Every morning they were there at 9 I got up to watch them enter the house then got my self off thinking of the black man, or the 20 year old. I found out there names and the colour guy was Dom and the 20 year old was Jay. Then I would walk past them in just a shirt, one button done up covering my big breasts and French knickers. I could feel them watching me each time I passed, that always got me going when I was eyed up. When I would shower I know they would be watching so I would give them a show I would rub my hard nipples and moan. Then I would shave my myself knowing that they enjoyed it. Two days into it, Jay started to flirt with me. Telling how good I looked. And about three days into it they started to walk in on me on the toilet or in the shower and say it was an accident. I loved it

The job was almost done and I knew this would be their last day. So I made a real effort. I wore a black and grey mini skirt and a bright red thong, which was my lucky fucking thong. And I forgot my bra and wore a pink t-shirt. Oh yeah I haven’t described myself. I’m as tall as women come I’m about 6 foot 5 maybe 6 foot 7 at a push. I have 34 dd breasts and long, thin well shaped legs. I run a lot and do loads of activates, which include getting regular cock. I like to have my downstairs shaved and bare. Even though I sleep around I have never been able to call my downstairs anything else except my little flower. And because of that I have a rose tattoo when my hair line stops. One thing I love to do is to rub my big breasts. I like to tweak my nipples and rub the whole breast. And I did it more knowing these builders were watching.

On the last day I spent the whole day watching them, teasing them all even the ugly man. I could see I made them all aroused. As they finished I went up and phoned my friend telling her that I was going to try and bed Jay. So I tried. And he turned me down. My mum had gone too work and my dad had left us when I was 3, if only he saw me now. And I was an only child. I went down stairs to try and talk to jay. But they had all packed up. I was a bit upset, but I shrugged and moved on. I went to try the new shower. As I went to reach up to turn it on. I was grabbed from behind. One had over my mouth and one hand on my crotch. And I was dragged out of the bathroom and into the garden. The good thing about my garden is that it’s enclosed with trees and you had to be 10 foot high to see in. good for sunbathing naked.

As I went out side kicking and trying to scream I saw the worked. And stopped. They were all naked, but only four. I tried to glance up and noticed Dom was behind me. He threw me on the floor and then they circled me.

“you’ve teased us so much” said Mr Jones “now little girl you will give us all pleasure”

I looked around and saw they were all well hung. The Chinese boy was the biggest even though he was the youngest. He was about 10 inches long and 6 inches wide, damn that made me hot. The smallest was the coloured guy at 7 inches so you can think of how big the were. They were all stroking their hard dicks. My eyes were wide open looking at the big dicks hoping that they were for me. Someone had reached down and lifted my top up. Revealing my braless breasts.

“rub my tits” I said without thinking. i was shocked at my self but I didn’t care. Someone had gotten down behind me and was kissing my neck and playing with my nipples. I was Mr Jones’ son. His hands were rough and large. I couldn’t take it I took the cock that was in front of me and stuck it in my mouth, which was now wet with saliva. It happened to be the ugly Mr Jones. I could see why he had a wife and two mistresses. He was massive must have been 8 inches. The biggest I’ve ever had up to this point was 7. So I was in heaven. His gut stopped me from deep throating Mr Jones smelly dirty cock. I just sucked his cock and reached out both hands and started to stroke Dom’s and Jays cock’s. I felt my arse being lifted, I refused to stop sucking this dirty yet tasty cock. I was my arse up cock in mouth and hands. I could feel my thong being removed

“I’ve never see a pussy so wet” said the Chinese boy “wow girl your loving the dick ain’t ya”

“Shut up and eat my pussy” I said taking the cock out of my mouth but not my eyes off it.

I could feel my arse cheeks separated and one person licking my arse crack and one licking my pussy. Wow I was in ore. I let out a moan and I came on Mr Jones’ son’s face.

“she’s a gusher” he shouted. I loved to cum I knew I was a squirter for years. And my fuck buddies lover it. When I came I sucked harder making Mr Jones’ cum in my mouth. He pulled out and I swallowed all his hot tasty cum. And I didn’t have time to breath as Mr Jones’ son came around and stuck his cock in. it was strange they looked exactly the same and tasted exactly the same and were exactly the same size. Well like father like son. Dom and Jay seamed to cum at the same time covering my hand in hot cum.

With four behind me I knew I was going to be getting cock soon

“who do you want first” asked Mr Jones

I replied with out thinking “Dom”

I turned around to watch him enter he took one thrust at my overly wet pussy and I took it all in. I loved it. My first black cock. He must of pumped about three times hard then he stopped I watched him lay down underneath me and place him on me. Then the very well hung Chinese boy got on his knees.

“your going to hurt now bitch” the Dom and the Chinese boy stuck their cocks in me. Dom had my pussy and the Chinese boy had my arse. Wow he just tared it open. I could feel myself bleeding. 6 inches must have been in me. I sucked the cock in front of me harder and harder biting a little bit I moaned and moaned 6 inches in my pussy and 6 inches in my arse. I sucked one more time making the boy cum in my mouth I swallowed and moaned

“stick it all it boys” I became angry as the pain and pleasure mixed “fuck my body, someone get in front I need to suck more cock” jay and Mr Jones were stroking their dicks. Jay came and stuck it all in my mouth and I took it all. I moaned into his balls as I was fucked in all three holes. I came the same time as all three did. Once they all came I was mounted by father and son. They didn’t seem to last as long. Then once finished the found just stoked their dicks. I looked at jay still rock hard and he didn’t wait he got on his back and I got on top I rode him as my tits smacked my face. I rode him like a pro the other just stood and watched me bounce up and down on his stiff hard cock. Moaning for more. They stood around me and jacked off.

“when you …. CUMMMM” I shouted as Jay started to buck his hips “say your name for me”

As I said that Mr Jones came

“Lewis”

His cum covered my face with my eyes closed

“Dom” “Sui” both the Chinese boy and Dom came over me My eyes still closed taking it from Jay and the cum all over me

“Jay” he moaned cumming in my pussy

Some one grabbed my head and shoved my mouth over their cock and he moaned

“Chris” his load shot at the back of my mouth shocked I swallowed it all

 

“Wow” they all said getting dressed “that was fucking amazing”

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE” I heard a voice. I was limp on the floor and the five men stood there all naked and hard. I looked at the house and I could see my mum in hot pants and a bikini top. My mouth dropped open. Holy shit I thought!

 

 

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"That sounds like a great idea," i say feeling my pussy juices start to flow to my g-string "Why dont you tell them to meet us at that new resturant down town, at 7.30 for dinner,they have a band on at nine, we can see what happens."

"Ok well i'll let him know, make sure ur ready when i get home ok, i dont want to fight u for the bathroom............. oh and honey make sure u wear that red number that i bought for u last week"

"What that thing bearly overs my ass cheecks, u want me to go out in public in that thing?"

"Youll be the hottest chick there" was his reply and then he hung up on me

So the first thing i did after getting off the phone with Troy was ring my mother to see if she would look after the boys at her place for the night, although it was a stupid question of course she would have them.

Once that was taken care of i decided to have a long hot soak in the tub before i had to get ready. So up i went to our ensuite to run my bath adding rose sents to the water. After being in there for 15mins i start to feel all tingly in my pussy, just thinking about all the things i could get upto tonight, i cant help myself and start to rub my pussy sticking two fingers into my hole and fucking it like that for afew minutes until i cant take it anymore and start rubbing my clit with ernest and frantic strokes. I start moaning as i get closer to climax, then while still frigging myself i jam three fingers in my lurv hole and fuck the shit out of my pussy. Now im moaning out loud so much that my neighbours next door can probably hear me. With a sudden flash my whole body starts to shudder and convulse in a HUGE orgasm.

Totally spent now i start washing my body all over and once that was done i sat on the edge of the tub and shaved my pussy til it was smooth as a babies bottom. i rinse and then get out of the tub patting myself dry then putting oil on my pussy to stop rasor burn.

Then dressed in only a terry bathrobe i make my way downstairs where i prepare dinner for the children for when they get home, this is where they found me at four when walking through the door from school. Once homework and everything is done they are sent upstairs to bathe and get ready to leave when their father gets home.

This now gives me a chance to head to my room to change into my slinky red dress. It has a very low plunging v that shows off my c cup boobs, just covering the nipples. It then hugs my curves til it finishes and inch below me ass checks, just coving my red g-string I to the ensenble a pair of boots that come up mid thigh and heavy makeup.

I am just putting the finishing touches to my makeup when Todd enters the bedroom he has a cheeky grin on his face.

"R u ready?" he asks me

"Yes darling just touching up my makeup" i reply

"Good, oh one more thing" he says as i head out the bedroom door, "Take off ur panties"

"What!!!!!! I cant go out with no panties on, what if someone sees?" I say in an outraged tone

"Do as ur told, take them off NOW!"

I do as he asks and chuck them at him on my way out the door. I hear the shower start and shut off as i am making sure the children are ready to go when their father is.

At seven we leave to drop the kids off at my mothers, I have put on a long overcoat as to hide my assets from my mothers and passersby prying eyes.

We arrive at the resturant on the dot of seven thirty, we walk in to find Troy and Sandie already seated at the bar nursing drinks and chatting quietly. We make our greetings getting reaquainted with the couple. They are pleasant in their response. Troys' wife Sandie is also dressed to impress she is wearing a short black dress (although it still hides more than my own dress) with black heels to match. I sit down taking off my coat as i do. I look up to see Sandies' eyes bulging out of her head, i try and hide my knowing smile.

Over dinner we make small talk about no interest stuff, once done Sandie and i make our way to to powder room to freshen up before our night of dancing and passion.

When inside the plushly decorated powder room Sandie grabs me and pushes me inside the closest stall, she sits on the toilet and pushes my dress up in one fluid motion.

"My my my whos a naughty girl then?" she asks as she comes face to face with my pantiless muff. All i could do is groan as she shoves her face in and starts attacking my clit with the force of a freight train. It didnt take long til i was writhing in exctacy begging her to make me cum. She then sticks three whole fingers in my snatch and thats all it takes to send me skyrocketing over the edge in a fit of moans and body shuddering, my legs then collaps and i stumble to her lap. I kiss her fully on the lips and taste myself there, this makes me wild and we pash more vigorously. We then fix our makeup and straighten our dresses and head back to our husbands with devious grins on our faces, we know we r going to get lucky tonight.

After a while the band starts up and we take our spots on dancefloor we have decided to swap partners so i start gyrating with Troy while Sandie is doing the same with Todd my husband. We have started to attract curious stares from the other paitrons with our outrageously flirtatious dance moves. I can feel Troys' cock starting to rise as i wriggle my arse over his crotch, he holds onto my hips as i do this so as to really make contact with my behind. All the while Sandie and Todd have their arms wrapped around eachother grinding their lips and hips in time to the pumping music. Its not long before we are all so hot that we know its time to take this to the next level so well all pile into our car and head for our house probably breaking every speed limit on the way.

Once inside it turns into one big fuck fest. I takle Sandie and immediatly impatiently tear off her G and attack her pussy with my tongue. Gawd it tastes so good all her juices are dripping down my face as i flick and bit her clit. She i can tell is bent over sucking on my husbands cock, he is moaning really loud and his is hands on her head jamming his hips up with every stroke, i can tell she is kinda gaging but making a really big effort to take all 9in in her lush lips. Sandie is really starting to hump my face now and groaning around Troys cock. With Sandies luv juice in my mouth i suddenly feel something poking at my own luv hole, its Todd licking me out with a VERY talented tongue i start to quiver immediatly with anticipation.

It isnt very long and we are all writhing with ecstacy, Troy all of a sudden pulls Sandie in a sitting position ramming his cock straight up her luv tunnell impailling her on his massive cock she gasps as the air is knocked out of her. As i watch then go at it hell for leather i suddenly find myself jammed on a not so small magic stick from behind, Todd is soooo ready that i can feel all the veins that snake their way up his cock, they totally stimulate my raging flesh and its not long before we are all moaning and groaning to the night.

Sandie decides that she wants to turn around so she can watch too, when she does i immediately guide my tongue over her clit and eat her out this sends her into a frensy of sensations she is bucking wildly on Troys cock then suddenly cums HARD all over my face and husbands balls this sends Troy over the edge and he cums straight up into her womb.

Todd is now hammering me hard and fast has we both are close to climax, in his exited state he accidently pulls out too far and when he pushes back in he jams his cock straight up my poo shoot, i scream in pleasure pain as my ass tries to stretch to fit this mammoth cock, see her opportunity Sandie positions herself under me and proceeds to munch down hard on my mini cock (clit) with this plus the stimulation that my husband is now paying my swaying boobs and Todd who is now ramming my ass i give up and scream my completion to the world. With my ass and pussy muscles contracting around him Todd moans out loud as i feel his baby juice fill my ass.

Totally spent we all fall into one exhausted heap on the floor.............................. To be continued

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Finally, Frankie rolled Shannon on her knees and started slapping her ass. The blood all rushed down, the throbbing started. She rolled her back over and spread her legs. Shannon was sure Frankie was going to start sucking her cunt, but she didn’t. Shannon quivered with anticipation. Then Frankie slapped her pussy. Five, six times. All Shannon wanted was penetration. She moaned, "Please."

Frankie pinned her to the bed again and started to bite her nipples. Shannon arched her back. She came. Frankie said, "Don’t do that. Stop cumming." She bit her nipples, holding them so tight with her teeth, they started to throb. Frankie lapped at the tips of her breasts and flicked them with her finger. Then she jammed her thumb inside Shannon’s cunt. She bit her left nipple between her teeth and held it there. Shannon came. Frankie slapped her pussy. "I said don’t do that." She came again.

Frankie turned up the light to watch. She released her hands. Shannon put her hand down and shut her eyes. She wanted to cum for her, just for her, about six inches from her face. Shannon started to masturbate. She started cumming on the third stroke. She writhed on the bed. Shannon came, cringing, shuddering, in a heap. Frankie watched Shannon come. Watched where she placed her hands, where she fingered herself. Then Frankie licked and rubbed her with her knuckles until she came again and again. She liked the way that Shannon’s face kind of scrunched up when it happened, and she could hear an audible, "ah!" when she did it. Frankie smiled, because she knew she did much the same thing. After Shannon came one more time, Frankie put her head on her tummy to feel the rise and fall of her rhythms.

It took a couple of songs to pass through them from the radio before either of them wanted the other to move. Then Frankie said, "Okay, time to get serious." She began to lick and nip at her breasts, biting them with little half bites, and stopping to suck them persistently. She moved her hand down between Shannon's thighs, and fondled there. She pulled out the vibrator, still warm from her own body, and pushed it inside of Shannon. She thought of it being inside there, and then she started to whisper to her, filling her head with her voice, "Shannon, this was just inside of me, and it was just touching me where it’s now touching you, and it was pulsing against me and I was pulsing against it," and Frankie's voice went on and on. Shannon felt the pulsing vibrations and she thought about having Frankie’s juices inside of her. Shannon started rising against it, then Frankie moved her hand there against her, her fingers reaching inside her vagina. Frankie touched her, pushing the vibrator where she needed to be touched, and swept her up into an uncontrollable climax.

Twenty minutes later, Shannon was cumming some more. Frankie was relentless. Shannon was drenched. Her belly was sore, her pussy was sore. She didn’t care. She was sure she couldn’t come any more. She was certain she was finished forever. Frankie rolled her over. She was lying in a puddle. Shannon didn’t remember ever losing this much control, she’d never made the bed quite this wet. She didn’t know what to say about it. Women don’t compare notes. She didn’t know about other women coming so hard, so frequently, so violently, they lose control and wet all over the bed.

Shannon started talking nonsense. Something about how she was so turned on, she couldn’t move, she couldn’t brush against her pubis without feeling it was all different there. She couldn’t even lay on the flat sheets without being overcome by sensation. She felt like she would go through life for three days straight being turned on, soaking wet. How was she going to go home? How could she face her family? Shannon started sobbing, the emotions washing over her. It was all so confusing. But her body had come so hard; she felt complete relief. Shannon folded up against Frankie’s body, her face all smiling and twisted.

Inside the car, Frankie said, without looking at her friend. "That didn’t take penetration. It wouldn’t have mattered if I prematurely ejaculated. Right?" Frankie continued. "If you want to save your marriage, you’ll have to train Matthew to do that. You get my drift?"

Shannon swallowed. The giddy feeling inside of her dissipated. Yep, she understood.

It didn't take long to get to a nearby town, and it didn't take long to see a motel, but it was sleazy and cheap, so Frankie kept driving. She played the music loud, and they didn't talk. Shannon was now the one who was thinking. She’d never reached an orgasm with anyone but Matthew. And even then, it was rare. It was all about comfort and privacy and personal space. She was going to need to be able to tell Frankie how to do this.

"It's going to take an hour." Shannon said, finally and she leaned forward to turn the radio down, so she would not have to shout.

"That's okay. I have all day."

"I might have to masturbate."

Frankie wrinkled her nose at that word. Women with children in the soccer club didn't talk to each other about this sort of thing. "That's okay," she said, "then I'll watch."

Shannon was feeling unsure about how this was all going to work. Frankie offered to take up with her because Matthew just wasn’t cutting it anymore. Shannon’s husband, Matthew, was having a lot of problems with premature ejaculation. Afterwards, he would just roll over, disgusted with himself and leave her be, like if he couldn’t penetrate to his heart’s desire, then why bother trying to please her at all?

Shannon was sick of it. One day, out of sheer frustration, she made a comment to Frankie on the sidelines.

"It’s been hell..." Shannon said, "and if it doesn’t get any better at home, I’m gonna have to go find me a cowboy."

"A cowboy?"

"Yep. A studly dude with a ten gallon hat and a belt buckle." Shannon giggled, feeling a little relief from finally admitting the problem.

"You aren’t getting your rocks off?"

"Never." Shannon said, her voice barely a whisper. "Not anymore."

Frankie tore open a box of Twinkies. The kids were going to swarm in a few moments. The kids were out on the soccer field, running laps. The moms had to be ready.

"Maybe I can give you a hand." Frankie said quietly. "Then you won’t have to cheat on your husband."

Shit! Shannon could barely breathe after that. She blushed and stared at her shoes. Frankie worked at the bank! Frankie was in charge of the soccer schedule to make sure that the kids got treats during practice. Frankie was just another ordinary mom. Shannon had to stand and watch her son run for a minute, unsure of how to answer. Finally, she ducked and said, "We should talk about this later."

Frankie nodded. Shannon opened a box of CapriSun. It was weird to be acting normal while the conversation had taken a turn towards the carnal. Truth was, Shannon was ecstatic. She’d always wondered what it would be like to sleep with another woman and now her chance was at hand! She pinched herself to make sure this was real.

They had lunch the next Monday. After that they got in one car. Frankie said, "Let’s find a hotel."

They were off.

"You might have to be rough." Shannon said quietly.

Frankie turned and looked at her. "What do you mean? Rough? What exactly are you talking about?"

"You might have to bite my nipples." Shannon said, looking away, embarrassed.

"Then I’ll chew away," Frankie said, relieved that was all it was. This could get interesting. She always knew people had different buttons, but it would be challenging to be part of making someone else's buttons click. Frankie had been fifteen years with her husband, Jacob…funny how we all got so comfortable…

"It’ll probably take penetration." Shannon added. As long as she was telling her everything .

Frankie laughed. "Well there's NOT going to be a cowboy, so I'll do what I can about that."

"And…" Shannon stopped. This part was hard, because people didn't talk about this sort of thing.

"And what?" Frankie wanted to know.

"And sometimes when I come, I push really hard, and...well...if I've relaxed all my muscles…and sometimes, well...you would get wet."

"Oh that." Frankie said. "Then we can take a shower."

"That happens to you?"

"Not really, but I can see the possibility."

Shannon felt better. She was always embarrassed about that part of it, but it felt erotic when it happened. She still didn't know if she could show Frankie this part of her, this kind of wild thing that she could become when she fucked. She laid awake the night before imagining what Frankie looked like when she had sex. Frankie was probably all pretty about it. Well, maybe Frankie wasn't always pretty about it. Sometimes Shannon could come when she was like that, all soft and complacent, but usually it took some groundwork and some acceptance.

They came to Las Cruces.

"We're in Las Cruces?" Shannon said. She hadn't really noticed which way they were driving.

Then she laughed. "Well, we could just go fuck at Becca's, because she never locks her door." Becca had kids on the soccer team, too. Becca was the wild one. One time she bragged that if she crossed a busy intersection while eating a banana, she could stop traffic.

Frankie said, " Stop that. I am not going to fuck you, Shannon. If that’s all you want, I’m stopping the car right here and you can go find that cowboy."

Shannon looked at her to read her reaction. "Sorry," she said. She sometimes said things like that to get a reaction, and well, this time she got one.

Frankie pulled into the gas station. She filled the car with gas, and went in to ask directions. She wasn't quite sure how to say it, she was sure that everyone inside would see that the car was full of only two women, and they would read things into "I need to find a motel" at 2:00 in the afternoon. She bit the bullet and asked.

She got directions, and the guy didn't raise any more of an eyebrow than the man at the intersection while Becca was eating the banana.

They came to the motel. Shannon didn't really care what it looked like, as long as it wasn’t trashy, and it had a bed. They walked in. It smelled funny. Shannon lit a candle and placed it by the bed. The pear scent was subtle and began blowing through the air. It wasn't dark in the room, so they pulled the shades. Frankie pulled her to her, and kissed her so suddenly that Shannon stopped short. Frankie unzipped Shannon's jeans pushed her hand inside and grabbed her pussy,

"So you might need me to get rough?" she asked in a very aggressive whisper.

Shannon smiled, embarrassed. "A little. Hang on though, if you start that way, it won't go anywhere."

"Well then tell me how to start, because I am here to do whatever it's going to take."

"I won't be able to tell you, because I can't say most of this. It’s really hard for me to talk about it. But I can probably move your hand or your mouth where I want it when I want it and if I push into you or say 'harder'--you'll have to work with me."

Frankie gulped in a deep breath. She was not sure how to do any of this, or if she could do it at all. So Shannon added, "and if I can't do it, then I will sit up and we'll walk away from this for a bit, and maybe try again."

"We'll get it right," Frankie said, determined. It was nothing to make a man to come. She was used to Jacob spurting his jizz all over her hand when she was barely getting started. Frankie had never really thought about it being this tricky for another woman. She kind of had a system of things that needed to be in place, a little routine of her own to get her body relaxed and her head in the right mood. But confronted with Shannon’s list of prerequisites, she thought she must be pretty easy about cumming. But, she reasoned, if Matthew could get Shannon to cum, it wasn't impossible. And Frankie figured she had a few tricks of her own. What tricks? She thought of everything that was on Jacob's usual repertoire, and realized that a lot of it came down to penetration. Well, she would think of them as she went. She smiled.

There was a bedside radio. "Music?" she asked.

Shannon was already laying on the bed. Sometimes she liked music when she was having sex. But not this time. Shannon shook her head no.

Frankie studied Shannon on the bed. She was practically shaking, she was so nervous. Why did she always get so stirred up about things?

"Relax" Frankie told her friend, and she pulled off her jeans and lay down beside her. She started to kiss her, and Shannon kissed her back, and they just kissed for awhile, and then Frankie started to undress Shannon and was glad that there was enough light to see what she was doing. Frankie

touched Shannon's body very lightly, watching the goosebumps rise and seeing her nipples respond, then she ran her hands down her body. Shannon lay motionless, allowing Frankie to take the lead.

After a moment, Frankie got up from the bed. She gathered up a small bag, and took it over to the sink. She took out a razor, a pair of scissors, a can of shaving cream. She wet the hotel wash cloth. She retrieved a large towel out of the bathroom and then took a last item out of the cosmetic bag--a bottle of baby oil.

"Okay, hon, come over here and sit up on this counter." She folded the towel and put it on the surface next to the sink.

Shannon was struck with a major attack of modesty right then. It looked like Frankie was about to shave her! She’d never done such a thing! Frankie just stood by the sink, running hot water. Shannon wasn’t sure she would be able to sit with her privates gaping open to some other woman. "I need a glass of wine."

Frankie giggled. "Okay, hon. But I’m not going to bite."

Shannon took a huge swig directly from the wine bottle, the Chardonnay burning as it went down. Shannon wondered what Matthew would think if he were a fly on the wall. Your wife’s about to have some other woman eat her beaver.... she thought. But Frankie looked so self-assured, so confident. She wasn’t phased by this at all! Shannon poured herself a glass of wine, using one of the motel plastic cups.

Shannon then sat on the edge of the counter, on the folded towel. She felt more nervous than she'd ever been in her life. Shannon spread her legs, revealing her crotch for the first time to another woman. It was strange. She’d never been modest about her private parts before. She knew her bush and pussy looked good and that the man she was with had never been disappointed. But Frankie wasn't a man and she was kneeling at face level right in front of her. Shannon felt exposed. It wasn’t like being at the gynecologist. This woman had an agenda.

"You don't need to be embarrassed." Frankie told her, picking up the scissors. "You have a beautiful pussy..."

Just hearing her say that made Shannon turn red. Frankie grabbed a pinch of blonde pubic hair and began snipping at it with the scissors. The hair fell softly onto the towel beneath Shannon’s bottom. Shannon sipped her wine. She needed the alcohol to steady her nerves.

Frankie clipped and snipped her pubic hair as close to the skin as she dared. Shannon was hyper aware of the hands flitting between her legs. Every touch, every brush against skin, made her feel alerted, alive. Frankie’s hands rhythmically pulled a pinch of curly hair away and cut it. She then brushed it downward where it joined the pile accumulating on the towel. As she trimmed close to Shannon’s pussy lips, Shannon felt her fingers brush against her several times. Frankie was humming under her breath as she worked.

"Okay, part two." She said when most of Shannon’s hair was trimmed away. She picked up the washcloth and dipped it into the hot water in the sink.

Shannon sipped at her wine. She looked helplessly down at her crotch while she did this. Already it looked vastly different than what she was used to. Her thick curls were reduced to a pile on the towel, leaving only blonde fuzz less than an eight of an inch or so. Her lips looked much more pronounced. What was she going to say to Matthew? Oh Honey, I got a wild hair up my ass...and well...I shaved it. Ha, ha, ha! Would a bare pussy make him more diligent? If that happened, it would be well worth the effort. But that was far down the road. For now, it was Frankie who was taking the time, Frankie who was preparing to tear that pussy up. Shannon felt funny, knowing she was making this drastic change for a woman, and not the man she loved.

Frankie laid the hot, steamy washcloth over her crotch. Shannon couldn't help but feel a strong tinge of sexual arousal at the contact. The sensation of heat and wetness on her most sensitive parts was really turning her on. Shannon asked Frankie to refill her glass with wine. This was going to be mind-blowing.

Frankie set the washcloth aside and picked up the can of shaving cream. She squirted into the palm of her hand and then, with the fingers of her other hand, began smearing it all over Shannon’s crotch, covering the fuzz that remained. Her fingers rubbed softly, working the cream in. As she neared the portions closest to Shannon’s vaginal lips, Shannon hoped to hell she knew what she was doing. She didn’t want to go home all razor burned. The shaving cream gave off a considerable heat of its own. Shannon relaxed into the aroused feelings she was having. It was all so exciting.

Frankie rinsed her hands in the sink and picked up the razor. "Let's start at the top," she said, reaching forward.

Frankie scraped off the largest accumulation of hair and shaving cream with a few gentle but practiced strokes of the razor. The skin beneath was smooth and slightly reddened from the friction. When her mons pubis was done she began working on the sides, moving from the outside in. After every two or three swipes she would dip the razor into the water. As she got closer to Shannon’s slit she was forced to grasp each lip between two fingers to pull it tight enough to shave. Her grip was firm but pleasingly gentle. Too pleasing. Tingles emanated through Shannon’s crotch and she felt herself getting wet. Frankie was definitely turning her on!

Shannon could feel herself becoming wetter by the second as Frankie’s fingers tugged and

pulled at her lips, from left to right, from bottom to top, shaving the hair away with the razor.

Shannon’s secretions were making her lips so slippery that Frankie had trouble keeping a grip on them. Twice her fingers almost slipped inside as she struggled to get a good grip and each time Shannon stifled a gasp of delight at the sensation. Shannon could smell herself now, the fresh, willing odor of pheromones drifting up from her crotch. Frankie noticed that Shannon’s clit was poking out of its hood like a prairie dog peering out of its hole. It was pink and swollen and Shannon wanted nothing more than to put her fingers to it and start rubbing. The pussy smell was thick in the air. Once Frankie’s knuckle brushed quickly over the top of her clit, making her jump and sending a jolt of pleasure shooting through her stomach.

"Sorry." Frankie said absently. "Hope I didn't hurt you."

"No." Shannon said, shaking her head, almost licking her lips with anticipation. Shannon’s hands were clenched tightly into fists and her body was breaking out in gooseflesh.

Finally Frankie was finished with the razor. She rinsed it in the water and set it aside. She picked up the washcloth once more and, using slow, firm strokes, she wiped away all of the residual shaving cream and hair fragments that remained. As she stroked her with the cloth Shannon’s arousal increased to a higher level as the rough cotton slipped over her lips, her pubis, her clit. Shannon’s hips involuntarily jerked a few times, actions that Frankie seemed not to notice. She set the cloth in the sink when she was done. Shannon was so surprised at how sensitive the whole area was now that it was bare. So alert. Each movement felt a thousand times more erotic.

"Viola!" Frankie exclaimed, leaning back a little. "What do you think?"

Shannon looked down at herself and saw a smooth, unmarred crotch. It was weird. She was so used to seeing hair down there that it was a little like looking at someone else's pussy. A child’s pussy. Except her lips were very swollen and her clit was as erect as she’d ever seen it.

"That was incredibe." Shannon admitted. "I think I’m ready now."

"Not yet. We need to put some baby oil on it." She said, picking up the bottle.

Frankie brought the bottle to her crotch and tipped it upside down, squirting the clear liquid on Shannon’s pussy. Immediately she caught the familiar fragrance, so innocent. Shannon remembered the scent well, from bathing her own children. On her pussy, the oil was cool and slimy. It dribbled downward, running over her clit and her lips and finally to the towel beneath. It felt absolutely divine. Shannon really loved that she was being smothered with Frankie’s attention. Of course, she could have put that oil on herself, but Frankie was taking her time, stroking it on with such tenderness. Shannon was quietly falling in love.

Frankie rubbed the oil into the newly shaved skin. She made tight circles with her fingers, massaging and kneading her flesh. Her fingers slipped deliciously over her pussy lips, pulled at them, and then slid slightly inside. Shannon gasped with pleasure at the contact. Frankie slid in and out, her finger sliding across the clitoris. Shannon moaned a little and her hips rocked, vaginal muscles clenching.

They moved it to the bed. They laid next to each other on the spread. "If I do something you don't like, then you tell me." Frankie stressed.

"You're doing fine."

Frankie kissed and stroked Shannon's body, whispering and licking and sucking on it, never touching her breasts or between her thighs. Shannon started to roll towards her and pushed against her. She was ready to be touched.

Frankie smiled. "I’m not ready yet."

"Well I am." Shannon insisted.

"No you're NOT." Frankie said in a thick voice. "You'll be ready when I say you're ready."

Shannon felt her nipples grow hard with excitement. She sensed that Frankie was going to play the "When I Say You Can" game. She knew that one! She and Matthew played it, but not often enough. She was thrilled that Frankie was starting the game, and wanted to see how long Frankie could last at ordering her around. Matthew was a softie. He could never last long at all, not with the telling her what to do and when to do it. He always got too aroused, and because he was simply bigger, he’d finally just push her over, yank her legs apart, and ejaculate on the way in. Sometimes, she fought him, which made him more determined.

Frankie was about her size, so she didn't see them doing any big wrestling matches. It was definitely a fun way to start.

"Undress me. NOW. Take your time." Frankie ordered.

Shannon moved to undress her friend. Her hands were shaking. She kept expecting someone to rush into their private room and demand, You can’t do that! You’re married. You can’t cheat on your husband with another woman.

"Slow down. Pay attention to what you’re doing. I mean it."

Shannon halted. Frankie was right. Part of what she’d loved about the shaving session was that Frankie had done it so slowly and deliberately, elaborating on every step. Shannon eased Frankie’s sweater up over her head. She traced the line of lace around her bra. Frankie’s bra had push-up inserts, so she flowed out the top. Shannon so wanted to kiss the flesh that was busting out of the cups. Then she realized that she would be allowed, so she leaned down and did it. Just like that. Oh her flesh was so, so soft! There was a small red mole hidden in the cleavage. Shannon kissed it. She unfastened the clip at the front of her bra and peeled the cups away. Oh! Her breasts were so beautiful. They were full and pale. The contrast between the fair skin and the ruddy nipples was incredible. Shannon leaned down to suck the nipples. "Not yet," Frankie ordered. "Just take off the rest of my clothes."

After a bit more of doing things Frankie’s way, Shannon was itching to be touched. She started to ease her hand between her thighs. Frankie saw her hand move and stopped it. "No you don't. You can't do that till I say. Right now, I want you to go down on Me."

And Frankie pushed her head. Shannon started sucking and licking at Frankie's pussy. Frankie lay back on the bed. Shannon started to move her hand to her own pussy again, and Frankie saw it, and said, "I didn't say you could do that." Frankie pulled her hand away, and gripped it tightly. Shannon could not move her hand.

"Hey," Frankie said aggressively, "You’re doing a pretty sloppy job of that pussy eating, you know. I like to be licked here. Right here," and she moved Shannon's mouth to a different spot, and Shannon kissed and licked there, and began to dot it in a steady beat with her tongue.

Frankie lay still and suddenly quiet, so Shannon knew she was on to something. Frankie crumpled under her, and Shannon pulled her hand away. She began to stoke other parts of Frankie's pussy and reached up to rub her nipples with at first very soft, gentle strokes, and then later, more persistent pinching motions. Frankie stopped her mouth at her pussy, and breathed to her in a much different voice, "Suck on my breasts," she pleaded. Shannon did, keeping one hand back where her mouth had been. It was so exciting to make love to Frankie! She couldn't believe how perfect it was. It was all about timing and patience. All about staging and pace.

Frankie knew that Shannon wanted to masturbate. She made her wait. Then she whispered, "Show me where you touch yourself. I want to watch your hand."

Shannon moved. She crouched above Frankie, straddling her face. Shannon closed her eyes, and moved her hand inches away, "showing" Frankie what she liked. The whole idea that she was finger fucking inches in front of another woman’s face was just about enough to set her off! And every movement was intensified because the area was newly bare. It felt so amazing! She couldn’t believe she was going to come so soon! She started to buckle into a climax and follow it. She hadn’t even thought she’d be able to come!!

Frankie noticed the shift of intensity, and stopped her. She moved her hand. Then Frankie's mouth was there on her clit instead.

Shannon froze. What the hell was that? Frankie interrupted her climax! Now she was sure she would never cum. The feeling was gone. If it was going to come back, it needed to be cajoled. Shannon ground her pussy relentlessly against Frankie’s eager face. Frankie explored with her tongue and fingers, urging the intensity to return.

Nothing.

Shannon became certain that Frankie would never make any impact from this position, so she pulled off, and lay down on the bed beside Frankie, resigned. She didn’t think she would cum! Not now. Frankie moved down to open her thighs and played some games of her own. She tasted and sucked and licked and dabbed at places, and traced them with her fingertips. Then slipped her finger inside Shannon's vagina.

Shannon rose a bit in the bed, "Watch your nails," she whispered, distressed.

"Sorry," Frankie said, and she quickly removed her finger to bite off the problem. She could taste Shannon all over her finger. Frankie slipped the finger back inside and began to touch and resist places inside. All the while, Frankie was studying Shannon's face, trying to read her, moving her finger slowly, then changing pace. Shannon made this seem impossible. Would she get her to cum? Maybe the newness of their being together would be enough. But that could go either way. Sometimes the first time was the worst time.

Shannon rolled out from under Frankie’s hand. She pulled away, and laid listlessly on the bed. She felt resigned. She’d wanted to come, and now she was pissed! Shannon got up and moved between Frankie's thighs to taste her again.

"Hey, it’s my turn to make you come, remember?" Frankie teased

Shannon stopped. Frankie was right. That was a habit of hers, and it happened when she was with Matthew especially. She got impatient because she didn’t think she would cum, so she immediately went into the role of the martyr. She’d give up and start to give oral sex to her partner, resenting that Matthew didn’t seem to care whether she came or not. And sometimes he was in his mood, because he would have ejaculated before he was ready. Made for some pretty angry sessions of sex. But Frankie wasn’t doing that to her. Frankie was willing to work through it.

"Then give me a minute," Shannon said, rolling onto her back. Frankie knelt between her thighs. Frankie's breath exhaled warm against Shannon's bare pussy. Frankie pursed her lips like she was about to whistle, and started blowing against Shannon for a minute, then resumed her licking and tasting. She used her hand to feel inside of Shannon, and then she stopped for a minute. She pulled something from her purse on the floor, and asked, "Would it be okay if I used this?" She held up a vibrator. It was not huge, but it was more ample than Shannon was used to.

"On Me or on YOU?" Shannon wanted to know.

"On you."

Shannon thought it more a matter of curiosity than anything else. She wasn’t much into electronics. "You’re doing fine by yourself." Then she thought about it, "Oh go ahead, I want to see what it does. Is that yours?"

"I bought it new just in case." Frankie admitted, face blushing. "I thought it would be tacky to assume that you would want to use something that had already been inside of me."

So Shannon held still and the humming was weird, an odd addition to their breathing. "Can I turn on the radio?" Shannon asked. Frankie turned off the motor, so Shannon could think to find a station. Then Frankie licked Shannon one time with the flat of her tongue, then turned the vibrator on again.

Shannon waited. "I’m not sure that’s doing anything for me," she said after a minute or so. She’d never been big on mechanical toys. Frankie adjusted a button and the motor became more incessant. Shannon could immediately feel a difference, and began rocking into it. Trying to get into it. The toy felt unexpected, but everything was unexpected today.

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I am a 34-year-old high school teacher. I am 5’7”, 125 pounds with brown hair and eyes. I ran track in high school and college and I still maintain my 35C- 25- 34 figure with five visits to the gym every week. My male students are always flirting with me but I am a no-nonsense teacher and usually cut them off before they get themselves in trouble. I also dress as conservatively as I can. Oh, I notice how attractive some of my students are. A few in the past have actually been surprising gentlemen. I just respect my marriage, and my job.

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One weekend, my husband, decided to take me to the beach for the day. Our local beach is separated from the town by a conservation area. It’s a 15 mile drive through a sanctuary to get to the beach.Â

We had a great time soaking up the sun, playing Frisbee and bodysurfing. As usual, the guys at the beach enjoyed looking at my attributes. I always enjoyed the ego boost but then again, there were plenty of other girls they were looking at as well.Â

On the way home, my husband’s truck started missing and began lurching.

“Damn fuel pump! I’ve been having problems with it for weeks.”

Suddenly, the motor stalled and we drifted to a stop on the side of the road.

“Nothing like waiting ‘till the last minute to fix it, huh?”   I lamented.

He looked at me with a look that let me know I was better off silent. He popped the hood and climbed out of the truck. I got out and stood beside him as he peered into the engine compartment.

About this time, a car passed by us and slowed to a stop in front of us. It was a large convertible filled with kids coming back from the beach. The driver stepped out of the car and walked over to us. Shane Billups had been a student of mine a couple of years ago. Since graduated, the ex-jock stood 6’2” with black hair and blue eyes. It was easy to see why his car had a few girls in it.  Â

“I thought I recognized you Ms. Perkins. Having some car trouble?”

“Fuel pump, replied my husband. Think you could run my wife into town and get me a new one?”

I could smell the odor of marijuana in the air, and I’m sure my husband could too.

“Not a prob’, hop in the car Ms. Perkins.”

My husband gave me some instructions and as I turned to go he said, “Don’t get too high!”

I climbed in the front seat between Shane and another guy. There were two girls and another boy in the back. As we started down the road, a joint materialized from the back seat. Shane took a hit and passed it to me. I took it and was about to pass it to Shawn, the guy sitting next to me.

“Come on Ms Perkins. School’s out. Lighten up a little and relax!”Â

It had been a few years since I’d smoked pot, but I took a small puff and passed it to Shawn. I felt the burn in my lungs and held the smoke as long as I could.

“There you go,” was Shane’s only response.

In no time the joint made its way around to me again, and again, and again. And each time, I took a hit. By the time we arrived at the auto parts store, I was high as a kite.

We picked up the part and headed back out to where my husband was busily working on his truck. He kept his tools in the cargo box of his truck, so he was pretty involved when we arrived.

“Here’s your parts honey. Want me to stay and help?”

He looked up at me and smiled.Â

“You’re stoned! This is going to be trickier than I thought. You’d be more of a hindrance than a help. Go party. I’ll see you in a few hours.”

I kissed him goodbye and told him I’d have Shane give me a ride home. I let him know dinner would be on the table when he got there.

As we headed back to town, I asked Shane to drop me off at my house.

“What’s your hurry Ms. Perkins? Wanna come to a party?”

I knew I should have gone home, but the combination of my buzz and Shane’s infectious smile clouded my better judgment. Besides, my husband did give me permission to go party.

“Well, maybe for a couple of hours, I replied. And my name is Jen.”

“Sure thing Jen.” With that he patted me on the knee and I felt a shockwave travel up the inside of my thigh.

Shane came from money. He lived in an older section of town where the houses were on gated property and set well back from the street. As we pulled up to the palatial residence, there were already several cars parked in the loop.

Shane invited me in and escorted me to the back of the house where the pool area was. There were probably 15 to 20 people either in the pool or lounging around by it. The smell of weed was everywhere and the blender at the poolside bar seemed to never stop running.

I had on my bikini from the beach, but had put on a pair of tennis shorts prior to leaving.

Shane gestured for me to sit next to him and I accepted the offer, sitting on the edge of the pool with my legs dangling in the water.Â

“You wanna drink? I think the drink du jour is Pina Colada.”

Before I could answer, Shane had jumped up and walked to the bar where he quickly made two cocktails. He handed one to me upon his return and again sat down beside me.

I had severe cottonmouth from the pot and took a long gulp from my drink, feeling its contents warm my insides on the way down.

“You’re not so tough once you take off the teacher costume,” he smiled at me. I caught him glancing down at my breasts, provocatively displayed in my swim top.

“I couldn’t very well let you kids run all over me now could I Shane?”

“I never got away with shit in your class. You were tough! Equals now though, right?”

“Right,” I replied.

With that we did a handshake and started laughing. I was relaxed, probably too relaxed. But I was enjoying myself and the break from the routine. I suddenly caught myself looking down at the bulge in Shane’s crotch and quickly looked up. He was returning my stare and I wondered if he had noticed.

Shane and I continued to make small talk. Apparently, his parents were in Europe for the summer and he had remained behind to attend summer classes at the local college.  Eventually a joint made it around to us. There wasn’t much left to it and Shane commented on it.

“You’re always screwed when you’re at the end of the line.”

He stood up and extended his hand to me.

“Come on. I’ve got a secret stash.”

We stopped briefly at the bar to freshen our drinks and then he led me upstairs and down a long hall to a bedroom. Upon entering, it was immediately apparent that this was a guy’s room. Spartan in decoration except for the trophies on the wall and a huge bed situated near the entrance to a private bathroom.

“Have a seat,” he gestured as he walked towards his dresser. While he was rummaging around in one of his drawers, I sat down on the edge of his bed.

He walked over to the bed and sat down next to me. He had a small glass pipe and a lighter in his hand.

“Hash.”

With that he lit the bowl and took a slow draw from it and exhaled.

“Careful,” don’t take too much.”

Before I could take a hit, he stopped me and stated, “Here, let me shotgun it to you.”

“What’s that?”

“I take a hit and then blow it into your mouth as you inhale. That way you won’t get too much.”

He took a hit from the pipe and then leaned towards me. As he did, he reached across with his left arm and placed it on my right thigh to steady himself. It startled me at first, but he was already leaning into me and had placed his lips an inch away from mine. As he gently blew the smoke out, I sucked it in to my lungs. I felt the pit of my stomach tighten up as I became so very aware of our closeness. As he finished, he gently pecked me on the lips with his and pulled away.

“Always better when you do that with the opposite sex,” he smirked.

“I see!” I feigned disdain with a smile. In reality I was aroused.

“Now you try,” Shane said, and handed me the pipe.

I repeated what I had seen him do, and again he leaned into me. This time, when he placed his hand on my thigh, he seemed to caress it more than grab it. It was more like I sighed the smoke out and into his mouth. When I finished blowing, Shane kept his face where it was, inches from mine. He exhaled and whispered, “You forgot the end part.”

“I did?”

“Yeah. We’re going to have to keep doing this until you learn to do it right.”Â

He leaned in and pecked my lips again.

“Really?”

“Yes.” He leaned in and kissed me again. I let him.

“Practice makes perfect.”

He kissed me again, this time toying with my lips with his tongue. I opened my mouth to let him in, teasing his tongue with my own.

He ran his right hand up through my hair and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me to him in a long, slow, passionate kiss.

Maybe it was the pot, maybe the alcohol. Or maybe it was just the fact that I had needs that had not been met in a long while. Suddenly gone from my thoughts were my husband on the side of the road, fixing his truck. I had a man built like Adonis preparing to take me, and I wanted it to happen. The fact that it was one of my former students, added to the taboo.

Shane suddenly broke our kiss and stood up. He bent and lifted me in his arms like I was a child. I yelped in surprise and then giggled, throwing my arms around his neck and pulling him to me in another long kiss. He carried me around to the side of the bed and gently lay me down. He pulled his shirt off, exposing his chiseled physique before climbing on top of me.

We resumed our heated exchange and for the first time in years, I was “making out.”

Sometimes he was on top, sometimes I was. But as we continued to maul each other with wet, deep kissing, the passion continued to grow. We were dry humping each other to the point that I actually experienced an orgasm.

While I was on top of Shane, he suddenly pulled the strings to my top that kept it tied and pulled it away from me. He pulled me to him and took my left breast into his mouth.

“Oh God Shane! Oh baby that feels so good!”

Electricity shot through me as Shane did things with his mouth that I had never felt before. His hands ran down my back and he cupped my ass pulling me into his crotch. I could feel the thickness of his cock against me.

Suddenly, Shane rolled over on top of me, still working on first one breast, then the other.

I felt his hands unbuttoning my shorts. All I could do was run my hands through his gorgeous hair and encourage him.

“Yessss! Oh God yes Shane! Make love to me!”

He practically ripped my shorts off of me and I couldn’t have cared less. I had never been so aroused in my life. I was no completely exposed to him and I could see the approval in his eyes.

“God you’re perfect!”

Shane was in a kneeling position straddling me and I quickly sat up to help him remove his shorts. I undid the snap and separated the Velcro. His cock hit me in the face when it popped out – and what a cock it was!

It was as big around as a paper towel roll, and nearly as long, probably 10 inches. The rumors I had heard about him around school were true. I took it in my hands and made an attempt to put it in my mouth, but Shane had other ideas.

“Later! I can’t wait.”

He pushed me back on the bed and climbed between my legs. I used my feet to pull his shorts all the way off.

When I felt the head of his cock enter my vagina, I got scared.

“Shane, please go slow baby. I’m not used to that size.”

“I’ll go as slow as it takes Jen. I would never hurt you.”

The way he talked to me was as much a turn on as his body.

He propped himself up on his hands and slowly eased his monster cock into me. He’d put it in an inch and fuck me with it for a few strokes before advancing it another inch. I felt my pussy walls stretching wider than they ever had.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Uuuuuggghhhh Ooooooooohhhohhhh!”

I had my hands on his hips and worked with his rhythm. Orgasm after orgasm rocked through me. I already knew I wanted to be with Shane again. I was fucking a real man and a fantastic lover.

In no time, Shane had worked his entire cock into me. He lay down on top of me and allowed me to get used to his size.

“You okay baby?” he whispered into my ear. “I love the way you feel inside.”

He began to gently nibble on my ear and kiss me, tenderly at first. At the same time he slowly swiveled his hips, moving his cock around inside me.

“You have no idea what you’re doing to me Shane babeee, just don’t stop!”

“I had no intention of stopping. You wanna see me again?”

“Yesssss! And again and again and AGAINNNNN!”

His strokes became longer and harder and I pushed my hips up to meet his thrusts. I clawed at his back with my nails and smothered him with kisses. I felt like I was going to pass out with the pleasure. My husband hadn’t given me a strong orgasm in years, and now I had lost count of how many earth-shattering explosions Shane was giving me.

He rolled me over on top of him and I rode him to many more as he massaged my breasts

“Fuck Shaaaane cuuummiiinnnnnggg!”

I collapsed on him in exhaustion, my hair matted around my face. He stroked my back and kissed me.

“We’re not done yet honey.”

“I don’t think I have another orgasm left in me.”

“Don’t worry; I might be able to coax a few more.”

He rolled me off of him and pulled his still hard cock out of me. He then rolled me over onto my stomach.

“Oh Shane, honey, please be gentle.”

“I’m trying to drive you crazy, not drive you off. Relax.”

With that he pressed his cock between my ass cheeks and gently sawed it back and forth along my anal cleft.

“Mmmmmmm, that feels nice! I love your big cock touching me.”

I instinctively spread my legs allowing him better access and, accepting the invitation, he entered me once again.

He slid his cock all the way in and I felt the head nudge my cervix.

“Fuck me babeeeee, oh shit fuck meeeee!”

“I could do this to you every day Jen. God you feel fantastic!”

He pistoned in and out of me like a machine. He was tireless.

I couldn’t stop myself from moaning as, true to his word, I came again and again.

I felt him pick up the pace and I arched my back, feeling him go even deeper. With one last thrust, he impaled me and I felt him shudder. Then I felt the vibration of his come filling me.

“Oh Shittt!” he groaned, as he pumped more and more of his seed into me.Â

Only then did my head clear long enough to realize that we had not used any protection. After having two children from a previous marriage, my husband had had a vasectomy. We had never had a desire to have children. Now my womb was filled with the fertile sperm of a 20-year-old. Still I encouraged him.

“Fuck baby, I feel you cumminngg in me. Cum in me pleeeaaasssee!”

Shane collapsed on top of me, kissing my neck, my face and any other part of me he could reach. I turned my head to suck his tongue into my mouth.

Finally, he rolled off of me, but pulled me to him in a tight embrace. We continued to kiss.

“I meant what I said about seeing you again,” he said between kisses.

“I’m married, and I’m older than you. Why me?”

“Because I’ve had a crush on you since the 10^th grade. Today was like a dream come true. Now I’m lying next to the best lover I’ve ever had. That’s why you.”

The boy knew all the right things to say. I looked up at the clock on Shane’s dresser.

“Shit! You have to get me home!”

We didn’t say much as we put our clothes back on. Semen poured out of my well-fucked vagina, but I let my shorts soak it up.

As we settled into his car, Shane leaned over and gave me another breathtaking kiss.

“That’s the goodbye kiss I can’t give you in front of your house. Call me.”

I made it into the house and had leftovers warmed and waiting for my husband when he arrived home, greasy and sweaty.

I heard the front door shut while I was in the shower, washing away all evidence of my

tryst, but not my lingering desire, and definitely not my confusion.

“How was the party?”

“Lot’s of dumb kids. But the pot was good.”

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Stay tuned for part 2

I didn’t know what she was doing so after a few minutes I decided to go check to see if she might need help with something. As I opened the door I saw her standing there in a black bra and thong. I felt really embarrassed and said "Oh my god I'm so sorry!" She surprisingly responded by asking me "Do you like what you see?" I could feel my cock getting harder and harder as I said "Of course you have a very nice body!" She then asked me "So when did Beth say she would be home?" "About fifty minutes" I replied. She then asked "How many times can you fuck me in fifty minutes?" Very shocked I replied "Um I'm not sure." She then got on her knees and pulled out my throbbing cock and said "Well lets find out."

She took off her bra and thong and immediately got to work sucking my extremely hard dick. I could see her dripping wet pussy and she swallowed my entire dick down to the balls. I was about to cum just from her sucking me because I had such an adrenaline rush. I then proceeded to lay her on the bed and spread her long beautiful legs, I began to eat her extremely wet pussy. Her soaking wet pussy tasted so good and she was about to cum any minute. I ate her pussy until she came and squirted all over my face. She then begged me to fuck her from behind.

I pulled her up and bent her over the bed. She was still moaning from the orgasm my tongue had just given her. I didn't waste anytime and slid my cock in her from behind. She was pretty tight and extremely wet. I was already close to cumming from the blowjob she had given me. I started pumping her harder and harder as her moans got louder and louder. And she started screaming "I'm cumming I'm cumming!" I didn't say anything as I shot my hot load inside her pussy at the same time she came squirting her juices all of my hard dick. After we both came we just laid on the bed completely out of breath.

Not ten minutes later she was ready for round two. She leaned over and took my cock into her mouth again and started sucking my juiced covered dick. She was still so wet from the orgasm she had before and this time begged me to fuck her in the ass. I had never had anal sex before but I always wanted to try it. I fucked her pussy a bit to get my cock wet and easier to stick in her ass. I pushed my cock inch by inch into her hot ass and she moaned with every inch that went in. As I fucked her in the ass she came again squirting all over my legs and the bed. She begged me to stop because she couldn't handle another orgasmn, but I ignored her request and kept fucking her tight asshole. A moment later I felt my body tense up as I came in her ass.

I was ready for another round shortly, but the clock told me no. Beth was scheduled to be home anywhere between five and ten minutes, so we both got dressed and her mom tried to clean out my cum out of her pussy and asshole. We had a great dinner that night and I have been fucking her mom every chance I get! 

"Oh my God..that was...oh man!" she said as she smiled into his face,
her hand brushing his hair to the side.  "That was so good..."  I
heard him say he needed some water, and Mom told him he'd better get
ready and push off fast as I was expected home any moment…….

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The next night, I decided to go back out there thinking that all should be clear, but at the same time hoping for the same kind of excitement.  I found my same spot in the trees next to the baseball field and stripped down.  This time I placed my cloths on the baseball field where I could not get to them if I was caught again.  Not sure why I did this…just feeding my excitement making me hornier.  About 45 minutes later a car pulls into the park and drives around coming into the upper parking lot near my hiding place.  The lights from the vehicles would light up the woods and light me up as well.   I knew that I could see them, but they could not see me.  The car drove around, made a U-turn and parked directly in front of me, turning his high beams on, really exposing me.  I had decided to lay down just in case.    I do not think he saw me; I think he was just scanning the area to see if he actually had seen something.   The adrenalin started to flow and about that time he turned his car off and turned off the lights.  The street light lit up the car and I could see very clearly a very large black guy getting out of the car.  He was huge, at least 6’6; could this be the same guy as last night  No way!  I watched him walk up the  sidewalk, through the fence, and onto the baseball field.  It was still a full moon so the area was lit up pretty good.  He saw my cloths sitting on the ground next to the fence and started to look around.  It didn’t take long for him to spot me sitting on the edge of moon light and the darkness of the woods behind me.  He walked up to the fence with my cloths in his hand and told me to come to the fence.  The adrenaline was really flowing now, but I decided to do what he said this time.  As I approached the fence a very bright flash blinded me.  He said “ I just took your picture and will call the police if you run”.  I conceded and asked him what he wanted. He told me to come onto the baseball field.  I started to walk around, slowly, rounding the fence opening and started to approach him.  He was huge, towering over me.  He was at least a foot taller than me.  He was muscular with large hands.  As I got up close to him he grabbed me around my hips with his hands and whipped me around.  He pulled my bare ass into his crotch, rubbing me up and down grabbing my balls, stroking my dick, putting his hands on my throat.  He pushed me over arching my back, grabbing my hips with his hands, and started to dry fuck me smashing me into his fully clothed body.  This excited the hell out of me and I unknowingly started to moan.  He spinned me around and pushed me to the ground.  He said that I was to suck his dick now.  I got up on my knees and pulled his shorts off, leaving just his underwear.  I stood up and removed his shirt kissing his chest as I pulled it off.  He grabbed my ass pulling me up and straddling him in the air.  He then started to pull me up and down on his large ever-growing bulge in his underwear.  He had both hands on my ass holding me in the air over his bulge when I felt one of his fingers start playing with my asshole.  He started to push in and out, seeing how tight my hole was.  I started to struggle a little, making some loud noises; this pissed him off so he dropped me to the ground.  He grabbed my hair pulling me up to where my face was sitting on his bulge.  He told me to suck his dick or I would pay.  I reached up and grabbed his underwear pulling it down freeing his bulge, which promptly fell onto my forehead.  It was at least 12 inches and at least 2 inches in diameter.  It was huge.  I put it at the opening of my mouth looking up at him.  I opened my mouth and he started to face fuck me for a few minutes.  I sucked, pulling as much cum out of his dick as I could.  I closed my mouth tight, making sure I didn’t use my teeth at all.  I started to vigorously bob back and forth until I felt him start to tense up.   He then pushed his dick as far as he could in my mouth, practically down my throat.  He started to cum, grabbing my head holding his cock in my mouth.  I could feel his juices flow down my throat. 

I was amazed how much he had cummed, but didn’t have time to stew over it for long.  He was hard as a rock again and grabbed me putting me in a doggie style position.  I could feel his cock as he rubbed it up and down my ass.  He had brought with him several items in a bag, one of them being a small thing of Vaseline.  He coated my ass with Vaseline and started to rub his cock again over my ass.  I started to plead with him not to do it, which basically excited him and started to thrust in.  My body tensed up with pain and he pushed in about half way and pulled out.  I screamed on his thrust back in about half way and pulled out again. He then reached in his bag again and pulled out a roll of duct tape.  He grabbed his underwear shoving them in my mouth and wrapping my mouth with duct tape.  The only thing I could muster was a weak muffle now.   He smacked me on my ass as hard as he could, lined his cock up with my ass again, and thrusted as hard as he could into my ass burying his entire cock.  I screamed as loud as I could, but only a muffle came out.  He then started to pump in and out of me at full speed, grabbing my shoulders with his hands.  He wrapped his arm around me putting me into a chokehold position pulling me up and further on his dick.  He was fucking me so hard that I did not notice the cop car driving around in the parking lot.  As he drove by, his intensity increased, fucking me so hard that he had a hard time keeping me from flying to far forward and allowing his dick to fall out.  Everytime this happened, he would slap my ass and pull me violently back on him.  Tears were now starting to flow a little since the pain grew with each thrust.  He pulled out, stood up and told me to stand up.  He then grabbed me by the ass, making me straddle him in the air again, lifting me above his cock.  Once he was lined up with my ass, he let me drop down on his dick.  He started to fuck me straddling him, pushing me up against the fence.  He fucked me vigorously until the fence started ripping into my skin.  He walked me over to the streetlight in the parking lot, still straddling him.  He laid down In the middle of the parking lot with me still on him, straddling him with me on top.  We started to fuck again , grabbing my ass and push me up and then slamming me down on his dick.  He started to go faster and faster until I started to scream again.   He told me to get off and lean against his car.  As I started to get up, he grabbed me and threw me on the hood of his car, ass out, my dick against his hood.  He shoved his dick in me as hard as he could, fucking me so hard that I actually slid up and down on his hood with every thrust.   He had brought his belt with him and started whipping me with every stroke in and out.  His intensity increased, grabbing my hips with his hands.  He started to slam his dick in me vigorously, holding my ass up and pushing his forearm into my back driving me into the hood of his car.  I could feel him tensing up, thrusting faster and faster, until I felt his cum start to fill up my ass.  He then pulls his cock out half way through his cum putting the rest of it on my ass and back.   He then took his hand and rubbed in all over my ass and back, and spanking me for one last time.  I laid there completely worn out.  He grabbed me putting me over his shoulder walking me back to the baseball field.   He threw me down next to my cloths and said that if he caught me out here again, I would pay with a gangbang from him and his friends.  He left, taking my underwear with him.  I could not believe this had just happened.  I started to think how much this whole thing had excited me and how much a gangbang intrigued me! 

Let me know what you think.  I have lots of fetishes, just let me know what I need to write about next.