and I backed up. My fingers brushed against her hair as I pulled out. After a moment, she grabbed my sopping hand and pressed it to my face. I lapped up every last drop. Claire spread her legs wide and hunkered down. "May as well clean up the rest, Mike. I can't put my panties on like this," she laughed. I saw her point but felt indignant. Toilet paper would have done the job just as well. I found my tongue slurping every spare bit of moisture from her crotch, even squeezing the sticky mess from her bush. When she was satisfied, she climbed around me and drained her bladder into the toilet, flushed, pulled her thong on, and situated it. She put her skirt back in place and smoothed it out. I caught a glimpse of the red strip of fabric between her sagging cheeks and wondered how I found myself in these situations. I assume my desire to pull her thong back down and fuck her from behind, no matter how weirded out I felt, was a factor. I washed my hands on the way out and as soon as we walked out of the restroom, she smacked my ass. My face was nice and red for lunch. Nothing much else happened. When Harry and I stepped in his car, he immediately pestered me for details about the tryst I had alluded to the day before. "Alright, man. It's time to come clean. What were you talking about yesterday?" "One of my neighbors is married to an absolute drunk and she's horny as fuck. For the last few months, she's been coming over to my place and getting her rocks off with yours truly." "Oh, that is fucked up," he laughed. "Is she hot? Young?" "She's a few years older than me. Got some wrinkles and some sagging--" "But she more than makes up for it in ferocity, am I right?" "Oh yeah." I felt like I'd talked it up more than necessary but Shelly did have a ferocious streak in her. Less so than Diane but I didn't want to bring that up. "So, give me some stats, man. I can't imagine the tail you're getting with just those little hints," he laughed. I didn't really feel comfortable talking about Shelly like this but told him, "She's blond, mid-forties, little bit of sag but not overweight at all. Just a little bit of sag. Shoulder length hair." "Mm mm mm. I can see her now. You know if I was her husband, I'd never let that go to waste." I laughed sheepishly. "She's not my wife but I certainly don't." "I know that's right." We talked about golf for the rest of the ride which suited me just fine. The rest of the day passed relatively uneventfully unless you count the texts Claire and Diane sent. Claire sent a pic with her rubbing a golf ball on her pussy and some pics of her in and out of her bra. Diane sent a summons to join her in the bathroom. I found her wiping her ass and worried I'd have my tongue up against her sphincter. She had other plans, though. "Strip and get on all fours," she ordered. I took my clothes off and tossed them on the floor. She pulled her panties over my head again but placed the crotch over my nose this time. Perversely, I thought I must have been a very good boy indeed. She rubbed my asshole with something. I flinched but it didn't sting. It felt goopy and cold. She pressed a finger against my anus and rubbed counter-clockwise. My dick hardened a bit and I wished like anything I could tell it what to do. She pushed her finger in and pressed down. I squirmed. "I've got to keep my boy's prostate healthy, don't I? Can't let mean old Claire have you sucking her pussy with no relief, can I?" "I don't think my prostate is in any danger--ow!" her fingernail scraped against something tender. "Did I tell you you could talk?" "I'm not comfortable with this," I said. I felt almost proud of myself. "You don't have to be comfortable with it. You've just got to unleash your pent up load on the floor," she cackled and rubbed more insistently. I felt her lean over me and suddenly felt indescribable pain. She bit my back. I yowlped and my jizz dribbled out onto the cold tile. "That's right, baby," she picked up the pace and hammered at my prostate for a sold minute. Then, she eased her finger out of my ass and put the index finger of her clean hand into the puddle I'd made. She swirled her finger around and brought it up to my mouth and forced my own seed into my mouth. I felt a little sick at the thought but the taste wasn't so bad really. I just don't ever want to do it again. She laughed. "Oh, it's not so bad, kid. Oh, ha. I guess I wouldn't know." she stuck her finger back in the mess and I heard her slurp at it. "Nope, it's definitely not so bad." She swatted my ass with her right hand--the hand whose finger had probed my asshole just moments prior. Diane washed her hands and slid her panties on. She walked out the door while I tried to figure out the best order for me to clean the mess up. I realized just a moment after the door latched that someone could walk in on me. I tripped on the way to the door but got it locked on my way to planting my face on the cold floor.
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I don't know how I got here. I remember the events but somehow they seem so disconnected from any reality that I can comprehend. I'm forty years old. I work in an office. I support some financial software in a large firm. It's not a very technical role and the work is fairly dull. When I look back on my life before my divorce, it seems like a monotonous pattern of events. Work, come home, eat, shower up. Fuck sometimes. Go to sleep. Lather, rinse, repeat as the shampoo bottles say. I barely remember her name most days. Her memory is like a photo in someone else's house. Blond hair, blue eyes smiling up at me. But like those photos, I don't know her. I've never met her. The final papers came in the mail four years ago. I signed them and put them in an envelope with too many stamps. Not an absurd number. Maybe four. I stuffed the envelope in one of those big blue mailboxes so it the post office wouldn't lose it. Three years ago, I noticed a teenager in a coffee shop. I went in that shop almost every day on the way home. The shop never seemed busy. It must have been early fall or mid spring. The sunlight had started to fade. I don't think anyone would have noticed her at all if the store had been busy. Maybe not even me. She had light brown skin and unruly curls. She didn't look like my type, to be honest. I don't mind a bigger woman but she was bigger than I thought I cared for back then. She wore flip flops and jeans that didn't reach her ankles. Maybe they were supposed to be capris. They weren't high end enough for that. Her shirt had gone through the wash too many times. The barista handed me my coffee concoction and I walked in the direction of the door. Something made me turn around. I walked up to her table. "Hey." She looked up. "What?" "Mind if I sit here?" She frowned and then relented. "Ok, I guess." I pulled out a chair at the opposite end of the table and sat down in it. "My name is Mike." "Gabriel," she said. I sipped my coffee. All the milk and sugar had cooled it down already. "Do you always sit at the only occupied table when a fat ugly seventeen year old is there?" she whispered. Her voice didn't sound like an accusation. Maybe like confusion, fear, and anger. I gulped. "I didn't know you were seventeen and you're not ugly. Not to me anyway. I don't really know why I sat down but it wasn't to try to hit on you." "It's ok. I shouldn't be so angry." "Get angry if you want to. If you think some old guy is creeping on you, then flip the fuck out. I wouldn't judge." The rest of the conversation faded from my memory but I know after a few minutes of awkwardness, I stood up and took my leave. That night, I spotted a neighbor sneak out of her apartment while I smoked on the porch. I nodded to her. She looked so alive. Emotions poured out of every inch of her. A symphony too complex and wonderful to behold. It took a moment for me to realize she wasn't dressed for leaving the house. Her blond hair flicked against the fuchsia nightgown she wore. She looked around and then walked to me. "Hey, Mike." "Hey, Shelly." "Kind of a weird question to ask, but do you mind if I come in?" I pondered this for a moment. The question had the same impact on me as a request for a cup of sugar, I guess. "I don't mind. Let me finish my cigarette and I'll be right behind you." Shelly looked around again before walking into my apartment. It took two more minutes for the butt to burn down to a nub. I squashed it on the concrete and stuffed it in the planter. I walked in my apartment and felt a faint tinge of surprise when I saw her on my couch. I hadn't imagined her visit. She cupped her breasts through the fabric of her nightie. "You came to fuck me?" I asked. "Yeah. I hope that's alright. Pete's drunk off his ass for the fourth time in as many days and I could use a good fuck." "That's fine," I walked up to the couch and put my hands on her waist. I felt the slight hint of that roll a lithe woman gets not with weight gain but with age. She didn't look that much older than me. The skin on her face betrayed a few too many days out on a summer day. She felt mortal and vulnerable. Like we all are, I suppose. I kissed her. It felt awkward because of the angle so I sat down beside her and kissed her again. Shelly reached for my belt and undid it. I noticed a little wet spot on my pants where the tip of my cock fought against my pants and felt a little embarrassment. At least one part of me felt excitement, I thought. I put my right hand around her shoulder and grabbed her breast with my left. I remember thinking she didn't wear a bra and then mentally smacking myself because of course she didn't wear a bra in her nightie. Her breast trembled in my hand. "Are you cold?" "A little. I'll warm up, though," the words sounded like a poorly written soap opera seduction scene. I had become something of an expert at soap operas after the divorce. I kissed her again, more deeply. She tilted her head back and I let my tongue probe her mouth. She unbuttoned my pants and reached in. "I was starting to think you weren't really that interested," she said. "No, I'm very interested." "Ok." She grasped my dick and rubbed the precum down my shaft until she had slathered it completely. The muscles in the small of my back grew tense. Shelly rubbed my cock up and down until I could barely contain it. "Not quite yet," she said. She pulled her hand out and the band of my underwear snapped against my dick. She slid out of my arms and pulled me along to the bedroom. I remember feeling a brief moment of disgust at the messy state of my bed but she pushed the blankets onto the floor without comment and pulled her nightie off. She stood in front of me wearing just a satiny fuchsia bottom. Her brown nipples drew my attention. I wanted her slightly sagging breasts in my hands. I pulled my pants and shirt off. I didn't feel quite ready to have my underwear off but the band irritated me so I slid them off and tossed them to my hamper. Shelly climbed on the bed, legs apart just slightly. I climbed on top of her and looked into her eyes. They looked wild and restrained. I grasped her breasts and massaged them. "Harder," she whispered. "You can do better than that." I gripped them and my cock robbed slightly against her loose fitting bottom. My damp cock pulled her bottom with it as it went along. I leaned down and sucked on her nipple. Both her nipples grew and her legs ached along my back. I bit gently and she moaned. Her back arched and she pressed her breast up against my face. She reached down and pressed my cock against her crotch. I rubbed it against her and felt wet seeping through her bottom. Her heat felt animal and dangerous. I kissed between her breasts once and moved to her other breast. I nibbled slightly at Shelly's nipple and she squirmed against me. She pushed me off and nudged her bottom to the floor. I sat up beside her and reached between her legs. A few days of stubble brushed my hand and I wondered how long she had planned this. Her lips looked so different from my ex wife's. Darker, firmer. Maybe a little longer or maybe I imagined it. I rubbed alongside them. Her juice felt so slick. I pushed her hood and a little pink bit of wonder stared up at me. I knelt down and licked it. Shelly tasted musky and just a little bitter. I put a finger in her pussy and ran over her lips and nub with my tongue. "Fuck me," she said. I climbed between her legs and she grabbed my cock and pushed it in. I adjusted my knees and thrust into her depths. The heat of her felt scalding. Sweat welled up around her mound and when I reached for her breasts, sweat covered the palms of my hands. I set my hands over her shoulders and rocked my hips. She squeaked with every hit of the beat we made. Her chest felt slick against mine. Simultaneously hot and chilly. Every inch of her torso gleamed with tension and faint sunspots. I noticed an aching sensation in my cock and my balls had become wet with sweat and the wetness sliding off my cock. I fucked her harder and faster until her squeaks became shrieks and profanities. My dick trembled and spat cum into her. I kept thrusting and the bed shook. She let out one final scream and exhaled deeply. "That was so good, Mike." "I enjoyed it too," I said. I pulled out of her and rolled over. "This isn't an affair, by the way. I'm just going to fuck you sometimes, alright?" I nodded. When my cock grew cold and soft, she reached her foot up, placed them under my sticky sack and wiggled my cock against my abdomen. After awhile, she sat up and pulled her bottom and nightie back on. I walked out of the bedroom with her. She walked to the door. "You're not going to take a shower?" I saw a sticky mess slithering down her crotch. She looked back at me. "No. If he asks, I'll just tell him he and I fucked. Or maybe I'll tell him you and I fucked," she shrugged. Shelly walked out the door and shut it behind her. I waited five or ten minutes and then put on a robe and smoked another cigarette on the porch.
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I can admit, he was hot. The kind of hot that you see in magazines, hazel eyes, curly hair that was cut short, but still moved in the wind. Hard abs and thick muscle on tan olive skin. Voice deep and seductive, and probably best of all, huge buldge in his pants. Driving with him drove me crazy, even though I never even thought of what would happen... It was a Sunday afternoon, the last driving class I had with him. We were driving down an empty road, minus the few cars that drove past. He was wearing a light blue fitted shirt, sleeves rolled halfway up his arm, hair slightly damp from a shower. I was wearing a white t shirt and denim shorts, barely covering my ass. He was looking straight at me while I drove down the street. "You've done good so far, Katie." He gave me a smirking smile that looked like he'd just finished fucking me hard. "Thank you, Mr. Carman" I replied, accidentally as a whisper. Then, he gently placed his hand on my leg, well, on my thigh. I breathed heavily, his large hand wrapped themselves around my smooth skin, gently squeezing. "You don't mind me, you know, putting my hand here?" He inquired, a humorous expression sat on his face, as if watching me shiver at his touch was pleasuring. "N-nnno, Mr... Car-" he moved his hand across my thigh, and down to my ass, reaching into my tiny shorts. I sighed, as his hand began squeezing, until my ass was moulded into the shape of his palm. He smirked, then slid his hand opposite my ass into my underwear, where he stroked my clit and vagina gently. I moaned. "Ohh..." I cried, as he moved his fingers gently up and down. "Keep driving, Katie" he laughed, and began moving his hand across my clit. I could feel the sore swelling of my clit from his touch, and I shook with pleasure. Driving was getting harder and harder, I couldn't keep my eyes on the road. "Make a right turn here," He whispered, and leaned over to kiss my neck, occasionally biting my ear, whispering tiny moans. I turned right as steady as I could, and parked to the right. He moved his hand faster and faster, and i moaned, hard. "Do you want it, Katie? Why should I let you cum. Stop shaking baby, we have to teach you how to stop your shaking". I was about to cum, so I screamed "yes, yes, please, Mr Carman I want it, please" as I almost reached climax, his hand relaxed, and pulled out. I breathed heavy, trying to regain my strength. "'Not yet. You don't know how long I've wanted to taste that pussy of yours, the way I see your nipples harden when you don't wear a bra, the way you moaned when I touched you, rubbed your clit until you almost orgasmed" he wore a sly, anticipating smirk. In a second, he unbuckled my seatbelt, and threw me into the back seat, pinning me down and pulling off my shorts and underwear. He gently licked my swollen clit, and I cried, and he began wiggling his tongue hard, back and forth across my clit, holding firmly my hips, forcing me into his mouth. I was being devoured, and I moaned with pleasure, it was so good. Before I knew it, I orgasmed. I held in a scream as he moved his tongue quickly around my clit. He suddenly turned me over, and pulled down his pants, revealing a hard, 8 inch cock, ready to explode. I didn't know if it would fit, I was a virgin. I bit my lip, as he traced his cock around my clit and vagina, teasing me. I cried out, "please Mr. Carman" as he glanced at me. "Make me cum... Please" I whispered. He kept his eyes on mine, as he slid his hard big cock into my tiny cunt. I moaned. He moved so quickly, his cock slipped out many times. I could feel my aching cunt closing around his dick, tracing his cock, feeling the curve move in and out of me. I moaned, it felt so good, a tickling feeling tracing my crotch, the same feeling I got when he first touched me. I heard his moan a little, and we breathed heavy into each other's ears. "I...I'm going to make you cum. Cum so hard, you'll be screaming, filled with pleasure, I'm fucking you until you can't walk, and I'll have to drive you home, while rubbing your clit so fast you'll cum all over again. I'll make you scream in pleasure, you'll be so sore, moaning, just you wait." And with that, I orgasmed, moaning so loudly he covered my mouth with his, as I felt the tickle rise into a giant explosion that ran through every inch of my body, feeling the throbbing thrusting of his hard cock in me, as he moaned himself and pulled me into him, so I could feel his dick deep inside me. I cried out, and he began moving so fast, I orgasmed again within seconds. He made me orgasm five times, every one just as good as the other. He enjoyed watching me, the same excited intrigued look that made me shiver, keeping eye contact every time he slid his cock back inside me. I moaned so loudly, it felt so good. He drove me home, with a satisfied look in his eyes. A mile away from my house, he reached his hand to play with my clit, and for the last time that night, I moaned and I orgasmed. I was only 15.
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A few months passed since the first time I fucked Shelly. Or she fucked me. However that goes. If not for the implied danger of fucking a screamer just three doors away from the husband she cheated on, I think I would have gotten bored of it. I still didn't really care. If I felt strong emotion about anything it was about wanting to feel again. Emotions of any sort. I might as well have been at work all day. Speaking of which, around that time, Diane asked me how long it had been since I'd had sex. "Come on, you can tell me. How long has it been? How long has it really been? Don't give me any shit, I'll see right through you." "I don't know," I said. Shelly had come over two nights prior with a vibrating butt plug. I could still feel the vibrating sensation in my waistline from when I fucked her doggy style while the plug was in her ass. "What, you don't want to tell me?" she laughed. "You haven't had sex since the divorce, have you?" I shrugged. "I have." "Uh huh. Sure you have." "Believe whatever you want to, Diane." "Well, you know where to come if you want to alleviate that problem," she said. A smile grew slowly across the dark skin of her face. Her brown eyes twinkled. Fluorescent lights didn't really accentuate her appeal. I tried to smile. Show some sign of life. I had adored her before the divorce. At least I think I did. I vaguely remembered jacking off to the imagination of her naked body. She wandered off and a few minutes later I saw her name in my inbox. She copied me on an e-mail to some group asking for an update on a project. I imagined her typing up that e-mail, her pussy pressed against the office chair. Dampening the fabric of her slacks and soaking through ever so slightly to the chair. I wanted to walk into her cube and wrap my arms around her from behind. Reach in her pants and stroke her clit. She'd moan and then grab her badge from the desk drawer and lead me into one of the locked rooms. My attention snapped back to the computer with another e-mail notification. Corporate discounts at office supply stores. I scowled and deleted the junk. Most everyone in the office leaves early. They get in a little late too. By four o'clock, only a handful of us ever remain unless there's some big project and by the time the janitors come through at quarter to five, I'm usually alone. Diane popped her head in my cube at about four thirty. "Hey." "Hey." "Can I come in?" "Sure, join the fun." She walked in and sat down on the desk. "So, I wanted to apologize. Coming onto you that way is totally inappropriate and joking about your sex life is way past the line." I pushed my chair away from my chair and turned it to look at her. "I wasn't offended. I'm a little oblivious. You have to be blunt with me sometimes. I don't know if you really meant it but I would be interested if you were." She smiled and leaned toward me. "I--" The wheel of the cleaning cart squeaked a few rows down. Diane's breasts jostled as she sat straight up and giggled. She put her hands over her mouth and muttered, "Oh my god." She stood up and leaned over me to grab a pad of sticky notes. Her chest grazed over my face for a brief moment. She pulled a pen out of her pocket and scribbled. She pulled the note off and stuck it on my nose. "Be at that address at seven." She put the rest of the pad in my lap and walked away. I locked my computer and walked to the bus stop. I tried to figure out the timing for the bus schedule and my route to the address she gave me. No matter how I did the math, it seemed like I would get home and then head straight out the door. On the other hand, if I went to my coffee shop and stayed there for a half hour, I'd be just a little early. I hoped they had something other than pure sugar to eat. --- That day, five or six people haunted the coffee shop. I didn't see Gabriel. I grabbed my coffee and some faux artisan bagels. I picked a table in a lonely corner. Gabriel walked up before I got around to my first bite. "Is this seat taken?" she asked. "No, go right ahead, Gabriel." She sat down. She wore a pink halter top and jeans that cut off at the knees. The pink didn't really work for her as a color but the top showed a bit of her cleavage and I felt a little uncomfortable. I shifted in my seat and tried to think of anything else. Her legs came to my perverse mind next. I sipped my coffee. "A bit more crowded in here today," I said. "Yeah. I wondered if there was some sort of occasion." "If there is, no one bothered to tell me about it. I haven't seen you in a week or two. Have you been alright?" "Yes, it was my birthday and my family made a big deal about it. And, of course, they want me to take on more responsibility and since I don't have a job, that means watching my bratty brothers and sister." "Happy birthday," I said. "And sorry about the brats." "Thanks," she sipped her drink. Our conversations in those months had always been punctuated by long stretches of silence. This one felt particularly significant. "Do you have any kids?" "No, my ex-wife and I never got around to it." "You're divorced?" "Yeah." "I don't think I could ever get divorced. I'm afraid of getting stuck in a bad marriage, you know?" I sighed, "Yeah. Divorce can be a lot easier than the alternatives though." "Maybe for you, you're a guy." "I'm not the one who started the divorce process, though." "I'm not talking about that," she said. "I'm talking about the other shit. Moving out, getting a new place, finding a job if you didn't have one. Getting a new one if the one you had didn't pay enough." "Oh, yeah. I see what you mean. Well, you've got a few years before you really have to think about that and if you go to college and have your own career, that part wouldn't be anything you have to worry about anyway." Her chest heaved and I thought I felt her toe brush my foot. A small sense of panic came on. Being turned on by this bigger young woman seemed strange. Not like a black cat walking by twice but still unusual and uncomfortable to my mindset at the time. "Do you think you'll ever have kids?" "I don't really plan on it but I guess we'll see." My phone buzzed and I pulled it out. The time said six and I had a text message from Diane. 'See you soon.' "Oh, shit. I'm running late," I stood up. "Oh, ok." I just barely made the bus on time. I should have been thinking about anything but Gabriel but I couldn't think about anything else. I kept running that moment over in my head. Did she really try to play footsie with me? Two stops away, I brushed the thought away from my head by returning to the fantasy of finding Diane hot, wet, and pussy pressed against the seat of the office chair. I wondered her hair would smell like when I leaned over her to reach for her clit. Would I feel her bra with my chest pressed against her back? The brakes of the bus whined a bit and I lurched forward in my seat. My stop. Her stop, really. I stepped off the bus and walked to where the note said it would be. I double checked the address number written on the curb and then climbed the stairs. Only nine steps, I thought to myself. I felt real trepidation for the first time in a long long time. I hesitated to even touch the doorbell. She lived in a modest sized house in an older neighborhood. The siding had been replaced with vinyl siding and plants grew in big pots on either side of the door. I held my breath and pushed the little round doorbell button. The bell hummed and clanked loudly. I heard steps toward the door and the deadbolt click. The door swung open. I tried to remember if I had ever seen her in anything but business clothes. Her tank top showed off her shoulders and time seemed to stop. "Care to come in?" she laughed. "Yeah. I mean sure." She led me in. "I didn't know what to get for dinner so I got Chinese. Beef Lo Mein and General Tso's. Hope that's alright." "That sounds great," I said. I felt like I should say more but I didn't have more to say. She set the food out on her coffee table. --- "Oh, you did NOT," she giggled. "I totally did. Whole pack of gelatin and some vinegar in his shampoo. And I guess he didn't look at it before he put it in his hair. It didn't really take but he had green splotches in his hair for about two weeks after that." "Remind me never to fuck with your projects," Diane's eyes twinkled. I sighed. "Oh, I'm no where near that rambunctious these days. More than fifteen years later, I think I'm a little boring." "Fah, boring. I'll be the judge of that. That greying thing really works for you." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "You have a thing for older men?" She laughed. "Older? Maybe by five years. You're not exactly robbing the cradle here, Mike." "Well, you certainly don't look thirty-two," I smiled. "Sweet of you to say. You should see me in my granny glasses. In fact--" she reached into a drawer in a end table and pulled out a thick pair of glasses with turquoise frames. Diane closed her eyes and put them on. I laughed. She pulled the glasses off and put them on the end table. "Still want to do me?" "Just as much as ever." "And just how much is that?" she licked her lips. "When I first hired on, I nearly died. I felt so torn. I was married and wanted to be faithful but you were so beautiful. My wife had a girls night out and I laid out on the couch imagining I'd invited you over. I could only dream of what you'd look like without clothes on. Standing in our apartment, waiting for me to lick you. I could almost smell you." "Did you blow your load all over the carpet?" "Mostly all over my stomach but I got a little bit on the couch and it was a pain in the ass getting it off." "Did you feel embarrassed?" I had a feeling she got off on this. "Yeah. My face was red and I kind of frantically scraped it off the couch and ran to the bathroom to clean off my hands. Had to find some kind of cleaner that wouldn't smell up the place." "Did she notice?" "I don't think so. I ended up spilling a soda on the couch and a bit on the floor and then scrubbing it all up." Diane laughed. "Oh, you're a dirty boy," she put her hands in her pants. "Did you ever think about me when you fucked your wife?" "Sure, a few times. When I got home and she was still wearing her business suit, I'd imagine it was you. I closed my eyes and kissed her with my hands around her ass." "Take your pants off?" I stood up and unbelted. I let my pants fall to the ground. "Shorts too," she said. She rubbed herself more insistently. I pushed my underwear onto the floor. My dick stuck up through the front flap of my button up shirt. She pulled her hand out of her pants and wiped her fingers dry on her leg. She reached down to her purse. "Stay right there," she pulled a cell phone out and pointed it at me. I shivered as I heard the shutter click. "Turn around slowly, give me a show." I didn't know what to do to make turning around sexy. I grasped my dick in one hand and stroked it. With my other hand, I put a hand on my chest. Click. I turned slowly. Click. I faced a window. It took a second for me to realize she didn't have the curtain drawn. "Lean over, would you?" I leaned over. Click. "Pull your crack apart, ok?" My chest grew tight. I reached my ass and spread it. Click, click, click. I felt her getting closer. She prodded a finger at my asshole and laughed. I felt my sphincter tense. "You are a dirty boy. I think I'm going to need to clean you. Stay right there." She walked away and returned a minute later. I heard a plastic bottle open and some liquid slosh. A moment later, cool liquid on a bit of paper towel brushed my asshole. I winced. She must have put rubbing alcohol on the towel. Diane held it pressed against my hole tight and it stung more than I had ever imagined. She rubbed and rubbed and then stopped and the bottle sloshed again. She kept cleaning for what felt like ten minutes. My ass grew raw and my dick was painfully hard. I felt red-faced. Intensely uncomfortable and very much alive. She dried me. "Very good," she said. "Sorry to throw you into this like that. Kind of spur of the moment thing." "Yeah, I do like a little warning but this is incredibly hot if a little uncomfortable." "Hold there?" She reached around and grabbed my cock. She rested her face on my left hand and I felt her squirm as she rubbed herself and rubbed me. "Do you like that?" I breathed hard. "Y-yes." She giggled and yanked harder. "Ow," I winced. "Try and be a little more convincing next time," she slid her hand down my dick and grasped my balls. Diane squeezed gently at first and then a little harder. I moaned and gasped with pain. She let my balls go and then smacked them. "Come on, I want to fuck you." She stood up and pulled my hands off my ass. "Let's go. Walk in front of me and leave your shirt behind." I unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall behind me. She pulled on the shoulders of my t-shirt and lifted it above my head. I nearly walked into a wall. She pulled my shirt off and bounced it off my back. "Is it anything like what you imagined it would be like?" she asked. "Can't say that it is." "Better or worse?" she looped her arms under mine and held my head straight ahead. "Different? Way more intense. A little scary at times." She had a four poster bed with an ornate and thick steel headboard. I gulped, imagining myself tied tight to the posts and absolutely at her mercy. Diane leaned me against the bed and let go of my head. She pressed my shoulders down. "Stay," she said. I heard her top and pants fall to the floor and felt the movement as she slid out of her panties. She climbed up my back and put her panties over my head. She positioned the ass crack area right over my nose. "I've been farting all day just hoping for this opportunity." She mounted the small of my back and rubbed her pussy hard against me. I rested against the bed as best I could with a metal bar pressing at the base of my cock. Her panties smelled so strong. I had sniffed panties before but I'd always aimed a little further forward and I never pressed them so hard against my face. My cock grew uncomfortable and sticky. I felt like bruises were forming on it. The feeling of her light bush against the small of my back aroused me in ways I never thought possible. She reached a hand back and smacked my ass hard. I gasped. She smacked me again and ground her pussy hard against me. I swear I felt her hard nub press into me. Diane put her hands in my hair and rubbed for a second before pushing my face into the comforter. She trembled and shook as I struggled to breath. She let go of my head and I lifted my face off the comforter and inhaled hard. Her scent filled my nose and mouth. Diane rested against my back for a moment. Her breasts pressed against my back. Her nipples felt impossibly hard and then I realized she had pierced them. "Stay where you are," she growled and crawled off me. I heard a drawer open and close and she climbed on my back again. She lifted her panties off me and put something around my head. It blocked the light out and she buckled it into place. She climbed off my back and pulled me into a standing position. She turned me around and ran her fingers over my lips. I opened my mouth and tentatively licked them. Suddenly, she stuffed something in my mouth. Her underwear. They tasted faintly of detergent and fart. I nearly gagged. "Oh, don't be like that. I want to hear your pretty grunts when I fuck you." She pushed me back on the bed. This time, the bar pressed against the back of thighs. My ass sat in the wet spot my dick left. Diane climbed on me. She set her soaking pussy just over my sack. She ran her hands slowly along my chest, picking at my chest hair every few inches. She pulled out a few clumps and tears gathered in the mask. My dick popped up. "I'll get to you," she whispered to my cock. My ass felt uncomfortable. She reached my nipples and twisted. I struggled not to jump up. She squeezed and twisted again. I mumbled through the panties. "That's what I like to hear," she laughed and twisted harder. Diane sat up and felt the tip of my dick. She scratched it gently with her nails and pulled it into her pussy. I hadn't even realized how much tension had gathered in my legs. Pain gathered in my abdomen from taut muscles. The warmth of her flooded my cock. I shivered at the temperature difference. She pulled my hands up and guided them to her breasts. They felt so warm and round. I rolled my head back and I could nearly see light. I felt a little blinded. Like I stared into pure energy and emotion. Sweat drenched my hands. I grasped her breasts firmly and tried to move my hips. She rested her hands on my neck and pressed ever so gently. "No, you stay where I put you." She squeezed a bit. Blood rushed to my head and I struggled to breathe. She released my neck and propped herself against my collarbone. She lifted her ass and slammed her wet slit on my cock. I shuddered and she inched her hands up toward my neck. She slammed my dick again and again. I felt afraid to take my hands of her breasts but I struggled to keep them in place while she slammed against me. I felt stiff and unyielding in her as she hammered her pussy over and over again against my rod. I breathed shallow stilted breaths and my chest grew tight. She grabbed my neck and held it tight as she milked every last drop from me. I felt her pussy spasm and she gasped. I grew faint and started to panic. Diane let go of my neck and climbed off me. When I caught my breath, I reached for the straps on the mask. "Nope," she grabbed my hands and put them to my sides. I heard her get up from the bed and put her clothes on. "Ok, now you may take the mask off." I suddenly realized I had never seen her naked. I had fucked someone who I might never see naked. The straps proved too difficult for me to manage in my jittery state so I yanked it off. I left a few clumps of hair in it. "You can sleep on the couch if you want to," she said. "Bed is mine though." I couldn't meet her eyes. I looked at the clock. Still time to make the bus home if I didn't lollygag. "That's alright, I need to get home." I stood up and Diane pushed my ass forward with her foot. "I had a good time tonight, Mike. Maybe it's not your thing but you were a good sport. If there's a next time," she pointed to her sticky crotch, "I might make you clean up after yourself." "Ok," I said. I walked out of her room, my head hung down a little. --- I started to nod off on the bus until my phone buzzed. I pulled it out of my pocket and looked down at a picture of my spread ass cheeks. I blushed and went to my phone settings to find a way to lock it. I didn't want to delete the photo for some reason but didn't want anyone else stumbling on the photo. The walk from my stop lasts about three blocks and I felt embarrassment and nerves every step of the way. I chain smoked to keep my mind off things. When I arrived, Shelly stood on my stoop in a new nighty. Cheetah print if I recall correctly. "Wondered if you were coming home tonight," she said. "Yeah, I had a date, I guess." She smiled and came close to me. "I can smell her on you. What's she look like?" I pulled my phone out of my pocket and pulled up a pic of her and turned it to Shelly. Shelly grinned. "You fucked a black girl? Oh, god. That is so hot." She rubbed her hand against my bulge. "Have you got another ride for me, cowboy?" I felt like I should have said no. I had so little energy and I felt like I had survived a close brush with death but somehow I needed the tenderness. I needed to feel a normal, sensuous, vanilla fuck. I reached between her legs and felt her slit. She squirmed under my touch and kissed me. Her breasts pressed against my chest. "Will you?" I asked. "I'll do you right here if you want," she moaned. "Inside will be just fine," I said. I pulled my keys out of my pocket and unlocked the door. We walked in and didn't stop walking until we reached my bed. She pulled off my shirt and pants and knelt at my feet. She frowned at the sight of my bruised cock. "If people are going to be so rough with my toys, I won't want to lend them out." Shelly licked the head of my cock and it perked up. "I do like the taste of her on you." She took my dick in her mouth and nibbled at the base a little. I felt my dick press against the back of her throat. Her lipstick smudged on me. I felt the warmth return to my body when she sucked on my cock. "That's better," Shelly stood up and slid her bottom off. She pulled her top off and hugged me tight. "I'm going to fuck you so pretty." She led me to the bed and climbed on top of me. Her breasts pressed against my face. she rubbed my cock and stared into my eyes with so much tenderness. Tears welled in my eyes and she pulled my hurting dick between her shaved lips. She slowly rode me and I felt like a broken jar. So surreal and distant. Like I had been dragged kicking and screaming out of my shell and she gathered me back up and put bandages on all my wounds. I breathed hard. She put her hands on my face. I flinched. "Oh, baby," she licked her lips and kissed me passionately. My erection grew painful and if felt sharp when I spurted in her. Shelly crawled off me and pulled my hand to her clit. I rubbed it until she trembled and gasped. I woke up with her arm over me. The sun peeked through the front door. "Shit. Shelly, wake up." She yawned. "I guess I'd better go," she said. "Yeah. I don't feel like another beating today." Shelly rolled out of bed, put her clothes on, and walked out the door.
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I don't know how I got here. I remember the events but somehow they seem so disconnected from any reality that I can comprehend. I'm forty years old. I work in an office. I support some financial software in a large firm. It's not a very technical role and the work is fairly dull. When I look back on my life before my divorce, it seems like a monotonous pattern of events. Work, come home, eat, shower up. Fuck sometimes. Go to sleep. Lather, rinse, repeat as the shampoo bottles say. I barely remember her name most days. Her memory is like a photo in someone else's house. Blond hair, blue eyes smiling up at me. But like those photos, I don't know her. I've never met her. The final papers came in the mail four years ago. I signed them and put them in an envelope with too many stamps. Not an absurd number. Maybe four. I stuffed the envelope in one of those big blue mailboxes so it the post office wouldn't lose it. Three years ago, I noticed a teenager in a coffee shop. I went in that shop almost every day on the way home. The shop never seemed busy. It must have been early fall or mid spring. The sunlight had started to fade. I don't think anyone would have noticed her at all if the store had been busy. Maybe not even me. She had light brown skin and unruly curls. She didn't look like my type, to be honest. I don't mind a bigger woman but she was bigger than I thought I cared for back then. She wore flip flops and jeans that didn't reach her ankles. Maybe they were supposed to be capris. They weren't high end enough for that. Her shirt had gone through the wash too many times. The barista handed me my coffee concoction and I walked in the direction of the door. Something made me turn around. I walked up to her table. "Hey." She looked up. "What?" "Mind if I sit here?" She frowned and then relented. "Ok, I guess." I pulled out a chair at the opposite end of the table and sat down in it. "My name is Mike." "Gabriel," she said. I sipped my coffee. All the milk and sugar had cooled it down already. "Do you always sit at the only occupied table when a fat ugly seventeen year old is there?" she whispered. Her voice didn't sound like an accusation. Maybe like confusion, fear, and anger. I gulped. "I didn't know you were seventeen and you're not ugly. Not to me anyway. I don't really know why I sat down but it wasn't to try to hit on you." "It's ok. I shouldn't be so angry." "Get angry if you want to. If you think some old guy is creeping on you, then flip the fuck out. I wouldn't judge." The rest of the conversation faded from my memory but I know after a few minutes of awkwardness, I stood up and took my leave. That night, I spotted a neighbor sneak out of her apartment while I smoked on the porch. I nodded to her. She looked so alive. Emotions poured out of every inch of her. A symphony too complex and wonderful to behold. It took a moment for me to realize she wasn't dressed for leaving the house. Her blond hair flicked against the fuchsia nightgown she wore. She looked around and then walked to me. "Hey, Mike." "Hey, Shelly." "Kind of a weird question to ask, but do you mind if I come in?" I pondered this for a moment. The question had the same impact on me as a request for a cup of sugar, I guess. "I don't mind. Let me finish my cigarette and I'll be right behind you." Shelly looked around again before walking into my apartment. It took two more minutes for the butt to burn down to a nub. I squashed it on the concrete and stuffed it in the planter. I walked in my apartment and felt a faint tinge of surprise when I saw her on my couch. I hadn't imagined her visit. She cupped her breasts through the fabric of her nightie. "You came to fuck me?" I asked. "Yeah. I hope that's alright. Pete's drunk off his ass for the fourth time in as many days and I could use a good fuck." "That's fine," I walked up to the couch and put my hands on her waist. I felt the slight hint of that roll a lithe woman gets not with weight gain but with age. She didn't look that much older than me. The skin on her face betrayed a few too many days out on a summer day. She felt mortal and vulnerable. Like we all are, I suppose. I kissed her. It felt awkward because of the angle so I sat down beside her and kissed her again. Shelly reached for my belt and undid it. I noticed a little wet spot on my pants where the tip of my cock fought against my pants and felt a little embarrassment. At least one part of me felt excitement, I thought. I put my right hand around her shoulder and grabbed her breast with my left. I remember thinking she didn't wear a bra and then mentally smacking myself because of course she didn't wear a bra in her nightie. Her breast trembled in my hand. "Are you cold?" "A little. I'll warm up, though," the words sounded like a poorly written soap opera seduction scene. I had become something of an expert at soap operas after the divorce. I kissed her again, more deeply. She tilted her head back and I let my tongue probe her mouth. She unbuttoned my pants and reached in. "I was starting to think you weren't really that interested," she said. "No, I'm very interested." "Ok." She grasped my dick and rubbed the precum down my shaft until she had slathered it completely. The muscles in the small of my back grew tense. Shelly rubbed my cock up and down until I could barely contain it. "Not quite yet," she said. She pulled her hand out and the band of my underwear snapped against my dick. She slid out of my arms and pulled me along to the bedroom. I remember feeling a brief moment of disgust at the messy state of my bed but she pushed the blankets onto the floor without comment and pulled her nightie off. She stood in front of me wearing just a satiny fuchsia bottom. Her brown nipples drew my attention. I wanted her slightly sagging breasts in my hands. I pulled my pants and shirt off. I didn't feel quite ready to have my underwear off but the band irritated me so I slid them off and tossed them to my hamper. Shelly climbed on the bed, legs apart just slightly. I climbed on top of her and looked into her eyes. They looked wild and restrained. I grasped her breasts and massaged them. "Harder," she whispered. "You can do better than that." I gripped them and my cock robbed slightly against her loose fitting bottom. My damp cock pulled her bottom with it as it went along. I leaned down and sucked on her nipple. Both her nipples grew and her legs ached along my back. I bit gently and she moaned. Her back arched and she pressed her breast up against my face. She reached down and pressed my cock against her crotch. I rubbed it against her and felt wet seeping through her bottom. Her heat felt animal and dangerous. I kissed between her breasts once and moved to her other breast. I nibbled slightly at Shelly's nipple and she squirmed against me. She pushed me off and nudged her bottom to the floor. I sat up beside her and reached between her legs. A few days of stubble brushed my hand and I wondered how long she had planned this. Her lips looked so different from my ex wife's. Darker, firmer. Maybe a little longer or maybe I imagined it. I rubbed alongside them. Her juice felt so slick. I pushed her hood and a little pink bit of wonder stared up at me. I knelt down and licked it. Shelly tasted musky and just a little bitter. I put a finger in her pussy and ran over her lips and nub with my tongue. "Fuck me," she said. I climbed between her legs and she grabbed my cock and pushed it in. I adjusted my knees and thrust into her depths. The heat of her felt scalding. Sweat welled up around her mound and when I reached for her breasts, sweat covered the palms of my hands. I set my hands over her shoulders and rocked my hips. She squeaked with every hit of the beat we made. Her chest felt slick against mine. Simultaneously hot and chilly. Every inch of her torso gleamed with tension and faint sunspots. I noticed an aching sensation in my cock and my balls had become wet with sweat and the wetness sliding off my cock. I fucked her harder and faster until her squeaks became shrieks and profanities. My dick trembled and spat cum into her. I kept thrusting and the bed shook. She let out one final scream and exhaled deeply. "That was so good, Mike." "I enjoyed it too," I said. I pulled out of her and rolled over. "This isn't an affair, by the way. I'm just going to fuck you sometimes, alright?" I nodded. When my cock grew cold and soft, she reached her foot up, placed them under my sticky sack and wiggled my cock against my abdomen. After awhile, she sat up and pulled her bottom and nightie back on. I walked out of the bedroom with her. She walked to the door. "You're not going to take a shower?" I saw a sticky mess slithering down her crotch. She looked back at me. "No. If he asks, I'll just tell him he and I fucked. Or maybe I'll tell him you and I fucked," she shrugged. Shelly walked out the door and shut it behind her. I waited five or ten minutes and then put on a robe and smoked another cigarette on the porch.
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I am a 21 year old college student working part time at an electronics repair shop in Nagpur. I have an average height, weight and built. Overall I am average physically. But I am an avid reader with a high IQ who also has a degree in Smooth Talk. The name’s Akshay. Most of the story I am about to tell you is true, especially the sex. This story happened during a lazy afternoon in May, at the shop where I was working part time. The temperature outside was 48. It was no better inside as my ass-hole boss doesn’t let me turn on the air conditioner. He says it’s either half my salary or the ac. I was looking out the store hoping for an earthquake which could kill my boss when Babita walked in. Since I was looking at the strong afternoon sunlight outside I couldn’t see her that well at first. But I could still make out that she was around 5’5″, 34-30-34 and definitely a 34 E. She said, “Hi, can you repair this?” and held something in front of me. I took it from her but I couldn’t see it well as my eyes had not fully adjusted to the darkness inside the shop. “Ma’am excuse me, my eyes…I was looking outside and I can’t see well now…” “Oh…” she said smiling, “When I walked into the store I thought you were ogling at me. Haha.” “You must be really beautiful then. It’s a shame I can’t see you right now.” She laughed. My boss didn’t like the flirtation, he gave me the warning “Ahem, ahem.” as usual. I went closer to her and whispered, “Do you have a Strepsil or Vicks? My boss needs it whenever he gets jealous.” She laughed loudly. Her voice was seductive. And now I had started to see. She had a very light skin tone, a round face with sexy red lipstick and a cute nose. She was wearing a light green sari. She had a Mangalsutra (worn by married Indian women) around her neck. Probably in her late 30s. My boss swept in and took the thing she gave me. It was an old tape recorder. He said, “Ma’am this is very old, it can’t be repaired.” She seemed disappointed. She was looking at me to tell her differently but my boss was right. She left. I told my boss I will have my lunch and be right back. I followed her and managed to catch up with her as soon as she was entering her car, an expensive one. “Hey, ma’am!” She seemed both confused and happy to see me. “Can I take another look at your tape-recorder? I might be able to help, I just didn’t want to say anything in front of my boss. He hates it when I disagree with him.” “Oh, yeah sure. Thanks a lot.” “But can we drive to some other place, I told my boss that I am going to have lunch. If he finds me here-” “Oh yeah, get in.” We drove into the parking lot below the shopping complex. She parked at the empty corner while I pretended to look at the tape recorder knowing fully that I won’t be able to fix it. It was very hot and we both were sweating profoundly. The wet patches on her blouse made he bra’s outline very visible. She turned the AC on but it wasn’t of much help so she removed the part of her sari covering her breasts and started to circle it around her for some air. “It will only make you sweat more,” I said smiling. She laughed and turned towards me “Yeah. I am sweating so much. Right now, it’s like a waterfall all the way from my neck to my cleavage.” she touched her neck while saying it. I looked at her cleavage, oh my God, she was right, her cleavage was collecting all the sweat. I started to get an erection but I covered it with the tape recorder. She pulled down her blouse to expose more of her sweat filled cleavage. She said, “I feel like removing this blouse and throwing it away.” “Nice idea. Then your husband would walk in and I would be like hi I am the stranger with your hot semi-naked wife.” She laughed and said, “He won’t. He is out of town on business trip. I am all alone now. Killing my boredom was one of the reasons for me to get out with this tape recorder.” “Ok…I am sorry my lunch time is about to get over, I should go now.” “Hey…I live nearby, why don’t you come to my place for lunch, I would appreciate the company.” “Oh, I don’t want to bother you-” “Come on, you seem nice, don’t say no to your customer.” “Ok. I can’t say no to someone as pretty as you. Let’s go. Her house was on the seventh floor of her building. She asked me to sit on the couch and turned on the fan. As soon as the fan gained speed she stood below it and removed the part of her sari covering her boobs while pulling down her blouse. I could see the magnificence of her boobs. I was glad she had closed her eyes while enjoying the fan because I was erect again. She touched her pelvic region, looked at me and said smiling, “I have wanted to pee for so long. I will just be back.” She ran off inside. A moment later see called me from inside. “Hey! Come here!” I walked in following the voice. It was coming from the bathroom inside the master bedroom. To my surprise the door was open. I stood at the bedroom door. Her panty was lying near the bathroom. “Come here!” “Ok.” I walked to the door of the bathroom. She was sitting on the European closet which faced to another side of the bathroom. She was holding up her sari and I could see her bare thighs and ass. They seemed so soft and huge pressing against the closet. She said “I am such a bad hostess, I didn’t even offer you some water. It will be there in the refrigerator. Help yourself… aagh…” she closed her eyes and moaned “Oh I had so much pee.” She said smiling. I walked to the kitchen, then I felt the urge to see that ass again so I thought of an excuse and walked to the bathroom again. “I am sorry, I didn’t tell you my name. I am Akshay.” She released the last drop and got up covering her ass, disappointing me. She looked at me and smiled while washing her hands “You can call be Babita” She walked towards me while removing her sari. She opened the knot on her long hair and said to me while unhooking her blouse “I will change and come.” I walked to the balcony and it had started raining so I enjoyed the view. She walked in and stood next to me. She was wearing a very see-through white night dress which ended just below her ass and showed most of her cleavage. Her ass was lifting most of her dress at the back while at the front her boobs seemed ready to burst out at any moment. Inside she was wearing laced red bra and panties. We talked a lot, mostly about how lonely she felt. Half of the time I was staring at her cleavage. We drank a few beers while talking. She again excused herself to go pee. Her body looked magnificent when she walked away especially her long smooth legs and her hips which rocked from one side to the other. I was erect again. I thought of an idea and walked into the bathroom. I pointed to my erect dick and said “I want to pee too. He is becoming very unstable because of it.” She said with a very sympathetic expression “Oh my poor boys…Akshay remove your pants and come join me. Don’t torture yourself anymore. Come fast.” I removed my pants swiftly and sat in the closet facing her while we both stared into each other’s eyes. I held my penis and pushed it down. She noticed it and said laughing “Are you showing it the way?” “No, I have pushing it down. He is trying to stand up. He is very naughty.” “Oh really? Why is he trying to stand up?” “Because he likes exploring.” She bit her lower lip and looked into my eyes “Oh yeah? Where does he want to go?” “He won’t tell me. He will start his journey if I leave him to it.” “Is he good?” she laughed. We were done peeing by then. “Should I let him answer that?” She kept her hands on my ass and pulled me closer. Babita kept one of her legs over mine and one of my legs over her. She placed her hands on my shoulder and whispered: “Go ahead, fuck me as much as you can boy.” I inserted my dick into her and she moaned. I kept fucking her in that position for a minute while she pressed my face into her cleavage and scratched my back repeatedly with her long red nails. I felt as if I was about to cum. But I didn’t want to let her down by cumming so fast so I stopped and said: “Let’s do it on the bed.” “Ok. Undress yourself Akash.” “Akshay.” But she was not listening. She removed her clothes one by one and threw it on the floor. She jumped on the bed and laid there looking at me. Her boobs took a few extra seconds to become still. She had a bit of pubic hair on her pussy and her nipples were huge and pink. She folded her knees, spread her legs apart and tapped on her pussy saying “Eat it, boy.” I did as I was told for a few minutes while her echo filled the room. Both my and her hands were playing with her boobs. Then started sucking her boobs. This brought a fire in me. I stood up and pulled her legs towards me. I inserted my dick into her in one swift and forceful go which made her scream. Then I started fucking her very hard. The whole bed kept shaking badly but I was more focused on her boobs which kept moving in circles. She moaned very loudly. She said, “Stop!” “Do you want me to be gentle?” “No.” she removed a bottle of lubricant and started applying it to her ass hole. She was giving me a very nice blow job simultaneously. I felt like cumming in her mouth but I held back. She then said “fuck my ass-hole, doggy style.” she got into position and put that marvellous ass in front of my face. Then I had a desire. I said “I don’t have much more time I have to get back. Is it ok if we cum together? I will-” “Yeah ok. Just release it inside me.” That gave more a lot of stamina and I fucked her ass a lot. I spanked it while doing that. Her ass turned red with imprints of my palms. She was shouting a lot. She moaned and said, “I am about to cum now.” I took my dick out and inserted her pussy. I fucked her very hard which made the whole bed shake like an earthquake. I felt like my dick was part of a totally different universe, one which was very moist and soft, designed only to give me sensations I can’t find anywhere else around me. She shouted “Aaaa…now…cum inside me boy….baby cum inside me…” I felt as if a something wanted to push out through my body via my penis. I squeezed her boobs very tightly and came inside her shouting, “Babita…!” I lay on top of her for a while after that with my dick still inside her. Our breathing was in perfect synchro. The bed was wet with our sweat and my cum which had started to ooze out of the gap in her pussy which my dick was starting to leave as it slowly shrunk inside her. I dressed up and was about to leave when she said: “Wait!” She opened her purse and gave me a few 2000 rupee notes and told me to give it to my boss. “In case he asks where you were, just tell him you found a customer and give him the cash. He will be happy. Also give me your phone number, I have a few friends who might like to meeting…like this.” I gave her my phone number and walked out holding the notes…
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Introduction. Introduction. This is one of 13 parts. Beginning with Flight of Sin, Sins of the Father through Sins of the Father G. There are side parts, Naughty Pretty Things, Naughty Pretty Things II, Now a Family Affair, and That White Outfit. Since most only read one part I will describe the characters. Keri is a beautiful 14 year old girl of Thai heritage. She has a delightful body, long legs and larger than usual breasts. Her eyes are soft brown and her hair is deep dark brown. She keeps a delicious tan and frankly is just to die for. Linda my wife is a beautiful brunette of 34. She has warm soft brown eyes, the second most beautiful pussy on earth and nice size 34 breasts. Sheila is a small blue eyed pixie like brunette of 34. She just makes you want to melt to look at her. Small hard breasts and an delicious tiny body made for using. She is married and the kinkiest thing on earth. Lucy is a divine green eyed auburn redhead of 21. She strips for a living and has the body for it. Large natural breasts, very good shape and a wonderful shaved pussy. She is bi now. Thought herself a lesbian for quite awhile. Sherry is Keri's best friend. A tiny angel haired blue eyed blond. Small under developed breasts with long nipples and a dancers body. There are other female characters but they have not be introduced into the play that much yet. I am a late middle aged male. I maintain a fit body, have a nice large cock and love using it on all this delicious females. (Hey. This is my fantasy first.) I enjoy reading the comments pro or con. I am not changing anything nor pouring over these stories for days trying to edit them to perfection. I like my style. I encourage readers to rate the parts but will only keep sharing them as long as the fantasy to lives. The real Keri has done another of her disappearing acts. Keri flipped through the small stack of Valentines that came in the mail this morning. 3 from silly boys, one mushy gushy one from Sherry. Mom's, Daddy's which contained a beautiful emerald solitaire ring, a couple more from girlfriends at school. Another sweet one from Suzie, daddy's daughter, a rather stiff sounding one from Kan and Young Mei. There was one that had a little signature on the lower right hand corner. 'Lucy'! Keri felt her pussy flush warm at the image of the beautiful auburn haired stripper that she, daddy and Sheila had played with that evening. Opening the nice card there was a short note and a little penciled map. Miss you Keri! Likely you do not know since it was dark when you came to my place but your school is only 3 blocks away from my condo. I would love to fix you lunch one day. Come on Keri! It will be fun! I promise! Keri laid back on her bed and thought about it. She would really like to be alone with Lucy. She had the sense that Lucy had been a little restrained by the presence of Daddy. Plus he fucked Lucy so much there had been little time for her to really enjoy that incredible body. God did Daddy fuck her! Keri smiles. She knows how Lucy felt. She gets that same level of passion a lot. Now she dreams of Daddy fucking her and Lucy licking them like she and Sheila did her. Slipping her hand inside her workout pants she teased her pussy lips. Feeling them get wetter and wetter. She thought about getting the big double dildo she and Mommy loved to use but she needed real sex, real juices, the feeling of being held, kissed and Oh God! Licked and sucked. Glancing at the clock she hoped Mommy would not work late tonight. If she could just wait, maybe get dinner started, Mommy would get home and they could lay in the sauna tub together while dinner was in the oven. Getting up, hating to take her fingers out of herself she headed for the kitchen. Lucy's place was only 3 blocks from school. Hmmmmm. She thought. Lucille Rose smiled cruelly as Sheila withered in pain at her feet. Both were stark naked. Sheila was bound up like a hunk of meat ready for cooking. The stainless steel frame and padded restraints had her open, spread and available. That was not the source of her pain. The pain was denial. Lucy had fucked her, licked her till she was on the edge of orgasm then denied it to her. Making her beg for release, plead to be finished. Making her kiss her Mistress's feet, her mouth stuffed with a rubber ball on a head harness now so all she could do was whimper and cry. She had once had a delicious dildo up her ass and between licks and sucks from Lucy's lips a wonderful vibrator in her cunt. She knew that eventually she would be allowed to cum but only when her Mistress permitted it. Lucy stood above her. Teasing her with her sweet wet cunt. Knowing Sheila wanted to lick it, suck and drive her fingers in and out of it. She had already serviced her Mistress three times. She needed so badly to cum, wanted to cum, burned inside to cum. Lucy closed her green eyes. Wishing, dreaming of having delicious beautiful Keri at her feet one day. Would she tie the young girl up like Sheila? Perhaps not. So beautiful, so deliciously innocent unlike herself. Those swelling budding breasts, the almost bare hot tiny pussy! Mmmmmm. Using Keri, sucking her, licking her, making her serve her Mistress, making her give Lucy her cum and take Lucy's from her. 'Sheila you filthy cum slut'! Jerking loose the restraints, 'Fetch my dildo you filthy dog'! Keri cannot pay attention in class today. She cannot think of anything but the short walk it would be to Lucy's condo. God! She might not be home! When does a stripper sleep? Oh shit! What if she is! Your sweet silk lace panties soaked now. 'Darn'! 'Good thing I have a change'! Mmmmm. Change later, before I hurry back to be picked up by Sherry's mom. 1130, lunchtime. Sherry looks all over the cafeteria. 'Where did Keri go'? 'Did she sneak off with Tommy Trenton'? Keri's heart is pounding as she walks up the walkway to Lucy's door. She should have called first! She does not have her number. She turns to leave. Sighs, 'what the hell'. 'Why am I scared'? 'I am like daddy, I can control her if I want'. 'Hmmmm, if I want'. She takes a deep breath, pushes the doorbell and waits. The door opens suddenly. An irritated looking Lucy blurts out 'What'! She immediately softens at the sight of you, opens the door wider and tells you 'please come in Keri'. As she closes the door one can almost see her nipples harden under the short silk robe. Facing her you say, 'I got you Valentine and the little map'. 'We actually spent so little time talking that evening'. 'I wanted to know you better Lucy'. Lucy smiles, 'Yes, I would like that very much'. She wants to set the mood immediately. She leans forward and holding your face kisses you tender. In almost a breathless voice she tells you, 'I did not get to kiss you nearly enough'. You respond. Letting her draw you close into her arms. Standing there feeling her body through the robe as she kisses you, tongue twirling with yours. Both of you moaning with need already. She leads you by the hand to her bedroom. The bed is rumbled from her sleeping. She is out till 2 on work nights and does her housework afterward so rarely gets to bed before 4am. The sheets are delicious pink satin. Big fluffy pillows. Her bedroom very feminine. You let her undress you slowly. Your own hands opening her robe and beginning to touch her divine body softly. Both naked she lays you back onto the bed, eases her naked right leg over your body, her hand cupping you as she kisses you again. She makes love to you almost as I do. Long kisses, sucking your nipples, fingers, hers with long nails, teasing your clit, rubbing your slit and slipping inside to open you slightly. 'You are wonderful Keri'. She sighs 'so young, so budding'. 'It is wonderful to be a girl at your age'. 'Especially since you are making love, knowing passion'. Kissing up your neck, 'I made love with my sister when I was 13 like you'. Now your lips again. You can feel her nipples so hard against your arm, you touch them as much as you can, kiss Lucy's neck making her gasp between words. 'She was older, she taught me many things about my body'. 'About what makes me feel good'. You are on the verge of cumming but manage to ask her 'what'. 'She showed me that some things like a little pain make it better Keri'. 'That sometimes it feels wonderful to do things to another person and have them do things to you in return'. Your pussy gushes and clinches her finger as you have a mini orgasm. Feeling that Lucy moves you, spreads you, then moves down to kiss your pussy like it was your mouth. You grab her head but she stops quickly making you whimper. Her green eyes flash with fire and you feel her fingers touch your hard clit. She pinches it hard. Making you jerk and cry out in pain but in pleasure too. Lucy looks up at your face. You see the cruelty there. You are afraid. Panicked a little but then she rubs your clit between her fingers slowly. It feels so good. Your need to cum rushing back like a hot wave through your body. On her knees she leans up, offers your mouth those big full breasts. Breasts men pay big money to see, maybe touch and if they pay enough kiss and suck. There was only one man with the price it took to use her pussy and that price was his beautiful 13 year old daughter. Lucy moves you, raises your left leg and you feel her press her bare hairless pussy against yours. Her head back she grinds her cunt against you. You gasp, you can feel her hard clit against yours! You scream and push your own pussy hard against her's. You cum hard and just when you think you cannot cum any harder you feel her finger go into your ass and a warm stream of liquid hits your clit. She is pissing in you, on you while cumming and crying herself. It is too wild! You grab her big right tit in your mouth, suck hard and bite it. She fucks you, you fuck her, hot wet pee all over you both. She gasps, sags. She looks down, sees the bite mark from your teeth. 'You fucking little bitch'! She draws back her hand to slap you but stops. She realizes that to send you home bruised would be a possible big mistake. That man the fucked her, used her and then made incredible love to her is very very dangerous. She was told that by Sheila and once with him, looking into his face just somehow knew that it was true. She smiles, she knows ways to punish you that will be more pleasant anyway. You smile up at her, your chest heaving, feeling all nasty but good too. The bedding is wet. She must have jetted a gallon on you. God! That was gross! Still so exciting. Like when daddy marks me as his, she has kind of done that too. You untangle from each other. A kiss and Lucy helps you off the bed. You help her strip the bedding off. She has a soft plastic covering over the mattress and pad. She is prepared for just such activities it is clear. You feel all icky and Lucy kisses you, takes your hand and leads you toward the bathroom. In the warm water she baths you. You bath her also. Hair wet, bodies wet. More touching, lots more kissing. Finally she holds you against the wall, letting the soothing water pour over you both. 'That was so nice Keri'. She bends and kisses your right breast, sucking softly on your nipple. 'I bet your Daddy has never done that on you has he'? You whisper, 'No'. 'It is both gross and exciting, the way it felt on me, pushing inside me from the pressure'. Lucy moans, kisses you longer, more passionately. 'I will show you, teach you many things sweet innocent Keri'. She turns off the water, devouring your body with her eyes and towels you dry, biting your shoulder as she drys between your legs. Her hand around you, teasing its way down your tummy to touch your pussy, press against your clitoris. Handing you a large towel she lets you dry her. Lets you explore her body as you massage and dry the water from it. You love her body. Her large breasts, her face so pretty, belying the passion it can show. Delicious back, bottom and tummy. Perfect legs, beautiful only the word one begins with to describe her. Her pussy of what men dream of. Keri cannot help remember how her Daddy used Lucy's pussy, drove her to orgasm after orgasm with his big hard cock. Keri goes wet again at the thought of how good Daddy fucks her. Lucy brings you back by turning to hold you close, rub your nipples together then taking the towel, dropping it on the floor as she leads you out of the bathroom, out the bedroom door toward another room. A room with special things. Behind its closed door lies great pleasure and sometimes great pain. Lucy opens the door, holding your hand leads you in. You are amazed. There is a strange looking swing contraption. Things laying about, cabinets with drawers. A spartan bed in the center. She leads you to the bed, sits down and draws you down beside her. 'Do you know what BDSM is Keri'? You look puzzled. 'No, I don't know what that means'. 'It is about the feelings, the actions when one person takes complete control of another person'. 'It is about an exquisite form of lovemaking'. 'You are about to experience a little of this now Keri'. As she spoke her grip on your wrist tightened. Her eyes go kind of hard, sinister. 'When you bit me you made a mark on my breast'. 'I show my body for money and cannot have it marked in any way'. 'When you were here with your Daddy he used me, made me almost hate what I am'. 'I meant to make him use a condom but he was so forceful, so much a man I could not withstand him and allowed him to cum in me over and over'. 'I only make love with females so now I may be pregnant'. You search her mind. You are amused that she thinks she might be pregnant. Daddy uses his contraceptive drug and gets none of his women pregnant unless he wishes to. Her mind is very strong, strong emotions, strong will. You cannot force thoughts or feeling into her without her being aware of it. You do feel that you could if you had to but this is interesting. She is so beautiful and you love new experiences. You glance at her hand around your wrist. It hurts a little and that is stimulating too. You decide to let her go. See where this leads. You enjoy a good slap on the bottom from Daddy. Your little pussy flushes wetter, your nipples grow perky again. Like little round pink marbles. She jerks you up, forces you around, kneeing you in the thigh to make you pitch forward onto your face on the bed. She grabs your arms, holds them behind you as she climbs onto your little back to pin you down. Reaching under the bed she pulls out a padded leather strap with a padded leather kind of bracelet. She buckles the bracelet around your right wrist. She pulls another and binds your left wrist leaving you laying across the bed face down. She runs her long fingernail the length of your slit then stands up, goes to one of the cabinets. Such a nice young succulent pussy. She wishes she was a male at this moment. It has to be wonderful to feel you inside deep. Feel your pussy squeeze and suck on your lover. She remembers how Dale felt when he rode her, used her. Then when he made tender love to her. No. She is glad she is a woman. Now what to do to this exquisite 13 year old creature? She takes out one of her strap-ons. The normal sized one. It has two 'cocks'. One for her and one for you. She gets her tube of k-y too. Your little asshole looks delicious and she smiles, that might hurt just enough to satisfy her need to punish you for biting her. She carefully inserts her side into her wet pussy, closes the straps around her waist and inner thighs. Walking around to your front she shows it to you. A big thick pink flexible plastic cock. Your eyes widen, it is so big, looks so hard. 'Taste of it Keri'. 'It may still taste like Sheila'. God that is so kinky you think. It does look good though. You take the hard plastic knob into your mouth. No, it has almost no taste but it feels good. You wish it was real, wish it was Daddy's nice thick dick but a girl cannot be choosy when her man is not available. Lucy lets you lick and suck then moves around the bed and lifts your bottom. She rams the strap-on dick up inside you hard. She fucks you, deep and hard making your whole body move with each thrust. She slaps your ass hard with both hands, alternating making your skin hot red. You cry out at first but the pain merges with the movement of that 'cock' in your pussy. She raises one leg up to give herself more movement more feeling from the one buried deep inside her. She tells you to squeeze it hard when it almost comes out. 'Hold it in you Keri, hold it like the little fuck whore you are'! This makes it pull out partly from within her to be rammed back in deep when she thrusts into you. On and on she fucks you. She gets more and more urgent, more shrill and suddenly pushes into your hard, grinding herself on both you and the dildo inside her. She calls you 'bitch', 'slut', 'whore', 'cunt' and many variations on that as she cums. Her orgasm sending you into yours. Your hands bound all you can do is grind your ass and pussy on her and that rock hard thing inside you. At almost the same moment you both slump, the dick coming out of you and Lucy falling across the bed beside you. She holds your face, sweet sipping kisses as she unfastens your restraints letting you snuggle into her arms. Feeling her big breasts heaving as your hearts beat together. You lay there smiling at her. She is so beautiful and all the rage and anger is gone from her face now. 'I am falling in love with you Keri'. 'Do you mind darling sweet little girl'? 'No Lucy'. 'I think you are so beautiful, such a fantastic lover and I want to see you a lot'. 'It is just that my Daddy will always come first'. 'I cannot explain it but we are more than just lovers, father and daughter, but so much more'. Lucy sighs, she knows you are right. She realizes she too would like to have more of his attention. She decides she hopes she is pregnant. He would have to help her, be with her more then. 'You must keep our meetings secret Keri'. 'Sheila will be wild with jealousy and certainly tell your Daddy'. 'He might keep you away from me when he is not with me too'. 'I would like to see him again'. 'Has he said anything about me since that night'? She has almost a look of desperation as she asks that question. Keri thinks fast. No he has not said anything. The wonderful love triangle of Daddy, Mommy and you have been too new, too incredible to think of much more. 'Oh yes Lucy'. 'Daddy talked to me a lot about that night'. 'He was very pleased and thrilled with the way you made love to him'. 'He just has to be careful you know'. 'There is my mother to consider and she loves him as he loves her and lately she has gotten a lot of both our attention'. You have slipped up again. Lucy ponces, 'You are having sex with your mother'! You blush red, 'No'! 'That's not what I meant'. Lucy lets it go. She thinks you are having sex with both your father and mother. She gets wet thinking about what incredible threesomes you must have. She will talk with Sheila, find out more and see about getting a look at your mother. This could be useful. Both for money and sex with you and your Daddy. Lucy gets up, goes to her toy cabinet, returns with a large vibrator. She lays down, 'I want you to make love to me with your mouth and tongue Keri'. 'You may use this nice toy on yourself but you must not cum till I allow you to'. 'It will make it just so much better to get really really ready then I will make you cum with it and my mouth'. 'You must be good and obey me now'. 'Do you understand'? You nod, tell her yes. You would love to taste her pussy again. You did not get nearly enough of it when Daddy was fucking her that last time and it had his cum on it and you want to know just how she tastes and what she likes. Putting the vibrator in your hand Lucy kisses you then moves and raises herself till she is straddling your little face. She smells of woman cum. Warm, pungent and at the touch of your tongue she gasps and pushes down gently. You moan against her pussy. It is fabulous. So warm, so wet. You spread your legs, rub your wet slit with the tip of the vibrator. It feels so good, so hard. You are almost afraid to switch it on. You might cum and that is forbidden. Concentrating on Lucy. You make a slow circle just inside her with your tongue. Feeling and tasting the delicious pink folds of her inner lips. She cries out, undulates slowly to fuck your tongue. 'Yes Keri, yes'! 'Oh yes, like that you little slut'. 'Fuck me slow with your tongue cunt'! Now you unhood her hot clit. You suck it hard making her tremble and gasp. She jerks when she hears you switch on the vibrator. Once she gets control of her voice, 'Don't you dare cum you little whore'. 'Not till I am ready to let you cum bitch'. You suck her, lick the length of her slit over and over, tease her clit then nibble it driving her wild. So wild she almost smothers you pushing down on your face and grinding her pussy on your mouth and teeth. You have the vibrator inside just a little too. It feels so good, you dare not put all of it in knowing you will cum so hard and displease your mistress. Sucking Lucy's lips into your mouth, sucking them hard, your tongue holding them open she orgasms. Flooding your face with her pussy cum. Gasping and crying as she feels you swallow it, suck it into your mouth and hum hard on her clit. She has you so turned on, you cannot help but rub your wet pussy and clit with that humming toy from hell. Harder and harder, feeling better and better. You are trying to keep control but you feel like you will explode if you don't cum and soon. Lucy eases off of your face. You stop moving the vibrator, just letting it touch your wet outer lips. She slides down, takes it from your hand and sucks on the end. 'You want this in you don't you Keri'? 'It will feel so good when its magic fills your cunt completely'. You are moaning, looking into her eyes. You know she is being mean to you. She knows you are used to having your way. Used to be the center of everyone else. Accustomed to being the one that all wish to please and make happy. Still it is exciting to be treated as something less, something to be used. Almost as exciting as when Daddy fucks Mommy then just slides off her and rams his big thick cock deep inside you and rides you till you both explode in waves of bone shaking orgasm. Suddenly Lucy pushes your legs even farther apart, it hurts but you forget that immediately when she buries her face in you pussy. She eats you, she sucks you, fingers you and then starts biting you when you start to cum. There will be teeth marks on you. It hurts so bad but you cum so hard until you scream with pleasure and pain. She stops, letting you calm down. She glances at the clock, 'get up and get dressed Keri'. 'I will drive you close to school'. She gets up and heads back to her bedroom and picks out some jeans and a tee shirt while you put your clothes back on. She seems so cold now. So indifferent. As she drives you three block and stops just out of sight of the front door of the junior high school she turns to you, more warmth in her face again. She takes your chin in her hand and kisses you tenderly. 'You were fantastic little girl'. 'Now hurry to catch your ride and you have my phone number so call me anytime you think you can get away and come to my place'. As you get out of her car, walk to the crowds of kids just getting out of school you have to walk slowly. Those bites really hurt. You will have to look at them at home before Mommy sees them. No swimming for you this afternoon before homework.
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A few months passed since the first time I fucked Shelly. Or she fucked me. However that goes. If not for the implied danger of fucking a screamer just three doors away from the husband she cheated on, I think I would have gotten bored of it. I still didn't really care. If I felt strong emotion about anything it was about wanting to feel again. Emotions of any sort. I might as well have been at work all day. Speaking of which, around that time, Diane asked me how long it had been since I'd had sex. "Come on, you can tell me. How long has it been? How long has it really been? Don't give me any shit, I'll see right through you." "I don't know," I said. Shelly had come over two nights prior with a vibrating butt plug. I could still feel the vibrating sensation in my waistline from when I fucked her doggy style while the plug was in her ass. "What, you don't want to tell me?" she laughed. "You haven't had sex since the divorce, have you?" I shrugged. "I have." "Uh huh. Sure you have." "Believe whatever you want to, Diane." "Well, you know where to come if you want to alleviate that problem," she said. A smile grew slowly across the dark skin of her face. Her brown eyes twinkled. Fluorescent lights didn't really accentuate her appeal. I tried to smile. Show some sign of life. I had adored her before the divorce. At least I think I did. I vaguely remembered jacking off to the imagination of her naked body. She wandered off and a few minutes later I saw her name in my inbox. She copied me on an e-mail to some group asking for an update on a project. I imagined her typing up that e-mail, her pussy pressed against the office chair. Dampening the fabric of her slacks and soaking through ever so slightly to the chair. I wanted to walk into her cube and wrap my arms around her from behind. Reach in her pants and stroke her clit. She'd moan and then grab her badge from the desk drawer and lead me into one of the locked rooms. My attention snapped back to the computer with another e-mail notification. Corporate discounts at office supply stores. I scowled and deleted the junk. Most everyone in the office leaves early. They get in a little late too. By four o'clock, only a handful of us ever remain unless there's some big project and by the time the janitors come through at quarter to five, I'm usually alone. Diane popped her head in my cube at about four thirty. "Hey." "Hey." "Can I come in?" "Sure, join the fun." She walked in and sat down on the desk. "So, I wanted to apologize. Coming onto you that way is totally inappropriate and joking about your sex life is way past the line." I pushed my chair away from my chair and turned it to look at her. "I wasn't offended. I'm a little oblivious. You have to be blunt with me sometimes. I don't know if you really meant it but I would be interested if you were." She smiled and leaned toward me. "I--" The wheel of the cleaning cart squeaked a few rows down. Diane's breasts jostled as she sat straight up and giggled. She put her hands over her mouth and muttered, "Oh my god." She stood up and leaned over me to grab a pad of sticky notes. Her chest grazed over my face for a brief moment. She pulled a pen out of her pocket and scribbled. She pulled the note off and stuck it on my nose. "Be at that address at seven." She put the rest of the pad in my lap and walked away. I locked my computer and walked to the bus stop. I tried to figure out the timing for the bus schedule and my route to the address she gave me. No matter how I did the math, it seemed like I would get home and then head straight out the door. On the other hand, if I went to my coffee shop and stayed there for a half hour, I'd be just a little early. I hoped they had something other than pure sugar to eat. --- That day, five or six people haunted the coffee shop. I didn't see Gabriel. I grabbed my coffee and some faux artisan bagels. I picked a table in a lonely corner. Gabriel walked up before I got around to my first bite. "Is this seat taken?" she asked. "No, go right ahead, Gabriel." She sat down. She wore a pink halter top and jeans that cut off at the knees. The pink didn't really work for her as a color but the top showed a bit of her cleavage and I felt a little uncomfortable. I shifted in my seat and tried to think of anything else. Her legs came to my perverse mind next. I sipped my coffee. "A bit more crowded in here today," I said. "Yeah. I wondered if there was some sort of occasion." "If there is, no one bothered to tell me about it. I haven't seen you in a week or two. Have you been alright?" "Yes, it was my birthday and my family made a big deal about it. And, of course, they want me to take on more responsibility and since I don't have a job, that means watching my bratty brothers and sister." "Happy birthday," I said. "And sorry about the brats." "Thanks," she sipped her drink. Our conversations in those months had always been punctuated by long stretches of silence. This one felt particularly significant. "Do you have any kids?" "No, my ex-wife and I never got around to it." "You're divorced?" "Yeah." "I don't think I could ever get divorced. I'm afraid of getting stuck in a bad marriage, you know?" I sighed, "Yeah. Divorce can be a lot easier than the alternatives though." "Maybe for you, you're a guy." "I'm not the one who started the divorce process, though." "I'm not talking about that," she said. "I'm talking about the other shit. Moving out, getting a new place, finding a job if you didn't have one. Getting a new one if the one you had didn't pay enough." "Oh, yeah. I see what you mean. Well, you've got a few years before you really have to think about that and if you go to college and have your own career, that part wouldn't be anything you have to worry about anyway." Her chest heaved and I thought I felt her toe brush my foot. A small sense of panic came on. Being turned on by this bigger young woman seemed strange. Not like a black cat walking by twice but still unusual and uncomfortable to my mindset at the time. "Do you think you'll ever have kids?" "I don't really plan on it but I guess we'll see." My phone buzzed and I pulled it out. The time said six and I had a text message from Diane. 'See you soon.' "Oh, shit. I'm running late," I stood up. "Oh, ok." I just barely made the bus on time. I should have been thinking about anything but Gabriel but I couldn't think about anything else. I kept running that moment over in my head. Did she really try to play footsie with me? Two stops away, I brushed the thought away from my head by returning to the fantasy of finding Diane hot, wet, and pussy pressed against the seat of the office chair. I wondered her hair would smell like when I leaned over her to reach for her clit. Would I feel her bra with my chest pressed against her back? The brakes of the bus whined a bit and I lurched forward in my seat. My stop. Her stop, really. I stepped off the bus and walked to where the note said it would be. I double checked the address number written on the curb and then climbed the stairs. Only nine steps, I thought to myself. I felt real trepidation for the first time in a long long time. I hesitated to even touch the doorbell. She lived in a modest sized house in an older neighborhood. The siding had been replaced with vinyl siding and plants grew in big pots on either side of the door. I held my breath and pushed the little round doorbell button. The bell hummed and clanked loudly. I heard steps toward the door and the deadbolt click. The door swung open. I tried to remember if I had ever seen her in anything but business clothes. Her tank top showed off her shoulders and time seemed to stop. "Care to come in?" she laughed. "Yeah. I mean sure." She led me in. "I didn't know what to get for dinner so I got Chinese. Beef Lo Mein and General Tso's. Hope that's alright." "That sounds great," I said. I felt like I should say more but I didn't have more to say. She set the food out on her coffee table. --- "Oh, you did NOT," she giggled. "I totally did. Whole pack of gelatin and some vinegar in his shampoo. And I guess he didn't look at it before he put it in his hair. It didn't really take but he had green splotches in his hair for about two weeks after that." "Remind me never to fuck with your projects," Diane's eyes twinkled. I sighed. "Oh, I'm no where near that rambunctious these days. More than fifteen years later, I think I'm a little boring." "Fah, boring. I'll be the judge of that. That greying thing really works for you." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "You have a thing for older men?" She laughed. "Older? Maybe by five years. You're not exactly robbing the cradle here, Mike." "Well, you certainly don't look thirty-two," I smiled. "Sweet of you to say. You should see me in my granny glasses. In fact--" she reached into a drawer in a end table and pulled out a thick pair of glasses with turquoise frames. Diane closed her eyes and put them on. I laughed. She pulled the glasses off and put them on the end table. "Still want to do me?" "Just as much as ever." "And just how much is that?" she licked her lips. "When I first hired on, I nearly died. I felt so torn. I was married and wanted to be faithful but you were so beautiful. My wife had a girls night out and I laid out on the couch imagining I'd invited you over. I could only dream of what you'd look like without clothes on. Standing in our apartment, waiting for me to lick you. I could almost smell you." "Did you blow your load all over the carpet?" "Mostly all over my stomach but I got a little bit on the couch and it was a pain in the ass getting it off." "Did you feel embarrassed?" I had a feeling she got off on this. "Yeah. My face was red and I kind of frantically scraped it off the couch and ran to the bathroom to clean off my hands. Had to find some kind of cleaner that wouldn't smell up the place." "Did she notice?" "I don't think so. I ended up spilling a soda on the couch and a bit on the floor and then scrubbing it all up." Diane laughed. "Oh, you're a dirty boy," she put her hands in her pants. "Did you ever think about me when you fucked your wife?" "Sure, a few times. When I got home and she was still wearing her business suit, I'd imagine it was you. I closed my eyes and kissed her with my hands around her ass." "Take your pants off?" I stood up and unbelted. I let my pants fall to the ground. "Shorts too," she said. She rubbed herself more insistently. I pushed my underwear onto the floor. My dick stuck up through the front flap of my button up shirt. She pulled her hand out of her pants and wiped her fingers dry on her leg. She reached down to her purse. "Stay right there," she pulled a cell phone out and pointed it at me. I shivered as I heard the shutter click. "Turn around slowly, give me a show." I didn't know what to do to make turning around sexy. I grasped my dick in one hand and stroked it. With my other hand, I put a hand on my chest. Click. I turned slowly. Click. I faced a window. It took a second for me to realize she didn't have the curtain drawn. "Lean over, would you?" I leaned over. Click. "Pull your crack apart, ok?" My chest grew tight. I reached my ass and spread it. Click, click, click. I felt her getting closer. She prodded a finger at my asshole and laughed. I felt my sphincter tense. "You are a dirty boy. I think I'm going to need to clean you. Stay right there." She walked away and returned a minute later. I heard a plastic bottle open and some liquid slosh. A moment later, cool liquid on a bit of paper towel brushed my asshole. I winced. She must have put rubbing alcohol on the towel. Diane held it pressed against my hole tight and it stung more than I had ever imagined. She rubbed and rubbed and then stopped and the bottle sloshed again. She kept cleaning for what felt like ten minutes. My ass grew raw and my dick was painfully hard. I felt red-faced. Intensely uncomfortable and very much alive. She dried me. "Very good," she said. "Sorry to throw you into this like that. Kind of spur of the moment thing." "Yeah, I do like a little warning but this is incredibly hot if a little uncomfortable." "Hold there?" She reached around and grabbed my cock. She rested her face on my left hand and I felt her squirm as she rubbed herself and rubbed me. "Do you like that?" I breathed hard. "Y-yes." She giggled and yanked harder. "Ow," I winced. "Try and be a little more convincing next time," she slid her hand down my dick and grasped my balls. Diane squeezed gently at first and then a little harder. I moaned and gasped with pain. She let my balls go and then smacked them. "Come on, I want to fuck you." She stood up and pulled my hands off my ass. "Let's go. Walk in front of me and leave your shirt behind." I unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall behind me. She pulled on the shoulders of my t-shirt and lifted it above my head. I nearly walked into a wall. She pulled my shirt off and bounced it off my back. "Is it anything like what you imagined it would be like?" she asked. "Can't say that it is." "Better or worse?" she looped her arms under mine and held my head straight ahead. "Different? Way more intense. A little scary at times." She had a four poster bed with an ornate and thick steel headboard. I gulped, imagining myself tied tight to the posts and absolutely at her mercy. Diane leaned me against the bed and let go of my head. She pressed my shoulders down. "Stay," she said. I heard her top and pants fall to the floor and felt the movement as she slid out of her panties. She climbed up my back and put her panties over my head. She positioned the ass crack area right over my nose. "I've been farting all day just hoping for this opportunity." She mounted the small of my back and rubbed her pussy hard against me. I rested against the bed as best I could with a metal bar pressing at the base of my cock. Her panties smelled so strong. I had sniffed panties before but I'd always aimed a little further forward and I never pressed them so hard against my face. My cock grew uncomfortable and sticky. I felt like bruises were forming on it. The feeling of her light bush against the small of my back aroused me in ways I never thought possible. She reached a hand back and smacked my ass hard. I gasped. She smacked me again and ground her pussy hard against me. I swear I felt her hard nub press into me. Diane put her hands in my hair and rubbed for a second before pushing my face into the comforter. She trembled and shook as I struggled to breath. She let go of my head and I lifted my face off the comforter and inhaled hard. Her scent filled my nose and mouth. Diane rested against my back for a moment. Her breasts pressed against my back. Her nipples felt impossibly hard and then I realized she had pierced them. "Stay where you are," she growled and crawled off me. I heard a drawer open and close and she climbed on my back again. She lifted her panties off me and put something around my head. It blocked the light out and she buckled it into place. She climbed off my back and pulled me into a standing position. She turned me around and ran her fingers over my lips. I opened my mouth and tentatively licked them. Suddenly, she stuffed something in my mouth. Her underwear. They tasted faintly of detergent and fart. I nearly gagged. "Oh, don't be like that. I want to hear your pretty grunts when I fuck you." She pushed me back on the bed. This time, the bar pressed against the back of thighs. My ass sat in the wet spot my dick left. Diane climbed on me. She set her soaking pussy just over my sack. She ran her hands slowly along my chest, picking at my chest hair every few inches. She pulled out a few clumps and tears gathered in the mask. My dick popped up. "I'll get to you," she whispered to my cock. My ass felt uncomfortable. She reached my nipples and twisted. I struggled not to jump up. She squeezed and twisted again. I mumbled through the panties. "That's what I like to hear," she laughed and twisted harder. Diane sat up and felt the tip of my dick. She scratched it gently with her nails and pulled it into her pussy. I hadn't even realized how much tension had gathered in my legs. Pain gathered in my abdomen from taut muscles. The warmth of her flooded my cock. I shivered at the temperature difference. She pulled my hands up and guided them to her breasts. They felt so warm and round. I rolled my head back and I could nearly see light. I felt a little blinded. Like I stared into pure energy and emotion. Sweat drenched my hands. I grasped her breasts firmly and tried to move my hips. She rested her hands on my neck and pressed ever so gently. "No, you stay where I put you." She squeezed a bit. Blood rushed to my head and I struggled to breathe. She released my neck and propped herself against my collarbone. She lifted her ass and slammed her wet slit on my cock. I shuddered and she inched her hands up toward my neck. She slammed my dick again and again. I felt afraid to take my hands of her breasts but I struggled to keep them in place while she slammed against me. I felt stiff and unyielding in her as she hammered her pussy over and over again against my rod. I breathed shallow stilted breaths and my chest grew tight. She grabbed my neck and held it tight as she milked every last drop from me. I felt her pussy spasm and she gasped. I grew faint and started to panic. Diane let go of my neck and climbed off me. When I caught my breath, I reached for the straps on the mask. "Nope," she grabbed my hands and put them to my sides. I heard her get up from the bed and put her clothes on. "Ok, now you may take the mask off." I suddenly realized I had never seen her naked. I had fucked someone who I might never see naked. The straps proved too difficult for me to manage in my jittery state so I yanked it off. I left a few clumps of hair in it. "You can sleep on the couch if you want to," she said. "Bed is mine though." I couldn't meet her eyes. I looked at the clock. Still time to make the bus home if I didn't lollygag. "That's alright, I need to get home." I stood up and Diane pushed my ass forward with her foot. "I had a good time tonight, Mike. Maybe it's not your thing but you were a good sport. If there's a next time," she pointed to her sticky crotch, "I might make you clean up after yourself." "Ok," I said. I walked out of her room, my head hung down a little. --- I started to nod off on the bus until my phone buzzed. I pulled it out of my pocket and looked down at a picture of my spread ass cheeks. I blushed and went to my phone settings to find a way to lock it. I didn't want to delete the photo for some reason but didn't want anyone else stumbling on the photo. The walk from my stop lasts about three blocks and I felt embarrassment and nerves every step of the way. I chain smoked to keep my mind off things. When I arrived, Shelly stood on my stoop in a new nighty. Cheetah print if I recall correctly. "Wondered if you were coming home tonight," she said. "Yeah, I had a date, I guess." She smiled and came close to me. "I can smell her on you. What's she look like?" I pulled my phone out of my pocket and pulled up a pic of her and turned it to Shelly. Shelly grinned. "You fucked a black girl? Oh, god. That is so hot." She rubbed her hand against my bulge. "Have you got another ride for me, cowboy?" I felt like I should have said no. I had so little energy and I felt like I had survived a close brush with death but somehow I needed the tenderness. I needed to feel a normal, sensuous, vanilla fuck. I reached between her legs and felt her slit. She squirmed under my touch and kissed me. Her breasts pressed against my chest. "Will you?" I asked. "I'll do you right here if you want," she moaned. "Inside will be just fine," I said. I pulled my keys out of my pocket and unlocked the door. We walked in and didn't stop walking until we reached my bed. She pulled off my shirt and pants and knelt at my feet. She frowned at the sight of my bruised cock. "If people are going to be so rough with my toys, I won't want to lend them out." Shelly licked the head of my cock and it perked up. "I do like the taste of her on you." She took my dick in her mouth and nibbled at the base a little. I felt my dick press against the back of her throat. Her lipstick smudged on me. I felt the warmth return to my body when she sucked on my cock. "That's better," Shelly stood up and slid her bottom off. She pulled her top off and hugged me tight. "I'm going to fuck you so pretty." She led me to the bed and climbed on top of me. Her breasts pressed against my face. she rubbed my cock and stared into my eyes with so much tenderness. Tears welled in my eyes and she pulled my hurting dick between her shaved lips. She slowly rode me and I felt like a broken jar. So surreal and distant. Like I had been dragged kicking and screaming out of my shell and she gathered me back up and put bandages on all my wounds. I breathed hard. She put her hands on my face. I flinched. "Oh, baby," she licked her lips and kissed me passionately. My erection grew painful and if felt sharp when I spurted in her. Shelly crawled off me and pulled my hand to her clit. I rubbed it until she trembled and gasped. I woke up with her arm over me. The sun peeked through the front door. "Shit. Shelly, wake up." She yawned. "I guess I'd better go," she said. "Yeah. I don't feel like another beating today." Shelly rolled out of bed, put her clothes on, and walked out the door.
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I can admit, he was hot. The kind of hot that you see in magazines, hazel eyes, curly hair that was cut short, but still moved in the wind. Hard abs and thick muscle on tan olive skin. Voice deep and seductive, and probably best of all, huge buldge in his pants. Driving with him drove me crazy, even though I never even thought of what would happen... It was a Sunday afternoon, the last driving class I had with him. We were driving down an empty road, minus the few cars that drove past. He was wearing a light blue fitted shirt, sleeves rolled halfway up his arm, hair slightly damp from a shower. I was wearing a white t shirt and denim shorts, barely covering my ass. He was looking straight at me while I drove down the street. "You've done good so far, Katie." He gave me a smirking smile that looked like he'd just finished fucking me hard. "Thank you, Mr. Carman" I replied, accidentally as a whisper. Then, he gently placed his hand on my leg, well, on my thigh. I breathed heavily, his large hand wrapped themselves around my smooth skin, gently squeezing. "You don't mind me, you know, putting my hand here?" He inquired, a humorous expression sat on his face, as if watching me shiver at his touch was pleasuring. "N-nnno, Mr... Car-" he moved his hand across my thigh, and down to my ass, reaching into my tiny shorts. I sighed, as his hand began squeezing, until my ass was moulded into the shape of his palm. He smirked, then slid his hand opposite my ass into my underwear, where he stroked my clit and vagina gently. I moaned. "Ohh..." I cried, as he moved his fingers gently up and down. "Keep driving, Katie" he laughed, and began moving his hand across my clit. I could feel the sore swelling of my clit from his touch, and I shook with pleasure. Driving was getting harder and harder, I couldn't keep my eyes on the road. "Make a right turn here," He whispered, and leaned over to kiss my neck, occasionally biting my ear, whispering tiny moans. I turned right as steady as I could, and parked to the right. He moved his hand faster and faster, and i moaned, hard. "Do you want it, Katie? Why should I let you cum. Stop shaking baby, we have to teach you how to stop your shaking". I was about to cum, so I screamed "yes, yes, please, Mr Carman I want it, please" as I almost reached climax, his hand relaxed, and pulled out. I breathed heavy, trying to regain my strength. "'Not yet. You don't know how long I've wanted to taste that pussy of yours, the way I see your nipples harden when you don't wear a bra, the way you moaned when I touched you, rubbed your clit until you almost orgasmed" he wore a sly, anticipating smirk. In a second, he unbuckled my seatbelt, and threw me into the back seat, pinning me down and pulling off my shorts and underwear. He gently licked my swollen clit, and I cried, and he began wiggling his tongue hard, back and forth across my clit, holding firmly my hips, forcing me into his mouth. I was being devoured, and I moaned with pleasure, it was so good. Before I knew it, I orgasmed. I held in a scream as he moved his tongue quickly around my clit. He suddenly turned me over, and pulled down his pants, revealing a hard, 8 inch cock, ready to explode. I didn't know if it would fit, I was a virgin. I bit my lip, as he traced his cock around my clit and vagina, teasing me. I cried out, "please Mr. Carman" as he glanced at me. "Make me cum... Please" I whispered. He kept his eyes on mine, as he slid his hard big cock into my tiny cunt. I moaned. He moved so quickly, his cock slipped out many times. I could feel my aching cunt closing around his dick, tracing his cock, feeling the curve move in and out of me. I moaned, it felt so good, a tickling feeling tracing my crotch, the same feeling I got when he first touched me. I heard his moan a little, and we breathed heavy into each other's ears. "I...I'm going to make you cum. Cum so hard, you'll be screaming, filled with pleasure, I'm fucking you until you can't walk, and I'll have to drive you home, while rubbing your clit so fast you'll cum all over again. I'll make you scream in pleasure, you'll be so sore, moaning, just you wait." And with that, I orgasmed, moaning so loudly he covered my mouth with his, as I felt the tickle rise into a giant explosion that ran through every inch of my body, feeling the throbbing thrusting of his hard cock in me, as he moaned himself and pulled me into him, so I could feel his dick deep inside me. I cried out, and he began moving so fast, I orgasmed again within seconds. He made me orgasm five times, every one just as good as the other. He enjoyed watching me, the same excited intrigued look that made me shiver, keeping eye contact every time he slid his cock back inside me. I moaned so loudly, it felt so good. He drove me home, with a satisfied look in his eyes. A mile away from my house, he reached his hand to play with my clit, and for the last time that night, I moaned and I orgasmed. I was only 15.
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I can admit, he was hot. The kind of hot that you see in magazines, hazel eyes, curly hair that was cut short, but still moved in the wind. Hard abs and thick muscle on tan olive skin. Voice deep and seductive, and probably best of all, huge buldge in his pants. Driving with him drove me crazy, even though I never even thought of what would happen... It was a Sunday afternoon, the last driving class I had with him. We were driving down an empty road, minus the few cars that drove past. He was wearing a light blue fitted shirt, sleeves rolled halfway up his arm, hair slightly damp from a shower. I was wearing a white t shirt and denim shorts, barely covering my ass. He was looking straight at me while I drove down the street. "You've done good so far, Katie." He gave me a smirking smile that looked like he'd just finished fucking me hard. "Thank you, Mr. Carman" I replied, accidentally as a whisper. Then, he gently placed his hand on my leg, well, on my thigh. I breathed heavily, his large hand wrapped themselves around my smooth skin, gently squeezing. "You don't mind me, you know, putting my hand here?" He inquired, a humorous expression sat on his face, as if watching me shiver at his touch was pleasuring. "N-nnno, Mr... Car-" he moved his hand across my thigh, and down to my ass, reaching into my tiny shorts. I sighed, as his hand began squeezing, until my ass was moulded into the shape of his palm. He smirked, then slid his hand opposite my ass into my underwear, where he stroked my clit and vagina gently. I moaned. "Ohh..." I cried, as he moved his fingers gently up and down. "Keep driving, Katie" he laughed, and began moving his hand across my clit. I could feel the sore swelling of my clit from his touch, and I shook with pleasure. Driving was getting harder and harder, I couldn't keep my eyes on the road. "Make a right turn here," He whispered, and leaned over to kiss my neck, occasionally biting my ear, whispering tiny moans. I turned right as steady as I could, and parked to the right. He moved his hand faster and faster, and i moaned, hard. "Do you want it, Katie? Why should I let you cum. Stop shaking baby, we have to teach you how to stop your shaking". I was about to cum, so I screamed "yes, yes, please, Mr Carman I want it, please" as I almost reached climax, his hand relaxed, and pulled out. I breathed heavy, trying to regain my strength. "'Not yet. You don't know how long I've wanted to taste that pussy of yours, the way I see your nipples harden when you don't wear a bra, the way you moaned when I touched you, rubbed your clit until you almost orgasmed" he wore a sly, anticipating smirk. In a second, he unbuckled my seatbelt, and threw me into the back seat, pinning me down and pulling off my shorts and underwear. He gently licked my swollen clit, and I cried, and he began wiggling his tongue hard, back and forth across my clit, holding firmly my hips, forcing me into his mouth. I was being devoured, and I moaned with pleasure, it was so good. Before I knew it, I orgasmed. I held in a scream as he moved his tongue quickly around my clit. He suddenly turned me over, and pulled down his pants, revealing a hard, 8 inch cock, ready to explode. I didn't know if it would fit, I was a virgin. I bit my lip, as he traced his cock around my clit and vagina, teasing me. I cried out, "please Mr. Carman" as he glanced at me. "Make me cum... Please" I whispered. He kept his eyes on mine, as he slid his hard big cock into my tiny cunt. I moaned. He moved so quickly, his cock slipped out many times. I could feel my aching cunt closing around his dick, tracing his cock, feeling the curve move in and out of me. I moaned, it felt so good, a tickling feeling tracing my crotch, the same feeling I got when he first touched me. I heard his moan a little, and we breathed heavy into each other's ears. "I...I'm going to make you cum. Cum so hard, you'll be screaming, filled with pleasure, I'm fucking you until you can't walk, and I'll have to drive you home, while rubbing your clit so fast you'll cum all over again. I'll make you scream in pleasure, you'll be so sore, moaning, just you wait." And with that, I orgasmed, moaning so loudly he covered my mouth with his, as I felt the tickle rise into a giant explosion that ran through every inch of my body, feeling the throbbing thrusting of his hard cock in me, as he moaned himself and pulled me into him, so I could feel his dick deep inside me. I cried out, and he began moving so fast, I orgasmed again within seconds. He made me orgasm five times, every one just as good as the other. He enjoyed watching me, the same excited intrigued look that made me shiver, keeping eye contact every time he slid his cock back inside me. I moaned so loudly, it felt so good. He drove me home, with a satisfied look in his eyes. A mile away from my house, he reached his hand to play with my clit, and for the last time that night, I moaned and I orgasmed. I was only 15.
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I am a 21 year old college student working part time at an electronics repair shop in Nagpur. I have an average height, weight and built. Overall I am average physically. But I am an avid reader with a high IQ who also has a degree in Smooth Talk. The name’s Akshay. Most of the story I am about to tell you is true, especially the sex. This story happened during a lazy afternoon in May, at the shop where I was working part time. The temperature outside was 48. It was no better inside as my ass-hole boss doesn’t let me turn on the air conditioner. He says it’s either half my salary or the ac. I was looking out the store hoping for an earthquake which could kill my boss when Babita walked in. Since I was looking at the strong afternoon sunlight outside I couldn’t see her that well at first. But I could still make out that she was around 5’5″, 34-30-34 and definitely a 34 E. She said, “Hi, can you repair this?” and held something in front of me. I took it from her but I couldn’t see it well as my eyes had not fully adjusted to the darkness inside the shop. “Ma’am excuse me, my eyes…I was looking outside and I can’t see well now…” “Oh…” she said smiling, “When I walked into the store I thought you were ogling at me. Haha.” “You must be really beautiful then. It’s a shame I can’t see you right now.” She laughed. My boss didn’t like the flirtation, he gave me the warning “Ahem, ahem.” as usual. I went closer to her and whispered, “Do you have a Strepsil or Vicks? My boss needs it whenever he gets jealous.” She laughed loudly. Her voice was seductive. And now I had started to see. She had a very light skin tone, a round face with sexy red lipstick and a cute nose. She was wearing a light green sari. She had a Mangalsutra (worn by married Indian women) around her neck. Probably in her late 30s. My boss swept in and took the thing she gave me. It was an old tape recorder. He said, “Ma’am this is very old, it can’t be repaired.” She seemed disappointed. She was looking at me to tell her differently but my boss was right. She left. I told my boss I will have my lunch and be right back. I followed her and managed to catch up with her as soon as she was entering her car, an expensive one. “Hey, ma’am!” She seemed both confused and happy to see me. “Can I take another look at your tape-recorder? I might be able to help, I just didn’t want to say anything in front of my boss. He hates it when I disagree with him.” “Oh, yeah sure. Thanks a lot.” “But can we drive to some other place, I told my boss that I am going to have lunch. If he finds me here-” “Oh yeah, get in.” We drove into the parking lot below the shopping complex. She parked at the empty corner while I pretended to look at the tape recorder knowing fully that I won’t be able to fix it. It was very hot and we both were sweating profoundly. The wet patches on her blouse made he bra’s outline very visible. She turned the AC on but it wasn’t of much help so she removed the part of her sari covering her breasts and started to circle it around her for some air. “It will only make you sweat more,” I said smiling. She laughed and turned towards me “Yeah. I am sweating so much. Right now, it’s like a waterfall all the way from my neck to my cleavage.” she touched her neck while saying it. I looked at her cleavage, oh my God, she was right, her cleavage was collecting all the sweat. I started to get an erection but I covered it with the tape recorder. She pulled down her blouse to expose more of her sweat filled cleavage. She said, “I feel like removing this blouse and throwing it away.” “Nice idea. Then your husband would walk in and I would be like hi I am the stranger with your hot semi-naked wife.” She laughed and said, “He won’t. He is out of town on business trip. I am all alone now. Killing my boredom was one of the reasons for me to get out with this tape recorder.” “Ok…I am sorry my lunch time is about to get over, I should go now.” “Hey…I live nearby, why don’t you come to my place for lunch, I would appreciate the company.” “Oh, I don’t want to bother you-” “Come on, you seem nice, don’t say no to your customer.” “Ok. I can’t say no to someone as pretty as you. Let’s go. Her house was on the seventh floor of her building. She asked me to sit on the couch and turned on the fan. As soon as the fan gained speed she stood below it and removed the part of her sari covering her boobs while pulling down her blouse. I could see the magnificence of her boobs. I was glad she had closed her eyes while enjoying the fan because I was erect again. She touched her pelvic region, looked at me and said smiling, “I have wanted to pee for so long. I will just be back.” She ran off inside. A moment later see called me from inside. “Hey! Come here!” I walked in following the voice. It was coming from the bathroom inside the master bedroom. To my surprise the door was open. I stood at the bedroom door. Her panty was lying near the bathroom. “Come here!” “Ok.” I walked to the door of the bathroom. She was sitting on the European closet which faced to another side of the bathroom. She was holding up her sari and I could see her bare thighs and ass. They seemed so soft and huge pressing against the closet. She said “I am such a bad hostess, I didn’t even offer you some water. It will be there in the refrigerator. Help yourself… aagh…” she closed her eyes and moaned “Oh I had so much pee.” She said smiling. I walked to the kitchen, then I felt the urge to see that ass again so I thought of an excuse and walked to the bathroom again. “I am sorry, I didn’t tell you my name. I am Akshay.” She released the last drop and got up covering her ass, disappointing me. She looked at me and smiled while washing her hands “You can call be Babita” She walked towards me while removing her sari. She opened the knot on her long hair and said to me while unhooking her blouse “I will change and come.” I walked to the balcony and it had started raining so I enjoyed the view. She walked in and stood next to me. She was wearing a very see-through white night dress which ended just below her ass and showed most of her cleavage. Her ass was lifting most of her dress at the back while at the front her boobs seemed ready to burst out at any moment. Inside she was wearing laced red bra and panties. We talked a lot, mostly about how lonely she felt. Half of the time I was staring at her cleavage. We drank a few beers while talking. She again excused herself to go pee. Her body looked magnificent when she walked away especially her long smooth legs and her hips which rocked from one side to the other. I was erect again. I thought of an idea and walked into the bathroom. I pointed to my erect dick and said “I want to pee too. He is becoming very unstable because of it.” She said with a very sympathetic expression “Oh my poor boys…Akshay remove your pants and come join me. Don’t torture yourself anymore. Come fast.” I removed my pants swiftly and sat in the closet facing her while we both stared into each other’s eyes. I held my penis and pushed it down. She noticed it and said laughing “Are you showing it the way?” “No, I have pushing it down. He is trying to stand up. He is very naughty.” “Oh really? Why is he trying to stand up?” “Because he likes exploring.” She bit her lower lip and looked into my eyes “Oh yeah? Where does he want to go?” “He won’t tell me. He will start his journey if I leave him to it.” “Is he good?” she laughed. We were done peeing by then. “Should I let him answer that?” She kept her hands on my ass and pulled me closer. Babita kept one of her legs over mine and one of my legs over her. She placed her hands on my shoulder and whispered: “Go ahead, fuck me as much as you can boy.” I inserted my dick into her and she moaned. I kept fucking her in that position for a minute while she pressed my face into her cleavage and scratched my back repeatedly with her long red nails. I felt as if I was about to cum. But I didn’t want to let her down by cumming so fast so I stopped and said: “Let’s do it on the bed.” “Ok. Undress yourself Akash.” “Akshay.” But she was not listening. She removed her clothes one by one and threw it on the floor. She jumped on the bed and laid there looking at me. Her boobs took a few extra seconds to become still. She had a bit of pubic hair on her pussy and her nipples were huge and pink. She folded her knees, spread her legs apart and tapped on her pussy saying “Eat it, boy.” I did as I was told for a few minutes while her echo filled the room. Both my and her hands were playing with her boobs. Then started sucking her boobs. This brought a fire in me. I stood up and pulled her legs towards me. I inserted my dick into her in one swift and forceful go which made her scream. Then I started fucking her very hard. The whole bed kept shaking badly but I was more focused on her boobs which kept moving in circles. She moaned very loudly. She said, “Stop!” “Do you want me to be gentle?” “No.” she removed a bottle of lubricant and started applying it to her ass hole. She was giving me a very nice blow job simultaneously. I felt like cumming in her mouth but I held back. She then said “fuck my ass-hole, doggy style.” she got into position and put that marvellous ass in front of my face. Then I had a desire. I said “I don’t have much more time I have to get back. Is it ok if we cum together? I will-” “Yeah ok. Just release it inside me.” That gave more a lot of stamina and I fucked her ass a lot. I spanked it while doing that. Her ass turned red with imprints of my palms. She was shouting a lot. She moaned and said, “I am about to cum now.” I took my dick out and inserted her pussy. I fucked her very hard which made the whole bed shake like an earthquake. I felt like my dick was part of a totally different universe, one which was very moist and soft, designed only to give me sensations I can’t find anywhere else around me. She shouted “Aaaa…now…cum inside me boy….baby cum inside me…” I felt as if a something wanted to push out through my body via my penis. I squeezed her boobs very tightly and came inside her shouting, “Babita…!” I lay on top of her for a while after that with my dick still inside her. Our breathing was in perfect synchro. The bed was wet with our sweat and my cum which had started to ooze out of the gap in her pussy which my dick was starting to leave as it slowly shrunk inside her. I dressed up and was about to leave when she said: “Wait!” She opened her purse and gave me a few 2000 rupee notes and told me to give it to my boss. “In case he asks where you were, just tell him you found a customer and give him the cash. He will be happy. Also give me your phone number, I have a few friends who might like to meeting…like this.” I gave her my phone number and walked out holding the notes…
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Guys have been sticking it in my ass since I was twelve and it was no big deal to me. If I was horny, and I was horny a lot, I could get off pretty hard getting my butt fucked. I did all the other stuff too, but most guys I went out with knew I would take it in the backdoor and that was what they wanted and I wanted to please. So when I turned 18 and realized I could make a pretty good living in porn, doing what I did best, I thought what the hell. It wasn’t like I was gonna get a lot of shit from my family about it. It was my two older brothers who had started doing stuff to me when I was 12. Tim was 15 and Ryan was 14 and they were just perpetually horny like most guys that age. I was pretty hot for 12. We were all pretty close and I had seen both of them beating off, just kind of watching when they’d leave a bedroom or bathroom door open. I knew they’d seen me because they had a hole drilled that could see into my bedroom. I pretended I didn’t know, but I liked to show off she I knew they could see me and it got me really hot thinking about them on the other side of the wall watching me and playing with their dicks. BODY: One day I was laying on my bed, had my legs all spread, and was working my pussy with one of mom’s vibrators, the electric plug in one they call a “Magic Wand”. You don’t stick it inside you, like a dick. It has this big massager head on it you put on your clit and it will make your brain melt out of your pussy. I was moaning and stuff, figuring the guys were probably watching because they could hear the buzzing and the moaning. It took me a minute after the first time I came to realize they were standing at the foot of the bed, just kind of smiling at me and stroking their dicks. I figured sooner or later they were going to fuck me, so I thought ok, this was it. Mom was out for the evening so we had plenty of time to play. I was ready for it and there wasn’t any doubt they wanted it so I said, “Okay, guys, you can do me but you gotta have condoms so I don’t get knocked up.” Well, of course they didn’t have any and said how about blowjobs and I said yeah, sure, and everybody got naked. Tim was the oldest so he sat on the bed with his back against the headboard. He had a really nice dick and it was pretty big for his age. He was already about 6 feet tall. I got on my hands and knees on the bed in front of him and started licking it all over. I really liked it. Ryan was playing with my pussy from behind, doing me with one hand and his own dick with the other. Then he started licking me and I thought that was really cool. I was very turned on but I figured I’d better remind Ryan about no fucking. Then he said something that kind of surprised me. “How about I do your butt?” He was rubbing his dick against my asshole, which was all spitty from when he was licking me. It felt pretty good. I had found out if I rubbed my asshole when I beat off with the vibrator it felt real good, but I had never stuck anything in there. “It’s gonna hurt.” “No, it’s cool, I’ll go real slow.” “You gotta stop if it hurts.” “Swear to God.” He pushed slow, and the head kind of popped in. I hadn’t got a real good look at his dick from when they were standing at the foot of the bed watching me, but feeling him now, spreading my butt, I remembered when I saw him in his room pulling on it that it was really thick with a big head. I remember thinking that for the first time up the ass I had picked the wrong brother, but by this time he was snaking it in pretty good and for a skinny little 12 year old I thought I was taking it pretty good. I was able to relax and so it just felt really full. I pushed back slow, kind of swallowing it, while I really went nuts on Tim’s dick, slobbering all over it. Ryan said, “You okay?” “Yeah, just hold it all the way in for a while, okay, don’t move yet.” He just kind of leaned forward against my butt and stayed there and I concentrated on relaxing. Tim had a hold of my ears and was stuffing my mouth pretty good and that was making me drool really sloppy on his dick. I told Ryan, “Now pull out a second. Slow.” Ryan popped out and I loaded up my hand with spit and shoved it up my butt. When Ryan slid back in it went real smooth and I let him know I was ready to get fucked now by sliding myself back and forth on his dick to get him started. That session with my two brothers was the first of what got to be a pretty regular thing until I was about 16 and the two boys had left home. I was 14 before Mom caught us. Our mom was nice to us and everything but she wasn’t what you’d call a good mother. She had a social life and she didn’t let having three kids interfere with that. My dad left when I was about 8 and after than mom became kid of socially active. Mostly she was socially active away from home, but after a while she would bring guys home and fuck them. We could hear it. But she always had them leave before morning. I don’t know if she ever told the boys anything about sex. She told me quite a lot. By the time I was eleven I knew pretty much about not getting pregnant and that kind of stuff. By the time I was twelve I looked pretty ripe so when mom had had a couple of drinks one night she kind of told me there were ways to make guys happy without having them stick it in your pussy – yeah, she called it a pussy – and usually if you made a guy come he wouldn’t be too pushy about doing that. When she came in one day on Tim and Ryan and me really going to town she looked pretty surprised, but at least I was taking her advice. I was sitting on Tim’s cock and had it buried up my ass while I blew Ryan who was standing next to us. There wasn’t much denying it so I just sort of froze when I saw her. We looked into each other’s eyes and I thought some kind of understanding passed between us. She closed the door and let us finish. The guys hadn’t seen her or I’m pretty sure they’d have lost their boners, so I figured I might as well get the juice. My latest thing was pulling a dick out of my ass and sucking it to squirt in my mouth. I saw that on porno tapes the guys had got and for some reason I thought that was pretty hot. I was douching my ass before fucking, so everything was real clean and it just looked so slutty and the guys really loved it so it got to be kind of a thing with me. For all I know I may have been the only 14 year old girl in my neighborhood that did full ass-to-mouth on a regular basis. So when the guys were ready to shoot I had each of them give me a couple of really deep strokes up my behind and then pull out and let me suck every drop. I would be sure to drool and slobber all over the place because that made them crazy too. I got pretty crazy myself. When we were finally done I was pretty messy, but I figured I had better deal with Mom. I wasn’t too sure what was going to happen and I figured I should talk to her before she went postal on the brothers and let her know this was cool with me and I liked it and they weren’t taking advantage of me or anything since I figured that was what she was going to be most pissed off about. I found her in the kitchen. “Uh, mom … “ “You have cum on your face.” I was kind of surprised and embarrassed and then just giggled. She kept a straight face. I licked my lips. She said, “Has this been a regular thing?” “Uh, kind of.” “Your idea or theirs?” “Well, we were kind of peeping on each other and then stuff just happened. I don’t take it in the pussy though.” “But you get it in your behind?” Uh, she only saw me when I was squatting on Tim and there wasn’t much doubt where his dick was. “Yeah, I do. I kind of like it.” She gave me a half-smile. “I figured.” “Mom, I’m really cool with it. I like doing stuff with Tim and Ryan and they’re not going to try to fuck my pussy and I promise I’ll be careful with other guys.” I thought she might give me a lot of mother stuff, but then she’d never been a really typical mother. She said, “You know, you can tell me stuff, stuff you’re doing and if you have questions or if anything scares you or anybody bothers you, you can tell me, you know that, right?” “Sure mom, I know.” Then she gave me the rest of the smile, “So which one of my little boys is a better fuck?” And we both started to laugh. “I guess Tim, but Ryan is thicker so I like him in my butt when I really want to cum hard. I sit on him and use your Magic Wand and blow Tim and squeeze with my butt and god, it’s like my head’s gonna explode, you know?” Her smile said yes, she knew. “Uh, mom, do you … you know … do that kinda stuff?” She hesitated for a second and then obviously figured what the hell we were already sharing a whole lot of information. “Yes, I do. I’ve always loved sex and started doing stuff when I was a little younger than you are. I didn’t have brothers, but finding boys was never a problem. I was a little older than you when I started getting it back there, though.” “Who was your first?” “For doing anything with somebody else? My cousin. We just fooled around and licked each other. Got each other off pretty good though. She was hot.” Slowly this sunk in. From the expression on mom’s face I could tell she was kind of getting a kick out of shocking me. “Uh, she? Your cousin was a girl? Oh, my, god!” I wasn’t really that shocked. I mean, I knew about girls doing girls. There was a Chinese girl at school that other girls said ate pussy and they kind of giggled about it, but I got sort of wet whenever I saw her and thought about it. She was pretty cute. “So you like girls? I mean, do you still … you know …?” “Do I still do women? Oh, yeah. But I mostly do men.” “Do you ever, like, do group stuff, like more than one person at a time, like…?” “Yes, I know what you mean, and yes, I do ‘group stuff’. Mostly with another woman and a guy. I know a number of couples who like to play that way and I have a couple of girlfriends I team up with to do guys.” “Wow. This is really a lot to take in.” “Welcome to the club. I just came home and found my three kids naked and my daughter had a dick in her ass.” Then we both laughed again. It looked like Mom was going to be cool about this. And that’s when things started to get really interesting … watch for part two
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"Our next peice of merchandise is a young Ameircan boy, 14 years of age. You can tell by his smooth black hair and deep blue eyes that he is defintantly a high peice of precious work. There is, as you can see, no excess body fat, he has a lean body and is in very good condition. On stage was a young 14 year old boy. Two broad men sorrounded him. One held up his face for the crowd to see, the other held open his legs for them people in the crowd to become arroused. You could tell by the distant look in his eyes that he was well sedated. It was even possible that Evan didnt know the he was being sold as a profit he just sat there dazed. The man spoke on clearly and entergetically. "Evan is, of course, a virgin, as well as his tender front. The man holding open Evans legs moved his hand along the length of his dick and begin to rub it up and down slowly before he got to the balls and began to tickle them with his finger. Evan flenched and tried to jump back but with no pervail. Some of them men in the crowd hooted and hollard as they held down their arising erections. "Evan is defintly beautiful as well as his face, all of you men in here can see what an oppritunity this is, to have a chance to posses such an innocent child. So with that i will start the bidding at 65 million." The crowd sat silent for a moment, but it didnt take long for the entire buliding to burst out with spontaneous prices. "69 million." yelled someone. "72 million" "75 million." "78 million!" "85 million." Once again the crowd went silent. Some of the men in the crowd was staring at the hightest bidder who was decent looking. While some of the men took the opprituinty to rub their buldges under the table from the arising pain from staring at the black hair blue eyed beauty. "I hear 85 million, well that is certainly a high bid, may i take the time to say this is the highest bid ever made for anyone. This price proves how beautiful Evan is. 85 million...sold!!! Evan looked up dazed and sick to his stomache, but he didnt have much time to think on it before a group of men closed in around him and everything suddenly went black. "Please stop.!" Evan was bent over on the bed with his ass in the air while some man held one of his hands forcefully behind his back making it impossible for Evan to move. "You're a virgin arent you, see im being gentle with you." he leaned forward and kissed Evan on his right cheek. He flinched. "You dont understand your position well so im going to half to teach you." The man squeezed onto Evans hand and quickly inserted one his fingers in Evans rosey tighy whole. "You really are a virgin how captivating." Evan groaned out in pain, if he got sick from one finger in his ass imagine two. The finger seemed to plunge forward in his ass at a great speed...it was dry, hard, and long. Evan felt the finger swirling around inside him he had to fight from throwing up. "I just wanted to hear you cry out in pain." The man leaned over and driped some lubricant on his hand he rubbed on Evans man hood soothing it with his now wet hand. The feeling of the man rubbing and tickling his balls made him feel sick. He wasnt gay he wasnt, he was just a child. "It feels good doesnt it Evan, just admit it, you like me probing around inside of you...should i suck you off?" "No more..please." the innocence in Evans voice just made his captor even more horny than usual..hearing Evan plead with him was a turn on. The pain that swallowed him incresed everytime the finger slammed inside of him and made a wet sound. "Your so beautiful" the man said. "I cant just settle for my finger pleasuring you i want all of you." Evan tried to wiggle away but way overcome when the man threw himself ontop of him. He felt a hand grabing and jerking away at his dick. The sensation hurt and he was begnining to get hard. He felt his dick throbbing entergetically as the man massaged him lovingly. "I want all of you." He flipped Evan over on his stomache and licked his nipple. He went lower and lower kissing each part of Evans lean body untill he finally opened his mouth around Evan's dick and took all 6 1/2 inches of it in his mouh. The warm sensation and the spit moving back and forth on his dick felt good. The burning sensation now arising in his dick again was to great, he couldnt even bring himself to fight the man off. He wasnt gay, he wasnt he hated the sensation and the man doing this to him...but at the same time he had never felt like this before. His dick began to jerk back and forth back and forth as Evan tried to pull away but he was held down. "It feels good, you like it, you feel it comming, let it all out." Evan grimaced as his body convulsed in pain. He let out a cry of pain that echoed in his pain. Thick white liquid spill from the mans mouth and onto Evans dick. he licked and slurped on it. Before he knew what was happening he was tasting his own sperm, the man had shoved a finger full in his mouth and then swirled it around as he let his tounge play with Evan's tounge. Evan pulled away and threw up. That was absolutley gross. As he threw up he hurled himself across the room and ran for the door. Quick like a fox the man had Evan by his black hair and already had him pinned against the wall. He could kick and scream all he wanted he wasnt going anywhere. "Come on Evan we're not done here." He shoved his hands down his pants and ripped them off while pinching Evan's nipple. Evan accidently moaned out which was meant to be a cry of pain. "Stop!" Obviously he didnt hear a word he said because in seconds he threw Evan on the bed, he stood over him and covered him with his body while Evan cryed out in protest. "85 million can replace our son James!" "No but it can replace our home, if everything goes according to plan someone will come and take him back and we will get a bigger profit. I have a word that he is still a virgin that will go far." "You made our son a sex slave, do you understand that you sold him, along with his innocence!" "Dont worry Evan will be well taken care of, but we might not see him again, i doubt if they will give Evan back!" "Evan is now a peice of merchandie ready for anyone to buy him." The pros and cons of breathing
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This is the story of my friend Wren, and her first time with us attending a swingers party where we play a variation of the Key Party game. I will attempt to tell this story from wrens point of view, so bear with me... It was the end of the day, and the party was beginning, when Stella and David, our host for the nights fun; announced we will be having a special key party. The rules were to be as follows: 1. every driver put their keys into a bowl to be drawn. 2. non drivers would pick out one set of keys. 3. whoever the keys belonged to, would be whom you fucked there on the premisis. 4. to make sure everyone went through with it, we would all do it at the same time in front of each other. This variation of the game intrigued me; because this was the first time with this group of people. There were counted out to be sixteen sets of keys, but eighteen girls who would draw. So Stella announced two sets of girls will go with two randomly drawn key owners...these were determined randomly by a number count. Luckily I was not one of them. I am hoping at this time to get Bills keys; but it turned out he got the two girls on the first draw...damn!!! As luck would have it, I had to wait until last to draw from the bowl. No real challenge as everyone was paired up by this time. Some of them were already going for it, getting undressed, kissing and caressing each other. Right now, I was getting pretty nervous, and was not sure i could go through with it after all. Bill just looked at me and nodded, as if to say "You can do it wren." He then turned his attention back to the two girls with him, who were already topless, and played with their breasts. I drew the keys out of the bowl, and commented "Okay, who owns the toyota?" as casually as i could. I looked around and smiled the weakest smile i ever have. It looked like everyone was occupied, so who's keys were these then? David and Stella looked around, asking whos keys these were? For a time no one fessed up to owning them. Finally, a young lady in a frilly blue dress stood up, looking at me sheepishly, saying "they are mine." "Oh shit." someone said; I just looked at her, and cat calls started up at me. Bill looked up from the girls, who were now naked, and all over him, smiling "GO FOR IT WREN." I got my nerve up, and decided to do what I could. She sat me down next to her, and explainde she would take care of everything. I just needed to relax and enjoy myself. David declared the fun is to begin. With this she got up, and dropped her dress to the ground. I was staring at her, her perfect breasts, stomach, legs, and her shaved pussy! it just finally sunk in for reals what was about to happen to me!!! In what seemed like quick order, my gown was taken off. She dropped it on top of her own, and smiled at me. "Come on, lets see the rest of you now." I looked quickly around, and all the others were in the process of getting it on with their partners. Bill was having fun with the twins...one was blowing his cock, while he was eating the other ones pussy out. But back to business... She leaned over me, her breasts (BIG ONES) hanging down onto my bra. Her hands went to my neck, down my chest, and stopped. Then she started undoing my bra. Now, I am not big breasted, but she giggled when she saw them. She declared that they were just the size she liked. "A handful and not much more." My nipples quickly became erect. Her mouth came down on them, with her tounge licking them in soft circles. Her lips sucked gently on them as well. I got SOOOOOO wound up that I nearly lost it right there. Her hands went down to my panties, and eased them off of me. (she flung them into the piles of clothing on the floor.) Next, she spread my legs apart, and started kissing my thighs, slowly working down toward my pussy. Just before getting there, she stopped and started blowing on me, causing shivers of delight to run up my spine and body. I couldnt believe how much i was enjoying this. She used her fingers to open me up, and started sucking and licking my clit. She knew exactly where and how to do it, just as only a woman can. I started squirming and rocking, my breath came raspy and quickened with the delight of her tounge touching me like no one else has before. (sorry bill, but even you are not that good.) Her fingers started working their way into me, becoming slick with my juices. Every time i was ready to cum, she backed off a bit, then went at it again and again and again in a way that elongated my enjoyment. I came four times that night, and got to learn how to eat pussy by an expert. I love these parties, especially where i can get a girl in front of me, and a man behind me at the same time.
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I don't know how I got here. I remember the events but somehow they seem so disconnected from any reality that I can comprehend. I'm forty years old. I work in an office. I support some financial software in a large firm. It's not a very technical role and the work is fairly dull. When I look back on my life before my divorce, it seems like a monotonous pattern of events. Work, come home, eat, shower up. Fuck sometimes. Go to sleep. Lather, rinse, repeat as the shampoo bottles say. I barely remember her name most days. Her memory is like a photo in someone else's house. Blond hair, blue eyes smiling up at me. But like those photos, I don't know her. I've never met her. The final papers came in the mail four years ago. I signed them and put them in an envelope with too many stamps. Not an absurd number. Maybe four. I stuffed the envelope in one of those big blue mailboxes so it the post office wouldn't lose it. Three years ago, I noticed a teenager in a coffee shop. I went in that shop almost every day on the way home. The shop never seemed busy. It must have been early fall or mid spring. The sunlight had started to fade. I don't think anyone would have noticed her at all if the store had been busy. Maybe not even me. She had light brown skin and unruly curls. She didn't look like my type, to be honest. I don't mind a bigger woman but she was bigger than I thought I cared for back then. She wore flip flops and jeans that didn't reach her ankles. Maybe they were supposed to be capris. They weren't high end enough for that. Her shirt had gone through the wash too many times. The barista handed me my coffee concoction and I walked in the direction of the door. Something made me turn around. I walked up to her table. "Hey." She looked up. "What?" "Mind if I sit here?" She frowned and then relented. "Ok, I guess." I pulled out a chair at the opposite end of the table and sat down in it. "My name is Mike." "Gabriel," she said. I sipped my coffee. All the milk and sugar had cooled it down already. "Do you always sit at the only occupied table when a fat ugly seventeen year old is there?" she whispered. Her voice didn't sound like an accusation. Maybe like confusion, fear, and anger. I gulped. "I didn't know you were seventeen and you're not ugly. Not to me anyway. I don't really know why I sat down but it wasn't to try to hit on you." "It's ok. I shouldn't be so angry." "Get angry if you want to. If you think some old guy is creeping on you, then flip the fuck out. I wouldn't judge." The rest of the conversation faded from my memory but I know after a few minutes of awkwardness, I stood up and took my leave. That night, I spotted a neighbor sneak out of her apartment while I smoked on the porch. I nodded to her. She looked so alive. Emotions poured out of every inch of her. A symphony too complex and wonderful to behold. It took a moment for me to realize she wasn't dressed for leaving the house. Her blond hair flicked against the fuchsia nightgown she wore. She looked around and then walked to me. "Hey, Mike." "Hey, Shelly." "Kind of a weird question to ask, but do you mind if I come in?" I pondered this for a moment. The question had the same impact on me as a request for a cup of sugar, I guess. "I don't mind. Let me finish my cigarette and I'll be right behind you." Shelly looked around again before walking into my apartment. It took two more minutes for the butt to burn down to a nub. I squashed it on the concrete and stuffed it in the planter. I walked in my apartment and felt a faint tinge of surprise when I saw her on my couch. I hadn't imagined her visit. She cupped her breasts through the fabric of her nightie. "You came to fuck me?" I asked. "Yeah. I hope that's alright. Pete's drunk off his ass for the fourth time in as many days and I could use a good fuck." "That's fine," I walked up to the couch and put my hands on her waist. I felt the slight hint of that roll a lithe woman gets not with weight gain but with age. She didn't look that much older than me. The skin on her face betrayed a few too many days out on a summer day. She felt mortal and vulnerable. Like we all are, I suppose. I kissed her. It felt awkward because of the angle so I sat down beside her and kissed her again. Shelly reached for my belt and undid it. I noticed a little wet spot on my pants where the tip of my cock fought against my pants and felt a little embarrassment. At least one part of me felt excitement, I thought. I put my right hand around her shoulder and grabbed her breast with my left. I remember thinking she didn't wear a bra and then mentally smacking myself because of course she didn't wear a bra in her nightie. Her breast trembled in my hand. "Are you cold?" "A little. I'll warm up, though," the words sounded like a poorly written soap opera seduction scene. I had become something of an expert at soap operas after the divorce. I kissed her again, more deeply. She tilted her head back and I let my tongue probe her mouth. She unbuttoned my pants and reached in. "I was starting to think you weren't really that interested," she said. "No, I'm very interested." "Ok." She grasped my dick and rubbed the precum down my shaft until she had slathered it completely. The muscles in the small of my back grew tense. Shelly rubbed my cock up and down until I could barely contain it. "Not quite yet," she said. She pulled her hand out and the band of my underwear snapped against my dick. She slid out of my arms and pulled me along to the bedroom. I remember feeling a brief moment of disgust at the messy state of my bed but she pushed the blankets onto the floor without comment and pulled her nightie off. She stood in front of me wearing just a satiny fuchsia bottom. Her brown nipples drew my attention. I wanted her slightly sagging breasts in my hands. I pulled my pants and shirt off. I didn't feel quite ready to have my underwear off but the band irritated me so I slid them off and tossed them to my hamper. Shelly climbed on the bed, legs apart just slightly. I climbed on top of her and looked into her eyes. They looked wild and restrained. I grasped her breasts and massaged them. "Harder," she whispered. "You can do better than that." I gripped them and my cock robbed slightly against her loose fitting bottom. My damp cock pulled her bottom with it as it went along. I leaned down and sucked on her nipple. Both her nipples grew and her legs ached along my back. I bit gently and she moaned. Her back arched and she pressed her breast up against my face. She reached down and pressed my cock against her crotch. I rubbed it against her and felt wet seeping through her bottom. Her heat felt animal and dangerous. I kissed between her breasts once and moved to her other breast. I nibbled slightly at Shelly's nipple and she squirmed against me. She pushed me off and nudged her bottom to the floor. I sat up beside her and reached between her legs. A few days of stubble brushed my hand and I wondered how long she had planned this. Her lips looked so different from my ex wife's. Darker, firmer. Maybe a little longer or maybe I imagined it. I rubbed alongside them. Her juice felt so slick. I pushed her hood and a little pink bit of wonder stared up at me. I knelt down and licked it. Shelly tasted musky and just a little bitter. I put a finger in her pussy and ran over her lips and nub with my tongue. "Fuck me," she said. I climbed between her legs and she grabbed my cock and pushed it in. I adjusted my knees and thrust into her depths. The heat of her felt scalding. Sweat welled up around her mound and when I reached for her breasts, sweat covered the palms of my hands. I set my hands over her shoulders and rocked my hips. She squeaked with every hit of the beat we made. Her chest felt slick against mine. Simultaneously hot and chilly. Every inch of her torso gleamed with tension and faint sunspots. I noticed an aching sensation in my cock and my balls had become wet with sweat and the wetness sliding off my cock. I fucked her harder and faster until her squeaks became shrieks and profanities. My dick trembled and spat cum into her. I kept thrusting and the bed shook. She let out one final scream and exhaled deeply. "That was so good, Mike." "I enjoyed it too," I said. I pulled out of her and rolled over. "This isn't an affair, by the way. I'm just going to fuck you sometimes, alright?" I nodded. When my cock grew cold and soft, she reached her foot up, placed them under my sticky sack and wiggled my cock against my abdomen. After awhile, she sat up and pulled her bottom and nightie back on. I walked out of the bedroom with her. She walked to the door. "You're not going to take a shower?" I saw a sticky mess slithering down her crotch. She looked back at me. "No. If he asks, I'll just tell him he and I fucked. Or maybe I'll tell him you and I fucked," she shrugged. Shelly walked out the door and shut it behind her. I waited five or ten minutes and then put on a robe and smoked another cigarette on the porch.
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I don't know how I got here. I remember the events but somehow they seem so disconnected from any reality that I can comprehend. I'm forty years old. I work in an office. I support some financial software in a large firm. It's not a very technical role and the work is fairly dull. When I look back on my life before my divorce, it seems like a monotonous pattern of events. Work, come home, eat, shower up. Fuck sometimes. Go to sleep. Lather, rinse, repeat as the shampoo bottles say. I barely remember her name most days. Her memory is like a photo in someone else's house. Blond hair, blue eyes smiling up at me. But like those photos, I don't know her. I've never met her. The final papers came in the mail four years ago. I signed them and put them in an envelope with too many stamps. Not an absurd number. Maybe four. I stuffed the envelope in one of those big blue mailboxes so it the post office wouldn't lose it. Three years ago, I noticed a teenager in a coffee shop. I went in that shop almost every day on the way home. The shop never seemed busy. It must have been early fall or mid spring. The sunlight had started to fade. I don't think anyone would have noticed her at all if the store had been busy. Maybe not even me. She had light brown skin and unruly curls. She didn't look like my type, to be honest. I don't mind a bigger woman but she was bigger than I thought I cared for back then. She wore flip flops and jeans that didn't reach her ankles. Maybe they were supposed to be capris. They weren't high end enough for that. Her shirt had gone through the wash too many times. The barista handed me my coffee concoction and I walked in the direction of the door. Something made me turn around. I walked up to her table. "Hey." She looked up. "What?" "Mind if I sit here?" She frowned and then relented. "Ok, I guess." I pulled out a chair at the opposite end of the table and sat down in it. "My name is Mike." "Gabriel," she said. I sipped my coffee. All the milk and sugar had cooled it down already. "Do you always sit at the only occupied table when a fat ugly seventeen year old is there?" she whispered. Her voice didn't sound like an accusation. Maybe like confusion, fear, and anger. I gulped. "I didn't know you were seventeen and you're not ugly. Not to me anyway. I don't really know why I sat down but it wasn't to try to hit on you." "It's ok. I shouldn't be so angry." "Get angry if you want to. If you think some old guy is creeping on you, then flip the fuck out. I wouldn't judge." The rest of the conversation faded from my memory but I know after a few minutes of awkwardness, I stood up and took my leave. That night, I spotted a neighbor sneak out of her apartment while I smoked on the porch. I nodded to her. She looked so alive. Emotions poured out of every inch of her. A symphony too complex and wonderful to behold. It took a moment for me to realize she wasn't dressed for leaving the house. Her blond hair flicked against the fuchsia nightgown she wore. She looked around and then walked to me. "Hey, Mike." "Hey, Shelly." "Kind of a weird question to ask, but do you mind if I come in?" I pondered this for a moment. The question had the same impact on me as a request for a cup of sugar, I guess. "I don't mind. Let me finish my cigarette and I'll be right behind you." Shelly looked around again before walking into my apartment. It took two more minutes for the butt to burn down to a nub. I squashed it on the concrete and stuffed it in the planter. I walked in my apartment and felt a faint tinge of surprise when I saw her on my couch. I hadn't imagined her visit. She cupped her breasts through the fabric of her nightie. "You came to fuck me?" I asked. "Yeah. I hope that's alright. Pete's drunk off his ass for the fourth time in as many days and I could use a good fuck." "That's fine," I walked up to the couch and put my hands on her waist. I felt the slight hint of that roll a lithe woman gets not with weight gain but with age. She didn't look that much older than me. The skin on her face betrayed a few too many days out on a summer day. She felt mortal and vulnerable. Like we all are, I suppose. I kissed her. It felt awkward because of the angle so I sat down beside her and kissed her again. Shelly reached for my belt and undid it. I noticed a little wet spot on my pants where the tip of my cock fought against my pants and felt a little embarrassment. At least one part of me felt excitement, I thought. I put my right hand around her shoulder and grabbed her breast with my left. I remember thinking she didn't wear a bra and then mentally smacking myself because of course she didn't wear a bra in her nightie. Her breast trembled in my hand. "Are you cold?" "A little. I'll warm up, though," the words sounded like a poorly written soap opera seduction scene. I had become something of an expert at soap operas after the divorce. I kissed her again, more deeply. She tilted her head back and I let my tongue probe her mouth. She unbuttoned my pants and reached in. "I was starting to think you weren't really that interested," she said. "No, I'm very interested." "Ok." She grasped my dick and rubbed the precum down my shaft until she had slathered it completely. The muscles in the small of my back grew tense. Shelly rubbed my cock up and down until I could barely contain it. "Not quite yet," she said. She pulled her hand out and the band of my underwear snapped against my dick. She slid out of my arms and pulled me along to the bedroom. I remember feeling a brief moment of disgust at the messy state of my bed but she pushed the blankets onto the floor without comment and pulled her nightie off. She stood in front of me wearing just a satiny fuchsia bottom. Her brown nipples drew my attention. I wanted her slightly sagging breasts in my hands. I pulled my pants and shirt off. I didn't feel quite ready to have my underwear off but the band irritated me so I slid them off and tossed them to my hamper. Shelly climbed on the bed, legs apart just slightly. I climbed on top of her and looked into her eyes. They looked wild and restrained. I grasped her breasts and massaged them. "Harder," she whispered. "You can do better than that." I gripped them and my cock robbed slightly against her loose fitting bottom. My damp cock pulled her bottom with it as it went along. I leaned down and sucked on her nipple. Both her nipples grew and her legs ached along my back. I bit gently and she moaned. Her back arched and she pressed her breast up against my face. She reached down and pressed my cock against her crotch. I rubbed it against her and felt wet seeping through her bottom. Her heat felt animal and dangerous. I kissed between her breasts once and moved to her other breast. I nibbled slightly at Shelly's nipple and she squirmed against me. She pushed me off and nudged her bottom to the floor. I sat up beside her and reached between her legs. A few days of stubble brushed my hand and I wondered how long she had planned this. Her lips looked so different from my ex wife's. Darker, firmer. Maybe a little longer or maybe I imagined it. I rubbed alongside them. Her juice felt so slick. I pushed her hood and a little pink bit of wonder stared up at me. I knelt down and licked it. Shelly tasted musky and just a little bitter. I put a finger in her pussy and ran over her lips and nub with my tongue. "Fuck me," she said. I climbed between her legs and she grabbed my cock and pushed it in. I adjusted my knees and thrust into her depths. The heat of her felt scalding. Sweat welled up around her mound and when I reached for her breasts, sweat covered the palms of my hands. I set my hands over her shoulders and rocked my hips. She squeaked with every hit of the beat we made. Her chest felt slick against mine. Simultaneously hot and chilly. Every inch of her torso gleamed with tension and faint sunspots. I noticed an aching sensation in my cock and my balls had become wet with sweat and the wetness sliding off my cock. I fucked her harder and faster until her squeaks became shrieks and profanities. My dick trembled and spat cum into her. I kept thrusting and the bed shook. She let out one final scream and exhaled deeply. "That was so good, Mike." "I enjoyed it too," I said. I pulled out of her and rolled over. "This isn't an affair, by the way. I'm just going to fuck you sometimes, alright?" I nodded. When my cock grew cold and soft, she reached her foot up, placed them under my sticky sack and wiggled my cock against my abdomen. After awhile, she sat up and pulled her bottom and nightie back on. I walked out of the bedroom with her. She walked to the door. "You're not going to take a shower?" I saw a sticky mess slithering down her crotch. She looked back at me. "No. If he asks, I'll just tell him he and I fucked. Or maybe I'll tell him you and I fucked," she shrugged. Shelly walked out the door and shut it behind her. I waited five or ten minutes and then put on a robe and smoked another cigarette on the porch.
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I don't know how I got here. I remember the events but somehow they seem so disconnected from any reality that I can comprehend. I'm forty years old. I work in an office. I support some financial software in a large firm. It's not a very technical role and the work is fairly dull. When I look back on my life before my divorce, it seems like a monotonous pattern of events. Work, come home, eat, shower up. Fuck sometimes. Go to sleep. Lather, rinse, repeat as the shampoo bottles say. I barely remember her name most days. Her memory is like a photo in someone else's house. Blond hair, blue eyes smiling up at me. But like those photos, I don't know her. I've never met her. The final papers came in the mail four years ago. I signed them and put them in an envelope with too many stamps. Not an absurd number. Maybe four. I stuffed the envelope in one of those big blue mailboxes so it the post office wouldn't lose it. Three years ago, I noticed a teenager in a coffee shop. I went in that shop almost every day on the way home. The shop never seemed busy. It must have been early fall or mid spring. The sunlight had started to fade. I don't think anyone would have noticed her at all if the store had been busy. Maybe not even me. She had light brown skin and unruly curls. She didn't look like my type, to be honest. I don't mind a bigger woman but she was bigger than I thought I cared for back then. She wore flip flops and jeans that didn't reach her ankles. Maybe they were supposed to be capris. They weren't high end enough for that. Her shirt had gone through the wash too many times. The barista handed me my coffee concoction and I walked in the direction of the door. Something made me turn around. I walked up to her table. "Hey." She looked up. "What?" "Mind if I sit here?" She frowned and then relented. "Ok, I guess." I pulled out a chair at the opposite end of the table and sat down in it. "My name is Mike." "Gabriel," she said. I sipped my coffee. All the milk and sugar had cooled it down already. "Do you always sit at the only occupied table when a fat ugly seventeen year old is there?" she whispered. Her voice didn't sound like an accusation. Maybe like confusion, fear, and anger. I gulped. "I didn't know you were seventeen and you're not ugly. Not to me anyway. I don't really know why I sat down but it wasn't to try to hit on you." "It's ok. I shouldn't be so angry." "Get angry if you want to. If you think some old guy is creeping on you, then flip the fuck out. I wouldn't judge." The rest of the conversation faded from my memory but I know after a few minutes of awkwardness, I stood up and took my leave. That night, I spotted a neighbor sneak out of her apartment while I smoked on the porch. I nodded to her. She looked so alive. Emotions poured out of every inch of her. A symphony too complex and wonderful to behold. It took a moment for me to realize she wasn't dressed for leaving the house. Her blond hair flicked against the fuchsia nightgown she wore. She looked around and then walked to me. "Hey, Mike." "Hey, Shelly." "Kind of a weird question to ask, but do you mind if I come in?" I pondered this for a moment. The question had the same impact on me as a request for a cup of sugar, I guess. "I don't mind. Let me finish my cigarette and I'll be right behind you." Shelly looked around again before walking into my apartment. It took two more minutes for the butt to burn down to a nub. I squashed it on the concrete and stuffed it in the planter. I walked in my apartment and felt a faint tinge of surprise when I saw her on my couch. I hadn't imagined her visit. She cupped her breasts through the fabric of her nightie. "You came to fuck me?" I asked. "Yeah. I hope that's alright. Pete's drunk off his ass for the fourth time in as many days and I could use a good fuck." "That's fine," I walked up to the couch and put my hands on her waist. I felt the slight hint of that roll a lithe woman gets not with weight gain but with age. She didn't look that much older than me. The skin on her face betrayed a few too many days out on a summer day. She felt mortal and vulnerable. Like we all are, I suppose. I kissed her. It felt awkward because of the angle so I sat down beside her and kissed her again. Shelly reached for my belt and undid it. I noticed a little wet spot on my pants where the tip of my cock fought against my pants and felt a little embarrassment. At least one part of me felt excitement, I thought. I put my right hand around her shoulder and grabbed her breast with my left. I remember thinking she didn't wear a bra and then mentally smacking myself because of course she didn't wear a bra in her nightie. Her breast trembled in my hand. "Are you cold?" "A little. I'll warm up, though," the words sounded like a poorly written soap opera seduction scene. I had become something of an expert at soap operas after the divorce. I kissed her again, more deeply. She tilted her head back and I let my tongue probe her mouth. She unbuttoned my pants and reached in. "I was starting to think you weren't really that interested," she said. "No, I'm very interested." "Ok." She grasped my dick and rubbed the precum down my shaft until she had slathered it completely. The muscles in the small of my back grew tense. Shelly rubbed my cock up and down until I could barely contain it. "Not quite yet," she said. She pulled her hand out and the band of my underwear snapped against my dick. She slid out of my arms and pulled me along to the bedroom. I remember feeling a brief moment of disgust at the messy state of my bed but she pushed the blankets onto the floor without comment and pulled her nightie off. She stood in front of me wearing just a satiny fuchsia bottom. Her brown nipples drew my attention. I wanted her slightly sagging breasts in my hands. I pulled my pants and shirt off. I didn't feel quite ready to have my underwear off but the band irritated me so I slid them off and tossed them to my hamper. Shelly climbed on the bed, legs apart just slightly. I climbed on top of her and looked into her eyes. They looked wild and restrained. I grasped her breasts and massaged them. "Harder," she whispered. "You can do better than that." I gripped them and my cock robbed slightly against her loose fitting bottom. My damp cock pulled her bottom with it as it went along. I leaned down and sucked on her nipple. Both her nipples grew and her legs ached along my back. I bit gently and she moaned. Her back arched and she pressed her breast up against my face. She reached down and pressed my cock against her crotch. I rubbed it against her and felt wet seeping through her bottom. Her heat felt animal and dangerous. I kissed between her breasts once and moved to her other breast. I nibbled slightly at Shelly's nipple and she squirmed against me. She pushed me off and nudged her bottom to the floor. I sat up beside her and reached between her legs. A few days of stubble brushed my hand and I wondered how long she had planned this. Her lips looked so different from my ex wife's. Darker, firmer. Maybe a little longer or maybe I imagined it. I rubbed alongside them. Her juice felt so slick. I pushed her hood and a little pink bit of wonder stared up at me. I knelt down and licked it. Shelly tasted musky and just a little bitter. I put a finger in her pussy and ran over her lips and nub with my tongue. "Fuck me," she said. I climbed between her legs and she grabbed my cock and pushed it in. I adjusted my knees and thrust into her depths. The heat of her felt scalding. Sweat welled up around her mound and when I reached for her breasts, sweat covered the palms of my hands. I set my hands over her shoulders and rocked my hips. She squeaked with every hit of the beat we made. Her chest felt slick against mine. Simultaneously hot and chilly. Every inch of her torso gleamed with tension and faint sunspots. I noticed an aching sensation in my cock and my balls had become wet with sweat and the wetness sliding off my cock. I fucked her harder and faster until her squeaks became shrieks and profanities. My dick trembled and spat cum into her. I kept thrusting and the bed shook. She let out one final scream and exhaled deeply. "That was so good, Mike." "I enjoyed it too," I said. I pulled out of her and rolled over. "This isn't an affair, by the way. I'm just going to fuck you sometimes, alright?" I nodded. When my cock grew cold and soft, she reached her foot up, placed them under my sticky sack and wiggled my cock against my abdomen. After awhile, she sat up and pulled her bottom and nightie back on. I walked out of the bedroom with her. She walked to the door. "You're not going to take a shower?" I saw a sticky mess slithering down her crotch. She looked back at me. "No. If he asks, I'll just tell him he and I fucked. Or maybe I'll tell him you and I fucked," she shrugged. Shelly walked out the door and shut it behind her. I waited five or ten minutes and then put on a robe and smoked another cigarette on the porch.
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I felt sore all over. No woman had stayed overnight at my apartment in years. Shelly did it on accident but it felt strange. It felt strange to feel even if I mostly felt the bruises from Diane. As much as I wanted to feel, I didn't want to feel this. Shelly left the front door open so I looked down the hall to make sure no one could see me. I dropped out of bed. It took a few seconds to pull my pants on. The absurd thoughts you think at times like those. I remember wondering if I should keep a newspaper in the house so I could use it as a prop when I went to shut the door. A spring on the door to keep it from staying open would have helped more. I shut the door and walked over to my computer. A huge heat wave threatened Greece. I closed out the browser and opened up my e-mail. Fired off a quick note to my boss saying I'd be in an hour late. No real reason. The sun woke me up a half hour earlier than I usually woke anyway. I just didn't want to go. I didn't want to see Diane. I didn't want other people to see me in this state even if they couldn't tell. I turned on the coffee and climbed into the shower. The cold water gave me a jar. The warmth highlighted every bruise and sore muscle. My dick felt like a pathetic skin tag dangling uselessly between my legs. The scent of coffee wafted its way into the bathroom. I sighed as the pain melded into the background radiation of my life. The next hour passed and I found myself at work. I'd missed a weekly meeting I never gave two shits about and my boss came over to fill me in on what I'd missed. I think he mostly wanted to chat and ignore other things. "You should come to the green with us on Friday," he winked. "There's this girl at the bar who--" He looked around and whispered, "I swear to god wears her bra and pants one size too small. If she's wearing panties, they're the best damn panties I've ever heard of." I laughed. "I sold my clubs with my convertible." "Oh, come on, man. You've got to get some kind of life. You look like you've had a boxing match with a box of kittens." My phone buzzed in my pocket and I flinched. "Anyway, you can borrow my clubs if you want. Hell, I'll sell you my old ones. By which I mean give you my clubs and tell my wife I sold them and drank the proceeds. She'll be so happy they're out of the garage she might give me a blow job." "I'll think about it." "Oh, come on, you always say that." My phone buzzed again. "Well, I really will think about it this time. How about that?" I smiled. He slapped my arm. "That's my boy. Who's that texting you anyway? Hot date?" He raised his eyebrows. I laughed. "I'd love to kiss and tell but not in the office, ok?" He grinned. "Alright. Now you definitely have to come to the club. I'll let you get back to the hot secret lover." It sounded like he didn't need to go far. I guessed he went to give Jim the same routine. I could never tell if Harry would ever cheat on his wife. Just that kind of guy. I pulled my cell out of my pocket and opened up my texts. Diane had sent both messages. The first was a picture of me holding my cock. I looked so confused in the pic. The second message said to get my pasty white ass to the bathroom on the second floor. I turned the phone on vibrate and stuffed the phone in my pocket. I considered ignoring the texts. I wondered what she would do. I didn't really want to know. I locked my computer and walked to the stairwell. Claire sat typing away at a rapid fire pace. I hoped she never sent me any of her communications but sometimes wondered if she really just wrote steamy romance novels all day. I passed her cube and turned a dark corner. I knocked on the bathroom door and heard Diane say, "Oh come on, you putz." I opened the door, stepped in, and locked it behind me. Diane leaned back on the toilet with her hands between her legs, rubbing rapidly. It took a moment for me to realize she had tossed her underwear aside. "Jesus," I gasped. "Don't tell me you've never seen a woman jilling off before," she closed her eyes and focused on her clit. I hadn't. Not this way at least. Her thin dark hair peeked between her fingers. I noticed my cock press against my pants and unbuckled my belt. I let my pants drift toward the floor and then realized I would have to take my shoes off. I pulled them off and stepped out of my pants. I soon stood naked in front of Diane, who had left her top on. I walked over. My dick bobbed in the air above her. I realized there wasn't a good angle to fuck her from. "Don't be in such a rush," she reached her hands above her pussy. I knelt down and her gorgeous dark lips stared up at me. My knees popped and ached when I bent down and knelt between her legs. I pushed her lips aside and rubbed her clit. She smelled musky and I caught a scent that smelled like cum. I figured she hadn't showered since she had fucked me. Her nub felt wet and sticky. She twitched beneath my touch. I slipped my middle finger into her, palm up, and used my other fingers to hold her lips apart. I licked up and down both sides of her lips. She tasted like salt and faint vinegar. I reached my other hand up an rubbed her breast. She hadn't worn a bra. As long as her nipples didn't show, I guessed that worked alright for her. It definitely worked for me. A few moments later, she smacked my hand down. I steadied myself with my hand against her naked hip. I took her clit between my lips and pressed against her g-spot with my finger. She grit her teeth and pressed my face against her crotch. Her button grew harder than I had ever felt a nipple grow. The twitches in her legs grew. Diane pulled her legs together and squeezed them against my head. I felt the heat rise in my head. Her body felt almost cold around me. My hand involuntarily slid off her hip and I braced myself against the toilet with both hands. She grunted and squeezed my head in a slow throbbing pulse. "Good boy," she said. Diane held my head between her legs for a minute longer and then let me go. I stretched out on the floor. With her, even vanilla stuff turned a bit scary. She hopped off the toilet, grabbed her phone, and pressed a button. I didn't hear the click I anticipated. She set the phone back on her pants and pushed me onto my back. Diane climbed on my cock and sat up. She stayed still. I knew better than to move. A key clinked against the lock and I panicked. If someone found us in here, I'd be out of a job and probably never able to get another job. I didn't have anywhere to go, though, and Diane flashed murder in her eyes. I stayed perfectly still. I saw Claire walk in from the corner of my eye and held my breath. She might be nearing retirement but I didn't think her sight had gone enough to keep us safe. "Oh, he is lovely. I wish I'd gotten a chance to see his member in person though," Claire giggled. She locked the door behind her. Diane grinned and slipped off my dick. The old woman smiled and sighed. "Old enough to have some character, young enough to get as hard as a rock." She reached down and grasped my cock. "Good thing I'm getting the other end. I don't think he's going to last that long." "Probably not," Diane smirked. "I gave him a pretty good head start." Claire pushed her shoes off and shimmied her underwear off. I had seen "granny" panties before but I didn't think anyone actually wore them anymore. She grabbed my cock again and brushed my nose with her underwear. I found myself fascinated with the idea of smelling her but simultaneously afraid. I held my breath for a moment and then inhaled. Her underwear smelled like laundry that sat in a drawer too long. It had an unmistakable scent of wetness and a hint of urine. Diane pulled her hand gently away from my dick. "Don't get too excited, Claire. I drained him pretty good last night." "Aw, poo," she left her underwear on my nose and lifted her dress off. Her breasts pressed against a bra that showed off little if anything. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her breasts were big and swung haphazardly. Her nipples seemed to have a mind of their own. She pulled the underwear off my face and dropped them on my dick before grabbing her right breast and pressing it against my mouth. I sucked her nipple and tasted a little aloe lotion. I reached up and cupped her boob. "Oh, you're far too gentle. You've got to help a girl out, you know." Claire grabbed my hand and grasped her breast tight. I took the hint and held on like her breast was a football. I nibbled at her nipple, brushing my teeth against her areola. She reached her other hand between her thick thighs. I hadn't managed a glimpse of her pussy yet. It held a wild fascination. I had never imagined seeing this much of her. That one last secret place enchanted me. The idea of it had my cock in pain. Diane flicked my balls hard. I winced. "I know he's your conquest, Dee, but really?" She laughed. "You'll thank me if he lasts long enough." She flicked both of my balls at the same time, harder than I would have imagined she could. I flinched. "If you say so, dear. I think I'm ready," Claire said. "Ok." Diane squirmed back on top of me and slid my dick into her pussy. Claire pulled her breast away from my hand and crouched over my head. I stared straight at her grey and hairy cunt for a long moment while she grasped both sides. She lowered herself onto my mouth. She tasted surprisingly sweet. Her labia were so soft I could barely tell she had any. Her bush pressed against my nose and itched. I stuck my tongue out and searched out her clit. Her breasts hung above my head and blocked out most of the light. She twisted her hips side to side, pressing harder against my face. She moved her hips a little higher and pressed her clit against my tongue. I focused as much pressure as I could against the little nib. Claire gasped. Memories of every hushed bit of gossip I'd heard her telling others washed over me. I felt myself blush. Diane moved slowly against me, squeezing my cock in an insistent rhythm. Claire thrust insistently against my head. She squeaked with every push. "Oh, Mike. You've got one hell of a tongue." The heat of embarrassment hadn't left my face yet. Sweat from her belly combined with the sweat already gathering on my head. She grabbed my hair in her hands and pulled her weight onto my face. Claire pressed my head hard into the tile floor. My head ached and I felt starved for air. Still, I reached up and massaged her ass. "Keep going, dear. That's quite nice. But if you stick your finger in, I'll shit on your chest." She had the biggest ass I'd ever had my hands on. I kneaded for all I was worth as her wetness made its way down my nostrils. "Alright, Dee. Are you going to let me fuck your toy?" Diane laughed and smacked Claire's ass and caught a few of my fingers in the process. "Yeah, I suppose." She slid off me and sat beside the door. Claire leaned back and I could see her smile between her breasts. She climbed off me and held me down by my shoulders. She reached her left hand down to my cock and guided it between her hairy lips and into her thick pussy. Her tits brushed against my chest while she adjusted her position. She pulled my hands up to her tits and I held them tight. She slid slowly up and down my cock like she was polishing silverware with her crotch. Her belly pressed against mine. Claire ground against me saying, "Oh yeah," every time. My cock grew tense and painful. "That's right, my beautiful boy," she reached down and put her hand on my cheek. "Come for momma." I realized then that she was more than old enough to be my mother. I closed my eyes and came. She rode against my cock harder and faster until she grunted and pressed her chest against mine. I opened my eyes and she starred into them, face to face. Then she kissed me once, stood up, and wiped her crotch with a wad of toilet paper. Diane slid her panties and capris on. She pulled her shoes from behind the toilet and strapped them on. Diane helped Claire hook her bra back on and Claire slid her dress over her head and gave herself a once over in the mirror. She stepped into her shoes and followed Diane to the door. They left me to clean up the rest by myself. I locked the door when Claire walked out. It took five minutes of scrubbing my face with damp paper towels before I felt somewhat presentable. From the neck up, anyway. When I looked down, a few of Claire's long grey pubes stared up at me. I picked them out and tossed them in the toilet. I couldn't tell if I still smelled like her so I gave my crotch a good rub down before I pulled my underwear and pants on. That's when I found her underwear still on the floor. I didn't know what to do with them so I stuffed them in my pocket and put my phone on top of the pile so I wouldn't forget and accidentally pull them out the next time my phone buzzed. I felt tempted, if only for a moment, to step into her cube and drop the underwear in her desk drawer without saying a word. I doubted that would turn out well. I walked past her cube like we never did anything at all and our most intimate experience together was me eating one of her famous cupcakes. Back at my computer, the email had piled up in my absence. "Where have you been--Oh, god. You look like hell, Mike." "Yeah. I think it's food poisoning." "Why don't you head home. Take the rest of the day off." "Sure thing, boss." I hit send on my last email of the day and walked out of the building. The dull throb of the bus engine lulled me to sleep in a few minutes but my phone buzzed. I jumped in my seat and then reached for it. I wondered what Diane sent this time. I unlocked the phone and opened my messages. A picture of Claire's clit stared up at me. She had taken it from her desk chair and I could make out some of the fliers she had tacked to the back of her cube. She held her lips apart and her little pink clit stood out firm. She put a caption on the picture. "Bet yr glad u took my panties now ;) We should get 2gether some night w/o D Im not so rough XOXOXO." I didn't know how I felt about that but the bus slowed to a halt and I got off at my usual coffee place out of habit. The lunch crowd had tapered off. Two baristas scrubbed tables in a frenzy while the one behind the counter slowly processed orders for the three people in line ahead of me. I let my eyes rest on some bottle of peppers no one ever intended to open and my mind went blank for a few minutes. The barista had to wave to get my attention. I ordered some coffee and sat down with it. I couldn't guess how much time passed, but Gabriel wandered in and jumped back in surprise at seeing me. "Hey there, Gabriel." "Oh, Mike," she frowned. "Do you spend all your time here?" I could see red under her eyes and puffy bags like she'd been crying. "No, just had a rough day at work and my boss let me off early." "Oh," she sat down. "Is everything alright?" She didn't say anything for a minute and I wondered if she would. Tears rolled down her face and she cried. "I don't think I can take it any more," she sobbed. I reached for her arm. The first time I had touched her but it felt so melancholy. "What's wrong?" "My papa, he beats me sometimes. I never know when it's going to happen. I thought it was over now that I'm older but he beat me again today." That explained her long sleeves. I stood up and moved to the seat beside her. I hugged her tight. "I'm sorry, Gabriel. Is there anything I can do to help?" She cried for awhile without answering. "Not unless you know a place I can stay." It took a moment for me to realize what she had suggested and a moment longer for me to realize that I did have a second bedroom in my apartment. I didn't want to seem like a lecherous old man. I gave it some thought. It would be hard to keep up with Diane if Gabriel moved in. That wouldn't be such a bad thing. I didn't know how Shelly would react. I might find myself with no bed mates at all but the way things had been going... "Gabriel, I have a spare room in my apartment and you can stay there. It would be your room and I have a lover I guess so I don't want you to feel like you'd have to do anything you were uncomfortable with--" "Oh, Mike," she sobbed. "I know you're not a pervert. I don't want to impose--" "You wouldn't be imposing. I don't use that room for anything." It took us a few minutes to arrange some details. I didn't want teenage boys visiting my apartment. Hell, I didn't want men visiting at all. We set some ground rules. She headed home to tell her mom and grab some things and I headed to the apartment to make sure the room wasn't a total sty.
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I felt sore all over. No woman had stayed overnight at my apartment in years. Shelly did it on accident but it felt strange. It felt strange to feel even if I mostly felt the bruises from Diane. As much as I wanted to feel, I didn't want to feel this. Shelly left the front door open so I looked down the hall to make sure no one could see me. I dropped out of bed. It took a few seconds to pull my pants on. The absurd thoughts you think at times like those. I remember wondering if I should keep a newspaper in the house so I could use it as a prop when I went to shut the door. A spring on the door to keep it from staying open would have helped more. I shut the door and walked over to my computer. A huge heat wave threatened Greece. I closed out the browser and opened up my e-mail. Fired off a quick note to my boss saying I'd be in an hour late. No real reason. The sun woke me up a half hour earlier than I usually woke anyway. I just didn't want to go. I didn't want to see Diane. I didn't want other people to see me in this state even if they couldn't tell. I turned on the coffee and climbed into the shower. The cold water gave me a jar. The warmth highlighted every bruise and sore muscle. My dick felt like a pathetic skin tag dangling uselessly between my legs. The scent of coffee wafted its way into the bathroom. I sighed as the pain melded into the background radiation of my life. The next hour passed and I found myself at work. I'd missed a weekly meeting I never gave two shits about and my boss came over to fill me in on what I'd missed. I think he mostly wanted to chat and ignore other things. "You should come to the green with us on Friday," he winked. "There's this girl at the bar who--" He looked around and whispered, "I swear to god wears her bra and pants one size too small. If she's wearing panties, they're the best damn panties I've ever heard of." I laughed. "I sold my clubs with my convertible." "Oh, come on, man. You've got to get some kind of life. You look like you've had a boxing match with a box of kittens." My phone buzzed in my pocket and I flinched. "Anyway, you can borrow my clubs if you want. Hell, I'll sell you my old ones. By which I mean give you my clubs and tell my wife I sold them and drank the proceeds. She'll be so happy they're out of the garage she might give me a blow job." "I'll think about it." "Oh, come on, you always say that." My phone buzzed again. "Well, I really will think about it this time. How about that?" I smiled. He slapped my arm. "That's my boy. Who's that texting you anyway? Hot date?" He raised his eyebrows. I laughed. "I'd love to kiss and tell but not in the office, ok?" He grinned. "Alright. Now you definitely have to come to the club. I'll let you get back to the hot secret lover." It sounded like he didn't need to go far. I guessed he went to give Jim the same routine. I could never tell if Harry would ever cheat on his wife. Just that kind of guy. I pulled my cell out of my pocket and opened up my texts. Diane had sent both messages. The first was a picture of me holding my cock. I looked so confused in the pic. The second message said to get my pasty white ass to the bathroom on the second floor. I turned the phone on vibrate and stuffed the phone in my pocket. I considered ignoring the texts. I wondered what she would do. I didn't really want to know. I locked my computer and walked to the stairwell. Claire sat typing away at a rapid fire pace. I hoped she never sent me any of her communications but sometimes wondered if she really just wrote steamy romance novels all day. I passed her cube and turned a dark corner. I knocked on the bathroom door and heard Diane say, "Oh come on, you putz." I opened the door, stepped in, and locked it behind me. Diane leaned back on the toilet with her hands between her legs, rubbing rapidly. It took a moment for me to realize she had tossed her underwear aside. "Jesus," I gasped. "Don't tell me you've never seen a woman jilling off before," she closed her eyes and focused on her clit. I hadn't. Not this way at least. Her thin dark hair peeked between her fingers. I noticed my cock press against my pants and unbuckled my belt. I let my pants drift toward the floor and then realized I would have to take my shoes off. I pulled them off and stepped out of my pants. I soon stood naked in front of Diane, who had left her top on. I walked over. My dick bobbed in the air above her. I realized there wasn't a good angle to fuck her from. "Don't be in such a rush," she reached her hands above her pussy. I knelt down and her gorgeous dark lips stared up at me. My knees popped and ached when I bent down and knelt between her legs. I pushed her lips aside and rubbed her clit. She smelled musky and I caught a scent that smelled like cum. I figured she hadn't showered since she had fucked me. Her nub felt wet and sticky. She twitched beneath my touch. I slipped my middle finger into her, palm up, and used my other fingers to hold her lips apart. I licked up and down both sides of her lips. She tasted like salt and faint vinegar. I reached my other hand up an rubbed her breast. She hadn't worn a bra. As long as her nipples didn't show, I guessed that worked alright for her. It definitely worked for me. A few moments later, she smacked my hand down. I steadied myself with my hand against her naked hip. I took her clit between my lips and pressed against her g-spot with my finger. She grit her teeth and pressed my face against her crotch. Her button grew harder than I had ever felt a nipple grow. The twitches in her legs grew. Diane pulled her legs together and squeezed them against my head. I felt the heat rise in my head. Her body felt almost cold around me. My hand involuntarily slid off her hip and I braced myself against the toilet with both hands. She grunted and squeezed my head in a slow throbbing pulse. "Good boy," she said. Diane held my head between her legs for a minute longer and then let me go. I stretched out on the floor. With her, even vanilla stuff turned a bit scary. She hopped off the toilet, grabbed her phone, and pressed a button. I didn't hear the click I anticipated. She set the phone back on her pants and pushed me onto my back. Diane climbed on my cock and sat up. She stayed still. I knew better than to move. A key clinked against the lock and I panicked. If someone found us in here, I'd be out of a job and probably never able to get another job. I didn't have anywhere to go, though, and Diane flashed murder in her eyes. I stayed perfectly still. I saw Claire walk in from the corner of my eye and held my breath. She might be nearing retirement but I didn't think her sight had gone enough to keep us safe. "Oh, he is lovely. I wish I'd gotten a chance to see his member in person though," Claire giggled. She locked the door behind her. Diane grinned and slipped off my dick. The old woman smiled and sighed. "Old enough to have some character, young enough to get as hard as a rock." She reached down and grasped my cock. "Good thing I'm getting the other end. I don't think he's going to last that long." "Probably not," Diane smirked. "I gave him a pretty good head start." Claire pushed her shoes off and shimmied her underwear off. I had seen "granny" panties before but I didn't think anyone actually wore them anymore. She grabbed my cock again and brushed my nose with her underwear. I found myself fascinated with the idea of smelling her but simultaneously afraid. I held my breath for a moment and then inhaled. Her underwear smelled like laundry that sat in a drawer too long. It had an unmistakable scent of wetness and a hint of urine. Diane pulled her hand gently away from my dick. "Don't get too excited, Claire. I drained him pretty good last night." "Aw, poo," she left her underwear on my nose and lifted her dress off. Her breasts pressed against a bra that showed off little if anything. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her breasts were big and swung haphazardly. Her nipples seemed to have a mind of their own. She pulled the underwear off my face and dropped them on my dick before grabbing her right breast and pressing it against my mouth. I sucked her nipple and tasted a little aloe lotion. I reached up and cupped her boob. "Oh, you're far too gentle. You've got to help a girl out, you know." Claire grabbed my hand and grasped her breast tight. I took the hint and held on like her breast was a football. I nibbled at her nipple, brushing my teeth against her areola. She reached her other hand between her thick thighs. I hadn't managed a glimpse of her pussy yet. It held a wild fascination. I had never imagined seeing this much of her. That one last secret place enchanted me. The idea of it had my cock in pain. Diane flicked my balls hard. I winced. "I know he's your conquest, Dee, but really?" She laughed. "You'll thank me if he lasts long enough." She flicked both of my balls at the same time, harder than I would have imagined she could. I flinched. "If you say so, dear. I think I'm ready," Claire said. "Ok." Diane squirmed back on top of me and slid my dick into her pussy. Claire pulled her breast away from my hand and crouched over my head. I stared straight at her grey and hairy cunt for a long moment while she grasped both sides. She lowered herself onto my mouth. She tasted surprisingly sweet. Her labia were so soft I could barely tell she had any. Her bush pressed against my nose and itched. I stuck my tongue out and searched out her clit. Her breasts hung above my head and blocked out most of the light. She twisted her hips side to side, pressing harder against my face. She moved her hips a little higher and pressed her clit against my tongue. I focused as much pressure as I could against the little nib. Claire gasped. Memories of every hushed bit of gossip I'd heard her telling others washed over me. I felt myself blush. Diane moved slowly against me, squeezing my cock in an insistent rhythm. Claire thrust insistently against my head. She squeaked with every push. "Oh, Mike. You've got one hell of a tongue." The heat of embarrassment hadn't left my face yet. Sweat from her belly combined with the sweat already gathering on my head. She grabbed my hair in her hands and pulled her weight onto my face. Claire pressed my head hard into the tile floor. My head ached and I felt starved for air. Still, I reached up and massaged her ass. "Keep going, dear. That's quite nice. But if you stick your finger in, I'll shit on your chest." She had the biggest ass I'd ever had my hands on. I kneaded for all I was worth as her wetness made its way down my nostrils. "Alright, Dee. Are you going to let me fuck your toy?" Diane laughed and smacked Claire's ass and caught a few of my fingers in the process. "Yeah, I suppose." She slid off me and sat beside the door. Claire leaned back and I could see her smile between her breasts. She climbed off me and held me down by my shoulders. She reached her left hand down to my cock and guided it between her hairy lips and into her thick pussy. Her tits brushed against my chest while she adjusted her position. She pulled my hands up to her tits and I held them tight. She slid slowly up and down my cock like she was polishing silverware with her crotch. Her belly pressed against mine. Claire ground against me saying, "Oh yeah," every time. My cock grew tense and painful. "That's right, my beautiful boy," she reached down and put her hand on my cheek. "Come for momma." I realized then that she was more than old enough to be my mother. I closed my eyes and came. She rode against my cock harder and faster until she grunted and pressed her chest against mine. I opened my eyes and she starred into them, face to face. Then she kissed me once, stood up, and wiped her crotch with a wad of toilet paper. Diane slid her panties and capris on. She pulled her shoes from behind the toilet and strapped them on. Diane helped Claire hook her bra back on and Claire slid her dress over her head and gave herself a once over in the mirror. She stepped into her shoes and followed Diane to the door. They left me to clean up the rest by myself. I locked the door when Claire walked out. It took five minutes of scrubbing my face with damp paper towels before I felt somewhat presentable. From the neck up, anyway. When I looked down, a few of Claire's long grey pubes stared up at me. I picked them out and tossed them in the toilet. I couldn't tell if I still smelled like her so I gave my crotch a good rub down before I pulled my underwear and pants on. That's when I found her underwear still on the floor. I didn't know what to do with them so I stuffed them in my pocket and put my phone on top of the pile so I wouldn't forget and accidentally pull them out the next time my phone buzzed. I felt tempted, if only for a moment, to step into her cube and drop the underwear in her desk drawer without saying a word. I doubted that would turn out well. I walked past her cube like we never did anything at all and our most intimate experience together was me eating one of her famous cupcakes. Back at my computer, the email had piled up in my absence. "Where have you been--Oh, god. You look like hell, Mike." "Yeah. I think it's food poisoning." "Why don't you head home. Take the rest of the day off." "Sure thing, boss." I hit send on my last email of the day and walked out of the building. The dull throb of the bus engine lulled me to sleep in a few minutes but my phone buzzed. I jumped in my seat and then reached for it. I wondered what Diane sent this time. I unlocked the phone and opened my messages. A picture of Claire's clit stared up at me. She had taken it from her desk chair and I could make out some of the fliers she had tacked to the back of her cube. She held her lips apart and her little pink clit stood out firm. She put a caption on the picture. "Bet yr glad u took my panties now ;) We should get 2gether some night w/o D Im not so rough XOXOXO." I didn't know how I felt about that but the bus slowed to a halt and I got off at my usual coffee place out of habit. The lunch crowd had tapered off. Two baristas scrubbed tables in a frenzy while the one behind the counter slowly processed orders for the three people in line ahead of me. I let my eyes rest on some bottle of peppers no one ever intended to open and my mind went blank for a few minutes. The barista had to wave to get my attention. I ordered some coffee and sat down with it. I couldn't guess how much time passed, but Gabriel wandered in and jumped back in surprise at seeing me. "Hey there, Gabriel." "Oh, Mike," she frowned. "Do you spend all your time here?" I could see red under her eyes and puffy bags like she'd been crying. "No, just had a rough day at work and my boss let me off early." "Oh," she sat down. "Is everything alright?" She didn't say anything for a minute and I wondered if she would. Tears rolled down her face and she cried. "I don't think I can take it any more," she sobbed. I reached for her arm. The first time I had touched her but it felt so melancholy. "What's wrong?" "My papa, he beats me sometimes. I never know when it's going to happen. I thought it was over now that I'm older but he beat me again today." That explained her long sleeves. I stood up and moved to the seat beside her. I hugged her tight. "I'm sorry, Gabriel. Is there anything I can do to help?" She cried for awhile without answering. "Not unless you know a place I can stay." It took a moment for me to realize what she had suggested and a moment longer for me to realize that I did have a second bedroom in my apartment. I didn't want to seem like a lecherous old man. I gave it some thought. It would be hard to keep up with Diane if Gabriel moved in. That wouldn't be such a bad thing. I didn't know how Shelly would react. I might find myself with no bed mates at all but the way things had been going... "Gabriel, I have a spare room in my apartment and you can stay there. It would be your room and I have a lover I guess so I don't want you to feel like you'd have to do anything you were uncomfortable with--" "Oh, Mike," she sobbed. "I know you're not a pervert. I don't want to impose--" "You wouldn't be imposing. I don't use that room for anything." It took us a few minutes to arrange some details. I didn't want teenage boys visiting my apartment. Hell, I didn't want men visiting at all. We set some ground rules. She headed home to tell her mom and grab some things and I headed to the apartment to make sure the room wasn't a total sty.
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I felt sore all over. No woman had stayed overnight at my apartment in years. Shelly did it on accident but it felt strange. It felt strange to feel even if I mostly felt the bruises from Diane. As much as I wanted to feel, I didn't want to feel this. Shelly left the front door open so I looked down the hall to make sure no one could see me. I dropped out of bed. It took a few seconds to pull my pants on. The absurd thoughts you think at times like those. I remember wondering if I should keep a newspaper in the house so I could use it as a prop when I went to shut the door. A spring on the door to keep it from staying open would have helped more. I shut the door and walked over to my computer. A huge heat wave threatened Greece. I closed out the browser and opened up my e-mail. Fired off a quick note to my boss saying I'd be in an hour late. No real reason. The sun woke me up a half hour earlier than I usually woke anyway. I just didn't want to go. I didn't want to see Diane. I didn't want other people to see me in this state even if they couldn't tell. I turned on the coffee and climbed into the shower. The cold water gave me a jar. The warmth highlighted every bruise and sore muscle. My dick felt like a pathetic skin tag dangling uselessly between my legs. The scent of coffee wafted its way into the bathroom. I sighed as the pain melded into the background radiation of my life. The next hour passed and I found myself at work. I'd missed a weekly meeting I never gave two shits about and my boss came over to fill me in on what I'd missed. I think he mostly wanted to chat and ignore other things. "You should come to the green with us on Friday," he winked. "There's this girl at the bar who--" He looked around and whispered, "I swear to god wears her bra and pants one size too small. If she's wearing panties, they're the best damn panties I've ever heard of." I laughed. "I sold my clubs with my convertible." "Oh, come on, man. You've got to get some kind of life. You look like you've had a boxing match with a box of kittens." My phone buzzed in my pocket and I flinched. "Anyway, you can borrow my clubs if you want. Hell, I'll sell you my old ones. By which I mean give you my clubs and tell my wife I sold them and drank the proceeds. She'll be so happy they're out of the garage she might give me a blow job." "I'll think about it." "Oh, come on, you always say that." My phone buzzed again. "Well, I really will think about it this time. How about that?" I smiled. He slapped my arm. "That's my boy. Who's that texting you anyway? Hot date?" He raised his eyebrows. I laughed. "I'd love to kiss and tell but not in the office, ok?" He grinned. "Alright. Now you definitely have to come to the club. I'll let you get back to the hot secret lover." It sounded like he didn't need to go far. I guessed he went to give Jim the same routine. I could never tell if Harry would ever cheat on his wife. Just that kind of guy. I pulled my cell out of my pocket and opened up my texts. Diane had sent both messages. The first was a picture of me holding my cock. I looked so confused in the pic. The second message said to get my pasty white ass to the bathroom on the second floor. I turned the phone on vibrate and stuffed the phone in my pocket. I considered ignoring the texts. I wondered what she would do. I didn't really want to know. I locked my computer and walked to the stairwell. Claire sat typing away at a rapid fire pace. I hoped she never sent me any of her communications but sometimes wondered if she really just wrote steamy romance novels all day. I passed her cube and turned a dark corner. I knocked on the bathroom door and heard Diane say, "Oh come on, you putz." I opened the door, stepped in, and locked it behind me. Diane leaned back on the toilet with her hands between her legs, rubbing rapidly. It took a moment for me to realize she had tossed her underwear aside. "Jesus," I gasped. "Don't tell me you've never seen a woman jilling off before," she closed her eyes and focused on her clit. I hadn't. Not this way at least. Her thin dark hair peeked between her fingers. I noticed my cock press against my pants and unbuckled my belt. I let my pants drift toward the floor and then realized I would have to take my shoes off. I pulled them off and stepped out of my pants. I soon stood naked in front of Diane, who had left her top on. I walked over. My dick bobbed in the air above her. I realized there wasn't a good angle to fuck her from. "Don't be in such a rush," she reached her hands above her pussy. I knelt down and her gorgeous dark lips stared up at me. My knees popped and ached when I bent down and knelt between her legs. I pushed her lips aside and rubbed her clit. She smelled musky and I caught a scent that smelled like cum. I figured she hadn't showered since she had fucked me. Her nub felt wet and sticky. She twitched beneath my touch. I slipped my middle finger into her, palm up, and used my other fingers to hold her lips apart. I licked up and down both sides of her lips. She tasted like salt and faint vinegar. I reached my other hand up an rubbed her breast. She hadn't worn a bra. As long as her nipples didn't show, I guessed that worked alright for her. It definitely worked for me. A few moments later, she smacked my hand down. I steadied myself with my hand against her naked hip. I took her clit between my lips and pressed against her g-spot with my finger. She grit her teeth and pressed my face against her crotch. Her button grew harder than I had ever felt a nipple grow. The twitches in her legs grew. Diane pulled her legs together and squeezed them against my head. I felt the heat rise in my head. Her body felt almost cold around me. My hand involuntarily slid off her hip and I braced myself against the toilet with both hands. She grunted and squeezed my head in a slow throbbing pulse. "Good boy," she said. Diane held my head between her legs for a minute longer and then let me go. I stretched out on the floor. With her, even vanilla stuff turned a bit scary. She hopped off the toilet, grabbed her phone, and pressed a button. I didn't hear the click I anticipated. She set the phone back on her pants and pushed me onto my back. Diane climbed on my cock and sat up. She stayed still. I knew better than to move. A key clinked against the lock and I panicked. If someone found us in here, I'd be out of a job and probably never able to get another job. I didn't have anywhere to go, though, and Diane flashed murder in her eyes. I stayed perfectly still. I saw Claire walk in from the corner of my eye and held my breath. She might be nearing retirement but I didn't think her sight had gone enough to keep us safe. "Oh, he is lovely. I wish I'd gotten a chance to see his member in person though," Claire giggled. She locked the door behind her. Diane grinned and slipped off my dick. The old woman smiled and sighed. "Old enough to have some character, young enough to get as hard as a rock." She reached down and grasped my cock. "Good thing I'm getting the other end. I don't think he's going to last that long." "Probably not," Diane smirked. "I gave him a pretty good head start." Claire pushed her shoes off and shimmied her underwear off. I had seen "granny" panties before but I didn't think anyone actually wore them anymore. She grabbed my cock again and brushed my nose with her underwear. I found myself fascinated with the idea of smelling her but simultaneously afraid. I held my breath for a moment and then inhaled. Her underwear smelled like laundry that sat in a drawer too long. It had an unmistakable scent of wetness and a hint of urine. Diane pulled her hand gently away from my dick. "Don't get too excited, Claire. I drained him pretty good last night." "Aw, poo," she left her underwear on my nose and lifted her dress off. Her breasts pressed against a bra that showed off little if anything. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Her breasts were big and swung haphazardly. Her nipples seemed to have a mind of their own. She pulled the underwear off my face and dropped them on my dick before grabbing her right breast and pressing it against my mouth. I sucked her nipple and tasted a little aloe lotion. I reached up and cupped her boob. "Oh, you're far too gentle. You've got to help a girl out, you know." Claire grabbed my hand and grasped her breast tight. I took the hint and held on like her breast was a football. I nibbled at her nipple, brushing my teeth against her areola. She reached her other hand between her thick thighs. I hadn't managed a glimpse of her pussy yet. It held a wild fascination. I had never imagined seeing this much of her. That one last secret place enchanted me. The idea of it had my cock in pain. Diane flicked my balls hard. I winced. "I know he's your conquest, Dee, but really?" She laughed. "You'll thank me if he lasts long enough." She flicked both of my balls at the same time, harder than I would have imagined she could. I flinched. "If you say so, dear. I think I'm ready," Claire said. "Ok." Diane squirmed back on top of me and slid my dick into her pussy. Claire pulled her breast away from my hand and crouched over my head. I stared straight at her grey and hairy cunt for a long moment while she grasped both sides. She lowered herself onto my mouth. She tasted surprisingly sweet. Her labia were so soft I could barely tell she had any. Her bush pressed against my nose and itched. I stuck my tongue out and searched out her clit. Her breasts hung above my head and blocked out most of the light. She twisted her hips side to side, pressing harder against my face. She moved her hips a little higher and pressed her clit against my tongue. I focused as much pressure as I could against the little nib. Claire gasped. Memories of every hushed bit of gossip I'd heard her telling others washed over me. I felt myself blush. Diane moved slowly against me, squeezing my cock in an insistent rhythm. Claire thrust insistently against my head. She squeaked with every push. "Oh, Mike. You've got one hell of a tongue." The heat of embarrassment hadn't left my face yet. Sweat from her belly combined with the sweat already gathering on my head. She grabbed my hair in her hands and pulled her weight onto my face. Claire pressed my head hard into the tile floor. My head ached and I felt starved for air. Still, I reached up and massaged her ass. "Keep going, dear. That's quite nice. But if you stick your finger in, I'll shit on your chest." She had the biggest ass I'd ever had my hands on. I kneaded for all I was worth as her wetness made its way down my nostrils. "Alright, Dee. Are you going to let me fuck your toy?" Diane laughed and smacked Claire's ass and caught a few of my fingers in the process. "Yeah, I suppose." She slid off me and sat beside the door. Claire leaned back and I could see her smile between her breasts. She climbed off me and held me down by my shoulders. She reached her left hand down to my cock and guided it between her hairy lips and into her thick pussy. Her tits brushed against my chest while she adjusted her position. She pulled my hands up to her tits and I held them tight. She slid slowly up and down my cock like she was polishing silverware with her crotch. Her belly pressed against mine. Claire ground against me saying, "Oh yeah," every time. My cock grew tense and painful. "That's right, my beautiful boy," she reached down and put her hand on my cheek. "Come for momma." I realized then that she was more than old enough to be my mother. I closed my eyes and came. She rode against my cock harder and faster until she grunted and pressed her chest against mine. I opened my eyes and she starred into them, face to face. Then she kissed me once, stood up, and wiped her crotch with a wad of toilet paper. Diane slid her panties and capris on. She pulled her shoes from behind the toilet and strapped them on. Diane helped Claire hook her bra back on and Claire slid her dress over her head and gave herself a once over in the mirror. She stepped into her shoes and followed Diane to the door. They left me to clean up the rest by myself. I locked the door when Claire walked out. It took five minutes of scrubbing my face with damp paper towels before I felt somewhat presentable. From the neck up, anyway. When I looked down, a few of Claire's long grey pubes stared up at me. I picked them out and tossed them in the toilet. I couldn't tell if I still smelled like her so I gave my crotch a good rub down before I pulled my underwear and pants on. That's when I found her underwear still on the floor. I didn't know what to do with them so I stuffed them in my pocket and put my phone on top of the pile so I wouldn't forget and accidentally pull them out the next time my phone buzzed. I felt tempted, if only for a moment, to step into her cube and drop the underwear in her desk drawer without saying a word. I doubted that would turn out well. I walked past her cube like we never did anything at all and our most intimate experience together was me eating one of her famous cupcakes. Back at my computer, the email had piled up in my absence. "Where have you been--Oh, god. You look like hell, Mike." "Yeah. I think it's food poisoning." "Why don't you head home. Take the rest of the day off." "Sure thing, boss." I hit send on my last email of the day and walked out of the building. The dull throb of the bus engine lulled me to sleep in a few minutes but my phone buzzed. I jumped in my seat and then reached for it. I wondered what Diane sent this time. I unlocked the phone and opened my messages. A picture of Claire's clit stared up at me. She had taken it from her desk chair and I could make out some of the fliers she had tacked to the back of her cube. She held her lips apart and her little pink clit stood out firm. She put a caption on the picture. "Bet yr glad u took my panties now ;) We should get 2gether some night w/o D Im not so rough XOXOXO." I didn't know how I felt about that but the bus slowed to a halt and I got off at my usual coffee place out of habit. The lunch crowd had tapered off. Two baristas scrubbed tables in a frenzy while the one behind the counter slowly processed orders for the three people in line ahead of me. I let my eyes rest on some bottle of peppers no one ever intended to open and my mind went blank for a few minutes. The barista had to wave to get my attention. I ordered some coffee and sat down with it. I couldn't guess how much time passed, but Gabriel wandered in and jumped back in surprise at seeing me. "Hey there, Gabriel." "Oh, Mike," she frowned. "Do you spend all your time here?" I could see red under her eyes and puffy bags like she'd been crying. "No, just had a rough day at work and my boss let me off early." "Oh," she sat down. "Is everything alright?" She didn't say anything for a minute and I wondered if she would. Tears rolled down her face and she cried. "I don't think I can take it any more," she sobbed. I reached for her arm. The first time I had touched her but it felt so melancholy. "What's wrong?" "My papa, he beats me sometimes. I never know when it's going to happen. I thought it was over now that I'm older but he beat me again today." That explained her long sleeves. I stood up and moved to the seat beside her. I hugged her tight. "I'm sorry, Gabriel. Is there anything I can do to help?" She cried for awhile without answering. "Not unless you know a place I can stay." It took a moment for me to realize what she had suggested and a moment longer for me to realize that I did have a second bedroom in my apartment. I didn't want to seem like a lecherous old man. I gave it some thought. It would be hard to keep up with Diane if Gabriel moved in. That wouldn't be such a bad thing. I didn't know how Shelly would react. I might find myself with no bed mates at all but the way things had been going... "Gabriel, I have a spare room in my apartment and you can stay there. It would be your room and I have a lover I guess so I don't want you to feel like you'd have to do anything you were uncomfortable with--" "Oh, Mike," she sobbed. "I know you're not a pervert. I don't want to impose--" "You wouldn't be imposing. I don't use that room for anything." It took us a few minutes to arrange some details. I didn't want teenage boys visiting my apartment. Hell, I didn't want men visiting at all. We set some ground rules. She headed home to tell her mom and grab some things and I headed to the apartment to make sure the room wasn't a total sty.
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On the Friday Pippa had taken the entire day off to get ready and I should have done the same, as it seemed that ever hour took twice as long to pass as it normally does. Although I tried not to think of it, all I could think of during the day is imagine what might happen that evening. On the way home I began to worry that she had lost her nerve and changed her mind so I ran through the last few weeks to reassure myself. She had picked him out of the replies we received. She had liked him at the first meeting and at the second and when we went for a walk in the forest. Surely, having taken matters this far, she wouldn’t stop new, would she? When I got home Pippa was in the bedroom in her dressing gown and still preparing herself. She had been to the hairdressers and had her hair highlighted as well as cut and had her make up professionally done plus nail extensions put on and her nails painted. She was putting a lot of effort into ensuring that he fancied her. She wanted to know how she looked and I suggested she take off her dressing gown so I could have a good look at her. I made her turn round and round slowly. Her transformation from average housewife to sex kitten was certainly getting there. All those weeks of exercise and dieting had made her body trim and firm. I certainly fancied her. I told her she looked fabulous and that he’d have to be gay not to want her. She glowed. I tried to give her a kiss but she turned her head away and said she didn’t want me to smudge her lipstick. I looked at the bedside clock. There were still two and a half-hours yet before we were to meet up with him. I went downstairs trying to find something else to do. I went into the kitchen and looked through the fridge and the cupboards. I don’t really know why. I didn’t feel like eating anyway. My stomach was fluttering and I felt strange, sort of sick and sort of excited. I couldn’t explain it. I poured myself a glass of milk and drunk that instead. I went to the lounge window and looked down the road. The streetlights were now on and it was all quiet. It would be too dark by the time we returned for anyone to see who was with us. Over the next two hours Pippa kept worrying about what she was going to wear. She had gone through what she was going to wear several times but now kept changing her mind. The issue of stockings came up again and I reminder her that we had already agreed that she wouldn’t wear stockings as her idea was for me to take off her clothes and present her to him and my track record of getting her stockings off wasn’t good. Keep it simple I reminder her and something I don’t have to struggle with. I began to clock watch and pace. Come on, I thought. We need to get moving to get there on time. If we are late, he might decide that we weren’t really going to do it and leave. She came down and showed me what she had eventually chosen. A small black leather mini-skirt, which left nothing to the imagination and a blouse unbutton sufficiently to expose her breasts and a small jacket. Dressed like that with the hair, make up and painted nails including I noticed her toe nails. She looked like a sexy temptress and nothing at all like my ordinary housewife Pippa. Then we had the issue of the shoes. She wanted to wear her new red high-heeled shoes but she found she couldn’t walk in them and they hurt her feet, I reminder her that there would be little walking involved. Get in our car, get to the meeting place, get in his car and guide him back home. Again my stomach churned with excitement and worry, I was frightened at the same time thrilled and full of anticipation. In the end we finally got in the car, reversed out of the driveway and then she started to worry she had forgotten something. We’ll be back shortly anyway, I said if he’s still there by the time we get there. I raced along the roads, then the bypass and onto the main road but not so fast as to get any unwanted attention from the police. We hadn’t done anything wrong. I just didn’t want the delay. I kept looking at the car clock and tried to find the damn lay-by. The road seemed to go on forever and the parking place seemed to have moved miles from where it ought to have been. I also remembered that I should have filled the car up with fuel on the way home. The low fuel light was flashing but there should have been enough fuel left to get home and more. Just 10 minutes late we found and drove into the lay-by. I could see it was the right one as the burger van was there all locked up but where was he? Then I could just make out in the headlights that a car parked at the far end with its lights off. I pulled up at the side of it and breathed a small sign of relief when the cars interior light came on and there he was. Pippa got out and changed cars and told him to follow her directions. They moved off and I followed. I just hoped she remembered the right way. He didn’t know where we were leading him. The drive home was somewhat slower that my grand-prix race to get there. Back down to the roundabout onto the dual carriageway, into the centre of town, past the Supermarket, left at the Petrol Station, I should have stopped there for some fuel but I had to keep up with them. Turn by turn I followed. Finally, we approached the turning to our road. I stopped and watched them turn into the road then a few hundred yards and into the cul-de-sac. I would wait here for five minutes so he could drive up to our house and up the side of the house, out of sight. One minute, two, three, four I couldn’t wait for the fifth. Crazy with lust, excitement and fear, great fear, I turned the key but other than the starter motor turning over, nothing happened. I tried again, again and again but still nothing was happening. Panic began to set in. Please not now, I thought, not now, not now. It was only a short distance to the house. I’ll leave the car here, it’s safe enough and I’ll get it in the morning. You sod, I thought as I locked the car From where I had to leave the car our house would only take a minute and a half in the car but on foot even for a fit man it was a good ten to fifteen minutes. As I turned into the close, I slowed to a walk. The cul-de-sac was quiet with only a few lights on in the living rooms of our neighbours who were blissfully unaware of what was going to happen at the house at the end. I could just see our house past the trees. Well, it didn’t look as if there were any lights on upstairs. How long had it been? I couldn’t tell, I couldn’t see my watch in the light from the street lamps. I could feel the muscles in my legs tightening. I was still walking fast, too fast. I slowed a bit more. I hope I haven’t missed it. He could have stripped her off and be on top of her right now. I imagined them on our bed with her legs waving in the air and his bum pumping up and down between them. I was closer now. If his car was on the driveway then not even I couldn’t see it. The living room curtains were closed and the light on. I remember leaving the light on but did I close the curtains? I couldn’t remember. It appeared all quiet. Finally I got to the front of the house. I walked carefully up the driveway. I couldn’t see his car but there again the light from the street lamps didn’t reach this far. I kept walking and just before I reached the front door, I could see its outline. They were here then. I put my key in the lock and braced myself. What would I see inside? I felt my heart beating hard against my chest from a mixture of running and excitement. I turned the lock, opened the door and looked inside. The landing and Kitchen lights were off and the only light was the glow coming under the Lounge door. I closed the front door as softly as possible and crept over to the lounge door, which I opened carefully. His coat and her Jacket were on the settee and they were stood more or less in the middle of the room. I anticipated lots of things but I did not anticipate finding them kissing slowly and passionately and being so gentle and caring with each other. Pippa kissing Richard dressed as she was, looked so hot and sexy. They were like two young lovers in each other’s arms even though he was 41 and almost twice her age. Richard had clearly fancied my wife from the moment he first met us. I saw that he lusted after her lovely trim and firm body and soon he would be sampling her delights. Numerous emotions ran through me including the strong desire to watch him make love to her. I crept over and stood behind her and gently stroked her long hair and rubbed my hand along her back to show her that it was all right. Carefully I removed her blouse and slipped it off of one arm then the other. Seeing her milk white breasts revealed he slipped a hand into her bra and massaged her breast. I then unzipped her mini-skirt and let it fall to the floor. She stepped out of it and I retrieved it and put in on the settee where I had also discarded her blouse. This only left Pippa in her nice rose pink underwear. Just two more items and she would be fully exposed to him. I unclipped her bra and gently slipped it off. Her firm young breasts were now fully available to him and he quickly had his hands on both of them. Now only one garment to go her panties, once I removed them she would be free, open and fully available to her new lover. My hands shook slightly as I carefully took hold of both sides of her panties and slipped them down her legs and she seemed happy as she stepped out of them. As soon as they were gone he removed one hand from her breasts and slipped his hand over her mound and cupped her sex. He squeezed it and I saw the wetness ooze between his fingers. She was so ready for him now. Then he pushed his index and centre fingers into her. She twitched a bit and opened her thighs just a little to allow him to enter. As they continued their lingering kisses she sort of settled onto his hand pushing down on the fingers inside her. My heart started to beat more evenly and slowly and I felt calmer now. I enjoyed watching him excite my wife with his fingers and watched her react to his every move. Now except for her high heels she was entirely nude wet and very ready for him. Without saying a word I stepped back and watched as Pippa helped him remove his clothes until he was as nude as she was. His body was taut and firm and his stomach was almost flat. She then placed her mouth over his while stroking his face and engaged in a series of long drawn out French kisses. As he was shorter than me by a couple of inches, with her high heels on she could reach him easily instead of having to crane her neck which she had to do with me. As they kissed he continued to massaged her breast and finger her pussy as she held his cock in her hand. He wasn’t fully erect yet but he was certainly rising towards the promised eight and a half inches. His tanned skin and strong frame contrasted so well with her white and delicate body. She pumped his cock faster as it grew in her fist and he worked on her clit with his thumb. She broke away from kissing him and let her head fall back as she arched her back and had her first orgasm on his fingers. Her hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall. She took her breast in her hand and offered it to his mouth and he eagerly sucked on her nipple teasing it with his tongue and nibbling it with his teeth. Before he could lay her on the lounge floor and made love to her there, I whispered to Pippa that they should move to the bedroom. She immediately took Richards hand and led him upstairs. I went ahead of them to switch on the cameras. I was shaking with excitement. How I wanted to watch them now. He followed Pippa up the stairs and I could see him looking at her full round hips and rear swinging before his face. I watched him lick his lips in anticipation of sampling them as he followed her into our room and onto our big bed. What an electric and emotional charged sight it was to see his erect cock, which to me looked even bigger and thicker than promised, swinging side to side in front of him as he followed her onto our matrimonial bed. Pippa removed her red high heels before laying back and spreading herself wide to receive him. Richard leant forward and slowly moving upwards kissed her on the inside of each thigh. Pippa groaned as his mouth slowly approached her vagina anticipating that he would lick her there but he carried on past, moving upwards and kissing her belly before sucking her breasts. His mouth moved from one breast to the other sucking each nipple until they stood up like hot hard red corks. Richard then raised himself and moved up Pippa’s body until he was straddling her and sitting on her stomach. He placed his cock between Pippa’s breasts and pushing them together with his hand and started fucking her breasts. Pippa look at him with a face which was so full of lust, love and happiness. I could see that she was eager to have Richard mate with her. I moved round so I could see the head of his cock emerge from between her breasts as he rubbed himself between them. Pippa bent her head and watched the helmet of his cock poke out between her breasts as he fucked them. She licked her soft lips then opened her mouth, just wide enough for the tip of his cock to brush her lips gently. I watched as she stuck out her tongue and licked him, concentrating her attention on the tip of his cock helmet and the hole through which his potent seed would come. She licked and sucked gently, taking at each stroke, just a centimetre then two into her velvety warm inviting mouth. The head of his cock glistened from her saliva and slipped so easily between her wet lips, pushing them aside to enter my wife’s mouth. He did this for several minutes teasing Pippa as he was just too far out of reach to suck him properly. Encouraged by this Richard moved himself up further. Pippa was initially confused as to what he wanted to do as has manoeuvred one leg over one shoulder then the other. It wasn’t until he sat back onto her chest that she realised he had his legs either side of her head effectively trapping her face in his crotch. He then waved his cock in front of her face and Pippa opened her mouth wide to catch it. He teased her with and even slapped her face with it several times before letting her take it into her mouth. Pippa sucked avidly she watched his face intently to see his reaction as the room filled with the sound of her sucking him. He let her suck him for quite a while making him as hard and as thick as he could be before changing position yet again. He pulled himself out of her mouth and moved back down her body. This time his arms went under Pippa’s legs and lifting her vagina up to his face, he pushed his face between her legs kissed and licked her and sticking his tongue as deep as he could into her hole and sucked on her clitoris. With his mouth, tongue and fingers, he slowly drove my wife to higher and higher levels of delight.. I looked at the clock and saw that their sexual foreplay had already gone on for over an hour and a half. Judging the right moment he stopped and moving her with his arms still under her legs sat back on his haunches and pulled Pippa towards him until his cock was resting between on her stomach. It was the thickness of his cock not just the length that struck me. His shaft lying on top of her pelvis almost touched her belly button. It looked to me as it was never going to fit in her. If that went in then her hips would have to spread. Before I could think any more, he moved her legs placing them on his shoulders and gently placed himself at the entrance to her cunt. His cock head was red and throbbing with his lust for my wife’s body. The softness of her body against the hardness of his cock was mesmerising. Her face was full of anticipation. I watched intently as he used the head of his cock to tease her open. Her lips seem to spread open just like a V shaped door. He rubbed the head of his cock against her opening and I saw Pippa close her eyes, so very ready to feel his entry. As the head of his cock moved into her it made a small popping sound as her vagina lips opened wider and wider allowing it the enter her. There was no going back now the head of his cock was now in my wife. His first few thrusts were short and soft, just an inch or two but Pippa was already turning her head groaning and moaning for more as she felt the thickness of his shaft and in anticipation of what was to come. Then suddenly, he thrust himself in her as far as he could go. To see his cock suddenly disappear inside her was unbelievably thrilling. Pippa gasped and her eyes shot open as she felt him hit the top of her cervix. Richard withdrew and hammered her again and again. Her face reddened and she struggled to pull herself up and put her hand between her legs to stop him entering her so violently. Only she found on grabbing him that there was more of him to come. Oh No, she said. No, oh God. No. He kept at her and he she moaned, groaned, smiled, giggled and even laughed as he pleasured her body. After ten minutes of this, Richard pulled himself out and picked Pippa up bodily like a rag doll. He moved her up near the head of the bed and spread her legs wide apart. He then lay on top, forcing her legs even further apart before entering her again and fucking her hard. This wasn’t love; this was forceful, lustful sex. He still wasn’t all the way in so he forced his length up into her, stretching her until she felt his balls banging against her bum. The sound of his balls slapping her arse as he force fucked her bounced off the walls. Watching him to do this to her wasn’t just better than anything in Doug’s extensive Porn collection it was 50 times no 100 times better. The sight of his cock disappearing into my wife’s lovely body and reappearing covered with her juices was only part of it. I could see the wetness and hear the slurping noise made by her cunt as he pumped into her as well as the noise of his balls and crotch slapping into her. I watched her body bouncing as he drove into her. Pippa by now was making so much noise that I was sure that people outside would hear her. She tried covering her mouth with her hands to muffle her cries. Content that he was now fully in her Richard increased the speed of his trusts into her until he was pounding her as fast as any man could. Now he was really enjoying my wife. I watched as Pippa’s body rippled and shook moved in time with his, arching up to meet each trust of his cock. She eagerly wanted all of his cock and she was fucking him back. At this speed it looked like her cunt was reaching up and stroking his cock to milk him dry and drag his precious life giving sperm into her body. Pippa’s heavy breathing, panting and moaning became louder and louder and as the whole room reverberated to the sounds of their coupling, their bodies glistened with sweat and the perfume of my wife’s cunt filled the air. She wrapped her legs round his back then wrapped her arms around his neck to hold on. Her breasts banged back and forth like two mounds of jelly under his thrusting. Richard then stopped, adjusted the position of his knees and legs to get better leverage and thrust his cock back into her with such violence that you could see the impact travel all the way through her body. He withdrew again slowly and then thrust it back into her with the same violent force, again and again so deliberately and intensely. She shouted for him to fuck her faster and faster and never to stop. I knew he was getting ready to finish her off and shoot his cum into her cunt a moment that I had long been waiting to see. To use the words ‘taking her’ in one way totally fails to describe what he was just about to do to her, but in another way, it seems all so appropriate. I wanted him to take her, to use her body as a receptacle for his seed. His seed, which would seek out her eggs and in different circumstances, make her pregnant. Oh yes, yes, come inside me, fill me, she cried loudly. I want to feel you cum in me. Take me in front of my husband. Please come in me. I want him to see you have me. Her begging suddenly stopped as he pushed into her violently, his fingers digging deeply into the cheeks of her bum to hold her in place. She thrust back to meet his cock locking their bodies together and pulled him tightly to her to receive his sperm. As their bodies shook in orgasm, I saw my wife look out from underneath him directly at me. Her dark auburn hair was like a Lions Mane around her head and her mouth was wide open in a big open-mouthed smile. Her eyes opened wide then wider and sparkled. A look of absolute rapture and happiness and contentment spread across her face as she felt his prick twitch and jump inside her and warmth spread between her legs. Then her eyes rolled back and her head lolled forward as she started to convulse. It was done. A man almost twice her age had taken Pippa right in front of me and I was overjoyed that I had seen him do so. As she felt his ejaculation in her slow and cease, she opened her mouth wide, pulled his face down to hers and started the loudest dirtiest kiss imaginable. As this intense kissing continued, my own emotions ran riot. Not only had my wife just been taken in front of me but now she was throwing herself at him with a passion and with an intensity, I could never remember our sharing. She kissed him all over his face at the same time stroking his body and hair with her hands. Thank you, thank you, she kept repeating between kisses. She then started kissing his neck and shoulders and the tops of his arms, still repeating thank you, thank you. I began all of a sudden to feel very empty and lost. Had I lost her to him? He had certainly pleasured her more than I ever had. I felt sick in my stomach again but I could not take my eyes off of them. They continued their lustful kissing for several minutes stroking each other and enjoying each other’s bodies as they slowly regained their breath, before he kissed her temple and then turned and looked at me. He said nothing but grinned. Richard dismounted Pippa and collapsed next to her. I could see his cock covered with a mix in his cum and her juices and her cunt was red, puffy, well used and very wet. Pippa snuggled up against him and then reaching out to me signalled that she wanted me to join her on the bed. I settled myself next to her and kissed her passionately. I reached down between her legs and put two fingers inside her. She opened her legs wider to allow me access her. Her cunt felt very hot and so sticky. Richard turned his back to us so that we could share the moment. Pippa kissed me and placing her face next to mine whispered in my ear softly her thanks for allowing her to be taken by Richard. Telling me how much she enjoyed feeling his large cock in her and how she wanted to be taken by him again and again and again in our bed and how much she wanted me to watch them. I in turn, whispered in her ear how erotic and exciting it had been for me to watch and how much I wanted to see her taken by him to be used, stretched, filled, devoured and finished. Pippa held me close then reached down and took my cum-covered fingers from her cunt. She guided them gently to her mouth where she gently and lovingly sucked and licked them clean just a matter of inches from my face. Her eyes never left my eyes as she cleaned the cum off of my fingers We lay there for a while before Richard resumed his sexing of my wife. He turned over and put his arms around Pippa and I got back off the bed and sat back in the chair. Pippa told him that she wanted to suck him and to take him all the way down her throat and she told him how she wanted him to sit above her so she could swallow him. Richard moved Pippa around so she was sideways on to me so I could easily see. He then moved to a position where he above but straddling her head. He pushed his semi-erect penis down towards to my wife’s face who opened her smiling mouth to receive it. Rachel looked a picture of innocence and beauty but that innocence had just been tainted and that beautiful warm velvety soft mouth was just about to his large cock inserted in it. Richard let the knob of his cock rest just above her open mouth and she rolled her tongue over and around it. My wife looked so sexy as she licked him. She caressed and licked his cock before Richard pushed his cock down further towards her and she readily took the helmet of his cock into her mouth. Her cheeks rose and fell as she sucked him. She cupped his hanging balls and loved them with her fingers. As he grew harder thicker and longer Richard leant forward over her and rested on his hands. Then he moved his legs back so that he could apply pressure and pushed his cock further into her mouth. Pippa tipped her head back so he could access her throat. Slowly and gently at first, he started to fuck her mouth. I watched his penis slipped in and out as Pippa slurped on his cock. Then he very carefully started to push more of himself into her mouth a bit at a time. His thrusts in and out becoming longer as she took more of him down her throat. When Pippa showed signs of resistance he backed off for a brief while to let her adjust. When he reached the point where her throat started resisting Pippa tilted her head back further and swallowed hard several times so Richard could push himself all the way in. As he descended down her throat, Pippa grabbed the tops of his legs with her hands and she pulled her legs up as her toes curled. I watched his cock slid down her throat further and further until her lips hit his balls and she knew that he was in her mouth as far as he could ever be. Richard’s cock now totally orally impaled her. He held his cock deep in her throat for several seconds then pulled back halfway to let her breath. Her nostrils flared wide as her lungs pulled in fresh oxygen. As soon as she felt him push it down her throat again she swallowed hard to let him in. They repeated this about twenty times before he started to come. He pushed himself all the way down her throat and groaned as he began to cum deep in her throat. When he was finished, he withdrew and Pippa gulped to get air back into her lungs. I fetched a glass of water from the bathroom for Pippa to sip and wash his cum into her stomach. Both Pippa and Richard were clearly too exhausted to carry on for the moment so I turned the cameras off and passed them the pillows and duvet from the floor. I joined them in the bed lying on the other side of Pippa and turned the lights off. That bed really could take three with ease. In the darkness I could hear them kissing again before settling down in each other’s arms. The air was still heavily with the smell of their sex. I could especially smell Pippa’s distinctive musk and I lay next to her I could smell him on her. I lay there for a long time remembering the sight of Pippa being taken before I fell asleep. It was quite late in the morning before Pippa woke me up. Richard was awake and she wanted me to be awake to see her being had again. I turned everything back on as Pippa opened the curtains and lay next to them on the bed. A rainstorm had started in the night and you could hear the wind howling around the end of the house and the rain as it lashed the window. Pippa spread herself for him and he lay on top of her, she reached down between their bodies and fed him into her before catching her legs behind the knees and held her legs high and wide for him to fuck her. Having stretched her open and she being so wet for him, his big member now slid into her all the way to his balls with ease. Her legs looked so long and shapely as she held them above him while he rode her and told her how he was going to fuck and fill her. She was desperate to feel another load of his cum in her and she was giving him a ride smoother than a limousine. Her eyes were fixed on his cock as it ploughed between her legs into her and her delicate hands were on his bum trying to pull him into her harder and harder. He was going in her very deep inside my wife now and when he came, he would be shooting way, way up her. Soon the howling of the wind was matched by Pippa howling his name and for him to fill her as the beating of the rain was matched by the beating of his balls on her behind. When he came in her she bounced and squirmed beneath him as his hot spunk exploded inside her. She was now as wet inside as the grass and pavement were outside in the rainstorm. As they lay next to each other I could see a small amount of his cum seep out of her stretched and spunk filled pussy. We all lay there for a long time after as they rested and recuperated from their coupling. Then Pippa got up and said she was going to cook breakfast for us, though it was now so late in the day that it would be an early lunch. Richard went into the bathroom to shower and I put my shorts back on and opened the curtain before going downstairs into the Lounge and collected her clothes from the floor where they had been left. I also put his clothes in a pile. When I went into the Kitchen I found her cooking wearing only an apron. She looked so sexy in it with her breasts almost falling out of top and sides as there was nothing to contain them. Her hair was very all over the place and she had that well fucked look. With her pear shaped firm bum on open display, I felt her up grabbing her ass cheeks in both hands. Richard joined us, still naked and took over feeling her up as she cooked for us. With him tweaking her nipples and rubbing his crotch against her bum it was amazing the breakfast didn’t end up on the walls and ceiling. I watched as she allowed him to touch her everywhere and saw the pleasure and lust on her face and in her eyes. She was so wet ready and hungry to be fucked again by him. All through breakfast Pippa kept her eyes fixed on him wearing only a big smile for him, except for that tiny apron. We sat around talking and drinking tea for a while before he said he was ready to have Pippa yet again. She jumped up and ran ahead of us back to the bedroom, giggling and squeaking, eager to feel him in her again. When we were all back to the bedroom, he asked Pippa to leave the apron on and he asked me to lay face up on the bed with my legs spread wide. That sounded a bit weird to me but I did it all the same. He then took the apron off of Pippa and told her to lay on top of me face down with the apron draped between us. She also had to place her legs inside mine. At first we weren’t in the right position it seemed and he made Rachel move up so her face was level with mine. With us where he wanted us, he told Pippa to kiss me. She did but he said No! Kiss him with passion and put your tongue in his mouth. Make love to your husband. Pippa did as she was told though it was a bit reserved as she was wondering what he was up to. He kept telling her such things as kiss his face, stroke his hair until he was satisfied she was doing it properly. We were beginning to get carried away with what we were doing, when we felt his weight on the bed and she felt him enter. As he fucked my wife on top of me she became more and more aroused and her kisses of love turned into kisses of real boundless passion. My wife may have been making love to me but he was having sex with her He drove into her harder and harder, I felt her being pushed up my body and felt the impact of every thrust of his cock into her. She continued to kiss me until she lifted her face from mine, closed her eyes and began to scream with lust and passion. She was panting hard and I could feel her every breath on my face. I put my mouth over hers to prevent everyone in the district hearing her as her body bucked up and down on mine as she began to orgasm. She then griped me tight pulling at my hair with her fingers as she screwed her eyes up and pushed her hips up and back into him. Her body quivered as he finished in her for the third time She was still lying on top of me in her afterglow and breathing heavily when we noticed Richard at the side of us dressing. He told us he had to go but hoped we had had a really good time because he certainly had. He said I was really lucky to have a wife as hot as Pippa and that he would like to be invited back to have her again and hopefully very soon. Richard kissed Pippa and she kissed him back passionately and inviting him to come and have more of her, without even asking me. We heard the front door close and his car drive away before we rolled over on the bed so that I was on top. Pippa pulled the apron from between us and spread her legs wide to receive me. “Fuck me, fuck me and let me show you how he stretched me my love”, she whispered to me. She then slid her hand between us and took hold of my extremely hard throbbing cock and fed me into her. Gently, slowly, slowly, she said. There, that’s what you want isn’t it. She felt so very wet and loose down there and hot. The heat of her cunt surprised me. I asked her what he had felt like in her and she said that when the head of his cock touched the lips of her cunt it was as if her cunt itself was suddenly alive exploding with feeling. All the nerves in her body tingled and when she feel the pressure as the head of his cock push into her spreading her lips and hole wide it was like a million chills running through and over her body. When he suddenly forced it inside her hard she felt shock after shock shaking her very soul. She told me there was nothing like it before in her life. A pleasure like she had never experienced before. She told me she remembered pulling herself up and trying to stop him even though she wanted more of him in her and fucking her harder. As he moved deeper into her tunnel the feeling began to make her shudder with pleasure which seemed to run up and down her spine and centre in her clit driving her wild with lust and passion. Feeling his cock rub so deep insides of her vagina wall was glorious. Pleasure such pleasure as he began to pump in and out of her. She said that because he was so long and very thick that she could see his cock moving inside her against her skin under her pelvis and belly and pushing her pelvis as it rose and fell from his movements in and out of her hole. As his cock moved inside her wet warm hole her pelvis lifted up and pushed against her belly, it was something she had never experienced with me. She liked watching it and seeing that happen, never having seen it before. She knew he was fully inside her when she felt his balls slap against her bottom and when he started fucking her harder she knew he was soon going cum inside her and have her completely, making her his own. She couldn’t wait to feel his cum pump out of his cock head and feel the warm liquid coat all of her insides. She felt his cock grow hotter and harder inside her pussy as he neared his climax and she could feel her heat rise and his hardness before he began to cum. It was like a gift from the Gods when he began to pump his sperm deep into her belly she said. As he came her body seemed to float and lift higher and higher as her own orgasm swept over her taking complete control of her body and brain. All she could think of was his cock, his wonderful hard thick long cock moving in and out, in and out, in and out, faster and father and faster. When she felt his final push and felt him pull her hips into him tight as he finished her, her mind went blank. All she felt was pure sexual pleasure as the orgasms took complete control of her body. She exploded in a huge sweet warm wonderful climax at the same time. She loved feeling him explode deep inside of her filling her with his hot, wet and thick spunk. She felt it coating her insides and she melted under him. She was now his and everything he wanted and she had, she willingly gave. I didn’t understand what Christine meant when she said that making love and having sex, were totally different. I felt her move her hips very gently pushing against me, her sodden and sticky vagina almost milking me. Push it in me very slowly she said. Feel his cum in me. Feel how wet he’s made your wife. How much he’s stretched me and used me. We moved in time with each other for several minutes, before I added to her the content of my own aching balls. That night we were too worn out to do anything but we were both so exited about what had happened. Pippa had been worn out of course by her taking and went to sleep before me. I just lay there next to her. It was such a strange feeling. Here I was laying next to my wife as I had done so many times but now she had within her his cum. She was somehow different her body felt a shade warmer. I can’t deny that I have very mixed feelings about seeing Pippa having sex with Richard at first. My reaction was far too confused to explain. Yes it was exiting watching him have sex with my wife. I loved the look of her soft body against his. The way he played with her and enjoyed the touch and the feel of her body and saw how sexually exited she became. The moment he entered her was so, difficult to describe but so exiting. His cock was entering the warm depths of her body, which I had entered and enjoyed myself so many times. To watch his hardness, parting and entering her soft yielding body was electric. I knew how she felt when I was in her and now he was feeling her the same way. Then to watch their animalistic sexual act and to see him enjoy the delights of her body pushing his length in and out of her and to hear her groans and gasps of delight and to watch her reactions and joy as she danced on the end of his cock. Then when she stopped rising and falling under him to know as they held there bodies together that his cum was rushing into and filling her body. Some people would regard that as decidedly wrong but had Richard brought a wife with him and we swapped wives for the night no one would say anything. They would have had sex in the same room watching their partners having sex with the other person’s partner and seen and enjoyed seeing the same things. They would have used the other person’s partner to satisfy them selves whilst watching and then had sex with their own partner afterwards in the same way. So tell me what makes the fact that he didn’t have a wife to swap so different and so wrong? We were all adults indulging in sex games just the same as the ancient Romans or Greeks and plenty of people like to read racy book or watch pornography. Some people even regard men who don’t porn as being odd. Pippa had really enjoyed herself and I had enjoyed watching her having a great time and why should I deny her any sort of pleasure whatever that was. I won’t deny either that watching a live sex show is considerably better than watching a pornographic movie, which all too often is too mechanical. Watching someone you love having a great time which Pippa did is pleasurable in itself if you love that person whether or not that involves sex. Allowing him to cum inside Pippa? Well why not. She was on the pill and at no risk of pregnancy and she much preferred the feeling of cum in her so what or where was the issue? Seeing and knowing that she was having full sex was exciting. I’m sure that some specialist somewhere would provide a scientific explanation for that. I can’t, I can only say that it was exiting and I didn’t feel jealous about it. Maybe because I knew that she loved me and me alone. The following evening at the request of Pippa I called Richard and arrange another visit the following Friday. Having done that, I handed the phone to Pippa who took it and rushed into the living room and sat on the chair. She pulled he legs up and turned her head so I could really hear what she was saying. She was still talking to her half an hour later when I looked in. She waved her hand at me to go away and did the same when I appeared at the door over half an hour later. By the time she came off the phone so had been talking to him for nearly two hours. When I asked what she had been talking about all see said was not a lot really. When we went to bed Pippa was so exited about the thought of a further visit from Richard. We made love with me sitting on my haunches and her bouncing up and down on my lap with her legs wrapped around me as I held onto her bum. As we fucked she told me how much she was looking forward to feeling the weight of his body pressing her down into our bed and how she wanted to feel him exploring and enjoying her body. She wanted to feel him open her up, stretch her then making her dance a Rumba on his cock before sending her to heaven. Not that you don’t send me to heaven she added. It’s just different that all. He called again on Wednesday night and she spent another hour and a half talking to him. When we went to bed she said she had something to show me. She made me cover my eyes and not to even peek. When she said you can open them now, she was inches from my face with her pussy in full view. There wasn’t a single hair in sight anywhere. She turned round and even lifted her legs up. Not a single one! She said it was a full Brazilian. Pippa told me that she found a place that would do it and that she took the afternoon off to get it done. She admitted that it had hurt quite a lot when they did it and that it still felt sore after rubbing a lot of cream in. She asked me if I liked it. Well seeking her without her thick bush of hair was, very different certainly. It took quite a bit of getting used to. Without it, she looked just like a little girl. Her sex was in full view. Do you thing Richard will like it, she asked. Oh yes, I think he’s certainly going to like it. I imagined his cock sliding up and reaming her as I answered. That night I sampled the new delights of her bareness and watched her open up to my own length like a flower and like a good bee I soon pollinated her. On Thursday night, she was so exited by the thought of his visit on Friday that she wanted to go to bed extra early and play. We discussed what had happened on the first visit and what they might do this time whilst having raunchy sex. His visit had certainly turned Pippa on in a way I wouldn’t have expected. She was now demanding sex. Richard didn’t turn up on the Friday as agreed. Just a few hours before he was meant to arrive and while Pippa was still preparing herself Richard called us on his mobile to say that he was stuck at work. He said that that he was working on the fitting out of a shop, which was scheduled to open on Monday. He would get away as soon as possible but he might have to stay and sleep in his van. I gave him our main home phone number and said we’d be waiting for him. Pippa was in a foul mood for the rest of the night. The following morning we were awaiting Richards call. By mid-day, Pippa had been ready for 2 hours. By 1.10 she could wait no longer and called him on his mobile. Yes, you can, I heard her say, no that’s fine, yes, no, no, maybe. She rang off and reported that he had just finished and had been driving back home when she called. He had been going home for a shower and shave but she had told him he could have a shower here. He would arrive, he thought, in just over an hour. Pippa then went charging round getting everything ready. She fetched fresh towels and put them in the tumble drier to warm up for him and started cleaning the shower. When she learnt that I didn’t have a spare razor and that we didn’t have a spare toothbrush I was dispatched to the local Tesco Extra to get them. When I returned I did so with a bar of Lavender Soap, which is Pippa’s Favourite and a pair sheer black stockings. As he was going to have a shower first, Pippa was beginning to worry how to present herself to him. What should she wear? I pulled her next door into our bedroom and told her to take all her clothes off. I then made her put on the stockings, which came up to about 8 inches above the knee and made her put on her black high heels. They were a bit scuffed but I didn’t think Richard would be looking that closely. When she looked in the mirrored doors of the wardrobes, she had to agree that she looked stunning and said she even fancied herself. She touched up her make-up, applied a bright red lipstick instead of the pale pink one she was wearing earlier and brushed her hair. Pippa was more than fuckable in her stockings with her pussy lips in full view. When Richard arrived, he parked his van outside the house. We had to get him to move that later and park it up elsewhere otherwise we it might have aroused suspicion. Richard really did need a bath and shave when he arrived. It was immediately obvious he had slept in his van the previous night and I pointed in the direction of the bathroom where Pippa was waiting for him. I don’t think he expected to find a nude Pippa wearing only stockings, high heels and a smile waiting for him behind the door. Listening at the bottom of the stairs, I heard her say after a few minutes, I presume that they were kissing beforehand, No! Shower and shave first then me. Then she added in a sexy voice, as much of me as you want and could ever take. As Richard showered, she hovered in the bathroom like an excitable school girl trying to catch a glimpse of the local rugby players showering in the clubhouse, through a steamed up window. Pippa helped him dry himself. She then brought a chair, which I just happen to leave in outside the bathroom and sat him down. She lovingly dried and combed his hair, before moved the chair to the side of the sink. She then filled the bowl and rubbed shaving foam over his face, before sitting on his lap facing him and gave him a wet shave. When that was finished they went into our bedroom and I followed. Richard turned Pippa around and around. He told us both that he could not believe how absolutely delicious Pippa was and how much he wanted to have her. Well then, she said. Richard grabbed her tiny waist and lifted her up high in the air and while still standing lowered her onto his member. She wrapped her legs round him and said how much she has been waiting days for it. No foreplay this time, this was just animal. He wanted to blast his spunk into her and she wanted to feel it. Without their coming apart, he lay her on the bed and lay on to of her. Their coupling was almost violent as he pounded into her and she wrapped her body onto his. That’s it, that’s. it, enjoy me, make love to me. Have me, take me, she called out loudly. Come on take his wife, enjoy her, fill her up, she continued, Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, give it to me, fuck me, Pleeee sss eeee. I watched as every muscle in her body her tighten and his bum cheeks tighten as she got what she needed and wanted. Later on that day, we all went for a walk around the town together just as the shops were closing. It felt strange her walking along hand in hand with him as I followed a step or two behind. Here there were walking around town together hand in hand and she was carrying his spunk in her belly and when we got back she would be getting even more. She later said that parading around like that in front of the whole town and having his spunk in her made her feel Nasty, Evil and Slutty but in a nice way. As we drove home they were in the rear seats and she soon she had her hand down the front of his trousers as he warmed his cold hands on her now exposed tits. When we got back to the house, Richard started stripped her as soon as we got through the door. By the time I got in and closed the front door she was already nude. He put her over his shoulder and carried her upstairs to bed. I followed them upstairs and saw her pile the pillows against the headboard so she could prop herself up against them. She then lifted her legs high and spread them wide so her sex was in full and open view. She looked so pink and radiant, her pink vagina was almost dripping wet as she waited for him to enter. She smiled with her eyes fixed on his cock and he mounted the bed, then mounted her easing her open and pushing himself all the way up her. She was so at ease with him using her body for his sexual gratification. As he fucked her this time, I watched carefully to see if I could also see his cock moving inside her belly as she had said. At first I thought that I imagined it or that it was not real but I found that if I looked along her body in the same way as she could look along her body, that she was right and it was possible to watch her belly rise and fall as he went in and out of her. As he continued to take her, Pippa lifted and spread her legs wide so he could move freely between them. He slide easily in and out of her she put her legs on either side of torso trapping him between them before wrapping her legs over him then later balancing them high above him. Although I had seen her hold her shapely legs high and wide as his bum bounced up and down between them before, somehow they looked slimmer, sleeker and sexier. The curves of her thighs and the flatness of her belly looked better than before. Her arms wrapping round him looked so soft and delicate as were her hands as she stroked his body, his face and his hair and her voice so sweet as she urged him to have her and enjoy the moment of her taking. Reflected sunlight lit her face and her hair shone as it spread out over the pillow beneath her head. They took pleasure in each others bodies and made love not sex. Richard pushed himself in her firmly not fast but deliberately and making sure she felt every stroke. Even when the pace increased their bodies stayed almost as one, the bed sheet twisting under them, this way and that and almost coming off the bed entirely as the writhed together across the bed. The moment of actual taking was short and sharp. Richard fucked her hard and urgently for about two minutes with Rachael holding her legs straight, high and wide, verbally urging him on loudly to fill her and impregnate her. Their eyes locked on each other intently before he pushed deep into her and came announcing it with a loud grunt of satisfaction. She gasped loudly several times as she felt he cock pumping his cum deep inside her before I heard the long drawn out mew that told me she was climaxing over his cock. Once their bodies settled on each other, she asked him to leave his cock in her and she used her cunt muscles to milk him dry. They lay there holding each other as close as they ever could without saying a word, just breathing heavily, even their breaths were almost taken together, his chest rising and falling in time with her as it pressed down onto her flattening her breasts. Later than night, Richard whispered something in her ear and I saw her nod before tuning over onto her stomach and with her head flat on the bed turned to one side, pulled her legs up so she was kneeling with her bum as high as she could get it. She then grabbed a cheek in each hand, pulled and spread herself exposing her anus. Richard took up position between her legs and tried to insert himself in her bum. It took Richard quite a while and a bit of lubrication to get the head of his cock through the anal ring. I always had difficulty with that and he was thicker than me. Several times he had to withdraw and release his trapped foreskin and re-enter before the head of his cock finally penetrated to the other side of her anal ring. Once there and comfortable, he was free to plunder her bum and plunder it he certainly did. As I knew well there was plenty of room in there once you were in. Pippa screamed but loved it and at one point she asked to be moved to the end of the bed just so she could see herself in the mirrored doors of the wardrobes being taken in the rear. Up to that point Pippa had let me take her in the rear but only on the odd special occasion. After that night she allowed it almost every time he visited and sometimes I would take her in the bum as he lay under her and filled her cunt. Although by now she really wanted Richard to turn up nightly put her to bed and help himself to her body, I made it clear that his visits should be restricted to perhaps ever-other weekend. That weekend I filmed them as they spent the entire weekend like conjoined twins and fucked in every conceivable position including stuffing his cock back down her throat again. When we were having sex a few days later, Pippa admitted that he so stretched her that it was taking about two days for her Vagina to relax back to its normal size for her to feel me in her properly.
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My Friend Izzy For those who have read any of my other stories, each one is fiction. Not complete fiction actually, to tell the truth. Firstly, the main character is certainly not fictitious, and nor are the other main characters. They all start in scenarios of my life past, present or near future, with a person about whom I have fantasized. This helps add some realism. However, to date, none of these events have ever passed beyond the basic scene-set, the introduction, the situation. Here's hoping! It was February 2009, and I was a student at Oxford University, studying physics. For those who have read “my friend Ed”, it means that the relatively hopeless teacher didn't have too adverse an impact! Read that story to get an introduction to me. Anyway, as a fresher, I had been exposed to a whole new lifestyle, and I loved it. Rowing, rugby, enjoyable work, drinking a hell of a lot more than was good for you... What really interested me at the end of my first term was the next year group of applicants arriving for interviews. My school sent many, and as usual, many got in. I knew several other people applying, however, and was sad to see two of my best friends from prep. school fail to get in, along with a classmate of mine who was taking a year out. However,, my mood improved when I discovered that a friend who I had only met that Easter was offered a place at Hertford College. I rang her, congratulated her, and told her I was looking forward to seeing her at her college “Babies' Weekend” - a familiarisation visit for those who had been offered places for the subsequent year. In fact, I was more than looking forward to seeing her. I had met her skiing that Easter in France, skiing with her for a few days. She was staying at our hotel, and was one of the best female skiers of my age I had come across. That certainly endeared her to me, as did her looks. She was about 5'10”, with wavy blonde hair, breasts the size of large oranges and a sportswoman's legs which many girls would kill for. Perched on top of those was a perfect derri? – not large enough to be soft and detract from her physique, but large enough to mark her out. Her face belied her active nature, with a delicious smile, bright eyes and good complexion. Her skin wasn't pale, just gently tanned. Anyway, I was damned pleased she was coming to Oxford. The new year came and went, then a few weeks into the new term it was time to entertain the newcomers with a weekend of fun and alcohol. I was, of course, heavily involved in my own College's weekend, however I managed to shrug off my responsibilities for the Saturday night in order to gatecrash the Hertford pre-party in their JCR. They planned on going out to a club, and I thought I would see how long I could stay before being recognised as an outsider. Early that evening, I turned up and got past the porter by claiming to be a Hertford baby. I found their common room, and went in. There was a mass of people there, loud music and some fairly atrocious dancing. I got myself a drink, which in true college party style was as good for your senses a kick in the face and cost about 50p, then I went to find her. I found her all right. She was chatting to some people who she had clearly no interest in talking to. They looked like computer scientists or something, all with glasses and acne. I sneaked up behind her and then lay my hands firmly on her shoulders. She jumped almost half a foot in the air, spilling most of her drink all over her! She was wearing a white t-shirt, which, although not paper-thin, still showed that she was wearing a very sexy bra beneath. It was light blue and really lifted up her gorgeous tits. In the middle of the bra, I could just see a small mound where her nipple was, and it turned me on immediately. When she recovered her composure, she cast the remainder of the potent cocktail in my direction, saying “You are so going to pay for that!”. She sounded a little drunk, and to be fair the party had been going for about an hour I estimated. Then, she came up to me and gave me a friendly hug, pressing her wet chest against mine and kissing me strongly on the cheek. How much of that was alcohol, and how much genuine pleasure to see me, I didn't know, but she then said to me “I'm going to have to go up to my room to get a new shirt. Come on, it would be good to talk to you. We walked a hundred yards or so to her room, went up the stairs and through the door. We talked about what we had been up to, I gave her my view on what Oxford life would be like for her, and just chatted. I was really trying not to make it too obvious that firstly I was staring and secondly that my cock was raging hard, but I think I got away with it. When she changed out of her t-shirt into a clean, tight white one I almost came where I sat. Her body was toned to perfection, with soft, slender lines and silky skin. Her breasts were a little larger than last time I had met her. We went back down to the Junior Common Room, and rejoined the party. Later on, the organisers of the babies' weekend guided us to Bar Risa for the remainder of the evening. The music was bad, it was baking and the only upside was the cheap drinks. We both ended up really rather dizzy, and when I suggested we go back and I show her my college, she showed no hesitation in agreeing. We easily left the Hertford 1st years to mind the rest of the newbies, and slipped out. We supported each other on the way back, her arm around my waist and mine around her shoulder, gently resting on the top of her rounded breast, which I could get a fantastic view of from my 6'3” vantage point. Every now and then, one of us would trip on something and we would hold tighter to steady ourselves. We arrived back at the big wooden gates of the college, where I let us in and slipped past the sleeping porter. As we walked through the ancient quadrangles and beautiful surroundings of the college, the moonlight fell on her face, beautifully bringing out the stunning features. By the time we were back at my door, we were slightly more sober and when I let us in, I decided to put the kettle on. My plans, though, went awry when I stood at the foot of my bed. Abruptly, she raised her eyes, looked at me, placed two hands on my chest and, with a gentle but firm push, had me on my back on my bed. I opened my mouth, surprised beyond words and beyond movement. “You think you were subtle? I could see your sly glances!”, she laughed. “What are you talking about?”. I made one last attempt at being discreet, but she could see right through it. “Hehe, you were like a puppy all night. Actually, I don't mind. You're one of the nicest and fittest guys I've ever met.” With that, she crawled from the foot of the bed until she was knelt over me, leaning forwards on her hands so that if she let go she would pin me to the bed. Her long, blond hair was tickling my face. She brushed it out of the way and her face came down to meet mine and she kissed me. My god this was hot. I had a gorgeous body on top of me, true to my fantasy, but what outstripped it by far was the passion in the kiss. She started gently, just a stroke on my lips if that. Then she kissed me gently a couple of times, before her tongue gently made its way into my mouth. Her hot, strong tongue explored the inside of my mouth, rolling smoothly over mine. By this point, I decided that I was being too passive. I reached my arms up and, placing one on her bum and one on the back of her head it was the work of but a movement before she was lying on top of me. We rolled over so that I was on top of her, and she was pinned on her back, then continued to kiss with a viguor which scorched the air. It was as if our tongues and our lips were trying to dominate those of the other, and the sensual feelings of tongue-on-tongue and the lubricating saliva was more intense than any I had ever experienced in a kiss. She disengaged, saying “Stop”. I wondered if I had done something wrong. Was I going too fast? Did she not want this? Was she having second thoughts? I relaxed just long enough for her to wriggle out from underneath me and stand in the middle of the room. My head was spinning, so when she told me to sit in the big chair next to her I offered no resistance. The music was playing, “She's lost that loving feeling”, and she crossed her arms, reached down and slowly removed her t-shirt. I had seen her in her bra before, however this time she was gyrating and slowly dancing to the music. The shirt disappeared and her attentions moved to her skinny jeans. She first slipped one hand down the front of the jeans. Whether her hand was inside her panties or not I could not tell, nor did I care. The anticipation and my imagination were driving me wild. I was rubbing the rock-hard lump at my waist, but did not venture inside for fear of coming right there and then. She was grinning cheekily, and undid her zip and buttons. By now, in the v-shape of the crotch, I could see that her hand was still outside of the panties. However, a dark, moist patch was easily visible as was the vague outline of her pussy. Standing side-on so that I could get a profile view as she bent over, she slid the jeans down her legs so that they were around her ankles. She kicked them off, with the shoes and the socks, and stood there in the sexiest underwear I had seen in my limited experience. “Hell that's beautiful, take the rest off fast before I get up and take it off you.” She did not go further, though. She half walked, half danced over to me and came around behind the chair. Looking ahead still, I felt her gentle hands on my shoulders. The fingers of one hand remained, rubbing my back, but the other disappeared down the neck of my shirt and began rubbing my chest, playing with my nipples and generally being arousing, going as far at one point as to play with the waistband of my boxers and the sparse dusting of hair which she found there. The next thing I knew she had removed her hands, and my shirt. She came back around the front and sat on my lap. I had a girl in underwear on my lap, facing me with a hungry look in my eyes, her legs almost around my waist and her hands on my chest. I begged her to continue, and she obliged. She slid down off my legs and onto the floor between them, and undid my fly. Pulling my boxers down with my jeans to my ankles, my cock leaped out into the fresh air. Her hands reached up to stroke the inside of my legs, the gesture almost ticklish in its softness, before gently caressing my hard shaft. Her grip tightened over the next minute, until she was holding hard and moving her hand slowly up and down. Waves of pleasure passed up and down my body in response to the up and down motion of her firm, firm grip. In the meantime, her mouth was planting kisses all over my abdomen and legs until she let go of my cock and slowly licked from the base of the crotch all the way up, past the balls and up the underside of my rod, her tongue like electricity when it reached the head. “Come on Izzy, suck it already. Suck my cock!” She proceeded to suck the end of my dick as if it were an ice lolly in summer: slow, lingering sucks and licks with all the time in the world. I was lost in a heavenly bliss in which the only though and the only sensation were the sublime feeling of her hot mouth and her seductive smile coating my cock with a mixture of saliva and my own juices. Her style changed to use the teeth gently around the cock-head, and I could feel every motion amplified. When it started to convulse, about to come, she stopped and looked me in the eyes, smiling, as the near-climax wore off. This was heaven and hell. All right then, if that was the game we were going to play. I stood up, my cock still standing proud, picked her up and dumped her sexy body on the bed. She looked so innocent, lying there in her underwear, her head tilted to one side and a coy smile on her face. She started to rub her nipples through her bra, and her head rolled back in ecstasy. Oh no, she wasn't having it that way. Taking firm hold of her wrists, I took them and placed them behind her head. Then, I removed her bra and finally looked at those soft, round orbs with beautiful pink nipples. I gently traced the outline of them with a finger of my right hand, and then used the same hand to start stroking and rubbing the small but solid protrusion on top. This elicited moans of delight from Izzy, who moved her hands back down her body and rubbed the outside of her dripping wet panties. I stopped rubbing and started to pinch and mould them with my fingers. She began squirming in pleasure, not saying anything coherent but simply moaning her pleasure. Then, as the speed of her breathing increased and she closed her eyes, I again took her hand from her pussy and pinned her on her back. “Now then, we can't have you coming before me, can we? That wouldn't be fair!” She looked at me with a wild look in her eyes. “Finish me! Oh god Josh, just finish me! Make me come!” I decided that torturing her was no longer worth my while, so I turned my attentions to her little panties, which by now were sopping wet and almost transparent. However, when I took them off, I saw her beautiful pussy for the first time. Her features were petite and delicate – a small mound, covered by the tiniest dusting of hair. Her lips were as soft pink colour, deepening to red deeper among the folds. There was a sweet, perfumed smell coming from it, and I ran my fingers down from her midriff, down past her waist and then stroked my hand over her pussy lips. She shuddered again, encouraging me to go further. I slipped a finger in, and met with some resistance. I looked into her eyes, and she nodded softly. “Quickly.” With one sharp movement, I thrust my finger through her virginity and heard a sharp intake of breath. I looked at her again and saw a small tear on her cheek. “Carry on”, she told me. I obliged, and started to slowly move it in and out. She was dripping wet, and within a couple if fingerings my hand was drenched. Her face was no longer in pain, but smiling broadly. I bent over and, taking her legs and putting them over my shoulders, lowered my tongue to her now wide-open lips. I inhaled the sweet smell one more time before taking a long, long lick from end to end, savouring every taste and sensation. Her skin was as soft as silk and flawless. I began to get a little more aggressive, my tongue diving in and out of her hot, wet, silky snatch time and time again until she was whimpering with anticipation and ecstasy. I took her clit into my mouth, sucked on it, rolled it around with my tongue and returned my attentions to her most private places, drilling my tongue in deep and licking out every last drop of that delicious nectar. I stopped, withdrew my head and slipped two fingers into her hole. Again I moved them in and out time and time again, and she loosened up to take three, then four. Eventually, she was so relaxed that all five fingers would fit in, and after some serious finger-fucking my whole hand slipped in. It was an incredible feeling, having my entire hand inside that hot, tight and incredibly wet shaft. It was like nothing else I had ever done before. I moved it in and out, rolling it around for extra feeling, and I must have been doing something right, because she screamed in pleasure. The tempo increased until my hand was flying in and out of her pussy at such speed. Finally she shrieked one last time, and a gush of juices came out, soaking the bed, my hand and my body. She said nothing for several minutes, maybe ten, during which time I softly licked her pussy, cleaning up, and admired her perfect body. She then then recovered herself enough to say “So what's next, sexy?”. Incredibly, in that short time, she had tightened up again, so by way of answer I positioned her on her back, her legs in the air and her snatch skywards. I so desperately needed relief from my raging hard-on that I positioned my seven inches of rock-hard cock in between her legs, and only pausing for a moment to rub the length of it along her crotch so that it would be well lubricated, I slipped in the head of my cock. It was so warm and it felt so natural, I could not believe that I had not done it before. I looked at her and said “This is my first time. Thank you, beautiful.” “Me too”, she replied. “Although you probably figured that out”. With that, she reached forwards and grasped me, pulling me all the way into her in one stroke. Although she was still relaxed from the fingering and fisting, she gasped at the amount she stretched trying to accommodate me. For my part, I was in seventh heaven. Gazing at her, intimately engaged in such a way, I felt nothing but love and bliss. I slowly retracted, and thrust again. The stimulation of my cock was incredible. Each time I thrust it was like a climax all of its own. It beat anything else I could think of hands down. It was warm, soft and wet, silky smooth but at the same time the muscles around her hot, narrow tunnel gripped my cock like she never wanted to let go. In and out, in and out, and within minutes we were both breathing heavily and approaching the endgame. Faster and faster in and out of that hot little snatch, each time driving in as far as her pussy would allow me to and pulling out until the suction of her pussy walls on my cock would stop me from leaving her. In again, and my balls would slap her delicate skin and I would be in deep, our hair intermingling and our skin touching. Out, and the muscles would clamp me in so that I could only thrust again; thrust, and withdraw. Eventually I felt the familiar spasms deep in the base of my cock which signalled the final act, the hot cum welling up inside ready to mix with her juices. At the same time, the tightness around my cock increased yet more, and I heard her scream her pleasure to the world, convulsing, and in doing so she made me orgasm like I had never orgasmed before. Wave after wave of hot, white love spurted deep into her body and I almost fainted with the feeling of pleasure and release. I finally pulled out now that she had relaxed, and gazed at the mixture of juices slowly seeping out of her now red and gaping pussy. Again, for the second time that day, I bent over and cleaned her up, storing in my mouth the juices of both lovers, before kissing her gently, tenderly and lovingly, sharing in her mouth that which we had shared in the body. Within minutes we were both asleep. The morning is another story.
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Beginning: *The end of "The Ex Files"* "So, do you wanna grab dinner?" Jack Carter asked Allison Blake. "Hmmm..." She leaned in for a quick kiss, then pulled away. Looking at him lovingly. "No." She stood up and walked around the couch, then turned back to him. "I was thinking...maybe breakfast." She grinned at him, then began to walk slowly up the stairs. "Okay...well..." Jack said, taking a moment to understand what she was suggesting, then becoming excited by the prospect. He followed her up the stairs. By the time he got to the top, Allison was already mostly undressed. And man, was she hot. Her shoes, jacket, and shirt lay on the floor next to her. It was all he could do not to stare at her beautiful torso. He walked up to her and began to kiss her welcoming lips. He slid her pants slowly and sensually down her sexy legs. she kicked them away, now wearing only lingerie. Allison pushed him into the lounge chair near the bed, kissed him, then stood back a for a moment to push her hair out of her face. "You're...wow..." Jack began, speechless at the sight of Allison's gorgeous body, with perfect legs, ass, abs, and breasts. He could hardly believe that he was so lucky to be about to have sex with her. It had been great to be one of her closest friends for four years, but this, this is what he really wanted. He loved her. “Mmmmm,” Allison hummed, straddling his lap and leaning in to slowly kiss him, fingers raking through his hair before gently scraping along the back of his neck, giving him a little shiver of lust. She slowly started sliding off his lap, and Jack followed her, bending down to avoid breaking the kiss as she slid down to the floor. She quickly had his belt undone, finally breaking the kiss to nip at his lower lip gently as she worked his pants open, pulling him free of his boxers. She gave him an impish smile before she leaned in, her breath hot against his erection for a moment, teasing him. “God, Allie,” he groaned, and as though in response, her tongue swiped a quick circuit of the head of his cock, making him groan. He let his head loll back as she started to trade off between little licks and playful bits of pressure from her lips rolled over her teeth, dangerous and arousing at the same time. The first time she’d tried it, Jack had nearly had a heart attack before coming harder than ever before. Now he bit his lip on a groan, it taking all his willpower to hold still while she played. “Fuck, Allie,” he managed to say, head reeling as she roughly tugged him down further in the chair, running her hand down his hardness. "Close your eyes," Allison murmured, her voice slightly husky. She was so hot, Jack felt like he was going to burst. She took his hand and led him over to the bed, pushing him onto it gently then lying on top of him. She began sucking his cock again, using a finger to stroke him. jj “Allie,” he tried to ask, but a second finger joined the first, turning it into a wordless moan. A moment later, she took his entire dick in her mouth, sending him over the edge with a cry. It took Jack a few moments to regain his senses after such an explosive orgasm. He opened his eyes to Allison's beautiful face, her body on top of his, eyes locked together. He stroked her hair, and she closed her eyes, leaning towards his gentle touch as he pulled his pants over his now flaccid penis. He leaned up and kissed her, their mouths opening and tongues playing, the kiss becoming more and more passionate. He broke the kiss for a moment to pull his shirt over his head. He sat up slowly, not breaking the kiss, holding Allison's face against his, their mouths and tongues seemingly wrestling. Jack snaked his hand into her sexy lace panties that showed off her perfect ass and began to rub it. He felt her breathing quicken as her face pressed harder against his own. He slowly moved his hand downwards until he felt his fingers pressing against tender, damp skin that meant he was near her pussy. He lightly touched her there with one finger and she let out a gasp that turned into a loud moan, breaking their kiss. They held each other close as she pressed her throbbing pussy against his finger, wanting him to touch her more. He complied quickly, beginning to rub harder and placing another finger on her slit. She moaned softly and rocked her body against his hand. He placed his other hand on her ass to steady her. Gently, he began sliding his fingers inside of her, and carefully watched her reaction to see whether she liked it or not. It wasn't hard to tell. Allison moaned loudly and her breathing became ragged as she began to all-out ride his fingers. She hugged him close, and due to the fact that she was kneeling and he was sitting, her breasts pressed firmly against his face. Jack felt his erection growing as he listened to Allison's moans, feeling her body moving more and more quickly as her arousal grew. He felt her pussy around his fingers, and had a sudden, intense longing to be pushing his cock in there as he felt her juices begin to flow down his fingers. She orgasmed, crying out with pleasure. He pulled his fingers out and began slow, circular rubbing motions around her hole as she calmed down again. He removed his fingers from her pussy, and she gave a little cry of protest in response. He grasped her butt and they moved into a more comfortable position. Jack leaned against the headboard of the bed, his legs in a pike position with Allison's straddling his. She kneeled in front of him, her knees next to his hips, and kissed him hard. She felt his erection under his pants and boxers and began to grind against it, resulting in pleasure for both of them. Finally overwhelmed with desire, Allison ripped off Jack's already-unbuckled pants, leaving only his boxers separating her from what she wanted so badly to be inside her. Jack saw the need written all over Allison's face, but wanted to prolong the foreplay so as to make the sex even more enjoyable, as it always is with anticipation. He kicked his pants off his ankles and his shoes and socks off his feet, using his foot to push them to the floor. Wanting yet another amazing kiss, he leaned in to Allie and pressed his lips against hers, realizing not for the first time that he really, truly, completely loved her. As if sensing this, Allison reached up to cup his face in her hand and stroke his hair. Jack sighed, feeling his desire for her flow throughout his body. He reached around her slim body with his hand and, with talent that only comes with a lot of practice, one-handedly removed her bra. He slid the straps off of her arms and flung it to the other side of the room as if it was the bra that had been keeping him from touching her. Allison's nipples were fully erect, yet another sign of how much she wanted him. He leaned down and began to kiss her left breast. She moaned and placed her hands against the back of his head, gently pressing his face against her heaving chest. He gave a hard suck to her nipple, making her gasp with pleasure, and moved on to her other one, giving it the same amazing treatment until he felt her wetness drenching the bottom of her panties and dampening his own underwear. She thrust her tits against his face and he kissed them each one last time before locking her into another long, sensual kiss. Jack used one hand to hold her face against his, and reached down to pull off her panties with the other. He threw them to the other side of the room to lie in the corner next to the bra. Allison, in turn, began to slide his boxers down his legs. His erection provided some resistance, but she pulled hard and it sprang out, standing up proudly. He kicked his boxers to the floor as she leaned down to lick his cock. He stopped her before her tongue even touched the tip. "You've already done that. It's my turn, " he said giving her a devious grin. Before she had time to ask what he was doing, he had already flipped her over and had started licking and kissing her upper thigh near her pussy. Allison gasped with anticipation, wanting to feel his tongue against her wet hole. Her breathing became even heavier as Jack moved his lips closer and closer to her pussy until he was kissing it. She let out a moan of pleasure and ran her hands through his hair, holding his head in its position. He ran his tongue up and down it, tasting her cum. She bucked her hips against his face, feeling an intense desire course through her. She needed him. Her back arched as he pushed his tongue as deep inside her as he could. He continued kissing and licking her pussy for a few minutes, then gave her neglected, swollen clitoris a good, hard suck and felt her muscles clench in orgasm. She cried out as her entire body trembled with pleasure once more. As Allison's orgasm subsided, Jack kissed his way back up her belly, past her breasts, and up to her face. They took up the position they had when they'd first begun their foreplay: Jack against the headboard, Allison straddling his lap. They kissed some more, but it was only so long that they could hold off from doing what they really wanted to do. Not letting their lips part, Jack lifted Allison about a foot above the bed. She helped by pressing down with the part of her legs that was still touching the mattress. He pulled her forwards, and broke their kiss to look into her eyes. They shone with excitement. He smiled and pulled her against him. She lowered herself slowly onto his straining penis. Jack heard her quick intake of breath as she felt the tip touch her anxiously waiting pussy. Allie closed her eyes and moaned loudly as Jack's large penis pressed further and further inside her aching pussy. She hadn't realized quite how much she'd needed this. Soon he was all the way inside her, and she could feel his balls against her ass. She began to rock on his dick, relishing every feeling. Their thrusts intensified as they became more aroused. Soon, they were synchronized in their movements, moving more quickly by the minute. Jack became even more turned on by staring at Allison's amazing body, thrusting against his own, tits bouncing, abs tightening, wanting him as much as he wanted her. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. He heard her ragged breaths become more labored with every thrust of his dick. He held her still, not pulling out of her pussy, and flipped her over. He let her lean against the headboard of the bed, then placed her legs on his shoulders. Now he had control. He started slowly, filling her completely, then pulling out until only his tip was inside her. Enjoying the increased penetration, Allison let him take control, thrusting in synchronization with him. They began to breathe harder as Jack increased the speed of his thrusts until he was moving so fast he didn't even go all the way inside Allison. He heard his testicles slapping against her ass, and the sound only aroused him more. He reached down and began to rub her clitoris rhythmically. Allison moaned loudly and their thrusts slowed. "Faster, Jack," Allison moaned. "Fuck me harder..." Jack began thrusting quickly and forcefully, only thinking about how hot Allison was. She bucked her hips in sync with his movements. He moved even faster now, pushing harder. Allison let out a yelp of pleasure. "Fuck me, Jack! Fuck me hard!" She cried. Jack had never been more turned on by a woman before. If Allison had been intoxicating before they'd begun going out, he had no words to describe this sexy woman now. He cupped her ass in his hands, helping her thrust against him. They kept going at this pace until orgasm gripped them both, somehow at the same time. He felt his cum filling her up, then dripping out onto the bed mixed with her juices.They collapsed onto the bed. Carter rolled onto his back, and pulled Allie on top of him. They smiled at each other, thinking about what they'd just done together, then Allison laid her head on his chest, Jack placed his hand in hers, and his other one protectively on her back. They fell asleep together. -*beginning of "I'll Be Seeing You"* Allison woke up on top of Jack. She lifted her head off of his chest, waking him in the process. For a moment she wondered where she was, then she remembered the events of the night before. They looked into each other's eyes and smiled. "Hey," said Jack, stroking her hair. "Hi," Allison replied, grinning. They giggled.
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The night that I will never forget and that I will never have again happened on June 20th 2010 on the port of Barcelona on the Independence of the Seas room 9666. My name is Elliot I had gone away with my family this was to be my last holiday with my family being 18 and going to university of central Lancashire, so it was a big one my mum had never been one for flying so we hadn't had a proper holiday for years we had been camping but it wasn't for us and we left on the 3rd day. We had saved for years, we sailed from Southampton the ship was docked in Europe's top cities Lisbon, Majorca, Genoa, Naples, Sicily and finally the place where it all happened Barcelona. We had just left Messina Harbour in Sicily and thus far it had been a big disappointment this holiday it was fully of either O.A.P's waiting for the grim reaper to pay them a visit or kids running about basically being kids, nobody who I was really interested in I spent my days reading something I didn't do a lot and my nights in the gym something I did even less of. The night I will never forgot started like any other night on the cruise I had been bored for most of day but we had just docked in Barcelona and the view was unquestionable beautiful. I was on my way down to a gym I know would be empty and was ready to pump some iron. I began my work out starting with a few bicep curls, a run, finally some bench presses and then on my 3rd rep I heard a noise, I looked up and there was someone in my gym, IN MY GYM!!! He looked at me, I quickly turned around and carried on my reps. "excuse me" I jumped and dropped the weight on my chest, the man quickly came round and took the weight off myself. "You ok" I coughed as I got up "yea fine" lying "Do you need some help" "No" "Please I insist I can tell yours new to this I've been watching" Watching I thought to myself has he be spying on me!? I was no Schwarzy but I was certainly no stick figure either. I reluctantly agreed. I layed back down and he moved over into the spotter position, knowing his balls where just centimetres from my head started to turn me on I had always been a little bi curious and I had considered trying it out but never found the courage or confidence to do it. "9, 10 done" my cock had thankfully only gone semi I thought he won't notice that “come on fella time to hit the shower?” in a confident voice giving me no choice to comply, I simply followed. I started to get undressed taking off my shirt then wrapped a towel round my waist and shacking my hips trying to get my shorts off, I could feel eyes burning into me I looked up. “You don’t have to be so modest” A look of questioning across my face. “I have seen a cock before” explaining himself “and what were you going to do wear your towel in the shower” feeling a little embarrassed I dropped it, I had never revealed myself to a man before and I felt excited and it showed. “looks like your spouting wood pal” I felt myself go red in the face with embarrassment I looked for the nearest exit, but before I could run he said “Don’t worry I am too” What the hell was going on here I thought my mind was going a mile a minute. He took his shorts off revealing his semi hard dick and my thoughts all of sudden became transfixed on it. I had to take my eyes off it, we began to small talk, he told me he was part of the crew's entertainer called Ryan that he was a DJ but with the lack of young people on board he'd been forced to help with the formal balls. I told him of my utter boredom. "Well, Elliott, you could take advantage of may company" "Ok what have you got in mind?" a little unsure what he meant. He took my hand we got dressed and led me out of the gym, quickly down the stairs all the way to the 3rd deck we came to a door saying staff only, we raced though the door. He told me to hush, I looked over and we were on the very top floor of the dance performance that night, damn it was good. I could feel his body next to mine and my cock began to stir I moved my body into his and his hands began to explore my body, he began at my lower back moving up and down with every stroke he got lower and lower till eventually he ended up on my ass. I lifted up and he squeezed tighter, he ran his fingers up and down trying to find my hole though the material of my shorts, all the while we were both watching the dancing in front of us. He picked me up without saying anything and told me he was taking me somewhere. He held my hand all the way up the stairs getting quizzical looks from the ladies and gentlemen in the their formal dresses and suits. *************** We stopped on up to deck 9 room 9666 he pulled out his key card he led me into the empty room. As soon as the door shut are bodies and mouths were firmly pressed together, hands exploring each other’s horny bodies. Ryan’s body was firm I felt under his shirt I could tell he went to the gym more than I did his back muscles were huge and I could feel each individual abdominal muscle, the sexual tension that had been growing since we met releasing, the kiss was broken, he said to stay he needed to get something, I didn't complain I knew what he was going to get. I was left with only thoughts my head a wash with thoughts, should I do this? I took a deep breath did I want this is? I was stuck in two minds on the one hand what if somebody found out, would I be cast away to live and die on my own? Ok I was imagining the worst scenario but that’s what I do. On the other hand I had always wanted this and this was an opportunity to have it and then get back to my life back home. My hand went to the handle on the door I was about to leave. No I want this. I waited by the balcony for him to return, the door opened the light from the hallway crept into the room quickly disappeared as the door closed. I stood leaning over the railing admiring the view of Barcelona, he came up from behind me and wrapped his hands around my body, his hard cock pressed against my ass his hands exploring my body moving down my stomach and rubbing the lump that had appeared in the front of my shorts. His hands went flat against my stomach and moved under the elastic band and wrapped his hands around my increasingly growing cock. "Are you ready" No reply was needed I simply shook my head and he led me inside, pushing me down on to the bed he leaned in and began kissing me with all the passion as before, the kiss was so good, his lips were very soft, with the right amount of moisture, he began slowly pushing his tongue against min, after about a minute he broke the kiss, beginning to kiss and suck on my neck. He removed my shirt and quickly removed my shorts my cock bulging though the material of my boxers. His lips found my nipples, my breathing became slower and I began to moan "Ryan that feels so gooood" in the horniest voice I had. "You want to feel even better" I bit my lip and nodded my head. He kissed down my stomach, I spread my legs. His kisses continued down over my stomach cruelly missing my cock, instead he kissed down the inside of my thigh and back up, getting closer and closer to my cock then going back down, teasing me making me want it so badly. He eventually kissed my cock though my boxers he brought his hands up and gripped around waistband of my boxers and slowly revealed the 7-inch cock I had in my pants. He took it gently into his hand and ran his tongue up and down his shaft, making it all wet, he reached the top again and engulfed half of my hard cock, he started running his fingers over my anal opening whilst he was sucking on it so delightfully. I looked down on him grabbed his shirt and ripped it off his body revealing his impressive pecks and abs, he continued to suck moving his mouth up and down deep throating I moaned in ecstasy while his finger softly caressed my ass. I pushed him back I was hungry for him, I had against the wall, I fell to my knees and my hands rapidly attacked the buttons on his pants. One by one till they fell down, I ran my hands over the skintight underwear his cock bulging begging to be let out. I pulled them down slowly his rock hard horny cock in front of my face, I moved my hand and grasped it stroking him up and down he began to moan "mmmm faster" I complied. I was hungry for him now I kissed his cock up and I moved down to his balls hanging there and took one and then the other in my mouth still stroking his cock now leaking pre-cum. I took my mouth and licked the liquid off the end, I opened my mouth taking his head in my mouth and licking the underneath of his bell end he tasted gorgeous. I continued to suck taking all of him in his mouth till I was ball deep and could feel him in my throat. "I don't want to cum yet" I wondered why, he picked me up and kissed me deeply and took me to the bed and lay on top of me kissing me passionately, he turned me over lifting my ass in the air as he turned me over. "Your going to love this" taking his tongue he licked from the bottom of my balls over my ass continuing it that motion I moaned "your right I do love that" he moved over picking something out of the bag he brought to the room, I heard something squirt out then a warm feeling over my opening. He told me to relax and I felt a finger probing me, at first just one, then another going in and out, faster and faster. "Are you ready" I couldn't reply quickly enough but reminded him to go slow. His cock rubbing over my opening pressing against my opening the pressure starting to part me, his cock head entered me something I had yearned for so many years but could never find the courage to do so. My breathing became deeper and longer trying to relax my muscle allowing him to enter my further, The pain subsided to pleasure and it started to feel wonderfully natural having a cock in my ass he must have felt me relaxing as he started to pull out and push back in. His thrusting became faster and faster, deeper and deeper his cock nearly leaving me to being ball deep inside, his balls slapping against mine he wrapped his hands around my cock stroking me with every thrust of his. I was close his cock brushing against my prostate was too much and I came in buckets all landing underneath me, he released my cock to concentrate on his orgasm. He grabbed my hips for leverage, I felt him tense up and thrust deep into my. Then I felt a warm feeling in ass, he came deep inside me, we collapsed in a heap landing in my cum, his softening cock left my body and could feel his cum dripping out my now wide opening. Once our breathing returned to normal, he turned and asked if I needed a shower, I did I was awfully sweaty. I switched the shower on I was left to digest what had happened in only a couple of hours, cum still dripping out of me. I washed myself but left my ass alone seeing it as my reward, as I was drying myself and made a decision I have regretted ever since, he was lay a sleep on the bed I got dressed kissed his forehead and took one last look at his body and the cock that had gave me so much pleasure and left. I kept my head down for the rest of the holiday and got on with life never to see Ryan again.
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Hayley walked through town with her best friend Sarah. They were on route to an outdoor concert in the park situated in the middle of town. It was a beautiful spring day and she had the whole weekend off to wander and do as she pleased. The warm pollinated air fell in invisible folds around her body. She wore a soft spring dress with no bra for comfort. As she walked down the peopled sidewalk she completely lost herself in the passing bodies. It was as if every young man with a little spirit in his walk might be someone to make love to, any beautiful girl her age might be someone to kiss, and any young attractive couple might be something to split up. In short, Hayley was incredibly turned on. It was as if her whole afternoon were a wet dream. “Hey, you alright?” Sarah touched Hayley’s shoulder. “Yeah, why?” Hayley responded as she turned her head to catch the backside of a suited young man who'd been walking closer and closer towards them for the past minute. He wasn’t as attractive as she’d hoped, but, he did have a great body. “You’ve been quiet for like two minutes.” “Really?” Sarah still hadn’t really zeroed in on Sarah’s feelings, she had enough to process just on her own. “Yeah, what’s up? I usually couldn’t shut you up even if I put my hand over your mouth.” “Should I be talking more? You know, it’s odd, but I feel really calm. Maybe I’ve changed!” Hayley was normally the talker, and Sarah the listener, but she wasn’t filling her normal role today. “Alright, before you launch into your new autobiography let me call Mark. He doesn’t know where to meet us.” “Mark doesn’t ever know where to go.” “He’s not as dumb as you think, Hayley.” Sarah replied, smiling while she put her phone to her face. “I never said your boyfriend is dumb I just think he’s completely lost.” “Hey Mark!” Sarah ignored the comment as Mark’s grumpy voice came through her phone. Hayley tried to completely ignore the couple’s conversation. She found a nearby bench to sit down on while she waited for the chatter to end. Over the past month Hayley had developed an anti-couples attitude. She was all for a long term lover, but she looked down on her girlfriends who were hoping to fall in love or supposedly were already in love. Most of them simply were not in love. They confused comfort for passion. Yes: it was so hard to be alone. Yes: it was so hard not being adored. Yes. Yes. Look, she got it. She had been someone’s raison d’être. She had fallen in love during college and experienced the delicate world of an intimate relationship for three long years. But she had since felt the pull of greater passions. She didn’t even have to remember the night she cheated on that wimp. It was on a fall night and a cold rain was coming down. She sat trying to do her French homework but was too hopelessly sexually alive to let alone use her own language of English in any other way than: give it to me. Nathan, her boyfriend, had only an hour ago been lying with her, making love to her, gripping her back and hips, pushing inside of her again and again and again until suddenly an alarm had gone off. “Shit! It’s almost 10:30! I’m going to miss my train,” he said as he reached to silence his alarm. “I’m so sorry but I gotta run.” He pulled out of her clumsily and jumped into his clothes. “It’s O.K,” Hayley said as she used all her mental energy to keep herself calm and not scream at him. She teetered on the edge of climaxing. Her eyes were still closed and her mouth was still half open, about to cry out. “Shit I got to run. I love you. I’ll call you when I’m back.” Her boyfriend said as he slung a bag around his shoulder. “O.K. Bye.” She got up, put on her glasses, and looked in the mirror. Her skin was red with anger. “Hey,” Nathan could tell she was upset, “What’s the matter? I wish I could stay too!,” he said. Sarah didn’t respond. He knew Sarah was upset and he didn’t have time to deal with it. “Look, I love you. I’ll be back soon,“ and with that said, he slid out the door. She had never been so close to coming and then completely dropped to such a low. She was furious. The worst part was that his trip was not necessary. It wasn’t for work. It wasn’t for some family catastrophe. It was so he could go be around some old guy friend from his high school days. They’d probably sit together drinking and talk about the sex they had been having and about the girls who had spiked their interest besides their girlfriends. What the hell was the point when Hayley and him could actually be having sex! She felt like chasing Nathan down, tackling him off the path into the woods, and fucking him until he was too beat up to ever make it to a train again. She tried to get herself off for a few hours. It didn’t work. All her fantasies were about abusing Nathan, tying him up, binding him to a chair, and using him in whatever way she wanted. But it only brought pleasure to a part of her mind. She still wanted to be held by him. As usual, Hayley wanted multiple things at once. Nathan seemed to be able to let her want just one thing: him. Eventually her desire to dominate Nathan developed into a desire to be dominated, but not by any person, especially not him, not even any man, just–––well, by something. She wanted to tie herself up to something and work as hard as she could to just get something barely inside of her. She didn’t have a vibrator or a dildo, but she could invent something! Just as she was pulling apart her fridge she heard her phone release a ding! Who was it? Maybe Nathan had missed his train! She rushed to the phone. She blushed when she saw the message, because she really felt that it was far better than anything Nathan could’ve sent her: “You still around? It’s Jack,” and Jack…. was a cop. She wished she could find someone as good as he was that night. That night she had pushed Nathan and everything he represented forever away. She drifted out of her fantasy and her mind focused back on the town before her: on Sarah talking on the phone, on mothers walking children down the street. Nothing. Well, she thought, let the hunt begin. “Sorry that took so long Hayley!” Sarah was done with her conversation. “Oh no problem! I was entertaining myself. Are we going to meet him at the concert?” “Yeah. Let’s go.” Thank god, Sarah thought. Hayley realized that she had never told Sarah about what had happened the night she had cheated on Nathan. It had happened very recently so she was still not used to talking about how it had changed her. Besides, all of Nathan’s friends now hated her. It was uncomfortable to talk about. Sarah barely got to know him, and it was obvious Hayley didn’t care about the separation, so she didn’t really have a reason to care, but she probably would if Hayley told her why their relationship had ended. They continued walking to the concert. They could hear the musicians doing an echoey sound test in the distance. Partially to keep herself in a nice, comfortably turned on mood, and partially because she was already thinking about that night she had decided to leave Nathan, she had the desire to tell her best friend the story. “Did I ever tell you about when I slept with a cop?” “WHAT!” Sarah almost stopped in her tracks. “Yeah, and the real shocker is that it’s the reason why Nathan and I broke up.” “ You cheated on Nathan?” “Yeah.” “I thought you guys just broke up because you got bored, or at least that's what you made it sound like." "Well, that's a good general summary," Hayley said, smiling. "Maybe you have changed…,” Sarah said with a bit of anxiety in her voice. “But tell me everything before we run into Mark because he has a tendency to interrupt any time he’s not the center of attention.” So, Hayley began the story for her friend Sarah. A couple months before Nathan and Hayley got together she had gotten pulled over for rolling through a stop sign. She was almost across the intersection when the sirens blared and the red and blue lights rose up behind her. She nervously pulled over and then quickly put on some lip stick, lowered her left bra strap, and messed up her hair. She believed that if she could save herself money and time by just making herself a little more seductive, than why the hell. She waited for that typical cop to come up to her window: a dirty-deed riddled ugly aging gorilla haired sexually desperate man with two kids to yell at and a wife to cheat on. She watched his flashlight slowly wobble back and forth towards her car. She lowered her window as he lowered his flashlight and she instantly was surprised to find that she would not need to do much acting to convince the policeman that she thought he was handsome. Not only was he handsome; he was blazing hot. He had a small scar above his upper lip, which drew attention to the fact that his lips were the kind of lips you wanted to feel with your own for hours. He had dark eyebrows, dark blue eyes, a strong neck, the kind of neck that makes you feel like a vampire. Beautiful soft brown skin to feel against her own. Slow down, Hayley, she thought in the back of her mind, he could still be a complete douchebag. “Good evening, mam. I don’t know if you noticed or not, but––” Sarah rushed to complete his sentence and save his breath, “––I just rolled through a stop sign. I know. I’m sorry.” “Don’t be sorry, you’re probably in a hurry.” “Yes, as a matter of fact, I am!” Hayley replied, slightly surprised by his genuine tone, “Thank you for understanding.” “Look, if you're expecting me to give you a ticket, I wouldn't. I think of my job as a service. I’m just trying to keep people safe.” “Well, you’re the best cop I’ve run into in a long time.” “You run into em’ often?” This made Hayley laugh nervously and she accidentally flung her lipstick she had been holding out the window. It whizzed past the officer’s head and started rolling down the street. “Oh god!” “Don't worry, I’ll get it for you.” He went and chased down the little rolling golden cylinder and brought it back to her. “Thank you so much. I’m such a clutz.” “No problem.” He paused an looked at her lips, “So, were you putting that on for me, or for whoever you’re heading home to?” “What?” This completely caught her off guard. “I could see you rushing to get dolled up in your rear view mirror.” “Oh no, I do that before I talk to anyone. I’m just nervous about how I look.” “I don’t understand why. You’re gorgeous.” Hayley felt her blood pressure rise. “Thanks. You’re not too bad either.” Hayley couldn’t believe she was saying what she was saying. “Well, I should get going. Nice talking to you. Get home safe.” The cop began walking back to his vehicle. “Wait! You forgot something!” “What?” He walked back over quickly. “My number.” Hayley scribbled it down on the back of some business card and handed it to him. “My name’s Hayley.” “I’m Jack. Nice to meet you, Hayley,” he started to walk away again. “Thanks,” he said, over his shoulder. * * * * * Hayley paused her story to gauge how Sarah was reacting so far, "And I didn't see him again until six months later I finally answered one of his texts." “No way. You cheated on Nathan with this guy?!” Apparently, Sarah was totally engrossed as they continued to walk down the street to the concert. “Yeah…” “WOW. But how did you end up actually hooking up with him?” “Well, I had no idea that this strange, awkward interaction would be so significant. But I have to say, Sarah, sleeping with him changed my life.” "Go on, go on," Sarah said peering deep into Hayley's eyes. And so, she continued her story: You still around? It’s Jack. The text shone straight into the back of her mind. Hayley thought about the repercussions of what she wanted to do. She had secretly despised Nathan for a long time, she simply could never find a way of denying herself the basic pleasures that she got from him: consistent sex, cuddles at night, a constant companion, and even sometimes breakfast in bed. But she was sick of it all. She wanted something that was in itself something to want. She wanted something that she would never have to fix. She needed a way out, a way to get Nathan to break up with her, and this was perfect. Yeah, I'm around. Want to come pick me up and go for a drive? She wrote back. Yeah, be over soon, be ready. Jack replied And so, Jack picked her up in his police car. After a brief exchange of how are ya's she started making out with him. No, he wasn’t wearing his uniform, but he had the same body and face as when she had seen him in it. They stopped kissing for a while and talked and laughed until they pulled up at his place. “I never thought you rolling through that stop sign would end up becoming you and me rolling up to my place,” Jack said. “Yeah, you do this often?” “No, not even once. You're the first gal I've pursued that I've met on job. I just like the way you make me feel.” Hayley kissed him again and said, “Well, how about we go upstairs and you can see how I really feel?” She took his hand and moved it onto her thigh and kissed him once more. After they got upstairs they went out on his porch and drank some whiskey. She kissed him again deeply. He got down on his knees, lifted her dress up, and started kissing her below her belly button. She felt herself heating up, but she turned absolutely hot when he suddenly pulled her underwear down just below her hips and slowly moved his tongue down, down, down until he sank deep into her lips. But he didn’t stay there long. He pulled away and let her panties snap back to her hips by their elastic strap. Then, he gracefully moved upwards to her breasts, lifting her dress up further and further until he got to her bra. At this point, she was already on the verge of coming. She wanted it to last for as long as it could so she pushed him away. This gave her a very brief amount of time to feel out what she wanted to do to him. “You’re so beautiful, come here,” Jack said. Hayley looked at him and was overwhelmed with her own desire. She had already took this risk, she was going to make Nathan horribly upset, she wasn’t going to waste this possible mistake on anything less than exactly what she wanted. She again felt deep down inside that same rage that she had when Nathan had pulled out of her and took off, but she also simultaneously wanted to be punished for cheating on him. To punish and be punished, this was all she wanted. But, one thing at a time, she told herself. “Do you have your handcuffs here?” “Yeah, in my dresser by the bed.” “I want to cuff your hands to the railing and then I want you to sit in this chair. After that I get to do whatever I want to you.” “You better be convincing,” he said, “because I don’t like to be restricted from doing what I want.” “I’ll make you forget about what you want,” Hayley said. “Take off your pants.” He did what she said. He was wearing white boxer briefs underneath. She could see his cock bulging against the cotton. Leaving her dress on, she took off her own underwear and came towards him. She put her hands against the wall and leaned towards him until her nose was almost touching his. “Now take off your underwear and your shirt,” she leaned away again and he took off his shirt revealing a gorgeous chest, toned but not overly muscular. When he took off his underwear she took his chin in her hand and started kissing him. Then she got on top of him, put him inside of her, and sank down as slowly as she wanted. She felt a kind of lust that she had never felt before. It was like one impulse in her body was demanding her whole body to obey. She had never slept with two men in such a short amount of time. It made her feel powerful and in control. She could feel his dick getting harder and harder inside of her. She knew it was the right time. She pulled away from him and held his chin. “Now can I get the cuffs?” “Yes.” He whispered. He could barely talk, the sissy. “They’re in my dresser by my bed.” “Stay here.” She moved quickly, gliding over the carpet. She opened the drawer and felt inside. There they were: glinting in the light thrown by a nearby bathroom. She went back to him, placed his hands behind him, and locked him to the balconies high railing. “What are you going to do now?” Jack asked. “That’s none of your business.” She grabbed him and let him slide deep inside of her. She sighed. It was good, but not perfect. She wanted to really take advantage of him. She turned around, facing away from him, and put one hand against the wall and the other against the railing to support herself. She felt behind her for his cock and noticed that it was even bigger. She backed into it and let loose everything she had. She closed her eyes. She had no idea how fast or hard she was pounding down into him. She lost touch of everything but her pleasure. She even started laughing because it seemed ridiculous to her that something could feel so good. It made the rest of her day tragically mundane. Then, she felt an orgasm begin to build. She slowed her pace down to match the waves of pleasure running through her body, down and up her spine, around and through her flesh. She could hear him moaning in pleasure behind her but she couldn’t care less… He was her criminal. She had caught him and now she was punishing him with her best weapon: her pleasure. Then, suddenly, he came in her. There is really nothing like that feeling in general, she loved to have Nathan come in her, but having it happen so unexpectedly from a stranger sent her into pure ecstasy, and, thanks to Nathan, it was all good: she was on birth control. Jack continued to pour into her, his body joining with her orgasm until finally she could barely move she was coming so hard. She slowly pushed through it, slowing down to a complete halt. He didn’t have the choice to pull out so she used him till he was no longer hard, then she pulled him out and turned around. His hands were bleeding all over the railing from yanking against the cuffs. “That was the best sex,” he said, panting, “I’ve ever had.” * * * * * * “And then what!” Sarah exclaimed, they could now see the concert ahead of them and it was starting to get really loud. “Then I unlocked the cuffs and said, ‘call me anytime’, and then I walked out the door and left him there. I called Nathan right after. He came back from Boston and picked his stuff up the next day.” Hayley finished. “Holy shit Hayley!” “Holy shit what?” A voice said behind them. It was Mark. Sarah’s boyfriend. A tall oafish looking fellow with a backwards baseball cap. “Hey Mark, how’s it going?” Hayley said. “Pretty shitily actually I just got off work.” He said slowly. “Oh, sorry you just got of work. Maybe you should go back!” Hayley said. “No I don’t want to go back to work at all.” Mark said. “I know. I was joking,” Hayley said. She hated Mark. “Arn’t you going to say hello to your girlfriend?” Sarah said, pressing up against him. “Yeah sorry,” he leaned in and kissed Sarah, “Your directions were kinda confusing on how to get here. It’s so hard to get anywhere without GPS.” “He broke his phone last week.” Sarah explained. “This is all very interesting but I’d like to go finally arrive at this concert we’ve been walking to for over an hour.” Hayley stated. “Yeah let’s go,” Sarah said taking Mark’s hand. “I’ll be right back, I got to go to the bathroom,” Mark said before taking off over the grass towards the porter potties. “OK…. meet us up front by the stage!” Sarah shouted. “God what is with him!?” Sarah said emphatically. “Sarah, no offense, but I can’t stand him. He’s just not worth it! You just like him because he’s comforting. Eight hours of cuddling a night is not worth twelve hours of being annoyed every day.” “How could you understand? You’re basically a whore now.” Sarah spat. “Oh is that what you think I am?” “Maybe you’re just afraid of being vulnerable.” “Yeah, that’s exactly how I felt when I was hand cuffing a cop to his own balcony: invulnerable. Invincible. I felt afraid! But I let that be apart of what I wanted and it was great. Face it Sarah, the only reason you’re still with that miserable idiot is because you’re too afraid of how uncomfortable it would be to break up with him.” Sarah was rendered speechless. “Well, if that’s true…. what should I do?” “Cheat on him. Now. At this concert.” “That’s horrible.” “Fine, I’ll seduce Mark then.” “You wouldn’t. He wouldn’t!” “I would and he would. He’s easy. And I’m a whore now, right?” Hayley felt the fire of her pleasure grow within her, “You better choose, Sarah, either you cheat on him, or he cheats on you with me.” By this point the two were pushing through the crowd towards the stage where the majority of the audience was dancing. The music rang out of a series of hanging speakers all over the park where little kids played, the elderly drank wine on blankets, and teenagers ran wild with pieces of gossip. The band was playing some kind of rock. Hayley joined in with the dancing and quickly found a man that she had attraction for. She lost track of Sarah. She felt the man’s hand take the side of her body and then her hand. “You like to dance?” He shouted. “Oh yeah!” Hayley exclaimed happily. They started dancing. She felt bright and light. She looked at him and took his hand and put it on her back. He pulled her in closer and they started making out. When Hayley opened her eyes she saw Sarah making out with another guy just behind her, and not only that!Mark was watching from the crowd with his mouth gaping open. Was he going to get violent? Sarah pulled away from the guy she was making out with and began dancing with the general crowd again. She had not seen that Mark was watching her yet. She looked at Hayley and smiled. Hayley gestured to where Mark was standing with his mouth wide open. Sarah locked eyes with Mark. What happened next shocked Hayley. Sarah walked up to Mark, took his hand, pulled him into dance, and started making out with him!Mark seemed to love it. Well… not quite what Hayley had wanted for her best friend. But still…. who knew. The sun was only just beginning to set. Suddenly, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around. It was Jack. In uniform. “Mam, I’m going to have to ask you to come with me.” Hayley played along. “Why?” “For reckless behavior in public. You’re disturbing some of the people around you.” “Fine.” She left Sarah and Mark behind. They were still engaged in a remarkably passionate make out session. Jack grabbed her hand, “Just this way, miss.” He parted the crowd as he went. He looked back at her and smiled. They reached the grass, past the main crowd. “Now listen. I’ve seen you around town a lot. And every time I see you you’re always causing trouble. Why are you always trying to upset the peace?” He asked her, looking into her eyes. Hayley was trying not to laugh. What a crazy night already! “Is that what you’re accusing me of, officer, upsetting the peace?” “No. Of lewd public behavior. But I’m gonna let you slide this time.” “Alright, so are we done talking here? Say by the way, haven't you let me slide before? Don't I know you?” Jack smiled. “Yeah, how about we have this conversation in a more secluded place?” “Sorry, babe, I’ve gotta get back to my friend. Maybe later though. Besides, you’ve got work to do. I don’t want to get you in trouble.” “You got me in trouble the moment you looked at me.” Jack leaned forward and kissed her. “Good to know, Jack,” Hayley said. Then she slapped him on the ass and walked back towards the stage and crowd. “See you around!” “When am I gonna see you again!” He shouted. “When I want to see you again!” She could now see into where she had left Sarah behind with Mark. They were no longer there. She checked her phone. A text was waiting on the screen from Sarah: “Went home with Mark, ” it read. Well, well, well.She thought. All that walking for nothing. Show's how much she was here for the music... “When’s that?” She heard Jack shout. “On second thought,” she said, turning back to him, “would it be possible if I talked to you alone in your car?” “I don’t see why not.” They walked side by side, not talking or touching, until the door closed to his vehicle. He turned on his car and flipped the sirens on. He looked at her. Hayley grinned. “Let’s head over to the police station and see what we can do to get me fired.” Then they sped off into the spring night.
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Disclaimer this a work of fiction no characters in this story are real or based on real people. Part one How we met. I am your average guy, I love to play video games, i like to play sports, watch movies, and Tv and even read a good sci fi book every now and then. in many ways i am like two polar opposites in one body, i love doing nerdy things like playing D&D with friends play MTG card game, and i love sci fi movies, games and books. on the other hand i love to work out, and i love playing sports and being outdoors. so yeah, im a relatively normal guy who goes to the University of Louisiana at Monroe, im pretty popular with most people though i tend to be a little shy at times. im in several groups on campus, anad i stay involved. so on the outside im a completely normal straight guy. but thats on the outside… On the inside i would be considered a total freak. I have always had a deep dark secret that i never told anyone before, other than one very special someone. all my life i have had a Diaper fetish. may seem strange i know but its true. there is nothing that turns me on more than being in a diaper, much less watching someone else in one. for so long i had to be content with internet porn and masturbation. after all who would be like me in such a small state as Louisiana? but then it happened….. I was the weekend and i decided to go out rather than stay up all night playing video games and watching porn. so I got in my car and headed to the club. the club is not very big after all Monroe itself is not very big. I paid and went inside. there were not that many people there so i decide that rather than waste the night trying to find someone to dance with i would go and hit up the bar. i ordered a jagger bomb it was really watery and well wasn't worth the $5 so i decided that since i have a pretty high tolerance to alcohol i would at least spend the night with a buzz, so i sat their and ordered five shots of jose cuervo, ten shots of taaka vodka, (it's cheap but doesn't taste like rubbing alcohol smells) and then to top it all off i ordered two everclear margaritas. while i knew my wallet was going to be hurting the coming week i figured it would be worth it since i hadn't gotten out of my room to do anything fun for over a month. when i finished more people were arriving and i was thoroughly bussed, ok maybe a little more on the plastered side of the fence but who's keeping score? after what seemed like five minutes but what was probably close to ten of stumbling around and finding a seat to sit in, the inevitable hit me. all of that alcohol had made made its way to my bladder and i had to go to the bathroom. i got up and stumbled to the bathroom. when i went inside the urinal was out of order and someone was in the only stall (why did one of the only clubs near campus only have a two man bathroom?) i was waiting when i heard what sounded like someone tearing something off, almost like the sound of velcro and tape mixed. i didn't pay it any attention thinking it was just the alcohol and the making me hear things, and the fact that REALLY had to piss. right as the door finally starts to unlock i loose control and start pissing all over myself. the stall door opens and i am beet red when the person in the stall see that i am pissing myself. what happened next though would have made my jaw drop had i not been so drunk. as the person in the stall looks at me i see him reach down and pick up a backpack with his right hand in his left is a thoroughly drenched folded diaper. I didn't know if it was the alcohol or if i was dreaming because surely this couldn't be what i was seeing, could it? the guy in the stall looks at me and sheepishly smiles as though he is completely unaware that i have pissed myself in front of him. i look at him truly seeing him for the first time. he is close to my height but a little taller standing at 6 foot even. He had short brown hair, brown eyes, and olive tanned skin. he looked like he ran and work out a lot because i could see he had very well defined muscles underneath his tight black shirt. my complete opposite. where as i am 5’11” bulky with muscles but not well defined ones. i have long shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. after what seemed like an eternity but was really only a few seconds he looked down and saw my wet pants and the yellow puddle at my feet. I really didnt know what to say or do so i just tried to play it off and said “sorry i had way too much to drink and couldnt hold it.” right as i spoke i instantly wished i hadnt said anything. the guy looked up at me and smiled again but this kind a more friendly smile rather than an embarrassed one. he reached down into his bag and pulled out another diaper and said “i have a few extras and it looks like you could use one” i was so embarrassed but at the same time i was also shocked and despite all the alcohol was starting to get horny with the events taking place. i didnt know what to say so i just stood there like an idiot. he look at me with a little bit of a sly look and then without a word walked over to the door and and locked it. i just looked at him and then said “thank you… i um i have never done this before i cant believe i just, just pissed myself like this…” he just looked at me with all i could discern as being care in his eyes when he said “dont worry accidents happen, trust me i know.” as he said that i started to take my pants off when i lost my balance and fell over only being stopped by the bathroom stall in front of me. he came over and helped me steady myself and then started to undo my jeans. I looked down and groggily said “ i think im just going to go and head back to my apartment… i dont want to go back out in the club being wet.” as i finished slurring out my words he as pulling down my underwear. i didnt even realize that he had finished taking off my jeans. i lazily flopped my head down at an angle resting my head on my shoulder as i looked at him. he looked into my eyes with a look i wasnt really sure what to make of, and then he looked at my dick. im am not really blessed to be honest im very average measuring in at a little over six inches. as the next thing i know i had partially blacked out and when i came to he was licking my rock hard cock. i was completely shocked and thought i must be dreaming. in some ways i guess i was… Part two introductions. the next morning i woke up in some ones apartment on their couch. the mind was racing trying to put together the pieces and figure out where i was, and more importantly how the hell i got there. i remembered going to the club, going to the bathroom, and…. no i thought that had been a dream. i knew i definitely had gone to the club the other night. and then i freaked out when i realized that i truly didnt recognize the apartment. at first i though ok, someone i know saw me shitfaced drunk and took me back to their apartment so i wouldnt get behind the wheel, but since i didnt recognize where i was another, much less desirable possibility popped in my mind. some nasty very likely STD infected girl picked my drunk ass up and took me home to fuck last night. but why was i on the couch? maybe we didnt have sex and i called her a nasty STD infected girl. before my mind could make up anymore mental tortures for myself i heard a door open and close and then heard footsteps. my heart skipped at what i saw, or rather who… “Good morning, how did you sleep? do you have a bad hangover? i have coffee and can make some, i know i could use a cup or two” i couldnt believe it. standing in front of me was the guy from the bathroom. i had thought it was just a dream, the likelihood of something like that happening was so small it practically didnt even exist. as bits and pieces of memory flooded back into my mind i instantly started getting hard from remembering what had happened. as my cock got bigger i instantly noticed an all too familiar sensation. i quickly threw the blanket off of me and saw i was naked from the waist down except for a completely soaked diaper on. he looked at me and said “well i guess its a good thing that i put that on you or i would have to pay to get my couch cleaned.” still not really sure what was going on i turned beet red in the face with sudden embarrassment. he looked at me with a big smile and said “hey its ok, it happens. my name is Jake by the way, i dont think i ever caught yours last night, you were pretty hammered i practically had to carry you inside last night, all the while with you saying you were fine and needed to get to your car so you could drive back to your apartment.” i looked up at him less embarrassed and slightly confused as he continued. “ needless to say i didnt think on it was a good idea to let you get behind the wheel of a car, and since i couldn't get you to coherently tell me where you lived i brought you to my place” i nodded my head and the said “thank you, that would have been really bad if i had of driven. my names Eli. im so sorry to have been a burden to you last night. also i hate to ask but, would you mind fixing that coffee? my head is killing me!” jake laughed and said “dont worry you weren't a bother at all, and yea i will definitely fix the coffee” as he turned and walked out of his living room to go to the kitchen and make the coffee, i looked down at my diapered crotch. i felt so weird. i had worn diapers countless times, wet them shit in them, cummed in them. but i had never been in a diaper in front of a stranger before, much less been put in one by that said stranger, or wet my diaper in front of that stranger or…. surely that was a dream right? i mean that one detail of last night had to have been in my mind, this guy isn't like me he probably wears diapers because he is incontinent, or had a bad accident he is getting over or something. as my mind was running around in circles trying to find reason in all of this current madness, and trying to find proof that if it's too good to be true thats because its not, i heard Jake say “hey the coffee is ready, do you want me to bring you a cup or do you want to come in here?” i looked down at my diaper and thought for a second before saying. “I will come in then.” Part Three getting to know what's what. as i walked into the kitchen i saw jake instantly look at my wet diaper, i was embarrassed at the fact that it looked very obvious that my dick was rock hard. i turned a bit red when jake spoke to break the awkward silence “ do you like anything with your coffee Eli?” on one hand i was glad he spoke up, but on the other hand i wished it had been to say something else... i answered him as i took a seat being careful to not leak but to my surprise i didnt feel any piss smash out “ i will take some cream and sugar please” jake handed me the sugar container and a carton of half and half creamer. i said thank you and then we sat some what awkwardly in silence drinking our coffee for a bit. finally i broke the silence and said. “so if it's not too personal why do you wear diapers?” Jake looked up at me like a deer in the headlights. jake stuttered with his reply “w-what do you mean?” i looked at him slightly confused, how could i make the question any more clear than it already was? i finally said “why do you wear diapers, do you need them for a medical reason or something like that?” jake looked up at me visibly nervous and sweating when he said “yeah um something like that” i decided that now was my shot and i would either discover something amazing or come across as a total jerk. “well what is it then?” i pressed he look up and very quietly said “um, i dont really want to say” at this point i decided to through courtesy out the window and get the answer i wanted. “just tell me already fuck you have me in a wet diaper drinking coffee with you so Im not going to judge you or anything!” he looked up at me with eyes that were starting to water and said “ I wear becuase i like to OK! i have a diaper fetish and i like wearing diapers, so there i said it… you probably think im some kind of sick freak.” i could see that he felt very hurt and defensive as if he expected me to laugh or make fun of him. i couldnt believe it he liked diapers too. while i am straight on the outside i am totally bi when it comes to diapers, i am in some ways more attracted to guys in diapers since i can relate to them more. here i was looking like an idiot with my mouth open until i finally said “no trust me i dont think your a freak at all, you see i also have a diaper fetish, i have worn off in on my whole life. i just cant believe my luck at finding another Diaper Lover.” Jake went from looking completely shocked to the pristine picture of boundless joy in the time it took me to finish speaking he then said “ would you like to stay the weekend?” i instantly said “yes!” and then he said “that diaper looks pretty wet, do you want a fresh one? i sat there for a second and then said “what all do you do in your diapers?” Part four freedom in all things. we sat on his couch watching netflix, both of us in wet diapers. at first it was a little odd but then we both snuggled up to each other and then things got more interesting. jake looked at me and said “ i guess you know that im gay right Eli?” i looked at him and said “ i do now, me im bi, but….” i stammered off. “but for you i think i could be a little more as long as we keep things discreet” as i said that i put my hand on the front of his piss swollen diaper. i could feel his cock it felt huge, it must have been at least 7 inches. i started to massage the tip of his cock when he put his hand on the front of my diaper. we were like this for the next hour in a halve quietly moaning the both of us every now and then. before we started watching netflix we had drank a lot of coffee and eaten about three bowls of oatmeal each and finally it was working its magic. “hey baby” jake said apparently much more comfortable in my company after over an hour of massaging each others dicks. “I need to make a poopy in my diaper” jake finished. i had been waiting for this for a while i had been holding mine in. i looked and said “how do you feel about poo play?” jake looked like he almost had an orgams right then and there as he said. “ i wasnt going to share that part of me with you but i will now, i love everything to do with both piss and shit” at that i smiled so big i thought my mouth would rip. i then said “ well there is something i want to do” jake instantly said “anything, i will do whatever you want no matter what.” i laid down on his floor and said “ get in 69 with me.” he instantly got down and put his diapered dick on my face. i then said “i want you to sit on my face and pill your diaper with your shit for me, smash it all over my face and ride me until you have your shit all around your diaper” when i said this i could see jake’s dick twitch in his diaper. he did as i said and had his diapered ass hole right on my mouth. i then heard him grunt and could feel a huge hard lump forming in his diaper. he started moaning slightly as he pushed more and more shit into his diaper, i was surprised at how much it was i opened my mouth so his diapered bulge could fill it. at this point his diaper was sticking out 5 inches into my mouth, he then lifted up and i closed my mouth as i knew the true fun was about to begin. he gently sat down on my face his diapered shit bolge landing right on my nose. he then started to rock back and forward and then started to gently bounce as he rocked. he was moaning like a porn star at this point i could feel his shit smearing all up and done his as crack and smashing all over his dick and balls when he is getting ready to orgasm i stop him. now its my turn. i hover my diapered ass over jakes face and then i push with all my might. my shit is not as big as his but it is still huge probably weighing four pounds, where as his weighed eight pounds. when im done i drop down hard and fast on his face forcing my shit to spread all around in my diaper, i then start bouncing and rocking back and forward getting as much of the love brownies on my dick and balls as i can. finally i stop before i blow thick ropes of cum in my diaper. i lean over and put my head on Jakes diapered crotch and breath in deeply smelling the intoxicating smell of piss, shit and baby powder. i lay my face down on his dick and take my hands and start mashing more shit up towards his dick and balls. without me saying so he starts to do the same thing to me and then i stop. it takes him a few seconds to stop, but when he does i climb off of him. i look at him and say. “do you wanna swap?” he looks at me a little confused as he ask “positions from top to bottom?” i get a wicked smile on my face and shake my head and look down to his diaper. he looks at me and instantly knows what i meant. he sits down and i join him sitting across from him on the floor. he untapes his diaper and i do the same. the heady aroma of dirty boy diapers instantly floods the room. i then crawl off my diaper and plant my face in his open diaper, i can see where he has gotten pre cum all on his diaper filling the front with a beautiful slimy shine. open my mouth and lick at the rich mixture in his diaper, my dick instantly shoots out some pre cum when i taste the wonderful mixture. his shit is bitter and tangy, but not overpowering, his piss has an almost sweet salty taste to it, and the icing on the cake almost literally, his pre cum is like licking sweat nectar from a forbidden fruit. i so jake is getting hard watching me and he stops me long enough to get my dick in his mouth. i hear him moaning and feel it vibrating my dick as he eats the shit off of my dick. after a few minutes i stop him and we both switch positions and are sitting on each others open wet, boy juice, shit filled diapers i instantly tape it up on me and stand up, his hard poop fills so good, and i my dick is sliding all in his diaper from all of his boy juice in the front the sensation make me release some of my own juice as we look at each other. we then decide to go to his bedroom and have some more fun, since both of us have held out cumming long enough. i crawl on the bed with him barely able to move do to the massive load in my diaper. we start out by sticking each of our hands in the other ones diaper and rubbing our dirty little dicks, then i reach back into the back of my diaper that he is wearing and grabbed a handful of my shit. i pull out the load and stick in the front of his diaper. jake follows my lead and does the same to me. i then stick my hand in the back of the diaper again and find his has hole, i play with it for a while while we are jacking each other off. i stop and grab a huge handful of shit, and pull it out again. this time though instead of putting it in the front of his diaper i bring it up to his mouth, he looks into my eyes with passion burning in them as he once again mimics me and puts shit up to my mouth as well. at the same time as if we had both received an invisible command we both opened our mouths and took in the hand full of love chocolate. i started sucking on his shit as he sucked on mine, then i leaned in and started to french kiss him while both of our mouths were full of each others shit. i had never kiss a guy before but in the heat of the moment it just felt right. we stopped are kiss and got into 69 again, but this time we undid the top two tapes on our diaper and left the bottom two secured. as if we were reading each others minds both put our heads in each others shitting diaper to suck one each others throbbing dicks. as we sucked we then taped the diapers up again as best we could on each others heads. it was so hot, so hard to breath and above all so FUCKING AMAZING!. I felt jake thrust his dick in my still shitfilled mouth as i did the same. we face fucked each other until the shit in our mouths had gotten in our dick holes. we then sucked out the shit and blow are loads down the back of each others throats. Part five after glow. when be got done we just sat there breathing in deep breaths of each others diaper. then we finally got up and went the shower. we bathed each other first with our mouths, then our hands, and finally with soap and shampoo until there was no evidence of what we had done. To be continued. i really hope you enjoyed it. i know it's a bit slow starting and well, maybe to hard core and sick for some people but i hope those of you who are into some of the things in the story liked it. please rate, and comment good or bad let me know what you think
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Disclaimer this a work of fiction no characters in this story are real or based on real people. Part one How we met. I am your average guy, I love to play video games, i like to play sports, watch movies, and Tv and even read a good sci fi book every now and then. in many ways i am like two polar opposites in one body, i love doing nerdy things like playing D&D with friends play MTG card game, and i love sci fi movies, games and books. on the other hand i love to work out, and i love playing sports and being outdoors. so yeah, im a relatively normal guy who goes to the University of Louisiana at Monroe, im pretty popular with most people though i tend to be a little shy at times. im in several groups on campus, anad i stay involved. so on the outside im a completely normal straight guy. but thats on the outside… On the inside i would be considered a total freak. I have always had a deep dark secret that i never told anyone before, other than one very special someone. all my life i have had a Diaper fetish. may seem strange i know but its true. there is nothing that turns me on more than being in a diaper, much less watching someone else in one. for so long i had to be content with internet porn and masturbation. after all who would be like me in such a small state as Louisiana? but then it happened….. I was the weekend and i decided to go out rather than stay up all night playing video games and watching porn. so I got in my car and headed to the club. the club is not very big after all Monroe itself is not very big. I paid and went inside. there were not that many people there so i decide that rather than waste the night trying to find someone to dance with i would go and hit up the bar. i ordered a jagger bomb it was really watery and well wasn't worth the $5 so i decided that since i have a pretty high tolerance to alcohol i would at least spend the night with a buzz, so i sat their and ordered five shots of jose cuervo, ten shots of taaka vodka, (it's cheap but doesn't taste like rubbing alcohol smells) and then to top it all off i ordered two everclear margaritas. while i knew my wallet was going to be hurting the coming week i figured it would be worth it since i hadn't gotten out of my room to do anything fun for over a month. when i finished more people were arriving and i was thoroughly bussed, ok maybe a little more on the plastered side of the fence but who's keeping score? after what seemed like five minutes but what was probably close to ten of stumbling around and finding a seat to sit in, the inevitable hit me. all of that alcohol had made made its way to my bladder and i had to go to the bathroom. i got up and stumbled to the bathroom. when i went inside the urinal was out of order and someone was in the only stall (why did one of the only clubs near campus only have a two man bathroom?) i was waiting when i heard what sounded like someone tearing something off, almost like the sound of velcro and tape mixed. i didn't pay it any attention thinking it was just the alcohol and the making me hear things, and the fact that REALLY had to piss. right as the door finally starts to unlock i loose control and start pissing all over myself. the stall door opens and i am beet red when the person in the stall see that i am pissing myself. what happened next though would have made my jaw drop had i not been so drunk. as the person in the stall looks at me i see him reach down and pick up a backpack with his right hand in his left is a thoroughly drenched folded diaper. I didn't know if it was the alcohol or if i was dreaming because surely this couldn't be what i was seeing, could it? the guy in the stall looks at me and sheepishly smiles as though he is completely unaware that i have pissed myself in front of him. i look at him truly seeing him for the first time. he is close to my height but a little taller standing at 6 foot even. He had short brown hair, brown eyes, and olive tanned skin. he looked like he ran and work out a lot because i could see he had very well defined muscles underneath his tight black shirt. my complete opposite. where as i am 5’11” bulky with muscles but not well defined ones. i have long shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. after what seemed like an eternity but was really only a few seconds he looked down and saw my wet pants and the yellow puddle at my feet. I really didnt know what to say or do so i just tried to play it off and said “sorry i had way too much to drink and couldnt hold it.” right as i spoke i instantly wished i hadnt said anything. the guy looked up at me and smiled again but this kind a more friendly smile rather than an embarrassed one. he reached down into his bag and pulled out another diaper and said “i have a few extras and it looks like you could use one” i was so embarrassed but at the same time i was also shocked and despite all the alcohol was starting to get horny with the events taking place. i didnt know what to say so i just stood there like an idiot. he look at me with a little bit of a sly look and then without a word walked over to the door and and locked it. i just looked at him and then said “thank you… i um i have never done this before i cant believe i just, just pissed myself like this…” he just looked at me with all i could discern as being care in his eyes when he said “dont worry accidents happen, trust me i know.” as he said that i started to take my pants off when i lost my balance and fell over only being stopped by the bathroom stall in front of me. he came over and helped me steady myself and then started to undo my jeans. I looked down and groggily said “ i think im just going to go and head back to my apartment… i dont want to go back out in the club being wet.” as i finished slurring out my words he as pulling down my underwear. i didnt even realize that he had finished taking off my jeans. i lazily flopped my head down at an angle resting my head on my shoulder as i looked at him. he looked into my eyes with a look i wasnt really sure what to make of, and then he looked at my dick. im am not really blessed to be honest im very average measuring in at a little over six inches. as the next thing i know i had partially blacked out and when i came to he was licking my rock hard cock. i was completely shocked and thought i must be dreaming. in some ways i guess i was… Part two introductions. the next morning i woke up in some ones apartment on their couch. the mind was racing trying to put together the pieces and figure out where i was, and more importantly how the hell i got there. i remembered going to the club, going to the bathroom, and…. no i thought that had been a dream. i knew i definitely had gone to the club the other night. and then i freaked out when i realized that i truly didnt recognize the apartment. at first i though ok, someone i know saw me shitfaced drunk and took me back to their apartment so i wouldnt get behind the wheel, but since i didnt recognize where i was another, much less desirable possibility popped in my mind. some nasty very likely STD infected girl picked my drunk ass up and took me home to fuck last night. but why was i on the couch? maybe we didnt have sex and i called her a nasty STD infected girl. before my mind could make up anymore mental tortures for myself i heard a door open and close and then heard footsteps. my heart skipped at what i saw, or rather who… “Good morning, how did you sleep? do you have a bad hangover? i have coffee and can make some, i know i could use a cup or two” i couldnt believe it. standing in front of me was the guy from the bathroom. i had thought it was just a dream, the likelihood of something like that happening was so small it practically didnt even exist. as bits and pieces of memory flooded back into my mind i instantly started getting hard from remembering what had happened. as my cock got bigger i instantly noticed an all too familiar sensation. i quickly threw the blanket off of me and saw i was naked from the waist down except for a completely soaked diaper on. he looked at me and said “well i guess its a good thing that i put that on you or i would have to pay to get my couch cleaned.” still not really sure what was going on i turned beet red in the face with sudden embarrassment. he looked at me with a big smile and said “hey its ok, it happens. my name is Jake by the way, i dont think i ever caught yours last night, you were pretty hammered i practically had to carry you inside last night, all the while with you saying you were fine and needed to get to your car so you could drive back to your apartment.” i looked up at him less embarrassed and slightly confused as he continued. “ needless to say i didnt think on it was a good idea to let you get behind the wheel of a car, and since i couldn't get you to coherently tell me where you lived i brought you to my place” i nodded my head and the said “thank you, that would have been really bad if i had of driven. my names Eli. im so sorry to have been a burden to you last night. also i hate to ask but, would you mind fixing that coffee? my head is killing me!” jake laughed and said “dont worry you weren't a bother at all, and yea i will definitely fix the coffee” as he turned and walked out of his living room to go to the kitchen and make the coffee, i looked down at my diapered crotch. i felt so weird. i had worn diapers countless times, wet them shit in them, cummed in them. but i had never been in a diaper in front of a stranger before, much less been put in one by that said stranger, or wet my diaper in front of that stranger or…. surely that was a dream right? i mean that one detail of last night had to have been in my mind, this guy isn't like me he probably wears diapers because he is incontinent, or had a bad accident he is getting over or something. as my mind was running around in circles trying to find reason in all of this current madness, and trying to find proof that if it's too good to be true thats because its not, i heard Jake say “hey the coffee is ready, do you want me to bring you a cup or do you want to come in here?” i looked down at my diaper and thought for a second before saying. “I will come in then.” Part Three getting to know what's what. as i walked into the kitchen i saw jake instantly look at my wet diaper, i was embarrassed at the fact that it looked very obvious that my dick was rock hard. i turned a bit red when jake spoke to break the awkward silence “ do you like anything with your coffee Eli?” on one hand i was glad he spoke up, but on the other hand i wished it had been to say something else... i answered him as i took a seat being careful to not leak but to my surprise i didnt feel any piss smash out “ i will take some cream and sugar please” jake handed me the sugar container and a carton of half and half creamer. i said thank you and then we sat some what awkwardly in silence drinking our coffee for a bit. finally i broke the silence and said. “so if it's not too personal why do you wear diapers?” Jake looked up at me like a deer in the headlights. jake stuttered with his reply “w-what do you mean?” i looked at him slightly confused, how could i make the question any more clear than it already was? i finally said “why do you wear diapers, do you need them for a medical reason or something like that?” jake looked up at me visibly nervous and sweating when he said “yeah um something like that” i decided that now was my shot and i would either discover something amazing or come across as a total jerk. “well what is it then?” i pressed he look up and very quietly said “um, i dont really want to say” at this point i decided to through courtesy out the window and get the answer i wanted. “just tell me already fuck you have me in a wet diaper drinking coffee with you so Im not going to judge you or anything!” he looked up at me with eyes that were starting to water and said “ I wear becuase i like to OK! i have a diaper fetish and i like wearing diapers, so there i said it… you probably think im some kind of sick freak.” i could see that he felt very hurt and defensive as if he expected me to laugh or make fun of him. i couldnt believe it he liked diapers too. while i am straight on the outside i am totally bi when it comes to diapers, i am in some ways more attracted to guys in diapers since i can relate to them more. here i was looking like an idiot with my mouth open until i finally said “no trust me i dont think your a freak at all, you see i also have a diaper fetish, i have worn off in on my whole life. i just cant believe my luck at finding another Diaper Lover.” Jake went from looking completely shocked to the pristine picture of boundless joy in the time it took me to finish speaking he then said “ would you like to stay the weekend?” i instantly said “yes!” and then he said “that diaper looks pretty wet, do you want a fresh one? i sat there for a second and then said “what all do you do in your diapers?” Part four freedom in all things. we sat on his couch watching netflix, both of us in wet diapers. at first it was a little odd but then we both snuggled up to each other and then things got more interesting. jake looked at me and said “ i guess you know that im gay right Eli?” i looked at him and said “ i do now, me im bi, but….” i stammered off. “but for you i think i could be a little more as long as we keep things discreet” as i said that i put my hand on the front of his piss swollen diaper. i could feel his cock it felt huge, it must have been at least 7 inches. i started to massage the tip of his cock when he put his hand on the front of my diaper. we were like this for the next hour in a halve quietly moaning the both of us every now and then. before we started watching netflix we had drank a lot of coffee and eaten about three bowls of oatmeal each and finally it was working its magic. “hey baby” jake said apparently much more comfortable in my company after over an hour of massaging each others dicks. “I need to make a poopy in my diaper” jake finished. i had been waiting for this for a while i had been holding mine in. i looked and said “how do you feel about poo play?” jake looked like he almost had an orgams right then and there as he said. “ i wasnt going to share that part of me with you but i will now, i love everything to do with both piss and shit” at that i smiled so big i thought my mouth would rip. i then said “ well there is something i want to do” jake instantly said “anything, i will do whatever you want no matter what.” i laid down on his floor and said “ get in 69 with me.” he instantly got down and put his diapered dick on my face. i then said “i want you to sit on my face and pill your diaper with your shit for me, smash it all over my face and ride me until you have your shit all around your diaper” when i said this i could see jake’s dick twitch in his diaper. he did as i said and had his diapered ass hole right on my mouth. i then heard him grunt and could feel a huge hard lump forming in his diaper. he started moaning slightly as he pushed more and more shit into his diaper, i was surprised at how much it was i opened my mouth so his diapered bulge could fill it. at this point his diaper was sticking out 5 inches into my mouth, he then lifted up and i closed my mouth as i knew the true fun was about to begin. he gently sat down on my face his diapered shit bolge landing right on my nose. he then started to rock back and forward and then started to gently bounce as he rocked. he was moaning like a porn star at this point i could feel his shit smearing all up and done his as crack and smashing all over his dick and balls when he is getting ready to orgasm i stop him. now its my turn. i hover my diapered ass over jakes face and then i push with all my might. my shit is not as big as his but it is still huge probably weighing four pounds, where as his weighed eight pounds. when im done i drop down hard and fast on his face forcing my shit to spread all around in my diaper, i then start bouncing and rocking back and forward getting as much of the love brownies on my dick and balls as i can. finally i stop before i blow thick ropes of cum in my diaper. i lean over and put my head on Jakes diapered crotch and breath in deeply smelling the intoxicating smell of piss, shit and baby powder. i lay my face down on his dick and take my hands and start mashing more shit up towards his dick and balls. without me saying so he starts to do the same thing to me and then i stop. it takes him a few seconds to stop, but when he does i climb off of him. i look at him and say. “do you wanna swap?” he looks at me a little confused as he ask “positions from top to bottom?” i get a wicked smile on my face and shake my head and look down to his diaper. he looks at me and instantly knows what i meant. he sits down and i join him sitting across from him on the floor. he untapes his diaper and i do the same. the heady aroma of dirty boy diapers instantly floods the room. i then crawl off my diaper and plant my face in his open diaper, i can see where he has gotten pre cum all on his diaper filling the front with a beautiful slimy shine. open my mouth and lick at the rich mixture in his diaper, my dick instantly shoots out some pre cum when i taste the wonderful mixture. his shit is bitter and tangy, but not overpowering, his piss has an almost sweet salty taste to it, and the icing on the cake almost literally, his pre cum is like licking sweat nectar from a forbidden fruit. i so jake is getting hard watching me and he stops me long enough to get my dick in his mouth. i hear him moaning and feel it vibrating my dick as he eats the shit off of my dick. after a few minutes i stop him and we both switch positions and are sitting on each others open wet, boy juice, shit filled diapers i instantly tape it up on me and stand up, his hard poop fills so good, and i my dick is sliding all in his diaper from all of his boy juice in the front the sensation make me release some of my own juice as we look at each other. we then decide to go to his bedroom and have some more fun, since both of us have held out cumming long enough. i crawl on the bed with him barely able to move do to the massive load in my diaper. we start out by sticking each of our hands in the other ones diaper and rubbing our dirty little dicks, then i reach back into the back of my diaper that he is wearing and grabbed a handful of my shit. i pull out the load and stick in the front of his diaper. jake follows my lead and does the same to me. i then stick my hand in the back of the diaper again and find his has hole, i play with it for a while while we are jacking each other off. i stop and grab a huge handful of shit, and pull it out again. this time though instead of putting it in the front of his diaper i bring it up to his mouth, he looks into my eyes with passion burning in them as he once again mimics me and puts shit up to my mouth as well. at the same time as if we had both received an invisible command we both opened our mouths and took in the hand full of love chocolate. i started sucking on his shit as he sucked on mine, then i leaned in and started to french kiss him while both of our mouths were full of each others shit. i had never kiss a guy before but in the heat of the moment it just felt right. we stopped are kiss and got into 69 again, but this time we undid the top two tapes on our diaper and left the bottom two secured. as if we were reading each others minds both put our heads in each others shitting diaper to suck one each others throbbing dicks. as we sucked we then taped the diapers up again as best we could on each others heads. it was so hot, so hard to breath and above all so FUCKING AMAZING!. I felt jake thrust his dick in my still shitfilled mouth as i did the same. we face fucked each other until the shit in our mouths had gotten in our dick holes. we then sucked out the shit and blow are loads down the back of each others throats. Part five after glow. when be got done we just sat there breathing in deep breaths of each others diaper. then we finally got up and went the shower. we bathed each other first with our mouths, then our hands, and finally with soap and shampoo until there was no evidence of what we had done. To be continued. i really hope you enjoyed it. i know it's a bit slow starting and well, maybe to hard core and sick for some people but i hope those of you who are into some of the things in the story liked it. please rate, and comment good or bad let me know what you think
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Sweet Pick Up By Lady Regina Drake I feel strangely elated sitting here at the bar with my legs crossed, and my short dress riding above my knees. I just got back from the lady’s room and as I walked back, I watched all the eyes that were glued to my ass and legs. That’s exactly the reaction that I look for, and that’s why I insist on wearing short tight dresses and spike heels. Men are dogs and lets face it they will fuck anything in a skirt or dress, including sexy shemales like me. I love the fact that I am a woman with a cock which is different from being a man in a dress. I don’t consider myself as a man because, face it, men don’t look this gorgeous. I can’t even say that I was born in a man’s body because I have feminine curves. I was cursed with a man’s penis, but that is the only part of me that even suggest that I am male. Hell there are some women with clits larger than my little flaccid penis and my thrills only come when I am stimulated in my most sensitive regions. That’s the area between my cock and my ass opening. That’s what I call my Vagina. Because my penis is so small, my ass can feel the load of passion at the thought of getting fucked. My anus reeks with steaming passion and I crave the feel of a man’s rock hard penis delving deep inside me, spreading my legs, snaking his penis inside me, and then spurting all that joy juice deep inside my ass, making me scream automatically. I look good and most men can’t tell the difference, but I tell them the truth upfront anyway. They either don’t believe me or don’t care, which is fine with me. I have had straight guys and gay guys, and they loved fucking me. The straight ones always seemed marveled at how tight my ass is. I make a lot of guys come quick. And why not? Sex is sex and a climax is wondrous whether it comes from the stimulation of the ass or the female cunt. Ass is a better fit then cunt, not that I would mind having one. I would love to have a pussy. Shemales like me are so different because we love women so much that we want to become them. Personally I’m not jealous of women and I get along great with them when they know about me. My best friend is a real girl and we love to talk about the guys in our lives and how easy it is to wrap them around our painted fingers. When we’re together talking we’re like two sisters who think alike. When we talk about guys that we’ve been with, I feel like we have dated some of the same guys. Wouldn’t that be awkward? Susan is my main friend and tonight we came here together, but she picked up some athletic looking stud and they left an hour earlier. That girl is such a slut. I got to try and be more like her. I’m glad she’s out of the picture because now I’m the sexiest bitch in this place and the other girls can’t stand me. I love it. If they only knew. Still this wasn’t about them, this was about getting laid and I aimed to do just that because I was confident that I had something between my legs that was better than pussy. I firmly believe that my ass generates far more passionate energy than a pussy to both parties involved. The man feels great because his hot cock is surrounded by sweet tight binding bliss. And I always feel extra special and more feminine at the moment that the girth and depth and heat of a thick cock are stabbing the center of my female essence. I like working my ass muscles and nestling a man’s hot cock inside my ass. It’s like I’m eating that delicious dick with my ass and its love at every bite. Most of the time I am very anal and I think with my ass the same way guys think with their little heads, instead of their big one. I center my very being on the feelings I get inside. I get deep throbbing inside my ass and my nipples begged to be touched. I love the sensitive tender feeling I get there when a man squeezes them. Most of the time I get a nice load of white liquid surrounding my nipples and I get so horny. I really get crazy and horny when my date sucks and licks on them. I dig a man who’s into playing with tits. Any man who treats my boobs with love and respect will get a mad dose of insane passion from me. Nursing a man’s hot mouth womanizes me intensely. Tonight I feel intensely womanated, (I know that’s not a real word but you get the idea), and my anal tunnel is twitching for relief. The anal hounds are out, and I’m sending signals from my hot ass like a bitch in heat, which I am and I’m available. I’m anxious and I hope that I don’t blow it by acting too eager when these guys approach me. The bartender keeps looking my way and had come over three times already to see if I wanted another drink. He was handsome, but getting with him would only complicated things. If we got into some action and later had a falling out, I wouldn’t be able to come to this bar again. I don’t want that. I love this bar because I have picked up some of the best studs right here. I feel warm and tingly just being here in my feminine attire and being a woman. My philosophy is if the world looks at me and sees a woman, then I’m a woman. I feel my tiny clit drool as I drink in the attention that I’m getting right now. These guys are not subtle at all, and I see them watching my ass, tits and legs. I love flirting and toying with them, but I still like to come off as a lady. I walk to the john slowly twisting my ass and strutting for them. I watch them grab their crotch and make faces with their tongues. I love it. I can see my image in the huge mirror hanging on the wall opposite the bar. I am pleased at the way the dress flares carefree in the breeze from the fan. I watch the men watching me and try to gauge their reactions to my bold sexual agitations. When men watch me like that I get an extra surge of girl power pumping through that female part of me. That’s when I get pussy envy most. I sometimes sit and imagine that I can look down and see a sexy perfectly sculptured vagina between my legs. I got the girl bug. I even imagine that a pussy sits behind this tiny cock and balls. I wish that my male parts would freeze up and evaporate, leaving me with just the sweet pussy that is already in place. Though some may say that I’m gay, I don’t see it that way. I am a woman and I like men, to me that’s normal. If people are petty enough to classify me by the proportion of flesh that is connected in specific areas, then that’s their loss. Right now I’m about to be some body’s gain because I’m prepared to give one of these lucky men a sniff of my sweet pussy scented ass. Then I’ll take them on a merry ride. Most of them are here taking their one free night off from marriage and family. They’re here hoping to fill that night with much wild, sweet, taboo she male sex. That’s where I come in as Kitty Cole and seek out the players, movers and shakers. You’d be surprise at the men who secretly date shemales. I’m a she male and men are turned on by this. It’s my belief that all men crave perverted sex with pretty feminine males. That includes drag queens, transvestites, and she males like me. I look so womanly that I sometimes wish that I could become pregnant. I am a very pretty and convincing female (I refer to myself as female) and I am blessed with a nice body and naturally large boobs without Hormone treatments. They’ve always been super sensitive and as I said before, I love having them sucked until their sore. She males like me are always sexier than the girls with their pussy’s up front. We know how to take care of a man because we know what men like so well. All my lovers get hooked on my tight ass. One lover told me that I inspired his urges and increased his adrenaline. I had to believe him because he stayed hard until dawn and he didn’t let me rest one minute. I enjoyed getting such a great work out. He had my ass wide open and making loud obscene slapping sounds. He was married and couldn’t stay out too late so he would come over and fuck me during the day. We’d have our little session and then have lunch. He said that his wife didn’t want to let him enjoy himself. I say let the men enjoy themselves. Let them hang out with soft sissies like me and give it to me good and hard. More than likely, they’re horny as hell because those trophy wives won’t put out. On the other hand, girls like me are always ready to give them the ride of their dull miserable lives and make them forget their dull miserable wives. Most guys like being with me because I take pride in knowing what my man wants. Men like it when you do wild and kinky stuff before they even ask. That’s the advantage to being part male I guess. I know what I would want done to me if I were a real man, so I apply my imagination and give it up like no other girl can. Sometimes I scare myself because in my head my ass actually becomes a pussy for me. I think I can feel a womb and ovaries once I’m lying back with my legs spread and my hot horny stud coming to me. I love the salty flesh taste of a hard hungry cock inside my mouth, pressing against my tongue. I love doing things to my guy’s cock and feeling his instant reaction. That’s she male power, whatever you want to call it. I’m lucky because I’ve had some great lovers or maybe I made them great because of the things that I can do with my mouth. I always promise my lover the best piece of ass that he has ever had and thus far I’ve always delivered. Part of my charm is that I do what I say I’m going to do. I get my man harder than he has ever been. When I know he’s ready, I open up and let him have his way with me. I don’t have to do anything but gyrate my hips because by this time my lover is so frantic that he cannot help but attack my tender parts like a mad man. To me getting a guy worked up like that is power and I love making them do things that have never dreamed of doing before. I feel wondrous when a guy eats my pussy. Most of the time I can make a guy take his cock out and lick my ass up and down. I make guys tell me how good my pussy feels and how he’s going to knock me up. It’s a personal goal for me to get guys to buy into my fantasies. This gets us both even more excited and that’s when I get the ride of my life. There’s something about role playing that makes everything okay. Guys get harder and they seem more at ease once we get into the role and I pretend to be a natural woman. I think it’s because men don’t feel as perverted when they convince themselves that they’re fucking a real pussy instead of a tight ass hole. That’s when it gets super good. I love being under my guy, feeling his cock stroking me and plunging deep inside my warm tight pussy. I’m convinced that I am female and my fantasy Vagina and female plumbing aches. I want to get pregnant so bad when that happens and I know it’s impossible and crazy, but my girl’s mind see’s it as a possibility. My feminine cravings become so intense that I sense the guys are affected. When a guy is fucking me and I go into pussy mode, he seems to get wilder and starts to fuck me harder without me even telling him. During those times, the guys really get into me and I make them promise that they will never fuck another real girl. If they don’t promise me, I threaten to cut them off and not give them any more loving. “I’m not gonna let you fuck me if you still want to fuck a real pussy,” I would say to them while they stroke me and came closer to their breaking point. “Okay, okay,” they often shouted frantically. Sometimes that can be dangerous because I’m too good, and occasionally I always meet some guy who wants to leave his wife after a night of my special love making. It’s really unfair because I can wrap my tight ass round a throbbing cock and put my lover in a pleasure trance. Some of them promise me the world and others tell me that they cannot live without me. I know men will say anything to convince me to give them some ass, but that’s fine with me. Tonight as I sit here crossing and recrossing my legs, I have started my ritual, I am horny as hell and I know that the handsome Brad Pitt look alike was going to be deep inside me later tonight. I like having all these guys staring at me and scheming to get between my legs, because that’s what I want. Brad is coming over now and I see the obvious bulge in his tight jeans. I have goose bumps just thinking that soon I would have his rock hard cock probing and stroking my tender insides. I will become the woman-like creature that men dream about when they fuck their unimaginative wives. My cock is not a problem or a restriction because it is a part of their fantasy, and the picture they dream about. Sometimes I will sixty nine with a guy and even though my little clit gets hard, it’s not the main object of my sexual desires. Men think my little clit is cute and they get turned on when I’m standing there nude with my perfect ass and tits and my hard little cock sticking straight out. I think they fuck me harder when they see that my cock actually gets hard. Most of them love my penis and they say that it’s made like a clit. Even though I pass for a female, I always tell my potential lover the whole truth just in case they don’t know. I made the mistake of keeping that from a guy once and I was lucky to get away from him without permanent injuries. Now I tell them up front. If they act like they don’t hear me I say it louder the second time. Tonight is no different and I tell the guy who has just bought me a drink and we get that straight. Now, we keep each other company and enjoy ourselves as if we were on a date. He treats me like a lady and I treat him like the horny bastard he is. He can’t take his eyes off my legs, tits and ass, and he’s constantly grinding his hard cock against my crotch as we pretend to dance. In reality we don’t dance, we just stand on the floor and dry fuck to the music. Others watch us dry hump, but I’m an exhibitionist and I don’t mind, so I put on a show. I like showing my ass because I know it’s a ten. I know I’m bragging, but that’s because I used to be so shy about my assets. Once I discovered that men saw me as a treasure, I became a bit more egotistical about myself. That’s not a bad thing because I feel more womanly when I’m confident about my femininity. I like being submissive and having men jiggle my tits and grab my bouncing ass. We slow danced most of the night and I am feeling pure bliss as I rub up against his hard cock. I was into my female trance and I wanted to leave now and have sex. As Kitty, I was now bursting with energy. My body seems to know automatically how to respond to the overwhelming pleasure that flowed through every pore. I stood there like a runway queen about to address her court. My gestures are perfect, my voice is sweet, my waist is small, and my hips are sculptured. I’m pretty lucky I think, because my mind is in tune with my feminine body. I love everything about being a female and most of all I love the way men react to my efforts. My latest conquest is with me now as we enter my apartment. We made a good connection and now here we were at my place and I can’t wait to get laid. Once we’re inside, I play host and fix drinks and ask him what he needs. He’s being real sweet and he says that all he needs is me. I pour two white wines anyway; I’ll drink them both if necessary. I sit beside him on the couch and before I can even taste my wine, he’s groping at me and fondling my tits. He asked me to do a strip tease dance for him. “You looked so sexy tonight out there dancing and shaking that sexy ass. A lot of guys wanted to stick you sweetie,” he said giving me a sly look. “Oh Freddie, you’re so crazy,” I said doing my dumb blond act. It’s funny but the dumber I act the sexier I feel. Any way I wanted to dance and shake my ass for him, and now I was going to give him the show of his life. I loved stripping and wiggling my ass and it was even better when I was doing it for an admirer who was going to end up tagging my ass when I was done. Sashaying my ass turned me on as much as it turned them on, and I feel my girl juice flowing and drooling. I put on some music and began to move in time with the beat. I could feel the drumbeats in my hips and my tits bounced when I moved around. I loved my natural large titties but I think men loved them even more. They were fascinated by the hardness of my long nipples once aroused. I could feel my flow of femininity surged through me with the beat of the music as I moved. I watched his reaction to my dancing bosom and ass, and was pleased to see him playing with his crotch, and making gestures with his tongue. “I’m gonna lick that hot fat ass real good,” I heard him say. “Then I’m gonna plant this hot nine deep inside your behind. I want to sink inside that Asspussy of yours, you sexy bitch, you.” I made my dance short and moved to him and gave him a lap dance. I loved the way his penis moved and jabbed at parts of my ass as I squirmed and wiggled on his lap. The way I felt right now with his lips on mine, his tongue inside my mouth and his huge steel bulge straining to get inside my pussy, I could come. But I wanted to come with him inside me so I controlled myself. He took off his clothes, and before I knew it he was pulling the tiny thong panties off me and raising my arms to get the halter top off my tits. He pushed me down on the sofa and stood up so that I could see the size of his penis. I was goose pimply and salivating as he put the head of his shaft to my lips. I licked the head slow and hard with my tongue and listened to him moan. “Ooh that’s it baby. Girl you sure know what to do.” I slowly took the head in to the tip now and sucked it hard, pretending that it was candy and he loved it. He held the back of my head and I felt him slide deeper inside my mouth and to the back of my throat. He was in a frenzy, “Oh you sexy bitch, “he cried, “suck that dick, slut, whore, yeah that’s it.” He knew me so well, I thought. His words made me tingly all over. “I want that dick inside me,” I said with my mind in a trance right now. All I could think about was that huge cock pounding my woman stuff. Now he takes that pretty hot cock from my mouth and spreads my legs. Now I feel his hot cock even before he reaches the lips of my asspussy. He throws my legs up on his shoulders and he’s about to lubricate me. “No that’s not necessary,” I said. “I‘ve been blessed with a self lubricating ass. He gave me a strange look but he didn’t argue. I know it was hard to believe and sometimes I didn’t believe it myself, but it was true. In any case, he had no problem getting inside me. “Oh you’re right, you are juicy. And you smell like cunt too.” With those words I felt him grow even harder inside me. “Oh my God,” I heard myself cry involuntarily as he hit a G spot that sent instant concentrated pleasure throughout my body. Now he was in a fuck trance and all I could feel was his dick pounding my pussy. “Oh God, you’re wonderful, I can’t believe this ass is so damn good,” He cried out loudly, never missing a stroke. “I’m never gonna stop fucking your sweet ass girl.” Those are the kind of words that a girl loves to hear. At one point I felt as if he was going to keep his promise because he fucked my ass for over an hour. He was on me now and I could swear he was even hornier than he had been when we first started. “OOOWeee, I can’t get enough of this sweet hot asspussy,” he said as he continued to pound. “I know I’m gonna be sore, but fuck it. I can’t stop.” He was starting to scare me now because I’m thinking that he had taken something. What if he didn’t go down for four hours? Could I stand this merciless pounding for that long? He came once, but he never went down and I had several orgasms in the course of that fuck session. I wanted to put chains on this man and lock him in my closet and pull him out at will. Suddenly he took his penis out and quickly put his tongue in my ass. He licked and slurped at my asspussy like a hungry bear savoring honey. “And you taste like pussy too,” he mumbled between his hungry slurping. Then he was back inside me. The more he fucked me the more feminine I felt. And while feeling like pussy, I thought of all the things that women thought about. I always did that when I was getting humped really good and hard. I was an ultra-female with nine inches of dick in me to the hilt. To a girl like me there was nothing better than having nine inches of dick hung up inside me. Finally he started that dance that told me that he was coming. His body tensed up and I could feel the head of his cock swell and expand into in touched regions of new pussy. My nipples are so hard that they ache, and a chill shoots through me at the same time that I feel his jism spurt deep into my tender asshole. Now we were both screaming because I was climaxing with him deep inside my ass. I felt my insides go sensitive and tingly with his every spurt and grunt. I could feel the drool ooze slowly from my clit, and my tits were super sensitive. I never wanted him to take his dick out of my ass and for a few minutes we lie there silently, and he was still slightly hard. He kissed and spooned me, and for a moment it seemed that we were considerate lovers who knew each other very well. “Oh honey that was so wonderful.” I couldn’t believe that I was so emotional. I usually don’t get this emotional with guys who pick me up and fuck me, but he was something special. I didn’t want to lose contact with him. “We got to do that again soon,” I said. “How soon?” He said. Before I could say anything he then adds. “I can be ready in ten minutes. I got to do you one more time at least. That’s some great ass.” I had to smile because I wanted him just as much as he wanted me. “Really?” I said unable to contain my emotions or hide my excitement at the thought of it. “Yes really, maybe even less than ten,” he said poking me with his semi-hard cock. “Bring it on big man, cause Kitty is ready honey.” Fortunate for me he was too, and he mounted me again. This time he moved slower inside me and delved deeper into my sweet feminine goodies. I could feel his cock hitting on all sides and sliding deeper inside me. My nipples were so hard that I could feel little Charlie horses pinching the tips. “Oh babee,” I found myself screaming and I wondered where all these uncontrolled emotions were coming from. Then I realized that I always got that way when I was happy beyond belief. I felt that now. Why shouldn’t I feel that way? I was getting laid by a horny stud who knew exactly what I was and what he was doing. He was in control and he shifted me into one position after the other. First he fucked me standing up, then he fucked me missionary, and then he fucked me doggie and rammed me hard. The feel of his balls slapping my pussy parts was like icing on a delicious cake, and I was tearing up from the joy that I felt. I was feeling so happy that I was frustrated that there were no words yet invented to express such feelings. To say that it felt wonderful was not a strong enough word to describe the pleasure that was surging in and out of me with his every knowing stroke. I cried as I took his penis inside me because there was no other way to react to the wondrous pounding that this man was giving my eager accepting ass. “OOOH right there, don’t stop, fuck it daddy, It’s yours baby, this ass is all yours.” This was all I could think to say as I met his stroke with my own feminine thrust, meeting his hungry cock each time. “Right there, right there, right there, right there,” I cried as if locked inside a time warp. He was hitting my G spot dead on and it was freaking me out. “Girl you are something else,” he said breathlessly. “And this ass pussy is so tight. I ain’t never had ass cunt so sweet, hot and tight. I could get so use to this.” He said not missing a stroke. At that point at worshipped this man. He was hitting my G spot dead center on every stroke and my heartbeat was running away so fast that I was in fear of my life. Still I continued to meet his strokes. “Oh God, baby, I think I love you.” I said without regret because at that moment, the things that he was doing to me brought out love for him. I could lie there and take his nine inches for days if necessary, but I knew he couldn’t stand my hot tight ass for that long. Even now as my eyes rolled back in my head from the delightful joy that spread through me, I could feel him tense and swell. I knew he was getting close so I started to work my ass muscles to gather in every drop of his hot cum. We were going at it bare back because we both liked it that way and we were disease free. There’s nothing like feeling that hot skin of that hot cock as it explores and probes deep inside my sensitive girl spots. “OOH Kitty, baby, what you doing to me?” He cried as he starts to spurt inside me hard and deep. I felt his jism jet inside me like a stream of liquid fire. The heat from him seemed to trigger something deep inside me and I could feel myself starting to come from deep inside my ass. There was a wondrous suction between us and for those moment’s there was n o denying that I was a full blooded female physically and mentally. When the ass feels that good, it’s pussy. Pussy is not just a Vagina; pussy is a state of mind that is projected by the female spirit. “Fuck that pussy daddy,” I cried as he continued to shoot. “Is that pussy good to you baby?” I asked as I met his strokes, taking his cock still deep inside me. “Oh yes girl, you got the best pussy I ever had.” “Is it good daddy? I asked not missing a stroke. “Oh it’s better than good.” “Is it better than Vagina pussy baby?” “Ten times, no a thousand times.” “Only a thousand I said as I purposely tightened my pussy muscles around his still hard cock. “Maybe a million or more. I don’t know about that. I know it’s good and I want to fuck you from now on.” I loved hearing those words. The last great lover I had was Tommy and he had never fucked me this good. He wasn’t as endowed as my friend tonight, but he was okay. Still Freddie here could read my mind and he fucked me accordingly. “Oh you got me all pussy and shit, I said as he steady popped in and out of my ass. “I’m so pussy right now baby,” I said with joyous elation. “Can’t get enough of you. You got me pussy daddy. You got me all pussied up and shit. Yes yes yes yessssssssss.” I couldn’t get enough of him and I keep having these internal climaxes that send my heart beat on a merry chase. I’m hysterical with joy and sanity escapes me as I give him what he wants. “Me pussy, me pussy me pussy me pusssyyyyyyyyyyyy “This time I’m gonna take it slow and blow your sweet she male mind. We got to try to make a baby and the only chance of that happening is if you spread those legs” I liked his confidence and I knew he wasn’t just bragging. What can I say? The man was a stud and for now he was mine, all mine.
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Disclaimer this a work of fiction no characters in this story are real or based on real people. Part one How we met. I am your average guy, I love to play video games, i like to play sports, watch movies, and Tv and even read a good sci fi book every now and then. in many ways i am like two polar opposites in one body, i love doing nerdy things like playing D&D with friends play MTG card game, and i love sci fi movies, games and books. on the other hand i love to work out, and i love playing sports and being outdoors. so yeah, im a relatively normal guy who goes to the University of Louisiana at Monroe, im pretty popular with most people though i tend to be a little shy at times. im in several groups on campus, anad i stay involved. so on the outside im a completely normal straight guy. but thats on the outside… On the inside i would be considered a total freak. I have always had a deep dark secret that i never told anyone before, other than one very special someone. all my life i have had a Diaper fetish. may seem strange i know but its true. there is nothing that turns me on more than being in a diaper, much less watching someone else in one. for so long i had to be content with internet porn and masturbation. after all who would be like me in such a small state as Louisiana? but then it happened….. I was the weekend and i decided to go out rather than stay up all night playing video games and watching porn. so I got in my car and headed to the club. the club is not very big after all Monroe itself is not very big. I paid and went inside. there were not that many people there so i decide that rather than waste the night trying to find someone to dance with i would go and hit up the bar. i ordered a jagger bomb it was really watery and well wasn't worth the $5 so i decided that since i have a pretty high tolerance to alcohol i would at least spend the night with a buzz, so i sat their and ordered five shots of jose cuervo, ten shots of taaka vodka, (it's cheap but doesn't taste like rubbing alcohol smells) and then to top it all off i ordered two everclear margaritas. while i knew my wallet was going to be hurting the coming week i figured it would be worth it since i hadn't gotten out of my room to do anything fun for over a month. when i finished more people were arriving and i was thoroughly bussed, ok maybe a little more on the plastered side of the fence but who's keeping score? after what seemed like five minutes but what was probably close to ten of stumbling around and finding a seat to sit in, the inevitable hit me. all of that alcohol had made made its way to my bladder and i had to go to the bathroom. i got up and stumbled to the bathroom. when i went inside the urinal was out of order and someone was in the only stall (why did one of the only clubs near campus only have a two man bathroom?) i was waiting when i heard what sounded like someone tearing something off, almost like the sound of velcro and tape mixed. i didn't pay it any attention thinking it was just the alcohol and the making me hear things, and the fact that REALLY had to piss. right as the door finally starts to unlock i loose control and start pissing all over myself. the stall door opens and i am beet red when the person in the stall see that i am pissing myself. what happened next though would have made my jaw drop had i not been so drunk. as the person in the stall looks at me i see him reach down and pick up a backpack with his right hand in his left is a thoroughly drenched folded diaper. I didn't know if it was the alcohol or if i was dreaming because surely this couldn't be what i was seeing, could it? the guy in the stall looks at me and sheepishly smiles as though he is completely unaware that i have pissed myself in front of him. i look at him truly seeing him for the first time. he is close to my height but a little taller standing at 6 foot even. He had short brown hair, brown eyes, and olive tanned skin. he looked like he ran and work out a lot because i could see he had very well defined muscles underneath his tight black shirt. my complete opposite. where as i am 5’11” bulky with muscles but not well defined ones. i have long shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. after what seemed like an eternity but was really only a few seconds he looked down and saw my wet pants and the yellow puddle at my feet. I really didnt know what to say or do so i just tried to play it off and said “sorry i had way too much to drink and couldnt hold it.” right as i spoke i instantly wished i hadnt said anything. the guy looked up at me and smiled again but this kind a more friendly smile rather than an embarrassed one. he reached down into his bag and pulled out another diaper and said “i have a few extras and it looks like you could use one” i was so embarrassed but at the same time i was also shocked and despite all the alcohol was starting to get horny with the events taking place. i didnt know what to say so i just stood there like an idiot. he look at me with a little bit of a sly look and then without a word walked over to the door and and locked it. i just looked at him and then said “thank you… i um i have never done this before i cant believe i just, just pissed myself like this…” he just looked at me with all i could discern as being care in his eyes when he said “dont worry accidents happen, trust me i know.” as he said that i started to take my pants off when i lost my balance and fell over only being stopped by the bathroom stall in front of me. he came over and helped me steady myself and then started to undo my jeans. I looked down and groggily said “ i think im just going to go and head back to my apartment… i dont want to go back out in the club being wet.” as i finished slurring out my words he as pulling down my underwear. i didnt even realize that he had finished taking off my jeans. i lazily flopped my head down at an angle resting my head on my shoulder as i looked at him. he looked into my eyes with a look i wasnt really sure what to make of, and then he looked at my dick. im am not really blessed to be honest im very average measuring in at a little over six inches. as the next thing i know i had partially blacked out and when i came to he was licking my rock hard cock. i was completely shocked and thought i must be dreaming. in some ways i guess i was… Part two introductions. the next morning i woke up in some ones apartment on their couch. the mind was racing trying to put together the pieces and figure out where i was, and more importantly how the hell i got there. i remembered going to the club, going to the bathroom, and…. no i thought that had been a dream. i knew i definitely had gone to the club the other night. and then i freaked out when i realized that i truly didnt recognize the apartment. at first i though ok, someone i know saw me shitfaced drunk and took me back to their apartment so i wouldnt get behind the wheel, but since i didnt recognize where i was another, much less desirable possibility popped in my mind. some nasty very likely STD infected girl picked my drunk ass up and took me home to fuck last night. but why was i on the couch? maybe we didnt have sex and i called her a nasty STD infected girl. before my mind could make up anymore mental tortures for myself i heard a door open and close and then heard footsteps. my heart skipped at what i saw, or rather who… “Good morning, how did you sleep? do you have a bad hangover? i have coffee and can make some, i know i could use a cup or two” i couldnt believe it. standing in front of me was the guy from the bathroom. i had thought it was just a dream, the likelihood of something like that happening was so small it practically didnt even exist. as bits and pieces of memory flooded back into my mind i instantly started getting hard from remembering what had happened. as my cock got bigger i instantly noticed an all too familiar sensation. i quickly threw the blanket off of me and saw i was naked from the waist down except for a completely soaked diaper on. he looked at me and said “well i guess its a good thing that i put that on you or i would have to pay to get my couch cleaned.” still not really sure what was going on i turned beet red in the face with sudden embarrassment. he looked at me with a big smile and said “hey its ok, it happens. my name is Jake by the way, i dont think i ever caught yours last night, you were pretty hammered i practically had to carry you inside last night, all the while with you saying you were fine and needed to get to your car so you could drive back to your apartment.” i looked up at him less embarrassed and slightly confused as he continued. “ needless to say i didnt think on it was a good idea to let you get behind the wheel of a car, and since i couldn't get you to coherently tell me where you lived i brought you to my place” i nodded my head and the said “thank you, that would have been really bad if i had of driven. my names Eli. im so sorry to have been a burden to you last night. also i hate to ask but, would you mind fixing that coffee? my head is killing me!” jake laughed and said “dont worry you weren't a bother at all, and yea i will definitely fix the coffee” as he turned and walked out of his living room to go to the kitchen and make the coffee, i looked down at my diapered crotch. i felt so weird. i had worn diapers countless times, wet them shit in them, cummed in them. but i had never been in a diaper in front of a stranger before, much less been put in one by that said stranger, or wet my diaper in front of that stranger or…. surely that was a dream right? i mean that one detail of last night had to have been in my mind, this guy isn't like me he probably wears diapers because he is incontinent, or had a bad accident he is getting over or something. as my mind was running around in circles trying to find reason in all of this current madness, and trying to find proof that if it's too good to be true thats because its not, i heard Jake say “hey the coffee is ready, do you want me to bring you a cup or do you want to come in here?” i looked down at my diaper and thought for a second before saying. “I will come in then.” Part Three getting to know what's what. as i walked into the kitchen i saw jake instantly look at my wet diaper, i was embarrassed at the fact that it looked very obvious that my dick was rock hard. i turned a bit red when jake spoke to break the awkward silence “ do you like anything with your coffee Eli?” on one hand i was glad he spoke up, but on the other hand i wished it had been to say something else... i answered him as i took a seat being careful to not leak but to my surprise i didnt feel any piss smash out “ i will take some cream and sugar please” jake handed me the sugar container and a carton of half and half creamer. i said thank you and then we sat some what awkwardly in silence drinking our coffee for a bit. finally i broke the silence and said. “so if it's not too personal why do you wear diapers?” Jake looked up at me like a deer in the headlights. jake stuttered with his reply “w-what do you mean?” i looked at him slightly confused, how could i make the question any more clear than it already was? i finally said “why do you wear diapers, do you need them for a medical reason or something like that?” jake looked up at me visibly nervous and sweating when he said “yeah um something like that” i decided that now was my shot and i would either discover something amazing or come across as a total jerk. “well what is it then?” i pressed he look up and very quietly said “um, i dont really want to say” at this point i decided to through courtesy out the window and get the answer i wanted. “just tell me already fuck you have me in a wet diaper drinking coffee with you so Im not going to judge you or anything!” he looked up at me with eyes that were starting to water and said “ I wear becuase i like to OK! i have a diaper fetish and i like wearing diapers, so there i said it… you probably think im some kind of sick freak.” i could see that he felt very hurt and defensive as if he expected me to laugh or make fun of him. i couldnt believe it he liked diapers too. while i am straight on the outside i am totally bi when it comes to diapers, i am in some ways more attracted to guys in diapers since i can relate to them more. here i was looking like an idiot with my mouth open until i finally said “no trust me i dont think your a freak at all, you see i also have a diaper fetish, i have worn off in on my whole life. i just cant believe my luck at finding another Diaper Lover.” Jake went from looking completely shocked to the pristine picture of boundless joy in the time it took me to finish speaking he then said “ would you like to stay the weekend?” i instantly said “yes!” and then he said “that diaper looks pretty wet, do you want a fresh one? i sat there for a second and then said “what all do you do in your diapers?” Part four freedom in all things. we sat on his couch watching netflix, both of us in wet diapers. at first it was a little odd but then we both snuggled up to each other and then things got more interesting. jake looked at me and said “ i guess you know that im gay right Eli?” i looked at him and said “ i do now, me im bi, but….” i stammered off. “but for you i think i could be a little more as long as we keep things discreet” as i said that i put my hand on the front of his piss swollen diaper. i could feel his cock it felt huge, it must have been at least 7 inches. i started to massage the tip of his cock when he put his hand on the front of my diaper. we were like this for the next hour in a halve quietly moaning the both of us every now and then. before we started watching netflix we had drank a lot of coffee and eaten about three bowls of oatmeal each and finally it was working its magic. “hey baby” jake said apparently much more comfortable in my company after over an hour of massaging each others dicks. “I need to make a poopy in my diaper” jake finished. i had been waiting for this for a while i had been holding mine in. i looked and said “how do you feel about poo play?” jake looked like he almost had an orgams right then and there as he said. “ i wasnt going to share that part of me with you but i will now, i love everything to do with both piss and shit” at that i smiled so big i thought my mouth would rip. i then said “ well there is something i want to do” jake instantly said “anything, i will do whatever you want no matter what.” i laid down on his floor and said “ get in 69 with me.” he instantly got down and put his diapered dick on my face. i then said “i want you to sit on my face and pill your diaper with your shit for me, smash it all over my face and ride me until you have your shit all around your diaper” when i said this i could see jake’s dick twitch in his diaper. he did as i said and had his diapered ass hole right on my mouth. i then heard him grunt and could feel a huge hard lump forming in his diaper. he started moaning slightly as he pushed more and more shit into his diaper, i was surprised at how much it was i opened my mouth so his diapered bulge could fill it. at this point his diaper was sticking out 5 inches into my mouth, he then lifted up and i closed my mouth as i knew the true fun was about to begin. he gently sat down on my face his diapered shit bolge landing right on my nose. he then started to rock back and forward and then started to gently bounce as he rocked. he was moaning like a porn star at this point i could feel his shit smearing all up and done his as crack and smashing all over his dick and balls when he is getting ready to orgasm i stop him. now its my turn. i hover my diapered ass over jakes face and then i push with all my might. my shit is not as big as his but it is still huge probably weighing four pounds, where as his weighed eight pounds. when im done i drop down hard and fast on his face forcing my shit to spread all around in my diaper, i then start bouncing and rocking back and forward getting as much of the love brownies on my dick and balls as i can. finally i stop before i blow thick ropes of cum in my diaper. i lean over and put my head on Jakes diapered crotch and breath in deeply smelling the intoxicating smell of piss, shit and baby powder. i lay my face down on his dick and take my hands and start mashing more shit up towards his dick and balls. without me saying so he starts to do the same thing to me and then i stop. it takes him a few seconds to stop, but when he does i climb off of him. i look at him and say. “do you wanna swap?” he looks at me a little confused as he ask “positions from top to bottom?” i get a wicked smile on my face and shake my head and look down to his diaper. he looks at me and instantly knows what i meant. he sits down and i join him sitting across from him on the floor. he untapes his diaper and i do the same. the heady aroma of dirty boy diapers instantly floods the room. i then crawl off my diaper and plant my face in his open diaper, i can see where he has gotten pre cum all on his diaper filling the front with a beautiful slimy shine. open my mouth and lick at the rich mixture in his diaper, my dick instantly shoots out some pre cum when i taste the wonderful mixture. his shit is bitter and tangy, but not overpowering, his piss has an almost sweet salty taste to it, and the icing on the cake almost literally, his pre cum is like licking sweat nectar from a forbidden fruit. i so jake is getting hard watching me and he stops me long enough to get my dick in his mouth. i hear him moaning and feel it vibrating my dick as he eats the shit off of my dick. after a few minutes i stop him and we both switch positions and are sitting on each others open wet, boy juice, shit filled diapers i instantly tape it up on me and stand up, his hard poop fills so good, and i my dick is sliding all in his diaper from all of his boy juice in the front the sensation make me release some of my own juice as we look at each other. we then decide to go to his bedroom and have some more fun, since both of us have held out cumming long enough. i crawl on the bed with him barely able to move do to the massive load in my diaper. we start out by sticking each of our hands in the other ones diaper and rubbing our dirty little dicks, then i reach back into the back of my diaper that he is wearing and grabbed a handful of my shit. i pull out the load and stick in the front of his diaper. jake follows my lead and does the same to me. i then stick my hand in the back of the diaper again and find his has hole, i play with it for a while while we are jacking each other off. i stop and grab a huge handful of shit, and pull it out again. this time though instead of putting it in the front of his diaper i bring it up to his mouth, he looks into my eyes with passion burning in them as he once again mimics me and puts shit up to my mouth as well. at the same time as if we had both received an invisible command we both opened our mouths and took in the hand full of love chocolate. i started sucking on his shit as he sucked on mine, then i leaned in and started to french kiss him while both of our mouths were full of each others shit. i had never kiss a guy before but in the heat of the moment it just felt right. we stopped are kiss and got into 69 again, but this time we undid the top two tapes on our diaper and left the bottom two secured. as if we were reading each others minds both put our heads in each others shitting diaper to suck one each others throbbing dicks. as we sucked we then taped the diapers up again as best we could on each others heads. it was so hot, so hard to breath and above all so FUCKING AMAZING!. I felt jake thrust his dick in my still shitfilled mouth as i did the same. we face fucked each other until the shit in our mouths had gotten in our dick holes. we then sucked out the shit and blow are loads down the back of each others throats. Part five after glow. when be got done we just sat there breathing in deep breaths of each others diaper. then we finally got up and went the shower. we bathed each other first with our mouths, then our hands, and finally with soap and shampoo until there was no evidence of what we had done. To be continued. i really hope you enjoyed it. i know it's a bit slow starting and well, maybe to hard core and sick for some people but i hope those of you who are into some of the things in the story liked it. please rate, and comment good or bad let me know what you think
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As was often the way, a slight political spat over land ownership between two minor lords of the Asatarian and Sevonian nations had developed into a heightened state, each lord gathering his troops to his banner to fight for what he considered to be his god-given right. Whether whatever God was watching cared for the whole sorry affair, Alice preferred not to question. Such question were better left to the philosophers while she worried with the here and now. As her home county prepared for war, it was inevitable that she would be called to battle, given her status as a mercenary of some repute; Sevonia was a place where everyone could throw their lives away in search of glory, no matter their creed or background. Sevonia was a place where strength was the only currency that mattered, and she had it with some to spare. The bastard daughter of a mercenary and a camp follower, she had been with Sevonian soldiers her whole life, and it seemed some of her fathers knack for killing had been passed down to her. Unlike her father though, she had also been gifted with her mother’s cunning, a trait that kept her alive when many of the company was slaughtered, including their Captain, her father. Devoid of leadership, the mercenaries had floundered until she grabbed a hold of the reigns, turning them from internecine brawlers into one of the finest fighting forces this side of the Azur. When the call to arms had come, so too did the responsibility of the mercenary forces under the Sevonian banner fall to her. So it was that she found herself marching alongside the bulk of Lord Alastair’s forces, at the head of one arm of the force that made up the Sevonian retribution against Asatar. Despite the footslogging, the miles went by relatively quickly, every man and woman present at least somewhat used to marching. As the sun began to sink low into the sky, camp was called. The carts following up the main column of troops was messily pilfered by the soldiers, setting up tents and fires in good time. Lord Alastair called to her as she walked by. “Miss Endera, set up your tent over here if you will.” He gestured to the section of the campsite where his own tent and his retainers tents were. The benefits of leadership , a voice in her head snarked as she dumped the pile of poles and fabric onto the ground. Sometime later, after the tent had been assembled and the sun had almost dipped below the horizon line, she finished piling the firewood in a ring of stones. She stood up to look for Enukai, the mage that had been assigned to her, surprised when she caught him already approaching from the corner of her eye. “Stand back a moment, if you will?” He requested, Alice dutifully rising to her feet and stepping back. He extended his hand with a wordless grunt, the tinder sparking into a glowing conflagration with an audible poof. Alice lowered herself to the ground, crossing her legs in front of the fire. She gestured for him to sit too, and he obeyed. “I hope Lord Alastair has more in store for me than being a glorified fire lighter.” He laughed, gazing into the flames. “Even if he doesn’t, I do.” Alice replied, tossing another twig onto the fire. “Oh?” “My company had quite a few mages in the past. Commanding them is nothing new to me.” She reached into her pack, pulling out a wrapped loaf of bread and tearing a chunk from it. “It is good to know I am in good hands.” “So, tell me a little about what you can do.” She asked, taking another bite. “Before that though, do you have food?” “Yes, I do. I am not hungry right now, though.” “Make sure you eat before you sleep. We won’t be sticking around long in the morning. But that aside, tell me about your own skills.” Conversing with Enukai about the vital role he played in tomorrow’s battle plans served to calm her nerves somewhat, but failed to quash them entirely. Her father had once told her than the man who does not fear battle is simply mad, but even this level of discomfort felt too high for her liking. The night wore on in conversation, exhaustion began to creep into Alice’s frame, and she began to make her excuses, placing her discomfort down to tiredness. But as she stood, she suddenly clicked on to what the feeling might be. “I’m afraid I must retire for the night, if I am to be of any use as a commander tomorrow.” She laughed, hauling herself to her feet and brushing dirt and detritus from her backside as she did so. “Indeed, it is most late. I shall go to my tent.” Enukai responded, rising to his feet with a spinning motion. “Good night, Miss Endera.” He nodded his head and began to walk away, pausing when he felt a grip at his wrist. “Yes?” He inquired. “Instead of going to your tent, perhaps you could… come to mine?” She ventured, refusing to let her own nervousness show. “I could do that. Would you like me to?” “I would.” “Then lead the way, Miss Endera.” He gestured. “Please, call me Alice.” She responded, sliding her hand around his and pulling him gently along. When they arrived at her tent, she ducked inside, and as he followed, she pulled and pinned him to the ground, locking her lips to his in a probing kiss. Stubble roughed against her skin as she explored his mouth, and he hers. As she did so, nimble hands unbuckled his belt, sliding his leather trousers to his knees. With her right hand she gripped his semi-erect shaft loosely and began a gentle stroking, feeling it harden at her touch moment by moment. He broke the kiss apart, planting several smaller ones along her jawline and down her neck, before biting down upon the skin of her neck. She groaned slightly, and he used to momentary distraction to flip them both over, pinning her underneath him, her dirty blonde hair splayed around her head like a halo. With a sweeping motion he lifted her shirt to the top, exposing the pale flesh of her stomach and breasts to the open air. A well toned midriff pitted with a myriad of old scars greets him, before he hungrily locks his mouth around her right nipple, sucking and biting to soft coos from the woman beneath him. His right hand reaches up and begins to knead her left breast, while his left gently trails his fingers along the contours of her stomach. Enamoured with his ministrations, she simply whimpered for a few moments before regaining her composure, grasping him by the shoulders and rolling them both back over. As they landed, she placed both her hands upon his chest with a wolf-like smile, slithering down his body to the erect member and stroking it with her right hand, with more force this time. She ran her tongue around the head, tasting it for the first time. It was a decidedly neutral taste, no real difference from any other she had encountered, excluding the slight taste of sweat generated by the days march. She slipped the head into her mouth, filling her mouth with saliva as she did so, increasing the pace of her hand working the shaft. Her left hand retreated to her own body, undoing her own belt and crawling inside her wet panties, pawing gingerly at her clit. She sank her head further down, feeling the tip of his cock touch her tonsils. Her body screamed out to gag, but she suppressed it by force of will, pushing it back even further into her throat. She held it for a second, before bringing it back to a more manageable position, bobbing her head up and down as her thumb and forefinger worked the base. The taste of precum was becoming more prominent in her mouth with every bob of her head. She pulled her wet fingers from her own crotch and moved it to play around his balls, the occasional testing finger brushing up against his asshole as she fondled him. Her eyes met his with every test, searching for any sign of disagreement, but none was forthcoming. As she pushed her head down once more, she slipped the index finger of her left hand inside his puckered ring to the first knuckle. As her nose almost touched his mass of black pubic hair, he placed a hand of her forehead and lifted her away. She pouted slightly as she met his gaze, denied of her enjoyment, but the rational part of her knew why she had been stopped. The look on his face told her that he was mere moments away from blowing his load in her mouth, and she didn’t want that yet. “Not yet.” He commanded. “Remove those trousers.” She gladly obeyed, dropping her left hand to her pussy again, more vigorously this time. He beckoned her over to where he lay, before pulling her over his head and burying his tongue within her. He lapped like a hungry dog, his tongue exploring the inside of her love cave as well as flicking over her clitoris like a scenting snake. She moaned openly, her face falling slack and her breath panting as she drew close to finishing. His right hand crept up and slid two fingers inside her with ease, pumping back and forth as they massaged her inner walls. The world seemed to go silent for a moment, before a quickly stifled cry ripped out of her throat. She clamped her hands over her mouth as Enukai continued to tongue fuck her, her chest heaving in the aftermath of her orgasm. She slid her ass back so that she sat upon his chest. “I can’t wait any longer. I need it.” She panted, rolling off him onto her back and spreading her legs. He rose to a kneeling position and placed the top of his cock against her soaked slit, when she reached out and placed a hand on his chest. “Wait. It’s not a safe week for me.” She admitted. Enukai nodded, trying not to appear somewhat disappointed. She turned her gaze away from his slightly. “But I want you to go lower.” She murmured in a mouse-like tone. Her face may have blushed was it not already bright red. “Are you sure?” He asked, tilting his head slightly. “Yes. I have only done this once before, but I do not wish to deny you.” Her voice gained more confidence as the sentence went on. “Please, fuck me.” He nodded his understanding with a lascivious smile, spitting onto his hand and working it around the shaft of his cock. Some of Alice’s saliva had dried out in the chill night air, and he thought it best that he did not hurt her. She would have to fight tomorrow after all. After he was satisfied with the preparation of his own weapon, he bent his head down and spat again, the globlet landing atop her winking asshole. He worked it in and around the hole with a forefinger, pushing it in up to the third knuckle. She moaned as it entered, but her face betrayed no pain. He pushed in a second finger alongside it, spreading them slightly inside her. She groaned as he stretched her, her face a mix of pleasure and the occasional pain of adjustment. Satisfied with his work, her crawled close to her once more, pressing the head of his cock against her now-widened ass. It pushed back of him as he slowly thrust, but in a jerky motion the tip disappeared inside the ring of her ass, eliciting a sharp whimper from her. “Are you okay?” He asked, pausing his invasion of her. She met his gaze again with slightly watering eyes, biting down upon her knuckle. She nodded. He pushed again, inch by inch sliding inside of her gut. After a few moment he was as deep as he was going to get, her firm ass pushed hard against his thighs. He shot her an unspoken question, and she nodded again. He pulled backwards, pulling most of his shaft from her until just the head remained. With slow, deliberate movements he pushed back in. Despite her teary eyes, her free hand began to slide in and out of her pussy at a pace matching his own. With each thrust he increased the tempo; the slapping of his thighs against her asscheeks like a heavy drumbeat. Her eyes had begun to roll back into her head as her ass was speared on his cock relentlessly, her fingers becoming a blur as she pumped herself. She began to pant again, her back arching from the double penetration she was experiencing. Another orgasm washed over her again, but this time she came slightly more prepared, biting down onto her knuckle so that her squeal became more of an extended whimper. The orgasm wracking her body caused her sphincter to lock down on his cock, the extra pressure pushing him over the edge. With a grunt he emptied his load deep into her gut in several great spurts. He thrust a couple more times to ensure his balls were fully emptied into her, before slowly pulling away from her. Her asshole made an audible sound as the head of his cock popped from it, cum still leaking from the tip. Alice lay still for a second, slowly rubbing at her gut and revelling in the warmth of having her ass pumped with cum. Satisfied, she rose into a kneeling position, and crawled towards him like a cat, lapping up the beads of jizz that still dripped from the head of his dick. She slipped it into her mouth again, pushing the tip deep into her throat and drinking what was left of his load like a beggar drinking drips from a tap. He tasted slightly different; her own taste, she supposed, ignoring his slightly groans of protest for a moment before retracting her head. “Can’t waste a drop.” She chimed, licking her lips in response to his exasperated look. “Your reputation proceeds you, but this reputation did not.” “Nor will it.” She said, pulling him close and whispering into his ear. “Not if you want this to happen again.” “I understand.” He smirked. “I will see you tomorrow.” “Indeed you will.” She returned the smile as he left the tent, closing the door behind him. She lay back on her straw bed, feeling Enukai’s cum begin to leak from her ass. She reached down a finger, scooping up the offending drop and placing it into her mouth as if sampling a fine food. She lay her head back and pulled over her blanket, all nervous thoughts of tomorrows battle drowned in the afterglow.
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Hayley walked through town with her best friend Sarah. They were on route to an outdoor concert in the park situated in the middle of town. It was a beautiful spring day and she had the whole weekend off to wander and do as she pleased. The warm pollinated air fell in invisible folds around her body. She wore a soft spring dress with no bra for comfort. As she walked down the peopled sidewalk she completely lost herself in the passing bodies. It was as if every young man with a little spirit in his walk might be someone to make love to, any beautiful girl her age might be someone to kiss, and any young attractive couple might be something to split up. In short, Hayley was incredibly turned on. It was as if her whole afternoon were a wet dream. “Hey, you alright?” Sarah touched Hayley’s shoulder. “Yeah, why?” Hayley responded as she turned her head to catch the backside of a suited young man who'd been walking closer and closer towards them for the past minute. He wasn’t as attractive as she’d hoped, but, he did have a great body. “You’ve been quiet for like two minutes.” “Really?” Sarah still hadn’t really zeroed in on Sarah’s feelings, she had enough to process just on her own. “Yeah, what’s up? I usually couldn’t shut you up even if I put my hand over your mouth.” “Should I be talking more? You know, it’s odd, but I feel really calm. Maybe I’ve changed!” Hayley was normally the talker, and Sarah the listener, but she wasn’t filling her normal role today. “Alright, before you launch into your new autobiography let me call Mark. He doesn’t know where to meet us.” “Mark doesn’t ever know where to go.” “He’s not as dumb as you think, Hayley.” Sarah replied, smiling while she put her phone to her face. “I never said your boyfriend is dumb I just think he’s completely lost.” “Hey Mark!” Sarah ignored the comment as Mark’s grumpy voice came through her phone. Hayley tried to completely ignore the couple’s conversation. She found a nearby bench to sit down on while she waited for the chatter to end. Over the past month Hayley had developed an anti-couples attitude. She was all for a long term lover, but she looked down on her girlfriends who were hoping to fall in love or supposedly were already in love. Most of them simply were not in love. They confused comfort for passion. Yes: it was so hard to be alone. Yes: it was so hard not being adored. Yes. Yes. Look, she got it. She had been someone’s raison d’être. She had fallen in love during college and experienced the delicate world of an intimate relationship for three long years. But she had since felt the pull of greater passions. She didn’t even have to remember the night she cheated on that wimp. It was on a fall night and a cold rain was coming down. She sat trying to do her French homework but was too hopelessly sexually alive to let alone use her own language of English in any other way than: give it to me. Nathan, her boyfriend, had only an hour ago been lying with her, making love to her, gripping her back and hips, pushing inside of her again and again and again until suddenly an alarm had gone off. “Shit! It’s almost 10:30! I’m going to miss my train,” he said as he reached to silence his alarm. “I’m so sorry but I gotta run.” He pulled out of her clumsily and jumped into his clothes. “It’s O.K,” Hayley said as she used all her mental energy to keep herself calm and not scream at him. She teetered on the edge of climaxing. Her eyes were still closed and her mouth was still half open, about to cry out. “Shit I got to run. I love you. I’ll call you when I’m back.” Her boyfriend said as he slung a bag around his shoulder. “O.K. Bye.” She got up, put on her glasses, and looked in the mirror. Her skin was red with anger. “Hey,” Nathan could tell she was upset, “What’s the matter? I wish I could stay too!,” he said. Sarah didn’t respond. He knew Sarah was upset and he didn’t have time to deal with it. “Look, I love you. I’ll be back soon,“ and with that said, he slid out the door. She had never been so close to coming and then completely dropped to such a low. She was furious. The worst part was that his trip was not necessary. It wasn’t for work. It wasn’t for some family catastrophe. It was so he could go be around some old guy friend from his high school days. They’d probably sit together drinking and talk about the sex they had been having and about the girls who had spiked their interest besides their girlfriends. What the hell was the point when Hayley and him could actually be having sex! She felt like chasing Nathan down, tackling him off the path into the woods, and fucking him until he was too beat up to ever make it to a train again. She tried to get herself off for a few hours. It didn’t work. All her fantasies were about abusing Nathan, tying him up, binding him to a chair, and using him in whatever way she wanted. But it only brought pleasure to a part of her mind. She still wanted to be held by him. As usual, Hayley wanted multiple things at once. Nathan seemed to be able to let her want just one thing: him. Eventually her desire to dominate Nathan developed into a desire to be dominated, but not by any person, especially not him, not even any man, just–––well, by something. She wanted to tie herself up to something and work as hard as she could to just get something barely inside of her. She didn’t have a vibrator or a dildo, but she could invent something! Just as she was pulling apart her fridge she heard her phone release a ding! Who was it? Maybe Nathan had missed his train! She rushed to the phone. She blushed when she saw the message, because she really felt that it was far better than anything Nathan could’ve sent her: “You still around? It’s Jack,” and Jack…. was a cop. She wished she could find someone as good as he was that night. That night she had pushed Nathan and everything he represented forever away. She drifted out of her fantasy and her mind focused back on the town before her: on Sarah talking on the phone, on mothers walking children down the street. Nothing. Well, she thought, let the hunt begin. “Sorry that took so long Hayley!” Sarah was done with her conversation. “Oh no problem! I was entertaining myself. Are we going to meet him at the concert?” “Yeah. Let’s go.” Thank god, Sarah thought. Hayley realized that she had never told Sarah about what had happened the night she had cheated on Nathan. It had happened very recently so she was still not used to talking about how it had changed her. Besides, all of Nathan’s friends now hated her. It was uncomfortable to talk about. Sarah barely got to know him, and it was obvious Hayley didn’t care about the separation, so she didn’t really have a reason to care, but she probably would if Hayley told her why their relationship had ended. They continued walking to the concert. They could hear the musicians doing an echoey sound test in the distance. Partially to keep herself in a nice, comfortably turned on mood, and partially because she was already thinking about that night she had decided to leave Nathan, she had the desire to tell her best friend the story. “Did I ever tell you about when I slept with a cop?” “WHAT!” Sarah almost stopped in her tracks. “Yeah, and the real shocker is that it’s the reason why Nathan and I broke up.” “ You cheated on Nathan?” “Yeah.” “I thought you guys just broke up because you got bored, or at least that's what you made it sound like." "Well, that's a good general summary," Hayley said, smiling. "Maybe you have changed…,” Sarah said with a bit of anxiety in her voice. “But tell me everything before we run into Mark because he has a tendency to interrupt any time he’s not the center of attention.” So, Hayley began the story for her friend Sarah. A couple months before Nathan and Hayley got together she had gotten pulled over for rolling through a stop sign. She was almost across the intersection when the sirens blared and the red and blue lights rose up behind her. She nervously pulled over and then quickly put on some lip stick, lowered her left bra strap, and messed up her hair. She believed that if she could save herself money and time by just making herself a little more seductive, than why the hell. She waited for that typical cop to come up to her window: a dirty-deed riddled ugly aging gorilla haired sexually desperate man with two kids to yell at and a wife to cheat on. She watched his flashlight slowly wobble back and forth towards her car. She lowered her window as he lowered his flashlight and she instantly was surprised to find that she would not need to do much acting to convince the policeman that she thought he was handsome. Not only was he handsome; he was blazing hot. He had a small scar above his upper lip, which drew attention to the fact that his lips were the kind of lips you wanted to feel with your own for hours. He had dark eyebrows, dark blue eyes, a strong neck, the kind of neck that makes you feel like a vampire. Beautiful soft brown skin to feel against her own. Slow down, Hayley, she thought in the back of her mind, he could still be a complete douchebag. “Good evening, mam. I don’t know if you noticed or not, but––” Sarah rushed to complete his sentence and save his breath, “––I just rolled through a stop sign. I know. I’m sorry.” “Don’t be sorry, you’re probably in a hurry.” “Yes, as a matter of fact, I am!” Hayley replied, slightly surprised by his genuine tone, “Thank you for understanding.” “Look, if you're expecting me to give you a ticket, I wouldn't. I think of my job as a service. I’m just trying to keep people safe.” “Well, you’re the best cop I’ve run into in a long time.” “You run into em’ often?” This made Hayley laugh nervously and she accidentally flung her lipstick she had been holding out the window. It whizzed past the officer’s head and started rolling down the street. “Oh god!” “Don't worry, I’ll get it for you.” He went and chased down the little rolling golden cylinder and brought it back to her. “Thank you so much. I’m such a clutz.” “No problem.” He paused an looked at her lips, “So, were you putting that on for me, or for whoever you’re heading home to?” “What?” This completely caught her off guard. “I could see you rushing to get dolled up in your rear view mirror.” “Oh no, I do that before I talk to anyone. I’m just nervous about how I look.” “I don’t understand why. You’re gorgeous.” Hayley felt her blood pressure rise. “Thanks. You’re not too bad either.” Hayley couldn’t believe she was saying what she was saying. “Well, I should get going. Nice talking to you. Get home safe.” The cop began walking back to his vehicle. “Wait! You forgot something!” “What?” He walked back over quickly. “My number.” Hayley scribbled it down on the back of some business card and handed it to him. “My name’s Hayley.” “I’m Jack. Nice to meet you, Hayley,” he started to walk away again. “Thanks,” he said, over his shoulder. * * * * * Hayley paused her story to gauge how Sarah was reacting so far, "And I didn't see him again until six months later I finally answered one of his texts." “No way. You cheated on Nathan with this guy?!” Apparently, Sarah was totally engrossed as they continued to walk down the street to the concert. “Yeah…” “WOW. But how did you end up actually hooking up with him?” “Well, I had no idea that this strange, awkward interaction would be so significant. But I have to say, Sarah, sleeping with him changed my life.” "Go on, go on," Sarah said peering deep into Hayley's eyes. And so, she continued her story: You still around? It’s Jack. The text shone straight into the back of her mind. Hayley thought about the repercussions of what she wanted to do. She had secretly despised Nathan for a long time, she simply could never find a way of denying herself the basic pleasures that she got from him: consistent sex, cuddles at night, a constant companion, and even sometimes breakfast in bed. But she was sick of it all. She wanted something that was in itself something to want. She wanted something that she would never have to fix. She needed a way out, a way to get Nathan to break up with her, and this was perfect. Yeah, I'm around. Want to come pick me up and go for a drive? She wrote back. Yeah, be over soon, be ready. Jack replied And so, Jack picked her up in his police car. After a brief exchange of how are ya's she started making out with him. No, he wasn’t wearing his uniform, but he had the same body and face as when she had seen him in it. They stopped kissing for a while and talked and laughed until they pulled up at his place. “I never thought you rolling through that stop sign would end up becoming you and me rolling up to my place,” Jack said. “Yeah, you do this often?” “No, not even once. You're the first gal I've pursued that I've met on job. I just like the way you make me feel.” Hayley kissed him again and said, “Well, how about we go upstairs and you can see how I really feel?” She took his hand and moved it onto her thigh and kissed him once more. After they got upstairs they went out on his porch and drank some whiskey. She kissed him again deeply. He got down on his knees, lifted her dress up, and started kissing her below her belly button. She felt herself heating up, but she turned absolutely hot when he suddenly pulled her underwear down just below her hips and slowly moved his tongue down, down, down until he sank deep into her lips. But he didn’t stay there long. He pulled away and let her panties snap back to her hips by their elastic strap. Then, he gracefully moved upwards to her breasts, lifting her dress up further and further until he got to her bra. At this point, she was already on the verge of coming. She wanted it to last for as long as it could so she pushed him away. This gave her a very brief amount of time to feel out what she wanted to do to him. “You’re so beautiful, come here,” Jack said. Hayley looked at him and was overwhelmed with her own desire. She had already took this risk, she was going to make Nathan horribly upset, she wasn’t going to waste this possible mistake on anything less than exactly what she wanted. She again felt deep down inside that same rage that she had when Nathan had pulled out of her and took off, but she also simultaneously wanted to be punished for cheating on him. To punish and be punished, this was all she wanted. But, one thing at a time, she told herself. “Do you have your handcuffs here?” “Yeah, in my dresser by the bed.” “I want to cuff your hands to the railing and then I want you to sit in this chair. After that I get to do whatever I want to you.” “You better be convincing,” he said, “because I don’t like to be restricted from doing what I want.” “I’ll make you forget about what you want,” Hayley said. “Take off your pants.” He did what she said. He was wearing white boxer briefs underneath. She could see his cock bulging against the cotton. Leaving her dress on, she took off her own underwear and came towards him. She put her hands against the wall and leaned towards him until her nose was almost touching his. “Now take off your underwear and your shirt,” she leaned away again and he took off his shirt revealing a gorgeous chest, toned but not overly muscular. When he took off his underwear she took his chin in her hand and started kissing him. Then she got on top of him, put him inside of her, and sank down as slowly as she wanted. She felt a kind of lust that she had never felt before. It was like one impulse in her body was demanding her whole body to obey. She had never slept with two men in such a short amount of time. It made her feel powerful and in control. She could feel his dick getting harder and harder inside of her. She knew it was the right time. She pulled away from him and held his chin. “Now can I get the cuffs?” “Yes.” He whispered. He could barely talk, the sissy. “They’re in my dresser by my bed.” “Stay here.” She moved quickly, gliding over the carpet. She opened the drawer and felt inside. There they were: glinting in the light thrown by a nearby bathroom. She went back to him, placed his hands behind him, and locked him to the balconies high railing. “What are you going to do now?” Jack asked. “That’s none of your business.” She grabbed him and let him slide deep inside of her. She sighed. It was good, but not perfect. She wanted to really take advantage of him. She turned around, facing away from him, and put one hand against the wall and the other against the railing to support herself. She felt behind her for his cock and noticed that it was even bigger. She backed into it and let loose everything she had. She closed her eyes. She had no idea how fast or hard she was pounding down into him. She lost touch of everything but her pleasure. She even started laughing because it seemed ridiculous to her that something could feel so good. It made the rest of her day tragically mundane. Then, she felt an orgasm begin to build. She slowed her pace down to match the waves of pleasure running through her body, down and up her spine, around and through her flesh. She could hear him moaning in pleasure behind her but she couldn’t care less… He was her criminal. She had caught him and now she was punishing him with her best weapon: her pleasure. Then, suddenly, he came in her. There is really nothing like that feeling in general, she loved to have Nathan come in her, but having it happen so unexpectedly from a stranger sent her into pure ecstasy, and, thanks to Nathan, it was all good: she was on birth control. Jack continued to pour into her, his body joining with her orgasm until finally she could barely move she was coming so hard. She slowly pushed through it, slowing down to a complete halt. He didn’t have the choice to pull out so she used him till he was no longer hard, then she pulled him out and turned around. His hands were bleeding all over the railing from yanking against the cuffs. “That was the best sex,” he said, panting, “I’ve ever had.” * * * * * * “And then what!” Sarah exclaimed, they could now see the concert ahead of them and it was starting to get really loud. “Then I unlocked the cuffs and said, ‘call me anytime’, and then I walked out the door and left him there. I called Nathan right after. He came back from Boston and picked his stuff up the next day.” Hayley finished. “Holy shit Hayley!” “Holy shit what?” A voice said behind them. It was Mark. Sarah’s boyfriend. A tall oafish looking fellow with a backwards baseball cap. “Hey Mark, how’s it going?” Hayley said. “Pretty shitily actually I just got off work.” He said slowly. “Oh, sorry you just got of work. Maybe you should go back!” Hayley said. “No I don’t want to go back to work at all.” Mark said. “I know. I was joking,” Hayley said. She hated Mark. “Arn’t you going to say hello to your girlfriend?” Sarah said, pressing up against him. “Yeah sorry,” he leaned in and kissed Sarah, “Your directions were kinda confusing on how to get here. It’s so hard to get anywhere without GPS.” “He broke his phone last week.” Sarah explained. “This is all very interesting but I’d like to go finally arrive at this concert we’ve been walking to for over an hour.” Hayley stated. “Yeah let’s go,” Sarah said taking Mark’s hand. “I’ll be right back, I got to go to the bathroom,” Mark said before taking off over the grass towards the porter potties. “OK…. meet us up front by the stage!” Sarah shouted. “God what is with him!?” Sarah said emphatically. “Sarah, no offense, but I can’t stand him. He’s just not worth it! You just like him because he’s comforting. Eight hours of cuddling a night is not worth twelve hours of being annoyed every day.” “How could you understand? You’re basically a whore now.” Sarah spat. “Oh is that what you think I am?” “Maybe you’re just afraid of being vulnerable.” “Yeah, that’s exactly how I felt when I was hand cuffing a cop to his own balcony: invulnerable. Invincible. I felt afraid! But I let that be apart of what I wanted and it was great. Face it Sarah, the only reason you’re still with that miserable idiot is because you’re too afraid of how uncomfortable it would be to break up with him.” Sarah was rendered speechless. “Well, if that’s true…. what should I do?” “Cheat on him. Now. At this concert.” “That’s horrible.” “Fine, I’ll seduce Mark then.” “You wouldn’t. He wouldn’t!” “I would and he would. He’s easy. And I’m a whore now, right?” Hayley felt the fire of her pleasure grow within her, “You better choose, Sarah, either you cheat on him, or he cheats on you with me.” By this point the two were pushing through the crowd towards the stage where the majority of the audience was dancing. The music rang out of a series of hanging speakers all over the park where little kids played, the elderly drank wine on blankets, and teenagers ran wild with pieces of gossip. The band was playing some kind of rock. Hayley joined in with the dancing and quickly found a man that she had attraction for. She lost track of Sarah. She felt the man’s hand take the side of her body and then her hand. “You like to dance?” He shouted. “Oh yeah!” Hayley exclaimed happily. They started dancing. She felt bright and light. She looked at him and took his hand and put it on her back. He pulled her in closer and they started making out. When Hayley opened her eyes she saw Sarah making out with another guy just behind her, and not only that!Mark was watching from the crowd with his mouth gaping open. Was he going to get violent? Sarah pulled away from the guy she was making out with and began dancing with the general crowd again. She had not seen that Mark was watching her yet. She looked at Hayley and smiled. Hayley gestured to where Mark was standing with his mouth wide open. Sarah locked eyes with Mark. What happened next shocked Hayley. Sarah walked up to Mark, took his hand, pulled him into dance, and started making out with him!Mark seemed to love it. Well… not quite what Hayley had wanted for her best friend. But still…. who knew. The sun was only just beginning to set. Suddenly, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around. It was Jack. In uniform. “Mam, I’m going to have to ask you to come with me.” Hayley played along. “Why?” “For reckless behavior in public. You’re disturbing some of the people around you.” “Fine.” She left Sarah and Mark behind. They were still engaged in a remarkably passionate make out session. Jack grabbed her hand, “Just this way, miss.” He parted the crowd as he went. He looked back at her and smiled. They reached the grass, past the main crowd. “Now listen. I’ve seen you around town a lot. And every time I see you you’re always causing trouble. Why are you always trying to upset the peace?” He asked her, looking into her eyes. Hayley was trying not to laugh. What a crazy night already! “Is that what you’re accusing me of, officer, upsetting the peace?” “No. Of lewd public behavior. But I’m gonna let you slide this time.” “Alright, so are we done talking here? Say by the way, haven't you let me slide before? Don't I know you?” Jack smiled. “Yeah, how about we have this conversation in a more secluded place?” “Sorry, babe, I’ve gotta get back to my friend. Maybe later though. Besides, you’ve got work to do. I don’t want to get you in trouble.” “You got me in trouble the moment you looked at me.” Jack leaned forward and kissed her. “Good to know, Jack,” Hayley said. Then she slapped him on the ass and walked back towards the stage and crowd. “See you around!” “When am I gonna see you again!” He shouted. “When I want to see you again!” She could now see into where she had left Sarah behind with Mark. They were no longer there. She checked her phone. A text was waiting on the screen from Sarah: “Went home with Mark, ” it read. Well, well, well.She thought. All that walking for nothing. Show's how much she was here for the music... “When’s that?” She heard Jack shout. “On second thought,” she said, turning back to him, “would it be possible if I talked to you alone in your car?” “I don’t see why not.” They walked side by side, not talking or touching, until the door closed to his vehicle. He turned on his car and flipped the sirens on. He looked at her. Hayley grinned. “Let’s head over to the police station and see what we can do to get me fired.” Then they sped off into the spring night.
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Hayley walked through town with her best friend Sarah. They were on route to an outdoor concert in the park situated in the middle of town. It was a beautiful spring day and she had the whole weekend off to wander and do as she pleased. The warm pollinated air fell in invisible folds around her body. She wore a soft spring dress with no bra for comfort. As she walked down the peopled sidewalk she completely lost herself in the passing bodies. It was as if every young man with a little spirit in his walk might be someone to make love to, any beautiful girl her age might be someone to kiss, and any young attractive couple might be something to split up. In short, Hayley was incredibly turned on. It was as if her whole afternoon were a wet dream. “Hey, you alright?” Sarah touched Hayley’s shoulder. “Yeah, why?” Hayley responded as she turned her head to catch the backside of a suited young man who'd been walking closer and closer towards them for the past minute. He wasn’t as attractive as she’d hoped, but, he did have a great body. “You’ve been quiet for like two minutes.” “Really?” Sarah still hadn’t really zeroed in on Sarah’s feelings, she had enough to process just on her own. “Yeah, what’s up? I usually couldn’t shut you up even if I put my hand over your mouth.” “Should I be talking more? You know, it’s odd, but I feel really calm. Maybe I’ve changed!” Hayley was normally the talker, and Sarah the listener, but she wasn’t filling her normal role today. “Alright, before you launch into your new autobiography let me call Mark. He doesn’t know where to meet us.” “Mark doesn’t ever know where to go.” “He’s not as dumb as you think, Hayley.” Sarah replied, smiling while she put her phone to her face. “I never said your boyfriend is dumb I just think he’s completely lost.” “Hey Mark!” Sarah ignored the comment as Mark’s grumpy voice came through her phone. Hayley tried to completely ignore the couple’s conversation. She found a nearby bench to sit down on while she waited for the chatter to end. Over the past month Hayley had developed an anti-couples attitude. She was all for a long term lover, but she looked down on her girlfriends who were hoping to fall in love or supposedly were already in love. Most of them simply were not in love. They confused comfort for passion. Yes: it was so hard to be alone. Yes: it was so hard not being adored. Yes. Yes. Look, she got it. She had been someone’s raison d’être. She had fallen in love during college and experienced the delicate world of an intimate relationship for three long years. But she had since felt the pull of greater passions. She didn’t even have to remember the night she cheated on that wimp. It was on a fall night and a cold rain was coming down. She sat trying to do her French homework but was too hopelessly sexually alive to let alone use her own language of English in any other way than: give it to me. Nathan, her boyfriend, had only an hour ago been lying with her, making love to her, gripping her back and hips, pushing inside of her again and again and again until suddenly an alarm had gone off. “Shit! It’s almost 10:30! I’m going to miss my train,” he said as he reached to silence his alarm. “I’m so sorry but I gotta run.” He pulled out of her clumsily and jumped into his clothes. “It’s O.K,” Hayley said as she used all her mental energy to keep herself calm and not scream at him. She teetered on the edge of climaxing. Her eyes were still closed and her mouth was still half open, about to cry out. “Shit I got to run. I love you. I’ll call you when I’m back.” Her boyfriend said as he slung a bag around his shoulder. “O.K. Bye.” She got up, put on her glasses, and looked in the mirror. Her skin was red with anger. “Hey,” Nathan could tell she was upset, “What’s the matter? I wish I could stay too!,” he said. Sarah didn’t respond. He knew Sarah was upset and he didn’t have time to deal with it. “Look, I love you. I’ll be back soon,“ and with that said, he slid out the door. She had never been so close to coming and then completely dropped to such a low. She was furious. The worst part was that his trip was not necessary. It wasn’t for work. It wasn’t for some family catastrophe. It was so he could go be around some old guy friend from his high school days. They’d probably sit together drinking and talk about the sex they had been having and about the girls who had spiked their interest besides their girlfriends. What the hell was the point when Hayley and him could actually be having sex! She felt like chasing Nathan down, tackling him off the path into the woods, and fucking him until he was too beat up to ever make it to a train again. She tried to get herself off for a few hours. It didn’t work. All her fantasies were about abusing Nathan, tying him up, binding him to a chair, and using him in whatever way she wanted. But it only brought pleasure to a part of her mind. She still wanted to be held by him. As usual, Hayley wanted multiple things at once. Nathan seemed to be able to let her want just one thing: him. Eventually her desire to dominate Nathan developed into a desire to be dominated, but not by any person, especially not him, not even any man, just–––well, by something. She wanted to tie herself up to something and work as hard as she could to just get something barely inside of her. She didn’t have a vibrator or a dildo, but she could invent something! Just as she was pulling apart her fridge she heard her phone release a ding! Who was it? Maybe Nathan had missed his train! She rushed to the phone. She blushed when she saw the message, because she really felt that it was far better than anything Nathan could’ve sent her: “You still around? It’s Jack,” and Jack…. was a cop. She wished she could find someone as good as he was that night. That night she had pushed Nathan and everything he represented forever away. She drifted out of her fantasy and her mind focused back on the town before her: on Sarah talking on the phone, on mothers walking children down the street. Nothing. Well, she thought, let the hunt begin. “Sorry that took so long Hayley!” Sarah was done with her conversation. “Oh no problem! I was entertaining myself. Are we going to meet him at the concert?” “Yeah. Let’s go.” Thank god, Sarah thought. Hayley realized that she had never told Sarah about what had happened the night she had cheated on Nathan. It had happened very recently so she was still not used to talking about how it had changed her. Besides, all of Nathan’s friends now hated her. It was uncomfortable to talk about. Sarah barely got to know him, and it was obvious Hayley didn’t care about the separation, so she didn’t really have a reason to care, but she probably would if Hayley told her why their relationship had ended. They continued walking to the concert. They could hear the musicians doing an echoey sound test in the distance. Partially to keep herself in a nice, comfortably turned on mood, and partially because she was already thinking about that night she had decided to leave Nathan, she had the desire to tell her best friend the story. “Did I ever tell you about when I slept with a cop?” “WHAT!” Sarah almost stopped in her tracks. “Yeah, and the real shocker is that it’s the reason why Nathan and I broke up.” “ You cheated on Nathan?” “Yeah.” “I thought you guys just broke up because you got bored, or at least that's what you made it sound like." "Well, that's a good general summary," Hayley said, smiling. "Maybe you have changed…,” Sarah said with a bit of anxiety in her voice. “But tell me everything before we run into Mark because he has a tendency to interrupt any time he’s not the center of attention.” So, Hayley began the story for her friend Sarah. A couple months before Nathan and Hayley got together she had gotten pulled over for rolling through a stop sign. She was almost across the intersection when the sirens blared and the red and blue lights rose up behind her. She nervously pulled over and then quickly put on some lip stick, lowered her left bra strap, and messed up her hair. She believed that if she could save herself money and time by just making herself a little more seductive, than why the hell. She waited for that typical cop to come up to her window: a dirty-deed riddled ugly aging gorilla haired sexually desperate man with two kids to yell at and a wife to cheat on. She watched his flashlight slowly wobble back and forth towards her car. She lowered her window as he lowered his flashlight and she instantly was surprised to find that she would not need to do much acting to convince the policeman that she thought he was handsome. Not only was he handsome; he was blazing hot. He had a small scar above his upper lip, which drew attention to the fact that his lips were the kind of lips you wanted to feel with your own for hours. He had dark eyebrows, dark blue eyes, a strong neck, the kind of neck that makes you feel like a vampire. Beautiful soft brown skin to feel against her own. Slow down, Hayley, she thought in the back of her mind, he could still be a complete douchebag. “Good evening, mam. I don’t know if you noticed or not, but––” Sarah rushed to complete his sentence and save his breath, “––I just rolled through a stop sign. I know. I’m sorry.” “Don’t be sorry, you’re probably in a hurry.” “Yes, as a matter of fact, I am!” Hayley replied, slightly surprised by his genuine tone, “Thank you for understanding.” “Look, if you're expecting me to give you a ticket, I wouldn't. I think of my job as a service. I’m just trying to keep people safe.” “Well, you’re the best cop I’ve run into in a long time.” “You run into em’ often?” This made Hayley laugh nervously and she accidentally flung her lipstick she had been holding out the window. It whizzed past the officer’s head and started rolling down the street. “Oh god!” “Don't worry, I’ll get it for you.” He went and chased down the little rolling golden cylinder and brought it back to her. “Thank you so much. I’m such a clutz.” “No problem.” He paused an looked at her lips, “So, were you putting that on for me, or for whoever you’re heading home to?” “What?” This completely caught her off guard. “I could see you rushing to get dolled up in your rear view mirror.” “Oh no, I do that before I talk to anyone. I’m just nervous about how I look.” “I don’t understand why. You’re gorgeous.” Hayley felt her blood pressure rise. “Thanks. You’re not too bad either.” Hayley couldn’t believe she was saying what she was saying. “Well, I should get going. Nice talking to you. Get home safe.” The cop began walking back to his vehicle. “Wait! You forgot something!” “What?” He walked back over quickly. “My number.” Hayley scribbled it down on the back of some business card and handed it to him. “My name’s Hayley.” “I’m Jack. Nice to meet you, Hayley,” he started to walk away again. “Thanks,” he said, over his shoulder. * * * * * Hayley paused her story to gauge how Sarah was reacting so far, "And I didn't see him again until six months later I finally answered one of his texts." “No way. You cheated on Nathan with this guy?!” Apparently, Sarah was totally engrossed as they continued to walk down the street to the concert. “Yeah…” “WOW. But how did you end up actually hooking up with him?” “Well, I had no idea that this strange, awkward interaction would be so significant. But I have to say, Sarah, sleeping with him changed my life.” "Go on, go on," Sarah said peering deep into Hayley's eyes. And so, she continued her story: You still around? It’s Jack. The text shone straight into the back of her mind. Hayley thought about the repercussions of what she wanted to do. She had secretly despised Nathan for a long time, she simply could never find a way of denying herself the basic pleasures that she got from him: consistent sex, cuddles at night, a constant companion, and even sometimes breakfast in bed. But she was sick of it all. She wanted something that was in itself something to want. She wanted something that she would never have to fix. She needed a way out, a way to get Nathan to break up with her, and this was perfect. Yeah, I'm around. Want to come pick me up and go for a drive? She wrote back. Yeah, be over soon, be ready. Jack replied And so, Jack picked her up in his police car. After a brief exchange of how are ya's she started making out with him. No, he wasn’t wearing his uniform, but he had the same body and face as when she had seen him in it. They stopped kissing for a while and talked and laughed until they pulled up at his place. “I never thought you rolling through that stop sign would end up becoming you and me rolling up to my place,” Jack said. “Yeah, you do this often?” “No, not even once. You're the first gal I've pursued that I've met on job. I just like the way you make me feel.” Hayley kissed him again and said, “Well, how about we go upstairs and you can see how I really feel?” She took his hand and moved it onto her thigh and kissed him once more. After they got upstairs they went out on his porch and drank some whiskey. She kissed him again deeply. He got down on his knees, lifted her dress up, and started kissing her below her belly button. She felt herself heating up, but she turned absolutely hot when he suddenly pulled her underwear down just below her hips and slowly moved his tongue down, down, down until he sank deep into her lips. But he didn’t stay there long. He pulled away and let her panties snap back to her hips by their elastic strap. Then, he gracefully moved upwards to her breasts, lifting her dress up further and further until he got to her bra. At this point, she was already on the verge of coming. She wanted it to last for as long as it could so she pushed him away. This gave her a very brief amount of time to feel out what she wanted to do to him. “You’re so beautiful, come here,” Jack said. Hayley looked at him and was overwhelmed with her own desire. She had already took this risk, she was going to make Nathan horribly upset, she wasn’t going to waste this possible mistake on anything less than exactly what she wanted. She again felt deep down inside that same rage that she had when Nathan had pulled out of her and took off, but she also simultaneously wanted to be punished for cheating on him. To punish and be punished, this was all she wanted. But, one thing at a time, she told herself. “Do you have your handcuffs here?” “Yeah, in my dresser by the bed.” “I want to cuff your hands to the railing and then I want you to sit in this chair. After that I get to do whatever I want to you.” “You better be convincing,” he said, “because I don’t like to be restricted from doing what I want.” “I’ll make you forget about what you want,” Hayley said. “Take off your pants.” He did what she said. He was wearing white boxer briefs underneath. She could see his cock bulging against the cotton. Leaving her dress on, she took off her own underwear and came towards him. She put her hands against the wall and leaned towards him until her nose was almost touching his. “Now take off your underwear and your shirt,” she leaned away again and he took off his shirt revealing a gorgeous chest, toned but not overly muscular. When he took off his underwear she took his chin in her hand and started kissing him. Then she got on top of him, put him inside of her, and sank down as slowly as she wanted. She felt a kind of lust that she had never felt before. It was like one impulse in her body was demanding her whole body to obey. She had never slept with two men in such a short amount of time. It made her feel powerful and in control. She could feel his dick getting harder and harder inside of her. She knew it was the right time. She pulled away from him and held his chin. “Now can I get the cuffs?” “Yes.” He whispered. He could barely talk, the sissy. “They’re in my dresser by my bed.” “Stay here.” She moved quickly, gliding over the carpet. She opened the drawer and felt inside. There they were: glinting in the light thrown by a nearby bathroom. She went back to him, placed his hands behind him, and locked him to the balconies high railing. “What are you going to do now?” Jack asked. “That’s none of your business.” She grabbed him and let him slide deep inside of her. She sighed. It was good, but not perfect. She wanted to really take advantage of him. She turned around, facing away from him, and put one hand against the wall and the other against the railing to support herself. She felt behind her for his cock and noticed that it was even bigger. She backed into it and let loose everything she had. She closed her eyes. She had no idea how fast or hard she was pounding down into him. She lost touch of everything but her pleasure. She even started laughing because it seemed ridiculous to her that something could feel so good. It made the rest of her day tragically mundane. Then, she felt an orgasm begin to build. She slowed her pace down to match the waves of pleasure running through her body, down and up her spine, around and through her flesh. She could hear him moaning in pleasure behind her but she couldn’t care less… He was her criminal. She had caught him and now she was punishing him with her best weapon: her pleasure. Then, suddenly, he came in her. There is really nothing like that feeling in general, she loved to have Nathan come in her, but having it happen so unexpectedly from a stranger sent her into pure ecstasy, and, thanks to Nathan, it was all good: she was on birth control. Jack continued to pour into her, his body joining with her orgasm until finally she could barely move she was coming so hard. She slowly pushed through it, slowing down to a complete halt. He didn’t have the choice to pull out so she used him till he was no longer hard, then she pulled him out and turned around. His hands were bleeding all over the railing from yanking against the cuffs. “That was the best sex,” he said, panting, “I’ve ever had.” * * * * * * “And then what!” Sarah exclaimed, they could now see the concert ahead of them and it was starting to get really loud. “Then I unlocked the cuffs and said, ‘call me anytime’, and then I walked out the door and left him there. I called Nathan right after. He came back from Boston and picked his stuff up the next day.” Hayley finished. “Holy shit Hayley!” “Holy shit what?” A voice said behind them. It was Mark. Sarah’s boyfriend. A tall oafish looking fellow with a backwards baseball cap. “Hey Mark, how’s it going?” Hayley said. “Pretty shitily actually I just got off work.” He said slowly. “Oh, sorry you just got of work. Maybe you should go back!” Hayley said. “No I don’t want to go back to work at all.” Mark said. “I know. I was joking,” Hayley said. She hated Mark. “Arn’t you going to say hello to your girlfriend?” Sarah said, pressing up against him. “Yeah sorry,” he leaned in and kissed Sarah, “Your directions were kinda confusing on how to get here. It’s so hard to get anywhere without GPS.” “He broke his phone last week.” Sarah explained. “This is all very interesting but I’d like to go finally arrive at this concert we’ve been walking to for over an hour.” Hayley stated. “Yeah let’s go,” Sarah said taking Mark’s hand. “I’ll be right back, I got to go to the bathroom,” Mark said before taking off over the grass towards the porter potties. “OK…. meet us up front by the stage!” Sarah shouted. “God what is with him!?” Sarah said emphatically. “Sarah, no offense, but I can’t stand him. He’s just not worth it! You just like him because he’s comforting. Eight hours of cuddling a night is not worth twelve hours of being annoyed every day.” “How could you understand? You’re basically a whore now.” Sarah spat. “Oh is that what you think I am?” “Maybe you’re just afraid of being vulnerable.” “Yeah, that’s exactly how I felt when I was hand cuffing a cop to his own balcony: invulnerable. Invincible. I felt afraid! But I let that be apart of what I wanted and it was great. Face it Sarah, the only reason you’re still with that miserable idiot is because you’re too afraid of how uncomfortable it would be to break up with him.” Sarah was rendered speechless. “Well, if that’s true…. what should I do?” “Cheat on him. Now. At this concert.” “That’s horrible.” “Fine, I’ll seduce Mark then.” “You wouldn’t. He wouldn’t!” “I would and he would. He’s easy. And I’m a whore now, right?” Hayley felt the fire of her pleasure grow within her, “You better choose, Sarah, either you cheat on him, or he cheats on you with me.” By this point the two were pushing through the crowd towards the stage where the majority of the audience was dancing. The music rang out of a series of hanging speakers all over the park where little kids played, the elderly drank wine on blankets, and teenagers ran wild with pieces of gossip. The band was playing some kind of rock. Hayley joined in with the dancing and quickly found a man that she had attraction for. She lost track of Sarah. She felt the man’s hand take the side of her body and then her hand. “You like to dance?” He shouted. “Oh yeah!” Hayley exclaimed happily. They started dancing. She felt bright and light. She looked at him and took his hand and put it on her back. He pulled her in closer and they started making out. When Hayley opened her eyes she saw Sarah making out with another guy just behind her, and not only that!Mark was watching from the crowd with his mouth gaping open. Was he going to get violent? Sarah pulled away from the guy she was making out with and began dancing with the general crowd again. She had not seen that Mark was watching her yet. She looked at Hayley and smiled. Hayley gestured to where Mark was standing with his mouth wide open. Sarah locked eyes with Mark. What happened next shocked Hayley. Sarah walked up to Mark, took his hand, pulled him into dance, and started making out with him!Mark seemed to love it. Well… not quite what Hayley had wanted for her best friend. But still…. who knew. The sun was only just beginning to set. Suddenly, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around. It was Jack. In uniform. “Mam, I’m going to have to ask you to come with me.” Hayley played along. “Why?” “For reckless behavior in public. You’re disturbing some of the people around you.” “Fine.” She left Sarah and Mark behind. They were still engaged in a remarkably passionate make out session. Jack grabbed her hand, “Just this way, miss.” He parted the crowd as he went. He looked back at her and smiled. They reached the grass, past the main crowd. “Now listen. I’ve seen you around town a lot. And every time I see you you’re always causing trouble. Why are you always trying to upset the peace?” He asked her, looking into her eyes. Hayley was trying not to laugh. What a crazy night already! “Is that what you’re accusing me of, officer, upsetting the peace?” “No. Of lewd public behavior. But I’m gonna let you slide this time.” “Alright, so are we done talking here? Say by the way, haven't you let me slide before? Don't I know you?” Jack smiled. “Yeah, how about we have this conversation in a more secluded place?” “Sorry, babe, I’ve gotta get back to my friend. Maybe later though. Besides, you’ve got work to do. I don’t want to get you in trouble.” “You got me in trouble the moment you looked at me.” Jack leaned forward and kissed her. “Good to know, Jack,” Hayley said. Then she slapped him on the ass and walked back towards the stage and crowd. “See you around!” “When am I gonna see you again!” He shouted. “When I want to see you again!” She could now see into where she had left Sarah behind with Mark. They were no longer there. She checked her phone. A text was waiting on the screen from Sarah: “Went home with Mark, ” it read. Well, well, well.She thought. All that walking for nothing. Show's how much she was here for the music... “When’s that?” She heard Jack shout. “On second thought,” she said, turning back to him, “would it be possible if I talked to you alone in your car?” “I don’t see why not.” They walked side by side, not talking or touching, until the door closed to his vehicle. He turned on his car and flipped the sirens on. He looked at her. Hayley grinned. “Let’s head over to the police station and see what we can do to get me fired.” Then they sped off into the spring night.
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The night that I will never forget and that I will never have again happened on June 20th 2010 on the port of Barcelona on the Independence of the Seas room 9666. My name is Elliot I had gone away with my family this was to be my last holiday with my family being 18 and going to university of central Lancashire, so it was a big one my mum had never been one for flying so we hadn't had a proper holiday for years we had been camping but it wasn't for us and we left on the 3rd day. We had saved for years, we sailed from Southampton the ship was docked in Europe's top cities Lisbon, Majorca, Genoa, Naples, Sicily and finally the place where it all happened Barcelona. We had just left Messina Harbour in Sicily and thus far it had been a big disappointment this holiday it was fully of either O.A.P's waiting for the grim reaper to pay them a visit or kids running about basically being kids, nobody who I was really interested in I spent my days reading something I didn't do a lot and my nights in the gym something I did even less of. The night I will never forgot started like any other night on the cruise I had been bored for most of day but we had just docked in Barcelona and the view was unquestionable beautiful. I was on my way down to a gym I know would be empty and was ready to pump some iron. I began my work out starting with a few bicep curls, a run, finally some bench presses and then on my 3rd rep I heard a noise, I looked up and there was someone in my gym, IN MY GYM!!! He looked at me, I quickly turned around and carried on my reps. "excuse me" I jumped and dropped the weight on my chest, the man quickly came round and took the weight off myself. "You ok" I coughed as I got up "yea fine" lying "Do you need some help" "No" "Please I insist I can tell yours new to this I've been watching" Watching I thought to myself has he be spying on me!? I was no Schwarzy but I was certainly no stick figure either. I reluctantly agreed. I layed back down and he moved over into the spotter position, knowing his balls where just centimetres from my head started to turn me on I had always been a little bi curious and I had considered trying it out but never found the courage or confidence to do it. "9, 10 done" my cock had thankfully only gone semi I thought he won't notice that “come on fella time to hit the shower?” in a confident voice giving me no choice to comply, I simply followed. I started to get undressed taking off my shirt then wrapped a towel round my waist and shacking my hips trying to get my shorts off, I could feel eyes burning into me I looked up. “You don’t have to be so modest” A look of questioning across my face. “I have seen a cock before” explaining himself “and what were you going to do wear your towel in the shower” feeling a little embarrassed I dropped it, I had never revealed myself to a man before and I felt excited and it showed. “looks like your spouting wood pal” I felt myself go red in the face with embarrassment I looked for the nearest exit, but before I could run he said “Don’t worry I am too” What the hell was going on here I thought my mind was going a mile a minute. He took his shorts off revealing his semi hard dick and my thoughts all of sudden became transfixed on it. I had to take my eyes off it, we began to small talk, he told me he was part of the crew's entertainer called Ryan that he was a DJ but with the lack of young people on board he'd been forced to help with the formal balls. I told him of my utter boredom. "Well, Elliott, you could take advantage of may company" "Ok what have you got in mind?" a little unsure what he meant. He took my hand we got dressed and led me out of the gym, quickly down the stairs all the way to the 3rd deck we came to a door saying staff only, we raced though the door. He told me to hush, I looked over and we were on the very top floor of the dance performance that night, damn it was good. I could feel his body next to mine and my cock began to stir I moved my body into his and his hands began to explore my body, he began at my lower back moving up and down with every stroke he got lower and lower till eventually he ended up on my ass. I lifted up and he squeezed tighter, he ran his fingers up and down trying to find my hole though the material of my shorts, all the while we were both watching the dancing in front of us. He picked me up without saying anything and told me he was taking me somewhere. He held my hand all the way up the stairs getting quizzical looks from the ladies and gentlemen in the their formal dresses and suits. *************** We stopped on up to deck 9 room 9666 he pulled out his key card he led me into the empty room. As soon as the door shut are bodies and mouths were firmly pressed together, hands exploring each other’s horny bodies. Ryan’s body was firm I felt under his shirt I could tell he went to the gym more than I did his back muscles were huge and I could feel each individual abdominal muscle, the sexual tension that had been growing since we met releasing, the kiss was broken, he said to stay he needed to get something, I didn't complain I knew what he was going to get. I was left with only thoughts my head a wash with thoughts, should I do this? I took a deep breath did I want this is? I was stuck in two minds on the one hand what if somebody found out, would I be cast away to live and die on my own? Ok I was imagining the worst scenario but that’s what I do. On the other hand I had always wanted this and this was an opportunity to have it and then get back to my life back home. My hand went to the handle on the door I was about to leave. No I want this. I waited by the balcony for him to return, the door opened the light from the hallway crept into the room quickly disappeared as the door closed. I stood leaning over the railing admiring the view of Barcelona, he came up from behind me and wrapped his hands around my body, his hard cock pressed against my ass his hands exploring my body moving down my stomach and rubbing the lump that had appeared in the front of my shorts. His hands went flat against my stomach and moved under the elastic band and wrapped his hands around my increasingly growing cock. "Are you ready" No reply was needed I simply shook my head and he led me inside, pushing me down on to the bed he leaned in and began kissing me with all the passion as before, the kiss was so good, his lips were very soft, with the right amount of moisture, he began slowly pushing his tongue against min, after about a minute he broke the kiss, beginning to kiss and suck on my neck. He removed my shirt and quickly removed my shorts my cock bulging though the material of my boxers. His lips found my nipples, my breathing became slower and I began to moan "Ryan that feels so gooood" in the horniest voice I had. "You want to feel even better" I bit my lip and nodded my head. He kissed down my stomach, I spread my legs. His kisses continued down over my stomach cruelly missing my cock, instead he kissed down the inside of my thigh and back up, getting closer and closer to my cock then going back down, teasing me making me want it so badly. He eventually kissed my cock though my boxers he brought his hands up and gripped around waistband of my boxers and slowly revealed the 7-inch cock I had in my pants. He took it gently into his hand and ran his tongue up and down his shaft, making it all wet, he reached the top again and engulfed half of my hard cock, he started running his fingers over my anal opening whilst he was sucking on it so delightfully. I looked down on him grabbed his shirt and ripped it off his body revealing his impressive pecks and abs, he continued to suck moving his mouth up and down deep throating I moaned in ecstasy while his finger softly caressed my ass. I pushed him back I was hungry for him, I had against the wall, I fell to my knees and my hands rapidly attacked the buttons on his pants. One by one till they fell down, I ran my hands over the skintight underwear his cock bulging begging to be let out. I pulled them down slowly his rock hard horny cock in front of my face, I moved my hand and grasped it stroking him up and down he began to moan "mmmm faster" I complied. I was hungry for him now I kissed his cock up and I moved down to his balls hanging there and took one and then the other in my mouth still stroking his cock now leaking pre-cum. I took my mouth and licked the liquid off the end, I opened my mouth taking his head in my mouth and licking the underneath of his bell end he tasted gorgeous. I continued to suck taking all of him in his mouth till I was ball deep and could feel him in my throat. "I don't want to cum yet" I wondered why, he picked me up and kissed me deeply and took me to the bed and lay on top of me kissing me passionately, he turned me over lifting my ass in the air as he turned me over. "Your going to love this" taking his tongue he licked from the bottom of my balls over my ass continuing it that motion I moaned "your right I do love that" he moved over picking something out of the bag he brought to the room, I heard something squirt out then a warm feeling over my opening. He told me to relax and I felt a finger probing me, at first just one, then another going in and out, faster and faster. "Are you ready" I couldn't reply quickly enough but reminded him to go slow. His cock rubbing over my opening pressing against my opening the pressure starting to part me, his cock head entered me something I had yearned for so many years but could never find the courage to do so. My breathing became deeper and longer trying to relax my muscle allowing him to enter my further, The pain subsided to pleasure and it started to feel wonderfully natural having a cock in my ass he must have felt me relaxing as he started to pull out and push back in. His thrusting became faster and faster, deeper and deeper his cock nearly leaving me to being ball deep inside, his balls slapping against mine he wrapped his hands around my cock stroking me with every thrust of his. I was close his cock brushing against my prostate was too much and I came in buckets all landing underneath me, he released my cock to concentrate on his orgasm. He grabbed my hips for leverage, I felt him tense up and thrust deep into my. Then I felt a warm feeling in ass, he came deep inside me, we collapsed in a heap landing in my cum, his softening cock left my body and could feel his cum dripping out my now wide opening. Once our breathing returned to normal, he turned and asked if I needed a shower, I did I was awfully sweaty. I switched the shower on I was left to digest what had happened in only a couple of hours, cum still dripping out of me. I washed myself but left my ass alone seeing it as my reward, as I was drying myself and made a decision I have regretted ever since, he was lay a sleep on the bed I got dressed kissed his forehead and took one last look at his body and the cock that had gave me so much pleasure and left. I kept my head down for the rest of the holiday and got on with life never to see Ryan again.
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The night that I will never forget and that I will never have again happened on June 20th 2010 on the port of Barcelona on the Independence of the Seas room 9666. My name is Elliot I had gone away with my family this was to be my last holiday with my family being 18 and going to university of central Lancashire, so it was a big one my mum had never been one for flying so we hadn't had a proper holiday for years we had been camping but it wasn't for us and we left on the 3rd day. We had saved for years, we sailed from Southampton the ship was docked in Europe's top cities Lisbon, Majorca, Genoa, Naples, Sicily and finally the place where it all happened Barcelona. We had just left Messina Harbour in Sicily and thus far it had been a big disappointment this holiday it was fully of either O.A.P's waiting for the grim reaper to pay them a visit or kids running about basically being kids, nobody who I was really interested in I spent my days reading something I didn't do a lot and my nights in the gym something I did even less of. The night I will never forgot started like any other night on the cruise I had been bored for most of day but we had just docked in Barcelona and the view was unquestionable beautiful. I was on my way down to a gym I know would be empty and was ready to pump some iron. I began my work out starting with a few bicep curls, a run, finally some bench presses and then on my 3rd rep I heard a noise, I looked up and there was someone in my gym, IN MY GYM!!! He looked at me, I quickly turned around and carried on my reps. "excuse me" I jumped and dropped the weight on my chest, the man quickly came round and took the weight off myself. "You ok" I coughed as I got up "yea fine" lying "Do you need some help" "No" "Please I insist I can tell yours new to this I've been watching" Watching I thought to myself has he be spying on me!? I was no Schwarzy but I was certainly no stick figure either. I reluctantly agreed. I layed back down and he moved over into the spotter position, knowing his balls where just centimetres from my head started to turn me on I had always been a little bi curious and I had considered trying it out but never found the courage or confidence to do it. "9, 10 done" my cock had thankfully only gone semi I thought he won't notice that “come on fella time to hit the shower?” in a confident voice giving me no choice to comply, I simply followed. I started to get undressed taking off my shirt then wrapped a towel round my waist and shacking my hips trying to get my shorts off, I could feel eyes burning into me I looked up. “You don’t have to be so modest” A look of questioning across my face. “I have seen a cock before” explaining himself “and what were you going to do wear your towel in the shower” feeling a little embarrassed I dropped it, I had never revealed myself to a man before and I felt excited and it showed. “looks like your spouting wood pal” I felt myself go red in the face with embarrassment I looked for the nearest exit, but before I could run he said “Don’t worry I am too” What the hell was going on here I thought my mind was going a mile a minute. He took his shorts off revealing his semi hard dick and my thoughts all of sudden became transfixed on it. I had to take my eyes off it, we began to small talk, he told me he was part of the crew's entertainer called Ryan that he was a DJ but with the lack of young people on board he'd been forced to help with the formal balls. I told him of my utter boredom. "Well, Elliott, you could take advantage of may company" "Ok what have you got in mind?" a little unsure what he meant. He took my hand we got dressed and led me out of the gym, quickly down the stairs all the way to the 3rd deck we came to a door saying staff only, we raced though the door. He told me to hush, I looked over and we were on the very top floor of the dance performance that night, damn it was good. I could feel his body next to mine and my cock began to stir I moved my body into his and his hands began to explore my body, he began at my lower back moving up and down with every stroke he got lower and lower till eventually he ended up on my ass. I lifted up and he squeezed tighter, he ran his fingers up and down trying to find my hole though the material of my shorts, all the while we were both watching the dancing in front of us. He picked me up without saying anything and told me he was taking me somewhere. He held my hand all the way up the stairs getting quizzical looks from the ladies and gentlemen in the their formal dresses and suits. *************** We stopped on up to deck 9 room 9666 he pulled out his key card he led me into the empty room. As soon as the door shut are bodies and mouths were firmly pressed together, hands exploring each other’s horny bodies. Ryan’s body was firm I felt under his shirt I could tell he went to the gym more than I did his back muscles were huge and I could feel each individual abdominal muscle, the sexual tension that had been growing since we met releasing, the kiss was broken, he said to stay he needed to get something, I didn't complain I knew what he was going to get. I was left with only thoughts my head a wash with thoughts, should I do this? I took a deep breath did I want this is? I was stuck in two minds on the one hand what if somebody found out, would I be cast away to live and die on my own? Ok I was imagining the worst scenario but that’s what I do. On the other hand I had always wanted this and this was an opportunity to have it and then get back to my life back home. My hand went to the handle on the door I was about to leave. No I want this. I waited by the balcony for him to return, the door opened the light from the hallway crept into the room quickly disappeared as the door closed. I stood leaning over the railing admiring the view of Barcelona, he came up from behind me and wrapped his hands around my body, his hard cock pressed against my ass his hands exploring my body moving down my stomach and rubbing the lump that had appeared in the front of my shorts. His hands went flat against my stomach and moved under the elastic band and wrapped his hands around my increasingly growing cock. "Are you ready" No reply was needed I simply shook my head and he led me inside, pushing me down on to the bed he leaned in and began kissing me with all the passion as before, the kiss was so good, his lips were very soft, with the right amount of moisture, he began slowly pushing his tongue against min, after about a minute he broke the kiss, beginning to kiss and suck on my neck. He removed my shirt and quickly removed my shorts my cock bulging though the material of my boxers. His lips found my nipples, my breathing became slower and I began to moan "Ryan that feels so gooood" in the horniest voice I had. "You want to feel even better" I bit my lip and nodded my head. He kissed down my stomach, I spread my legs. His kisses continued down over my stomach cruelly missing my cock, instead he kissed down the inside of my thigh and back up, getting closer and closer to my cock then going back down, teasing me making me want it so badly. He eventually kissed my cock though my boxers he brought his hands up and gripped around waistband of my boxers and slowly revealed the 7-inch cock I had in my pants. He took it gently into his hand and ran his tongue up and down his shaft, making it all wet, he reached the top again and engulfed half of my hard cock, he started running his fingers over my anal opening whilst he was sucking on it so delightfully. I looked down on him grabbed his shirt and ripped it off his body revealing his impressive pecks and abs, he continued to suck moving his mouth up and down deep throating I moaned in ecstasy while his finger softly caressed my ass. I pushed him back I was hungry for him, I had against the wall, I fell to my knees and my hands rapidly attacked the buttons on his pants. One by one till they fell down, I ran my hands over the skintight underwear his cock bulging begging to be let out. I pulled them down slowly his rock hard horny cock in front of my face, I moved my hand and grasped it stroking him up and down he began to moan "mmmm faster" I complied. I was hungry for him now I kissed his cock up and I moved down to his balls hanging there and took one and then the other in my mouth still stroking his cock now leaking pre-cum. I took my mouth and licked the liquid off the end, I opened my mouth taking his head in my mouth and licking the underneath of his bell end he tasted gorgeous. I continued to suck taking all of him in his mouth till I was ball deep and could feel him in my throat. "I don't want to cum yet" I wondered why, he picked me up and kissed me deeply and took me to the bed and lay on top of me kissing me passionately, he turned me over lifting my ass in the air as he turned me over. "Your going to love this" taking his tongue he licked from the bottom of my balls over my ass continuing it that motion I moaned "your right I do love that" he moved over picking something out of the bag he brought to the room, I heard something squirt out then a warm feeling over my opening. He told me to relax and I felt a finger probing me, at first just one, then another going in and out, faster and faster. "Are you ready" I couldn't reply quickly enough but reminded him to go slow. His cock rubbing over my opening pressing against my opening the pressure starting to part me, his cock head entered me something I had yearned for so many years but could never find the courage to do so. My breathing became deeper and longer trying to relax my muscle allowing him to enter my further, The pain subsided to pleasure and it started to feel wonderfully natural having a cock in my ass he must have felt me relaxing as he started to pull out and push back in. His thrusting became faster and faster, deeper and deeper his cock nearly leaving me to being ball deep inside, his balls slapping against mine he wrapped his hands around my cock stroking me with every thrust of his. I was close his cock brushing against my prostate was too much and I came in buckets all landing underneath me, he released my cock to concentrate on his orgasm. He grabbed my hips for leverage, I felt him tense up and thrust deep into my. Then I felt a warm feeling in ass, he came deep inside me, we collapsed in a heap landing in my cum, his softening cock left my body and could feel his cum dripping out my now wide opening. Once our breathing returned to normal, he turned and asked if I needed a shower, I did I was awfully sweaty. I switched the shower on I was left to digest what had happened in only a couple of hours, cum still dripping out of me. I washed myself but left my ass alone seeing it as my reward, as I was drying myself and made a decision I have regretted ever since, he was lay a sleep on the bed I got dressed kissed his forehead and took one last look at his body and the cock that had gave me so much pleasure and left. I kept my head down for the rest of the holiday and got on with life never to see Ryan again.
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]Up to this point in my life most of my sexual exploits have come at the hand of younger women. For the past several years my business partners Jay, Bill and John have been trying to get Faith my girlfriend and me to partake in their swinger parties. I understand why the guys want to fuck Faith. To them she’s an attractive younger woman, perky breasts, tight ass, juicy tight pink pussy and an asshole that has only been fucked by me. It was a complete turn-on for the husbands of course; as for the wives, I was a much younger catch, who is able to keep it up longer than their husbands. Quite frankly I have a much better looking physique than my counter parts. Plus and this is the most important thing; Faith and I had not participated in their fuck parties, so we were considered swinger virgins, which seems to be a complete turn on for all of them. With my partners being swingers and keeping mistresses or boy toys, these people had plenty of sexual outlets. The sheer number of sexual partners they had over the years and combinations is really hard to comprehend. Faith and myself have been given invitation after invitation to partake in their escapades but our better judgment has prevailed so far. Now, John one of my business partners happened to be mentored by my father over 20 years prior to this. Cindy his second wife is fifteen years his junior and is a very enthusiastic woman when it comes to sex. For many years she has considered herself to be the character Ahab for my Moby Dick. I was her great white whale that continued to slip through her nets of sexual deceptions. There never seemed to be a time when we are together either for business or pleasure that Cindy doesn’t make it perfectly clear that she wants me to fuck her. One of the very sad things to see in life is an older woman constantly throwing herself at a younger man who continues to deny his young cock to her well-used and abused pussy. It is also very sad to see a woman fuck, every guy that comes through the door at their parties because her husband loves to jerk off as strangers fuck his wife in front of him. It is also extremely sad that she never new about a mistress John was keeping not only from her but from the rest of the group as well. As it was explained to me if Faith and myself were to become part of their inner circle was: You were allowed to share with as many partners as you wish either male or female with the group. You were allowed to fuck them at anytime you desired with out any consequences. John on the other hand kept his mistress all to himself. Now it was not uncommon for John to go out for the afternoon and have his escapades with the partner’s wives and their mistresses. I mean all the partners did. After being with the firm for a couple of years I noticed that when John would leave for the afternoon he would always mention where he was going. For the past several months he was very secretive about his whereabouts and he asked me to cover for him quite often. I kinda figured that it was strange John being so secretive and all but who was I to question where he was going the guy got pussy just about every day of his life. John was the most liberal of all the partners when it came to taking advantage of the swinger agreement. They all had to keep their sexual affairs between the partners, wives and mistresses, unless they were at a swinger party. It was only after John’s daughter Monica announced that she was to be married that things became very interesting. Now, because of the age difference between John and Cindy his daughters didn’t think of their stepmother as their mother but more as a friend. The girls new about their parents’ sexual habits and it didn’t seem to affect them all that much. John’s first wife had passed when the girls were a lot younger. John was left with two young girls to raise by himself. When Cindy came on the scene the relationship between the girls and John started to relax or so people thought until one particular afternoon. On that fateful afternoon John popped his head into my office and mentioned he was going out with Monica to get as many details done for her up coming wedding as possible. He asked me to take care of one semi-important call from a client who was looking for some details about her cheating husband. The call came in about ten minutes after John left, I relayed the info that John had for her and my afternoon was now free to do whatever I wanted. Now, I had a standing arrangement with Faith my girlfriend that I was allowed to fuck her best friend April like she was my own girlfriend. The two were more than best friends it was like they were sisters that shared everything and that included me. Over the last several years it was not uncommon that when I woke in the morning that both were in the same bed with me. I called Faith to see if she was able to get free for the afternoon and meet me at home for some afternoon delight. Unfortunately she was going to be stuck at work and asked if it was all right if I were to just call April to satisfy my sexual urges for the afternoon? Faith gave me her blessings to get laid and expressed that she was horny also and she would require my services later that evening. April met me at our hotel of choice for the afternoon and we both enjoyed each other’s company immensely. As usual, she was one hell of a lay and can suck cock like a Hoover vacuum sweeper. As we were leaving our hotel room there was a major surprise waiting for us. We both noticed a couple down the hallway in front of us – it was John and Monica coming out of a room together hand and hand. Now, there had to be a logical explanation as to why they were leaving the room. It could have been they were checking it out for family to stay for the wedding. Maybe it was for the girls in the wedding party to get dressed or doing their make-up. That went out the window very quickly as we tried to catch up to them. April and I were following them to the parking lot when John slapped Monica’s ass and she spun around and smiled at her father and said something that we couldn’t hear then grabbed his face and pushed her tongue down her father’s mouth. April and I stood there looking at each other in complete shock. We didn’t know what to say or do so we ducked behind the wall until they left. I have to admit her kiss gave me a little wood it was pretty damn hot seeing a young girl being aggressive with an older man even though it was sick and it was her father; we both felt that the best thing to do was to go home and not say anything to anybody. If that were the end of it this story it would end right here but as fate would play it’s hand it is not the end of the story. With just a few short weeks before the wedding Monica started showing her face in the office more and more apparently to obtain money to pay for the wedding from her father. I guess that blackmail has its place as John was shelling out thousands of dollars on Monica’s wedding and Monica continued to add more and more guests to the list. Monica was supposed to have a modest wedding with about 150 people but after their little rendezvous the list had more than doubled in the last few weeks. After Monica had left the office John buzzed me and asked me to go out for lunch. After several drinks John began to confide in me that Monica was out of control and since I was nearer in age to her and no one else was able to quell the storm of her spending; he begged me to take a stab at trying to put a stop to it all. I was quite uncomfortable with this task being John’s daughter and all but with everything that John had done for me over the past couple of years how could I refuse him. As I picked up the phone to call Monica there came a lot of apprehension on my part about speaking to her. For some reason I couldn’t get Monica’s kiss with her father out of my head. For the last several days when she would pop into the office I would get some strange feelings that in stomach and below my belt as well. I guess I knew her secret that she and her father were keeping. On the outside she was this prim and proper girl that never seemed to do anything wrong but I knew underneath all that lurked a dirty, nasty little whore just waiting to explode out of it’s shell. I also was paying much more attention to the way she was dressing, her hair and the perfume that she was wearing. It got so bad that the night before I called her Faith and I were fooling around in bed and as I was on top of her all I could do was imagine Monica’s face looking back up at me. At this point I knew I had to be careful she was the boss’ daughter and I needed to stay away from her even though deep in my loins my cock was aching to spread her pussy lips and fuck her. No matter what I felt when I met with her I had to be civil but cold and not let my feelings of wanting to treat her like a fuck toy interfere with the task at hand. My approach had to be simple I would try to reach out to Monica’s sensibilities. I was going let her know that she was spending more of her inheritance on one event than her father spent for her to go to college. She should let her common sense take over. I would let her know that she should be putting money away for her kids college funds and her retirement funds rather than on appetizers that would be gone in matter of minutes with nothing to show for it. We met later that afternoon at a coffee house and as hard as it was I kept my sexual impulses under control and got through our little talk without exposing my true feelings for the little twat. After speaking with her she agreed that she needed to slow down. She told me she still had just a few more inconsequential items to purchase. With such a short period of time her spending did come almost to a halt but instead of a lot of small purchases for a little bit of money, her purchases were fewer but at much higher price tags. John was still unhappy about the money and once again he ordered me to try and stop her at all costs as his savings was dwindling down to nothing. The feelings that were pent up below my belt for Monica were still there and her pussy was the obligatory off limits pussy. This of course made me want to fuck her pink slit all the more. Once again we were going to meet at the coffee shop and this time I needed to be cold and brutal with her and end her spending once and for all. When I arrived Monica was already waiting for me sitting on this little love seat reading Cosmo. She was sitting there with her legs crossed wearing this silver outfit that made her look so damn hot. It was this little bra like top and mini skirt that stopped very high on her thighs. Any higher and you could know what her religion was if you know what I mean. As hot as she looked sitting there with her hair draped around her face and covering her breasts she looked too damn cute for me to go off on her. I thought to my self, “Be cold and harsh so your cock doesn’t pop up and embarrass yourself.” I began and followed my plan to a tee and our conversation became so heated that the cat finally slipped out of the bag. I asked her, “How long will you blackmail your father for the things that he has done to you? Will you completely bankrupt him just to spite him and your sister Nicole who is innocent in this?” With her face slowly becoming redder by the second she put her hands to her face and asked. “Do you know about my father and I?” “Well a few weeks ago I was leaving the same hotel as you and your father and we noticed something that most father’s and daughter’s abstain from. Then when all the spending went crazy for the wedding I realized that you had decided to get exactly what you wanted. A huge wedding and a distain for your father that seems you will never let go. I have to tell you something that he has shared with me you have spent an enormous amount of money. Your dad is at the point where he is letting two of his private detectives go because he can no longer afford to hold on to them. Your father in the past several years has never mentioned anything about money until now.” I went on for about another twenty minutes or so and I guess I wasn’t paying attention but Monica started to pout and cry and I hadn’t even noticed. Monica’s sobbing became uncontrollable and I thought my words were too harsh for her and I immediately apologized to her. Seeing how I hurt her that she still looked so hot and here was my opportunity to hold her without it being sexual. I put my arms around her to console her and after a minute she looked up at me with her young brown eyes that were blood shot and said, “You don’t have to apologize – you just don’t understand – I’m in love with him – he – he was my first and most precious lover – I gave him my virginity because I loved him and he was such a lonely man – that afternoon when you caught us – my father cut me off – that was our last rendezvous because of my impending marriage – I don’t hate my father I’m in love with old bastard – He’s been fucking me for over ten years – way before Cindy married him. He wasn’t a swinger until he met her – she ruined him and made him into a sexual deviant, I was his sexual outlet at home – he fucked both Nicole and me, sometimes at the same time. Now, that has all come to an end and even though my future husband comes from wealth he is no match for my father in the bedroom.” She looked at me and she apologized to me for being a bitch. With that there came an unexpected kiss on the lips. I could no longer take it the sexual tension that I had for this chick became too much and there came the rise in my pants that was just as unexpected. With my new predicament raising my pants like a tent there was no way to avoid the situation. She said, “I guess you’re happy, huh? I thought you didn’t like me?” I said, “I don’t hate you – your father gave me this shitty detail because he doesn’t know how to deal with you anymore. For some reason since I saw you kiss your old man I’ve had all kinds of strange stirrings about you. I actually – I can’t believe I’m going to tell you this – the other night when Faith and I were doing it I imagined that you and I were fucking each other.” “Huh, that’s really interesting you know I do have some spare time – my father always told me. If you get a mans dick hard then it’s your job to fuck it, suck it or stroke it until it goes back down. My father is a wise man and I haven’t gotten laid in weeks! After what you said to me I think the best way for you to apologize to me is give me that stiff cock and let me stroke it, suck it and then fucking spread my legs and you can fuck me.” I thought to myself “Holy shit I can’t fuck this girl no matter how bad I want to or she wants to I’m going to lose my job this is fucking crazy.” I looked her in the eye and tried to deflect from what was happening and said, “Is everyone in your family so free sexually that you guys will just fuck anyone you want? You are going to get married in less than two weeks do you really want to have an affair that could stop your wedding and your happiness? I understand the long time sexual relationship with your father – as wrong as it is; why would you put your happiness at such a risk on an affair that has no chance of going anywhere? I mean it is completely meaningless – you don’t want to be with me. Save yourself for your husband and teach him how to make love to you so that you can be happy.” “Oh shit. Don’t be so self-righteous. I know that you fuck April and that you cheat on Faith all the time. You’re no better than me, or my family. You just choose to do it with fewer women than my father. Are you scared? Don’t be. No one will ever know that we fucked so close to my wedding. If you like me enough maybe our affair could continue longer than you think after I’m married. My father isn’t going to fuck me and talking with April and Faith they both brag that you are a good lover; so why not me? Are you too good for me? Is your convoluted morality so high brow that you think that you are lowering yourself to a level that is beneath you?” “No. All I know is that if I was two weeks away from my nuptials I would be completely monogamous. I would hope that the woman I have chosen is right for me and that we have worked out all our sexual wants and needs before the marriage. I am not scared. Faith and I have an open relationship. So, why not you?” At this point I figured what the fuck why not she hot and Faith wouldn’t care if I fucked this little twat she means nothing to me. “Is there anyone home at your house because Faith and April are at mine – we could go to a hotel for a couple of hours, what do you say?” She said, “Let’s go back to my place my dad and Cindy are going to one of their parties tonight. Just take me back and I’ll explain to my dad that you straightened me out and we can get buck naked and get really wild with no one home.” Off we went to John’s house when we got there just as planned Monica went out of her way to apologize to her father and she told him that when they had a lot more time they’d talk about their situation. John invited me into the kitchen for a beer and thanked me for everything. The girls went upstairs and about 20 minutes later Cindy came down wearing her typical slut wear. Monica invited me to stay and watch a movie and John whispered in my ear, “Keep her company for an hour or so, thanks, see you tomorrow at work.” Out the door they went and the two of us went into the family room where she put on a movie. Monica turned and said, “Look my dad doesn’t trust you and especially me. So, he will find some excuse to come back so let’s keep cool for a while.” Like clock work John seemed to leave his sun glasses behind and was happy to see that I was in the recliner and his daughter on the other side of the room as far away from me as possible. He smiled at us and winked at me, “Thanks again, have a good night and say hello to your woman Faith. Good night honey see you in the morning” With that John was finally gone. Monica got up and made her way over to the chair smirking at me. She stood there showing off her body to me. She had her and on her hip and she smiled at me, “Like what you see. Now let’s see if I can get that snake of yours nice and hard again?” Monica pulled her skirt up a little exposing her matching thong and sat down on my lap. “How about a lap dance? I can be your private dancer?” Once again my cock rose to the occasion with her tight little ass sliding up and down on my hard rock cock. She spun around to face me and her knees squeezed my legs together as she began grinding my cock again with her pussy. “Now it’s time for me to take care of my responsibilities. I had no idea that you wanted little ole me. I thought I was too young for you but I’m glad that you think that I’m not.” Her pussy was so hot I could feel the heat pumping out of her love furnace down onto my cock. “You’re not too young Monica and my cock sure doesn’t care how old you are. You’ve been fucking your dad all theses years you must be a pro by now.” She moved my head between her breasts and I started kissing her titties and she began to moan oh so softly. My hands went to her breasts and very slowly and deliberately caressed them as my lips were sucking on her nipples. “Oh yeah – gentle their so sensitive baby – fucking yeah baby April was right about you, you definitely know what you’re doing.” She pulled my head off of her nipples and she moved her mouth down to mine. Kissing each other the foreplay began slow and sensual. I pushed my tongue between her lips and a small wisp of her breath pushed out from her mouth as the arousal from her breasts and pussy continued to turn her on and made me crave to have her pussy now more than ever. “Apparently you are all grown up look at these nice tits, they feel and seem all grown up to me. I got to have your pussy now – my cock is aching for your pussy baby.” Monica stood up and twirled around as her skirt flew up in the air showing me her ass. “So this is what you want aye? Look at how wet you made my cunt.” Pulling her skirt down from her hips exposing her panties she smacked her hard ass and then bent forward revealing to me the outline of her wet pussy. Her stained panties accentuating her camel toe; her tiny little slit was saturated right down the middle. Her finger made its way to the side of her panties and bared her pussy to me. Her pussy lips were wet and her asshole was spreading open ever so slightly for me. “Oh how I want to feel you inside of me I want that nice thick cock. Please don’t disappoint me, my pussy it’s right here and I want your cock inside of it.” Monica’s fingers slowly slipped into her dripping pussy. “You want to put your cock right here? It’s nice and slick for you’re cock to slide in nice and smooth baby.” I stood up as well and the need to release my cock from its confinement it became too unbearable for me. “Wow, Dan I was right that cock is nice and thick (biting her lip and staring at my cock her mouth opened a little) – you’re cock is beautiful – my dad is not circumcised but your cock – well, it’s beautiful – come on Dan I want your cock.” I stood there stroking my cock watching her finger her pink slit, as we caught each other’s eyes we began to smile then giggled at each other and Monica said, “I’m going to let you bust open my fuck holes with that thick hard, dick of yours – come on and get you some.” Looking into her eyes I finally got to realize the dirty little whore that was about to burst out of her shell, she was a real vixen. I said, “You’re going to have to get my rod nice and wet if I’m going to be able to slip my cock in those tiny holes of yours.” With my cock at Monica’s eye level she dropped down to her hands and knees she crawled over to my cock like a cat. Monica opened her mouth and let about half of my cock slide into her mouth. “Good job your mouth is so warm and wet – I see why your daddy let’s you do this to him. Your mouth feels wonderful Monica don’t stop sucking me.” Wanting to see her suck my cock my hands pulled her silky hair away from her face and I had a great view of my cock sliding inside of her mouth. “Monica you look so beautiful with my cock stretching out the side of your mouth. Here give me your hand and caress the head of my cock as it stretches the side of your mouth – rub the head baby, yeah baby that feels so fucking good – it feels awesome – I never knew you were so damn eager to please like this.” I slid my hands to the back of her head and began to thrust very slowly and deliberately trying to get my cock down her throat. Her moist mouth was soaking my cock with her spit and my cock finally penetrated her throat and she began to thrust her head down deeper and deeper on my cock taking in every last bit as her lips kissed the base of my cock. After a couple of seconds there came choking sounds and coughing. There was apparently too much saliva in her mouth and as my cock slid out from her mouth she spit on the floor. She moved her hand to my cock and began stroking it nice and softly as it was drenched now, she looked up at me coughing, “Dan – your cock – your cock fills up every inch of my mouth – I love sucking your cock baby.” Not wanting to give up she again took my cock back into her mouth breathing very heavily through her nose and coughing on the head of my cock as it once again hit the precipice of her throat. I grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back so I could watch my cock fuck her mouth with nothing in the way to block my view. I told her to open her mouth wider and I began fucking her mouth as I pulled down on her chin gaping her mouth so my cock would slide down her throat once again. As my cock pumped and slid inside of her mouth her spit began to drool out the sides of her mouth, down her chin and then all over her tits, then sliding down her flat belly meeting up at the top of her clit then finally dripping onto the floor. How fucking hot is that. She was choking on my rod and yet my cock never slid out of her warm inviting mouth. She was taking this pleasuring thing very seriously. She looked up at me with her doe like eyes as my hips thrust forward and backwards pushing my cock from her lips to the deep recesses of her very tight throat. Her throat was making these awful gagging sounds as my cock worked its way inside of her mouth. I said, “Keep you mouth open nice and wide – that’s it take my cock bitch.” She was very obedient as my cock was sticking out of my pants. She said, “Come on let’s get these off baby your zipper is cutting open my lip.” She reached up and undid my belt then my pants button and my pants fell to the floor. Then with one deft swift move she bit the elastic band around my underwear and with her teeth pulled them down to my ankles. When her head popped back up I began slapping her face and mouth with my cock. “That’s it bitch bow down and give praise to the all mighty cock – you are now my cock whore aren’t you – you MY dirty little cock sucking whore aren’t you?” “Yeah I like it call me your whore and I’ll bow down and worship your beautiful cock and do what it tells me to do.” She reached up and wrapped her hand around the shaft of my cock and guided the head back inside of her mouth and jerked my cock in circular motions inside her warm and appealing mouth again. After a couple of minutes more of her pleasuring my cock and nearly ready to cum I wanted to wait before blasting a load on her face. So pulling my cock out of her mouth I reached down to her bra like top and pulling her upwards Monica’s arms came up and her top slipped right off of her. Her tits bounced from side to side and I smiled, as my eyes couldn’t come off of them. “See here are my all grown up tits – see how wound up you got me? My nipples are so fucking hard and sensitive.” Monica fingers played with her nipples keeping them hard and erect. Then she began playing with her nipples as I was slapping my cock up against the side of her face. Not wanting to be outdone there came a gulp and my cock was back down her sopping wet throat once again. As my cock slid out once again, after she got done gagging on me she said, “It’s not fair I want you to munch on me too.” I pulled her up onto her feet. She hugged me tight and whispered in my ear “I want you to tongue fuck my cunt hole and my asshole baby.” My hands slid down to her ass as my tongue entered her mouth again. Kissing her very slowly and sensually and moved my hands down to her pussy and my hand moved her panties to one side. My finger caressed the outside of her pussy lips and then and I don’t know how she did it but my finger seemed to have gotten sucked inside of her. Standing there fingering her she finally looked at me. “I really want your tongue inside of me – I can’t take it anymore EAT MY FUCKING CUNT.” Lifting her up in the air I spun her upside down so her pussy was in my face and her head dangled in front of my penis. With my arms wrapped around her waist holding her very still I was savoring her pussy juices that made my cock so hard that I could probably cut glass with it. “The aroma of your cunt juices is making me hungry baby I need to taste your spunk.” My tongue no longer hesitated as it split her outer pussy lips and then the tip of my tongue entered her small slit. Monica’s mouth once again wrapped itself around the shaft of my cock. “I can’t stop sucking your nice thick piece of man meat Danny.” I held her there for a couple of minutes as we ate each other. I didn’t want to stop as my face was covered in her pussy juices. After another couple of minutes, she said, “Baby, you got to put me down all the blood is rushing to my head making me dizzy – put me down baby.” “Don’t tell me what to do you bad girl – you’re my cock sucking whore I don’t take orders from you – I’m in charge here.” I bent her over my knee and with an open hand started spanking her ass with as much gusto as I could muster. Her ass cheeks were bright red after a minute and with an angry face she turned and looked back at me “I didn’t do anything wrong why am I a bad girl?” “Because I didn’t tell you that you were allowed to stop sucking my cock. Now, take this you dirty little whore.” Pulling her panties straight up as she was bent over my knee I was giving her an atomic wedgey with my left and with my right hand I spread her pussy open and leaned down and spit on her pussy lips. Then without any warning jammed two fingers deep inside her fuck hole. Her fuck hole was absolutely soaking wet with my fingers inside of her. Monica screamed as my fingers went deep inside of her all the way to the knuckles. I let her panties go and slapped her ass again as hard as I could while adding another finger pushing inside of her. “Come you bad girl take three fingers up your fucking cunt hole?” “Wow, stretch my pussy walls baby – push those fingers deeper come on go faster.” I pushed faster and faster inside of her cunt. “That’s it Danny now go deeper and push harder get them deeper – yeah, ooh that feels so damn good deeper baby – come faster and deeper make me cum on your fingers Danny.” Then trying another finger inside her pussy my fingers stretched the walls of her pussy open as far as they could go. I continued to spank her now gleaming pink ass harder and harder. “Yes, baby smack me baby – ooh Danny yes, yes honey – I’ve been really bad and need to be punished – stick a finger up my asshole and teach me how really bad girls get punished – I really am a bad girl – come on baby let me be you’re dirty little whore – yeah that’s it Danny do it – do it nice and hard – push your fingers deeper, come on deeper.” I obeyed her wishes and with my left hand pushed my thumb up very gingerly inside her asshole. Damn, it was awesome being able to feel my fingers through the small membrane that separated her pussy and asshole. I couldn’t take it anymore looking down at her tight ass with my fingers working inside of her I needed to get my cock inside of her. I pushed her down on the chair and she spun around so she was now facing me. I dropped down to my knees and like she did I bit the top of her panties and slid them off with my teeth. “My cock needs your pussy so bad – Let’s see how well your daddy taught you how to fuck.” When I came back up with her spunky smelling panties in my mouth Monica smiled at me and said, “My legs are spread for you and my pussy is dripping with cum it’s time for you to give me your thick, long hard cock.” My cock was ready to get to work. Monica moved her hands between her legs and smiled at me. “This has been my daddy’s pussy for so many years, it’s going to be strange to have a bigger and thicker cock sliding inside it’s walls – my pussy can’t wait to feel a real circumcised cock with it’s head always exposed to the sensitivities of the walls of my pussy.” Monica spread her pussy lips for me exposing the authenticity of her small little hole. However, it was no longer nice and pink but nice and red from the stretching so wide because of my four fingers. The anticipation of my cock sliding inside had become to great that my balls were no longer hanging low but were very tight near my rod filling up with hot sperm for my little vixen. With my hand wrapped around my shaft I moved the head of my cock between her pussy lips and began moving it up and down, left and right, also in circular motions collecting all of her warm cum over the head of my cock. “Ooh Monica I can understand why your father has kept you all to himself all of these years. If my cock feels this good with just the head inside I can’t wait to feel how good your tight little pussy is when I am deep inside of you.” Then with one strong push my cock went balls deep. As my cock was pumping her cunt her hips responded by moving up and down as my cock was slamming her nice and hard. My eyes rolled into the back of my head “Ooh baby I’m going to have to make this pussy mine now that your father has vacated its premises.” Breathing hard as I pounded her slit Monica wrapped her hands around my neck and moved up and kissed me. “I love your cock inside my tight hole. Your cock looks so great sliding inside of me.” My hands leaving her hips now found their way to her perky breasts. Caressing her breasts the palms of my hands moved gently over her sensitive nipples bringing them back to being hard and erect once again. “I love your soft touch on me Danny, your girlfriend Faith was right you are a most attentive lover especially for a dirty little whore like me.” Monica moaned uncontrollably and her body writhed underneath of me teasing my cock inside of her pussy. Monica once again gained control of her writhing and looked up at me and said, “Play with my clit as your cock strokes my pussy walls baby.” Licking my fingers I realized that this was definitely going to be a fun evening and my fingers slithered over the hood of her clit smoothly like silk and Monica’s responses to my touch became more and more intense the gentler I played with her clit. “My God Danny you’re going to make me cum with that huge cock inside of me – play with me – play with me and make me cum on your beautiful cock.” After a short time her clit became nice and hard and popped out of the hood. This was making me really fucking hot as more and more blood pumped into the shaft of my cock creating a steel smooth piston sliding up and down it’s chamber. When my cock reached the depths of her pussy that had never been reached before the moans and guttural groans Monica was making made me want to try to get my cock as deep inside of her as I could. I knew that I would most likely only have one chance to fuck her so I better do the best I could to make a lasting memory of fucking her little twat. Monica looked up at me “Baby my back is killing me on this chair laying like this, take me doggy style please, fuck me from behind.” I reluctantly started pulling out of Monica’s pussy. It was hard to leave her warm, wet inviting love tunnel but knowing that my cock would once again know the joy of her pussy I pulled out. When my head finally slipped past her thin lips her pussy juice that was clinging to the head of my cock created a long strings that continued to connect my cock and her pussy. Not letting her quite rise from the chair I grabbed my cock and smeared her fuck juices all over her lips trying to clean off as much of her spunk on her face as I could. “Here I’ll take care of it (She sat up with two hands caressing my rod and it slipped into her mouth and then out again) It turns me on to see your cock glisten in the light like that and the familiar aroma of my sweet strawberry pussy all over you beautiful cock – damn Faith and April are so fucking lucky – no wonder April doesn’t mind sharing you with Faith – I mean if you were to fuck me like this all the time I wouldn’t share you with anyone no matter how close they were to me.” She released my cock licked her lips that still had her cum on them and turned around so I could take her from behind. “The site of your tight and dripping wet cunt – oh my God I need you so badly – you must have made your father a very happy man for so many years – he’s a fucking idiot to give up a pussy like this.” “You have no idea how happy he made me – the way he would take me at any time that he desired and the way he took my sister as well – my father is a very caring man who deeply loves me and my sister but that part of my life is over and now you are the beginning of my new future.” She carefully positioned herself on the chair with her knees on the cushion and her head buried in the corner of the chair and she arched her back anticipating me penetrating her. I spit on her pussy lips again and she reached between her legs and gently and it seemed very lovingly wrapped her fingers around my shaft and guided me inside of her. She smiled at me, and anticipitated my cock as I slowly pushed myself balls deep inside of her. Once again my cock enjoyed the feeling her warm, wet love tunnel that seemed to suck my cock deeper and deeper inside of her. My balls swung up and reached her hard clit and she moaned more and more as my cock went deeper inside of her and my balls slapped against her swollen clit. Not wanting to miss anything Monica turned to watch my cock make her pussy come alive once again with my hot rod penetrating her to the depths that I had reached not more than a few minutes before. Wanting her pussy I grabbed my little sluts hips and pulled her back to me as I thrusted forward inside her. The impact of her ass against my stomach made a slapping sound very loud and hard but pushed my cock to the deepest parts of her womanhood. The harder I pushed the more and more damage I did to her tight fuck hole as my thrusts came faster and faster, the violent impacts began to hurt my hips as well. My cock was slamming her ass as there were small ripples going up her ass cheeks and then making their way back. I noticed that as my cock would almost slide out, her pussy juice was increasingly flowing out of her pussy. “Come on Danny make me cum again all over your cock – ooh yeah, ooh yeah your fucking cock is so deep inside of me baby – yes, yes fuck my cunt – oh God damn I never knew what it was like to really get fucked so deep inside of me – Don’t you dare stop fucking me – yes, yes ooh fucking yes – keep it in deep and let me grind my ass over your cock.” Monica used her hand to play with her clit bringing her to orgasm. Not wanting to miss out on the taste of her salty cum I pulled out completely and dropped to my knees and starting at each one of her knees lapped up her cum that was traveling down from her love canal down to her knees. My tongue traveled from her knee to her inner thigh bringing on more and more convulsions from her fuck hole keeping her cum it seemed like flowing continuously. By the time I got from her inner thigh to her pussy I had a nice mouthful of her cum. Not wanting to leave a mess I moved over to her other leg and proceeded to do the same. As I was ready to swallow more of her cum I decided to spread her ass cheeks and deposit her cum all over her tiny little balloon knot. Pushing my ring finger and pinky into her pussy my forefinger made circular motions around asshole. As my finger went around the outside of her asshole the cum that I just spit on her balloon knot disappeared down her tiny hole. “Toss my salad baby put your tongue inside me and taste my ass. Yeah tongue fuck my shit hole, fucking eat it.” With the palm of my hand I gathered up as much of her cum that was left over from between her ass cheeks and covered my cock once again with her cum. Looking down at the mess I had made between her asshole all the way down to her clit I felt that I now had a good chance of maybe being able to fuck her in the asshole. It looked very small and very tight like she doesn’t take it in the asshole all that much but I am a fucking anal junky when it comes to fucking women. It’s almost a must with me I need to feel my cock go up a dirty shit hole to get me off. “Toss your salad? There is a much better way to play with your shit hole baby – let’s see how much of a dirty whore you really are?” I didn’t ask for permission I just put my cock over top the small expanse of an opening and began to slowly push. Monica’s hands went immediately to my thighs trying to push me away from her taboo hole but there was no stopping. Now, that I was at the precipice of what I consider, ‘the fun hole’, of a slutty woman. I gently pushed the tip of my head between her asshole cavity. She began to not exactly scream but in a load voice “Please be gentle my daddy and me only started doing anal about a couple of months ago and it still hurts me every time he fucks me there. Take it if you want it just go slow and gentle.” I wanted her ass and if the price to pay was to go soft and gentle then soft and gentle it’s going to be. “Bust my asshole open teach me how to take a big cock baby – stretch my asshole nice and wide I want to feel your balls against my ass honey, I want to feel all of you inside of me.” It took a couple of minutes of stroking my cock with small thrusts but I finally went balls deep inside of her. “Baby I knew your hole was going to be tight but I’m going to have to teach you how to take a big thick cock up the ass.” Once my cock was completely inside of her I didn’t move but reached around to her breasts and gave a nice hard squeeze to each and pulled her up to me. She turned her head looking at me and a smile came “I love the smell of my pussy on your lips. I want to taste my cum – stick your – your tongue that smells like my pussy juice inside my mouth and let me taste it – damn baby don’t make me beg for it.” I pulled her head closer to me and with her mouth wide open my tongue went around both of her lips and then into her mouth. The French kissing got me nice and hot once again and I began to slowly thrust to the great depths inside of her asshole. I couldn’t hear what she was trying to say to me with my tongue still inside her mouth but my strokes became longer and harder with each thrust. Climbing up on the cushion keeping my cock firmly inside of her asshole I began to drive my cock inside of her like a jackhammer. It was too late for her now as I was treating her asshole like an amusement park ride. The faster and harder I hit her asshole the more exciting it became for the both of us. My cum was bubbling up inside my nut sack and at the base I could feel that I was ready to dump a load inside her shit hole in about thirty seconds when there came a noise from the front door. “I can’t stand that jealous cock sucker when he gets this way – who the fuck does he think he is – I can’t believe he did that to me – hope you have fun asss hooole, motherfucker, small dick can’t get me off anymore dick weed.” Hearing the barrage of insults I quickly pulled out of Monica and began to scan around the room for my clothes when Monica sat down on the chair. I was actually having a panic attack like I was a 17 year old, which just got caught fucking his girlfriend and her mom just walked through the front door. “Son of a BITCH – I can never get laid in this house without one of my parents either in the house already or them coming back sooner than their supposed to.” I was in a complete panic at this point and started scrummaging for my clothes when Monica grabbed my hand and said, “Relax we are so busted that no matter what you do now they both know that we were just fucking – sit down and relax they’ll both be here any second.” The words weren’t out of her mouth as Cindy came around the corner with this angry contorted face still talking to herself under her breath only expecting to see her step-daughter-Monica in the room. That all changed as the great white whale she had been trying to fuck for the last several years was now sitting on the couch with a hard rock cock and her stepdaughters cum glistening in the light. “Well, well, well, what do we have here? Fucking the bosses daughter aye?” “Look Cindy I can explain the whole – “ Holding up one hand to quiet me she said, “No need to explain anything – you’re fucking lucky that I came home by myself and John is still at the party. Now, what am I going to do with the two of you?” “Okay Cindy look what do you want I’ll do anything just don’t tell John.” I was up moving around the room now looking for my clothes and finally found my underwear and slipped one leg through. “Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, I don’t think so buddy – I’ve waited to taste your cum for years now – and now that I have you here not drunk or drugged out and in a compromising position you’re going to do whatever the hell I tell you to do tonight – and if you do – my promise to you is that John will never find out.” “Wait a minute mom he’s mine I was fuc –“ “ – I know fucking him first but that has changed little girl – it’s over I told your dad that he had to stop fucking you or I would leave him and – “ “ – So you are the reason why that happened? Damn it Cindy he was fucking me longer than the two of you had been together. I was his outlet for years and then you come along and then you make him fuck all of his friends and turn him and his business partners into SEXUAL FREAKS FUCKING EACH OTHER ALL THE TIME.” “Be that as it may young lady – I never forced your father to do nothing he didn’t want to already do. If you must know your daddy fucked your best friend Janeane and Jay his partner caught him in the act. Now, instead of your dumb fuck father going to jail Jay – his best friend of thirty years – demanded equal punishment for your father; Jay wanted to hurt him just as much as he hurt him. Jay demanded that your father let him fuck me – then and only then he wouldn’t press any charges and your father wouldn’t be allowed to fuck Janeane ever again or be alone with her ever again. Once this happened the blackmail got worse and worse as Jay kept demanding to fuck me over and over. Eventually Jay made me fuck Bill and if you must know that is how the whole swinger thing got started. Once all the wives found out they wanted equal justice as well and we haven’t stopped fucking each other since then.” Now, Ahab (Cindy) had finally got her first spear in the back of her great white whale (me) and was reeling it in closer and closer to her bed to fuck me. There was nothing I could say or do as I stood there holding all of my clothes in a ball covering up my now very limp dick. “Listen I don’t care if you fuck him but I get to finish with him first and that’s that – you can have him some other time – come on let’s go up to my room and let’s finish – “ “I don’t think so – if you want to finish with him tonight you two can take a shower together but I am fucking him tonight and that’s final or I’ll tell your father and then you will never see him again – oh by they way, now that I have your ass in a sling as well, no more blackmailing your father GOT IT BITCH!!!!?” With her head slumped forward like a defeated little girl Monica said, “Yeah I got it, come on Dan let’s take a shower.” “I’ll meet you in your room Monica and if you want we can fuck him together.” Monica and I slowly made our way up the stairs like to young kids that were just scolded by their mommy for doing something wrong. Even though my heart was now in my throat knowing that I was probably going to be blackmailed for the rest of my life my eyes didn’t move off of Monica’s ass as she climbed the stairs above me. We got into the shower and lathered each other up an shampooed each others hair and Monica said, “I let you fuck me in the ass and only one other guy that got to do that was my dad – I deserve your cum before my mom I literally worked my ass off for it and I deserve it.” Falling down on her knees Monica opened her mouth and began sucking me with a vigor that she hadn’t shown before now. My cock never left her mouth as it felt so damn good inside her warm mouth. As I looked down at this young hot cunt sucking my cock in the shower it turned me on. I grabbed the shaft of my cock and jerked off while the head of my cock bounced around inside her mouth like a pinball. After about a minute or so I looked down at her, “Stick your tongue out and let me jerk it off all over you, you cum sucking whore take it in the mouth.” Then I dumped my load in her mouth. “Now, dry off and get out of here and do what you have to do.” “Aren’t you coming with me? I really don’t want to be left alone with her – please come with me I want to fuck your pussy some more and after tonight your father will find out that I fucked you because your mom is a huge gossip I’ll be banned from seeing you and your house forever after tonight. Please come with me – don’t you want me to fuck you some more?” “Yes I do. I don’t want my step-mom to have all the fun. You know if you fuck me then that means the less you will get to fuck her – yeah go ahead of me and I’ll come in a little later on.” As I stepped out of the shower she smacked my ass and shut the door behind me. “If you never want to fuck her again do a horrible job with her and fuck my brains out. No matter what she says if you want to fuck me we have to be careful but I promise you can fuck me anytime you want even after I’m married – especially after I’m married my future husband is no where near your level of fucking.” With that I stepped out of the bathroom and made my fateful walk towards Monica’s bedroom. I felt like I was on death row making my way to have a lethal injection, I was a dead man walking. I knocked on the door and Cindy told me to come in. I walked in and she was wearing a nice teddy that pushed her breasts up making them look very appetizing and thong that made her ass look like a twenty-year-old. I had to admit for a woman who was several years older than me she looked damn good. Cindy was wearing boots that had a nice stiletto heel and laced up her knee She was the first woman I would fuck that was older than me since I was about19 and was taken advantage of by my manager at work. I walked over to the bed and I actually was getting excited looking at her body and for an older woman she was in really good shape. “Hey stud I noticed you like to spank my daughter why don’t you get your belt over there on the chair and bring it with you.” I wrapped the belt around my hand and Cindy got to all fours and I figured if I’m going to have to fuck her I might as well get all my frustrations out right now. With all my might I swung down on her ass and there came a sharp crisp slapping sound on her ass cheek. “Come on baby don’t neglect the other side baby beat my ass.” My hand was moving from side to side spanking her ass with the belt and making her ass cheeks shine with pinkish glow. Looking down between her ass cheeks you could see that she had a very well used pussy and asshole. I decided to see how well used her asshole was. I spit on her ass while I was still spanking her then with my other hand I pushed my thumb inside of her asshole. I guess it came to no surprise that it slipped in and there was no shouts of pain. “Okay sex slave, I want you to eat my ass!” Cindy grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them apart for me. I moved my tongue down between her ass cheeks and the tip of my tongue slipped in her asshole. “Stick that tongue inside my fucking asshole.” As she was on all four knees she looked back at me and reached her hand behind my head and pulled my face between her two cheeks. “That’s it baby tongue fuck my asshole baby.” Her ass was moving up and down as my tongue was thrusting inside of her. When she let go of my head I lifted up and spanked her ass cheeks again with the belt. “Come on you fucking whore spread your pink cheeks apart so I can bury my tongue deep inside of you.” “That’s right now put your tongue back inside of my asshole I want you to taste my ass juices baby” Before I put my tongue back inside I spit all over her asshole and decided that I was going to try to take control and forced two fingers into her asshole and then once again tried to get that pink glow again on her ass cheeks to burn nice and bright. “That’s it put those fingers inside my ass – yeah baby put those fingers in my dirty little ass baby – that’s it baby – that’s so fucking nasty put them all the way in. I spit on her asshole again making it as smooth as I could. Then I was able to penetrate her asshole with three fingers, it was unbelievable three fingers inside her asshole. “You are a nasty fucking slut aren’t you? You think I can get four fingers inside – are you a four finger whore?” “Yeah baby I can be your four finger whore – come on you can get it in there.” I tried and I tried but I couldn’t get my fourth finger inside of her asshole. Cindy pulled my fingers out and said, “Here let me show you how.” I began spanking her again with the belt as she was able to slip all four of her fingers into her asshole with little effort on her part. “Let me show you how to stretch my asshole – oh yeah spank my ass baby as I stretch my asshole open for you – look how it’s stretching open.” Cindy’s hand was moving very fast inside of her asshole, it was awesome watching her finger herself as I smacked her ass with the belt. “Come on baby take them out and suck your ass juice off of your fingers.” All four fingers left her asshole and went directly into her mouth and then she licked each and everyone like they were small cocks that just came out of her asshole. Now it was my turn. I pushed all four fingers inside of her asshole and Cindy moaned with excitement. I figured since her ass was facing me I might as well go for the gusto and with my other hand got another three fingers inside of her pussy that was drenched with her juices from me spanking her dirty whore ass. “Oh fucking yes – that’s so fucking good – fuck both my holes, yes, yes, ooh yes don’t stop – let me taste those fingers.” “You want to taste them – okay stay right there don’t move.” As hard as I could I pushed my hands and fingers as deeps as I could inside of both of her holes. Then I pulled out of them and pushed all my fingers together and she spun around and opened her mouth. “Open up wide bitch.” Then I pushed all seven fingers into her mouth the best I could. She sucked on them nice and long tasting both her asshole and her pussy at the same time. When she pushed my fingers out of her mouth she said, “Now, give me that fucking dick – I want that fucking dick – let me suck that fucking young dick baby I’ve waited so long to taste you.” Standing at the end of the bed she crawled on all fours down to the end of the bed and with no hands opened her mouth and she took my cock inside of her mouth. “Come on open it up – yeah just like that.” I pushed my dick right down her throat as if there was no problem. I fucked her mouth pushing my cock again down her throat and out again. She kept her mouth open as I fucked her mouth. “Can you take it all the way down?” Cindy lay down on her belly and took my cock in her one hand and stroked it. It was sopping wet with her spit. “Come here and let me get it down my throat.” She opened her mouth and I thrust my cock deep inside of her again and her lips finally kissed the base of my cock. “That’s so fucking good – that’s it whore go all the way down baby – now lick my balls with your tongue as my cock is buried in your tight throat. There you go baby just like that.” Her head popped off of my cock and she was breathing heavy but I didn’t want her to stop she was giving me great head so I grabbed her hair and forced her mouth down on my cock again. My cock was stretching the side of her mouth and she took her hand and was rubbing the head of my cock. “Come one I want you to gargle on my cock.” I pushed her head down again. “Come I can’t hear it – I want to hear you gargle on my cock bitch – you wanted my cock then take it down your fucking throat and gargle on it bitch.” She was doing exactly what I was telling her to do as I fucked her mouth repeatedly. I pulled out and she spun over onto her back and her head was hanging off the side of the bed and I couldn’t pass up this opportunity as I pushed my cock back into her throat and fucked it one more time. It was like she couldn’t suck my cock enough. She was gagging on my cock and gargling it perfect because as my cock would come out of her throat and mouth her spit covered her face. “You’re a good dirty little slut.” She pushed my ass up and off of her face “Come here” She spit all over my asshole to my surprise then the tip of her tongue began to toss my salad. “You have a nice asshole – I want to be your asshole eating bitch.” She slapped my ass and I lowered my shit hole over her mouth and her tongue worked it’s magic around and inside my asshole it felt too fucking good, I didn’t want her to stop eating my asshole. “Now give me that fucking dick again.” As her head hung over the side of the bed my cock once again was forced down her throat over and over. I pulled out of her mouth I wanted to get some pussy but before I could she grabbed my cock as I straddled her face and she stroked my hot steel rod and with little effort my balls slipped into her mouth. “Come on baby let me take my time with you I want to suck your balls.” As she sucked on my balls with my free hand I got two fingers back inside her cunt making it nice and wet so when I got inside of her it would be nice and slick for my hard cock. Cindy pushed my cock out of her mouth. “Now I’m ready for your cock inside my pussy.” She got up and lay on her back, now instead of her head hanging off the bottom of the bed, now it was her ass hanging off the side of the bed. I began by just pushing the head of my cock in between her pink pussy lips. I teased her horribly as I refused to penetrate her just the head of my cock. “Come on put it in my pussy.” I have to admit I couldn’t take it anymore either. I pushed her legs apart and slowly buried my cock inside of her. She had great pussy control, as my cock would slide inside of her she would relax her pussy allowing me to penetrate her and as I began to pull out she would squeeze the walls of her pussy around the shaft of my cock. She truly had great pussy control and made me want to fuck her all the more. I couldn’t help myself anymore and began to pound her pussy. “Oh yeah fuck me – fuck my pussy – you like the way my pussy sucks your dick? Yeah, does it feel good? I want to taste my nasty cunt juice.” She slid off the bottom of the bed and onto her knees and had a little trouble getting my cock in her mouth as it was bouncing up and down but once she did it was uncanny how it just slid down her mouth and her throat. I pushed her head down on my cock and she looked up at me like there was no problem. “Oh yeah baby you look so beautiful on your knees with my cock in your mouth.” After a minute or so I wanted to get back inside her cunt. “Come on get back up on the bed.” “Yeah let’s take this off.” Together we worked really hard and fast to get the teddy she was wearing off of her. “Yeah you like those titties? Can’t take your eyes off of them can you? Come on get your head down there.” Cindy grabbed the back of my head and I began to suck on her tits and having a little bit of fun doing the motorboat on them. “Yeah baby your face feels so fucking good on my tits baby.” Cindy slid down again and as I tried to keep her from falling my cock slid between her breasts. Cindy pushed her tits around the shaft of my cock and my natural instincts took over as I began to pump her tits. “Come on Cindy stick your tongue out.” My cock was popping in and out of her mouth. “You like that baby? You like being force fed cock in your whore mouth?” “Yeah baby – treat me like a whore – that’s it baby fuck my tits” Just like her pussy a couple minutes ago I began to pump my cock nice and hard between her tits and the head of my cock was making it inside of her mouth. No wonder all of my business partners like to fuck her, she was the perfect fuck toy you could do anything you wanted to her and she not only rolled with it but she was enthusiastically encouraging you not to stop. Not able to take it anymore I grabbed her under her arms and picked her up and threw her back on the bed spreading her legs. I needed to get back inside of her cunt. I didn’t care anymore thrusting my cock nice and hard again between her pussy lips she let me pound her cunt nice and hard. “C’mon Dan choke me get me off baby I want you to feel my pussy explode all over you – keep pounding me – that’s it squeeze my throat harder.” After grabbing her throat and squeezing hard but not too I hard it didn’t take as much time as I thought it would. Her pussy collapsed around the shaft of my cock making it feel like she was a teenager again. “Yeah, this is what I wanted from you all these years – I knew you could fuck good – fuck my cunt baby I want to cum – yes, yes, yeah baby take it.” She let go of my arm and hand that was wrapped around her neck. She collapsed like she was shot and she came so hard that her pussy juice pushed right past my cock that filled her pussy and her cum shot out all over her thighs and dripped down to her asshole. As we lay their both breathing heavy and me close to cumming she couldn’t move and the cum that was starting to bubble up subsided back down my shaft. I lay there on top her sweaty body for a couple of minutes as we both recouped our strengths and I looked down at her. “Cindy can I fuck your ass? I did get four fingers inside can I get me cock inside?” She pushed me off of her and spread her legs reached down for my rod and guided my cock to her other hole looked up at me. “Now push it inside of me.” It wasn’t the tightest ass but to my surprise it wasn’t as huge as I thought it was going to be. I got the head in and then with each thrust I was finally able to go deep inside of her. Looking down at her she gave me this look of pleasure and just like her pussy she had the same unbelievable control and I began to pound her like it was her pussy that I had just got done pounding. I pushed her legs back which made her asshole that much more tighter. “Come on bitch grab your ankles and hold it – come on pull them back.” Her asshole got so fucking tight it was like she was a virgin. She looked up at me. “Yeah fucker you’re making me so fucking horny – fuck me – fuck my hole baby. My cock began to hammer her shit hole again fast and hard. “Cindy spread your ass – get your hands on your ass and spread it, make it nice and tight I want to watch my cock slide to your inner recesses your asshole.” Throwing my leg up on the bed I was able to get deeper and deeper inside her shit hole and was pounding her like a jackhammer on a sidewalk. I wanted break her apart it felt so damn good inside her naughty dirty hole. “Oooh baby it feels so damn good inside my ass but you’re making it so fucking sore. I want to taste my ass juice.” I slid out from her ass and she slid off the bed one more time down to her knees and with no hesitation she tasted her ass smelling cock, it went right into her mouth and went all the way down on my shaft. When her mouth took every last inch of my cock I began fucking her throat and Cindy got her tongue out of her mouth and was licking my balls as I continued to pound her throat. She was a real fuck toy that you could do anything you wanted to. My cock slid out of her mouth and she jerked me off as her mouth went down to my balls and she sucked them. Cindy really new how to take care of a man. I looked down at her and said, “Come on I want you to fuck me.” I fell on the bed exhausted from fucking her. “I don’t care which hole you use babe just fuck me.” The door pushed open and standing there in the hallway was Monica. Naked and a finger playing with her clit she said, “I can’t take it anymore I need somebody to take care of me.” Monica made her way over to the bed. “Come here I’ll eat your cunt as you mom fucks my cock. How hot is it to fuck a mom and a daughter together even though it was her step-mom it was still hot all the same. Cindy could have picked any hole but I guess she liked it in her ass as she straddled my cock and let my cock slide inside of her. “Wow mom isn’t his cock great? So much bigger and harder than daddies.” Then it was like I wasn’t even in the room but I became the fuck toy as Monica straddled my mouth with her pussy and I could smell her spunk inside of her cunt as she lowered her fuck hole over my lips. After a few minutes of mom and daughter grinding on my cock and face Monica said, “I want to taste your ass on his cock mom but I want to cum on his face first and you can lick my cum off of his lips, sound good?” “Yeah honey good idea.” Monica began grinding harder and harder on my face and you could hear the two of them kissing each other as they both were grinding on top of me. Without any warning sounds or Monica saying something to me, her pussy juice began to flow from her lips down onto my lips. “Okay mommy he made me cum I want to taste your asshole – I mean it tastes good on your tongue but I want it fresh off of his cock mommy.” “I know honey and I want to taste your pussy juice too.” Both women got off of me. Monica went down on my cock and Cindy came over to my face and said, “See stud you could have had both of us for years separate or together like this – I can smell my step-daughters pussy all over your mouth, come on and give it to me.” Cindy an I began kissing and she licked all her daughters cum off of my lips and face and we both looked down at my cock and watched Monica deep throat my shit smelling cock down her throat.” Cindy looked over at me “One day if she keeps this up she’s going to be just like me a good used piece of fuck meat and this piece of meat wants it back in my ass.” Cindy pulled Monica’s head off of my cock and layed down on the bed and spread her ass cheeks exposing her asshole to me and said, “Fuck my ass.” I climbed over top of her and looked down at her asshole that Cindy was spreading for me and buried my cock inside her asshole once again. I straddled her ass and reached back and grabbed her ankles for some support and began pounding her asshole. “Yes, oh my fucking God fuck my asshole – I love getting it in my ass.” “You fucking love my cock inside your ass?” “Oh yes right up my asshole fucking stud – come on and get you some – can you feel me opening up my asshole wider for you? Take me deeper you dirty mother fucker.” Pounding her ass was hot and Monica came over and with the smell of her mom’s asshole on her lips and she kissed me. She wanted to stick her tongue in my mouth but I didn’t want to taste ass but she forced her tongue inside of me. Monica said, “Dan I want you to fuck me and cum on my face. Come on Dan it’s your turn to fuck me.” Monica pushed me with all of her might then my cock slid out of Cindy’s asshole. Monica pulled me over to the chair in the corner of the room and pushed me down into the seat. “Watch me fuck him mommy. I’m going to be just like you I’m going to fuck his cock and put it up my asshole just like you mommy watch me, watch me mommy.” Facing away from me Monica straddled my cock and she spit on her fingers and she wiped it all over her asshole and reached down and grabbed the shaft of my cock and pushed down to get the head of my cock to slide into her asshole. “Oh shit that hurts so fucking much but if my mom can take your cock like this so can I.” She pushed down on me and after several minutes of short thrusts her asshole finally went balls deep. Monica was riding me deep and slow. “Yes, baby you’ve got such a tight asshole, it feels so fucking good inside of you.” “Hey baby I want you to do that choking thing with me.” I reached up and grabbed her throat and Monica’s thrusts started to become more deliberate and faster on my cock. I moved one hand around and began playing with her clit as I choked her throat and again without warning she shot a huge warm rush of her cum down the shaft of my cock, as there was nothing inside her pussy to stop her flow of love juice. Just like her mom she collapsed on top of me breathing heavy. I looked up into her eyes and Monica said, “I want more.” Monica now facing me straddled my cock again and we made out as she slowly rode my cock. Now as good as Cindy was fucking wise; Monica who didn’t fuck nearly as good as her mom felt like a thousand times better with her virtually unused asshole sliding up and down on the shaft of my rod. It was so fucking tight and you could feel her trying to open up her asshole but she couldn’t as my cock filled every inch of her asshole with my man meat. I wanted to fuck her asshole and pound this little bitch’s asshole like Cindy. I wrapped my arms around her and moved to the edge of the chair and in one motion stood up. This threw Monica a loop as she wrapped her legs around me really tight and screamed. “Holy fucking shit – it is so fucking deep inside my asshole mommy – oh my fucking god you’ve got the greatest cock ever – I want to fuck you forever.” Grabbing her ass and spreading her cheeks her asshole actually even got tighter as she bounced up and down on my cock. After another minute or so Monica looked down at me and she was crying. I didn’t know if it was crying because I was stretching her asshole apart or if she was going to cum again. “Are you alright baby?” “I want to please you Danny but your hurting me so fucking much.” So I sat back down on the seat and she climbed off of me. “Sorry mommy I couldn’t do it as well as you can.” Monica stood up and tried to walk over to the bed but her asshole was so sore she was walking with a limp. “Hey wait a minute I want to shoot my load inside your tight young pussy Monica” I grabbed her arm and threw her up against the wall. Grabbing her one leg I pushed it up over my shoulder and I leaned down and slid my cock back into her pussy. “Ooh yeah Dan you’ve got a great cock – fuck my tight young cunt.” My thrusts became deliberately slow and hard as her cunt was so fucking tight this way. Fucking her standing up stretched her pussy so tight it was like the young girl that I fucked down in Mexico a short while ago. “You fuck me so damn good – nobody has ever made me as sore as you with that great cock that you have. Ooh yeah fuck me – Mommy come over here and eat his asshole. That made me so hot to watch you spread his ass cheeks and bury your tongue inside of his ass, come on mom help me get him off.” Cindy crawled over to me as I kept fucking her daughter. She spread my ass and her hot tongue began fucking my asshole as I fucked her daughter’s tight pussy. After a couple of minutes of us fucking like this it became way too much for all of us. Cindy was playing with her pussy and I was fucking Monica’s tight pussy as she made out with me. Her tongue in my mouth muffled her moans and the more Cindy ate my asshole the more cum was bubbling up and ready to shoot down the shaft of my cock. The first one to pop was Cindy. Her tongue came out from the crack of my ass with “I can’t believe how hot it is watching my baby step-daughter get pummeled up against the wall with that world class cock. Ooh yeah fuck my little girl – get you some man fuck her brains out.” “Yes, yes, yes, Danny fuck me, fuck me, fuck me – make me cum all over your cock – I want to shoot my cum down your cock honey – fuck me harder, harder – don’t stop I’m almost there honey – fuck my cunt baby.” Then she shot her load all over my cock. Monica pushed me away from her and dropped to her knees kissed her step-mom and said, “Help me get him off let’s share his cum together mommy.” Each one of them got their lips on the side of my cock and I pushed back and for as they sucked my cock. The both began taking turns sucking me and eating my asshole but it didn’t take all that much time maybe a minute or two when I pushed their heads together and shot load after load on each one of their faces. After I got done shooting the last bit of my cum Monica went to my cock and looked up at me. “Is there anything left?” She put my cock back in her mouth one last time and sucked every last of my sperm from my shaft. Cindy moved over to her daughter and opened her mouth and said, “Give it to me I want all of it.” Monica spit my cum into her mother’s mouth then licked the rest of Cindy’s face and then spit that cum into her mouth. “Now, it’s my turn mommy spit it into my mouth.” It looked like a baby chick taking food from its mommy bird as my sperm slid from Cindy’s tongue into her daughter’s mouth. Cindy licked the rest of my cum from her breast and face and spit that into her daughters mouth. I said, “Okay you two I want to see the two of you kiss each other and play with my cum in your mouth and swallow it.” Both of them began to make out with each other and Cindy pulled away opened her mouth and then gulped my cum down her throat. “I can do that too mommy watch.” Then Monica showed me my cum and then gulped it down just like Cindy. “No fucking way what the fuck is this?” Then I heard shhhhwwwfffp I went totally black it was the last thing I heard. When I woke up I was in the hospital and sitting there holding my hand was Faith on one side and April on the other. I was really groggy and I couldn’t place where I was. April shot up and ran out of the room asking for a doctor. “Faith, Faith what happened? Where am I?” ”Monica’s boyfriend hit you with a bat in the back of the head. He actually like cracked the back of your head and Monica and Cindy brought you here to the hospital.” Faith was crying as she leaned in and kissed me. “I thought I lost you honey.” “How long was I out?” “You have been slipping in and out of a coma for about three weeks but you have never regained the consciousness that you have right now. Once we get you out of here we are going to have to talk about you and me but right now I’m here for you and I want you to know that I will always love you.” April came back into the room. “Oh my God honey I missed you so much I thought you were going to be a fucking vegetable for the rest of your life. They had no idea if you were ever going to come out of this. Don’t ever scare me like this ever again do you hear me. You are too important in my life to lose you. Faith never left she stayed by your side and I only left to bring fresh clothes. We both love you.” April and Faith started crying again sitting on opposite sides of the bed hugging me. The words weren’t out of her mouth when the doctor came into the room. I won’t bore you with everything that happened but he examined me and after a day or two he released me from the hospital. Pretty fucking hairy right. The only thing I can leave you with is be careful that you lock all the doors when you are fucking because you have no idea what is going to happened. They boyfriend got three years for assault and did 18 months and then was released. He has since met with me and we both apologized and forgave each other for what we did to each other and went our separate ways. Here ends part 8[/b]
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Sweet Pick Up By Lady Regina Drake I feel strangely elated sitting here at the bar with my legs crossed, and my short dress riding above my knees. I just got back from the lady’s room and as I walked back, I watched all the eyes that were glued to my ass and legs. That’s exactly the reaction that I look for, and that’s why I insist on wearing short tight dresses and spike heels. Men are dogs and lets face it they will fuck anything in a skirt or dress, including sexy shemales like me. I love the fact that I am a woman with a cock which is different from being a man in a dress. I don’t consider myself as a man because, face it, men don’t look this gorgeous. I can’t even say that I was born in a man’s body because I have feminine curves. I was cursed with a man’s penis, but that is the only part of me that even suggest that I am male. Hell there are some women with clits larger than my little flaccid penis and my thrills only come when I am stimulated in my most sensitive regions. That’s the area between my cock and my ass opening. That’s what I call my Vagina. Because my penis is so small, my ass can feel the load of passion at the thought of getting fucked. My anus reeks with steaming passion and I crave the feel of a man’s rock hard penis delving deep inside me, spreading my legs, snaking his penis inside me, and then spurting all that joy juice deep inside my ass, making me scream automatically. I look good and most men can’t tell the difference, but I tell them the truth upfront anyway. They either don’t believe me or don’t care, which is fine with me. I have had straight guys and gay guys, and they loved fucking me. The straight ones always seemed marveled at how tight my ass is. I make a lot of guys come quick. And why not? Sex is sex and a climax is wondrous whether it comes from the stimulation of the ass or the female cunt. Ass is a better fit then cunt, not that I would mind having one. I would love to have a pussy. Shemales like me are so different because we love women so much that we want to become them. Personally I’m not jealous of women and I get along great with them when they know about me. My best friend is a real girl and we love to talk about the guys in our lives and how easy it is to wrap them around our painted fingers. When we’re together talking we’re like two sisters who think alike. When we talk about guys that we’ve been with, I feel like we have dated some of the same guys. Wouldn’t that be awkward? Susan is my main friend and tonight we came here together, but she picked up some athletic looking stud and they left an hour earlier. That girl is such a slut. I got to try and be more like her. I’m glad she’s out of the picture because now I’m the sexiest bitch in this place and the other girls can’t stand me. I love it. If they only knew. Still this wasn’t about them, this was about getting laid and I aimed to do just that because I was confident that I had something between my legs that was better than pussy. I firmly believe that my ass generates far more passionate energy than a pussy to both parties involved. The man feels great because his hot cock is surrounded by sweet tight binding bliss. And I always feel extra special and more feminine at the moment that the girth and depth and heat of a thick cock are stabbing the center of my female essence. I like working my ass muscles and nestling a man’s hot cock inside my ass. It’s like I’m eating that delicious dick with my ass and its love at every bite. Most of the time I am very anal and I think with my ass the same way guys think with their little heads, instead of their big one. I center my very being on the feelings I get inside. I get deep throbbing inside my ass and my nipples begged to be touched. I love the sensitive tender feeling I get there when a man squeezes them. Most of the time I get a nice load of white liquid surrounding my nipples and I get so horny. I really get crazy and horny when my date sucks and licks on them. I dig a man who’s into playing with tits. Any man who treats my boobs with love and respect will get a mad dose of insane passion from me. Nursing a man’s hot mouth womanizes me intensely. Tonight I feel intensely womanated, (I know that’s not a real word but you get the idea), and my anal tunnel is twitching for relief. The anal hounds are out, and I’m sending signals from my hot ass like a bitch in heat, which I am and I’m available. I’m anxious and I hope that I don’t blow it by acting too eager when these guys approach me. The bartender keeps looking my way and had come over three times already to see if I wanted another drink. He was handsome, but getting with him would only complicated things. If we got into some action and later had a falling out, I wouldn’t be able to come to this bar again. I don’t want that. I love this bar because I have picked up some of the best studs right here. I feel warm and tingly just being here in my feminine attire and being a woman. My philosophy is if the world looks at me and sees a woman, then I’m a woman. I feel my tiny clit drool as I drink in the attention that I’m getting right now. These guys are not subtle at all, and I see them watching my ass, tits and legs. I love flirting and toying with them, but I still like to come off as a lady. I walk to the john slowly twisting my ass and strutting for them. I watch them grab their crotch and make faces with their tongues. I love it. I can see my image in the huge mirror hanging on the wall opposite the bar. I am pleased at the way the dress flares carefree in the breeze from the fan. I watch the men watching me and try to gauge their reactions to my bold sexual agitations. When men watch me like that I get an extra surge of girl power pumping through that female part of me. That’s when I get pussy envy most. I sometimes sit and imagine that I can look down and see a sexy perfectly sculptured vagina between my legs. I got the girl bug. I even imagine that a pussy sits behind this tiny cock and balls. I wish that my male parts would freeze up and evaporate, leaving me with just the sweet pussy that is already in place. Though some may say that I’m gay, I don’t see it that way. I am a woman and I like men, to me that’s normal. If people are petty enough to classify me by the proportion of flesh that is connected in specific areas, then that’s their loss. Right now I’m about to be some body’s gain because I’m prepared to give one of these lucky men a sniff of my sweet pussy scented ass. Then I’ll take them on a merry ride. Most of them are here taking their one free night off from marriage and family. They’re here hoping to fill that night with much wild, sweet, taboo she male sex. That’s where I come in as Kitty Cole and seek out the players, movers and shakers. You’d be surprise at the men who secretly date shemales. I’m a she male and men are turned on by this. It’s my belief that all men crave perverted sex with pretty feminine males. That includes drag queens, transvestites, and she males like me. I look so womanly that I sometimes wish that I could become pregnant. I am a very pretty and convincing female (I refer to myself as female) and I am blessed with a nice body and naturally large boobs without Hormone treatments. They’ve always been super sensitive and as I said before, I love having them sucked until their sore. She males like me are always sexier than the girls with their pussy’s up front. We know how to take care of a man because we know what men like so well. All my lovers get hooked on my tight ass. One lover told me that I inspired his urges and increased his adrenaline. I had to believe him because he stayed hard until dawn and he didn’t let me rest one minute. I enjoyed getting such a great work out. He had my ass wide open and making loud obscene slapping sounds. He was married and couldn’t stay out too late so he would come over and fuck me during the day. We’d have our little session and then have lunch. He said that his wife didn’t want to let him enjoy himself. I say let the men enjoy themselves. Let them hang out with soft sissies like me and give it to me good and hard. More than likely, they’re horny as hell because those trophy wives won’t put out. On the other hand, girls like me are always ready to give them the ride of their dull miserable lives and make them forget their dull miserable wives. Most guys like being with me because I take pride in knowing what my man wants. Men like it when you do wild and kinky stuff before they even ask. That’s the advantage to being part male I guess. I know what I would want done to me if I were a real man, so I apply my imagination and give it up like no other girl can. Sometimes I scare myself because in my head my ass actually becomes a pussy for me. I think I can feel a womb and ovaries once I’m lying back with my legs spread and my hot horny stud coming to me. I love the salty flesh taste of a hard hungry cock inside my mouth, pressing against my tongue. I love doing things to my guy’s cock and feeling his instant reaction. That’s she male power, whatever you want to call it. I’m lucky because I’ve had some great lovers or maybe I made them great because of the things that I can do with my mouth. I always promise my lover the best piece of ass that he has ever had and thus far I’ve always delivered. Part of my charm is that I do what I say I’m going to do. I get my man harder than he has ever been. When I know he’s ready, I open up and let him have his way with me. I don’t have to do anything but gyrate my hips because by this time my lover is so frantic that he cannot help but attack my tender parts like a mad man. To me getting a guy worked up like that is power and I love making them do things that have never dreamed of doing before. I feel wondrous when a guy eats my pussy. Most of the time I can make a guy take his cock out and lick my ass up and down. I make guys tell me how good my pussy feels and how he’s going to knock me up. It’s a personal goal for me to get guys to buy into my fantasies. This gets us both even more excited and that’s when I get the ride of my life. There’s something about role playing that makes everything okay. Guys get harder and they seem more at ease once we get into the role and I pretend to be a natural woman. I think it’s because men don’t feel as perverted when they convince themselves that they’re fucking a real pussy instead of a tight ass hole. That’s when it gets super good. I love being under my guy, feeling his cock stroking me and plunging deep inside my warm tight pussy. I’m convinced that I am female and my fantasy Vagina and female plumbing aches. I want to get pregnant so bad when that happens and I know it’s impossible and crazy, but my girl’s mind see’s it as a possibility. My feminine cravings become so intense that I sense the guys are affected. When a guy is fucking me and I go into pussy mode, he seems to get wilder and starts to fuck me harder without me even telling him. During those times, the guys really get into me and I make them promise that they will never fuck another real girl. If they don’t promise me, I threaten to cut them off and not give them any more loving. “I’m not gonna let you fuck me if you still want to fuck a real pussy,” I would say to them while they stroke me and came closer to their breaking point. “Okay, okay,” they often shouted frantically. Sometimes that can be dangerous because I’m too good, and occasionally I always meet some guy who wants to leave his wife after a night of my special love making. It’s really unfair because I can wrap my tight ass round a throbbing cock and put my lover in a pleasure trance. Some of them promise me the world and others tell me that they cannot live without me. I know men will say anything to convince me to give them some ass, but that’s fine with me. Tonight as I sit here crossing and recrossing my legs, I have started my ritual, I am horny as hell and I know that the handsome Brad Pitt look alike was going to be deep inside me later tonight. I like having all these guys staring at me and scheming to get between my legs, because that’s what I want. Brad is coming over now and I see the obvious bulge in his tight jeans. I have goose bumps just thinking that soon I would have his rock hard cock probing and stroking my tender insides. I will become the woman-like creature that men dream about when they fuck their unimaginative wives. My cock is not a problem or a restriction because it is a part of their fantasy, and the picture they dream about. Sometimes I will sixty nine with a guy and even though my little clit gets hard, it’s not the main object of my sexual desires. Men think my little clit is cute and they get turned on when I’m standing there nude with my perfect ass and tits and my hard little cock sticking straight out. I think they fuck me harder when they see that my cock actually gets hard. Most of them love my penis and they say that it’s made like a clit. Even though I pass for a female, I always tell my potential lover the whole truth just in case they don’t know. I made the mistake of keeping that from a guy once and I was lucky to get away from him without permanent injuries. Now I tell them up front. If they act like they don’t hear me I say it louder the second time. Tonight is no different and I tell the guy who has just bought me a drink and we get that straight. Now, we keep each other company and enjoy ourselves as if we were on a date. He treats me like a lady and I treat him like the horny bastard he is. He can’t take his eyes off my legs, tits and ass, and he’s constantly grinding his hard cock against my crotch as we pretend to dance. In reality we don’t dance, we just stand on the floor and dry fuck to the music. Others watch us dry hump, but I’m an exhibitionist and I don’t mind, so I put on a show. I like showing my ass because I know it’s a ten. I know I’m bragging, but that’s because I used to be so shy about my assets. Once I discovered that men saw me as a treasure, I became a bit more egotistical about myself. That’s not a bad thing because I feel more womanly when I’m confident about my femininity. I like being submissive and having men jiggle my tits and grab my bouncing ass. We slow danced most of the night and I am feeling pure bliss as I rub up against his hard cock. I was into my female trance and I wanted to leave now and have sex. As Kitty, I was now bursting with energy. My body seems to know automatically how to respond to the overwhelming pleasure that flowed through every pore. I stood there like a runway queen about to address her court. My gestures are perfect, my voice is sweet, my waist is small, and my hips are sculptured. I’m pretty lucky I think, because my mind is in tune with my feminine body. I love everything about being a female and most of all I love the way men react to my efforts. My latest conquest is with me now as we enter my apartment. We made a good connection and now here we were at my place and I can’t wait to get laid. Once we’re inside, I play host and fix drinks and ask him what he needs. He’s being real sweet and he says that all he needs is me. I pour two white wines anyway; I’ll drink them both if necessary. I sit beside him on the couch and before I can even taste my wine, he’s groping at me and fondling my tits. He asked me to do a strip tease dance for him. “You looked so sexy tonight out there dancing and shaking that sexy ass. A lot of guys wanted to stick you sweetie,” he said giving me a sly look. “Oh Freddie, you’re so crazy,” I said doing my dumb blond act. It’s funny but the dumber I act the sexier I feel. Any way I wanted to dance and shake my ass for him, and now I was going to give him the show of his life. I loved stripping and wiggling my ass and it was even better when I was doing it for an admirer who was going to end up tagging my ass when I was done. Sashaying my ass turned me on as much as it turned them on, and I feel my girl juice flowing and drooling. I put on some music and began to move in time with the beat. I could feel the drumbeats in my hips and my tits bounced when I moved around. I loved my natural large titties but I think men loved them even more. They were fascinated by the hardness of my long nipples once aroused. I could feel my flow of femininity surged through me with the beat of the music as I moved. I watched his reaction to my dancing bosom and ass, and was pleased to see him playing with his crotch, and making gestures with his tongue. “I’m gonna lick that hot fat ass real good,” I heard him say. “Then I’m gonna plant this hot nine deep inside your behind. I want to sink inside that Asspussy of yours, you sexy bitch, you.” I made my dance short and moved to him and gave him a lap dance. I loved the way his penis moved and jabbed at parts of my ass as I squirmed and wiggled on his lap. The way I felt right now with his lips on mine, his tongue inside my mouth and his huge steel bulge straining to get inside my pussy, I could come. But I wanted to come with him inside me so I controlled myself. He took off his clothes, and before I knew it he was pulling the tiny thong panties off me and raising my arms to get the halter top off my tits. He pushed me down on the sofa and stood up so that I could see the size of his penis. I was goose pimply and salivating as he put the head of his shaft to my lips. I licked the head slow and hard with my tongue and listened to him moan. “Ooh that’s it baby. Girl you sure know what to do.” I slowly took the head in to the tip now and sucked it hard, pretending that it was candy and he loved it. He held the back of my head and I felt him slide deeper inside my mouth and to the back of my throat. He was in a frenzy, “Oh you sexy bitch, “he cried, “suck that dick, slut, whore, yeah that’s it.” He knew me so well, I thought. His words made me tingly all over. “I want that dick inside me,” I said with my mind in a trance right now. All I could think about was that huge cock pounding my woman stuff. Now he takes that pretty hot cock from my mouth and spreads my legs. Now I feel his hot cock even before he reaches the lips of my asspussy. He throws my legs up on his shoulders and he’s about to lubricate me. “No that’s not necessary,” I said. “I‘ve been blessed with a self lubricating ass. He gave me a strange look but he didn’t argue. I know it was hard to believe and sometimes I didn’t believe it myself, but it was true. In any case, he had no problem getting inside me. “Oh you’re right, you are juicy. And you smell like cunt too.” With those words I felt him grow even harder inside me. “Oh my God,” I heard myself cry involuntarily as he hit a G spot that sent instant concentrated pleasure throughout my body. Now he was in a fuck trance and all I could feel was his dick pounding my pussy. “Oh God, you’re wonderful, I can’t believe this ass is so damn good,” He cried out loudly, never missing a stroke. “I’m never gonna stop fucking your sweet ass girl.” Those are the kind of words that a girl loves to hear. At one point I felt as if he was going to keep his promise because he fucked my ass for over an hour. He was on me now and I could swear he was even hornier than he had been when we first started. “OOOWeee, I can’t get enough of this sweet hot asspussy,” he said as he continued to pound. “I know I’m gonna be sore, but fuck it. I can’t stop.” He was starting to scare me now because I’m thinking that he had taken something. What if he didn’t go down for four hours? Could I stand this merciless pounding for that long? He came once, but he never went down and I had several orgasms in the course of that fuck session. I wanted to put chains on this man and lock him in my closet and pull him out at will. Suddenly he took his penis out and quickly put his tongue in my ass. He licked and slurped at my asspussy like a hungry bear savoring honey. “And you taste like pussy too,” he mumbled between his hungry slurping. Then he was back inside me. The more he fucked me the more feminine I felt. And while feeling like pussy, I thought of all the things that women thought about. I always did that when I was getting humped really good and hard. I was an ultra-female with nine inches of dick in me to the hilt. To a girl like me there was nothing better than having nine inches of dick hung up inside me. Finally he started that dance that told me that he was coming. His body tensed up and I could feel the head of his cock swell and expand into in touched regions of new pussy. My nipples are so hard that they ache, and a chill shoots through me at the same time that I feel his jism spurt deep into my tender asshole. Now we were both screaming because I was climaxing with him deep inside my ass. I felt my insides go sensitive and tingly with his every spurt and grunt. I could feel the drool ooze slowly from my clit, and my tits were super sensitive. I never wanted him to take his dick out of my ass and for a few minutes we lie there silently, and he was still slightly hard. He kissed and spooned me, and for a moment it seemed that we were considerate lovers who knew each other very well. “Oh honey that was so wonderful.” I couldn’t believe that I was so emotional. I usually don’t get this emotional with guys who pick me up and fuck me, but he was something special. I didn’t want to lose contact with him. “We got to do that again soon,” I said. “How soon?” He said. Before I could say anything he then adds. “I can be ready in ten minutes. I got to do you one more time at least. That’s some great ass.” I had to smile because I wanted him just as much as he wanted me. “Really?” I said unable to contain my emotions or hide my excitement at the thought of it. “Yes really, maybe even less than ten,” he said poking me with his semi-hard cock. “Bring it on big man, cause Kitty is ready honey.” Fortunate for me he was too, and he mounted me again. This time he moved slower inside me and delved deeper into my sweet feminine goodies. I could feel his cock hitting on all sides and sliding deeper inside me. My nipples were so hard that I could feel little Charlie horses pinching the tips. “Oh babee,” I found myself screaming and I wondered where all these uncontrolled emotions were coming from. Then I realized that I always got that way when I was happy beyond belief. I felt that now. Why shouldn’t I feel that way? I was getting laid by a horny stud who knew exactly what I was and what he was doing. He was in control and he shifted me into one position after the other. First he fucked me standing up, then he fucked me missionary, and then he fucked me doggie and rammed me hard. The feel of his balls slapping my pussy parts was like icing on a delicious cake, and I was tearing up from the joy that I felt. I was feeling so happy that I was frustrated that there were no words yet invented to express such feelings. To say that it felt wonderful was not a strong enough word to describe the pleasure that was surging in and out of me with his every knowing stroke. I cried as I took his penis inside me because there was no other way to react to the wondrous pounding that this man was giving my eager accepting ass. “OOOH right there, don’t stop, fuck it daddy, It’s yours baby, this ass is all yours.” This was all I could think to say as I met his stroke with my own feminine thrust, meeting his hungry cock each time. “Right there, right there, right there, right there,” I cried as if locked inside a time warp. He was hitting my G spot dead on and it was freaking me out. “Girl you are something else,” he said breathlessly. “And this ass pussy is so tight. I ain’t never had ass cunt so sweet, hot and tight. I could get so use to this.” He said not missing a stroke. At that point at worshipped this man. He was hitting my G spot dead center on every stroke and my heartbeat was running away so fast that I was in fear of my life. Still I continued to meet his strokes. “Oh God, baby, I think I love you.” I said without regret because at that moment, the things that he was doing to me brought out love for him. I could lie there and take his nine inches for days if necessary, but I knew he couldn’t stand my hot tight ass for that long. Even now as my eyes rolled back in my head from the delightful joy that spread through me, I could feel him tense and swell. I knew he was getting close so I started to work my ass muscles to gather in every drop of his hot cum. We were going at it bare back because we both liked it that way and we were disease free. There’s nothing like feeling that hot skin of that hot cock as it explores and probes deep inside my sensitive girl spots. “OOH Kitty, baby, what you doing to me?” He cried as he starts to spurt inside me hard and deep. I felt his jism jet inside me like a stream of liquid fire. The heat from him seemed to trigger something deep inside me and I could feel myself starting to come from deep inside my ass. There was a wondrous suction between us and for those moment’s there was n o denying that I was a full blooded female physically and mentally. When the ass feels that good, it’s pussy. Pussy is not just a Vagina; pussy is a state of mind that is projected by the female spirit. “Fuck that pussy daddy,” I cried as he continued to shoot. “Is that pussy good to you baby?” I asked as I met his strokes, taking his cock still deep inside me. “Oh yes girl, you got the best pussy I ever had.” “Is it good daddy? I asked not missing a stroke. “Oh it’s better than good.” “Is it better than Vagina pussy baby?” “Ten times, no a thousand times.” “Only a thousand I said as I purposely tightened my pussy muscles around his still hard cock. “Maybe a million or more. I don’t know about that. I know it’s good and I want to fuck you from now on.” I loved hearing those words. The last great lover I had was Tommy and he had never fucked me this good. He wasn’t as endowed as my friend tonight, but he was okay. Still Freddie here could read my mind and he fucked me accordingly. “Oh you got me all pussy and shit, I said as he steady popped in and out of my ass. “I’m so pussy right now baby,” I said with joyous elation. “Can’t get enough of you. You got me pussy daddy. You got me all pussied up and shit. Yes yes yes yessssssssss.” I couldn’t get enough of him and I keep having these internal climaxes that send my heart beat on a merry chase. I’m hysterical with joy and sanity escapes me as I give him what he wants. “Me pussy, me pussy me pussy me pusssyyyyyyyyyyyy “This time I’m gonna take it slow and blow your sweet she male mind. We got to try to make a baby and the only chance of that happening is if you spread those legs” I liked his confidence and I knew he wasn’t just bragging. What can I say? The man was a stud and for now he was mine, all mine.
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Sweet Pick Up By Lady Regina Drake I feel strangely elated sitting here at the bar with my legs crossed, and my short dress riding above my knees. I just got back from the lady’s room and as I walked back, I watched all the eyes that were glued to my ass and legs. That’s exactly the reaction that I look for, and that’s why I insist on wearing short tight dresses and spike heels. Men are dogs and lets face it they will fuck anything in a skirt or dress, including sexy shemales like me. I love the fact that I am a woman with a cock which is different from being a man in a dress. I don’t consider myself as a man because, face it, men don’t look this gorgeous. I can’t even say that I was born in a man’s body because I have feminine curves. I was cursed with a man’s penis, but that is the only part of me that even suggest that I am male. Hell there are some women with clits larger than my little flaccid penis and my thrills only come when I am stimulated in my most sensitive regions. That’s the area between my cock and my ass opening. That’s what I call my Vagina. Because my penis is so small, my ass can feel the load of passion at the thought of getting fucked. My anus reeks with steaming passion and I crave the feel of a man’s rock hard penis delving deep inside me, spreading my legs, snaking his penis inside me, and then spurting all that joy juice deep inside my ass, making me scream automatically. I look good and most men can’t tell the difference, but I tell them the truth upfront anyway. They either don’t believe me or don’t care, which is fine with me. I have had straight guys and gay guys, and they loved fucking me. The straight ones always seemed marveled at how tight my ass is. I make a lot of guys come quick. And why not? Sex is sex and a climax is wondrous whether it comes from the stimulation of the ass or the female cunt. Ass is a better fit then cunt, not that I would mind having one. I would love to have a pussy. Shemales like me are so different because we love women so much that we want to become them. Personally I’m not jealous of women and I get along great with them when they know about me. My best friend is a real girl and we love to talk about the guys in our lives and how easy it is to wrap them around our painted fingers. When we’re together talking we’re like two sisters who think alike. When we talk about guys that we’ve been with, I feel like we have dated some of the same guys. Wouldn’t that be awkward? Susan is my main friend and tonight we came here together, but she picked up some athletic looking stud and they left an hour earlier. That girl is such a slut. I got to try and be more like her. I’m glad she’s out of the picture because now I’m the sexiest bitch in this place and the other girls can’t stand me. I love it. If they only knew. Still this wasn’t about them, this was about getting laid and I aimed to do just that because I was confident that I had something between my legs that was better than pussy. I firmly believe that my ass generates far more passionate energy than a pussy to both parties involved. The man feels great because his hot cock is surrounded by sweet tight binding bliss. And I always feel extra special and more feminine at the moment that the girth and depth and heat of a thick cock are stabbing the center of my female essence. I like working my ass muscles and nestling a man’s hot cock inside my ass. It’s like I’m eating that delicious dick with my ass and its love at every bite. Most of the time I am very anal and I think with my ass the same way guys think with their little heads, instead of their big one. I center my very being on the feelings I get inside. I get deep throbbing inside my ass and my nipples begged to be touched. I love the sensitive tender feeling I get there when a man squeezes them. Most of the time I get a nice load of white liquid surrounding my nipples and I get so horny. I really get crazy and horny when my date sucks and licks on them. I dig a man who’s into playing with tits. Any man who treats my boobs with love and respect will get a mad dose of insane passion from me. Nursing a man’s hot mouth womanizes me intensely. Tonight I feel intensely womanated, (I know that’s not a real word but you get the idea), and my anal tunnel is twitching for relief. The anal hounds are out, and I’m sending signals from my hot ass like a bitch in heat, which I am and I’m available. I’m anxious and I hope that I don’t blow it by acting too eager when these guys approach me. The bartender keeps looking my way and had come over three times already to see if I wanted another drink. He was handsome, but getting with him would only complicated things. If we got into some action and later had a falling out, I wouldn’t be able to come to this bar again. I don’t want that. I love this bar because I have picked up some of the best studs right here. I feel warm and tingly just being here in my feminine attire and being a woman. My philosophy is if the world looks at me and sees a woman, then I’m a woman. I feel my tiny clit drool as I drink in the attention that I’m getting right now. These guys are not subtle at all, and I see them watching my ass, tits and legs. I love flirting and toying with them, but I still like to come off as a lady. I walk to the john slowly twisting my ass and strutting for them. I watch them grab their crotch and make faces with their tongues. I love it. I can see my image in the huge mirror hanging on the wall opposite the bar. I am pleased at the way the dress flares carefree in the breeze from the fan. I watch the men watching me and try to gauge their reactions to my bold sexual agitations. When men watch me like that I get an extra surge of girl power pumping through that female part of me. That’s when I get pussy envy most. I sometimes sit and imagine that I can look down and see a sexy perfectly sculptured vagina between my legs. I got the girl bug. I even imagine that a pussy sits behind this tiny cock and balls. I wish that my male parts would freeze up and evaporate, leaving me with just the sweet pussy that is already in place. Though some may say that I’m gay, I don’t see it that way. I am a woman and I like men, to me that’s normal. If people are petty enough to classify me by the proportion of flesh that is connected in specific areas, then that’s their loss. Right now I’m about to be some body’s gain because I’m prepared to give one of these lucky men a sniff of my sweet pussy scented ass. Then I’ll take them on a merry ride. Most of them are here taking their one free night off from marriage and family. They’re here hoping to fill that night with much wild, sweet, taboo she male sex. That’s where I come in as Kitty Cole and seek out the players, movers and shakers. You’d be surprise at the men who secretly date shemales. I’m a she male and men are turned on by this. It’s my belief that all men crave perverted sex with pretty feminine males. That includes drag queens, transvestites, and she males like me. I look so womanly that I sometimes wish that I could become pregnant. I am a very pretty and convincing female (I refer to myself as female) and I am blessed with a nice body and naturally large boobs without Hormone treatments. They’ve always been super sensitive and as I said before, I love having them sucked until their sore. She males like me are always sexier than the girls with their pussy’s up front. We know how to take care of a man because we know what men like so well. All my lovers get hooked on my tight ass. One lover told me that I inspired his urges and increased his adrenaline. I had to believe him because he stayed hard until dawn and he didn’t let me rest one minute. I enjoyed getting such a great work out. He had my ass wide open and making loud obscene slapping sounds. He was married and couldn’t stay out too late so he would come over and fuck me during the day. We’d have our little session and then have lunch. He said that his wife didn’t want to let him enjoy himself. I say let the men enjoy themselves. Let them hang out with soft sissies like me and give it to me good and hard. More than likely, they’re horny as hell because those trophy wives won’t put out. On the other hand, girls like me are always ready to give them the ride of their dull miserable lives and make them forget their dull miserable wives. Most guys like being with me because I take pride in knowing what my man wants. Men like it when you do wild and kinky stuff before they even ask. That’s the advantage to being part male I guess. I know what I would want done to me if I were a real man, so I apply my imagination and give it up like no other girl can. Sometimes I scare myself because in my head my ass actually becomes a pussy for me. I think I can feel a womb and ovaries once I’m lying back with my legs spread and my hot horny stud coming to me. I love the salty flesh taste of a hard hungry cock inside my mouth, pressing against my tongue. I love doing things to my guy’s cock and feeling his instant reaction. That’s she male power, whatever you want to call it. I’m lucky because I’ve had some great lovers or maybe I made them great because of the things that I can do with my mouth. I always promise my lover the best piece of ass that he has ever had and thus far I’ve always delivered. Part of my charm is that I do what I say I’m going to do. I get my man harder than he has ever been. When I know he’s ready, I open up and let him have his way with me. I don’t have to do anything but gyrate my hips because by this time my lover is so frantic that he cannot help but attack my tender parts like a mad man. To me getting a guy worked up like that is power and I love making them do things that have never dreamed of doing before. I feel wondrous when a guy eats my pussy. Most of the time I can make a guy take his cock out and lick my ass up and down. I make guys tell me how good my pussy feels and how he’s going to knock me up. It’s a personal goal for me to get guys to buy into my fantasies. This gets us both even more excited and that’s when I get the ride of my life. There’s something about role playing that makes everything okay. Guys get harder and they seem more at ease once we get into the role and I pretend to be a natural woman. I think it’s because men don’t feel as perverted when they convince themselves that they’re fucking a real pussy instead of a tight ass hole. That’s when it gets super good. I love being under my guy, feeling his cock stroking me and plunging deep inside my warm tight pussy. I’m convinced that I am female and my fantasy Vagina and female plumbing aches. I want to get pregnant so bad when that happens and I know it’s impossible and crazy, but my girl’s mind see’s it as a possibility. My feminine cravings become so intense that I sense the guys are affected. When a guy is fucking me and I go into pussy mode, he seems to get wilder and starts to fuck me harder without me even telling him. During those times, the guys really get into me and I make them promise that they will never fuck another real girl. If they don’t promise me, I threaten to cut them off and not give them any more loving. “I’m not gonna let you fuck me if you still want to fuck a real pussy,” I would say to them while they stroke me and came closer to their breaking point. “Okay, okay,” they often shouted frantically. Sometimes that can be dangerous because I’m too good, and occasionally I always meet some guy who wants to leave his wife after a night of my special love making. It’s really unfair because I can wrap my tight ass round a throbbing cock and put my lover in a pleasure trance. Some of them promise me the world and others tell me that they cannot live without me. I know men will say anything to convince me to give them some ass, but that’s fine with me. Tonight as I sit here crossing and recrossing my legs, I have started my ritual, I am horny as hell and I know that the handsome Brad Pitt look alike was going to be deep inside me later tonight. I like having all these guys staring at me and scheming to get between my legs, because that’s what I want. Brad is coming over now and I see the obvious bulge in his tight jeans. I have goose bumps just thinking that soon I would have his rock hard cock probing and stroking my tender insides. I will become the woman-like creature that men dream about when they fuck their unimaginative wives. My cock is not a problem or a restriction because it is a part of their fantasy, and the picture they dream about. Sometimes I will sixty nine with a guy and even though my little clit gets hard, it’s not the main object of my sexual desires. Men think my little clit is cute and they get turned on when I’m standing there nude with my perfect ass and tits and my hard little cock sticking straight out. I think they fuck me harder when they see that my cock actually gets hard. Most of them love my penis and they say that it’s made like a clit. Even though I pass for a female, I always tell my potential lover the whole truth just in case they don’t know. I made the mistake of keeping that from a guy once and I was lucky to get away from him without permanent injuries. Now I tell them up front. If they act like they don’t hear me I say it louder the second time. Tonight is no different and I tell the guy who has just bought me a drink and we get that straight. Now, we keep each other company and enjoy ourselves as if we were on a date. He treats me like a lady and I treat him like the horny bastard he is. He can’t take his eyes off my legs, tits and ass, and he’s constantly grinding his hard cock against my crotch as we pretend to dance. In reality we don’t dance, we just stand on the floor and dry fuck to the music. Others watch us dry hump, but I’m an exhibitionist and I don’t mind, so I put on a show. I like showing my ass because I know it’s a ten. I know I’m bragging, but that’s because I used to be so shy about my assets. Once I discovered that men saw me as a treasure, I became a bit more egotistical about myself. That’s not a bad thing because I feel more womanly when I’m confident about my femininity. I like being submissive and having men jiggle my tits and grab my bouncing ass. We slow danced most of the night and I am feeling pure bliss as I rub up against his hard cock. I was into my female trance and I wanted to leave now and have sex. As Kitty, I was now bursting with energy. My body seems to know automatically how to respond to the overwhelming pleasure that flowed through every pore. I stood there like a runway queen about to address her court. My gestures are perfect, my voice is sweet, my waist is small, and my hips are sculptured. I’m pretty lucky I think, because my mind is in tune with my feminine body. I love everything about being a female and most of all I love the way men react to my efforts. My latest conquest is with me now as we enter my apartment. We made a good connection and now here we were at my place and I can’t wait to get laid. Once we’re inside, I play host and fix drinks and ask him what he needs. He’s being real sweet and he says that all he needs is me. I pour two white wines anyway; I’ll drink them both if necessary. I sit beside him on the couch and before I can even taste my wine, he’s groping at me and fondling my tits. He asked me to do a strip tease dance for him. “You looked so sexy tonight out there dancing and shaking that sexy ass. A lot of guys wanted to stick you sweetie,” he said giving me a sly look. “Oh Freddie, you’re so crazy,” I said doing my dumb blond act. It’s funny but the dumber I act the sexier I feel. Any way I wanted to dance and shake my ass for him, and now I was going to give him the show of his life. I loved stripping and wiggling my ass and it was even better when I was doing it for an admirer who was going to end up tagging my ass when I was done. Sashaying my ass turned me on as much as it turned them on, and I feel my girl juice flowing and drooling. I put on some music and began to move in time with the beat. I could feel the drumbeats in my hips and my tits bounced when I moved around. I loved my natural large titties but I think men loved them even more. They were fascinated by the hardness of my long nipples once aroused. I could feel my flow of femininity surged through me with the beat of the music as I moved. I watched his reaction to my dancing bosom and ass, and was pleased to see him playing with his crotch, and making gestures with his tongue. “I’m gonna lick that hot fat ass real good,” I heard him say. “Then I’m gonna plant this hot nine deep inside your behind. I want to sink inside that Asspussy of yours, you sexy bitch, you.” I made my dance short and moved to him and gave him a lap dance. I loved the way his penis moved and jabbed at parts of my ass as I squirmed and wiggled on his lap. The way I felt right now with his lips on mine, his tongue inside my mouth and his huge steel bulge straining to get inside my pussy, I could come. But I wanted to come with him inside me so I controlled myself. He took off his clothes, and before I knew it he was pulling the tiny thong panties off me and raising my arms to get the halter top off my tits. He pushed me down on the sofa and stood up so that I could see the size of his penis. I was goose pimply and salivating as he put the head of his shaft to my lips. I licked the head slow and hard with my tongue and listened to him moan. “Ooh that’s it baby. Girl you sure know what to do.” I slowly took the head in to the tip now and sucked it hard, pretending that it was candy and he loved it. He held the back of my head and I felt him slide deeper inside my mouth and to the back of my throat. He was in a frenzy, “Oh you sexy bitch, “he cried, “suck that dick, slut, whore, yeah that’s it.” He knew me so well, I thought. His words made me tingly all over. “I want that dick inside me,” I said with my mind in a trance right now. All I could think about was that huge cock pounding my woman stuff. Now he takes that pretty hot cock from my mouth and spreads my legs. Now I feel his hot cock even before he reaches the lips of my asspussy. He throws my legs up on his shoulders and he’s about to lubricate me. “No that’s not necessary,” I said. “I‘ve been blessed with a self lubricating ass. He gave me a strange look but he didn’t argue. I know it was hard to believe and sometimes I didn’t believe it myself, but it was true. In any case, he had no problem getting inside me. “Oh you’re right, you are juicy. And you smell like cunt too.” With those words I felt him grow even harder inside me. “Oh my God,” I heard myself cry involuntarily as he hit a G spot that sent instant concentrated pleasure throughout my body. Now he was in a fuck trance and all I could feel was his dick pounding my pussy. “Oh God, you’re wonderful, I can’t believe this ass is so damn good,” He cried out loudly, never missing a stroke. “I’m never gonna stop fucking your sweet ass girl.” Those are the kind of words that a girl loves to hear. At one point I felt as if he was going to keep his promise because he fucked my ass for over an hour. He was on me now and I could swear he was even hornier than he had been when we first started. “OOOWeee, I can’t get enough of this sweet hot asspussy,” he said as he continued to pound. “I know I’m gonna be sore, but fuck it. I can’t stop.” He was starting to scare me now because I’m thinking that he had taken something. What if he didn’t go down for four hours? Could I stand this merciless pounding for that long? He came once, but he never went down and I had several orgasms in the course of that fuck session. I wanted to put chains on this man and lock him in my closet and pull him out at will. Suddenly he took his penis out and quickly put his tongue in my ass. He licked and slurped at my asspussy like a hungry bear savoring honey. “And you taste like pussy too,” he mumbled between his hungry slurping. Then he was back inside me. The more he fucked me the more feminine I felt. And while feeling like pussy, I thought of all the things that women thought about. I always did that when I was getting humped really good and hard. I was an ultra-female with nine inches of dick in me to the hilt. To a girl like me there was nothing better than having nine inches of dick hung up inside me. Finally he started that dance that told me that he was coming. His body tensed up and I could feel the head of his cock swell and expand into in touched regions of new pussy. My nipples are so hard that they ache, and a chill shoots through me at the same time that I feel his jism spurt deep into my tender asshole. Now we were both screaming because I was climaxing with him deep inside my ass. I felt my insides go sensitive and tingly with his every spurt and grunt. I could feel the drool ooze slowly from my clit, and my tits were super sensitive. I never wanted him to take his dick out of my ass and for a few minutes we lie there silently, and he was still slightly hard. He kissed and spooned me, and for a moment it seemed that we were considerate lovers who knew each other very well. “Oh honey that was so wonderful.” I couldn’t believe that I was so emotional. I usually don’t get this emotional with guys who pick me up and fuck me, but he was something special. I didn’t want to lose contact with him. “We got to do that again soon,” I said. “How soon?” He said. Before I could say anything he then adds. “I can be ready in ten minutes. I got to do you one more time at least. That’s some great ass.” I had to smile because I wanted him just as much as he wanted me. “Really?” I said unable to contain my emotions or hide my excitement at the thought of it. “Yes really, maybe even less than ten,” he said poking me with his semi-hard cock. “Bring it on big man, cause Kitty is ready honey.” Fortunate for me he was too, and he mounted me again. This time he moved slower inside me and delved deeper into my sweet feminine goodies. I could feel his cock hitting on all sides and sliding deeper inside me. My nipples were so hard that I could feel little Charlie horses pinching the tips. “Oh babee,” I found myself screaming and I wondered where all these uncontrolled emotions were coming from. Then I realized that I always got that way when I was happy beyond belief. I felt that now. Why shouldn’t I feel that way? I was getting laid by a horny stud who knew exactly what I was and what he was doing. He was in control and he shifted me into one position after the other. First he fucked me standing up, then he fucked me missionary, and then he fucked me doggie and rammed me hard. The feel of his balls slapping my pussy parts was like icing on a delicious cake, and I was tearing up from the joy that I felt. I was feeling so happy that I was frustrated that there were no words yet invented to express such feelings. To say that it felt wonderful was not a strong enough word to describe the pleasure that was surging in and out of me with his every knowing stroke. I cried as I took his penis inside me because there was no other way to react to the wondrous pounding that this man was giving my eager accepting ass. “OOOH right there, don’t stop, fuck it daddy, It’s yours baby, this ass is all yours.” This was all I could think to say as I met his stroke with my own feminine thrust, meeting his hungry cock each time. “Right there, right there, right there, right there,” I cried as if locked inside a time warp. He was hitting my G spot dead on and it was freaking me out. “Girl you are something else,” he said breathlessly. “And this ass pussy is so tight. I ain’t never had ass cunt so sweet, hot and tight. I could get so use to this.” He said not missing a stroke. At that point at worshipped this man. He was hitting my G spot dead center on every stroke and my heartbeat was running away so fast that I was in fear of my life. Still I continued to meet his strokes. “Oh God, baby, I think I love you.” I said without regret because at that moment, the things that he was doing to me brought out love for him. I could lie there and take his nine inches for days if necessary, but I knew he couldn’t stand my hot tight ass for that long. Even now as my eyes rolled back in my head from the delightful joy that spread through me, I could feel him tense and swell. I knew he was getting close so I started to work my ass muscles to gather in every drop of his hot cum. We were going at it bare back because we both liked it that way and we were disease free. There’s nothing like feeling that hot skin of that hot cock as it explores and probes deep inside my sensitive girl spots. “OOH Kitty, baby, what you doing to me?” He cried as he starts to spurt inside me hard and deep. I felt his jism jet inside me like a stream of liquid fire. The heat from him seemed to trigger something deep inside me and I could feel myself starting to come from deep inside my ass. There was a wondrous suction between us and for those moment’s there was n o denying that I was a full blooded female physically and mentally. When the ass feels that good, it’s pussy. Pussy is not just a Vagina; pussy is a state of mind that is projected by the female spirit. “Fuck that pussy daddy,” I cried as he continued to shoot. “Is that pussy good to you baby?” I asked as I met his strokes, taking his cock still deep inside me. “Oh yes girl, you got the best pussy I ever had.” “Is it good daddy? I asked not missing a stroke. “Oh it’s better than good.” “Is it better than Vagina pussy baby?” “Ten times, no a thousand times.” “Only a thousand I said as I purposely tightened my pussy muscles around his still hard cock. “Maybe a million or more. I don’t know about that. I know it’s good and I want to fuck you from now on.” I loved hearing those words. The last great lover I had was Tommy and he had never fucked me this good. He wasn’t as endowed as my friend tonight, but he was okay. Still Freddie here could read my mind and he fucked me accordingly. “Oh you got me all pussy and shit, I said as he steady popped in and out of my ass. “I’m so pussy right now baby,” I said with joyous elation. “Can’t get enough of you. You got me pussy daddy. You got me all pussied up and shit. Yes yes yes yessssssssss.” I couldn’t get enough of him and I keep having these internal climaxes that send my heart beat on a merry chase. I’m hysterical with joy and sanity escapes me as I give him what he wants. “Me pussy, me pussy me pussy me pusssyyyyyyyyyyyy “This time I’m gonna take it slow and blow your sweet she male mind. We got to try to make a baby and the only chance of that happening is if you spread those legs” I liked his confidence and I knew he wasn’t just bragging. What can I say? The man was a stud and for now he was mine, all mine.
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Alice was nervous sitting in the waiting room. To be fair, she was always a little on the nervous side, but especially now, waiting to meet her new therapist, Dr. Hillman. Her husband, Jason, had been suggesting that she go see him for several weeks now, swearing that he knew people that said he was a miracle worker. Apparently, he specialized in working with patients that suffered from anxiety and depression, and could really bring some positive life changes, and empowerment. Her anxiety peaked as the door opened into the office, and a nice older heavy set white gentleman wearing glasses and a sweater waved her into the room. "Nice to meet you, I'm Dr. Hillman. Would you like to step inside my office?" he added, gesturing to a couch inside. Moments earlier, Peter Hillman had been reading his email, confirming all of the details one last time. "Alice Fielding, Asian, age 24." He glanced at the attached picture of her with her husband, noticing the large boobs on her otherwise petite toned frame. Her long black hair, and cute face, accented by meticulously applied makeup, making her eyes draw you in. How the fairly bland looking man in the picture ended up with her wasn't entirely clear to him. He continued to read the message. "As her husband, I've been frustrated by Alice's lack of interest in exploring new experiences in the bedroom. She is a naturally anxious person, and it would be great if you could help her relax, and open her up to new experiences." The email went on detailing some other aspects of the relationship, and personal details, none of which truly mattered. Alice had no idea her husband had reached out to Dr. Hillman several weeks ago, after researching behavioral adjustment therapists, and finding reviews online for his practice, claiming truly "life changing" results. Dr. Hillman leaned back in his chair, and pondered where he wanted to take this experience. Hillman was normally content to simply be paid for his "help" but something about the picture of the young wife reminded him of a girl he had pursued many, many years ago... and it was not a fond memory. "So, Alice, let's begin by getting to know each other a little", he started. They spent the next 10 minutes talking about his experience, and her slowly growing anxiety. They dug into her insecurities that life was passing her by, that her husband might not love her forever, and that she might not actually be a good person. He had to force himself to keep composed, hearing these worries from a young, beautiful, successful, girl who was clearly active volunteering in her community. "I see Alice, that's a lot to have on your mind" he nodded seriously and continued "These types of things can take years to really work through with traditional therapy, but you sound like you're in an acute state of distress, so if you're open to it, we could explore other methods of treatment". "Like what?" she asked him, wiping a tear from her eye. "Well, hypnosis, when performed by a professional in conjunction with therapy, over time, can substantially accelerate personal growth. Is that something you'd be open to?". She slowly nodded. While she very was apprehensive, this was someone that her husband seemed to completely trust, and if that were the case, she was willing to give it a try. Dr. Hillman smiled kindly and stood up. He went over to the far side of the room, and prepared a small cup of tea, and grabbed a metronome before walking back, and handing the drink to her. “Please enjoy that herbal tea while I describe what will happen next. This process only works if you are willing to go along with it, so trying to align your willpower with the objectives of the therapy will be key to making progress. Additionally, you may feel slightly strange as a result of all of this, and rapid changes you may go through. The best way to keep grounded, is to talk to someone you love and trust about what you’re experiencing to get reassurance that everything is okay. In this case, it sounds like your husband may be a good person to fill that role.” Alice finished the tea as Dr. Hillman concluded. She had a few questions about how long things would take, but nothing major. “Okay, lets begin”, said Dr. Hillman, as he turned on the metronome and began walking her through relaxation exercises until she was on the verge of being unconscious. This also gave the mild psychoactive drug he added to her tea time to become effective. Hillman had prepared what he was going to do next. In his experience, it was very hard to change a person’s belief or identity, but what you could do was change how they reacted to things in the moment behaviorally, then then in time, hopefully, their mind would change on things to reduce the dissonance between actions and beliefs. Of course, this had to be done somewhat gradually. “Alice, can you hear me?” he asked, and watched her nod very slightly. “Alice, you worry a lot about what other people think about you, don’t you?” again, watching her nod. “You should try to just listen to what people want if you want them to like you, especially if you have conflict with them. When someone asks you to do something that makes you uncomfortable, just try saying yes. A little word like that can’t hurt? You must also realize that you’re a very beautiful girl. When you catch people looking at you, you should, you should try to give them a better view, however you can. What better way to make friends from strangers and enemies? You might as well use your looks to get people to like you, right? And I know it’s hard not to worry about things, but you should begin by trusting people in your life that care about you more, like your husband, or myself”. With that, Dr. Hillman decided that much more would be pushing her too far, and slowly brought her out of the trace. “So, same time next week?” He asked with a warm smile, letting his eyes linger on her, and noticing her subtly lean forward showing off a little cleavage. “Between now and then, just try to reflect on all the things that make you great, and try not to worry so much okay?”. With that, they shook hands and she left. Hillman quickly fired off an email to her husband, reminding him to reassure Alice about any fears that may come up, if he wanted this to work. The next few days were a slow departure from normal. From her husband Jason’s perspective Alice didn’t seem very different. Sure, she was now saying yes when he asked for things like blowjobs, dirty pictures, and having her talk dirty… but her heart didn’t seem into it. It was nice that she seemed to be wearing less around the house at least. They did have one talk that seemed to go well on Wednesday night, where he explained to her that blowjobs and dirty talk weren’t a big deal, and she should feel pretty comfortable with those things. They weren’t even really sex, so were they actually a much bigger deal than something like giving a hug? He himself thought it was a bit of a stretch, but she seemed to lean into what he was saying and connect with it. The day before her next therapy session though, Alice came home from work a little late looking distressed, and sought Jason out right away. “Hey babe, maybe I shouldn’t go to therapy again tomorrow, I just don’t feel quite like myself, and I’m a little worried about it”, she told him with a shaky voice. Jason was already feeling excited, hoping that this meant that whatever Dr. Hillman was finally working. “Alice, I’m sure these feelings are just part of whatever you’re doing in therapy.” he said reassuringly. “I think what’s important is that you stick with it, at least for a few months. For what it’s worth, I think you seem a lot more calm, and radiating positivity! I think whatever bumps happen along the way are completely with it”. She looked at him with a blend of sadness and optimism, but let his reassurance set her mind at ease. The next day, she found herself on the couch in Dr. Hillman’s office, drifting off as he asked her about how her week went. “I’m worried, Dr.Hillman” she said. “And why is that, please tell me what happened this week”. “Well. Mostly it was small things. On the bus Tuesday, I noticed a man trying to look at my boobs, and I accidentally flipped to a nude picture on my phone that I took for Jason the night before, and tilted my phone so he could see it. I was mortified, but thankfully I got away before he could talk to me.” Hillman motioned for her to continue. “On Wednesday, when I was volunteering at the retirement home, one of the men there made a joke about me sitting on his lap. Without thinking I agreed to do it, and then I was too embarrassed not to, so I did for a few minutes. It was even worse that one of his friends saw me do it, and gave me the dirtiest looks, as he ran his hands over my legs.” “Yesterday was the worst though. One of my co-workers is a bit of a creepy weirdo. He’s an African American man in his mid 40’s, fairly overweight, and his name is Rich. He always tries to check me out, and makes lewd comments, and says things to put down my work and complaining about women at work. I’ve complained to HR about him before, but I think his cousin is in that department, so it never goes anywhere. Normally, I ignore him, but this whole week I’ve been hanging around him more, wearing lower cut tops, things like that. On Thursday, I went to work wearing a low cut shorter black dress. I have no idea why… but somehow just knowing that there will be someone waiting to look at me when I arrive makes me want to wear clothing like that. Anyway, he invited me to a one on one meeting in a conference room at the end of the day, and I just agreed. As I walked in, he told me, “your work may be shit, but at least you’re fucking nice to look at, and you seem to get that now”. It was awful, something about knowing that he enjoyed looking at me made me feel great, but I still hated what he said. He walked over to me, and suddenly pulled down my top, and I was torn between wanting to scream, and letting him see me. It was almost like the more I knew he looked down on me, the more important it was to try to convince him to like me. “God, I’ve wanted to see these tits. They’re way too big to be on an Asian girl like you” he said, as he grabbed one of my nipples. “You know what else is big, don’t you?” He said with a sick grin, motioning down to his pants. “I bet you want to play with that don’t you?” he asked, and before I could stop myself, I told him he was right, I did want to play with his cock. He guided my hand down to his pants, and I started to panic. Why the hell was I alone with this creep? Why was I letting him talk to me like this, or touch me? What was I doing? And Dr. Hillman, it didn’t end there. It was so strange, but I took out his cock, it was only half hard, but I could tell it was big… I mean, probably at least 7 inches and not even totally erect. I kept trying to turn to leave, but every time I did, he would say something like “But you want my big fucking cock, don’t you little slut?” and I would agree. I mean, I didn’t actually agree, but I kept saying it, and if I kept saying it… then how did I want to leave… I mean it makes absolutely no sense! We did that for a while. Me standing there, sliding my hand up and down his shaft while he said, really, really horrible things to me. I felt him get harder, and noticed the large veins, as he told me how much I must want to play with his big black cock, and “God, if I had known all this time you were just waiting to be put in your place, I would have done it ages ago. Your husband must not know what to do with a girl like you”. Eventually, he pushed me down, placed a hand on the back of my head, grabbing my hair with his thick hands, and guided his cock to my mouth. I was going to push him off and run, but I remember Jason telling me that blowjobs weren’t much more than hugs, and then decided not to panic. I don’t think he’s right, but I’ve been so confused this week, I figured it may be better to trust him. He slowly pushed his cock into my mouth, the large head of it barely pushing past my lips. He began moving his hips back and forth, each time going a little deeper. I wasn’t able to take more than half of him, before my face started hitting his belly, and I was gagging. “You really, really need a lot of practice, don’t you?” he laughed, shaking his head, slowly building up speed. Thankfully, the conference room timer went off, saying that we only had the room booked for another 5 minutes, before someone else had it. I felt him pick up the pace, as he started to fuck my face. He pulled my hair back to make me look up at him, and placed one of my hands on his balls to play with them, as I heard his breathing get faster and deeper. “What a shame we have to cut this short, bitch. Good thing we both work in the same place every day, and now I know what you fucking want” he rasped out, as he pulled on the back of my head hard. He probably shoved 7 of his 9 inches down my throat as I felt him cum while I gagged. He came way more than Jason ever has. I felt like it would never stop, and I would drown. Finally though, it ended, and he let go of me. “See you again soon Alice. I’m glad I finally found a reason to like having you around.” Rich added with a cruel smile, as he zipped up and left the room. Sitting there on my knees, part of me felt happy that he sorta admitted to liking me, but most of me was completely freaking out. What had I done? What was going on with me? If I hated this so much, why did I keep saying yes to him? “I was going to tell Jason that night, but he just seemed so sure that whatever is going on with me is a good thing. I don’t know doctor Hillman, is it?” Alice finished, showing a surprising amount of emotion for being in a trance like state. “Don’t worry Alice, nothing abnormal is happening. This is all part of your personal growth. It’s probably best not to tell Jason what happened, but just trust him that all of this is for the best. And trust that I know exactly what I’m doing, you’re in good hands” he said, staring at her intensely, shifting to hide the erection he’d gotten from hearing her talk about her week. “So, I think I know what we should work on for this week, and it’s sure to make Jason, and maybe some other people, very, very happy to have you in their lives”.
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As was often the way, a slight political spat over land ownership between two minor lords of the Asatarian and Sevonian nations had developed into a heightened state, each lord gathering his troops to his banner to fight for what he considered to be his god-given right. Whether whatever God was watching cared for the whole sorry affair, Alice preferred not to question. Such question were better left to the philosophers while she worried with the here and now. As her home county prepared for war, it was inevitable that she would be called to battle, given her status as a mercenary of some repute; Sevonia was a place where everyone could throw their lives away in search of glory, no matter their creed or background. Sevonia was a place where strength was the only currency that mattered, and she had it with some to spare. The bastard daughter of a mercenary and a camp follower, she had been with Sevonian soldiers her whole life, and it seemed some of her fathers knack for killing had been passed down to her. Unlike her father though, she had also been gifted with her mother’s cunning, a trait that kept her alive when many of the company was slaughtered, including their Captain, her father. Devoid of leadership, the mercenaries had floundered until she grabbed a hold of the reigns, turning them from internecine brawlers into one of the finest fighting forces this side of the Azur. When the call to arms had come, so too did the responsibility of the mercenary forces under the Sevonian banner fall to her. So it was that she found herself marching alongside the bulk of Lord Alastair’s forces, at the head of one arm of the force that made up the Sevonian retribution against Asatar. Despite the footslogging, the miles went by relatively quickly, every man and woman present at least somewhat used to marching. As the sun began to sink low into the sky, camp was called. The carts following up the main column of troops was messily pilfered by the soldiers, setting up tents and fires in good time. Lord Alastair called to her as she walked by. “Miss Endera, set up your tent over here if you will.” He gestured to the section of the campsite where his own tent and his retainers tents were. The benefits of leadership , a voice in her head snarked as she dumped the pile of poles and fabric onto the ground. Sometime later, after the tent had been assembled and the sun had almost dipped below the horizon line, she finished piling the firewood in a ring of stones. She stood up to look for Enukai, the mage that had been assigned to her, surprised when she caught him already approaching from the corner of her eye. “Stand back a moment, if you will?” He requested, Alice dutifully rising to her feet and stepping back. He extended his hand with a wordless grunt, the tinder sparking into a glowing conflagration with an audible poof. Alice lowered herself to the ground, crossing her legs in front of the fire. She gestured for him to sit too, and he obeyed. “I hope Lord Alastair has more in store for me than being a glorified fire lighter.” He laughed, gazing into the flames. “Even if he doesn’t, I do.” Alice replied, tossing another twig onto the fire. “Oh?” “My company had quite a few mages in the past. Commanding them is nothing new to me.” She reached into her pack, pulling out a wrapped loaf of bread and tearing a chunk from it. “It is good to know I am in good hands.” “So, tell me a little about what you can do.” She asked, taking another bite. “Before that though, do you have food?” “Yes, I do. I am not hungry right now, though.” “Make sure you eat before you sleep. We won’t be sticking around long in the morning. But that aside, tell me about your own skills.” Conversing with Enukai about the vital role he played in tomorrow’s battle plans served to calm her nerves somewhat, but failed to quash them entirely. Her father had once told her than the man who does not fear battle is simply mad, but even this level of discomfort felt too high for her liking. The night wore on in conversation, exhaustion began to creep into Alice’s frame, and she began to make her excuses, placing her discomfort down to tiredness. But as she stood, she suddenly clicked on to what the feeling might be. “I’m afraid I must retire for the night, if I am to be of any use as a commander tomorrow.” She laughed, hauling herself to her feet and brushing dirt and detritus from her backside as she did so. “Indeed, it is most late. I shall go to my tent.” Enukai responded, rising to his feet with a spinning motion. “Good night, Miss Endera.” He nodded his head and began to walk away, pausing when he felt a grip at his wrist. “Yes?” He inquired. “Instead of going to your tent, perhaps you could… come to mine?” She ventured, refusing to let her own nervousness show. “I could do that. Would you like me to?” “I would.” “Then lead the way, Miss Endera.” He gestured. “Please, call me Alice.” She responded, sliding her hand around his and pulling him gently along. When they arrived at her tent, she ducked inside, and as he followed, she pulled and pinned him to the ground, locking her lips to his in a probing kiss. Stubble roughed against her skin as she explored his mouth, and he hers. As she did so, nimble hands unbuckled his belt, sliding his leather trousers to his knees. With her right hand she gripped his semi-erect shaft loosely and began a gentle stroking, feeling it harden at her touch moment by moment. He broke the kiss apart, planting several smaller ones along her jawline and down her neck, before biting down upon the skin of her neck. She groaned slightly, and he used to momentary distraction to flip them both over, pinning her underneath him, her dirty blonde hair splayed around her head like a halo. With a sweeping motion he lifted her shirt to the top, exposing the pale flesh of her stomach and breasts to the open air. A well toned midriff pitted with a myriad of old scars greets him, before he hungrily locks his mouth around her right nipple, sucking and biting to soft coos from the woman beneath him. His right hand reaches up and begins to knead her left breast, while his left gently trails his fingers along the contours of her stomach. Enamoured with his ministrations, she simply whimpered for a few moments before regaining her composure, grasping him by the shoulders and rolling them both back over. As they landed, she placed both her hands upon his chest with a wolf-like smile, slithering down his body to the erect member and stroking it with her right hand, with more force this time. She ran her tongue around the head, tasting it for the first time. It was a decidedly neutral taste, no real difference from any other she had encountered, excluding the slight taste of sweat generated by the days march. She slipped the head into her mouth, filling her mouth with saliva as she did so, increasing the pace of her hand working the shaft. Her left hand retreated to her own body, undoing her own belt and crawling inside her wet panties, pawing gingerly at her clit. She sank her head further down, feeling the tip of his cock touch her tonsils. Her body screamed out to gag, but she suppressed it by force of will, pushing it back even further into her throat. She held it for a second, before bringing it back to a more manageable position, bobbing her head up and down as her thumb and forefinger worked the base. The taste of precum was becoming more prominent in her mouth with every bob of her head. She pulled her wet fingers from her own crotch and moved it to play around his balls, the occasional testing finger brushing up against his asshole as she fondled him. Her eyes met his with every test, searching for any sign of disagreement, but none was forthcoming. As she pushed her head down once more, she slipped the index finger of her left hand inside his puckered ring to the first knuckle. As her nose almost touched his mass of black pubic hair, he placed a hand of her forehead and lifted her away. She pouted slightly as she met his gaze, denied of her enjoyment, but the rational part of her knew why she had been stopped. The look on his face told her that he was mere moments away from blowing his load in her mouth, and she didn’t want that yet. “Not yet.” He commanded. “Remove those trousers.” She gladly obeyed, dropping her left hand to her pussy again, more vigorously this time. He beckoned her over to where he lay, before pulling her over his head and burying his tongue within her. He lapped like a hungry dog, his tongue exploring the inside of her love cave as well as flicking over her clitoris like a scenting snake. She moaned openly, her face falling slack and her breath panting as she drew close to finishing. His right hand crept up and slid two fingers inside her with ease, pumping back and forth as they massaged her inner walls. The world seemed to go silent for a moment, before a quickly stifled cry ripped out of her throat. She clamped her hands over her mouth as Enukai continued to tongue fuck her, her chest heaving in the aftermath of her orgasm. She slid her ass back so that she sat upon his chest. “I can’t wait any longer. I need it.” She panted, rolling off him onto her back and spreading her legs. He rose to a kneeling position and placed the top of his cock against her soaked slit, when she reached out and placed a hand on his chest. “Wait. It’s not a safe week for me.” She admitted. Enukai nodded, trying not to appear somewhat disappointed. She turned her gaze away from his slightly. “But I want you to go lower.” She murmured in a mouse-like tone. Her face may have blushed was it not already bright red. “Are you sure?” He asked, tilting his head slightly. “Yes. I have only done this once before, but I do not wish to deny you.” Her voice gained more confidence as the sentence went on. “Please, fuck me.” He nodded his understanding with a lascivious smile, spitting onto his hand and working it around the shaft of his cock. Some of Alice’s saliva had dried out in the chill night air, and he thought it best that he did not hurt her. She would have to fight tomorrow after all. After he was satisfied with the preparation of his own weapon, he bent his head down and spat again, the globlet landing atop her winking asshole. He worked it in and around the hole with a forefinger, pushing it in up to the third knuckle. She moaned as it entered, but her face betrayed no pain. He pushed in a second finger alongside it, spreading them slightly inside her. She groaned as he stretched her, her face a mix of pleasure and the occasional pain of adjustment. Satisfied with his work, her crawled close to her once more, pressing the head of his cock against her now-widened ass. It pushed back of him as he slowly thrust, but in a jerky motion the tip disappeared inside the ring of her ass, eliciting a sharp whimper from her. “Are you okay?” He asked, pausing his invasion of her. She met his gaze again with slightly watering eyes, biting down upon her knuckle. She nodded. He pushed again, inch by inch sliding inside of her gut. After a few moment he was as deep as he was going to get, her firm ass pushed hard against his thighs. He shot her an unspoken question, and she nodded again. He pulled backwards, pulling most of his shaft from her until just the head remained. With slow, deliberate movements he pushed back in. Despite her teary eyes, her free hand began to slide in and out of her pussy at a pace matching his own. With each thrust he increased the tempo; the slapping of his thighs against her asscheeks like a heavy drumbeat. Her eyes had begun to roll back into her head as her ass was speared on his cock relentlessly, her fingers becoming a blur as she pumped herself. She began to pant again, her back arching from the double penetration she was experiencing. Another orgasm washed over her again, but this time she came slightly more prepared, biting down onto her knuckle so that her squeal became more of an extended whimper. The orgasm wracking her body caused her sphincter to lock down on his cock, the extra pressure pushing him over the edge. With a grunt he emptied his load deep into her gut in several great spurts. He thrust a couple more times to ensure his balls were fully emptied into her, before slowly pulling away from her. Her asshole made an audible sound as the head of his cock popped from it, cum still leaking from the tip. Alice lay still for a second, slowly rubbing at her gut and revelling in the warmth of having her ass pumped with cum. Satisfied, she rose into a kneeling position, and crawled towards him like a cat, lapping up the beads of jizz that still dripped from the head of his dick. She slipped it into her mouth again, pushing the tip deep into her throat and drinking what was left of his load like a beggar drinking drips from a tap. He tasted slightly different; her own taste, she supposed, ignoring his slightly groans of protest for a moment before retracting her head. “Can’t waste a drop.” She chimed, licking her lips in response to his exasperated look. “Your reputation proceeds you, but this reputation did not.” “Nor will it.” She said, pulling him close and whispering into his ear. “Not if you want this to happen again.” “I understand.” He smirked. “I will see you tomorrow.” “Indeed you will.” She returned the smile as he left the tent, closing the door behind him. She lay back on her straw bed, feeling Enukai’s cum begin to leak from her ass. She reached down a finger, scooping up the offending drop and placing it into her mouth as if sampling a fine food. She lay her head back and pulled over her blanket, all nervous thoughts of tomorrows battle drowned in the afterglow.
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Dr. Hillman sat across from his patient, sitting in a’ trance’ state, and reflected on how it was going. Hillman was happy with his patient's progress. Clearly Alice was experiencing a disconnect between her actions and her thoughts, but already he was beginning to see her mind change to close the gap. Her experience with Rich had left her perfectly conflicted, and questioning both why she had stayed and sucked her abusive coworkers cock, and how finally she had gotten approval from her tormentor as a result of that torment. This conflict between actions and state of mind was disturbing to experience, and so would eventually cause a patient to modify their own personality and beliefs to reduce the disconnect. If only Hillman had been a trained professional many years ago when he had pursued that “bitch” Jenny…. Alice was the spitting image of her, and through no fault of her own, she had become Dr. Hillmans vehicle for his own form of revenge masked as self-treatment. Hillman considered her recent disclosures and decided to probe a little deeper. This treatment was most effective when it aligned forced actions with the patient's natural value system. “So Alice, it seems like men that interact with you physically have an easier time liking you?” In her trance induced state, she nodded in agreement, always the type to seek approval and acceptance. He continued “Furthermore, would you agree that these men seem more likely to be lonely, and so have a deeper appreciation for your company?” causing her to again nod. “I bet you like making other people happy, because you want to be a good person, even if it leaves you uncomfortable, don’t you?” eliciting a sleepy smile from his patient. “Alice, I think it’s important you stay true to your vision of yourself. You should keep trying to make other people happy, especially if they seem lonely, and even more so if what they want ‘isn’t a big deal’. If you need help understanding what is, or is not, a big deal, and you’re ever confused, you should just ask your husband or myself’. Doing good things will naturally bring you a sense of satisfaction” Alice seemed to take his advice in and slowly agreed it was reasonable. “I understand that these things will always make you uncomfortable, but it's necessary to get people to like you, and eventually they’ll be satisfied and want no more. It’s also true that making people feel good physically, if they really need it, can trigger similar feelings in yourself”. “So, with all of that said, I think there are some new things you should work on this week.” Hillman noticed that as he said that, her body leaned towards him, as if trying to hang onto every word he was about to say. It didn’t hurt that it was showing off her tits in that tight top. He paused to wonder if she had worn ‘for’ him. “First, you should explore being proactive in discovering the needs of others. If someone appears unhappy with you, or seems to want something, try figuring out what that is. Additionally, I often find that we feel the greatest sense of fulfillment when helping those who most need it. Try paying more attention to the people that seem downtrodden, lonely, or you have the most interpersonal conflict with.” Hillman decided to end things there. Too much change in a short period could cause Alice to panic, and abandon the process. Hillman slowly brought Alice out of her trance for a last check in. “So, how are you feeling?” he asked. “A little tired, but not too bad… how long was I out for?” She asked. “Oh, not very long. We just went over a few mantras to build confidence and inner-peace” he lied reassuringly. “I look forward to seeing you next week” he added standing up, with a burning desire to see where this would lead her. Unlike last week, Jason noticed more drastic changes right away. It wasn’t just that she was dressing more provocatively when he said he wanted to show her off to others a little. The very same night after her session, he gave her one of his classic “I’m-horny-but-too-tired-of-being-shot-down-to-say-so” looks… and shockingly, she flat out asked him what was going on. Day by day, he shared more with her, in part, mistaking her forced curiosity with a desire to actually fulfill the requests. Thursday started with getting Alice to talk about how much she wanted him to fuck her in the kitchen, and tear her little pussy up. The next night involved him putting a finger in her ass while he fucked her, and taking some fairly hard core posed pictures he later saved to his computer. Sure, she said no to anal the night after, and the following day refused to record a kinky roleplay masturbation video saying “he didn’t need it”, but it was certainly progress from several weeks ago. They were finally talking about sex, and he was getting an innitial “yes” to everything, even if later she ended up backing out. He felt a little guilty about collaborating with Dr. Hillman behind his wife's back, but with these results, it was easy enough to “forget” about the guilt. There were also some slightly worrying signs. A few days during the week his wife came home looking disheveled. True, she was still an absolute stunner, with well coordinated outfits, sexy heels, and perfectly applied makeup, but she looked a little more “frazzled” than her normal highly composed self. It was a collection of small observations. Her smeared makeup made it hard to tell if she had been crying. Her clothes seemed wrinkled. She often seemed distracted, or in another place. Jason reached out to Dr. Hillman with his concerns, but the therapist informed him that it was natural for patients undergoing these types of changes to seem a little different, or more agreeable, and that as long as Jason was seeing the “positive changes” he wanted, he shouldn’t be too concerned. Given how much more fun his nights had become, it was hard to argue. Early on Monday morning, Jason got a call from his dad, Jackson, asking if Jason would be willing to drive out and help with some errands, because his father’s car had broken down. It was difficult to do so because his father lives about two hours away. Unfortunately, he had several client-facing meetings at work, and it would have been a disaster to reschedule. Alice was in the kitchen eating breakfast when the call came in, and it gave Jason an idea. “Hey dear, I know it’s probably not your favorite idea, but would you be willing to take off work, and give my dad a ride to a few places today?” Alice looked conflicted, and while her eyes seemed to scream no, she responded “Sure, I’d be happy to”. It was a pleasant surprise for Jason. Jason cared a lot about his dad, who was his last surviving parent. He had always been a strong role model for him, though perhaps with difficult expectations for Jason to live up to. Jason chalked that up to him being the youngest of three brothers, so his dad was on the older side. It was a shame that his father and Alice had a relationship that could best be described as tense. Sure, they were polite around each other, but something had kept them from really warming up to each other for several years. Feeling relieved that he could just focus on work, he kissed his beautiful wife, finished getting ready and left for work. When Jason got home, Alice still wasn’t back yet. He had a microwave dinner while waiting to hear from his wife, and was starting to worry, when he got a text from his dad. “Sorry bud. The errands took far longer than expected. You know how slow the auto shop can be! Alice is going to crash here so she doesn’t have to drive home too tired. Thanks for loaning her out to me :)”. He tried calling Alice, but she didn’t pick up. Jason didn’t see Alice until the next day after work. When they spoke, she was furious that he had made her spend so long with his dad, which he understood, and promised she wouldn’t have to see him again any time soon. He tried mentioning that it seemed like it made his dad really happy to have her help him, but that only elicited the weirdest combination of pain and smiles from her at the same time. They didn’t interact much over the next day before Alice’s weekly therapy meeting. Jason sent Dr.Hillman an email, warning him that Alice seemed peeved about having to help his dad. Dr. Hillman responded reassuring him that he would handle things. Thursday finally came again, and Dr. Hillman could barely contain his excitement. Right on schedule, he heard a knock on his door, and opened it up to see Alice. She strode in wearing a short black skirt, pumps, and a tight white sweater that left a little of her tight belly showing while perfectly outlining her tits. Alice barely lifted her eyes from the floor to meet his gaze as she entered the room. They went through a little small talk before he worked her back into a state of trance, and began reviewing her week with her. “So Alice, how has the last week been?” There was a long pause before she answered. The trance should have made her incredibly forthcoming, but he could tell she was desperate to hold things back from him. This only made him more curious. “I barely recognize myself anymore” she responded in a distant tone. “What do you mean by that? Maybe you should just tell me about your week.” Hillman added, pushing her to continue. “Well, it started with me asking Jason more about what he wants. It was a little weird, because I feel like every time I do what he wants… he just asks for more. At first it was just saying kinky things to him, and letting him take a picture, but then he wanted to fuck my ass, and he asked me to pretend to be a hooker while fucking myself with a dildo while he recorded it”. It’s even worse that I don’t really enjoy doing any of this. I mean, he seems to think he’s entitled to my body, and it’s not like I need to work on getting him to like me more unlike ....” Alice stopped herself there. “Unlike who” Hillman probed. “Well.” She continued. “Rich, for starters. I saw him at work again on Friday. It was only a quick moment in the hallway, but he took the chance to grab my tits and tell me ‘It’s a fucking shame I’m actually busy today, but don’t you worry, I’ve clearned my calendar next week so we can actually find something useful for you to do around here’. He then took my phone and typed his number into it before handing it back to me and telling me ‘now go to the bathroom and show me what those tits look like underneath that dress’. And I did exactly that. Now over the last few days, he’s asked for more pictures, and I keep sending them. I don’t know why I do it, but every time I do it I feel good for a little while, and convince myself that if I just do it once more, he’ll be satisfied and I can stop.” Hillman took Alice’s phone from her and looked through her texts. What he found was escalating correspondence between Alice and someone he assumed was Rich. It started with a fairly tame shot of her softly holding her tits in some restroom. From there he saw pictures of her fingering herself, and playing with a dildo. The climax so far was her sitting naked, on her knees, hands cupping her breasts, her mouth open, and a small sign in front of her that read ‘Rich’s filthy cock slut’. There was a final request for her to send one with the dildo in her ass, but it was as of yet unfulfilled. Hillman shook his head and smiled while thinking to himself “pictures aren’t a big deal, are they Jason?” Hillman placed the phone back next to Alice and continued. “Is there anyone else that you’ve had encounters like that with?” Alice nodded. “I had to apologize to some construction workers for being rude to them…. I met a lonely guy outside of a comic store, and I had to convince Jason’s father not to hate me”. Hillman’s heart skipped a beat hearing the last name. “Your husband’s father?” he could swear Alice shuddered. “Yes…. Jason asked me to give him a ride to a few places on Monday. At first, it was awkward, sitting in the car with this quiet, large man. He wore faded flannel and jeans with a pair of worn work boots, seeming to cover enough of him to make up for all the skin that I was revealing. All things considered, the silent ride through the wooded countryside was tolerable given our past.” “What do you mean?” Hillman interjected. “Well, when I first started dating Jason, his father told me to get out of Jason’s life, because his son shouldn’t date an Asian slut like me. Jason’s father comes from a rural place in the south, so I tried to forgive him given his upbringing. Obviously I ignored him, but ever since then, things have been a little awkward between us. Neither of us has ever mentioned this to Jason, as far as I know. But anyways, as we sat silently in the car driving between a few stores, it became clear that something was on his mind. I asked him what was wrong, and he told me ‘nothing’, which obviously wasn’t true, so I kept checking, until he seemed to get frustrated. “He waved at me wildly saying ‘I’m damn lonely out here by myself. I WANTED to spend time with my son, and instead, I get driven around by his trashy wife, I mean LOOK at you!’’. I paused and looked at myself in the mirror, and he wasn’t wrong. After Jason had left for work, I remembered how tense things were with his dad, and decided to put my best foot forward. Somehow that meant changing into a pair of short shorts and a tank top that was far too small for me. I was hurt when he said that. I had changed hoping to get him to finally like me, but it wasn’t working. I asked him ‘is there anything I can do to make you not resent being around me?’ He looked out the car window disinterested and mumbled “My son only married you for that tight body, and it’s not like you plan on sharing that with me”. I felt a torrent of emotion rise up in me. A chance to win him over. A way to bring joy to a lonely suffering man who my husband cares about. And pure disgust at what I was about to say. “Yes, I would” I said, as my hands gripped the steering wheel even harder. He turned slowly and looked at me “What in the name of…. You’re not serious, are you?”. I forced myself to nod, keeping my eyes on the road. As if to test me, he slowly reached a hand out, and placed it on my thigh. I didn’t stop him, as he slowly moved his rough hand back and forth along my smooth leg, and eventually pushed up towards my crotch. I shivered slightly, thoughts racing through my mind. It was working. He was finally interested in at least interacting with me. But what the hell was I doing? I could feel his eyes burning into the side of my head, as I refused to look at him. His hand slid up my body, resting on my tits before grabbing them, first softly, then harder. “Well I’ll be damned” he said. I could feel him grab one of my wrists, and drag it towards him, placing it on the zipper for his jeans. He held my hand in that position and eventually I worked up the courage to pull the zipper down slowly and reach inside. He was big. That much I could tell as I started to rub my fingers over his boxers with his encouragement. I felt him slowly getting harder, as he finally broke the silence again “Well, fuck it, if you’re going to make it worth having you around, we might as well do this right. Pull over there” he pointed a little ways down the road to the shoulder. The car rolled to a slow stop. He got out silently, and walked around to the driver side and opened the door. As he did, I finally saw his face. I saw a man carrying equal parts anger, sadness, guilt, and arousal. I was scared as he reached down and took my arm, nearly lifting me out of the car. He pulled me around to the side, and off into the woods. The setting sun was bright enough to see in the wilderness. A short ways off from the road, he pulled me in and kissed me. Really it was less of a kiss, and more forcing his tongue into my mouth. He paused before sticking his thumb in and making me suck it while he interrogated me. “So, you want me to like having you around, you’re going to have to earn it”, hearing that I nodded as he shoved me to the ground hard. “Get going” he chided, as I reached forward and pulled out his cock. It wasn’t quite as long as Rich’s, but it was at least as thick if not thicker, with a very slight curve to it. He wasted no time pushing it into my mouth. It wasn’t even totally hard, and so I felt him grow, making my jaw stretch out as he placed hands on both sides of my head to hold me in position. “Fuuuck it’s been a while” he moaned out, and I swear I could feel myself getting wetter knowing he was feeling good. He kept me there for a few minutes, barely letting me move, instead just holding me down on his incredibly thick cock, savoring the feeling of my warm lips wrapped around him. I tried pushing on his legs and belly, desperate to create some space for air. He eventually let go saying “Oh? I guess you’re ready to move onto something else, are you? And out here in the damn woods, who woulda thought you had no class at all” he added with a laugh. As soon as my mouth was free he asked me “So, you want to get fucked in the woods like a whore?” I couldn’t stop myself from saying yes as he continued. “I guess I get it now. If you’re willing to fuck anywhere any time, no wonder my son got tricked into being with you”. He grabbed my shoulders and turned me around, before pushing me towards the ground. I felt him grab my shorts and slide them down, along with my underwear, and leave them still on near my ankles. The leaves on the ground were at least a smooth cushion, and better than mud or sticks. He took one hand, and pushed a finger in my pussy before whistling “Damn, you are completely soaked. And I thought I was the one getting to enjoy myself.” I felt him pull back momentarily, before getting down onto his knees behind me. I could feel the thick tip of his cock resting on my ass, and feel his hot breath near my ear. “You want daddy to fuck you?” “Yes,” I replied. “You willing to do whatever it takes to make daddy happy?” “Oh my god yes!” I called out, feeling that elusive comforting feeling that had only started in the last two weeks. “Then it’s time for you to learn how to be daddy’s toy” he said, and with that I felt him lean forward and push into me. I hadn’t taken a cock like this… ever. It was a shock, which made processing all of this even more confusing. How had I gotten there? In the woods, being bred by Jason’s dad on the ground. And yet, I had led him on hadn’t I? I pushed him to talk about what he wanted. I refused to let things drop, and then encouraged him to do more. I felt him begin to stretch my pussy slowly, filling me up inch by inch like nobody else ever had. I hated what was happening, so why was I doing this? Just then, Jackson grabbed my ass and called out “Fuck this pussy is amazing. I can’t wait to break you in, and I mean that in so, so many ways!” Almost instantly, I felt my pussy muscles contract around his cock, and I felt my heart rate jump. I bucked back toward him, and heard him laugh “that’s more like it”. He slowly built up the pace, fucking me with long strokes as I pushed back against him. Every moan of his made me shiver, and every encouraging phrase, no matter how dirty, made me feel closer to orgasm. He pounded me harder, as I started to moan with each push, my voice carrying out into the now dark woods. My hands gripped at the ground as he grabbed both of my hips, pushing incredibly deep into me. Fuuuuuck, you want your daddy to cum in you? I bet you do, you fucking slut!“ he yelled out. “Oh my God, yes, cum in me!” I called back. I could feel him push forward one last time, and unload deep in my pussy, that familiar warm feeling was amazing, and it felt to reach deeper than it ever had before. I couldn’t see it, but it felt like a lot of cum, and I could feel it spilling out of me. He pushed on my back and slowly slid out of me. He wiped his cock on my ass cheeks before standing up. “Get yourself back in the car, I’m driving”. As he left, I was torn between sobbing and shouting for joy. I physically felt the best I had in years. An amazing orgasm and warm body high were weighed against self loathing at the betrayal of my husband and traumatic sex in the middle of nowhere with an old man. I trudged back to the car like a zombie. The ride back to his house was done in silence. When we got there, he walked inside, taking my keyes with him. Out of necessity, I followed him inside to the living room, anxious to get back on the road to head home. As I entered, he looked at me with a slightly tired expression. “So, you really won my son over with crazy sex, didn’t you?” He asked, letting his shoulders drop a bit as he said that. “No, not at all really” I replied. “You tryin’ ta tell me that you don’t just fuck in any damn palce someone wants?” Again, I shook my head no. “Well, what is it then? Blowjobs? Anal? Threesomes?” I shook my head no to all of those. “But…” and I saw a nearly malicious look in his eye as he continued “You’d let me do that, wouldn’t you?” I froze, feeling panic building, but couldn’t stop myself from saying “Yes, daddy”. I saw him pull out his phone for a minute and send a text. He reached forward demanding mine, and then put them both away. “The rest of the night was a blur. Having already cum once, he lasted forever the second time.” Dr. Hillman watched a single tear run down Alice’s cheek, but pushed her not to stop the retelling. “He set up a camera, and recorded me talking about how I wanted to be his little daughter in law slut, and be taught how to please him. He gave me a long lesson on how to play with his balls using my tongue. I sucked him again, rode on top of him, and let him play with my tits. He spanked me, and made me tell him how much I liked being punished by him for messing up, and that I was eager to learn. He said that if Jason wasn’t going to teach me what I needed to know he would, and so he kept pushing boundaries even after that.” The entire time I felt terribly conflicted. His enjoyment drove me wild, and the satisfaction of such a downtrodden man made me feel fulfilled, but the guilt and disgust ate at me. Both types of feeling just got more intense the more he did. The most intense moment I truly remember was when he finally started to play with my ass. “And how was that?” Hillman prompted, not willing to let her gloss over such enticing details. “Well, he first angled the camera to make sure he got a great view. He had me admit that I had never let anyone fuck my ass, but that I was so horny thinking about him doing it. He had me beg for every inch as he stretched me out, telling the camera what an ass slut he was making me into. After that, he forgot about putting on a show, and just got lost in pounding me. Physically, it was strange. It hurt, GOD it hurt, but I couldn’t help but love it at the same time as he made me his butt slut. Knowing that he was turning his rage and hate into affection in this way just made it feel worth it, and every twitch of his cock in my ass made me want to orgasm. He slammed into me for what seemed like forever, until eventually he came hard inside my ass. I think I almost lost consciousness with the intensity of my orgasm at the same time.” “You know, he let me see the recording the next day before I left. It was weird. Seeing my small frame be taken by him like that, and the contrast of our builds and skin. It was almost alien watching me by throwing around, begging him for more the entire time. I could also just see how unbelievably much he enjoyed all of it though, and so how could I regret it?” It was just videos and some sex, which is a small price to pay for making people happy. He had me suck him off right before I left, and for some reason I agreed to see him again soon. He was lonely after all, and this was the best break from that he had in years.” Alice seemed to mumble on for another minute, not sure where to go with her explanation, before Dr. Hillman stopped her, taking a few deep breaths to get himself under control. It took every ounce of self control he had not to simply grab her, but that wasn’t what he was working towards. “Well Alice, thank you for sharing these critical self-reflections with me. I think we’re making great progress, and I’m hopeful that soon, you’ll be ready to move beyond this internal feeling of conflict. I’m already sure I have the perfect things to work on during this critical next week.
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Beginning: *The end of "The Ex Files"* "So, do you wanna grab dinner?" Jack Carter asked Allison Blake. "Hmmm..." She leaned in for a quick kiss, then pulled away. Looking at him lovingly. "No." She stood up and walked around the couch, then turned back to him. "I was thinking...maybe breakfast." She grinned at him, then began to walk slowly up the stairs. "Okay...well..." Jack said, taking a moment to understand what she was suggesting, then becoming excited by the prospect. He followed her up the stairs. By the time he got to the top, Allison was already mostly undressed. And man, was she hot. Her shoes, jacket, and shirt lay on the floor next to her. It was all he could do not to stare at her beautiful torso. He walked up to her and began to kiss her welcoming lips. He slid her pants slowly and sensually down her sexy legs. she kicked them away, now wearing only lingerie. Allison pushed him into the lounge chair near the bed, kissed him, then stood back a for a moment to push her hair out of her face. "You're...wow..." Jack began, speechless at the sight of Allison's gorgeous body, with perfect legs, ass, abs, and breasts. He could hardly believe that he was so lucky to be about to have sex with her. It had been great to be one of her closest friends for four years, but this, this is what he really wanted. He loved her. “Mmmmm,” Allison hummed, straddling his lap and leaning in to slowly kiss him, fingers raking through his hair before gently scraping along the back of his neck, giving him a little shiver of lust. She slowly started sliding off his lap, and Jack followed her, bending down to avoid breaking the kiss as she slid down to the floor. She quickly had his belt undone, finally breaking the kiss to nip at his lower lip gently as she worked his pants open, pulling him free of his boxers. She gave him an impish smile before she leaned in, her breath hot against his erection for a moment, teasing him. “God, Allie,” he groaned, and as though in response, her tongue swiped a quick circuit of the head of his cock, making him groan. He let his head loll back as she started to trade off between little licks and playful bits of pressure from her lips rolled over her teeth, dangerous and arousing at the same time. The first time she’d tried it, Jack had nearly had a heart attack before coming harder than ever before. Now he bit his lip on a groan, it taking all his willpower to hold still while she played. “Fuck, Allie,” he managed to say, head reeling as she roughly tugged him down further in the chair, running her hand down his hardness. "Close your eyes," Allison murmured, her voice slightly husky. She was so hot, Jack felt like he was going to burst. She took his hand and led him over to the bed, pushing him onto it gently then lying on top of him. She began sucking his cock again, using a finger to stroke him. jj “Allie,” he tried to ask, but a second finger joined the first, turning it into a wordless moan. A moment later, she took his entire dick in her mouth, sending him over the edge with a cry. It took Jack a few moments to regain his senses after such an explosive orgasm. He opened his eyes to Allison's beautiful face, her body on top of his, eyes locked together. He stroked her hair, and she closed her eyes, leaning towards his gentle touch as he pulled his pants over his now flaccid penis. He leaned up and kissed her, their mouths opening and tongues playing, the kiss becoming more and more passionate. He broke the kiss for a moment to pull his shirt over his head. He sat up slowly, not breaking the kiss, holding Allison's face against his, their mouths and tongues seemingly wrestling. Jack snaked his hand into her sexy lace panties that showed off her perfect ass and began to rub it. He felt her breathing quicken as her face pressed harder against his own. He slowly moved his hand downwards until he felt his fingers pressing against tender, damp skin that meant he was near her pussy. He lightly touched her there with one finger and she let out a gasp that turned into a loud moan, breaking their kiss. They held each other close as she pressed her throbbing pussy against his finger, wanting him to touch her more. He complied quickly, beginning to rub harder and placing another finger on her slit. She moaned softly and rocked her body against his hand. He placed his other hand on her ass to steady her. Gently, he began sliding his fingers inside of her, and carefully watched her reaction to see whether she liked it or not. It wasn't hard to tell. Allison moaned loudly and her breathing became ragged as she began to all-out ride his fingers. She hugged him close, and due to the fact that she was kneeling and he was sitting, her breasts pressed firmly against his face. Jack felt his erection growing as he listened to Allison's moans, feeling her body moving more and more quickly as her arousal grew. He felt her pussy around his fingers, and had a sudden, intense longing to be pushing his cock in there as he felt her juices begin to flow down his fingers. She orgasmed, crying out with pleasure. He pulled his fingers out and began slow, circular rubbing motions around her hole as she calmed down again. He removed his fingers from her pussy, and she gave a little cry of protest in response. He grasped her butt and they moved into a more comfortable position. Jack leaned against the headboard of the bed, his legs in a pike position with Allison's straddling his. She kneeled in front of him, her knees next to his hips, and kissed him hard. She felt his erection under his pants and boxers and began to grind against it, resulting in pleasure for both of them. Finally overwhelmed with desire, Allison ripped off Jack's already-unbuckled pants, leaving only his boxers separating her from what she wanted so badly to be inside her. Jack saw the need written all over Allison's face, but wanted to prolong the foreplay so as to make the sex even more enjoyable, as it always is with anticipation. He kicked his pants off his ankles and his shoes and socks off his feet, using his foot to push them to the floor. Wanting yet another amazing kiss, he leaned in to Allie and pressed his lips against hers, realizing not for the first time that he really, truly, completely loved her. As if sensing this, Allison reached up to cup his face in her hand and stroke his hair. Jack sighed, feeling his desire for her flow throughout his body. He reached around her slim body with his hand and, with talent that only comes with a lot of practice, one-handedly removed her bra. He slid the straps off of her arms and flung it to the other side of the room as if it was the bra that had been keeping him from touching her. Allison's nipples were fully erect, yet another sign of how much she wanted him. He leaned down and began to kiss her left breast. She moaned and placed her hands against the back of his head, gently pressing his face against her heaving chest. He gave a hard suck to her nipple, making her gasp with pleasure, and moved on to her other one, giving it the same amazing treatment until he felt her wetness drenching the bottom of her panties and dampening his own underwear. She thrust her tits against his face and he kissed them each one last time before locking her into another long, sensual kiss. Jack used one hand to hold her face against his, and reached down to pull off her panties with the other. He threw them to the other side of the room to lie in the corner next to the bra. Allison, in turn, began to slide his boxers down his legs. His erection provided some resistance, but she pulled hard and it sprang out, standing up proudly. He kicked his boxers to the floor as she leaned down to lick his cock. He stopped her before her tongue even touched the tip. "You've already done that. It's my turn, " he said giving her a devious grin. Before she had time to ask what he was doing, he had already flipped her over and had started licking and kissing her upper thigh near her pussy. Allison gasped with anticipation, wanting to feel his tongue against her wet hole. Her breathing became even heavier as Jack moved his lips closer and closer to her pussy until he was kissing it. She let out a moan of pleasure and ran her hands through his hair, holding his head in its position. He ran his tongue up and down it, tasting her cum. She bucked her hips against his face, feeling an intense desire course through her. She needed him. Her back arched as he pushed his tongue as deep inside her as he could. He continued kissing and licking her pussy for a few minutes, then gave her neglected, swollen clitoris a good, hard suck and felt her muscles clench in orgasm. She cried out as her entire body trembled with pleasure once more. As Allison's orgasm subsided, Jack kissed his way back up her belly, past her breasts, and up to her face. They took up the position they had when they'd first begun their foreplay: Jack against the headboard, Allison straddling his lap. They kissed some more, but it was only so long that they could hold off from doing what they really wanted to do. Not letting their lips part, Jack lifted Allison about a foot above the bed. She helped by pressing down with the part of her legs that was still touching the mattress. He pulled her forwards, and broke their kiss to look into her eyes. They shone with excitement. He smiled and pulled her against him. She lowered herself slowly onto his straining penis. Jack heard her quick intake of breath as she felt the tip touch her anxiously waiting pussy. Allie closed her eyes and moaned loudly as Jack's large penis pressed further and further inside her aching pussy. She hadn't realized quite how much she'd needed this. Soon he was all the way inside her, and she could feel his balls against her ass. She began to rock on his dick, relishing every feeling. Their thrusts intensified as they became more aroused. Soon, they were synchronized in their movements, moving more quickly by the minute. Jack became even more turned on by staring at Allison's amazing body, thrusting against his own, tits bouncing, abs tightening, wanting him as much as he wanted her. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. He heard her ragged breaths become more labored with every thrust of his dick. He held her still, not pulling out of her pussy, and flipped her over. He let her lean against the headboard of the bed, then placed her legs on his shoulders. Now he had control. He started slowly, filling her completely, then pulling out until only his tip was inside her. Enjoying the increased penetration, Allison let him take control, thrusting in synchronization with him. They began to breathe harder as Jack increased the speed of his thrusts until he was moving so fast he didn't even go all the way inside Allison. He heard his testicles slapping against her ass, and the sound only aroused him more. He reached down and began to rub her clitoris rhythmically. Allison moaned loudly and their thrusts slowed. "Faster, Jack," Allison moaned. "Fuck me harder..." Jack began thrusting quickly and forcefully, only thinking about how hot Allison was. She bucked her hips in sync with his movements. He moved even faster now, pushing harder. Allison let out a yelp of pleasure. "Fuck me, Jack! Fuck me hard!" She cried. Jack had never been more turned on by a woman before. If Allison had been intoxicating before they'd begun going out, he had no words to describe this sexy woman now. He cupped her ass in his hands, helping her thrust against him. They kept going at this pace until orgasm gripped them both, somehow at the same time. He felt his cum filling her up, then dripping out onto the bed mixed with her juices.They collapsed onto the bed. Carter rolled onto his back, and pulled Allie on top of him. They smiled at each other, thinking about what they'd just done together, then Allison laid her head on his chest, Jack placed his hand in hers, and his other one protectively on her back. They fell asleep together. -*beginning of "I'll Be Seeing You"* Allison woke up on top of Jack. She lifted her head off of his chest, waking him in the process. For a moment she wondered where she was, then she remembered the events of the night before. They looked into each other's eyes and smiled. "Hey," said Jack, stroking her hair. "Hi," Allison replied, grinning. They giggled.
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As I went back to my apartment, I was in the tomboy look, but I didn’t dress myself up to stand out. It was only 10 or so in the morning. I went inside my apartment and passed out for a couple of hours. As I slept, my body remorphed into my original form ( I haven’t figured out why this doesn’t happen after I had fucked somebody and stayed the night, but I don’t want that to change). When I wake up, I thought to myself, “Tonight, it’s my turn to fuck somebody”. As I was thinking this, a person popped into my mind. This person, a girl, is one of my closest friends and one of the few people I told about what I can do and she has always has been intrigued about messing around. I called her up, told her what I wanted to do, she said, “yea sure”. My question for her was, how did she want to do this. She said, “Surprise me”. As she said that, I got really horny. When she finally hung up, I got in front of the mirror and started to shift around. The stock me was 6’ even, toned muscles, a six pack, and a 6.5” dick. She said to surprise her so that’s what I’m gonna do. The first thing that came to mind was lesbian. So my tight chest began to expand out ward with two flesh sacks. I let them grow to about an ‘E’ cup. My cock began to shrink and invert into a pussy. My face became soft and my hair grew out to mid back and turned a chocolate brown. As I looked in the mirror, I looked stunning, and naturally I wanted to go masturbate to my new body. I walked to my closet and pulled out a big vibrating dildo and went to my bed. It was about 10” long and 6” round, a bit bigger from the real cock from last night, but tonight I could make my pussy a little bigger to fit it in. But I first finger-blasted myself until I got really wet. I started with one finger and it quickly went to two, and my other hand was groping my big tit. Before I put the dildo in, I started think of a surprise and started to grow out my dick until it was the size of the dildo. So I was going to go shemale on her. At first I grew it out long, I wanted to tittie fuck myself while I sucked my own dick. By the time I got it to my mouth, it was as big as what a horse would have. I put my massive dick in-between my massive mammaries and put the head inside my mouth. I got really into sucking myself off, it was like doing crunches. I would push my tits against my shaft and squeeze my nipples as hard as I could. I was in sexual paradise! All my senses were in overdrive, that’s probably why I didn’t realize what was going on with my body. When I finally blew my load into my mouth, it was like a gallon of warm milk was dumped into my mouth. As I gagged on what was in my mouth, I realized the head of my dick changed shape and my shaft was covered in horse hair. Then as I went to stand, my dick slid into a pocket that formed on my stomach and my nuts were the size of grapefruits. I also noticed that I was significantly taller, maybe eight feet tall, but I didn’t want to think about that. All I wanted to know was what happened, how do I change back, and how did it happen. I started to think of my stock self, and eventually I returned to my original form. I was thinking to myself that I have done that before, shemale self sucking, but why did I start to turn into a horse. I put it to the back of mind, needed to focus on tonight. I knew what I was going to do with my friend, and not a moment too soon. She came over early. When I opened the door, she said, “that’s the surprise?” I said to her, “it’s coming later, lets get some food.” When we got back, I told her to get ready. I saw her go to the bed and start taking off her clothes. She was beautiful. Her body was amazing, 5’9”, flowing black hair, perfect ‘C’ tits, and an ass that was indescribably. But the best part of her was two fold, her legs and her face. Her eyes in particular, I could get lost in them for days. She saw me staring and told me to get a move on in a very seductive way. So I went into the bathroom, went to the form I morphed into earlier and put on a bath robe and walked into the bedroom. Was she surprised to see a girl to come in. She was thinking of a ripped guy with a 10” cock. At least she got part of it right. It was hard to hide my hard-on with her spread out on the bed. I crawled up right next to her and gave her a passionate kiss. She went for my robe to take it off, but I over powered her and kept it on a little longer. As we kissed, my hand found her tit and her hand went through the slit in the robe to mine. That’s when she pulled the robe off to see the raging boner I had. That’s when she figured out the whole surprise. She backed off a minute then realized she asked for a surprise, so she went down on me and started to suck my prick. After an amazing blow job, it was my turn. I went down on her and let my tongue grow a bit and it probed her pussy like a navigator in virgin waters. When she finally came, she wanted me inside her. I picked her up and moved her further on the bed and I went to position to penetrate. My cock teased her a bit, going around the lips, then I started putting pressure on the entrance. It started to go in and she screamed in pleasure from the size of it. When I finally got all the way in, she looked at me and I said, “surprise!” I morphed a bit to become taller and I picked her up and I held her while I fucked her. Both our tits bouncing, our lips locked in passionate kissing. After a bit of that, I put her back on the bed and pulled out. I laid down with my cock at attention and she got on top with her back to me. She began to sit on my dick and she started to spaz a bit, she was coming again but I was still going. When she regained her composure, she started to ride me and grinded my dick. She was loving it, and so was I. She laid back, I grabbed her tits, and started playing with her nipples. She turned around, now she was facing me, came in close, and while she was bucking her hips, she grabbed my tits and squeezed my sensitive nipples. That’s when I came. Lucky for me, I had put on a condom as we started. When my limp dick finally came out, it was like something was leaking out of her. Oh wait, it was my fucking that made her sloppily wet. She moved up the bed, wrapped her arms around me, I did the same, and we had a passionate kiss. We stayed in each other’s arms all night. The next morning when she woke up, she started to give me a blow job, I pretended like I didn’t notice, and as soon as I was hard, we were at it again. At first she was on top, then I flipped us over and pinned her down. I started moving my hips slow, then I picked up the rhythm until I was pounding her twat and my balls were banging her gooch. She wrestled one of her arms free and pulled me down. We were kissing, and I was bucking. She came before me, and I filled her up. When we finally finished, we went to the bathroom and took a shower together. But this time, I pulled my dick in and formed a vagina. As we washed each other, we would make out. When she soaped me up, she dropped the soap and started to finger me, one finger, two finger, pretty soon, it was all her fingers, then something unexpected. She started to fist me. What a feeling this was. It was like five little dicks playing around in my pussy. She felt me contract and pulled out her fingers and started to eat me out. I came all over her face. She had all the fun in the shower. When we finally got out, I made breakfast, she stared at me, I stared at the food and her. I didn’t want the food to burn. After breakfast, I reverted back to my original form, lead to the door, and she gave me a passionate kiss goodbye. She said that next time we should go camping. I said sure and slowly closed the door as she went down the hall.
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When I finally decided who to go as, it was about 9 o’clock. I was a 5’5” Japanese woman with ‘C’ cup breasts, sexy legs, beautiful oriental face, in a tomboy outfit. I wore baggy jeans, a not so revealing top but was a bit form fitting, my hair was in a pony tail, and I had fingerless gloves on. I was the girl next door that nobody really knew, but was really sexy. At the bar, I see one of my guy friends who was really not that good with the ladies. He was cute, tall, in shape, and to me, a great guy to know. However, he was what they call “socially retarded”, and with me being a lady tonight, I told myself to help him out. I ordered a beer and walked over to him and asked if he wanted to play darts. At first he was dumbfounded that a girl asked him to play darts. But he said sure and we went to the board. After a game we went back to a booth and talked with a fresh round. We talked about relationships we both had. I told him about a guy who wasn’t horny enough. He told me that he would always go too fast. At this point I wanted to go outside for a smoke. So I asked him if he wanted one (I knew he smoked), and he said sure. Outside we both had a smoke and we talked a little more, about past relationships. I asked him more about going too fast. He said that it didn’t take that long to get second or third, but the girl he was with wanted to go a little slower. We went back inside and sat down again with a fresh round of brews. I started to hint at going somewhere else by dropping, “Do you live near here? I see you here frequently”. But he wasn’t picking it up. So we started to talk about what we looked for in the opposite sex. He said he wasn’t really into Asians but liked big tits and eyes. I knew he was lying about the Asian part, he always told me when I was guy that he had yellow fever. I told him I was looking not for ‘that guy’, but a ‘that nice guy’ who keeps getting blown by, which was him to the letter. I told him that whenever I go into a bar, I hated to be hit on by guys who spend more time in the bathroom prepping for the night than me, and doesn’t take long for me. He started to pick up what I was hinting, and he asked if I wanted to go for another smoke. I said sure, but I knew it wasn’t just for a smoke. Outside, it was a warm night with little wind but I asked him to hold me; I told him I was cold. He grabbed me around the shoulder and brought me in close. As he pulled me in, I went a little closer to him to feel his bulge in his pants. He was horny, and it felt big through his jeans. He knew I moved against his dick. I moved my head towards his; he looked at me said I had beautiful green eyes. I blushed a little and he went for the kiss. I pushed my lips right back against his. Our tongues danced together as they explored new mouths. I swear, if it was a little darker I he probably would’ve started to grope me since he said he went fast, but I would’ve done the same back. I told him let’s get a more private location. He drove us back to his apartment. I haven’t been on the receiving end of a fuck in a while. We went inside toward the elevator and as soon as the door closed we were at it again. When the elevator reached the floor, we left went towards his apartment locked at the lips. He managed to get the door open while his eyes were focused on mine. As we kissed our way inside, my shirt, bra, and pants disappeared, so did his shirt and pants. As we stood in just our lower underwear, I saw his bulge. It was huge! He was probably thinking the same about my tits. As I got a little hornier, I increased my boobs to a ‘D’ and my pussy was soaking wet. As our lips met again, his hands went for my chest, not noticing that they got a little bigger, while mine went for his cock. It was thick. It had to be at least 5” around and 7”-8” long. I wanted to suck his cock, so I pushed his body against the bed and went down on him. As soon I did this, he picked my little Asian body up and turned me around. We were now in a 69, along with his cock, his tongue was big, probing around my pussy and pushing itself inside. I was having trouble getting his massive dick inside my tiny Asian mouth, but I finally got it in. I tried to deep throat it, but I gagged every time. After what felt like ten minutes, I was extremely horny and wanted it inside my pussy. Before I was about to put it in, I asked him for a condom. He hesitated for a second, turned to his night stand and pulled one out. I ripped it open and wrapped his dick in the rubber. My soaking pussy was all the lubrication I needed, but my Asian twat was small and his cock was huge. I wanted to make my pussy bigger but I always wanted to know how it felt to get stretched out. As I got closer to his cock, I got hotter and hotter. Eventually the tip of his cock was at my entrance, so I began to push. Fuck did it hurt and he and I moaned so loud that the basement tenants could hear us and we were on the 5th floor. As I slowly slid it inside, if felt like my pussy was being rammed by a semi, but it got there and I started to ride it like a cowboy in a rodeo. As I fucked him he kissed my lips, my tits, and sucked and groped my nipples. I was going nuts, a few bucks after I first started on his cock, I came, but he was still going. I pulled off him, turned around, and went back on. I moved my hips up and down a couple of time, but it was difficult since he was big and I was small. I couldn’t do what I was doing and got off. All of a sudden, I was on my back and he went on top. He started to fuck me hard and his balls were bouncing off me like racquet balls. He had stamina, we must have fucked for at least an hour before he came, I came at least 3 or 4 times. As I pulled away from his limping cock, he held me around the shoulder as I grabbed him across the chest. The next morning, I left a note saying that it was a fun night and we had to do it again some time. As a P.S., I said that I would contact him, no offense.
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I work in the restaurant business as a server at a nationwide restaurant chain. I have many good stories from my experiences, but only one of them is of the sexual nature. Her name was Krissy, and she was a host at our particular restaurant. We had met at work a year or so before, and had become friends. We'd go out to bars together, usually with a group of work friends, and we both loved it when we worked closing shifts together, as we kept each other amused during the boring late night hours. We really were nothing more than friends, although we had made out once before, and we both knew that we were into each other. She had also told me once (after a great night barhopping, and many drinks) that she had always fantasized about having sex at work. Normally, the host is out the door by 11:00pm, as the restaurant is pretty empty at this point. On this particular night, however, we had gotten pretty busy right around 10:45, so Krissy was still there when we closed at midnight. By 12:30, all of the cooks had cleaned and closed down the kitchen and were gone. Only myself, Krissy, and our manager remained in the restaurant. Our manager was in the office, going over the days business, counting money, and doing paperwork. I had finished my cleaning for the night, and wondered up front looking for Krissy. If we left at the same time, I usually walked her to her car, what with it being dark and all. She was nowhere to be found in the front of the restaurant, so I walked back to the restrooms, figuring she was cleaning in there, as she is supposed to at the end of the night. The men's restroom was empty, so I opened the women's door and heard her humming to herself. "Hey, Krissy," I called. "Yeah?" I heard the slosh of water as she dunked a mop into the bucket. I walked up behind her and put my arms around her. "Everyone's gone," I whispered into her ear. She turned around and gave me a puzzled look, to which I responded by kissing her softly on the lips. I brushed my fingers through her hair, and she let the mop fall from her hands. We had previously kissed before, a few times, so this wasn't unfamiliar territory for us. I gently parted her lips with my tongue, and she responded eagerly with hers. Still, my fingers ran through her long blonde hair, and she put her hand on my chest. As the minutes passed, she unbuttoned my shirt. As soon as it was undone, I slipped it off and let it fall to the floor, then lifted her shirt over her head. Her glorious breasts looked as if they were going to burst forth from her colorful polka dot bra. I worked my kisses down to her neck, and then further down to the top of her tits. Krissy took a step back and pulled me towards her. Seeing where she was going, I picked her up and put her on the counter. We resumed kissing, and I used a free hand to unclasp her bra, while she unbutton her pants. Her large breasts finally fell free, and I turned my attention to them. Softly I kissed them all over, then finally placed one of her nipples in my mouth. I flicked it with my tongue, while I used my free hand to caress her other breast. Krissy let out a soft moan and leaned back against the wall. As I kissed my way down her stomach, I pulled off her pants and panties. Slowly I work my way down to her exposed pussy, which she kept neatly trimmed. I kissed the insides of her legs, all around her vagina, slowly making my way towards her wetness. She moaned again as I spread her labia and inserted my tongue. I teased her with a few licks, and finally playfully licked her clit. Krissy ran her fingers through my hair and grabbed a large chunk and I upped my pace and put two fingers into her slippery pussy. I worked them in and out and continued licking her clit, to which she responded with another slow moan. She finally pulled my hair, lifting my face to hers and kissed me passionately. Scooting forward on the counter, Krissy unbuttoned my pants and shoved them down, exposing my throbbing cock. She grabbed it and pulled me close to continue kissing. Our tongues danced and she worked her hand back and forth. I still had two fingers inside her, and was now using one to gently rub her clit. After what could have been seconds, minutes, or hours, she pulled away from my kiss. "Stop teasing," she whispered, "and give it to me." I obliged by scooting her to the edge of the counter and thrusting my hard cock into her dripping pussy. I slowly worked my hips back and forth, caressing her tits with one hand, and pulling her into another kiss with the other. We upped the pace and moved a hand down to rub her clit while furiously working my hips. She moaned loudly, and I could tell she was about to reach climax. I continued faster, and she threw her head back and moaned. I felt a fresh wave of warm fluid rush over my cock. I continued for a few more pumps then pull out and shot my load unto her stomach and tits. Krissy dropped off the the counter and to her knees then licked my cock clean. I pulled her upright and kissed her again passionately. After a few more minutes of kissing, we finally pulled apart then looked around. Our clothes were strewn across the bathroom floor. I playfully slapped her ass and gathered up her clothes. As I handed them to her I looked around again and laughed. "Don't forget to the clean that counter," I said with a smile and gathered up my own clothes. She lauged and put on her clothes. "Next time we'll do it out front, so you have to clean up after," she said and laughed again. It was the first time we had sex at work, but it probably won't be the last.
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I have a story of the very first time I sucked a dick. I actually sucked four dicks my first time, but never the less, it still was the first time I ever done that. It was back when I was a 15 year old boy and I was on a family camping trip up in the mountains of Colorado. At that age, I was really big into playing Army and all that, and I had all the gear because my dad owned a used Army surplus store. It happened on the second day of our trip, I got all dressed up and went out into the woods to recon the area. I was pretty deep into the forest when I heard voices and laughter. So I snuck up on the campsite and observed three men drinking around a camp fire and having a good time. All of them were white men around 30 years of age, give or take a year or two, and they all had beer and were passing around a bottle of hard liquor and talking about some girl they knew who gave really good head. I stayed hidden, watching them and listening to their conversation about getting their dick’s sucked. After a few minutes of hanging out and thinking about trying to sneak up on the ice chest to snag a beer for myself, I had decided not to try that and I turned around to sneak off when a fourth man grabbed me. He said, "what the fuck you think your doing?" The other three men heard him and came over us. I was surrounded by them and I was feeling a bit scared when I said, "I was just passing by." The man who had caught me said, "BULLSHIT! I caught him ease dropping on you guys." One of the other men said, "Is that right? You like conversations about sucking dick boy?" Another man said, "Ya he does, and I think he wants to suck some dick now. What do you think Mike?" Mike said, "I think your right, so lets not disappoint him and give him what he wants." I was really scared now, and I said, "I don't want to do that. Please let me go" He turned to me and said, "When your done sucking dick, now get on your knees and open your mouth." I said again, "I don't want to." He grabbed me by the shirt, pulled me to him, put his face in mine, and aggressively said, "Listen! and listen good. Your going to suck my cock you little bitch, and your going to eat my cum. Then, when your done with me, your going to suck his cock, and then his cock, and then his, and you better swallow every drop. You got that?" I just shook my head "yes" in silence and he let go of me. I was still feeling scared as he put his hand on my head and pushed me down onto my knees. He said, "You better suck it like you love it." I have to admit that even though I was scared, I was also feeling a little bit excited from being forced to suck dick, and that I couldn’t do anything to stop it. As he started to undo his pants, one of the other men said, "Just relax and enjoy it kid. You might like it.” When he dropped his pants, his dick popped out right in front of my face. I just stared at it and thought about what he said about enjoying it. His cock was mostly hard and it was a fairly big dick, with a nice big mushroom cap on it. His balls were nice and tight and seemed perfectly round. I actually thought they were sexy. He held my head and moved it to his dick. I grabbed it and put it into my mouth and began sucking it. I felt his dick get rock hard in my mouth as I tried to suck it the best I could. Sucking his cock was making me really horny. I was enjoying it. A short time into it, he began to give me instructions on how he wanted me to suck it. He told me how to use my tongue while sucking it like a straw. He explained how he wanted me to caress his balls with one hand, as I took my other hand and stroked his dick at the base as I continued to suck on it. After a little bit of practice, I was doing it pretty good. He told me I was a natural dick sucker, and the thing about it was, I was really looking forward to sucking the other three dick’s that were in my face as well. I continued to suck his dick for a good half hour or so before he grabbed my head and held it tight as he fucked my mouth really fast. All of a sudden, he let out a loud moan and a whole bunch of hot cum began shooting into my mouth and down my throat. It startled me at first, being my first time, I wasn't expecting it. Half of the first squirt was already down my throat before I knew he even came. but after I got the first taste of it, I loved it. Squirt after squirt kept shooting into my mouth, and with every squirt, I swallowed. I managed to swallow all of it without losing a drop. Pretty good for my first time. He milked the last of his cum onto my tongue and watched as I slurped it up. He said, "you like that, don't you?" I looked up at him with a big smile and said, "I love it, and I want more." One of the other men grabbed my head and said, "here you go. I'll give you more." He put his cock in my face and said, “take your time girlfriend.” His dick was as beautiful as his buddy's was, but a bit larger. I buried my face in his balls and began licking them as I started stroking his dick. He was hard as a rock and was eager to get his dick sucked. He grabbed my head and put his cock into my mouth and said, "suck my fucking dick." I sucked his cock for a good long while before he finally shot his load down my throat. I became addicted to eating cum. I licked up every drop I could milk out of his prick. Then I said, "Who's next?" I was eager to keep sucking dick. The third guy put his cock in my mouth and I sucked him off. Then the fourth guy. I was a dick sucking fool. I loved it and wanted to suck every dick I could find. I asked them if I could come back the next day and suck their dicks again. Of course they said "yes". But when I went back the next day, they were gone. They had packed up camp and left. I was so disappointed. I really wanted to suck their dick's again. As a matter of fact, I had been looking forward to it all night long. But what could I do? When I got home, I told my best-friend about what happened and asked him if he would let me suck his dick, and I couldn't believe it when he said "yes". That was great. I spent the next few years sucking his dick, not to mention a bunch of other dicks. I have been sucking dick now for over twenty years. Hopefully I have another twenty years of dick sucking. It's the greatest!!!!
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I have a story of the very first time I sucked a dick. I actually sucked four dicks my first time, but never the less, it still was the first time I ever done that. It was back when I was a 15 year old boy and I was on a family camping trip up in the mountains of Colorado. At that age, I was really big into playing Army and all that, and I had all the gear because my dad owned a used Army surplus store. It happened on the second day of our trip, I got all dressed up and went out into the woods to recon the area. I was pretty deep into the forest when I heard voices and laughter. So I snuck up on the campsite and observed three men drinking around a camp fire and having a good time. All of them were white men around 30 years of age, give or take a year or two, and they all had beer and were passing around a bottle of hard liquor and talking about some girl they knew who gave really good head. I stayed hidden, watching them and listening to their conversation about getting their dick’s sucked. After a few minutes of hanging out and thinking about trying to sneak up on the ice chest to snag a beer for myself, I had decided not to try that and I turned around to sneak off when a fourth man grabbed me. He said, "what the fuck you think your doing?" The other three men heard him and came over us. I was surrounded by them and I was feeling a bit scared when I said, "I was just passing by." The man who had caught me said, "BULLSHIT! I caught him ease dropping on you guys." One of the other men said, "Is that right? You like conversations about sucking dick boy?" Another man said, "Ya he does, and I think he wants to suck some dick now. What do you think Mike?" Mike said, "I think your right, so lets not disappoint him and give him what he wants." I was really scared now, and I said, "I don't want to do that. Please let me go" He turned to me and said, "When your done sucking dick, now get on your knees and open your mouth." I said again, "I don't want to." He grabbed me by the shirt, pulled me to him, put his face in mine, and aggressively said, "Listen! and listen good. Your going to suck my cock you little bitch, and your going to eat my cum. Then, when your done with me, your going to suck his cock, and then his cock, and then his, and you better swallow every drop. You got that?" I just shook my head "yes" in silence and he let go of me. I was still feeling scared as he put his hand on my head and pushed me down onto my knees. He said, "You better suck it like you love it." I have to admit that even though I was scared, I was also feeling a little bit excited from being forced to suck dick, and that I couldn’t do anything to stop it. As he started to undo his pants, one of the other men said, "Just relax and enjoy it kid. You might like it.” When he dropped his pants, his dick popped out right in front of my face. I just stared at it and thought about what he said about enjoying it. His cock was mostly hard and it was a fairly big dick, with a nice big mushroom cap on it. His balls were nice and tight and seemed perfectly round. I actually thought they were sexy. He held my head and moved it to his dick. I grabbed it and put it into my mouth and began sucking it. I felt his dick get rock hard in my mouth as I tried to suck it the best I could. Sucking his cock was making me really horny. I was enjoying it. A short time into it, he began to give me instructions on how he wanted me to suck it. He told me how to use my tongue while sucking it like a straw. He explained how he wanted me to caress his balls with one hand, as I took my other hand and stroked his dick at the base as I continued to suck on it. After a little bit of practice, I was doing it pretty good. He told me I was a natural dick sucker, and the thing about it was, I was really looking forward to sucking the other three dick’s that were in my face as well. I continued to suck his dick for a good half hour or so before he grabbed my head and held it tight as he fucked my mouth really fast. All of a sudden, he let out a loud moan and a whole bunch of hot cum began shooting into my mouth and down my throat. It startled me at first, being my first time, I wasn't expecting it. Half of the first squirt was already down my throat before I knew he even came. but after I got the first taste of it, I loved it. Squirt after squirt kept shooting into my mouth, and with every squirt, I swallowed. I managed to swallow all of it without losing a drop. Pretty good for my first time. He milked the last of his cum onto my tongue and watched as I slurped it up. He said, "you like that, don't you?" I looked up at him with a big smile and said, "I love it, and I want more." One of the other men grabbed my head and said, "here you go. I'll give you more." He put his cock in my face and said, “take your time girlfriend.” His dick was as beautiful as his buddy's was, but a bit larger. I buried my face in his balls and began licking them as I started stroking his dick. He was hard as a rock and was eager to get his dick sucked. He grabbed my head and put his cock into my mouth and said, "suck my fucking dick." I sucked his cock for a good long while before he finally shot his load down my throat. I became addicted to eating cum. I licked up every drop I could milk out of his prick. Then I said, "Who's next?" I was eager to keep sucking dick. The third guy put his cock in my mouth and I sucked him off. Then the fourth guy. I was a dick sucking fool. I loved it and wanted to suck every dick I could find. I asked them if I could come back the next day and suck their dicks again. Of course they said "yes". But when I went back the next day, they were gone. They had packed up camp and left. I was so disappointed. I really wanted to suck their dick's again. As a matter of fact, I had been looking forward to it all night long. But what could I do? When I got home, I told my best-friend about what happened and asked him if he would let me suck his dick, and I couldn't believe it when he said "yes". That was great. I spent the next few years sucking his dick, not to mention a bunch of other dicks. I have been sucking dick now for over twenty years. Hopefully I have another twenty years of dick sucking. It's the greatest!!!!
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When I finally decided who to go as, it was about 9 o’clock. I was a 5’5” Japanese woman with ‘C’ cup breasts, sexy legs, beautiful oriental face, in a tomboy outfit. I wore baggy jeans, a not so revealing top but was a bit form fitting, my hair was in a pony tail, and I had fingerless gloves on. I was the girl next door that nobody really knew, but was really sexy. At the bar, I see one of my guy friends who was really not that good with the ladies. He was cute, tall, in shape, and to me, a great guy to know. However, he was what they call “socially retarded”, and with me being a lady tonight, I told myself to help him out. I ordered a beer and walked over to him and asked if he wanted to play darts. At first he was dumbfounded that a girl asked him to play darts. But he said sure and we went to the board. After a game we went back to a booth and talked with a fresh round. We talked about relationships we both had. I told him about a guy who wasn’t horny enough. He told me that he would always go too fast. At this point I wanted to go outside for a smoke. So I asked him if he wanted one (I knew he smoked), and he said sure. Outside we both had a smoke and we talked a little more, about past relationships. I asked him more about going too fast. He said that it didn’t take that long to get second or third, but the girl he was with wanted to go a little slower. We went back inside and sat down again with a fresh round of brews. I started to hint at going somewhere else by dropping, “Do you live near here? I see you here frequently”. But he wasn’t picking it up. So we started to talk about what we looked for in the opposite sex. He said he wasn’t really into Asians but liked big tits and eyes. I knew he was lying about the Asian part, he always told me when I was guy that he had yellow fever. I told him I was looking not for ‘that guy’, but a ‘that nice guy’ who keeps getting blown by, which was him to the letter. I told him that whenever I go into a bar, I hated to be hit on by guys who spend more time in the bathroom prepping for the night than me, and doesn’t take long for me. He started to pick up what I was hinting, and he asked if I wanted to go for another smoke. I said sure, but I knew it wasn’t just for a smoke. Outside, it was a warm night with little wind but I asked him to hold me; I told him I was cold. He grabbed me around the shoulder and brought me in close. As he pulled me in, I went a little closer to him to feel his bulge in his pants. He was horny, and it felt big through his jeans. He knew I moved against his dick. I moved my head towards his; he looked at me said I had beautiful green eyes. I blushed a little and he went for the kiss. I pushed my lips right back against his. Our tongues danced together as they explored new mouths. I swear, if it was a little darker I he probably would’ve started to grope me since he said he went fast, but I would’ve done the same back. I told him let’s get a more private location. He drove us back to his apartment. I haven’t been on the receiving end of a fuck in a while. We went inside toward the elevator and as soon as the door closed we were at it again. When the elevator reached the floor, we left went towards his apartment locked at the lips. He managed to get the door open while his eyes were focused on mine. As we kissed our way inside, my shirt, bra, and pants disappeared, so did his shirt and pants. As we stood in just our lower underwear, I saw his bulge. It was huge! He was probably thinking the same about my tits. As I got a little hornier, I increased my boobs to a ‘D’ and my pussy was soaking wet. As our lips met again, his hands went for my chest, not noticing that they got a little bigger, while mine went for his cock. It was thick. It had to be at least 5” around and 7”-8” long. I wanted to suck his cock, so I pushed his body against the bed and went down on him. As soon I did this, he picked my little Asian body up and turned me around. We were now in a 69, along with his cock, his tongue was big, probing around my pussy and pushing itself inside. I was having trouble getting his massive dick inside my tiny Asian mouth, but I finally got it in. I tried to deep throat it, but I gagged every time. After what felt like ten minutes, I was extremely horny and wanted it inside my pussy. Before I was about to put it in, I asked him for a condom. He hesitated for a second, turned to his night stand and pulled one out. I ripped it open and wrapped his dick in the rubber. My soaking pussy was all the lubrication I needed, but my Asian twat was small and his cock was huge. I wanted to make my pussy bigger but I always wanted to know how it felt to get stretched out. As I got closer to his cock, I got hotter and hotter. Eventually the tip of his cock was at my entrance, so I began to push. Fuck did it hurt and he and I moaned so loud that the basement tenants could hear us and we were on the 5th floor. As I slowly slid it inside, if felt like my pussy was being rammed by a semi, but it got there and I started to ride it like a cowboy in a rodeo. As I fucked him he kissed my lips, my tits, and sucked and groped my nipples. I was going nuts, a few bucks after I first started on his cock, I came, but he was still going. I pulled off him, turned around, and went back on. I moved my hips up and down a couple of time, but it was difficult since he was big and I was small. I couldn’t do what I was doing and got off. All of a sudden, I was on my back and he went on top. He started to fuck me hard and his balls were bouncing off me like racquet balls. He had stamina, we must have fucked for at least an hour before he came, I came at least 3 or 4 times. As I pulled away from his limping cock, he held me around the shoulder as I grabbed him across the chest. The next morning, I left a note saying that it was a fun night and we had to do it again some time. As a P.S., I said that I would contact him, no offense.
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When I finally decided who to go as, it was about 9 o’clock. I was a 5’5” Japanese woman with ‘C’ cup breasts, sexy legs, beautiful oriental face, in a tomboy outfit. I wore baggy jeans, a not so revealing top but was a bit form fitting, my hair was in a pony tail, and I had fingerless gloves on. I was the girl next door that nobody really knew, but was really sexy. At the bar, I see one of my guy friends who was really not that good with the ladies. He was cute, tall, in shape, and to me, a great guy to know. However, he was what they call “socially retarded”, and with me being a lady tonight, I told myself to help him out. I ordered a beer and walked over to him and asked if he wanted to play darts. At first he was dumbfounded that a girl asked him to play darts. But he said sure and we went to the board. After a game we went back to a booth and talked with a fresh round. We talked about relationships we both had. I told him about a guy who wasn’t horny enough. He told me that he would always go too fast. At this point I wanted to go outside for a smoke. So I asked him if he wanted one (I knew he smoked), and he said sure. Outside we both had a smoke and we talked a little more, about past relationships. I asked him more about going too fast. He said that it didn’t take that long to get second or third, but the girl he was with wanted to go a little slower. We went back inside and sat down again with a fresh round of brews. I started to hint at going somewhere else by dropping, “Do you live near here? I see you here frequently”. But he wasn’t picking it up. So we started to talk about what we looked for in the opposite sex. He said he wasn’t really into Asians but liked big tits and eyes. I knew he was lying about the Asian part, he always told me when I was guy that he had yellow fever. I told him I was looking not for ‘that guy’, but a ‘that nice guy’ who keeps getting blown by, which was him to the letter. I told him that whenever I go into a bar, I hated to be hit on by guys who spend more time in the bathroom prepping for the night than me, and doesn’t take long for me. He started to pick up what I was hinting, and he asked if I wanted to go for another smoke. I said sure, but I knew it wasn’t just for a smoke. Outside, it was a warm night with little wind but I asked him to hold me; I told him I was cold. He grabbed me around the shoulder and brought me in close. As he pulled me in, I went a little closer to him to feel his bulge in his pants. He was horny, and it felt big through his jeans. He knew I moved against his dick. I moved my head towards his; he looked at me said I had beautiful green eyes. I blushed a little and he went for the kiss. I pushed my lips right back against his. Our tongues danced together as they explored new mouths. I swear, if it was a little darker I he probably would’ve started to grope me since he said he went fast, but I would’ve done the same back. I told him let’s get a more private location. He drove us back to his apartment. I haven’t been on the receiving end of a fuck in a while. We went inside toward the elevator and as soon as the door closed we were at it again. When the elevator reached the floor, we left went towards his apartment locked at the lips. He managed to get the door open while his eyes were focused on mine. As we kissed our way inside, my shirt, bra, and pants disappeared, so did his shirt and pants. As we stood in just our lower underwear, I saw his bulge. It was huge! He was probably thinking the same about my tits. As I got a little hornier, I increased my boobs to a ‘D’ and my pussy was soaking wet. As our lips met again, his hands went for my chest, not noticing that they got a little bigger, while mine went for his cock. It was thick. It had to be at least 5” around and 7”-8” long. I wanted to suck his cock, so I pushed his body against the bed and went down on him. As soon I did this, he picked my little Asian body up and turned me around. We were now in a 69, along with his cock, his tongue was big, probing around my pussy and pushing itself inside. I was having trouble getting his massive dick inside my tiny Asian mouth, but I finally got it in. I tried to deep throat it, but I gagged every time. After what felt like ten minutes, I was extremely horny and wanted it inside my pussy. Before I was about to put it in, I asked him for a condom. He hesitated for a second, turned to his night stand and pulled one out. I ripped it open and wrapped his dick in the rubber. My soaking pussy was all the lubrication I needed, but my Asian twat was small and his cock was huge. I wanted to make my pussy bigger but I always wanted to know how it felt to get stretched out. As I got closer to his cock, I got hotter and hotter. Eventually the tip of his cock was at my entrance, so I began to push. Fuck did it hurt and he and I moaned so loud that the basement tenants could hear us and we were on the 5th floor. As I slowly slid it inside, if felt like my pussy was being rammed by a semi, but it got there and I started to ride it like a cowboy in a rodeo. As I fucked him he kissed my lips, my tits, and sucked and groped my nipples. I was going nuts, a few bucks after I first started on his cock, I came, but he was still going. I pulled off him, turned around, and went back on. I moved my hips up and down a couple of time, but it was difficult since he was big and I was small. I couldn’t do what I was doing and got off. All of a sudden, I was on my back and he went on top. He started to fuck me hard and his balls were bouncing off me like racquet balls. He had stamina, we must have fucked for at least an hour before he came, I came at least 3 or 4 times. As I pulled away from his limping cock, he held me around the shoulder as I grabbed him across the chest. The next morning, I left a note saying that it was a fun night and we had to do it again some time. As a P.S., I said that I would contact him, no offense.
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As I went back to my apartment, I was in the tomboy look, but I didn’t dress myself up to stand out. It was only 10 or so in the morning. I went inside my apartment and passed out for a couple of hours. As I slept, my body remorphed into my original form ( I haven’t figured out why this doesn’t happen after I had fucked somebody and stayed the night, but I don’t want that to change). When I wake up, I thought to myself, “Tonight, it’s my turn to fuck somebody”. As I was thinking this, a person popped into my mind. This person, a girl, is one of my closest friends and one of the few people I told about what I can do and she has always has been intrigued about messing around. I called her up, told her what I wanted to do, she said, “yea sure”. My question for her was, how did she want to do this. She said, “Surprise me”. As she said that, I got really horny. When she finally hung up, I got in front of the mirror and started to shift around. The stock me was 6’ even, toned muscles, a six pack, and a 6.5” dick. She said to surprise her so that’s what I’m gonna do. The first thing that came to mind was lesbian. So my tight chest began to expand out ward with two flesh sacks. I let them grow to about an ‘E’ cup. My cock began to shrink and invert into a pussy. My face became soft and my hair grew out to mid back and turned a chocolate brown. As I looked in the mirror, I looked stunning, and naturally I wanted to go masturbate to my new body. I walked to my closet and pulled out a big vibrating dildo and went to my bed. It was about 10” long and 6” round, a bit bigger from the real cock from last night, but tonight I could make my pussy a little bigger to fit it in. But I first finger-blasted myself until I got really wet. I started with one finger and it quickly went to two, and my other hand was groping my big tit. Before I put the dildo in, I started think of a surprise and started to grow out my dick until it was the size of the dildo. So I was going to go shemale on her. At first I grew it out long, I wanted to tittie fuck myself while I sucked my own dick. By the time I got it to my mouth, it was as big as what a horse would have. I put my massive dick in-between my massive mammaries and put the head inside my mouth. I got really into sucking myself off, it was like doing crunches. I would push my tits against my shaft and squeeze my nipples as hard as I could. I was in sexual paradise! All my senses were in overdrive, that’s probably why I didn’t realize what was going on with my body. When I finally blew my load into my mouth, it was like a gallon of warm milk was dumped into my mouth. As I gagged on what was in my mouth, I realized the head of my dick changed shape and my shaft was covered in horse hair. Then as I went to stand, my dick slid into a pocket that formed on my stomach and my nuts were the size of grapefruits. I also noticed that I was significantly taller, maybe eight feet tall, but I didn’t want to think about that. All I wanted to know was what happened, how do I change back, and how did it happen. I started to think of my stock self, and eventually I returned to my original form. I was thinking to myself that I have done that before, shemale self sucking, but why did I start to turn into a horse. I put it to the back of mind, needed to focus on tonight. I knew what I was going to do with my friend, and not a moment too soon. She came over early. When I opened the door, she said, “that’s the surprise?” I said to her, “it’s coming later, lets get some food.” When we got back, I told her to get ready. I saw her go to the bed and start taking off her clothes. She was beautiful. Her body was amazing, 5’9”, flowing black hair, perfect ‘C’ tits, and an ass that was indescribably. But the best part of her was two fold, her legs and her face. Her eyes in particular, I could get lost in them for days. She saw me staring and told me to get a move on in a very seductive way. So I went into the bathroom, went to the form I morphed into earlier and put on a bath robe and walked into the bedroom. Was she surprised to see a girl to come in. She was thinking of a ripped guy with a 10” cock. At least she got part of it right. It was hard to hide my hard-on with her spread out on the bed. I crawled up right next to her and gave her a passionate kiss. She went for my robe to take it off, but I over powered her and kept it on a little longer. As we kissed, my hand found her tit and her hand went through the slit in the robe to mine. That’s when she pulled the robe off to see the raging boner I had. That’s when she figured out the whole surprise. She backed off a minute then realized she asked for a surprise, so she went down on me and started to suck my prick. After an amazing blow job, it was my turn. I went down on her and let my tongue grow a bit and it probed her pussy like a navigator in virgin waters. When she finally came, she wanted me inside her. I picked her up and moved her further on the bed and I went to position to penetrate. My cock teased her a bit, going around the lips, then I started putting pressure on the entrance. It started to go in and she screamed in pleasure from the size of it. When I finally got all the way in, she looked at me and I said, “surprise!” I morphed a bit to become taller and I picked her up and I held her while I fucked her. Both our tits bouncing, our lips locked in passionate kissing. After a bit of that, I put her back on the bed and pulled out. I laid down with my cock at attention and she got on top with her back to me. She began to sit on my dick and she started to spaz a bit, she was coming again but I was still going. When she regained her composure, she started to ride me and grinded my dick. She was loving it, and so was I. She laid back, I grabbed her tits, and started playing with her nipples. She turned around, now she was facing me, came in close, and while she was bucking her hips, she grabbed my tits and squeezed my sensitive nipples. That’s when I came. Lucky for me, I had put on a condom as we started. When my limp dick finally came out, it was like something was leaking out of her. Oh wait, it was my fucking that made her sloppily wet. She moved up the bed, wrapped her arms around me, I did the same, and we had a passionate kiss. We stayed in each other’s arms all night. The next morning when she woke up, she started to give me a blow job, I pretended like I didn’t notice, and as soon as I was hard, we were at it again. At first she was on top, then I flipped us over and pinned her down. I started moving my hips slow, then I picked up the rhythm until I was pounding her twat and my balls were banging her gooch. She wrestled one of her arms free and pulled me down. We were kissing, and I was bucking. She came before me, and I filled her up. When we finally finished, we went to the bathroom and took a shower together. But this time, I pulled my dick in and formed a vagina. As we washed each other, we would make out. When she soaped me up, she dropped the soap and started to finger me, one finger, two finger, pretty soon, it was all her fingers, then something unexpected. She started to fist me. What a feeling this was. It was like five little dicks playing around in my pussy. She felt me contract and pulled out her fingers and started to eat me out. I came all over her face. She had all the fun in the shower. When we finally got out, I made breakfast, she stared at me, I stared at the food and her. I didn’t want the food to burn. After breakfast, I reverted back to my original form, lead to the door, and she gave me a passionate kiss goodbye. She said that next time we should go camping. I said sure and slowly closed the door as she went down the hall.
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One day, I went to a party at a friend’s house where a young brunette caught my eye; seeing the way she moved turned me on. I walked up to her and started dancing, soon we were dancing together. After a while we sat down and started talking. I introduced myself as Robyn, she told me her name was Chrystal. Not long after, Chrystal and I noticed that the party was dying down, and people were leaving. She asked if she could get a ride home since she had Ubered to the party. We left the party and I drove her home. As we pulled up in front of her apartment, she asked me if I wanted to come in for some more drinks, I accepted. I sat on the couch as Chrystal went to the kitchen to make some cocktails. After grabbing some drinks, Chrystal joined me sitting on the couch. After a while of talking, I put my hand on Chrystal’s thigh, and asked if she’d ever been with a girl. Chrystal said no and that she has a boyfriend, but they had talked about having a threesome. I told her that it would be a first for both of us then. I then leaned in gave her a short passionate kiss. After I broke the kiss, Chrystal said she’d like another. I gave her another and this time she kissed back. As we made out I took off Chrystal’s shirt and put my hands on her wonderful breasts; I could feel her erect nipples through her bra. Chrystal took off her bra and dropped it on the floor. I started to play with her amazing breasts, putting them in my mouth sucking on her nipples, and making her moan. Chrystal lead me to their bedroom, where I pushed her onto the bed and removed her shoes as Chrystal unsnapped and unzipped her pants. I pulled off her pants exposing her wet panties. Her panties were so wet it looked like a dam had burst. I put my mouth on her soaked panties and started to lick her pussy. The taste of her pussy was amazing! I couldn’t wait any longer, I pulled off Chrystal’s panties and started licking her shaved wet pussy making her moan loudly. My pussy was getting extremely wet eating her out. In a minute I made her cum in a powerful lesbian orgasm that made her moan loudly in passion. I stood up, undressed and joined Chrystal in bed. She gave me a passionate kiss while I gave her a taste of her pussy with my tongue. After breaking the kiss, I asked her how she was liking her first lesbian sex she rolled on top of me and said that it’s amazing and kissed me again. I started to guide her hands and lips down my body to my breasts where she started to suck on my nipples making me moan. I told her to keep going and continued to guide her hand down my body to my soaked pussy. At first all she did was look at it, then she gave my pussy a gentle, short, kiss. I told her to stick out her tongue and to lick my clit. She did one quick lick and asked, “Like that?” I replied, “Yes! Keep going that felt so good!” She was a natural. After a while I told her to suck my clit, and to play with it in her mouth. As she did, I could feel an orgasm building. She pulled away for a second saying “Your pussy tastes really good!” As I pulled her head back into my pussy I said “Good! Now keep eating me out until I cum!” After I said that I could feel her eat my pussy faster. I could tell that she wanted to make me cum but I kept holding back my orgasm because something inside of me made me want to give her the biggest orgasm I had ever had. I pulled her head away from my pussy and told her to lick her finger and put it inside of my pussy while she ate me out. As she put her wet finger in my pussy, my whole body started to shake in passion. I had no idea how much longer I could hold back this powerful orgasm. I told Chrystal to take her finger out and to put her tongue inside me. She stiffened her tongue and started tonguing my pussy. I couldn’t hold it anymore and I came in ecstasy as I thrived in pleasure. That’s when we heard the door open… Chrystal looked at me and said quietly “Rob is home, I told him I was bringing someone home with me! He probably thinks its one of my girlfriends. He’s going to be in for a surprise.” Chrystal told me to act normal and keep kissing me when he walks in. So I gave her another kiss and she said with a giggle, “This is probably every guy’s dream, but honestly I might like it too.” I smiled and gave Chrystal a passionate kiss. We could hear Rob in the kitchen making a ruckus. Chrystal asked, “What should we do when he walks in?” I asked with a devilish smile, “Can he join us?” Chrystal’s face lit up with a smile and said, “Maybe, but not so fast. The waiting and watching will make him even harder.” I rolled on top of her and started licking her nipples making them fully erect again. Now she knew what she wanted, she started to guide me down to her pussy. I said impressed “Wow! You really know what you want me to do to you.” She ordered, “Shut up and eat my pussy!” and she pushed my head into her pussy. After a while of eating her out, she pulled me towards her and said she’d like to try scissoring and see how it feels. With that, we pinched our legs between each other and started grinding back and forth. The feeling was incredible, we were sliding against each other, our pussys’ were so wet. The movement felt so good on our clits we were both moaning loudly. We started playing with each other’s nipples and making out. It was incredibly sexy. With both our heads tilted back in pleasure, we were shocked to see Rob standing in the door watching us. “Hi baby like what you see?” Chrystal said with a wink. He replied, “Yes, I’m feeling a little behind. Do you mind starting from the beginning?” Neither of us were complaining, so I kissed my way down Chrystal’s tight ass body to her soaking pussy and began eating her out again. Rob was too eager to get involved and Chrystal told him, “Patience. It’s Robyn’s turn, I love her eating me out, so you’ll have to wait your turn!” Rob quickly stated, “Fine, but I am going to watch.” He took off all his clothes and started stroking his growing cock. Shortly thereafter I made Chrystal scream out “OH MY GOD ROBYN YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM AGAIN!” She let out a powerful orgasm and Rob started stroking his cock faster, I kept thinking how lucky I got tonight. I rolled off her and sat up against the back to the bed with my legs spread and said, “Your turn.” As Chrystal maneuvered down and started to eat my pussy I said “You must be Rob. Fuck your girlfriend from behind while she eats my pussy.” Shocked at my demanding tone, I grabbed his cock gave it a nice tug and positioned him just behind his hot girlfriend. Chrystal kept licking my pussy as Rob started to vigorously fuck her. We were all moaning with the smell of sex in the air, it made me incredibly wet. After a while, I could feel the orgasm building. It was so hot watching Rob spank Chrystal and pull her hair all while fucking her pussy. I screamed, “Oh my gosh you two are going to make cum, Chrystal keep licking my clit.” I could hear Rob start to breathe faster and could tell he was going to cum soon, so I reached for his balls and cupped them while he pumped into his girlfriend faster and faster. Soon, he couldn’t contain himself any longer and moaned, “Oh Chrystal, you feel so good, I’m going to cum.” He then buried himself deep inside her and came. The site of this sent me over the edge and I yelled “Oh yes, oh yes, I’m cumming” as my body started to spasm in ecstasy. I couldn’t remember the last time I had so many orgasms in one night. Chrystal then positioned herself above me and I was face-to-face with her soaking pussy. She told me to “Lick her pussy” as she lowered herself onto my face. Her pussy combined with Rob’s cum tasted so good. She started to moan uncontrollably, while her nails dug into the sheets. I was licking her pussy clean. She snapped out of her pleasure when she saw that Rob was still rock hard after orgasming. Sensing her surprise, Rob said, “You don’t think I couldn’t hear you from the kitchen. I figured it was going to be a long night so I took a Cialis before I came in.” His cock looked so hard. I wanted him to fill my pussy, I was soaking wet. He looked at Chrystal and she gave him a slight curl of a smile and a nod as he positioned himself in front of my pussy. In one thrust, he started fucking me slowly. He then leaned over and started to make out with Chrystal as I was beneath them. I wish someone was filming because it looked so hot, Chrystal grinding her pussy into my face, while Rob started to fuck me faster, while I worked my tongue all over Chrystal’s pussy with them making out. After a while I told Rob to go a little faster. Chrystal’s head was tilted back in ecstasy while I continued to lick her pussy. I decided I would test my limits and lick my way down to her ass and back up. I took it as a sign of approval when she started to moan even louder. Then Chrystal told Rob to fuck me harder. As he did I could feel an orgasm building, I decided to try to hold back like I did before when Chrystal was eating me out earlier. Every time Chrystal or I moaned Rob would fuck me faster and faster. Just then, Chrystal screamed out, “Oh yes Robyn that feels so good. Keep going!” I could tell Chrystal and I were holding back orgasms, however, one silent look from her sent us over the edge and we screamed out together grabbing onto anything in site. Without hesitation, Rob pulled out, threw one of Chrystal’s legs over the other and fucked her for at least another 10 minutes until his eyes finally rolled back and he released his cum inside her. He collapsed on top of her. We all laid there for a little while longer until I felt it was time to go. As I left, I could hear her moans as he started to fuck her again. It’s a shame I never got their number, but some things are only a one-time deal and I wasn’t complaining!
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I work in the restaurant business as a server at a nationwide restaurant chain. I have many good stories from my experiences, but only one of them is of the sexual nature. Her name was Krissy, and she was a host at our particular restaurant. We had met at work a year or so before, and had become friends. We'd go out to bars together, usually with a group of work friends, and we both loved it when we worked closing shifts together, as we kept each other amused during the boring late night hours. We really were nothing more than friends, although we had made out once before, and we both knew that we were into each other. She had also told me once (after a great night barhopping, and many drinks) that she had always fantasized about having sex at work. Normally, the host is out the door by 11:00pm, as the restaurant is pretty empty at this point. On this particular night, however, we had gotten pretty busy right around 10:45, so Krissy was still there when we closed at midnight. By 12:30, all of the cooks had cleaned and closed down the kitchen and were gone. Only myself, Krissy, and our manager remained in the restaurant. Our manager was in the office, going over the days business, counting money, and doing paperwork. I had finished my cleaning for the night, and wondered up front looking for Krissy. If we left at the same time, I usually walked her to her car, what with it being dark and all. She was nowhere to be found in the front of the restaurant, so I walked back to the restrooms, figuring she was cleaning in there, as she is supposed to at the end of the night. The men's restroom was empty, so I opened the women's door and heard her humming to herself. "Hey, Krissy," I called. "Yeah?" I heard the slosh of water as she dunked a mop into the bucket. I walked up behind her and put my arms around her. "Everyone's gone," I whispered into her ear. She turned around and gave me a puzzled look, to which I responded by kissing her softly on the lips. I brushed my fingers through her hair, and she let the mop fall from her hands. We had previously kissed before, a few times, so this wasn't unfamiliar territory for us. I gently parted her lips with my tongue, and she responded eagerly with hers. Still, my fingers ran through her long blonde hair, and she put her hand on my chest. As the minutes passed, she unbuttoned my shirt. As soon as it was undone, I slipped it off and let it fall to the floor, then lifted her shirt over her head. Her glorious breasts looked as if they were going to burst forth from her colorful polka dot bra. I worked my kisses down to her neck, and then further down to the top of her tits. Krissy took a step back and pulled me towards her. Seeing where she was going, I picked her up and put her on the counter. We resumed kissing, and I used a free hand to unclasp her bra, while she unbutton her pants. Her large breasts finally fell free, and I turned my attention to them. Softly I kissed them all over, then finally placed one of her nipples in my mouth. I flicked it with my tongue, while I used my free hand to caress her other breast. Krissy let out a soft moan and leaned back against the wall. As I kissed my way down her stomach, I pulled off her pants and panties. Slowly I work my way down to her exposed pussy, which she kept neatly trimmed. I kissed the insides of her legs, all around her vagina, slowly making my way towards her wetness. She moaned again as I spread her labia and inserted my tongue. I teased her with a few licks, and finally playfully licked her clit. Krissy ran her fingers through my hair and grabbed a large chunk and I upped my pace and put two fingers into her slippery pussy. I worked them in and out and continued licking her clit, to which she responded with another slow moan. She finally pulled my hair, lifting my face to hers and kissed me passionately. Scooting forward on the counter, Krissy unbuttoned my pants and shoved them down, exposing my throbbing cock. She grabbed it and pulled me close to continue kissing. Our tongues danced and she worked her hand back and forth. I still had two fingers inside her, and was now using one to gently rub her clit. After what could have been seconds, minutes, or hours, she pulled away from my kiss. "Stop teasing," she whispered, "and give it to me." I obliged by scooting her to the edge of the counter and thrusting my hard cock into her dripping pussy. I slowly worked my hips back and forth, caressing her tits with one hand, and pulling her into another kiss with the other. We upped the pace and moved a hand down to rub her clit while furiously working my hips. She moaned loudly, and I could tell she was about to reach climax. I continued faster, and she threw her head back and moaned. I felt a fresh wave of warm fluid rush over my cock. I continued for a few more pumps then pull out and shot my load unto her stomach and tits. Krissy dropped off the the counter and to her knees then licked my cock clean. I pulled her upright and kissed her again passionately. After a few more minutes of kissing, we finally pulled apart then looked around. Our clothes were strewn across the bathroom floor. I playfully slapped her ass and gathered up her clothes. As I handed them to her I looked around again and laughed. "Don't forget to the clean that counter," I said with a smile and gathered up my own clothes. She lauged and put on her clothes. "Next time we'll do it out front, so you have to clean up after," she said and laughed again. It was the first time we had sex at work, but it probably won't be the last.
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I work in the restaurant business as a server at a nationwide restaurant chain. I have many good stories from my experiences, but only one of them is of the sexual nature. Her name was Krissy, and she was a host at our particular restaurant. We had met at work a year or so before, and had become friends. We'd go out to bars together, usually with a group of work friends, and we both loved it when we worked closing shifts together, as we kept each other amused during the boring late night hours. We really were nothing more than friends, although we had made out once before, and we both knew that we were into each other. She had also told me once (after a great night barhopping, and many drinks) that she had always fantasized about having sex at work. Normally, the host is out the door by 11:00pm, as the restaurant is pretty empty at this point. On this particular night, however, we had gotten pretty busy right around 10:45, so Krissy was still there when we closed at midnight. By 12:30, all of the cooks had cleaned and closed down the kitchen and were gone. Only myself, Krissy, and our manager remained in the restaurant. Our manager was in the office, going over the days business, counting money, and doing paperwork. I had finished my cleaning for the night, and wondered up front looking for Krissy. If we left at the same time, I usually walked her to her car, what with it being dark and all. She was nowhere to be found in the front of the restaurant, so I walked back to the restrooms, figuring she was cleaning in there, as she is supposed to at the end of the night. The men's restroom was empty, so I opened the women's door and heard her humming to herself. "Hey, Krissy," I called. "Yeah?" I heard the slosh of water as she dunked a mop into the bucket. I walked up behind her and put my arms around her. "Everyone's gone," I whispered into her ear. She turned around and gave me a puzzled look, to which I responded by kissing her softly on the lips. I brushed my fingers through her hair, and she let the mop fall from her hands. We had previously kissed before, a few times, so this wasn't unfamiliar territory for us. I gently parted her lips with my tongue, and she responded eagerly with hers. Still, my fingers ran through her long blonde hair, and she put her hand on my chest. As the minutes passed, she unbuttoned my shirt. As soon as it was undone, I slipped it off and let it fall to the floor, then lifted her shirt over her head. Her glorious breasts looked as if they were going to burst forth from her colorful polka dot bra. I worked my kisses down to her neck, and then further down to the top of her tits. Krissy took a step back and pulled me towards her. Seeing where she was going, I picked her up and put her on the counter. We resumed kissing, and I used a free hand to unclasp her bra, while she unbutton her pants. Her large breasts finally fell free, and I turned my attention to them. Softly I kissed them all over, then finally placed one of her nipples in my mouth. I flicked it with my tongue, while I used my free hand to caress her other breast. Krissy let out a soft moan and leaned back against the wall. As I kissed my way down her stomach, I pulled off her pants and panties. Slowly I work my way down to her exposed pussy, which she kept neatly trimmed. I kissed the insides of her legs, all around her vagina, slowly making my way towards her wetness. She moaned again as I spread her labia and inserted my tongue. I teased her with a few licks, and finally playfully licked her clit. Krissy ran her fingers through my hair and grabbed a large chunk and I upped my pace and put two fingers into her slippery pussy. I worked them in and out and continued licking her clit, to which she responded with another slow moan. She finally pulled my hair, lifting my face to hers and kissed me passionately. Scooting forward on the counter, Krissy unbuttoned my pants and shoved them down, exposing my throbbing cock. She grabbed it and pulled me close to continue kissing. Our tongues danced and she worked her hand back and forth. I still had two fingers inside her, and was now using one to gently rub her clit. After what could have been seconds, minutes, or hours, she pulled away from my kiss. "Stop teasing," she whispered, "and give it to me." I obliged by scooting her to the edge of the counter and thrusting my hard cock into her dripping pussy. I slowly worked my hips back and forth, caressing her tits with one hand, and pulling her into another kiss with the other. We upped the pace and moved a hand down to rub her clit while furiously working my hips. She moaned loudly, and I could tell she was about to reach climax. I continued faster, and she threw her head back and moaned. I felt a fresh wave of warm fluid rush over my cock. I continued for a few more pumps then pull out and shot my load unto her stomach and tits. Krissy dropped off the the counter and to her knees then licked my cock clean. I pulled her upright and kissed her again passionately. After a few more minutes of kissing, we finally pulled apart then looked around. Our clothes were strewn across the bathroom floor. I playfully slapped her ass and gathered up her clothes. As I handed them to her I looked around again and laughed. "Don't forget to the clean that counter," I said with a smile and gathered up my own clothes. She lauged and put on her clothes. "Next time we'll do it out front, so you have to clean up after," she said and laughed again. It was the first time we had sex at work, but it probably won't be the last.
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I work in the restaurant business as a server at a nationwide restaurant chain. I have many good stories from my experiences, but only one of them is of the sexual nature. Her name was Krissy, and she was a host at our particular restaurant. We had met at work a year or so before, and had become friends. We'd go out to bars together, usually with a group of work friends, and we both loved it when we worked closing shifts together, as we kept each other amused during the boring late night hours. We really were nothing more than friends, although we had made out once before, and we both knew that we were into each other. She had also told me once (after a great night barhopping, and many drinks) that she had always fantasized about having sex at work. Normally, the host is out the door by 11:00pm, as the restaurant is pretty empty at this point. On this particular night, however, we had gotten pretty busy right around 10:45, so Krissy was still there when we closed at midnight. By 12:30, all of the cooks had cleaned and closed down the kitchen and were gone. Only myself, Krissy, and our manager remained in the restaurant. Our manager was in the office, going over the days business, counting money, and doing paperwork. I had finished my cleaning for the night, and wondered up front looking for Krissy. If we left at the same time, I usually walked her to her car, what with it being dark and all. She was nowhere to be found in the front of the restaurant, so I walked back to the restrooms, figuring she was cleaning in there, as she is supposed to at the end of the night. The men's restroom was empty, so I opened the women's door and heard her humming to herself. "Hey, Krissy," I called. "Yeah?" I heard the slosh of water as she dunked a mop into the bucket. I walked up behind her and put my arms around her. "Everyone's gone," I whispered into her ear. She turned around and gave me a puzzled look, to which I responded by kissing her softly on the lips. I brushed my fingers through her hair, and she let the mop fall from her hands. We had previously kissed before, a few times, so this wasn't unfamiliar territory for us. I gently parted her lips with my tongue, and she responded eagerly with hers. Still, my fingers ran through her long blonde hair, and she put her hand on my chest. As the minutes passed, she unbuttoned my shirt. As soon as it was undone, I slipped it off and let it fall to the floor, then lifted her shirt over her head. Her glorious breasts looked as if they were going to burst forth from her colorful polka dot bra. I worked my kisses down to her neck, and then further down to the top of her tits. Krissy took a step back and pulled me towards her. Seeing where she was going, I picked her up and put her on the counter. We resumed kissing, and I used a free hand to unclasp her bra, while she unbutton her pants. Her large breasts finally fell free, and I turned my attention to them. Softly I kissed them all over, then finally placed one of her nipples in my mouth. I flicked it with my tongue, while I used my free hand to caress her other breast. Krissy let out a soft moan and leaned back against the wall. As I kissed my way down her stomach, I pulled off her pants and panties. Slowly I work my way down to her exposed pussy, which she kept neatly trimmed. I kissed the insides of her legs, all around her vagina, slowly making my way towards her wetness. She moaned again as I spread her labia and inserted my tongue. I teased her with a few licks, and finally playfully licked her clit. Krissy ran her fingers through my hair and grabbed a large chunk and I upped my pace and put two fingers into her slippery pussy. I worked them in and out and continued licking her clit, to which she responded with another slow moan. She finally pulled my hair, lifting my face to hers and kissed me passionately. Scooting forward on the counter, Krissy unbuttoned my pants and shoved them down, exposing my throbbing cock. She grabbed it and pulled me close to continue kissing. Our tongues danced and she worked her hand back and forth. I still had two fingers inside her, and was now using one to gently rub her clit. After what could have been seconds, minutes, or hours, she pulled away from my kiss. "Stop teasing," she whispered, "and give it to me." I obliged by scooting her to the edge of the counter and thrusting my hard cock into her dripping pussy. I slowly worked my hips back and forth, caressing her tits with one hand, and pulling her into another kiss with the other. We upped the pace and moved a hand down to rub her clit while furiously working my hips. She moaned loudly, and I could tell she was about to reach climax. I continued faster, and she threw her head back and moaned. I felt a fresh wave of warm fluid rush over my cock. I continued for a few more pumps then pull out and shot my load unto her stomach and tits. Krissy dropped off the the counter and to her knees then licked my cock clean. I pulled her upright and kissed her again passionately. After a few more minutes of kissing, we finally pulled apart then looked around. Our clothes were strewn across the bathroom floor. I playfully slapped her ass and gathered up her clothes. As I handed them to her I looked around again and laughed. "Don't forget to the clean that counter," I said with a smile and gathered up my own clothes. She lauged and put on her clothes. "Next time we'll do it out front, so you have to clean up after," she said and laughed again. It was the first time we had sex at work, but it probably won't be the last.
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It was the middle of May and school was almost out. Everyone was ready to escape the tortures of learning and kick back and relax for the next couple months. But no one wanted to leave more than Shannon, a freshman cheerleader at Waterloo High. She was indeed the most attractive girl in the entire school, complete with straight brown hair, suade blue eyes, full pouty lips, and the most bangable ass. Any boy's dream. But what was her reason for wanting to get out of school? Simple... so she could devote all of her time to fucking her older sister Maddi. Maddi was the only other girl in the school whose looks could compare with Shannon's. She was a sophomore and had a body that even Aphrodite would and probably did envy. It should therefore be pretty clear why in their spare time, the two sisters were quite inseperable. No one knew about their attraction to one another. Hell, no one knew they were even lesbians. Until one day after cheerleading practice. All the girls had gone home except for Maddi, Shannon, and Jamie (another cheerleader). However, Maddi and Shannon didn't realize they weren't completely alone and preceded to strip and hop into one of the shower stalls. The room steamed pretty quickly. They lathered eachother up and began exploring eachothers' privates with their fingers. Shannon began licking Maddi's lips and slowly moved down her neck. Maddi let out a sigh when Shannon reached her tits. Her nipples hardened and Shannon amused herself with them for a while. "You like that do you?" "Mmmmhmmm! Oooo, fuck I love you!" Maddi breathed harder and faster. Shannon reached behind Maddi and inserted a finger into her asshole. She yelped but Shannon quited her with a kiss. Maddi loved nothing more than to rub her tongue over the roof of Shannon's mouth. Shannon finally had to push her sister away so she could breath. Maddi was really getting into this. She dropped to her knees and bid Shannon to spread open her pussy. Then she darted her tongue in and out and ate every drop of juice Shannon excreted. It wasn't long before she erupted with an enormous orgasm, the sounds of which didn't escape Jamie's ears. She wandered over to the stall and poked her head around the corner. The sight of the two girls fondling eachother made her wetter than the sisters. She tried not to stare, but her eyes wouldn't look away. "Am I a lesbian?" She couldn't help but wonder. After all, she was watching two hot, sexy, naked girls rubbing and licking and stroking eachother... and enjoyied it. She didn't ponder the question too long, after all, this show wasn't going to last forever. She wanted Shannon and Maddi so badly. But how could she get them? How could she include herself in the sexual experience the sisters were sharing? She frantically searched through her mind for a solution that would allow her to both ask the girls if she could join, but at the same time not worry about anyone else finding out. Then it hit her. She tip toed to her locker and opened it, revealing her uniform and a fun-saver camera she used to make her end-of-the-year scrapbook. To her delight, it still had a bunch of film. She closed the door and returned to her previous spot. The lesbians were so interested in eating eachothers pussies, they didn't notice Jamie photographing them. After the role finished, she crept to the exit and trying to act innocent, called accross the room, "Who's in here?" Maddi and Shannon revealed their identities and asked what the hell she wanted. "Nothing it's just...umm..." Maybe she should have thought harder about what she was going to say. Not knowing Jamie knew their secret, the sisters continued their meals. "Well... a few of the cheerleaders are coming over to my house a little later, how'd you like to come around six." "We can cum right now, the-" "No, I mean... I have to get the house ready and everything, come around 6ish." "Alright, we'll be cumming around 6ish." Jamie left. The conversation broke the sisters' mood. It didn't matter. After all, they had a whole three hours to complete their fuck session at home... and they did. Meanwhile (while Shannon and Maddi were screwing eachother senseless) Jamie took her camera to the nearest 1 hour photo developer. She walked home and it was on her way, so no bother. She sat at home waiting, until she decided to call the girls to make sure they were still coming. The phone rang and Maddi had to remove her tongue from Shannon's asshole to answer it. "Hell-ooooooo." Shannon had begun stroking Maddi's 'hair'. "It's me, you two are still coming right?" "Ooooo, uhhh... I mean yea... we're still.. mmmmm.... cumming." "Great! I'll see you at six." There was no question in Jamie's mind what Shannon and Maddi were doing. She was reminded of the locker room (not like she could forget). She plopped down on the couch and removed her hip hugger jeans which showed off her tight ass. She reached a hand down her black panties and began self-pleasuring. Then it occurred to her- she had to pick up the photos. She quickly wrapped things up, grabbed her purse, and ran out the door. The lady behind the desk gave Jamie a strange look as she paid for the photos. After all, not often does a 15 year old girl get nude lesbian photos developed. She probably would have been questioned had she or the sisters looked their age. Their fully matured bodies made them look to be in their 20's. So she returned to her house awaiting the arrival of her future lovers. They arrived about half an hour late and Jamie nearly died of anticipation. They had lost track of time, probably around their 21st orgasm. Having expected everyone to have arrived, they were surprised to find that the only people at Jamie's house (aside from Jamie) was them. "Yea... I'm not sure where everyone else is," she said struggling to keep a straight face. The last thing she wanted to do was give herself away. It wasn't long before Maddi and Shannon got a bit suspicious. They could be at home taking a bath or playing with dildos or just plain kissing. "You did remember to invite the other girls right?" "Ummm... Hey! I got a wild idea! I heard about this game 'strip poker'. It's just like regular poker except instead of playing for money, the loser has to take off one item of clothing. You wanna play?" "Not particularly," Shannon replied. While the idea was rather tempting, there was absolutely no way she was going to share her sister with another girl. "Why not, you're not in the mood? Or did you two just blow all your energy fucking eachother in the locker room this afternoon?" Maddi and Shannon exchanged nervous glances as Jamie revealed the pictures of them 69ing eachother. "You in the mood now? How about this, I'll give you the pictures to self-pleasure over anytime you want. But someone's gotta do something for me. After all, fair is fair." The sisters knew where this was going. Why couldn't they resist eachother? At least until they got home. No, they had to satisfy their horny little selves at school. Right where they could be caught... and were. "Alright, name it." Jamie's face lit up. She knew she had them. Her own private puppets. Her own sultry, hot and horny sex slaves, forced to do whatever she wanted. She wasn't about to let the opportunity slide. "Take your pants off... no wait... undress eachother." They did as she told them and were actually quite enjoying themselves. I mean, being naked with the girl you wanna fuck isn't that bad of a punishment. In fact, Jamie was pretty hot. Fucking her might actually be fun. So they made a game out of it. They decided to see how horny they could make Jamie. Shannon reached into her purse and pulled out a porno magazine. You never know when it might come in handy after all. She spread it open where Jamie could see it. Then they started to immitate the girls in the pictures. One was on her back on the ground. The other sat on her face and let the one on the floor eat her asshole. She in turn massaged her nipples with the palms of her hands. Shannon was the girl on top. She began to finger Maddi's naval while stroking her sides. Jamie couldn't stand it anymore. She couldn't control herself. She tore of her clothes and began to self pleasure. "Don't you wanna join us," Shannon asked in a soft sexy voice. "After all, that's why we're here." Shannon removed her finger from Maddi's pussy and licked the juices. This sealed the deal. Jamie walked over to the couch. She barely had a chance to lie down and Shannon's pussy was in her mouth. All she could think to do was suck it. "Ooooooo, mmmmm, Maddi, she's a natural!" Maddi was caressing Jamie's stomach and decided to taset her vagina. Jamie had never even masturbated before. Earlier that day was her first time. So Maddi's tongue gave her an instant orgasm. "Shannon, she tastes just like you. Mmmmm, Jamie give me more!" Jamie consented and released more and more cum. The sound of Maddi's pleasure made Shannon a little jealous. "You mind if I have a taste." "I don't if Jamie doesn't." Shannon lifted her pussy from Jamie's mouth so she could answer. "Yes! Go ahead! Just somebody fuck me already!" Shannon and Jamie got in a 69 position. Actually, Jamie didn't care what position she was in, as long as her pussy was being eaten. Well Maddi was the only one without a fucked a pussy, so she made a fist and moved it in and out of herself. She got bored with that and then decided to help her sister along. She licked her asshole and reached her tongue in as far as Shannon would permit (which was pretty far). Shannon eventually reached her climax, but not before Jamie had a good dozen. The girls were screaming so loud, it was a wonder the neighbors didn't hear them. "So Jamie, how would you like to taste me?" Maddi waited long enough, she wanted in. While Jamie switched pussies, Shannon sat down to take a breather. Then, and idea popped into her head. She reached into her purse and pulled out a camera. The lesbians were so preoccupied with eachother, neither noticed Shannon photographing them. Somehow, she didn't think Jamie's pictures were going to be a problem anymore. But then again, Jamie didn't need the pictures anymore. The three had many more sexual encounters after that night, but were always careful never to get caught. There were times when they pressed their luck. For example, skipping class to film a fuck session in the girls room. After all, they couldn't be expected to resist eachoher less than 3-4 times a day. But they agreed that if another girl discovered their secret, neither had any problem letting her join the club.
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Sandy worked at a printing place that I did business with. When I first started going in, she worked at the front desk. She was a stunning blond. She was about 5’3”, and very curvy. She wasn’t fat by any means, she was what I like to call plush. But it was her smile that I noticed first, and her southern accent made me melt. When she’d get up to get my order, I couldn’t take my eyes off her round ass as she walked. I love the days when she would ware low cut tops and I’d get to see the cleavage she showed so proudly. It was a small business. It was just Sandy, her husband, and one other guy. I got to know them all real well over the next few years, but it was Sandy that kept me coming in to pick up my orders instead of sending our courier. Their business started getting better, so they hired someone to take Sandy’s place, and she went to work in the back. When I picked up orders, I always went into the back to talk with everyone. They all had their own work rooms, so I’d go for one to the other and visit, but I’d always go to Sandy’s last. We’d talk about our kids and stuff that was going on, and we’d flirt a little too. One day I went in and I was feeling a little down, and Sandy asked me what was wrong. I said it was no big deal, just a little case of the blues. Well she came up to me and said that maybe I just needed a hug. With that she put her arms around me and asked if it was helping. Well, she felt wonderful in my arms; her tits pressing into me, and smelling like wildflowers. I told her that it didn’t get any better than this. I gave her a little kiss on her neck as we parted. As I was driving back to my office, I could get her off my mind. The one thing that got to me the most was the little kiss I’d given her. It was just a peck on her neck, but it felt wonderful. I was wondering what she thought. I found a reason to go back the next day, cause I just had to see her again. I told the new girl at the front that I had to ask Sandy something, and just walked into the back. When Sandy saw me coming down the hall, she jumped up and held her arms out for another hug. As she snuggled into me, she said that she like the last one so much that she wanted another. I told her that it was all my pleasure, and we held each other a little longer and tighter than before. I’m sure she must have felt the bulge starting in my pants too. Again, I gave her a kiss on her neck. Then we chatted for a bit and I left. Well this went on for a couple of months. The hugs became longer; the kisses wetter, hands roamed a little more, and there was no hiding my hard-on any more. The big problem was her husband was always there. He never said anything about me hanging around his wife, and the hugging, which I always thought was strange. I could tell that she wanted to do more as much as I did, but I wasn’t sure how to get that done. One day before we broke the hug, I kidded her that we should get a room and do this right. She blushed and said she’d like that. The next time I went in and went to her little workspace, and she got up and closed the door. My heart leaped as I closed the door. She came up to me, turned her face up to me for our first kiss. Months of pent up sexual tension came out. We kissed passionately, wet, with tongues exploring each other’s mouth. I was cupping her ass with one hand and one of her tits with the other. She started rubbing my dick and telling me how bad she wanted me. We pushed back because we knew that we shouldn’t go any further there. Hell, her husband was not twenty feet from us in another room. I asked if she could get away early some day soon, and we could get a room. She told me she’d call me later and we’d figure it out. As I left, I noticed I had a large wet spot on the front of my pants. She called me a couple of hours later and said she’d made up a story about going to visit her mother to help with some house work, so she’d be able to leave about 2:30 Thursday afternoon. Her husband hated her mother, and refused to go to her house, so she felt safe that he wouldn’t check up on her. We made plans to meet in the parking lot of a restaurant and go to a near by hotel. When we met, she got in my car, kissed me and said to hurry to the hotel. I’d already gotten the room, so we went right up to the room. As I closed the door, she was instantly in my arms. As we were kissing, I could feel her heart beating as fast as mine. We started shuffling towards the bed, while trying to get out of our cloths. Once we were naked, I stepped back to look at her beautiful body. She blushed and little and asked if she looked as good as I was hoping for. I answered her by picking her up and laying her on the bed. I startled on her body on all fours, and I leaned over and starting kissing her. Then I started kissing her neck and began the trail down. Her tits were great. They weren’t the biggest tits around, but they were firm without a bit of sag, and had beautiful pink hard nipples. I spent a lot of time on them. She was wiggling and moaning, she then told me something amazing. As I was licking her belly button, she told me her husband never did anything like this. I asked what she meant. She said that he was the only man she’d ever been with, and all he wanted to do was screw. No foreplay, NOTHING. If she wasn’t ready, he’d push into her dry, and it hurt a lot. She said that she never enjoyed sex, but didn’t know any better. I didn’t know how to respond to that, so I just told her to relax and let me do the work. I slowly I worked my way down, and licked all around her inner thighs and right up to, but not quite on her pussy. I teased as long as I could, but when I saw how wet she was getting; I pulled her pussy lips apart and started licking from top to bottom. She started to cum as soon as my tongue made contact with love hole. She was screaming to god and holding my head to her pussy. When I got to her clit, I thought she was going to have heart failure she was cumming so hard. After a few minutes of a constant orgasm, I lifted my head from her gushing pussy to give her a break. She held my face to her belly still moaning with pleasure. Her belly was still raising and falling very fast, as she was trying to get me breath back. She looked down at me and said that was a first for her. I was amazed. She then asked if she could suck my dick. She said that he thought that oral sex of any kind was wrong. The only thing I could think was; my gain. I just flopped over and told her to help herself. She asked that I be patient with her because she had never done this either. This woman was in her thirties, married when she was seventeen, two kids, and had never had her pussy eaten or given a blowjob. No wonder she wanted this so badly. She slid down and gently took my dick in her hand, and started rubbing the precum around the head of my dick with her thumb. Timidly, she started to lick it. She went up and down the shaft wrapping her tongue around it. She asked if she could suck my balls. I told her just not to suck them to hard. She took one in her mouth, gently sucking as she was stroking my dick with her hand. After sucking both balls for a while, she started back up to the head. Then she took my throbbing head into her mouth. I let out a groan as she started sucking on it. You could tell she wasn’t sure what she was doing, but she was learning fast. She didn’t take more than half into her mouth, but she was jacking it with her hand at the same time. I could feel my nuts starting to tighten, and told her to stop before I came in her mouth. She looked up at me, with precum and spit stringing from her lips to my dick, and wanted to know why I didn’t want to cum in her mouth. I flipped her over and said that I wanted to but I wanted to cum in her pussy first. As I started pushing my dick into her wet velvet cunt, she pulled my face to her and started kissing me, with her slick lips. I pushed the seven inches I have all the way in till my balls were resting against her ass. She was groaning and sucking on my tongue, and started thrusting her ass to meet every stroke I made. She was so wet; you could hear a squishing sound with every move we made. It was incredibly sexy. She started talking in my ear; telling me to fuck her, make her pussy mine. She told me to slam my cock into her, the harder the better, and see love my balls slapping her ass. She started to cum then. It felt like an earthquake. It started out slowly, and was building into an earth shattering, screaming orgasm. That pushed me over the top, and I pushed my cock in to the hilt, and started shooting load after load into her waiting cunt. We were both screaming, grunting, and pushing our crotches together. It seemed that the cum would never stop shooting out of the end of my cock into her pussy. There was nothing else in the world, right then, except my dick and her pussy. After my orgasm subsided, I rolled off, and we held each other. She told me that she didn’t know sex could be so great. I told her that she just had a husband that didn’t care about her. She was loving playing with my dick. She was stroking it, rubbing the cum, and pussy juice around, and just staring at it. She asked if it was ok if she tasted our cum juice, and there was a LOT of it. I almost laughed, and said that was part of the fun. She leaned over and started licking it. She got a big smile on her face, and dove in cleaning me up. Then I went down and cleaned her pussy up. I also cleaned her asshole too, and when my tongue swept over her brown hole, she shuttered. When I came back up, she kissed me and said that her eyes had been opened to so much today, that her head was spinning. We still had a few hours before she needed to leave, so we talked and played with each other. She seemed to really love my cock. My dick is nothing real special, just seven inches, but she couldn’t take her hands off of it. She told me that her dumb ass husband didn’t like her to touch his and she had never sucked it. Then she asked if she could suck mine some more, because she really enjoyed it, and she wanted me to cum in her mouth this time. What are ya going to say to that? YOU BET!!!! She got down between my legs and asked if would get hard again. I just laughed and said that when she started sucking it, it would get real hard, real fast. She told me that if she wasn’t doing it the way I like it to let her know. Ya just gotta love it. She grabbed the base of my slick love shaft, and slowly put the head in her mouth. I told her use her tongue while she was sucking. She figured out what I was talking about, and my dick started to grow. She was still only taking about half of it in her mouth, so I told her to relax and try to take more. She gagged when it got down a little further than it had been. I told her to keep relaxing and not to worry about the gagging, and she’d soon be able to get it all in her mouth and down her throat. Well, she kept going, slobbering all over it, and after a little while she was able to get it all the way in. Then she went nuts. She started sucking me like she’d been doing it all her life. I guess she was trying to make up for lost time. I’d stopped looking at her by this point, and just threw my head back and enjoyed it. I loved the feeling when my balls came in contact with her chin. I was shouting how fucking great her mouth felt, and I was going to blow any minute. She kept deep throating my cock, and twisting her mouth around with every stroke. I grabbed her head and screamed at her that it was blast off time. She sucked it all the way into her throat and squeezed my balls, and I started shooting load after load into her mouth. She was surprised by the amount, and couldn’t keep swallowing, so she took my cock out of her mouth and I finished by spraying the rest my load one her face. As my breathing started to get normal again, I looked down at her and saw it was covered with my creamy sperm. It was dripping off her chin, back down onto my fading cock. I told her she looked more beautiful than I’d ever seen her. But she looked a little shocked; I don’t think she was expecting so much cum. She wanted to know if she’d done ok, and I told her that she’d done better than ok, she did fucking great. She was sorry that she couldn’t swallow it all, but she’d try and do better next time. I laughed again and told her she’d done just fine. I pulled her up, we kissed deeply, and then licked some of my cum off her face. I just couldn’t get over that she was so innocent about sex, but over the next couple of years she became a real vixen. We got so bold that when I’d come and visit her at work, she’d close and lock her door and suck my dick with her husband in the next room. Talk about exciting! By then she could swallow everything I could shoot out of the end of my dick. Talk about your customer service!
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Janine and I hadn't been on holiday for a long while, her studies at uni were always a priority and holidays are always put to the back of our minds. Now that uni was over we were free to plan what we wanted and as a surprise I planned on a week in the Caribbean, when I sprung it on her she could hardly believe it, I thought she may have been far too excited but I put that down to the fact that I was such a good boyfriend and she really needed the holiday. A few months later we were packed and queued in the airport to pick up the tickets, our passports were checked and we put in our bags, we were still pretty early so we decided to go through security and grab a meal at a bar. we were passing through security, I was through rather quick but Janine was taken aside by two of the male security staff, they advised us that she would need to be strip searched and I could wait in a side room till it was over, being that the world was still in security overdrive we agreed and thought nothing more of it. Janine entered the room with the two big guards, she looked around the room an exclaimed "Should there not be a female guard to do this?" The taller of the two stated "did you see a female guard outside?" Janine looked to the floor "no, I didn't see any." "Well" the guard chuckled, "its going to have to be us." Janine opened her mouth to speak and was immediately cut off by the shorter guard "We could call the police if you want to resist the search, that could take hours and you would miss your flight" “No, let’s just get it over with, I want to get back to my boyfriend and get on the plane as soon as possible.” “Oh you’ll be here for a while Miss, you won’t be going anywhere until we are satisfied with the search results.” “What does that mean?” asked Janine. “You’ll find out soon enough” said the tallest guard. “Place your hands against the wall and spread your legs.” Janine had already decided that she would do whatever she was told so that she would get to go on her holiday as soon as possible, so she complied with their orders. The tallest guard began to search Janine whilst the shorter guy was searching through her hand luggage. He was running his hands up and down her body searching for weapons, lingering a little too long on her breasts and ass, but she didn’t complain. In fact I think she might have enjoyed it a little, probably a lot. “OK Miss Hosie, we need you to take your clothes off now so that we can perform a thorough search.” “OK” Janine answered. As Janine turned around to start removing her clothes she noticed that the other guard had been digging through her bag and found her “emergency stash” of sex toys. She could feel her face starting to blush, standing naked in front of two strange men didn’t embarrass her but having them realise that she was a sexual deviant that couldn’t go a couple of hours without having something forced into her pussy was something that did embarrass her. “Well, look what we’ve got here! You like to use toys bitch?” asked the shorter guard. “Oh look Thompson, she’s blushing, and I think we might have embarrassed her.” “No, why should I be embarrassed? I’m a woman with sexual needs, it’s just that I need a lot more fulfilment than others.” Janine wasn’t happy that the men could read her so easily so she decided to act like a big, cock hungry slut. “Well I’m sure that’s something that we would need to see to believe” teased Officer Thompson. “Now, assume the position against the wall please Miss Hosie so that we can continue with this “search”.” Janine did as she was told. Officer Jack started to search her again in the same manner as before, his hands roaming all over her body, cupping her breasts to make sure she wasn’t hiding anything under them. Did I mention that she has quite large breasts? 32G, they are the best things in the world, except for her pussy that is always tight and wet. So as he was cupping her breast he started to squeeze them slightly which made Janine let out a little gasp of pleasure. Jack realised that Janine was enjoying this and rolled her nipples between his fingers a little which made Janine moan. He started to move further down her body rippling his fingers down her sides until he reached her ass and he started to squeeze the cheeks and pull them apart a little, it was then that he noticed a thick wet line running down the inside of her thighs. “What’s this Miss Hosie?” Thompson asked. “ Are you trying to smuggle some kind of contraband out of the country?” “N-no” Janine stuttered, a little embarrassed. “You’re just turning me on.” “I’m not sure I believe you Miss,” Thompson replied suspiciously. “So Johnston here is going to taste it to make sure.” Janine was a little unsure, but she wanted to get on that plane with me and go on holiday so she didn’t argue, but she didn’t expect what happened next. Officer Johnston came towards her and went down onto his knees and started to slowly lick the trail of fluid that had ran down her thighs, her legs quivered as his hot tongue got higher and higher on her thigh, his hot breath warming her skin. A sudden bolt of electricity ran through her body as Officer Johnston’s tongue made contact with her clit, she let out a long low groan, she adored her pussy being eaten. Officer Thompson grabbed her tits roughly and pulled her up-right off the wall he held her close to him as he whispered in her ear, "If you continue to not resist, this could be very pleasurable for you, so were gonna give you the choice, we can stop right now or we can take the next 25 minutes to fuck your tight pussy and ass, what do you say?" "I....I....I want you both to fuck me, I want you both to fill......mmmmm....fill me with your cum......please..." Janine moaned With Janine's mind now set on getting fucked she stepped off of Officer Johnston's soaking wet face and went to her knees on the cold floor, she enticed the men over and reached for both of their crotches, they slapped her hands away and did the honours themselves, they both almost in sync dropped their trousers and boxers unveiling 2 very thick and hard cocks, Janine's eyes widened as she reached for them both, felt their weight and noticed she couldn't touch her fingers and thumbs together at their thickest points. Janine leaned forward at took Officer Johnston's throbbing dick in her mouth first, she wanked Officer Thompson slowly with her left hand while she repaid Officer Johnston for the great pussy licking he gave her, instantly deep throating his impressive cock, moaning deeply as it filled her mouth, she gripped Officer Thompson cock harder now, making sure he knew he was next as she released Johnston’s hot dick from her wet mouth. She moved her head towards Officer Thompson’s cock, taking in the sight of his large tool, so veiny, so stiff and with no foreskin its large mushroom like head seemed to draw her in closer, she looked up at him gently licking the head of his cock, he grabbed the back of her head but didn’t push her anywhere, just let her continue to tease. “This little bitch wants to tease” Officer Thompson grunted, “Johnston, get behind her and show her what happens to teases around here” Not needing anymore convincing Johnston got behind her and lined up his stiff prick with her dripping pussy and slowly squeezed inch by inch into her, this caused her to open her mouth and gasp to which Officer Thompson decided to take advantage of and quickly force his cock into Janine’s mouth, her gasp became a groan as she felt Officer Johnston’s stomach and balls meet with her body, he was now fully inside her, she loved being filled with cock, to show her appreciation she squeezed her pussy as tight as she could making Officer Johnston moan with pleasure, he then withdrew a few inches of cock and rammed back in with a huge amount of force, she jutted forward and swallowed all of Officer Thompson’s member, just managing to breath through her nose he began to use her mouth like it was his wives pussy, sliding in and out, his heavy balls slapping her face. Her mind was racing, he thoughts spinning out of control, nothing in the world mattered apart from her and her new “friends”. Johnston was pumping his cock in and out of her tight pussy, grabbing hold of her ass making sure she didn’t get too far away, thus exposing her little tight rosebud of an anus. Johnston stopped his furious attack on her pussy and spoke for one of the first times since this began. “Thompson, trust me this whore’s pussy is amazing, just imagine what her ass is like, i mean if its anything like her pussy, your in for a wild fuck” “Is that so” Officer Thompson stated, “Seems like we’ve got a new game for you Miss Hosie, how about you get yourself on top of my buddy Johnston here and i get to pound your little ass” Janine gasping for air after her throat fucking “But...‘pant, pant’....I’ve... I’ve never had anything that big in there....’pant’....before” “Well” Officer Thompson chuckled, “Were gonna have to be done with you in 10 minutes or people will get suspicious, so you either do it or we tell your Boyfriend what a slut you are” Janine panicked slightly but knew she had to pleasure these bullies if she was going to get out of here, “Ok”, she growled, “Just please, at least use the lube from my luggage” She climbed on top of Johnston’s cock savouring the look on his face as she lowered herself down his shaft, something about him made her feel like this was right, Was it his big cock? His ripped body? His chiselled good looks? either way she was happy to be looking at him as she was being brutally used. Officer Thompson squeezed generous amounts of lube on his stiff rod and fingered Janine’s ass with 3 fingers, which felt like she was stretched to the limit at that point, he hips were grinding off Johnston’s pelvis, his fat cock being milked by her movements, he squatted above her aiming her cock at her ass, and lowered himself into her. She felt his imminent invasion and stopped all movement and tried to relax as much as possible, she felt his huge cock head enter her ass and felt her ass contract as the head passed though, she was relieved that the hardest part was over, she now had to use her body to work them both till they came. she started to thrust her pelvis in one direction then the other, trying to fuck them both at once but her movements were soon restricted as Officer Thompson lowered his entire body weight on to her. “No no no Miss Hosie, were going to use you till were satisfied, I though you would have understood that by now”, Officer Thompson grunted. With no warning at all they both started to thrust together, getting their timing right, both ramming their cocks into her now limp body, she had no control, had no choice but to lay their and take it, they were like animals, unstoppable, their power and strength over whelming her muscles, their grunts and groans over whelming her mind, this is the feeling she had searched for all her life, Fuck the sex toys, this is what she really wanted, this is what she was made for. She screamed in pleasure as these men released her carnal lusts and desires, feeling their large cocks stretching her insides, feeling their dicks rub together only separated by a thin piece of flesh, she could feel their climaxes building, she knew the feel of a cock about to cum, the swelling throb of the cock, the tightening of the balls not to mention the fast paced groans in her ears. she braced herself for the wave of cum, her lovers climaxed almost at the same time, the feeling of their hot seed filling her holes sent her over the edge, she grabbed her own tits and dug in her nails, she didn’t want it to end but knew she couldn’t hold it in, as they each shot their third and forth loads into her, she erupted with a high pitched squeal, more than likely heard by everyone in a square mile radius, she came so hard, like she had saved all her orgasms till that one point in time, she didn’t realise sex could feel this way. they all collapsed on each other and she could feel her “partners” cocks get softer inside her, Thompson rolled off her. He walked over to her luggage and seen she had packets of wet wipes in with her toy stash, “Seems like you come prepared for all occasions” All she could do was smile as she pulled Johnston’s cock out of her pussy, she staggered to her feet, her legs shaking violently as she made her way over to her clothes that were piled on the floor. Thompson threw a few wipes at Johnston and the packet at Janine, “You two, clean yourselves up, were got some acting to do” After 5 minutes of clean up, Janine made sure her clothes were as tidy as could be, the officers straightened their shirts and clipped on their ties. They took one look around the room to ensure all was as it was before and Officer Thompson stepped outside. “Thank you for your co-operation Miss Hosie, sorry if the process was a bit lengthy” Officer Thompson said sternly, “No, its quite ok officer” Janine offered, “Look at the world we live in, you cant be too careful” “Johnston”, Thompson ordered, “Give Miss Hosie her paper work, get her signature and let her get on her way, we’ve taken enough of her time” “Yes sir” Officer Johnston replied, “If you could sign here and here Miss Hosie and take these copies with you” “Thanks Officer” Janine said, then whispered “Don’t let him boss you around next time, you are by far the better fuck” With that she winked and turned to walk towards the waiting area, where Paddy was sitting with a magazine. “Hey there, you were gone for a while almost 40 minutes” I said, looking up at her, “I know baby, I wouldn’t go quietly, you know what these police and security people are like trying to force you into confessing to everything” Janine joked, “Your not wrong their, ha ha, how about we get that bite to eat we talked about?” I asked “Sounds good”, she replied, “My interrogation really worked up an appetite”......... 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Janine and I had finished our meal and we were walking to our flight gate. We were boarding in 25 minutes. We took our seats at the gate check in area. Janine seemed a little distant but she had been questioned for 40 minutes, they must have been rough on her, still she did have a wide smile so I knew she was ok. The area got busier and busier, lots of families heading home and a few other couples who im sure were all newly weds. Our flight was called and we headed on down to the plane, while boarding we were stopped by a very good-looking air steward. he was tall, perfect skin, chiselled jaw line, deep blue eyes, perfect smile, I assumed that given his job he was gay, my ignorance would be proved wrong later, "Are you guys newly weds? Any honeymoon couple get a free upgrade to first class and free champagne for the flight" Before Janine got a chance to speak, I blurted out, "Yes we are, married three days ago," Janine then flashed a rather impressive ring I bought her; it passed for a wedding ring, "Well" the Air steward said, "I hope you enjoy your flight, here are your complimentary first class passes" We both smiled and headed off to the first class area, it was lovely, lots of space, privacy shields, and the seats reclined into beds too; this was going to be a comfortable flight. The pilot made his announcements and we were soon on our way, I was not the best flier but Janine was a cool and relaxed as ive ever seen her, she was sipping on champagne and eating chocolates, she looked so happy and content. This holiday was going to do her the world of good, she deserved it. We took off at 8.30pm the flight was going to be about 9.5 hours so we were going to need to get a few hours sleep in before we landed. the chocolate had made Janine a bit hyper, as I started to nod off Janine was still trying to keep herself amused, listening to the radio stations and reading her book with a small light attached to the top of the page. The air steward was just making a routine check of the cabin when he saw that there was a small light a bit further up from where he was, as he approached he noticed Janine bathed in a small glow of light, she seemed to be the only one awake. He tapped her shoulder, “Excuse Me,” he quietly said Janine, a little startled, removed her ear phones and looked up, catching his stunning blue eyes in her book light made her stomach flutter, she managed to open her mouth, “Yes?” she said, trying to be calm. The air steward introduced himself, “My names Alex” “Im Janine” she replied, with a huge smile, Alex continued “Sorry to disturb you but I couldn’t help but notice you were awake, I was wondering if I could get you anything” “Well I am really bored sitting here” Janine said, “As you can see my boyfriend has fallen asleep too,” she giggled. Alex looked puzzled “Boyfriend? I though you guys were married” Shit, Janine had let the cat out the bag, her mind raced thinking of what to say, she stood up and grabbed Alex by the hand and took him to the kitchen situated at the front and closed the curtain behind them. She immediately whispered too him “look, ok, I fucked up, were not a married couple we just pretended so we could get a free upgrade”, Alex was taken back by her honesty, “Don’t worry about it, you’re not the first to do that” he grinned, “So you won’t tell the captain or anything” she smiled at him, “I wont utter a word” he reassured “Good, I didn’t want to make more mistakes today” she laughed, Alex looked inquisitively at her, “What do you mean?” “Give me more of that champagne and ill tell you” she said. She threw back glass after glass recounting in full detail to her new friend about her “interrogation”, he barely said a word as Janine gave every sordid detail. “Well Janine, that’s one hell of a story” Alex stated, “I don’t think ill be forgetting for a long time either” she laughed, Janine being really tipsy and her own panties being wet after her own story, she looked down at Alex’s crotch and noticed he was as stiff as a board. “Ha, I see those cocks did for you what they did for me“, pointing at Alex’s hard bulge, “What, no, that’s been all from you” Alex said, “Shut up, there is no way a guy as hot as you is straight” Janine said in disbelief, “Hey, not all of us are gay” he laughed. Janine’s eye light up and widened as she had wrongly assumed as her “husband” had that he, and all, Air Stewards were gay. Finding her body on auto pilot she step closer to him and grabbed hold of his cock through his trousers, “Prove it” she purred as his after-shave filled her nostrils With that he placed a kiss on her lips, she had never been kissed so passionately in her life, her entire body tingled as his hands gently caressed her back and waist, her own hands unbuttoning his shirt from top to bottom, pulling it open and feeling her hands run down his body. It was so hard and well toned, he had round pecks rock, hard abs. Janine stroked his body, she loved men who looked as good as they felt. She kissed her way down his body paying attention to his nipples and kissing every one of his gorgeous abs on the way down. She got him to sit on the counter behind him as she pulled off her top and bra, letting her huge tits spring free. “You know its hot women like you that stop me going gay” Alex chuckled Janine laughed with him and slowly brought her hands up to her tits and cupped them as if to display them to her confidant, “Trust me” she said, “Its men like you that stop me being faithful” With that, she quickly undid his trousers, grabbed both his trousers and boxers, and pulled them off in one quick movement. His cock sprang free not large by any means only 6.5 inches, she licked her lips in anticipation, although slightly disappointed, “Well, he is beautiful and has a heart stopping body, shame he’s not hung like an Adonis” she thought as she looked him up and down. She placed herself in front of him and poured the last of her glass of champagne over his cock, it made him jump and twitch. She then lent forward, took his rock hard cock between her tits, and gently teased the tip with her tongue. Janine looked up at him and said, “Well Alex, im gonna give you something no man could give you” Alex just moaned with approval as Janine slowly moved her tits up and down his cock, it being completely lost on the up stroke and just the tip being visible on the down stroke. Janine had a hold of her nipples and had made a vice like grip with her tits, his cock was going nowhere. Her pace quickened as she wanked his prick with her impressive tits, the heat and friction being produced was sending Alex over the edge, Janine could sense his impending climax and switched to sucking his solid member, she deep throated his entire cock and sucked with all she could, she kneaded his balls with her hands as he squirted his cum straight down her throat not even having to swallow as each spurt was fired. She sucked some more and released his cock. His breathing was erratic but had remained as stiff as a board. Janine looked him in the eye. “Hmm you’re cum tasted so good and your still hard, everything about you has impressed me so far” she said as she licked her lips savoring the taste of his cock. “Well, im not done yet Janine, after all you’ve still to cum for me” Alex ordered, With that he hoped off the counter and spun Janine round and roughly pulled down her jeans and underwear leaving them around her knees, he quickly got behind her and she lay her body flat on the counter, she reached back and held open her ass and pussy, “Well what you waiting for ’gay boy’ fuck my brains out” Janine growled, She barely finished her sentence when he grabbed her arms and held them in place as he slid his cock into her, he bottomed out quickly but was just hitting her g-spot in the perfect place, she bit her lip, she didn’t want to make too much noise after all the packed plane was silent and people were sleeping no more than 10 feet from where they were. His short controlled thrusts sent wave after wave of pleasure through her body, his strong arms holding her down, his hard body making contact with her’s, her pussy was producing so much cum, when ever he slid-in some of her juice would splash out onto his balls making a hot little squelch sound that was only drowned out by their breathing, Alex’s rhythmic pounding and constant g-spot stimulation brought Janine to climax very rapidly, she came time and time again, this well oiled machine of a man was relentless, he was just pounding away as if he was just using her for his own pleasure, she couldn’t stop cumming for him and she so desperately wanted him to cum inside her too. Janine just managed to cross her legs, from the knee down, while keeping herself balanced, making her pussy just that bit tighter, it was definitely having the desired effect as Alex started to grunt in appreciation. Janine’s soft wet pussy became a tight little hole as Alex squeezed his cock into her pussy, his entire cock being milked by her. He couldn’t take anymore and was cumming without warning deep into her, he held her tight against him, trying to bury himself in her as he emptied his entire load into her. Alex pulled out of her and Janine stood herself up and turned to face him. Janine looked into his exhausted eyes, “Oh god Alex that was a great fuck, you have certainly made this flight interesting” “You really know how to control a man with that pussy, ive never felt anything like it” Alex managed between breaths, “Well let’s just say ive had my fair share of cock, I know how to please, ha ha” Janine laughed as she pulled up her jeans and panties, Alex pulled on his trousers, “lets just hope your on the red eye on your way home from your holiday, I could use some more of this action” Janine leaned into him, looked him in the eye as she spoke, “I could use some of your cock again Alex, ill keep using this airline till we meet again” They kissed again, as if they had been lovers for years, gentle but with passion, intense but slow, they ment what they said, they wanted each other so badly, with that Janine pulled on her bra and top and stroked his face before leaving to go to the bathroom to tidy herself up. As she exited the bathroom Alex came from behind her and gave her ass a gentle, playful squeeze, she looked around to see that everyone was still asleep and quickly planted a kiss on his cheek and made her way to her seat. She settled in and put her book away, she was now ready to sleep, the adrenalin her lover had made her produce was subsiding and her body relaxed as she fell asleep........ A few hours past and Janine was shook awake by a little bit of turbulence, it was 4.30am and they would be landing soon. I was sitting next to her all smiles, “Morning sleepy head, they weren’t serving a full breakfast but I kept you some orange juice and some cereal and milk if you want it” Still trying to wake up Janine just smiled and opened up her orange juice and let out a huge yawn, “You still tired?, I thought you would have been refreshed after a few hours sleep” I stated, “Well you had lots more than I did, I was up reading most of the night, and I couldn’t get relaxed” Janine said blurry eyed, “Still a bit stressed out with the interrogation were you” I said in a concerned manner, No not really”, Janine said, “The chocolate and champagne had me buzzing a little, if you had been awake Id have talked your ears off” Before I could answer, she continued “I wasn’t alone all night, the Air Steward came over for a chat seeing as I was the only person awake” Sarcastically I retorted “so what did you guys talk about, cute boys? Hair care? Moisturisers?” Janine laughed, “Well kinda, we never got to talk about his sexuality” I laughed also, “Yeah well, it was a bit obvious to me” We finished our breakfast and stared out of the windows as the sun blazed through the windows, the pilot announced his approach to the airport as the cabin crew made their final checks. We landed quickly and without a hitch and were soon given the all clear to take of our seat belts and grab our bags, as we exited the plane we were met with the crew thanking us for using the airline and to hope we returned, we also thanked them on our way past. Our gay friend, who Janine had told me was called Alex, was the last in the procession, as we approached him he gave Janine and me a wide grin. “I hope you both enjoyed the flight and Janine thanks for the chat last night” Alex said, “Don’t mention it Alex, the pleasure was all mine and anyway I doubt I would have gotten any sleep at all if it wasn’t for you” Janine replied, “Well enjoy your holiday, see you again soon” He smiled, I shook his hand and stepped off the plane as we went up our exit ramp I quietly said to Janine “Yeah, definitely gay I think, his hand shake said it all” I whispered, “Well, most men that good looking usually are” Janine giggled, With that being said, we both enjoyed the sights and smells of a new country not to mention the heat as we entered the arrivals lounge in the airport, we collected our bags and met up with our holiday rep. We were ready to start our holiday, who knows what will happen next........ FIN
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One day, I went to a party at a friend’s house where a young brunette caught my eye; seeing the way she moved turned me on. I walked up to her and started dancing, soon we were dancing together. After a while we sat down and started talking. I introduced myself as Robyn, she told me her name was Chrystal. Not long after, Chrystal and I noticed that the party was dying down, and people were leaving. She asked if she could get a ride home since she had Ubered to the party. We left the party and I drove her home. As we pulled up in front of her apartment, she asked me if I wanted to come in for some more drinks, I accepted. I sat on the couch as Chrystal went to the kitchen to make some cocktails. After grabbing some drinks, Chrystal joined me sitting on the couch. After a while of talking, I put my hand on Chrystal’s thigh, and asked if she’d ever been with a girl. Chrystal said no and that she has a boyfriend, but they had talked about having a threesome. I told her that it would be a first for both of us then. I then leaned in gave her a short passionate kiss. After I broke the kiss, Chrystal said she’d like another. I gave her another and this time she kissed back. As we made out I took off Chrystal’s shirt and put my hands on her wonderful breasts; I could feel her erect nipples through her bra. Chrystal took off her bra and dropped it on the floor. I started to play with her amazing breasts, putting them in my mouth sucking on her nipples, and making her moan. Chrystal lead me to their bedroom, where I pushed her onto the bed and removed her shoes as Chrystal unsnapped and unzipped her pants. I pulled off her pants exposing her wet panties. Her panties were so wet it looked like a dam had burst. I put my mouth on her soaked panties and started to lick her pussy. The taste of her pussy was amazing! I couldn’t wait any longer, I pulled off Chrystal’s panties and started licking her shaved wet pussy making her moan loudly. My pussy was getting extremely wet eating her out. In a minute I made her cum in a powerful lesbian orgasm that made her moan loudly in passion. I stood up, undressed and joined Chrystal in bed. She gave me a passionate kiss while I gave her a taste of her pussy with my tongue. After breaking the kiss, I asked her how she was liking her first lesbian sex she rolled on top of me and said that it’s amazing and kissed me again. I started to guide her hands and lips down my body to my breasts where she started to suck on my nipples making me moan. I told her to keep going and continued to guide her hand down my body to my soaked pussy. At first all she did was look at it, then she gave my pussy a gentle, short, kiss. I told her to stick out her tongue and to lick my clit. She did one quick lick and asked, “Like that?” I replied, “Yes! Keep going that felt so good!” She was a natural. After a while I told her to suck my clit, and to play with it in her mouth. As she did, I could feel an orgasm building. She pulled away for a second saying “Your pussy tastes really good!” As I pulled her head back into my pussy I said “Good! Now keep eating me out until I cum!” After I said that I could feel her eat my pussy faster. I could tell that she wanted to make me cum but I kept holding back my orgasm because something inside of me made me want to give her the biggest orgasm I had ever had. I pulled her head away from my pussy and told her to lick her finger and put it inside of my pussy while she ate me out. As she put her wet finger in my pussy, my whole body started to shake in passion. I had no idea how much longer I could hold back this powerful orgasm. I told Chrystal to take her finger out and to put her tongue inside me. She stiffened her tongue and started tonguing my pussy. I couldn’t hold it anymore and I came in ecstasy as I thrived in pleasure. That’s when we heard the door open… Chrystal looked at me and said quietly “Rob is home, I told him I was bringing someone home with me! He probably thinks its one of my girlfriends. He’s going to be in for a surprise.” Chrystal told me to act normal and keep kissing me when he walks in. So I gave her another kiss and she said with a giggle, “This is probably every guy’s dream, but honestly I might like it too.” I smiled and gave Chrystal a passionate kiss. We could hear Rob in the kitchen making a ruckus. Chrystal asked, “What should we do when he walks in?” I asked with a devilish smile, “Can he join us?” Chrystal’s face lit up with a smile and said, “Maybe, but not so fast. The waiting and watching will make him even harder.” I rolled on top of her and started licking her nipples making them fully erect again. Now she knew what she wanted, she started to guide me down to her pussy. I said impressed “Wow! You really know what you want me to do to you.” She ordered, “Shut up and eat my pussy!” and she pushed my head into her pussy. After a while of eating her out, she pulled me towards her and said she’d like to try scissoring and see how it feels. With that, we pinched our legs between each other and started grinding back and forth. The feeling was incredible, we were sliding against each other, our pussys’ were so wet. The movement felt so good on our clits we were both moaning loudly. We started playing with each other’s nipples and making out. It was incredibly sexy. With both our heads tilted back in pleasure, we were shocked to see Rob standing in the door watching us. “Hi baby like what you see?” Chrystal said with a wink. He replied, “Yes, I’m feeling a little behind. Do you mind starting from the beginning?” Neither of us were complaining, so I kissed my way down Chrystal’s tight ass body to her soaking pussy and began eating her out again. Rob was too eager to get involved and Chrystal told him, “Patience. It’s Robyn’s turn, I love her eating me out, so you’ll have to wait your turn!” Rob quickly stated, “Fine, but I am going to watch.” He took off all his clothes and started stroking his growing cock. Shortly thereafter I made Chrystal scream out “OH MY GOD ROBYN YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM AGAIN!” She let out a powerful orgasm and Rob started stroking his cock faster, I kept thinking how lucky I got tonight. I rolled off her and sat up against the back to the bed with my legs spread and said, “Your turn.” As Chrystal maneuvered down and started to eat my pussy I said “You must be Rob. Fuck your girlfriend from behind while she eats my pussy.” Shocked at my demanding tone, I grabbed his cock gave it a nice tug and positioned him just behind his hot girlfriend. Chrystal kept licking my pussy as Rob started to vigorously fuck her. We were all moaning with the smell of sex in the air, it made me incredibly wet. After a while, I could feel the orgasm building. It was so hot watching Rob spank Chrystal and pull her hair all while fucking her pussy. I screamed, “Oh my gosh you two are going to make cum, Chrystal keep licking my clit.” I could hear Rob start to breathe faster and could tell he was going to cum soon, so I reached for his balls and cupped them while he pumped into his girlfriend faster and faster. Soon, he couldn’t contain himself any longer and moaned, “Oh Chrystal, you feel so good, I’m going to cum.” He then buried himself deep inside her and came. The site of this sent me over the edge and I yelled “Oh yes, oh yes, I’m cumming” as my body started to spasm in ecstasy. I couldn’t remember the last time I had so many orgasms in one night. Chrystal then positioned herself above me and I was face-to-face with her soaking pussy. She told me to “Lick her pussy” as she lowered herself onto my face. Her pussy combined with Rob’s cum tasted so good. She started to moan uncontrollably, while her nails dug into the sheets. I was licking her pussy clean. She snapped out of her pleasure when she saw that Rob was still rock hard after orgasming. Sensing her surprise, Rob said, “You don’t think I couldn’t hear you from the kitchen. I figured it was going to be a long night so I took a Cialis before I came in.” His cock looked so hard. I wanted him to fill my pussy, I was soaking wet. He looked at Chrystal and she gave him a slight curl of a smile and a nod as he positioned himself in front of my pussy. In one thrust, he started fucking me slowly. He then leaned over and started to make out with Chrystal as I was beneath them. I wish someone was filming because it looked so hot, Chrystal grinding her pussy into my face, while Rob started to fuck me faster, while I worked my tongue all over Chrystal’s pussy with them making out. After a while I told Rob to go a little faster. Chrystal’s head was tilted back in ecstasy while I continued to lick her pussy. I decided I would test my limits and lick my way down to her ass and back up. I took it as a sign of approval when she started to moan even louder. Then Chrystal told Rob to fuck me harder. As he did I could feel an orgasm building, I decided to try to hold back like I did before when Chrystal was eating me out earlier. Every time Chrystal or I moaned Rob would fuck me faster and faster. Just then, Chrystal screamed out, “Oh yes Robyn that feels so good. Keep going!” I could tell Chrystal and I were holding back orgasms, however, one silent look from her sent us over the edge and we screamed out together grabbing onto anything in site. Without hesitation, Rob pulled out, threw one of Chrystal’s legs over the other and fucked her for at least another 10 minutes until his eyes finally rolled back and he released his cum inside her. He collapsed on top of her. We all laid there for a little while longer until I felt it was time to go. As I left, I could hear her moans as he started to fuck her again. It’s a shame I never got their number, but some things are only a one-time deal and I wasn’t complaining!
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Janine and I had finished our meal and we were walking to our flight gate. We were boarding in 25 minutes. We took our seats at the gate check in area. Janine seemed a little distant but she had been questioned for 40 minutes, they must have been rough on her, still she did have a wide smile so I knew she was ok. The area got busier and busier, lots of families heading home and a few other couples who im sure were all newly weds. Our flight was called and we headed on down to the plane, while boarding we were stopped by a very good-looking air steward. he was tall, perfect skin, chiselled jaw line, deep blue eyes, perfect smile, I assumed that given his job he was gay, my ignorance would be proved wrong later, "Are you guys newly weds? Any honeymoon couple get a free upgrade to first class and free champagne for the flight" Before Janine got a chance to speak, I blurted out, "Yes we are, married three days ago," Janine then flashed a rather impressive ring I bought her; it passed for a wedding ring, "Well" the Air steward said, "I hope you enjoy your flight, here are your complimentary first class passes" We both smiled and headed off to the first class area, it was lovely, lots of space, privacy shields, and the seats reclined into beds too; this was going to be a comfortable flight. The pilot made his announcements and we were soon on our way, I was not the best flier but Janine was a cool and relaxed as ive ever seen her, she was sipping on champagne and eating chocolates, she looked so happy and content. This holiday was going to do her the world of good, she deserved it. We took off at 8.30pm the flight was going to be about 9.5 hours so we were going to need to get a few hours sleep in before we landed. the chocolate had made Janine a bit hyper, as I started to nod off Janine was still trying to keep herself amused, listening to the radio stations and reading her book with a small light attached to the top of the page. The air steward was just making a routine check of the cabin when he saw that there was a small light a bit further up from where he was, as he approached he noticed Janine bathed in a small glow of light, she seemed to be the only one awake. He tapped her shoulder, “Excuse Me,” he quietly said Janine, a little startled, removed her ear phones and looked up, catching his stunning blue eyes in her book light made her stomach flutter, she managed to open her mouth, “Yes?” she said, trying to be calm. The air steward introduced himself, “My names Alex” “Im Janine” she replied, with a huge smile, Alex continued “Sorry to disturb you but I couldn’t help but notice you were awake, I was wondering if I could get you anything” “Well I am really bored sitting here” Janine said, “As you can see my boyfriend has fallen asleep too,” she giggled. Alex looked puzzled “Boyfriend? I though you guys were married” Shit, Janine had let the cat out the bag, her mind raced thinking of what to say, she stood up and grabbed Alex by the hand and took him to the kitchen situated at the front and closed the curtain behind them. She immediately whispered too him “look, ok, I fucked up, were not a married couple we just pretended so we could get a free upgrade”, Alex was taken back by her honesty, “Don’t worry about it, you’re not the first to do that” he grinned, “So you won’t tell the captain or anything” she smiled at him, “I wont utter a word” he reassured “Good, I didn’t want to make more mistakes today” she laughed, Alex looked inquisitively at her, “What do you mean?” “Give me more of that champagne and ill tell you” she said. She threw back glass after glass recounting in full detail to her new friend about her “interrogation”, he barely said a word as Janine gave every sordid detail. “Well Janine, that’s one hell of a story” Alex stated, “I don’t think ill be forgetting for a long time either” she laughed, Janine being really tipsy and her own panties being wet after her own story, she looked down at Alex’s crotch and noticed he was as stiff as a board. “Ha, I see those cocks did for you what they did for me“, pointing at Alex’s hard bulge, “What, no, that’s been all from you” Alex said, “Shut up, there is no way a guy as hot as you is straight” Janine said in disbelief, “Hey, not all of us are gay” he laughed. Janine’s eye light up and widened as she had wrongly assumed as her “husband” had that he, and all, Air Stewards were gay. Finding her body on auto pilot she step closer to him and grabbed hold of his cock through his trousers, “Prove it” she purred as his after-shave filled her nostrils With that he placed a kiss on her lips, she had never been kissed so passionately in her life, her entire body tingled as his hands gently caressed her back and waist, her own hands unbuttoning his shirt from top to bottom, pulling it open and feeling her hands run down his body. It was so hard and well toned, he had round pecks rock, hard abs. Janine stroked his body, she loved men who looked as good as they felt. She kissed her way down his body paying attention to his nipples and kissing every one of his gorgeous abs on the way down. She got him to sit on the counter behind him as she pulled off her top and bra, letting her huge tits spring free. “You know its hot women like you that stop me going gay” Alex chuckled Janine laughed with him and slowly brought her hands up to her tits and cupped them as if to display them to her confidant, “Trust me” she said, “Its men like you that stop me being faithful” With that, she quickly undid his trousers, grabbed both his trousers and boxers, and pulled them off in one quick movement. His cock sprang free not large by any means only 6.5 inches, she licked her lips in anticipation, although slightly disappointed, “Well, he is beautiful and has a heart stopping body, shame he’s not hung like an Adonis” she thought as she looked him up and down. She placed herself in front of him and poured the last of her glass of champagne over his cock, it made him jump and twitch. She then lent forward, took his rock hard cock between her tits, and gently teased the tip with her tongue. Janine looked up at him and said, “Well Alex, im gonna give you something no man could give you” Alex just moaned with approval as Janine slowly moved her tits up and down his cock, it being completely lost on the up stroke and just the tip being visible on the down stroke. Janine had a hold of her nipples and had made a vice like grip with her tits, his cock was going nowhere. Her pace quickened as she wanked his prick with her impressive tits, the heat and friction being produced was sending Alex over the edge, Janine could sense his impending climax and switched to sucking his solid member, she deep throated his entire cock and sucked with all she could, she kneaded his balls with her hands as he squirted his cum straight down her throat not even having to swallow as each spurt was fired. She sucked some more and released his cock. His breathing was erratic but had remained as stiff as a board. Janine looked him in the eye. “Hmm you’re cum tasted so good and your still hard, everything about you has impressed me so far” she said as she licked her lips savoring the taste of his cock. “Well, im not done yet Janine, after all you’ve still to cum for me” Alex ordered, With that he hoped off the counter and spun Janine round and roughly pulled down her jeans and underwear leaving them around her knees, he quickly got behind her and she lay her body flat on the counter, she reached back and held open her ass and pussy, “Well what you waiting for ’gay boy’ fuck my brains out” Janine growled, She barely finished her sentence when he grabbed her arms and held them in place as he slid his cock into her, he bottomed out quickly but was just hitting her g-spot in the perfect place, she bit her lip, she didn’t want to make too much noise after all the packed plane was silent and people were sleeping no more than 10 feet from where they were. His short controlled thrusts sent wave after wave of pleasure through her body, his strong arms holding her down, his hard body making contact with her’s, her pussy was producing so much cum, when ever he slid-in some of her juice would splash out onto his balls making a hot little squelch sound that was only drowned out by their breathing, Alex’s rhythmic pounding and constant g-spot stimulation brought Janine to climax very rapidly, she came time and time again, this well oiled machine of a man was relentless, he was just pounding away as if he was just using her for his own pleasure, she couldn’t stop cumming for him and she so desperately wanted him to cum inside her too. Janine just managed to cross her legs, from the knee down, while keeping herself balanced, making her pussy just that bit tighter, it was definitely having the desired effect as Alex started to grunt in appreciation. Janine’s soft wet pussy became a tight little hole as Alex squeezed his cock into her pussy, his entire cock being milked by her. He couldn’t take anymore and was cumming without warning deep into her, he held her tight against him, trying to bury himself in her as he emptied his entire load into her. Alex pulled out of her and Janine stood herself up and turned to face him. Janine looked into his exhausted eyes, “Oh god Alex that was a great fuck, you have certainly made this flight interesting” “You really know how to control a man with that pussy, ive never felt anything like it” Alex managed between breaths, “Well let’s just say ive had my fair share of cock, I know how to please, ha ha” Janine laughed as she pulled up her jeans and panties, Alex pulled on his trousers, “lets just hope your on the red eye on your way home from your holiday, I could use some more of this action” Janine leaned into him, looked him in the eye as she spoke, “I could use some of your cock again Alex, ill keep using this airline till we meet again” They kissed again, as if they had been lovers for years, gentle but with passion, intense but slow, they ment what they said, they wanted each other so badly, with that Janine pulled on her bra and top and stroked his face before leaving to go to the bathroom to tidy herself up. As she exited the bathroom Alex came from behind her and gave her ass a gentle, playful squeeze, she looked around to see that everyone was still asleep and quickly planted a kiss on his cheek and made her way to her seat. She settled in and put her book away, she was now ready to sleep, the adrenalin her lover had made her produce was subsiding and her body relaxed as she fell asleep........ A few hours past and Janine was shook awake by a little bit of turbulence, it was 4.30am and they would be landing soon. I was sitting next to her all smiles, “Morning sleepy head, they weren’t serving a full breakfast but I kept you some orange juice and some cereal and milk if you want it” Still trying to wake up Janine just smiled and opened up her orange juice and let out a huge yawn, “You still tired?, I thought you would have been refreshed after a few hours sleep” I stated, “Well you had lots more than I did, I was up reading most of the night, and I couldn’t get relaxed” Janine said blurry eyed, “Still a bit stressed out with the interrogation were you” I said in a concerned manner, No not really”, Janine said, “The chocolate and champagne had me buzzing a little, if you had been awake Id have talked your ears off” Before I could answer, she continued “I wasn’t alone all night, the Air Steward came over for a chat seeing as I was the only person awake” Sarcastically I retorted “so what did you guys talk about, cute boys? Hair care? Moisturisers?” Janine laughed, “Well kinda, we never got to talk about his sexuality” I laughed also, “Yeah well, it was a bit obvious to me” We finished our breakfast and stared out of the windows as the sun blazed through the windows, the pilot announced his approach to the airport as the cabin crew made their final checks. We landed quickly and without a hitch and were soon given the all clear to take of our seat belts and grab our bags, as we exited the plane we were met with the crew thanking us for using the airline and to hope we returned, we also thanked them on our way past. Our gay friend, who Janine had told me was called Alex, was the last in the procession, as we approached him he gave Janine and me a wide grin. “I hope you both enjoyed the flight and Janine thanks for the chat last night” Alex said, “Don’t mention it Alex, the pleasure was all mine and anyway I doubt I would have gotten any sleep at all if it wasn’t for you” Janine replied, “Well enjoy your holiday, see you again soon” He smiled, I shook his hand and stepped off the plane as we went up our exit ramp I quietly said to Janine “Yeah, definitely gay I think, his hand shake said it all” I whispered, “Well, most men that good looking usually are” Janine giggled, With that being said, we both enjoyed the sights and smells of a new country not to mention the heat as we entered the arrivals lounge in the airport, we collected our bags and met up with our holiday rep. We were ready to start our holiday, who knows what will happen next........ FIN
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Janine and I had finished our meal and we were walking to our flight gate. We were boarding in 25 minutes. We took our seats at the gate check in area. Janine seemed a little distant but she had been questioned for 40 minutes, they must have been rough on her, still she did have a wide smile so I knew she was ok. The area got busier and busier, lots of families heading home and a few other couples who im sure were all newly weds. Our flight was called and we headed on down to the plane, while boarding we were stopped by a very good-looking air steward. he was tall, perfect skin, chiselled jaw line, deep blue eyes, perfect smile, I assumed that given his job he was gay, my ignorance would be proved wrong later, "Are you guys newly weds? Any honeymoon couple get a free upgrade to first class and free champagne for the flight" Before Janine got a chance to speak, I blurted out, "Yes we are, married three days ago," Janine then flashed a rather impressive ring I bought her; it passed for a wedding ring, "Well" the Air steward said, "I hope you enjoy your flight, here are your complimentary first class passes" We both smiled and headed off to the first class area, it was lovely, lots of space, privacy shields, and the seats reclined into beds too; this was going to be a comfortable flight. The pilot made his announcements and we were soon on our way, I was not the best flier but Janine was a cool and relaxed as ive ever seen her, she was sipping on champagne and eating chocolates, she looked so happy and content. This holiday was going to do her the world of good, she deserved it. We took off at 8.30pm the flight was going to be about 9.5 hours so we were going to need to get a few hours sleep in before we landed. the chocolate had made Janine a bit hyper, as I started to nod off Janine was still trying to keep herself amused, listening to the radio stations and reading her book with a small light attached to the top of the page. The air steward was just making a routine check of the cabin when he saw that there was a small light a bit further up from where he was, as he approached he noticed Janine bathed in a small glow of light, she seemed to be the only one awake. He tapped her shoulder, “Excuse Me,” he quietly said Janine, a little startled, removed her ear phones and looked up, catching his stunning blue eyes in her book light made her stomach flutter, she managed to open her mouth, “Yes?” she said, trying to be calm. The air steward introduced himself, “My names Alex” “Im Janine” she replied, with a huge smile, Alex continued “Sorry to disturb you but I couldn’t help but notice you were awake, I was wondering if I could get you anything” “Well I am really bored sitting here” Janine said, “As you can see my boyfriend has fallen asleep too,” she giggled. Alex looked puzzled “Boyfriend? I though you guys were married” Shit, Janine had let the cat out the bag, her mind raced thinking of what to say, she stood up and grabbed Alex by the hand and took him to the kitchen situated at the front and closed the curtain behind them. She immediately whispered too him “look, ok, I fucked up, were not a married couple we just pretended so we could get a free upgrade”, Alex was taken back by her honesty, “Don’t worry about it, you’re not the first to do that” he grinned, “So you won’t tell the captain or anything” she smiled at him, “I wont utter a word” he reassured “Good, I didn’t want to make more mistakes today” she laughed, Alex looked inquisitively at her, “What do you mean?” “Give me more of that champagne and ill tell you” she said. She threw back glass after glass recounting in full detail to her new friend about her “interrogation”, he barely said a word as Janine gave every sordid detail. “Well Janine, that’s one hell of a story” Alex stated, “I don’t think ill be forgetting for a long time either” she laughed, Janine being really tipsy and her own panties being wet after her own story, she looked down at Alex’s crotch and noticed he was as stiff as a board. “Ha, I see those cocks did for you what they did for me“, pointing at Alex’s hard bulge, “What, no, that’s been all from you” Alex said, “Shut up, there is no way a guy as hot as you is straight” Janine said in disbelief, “Hey, not all of us are gay” he laughed. Janine’s eye light up and widened as she had wrongly assumed as her “husband” had that he, and all, Air Stewards were gay. Finding her body on auto pilot she step closer to him and grabbed hold of his cock through his trousers, “Prove it” she purred as his after-shave filled her nostrils With that he placed a kiss on her lips, she had never been kissed so passionately in her life, her entire body tingled as his hands gently caressed her back and waist, her own hands unbuttoning his shirt from top to bottom, pulling it open and feeling her hands run down his body. It was so hard and well toned, he had round pecks rock, hard abs. Janine stroked his body, she loved men who looked as good as they felt. She kissed her way down his body paying attention to his nipples and kissing every one of his gorgeous abs on the way down. She got him to sit on the counter behind him as she pulled off her top and bra, letting her huge tits spring free. “You know its hot women like you that stop me going gay” Alex chuckled Janine laughed with him and slowly brought her hands up to her tits and cupped them as if to display them to her confidant, “Trust me” she said, “Its men like you that stop me being faithful” With that, she quickly undid his trousers, grabbed both his trousers and boxers, and pulled them off in one quick movement. His cock sprang free not large by any means only 6.5 inches, she licked her lips in anticipation, although slightly disappointed, “Well, he is beautiful and has a heart stopping body, shame he’s not hung like an Adonis” she thought as she looked him up and down. She placed herself in front of him and poured the last of her glass of champagne over his cock, it made him jump and twitch. She then lent forward, took his rock hard cock between her tits, and gently teased the tip with her tongue. Janine looked up at him and said, “Well Alex, im gonna give you something no man could give you” Alex just moaned with approval as Janine slowly moved her tits up and down his cock, it being completely lost on the up stroke and just the tip being visible on the down stroke. Janine had a hold of her nipples and had made a vice like grip with her tits, his cock was going nowhere. Her pace quickened as she wanked his prick with her impressive tits, the heat and friction being produced was sending Alex over the edge, Janine could sense his impending climax and switched to sucking his solid member, she deep throated his entire cock and sucked with all she could, she kneaded his balls with her hands as he squirted his cum straight down her throat not even having to swallow as each spurt was fired. She sucked some more and released his cock. His breathing was erratic but had remained as stiff as a board. Janine looked him in the eye. “Hmm you’re cum tasted so good and your still hard, everything about you has impressed me so far” she said as she licked her lips savoring the taste of his cock. “Well, im not done yet Janine, after all you’ve still to cum for me” Alex ordered, With that he hoped off the counter and spun Janine round and roughly pulled down her jeans and underwear leaving them around her knees, he quickly got behind her and she lay her body flat on the counter, she reached back and held open her ass and pussy, “Well what you waiting for ’gay boy’ fuck my brains out” Janine growled, She barely finished her sentence when he grabbed her arms and held them in place as he slid his cock into her, he bottomed out quickly but was just hitting her g-spot in the perfect place, she bit her lip, she didn’t want to make too much noise after all the packed plane was silent and people were sleeping no more than 10 feet from where they were. His short controlled thrusts sent wave after wave of pleasure through her body, his strong arms holding her down, his hard body making contact with her’s, her pussy was producing so much cum, when ever he slid-in some of her juice would splash out onto his balls making a hot little squelch sound that was only drowned out by their breathing, Alex’s rhythmic pounding and constant g-spot stimulation brought Janine to climax very rapidly, she came time and time again, this well oiled machine of a man was relentless, he was just pounding away as if he was just using her for his own pleasure, she couldn’t stop cumming for him and she so desperately wanted him to cum inside her too. Janine just managed to cross her legs, from the knee down, while keeping herself balanced, making her pussy just that bit tighter, it was definitely having the desired effect as Alex started to grunt in appreciation. Janine’s soft wet pussy became a tight little hole as Alex squeezed his cock into her pussy, his entire cock being milked by her. He couldn’t take anymore and was cumming without warning deep into her, he held her tight against him, trying to bury himself in her as he emptied his entire load into her. Alex pulled out of her and Janine stood herself up and turned to face him. Janine looked into his exhausted eyes, “Oh god Alex that was a great fuck, you have certainly made this flight interesting” “You really know how to control a man with that pussy, ive never felt anything like it” Alex managed between breaths, “Well let’s just say ive had my fair share of cock, I know how to please, ha ha” Janine laughed as she pulled up her jeans and panties, Alex pulled on his trousers, “lets just hope your on the red eye on your way home from your holiday, I could use some more of this action” Janine leaned into him, looked him in the eye as she spoke, “I could use some of your cock again Alex, ill keep using this airline till we meet again” They kissed again, as if they had been lovers for years, gentle but with passion, intense but slow, they ment what they said, they wanted each other so badly, with that Janine pulled on her bra and top and stroked his face before leaving to go to the bathroom to tidy herself up. As she exited the bathroom Alex came from behind her and gave her ass a gentle, playful squeeze, she looked around to see that everyone was still asleep and quickly planted a kiss on his cheek and made her way to her seat. She settled in and put her book away, she was now ready to sleep, the adrenalin her lover had made her produce was subsiding and her body relaxed as she fell asleep........ A few hours past and Janine was shook awake by a little bit of turbulence, it was 4.30am and they would be landing soon. I was sitting next to her all smiles, “Morning sleepy head, they weren’t serving a full breakfast but I kept you some orange juice and some cereal and milk if you want it” Still trying to wake up Janine just smiled and opened up her orange juice and let out a huge yawn, “You still tired?, I thought you would have been refreshed after a few hours sleep” I stated, “Well you had lots more than I did, I was up reading most of the night, and I couldn’t get relaxed” Janine said blurry eyed, “Still a bit stressed out with the interrogation were you” I said in a concerned manner, No not really”, Janine said, “The chocolate and champagne had me buzzing a little, if you had been awake Id have talked your ears off” Before I could answer, she continued “I wasn’t alone all night, the Air Steward came over for a chat seeing as I was the only person awake” Sarcastically I retorted “so what did you guys talk about, cute boys? Hair care? Moisturisers?” Janine laughed, “Well kinda, we never got to talk about his sexuality” I laughed also, “Yeah well, it was a bit obvious to me” We finished our breakfast and stared out of the windows as the sun blazed through the windows, the pilot announced his approach to the airport as the cabin crew made their final checks. We landed quickly and without a hitch and were soon given the all clear to take of our seat belts and grab our bags, as we exited the plane we were met with the crew thanking us for using the airline and to hope we returned, we also thanked them on our way past. Our gay friend, who Janine had told me was called Alex, was the last in the procession, as we approached him he gave Janine and me a wide grin. “I hope you both enjoyed the flight and Janine thanks for the chat last night” Alex said, “Don’t mention it Alex, the pleasure was all mine and anyway I doubt I would have gotten any sleep at all if it wasn’t for you” Janine replied, “Well enjoy your holiday, see you again soon” He smiled, I shook his hand and stepped off the plane as we went up our exit ramp I quietly said to Janine “Yeah, definitely gay I think, his hand shake said it all” I whispered, “Well, most men that good looking usually are” Janine giggled, With that being said, we both enjoyed the sights and smells of a new country not to mention the heat as we entered the arrivals lounge in the airport, we collected our bags and met up with our holiday rep. We were ready to start our holiday, who knows what will happen next........ FIN
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It was quite a surprise when Amanda called me; much more surprising to find that she was drunk and stranded. She needed a ride home. Now maybe I’m a pushover and I need to be more assertive, but it’s just not in me to leave an old friend deserted in any downtown area in the middle of the night—even if downtown is a half-hour away, it’s the middle of the night, I have work in a few hours and the person I’m picking up is a manipulative, over-bearing prude of an ex-girlfriend. “Stay there, I’ll be there as soon as I can.” I explain the situation to my girlfriend as I get out of bed and start to get dressed. She isn’t happy about it, but she knows that there is no lingering interest in my mind for Amanda. I get in the car and get on the highway. She’s much drunker than I thought, and much thinner than I remember, though her breasts haven’t suffered, she certainly isn’t bothering to hide them anymore. The dress she is wearing is low-cut and supportive; they’re practically bursting out of her blouse. My cock twitches in spite of myself. She stumbles towards the car from the curb and struggles momentarily before hauling herself into the backseat of my girlfriend’s Taurus. Shutting the door she falls over sideways on the seat, her dress hiking high up her thigh and her breasts barely contained by her bra. “Thank you…..soooo much,” she manages to slur. “No problem,” I say shortly, “Buckle up.” “Yeshur,” she says, with a half-hearted attempt to give an ironic salute from her position lying in the back seat, legs strewn hither and thither around the passenger door. She sits up and one of her dress shoulder straps fall revealing a black lace bra. She reaches for the seat belt over her shoulder, spreading her legs as she did so. I forced myself to turn and look back through the front windshield and signal to merge back onto Fourth St., but not before I was brought to half-mast by my momentary pondering whether or not she shaves these days. “You know you were the best boyfriend I ever had,” she said as I pull out on the freeway. Don’t care, is what I thought, “Mmm-hmm” is what I said. “I would give anything to have you back.” “The only thing you’re ever going to get from me sweetheart is fucked in the ass,” it was meant as an insult, to shut her up. “Ok,” was what she said. From the back seat I hear her shifting around a few seconds later a pair of panties hit the rearview mirror. “This ass?” she asks, I glance in the mirror and she has unbuckled, pulled her dress up over her ass and bent over the back seat so that I can see her asshole between her spread cheeks and the tuft of brown hair between her legs that was her pussy. And in that instant I could smell how wet and hot she was. I became rock hard. “Sit down!” I said loudly. She ran her hand up and down between her crack. “Sit down and buckle up!” I said firmly. “Fine!” she said. She sat down and buckled up. But I could still smell her pussy. She had always been a wet one, and soon after she sat down I could smell her wetness as it seeped through her dress, ran down her crack and soaked her asshole. My hand instinctively pressed my crotch. Finally we get to her apartment. She gets out and slams the door, I watch her—admittedly almost hoping for another slip of the skirt—telling myself that it’s because I want to make sure she gets inside. Ironically enough this is a reasonable worry. She stood at the door for some minutes before beginning to bend and look around the door and in the bushes along the path. I turned off the engine, locked the doors and walked up to her. “Do you have your keys?” “YES!” she said vehemently. “Where are they?” “I don’t know!” “Then you don’t have them, do you?” “Fuck you,” she said evenly. I walked back to the car and looked in the back, they weren’t there. No keys on the path, along the path, next to the door, or, as far as I could see, in the bushes. I walked back up to her, she was leaning against the door for support by now. “Do you have a spare set?” “Duh.” “Where is it?” In response she promptly leaned over and vomited on my left shoe. I grabbed her shoulder to prevent her from falling, but she promptly went limp. Sighing to myself I prop her against the wall and start looking for the spare set. After searching for some time I come up empty handed. Hoping silently to myself that she has reliably found her own apartment I break a hole in a window large enough to get the latch, climb inside and open the door. Five minutes later I drop her on her bed and she wakes up, she needs to vomit again. I lead her to the bathroom and she pukes in the toilet. She rinses her mouth and I lead her back to her bedroom. I decide to stay a few minutes to make sure she doesn’t need to puke again and start unconsciously checking for signs of a boyfriend in her room. Looking back at the bed my cock goes rigid again. Lying on her stomach, her legs spread apart, her pussy was perfectly visible. God she was wet, she’d only been lying like that for a minute or two and already there was a wet patch growing from her crotch. There was a splotch on the ass of her dress and her crack was glistening with the wetness of her pussy. Knowing that she was completely passed out and egged on by her challenge in the backseat of the car I sat at the edge of the bed and carefully lifted her dress to see her crotch more clearly. I could feel a wet spot of my own in my pants when I saw how wet her pussy was. It was drenched; I could see her juices literally dripping off her clitoris and onto the bed sheet. I noticed that hadn’t shaved and it made me want even more to bury my face into her snatch. Hers was the kind of pussy that just the right amount of fuzz makes it look naughty. Abandoning all pretense I took two fingers and slid them slowly into her pussy, glorying in the feel of her warm tightness. She moaned softly in her doze and I could feel her pushing her ass instinctively toward me. Emboldened I added a third finger and rubbed her G-spot slowly. When I felt her shudder with the pleasure I pulled my fingers out and then rammed them home. The resultant orgasm sent her cum spurting around my fingers and up my forearm, wetting the inside of her spread thighs and enlargening the damp patch of bed spread beneath her crotch. I retracted my fingers and leaned over her, worried that she might be waking up. When I was assured that she was still out cold, I went over to the nightstand and unplugged her phone from the wall. Taking the cord I gently but firmly tied her hands together and then to the bedpost. If she was going to cheat on me with a womanizing bastard, then I was going to take what I never got out of our relationship. I walked around the bed and grabbed her ankles pulling her legs diagonally across the bed, and stretching her arms taut against her bonds. I took off my shirt and propped her up on her knees so that her face was in the pillow, ass in the air and legs spread wide. I took a moment to drink in the sight of her tied up like this, her back arched, thighs open, pussy dripping wet and ass spread wide and vulnerable. I reveled for a moment in the ecstasy of what was to come, something denied me for so long. I leaned forward and, starting with her crotch, took my tongue and ran it slowly and firmly from the clit up into her pussy, pausing to savor her hot, wet, taste, and then up over her taint to her asshole. There I stopped gently licking around her brown hole, enjoying the salty, sweaty scent of her ass, and enjoying the feel of her ass cheeks pressing against my face. Pulling my face up I spit on her asshole and watched it drip down to her pussy where it joined her cum and began dripping slowly from her cunt. Completely giving myself over I grabbed her ass with both hands and spread her cheeks apart, shoving my face between them and thrust my tongue as deep into her ass as it would go. I wanted to devour it, eat her asshole until there was no more. I could hear her moaning again. It seemed she was enjoying this. Fine with me. It’s time to find out what a real slut she was. I slapped her ass hard with my right hand, hoping vaguely that it might wake her up, but mostly for the simple pleasure of hearing the sound of her ass being spanked while my tongue was inside her. I bent down further to taste her pussy again, plunging my tongue between her lips, my nose between her ass-cheeks, the smell of her asshole mixed with my saliva making me hungrier. I buried my face into her crotch, giving myself to the sweaty, salty, heavy taste of her pussy and the smell of saliva on her crack. She was moaning heavier now and I felt her hips bobbing against my face, fucking my tongue with her pussy. Pulling back I watched her ass straining backwards, yearning to orgasm again. Her pussy was now flowing freely with her cum and my spit, her entire crack shining with wetness. I spit again on her ass and watched it slide faster now over her asshole, onto her pussy, and then onto the sheet. I put my hand under her crotch and caught some of her warm cum on my hand, wetting it. I then stood and smacked her ass hard. I heard her moan a little. I spanked her again. She gasped and murmured something that sounded like “Yes.” I wanted deeply to take my pants off and shove my cock inside her, but I decided that was to wait until she woke up, and in the meantime I would enjoy her body as she enjoyed her lover’s while benefiting from being supported by me. I left her there on the bed and went to the kitchen, cock rock hard. Searching aimlessly through the kitchen I found an empty beer bottle. I returned to the room and searched her drawers for some lube. What I found was fairly astonishing: in a drawer in the bed stand were three dildos, a strap on, what looked like a half-gallon of oil and an anal plug with a horse tail. I looked from her to the dildos and back again. She was REALLY holding back with me. I grabbed the oil and shut the drawer. First I lubed her ass inside and out, damn it her asshole was tight, my cock pulsed at the thought of brutally fucking her asshole. I then thoroughly covered the beer bottle, neck to base. I spent several seconds just rubbing her brown spot with the bottle’s mouth and then began to push it farther and farther in. Soon the entire neck was in her ass. She was now breathing heavily, I began to fuck her with the bottle harder. I spanked her hard and she gasped. I shoved the bottle up her shit-hole hard, as far as it would go and her cunt spasmed, sending come spraying over my lap. Her head lifted off the pillow and she groaned in pleasure. Turning around she looked at me then at the bottle buried in her ass. I smiled. Part 2 soon to come.
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It was quite a surprise when Amanda called me; much more surprising to find that she was drunk and stranded. She needed a ride home. Now maybe I’m a pushover and I need to be more assertive, but it’s just not in me to leave an old friend deserted in any downtown area in the middle of the night—even if downtown is a half-hour away, it’s the middle of the night, I have work in a few hours and the person I’m picking up is a manipulative, over-bearing prude of an ex-girlfriend. “Stay there, I’ll be there as soon as I can.” I explain the situation to my girlfriend as I get out of bed and start to get dressed. She isn’t happy about it, but she knows that there is no lingering interest in my mind for Amanda. I get in the car and get on the highway. She’s much drunker than I thought, and much thinner than I remember, though her breasts haven’t suffered, she certainly isn’t bothering to hide them anymore. The dress she is wearing is low-cut and supportive; they’re practically bursting out of her blouse. My cock twitches in spite of myself. She stumbles towards the car from the curb and struggles momentarily before hauling herself into the backseat of my girlfriend’s Taurus. Shutting the door she falls over sideways on the seat, her dress hiking high up her thigh and her breasts barely contained by her bra. “Thank you…..soooo much,” she manages to slur. “No problem,” I say shortly, “Buckle up.” “Yeshur,” she says, with a half-hearted attempt to give an ironic salute from her position lying in the back seat, legs strewn hither and thither around the passenger door. She sits up and one of her dress shoulder straps fall revealing a black lace bra. She reaches for the seat belt over her shoulder, spreading her legs as she did so. I forced myself to turn and look back through the front windshield and signal to merge back onto Fourth St., but not before I was brought to half-mast by my momentary pondering whether or not she shaves these days. “You know you were the best boyfriend I ever had,” she said as I pull out on the freeway. Don’t care, is what I thought, “Mmm-hmm” is what I said. “I would give anything to have you back.” “The only thing you’re ever going to get from me sweetheart is fucked in the ass,” it was meant as an insult, to shut her up. “Ok,” was what she said. From the back seat I hear her shifting around a few seconds later a pair of panties hit the rearview mirror. “This ass?” she asks, I glance in the mirror and she has unbuckled, pulled her dress up over her ass and bent over the back seat so that I can see her asshole between her spread cheeks and the tuft of brown hair between her legs that was her pussy. And in that instant I could smell how wet and hot she was. I became rock hard. “Sit down!” I said loudly. She ran her hand up and down between her crack, laughing, knowing that it would only infuriate me. “Sit down and buckle up!” I said firmly. “Fine,” she said, sighing. She sat down and buckled up, making a show of being disappointed. But I could still smell her pussy. She had always been a wet one, and soon after she sat down I could smell her wetness as it seeped through her dress, ran down her crack and soaked her asshole. My hand instinctively pressed my crotch. Finally we get to her apartment. She gets out and slams the door, I watch her—admittedly almost hoping for another slip of the skirt—telling myself that it’s because I want to make sure she gets inside. Ironically enough this is a reasonable worry. She stood at the door for some minutes before beginning to bend and look around the door and in the bushes along the path. I turned off the engine, locked the doors and walked up to her. “Do you have your keys?” “YES!” she said vehemently. “Where are they?” “I don’t know!” “Then you don’t have them, do you?” “Fuck you,” she said evenly. I walked back to the car and looked in the back, they weren’t there. No keys on the path, along the path, next to the door, or, as far as I could see, in the bushes. I walked back up to her, she was leaning against the door for support by now. “Do you have a spare set?” “Duh.” “Where is it?” She leaned over, apparently to look under the mat, but stumbled. I grabbed her shoulder to prevent her from falling, but she promptly went limp. Sighing to myself I propped her against the wall and start looking for the spare set. After searching for some time I came up empty handed. Hoping silently to myself that she has reliably found her own apartment I break a hole in a window large enough to get the latch, climb inside and open the door. Five minutes later I drop her on her bed and she wakes up, she needs to vomit again. I lead her to the bathroom and she pukes in the toilet. She rinses her mouth and I lead her back to her bedroom. I decide to stay a few minutes to make sure she doesn’t need to puke again and start unconsciously checking for signs of a boyfriend in her room. Looking back at the bed my cock goes rigid again. Lying on her stomach, her legs spread apart, her pussy was perfectly visible. God she was wet, she’d only been lying like that for a minute or two and already there was a wet patch growing from her crotch. There was a splotch on the ass of her dress and her crack was glistening with the wetness of her pussy. Knowing that she was completely passed out and egged on by her challenge in the backseat of the car I sat at the edge of the bed and carefully lifted her dress to see her crotch more clearly. I could feel a wet spot of my own in my pants when I saw how wet her pussy was. It was drenched; I could see her juices literally dripping off her clitoris and onto the bed sheet. I noticed that hadn’t shaved and it made me want even more to bury my face into her snatch. Hers was the kind of pussy that just the right amount of fuzz makes it look naughty. Abandoning all pretense I took two fingers and slid them slowly into her pussy, glorying in the feel of her warm tightness. She moaned softly in her doze and I could feel her pushing her ass instinctively toward me. Emboldened I added a third finger and rubbed her G-spot slowly. When I felt her shudder with the pleasure I pulled my fingers out and then rammed them home. The resultant orgasm sent her cum spurting around my fingers and up my forearm, wetting the inside of her spread thighs and enlargening the damp patch of bed spread beneath her crotch. I retracted my fingers and leaned over her, worried that she might be waking up. When I was assured that she was still out cold, I went over to the nightstand and unplugged her phone from the wall. Taking the cord I gently but firmly tied her hands together and then to the bedpost. If she was going to cheat on me with a womanizing bastard, then I was going to take what I never got out of our relationship. I walked around the bed and grabbed her ankles pulling her legs diagonally across the bed, and stretching her arms taut against her bonds. I took off my shirt and propped her up on her knees so that her face was in the pillow, ass in the air and legs spread wide. I took a moment to drink in the sight of her tied up like this, her back arched, thighs open, pussy dripping wet and ass spread wide and vulnerable. I reveled for a moment in the ecstasy of what was to come, something denied me for so long. I leaned forward and, starting with her crotch, took my tongue and ran it slowly and firmly from the clit up into her pussy, pausing to savor her hot, wet, taste, and then up over her taint to her asshole. There I stopped gently licking around her brown hole, enjoying the salty, sweaty scent of her ass, and enjoying the feel of her ass cheeks pressing against my face. Pulling my face up I spit on her asshole and watched it drip down to her pussy where it joined her cum and began dripping slowly from her cunt. Completely giving myself over I grabbed her ass with both hands and spread her cheeks apart, shoving my face between them and thrust my tongue as deep into her ass as it would go. I wanted to devour it, eat her asshole until there was no more. I could hear her moaning again. It seemed she was enjoying this. Fine with me. It’s time to find out what a real slut she was. I slapped her ass hard with my right hand, hoping vaguely that it might wake her up, but mostly for the simple pleasure of hearing the sound of her ass being spanked while my tongue was inside her. I bent down further to taste her pussy again, plunging my tongue between her lips, my nose between her ass-cheeks, the smell of her asshole mixed with my saliva making me hungrier. I buried my face into her crotch, giving myself to the sweaty, salty, heavy taste of her pussy and the smell of saliva on her crack. She was moaning heavier now and I felt her hips bobbing against my face, fucking my tongue with her pussy. Pulling back I watched her ass straining backwards, yearning to orgasm again. Her pussy was now flowing freely with her cum and my spit, her entire crack shining with wetness. I spit again on her ass and watched it slide faster now over her asshole, onto her pussy, and then onto the sheet. I put my hand under her crotch and caught some of her warm cum on my hand, wetting it. I then stood and smacked her ass. Hard. I heard her moan a little. I spanked her again. She gasped. I wanted deeply to take my pants off and shove my cock inside her, but I decided that was to wait until she woke up, and in the meantime I would enjoy her body as she enjoyed her lover’s. I left her there on the bed and went to the kitchen, cock rock hard. Searching aimlessly through the kitchen I found an empty beer bottle. I returned to the room and searched her drawers for some lube. What I found was fairly astonishing: in the bed stand were three dildos, a strap on, what looked like a half-gallon of oil and an anal plug with a horse tail. I looked from her to the dildos and back again. She was REALLY holding back with me. I grabbed the oil and shut the drawer. First I lubed her ass inside and out--damn her asshole was tight--my cock pulsed at the thought of brutally fucking her lovely pink hole. I then thoroughly covered the beer bottle, neck to base, in oil. I spent several seconds just rubbing her brown spot with the bottle’s mouth and then began to push it farther and farther in. Soon the entire neck was in her ass. She was now breathing heavily, I began to fuck her harder with the bottle . I spanked her and she gasped. I shoved the bottle up her shit-hole hard, as far as it would go and her cunt spasmed, sending come spraying over my lap. Her head lifted off the pillow and she groaned in pleasure. She was definitely awake now Turning around she looked at me then at the bottle buried in her ass. I smiled. She was still drunk so it took her a moment to process who I was, what I was doing and that she was half naked, with a beer bottle shoved up her ass. But given all that she still seemed a little hesitant, I suspected that she’d been up to much dirtier shenanigans since I dumped her. Finally she seemed to snap out of it. She tried to close her legs and sit up, managing to say, very slowly, almost as if she were bored, “What d’you think yer doing, maaan?” God she was drunk. I grabbed her by the knees to prevent her from closing her legs. She pulled in vain against the telephone cord that tethered her bound wrists to the bedpost. “What the fuck, Robby!” she said, more earnestly now. “You’ve been a naughty girl, haven’t you, Amanda?” I said. “What…you think…” I grabbed her by the hair and wrenched her head back wards and at the same time reached up her dress and squeezed her left breast hard beneath her bra to emphasize my point. “I’m going to have my way with you, Amanda,” I said looking straight into her now watering eyes, “And from what I’ve seen in your drawer I think you’re going to like it in spite of yourself.” She shook her head at this, “No, Robby…don’t.” “You see,” I said, releasing her hair and tit, and moving behind her more, “I have this feeling that you weren’t entirely truthful during our relationship.” I stood up to look around for the oil and noticed the bottle had come out of her ass. She must have pushed it out. The oil was on the floor next to the bed, I leaned down to pick it up and caught sight of something under the bed. Reaching under the bed I pulled out a long string of large anal beads. “You have been a naughty girl haven’t you?” “What?” she said tiredly, pulling again at her bonds. I waved the beads in front of her face. “Naughty, I said.” “Those….aren’t mine.” “Mm-hmm,” I said and returned to her ass, oil in hand. “You lied to me, holding back your naughtiness while we were having sex, didn't you?” She shook her head violently. “I don’t believe you,” I said and squirted some oil on her asshole, spreading it with my fingers. “No! Don’t!” she said loudly trying to pull away again, I held her firmly. “I will have the truth one way or another, Mandy darling.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” she said angrily. I pushed two fingers into her ass, “The fact that you’re a dirty little whore,” I noticed that she was trying to hide the shuddering pleasure she received from my fingers being shoved up her behind. “Maybe I should prove it to you.” I took up the rope of anal beads and covered them thoroughly in oil. She saw what I was doing and tried to turn on her side, I calmly forced her to roll back over onto her stomach and used her bathrobes’ belts to hold her legs apart, tying her left foot to the head board and her right knee to the frame. “ROB DON’T!” she exclaimed. “Well,” I said, “we can’t have any of that," and taking my shirt from the floor, I tied it around her head, gagging her. “No use trying to deny it, Amanda. I know the kind of things you’re into. You should have seen the way you came with that bottle in your ass while you slept. I’ve never seen you so wet. It’s time you fessed up.” I took the first bead and slid it easily into Amanda’s asshole, watching her flesh swallow it up. I lied down on my side over her back, face to face with her spread open crack. I pushed another bead inside her I heard her cry out into my t-shirt. Each bead was really a golfball and each was larger than the next, the last was the size of a billiard. I inserted a third and a fourth in, her pleas growing evermore desperate, her pussy growing wet again. “You see,” I said, rubbing her pussy, making her body tremble, “like it or not, your body wants to be abused. You’re body is a filthy slut.” I stood and lifted her ass off the bed so that she was bent over, her arms stretched out again. I took the fourth ball in my hand and pressed against her rosy little hole. I could feel her resisting, I pressed harder. She shook her head, I slapped her ass and wrapped my arm around her thighs and shoved the ball up her ass. She screamed into the gag. She was panting pulling at the telephone cord again, her ass shook back and forth in frustration, and I knew that the needs of her body were taking over the desires of her mind. I reached forward and untied her gag. She did not cry out. “What are you Amanda?” She looked back at me, tears of pain in her eyes not saying anything. I pressed my rigid cock against the final bead hanging from her ass. “Oh god,” she said breathlessly, “I’m a filthy little whore.” “And what do you want?” “I want you to use me.” “Use you?” “I want you to fuck my ass and my mouth. I want you to eat my cunt and my asshole. I want you to cum all over my tits and mouth, I want you to use me to pleasure yourself. I want to be your fuck slave, your little wh—“ While she was talking I unzipped my pants and pulled out my rock hard cock, and as she spoke I forced the last ball into her ass and shoved my cock in her pussy. Her words were cut short as her orgasm exploded through her body, I could feel her juices splash against my crotch and all over her backside. They were running down her thighs and I could feel them flowing over my balls and into my own crack. Her body was trembling. I slowly pulled my cock out of her snatch until only the head was still inside her, I grabbed the back of her dress and forcefully pulled her body against mine as I rammed t inside her again. I started to fuck her like that, over and over again, pulling slowly out and then thrusting back in. “Oh god yes, fuck me Rob, FUCK ME!” “That’s right slut. Take that big cock in your pussy. You like being fucked when your with toys up your ass?” “YES! FUCK ME! PLEASE GOD FUCK ME! FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE!” “What are you Amanda?” “I’M A FILTHY SLUT!” "Whose?" "YOURS! GOD FUCK YOUR FILTHY WHORE!" Every time I slammed into her pussy she would cum. Over and over again her cum squirt from her crotch and all over my balls and her ass. She was soaking the bed, the hot smell was driving me wild. I fucked her faster and faster, making her cum more and more until I could feel myself getting close. When I could hold on no more, I threw her over on her side, and pinned her down against the ropes holding her to the bed. “Open your mouth,” I commanded. She obeyed and I slid my cock down her throat, fucking her face. I could hear my wet balls slapping against her chin as she sucked her own cum off my thick shaft. Pulling my cock out of her mouth I said, “Beg me for my cum.” “Oh god PLEASE! Give me your cum! Please I need your cum! I want to taste it!” And with that I exploded all over that pretty little face of hers. She licked her lips greedily and I allowed her to suck the rest out of my cock before releasing her hands so that she could wipe the cum off her cheeks and neck and lick it from her fingers. “You are to completely clean up after yourself,” I said, standing, when she had finished, and indicating my crotch. She obeyed, using her tongue she cleaned my thighs, my shaft, my balls and my ass of all her cum. “Now—“ I was interrupted by the sound of a cell phone jingle. Looking at her curiously and seeing her surprise and guilt as if she were hiding something, I walked over to where her purse was hanging and pulled out her phone. The text message read, “Mistress, I would just like to please confirm our appointment for tonight.” I looked at Amanda sitting on the floor, hair disheveled, wrists red from her bonds, eyes thoroughly shamed by her base desires, and smiled. I sent, “Of course, what time will you be here?” Part two in progress
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I woke up to normal warm, wet feeling between my legs. I moved around a little, the diaper squished around under my butt. It was only then that I felt the brown wet substance underneath me. ‘mom!’ I shouted ‘good morning sweetie’ she said warmly as she walked into my room, ‘How’s my prince?’ ‘I’m good’. My mum walked over to my closet and got a clean diaper out of the drawer. She walked over to me and untapped my diaper. She then lifted my butt and pulled the diaper out from underneath me. She wiped me up a little then proceeded to put a new diaper on me. ‘John called’ ‘Can I go over’ My mum looked a bit upset ‘we were supposed to go swimming today’ ‘I’ll come back for swimming. I promise’ ‘Alright, go on’ I got up and got dressed. After breakfast I went over to John’s house. Normally my mum would drive me, but I decided to take the train instead, as I was already going against the days plans. I arrived at John’s a little over an hour later. I walked up to the front door. I knocked, Mrs Ackroyd answered the door in a shirt and a diaper. ‘Oh hi Mrs Ackroyd’ ‘Hi Will, sorry, I only just got up, I’m guessing you’re here to see John. Come in’ I walked through the front door to see John lying on the sofa. ‘Hi John’ ‘Hey Will, I thought you were busy today?’ he said puzzled ‘I was, but I’ve postponed it’ ‘Oh that’s cool. Let’s go upstairs, I’ve got a new game.’ We rushed upstairs and into his room. Once we sat down we pulled our trousers and shirts off. I looked over and saw John wearing a style of diaper I hadn’t seen before. ‘New diapers?’ ‘Yeah, I bought them a few weeks ago. So much better than the old brand. Honestly these things seem to just expand and expand, especially in the rear.’ We played games for a little while and then as I looked down I saw a growing yellow stain on the front of my nappy. ‘Damn’ I said ‘John, do you mind if I borrow a diaper? I didn’t bring a spare’ ‘Alright Will’ he walked over to a shelf and grabbed one of the diapers lying on it. He then walked over to me, by that time I’d moved to the changing table. ‘legs up’, John had changed me before. It was nothing new, and neither was the feeling of his tongue on my crotch. He gave me a little suck, before putting on the new diaper. John knew I was bi, but he also knew I had a girlfriend. John and I had spent many days having gentle sex in his bedroom, but now I was in a relationship, sex was off the table. Before long, the time had come for me to get home. I get on the train and feel my diaper get full in the rear. I walked along to the changing room. One of the attendants came in changed my diaper. I was glad I had brought a spare from John’s house. When I got home I opened the front door and called for mum. There was no answer, I walked over to the kitchen and saw a note on the fridge. My mum had gone to the swimming pool as it was running late. Damn it, I was late and I’d said I’d be back on time. I ran to the door and to the swimming pool. Talking to none other than my girlfriends mother. I looked around quickly and saw her swimming in the pool. Jess had the most beautiful body anyone had ever seen. It was toned, slim and curvy. As I watched her she climbed out of the pool. The water glistened of her moist skin. I started at her neck line and looked down. Her nipples were hard and her areoles were bright pink. Her slim waist ended in a light pink swim diaper, that had now been stained yellow at the front. I walked over to her from behind and pull her close holding her breast. ‘Hello babe’ I said ‘Will, you made it’ she smiled back at me ‘need any help changing? Swim diapers can be fiddly’ ‘Damn it, I was in such a rush I forgot to grab my swimming stuff’ ‘Oh, well, I’m sure the diaper you have on is fine. Come on in, the water is amazing’ I pull off my shirt and trousers and she grabs my hand and walks with me to the pool stairs. I step into the warm, clear water. I float next to Jess and she pulls me close. We kiss as I stroke her back tenderly. Meanwhile I could feel my diaper getting warm. I looked down expecting to see yellow. Instead I saw an overly puffy diaper. ‘Looks like someone is having a bit of waterproofing trouble’ Jess cooed into my ear. We swam for a while until all of the remaining people at the pool had left. Our mums left a little later. We decided to go back to her place and hang for a little while. As I stepped out of the water, my diaper drooped down in a soggy mess. I’d used the last of my spares and Jess hadn’t brought any because she lives not far away. Jess grabbed my clothes as I tried to walk while holding up my drooping diaper. When we got to her place we made our way up the stairs to her bedroom. Once we got up their we fell onto her bed. I immediately stood up again. ‘Sorry, I’m getting your bed wet’ ‘It’s no problem’ she grabbed my arm and pulled me onto her. She rolled me over and then she rolled onto me. She started to rub on my diaper. The squishy thing moved about as she rolled back and forth on top of me. She got off of me and stood up as she stripped off her wet swim diaper. Her tight pussy was glistening with her juices. My erection was now fully feeling the slimy wet insides of my diaper. She then shoved her hand through the outer layer of my diaper. The gel inside seeped out around her wrist. She held my cock through the inner layer of my diaper and began to jerk me off. I was about to cum when she stopped. She pulled her hand out and walked over to her bedside drawer. She pulled out a large pink dildo. I knew what she was planning. She rolled me over and shoved the dildo through both layers of my dildo straight into my waiting hole. I almost screamed in pain and pleasure. She flipped me over again and pulled my cock through the inner layer. Then she climbed on top of me, and on top of my cock. Up, down, up, down she went. I was about to cum, I screamed and my seed spurted up inside of her. She dropped on top of my chest. Exhausted. I fell asleep below her, my cock inside her and her dildo in me. My diaper started to slide off the bed, dragging us along with it. My first story. Part 2 hopefully coming soon. Constructive criticism please.
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Disclaimer this a work of fiction no characters in this story are real or based on real people. Part one How we met. I am your average guy, I love to play video games, i like to play sports, watch movies, and Tv and even read a good sci fi book every now and then. in many ways i am like two polar opposites in one body, i love doing nerdy things like playing D&D with friends play MTG card game, and i love sci fi movies, games and books. on the other hand i love to work out, and i love playing sports and being outdoors. so yeah, im a relatively normal guy who goes to the University of Louisiana at Monroe, im pretty popular with most people though i tend to be a little shy at times. im in several groups on campus, anad i stay involved. so on the outside im a completely normal straight guy. but thats on the outside… On the inside i would be considered a total freak. I have always had a deep dark secret that i never told anyone before, other than one very special someone. all my life i have had a Diaper fetish. may seem strange i know but its true. there is nothing that turns me on more than being in a diaper, much less watching someone else in one. for so long i had to be content with internet porn and masturbation. after all who would be like me in such a small state as Louisiana? but then it happened….. I was the weekend and i decided to go out rather than stay up all night playing video games and watching porn. so I got in my car and headed to the club. the club is not very big after all Monroe itself is not very big. I paid and went inside. there were not that many people there so i decide that rather than waste the night trying to find someone to dance with i would go and hit up the bar. i ordered a jagger bomb it was really watery and well wasn't worth the $5 so i decided that since i have a pretty high tolerance to alcohol i would at least spend the night with a buzz, so i sat their and ordered five shots of jose cuervo, ten shots of taaka vodka, (it's cheap but doesn't taste like rubbing alcohol smells) and then to top it all off i ordered two everclear margaritas. while i knew my wallet was going to be hurting the coming week i figured it would be worth it since i hadn't gotten out of my room to do anything fun for over a month. when i finished more people were arriving and i was thoroughly bussed, ok maybe a little more on the plastered side of the fence but who's keeping score? after what seemed like five minutes but what was probably close to ten of stumbling around and finding a seat to sit in, the inevitable hit me. all of that alcohol had made made its way to my bladder and i had to go to the bathroom. i got up and stumbled to the bathroom. when i went inside the urinal was out of order and someone was in the only stall (why did one of the only clubs near campus only have a two man bathroom?) i was waiting when i heard what sounded like someone tearing something off, almost like the sound of velcro and tape mixed. i didn't pay it any attention thinking it was just the alcohol and the making me hear things, and the fact that REALLY had to piss. right as the door finally starts to unlock i loose control and start pissing all over myself. the stall door opens and i am beet red when the person in the stall see that i am pissing myself. what happened next though would have made my jaw drop had i not been so drunk. as the person in the stall looks at me i see him reach down and pick up a backpack with his right hand in his left is a thoroughly drenched folded diaper. I didn't know if it was the alcohol or if i was dreaming because surely this couldn't be what i was seeing, could it? the guy in the stall looks at me and sheepishly smiles as though he is completely unaware that i have pissed myself in front of him. i look at him truly seeing him for the first time. he is close to my height but a little taller standing at 6 foot even. He had short brown hair, brown eyes, and olive tanned skin. he looked like he ran and work out a lot because i could see he had very well defined muscles underneath his tight black shirt. my complete opposite. where as i am 5’11” bulky with muscles but not well defined ones. i have long shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. after what seemed like an eternity but was really only a few seconds he looked down and saw my wet pants and the yellow puddle at my feet. I really didnt know what to say or do so i just tried to play it off and said “sorry i had way too much to drink and couldnt hold it.” right as i spoke i instantly wished i hadnt said anything. the guy looked up at me and smiled again but this kind a more friendly smile rather than an embarrassed one. he reached down into his bag and pulled out another diaper and said “i have a few extras and it looks like you could use one” i was so embarrassed but at the same time i was also shocked and despite all the alcohol was starting to get horny with the events taking place. i didnt know what to say so i just stood there like an idiot. he look at me with a little bit of a sly look and then without a word walked over to the door and and locked it. i just looked at him and then said “thank you… i um i have never done this before i cant believe i just, just pissed myself like this…” he just looked at me with all i could discern as being care in his eyes when he said “dont worry accidents happen, trust me i know.” as he said that i started to take my pants off when i lost my balance and fell over only being stopped by the bathroom stall in front of me. he came over and helped me steady myself and then started to undo my jeans. I looked down and groggily said “ i think im just going to go and head back to my apartment… i dont want to go back out in the club being wet.” as i finished slurring out my words he as pulling down my underwear. i didnt even realize that he had finished taking off my jeans. i lazily flopped my head down at an angle resting my head on my shoulder as i looked at him. he looked into my eyes with a look i wasnt really sure what to make of, and then he looked at my dick. im am not really blessed to be honest im very average measuring in at a little over six inches. as the next thing i know i had partially blacked out and when i came to he was licking my rock hard cock. i was completely shocked and thought i must be dreaming. in some ways i guess i was… Part two introductions. the next morning i woke up in some ones apartment on their couch. the mind was racing trying to put together the pieces and figure out where i was, and more importantly how the hell i got there. i remembered going to the club, going to the bathroom, and…. no i thought that had been a dream. i knew i definitely had gone to the club the other night. and then i freaked out when i realized that i truly didnt recognize the apartment. at first i though ok, someone i know saw me shitfaced drunk and took me back to their apartment so i wouldnt get behind the wheel, but since i didnt recognize where i was another, much less desirable possibility popped in my mind. some nasty very likely STD infected girl picked my drunk ass up and took me home to fuck last night. but why was i on the couch? maybe we didnt have sex and i called her a nasty STD infected girl. before my mind could make up anymore mental tortures for myself i heard a door open and close and then heard footsteps. my heart skipped at what i saw, or rather who… “Good morning, how did you sleep? do you have a bad hangover? i have coffee and can make some, i know i could use a cup or two” i couldnt believe it. standing in front of me was the guy from the bathroom. i had thought it was just a dream, the likelihood of something like that happening was so small it practically didnt even exist. as bits and pieces of memory flooded back into my mind i instantly started getting hard from remembering what had happened. as my cock got bigger i instantly noticed an all too familiar sensation. i quickly threw the blanket off of me and saw i was naked from the waist down except for a completely soaked diaper on. he looked at me and said “well i guess its a good thing that i put that on you or i would have to pay to get my couch cleaned.” still not really sure what was going on i turned beet red in the face with sudden embarrassment. he looked at me with a big smile and said “hey its ok, it happens. my name is Jake by the way, i dont think i ever caught yours last night, you were pretty hammered i practically had to carry you inside last night, all the while with you saying you were fine and needed to get to your car so you could drive back to your apartment.” i looked up at him less embarrassed and slightly confused as he continued. “ needless to say i didnt think on it was a good idea to let you get behind the wheel of a car, and since i couldn't get you to coherently tell me where you lived i brought you to my place” i nodded my head and the said “thank you, that would have been really bad if i had of driven. my names Eli. im so sorry to have been a burden to you last night. also i hate to ask but, would you mind fixing that coffee? my head is killing me!” jake laughed and said “dont worry you weren't a bother at all, and yea i will definitely fix the coffee” as he turned and walked out of his living room to go to the kitchen and make the coffee, i looked down at my diapered crotch. i felt so weird. i had worn diapers countless times, wet them shit in them, cummed in them. but i had never been in a diaper in front of a stranger before, much less been put in one by that said stranger, or wet my diaper in front of that stranger or…. surely that was a dream right? i mean that one detail of last night had to have been in my mind, this guy isn't like me he probably wears diapers because he is incontinent, or had a bad accident he is getting over or something. as my mind was running around in circles trying to find reason in all of this current madness, and trying to find proof that if it's too good to be true thats because its not, i heard Jake say “hey the coffee is ready, do you want me to bring you a cup or do you want to come in here?” i looked down at my diaper and thought for a second before saying. “I will come in then.” Part Three getting to know what's what. as i walked into the kitchen i saw jake instantly look at my wet diaper, i was embarrassed at the fact that it looked very obvious that my dick was rock hard. i turned a bit red when jake spoke to break the awkward silence “ do you like anything with your coffee Eli?” on one hand i was glad he spoke up, but on the other hand i wished it had been to say something else... i answered him as i took a seat being careful to not leak but to my surprise i didnt feel any piss smash out “ i will take some cream and sugar please” jake handed me the sugar container and a carton of half and half creamer. i said thank you and then we sat some what awkwardly in silence drinking our coffee for a bit. finally i broke the silence and said. “so if it's not too personal why do you wear diapers?” Jake looked up at me like a deer in the headlights. jake stuttered with his reply “w-what do you mean?” i looked at him slightly confused, how could i make the question any more clear than it already was? i finally said “why do you wear diapers, do you need them for a medical reason or something like that?” jake looked up at me visibly nervous and sweating when he said “yeah um something like that” i decided that now was my shot and i would either discover something amazing or come across as a total jerk. “well what is it then?” i pressed he look up and very quietly said “um, i dont really want to say” at this point i decided to through courtesy out the window and get the answer i wanted. “just tell me already fuck you have me in a wet diaper drinking coffee with you so Im not going to judge you or anything!” he looked up at me with eyes that were starting to water and said “ I wear becuase i like to OK! i have a diaper fetish and i like wearing diapers, so there i said it… you probably think im some kind of sick freak.” i could see that he felt very hurt and defensive as if he expected me to laugh or make fun of him. i couldnt believe it he liked diapers too. while i am straight on the outside i am totally bi when it comes to diapers, i am in some ways more attracted to guys in diapers since i can relate to them more. here i was looking like an idiot with my mouth open until i finally said “no trust me i dont think your a freak at all, you see i also have a diaper fetish, i have worn off in on my whole life. i just cant believe my luck at finding another Diaper Lover.” Jake went from looking completely shocked to the pristine picture of boundless joy in the time it took me to finish speaking he then said “ would you like to stay the weekend?” i instantly said “yes!” and then he said “that diaper looks pretty wet, do you want a fresh one? i sat there for a second and then said “what all do you do in your diapers?” Part four freedom in all things. we sat on his couch watching netflix, both of us in wet diapers. at first it was a little odd but then we both snuggled up to each other and then things got more interesting. jake looked at me and said “ i guess you know that im gay right Eli?” i looked at him and said “ i do now, me im bi, but….” i stammered off. “but for you i think i could be a little more as long as we keep things discreet” as i said that i put my hand on the front of his piss swollen diaper. i could feel his cock it felt huge, it must have been at least 7 inches. i started to massage the tip of his cock when he put his hand on the front of my diaper. we were like this for the next hour in a halve quietly moaning the both of us every now and then. before we started watching netflix we had drank a lot of coffee and eaten about three bowls of oatmeal each and finally it was working its magic. “hey baby” jake said apparently much more comfortable in my company after over an hour of massaging each others dicks. “I need to make a poopy in my diaper” jake finished. i had been waiting for this for a while i had been holding mine in. i looked and said “how do you feel about poo play?” jake looked like he almost had an orgams right then and there as he said. “ i wasnt going to share that part of me with you but i will now, i love everything to do with both piss and shit” at that i smiled so big i thought my mouth would rip. i then said “ well there is something i want to do” jake instantly said “anything, i will do whatever you want no matter what.” i laid down on his floor and said “ get in 69 with me.” he instantly got down and put his diapered dick on my face. i then said “i want you to sit on my face and pill your diaper with your shit for me, smash it all over my face and ride me until you have your shit all around your diaper” when i said this i could see jake’s dick twitch in his diaper. he did as i said and had his diapered ass hole right on my mouth. i then heard him grunt and could feel a huge hard lump forming in his diaper. he started moaning slightly as he pushed more and more shit into his diaper, i was surprised at how much it was i opened my mouth so his diapered bulge could fill it. at this point his diaper was sticking out 5 inches into my mouth, he then lifted up and i closed my mouth as i knew the true fun was about to begin. he gently sat down on my face his diapered shit bolge landing right on my nose. he then started to rock back and forward and then started to gently bounce as he rocked. he was moaning like a porn star at this point i could feel his shit smearing all up and done his as crack and smashing all over his dick and balls when he is getting ready to orgasm i stop him. now its my turn. i hover my diapered ass over jakes face and then i push with all my might. my shit is not as big as his but it is still huge probably weighing four pounds, where as his weighed eight pounds. when im done i drop down hard and fast on his face forcing my shit to spread all around in my diaper, i then start bouncing and rocking back and forward getting as much of the love brownies on my dick and balls as i can. finally i stop before i blow thick ropes of cum in my diaper. i lean over and put my head on Jakes diapered crotch and breath in deeply smelling the intoxicating smell of piss, shit and baby powder. i lay my face down on his dick and take my hands and start mashing more shit up towards his dick and balls. without me saying so he starts to do the same thing to me and then i stop. it takes him a few seconds to stop, but when he does i climb off of him. i look at him and say. “do you wanna swap?” he looks at me a little confused as he ask “positions from top to bottom?” i get a wicked smile on my face and shake my head and look down to his diaper. he looks at me and instantly knows what i meant. he sits down and i join him sitting across from him on the floor. he untapes his diaper and i do the same. the heady aroma of dirty boy diapers instantly floods the room. i then crawl off my diaper and plant my face in his open diaper, i can see where he has gotten pre cum all on his diaper filling the front with a beautiful slimy shine. open my mouth and lick at the rich mixture in his diaper, my dick instantly shoots out some pre cum when i taste the wonderful mixture. his shit is bitter and tangy, but not overpowering, his piss has an almost sweet salty taste to it, and the icing on the cake almost literally, his pre cum is like licking sweat nectar from a forbidden fruit. i so jake is getting hard watching me and he stops me long enough to get my dick in his mouth. i hear him moaning and feel it vibrating my dick as he eats the shit off of my dick. after a few minutes i stop him and we both switch positions and are sitting on each others open wet, boy juice, shit filled diapers i instantly tape it up on me and stand up, his hard poop fills so good, and i my dick is sliding all in his diaper from all of his boy juice in the front the sensation make me release some of my own juice as we look at each other. we then decide to go to his bedroom and have some more fun, since both of us have held out cumming long enough. i crawl on the bed with him barely able to move do to the massive load in my diaper. we start out by sticking each of our hands in the other ones diaper and rubbing our dirty little dicks, then i reach back into the back of my diaper that he is wearing and grabbed a handful of my shit. i pull out the load and stick in the front of his diaper. jake follows my lead and does the same to me. i then stick my hand in the back of the diaper again and find his has hole, i play with it for a while while we are jacking each other off. i stop and grab a huge handful of shit, and pull it out again. this time though instead of putting it in the front of his diaper i bring it up to his mouth, he looks into my eyes with passion burning in them as he once again mimics me and puts shit up to my mouth as well. at the same time as if we had both received an invisible command we both opened our mouths and took in the hand full of love chocolate. i started sucking on his shit as he sucked on mine, then i leaned in and started to french kiss him while both of our mouths were full of each others shit. i had never kiss a guy before but in the heat of the moment it just felt right. we stopped are kiss and got into 69 again, but this time we undid the top two tapes on our diaper and left the bottom two secured. as if we were reading each others minds both put our heads in each others shitting diaper to suck one each others throbbing dicks. as we sucked we then taped the diapers up again as best we could on each others heads. it was so hot, so hard to breath and above all so FUCKING AMAZING!. I felt jake thrust his dick in my still shitfilled mouth as i did the same. we face fucked each other until the shit in our mouths had gotten in our dick holes. we then sucked out the shit and blow are loads down the back of each others throats. Part five after glow. when be got done we just sat there breathing in deep breaths of each others diaper. then we finally got up and went the shower. we bathed each other first with our mouths, then our hands, and finally with soap and shampoo until there was no evidence of what we had done. To be continued. i really hope you enjoyed it. i know it's a bit slow starting and well, maybe to hard core and sick for some people but i hope those of you who are into some of the things in the story liked it. please rate, and comment good or bad let me know what you think
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So this is my very first story on this site. So hey, hullo. If you want more of my stories comment and rate me or something ^^'. Anyways.. Here we go! ~~ Gathering up my skirts I hurried up the steps of his home. It was the first time I would be meeting him in person. We talked on the phone numerous occasions and we message each other throughout the day. I was worried at first when he asked me to meet him. I feared he would not like me. I feared once he saw me, saw my age, he would turn me away. He sent me this dress, it was big and poufy, it took me a while to figure out how to put it on. The top was a laced up corset, with blue ribbon and trimming with a white bodice. The bottom half mimicked the colors of the top and had four layers of tool and a hoop skirt. It was an older styled dress from a designer that I had never once heard of. My blonde waves of hair fell around my bare shoulder my blue eyes shining, barely standing five feet off the ground. He told me on several occasions that he really did love me. But would he really? Would accept me? These thoughts rain through my head as I stared at the grand door in front of me. I knew I had to knock. I couldn't. I was frozen in my place. He said I could turn away at any point, even getting to his door he said he would understand. He was always the patient one. Knocking gently I stood there, visibly shaking from being so nervous. I knew what I was getting myself into. That's what I keep telling myself anyhow. The door opened slowly and for the first time I looked up at the hazel eyes and melted in my little flats. He stood more than two heads taller than I. His brown hair was neatly cut and he wore a suit with a bow-tie that matched the color blue in my dress. He opened his mouth to speak but I could not hear him. I didn't mean to shut him out and he knew that. He reached out and took my hand in his and kneeled before me, kissing the backside of my hand. Inwardly and outwardly I blushed fiercely. He knew little gestures made me melt and he was doing so with me standing there on his doorstep. I wished that I could say hello to him. To the man I knew I loved but I couldn't bring myself too. He led me by the hand into his home and as the door shut behind us I squeaked loudly, breaking my gaze on him for the first time, the shock of being there finally starting to slip away and he grinned widely, speaking once more this time I actually could hear his deep and soft voice, "Sophia, can you hear me now?" Nodding weakly he smiled a sparkle twinkle in his eyes as he continued to speak. "Good, I'm glad that I can finally meet my princess. You look better than I have ever pictured you. Come along, I want to show you around." He took me through all the rooms in his home, he showed me his study, the kitchen that was the size of my parents' small home, the ballroom was the last place he showed me, he purposely left out two other rooms, but I knew I would see them at some point. He pulled me over eagerly to the piano and he sat down. "I waited a long time for when I knew you were ready to come here. I know you are not ready for me to hear your beautiful voice but I eagerly wait for it. And I did promise you that I would play for you one day." He started playing something slow and beautiful. The melody wasn't anything I had ever heard before. It was beautiful and the longer he played the more relaxed in the house that I felt. He ended the song and looked up and smiled gently looking for some sort of approval and I nodded once more the heat rising to my cheeks. "I take it you like it?" I smiled gently, the dimples showing for the first time in front of him and I knew he was feeling the same way I did and he stood up and took my hand once more and led me to the middle of the room and put his strong hand on my waist and hummed softly a tuned I again never heard of and I followed his lead, I knew he was trying his best to make me feel at home and to impress me. I was glad he was doing so and the tingling feeling in my stomach grew with each passing moment I was with him. "Sophia, can I ask you something?" I nodded in response and watched him as he got down on one knee and took out a long box from his coat pocket and held it out to me. “I will never hurt you unless you were to step out of line and I know you would never do that. You have been so loyal already. I want to officially make you mine. You can still leave if you wish." He opened the box revealing a small choker resembling a collar with a small silver bow pendant at the clasp the initial P showed fancifully on the tag. And I opened my mouth and whispered softly. "I have always been yours, Master." He smiled and jumped up from his position hugging me tightly in his strong arms. He took the collar out of its box and walked behind me and moved my hair to side and clasped the collar around my neck gently. He was so close he breathed into my ear. He knew it was one of my spots and instinctively I pressed into his back and mewled softly for the first time. I felt his member press into my lower back. I knew he was trying to savour every moment as was I, seeing that this was the first day of forever with each other but the longer we kept prolonging the inevitable the more frustrated the two of us would become and we would both see a side we both tried to suppress. He intertwined his fingers with mine and he guided me out of the ballroom and started leading me to the place where I would become his forever more. "Master," I called to him weakly knowing I could no longer keep up with his strides to his room. "M-master please slow down." I spoke a bit louder and he stopped and looked back at me and nodded and walked along side me, never once letting go of my hand. "M-master, do you realize how old I am?" I peered up at him curiously almost nervously. "Almost 18, no?" I nodded weakly and drew nearer to him and he knew what I feared without me having to say anything. "I will always protect you from this point forward. I will train you; I will be your mentor, your father, your lover. Whatever you need me to be in that moment. You should know that by now, Princess." I nodded a bit and smiled my nerves subsiding all together and I spoke cheerily to him for the first time, "I really am yours now aren't I?" He chuckled softly stopping at the last door on the second level of his home and opened it revealing his own bedroom, where I would now be sleeping in. He pushed me carefully in the middle of the floor and he turned me around, a mirror standing in front of me and I studied my collar for a moment before I felt his fingertips grazing over my shoulder and touched my neck gently, causing me to suck in my breath and by doing so I received another chuckle from him. He began working the lace out of the corset and as he did so he would stop ever so often and lean down to plant a kiss down my spine. He placed the lace down on the floor and reached around pulling the front off of my body slowly, relishing my hardening nipples as they met the cold air of the room. From there he kissed my slightly bulge of a stomach and made his way up my stomach and stopped to put a hand on my back to steady myself from falling over from his ministrations. He continued, working around my C-cup breasts never once coming in full contact with my nipples, teasing me long enough to illicit a soft whimper from my lips. He circled his tongue around one and then again to the other, bringing his mouth down onto the right. He sucked softly, biting it gingerly. It felt like forever and I felt myself getting wetter the longer he kept it up. He moved to the left doing the same he did to right and moved his free hand to the back of my skirts expertly undoing them all in mere minutes, they pooling about my feet and he lifted me out of them and sets me down on the bed and stood over me for a moment. I blushed going to cover myself, not wearing any panties as per his request. He stared hotly at me; I peered up at him seeing the hunger in his eyes. This was when I had my only doubt in my mind that this was not okay. I was horny but my mind overrode that need. I felt my heart begin to race and I scrambled up pulling my knees up into my chest and he stared at me and he started to worry. He sat down at the edge of the bed and gave me a moment before speaking. "I will not hurt you Princess... I promise. I will not hurt you like the last man you were with." He reached out seeing I was shaking and placed a hand on my knee. "I promise." I believed him and I nodded slowly my shaking started to subside. He pulled off his coat and undid his tie and placed it on the floor besides my dress and crawled over to me and nudged my knees apart with his head and mewled teasing me for my own reactions making me giggle softly. He kissed the inner thighs of my legs and looked up to see my face and grinned before dipping his head down and planting a kiss on my outer labia. "Hello my kitten." He spoke to it causing me to giggle and blush fiercely. He looked back up to me and moved towards my face. He pinned me down underneath him, his groin going into mine, his still covered by his black pants. They seemed like a thin barrier. I felt his member twitch inside them and I blushed up at him. He face was inches away from mine and he leaned in brushing his lips on my forehead and trailed down to my nose and gently caressed my thigh as he did so. His lips touched mine, not fully meeting but he rested them above mine and he breathed lowly, trying to control himself and last a little longer. He was teasing himself and he was teasing me. I put my hand on his shoulder and mewled once bring my lips up to his catching him off guard at the sudden boldness I showed. He eagerly kissed me back and we quickly grew into a tongue match his winning over mine. He explored my mouth as he hands ventured over every inch of my body, making melt even further. He released my mouth letting me catch my breath as he started to unbutton his shirt. I leaned up grabbing his hands pushing them aside and began unbuttoning his shirt for him and pushed his shirt off his arms and looks up at him as I threw the shirt off the bed. I went for his fly and he pushed me down and kissed my neck causing me to tense up and moan softly. "This isn't about me tonight. It's about you. Tonight you are my Princess and you will be treated as such." He stood up at that proclamation and undid his pants pulling his underwear with them. I didn't get to see how big he was. He climbed back onto the bed and he spread apart my small legs apart slowly moving between them. He brought his father down to mine and kissed me softly positioning his cock against my entrance. He pushed himself into me for the first time, spreading my inner walls slowly to fit himself into him. A whimper mixed with a moan came out of me and into his mouth. He slowly made his way to hitting my cervix. He released my mouth and held my knees in place and slowly pulled out almost all the way and pushed himself back in, creating a slow rocking motion. He kept the pace up and traced a line from my knees to my collar and leaned down, my nipples scrapping against his skin causing me to wiggle underneath him causing friction between his upper groin and my clit. He grinned and quickens his pace, pushing even farther into me hitting my cervix each time bringing me to a rolling orgasm the first of many. I bucked and spasmed underneath him nearly losing my own consciousness. He had me writhing underneath him for a good long while and I felt him throbbing inside me. It scared me for a moment and he felt that, seeing as my pussy clenched onto his cock and he pause for a moment and put his hand on my lower stomach, “I’m close Princess.” I nodded weakly understanding what he meant. His eyes glinted something I never had seen before. He picked back up on his previous pace he had set, and in a heated frenzy he nipped my neck and my chest. He plunged his cock into me once more, holding himself inside as ropes of cum shot into my womb, filling me up with his hot fluids. He exhaled deeply kissing my face lightly collapsing beside me, still lodged inside my cummy pussy. He wrapped his arms around me exhaustively and murmured softly into my ear. “This is a start to a beautiful relationship Princess.” And I nodded in agreement. It was and will continue to be as such.
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Janine and I had finished our meal and we were walking to our flight gate. We were boarding in 25 minutes. We took our seats at the gate check in area. Janine seemed a little distant but she had been questioned for 40 minutes, they must have been rough on her, still she did have a wide smile so I knew she was ok. The area got busier and busier, lots of families heading home and a few other couples who im sure were all newly weds. Our flight was called and we headed on down to the plane, while boarding we were stopped by a very good-looking air steward. he was tall, perfect skin, chiselled jaw line, deep blue eyes, perfect smile, I assumed that given his job he was gay, my ignorance would be proved wrong later, "Are you guys newly weds? Any honeymoon couple get a free upgrade to first class and free champagne for the flight" Before Janine got a chance to speak, I blurted out, "Yes we are, married three days ago," Janine then flashed a rather impressive ring I bought her; it passed for a wedding ring, "Well" the Air steward said, "I hope you enjoy your flight, here are your complimentary first class passes" We both smiled and headed off to the first class area, it was lovely, lots of space, privacy shields, and the seats reclined into beds too; this was going to be a comfortable flight. The pilot made his announcements and we were soon on our way, I was not the best flier but Janine was a cool and relaxed as ive ever seen her, she was sipping on champagne and eating chocolates, she looked so happy and content. This holiday was going to do her the world of good, she deserved it. We took off at 8.30pm the flight was going to be about 9.5 hours so we were going to need to get a few hours sleep in before we landed. the chocolate had made Janine a bit hyper, as I started to nod off Janine was still trying to keep herself amused, listening to the radio stations and reading her book with a small light attached to the top of the page. The air steward was just making a routine check of the cabin when he saw that there was a small light a bit further up from where he was, as he approached he noticed Janine bathed in a small glow of light, she seemed to be the only one awake. He tapped her shoulder, “Excuse Me,” he quietly said Janine, a little startled, removed her ear phones and looked up, catching his stunning blue eyes in her book light made her stomach flutter, she managed to open her mouth, “Yes?” she said, trying to be calm. The air steward introduced himself, “My names Alex” “Im Janine” she replied, with a huge smile, Alex continued “Sorry to disturb you but I couldn’t help but notice you were awake, I was wondering if I could get you anything” “Well I am really bored sitting here” Janine said, “As you can see my boyfriend has fallen asleep too,” she giggled. Alex looked puzzled “Boyfriend? I though you guys were married” Shit, Janine had let the cat out the bag, her mind raced thinking of what to say, she stood up and grabbed Alex by the hand and took him to the kitchen situated at the front and closed the curtain behind them. She immediately whispered too him “look, ok, I fucked up, were not a married couple we just pretended so we could get a free upgrade”, Alex was taken back by her honesty, “Don’t worry about it, you’re not the first to do that” he grinned, “So you won’t tell the captain or anything” she smiled at him, “I wont utter a word” he reassured “Good, I didn’t want to make more mistakes today” she laughed, Alex looked inquisitively at her, “What do you mean?” “Give me more of that champagne and ill tell you” she said. She threw back glass after glass recounting in full detail to her new friend about her “interrogation”, he barely said a word as Janine gave every sordid detail. “Well Janine, that’s one hell of a story” Alex stated, “I don’t think ill be forgetting for a long time either” she laughed, Janine being really tipsy and her own panties being wet after her own story, she looked down at Alex’s crotch and noticed he was as stiff as a board. “Ha, I see those cocks did for you what they did for me“, pointing at Alex’s hard bulge, “What, no, that’s been all from you” Alex said, “Shut up, there is no way a guy as hot as you is straight” Janine said in disbelief, “Hey, not all of us are gay” he laughed. Janine’s eye light up and widened as she had wrongly assumed as her “husband” had that he, and all, Air Stewards were gay. Finding her body on auto pilot she step closer to him and grabbed hold of his cock through his trousers, “Prove it” she purred as his after-shave filled her nostrils With that he placed a kiss on her lips, she had never been kissed so passionately in her life, her entire body tingled as his hands gently caressed her back and waist, her own hands unbuttoning his shirt from top to bottom, pulling it open and feeling her hands run down his body. It was so hard and well toned, he had round pecks rock, hard abs. Janine stroked his body, she loved men who looked as good as they felt. She kissed her way down his body paying attention to his nipples and kissing every one of his gorgeous abs on the way down. She got him to sit on the counter behind him as she pulled off her top and bra, letting her huge tits spring free. “You know its hot women like you that stop me going gay” Alex chuckled Janine laughed with him and slowly brought her hands up to her tits and cupped them as if to display them to her confidant, “Trust me” she said, “Its men like you that stop me being faithful” With that, she quickly undid his trousers, grabbed both his trousers and boxers, and pulled them off in one quick movement. His cock sprang free not large by any means only 6.5 inches, she licked her lips in anticipation, although slightly disappointed, “Well, he is beautiful and has a heart stopping body, shame he’s not hung like an Adonis” she thought as she looked him up and down. She placed herself in front of him and poured the last of her glass of champagne over his cock, it made him jump and twitch. She then lent forward, took his rock hard cock between her tits, and gently teased the tip with her tongue. Janine looked up at him and said, “Well Alex, im gonna give you something no man could give you” Alex just moaned with approval as Janine slowly moved her tits up and down his cock, it being completely lost on the up stroke and just the tip being visible on the down stroke. Janine had a hold of her nipples and had made a vice like grip with her tits, his cock was going nowhere. Her pace quickened as she wanked his prick with her impressive tits, the heat and friction being produced was sending Alex over the edge, Janine could sense his impending climax and switched to sucking his solid member, she deep throated his entire cock and sucked with all she could, she kneaded his balls with her hands as he squirted his cum straight down her throat not even having to swallow as each spurt was fired. She sucked some more and released his cock. His breathing was erratic but had remained as stiff as a board. Janine looked him in the eye. “Hmm you’re cum tasted so good and your still hard, everything about you has impressed me so far” she said as she licked her lips savoring the taste of his cock. “Well, im not done yet Janine, after all you’ve still to cum for me” Alex ordered, With that he hoped off the counter and spun Janine round and roughly pulled down her jeans and underwear leaving them around her knees, he quickly got behind her and she lay her body flat on the counter, she reached back and held open her ass and pussy, “Well what you waiting for ’gay boy’ fuck my brains out” Janine growled, She barely finished her sentence when he grabbed her arms and held them in place as he slid his cock into her, he bottomed out quickly but was just hitting her g-spot in the perfect place, she bit her lip, she didn’t want to make too much noise after all the packed plane was silent and people were sleeping no more than 10 feet from where they were. His short controlled thrusts sent wave after wave of pleasure through her body, his strong arms holding her down, his hard body making contact with her’s, her pussy was producing so much cum, when ever he slid-in some of her juice would splash out onto his balls making a hot little squelch sound that was only drowned out by their breathing, Alex’s rhythmic pounding and constant g-spot stimulation brought Janine to climax very rapidly, she came time and time again, this well oiled machine of a man was relentless, he was just pounding away as if he was just using her for his own pleasure, she couldn’t stop cumming for him and she so desperately wanted him to cum inside her too. Janine just managed to cross her legs, from the knee down, while keeping herself balanced, making her pussy just that bit tighter, it was definitely having the desired effect as Alex started to grunt in appreciation. Janine’s soft wet pussy became a tight little hole as Alex squeezed his cock into her pussy, his entire cock being milked by her. He couldn’t take anymore and was cumming without warning deep into her, he held her tight against him, trying to bury himself in her as he emptied his entire load into her. Alex pulled out of her and Janine stood herself up and turned to face him. Janine looked into his exhausted eyes, “Oh god Alex that was a great fuck, you have certainly made this flight interesting” “You really know how to control a man with that pussy, ive never felt anything like it” Alex managed between breaths, “Well let’s just say ive had my fair share of cock, I know how to please, ha ha” Janine laughed as she pulled up her jeans and panties, Alex pulled on his trousers, “lets just hope your on the red eye on your way home from your holiday, I could use some more of this action” Janine leaned into him, looked him in the eye as she spoke, “I could use some of your cock again Alex, ill keep using this airline till we meet again” They kissed again, as if they had been lovers for years, gentle but with passion, intense but slow, they ment what they said, they wanted each other so badly, with that Janine pulled on her bra and top and stroked his face before leaving to go to the bathroom to tidy herself up. As she exited the bathroom Alex came from behind her and gave her ass a gentle, playful squeeze, she looked around to see that everyone was still asleep and quickly planted a kiss on his cheek and made her way to her seat. She settled in and put her book away, she was now ready to sleep, the adrenalin her lover had made her produce was subsiding and her body relaxed as she fell asleep........ A few hours past and Janine was shook awake by a little bit of turbulence, it was 4.30am and they would be landing soon. I was sitting next to her all smiles, “Morning sleepy head, they weren’t serving a full breakfast but I kept you some orange juice and some cereal and milk if you want it” Still trying to wake up Janine just smiled and opened up her orange juice and let out a huge yawn, “You still tired?, I thought you would have been refreshed after a few hours sleep” I stated, “Well you had lots more than I did, I was up reading most of the night, and I couldn’t get relaxed” Janine said blurry eyed, “Still a bit stressed out with the interrogation were you” I said in a concerned manner, No not really”, Janine said, “The chocolate and champagne had me buzzing a little, if you had been awake Id have talked your ears off” Before I could answer, she continued “I wasn’t alone all night, the Air Steward came over for a chat seeing as I was the only person awake” Sarcastically I retorted “so what did you guys talk about, cute boys? Hair care? Moisturisers?” Janine laughed, “Well kinda, we never got to talk about his sexuality” I laughed also, “Yeah well, it was a bit obvious to me” We finished our breakfast and stared out of the windows as the sun blazed through the windows, the pilot announced his approach to the airport as the cabin crew made their final checks. We landed quickly and without a hitch and were soon given the all clear to take of our seat belts and grab our bags, as we exited the plane we were met with the crew thanking us for using the airline and to hope we returned, we also thanked them on our way past. Our gay friend, who Janine had told me was called Alex, was the last in the procession, as we approached him he gave Janine and me a wide grin. “I hope you both enjoyed the flight and Janine thanks for the chat last night” Alex said, “Don’t mention it Alex, the pleasure was all mine and anyway I doubt I would have gotten any sleep at all if it wasn’t for you” Janine replied, “Well enjoy your holiday, see you again soon” He smiled, I shook his hand and stepped off the plane as we went up our exit ramp I quietly said to Janine “Yeah, definitely gay I think, his hand shake said it all” I whispered, “Well, most men that good looking usually are” Janine giggled, With that being said, we both enjoyed the sights and smells of a new country not to mention the heat as we entered the arrivals lounge in the airport, we collected our bags and met up with our holiday rep. We were ready to start our holiday, who knows what will happen next........ FIN
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It was finally happening after months of hoping. I was a junior and was getting to fuck my English teacher from my sophomore year, Mrs Jones. At lunch I would go to her classroom and read, which I could’ve done anywhere but I enjoyed looking at her and fantasizing. Her huge tits always made her shirts poke out and she always wore pants that hugged her big, tight ass. She had recently turned 42. I still had a thing for older women after I was with Stacey. I had fucked her and cum in her several more times that summer. We had done many things together after our initial encounter. We would 69 on her bed, her wet pussy gushing into my mouth when she would squirt and her burying her nose into my balls when she would deepthroat me. Sometimes we would do anal and her asshole would tighten on my dick as I came in her ass. I loved her ass. I did anything I could to it. Sometimes we would run in the LA heat and get all sweaty and have sex as soon as we got back to her house. She would sit her sweaty asshole on my face and I would lick it clean as she did the same to my dick. She would finger my asshole too. She would always swallow all of my cum. I had so much fun with her. Too bad she had to take a job in Sacramento. We would still have phone sex every now and then but I missed her. It was now November of my junior year and I had been going to Mrs. Jone’s classroom since the start of the year and staring and flirting. To my surprise she gave it back. After a few weeks we started getting serious. One day I was hanging out in her room after school and we were the only people there. She called me over to her desk and asked, “Garrett I think you have a little crush on me. I’m not imagining things am I?” I blushed and started to say “Mrs Jones I...” when she hooked her fingers into my waistband and pulled me close to her chair. “Because I have a crush on you...” she whispered. My dick was growing fast and she lightly traced the outline with her other hand. “Why don’t you come over to my house tonight?” She asked. “My husband is out of town and it’s a Friday, you could tell your parents you’ll be spending the night at a friends house. Sound good?” I was so excited I almost came in my pants right there. I nodded my head yes. “Good” She said as she wrote her address on a slip of paper and told me to be there at 7. She stood up, still holding onto my waistband and her other hand on my boner and lightly kissed me lips. “Looking forward to it baby” she said. I got home and anxiously awaited to go. I told my parents I would be staying at a friends house and they agreed as it wasn’t a school night. I drive to the address she wrote down. She lived in a nice medium sized house in Mt. Washington. I parked in the driveway and nervously went to the front door. I rang the bell she opened the door shortly after. She was beautiful. She was wearing a blue nightgown and nothing else and had on lipstick. “Come in baby” she said as she hooked her fingers into my waistband and pulled me in. She shut the door lightly pushed me against it. “I’ve been thinking about this a long time baby” she whispered in my ear and kissed my neck. I sighed and felt myself getting even harder. She traced the outline of my cock and smiled at me. She took my hand and led me to her room. “Lay down sweetie” she told me. I did and looked up at her, the room only illuminated by a lamp on the nightstand. She slowly took off the gown as she sucked on her fingers and closed her eyes. It fell to the floor and I was in awe of her. She was a goddess to me. She was about 5’3 with thick thighs and curvy hips. Her pussy was clean shaven and literally dripping wet. A strand of her juice broke off and ran down her thigh. Her belly stuck out the slightest amount but you could tell she worked out as she had slight abs. Her tits were huge and her nipples pink and erect. Her strawberry blond hair was down past her shoulders and she was still sucking on her finger, eyes closed. I began to breathe heavy and I was so hard it hurt. She walked over to the bed and strattled me. She took off my hoodie and bent down and began to kiss me. It was heaven. Her red, wet lips settled on mine and our lips moved together. She slipped her tounge and my mouth and I returned the favor. I took off my shirt and threw it to the floor. She rubbed her hands across my chest and brought her head up. She formed a line of spit and let it slowly drop into my mouth. I began to grind my rock hard dick into her pussy. She moved down and undid my belt and unzipped my jeans. She pulled them off and kissed my dick through my underwear. She licked the spot where all my Precum has oozed onto. She finally pulled my underwear off and looked up at me and smiled as she lightly licked the tip of my head. I sighed and rested my head on the pillow. I looked up at her as she slid her mouth down my shaft. I moaned and gripped the sheets. She came back up and spit on my head and worked it all in with her hand. She began to pick up the pace and was sucking hard and fast. I felt like I might cum so I tapped her on the shoulder and said “sit on my face baby”. She smiled and climbed on top of my face, the front of her body facing me. Her pussy was so fucking wet her juice instantly covered my face. She ran one hand through my hair and played with her tits with the other. She tasted sweet. I licked her clit and swallowed all of her juice. It kept coming and I kept licking her sweet little sexy clit as she moaned and whimpered. I ran my thumb across her asshole and tasted it. She moaned “fuck me garrett fuck me good” and got off me. She kissed me hard and licked her own juice off my face. She lied on her back and opened her legs. I rubbed her soaking pussy with one hand and played with her tits with my other while I alternated between shoving my tounge in her mouth and licking her tits. Then I grabbed my dick and slipped it inside her and we both moaned hard and I started pumping and grabbing her thighs. I started slow and picked up speed. She was screaming “yeah yeah Garrett fuck me just like that baby!”. I fucked her hard and had to put my slippery dick back inside twice because it slipped out because she was so wet. Her tits were bouncing up and down and she was cumming hard. She squirted on my dick and I lost it. I shot rope after rope of hot cum inside her as she shook and gushed. I sighed and pulled out and collapsed. “I’ve never had that much fun” she said. “Neither have I I replied”. Stacey was fun, but not as much fun as Mrs. Jones. We lied next to each other, breathing heavy, until she fell asleep on my chest.
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At the time this happened I was 15 and in between my sophomore and junior year of high school. I’m blond and have brown eyes and I’m around 5’7. I’m a bit of a loner so I wasn’t doing that much that summer besides working, which I only did twice a week anyway. I spent most of my days inside playing video games and watching movies while my parents were at work or walking at the creek by my house. One day I got bored of playing video games and decided to walk by the creek. It had a good view of the city and it wasn’t as hot that day as it had been for the last few weeks so I put on my shoes and went. It was hot but not terribly so and I sat on a bench and looked out at the city, downtown LA in the distance. My mind began to wonder to girls from school. I though about Julie Tanaka. I had had her in chemistry. I barely passed the class because for most of the hour I was staring at her and fantasizing about her. I thought of standing in my room with her 5’4 frame wrapped around my naked body and shoving my tounge down her throat as she moaned and one hand worked my cock. I thought of laying her on her back and swirling my tounge around in circles on her clit, her being on top of me and grinding into my dick and bouncing up and down as I held her small but firm and perky tits. The fantasy always ended with me being on top of her and cumming inside her as we moaned and looked into each other’s eyes or me cumming in her mouth as I stood in the middle of my room. Then my mind went to the one girl who I had actually managed to fuck. As I said I was kind of a loner. I was kind of weird but I was nice so I was liked by my peers just not included by most. I would sometimes eat with the few friends I had but if they wanted to be with their friends I had nothing in common with I would just go to the library. I didn’t feel sorry for myself as part of the reason I spent most of my time alone was because I wanted to. I’d rather be alone than pretend to be interested in people or things that I didn’t care about just for the sake of saying I had friends. Anyway I met her as I was reading a book about helicopters. I wanted to join the marine corps after high school so I was always reading books relating to military gear, tactics or history. That was when we started talking. Her name was Ashley and she struck up a conversation with me. Otherwise we never would have spoken. She was new that year and wanted to make more friends. She asked me questions about what I was reading and what I wanted to do in the marine corps and as we talked she told me I was cute. I returned the compliment. She invited me over to her house that weekend. I told her I’d love to go. Her parents were out of town for the week and we just talked and watched a movie. Of course about halfway through it she started kissing me and we fucked each other and I lost my virginity. She was as tall as I was and curvy. Her red hair was in my face as she rode me. I got on top of her and fucked her slowly so I could last longer. Her pussy felt so good and she was so wet. So wet the entire room smelled like her pussy but in a good way. We cuddled and fell asleep for a few hours until I had to walk back home. I tried to find her again at school but she was never in the library anymore and we didn’t have any of the same classes. Then on one of the few occasions when I actually did eat with my friends did I find out why I never saw her again. I saw with a boy in the cafeteria. He was about six feet tall and had brown hair. I didn’t know who he was but it was clear from how they were sitting, with her head on his shoulder and her holding his arms. It disappointed me for sure and I never spoke to her again. I wasn’t sure if she cheated on him with me or if she had made it official in the few weeks after our time together. Besides her all I did was fantasize and jerk off. As I sat there and remembered Julie and Ashley I started to get hard and not wanting to jerk off where I could potentially be caught, even though I doubted it would happen as it was the middle of a day on a Wednesday and it was still reasonably hot, I got up and continued to walk. I walked for a few minutes and then saw her sitting on a bench. She was older, probably as old as my mom and she was blond like me. I could tell that she had big tits. She was wearing jeans and a red checkered short sleeve button up shirt with a white undershirt. I started to get hard seeing her. I liked older women too. I had always wanted to fuck my English teacher, Mrs. Jones. She was in her forties and had strawberry blond hair and a great ass with tits that always made any of her shirts poke out. I would fantasize about licking her asshole and sitting on her stomach and fucking her tits. I would always cum to the though of me fucking her missionary and pulling out and cumming all over her belly. I wondered if I should sit down next to her or keep walking. I decided to sit and act like I was texting someone. I was too shy to make the first move as I didn’t know how to talk to girls, especially older women. I hoped she would initiate a conversation. “Sure is hot, huh?” She said. I looked over at her, my dick already starting to move. I leaned forward a little. “Yeah it is, not as bad as it has been though” I said. “ That’s true, I’m Stacy, what’s your name?” She asked. “I’m Garrett” I replied. “So what brings you down here, Garrett?” She asked. “Oh I’m just bored at home. My parents are at work and I’m an only child.” I said. “Oh okay I manage a warehouse at night and sometimes I come down here during the day. I get bored around the house my husband and I divorced last year. Sounds like you’re bored too. You don’t have a girlfriend to pass the time with?” I laughed a little “ No I wish” I replied. “Really?” She exclaimed. “I find that hard to believe you’re so cute”. My dick got even bigger inside my pants. “Thanks” I replied meekly and blushed. “No problem, sweetie” she replied. “Did you have one last year” she asked. “Sort of” I said. “Oh what happened?” She asked. “Just didn’t work out I guess” I replied. “Well she’s crazy” she said. “Thank you” I replied, my face too red to hide. “Aww you’re blushing, so cute” she exclaimed. I got even redder, how it was possible I don’t know. “Oh look how hot you are, it’s too hot to be out here. You should wait for it to cool off at my house. I live at the entrance to the walkway.” She said. “Oh god she wants to fuck me” I thought. “Sure” I replied. “Is it the one with the bird bath in front?” I asked. “That’s the one” she said, “come on let’s go.” I got up trying to conceal my boner the best I could. She walked in front of me, her ass was nice and firm and shaped like a heart. We walked the rest of the way to her house and she unlocked the door and we stepped inside. The AC felt great. “Oh that’s nice” she exclaimed. “Garrett, baby go make yourself at home on the couch I’ll get you some water” she said. “Ok thank you” I replied and went over to the black leather couch. I sat down and closed my eyes and let the AC hit me. My boner was still strong. Her voice made me open my eyes. “Glad I still got it” she said. “Hmmm” I replied. “Sweetie you have a tent in your pants” she said, looking down at my stiff cock. “ I- I’m so sorry” I stammered, sitting up and bending forward. “Nothing to be sorry about sweetie” she said. “Like I said, I’m flattered that such a young cutie like you finds me sexy” she said as she took a drink from a water bottle. “Here” she handed it to me. “Hope you don’t mind if there’s some spit in there” she said with a giggle. “Not at all” I replied and drank. “Garrett are you a virgin?” She asked with her head tilted to the side and a raise of her eyebrows. I gulped as I replied “No, I’ve been with one girl before”. She lightly touched my dick and said “ would you like to make it two?” I inhaled and shook my head yes. “Good” she said and stuck her tounge out. She unbuttoned my shorts and slid them down to my ankles. “Take off your shirt, baby” she told me. I did. She kissed my cock through my underwear before taking it off too. She took off her shirt and bra. Her tits were beautiful. They were so big and her nipples were hard. She cupped my balls with one hand and took my cock with the other. She kissed my tip and slid her wet, hot mouth down my shaft. I moaned she felt so good. She played with my balls and sucked me. She did this for a few minutes and then strattled me. But she wasn’t fucking me yet. She kissed me hard, shoving her tounge down my throat. I kissed her back and grabbed her tits and pulled at her nipples. I grabbed her ass and she moaned. “Fuck I want you inside of me” she said as she grabbed my dick and sat her pussy down onto it. She eased it in nice and slow. It felt so good. She was tight and warm and wet. We both let out a moan when it was all the way inside her pussy. She started grinding back and forth as I licked and sucked on her tits. “Mhhhm yesss Garrett” she moaned. “Ohhh fuck me”. I was sucking her tits and grabbing her ass when I felt it. I was going to cum. I looked up at her and said “ I’m about to cum”. “Do it baby, do it inside me!” She yelled as she sat all the way down on my dick. I exploded inside her. I shot five times, a huge strand of cum with each blast. She moaned and yelled as I filled her up. She got off of me. “Sweetie that was great.” She said. “It sure was” I replied. You feel so fucking good, baby”. She said. I blushed, “you do too” I told her. I looked at the time. “My dad will be getting home soon, I’m sorry but I think I have to go” I said. “I understand. What are you doing tomorrow?” She asked. “You again?” I asked. She giggled and said “I’m counting on it”. She walked me to the door and gave me a kiss. I walked home excited for tomorrow to arrive.
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It was quite a surprise when Amanda called me; much more surprising to find that she was drunk and stranded. She needed a ride home. Now maybe I’m a pushover and I need to be more assertive, but it’s just not in me to leave an old friend deserted in any downtown area in the middle of the night—even if downtown is a half-hour away, it’s the middle of the night, I have work in a few hours and the person I’m picking up is a manipulative, over-bearing prude of an ex-girlfriend. “Stay there, I’ll be there as soon as I can.” I explain the situation to my girlfriend as I get out of bed and start to get dressed. She isn’t happy about it, but she knows that there is no lingering interest in my mind for Amanda. I get in the car and get on the highway. She’s much drunker than I thought, and much thinner than I remember, though her breasts haven’t suffered, she certainly isn’t bothering to hide them anymore. The dress she is wearing is low-cut and supportive; they’re practically bursting out of her blouse. My cock twitches in spite of myself. She stumbles towards the car from the curb and struggles momentarily before hauling herself into the backseat of my girlfriend’s Taurus. Shutting the door she falls over sideways on the seat, her dress hiking high up her thigh and her breasts barely contained by her bra. “Thank you…..soooo much,” she manages to slur. “No problem,” I say shortly, “Buckle up.” “Yeshur,” she says, with a half-hearted attempt to give an ironic salute from her position lying in the back seat, legs strewn hither and thither around the passenger door. She sits up and one of her dress shoulder straps fall revealing a black lace bra. She reaches for the seat belt over her shoulder, spreading her legs as she did so. I forced myself to turn and look back through the front windshield and signal to merge back onto Fourth St., but not before I was brought to half-mast by my momentary pondering whether or not she shaves these days. “You know you were the best boyfriend I ever had,” she said as I pull out on the freeway. Don’t care, is what I thought, “Mmm-hmm” is what I said. “I would give anything to have you back.” “The only thing you’re ever going to get from me sweetheart is fucked in the ass,” it was meant as an insult, to shut her up. “Ok,” was what she said. From the back seat I hear her shifting around a few seconds later a pair of panties hit the rearview mirror. “This ass?” she asks, I glance in the mirror and she has unbuckled, pulled her dress up over her ass and bent over the back seat so that I can see her asshole between her spread cheeks and the tuft of brown hair between her legs that was her pussy. And in that instant I could smell how wet and hot she was. I became rock hard. “Sit down!” I said loudly. She ran her hand up and down between her crack. “Sit down and buckle up!” I said firmly. “Fine!” she said. She sat down and buckled up. But I could still smell her pussy. She had always been a wet one, and soon after she sat down I could smell her wetness as it seeped through her dress, ran down her crack and soaked her asshole. My hand instinctively pressed my crotch. Finally we get to her apartment. She gets out and slams the door, I watch her—admittedly almost hoping for another slip of the skirt—telling myself that it’s because I want to make sure she gets inside. Ironically enough this is a reasonable worry. She stood at the door for some minutes before beginning to bend and look around the door and in the bushes along the path. I turned off the engine, locked the doors and walked up to her. “Do you have your keys?” “YES!” she said vehemently. “Where are they?” “I don’t know!” “Then you don’t have them, do you?” “Fuck you,” she said evenly. I walked back to the car and looked in the back, they weren’t there. No keys on the path, along the path, next to the door, or, as far as I could see, in the bushes. I walked back up to her, she was leaning against the door for support by now. “Do you have a spare set?” “Duh.” “Where is it?” In response she promptly leaned over and vomited on my left shoe. I grabbed her shoulder to prevent her from falling, but she promptly went limp. Sighing to myself I prop her against the wall and start looking for the spare set. After searching for some time I come up empty handed. Hoping silently to myself that she has reliably found her own apartment I break a hole in a window large enough to get the latch, climb inside and open the door. Five minutes later I drop her on her bed and she wakes up, she needs to vomit again. I lead her to the bathroom and she pukes in the toilet. She rinses her mouth and I lead her back to her bedroom. I decide to stay a few minutes to make sure she doesn’t need to puke again and start unconsciously checking for signs of a boyfriend in her room. Looking back at the bed my cock goes rigid again. Lying on her stomach, her legs spread apart, her pussy was perfectly visible. God she was wet, she’d only been lying like that for a minute or two and already there was a wet patch growing from her crotch. There was a splotch on the ass of her dress and her crack was glistening with the wetness of her pussy. Knowing that she was completely passed out and egged on by her challenge in the backseat of the car I sat at the edge of the bed and carefully lifted her dress to see her crotch more clearly. I could feel a wet spot of my own in my pants when I saw how wet her pussy was. It was drenched; I could see her juices literally dripping off her clitoris and onto the bed sheet. I noticed that hadn’t shaved and it made me want even more to bury my face into her snatch. Hers was the kind of pussy that just the right amount of fuzz makes it look naughty. Abandoning all pretense I took two fingers and slid them slowly into her pussy, glorying in the feel of her warm tightness. She moaned softly in her doze and I could feel her pushing her ass instinctively toward me. Emboldened I added a third finger and rubbed her G-spot slowly. When I felt her shudder with the pleasure I pulled my fingers out and then rammed them home. The resultant orgasm sent her cum spurting around my fingers and up my forearm, wetting the inside of her spread thighs and enlargening the damp patch of bed spread beneath her crotch. I retracted my fingers and leaned over her, worried that she might be waking up. When I was assured that she was still out cold, I went over to the nightstand and unplugged her phone from the wall. Taking the cord I gently but firmly tied her hands together and then to the bedpost. If she was going to cheat on me with a womanizing bastard, then I was going to take what I never got out of our relationship. I walked around the bed and grabbed her ankles pulling her legs diagonally across the bed, and stretching her arms taut against her bonds. I took off my shirt and propped her up on her knees so that her face was in the pillow, ass in the air and legs spread wide. I took a moment to drink in the sight of her tied up like this, her back arched, thighs open, pussy dripping wet and ass spread wide and vulnerable. I reveled for a moment in the ecstasy of what was to come, something denied me for so long. I leaned forward and, starting with her crotch, took my tongue and ran it slowly and firmly from the clit up into her pussy, pausing to savor her hot, wet, taste, and then up over her taint to her asshole. There I stopped gently licking around her brown hole, enjoying the salty, sweaty scent of her ass, and enjoying the feel of her ass cheeks pressing against my face. Pulling my face up I spit on her asshole and watched it drip down to her pussy where it joined her cum and began dripping slowly from her cunt. Completely giving myself over I grabbed her ass with both hands and spread her cheeks apart, shoving my face between them and thrust my tongue as deep into her ass as it would go. I wanted to devour it, eat her asshole until there was no more. I could hear her moaning again. It seemed she was enjoying this. Fine with me. It’s time to find out what a real slut she was. I slapped her ass hard with my right hand, hoping vaguely that it might wake her up, but mostly for the simple pleasure of hearing the sound of her ass being spanked while my tongue was inside her. I bent down further to taste her pussy again, plunging my tongue between her lips, my nose between her ass-cheeks, the smell of her asshole mixed with my saliva making me hungrier. I buried my face into her crotch, giving myself to the sweaty, salty, heavy taste of her pussy and the smell of saliva on her crack. She was moaning heavier now and I felt her hips bobbing against my face, fucking my tongue with her pussy. Pulling back I watched her ass straining backwards, yearning to orgasm again. Her pussy was now flowing freely with her cum and my spit, her entire crack shining with wetness. I spit again on her ass and watched it slide faster now over her asshole, onto her pussy, and then onto the sheet. I put my hand under her crotch and caught some of her warm cum on my hand, wetting it. I then stood and smacked her ass hard. I heard her moan a little. I spanked her again. She gasped and murmured something that sounded like “Yes.” I wanted deeply to take my pants off and shove my cock inside her, but I decided that was to wait until she woke up, and in the meantime I would enjoy her body as she enjoyed her lover’s while benefiting from being supported by me. I left her there on the bed and went to the kitchen, cock rock hard. Searching aimlessly through the kitchen I found an empty beer bottle. I returned to the room and searched her drawers for some lube. What I found was fairly astonishing: in a drawer in the bed stand were three dildos, a strap on, what looked like a half-gallon of oil and an anal plug with a horse tail. I looked from her to the dildos and back again. She was REALLY holding back with me. I grabbed the oil and shut the drawer. First I lubed her ass inside and out, damn it her asshole was tight, my cock pulsed at the thought of brutally fucking her asshole. I then thoroughly covered the beer bottle, neck to base. I spent several seconds just rubbing her brown spot with the bottle’s mouth and then began to push it farther and farther in. Soon the entire neck was in her ass. She was now breathing heavily, I began to fuck her with the bottle harder. I spanked her hard and she gasped. I shoved the bottle up her shit-hole hard, as far as it would go and her cunt spasmed, sending come spraying over my lap. Her head lifted off the pillow and she groaned in pleasure. Turning around she looked at me then at the bottle buried in her ass. I smiled. Part 2 soon to come.
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