He was just pondering whether he could get away with sneaking off early, with a sprig of mistletoe in his hat; and cruise the pubs, when he heard a small, quiet sounding voice call.
“Hello, is anyone still here?”
Santa heaved a deep sigh, oh well, I suppose I have to, and so he answered in his best deep voice “Hellooo, Yes, Santa’s still here, come on through.”
After a few seconds, a young woman appeared, pretty, very attractive, so much so that he remembered her from this morning, with a young boy of 3, but she appeared to be on her own this time. She also appeared to be quite nervous and shy.

“Hi” she said “I wasn’t sure if you would be still here, hmmm, there was nobody outside…” her voice trailed off.
She was fidgeting, and sounded very nervous, looking quite awkward standing in the archway.
Hmmm interesting thought Santa.
“How can I help you young lady, we don’t normally give out presents more than once, emmm was there something wrong with the one this morning” he asked her?

She stepped forward into the Grotto, and replied “no, at least I don’t think so, I won’t let him open it until Christmas morning, well it’s just…that, I was…” she slipped back into a nervous silence, he noticed that she was now blushing.
“Yes” he prompted her.
She went even redder and more awkward in her stance; she glanced around towards the entrance and then turned back.
“Well, hmmmm, I was just wondering, well…” she squeezed her eyes shut and took a deep breath, “if Santa has anything for this little girl.”

For a second, he thought, no, she didn’t just say that, really…but she did, it was said clearly. After a few seconds of silence, in which the young woman/girl, looked as if she was wishing for the ground to open up and swallow her, Santa said “Well, well, well then” he said in his deepest Santa voice, “why don’t you come and sit on my knee little girl.”

For a second he thought he had heard wrong, and that he had just dropped himself into some very serious shit, but she moved forward, still shy and awkward and blushing, but with a hint of a naughty smile on her lips and in her eyes.

She advanced towards Santa and twisting slightly, she sat down on his lap. His cock was already getting harder, but as she sat down she wiggled and let out a very girly giggle as she pressed her bum firmly into his lap, causing his cock to become very erect, albeit a bit squashed. She kept her head down and adopted the “I am shy” pose with her hair concealing her face.

“Well then little girl, I am not sure we have anything for you, hmmm.”
“Ohhh I don’t know Santa” she replied, wiggling her bum “I am sure you can find something for me.”
“Oh, really, well let’s see, but first things first” he said, allowing his hand to drop down to her tights clad knee “have you been a good or bad little girl?”
She hung her head further, but remained silent.
“I’m sure you have been a good girl?”
She shook her heard.
“What” making his voice a bit sterner, “you mean you’ve been a bad little girl?”
She nodded her head.
“Hmmm well then, a naughty little girl” his hand was now caressing her inner thigh and she allowed her knees to part a little, which he took as a positive sign. She was wearing a short grey skirt and he began to advance his hand upwards, ready to pull back if he went too far.

“Well then, young lady, I think you should tell me what a naughty girl you have been, don’t you?”
She just nodded her head and pushed against his very hard and painfully erect cock, he let out a quite groan.
“Hhmmm, well, perhaps you should tell Santa your name first?”
“It’s Susan.”
“And how old are you Susan?”
“I am 22, 22 and half.”
“Well Susan 22 and half, what makes you say you have been naughty?”
His hand began to push the hem of her skirt up her thigh, he glanced down, her legs parted further, and he could now see to his surprise that they were not tights as he had thought, but stockings. He could now clearly see the tops and the suspenders that were holding them up.
Christ he thought, this can’t be happening.

“Well then Susan, what have you done that makes you such a bad girl then?”
“It’s not my fault” she said in a little girl voice “I been a good girl for so long, I couldn’t help it.”
“Really, what couldn’t your help, my dear?”
His hand was now above her stocking tops, and he was caressing her smooth bare flesh.
“Thinking about you Santa, and since this morning I have been so excited I haven’t been able to get you out of my head.”
“Thinking about Santa isn’t that bad, but what have you been thinking about.”
In answer, Susan shifted forward a few inches, Santa’s hand was now pressed against a very smooth, and wet, pussy. Fuck, she isn’t wearing any knickers.
“Oh, I see, yes, you are a very, very naughty little girl, not wearing any knickers and coming and sitting on Santa’s knee.”
Susan just hung her head in silence.
Santa began to caress her silken smoothness, and then, thinking what the fuck, the dirty little minx, pushed his finger firmly between her cunt lips.
She let out a gasp and cried out “yessssssssss……”

“You naughty little girl, you like that don’t you” he asked? He continued to slowly but firmly to finger her tight but very wet cunt.
“Hmmm yes Santa”
“Tell Santa what you are?”
“A naughty girl and I want to be Santa’s little fuck whore.”
She cried out again, as Santa inserted another finger and thrust them hard into her cunt.
“And what else do you want from Santa this Christmas?”
“I want Santa’s big cock.”

Susan cried out again, as Santa was now fucking her with three fingers.
“Really, and what do you want to do with Santa’s big cock?”
She didn’t say anything but slide off Santa’s lap, his fingers making a slurping noise as they were pulled from inside her. She dropped to her knees, and then taking hold of Santa’s knees, she pushed them apart. Then she ran her hands down the inside of his thighs, toward the very pronounced tent in Santa’s red trousers, moving up and over she reached for his belt buckle and slowly undid it. And then she gripped the front of his trousers, she pulled and yanked them apart. With the buttons flying off in all directions, his boxer clad erection sprang out into a tent. Then Susan slid her hands over his hips, circling back toward his crouch, all the time maintaining eye contact.

Her hands came together and squeezed his cock, and then moved to the waistband Santa’s boxers, pulling it up and over his cock. It sprang out, erect and very angry looking.
“Ohhhh is this all for little me.”
Santa just nodded his head in reply.
She gripped is cock, and moved her hand up and down, lightly wanking his erection, she lingered over his cock head, squeezing out the precum and smoothing it up and down his cock head, tightening her grip as she did so, getting a groan in response.

Still keeping eye contact, she lent forward, and kissed the end of Santa’s cock, and then rang her tongue over it, and then around, and then ran the tip of her tongue down his shaft. Then she returned, all the time keeping the tip of tongue sliding up Santa’s big pole. When it reached his cock head, she kissed it, and let her lips slip over his cock head and allowed it enter her sweet cherry red mouth. She began to suck and run her tongue over his cock head, she could feel him tensing and arching, he thrust his hips upwards, but she lifted herself, preventing him form pushing his cock in further, yet maintaining her grip with her lips around Santa’s cock head.

She allowed him to relax, and then slowly began to bob her head up and down, just a few centimetres at first, sliding her tongue over his cock head as she did so. After doing this for a few minutes, she began to go further down his shaft, taking more of Santa’s cock into her mouth. Every time she did so, Santa made a groaning noise. Yet, still she would not let Santa thrust his cock into her mouth, each time he tried to raise his hip, she lifted upward. She was very skilled at sucking and teasing cock, and enjoyed the sound of the groans and whimpers from Santa. But she wasn’t ready to let Santa come yet, much as the thought of making him come in her mouth turned her on, but Susan had other plans. So she made one more slide down, and then very slowly slid her lips back up Santa’s thick shaft, teasing his cock head with her tongue, before allowing his cock to pop out.

Although Santa looked disappointed, he remained silent, as Susan, reached for her bag, and got something out. It was a tube, and she popped the cap and began to squeeze, what was clearly lube, into her hand. Then she reached for Santa’s cock and began to apply the lube to his cock, first the head then the shaft. She repeated the process again. It took all Santa’s self control not to come, and he groaned loudly has Susan wanked his cock. When she was satisfied that Santa’s cock was well lubed, she stood, and began to pull her skirt up around her waist, exposing her smoothly shaven pussy, framed by the suspenders. Santa so wanted to taste that sweet pussy, but Susan was clearly working to her own agenda.

“This is what I have been thinking about all day Santa.”
“Really what’s that” he asked?
“Can’t you guess, well” she slowly turned “I want to sit on Santa’s lap, with his big fat cock up my arse, while he finger fucks my Cunt.”
Oh my, he thought, this must be a dream.
Susan hands reached behind her, and began to pull her cheeks apart, her arsehole and the side of inner cheeks, were shiny and glistening and Santa realised that the dirty little minx was already lubed up.

“Well, you clearly are a naughty little girl, and Santa must show you what happens to bad girls.”
He gripped her hips and positioned her, “Now, ease yourself down.”
Slowly, Susan lowered herself down, until she could feel Santa’s cock pressing against her brown cherry. For a second she paused, taking deep breaths, trying to relax her anal ring. Then she began to press herself down, firmly but slowly. She bit her lip as Santa’s big cock began to force her tight arsehole apart. She gasped as Santa’s cock head broke though, pausing for a few seconds to allow herself to get use to his size.

Then she continued to lower herself, forcing Santa’s cock deeper inside her, until, finally her cheeks where resting on Santa’s thighs, her forehead was wet with perspiration. She shifted herself slightly and felt Santa’s hand move down between her thighs.
“Finger my cunt…finger fuck me hard, I am such a bad girl…I need Santa to fuck so bad…”
Without hesitation, Santa thrust his fingers into her soaking wet cunt, two at first, and began pumping his fingers in and out, while at the same time, he allowed his thumb to push up against her clit. After a few seconds, Susan allowed her self to rock back and forth, so that Santa’s cock was fucking back and forth inside her arse.

He finger fucked her really hard and fast, pushing his hand in deep and twisting it, probing for the ‘G’ spot. Susan was panting and groaning, crying out loudly with each deep thrust of his fingers. She was now jumping up and down in time with each thrust of Santa’s hand, fucking Santa’s cock hard and deep insider her arsehole. He couldn’t believe just how tight she felt, and how big this position made him feel.

Susan’s thighs closed around Santa’s deep thrusting hand, which had the effect of squeezing Santa’s cock even harder. He let out a loud grown, being unable to hold back any longer, he began to pump his spunk into Susan’s rectum, his finger fucking stopped and Susan concentrated on bouncing up and down Santa’s cock, now lubricated with his thick, warm spunk. At the same time Santa, pushed up to meet her as she came down, forcing his cock deeper. Susan grunted with each deep penetration.

After a few seconds Santa started finger fucking Susan again, but now he had three fingers inside her, she spread her thighs, allowing him to push in deep. Again he used his thumb to rub her clit, alternating the deep rapid fucks with rubbing her clit. Susan was now lost in a world of own, she hugged Santa tightly, totally unable to do anything, as wave upon wave of pleasure flowed over her. Santa’s cock remained hard and firmly buried in her arse. The wave of pleasure built up into a raging storm, crashing into her, her cries grew to a scream as she was hit by her orgasm. Her limbs spasmed and it took all of Santa’s strength to hold, and at the same time continue to pump her cunt. Once she had calmed a little, he pushed a forth finger in, and pushed in hard, forcing his big thumb up against her clit, and this triggered another orgasm, fast upon the tail of the first. The waves of pleasure crashing over Susan were so intense that she passed out.

Slowly, Santa began to ease off his finger fucking, waiting for Susan to come back to the present. As she gained self awareness again she cuddled and kissed Santa through his beard. Santa was exhausted and he allowed himself to drift into a light semi-sleep. He was aware of the pressure being removed from his lap, and something covering him. Suddenly he jerked awake and realised he that he was alone, Susan had left. Oh well, he thought never mind he thought, and began to pull his suit back into order.
Might has well get off back home to Mrs Santa, hmmm yes…

It was quite late when Susan arrived back from her mother's, with her son. As she pulled into the drive she could see the lights were on in the house. That indicated that her husband was home, probably having prepared the evening meal, and she was late. Her son was chattering away but her mind was still on events earlier this evening and she wasn’t paying attention. She was feeling a mix of guilt and euphoria, and quite a bit of soreness too, she wouldn’t be having anal sex for a week or two that was for sure.

Later after the meal, when she was washing up, her husband came and stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her neck and then said “Hello Santa’s little fuck whore, still feel like being a naughty little girl? I’ve bought the suit home with me, so we can play again later.”
Susan didn’t say a word, but simply pushed her bum against her husband's erection…she'd have to persuade him not to give up the Santa position at work, or at least keep the outfit.

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Standing in the doorway and just gossiping away was a couple of the ‘cool’ girls.  You know the type, “I’m pretty and popular so you will do as I say.”  One of them was Katie, a short blonde I truly despised, despite the fact that I jerked off to her regularly.

 

Well, who could blame me?  At fourteen, Katie was probably the only girl in our school with c-cup breasts.  They didn’t even look all that enormous on her, even though she was just over five feet tall.  Of course, her medium length blonde hair and blue eyes completed the look that all the guys got hardons over.

 

Whoa!  Almost forgot about her mouth…Katie’s big, puffy lipped mouth.  Looking at her you just got the feeling that she could suck your dick right off if she wanted.

 

Me?  I was the star of the track team, but kind of a nerd too.  I was popular with the girls, but never had a girlfriend until high school.  I was just under 6’, with a muscular build, brown hair and brown eyes.  In other words, I’m as average as a guy could be.  Put out an ABP for me and half the community gets dragged in.  Anyway, back to the story.

 

I never really liked those girls, especially Katie.  I think this was because she was so damn sexy.  I didn’t learn until much later that it was ok to just fuck a girl and not really give a shit about her one way or the other.  So, I wanted to be in class and have a good seat and the girl with the largest breasts in the school was in my way.

 

“Hey, excuse me.”

 

Katie just smirked, “Wait a minute.”

 

“Katie, let me into class,” I rolled my eyes theatrically.

 

Katie ignored me, so I did the most logical thing I could think of; I plowed right between her and her friend almost knocking Katie off her feet.  (It should be noted that her tits felt great rubbing across my chest.)

 

This, of course, left the two girls really pissed off.  Fortunately, I didn’t have to deal with it right away because the teacher followed them into the room.  Unfortunately, Katie ended up sitting behind me.

 

In the middle of the class, I felt heat near my head.  Katie had decided now was the time to curl her hair and was absentmindedly holding her iron right next to my ear, or so she later claimed.

 

Suddenly, the iron contacted my right ear and I instinctively reached up, grabbed the iron, and threw it across the room.

 

Now I won’t bore you with the details of what happened next, but there was some time for both of us in the principles office.  After this I was simply warned, but Katie had it slightly worse.  She threatened me.  She said that she and her boyfriend were going to kick my ass and that I should just watch it.  I said ok, whatever.  I didn’t really think anything would come of it.

 

Well, I was always a real smart ass those days and rather egocentric.  I thought I was as smart, or smarter, as anyone I knew.  This is probably why this offense brought forth the ‘consequences’ that it did.

 

I always walked home; anyone who knew me knew this to be the case.  Actually, I usually jogged.  It was about a mile and a half to my house from school, so even after practice I often thought of it as a cool down.  Katie decided that this was the time to catch me off guard.

 

There was a large, undeveloped area around an intersection of two roads on my path home.  The roads were only used by residents, so the traffic was minimal.  The area around the roads was mostly fried grass, some bluebells (a flower native to Texas), and some briars.  Trails crisscrossed the area.

 

I believe it was a Thursday when it happened.  I was jogging home when suddenly something moved to my right.  I sprinted.  The guy could not keep up, but I was tired from practice and decided I didn’t want to sprint home.  Besides I heard Katie’s voice.

 

“You fucking wimp,” was all she said.  Her boyfriend walked up to me and he didn’t look like he was going to give me a handshake.

 

“My boyfriend is going to fuck you-,” Katie’s big mouth dropped open as I threw the first punch and her boyfriend’s head jerked back.  I had hit him squarely in the nose and it just let go.  There was blood everywhere.

 

I wrung out my hand; it stung like you would not believe.  I then walked past the sobbing boy right up to the still shocked Katie.

 

“Katie, I don’t believe in starting fights, but I do believe in finishing them,” I paused trying to decide how to word the next part, “This one is finished Katie.  Don’t bother me anymore.”

 

Thinking I was done there, I turned around and started to walk home.  After a few minutes it became clear to me that Katie was following me.

 

“What do you want?” I turned around quickly.

 

“I, uh, you only hit him once?” Katie wore this confused look that was just strange.  Though a sexy blonde, she was as smart as anybody in the school.

 

“Yes,” I turned around and kept walking.

 

“You were, awesome.”

 

I stopped and looked at her, wondering what her game was.  I soon decided that this was no act, Katie was impressed with me.  She spoke before I did.

 

“Do you…want to go out?”

 

I probably blinked, then I know I looked around for the eight guys who were going to jump me.  Finding no one, I looked back at Katie.  I looked at all of her, wondering if I could get a taste of her after all.

 

“Kevin, please,” she gave me those doe eyes which only little girls really have.

 

“No,” I turned to walk away, thinking I shouldn’t look back.

 

“Please Kevin,” she sounded so desperate; I wanted to hurt her the way so many girls had hurt me.  I was always the nice guy, the friend, the guy no girl could date, but every girl could talk to.

 

“Katie,” I wheeled around and walked right up to her, my chest touching her breasts through her shirt, “the only thing I would ever want from you is a good fuck.  You are not a person I could ever love or even give a shit about.”

 

“Ok,” she didn’t even blink, “we don’t have to tell anyone.  There’s a place nearby my boyfriend likes to take me.”

 

I cocked my head to one side, trying to figure out her game.  The more I looked at her perplexed, the more she just seemed to be patiently waiting for an answer.

 

“If you are serious, take off your shirt now.”

 

Katie did not miss a beat, lifting her t-shirt over her head quickly, showing her c-cups in a plain white bra.  I wasn’t sure what to do for about fifteen seconds, but once I figured it out, I was in it all the way.

 

“Show me this place.”

 

I followed Katie for about fifteen minutes, right down a trail and into the backyards of a neighborhood not far from my own.  We ended up just a few feet from the fence of a playground.  The area was loaded with trees and had a backpack sitting under an old crate that must have been brought here.

 

Not sure what to expect, I watched as Katie took care of everything.  Getting out the backpack, she pulled out a large green blanket and spread it on the ground.  She then pulled out a box of condoms and tossed them on the ground.  Finally, she took off all her clothes and threw them into the backpack.

 

She stood there for a few minutes, her white skin and blonde hair making her so easy to see in this backdrop of green and brown.  Finally, she had something to say.

 

“I am a virgin Kevin.  I don’t want that to change.  You can only put it in my butt.”

 

Having said all there was to say, she turned around and got down on all fours…a bitch waiting for her fucking.

 

I stood there for a few minutes, trying to figure out exactly what she wanted, how to do it, and whether or not I really wanted to.  Katie was starting to get nervous; she kept looking over her shoulder and looking at me quizzically.

 

I stripped down quickly and moved to my knees behind her.  My cock was its full 6 inches and throbbing.  I had never wanted a girl so much as I did Katie…yet I hated her.

 

She started to give me instructions, something about going easy and lubricant, but I told her to shut the fuck up.  I was angry…and horny…and I didn’t know why.

 

Spreading her ass cheeks, her asshole was easy enough to find.  I put the head of my cock at her anus.  She started to say something about a condom when I drove in.

 

It was hard going at first, especially with her screaming.  But after a couple minutes I was all the way in.

 

“Kevin, please stop,” she was sobbing.

 

“You wanted this,” I said, no emotion in my voice.

 

“Kevin, you are so thick, it’s hurting me too much,” I moved my cock out of her and she shuddered, I thought maybe she liked it some.

 

“What was that?”

 

“It feels good, kinda, but you are too big Kevin, ple- ahhhh!”

 

I had started fucking her, just like I had watched in my Dad’s porns.  After a minute or so she stopped fighting and just held on.  She cried the whole time, but she also shuddered from time to time, maybe cumming?

 

I pumped my thick cock in and out of her tight ass over and over again, sweating more than ever in the heat of the day as I fucked this 14 year old slut’s ass.  I still cannot believe how good it felt as I fucked this girl, whom I hated.

 

Holding her wide hips in a death grip, I drove into her with wild abandon, even as she sobbed that she didn’t want me to cum inside her.  I simply didn’t care.  I fucked her ass harder.

 

This whole affair happened in less than twenty minutes I’m sure.  My cum built up so fast, I felt like I was in a race as I sped up to meet the urgency in my balls.  She moaned and had started to push back and that was all I needed.

 

I shoved myself all the way into Katie, grunted as my cock spewed a load of cum that must have been huge.  She said something just then, but I honestly don’t remember what it was.

 

When I was finished with her, I stood, got dressed, and left.  I had just had my first ‘grudge fuck.’

     "I bought several pairs as I'm not sure
     which style and colour you prefer.
     I'll be thinking of you wearing each pair.
     I hope you'll be thinking of me as well
     while you're wearing them.
     
     PS the black pair will look great with
     your birthday outfit."

My wife slowly unwrapped the parcel and opening the carboard box inside tipped out the contents to reveal that our son had bought his mother several assorted G-strings. The styles, colours and materials were all different and using her finger to seperate them my wife extracted a pair that was high cut, black stretch lycra and lace.

My wife and I were quietly shocked and surprised that our son would buy something as intimate as lingerie. He had never showed any signs of extra attraction towards his mother and he had always had girlfriends. My wife put the underwear back in the box and laughed it off as a joke present. Our son tried ringing on Mothers Day but his phone kept cutting out and we finally got an email in which he asked about his present arriving and that he was heading off in to the mountains for the next two weeks hiking so would be out of contact till then.

We talked and laughed about the present over dinner. Jokes were made and comments passed and I could feel a sexual vibe rising as we discussed relationships within families and older women / younger men. We went to bed that night and snuggled but no sex as my wife was still disturbed by the present and the message on the card.
I didn't push it and by Tuesday I had let the whole thing slide making no reference to the panties at all. My wife in the mean time had been quiet and distracted as if still deep in thought over the subject.

Wednesday night I arrived home from work and called to my wife as I entered the door. She called back from the kitchen for me to grab a shower as everything would be ready shortly. I assumed she was meaning dinner but was I going to be surprised by what was on the menu. I went to our room and undressed and then to the bathroom for a quick triple S , shower,shampoo and a shave. I walked back into our room with a towel around my lower half and another in my hands drying off my hair. With the towel in my hands and across my face I didn't see the bed until I stopped right next to it.

Laying on the bed surrounded by a number of pillows was my semi-naked wife in her birthday suit. She had added suspenders and stockings to the black g-string, our son had suggested she wear, from the box. The panties were extremely hi-cut with the elastic waist band reaching nearly to her navel but this just made the V of her legs and pussy look longer and deeper as well as highly erotic. My wife had her hair done as well as applied make up and the final touch was a black ribbon around her throat. All this against her pale skin was a vision of sensual delight. I felt an immediate jump by my penis as it pushed against the towel growing firmer by the second.

My towel hit the floor releasing my inflating penis so it sprung free to stand at attention. My wife rolled onto her side and her hand gripped my penis firmly as she gently tugged me closer to the bed.

"Do you like what Mummy has to offer?" she purred in a soft sexy voice

I only nodded as her lips surrounded the head of my penis with a sensual kiss. It was several seconds before my brain registered the word "Mummy". She fed my penis into her mouth working the shaft with her hand as her tongue rolled around the head. My knees became weak and I had to put my hand against the wall to stop me falling. The sights and sensations I was feeling were nearly overpowering. By now my penis was harder than it had been in ages, almost painful in the way it had stretched to its limit.

She let my penis slip from her grasp as she rolled over to show off her backside. The view from this side was no less exciting, as the thin strip of material circling her waist curved away into the crack of her arse.

"Do you like Mummys arse? Do you want to kiss it .... or fuck it?" again she spoke in a low breathless voice.

I climbed on the bed and began lavishly applying kisses to her arse. I took large bites of her supple flesh and sucked deeply to leave a trail of hickies across her butt as I worked my tongue to her highly prized arse hole.
She had let me finger her arse but never fuck it and now she was asking for it to be done. Again she squirmed on the bed and bought her front side back into play. Her nipples were puffy pink spotches of colour on her pale skin and they now stood proudly atop her breasts.

I worked one nipple in my mouth while my hand manipulated the other all the time my wife was giving me directions on how she wanted to be handled. Squeeze this, bite that, pull, tug, roll were all instructions on how to work her breasts to their peak of sexual satisfaction. Now she put her hands on the back of my head and moved it slowly down her body. I kissed my way from nipple to navel where I met the band of her panties.

The material was so soft and sheer it fitted my wife like a second skin. My hand wandered ahead to her pussy and gently massaged her mound through the material. My wife spread her legs to enable full access to her most inviting of regions. My head caught up to my hand and I pulled aside the material to view her pussy in a whole new light. Already moisture glistened on the lips and the aroma was intoxicating. I took several deep breaths through my nose to implant that smell in brain forever.

I was just about to move our love making up another gear. My tongue effortlessly made it's way between the folds her lips and into her vaginal canal searching for "that" spot. She shuddered, and gasped loudly, moaning with every twist of my tongue. I held her thighs firmly so that she couldn't pull her legs together. My probing tongue found its way to her clit and produced an amazing response as she stiffened, arched her back and moaned long and loud.

She continued to cry out loudly, almost screaming. "Ooooh gawd...Oh yes...Don't stop. Her body thrashed and squirmed on the bed her arse bouncing up forcing her pussy onto my face. Her voice had a wavering tone to it as if she spoke between waves of pleasure. I was so hyped by her performance I was ready to explode, but not until she stopped me eating her pussy. She continued to hump my face so I slipped a finger in and probed for her G-spot.
 
I was fucking her with my face and she was now in a lust filled frenzy. Finally her hands pulled my head away from her pussy and she began kissing and licking her juice from my face. Kissing me with her wide open mouth inviting my tongue to probe her mouth as it had her pussy moments before. Then in a barely audible voice she asked me to fuck her. She peeled off her panties as I positioned myself to comply with her request.

"Ooohh... fuck ...all of it, push it all the way in." she gasped, her fingers digging into my back as if she never wanted to let go.

I pushed and with virtually no effort I had slid fully into her and had her impaled on my penis. She was revelling in every moment. She squealed, moaned, gasped and swore as I pumped myself to complete arousal. Her reaction only excited me more pushing me to unknown heights of ecstasy. I raised my self up to enjoyed the view of my penis as it thrust forward and slowly withdrew from between her swollen pussy lips. I thought was pushing deep but my wife kept asking for more. She then asked me to take her from behind.

I saw my penis was slick with her juice as she got on all fours and I lined up on her from behind. Her juice had run down her crack to her butt hole and taking things in hand I forced the head of my penis to pop her anal ring. I'm surprised her scream of passion didn't bring the police but I continued to feed my penis up her arse. I stopped for a moment to gauge her reaction but her suddenly calling me an "arsefucking motherfucker" was all the encouragement I needed.

She was swearing, bucking, and thrashing, as I drilled her butt, we were like wild animals in heat.

"Fuck me... Oh yes!... Fuck your mother... Your dick feels sooo good" she cried.

By now she was off the scale as orgasm after orgasm wracked her body. She clawed at the bed with one hand as the other was between her legs giving her clit a thorough working over. Meanwhile I had built the pressure to a shuddering climax. First I plunged into her arse as far as I could go, nearly snapping her back in the process of driving her into the mattress. Then at the same time as a deeply feral groan issued from my mouth my first of spurt of cum rocketed from my penis to fill the warm void of her anal passage. Without withdrawing I rolled further forward squashing her beneath me as I felt another dose of cum race the lenght of my penis to form a warm pool around the head.

Before the next shot I moved my cock from her arse to her pussy in a sinle motion. This was enough to send my wife over the top. Still calling me a motherfucker and telling me to fuck "Mummy" harder and faster she finally exploded in a thundering climax that had her shaking and convulsing on the bed as I drained the last of my cum from my balls into her pussy.

I fell side ways onto the bed, my penis making and audible plp as it slid from her pussy. My wife was face down on the bed and I could hear her ragged breathing as we both lay still trying to recover from the most frantic and powerful sex we had ever had. It was almost ten minutes until either of us moved or said a word when my wife looked me in the eyes and told me "how fuckin' good was that" I just smiled and then the two of us kissed and succumbing to exhaustion fell into a deep sleep.

This was a scene that was to be repeated over the next few weeks as we worked through all the panties in the box, every room in the house and as many positions and variations we could get up to. This box of panties was without doubt the catalyst and inspiration for the even better gift of a new and improved sex life.

When our son finally contacted us he was surprised that we appreciated his present so much as it was only some cheap, locally made earrings which he thought would look nice on his mother paricularly the black ones that would match the outfit I had got her for her last birtday. We laughed at his confusion and agreed to tell him the not quite full story when he got back home.

 

 

 
 

     

Buck slid his cock in and out, almost pulling it all way out, then all the way back into my ass until his ball sack was up against my ass. I rubbed my pussy and my clity as he fucked me in the ass harder and harder.
 
Buck's behemoth of a dick didn't hurt like I thought it would and I began to cum now from rubbing my fuck button. I felt Buck's cock get bigger in my ass and knew he was ready to pop his load in me. He moved forward and mounted my ass higher. He pinned me down to the bed as he humped me harder than ever. As I felt the hot steamy goo when he started squirting deep in my ass, I came, too, And not from rubbing my clit. I felt a spasm and came again as Buck unloaded another squirt of cum pumped deep in my ass. Two more strokes filled my ass with so much of his love juice, I was overflowing. After that, Buck just sat still on top of my legs. We both just held still as our bodies twitched for a minute. He started moving his cock again. Buck was still firm and pulled his cock all the way out of my butthole, then suddenly shoved it back in hard, plowing deep into my ass, this time without any resistance. After only a few of those cock strokes so nice and deep in my ass, I came hard again!! I think Buck did, too.
 
Buck moved to get off me but I clamped my asshole down hard around his cock so he couldn't get away from me. I wanted more of his cock and cum but he was totally spent. He got softer and I let him pull his dick out of my ass. I can't ever remember seeing Buck so completely wasted after fucking me. He was moaning, breathing hard and kept mumbling about how he had never cum so hard in his life. Eventually Buck got up to get a warm, wet towel and wiped our fuck juices from my ass, my back and my legs. I just laid there, with my ass twitching, loving how Buck's hot cum felt in my well used ass and recalling how that third orgasm was so incredibly wonderful.
 
So that's how I lost my virgin ass cherry.... OMG, I never imagined I would ever let someone fuck me in the ass let alone cum so hard that way... An anal gangbang would be sooo wicked and naughty - have Buck and maybe two or three other guys fuck me in the ass and my pussy at the same time. I guess this means I'm really an anal cum slut now..LOL 

You know what they say -- "Never say Never", right? ...

“Are you going to wait for your partner, or do I have to smack you in the back of the head so that I can catch up?” I looked down at the short figure who had so boldly told me off.

“Sorry, Liz. I need to talk to Sarg. I have to get out of this friggin’ class next week.” I held up the offending paper.

“So, finally making up for that car you crashed?” She laughed and held up her own paper. “I pissed the old man off, too.” We both started laughing at our mutual bad luck. “You know we should just go and do it. If we are gone for a week, somebody else will be bound to screw up back here.” Liz shrugged, “I’m just gonna go and enjoy the vacation. The thing is in Florida, for God’s sake.” My temper wavered a bit, cooled off by the concept of at least having someone pleasant to spend the week with. Of course, pleasant would not be a word that most people would use to describe Liz. She was only about 5’6” tall, but her attitude and skill made up for her short stature. And out of the confines of her uniform and bullet-proof vest, she was quite well-endowed. My radio crackled and interrupted my thoughts with news of a fight in progress in our patrol area. Liz grinned and headed to the patrol car, walking with gusto. Those idiots didn’t stand a chance.

Several hours later, I finally got a chance to call my wife and invite her to meet us for dinner at the local twenty four hour burger joint. It wasn’t actually an all night place, but Liz and I took good care of the business owners in our area by keeping the riff-raff out. They showed their thanks by making certain we always had food, coffee, and someplace to warm up in during the winter months. Community relations class my ass, we already had a great working relationship with everyone in our zone. Liz and I were reliving previous arrests when my wife, Beth, tapped my shoulder. I noticed Liz giving her a look that she normally reserved for her sexual conquests. My mind painted a brief, but arousing, picture of Liz and Beth having sex while I watched. I quickly forced the image from my mind and focused my attentions on my wife.

“Great, more shop talk. I just love eating dinner while the two of you act like you are on that stupid television show.” Beth rolled her eyes as Liz flipped her off. Now, Beth initially had serious reservations to my female partner. She had never been around the job field before she met me. I had seen many an officer’s relationship turn sour because of a jealous spouse. Fortunately, Beth had taken a liking to my lifestyle and she learned to tolerate our humor and close companionship. It had taken quite a while, but she gradually accepted the intimate relationship that two partners who protect each others lives simply must have. Beth had even go so far as to investigate going to cop school herself. I considered myself an extremely lucky man when Beth agreed to marry me. Still, every once in a while, I would catch my mind wondering about sex with others. It made me feel guilty and while I wanted to talk to Beth about it, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.

“Hey! Are you gonna order somethin' or what" Liz's voice cut through my fog, "What are you feedin' this idiot, Beth?"

"Pipe down, Lizard-breath", Liz hated that nickname. "I'll just have a burger and a side salad with some feta cheese and ranch on the side." Lou, the owner, was laughing so hard at Liz's antics that I thought he would hurt himself. He nodded and headed back into the relatively safe confines of his kitchen.

"So, Beth, did lard-brain here tell you about the class yet?" Liz smirked at me as she spilled out that undisclosed fact. She knew that I hadn't had time to tell Beth yet. Bitch, she loved trying to get me in trouble.

Beth raised her eyebrows, "Class, why no. I haven't heard about it yet." Of course, Beth loved playing along with Liz's little games. I was outnumbered by estrogen yet again.

"Next week Liz and I have to go to Florida for a community relations seminar" I sighed, "My punishment for that wreck I had a few weeks ago. I don't know what the barracuda over here did" I pointed at my open-mouthed partner. Beth looked at us both and laughed.

"Well, I have my first week at the academy next week anyway. I'll be busy getting used to the schedule, so I doubt that I'll miss you at all." She sipped her drink and smiled at me. I blinked, more then a little taken aback by Beth's candor. She started laughing, presumably at my hurt response. "Ok, but you owe me when you get back." She glanced down at my crotch. "You owe me big time." I smiled at her and slipped an arm behind her back.

"I think I can help you out there", I puffed out my chest as Liz started making gagging noises on her side of the table. As if on queue, our dinner appeared from the kitchen. Unfortunately, dispatch must have had a crystal ball that let them know that we were about to eat. Our radios came to life with reports of a stolen vehicle being pursued into out area by another department. Beth shooed us away, telling us to call whenever we got done so that she could bring our dinner to us. Lou, bless his soul, had already put our food into carry out containers.

Seven days later, I stood in line with Liz at our local airport. Beth hadn't been able to see me off since it was her first day in the police academy and she couldn't miss it. I was disappointed, but I knew what the academy was like. Liz stepped into the metal detector, which squawked in warning. The rent-a-cop at the machine jumped up and tried vainly to wrestle Liz off to the side before she could pull out her large metal badge. Anticipating this hassle , I already had my badge and identification out. After a few tense moments and several profane words, Liz and I managed to work our way past the hyper security guards and head towards our gate.

"Jack ass," Liz spat out when we were farther away, "Screw with a real cop again and I'll make that moron rue the day his parents met."

" 'Rue the day', who the hell talks like that?" I baited Liz, trying to turn her aggression away from the security guards. The poor buffoons didn't stand a chance against her. Unfortunately, they could also make our career dissipation lights kick into overdrive if we screwed with them too much.

"Fuck you if you can't stand a little culture, you uneducated flea." Liz's insults always seemed to mix a bit of sarcasm with almost Shakespearean fluency.

"Yes, dear." I rolled my eyes, earning a stinging slap against my arm. I put my arm around my irate partner's shoulders and steered her towards the closest bar. "We have a hour to kill, light as well limit the number of brain cells that we are wasting". I ordered a pitcher of beer and two glasses. Setting them down on a table carefully, I pulled out Liz's chair.

"You know, if you weren't married, I'd almost want to fuck you." Liz poured the first round.

"Almost want to? Baby, I'm one hundred percent pure American steak. Any woman would die to have a taste!" I puffed out my chest and flexed my arms. Liz nearly choked on her beer. "Don't spit, that’s alcohol abuse" I loved needling her. I relented and gave her a minute to recover and swallow her drink. "Anyway, I thought you only batted for the other team." I swung my arms in my best batter pose.

"Just because I prefer the subtle company of the better sex doesn't mean that I don't, on occasion, enjoy the performance of a man" She took another, smaller, sip of beer.

"So, you switch-hit"

"When I feel like it." Liz looked at me over the rim of her pilsner glass. "If I came onto you, you wouldn't know what to do with yourself."

I leaned forward, suddenly intrigued by our exchange. Our kidding had gone just a little bit further then either of us intended, and my body started to react despite my intentions. Liz suddenly sat back with a blank look on her face. The moment was gone, but it left a deep sense of guilt churning in my stomach. I had just been willing to engage in god only knows what with my partner, a woman that I honestly respected. And behind my wife's back. Mercifully, the time had raced by and it was already time to catch our flight. I gulped the remained of my beer to quench the dirty fire in my belly. Liz walked quietly next to me as we boarded the plane. We sat next to each other, crammed into too small seats. We spent the entire flight silently contemplating what happened, each trying not to accidentally touch the other in case it rekindled a previously unexplored pyre.

As the plane touched down in the bright sunshine that bathed Florida, the events at the airport seemed to have played themselves out. Liz and I both seemed to be approaching our normal state, with insults and jokes freely flying about. We found our rental car booth, only to be informed that the economical vehicle that we had requested had already been rented out by mistake. I stepped back, poor customer service was always Liz's territory. As she verbally berated the clerk, I turned away to hide the laughter that threatened to erupt from my quivering mouth. The encounter ended with Liz demanding to know the name of every member of management from the local level on up to the corporate headquarters. The clerk satiated Liz's hot temper with a free upgrade to a luxury class car and several apologies.

"Do you practice that in the mirror or something, you're so good at it" I teased.

Liz flashed her usual, self confident smile at me. "I just don't accept anything less then what I deserve." Laughing, I reached for the keys and was greeted by Liz's scowl. I exaggerated a cringe and got in the passenger side.

The hotel was only a few miles away, and to our delight, was located in the heart of the entertainment district. Considering our healthy appetites for alcohol, the close proximity of bars was a boon that might make the trip a lot more bearable. We checked in and headed up to our rooms, with plans to meet in the lobby in an hour for dinner. I found my room, despite the confusing signs in the hallway. Stretching, I looked out my window to get a lay of the land and was greeted by a perfect view of the hotel pool. Satisfied, I flopped onto my bed to relax. As my body started to release all of the stress the trip had piled on it, my mind wondered back to the steamy moment that Liz and I shared at the airport bar. My member began to twitch at the thought of her small frame and her searing eyes. Guiltily, I succumbed to my inner lust and unzipped my pants. I ran my hand along my cock lazily, imagining what a sexual union with my partner would be like. Soon, I was stroking my turgid member heartily as my mind raced. My other hand groped for my bulging testicles, finding them and squeezing. As suddenly as my imagined affair began, it ended with a hearty orgasm. I lay gasping for air on the rock hard bed. Glancing at the clock, I realized that I had only fifteen minutes to get cleaned up and meet Liz for dinner. I jumped into the shower and was rewarded with a frigid blast when I accidentally turned the water to the cold position. Well, at least I wouldn't be horny for a while. I threw on clean clothes and tore through the hallway in search of the elevator. Luck smiled on me when I finally found the elevator. Liz was standing by the call button, eyebrow raised at my antics.

"What the hell are you doing?" she demanded.

"Thought….I …..was…late" I gasped. Damn, I need to start jogging again. The opening door interrupted any further conversation. It wasn’t until Liz stepped into the car in front of me that I was fully able to appreciate what she was wearing. Liz had on a sheer black shirt with a little tank top that struggled to contain her ample breasts. As if that wasn’t enough to arouse the dead, she had selected a black skirt that was so short it must have only just covered her underwear. If she had any on, of course. Too late, I realized that she caught my gap-mouthed stare.

“If you weren’t my friend, I’d slap you for looking at me like that” she chided.

Recovering, I cleared my throat. “Well, Christ Liz. You look gorgeous, what is a guy supposed to do?” I kept my hands in front of me to hide my growing erection.

Liz glanced down at my hands, “From you, I’ll take that as a compliment”. Our conversation ended as the elevator reached the ground floor. Liz brushed past me, rubbing against my straining manhood. It was going to be a long night if she intended to keep this up. Part of me felt guilty for wanting her, but another part of me was fascinated at the side of my partner that I had never seen.

“What do you want for dinner, Liz?” I was trying to play it cool. Nothing was going to happen, at least not on purpose.

She glanced at my lap again, “I’m game for anything.” The tip of her tongue just teased the edge of her upper lip. Christ, why was she doing this to me? I would never cheat on Beth and I would never disrespect my partner, my friend. My thoughts raced, trying to figure a safe way out.

“How about that Chinese place across the street? I haven’t had any oriental in a long time.” Liz nodded and we headed out into the simmering air.

“Florida is such a sauna, isn’t it?” I nodded in agreement with Liz’s statement. We entered the air conditioned restaurant and settled into some well prepared food and free flowing alcohol. While we ate and joked, a tall man started yelling at one of the young waitress’. His rants quickly became abusive and extremely demeaning. I could never tolerate someone who enjoyed being an ass to others. Liz, on the other hand, had absolutely no tolerance for abusive males. Period. We waited for a few minutes as the manager tried to calm the disruptive lout down. As his efforts failed, Liz and I shared a look, each knowing exactly what the other was thinking. Local law enforcement hadn’t shown up and the encounter had been ongoing for almost fifteen minutes. It was time to act, if for no other reason then to prevent a physical fight. Liz and I rose as one, each heading for a different side of the table where the shouting originated from.

“Can we be of assistance?” I asked the manager as I showed my badge. Liz stood slightly behind the offending party, ready for anything as always.

“Mind your own fucking business, asshole!” the stench of alcohol assaulted my senses as the irate customer stood up to protest our intervention.

“Look, this is no way to handle a problem, now is it?” I looked at the waitress, then back to the drunk. Before he could answer, I continued. “So, tell me what is wrong?”. I was best at playing the good cop in these situations. Even though I couldn’t stand the jerk’s behavior, sometimes playing along could resolve the situation without violence. Liz was very familiar with this game. She was always the bad cop.

“The fucking whore” I held up my hand at his profanity and shook my head. He got the point. “She didn’t bring out my white rice then she charged me for it. They are ripping my fucking off” This guy was a piece of work. I looked at his eyes, looking for the true signs of intoxication. Even though he reeked of cheap beer, I could see that his eyes were clear and sharp. He was faking his stupor, most likely in order to get out of paying for his meal. I pulled him closer and spoke in a quiet voice.

“Look, we both know that you aren’t drunk and that you don’t intend to pay for your meal”, he started to pull away and protest, “Personally, I don’t care. This isn’t my city.” I paused to give him a minute to digest my words. “But, you used some pretty nasty language towards that young lady. And my partner over there”, I pointed to Liz, “She’s extremely sensitive about things like that.” I paused again, giving the jerk a friendly squeeze. “So, why don’t we avoid a situation where you get your face smashed in like a rotting Halloween pumpkin. Pay the bill, apologize, then leave” I kept my arm around his shoulders so that he couldn’t pull away and start swinging. I smiled and nodded my head towards my obviously angry partner. The man looked at her briefly, then he angrily slammed enough money down to cover the bill. He fumed as he passed the waitress, mumbling an apology. As he stalked out the door, Liz quickly followed him. More concerned that she would get in trouble then get hurt, I scrambled to follow her. As I opened the door, I saw the man back into a corner and fumble for his back pocket. A brief moment of panic gripped my throat as I thought that he was grabbing a weapon. Before I could act, the man pulled out a five dollar bill and threw it at Liz before he ran away. Astonished, I could opened the door for Liz as she stomped back inside.

“Jerk forgot a tip”, Liz walked to the girl clearing the table and handed her the crumpled bill. With a smile, she steered me back to our table and our cooling food. Before we could continue, the manager stopped us and insisted that we allow them to remake our order. Our protests fell on deaf ears and the table was rapidly cleared. While we waited for our meal a second time, two large carafes of sake found their way to our table. Smiling, the manager made a drinking motion.

“Well, I guess they appreciated our help” Liz picked up a carafe and poured us each a cup. By the end of dinner, two more carafes of sake were brought out and the manager and wait staff had joined us. Drunkenly, I looked at my watch and realized that it was almost midnight. I thanked our new found friends and promised to return before I collected my equally drunk partner. Somehow, we tottered back across the street without requiring emergency medical intervention. Our raucous behavior drew surly looks from the hotel security guard, much to our amusement. As we staggered to the call buttons for the elevator, Liz decided that flashing the entire lobby would be a great idea. Once again, the elevator decided to save me from a world of embarrassment and opened its doors quickly. Unfortunately, I ended up in the elevator drunk and alone with my horny and half naked partner. Her naked breasts captured my eyes despite my best efforts. She pulled me close to her and kissed me. Enthralled, I returned her kiss and slid my hands over her bare chest. I pressed my rapidly growing manhood against her as I moved my mouth down to her rock hard nipples. Her moans rang in my ears, encouraging me to press the encounter further. The elevator stopped our floor and I pulled Liz towards my room. Lust and alcohol controlled my every move. I didn’t care about the repercussions of what I was about to do, I just wanted to have Liz. Fumbling with the key, I managed to open the door to my room and pull Liz inside with me in a tumbling heap of horny flesh. As we fell onto the bed, I caught a flash of light out of the corner of my eye. Investigating further, I realized that the light from the desk lamp was reflecting off of my gold wedding band. I stopped cold, staring at the accusing band of precious metal that was supposed to signify my undying loyalty and love to my wife. Liz followed my gaze, understanding my sudden behavior. I stood up, backing away from the temptation that lay before me.

“Liz, I..I can’t do this. I can’t….” my head was reeling. I still wanted Liz so bad, but that was just lust. It wasn’t the true love that I had for my wife. I backed away, still stammering like a school boy on a first date. “Liz…I’m sorry. Beth…..”

Liz stood up and walked towards me, making no effort to straighten her clothing.

“I told her you would do this” she shook her head, “I knew you would think about it but wouldn’t follow through”

“What the hell are you talking about, Liz” I was confused and angry with myself, I didn’t need a cryptic message from my partner now.

“Oh, Beth and I have been discussing things” There was no sign of drunkenness in Liz’s voice now. “She is, quite frankly, curious about being with another woman. But, she never knew how to approach you about it.” She paused, obviously to let me absorb what she had just said. Unlike Liz, I was extremely drunk and my reasoning skills had gone straight to hell. “She thought that if I seduced you while we were down here, maybe we would all end up having a threesome back home.” She patted my still rigid cock. “I said you wouldn’t cheat on her. And, I was right”. I fell back into a chair, stunned and confused. “But, I think we should give her a call, don’t you?” Liz snatched my phone from my waist before I could stop her. “Liz don’t,” I slurred, “Don’t call her…”

It was far too late, she had already pulled up Beth’s number and made the call. Beth must have been waiting because Liz started talking almost immediately.

“No, Beth, its me.” she chatted as though they were discussing a shoe sale. “No, he is actually extremely drunk, and very horny I might add.” She patted my still raging hard-on. “Nope, he didn’t. I tried, very hard.” She easily escaped my attempt to steal back my phone. “Beth, I told him what we’ve been discussing” I could hear Beth’s dismayed voice through the phone. “Relax, I think he is okay with the idea. I told you that from the beginning.” I stood up and wobbled towards Liz, hand outstretched.

“Beth, talk to him, ok. And relax, things are just fine.” She handed me the phone. Panic suddenly gripped my throat. What would I say, I was drunk with a huge erection and a half naked hot partner. On the other hand, Beth obviously had a few things to talk about too and that made me feel a little better about my desires.
“Beth…I, um, I didn’t do anything. I…..”

“Shut up, you’re drunk. Look, I’ve been thinking about a lot of things recently…” I braced myself for bad news. Her tone was serious and I was afraid that marriage to me wasn’t in her game plan anymore. “I’ve always wanted to….experiment more…sexually, I mean. And, well, I think about Liz sometimes.” My mouth dropped, anger started to cut through the drunken haze that surrounded me. Before I could explode, Beth continued. “I didn’t know how to approach you about it, but I want to try sex with another woman.” I looked at my partner, who was obviously amused. “We never talk about sex and I didn’t know how you felt about, well, experimenting.” She paused for a breath, I was speechless. “Anyway, Liz stopped by one day when you weren’t here and we talked about it. I want to have sex with her. I thought that if the two of you hooked up, maybe it would be easier to get her in bed with us here.”

“Beth, I don’t know what to say….why didn’t you just talk to …..”

“Ok, drama queen, gimme the phone back” Liz snatched the phone and put it to her ear. “Liz, give that….” She silenced me with one menacing finger.

“Beth, I think that we can work out the details when we get back. I won’t kill your husband and obviously he doesn’t want to leave you. So,” she looked me and admired my still hard penis, “I’m going to fuck him now. He can call and tell you all about it tomorrow. But, you have school in the morning so go to sleep.” Liz regarded me again. “And Beth, I can’t wait until I get to fuck you.” She hung up the phone and tossed it on the night stand. “As for you, you get the best of both worlds” She wrapped her fingers around the shaft of my cock. I groaned and tried to resist. Grinning, Liz knelt in front of my chair, “Your wife knows, she wants it, and she wants to experiment with sex. You are a lucky man.” Her lips started to travel along my neck.

“Liz, you’re my partner. I can’t…..” I gasped as she started nibbling on my ear.

“After I discussed things with Beth, I put it for a transfer. We won’t be working in the same patrol unit anymore.” I pushed her away from me.

“What the hell, Liz!” She pushed my hands away an grabbed both sides of my face.

“You need to listen. I need someone I can trust to fulfill my needs. Your wife wants to explore and she wants to do it with you. And me. Shut up, enjoy your luck and give us what we want.” Liz was so brutally honest and forward. There was no denying that I wanted her. I leaned back and relaxed my body as Liz pulled my shirt away from my chest. Her warm lips caressed my nipples, prying moans from deep within me. I sighed as she flicked her tongue along my tight stomach. Her long, moist attentions gradually migrated to my frothing cock. I would have cum immediately if she hadn’t grabbed my balls and held them to prevent my ejaculation. I squirmed as the sensation of an unsatisfied orgasm burst through my body. As my gyrations slowed, Liz began trailing her tongue along my enlarged organ. My hips bucked of their own free will as she continued her oral courtship.

“God, Liz….I…I’m gonna cum.. Oh God!” my hands grasped the arms of the chair as Liz literally swallowed my entire shaft. I couldn’t contain myself anymore, my hot seed escaping the confines of my sweltering balls. Liz waited until my orgasm had played itself out before she released my cock. Smiling, she guided my trembling body to the bed.

“Now, my bad little boy, its my turn”, she kissed my lips heartily. I could feel a burning desire rippling through my body as I returned her sordid kiss. The scent of her body was a powerful aphrodisiac. I pulled her up off the bed and spun her around to face the mirror on the dresser. Standing behind her, I reached around and groped her supple breasts while we both watched in the mirror. She twisted her head to one side and kissed me, her tongue seeking mine as my fingers twisted and pinched her rigid nipples. Fueled by her passionate groans, I slid my hand down to her thighs and parted them. With deliberate fingers, I searched her drooling folds until I felt her hot, throbbing clit. As I fingered her mercilessly, I watched Liz’s face in the mirror. Her body thrashed about, rubbing her ass against my recovering phallus. I kissed her as her first orgasm crashed over her, but I never stopped manipulating her hot button. Over stimulated, she tried vainly to pull away from my strong arms. No, I was in charge and I was going to decide when she had enough. Determined, I kept teasing her writhing body until she couldn’t stand up any longer. Gently, I laid her on the bed. I needed to join with her, my cock fully recovered and so hard that it was almost painful. Liz pushed me away from her panting body.

“No, I don’t like it that way” she stood up and walked towards her purse. From within its dark confines, Liz withdrew a tube of lubricating jelly. She held it up for my review. “I only like it the ass” I gasped involuntarily. I had only a few experiences with anal sex and those had been with equally inexperienced partners who didn’t enjoy the dark penetration. How could my luck keep holding out like this? My wife wanted me to have sex with Liz, wanted to experiment with lesbian sex, and Liz loved anal. I resisted the urge to pinch myself. The throbbing in my cock and balls let me know that I was really awake. I watched intently as Liz lubricated my thick tool. With experienced fingers, she quickly ensured that her tight sphincter had plenty of lubrication to accommodate my penetration. Kneeling on the edge of the bed, she tossed a sultry gaze over her shoulder. Its magnetism drew my cock to her tight, dark hole. Before I realized that I had moved, the head of my cock was pressed against her asshole. Suddenly, she relaxed and the head was inside. Her lurid tunnel drew my cock deeper into its recesses, until I had completely entered her. For several minutes, I didn’t dare move, afraid that I would cum too quickly. This was special and it had to last. Gradually, I started sliding my cock in and out of her ass. I relished Liz’s squeals of delight as I sped up my tempo, only slowing when I felt the tell-tale tug of ready to spew balls. Liz reached between her legs, capturing my sac with her fingers. She teased and rubbed my tight balls as I continued to slowly fuck her.

“Harder, I want it harder”, she breathed. I increased my pace, delighting in the slapping sound my balls made as the hit her pussy. Liz began to match my pace, slamming her ass back onto my cock. I knew it had to hurt, but she kept going. Her moans deteriorated into guttural grunts as I sped up more.

“Yes! Fuck my ass, harder!” she squealed. Overcome with lust, I began thrusting into her with all my strength and was rewarded by Liz’s screaming orgasm. Her hot tunnel clamped down on my cock, pulling it even deeper as she came. Unable to escape it’s delightfully torturous grasp, I groaned and felt my load spray into her. Exhausted, I fell to the bed next to Liz, my cock still inside her. I wrapped a drenched arm around her body. We lay there for a long time, not moving.

“That was perfect”, Liz pulled away and rolled over to face me, “I love deep, hard penetration like that. Too many guys don’t know how to properly fuck a woman in the ass. But,” she stroked my chest, “You were perfect.”

“Liz, I never really had much anal sex before. I was afraid that I’d hurt you.” I rolled onto my back. My drunken stupor seemed to have worn off during our rather athletic mating.

“Well, I loved it. You let my ass relax and get used to your cock. That’s the key.” She grinned at me. “God, I want it again” I blanched slightly, certain that I couldn’t get it up for any more of the vigorous lovemaking. “Ok, sport. Get some sleep. We have class in about six hours” With that, Liz rolled over and snuggled under the blankets. I stayed on my back, staring at the ceiling and trying to make sense of the evening’s events. Confused and aroused, I got up and took a quick shower to clean up before I tried to find that elusive creature called sleep.

The rest of the week followed pretty much the same routine. Class, sex, dinner at the Chinese place, followed by drinking and really hot sex. After the first night, we called Beth prior to having sex. Liz spun erotic versions of our liaisons for Beth while I either eat her pussy or penetrated her ass. Beth loved it, having several orgasms a night while she listened to Liz’s sordid story telling. One night, Liz handed me the phone while she teased my cock with her talented mouth. Groaning, I spelled out every lick and caress that Liz performed while my wife fucked herself. With deft fingers, Liz wrenched the phone from my grasp.

“Beth, do you want me to do something special?” She had that glint in her eye, the one that made me worry. “Ok, I’m going to do that thing we discussed” she handed the phone back to me.

“Baby?” Beth sounded teasing.
“Yeah, uh.” Liz engulfed my entire shaft, “Oh shit, mmm”

“Liz is going to do something special for you. Would you like that?”

“Yeah”, it was a short answer. It was all I could manage.

“Lay back and relax”, I did as I was told. Liz responded by spreading my legs and propping my ass in the air with several pillows. Before I could ask what she was doing, Liz attacked my sensitive starfish with her tongue. I groaned, enjoying the previously unknown thrill. Liz’s tongue poked tenderly into my tight hole as I moaned and thrashed about. Smiling, she slid a well lubricated finger into my ass.

“Oh shit, oh fuck that feels good!”

“Is her finger in your ass, baby?” Beth breathed into my ear.

“Yeah, fuck, fuck! She slid in another one.” I had never even considered my own anal penetration, but with Liz’s talents I found myself enjoying the experience.

“Baby, I want you to relax.” Beth’s calm voice was turning me on even more. Her sweet coos and moans distracted me to the point that I didn’t notice that Liz had wrangled herself into a strap-on dildo. As Beth’s orgasm rippled from my phone’s speaker, I felt a gentle and large pressure against my ass. Too late to change anything, I looked at Liz just as she fully penetrated my now willing ass. Roaring, I dropped the phone. Pain shot through my ass in a concentrated wave, but before I could beg Liz to pull it out, the pain subsided. She wrapped her fingers around my pulsating member, gently stroking it as she slid in and out of my ass. Before long, I found my hips bucking to her insistent rhythm. Sensations unlike anything that I had ever experience cascaded over my body as previously untouched nerves were massaged by Liz’s ever increasing thrusts. All too soon, I came in a massive climax. Liz withdrew from my dark recesses, leaving them feeling empty. She retrieved the forgotten cell phone from my side as I gulped in huge amounts of air.

“Beth, I think he enjoyed that” Liz slid a finger over my chest. “Yes, baby, I’m going to do that and a lot more to you when we get back.” She leaned forward and kissed me. “I think this is going to be the beginning of a beautiful relationship” She blew a kiss into the phone and proceeded to hang up. Sliding off of me, Liz planted a kiss on my twitching cock. “Are you ready to watch me fuck your wife?” I nodded, still unable to speak.

“Well, I guess we should get packing then.”

 

So on one of my regular trips to Vancouver I arranged to meet a few girls as usual. This one night was a date with a larger looking woman, about 30, brunette. She had big breasts in the picture, so although she wasn’t my type I fancied a fuck and responded to her ad. The girls that get least attention online are usually the type who put out on the first night. I trawl those types from time to time when I just need a fuck.

 

So we met at this funky and expensive restaurant. I paid… but then I always do. Dinner was fun; she was great to hang out with but on the large size for my taste. The breasts were large as promised though. 

 

We left the bar and she asked me if I wanted to stay at her place as my hotel was a long distance away. Of course I said yes. Back at her place we kissed and quickly her clothes came off. Her breasts really were large and really quite wonderful, a great shape visually and fun to play with. She started with a blow job, now and then putting my cock between her tits… a move her partners have clearly loved. I can’t come like that as there’s not enough stimulation but I’d love to come with a titfuck one day.

 

Next she pulled on a rubber and climbed on top of me. With larger women I don’t really like it on top… you can’t see the action and visually it’s not a turn on. I know that’s harsh, but it’s just what my eye likes. So, I pulled her off and spun her around for some doggy fun. I fucked her while groping her boobs from behind… although she wasn’t great from that angle either. We did that for a while and them I pushed her down flat and fucked her from behind while I pulled back her hair and kissed her mouth over her shoulder.  

 

I was increasingly rough and she was enjoying it… so I figured I’d go for anal something I go for on a first date if I think the girl is open minded enough not to kick me out of bed.

 

She agreed to the assfuck… not sure if it was out of wanting to please me or if she wanted it.  Without lube I entered and fucked her while pulling on a fist full of hair… and growling as I usually do when I’m getting dirty. I like a hard anal fuck, the harder and rawer the better. She was a sweet girl but I was enjoying just using her at this point.

 

Driving home in that way can’t last forever though, too much of a turn on and I was about to cum. I like to cum inside an ass, but something in that dirty state of mind that night made me want a facial. I pulled out, pulled off the rubber and slid up her body until I was astride her shoulders with my balls on her chin. I asked her to open wide and dropped every last bit of cum into her mouth.

 

After cumming I was turned off as she wanted to kiss and cuddle. That’s ok with a girl I’m really into, but not many “one-nighters” fall into that category. I went to sleep and left the next morning ASAP. She emailed me to meet up for sex again, but it was a one time thing for me.  

(Picture is of another hot net date with big breasts)

after i came twice i looked at my watch. it was time to go.

we never did that again. but if he wanted me to, i would. i mean, what are friends for?

I couldn’t believe it!  I was offering him the most intimate part of my being, willing to allow him to fuck not only my well-used pussy, but also my nearly virginal ass. However, it wasn’t quite that simple and as he explained it began to make more sense.  He wasn’t willing to try and imitate someone else’s experience, but he was willing to try and pleasure me if I was willing to just allow thing to happen as they would without a set routine or game plan.  I didn’t know it then but I was to learn later this was the most important secret to good anal sex.

Meeting Thomas for the first time was scary primarily because I don’t generally meet guys knowing that they are going to be taking me rectally, but in this case I’d already emailed exactly what I wanted.  On top of this I had these incredibly hot stories I’d masturbated to for weeks of him totally dominating and pleasuring a young woman, so I imagined him as some special sex machine, however he was – well like me in the murky 40’s, carrying a little extra around the middle, good looking in a average way, and very, very tall.

We met for dinner and as he seating me his hands slid over my breasts making my nipples hard instantly, but he seemed unaware of what he had done and he was a perfect gentleman throughout the meal, flitting with me, some double meanings and sexual innuendos, but all of it fun.  By the time the meal was ending and we were lingering over coffee I had decide to sleep with him and yet he never seemed to sense the need to ask me, he simple said,  “It is getting time we head back to our room.”  All I could do was weakly nod and follow to his hotel.

He is very oral and by the time he had me naked there were few places his tongue had not visited or probed.  My nipples tingled with the memory of his warm mouth closing over their hardened tips and I could still feel every place he had contacted as his mouth tried to kiss every inch of skin exposed on my buttocks and ass crack as he’d slowly removed my panties following them all the way to floor along my inner legs with wet tongued kisses.  Laying me on the bed her brought me nearer and nearer climax working his skilled mouth over my labia and anus alternating back and forth the only man ever to probe inside my ass with his tongue filling me with odd and desperate longing to do wicked things I never before desired until I thought I never be able to stand it and then he entered me.

Sex with Thomas was not all that unusual, other than the fact that he was very long lasting and fucked me for a good 30 minutes without either of us climaxing shifting from missionary to me on my back and he on his side entering me, then taking me from behind, and eventually back to missionary my legs up and back enjoying him in my depths when suddenly he pulled out placed his organ’s tip at my anal entrance which was completely soaked with my own juices and entered me.

The feel of his rubbery firmness separating my anus opening was both frightening and arousing.  Every other man had asked me if I was ready and had gone slowly but he was at least halfway inside of me and I tried o warm him, “careful….” But the next instant he was fully inside me, and the moment after that thrusting me in long complete thrusts as the length of his organ slide easily in and out of my asshole. I could only wonder at the pure spasms of pleasure that washed over me with each thrust wrenching from my throat the most ardent sounds of feminine pleasure.  Pleasures I had never know I was capable of from such an act controlled my body and I could feel myself building rapidly toward my own release.  My voice, raised just moments ago to try and stop such penetration now begged shamelessly for more, “Oh God!  Please.  Don’t stop, oh God, I am going to cum, don’t stop, God, Fuck me harder! Now” Then it happened!

Contractions began and wave after massive wave of pleasure ripped through my whole being, warmth washing outward in waves as my anus clung with every spasm to his naked cock trapped inside of bowels while my empty vagina literally poured my arousal out of its opening with each new wave of pleasure and somehow amidst all this he continued fucking my asshole and his own orgasm was coming. 

After another minute he filled my ass with his emission then he pulled me to the side and still in my ass began to fuck my now flooded passage his hand cupped my pubic mound in the massive outpouring of love juices and sliding easily over my sex, my moans timed to the still hard cock which was possessing my body and gradually as the minutes pass I become aware that my arousal is building and that I am going to cum once more this time brought off by the gently teasing hand and the forever lasting cock in my butt.  Just as I near orgasm his fingers find my center of pleasure and I explode instantly and repeatedly as he takes me and uses me for his pleasure, his fingered hard on my throbbing clit as over the next 15 minutes he fucks me until another load of maleness is left inside my anus.

Laying on the hotel bed, covered in perspiration I contemplate why Thomas could pleasure me when others could not.   Most of it had to do with timing.  He never asked to fuck me in the ass he just did it, never letting me tense up.  I mean what can you do but stiffen up when you loved asks if he can fuck you up the ass?  Similarly once started he didn’t let me get tense like others had trying to be gentle.  Hesitation was not gentleness because it delayed my pleasure and in the end prevented my enjoyment.  Thomas had made me climax in ways I could never have imagined because He sensed what I wanted when I was not even sure what I wanted.  Thanks to Zoke’s story I wrote another new chapter in her legacy at age 45.  I wonder who will be next?

 

Questions, comments or suggestions or volunteers contact:  Thomascan06@yahoo.com

 

 

I asked him why he had pulled me aside as I sipped the punch and he answered with "I wanted to have you to myself again for once." I didn't understand, untill he pulled out the pack of pills in his pocket. "I just figured that now I would get what you never let me have." By this time I was getting sleepy. "Why, Kevin?"

"Because you always teased me. The lap dances, all the making out and fooling around untill you stopped me. I had enough. Now that I watch you all over James, I can't take it anymore." At that he pushed me down and ripped my shirt off. At that I passed out, but only for a short amount of time. I opened my eyes and noticed as I looked up that my hands were tied to the bed and I could feel him tying my legs up. "What are you doint, Kevin?"

I felt his hand slide under my skirt as he ripped my thong off. I could hear him unzipping his pants. He pulled me up onto my hands and knees and I could feel his thick cock rubbing against my thighs. "Please, don't" I whispered, but it was too late. He had already begun sliding his cock into my ass. I could feel it burning as he tore me open. All I could do was whisper "No, Kevin, stop."

This seemed to piss him off and he grabbed my mouth and rammed himself inside me. He kept whispering "Shut up, you flithy cock tease."

It hurt as he burried himself deeper and deeper inside of me. I felt his hands squeezing my shoulders as he fucked me harder and harder. He told me to beg for him to stop, and as I did, I felt his cock explode inside of me. He hit my ass cheek as he pulled out of me. I again heard his pants zip up as he got off of the bed. "Okay. Now I'm going to leave you like this and let everyone know theres a free fuck in the bedroom. You'd better hope your boyfriend comes in here and finds you because I'm not untieing you. Good night, Amber."

The next day, I was walking down the hall towards an empty bar when I overheard two girls talking. One was Ashton and the other was one of the owner's daughters (Candice) who also worked in the bar. "He's cuter than she described him" said Ashton, but who were they talking about . . . "I would deffinately not mind letting him be my first." she said.  Their conversation carried on to something else and never went back to that subject so I went on around the corner to say hey.  "Well speak of the devil" said Candice. Obviously, neither of them realized that I had overheard them, but I wasn't telling.  Granted, my mind was quite unsettled for the rest of the day and that night.

A few days later, Jessica approached me with the question, "Is there anything going on between you and Ashton?"  No, I said Honestly (not yet there wasn't). She beleived me because she can tell when I'm being honest and when I'm lying.  "Why would you ask something like that?" I said.  "Well, I was just making sure you two weren't having too much fun without me."

I almost jizzed in my pants a couple of times over the next few days just thinking about what she could have possibly meant by this.  Yes, Jessica and Ashton are both that hot, but I never would have thought . . .

Back to the story.  One day the next week, Ashton and I were closing together me outside and her in the bar.  All that day we had been flirting and hinting at what we wanted, but we both knew nothing like that could happen between us. I finally finished up my work outside and walked up to the bar to keep Ashton company while she closed down the bar.  The bar was empty. No customers, no tired golfers, no Ashton.  I looked around to find her but couldn't. I checked the parking lot to see if her car was still there and noticed that not only was her car there but so was Jessica's. Hmm . . .

I walked back inside to use the phone and call Jessica's cell. Just as I stepped around behind the bar and reached for the phone I tripped and fell flat on my face.  I looked back to see what it was that I had tripped over and saw a pair of Khaki shorts. They were the shorts that Ashton had been wearing that day. Most guys know what I'm talking about when I say, super instant hard-on plus tingly horny feeling.  I then noticed under the counter and white bikini top.  This is Jessica's I thought, but that doesn't make sense she only wear's a bikini when she's . . .

When I got to the pool I couldn't see anything till my eyes adjusted, but then I saw them.  Ashton was laying on the stairs of the pool with Jessica straddling her kissing her chest. They were both topless.  Jessica turned to look at me and said "bout time you joined the party."  She went back to kissing Ashton as I jumped into the pool with half of my clothes still on.  As I waded over to them Jessica reached around behind her and pulled on her bikini bottom never breaking the kiss with Ashton.  Yeah, I knew what she wanted, damn right she was gettin it.  I pulled the bikini bottom the rest of the way down as she stroked my already full hard on with one hand and plunged two fingers into Ashton with the other.  She pulled my cock right up to her anus and positioned it at her asshole. I pushed and slowly sank into her still tight ass.  She came within a few strokes and I then noticed that Ashton had been rubbing her clit when she reached up and started massaging my balls.  Put it in my pussy" said Ashton.  Jessica still never broke her kiss with Ashton as I pulled out of her, put two fingers where my cock had been, and plunged into Ashton's pussy.  She moaned the loudest sexiest moan I had heard in a long time and came quickly as Jessica was still kissing her chest and rubbing her clit as I slow fucked her.

After Ashton's orgasm subsided Jessica climbed off and grabbed both our hands and dragged us to the pool house.  She pushed me up against the wall and went straight down to my cock.  Ashton stood behind Jessica and bent at the hip to caress the top of my cock while Jessica was on her knees putting my balls in blowjob heaven.  I blew my load pretty quickly though not many guys could have held out long with that kind of attention.  They kept on sucking and licking and kissing, keeping my cock from ever getting soft.  Jessica then moved around behind Ashton as Ashton was halfway deep throating me and began playing with Ashton's clit. She then moved her hand up and started rubbing her asshole though I wondered why she didnt put a finger or two in. I watched as Jessica then sat up and staring into my eyes began licking Ashton's asshole. Ashton was now moaning on my cock as she neared her second orgasm.

Jessica then asked "Okay Ashton I think he's ready, are you ready." I was confused, what more could there be.  Jessica then explained to me that Ashton was an anal virgin and wanted me to be her first.  I blew a load down Ashton's throat as Jessica finished explaining this situation.  Ashton kept kissing and sucking. Jessica sat up again and dove her tongue into Ashton's pussy. She let out and long moan that shook my cock to life again. She kept on moaning and I couldn't help but begin to move my hips with her oral strokes on my cock. Jessica slowly moved her hand up to Ashton's asshole and started probing her hole with her index finger.  She wiggled her finger around and worked an inch into Ashton's hole while still tossing her clit with her tongue.  Ashton moaned louder on my cock.  Jessica then backed off and inserted her index finger into Ashton's pussy to get it wet. She moved it right back up to Ashton's asshole but this time slowly pushed it all the way in and began thrusting in and out.  Ashton's knees began to buckle but she continued her work on my cock.  Jessica then repeated this with two fingers and Ashton moaned louder and longer. Jessica really starting pushing and twisting her fingers and Ashton could take no more, she had to back off my cock and kneel down. 

Jessica then said to me, "Okay, your turn honey". Jessica then laid down and spread her perfect legs. She pulled Ashton right down on top of her and Ashton went to licking Jessica's clit. I moved around behind Ashton and repeated what Jessica had done with two fingers. Ashton moaned the most beautiful moan I've ever heard and had a third orgasm, yet she kept on working on Jessica's clit. Jessica then had an orgasm and Ashton moved up to straddle Jessica.  I then witnessed the most passionate kiss I've ever seen. I couldn't help myself and had to do it then.  I moved up close behind Ashton and again plunged my cock into her gorgeous pussy, and massaged that beautiful ass of hers.  I pulled out and Ashton quickly looked back at me and said "Please start easy."  She watched as I aimed my cock to her hole and began to push.  Jessica reached around her and spread her ass for me.  Her asshole slowly gave way to my decent sized cock.  "oh, god" she said as the head of my cock disappeared into her ass. Jessica reached under her and played with her clit as they resumed their kissing. I kept pushing until I got half of my length in and Ashton began pushing back on my cock. She wanted it inside of her.  We both pushed as Jessica moved to fingers to her vagina opening. Jessica plunged her fingers in and caused Ashton's anal muscles to release and I sank into her. Her anal muscles then naturally contacted tight around the full length of my cock and I blew a load deep into Ashton's ass.  I began pushing to keep my cock from receding and kept it hard.  When I was fully hard again I pulled out an inch and plunged back in as Jessica was now fucking Ashton's pussy with three fingers. I pulled out and stroked longer and longer strokes until I was slowly thrusting the full length of my cock in and out of Ashton's extremely tight, but now wet with come, asshole. "Oh yeah baby fuck my ass, that feels so good. Go deeper."  Ashton's was screaming and bucking her hips as both of her holes were being fucked.  I blew another loaded into her and she began to orgasm but neither of us nor Jessica stopped the pounding. We slowed and sped up and slowed and sped up in this position until Ashton had another orgasm.  She roled over and Jessica climbed on top off her and I sank into Jessica's ass as Ashton finger fucked Jessica's pussy.  I blew another load into Jessica's ass, and she and I collapsed on top of Ashton.  The three of us made out for close to an hour until all three of us feel asleep on the pool floor. 

I woke up a few hours later and looked up at the poolhouse clock. It was now 230 am.  I looked over at Jessica, who was still asleep, and then to Ashton who looked up into my eyes.  We both knew what we wanted.  She spread her legs wide as she was laying on her back and pulled me by the hand over to her. I climbed on top of her and started to push my cock into her pussy.  She pulled back and grabbed my cock. "No" she said "wrong hole"

Lunch came and I stood hovering at the door to the cafeteria, blocking entrance and getting a few curses from passers by as I watched him.  But eventually he caught my eye and I couldnt put it off and sat at the table with him.  He smiled at me again and took a sip of his drink then leaned across the table at me, elbows on the surface.

'I have a proposition to make you.  You come back to my house with me tonight, and I'll make you the happiest you've ever been.'  The look on his face made him look like a begging puppy, and I couldn't refuse it.

'Ok, meet me by the main gate at the end of school.'  He simply nodded, smiled and I got up and left, tingling all over, wondering what was going on.

Waiting for the end of the day was torture, and when I saw him come out, walking towards me, I felt my whole body twinge, every cell guessing what he was going to do to me.  I know I'd become attached if I did this, but I needed it and him, so there was no question of me turnign back.  I had already checked myself, and my pussy was soaked through.  The look on his face again was amazing, as though he was shocked that I was waiting, then that he was gonna get exactly wanted that night.

We went back to his place in his car, my foot moving to his radio as we sat in silence, though the air didn't feel at all tense.  I was actually quite calm and I loved it.  His house was normal, he wasn't rich or anything, just tall dark and utterly handsome.  He pulled smoothly into his drive and came round, opening the door for me.  I took his hand and pulled myself up, my body pressed against his as he looked at me and slammed the door shut, pressing the button to lock it.  O god, here came the butterflies.

'Come with me.'  His voice was deep and seductive so I just followed him into the house andstraight up the stairs to his room.  It was the darkest, most secret room that any guy every had, lights turned down low, curtains black and velvet to break all sunlight, and when the door shut behind me, the outside light was blocked from the bottom of the door by the thick plush carpet.  This was definatly made for love and we both knew it.  I could feel heat rush through me and see the lust in his eyes as I stared at him. 

We each made no move for maybe a minute, when we both walked to each other and pressed our lipsto each other with hnger that I'd built up inside me for 5 years, from when I started puberty, and him for the two nights maybe that hed gone without a woman crying his name.  Tongues clashed as I pulled off his shirt, smoothing my hands over his chest, moving my lips from his to lick his nipples, loving the taste of flesh on my lips as he pulled my shirt over myhead and slipped the bra clasp, the silk sliding over my arms as i pressed my lips to his again, his hands stroking over my breasts, my nipples hardening and causing me to moan.

This moan was obviously an indication to go harder on me,  as he grabbed my breasts and held them up to his face, so when he bent his head, my nipples slipped easily into his mouth, willing and eager to recieve the biting, sucking and licking of there lives.  Half a minute of this and my legs had turned to jelly and my only support was him as i held onto is shoulders, then moved down to unbutton his jeans and slide them over his hips before doing the same with his boxers.

He was magnificent, his 10 inch 17 year old cock, rock had as it stuck out from his body.  I couldnt help but drop to my knees and take the head into my mouth.  This seemed to make him worse then i was and he put his hands on my shoulders.  I bet he thought he would have to ask me, I thought he would have, but I couldn't help myself, his cock was just waiting to be eaten and used by me.  But then he grabbed my shoulders and dragged me back up, staring at me when i reached my normal level.

'You carry on like that baby and i wont get in your ass like i want to.'  At the sound of my ass I whimpered, then felt his hands push down my skirt and demurte white panties - my mum bought them for me.  I felt his soft palms brush the bare skin on my ass before grabbing a cheek each and crushing my lips beneath his again.  I moaned his name into his mouth as i felt his finger circle round my tiny hole, the feeling more when it was dry than when he squirted lube onto his finger and slid it into my ass hole, rubbing round. 

At that point I did collapse.  He grabbed me and put me on the bed then rolled me over, pulling me up onto all fours.  I knew exactly what was coming and put my head on the bed, reaching behind me to pull my lubed up ass open for him.  Then I felt his cock head on my ass hole and I almost screamed, I was going to lose my asshole virginity before my pussy one.  It just wasnt right, but right now I didn't care.  And I especially didn't care when I felt his cock head enter my tight hole.  The pressure was enormous and when the whole head popped in, it released with pain and pleasure, all at once.  I couldn't help but groan out with the sensation which led him on again, and then I regretted my moaning out loud, because suddenly, with one hard thrust he just shoved the whole of his ten inch meat into my tight virgin ass hole and you should have heard me scream.  He stayed there for maybe a minute before he pulled out then shoved back in again, building up a rhythm as he moved faster.  My moans grew, the pain subsiding as the pleasure increased, and i started rocking back against him, shoving back against his thrusts.  I could hear him moan quietly under his breath and this just turned me on more, and I couldn't help myself, and I dont know why for the life of me, but I started talking dirty to this guy, sex god and knower of how to make women feel alive.

'Fuck me Baby!  O Jeff, fuck my ass like the bitch I amJeff! Jeff! Jeff!  Fuck my ass harder!'  Of course, like the good sex god he was he obeyed which made me scream out these words all the more, so eventually we were going like a pair of dogs, his cock slamming into my ass so fast it felt like a jack hammer.  Soon the pressure became too much on my aching clit and I reached down, stroking the sensitive bud, each touch sending me bucking against him.  After about 6 strokes, I came, loud and hard, scraming out at the relase on my body, contracting my ass and pulling him deeper and tiughter, so after two seconds he moaned loud and shot his spunk right deep into my ass.  Icouldn't believe it. I'dmade my first uy cum, in my ass and all.  I knew nothing could be as good, but I still pulled off and begged him to fuck me properly, stroking and teasing his cock back to life with my finger tips and pulling his hard again cock deep into my waiting, wet depths for another trip into paradise.

Throughout the weeks and went back to Jeff's house, having a meeting in his love nest every three days, and eventually, he started bringing guys home.  I managed to get two guys in my ass by the 22nd ass fuck, and one in my pussy at the same time by my 36th.  But I always knew that I would be having fun with my ass for the rest of my life.  No way was I giving that up when I was married.

Second story so all comments, again, greatly appreciated