“Sarah, how was your day?” he opens, with the big grin still plastered to his face.

“Fine…and how was yours?” I reply, curious what was on his mind, as he obviously wasn’t interested in my day in the least.  I know that look.  Dan is getting ready to unload his latest big (and usually crazy) idea on me.

“So what’s on your mind, Dan?” I ask, cutting to the chase.  I give him my best quizzically doubtful look and braced for what might be coming.

“I had lunch with Bill today.  He asked me what our plans are for our family vacation.  I told him we were heading up to your parents’ cabin, as usual.  He asked if we would like to join them on their family vacation, since we’re both taking off this Friday for the same 2-weeks.  I asked him where he and Diane were taking the kids.  You aren’t gonna believe it!”

I sit there, not saying a word, waiting patiently.  It doesn’t pay to encourage Dan by playing into his buildup.  Besides, Bill and Diane’s kids aren’t kids; they’re teenagers, like ours.  Jessica is 15 and Nick is 17, so just the fact that they were able to get the kids to come along on one more family vacation was impressive enough.

Bill and Diane Larsen live next door to us.  Bill has worked with Dan for 10 years; and they are the best of friends.  Our families spend a lot of time together.  When the house next door went on the market six years ago, The Larsen’s made an offer the first day.  Their kids and ours have been close friends since.  Our daughter Dawn is also 15; and Jessica & she are best friends.  Our other daughter, June, is 18, and has been dating Nick for several months.  (Being friends for so long, the dating was weird at first for both families; but we’ve all adjusted.)

“Well, don’t you want to know what their plans are?” Dan asked, or more like implored.  He really wants me to play along.

“OK.  Where-oh-where are they going?  Where do you want to drag us off to?  I’m absolutely on pins and needles.” I reply, with an absolutely straight face.

“Now you’re mocking me,” he pouts, putting on his best emotionally injured look.  “OK.  I’ll tell you anyway.”

There is a long pause.  I suppose for effect.  Dan is so theatrical when he feels like it.

“Bill is planning on taking his family to a nudist camp!” he blurts out.

Well I didn’t see that one coming.

“Are you serious?” I ask.

Now I’m actually getting very interested in the conversation, and trying to envision myself at a nudist camp with my own kids.  Now, Dan & I are no prudes.  I get my pussy waxed once a month & am totally bald.  Dan keeps his bush neatly trimmed.  Being naked in front of my own girls would be no big deal.  IT happens all the time.  But I wasn’t sure how I would feel walking around nude in front of Bill & Nick.  For that matter, how would June feel about her sister & I nude around Nick?  June is a very attractive brunette at 5’ 4” & 120 lbs.  She has a very nice 34C chest & very perky ½” long nipples that are almost constantly hard.  Her pussy is also bald, as she comes with me every month to my waxing appointments.  It’s turned into a girls’ day out we do every month, along with lunch and a swim in our backyard pool afterwards. (Yes, Dawn comes along also.)  Dawn is also a brunette, 5’ 2”, 140 lbs., with a 36DD chest (with huge ؽ” nipples that grow to ¾” inch when she gets cold or aroused), 28” waist, and 34” hips.  She started developing rather early, at 11.  Due to her fully developed hourglass figure, she looks much older than she is.  I, on the other hand, am a 39 year old natural blonde, 5’ 5”, 130# with a very tight body and a 34D chest that doesn’t sag much, and ½” nipples with small, quarter size areolas.  We all work out at least 3 times a week.  I work out in a leotard, and when I’m working out, I sweat ALOT, so it gets soaked & my tits show through.  It’s a women only club, so it doesn’t bother me; but I’ve caught several of the other members staring at my body.  Some with envy, and some with lust.  I take both as a compliment.

My husband Dan also works out regularly.  He is a broad guy, with big shoulders and a tight midsection.  He’s 5’ 11” and 180 lbs.  He’s has very hairy legs and torso, which is why he only trims his bush.  We both think it would be silly for him to try to shave his entire body just to match a bald pubic area.  And he’d look stupid if he just waxed that area and left everything else natural.  Anyway, enough musings.

“Hell, yea.  I’m serious.  The camp is up on a private lake up by Bemidji.  Bill heard about it from his brother-in-law.”

“Wow.  That’s a new one, I must admit.  I never would have thought Diane would be OK with being naked around her kids.  Bill’s always been a bit of an exhibitionist; and Jessica and Nick are teenagers, so I’m sure their hormones agreed in a second.”

“Actually, you’re right about Diane.  While she agreed to go, Bill said she’s been uncomfortable about the whole idea ever since.  But it’s not her kids that concern her; it’s the people at the camp.  She doesn’t want to be on public display,” Dan explained.

“I’m not sure I do either,” I responded.

“That’s why Bill decided to ask if we would be interested in joining them.  He knows that we go up to your parent’s cabin, and that it’s the only one on the lake.  .He wants to turn it into our own private nudist camp.  That way we can all try out the natural thing & not have to deal with being around strangers!” Dan exclaimed, evidently enthused by the idea.  (The lake is surrounded by state forest land, with no public access, so we have it to ourselves.)

My mind was starting to drift.  I thought about seeing Bill & Nick naked.   I found myself wondering how well endowed they were.  I’d seen Nick in our pool in his wet swim trunks; and he looked….promising.  Diane had told me on several occasions that Bill had an incredibly thick cock.  My own Dan had a respectable 9” member; but wasn’t particularly thick, just average.

“We’ll have to ask the girls what they think about this. I’m game; but if either of them are uncomfortable with the idea, we can’t,” I say.

“Where are the girls?” Dan asks.

“They’re out back by the pool.  I’ll get them in for an early dinner; and we can talk about it then.”

“I’ll go say hi and send them in myself,” Dan replies.

“Bad idea,” I stop him.  “We weren’t expecting you for another hour or so.  It’s been a beautiful sunny day out, and I think they’re out there sunbathing nude.  Sit back and catch the local news while I get them in.  They were asking for a snack, so I threw a pizza in the oven.  It will be ready in a few minutes.  That can be dinner.”

I walk out the patio door to call the girls in for dinner.  They’re both laying out nude on lounge chairs, soaking up the late afternoon sun.  We have a privacy fence around the entire backyard, with no gate.  You have to go through the house to get into the yard.  As they got up off of their chairs, I wondered what Bill & Nick would think of my 2 gorgeous daughters in their birthday suits.  My daughters and I have a very open relationship, as you can imagine given that we get our pussies waxed together, and June has kept me informed on the progress of her relationship with Nick.  He has yet to see the goodies.  Still, I’ve got both girls on the pill, as you never know when a teenager is going decide to become sexually active.

“Girls, you’re father’s home early, so cover up,” I request.  “We’re having an early dinner today.”

“Mom, we’re sweaty from the heat.   Do we have time to shower before dinner?” Dawn asks.

I am about to tell them to go ahead and get in a quick shower, when I get an idea.  After thinking about it for a few seconds, I reply, “You do have time to shower if you want; but, given what your father and I would like to discuss with you over dinner, it may be appropriate that you don’t get dressed and just sit down for dinner as you are.”

They look at me like I’m speaking some foreign language.

“What!?” June cries out.  “What could we possibly talk about that would make being naked in front of Dad appropriate?”

“It’s up to you, and I’m sure it will catch your father by surprise also; but let’s just say we have a very interesting proposition for you.”  I reply.  “It has to do with the Larsen’s.  I’ll tell you what. If you come to dinner naked, I’ll join you,”

This peaks the girls’ interest, particularly June’s, who immediately links Nick and nudity in her mind, and wonders where this could lead.  Dawn also gets a mental flash of one of the Larsen males.  It isn’t of Nick, but Bill, who has always fascinated Dawn ever since she was 12.  One Saturday morning, Jessica and Dawn were up early, playing in the Larsen’s backyard, while Bill & Diane slept in. The girls heard pounding on the back wall of the house.  They peaked into Bill & Diane’s bedroom window and caught Bill fucking Diane for all he was worth.  The headboard was against the back wall of the house, which caused all of the noise.  Both girls were in awe of the size of Bill’s cock.  Not that they had anything to compare it to, but it was clearly huge.  Diane had her ankles up behind her head, and Bill’s dick looked to be the size of a soda can, ramming in & out of her.  It was a sight Dawn would never forget.

They hurry into the dining room to take their seats, leaving their clothes behind.  My girls aren’t shy, & their bodies, while kept hidden from their father as a matter of modesty, are on display within our house and to their girlfriends when they come over to swim, that nudity doesn’t really bother them…  Though I am curious how they will react the first time Dan lays eyes on them, and how he will react to them.  He hasn’t seen them naked since they were little girls.

“Dan, the girls are in for dinner.  I’m serving now.” I call into the living room.

Dan comes into the room and stops short.  His eyes get huge, and his dick starts to tent his pants.  There are his girls, sitting naked at our round dinner table, Dawn to the left of Dan’s seat, & June across from his seat.  He quickly sits down.  I don’t think the girls notice; but I notice that Dawn’s nipples are getting hard.  June’s, of course, already were.  I notice Dan staring at June’s large, erect nipples, and giggle to myself.

June reminds me that I said I would join them, so I quickly strip & toss my clothes into the laundry room down the hall.  I take my seat to Dan’s right, across from Dawn.  Dan looks at me, and swallows hard.  He’s not sure what to say.  After a few uncomfortably quite seconds, Dan works up his courage and begins the conversation.

“Hi, girls.  How was the pool?  You both look hot…overly warm, too.” He says with a grin, trying to break the tension.

The girls giggle at Dan’s bad joke.  The timer goes off; and everyone’s quiet again.  I get up to get the pizza, cut it up; and set it in the middle of the table.  Everyone grabs a slice.  Dan tries to hide his erection when he leans forward to get his slice; but it’s obvious to all of us that he must be incredibly uncomfortable as his meat strains against his pants.

As we eat, we make small talk for a few minutes, while Dan continues squirming, trying to get comfortable.

“So what’s going on?” June asks.

Dan begins “We have been asked to share our family vacation with the Larsen’s.  They are taking off the same time we are, and were planning on going to a nudist camp.  Diane is getting cold feet from the idea of having total strangers seeing her naked.  Bill thought that we could all do a nudist vacation together up at your grandparents’ cabin, so Diane could be more comfortable.  You’re all women, & Bill says she’s OK with me seeing her body.”

June & Dawn have their mouths hanging open in disbelief.  They look at me, and I nod my head.

“This is only going to happen if you both are OK with it.  I know it will be a little awkward at first; but we’ve always taught you girls that your bodies are nothing to be ashamed of or hide.” I say.

“I’m cool with it,” says June.

“Me too,” chimes in Dawn.  “Will I get to see Mr. Larsen’s thing?”

“Mr. Larsen’s name is Bill; and while we’ve raised you girls to use last names when addressing adults, if we decide to share this vacation, we will all most definitely be on a first name basis,” I reply.  “Now as to Bill’s ‘thing’.  Bill’s ‘thing’ is a penis, dick, cock, whatever.  Let’s not be coy about this.  You will be seeing not only Bill’s cock, but also your father’s and Nick’s.  Is that going to be problem?”

“Not for me!” they both say in unison.

“Hey, Dad,” Dawn interjects. “This doesn’t really seem fair.  We’re all naked and you’re still dressed for work.  It’s time to take it off and join the family!”

June & I nod our head in agreement.  Dan is a little hesitant, as his dick is rock hard & pushing into his pants uncomfortably.  He has been squirming through this entire conversion.

“OK girls.  Your father is sitting here, very uncomfortably, with a raging hard-on, and I’m sure he would like nothing better than to release it.  Just understand that even though he’s your dad, he’s still a male; and males get hard-ons when they see hot naked women,” I state matter-of-factly.  “Even not-so-hot naked women, for that matter.” I give Dan a wicked little smile.

Dan stands up, kicks off his shoes, and pulls off his socks.  He then removes his shirt & tie.  He pulls his pants off, and his cock springs out through the slit in his boxers.  My husband’s dick is cut, and the head of his cock was as purple as I’d ever seen it.  He was REALLY aroused.  He quickly slid his boxers off & sat back down.  Dawn & June were staring the whole time.  It is pretty impressive, when I think about it.  I start to catch the scent of pussy juice over the smell of the pizza.

“Well, your father isn’t the only one excited by this situation.  I smell wet pussy.  Who is it?  Dawn, I noticed your nipples standing strait out.  Is seeing your father’s dick making you wet?” I ask.

Dawn nods and murmurs “Yes.”

“It’s OK.  Again, it’s a natural reaction.  This whole thing has got my pussy juices flowing like crazy.  My juice is dripping off of my legs and onto the floor.  I’m going to have to clean up after dinner.” I comment.

This bit of information sends Dan over the edge; and his cock erupts, sending a stream of cum up & across the table, landing on June’s chest & face.  While caught off guard & slightly shocked, I start laughing hysterically at the looks on everyone’s faces.

I choke out, “That’s mine, I believe.”  I get up, step over to June, who’s sitting next to me, & lick Dan’s cum off of her face & chest.  Her nipples are hard & the left one is covered in cum.  I lick them off as well, swirling my tongue around June’s nipple as I clean it.  I again catch the strong smell of pussy juice; and put my left hand on June’s hot cunt.  Her legs are already spread slightly, and my middle finger inadvertently slides right into her steaming box.  I give her a quick kiss on the lips, then pull away and sit back down.

“Dawn, we’re not the only ones turned on by your father’s dick.  June is absolutely drenched.  My finger just slid right into her pussy like it was being sucked in.”

I hold up my middle finger for all to see.  It is shiny & wet with June’s juices.  I then pop it in my mouth a suck it clean.  Everyone is shocked.

“I haven’t tasted pussy this good since college.  Nick is going to be a very lucky guy,” I say while winking at June.  “Have you ever tasted your own juices, June?  What about you, Dawn?  I assume you both masturbate.  You father & I do quite often, usually together when it’s my fertile time & fucking is too risky.”

Dawn & June both nod their heads in the affirmative.

“Do you ever masturbate together?  I’ve always wanted to masturbate with you girls out on the patio by the pool on a nice sunny day.  I thought it would be a nice addition to one of our girls’ days out, especially after just having our pussies waxed.  I personally get really turned by the waxing, and fuck your father like a crazy person every evening afterwards.  But I never suggested it because I wasn’t sure how you two would react.”

At this point, the girls & Dan were just listening, and I couldn’t seem to shut up.  All of these thoughts just kept coming out of my mouth.  I guess after licking cum off of your daughter’s tits, unloading your kinkiest thoughts & fantasies was not much of a stretch.  Dan, whose dick had relaxed a bit after blowing his load, was now at full staff again, though without the purple helmet.  I get back out of my seat and start stroking my pussy.

“Wow, is this making my horny!” I’m very wet; and everyone’s staring right at my cunt.  I walk around the table to Dawn, who is sitting across from me.  I stand next to her chair & reach to massage her totally erect nipples.  I roll one & then the other between my fingers while she moans softly.  And I continue talking…

“So Dawn, have you ever tasted your sister’s juices?  They’re very sweet, kind of like peach juice & honey.  I wonder what you taste like?” I ponder aloud.

In response, Dawn pushes her chair back about a foot & spreads her legs as far as they’ll go.  Her pussy lips are inflamed & parted.

“Holy shit,” I exclaim.  “June, Dan, take a look at Dawn’s pussy.  It’s on fire!”

Both Dan & June literally spring out of their seats to take a look.  They both stare down into Dawn’s lap, seeing a pool of her juices on the chair, waiting to see what happens next.  I step behind Dawn’s chair to give them a better view, proceeding to roll & pull on both of Dawn’s nipples.  I then reach down with both hands; part Dawn’s engorged pussy lips & dip a finger into her drooling box.  I remove my finger from her pussy, hold it up for inspection by everyone, & then suck it clean.

“Dawn tastes different,” I state in an interested but unimportant tone of voice.  “Very smooth, like butterscotch.  Yummy!”

Dan & June just stand there silently; though I see that their hands have moved down to their sexes, and they are both stroking themselves slowly.  Dawn is massaging her own tits, and moaning softly again.  I reach back down to Dawn’s pussy, and stick two fingers from my left hand, & then my right, into her dripping box.  I then offer my pussy juice soaked fingers to June & Dan for a taste.  They both immediately suck my fingers into their mouths & suck them clean.

“What do think?” I ask.

They both just smile & increase the pace of their masturbating.

I turn to June.  “June, it’s your turn to share.  Please sit down.”

June takes her seat & spreads her legs, knowing what’s coming.  She rubs her pussy vigorously one more time & dips her own fingers into her box.  She pulls her fingers out & starts to suck on them.  I dip two fingers from each hand, alternately, into her pussy & get them soaked in her juices.  My dripping fingers are then offered to Dan & Dawn for sampling.  Dan greedily sucks the fingers on my right hand into his mouth, while Dawn pulls my left hand down to taste her sister’s juices for the first time.  They both have big smiles on their faces.  June is busily finger fucking herself while Dan & Dawn finish with my fingers.

“Well, I guess I’m the only one left.”

With that, I boost myself up onto the table & place my ass right in the center of the pizza.  As I spread my legs for my family to see my cunt in all of its excited glory, my juices continue to drip all over the pizza.

“That’s going to be an interesting pizza topping,” I laugh.  “Obviously, Dad has already tasted this pussy.  Would you like him to collect your sample, or would you like to collect your own…or maybe both?”

“Both!” they both yelled.

Dan comes forward & reaches for my pussy.

“Nu-uh,” I shake my head.  “Climb up here & dip your cock into my hole.  The girls can sample that.”  I look at the girls.  “It that OK with you?”

They both nod vigorously.

Dan climbs up between my legs & positions his dick at the entrance of my lovebox.  He slides it in slowly, as I purr like a cat.  After a few strokes, he pulls it out, his pole glistening with my juices.  Dan scoots off of the table & offers his dick to June first.  June, still seated & masturbating furiously, turns her head & sucks Dan’s cock into her mouth.  She doesn’t just taste my juice, she takes in a full 5 inches of Dan’s dick, sucking off most of what was there.  She then pulls Dan’s dick out of her mouth, playing with his balls while doing it.

“Dan, you’re going to have to take another dip.  What’s left on your shaft just wouldn’t be fair to Dawn.” I prompt.

Dan gets back on the table & shoves his dick back in me.  This time he keeps stroking until I’ve taken in all 9 inches, stroking slowly so he doesn’t cum.  After several strokes, Dan pulls out & gets off the table.  He offers his cock to Dawn, who is slouched down on her chair, and fucking herself with the neck of the salad dressing bottle.  She gets up off of her chair, and kneels down in front of Dan, trying to keep the bottle neck up in her pussy.  June sees her struggling with the bottle, jumps out of her own chair, sits on the floor next to Dawn; and takes over for Dawn, pumping the bottle in and out of Dawn’s pussy.  The sight of June masturbating her sister sends me over the edge; and I cum all over the pizza.  Seeing my orgasm sends Dawn into her own orgasmic release, & her juices gush out over June’s hand.  June switches hands & licks the soaked one clean.  Dan then places his dick in front of Dawn’s mouth, & she sucks it in.  She is a little weak from the orgasm she is still recovering from; but she manages to suck in 3 or 4 inches, and gets a good taste of my juice.

When Dawn is done, I ask “Well, what did you think?”

“Smooth,” says June.  “Except it was a bit salty.”

“Like butterscotch, like me!” says Dawn.  “But I agree that it was a bit salty.”

“Your father must have been leaking the remains of his jism into your mouths.  I hadn’t thought of that.  Of course, I was thinking you two would lick his shaft, not suck him off.  I’m surprised he didn’t unload on you.  Why don’t you try it directly from the source?”

Dawn & June both get off the floor & reach towards me with a hand each.  Dan sits down in June’s chair & goes back to stroking his meat.

“Whoa, there” I stop them (the girls).  You just both had your Dad’s cock in your mouths.  You can’t suck on Mommy’s pussy?  When I say go to the source, I mean just that.  Come on Dawn, stick your tongue in my honeyhole &, please, play with my clit.  I already feel the need to come again.”

Dawn leans over the table, parts my lips with her hands, & takes a tentative lick up my pussy. As she reaches the top of my slit, she catches my clit, and I go into orbit.   I start to come all over her face; and she immediately shoves her face right into my pussy & starts lapping up my juices.  June steps up next to Dawn, pushes my legs as far apart as they will go, & joins her sister, cheek-to-cheek, in lapping up my juices, their tongues dancing inside my pussy & across my clit at the same time.  I would come again right now; but I’m drained, & have already come hard twice, besides all of the general dripping of pussy juice from my cunt.

“I need you two to back off. I need a breather,” I gasp.

Dawn & June retreat from my snatch, but not each other.  They start kissing passionately, swirling their tongues in one another’s mouths, tasting my juice from each other.  Their hands wander to each other’s snatches & they finger each other slowly.  I get off of the table & go to sit in Dan’s lap.  Dan holds his cock out for me to impale myself on; and I lower my ass, still covered in pizza sauce, into his lap, my pussy enveloping his dick.  The girls stop what they’re doing to watch Dan fuck me.  I slowly raise & lower myself on Dan’s shaft, taking in another inch on each down stroke.  Finally, I have all 9 inches inside of me, and I start a quicker rhythm while I play with my clit.  Dawn pushes the table out of the way and sits down in front of me.  I remove my hand from my clit & bring Dawn’s head into my pussy.  She starts to slowly lick up Dan’s shaft, onto my pussy, & then my clit.  I rest there for a while, fully impaled on Dan’s dick, while Dawn licks up & down our combined sexes.  Dan & I both start moaning loudly.  June, feeling left out, pulls a chair up behind the chair Dan is sitting on; and steps up onto it.

“Mom, can you lean forward?” she asks.

I do as she requests.  She turns her back towards us, bends over, reaches between her legs to brace herself on Dan’s shoulders, & lowers her pussy in front of Dan’s face.

“Eat my pussy, Daddy!  Make me cum!” June demands.

Dan starts plunging his tongue into June, licking up & down her entire slit, and sucking on her clit.  I can tell that Dan is getting ready to cum again, & so is June.  So I start riding his dick slowly, as I shove my big toe into Dawn’s pussy.  She backs up for a second, spreads her legs out on either side of the chair legs, & scoots her butt back towards me.  I push my big toe back into her pussy; and her box seems to open up like a flower.  I turn my foot sideways & proceed to push more of my foot into her, until my entire foot is 4 inches into her snatch.  I start pumping in & out slowly, and Dawn starts moaning into my pussy.

“I’m cuming!” yells June.

“I’m cuming!” yells Dawn.

“I’m gonna blow!” grunts Dan.

“OH MY GOD!” I whisper, as we all reach orgasm together.

After a few minutes of just being still and basking in the warmth of one another, we disengage from one another & all go back to our seats.  Dan had been sitting in June’s seat, which was now covered in juices & jism; but she doesn’t seem to mind.  She just sits down, wiggles her ass into the puddle, and smiles.

“Anyone hungry?” I ask.  “The pizza is kind of cold; but it should have an interesting flavor.  Would anyone like a slice?”

Everyone takes a slice, and then another, finishing off the pizza.

“That was actually quite tasty,” I remark.  Did you all enjoy it?  You seemed to inhale it.”

They all nodded & smiled hugely.

“I think I’ll call that particular topping ‘Sarah Surprise’.  If you want it in the future, you’ll have to help me ‘collect’ it for the pizza,” I say with a grin.  “Maybe we’ll have to share this special pizza combo with the Larsen’s during our vacation.  I can assume that we’re going to accept their invitation with enthusiasm?”

Everyone shook their heads yes and grinned broadly.

The sight of her breasts in my hands
I’m numb, I’m weak
Without her presence in my head
Her thighs and behind are out of sight
My dirty thoughts of her make me feel right

 

 

Once in my truck we headed for her parents house. Shenna asked me what I thought our siblings were doing, I told her it was their honeymoon so they were probably at the hotel consumating thier marriage. She smiled and looked out the window. Then she started squirming with her shirt, and before I knew it she tossed her bra on the dash. I hate those things she said. I turned and her breast were being hugged by the thin cotten tee, and her nipples were hard and sticking out from her ample breast. My cock instantly sprang to full erection and I could barely drive.

Once we got to her house we went inside and she went straight to her room, I will be right back, she said as she entered the room. I sat down and turned the TV on. Due to the long courtship of our siblings, our families were real close and we always made ourselves at home at each others house. I was flipping through the channels when I heard Shenna come into the room. I looked up and almost fainted. She still had on her tee but instead of her cut offs, she now had on a black and red silky thong. I sit up and just stared at her, she flopped on the couch beside me with a smile. I feel much better she said, I could do nothing but mumble. Her nipples were clearly visible throught the tee, and her strands of her pubic hair were sticking out from the fabric of the thong. What is wrong, she asked. Nothing, I quickly snapped, putting a pillow on my lap trying to hide my throbbing erection. Sheena shifted and laid her head on the pillow, and kept trying to get comfortable. "We are going to have to do something with these lumpy pillows" she said as she threw the pillow on the floor. Then she laid her head directly on my confined erection. She giggled, "That lump wasnt in the pillow, it is in your pants" She sat up on her knees, "Jeff, am I making you horny?", she asked. "Well, by the looks of my pants you are" I replied. She looked down at my cock, and then got up and went back into her room. I thought I had really blew it. After a couple minutes she returned wearing the sexiest teddy I have ever seen. "This is just like what my sister was wearing for your brother tonight, what do you think?" She asked. "Your sister could not look as good in it as you" I answered with that she came and knelt down infront of me and began unzipping my pants, without any help my cock sprang free. She grabbed my cock and lowered her lips. Her tounge circled my cock head, the she took my whole length into her mouth. I laid back as she gave me the blow job of a life time. She gobbled at my cock like a hungry cat to a bowl of milk. Before long I was on the verge of empting my balls in her thoat. "I am fixing to cum, Shenna" I said. She just sucked harder and cupped my balls, and squeezed them softly. I placed my hands on her head and pushed her head down as my cock jetted cum deep in her throat. When she looked up at me she was smiling and my cum was running out both sides of her mouth. She then stood up, and slowly took the top of the teddy down. Her tits were at least a D. They looked like two perfect tanned melons, no sag what so ever. Her nipples where hard and dark brown, they stuck out a good quarter inch, smooth and hard. The teddy lowered futher revealing he flat tanned tummy with a gold stud in a belly button that made Shania Twains look like a hole in the wall. Then the jack pot, she lowered the teddy and revealed her pussy. Her juices glistened like early morning dew, on her black pubic hair, she turned showing me her perfectly rounded ass and long legs.  She then took my cock in her hand, it had returned to full erect from her seductive strip tease, and guided it straight to her pussy. She was tight, not a virgin, but tight. When she had all of my cock inside her, she looked at me and said, "I have wanted this cock since I was 12, now show me it was worth the wait" With that I picked her up and laid her on her back with her legs on my shoulders. I began fucking her with all I had. I pumped my cock in and out of here like a well oiled piston, the cummed over and over again, I then let her legs down and turned her over on her stomach. I place my cock in her pussy from behind. I grabbed her hips and pounder her pussy even more. Out of breath, she turned and asked me to please dont cum in my pussy. I agreed and continued to pund her. I was proud of my stamina. I fucked her for 43 minutes solid, never slowing down. On the 45th minute I had to cum. Sheena I have got to cum. With that she quickly pulled away and turned over and grabbed my cock. She began jacking me off over her breast. "Cover my tits with your cum", she begged. On demand I released another heaping amount of cum on her tits. I have never been one for "Kinky" stuff but her tits covered with my cum was just too much. I began licking my cum from her nipples and tits. She came twice more during my cleaning.

Now Sheena has gone to college, but on her holidays, we always find time to have some erotic fun.

When I got home, I started reading the paper and some how ended up reading the personals and classified ads. The personals always seem to make for fun reading in the bathroom, but today I spent more time reading the classifieds.  There were ads for strip clubs, phone sex, escorts and massage parlors.  Well, I just kept getting hornier reading all the ads and I looked at a few of the massage parlors websites.  Well, I looked at the clock and realized it was well after midnight and I better get some sleep for work the next day.  At work, all I could think about were these classified ads and the services that were being offered. When I left work, I drove home as fast as I could and started reading these ads again.  I had never tried any of these services before, but as I was so horny, my desire just tookover.

I found two or three ads that looked interesting and tried to look up more on the net. Just as I was getting somewhere, my girlfriend calls. She just keeps going on and on and says I cant wait to be with you when I get home in five days.  At this point my mind is made up. I need to get some relief.  I get off the phone with her as quick as I can and get back to these ads.  I cant picture going to an escort agency as I am not interested in that kind of relief. I just need a good blow or handjob to get me thru til my girlfriend gets back.

Finally, I find an ad for an erotic massage at someones house.  The ad talks about an erotic massage by a professionally trained well built model. So I call and get some booking service. I am new to this game so I just figure this is normal when a guy answers and schedules the appointment and gives me directions to the house. About two hours later, I get to my appointment early. I am really nervice as I have never done anything like this before. I have been to a few strip clubs and had a lap dance or two, but that is it.

I drive around the block twice and then finally pull up.  I get to the door and ring the bell.  After a few minutes a guy answers. I stutter for a moment then say I have a 10 oclock appointment.  He says come in and leads me to a room with a massage table and shower.  He says to get comfortable and shower if I like, he will be back in a few minutes.  At this point, I am really feeling weird. I have not seen any of the working girls yet.

Well, I am still horny as hell so I get undressed and shower off and then lie face down on the massage table.  I have had a few massages before at the chiropractor for my back so at least I knew what to do.  There is a knock and then someone walks in. I am facing facedown so I did not see the girl.  This person walks over and something just doesn’t seem right.  The smell is wrong,. Then this person speaks and it is the same guy who let me in the house. I thought he was just a bodyguard of sorts for the girls. Well I tensed up and did not know what to say.  Here I am naked on a massage table with some guy standing over me.  He can see me tensing up and starts to rub my shoulders to relax me and says are you ok. I said no, where is the model the add promised.  He said I am the model, I thought you knew this was a man to man experience.  I stuttered and said what the fuck.

After a few minutes of indecision, I said how could I have not known this was a mans massage.  He said the add was in the gay services section. I guess in my rush of excitement, I never looked at the categories in the classifieds. He asked me if I still wanted a massage or not. As I was still really horny, I thought for a minute and finally just closed my eyes and said go ahead with the massage. I had had a massage by a guy before, but he was a nurse. Anyway, I closed my eyes and tried to relax. The guys name was Dave and he kept the talking to a minimum. He wanted to make sure he was not pressing down too hard and that scented oil was ok. I was like it ok.  His massage was excellent as he started on my shoulders and back and spent some time rubbing them with the oil.  I must have been half asleep when he reached my legs as I jumped when he hit my glutes, but somehow I must have dozed as his touch was good and I just relaxed again.  I stirred a little later and he was back working my nech and bringing the strokes down my back to my lower back.  After a few minutes, his strokes went a little lower on my ass. As usual with a massage, Dave put more oil on my back and his hands. He continued the strokes, but this time he went straight down my back and then my ass crack. I jumped at that but he just kept on going. He increased how hard he was pushing and forced my ass back on the table. He kept sliding his hands down my ass crack and I started to relax again. I must be weird or something, but I really like the feel of his hands and fingers on my ass.  My girlfriend never did anything like this. He brushed my balls a few times and I must of moaned or something because he kept this up.  Matching his strokes to my rhythm. I was thrusting my hips I guess to meet his hands.

He left for a moment and I could hear him getting the oil and then I felt him drip it on my ass crack and then oil his hands.  After another minute of long strokes down my back and ass, he slowly settled his his on my ass the slid then down the crack to my balls again.  I let out a loud moan and he took another long stroke down my back, but when he was sliding his hands back up my crack he took finger and tickled my asshole. I was in heaven and could not believe I was letting a guy do this to me. He took another stroke and this time at my ass he took one hand and spread my cheeks and with the other he took a finger as he was sliding down my crack and starting toying with my asshole. When I pushed my hips back to meet his hand he slipped his finger in my ass. Holy shit I thought I have someone in my ass.  He continued to massage my ass and finger me slowly at first and then he slid another finger in and spent another minute working my asshole over.  By this point my cock was dripping precum under me. He must of sensed my discomfort as he then pulled out his fingers and said why don’t you turn over. 

I quickly turned over as I was so turned on I thought would blow my load now.  Once I was in position, he started on my front, but kept away from the cock and balls. He worked my pecks, feet and legs.  After another few minutes he moved down to my stomached and massaged that as well. Then he went to the top of the table behind my head and started with the long strokes down my front.  I was so hot just waiting for him to get to my cock and balls. He took his sweet time, but finally he reached down to the jewels and then slid his hand back up.  My cock was rock hard at this point and went and got the oil again. He then dripped oil on my cock balls and his hands. I thought he used a bit much, but I could not care at this point. He moved to my side and asked me to bend my knees and he placed a pillow under them. He then slowly started to stroke my cock and massage my balls. I was really into it and was moving my hips and moaning again. He sensed my look and then as he was sliding one hand up and down on my cock and the other was massaging my balls, he slid that hand down to my ass and right to my asshole again. He kept stroking my cock and then he slid his finger into my ass again. He said just relax and enjoy. He kept working his finger in my ass. Thrusting it and moving it around. He must have found what I later learned to be my prostate as I let out another loud moan when he started massaging this spot deep inside me. He then started stroking my cock again and about one minute later I really started to loose it and I shot the biggest load of cum in my life. This was unreal. I could not believe I just let some guy give me the best handjob of my life.  I laid there for a few minutes while Dave left and then got and dressed and Dave led me to the door.

That night I hardly slept. I could not stop thinking about what had happened Am I gay or what. My girlfriend called and we talked as usual. I never said a word to her about this. When she came home we had a great night of sex, but she still never rubs my ass the way Dave did.

I had started to ring the doorbell but could hear voices coming from around the side of the house toward the garage. It was a Saturday morning in the middle of July and the neighborhood was pretty quiet. I guess everyone decided to take their little happy families to the lake or the pool today. Man it was so freaking hot!  If I was with Julie we would be at the local home improvement store buying crap for our new house. She had become obsessed with the place as soon as we signed the papers on it.

As I rounded the corner I could hear the voices of my parents arguing. That was weird to me cause I had never seem them have a fight. To me, my parents had always been the just like the “Leave It To Beaver” parents. My dad went to work everyday and kissed Mom on the cheek as he went whistling out to the car and drove off to make the dough, while she stayed home and baked cookies and ironed his shirts. When I moved away to college Mom got a little part time job at the fabric store for some extra spending money. Dad said it was to pay for her E-bay habit.

“Dammit Carol we have not used that roaster in two years!” I heard Dad shout.
“Well Thanksgiving is coming up and I might decide to use it!” my mother screamed back at him.
I had stood there staring at my parents for about thirty seconds, watching them glare at each other when I finally thought I would break up the fun. I gave a good loud cough to draw their attention. Both heads swung in my direction and I saw my Dad’s face get  a bit redder and my Mom broke into a  big bright smile. “Johnny, hey guy!” she beamed.

“Did I catch ya’ll at a bad time?” I asked.

“Uh no, John, your Mother and I were just discussing what is going into the garage sale we are having next week.”

I could tell by the various piles on the floor they had been at it for quite some time. I wondered to myself if this was the first of many “discussions” they had had this morning. My Mom rushed over to me and gave me a big hug. I wrapped my arms around her little frame and gave a good squeeze. My Mom is a short gal with shoulder length brown curly hair and always smiling.

Dad is a little shorter version of me with light blonde hair and glasses. I chuckled at myself as I looked over and saw him in khaki shorts, with legs that didn’t look like they had seen the light of day in a decade, and his black dress socks and tasseled slip-on shoes. “What a dork“, I thought to myself.
He was busily looking into a old coffee can and trying to determine whether he would someday need those nails again. I knew he was trying to ignore the fact I had just caught them in an unpleasant act and keeping busy was the cure for it all.

“What brings you out today Johnny, and where is Julie?” She was looking around my 6’4” frame to see if my wife was with me. I gave a sigh and decided it was best to just get it out and tell them the truth.

“Julie kicked me out of the house last weekend and I have been staying with Rex. His wife is moving her grandma in and I have to get out of there. So I was wondering if I could stay here with you guys until I get a couple of paychecks under my belt. Just until I can get my own place.” I said. My dad turned around upon hearing this and gave me a hard look. My Mom gasped and put her hand over her mouth.

“Oh honey!” She put her hand out and touched my chest, I guess in a comforting gesture.

“You didn’t hit her did you?” my father asked in a severe tone.
“NO Dad! I would never do that. She just said she didn’t feel like it was working out and told me she wanted me to get out. I am not much for argument so I left.” I explained.

“Well ok then you can stay I suppose.” he said and turned away and starting sorting again. My mom turned and glared at him and grabbed my hand and pulled me to the door leading into the house. I followed her without a word as she took me up the stairs and into her bedroom. We both sat down on the bed and she turned to look up at me.

“Ok, now tell me what happened.” she said. The concern for me was clear on her face. I knew she had always adored Julie and it was going to hurt her feelings a lot when she found out that I suspected my wife of cheating. Mom was holding my hands tight and I could feel her trembling slightly. As I was collecting my thoughts on how to put it to her, I noticed her tank top was showing more cleavage than I had ever seen on my mother.

I cleared my throat and bowed my head and I then noticed her shorts were a little on the short side for her. I shook my head to clear it of all the weird thoughts racing in my mind. Had my Mother lost weight? I was looking at her creamy white thighs and could tell that they looked more tone than they had a month before. I had not seen them since Julie and I had them over for dinner after we moved into the house.

“Johnny tell me what happened.” she said again as she put her hand under my chin and lifted my head up. I looked into her hazel eyes and I could feel myself tearing up.

“She is cheating on me Mom!” I blurted out. We haven’t had sex since we signed on the house and moved in. I don’t know what has gotten into her. She is just is obsessed with home improvements and is always talking about it. Now she tells me she is unhappy with us and wants me out!” I cried.

  Then before I knew it my mother was standing in front of me and my arms were around her. She held me against her and my face was buried in her neck. I could smell the sweet perfume she had always loved and that I bought her every year for Christmas. Her hair smelled of tropical flowers and I snuggled closer and squeezed tighter. Her skin was warm to my touch and she seemed to fit so perfectly in my arms.

I could hear her saying sweet calming things to me as I took in the smell of her. Rubbing my back with her soft hands and telling me everything would be ok. I could stay with them as long as I liked and that all would work itself out. I guess I was out of my mind and drugged with the mixture of her perfume and shampoo, or it could have been the fact I had not had a woman in three months, but my hands seemed to have a mind of their own and found their way down to her soft round ass.

So there I was, cupping her ass in my hands and breathing in her smell and my lips started to move over the heated skin of her neck. I could feel her breathing start to get heavy against my chest. Her hands stilled on my back and her body tensed up slightly. My lips continued to caress her neck and I backed away just a bit so I could trail kisses around to the front of her long neck. My hands began to knead her ass and I pulled her body in closer to mine. I could feel her soft tits beneath the thin material of her top against my t-shirt and my heart started to pound.

I started my way down her chest and I could feel her heart beating a mile a minute under my lips. I reached up with my right hand and in a split second I had her tit popped free of its confinement of her shirt and a hard peaked nipple was in my mouth. I starting sucking hard and my left hand made its way toward the crack of her ass and down toward her pussy.  My right hand was holding down her shirt and cupping that soft tit while my mouth sucked hungrily.

I could hear her breath getting faster and since she wasn’t pushing me away I took this as a good sign to continue. I stole a glance up and she was standing there with her eyes closed and her mouth open. I could see her tongue peak out between her lips and her body of its own accord swayed into me. My right hand let go of her tit and moved to the waistband of her shorts. In one swift twist I had the button undone and was dragging them down with both hands. My mouth still attached to her hard nipple and sucking greedily.

Now both my hands were again on my Mom’s ass and I could feel to my surprise she was wearing a thong. Her smooth skin felt so good under my hands as I continued to knead and caress her. Then my thumbs hooked into the strings of her panties and down her creamy legs they went. I kept waiting for a protest at this point, but when I looked up my Mom still had her eyes closed and almost as if she was drugged or asleep.

My hands came up her sides and as I grasped the hem of her top and pulled up and stood in one deft motion. As soon as her shirt had cleared her head my lips were on her mouth. She actually opened her mouth and my tongue lunged inside and we kissed hungrily. Her hands were on my shoulders and with her ass in one hand and a tit in the other. I stood there holding her at the foot of their bed and we kissed like we were both starving for it.

My erection was now so hard and bulging inside my basketball shorts I thought it would ripe right through the material. I heard my Mom groan as a rolled her nipple between my fingers and moved my hand off her ass. I had to get my cock out before I lost my mind. It was the hardest I had ever been and pre-cum was already waiting at the tip. Still kissing her I turned her around and pushed her down on the bed. Like putty she just melted to the comforter and I immediately went down on my knees and spread her legs wide apart.

I was expecting a lot of hair, but to my surprise she was clean shaven except for a closely trimmed patch in front. I buried my tongue deep into her and I thought her body would come off the bed. Her back arched and she let out a groan. Almost instantaneously I could feel her cum flooding my mouth. Holy shit she tasted good.

The orgasms seemed to rock through her over and over as I ate her sweet pussy. Every flick of my tongue over that little hard pebble and she would literally convulse with ecstasy. Her breathing was in hard panting pattern now and I was a little afraid to continue like this. I lifted my head and looked at her face. My hands continued to stroke her legs and ass there on the edge of the bed. I was surprised to find she was now looking at me with lusty hazed eyes. She sat up shakily and I stood up. Waiting for the reprimand that I just knew I was going to get. But instead her hands went to my thighs and then moved up pushing my t-shirt with them. I dragged it over my head and when I looked back down I could see her staring at my hard length.

She looked up with a almost frightened look on her face and lightly took my rod into her soft hand. The other cupped my balls and I almost thought I would shoot my load in her face right then and there. Then before I knew what was happening I could feel her tongue dart out and she licked the pre-cum off the tip of my dick. I moaned loudly and grabbed her by the back of the head. I pulled her to me as her mouth opened and my cock sank deep between my mothers hot lips.

She started massaging my balls and stroking me as she furiously starting sucking my bulging cock. I could feel my legs start to tremble and could feel the tightening in my sac. Her mouth was wet and hot and I knew there was no way I was going to hold out for very long. I was now the one panting and I think she could tell I was getting close because her hand was pumping me faster and the sucking became harder.

I lost all control and pushed her head down hard onto my cock and I screamed out as my balls bunched up as hard as rocks and my cum shot in long streams down her throat. My eyes were squeezed shut and I felt the orgasm rip through my body and my cock continue to blow cum. I realized I might have hurt her and quickly let go of her head. Instead of getting away from me she continued to lap up my juices and suck the tip dry. Stroking me from base to tip to make sure she got it all.

I pushed her by her shoulders back down on the bed and took her mouth at the same time. I could taste the remnants of  my cum on her tongue and was please she had swallowed it all. How fucking sexy could you get?! I groaned as I kissed my mother and could feel her small tits against my chest and her soft body under mine. I was tickled to realize that I was still hard as a rock even after that mind blowing blow job.

My hands and mouth were all over her body. Feeling, touching, tasting, her like I had never had sex before. Starving for the need and attention she was giving me. My brain was still a bit clouded and it took me a second before I could make out what she was whispering to me. “Johnny please, I need it. Take me Johnny!”

Well I have always been a good boy and done what my mother asked of me and I shoved her thighs apart and buried my 10” cock deep into her dripping pussy. I thought I would go out of my mind. It was the tightest and wettest cunt I had ever been in. My cock slipped in and out of her tight sheath as I pumped fast and hard. Her breath was coming raggedly and her eyes were squeezed tightly shut. My dick was slamming as hard and deep as it could and her hips were meeting every stroke. Her nails dug into my ass as she urged me on.

I was furiously pounding her hot cunt when all of a sudden she clenched up around my cock and gave out a scream as her body starting convulsing in wave after wave of powerful orgasm.  My cock was locked in tight to her cunny and I could feel her cream squirting around it. As her body started to relax a bit I was then able to move and found myself again ready to explode. “I am gonna cum again Mom, what do you want me to do?”

“I want you to squirt all over my tits and face baby!” she gasped.

I pumped again for about a dozen more strokes and could feel my balls tighten again almost painfully and I could feel the cum rising to the end of my dick. I yanked my cock out of her pussy and stroked fast as another orgasm rippled out of me and hot sticky white cream shot all over my mothers face and tits just like she had asked.

She laid there with her mouth open and licking her lips when my load hit her. A look of pure pleasure on her face as she rubbed my juice onto her tits and nipples then would suck each finger clean. She smiled a satisfied smile when she was finished and looked up at me. I was still kneeling over her holding my now flaccid cock in hand and staring in awe at her.  “Julie is the most stupid girl ever is she lets you go son.” she said.

She went to get up and I moved away from her. I got off the bed and pulled on my shorts and t-shirt while she was in the bathroom. I could hear the shower going and knew she was cleaning up. Would hate to have my Dad smell her all sexed up. I sat down on the bed and about five minutes later she was out and walking naked in front of me. She got in her drawer and got a fresh pair of panties and put her clothes back on.

“Well you are welcome to stay here as long as you like honey.” she said. My mom acted like nothing had just happened between us whatsoever.

“Ok, thanks.” I stated and cleared my throat. I was kinda confused because I was worried she would feel awkward around me now.

“Well I better get back down there with your Father. I wouldn’t want him to think I am slacking off on the job.” she giggled as she walked out the door. I got up and followed her down the garage again.

Dad looked up as we entered and said, “Get all the kinks worked out?”

“Uh yeah Dad. I guess I will see you two tonight. I have some clothes I need to get from the house and am going over to get them now.” I said.

“Alright Son see ya later!” he waved as he turned and continued sorting through a box of junk.

I walked away from the house and got in my truck. That was the weirdest and most erotic experience of my life. I was not sure how to feel about it at all. Would I ever be able to look at my own Mom the same again? Could the same thing ever happen again. It was incredible and I will never forget the feel of her under me.  I was still pondering these thoughts as I pulled up into my driveway.

The local home improvement store van was sitting out in front of the house and I was wondering how she was planning to pay for anything new now without my added income. I walked up the path to the front door and let myself in. I still own the damn place and didn’t feel right knocking. The house almost seemed deserted. I thought about calling out to Julie but thought better of it.

I walked up the stairs and could hear a faint squeaking sound as I neared our bedroom. The door was slightly open and I touched it lightly so I could see inside. It opened only a bit but was enough for me to see two men on the bed with my wife. I thought I would die right then and there watching a big hairy guy pumping his cock for all he was worth into her dripping pussy and she sucking another pretty boy guys dick. Her beautiful lips were wrapped around it and sucking and stroking him fast in rhythm with the pounding she was getting from behind.

The pretty boy started to breath heavy and Julie popped her mouth loudly from his cock and continue to jack him hard as his face contorted and hot milky cum shot out the tip all over her face. She looked so pleased as she licked the tip and then the hairy guy started grunting.  He jerked his cock out of her pussy and sprayed a load all over her tan round ass. I was in shock as I watched her smile at them both and told them she would be available again same time next week. They eagerly agreed and started to pull their clothes on.  I slipped across the hall to the other bedroom waiting for them to leave. When I heard the front door shut, I came out and looked into our room again.
 Julie was laying on her back naked. Her hot little body all slicked with sweat and cum from the two other men and I could not help my own bodies reaction to the sight. I looked down and my cock was standing at attention yet again. You would think after the two mind blowing orgasms I had just had I would be good for awhile, but I guess not. As I watched my wife laying on the bed I noticed tears coming down her face.

She then rolled over onto her tummy and started bawling like her best dog had just died. I hated seeing her like that. Even as mad and hurt as I was toward her I just couldn’t stand to see her cry.  I moved into the room slowly and sat down beside her on the bed. She must have been so overcome she didn’t even feel me until I put my warm hand against her back. She stiffened and rolled over quickly. My hand stayed in contact with her and was now on her flat belly.

She sat up quickly and rushed into my arms. I held her close for along time, just rocking her back and forth as she cried. We didn’t talk but just held one another. I could smell the sweat and sex on her skin but it only fueled my arousal as I held her close. She hiccupped and I knew the crying spell was over. She pulled away and I pushed her hair away from her wet face. “Are you ready to tell me what is going on now?” I asked her softly.

She nodded her head and looked down into her lap. I put my fingers under her chin and pulled her head up to meet my gaze. Her big blues were still glossy with tears. A single tear slipped down her cheek and I caught it with my finger. Brought it to my mouth and sucked at the salty wetness. Her eyes had followed my action and she looked at my finger in my mouth. She leaned in as I pulled it out she took it in her own. She sucked on it hungrily and I could feel her tongue feathering its way up and down it.  I gave a little tug and pulled it from between her lips. My raging hard on was hurting now and I quickly tugged down my shorts and pulled out my cock. 

Julie immediately knew what to do and sank her mouth over me. I could feel her long blonde hair on my thighs as she took almost my whole 10” into her hot mouth. She moaned in pleasure as she sucked me. I put my hand lightly on the back of her head urging her on. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, I roughly tightened my hand in her hair and dragged her off my cock. She looked up at me in shock as I pushed her forcefully down on the bed and buried my throbbing member deep inside her cunt. 
She screamed as the tip of my cock slammed against her cervix as I pounded her harder than I ever had in my life. I had always been a gentle, caring lover with my wife, but not now. I fucked her with all the power and frustration I had pouring out of me. I wanted her to know I was the only man for her and I again grabbed her hair and roughly pulled her head back as I took her mouth in a assaulting kiss. My tongue jabbed into her mouth hard and deep.

I was actually surprised when she met me with the same wild abandon. It was in that moment that I felt her hips furiously moving to meet my pounding dick. I tore my mouth away and grabbed her exposed tit hard in my left hand. I pinched her nipple between my fingers and she let out a squeal of delight. I rolled her over on top of me and put my hands on her hips helping her move as I forced my cock deep inside her cunny.   “Ride that fucking cock you whore!” I screamed.

A look of surprise was on her face as I have never talked to her in that way before. She placed her hands against my chest and dragged her nails deep into my flesh. In retaliation I slapped her hard on the ass as I continued to drive in deep.  She had never rode my cock like she was doing now and her hair was in a mess and falling down outlining her little tits for me.  I reached up with both hands cause she had already figured out the grinding rhythm and squeezed them as hard as I could. I didn’t worry about leaving marks on her because she then spoke. “Oh Yes John, hurt me!”  My little wife of three years was loving this. Her eyes told it all to me.

I never had a clue that she wanted anything but what we had between us in the bedroom. I could see by the flushed look she was getting ready to cum. In the past she had never done it more than once and I was a little disappointed it wouldn’t last. I grabbed her hips and slammed as hard as I could into her and then slapped her ass hard. It even stung my hand and so I know I really hurt her. She cried out in a loud wail I had never heard from her before and I could feel a hot gush as she flooded my cock with her wet cum. The look on her face was just about all I could take. “I am gonna cum Julie!” I screamed at her.

“Fuck me!” she shouted back. I felt cum shoot out of the tip of my cock like a bullet. My rod pulsated and throbbed deep in her wet sheath as it poured my juicy seed into her. As I stopped pumping into her she quickly got off me and starting sucking me with fervor. She had never acted keen on blowjobs so I was kinda confused by this. The intensity of it after just having a orgasm was almost painful.  “Julie.” I called.

“No, you are going to fuck me again John.” she stated and then went back to sucking. I thought it would be no use but my body again surprised me. In no time at all she was working my stiff erection with her hand and I could see her playing with her pussy at the same time. What in the hell had gotten into my wife. She was always so timid and shy in the bedroom. No lights on ever. No touching herself, and God forbid if you talked! I had mentioned bringing a porn home to watch and thought she would have a heart attack. Now she was sopping wet and my cock was fully hard again.

She got on her knees and I buried myself to the hilt. “OH YES!” she screamed. I pounded her as hard as I could as the sweat rolled off me. I had not fucked her this much in one day. Julie pushed her legs back and laid down flat on her stomach. She grabbed my hand and shoved it under us and onto her pussy. As I was fucking her wet hole with my cock, she was riding my hand. “I am about to cum again John, but I want you in my ass when I do!” she said through clenched teeth.

“Holy shit, Jules, are you sure?” I said concerned. We had never done anal and I was worried about hurting her now. I got up on my knees again dragged her up with me. I could see how glistening wet she was all over. Her asshole seemed to be begging me to enter it. I spit on the tip of my cock just in case and put it against her hole. My right hand was still furiously working over Julie’s clit and her face was getting redder.

“Just do it John! Fuck my asshole now!” I started to enter it slowly but Julie didn’t give me a chance. She slammed back against me and all 10” of my cock went deep into her ass. She squealed out and I was sure she was in agony. I looked down at her face and the pleasure I saw was intense. Still working on her clit fast and I started pumping her ass. I just could not help it, it was feeling better than I had ever imagined it could. So much different from Julie’s pussy. It was so much fucking tighter and I could feel her shaking beneath me. As her orgasm ripped through her body her ass tightened to almost painful proportions and it literally milked my cock.  The explosion rocked through me once again and I pumped jiz into my wife’s asshole. 

We stayed locked like this for the longest time. I finally disengaged my self and sat on the edge of the bed. Julie turned around and sat down beside me. “Ok I am really confused Jules. What just happened?” I said softly.

“John I just didn’t know how to tell you all this time.” she began. “I was so afraid that once you knew the truth about the way I am and what I like, you would leave me. So I have acted out my fantasies with other men for the last three months and told you I wanted you out. I just never thought you would still love me this way.  But I cannot continue living this lie anymore! John I love you more than anything in this world, but I have to have this release.”

“Julie you only had to tell me. I would do anything for you baby.” I said. I took her hand and held it tightly. I was feeling guilty about what had happened earlier with my Mom by this time. Julie looked at me and her eyes were filled with tears.

“I am sorry I lied to you John. Now are you going to tell me about what happened with your Mom today?” The shock on my face could not be masked. 

“What are you talking about?” I said stiffly. 

“John I can taste your mother’s pussy and perfume on your mouth. So tell me how was it, and when are we having them over for dinner again?” she said with a sly grin.

 Having Vickie as his own really helped John socially, pushing his self esteem high enough to achieve his goals.   Sexually, their life was great with Vickie always in the mood and John eager to please, they made quite the couple.  John always liked when other men would look at Vickie obviously lusting after her.  Vickie would never really even acknowledge them and showed no interest at all, she just enjoyed pleasing John. 

 One afternoon Vickie received a call from the hospital and was told that John’s best friend Paul had been in an accident and had been admitted to the hospital.  Immediately Vickie jumped in the car and drove to the hospital calling John along the way.  When John arrived Vickie was already there and waiting for him.  They found out that Paul had a broken leg and a few other problems but would be just fine.  Now relieved they sit and wait to see Paul.

 As they enter Paul’s room he is a little groggy but looks to be pretty much intact with his leg in a sling.  At 32 years of age, Paul had always been fairly athletic with a muscular build.  In this condition though it is obvious that he will need help for some time to come.  John and Vickie make light conversation with Paul for a while trying to sooth his spirits a little when Vickie suddenly tells him, “You can come stay with us as long as you like.  I know that John feels the same as I and that now is when you need your friends most.”  Paul can just agree and does not have the energy to argue.  Vickie makes a list of what he needs from home and John takes the key to Paul’s apartment.

 The doctors think he will go home in a couple of days so they have plenty of time to prepare.  John does not discuss Vickie’s decision to take him in to their home but feels happy that she thought to do so.  Vickie prepares the extra bedroom while John arranges for special slings, props and chairs.  Once they seem to have it all set they both head to Paul’s house to retrieve his needed items.

 Paul’s house is fairly neat and they do not have any problems finding most of the items on the list.  While trying to find his slippers John pulls several boxes from under the bed.  Vickie walks over as John sets them on the bed and opens the first one.  It seems to be full of girly type magazines and John laughs aloud while Vickie picks one up and thumbs through the pages.  The pictures are fairly hardcore and Vickie tells John, “I would have never guessed that he was reading such stuff.”  John opened another magazine and replied, “I think I have this issue.”  They both laugh and look at the pictures together.   Timidly, Vickie looks to John and opens the other box and is visibly shocked.  Inside are several pictures of her and even a few of John and her.  Nothing to revealing but enough to let them know that he has done more than just think about her.  Several of the pictures they do not even remember being taken.  Vickie then says calmly, “That was unexpected.”  “I believe Paul wants in your pants,” John’s replies playfully.

 They put his boxes back and go to see Paul, making sure not to mention the pictures.  Now, both John and Vickie consciously notice and see the glances and gestures in this new light.  When they go to leave John shakes his hand while Vickie leans down and kisses his cheek.  This makes Paul blush lightly and lets Vickie know that her suspicions are true. 

 Once in the hall John jokes with her about Paul’s desires and she pushes John to the wall surprising him and says quietly, “I have fantasized about him more then once.”  This leaves John speechless and she gives him a short passionate kiss. 

 It is not until later that evening that John brings up this fantasy of hers and ask her for details.  Vickie is somewhat evasive and steers around the details.    Once in bed John is surprised that she is in the mood when she attacks him.  Vickie rides on top of John for the longest time, satisfying herself over and over.  Looking down into his eyes she tells John of her sexual fantasies.  Only a few of them are about Paul but it shocks John that she fantasizes about so many different people.  Vickie notices John’s cock has begun to soften and it is at this point that Vickie reassures John that she is his and that all of her fantasies are just that.  

 Vickie notices John’s cock has become hard again and slides off of him to offer him her mouth.  She lovingly sucks him until she knows he will cum and then stops to ask him a question, looking up into his eyes, “I won’t do anybody any favors that you don’t ask me to do.”  John smiles at her and stares at this beauty holding his cock against her face and replies, “Thank you.  Now would you please let me cum?”  Smiling, Vickie goes back to work and before long has John on the brink again.  This time she softly says, “I have always wanted you to do this,” and slowly strokes his hard cock at her pretty face until streams of cum are landing all over her face and into her hair.  As his orgasm subsides Vickie keeps licking and stroking until she is satisfied that he is dry and then makes sure that she has left no cum on him anywhere.

 John looks at his beautiful wife as she crawls up to kiss him and can see that he has just came all over her.  Vickie could not smile any bigger.  She was in heaven having just fulfilled one of the fantasies that she had told her husband about.  Snuggling up to John she was now content to sleep the night away knowing that her lovers cum was all over her.

 The morning came as usual and John was up when Vickie began to wake.  She rolled over, touched her face and found the dried cum from the night before.  Looking at herself in the mirror she was shocked to see just how much she had on her face and hair.  After her shower it was all just a very special memory that she would cherish for many years to come.

 This day was a special day.  The day Paul was due to be released from the hospital.  They arrived early to only end up waiting pretty much all day for the doctor to release him.  Once in their home they worked hard to make him feel at ease.  John would not quit with the witty remarks and Vickie would not stop with the flattery.  It would seem almost to Paul that they were going to kill him with kindness. 

 Settling in was easy and the next day John went back to work leaving Vickie alone to take care of Paul.  Vickie was extremely good to her promise and if anything actually dressed down a

little from normal.  All care was taken from Vickie not to excite Paul.  The first time she had to bath him, she just made him hold still while she washed over him real quick.  It seemed to work but made her seem a little rough and heartless in her handling of him.

 Time went by quickly and after a few weeks,Paul found himself laughing and joking with his friends, John and Vickie.  As he became more like himself Vickie found herself aroused more often than normal and was becoming very aggressive and vocal in their love making.  Poor Paul was just on the other side of the wall listening to all of this and going crazy.  After a week of sex every night, Paul joked to John, “I’m surprised you can even walk after what I’ve been hearing.” To which John replied chuckling, “I’ll bring you some reading material.”  They both laugh and John decides he should talk to Vickie about this.

 Coming up behind Vickie and wrapping his arms around her, John kisses her neck and tells her about Paul’s comment.  She tries to be supportive of John but the idea really excited her so she just let him do most of the talking.  “I want you to start being nicer to Paul.”  “What do you mean?”  Vickie responds dumbfounded.  John became a little quieter and said, “I know I can trust you to do the right thing and I also know that you have been an absolute monster in bed.  If you would like to provide him a little, shall we say therapy, I would be OK with it.  I know he has to be feeling very lonely, even with us here.”  Vickie kisses John deeply and does not reply for quite sometime before whispering in his ear, “I will tell you everything.”   John smiles at her and says, “Just don’t kill him.”

 After supper John goes to Paul’s apartment and retrieves the boxes from under his bed and looks through the pictures.  John also has had fantasies where his wife would entertain other men, but he had not told Vickie.  That evening while he was talking to Paul, he gave him the boxes in a joking manner.  Paul was somewhat embarrassed but John just joked it away and put him at ease.

 Later that same night while Vickie was working her magic on him to get him started for sex, John whispered to her, “I brought Paul his boxes of reading material today.”  Vickie looked confused and then sort of startled while John continued, “It will give him something to do while listening to us having sex.”  Vickie only smiled and continued but now she was also picturing Paul in the next room pleasuring himself.

 In the morning Vickie was up first and made sure to open Paul’s door as she went by.  He was still asleep but she left it open anyway.  Breakfast was ready when John entered the kitchen to find his wife working in her nightgown.  “Damn, you almost killed me!”  Was John’s first comment.  John could not help but stare as his beautiful wife worked in what was a semi shear nightgown.

 John forces himself to leave for work and Vickie cleans up a little before going check on Paul.  He is still sleeping so Vickie decides to lay on her bed for a while giving Paul a chance to wake.  Vickie decides that she is trying way too hard and that she will go crazy if she continues waiting.  She gathers her things and heads to the shower to cool herself off.  When finished she puts on her favorite knee length robe and exits to find Paul staring at her from his room.  Vickie smiles at him and ask cheerfully, “Are you ready for breakfast?”  Paul looks tired but smiles, telling her he is starved.

 Vickie does not act in anyway out of the ordinary and eagerly heads to the kitchen to get his breakfast.  Once in the kitchen she pauses for just a moment to let the blood settle back into the rest of her body before returning with his meal.  The robe was not shear and she was not hanging out but you would have thought so the way that Paul reacted.  Vickie set his tray up and talked with him for a little bit while he ate before heading back to her room. 

 Today she decided to wear a thin white t-shirt with her jeans.  This would show him just a little without seeming over anxious she thought.  When she returned to remove his dishes Paul had a hard time not staring at her chest and definitely noticed everything she wanted noticed.  Vickie returned after a short time to give Paul his sponge bath.  Paul gave every excuse not to get one but Vickie was persistent and just uncovered him to reveal just how excited he really was.

 Now Vickie found herself staring at Paul’s rock hard cock for an eternity before mumbling, “You must be happy to see me.”  Vickie did not let Paul try and make excuses but just went about bathing him the way that she always had except that she saved his cock for last and then washed it several times.  When finished, she covered him back up smiling at him in a playful manner and said, “I guess it really can’t get that dirty now can it?”  They both chuckle and Vickie tells him she will be back in a moment to change the sheets.

 He is not fast enough and Vickie comes back into the room before he can hide stuff.  “What cha trying to hide?  We’re all friends here.  I thought the bath kind of proved that.”  Vickie said bluntly.  Pulling the covers back she could see that Paul had several magazines hidden.  She laughed when she picked them up and said, “Is that all?”  Vickie briefly looked in the first magazine at some of the pictures and then looked to Paul saying, “This just proves you’re not gay.”  Then she turned to set them on his nightstand and her picture fell out of the magazine and onto the bed. 

“Well, well, well what have we here?”  Vickie asks like a detective.  Picking the picture up Paul started babbling something about an accident when Vickie cut him off saying, “Don’t worry about it.  I think it’s quite flattering, you naughty little boy.”  This soothes him somewhat but, damn, what else could happen to Paul next.

 Vickie goes about rolling him around and changing the sheets only to discover that he apparently had came on them or in them.  Stopping after placing her hand in cum, she looks to Paul and starts laughing asking him, “Is this cum?”  Paul was wanting to crawl off and die at this point and did his best not to answer before admitting that yes he had masturbated last evening and this morning.  Looking at the mess Vickie replied, “How many times.”  Her laughter really helped Paul and he told her that he might have done it several times.  They both laughed and Vickie told him while working on his sheets, “You go ahead and play with yourself anytime you want, just be careful not to put your eye out.”

 The rest of the day Vickie made it a point to cover her eyes when she entered his room asking him first if he was done yet.  It became quite the joke for them and she made sure to give him a clean hand towel to clean up after himself. 

 That night when she was having sex with John, she was extremely vocal and aggressive almost making John need to slow her down just a bit.  In her mind she knew that she was driving Paul crazy in the next room. 

 The next morning started as always and Vickie entered Paul’s room with breakfast in hand.  This morning she was wearing only her bathrobe and she could tell that Paul really approved.  After giving Paul his breakfast she picked up Paul’s hand towel with 2 fingers and held it way out in front of her and said playfully, “Did I cause this?”  “You were at full volume last night and I could not help but enjoy myself.”  Paul replied calmly.  They both laughed about it for a few seconds while Vickie took it to the bathroom sink to rinse it out.  She returned a few minutes later with his towel rinsed out and told him, “You should be ready, now that you have a clean towel.” 

 Vickie sits on his bedside and talks to him while he eats.  At this point he has spent enough time with her that he is open, honest and relaxed.  Removing the tray Vickie tells him to ready himself for his bath as she pulls his covers back.  He only grins as she uncovers his hard cock and then he replies, “I guess that means I’m ready.”  They laugh as Vickie starts his bath and saves the hard part for last.  Delicately she lifts his cock with her free hand rubbing it gently with the damp cloth until Paul finally puts his hand on hers to stop her.  Gathering his wits about him he says, “You should stop before I do anything to hurt our friendship.”  Vickie looks to his eyes and replies honestly, “John and I both decided to do whatever it takes to make you well again. We discussed it several times and it was actually his idea for me to give a little extra to make you feel better.  Don’t my hands feel better than yours?”  Paul was overcome by lust and released Vickie’s hand, letting her know that it was OK to continue.

 Putting down the damp cloth Vickie holds his cock in her hands, staring at it intently and begins to stroke it slowly.  After only a few strokes, Paul erupts like a fountain all over himself and her hands.  Vickie massages every last drop from him before running a finger through the mess and saying in a sultry voice, “I know that had to have felt good.”  Paul only smiled and laid there with his eyes closed in contentment.  Vickie used the wash cloth to clean up the mess while Paul quietly watched and smiled.  “You really enjoyed doing that, didn’t you?” Paul asks.  “I will just say that I sure didn’t mind doing it.” Vickie replied not looking at him.

 Vickie found herself on the phone minutes later telling John the whole story while stroking herself intimately.  She was pleased to find out that it was exciting to John and told him that she wanted sex the minute he gets home.

 The rest of the day Vickie tried to act as though nothing was different.  Several times even joking with Paul about needing a clean towel.  After lunch, Vickie straightened everything around him and sat watching TV for sometime.  At one point she even laid back next to him and they watched together. 

 Evening came eventually and Vickie had to be ready for John when he arrived.  Before leaving Paul’s room she asks Paul seductively, “Would you like me to close your door?  I am going to attack John when he gets home and I wasn’t sure if you would want to just lay here and listen.”  After saying this she giggled and John touched her hand lightly while saying, “I wish I was well enough to watch.”  Paul stares at her ass as she leaves the room, leaving his door wide open.

 Vickie undresses and puts on her robe before going into the bathroom.  Paul can see the bathroom door at an angle in the mirror and watches for the door to open.  His hopes come true as she exits the bathroom naked and goes into her room.  Paul watches intently hoping to catch another glimpse but Vickie remains in her room for quite a while getting ready.

 With her hair and make up just right Vickie is ready for her man and puts on a pair of black spiked heals to finish the look she wants.  Naked she admires herself in the mirror and decides to wait for john by the front door.  Walking past Paul’s open door, Paul gets an eyeful and is shocked by what he had just caught a glimpse of.  Vickie stops just past his door and brings just her head back into his doorway, smiling she says, “You just saw my surprise for John.  Don’t over excite yourself too much and maybe I will have a surprise for you later.”  Still grinning she heads for the front door to wait for John.  It takes a few minutes but John eventually opens the door and sees his beauty naked, except for her high heels, standing before him with her hands behind her back. Visibly taken back, John stops in the doorway taking in her beauty.

 Slowly approaching John, Vickie speaks first in her sexy voice saying, “I need your cock really, really bad.”  She kisses John passionately while opening his pants and freeing his now hard cock.  In 1 swift motion she drops to her knees and begins to aggressively lick and suck his cock.  John is just enjoying himself while Vickie happily does all of the work still standing in the open doorway. 

 Vickie stands and leads John, by his hard cock, down the hall towards the bedroom stopping in front of Paul’s door, only for a second to smile at him.  Once in their room the sex was overpowering and overwhelming as Paul had to just lay there and listen.  After about an hour Vickie began to slow and looked to John’s eyes and ask, “You do know that poor Paul is in the other room right now thinking of me and stroking himself?”  John just smiled his big smile and pushed the hairback from her face saying, “Go and give him an orgasm and then come right back here and finish me.” 

Vickie stood and looked to John only saying, “Thank you.”

 From the hall Vickie peeked into Paul’s room to see him slowly stroking his erection. Pulling herself together she entered Paul’s room still naked and surprised Paul when she ask, “May I help you with that?”  Opening his eyes Paul is very pleasantly surprised to see this naked beauty up close and stops stroking while looking at her.  Vickie walks to his side and leans down sucking his cock into her mouth down to his hand.  Raising back up she says, “Are you going to jack off into my mouth or would you like me to suck you off?”  No more needs to be said as Paul lets go quickly allowing full access to Vickie.  Expertly she swallows him over and over while moving her bottom closer to his reach.  Taking his hand she places it on her ass and Paul immediately begins working and exploring her body.  Climaxing at his touch Vickie causes Paul to climax in her mouth and she continues until he begins to soften.  Vickie stands letting Paul continue to touch her before saying, “I don’t think you will need this towel anymore.”

 As Vickie turns to leave John is smiling, standing in the doorway watching his beautiful wife.  They return to their room for more passion before dinner.

 When morning comes Paul finds himself being woken by John.  Today is the day that Paul goes back to the doctor to have his cast replaced and John has taken off work to help get him in and out of the house.  After an early breakfast Vickie cuts up some of Johns sweats to cover Paul as best she could and dresses him while John watches and makes fun of him.

 Once ready John carries Paul out onto the front porch and is looking down onto the driveway when he says, “You came in my wife’s mouth last night.”  Paul looked to the driveway in horror as John then began to laugh and slowly headed down the stairs.

 Later that day and back at home, Paul’s cast had been cut down to the knee and it was determined that he was doing fine.  John sat Paul in the living room and while trying to put his crutches together joked with Paul about having to go back to work but not knowing what Vickie was going to do with him.  Vickie joined right in and everyone had a good laugh.

 John left after lunch, kissing Vickie and telling her not to fuck him too much.  Vickie could only smile and ask, “Is that possible?”

 Vickie walked to where Paul was sitting in the easy chair and unbuttoned her shirt letting it fall open exposing very little.  When she leaned towards Paul and put her hands onto the chair her shirt fell open allowing full access for Paul’s wandering hands.  He sucked and groped her breasts until she had to step back and remove her pants.  Noticeably bothered she works hard to remove his pants leaving them hanging on his cast.  Vickie stares at Paul’s cock while touching herself and then climbs up and onto the chair to straddle him.  Paul holds still as this determined woman mounts him and begins to ride upon him slowly.  Orgasms rock her body over and over as she pleasures them both until Paul can hold back no more and releases his load deep inside her.

 She lays atop him for several minutes before beginning her climb down.  When John arrives home Vickie is still naked from her afternoon with Paul and serves the men dinner.  After dinner John corners her in the kitchen and she tells him every detail.  Excited beyond belief John takes his wife to their room and makes passionate love to her while she tells him more of her fantasies knowing that this may make them very well become reality.

        This was just the beginning of their special friendship as she serviced both men for many years to come and long after Paul’s leg had healed. 
        
        The Storyman

As Leah viewed the little whip, her mind began to wander
into thoughts of Ian. She remembered the day they’d met.
That perfectly, sunny day. The kind where there are white,
fluffy clouds drifting to and fro. There was a breeze that
day. Soft, gentle, cool. The sun was hot and exotic. She
had been walking alone in the park as she’d done everyday.
Watching the squirrels run and chase. She had sat upon a
bench under a lilac bush. She sat there to allow the sweet
scent to intoxicate her brain and to glide her thus from
reality. “Surely it is this moment at which mine eyes have
gazed upon true beauty.” The first words he’d spoken to
her. In a voice that would melt stone. It was a calm, cool,
proud voice. Her first glimpse upon him. His black hair
shimmering like the feathers of a raven. His skin slightly
tan. As tan as porcelain can be that is. Honey brown eyes
that warmed Leah’s skin more than the sun could ever hope
to be capable of. Lips so perfectly sculpted that even MichelAngelo
hadn’t the talent for.

She was instantly drawn into him. Not drawn to him. Drawn
into him. From that moment, she knew that whatever this
man asked of her, she would do. Not willingly, not gladly,
but ecstatically.

It was several minutes of looking upon each other. Diving
into each other’s eyes. Before he spoke again. There it
was again. That amazing voice. The one Leah will go to her
grave via it ringing into her ears. He introduced himself.
As did she. He kissed her hand. She blushed. He asked her
to dinner that night. She accepted.

It wasn’t but a month later that he shared with her his true
desire for her. He expressed that he’d grown quite fond
of her and, to tell the truth, was completely bewitched
by her. He ran his fingers through her red curls, slightly
tugging at the roots as he did during love making. Each tug
made her loins burn for she could remember the feel of his
thrusts as he pulled on her hair.

Of course, Leah’s heart was captivated the very moment
his voice pierced her very essence. As she expressed to
him in return to his confessions. She explained that his
voice was carried on the wind whenever they were apart.
She told him that he had the ability to weaken her knees and
drive her to the floor in just a spoken word.

With that, Ian smiled and sat her directly in front of him.
He looked acutely into her eyes. He began to vocalize suggestions
out of his mouth that both excited and terrified Leah to
her very being. Things that she knew a free human would never
agree to. Yet, wasn’t she truly free anyway. He’d already
captured her heart, her mind, her womb. These things belonged
to him already. However, now... now Ian was asking her to
make it definite. To give herself over to him completely.
Of course he did not require an answer that very day. He’d
just wanted to plant the idea into her head and cause the
seed of curiosity to grow.

For several months after that, Ian’s love making became
more intense. His wants and desires during sex were to be
met in every way and in every appetite. If Leah refused (which
was rare), Ian would spank her bare buttocks and demand
it of her. His voice, which always set Leah right, had become
more firm. His touch and his grip more profound. All the
while, he would ask her if she would give herself to him.
That he wanted nothing more than her complete submission
to him.

Leah fought with this. She’s been raised to believe women
are to stand up for themselves. That no woman is to be treated
disrespectfully. What Ian was asking of her... and what
she herself longed for... went against everything she’d
ever known. Though, he’d never really been disrespectful
to her. He’d always shown the upmost respect for her and
continually included her opinions in his decisions about
the household. And... What did he really mean by complete
submission anyway. She had already begun to wear the clothes
that he told her to wear. Ones that made her spread thighs
easily accessible to him. Skirts with no panties worn underneath.
Bras with clasps in the front. No matter where they were,
Ian’s hand was on her upper-thigh, middle finger sliding
in and out of her keeping her constantly moist. She agreed
to him buying only the foods that he liked and her cook it
for him. They’d moved in together almost the very week they’d
met. He watched over her as she bathed. Told her how to wear
her hair and make-up. All of these things, and more, she’d
do especially for him because she knew he liked it. What
else was it that he was wanting from her.

Finally, just a few weeks ago, Ian had sat Leah down, again,
and explained just what it was he expected of her. However,
this time, Leah’s heart jumped around with glee. All the
while extremely terrified. Except for the few smacks on
her flanks from her lover, she’d never felt the lash of a
whip. He was telling her that if she gets out of line, he will
be forced to whip her. Telling him no, not listening to him,
being late, disrespecting his friends... all were cause
for the lashings. He would keep a toll of them and at the end
of the day, she would be punished for each and everyone.
That when she decided she was ready, she was to begin training
to be his slave, pure and simple. That every move she made
from then on, was for him. Her hands, her mouth, her eyes,
her loins, all of her would be his to do with what he wished.
That from that moment on, she would no longer have a say about
her own body.

Leah, for the past few weeks thought long and hard about
what it was she was handing over to Ian. Of course she would
do it. Really, hadn’t she already done all this anyway?
Last week Ian asked to spank her, just to show her what she
was in for. Without hesitation, she was on her knees, bent
over a stool, his bare hand smacking hard against her white
cheeks. Each swat harder than the last. All stinging. At
one point, Leah cried out, yet that seemed to cause Ian to
inflict even crueler. He commented several times on how
red her ass had gotten. When he’d finished spanking her,
he’d taken her from behind and in an orifice where he’d rarely
penetrated himself into. Which, of course, made Leah cry
out more. After, Ian laid her on the bed and made love to her
the rest of the night explaining how much he loved her. How
his love would only increase with her being his fully and
completely.

Now, she stood in front of a glass case which held the instrument
that will inflict the final step of submission to Ian. He
was not with her. She was on her work lunch break. Ian had
gotten her a job in an advertising firm. He trusted her to
work. Although, even to work, she wore exactly what he told
her to. She never knew when he’d show up to her office and
demand that she caress him or open herself to him. She had
happened upon this store weeks ago. Before Ian had made
his final confessions of what he’d desired from her. She’d
seen the little whip several times. Imagined it’s bite.
Today was the day she chose whether to buy the little whip
or not. She knew that buying this for Ian would turn him from
lover to Master the second it was placed into his hands.
Leah would never be allowed to call Ian by his name again.
He would demand another, more appropriate title, to be
spoken from her lips. If he allowed her to speak at all that
is. Presenting this to Ian would surly take Leah over that
edge of which there is no climbing back out of. So she stood
pondering.

Was she ready?

It would please Ian beyond imagination for Leah to give
herself to him. The constant smile in his eyes. The constant
rise of his cock whenever she was bent over or chained and
receiving it’s cut. The way he would make love to her after
and tell her how much he loved her. The ringing of his voice
repeating “Mine!” in her ears. The pounding of her heart
and the moisture between her legs gave her the answer without
delay.

She was ready.

Leah bought the little whip. She called into work and let
them know she would not return that day. She went home directly
and begun to prepare the house, and herself for the dedication
and vow she would make that evening when Ian got home. She
bathed and perfumed just the way Ian liked her. Left her
hair down. Ian loved her hair down. He would yank on it while
he bent her over and entered her from behind. His hands were
constantly playing in her hair as he was on top of her. Pulling
it in unison of each of his thrusts. Leah found a black lace
choker ornamented with a single pearl which hung in the
center and put it round her neck. The pearl sat right in the
cleft of her neck and shoulder bones. Yes, that looked close
to a collar and the pearl it’s tag. She found matching bracelets.
They gave the illusion of cuffs. She put on some black, lacy
shoes with heavy heals. The shoes forced her buttocks to
accentuate and her body to show itself in an alluring way.
Leah stood and went to the closet to find something suitable
to wear when she caught her reflection in her large three
way mirror. How vulnerable she appeared. Naked, open,
free. No, no clothes. She would present herself naked to
her lover. All that was left was for her to wait for Ian’s
key to turn in the door and for him to enter.

Not more than an hour had gone by and, just as she’s expected,
the key turned and his robust figure entered into the house
dressed in his normal work clothes. A silk Itallian suit,
tailored especially for him. He wore suits all of the time.
One would think he did so because his job required it or because
he looked good in them. However, Leah knew he wore them because
they made him look more domineering and masterful. Ian
called out for her. She answered to let him know where she
was. He walked through the foyer which lead to the living
room, rounded the corner and entered through it’s arched
doorway removing his tie and unbuttoning the top button
of his shirt. The site he saw stopped his hand from unbinding
anymore buttons. There before him, in the center of the
lush room, a naked and exposed Leah. Sitting up on her knees
with a little whip laying in her open palms which were raised
in a giving position. She was wearing but a lace choker graced
with a single pearl, bracelets to match, the shoes he’d
bought her a while back, and an expression that spoke volumes.
The nipples of her breasts were emphasized with rouge,
as was it’s cleft. Her thighs were also accentuated and
Ian could smell the perfume with a hint of earthy musk. A
smell he knew all too well. When Ian’s eyes finally met hers,
Leah gazed at him and spoke.

“I present myself unto you, my Lord, to do with as you wish.
My hands, my mouth, my loins, my body, and my heart, they
all are now yours.” She lifted the little whip a bit higher.
“Please accept this gift as a symbol of my vow which I have
spoken unto you.. May you use it as you see fit.”

Leah shivered with terror as to what would come next. Ian
saw this and recognized it. The fear in her eyes. It both
stimulated him and angered him. “Sit still!” He took a step
towards her and watched as she held back the flinch. “Sit
still, I said”. He leaned down and reached out his long arm.
With his large hand, he cupped one of her breasts. With the
other, held the nape of her neck, forcing her head back.
He leaned further and with his lips barely touching hers.
She could feel his hot breath. His hand went from her breast,
down her tummy, and plunged a finger deep into her. She let
out a moan which was captured into his lips. “You declare
yourself completely unto me?”

Gasping, Leah whispered “Yes, Sir!”

Ian removed his hand from her, licked his finger, and took
the whip from Leah’s out stretched palms. “Put your hands
to your sides.”

Leah did as was commanded of her.

Ian undid his suit pants and let them drop to his knees revealing
his fully erect penis. He, himself never ware anything
under his pants. For the same reason he’d told Leah not to
wear panties. “Open your mouth!” His voice was heavy and
breathless.

Again, Leah did what was commanded of her.

Ian slipped his thick, heavy cock into her mouth. He held
fast to the back of Leah’s neck to keep her head back and mouth
open. His other hand took a tight grip of the hair on the top
of her head to keep it still. Leah felt the handle of the whip
pressed to her scalp. At first he dipped slowly. Letting
her mouth become very wet around him. Then he commenced
to thrust into it, hitting the back of her throat, gagging
her on occasion. He let out a loud grunt and removed himself
from Leah’s mouth only to release himself all over her lips,
neck, breast and stomach. He let his seed flow onto her like
rain. Some landed on her thighs. Her arms. Her hands.

Ian let go of Leah’s hair and neck only to clasp her shoulders.
In his gasps he repeated the words, “Mine... You are mine”.

Leah repeated, “I am yours, Sir”.

Ian stood up straight, pulled his pants up and fastened
them. He looked at Leah, who’s eyes were full of love, lust,
fear, terror, adornment, and wonder. He glanced upon the
silk, white semen he’d just spilt all over his new possession.
He spoke with pride. “I have just marked you as mine. As a
beast marks his territory in the woods.. From this point
on, all you say or do will be allowed only by me.” He continued
to explain just what it was, in full, that which he expected
from now on. She was right in her assumption earlier, she
would never be allowed to address him by his name. She would
either call him Lord or Master. In public she would address
his as “Sir”. As a matter of fact, Leah would no longer be
permitted to speak unless lured by Ian’s allowance of it.
Even then, it must only be “Yes Sire, or No Sire”. Everything
must be followed with “Lord”, “Master”, or “Sir”. He walked
around her and pushed her over. Brought her arms in front
of her and made her bend over to where her cheek rested on
the floor. Leah’s round buttocks were thus higher than
her head. Ian forced Leah’s legs slightly apart exposing
both of her underside orifices, making her even more uncomfortable.
Leah felt his hands gliding all over her backside. Nails
digging into her skin. He spoke on her body more as a pleasure
toy than a human skin. Sized Leah up like a horse getting
ready for racing. A finger slid into her pussy. She gasped.
Ian laughed. His fingers moved to her ass and slipped into
it. Leah then moaned. Again, Ian laughed. Then she felt
the whip upon her. He was tickling it over her skin. It’s
roughness both tickled and chafed. “This whip represents
my love for you, Leah. It will both tickle you and chafe you.
I will use this whip upon your flanks and ass often to help
you not forget my love for you and your vow to me.” He slid
the whip all over her body. Over the back. Around her sides.
Onto her breasts which hung exposed and whose tips grazed
the rough carpeted floor which irritated them and caused
them to harden. The whip returned to her back and to her backside.
It snuck it’s way to her inner thighs and up the pat of her
buttocks. Ian departed the whip from her body. Minutes,
which seemed like days, went by. Leah felt Ian’s eyes on
her. Felt as they penetrated to her essence. Then came the
whistle Leah had feared since the day she’d laid eyes on
the little whip. The very sound that heralded utter agony.
The calling that demanded her total devotion in order to
endure. Suddenly there it was. The pain. The condemnation
of that blessed and holy instrument. The sanctified object
that held Leah’s vows and now administered her Master’s
love.

Leah let out a scream that would deafen the world. She broke
her nails as she clawed into the carpet beneath her. Never,
in all her life, in all her imagining, in all her expectations,
did she think it would feel like this. The anguish resounded
through her body and shivered her bones. It wasn’t but a
minute until the second whistle announced. Leah tried
bracing herself, yet could not. Again Leah howled and wailed.
She lay clutching the carpet best she could. This... this
implement of her vows and Ian’s love. This is what she herself
had chosen. Handed it to her Sir willingly. Gave into his
hands the right to do what he was now doing. She despised
the retched thing at this moment. Hated it. Loathed it’s
bite. And held more respect for it than ever. She felt the
welts beginning to grow. She wondered what color they were
turning. She wondered how long she would feel this sting.
A tinge of pride went through Leah’s mind and soul right
about then. She knew that she would be feeling this for weeks.
Pain that will serve as a constant reminder of this night’s
vow to her Lord. Her pride bubbled and blossomed. She spoke.
The only words repeating in her very substance. “I am yours,
my Lord”.

Leah felt Ian’s hands upon her burning ass. His hands both
annoyed and soothed the affliction. He knelt with one knee
on either side of her backside. His pants were lowered making
his knees bare. He leaned over her sliding his hands up her
back, along her arms, and down to her hands at which point
he intertwined his fingers with hers. The whip was still
in his right hand and it’s handle was between his palm and
the back of Leah’s hand. He had opened his shirt completely
which granted his bare skin to press against Leah’s. He
kissed the back of her neck and confided loving words through
a voice, which to Leah, was now the voice of God. Except to
ease his again hardened cock into her pussy, he barely moved
so that his skin would not depart from her’s. Her buttocks
burned at each slight thrust. She moaned from both pleasure
and agony.

She faked an angry look and came over and swung a leg over me, straddling me. “You better go in with me, you don’t want to see me when I’m angry, you wouldn’t like me when I’m angry.” With that, she plopped down, putting all her weight on my chest. To my surprise, I could feel her hot and damp pussy through my shirt. My cock all but jumped. She started to tease me, biting my ear and running her nails across my chest. I didn’t know what to do with myself, my fantasies finally coming true. She wiggled her way down, ending up with her hot pussy pressing right over my dick. I looked down at the spot on my chest that she had been on top of and saw that it was wet with her juices. She looked at it too, but pretended she didn’t notice. By now, my dick was rock hard and aching to get free of my pants. She looked up at me teasingly with her teeth biting her lip and said, “Oh my gosh, a you seem to be a little excited by me, don’t you?” With that, she leaned back, grabbed my inner thighs and dug her nails into them, hard. This drove me over the edge. With her leaning back, her skirt was hiked up and I could see her glistening pussy looking straight at me. I couldn’t take it any more, and shoved two fingers up her pussy as hard as I could. She gasped and squeezed my thighs again with her hand and squeezed my fingers with the walls of her steaming cunt. I couldn’t believe how tight she was and was even more surprised when I felt that she was a virgin. I slowly began sliding my fingers out, gaining a look of disappointment from andrea, but then rammed them back in, making her squeal in pleasure. Watching as my fingers disappeared and reappeared, her wetness dripped down onto my shirt again. I brushed my thumb against her clit and her leg twitched and her breath became heavier as I continued to finger fuck her pussy and swirl my thumb on her clit as fast as I could. She started to thrust against my hand and moaning and I knew she was close to coming, and I stopped. She stared at me, trying to hide her anger.

She sat back down, and finally remembered the throbbing cock under her. She flashed me a knowing smile and undid my belt, my zipper and reached down my pants. Fumbling a bit, she got my thick 7 inch dick out of my pants and squeezed it, slowly and deliberately stroking it up and down. She teased me saying, “Oh is this what you want? Are you sure?”as she gently squeezed my balls and continued to pleasure my cock with her hand.

Drops of precum oozed out of the tip and she timidly licked it off, as I dug my nails into her back, making her gasp in pleasure. She swirled her tongue around the tip, then the whole head, flicking it here and there, always looking up and smiling, knowing I couldn’t take much more. I was aching, so horny that it hurt. She put the tip in her mouth and I just couldn’t wait, and shoved her onto my dick until her nose touched my stomach and I coul feel my cock down her throat. After a good number of seconds I pulled her off by her hair, jerking her head back. She barely got a chance to tell me how horny the pain was getting her before I shoved myself back in her. She needed no more coaxing as she alternated between deep-throating me, her tongue licking me from the bottom to the tip and focusing on teasing the head as she grasped the length of me and pulled me off. Her tongue was forceful, sending waves of pleasure through me as I felt my cum come rushing out of my balls and into her mouth. I didn’t have time to warn her, but I just pushed her mouth once again to the base, as far as it could go as I spilled more cum out of me than I ever could remember. There was so much I could hear her gagging and it trickling out the corners of her mouth, down her chin. When I was done, she swallowed it all, licking the parts that had fallen down her face like a slut. My slut.

She bit my ear and neck and whispered, “I need your cock in me.”

More to come….

I winked at Paul taking him by the hand leading him up the stairs towards our bedroom. Mark followed behind, as we entered the bedroom Mark sat in the chair in the corner as I moved towards Paul. He placed his arms round me and we kissed once more as he slowly removed my clothes.

I moved onto our bed looking at Mark licking my lips as Paul removed his clothes. I turned to Paul seeing his large black cock. My eyes opened wide as he joined me on the bed. We kissed once more as he caressed my body. He run his large hand up my thigh until he found my pussy which was already very wet.

He slipped as finger gently inside my pussy and eased it back and forth. As I started stroking his cock feeling it getting harder by the moment. Paul kissed my neck slowly working his lips downwards. He licked and sucked hard on each nipple. He tongue continued moving down the tip running down my tummy. I parted my legs wide until I felt his tongue replace his finger.

He parted the lips of my pussy as his tongue flicked gently over my clit. I moved my hips as he probed his tongue into my wet pussy. Paul eased his body round placing his legs either side of my head. I held his large black cock as I licked the tip. He eased it down slipping it into my mouth. I begun to suck it hard as he pushed it deeper until it was fully in my mouth.

He tongue was working my pussy as we slowly mouth fucked either. I heard Paul say your wife’s juices are so sweet as he pushed his tongue back inside my pussy. I caressed his balls as I sucked on his black cock lightly moving the teeth up and down the full length of his cock. He eased back and laid beside me holding me as we kissed again. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my tummy.

Paul fingered my wet pussy once more as he moved between my open legs. I looked at him saying fuck me give me that black cock. Paul held his cock letting the tip lightly touch the opening of my pussy. We kissed as he gently eased every inch inside me. We laid there not moving kissing as I felt his large black cock inside me.

Slowly he eased his cock back and forth as I moved my hips meeting him as we started to fuck each other. I looked over to Mark smiling as Mark smiled back. I whispered fuck me as Paul started to move a little faster.

It was then I remembered I had to stop taking the pill as it had made me sick. I told Paul to pull out telling Mark to get a condom out the draw for Paul to put on. Mark opened the draw and with a look of horror on his face he told me the packet was empty. I told Paul to fuck me but pull out and cum in my mouth.

Paul said ok and started to fuck me once more. I called out yes give me that black cock deeper, harder give me all you have. I looked at Mark as he returned to the chair only this time he was not smiling. I winked at him as I moved my hips taking Paul’s black cock deeply in to my pussy.

After what seemed an age Paul eased back and turned me onto my tummy. He held my waist slipping his cock back inside me taking me hard from behind. I arched my back so he could push deeper into me. He moved his large hands round my body cupping my hanging tits as the rocked to the timing of his fuck.

I pushed back hard onto him as my body started to shake. I called out YES fuck me I’m cumin don’t stop. As he pushed hard into I called out YES as my pussy exploded over his large black cock. I looked towards Mark telling him how I had cum hard over Paul’s lovely large black cock.

Paul eased back once more turning me again. He moved between my legs his cock slipping back inside me. I reminded him not to cum in me as he started to fuck me faster. I called out cum in my mouth as his cock worked my pussy once more. I started to shake again as my second climax exploded over his black cock.

I was now lost in the moment as our skin slapped together as our hips met in the timing of our hot fuck. I could feel his balls slapping against me as they rocked with each thrust of his cock went into me deeply. We kissed with passion as I run my hands over his back.

Paul really pumped his black cock to and from my pussy as his finger started to work my clitoris. I laid back enjoying his fuck I called out his so big his so good as I came for the third time even harder this time.

I placed my arms over my head moving my hips saying don’t cum in me cum in my mouth on my tits or over my face as he cock hit home deeply inside me. His fuck was so good the best fuck I had ever had from a black guy.

I gripped his ass pulling him deeper into me saying YES fuck my little pink pussy, pump that black cock into me give it to me fuck me. It was at this point I didn’t want him to stop I was so turned on and excited.

Paul caressed my tits as they rocked to his fuck he leant down licking my nipple sucking it into his mouth holding it gently between his teeth flicking his tongue hard over it. I now forgot Mark was sitting there as we rocked in perfect timing fucking each other.

Paul could out get your mouth ready I’m cumin. I moved my hips saying no cum in me fill my pussy. Paul continued pushing into me until I felt his cock starting to throb deeply inside me. I called out yes fill my pussy as he pushed once more then stop. I gripped his ass pulling him into my pussy deeply as I felt him cum hard inside.

We laid there kissing as I felt him shooting long jets of cum inside my pussy. As he slowly eased from me I looked at Mark telling him with a smile on my face how much Paul had filled my little pussy with his cum.

Paul got dressed and left. Mark fucked me all night saying how good I looked with a black guy between my legs and pussy full of black cock. I told him how big and thick he was and how I cum time and again over his black cock.

Three months later I found out I was pregnant we were so happy. As the months pasted we planned everything. We did the spare room up and it all looked so nice. We had names ready if it was a boy or girl.

We were so happy as I went into the delivery room Mark at my side holding my hand as I started to push. I screamed out as finally the baby the born and placed on my tummy. They told me it was a boy I looked down and could not believe I had given birth to a black baby.

It was Paul who had made me pregnant and I called him two days later to let him know. Mark treats the baby as his own. Paul has now moved in with us and I spend every Saturday night in Paul’s bed as Mark sleeps in our bed. I have the best of both worlds a loving husband who lets me have a black lover. Mark loves nothing more than laying in our bed hearing me being fucked hard by Paul.

We spoke and caught up and he tells me that he himself is now bisexual after our experience he loved the boys himself and he had asked me if I was in a relationship and turns out we both were not and we both got talking about the time we shared our bodies and it turned us on. He asked me if he wanted to meet up again and try it since we were not in a relationship so there was no guilt or chance of getting dumped and he had told me something very strange which I found very very sexy and aroused me so fast I got a hard on that just struggled to get out of my boxers.

He told me that he finds being hypnotized the best thing for him and I saw a picture of him in his msn picture and he had the nicest 6 pack id ever seen and the nicest dyed red hair, he said to me “ just think about it Tom me being hypnotized il be under your control” I knew he only said that to turn me on and it worked I had to toss off even to the thought of it, he started to turn me on even more by saying “ just Imagen what you could do to me and il have 0 control ul have 100% control over me my body and my massive hard cock” that sent me over the edge and I squirted all over my hand

He had told me that if I wanted his body I would have to hypnotized him, I sure as hell wouldn't say no to that so I found a hypnotizing video and stuck it on my phone for the day we meet up and we share our bodies once more, he came online the next day and said to me that he would send me a script or a mini play of how the couple of hours we will spend together will go, which I thought was strange but at the same time it turned me on wanting to know what it would say and he had sent it to me and I took a look and my cock was growing this is what he said in the email..

-We walk deep into the woods-

-Then you show me your mobile lolling me into a false sense of security-

- That is when you play the video-

- This is when I start resisting that is when you keep my attention focused on the video and here is what you what you say-

-Look deep into the spiral Tyson-

-That is when when I stop resisting and you will know I have when my eyelids drop slightly-

-Then you say when I snap my fingers you will be my obedient sex puppet-

• I will respond yes master whatever you ask-.

Just reading it made me wonna blow a massive cum shot inside my boxers, the fittest boy I know and he is offering himself to me naked on a platter, I thought to my self this is the best thing that could ever happen to me and I couldn't wait any longer and had to meet me asap so we agreed to meet up at Burger king, later that week I got up that morning had a shower shaved all my pubic hair so I was clean and fresh as I was funny like that and as I was walking down the village I had a massive smile on my face and I walked up the road, I saw him Tyson standing there in a tight vest which you could see his 6 pack even with the vest on. We walked around for a bit catching up like what we have been doing and stuff and we walked pasts a quite woodland lane which no 1 had used after there was a fire in the printing factory right next to the trees where we were walking and we found a small a small path leading into the trees.

We were right in the middle of the trees in the far corner completely covered from any ones sight, we took off our coats and laid them on the ground to cover up the sticks and what not and we laid there on the coats looking deep into each others eyes, he had the most beautiful eyes emerald green eyes that made me feel like I was in heaven. I went in for the 1^st kiss and he moved his face away and I looked at him in the oddest way like I done something wrong and he winked at me and he moved his hand and started to rub my leg and moved his hand up and squeezed my ass which made me jump a little, he looked at me and said “ There is only 1 way ul get me to do stuff with you Tom and you know how” he said that with a big smirk and I got out my phone and found the video and played it to him and he pretended to resist we both knew that we wanted it to happen but we both just had fun as I got him to watch the video his eye lids slowly began to close bit by tiny bit and his head lowered and his eye lids were shut.

I moved in closer to him and whispered “when I snap my fingers you will obey my voice and every command I give you no matter what it is and no matter how much you may not wish to do it, do you understand?” Tyson nodded and I snapped my fingers …. this is it my dream come true the sexiest boy I know and he is my puppet and my cock started to grow just thinking this alone and I thought about all the things I could do to him like get him to snog me or deepthroat on my cock till he passes out or just shove my hard cock in his ass and lay my seed inside of him so many possibility, but suddenly I thought to myself why don't I have some fun before I do so I looked at Tyson and said to him “when I snap my fingers you will think your a female dog or should I say bitch in heat looking for a male” So I snapped my fingers and got on all 4s and walked around like a dog and I said “come to your master bitch” and he walked over and I unzipped my jeans and slid them off and tossed them to 1 side and I stood in front of him with the semi-hard on.

He sat there like a real dog and began to moan like a real dog with his eye glued to my cock which was showing threw my boxers and I said to the bitch “come to your master and sniff my balls and cock” He did as he was told and walked on all 4s over to his master and started to sniff, he gave a few licks which really turned me on a lot. I looked down at him and said “ If you sit and roll over like a good little doggie il give you a sweet and salty treat” and so Tyson did as he was told and I pulled down my boxers with my 7ich stretched out to its heart content.

I bent down and whispered in his ear “when I snap my fingers you will be a human but you will be my obedient sex puppet, what I say you will do even if you don't like or feel comfortable with it you will do as your told no questions asked understand?!” Tyson shook his head still in deep sleep unaware of what is going on just his body moving on its own and now I thought to myself its time for me to have my sexual fun and as they say use and abuse him.

So for my 1^st order I told him to strip but slowly until he got to his boxers and he took off his shirt and tossed it to one side and unzipped his jeans and pulled them down and to my shock there stood in a pair of boxers and thick 8 inch cock, my jaw just dropped and I thought to myself wow. “now for my next order my beautiful sex puppet take off your boxers slowly” and he grabbed the sides of his boxers and pulled them down slowly I was just waiting to see his massive cock to spring out and there its was fully grown 8 inch, my cock shot up faster then anything “now come over here and lick on my balls” Tyson walked over and got on his knees and began to lick my balls so brilliantly and it felt so good I couldn't believe it, it was like I was on cloud 9 and by now I wanted to really abuse his body.

“my next order is to start sucking my cock like its your favourite lolly and if I put my hands on you head and push down,you might start to gag and choke but you will still carry on and not resist as you will obey my every order and please your master, do you understand?” Tyson shook his head like the brain dead puppet he was and he moved his head up and opened his mouth and the head of my dick was being sucked

so perfectly I just wanted to explode in his mouth but I knew I had to hold it in so I gave my next juicy order to my sex puppet and told him to go deeper on my cock and treat it like a piece of candy where if you stroke it nicely and suck ul get the salty reward and he did just that he start to stroke my cock slowly and sucked on the head of my cock I was moaning like no woman had treated me and I knew I could feel my ball twitching and my cock gittering.

I knew that even if I stopped I would still explode so I put both my hands on his head and push down with such a force I could feel his nose hit my stomach and I said “swallow my warm cum you puppet” and I could feel small tugs as if he was trying to pull away but I kept a firm grip on him and I could see his face going red and hearing him gag made me explode making him swallow every drop as shot after shot run down his throat I slowly took out my cock from his abused throat and he chocked on some of my cum “Good little puppet even I am overall pleased” me and him sat on the floor, Tyson was catching his breath while my cock was going down and small.

I took out a bottle of water and took a few mouth fulls and I looked at the time and seem we had been at it for nearly 2 hours and I needed to be home. So I turned my head to Tyson and said “When I snap my fingers you will return to normal” and I snapped my fingers and he had regained himself and I had told him what we did and he was really happy and he asked that we do it again and I was more then happy to and so we walked off in different paths waiting for the day when we would meet up and maybe I would be abused.

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P.S. The Characters in this story are made up