The whole thing started when my wife visited my daughter for the weekend and my other two sons was away for the weekend playing football for their school.   All of them left the Friday about noon and would only be back on the Sunday af-ternoon.

I have foreseen a drab weekend ahead of me where I had only my hand as a partner for some pleasure.   What a substitute for pussy.   For the rest I suppose I could go and play golf.   In end however I did not do any of the before mentioned activities.   Why?   You will find out if you read on.

I have taken out my porno magazines, Hustler Knave etc. and put them down on the table next to the sofa.   I have just taken off all of my cloths, lay down on the sofa and started playing with my cock when the phone started ringing.

Oh fuck, whom wants to speak to me know.   It will definitely not be a girl who wants to fuck.   I just do not hope it is somebody who wants to play golf.   I am not in the mood for golf as I have already started getting randy and have a huge hard-on.   I want to play with my cock and wank myself to a nice orgasm

It was Jokie, one of my youngest son’s girlfriends.   She wanted to invite me to a party.   The end of the story was that the party would take place at my home with only the two of us.   I have to supply all the drinks.

I just knew that I was going to fuck her tonight.   Oh boy, she wants only one thing and that is cock.   Why else would a young girl visit an old man of 58 who could be her father?    If not my son’s, then his fathers cock would just be as good .   Seeing that I know my son is one of the boys that have fucked many girls in his school, even in his room in our house.   That was the reason she wants to party with him alone.   However, let her come, I am ready for her and so is my cock.

I decided to leave the magazines just where they are, go, take a bottle of brandy, vodka and some mix, and put it on the table next to the magazines.   I had no choice but to wait for four thirty and you can believe me it was a long wait.   All I had to do was reading the magazines and you can believe me they make me as randy as hell.   I had to use all my willpower not to wank myself to a standstill.

At about 3:15 I decided I had better put on some clothes.   Surely, I could not receive a girl I hardly know in the nude. She might get frightened and ran away when she see my 11” cock.   Not that putting on clothes made any difference.   My cock was still very hard and it was clearly visible, as I was not wearing under-pants.   You could clearly see that I had a tremendous hard-on.

The front door bell rings at exactly half past three .   As I opened the door, I almost swallow my tongue.   In front of me was the most beautiful girl, fifteen years old, about 5’7’’, about 135 lbs and dressed in the smallest of tops and the smallest and tightest of hot pants.   The small top barely covers her 36C tits and I could clearly see that she was not wearing a bra.   Her nipples were standing erect and were clearly visible through the material of her top.   Her hot pants were so short and tight that her cunt lips were almost visible.

Believe me, it was a sight that would even give a marble statue a hard-on.   The girl with the perfect athletic figure, long blond hair that reaches to her middle, the bluest of blue eyes and the long tanned legs that are just going and going without end until it reaches up to her pussy.

If my cock had any thoughts of going to rest, it was drastically changed and it became even harder than before.   She must have seen it because she gave the nicest of smiles and ask me if I am not going to invite her in.   I invited her in and ask her to go through to the living room.

I almost came in my pants as I was walking behind her to the living room.   I could not wait any longer and when we entered the living room, I placed my hands around her middle from behind and pull her closer to me.   She stopped immediately and presses her back tight against me while I pushed my raging hard-on against her butt and found that it was nicely lodge between her buttocks.

“Oh, fuck Jokie, I cannot wait any longer,” I said as I place both my hands on her breasts.

She pressed her head against my chest, turn her face towards me and said,” Kiss me Hendrik.”

I lower my head and slowly press my lips softly against hers; I press my tongue against her lips and slowly move it across her lips.   After a while, she opened her mouth and presses her tongue inside my mouth.   Oh my God, I have never been kissed like this before.   I am not aware of anything except the warm, young body pressing against my body and cock and the tongue invading my mouth.   I pressed my cock even harder against her butt and could feel that she was pressing back while moving het butt slowly up and down against my cock.

I move my hands slowly under her top and take both her bare breasts in my hands.   I move my hands slowly over them, eventually took both her nipples between my fingers, and slowly and softly roll them between my fingers.   She moaned and I could feel her pressing her breasts harder against my hands.   I took het top and slowly pulled it off over her head that leaves the top part of her body completely bare.   After I removed her top, she turned around facing me and I got my first view of her magnificent bare breasts.   Oh, my God I have not seen anything nicer in my life.   The perfectly rounded stiff breasts with the nipples standing to attention and beg me to please come and play with them 

She took her breasts between her hands and while slowly moving her hands over them ask me, “Do you like them Hendrik.   They are my pride and joy and not bad for a girl of fifteen hey.”

“They are the most beautiful I have ever seen and I am so glad that they are mine tonight,” I said, “but lets not waste any more time I want to see the rest of you as well.”

“No I first want to take off your shirt and rub my hot breasts against your hairy chest.” She said and pull my T-shirt completely off over my head.   She then putts her arms around me and starts to kiss me again whilst rubbing her bare breasts from side to side against my hairy chest causing the nipples to became even harder.   I could feel them rubbing against my chest causing my cock to become even harder.

I move my lips slowly down her face over her neck until I reach her magnificent tits.   I first take the one nipple in my mouth and suck it softly and then I move to the other one and after a while back to the first one again.   Continuously sucking her nipples.   While kissing her breasts I moved my hands slowly down her body to her pants and when reaching it I began to slowly pull it down.

As I was pulling her pants down, I also move my lips down her body.   Slowly across her stomach, licking it with my tongue, down to her belly button where I spent a few moments moving my tongue in and around.   I could hear her breathing faster and she starts to moan softly.   As her pants reach her feet, my lips reach her pubic area and could I see her short blond pubic hairs and feel it with my lips.   Her pubic hair was nicely trimmed into an arrow pointing straight down to her treasure chest.   It was still very sparse and there was no way it could cover her full red cuntlips, wet with her juices, that was begging me to put my lips to them and kiss her to an orgasm.   By this time, she was really breathing heavy and I could feel her pushing her hips forward trying to push her cunt against my lips.

When reaching the junction between het legs, she opens them wide allowing my mouth and lips full access to her cunt.   When I place my lips over het cunt taken her whole cunt in my mouth she takes a deep breath and said, “Yesssss. Oh Yessss, eat my cunt.   No man has ever eaten my cunt.   Ohhh pleaseeeeee eat her.   Ohhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyy, please do not stop!”

With that, she places her hands on the back of my head and while pressing my face against her cunt she presses her hips forward forcing my lips and mouth against her wet cunt.   Oh my God! It feels so good.   The young teen cunt under my lips all wet and ready.   I start to lick her cunt from her ass right to her clit.   She presses my head even harder against het cunt moaning, “Oh Fuck I am dying.   I did not know anything could be so good.”

I could feel her whole body begins to tense up in anticipation of the approaching orgasm.   I take her whole pussy into my mouth again and press my tongue as deep as possible in her love hole.   I start to fuck her with my tongue.   Pushing him in as deep as possible and pulling him out softly licking over her clit.   In out in …………….    Her whole body starts to move in sinchronisation with my tongue and she starts to moan louder and louder.   I move my mouth from her cunt, take her pronounced clit softly between my lips, and move my tongue slowly over her clit while softly biting it with my teeth.   That was all she needs to push her over the edge and her whole body started shaking while she shouts: "I’m commiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnggggggggggggg! Oh, fuck, it is niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!   Eat my cunt. Oh yes eat her!   Oooooooooo!   Oooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Her orgasm was so intense that her legs collapsed and she lowered her body to the floor.   She then took my face, pulls it towards her lips, and started to kiss my lips that were wet from her love juices that also covered my whole face.   She then proceeds to lick all her juices from my face.   Shit, she really knows how to please her lover. 

After recovering her breath she said, “Stand up so that I can take off your pants.   I want to see your monster.   It must be really something judging from what I was ably to make out through your pants and feel against my body.”

 

I stood up and while kneeling down she started to pull my pants down.   Because of the agitated condition of my cock, my pants did not want to come off and she had to pull the elastic over my cock head.   As the pants clear my cock head she gasps, “My God what the hell is this?”   After pulling my pants off my cock she said,” Shit do you really fuck people with this?   How big is it?”

She did not wait for an answer but took it immediately in both her hands and slowly rub him up and down from the head down to my balls.   She then opened her mouth, bent forward and took my cock head into her mouth.

“You have to be careful, “I said.   “I am now so hot that I wouldn’t need much for to come in your mouth and then we will have to wait a long time before I will be able to fuck you properly.”

She took my cock out of her mouth and said,” It does not matter.   I want you to come in my mouth.   I want to feel your cock spurting in my mouth and taste your come."

She then took my cock again in her mouth and began to suck him in earnest.   She had initially some problems in getting my cock in her mouth.   She managed however, to work him deeper and deeper into her mouth until I eventually feel the head pushes against her throat and she started to gag.   She pulled her head back again, until only my cock head was in her mouth and play with her tongue around my head.   Then back into her throat again and out…..Every time she pushed it in her mouth it goes in deeper until I eventually feel my cockhead inside her throat and was she deepthroating me.   When she pulled it out again and plays with her tongue around his head, it was all I needed.   I could feel the pressure built up in my balls and I start to shoot deep in her throat. 

“Oh, my God it is soooooo nice!   Suck my cock you bitch! Suck it and eat my come! Aaaaaaaaaa! Aaaaaaaaaa!” I shouted as I was beginning to empty my balls while pressing all of my 11 inches in her mouth.   

After the second spurt, she moves her head back until my head was at her lips.   She opened her mouth so that I could see my cock spurting in her mouth.   When I stopped shooting, she closes her lips around my cock and sucks all my come out of my cock.   Believe me, she did not waste or spilled a drop.

My orgasm was so intense that my legs started to buckle and I had to sit down in front of her.   She bent forward and as we started kissing, she pushes my come that was still in her mouth into my mouth.   I have to say that was the first time I tasted my come like this and it tasted fucking good.

“Oh my God Hendrik this was fucking marvelous.   I want to keep on sucking your cock and drinking your come.   By thy way, I can now tell you that I was planning this weekend.   I know that Flip and your wife would be away for the weekend and that you will be all by yourself.   My friend, Annette, and I tried now for a long, long time to arrange something to get you for ourselves. She first noticed your huge cock at one of our athletics meetings last year.   You had a semi hard-on and it was clearly visible through your pants.   I planned this weekend with the sole purpose of you fucking me.”

“Such an old man as I?” 

“You might be old in years but you still have the body of a much younger man, no pot-belly and no pleats.   You still look like a man of 30 years.” 

“I am an old man yes.   I have just come and will have to wait for another hour or more before I will be ready again to fuck you,” I said, “If I was still a young man of 20 I would be able fuck you again in 5 minutes.” 

“I do not mind to wait a couple of hours.   You have such a nice plaything that will keep me busy.   I have not had enough time to really appreciate and inspect such a nice cock and this my first one ever.   We have enough time ahead of us to fuck as I will keep you company for the whole weekend.   No need to be in a hurry.   We also have to take it slow as Annette wants to join us on Saturday.   Do you mind?”

Who am I to object to the company of two young randy girls who want cock?

“Yes it is OK, provided I have enough energy left on Saturday.   Is my cock really the first one you were able to touch and feel and taste?   I did not think that you are still a virgin.”

“Yes I am still a virgin.   The only experience of sex I had was with Annette.   We always play with each others pussies and fingerfuck each other to multiple orgasms.”

“Oh my this is going to be the best weekend of my life.    To take a girl’s cherry is something I always wanted to do.   Even my wife was not a virgin when got married.   Can I tell you a secret as well?   This is the first time I am cheating on my wife.   The only sex I ever had with other woman was before my marriage and none of them was virgins.   But lets not waste anymore time.   Come here and let me eat your pussy.   I have 33 years to make up in one weekend.   I am going to make you come so many times that you will beg me to stop.   Come, take my cock, play with him, suck him, and see how soon you can give me a hard-on again so that I can fuck your cunt for real.    I cannot wait any longer to fuck you and make you a real woman with my cock.” 

  I made her lie down on the carpet and lie myself down next to her with my face at her pussy and my cock next to her face.   Although I have eaten her pussy before I was in such frenzy that I hardly had a good look at it.   I only noticed now how nice looking it was.   Clean shaven except the small arrow of blond hair pointing towards her centre.   The lips swollen, red, and wet.   I used my hands to pull her lips apart and then only did I see how small her fuckhole was.   This was going to be a real tight fuck for my 2,5” diameter cock.   I pushed my finger into her fuckhole and lower my mouth down to her clit and started to move him slowly over her clit while moving my finger in an out of her cunt.   

It was not very long before I feel her whole body starting to shake.   I could I hear her moaning, “Ohhhh Yesssssssss Fuck my cunt with your finger and tongue.   Ohhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, Yesssssssssssssss, Yesssssssssssssss I am cominngggggggg!”

I have eaten her pussy and she must have orgasm four or five times, who counts anyway.   In the meantime she has suck my cock and play with my balls whilst saying, “Oh you nice fucking thing, you are going to fuck me lots of times this weekend.”

With treatment like this there was no way that, I could not get into the mood again.   After an hour, or maybe two, who counts anyway, I could feel my cock rising to the occasion again and was she saying, “Ahh. Life again in your tool hey.   Looks to me as if he is the mood again to fuck me.”

She then took my cock in her mouth and I could feel him growing in her mouth until he was completely stiff again.

“I am going to fuck you now for real my girl and I am going to fuck you on the table in my bedroom in front of the mirror so that I can watch my cock entering your lovely cunt.   Do not think that it will be a quick fuck because I am going to take a long, long time to reach another orgasm.”

With this, I pick her up and carry her to the table in my bedroom.   The table was standing in front of a wall-to-wall mirror where I can watch us in detail fucking.   I put her down on my bed and first throw a blanket over the table.   I picked her up and put her down on the table in such a position so that her cunt was clearly visible from the mirror.

“Oh my god that is going to be nice,” she said, “My first fuck from a real cock and being able to watch it.   Oh, yes I cannot wait any longer. Please put your big cock into my wet cunt, pleasseee!”

The other reason why I have chosen the table is that when a woman lies on it het cunt is properly lined up with my cock when standing next to the table.   My wife and I had many fucking sessions on this same table.   As she was lying down on the table she lifts her legs, opens them and say,” Bring your hard cock and put him into my wet and ready cunt.”

“Stop talking your bitch and let us fuck.” I said while taking my aching cock in my hand and moving him slowly towards her waiting cunt.   As my cock was moving towards her cunt, I noticed her watching it in the mirror.   I pushed the head of my cock against her cunt and slowly move the head up and down on her slit, from her ass up to het clit whilst saying, “Here she is my cock, taste and feel her before entering.”

Her cunt was so wet that her juices were virtually dripping out of it.   I begin to slowly move my cock into her tight teen pussy. Oh shit her cunt is so tight that I wondered if my big cock will gain entrance.   She feels like a real young virgin, which never had a cock in her pussy.   Which I suppose was the case.   A finger after all is not a cock.

“Your cunt is so fucking nice and tight,” I said as I slowly pushed my cockhead against the entrance to her wet and ready cunt.   There was an initial resistance until I fell my cockhead slip slowly into her cunt.

“Ohhhh myyyyyyyyyyy” she moaned as my cock forced her cunt open.   It was a tremendous feeling. The tight wet cunt around my cockhead.   I have never experienced anything like this.   It was fantastic.

“Does it hurt,” I asked while waiting for her answer.

“Yes but not too much,” she said while moving her belly slightly down so that my cockhead pulls back a little bit.   “It feels as it if is going to tear my pussy.   However, it is also so fucking nice. I want to feel of him in my pussy.” She said while trying to move my cock deeper into her pussy.

I started to slowly pushed my cock deeper into her cunt.   I watch my cock slowly going deeper and deeper into her cunt and she even opened her legs wider to give us a better sight.   Oh my God, it is a fantastic feeling to watch my cock force open her tight cunt while slowly disappearing into her depths.   I did not penetrate very deep before I feel her hymen block any progress.

She was moaning softly and keep on saying, “Deeper, oh fuck yesss deeper.   Please fuck me good with the massive pole of yours.   I want to feel your balls against my ass.   Please fuck me so that I know I was been fuck.   Oh myyyyyyyyyyy. It is so fucking nice.”

When feeling her blockage I said to her, “I have to take your cherry now.   It is going to hurt, are you ready for it?”

“Yessssss oh Yesssssssss make me a woman.   Make me yours I want to be a woman.   Please take my cherry.   It is all yours.”

I put my hands on her ankles and opened her legs as wide as possible while simultaneously forced my cock into her cunt.   For a while I thought I was not going to break her cherry but after about two to three seconds I feel it tear and force I another three inches into her cunt.

“Owwwwwwwwwww, it hurts,” She shouts.   “Please stop!”

I stopped immediately and ask her, “Are you OK.   Do you want me to stop?”   I was also unsure what to do as it was my first cherry I have taken.

“No, do not stop.   Just give me a few seconds to recover.    I still want your cock deep in my pussy. I am now your woman you know.”

I could see that she was nearing another orgasm and told her, “Place your hands down at your cunt and play with your clit and my cock.”

As she moves her hands down, I really started to fuck her in earnest.   I push my cock in until my balls slapped against her ass and then pull out until only my head was in her cunt.   I watch her one hand playing with her clit and the fingers of the other hand softly rubbing my cock as it piston in and out of her cunt.

She only played about one minute with her clip before I feel her cunt clasping around my cock and her whole body start to shake.

Oeeeeeeeeeeee, fuck, can it be so nice.   Fuck me aster and deeper, I am cominnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggggggggg.   Yesssssssssssssss, Oh my God your cock is so magnificent, I want him in my cunt forever, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

I had difficulty preventing her from falling of the table or shaking my cock out of her cunt.   I was however not giving her any rest and really started to fuck her like a maniac.   I carry on pistoning my cock in and out with little circular movements and the occasional extra deep penetration that I keep deep in her cunt for about 5 to 10 seconds with little circular movements.   I could feel my cock pressing against her cervix.   Oh, my it was so fucking hot and awesome.   It was the best fuck I have ever had.   The sweat is pouring of me from exertion but I keep up my pace.   You can believe me she knows she is being fukced.

I did not count how many times she orgasm, but it was not less than 4 times before I feel the telltale built up in my cock and know that my own orgasm is fast approaching and that I am going to cum deep, deep in her cunt.   Thinking about it increase my pleasure even more and say I, “I am going to come now deep in your cunt.   I want to spray my come deep in your lovely, hot cunt.”

“Oh fuck Hendrik fuck me with your big cock.   I cannot take it anymore; I am feeling as if I am going to die.   Yesssssss, I want to feel your hot seed deep in my cunt.   Fuck me harder. Fuck me, oh God fuck meeeeeeeee!”

When shouting she once again clamped her cunt tight around my cock ant this increase in pressure as well as her hand stroking my cock was enough to push me over the edge and orgasm I with a tremendous feeling and couldn’t I help to shout my joy, “Here is my seed your nice cunt, feel it inside you and feel it deep inside you.   Feel my cock spurting my live giving seed in you.   Feel it spurt in your cunt.   Oooooooooo, fuck, it is sooooooooooooooooo nice, Oooooooooooooo, sooooooooooooooooo!"

At the same time she also shouted; "I feel you cummming! Sooooooooooooooooo,    Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, I am cumminnnnnnnnngggggggg, Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

My legs had no more power to hold me and I bent forward until I lay on top of her.   She put her arms around me; kiss me and moving her hands over my back.

“Thank you darling this was tremendous.   Much, much better than what I expected,” she said.   “I do not know what I am going to do now because you have introduced me to the pleasures of the flesh and I want your cock in me all the time.”

She pushed me off her, turned around and starts to suck my cock and balls clean while I lick all my come out of her cunt.

I have no more energy left and told her that we must now go and find something to eat and go to bed and sleep so that I can recuperate before Saturday morning.   Let me tell you it was quite arousing watching a beautiful young naked girl of 15 years preparing something to eat.   If I were any younger, I would have fucked her right there in the Kitchen.   I was however standing behind her and playing the whole time with her beautiful breasts.

Saturday?   Well that is another story I will tell you later all about.   Two girls of 15!!!!!!!!! 

 

to be continued ...

please give me comments on my first story . it is 100% true.

The soft whisper of Brianna’s voice trickled in the room from the baby monitor on the dresser on Paul’s side of the bed.

 

“Shhhhh. Shhhhh. It’s okay. It’s ok. Here you go.”

 

The slight coo of the baby carried through the monitor and Paul smiled. Turning his head to his left, he looked at the crazy mop of hair that belonged to his wife. Her face was a mushy mess. He chuckled. She was lying in a pool of her own drool. Out like a light. Turning back the covers, he slowly got out of bed. Looking down at the receiver and its blinking red light he heard the soft humming of a loving mother. The clock beside it read 1:37 a.m.

 

Two weeks had passed since he and Brie first made love. It took them two more days to recover. Since then they were constantly touching. The late night “talks” had resumed, much to Janet’s delight, but this time there was a lot less teasing and a lot more fucking. The sex between them was intense, not as intense as that very first time, but intense nonetheless and he had learned how to be gentler with her. Over the last two weeks, she only peed on herself one other time, much to her embarrassment. But he explained it was probably due to the fact she just had a baby and her muscles were weak; if not that then he’ll simply take it as one hell of a compliment that he could make her lose so much control. His words helped and she let go some of the embarrassment.

 

Reaching over, he flipped the little switch on the receiver to off. With one look back at his wife, he left their bedroom and journeyed across the hallway. She was sitting on the rocking chair next to the bed with the baby in her arms. Little Jessie looked so peaceful as she fed. Brie looked up as he entered the room. He closed the door behind him and smiled as he took a seat on the bed and watched. She was humming “hush little baby” as she rocked back and forth. She looked tired, sleepy, as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Nothing was said for a long while. Then sensing, as well as feeling that the baby was asleep, she got up from her chair and carefully placed Jessie back into the crib.

 

Once she tucked little Jessie in, she then turned toward her father, patiently waiting by the bed. Pulling the sleeve from her left arm down so that both breasts were now exposed, she took a seat beside him and then leaned back and lay back on the bed. Paul followed her down and latched on to the newly exposed nipple.

 

“Ahhh,” she gave a soft cry. She lifted her skirt up her thighs making room for him. The white cotton grown slid up with ease and he moved between her legs. He untied his robe belt as he continued to suck. She helped him remove it from his shoulders and slid it off until it hit the ground. Since he always slept naked there was nothing else. He was naked, but she was not. Her gown bunched up against her waist and he slid home. She was already wet, feeding the baby always made her wet. He munched and nibbled on her nipples and he slowly slid in and out of her body. Her hands wrapped around his shoulders, feeling his body move against hers.

 

He suddenly turned and changed their positions. Now she was on top as he bit all around the curve of her breasts. The scratching of his teeth against the tender sensitive skin felt so good.

 

“Ride me. I want to see you move.”

 

Taking a deep breath, she leaned back and readjusted her legs. She looked down at him. For the first time she saw the beginning of stray gray hairs at his temples. His face looked as rugged and handsome as ever, but small little lines she had never seen before were now around his eyes and the corners of his mouth. He watched her as she watched him. His hands moved from her hips, up her body to her breasts and he stroked her nipples. She moaned, tilted her head back and began to grind her pussy on his cock, riding him as she pleased, taking control, working him so that he hit the exact spot she wanted and needed.

 

She enjoyed the moment, feeling the hard rod buried deep inside her body, stroking the deep cave of her pussy. His fingers massaged her breasts, squeezing. Milk slid from the tips and ran down his hands and bounced up and down on his body. She was sighing with each slide. They were little sighs, barely noticeable, but there.

 

“I love you, Daddy.”

 

The milk flowed from her like a spring, sliding down his hands and her breasts to her stomach, intermingling with her sweat as it made its way to her pussy bush and dipped down further. What milk that didn’t slide down her body fell on him, on his face, his neck, his chest, coating them both as she fucked him.

 

“Oh baby girl, that’s it. Work that pussy, ride daddy’s dick. Oh, god, you feel so fucking good.”

 

She leaned forward and they kissed.  They kissed as if drawing breath from one another, lips tightly locked, never letting up. He bit her hard and licked away the pain as she cried out. He bit his way down her cheek to her neck, and down until he could go no farther. She did the same, kissing his jaw, finding his collarbone and sucking on the bone where it protruded beneath his skin. He lifted up, they both sat facing each other and still she moved, riding him softly. He continued to chew on her nipples, drinking the remaining juice as he squeezed it from her body. Then he fell back, letting her take control again, watching as her body shined before him, moving to its own rhythm, lost in its own dance of sensation. He felt like he was going to have a heart attack.

 

“Faster,” he ordered and she leaned over him.

 

Her arms reached out to brace herself, giving her more leverage and control as she rocked faster against him. Her hair, once tied back by string she had taken from a pair of old drawstring pants, came lose and flowed free as she fucked him. His hands found the crack of her ass and, repeating a move she performed on him, his pinky slid inside her to the first knuckle as she moved with a smooth precision over his body, drawing out the fuck as long as possible. Her breathing was short and quick, but the rhythm was steady. He watched her as she closed her eyes, feeling what his cock was doing to her pussy, using it for all its worth. He loved that she loved his cock so much, that she took so much joy from it. Her pleasure seemed to define him as a man. She was meant for this, born for this — this moment of pleasure involving just him and her.

 

“Oh, Daddy. Nothing ever felt this good.”

 

He lay back and did nothing; just taking the beauty of her in as she rose higher and higher, taking him with her. His hand dug into her hip as he felt his control slipping. Tension rose in his body as it began to hum, desperate for release. She felt it and bounced faster and harder, increasing the fuck, bringing them closer. She rode him again and again until he now was lifting her, pushing her up and down on his cock. Using her body to fuck his dick. Up and down, up and down until she had to do nothing at all. The control was no longer hers and she didn’t mind. She heard him moan at one point and felt moisture erupt inside of her, flowing into her body, then seeping down, out of her and flowing back onto his cock as she lunged downward and pushed his cum out of her pussy. Soon, she felt her reality begin to give in…give in…give in and finally her world exploded around her.

 

“I don’t think I would ever get tired of fucking you, Brie. It’s just too perfect.”

 

She smiled and she sank onto his body, absorbing his heat and strength.

 

“I love you too, Daddy.”

 

*****

 

 

 

He slowly closed the bedroom door and slid into the spot next to his wife. Looking over to his left, he saw the crazy mop that was her hair. The smooth line of her back met his glaze.

 

She had turned over while he was away.

 

His heart began to pound and a sickening dread began to fill his chest, weighting down his heart. A certain…certainty began to invade his mind. The kind only developed when a person knows their spouse and their habits, sometimes better than they know their own. Janet was a very sound sleeper. When Brie was a baby, nine out of ten times he was the one who cared for her needs because Janet could sleep like the dead. After her head hit the pillow she rarely — very rarely — moved from that spot until she awoke the next morning. She never, if ever, rolled over in her sleep. Now there is a possibility that he could be wrong; that the feeling inside of his body was created by that part of his conscious that dictated right from wrong but—

 

“Night, my angel. Sleep tight. Mommy will see you in the morning.”

 

He jerked so hard the bed bounced. He felt like he had been shot. His head swirled around so fast he almost got whiplash. There, on the desk, blinking like a demonic red eye, winking at him in evil glee was the light of the receiver and the sound that came from it was that of Brie’s voice.

 

He heard the sound of the baby’s door open and close. As if having x-ray vision, he looked at the wall and moved his head, following her progression down the hall. A series of squeaks from the floorboards told her location until finally her door opened and she entered her bedroom right next to theirs. There was complete silence. His forehead was covered with a small blanket of sweat. Pulling the covers up to his chin, he slowly sank down into his bed. He couldn’t look at his wife again. He just laid there.

 

He just laid there.

 

*****

 

 

 

He opened his eyes the next morning to the bright light shining through his room. He slowly stretched his body awake. Turning, he saw the empty spot on his wife’s side of the bed and the memory of last night hit him like a runaway train. He sat up, took a deep breath and looked at the space. He needed to talk to Brianna.

 

It was Saturday and, luckily, his day off. After showering and brushing his teeth he went downstairs to the kitchen. Janet was loading up the dishwasher. The table was filled with food and Brianna was making silly sounds to the baby as she fed her mushy cereal.  He walked up to Janet and wrapped his arms around her waist and gave her a hug from behind. She paused, letting the water run over the pot. It was a small second, barely noticeable, but maybe because he was looking for it, he noticed. She stiffened slightly, but it only lasted for a moment. Then she let loose and her body sank into his. She turned her head toward him and their lips met in a kiss, sweet like syrup.

 

“I go in today.”

 

“Okay, but you’re off tomorrow, right?”

 

“Yes.”

 

He licked the tip of her nose. “Then we can spend the day together, just you and me. Perhaps have dinner?”

 

She smiled. It was a charming smile, but a bit sad. She agreed and moved out from the circle of his arms and went to the table. Leaning over the baby, she gently kissed her forehead and then Brie’s cheek.

 

“I’ll see you later, girls.”

 

“Bye, mom.”

 

He sat down at the table and watched her prepare to leave.

 

*****

 

 

 

“Something wrong, Daddy?”

 

He took a deep breath before answering. “I think she knows.”

 

I froze. Cereal fell from the spoon onto the floor. Following his glaze, I looked out the window and watched mother get into the car.

 

“What should we do?”

 

“Back off. Just for a little while.”

 

“You think we can?” The door slammed and she started the car and waited for it to warm up.

 

He didn’t answer. I sighed and turned to face him.

 

“I don’t want to hurt her either. I love her as much as you do, but it’s going to be hard. All right. All right. I need to get used to the idea. No sex. I guess I need to start wearing bras again.”

 

“I guess.”

 

He looked over at me and down my body. His eyes seemed riveted with my chest, my E cups, filled to the max.

 

“You’re leaking.” His eyes never left my hardening tips.

 

“What?” He looked up and in his eyes I saw more lust than any man should have for one so forbidden.

 

“Your breasts. They’re dripping. You’d better be careful. You might ruin your top.”

 

My mouth formed a silent ‘O.’ Looking down, I saw the growing dots, evenly spaced on my shirt. Reaching down, I found the bottom of my top and pulled it over my head, exposing myself — my tender juicy breasts.

 

“Is that better?”

 

“Yeah.” His whispered. I think he was only half listening. I softly chuckled.

 

“And I repeat—do you think we can?”

 

Again, he didn’t answer. Instead, he watched as a drop of milk formed at the center of my right nipple and began a slow descent down the curve of my breast, pausing, hovering at the edge of that curve, threatening to fall.

 

The car pulled out of the driveway. His attention broke and he looked up. Within a few seconds Janet was gone.

 

She was gone.

 

He turned back to peer at my wet nipples. I watched as he reached out and caught the sweet substance on the tip of his finger. He brought that finger to his lips. His tongue struck out, tasting. He looked up at me then. Somewhere along the line I stopped breathing and when his eyes met mine with that look — you know the one — I took an involuntary breath. Finally…

 

“Yeah. Why not?”

 

His voice had turned back into that growl again. My pussy clamped together. He exuded sex.

 

“Besides,” he continued. “We don’t have a choice.”

 

Brice was a well built guy. About 5`7, muscular, blonde hair, blue eyes, and could make anygirl swoon. I completely forgot that I invited him over that day as I saw him just standing in the doorway. I must have forgotten to lock the doors and he just let himself in. I was a little nervous that he would be upset, but he walked over and layed down next to me. We stared into each others eyes. I could tell he wanted to fuck because he started to move closer and closer. Soon, I was laying on top of is bare chest as he pulled me tank top over my head. This had showed my see through, lace braw, with my nipples hard. I lay down on his chest, breast pressing against him, kissing his chest as he undid my bra. Still sitting on him, I brought my chest up as he slowly removed my bra. We just stared at eac other until a few moments later he began to caress my bare, breats, tugging at my hard tits. I slowly pulled away and slid down to unbotton his pants with my teeth. Rubbing my breasts against his legs I removed his boxers. Sliding up, I saw his fully erect dick. It seemed 8 knches long and it was making my pussy get wet.I got off the bed and stood up, pulling his hang slowly with me.

I brought him into my parents bathroom and he pushed me against the wall with great force. He started kissing my neck down to my pussy applying more and more pressure. My head fully back, breathing heavily, I run my hands through his think, blonde hair as he begins to lick my clint. I moaned with pleasure and ran my fingers down his back. Soon, and my pussy was throbbing so hard and was so wet. I pushed him away and onto the floor. I kissed everywhere where I knew he would have a pressure point and soon got down to his 8-inch erected penis. Few seconds later, my full, plump lips are around his penis, with my tongue teasing the head of his penis. I look up and I can see him breathing, resisting to show how much pleasure he was in. As I start stroking his dick he screams " I'm....... about.... ahhhhhhhh... to cum " Before I knew it, cum filled my mouth and was runnning down my face.

We were slowly moving are way around the house and finally back into my parents bed. I was getting really horny so I layed ontop of him whispering flirtingly into his ear, "I want you to fuck me. Hard as you can. But be easy, I'm new to this " I nibbled his ear until he turned me onto my back. I was dying in extasy as I felt his cock inserting into my tight vagina. Slow at first, he gradually began to go faster, applying more pressure. I moaned in delight as i began to touch my own breasts, holding myself up with my elbows.....

I'll continue this if you tell me what you think

I slowly rub my cock against your wet opening, not penetrating, but making you want me even more. Biting, kissing, and licking your neck and your breasts while I rub my body against yours. Grabbing your hair and pulling your head backwards so I can kiss your throat more easily as you thrust against my hard cock, but still I do not penetrate you.

You want to jump on top of me and force my hard cock inside of you; you want it so bad you scream. Holding your hands, I finally thrust myself inside of you with one hard sure stroke. Thrusting inside of you slowly, every back stroke pulling out to the tip of my cock, then thrusting back inside as deep as I can. You get close to your orgasm, and I stop and just thrust the tip of my cock in and out of you. You moan and scream and thrust against me, forcing me deep inside of you, as I start to fuck you hard and fast. You’re about to cum, but I pull out and stop, and just look deep into your eyes as you moan and tell me to keep going.

I lick my way down your body, down your stomach, licking past your pussy to your inner thighs. Letting my tongue play around your pussy, licking to the left, and to the right, without going inside of you, sliding my hands under your ass and squeezing you, licking up towards your clit and when I get their I lick on it, and nibble on it, and suck on it. I don’t force my tongue between your lips though. When you get close to coming again I stop licking you, and again look deep into your eyes.

I start to fuck you again, my cock sliding in and out of you hard and fast. Grabbing you by the hips and pulling you down with every thrust. I lift your legs to my shoulders and thrust into you as hard and as fast as I can, making you cum multiple times before I shoot my hot load of cum deep inside of you.

''WHAT are you doing?'' i heard a voice say to my left it was the other girl in the green top and short's

''uuurrmmm i urrrmmm''my cock still in my hand

the girl saw my cock and said ''mmmmmm your watching my friend pee and wanking while you watch'' she put her hand to her chin as though she was deciding what to do then smiled and said ''please let me have a go?''

i was stunned but before i could answer she was beside me and her warm young fingers slid around my cock ''my your big and so hard'' she stated, all i could do is stand there and enjoy the feeling as her other hand cupped my full balls and sqeezed gently, it felt so good.i was sudenly aware of the other girl on her knees at my feet her tougue licking at my now leaking cock eye.

''dose he taste good?'' the girl in green asked

''yeah now get down here and give me a hand''she snapped

the girl in green dropped so her eager mouth could close around my balls making my cock jump with pleasure.

the girl in the red top stood up and holds my face and ask's ''do you know how old i am?''

''no i don't'' i replyed

''well i'm 16 and my friend who's has your cock deep in her mouth is not going to be 16 for another 3 weeks! i hope it feels good cos that's all your going to get off of her!but me i'm going to let you play with my hot wet pussy'' i smiled as my hand stroked the front of her red t-shirt her nipples already hard to the touch''mmmmmmmmm she moaned that feels good'' she pulled up her shirt and told me to suck her nipples, i was finding it so hard to not stop and relish in the pure sexual delight of her friends eager mouth.

''hey'' she said ''don't forget me!'' pulling my head down onto her nipple, my hand now slowly pulling up her skirt my mind racing knowing those white panties where inches away.my fingers brushed her panties and i could feel my balls tighten and my cock harden''i'm going to cum''i panted''she'll take it all she loves spunk, with that my cock exploded into her throat her head jammed my cock deep into her throat as every last drop of cum was consumed,my still haed cock was cleaned by her tongue which just made me harder!

''yes thats it rub my clitt''i had been rubbing her clit through her panties and not known it,her juices filled my hand as her hips moved in time with fingers, she started to shudder and i felt her hold on to me.''oh shit, oh shit i'm cumming!!''she shouted and i felt her cunt lips pulse around my fingers and her juices covering my hand

''they must be over here!''i heard a voice shout. the 2 girls looked at each other sorted there clothes out smiled and ran into the tree's, thus ended a very horny but to short peice of my life

Violet said, “Oh, hi, Honey.”

“Hi,” she replied.

“What are you up to?”

Honey said, “I just came out of Mr. Master’s office.”

Violet smiled at her and said, “Did he give you a lesson?”

“Yeah, how do you know?”

Violet smiled brightly and said, “Well, he gave me the same lesson.”

Honey giggled and said, “I see.”

Yes, it had been in her first year of school nearing the end of the semester. Mr. Masters had caught her smoking a cigarette on school grounds. All the girls thought the teacher was hot, so when he offered to exchange his silence for sex, she quickly agreed and fucked him on his office desk.

But it was a little embarrassing admitting it to Honey. Honey seemed slightly embarrassed too. Neither could hold eye contact very long and they couldn’t think of anything else to talk about.

For some odd reason, Violet got the urge for a cigarette even though she knew it wasn’t allowed and that was the reason she was fucking Mr. Masters in the first place.

She said, “Do you know of anywhere to smoke around here?”

Honey said, “Why don’t you try that employee’s bathroom? There’s never anybody there.”

“Okay, thanks.”

They said goodbye and Violet turned around to leave. As expected, the bathroom was empty.

Violet sat down to pee as she removed a cigarette from a fresh pack and lit it up. The smoke felt good filling her lungs, but she was still trying to figure out why she had done it. She wanted one, but it wasn’t like she was having a nicotine fit. She could have waited until break time.

She started thinking about the way Mr. Masters had caught her not more than four months ago and propositioned her for sex not knowing that she and half the female population would have gladly fucked him for nothing. It was funny, but it made her not want to get caught again so she quickly got up, tossed it down the toilet, and flushed.

She pulled up her skirt and panties and washed her hands. She was about to leave, but for some reason that she didn’t understand, she wanted to keep smoking, so she went back in the stall and lit up another one.

Meanwhile, probably the one and only teacher in the building who ever used that bathroom just happened to get lightheaded earlier that morning. Most often he got lightheaded when he hadn’t had enough fluids, so he just happened to spend a good portion of the morning drinking water. Water just happened to make him pee five times as often as his usual beverages, so he just happened to be making his fourth trip back to the bathroom that day.

It had been less than an hour since he’d been there and he knew he hadn’t smelled cigarettes before. As he walked down the hall, the stench got stronger. It led him right to where he was going.

“Hello,” he called as he entered the restroom. “Anybody in here?”

Violet didn’t say shit. She climbed on top of the toilet seat so he wouldn’t be able to see her legs if he looked under the stall.

Unfortunately, it didn’t work. Mr. Harris followed his nose to the stalls and started pushing them open until he got to hers.

“Ah-hah,” he said when he saw the young lady in a skirt kneeling on the toilet seat holding the evidence. “I caught you smoking in the…you’re not even supposed to be in here. This is an employee’s restroom. What are you doing, young lady? What’s your name?”

He took out a pen and pad to write it down. He knew students were known to lie about the names so he asked for her college I.D.

“I don’t have it with me,” Violet lied.

That only made it worse because it was also a rule that students have their I.D. at all times when on school grounds. “Well, I’m definitely going to have to report you. What’s your name?”

“You can’t report me,” Violet pleaded.

“Yes, I certainly can. I know what you look like. All I have to do is go to the office and look at all the computer photos and…can you please put that out? This is an employee’s bathroom. You’re in serious trouble. This could effect your graduation, young lady.”

Violet had taken another puff of her cigarette. She wasn’t trying to provoke him, but the anxiety of the situation had gotten to her and now she really needed a hit.

But then she started to relax. She’d come up with an idea. As she stepped off the toilet, she said, “This can’t effect my graduation.”

“Yes, I’m definitely going to have to report this. This is a fire hazard. There’s no smoking in this bathroom at all.”

He continued to ramble about how much trouble she was in, but Violet stopped listening. She put the cigarette in the toilet and flushed it.

The evidence was gone.

She looked him square in the eye, and with the look of utter victory on her face, she said, “I can just say that you’re molesting me.”

Mr. Harris was about to say something, but Violet started yelling like she was getting raped. Mr. Harris begged for her to shut up. It was a bullshit claim and he knew it wouldn’t stick but accusations went a long way. He didn’t want to be bothered with that for the rest of his life.

“I suppose we could let it go this one time, but don’t let me catch you in here again.”

Violet was smiling for three reasons. One, she was off the hook. Two, she was having fond memories from when Mr. Masters had caught her smoking and then ended up giving her the best fuck of her life. The third reason was that she was in control.

“Actually,” she said, “I could probably get you to do whatever I wanted.”

She wanted him to hop on one leg. He refused and she started screaming again so he did it.

That’s when everything started making sense. She’d gotten the urge to smoke because of the conversation with Honey. She went back to smoke some more because, subconsciously, she was hoping to get caught. She wanted to fuck another teacher at school. It was so naughty and exciting the first time that she wanted to relive it.

She said, “I think you should do something else too. I think you should lick my nipple.”

She pulled the upper part of her shirt down, revealing her A-cup tits. Violet was a thin woman with a thin build. Not what Mr. Harris would normally go for, but seeing her tit and erect nipple put his little head in control.

He tried to resist though. He knew it was wrong. She was a student, and even though she was over eighteen, she was far younger than him. But Violet started screaming again, so he immediately started sucking her tit.

Violet started moaning. Her tits were small, which made them ultra sensitive.

When he stopped, she said, “Now you can do something else for me.”

She raised her skirt and started lowering her panties. She stared him in the eye. She loved the anxiety on his face. She could tell he was at war with himself. He wanted her—that much was obvious—but he was afraid of getting caught. It was amusing and stimulating simultaneously.

“We could get caught in here,” he said.

“I know, but I want it and I’m gonna get it.” She wriggled completely out of her panties and dropped them on the floor.

“Okay, but just don’t make any noise. Okay?”

“Okay,” she whispered sexily.

She climbed onto the toilet seat. She leaned back and spread her legs. Her pussy hair was tapered into a triangle pointing to her clit, which is exactly where she wanted Mr. Harris’ mouth.

He went down on her. Her legs tensed up. She had to fight off a scream of passion; it came out sounding more like a guttural moan.

Mr. Harris was a damn-good pussy eater. As time went past, he was making it harder to keep quiet. He was finger-fucking her and swirling his tongue in circles around her clit as he sucked and slurped on it.

She had a really good orgasm. That didn’t help with keeping her quiet either.

He stopped after she’d cum in his mouth. He stood up and said, “Is that good enough?”

“Actually, I was after something else.” She got up and started taking his belt loose.

“We shouldn’t do this. This is most unusual. We could get caught—”

“No it’s okay,” she said, and continued trying to get to his cock.

When she did, she quickly found out that there was at least a few inches of him that didn’t have a problem with sex in school. His cock was hard as a brick and pulsing in her hand as she pulled it out.

She dropped to her knees. She put her lips around the head, gave it a powerful suck, and started bobbing up and down on it.

“Ohhh,” moaned Mr. Harris trying to keep quiet. “You’re sure you won’t tell anybody about this?” he whispered.

“As long as you don’t tell anybody about me smoking.”

Fair enough, he thought as he pushed his pants all the way down. He lifted his shirt to give Violet better access to his cock and also so he could watch her sucking him off.

“Oh, that does feel good,” he said.

How many times had she done this? To be so young, Violet seemed to know a lot about sucking dick. She was sucking him hard but he never felt a single tooth. She was masturbating the part that couldn’t fit in her mouth, and even twisting her head on his member as she took it in and out of her wet hole. She must have started when she was really young to be so good at it already, he thought.

“You never even told me your name,” Mr. Harris stated.

“Violet,” she said, and then she stuffed his cock back in her mouth and kept sucking for all she was worth.

“You know, smoking really isn’t good for you, Violet.”

Referring to the cock in her mouth, she said, “This can’t be either.” She chuckled and went back to work.

Mr. Harris took his shirt and tie off. Violet wanted to be in control so he let her. He leaned against the wall and let her suck his cock until she was ready to fuck.

When she was, she shut the door first and locked it. She got totally naked and so did he.

For a thin woman, Violet had a great figure. She was shapely and had some sexy abs. She looked a lot better naked than with clothes on. She actually looked womanly and very fuckable.

Mr. Harris sat on the stall. Violet came in, turned around, and sat on his dick. It went straight up her pussy.

They both started moaning like crazy. It felt so good. His cock was big and rock-hard. Her pussy was soaking wet and tight like the rest of her body. It was the perfect combination for a good fuck.

“That feels good,” said Mr. Harris.

“You feel good…for a teacher.”

“Actually, I’m the administrator.”

“That’s even better.”

She closed her eyes. She bounced on his cock for a long time. She was moaning and relishing the feel of it penetrating her hole and stretching out her slippery pussy walls.

But her legs got tired in that position. She said, “We’re gonna have to move.”

He followed her out of the stall. She went to the sink and propped one of her legs on it, putting her in a great position to get fucked from behind.

Violet loved doggy style. It was so erotic. It made her feel the most like a slut during sex and feeling like a slut was what made sex best to her.

Mr. Harris licked his fingers and spread saliva on his dick and along her pussy. He put it inside.

“Ohh, mmm, ohhh,” said Violet. She was crying out and whimpering like a baby.

Somewhere along the line, they managed to make their way to the floor. Violet was riding him. She was taking him in long strides so she could feel his cock penetrating her deeply.

They were going all out. It got to the point that Mr. Harris had lost all of his inhibitions. He was still trying to keep quiet, but he wasn’t telling Violet to quiet down anymore.

He was fucking her in a lot of positions, just tossing her light-weight body around like she was a rag doll. He fucked her standing up for a long time.

It felt really good, but it seemed tiresome. Violet asked, “How long can you do this for?”

“Until you learn not to smoke in here. Are you gonna smoke in here anymore?”

“Of course I am if it means meeting you here.”

“Okay, every Thursday at ten o’clock,” he joked.

But she was right. He was getting tired so he dropped to the floor and continued pummeling her cunt without missing a beat.

She begged for it doggy style. He bent her over on the floor and started thrusting into her. She was moaning loudly and looking over her shoulder trying to watch him fucking her.

Both of them fed from each other’s lust, their passion growing by the second. Violet yelled louder as an intense orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy began to spasm.

Mr. Harris could feel it contracting and gushing on his cock. It was enough to send him over the edge.

He pulled his dick out. Violet had a tattoo of a butterfly on the small of her back. He aimed for it.

Cum sprang free. Her ass and lower back were splattered with cum.

Violet gave him time to get his composure back. Then she said, “So you won’t tell; I won’t tell?”

“Deal,” said Mr. Harris. He thought about it, then added, “And no more smoking in here.”

ËœOh, bollocks"she said as she reached over to push me.

But I grabbed her and turned it to a long kiss by pulling her into my chest.

ËœSteve, You are a randy bastard. And I'm going to get my own back on you."

ËœIs that a threat or a promise?" I smiled at her.
Emma still wanted to play. It was easy, she knew where I was going, and I wasn't in any rush to get there. Not to mention, I was still in a daze from seeing her drop to her knees to entice me. I could still see her tenderly stroking my thighs and across my raising cock.

Emma's eyes sliding shut told me that what she was doing was not only practiced, but also pleasurable for us both. I did see her gaze up at her from your knees. Not so much to seek approval, but to let me see the gleam in her eyes.
Knowing I would jump at the chance to explore her body, she was intentionally easing. Although I was still intoxicated from watching her  panties, while she were still wearing them, and I could still see her finger searching for the crotch I was able to feel her presence, her mouth now licking my cock end.
The seduction went wordlessly, mostly because I was stroking her head. Revelling in her beauty, scent and sensuality. I leaned in to kiss her, cupping her face and gazing longingly into her eyes.

My eyes slid shut and my tongue snaked out to tentatively taste Emma’s lips. Running across them before diving into her mouth. The entire time became a blur in that moment. I'm not sure at what point my hands strayed from her face, but they managed to find their way first to her breasts, then further south between her thighs. Emma’s hands were no less curious as they explored the back of my neck under my hair. Shortly after gliding down my back, they were firmly grasping my ass. Squeezing it, as if gauging the ripeness of a melon. The transition between the room and my bed seemed instantaneous. After we stripped each other, I told her I wanted to give her a massage. She dug into a nearby drawer, which happened to contain several containers of scented oils, and handed me one before lying down on her stomach before me. I poured the oil into my palms, warming it in my hands before rubbing it into her silken skin. A low moan escaped Emma’s lips as I untied the knots and released the kinks in her small muscles. I concentrated mostly on her back, neck and shoulders, but occasionally wandered through the valley of her tight buttocks. She was alive under my touch, and at the same time drifting away.

My fingers danced down her spine, across the peaks and valleys of her back. Past her buttocks, headed south to her thighs. Putting my thumbs on the pressure points just below her bum, allowing my forefingers to graze her sex. Teasing her as I relaxed her leg muscles. As relaxed as she was though, she were becoming restless. Her mind focused on the real reason that she didn't want nice any more.

Slowly she rolled over under me. She pulled me in for a kiss before telling me to lie down. We changed positions, as I lay down under her my erection straining to touch the ceiling she reminded me what she had said. ËœIts revenge for Tara time!"

A wicked grin formed on her lips as she told me to roll over. Emma grabbed my cock playfully as I rolled over hiding it from view and presenting her with my ass. She picked up the oil, and drizzled it from some height down my back, and into my crack. As she pressed down on me, working the oil into my skin she also, possibly intentionally, made my cock grind into the bed. As her fingers worked the oil into the crack of my ass she had me almost involuntarily humping the sheets. I was moaning quite loud, and she was enjoying the anticipation she were building in my body.
ËœGetting excited are we?" she asked in a little girl voice.
I was chewing on your pillows when she stopped touching me. Afraid to look up as I heard her open a drawer. I knew what she was getting. I was quivering with anticipation yet I dared not move. I knew she was lubing it up and putting it on. I was unconsciously arching my back upwards searching for what I knew was to come. Whimpering pitifully as the sheets grazed my cock, every nerve heightened and threatening to make me cum uncontrollably.

I felt the bed shift as she positioned herself. I tensed slightly as her inner thighs touched the outside of my thighs. Leaning forward, her hands on my shoulders bracing herself. The cool slippery tip of the toy she chose to wear suddenly touching my spine, above my ass. Teasingly dragging it lower, she swiped it between my cheeks like a credit card without actually penetrating me. I was pushing back against her, shifting onto my knees as she backed up to let me do so. Reaching around with a lubed hand she caressed my cock. I humped forward into her hand, forgetting what was looming large behind me momentarily.

Emma reminded me by leaning forward, wedging the tip between my cheeks. Her hand subtly sped up, and I wanted to rock between the strap-on and her hand but she held me still with two words. Lying across my back, as the pebbles of her nipples dug into my back, she breathed into my ear "hold still.”

She released my cock from her grip, leaving me pulsing and on the verge of release. I folded my hands in front of me and laid my head on them forming a perfect right triangle with the bed as a base. She suddenly smacked my ass causing me to jerk back and impale myself further on her new sex. Grabbing both my cheeks and spreading me she slowly leaned forward, easing into me. Pausing every so often to allow me to adjust to her invasion. My only movement was the rippling of my ass from her playful smacks, and the twitching of my cock, which cooled only slightly since her letting go of it. I was eager to cum, but more eager to impress her and show that I could do as she asked.

I felt her thighs touch my ass as she slid the last millimetre of the strap-on into me. It felt as if it penetrated me so completely that it wasn't my cock straining between my thighs. My cock became an extension of the toy. Through a haze I heard her ask me if I liked the sensation of filling me so completely, and I could only moan in reply. I was lost and incoherent. She smacked my ass again causing me to jump slightly, bringing me back, but not quite. I managed a strained and amazingly coherent "Please fuck my ass.”

She eased back slightly, only allowing a tiny bit of the strap-on to escape. Then, back into me. Agonizingly slow, Emma eased back allowing just a fraction more to escape this time. In addition, back into me again. Each time, just a little further. She built a rhythm like that, until almost the entire length of the strap-on was sawing into and out of me. Gradually, she built up speed, as if she were a downhill racer using the terrain to speed her to her destination. It wasn't until I heard her moaning that I realized that the way the strap-on was attached  enabled her to feel pleasure too.

I almost thought I was going to get off humping the air like that. With her pounding my ass mercilessly. Her moans echoing off the walls now, competing with mine. She reached between us, cradling my balls. Taking me closer to the edge alternately massaged them and pulled them downward. Slowing suddenly on an inward stroke when I was fully impaled she leaned forward letting her nipples graze my back again. Her hands coming up under me, cupping my pecs and urging me upward into a kneeling position which matched her own. She stayed frozen like that for what seemed an eternity. Biting my shoulder and earlobe.

Her hands began to ease down my chest, but I still refused to move mindful of your earlier admonishment to stay still. I sighed as her hands flitted teasingly over my stomach and teeth nipped at my shoulder. My ass clenched tightly around the strap-on still wedged to the hilt in my eager ass. I begged her "Please finish me, make me cum".

ËœNot quite yet Steve!" she said, playfully, but not heartless. My cock seemingly leapt into her hand, as she made a ring of thumb and forefinger around its base. My precum mingled with the lube still left on her hand as she stroked my cock with a firm grip. She urged me to fuck her hand, freeing me of the spell, which held me still. I almost came on the spot when she kissed my spine.

Humping her hand I began rocking back and forth between the sheath she made for my cock with her fingers, and the plastic splitting my ass. I was groaning and quivering uncontrollably, delirious from the pleasure. In no time at all, "Oh my God I'm there." and "Oh yes" became my mantra. Chanting between groans as my cock started to twitch in her grip. With a final cry of "Fuck me I'm cumming!" I came into the towel she had waiting in her other hand. My cock pulsed jet after jet seemingly endlessly as her hand milked every last drop from me. She kept rubbing me to the point where it was actually agony. It was still twitching as she eased the strap-on out of me, leaving me empty, as I turned and kissed her.
Smiling at Emma I said, "Right, I will think of something you have done, because now it’s your turn. Bend over babe."

I smacked her bum.

ËœOh sir. Have I been a naughty girl?"

 

One day a few of us were moving some boxes out of a house into the truck when a few of us decided to take a lunch break. Me being the youngest I had to stay at the house with the truck for two hours while the others went out. I did not mind as much since I usually got to hang out by the pool.

I was over by the pool and sensing no one was around I got down to my boxers and just laid there with my sunglasses on. As I turned to look at the house I saw this older woman starring at me, by glasses were opaque so she could not tell I was awake. Next, she started to rub herself a little bit, but then immediately stopped.

She looked like a beautiful woman. She was bout 5’11”, long black hair, brown eyes, 34E cup size, and some long slender legs. I got up off the deck chair and put my pants back on, leaving my torso exposed. I went into the house where she was in the kitchen at the sink. With her back to me I leaned up against her and said, “I saw you looking at me….how would you like to see some more.”

She tried to turn around but I didn’t let her. She was saying things like it would be wrong or somebody would find out. I told her I can keep a secret.

“Come on, don’t you want me?” I said as I pushed my hardening cock up against her ass.

“Yes”

“You want to know what its like to be young again?” As I moved my hand to her panties.

“Ohhh…Yes”

I then began to rub her clit softly through her panties. They were snug on her and made my soft circles around it give her a shiver.

“My husband hasn’t done this in months”

“Pretty girl like you…I have you every night.”

At this point I was pushing myself up against her ass as I rubbed her clit and licking and kissing her ear lobe and neck. I then took my other hand and her suck on my fingers. She couldn’t take it any more and turned around to see e there with my shirt off. As she left out a soft sigh she took my head in her hands and gave me a passionate kiss. I tongues entangled each others as we caressed one another’s bodies.

She moved the kissing down from my mouth to my neck, then my nipples, licking and kissing each one. As she moved her tongue down my abs she got to her knees and slowly undid my pants. They fell to the floor now making perfectly visible my 7” hard on.

As she removed my boxers I was now standing in her Kitchen naked not knowing when the guys would com back, but I did not care.

She began stroking my cock slowly, then a little faster. She licked the head a few times giving me a sensation that I never felt. She began to such and use her tongue around my cock going deeper and onto it each time never taking the whole thing in.

“I can’t take the whole thing in, help me?”

Here I was about to fuck her face. As I was hesitant she took my hands and placed them on her head. As I was now thrusting her head on to my cock feeling a gentle caress of her teeth up and down my shaft. I told her I was about to cum, but just kept fucking her face. She tried to remove her head, but I didn’t let her and forced to swallow all of my cum.

She swallowed it all and wanted more. She then began to start titty-fucking my cock. As she placed it between her gorgeous breasts she began to move it up and down. I took the back of her neck for extra support as I watched my dick move through those gorgeous orbs. I never got hard so fast, even after just bursting my load down her throat. A few more quick times and I shot a load all over her face and tits, she licked it up and said “Yum.”

As the I heard a car pull up I got dressed. She told me that the stuff wouldn’t be out until tomorrow and that the bedroom wasn’t to be moved until then. She asked me to come by later so that we could finish where we left off. I was more than eager. As I walked out naked to the pool she slapped by ass and said… “Can’t wait till I get me some of that.” By the way I am Karen she said…oh yeah, I am Mike.

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That night I came back wearing a tight shirt that showed off my body and khaki shorts.

As I rang the door she answered wearing a black silk robe.

“My don’t we look handsome…you won’t be wearing that for long.”

We went up the stairs and went to her the master bedroom and a king size bed. I took her into my arms and began kissing and licking here entire body. As we did this, she managed to take off my shirt and pants (I wasn’t wearing any underwear). When  I got to her clit I began to return the favor from this afternoon. Gently I began licking her while my hands massaged her breasts. She shoved my head more into her crotch and I shoved my tongue down her love hole. I quickly began licking her clit faster and faster, pressing my tongue down her hard. As she cummed onto my mouth I began to lick up her juices. She then pulled me up and stuck her tongue down my throat to taster her own juices. I got really turned on by this.

As we got up she grabbed me by long hard shaft and took me into the adjacent shower room. It was one of those stand up stalls that had a lot of room with several different shower heads beating down on you. We got in and told me to get up against the wall and spread like I was ready to be frisked. The warm water pouring down my face. She took some lotion and rubbed it  over her hands. She then got to her knees and began to lick my ass, I never thought it would feel this good. The feeling of her moist tongue filling my insides was incredible. To top it all of she took other hands and began to give me a reach around, gently stroking my cock as she moved her tongue around my asshole. I never thought anything could be this good. I had no control over the situation, but it felt great.

She later got up still holding my dick and had me lift her up against the walls and stark licking her again. When we got out we dried each other off and frolicked around a little bit. I carried her over to the bed and began to feverishly kiss her entire body. I got on top of her and began to gently make lover to her giving her the feeling of each sensation as I went back into her. Her legs wrapped around my ass to go in harder, but I didn’t until I wanted to after she began slapping my ass I started to pound her as hard as I could. We climaxed together. I thought we were done, but then she told me to fuck her ass and this time hold nothing back. She wanted me to treat her like whore.

She leaned over the bed I got in place to begin fucking her. She was talking dirty and hand me spank her a couple of times, I just kept ramming her and she didn’t want me to stop. I grabbed her long hair and pulled her head back to do it cowboy style and this made her get more dirtier. I then took both my hands at her pelvis and began to pusher her into me as I rammed into her after several times she came when I pulled out my cum was dripping out of her ass.

We laid in bed for awhile and I snuck out the next morning before work.

 

The moon was full that night and the light that made it through the widows was dim. Only a small tree left shadows on the bed and floor. The street lamp that was outside hasn’t been working for a week now so it was kinda dark. I felt around for a while, looking for the quilt and I covered myself with it to keep warm in the AC room. I lay there thinking about her in the water and how hot she looked with her nipples hard and her see through bra. Then I thought if I’d ever fuck her. Then I clicked, she was wearing a skirt and she was fucking drunk and passed out on my bed. I thought, maybe I can take advantage of this moment. I thought about it for a while as my dick grew in my boxers. I was going to make a move to molest her and see how her pussy felt like. Since we were using the same quilt, I slowly moved my hand under it and pushed her right knee up to spread her legs. She moved from her side to her back. I was so lucky she turned on her back. I managed to her to open her legs wide. I had her in per-missionary. It was great. The insides of her legs were still wet from the lake water because we didn’t have any towels so her skin felt rough. I began to slide my hand up her left thigh. I got far enough to feel the lower part of her skirt and my dick began to throb. I paused for a moment to take in the feeling of being this close to my “sister.” I started to slide up under her skirt and my hand met her underwear. I’m going to be in so much trouble if she woke up and clicked about what I was doing to her. I came this far, I wasn’t going to back off, so I pushed further. My nails were trimmed so I wasn’t worried about pinching her skin with them and waking her up. I moved her underwear’s aside with my fingers and I felt her barely wet pubes at the back of my fingers as I pushed her underwear’s aside. My dick began to throb up and down more just by feeling her. Her pubes were thick; she had a lot of hair down there. I knew she didn’t like to shave, she’s told me, she like’s it natural down there. Well I used my index to find a path through all of her pubes to her pussy lips. I moved my finger around through her pubes and I finally sank my index finger deep in her pussy lips. She had lips that were tight, not like those in porno’s that are all hanging out. I used the same finger to open the lips trying not to pull her pubes fearing she’d wake up. I pulled out the index and slid in my middle finger in to replace it. I slid down her slit and found her pussy hole; I slowly pushed in my finger and about ½ an inch inside her pussy she twitched. I quickly stopped and waited for her not to move, I was watching her chest for her breathing. Once I got to see she was still breathing slow and knowing that he hadn’t moved, I knew she was still dozed off. I decided to go the safe way and tease her clit. I slid out of her pussy and I moved up her slit to get to her clit. When I got there I started to rub her clit with my middle finger. Slowly her clit began to get hard and stiff. Her hips slowly gyrated and her clit became fully stiff. I rubbed for about a full minute and I know she was enjoying it. Her left leg pressed on my cock and her hips were gyrating to the motion of my clit tease. Then out of no where, I heard her take a deep breath and she woke up.

 

I quickly threw my head back and pulled out of everything hoping she didn’t feel her underwear’s out of place. My heart was pounding and I was just waiting for her to tell me “WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING?!?!” She lifted her head and paused for a while. In the corner of my eye, I saw her look around. Then she put her hand on my shoulder and she shook me. She asked, “Hey, are you asleep?” I picked up my head and I said, “Trying to sleep, why?” “Oh, I don’t know just asking. Can I tell you something? I don’t know why but I’m horny. (Giggle)” I knew why and she had no idea. “Um…..” Well that made me speechless. She looked at me and she said, “Hey we’re friends right?” I said, “Yeah.” She said, “Ok I know right now isn’t the time for you, but would you mind?” She asked. “Mind what?” I asked acting dumb. “You know……..fucking me.” Hey this was my chance, I thought to myself. I said, “Like, right now?” “Yeah, come on, this chance might never happen again. Remember, you love me and I love you. Always friends and always buddies through thick or thin. Think of it as one friend helping another.” She said. “Good point, so where do you wanna fuck? Here?” “Sure, I meant it’s your house. No one will ever know. Right?” “Well true. I mean if that’s what you want. Are you sure?” “Yeah I want you to. It’s not a bad thing that friends can fuck, we can fuck here.” She said.

 

Right after she said that, she laid flat on her back, lifted her hips, she pulled her skirt up and took off her underwear’s, throwing them on my floor. She spread her legs wide open and looked at me. She lay there next to me like that, exposing her hairy pussy under the quilt. “So….um, do you have a condom?” I asked. “Nope, do we really need one?” She asked with a big smile on her face. “I don’t know. I don’t have one and you don’t either.” I told her. “Fuck it, let’s just do it without one, I know you don’t have anything, plus you know I don’t have anything either.” She said. With her telling me that she’s only fucked one guy without a condom made me feel a bit safe. She’s had protected sex with all her ex-boyfriend’s but that one. And this “one” was about 4 years back. I thought to myself “Oh my god, I was going to fuck without a condom.” That was great to hear since I really didn’t have a condom and I needed to get laid too. I was in heaven with what she said. I was going to fuck her without a condom and she was ok with it. What more does a guy want? So I quickly got up and I took off my shorts and boxers. My dick bobbled as I took off my boxers. She lifted the quit and I laid over her and I put my hands on either side of her chest. I slid my arms under her shoulders and I held myself up with my elbows. “Hey wanna turn on the lamp?” She whispered into my ear. Shit, I didn’t hesitate. I reached over and turned it on. Now our bodies welded together and our eyes locked. She looked at me with a fucking sexy ass smile, biting her lower lip. I looked down to her blouse and saw her little B-cup tits showing through her blouse. I moved my eyes down passed her chubby stomach and faintly saw her pubes and my dick right over her. She’s shorter than me by like 3 inches so I moved back and I readied my dick. I’m uncircumcised so I used my right hand and pulled the foreskin back to feel her more as I entered. I aimed my dick straight to her pussy and I felt her pubes tickle the head as I pressed against her lips. I began to move my dick up and down pressing against the thick pubes of her pussy lips to spread her bush. Her pubes opened a path to her pussy lips and finally after getting passed the pubes I smoothly slid into her pussy lips. I glided my dick head so smoothly up her pussy lips if actually felt good. I met her hard clit against my dick and slightly went in my dick hole. I was overwhelmed by the heat, softness and wetness of her pussy, it all felt so good. I glided my dick down and back up. The feelings on the head were enough to set me off. But I went on to find her pussy hole. Then I found a hole that seemed to be it but it was tighter than a pussy because my dick didn’t just slid in as a normal pussy I’ve fucked before, and I knew it wasn’t her ass hole because I was still in her pussy lips. I pushed the head in to figure out which one it was, then the head popped in and she closed her eyes and inhaled slightly. Yup it was her pussy. Then she opened her eyes again.

 

I let go of my dick and slowly pierced the rest of my dick into her. I felt her pussy expanding and widening as I invaded her pussy. Her pussy felt like a virgin’s pussy, very tight but I knew she wasn’t a virgin. I’ve known all her sex odysseys from her hitch hiking to fucking guys to piss off her ex’s. I knew it all. Anyways, I looked at her and she had her eyes closed as she inhaled deeper trying to accept my dick in her. Well I guess she had to, my dick was nearly 8 inches. Ok I’m lying. It’s really 7 ½ inches long. Well once she got to where she couldn’t inhale anymore she held her breath there. She made a quiet moan and a groan when I began pushing about half way in, but I kept pushing in her. Her velvet tight wrap began to explode feelings on my dick I’ve never felt before. I began to feel the back of her pussy. I didn’t stop though, I pushed in the last inches I had to give her until I had my entire dick 7 ½ inches inside of her and when my dick pushed up on her cervix, she let out a groan breath out and the smell of mint and alcohol filled my face. That was a beautiful smell coming from her I didn’t care if it smelled like alcohol. I gave her a lip to lip kiss and I slowly pulled my dick out feeling her pussy’s suction and pushed back in. I began fucking the girl that I considered my sister for a year. Her tits began to flop back and fourth inside her shirt as I picked up the pace to where I began to hear her light moans and our hips lightly slapping. Her tight, velvety pussy had a perfectly warm feel to it and the feelings she gave me made me fuck with quicker thrusts. Her moans became alittle more loudly as I wondered if she’d know if I came in her. I just didn’t want to pull out. I wanted to cum in her. I wanted to feel her forever. I left that in my mind and I kissed her gorgeous lips again. She moaned inside my mouth as the kisses kept our lips locked, but she couldn’t kiss for long because of her breathing and moaning. She looked up at me and she asked, “Have you done this before?” “Yeah.” I said with a whisper. She nodded her head and closed her eyes. We went on for about three minutes then she said with pleasured moans, “I don’t like being on the bottom, let me be on top, I wanna be on top.” “Ok.” I said. We stopped and I had about half of my dick in her and I pushed my whole dick slowly into her and we rolled so that I was now flat on my back.

 

She was now on top and she full control of the pace. She put her hands on my chest and she began to lift her body off of my dick going about half way off my dick and she went back down. This felt better. She picked up her hands to her chest and she slid her hands under her shirt to her tits and she squeezed them in her hands as she used her legs to move her body up and down. She took her hands out of her blouse and grabbed the bottom of her blouse and lifted it over her head, taking it off. She looked at me and she smiled. She let her whole body down on my dick and she lifted her bra, like girls do when they flash you. Then she lifted it over her and took it off to. She got her blouse and bra and she threw them both on the floor. The whole top of her body was now exposed to me, her B cup tits lightly jiggled in the air and her white chubby body jiggling around me turned me on. Her nipples were large and pink. She’s Mexican, but she didn’t have the dark colored nipples as a Mexican would. Her nipples were just alittle bigger than a condom pack. My dick was still all the way in her, down to the base and she began to do awesome things with her hips that increased her passion on what we did. My dick was also getting attention even though my dick stayed deep in her pussy. Her pussy would convulse and twitch around my dick. She kept doing this for a while then she put her left hand next to my head and she lowered her face to mine and kissed me as she slowly fucked my dick again. Then she lowered her body and both her hands were next to my head. She pulled her head back and she gave out alittle bit more louder moans. Her gyrating pace quickened up and her thick thighs slid along mine and her chubby stomach cushioned our bodies together. The pace she was at and the feeling of her warm and soft body felt so good. The moans she gave out made me feel like a god. Her hips gyrated back and forth and side to side, even in circles. No other girl ever did that to me. She then lifted herself up and she let her hands rest on my chest and she began to fuck me again. Her hands began to squeeze on my shirt as she picked up the pace a bit and her moans grew alittle louder. It kinda seemed that she was pounding on my dick. The slapping noise our hips made was now noticeable too. She was reaching her peak. I knew, her breathing got heavier and she was reaching her orgasm. When it happened, she stopped pounding her pussy on my dick and slid down the length of my dick down to the base. She pressed her knees on my sides and her body began to shake as her pussy seemed to act like a vibrator around my dick. She leaned close to my body and her eyes were closed tight and she was breathing hard on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her body and held her, rubbing her back and I got her face and I began to kiss her. Her body still twitched, and then she opened her eyes. She was finishing her orgasm.

 

Once her waves of ecstasy were over, she slowly started fucking me again and I put my hands on her tits. I rubbed my thumbs around her very soft nipples and made them hard. She began to slap her body on my dick which turned me on. Then she slowed down and got back to the same pace as before. I wrapped my arms around her body and drew her close to me again. I slid my hands up and down her back feeling the sweat on there. I felt my balls fill with ecstasy. It was my turn to cum. “Betina, I’m going to cum.” I told her. “Ah! Cum in me, I want you to cum in me. Shoot it all in me. It belongs in me. Do it me.” She said moaning barely making sense of her own words. My balls boiled even more when she told me that. I felt my dick fully engorge with blood making it thicker and I knew I was ready to shot my nut into my best-friend. Every time she slid down on my dick, my dick throbbed. She felt so good; she’d given permission to cum in her and that’s what I was going to do. There was no turning back when I began to shoot my cum in her. Then I thought, “What if I get her pregnant?” Fuck it, I didn’t care. Then I thought about how fucking great it was to cum in a girl. (The first time I came in a girl is another story.) This was going to be my second time cumming in a girl and so far, it was feeling great even though I hadn’t blown my wad. I began to feel more pressure in my balls so I grabbed ahold her hips and began pounding up on her pussy. My dick was now fully grown to the max inside her and I thrusted a few more times into her. She gave out loud moans with each thrust. She sat up and she put her hands up to her tits and she rubbed and pinched her nipples. Then as my dick began to reach the point of no return, she exploded with her orgasm again letting out loud moans with it when she came. I felt her pussy violently convulsing around my dick. She shook like crazy I thought about slowing down the fierce pace, letting her have her fun, but I was so close to cumming and I didn’t wanna let that pass. Then I felt a small squirt of cum shoot out from my dick into her. I grabbed her hips tight and I shoved about 4 inches of my dick that was outside of her pussy deep into her, pulling her whole body down on my dick inside her. She put her hands on my chest and we held our breath together. I stayed in her like that for what seemed forever. Then my dick exploded with a fury. I got an intense feeling of chills running in waves going all over my body and I even saw stars as my dick began to shoot hot streams of thick cum deep inside stomach. She began to move her hips around as my dick spewed out it’s hot cum inside her. Her pussy tightened around my dick from the base and run up the head, sucking up cum into her quivering, thirsty pussy. She let her breath out saying, “I can feel it. I can feel your cum squirting into me. I’ve never felt that. It feels hot.” “It was for you.” I said letting my breath out and smiling. I laid my head back on the pillow and I enjoyed the moment as my cum was going deep inside her pussy. Then my dick gave one last shot into her and that’s when she laid against me. When she did that, I could feel the cool air on the base of my dick from her wetness. My dick slid out about an inch from inside her. Now my body was exhausted. She gave me a good fucking. She sat up and my dick slid back in. After our explosive orgasms ended, her velvet pussy quivered a bit adding to the feelings around my dick. I knew she wasn’t drunk anymore. She knew exactly what she was doing. I could feel my twitching dick going limp inside her pussy slowly. The feeling of my dick sliding out as it limped was amazing. I’ve never feel that.

 

I looked up to her lamp-lit tits and her beautiful smile. “Wanna do it again?” She asked with a big smile. “Fuck yeah.” I told her. She looked down to her pussy and she looked back up at me. Then she lifted herself off of me. My limp dick bobbed up and down. She lay back with her legs hanging open. My dick was halfway up and it engorged again with the site that I saw, her pussy glistening wet with cum in the light. My pubes were wet from her two explosions of her cum. She giggled and she said, “I’m going to be on top this time until you finish.” “Ok baby.” I told her. I took off my shirt and I threw it on the floor. This time we turned on the light of my room. I went back to the bed and lay back and she moved around my bed. When she did that, I got to see all of her. It was such a beautiful site. From her angelic face to her tight, firm tits. From her stomach to her thick, I was in heaven. Her white body glowed with sex. She stood up and walked around the bed to me. My eyes followed her body. She crawled in the bed with me and she straddled me for round two. Her pussy lips were right on my dick. I throbbed my dick and she jumped because my dick went in her slit. She gyrated her hips and this was very arousing. My dick began to grow hard under her. She lifted her hips and my dick slid up along her slit. The foreskin covered my dick-head, but this didn’t stop the pleasurable feelings. Once she had my dick where she needed it, she slid down on it. This time my dick slid with ease and very little resistance. The smooth velvety feel that she had in her pussy was still there. Her pussy was now hotter and wetter. So hot, when my foreskin peeled back to expose my dick, it felt extraordinary. My dick grew to full size inside her almost immediately after that. I know she felt it because I felt her pussy stretching and twitched. She started again to slowly fuck me. I didn’t want this night to end. So I asked her, “Wanna do it all night?” She said in quiet moans, “Yeah, please. But remember, I want you to cum inside me. Don’t cum outside of me.” I laughed and said, “Ok, I’ll cum inside you.” She lowered her body on my dick and she got the sheet to cover our bodies. Now this time was better, it felt much better with it over us. Our bodies quickly warmed as we started kissing. My dick deep inside of her stayed hard and we made out like crazy. Her tongue went deep in my mouth and it felt so good, she had that taste of mint on her breath. Our bodies were one. She lifted her body and lowered herself slowly again. We began making to fuck again. She rode me nice and slow. It seemed she was trying to get every feeling she could this time. Her body felt so soft against mine. Her hair rubbing on my face and her warm breathe all made it feel better. Still, about 2 minutes later, she began to moan like never before. I haven’t heard the moaning that she gave out ever before. It was a very calm and passionate moan, more passionate than before. Our bodies became sweaty from the action we did and from being so close to each other. Our bodies were now only separated by the sweat we made. I felt her tight pussy begin to quiver with the building of her orgasm. And this time my balls began to engorge while her pussy built up again. I could feel cum build up in my balls. This was almost perfect timing. Her body began to quiver and shake and my balls boiled. I felt her nipples get hard and pressing against my chest. She fucked me with nice and slow paces. She began kissing me and her warm, sweaty body was now pressed on mine. Sliding with the motions she used. She moaned in her kisses as she gave a soothing moan. She was climaxing. I moved my hips up to meet hers and I felt her pussy give out in her passion orgasm. It squeezed on my dick and that was enough, I let mine go into her. My dick shot thick shots of hot cum. Her pussy squeezed again and again. Her body shook around my dick. My baby juice was now filling her pussy with a second round of cum. Our orgasms seemed to go forever. She kept sliding herself up and down my dick as our orgasms went of course. My dick was now throbbing oozes of cum into her. My dick oozed out the last of cum that I had in me into her. She kept kissing me and I know this is how it felt to make love with an angel like her. We stayed kissing for a good while as my dick went limp inside her. Her pussy was still tight enough to keep my dick in her though. My limp dick stayed limp for about 2 minutes inside her and then it slowly began to engorge again. I stayed inside her as this happened. “Ooh, someone’s getting hard.” She said. “Yeah, wanna do it again?” I asked her before she could ask. She laughed, “I thought you’d never ask.”

 

She leaned to my face and we continued kissing for about a minute. I broke the kiss and I asked her, “I cum in you again?” She smiled and she kissed me. “Yeah, I don’t care if I get pregnant. At least it’ll be your kid, our kid.” “True. I do want you to be the mom of my kids.” I told her. She smiled and we kissed again. By now my dick was almost fully engorged inside her pussy and only 1 ½ hours passed since we both agreed to fuck. I grabbed her tits in my hands and we got into round three.

 

As I was thinking about my day the doorbell rang, I went to the door and looked out the window. It was Jodie Fisher from next door, standing on the stoop popping bubble gum and twirling a strand of her fluffy long blond hair, Jodie was 17 and sexy as hell, she was wearing her cheerleading uniform and holding a stack of hot pink flyers. I opened to door and said

“Hi Jodie what’s going on?”

“Hey Mr. Roberts” she replied in her preppy teen voice “I’m handing out flyers for cheerleading encouraging people to come to Pitman High’s football game this Friday, it’s fifteen dollars per person for admission and everyone who comes gets a free T-shirt that says ‘Go Pitman Pit Bulls!’ you comin?”  Of course I was going, I’ve been to all the schools games since Jodie was a freshman just to see her jump around in that tight little cheerleading outfit; she was definitely a hot piece of ass!

“Have I ever missed a game?” I asked smiling

“No” she giggled popping her gum. I could feel my dick getting hard, I turned around stepping back inside the door frame. “Jodie are you walking all over the neighborhood handing out flyers in this heat?” I asked her hoping she’d say yes.

“Yeah my boyfriends borrowing my car to get to the school, he has football practice at 4:00. Besides, it’s easier to hand them out on foot anyway.”

“Well would you like to come inside for something to eat or drink?” I asked politely.

“A glass of water would be great, thanks Mr. Roberts!” she said enthusiastically.

She closed the door behind her and I led her into the kitchen. She stood behind the island as I poured her a glass of water and handed it to her, as she lifted the glass to her mouth to take a sip she tilted the glass too far before it was on her mouth and spilled the water all over her uniform top. The cold water on her white cheerleaders top made her full mature breasts (she wasn’t wearing a bra) visible and her nipples were hard and erect; and so was I!

“Oopsie” she said with a seductive voice as she looked up at me with sexy eyes.

I couldn’t control myself, hunger and lust had fogged my mind and I realized I was charging at her with an intense craving for sex. I slammed into her ramming her against the wall, I clutched a handful of her hair and squeezed her left breast angrily as I violently shoved my tongue down her throat. I had her pinned and trapped against the wall, she kept trying to come up for air but I wouldn’t let her; I was too taken over by my hunger. I threw her on the floor, she was sweating and panting hysterically from being denied air, I quickly undid my pants and threw them along with my shirt into the corner, I got on top of her and ripped off her skirt, then her top and sucked on her hard budded nipple, I rubbed the mound between her legs and could feel her wetness soaking through the thin sheer material of her cherry red thong which had the word sexy on the front in rhinestones. As I was sucking on her tits, pausing to shove my tongue back down her throat, I had ripped off her thong and was pushing my middle and ring finger up her pussy while I rubbed her clit with my thumb, she was moaning like crazy. She wasn’t trying to get away she was letting me do whatever I wanted to her, both of us breathing erratically I pulled my fingers out of her and flipped her over and pulled her up so that she was on her hands and knees, I shoved my hard cock into her ass hole, and pumped my dick back and fourth as she screamed in painful pleasure, as I was pumping back and fourth her head kept banging against the wall of the island in the kitchen

“UHH UHHH UHHHH UHHH!!!!!!” SHE SCREAMED “HARDER HARDER COME ON FUCK ME HARDER!” I pumped harder and harder till I was about to blow, she had cummed all over my kitchen floor; her cum was everywhere. I pulled  my dick out of her ass and turned her around so that her head was at my waist, I grabbed her hair and shoved her head on my dick, she put her mouth on it and started sucking as I kept shoving her head by her hair roughly so she would suck faster. Then I yanked her roughly and threw her onto her back, I pulled her left leg up to position myself then I forced my dick into her cunt, I REALIZED AS I BROKE HER HYMEN AND HEARD HER CRY OF PAIN THAT SHE WAS A VIRGIN! NO WONDER HER PUSSY IS SO TIGHT! I didn’t care; I was going to be as rough as I could. I rammed my cock back and fourth banging her against the wall as I pushed deeper inside her pussy with each forward thrust, I felt my cock quivering and after a few more angry thrusts I pulled out of her as the cum shot out of my cock and all over her face and stomach.

I got up and went upstairs to my bedroom, I went to my closet and put on my robe, then I walked over to my nightstand and took out my humidor and lit a Don Conti Agio cigar and headed back downstairs. When I got back to the kitchen Jodie was already gone, I saw her get into the passenger seat of her car out front through the kitchen window; her boyfriend in the drivers seat.

You have to be quite rich to live around here. Quite a few retired people and quite a few families. Most of the time my tips are some ice tea from a nice old lady or a few quid from a family with kids.

One house though, is different.

It's on one of the most sought-after roads in Richmond, but a modest house for the street with only four bedrooms. It's a  house I haven't been to before. I got the contact from their neighbour recommending me. While the house may be smaller, the pool isn't. At its longest point, it's 20 metres. Pretty long for a garden pool, almost the length of the 25 metre pool at the university. It has a bulb-like shape towards the house, which is the shallow end and with steps off the side letting you do lengths without hitting your legs on the bottom.

I arrived on a beautiful June afternoon. I leant my bike against the garage and rang the door bell. The mighty wooden door swung open and a stunning blonde women of about 40 answered it. She was wearing skinny jeans and a polo shirt. She spoke like most women around here, with a posh London accent.

"Ah good afternoon, Jon?"
"Yes, Jon - Mrs Maidstone?"
"Wonderful, wonderful – come in Jon. Can I get you a drink?"
I walked into the beautiful house replying "not right now, thank you". The decor was modern and colourful.
"Let me show you around the pool then!"

Mrs Maidstone walked ahead, through the hallway and into the kitchen. For a women of her age, who must have children in their teens, she had a great figure and I couldn't help giving her ass a quick look.

"I try to use it as much as possible" she continued as we walked through the kitchen, explains the wonderful figure I thought, "but life's very busy at the moment, but my daughter gets a lot of use from it. I think she's out there now."

We stepped out of the kitchen through grand double doors and onto the patio. In the breathtakingly long pool was a girl swimming front crawl with some power. She was approaching the deeper end furthest away, did a turn and started swimming back again.

"That's my daughter, Stephanie" Mrs Maidstone continued as we walked down the steps to the poolside. Stephanie came to the end nearest us, the shallow end and stood up.

"Stephanie, this is Jon, the new pool boy" Mrs Maidstone said to her daughter.
She removed her goggles and looked up at me, "Hi Jon!" she said in a sweet soft voice.

I looked down at her. She was wearing a red one piece swimsuit, with a square cut at the top, revealing a little bit of cleavage. The swimsuit clung to her tight teen breasts and showed a hint of nipple. They were stunning, not very big, but not small either. Just perfectly formed and tight. She had brown hair, tied up, and blonde eyes - quite an unsual combination, but very stunning. She looked about my age, maybe a year younger.

I managed a "hii..." as I bashfully looked at her in a moment of awrkwardness. The phone from the house suddenly bleeped and Mrs Maidstone rushed up the stairs.
"Stephanie, show Jon the pool house will you dear?" she said as she disappeared into the house.

"YES MUM!" Stephanie shouted back.
She walked towards the steps and walked gracefully out of the pool revealing all her gorgeous body to me. Her red Lacsote swimsuit clung to her. It was a high leg swimsuit and showed off her long, lush legs well. There was hardly any fat on them too, leaving a nice gap between them. She was the definition of a teen dream.

She walked past me to get a towel from the bench behind. I turned as she was leaning over and caught a glipse of her perfectly formed ass, with her swimsuit clinging. She turned, smiled and nodded towards a small building attached to the side of the house.

"Call me Steph please, I hate Stephanie, you know what mums are like..."
I let out a little reply "yeah..."
"I guess I'll show you where all the cleaning equipment is kept."
"That'll be great, thanks."

She walked ahead, drying her face and arms as she walked. Her swimsuit had an open back and I could see those little dimples some girls have, on the small of her back just above her ass.
"Everything you need is in here. Dad normally does it, but he's been so busy at the moment he just can't find the time."
Steph opened the door and the noise of the pump and filter filled the air. I glanced in and looked around. Everything had its place and was well decorated for a pool house! She walked in and turned around, looking at me standing in the doorway.
"Come in! Don't be scared!"

I wondered in and saw the various adapters for the pool vacuum on the floor. They had all kinds I'd never seen before and leant down to have a look. I picked one odd looking one that looked like a dildo with the end cut off, and turned around, catching Steph looking at my ass.
"This is an odd one" I said, catching her off-guard. She glanced and giggled, "yes...".

She showed me the controls and what quantities of chemicals they used and led me back out to the poolside.

"It's a huge pool, you're very lucky, I have to pay to use this kind of pool" I remarked.
"Yeah, it's wonderful. You're welcome to stay for a swim if you want, after you've worked obviously!"

Steph went inside the house, explaining that she was going out this evening to meet some girlfriends from university who had come to London for the week. Soon as she had gone, I stripped off my shirt and pulled off my beach shorts, revealing my Aussie Bums. Today I had a pair of grey tight trunk shorts, with red and white stripes on each side, cut just below my ass.

After I cleaned the pool, I pulled my shorts back on and walked up the house. I tapped on the kitchen door, Mrs Maidstone came over.

"Great job Jon, I can see the difference from here!" She folded a £10 note in my hand.
"Thanks very much. It's a great pool to clean, even if it is a little big."
"Well you won't mind coming back next week, same time? Only Stephanie will be here, just let yourself in around the side gate, I'll let her know you're coming. Is that all right?"

"That's wonderful."

A week later I woke in my bedroom with the midday sun streaming through my window. Normally I'd have a pool in the morning to clean, but the owners where having a party today and having the pool boy around wasn't needed, so I'd gone to bed later than usual and was almost late for my second house on Petersham Road. I leaped out of bed and into the shower. In my haste to get dressed quickly I didn't think about what I was wearing. I put on a pair of loose blue nylon Aussie Bum speedo briefs over a pair of heavy cargo shorts and a t-shirt.

I jumped onto my bike and raced around the streets to my usual lunch-time slot. They weren't in today - no need to worry about being 20 minutes late. London was enjoying a summer heatwave and working in my heavy cargo shorts was hard. With nobody around, I stripped down to my speedos and got cleaning. I love wearing speedo-style trunks and they are increasingly fashionable these days, but some people still find them a little odd - unless you're an athlete I guess. These are one of my favourites, being really loose fitting - great for the beach.

As I was cleaning the filters around the edge of the pool (there's normally a little plastic cover and a gap in the side of the pool at the water height), I dropped a bag of tablets in. These things are expensive and left in water will dissolve - no tip and probably no payment if I left them in there. My hand wouldn't fit through the small hole on the filter, so I leant into the pool to grab them from where the filter meets the pool. I was at the wrong angle and couldn't see properly, so I jumped into the pool.

The water was refreshing, as I'd worked up a bit of a sweat and now the pressure of loosing money was looking likely. I reached in and just caught the edge of the bag the tablets where in, bringing them out and throwing them onto the side of the pool. I climbed out and looked down at my speedos. I forgot, these where non-lined nylon and clung around my cock! The sides are white and became sheer. They where low cut at the front and showed off my toned stomach well.

I went to use the pool-side shower to wash off the chlorine. I felt confident and looked great. The water trickling down my torso and over my speedos. By myself, my mind started to wonder. I thought of Steph in her tight red one piece last week. I looked down at my semi-erection. Nobody was around. I cupped my hand over my speedos and gave my raging cock a squeeze. I hadn't had a wank for a while and my cock was pressing against the nylon, dying to get out. I closed my eyes and imagined Steph coming up to me and grabbing my balls. Steph... Steph. Steph! I'm suppose to be at the Maidstones!

"Shit!" I muttered to myself. How could I have forgotten that? I can be forgetful and last week was the first time I'd been, it wasn't part of my normal week. I dried quickly and left a note to say I'd visited. I jumped onto my bike and rode the mile to the Maidstone's house.

Mrs Maidstone had said last week that it would only be Steph in and I should let myself in around the side gate. I parked my bike against the garage and wondered around. There was a gate with a folded piece of paper pinned to it.

'Jon, Stephanie is at a friend's house for lunch and will be back at 3.30 this afternoon, she'll give you your payment then. Please let yourself in, I left you a Coke in the fridge in the summer house.
Mrs Maidstone'

It had just gone 2 o'clock so I had plenty of time to clean the pool. It was still pretty clean from the week before, but I started like a usually do, cleaning out debris with the net. If you've never used one of these, it's quite hard work. The drag of the water on the end of a long pole breaks me out into a sweat, so I always remove my t-shirt before. With Steph not back for an hour and a half, I decided it was safe to remove my heavy cargo shorts to give me the freedom to move around easily - and to get a good tan.

It was 3 o'clock and the sun was high in the sky. I'd drank the cool Coke but was still quite hot. Although the pool is big, they keep everything very tidily and it was easy to clean, I'd finished not soon after 3. I could collect my money next week, but I couldn't resist a swim in this beautiful pool.

I stepped down into the pool. The crisp cool water felt great having been working solidly for an hour cleaning. It went up over my speedos and they clung to me, the white sides going sheer. I started doing a relaxed breast stroke down to the deep end, as I turned I heard the gate locking. Somebody had just come into the garden.

Steph walked around the side of the house and down to the pool side.

"Hey Jon!" she called over.
"Hi there" I shouted back.

She had a pair of big designer sunglasses on, her hair let down around her shoulders. She wore a strap top, with a halter neck bikini top on underneath. The strap top just met a pair of cropped white pinstriped shorts, which finished just above the knee.

"How's the water?" she said with a smile as she got to the pool edge.
"Great, lovely and cool..." adding "...needed a swim after all the work" to try and justify why I was leisurely swimming around.
"It looks really clean, I don't think dad ever got it like that." she replied.

I had got to the shallow end by now. I wanted to show off my body. I'm a modest guy, but you don't get many opportunities like this. The problem is, if I stood up, it could be embarrassing if the speedos clung again. The water was cold and I was feeling pretty cold down there. I wouldn't want her to see the shape of my shrivelled up cock in my speedos. But then I'd rather that than her to see me with a raging hard on. She might not even like speedos. I played it safe and kept my body underwater.

She asked me about the job, the great perks and what I did during the term time. I explained I went to Edinburgh university and asked her what she did. I wish I could tell you what she did, but as she talked she started to undress.

Steph pulled her strap top over her head to reveal a yellow triangle bikini top. The triangles just covered her tight chest, leaving a little gap just around the edge and showing a great bit of cleavage. Her stomach was firm and flat with a perfect inny belly button. Her fingers went to undo the button and fly on her shorts and she pulled them off her long legs. Underneath she had a matching yellow pair of boy shorts (or French knickers some people call them). They where low cut and very inviting. She sat on a sun lounger by the pool.

"Do you like it up there?" said said.

I managed to just hear she went to Aberdeen University, not far from me so went with that. "Yeah it's great, but it is a little colder than down here."

Steph reached into her bag and pulled out some sunscreen "yeah, the summers here are nice."
She laid out on the sun lounger with one leg flat and the other up. I could just see between her legs, the fabric stretching over her pussy.
"Jon, could you do me a huge favour?" she said with a smile.
"Yeah, sure..." I said, swimming over to the steps, still staying underwater.
"Could you put some lotion on me? I know it's a little odd, but I pulled a muscle in my arm at the weekend and it's just always easier with a second pair of hands."

If I was going to leave the pool with her watching, now was the time. She wasn't going anywhere soon and I couldn't really say no to this. After the glimpse I got, my cock wasn't shrivelled up - it just filled my speedos well without looking like a raging hard on.

"Sure..." I replied hesitantly.

I stood up so the water level was at the bottom of my chest. I'm on the swimming team for my university, so I keep it shaven smooth. I flicked my hair back as I took the first step. My hips left the water and my speedo clung to my cock. I briefly looked down. To my relief, there was just a bulge - no outline. The water left the sides sheer and she could probably see my smooth skin underneath. I prefer a clean shave, not just for swimming, but it feels cleaner and looks great.

I looked up and Steph was starring right at my speedos, her mouth slightly open. "They're really nice, you... you" she mumbled a bit and caught her breath, "you look great in them".
"Thanks," I replied as I took a seat next to her sunlounger.
Still looking she continued "I think they're so hot, I can't stand beach shorts. I've always tried to get my boyfriend to wear trunks, but he doesn't like the idea."

As any man will know, these words, "my boyfriend", ruins everything. It's almost better not knowing and just hoping that they're single. Still, here's not here now and I am, so I ignored it for now.

"Yeah they're so much more comfortable. So long as you've got the confidence to wear them."
"And so long as you look good in them!" she added with a smile.

Steph passed me the sunscreen, I splashed a bit in my hand and placed it on the table.
"Erm..." I hesitated. Lying before me was the most beautiful teen body I'd ever seen, wearing a gorgeous bikini and I was about to rub sunscreen all over it.

Steph grabbed the sunscreen, took a bit and started on her leg. She looked at me. "Start here", pointing to her neck.
I put one hand on her soft skin, it was sun kissed and very warm - the sunscreen was cool. "Oh that feels cool" she added, "I needed that."

Stumbling, I said "the pool is... er... nice and cool if you want... to... you..."

She gave a grin at my stumbling as I moved towards her chest.
"I pulled a muscle swimming in a gala at the weekend. It's not too bad, but I should just take it easy for the week. No lengths today, but maybe a little dip once I've soaked up the sun. Do you swim, Jon?"

I had trailed off, concentrating on not being too enthusiastic with the sunscreen. "Err.. swim? Oh, yeah! At university I'm in the team. We're not too bad, but I really need to do more training while I'm at home."

We talked about favourite strokes, fastest times and where we'd been on swimming tours.

"Can you do my back for me too, Jon?"

Steph turned over onto her front. I'd see her ass before last week, held tight by her one piece. Her yellow bikini boy shorts fitted snugly around them, leaving a little bit of cheek at the bottom and running tight down her crack. My hard on had faded while talking about times and places, but was now on its way back as she untied the tie around her neck.
"Could you untie the back for me please?" Steph asked with a smile.

I took each end of the tie and pulled slowly. The strings came apart and fell beside her. I picked up the sunscreen and started at her back, massaging it in. "Umm that's nice, you know how to hit the spot." she sighed. A previous girlfriend of mine loved massages and so I'd had quite a few years of experience.

I worked down her back to her bikini bottoms. She'd done the front, avoiding me the embarrasement. "Could you make sure you run a bit of sunscreen under the edge - that's the worst place to get burnt." I ran my finger around the top of the shorts and onto her hips. I put a bit more sunscreen on my hands and placed a finger under the bottom of her shorts, right on her ass cheek. My cock was swelling - this was almost too much to handle. I looked up and she was biting her bottom lip, she was clearly enjoying this.

I glanced down at my speedos - my cock was still pointing down, but swelling against the nylon crying to be let out. Steph had her eyes closed and in the heat of the moment I decided I could get away with touching her ass "sorry, got a bit of sunscreen on your shorts."
"Ah, thanks - I like these, don't want to ruin them." she replied without opening her eyes.
I ran my finger under the end of her shorts, as down far her crack as I dared. She really seemed to be enjoying this and flinched a bit.

I finished off the inside of her thighs, she had done the rest of her legs.
"That's great Jon, there's nothing worse than being burnt all summer."
"Yeah it sucks," I replied quickly, looking down at the bulge in my speedos.
Steph opened one eye and looked at me, "Do you want some sunscreen, you can chill here if you'd like?"
"I'd love to, but I'm going out later with mates, so I better be off."
Steph leaned onto her side, facing me and looked away, worried.
"Oh no, I forgot to get cash for you, I'm so sorry!"
She was so preoccupied with worrying, she forgot her bikini was undone and one side of falling off slightly, giving me a great view. I quickly moved my legs to conceal the giant bulge in my speedo, she didn't see.
"That's all right - I'll be back next week. Will you be swimming by then?" I asked.
"Yeah... should be. Bring your trunks and we can have a race after you've cleaned!"
"Sound great," I got up and faced away quickly, quickly walking over to where I left my cargo shorts and slipped them on, "I'd like that, I've lost my stamina being away from a pool." I pulled my t-shirt on and made for the gate.

"See you next week!" I shouted back.
"See ya!" she waved at me as I left the garden.

During the week, Steph added me on Facebook and we had sent each other a few messages. You can't help but read other people's walls - a few friends of hers had left comments like "he's a dick, don't worry" and "is it really worth it?" I didn't read into it too much, but it must be about her boyfriend, who doesn't seem to be on Facebook.

The talk was quite harmless, with a little flirting. She told me she'd bought a new Nike one piece swimsuit for our race and I'd better get myself in shape or I'd be beaten.

This week I was prepared - wasn't going to be caught out wearing a loose speedo again. The night before I'd shaved and trimmed to make sure I'd look good in whatever I wore. I decided on a pair of black square-cut trunks. They where simple, looked really hot but more importantly where Lycra and well fitted, so any excitement I did get could be held down! The heavy cargo shorts worked well as an excuse to take them off, I figured, so went with another pair similar and a nice loose t-shirt to match.

I got on with the first two pools at the other houses, trying not to be distracted. My mind couldn't help but wonder - what was her new swimsuit like? How fast is she? Should I let her win? Maybe we could have a prize?

I rode round to her house. It was another hot day and I built up a bit of a sweat getting over there. Only her VW Polo she told me she owned on Facebook was in the driveway, so I went around the side into the garden.
"Hullo!" I shouted out as I closed the side gate.
"Hi!" Steph's voice shouted from around the side of the house.
I wondered around and she ran out from around the side. She was wearing a white bikini, with a halter neck top again, but with brief bottoms, low-rise and slimly cut around her hips. She ran up to me with arms open and gave me a hug. We'd spoken a lot during the week, so this didn't surprise me too much. I put my arms on her back, feeling her back I was so lucky to massage last week.

"How've you been Jon?"
"Good, thanks," I nodded, "how about you?"
"Great! Finished my book lying in the sun all morning." She paused and smiled. "Ready for our race?!"

I smiled back and got to work on the pool. I took off my shirt and cargo shorts revealing my black trunks. She laid by the side, sunbathing and I did my job. Despite the wonderful positions Steph sat in, I managed to keep myself under control and my tight trunks kept any semis down. We chatted for the hour, about the book she read, about university, life the universe and everything.

"Jon, I bought these for my boyfriend," she said with a sarcastic tone, "but he didn't want to wear them - somebody might as well, they're about your size."
I was just putting the lids back on the filters and looked up. She was holding a pair of Adidas speedos, black, with the famous three stripes down the sides.
I hesitantly replied "err I guess if you're sure..."
"I can't take them back to the shop because they're swimwear, but they've never been worn - they even have the label in them." She held them up by the label. "I figured seeing as you like wearing them you might be interested?"
"Thanks," I took them from her.
"Try them on, I want to see if they fit! I'll put my new one piece on as well and we can start warming up for our race!"

Steph pointed to the summer house at the end of the pool. It had a middle section with some chairs inside and a small bar, with a fridge. On one side was an open shower and on the other, a curtain.

"I'll just put the cleaning stuff away and I'll try them, thanks" I said. Steph smiled and walked with a skip down the pool to the summer house. She went behind the curtain to the side of the summer house. I walked down the pool side after her, picking up the bits and pieces I'd left. I'd got to the end and was about to walk back down the other side, when she walked out from behind the curtain.

Her legs where golden brown from all the sunbathing she'd been doing. The high-legged silvery black one piece just covered her pussy and ran up over the top of her hips. It was an athletes' swimsuit and was very tightly fitted to the contours of her body. The round shape of her breasts was clearly visible through the fabric, with the Nike tick logo in between them. It was quite high necked too - no cleavage to show at all, but you didn't need any help with imagining what it might look like. Her nipples where poking through a little bit and she stood proud.

"What do you think?" she said with a smile, leaning her head to one side and adjusting the hips.
"Err..." I made myself look at her eyes, "it's really nice, suits you well."
She turned around and looked down at her ass. I looked too. The swimsuit held it tight with her cheeks poking out the side.
"My boyfriend always wants me to wear thongs, but I can't stand them, this is much nicer."
"Oh yeees," I agreed quickly, taking the opportunity to stare at her ass.

"Let me take those," Steph said taking the box of chemicals from me, "and you can go change - I want to see you, now!"

I walked over and behind the curtain where she'd left the Adidas speedos. I pulled the curtain shut and picked them up. They where lined, thank goodness, but looked quite small. No chances of an escaping erection today - not like last week, that was too close. I slipped off my Aussie Bum square-cuts and pulled up the Adidas speedos. Nowadays, I wear jammers when swimming in competitions - tight fitted shorts than run down to the knee, popularised by the Sydney Olympics in 2000. I hadn't worn a pair of competition speedos for a while. They where very tight, possibly a size too small. My cock and balls fitted snugly into them, making a great bulge. They just covered my ass, as I pulled them out my crack slightly. Lucky I'd had a trim the night before, as the cut left little room for much else.

"Let me see!" Steph called out.
I pulled back the curtain and watched her mouth drop. She stared right at them.
"Ohh," she took a breath, "they look hot on you!"
"Thanks - good choice."
She looked up at me, "ready for a swim?"

Before I could answer she had grabbed my arm and before I could even react, threw me into the deep end of the pool. After the hour of work, the cool refreshing water felt great. The speedos remained tight and felt great, I forgot how comfortable they where to wear in the water.

"You bitch!" I yelled out, watching her laugh on the side of the pool. I swam over to the side and tried to grab her leg, but she dived in over me.
I turned around and watched her head poke out of the water.
"How are the trunks?" Steph asked.
"Really comfortable, but I think I left the label in, there's something poking me in the ass."
She chuckled and swam over to me. She put her hand down my back and under my speedos onto my bum. She grabbed the label pulling me towards her. I felt her breasts press against my chest, they where very firm. I felt my cock get a little excited and press against the fabric of the speedo.

"Got it!"
Steph pulled the label out of the water and put it on the side.
"Oh hold on," she put her hand down my speedos again and felt around for the bit of the label tag left in. She gave my ass a little feel and I smiled. She found the tag and pulled it out.
"Don't want to leave that in there!"

We swam a few gentle lengths of breast stroke and agreed the conditions of the race. Four lengths. One front crawl, one breast stroke, one back crawl and one of whatever we liked - one after the over. No heats, just a winner and a loser.

"I'll grab some goggles." We where in the deep end, nearest the summer house. She pulled herself out of the pool frontwards, then turning so she was sitting facing me in the pool. Her legs where slightly apart and the water had made her one piece tighter, showing a bit of a pussy lips to me. I had a quick look while her eyes where shut and she was sorting out her hair. The water was running of her and I could just make out her lips in the tight fabric. She got up and went into the summer house, grabbing a couple of goggles, threw one to me and told me we're doing a diving start.

All the day's emotions, and her little display just then, had got to me and I had a hard one forming. I climbed out the pool without hesitancy as not to cause suspicion. My cock was pushing the fabric away from my body slightly on the sides. I looked down as I was getting out of the pool, 'oh shit!' I thought to myself, 'she's going to laugh at me, or it's going to be really embarrassing, too late now...'

"My boyfriend isn't that big down there, sorry, you could probably do with a size bigger." Steph smiled at me. Before I had time to reply she shouted "ready? on three!"

The race was neck and neck. I went at full speed the first length and turned to see how far away behind me she was, assuming she'd be slower - but she had already turned and was on her way back up the pool doing breast stroke. All her days swimming lengths had given her a lot of stamina, even though she wasn't that big a girl, like most of the girls on the swimming team at university, she had a lot of power. I tried to catch up, but on the last length lost it completely and she powered ahead winning by a few seconds.

"That... was..." I was out of breath, "really... hard..." I took off my goggles to see her smiling proudly at me. "You're quick."
"Thanks - I only work at weekends, the rest of the time I'm swimming up and down here" she replied.

We did a few calmer lengths, chatting a bit. I noticed the sun was starting to go behind a tree, where it was when I was leaving last week.
"I better get showered" I said to Steph.
"Me too, I'm going out this evening."

We where in the deep end. Steph pulled herself out of the pool the same way she did before, giving me a view of her pussy through her tight one piece while she sorted out her hair and took off her goggles. I quickly pulled myself out next to her, so as not to seem like I was hanging about perving.

"Is there just the one shower?" I asked, innocently.
"Yeah, but it's quite big" Steph replied, standing up. All the swimming had left the swimsuit clinging to every line on her body. You could make out her belly button and her nipples quite clearly now.

I walked to the left side of the summer house, where the shower was. It had frosted glass facing the pool and was secluded behind by trees. You could probably tell if somebody was in there, but you couldn't see them without poking your head around.

I went behind the screen and switched the shower on. It had a large head spraying water over a large area - it was set at the perfect temperature. On a little shelf where some shower gels.
I called out, "Could I use some shower gel, please Steph?"
She came around the corner and joined me in the shower.
"Sure, I think there's a nice man one somewhere."

I had a look through and found an FCUK one at the back, pulled it out and poured a bit on my hand then rubbed my chest and under my arms. Steph was pulling out her hair tie and pulling it back out of her face.
She looked at me and smiled. I loved this smile, more than any bikini or swimsuit, no matter how tight, it was stunning.
"Do you want me to do your back, Jon?" she asked, tilting her head to one side.
"Yeah..." I became hesitant again. I feebly poured some shower gel on her hand and put it on the shelf and turned away. She smoothly and calmly massaged it in. It was a little awkward and my mind was racing again. The warm water, the gorgeous girl, the cool outdoor breeze and the suds played with my mind and before long my cock was pressing against the fabric of the speedo.

Steph had got down to the small of my back and gave me ass a quick squeeze. "Could you do me, please?"
She passed me her shower gel from the shelf and turned around. To my amazement, she slowly took off each of the straps on her shoulders and peeled down her swimsuit, just leaving it on her hips. I was speechless. I couldn't see her breasts, but just knowing they where there sent me wild. My cock pressed even further against my speedos, almost pulling them down, the drawstring popped out.

"Can you massage me like you did with the sunscreen? That was nice..."
"Suure," I said with a stutter.
I started on her shoulders and worked down her back. The water pouring over us. She let out a little moan as I got to the small of her back. "Keep going..." she said.
I've never really massaged an ass before, so I went around for her hips. I rubbed up and down the contours and around onto her back again. She turned her head towards me and bit her lip, letting out a little moan.

"That's nice" she said, closing her eyes. I rubbed down her back, around her hips and up onto her back again. She opened her eyes, looked right in mine and turned around. I saw her breasts for the first time, in the flesh. I had a pretty good view before from the various bikinis and swimsuits, but they where even better than I imaginged. Her nipples where hard and her breasts perky. There was no fold, just full and firm.
"You're beautiful" I said shaking my head.
She smiled and pulled in for a kiss, stopping just before my lips. "Thanks".

The kiss probably lasted a second, but it felt like forever. Here was an utterly gorgeous girl, with a swimsuit around her hips kissing me. Me, in a speedo with a cock drying to get out.

Steph pulled back a bit. "You're not so bad yourself"
She kissed my shoulders, looking up occasionally. Her hands felt their way down my torso and onto my hips. My cock was crying out for attention, I could feel its pulse. But it was still strapped by the tight speedo.

She kissed my chest and her hands wondered down to the band of the speedo. She ran her fingers along the inside and looked down.
"Somebody wants to be let out, don't they?" she said like she was taking to a dog.
I looked up. "Tell me about it," I laughed.

"You'll have to have patience first, though," Steph stood up, "I'm not clean yet!"
She turned around and pressed her ass against my cock, picking up her shower gel. She put some in her hands and gently massaged each of her legs. She bent over to clean her feet, pressing the crack of her ass, still covered by the tight one piece up against my cock.

Steph stood up straight, pulling her swimsuit back on covering her back. She turned towards me, putting her hand on my cock and balls. She bit her lip, closed her eyes and gave another moan. She looked up and opened her eyes.
"You're so fine, I wanted this from the moment I saw you walking around in your grey trunks the first time."
She came up close and kissed me gently. "Let me dry you off, in here."

She took my hand and pulled me out of the shower, switching it off as she pulled me away from the wall. She ran round the screen and pulled me into the summer house.

I'd been in here before to get my Coke. To the left there was a fridge with glasses, like a little bar. To the right, a chest of drawers. In the middle where two large wooden sofas, with plenty of cushions. I was still dripping wet with my speedos still clinging to my cock. Steph hadn't quite adjusted her swimsuit and it was clinging to her ass, revealing her crack. The water was still running off her and the chill having got out of the warm shower had made her nipples stand on end.

Steph turned away closed the curtains then closed and locked the doors. She took both of my hands and led me over to one of the sofas, lying down dragging me ontop. She kissed me with great passion.
"I know what you want Jon," she said, between kisses.
"Oh yeah?" I replied jokingly
"The longer you can keep me before I come, the longer I'll keep you."

She stopped and looked right into my eyes.

I kissed her neck, slowly. The best piece of advice I have ever been given in my entire life was that every girl likes being kissed on their neck. No love bites, just gentle kisses.
"Yes, Jon, yes" she sighed, biting her lip and closing her eyes.
I moved down her body, moving away each strap of her one piece swimsuit, kissing it and replacing it before moving across her chest. Her swimsuit was still wet and clung to her, her nipples poking out. I softly kissed them ontop of the swimsuit.
"Do it!", her body flinched. "Take me!"

I removed each strap and pulled her swimsuit down, revealing those amazing firm breasts again. I licked the tip of her nipples, my hands on her hips, pulling her swimsuit. I kneeled between her legs, she gave me a pout. I pulled the last of her swimsuit off her hips, revealing her hairless pussy.

I moved back to her chest, kissing every part of it, my hands taking off her swimsuit and dropping it on the floor. It had left her body moist and soft. I ran my hands up her legs to her thighs, as I kissed further down. Her body flinched again and she let out a cry. I looked up, her mouth was open and her eyes tightly shut. She ran her hands down my back. I kissed down her tummy, to the top of pussy. My hands ran up her thighs and stopped just before her lips - I could feel the heat coming off.

I looked up, she was looking down at me, her face slightly red with one hand cupping her chest and another on my neck. I ran my finger around the edge of her lips. She quivered, letting out a moan. "Fuck" she muttered, drawing a big breath. I got to the top of her lips and ran my finger over them. She was wet and hot, her body shaking at every touch. I pressed and made gentle circles around the top. "YES, YES! THERE!"

I took my tongue and made the same shape there, moving a finger slightly inside her. "MORE!" she cried, biting her lip, moving her head from side to side. I went a little faster with my tongue and went a little deeper with my finger. She climbed across the sofa, breathing very heavily. "MORE!" she cried again, her eyes scrunched up. I put another finger in - it almost didn't fit! She was tight and she could feel it. She let out a big moan as I started to run my fingers deeper inside, my tongue lapping her pussy.

She kept crying "MORE!" and eventually "HARDER!" as she started moving her hips up and down. I was having plenty of fun, but I could still feel my bulging erection, becoming quite painful now, in my tight, damp speedos. As much as I'd enjoy being played with for as long as possible, I wanted to come more than she did.

I curled my fingers up and reached inside. Steph cried out "FUCK YEES! I'm coming! I'm coming!" she put her hands on my head and breathed heavily, her pussy pumping around my hands. She was calming down, "yes, fuck yes" but her breathing was still strong. She was completely out of breath. She swung her head back as I slowed to a stop.

"That was..." catching her breath, "amazing. You lasted... quite a while."
I smiled at her, running my hands over her hips as she calmed down. Her breathing become steady again.
"Now," she smiled, "I know what you really want."

Steph sat up on the sofa, her hair a mess and her body moist from sweat and water. I stood up infront of her and she went towards my torso. She kissed it lightly, running her hands up my chest and down my back. She ran her finger nails down my cock over the fabric. She looked up at me, taking one hand and playing with the tie-cord. She pushed me away slightly and stood up to kiss me. "Lie down, I've got make this last."

She pushed me down onto the sofa and sat on my legs. She ran circles around my stomach, occasionally lifting up one of the tie-cord strings. She looked at me and smiled, bit her lip and pulled on both ends of the tie-cord, releasing the top of the speedo. My cock moved as she ran her fingers over the fabric.

Steph leaned towards me, her hand grabbing my cock through the tight speedo.
"This is what I want."
She kneeled and pulled down my speedo in a swift movement. My cock, having been restrained for nearly half an hour with an erection spang out. I'm an average size guy, but after having a trim, not having had a wank for a while and the heat of the moment, it seemed to be bigger than usual.

One hand went to her mouth as she gasped, her other hand on my hip.
"It's big, and really wants to come!" she laughed. "You're going to explode if I don't treat this carefully" she said as she moved her hand down and grabbed it firmly. She pulled up slowly and down even slower. She was going up or down on each second. Up, one second, down, one second. I opened my mouth and swung my head back. If she could keep this going, it will be amazing.

Steph's breath was getting faster, but not her hand. It stayed at a steady place as I whimpered for more. Her other hand went for her pussy, she was enjoying this as much as I was.

If you've never had a slow wank, it's pretty amazing as you're brought to the breach of orgasm many times, without ever coming. She knew this, as whenever I got close, she'd bit her lip and look sorry for me, letting out a little "aww" as she continued with her slow paced torture. Eventually I could bare it no longer. I cried out "faster, make me come!"
"No, that's too easy Jon, you have to wait." She kept the pace going. Time slipped by, I had no idea what was happening. I wanted to just reach out and grab her hand, but something stopped me. Instead I cried out "finish me, please!"

She moved her head down and licked the end as she continued the pace. She drew circles around the top of my cock, still on every second. Up, one second, down, one second. My body cave in eventually. I could feel my balls moving and my cock throbbing. "I'm going to come, I'm going to come!"
Steph pulled her head back and kept the slow motion, as come came shooting out, all over her chest, my chest and down her hand and my cock. It just kept coming. I was crying out "STEPH, YES, STEPH" as she slowed and stopped.

I was out of breath, panting heavily. She'd enjoyed it too, closing her eyes and biting her lip again. She jumped off and ran into the corner, grabbing a box of tissues.
"I needed that, so much. Jon, you where amazing. So good..." She got a little flutter and closed her eyes.

During the week Steph and I texted each other and spoke on Facebook. We chatted about everything; very little about that afternoon in the summer hose - but plenty of flurting.

As my next visit got closer, she asked for a request. She wanted me to wear the blue speedos with the white sides I wore. I said I'd love to, on condition that she wore her red one piece that she was wearing the first time we met. She agreed and also revealed she had a suprise for me.

The day arrived. I got up earlier than usual to have a proper groom, hoping that something similar would happen - if not more. I dressed in my blue Aussie Bums, a pair of beach shorts and a shirt.

I got to Steph's house at the usual time, but with no cars in the driveway. I let myself in around the side and got to work. It was getting late into the summer and the days where warm. The pool cover had been left off and a lot of debris had got into the pool. I stripped off my shirt and shorts and got to work in my speedos. I was working up a bit of a sweat, trying to get the last few leaves out of the pool. The nylon clung slightly around my cock as it swelled thinking about what might be to come.

I'd nearly finished when I heard a car pulling into the driveway. As the doors closed, I could hear two female voices, one of them Steph's, as they walked around the side of the house and into the garden. Steph came around the corner first, followed by another girl.

"Hi Jon, how're you?" Steph called down to the pool side
I looked at her friend. She was as stunning as Steph - same sort of height, but with blonde hair. They both wore skinny jeans and t-shirts.
"I'm great thanks... you?" I smiled back.
"Good. This is Kate, friend from uni. Kate this is Jon, our pool boy." Steph checked me out and gave me a little smile.

"Hi Jon" Kate said with a little grin. I was still wearing my speedos, she was obviously checking me out and made no attempt to hide it.

Steph turned to Kate, "they're in the pool house, let me find you one," she turned to me as they walked past and towards the summer house, "we're going to get some bikinis on and join you in the pool Jon."
"Ah, great, I need a swim."

They walked towards the summer house. Steph's ass was as tight as I remembered. Kate was much curvier, not skinny like Steph. I tidied up, listening to the girls chatting and giggling in the summer house.

The girls opened the door and walked out. Steph, true to her word, was wearing her red one piece from when I met her the first time. It fitted snugly around her firm breasts, showing a little bit of clevage. It was high legged and was pulled tight around her tight pussy. Kate had Steph's yellow boy-short bikini on. Kate's breasts where a little bigger and filled the top well and her curves showed off the shorts well, showing her perfect hour-glass figure. Her skin was well tanned and she looked like the ideal beach babe.

Their asses had got my cock going and it was pushing against the fabric a little. There was little I could do about this now, as putting shorts on would be obvious. Besides, it seemed to please Steph.

The girls lowered themselves into the water. "You comin' in Jon? You look like you need a dip" Kate smirked.
"Yeah!" I jumped in, I think my happiness was obvious.

The water was cool and felt great. I swam to the surface. On the side where the two most perfect girls in the two most perfect swimsuits, it doesn't get much better than this.

We swam a few lengths, chatting a bit. Through trying to make some kind of polite conversation, I'd ended up being challenge to a hand-stand competition. Steph went first, the competition being how long you can hold a stand for. She disapeared under the water and her legs poked out the top. Her ass was facing us, her one piece clung to it. Memories of last week came flooding back. Her ass against my cock in the shower.

She did well, but Kate reckoned she could do better. She went under and poked her legs up, facing us. The yellow shorts had gone slightly clear, the shorts tightly clung to her thighs. While she was underwater, Steph swam over to me.
"You look so hot in those trunks, I think Kate only wore that bikini to get your attention."

Kate righted herself, an impressive time. "C'mon then Jon!" Kate shouted.

I drew a deep breath. Partly because I was about to do a hand-stand, but party because the display and Steph's comments had an effect on my cock. I went under, Steph was behind me and Kate infront. 'To hell with it,' I thought. I put my hands on the floor of the pool and lifted my body out. I could feel the nylon cling to my raing cock. It pulled the fabric from around my ass too, going up my crack slightly.

I righted myself and swept my hair back. Kate was infront of me, "impressive", she grinned at me.

We swam around a bit more, doing some dives - with great views - and having a great time. Rather annoyingly I had to get going soon as I'd foolishly said I'd meet with friends in the evening in town. Announcing this to the girls, they said they where getting cold, and they'd get showed and dressed too.

Where've I heard that before?

 " Sam you look very beautiful tonight," Keith said, interrupting her erotic thoughts.  

 " You too Keith," was all she could manage. She could feel the juices start to soak through her thin lacey panties. The dance seemed to drag on forever with nothing but fast songs. At last the Dj decided to put a slow one on. Keith took Sam into his arms very close and the two started to just rock back and forth.

  " I'm so lucky to be with the prettiest girl in the school," Keith muttered into her ear. She could barely listen to what he was saying, for she was too busy trying to comprehend what she was feeling. Keith had suddenly become very hard and she could almost feel him fully between her legs.

  " Oh god Keith I want you so bad"

Thats all it took the two then darted out the back door and down to the football field. The night was warm and there wasnt a soul in site. The moment they hit the green turf clothes were flying. Both were frantic. There was licking, kissing and sucking everywhere. Finally they slowed for a sec and things calmed.

" Keith I want you to fuck me like you've never fucked anyone before." With that Kieth gently laid Sam on the soft grass. Then he spread her legs as far as he could.

"God your wet baby," he said before he smoothly inserted three long fingers into her wet and swollen pussy. He could smell the sex on her  and it was intoxicating. Sam moaned loudly. Keith then started to lick her clit while still fingering her pussy. It didnt take long before Sam couldnt take anymore and was climbing higher and higher to her climax

" OH MY GOD IM CUMMING SO HARD OH BABY OH SHIT!," Sam screamed as she reached her first orgasm. She then collapsed, body going limp. Keiths dick was harder then he'd ever seen it. 
  "my turn baby" Then he grabbed Sam by her hair and forced his dick into her mouth. Sam gagged in surprise but then started to suck him good and hard, giving him the best blow job he'd ever got. As she tickled his balls with her fingertips Kieth knew he was close to blowing a huge load so he grabbed her hair and started to roughly thrust back and fourth until finally he let out a huge load right down Sams throat. It seemed like he'd never stop and the cum was now pouring out of her mouth and all over her huge tits. Finally with a few more quick twitches his dick stopped. He pulled out and looked at Sam. Her chin and tits were covered in his cum. This was the hottest thing that he'd ever saw, making him instantly hard again.

"Fuck me Keith right now'" Sam said as she laid back and spread her legs wide. If a hard fuck was what she wanted thats what she would get, and with that Keith pulled back then slammed is rock hard 11 inch cock right into her slick wet pussy. Sam screamed out in pain and pleasure.

"OH GOD BABY JUST LIKE THAT FUCK ME! OH KIETH FUCK ME HARD," then Keith then pulled back almost all the way out and rammed into her again and again, when he started to feel his nuts tighten he knew it was almost time to cum but he just wasnt ready for that yet and pulled all the way out. He threw Sam over onto her stomach and demanded that she get on her hands and knees. Sam quickly obeyed. Then he thrust his dick into her tight ass.

" SHit oh god kieth Im going to cum! Your cock feels so wonderful in my ass."

 The pure extasy of this was impossible and kieth almost blew his load right there. Sam started to get closer to her orgasm and was getting anxious, as she started to thrust back at him with her ass. While fingereing her pussy and clit at the same time. Keith knew he couldnt hold it anymore and just let go deep into her ass. THis caused sam to orgasm so hard, her body shook. It took close to ten minutes before either of them were able to speak.

" OH baby lets go for round two," Sam said with a huge smile on her face...

 She came up for air and took her top off. Seeing her tits float in the water turned me onm so much. She went back down to my cock and sucked me off until I couldnt hold it anymore. I squeezed her tits and came a full load into her mouth.

She came up again and smiled. She still had my load in her mouth. She gargled it then swallowed it all.

"Now your turn she said" She sat up in the pool edge and removed her bikini bottom. Her pussy as so pink and sexy I just could stop myself. I dived in licking her clit and fingering her. SHe moaned gracefully and kept telling me to go harder and not to stop.

"Ohhh....Yeh...right there don't stop, Oh my god.... yes....yes.... Oh I'm cumming" and with that she burst out her loadest moan and came on my face.

That was fantastic she said i want you more now then ever. I had got hard again so decided to fuck her hard. We fucked around 5 times that afternoon and at the end she said she would be back tommorrow for more. Wow i couldn't stop thinking about her for the rest of that night.

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

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

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

-We walk deep into the woods-

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

- That is when you play the video-

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

-Look deep into the spiral Tyson-

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

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

• I will respond yes master whatever you ask-.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Well that was then and this was now. I'd had my share of dates, carnivals, cinemas. Now a job took my time during the week but that left Saturday night, the only night I really felt like a date. During the days of the week, I had to get ready for work the next day and that was true on Sunday because the next day was work.

Friday I was tired from work. A trip to the local with friends was the usual thing. Sometimes we got off work early. And Friday had unexpected excitement and drives to the beach--but that's another story--another Kitty tale! Tail!

But Saturday, well, I had all day to rest up, get bathed, dressed, clean house, do a few errands, some personal things, get ready for a little fun on a Saturday night and now I had a "steady" guy who was full of fun and ideas and innovations and I always had something to anticipate. I never knew, from one Saturday to the next, what that might be.

One night we went dancing, another the cinema, or a new restaurant. Another night we stayed at my place, had supper and played cards, on one occasion we played strip poker (I lost! but got a prize anyway.) and then games apres strip poker...we were in the mood you know. We were often in the mood before, during, after...even in between...our games and adventures. Sometimes on the way to the cinema, or in the parking lot at the restaurant. I never knew the surprises he had for me so I let them come as they would. He was full of ideas and I was willing to play.

He said we should have a French night. French cuisine, a quiche Lorraine, French wine, of course, endive salad, vinegarette dressing, and...a French maid (that was my part in the French night) and a "French" movie. I spent all day getting ready: candles lit, vinegarette and endive, quiche ingredients--he was bringing the wine--and then my role--the "maid." That took some thinking. What did a maid wear for supper--waiting at supper and waiting (eagerly) for after supper?

I put on a short skirt, hemline way above the knees, short sleeve blouse with decolletage, obviously. A lace apron, a frilled wristband, hair up with a Spanish comb--and--to top (or bottom) it off, stockings and suspenders, you could just see the suspendersd at the hemline, no knickers and I was ready for the meal and embarrasingly wet just getting into my outfit and the evening hadn't started. I wondered if we would get to the main course or make our own, skipping the food. May be "I" was the real main course.

It was in my mind. Making me wet. You know. But it's usually in the mind, isn't it. The thoughts and expectations. He would say: What's under her dress? What are her breasts like after seeing her cleavage? Breasts released to my grasp, caress and touch. I want to suck your nipples and run my tongue over them, feel them tense, grow stiff. But it starts with the idea of the thing. What will come out of his pants when unzipped? To hold John Thomas in my hand and feel it stiffen because of me. The idea...in my mind...making me wet...thinking of release, orgasm...thinking and, not just thinking, making more feelings when I walked or sat.

My guy arrived, roses in one hand, bottle of wine in the other, greeting me with a kiss and much admiring look. "You are alluring you hot French maid," he said. I was already hot and lubricated as I was, walking to the kitchen was getting me hotter. He could have taken me at the door. But prolong it. I quickly opened the wine and stood still for a minute--hoping to cool down a little. We were having a French evening and I at least wanted something to eat before the rest of the expected events.

The table was already set, candles lit, salad waiting, white linen table cloth. My guy was usually on time and I was prepared for our hot and sexy French fantasy evening in this quiet part of England. We had a little wine, relaxing in my lounge as he looked me over. Admiring me. Talk about reading his eyes. He liked the garters and the short skirt and the low neck line--without bra--and he knew it was stockings, suspenders--nothing else to be in the way of our evening. It was the kind of Saturday evening we both had in mind.

I'm glad we had no dessert, it would have been a waste! While serving the salad: a little cuddling--it's what French maids do, the dirty girls!--and kissing--they do that too--and some feels to be certain of my nakedness. His fingers, just touching, were making me so hot my ears throbbed. Of course they slipped right in and made my knees move. I felt very French and dirty and excited. The cooking bell sounded. It was hard to stop for dinner but I forced myself. The quiche was ready (so was I) and even though quiche is not my thing, it was the ambience, and good.

I don't remember the conversation--it was in English--but I remember the wine soothing my throat and I was opening another bottle--and his hand behind me as I bent to pour it--and his damnable fingers again--making me weak. I sat on his lap and fed him a mouthful--of quiche. He kissed me and his English hands were between my "French" thighs again, fingers in and out, thumb on my clit, and me squirming on his lap. Hot!

Then he slapped my bottom and I was off to my chair for a breather. Thank goodness! I was about to come on his lap. My face was red. My breath short. The wine cooling, soothing, drizzling down my throat. I needed a break. He took my hand pulling it to his lap. He was excited, too, John Thomas ( or Juan Pierre?) was stiff and I gave him--John T.--a warm squeeze. I knew where John T. wanted to be--embraced, enveloped, concealed, revealed, enclosed and released, entering and exiting--I squeezed him again.

The wine was gone by the time we stumbled to the couch for the competion of "French Night." We were both lubricated--me doubly--him too--but it was the floor for the finale, and I was ready for that even if it was on the brief side. I was almost coming when he arrived and after the wine and cuddles well...John Thomas took little time to finish me off. I'd been ready and eager all evening. And when he entered it made me come too quick but I couldn't hold it back. It had been in my mind from the beginning and ready to happen. He fucked me again later that night.

But, then on another Saturday his ideas were too much even for me and I didn't want to "Play" his game, this night. I made him a nice supper and picked out a special wine, which we drank. He put a tape in the VCR and we sat down to watch, whatever it was, and it was well...another surprise.

He had put on a French movie--a dirty movie, dirty girls and all that they do and so I got up and opened another bottle. He asked me back to the couch but I washed the dishes instead. I couldn't help taking a peek, of course. It was the Dallas Cheerleaders trying to raise money for a team trip to another city.

It was the mental thing again: cheerleaders--both male and female. My mind saw them as exuberant, scantily dressed, jumping and leaping, showing their knickers and legs, maybe some cleavage. Spreading their legs, leaping in the air and landing in the boys arms, knickers exposed. Usually cute girls and cute guys. The whole thing was in the imagination and very sexual. Imagine how they'd look naked. Rip off the knickers, or the buys' shorts for that matter from the female point of view, how would they look and spread those legs now, sweetheart and let's see what happens. Let's see your dicks and balls. You're all excited. Let's cool you down as only a good Rogering will do to a willing girl and guy. I wondered about taking down the athletic guy's shorts and getting a good Rogering myself as I peeked at the show on the telly. These weren't ordinary cheerleaders they were cheerleaders from imagination.

 

Soon these "Cheerleaders" were doing unmentionable things to raise money-- licking dicks, giving hand jobs and getting fucked by cocks and groaning and all that. My guy sat and watched the show and I caught a glimpse between dishes. They were fairly ordinary-looking, but pretty girls and I peeked more as the movie went along, finally joining my guy on the couch. I'll admit it was interesting. And watching the situations and the fucking was making my cheeks warm. They looked like they were enjoying it for real.

While I had done some of those things, most of them actually, I hadn't watched someone else doing it, except quick reflections in the mirror or the telly screen of me and my guy doing it and that was sexy. Even if it was ourselves I was watching, it made me hot.

My girlfriends said: "They're all the same. Seen one seen 'em all." But this movie was different. They didn't seem like actors. They seemed like people. Like us. It was fun checking what other people did. And they were much more free in their sex and the more I looked the warmer I got and went for more wine.

By this time, I was also being "checked out." My guy was stiff as a board! The wine had gone to our heads and I was receiving some head of my own and feeling juicy and wet anyway. The movie helped a little, too. It was the idea of the thing. The hot sexual atmosphere in our room infected me. I got wet fast, even before he took off my knickers. He was working me over.

Funny that... I looked at the telly now, at that movie, and one of the cheerleaders was getting a good working over with another cheerleader holding the guy's balls as he was fucking her. I didn't think they were acting. She wasn't acting, anyway. Not the way her fingers clutched at his back and her knees jerked up and she pulled him deeper.

I thought how I would feel in that situation--on a movie set, a cameraman and a director watching, some members of the lighting crew and sound crew watching--looking at my pretty body. My nipples would be hard, I knew they would be. Looking at my soft skin and pretty legs, spread open. I bet the crew would be hot watching me. But it was not just them watching...or the quiet ticking of the movie camera...ticking...ticking...the actor would move up my thighs with his tongue and kiss my mouth. I would spread my legs, just a little at first, more later. I didn't want him to think I was easy. I was a reluctant cheerleader, not a porn actress, and he had to be careful with me, not push me too far, but I was getting hot now and looked up at all the stage crew. All quiet except the camera, ticking...ticking. Many eyes, intently searching my nakedness and openness. Iwas really hot and my lips wet...waiting. My cunt was pulsing... ticking... After all, he was kissing me, feeling my legs and he said a few words of dialogue about how pretty and wet I was. My eyes began to glaze under the hot lights of the studio and I was somewhere else, enjoying the moments, the lights warming my already warm body. I felt human. I needed holding, touching.

This was a job for me at first and I had already been paid for my "work." But I felt his cock bump my fanny as he stood over me. I looked at him. Behind him were lights and anonymous faces, waiting, wanting, all of them wanting me, and him ready. I reached out and he took my hand. I held his stiff cock. It flexed in my hand and the actor smiled. I said my lines: "You're going to help our squad, aren't you Mr. Jones?" He replied: "You do your part--I'll do mine."

He leaned over and kissed me again and worked his way down between my legs. I was trying to prolong it. I didn't know if I could. I needed to hold back. I didn't want to spoil the scene and have to do it over again. At least not that day.

I focused on other things--on gardening...on getting in my car and driving to work...on washing dishes...on eating ice cream and licking the spoon. Then I was in a shower, the water streaming over me and I felt his licking over me up and down and all over...and tried to focus mentally on the lights, the cameras, the crew, the...action but my legs were being held and he spread my lips with his cock on me, poking at me, opening me...slipping inside...inside! And I realized how big was his cock and it was gradually going into me all the way. I got tense and held myself. Waiting. I forgot my lines. He pushed a little and I felt the head enter again. He was a "good" actor--well-designed for his role. He pushed cock further in, withdrew, was wet from me, slippery, pushed further in, spreading me apart, hurting a little. I was hot. Forgot my lines. Resigned to feeling this Thing in me.

I looked at the scene and was away from the scene watching this pretty woman spread herself for this well-built man with the large penis...he was made for the part...and parting the woman's lips, entering her, stroking her, the camera crew very quiet now...he was stroking more and I saw her hands reach down to measure...And then I was on my back and feeling him, resisting the feeling as best I could but I couldn't, I just...could...not...h..h..help...my...self. I began to let go. I hoped they were getting this on film...I was letting go and couldn't stop and grabbed him. "Hurt me, you bastard...." (it wasn't my line but I said it anyway) "Hurt me! Fuck me!" He was all the way in; rammed me again and was entirely into me. I was choking on it...fucking and bucking on it and looked up.

My guy was smiling at me, kissing at my mouth... pushing into me, working me over, working my up, way up and fu...fucking me good. I looked over at the telly. The same thing happening in the movie was happening to me on the floor in my place, beside the couch and I let go and opened and called him "bastard" and "hurt me" and it was real and I couldn't stop coming and clutching his back, lifting to his strokes that made me choke and gasp for air.

I had played my part. I couldn't help it. I was good at it. He told me so between kisses and strokes and lay breathing hard beside me. I nuzzled in his chest and felt a coolness and pulled a throw over us. Just like the movies. The French movie.

Maybe it's true if you've seen one you've seen 'em all but I was actually in this one! And I wasn't just playing a role. I wondered what my next "role" would be like. I couldn't wait to find out!

 

“Oh goodness, Jason, no fret I interrupted you and was kind enough to let me in.” As I leaned in to kiss her cheek I could almost swear I could smell the cum on her breath but I knew it was my imagination. I looked back to Mom and asked if the needed a refill and her affirmative answer directed me to the kitchen were the kettle was still hot. I poured anther pot and headed back to the living room.

The conversation the two ladies were having ran a shiver down my spine. “I know we were supposed to go out to dinner tonight, Connie but I didn’t know the sink would stop up and I beg to reschedule our plans. And that was why I asked if Jason could come over and see if he could help.”

My Mom quickly responded, “Why not call a plumber, Lois they are professional and I’m not sure Jason is capable of unstopping your sink.”

“I hate to call a plumber this late in the day; it would cost me a fortune. If he can’t help I call on Monday and suffer through the weekend.”

Mom relented and as I walked in the room Mom looked over and explained Mrs. Hansen’s problem and asked if I would mind going over and helping. Goosebumps rose on my arms as I mused that maybe this would be an opportunity to lose my virginity but I tried to remain calm as I spoke. “I’d be glad to help.” After what you did a while ago I thought looking straight at Mrs. Hansen it’s the least I can do.

Mom smiled at me and said, “Well, I guess its dinner alone for this lonely widow.” I hoped and prayed that Mom would not invite herself and was relieved when she continued, “There is a movie on tonight and since our plans have changed I will grab a quick bite and curl up on the couch.”

“Jason, go change out of those shorts and put on something more respectable of you are going to Mrs. Hansen’s.”

Mrs. Hansen was quick to the rescue and immediately spoke, “Nonsense, Connie he will probably get dirty anyway, no use ruining good clothes.” I was still standing a few feet from the ladies seated and when I looked to Mrs. Hansen she was staring at my crotch and I noticed the same glimmer as before and I had to set the pot down and turn away as I felt myself getting turned on by the way Mrs. Hansen eyed the bulge tucked inside my tight jean shorts.

I started to run up the stairs and yelled back over my shoulder, “Give me a minute to grab my wallet and house key and I’ll be ready when you are, Mrs. Hansen.” After grabbing the essentials I took down the stairs two at a time and reentered were the ladies were just as Mom and Mrs. Hansen were hugging.

“You take good care of Mrs. Hansen, Jason and call me if you are going to be late.” “Don’t you worry, Connie I’m sure Jason will be good to me.” She said this with a smirk on her face that only I could see.

Mom waved good bye as I held the car door open for Mrs., Hansen. “My, what a gentleman.” Uh Huh I had ulterior motives because I was trying to get a glimpse of her legs, but I didn’t let on and boy did I get a surprise. She not only showed some leg, she hiked up the dress a little and very un-lady like sat on the seat and swung her legs in one at a time. I saw a small glimpse of panty as her leg was swinging in to get settled with the other.

I quickly closed her door and ran to the passenger side and got in before my fledgling erection became noticeable. We drove off towards Mrs. Hansen’s house and as she drove I couldn’t help staring at her bare legs. She hadn’t bothered to pull her dress back down and she caught me staring. “You like my legs, Jason?”

 The sexy tone in her voice kept me from embarrassment and I replied huskily,” Yes, Mrs. Hansen I think your legs are beautiful.”  “Would you like to tough my leg, Jason?” I couldn’t answer, my throat was dry and I was so excited at the thought of touching this mature woman that all I could do was tentatively reach out and rest my hand just above her knee.

“That feels nice, Jason.” She put her hand on top of mine and drew my hand to her thigh and whispered, “Have you felt a woman’s pussy before, Jason?” With that my hand was drawn up to the top of her panties where I could feel they were hot and moist. Oh God, I though I’m going to blow a wad before I get a feel. I squeezed my ass cheeks together to keep from cumming in my pants. I let my middle finger explore lower down the cleft of her crack and I could feel a great deal of moisture.

“You make me so wet, Jason. Pull the leg of my panties aside and touch me.” I did as she asked and when my finger delved into the slit I was amazed at the wetness. I felt proud that I was making her this horny but I was also encouraged by this so I snaked my finger in until I felt the entrance to her canal and shoved my middle finger all the way into her until my palm was flat against her mound. I felt the car swerve some and I looked at Mrs. Hansen’s face and her eyelids were almost closed.

“Should we pull over Mrs. Hansen?”

“Yesss,” she mumbled, and quickly turned into an alley behind a shopping mall and pulled the car to a stop behind a row of dumpsters. She killed the lights and shut off the car. Her legs spread and gave me access to her womanly charms. I tool full advantage and started to pull my middle finger out until just the tip was embedded in her and forcefully rammed my finger back in to the hilt. “Take my panties down, Jason, hurry your finger feels so good in me, I need to cum so bad.”

She lifted her butt off the car seat and I pulled until her panties were around her ankles and she kicked off her shoes and used her foot to remove them completely. That was when I noticed her smell and it was intoxicating. I had never smelled anything like it and my tool was straining to rip my zipper apart. I continued with renewed energy and added another finger to the fuck I was giving her.

Her hips were straining up to meet my fingers and she literally fucked my hand, her juices were abundant and dripping down my wrist. “Oh God your fingers feel good, Jason I am about to cum.” I wanted to experiment a little so I massaged the top of her mound with my thumb and when I encountered the bump at the top center her hips flailed and she cried out. “Yes Jason there. My clit Jason massage my clit.” Taking one dripping finger out her hole I brought it up and flicked her button and the other finger felt the walls of the pussy contract. Another small jolt of juice surrounded my finger.

“Mrs. Hansen can I lick you? I want to make you feel as good as you did me earlier.”

“Oh yes, Jason please lick my pussy.” I removed my fingers from her hole and got out of the car and ran to her side. She brought her legs around the outside of the car door and spread wide. I dropped to my knees and felt the initial grounding of the asphalt skinning me and my first thought was I should have listened to Mom and changed. But even though the knees were suffering nothing was going to stop me from licking my first pussy.

I brought my nose closer to her cunt and sniffed deeply. My dick jumped in my pants in response and I lightly touched her slit with the tip of my tongue and blew warm air into her wetness. Oh what a sweet taste, I love this taste I thought, and I explored further. I stuck my tongue as far as I could up her juicy canal and started tongue fucking Mrs. Hansen feverishly. I reached up with both hands and spread the lips apart and ran my thumb up against her clit.

“Ohhh my God, Jason that feels so good lick me, honey, lick me harder.” I removed my tongue from her hole and flicked up against her clit as she reached down and grabbed my head in both hands and ground her pussy hard against my face. My nose bumped against her pubic bone and although it hurt a little I did not draw back. I increased the tempo against the little button and she was undulating so much I strained to keep my tongue against her and licked harder.

“Ohh yessss, I’m cummimg, lick me, lick me.” I felt the first onslaught of her juices flow against my chin and drip down the crack of her ass. I did not slow licking her and I tried to drink the copious nectar down. She must have become sensitive because she cried, “Stop, Jason I can’t take anymore.” I set back on my haunches and I noticed her eyes were closed and she had a contented look on her face. “That was good; I haven’t felt that good in a long time, Jason.” I smiled sheepishly and when she reached her arms out I fell against her and she hugged me tightly.

She looked into my eyes and bent down and kissed me lightly on my lips and proceeded to lick her cum from my face. My cock started to spew sperm and I was quickly drenched down my leg. It was worth it I thought I got to eat a pussy for the first time and I got a blow job earlier, what could be better? Then I heard, “Let’s hurry home Jason, I want you.”