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Myra and Chad

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Horny and Slutty IT Man’s Wife

Myra didn’t know what was wrong with her. The urges she has been having as of late; the thoughts running through her head and the fantasies she is creating were out of this world. She would go to the bathroom at work and finger her soft mound and place her fingers in her warm and wet slit. Often, she would bite on her thumb to keep quiet as she began to orgasm. Sometimes, she would look at porn on the Internet and read the most erotic stories she could find. Often, Myra would put herself in the place of the female character in the story, wishing those things would happen to her, or wondering if she was just strong enough to act them out herself.

Myra drove home from work, much later than she had planned. She knew her husband would b
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e tired from long hours at his IT job, but she was already preparing herself for an evening of constant fucking. Her husband Chad had no idea what he was in for that evening.

The night was dark and clear. The stars were shining brightly and the moon was full. Myra fingered her nipple with her free hand while driving home, first her left tit and then her right. She made sure the air conditioner was on high, Arctic Blast, she liked to call it. She giggled a little thinking that the cold will make her nipples stand out hard and pink while her husband’s dick (and that of all men) would seemingly go into hiding when it got cold. “Shrinkage,” she said aloud and chuckled to herself.

She could feel her panties getting damp and moved her free hand down to her lap. Myra lifted up her skirt to just above her cunt. She began to feel her mound again and loved the way it felt under her hand, even if there were material between her and her pussy. Yes, she was getting quite wet and very aroused. Her mind wandered a bit and began to lay out the plans she fully expected to carry out once she arrived home that night. She pushed her thong to the side and began to explore the folds of her pink lips. She found her clit and rubbed it. First slowly, then a little more quickly she rubbed her clit until it too stood erect as her large nipples. Her juices were beginning to flow and the sweet aroma from her pussy encouraged her to continue fingering herself. Myra would alternate between fingering her clit and fingering her hole. She would even practice tightening the muscles in her cunt so that she could squeeze Chad’s dick when it was in her. She knew he liked that and it gave her great pleasure “hugging” his cock while it was inside of her. She was apparently doing a pretty good job of fingering herself, because she knew she was nearing orgasm. But could she possibly do that while driving 70 mph down the Interstate?

A tractor trailer was approaching her on the right. The lights along the highway and the big truck’s headlights were filling the car with light while she was driving. Her skirt was still up around her hips and her hand still firmly groping her cunt. She allowed her fingers to continue to flick her clit and touch her G-spot. She could cum, she figured, right there, right then. The speed at which she was travelling only excited her more and added to the danger. She was being turned on in ways she had only imagined. She forced herself to keep her eyes open as she allowed herself to let go and feel everything she could possibly feel. Myra’s G-spot was now filling. It was driving her out of her mind, swollen with her own love juices, brought on by fingering herself. She glanced to her right where the truck driver had been travelling. There was a male passenger in the seat next to the driver. They were both watching Myra orgasm. She wasn’t sure, but she thinks the passenger at least, had his pants down far enough to expose his rather large member and was jerking it feverishly in his hand. He must have unloaded a bit on the driver because he turned to the passenger and hit him hard in the arm.

A smile crossed Myra’s face as she realized that two men had watched her masturbate while driving home. The very thought caused Myra’s pussy to convulse and send out some fantastic pussy juices.

Exit 69B was approaching and that was where she got off. Well, got off the Interstate. Turning on the blinker, she carefully moved into the correct lane and headed toward home. Her hands were sticky with her own juices, and she maneuvered her thong back to its place, barely covering her pussy. She liked the way the silk felt against her cunt and gently placed her hand back on the mound. Her short skirt was still around her hips, and her breathing had finally returned to normal. She replayed the drive on the Interstate in her mind and smiled. She couldn’t believe she had been so bold to do what she did. She loved that the men who had “caught her” feeling herself up got off on it. She had always considered herself more discrete in her sexuality. The very thought and idea that she became orgasmic while fondling herself and others were watching and enjoying it emboldened her to carry out other fantasies she had envisioned.

Thankful for the small container of sanitizer, she washed her hands as she parked her car in the driveway of her home. As she stepped out of the car, she adjusted her skirt a bit, pulling the waistband up a couple of inches so that the skirt barely covered her firm, round ass. She unbuttoned her shirt a bit more, exposing her more than ample breasts.

She brushed against the nipple as she did. “Mmmmm,” they were still hard and erect. She loved it when Chad would take her tits in his hands and play with them. Alternating between roughly grabbing them and squeezing them with some gentle caressing always felt wonderful to Myra. It also turned her on when he would suck them hard; hard enough to make the nipples stand tall and waiting. She had never worn any nipple rings and wondered if Chad would like them. “How do you bring up that subject?” she wondered.

She put her key in the door and walked in. Chad was a great cook and would often make dinner on the nights that Myra worked late. The smell of bread baking and steak filled the room. Chad was washing up a few dishes and Myra watched him from the entrance. She looked at his ass in those jeans. She loved the way those jeans made his ass look. Tiptoeing behind him, she bent down, put a playful bite on his ass and grabbed his dick. She was almost as surprised as he was! His cock was bulging in his pants. He turned and smiled.

“Hey, I was just thinking about you,” he said, with his most charming smile.
“I am glad to know ‘that’ wasn’t because you were thinking of someone else.” Myra giggled and Chad took her in his arms. Chad pushed her back slightly to look at her. “Well,” he said. “What have we here?” he asked, pointing to her breasts that were seemingly jumping out of her shirt. Chad licked his finger and slid it between her breasts. Myra’s pussy began pulsating at the very touch of Chad’s wet finger sliding between her tits. “I like it. The unbuttoned blouse and the very short skirt look fantastic on you. I dropped something on the floor over there. Would you pick it up for me?” Myra knew it was a game, so she bent over, exposing her ass in her new thong. She peeked between her legs and asked, “I am having trouble finding it. Are you sure it is down here?” “Keep looking.” Chad smiled as he longingly looked at Myra’s ass. Oh, how he wanted to fuck her right then and there, but waiting a bit seemed to be more advantageous.

Myra stood and Chad pulled her close again and kissed her hard. He allowed his hands to slide down to her waist and pulled up the back of her skirt, exposing her buns once again. After a few tight squeezes and a couple of slaps on each ass cheek, Chad pulled back just far enough to grab a tit in each of his hands. Her breasts were large and could not be contained in his hands. Myra could feel Chad’s cock growing larger underneath his pants as he pressed it against her barely covered cunt. He kissed her again, harder than before and found her tongue waiting for his. He French kissed her deeply and she began to moan slightly.

Chad started kissing her neck, and lifted Myra’s chin so that their eyes met. He kissed her again, but this time, barely touching her lips. With his finger, he stroked her shoulder, down her arm, and across her breasts. “Soon,” he whispered. Myra’s eyes were still closed and she felt Chad move away from her to the stove.

On the table, candles had been lit and the table was set. Fresh roses were in the vase with a card. Myra lifted the card addressed to her. She pulled the note out of its envelope and read, “Your every fantasy is my command tonight.” Myra could feel herself flush. “My every fantasy is his command tonight?” She could hardly breathe. Sometimes things just seemed routine between them and she longed for excitement in the bedroom. Could Chad have wanted the same thing, all this time?

Chad entered the dining room as Myra was putting the card back. He was carrying their dinner of steak and potatoes and some delicious steamed vegetables. Homemade bread was in the bread basket and a chilled glass of wine was at her chair. The food smelled and tasted delicious, but it was difficult to eat when all Myra could think about were her fantasies being fulfilled, tonight!

Chad picked up the plates and placed them in the kitchen sink. He was glad that Myra hadn’t buttoned her blouse or made her skirt longer. He liked how he could look at her cleavage and see her pussy beneath the sheer thong she was wearing. It was difficult for him to eat dinner because there she sat, all hot and wanting. He wanted to take her before dinner, but knew that sometimes such a tease would make him blow a bigger load later. He wanted to be able to shoot his massive load in her pussy, in her ass and across her big tits. He wanted to make her eyes roll in the back of her head from the intensity of the orgasm. He couldn’t wait to fuck the daylights out of her and give her everything she wanted.

He had to stop thinking about it for a bit, because he didn’t want to get hard yet. Reaching in his nightstand drawer, he found his cock ring. He placed it over his dick and around his balls. Yes, that should do it, he thought. Going to keep it long and hard for you as long as humanly possible, Chad continued the conversation in his mind. As he put on his sweat shorts and a tee-shirt, Myra walked in the bedroom. She was still wearing the same clothes she wore on the way home from work. She began to undress but Chad stopped her. “Not yet,” he simply whispered.

He stood before her and just looked at her for a moment and then kissed her parted lips. Just barely touching, and then moving back. He repeated that three more times and with one finger, brushed a bit of hair out of her face. He kissed her neck from her shoulder to her ear, very lightly, taking in her scent. She could feel his warm breath on her neck and shivered with excitement when he gently blew his warm breath in her ear. He walked behind her, still gently kissing her neck and shoulders. His hand dragged across her ass, still covered by the short skirt she wore when she got out of the car. Once again in front of her, he started unbuttoning her shirt a little further. Now it was unbuttoned below her bra, exposing part of her breasts to him. He gently touched them, first with his fingers, then dragging a feather across them. Myra closed her eyes, and savored the feeling she was having at that moment. Chad reached behind Myra’s back and unhooked the bra strap, one hook at a time. Slowly, knowing it was making Myra even hornier than earlier that evening. Now, the loosened bra hung from her shoulders, Chad lifted the bra up exposing her breasts completely.

“Your nipples look as though they need a little attention, Sweetheart. Maybe a little moisturizing would do the trick.” Chad took her breast in one hand and brought it to his mouth. With his other hand, he fondled the other breast, pinching and squeezing the nipple. His tongue darted all around the nipple and he loved feeling it harden in his mouth. Myra loved it, too, because she continued to moan quietly. Chad then switched and mouthed her other tit and fondled the one still wet with from his mouth.

Myra’s breathing had become shallow and Chad knew he was doing a good job of pleasing her. He stepped back and gently pushed Myra on the bed so that her feet were hanging off the edge. Chad crawled up on the bed, his knees straddling Myra on either side. He leaned forward to whisper in her ear. She could feel his cock under his shorts, nice and hard as he lay on top of her.

“I am going to have my way with you tonight. Do you want me to tell you what I am going to do to you?”

Myra could barely speak. She nodded and barely audible to even her, “Mmmm, please, are you really going to fill my every fantasy?”

“Darling, I am going to fuck you like you have never been fucked before. I am going to make you squeal with delight. I am going to fuck you all night long. Even if you cry for mercy, I am not going to stop!”

Chad knelt down on the floor between Myra’s legs. Forcefully, he spread them open to him, allowing him to see her cunt, peeking behind the dampened thong she was wearing. He gently touched the edges of her panties, and loved the furriness of her dew soaked pussy. Her mound was swollen and just asking to be groped. He obliged. Myra arched her back a little and enjoyed the attention he was bringing to her pussy. He pushed the small piece of material to the side and looked at her cunt. Oh, could he possibly wait any longer? He wanted to drive her wild with excitement, and he too was becoming more and more excited with each moment. His cock was hardening even more beneath his shorts. Oh how he wanted her.

With his fingers, he moved her beautiful pink lips, exposing her glory hole. Moving further up her cunt, he found her clit and gave it a little flick with his fingers. Another moan from Myra and she pushed her pussy further upward to meet Chad’s fingers. First slowly, then a little more quickly, Chad fingered her clit, rhythmically with the thrusting of her hips. He kept one hand on her clit while he found her pussy hole with his other hand. First inserting one finger deeply, he found her G-spot. It was swollen and warm and when his finger found it, Myra moaned, only this time, loudly. He inserted a second finger and brought his tongue to her clit. Just as he did with his fingers, Chad allowed his tongue to alternate between rapidly and slowly playing with her clit. In rhythm together with Myra’s thrusts and Chad’s finger fucking and tongue licking, Chad inserted a third finger and then a fourth. Myra could hardly breathe, but she definitely didn’t want Chad to stop. He continued fingering her and licking her as her pussy continued to swell and her juices flowed out of her cunt. Chad wondered if he should try to put his whole hand in her, to be swallowed up by her luscious cunt. She was so wet and her pussy just seemed to be so hungry for more of him…
So he did it. He put his whole hand in her, cupping the hand tightly until he was really in her. Man it felt good to him to be there like that. Myra’s mouth was open and she was nearly panting and grabbing her ass with both hands. Slowly, he pulled out, and she poured out a lot of pussy juice. Because her G-spot was so swollen with pure pleasure, she squirted all over Chad. Chad placed two of his fingers that came out of Myra’s cunt into his mouth and licked them clean. Then he put them on Myra’s lips.

“Lick them, take them in your mouth, my Love. Clean them off for me.”

Chad was going out of his mind with excitement. The idea of Myra licking her own pussy juices from his fingers made his already hard cock grow even larger with excitement.

Chad lifted Myra from the bed, only to push her back down on the bed, this time with her beautiful ass in the air. He pushed her skirt further up her waist and stood over her with a small leather whip in his hands.

“You have been very naughty lately, Myra. I know you have been thinking some pretty nasty thoughts, you slut. I am going to have to discipline you for being such a naughty little slut.”
Myra giggled. “I am sorry, I won’t do it again.”
“Things will only worsen if you DON’T do those naughty things again, Myra. Now, have you been just a little naughty or very naughty?’
Myra giggled again, “I’ve been very, very naughty. Spank my ass, spank me hard.”
Chad loved this sort of stuff. He raised his arm slightly and swatted Myra’s ass cheeks. It turned him on to see her ass jiggle like that. He loved her ass.
After several swats, Chad felt that the “punishment” had been sufficient and thought that the ass could use some salve of some sort. He began to kiss Myra’s ass cheeks and tenderly touch them. Then Chad took some of his pre-cum and rubbed it all over her ass. As she lay there, he pulled her thong down, sniffed the musky, wet crotch, and tossed it aside. Then he removed her skirt before turning her over to him.

Myra’s eyes were wide with excitement. She could hardly believe all of this was happening. How did Chad know exactly what she wanted? Could he read her thoughts or was it because this is what Chad had wanted all along? The thoughts that Chad and she wanted the same things thrilled her. She could hardly wait for what was to come next.
Chad finished unbuttoning Myra’s shirt and took off her bra. They met the same fate as the panties and skirt. Chad took off his tee-shirt but kept on his sweat shorts. Myra could see the large bulge beneath his shorts and was longing for it.

“Now my little slutty and horny wife, do you want to know what will happen next?”

Myra nodded and exaggerated yes.

“Well, I was thinking about tying you up, or at least your feet to the foot posts of the bed. That way, I can do things to that delicious pussy of yours and you can’t stop me. I will have to do something with your hands, though…we still have those handcuffs, don’t we?”

Myra again nodded. Chad went to their dresser and found the handcuffs and some bondage straps. He placed the straps on Myra’s ankles and then to the bedposts. Next he took her hand and put them above her head and handcuffed them.

“Maybe I should blindfold you, too. I think it would be more exciting for you if you don’t know exactly what I am about to do.” Taking the blindfold Myra sometimes used when she traveled on business, Chad covered her eyes.
“There, that should do it.”
Myra was breathing rapidly now. Her body quivered in excitement. Her nipples felt hard, and her cunt was feeling full and wet.

Chad again began to finger her. Slipping his fingers in and out of her slit, making Myra moan, again, adding a finger at a time until his whole hand was inside of her. He moved his hand around inside of her and felt her body rock with excitement under him. He moved his hand out and reinserted three fingers and found her G-spot once again and felt it swell and fill with her juices. Myra continued to squirm but she knew it was of no use. She was bond and Chad was making her feel her most sensual emotions. With his hand inside of her pussy, Chad started sucking on her clit and playing with her clit with his tongue. Sometimes he would slide his tongue in her slit and his fingers would play with her clit. Back and forth, over and over again he would change from licking to fingering her pussy. Myra was going out of her mind and Chad was enjoying watching her completely unable to stop him. He was becoming more and more aroused and he knew, that he couldn’t keep doing this for much longer, as he was going to explode.

Chad stopped touching her long enough to retrieve something he had brought into the bedroom with him a bit earlier. Myra could not distinguish what the noise was, but she knew it was familiar. She could feel Chad back between her outstretched legs. He opened her pussy with one hand and slipped something inside. It was cold and wet. It sent shivers up Myra’s spine, and at the same time, was very erotic.

“What is that?” She asked.
“I put a little ice in there for safe keeping. A little ice for your beautiful pink icebox. I know it is warm inside, so I am going to check on it in just a moment to see how quickly your hot pussy can melt a piece of ice.”
About 30 seconds later, Myra felt Chad’s fingers looking for the ice.

“I knew your pussy was hot, but wow, it is all gone!”

Myra heard some more movement and then felt Chad as he straddled over her chest. He pushed her boobs together and scooted closer to her head. Her eyes were still blindfolded and she was still bound but she was getting excited because she knew she was about to be titty-fucked. Chad held her tits close together. She could tell that he must have removed his shorts because she felt the bareness of his skin on her chest. She felt his massive cock, oh so hard, fall against her chest and slide between her boobs. His dick was dampened with oil and he thrust himself between her faster and faster.

“Open your mouth my slutty wife, and take in my cock, take it in and let me cum a little in your mouth.”

Myra quickly obeyed. Getting titty-fucked always turned her on and she happily accommodated Chad’s hard dick. Chad didn’t want to fully shoot off his load in her mouth, as he wanted to save some for later. He allowed himself to shoot just enough cum that when he removed himself from Myra’s mouth, a string of cum dripped from his dick to her lips.

“Mmmmm, Baby, you know what I like.”
Myra smiled. No, she thought, you know what I like.

Chad loosened the restraints on Myra’s feet and turned her over so that her ass was in the air, and she was on her knees. Next, he removed the handcuffs and gently rubbed her wrists.
“Get on your hands and knees. Do not remove the blindfold.”
Myra did as Chad asked her.
Chad straddled her from behind and again, caressed her ass with his hands and with kisses. He rubbed some oil on her cheeks and then around her anus. Myra was nearly breathless with anticipation.

First, Chad placed one finger in her asshole and then he tried a second finger. Myra moaned with enjoyment. It shot sensations in her she had never experienced. Chad then took the head of his cock and gently pushed it in her ass and then out again. Back and forth several times he did this, pushing his cock in further each time. It felt good, it felt tight and Chad was feeling amazing. Again, he didn’t want to come in her ass, he wanted to fill her pussy with his load. He had never felt such excitement but he knew if he didn’t come soon, he wouldn’t be able to hold back this wild horse.

Chad lay on his back, and scooted under Myra, who was still on her hands and knees blindfolded. Her tits were hanging and swaying in front of his face. He grabbed them forcefully and sucked them hard. Myra was cumming for at least the fourth time as he sucked her tits. Chad loved it when he made Myra cum in other ways other then actually fucking her.

Chad rolled over and asked Myra to lie on her back. He lifted up her legs so that he could see both her pussy hole and her ass hole. Chad’s cock was still rock hard, and he thrust it in her slit and then in her ass. Faster and faster he would do this and Myra had cum again. She was moaning loudly by now and her nipples were so hard and inviting. Chad pushed her legs up high and laid them on his shoulder. With his left hand, he grabbed her right tit, and with his right hand, he held the base of his shaft and slammed it in and out of her very wet pussy and now wide open ass. This went on for several minutes and both Chad and Myra were thoroughly excited and dripping in their cum juices.

Myra was pleased that Chad was still rock hard. As Chad pulled out of her, he lay on his back and asked Myra to mount him. Myra took off the blindfold and climbed on Chad. She allowed her cunt to take part of him in, and then she pulled him out, and then in and out until she knew he was going mad with excitement.

She then straddled his face and let him tongue fuck her pussy a bit. She leaned back and played with his balls with one hand, while she played with her boob with the other.

“Eat me out, Darling, eat me out.” Myra begged Chad.

Chad lapped up her juices with his tongue, and licked his lips with delight.

Myra knee-walked back so that Chad’s hard cock was just hovering below her ravishing cunt.

“TAKE ME!” Chad screamed. “I gotta have you, gotta have you NOW!”

Myra climbed on Chad’s dick, taking it deep inside of her. While he was thrusting his dick in her, she was grinding her body against his. The sound of the slapping of his balls against her skin, and her boobs flapping wildly turned her on further. Chad grabbed her tits, and sunk his face deep in them. Myra moaned again. She could feel the fullness of Chad’s cock deep within her. Oh, gawd, it felt so good. Thrusting, grinding, bouncing, in and out, faster and faster, deeper and deeper.

“Baby, I am about to cum. Are you almost there?”
“Yes, baby, almost…hold on, I want to cum together.”

More thrusting, more grinding and thrusting and grinding and Myra began to tighten her muscles in her pussy around Chad’s cock. Chad moaned, and begged Myra to do it again. Myra tightened the muscles again, feeling the fullness and massiveness of Chad’s cock.

“I’m cumming, Darling.”
“Oh Gawd!” Chad shouted. “My little slutty wife is so fucking good at fucking!”

“YES!”
Chad and Myra climaxed together. They didn’t separate from each other until their breathing had finally returned to normal and Chad’s cock to it’s normal unexcited size.


Myra thought that this was the end, but Chad had some other plans.
“Clean me up with your lips and tongue, my Darling slut and I shall return the favor.”

Myra and Chad turned on their sides and Chad turned with his feet to the headboard. Chad lifted Myra’s legs with his hand. Myra took all of Chad in her mouth once again. They licked, and sucked each other until the only moisture on her cunt and his cock was from each other’s mouth.

Chad turned back to Myra and then began kissing her like he did in the kitchen when she first arrived home that evening. This time, she surprised him and found his tongue. They were tasting each other’s juices and wanting each other more than ever before.

They were both exhausted from the evening’s events and soon fell asleep.
A few hours later, Chad awoke to find Myra’s hand on his cock and it was already making a tent with the sheet……………..


To be continued



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My first SEXperience

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Hi readers,

I'm Subodh from Hyderabad. I'm 25 now. I'm a fun loving person. I'm a regular reader of Desipapa's erotic stories and wish to share my first experience with u all. This happened when I was in my 9th standard. We had this beautiful girl called Rashmi (name changed),a Bengali in our class. She looked gorgeous with her tempting figure and wonderful boobs. One fine day, I went to meet my friend and saw this lovely girl who stayed in his neighbourhood. I couldn't keep my eyes off her, as she was in a black saree drying her hair. My friend saw me stare and decided to introduce me to her. We had a good chat for a while on the terrace of her building for a while. I knew she was very fast kind of girl. She went down. I said my friend that I would have a look at her house.

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>When I went in, she was relaxing on the bed. She was surprised at my visit. She was all alone in the house. She asked me to leave, as her mom could come any moment. I went into the other room. She was requesting me to leave. I don't know what happened to me at that moment, I pushed her against the wall and started kissing her. I then pulled up her salwar kameez and petticoat and started sucking her lovely little boobs. She was still begging me to leave. She asked me to come the next day. I was a bit surprised at that. I realised she enjoyed it. A little later, I left. The door was open when I was doing all this.

The next day, I dropped at her house, bunking the tution. She gave a smile inviting me in. We had a chat for a while and then I started kissing her all over her face and neck. She was a damn beautiful girl, the one everyone had their looks on. I pulled up her kameez and started sucking her boobs. They were little, with wonderful pinkish nipples. She started to moan in pleasure. This routine continued for few days.

One saturday, I came directly to her house from school. She was in the school dress. I started kissing her passionately. It was the time now to proceed further. I removed her shirt and petticoat. She was half naked on the bed for the first time. Wow, what a beauty. She had such beatiful breasts, that I hungrily started sucking them. She was moaning. She removed my shirt. She was kissing my and licking me. Now, I put my hand on her thigh, while sucking her breasts. She did not resist. I slowly took it further and placed it on her panty. I could feel the wetness. I unhooked her skirt and slowly removed it. Now she was only in her panty. I started kissing and licking her from top to toe. I then rubbed at her cunt from over her panty. She was louder this time. I removed her panty. The love triangle was neatly shaved off. I touched her clitoris and she was saying "aahhhhhhhhhhhh. Its so wonderful when u do that". I started fingering her cunt. I put my tongue and licked it. She was moaning heavily.She cummed and I drank her love potion. Now, I took off my underwear and my 8" dick sprang out. She said " Wow, what a big dick u have". I ordered her to suck it. She sat down on her knees, and put my organ in her mouth. She licked it all over and then started sucking it. After a while, I put her on her back, put my dick at her cunt and slowly started inserting it. The movement was slow as it could be painful for her. I applied some saliva on my dick and pushed it further. At one time, she almost screamed. I realised it would be easier from now on. I increased the pace. She kept saying "Fuck me harder........" So I did. She cummed again. When I was about to cum, I removed my penis, jerked it and cummed into her mouth. She took all of it at one go.I kissed her all over. Both of us had a bath together. I left, as it was the time for her mom to be back.

Later on, we never had another chance as we had our exams. The next year, she shifted to a different school. I was out of the city for my inter and medicine. Only recently, I shifted back to Hyderabad. I would be sharing many more xperiences in the days to come. Do send ur feedback. Any girls or ladies in Hyderabad, like to have some fun, can contact me at subodhblue@yahoo.com

First Night

makalinzi on Sex Stories

Drenched to the skin, we returned back to our hotel. Dominique’s hair was all over the place, my shoes had split, Tom and Nicky were desperate to dry off. We got in the front door. The young couple invited us all back to their room for a drink. Nicky had sobered up a bit in the rain, but she was still a bit tipsy. Dominique wanted to dry off but didn’t want to go back to her room in case Wendy was sleeping. I gallantly offered her use of my room. The six of us agreed to meet upstairs after we’d dried off. We got back to my room, and I showed her the bathroom, and the towels. I went to the bedroom. I stripped off my shoes and socks, removed the jacket and tie. I dried off with the spare towel as she came through. “My shoes are still soaking, but I’ll surviv
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e”, she laughed. We went up to the youngsters room. Milly was already there, and announced “Colin has gone to bed”. Tom and Nicky were already pouring the vodka’s and the five of us laughed about the evening as we drank. Milly said she’d had enough and left, and Nicky’s silly comments showed she was getting drunk again. Tom persuaded her to go to bed, and Dominique and I left. We were on the same floor, so shared the lift down. I was trying to think of an excuse to invite her back, when she “remembered” she’d left her shoes in my room. We got in, and I poured us both another drink. We sat on the bed, and I marvelled in her beauty. “I’ll finish this then I better be going” she said. “Not that I really want to share with Wendy. I don’t believe they gave us a double room.” I just smiled, trying to work out how to get her to stay, she lost her balance as she spoke, and I reached out to steady her. Her head tilted back, and I moved my lips to hers. I kissed her and was pleasantly surprised when I felt her return the kiss. I held her tight and moved my hands down her dress. I knew she was bra-less, we’d al witnessed her take it off at the function, and I slowly slid my hands over her breasts, just enough to bring a gasp to her lips, I slid them down, held her waist and stroked her thigh. We continued our kiss, but were now lying flat on the bed. I moved over her and brought my hands back up to her breasts. I rubbed them gently, and could feel her nipple harden, through her dress. She was starting to moan gently, and I was encouraged to keep going. I was scared she’d tell me to stop, but she seemed to be enjoying it, nearly as much as I was. My left hand continued working on her right breast and nipple, while I slid my right hand down to her waist. Her dress was knee length, but she was lying down, and it had ridden up. I rubbed around her waist, feeling her panty line, and slid down to the hem of her dress, my fingers gently touching her lower thigh. I let it rest there, my left hand still tweaking her nipple, and rubbing her breast, my mouth still tight on hers. My tongue was exploring her mouth, not fast, but gently, and slowly. Tempting her, teasing her. I wanted her to want it so much. My hand moved up her thigh, under her dress, and reached her panties, and to my delight they were thongs. I rubbed the front of them, and could feel her soaking wet already. She was moaning gently, and breathing hard. Her hips were moving to match the rhythm my hands made on her nipples, and on the front of her panties. I could feel her so wet, and I pushed through her panties to where the juice was coming from. She was clearly enjoying herself, and I knew I didn’t want to stop. I took my mouth away from hers, and onto her hardened nipple. I tasted them for the first time. So soft breasts, such hard nipples, and a lovely, undesirable flavour. I moved from one breast to another sucking each one in turn. Using my teeth to nibble on her, giving her small pain sensations to go with the good ones. Her thongs were nearly inside her now, and I decided it was time to get rid of clothes altogether. I lifted her dress up over her head, and to her surprise, took it over to the wardrobe, where I hung it up. I looked back at this angel, lying on my bed, with just a pair of thongs on. She had a half smile on her face, I removed my shirt and kilt, and joined her on the bed. She lay back and I moved over onto her. I kissed her first on the mouth, then on her nipples, and back to her mouth. I sucked hard on her breasts, pulling them into my mouth, and then releasing them, one at a time, then back to her soft lips. My tongue invaded her mouth again, and I twisted us round. She was kneeling now, and I slid my hands under the waistband of her thongs, and pulled them down, and off. I must admit to being surprised at how hairy she was down there. I’d always imagined her shaven, or at least trimmed, and when I’d been rubbing her, there had been no hair outside of the panties. I wasn’t worried, and could see her clitoris poking out. I reached over and rubbed it, using her wet pussy to lubricate my fingers. She was so wet now, nothing was going to stop her, and I only had to touch her right thigh, and she moved it over and on top of me. In one move she dropped her pussy straight over my rock hard cock, and had me all the way inside her. I lay back as she moved back and forward as well as up and down, rubbing her clit on my pelvis, at the same time as fucking me hard. She was going at some speed, I was merely there. I looked up at her breasts bouncing in time to her thrusts, and then she started to cum. Oh my, how she came, she let out a yell, then a long deep growl, and thrust harder onto me. I felt as if she was trying to get inside me, and then I felt her cum run all over us. I was still hard, and was by now thrusting back into her. She slowed down, and I found a rhythm, moving up inside her, and then almost the whole way out. I’ll be honest, I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed a sexual encounter as much. She was making me so hot, the juices running out of her, and I was rock hard, and although I felt so good, I wasn’t ready to cum yet. We moved together up and down, in and out for so long, the sweat pouring off both of us. I lay back watching her gorgeous tits bounce up and down in the same rhythm as she bounced on my dick. I started to feel the movement in my balls, and held her close. She understood, and bent down to kiss me deep as I came deep inside her. I came for ages, there was so much there. I just kept cumming inside her, and she started to cum again. I’d never known a woman with so much energy. We made love twice more that night, before joining the others for the long journey home. It was the start of a beautiful relationship that we kept secret from everyone at work, as well as my wife. Unfortunately theses things have to end, and she moved on to another company. I haven’t seen her since, but still remember the times we had together, none so special as that first night. Please leave a review, as I like to know what others think, and if you’d like to hear about more of our adventures email me at e1mailplay@aol.com

Jenny and Maggie part1

francis on Sex Stories

JENNY & MAGGIE  1.

It was the summer that Alice Cooper’s, ‘Schools Out for Summer’ was high in the charts.   Living on the coast near Margate, I’d started a summer job - before going to university - at the chain of Butlins hotels as a porter.  This required doing all sorts of jobs that did not fit into other employees job descriptions.  After five days I’d changed over to the night shift.  This started at 10pm. and finished at 6am.  Duties included sorting out any problems, or passing them on to the duty manager.  Also to lock the doors at midnight, but let in any guests than could not find their keys, and clean the snooker room and guest lounge on the ground floor near the reception desk.

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was now about 1.30am; I’d put all the glasses in the bar from the snooker room and lounge and collected the ashtrays to clean later on, after swiftly vacuuming the two rooms.  The bell at reception rang letting me know that someone wanted to be let in.  I went to the door and was surprised to see two of the chambermaids who I had chatted up earlier in the week hoping to have a fling before university.

 They were two girls from Glasgow.  I had found out they too were off to college in September, and they had been friends for several years.  They were living in the rather grim staff accommodation at the rear of the hotel.  I let them in, and it was clear that they were slightly drunk.  They said they had run out of coffee and milk and could I make them some in the reception office.  They went into the lounge and made themselves comfortable on two adjacent leather sofa’s, kicking off their shoes.  I went into the reception office to make the coffee.

When I arrived in the lounge Jenny said that Maggie was asleep. I handed Jenny a coffee, put the rest on a nearby table, and sat next to her.  We made small talk till Jenny had finished the coffee.  Then she said was I slow on the up take?  Then leaned over and started to kiss me.  I was quite surprised, as when I had spoken to them in the previous week I had not noticed that they were particularly interested in me. Also in all my previous relationships I’d made all the first moves.

Jenny was about five foot eight, with short, very light blonde hair - which I thought, had to be bleached - and I guessed she was a size 14.  ‘Built for comfort not for speed’, but not what you could call fat.

We kissed, becoming more animated.  I started to pull the shirt out of her jeans, and to unbutton it.  Jenny started to undo my shirt, which become a bit of a race to see who’s shirt came off first.  With our tops off I took a more detailed look at her, at the same time I leaned forward and undid her pale blue front fastening bra.    As her bra sprang open her breasts - which were large - hardly drooped at all.  They were firm and round. I reached towards them, cupping and squeezing them while starting to kiss her again.  My fingers rolled her nipples around.  This made them very stiff, so I stopped kissing Jenny and started on her nipples with my lips and tongue.  As I did so Jenny started to moan, then started to undo my trousers.


 I took this to be a sign that shag was on the cards.  So I then started to undo her jeans.  Jenny broke away and pulled her jeans off.  The front of her pale blue knickers was already damp, and had made a crease down the cleft of her cunt.  “Get yours off then” Jenny commanded as she pulled her knickers off, and dropped onto her other clothes.  So I kicked my shoes off and pulled my trousers and briefs off, followed by my socks.  We then sat back on the sofa and started to kiss.  My hand moved onto Jenny’s cunt - which was also as blonde as her hair - tracing the groove of her cunt so that it started to open up, then I eased two fingers into her and began to finger fuck her.  Jenny opened her legs to make it easier.  Jenny then took my cock and saying that my finger fucking felt so good, began wanking me.

Jenny started moaning and soon shouted that she was cumming, and pushed down onto my hand.  Then she stood up, turned around, and keeling on the sofa gripped the back of it, and told me she needed a cock up her cunt.  Positioning myself behind her, I ran it up and down her wet cunt.  Jenny was impatient and pushed back so that I slipped most of the way up her love channel.  I gripped her hips, then pushed the rest of the way in.  We had built up to a very quick rhythm and we made loud slapping noises as I thrust into her, and soon Jenny said she was cumming again, and that I had to be careful as she was not using anything.  As she came her cunt tightened on my prick.  This started me on my way to spunking, so I said I was about to cum too.

 As I took my next backstroke, Jenny eased forward and I slipped out of he.  She turned and sitting down, took hold of my cock and easing me forward so I was kneeling on the edge of the sofa with her legs between mine.  Jenny moved slightly and pushed her breasts together, encasing my prick between them and at the same time rubbing and pinching her nipples which caused her to cum, yet once more.  The sweat on this warm night acted as a lubricant and after a few strokes I shot jet after jet of spunk over her chest, neck and face.  We collapsed next to each other.  Jenny wiped the spunk onto her breasts and rubbed it into her tits.  I kissed her again and then sat back on the sofa to recover.  In a few minutes Jenny had fallen asleep and had started to snore.  So I took back the cups to the reception.

When I arrived back in the lounge Jenny’s snoring had woken Maggie.  “You’ve been fucking my friend” she asked  - which I thought was rather obvious as she was naked and had spunk smeared on her tits.  “So what about my turn?”

So I moved over to her sofa, and we started by kissing.  Maggie was my height in bare feet - five foot ten - with very white skin, and a thick mane of black hair which run down to the middle of her buttocks, which was pulled back and tied in two bunches.  She was also very slim with black glasses - rather like Nana Mouskouri wore  - and was wearing a sleeveless black mini dress.  Maggie then knelt in front of me and taking my cock in her hand, started to run her tongue around my bell end and dribbled saliva down my length. With her hand she began wanking me, so that the wetness was spread evenly along it.  She now moved up and down my cock, taking all of me into her mouth, tightly running up and down.  It was wonderful, especially as this was the first time a lover had given me oral sex.




 Before I started to cum, I reached the zip on the back of her dress and undid it as far as I could.  Very briefly Maggie stopped sucking me off, and shook off her dress letting it slide down so it rested in her lap. She pulled her arms out of it.  As she had tiny ‘A’ cup breasts she had on only the dress and a pair of black panties.  Starting to bob up and down my cock again, and while holding it with one hand used the other to rub herself though her panties.  I was soon near to spurting.  Maggie sensed this, and taken it out of her mouth, squeezed it at the base which had the effect of stopping me shooting off.  

Maggie stood up, and stepped out of her dress.  Her pubic hair stuck out of the legs of her panties, which as Jennies had been, was wet with her cunt fluids.  She slipped them off, and I could now see she had a dense bush of black hair.  She then turned so her back was towards me, took her left hand and using her first two fingers opened her cunt lips.   She reached back with her right hand to hold the back of the sofa. Then lowered herself down towards my lap.  I held my cock and guided it to the entrance of her cunt and the fingers she was using to hold her cunt open.  I let her lower herself down, and soon I was fully imbedded in her. Her cunt was very tight, but warm and wet.

After a brief stop, Maggie started moving up and down.  The sensation was wonderful.  As she did so, she said that she’d only given her boyfriends oral sex and that now, about to start college, and away from Glasgow, she was ready for her first fuck.  No wonder she was tight, as she was the first - and only - virgin I have had.

Maggie was now shouting that it felt so good and speeded up her movements.  I started to thrust into her and slipping her two bunches of hair over her shoulders I moved my hands onto her little tits, and using her silky long hair played with them and pinched her nipples which were almost a centimetre long.  She then said “ Oh yes, quicker, I’m nearly there.  Fuck me, fuck me, harder“.  And with a series of judders came several times.

As Jenny was not using any protection, I asked Maggie if I could cum in her.  She replied that, she’d prepared herself and was on the pill.   I now thrust even harder, and Maggie soon had another orgasm as I shot deep inside her.   Lifting herself off my still firm cock, she stretched out on her front and gave me another blowjob, this time taking the small amount of spunk I had left into her mouth and then rolling it around before swallowing it down.  Leaving me drained, she said that she and Jenny had better get to bed, as they had to work the next morning. So waking Jenny, they quickly dressed.

Before leaving they asked when my next days off were.  I told them that I had two days off next week. They said if they could arrange it, could I take them each out to see some of the local sights. They knew I had a BSA 650, and that it would also be their first time on a motorbike.  Another new experience for them.  I did take them to many places during the summer, and fucked them both many times.  It was a really great summer.   

Francis.   part 2 continues the story:
 

Sweet Angel

K.Teal on Sex Stories

Chapter 1-------------------

The club was thick and heavy with cigar and cigarette smoke. Corporate executives sat at tables and alcoves drinking and laughing as they watched girls dance around in next to nothing at all. Most of them were asian, most of them were rich. Most of the dancers were western women, red heads and blonds were the favorites for the asian executives so for a young asian woman getting a chance to dance here was hard as can be.

One of the few who had gotten a chance to dance here leaned against the bar, taking a break for a moment as she drank from a bottle of water. The girl looked exotic, and young. She was over the age of concent, but she had the looks of a young teenage girl, which most men loved. Her little body helped a lot, as her years of gymnat

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ics, starvation diets and work out rituals would make most men beg for mercy made her figure look more pre-adolecent. Tonight she wore one of those cute little pleated skirts, pink and blue plad that only stopped at her mid thighs. This girl knew how to get to the customers, through the idea of forbidden sex. She had on a cropped little teeshirt, with a cartoon cat on the front, and her hair was pulled in pigtails with cute little pink bows. The girl looked tired, as she drank the water, tips weren't so good tonight as it seemed tonights flavor was blond.

Her eyes glanced at the bartender, a woman wearing a skin tight tanktop and leather pants and let out a long sigh. "I'm going to call it a night.." The girl said as she tossed a dollar on the counter. The tender nodded her head as she motioned for the girl to get going. "I won't tell the owner." The girl turned from the bar and started walking out, holding the half drank bottle of water in her hands. She stopped at the door long enough to get her purse, yes this place had a coat check, as it was one of those spendy strip joints. She then spilled out onto the night street with a sigh. It was close to one  in the morning... and she had a long walk to the bus station to get home.

The girl walked down the block slowly as she reached into her purse to pull out a cigarette. There was hardly anyone out on the streets tonight, it was the middle of the work week, and most sane people were home a sleep. The few people out were either homeless or dealing drugs.. and most of them didn't bother with her one bit. They knew she worked for one of the local business men, and they knew not to bite the hand that feeds them.

She turned the corner as she light her cigarette walking slowly as looked up at the sky. She wasn't afraid of the people on the streets, she knew she would be alright.

As she came into site of the small bus station, someone grabbed her from behind. Someone was lurking in the shadows of the building. His hand wrapped around her lips, as his other hand pulled her tightly against his waist, his fingers sliding under her skirt to cup around her pussy. His words came to her ears like a rush. "Well, look what we have here..." he murmered his lips tickling her lobe. "I've wanted you for so long."

The girl stiffened slightly as she lets out a breath from her nose. The man continued to murmer against her ear, as his fingers slide over her cloth covered sex. "I am going to have so much fun with you tonight.... And if your a good girl, I'll leave behind more money then you could ever make at that strip club."

The girl glanced around, the street folk conviently vanishing, so as not to admit they saw what was going on. She squirmed a bit, trying to push away from him, but all it did was push his fingers into her sex, driving it against that special spot. His grasp on her was tight, and with her struggling now, it was rubbing her the right way unfortunately.

"Oh you dirty little girl, your getting all wet down there." He murmered into her ear, as pulled her so tightly against him, she could feel his hard cock against her backside. Finally she stopped fighting against him, as it was only causing his arrousal to harden more, and she just went limp in his arms. "Good little girl... goood little girl." She could see the lights of a car pull up next to them, and the sounds of a door being opened. His hand on her hip loosened as he lifted it and placed a cover over her eyes, blocking out the world, and shrowding her in darkness.

The next thing the girl knew she was behind shoved into the car, face down on the seat as her arms were pulled roughly behind her back and taped in place, her shoes were pulled off and dumped on the floorboard, before her ankles were taped as well leaving her helpless and screaming inside. A hard plastic ball forced itself into her mouth, as straps wrapped around her head, securing it in place forcing her to be silent as she could feel the man slide into the car, lifting her hips to place them on his lap.

The man's hands begain to roam over her ass, pulling her skirt up to expose her white thong and bare cheeks. His hand then smoothed over her skin slowly as he squeezed her with his finger tips tightly. "Oh god look at this ass, so tight... so tight." he moaned slightly panting from the thrill.

She took a moment to breath, smelling in the smell of expensive car leather, this was a spendy car to have this smell she thought as she shuddered slightly. His hands were now sliding between her legs, toying with her sex again. "Oh god, such a little cunt... a tight cunt I bet." He murmered in his fantasy.

She tried to hold still, very still any movement only caused more confusing waves of pleasure to corse through her body. The man slid her thong panties to the side as he then started to flutter his fingers through her sensitive folds, teasing her more as he played just outside her little slit. She couldn't help but jerk around as his fingers pushed slightly into her slit and then fluttered away. The man only seemed to like it more as he continued to play with her body. "Oh this is going to be so fun, I am going to love tonight so much." He moaned from his lips as he slightly pushed her hips aside so his other hand could undo his pants and pull his cock out.

She could feel him starting to strock his cock, she could feel it slightly on her hip as he continued to slide his finger through her wet lips, swirling it around her slit a moment before he finally pushed the finger into her body. She jerked slightly as she trembled, sqirming more, though not to get away. His hand felt to good, she was getting so aroused that she wanted him to continue.

"Oh you like that don't you baby girl..." he murmered softly. "You are so wet..." he said as he pulled his finger free from her body and stuck it into his mouth. "Oh god, it tastes so good... I can't wait to get you home." The girl could feel the car turn a corner, as her head bumped into the other door, and her hips rubbed against his cock.

The car soon slowed, and turned again. She could hear echo's so she knew they were inside some place. The car stopped and turned off, then the door opened as hands pulled her out and off the man's lap. They were firm hard hands lifting her up and out of the car, scraping her back against the hood as she soon found herself over someone's shoulders.

She could hear the man's voice again. "Becareful with her, I don't want her hurt at all..." He says as he pants heavy, coming up behind where she layed helpless and touched the side of her face. "She's so beautiful, so very beautiful."

She could hear a door open, and the sounds of their footsteps now echoing on a hard wood floor. Another door opened and soon she found herself being tossed upon a bed, a rather soft big bed with fluffy blankets and satin pillows. Her face was resting against it, her chest smashed against the covers as she held her self still unsure of what was going to happen. Soon she felt the man's body over hers, pushing her more firm against the covers as he whispered in her ears. "Now, I am going to undo your legs, and place them more open to me...your not going to try to kick me are you?" he murmered, licking her lobe. She shook her head no, holding completely still as he then pushed away from her to undo the tape around her ankles.

She felt his hands on her ankles a moment, spreading her legs wide for him, as he lifted her skirt to take a peek. "Oh you have such a perfict little ass." he commented with utterly delight. His hands slowly moved up the back of her thighs, sliding against her skin. "It's so beautiful..I can't wait to sink my cock into your tight little pussy." He murmered again as his fingers curled around the waist band of her panties. He pulled them doing, turning her over a moment to untangle them from her body before sliding them off her legs.

She layed still for him, not fighting anymore  as he then started to slide his finger through her folds a moment. "Not yet, my lover, not yet." he murmered softly as he pulled away. Soon she felt him lift her foot, rolling her over carefully as he clapped a leather strap around her ankle, and pulled it tight so she couldn't slip it off. He then pulled away from her, and she could hear his footsteps circle around the bed slowly, before his hand grasped her other ankle and pulled her leg to the side. Her legs were spread wide open now, and chained to she couldn't close them.

She felt him crawl between her legs, and push his hips against her own as he smashed her back into the bed, pinning her arms down unconfertably. His lips returned to her ear, whispering softly. "Now, my little angel, my little doll I am going to remove the tape on your arms, and your going to be a good girl and not try to slap me aren't you?" He said with a soft moan. "Oh I can feel the heat of your sex, it wants me." All she could do was wimper, not for fear but this time desire as he toyed with her body.

He pulled away from her slowly, then wrapped his hands around her shoulders, forcing her to sit up. He pulled her against his chest as his arms slide around her back, cutting off the tape, and letting her arms free. Out of instinct her hands pulled forward wrapping around his waist pulling him closer to her as her hands slid against the silk of his shirt, and her face burried in his shoulder taking in a deep smell of his aftershave. His body tensed up at first, then relaxed as he realized she wasn't going to try and fight him anymore. "Oh... my angel." He murmered into her ear, as his arms wrapped around her waist and held her close for a moment. "Now be a good girl and let me lay you back. " He murmered softly as he started to pull her back down on the bed.

His hands pulled her shirt off her head, leaving her upper body exposed to him, her breast slightly jiggling. He then reached down and slowly cupped her breasts in his hands, giving them such a tender squeeze as his lips planted soft kisses. "Oh your breasts are so perfict my angel." His fingers toyed with her skin, rolling her nipples around as he planted another soft kiss upon her neck.

She couldn't help but move now as her hands curled around his, pushing his touch into her breasts more as she gave a muffled moan into the air. His grip firmed on her as he leaned down to tickle her ear again with is wispers. "Angel, patients... I am not going to hurt you, I would never hurt you, but you need to be patient my lover... I will take care of your ever need, you don't need to work for that club anymore lover, you don't need to work there anymore. I will give you everything you could ever want." His promises tickled her sences as he pulled away again. He took one of her wrists and pulled it over her head, clapping a velvet cuff over her skin. He did the same with her other hand, and then he leaned so close to her ear again. "My little angel, you wear such trashy clothes... you are so beautiful, you should be wrapped in silk." 

His hands then reached for her skirt, undoing the button and zipper as she then felt cold metal on her skin as he cut away her skirt. "Your skin is so beautiful, so soft." He murmered and pulled her skirt from her hips. "Now your perfict, almost. I am going to take out the ball gag, and your not going to scream." She shook her head slowly, as his hands moved to unhook the leather strap. He pulled the ball from her mouth, letting her close and lax her jaw. "There angel." He murmered, setting the thing aside. She let out a slow breath, whispering so softly, afraid he was going to get mad. "I am thirsty..." She felt her head lift up, and pillows placed under it as he then slid off the bed. "Of course my angel, of course. Let me get you some water, or would you like some wine?" The girl shivered slightly. "Just water... just water. I don't want to be drunk, I want to remember." She murmered at him as she turned her head to follow his sounds. She could hear the door open again and then close, leaving her alone tied to the bed.

She shivered and felt exposed, vunerable now, alone. She could feel her tears weld up from her eye lids and spill down her cheeks soaking into the cloth cover on her eyes. She didn't want to make any noise incase there was someone else there, someone else watching, she was afraid the second man was.

Time inched by and what seemed like forever until the door opened again. She should hear footsteps over the floor again, coming to her. "Angel I have your water." he said softly, as he lifted her head up, and pressed her lips to the glass. She took a sip and then started to drink quickly.  After a moment she let go of the glass with her lips, leaning her head back into his hand a moment.

The man layed her head back and moves away from her a second. "Angel you look so beautiful, so sentually beautiful. " He murmered into the air then leaned close to plant a hungry kiss upon her lips. His tongue licked out, slowly sliding over her skin before it dove into her mouth. Her lips returned his kisses, sliding her own tongue back against his, as she let out a soft breath into the air. After a moment, the man pulled away. "Oh Angel..." he murmered softly, as he climbed onto the bed beside her, sliding his fingers over her skin. "Oh Angel, my sweet Angel." His fingers curled around her breasts again, massaging them so softly in his hand, he seemed almost timid at the concept she was so willing.

She felt him slide himself until he was between her legs, his hands never leaving her breasts as he leaned down and took a deep breath of her sweet musky smell. "Oh...." was all he could manage to murmer from his lips as he hovered over her sweet little body content just to smell her for the moment as his hands continued to squeeze her breasts. She let out a soft moan from her lips, as she squeezed her eyes shut under the blind fold, enjoying the feeling he was giving her.

His lips finally locked upon her, sucking her skin into his mouth as his tongue slips through her wet drenched pussy. His tongue moved slowly, lingering over her clit a moment before he starts to flick it softly. All she could do was gasp, and pull against the bonds as he teased her sences again. His licks became more feverish, more hungery as he continued to taste her upon his lips. It wasn't long before her sences were so overfilled that her body shuddered and released more of her juices into his mouth, which he sucked and licked up hungerly. Finally he pulled from her, sitting up as he started to crawl over her trembling body.

"Angel... my sweet Angel." He murmered into her ear, as his body draped over hers, his hard cock pressing against her folds. "Lover, my sweet lover." he shuddered as he started to tease her with his member, sliding it through her wet skin. Her chest heaved and panted as she lifted her head slightly off the pillows. "Let me see you please." she begged softly into the air. The man stopped moving, hands on her hips as he let out a breath. "No.. no Angel no.." He murmered softly as he pulled away. All she could do was wimper as he left her body. "No please.. no." she begged as her head started to swim. Her eye lids felt heavy, as she started feeling so tired now, her arms and legs going limp as she started drifting into a black haze.

The Man With in Her Dreams

Shayne on Sex Stories

He is in her dreams; it is as if she can feel him touching her, licking every inch of her. She can feel him deep inside of her hot, wet pussy, as she gets wetter and hotter the more she thinks of him.

 

The dream she wonders? The same dream she has night after night, she cannot get him out of her mind.

 

As she lay in bed waiting to fall asl

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eep her mind wonders as she starts to rub her breast, nipples growing and getting hard. She moves her hand slowly and gently down to her thighs. Her legs spreading farther apart as if he was there wanting to enter her hot, wet, pussy. Her fingers gliding over her clit, she moans, she slips her fingers into her very wet pussy.

 

As she falls asleep, the man she wants so much is here, he is lying next to her. Touching her like she has never been touched. He starts at her neck, kissing, nibbling, as he move down her body the passion is growing between them. He stops just inside her thigh, pausing to tease her with his tongue licking at her clit. The moment she has been waiting for, as he begins to eat her sweet, wet pussy. She moans as she wants more, just a she is about to cum, he stops. Moving very slowly up her body with his tongue.

 

He teases her with the head of his cock, rubbing her thighs, and then the clit. She can not take anymore. She must have him inside her. She must feel him. She has wanted him to fuck her since the dreams started. As he entered her pussy, the feeling was intense. Thrusting deeper, and harder, she was to that point once again. As he pumped his cock in and out of her she came with such intensity she became numb.

 

The hard, pounding fucking seemed to please her with such passion. She never wanted this dream to end. The man she was dreaming about night after night was there fucking her, making her feel like a woman again.

 

She moans, begging him to fuck her harder. He wishes to take his time, making this all worth her while. And he does.

 

He works his cock with such perfection; the motions are perfectly timed with each thrust. His cock feels so good inside her pussy, as her cum is making her wetter and wetter.

 

He moves his tongue down to her pussy once again, licking, sucking, and nibbling at her clit. She wants to explode as he sticks this tongue inside her. “FUCK ME, FUCK ME” she cries.  Over and over he taunts her pussy with his tongue. She wants him inside again.

 

Thrusting his cock back inside of her, slowly getting deeper and deeper. She has never felt this way. Who is he? Who could he be? The moment has reached the ultimate climax. He is thrusting his cock hard and deep making her cum once again.  She begs him to never stop.

 

It is morning again, as she lays nude in the bed she is startled to realize this is not a dream……

 

 

But a REALITY!

 

 

Wet With Love,

 

Shayne

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just good friends

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I'd known Kate for three months.  We'd hit it off right away and it was as though we had known each other for years.  She was everything a guy could ask for.  Big tits, long legs, pretty face, long brown curly hair and lips to die for.

We'd been to a Halloween party this particular night and she'd been dressed as a naughty school girl - I swear I spent most of my time in the bathroom trying to think of something boring to make my boner go away.  I was dressed as a cowboy with tight jeans so each time she was near me it was quite obvious if I got excited.  As normal kate was staying over at my apartment.  She would make up a bed in the living area and I would be in my bed.  I'd lie there and wait for her to fall asleep then creep into the living area to see if

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i could catch a glimps of her pussy or tits but I never did.  I'd go back to my room and jack off pretending what I'd do to her and shoot my load all over my hand.

Tonight wasn't any different.  I'd been drinking lots to cope with the fact that I had a hot chick in my house and I couldn't touch her.  I crept into the living area and tonight was my lucky night.  She'd thrown the sheet off her and I could see where her short PJs had riden up and I could clearly see her pussy.  I wanted to walk forward and put my finger in it and lick it but I didn't dare.  Instead i stood there stroking my dick until I was about to shoot then I ran to the bathroom.

I got into bed and slept dreaming of kate sucking my dick.  I woke up the next morning, rubbed the sleep from my eyes and walked to the kitchen. Of course I was naked and I started to make coffee.  Then I heard a voice say, "good morning, I didn't expect you up yet!"

It was Kate, how the hell did I forget she was here!  She started to walk into the kitchen - "NO" I shouted.  she asked why and I told her I'd forgotten she was there and I had no clothes on.

She commented that my dick wasn't the first one she'd seen and she hoped to god it wasn't the last one she'd see so what was the problem?  What was the problem?  She had PJs on that were so short I could see everything, I was naked and had a huge boner - that was the problem!!!!!

I moved around the kitchen with my back to her and my hard dick facing the cupboards.  I was at the microwave up the corner when she asked me to step back so she could get in the cupboard.  It was an awkward moment and I said I couldn't.  Why not she asked. Because I said.  Because why she asked.

I thought shit she's going to see me soon enough so I stepped back and said, "because of this!"  She looked down and stared at my dick.  I'm not bragging but I'm pretty big down there - 9 inches and 6 inches around and it was standing to attention in her honor.

She looked me in the eye and said that she had no idea.  I apologised and said sorry.  She took a step forward and told me not to be sorry then she totally shocked me.

She got down on her knees and took my dick in her mouth.  She licked it as thought it was an icey melting, then she took as much of me in her mouth as she could and started to suck.  God I'd dreamt about this for so long was this really happening?  She moved her mouth and said, "just one question.  can you cum more than one time?  I want to suck you dry but I want this big dick in my pussy, I'm sooo wet, can you do it?"

Was she joking?  I could cum as many times as she wanted me too.  I said, "yes I can cum more than once," and she went to work on my dick again.  I could feel my balls start to tighten so I grabbed her head and pushed my dick further into her mouth and exploded.  She swallowed every drop.

She stood up and for the first time I kissed her while my hand went up her top and massaged her tits.  They filled me hands. I took her top off and sucked on her nipples then slipped her bottoms down her legs.  she slipped out of them and i dug my hand into her pussy while rubbing her clit with my thumb.  She started to grind against my hand and moan.  I thought that the kitchen wasn't the best place to be doing this but I tried to pull my hand away and she wouldn't let me.  I got down on my knees and dove into her pussy, licking her clit then her hole.  Her juices were flowing and I was lapping them up.  She started to moan really loudly and put my head into the vice of her thighs and she orgasmed for about 2 minutes.

I stood up and kissed her so that my juices and her juices mixed together in our mouths.

"I want you to fuck me now.  Make me wet and make me cum hard with that big dick of yours. I can't believe how big it is."

I didn't need to be told twice.  i turned her around, bent her over the kitchen counter and positioned my cock at her pussy lips.  I rammed it into her and started to pound her hard.  I slipped my hands around to cup one tit with one hand and rub her clit with the other.  This was sooooo hot.  when I felt like I was going to shoot my load I grabbed her hips and almost withdrew then slammed it back into her.  she was telling me to shove that big dick into her wet pussy and making lots of noise.  this was sweet - I shot my load as she came hard.  She gripped my dick inside of her with her pussy muscles while I shot load after load into her.

I pulled out of her, turned her around and kissed her hard on the lips.  She asked why we hadn't done that before.  Search me!!!!

We both showered seperately and were getting dressed in the bedroom.   I asked her if this meant we were together and she said what do you think?

I was just putting my dick into my jockey shorts.  As I said I'm quite big down there so I have to position my dick just right.  I was adjusting my dick and looked up to see Kate looking at me.  "You do that very well," she said, "I never knew you were so big."  I smiled and started to rub my dick through the material so that it began to get hard.  You've seen it like this before underneath my jeans, I told her.  Whenever we'd been out I'd drop you off and get hard.  Sometimes I'd make it home to jack off, other times I'd have to slip my dick out and jack off on the way home!"

"That's funny," she said because every time you left me I'd go in the house, get out my vibrator and pretend you were fucking me.  But I didn't realise I should have had a bigger vibrator!!"

We laughed and she moved towards me.  My dick was straining against my shorts.  She opened the front and my dick sprang out.  "how are we ever going to get anywhere when you have this thing in your pants?" she said.

I laughed, pushed her down on the bed and lifted her legs over my shoulders.  I put my dick into her waiting pussy and gently moved my hips backwards and forwards.  I was almost pulling out of her and then pushing it right back in.

It didn't take long for her to cum but I wasn't ready.  We moved positions and she sat on top of me.  she rode me like a mechanical bull until I bucked and shot my load into her.

That was two years ago and we still have to stop at the strangest of places to pleasure each other.  she likes to sleep with my dick in her hand - we don't get much sleep!!!! 

Maybe if you want to read more I can tell you where we'd got all sexed up, hot and steamy?

Jenna Jameson's Flashpoint

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The work atmosphere in the 23rd District Fire Department of Southern California was so good that many firefighters from other districts made requests to be transferred, especially men, who were captivated by the uncharacteristically beautiful blonde women working there.

There was a point in time not long ago that the firefighters of the 23rd District were a happy bunch. It was mainly because Captain Marks made sure to hire unselfish, team players with a genuine willingness to help others. Above all, he looked for people who tried to see the positive in everything.

Jenna Jameson was the youngest of the crew, just a shade ov

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er 24. She was a natural blonde with huge breast, a slim waist and the prettiest face you’ve ever seen. She had a body that could easily be gracing the pages of magazine covers instead of wearing a fireman’s suit.

It felt strange being gathered with her fellow firefighters today. No one was smiling or sweating from a workout. Nobody’s yellow fire suit was making her squint when she looked at them. It had been 20 minutes since she’d arrived and she hadn’t heard a single giggle.

She sat with her shoulders squared in the small church trying to keep her composure. Along with everyone else, the words of the clergyman penetrated deep into her soul and brought out happy memories turned bitter by the tragic accident from two days earlier.

Not only was Jenna Jameson the youngest, she was a blonde female in a field dominated by men. Although there wasn’t much of a competitive atmosphere at the 23rd, she still felt she had to work harder than anyone else to be taken seriously.

As usual, she was up that Tuesday morning checking and cleaning her equipment while everyone else was still snoring in their bunks. When she was done with that she lay on the floor and did 100 sit ups and 20 push ups.

She removed her sweat-soaked clothes and stepped into the shower. She let the hot water massage her aching muscles for a long time before she started lathering up.

There was a vibe in the air that gave Jenna the impression that today was going to be a good day. She was halfway done washing and the alarm hadn’t gone off. She had the worst luck with that alarm. No matter what time of day she took a shower, the alarm always seemed to sound off before she was finished.

She started rubbing soap suds all over her arms and neck. Then she soaped her breasts by wrapping the washcloth around one of them and pulling it through her cleavage. She repeated the process for the other breast. It resembled a figure eight motion.

She lathered her legs, butt, and back. Then she came to her pleasure spot and used her fingers to work soap all around her vaginal lips. At first she massaged the whole mound of tender love, but when she started getting horny, she slid her middle finger along her wet lips and started rubbing her clit.

A low moan escaped her mouth. She closed her eyes and started cycling through her mind’s kinky index of sex fantasies. Which one did she want to masturbate to this time?

As soon as the thought entered her mind, the sound of the fire alarm filled the station. Her eyes popped wide open in shock. They narrowed with anger as she hastily started to rinse herself off.

“Shit!” barked Jenna. “It never fails—every time I’m in the shower!”

She stepped out reaching for a towel in the same motion. She could hear the commotion of her comrades hustling out of bed to get their clothes on.

She wiped away as much water as she could as she ran to the sleeping quarters still naked and damp, her breasts flopping around like two water balloons. She tossed away the towel and started to get dressed.

Lieutenant Anderson, a ten-year veteran, did a double take when he saw her massive breasts jiggling around.

She put her blue basic uniform on. It consisted of a T-shirt and slacks with black socks and boots. It was difficult because her cotton material kept sticking to her wet skin, but she managed to get everything on and she was on her way to the pole.

She centered herself by positioning the pole between her breasts. Then she got a tight grip with both hands, hopped onto the pole and let gravity do the rest.

The captain briefed everybody on the situation when they were all aboard the fire engine. There was a car accident two blocks away, and from what he heard from the police report, the people involved were trapped in their twisted vehicles.

They put their yellow suits on as they listened.

This is what it’s all about, Jenna thought. She loved to put that yellow suit on. It made her feel like a heroine every time because she knew there were helpless people somewhere out there who needed little Jenna to come and save them.

Jenna felt a cold chill run down her spine, partly because of the wind blowing on her damp body, and partly because of the rush of adrenaline flowing through her veins as they sped through the city’s streets with sirens blazing a path.

The police were already at the scene of the accident when they arrived. They were mostly trying to clear away the crowds of onlookers.

Captain Marks walked up to the police captain, who looked remarkably a lot like the Hawaiian from the old TV show C.H.I.P.S., and asked, “What do we got here?”

“Two-car injury accident. One victim, lacerations and a broken wrist,” said the captain.

Marks said, “Myers, you get to the other one over there. Kelly, Anderson, hit the truck.” That was his way of telling them to get a move on.

The police captain pointed to one of the cars and said, “The passenger over here is unconscious, possible neck and back injuries.” Pointing to the other vehicle, he said, “And the driver over here has been complaining of back and chest pains.”

They got out the Jaws of Life and tried to pry open the driver side door as a news helicopter flew overhead. It took three tries, but they managed to pop open. The door moaned a loud squeak as the men of the 23rd struggled to open it wide enough to get to the passenger inside.

Jenna shook her head at the twisted mess of a man once it was open. Exasperated, she said, “Another one without a seatbelt. When are they gonna learn?”

She started checking the man for any signs of injury besides his apparent nosebleed. “Are you okay? How do you feel?” she asked him.

He was obviously in a lot of pain. He could barely breathe without wincing, the poor fool. She checked his pulse. It was strong and beating at a steady pace. He’d be alright with time to heal and a boatload of painkillers. Another firefighter steadied his head and placed a brace around his neck.

Jenna asked, “What’s your name?”

The man’s eyes popped open. He finally seemed to snap out of his haze. He begged, “Get me out of here.” He could smell gasoline!

Unfortunately, the others had their minds so focused on the task at hand that they didn’t see or smell anything unusual. The man heard somebody say, “Just take it easy and try not to move.”

A stretcher was being moved towards the ambulance with a man whose entire torso was covered in blood. The only thing about him that showed signs of life was the rise and fall of his chest.

Gas was still spilling from the punctured gas tank, and unknown to the crew, sparks were literally flying under the hood. The impact of the two cars had caused some of the wires to rip and come in contact with each other! Some of the sparks came in contact with the cotton padding under the hood and it ignited. The flames grew under the hood; it spread rapidly until it could no longer be concealed. Flames appeared from beneath the hood and melted the windshield wipers.

Jill Kelly was the first to see them. She screamed, “We got flames!”

“Bring the hose!”

The man trapped in the vehicle felt an intense wave of heat. He looked up and saw fire dancing across the windshield. Terror stricken, he tried to move unsuccessfully. He yelled, “Get me the fuck out of here! I don’t wanna die!”

“Just take it easy.”

“Please don’t let me burn!”

It was already 80 degrees on this fine California morning. That would be a good thing on any other day, but the fire, along with the high temperature, was causing the bottom of the car to get overheated.

A faraway voice yelled, “It’s gonna blow!”

“Pull back!” ordered Captain Marks. “Pull back!”

Jenna reluctantly turned and ran for safety, leaving Robert Dunn alone with the stranded victim.

Just one more try, thought Dunn, and maybe I can free him.

“I said pull back!” screamed Marks.

It was heartbreaking, but now it was Dunn’s turn to leave the poor man to fend for himself. He got up to leave, but something was stopping him. A buckle on his fire suit was caught in the door latch.

“Fuck, I’m caught!” said Dunn as the realization that he was going to die made his body tremble with fright.

He could have easily unhooked himself from the door if his mind was working right, but panic had taken over and he was trying to rip the metal hook off with his bare hands, costing him valuable seconds.

“Dunn, I said pull back!”

“I’m caught!”

“Pull back, dammit!”

The gasoline under the car had heated to boiling point. It didn’t bubble, but it started emitting a colorless, scorching vapor that rose upwards into the hole in the gas tank, causing the whole thing to ignite. The explosion that followed was deafening. The earth shook beneath their feet as clouds of black smoke ascended in the air.

Hot flames consumed Robert Dunn and the trapped motorist. The force of the explosion slung his body backward into the door. He convulsed a couple times and his lifeless corpse fell slumped against the open door with flames licking at the morning air.

That was two days ago.

Chapter 2

The time between the accident and the funeral passed very quickly for Jenna. Her memories of the previous two days were foggy. She mostly remembered doing a lot of crying and sleeping. Luckily she didn’t have to work either of those two days.

The church was small and cozy. Dunn had graced its pews with his presence since he was a young boy; he’d been baptized here, so it seemed fitting that the funeral would be here as well.

The members of the 23rd wore their dress uniforms. Everyone else wore the usual dark attire and sunglasses.

Jenna sat with her shoulders squared trying to keep her composure. Along with everyone else, the words of the clergyman penetrated deep into her soul and brought out happy memories of Robert Dunn, only to be replaced by flashbacks of the tragic accident.

After a while, she stopped listening altogether, focusing her attention on the church and its occupants. Family and friends were on the left, coworkers and Dunn’s widow on the right. Anderson, Robert’s closest friend at the station, had his head bowed with huge tears streaming down his cheeks. He looked so sad, so vulnerable.

Jenna hated to see men cry. They looked so pitiful when they shed tears. Jenna knew men never cried in front of women unless they were really hurting inside so she couldn’t help but feel terrible for him. She was on the verge of losing control of herself, so she diverted her attention back to the preacher.

“…so we’re left to wonder why,” the clergyman say. “Why was someone so young and so brave taken from us so soon? It’s not for us to say. Perhaps we can find comfort in the fact that God cannot be everywhere, so he created firefighter Robert Dunn. And now the firefighter’s commanding officer would like to say a few words.”

The preacher stepped down as Captain Marks took his place. The last time Jenna had seen him was at the scene of the accident in his yellow fire suit. Now he was wearing his dark colored dress uniform like everyone else. Sunlight reflected off his badge as he took his place next to the preacher.

The captain looked into the eyes of the saddened congregation. A feeling of failure crept through his being. He was in charge. He couldn’t help but feel responsible for Robert. Maybe if he had done something different, like ordering his men to fallback earlier…

He cleared his throat and spoke slowly with many breaks in his speech to allow his words to sink in. He said, “Eight years ago, firefighter Robert Dunn joined the 23rd. And for eight years, day in and day out, the men and women of the 23rd went and risked their lives in the line of fighting fires with you leading our way. I want to think of Robert Dunn and the loss to his family.”


Dunn always said he wanted to be cremated when he died. He dealt with fire in life; he wanted it to consume him in death. It felt so wrong having him cremated after the way he died, but it was what he wanted, so that’s what his family did. Dunn’s real body was in ashes in an urn back home.

Six pallbearers carried the empty casket outside and loaded it in a hearse. With purple flags attached to their vehicles, they drove to the other side of town to the cemetery.

The casket was covered with an American flag and a firefighter’s hat at the head. The smaller members of the congregation sat in fold-up chairs. The taller members stood behind them.

Everyone knew the casket was empty, but being at the cemetery meant something. It meant the end was here. Everyone knew that Robert was gone and there was nothing that could bring him back.

Men with bagpipes played sad hero’s music that only depressed everybody more. Tears were really rolling now. Jenna offered her hand to Dunn’s widow.

The minister took his place and spoke, “We’re gathered here today to say goodbye to our dear friend and loved one, Officer Robert Dunn. Robert Dunn was a man whose life was characterized by service to others, and sadly it was in this service to others that he tragically lost his life.

“However, as Ecclesiastes teaches us: ‘For every time there is a season, a time to live and a time to die.’ Unfortunately that time came too early for Officer Robert Dunn. Let us bow our heads and pray.”

The preacher led them in the Lord’s Prayer.

Captain Marks and Jenna held the honor of removing the flag from the casket to fold up for Dunn’s widow. It was something they all practiced on those occasions when there wasn’t anything to do. She never thought she’d actually have to do it at a coworker’s funeral some day.

The captain handed the folded flag to Dunn’s widow with a firefighter’s hat on top. She accepted it with a rush of emotional pain on her face, tears streaming beneath her veil.

“Ten-hut!” barked the Captain. The firefighters came to attention at once. They saluted Dunn, a last show of respect as the ceremony came to an end.

Chapter 3

The casket was buried while everyone was offering their condolences to the family.

Jenna was never the type to get mushy when people were around. She waited until everyone was about to leave before she visited the grave site. First she went back to her car and got out a bouquet of purple flowers.

They’d done a great job. The land was perfectly smooth and they’d even replaced the grass somehow. She couldn’t tell where they’d been digging.

Dunn’s tomb had the smallest stone. It was easy to find because it was directly in front of a tree with two large tombstones on both sides. Jenna sat Indian style, and then lay beside the grave.

Her hair was a mess. Her face was worse. It was soaked with tears. She said, “I brought you something.” She placed the flowers next to the tombstone. “You always did like violets, didn’t you?” She started caressing the stone as if it was his face, said, “Ya know, I miss you.”

There was a brief moment of silence. There were so many things that she wanted to say, but she just couldn’t form the words.

She thought back to that day when they were working together to free that man. She remembered leaving Dunn without checking to make sure he could get away too. Like the captain, she couldn’t help but feel somewhat guilty.

If only she’d known what was in store for him that day. Maybe she could have spent more time with him before it happened. Maybe she could have taken him out to dinner. She didn’t get a chance to say goodbye to him. He was just…gone.

She felt so empty inside. She lowered her head as her eyes began to well up with more tears.

Just then, she heard grass rustling behind her. She thought it was her boyfriend, Bill, coming to console her.

“Jenna,” said the man.

It wasn’t Bill, but she recognized the voice. “Not now, Michael,” she said to her jealous ex-boyfriend without looking over her shoulder.

“I just wanna talk,” replied Michael.

Exasperated, Jenna stood and faced him. “I don’t have anything to say to you. It’s been over for a long time,”

Michael watched her cross her arms—a defensive gesture—not a good sign. She wasn’t even looking him in the eye. He said, “I just want another chance; I think you owe me that.”

Finally she looked up at him and said, “I don’t owe you anything anymore.”

Anger boiled inside of Michael. He grabbed Jenna’s arm as she turned to walk away. In his most intimidating voice, he said, “I don’t think that’s right.”

Jenna snatched her arm away. “Let go of me!”

These events didn’t go unnoticed by Bill, who was making a mad dash to come to girlfriend’s defense. “Hey, what are you doing?”

Michael glared at the prick with the big mustache. This bastard fucks my woman, he thought in disgust. He said, “Why don’t you keep walking? This’s got nothing to do with you.”

Jenna turned her back and started walking away with her boyfriend’s hand tenderly touching her shoulder.

Bill was good at reading body language. Jenna had never said anything to him about an ex-boyfriend, but it was obvious that something was going on here. “You need to let go,” Bill said to Michael.

Seeing Jenna showing affection to another man made Michael crazy with envy. The need for violence almost overwhelmed him, but he managed to keep it together. Instead of attacking Bill like he wanted, he just said, “This isn’t over, not by a long shot,” and walked away.

As they headed for their cars, Bill asked, “What’s his problem?”

“Old flames never die,” said Jenna.

He walked her to her car and opened the door for her. When she was safely inside with the door shut, he tapped on the window. Jenna lowered it.

He said, “What did you mean when you said, ‘Old flames never die?’”

Jenna took a deep breath and looked through the front window trying to think of how to explain it. She said, “You’re working tonight, right?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s a long story. I’ll tell you at the station.” She drove off.

Chapter 4

It was close to six o’clock when they got back to the station. Anderson was too depressed, so he got undressed and went straight to bed. He was hoping he’d be able to sleep off some of his anxiety.

Jill and Tracey, two pretty blondes who were working the same shifts, were in the next room chatting up a storm.

Bill and Jenna retired to the equipment room to talk about what happened at the funeral.

“Michael and I were lovers once. It was a long time ago, way before I met you,” said Jenna.”

Bill didn’t say anything. He started pacing around the room. His assumption was right, but that still didn’t explain why she never told him. He asked why.

Jenna said, “There was really nothing to say. It’s a part of my life I wanted to keep behind me.”

She looked at Bill, searching for a sign that he understood what she was saying. His eyes showed no such feelings. Bill wanted some answers, so she figured she might as well tell him everything.

“Okay,” she said, “we worked together at Station 12 and…we fell in love. It was great. It was beautiful.

“But that all came to a crashing halt.” Jenna’s facial expression turned bitter as her unpleasant history with Michael replayed in her mind’s eye. She continued, “We were on a structure fire at a warehouse and the roof gave way beneath me. He saved my life.

“He was hurt really bad.” Jenna was on the verge of tears. “His leg was crushed really bad and he never walked right again. They placed him on inactive duty and the desk job killed him. He was bitter. He was never the same again. It was like a disease that ate away at him. There was no living with him…so I left.”

“And now he wants you back,” said Bill. “Why now after all this time?”

“He never really understood why I left him. He thought it was his leg—that it made him less of a man or that it turned me off or something. That wasn’t the case. Maybe he thinks now that his leg is getting better that it’ll all go back to the way it was.”

Bill was worried for a second. He tried to imagine what life would be like without Jenna Jameson by his side. She was only 24 years old. He was well into his 40’s. What chance would an old man like him have at holding on to someone as beautiful and sweet as Jenna.

As if she could read his mind, Jenna looked at him and said, “But that won’t happen. That can’t happen. I mean, I looked into his eyes. It’s all still the same—the anger, the bitterness, it’s all there; I saw it.

“All I know is he’s still living in the past and I’ve moved on.” She touched his hand and said, “I have you know.”

Bill slid across the bench so he could be closer to his love. He started touching her pretty blonde hair. He gently kissed her on her forehead and looked deep into her eyes. He saw a lot of pain in them. They weren’t happy anymore, not like they used to be.

 “I love you,” said Jenna.

Bill loved her too. He wanted her to be happy so desperately. There wasn’t anything he could do about Michael or Dunn, but there was one thing he could do to alleviate some of her physical anxieties.

He felt his penis stir to life. Their heads moved towards each other without conscious thought. Jenna felt her vaginal juices start to flow as they tenderly kissed each other’s soft lips.

They separated long enough to look into each other’s eyes once more, and then they snuggled close with their legs straddled on each side of the bench. Jenna rested her head on Bill’s shoulder. He nibbled on her ear lobe. Her nipples started to harden.

She took her blazer off while she continued to slide closer to Bill, lust building in her hot cunt. She straddled him and held him close to her massive breasts.

As she looked at him, a smile surfaced on her face. It felt good. It was her first real smile in days. She felt so sexy making out with him in the dark equipment room with fire suits hanging all around them.

She tossed her hair out of his way so he could have a path to her neck. He kissed it and made his way around to her chin.

Jenna leaned back so he could have enough space to take his blazer off. Her ample tits were pressed tightly against the thin material of the dress shirt; her chest heaving with lust.

They hastily helped each other get their tops off. Jenna’s swollen breasts spilled out. Her nipples were erect and pointing straight up. Bill was amazed every time they made love. He wondered how something so precious could ever consider a career like fighting fires.

They took their shirts off completely and held each other close with Jenna’s tits smashed on Bill’s hard chest. He cupped them with his mouth opened wide and swallowed as much as could fit. He let his soft lips graze her nipples, giving Jenna a rush of tingly pleasure.

He unfastened her pants as he continued to suck on each firm breast. She stood a little, allowing her pants to drop a little so Bill could see her sexy, skimpy underwear. He slid his tongue down her abdominal muscles and kissed her belly button before laying her flat on the bench.

Her shoes and socks came off next. Bill massaged her feet and toes, something that always got Jenna’s pussy steamy. He started sucking the toes of her right foot. Jenna squirmed all over the bench in pleasure and started pushing her pants down. Her pussy felt like it was on fire.

She lifted her butt off the bench so Bill could aid in getting her naked. He pulled her panties and pants off in the same motion. Jenna’s legs escalated and parted without delay. She started gasping for breath in anticipation of what was about to happen next.

Bill steadied her legs and lowered his mouth to her nest. Her pussy was swollen and wet already. He started by kissing the puffy outer lips of her vagina. Then he licked the clit and started slurping on it.

Jenna’s body jerked with every pass his tongue made over her horny snatch. He’d gotten it slippery wet and glistening in the dim lights.

Jenna lifted her head so she could watch. The sight of a man sucking on her pussy lips made her lose control. Her head jerked back as a wave of orgasms hit her hard. “Ooooohhh!” she moaned. Jenna wrapped her legs around his head and squeezed tight as she thrashed around, sending load after load of sweet pussy juice down Bill’s throat.

Jenna felt his finger slip into her butt. “Ohh!” she moaned. He was using two fingers to fuck her ass while he slurped and slobbered all over her swollen muff. “Eat my pussy,” screamed Jenna, trying to keep it quiet.

Another orgasm came quickly. She grabbed his head and humped his face. His whole face was shining with Jenna’s hot juice.

They sat up. Jenna kissed him passionately, savoring the taste of her own bodily fluids.

Bill stood up and let his pants drop to his knees. Jenna was bent over with his cock in her mouth instantly. She let the swollen head glide across the roof of her mouth and bump her tonsils. Then she started sucking him down at a quick pace. Her pussy was so tingly and wet.

She let his cock slip from her eager lips. She stared at it, admiring its stiffness. She extended her wet tongue and put it on the slit. When she drew back, there was a long strand of saliva hanging between his cock and her tongue.

She looked into his eyes and she opened her mouth as wide as she could and used her lips to feed his cock all the way to the back of her throat. She didn’t stop until his pubic hairs touched her lips.

Bill almost came when he looked down and saw this blonde with her mouth stretched to its limits. There was just the slightest bit of cock visible because the rest was deep in Jenna’s wet mouth. He felt a tensing in his balls and knew he was gonna cum, but luckily Jenna withdrew just in time and lay on her back waiting for Bill to plug her hole.

It had been a while since they’d last had sex. Jenna’s vagina had an usually tight squeeze to it. He felt her tense as he eased the head inside, and tense again when he pulled it out and shoved more of his throbbing cock deeper inside of her.

“Oh, yes!”

Once his penis was lubricated with Jenna’s love juice, Bill started thrusting himself deep in her hole. A low moan escaped both their lips. Their crotches were heated with desire, both of them on the brink of spilling their love juices.

It was already hot in that room when they got there. The vigorous activity had them both sweating. Jenna liked sex better when there was sweat involved. There was something about it that excited her.

Bill motioned her off the bench and bent her over so he could fuck her from behind. Soon they were both moaning and trying to keep from getting too loud. Bill grabbed her hips and rammed his cock deep inside of her.

The sun had totally gone down by now. There wasn’t anymore light shining in from the windows. It was just the two of them, the fire truck, and their equipment.

Bill was starting to get a little skeptical. What if the alarm sounded and everybody had to rush in and get their equipment. There wouldn’t be enough time to dress.

He pulled his cock out and motioned Jenna to sit on the bench. He started stroking his cock. Jenna had another orgasm just sitting there watching him stroke his meaty cock. Her massive tits heaved in and out as excitement built up inside of her.

Thick, sticky cum guzzled out of his cock and landed on Jenna’s tits. Animal instinct took over, causing her to lean forward and lap up as much of the remaining jism as she could.

He milked the remaining cum to the tip of his penis and put it in Jenna’s mouth. She savored the taste of his cock juice, giving it one final, hard suck before letting it fall to her cum-drenched breasts.

Chapter 5

Jenna and Bill put their pants back on and carried the rest of their clothes in their hands. They stealthily made their way out of the equipment room.

Jenna peeped in the sleeping quarters. The only person in it was Anderson, and his eyes were glued shut. They tip toed past him without making a sound.


Anderson was fully aware that Bill and Jenna were having sex at work. They did it all the time, and if either of them would’ve been paying the slightest bit of attention, they would have seen him watching.

Anderson liked to spy on Jenna and Bill. He and Robert did it all the time before he died. They knew Jenna and Bill liked to make love at work, so whenever they worked with the cute couple they’d make it their business to get a sneak peek at the action.

This time it was different. It wasn’t the same without Robert. Anderson couldn’t even get a boner so he quit watching at about the time that Jenna had started sucking Bill’s cock.

He lay there staring at the ceiling in his underwear. Every now and then he would look over at Robert’s empty bunk, think of the accident, and have to fight back tears. Then he would think of the good times they had together and a little smile would pop up and disappear just as quick as it came.

He couldn’t sleep. Maybe Jill and Tracey were still up, he thought.

He went to the break room. They were sitting on opposite ends of the couch. They were drinking some hot cocoa. Tracey said, “Hi, Lieutenant.”

“You couldn’t sleep either?” Anderson asked as he poured himself a cup.

“No, we were just sitting here thinking about Dunn.”

“Try not to let it get you down.” He took a seat between them.

Poor Jill was staring at the floor with the saddest face he’d ever seen. She looked up and said, “It’s tough, though, when you think it could’ve been any one of us. It could’ve been you; it could’ve been me.”

That thought had crossed Anderson’s mind as well, but he had to be strong for the crew. He said, “You can’t think like that. It makes a tough job even tougher. The minute fear starts creeping in, you start second guessing yourself. You might as well clear out your locker.”

Jill flashed a fake smile, said, “That’s just it. Sometimes I wonder if I’m even cut out for this job. I keep thinking I just signed on to make my dad happy. He’s a twenty-year veteran of the department. Being a fireman was his life and it’s not like that for me. And then something like this happens and I wonder if it’s all worth it. But then I think about the look on my dad’s face when I graduated. He was so proud. I guess that’s why I’m still here.”

“We all have our reasons for doing what we do,” said Anderson. “They don’t always make sense, especially when something like this hits so close to home. It makes doing a tough job tougher.”

Tracey said, “What about Linda? I feel so bad for her. They just bought a house; they were gonna have kids, and now he’s just gone.”

He didn’t know where the idea came from, but suddenly Anderson lifted his drink and said, “To Dunn.”

Tracey and Jill touched their drinks to Anderson’s. “To Dunn,” they said, completing the toast.

After they drank, Anderson turned to Jill and said, “Your dad would be proud of you hanging in there like this.”

Jill’s face lit up. Anderson always seemed to know what to say at the right moment. Her sex started tingling because of his kind words.

She and Tracey placed their empty cups on the table and leaned on Anderson’s strong shoulders. Neither was wearing much clothing.

Anderson could smell the faintest scent of vaginal juice. One of the women was horny, though he didn’t know which one. He had a feeling it was Jill. He touched her thigh at the same instant that Tracey touched his forearm. Anderson realized that both women were horny, not just one.

Tracey was looking at him in a fuck-me-daddy sort of way. He kissed her forehead and turned back to Jill. She stroked his hand, which was still on her thigh.

Tracey was younger and more aggressive than Jill. She was the first make a move. There was something about the moment—the three of them sharing their concerns and feelings with each other—that was very romantic.

She sat up and started groping Anderson’s crotch. Jill joined her. She snuggled close to him, feeling the heat from his body. She touched his hairy chest and leaned in for a kiss. Anderson had soft lips, and Jill felt a rush of pussy juice making its way up her hole as soon as their lips touched.

Tracey leaned across Anderson to help her undo her top. Once it was out of the way, she glided her tongue along her pink nipples. A moan escaped Jill’s mouth, and suddenly, her panties were soaked.

The smell of pussy juice was getting stronger. It was driving Anderson crazy. Tracey was bent over his body. She was wearing silk red panties. He slid his hand along her inner thigh to her hot crotch area. His finger disappeared in her wet hole, and then reappeared as he fucked her swollen twat with his hand.

She took her T-shirt off. Her tits were a perfect size for her body. Anderson cupped them with his brawny hands. He latched his lips around her nipple and flicked his tongue on it as if it was a clit, a sign of things to come.

Jill’s shirt came off next. Her breasts were huge. Anderson and Tracey’s eyes lit up when they saw them. They each took a nipple into their mouths. Jill’s body turned to mush. Having both tits sucked simultaneously was an unexpected pleasure.

The ladies gave Anderson’s stiffening cock their undivided attention. Tracey massaged it, and then she gently bit it through his white briefs. Jill removed her panties, allowing the air to hit her horny snatch.

Anderson started sucking her tits as Tracey pulled his cock through the opening in his underwear and took it deep in her mouth. He felt her strong jaws contracting on his member. It was all he could do to keep from coming in her mouth on the spot. She let saliva drip from her mouth and rubbed it in.

Jill leaned across his body so he stuck two fingers in her pussy and started fucking her clit. “Oh, yeah!” screamed Jill. Her pussy spasmed on Anderson’s wet fingers.

Tracey stopped sucking his cock long enough to lick pussy juice off of Anderson’s fingers. She let them slide in her mouth like a dick. She licked every drop of sweet juice from them.

Jill dropped to her knees. She was eager to get his cock in her mouth. It had been a long time since she’d had a good fuck.

She was beautiful, but sometimes she wondered if that was a blessing or a curse. Men were intimidated by her looks, and if her looks didn’t scare them away, her career did.

She took hold of his meaty prick, got it wet with her tongue, and let the smooth cock head enter her warm mouth.

Meanwhile, Tracey—impatient when it came to sex—stood on the couch, stepped over Anderson’s body, and lowered her bald cunt to his face. She had a tight body like a teenager with a perky ass that was so ripe for fucking.

He watched as the mound of moist, soft flesh approached his face. He put his tongue in her hole and let her flavorful cunt juice slide down his tongue.

Jill’s pussy was so hot that her juices were starting to drip out. Tracey had gotten off the couch. Anderson was still in his same position—the middle of the couch with a stiff boner saluting the two ladies.

Jill mounted him so she could ride him with her back towards him. A moan came out when she felt his cock head at the base of her swollen outer lips.

“Ooohhh,” she moaned.

Anderson’s eyes were wide open. He couldn’t believe how tight she was. It was like having sex with a virgin.

Her pussy lips expanded as she lowered herself on his shaft. She started to shiver when it was all the way inside. She held still to give her sex time to adjust. When she was ready, she started grinding her bald vagina on his cock.

“Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!” she shouted.

Tracey watched for as long as she could. She pulled his cock out and sucked every drop of juice off, then licked Jill’s throbbing clit. It made her pussy trickle.

Jill was in a dancing mood tonight so she put some music on. It was really low so no one else in the station could hear it. She bent over the coffee table and started doing a sexy grind while Tracey polished Anderson’s cock.

Jill reached around fingering herself. She played in the folds of her swollen cunt.

Anderson was on the verge of losing it. It was like he was hypnotized. He couldn’t take his eyes off Jill’s pink vaginal lips protruding between her luscious thighs. Between Tracey’s cock sucking and Jill’s exotic grinding, it was surprising that he didn’t pop a load in Tracey’s mouth.

After a few minutes, Tracey started watching too. She thought Jill was sexy, so she sat next to Anderson and they fondled each other as Jill gave them both a lap dance. She’d straddle them individually and put her muff in their faces, tease them a little, let the smell of her cunt drive them wild, and then dismount them.

Tracey couldn’t take being a spectator any longer. She walked to the weight bench and kneeled on it. Jill had gotten her pussy juicing and tingling. She bent over in a doggy style position. The other two followed her.

Anderson’s cock was throbbing too. Tracey’s pussy looked so succulent and wet. He spooned in behind her and shoved every inch of his cock inside.

“Oh, yeah,” she screamed. “Fuck me.”

“Fuck that pussy,” said Jill. “Make that pussy cum.”


How much time had passed? No one knew. It must have been an hour at the least. Everyone had worked up a sweat, and finally, nobody was moping over Firefighter Robert Dunn.

The ladies were feeling really kinky tonight. They kicked the coffee table out of the way. Tracey lay in the center of the couch. Jill straddled her head, putting her sweet muff in her face so Tracey could munch on it.

She said, “Eat my pussy.” Tracey did, so willingly.

Anderson climbed on the couch. He was watching the women lick each other while he stroked his cock.

He’d been in both pussies and mouths, but there was one orifice that he hadn’t ventured into yet.

Tracey’s legs were cocked wide open. Her pussy was so fat and juicy. He inched up very close to her, but this time he bypassed her vagina and placed his cock head on her asshole.

It was even tighter than her pussy, but there was so much body juice between them that he slid in with ease.

“Fuck my ass!” said Tracey with a face full of Jill’s pussy.

Jill reached behind and started gyrating her clitoris while Anderson rammed her butt hole.

Tracey lost all control of herself as a wave of orgasms hit her. “It’s soooo fucking good,” she said.

“You like that?”

Her response was another moan that came from her gut. Her legs were shaking badly.

“Suck my pussy,” ordered Jill. She started riding Tracey’s tongue. They both were cumming like crazy. “It feels so good!” somebody said.

They were getting dangerously loud now, but neither of them cared. The only person who was remotely concerned with getting caught at this point was Anderson, but he was more concerned with the orgasm that had been brewing all night inside of him, the orgasm that was so close to breaking free.

He felt his balls tightening as an intense pleasure started streaming up his cock. He pulled out just in time. Thick gobs of spunk flew out of his swollen cock and landed all over Tracey’s sweet snatch. He stroked his shaft, milking every last drop onto her puffy hole.

“Yes,” said Tracey. She could feel his hot spoo. It was heavy and dripping all over her pussy and asshole.

She dipped her fingers in it and took a sample taste. It was salty, just how she liked it.

Anderson dropped to the floor. His legs were too weak to move anywhere other than that. Jill sat of the floor too. Tracey remained on the couch glowing.

Anderson and Jill smiled at each other. She said, “Do you feel better?”

“Fuck, yeah,” Anderson said with a big smile.

Cum was still melting from Tracey’s body heat and spreading all over her private area. Suddenly, she felt really dirty. She said, “Guys, I think I’m gonna go take a shower.” She got up and gathered her clothes.

Jill said, “I think I will too.”

Anderson joked, “Hey, we sleep together; we might as well shower together too.”

The girls laughed. They took their clothes to the shower stalls with them.

On the way in, Jill noticed the wall clock. It was after 9 o’clock! She said, “My goodness guys, we’ve been going at it for two hours!”

Chapter 6

"Do you ever get curious about having sex with a man?" asked Trisha, a bisexual brunette who was getting a sun bath in the back yard with her lesbian friend, Stephanie.

Stephanie was taken aback by the question. She couldn’t believe how persistent Trisha was. How many times had she answered that question over the last week?

“No,” said Stephanie. “I’m not interested in men.”

The women were sunbathing on their bellies with the straps of their bras unhooked to prevent tan lines on their backs. They usually took them off completely, but neighbors had been complaining lately about their children staring out the upstairs window spying on the nude women next door. The city ordered them to start wearing their tops until nightfall.

Trisha had been bi all her life. She liked having sex with women, but she couldn’t imagine going her whole life without the pleasures of dicks, too.

She had sex fantasies about her and Stephanie (her steady girlfriend) having a threesome with a man. Now she wanted to make that fantasy come true, but Stephanie wasn’t cooperating.

Trisha said, “Stephanie, baby, you gotta be kidding me. You have to be a little curious.”

Stephanie leaned up on her elbows and looked Trisha in the eye. “No, I am not,” she said resolutely.

“But Stephanie, how can you turn it down without trying it first? Aren’t you the one who’s always telling me I need to stop turning my nose up at foods that look nasty before I’ve tried them? You’re always telling me I should try it first and see if I like it before I make my decision? Isn’t that what you’re always telling me?”

Exasperated, Stephanie rolled her eyes. She’s using my own words against me. How low can you go?

Stephanie said, “I’ve been letting you have sex with men for as long as we’ve been together because I know you like it and I want you to be happy. Why is it so important for me to have sex with a man? Why can’t you just be satisfied with fucking them yourself?”

Trisha smiled and rolled on her back. “I want you to see what it’s like,” she said.

She closed her eyes and started picturing the best porn flick she’d ever seen in her life, but she substituted herself for the woman in the movie.

Her vagina started getting heated. She felt a trace of juice seep between her pussy lips. She lifted her bikini bra started touching her breasts.

“Trisha!”

“I know. The neighbors might be watching. Let them watch. I don’t care right now.”

She slid her free hand down her belly. Her legs slowly lifted and dropped to the sides. Her hand went inside the thin lining of the bikini bottom and closed around her puffy cunt.

She started humping her hand, allowing her middle finger to graze lightly over her clit. When her muff was sopping wet, she let the finger slide all the way in. It was saturated when she pulled it out. She put it in her mouth and sucked her own juices off, then said, “I want you to experience the joy of having a hot dick in your mouth.”

Stephanie started feeling moist herself. Trisha really knew how to get her going.

She crawled with her eyes focused on Trisha’s pussy as if she was an animal in the jungle, and pussy was her prey.

Trisha opened her eyes. They made eye contact.

Stephanie watched the way her finger worked her pussy. It made her horny, and she had to admit that it did make her a little curious to see how it felt to have a cock inside her.

But she liked to play hard-to-get. She positioned her body over Trisha’s and said, “There’s only one person I’m interested in having in my mouth.”

Trisha felt her hair brush over her cheeks as Stephanie came down for a kiss. Electric fire rushed through her body as their lips touched.

Trisha wrapped her arms and legs around Stephanie. The material of Stephanie’s bikini top rubbed on her nipples. A moan came out and her pussy started oozing vaginal fluids.

Stephanie kissed her way down to the love triangle and moved the string out of her way. The thin line was already soaked. Trisha’s clit was poking straight up between the inner lips.

She opened the lips, rolled her tongue to make it straight and firm like a cock, and inserted it deep into Trisha’s tight hole. She watched Trisha gasp as she pulled it out and continuously jabbed her rigid tongue in her snatch. She said, “Is that the way a cock feels?”

Trisha looked down at her and said, “Yes, but bigger and thicker.” She smiled. “You wanna try it, don’t you?”

“No,” Stephanie lied.

Trisha rolled over. Now Stephanie was on her back and she was squatting above her with her pussy still in her face. Stephanie held her tongue out as she slid her pussy lips along her tongue. Trisha said, “And this is the way I ride a cock. You wanna try it. I can tell.”

Stephanie’s eyes popped open. Rather loudly, still playing hard-to-get, she blurted, “Not a chance in hell,” and threw Trisha in the pool. Trisha’s reflexes were fast. She grabbed Stephanie’s arms as she was falling in and let her weight drag her in with her.

There was a loud splash and the girls kicked their feet until they found enough footing to stand up. They were laughing at each other and coughing as they tossed their wet hair to the back.

“You are an asshole,” laughed Trisha. She pinned Stephanie in a corner of the pool with her arms and started kissing her. She stopped, said, “Now it’s my turn to do you.”

She pushed Stephanie’s bikini bottom down, took a deep breath, and plunged underwater. The chlorine stung her eyes a little, but they adjusted quickly.

Stephanie was leaning back, holding herself up by her outstretched arms along the edge of the pool. Her legs were spread eagle and suspended off the pool’s floor.

Trisha cupped her ass cheeks. Using her thumbs to open Stephanie’s pussy lips, she started flicking her tongue on her swollen clitoris.

Stephanie’s head fell to the side. “Oh, yes, shit!” she moaned. “Lick that pussy.”

Trisha stopped to come up for air just as Stephanie was about to cum. Then she took another deep breath and went back down.

Again, as Stephanie was on the verge of climaxing, Trisha broke contact and came up for air. Stephanie was getting irritated, but she knew the torture would make for a better climax later.

It happened again. Stephanie was going crazy. She didn’t want to cum anymore; she needed to cum right now. Her body was shaking with desire.

Trisha dove once again. Stephanie wrapped her legs around her lovers head and started grinding her pussy on her tongue. The water was splashing everywhere.

Trisha’s tongue was flicking up and down Stephanie’s horny hole. “Oh, yes, I’m close!” Stephanie moaned. She felt Trisha trying to come up again.

No, please, not now.

Stephanie tightened her legs around her lover’s head and humped with more vigor. Trisha was still trying to come up. She started slapping Stephanie’s ass and scratching at her thighs.

Just a few seconds longer.

Trisha finally stopped moving. Stephanie continued to face fuck her, grinding her needy cunt up and down her entire face—mouth, chin, nose, everything—until her pussy tightened and a gush of twat juice oozed from her slit.

“Oh, fuck, yeeeessss!” she screamed as she tightened her grip on Trisha’s head and forced it hard against her sex organ. Her whole body started convulsing and thrashing around as wave after wave of intense orgasms hit her.

When it was over, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Her lips parted into a smile and she looked down at Trisha. “That was so good,” she said.

She’d been underwater for a very long time. Stephanie tapped her head.

No response from Trisha.

Oh, no!

She tapped her head again. “Trisha?” she shouted. This time there was fear in her voice. She lifted Trisha’s upper body out of the pool. Her head fell limp to the side.

Please, no!

She checked her pulse. It was beating, but very weak. She struggled to get the 110-pound woman out of the pool and called 911.


All was quiet at the 23rdDistrict and that was one of the things Jenna loved most about being a firefighter. They had their tiresome days like every other job, but it really wasn’t that bad most of the time.

She worked two 24-hour shifts each week, and most of that time was spent socializing, washing the truck, and doing equipment inspections.

She was on her second 24-hour shift for the week and everything was fine. They hadn’t received a single call yet.

Anderson was playing cards on one of the bunks with Tracey. Jenna was reading a book on the bunk across from them.

Ron came out of the shower room with a towel tossed over his masculine shoulders. Stevens was right behind him, fully dressed.

Ron tossed the towel on the bunk and sat down. He noticed Jenna lying on her side reading a thesaurus. He was just about to ask why when the alarm sounded.

They hadn’t heard it in such a long time that it scared everybody. They dropped what they were doing and ran for the fire pole.


Jill and Bill stayed behind with a few others in case they got another call. The pulled the doors of the firehouse shut.

Bill felt a sharp pain in his lower back. He grimaced in agony, but kept from shouting out by gritting his teeth. He didn’t want anyone to know about his injury. He turned and walked to the locker room.

Jill noticed his awkward walk and followed close behind him. She stopped outside the locker room and listened. She heard Bill pop the cap off a bottle and shake some pills in his hand.

She walked inside as he was swallowing them. They made eye contact. Bill gave her a defensive mind-your-own-business glare, but of course Jill didn’t pay it any attention.

“Your back bothering you?” she asked.

No answer; no acknowledgement; nothing from Bill.

“Haven’t you had it looked at?” asked Jill.

Cynically, he said, “Take it easy, Florence Nightingale. I’m fine.”

“You’re fine? You don’t look fine.” She took the bottle from the locker and looked at the label. They were prescription pills for back pains, but for someone else. Bill was using somebody else’s prescription medicine. As a firefighter, he should’ve known better than to do that.

She glared at him the way a mother glares at a naughty child. She said, “And aren’t these pills a little…unorthodox?”

“They’re just painkillers.”

“If it’s that bad you should see a doctor.”

“Look, don’t worry about me. All I know is I’m not going on the inactive list. Once you’re behind a desk, you’re never back out on the line. And even if you do get back out, they always look at you funny like you’re gonna get hurt or something. I’m not gonna do it.” He slammed the locker shut and started to leave.

“Does Jenna know?”

Jenna? thought Bill. The story she told him about her ex-boyfriend was what got him so worried in the first place.

Bill turned and said, “No. Jenna does not know, and you better not tell her. She’s already had to deal with one gimp boyfriend, and I’m not gonna be the second. So just keep it shut, alright?”

“You shouldn’t be working if you’re injured. If you’re not up to par, someone’s gonna end up dead. If not you, one of the crew, or maybe even worse—a civilian.”

“The minute I stop carrying my load, I’ll pack up my gear. Until then, just keep your mouth shut!” He stormed out and headed to his bunk.


It took the crew a little longer than usual to arrive at house. It was a weekend. There were so many people out shopping. Many were reluctant to pull out of the way. It was irritating seeing how selfish people could be.

They found the street and made a right turn. Halfway down, a woman in a maid’s outfit ran to the middle of the street and flagged them down yelling, “Over here! She’s drowning. She’s in the backyard. It’s this way.” The woman was their next door neighbor.

The truck came to a squeaking halt at the curb. The crew was off and sprinting to through the gates within seconds.

An Asian-American woman in a skimpy, black bikini was leaning over the body of a brunette wearing a colorful bikini that was just as skimpy.

Stephanie yelled, “Hurry, she’s not breathing.”

“What happened?”

Stephanie said, “I don’t know. I was swimming and…and she was at the bottom of the pool and I dragged her out.” It was a lie, but what else was she going to tell them? She was eating my pussy under the water and I almost drowned her when I locked my legs around her head and came in her mouth? I don’t think so.

Ron and Stevens were the first to get to her. Stevens was pumping her chest while Ron handled the machine that blew air in her lungs. But there was one person missing—the person who was supposed to be checking her vital signs.

Anderson, the highest ranking firefighter on the scene, noticed Jenna standing alone at the far end of the pool. “Jameson,” he shouted. “Jameson, snap out of it and get over here.”

Jenna picked her equipment up and hurried to their side. She said, “Okay guys, I got a pulse.”

About a minute later, Trisha opened her eyes and started coughing up water. Everyone let out a sigh of relief. It was definitely a load off Stephanie’s guilt-ridden conscience.

Anderson ordered them to check her neck because Stephanie had told him she dove in.

Ron felt around the base of her neck and spine. He said, “Her neck seems to be fine.”

“Is she gonna be okay?” asked Stephanie.

“She’ll be fine,” replied Stevens. She gave him a big, wet hug and thanked him.

Stevens blushed as his cock started sliding down his leg. He said, “You might wanna keep an eye on her for the next couple days and get her to her doctor. If there’re any problems, get her to the hospital.”

They helped her up. Anderson said, “Alright, let’s pack up and go home.” He called Jenna over. He wanted to talk to her while the ladies were busy flirting with Ron and Stevens.

“These drowning calls are rough on you, huh?” Anderson asked. This wasn’t the first time he’d seen her freeze up in this situation.

Jenna’s eyes started watering. She was getting emotional. She said, “I should be used to them by now. I keep telling myself it’s just another call, but I keep seeing her face.” Tears started to roll down her cheeks. “I keep thinking it was my fault.”

“You gotta stop blaming yourself. There was nothing you could’ve done. You were just a kid.”

I just wish I had another chance,” Jenna said as she choked back tears.

“I can still see her face as she was trying to get her breath, and then she went under. I watched my sister drown and I couldn’t do anything about it.”

Her sister’s drowning was the main reason she chose to become a firefighter. She wanted to spend her life helping people to make up for the sister that she was powerless to save so many years ago. She’d saved many lives since then, but nothing could ever free her from that dreadful memory.

Chapter 7

What would it be this time? thought Bill. He lay in his bunk after taking his painkillers and arguing with Jill over whether or not he should report his injury.

Those painkillers were having a strange side effect. They made him drowsy like other painkillers, but they kept giving him strange dreams. He kept dreaming about sex all the time.

It was never sex with Jenna either. It was always some kind of kinky sex in a crazy place, sometimes with people he’d never seen before.

The pills started taking effect. He felt a warm sensation in his legs and stomach. His eyes felt heavy. He rolled over in his bunk and he fell asleep.


Seven people were outside washing the truck. Four were men; three were women. This time, the women were people who worked at the station; Jill, Tracey, and Sandy.

Anderson, Bill and Ron were three of the men. The fourth one was a man from a different department named Lieutenant Hill.

Everyone was dressed in yellow firefighter overcoats with nothing underneath. The ladies looked particularly erotic clad this way.

These dreams were usually seen in first person view, but this time it was like he was watching it from the outside like a man watching a porno.

Sandy was on top of the truck with Anderson licking her hole as she slowly moved her body in a snaking motion. Anderson enjoyed the strain on his tongue as it met her pussy. When it got tired, the sweet taste and invigorating scent would give him what he needed to keep going.

Tracey was bent over with two guys fucking her. One was getting his cock polished while the other played with her puffy cunt lips. This seemed to arouse Tracey. She started sucking the other man’s cock harder. She stroked it with one hand and kept a firm grip on the truck for balance with the other.

One of them took a sponge out of a bucket and started dripping sudsy water all over Tracey’s rear end.

She turned around and started giving Bill a blowjob. Ron watched her suck his cock in her mouth. He felt his cock growing to the point that it hurt, so he spread Tracey’s ass and filled her sweet pussy.

Hill spooned in behind Jill and started kissing her neck. The sun had started to shine brighter on her breasts, which felt so good while Hill twisted and kneaded her nipples.

She spun around and dropped to her knees. She licked her lips and gobbled his meaty prick down her throat.

Jill was a gifted cock sucker. As she deep-throated him, she allowed saliva to build up and forced it to the tip of her tongue. She left a long strand, extending about six inches, between her tongue and his cock.

“Ah” groaned Hill trying not to cum before she did.

She spun her tight ass around and started doing a slow grinding tease that made Hill’s cock so stiff that it started throbbing and jumping. He steadied it with his hand and let the head push through Jill’s horny sex.

“Ooohhhhhhh!” she moaned. She clenched her teeth as Hill started pounding her tender hole.

Sandy’s pussy was pumping out tons of love juice. Anderson was drilling her on top of one of the trucks. She leaned upward so she could see his shaft slipping inside her while she gyrated her clit.

As with all dreams, they changed locations and positions at a moments notice. In this dream, they even seemed to change sex partners.

Anderson was pinned on the truck with Jill giving him a blowjob. Bill had Sandy’s legs in the air as he fucked her on a truck railing.

She said, "Fuck my pussy." Hearing this sexy blonde talk dirty was all it took to make him spill his seed. He pulled out and Sandy dropped to her knees. Hot spoo shot out all over her lips and dripped to the concrete, but not before she lapped most of it up.

Anderson saw the way Sandy swallowed Bill’s seed. He was already on the verge of climaxing, and that did it for him. His balls tightened and started pumping loads of nut juice all over Jill’s heaving tits.

Tracey had both ends of her young body filled with two big cocks. Hill and Ron were pumping hard and fast. Tracey was a slut. She could handle them both without the slightest gag.

Bill’s dream was weird. At this point, he could he her getting drilled in slow motion. Each thrust made her butt jiggle. Every detail of her face could be seen. She was biting her lower lip and moaning loudly, but he could hear her words.

She deep throated Ron. He looked down and saw her with his cock buried to the hilt in her mouth. An intense tingle scurried up his penis into her mouth. “Ohh!” he cried.

Hill came next, pulling his cock out and stroking it as salty streams of sperm burst free. Tracey spun around and caught a hefty portion of it.

The real Bill sat up from bed. He looked around the empty room. His cock was throbbing and pitching a tent under the sheet. He hurried to the bathroom to become one with himself, but then the alarm rang.

Chapter 8

The crew that responded to the drowning call was about to stop traffic so they could back the truck in. Captain Marks ran out and stopped them.

“We got another call. Some asshole’s about to jump off a building at Main Street and Kensington. The police are already there. We gotta get a move on.”

Once again, the big red truck was speeding down the streets of California.

Police lights were flashing when they arrived at the scene. Onlookers were pointing to the roof of a tall building. Some were taping it. Many motorists had pulled to the side of the road so they could watch.

Captain Marks got out of his SUV and walked across the street to meet with Anderson and Jenna. He said, “We got a male, early thirties, up there on the roof threatening to jump.”

“Psych team there yet?”

“Not yet. We got a couple officers up there trying to talk him down.”

“How bad is he?”

“He could go at any time, so we’re gonna get up there and get ready. Come with me.”

For some reason, the building managers had shut down the elevators. Marks and his team had to walk up ten flights of stairs to get to the roof. The sun was beaming down on them and they really needed a drink.

The first thing they heard when they got to the top was the jumper screaming, “Stay the fuck away from me!”

A cop held up a hand as a sign of submission and said, “Alright.”

There were four cops up there and they all looked beaten. One of them said, “We’re not getting anywhere with this guy.”

Marks said, “Where the fuck is the psych team?”

“They’ve been called and they’re in route.”

“What are we supposed to do until they get here?” asked Jenna.

“We just sit and wait,” Marks said.

The man looked like he was ready to leap now. Jenna shook her head and said, “No way.” She hopped over the barrier and was on her way before anyone could get a hold of her.

“Jameson!” barked the Captain.

She continued walking to the man. He was wearing an outfit made of denim. It was really dirty though. His hands were very brawny. She guessed he did a lot of work with them. Maybe he was a construction worker who had just gotten laid off.

He blurted, “Get back.”

“Just relax, alright? I just want to talk to you.”

“Just leave me alone. I just need time to think.”

“You have all the time in the world, just tell me your name.”

“Uh…” He was stunned by her dazzling appearance. He didn’t know they made firefighters this pretty. “Anthony, my name’s Anthony,” he said sheepishly.

 “Just do us all a favor and come down from there.”

His face went blank as he pondered the proposal. Still staring down, he started to get teary eyed and said, “No.”

“Anthony, why are you doing this?”

“Wiping away a tear, he said, “That bitch.”

Jenna noticed he couldn’t look her in the eye. He was obviously very shy and unsure of himself around pretty women. She tried to use it to her advantage by complimenting him. “Anthony,” she said, “don’t tell me you’re doing this over a woman. A good looking guy like you could get any woman you want.”

“It’s not that,” he sobbed. “She took my little girl.” He looked up. “You don’t understand. You don’t know what it’s like to think you can…can never hold her, get little kisses, or teach her to ride a bike.”

“Okay Anthony, just calm down. We can get people to help you. Just come down from here and I promise we’ll take care of everything.”

Rapidly shaking his head no, Anthony said, “No, no, it’s too late.”

“What’s her name, Anthony?”

“Mariah.”

“It’s time to put all that pain aside right now and think about Mariah. There’s gonna come a time when she needs her daddy. If you go over that ledge, you’re not gonna be around and I know you don’t want that, Anthony.”

Tears were rolling down his face. He shrugged his shoulders, said, “I don’t know what I want.”

“You gotta be strong for Mariah.”

“Fuck!” Anthony shouted. “Why does life have to be so hard?”

A brief pause, then he said, “Ya know, she turned two the other day, and I went to call her and say happy birthday and her mom wouldn’t even put her on the phone.” He bit his lip as anger boiled inside of him. He started wiping away tears and said, “I just looked at her pictures and cried all night.”

“I bet she looks just like her daddy. Do you have a picture of her, Anthony?”

His facial expression seemed to lighten as he pulled his wallet out.

He caught a glimpse of the fire truck’s ladder being moved into position under the spot where he was standing. “What are you doing? What the fuck are they doing? I swear I’ll jump!”

“Just look at me, Anthony; just look at me. Everything’s gonna be okay. Let me see the picture.”

He leaned over to hand her the wallet. Just as her hand touched his, he lost his footing and screamed as he stumbled over the side of the building!

Jenna grasps his arm and held onto him with the strength of a demon.

Anderson and Captain Marks hurdled the barrier without hesitation. Time was of the essence. Jenna was strong, but she could only hold him for so long. He outweighed her by a good 50 pounds.

Anderson and the Captain reached over the side and grabbed Anthony’s shirt. They pulled the frightened man to safety. The police cuffed him.

Marks glared at Jenna and said, “That was foolish! What were you thinking?”

“It’s better late than never, right?”

Chapter 9

Four whole weeks since the accident, and now that Jenna had saved a man’s life, she was finally starting to lighten up, and when Jenna lightened up, everybody lightened up. She was the spirit of the department.

Smiles were plentiful. It felt good. There hadn’t been a genuine smile in that place for a long time.

They were nearing the end of their two-day shift. That meant five days in a row of rest and relaxation.

Jenna had finished telling Tracey her heroine story. They walked in the sleeping quarters.

Stevens and Ron had just come out of the shower and were busy drying off and putting cologne on.

Tracey asked, “So what’s up with you two?”

Jenna said, “They’ve got a hot double date tonight.”

“What, those personal ads finally paid off,” joked Tracey.

They laughed.

“Come on, guys. Spill the beans. Who are they?”

“Those girls from the pool party.”

Jenna and Tracey gave each other a knowing glance and smiled at each other. They weren’t stupid. They knew how grateful women could be.

Ron and Stevens gave each other a high five and left.

Anderson peered through the door. “Jameson, Captain Marks wants to see you downstairs.”

Judging by his tone and the look on his face, she knew it couldn’t be good news.


“Jenna,” said the Captain. Pointing to a fat older man with a beard, he said, “This is Captain Williams, and you know Lieutenant Hill.” Michael Hill, her ex-boyfriend. Now she was positive this couldn’t be good.

“They’re investigating you in a suspected arson in the factory district and they wanna ask you a couple questions.”

What? Arson? Me?

Michael was very cocky and cynical as he said, “I heard about your showboating today on the roof. Nice work.”

“Will you just…”

“Alright, that’s enough,” interrupted Captain Williams. “Jameson, we’re on an investigation on the case of the burned down warehouse.”

He reached into his right breast pocket and removed something wrapped in plastic. “We found this. It’s your name tag. Do you have any idea how it got there?”

“No,” Jenna said. “I don’t remember dropping this.”

“The reason I ask is because your station wasn’t on this fire.”

“What?”

Captain Williams leaned forward and spoke clearly and slowly. “I said the two-three wasn’t there…so why were you?”

Jenna’s heart skipped a beat. Now she understood what was going on. “I…I wasn’t. I don’t know.”

“We’ll be in touch,” Captain Williams said in way that let them know he thought she had something to do with the fire. He headed to the exit and Captain Marks followed. He noticed Michael wasn’t with him. “Hill!” he barked.

Michael said, “I’ll be there in a minute,” and faced Jenna. “Listen, about that day at the funeral. I just wanna say I’m sorry.”

Jenna gave a fake smile and said, “Michael, save it.” She’d heard it a thousand times before.

“Don’t give me your save-it bullshit. I think we have things to discuss. We didn’t even talk about why you left.”

“I did all the talking, but you never listened.”

“Great, maybe you’re right. But I’m ready to listen now. I’ll do anything,” he said as he approached her and touched her soft cheek. “Remember how good we were together? It can be that way again.”

He started kissing her neck. Jenna allowed him briefly as old feelings started to resurface, but Bill was too special to her to risk losing over Michael’s lies. She pulled away from him. “Michael, please.”

He held her closer and started biting her neck. She tried to pull away. He bit her harder. She shoved him away. “Michael! What the fuck are you doing?”

Michael tried to suppress his rage. He said, “Alright, you’re right. I’m sorry. I just really need this to work.”

“Why don’t you just leave me alone?” Jenna turned and ran upstairs.

Michael watched her go, his rage growing with every stair she climbed. How could that ungrateful bitch betray me like that? He felt utterly rejected, used, and hurt beyond repair. He’d sacrificed his career for her and she wouldn’t so much as give him a few seconds to talk it over. His pain turned to hatred in a matter of seconds.

“I’ll fucking leave you alone!” he shouted. “I’m the one who’s fucking alone! I put my life on the fucking line for you and this is the thanks I get!”

Jenna turned at the top of the stairs. She didn’t recognize the man at the bottom. She’d seen him angry before, but now he looked scary, terrifying even. His face was blood-red and twisted in an evil fury.

A cold chill made her shiver. She was really afraid of what he might be capable of.

Chapter 10

“How do I look?” asked Trisha.

“For the ump-teenth time, you look fine,” answered Stephanie. “I’d bang ya.”

Trisha smiled. “I just wanna look good for the guys.”

Stephanie wrapped her arms around her and planted a wet kiss on her mouth. She looked her up and down and said, “Believe me, you look good.”

Trisha was wearing a lime wrap-around skirt with a matching bikini top that accentuated her well-developed abs. She was stunning.

Stephanie was just was sexy. She was wearing a black miniskirt with high heels and no panties.

It was her idea to ask the guys over. She felt so bad about nearly drowning Trisha that she volunteered to have sex with a man for her. The logical choice was the men who saved her life.

Stephanie had never been with a man before, so Trisha spent all day teaching her how to perform oral sex by substituting a Popsicle for a penis. Stephanie was a natural. She got the technique down within a few tries.

After that, they spent the rest of the day cleaning the house. They finally got it the way they wanted it. The main thing was to get neon lights set up around the swimming pool to give off a romantic glow.

The doorbell rang as Stephanie was putting the finishing touches on her lipstick. She waited outside on the terrace while Trisha answered the door.

“Hi, guys,” she said.

Ron and Stevens were taken aback. Oddly enough, Trisha was even sexier with clothes. The outfit made her look dazzling. Ron was captivated by the development in her abs. He liked to work out too, so he knew a body builder when he saw one.

She welcomed them in and led them through the house to the pool. It looked a lot different from earlier. There was a fantastic violet glow out back.

Stephanie sat with her legs crossed, sipping a glass of red wine. They walked out back. She stood to welcome them.

“I can’t thank you guys enough for saving me today,” Trisha said.

“Aw, it’s all in a day’s work,” said Ron, regretting it as soon as it came out of his mouth. It sounded so corny, but the women didn’t seem to notice.

“Oh, quit being modest,” said Stephanie.

Ron asked Trisha if she wanted to go for a swim. She laughed and said, “I think I’ve had my fill of water for the day. How ‘bout a drink?”

She led him back to the living room. Stephanie stayed outside with Stevens. He liked the scenery with the blue water and neon glow.

She asked, “Would you like to go for a swim?”

He laughed, said, “I didn’t bring my bathing suit.”

Stephanie started sliding the straps off her shoulders. Looking up at him with her big, brown eyes, she said, “You don’t need a bathing suit.”

Stevens’s eyes popped open. He started unbuttoning his shirt and said, “Skinny dipping—that’s good. Okay.”

Stephanie had never felt this way towards a man, but the sight of Stevens getting naked was making her pussy juices stir. Not that Stevens had a great body or anything. He had a skinny, white-boy body. It was his heroic actions earlier that got her steamy and hot.

“Come on, hurry up,” she said softly as she leaned back and dipped her hair in the lukewarm water and lifted her D-cup breasts out to give Stevens a taste of what was coming.

His haste to get his clothes off ended up slowing him down. Stephanie was totally naked and waiting for him in the pool by the time he got his shirt undone. Then she waited patiently as he struggled to get his shoes and pants off. She had to admit that he was cute in a boyish kind of way.

When he finally got his clothes off, she stepped in the pool. Stephanie treaded to side his side, wasting no time in finding out what it was like to kiss a man.

She pressed her soft tits on his chest and held him close. It felt strange not feeling a chest like her own, but she adjusted quickly and started kissing him more aggressively.

Stevens sat on the edge of the pool with his legs spread wide. Stephanie wanted to put her cock sucking lessons to use.

She grabbed his penis, felt it pulsing in her hands. She gave the head a hard suck and then let the whole shaft enter her mouth. It was really smooth and thick. It didn’t have a taste aside from the chlorinated water.

She felt it touch the back of her throat and almost lost her lunch out of shock. She pulled it out and swallowed it back down. This time she let it stay there until her throat adjusted.

She started contracting her throat muscles on it. When she lifted her head, she could taste a hint of pre-cum. It was salty.

Suddenly her pussy started streaming vaginal juices into the warm water and she started sucking his cock at a frenzied pace.

It was just like the Popsicle except it was warm and didn’t melt as she sucked it. On the contrary, she could swear his dick got bigger while it was in her mouth.

After a few minutes, she started getting the hang of it and even went into a split, letting the water swish around on her horny pussy while she blew him.


Trisha took Ron’s glass of wine and sat it next to hers on the coffee table. She faced Ron and said, “I was real happy when Stephanie said she invited you guys over tonight.” She massaged his bulky shoulder. “I wanted to show you my appreciation.”

She leaned in and gently kissed his lips. Ron was a good kisser with a soft tongue.

She helped him get his shirt off and kissed her way down his equally impressive body. She pulled his cock out his pants. It was already hard and pulsing in her hand.

She watched his reaction as she licked pre-cum off the tip and inhaled his cock in her mouth. She’d take it so deep that her lips touched his pubic hairs, then slowly rise up and gulp it back down.

Trisha’s bobbing motion caused her tits to rub on his pant material. Her cunt trickled pussy juice. It started oozing out and sliding down her thigh. Mmmmmmm.

She stroked his cock with her hand and circled the head with her tongue while she let her warm breath blow over it.

Ron leaned back and enjoyed both shows. From where he was sitting, he could see Stevens getting his shaft spit-shined by Stephanie in the pool. They held each other’s hand as they got out and came in the living room.

Stephanie had a beautiful shape. Her tits were huge and her pussy hair was shaven into a perfect triangle. Ron felt his cock swelling larger as she came nearer.

Trisha was still slurping Ron’s cock. She and Stephanie traded places.

Trisha leaned in and started sucking on her friend’s fat outer lips while Stevens eased in behind her. He spread Trisha’s vagina and slid his pulsing shaft inside.

He watched Trisha sucking on her pussy. The more he watched, the more eager his cock grew. He started pounding hard in her twat. The pleasure became too great and Trisha had to stop licking her pussy to concentrate on her own sex.

Stephanie stared at Ron’s meaty cock wondering what it would feel like inside of her. Her pussy was dripping juice and she wanted it so bad, but most women said their first time hurt. Stephanie had had sex with many women, but when it came to dealing with dicks, she was still a virgin.

She built up a huge ball of saliva and left it on the tip of Ron’s prick for added lubrication. She mounted him and put his throbbing cock head between her pussy lips. Her legs started twitching when she felt the heat from his shaft on her sex. “Ohhh,” she moaned.

Ron watched her pussy spread wider as more and more of his girth entered her hole. His cock was jumping madly. The only thing keeping it from moving was the amazing tightness in Stephanie’s hole. He hadn’t felt a pussy this tight since high school.

She took his whole cock inside her on the first try and started rocking on it.

Seeing Stephanie stuffed full of cock triggered an intense orgasm in Trisha. Her pussy oozed hot cum as Stevens gladly pushed it back up in her.

Trisha inched her way over to the couch. She pulled Ron’s cock out of Stephanie’s pussy when she was at the peak of a bounce, and shoved it in her own mouth, sucking her girlfriend’s sweet juices off.

Ron nearly came in her mouth. Then he felt warm, wet skin touch his cock as she stuffed it back inside of Stephanie. “Oh shit!” he moaned.

Trisha wasn’t satisfied with the sample taste. She told Stephanie to turn around and ride him backwards so she could lick her clit. She did so, and Trisha alternated between a mouthful of cock and a mouthful of pussy as Stevens drilled her pussy from behind.

She came again. This was like a fantasy come to life. She’d bury her face in Stephanie’s pierced pussy while she bounced up and down on his shaft until her tongue got tired.

“Oh, Yes! Oooohhhh! Yeah, fuck! Fuck me, oh yeah,” screamed Stephanie. Her pussy contracted unbelievably tight around his cock. She came so hard that she almost passed out with him deep inside of her.


The couch was a normal size, but they somehow managed to fit all four of them on it at one time. They’d traded back to their original partners.

The women were lying on their backs on half the couch each. Ron was waist deep in Trisha’s tight hole and Stevens had Stephanie’s legs so high that her head touched her knees.

Stevens was hypnotized by Stephanie’s beautiful dark eyes looking up at him. Their faces were very close. The room smelled of freaky sex. Her pussy was really tender at this point. His cock pulsed with every thrust into her wet cunt. She let out a low squeak that almost sent him over the edge.

Think of the weather. Think of hockey scores. Just don’t cum yet, thought Stevens.

Stephanie was cumming on his dick again. She started mirroring his movements, meeting his thrusts with uncontrolled lust.

Trisha asked, “Ever fuck on a glass coffee table?”

Ron looked at the thin table and said, “Isn’t that kinda dangerous?”

Trisha smiled and said, “Yeah!”

Fuck it. They traded partners once again. Trisha laid her sweaty body on the table.

Stephanie bent over with her head above Trisha’s and let Ron go to work of her soft hole. Stevens pleasured himself in Trisha’s asshole this time, but he was careful not to hit too hard or else the glass could break.

The thought of it was stressing him out, but Trisha seemed aroused by it. She and Stephanie started kissing as another intense orgasm hit her.

“Fuck my ass,” she screamed.

Soon, all four of them were moaning in pleasure and kissing and sucking whatever came near their mouths.

The distinct blissful tingle of a brewing orgasm overwhelmed Stevens. He pulled his cock out and let his gooey genetic code squirt all over Trisha’s wet cunt.

Poor Ron had reached his limits as well. He could have gone longer but seeing his friend squirt all over Trisha gave him a need to relieve himself.

He pulled his cock out of Stephanie’s pussy and started stroking it rapidly over Trisha’s head. Stephanie kneeled; putting her head by her girlfriend’s face, and waited patiently to get her first taste of male semen.

“Here it comes,” groaned Ron.

Spunk shot out and dribbled down to Trisha’s face. Most of it was getting in her eyes and nose, but that didn’t stop her from opening wide in hopes of getting a mouthful.

Stevens and Ron backed away and watched the girls. Stephanie tongue kissed her friend. They intertwined their tongues and swapped cum in and out of their mouths, then swallowed it when they were done.

Trisha got off the table. She asked the guys, “How was that for a thank you?”

Ron smiled and said, “I think you showed your gratitude quite well.”

“I’ll bet you’ve never been thanked like that before.”

“No, ma’am,” lied Ron. This sort of thing happened about three or four times a year. Stephanie and Trisha might have been the sexiest women they had so far, but they were far from the firsts.

The guys got dressed and kissed the girls goodnight.

“I think I’m in love,” said Stevens as they got in the car.

Ron started laughing. He said, “You’re not in love.”

“No, I think this is the real thing. I think Stephanie is the one for me and I know she felt the same way. I could see it in her eyes when I was banging her.”

Sarcastically, Ron said, “Yeah right. And I could see it too when I was cumming in her mouth.”

“Hey, don’t talk that way about my woman.”

Ron laughed. He threw up his hands in submission and said, “Easy, buddy, I’m only kidding.” He started the car and backed out of the driveway.

“I’m serious, man. I felt a connection with her. I think she was really digging me.”

The funny thing is Stephanie really was digging him. The whole night she thought of him. Her pussy was on fire the whole night.

She slept on the couch because she felt like she was cheating on Stevens when Trisha tried to snuggle close to her. She enjoyed her first taste of cock a little more than she’d expected.

She didn’t sleep a wink that night. She lay in the living room staring up at the ceiling wondering what changes were happening in her and what it was going to do to her relationship with Trisha.

Chapter 11

“I still can’t believe they think I had anything to do with this,” said Jenna.

She was leaning on a wall talking to her friend, Bell, on a payphone. She was supposed to be off work, but someone called in sick so she volunteered to take his place. She wanted every penny she could get in case they suspended her or worse.

She looked a mess. Stress was apparent in her young face. She had taken a shower but she hadn’t blown her hair dry. It looked awful.

“How did it get there,” asked Bell over the phone.

“I don’t know; it must be an old tag or something. You know I lose them all the time.”

“Are they gonna keep you?”

“I have no idea. They said they’re still investigating, so who knows?”

Mike entered the room, his boots clanking on the floor as he walked his cocky walk to his bunk.

“Listen Bell, I gotta go, okay? I’ll see ya tomorrow. Bye.” She hung up and lay down on her bunk, which was next to Mike’s.

He was reading through a porn magazine. Jenna looked at it and her lips curved into a slight smile. Mike was a nasty boy who was full of himself. He’d been trying to get in Jenna’s pants for the longest. Luckily she didn’t work too many shifts with him, and the only reason she was working with him now was because of the call-off.

He noticed Jenna was wearing a very tight top that looked like a bra. Her jumbo tits pressed firm against it. Between that and his porn magazine, his beefy cock was starting to slide down his leg.

“Hi, Dirty Old Man,” said Jenna.

“Hey, if the Supreme Court says we can have these dirty magazines in our barracks, then fuck it,” he said matter-of-factly. “It’s good enough for me. Want one?”

He was irritating, but very charming. Jenna couldn’t help but smile at him. “You pervert,” she said.

Mike joked, “Believe me; I read these magazines strictly for the articles.”

“Yeah, right. That’s what they all say,” she laughed.

He leaned forward. “Have you ever thought about posing nude?” The thought of Jenna’s huge tits in a porno made his cock stiffen some more.

Jenna turned her back to him and said, “Yeah, right, in your dreams.”

Mike was a tall, muscular man with a sexy build and a boatload of arrogant charm. The only thing that kept Jenna from sleeping with him was Bill.

She wanted to let him fuck her very badly although she’d never let Mike know that. She didn’t want his head to get any bigger or else he might not be able to make it down the pole.

The thought of having sex with him caused her pussy to tingle. Mike was good at reading faces. Jenna was glad she had her back to him or else he would have seen it in her eyes and then he really would’ve hounded her.

She drifted off into a wet dream while Mike gawked at her sexy figure and fantasized about her.


Jenna was dressed in sexy, thigh-length, red leather boots with a matching bikini bottom and gloves. Her breasts were bare. She was wearing a spiked red collar and her hair was tied in two braided ponytails.

She had the look a nymphomaniac as she started dancing seductively to heavy rock music. There were flames all around her, very close, but none could touch or harm her. She controlled them and they obeyed.

Mike appeared out of nowhere. He was wearing something that he would never wear in real life—fireman’s boots and a harness, nothing else.

His bare cock pressed against Jenna’s leather bottom as they attacked each other, their lips locking in a passionate kiss.

Though Mike was taller than Jenna in real life, she seemed to dwell a few inches over him now. She tossed her head back and let Mike cup and suck her bosomy chest.

Jenna turned around. Mike spooned in behind her and squeezed her bare tits from behind as she forced her ass back into his crotch. She was teasing him. He smashed her tits together and started kissing her neck. A moan escaped her mouth.

She squatted a little lower. Mike dropped with her. He slid his rough hands along her inner thighs and started rubbing her nub.

Jenna dropped to her knees. His cock was massive and throbbing and begging for satisfaction so she wrapped her glossy lips around it and started sucking it. Her pussy started creaming as she felt the smooth head of his penis glide over the roof of her mouth and tongue.

Flames sparked up higher as a reaction to her lust. White smoke floated around the room.

“Mmmm” moaned Jenna. Her pace quickened.

Mike moaned as she held his hands and started sucking him deep. She let his cock slip in and out of her wet mouth until it was almost about to fall out, and then she’d suck it back in hard and deep, giving it the tight squeeze of a virgin’s cunt.

She stood and propped her leg on the same barrel that Mike was leaning on. Her leather bikini bottom had somehow disappeared.

“Stick your tongue in me,” she commanded.

A high screech came out of Jenna’s mouth when she felt Mike’s tender tongue enter her snatch. Her pussy tightened and started pumping hot juice into his mouth.

He lapped it down like a thirsty dog. Mmmmm.

“Yes!” she creamed. She rammed her crotch in his face so hard that he had to hold on by grabbing her around her tan lines to keep from falling over.

When he’d swallowed his fill of pussy juice, he bent her over the barrel. Her clit was poking out and that entire crotch area was sopping wet.

He put his hard cock between her puffy lips and pushed forward. “Ohhh!” moaned Jenna. She was trembling. She had an instance climax.

Mike enjoyed the feel of her tight hole contracting on his shaft. He didn’t move until he’d run out of hole to shove it in, then he put her leg up and started chopping her pussy brutally to the beat of the music.

Flames sparked again as their master spilled her love juice all over Mike’s hard cock. Her eyes rolled back and she almost passed out. “Yeah, fuck meee!”

He turned her around. She put one of her long, slender legs over his shoulder. Mike was surprised at the flexibility in Jenna’s tender body.

He watched her face twist in passion as he was shoving his dick back inside her. “Fuck my pussy harder!”

He heard an explosion coming from behind them, but the explosion couldn’t hurt them. Instead, it turned them on more. Again, they heard a loud bang and Mike shoved his sex deeper and harder in Jenna’s eager nest.

He took her breast in his mouth. “Yes,” she moaned. They took turned rubbing her clit as he continued to drill her.

The fire rose high enough to touch the ceiling, yet nothing burned still.

Mike’s cock was burning like the flames around them. They were both moaning and screaming at the tops of their lungs.

He started fucking her harder, making her tits jiggle with every thrust. She shoved her tongue in his mouth, and that was it.

“Aahhhhh!” he screamed as he pulled his cock out and started stroking it.

Jenna slid down the barrel to her knees without breaking eye contact with his bucking cock.

The flames were so bright that the room was illuminated in a glorious red glow. Yellow sparks danced everywhere.

Mike convulsed from the unbearable sensation of lust he felt as hot spoo burst free of his throbbing cock and landed on Jenna’s tits two feet away.

He kept stroking his cock. More cum dribbled down. Jenna closed her mouth around his spent prick and started sucking for what was left in him.

Mike’s lust started dying down. Jenna was satisfied as well.

The flames started receding with their desires until there was nothing left, just the two of them sleeping in their bunks at the 23rd District Fire Department.

Chapter 12

The call came in the early hours of the morning.

This time Jenna was working with her normal crew, plus a black man named Bill Johnson, a chunky, cute black man with glasses.

There was a report of a baby drowning in a bath tub. The crew gathered their things and hopped on the truck.

Jenna gave herself a mental pep talk as they sped down the street. Another drowning call. She was determined not to freeze up this time.

Odd, but the house was quiet when they got there. Usually there would be a frantic parent standing outside to flag them down. There wasn’t a soul to be seen anywhere.

Captain Marks wondered if they’d gotten the right house for a moment. He checked the address. They were at the right place.

Johnson led the way inside. “Hello?” he called as he opened the door. He didn’t see anyone on the first floor.

“I’m upstairs,” he heard a woman yell. It was coming from the second floor.

Johnson scaled the stairs two at a time with Jill and Anderson close behind him. He was first in the bathroom.

A blood rush turned his ebony cheeks a dark shade of red. There was a woman in the bathtub and no babies to be found anywhere. He looked away and tried to hide a sheepish grin.

Her name was Cindy. She was butt-ass naked and her toe was wedged in the faucet.

“Hi,” said the beautiful blonde trying to cover her enormous melons with her arm. “My toe kinda got stuck.”

Anderson and Jill were more experienced than Johnson. They could tell she was faking her embarrassment. She was a groupie. She faked these calls because she wanted a big, strong firefighter to come to her rescue.

She wanted them to see her wet tits glistening in the water so they could lust after her and try to fuck later on, which she would gladly do after playing hard-to-get for a couple weeks.

She was sexy, but she looked so silly with her toe in the faucet. Johnson and Anderson couldn’t think about sex at a time like this. They were too busy trying not to laugh.

Anderson was on the verge of losing control so he said, “I think this one’s your alley, buddy.” To Jill, he whispered, “You stay here and make sure he doesn’t get in any trouble.”

Anderson went in the hallway. He doubled over laughing. His face turned bright red. There were veins popping out of his neck.

It got to the point that he couldn’t keep quiet anymore. He went a little further down the hall. He looked in one of the open doors. It was a bedroom. He went inside, closed the door and buried his face in a pillow to muffle his loud bellows of laughter.

Meanwhile, Johnson took his yellow coat off and kneeled next to the tub. He tried to focus on the toe, but Cindy’s tits were so big.

Her arm wasn’t doing very much good at keeping them concealed. He couldn’t help but sneak a peak every now and then as he worked. He could see part of a brown nipple at the top of her arm. His cock started getting hard.

He touched her toe. She tensed and started giggling. “Ooh, that tickles,” she said.

He turned to Jill and said, “I think I’m gonna need a little help here.”

She opened a yellow medicine box and handed Johnson a bottle of ointment to use for lubrication.

Cindy started making baby faces at him as he spread the ointment around her toes. Jill couldn’t take anymore. She was making her sick. She had to leave.

“I don’t mean to tickle you,” said Johnson.

She looked him square in the eye and said, “It’s okay, you can’t help it.” Referring to his fingers, she said, “They’re just so big and long.”

The water was clear and shallow. He could see through to her pubic mound. It was bald and fat, and her clit swollen and prominent between her pussy lips. His cock was at full salute now.

Jill talked it over with Anderson and they decided to play a little joke on Jenna and Bill. Jill had to do the talking because Anderson didn’t think he could say it with a straight face.

They ran outside. Jill tried her hardest to look panicked, said, “They need you inside. The little girl was stuck in the tub and Johnson’s having a hard time getting her breathing.”

Jenna and Bill sprinted upstairs to the bathroom. As they entered, Jenna said, “What’ve we got here?”

They stopped dead in their tracks when they saw what was going on. Bill leaned out the door with a rye smirk on his face and said, “Very funny, guys.”

Jenna gave him a what’s-next look and said, “I give up.”

Johnson freed Cindy’s toe as Bill and Jenna were leaving. Cindy leaned forward and said, “Thanks, you are so great! Wow!”

Johnson talked with her for a few moments. When it was time to leave, she opened her arms and gave him a tight squeeze, pressing his face in her wet cleavage. His cock was throbbing now.

They were alone, so he quickly scribbled his name and number on a piece of toilet paper and mouthed the words, “Call me.”

Jill was smoking a cigarette when Jenna came out with her boyfriend and Johnson. Jenna said, “That was a babe in the tub, not a baby in the tub.”

Although it was a warm morning, Johnson had his fire jacket closed tight to hide the tent in his pants.

Jill said, “Hey, Johnson, did she show you her rubber ducky?”

“Everything but,” he answered with the biggest smile of them all.

“Okay, Romeo, let’s go,” said Anderson, and they headed back to the station cracking jokes on him the entire trip.


Mike was one of the firefighters still at the station on standby. He was throwing darts at the dartboard when Stevens walked in and said, “Hey, Mike, the captain wanted us to finish mopping the floor downstairs while they were out.”

Mike sighed, said, “I hate mopping that big-ass fucking floor.”

“I already did most of it,” said Stevens as he wiped sweat from his forehead. “You got the rest.”

“Why don’t you take care of it for me?”

Stevens laughed. “I don’t think so.”

“Come on, I’ll play ya for it,” said Mike holding up a dart. “If I win, you mop my half of the floor. If you win, you get a hundred bucks.”

“Sure, I’ll take your money,” Stevens said as he approached. “One throw each?”

“Closest wins, sure.”

Stevens threw first. He was excited to see that his dart landed only one space away from the bull’s eye. “Yes! I can taste that money already.”

Mike took a deep breath and tossed his dart. It landed directly in the center.

“Fuck!” shouted Stevens.

Mike gave him a pat on the back and waved goodbye to him. “Have fun.”

Sandy brushed by him as he was leaving and started asking Mike questions about Jenna and the arson case.

He filled her in on the rumors he’d heard floating around the station. He picked up a new dart and tossed it at the board.

“Nice shot,” said Sandy, but she was more concerned with hearing more about Jenna.

He said, “So anyway, I don’t know; that’s just what I heard. They think she had something to do with those arson fires downtown.”

Sandy rolled her eyes. Sarcastically, she said, “Yeah, like I’ll believe that for a second.”


Stevens stopped as he was entering the downstairs lobby where the fire trucks were kept. He sighed as he looked at the long stretch of floor that he had to mop because he was dumb enough to make that bogus bet.

He took his shirt back off, picked up the mop, and started working on the other half. This time he worked slower. His arms were really tired.

He saw the door open slowly out of the corner if his eye. He knew it couldn’t be someone who worked there because they usually opened the door quickly and made a lot of noise when they did it.

At the precise moment the other crew had arrived at Cindy’s house, a beautiful blonde named Jane knocked three times on the fire department door and stuck her head through. “Hi, she said, “My car just broke down. Do you think I can use your telephone?”

She walked inside. Stevens was stunned by her gorgeous appearance. She was wearing long white stockings, high heeled boots and a sexy pink raincoat.

Somehow he just knew there weren’t any clothes under that raincoat. It was wrapped too tight around her body, plus it wasn’t raining outside.

Stevens looked her up and down, observed her sexy walk and the seductive way she looked at him.

“Sure, the phone’s right around there,” he pointed.

Jane started walking in the direction he pointed. She said, “Wow, look at this truck. This is great.”

She started walking along the length of the truck acting like she admired it. She wasn’t the least bit interested in the truck.

She was after something more lucrative. Jane was a prostitute who was tired of sucking cocks for a living.

If Stevens would’ve been paying closer attention, he would have noticed the black purse he thought she was carrying was actually a small camcorder. Her plan was to tape something controversial so news companies would pay her enough to retire off of.

Stevens seemed to be taking the bait nicely, and the firehouse was empty. Everything was going better than she thought it would.

She neared the middle of the truck and said, “What are all these buttons and knobs for?”

Stevens hurried to her side. He explained what most of the switches, dials, knobs, and buttons did, not that Jane was paying any attention.

She took a step closer, looked up with her dreamy, bedroom eyes; and slid her hand along a red pipe that strangely reminded her of a cock. She asked, “And what about this one?”

“This one is a shutoff valve. When one of the hoses isn’t being used, we use this to release the pressure so the hose doesn’t explode.”

She waited for him to finish talking. When he was done, she leaned into him and grabbed a handful of Stevens’s penis as she said, “What about this big knob?”

She was pleased to see that it was already a little stiff.

Stevens shuddered when she touched him. “Whoa,” he moaned, and started giggling bashfully.

“What can this do?” asked Jane and she massaged his dick and balls and backed him into the truck. “Come on. Take it out and let me see what it can do.”

I can’t believe my luck. First Stephanie and Trisha, now this sexy blonde, thought Stevens. But he didn’t want to have sex at work because he didn’t know how long the other half of the crew would be out.

Jane unzipped his pants with one hand as she kissed his neck. That took away what little will he had to resist. He leaned back on the truck and let her have her way with him.

She took her raincoat off and dropped to her knees. As expected, she wasn’t wearing anything other than pink panties and a matching bra.

She pulled his pants to the floor and took his member in her mouth without using her hands. She started twisted her head in a corkscrew motion as she slurped his cock and moaned with delight.

Stevens grabbed her head and thrust his cock deeper in her warm mouth. She was growling and moaning as she savagely attacked him. “Mmmmmm!” she moaned. Her pussy started getting hot.

Stevens reached over and started squeezing Jane’s soft ass as she continued to suck him off. It looked so sexy in her pink panties. He wanted to see if her pussy was as good as her mouth.

He sat on the truck’s running board and helped Jane to her feet while she slid her panties down.

They kissed passionately. Jane wrapped a leg around him and pressed her hot cunt to his crotch and started grinded him.

His wet cock slid around on her pubic mound. Every now and then his cock head would slip between her pussy lips. Jane would cry out as she felt it pushing at her hole before it slipped out and slipped in again.

Stevens spun her around. He cupped her tits as he allowed his cock to fall between her soft ass cheeks. She reached between her legs and grabbed a handful of his throbbing cock, felt it pulsing in her hand, and slid it in her pussy.

Stevens started trembling as she lowered her body on his shaft. It was so tight and wet. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He fought to keep from squealing as Jane’s cunt consumed the full length of his prick.

She started bouncing on his dick as she watched him over her shoulder and fed from his lust

He grabbed her hands. He held them behind her back. She continued rocking her eager hole on his prick. His roughness made her pussy stream more.

Stevens kicked his pants the rest of the way off. Jane leaned into the truck and poked her ass out, eagerly waiting for Stevens to stuff her.

He looked at her bent over with those sexy, white stocking and high heeled boots and he almost came just looking at her. He eased up behind her and filled her with his pulsing rod.

“Fuck me,” she moaned.

He loved the view from the back. Jane had a great figure. Her slim waist fit nicely in her round, petite ass. He kneaded her soft ass as he drilled her hole, never taking his eyes off the way it jiggled with each thrust.
 
She watched over her right shoulder until she saw the look of a man who about to cum appear on his face. She stood up. His cock fell out. She grabbed her camcorder and asked, “Have you ever been videotaped?”

Stevens felt awkward. He said, “What?”

“I wanna videotape you fucking me.”

His cock was jumping. She stopped at the exact moment he was about to cum. He was dying to get back inside her and lessen the agonizing tingle in his loins. “Fuck,” he said out of frustration.

“Please,” Jane said looking at him with her pretty eyes. She started playing in her pubic hairs and spread her pussy lips.

How could he say no to a sight like that? “Okay, get up on top,” he ordered.

He smacked her sexy ass as she ascended the truck. Damn, she looked good in those laced stockings.

She lay on her back with her legs spread wide open. Stevens slid his eager prick in the Vee of her hot crotch. He bypassed her pussy when he saw the ridges of her asshole an inch below it.

She almost lost control and dropped the camera when she felt him shoving his member deep inside her brown eye without giving it time to adjust.

Her ass tensed as he started pushing his swollen meat in it. It was a surprise, but it felt really good. It had been a long time since she’d had a dick in her butt. Most customers either wanted straight sex or a blowjob.

She activated the camera. Her pussy tingled as the sight of him pounding her hole appeared on the black screen. She could almost taste the money now.

Jane enjoyed the anal pounding as she taped Stevens, and got plenty of shots of the firehouse so there wouldn’t be a debate about where they were when this happened. After she got all the shots, she started to focus her attention on Stevens and the tingly sensation in asshole.

“Fuck my ass,” she said, Stevens’s body glistening with sweat in the camera lens. She got a close-up of him sliding his fat prick in her nest. It felt so good. It was driving her crazy. “That’s it, baby.”

Her ass was so much tighter than her pussy. Stevens felt a burning tingle in his penis. His ass clenched and hot cum started pouring out of his member. He pulled out and let it spill all over her swollen pussy lips.

The sensation was so heavenly that he accidentally let out a very loud scream that made it all the way upstairs to the keen ears of Ron, Tracey, Sandy, and Mike. Ron had a gut feeling that he knew what was going on, so he volunteered to go down and check it out.

He walked in just as Stevens was stroking the last of his seed onto Jane’s slit. Ron said, “Stevens, what do you think you’re doing? If the captain catches you, your ass is history.”

“The captain is not gonna catch me, okay?”

“That’s what you think,” said Ron as he took the camera from Jane.

“Hey, what do you think you’re doing, asshole?” she shouted.

“Look, man, why don’t you just lighten up?” said Stevens.

Ron started taking the film out of the camcorder. He looked up at Stevens and said, “Lighten up? Do you know what happened to the last guy who got caught fucking in the station? He ended up on Hardcopy, Entertainment Tonight, and now his ass is out of the squad.”

He handed Jane her empty camera. The film was safe in the palm of his hand. “You gotta go,” he said.

“Can I have my tape back?” Jane asked.

“No.” He looked her straight in the eye, held the tape up, and started ripping the film out.

Jane felt like her heart was going to stop. She was on top of a fire truck. She’d just been fucked and she didn’t have anything to show for it—no money, no tape to sell, nothing.

“Get the fuck out of here,” said Ron.

If there’s one thing life on the streets had taught her, it’s that there’ll always be a second chance as long as you don’t fuck everything up by losing control the first time something goes wrong.

She took her raincoat off the floor and politely walked out. Her idea worked the first time; it would work again. She just needed to learn from this experience and come up with a better plan.

Ron waited until he heard the door click shut before he started lecturing his friend. “Stevens, what are you doing, man. You stupid fuck.” He threw the unraveled tape at him and walked out.

Stevens leaned on his elbows thinking of the bad decision he’d just made. Ron was right. That woman could have used that tape to cause a lot of problems for him.

He also felt remorseful for having sex with another woman after he’d just given Ron that long speech the other night about Stephanie being the woman of his dreams.

He felt like an ass-naked hypocrite, and it didn’t feel good.

Chapter 13

Another day had gone by and the rumors around the 23rd were starting to get ridiculous.

Jenna paid it no mind at first, but she went to Captain Marks about it when someone came to her and asked if it was true that she had conspired to start the fire with Bill as a symbol of her their burning love for each other.

The captain was astonished that a group of the best firefighters he’d ever worked with would allow the rumors to mutate like that.

He said, “Jenna, you should take the rest of the day off and get some rest. I’ll take care of it.”

“That’s not necessary, Sir.”

“No, really, take the rest of the day off; get some rest. You’ve been going through a lot lately. If you get too tired out, you’re not gonna be any good to anybody.” He gave her a fatherly smile and said, “I prefer to think of it as an investment in company assets.”

“Thank you, Captain,” Jenna said.

She went to the sleeping quarters and started getting her civilian clothes out of her locker. Bill Johnson was walking past. He said, “Jenna, your shift ain’t over ‘til six.”

She filled him in on the crazy rumors that were going around and told him Captain Marks gave her permission to leave early.

Johnson smiled, said, “Remember that woman who got her toe stuck in the faucet?”

“Yes,” Jenna said with a giggle.

“I got a date with her tonight.”

“I figured that would happen. I could tell she had the hots for you.”

“Yeah, but I’ll bet you didn’t know she had the hots for you too.”

Jenna was surprised. “Wh…what?”

“I said, ‘She’s got the hots for you too.’ She mentioned something about us having a threesome with you tonight after dinner. I told her you had to work, but since you’re off, you might as well come with us and get your groove on.”

“Johnson!”

“What?”

“I can’t believe you asked me that. You know I’m with Bill.”

“I know, but didn’t you say he lets you sleep with women?”

“Yes.”

“Well there you go,” he said as if the answer should be obvious.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean you and me can both get our groove on with Cindy. We don’t have to have sex with each other. She can be the meat in our sex sandwich and we can be the bread.” He had a big, goofy smile on his face that made Jenna grin.

She thought it over for a moment and said, “Okay, it’s on.”


Captain Marks called each of his crew members into his office and questioned them about the rumors one at a time. Everybody was pointing the finger at everybody else, but there were two names that seemed to come out of everybody’s mouth—Ron and Stevens, the Goose and Maverick of the 23rd.

After speaking to everybody else about it, he found them sitting on their bunks. He walked in just in time to catch the tail end of a conversation about Jenna.

He chewed them out about it for fifteen minutes straight with spit flying out of mouth. His face was blood red when he finally stopped talking.

Ron tried to plead their side by blaming other people, but Marks had had enough. He was tired of it.

“All I am saying is I want the rumors about Jameson to stop until the investigation is complete and the results are released. I don’t wanna hear another fucking word about it! Do you understand?”

They nodded.

“Good,” Marks said in a calm voice as if nothing had happened. Then he politely walked away.


Jenna met up with Cindy at a classy downtown restaurant. Heads had been turning from the second the lovely young women stepped through the door.

They were both blonde and beautiful and wearing pumps and miniskirts that barely covered their crotches. Their tops were tight and short, accentuating their sexy bellies and plump breasts.

They’d just finished eating dinner.  Jenna pushed her plate away and said, “That was really good.”

Cindy said, “Super yummy,” in her ditsy way of talking. She was incredibly sexy, but oh-so dumb. She could be really irritating sometimes.

Jenna sipped the last bit of her champagne. The waiter asked if he could interest them in some coffee.

“No, could we just get the check, please? Thanks.”

The captain was right. It was nice being able to take a day off and relax. She felt a lot better.

Cindy said, “I was glad that you were able to come out this evening. Too bad Bill couldn’t join us.”

“Yeah, he said he had to stay at the station ‘til about midnight.” He ended up filling in for Jenna. How ironic. “But he’ll meet us back at the house,” Jenna said. “We’ll get better acquainted.” She smiled and winked.

“Mmmm,” Cindy moaned. “Ya know, it has been sooo long since I have been able to go out. And I was so excited to find out that you were into girls too.”

Jenna felt Cindy’s hand touching her thigh under the table. “Easy now,” she said and pushed her hand away.

Cindy touched her again. This time she slid her hand all the way up her thigh. Jenna pushed her hand away again, but this time Cindy had triggered something in her. Her pussy started getting that itch. She said, “Wait until we get home.”

Cindy said, “I want you now.” She lifted a red napkin and intentionally dropped it. “Oops. Excuse me.”

Jenna watched in horror as she crawled under the table. She seemed like a spontaneous woman who would happily eat another woman’s pussy in a crowded restaurant and wouldn’t care if they got caught.

“Don’t!” Jenna commanded, but it was too late. She felt Cindy forcefully spread her thighs, move her panties aside, and blow on her clitoris just before she closed her lips around it and started sucking.

Jenna’s pussy started dripping juice in her mouth instantly. She hadn’t had a good fucking since Bill after the funeral, but she had a lot to lose if somebody saw them.

“Check,” she called out. “Could we please get the check please?”

The waiter came over and placed the check on the table as Cindy licked her pulsing cunt.

It’d be a 20-minute drive home. That was a long way to travel with a horny pussy, Jenna thought. She said, “Could you tell me where the bathroom is?”


Cindy pinned her to the bathroom wall. They locked eyes. Their breathing was heavy and rapid.

Cindy slid her hands down Jenna’s slim waist as she passionate kissed her mouth. Her tongue was soft and sweet and the kiss seemed to fuel their lusts for each other. Every kiss was deeper and harder than the last.

Jenna noticed a full length mirror on the wall next to them. They looked really erotic huddled against the wall with their huge tits smashed together and Jenna cupping Cindy’s soft ass.

She slowly raised her skirt. Her ass was perfectly shaped. It was tanned without any lines.

Jenna lifted her top over her head. Cindy’s tits spilled out. An air conditioned chill hit her nipples and hardened them instantly. They were so hard it hurt.

They were obviously enhanced, but so well-done that it didn’t matter. Her nipples were swollen and pointy, and like her ass, there weren’t any tan lines.

Jenna bowed to her knees as Cindy raised a leg. Her pussy was recently shaven. She had a hoop pearl earring through her clit. Jenna extended her long tongue and started licking the ring before moving lower to the swollen outer lips.

“Yeah, lick my pussy,” cried Cindy.

She made her tongue hook downwards and put it at the bottom of her pussy lips. Then she curved it upward and used it to part her pink muff in two. Vaginal fluids secreted onto her taste buds.

Jenna felt a huge puddle of pussy juice collecting on her tongue. She leaned back slowly. Her own pussy started juicing when she saw a long strand of Cindy’s fluids connected to her tongue and Cindy’s cunt. Jenna closed the gap and swallowed a mouthful.

Jenna had closed her mouth on her vagina and was circling her clit with her tongue. She was eating her pussy far better than any man. “Yeah, yeah, yeah!” moaned Cindy. She came in Jenna’s mouth, her hole of fire now.

Jenna ate her pussy for more than five minutes in that same position. She spent most of her time playing with her clit ring. She liked the way it felt in her mouth and Cindy seemed to enjoy it.

She would kiss it like the lips on your face and insert her long tongue deep inside it so she could savor the bittersweet flavor of her juicing bald pussy.

“Yeah!” moaned Cindy, gasping for breath.

Jenna stood up and pinned her on a stall door. She cupped her tits and admired them briefly before latching her lips on them.

They were so soft and huge and they had a sweet taste that resembled their candy smell.

It was driving Jenna mad. She pinned her against the stall with a choke hold and continued sucking her tits like a savage. Cindy screamed, “Oh, yeah!” She liked rough sex.

Cindy slowly lifted her shirt off. Jenna’s tits were almost as huge as hers.

Cindy pushed her into the stall and bent her over the toilet seat. She lifted her skirt and the aroma of horny pussy hit her nose.

She smacked the tattoo on her ass and called her a bitch, which sent Jenna into her first orgasm of the night. She arched her back and let hot cooze seep from her hot slit.

Jenna came again as she felt her pointed tongue sliding around her asshole. Ooohhhhhhh! She reached around and opened her cheeks wider so the whore could get better access.

“Yeeeeeessss! Put your tongue in my ass,” begged Jenna.

A waitress entered the restroom to wash her hands and nearly fainted from what she saw.

“Fuck my ass with your tongue,” pleaded Jenna.

The waitress ran out as Jenna’s cunt started dripping more of her hot fluids. “Put your tongue up my ass!”

“What do you want me to do?” Cindy asked, but only because she liked hearing Jenna beg.

“Put your tongue up my ass.”

Cindy did it and this time she slid her tongue to her tender slit and licked her way back up. Jenna clenched the toilet seat as another orgasm hit her. “Fuck meeeeee!”

Cindy opened her pussy and started licking her fingers to get them wet. “You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, I want you to fuck me.” She put a leg on the seat and opened wide.

Cindy spread her pussy lips and slid two fingers in her juicy wet hole. She couldn’t believe how tight her pussy felt on her hands. She could feel it pulsing on her outer finger.

She wished she could trade her pussy for a dick for five minutes so she could see how a pussy that tight felt wrapped around a cock.

“Fuck my fingers,” said Cindy as she started ramming her fingers in Jenna’s eager twat. Once she got her going, she put her tongue back in her ass, and Jenna came hard, this time screaming and bucking like a madwoman. Her grip on the toilet seat was so tight that her knuckles turned pale.

After Jenna regained her strength, she sat on the seat with her legs wide open. Cindy mounted her like a man would, and started grinding her horny twat on Jenna’s swollen lips.

Her piercing stimulated her pussy very well, but it wasn’t as good as a nice, hard piece of wood. Too bad my boyfriend isn’t here, thought Jenna.

Cindy was really getting into her role as the man. She actually started smacking pelvises with her like she had a cock, and then she would rub pussies with her again.

“Fuck my pussy,” said Jenna Jameson. She reached around and stuck her finger in Cindy’s ass and she really started drilling her.

The girls were really wet with sweat and their big tits were slipping all over each other.

Cindy started sucking her nipple and finger fucking her. She got back on her knees.

She lifted Jenna’s slender legs and licked her from her anus all the way up to her clit.

“Ooooooohhhhhh!” she screeched.

She used her thumbs to open her pussy wider so she could get deep inside. She forced her tongue so deep in her that it was starting to feel tired and strained, but her lust willed her to go deeper.

Then a replay of a scene from a porno played in her mind. Cindy liked watching lesbian porn, and her favorites always had one thing in common. She stuck her fingers deep inside Jenna’s hole, and then pulled them out and stuffed them in her mouth for her to taste her own juices.

Jenna grabbed her hand and started licking and slurping it like a dick until it was cleaned and polished. Then she guided it back to her love hole and fucked herself with it.

Cindy had been making Jenna cum all night, but now she was the one gritting her teeth while her twat jerked and spasmed and dripped her vaginal fluids onto the floor.

When it was all out, she started finger fucking Jenna harder and faster while she gyrated her clit with her free hand and kissed her adoringly.

It felt so good that Jenna actually stood and started bouncing up and down on her hand like she was riding cock; she needed a cock right now.

Cindy used both hands to cup her tits and kiss her nipples. Jenna stared at her as whispered, “Make my pussy cum.”

Cindy kissed her mouth, then her naval piercing, and arrived at the mound of soft, heated, wet flesh. Jenna pushed her pelvis forward to meet her lips.

Her legs started trembling with excitement as another orgasm approached, this time it was gonna be a whopper. Her pussy started burning with fire.

Cindy made her tongue hook deep inside Jenna, hitting her G-spot, causing her to buck and thrash like an animal with her teeth mashed together to keep from screaming out.

She slumped back exhausted and spent.


Jenna got dressed the fastest. Now that she was satisfied, her concerns shifted to what was really important—keeping herself off the front page news. This, combined with the arson case, could be more than enough to destroy her career.

She washed her face in the sink and reapplied her makeup. Her hair looked awful after the sex romp. She took a brush out of her purse and started fixing it.

She’d dropped her purse on the floor and thought nothing of until she saw Cindy’s head moving up and down at the bottom of the mirror.

She turned. She was surprised to see Cindy squatting, still topless, and rummaging through her purse. Jenna said, “What you doing?” She snatched it away and said, “Why are you going through my purse?”

Cindy stood up with a smile on her face as if getting caught was cute to her. She was holding Jenna’s wallet. She said, “To find your badge, your fireman ID.”

Jenna snatched it from her hands and screamed, “You’re a fireman groupie. I knew it. You’re the kind of girl who takes out personal ads—‘Hot-blooded blonde, need of fireman to extinguish my desires.’”

Cindy smiled brightly and said, “Hey, that was good.”

Something registered in Jenna’s mind. “I’ll bet you didn’t really get your toe stuck.”

As if she had said something really stupid and obvious, Cindy said, “Hel-lo. I put it in there myself.”

“Freak,” Jenna said, and stormed out of the restaurant.

Cindy watched her leave and yelled, “Call me?” as Jenna was leaving. She was so stupid she didn’t realize that she had just pissed her off. She thought she’d be flattered to know she had planned to get them out there for a date. Oh well.

As Jenna walked into the night’s warm air, she was thinking I’m not gonna call that bitch, but I’m sure as hell gonna call Johnson and warn him about her crazy ass.

Then she came to a halt when something else surfaced in her mind as she unlocked her doors. “What if she had something to do with that person who planted my badge at the fire?” she thought out loud. “Why else would she have wanted to look at my badge? How could I be so stupid?”

She got in her car and drove home. She felt really dirty after having sex with that nasty slut so she took a shower, braided her hair in two big pigtails, and changed into something more comfortable.

She called the precinct and asked to speak to Johnson so she could fill him in on what happened with that wicked tramp.

The phone rang for an unusually long time. When somebody picked up, she heard a lot of commotion and the fire alarm blazing in the background.

She asked to speak to Johnson. The person who’d picked up was so loud and panic stricken that she couldn’t figure out who it was. He told her Johnson couldn’t come to the phone because they had a huge fire that they had to attend to immediate.

As the person was hanging up, she heard somebody mention where the inferno was at. She slipped her shoes on and ran out the door.

Chapter 14

It was whopper. Jenna hadn’t seen a fire this big in a long time. Actually, she’d never seen a fire this big.

It was a four-story office building. There were flames everywhere and she could hear parts of the building exploding as she got out of her car.

A truck was already on site and another one was pulling up. The night sky was blanketed in black and grey smoke. Crew members were trying to get more hoses in place as a firefighter lay at the top of ladder and sprayed water at the upper level flames.

It was scary, but there was something about the atmosphere that made her want to be involved. It was similar to the feeling a soldier gets when he volunteers to go on hazardous grounds. It’s an instinct inside of them that can’t be explained in any way that would make sense to a normal person, but the need to rush into the danger was ablaze inside of her, and she was aching to get her hands dirty.

Captain Marks was looking at a map of the internal structure of the building. He noticed a set of huge tits walking up to him. “What are you doing here, Jameson?”

“I was at home when I heard the two-three called in.”

“You just couldn’t stay away, huh?”

Jenna smiled and said, “You know how I love a barbecue.”

They both nearly jumped out of their skin when a nearby window exploded on the second floor and sent debris and broken glass everywhere.

The captain looked at her and said, “It looks like you found one. Got your gear here?”

“Yes.”

“Hurry up.”

Jenna popped the trunk of her car. She started taking her clothes off right there in the parking lot as Marks pulled an ax from a side compartment on the truck. Bill scurried up to him and said, “That night manager says there’s still two security guards in there.”

“Any idea where?” asked Jenna as she slammed the trunk shut.

“The second floor.”

Captain Marks really didn’t want to take her in the building with him. Jenna was too emotionally unstable, but he realized he didn’t have a choice because the rest of the crew had more than enough to keep them busy. It seemed like two new flames popped up to replace every one they put out. Jenna and Bill were the only two left.

“Come on, Jameson, and stay close,” said the Captain, reluctantly.

They got equipped with O2 tanks and flashlights and headed into the building. Captain Marks led the way with Bill in the middle and Jenna bringing up the rear.

They had to walk in a single file line because all the hallways were narrowed by fires on both sides.

Through fire and extreme smoke, the Captain managed to lead them safely to the stairwell. The paint on the wall had been burned to a crisp and there were minor flames on the stairs leading up, but it seemed safe enough to pass.

It was scorching hot and their suits were adding to their problems. They were twenty pounds and insulated to keep heat from entering, but the same insulation that kept outside heat getting in, also trapped their own body heat inside. They had to fight fatigue and dehydration as they ascended the stairs and stepped past the flames that lined the upper floor.

They’d been lucky so far. All the flames were off to the side. It allowed them to pass through safely and quickly as long as they could get through the smoke.

They opened the first door they came to. They entered and flashed their lights throughout the room.

They saw one of the guards lying on the floor unconscious, but they could tell by the rise and fall of his chest that he was still alive.

“I’ll take this one down. You look for the other one,” yelled Marks.

Jenna and Bill started searching the rest of the floor as the Captain lifted the guard on his shoulders. They found their way into a large room that had probably been the second floor’s main lobby.

“Is there anybody in here?” called Jenna.

No response.

They continued further down, being careful to scan every crevice. Jenna continued to call out while Bill listened for a response. The missing guard was nowhere to be found. They figured maybe he had gotten out on his own.

They had all but given up when Bill caught a glimpse of a figure moving in the shadows. He was crouching at first, and then he jumped to his feet and ran out an exit. They knew he was a firefighter because he was carrying an ax.

There was something about him that creeped them both out. Bill and Jenna proceeded to the spot where he was crouching.

Jenna shined her light at the floor and caught the reflection of something that looked like a badge. Without looking at it, she somehow had a gut feeling she knew who it belonged to.

She picked it up and read the twelve-letter name engraved on it. “It’s my badge,” she said in confusion. “What’s going on?”

Bill said, “Let’s find out,” and darted in the direction that the rogue firefighter went in.

He gained ground on him fast, mainly because the other guy was being careful not to run into a flame. Bill, on the other hand, was pissed and didn’t give a fuck. His arms chopped at the air as he closed the gap on him with his long strides.

“Who are you, and what the fuck is this?” yelled Jenna as Bill cornered him. Both men had axes and faced off with each other.

Her anger quickly changed to worry when she saw the man swing his ax at Bill. He blocked the attack with his own ax and pushed him away.

The man wasted no time in taking another swing, this time a low attack aimed at Bill’s stomach. He jumped back just in time to avoid having his stomach spilled on the concrete, but the suit was heavy, he was over 40 years old, and he was losing breath quickly.

The other man didn’t seem to have lost anything as he sized Bill up and readied himself for a third attack.

Once again, Bill blocked it, but the rogue firefighter kneed him in his groin. It didn’t floor him, but it was enough to make him drop his ax. The man raised his ax and brought down hard at Bill’s head. Bill side stepped the attack, which caused the ax to smash into a fuse box.

Bill went for his ax, but the intruder kick him in his stomach, knocking him to the floor gasping for breath.

“Look out!” screamed Jenna.

The saboteur advanced on him just as a beam gave way and fell from the ceiling. It landed on his head. The ax fell from his hands as his body collapsed to the floor.

Jenna checked to see if Bill was alright. Nothing was hurt except his pride, so she rushed to the intruder to see who had tried to ruin her.

She took his mask off. “Michael?” she said. “Michael, why?”

Michael looked up at her. He was in excruciating pain and weak. He said, “What are you doing here? You’re not supposed to be here.”

“You’re the one who planted my badge and my tag at the fire? Why? Why would you do something like that?”

He flashed a weak smile, reached up and lovingly caressed her face. The answer was clear.

“I’m sorry,” he moaned as he felt his life slipping away.

“Michael, hang on,” she begged. “Let me get this thing off you, okay.”

Bill grabbed one end of the beam while Jenna took the other. It was huge, about the same width as a human being and twice as long. Bill’s end moved a little, but it was far too heavy to move without help from a machine or the rest of the crew.

Michael coughed and blood started spilling from his mouth. They stopped when they heard the roof squeaking. It was about to collapse. “Get out of here,” Michael said.

“No,” said Jenna with tears welling in her eyes. She felt responsible for this. Maybe if she hadn’t blown him off he wouldn’t have become so bitter. She could have treated him better. Maybe they’d have been good friends.

“It’s all gonna come down.”

“I’m not gonna leave you again,” cried Jenna.

Michael moaned, “I love you.” He closed his eyes and faded into the afterlife.

“No!” screamed Jenna. She shook him, but he gone.

Bill saw bits of paint dropping from the ceiling. The deep squeaking in the walls was getting louder and coming with more frequency.

He grabbed Jenna, said, “It’s gonna go.”

“We can’t leave him.”

“Let’s go!” he barked, and forcefully pulled her to her feet.

They ran back the way they came, and narrowly missed getting caught in an explosion as they crossed into the hallway. The blast wave knocked them both to the floor. Burning particles from the ceiling rained down on them.

They hastily got back to their feet. Bill said, “Let’s get the other security guard and get out of here.”

They found him barely conscious, but still able to walk. He was an older man, so Jenna allowed him to lean on her shoulder as Michael led them out.

Clean air burst into their lungs as they escaped the scorching heat. Paramedics helped the guard onto an ambulance as Jenna continued to walk away. Her head started spinning and it seemed hard to catch her breath.

She walked to the rear of the fire truck and sat down. Bill sat beside her. “Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, I think so.”

“Are we gonna tell anybody about what went on here tonight?”

Without hesitation, she said, “No. It’s gotta be between us. And hopefully when the investigation’s over and the fire’s stopped, it’ll all just go away.” She felt so guilty. She couldn’t believe he was dead.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” she nodded. “Let’s go home.”

Two days later, Jenna attended her second wake in 30 days. Michael was given a hero’s funeral. He was honored as a firefighter who’d died in the line of duty trying to rescue a guard.

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Stalker 1

pace_purr on Sex Stories

Anne joined me in the coffee shop at Collonades with a big smile on her face, I asked what caused the smile.

"Oh. I've had a young guy following me for the last hour, every chance he's had he's been looking at my tits"

Not surprising really they were pretty good to look at, she was wearing an off the shoulder peasant blouse with no bra, her nipples pushed against the fabric unmissable. That and the long legs under the mini skirt made her stand out anywere.

"Don't look but he's just standing at the entrance".

I glanced over seeing the guy she meant, he looked very young eighteen at the oldest. Typical teenager sex over ruling common sense, but at least he didn't look like one of the young deadbeats that often hung around the new shopping centr

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e. I asked Anne if she wanted me to warn him off, I imagined just walking towards him would cause him to run.

"No, don't be rotten he's kind of cute, flattering really".

She had more shopping to do so I gave her a kiss and watched her as she walked away, the young guy following her like a faithfull puppy. I in the meantime headed out to my taxi intending to put in another four hours before handing the cab over to my night driver.

In the meantime (as told to me later) Anne proceeded with her shopping. Her admirer never far behind her, she went in to Myers to look at dresses trying on a couple she left open the curtain a little after noticing her admirer was in a position to see. This allowed him to catch glimpses of her tits in the mirror after trying on four she decided to look for a new bra, lacy underwires that lifted her tits making them appear larger than the 36" she already was. Again she went into the changing room where a slightly opened curtain made her visible in the mirror from outside, she tried on the bra's posing and admiring them, handling her breasts to make the fit better, she had felt herself getting a little damp knowing she was being watched imagining what the young guys cock was doing. Coming out of the canging room she took back three of the bra's passing her admirer, she noticed there was a definite bulge in his jeans. Holding up the bra she had chosen she asked him if he liked it, he flushed bright red and nodded.

Anne expected him to run then but no as she left he followed, outside she stopped suddenly and turned to him.

"Look if you are going to keep following me and looking at my tits the least you can do is tell me your name" she asked him.

Apparently he managed to remember his name was John.

"Okay John you can either walk alongside me and we can talk, or you can stop bloody following me as it's annoying, whats it to be?"

John decided on the former and they went for a coffee. John was seventeen he lived in Onkaparinga Hills apparently not far from us he didn't have a girlfriend and had seen Anne a couple of times before also following her for a while.

"John, my love that's called stalking, if you keep doing that you are going to end up getting arrested. Because not all women are like me, some really get freaked out at guys staring at their tits"

"I'm sorry but I think you are beautifull" realising what he had said he blushed again.

More talk found out he was a virgin, his parents were seperated he was a student with little money. Anne couldn't help herself it was the lost dog syndrome, she offerd him a lift if he would carry the shopping.

I arrived home to find Anne and John in the spa relaxing, she got out when she saw me and came inside.

"Is that the young guy from the shopping centre?" I asked.

"Yes, one and the same nice young lad seventeen, he was a virgin"

"You mean is a virgin?" I corrected.

"No, I mean was a virgin, he isn't now" she said "and I dont want you giving him a hard time"

She filled me in on everything leading up to now, how when they had got to our home he had helped her in with the shopping, helped her put it away. To give him a bit of a treat she had put on her new bra and modeled it for him, this appears to have given him an enormous erection. Anne once again had been very flattered had given him a kiss for being so sweet, he had put his arms round her and kissed back his cock was pushing against her. Anne had got all horny and reached down to feel his cock, impressed by the size she began stroking it. On asking if John would like to have sex with her, she had almost been raped his hands seemed to have a life of their own moving all over her body trying to take off her clothes and his at the same time and at the same time feel her up.

She finally got him to settle down and took him into the bedroom, she slowly undressed him and herself. At least his hygene had been good, pushing down onto the bed she had taken his cock into her mouth just in time to get a mouthfull of cum. Swallowing as much as she could she allowed the rest to dribble out of her mouth onto his belly, looking at his face he looked distraught.

"Dont worry, that happens the first time with younger guys, you will be ready again soon" Anne had told him.

She had then slowly started bringing him back to readiness again, at the same time allowing him free access to her body, showing him what she liked and how she liked it done. For the first time he tasted a womans vagina, apparently wanting to keep on tongueing it even when his cock was again ready. Anne had once again used her mouth and tongue though was a little wary of getting another mouthfull. But this time John was able to control himself, she kept him on his back for this first time straddling him she slowly lowered herself onto his lovely young cock. She guided his hands to her breasts encouraging him to play with them and her nipples, while she concentrated on bringing them both to a satisfying orgasm. Anne admitted to me it was a bit of a power trip for her and she had slightly dominated him, by telling him he was not going to cum until she wanted him to. Apparently she had ridden him quite hard driving his young cock deep inside herself at times though at other times she moved so slowly that it was driving her mad as she wanted his hardness to slam into her. After fifteen minutes of this John was no longer able to control himself Anne felt his cock thicken and start to throb and knew his cum was flooding her womb, thank God she was on the pill.

When they had finished they had showered together soaping each others bodies and nearly fucking again, but Anne controlled herself. After the shower they had a drink and went out to the spa, where Anne had told him not to panic if her husband came home as he wouldn't do anything to him and thats where I found them when I got home.

More to come pace_purr@hotmail.com

Rachel's first time

Darkphyre on Sex Stories

I’m one of those lucky guys who gets to live with a model. We have one of those spacious apartments that’s like a house inside. I work as a data entry specialist for a big firm, the bonus is that I don’t even have to leave home for work; I just log in for a few hours a day, type information into a database for a bit, and pull in an easy $10,000 a week. Megan, my roommate, had one of those great figures us men all lust after. And to be truthful I always wanted to take her down.

Megan and I have a very friendly relationship. She considers me one of the gals, and confides everything in me. I was the first person, besides her lover, to find out that she was a bisexual. She really trusted me with everything. I’m always there for h

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er, I hold her when she’s down, we kiss sometimes but we never went any further. We both wanted to, but we held back because of that friend barrier that always pops up.

Now for me… Well, Megan likes to tease me because I look like a girl. My face is very feminine, and I have a curvy waist like hers, not quite so pronounced, but nevertheless it’s there. I let my hair grow longer, and she keeps puling it back into a pony tail saying it made me look very pretty. I kept the hair like it, any excuse to have her close. But all this teasing awakened something within me. Something I had once thought was sordid.

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One day during the summer, Megan received a phone call from her agent. It was obviously some kind of job. I did my best to listen in, wondering how long the job would last. Her agent had one of those dainty voices that you wouldn’t hear if the T.V. was on too, so I never caught a word.

Although, I know I didn’t really need to. As soon as her agent was off the phone, Megan plonked herself down next to me, gave me a hug and told me everything.

‘That was Elise,’ which I already knew because I had answered the phone. ‘She says Cosmopolitan wants me specifically for this shoot down at the beach. Could get very hot!’ she said. ‘Want to come?’

Yes, actually I thought, but then a voice I had heard more and more over the past weeks cropped up again.

‘I would… but I have to go online and get some work done. I’ve neglected it a bit,’ I lied.

Megan pouted slightly in that oh so sexy way she did. How I wanted to kiss her gorgeous full red lips right then!

‘Okay then,’ she said sadly. ‘That’s important. I’ll see you when I get back.’

‘Okay gorgeous,’ I flirted. ‘I’ll be here when you get back!’

Megan slipped me a quick half smile as she scooped up her keys and made for the door. I followed her out to say goodbye. And once I saw her slinky convertible pull out of the garage and round the corner I was straight back inside, but I didn’t go to my computer.

Less than a minute later I was rooting through Megan’s wardrobe, pulling out dresses, pulling them against myself and then slipping them back in as they were. I felt bad going through her clothes, but I couldn’t help myself. Part of me just felt that I should be in them.

I decided finally on a pink ruffled knee length skirt and short white strapped vest top - very sexy. Next was underwear. Fortunately, in size Megan and I were a similar size, as I noticed time to time from her strutting around in my clothes. I pulled out a lacy pair of black panties and matching bra. A hint of naughtiness underneath an innocent wrappings.

Delicately, I pulled the panties up my legs, fixing my cock between my legs, and holding it in place with Megan’s panties. The bra was no trouble either, thanks to many hours practice with the one she had “lost” from the dryer. She wasn’t a small breasted girl, but I was still able to mostly fill out her moderate bra without any additions. Over the panties, I pulled the sensuous ruffled skirt on. It felt great against my legs, and the slight breeze from Megan’s open window was amazing too; especially when it circled up under the skirt and blew against my tucked away surprise.

I had just pulled the white top on when I spotted Megan standing in the doorway. I freaked out all of a sudden. I thought about running, but my legs wouldn’t move. I could feel my stomach rising into my throat. Was certain she’d flip out, but she just smiled at me.

Even though I was terrified, and humiliated, I found myself feeling highly aroused to. The tuck job I had done was slipping loose.

‘Hmm,’ she said. ‘So this is what goes on when I go out?’ I wasn’t really sure this was a question. Though the smile never left her face. ‘Do you feel like a woman now, or do you need more?’ That was definitely a question.

I couldn’t speak.

‘Do you have a name?’ she asked, stepping closer to me.

‘Ra… Rachel,’ I stammered. ‘My name is Rachel.’

‘Well Rachel,’ she was still smiling. ‘I think you look very sexy in that outfit!’ I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. She didn’t mind me dressing in her clothes. In fact, she seemed to like it. ‘And are you a woman?’

‘I… I think so,’ I said, being honest with her for the first time in weeks.

‘Doesn’t look like it to me!’ she teased. My erection had lifted the front of the skirt a little, she could see the protrusion.

She had come close enough to hold me. But she didn’t. I was going mad being this close and feeling this sexy in her clothes. I wanted to reach out and take her in my arms, but I still didn’t move. Then she spied my clothes on the floor.

‘Okay, Rach,’ she said, giving me a kiss. ‘Stay here. I’ll be right back.’ She left the room with my clothes. I was still frozen to the spot.

A few minutes later, Megan returned from wherever she had gone dressed head to toe in my clothes. She wasn’t masculine, but in my clothes with her hair tied back she could have played the part well… she even walked like a man. She adjusted the crotch of my jeans just as I did when I felt aroused.

She sat me on the end of her bed, pulling her make up kit from her dresser.

‘Now to complete the look,’ she told me.

We started off with a basic foundation to bring out my natural color, and accented it with a little blush. She applied a little blue eye shadow to my eyelids, tell me it enhanced my deep blue eyes, and stretched my lashes with a good dose of mascara. She finished this combo off with a hint of lipstick.

Looking in her mirror, even I had to admit I was pretty in a girly way. She stood behind me and tied my hair back with one of her scrunches. She left me with two short bangs too.

‘There we go,’ she commented. ‘Perfect!’

I had to agree. I looked pretty, and dare I say it… sexy. If I had met myself, I would have tried to pull me.

‘Now what?’ I asked her nervously.

Megan pulled her old camera out of her cupboard. It was one of those expensive ones that all the big name photographers were using. She clipped the roll of film in the back and stood ready to shoot.

‘You know what I want,’ she told me.

Having been to many of Megan’s modelling jobs I had seen the sorts of things the photographers wanted. And during previous excursions in Megan’s clothes I had practiced a few of them.

One by one I struck each pose. Megan was clearly surprised by how model like I was as she was snapping away with her camera. Quickly, that first roll of film was used up. She pulled a shoebox from under her bed and spilled a load more onto her luscious pink covers. She loaded up a second roll and told me to undress… slowly. I was more than willing to oblige, she had that twinkle in her eye.

As she began clicking away again, I pulled the skirt down, letting it slip past my thighs to the floor. I could see Megan’s wetness seeping through my jeans. This made my cock stand out more in her black panties.

‘Now for the top!’ she commanded.

Sexily, I pulled the top up, revealing the bottom of my lacy bra. As I pulled the vest top higher, Megan saw how my own chest filled her bra. She leant forward slightly, snapping more pictures.

‘Damn it!’ Another new roll of film. She couldn’t take her eye’s off my breasts as she fumbled the new roll into the camera.

Once ready again, I unclipped the bra and pulled it forward, letting my humble breasts fall free. My nipples were hard, and from Megan’s flicking tongue, I could tell she wanted to be sucking on them.

‘Lay down,’ she said seductively. ‘And give me some real money shots!’

Doing as I was told, I went over to her bed, I stared down my back at her, my hand rubbing at an imaginary pussy between my legs. Megan’s hips bucked. I flipped over onto my back and kept rubbing between my legs. The wetness in my jeans had become a patch. I was really exciting this woman. And that made me harder than I’d ever felt.

Megan couldn’t take it anymore. She threw her camera to the side and lay down on top of me, her tongue pushing its way inside my mouth. I kissed her back, letting my hands run over her back to her perfectly shaped ass. She pressed her groin against me, I felt her moisture, she felt my twitch.

Still kissing I pulled my shirt up over her head, pulling out the band she had tying her hair in place. Her hair fell forward and curtained my view. My god, we had kissed before but I would never have guessed she could be this passionate.

Anxiously the two of us undid the jeans and I pulled them down her legs, kissing down her beautifully tanned body as I went. She quivered with every kiss. There was no wonder she had made my jeans so wet, she had gone commando in them. She returned the feeling I gave her, kissing down my body as she pulled her panties away from my crotch.

Laying her down, I rested between her glorious legs. My cock was just inches away from her glistening pussy, and he twitched every second that he was there. Insisting on being pushed in.

‘Not yet!’ Megan snapped. ‘First I want your breasts. And then I’m going to fuck you!’

She gave me a light smack across my ass. My cock twitched again.

Megan flipped me over, sliding her body up against me, she descended her kisses to my breast, lightly kissing and sucking towards my tiny nipple. I let out a moan as she took my erect flesh in her mouth, running her tongue around it. I couldn’t help myself, my hand dove at her pussy, forcing its way inside her delicate folds.

Megan rewarded my touch with a gentle bite. I never knew how much pleasure I could feel just from my nipple, and Megan seemed intent on showing me just how pleasurable it could be. If I wasn’t careful I might have come just with that.

As my breathing became shallow, Megan eased the pressure on my nipple. Her mouth worked its way back to my lips, her tongue finding mine again. She brought her groin fully against my leg, her juices mingling with my almost invisible hair.

Her breathing was the same as mine, short and shallow, filled with desperation. I wasn’t the only one who had been lusting. Megan had wanted me too.

I whispered my need into her ear. She nuzzled hard into my neck, lifting her groin from my leg and sliding across me. I felt the brush of her tender flesh as she rested her legs on either side of mine, her pussy pressing against my now desperate member.

‘Be gentle,’ I teased as she guided my twitching cock inside her very wet hole.

Ignoring me, Megan drove herself hard onto me. She pushed herself upright and took even more of me up inside her.

‘Like that bitch!’ she said slapping me across my face. I wasn’t going to deny her, being submissive like this was really getting me going. I was loving it, and clearly so was Megan.

She lifted herself up, almost pulling me out, then drove back down again, taking all of me back inside. We both groaned loudly. She carried on driving. And I just couldn’t get enough, even when she slapped me for pushing with my hips.

‘You’re a woman! Now act like one!’ she shouted, thrusting me deeper inside.

That was it for me… woman or not, I had the cock and I was in control. Megan screamed as I threw us over. We rolled off the bed, slamming my back into the floor, but I wasn’t done. I rolled her again and used my weight to hold her down.

‘You may be the man,’ I told her. ‘But even you can be fucked!’

Her only response was a loud moan that sounded like “see if I care” as my cock pounded her perfect pink hole with its red inner lining, her wetness splashing over my balls. I could feel her pussy clamping down onto me, holding me in place. I could only move a little inside, Megan knew what she was doing, and she enjoyed every second of it. As did I.

The extra friction from her tighter pussy brought the final squeeze we both wanted so badly. Megan never released her grip, she wanted my cum inside her warm pussy, and I was in no position to deny her. Nor did I want to.

I pushed in harder, forcing her pussy muscles to relax. She groaned, still trying to keep herself tight for me. I pushed harder, again forcing her to loosen. My cock slammed against her deepest insides, pushing. She flexed her hips too, matching me thrust for thrust, parting her legs as wide as she can, making it so easy for me to get deeper.

I let out a deep groan as I shot my load deep inside her gushing pussy. Our juices mingling together inside Megan’s love basket. She pulled me into a hug, not letting me off of her. Our ragged breathing slowed in sync as our breasts rubbed together. Already, I felt myself going soft inside Megan’s sweet pussy, the smell of sex filling the air around us, adding fuel to the loving kiss she gave me. When I climbed out of her, I lay back down beside her and we feel asleep in each other’s arms.

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Later that day, when she woke me with another deep kiss, I saw more beauty than I had ever seen before within her features. I guessed that was the effect of the love I knew was growing in her heart and soul, the love that my own was fast matching. Staring into her eyes, a question suddenly occurred to me, one I should have asked hours ago.

‘How come you came back so early?’ I asked. Megan smiled.

‘I never went away. I drove around the block and then came back to watch you!’

I’d been set up, but you know what… I didn’t care cause I had just made love to the sexiest, most gorgeous woman on the planet. And she loved me back!

Doing Christian Milian pt III

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Collapsing in a heap after their steamy session, Todd, Rhianna and Christina made for the shower…again.

 

As the girls rinsed their hair and bodies clean of his cum they couldn’t help but notice he was still as hard as a rock.

“You don’t know when you’re done do you” said Christina. Todd looked on innocently.

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Just as well….” She said.

 

The three got out and dried each other. At this point, Christina noticed that Rhianna had missed a bit on her ear and without warning….licked it off.

Suddenly they heard the cracking of a whip coming from outside the bathroom. Oh hell, here comes Nick thought Todd. The door flung open.

 

“Can I get a yeehah?” There stood Jessica Simpson in her skimpy cowgirl outfit from the Dukes of Hazard.

“My my, what have we got going on here, and who is this fine young stallion.”

 

Todd kissed Christina. She had done it again….

 

Jessica thwacked her pert ass, as if to get some encouragement, making the girls giggle. She then fired her whip in Todd’s direction.

 

“Ow!” he shouted. Trying to grab Jessica, she countered; “If you want me you gotta catch me!” Cue a chase around the house, Todd was quick but Jessica was quicker. But he wasn’t complaining; it gave him a great view of her sexy ass swaying as they ran from room to room.

“Come on cowboy, can’t you keep up?”

 

Finally, Todd caught the beauty and grabbing her by her arms, pinned her to the table. Jessica pretended to try and bite him with animal desire. “You’re a feisty one” said Todd.

The pair groped frantically, as he hiked her skirt up and squeezed that amazing ass. Todd worked his way to her chest and fed hungrily on her awesome breasts.

 

Jessica pushed him away, and ripped off her clothes. She stood in the pink bikini from the car wash scene. Christina threw her a wet sponge and she rubbed her horny body with it, making her body moist and inviting. She licked her lips.

 

“Now I want some cock” whispered a lusty Jessica.

Todd swivelled her body around so her stomach rested against the table.

“Oh tiger!”

 

Undoing her bikini bottoms, he rammed his cock into Jessica’s pussy making her moan. Putting on her rodeo hat, Todd started fucking America’s sweetheart.

 

“Yeehah!” he shouted as he hit her ass with each thrust of his dick. Jessica laughed and started neighing. This only turned him on even more.

 

Rhianna sat on the table, spreading her thighs invitingly for the blonde bombshell. Jessica lowered her head and sunk her tongue into her thatch as Todd fucked her harder. Christina came up behind him and rubbed her boobs against his side before retreating to the sofa where she started to masturbate.

 

Todd’s cock now soaked in Jessica’s juices had stopped her laughing as she began to moan with pleasure.

“Oh Todd, oh baby, aah!”

As he slammed into the Texan beauty, he noticed her pink bikini top getting looser and looser until the straps gave way and her big boobs fell onto the table in front of her.

 

Rhianna groped the sexy blonde running her fingers through her hair as Todd did her from behind. He could see Christina out of the corner of his eye on the verge of a climax.

Aware of his own rising cum, he picked up Jessica by her sexy golden thighs and starting humping her against the wall.

 

“Aah! Ah! Oh god!” groaned Jessica as he became more violent. She held on tightly to his back as he drilled her. Christina had come on the sofa and Rhianna playing with her pussy was not far behind.

“Come with me baby, come with me!” begged Jessica.

Finally pushing his cock as far as he could into Jessica, Todd’s body jerked and he growled firing jet after jet of hot cum up Jessica’s pussy. She came simultaneously digging her nails into his back as Rhianna climaxed.

 

Jessica fell forward into Todd’s arms as the horny lovers kissed. Rhianna and Christina joined them in some post-coital passion.

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED

Cold Oregon Winters

bbillotte on Sex Stories

Everyone knows that winters in Oregon bring very short and very cold days.  Most people get depressed at this time of year, that’s why there are so many snowbirds traveling to Arizona anticipating the warm weather.

 

Well my husband is too young to be a snowbird, but since he has family in Arizona he usually travels there at this time of year.

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: yes">  This leaves me home alone for at least a month or so and since I am in my early thirties, everyone knows I have an over zealous sex drive. 

 

I have the perfect job to satisfy my sexual needs, I am the manager of a large apartment complex.  So I have access to lots of single and married males.  I’m pretty good at selecting the ones that are willing to satisfy my needs weather they are married or not. 

 

I have set my sights on 3 males, they must work together as I see this Suburban pull into the complex everyday at the same time and two of them get out and enter their apartments.  They are covered in dirt and mud, nothing could be sexier.  One is tall, thin and is so hot and he lives with his girlfriend, he also doesn’t appear to be too smart, and so he would be an easy target.

 

The second one is also somewhat tall, good looking, and very quiet, but he is married.  His wife doesn’t seem to be too happy with him, and he never looks happy either, so he should be easy as well.

 

I definitely choose the right guy for the job.  I made arrangements to meet with him, by offering him a part-time job.  Once he accepted, I started showing up in each apartment he was working in, giving him slight hints as to what I would like to do to him if I had him alone.  After several uneventful attempts, I finally started to give up, thinking he was happily married.

 

That’s when he shocked me.  He came into the office and asked that I come to an apartment he was working in; he said he had something for me to look at.  Thinking this was actually a work related issue, I went to the apartment after I finished what I had been working on.

 

When I arrived, I asked “what do you need?”  He stated “It was in the back room” I followed him to the back bedroom and proceeded to look at the blinds he said were defective.  Once I was standing in front of the blinds, he spun me around, pushed me up against the wall, pinned my arms above my head, and wrapped the cord from the blinds around my wrists. 

 

For a split second I was scarred, and then I realized that he had finally taken my advances serious.  He was being very serious.  He didn’t speak, but he undid my pants, pulled them down past my knees and then took his carpet knife and cut the strings to my thong underwear, causing them to fall directly to the floor.

 

He spread my legs as far apart as my pants would let him.  He then began to kiss my neck, ever so slightly, probing his tongue in and out of his mouth.  He did this repeatedly until he reached my pelvic bone.  He completely avoided my pubic hair, clit and pussy lips.  He moved down to my thighs and onto the inside of my knees.  I started to feel weak, and thought I would fall, but he must have sensed it, he reached up to cup my breasts, and slowly slid his tongue all they way up to my erect nipples, where he seemed to take an eternity.

 

In the mean time, I was squirming and basically humping the air, I wanted him to probe my pussy with his fabulous tongue just like he did the rest of my body.  But when I tried to speak, he put his finger up to my mouth to make me stop.  I tried to suck on his finger to show him what I wanted, but he pulled his hand away just in time. 

 

Since my wrists were still tied up, I couldn’t grab his head and shove it into my pussy.  I knew I had to wait and see what was next, but damn it, he was driving me insane.  I wanted him.  I wanted to feel him inside me, weather it was his tongue, a finger, or his rock hard cock, I could see the bulge in his pants and I knew he wanted it to, but he seemed to be taking forever, and there was nothing I could do.

 

He gradually moved back down to the area I wanted him at.  His tongue slightly caressing my pubic hair (what little I had left, after a shaving episode the night before).  He then slightly separated my lips to expose my throbbing clit.  He flicked it once with his tongue and I just about jumped out of my skin.  He looked up at me and smiled, this huge ego smile, and continued to probe my pussy with his tongue.

 

His tongue swirled my clit continuously, breaking only to probe inside me, and to lick my pussy lips.  I begged him to take me, turn me around and fuck me.  I told him I couldn’t stand it anymore; I needed to feel him inside me. He just told me to shut up, and he would do what he wanted, he also said “No more talking or it’s over”.

 

He continued to torment me this way, for what seemed like an eternity.  At one point, I had an orgasm so intense that I practically broke the string to the blinds.   Then all of a sudden he stopped, pulled up my pants and walked out of the room.  I was still standing there, with horribly weak legs and still slightly twitching from my previous orgasm, looking at my cut panties on the floor.

 

After about 2 minutes, he came back into the room to ask “Have you had enough?”  Of course hoping there would be more, I said “NO”!  He walked up, untied me and pulled me into the living room.  He pushed me down on the tenant’s couch, pulled off my pants, dropped his pants to his ankles, and told me to take him in my mouth.  After looking at the hardest cock I have ever seen, I gladly did as I was told.   I took it all, every last centimeter.  I kept looking up at him while I performed my best blow job ever.  He was really enjoying it, I could tell as he kept fucking my mouth, harder and harder, faster and faster.  I knew he was going to cum soon, so I stopped, and let it slowly slide out of my mouth, letting him watch it all come out little by little.

 

Then I turned the tables on him, I let him lie back on the couch and get comfortable, then I slowly slid my pussy onto his face, letting him do whatever he wanted as long as I controlled the movement.  I rocked back and forth on his tongue, providing myself with full clitoral stimulation.  Just as I was getting closer to cumming myself, I reached behind me, gabbed his hand, and slid one of his fingers inside me moving it in and out with just the right rhythm , while his other hand squeezed my ass and assisted me in rocking back and forth.  He knew the more I moaned and whimpered the closer I got to cumming and he worked his tongue like that was the only thing it was meant for.   My moaning and movement became stronger with every thrust of his tongue, just as I was going to pull away; he stopped me and gave me the best orgasm ever.

 

Since I felt guilty that he didn’t cum, I decided to take care of him.  But I wanted to torture him, just like he did me earlier.  I slid down, staying on my knees and let my pussy hover above his cock.   I sat down on top of it, but made sure it didn’t go in.  Since I was already wet, I made sure it was lying perfectly between my lips and I slide up and down on the shaft, making sure he could feel me, but not enter me.   

 

I made sure he was watching everything I did; I started to slide it in, letting just the head go in.  I rose up and down, just letting the head in, he tried to pull me down on top of him, but I stopped it.  I let him watch it go in and out, and then in one quick thrust, I took it all in.  I took long slow strokes, always stopping before he had a chance to cum, I did this about 3 times.  Stopping only because I knew he was going to explode. 

 

The last time just before I knew he was going to cum, I rose up and let it come out real slow.  Then I slid down and put his cock in my mouth, taking it all, making sure he could feel my tonsils on every down stroke.  His breathing was getting rapid, but with short breaths, I knew he couldn’t handle it anymore. I begged him to fuck my mouth; I told him how much I wanted to taste him, how good it would feel to have his cum slide down my throat.  After that it was just a matter of seconds, before he shot his load straight down my throat, and on my face.  He had the biggest smile on his face while he watched me clean off mine.  And we were out of the apartment, before the tenants ever came home, and we didn’t leave any evidence, except my panties on the floor of the master bedroom, but nothing was ever mentioned by the tenants or by us.

 

Now winter in Oregon is never boring, as long as the handyman is available.

My Manager Sandy

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This happened on the third night of a training I had to go to from work.  Since the training was over two hours away from where I worked, they paid for the eleven of us who went to stay in a really nice hotel.  Let me tell you first about Sandy and me.  Sandy is one of my managers and the one who came to somewhat supervise us on this training. 

Sandy is one of my managers and the one who came to somewhat supervise us on this training. 

 

The night I got Sandy

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Sandy is 36; she is married with two daughters. 

 

Sandy is about 5"10, long straight blonde hair and blue eyes.  She isn't gorgeous, but she is really beautiful.  I would guess she had about a C cup breast size.  She also has a little meat on her bones, but not much to say she is overweight by any means, mostly just somewhat leftover baby fat.

 

Me, my name is Matt.  I am 27.  I am 6'0 and about 280 lbs.  I am a pretty stocky and big guy.  I have short brown hair and hazel eyes.  I am pretty average in penis size I would say, about 6 inches and somewhat thick. 

Ok, so this night was like all the other nights so far.  After the training was over we would all go to the lobby of the hotel and enjoy the free drinks they were serving.  This usually lasted about an hour to an hour and a half.  After this, most of us would walk to one of the many restaurants in the area.  This time, however about 7 of us decided to order room service and go up and just drink and talk in Todd’s room.  Todd is a really big drinker and even brought a suitcase with just beer and alcohol for everyone. 

After dinner, we continued to drink and some of the people were playing an Xbox that Todd had brought.  With people starting to get really tipsy, all the funny stuff started happening.  Here I was in a room full of people I worked with who acted one way at work and was now totally different.  On this one instance, I was taking video with my cell phone and I happened to catch my manager Sandy. She was what I would say was drunk.  She walked up to Todd and slaps him on the ass.  Todd turned around and told her if she liked that then she would love touching this, and stuck his crotch in her face.  She gave it a kiss on his pants and sat back against the wall.  After seeing that, I started to show some of the guys who didn't see it happen. 

Sandy had since gotten up and came over to the couch where I and another guy were sitting.  She asked us what we kept watching on my cell phone.  I didn’t tell her anything at first, but she kept bugging us.  I finally told her that I recorded her little incident with Todd.  She couldn’t believe it.  She got a little mad at first and told me to delete it.  I told her that I couldn’t.  It was too good.  She then told me to give her my phone, which I didn’t.  She then tried to grab the phone from my hands.  I kept moving it away from her.  She finally got so mad she sat straddled on my lap trying to get the phone from me.  She still couldn’t get it.  It didn’t take very long with all the moving she was doing on my lap to get me excited.  I started to feel the bulge growing and I had a feeling she would to since I was in sweat pants.  I just for some reason hoped no one else would notice.  After about five minutes of this, and knowing she was drunk, I figured I would take this to the next step.  I said if you want my phone that bad, then you will have to get it.  I then proceeded to stick the phone in my pants between my cock and my balls.  She really didn’t do anything at first and I thought I had just blown it. 

Then, out of no where Sandy looked around the room to see if anyone was watching.  When no one was paying attention she put her right hand in my pants to get the phone.  Fumbling around trying to get it, she kept brushing against my cock which got me even harder than I was before.  She finally grabbed my phone and went back to where she had been sitting to try and delete the video.

A half hour had gone by and everyone was still drinking and playing Xbox.  I was getting kind of tired, so I told Todd and some of my other friends that I was going to go back to my room to get some sleep.  As I walked to the front door Todd stopped me and asked if I could help make sure Sandy gets to her room ok.  She hadn’t had anything to drink in a little while, but I could tell she was still a little drunk.  I told Todd that it wouldn’t be a problem. 

So, I got Sandy down to her room ok and was on my way out when I remembered that she had my phone.  I went back into her room to get it.  Luckily I still had her key she gave me when I first helped her in her room.  I opened the door and walked through the living room part to get back to the bedroom.  The door was mostly closed.  When I peeked through the crack of the door I noticed she had taken her shirt and pants off and was just laying across her bed in her bra and panties.  I started to get aroused looking at her.  Just then, I noticed she put her right hand inside of her panties.  She was really starting to work her self into a freenzy.  I tried playing it off and just opened the door and told her I forgot my phone, that I needed it back.  She jumped up and tried to get under the covers really quick.  I asked her why she was freaking out and got under the covers? I told her she wasn't wearing anything less than the bikini she wore to the pool.  She told me that she was going through a rough time in her personal life.  I sat down on the edge of her bed.  She started telling me that since her last daughter was born a two years ago that her husband and her had only had sex maybe a handfull of times and that was when he would come home drunk.  Also, that she hadn't had any sex in seven or eight months.  She also said that she believes he was having an affair with a woman he works with.  Sandy started to cry and said that maybe it's because she isn't pretty anymore.  I told her that can't be, that she was beautiful and that her husband was a very lucky man.  She told me that she didn’t think so, but I told her she shouldn’t think that because any guy would be lucky to have someone like her. 

Sandy, still crying started to tell me that when she was on my lap back up in Todd's room, that she got really wet from kind of grinding on me to get my phone.  Then when I stuck it in my sweatpants that she really didn't know what to do.  Sandy told me that she got married right out of highschool because she got pregnant the end of her senior year.  She then said she had a miscarriage, but still married the guy who is now still her husband.  She said he is the only man's penis that she had ever touched or seen that wasn't in a picture.  Then when I stuck my phone in my pants she didn't know what to do.  She said between the alcohol and the fact she was horny and wet, she went for my phone.  Sandy said she intentionally grabbed my penis a couple times to see how big it was and what it felt like. 

What happened next, I will never forget.

Sandy, with tears still in her eyes asked me is she could see my penis again.  I looked at her for a second and thought if this is something I want to risk.  I asked her if she was sure she wanted to see it.  She thought for a moment and then said yes.  So, I stood up from her bed and kicked my shoes off.  Then I pulled my sweatpants down to reveal my thick six inch cock.  I stepped out of my sweatpants and just stood there not know what I should do next or what would happen.  Sandy just sat in her bed looking at my dick.  I decided that I wouldn't hamper her view in any way and then took my t-shirt off and threw it on the floor.  So, there I was butt-ass naked standing in my manager's hotel bedroom.   

Sandy pushed the covers off of her and stood up next to me.  I had all these things running through my head when she did that.  I couldn't stop thinking how bad I wanted her.  I didn't care if she was my manager, or was ten years older than me, or that she was married and had two kids.   Then standing there Sandy looked at me and asked if she could touch it.  Without hesitation, I said yes.  There Sandy stood, right in front of my naked body and her in her bra and panties reaching out her hand to touch my dick.  She sent shivers down my spine when her hand first touched it.  I just closed my eyes for a second and take a deep breath.  She started to slowly stroke my dick.  I opened my eyes and looked down at her.  We stood there with her stroking my cock in her hand and just staired into each others eyes.  When Sandy started to speed up her rythem, I couldn't help my self so I leaned in a kissed her.  Her lips felt so good.  They were as soft as peaches.  Sandy was supprised by this to say the least.  I think it kind of hit her, where I wanted this to start going.  She broke the kiss and started to tell me how wrong this is, and that I shouldn't kiss her.  I asked her how that could be wrong, but her jerking me off was ok.  She looked like she had all these things, these feelings running through her head.  She told me how horny she is, but that in her eyes, she couldn't have sex with someone that isn't her husband.  For one, she said it was wrong.  Second, she said she isn't on the pill and didn't want to become pregnant.  She told me if she did get pregnant her husband would definitly know she was cheating on him.  I told her that she shouldn't have sex with anyone but her husband.  That we didn't have to have sex to have a good time.  I told her that all I wanted to do was please and pleasure her.  Make her feel good and special.Sandy looked like she was about to cry.  I didn’t know what to do, should I put my cloths back on and leave?  Step into the other room?  I just came to the point where I just said fuck it.  I walked right up to her and started kissing her again on her lips.  I was a little shocked when I could tell she was kissing me back.  I really didn’t expect her to.  So there we are, standing in her bedroom kissing.  After only a few minutes our kissing got more passionate, I got a little braver and started rubbing my hands on her breasts.  She didn't seem to object to that so I then reached around her back with my right hand and unhooked her bra.  I then proceeded to pull her bra off.  After I had it off and her tits were free, my hands were all over them.  It wasn't too long after I had her bra off that I decided to start making our way over to her bed.  Once I had gotten her laid down on her on her bed, I started kissing her again, but this time when I kissed her I moved over and kissed the left side of her neck and her left ear.  This really started to set her off, for the first time I heard Sandy start to moan as I kissed her neck.  I slowly started to work my kissing down her neck to her breasts.  I could tell that she was really getting heated.  Her nipples were so perky; I just kept going from one breast to the other sucking and kissing on them. 

After doing that for a little while, I decided it was time to move down.  I kissed my way down to her belly button, then down to her panty line.  I sat up and grabbed one of her legs and started kissing the inside of her thigh.  As I was doing this, I placed my hands on her panties and started to pull them down off of her.  At first, she put her hands down to stop me.  I couldn't think why she would go this far, and not want to finish.  When she put her hands back down to stop me a second time, I leaned up on her and started to kiss her mouth again.  While on top of her and kissing her, I reached back down and started to pull her panties off again.  She started to object this time, but I leaned over and wispered in her ear how all I wanted to do was pleasure her, and that I wanted to taste her juices.  She stopped objecting and let me finish pulling her panties off.  Once I had them off I glanced down at her pussy.  She was extremely wet.  Her pussy looked so soft and sweet.  It had a little hair around the top.  I laid back on the bottom of the bed and I spread Sandy’s legs and started to kiss around her pussy.  It didn’t take long before I felt her getting even wetter.  As I was eating her out, I could hear Sandy’s soft moans.  It was really turning me on.  I started letting my tounge rub around the outside of her lips and sometimes brushing it against her clit.  After a couple minutes of this, I focused just on her clit.  Sandy started to go crazy.  Right before I thought she was going to have an orgasm, I stopped.  She looked at me a little disappointed.  She asked me what was wrong.  Nothing, I told her and I started to kiss my way back up her stomach to her breasts, then her mouth. 

While kissing Sandy, she started to wrap her legs around the small of my back.  Lost in the moment and not really thinking with anything but my dick, I grabbed it and started to line it up to her pussy.  I started to rub the head of my dick all over her opening.  She was still so wet, so in one quick thrust I now had my cock inside Sandy's pussy.  I was in heaven.  She was so wet, and so warm, not mention somewhat tight.  When I did this Sandy kind of let her grip on me go.  She let her legs fall and rest back on the bed and took her arms that were wrapped around my neck off.  As I started to slowly pull out, I sunk right back in.  She looked at me and asked me what I thought I was doing.   I then leaned back down and started kissing her.  I told her how could something so wrong, feel so right?  As I continued my slow rythem in and out of her, she asked me if I atleasat had a condom to put on.  I told her I didn't, that I hadn't expected anything like this to happen.  She told me to get out of her, that we couldn't go any further.  I did what she wanted.  I sat up on the edge of the bed.  I asked her if she liked what I was doing and she told me it was the best feeling she has had in a very long time.  But she didn't want to get pregant so we couldn't go any further. 

I asked her if I promised to pull out early and let her finish me off in her mouth or jerking me off would she do that.  She thought about it for a second and said yes.  So, I climbed back on top of her, my erection never have gone down and grabbed my cock and lined it up to her entrance.  I slowly slid into her.  As I did, Sandy let out a moan that was heavenly.  I starting a nice slow rhythm and would increase it periodically.  After about five minutes of this, I told Sandy to get up and turn around on her hands and knees.  I slid back into her from behind.  This time I was working her pretty good.  I was really going at a faster pace now.  Sandy was also moaning pretty loudly.  After getting her from behind, I told her to lie back down on her back.  I wanted to finish everything like this.  I grabbed her legs and put them over my shoulders.  I slid back into her and knew that it wouldn’t be long before I would have to cum.  We were both pretty hot by now.  We were both sweating something good.  I was reallying giving Sandy all that I had.  My pace was so fast right now, that she would let out a little scream everytime I would plunge into her.  It wasn't long before I could feel that tingle in my balls that told me I was close to cumming.  I told Sandy that I was about to pull out. 

 

 Sandy asked me if I could hold out for just one more minute, that she was almost there.  I told her I would try and just kept pumping.  All of a sudden I felt Sandy’s pussy clinch up and I could feel her cumming.  That was all it took.  I couldn’t hold it anymore.  I wanted to be as deep as I could, so I lifted her ass a little more off the bed and I just pushed as far into her as I could and started cumming.  It was one of the best feelings ever.  I didn’t think that I would stop cumming.  I just kept filling her with my cum.  When I finally finished, I laid her back down on the bed and rolled off of her.  I could start to see my cum leak out of her pussy.  I just laid down beside her.  Sandy was still trying to catch her breath.  It was after she caught her breath that things got interesting. 

 

More to come if the story is well liked.

 

First Encounter - A New Adventure

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To say I had a crush on one of my best friends for the last 7 years would be an understatement. I have had the “hots” for Anique for those 7 years but it has only been in the last couple of months we have flirted with one another but never had the chance to act upon anything.

I was planning a trip to Florida and asked Anique to join me for the weekend. I knew she would have to sneak away from her husband so I wasn't sure how my fantasy with having Anique to myself at the condo was going to turn out. The day before I got there, Anique called me to tell me she would be there.
Preparing myself for her was nerve whacking to say the least. I kept trying to calm down by either soaking in the hot tub or taking myself shopping but the closer the time came for her to show up, I
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was a nervous wreck. I still wasn't sure if she was going to show up at all.

Around 7pm or so, I decided to take a shower and try to relax. Like that was going to happen. Let me describe Anique to you. She is 35 years old, 5' 2" tall, just past the shoulders brunette hair, 34C breasts, a tight, firm ass, and very shapely legs. Needless to say, Anique is one hot M.I.L.F.

As I was standing under the shower running my soapy hands between my legs, I was thinking back to the first encounter I had with Anique over 4 months ago. The first time I showed her I was interested. Then how it progressed and now I was wondering how far we/she would go.

After giving myself a quick release, I got out of the shower and was sitting on the bed with just a short bathrobe on with nothing underneath. My mind was drifting, thinking about her hot body when she knocked at the door. When I opened the door, she was standing there in a pair of shorts that clearly showed her pussy straining to be released, along with her tight, firm ass being nicely showcased. She was also wearing a shoestring halter that was hugging her 34C breasts nice and firm. Just looking at her made my legs go weak and my pussy was soaked. That image still causes my pussy to tingle.

She was looking gorgeous and I was getting hot and horny very quickly. I told her to look around the condo while I got dressed. After looking around, we were sitting on my bed talking but I was spending more time looking at her smooth legs than talking. At one point, my towel fell on the floor. She leaned down to pick it up and when she did; her body brushed mine so close I could feel her warmth. I wondered if she did it on purpose so I could smell her because she smelt fantastic. Her fragrance was so fresh and clean, her shampoo or body wash was a light peach scent. I kept thinking, was she as juicy as the fruit? It was all I could do to resist finding out right then.

Then I don't know what happen but I blurted out, "I don't know if I can wait that long," I said it as if I was deep in thought and I was. I knew I caught her off guard and not sure of what to say, she finally said, "maybe you won't have to" with a gleam in her eye. Her smile was innocent girl-next-door, but her eyes told me I could be in for the fuck of my life.

"I promise I will make it worth your while," Anique said, reaching out and running her hand along my bare leg. I leaned forward until our lips were almost touching. Our first kiss was the most sensuous I have ever had in a long time. Her lips were so soft and inviting, I never wanted to stop; her taste was heavenly. We explored each other's mouths until our breathing started to get out of control. I pulled away and looked deep into her eyes.

I told her, "As much as I'd love for this to continue, I want you to be sure". My pussy was on fire and I wanted so much to go on but I would wait if need be. After a brief moment, I moaned as she leaned in, kissing me hard. Her tongue was everywhere in my mouth. After letting her in to my awaiting mouth and receiving a deep and lingering French kiss, my headed was dizzy and I was soaked with sweat and needed another shower. I knew I needed to calm down and get myself back in control so I told her I was just about to take a shower and for her to unpack and make herself comfortable. I could see she was disappointed I backed off but I needed to get my head back together before I could continue.

That didn't last long because when I walked out of the bathroom after my shower, there was Anique lying on my bed, naked but for a pair of thong panties. Her eyes were closed and her knees were up and spread. One hand was down the front of her panties rubbing tiny, quick circles around her clit while she pinched her pink nipple with the other.

"My aren't we horny tonight," I said, towel-drying my hair. Even from across the room, I smelled her arousal-that sweet aroma that made my pulse quicken. Moisture glistened off her fingers.

Anique opened her eyes, looking at me through the fog of an approaching orgasm. Her gaze went from my face to my breasts, quickly falling on my tiny patch of brown pubic hair. Knowing her eyes were on me caused a tingle in my belly, and I shifted my weight sideways spreading my legs. The cool air met my moist pussy as it opened slightly. Anique licked her lips.

"If you were really a friend, you'd come over here and help me with this," she said. "What's in it for me?" I watched her fingers play her clit like a musical instrument. "This," she said, sticking her tongue out and wiggling the tip like a snake.
"Come sit on this."

With a high-pitched squeal, I threw the towel aside. I dove into her arms and we rolled around the bed laughing and hugging.
I grabbed her hand from her pussy and brought it to my face smearing her cum on my lips. Then I sucked her fingers clean. "We should bottle this stuff," I said, smacking my lips.

"Flattery will get you everywhere," Anique said with a wink. "Now get busy down below, girl. I need some loving." I propped up on my elbow and kissed Anique while I reached down pulling her leg up to caress it. She ran her hand affectionately along my face as we broke the kiss and I lightly traced her left breast. I could not resist her soft, sweet mouth so we kissed again. As I kissed her, I ran my hand down her side along her leg that draped across my hip. Her skin was soft; her fragrance was that wonderful hint of fresh peaches. And I wanted to eat her peach so bad.

My mouth was on her breast, her nipple hard against my tongue. Anique moaned as I sucked, my hands roaming across her warm belly. Then I moved between her legs and laid down on top of her, licking and loving her other breast. She just stroked my hair, whispering how good it felt.

I lay between her legs moving my eager mouth down between her breasts. I hugged her legs tight against my sides leaving wet kisses and nibbles across her stomach. She stretched her arms over her head in surrender. She watched me through half-closed eyes as I worked my way down her delicious body.

Licking and kissing her inner thighs, I moved ever closer to her warm, moist pussy. I bit and chewed on the soft, sensitive skin on each side of her pussy; she was in heat and her scent was everywhere. I chewed and licked that wonderful soft valley where her thigh met her mound. A dark patch on her cunt told me how wet and aroused she was. I wiped my face across her pussy feeling the moisture on my cheeks. Anique spread her legs as I gently rubbed her pussy through the thin fabric of the thong. She moaned, moving her hips in a slow, sexy rotation, responding instinctively to my touch.

I reached up to her breast, caressing it as I sank my face back to her hot, soaked pussy. Her smell was intoxicating; I was drunk on it. I moved back up and sucked her nipple into my hungry mouth. Anique watched me as she continued to run her hands through my hair.

Then we were kissing passionately, moaning into each other's mouths, our arms wound tight, our bodies maneuvering to bring our pussies together. Anique's hands were on my ass, loving me with tender strokes. We were grounding our cunts together in a slow, erotic rhythm.

"You are so hot," I whispered into her ear. "You just say that to get in my panties," she said between moans. "Does it work?" I ran my tongue around her earlobe. "Every time." Then she pushed on my shoulders. "Now, do you want to whisper sweet nothings or fuck me?"

"Both," I said, and with a quick kiss, I was back down between her legs, licking every inch of her along the way. The cool sheets felt wonderful as I positioned myself on my stomach. Anique raised her legs and I swung them over so she was on her side with her ass toward me. I bit and licked her sculptured hip while stroking her panty-clad pussy, the material still soaked with her hot juices and strong, sweet fragrant.

Hooking my finger in her thong, I pulled it aside and ran the tip of my tongue along her ass, sampling the tangy sweet flavor that was one hundred percent pure Anique. Her puckered ass looked so yummy and inviting, and as much as I wanted to spend the rest of the night loving it, it was a delicacy I would save for later.

Then I rose up over her hip, pushing my face between her legs and forcing her on her back. As I stuck my nose in her pussy, Anique spread her legs in invitation, her panties now dripping with hot juices. I couldn't wait any longer, finally the moment I had been dreaming off was here and I just had to taste her.

Grabbing the seam of her crotch, I pulled her panties aside, kissing her tenderly. Anique stroked my hair as I gave her soft licks and sweet kisses. Just as I dreamed of, she had the most sweet tasting pussy and I loved licking her pussy lips until they turned pink and
puffy. As she spread her legs, her outer lips opened like a flower and her warm juices coated my tongue.

She moaned when I took long slow licks up and down her slit, her short pubic hairs tickling my nose. I could feel my cunt dripping while little spasms quivered my cunt walls. I gently placed her panty back over her pussy and pushed her legs together up in the air. Then I took each side of her panties, pulling them as she raised her ass off the bed. My heart raced when I saw the material reluctantly peel away from the sticky wetness of her outer lips revealing the closest thing to heaven I had ever known.

I worked her panties up her legs, sliding them over her petite feet. Anique licked her fingers and squeezed her nipples while she watched me put the panties to my nose and smell her juicy peach and pussy. I was completely overcome with lust as her scent filled my head. I envied the delicate silk that snuggled her pussy all day.

"When I die," I said with a wink, "I want to come back as a pair of these. I kissed the moist crotch. "As long as they're my panties," she said, spreading her legs in surrender. She stroked her mound, getting it ready for me. Then she opened her lips wide, showing me nothing but pink.

"Is this what you want?" I trembled. "More that anything”.

Pulling her knees up, she said, "Come eat your peach." Moaning with desire, I ran my tongue over her ass and up along her pussy lips, now coated with pre-cum. I moved her hands out of the way and spread her wide; her clit emerged, hard and round like a precious pearl. I licked and sucked it, feeling her hips respond. She gasped, telling me she was so ready to fuck.

Anique ran her hands over her breasts, breathing heavily. Her eyes closed and I knew she was drifting toward bliss. I slowly licked her letting my tongue slip down to her ass to remind me of that hidden treasure. While I licked her, I reached back, sliding my finger up and down the moist crack of my ass and into my cunt. I was so turned on, so wet. Taking her clit between my lips, I sucked hard, moving my head back and forth. This drove her crazy and she screamed, squirming so that I could hardly hang on.

Then I increased my attack, sucking her clit up between my lips, biting it, and jerking my head side to side like a feasting shark. Anique screamed for me to fuck her harder as she thrashed around beating the sheets and arching her back. With a final high-pitched squeal, her body stiffened and a delicious warm gush of her cum flowed into my mouth.

I slowed my assault, eagerly swallowing her cum. Then I placed soft kisses all over her tender lips, so flushed red and swollen. "Come here," was all she said, holding her arms wide. I crawled up and she wrapped them around me as we kissed passionately.

"You knew just what I needed," she said, shoving her tongue into my mouth. We laughed, kissed, and hugged. Then Anique turned me over and positioned herself between my legs.

I wiggled my ass until I was comfortable. Then Anique leaned forward, licking my breasts, going from one to another with an unquenchable hunger. As she ravaged my nipples, she straddled my left leg, grinding her pussy into my thigh and leaving a wet trail. While she fucked my leg, she reached back and played with her ass. She breathed heavily as her pussy slid along my thigh. Pre-cum flowed out, dripping down the sides of my leg. Then she lifted my right leg straight up and slid forward until our pussies met.

As I rubbed her clit with my thumb, Anique went wild with passion and I was not far behind. I felt the fire ignite between my legs and start radiating up through my tummy; my nipples were ready to pop off. I grew light-headed and my chest heaved as we moved faster.

The sounds coming from our mouths were no longer human but had turned to animal grunts and squeals. Anique's eyes were closed as she arched her back, grinding her cunt into mine. Her hips were going a mile a minute. Anique brought my up-turned leg to her breast, stroking and kissing my calf and ankle. Then with a shudder, she slammed her cunt into mine and climaxed. I cupped my hand under her pussy, feeling warm cum flow out. I brought it to my mouth trying to lick all the cum dripping down my arm. It was warm and sweet, only seconds ago deep inside her pussy. I savored every drop as I let it flow slowly down my throat.

With a big smile, I said, "That was a nice start." "There's plenty more where that came from" she said. I told her, "I know, now turn over and show me that fine ass."

She did not have to be asked twice as she got on her elbows and stuck her ass up, her knees spread. "You smell so fucking good," I said, sniffing her like my dogs do me. I ran my tongue up and down the length of her ass crack and then buried my nose in her ass. Spreading her ass wide with my fingers, I washed her anus walls with my long, probing tongue.

Her body trembled. Her mouth was everywhere kissing me, wet and soft. Spreading her cheeks, I ravaged her ass, pushing the tip of my wicked tongue at it.

Anique stroked my legs and ass, licking my crack and pussy. I spread my legs as wide as I could to let her get at every part.
Then she slipped two fingers into my hot, soaked pussy and I saw stars. "I'm getting so close," I said, shoving my ass at her.

I felt Anique's fingers go deep and I clamped down on them. Then her thumb probed my ass and slipped inside. I went nuts.

Anique shoved her fingers into my pussy and ass while she ran her tongue up and down my ass. My head was about to explode; I was squealing, grunting, and screaming her name. Then Anique bit down on my clit and I saw fireworks. My stomach sucked in, by body went stiff, and I came like a storm.

Anique slowed down, gently stroking my pussy and ass with her fingers. "Want me to kiss it and make it better?" "Oh, yes," I said breathlessly. As I caught my breath, she placed soft kisses everywhere. "Poor baby," she said in mock sympathy. "I promise never to do that again." I turned over on my back, holding my arms open. "That's a promise I won't let you keep."

Anique kissed her way up my body until we held each other. "You'll just have to beg if you want more," she said, kissing me passionately. "I've had my dinner," I said, breaking the kiss. "Now I want dessert." "I don't hear any begging."

"Please." "Please, what?" she said, her finger playing with my lips and tongue, our breasts pressed together.

"Please turn around."

"And what?" she said, slipping her finger into my mouth. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her finger out. "You know damn well, so I can lick your ass."

"You like my ass, do you?" Anique said, taunting me.

"I adore it," I said. "Touching it, smelling it, licking it, sucking it, kissing it."

She moaned. "Well, if you put it that way." She kissed me hard, running her tongue all over the inside of my mouth. Then she slowly got up on her hands and knees turning around. Backing up, she lowered her ass to my face.

I moaned, grabbing her hips and pulling her ass to my mouth. I adored her body, I worshiped her pussy, but I craved her ass.
Sticking my nose in her crack, I smelled sex, salt, sweat, and a hint of peach. Then I stuck my tongue out, tasting what I had patiently waited for and well worth the wait. I tongued fucked her fine ass for almost 30 minutes before starting on her hot, sweet pussy again...this time for almost an hour...building her up, letting her relax and then building her up again until she begged me to let her cum in my mouth!

That was the first night...we made love until 3am.

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The blind date.

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What was I thinking telling Lynn I would go on this blind date? Â Oh, I remember, I got tired of her reminding me I didn't have a life. After my divorce I should be out living it up, sleeping with all the man I want. That's not me, after 20 years of marriage, I'm on a date for the first time in 25 years. Sitting here in what I hope are "casual clothes", as he said he would be dressed. The skirt and blouse are casual, but the "fuck me" underwear I am wearing are not casual. I have never wore anything like this before, A push-up bra, thong panties, and a garter belt with thigh high nylons? I must be nuts. But, I do have to admit, I feel sexy, even if no one sees it.
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Ok, I'll wait 10 more minutes, then I'm leaving. Wow, if that man coming in is him, I will do anything he asks me too. He is walking up to me. Hi, Hailey? I'm Mick, sorry I'm late. I tell him its ok. And it is, cuz this man has to be the sexiest man I have ever seen. Curly brown hair, just a bit too long, the bluest eyes, and a goatee and moustache. All of a sudden I'm wondering how it would feel to have that moustache tickling the insides of my thighs. Oh great, he notices me blushing, and he has a awesome smile. I'm in love already, if not love at least lust. Good thinking with the "fuck me" undies.
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Dinner goes well, nice conversation. We decide to go dancing. I tell him I dont dance well, and he tells me its just like making love standing up. Ok, now I like dancing. Its a slow song, he is holding me tight, he smells incredible. He is rubbing his moustache on my neck. I never knew that could turn me on, but boy does it ever. Then he licks my neck, and tells me I taste good enough to eat. And of course, I ask him if he's still hungry, he says he is starving. I ask him if he would like to come to my house for a midnight snack, he smiles at me and says "oh yes".
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We get in my front door, and he starts kissing me, he has me pinned against the door. I should be scared, but I feel excited, I feel desired, and sexy. He is whispering to me all the things he wants to do to me as he is unbuttoning my blouse and licking my clevage. I feel like I am going to melt, my nipples are hard, and my pussy is dripping wet. He sucks on a nipple through my bra, I never knew that could feel so good. He pushes down my skirt as I pull off his shirt. He has the most incredible body, a nest of brown hair, I run my fingers thru it, play with his nipples and he plays with mine. When my skirt is off, he leans back and looks. He loves my sexy "fuck-me" undies, and tells me so. He unhooks my bra, takes a nipple between his teeth and gently bites it, then the other. I have my hands in his hair, holding his head to my breasts. Then he starts licking his way down my body. Taking off my panties, but leaving the garter belt and panty hose. He tells me that he loves that I trim my pussy, and likes how smooth it is. He runs his tongue in my belly button, then goes lower. I dont know how much longer I can stand up, so he carries me to the couch. Then he stands and has me help him remove his pants, and boxers. His cock springs out, its long and thick, and all I can think of is how bad I want it inside me, but I want to taste it first. I lean forward and begin to stroke him, he moans and runs his fingers thru my hair. I lick the drop of pre-cum off the tip of his cock, he tastes good. Then I take all of him in my mouth, deep, sucking. I stroke him as I suck, his hands are fisted in my hair, his head is back, I feel like a slut, but I love it.
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He stops me, tells me to lean back on the couch, he kneels between my legs, runs his hands up to my thighs and spreads my legs wide. He smiles at me, and starts running his tongue on the inside of one thigh. He tells me he loves my scent, and cant wait to taste me. He nuzzles my pussy, then flicks his tongue on my clit, it feels like an electrical shock. I have never had this feeling before. He starts to finger fuck me as he sucks on my clit, I tell him I am gonna cum, he slows down, and smiles at me. I say please not to stop, so he starts again. After a few minutes I beg him to fuck me, I cant stand it anymore, I need him inside me. He says he wont stop till I cum, he wants to taste me on his tongue. Then I do cum, and I cant stop shaking. Then I feel his cock entering my pussy. He tells me to look and watch where our bodies meet. I can see his cock going in and out of me. It feels incredible, and watching it makes me more excited. He is saying my name, leans over and kisses my belly. Then he starts rubbing my clit with his thumb. I dont think I can stand anymore, but I tell him to fuck me harder, faster, and he does. Just as I can feel myself cumming, he shutters and pulls his cock out and cums on my stomach. He leans over me and kisses me. I suck on his tongue. He lifts his head, smiles, and asks me to give him a few minutes, then he'll be ready for round 2. I'm starting to think that maybe blind dates arent that bad after all.



3 Days of Heaven

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It had been a long couple of months and I decided to take a couple of days off near the beginnig of my junior year of college. My friend Alejandra had invited me to her birthday party and was really eager for me to come out and visit her. Plus, it had also been a while since I had last gone back to my hometown to visit, college keeps me pretty busy to say the least. Now I'm nothing special, I'm about six feet tall and I weigh about 175 lbs. I used to play football in high school and I also liked to maintain my physique, it was just a personal thing. I would consider myself fairly attractive with most people taking notice to my eyes and my smile. Alejandra was quite the looker as well, she stood about 5'7ish and was in between 140 an

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d 150.  She had nice, bright eyes, and big pouty lips that a person would just love to kiss for hours. She also had an ass to die for and did she ever know how to work it.  We talked all the time on the phone whenver I was away at college and we talked online almost everyday.  Nothing much ever happened between me and her, we always flirted with one another but we just considered it innocent flirting.

I took off from the airport around 11:30 and was due to land around 12:45, I had given Alejandra a call before I took off and she said that she was going to be waiting at the airport for me. When I landed, I grabbed my bags and headed for the exit. When I made it outside, I saw her and my heart damn near burst out of my chest, it had been a while since I last saw her and she was even more beautiful than before. She was wearing a jean skirt that showed off how curvacious her hips were and a white top that did very little to keep her nipples from being noticeable. She ran up to me from her car and gave me a big hug and even surprised me with a kiss. I put my bags in the trunk of her SUV and we were off for her dorm where we were staying at for the weekend.  The plan for the weekend was that her and her friends were celebrating all of their birthdays together in a span of four days that would begin Thursday afternoon and finish off with a bang sometime Sunday. The main highlights of the weekend were going to be the Key party on Friday night and the rave the followoing night. From talking to her, she had told me how adventurous she had become since the last time we talked but I thought it was just more of her innocent flirting that the two of us have grown accustomed to talking about.

 I knew my way around where her dorms were vaguely well and she had told me which one she stayed in and I knew that this was not the right way to her dorm, not even a back route. She pulled into a parking structure and drove down to the lowest level where there we barely any cars. She parked the car and we sat there for a couple of seconds until she got out of the car and walked around to my side. By now, I had a pretty confused look on my face as she opened the door. I got out of the car and immediately she opened the back door...she got in and motioned with her finger for me to follow. I followed her in and I got a glimpse that she wasn't wearing any underwear, a sight I must say that got me instantly arroused.

 I climbed on top of her and began kissing along her neck as small moans escaped from her mouth. We kissed for a while and eventually my kisses roamed lower and lower. She lifted her shirt up as I saw her nice perky breast for the first time and I couldn't be happier. I took the right nipple in my mouth as I caressed the left breast in my hand and gently rubbed the nipple in between my fingers. My tongue swirled around her nipple as it got harder and harder in my mouth. I did the same as I switched to her left nipple.  By now she was ready to feel me inside of her and seeing how we were a bit pressed for time, especially considering where we were at, I took it out. I had previously told her how big I was and she wasn't sure whether or not I would be able to fit inside of her, she admitted to being rather tight. And for a man my age, I was pretty well endowed with an 8in package about as thick as a paper towel roll. Her pussy was wet and ready as I teased the mouth with the head of my cock and slowly slid it in that way her pussy got used to the size. After a couple of strokes, her pussy was full of my man meat as my thrusts sped up a lil...her moans turned into screams as I stretched her pussy. Within minutes, an orgasm came over her entire body while I continued to pump.  The spasming of her pussy felt amazing as it tightened even more around my cock. I began to rub her nipples as I came closer to reaching my orgasm, but right before I was getting ready to explode, she pulled away from me and said "not yet, I want you to save it". I was a lil frustrated seeing how I was ready to explode but I knew that she wouldn't keep me waiting...

 We situated ourselves and continued on to her dorm.  When we arrived, she introduced me to many of her friends and showed me around the campus, there were some things that were previously built since the last time I had been around there. The entire time we walked around, she would occasionally brush up against me and even held my hand. A bit different from what I had expected but this was Alejandra after all, very unique in every possible way. Even as we passed by some of her male friends, she did not let go of my hand. Now she didn't attempt to introduce me as her boyfriend or anything in that regards but who truly knows what her intentions were.

The day got older, the sun began to set, and night time fell upon us out of no where. Many of her friends came over to hang out as the weekend festivities were set to begin.  First things first was to get all the material and concessions for the Key party for the following night.  For those of you who do not know what a Key party is, the men throw their keys into a bowl and the women pick out a set, from that it is decided who will spend the night with who and not always does it necessarily have to lead to sex, of course. We went on store runs and got everything that we needed.

It was a beautiful night so Alejandra and I went on a walk around campus and it was surprisingly dead for a college campus. We found a nice little secluded spot where the moon shined down and really amplified how beautiful her eyes were. I sat on a table and she sat in between my legs. I began to massage her neck and the feeling of my hands on her shoulders began to arrouse her.  She leaned her head back as I leaned in to kiss on her on the lips. She gratefully accepted my tongue into her mouth as the electricity between us ignited my cock. She felt it on her shoulder and proceeded to lift the basketball shorts that I was wearing higher up my thigh to expose my hardening member. She wrapped her hand around it and couldn't believe how thick it was in between her hands. She took the head into her warm mouth and slid her hand along the rest of the shaft. She manage to get about half into her mouth before her gag reflex took over and she had to pull it out. She slowly took it back into her mouth as she sped up the movement of her hand. Within a matter of minutes, I could feel the cum beginning to shoot from my sack and up the shaft. She didn't even take it out of her mouth as one jet after another of cum shot into her mouth. "I told you I wouldn't make you wait that long." She said with a smile on her face.

I decided to return the favor as we switched places, she spread her legs open and with the tip of my tongue, I licked right in between her lips. I could feel her juices oozing out as the sweet taste of her pussy caused me to get more passionate with the licking. The tip of my tongue turned into a more broader part, licks turned into nibbles, my fingers joined in the action as I fingered her and licked around her clit. She even got the chance to feel on of my "special tricks" that I prided myself on being able to do, I developed the ability to make my hand vibrate to the extent of a low powered vibrator. Not too long after I began doing that, her breathing got heavier and her hips began to sway with my licking and fingering. I stopped right before she had a chance to climax, I looked up at her and said, "not yet, I wanna save it". We walked back to her dorm and called it a night, we knew that this was going to be a crazy weekend, one that we would never forget...

 Part two coming soon...

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Well here we go, perhaps I need to change my outlook on life, perhaps I should explain, I had just read the Yes Man by Danny Wallace, and it made me think did I said Yes very often, the answer of course was No. I did not want to fly all over the world, but I wondered if I should say yes more often?

 

Perhaps I should introduce myself, my name is Fred and I am a thirty something, married to Beverley and working in Personnel, sorry Human Resources, forgot change of name since I started work. I visited people who were off sick to discover when or if they could return to work, it was ok, also I had to solve problems, perhaps you know the sort, like a letter from an employee saying that they had changed address got married and was now Mrs Smythe, no details of where s

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he worked, we had over 300 sites around the country and of course no maiden name either.

 

So I decided that perhaps I needed to say Yes more often well for a month at least, funnily enough an opportunity came up that day, my boss was off to a conference with one of the other girls the next day, she called me into the office and said “could I go in her place, she said I know it is short notice and know you really do not like these things but it would help me out so much”

 I said “yes”, a change for me.

 She said “that we needed to leave the next afternoon; the hotel rooms had been booked for 2 nights, but we would have to buy our own dinner on the first night and claim back the expenses, as the conference did not start until 9.30 a.m. the day after, but in view of the distance, she had decided to go the day before”

.  I said “ok” and rang Beverley to ask her to get an overnight bag for 2 nights ready. “Ok” she said “By the way can you go and see Sally tonight she needs your advice”  “Ok” I replied. Normally I would have said No, or are you coming as well but the new Fred said yes

 

Perhaps I should explain Sally was a friend of Beverley’s who she went to school with, she had just started a new job so probably wanted some advice about the contract of employment. Sally was married to Dave. So after dinner I set off for Sally’s. She answered the door and said thanks for coming; I need your advice, okay. Yes I said is it to do with you new job, no said Sally, I having problems with Dave, he does not want sex and I have bought some new outfits and lingerie and I need to know what will turn him on the most, you will help me won’t you. You know the answer from the new Fred don’t you.

 

Ok said Sally and said I will go and put on the first outfit and lingerie.  I sat down on the sofa and waited, perhaps I should mention that I had a thing with Sally, well not a thing really, when I was going out with Beverley, but before Sally was with Dave, we went to Blackpool for the day and went on the Ghost Train, I hate that ride, you know the string hanging down in the dark that feels like a cobweb, well I was persuaded to go on and Sally said come with me, Dave and Beverley got in the first car and we were in the third, so I could not see them and they could not see us. Anyway I got down in the car was far as possible and so did Sally, we just got into the dark and Sally started kissing me, I was surprised and wondered what I should or could do, The ride would only last about 2 minutes, anyway I took a chance and put my hand under her sweater and reached up and touched her bra, her tits were smaller than Beverley’s but felt nice though the bra, I thought I just got time, we were still kissing and I put my hand under the bra and felt her pert nipples,  Sally said quick we are at the end, and so the kissing and feeling had to stop.

 

I was thinking about the next time I was alone with Sally, when she came into the room and asked me what I thought?

 

 

Perhaps I should tell you about Sally, she is 5ft 6” and probably a 34 B or C, blond hair, although I know it has been bleached by the Sun, and she is not blond down below, but that is for another time.  Any way Sally came into the room and was wearing a white blouse and a short white skirt, that whilst not transparent, I could make out that her underwear was a dark colour.

 

“Well what do you think”?

 

 “Very nice” I replied.

 

“Are you turned on?”

 

“Just being alone with you turns me on”   I like the outfit and I can just make out your dark bra and panties, “what colour are they? Can I see them?”

 

“Later” said Sally “I want you to judge the outfits first, I will go and try the other one on.”

 

She was soon back and wearing a short off the shoulder black dress, that just about covered her crotch; I could see that she was wearing a white bra, from the straps on her shoulders

 

I said, “Do you like mixing dark and white then?”

 

“Which outfit do you like best” she asked.

 

“Definitely the white one” I said, “it leaves more to the imagination”.  

 

“Okay “she said “now for the lingerie”.

 

 She undid the dress zipper and stepped out of it.  The white bra was not see through, but I could tell that her nipples were hard, in fact I decided it was not white but ivory, the panties were also ivory with a pattern on them and when she did a twirl I realised that it was a thong, and they were laced up at the sides. I could see her pubic hair was dark but I know that anyway  

 

“Very nice” I said. 

 

“Ok” said Sally “remember these, I got another 2 sets for you to see, I will go and change.”

 

“Bring them all down here” I said, “I have seen you naked before”.

 

 “No way” she said “that was at least 15 years ago, before we both were married. Will not be long”.

 

Ok I will tell you Sally got me a suitcase from where she worked when she was 18, and said could I pick it up, so I turned up at her place, and was talking to her parents, she had just gone upstairs. Sally came down wearing a white blouse and denim jeans, and we sat talking, about 5 minutes later her parents said good bye, they were going out for a meal. Sally offered me coffee and I said “ok, but I must not be too late, as I said I would pop up to Beverley’s.”

  We had coffee sitting together on the sofa, and I suppose as I have kissed her in the ghost train, I thought I wonder what it would like to do so in the light. I leaned over and gave her a kiss; she responded   to my kiss and soon had her tongue in my mouth. I undid her blouse and put my hand on to her bra and continue to kiss her, after about 5 minutes, I took her blouse off, and pull the right strap of her bra off her shoulder slowly, so that she could resist if she wanted too, gradually her right breast was revealed, it was pert with a small nipple and a very small aureole. I quickly starting kissing her breast, the nipple soon got hard I slide her left bra strap off her shoulder and suddenly I could see both her breasts. I kissed the left one with the same result.

 

 We continue like this for some time, and then I undid the zipper on her jeans and the button and pulled them down. She had on a pair of white panties; I put my hand on her butt and rubbed it, then slip my hand down the front of her panties and felt the coarse pubic hair. I pulled her panties down slowly and saw her dark pubic hair.

I knew now that the sun had bleached her hair, it was always darker in the winter. I took her hand and tried to get her to feel my cock, but she refused.

 I realised it was getting late, and said I better take the suitcase and go and see Beverley.  Afterwards I wished I had put a finger in her, I always regretted it, but had masturbated many times thinking about her.  About 4 months later Beverley told me that Sally was on the pill for medical reasons, if only I had known that before.

 

Sally came back into the room, this time she was wearing a silk black bra and matching high leg panties.

 

 “Nice and I bet they feel nice too” as I stepped forward.

 

 Sally said “No, you can feel them when I take them off.”

 

“Let me take them off and I will feel them then,” I said.

 

 Again no was the reply. She went off and came back wearing a lilac balcony bra, I could almost see her nipples, with matching panties, with a floral lace pattern. They were really nice.

 

 “Okay” she said “I can see that I have an effect on you, the bulge in my trousers gave the game away. What should I wear under the white outfit?”

 

 I said “if I was your husband, I would want to take off the outfit and the last lingerie set.”

 

“Thanks” she said “for your input, I will let you know the result next week. Dave will be home soon, you better go.” 

 

So off I went back home, Beverley said “which did you choose then.”

 

“You knew all along what Sally wanted.”

 

“Oh yes and hopefully she will have got you horny for tonight”.

 

 She was not wrong.

 

Well the next day I went into the office late as I had to go to the conference, I pick up Lyn, she was about 22 and had long brunette hair, that I thought she could sit on, I wondered if her pubic hair was long as well, but that was a fantasy. She was about 5’4” and probably a 36 B. She had on her normal business suit and white blouse and said that she just had to make a phone call and was then ready to go to the hotel.

 

We left at 1 p.m. and she put her case along with mine in the boot

 I said “you can hang your jacket up if you like in the back” which she did.

 

 I looked at her, but could not make out the colour of her bra; the blouse was made of quite thick material.  She dropped off to sleep on the journey to the hotel; we did not arrive until 6.p.m. We booked in, her room was next to mine, we looked at the restaurant menu and saw the prices were expensive, we could only claim £10 for dinner. I said there was a pub down the road about a mile, perhaps we could go there as food would be cheaper.

 

She agreed and said “I need to change and have a shower”

 

“Meet you down her at 7.15p.m.” I said

 

We went to our rooms, no connecting door (shame)

 

At 7.15p.m. I was down in reception waiting for Lyn; she walked in a little late. She was wearing a white blouse, done up with ivory buttons about 12 of them I could make out a dark colour bra underneath. I long brown skirt with small flowers of various colours on it and it was done up at the front with a lot of buttons.

 

“No wonder you are late if you had to do up all those buttons, how many are there?”

 

“Perhaps I let you count them later” she teased.

 

We went to the pub and had a lovely meal with a drink included for £6, we had made a £4 profit.

 

When we got back it was about 10 p.m. and Lyn said “I think I will turn in, you coming to count the buttons”

 

“I could not say No”, I was a yes man.

 

So we went to her room and Lyn said “start at the top of the blouse”

 

The ivory buttons of the blouse were very small; I started off 1, 2, 3, and 4.

 

“Hang on “said Lyn if I let you do this I think I deserve a kiss every 3 buttons! Hope you know your three times table”

 

“Okay” I replied, and gave her a quick peek on the cheek. 5, 6, went to give her another peek, but she pointed to her lips, okay a nice kiss then.

 

I reached 12, and I could see the front of her bra, it was brown with a floral and stripe embroidery with a bow tie in the middle, I could see her small breasts trying to escape. I went to carry on, but Lyn stopped me.

 

“You have seen my bra, start on the skirt, but now I want French kissing a lot of tongue every three buttons”

 

Who am I to say no?  I got to button 18 and it was only at her knees, but the kissing was great, I continued by button 26, I could see the bottom of her panties, one more and a fantastic snog, I saw the matching panties, they looked great. No pubic hairs escaping, so she probably trimmed down there. I held her hair as we kissed, it was soft and silky.

 

“Okay underwear seen, I off to bed now, so good night Fred”

 

I can take a hint and left and went down to the bar for a pint, I needed it. Well saying yes was it good, not really I had only seen undies so far, no naked boobs or pussy and a silly conference to attend. I drank up and went to bed.

 

Next day we had to go into separate groups for the conference, but I hoped to get together with Lyn at Lunch and dinner and may be after, perhaps we could go out for ride and a walk, and who knows what. No such luck though, we were informed that we must all attend the dinner in the hotel, and dress up for it, ties and all. Great.

 

At the end of the day, we went back to our rooms, perhaps Lyn would invite me in, No, she went in and said she would knock on my door when she was ready to go down to dinner, at least I would sit next to her.

 

About 7 p.m. there was a knock I opened the door and there was Lyn she looked gorgeous, she was wearing a royal blue off the shoulder dress, which was a-line and reached just above her knees.

“I look forward to dancing with you later” I said

 

We had a good dinner with wine and in the raffle I won another two bottles of wine from the hotel, which we her told had to be drunk on the premises and could not be taken home. They also gave us some glasses.

 

“Okay, we will have to drink these during the disco Lyn” But then the person in charge dropped the bombshell, the disco had been double booked and there was to be no disco.

 

“What shall we do” said Lyn

 

“I got some cards in my suitcase we could have a game of cards”

 

“Yeah” said Lyn “I suppose you were thinking of strip poker”

 

“No, how about whist or rummy, no striping”

 

“Okay but can I change first, we can play in your room”

 

“ Well okay” I thought she would want to play in the lounge “ I will get the bottles of wine open and two glasses, come to my room when you have changed”   I hoped she would put on the button skirt and blouse and that I could undo them again.

 

About 20 minutes later, and two glasses of wine, the phone rang, it was Lyn.  “Do you promise not to play strip poker?”

 

“I promise” I said

 

“Okay, then I will not wear the eight items of clothes I put on, see you in 5”

 

5 minutes later there was a knock at the door, and Lyn stood there wearing a black blouse with short sleeves and a zip doing it up. The zip was down a bit, but I could not see any cleavage.

 

“Do not think about trying to pull the zip” said Lyn “I put a pin in to make sure it will not go any lower”

 

On the bottom she wore a long black full skirt. “Give a twirl then”

 

“You will not see anything” she said as she twirled, I could see bare legs so knew she had taken off her stockings or tights.

 

I poured her a glass of wine and said “okay rummy or whist”

 

“Whist” she replied “but what are we playing for, and do not say clothes”

 

“Well not money either” I said

 

Lyn said “I know we do not know much about each other as I have only worked with you for about three months, who ever wins can ask questions of the other one during the next hand”

 

“Okay” I said

 

“Oh and by the way no sexual questions from you”

 

“What about from you?”

 

“Cheeky” was the only response.

 

I won the first hand, and started asking the questions. “Your partner Pete where did you meet him?”

 

“Well I met him at work he is a lot older than me, and was married at the time; I suppose I took him away from his wife. I like him from the first time I saw him and each time I did, I felt my panties getting wet, I just had to go out with him. He invited me out for dinner after about 3 months his wife was out of town, and one thing led to another and I went back to his place. About a week later he left his wife for me”

 

“What did you do the first night at Pete’s?”

 

“I think that make come under a sexual question so I am not going to answer. Pete is very jealous, you remember how I went with you to visit that employee last month, well I told Pete I had been out of the office with you, and I got the third degree from him”

“What does he think about you being with me at the conference?”

 

“Have not told him, said I was going with Angela, when it changed at last minute thought it was best not to tell him. Up I won this hand” said Lyn.

 

“Okay you deal and your questions”

 

Lyn asked about my marriage and wife, and how long I had been employed by the company, then she said “Why did you smile when you saw my blue dress this evening”

 

“Two reasons, firstly. I wondered if you had a bra on, and perhaps I may see you hard nipples and secondly it reminded me of the time about three years ago, when I was in a meeting with three young girls and the one opposite me had on a quite short skirt, and leaned back on her chair and her panties were the colour of your dress”

 

Lyn said “Up” she won again, dealt and asked me “Did you like kissing me”

 

“Well I had to say yes didn’t I?

 

“Would you like to kiss me again?”

 

“Hang on” I said “thought you said nothing sexual”

 

“Only from you” she laughed.

 

“Yes I would like to kiss you again”

 

“Well I may let you if you win this hand but I must warn you I only need one more card to win”

 

“Well I am up” I said.

 

I walked over to her and said “I have come for my reward” We kissed and Lyn opened her month and I felt her tongue against my lips, I opened my mouth and her tongue pushed it to my mouth. I put my hands around her shoulders and could feel her bra strap, at least I knew now she was wearing at least a bra underneath.

 

“Okay “she said pulling away, “your deal I believe”

 

“Well my questions now” I said “Do you get wet with me like you did Pete went you first met him”

 

“Sexual, no comment, fill up my glass with some more red wine please”

 

I got the bottle, and as she held the glass in front of her, I tipped some wine into her glass, as I was doing this the phone rang, I jumped and some of the wine fell on her top and went down her cleavage.

 

“Sorry” I said and went to answer the phone. It was the wife asking what time I would be home tomorrow as she had a surprise for me. I told her about five.

 

When I turned back, Lyn had taken the pin out of the jacket and was pulling down the zipper. “I need to take this off and soak it in water, else it will stain. The jacket came off and I saw her purple bra with embroidery on the cups.

 

“Nice” I said “do your panties match?”

 

“Sexual no comment”

 

We played for about another twenty minutes and were well on the way to finishing the second bottle of wine, when Lyn said “all these questions, were are really playing truth or truth”

 

“Yes how about a dare question as well”

 

“No” she said, but if you win again you can kiss me”

 

I won and so went to kiss her, it was a really good snog, my hand wondered up and down her back, I reached her shoulders and thought about slipping her straps off, but being a gentleman I did not.  I felt the back of her bra, when Lyn suddenly said, “it opens in the front” I did not need a second invitation, I touched her breast outside her bra and felt the nipples, I opened the front and pulled the cups away, her breast were firm and the aureole was dark pink, I took her left nipple into my mouth and continued to rub her back. Then I took the right nipple into my mouth, and then continued kissing her. Lyn broke away.

 

“If you want to she if my panties match, you better take off my skirt”

 

I pulled down the zipper of her skirt and it dropped to the floor her panties did match it was a low rise bikini with string sides. Because it was purple it was not see though. I continue to kiss her and feel her ass, it was totally cover by the panties, but felt so soft and smooth

 

“God” said Lyn “I am wet like when I met Pete”

 

“Are you”

 

“Yes, find out”

 

I slid down the string sides and put my hand down the front of her panties, I felt her soft pubic hair and then the slit, it was very wet, and I put a finger in

 

“More Please”

 

I put in another one, and starting finger fucking her. She kissed me even harder and then I felt her hand on my bulge, my zipper being lowered her hand inside my trousers and then my pants, her hand grasped my cock.

 

“I need that inside me now” said Lyn

 

Who am I to argue, I pulled down her panties and saw her pussy the pubic hair was brunette but had been trimmed so it would not show outside her panties, the pink slit was wet, I helped Lyn take off my trousers and pants, and she licked my cock, as I continued fingering fucking her. My cock was really hard in anticipation and suddenly Lyn, pushed me back on the bed, and straddled me and pushed down until my cock was right in her pussy. It was great,  I licked her nipples and she had a couple of orgasms before I came inside her and as I did, Lyn got up, grabbed her clothes and said good night see you in the morning.

 

Well it is good to say yes, seen a lot of lingerie and also had a shag, wonder if it will continues for the next month, it I carry on saying yes.

 

To be continued …. But only if you said yes please

 

 

 

 

Vicky's Visit Getting Ready II

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     As I stood watching Sharon's preformance on the bed,  "Ol" Private Richard was standing at full "Attetion". Now, I am not one of those studly's in those skin mags who never has under a ten inch crank. Sharon once playfully measured me at 6 1/2" but, it is as big around as a core for reynolds wrap, with  a head like a medium plum. I was a little embarassed about it until a M.I.L.F. neighbor introduced me to sex, and left me drained and exhausted, as she honed and groaned about my great cock.  I popped my girlfriends cherry shortly afterward and gave her 3 orgasms. she must have bragged about it because I got to screw 2 of her friends who looked m

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e up and said they wanted to get a "Big Dick" for  change.

I quickly joned Sharon on the bed pulling her to me and feeling the cool satiny softness of her firm body as it melded with mine, her hard nipples jutting into my chest. We shared hot passionate kisses, our tongues dueling like Basil Rathbone and Douglas Fairbanks. I  gently tongued her ears while lightly blowing in them then kissing and nipping her neck. I finally worked my way to her tits. I reached down and ran a finger thru her hot wet pussy and rubbed her juice on each nipple, then sucked and tounged it off each one. "OHHHH, Baby, She moaned. please eat my pussy......I need it bad!"

With that, I kissed my way down to her belly button and flicked my tongue into it causing her hips to buck gently.  "OHHHHHHHHHH God Phil, NOW Honey Now...."she begged. I gently parted her thighs, her swollen glistening labia pouted out her.  Her clit was peeping out begging for my attention. I ran my hands down under her smooth tight ass cheeks finding her lubrication had seeped between them to the small of her back, testifying to intensity of her arousal. I ran my tongue thru her cunt tasting its tangy  sweetness. I nipped and sucked gently on her inner lips her hands grabbing my head and pressing it into her hot pussy. "YESSSSSSSSSSS, she wailed. "EAT MY Pussy, Eat My Pussy" she moaned.

I took my hand and placed it at the top of her cunt and pushed back causing her clit to pop up,and locked my lips and tounge on it firmly sucking and licking. "UHHHHHHHNNNNN.YESSSSSSS, YESSSSSS, "Make me cum honey...make me cum".....she begge. I had to hold her hips firmy as she writhed under my oral assualt."Now Baby, Now!!" Sharon begged. With that, I called on all my pussy eating expertise and drove her over the edge. "AHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhh!! Godddddd".....she wailed as her orgasm wracked her body. He hips humped my face as her hands buried my face in her cunt until her spasms subsided. As I lay back beside her we shared another deep hot kiss. "You always were an expert at that" she said softly.

Her soft hand traced down my belly and took hold of my cock, which was harder than blue steel and jumping with each beat of my  heart. "look what I've done to the poor dear she giggled". "What are you going to do about it? I laughed". "You know damn well, she replied. She quickly straddeled me, looking down at me with that lust filled gaze in her soft brown eyes I love so well. she grasped my shaft and rubbed my swollen cock head back and forth thru her cunt lips. I gasped at the heat as she positioned it at her opening. She sank down slowly on my cock sending tingleing jolts up my spine. The slick wet tightness of her vagina grasping me like a hot buttered glove.

She began a slow up and down motion, rotateing her hips on each down stroke gradually picking up speed. It was like my cock was in the vortex of a hot velvet tornado as she swirled her hot cunt around my dick. "Yeah Baby, Fuck me good. give it to me", I said as I urged her on. I looked up to see her head thrown back her lucious tits bounceing. "OHHHHhhh Your cock.....GOOOOOD hard cock", she  kept muttering as she screwed her pussy on it. Soon my balls began to rumble like Mt. Vesuvius. "Look out Pompeii I thought. "I'm gonna cum Baby, I groaned. " Yeah, Fill my pussy, shoot it baby, shoot it" she wailed. I Grabbed her hips and pulled her down on my crotch firmly as my cock exploded  a gyser of cum into her pussy. At this, she convulsed into n intense orgasm. "YEAHHHhhhhhhh....Sperm me, honey, Fill my pussy.......UHHHHHHNNNnnnnnnnn....."

Finally she collapsed onto chest as I kissed and stroked her gently as we both came down from another great session and relaxed. " God, your the greatest she moaned gently". "So are you, baby" I said gently. " Oh shit!, she said. look at the time!" I've got just enough to shower and pick up Vicky, and its all you fault you sex fiend she laughed". Kissing me quickly, she hopped out of bed. I had to chuckle as I watched her firm heart shaped little ass disappear into the bedroom bath.

Trouble in Catholic School

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In other words I wrote this story and it is completely 100% fiction
Don’t have unprotected sex either unless you want to get aids and die.


Written by Obsessive John
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Problems at Catholic School

 

St. Mary’s all girl school was no picnic. The classes wer

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e hard, and the teachers mean. 16 year old Cherry, a sophomore at St Mary’s was a model student, although she secretly hated the place. All A’s in her classes, a star volleyball player, and very, very beautiful. Cherry with her shoulder length auburn hair, nice 36 C breasts, and a sexy smile that seemed to leave time frozen for anyone caught looking. Life was indeed good for Cherry, she however didn’t agree. Cherry was tired of being in an all girls school. She was old now, a full 16 years. She wanted to see boys and go on dates, holding hands… Maybe even a kiss if they were a gentlemen.

Cherry walked down the hallway of her school in her clean, freshly ironed uniform. This consisted of a suit top similar to the kind men wore, and a knee high skirt. Black and red, the schools official colors. I hope he gives me a good grade, thought Cherry. Today She had a large assignment due in biology today, one that would determine if she received an A or not in this class. What a ridiculous assignment anyway, this should be taught in sex ed. Cherry had to stand in front of the class and describe the different cycles of a human woman’s pregnancy, and the growth patterns of the baby at each step. Cherry twirled her hair on her index finger in anticipation, she did not enjoy public speaking much less about something so close to sex, especially in a class taught by Mr. Johnson. He was very critical and always gave her weird looks.

Mr. Johnson was a peculiar man, and he got very hostile when someone does something wrong in class. Usually offenses resulted in a slap across your bare butt with his yard stick, which he was very good at using. On the girls more than the boys it seemed.. Any little thing would result in this reprimand, being late, even a few seconds; talking in class, or worst of all, not having your homework done. “Cherry, are you ready with your presentation”? Mr. Johnson had asked her. “Yes sir, I am”. Cherry quickly and nervously opened her bag for her tag board and papers. She had started wildly looking through her bag, emptying it out right there in the middle of the room. Everyone staring at poor Cherry who had frozen in place looking into her school bag. “Well”? asked Mr. Johnson. “I.. I… I don’t know where my things are sir. Thought I bought them, she paused. They must have fallen out of my bag on my way to school”. Cherry could barely contain her tears. Running down her cheek ruining the light layer of cover-up she was allowed at a Catholic school. Then it came, the dreaded “You will need to meet me after school today Cherry” her teacher almost spitting on her as he told her this, the anger evident in his eyes.

The rest of the day was beyond torture for sweet little Cherry. She knew what was waiting for her at 3pm. That evil, almost bloodstained ruler that has brought so many kids to tears was waiting to strike her butt causing her considerable pain. The only thing that Cherry had questioned was, why at 3pm? Kids had been told to come in after school before, but that was rare. Why didn’t Mr. Johnson hit her in class like what usually happened, why was she one of the rare circumstances? It was an enigma to Cherry who was still puzzling together where her missing work disappeared to.

Meanwhile, in his classroom Mr. Johnson sat at his desk, and quietly thought about Cherry. She was the most beautiful student, and probably the smartest he had ever had. Mr. Johnson had been a teacher at St Mary’s for 20 years. He was now 42 years old. Divorced and living alone. He had not been with a woman in almost 7 years-his greedy bitch of an ex wife. Life was hard for this man working at an all girls school, which enforced a strict dress code. Short skirts, so easily removed to access what was truly wanted. Mr. Johnson had many sleepless nights with his hand on his cock, thinking about those skirts blowing up in a strong gust; revealing their tight panties and the treasure that lay beneath. He had something special planned for Cherry and her skirt today. Something that she hadn’t anticipated.

2:55 the clock teased Cherry. She was practically pulling her hair out in anticipation of the punishment she was soon to receive. Those last five minutes were as close to torture as Cherry had ever experienced. Four, three, two, one. DING DING the end of school bell blew, signaling her beating. She gathered her possessions slowly, delaying the inevitable. Walking at half her normal speed she approached the hated Mr. Johnsons room. Once outside the door she hesitated again. Should she just go home and say she forgot, should he question her about it she thought to herself? “No.. it would be twice as bad if she did that, better to face the punishment now” she sighed. Cherry knocked on the door quietly, hoping it would not be heard, or better yet he would not be inside. Her hopes were surely crushed with a loud, “Please come in Cherry” said by the unmistakable voice of Mr. Johnson on the other side of the entrance. Opening the door Cherry walks inside, warily. “Close the door behind you” he says to her in an almost entertained voice. Was he enjoying the thought of getting to hurt her? Cherry trembled at this thought.

Cherry closed the door tightly and walked over to Mr. Johnson’s desk where he was seated comfortably. “I’m here for my punishment sir”. “You know the rules Cherry, missing assignments is a large offense in my classroom! Only slackers and bums don’t do their work. You don’t want to be a bum when you grow up do you little girl”? “No sir Mr. Johnson. I do not”. Cherry said this while trying to contain her anger and tears, knowing full well she did her work. “Well Cherry I have something different just for you. You’ve always been a good student aside from this, so I wanted to do something extra special for you”. “What is…” Cherry was cut off abruptly by Mr. Johnson who was increasingly emotional. “DO NOT INTERUPT ME, young lady. Tears started running down Cherry’s face having been pushed over her emotional cliff.

Mr. Johnson defiantly enjoyed this sight. This sexy catholic school girl, in her sexy uniform, with tears running down her face. He had something for her alright. He had been dreaming of this since he first set eye’s on Cherry, and it was finally the opportunity to get what he wanted. “Cherry come over here to my desk and put your hands flat down flat on it”. Said the sadistic teacher as he got up and moved around behind Cherry like a predator stalking its prey. Little Cherry had little choice. She was thoroughly terrified at defying him and increasing her chastisement. Like a child first learning to walk, she moved to his desk and put her hands flat on it like instructed. “I really care about you Cherry that’s why I have to do this to you. Its for the best darling”. Slowly Mr. Johnson approached Cherry. He stood behind her and smelled her hair which smelled of sweet strawberries. “I need you to lean forward more, just bend down over my desk dear”. Came the teachers command. Normally Cherry would have questioned such instruction but she was familiar with the punishment via yardstick, so did what she was told.

In tears Cherry learned her entire upper body over the desk as if she were laying on it. Her feet still resting on the floor, she was in an L shape bent over her teachers desk, her butt high in the air to receive the attacks of the dreaded yardstick. The worst was to come and the anticipation was killing her. “Good Cherry I’m glad to see you can follow directions from your elders”. Mr. Johnson smirked. “You know how this works so don’t fight me. I’m in charge here and you absolutely must do what I say. Do you understand”? “Yes sir” came Cherry’s sobbing response. Mr. Johnson approached cherry enjoying every second watching her skirt ride up her ass which was provoking his cock.

 

As he arrived he just watched her for a second. Imagining fucking this little girl. Firmly but softly he patted her rear end a few times. Enjoying the feeling of her well muscled ass underneath. Cherry squirmed a little, anticipating the pain. “Just relax Cherry this will be over before you know it”. Slowly, savoring the experience Mr. Johnson lifted Cherry’s already short skirt. Getting a clear view of her tight white panties with hearts on them, he exhaled deeply. He was becoming very aroused and having a hard time remaining calm and professional. “You know the rules dear I must remove your panties”. He states as he put his hands on either side of her hips attaching his fingers on the underside of the waistband on both sides of her teenage underwear.

With the softest, most gentle movement, something thought beyond the ability of this mean old man, he lowered Cherry’s panties. They clung to her as they came down as if they had a mind of their own to stay on and protect the prize they covered. Then he saw it. The beautiful mound and tight slit of her sixteen year old pussy. It was something even his vast imagination had not been able to give an accurate picture of. It was far more enticing than he dreamt. Cherry at this moment was very uncomfortable and nervous. She had never been so revealed to anyone, much less a man, and even more so an older man who also happened to be her teacher. She felt so unprotected and defenseless with her bare ass and vagina exposed to him.

Mr. Johnson was in awe. It was hard to break away and stop his staring at her slit. He had to do it, it was now or never he thought. Slowly he leans forward softly smelling her scent. Savoring the smell wafting out of her virgin pussy. His tongue snaking out of his mouth, he couldn’t resist tasting her. Delicately he ran his tongue over her clit, and up the entire length of her pure slit. “MR. JOHNSON, what are you doing? This is not…”. “Quiet” He snapped at her. “You will remain silent until I am done. Failure to do so will result in course failure, and you know what that means don’t you?” “Yes sir, It means I will be kicked out of school” she pouted, tears soaking his desk. Why was he doing this to her, she didn’t understand. She’s never had a man lick her vagina before.

Mr. Johnson quickly went back to his indecent ways. He continued to lick the outside of her slit as she was fully bent over his desk; butt still high up in the air allowing him total access to his plunder. Out came his tongue again, up and down her slit. Fantasizing it was his cock rubbing on her teen pussy. He finally set his sights on her tasty little clit. His tongue rubbing through the upper area seeking it out. Firmly and wetly he probed, finding his intended target he felt it. A little button sized piece of flesh hidden under a protective hood. He flicked it with his fleshy tongue. Rolling it back and forth savoring the taste of her girl juices starting to flow freely out of her hole, it enticed him to know she was draining liquids out of two opposing ends of her body simultaneously. It was not long before he noticed a rocking motion in her hips. She was pushing back at him when he would lick the right spot, usually followed by a faint moan. This turned him on, maybe he could get away with more?

Mr. Johnson regretfully pulled his tongue and head away from his newfound pleasure. He had something better in mind. He stood up behind her and undid his leather belt, unzipped his pants and lowered them along with his boxers underneath. Stepping out of them, he stood there behind the most exquisite girl he had ever set eyes on without pants and the biggest hard on of his life; with it aiming straight at Cherry’s sweet, highly valuable virgin pussy. Cherry was still learning flat over his desk with her legs now spread apart, feet on the floor. She was almost regretful of the retreat of his tongue and the wonderful feeling it had caused in her loins. She had never been so wet before with that wonderful warm feeling that had spread throughout her body.

Staring at her ass up and seemingly waiting for penetration, Mr. Johnson took hold of his monster cock in his left hand while grabbing onto the right side of Cherry’s hips with his right hand to restrain her if necessary. He took a small step forward which brought him into contact with her pussy. Letting his cock brush against her inviting tunnel sending a shudder through his body. Feeling his cock brush against her most protected of places Cherry started to panic. “Mr. Johnson what are you doing??!!? I cant do this I’m a virgin. I have to save myself for marriage”! “Remember what I told you Cherry, don’t fight me or you will be kicked out of school. You need to be a grown up and accept your punishment. Would you rather be thrown out as a disgrace”? Came her teachers retort. Cherry was in trouble she didn’t know what to do. Her life would be over if she was thrown out of school, but it was a sin to have pre-marital sex. After a few seconds she resolved to let him do it, she could pray to be forgiven and hopefully it would remain a secret.

After she had gone silent Mr. Johnson assumed she must have decided to let him fuck her without a fight. He used his hand to rub his cock on her tight wet slit. Up and down he rubbed it on her fully lubricating the head. In he pushed, fully lubricated but this girl was a virgin and she was tight. As the invading cock was an inch inside her the girl bucked uncontrollably. “owwe it hurts” she said. With this, and his sadistic side he pushed into her quickly and violently breaking her hymen and de-virginizing

Her in one stroke. Their was no time to rest for unfortunate Cherry. Mr. Johnson immediately withdraw his full length minus the last inch and slammed it back into her. He repeated this 3 more times before starting into a thrusting rhythm. In would slid his cock, pushing deep into her, causing her more pleasure than she would admit. Her body shook, knocking mugs full of pencils, and papers off his desk in her sexual lust.

 

Every withdraw would bring a saddened feeling of emptiness for Cherry even though she knew it would be a fraction of a second before she would be filled again. Unconsciously rising her ass as far as she could and spreading her legs wider to allow him better access she accepted the cock in her as her lust took control of her body. She had spent most of her life in control of every action, it was a matter of time before her mind needed a rest and let her body be in charge. He continued to thrust in her, savagely. He could feel it in his balls. Thrusting into this tight wet pussy was going to make him cum soon. Cherry being inexperienced and a virgin not long before did not understand the sudden swelling of the penis inside her, but her body instinctively knew what was happening.

 

Cherry’s pussy started grabbing and squeezing onto the prick inside her canal. Her body knew it would soon be spraying cum in her teenage body trying to impregnate her. The feeling was superb as she felt the cock swell up and her vaginal walls tighten onto it. Cherry burst into orgasm suddenly. She had never experienced one before being it was forbidden to even masturbate. She locked up, shaking, unable to speak or even move. Her body had paralyzed her in orgasm to better accept to cum it desired to absorb deep inside her body’s womb. Mr. Johnson couldn’t resist the feeling her pussy spasms had on his cock. A sudden clench and release, over and over. Also driven by instinct he lurched forward into her, his cock buried to the hilt inside his prize. Cherry was greeted by the feel of a warm flood of liquid inside her then. Being sucked into her womb desperately trying to impregnate her like it was designed to do. Mr. Johnson stayed glued to her keeping his cock firmly in her as far as it would go, instinct told him so. He had to make sure he deposited his entire balls contents deep inside the girl. He gave it a minute or two and pulled out. He promptly dressed, put on his jacket and left without a word spoken. Cherry stayed bent over the desk for a while crying, with traces of semen draining out of her abused pussy.

Later that night at home laying in her bed safely under her blankets, Cherry was confused. She was very upset earlier but as time went on it left her. The feeling her teacher had given her felt so right. Having his penis deep inside her, and that warm feeling of his sperm squirting deep in her body. She felt a large drive to be with him again after that. Like they were meant to be together after having done something so intimate. It didn’t take much for teenage girls to fall in love with their first sexual partner, and she was no exception. Laying there thinking further she decided to pursue him. She wanted to be with him and bear him a child, should she not already pregnant. He had already claimed her as his woman earlier that day, it was only right she would choose this road. God would want this she finalized in her mind.

The next day was glorious Saturday, the sun was out, birds were singing. She walked with a quick pace and a broad smile on her face. This was going to be a good day she knew. Still thinking about yesterdays events caused her to become slightly moist, she couldn’t wait to get to Mr. Johnsons house and confront him with her feelings. Cherry wanted to make her future husband happy, so she wore a tight tank top accentuating her marvelous fleshy globes , and another short skirt she had. She was female after all. They specialized at using their bodies to get what they desire, and Cherry was going to put Mr. Johnson to the test.

Mr. Johnson was watching television on his very old, should be replaced soon couch when he heard the knock. Who could that beat on a Saturday? No one usually comes here anymore. The knock repeated, this time more persistent. Frustrated with the disturbance Mr. Johnson got up and purposely walked to the door as if he were walking through tar. He wanted to make this nuisance wait for disturbing him on his day off. The look on his face when he opened the door was beyond priceless when he saw Cherry’s beautiful smiling face staring up at him.

“Whaaa….. What are you doing here young lady”? he said to her in a nervous voice, very unsure if this was a trap of some kind. Its not every day such a pretty 16 year old girl shows up at his door, in an extremely short skirt and a tank top that hugs her body like a second layer of skin. “Hi sir, I wanted to come by and spend some time with you. I thought my punishment yesterday was a very special moment between me and you. I learned a lot from it. I’ve never felt so grateful for being punished”. Cherry told her love as she squeezed past him. Her breasts rubbing on his arm as she moves past. Not taking his gaze from this suddenly very sneaky girl. With his left foot he kicked the door closed and moved over to where Cherry was standing in front of his couch. Still staring at him with a slight smile on her face.

“What are you doing here Cherry? Did you not get enough discipline yesterday”? “No, sir. In fact that’s exactly why I’m here. I lay awake thinking about it for a long while last night. No one has ever made me feel the way you did. I think its God’s will that this happened. I love you Mr. Johnson, I want to marry you and bear your children. I know this to be my destiny”. Mr. Johnsons jaw nearly hit the floor. This 16 year old girl who he had pretty much raped the day before wants to marry him and have his children? Suddenly his thoughts were torn from him with his pants being unzipped. “Uhh, what are you doing young lady, this is not appropriate behavior for a girl such as yourself”. A very nervous teacher said. Caught off guard by the very direct approach of Cherry, he was unsure how to act, it was usually him calling the shots.

Although Mr. Johnson was unsure what was going on exactly, it wasn’t a habit to refuse a work of art of a girl as this. She unzipped his pants carefully not wanting to hurt the pleasure rod inside. Down it came, the button unlatched, and down the obstruction came allowing her access to her goal. A small and wrinkled piece of flesh, such a peculiar sight. Forward her head moves, mouth open in anticipation. A drop of saliva dripping from her lower lip. Her dripping tongue makes first contact like two foreign people meeting for the first time. Licking the end of his cock and the little hole at the end. Kind of salty, she thinks to herself. Not bad. Her mouth moves further allowing more of this mans cock to enter. Her tongue exploring the length of his tool , one side and the other, swirling her tongue around it like a popsicle. Her teachers cock lurched and bloated inside the sweet girls mouth within seconds. It was no matter of time before it was at its known full length, something she had experienced the day before. Holding the penis in her mouth tightly she kept her lips glued tight with her tongue swirling on the inside as she bobbed up and down. Imaging she were a hungry baby feeding.

Mr. Johnson still confused, but his feelings of lust overcoming his mind. He loves this girls mouth bonded to his cock like she would die without it inside. He needed to feel her pussy again. It had been years before the previous day before he had been inside a woman. One time simply was not enough for him. “Cherry, I want you . I want to make love to you. I can’t get enough of you and that sexy body you have, I want you now Cherry”. This made Cherry’s heart melt. He was falling in love with her, she was succeeding. She pulled her mouth away from his penis regretfully but she knew it would prove worthwhile in the end. Up she stood, Mr. Johnson picked her up suddenly like a husband would carry a wife through the threshold of their new house on their wedding night.

In he carried her, to his bedroom. Dropping her on the bed, she bounced and her tities shook. One day I will be feeding our children with these she contemplated. Meanwhile her lover finished undressing, as superhumanly as possible. He undressed her even faster, like everything else in the world was in slow motion compared to what he was doing. She giggled at the attention, no one had ever been so interested in her before. When she was finally in the nude, she leans back and parts her legs. Her pussy already wet in anticipation of the cock that would be getting her pregnant with her lovers child. Mr. Johnson climbed on top of her between her legs. He wasted no time in guiding his throbbing cock into her well lubricated entrance. In went his cock, parting her walls sensually, slowly, giving his cock a chance to become well lubricated so he didn’t hurt the girl. He didn’t know why he cared suddenly, maybe it was because she had such an intense interest in him. Maybe that she even loved him somehow. With that he continued thrusting into the girl. The very beautiful Cherry and her auburn hair.

He lifted himself, supporting his upper body with his arms as he looked down at the spectacle of a girl as close to an angel as anyone has seen. Her eyes closed the look of nirvana on her face. He looked down to where his cock was vanishing and appearing, in and out of her slit. Her legs elevated with he knees bent, her feet resting on his ass. Almost encouraging him to thrust deeper into her. Her pussy is sticking to his cock as he thrust, making his withdraws more difficult. It wanted him to stay inside where he belonged. “Cum in me. Get me pregnant. Make a baby in me Mr. Johnson. I love you and I want to be your wife forever”. What was he hearing, is she serious. It was a disturbing thought but he had been very lonely and he could not explain it but he felt an indescribable love for this girl. He kept thrusting, harder, faster. “Please cum in me now, I need it. I want to give you a baby. A good wife gives her husband many beautiful children. Cum in me and make me pregnant”. This was followed by spasms of her vaginal canal. Cherry had begun to orgasm heavily. Her body writhed in pleasure.

This language and the squeezing of her pussy on his cock drove Mr. Johnson over the edge. His body lurched forward and drove his cock deep inside his new love. Getting ready to deliver his seed into her his cock bloated. “Here it comes our baby Cherry, I love you”. Withdrawing one last time he slammed himself back into her driving his cock in as far as it could possibly go. Slightly separating her cervix, and slightly entering her womb. His cock erupted directly into her womb, filling it. Within seconds her entire uterus and fallopian tubes were drenched in cum. Cherry lay there, with her loves penis still inside her. She felt so loved. She was certain her new lover had impregnated her. She could just feel it. The two exhausted, let sleep take them. Cherry still impaled on Mr. Johnsons shriveling cock.

 

Cherry did in fact get pregnant, from those two encounters with her teacher. Her parents were very angry, she was catholic and they had taught her better; they wanted nothing to do with a whore so they threw her out. This was not a problem for her, because she belonged to Mr. Johnson now. He welcomed her into his house where they raised their new baby daughter together. They were married within a week of her turning 18. The two lived a very happy life together, and enjoyed a very fulfilling sex life with many kids along the way.

The First Time I met her

supercar1 on Sex Stories

The story you are about to read is an accurate account of a unique and exciting situation.

It was a beautiful spring day, I had arranged to meet a lady who I had never met or even talked to prior to calling the number on her business card.  The only thing I knew was that a friend told me she was pretty hot.

I had procured a room at the Holiday Inn located in the city where she lived.  I called her and had her meet me in the lounge.  When she arrived I was pleasently suprized to she how Sexy she was.  Standing just 5\'1" tall and tipping the scale at 115 lbs it looked as though she as very well put together.  We chatted briefly then went to t

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he room to begin the Audition.  She was trying out for a part as a mysterious DC madam who fronted for a string of hand picked girls who worked the Washington, DC Lobbiest evening entertainment circut. 

The director of the proposed movie had sent her a few pages of the script, Gwen had learned the dialog ans was excited to try out.  Trying out would consist of her dressing in a black teddy with black stockings.  The first thing she did was to go put the stockings on and come model them.  The had on a knee length dress, as she approached from the other room she lifted the dress to the waist and ask, "How\'s this?"  Gwen was not waring any panties her trimmed bush was fully visable, she looked me in the eye as she spoke, I nearly choked, she showed me her bush right off, I think i went bright red.

Gwen went to the bathroom, took a quick shower and walked out completely naked.  Her pail breasts were slightly large for her patite size, 34 D cup to be exact, her waist was trim her but small and legs very nice.  She stood infront of me and dressed in the wardrobe she had been furnished.  What a sight, I watched as she slithered into the Teddy and stockings never putting on the matching thong.

Gwen was to act like she was seducing a lobbiest, I was to stand in for the lobbiest.  As quickly as Gwen was ready she began to undress me, after removing my shorts she pushed me down on the bed, taking my semi riged cock in her hand and stroking it for a few seconds making me hard as could be.

Gwen swung a leg over me and gracefully acted like she was mounting me taking me inside her pussy. Remember I said acting like!  Gwen leaned down and kissed me passionately grinding her magnificient breasts into my chest.  I remember thinking, Wow!  Her tits felt great, when she broke the kiss I placed both hands onher breasts and began to caress them softly.  Gwen moaned softly, was this for real or was she acting?

Gwen expertly carried on with the seduction, dropping the top of the Teddy exposing her full round tits, dragging the smooth flesh over my hary chest, kissing and making soft moans.  Her nicely trimed pussy was very close to my cock, she was rubbing her slit up and down the length of my cock while keeping it pined against my belly so it wouldn\'t go inside her hot pussy.

Soon Gwen was completely naked, I rolled her over and continued to kiss and caress her tits, flat belly and touched the hed of my cock to her pussy lips.  We teased each other for over an hour, me trhying to slip inside her pussy Gwen quickly movinv out of the way so I could not get inside her.  Mind you I was trying to be a true gentleman since the audition did not include sex.

Gwen was on top again rubbing her slit on my dick paying particular attention to her clit, just when I thought I was going to get inside her pussy she climaxed and jumped up.  Damn I thought, almost got sum pussy.  I pulled her on top of me again hoping she was wet enough I might just accidently side into her Vagina.  Gwen teased herself to another orgasm the same way as before. 

I got Gwen to pose for some very revealing pics before she got dressed to leave. 

I told her I would have the proofs ready the following week and made an oppointment to get together to let her view the video and stills.  I got another room and set up the VCR to view the video.  When Gwen arrived she looked great, a straight A line skirt, silk blouse and heels. I got her to pose for me before showing her the video, she was down to her bra and nothing else, she hadn\'t warn any panties.   

I put the video in and let her watch her performance.  As she was watching I took off my clothes down to a pair of silk boxers I had warn.  I sat next to her on the bed and began to caress her body, she moaned softly as she watched as I caressed her.  After the video was over Gwen lay back on the bed and stretched as she did I began to kiss the inside of her thighs and was soon lapping up her pussy juice.  Gwen climaxed very easily as I tongued her clit, she was truely enjoying my tongue as she said, "I trimmed a little more just for you."  Damn she was hot!

I slid up her body and pressed my cock to her pussy lips, this time no teasing, she opened for mr to enter her warm vwry wet pussy.  As I slid into her vagina for the first time she exclaimed as I reached bottom, "Oh your cock fits in me so good!"  With that Gwen began to fuck me like I had never be fucked before.  She moved in ways I had never experienced, bucking up to meet my strokes, rotating her hips, rocking her hips, just plain screwing me like I had never be screwed before, iy was nothing short of increadable, Gwen knew how to fuck like none other.  The sensation was more like she was fucking me than me fucking her.  We changed positions over and over.

As Gwen screwed me she exclained "Oh it feels so good to get fucked again, its been to long."  I think I was hornier than I had ever been I was able to last for a very long time as Gwen climaxed over and over.  I didn\'t count her climaxes but, Gwen told me she had never came so many times in a row, and I knew it every time, she was so animated, she squealed on the little ones and moaned on the bigger ones, and said "I don\'t know how a woman couldn\'t like sex!", as she came again.  Every time she was on top she would say, "Oh your cock fits in me so well, I love to feel it inside me!"  "I have never had a cock fit in me as good as your!"  And with that she yelled out "OH yes fuck me!"  This must have been at least a dozen or more climaxes as Gwen collapased pressing her perfect breasts into my chest as we recouperated.

Gwen is my secret lover now and we can hardly wait for each get together, Gwen is truely the most fantastic lover I have ever known.

Gwen will read this soon and maybe respond.

The Camping Trip Part 2

wolfgoddess23 on Sex Stories

Emily was lying on a blanket next to the fire and looking up at the stars. She couldn’t get over how beautiful and clear the sky was out there. She searched for about twenty minutes and finally found Orion and was able to find the other constellations she knew about from there. As she was listening to the quietness of the campground, amazed that by 10pm everyone was just calm and quiet. Laughs and soft music could be heard here and there, but for the most part it was just crickets and the occasional owl. As she laid there in amazement at the stars and the peace that was coming over her while she was there, she didn’t even notice Mark had walked up and was watching her lying on her blanket. At first Mark thought she was asleep. Then she stirred at the sound of

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the laughter coming from the other side of the campground and muttered something about loud asses disturbing my peace and serenity. She looked so beautiful just lying there with only that beach cover up on. With the way she was laying he could tell there was nothing on underneath it. Her nipples were hard as rocks and were the perfect size for sucking on. She looked like she was poised and ready to be fucked good and hard. I better adjust myself before I say anything Mark thought as he tucked his already hard dick under the waist band of his shorts.

Hello he said. Emily jumped with fright and saw it was Mark. Oh it’s just you. You scared the shit out of me. I didn’t mean to frighten you said Mark. I just wanted to come by and make sure you were ok since you’re out here alone this weekend. Oh that’s really sweet said Emily. I’ll be fine out here on my own. I’m just enjoying the peace and quiet. I would enjoy it a lot more if that crowd across the campground would keep the laughter down some. I’ll take care of that for you said Mark. So how do you like your campsite and our facilities, asked Mark. Remembering the episode in the showers earlier that day and having a hard time containing himself. He just wanted to grab her, throw her down on the blanket and just fuck her until she begged him to stop. God damn she has the body of a goddess he thought as she stood up from her blanket. The facilities are awesome. Would you like some coffee Emily asked? No thanks, I’ve got to make the rest of my nightly rounds. Will you come back by after you’re done and keep me company for a while? Emily asked him. What he didn’t know is that just the sight of him was intoxicating and was making her pussy get wet and her clit throb with need. Sure, said Mark. I would be delighted. See you soon Emily said as he walked off to check on the other campers.

After a while she noticed that the loud crowd on the other side had actually quieted down. There was no more loud laughter. She could still hear the laughter coming from over there, but it wasn’t any where near as bad as it was. The music was still loud, but she didn’t mind that too much. They were actually playing one of her favorite songs, Judith, and it was the remix version that she loved. After a little while longer she kept hearing it and they had it on repeat. AWESOME!!! She thought to herself. I like those guys. She started dancing around in tune with the song, swinging and swaying her hips in such a way that if someone was in front of her she would have been fucking them. She was so caught up in the song she didn’t hear Mark enter the campsite again. When he touched her on her shoulder, she grabbed his arm and flipped him on his back and had him pinned down, straddling his waist and his arms pinned above his head. She immediately felt how hard his cock was and it bulging against his shorts against her naked, shaved pussy, it took everything she could to keep from grinding her pussy against it. It’s me Mark he cried. Oh god, I’m so sorry as she let him up. Once Mark was all brushed off, he asked her if she was prior military. Why yes she said. How did you guess? By the way your site is set up, and your tent tied off. Plus now with the way you grabbed me and threw me down. I believe you now that you can take care of yourself.

Once he was all cleaned off and situated on the blanket, Emily asked him how long he had been working here, and if he was prior military to know so much about it. He said yes he was, and that he had been there for about two years now. He was on quite a bit of disability from the VA because of his knees being so messed up. So he bought this land, made the campground and runs it all. He has one other person that works with him and that was his kid brother Jeff. She asked him what he did in the military, and Mark told her that he worked on engines and was stationed at Cherry Point, North Carolina for a while. She looked shocked and Mark asked her why. Emily told him that she was stationed there too and actually still worked there as a contractor ordering parts for aircraft. As they were chatting away and enjoying each others company Mark noticed that she was scooting closer. All he did was grin, because he could see her dark nipples through her cover-up better. Plus the fire showed the occasional glint of the horseshoe rings she had going thru her nipples. God Damn, he thought. She is gorgeous. Can you move your legs she asked him? Mark just gave her a puzzled look. Emily explained that she wanted to sit between them and asked if he would mind rubbing her shoulders for her. They were aching after hauling everything off the truck and setting everything up. Sure thing Mark said. Shaking like a leaf, and praying to god she didn’t see him, Mark spread his legs out so Emily could get situated between them, and gently placed his hands on her shoulders. Using only his fingertips, he slowly started to rub all the knots out. Damn, you’ve got a lot of knots in your shoulders he commented. I know said Emily. Between work, my two beautiful daughters, and setting all this stuff up, it really doesn’t surprise me. Tell me about your daughters Mark said. So Emily told him about her two beautiful little girls and how much of a pain and a joy they are all at the same time. They help keep my sanity she said. By the time she was done talking about her kids, Mark had gotten the last knot out of her shoulder and Emily leaned back and put her head on his shoulder and just relaxed. God she smells so good, Mark thought as he took a deep breath and realized that she was wearing something that wasn’t unfamiliar to him. That’s patchouli oil. God I love that smell. Mark wanted to wrap his arms around her and hold her in close to his chest, but didn’t want to scare her off. I’m going to go at her pace he thought to himself. No sudden moves or I may not get the chance to be with her.

As Emily leaned back against Mark’s chest, she couldn’t help but noticed how good he smelled. She could tell that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. She heard him take a deep breath as she relaxed and remembered that her cover-up was put in the same area as her patchouli bottle and had its aroma coming from it. She silently grinned to herself knowing full well the affects of the oil. It contained a natural pheromone that drove people crazy with lust. As she laid there and relaxed she noticed that her clit was becoming harder and throbbing more and more by the minute. If I don’t have him inside me soon, I’m going to scream she thought. The more she thought of his hard cock inside her, the wetter her pussy became. She moaned just thinking of it sliding in and out of her.

Mark heard her moan and asked her if she was ok. Yes, Emily said. I’m just glad I have someone to enjoy all this with right now. Why isn’t your boyfriend or your husband here he finally dared to ask. What boyfriend or husband Emily replied. I’m a single mother of two that really doesn’t have much time for relationships. It’s been over a year since the last time I actually got laid much less been on a date. So this is very nice and relaxing to me. Oh, Mark said. Silently grinning to himself. Score! So here I have this beautiful single goddess leaning on me and I can get her all to myself all weekend and not worry about her having another half back home if I wanted to. SWEET!!! Mark couldn’t help but grin even bigger. The thought of those gorgeous titties bouncing in front of his face while she rides his cock was too much to bear. He noticed that his cock was swelling again and it was against her back. Shit, he thought. Now she is going to know that I want her.

Emily felt his cock pressing on her lower back and grinned. By this point her pussy was dripping wet and her clit was begging to be touched. She leaned further back on him to feel the size of his cock even more and was very impressed. It wasn’t too big but the girth that she felt pressing against her was enough to make her moan out loud again. At that point a cool breeze was blowing up from the valley and made her cover up billow in the wind for just a second. The cool air against her aching swollen clit made Emily suck in her breath sharply and just revel in the chills it brought up and down her spine. Are you cold, Mark asker her and he wrapped his arms around her to keep some warmth on her. No not really said Emily. As he started to move his arms away Emily told him don’t. Just hold me for a little while. So they sat there in silence for a while and Mark’s cock got harder and harder as he held her tight body against him. His arms were just under her breasts, and the feeling of them over his arms was almost too much to bear. He thought he would explode in his pants. She shifted and he wanted to frown until he realized when she shifted, her cover up rode up further on her legs and her pussy was peaking out of the hem. Oh god he thought. I have to have that. He shuddered as his cock throbbed with need.

Finally Emily could not take it a moment longer, turned her head and gently kissed Mark on his neck. He looked down at her, and all he saw was her eyes glazed over with desire. Her hand was already on her leg and slowly moving to her clit. Mark stopped it from going any further. He wanted to be the one to give her full gratification. Not herself. He gently lifted her head towards him and kissed her softly on the lips until she was breathless. Once he was done, she turned around and wound her arms around his neck and her legs around his back so she was sitting on his lap facing him. Her pussy was dripping on his shorts and was perfectly positioned above his throbbing cock. His first instinct was to pull his cock out and slam it into her until he came all inside that pussy, but he forced himself to slow down. He wanted to show her that her body was that of a goddess and wanted to worship it as such. He kissed her again, this time long and deep. She met his tongue with her own, and he started to rub his hands all over her body. Thank god the truck is blocking the view of the campsite, he thought. But he knew it was late and everyone else was pretty much in their tents for the night. He slowly ran his hands down her back and along her perfectly round ass. Then he ran them back up and along her shoulders. Making her shudder and out of breath. He knew she wanted to get fucked, and get fucked hard, but he wanted to make her wait and enjoy every moment, every touch, and every kiss. He knew that she wouldn’t be able to take much more before she would be begging him to fuck her, and his cock was throbbing so bad from her sitting on it, that’s all he wanted to do was fuck her until she couldn’t cum anymore.

As Mark gently kissed her, all she could think about was sliding up and down his throbbing cock. Just the mere thought of it, was about to drive her over the brink. She wanted him to slam his cock inside her and make her cum all over it, but she could tell by the slowness and attentiveness he was give each and every point of her face and neck that he was forcing her and himself to take it slow so they could each enjoy every last bit of ecstasy between the two of them. She turned her head to one side to give him better access to her neck and whispered in his ear for him to bite her neck. At first he hesitated, then instead of outright biting her neck, he nibbled. She moaned with pleasure and begged him not to stop. So he started to nibble further and further down her neck and onto her shoulder. All of a sudden she stood up, and he gave her a puzzled look. She walked over to the tent and motioned for him to follow her. Inside her tent, she had an air mattress set up with soft pillows and a couple of sheets on it. The tent was surprisingly big enough for him to stand up in. Once he was situated in the middle of the tent, she walked over to him, wrapped her arms around his neck again and kissed him hard and passionately. Once again Mark had to stop himself from throwing her down on the mattress and fucking her until she screamed. So he took control again, softened the kiss made her wait again. By this point Emily was so frustrated and so soaked, she knew that as soon as he did stick his cock inside her, she was going to explode on it immediately. But at the same time she was enjoying the fact that he was taking the time to slow down and show her what he could do. So she just relaxed and enjoyed the ride.

Once Mark realized that Emily had relaxed, he swept her up in his arms and placed her on the air mattress. He had noticed that her cover up was basically like a robe, except it had buttons instead of a tie in the front. He grinned to himself, and thought, this is going to be fun. He moved over her and kissed her softly and deeply on her full lips. He then moved to her ear and neck. While nibbling on her ear he whispered how beautiful she was and how he thought she had the body of a goddess. Emily just sighed and enjoyed the kisses and nibbles he was giving her all over her neck. Mark moved his hands up and unbuttoned the first button of her cover up and noticed that the opening was wide enough to completely expose her gorgeous breasts. The moon was full, so he could see them perfectly and the moon seemed to glow off of her perfectly round breasts. He just wanted to immediately stick one of her pert nipples in his mouth and suck on it, but he managed to stop himself. Remember, he thought, slow. Make her remember tonight. Make her beg for more. He moved his body next to hers and started running his hands down her neck and over to breasts. Softly and slowly caressing each one until both nipples were hard as rocks and she was moaning in pleasure. He then moved his body over hers and started give soft kisses and nibbles. First her lips, then her ear lobes, then her neck. Down the center of her chest. Around the top and sides of her nipples. He knew she wanted him to suck her nipples in his mouth, but he made her wait a few moments more as his hands moved up and down her body and legs. Her cover-up was still pulled down enough that her pussy wasn’t quite exposed yet, but he could feel the heat and smell the cum dripping from it. He finally moved his head back down on her chest and took the first nipple in his mouth. Emily’s back arched and she gasped in pleasure as her spine and legs tingled with need. Emily could feel his cock pressed up against her, and wanted so bad to grind up against it to make him take her, but she decided to just sit back and wait. She wanted to see what this guy had. So far he was making her so crazy with need, that she knew the full experience would be wonderful.

Mark laid there and gently sucked and tugged on one of Emily’s pert nipples with his teeth, while massaging the other one with his hand. She was moaning and rubbing against him so much he almost forgot to be patient and keep going slow. It was so painful for him to do so. He wanted to feel that soaking wet pussy wrapped around his throbbing cock. Once he felt like he gave enough attention to one nipple, he moved to the other one, making her take another sharp breath in. While he was sucking on the other one, his hand unbuttoned another button. He moved his free hand up and down her stomach and noticed he had one more button left before he could see that glorious pussy. He moved his lips from her tit down to her belly and placed soft kisses all over it. Your belly doesn’t look like it’s had two kids inside of it he commented. You still have the stomach of a 21 year old. Flattery will get you everywhere Mark, Emily gasped out in between touches. At this point he was running his hands up and down her legs. Starting from the foot and working his way down her calves, to her thighs, and stopping just short of her pussy. Making her whither in need. Emily knew, that as soon as he either put his mouth on her clit or stuck his fat dick inside of her that she would cum. I need to feel you inside of me Emily said. I want your cock inside of me. I want you to fuck me! Patience Mark replied. I want to take my time and relish every last bit of you. He finally unbuttoned the last button on her cover up, and there was her pussy. Clean shaved and her clit sticking out throbbing with need. He could see the moisture dripping down from it. He moved his hands on her hips and made small slow circles with his thumbs. Just barely missing her clit and enjoying watching her head toss back and forth and hearing her beg him to fuck her. He placed a line of slow kisses and nibbles on the inside of her left thigh and moved his way to her pussy. Once he was right above her pussy, she moved her hips up and towards his lips. All he did was give it a quick lick and moved to the other thigh and did the same thing. Finally, he positioned himself just right, because he knew he would be there for awhile. He wanted to make her cum several times just by eating her. He then licked her pussy lips several times watching her legs tremor with anticipation. He spread her lips with his fingers and saw that she had cum dripping out of her pussy. He groaned with need and stuck his tongue down there and licked it up. He started at her asshole and slowly licked every last drop to the tip of her clit then sucked her clit inside his mouth and flicked the tip of his tongue all around it. He felt her tense up immediately and knew she was about to cum, so he stopped. Moved back to her mouth and gave her a deep kiss so she could taste her sweet juices all over his mouth. Mmmmm, Emily said, tastes good. Now I want to taste you and flipped Mark over onto his back. Oh no you don’t said Mark, not yet. I want to make you cum. Bring that pussy up here and sit on my fucking face. So Emily positions herself on his face and Mark shoves his tongue deep inside her pussy. Cleaning up every last bit of cum that is inside her, and started to suck and tug on her clit. Emily starts to moan and buck against his face going Oh God, you’re gonna make me cum so fucking hard! I wanted to fuck you right on that desk when I checked in the morning! Emily moves her hands to her tits and starts to tug on her nipples, moaning in ecstasy the entire time, begging Mark to make her cum. Mark brings her to the point of no return and stops. Lets her cum down from cloud nine, and starts up again. God damn she is going to explode all over my face he thought. Mark then shoves his tongue down deep in her pussy, finds her soft mound in there and massages it with the tip of his tongue. The whole time his nose is grinding against her clit and Emily is crying out MAKE ME CUM!!! OH GOD PLEASE MAKE ME CUM!!! Finally she explodes all over his tongue and in his mouth. As she bucks and heaves from cumming so hard, Mark drives his tongue in further and his nose harder, determined to make her cum all over his face again. He wants her cum to coat him so he can make her lick it all up. Emily is already ultra sensitive now that she has cum harder than she has in years when she noticed that Mark hasn’t even stopped. He’s going again. Oh God she moans. That tongue feels so fucking good. I want your cock in my mouth. I wanna give you the same pleasure your giving me. In just a minute Mark replies. I want you to cum all over my face again. By the time he finishes saying it, she is already bucking and getting ready to cum again. This time he pulls his tongue out and starts sucking and nibbling on her clit. He can feel it throbbing against his tongue, and sucks even harder. He holds her hips in place as she bucks against his tongue. All of a sudden her whole body tightens up and she screams out, FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!! and cums all over his face and collapses in a heap on top of him.

Mark moves her down on the mattress and starts kissing her gently on the lips. Emily opens her eyes and all she can think about was how fabulous his tongue is, and how much she wants his cock. She wraps her arms around his neck and deepens the kiss. Before Mark realizes it, she has unbuttoned his shirt and is moving her hands all over his chest and working her way to his belt and shorts. He notices that she is somewhat struggling with it, and stands up to help make it easier for her. As soon as he does, his shorts fall to the ground and his cock springs out begging her to touch it. Emily pushes Mark back onto the mattress, and starts’ licking his throbbing cock like it’s a lollypop. She starts at his balls and works her way to his tip. Then she slides her mouth over the tip of his cock and slowly works her mouth down as far as she can take him. All the while, her hand is massaging his balls. She slowly moves her head up and down his cock, wrapping her tongue around his shaft and humming to increase the stimulation. Mark moves her long brown hair out of the way so he can watch her mouth move up and down his cock. He grabs is just right and she moans in pleasure. As soon as she moans, Mark realizes that he is about to cum all in her mouth. Not knowing how she feels about that, he tugs at her hair to warn her so she can move if she needs to, but instead she moves her mouth further down his cock and just then, he shoots his entire load in her mouth with a loud groan. Emily continues to suck his cock until every last bit of cum is swallowed.

Emily suggests they take a break to smoke a cigarette and get something to drink. Mark agrees and Emily steps outside the tent, butt naked, to go to the cooler to get a couple of beers and get their cigarettes from beside the fire. Her tent actually has a screen porch on it that faces the valley and she had a chair set up in there to sit in. Mark offers her the chair and goes by the fire and gets the other one for him. They just sit there in silence, smoke their cigarettes, and drink their beers. Emily is done with hers first and gets down on her knees in front of Mark. His cock is still somewhat hard from before and to Mark’s amazement; Emily sticks it back in her mouth and starts sucking it again. God damn, if she can’t suck a good dick, Mark thinks to himself and relaxes back in the chair and lets her have his way with him. Before he realizes it, Emily has him throbbing in her mouth all over again. Mark stubs out his cigarette. Picks Emily up and lies back down on the mattress. I want to taste your pussy again he tells her and spreads her legs back open and gets ready to lick her pussy. Emily tells him to wait and asks him to lie down on the bed. She the positions her pussy right over his mouth and puts her face right over his cock. This way we can both get what we want she tells him. Mark agrees and dives his head right in as she wraps her mouth and tongue around his cock again. Mark drives his tongue into her pussy at the same time Emily slides her mouth down his cock. They move in unison, when Mark slows down, Emily slows down. When Mark speeds up, Emily speeds up. They both go for quite a while then Emily’s pussy tightens up around Mark’s tongue, at the same time Marks cock starts to swell inside Emily’s mouth. With a groan they both cum at the same time and Emily sucks Mark dry once again. This time she turns around and licks every last bit of her cum off of Mark’s face. Marks is so turned on by it that he asks her if she has ever been with a woman. Emily just kind of looks at him, gives him an evil grin and says yes I have, and I have enjoyed every last minute of it. Mark just looks at her in disbelief and says, where have you been all my life. Emily just looks at him, grins, and places her still soaked pussy on top of his cock. It doesn’t matter where I have been, what matters is that I’m here now and I want your cock inside my pussy. I want to feel it explode inside me. I want you to feel me cum all over it. I want you to fuck me right here, right now.

Mark just looks at her, and realizes that right here, right now, must have been the magic words, because as soon as she said it and moved just right, his cock sprang back to life again. She starts to rub her soaking wet pussy all over his cock until he begs her to put it in. Next thing he knows, his entire cock is swallowed by her pussy. She gives herself a minute to adjust to his size and starts to slide her pussy up and down his cock slowly at first, then picking up speed as she gets closer to cumming. Oh god, oh fuck she moans, louder and louder. Mark starts to shove is cock further and further into her pussy. The entire time hoping to god he doesn’t cum to quick. I want her to cum all over it first. That’s it, fuck my pussy. Make me cum she moans. God damn that cock feels so fucking good. All of a sudden Emily’s entire body stiffens up and a rush of hot cum slides its way down his cock and around his balls as she lets out a loud FUUUCCCKKK!!!! and cums all over him. Emily then slides off his dick and sucks every last bit of her cum off his cock and his balls. Mark just leans back and enjoys the feeling. Reassured that now he is no where near ready to cum again. This is going to be a fun night he thinks to himself as she finishes getting up the last bit of her cum and lays down next to him.

Emily pants trying to catch her breath that was the most awesome orgasm ever she thinks to herself. As she catches her breath, Mark moves his body over top of hers. His cock still hard and still throbbing for more action. Emily’s pussy is still soaked, and her clit is still throbbing and itching to cum again. Mark leans down to kiss her lips. At first she thinks its going to be soft like before, but he surprises her and gives her a deep forceful kiss. He forces his tongue between her lips, and she just wraps her arms around his neck and returns the kiss with a load moan. Mark spreads her legs and slowly slides his cock into her pussy. Emily moans with pleasure and wraps her legs around his waist while Mark thrusts his cock into her pussy. She lets out a sigh and Mark pauses to get adjusted and starts to slowly pull his cock out of her pussy, them jams it back in. He does it several more times until Emily starts to grind her pussy on his cock in motion with him. MMMM….does my dirty girl wanna cum again Mark whispers in her ear. Oh yes she whispers back. I wanna cum all over that cock. I wanna cover it with my cum and clean it all off again. Mark gets up on his knees and grabs her waist then pulls her hot pussy up his shaft and starts slamming his cock inside her. Emily just moans and groans. Oh yeah, that’s it, fuck me baby. Mark slams his cock in and out of her pussy. The entire tent reeks

of sex and sweat. Once he notices that she is getting tired of holding herself up somewhat he sifts positions to where his cock is completely inside her. Emily asks him to stay like that. Grabs a hold of him and slides her pussy up and down his cock. Slowly at first, then picks up speed. Moaning that she is going to cum all over his cock. Are you ready to feel me cum again she asks. Yes groans out Mark. God damn, your going to make me cum to if your not careful. So Emily loosens up her grip and keeps slamming herself on his cock. All of a sudden she takes a deep breath in, arches her back, grabs a hold of his waist to pull him in deeper, and cries out. Mark feels her cum all over his cock and its almost to much for him to bear. So he flips her around to her knees and says its my turn. I wanna cum inside that pussy, but before I do, I’m going to clean you up. While she is on her knees he lays down underneath her pussy and starts to lick and suck every last bit of cum out of her. What he doesn’t realize, is that she is starting to build up again. He takes her clit in between his teeth and tugs it into his mouth to suck on. As soon as he does, she sits straight up and he starts to sucking on her throbbing nub. He feels around and shoves his first two fingers inside her pussy and just starts fingering her cum soaked hole. He then takes them out and satisfied that one is covered in enough cum, sticks it in her ass. Emily moans, and bucks in pleasure. He starts to move his finger in and out her ass and steadily sucks on her clit. In a split second after he shoves a finger back into her pussy, she cums all over his hand. Keeping the finger that was in her ass out of the way, he has her suck up all the cum off his fingers. Mark then shoves his dick back in her pussy and slams it in and out. He grabs her hair, pulls it and straight up fucks her like he has wanted to since he first saw her. Oh yes Emily moans. Oh god yes. Fuck me. Fuck me like the dirty whore that I am. I want to feel your cock explode inside me, god yes, please fuck me. She feels Mark tense up and starts to feel his cock quiver. As his cock starts to quiver, she feels her pussy start to explode. Next thing she knows they are both bucking and exploding at the same time. Mark collapses on top of her and slides his cock out. Emily turns around while still on her knees and sucks the rest of the cum out of him and licks every last bit clean.

Mark and Emily both are amazed at each other’s skills and lay on the bed and relax for quite a while, trying to catch their breath. Emily then curls up with her head on his chest and they both lay there and watch the sunrise. Next thing she knows its almost lunch time when she wakes up with her head still on his chest. She looks up and Mark kisses her softly on the lips. MMMM she moans. How long you been awake? Too long Mark replies. I left shortly after you passed out to check on things around the camp ground, grab a change of clothes and came back just a few minutes ago. You didn’t even budge when I put your head back on my chest. I guess I wore you out that much last night says Mark with a huge grin on his face. Emily just grins back and kisses him on the lips. You hungry she asks as she gets up and throws her bathing suit and cover up on. I’m famished says Mark. Ok, let’s fix breakfast.

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   My name is Jill wagner and I am a bank teller at a local bank here in louisville, Ky.  For the past 2 years I have been choosing certian customers with large bank accounts to con them out of money. 

   When they come to make a transaction and I pull up their accounts if they are between 60-70 years of age, and have big balances above $250,000.00 and are single or widower I flirt with them. It might take up to a couple of weeks of flirting, but most all of them wants to buy my lunch. I always tell them I can't go to lunch but if they would like to take me to dinner after work I would be glad to meet them somewhere
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    When they take me to dinner I really turn on the charm. and then I usually get them to take me home and have a great sex session.  Most of the time it is over in 15 minutes.  Some time all I do is suck there dick and make them cum.  After a couple of dates i ask him to help me with my sick mother.  I tell them that I need $20,000.00 for my moms hip operation.  Most of the time I get money from them twice a month.

   In the past 2 years I have dated over 50 men from the bank. I have made over $200,000.00 in 2 years.  Now I am looking for the opporunity to make porn fuck movies. If you know anyone please give them my email address.

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