Bobby had just left and I think the girls were wondering what was next. “Maybe we should take a swim.” I said looking between the girls. Sara had other ideas. “No cousin. I think it’s time you take my cherry with that magnificent cock of yours.” Sara exclaimed with authority. I was sitting between the girls and Julie reached down and wrapped her hand around my shaft, then said, “You guys watched me lose mine and I want to watch you lose yours.”

At that point Julie dropped to her knees and placed my cock in her mouth. She started bobbing her head and stoking it with her fist, trying to mimic what she observed Sara doing just a short time go. As I grew quickly to full length and hardness, Julie moved from my cock and leaned in between Sara’s legs and started lapping at her cunt. After a couple of licks Julie raised her head and looked at us both, “You need to get this thing good and slimy before that cock goes in there for the first time. Trust me.”

Sara just nodded and loved having her pussy licked. It didn’t matter to her that it was another girl; as long as it was a tongue. It wasn’t long before Sara gently pushed Julie back and softly said, “I think I’m ready.” Sara stood and walked over to me and pulled me to my feet. She kissed me passionately brushing her firm young tits against my hairless chest. She was so warm.

Julie interrupted, “You sure you’re ready to do this? It will hurt a little the first time.” I looked at Sara and said, “It’s up to you sweetie. Whatever you want to do.” Sara thought for just a moment and said, “You called me sweetie? I want you to fuck me and I want us to orgasm together, with that cock inside me when you shot your load.” I kissed her and nodded OK. She laid down on her back and drew me to her. Her eyes never lost mine. She kissed me passionately again, our tongues swirling in each others mouths. I laid on top of her and she raised her legs. This was my first time, also. My cock was rubbing along Sara’s wet pussy trying to figure out how to go in when I felt a hand on my cock, moving it into position. Then Julie whispered into my ear, “Now push slowly. When you reach the cherry, wait for a few moments so she gets used to you in there, then push hard quickly. It will only hurt her for a short time.”

Julie was older and obviously knew more about this stuff than me, even if she did just lose her cherry about an hour ago. I did as she instructed. Sara’s hole was very tight around my cock as the head entered. She moaned as I slowly pushed in a little and stopped. I waited a few moments. Sara wasn’t moving and I feared she was afraid or uncomfortable. Just then she raised her hips and let another inch in, again moaning lowly. She waited a few more seconds and lifted her hips again, this time I slid in until I hit the virgin obstruction and Sara stopped again. After a couple of seconds, I started pulling out. Sara’s eyes opened wide, maybe thinking I was quitting, but I pushed it back in up to the maiden head again. I started a rhythm, in, out, in, out… but not going through the barrier.

Sara started breathing heavier and closed her eyes. Her love canal started adjusting to the intruding rod. It started feeling good. And then I pushed forward with all my strength, tore through the wall and sank in all the way. Sara let out a quick yelp and grabbed on to me tight. I stayed in to the hilt gyrating in a circular motion. Sara wrapped her legs around my waist and in a very low voice said, “Oh yea. Come on sweetie. Fuck me hard.”

“You called me sweetie?” I said, and started pounding in and out. My six inch cock came out until just the tip was still within her engorged pussy lips, then I would slam it back in to the hilt. Over and over and over again. The feeling on my cock was almost unbearable. It was like nothing I could describe. After only a few minutes, I knew I was going to cum soon, but I wanted to try and help Sara cum the same time. I don’t know how to stop myself from cumming when the moment is there, so all I could do is figure out a way to speed Sara up to be ready when I was. And it suddenly came to me.

I brought my hands down to Sara’s ass cheeks and pulled them apart as I massaged them. As I kept pounding my cock in and out, I pressed a finger right on her asshole and rubbed it. Sara’s eyes flew open and she started to shudder. It was puckered real tight, but it was real slippery down there as her juices flowed from her pussy. My balls started lifting and I was ready. I stuck a finger up her asshole and that’s all it took.

Sara started yelling, “Ahhhhh, I’m Cumming! Fuck Me!” The timing was perfect. I jammed my cock into her pulsating pussy to the hilt and unloaded an intense charge of cum. Sara’s legs locked around my waist tightly as she stiffened and pushed hard against my twitching cock. Her tight asshole kept contracting around my finger as I pushed it in as far as I could and wiggled the tip. I was grinding against her pearl, which made her shudder even more.

Although I was done shooting cum in about 20 seconds, it took over another minute before Sara’s orgasm began to subside. I laid on top of her kissing her neck and tits softly as her breaths came back to normal and my cock began to shrink. Sara looked up into my eyes and whispered, “Jimmy, you’re the greatest!” I gently kissed and licked her face. She sighed with pleasure. Finally, I rolled off of Sara onto my back and closed my eyes. Fucking was pretty strenuous compared to a blow job.

I laid there silent for a couple of minutes when I heard Sara moaning again. I opened my eyes and looked over to see Julie’s face between Sara’s legs. Hell, I had completely forgotten about Julie. She was lapping up our juices furiously from Sara’s pussy and apparently really loving it. And so was Sara! Her eyes were closed and both hands were on the back of Julie’s head guiding her to the right spots, or maybe preventing her from stopping.

Watching garnered the appropriate response from me. My glistening cock was back to full strength almost instantly. Julie was on her knees licking Sara, and her ass was sticking up in the air. I stood and walked behind her. What a beautiful wet pussy was open to me. I positioned my cock right at the opening and slid all the way in and held it there. I felt Julie’s pussy contract as she moaned loudly into Sara’s pussy.

I started a slow rhythmic in and out motion, actually pulling all the way out before plunging back in. I didn’t want to hit it so hard that Julie’s mouth couldn’t concentrate on Sara’s pussy. Each time I pushed into Julie, she would moan into Sara’s pussy, which elicited a moan from Sara. This went on for several minutes and those tingly feelings returned, meaning I was about ready to shoot a load into Julie for the first time.

Sara was breathing heavy and fast again indicating she was getting ready, and Julie was moaning louder and more often as she started pushing her pussy back on my cock with increasing speed. We were all very close now, so I grabbed Julie’s ass cheeks and started pumping faster into her now very wet love tunnel. Julie picked up the speed on Sara and clamped her mouth tightly over her entire pussy. Within moments Sara tensed and began screaming and shaking through another orgasm.

I immediately doubled my pumping speed and within seconds was shooting deep into Julie’s pulsating cunt as she entered her orgasm. Julie’s pussy muscles tightened and relaxed rapidly and forcibly, but she never took her mouth off of Sara’s pussy. I could hear her muffled screams with each pussy contraction around my spurting cock. The three of us must have been one hell of a sight.

It was time for another cigarette. We were a sweaty, and cum soaked, group of nude teenagers at this point, and frankly I believe we were all very tired. We finally walked down to the beach and splashed in the cool water, rubbing each other’s bodies to wash off the sweat, cum and dirt from the out-building floor. There was nothing sexual at this point, just playful skinny dipping. Well, I did have fun rubbing their nipples, hard from the cold water. We dressed and made the return journey. A block from our cottage, Julie kissed us both and made a left turn down the street where her and Bobby lived for the summer.

When Sara and I got to the cottage, only mom and Aunt Tess were there. They were sitting in the back yard when Aunt Tess said, “Hi kids. You have fun at the beach?” Sara and I both smiled and said yes enthusiastically. I asked where Dad and Uncle Paul were and mom replied they went somewhere to play golf and wouldn’t be back for a few hours. Then Aunt Tess said, “We’re getting ready to go into town to do some shopping. Want to tag along?” Sara though for a second and said, “Yea. I’ll go.” I didn’t really think shopping was a fun thing and told them I’d stay home.

Within fifteen minutes I was home alone. I went out to the hammock and laid down to relax for awhile. I guess I dozed off; I don’t know for how long, when I was woken by a familiar voice and a shaking hammock. When I opened my eyes, there was Bobby. “Hey Jimmy. What are you doing?” Bobby asked. Coming to my senses I asked, “What the hell are you doing here? I thought you were going to a ball game.” Bobby explained that his dad’s car broke down, they had to get it towed back to their house and that his mom was out shopping with the other car. Bottom line; the ball game trip got cancelled.

Bobby patted his pocket where there was the outline of a cigarette pack and asked if I wanted a smoke. I jumped off the hammock and we headed into the woods behind the cottage. Bobby and I built a little tree house back there three summers ago. It was like our get away spot. We called it ‘The Fort’. Last summer we both started smoking and used the fort as a place to smoke and hide our cigarettes. Bobby didn’t know it, but I also started going to The Fort alone last year when I first discovered jerking off. Many loads went over the side of the fort since then.

We arrived and both climbed the tree to the platform hidden among the leaves. We sat down on the little log bench we had made and lit our cigarettes. Bobby obviously still had the events of earlier on his mind. “Jimmy, that was fucking unbelievable out at the old house. Who would have thought that you guys would catch Julie and me? And when you both walked in naked, I was really afraid Julie was going to lose it. But you sure pulled it off. I got to thank you man. And Sara gave me my first blow job that was fucking incredible; totally indescribable. I sure hope Julie keeps her promise so I can get more BJs. I’ve never felt anything quite like it. Having my hard cock in a mouth that’s sucking, licking and bobbing, and then taking my load and swallowing. I can’t imagine anything better than that.”

Bobby’s dissertation was arousing my loins. Just listening to him describing a blow job brought my boy log to attention. I had to agree, blow jobs were fantastic. Well Bobby and I had seen each other nude with a hard on earlier, so it didn’t seem like a problem to pull mine out now. I pulled my shorts down to my ankles and let my meat lose and started stroking. “Bobby, I can’t help it. You got me all excited.” Bobby stared at my cock for a few seconds, then said, “What do you mean I got you excited. You a queer or something?” “No stupid. I’m talking about you talking about blow jobs, asshole. I agree with you that they are really great feeling and I got a hard on. OK?” Bobby sat quiet and I added, “I’ll bet you have a hard on, too. Go ahead and pull it out. I dare you.”

Bobby remained motionless for awhile and just stared at me as I slowly stroked my cock. I know he was trying to justify this in his mind some how. He looked down at my cock, stood and dropped his shorts. As soon as the waist band was below his cock, it sprang out like a pissed off snake. “You’re right. We already saw each other hard. And it all boils down to making our cocks feel good. Doesn’t it?” he said apologetically. He started slowly stroking his hard on to the same rhythm as I stroked mine. Watching Bobby made me harder.

Now my mind was working over time. I was really aroused watching Bobby. I wondered what it might be like to have a guy give me a hand job. I already learned that when Sara jacked me off last night it was much more pleasurable than when I did it myself. I turned to Bobby and asked, “How did it feel when Julie jerked you off the first time in the bathroom?” Bobby responded quickly and enthusiastically, “It felt fucking great.” I waited a few seconds and continued. “Having someone else do it sure feels better than when we do ourselves, doesn’t it?” “Oh fuck yea. Julie’s hand around my cock was absolutely unreal.” Bobby was remembering that day and I saw some pre-cum appear on the head of his hard dick. Then I asked, “You ever have another guy touch your cock?” He answered with a short “No.” Maybe if I grabbed his dick, he would grab mine. It was now or never.

I let go of my cock, reached over and grabbed Bobby’s cock. He jumped, but didn’t move. “What the fuck are you doing, Jimmy?’ he asked angrily. I calmly responded, “It’s not about who jerks you off, it’s about someone else jerking you off that makes it feel better. Bobby, we are best friends. We’ve seen each other in action today with my cousin and your sister. The four of us made a pact never to tell anyone. We’re not queers, were just two horny fucking teenagers exploring what makes our cocks feel good. And having another hand jerk you off feels better. What’s your fucking problem?” I started stroking Bobby’s cock as he thought about it, but Bobby didn’t respond and he didn’t move. He closed his eyes and started breathing heavier.

I got up and moved between Bobby’s legs, which he slowly opened wider. His head was back and his hands were at his side braced against the bench. His cock was inches from my face as I continued to stroke him. More pre-cum appeared. I took a finger, scooped some up and tasted it. It tasted just like mine. I slowly increased speed and when I got to the top of the stroke, I’d rub his pre-cum around his cock head. Bobby started moaning.

In the back of my mind I thought about Sara and Julie. They had licked each other’s pussies and it really turned me on watching. And there never seemed to be any hesitation on their part. They were simply trying something that made them feel good. That’s all Bobby and I were doing here. I was pretty sure now that Bobby would jerk me off when I was done with him. He already talked about his first blow job from Sara, which he characterized as ‘fucking incredible; totally indescribable’. What if I sucked him off? Would he do me?

As my hand made another up stroke, another big drop of pre-cum oozed out of Bobby’s tip. I hesitated for just a moment and swiped the head with my tongue gathering up the new drop. Bobby let out a loud moan,”Oh Christ Jimmy!” But he didn’t move. I cradled his balls in my other hand and rolled them around with my fingers, and continued stroking. I knew there is that spot right on the underside of a cock head that is very sensitive. I could tell Bobby was getting real close to cumming. I decided then that I was going to take the load in my mouth. I wanted to taste it. Not like I’ve tasted my own cum before. I wanted a mouthful that I could swish around and really see what Sara loved so much. And I wanted Bobby to suck my cock.

Bobby started moaning loudly and was pushing his cock through my hand, like he was fucking a pussy. I felt him start tightening up and went for it. I placed my mouth over the top of my hand so that every time Bobby pushed up, he was going into my mouth, and I flicked my tongue on the sensitive spot when it passed by. Bobby knew what was going on, but he was too far gone to stop me, even if he wanted to.

Bobby stiffened and I felt the first shot of his cum hit the back of my mouth. With each grunt, another shot flowed in until he started relaxing. I savored the liquid and played with it with my tongue. Bobby’s cock started to deflate as I let it flop from my mouth. Bobby finally looked down at me; a strange look in his eyes. I’d know how good of a friend he was momentarily.

“Jimmy, that was better than Sara.” He exclaimed. I opened my mouth and showed him his cum, then swallowed the whole load. “You are a crazy fucking sex addict Jimmy. Never would I have even considered letting a guy suck my cock. But you changed that today.” I sat back on the bench and lit a cigarette and Bobby asked, “So how was it for you?” I smiled and said, “Great. You should try it.”

Bobby didn’t say anything. He went directly between my legs. There was no pretense of a hand job at this point. He grabbed my cock and slowly started stroking. Then he placed his mouth over my cock and started bobbing and licking. He was mimicking my technique and doing a great job. I was really horny from giving Bobby a hand-blow job and knew I wasn’t going to last long. In fact I was almost ready within a couple of minutes. I wanted to hold back, to thoroughly enjoy Bobby’s mouth, but couldn’t. “Bobby, you are so good and I’m so fucking horny, you’re gonna get a load any second.” Bobby heard me and clamped his lips around the head and started stroking faster. Bobby also had cradled my balls. Just as I was ready, I felt his finger enter my ass. He pushed it in quickly as far as it would go and started a rubbing motion up in my bowels.

“Ahhhh Fuck!” I grunted loudly as I pushed forward and released a big first spurt. Bobby kept going. Another spurt invaded him, then another smaller dose. Bobby kept stroking and sucking, not wanting to waste a drop. Finally he stopped and released my spent 6 inch boyhood. He opened his mouth, mocking my prior actions, and showed me my cum. Then a big gulping swallow.

Bobby seemed pretty pleased with himself. He lit a smoke and said, “Ya know, that was almost as much fun as getting a blow job. It’s a pretty powerful feeling knowing you can make someone else feel good.” I nodded agreement as I lit my own smoke and added, “Yea. I know what you mean. This is really great for us. Sara will be leaving in a few days, and didn’t you tell me Julie was going away to some sports camp for a month?” Bobby thought and said, “Yea, she leaves next week.” Again I added, “I really prefer fucking around with the girls, but they’re not always going to be around. But we’ll find other girls to fuck around with this summer. And when we’re really horny and no one else is available, best buddy, we can do each other.”

Bobby stared out towards the woods smiling, smoking his cigarette and said, “Yea.” Then added, “Are we going to tell Julie and Sara?” I thought before replying, “No. We’re going to show them.” And we both laughed.

Everything was normal. Mum and dad went out about seven. They were staying overnight tonight because the party was miles away and dad was going to close a deal there, so there would be lots to drink! I didn’t mind this at all. At about half seven, I heard the shower turn on upstairs, so I knew Jess was washing her hair about now. I got myself a snack and settled down in the living room with my film. It was crap. After the first couple of minutes, I had totally forgotten about the film. I was listening. I could hear Jess upstairs. The shower had stopped and she was now in her room. She had the radio on and I could hear her singing along! She had a really good singing voice. Suddenly the radio was turned down and I heard her talking on the phone. It must have been one of her friends.

‘Hi honey. U ok?’

‘No sorry babe I can’t come out tonight. I’ve got to stay home.’

I thought this was a bit strange. Mum had said to me that Jess was allowed out only if she came back by 11!

‘No you can’t come round either! Mum said I can’t have anyone round. Not sure why. Oh well. See you on Monday babe. Bye’

I thought this was strange too. Mum had said that she was allowed someone round to keep her company! I had to go and see what was going on.

I went up the stairs and got to her bedroom door. I was just about to knock when I noticed it was open a tiny bit. I peered through and almost gasped out loud! I could see Jess lying on her bed with her legs spread out wide, fingering herself! She was so hot! I couldn’t believe it. I was watching my sister getting herself off. Almost immediately, I felt myself stiffen. I stroked my cock through my jeans. It strained against the seam, wanting to escape. I opened my flies and let my cock free. It was rock hard now. I looked through the gap again. I could see her wet pussy try to grasp onto her fingers as they pounded in and out, in and out. My hand started stroking my now sore tool. I let out a small groan, without thinking of the consequences. Jess stopped. ‘Shit,’ I thought. I shoved my cock back in my pants and legged it down the stairs. I jumped onto the sofa and pretended to watch the film.

Jess came down a couple of minutes later. She was wearing a small nightie, almost see-through too! She looked amazing. It had spaghetti straps and a scooped neck-line that showed off her tits, large for a person that age. The hem came up to the middle of her thigh. She smiled at me then sat in the large armchair opposite me. She had her legs over one of the arms and her head on the other. Her nightie had ridden up her legs as she sat down. She didn’t bothered to re-arrange it. It let me have a look at her ass, firm and round-looking. She was wearing a little pink cotton thong that only just covered her mound. Jess was watching the film. You could tell she didn’t like it. Her face was in a frown. She looked over to me, then grinned when she realised I was checking her out. She glanced down at the bulge in my jeans, then carried on watching the film. It got scarier. Even I jumped at some parts. Jess looked terrified, and kept on sinking lower and lower into the chair, making her nightie ride further and further up. She looked at me, her face full of horror. I patted the seat next to me and signalled with my hand to come and sit there. She got up and ran across the room. She jumped onto the sofa next to me and curled up, her hand innocently on my chest and another around my back. I put a hand around her shoulders and held her tight. I felt me cock grow again. After a while I realised she wasn’t watching the film. She was staring up at my intently. I looked down at her and smiled. Then I grinned at her, her nightie had scooped so low that her tits were almost escaping. I pointed this out to her. She smiled sweetly at me then started rubbing my back slowly in small circles. The hand that was on my chest slowly moved down to my groin. She lay it down gently on top of my bulge. I could feel my cock pulsating underneath her hand, she could too because she looked up at me.

‘What are you doing?’ I said.

‘Don’t you want me too?’ she replied. She straddled me and looked into my eyes. ’I have wanted you for so long, Liam. I have just wanted to feel you next to me. Why, don’t you want me?’

‘But you’re my sister!’

‘So, who cares? As far as I’m concerned, I’m a girl and you’re a boy. And your fucking hot!’ she leaned forward and stroked my cheek with her finger. She led it towards my mouth and slid it in. I sucked on it gently. It had a faintly sweet taste.

‘Do you like the taste of my cum, Liam? Do you want more?’ I looked deep into her eyes. She withdrew her finger from my mouth. I whimpered. It had tasted so nice. Then, she leaned forward again and placed her lips on mine. They were smooth and soft. We kissed passionately. Meanwhile her hands strayed to the back of my shoulders, pulling me in closer. I felt her breasts against my chest, her nipples pushing against the thin fabric that held them in. My hands started moving up her body until they got to her breasts. I pinched the nipples gently in between my finger and thumb. She broke off the kiss and let out a small moan.

She got off me and stood up. I followed her to the middle of the room and reached down to her hem of her nightie and pulled it upwards. Jess held her arms in the air as the nightie came off her. I discarded it and stepped back to take her in. Her nipples stood out proudly from her breasts, which were large and curvy. She went in and out in the right places, in at the stomach and out at the hips. Her legs were long and slender. Her small mound was firm and had a small clump of hair just above her slit. The rest was shaven and smooth. She stepped into me, her tongue roaming my mouth. My tongue swirled around hers, my lips suckled on hers. I nibbled her bottom lip. A small gasp escaped her. Her eyes were full of excitement. Her hands fiddled with the button and zip on my jeans. She managed to undo them then slid them down my legs. I stepped out of them as Jess felt the muscles in my arms and chest through the tight tee that I was wearing. ‘All that training must have paid off,’ I thought!

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(I’m really sorry about this but I have lost the other half of the story so if you like it then email me at

We had stayed in touch by phone and text but his family and work meant that we were unable to meet up again for several weeks. We eventually snatched a night together in a city about a hundred miles away from my home ( I told my husband I was visiting Michelle, an old school friend who I knew would 'cover' for me). Dave didn't ask any awkward questions so I knew I'd be ok. I wondered whether it would just have been a holiday fling for us both on the way down to the hotel and whether we would struggle to recapture the magic of the night of passion back home.

I needn't have worried, I practically melted on the spot when i saw him in the hotel lobby.he looked every bit as gorgeous as i'd remebered him and flashed me the sort of smile that made me immediately twitch down below. Christ, he could have taken me over the hotel's reception counter in full view of staff and tourists alike and I wouldn't have cared !

He suggested dinner - i suggested room service ! and immediately I entered the room , i threw the lock and sank to my knees in a subservient manner wanting to worship this fantastic man and his gorgeous thick veiny cock. I felt him sigh as I unzipped his pants reaching in to free his deliciously hard cock. Last time the sex had been rushed and frantic, this time we had all evening to enjoy each other and I was determined to make it last.I sloly took his juicy prick between my lips, slurping hungrily. He threw his head back and gasped as I struggled with his belt buckle, deperate to seem him gloriously naked.

We undressed quickly and without a word being exchanged - we both knew what we wanted to happen next.

His glorious tanned muscular body that i had fantasised so often over when I was lying in bed with Pete was all mine. I cupped his heavy swollen balls in my hands, gently squeezing them as I kissed him. Christ, he felt fucking fantastic !

He went down on me, effortlessly bringing me to orgasm after orgasm until my cunt was streaming. His fingers in my twat and his tongue flicking my clit were too much to cope with as I screamed continuously convulsing with the excitement. Finally, he slipped that beautiful veiny penis inside me and fucked me mercilessly - so much more passionately than Pete has ever done.We needed that fuck so much - there were months of pent up frustration on both sides to overcome. Later - he lifted me up on the shelf in the hotel's ensuite and nearly pulled the thing clean off the wall as he rammed his hot cock into me. I could watch his lovely taut muscular arse cheeks contracting with each thrust which sent me over the top as I shook and spasmed with the biggest orgasm yet. Finally, he let out a primaeval groan as he tensed up and shaking with the effort, unloaded his hot sticky semen deep inside me.

Afterwards, as we lay in each other's arms recovering - I told him he didn't need to stay in a hotel anymore if he was on business in our area. After all, Pete knew nothing of our relationship and I would enjoy furiously shagging Dave knowing Pete was just one room away oblivious to it all. We are planning to make this happen next week and afterwards I'll share it with you !

The customs queue moves slowly like all such official inspections until you are in front of the desk and the routine questions come one after another, but you can tell from the expression of the security officer something isn’t quite right. Sure enough he calls someone of the phone and you and your bags are separated from the line and escorted to a plain looking conference room where you are instructed to sit. Taking a chair you wonder what is going to happen, but the officers are quiet, yet you sense in spite of the lack of words that you are clearly being detained. After an endless wait of about ten minutes a tall, blond woman comes in and judging from the reaction of the other officers, is it clear she is very senior in rank to the other police officers. She sits opposite of you, looks in a file and after a few moments, looks up and you and begins.

“Your name shows up as a match on our watch lists. Have you ever been associated with any known criminal or terrorist groups or perhaps a charity working primarily in Islamic counties? Or have you traveled to any middle-eastern nation in the last ten years?”

“No, to both questions. This is my first trip to the United States and I have never traveled outside of Europe.”

"Well I don’t know why you are showing up. It may be as simple as a clerical error, but the only quick resolution is to finger print you and then for a hour or two you will have to be detained. You will be released just as soon as your identity is confirmed. Chuck,” she said to one of the male officers. “Please fingerprint her and take her to restraint three. Call me when you arrive and I’ll come right down.”

20 minutes later you are standing outside a room with a small sign reading Restraint III. The female officer who interviewed you arrived and escorts you by yourself into the room. You look around at the 10 by 10 foot room with a couple of plain chairs on either side of a low table sort of like a coffee table and a non-enclosed metal sink and toilet. There are bars covering the single window and one long bar across the ceiling with two heavily padded wrist restraints. Before you can begin to worry more about you surroundings the woman begins to speak.

“This will be your home until your prints come back. I need you to strip off everything for your initial search."

“Everything?”

“Yes, completely nude sweety. It wouldn’t do at all for you to have something on you that you shouldn’t, so I will haven to look you over and check your clothes before you can redress.” She smiled reassuringly.

You look about the room. No place of privacy. Nothing else to do but take it all off so you turn away from her and remove your blouse and pants. Sitting down you take off you shoes and socks, the titled floor seeming unnaturally cold to your bare feet the chill seeming to run through your whole body your nipples hardening instantly. You reach back and unhook the bra allowing your full breasts to fall free and they stand proudly outward proclaiming your sex. Eager to get it over with you ditch your panties and the woman motions you over under the bar.

“Just raise your arms so they can be restrained while I search you.”

“Do I have to be tied up?”

“Yes. It is policy to never be alone searching someone unless they are restrained or double guarded. It protects us both. If you don’t want to be restrained I can call in two other officers to witness, but I am the only woman on right now and it would be two male officers watch as I do a full body search including your body cavities.

You raise you arms and allow her to firmly attach them to the cuffs, your arms now above your head as if you are a robbery victim being held up. She steps close to your face and her hands run up the back of you neck gently, even sensually running through your hair, massaging your scalp exploring every inch they pass over missing nothing and yet waves of sheer sensual pleasure run unexpectedly through you. Finishing your hairline she explore your ears, her fingers as soft as a tongue as you struggle to avoid the sighs of pleasure that threaten to escape your lips. Like an eager tongue the fingers find entrance to your mouth where you eagerly suck them as she finger fucks your mouth in an erotic imitation of a blowjob. Then she checks the rest of your face and neck with her wet fingers, before sliding lower over your shoulders and running the length of your up stretched arms, before probing gently past you under arms and immediately down over your heaving breasts, the pink nipples straining by this point for attention.

She instinctively knows what a woman’s breasts most need and she cups you breasts, her finger and hands bringing you more pleasure than any man has ever given you causing a flood of wetness between your legs. She is rougher than any man has ever been without causing you your any real pain as she pinches and pulls your sweet little tips twisting and tugs as you writhe helplessly with real passion fired by her insistent lust for you. Her hands check your belly and then she moves behind you examining your back and buttocks, before moving down your legs. Reaching the heal she moves to the front and lifts each foot teasing it with your tongue and sucking the toes before her hands move back up your legs toward the seething volcano your pussy has become. “Spread your legs!” She commands and you willing separate them as far as possible while standing and you feel her fingers spreading your inner labia open as she examines you with an almost clinical detachment and then four fingers ram inside of you like a huge cock fucking and probing amid the huge amount of aroused wetness you have produced. You scream, but the hand doesn’t stop. It feels as if her whole arm is inside if you as it fucks you mercilessly, in and out, probing your G-spot as even more wetness drips from you, your body responding like a champion to this violation and taking pleasure from it, while your mind confused and unsure struggles to catch up.

She takes you to the edge of climax over and over but never quite lets you cum. Then the fingers withdraw and covered in your own juices they begin probing your anal opening thankfully only two enter you and once more you are fucked close to climax but not allowed to find release. Your body has built the most massive supply of pent up sexual tension awaiting release you have ever experienced and you moan is disappointment when her fingers exit your pussy. She stand in front of you looking over you naked and suffering body, now covered is sweat, your breath coming in ragged gulps and smelling of your extreme sexual arousal. She kisses you open-mouthed and full of passion, her lips crushing yours as her tongue penetrates your mouth and then her lips slide down to you nipples where you whimper and pant as she extracts ever more pleasure working them for 15 minutes sucking and licking as you aroused body begins pouring so much liquid arousal out of your sex that is now dripping down your legs and off your labia to the floor. The need for release is desperate and it seems forever before she at last moves to your aching womanhood. Once more she pulls you labia open exposing your dripping opening and the super excited and erect pink bud of pleasure. She just looks at you more minutes and just when you don’t think you can stand it any longer, her tongue flicks just once over the tip of your organ and you explode into the more powerful orgasm of you life aware of nothing other than the waves of pleasure and your moans.

Opening you eyes, you are aware of how wet you are between your legs, but everything else seems wrong. The room, the woman, the reality of where you have been, have all vanished and you are still cuddled under your jacket on the plane. It has all been a dream. Well almost all, you are so wet that your pants have soaked through to the seat leaving a small damp spot. You grab you carry on bag to get out some new clothes and head to the lavatory to change the wet and clinging pants, thankful you packed another outfit in your carry on luggage. Once inside you sit down your fingers quickly bringing relief to your swollen clitoris. Just as you finish changing and exit the lavatory the lights come on and the pilot announces you are approaching New York. Stowing the carry on once more you take one of the unoccupied seats letting your jacket cover the seat with the wet spot of female arousal.

It has all been a fantasy borne of transatlantic sexual expectations. So maybe you won’t be taken by a female police officer. You will certainly be sexually taken, and you smile at the thought because Thomas will be waiting for you and you are already wet, willing, indeed you are eager for him.

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I walked up to the rack next to him and grabbed a bottle of astroglide and KY Jelly. As I selected my items I noticed him glance over at me and give me the once over. I figured he was thinking,  “What the hell does this guy need with 2 bottles of lube.” I walked to the front of the store to checkout. The fine Italian gentleman was close behind. I paid for my items and returned to my car. As I was pulling out of the parking lot I saw him again in the car behind me. I didn’t think anything of it until he followed me right into my parking lot. I know I hadn’t seen this man before. I defiantly would have fantasized about him on more than one occasion.

I grabbed my things and headed inside. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. I already had a suspicion, but I never would have foreseen what happened. I answered the door. It was him! This man followed me all the way home from rite aid and knocked on my door. Before I could even open my mouth I noticed his fly was open and his dick was poking out for some air. He looked at me and said “Let's put that lube to good use.” My jaw dropped to the ground. I already had half a hardon from thinking about this guy pounding my ass.

 I was still dumbfounded when he invited himself in and walked straight to my bedroom. Quickly coming to grasps with what was happening I followed eagerly behind him. He noticed the dildo sitting on my bed waiting for me. “We won’t be needing this” he said as he tossed it aside. “Take off your pants” he ordered. Still being half in shock I quickly complied. I pulled of my shirt and dropped my pants to the floor. My still growing cock was peeking through the front of my boxers.

. “Nice” he said, eyeing my cock and nice round ass.

He stripped off his shirt exposing his statuesque form. Large firm pecks, cobblestone abs and muscular biceps. His pants fell to the floor exposing the rest his growing dick. It was about 9.5 inches long and thick enough to fill anything it needed to. It had a very well defined head, like a large helmet, atop an almost perfectly straight shaft.  His pubic hair was manscaped into a nice patch. He pulled me close to him and slid his hands down to my soft round ass. I ran my hands across his granite like body, feeling every ripple.  “Get on your knees” he requested. Without any instruction I knelt down in front of him wrapped my hand around the shaft of his cock and slid the head into my mouth. I slowly ran my tongue around the outline of his dick head while firmly gripping his shaft. I slowly slid his dick between my lips and down my throat as far as I could. He began to pump his hips pushing his dick into my mouth.  I continued to work his dick down my throat, my tongue massaging the underside of his dick head with every thrust, until he pulled it away. He took his dick in his hand and slapped me across the face with it. “Stand up” he barked. Just as I got back to my feet he took me and through me face down on the bed. I moved to the middle of the bed and got on all fours awaiting what he had in store next. My asshole quivered as I heard him take the lube out of the package and rub some on his now throbbing dick.

He got on his knees behind me and slowly pushed the head of his dick into the crack of my ass. He squirted a little lube on my asshole before pushing into me. I let out a deep moan as he penetrated my ass. It was just the head at first. This alone was enough to make my legs feel weak. He slid deeper into my asshole with each stroke until he had all 9 inches buried deep inside me. I began to moan louder as he steadily fucked my ass. All of the sudden he pulled out. Before I could ask what happened he rammed it all the way in. Again he did it. Slowing pulling his member all the way out before plunging back in so hard the headboard banged against the wall. Each time he re-penetrated my asshole a wave of intense pleasure came over me.

After a minute or so he built back up to a strong steady stroke. I could feel his thrust getting faster by the minute. Drowning in pleasure I was quickly brought back to the moment with a hard slap on my ass. I yelped. He smacked my ass again. Each trust grew faster and stronger. He fucked my ass so hard my arms gave out, burring my face in a pillow. He continued to pound my ass relentlessly. I was overcome with ecstasy I lost control of the majority of my muscles. I was now laying face buried in a pillow on my bed, only my ass poking up in the air slightly to accommodate his fucking. I could feel his solid arms wrapped round my chest. His right hand fondling and pinching my nipple. His pace increased again. We were now both rocking violently back and forth in the bed.
His hand continued to play with my nipple and squeeze my chest.  The feeling of his pulsating dick filling my asshole and the friction of my dick against the bed brought me right to the edge of splurging.

“Fuck me harder, Fuck that tight ass” I yelled.  Still moaning and grunting each time he pumped his dick into my ass.

Every stroke he took brought me closer and closer. He buried his dick deeper in my ass fucking me faster and faster.

“Oh Fuck, I’m going to cum” I screamed.

Hearing this only motivated him to fuck me more violently.

Wave after wave of gratification rushed through my body as I reached my peak. My dick, pressed between my stomach and the bed, oozed out a load of hot creamy cum. My stomach and the sheets were now smeared with cum as he continued to pound my ass. Every stroke prolonged my orgasm, my dick now well lubricated rubbing against my stomach.  It wasn’t long before I felt his dick swell with anticipation. His trusts grew faster and more erratic.

“Fuck yes, I’m gonna cum in your ass” he blurted out as his dick started to pulse shooting his load of thick hot cum in my ass. He continued to fuck my ass as he pumped it full of cream. His strokes started to shorten and stop.

He collapsed on top of me the tip of his dick still in my ass. I pushed my ass up against his hips taunting is spent cock. His dick slipped out of my ass. I felt a stream of his hot load trickle out of my ass and down my thigh. The warm sticky feeling let me know he was satisfied. A sign of his appreciation is how I saw it.

We both laid on the bed collapsed in a pool of cum. I felt his dick between my thighs. Slowly working it between them.  He pushed his dick down between my cum soaked thighs. It wasn’t long before he was ready to go again. He got up and I rolled onto my back. I lifted my legs in the air and spread them showing him my asshole still dripping with cum. He took my legs and held them over his shoulders and entered my ass. In and out he pumped his dick. I grabbed my legs and pulled them back to my head.

He leaned forward pushing deeper into my ass. I moan almost uncontrollably as he fucks my ass pushing deeper and deeper.  He is now leaning over me in missionary position with me holding my legs high in the air. I feel his hot breath on my neck. His dick pounding away. He leans and whispers in my ear, “This next one is gonna be messy.” To overwhelmed to pleasure to think about what that meant I begged him to fuck my faster and hard. He increased pace thrusting harder and faster. I squeezed his dick with my ass on every stroke. The increased tightness put him over the edge. He pulled his dick out of my ass and knelt over me.  Gripping his dick tightly he pointed it at face.  I opened my mouth in time to catch the first spray of thick cum.

He jerked his hand up and down his shaft spraying out a load of hot cream with every stroke. The second landed on my left cheek and running down my neck. The third and fourth landed in my mouth with the final 2 dripping out onto my lips and chin. My face now fully covered in cum. I swallowed what has already pooled in my mouth.  I grabbed his dick and ran it across my face smearing the cum all around. I take his dick into the back of my throat to milk out every last drop. I ran my fingers across my cheek hoping to collect the rest of his spilled load. After licking every finger dry I thanked him. Not a moment would pass before he was dressed and walking out the door.

“Wait, what is your name…” I called out as the front door closed behind him.  I lay in bed still covered with man love wondering who that man was, and if I’d ever see him again.