that the car began to handle sort of rough, not thinking about it much I kept on driving. After about 20 minutes or so it started to pull to the right really bad, so I pulled off onto the shoulder of the road. Sure enough, when I got out of the car and looked on the passenger side I had a flat tire. I walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk preparing to grab the spare and the other tools needed to change the tire. Well, as my luck would have it my spare was flat. So here I am in the middle of nowhere late at night, standing in the pouring rain with a flat tire, a flat spare and not a cellphone to use. Why me? Closing the trunk I went back and locked my car and started walking hoping that I could find a gas station that had a pay phone that was still in working condition.

After walking for about 30 minutes I saw the headlight of a vehicle approaching from behind me, I hoped that they would stop and give me a lift, but with it raining and quickly approaching midnight, I didn't figure on my luck being that good, but much to my surprise they pulled over about 30 feet in front of me and parked. I ran up to the passenger window of the mini van as the window was rolling down.

"Need a lift?" I heard a womans voice from inside call

"Sure do." I replied, and opened the door to get in. Once inside, the overhead light revealed aa attractive woman of about 34 with long dark hair and brown eyes and thin frame had come to my rescue; she had the typical "soccer mom" look about her, but I wasn't going to look a gift horse in the face, better to get a ride with a soccer mom than to walk for who knows how long in the rain. I explained to her my situation, that I had had a flat and didn't have a working spare tire and that I needed a phone that I could call a friend of mine and see if he could come and pick me up or bring a tire with him. She apologized that she didn't have a cell phone but that she had one at her house that I could use if that was alright, because the only gas station around here didn't have a pay phone. I told her that that would be nice, and off we headed to her house.

On the ride to her house she had told me that her name was Barbara and that she was just coming back from work at the Waffle House back in Danville. Danville. The mention of that name seems to associate nothing but bad luck. When we got to her house she handed me a cordless phone and then went into the bathroom and got me a towel so that I could dry off. I called Rickys house, but to no avail. I tried Dougs house and finally got an answer, my hope rose to new height. Lady Luck? More like Lady Bad Luck, Doug had mentioned that he had been drinking and was in no way capable of driving to pick me up or anything.

I hung up the phone and my heart sank.

"Any luck?" Barbara asked coming out of the kitchen

"Yeah, all bad", and I explained to her that I was pretty much screwed by not being able to find someone to come and get me

"Well, you're more than welcome to stay the night here, and I could take you to get your tire fixed tomorrow morning"

"I couldn't impose on you Barbara"

"It's no problem," she said, "we have plenty of room." She said the word "we" and immediately I knew that I would have to find someone to come and get me, because I didn't want her husband coming home and finding me laying on the couch

"Oh no, I couldn't. I mean your husband might night not like the idea of finding me here" And then she started laughing.

"Hahahaha. No, I'm not married, it's just me and my daughter Janice that live here." A wave of relief washed over me, after all, there's nothing worse than having another man finding you in his house with his wife.

We went to the kitchen and sit down and she explained how her husband had ran off about five years earlier and that it's just been her and her 10 year old daughter Janice. We talked for about an hour until she said that she was going to start heading to bed and that she would see me tomorrow morning at some time since she didn't have to work. After showing me to the spare bedroom she wished me good night and then went into her bedroom and closed the door behind her. She'd given me a pair of shorts and a tshirt that used to belong to her exhusband, and said that i could keep them, so with that I made my way to the bathroom for a desperately needed shower.

The hot water was a much welcome relief as opposed to the cold rain that I had felt earlier out on the road. I wrapped the towel around my shoulders and grabbed the tshirt and shorts and started making my way to the bedroom, naked not worrying about anyone catching me because everyone was already asleep. The bedroom was quaint and bare. There was a twin bed, small dresser with a mirror at the foot of the bed and a small oak chest in the far corner of the room. I pulled back the sheets and laid down and enjoyed the nice cool air from the ceiling fan as it blew down on me, and within minutes I was fast asleep.

I don't know what woke me up first, the coldness or the hand, but when I opened my eyes I could barely make out the shape of someone standing by my bed running their fingertips along the length of my cock. Once my eyes adjusted to the darkness I could see that it was a young girl whom I was to assume that it was Barbaras daughter, Janice even though it was really hard to distinguish many facial features. I was at a total loss as to what to do, because if she was asleep I had once been told that it was bad to try to awaken someone while they were sleep walking; but if she was awake, then I must surely be dreaming. I tried to look to see if her eyes were open, and they were......which didn't tell me much of anything because I didn't know if your eyes were supposed to be open or closed when you walked in your sleep, so I left her to do what she wanted.

After a few minutes of her finger stroking my cock, she pulled her long hair over to one side and then lowered her mouth to my raging hard cock. I didn't know whether to be turned on by this or what, but here was a 10 year old girl sucking on my cock in the middle of the night. I decided to play like I was asleep and just lay there, hoping that she was asleep and just leave, but she didn't. I played possum and pretened to be asleep and rolled over onto my side hoping that this would deter her, but it didn't work; she walked around to the bed and knelt beside the bed and began to play with my cock some more, it was pretty obvious that she was not going to give up that easily. So I let her stroke me for a few minutes and then just as suddenly as she had started, she got up and walked out of the room.

"Well," I said, "she must have been asleep." and I rolled over onto my back with a raging hardon and the image of her small childish hands wrapped around my cock.

It wasn't long before I started to doze off again, and I was almost asleep when I heard the sound of a door opening and when I turned my head to look out the bedroom door, I could make out the outline of Barbara headed towards the bathroom. From what I could tell, she was wearing a sheer, knee-length nightgown, her firm breasts outllined against the dim light that shone through. She was only in there for a couple of minutes and when she came out she must have run into her daughter, because I could hear the sound of conversation being made. They talked for several minutes and then the next thing I knew Barbara was headed into my room. I squinted my eyes as best I could without having them closed, so that way it would appear that I was asleep but yet still see what was going on.

She walked to the left side of the bed and started like she was going to pull the blanket over my nudity, but instead, she looked up at the doorway and motioned for Janice to come closer to the bed.

"See," she whispered, "I told you that there was a man in here."

Janice came around to stand beside Barbara. She was wearing a large oversized t-shirt that said 'Property of UK' on the front of it. "Wow mom, his thing is big."

Barbara half snickered and replied "Yes, it sure is. You wanna touch it and see what it feels like?"

"I don't know, what if he wakes up?"

"Well dear, that's why you have to be very careful. See, touch it like this." And then Barbara reached down and ran her index finger along the length of my cock; from head to base. I'm not going to lie, but that felt so good I almost had to catch my breath, but luckily I was able to keep my breathing at a "sleepers pace" to let them continue thinking that I was still asleep. "See, I told you that he wouldn't wake up. Now you try." I could sense that Janice was slowly approaching closer to my body, the anticipation I was experiencing was almost too much to bear. I watched as she reached out with her index finger and slowly laid it near the head. It involuntarily jumped and she let out a slight shriek, and instead of backing off, she tried again. She ran her finger along the side of it and then went over the head and then down the other side. Barbara came over and took my cock in her hand, and lowered her mouth to the head of my cock. Her tongue slowly parted her lips and descended to my cock, gathering the precum that had accumilated. "Here you go honey," she said to Janice who came over and sucked the precum off of her mothers tongue. Barbara reached back and pulled Janices' head towards her and embraced her in a deep kiss.

"There's more where that came from." I said, both of them nearly jumped out of their skin. The both watched me sitting up in bed as if they were looking at a dead person sitting up in the casket.

"Oh, I'm so sorry" Barbara said, trying to hide the embarassment in her voice, but failing to do so. "I-I thought you were asleep"

"Well, I was, but I think I like what I've waken up to. You know, you don't have to stop on my account"

"We shouldn't" she said and looked at my still raging hard cock. A look crossed her face like that of a person who had gone too long without a good solid meal. Before she could say a single word I reached out and grabbed her hand and laid it back on my cock. A deep sigh of relief escaped her mouth, and she started to stroke my cock nice and slowly. Without saying a word, Janice walked to the other side of the bed and reached out and started to rub my nuts, her small hand barely able to hold both at the same time. After a few minutes, Barbara stopped stroking and then started to take her nitie off, Janice continued to rub my nuts and seeing her mothers hand absent, she started to emulate her mothers actions on my cock. By this time Barbara had already taken her nightie off and was climbing on the bed, a look of hungry desperation on her face. Janice saw what her mom was going to do and she stopped stroking and stepped aside. Barbara moved up and grabbed my cock in her hand and pointed it upwards towards her pussy then she lowered herself onto my rigid shaft, sighing as the head of my dick started to part her moistened lips. It must have been a while since she had been with a man because never before had I ever met a woman who was as wet as she was. When my dick was all the way in, she started to up and down, and the feeling of my cock sliding in and out of her just seem to get her juices flowing more and more.

"Oh shit, that feels good. "she said, "it's been so fucking long.......I need this so bad!!" She was at this time almost bouncing up and down on my dick, each time coming down to impale herself, and within minutes I felt her vaginal muscles begin to tighten around my cock and I knew that she was on the verge of a very intense orgasm. "OOHH GOD, I'M CUMMING!!!!" she screamed and proceeded to fuck my cock at an almost unbelieveable pace. She was riding and bucking like crazy and I could tell by the look on her face that wave after wave orgasm was washing over her body.

Finally after she could take it no longer, she collapsed on my chest, her breathing was quick and heavy. I could feel the warmth of her juices covering my cock and flowing over my nuts. By now I was good and worked up.

"Are you ok mom?" Janice asked

"I'm...I'm fine baby." she said, "Just fine. Wooh!" she started to climb off my cock and off the bed when she noticed that I was still rock hard. "Damn, that was a good ride." She looked over at Janice who had copied her mothers actions again and was now sitting in the chair completely stark naked, her small breasts sporting hard nipples, whether it was from the ceiling fan blowing on her or from the sex, I couldn't tell.

"Are you going to have all the fun?" I looked at Barbara and asked, motioning towards Janice

"HHmmm, you don't mind?"

"I'm willing to try" I told her.

"Go ahead baby" Barbara said to Janice. Jancice got up, walked over to the bed, wrapped her hand around my cock and began to stroke it. It slid easily back and forth in her hands, her mothers juices making sure of that. She lowered her head to try to suck my cock, her small mouth barely able to accept the head. I threw my head back in amazement, here I was laying here in bed letting a 10 year old girl suck on my cock while her mother watches on; I thought I was dreaming. She was having a little trouble and Barbara spotted this right away and came over to assist.

"Honey, if you're going to do it let me show you a better way. Now climb up on the bed, now turn around..........yes, like that........perfect. That should help" Barbara had helped Janice up onto the bed and put her in the classic 69 position and from this position she had no problem trying to take as much of me in her mouth as she could, and at the same time here was a nice virginal pussy in front of me. I buried my face eagerly between her legs, and I could tell that she definitely took after her mother, because her young pussy was dripping with juices. I let my tongue play around and licked at her underdeveloped clit, each time it made her jump a little and moan. I licked around a little bit and then slowly started to stick my tongue up her hole. She let out a small, muffled moan as it parted her lips and this seemed to encourage her as she started to suck on my cock more feverishly. I worked my tongue in and out of her pussy slowly at first, tasting her young juices as they flowed like sweet nectar onto my tongue and lips.

I heard Barbara in the background moan, obviously she was taking care of some renewed business on her end.

Surprisingly, I was enjoying the hell out this and didn't want to stop, but without warning Janice let loose of my cock and started to move away from me. I thought that maybe I had hurt her or something, but what she did next really surprised me. She moved herself down and, like her mother, began to straddle my cock. No one said anything as me and Barbara both watched in amazement as Janice lowered herself onto my cock. I could feel her tight pussy lips wrap around me and relax enough to allow me passage into her virgin love canal. She managed to take about half of my cock before she stopped, then she took a deep breath and then continued to lower herself down until my dick was completely engulfed.

She started to move up and down like Barbara had done earlier, but with shorter strokes, each time I could feel her muscles contract around me. I reached out and put my hands on her waist, changing her rhythm in order to meet my thrusts. I looked over at Barbara who was now sittin in the chair by the bed frantically finger fucking herself. Janices' pace quickened and within minutes her muscles clenched around my cock and she screamed out in orgasmic bliss "OOOHHHHhhhh.............". I could feel her juices starting to flow out and this drove me over the edge as well as I felt an impending orgasm start to over-take me.

"Oh shit, I'm cumming" I said, and before I knew it a tidal wave of hot cum came bursting out of my cock, filling Janice up. She started slamming herself down harder on my cock to meet more of my frantic upward thrusts as she again reached orgasm. I don't remember ever having cum so much or so hard in my entire life, but it seemed that I was never going to stop. I could hear Barbara beside me almost moaning in unison with me as she reached orgasm herself.

I nearly passed out from cumming so hard, and I don't remember Janice crawling off of me, but I do know that the next thing I saw when I looked down was both of them down by my cock lick and sucking the menagerie of juices off of my cock and nuts. This felt incredibly good, almost too good, because a few minutes later I was already hard again. They both continued to lick and suck, occasionally kissing eachother with the head of my cock in between them, each one had a hand on my cock stroking it up and down in unison. Stroking, licking, sucking, kissing, tongueing.

"I'm cumming again1" I said and watched as a hot jet of cum came shooting out of the head of my cock, splattering both of them on the face. At this point their tongues seemed to be fighting over which one was going to get most of the cum. One would quickly lower their mouth onto my cock to get some and then come up and then the other would do the same. I started to feel slightly lightheaded and the room started to spin....I looked down at them again and that was the last thing i saw.

~~~~~~====={To be continued???}====~~~~~

sh out of high school and only 18, I was always so comfortable around her, and we always had fun together.   

Time went on at the bookstore.  But unfortunately, she quit the store, and went on to another job.  But we stayed in touch, and it was only a matter of time before we would get together again.  Well, this time was only about another week later.  Pretty Singer comes into the store one night when I'm working.  She's looking very lovely wearing sandals, a nice Summer dress and light sweater.  It was a pleasant contrast to her otherwise "punky, indie rocker" look.  Absolutely as cute as could be.  I remember feeling the eyes of my co-workers as Singer approached me at the info booth.   

I remember very clearly those crystal clear blue eyes of hers as she asked me if I wanted to get together when I was finished with work.  Who was I to turn this beauty down?  Biggest regret of my life however is not taking our relationship more seriously and deciding to really try to make something work with us.  But I'm getting ahead of myself.   

It was already getting close to the time when I was scheduled to be off from work so Singer just hung out for a bit, talking with her newly former co-workers.  And soon enough, we were off in her car.  She wondered if I wanted to go out somewhere, go back to my place, or maybe see her apartment.  I was awfully curious, so we ended up going down to her place in Venice Beach.

Her place was a nice little bungalow style house that she shared with her landlord.  Nice thing was though, she had one side of the house completely to her own, and a separate entrance as well.  So privacy was never an issue.  Lucky for us!  

So we end up inside her house, turn on a little music and she shows me around her humble abode.  She had only moved in a couple weeks prior, so subsequently, there were a few unpacked boxes, and the place definitely had that unlived in look.  But it was pretty nice all the same.  We cozied up on the couch and she began showing me her photo albums.  Great stuff seeing going back in time and seeing her with her very famous pop in a more casual, familial setting.  But pretty soon, we were overcome with passion yet again, only this time, i was a little more prepared, and a little more at ease.

We began kissing on her sofa.  She had the most perfectly pink lips and was a terrific kisser.  It quickly became more passionate, and off went my shirt.  She ran her hands all over my chest which only got me more excited.  How on earth this young woman knew as much as she did about titillation is anyone's guess, but sweet Jesus, this girl was an absolute sex bomb.  I kissed her neck and her breathing quickened.  She wrestled free from her sweater and pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her pretty little bra.  My hands ran wildly over exposed body, roaming on her pretty little back and gently squeezing her breasts through her bra.  Her breathing was heavy and she became ravenous.  She tore at my belt with wild abandon, and unzipped my pants, immediately grabbing my already growing cock.  She pulled my pants the rest of the way off as I kicked at my shoes.  Soon thereafter she squeezed out of her dress and unhooked her bra.  The sight of her puffy little pink nipples was absolutely heavenly.  Funny thing was, this time, all the lights were on, so I had a very clear view of everything, and it was truly terrific.  

We stumbled into her bedroom and kicked off our underwear.  She climbed into bed on all fours, and like a hungry animal, I lunged at her ass and pussy, licking her from asshole to pussy.  She absolutely squeeled with delight, and pushed her ass against my face.  I'll never forget that, her loving me licking her little asshole as she pushed herself into me.  And damn, she's a white girl, but damn, she's got some serious bootie.  I don't know how on earth she managed that at her age, but she has got some unbelievable junk in that trunk.  Magnificent.  I flipped her over and got down to business on her sweet little pussy.  I can't even begin to tell you how pretty it is.  It's a lovely shade of pink, and she's totally shaved, although this time, it looked like there was a couple of days of stubble as if she was trying to grow a little "pubic mohawk".  I licked and sucked at her pussy as she moaned and moaned with delight.  I would catch her leaning up as if to get a better look at what it was I was doing down there as she forced my head deeper with her hands pulling me inside.  Locking lips on her clit, I sucked and licked her to an explosive orgasm as she flooded my face with her sweet, young juices.  She pulled my face up to hers and licked her own juices from my chin.  Her sexuality truly had no limits.  I got on top of her as she guided my rigid cock to her tight hole and slowly began fucking her.  I pumped my fat cock deep as her electric eyes stared deep into my own.  I knew I wasn't going to be able to last too long and I had to see that ass of hers again, so I flipped her over and started fucking her doggie style.  Her ass bounced hard against my crotch as I fucked that sweet box, looking down at her little asshole.  All the while, she grunted and moaned, begging for more.  I really couldn't believe this girl!  I wasn't gonna last, and I told her I was close to cumming.  She flipped over quickly as her mouth lunged at my cock.  Well, that was about the hottest thing I could've ever imagined at the time, and I exploded all over her face and into her mouth as she hungrily lapped up my streams of hot cum.  

We laid down on her bed in a sweaty heap and held each other closely, winding down from our exploration.  She nuzzled my neck and flat out asked me how on earth did I know how to eat a woman's pussy so well?  It was such a funny question, I didn't even really know what to say!  But she added that I could eat her pussy as well, if not better than some of the girls that she'd been with.  Yup, that's right.  As if I even needed an ego boost after that experience...  But yeah, did I mention before that she'd experimented with girls?  Yeah.   

Well, we decide to take a quick shower and get ourselves cleaned up from our sexual adventure, but I guess we both still had a little sexual energy left, because between washing up and rinsing off, those hormones began raging yet again.  I was behind her washing her hair, and massaging her neck as my cock began to stiffen yet again.  Hey, I can't help it!  She felt my cock occasionally bumping into her asscheeks, and decides to take it upon herself to guide me in her sweet pussy yet again.  So she reaches between her legs and eases her pussy back on my cock as I slowly begin fucking her.  She grips at the wall as I fuck her wildly, feeling that muscular butt bouncing against my crotch yet again.  I turn her around so I can look at that pretty face of hers and find her pussy again with my hard dick.  It doesn't take long.  I pull out and shoot off another load, this time aimed right at her belly, covering it another stringy load of my hot cum.   

That's it for us.  We finish up in the shower, and flop down on her sofa, where we watch a movie, have a few more laughs, and end up in her bed again for some sleep.  And that's pretty much it.  I woke up the following day pretty early, and said my goodbyes, running home and getting ready for another day of work at the bookstore.  Sadly, that was our last sexual adventure.  I was a total moron and couldn't get past my ex-girlfriend, and how this new girl would fit into my life.  I was really, really, really dumb.  Biggest regret of my life, well, regarding women anyway.  We tried to stay in touch, but I was so fucking dumb, I couldn't ever keep the connection going.  I told ya, I was a stupid guy of epic proportions.  But you never know, perhaps we'll find each other again one of these days.  She ended up going to school in New York, and began doing some acting there, ending up on a daytime soap, and later a teen show on nighttime ABC.  Her father's on another television show and life is moving on.  But damn, to be with her again and try to work something out.  We had a great connection all the way around, and I completely blew it.  But I do have a few pretty sweet memories... 

en just grinned. "Lets get straight to the point, I dont want to bore you." So she plopped me onto the bed and lay down on her back. She didnt need lube and neither did I. My pre-cum was already oozing out and that made her cum drip.

She moaned as i circled her clit with my member and I just couldnt take it. I jabbed it in so hard she screamed. Without thinking of what I was doing I started ramming my mom.

I knew I was pleasing her beyond her expectations and she loved every minute of it. I could feel her cum slowly drip past her walls and I knew she was going to cum.
My cock was ramming her at blinding speed and I couldnt stop. "OOOOOOOOOOH JAKKKKIEEEEEEEEEE GIVE MAMMA A FEAST!"
I knew that I shouldnt cum in her, but my lust over powered me. I threw my last lung into her and my speed went straight into her womb.
I was overjoyed. She screamed loudly, "Jaakieee, Im going to be pregnant!" I grinned at her, "Dont worry I am good with children." She purred at the thought and shoved my cock in her pussy. But this time, I wasnt going to waist time more. I took out my cock and shoved it into her ass.

She screamed as I pumped as hard as rock into her. Everytime her D cup breasts bounced and slapped. The sound of her groans and moans made me give the best orgasm I could ever produce. I screamed and blasted seed after seed into my mom. She seemed to love every minute of it.

I shoved my cock into her ass and played with her breasts.
She screamed, shrieked, moaned and groaned as I sent my sperm into her womb and I couldnt stop. We came into each other and I didnt know what would happen next.
"Jaakkiee, you have been a naughty little boy. Tomorrow Im going to teach you a little lesson. This time you fill in both of my holes."

I was starting to get excited. I leaned over and passionatley kissed her and fondled with her nipples. I swirved my fingers down her stomache and gently up to her lips.
Then I got rock hard again. I slid my cock between her breasts and fucked her breasts non-stop. She winked at me, she liked it. I grabbed my cock and slid it down her stomache down to her ass.

She smiled at me as my member aroused her tight hole. I grabbed her ass and shoved my cock into her. I heard her groan as I penetrated her. She smiled. I put her on my lap and fucked her silly. I played with her breasts as she rode me and I kissed her over and over again.

e it had all those years ago.  As he approached the big barn door he heard the primeval grunts that pulled his mind back to that night buried so deep in the past.

August 1940

George and Paul had piled out of the bus and climbed up the winding road that led to Wynne Farm.  Paul’s Mum and Dad owned the farm and had been forced by the Ministry of War to take land girls on to work the farm in the absence of conscripted farm workers.  Pauline, George’s sister was one of the girls and had asked and received permission for George to spend his summer holidays from school with her. 

At first George had found it hard to blend in with the Wynne’s who had farmed the land here about for generations but Paul was easy going and at 13 yrs old was vastly superior in the ways of the world than George. Although older at 14 yrs. George had been sheltered in public schools from the age of eight, whilst his parents had travelled the world spreading the word of British colonialism.  In the week he had been on the farm Paul had taught George the secrets of scrumping, petty thieving, voyeurism and this night a lesson on masturbation that would last him a lifetime as well as a library of memories that would support his strong right hand.

The two lads had left the cinema at around eight p.m...  Pauline had shooed the two of them away at the beginning of the performance and had sat between Paul’s older brother Clive and a couple of the younger farm hands all around 17 years old and to young for the draft. 

It had been dark in the cinema but George had caught a glimpse of Pauline’s Ivory breasts as the lads had mauled her during the performance.  Needless to say at the end of the film the boys had been left to find their own way home whilst Pauline and her beau’s had driven back in the farm wagon.  Paul and George had arrived back at the farm just as dusk was falling and had smoked a couple of  pilfered cigarettes as they looked at the beginning of the evenings bombing over the city and docks about 20 miles to the south of them.

Finishing the cigarettes the boys turned towards the barn and noticed lights in the gathering gloom coming from the door that had been left ajar.  Stealthily approaching the door the boys could hear the unmistakable sounds of fucking.  During the previous week George had been guided on more than one occasion to scenes like this and had seen fleeting glimpses of splayed legs, rutting arses and grunting worthy of the pigs in the nearby sty. 

Paul had brought his finger to his lips and motioned George to follow, leading him towards and up a wooden ladder that led to the hayloft above the barn floor area.   It took some time for George’s eyes to become accustomed to the light that was being supplied by three hurricane lamps that hung from the beams above where the action was being played out.

Three, no four bodies were involved in a veritable orgy.  The woman, completely naked, was kneeling over a man whose huge cock was thrusting upwards into her lower body.  Another man was straddling her and also thrusting into this area.  The third man was at the woman's head and was thrusting his cock into her mouth. 

It only took seconds to recognise that the girl was Pauline and that the man buried deep in her arse was Clive, Paul’s brother.  The other two protagonists were the farm hands. 
As Georges eyes became more accustomed to the light he could see for the first time his sisters beautiful white breasts tipped with copper coloured teats swaying backwards and forwards as the three men sawed their cocks into her orifices.  George was never to lose the image of how wonderful a tableau these four rutting human beings had looked and whenever he needed a fantasy to push him past the portals of orgasm, this one could be relied upon to foot the bill 

May 1960

The years had passed and although all their circumstances had changed the memories had lingered on.  During the late 1940’s and 50’s George had spent the occasional summer with Paul at the farm but like all relationships life takes over and communication had petered out to the occasional postcard and, a seasonal robin sitting on a gate at Christmas with some inane rhyme of greeting inside. 

Clive had been killed in the latter years of the war, fighting to cross the Rhine. Pauline had married twice and seemed for now at least, happy with her present lot. 

Both of Pauline and George’s parents had died in the camps of Singapore.  George had been tremendously successful in the city but unfortunately had become the innocent victim of a fraud, that had cost him and his fellow traders millions of pounds. 

As sometimes happens when one finds themselves at the bottom of a situation, George had walked into a local city library and literally collided with a young lady carrying an armful of books, knocking them out of her hands.  Amongst a profusion of apologies they had simultaneous bent down in order to retrieve the books and had knocked their heads together causing  them both to sustain concussion. 

Waking in the local hospital accident department George was greeted by the image of an angel lying on the trolley next to him and immediately fell in love. 

George was to find out over the coming weeks that Susan was 22 yrs old and the only daughter of an elderly couple from Pinner.  She was a virgin, determined to be so on her marriage. She loved music, books and walking in the countryside.  Within a week George had met her parents, proposed marriage and begun to set his financial affairs in order.  They were broke but they could face life together in the knowledge that they owed no-one anything and that the future held such wonderful promise to those so deeply in love. 

Late July early August 1960

The wedding took place on the first of the month. As a surprise and knowing that funds would not allow a lavish honeymoon George had contacted his old friend Paul and arranged for the newly married pair to spend a fortnight on the farm, walking in the surrounding hills and dales and working on the farm to pay for their keep. 

Arriving on the Saturday evening only hours after their wedding, George had led his virgin bride upstairs into the room provided and proceeded to fuck her brains out.  As Susan lay next to him George was struck by how similar she was to his sister, her full round breasts were the image of those that he remembered on that evening all those years before.  She was the same height and even had the same quiet confidence that Pauline had possessed.

As they lay in the soft afterglow of sexual love, George found himself telling Susan the story of that distant evening and the days that followed, where the two boys had witnessed so many penetrations of Pauline’s willing body.  Susan was captivated and kept him awake late into the night asking questions about all of the why's and wherefore's of that distant scene. 

The following morning George was late down to breakfast and arrived at the table to find Susan questioning Paul about the intimate details of his memories and collating with what George had told her.  George was shocked, confused but excited that Susan, responding to Paul’s down to earth phrases, like fucking, cunt and cock had used the same vernacular as she questioned them both. 

Later that morning she demanded to be shown where the foursome had committed their dirty deed, the positions that they had each of the orgies participants had been in and the place where the two boys had witnessed the incident.  That evening Paul was cajoled into putting out hurricane lamps into the positions that the pair remembered, so that she could imagine the tableau that had presented itself before them. 

On going to bed it was George that was fucked into oblivion that night and his last waking thoughts were that he might have lit an unquenchable flame within his new bride’s sex, and that maybe he might not be able to provide the fuel to satisfy the conflagration.

3rd August 1960 0500hrs

The Monday morning had dawned a fabulous summers day, Susan and George had awakened early and had helped Paul to bring in the cows for milking, a tribulation that had passed to Paul on the death of his parents some years earlier.  Being the only son since Clive’s death and never having married, he had to employ local labour to work the farm, but times were hard and the early milking was a job that he couldn’t afford to hire out. 

The milking over and breakfast finished, the pair walked over the hill that backed against the farm and laying in the lush grass Susan was quick to remove her knickers and after the disappointment of seeing George’s limp penis she bent forward and took it into her mouth, sucking gently along its shaft until it was rock hard.  This was a first for George and he was soon on the edge of coming into his bride’s luscious mouth but Susan wanted satisfaction and knelt over the erection and lowered herself down upon it. 

She was soon in a world of her own bucking up and down, babbling, ‘fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, harder, harder, harder.’  Shocked that the woman above him could have changed so much in just a couple of days, George was unable to come.  In fact his cock was sore from the unaccustomed use it had been put through since their wedding. 

Susan recognising that something was wrong came out of her sexual trance and rummaging into her day sack produced a jar of Vaseline. Kneeling on all fours she proceeded to rub the grease around her arsehole pushing the finger inside and demanded that George stick his cock inside her and fuck her bum.  Despite his soreness, seconds later George’s cock was buried inside his wife’s arse.
  He bent over her and pushed her top over her head, ripped off her bra and cupped the dangling tits as they pivoted backwards and forwards as he pistoned into her arse.  His main pleasure was that he hadn’t had to wear a condom, as over the last two days Susan had demanded that a baby was not an option.  It was so good to pump his now diminished reservoir of spunk inside her body even though it was her arse and not her cunt that received the inundation.

That evening a band was playing traditional folk music at the local pub and a group from the farm was attending.  George and Susan were asked along and Susan was thrilled, even though George was knackered.  The evening had gone marvellously for Susan who had danced with all and sundry.  George was so tired that he had managed only a couple of dances and was quite content that his young bride was having such a ball.

As George was driving he thought it best to keep a clear head.  The drive home was a madcap journey, everyone other than him was pissed and Susan was lying across the laps of the two farm hands Jim and Ron, in the back of the car and Paul sitting in the passenger seat was leaning over kissing her and joining in touching up her tits. 

George whilst glancing in the rear view mirror was sure he had seen her knickers removed and by the time he stopped the car in the yard next to the barn, Susan had leapt from the car naked from the waist up and ran into the barn closely followed by Paul, Jim and Ron.

George thought how history often repeats itself.  He paused at the barn door and listened, recognising the unmistakable sounds of a woman being thoroughly fucked.  20 years ago it had been his sister and tonight it was his wife. 

Instead of entering the barn he retraced his steps to the wooden ladder that led up to the hay loft.  He moved to the vantage point that Paul and he had taken all those years before except that today he was alone and Paul was between his new bride’s legs thrusting a huge cock into her gaping cunt.  It was strange; his memory of Paul’s cock was of a normal size, as they had both wanked while they had watched Pauline being fucked.  Tonight even in the lamplight given off by the hanging hurricane lamps he could see the massive proportions of Paul’s cock as he reamed Susan’s cunt. 

It seemed incredible that a couple of days had passed since she had given her virginity and now here she was babbling obscenities in one continuous orgasmic flow.

Had his recounting of Pauline’s exploits started all this, or was Susan already predisposed and predestined for the same fate, George didn’t know.  In fact George wasn’t sure of anything other than how exciting was the performance being played out before him and how suited Susan was to play the lead.  

Jim and Ron were on either side of her each supporting a leg and stretching her wide to allowing Paul full penetration.  They were moaning that Paul was so big he was turning her cunt into a bucket and that after he had finished no normal sized man would touch the sides.  Paul said that after he had come they would position Susan so that the lads could both try to get their cocks in her, side by side.  And to facilitate this following act Paul began to speed up the pounding he was giving Susan’s cunt and suddenly George could see his arse cheeks clenching together as he pumped his come into the willing body beneath him. 

George had descended from the hayloft and arrived at the scene as Paul's cock slipped from Susan sodden gash.  He had not worn a condom and his spunk was dripping from her red raw cunt and running down between the cheeks of her arse.  Paul smiled at George and said, ‘My God George, she’s a good fuck but I doubt that even the four of us could keep her happy, she’s born for it’. 

Susan seemed to be laying in a coma but was unceremoniously pulled to her feet and Jim threw himself down in her place, she was directed to kneel over his cock and lower herself onto it, impaling herself. 

Her tits hung down exactly as George had remembered Pauline’s and at that moment Susan opened her eyes looked at him and said, ‘I’m sorry but I couldn’t help it. It just had to be.  Please forgive me.’  Ron straddled her and George could clearly see his sizeable cock slip inside her cunt next to the one already in occupation. There followed only minutes of rigorous fucking. Susan’s tits were flying backwards and forwards with the pounding she was receiving and George lent forward and grasped the nipples to steady them in case she hurt herself. 

It was probable that Susan never even noticed his caring action as she was in a world of her own, only recovering her wits as the lads shouted that they were coming and began to pump her full of their hot come, flooding her unprotected cunt.  Paul pushed Ron aside and his cock plopped noisily out of her cunt.  
Paul’s amazing strength allowed him to lift Susan bodily from Jim’s softening cock still fixed inside her cunt. Holding her under her thighs and she with her arms held upwards and backwards around his neck he slowly lowered her onto his huge stiff cock and ordered George to guide into her arsehole.  George stuck two fingers inside Susan's gaping cunt and hooked out a palm full of spunk which he smeared around the rosebud that had only first been penetrated a few hours before.  Pushing the finger inside the tight hole he ensured that the inside was well lubricated before he grasped the shaft of Paul’s huge cock and guided the head inside. 

At first Susan’s bum would not allow such a massive object to enter her but suddenly her muscles gave and the head and most of the shaft slipped inside.  George stood back, thrilled at the magnificent sight of Susan supported by Paul’s hands under her thighs but mostly on the cock embedded in her bum.  Her beautiful tits swung back and forward as Paul lifted her up and down along the shaft of his cock.  Her cunt gaped open and spunk was pouring from her but George could only think of adding his own meagre offering. 

He approached her and clasping her under her knees his cock found its own way into the huge gash.  Susan opened her eyes as he began to thrust inside of her and he bent to kiss her beautiful lips driving his tongue deep into her mouth.  Paul ordered George to take Susan's weight and as his hands were freed he reached around and grasped her tits, finding the tumescent buds of her swollen nipples he pinched them hard, pulling them up and down and side to side. 

Susan was losing it, her breathing was becoming ragged and her breasts were heaving, the orgasms shooting through her was almost physical pain. Simultaneously Paul and George began pumping spunk into the girl’s body. 

Susan was then placed on her back. Jim and Ron asked if they could fuck her once more.  She nodded but said that she was exhausted and would not be able to help.  George and Paul sat on each side of her sucking her tits and holding her legs wide open so that the boys could gain the deepest penetration. Ron rammed into her for several minutes before flooding her cunt. 

Susan was passed orgasm and lay quietly enjoying the sensation coming from her nipples and the stretched muscles of her cunt but as Ron began pumping her full of come, she asked if Paul would fuck her mouth while Jim fucked her bum.  It was arranged that Susan would lay on her front impaled on George’s cock and that the Jim would straddle her from behind fucking her bum.  Paul would kneel astride George’s head allowing Susan to suck his huge cock.  Mainly because all concerned were by now exhausted this last fuck was to last nearly an hour and so it was that as Susan received the last helping of her lovers spunk she was exhausted and almost asleep, and had to be carried to her bed.

Surprisingly, the next morning Susan was not the wreck she deserved to be, considering the rigours her body had been put through.  She allowed George to bathe her. He commented on the love bites on her body, particularly her tits which were covered with them.  She admitted that they were a bit sore and he gently rubbed a soothing cream into them.  Her cunt was still very stretched and when George pushed his finger inside she was full of stale spunk, as was her bum. He gently washed her clean whilst assuring her of how much he loved her and how wonderful she had looked as she was fucked by the men.   She admitted that it had been thrilling and she was amazed that only four days earlier she had been a virgin. In such a short time her life had changed and her body had been used in ways she had never thought possible. 

During the remainder of the honeymoon Susan’s body was used in similar fashion on numerous occasions.  In the months that followed, the incident was discussed often and both admitted that they had no regrets, had loved and enjoyed it so much, that they had to repeat it.  When Susan discovered in October that she was pregnant it was decided that they would return to the farm and celebrate with all the possible fathers and Wet the Babies Head so to speak!!!
 

 

lly spending any length of time with one of them was just not something we would contemplate and if we were approached we would just run off laughing.

Anyway, this time we ended up looking through a couple of fashion magazines in the local shop and pointing at the things we liked and taking the mickey out of the things we didn't, when Genie looked around and took a magazine off the top shelf.

She opened it and we looked inside at the pictures. I couldn't believe what I was seeing – there were naked women posing with their legs open showing off their bits and on all fours with their bums in the air so you could see little wisps of pubic hair and a whole lot else besides.

We started doing impersonations of the faces of the models and collapsed in fits of giggles and then I whispered “hey lets take it”.

Genie didn't need any convincing, so while I went up to buy some sweets she quickly stuffed the magazine into her school bag. We scarpered with butterflies in our stomachs and walked as quick as we could without arousing suspicion back round the corner to my house.

I let us in with my key and saw that, as expected, no one else was home yet. We took off our coats and dropped our bags by the door, but only after Genie had taken the magazine out and then we raced upstairs to my room where we wouldn't be caught if someone came home.

We threw some cushions on the floor and sat down to peruse our trophy. We were looking through the pictures and were imitating the poses of the models and in fits of giggles when Genie said:

“imagine what it would be like to do this in real life – you know – actually taking off all your clothes in front of a camera-man, posing naked and showing off your privates like that.”

to which I replied:

“I wonder what the money's like” …

… next thing you know, we've found an ad at the back of the mag stating how to get in touch if you are interested in modelling for the company, who own a whole range of different magazines. There are thumbnails of the different magazine covers and one of them shows a naked girl posing on a sofa with a guy in a suit leaning over her. Her legs are open and her pussy is totally exposed to him and their eyes are locked together …

“I dare you to do a shoot”, said Genie, and I came back to reality with a red face, but was not going to let Genie make me out to be a wimp so I grinned and said “I'll do it if you will”.

So it was that I arrived at a photographers studios in town one morning at 10am sharp to pose naked for the first time in front of a cameraman. We had already had an interview and the guy had said that he would like me to do a shoot today but he wanted to keep Genie on file for another time. Genie said that if I didn't do it I was a wuss, so I read the contract and signed it there and then. I was getting £500 per hour and in return I was agreeing to pose nude for one of his magazines. I showed him my fake ID and the deal was done.

On the morning of the shoot, I got a call from Genie saying that she wasn't well and wouldn't be able to come with me. I was disappointed that my buddy wasn't going to be there, but I had signed the contract and couldn't turn back now. I promised her that I'd show her the pics as soon as I got them back. She wished me luck and off I went.

The studio door opened and the guy who had done the interview welcomed me in and said how beautiful I looked. He asked me how I felt and showed me through to my changing room. He told me that my modelling clothes were already in there. Inside, on a dresser with a mirror, there was a skimpy pale yellow vest, a thong and a pair of low cut hipster jeans shorts. I got undressed and put on the clothes they had left for me and left the room to see if there was anyone around to tell me what I needed to do next.

I went barefoot down the corridor and came to the studio door which I opened and peered my head around. Inside a large room with a high roof, there was a single bed covered in soft toys and surrounded by lights with a screen wall behind it painted white and covered in posters.

A woman with a clipboard saw me and came running over with a big smile on her face and asked me my name. I said I was Tami and she ticked my name on a list and got me to sign where she had ticked, before smiling a big smile at me and saying that I looked really pretty.

I felt a bit self conscious in my outfit as the top was really light and the shorts were a size too small and felt really tight around my waist. I asked the woman how she thought I looked. She grinned and told me to do a little turn so she could see and said that I looked really cute which made me feel a little better about myself.

I followed her over to the other side of the studio where there was a sofa with two men sitting on it. One of them was obviously the photographer, dressed in combats and surrounded by camera accessories. But as I got closer I realized that the other guy was wearing nothing.

The two of them were engrossed in conversation and leafing through some pics when I came over and I wished Genie could have been there to see this guy, with a his muscular body and dark hair, sitting naked on the sofa as if that was just how he normally dressed. They looked up at me and both smiled at me. The naked guy was really good looking and his eyes were both piercing and friendly so that I completely locked on to them and couldn't help smiling back.

“Wow” he said as he looked down at my body.

“are you a new model?” and keeping his eyes on me said “damn she's cute” to the photographer.

I suddenly remembered what I was wearing and felt myself blushing self consciously, but he looked me in the eye again and in a softer voice said “no – I mean it you look lovely” which somehow made me feel really comfortable.

The photographer informed him that I was Tami and that I was here for a solo shoot, to which he responded by extending his hand to shake mine.

“I'm a model here too, I'm just waiting for another girl to come so we can finish off a shoot we started yesterday, but she's running late. - is it ok if I watch you do your shoot?”

Not wanting to seem like an amateur I casually said “yeah sure” and smiled back at him. In my mind I couldn't get the image of the magazine cover with the girl and the guy in the suit from my head and I blurted out “I didn't realize that guys posed nude too”.

He laughed in a good natured way and said that he'd been photographed naked loads of times with loads of different women. “so you pose with women then” I said, to which he smiled a cheeky kind of smile and nodded, replying “yes you could say I have”

The photographer asked me if I was ready and I said I sure was, so we went over to the little bed and he told me to go and sit on it while he switched on the lights. Everything was set up to look like the inside of a teenage girls bedroom and it felt a bit weird being surrounded by lights in a big room, unable to see beyond the cameras.

He asked me to lie on my stomach and pretend to read one of the books that were on the bed. I lay on my front and opened one, and he started to take pictures of me from all angles. He asked me to look at the camera and smile, so I did.

I was asked to lie on my back, to kneel facing the camera, to turn my back to the camera and stick my bum out and all sorts of other positions while photos were taken of me and then he said he needed me to undo the button on my shorts and unzip the fly. It dawned on me that this was it and my clothes were coming off and I was suddenly aware that I was going to be naked in front of everyone in the room, including the cute naked model on the sofa.

I felt a little shiver of excitement run through me and as I removed my shorts and the silky top I was wearing, and began to pose in nothing but a thong, I began to glance casually in the direction of the sofa to see if he was there.

At one point, I was sitting with my back against the pillows of the bed, my legs wide apart, and the photographer asked me to put my hand inside the front of my knickers. This I did and my hand brushed against my pubic hair and gently rested on my pussy.

I didn't want anyone to think I was weird, but the sensation of my fingers touching my pussy was lovely and I wanted to make it last, so I left them there for a second. I glanced towards the sofa again to see that the naked guy was standing just inside the ring of lights and that he was watching me.

I looked back to the camera, but was burning at the thought of this cute looking naked man watching me and my hidden fingers touching my swelling pussy lips. The photographer asked me to stay in the same position, but to move the thong to one side so that my pussy was visible and asked me to be sure that I made it as visible as possible for the cameras. I spread my legs wide and did as I was asked and felt the breeze on me, and then felt my lips part with a subtle pop, like the sound of a little kiss.

I could feel the coolness of the air inside me and I was being asked to push my breasts upwards with my hands, so I lay back, prone and vulnerable, massaging my own breasts, my pussy open and available and beginning to emit a sweet smell as I felt a little trickle leaking out from between my pussy lips.

I wanted to look like I was just posing and tried not to let it show that I was so fixated on the sensations I was feeling, yet at the same time, I wanted them to carry on. My heart was already beating ten to the dozen, and my breath was getting a bit heavier and I could feel my cheeks flushing hot under the bright lights.

Suddenly the mood was broken. A mobile phone went off, and then someone swore: “What the fuck do you mean you can't do it today … for fucks sake!!”

I came back to reality as the photographer went over to the guy who had interviewed me and they had a short conversation about the female model who was supposed to be doing the combined shoot with the naked guy. Apparently she wasn't going to be coming in to work and this pissed them off no end.

I sat up and looked over, to see that the male model I had been talking to was still watching me. He had a towel around his waist and his eyes were gleaming and then he looked away and said “I guess I should go home then” to which the interview guy said “I'm really sorry John, it looks like you've wasted your time”.

I was on my back on the bed, propped up on my elbows with my legs apart and my pussy visible for all to see. I looked down at my body and felt so sexy lying there like that. I forgot about them for a second and seeing that my nipples were standing out, I tweaked one between my thumb and forefinger. I felt a tingle in my pussy and my legs fell apart more and I wanted to lie back again, but looked up instead in case anyone had seen me do it and thought I was a perv.

John the model was looking at me again and had that same excited and slightly hungry look in his eye and looked like he was about to head for the changing rooms when I suddenly called out “Hey – why doesn't he pose with me, then it won't be a day wasted ...”.

John looked back at me and seemed to be staring straight at my exposed pussy and said : “wow – that would really help me out – are you sure?”

I said “hey – its no difference to me and I reckon you could use the money”...

I tried to seem casual and helpful, but the idea of posing with a naked man in front of a camera was filling my whole body with butterflies and I was enjoying the feeling of being swept along by circumstances. Thinking about his naked body posing alongside mine was also making my pussy pulsate and I was loving the tender sensitivity I was feeling down there.

John turned to the photographer and the interview guy and said “what do you guys think?”

They were standing with looks of total surprise on their faces and for a split second seemed lost for words until both suddenly said “sure – why not – ok – John you go over and sit on the bed with Tami”

I moved over a bit to make room for him and he came and sat next to me, his eyes full of purpose and looking me up and down from my eyes to my tits and my pussy.

My heart was pounding in my chest and I was finding it hard not to breath too fast or too heavily and for some reason, when his eyes glanced downwards I felt my legs fall apart again as if of their own accord. My naked body wanted him to be looking at it and when he looked up at me and smiled, I gasped involuntarily.

The photographer called out “are you guys ready?” and John said “yeah – one second” and he removed his towel. It was then that I saw his penis for the first time. It was fully erect and it bounced out as he threw the towel to one side.

I had never seen a man's penis before and hadn't noticed his earlier, probably because he wasn't aroused then. And I twigged that if he had an erection then he was feeling horny, and the only thing around here to make him feel that way was the sight of me naked, which meant he was hard for me.

Every instinct in me was craving for me to reach out and touch his dick, or at least to touch his body, but I didn't want to let this show for fear of seeming unprofessional so I kept my hands to myself and said “cool – I wasn't expecting to be posing with someone else today.” My mouth was dry and I was light headed and very aware of my nakedness and his proximity.

The photographer asked us to lie next to each other on the bed as if we were just having a chat and I turned and looked at John. Our eyes met and I gasped very slightly again as I watched his eyes roaming my body. He was on his side and his dick was pointing straight at me. There was a tiny bead of moisture on the end that moved slowly down over the head of his dick, making it glisten in the light.

The photographer began to give us instructions and we started to pose in different positions, first with my hand on his waist, then with his hand on my tummy, then we were asked to kiss for the camera and I felt his breath on my lips as he leaned in and his lips gently touching mine.

I was still trying to pose and not to let anyone see that I was so sensitive to each touch, but it was difficult not to kiss back and I wanted to get lost in him. Then he was kissing me and I felt his tongue entering my mouth and meeting my own tongue.

His hand was on my tummy still and moving down slightly and the photographer called out that he wanted me to open my legs more so he could photograph my pussy. Then he asked John to put his hand on my pussy.

I began to lose control of my breathing in the split second before he touched me and when he did I heard myself letting out a little moan as the heat of his fingers met the hypersensitivity of my tender swollen pussy lips. My hips jerked slightly and I felt that I wanted to let them gyrate, which they started to do anyway so I just let them.

My hands were all over his body and I felt his muscles tensing up as I ran my hands over them. I felt that I wanted to wrap my legs around him as I nuzzled into his musky scent and kissed his skin.

I was dying to touch his cock and was trying to think of an excuse to do so when I was saved the trouble by the photographer telling me to reach down and hold it in my hand.

I wrapped my fingers around Johns dick and he grunted under his breath. It felt hot in my hand and it was pulsing and moving as John seemed to have the same trouble with his hips moving involuntarily.

I was on my back, with my legs apart, posing for a camera with my pussy wide open and feeling very wet, whilst kissing a naked man who had a finger touching my little bud and sending little spasms of pleasure through my body, while my hand held onto his dick.

The photographer said “OK – now I need you to sit astride John please”

We disengaged and John lay on his back on the bed, his dick standing up like a mast on a ship. I sat up and straddled his stomach and felt the warmth of his body on my inner thighs and felt the skin of his tummy on my pussy lips. I found myself wanting to grind against him and was trying to restrain myself when his hands reached up and started squeezing my breasts as his thumbs rubbed over my nipples.

I involuntarily pushed my ass backwards and felt his dick bump into my ass cheeks, and felt a little wet spot on me where the tip had touched me. The photographer asked me to lean forward to kiss John again and to try and stick my ass up in the air at the same time, and I found myself with my tummy pressed against his, kissing his lips, with my pussy exposed once more to the camera.

I was still gently pushing forwards and backwards with my hips when the biggest surprise of the day came. I pushed back and felt the weight of Johns dick bump against my little mound and suddenly I was fixated by the thought of how this must look to the camera.

This was a step further than the pictures I had seen of women exposing themselves to be photographed, this time it was my pussy that was there for all to see and it had a big horny dick resting against it.

Once again, I didn't want them to think I was perverted or anything, but the sensation of that big lump of meat touching my engorged and swollen pudenda was totally compelling and I guessed this was how it felt for people having sex.

The thought that we were only a centimetre or two away from having sex ourselves was in my head now and made me feel all the more like I wanted to wrap this guy up in my arms and legs, but I was here to pose for a photographer and I was being paid so I didn't want to weird them out and lose the job.

Still, at the same time, I didn't want to stop the feeling of that hot pulsing dick bumping against my little punani, so I tried to prolong the moment as much as possible.

At this point the photographer asked me to reach back without moving from that position and hold Johns dick again and I did exactly as he said, seeing that this might mean a few more seconds at least of this exquisite feeling before the shoot came to an end.

I couldn't reach it from the side, so I lifted myself up a bit and reached under myself to take hold of that beautiful erection.

As I did so, his dick fell upwards off my ass and the tip swept across my pussy lips. The sensation was incredible and as I took his cock in my hand I “accidentally” pressed the tip against my pussy lips again whilst trying to make it seem like I was just trying to get a grip on it.

John groaned again and I could feel his stomach muscles tensing under my body and I felt myself wanting to rub this dick on my pussy some more.

Slowly, and in a way that I thought wouldn't look intentional, I allowed the tip of his dick to rub against my pussy lips. I could feel that I was really wet and the head of his cock glided easily along the crack between my pussy lips.

It was then that I remembered that it wasn't just me in the equation as john's hips began to push and the head of his dick began to part my pussy lips and pushed up between them slightly.

I honestly expected at this point that the photographer would ask us to move to a different pose, or just ask us to take a break or something, but he said nothing and instead I found Johns hands holding my hips and holding them steady as he gently pushed upwards with his hips.

I found myself instinctively opening my ass out behind me and pushing back towards the cameras and I felt the head of his dick pushing my pussy lips further apart, and stretching them outwards.

His muscles jerked again and his hips thrust upwards and his dick popped between my pussy lips and then suddenly the tip was inside me and the heat of it was burning my insides with an icy cold warmth that filled my whole body.

We stayed like that for a second and didn't move except for a slight rotation of my hips and his, which felt amazing and had the effect of widening the gap between my wet swollen pussy lips.

He withdrew about half a centimetre and then gently pushed again and then he was inside me.

I was naked in a photographers studio, my bare ass up in the air for all to see, with a camera taking pictures of my little naked pussy with a dick inside it belonging to a really cute guy who, by the way he was acting, appeared to be as horny as hell.

His hips began thrusting and withdrawing and I felt his dick sliding in and out of me. The sensation was unbelievable and I could feel it building in me and I hoped he wouldn't stop doing this as it felt so awesome.

He didn't seem in much of a hurry to pull out though and he suddenly sat up and turned me over.

He knelt back for a second and I watched him look hungrily at my body and at my poor swollen pussy in particular. I lay on my back and wanted him to see as much of it as I could show him so I spread my legs out as wide as they could go. He nuzzled his dick up against my pussy lips again and pushed it back in before leaning over me and resting on his elbows over me.

He is kissing me now and I am wrapping my legs around his back as I have been wanting to do all this time. His dick is slowly thrusting in and out of me and he is grunting heavily and saying to me how good it feels and warning me that he doesn't know how long he will last.

My heart is beating like a drum and my breathing is heavy and noisy, being interspersed with gasps and moans. As he quickens his rhythm, pumping into me with his hot hard cock, I feel the sensation in me growing in intensity and I have to cry out “yes … oh … yes ...” and still he is pumping and pumping …

finally the sensation becomes so powerful that I cant breathe and I have to freeze. My whole body relaxes for a split second and then I feel every muscle in me contract and the sensation is all over me, but mostly inside me where thee heat of his dick is …

… he gasps “I'm nearly there baby, what do you want me to do” …

I can feel the sensation building again and I say “keep doing this ... it feels so good”

He gasps again and says “do you want me to pull out or do you want it in you?”

Not knowing what he means, I just want the sensation to continue, and his convulsing muscles and awestruck face and the feeling of his dick seeming to grow bigger and hotter inside me is making me want another climax, so I say “I love it in me”

I feel his hips jerk hard as he grinds his pubic bone against me, and he curls up like he has been shot in the stomach, and I feel the same intensity of sensation taking me over again as his dick, seemingly harder and hotter pumps into me and then just as I am swept away by sensation I feel something else – hot liquid being pumped into me from his dick.

He can hardly move and he has moved his hands onto my ass cheeks and is grinding into me, his hot dick pulsing and jerking inside me, pumping jet after jet of hot come into my wet swollen and thoroughly used little pussy. I feel my muscles contracting around him again just as I realize what has just happened and I come on his dick with hungry lust as I imagine that he has just emptied a load of sperm inside me.

We stay locked in this embrace for a good thirty seconds before he relaxes and begins to move again. I feel his dick beginning to soften inside me and he kneels backwards, letting his dick slip out of me, flopping down over my ass, as it goes, and followed straight away by the sensation of a river of his cum pouring out of my little cunny and spilling down over my anus and down onto the bed.

He stands up and says “how was that?” to the photographer who replies “great – if we need to redo any bits I'll let you know.”

John gets off the bed, picks up his towel and wipes his dick with it before wrapping it around himself.

I am lying on a bed in a photographers studio, completely naked, my legs wide open, my swollen tender pussy there for everyone to see, my pussy lips open with a stream of hot white cum pouring out from between them. I am in a trance like state and feeling waves of pleasure rushing around my body and feeling the warmth of Johns cum pooling inside my hot gaping pussy.

I have one hand on my breast and the other is rubbing my sloppy pussy lips while a photographer is standing over me taking pictures. I am not really aware of him as I am enjoying the feeling and the thought of what has just happened to me, and I allow him to photograph me from all angles so that all of my naked and abuse body can be photographed.

And now he is asking me “did that feel good?” and I am saying “mmmm … you bet” and he is putting his camera down, and unzipping his trousers to reveal another hard and horny dick, and thee interview guy is there too and he is pointing his dick at my mouth and I am taking it in my hand and wrapping my kips around it, while the photographer nuzzles the tip of his dick against me …

and I am theirs and hungry for their attention ...