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?"

 

it was a holiday monday and she had invited him over. he arrived, and things were their usual. she greeted him with a kiss and held his hand as she pulled him down into her basement. it was unfinished, and they spent most of their time down here, having fun. today, her lillte brother was home and she was supposed to be watching him.

kyle, leave. go play vicdeogames elsewhere.

but janey, mom said i could. im almost done this level.

kyle, go.

he left, mumbling under his breath as he climbed the wooden stairs to watch tv or read in his room.

finally, alone time. he said as he looked at her beautiful face.

lets see what we can accomplish in this time. she said as she winked at hime.

he climbed on top of her, kissing her passionatley. she rubbed his hair, as they moved all over the couch. today is the day she thought. i am going to show people i am not square. as he put his hand into her shirt, he unclipped her bra with one had. her breasts were feeling extra soft to his touch, and as soon as his finger tips touched, her nippled went rock hard. he loved this about her and contiuened to pinch. he could feel himself getting hard, and wondered if she felt. as they moved to the corner of the sofa, she unzipped his fly. they kept kissing but both were wondering what the other was thinking. she had never done this before and felt somewhat naughty. she wasnt the nice church girl people thought of her ass. she was horny as hell and would often pleasure herself in the shower. she wrapped her hand around his dick, and moved up and down slowly. she hoped she was doing it right.

mhhmhmhm. he moaned into her mouth. she knew just where to touch, and yet she had never done this he knew. they continued to kiss passionatley, as the pleasure built up.

tell me when baby. she whispered into his ear.

this turned him on immensely. he had been getting to the point, and was getting very hot.

im coming. he said to her.

she began to rub faster, and faster. it built up in him and he couldnt take it any longer.

im cominggggggg. he moaned as his giz came all over her hand. he had never felt so close to her in his life.

she rubbed it away, thinking how great that was and how right her girlfriends were when they talked about that.

how was it? she asked as she continued to rub his hair.

amazing. i cant believe it, u were wuite a pro

she giggled shyly and began to kiss him again.

let me return the favour. he whispered her and then blew onto her earlope. she went crazy.

he pulled her shirt over her head and removed her bra eith care. as she sat there topless, he viewed what he had been waiting to see for a month. her breasts were beautiful, with small pink nipples that were hard as hell. he began to rub them, making sure every part was touched. she moaned into his mouth. he lowered his head and began to lick around her left nipple. he continued to rub her other one, pinching it every so often to tease her.

ohhhhhhh ya baby. she moaned quietly as he continued.

he ran his tongue down her stomch. this sent shivers through her spine so great that she could only imagaine. what will he do next she thought. he began to unzip the fly of her jeans. he lowered them to her knees. she was wearing cute panties with hearts on them. he smiled to himself. he loved her innocence and it was a reall turn on for him. he could feel himself getting hard with anticipation. he slowly rubbed his finger on the outside, where he could already see wetness. she cooed softly, pushing his head down. he slipped off her underwear to reveal a shining shaved pussy. good girl he thoiight, no hair to mess with. he began to breathe onto her mound, and ever so gently brought his tongue to her thighs. she swallowed, and began to breathe a bit deeper. he traced around her slit as it opened up to reveal the niced pussy he would ever see. he rubbed his lips up the middle, making her moan out loud.

quiet, he said.

im sorry, go on baby. i love it.

he returned, opening her lips with his thumb and licked around her clit. she began to pant and started pushing his head deeper. he began to lick faster, and she soon joined his rythm with her hips. he stuck 2 fingers in, and kept licking at her clit. she was moaning louder, and louder. finally, he nibbled on her love button, sending her over the edge.

ahhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiii, she moaned as the juices flowed all over her crotch. she had just had the best feeling in the world and couldnt believe how well it felt.

you okay babe? he asked, smiling at his actions

omg baby, i love you. i am so wet right now. ill do whatever you want, make me cum again baby. she groaned

he grinned to himself and started to pull down his pants. his dick stood at full erecct, waiting to be let out of his boxers.

you ready to do this? he asked

she wasnt, and she knew that. but she loved him, and wanted to have another orgasm. she nodded, and closed her eyes.

he pulled down his boxers. his dick was as hard as it has ever been. he was about 8 inches. she was horny and was ready for anything. he rubbed her pussy lips with his fingers, and slipped 2 in to get her ready. she kept her eyes closed. she was enjoying this, but she had not yet broken her cherry. she was nervous and didnt want him to know.

go ahead, she said, make me a woman.

he pullled away his hand and spread her opening. he rubbed it with the tip of his dick, and slowly inched it into her mound. she felt little pain, and wondered if it was all in. he was surprised at how tight she was, and loved this feeling. he started to thrust in and out, starting off at a slow pace as not to hurt her.

omg baby, this feels so right. she moaned

he kept going at it, thrusting in his dick and rubbing her breasts. her rock hard nipples felt warm, and this was a good sign. faster and faster, he felt it building up.

omgggg janey, you are so fucking tight i love it. he groaned

she giggled to herself, but kept her eyes tight. she could feel his balls slapping her ass and this too made her steamy. she was feeling better by the second. all this pleasure was making her so hot, she couldexplode at any minute.

i cant take it, im gunna cummmmmmm. he said as he came into her hole. she could feel the warmness and this in turn helped her climax.

omggggggggggggggg. she screamed as her cunt tightened and she shook on the spot, covered with mixed emotions of pleasure and wildness.

she was shivering, and her legs tingled. she had never felt so good and she was breathing deeper then ever.

that was amazing. he told her, taking deep breaths.

i love you, lets do this again tomorrow. she suggested, and went off to have a shower. her cute ass shook as she walked. i love her he thought. and he dozed off on her couch.

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.”

“It’s not like we are doing homework, I have to get in the mood. Come on into the kitchen and grab a chair.

They walked into the kitchen. Shelley sat down at the computer and pulled up sexstories.com She pulled up a story about a sex slave wife and her husband.

Trevor and Shelley read it. They were both getting in the mood. Shelley lay her hand on his growing crotch. Trevor smiled as his cock leapt to attention. Trevor slipped his hands between Shelley’s legs and started rubbing.

“Yeah, I am starting to see how this kinky thing can be fun. I've never been turned on my whips and chains like that.” Trevor said as they finished the story.

“Wanna go to my room?”

“Yeah”

They laid down on Shelley’s bed.

“So what’s your biggest turn on?” Trevor said starting to grope Shelley’s B breasts.

“I love to make out and be bitten.”

“I see.” Trevor said. He moved his head down to Shelley’s chest and bit down hard on her nipple. Shelley gasped. Trevor grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off over her head. Shelley pulled his shirt off. Trevor and Shelley started to kiss passionately. Shelley pulled him on top of her and unzipped his pants. One of Trevor’s hands worked one breast and his mouth took care of the other. His other hand was busy taking off her boxers. He rubbed his hand along her soft, moist, pink folds. He shoved a finger into her pussy and rubbed her clit with his thumb. He then pushed another finger inside of her. Shelley had finally gotten all of Trevor naked. She slowly started to rub her cock up and down. Her other hand rubbed his balls back and forth and lightly squeezed them. Trevor switched nipples biting sucking and licking the other one. They were both moaning.

Trevor pushed himself up and moved his head down to her pussy. Shelley slipped out from underneath him.

“No,” she simply said. She pushed him down on the bed and straddled him. She aggressively kissed him Slowly she started kissing down his face, neck, chest, stomach, and finally her eyes were wide on his cock. She kissed his dick all the way up one side and down the other. She took one ball into her mouth and sucked on it then switched balls. She stuck out her tongue and licked a spiral all the way up. She kissed the very tip of his head, then swirled her tongue around it. Shelley loved giving blowjobs. She took all of his head in, and played with it with her tongue. She came off of him and then lowered her head back down over his head and another inch. She came back up then plunged down adding another 2 inches. She did this until he was completely in her mouth. She was having so much fun listening to him moan and call out her name. She lapped at his pre cum , her tongue lashing against his head. Suddenly a blast of hot cum was inside of Shelley’s mouth. It was such an odd taste, but by no means did it taste bad. She swallowed it all. She kept her mouth on him until his cock was absolutely still.

“Oh my God, that was fucking awesome.” Trevor said. Shelley smiled and kissed him on the lips.

Trevor sat up and grabbed a crimson sheet.

“Give me your hands.” Trevor commanded.

Shelley looked up innocently and stuck out her hands. Trevor tied her wrists around the bed posts.

Trevor copied her style and started to kiss his way down. Suddenly Shelley started wiggling and kicking. She didn't want his mouth down there.

“Be still!”

“No way!”

“Do you want me to punish you?”

“I am not going to be still!” Shelley said trying to wiggle out of his grasps.

Suddenly his teeth were digging deep into her upper thigh.

Shelley screamed like no other. The thing was her bite screams sound a whole lot like an orgasm.

“Okay, I will be still.” Shelley said after Trevor finally stopped biting. Shelley was scared to death but allowed herself to be his.

Shivers went down her spine as his tongue flicked her clit. He shoved three fingers in her. He sucked her clit nibbling it with his teeth. He started to bite it harder and harder. With each bite Shelley let out little gasps of ecstasy . Despite the fact that she didn't want this in the first place, she sure as hell was enjoying it. His fingers slid out of her and his tongue slid in. She tasted good. His tongue went back to working her clit. He slid four fingers in. She was so tight he wasn't sure if his massive cock would fit into that tight little pussy of hers.

Suddenly Shelley gripped Trevor’s hair and wrapped her legs around his head. Shelley had a body rocking orgasm. Trevor gladly licked dup all of her love juices. Shelley’s body finally stopped relaxed and Shelley released his head.

“For fighting me so much you must roll over and expose your ass to me.” Trevor said. Shelley rolled over her arms even more restrained. Trevor smacked her ass hard. Shelley yelped.

“Master there is a dog chain near the front door.” Shelley said.

Trevor went and retrieved the chain leash. He smacked her with it several times and red lines started appearing on her ass.

“Roll over”

Shelley rolled over exposing her hot wet pussy and her hard pale nipples. He beat her lightly. He was getting hard at the chance of whipping her, especially since she was loving it. She jumped a little bit at each smack. Only once did he let it hit her clit which made her go crazy, sending shivers down her spine.

“Okay you have been punished enough. Now we will fuck.” Trevor said throwing the whip aside.

He positioned himself at her tight hole and thrust into her. She gasped pulled Trevor down and bit into his shoulder. She started clawing her back with her long nails. IT was the first time she got to induce pain, but she could tell he loved it. In and out he thrusted. Shelley slid up and down on the bed a little bit.

Shelley was in heaven. She had never had sex like this, thank God she was on the pill. It felt so raw and dirty, but oh so good. Trevor started to play with her clit which sent her into an earth shattering orgasm.

Trevor slammed as far as he could, his balls slapping her ass. He came deep inside her. IT was the first time a guy’s seed had ever filed her up. It felt amazing.

Trevor collapsed on top of her exhausted. They fell asleep together just talking to each other and caressing each other.

When Trevor woke up he heard water running. He walked into the bathroom while Shelley was showering.

“Hey baby.” Shelley said pulling him into the shower kissing him on the lips.

“Hey.” Trevor said. He grabbed a lufa and started to wash Shelley. The bubbles were so beautiful on her curvy body. Shelley then bubbled him up.

After they were all clean they dressed and Trevor left thinking “And the summer has just begun”

 

My next door neighbor was Jack, a divorcee with a very nice looking 16 year-old daughter, Dani.  By looking at her, you would never guess she was only 16.  She had beautiful long dark hair, a deep tan and the most beautiful set of legs you have ever seen on a female.   Dani stayed with her father every other weekend.  This just happened to be one of those weekend!.  Dani strolled out of the house wearing a blank tank top and matching shorts.  She smiled cheerfully and waved as she walked to the mailbox, her body glistening with suntan oil.

 

“Whatcha up to Girl?” I asked.  I had known Dani since she was about 10 years old since her father had lived next to me for six years.  Since I had a pool, Jack would bring Dani over on the weekends to swim.

 

“Nuttin’”, Dani exclaimed.  “Just took a break from lying out.  It’s too hot today”.

 

“You know you always have an open invite to the pool if you want to cool off! – or I can think of other ways to cool you down!”, I explained as I picked up the garden hose and shot a spray of water which hit her dead on the back.  She yelped, turned around and gave me an evil grin.

 

“Maybe later if I have nothing better to do!” she exclaimed.

 

“Whatever!  I’ll be here all day if you get bored”. 

 

As Dani walked back into the house, she quickly turned around to give me a cute little grin.  I waved and she disappeared in the house.  I quickly finished up the wash job on my Jeep, cleaned up and went back inside.

 

I continued to think about Dani as the next hour passed.  I had never though romantically about her due to our 16 year age difference but she was looking so grown up and actually acted more mature than most of the women I had been dating.  I was a good looking guy with a very athletic build and stylish so my choice in women was plenty.  But at the moment I had not been intimate with a woman in nearly a month, so I was a bit turned on by the interaction I had with Dani in the driveway.  I reached for a beer as I heard a tap on the door.

 

“I thought maybe you found something better to do”, I joked as I opened the door to let Dani in.  She brushed by me as she entered the house.

 

“My Dad called.  He and Stacy drove to Atlanta this morning to a friend’s wedding.  They were planning to come home tonight but apparently they decided to stay and come back tomorrow morning.  So I gotta find something to do tonight since my friends all have dates.

 

“I’ll be your date tonight, ok?  I’ll even spring for dinner if you’re up for it.”  I did enjoy her company but I especially enjoyed looking at her sensual body and beautiful face.

 

Dani walked past me and headed to the pool but quickly turned around and asked for a beer.  Of course, I challenged her on her age but she claimed she had drank a few beers before with a few friends, and promised not to tell anyone if I gave her one.  So I reached in the fridge and pulled out a Bud Light bottle.  She had her back to me as I slid the bottle around and touched it lightly on her tummy.  She jumped, squealed and punched me in the arm lightly with a cute flirtatious grin.   We walked toward the pool as she quickly took off her tank and shorts and dove in the water.  I watched as her body moved underwater.  As she surfaced, she turned around grinned and asked me to join her.  Without hesitation, I dove in after her.

 

Dani and I swam around for a while splashing and dunking each other in a flirtatious way.  I was getting more and more turned on by just the closeness we had in the water.  At one point, I grabbed her from behind and held her like I was going to dunk her.  I held her close and there was no doubt in my mind she could feel the semi-erection I had.  Unsure what to do next, I went ahead and dunked her and swam to the steps at the corner of the pool.  She followed.

 

I sat on the steps and she approached me.  My mind was spinning not sure how to handle the situation I felt sure I was going to get myself in.  She got nearer, her body touching me.  She leaned up and kissed me softly on the lips.  I returned the kiss but quickly pushed her gently away.

 

“Dani, we can’t do this.  I’m twice your age and I could really get in trouble for this”.  She backed off, embarrassed.

 

“I’m sorry!  I just thought you’d be fun to kiss.  But if no one is looking, how would anybody know?  I won’t tell anyone”, Dani explained.

 

At that, I felt she was giving me an opportunity that I might regret later.  But I took her word for the solitude and pulled her towards me for another kiss.  I slipped my tongue inside her mouth to feel the warmth of her lips.  I slid my hands around her waist and pulled her closely.  She must’ve against felt my cock grow harder in my shorts as she backed away, grinned and started to climb out of the pool.

 

“You ok?” I asked.

 

“Yeah, I’m fine”. I followed her out of the pool.  I grabbed her by the arm and swung her around.

 

“Okay, what is up?  You kiss me then pull away like now you don’t want to kiss anymore“.  I looked straight in her eyes.

 

She grinned and said, “I fine, let’s go inside”.

 

I followed Dani into the house, both of us carrying our beers.  She stopped in the kitchen at the counter.  I approached her from behind, wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her on the neck. She seemed to welcome the touch as she quickly swung around and stuck her tongue deep in my throat.  We continued to kiss as I rubbed her back up and down.  Our kissing was very passionate and turning me on even more.  I slid my hands around to the front and moved slowly up towards her breast. She again hesitated and pulled back.

 

“Do you not want to do this?” I asked.

 

She leaned forward once again to kiss me.  We continued with our deep kisses as I again moved my hands towards her breasts. She shook a bit but I succeeded on cupping her firm soft breast in my hand.  I felt her body shaking in my hands but figured she would stop me if I stepped over the line.  I reached a finger under her bikini top to get a feel of her soft nipple. She once again hesitated and this time she claimed scared. 

 

“Have you never had sex with a boy before?  You can’t tell me you’re a virgin?!” I questioned as I looked deep in her eyes.

 

“I’ve done some stuff with boys before, but not much.  I haven’t had sex.”

 

The thought of having a virgin once again really got to me as my cock grew harder in my shorts.  I haven’t had a virgin since I was 24 and the thought of it was quite arousing! 

 

“I promise to be gentle and if you want to stop, please just say so.” I assured her.

I reached for her hand and led her to the couch.  I sat next to her and put my hand on her knee.  We stared deeply in each other eyes for a minute or two and she finally made the move towards my lips once again.  As we kissed, I slowly moved my body towards her, pressing her back into the armrest of the couch.  My hands explored her soft skin, touching her knee and moving my way up her crotch.  She continued to hesitate, which was starting to bother me. My cock was so hard and stiff it was almost getting painful.  My hand finally reached her crotch as I gently rubbed her through her bikini bottoms.  She grabbed my hand and moved it away from her crotch but this was the final time I was going to let her hesitate.  I pressed on and told her to relax as I slipped a finger inside her shorts.  She was started to fight me now but I was not going to stop. She had teased me too much by now.  I used my body weight to hold her back from squirming away.  I picked up her left hand and set it on my crotch.

 

“Can you tell how turned on I am right now?” I asked.

 

“I’m not sure I want to do this”, she responded.

 

“I think you want to but you’re just a little scared.  I know the first time is scary and I promise to make it special for you.  Just relax and enjoy.  Wouldn’t you like to have your first time with someone who is experienced and knows what he is doing rather than one of your young horny boyfriends?” I questioned.  She acknowledged my statement by rubbing my cock slowly through my shorts.  This continued for a few minutes until I decided it was time for her to see a real man’s cock.  I stopped her hand and quickly undid my shorts and lowered them.  I could see her eyes open wide, staring at my 9” member.  She looked up at me, then back down to my dick.  I nodded to her to go ahead and touch.  She cupped her fingers around my shaft as I wrapped my fingers around her to show her how to stroke it.  My head leaned back as I sat and enjoyed the arousing touch of her innocent hands. 

 

“Dani, do you know what a blowjob is?” I asked.

 

“Yes, I think so.” She responded.

 

“Go ahead, kiss it”. She lowered her mouth as I watch her touch her tongue to the head of a cock for the first time.  Her mouth was so warm and soft.  She kissed on the head and licked gently with her tongue.  I explained to her how she can put her mouth around the head and slide down the shaft.  She followed my orders and soon she was like a pro, bobbing her mouth up and down on the shaft.  She licked up and down and sucked with her mouth clasped tightly around it.  I could feel my energy building but was not quite ready to cum.  I slowed her and explained that I would cum if she didn’t stop but she seemed pretty intent on getting me off.  I believe she may have thought that if I came, I would not want anymore. But I was pretty intent on taking her virginity by that time.  Dani sucked and sucked, her rhythm growing faster.

”Dani, I’m going to cum!” I moaned but she didn’t seem to care.  I felt the hot juices shoot out of my cock and into her warm mouth.  She swallowed two big gulps as she continued to gulp up every drop of my cum.  I was pleasantly surprised that she swallowed on her first blowjob!  She leaned back and grinned asking, “How was that?” 

 

My face showed a look of extreme exhaust and elation as I commented on what a nice blowjob she gave me.  She looked pleased at her accomplishment.  I pulled her closely and kissed her gently on the lips.  “It’s my turn to return the favor”.  She looked confused.

 

I pulled away from Dani, grabbed her legs and pulled her down to lie on the couch, one leg fell to the floor.  I reached for her bottoms and slid them down over her hips.  She resisted but I continued.  “I don’t think I’m ready for more”, she stated.  I acted as if I didn’t hear her and tugged her shorts down off her hips, past her knees and lifted each leg out.  I got a look at her finely trimmed black patch of pubic hair surrounding her virgin pussy.  Her pussy glistened with her juices showing her excitement for our acts. I leaned forward and slowly parted her legs with my hands as I lowered my face towards her pussy.  I licked the sides of her love triangle, my tongue tracing the hairline.  I could tell she was past the scared stage and wanting to be tongued.  I slowly parted her lips with my tongue and flicked my tongue and her clit.  She jumped, moaned and placed her hands on my head to push me deeper into her crotch. I played with her, teasing her just to see how much she wanted but it was clear so I quickly slid my tongue deep in her pussy.  She arched her back and moaned out of satisfaction. I then began sucking hard on her clit only to feel it growing firm in my mouth. She bucked her hips at my face driving my tongue deeper and deeper into her.  I could tell she was nearing climax by the sound of her screams.  I quickly placed a finger toward her hole and slowly inched my way in.  I could tell from her tightness that she was definitely a virgin. She seemed to enjoy the finger action as her body went into a spasm.  I felt her pussy walls tighten around my finger as it probed slowly in and out of her hole.  My cock had grown stiff again at her reaction to my tongue.  I reached down to stroke my cock with my other hand as she finished off her orgasm. 

 

Dani looked up at me as I arose from my position on the floor.  I grabbed her by the hand and led her back into the bedroom.  I laid her on the bed and climbed up next to her.  “Do you want me to fuck you” I asked.  She shook her head yes but used no words.  I whispered for her to relax as I climbed on top of her.  “Just tell me if it is hurts and I’ll slow down”.  I knew she would have difficult time accepting all 9 inches of my dick.  I spread her legs and placed the head of my cock against her virgin hole.  I slowly pushed the head in gently, feeling her virgin hole stretch slightly as I entered. She gasped in pain but didn’t resist.  I continued pushing slowly, feeling the warmth and tightness of her cunt wrap around my cock.  I suddenly felt a barrier – her hymen.  Half way in but I knew the rest would be painful so I stopped to allow Dani to absorb the feeling.  Her pussy was very wet so I was gliding in fairly well, only to be stopped by the tightness of her walls.  I slowly moved in and out, each time inching in further.  There was no way I was going to last long at all.

 

“Dani, I need you to take a deep breath because the next time I push, it may hurt a little”

 

Dani had a concerned look on her face, yet she appeared somewhat pleasant.  She squeezed her eyes shut as I made one last push hard to completely enter her virgin pussy.  I stopped for a few moments as Dan absorbed the pain.  After about a minute, I could tell she was ready to continue as she lifted her legs to wrap them around me.  I slowly began to move in and out of her.  We were moving together, increasing our rhythm as we continued.  She clenched her legs together pushing my rod further into her virgin pussy.  I continued thrusting deep inside her, my balls slapping against her ass with every thrust.  She started moaning and I could tell she was once again about to cum.  Dani had her fingernails dug into my back and she grew louder in her moans.

 

“Oh God!  Oh my GOD!” Dani screamed. 

 

Her breathing intensified as she entered her orgasm.  I felt a warmth come over my cock as Dani’s body went into spasm.  She shook and shifted her body to push my cock even further inside her. 

 

Feeling this sensation was all I could take.  I thrust in her one last hard time, pulled out and shot the biggest load of cum onto her flat tan tummy.  I came over and over, squirting all the way up to her chin.  It had to be the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.  I collapsed on the bed next to her, completely spent.  My cock lay limp on my leg.   She leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips.  She thanked me for being so gentle and giving her a wonderful first experience. 

 

From that point on, Dani made regular visits to me when she came to her father’s house.  To this day, no one knows about our sexual endeavors, which I would prefer to keep that way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jack Larson knew his life was going to change when he returned to his hometown to care for his mother. Now, almost a year later, he could only shake his head at how many things had changed. His life had been transformed into something completely different.

 Jack had been born 42 years earlier. His father was a college professor and his mother was a nurse. Harry Larson taught history at a small Midwestern college for over 30 years. Since most of the freshman had to survive his Western Civilization class at the small school, he pretty much knew everyone who had attended over the years. A quiet man, he didn’t meet his wife, Betty, until he was almost 40. After a short courtship, they married and two years later had their only child, Jack. Betty became a stay at home Mom and Harry continued to teach until he retired. He had passed away six years earlier from a sudden heart attack.

Jack enjoyed growing up in the college town. A good student and athlete, he went on to attend the State University and earned a bachelor’s and master’s degree in mechanical engineering. After completing the master’s program he was recruited by a major oil company and went on to be a successful project engineer. He made his home in Houston but ended up traveling all over the world to wherever oil was being drilled. Whatever the problem was, the company could count on Jack to find a solution. He was well respected in the company and earned the top salary they paid him.

Although Jack was accomplished and financially successful, the constant traveling had taken a toll on his personal life. There were women to be sure but he never found one who was willing to put up with the demands of his job. When his mother was diagnosed with cancer at age 79, Jack did not hesitate to take a leave of absence and return home to care for her. She needed him and he needed a break. 

The next six months gave him a chance to catch his breath and look at where he was in his life. He had no trouble keeping busy. His mother wanted to stay in the house and he made sure everything she needed was taken care of. He also did some repairs on the house, and tried to think about what he wanted to do with the rest of his life. By the time his mother had lost her battle with cancer, Jack had decided to give up his career. He was financially secure, loved the small town, and knew he had other things to contribute. There had been articles about the need for teachers and his background would allow him to help with the shortage in math and science. He did his research and found all he needed was some education credits and student teaching to get certified.

It was at the Administration office that he met Donna. He had an appointment to schedule the classes he needed and found her attractive immediately. She was in her late 30’s, petite, with short dark hair and beautiful dark eyes. Even in the business suit she wore, Jack could see a nice figure with a firm butt and nice breasts. As they discussed the plan for his classes he noticed the lack of a ring on her finger and wondered if he could work a date into the plans.

Donna was a single parent and had worked in the administrative office for years. A short marriage after college had resulted in a daughter who was named Nicole. Her husband never quite adjusted to the demands of being a parent and the couple divorced when Nicole was only two. A year later he moved to the west coast and there had been no contact with him for several years. Donna put all her energy into Nicole and her work at the college. She had assumed more and more responsibility in the Administrative Office over the years and Nicole had grown into a smart, capable fifteen-year old.

Although she had dated on and off over the years, the demands of being a working single parent and the sting of her marriage kept her from letting a relationship develop very far. Now that Nicole was older she hoped there might be more time for to find someone. She also found Jack to be attractive and felt a slight flush as she caught him staring at her blouse. After he left she found herself thinking about sex. She had enjoyed an active and adventurous sex life with her husband but only two relationships since had developed that far and she had to admit that she missed it.

Over the next couple of weeks Jack used ever excuse he could think of to stop and see Donna. His initial attraction was physical but he found that his interest in her increased as he got to know her better. She was smart, independent, and had a wonderful sense of humor. She also began to look forward to his frequent visits and they finally agreed to have dinner together. 

Although they both had an initial attraction for one another and the first dates went well, the relationship developed slowly. Even though she felt she could trust Jack, Donna was still guarded. Jack sensed her reluctance and did not try to push things. Even after two months of dating they had not progressed farther than some hand holding and good night kisses. There was also the issue of Nicole. Donna did not like leaving her alone any more than she had to and was a little reluctant to bring Jack to their house. Jack had met Nicole and liked her immediately. She was petite and dark haired like her mother with a budding teenage body. Nicole approved of Jack and was happy for her mom.

The big opportunity came when Nicole was invited to an overnight birthday party at a friend’s house. Both Jack and Donna sensed the anticipation and they agreed to have dinner that night at Donna’s. They enjoyed a quiet dinner with soft music, wine, and some candlelight and then settled onto the couch with another glass of wine. Jack put his arm around her and pulled her close; breathing in the wonderful scent of her hair and feeling her snuggle next to him.

Jack broke the silence, “I feel really comfortable with you.”

“I like being with you too.”

He lifted her head and looked into her dark eyes. She smiled and he kissed her, softly at first. “You really are a beautiful woman.”

She turned toward him and they kissed again, mouths open, tongues touching. He could feel the swell of her breast pressed against him as they kissed and his hand caressed her soft neck. They kissed and caressed for several minutes, with Jack’s hand finding her soft breast. Donna moaned as he touched her and she kissed his neck. She kissed her way to his ear and whispered “I want you.”

He stood her up, held her close and softly said, “I want you more than anything.”

He took her hand and they made their way upstairs to her bedroom. He held her, looked into her eyes and slowly began to undress her. Jack lifted her shirt off and gazed at the hardened nipples pushing through the lacy bra. His fingers reached out and lightly her soft breasts.

She breathed in as he played with her nipples, “I love your touch.”

 He reached behind and undid the bra and she let it fall to the floor.

“You are so beautiful.” He kissed her mouth, her neck and down to her breasts, taking one nipple and then the other into his mouth, gently sucking. Donna ran her fingers through his hair as he sucked and she felt the wetness between her legs. She had an urge to reach down and touch herself but she wanted to wait for his caress.

His hands moved down to her pants and he undid them pushing them down. She sat on the edge of the bed and he pulled the pants off while he looked at her white panties with the shadow of her dark bush showing through. He moved closer and she ran her hand over the swell in his pants.

“Is this for me?” He nodded and pushed against her hand enjoying her caress. Jack lifted his shirt off as she undid the pants sliding them and his boxers down his legs. He kicked them away and stood naked in front of her.

Donna took hold of his hard cock. She ran her hands up from his balls, over the smooth shaft and then let a finger trace the swollen head. It had been a long since she held a man like this and she wanted to savor the moment. She loved the feel of his hardness in her hands. “It’s beautiful.”

She leaned closer to look at him while her hands slowly stroked him. Jack leaned his head back and moaned. He gazed down at her as she slowly took him into her mouth, running her tongue over his head and then gently sucking him. Unconsciously, he slowly moved his cock in and out of her mouth as she sucked, his cock now wet with her saliva. The feeling was incredible and he had to stop himself before he filled her mouth with his cum.

He pushed her back on the bed and ran his fingers over her panty covered pussy. “I need to see you too.”

Donna lay back and opened her legs for him wanting to give herself to him. He slipped her panties off and kneeled between her legs. Her pussy was beautiful and he stopped to admire it. A thick dark bush framing the soft lips already wet from her arousal. Dark hairs ran down to her tight brown rosebud ass.

“I want to taste you.”

“You can have anything you want.”

He moved closer and traced her soft lips with his tongue. For several minutes he explored and teased her with his tongue. Pushing inside, running up and down her slit, and sucking gently on her clit. She softly told him yes, yes as she responded to his attention, her body moving as her excitement grew.

“I need you inside me.”

Jack joined her on the bed and moved between her legs. He kissed her mouth and slowly guided his cock into her wetness. She tasted her juices on his mouth and felt his hardness fill her.

“Oh my God you feel good inside me.”

 He paused and looked into her eyes, told her how incredible she was, and began pushing in and out of her. She moved to meet his slow thrusts wanting every inch of him inside her. He really tried to make it last but the urge to cum was too much. He closed his eyes, pumped faster, and begged her to cum with him as his cock exploded.

The hot wetness of his ejaculation shot into Donna. She cried out and felt the first wave of her own orgasm hit her. Jack felt her body convulse as he pumped into her. She was crying out, her hips were moving with him, and she continued to cum as his cock moved in and out of her wet pussy. As her orgasm slowly subsided he felt his cock soften and he pulled her into his arms, holding her tight.

They lay together afterwards, holding each other quietly, enjoyed the closeness. Donna had never felt the openness and acceptance that Jack gave her. She knew she could do anything or tell him anything and it would be ok. He loved her for who she was. Here she was lying naked with a man for the first time and she felt completely comfortable and at ease. Donna loved his body. He was trim and fit for his age and his cock was perfect. Circumcised, nicely shaped and the perfect size. She always had a fascination with penises. It wasn’t just something to fuck. She loved to touch them, look at them and more than anything, to suck them. It gave her a wonderful sense of power, and with Jack, a way to show her affection.

Her hand was on his chest and she caresses him as they lay together. She slid her hand down and began playing with his soft member. She explored everything with her hand; his wiry pubic hair, heavy balls, and back to his ass. He responded to her caresses and she felt him harden, growing to his full erect six inches. Moving down, Donna guided him into her mouth and sucked him. She wanted to taste him and to please him, to show him how she felt. Jack moaned and stroked her hair, reveling in the wonderful feeling she was giving him. Donna increased the pressure and held him in her mouth knowing he was going to cum. He jerked his hips, cried out, and filled her mouth with hot, salty semen. She swallowed and kept sucking as he came until he finally lay quietly. 

 

 

 

Chapter 2

 

In the days and weeks that followed, they got together when they could. There was an intensity to their love-making that neither one had ever experienced. Jack became a frequent guest at Donna’s and he got to know Nicole better. He liked her immediately. She was smart, pretty, and had a quick wit. He had never spent much time with a 15-year old and it took some time to get up to speed on the lifestyle, the music, the clothes, and the language. Nicole liked Jack too and she knew how much her mom cared for him. It was different having a man around but she adjusted.

Jack made himself useful by doing some minor repairs around the house; a leaky faucet, clogged gutter, and a bad electrical outlet. When Nicole complained about a problem with her computer, Jack volunteered to look at it. He went up to her room and quickly identified the problem as spy ware. The next day he picked up some software at Staples and returned to fix the problem. Nicole was at a friend’s house and he found himself alone in her room. After he installed the software and got the annoying spy ware removed, curiosity got the best of him and he snooped around the computer. Donna had told him the kids spent all their time talking to one another on the internet and he located Nicole’s AOL account. He made a note of her screen name, “Nikki0523”, figuring he might look her up sometime when he was online.

Jack forgot about her computer until one evening later in the week when he was paying some bills with his online banking account. He also had an AOL account and searched to see if she was logged on. There she was and to his surprise Nicole was in a chat room, “Town Square 375”.  He didn’t want her to think he was spying on her so he made up a new screen name, “Zack_ZZZ”, and logged on. He entered the chat room and waited to see if she was involved in the conversation.

He followed the chat for several minutes but her name did not appear. He wasn’t sure if everything being said was appropriate for a 15-year old but he knew things were different these days. Feeling bold, he decided to IM her, wondering if she would respond.

 

Zack_ZZZ: Hey, what’s happening?....I’m Zack

Nikki0523: Hi, I’m Nicole

Zack_ZZZ: I love that name

Nikki0523: Thanks :)

Zack0523: What brings you to this room?

Nikki0523: Just hanging out

Zack_ZZZ: Tell me about yourself

Nikki0523: What do you want to know?

Zack_ZZZ: Where are you from, how old, what do you do for fun?

Nikki0523: Well, I live in Ohio and I’m 15

Zack_ZZZ: I think I’m a little old for you; I’m old enough to be your dad. You’re probably looking for someone your age to chat with. I better let you go.

Nikki0523: Most of the guys my age are rude and the older guys tell me I’m too young. I was just looking for some advice.

Zack_ZZZ: Maybe I can help. What is the problem?

Nikki0523: It’s about sex

 

            Jack paused. He knew this was wrong but the curiosity was overwhelming. Talking to a teenage girl about sex. He wasn’t prepared for this and his reaction surprised him. He was getting aroused. He justified it by figuring if it wasn’t him, it would be some other guy and who knows what they would tell her.

 

Zack_ZZZ: Ok, go ahead. I’ll try to help.

Nikki0523: I sort of have a boy friend; we hang out with the same group of kids. His name is Josh.

Zack_ZZZ: Do you like him?

Nikki0523: He’s pretty cool. I like being with him.

Zack_ZZZ: Sounds good so far

Nikki0523: We made out at a party. We kissed and he felt me up.

Zack_ZZZ: Were you ok with that?

Nikki0523: Oh yeah, It was fun.

Zack_ZZZ: Where did he touch you?

Nikki0523: My boobs. He wanted to do more but I stopped him.

Zack_ZZZ: And you’re wondering what to do

Nikki0523: He wants to touch between my legs and for me to touch him.

Zack_ZZZ: Maybe you should ask someone at home

Nikki0523: It’s just Mom and me at home. We’ve talked about sex some but I can’t talk to her about this. I know a lot of girls my age do it.

(Jack thought to himself: If only she knew her Mom like I do)

Zack_ZZZ: I know that you have to be comfortable before you take that step. Nobody should ever force you to do anything you don’t want to do.

Nikki0523: It’s not that I don’t want to. I’m worried that I’ll do something wrong. What will he think of me?

Zack_ZZZ: How old is Josh?

Nikki0523: A year older than me, 15

Zack_ZZZ: Well, I’ll bet he’s just as nervous as you are. I was a 15 year old boy once and I dreamed of someone touching me. No matter what you do it will be okay with him.

Nikki0523: I hope I don’t hurt him.

Zack_ZZZ: Well, it feels really good to a guy to have his cock touched. Just like it feels when your special places are touched…right?

Nikki0523: (Blushing) :):):)

Zack_ZZZ: Remember that the head of the cock is very sensitive. You have to be gently with it.

Nikki0523: ok

Zack_ZZZ: Stroke him with your hand gently. Use a little saliva if you need it for lubrication

Nikki0523: ok

Zack_ZZZ: At his age it won’t take much to make him come.

Nikki0523: and the stuff will shoot out

Zack_ZZZ: Yes.

Nikki0523: Cool

Zack_ZZZ: Feel better?

Nikki0523: I think so. You’re great. Can we chat again sometime?

Zack_ZZZ: I think that would be ok. I enjoyed this. You have to let me know what happens.

Nikki0523: I will. Can I ask you other things too?

Zack_ZZZ: I guess so. Not sure all this talk about sex is a good idea.

Nikki0523: It’s fun.

Zack_ZZZ: It is fun but you are only 15 and I’m over 40

Nikki0523: It doesn’t bother me. You’re nice. Are you married?

Zack_ZZZ: No

Nikki0523: Do you have a girlfriend?

Zack_ZZZ: Yes, I do

Nikki0523: Is she pretty?

Zack_ZZZ: She is very pretty

Nikki0523: Do you have sex with her?

Zack_ZZZ: Yes

Nikki0523: Cool, I think about sex a lot

Zack_ZZZ: I think most people do

Nikki0523: Are you thinking about it now?

Zack_ZZZ: LOL, yes I am

Nikki0523: Is your girlfriend there?

Zack_ZZZ: No, I’m alone

Nikki0523: I am too. I’m in my room.

Zack_ZZZ: May I ask what you look like?

Nikki0523: I’m 5’4”, 110, with dark hair

Zack_ZZZ: You sound nice

Nikki0523: Thanks.

Zack_ZZZ: What are you wearing?
Nikki0523: I’m dressed for bed. T-shirt and panties

Zack_ZZZ: You must look very sexy

Nikki0523: :):) Thanks. You say nice things.

Zack_ZZZ: I like you

Nikki0523: Can I put you on my buddy list

Zack_ZZZ: Sure, I’ll do the same

Nikki0523: I should go

Zack_ZZZ: Me too. See ya.

Nikki0523: Bye

 

            Jack slumped back in his chair and took a deep breath. What the hell was he doing? He just had a conversation about sex with Donna’s 15-year old daughter. Was he crazy? He felt a mix of emotions. It had been very exciting and erotic but there was an underlying sense of guilt. It would be easy to put a stop to it and leave it as a one-time mistake. But he knew he really wanted to chat with her again. There was something about the budding sexuality of a teenage girl that he found to be very appealing. She was beginning to discover the wonder world of sex and he had been given a chance to share in her experience. In spite of the guilt, he knew he would look for her again.

 

“Ohhh, Allison.” he said as recognition showed on his face. His cock started sliding down his leg.

“Yeah, that’s me.” Pointing to a big, blue ball that many people use for aerobics, she said, “I brought my ball this time because I missed my last tryout because I forgot my ball. It’s a really important part of my routine. So—”

Frost looked up and interrupted her. He said, “You can’t sign in.”

“Why not?”

“Because, last year, I heard about you tossing around your ‘pom-poms.’ ”

He stood and took a step forward while shaking a pom-pom at her. Allison started fidgeting and she couldn’t maintain eye contact anymore.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

Frost could tell from her body language and the nervousness in her voice that the rumors must’ve been true, which was good news for him. He leaned forward, and with a pom-pom held close to his crotch, he said, “Tossing the players’ pom-poms.”

Allison’s face turned scarlet red. She tried to bullshit her way out of it, but Frost didn’t want to hear it.

“You want to sign up?”

“Yeah,” replied Allison.

“You have to toss my pom-poms.”

She said, “But Mr. Frost, what if somebody comes?”

“Oh yeah, somebody’s gonna come. Me. You know where?”

“No.”

He laughed and said, “You wanna find out?”

“Yeah.”

“Really?”

“If it’s gonna make me a cheerleader, why not?”

“Oh, sure it’ll make you a cheerleader because I’m the guy.”

He started laughing and grabbed hold to the top of her head. He applied about fifty pounds of pressure and Allison was forced to drop to her knees.

“Um…”

“Um, what?” interrupted Frost as he took his clothes off. “You know how to do this. I asked my players.”

“Oh, okay. I never thought I’d have to do this to be a cheerleader.”

“Are you kidding me? This is what all my cheerleaders do.”

The last word trailed off because he was distracted by the feel of two hands grabbing his shaft and then warm lips closing around his cock head.

Allison started sucking his semi-erect cock. She felt it stiffening in her mouth. She got it really wet with saliva and grabbed Frost by the ass. He grabbed her by the head, and between the two of them, they were shoving his cock all the way down to the pubic hairs into her mouth.

“Yeah, put some school pride into it,” groaned Frost.

He was holding his shirt up with his free hand so he could watch. The fact that Allison was looking up at him with her baby blue eyes was making it even better.

He talked dirty to her and encouraged her. He assured her that she was doing a good job.

She was getting nastier as time passed on. She’d lick his shaft as she deep throated him and sometimes pull it all the way out, let him see the long strands of spit, and then suck it all the way back in and let her tongue touch his balls.

Allison’s jaws started getting tired. She pulled his cock from her mouth and started stroking it with her hand. She noticed a gold band on Frost’s left ring finger.

“Mr. Frost, are you married?”

Frost pretended to be thinking it over. Then, joking like he just remembered he was married, he said, “Oh, yes, I am. Aren’t I?”

“Do you think your wife would mind?”

“Would she mind? No, she does this all the time,” he joked. Then he gave her a look that said ‘shut up and get back to sucking.’

Allison was freaky. She liked being treated like a whore during sex, so it didn’t take long for her pussy to start flowing. She was feeling tingly all over.

It’s a good thing that a blowjob wasn’t the only thing that Mr. Frost wanted from her. He started talking a lot of shit about how cheerleaders’ skirts fly into the air, how their legs are always being lifted, and how he needed to make sure she was “alright” down there.

He told her to sit on the big blue ball that she had brought with her. After Allison got balanced on it, he started eating her pussy. It tickled at first, but once she was able to keep her balance without concentrating on it, the tingles started creeping up in droves.

Frost was a wizard with his tongue. He had her moaning and screeching like a cat in heat as he savored the taste of her young cunt.

It lasted a long time. Allison was glowing when he finally came up for air and wiped her juices off his mouth.

His cock was throbbing. They both knew what was coming next. Now that he’d eaten her pussy, it would be relaxed enough to take on his fat prick.

The problem was that Allison was so stupid. She was still trying to audition to be a cheerleader. She insisted on showing him some of the tricks she could do with the ball.

It ended up working to Frost’s advantage. The trick involved lying on her belly across the ball. Since she wasn’t wearing panties, it left her bent over with her legs wide open.

“Okaaaay,” said Frost as all the possibilities went through his mind.

Her pussy was still covered by her skirt. It added to the eroticism because Frost could imagine what it would look like underneath.

He grabbed her waist. He held her steady. He lifted the skirt, and just like he’d imagined, there was a tight ass with two pouty cunt lips in between.

The lips were glistening. There were traces of thick pussy juice squeezing out of her pink hole.

“Mr. Frost, what are you doing back there?”

“I want to take this off,” he said as he helped her remove her skirt. They were both naked now.

He squatted and eased in behind her. Allison let out a cry of pain when he put his beefy prick on her tender hole. He retracted and tried again at a better angle.

The entry was easier this time, but Allison still moaned. Allison was mostly into oral sex, so her pussy was still tight like a virgin.

Frost was seriously turned on by the amount of friction he felt as he slipped into her. He pulled back and humped her slowly, allowing her juices to spread all over his rod.

It was fun fucking a young slut in this position, but they were too low to the ground. His legs were getting tired, so he stood up and rubbed some K.Y. liquid on his cock.

“Let’s do some floor exercises,” joked Frost.

Allison lay on a floor mat. Frost kneeled between her legs and held one of them really high.

“Ow!” she screamed as he entered her again. It didn’t hurt as bad as the last, but there was still some pain. “Ow, ahh!”

His body was leaning slightly back with Allison’s leg supported on his shoulder. She was spread very wide. He was in the perfect position to see her whole body spread eagle and still see his prick sliding in and out of her. It was like watch POV (point of view) porno starring him.

So hot.

So erotic.

Allison’s head was bucking with every thrust into her. She was whimpering like a baby. Her pussy had adjusted to his girth, so pain wasn’t a factor anymore. Her twat was pulsing, juicing, and tingling immensely.

Frost watched his cock disappearing in her sweet snatch. He was getting excited. His cock was tingling more intensely. He started moaning along with Allison. Sperm was coming up his shaft rapidly.

“Come on,” he groaned. He pulled his meat out, tossed Allison’s leg out of the way, and tried to get his cock to her face.

He was too late. Cum was streaming up too fast, so he pointed his cock at the closest thing to him—her tits—and let it fly. It didn’t spurt, but dripped in long streams all over her breasts.

“Ohhh! Oh, yeah, ohh!” he moaned.

She looked up at him when he was done. He was smiling and nodding at her. He reached for one of the pom-poms and put it on her cum-soaked tits. She had made the team.

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