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Meeting Amanda For The First Time: Sarah's Little Surprise Part 9

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Meeting Amanda:  Sarah’s Little Surprise Part 9

Tommy got up off the couch and reached out to both women to help them up.  Sarah started up the stairs first, with Amanda right behind her.  Tommy wasn’t too far behind.  He was completely enjoying the sight of the two beautiful asses that were right in front of him.  He felt like he was one of the luckiest men alive to have such a hot 16 yr old girl friend and now to be able to involve her hot mom also.  This was too good to be true. 

When they walked into the bedroom Sarah cra

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wled up on the bed first.  The first thing she noticed was the mattress protector that was on there.  After seeing how her daughter could cum she understood why he had one.

Tommy watched Sarah as she slowly worked her way onto the bed.  The view of her ass seductively moving around in front of him was starting to make his cock hard.  This was going to be very interesting, having two women at the same time.  The one thing he kept wondering about was if Sarah would surprise him in ways that Amanda had done.

Amanda walked over to the side of the bed and climbed up on it next to her mom.  Both girls kept looking at Tommy, licking their lips the whole time.  They knew what they wanted from him, and it was sticking straight out in front of him, from between his legs.

“So Tommy, what are you waiting for? Climb up here with us.”  Amanda said and then started sucking on one of her fingers. 

“Yeah Tommy come on.  Don’t be shy.  From the way you two have been going at it you’re not shy at all.  Do you need some encouragement? Both of us will gladly help encourage you up here.”  Sarah said to Tommy while giving him a look that would make any man want her.

Sarah looked over at Amanda and motioned her to follow.  Both girls headed to the foot of the bed and started running their hands all over each others bodies.  Sarah couldn’t believe she was doing this with her daughter.  To Sarah, this had to be one of the most erotic things she had ever done with anybody.  Every time she would feel Amanda run her fingers over her nipple, her legs would feel like they were going to collapse out from under her.  Without thinking about it she leaned forward and started kissing Amanda.  They were both in a wild tongue wrestling match with their tongues poking and gliding and slithering inside each others mouth.  Sarah could feel her daughter’s hand probing around at her pussy.  She knew what she was after and granted her access by spreading her legs wide.  Right away she could feel Amanda shove two fingers inside her pussy.

Tommy was so entranced by what he was seeing right now that it didn’t even cross his mind to join them.  It surprised him when Sarah started kissing Amanda like they were complete lovers.  This was exciting him even more.  He could see that when Amanda put her fingers in Sarah’s pussy that her mom was starting to get lost in the moment.  He saw Amanda motion for him to climb up on the bed behind her mom.  Tommy did as he was told.

Once Tommy was up there he reached around Sarah’s waist and slid his hand, across her stomach, sending shivers through her body.  His other hand went straight for one of her DD breasts.  Tommy put his body against hers.  His hard cock pressed against her ass.  Very lightly he started kissing her along her neck. 

Sarah didn’t realize Tommy was on the bed with them until there was another set of hands on her body.  At first she thought she was imagining things and then she felt Tommy’s cock against her ass.  She pushed her hips back against it.  Every time she would do that she could feel him grind his hips forward, pressing against her a little harder every time.  She totally loved everything that was happening to her.

Amanda was listening to her moms breathing and her heartbeat.  She could hear little moans coming from her mom and that made her want to do even more.  She got Tommy to help her lay Sarah down on the bed.  Once they had her laid out Amanda started sucking on one of Sarah’s nipples.  She could feel her mom’s fingers going through her hair so she could try and keep Amanda’s mouth where it was at. 

Amanda looked over at Tommy, never removing her mom’s nipple from her mouth, and rolled her eyes down towards her mom’s pussy.  She watched as Tommy licked his lips at the thought of licking that sweet pussy that Amanda had come out of when she was born.  She knew he wouldn’t turn that down.  She watched as Tommy lifted her mom’s legs up over his shoulders and proceeded down towards that glistening goal ahead of him.

When Tommy got close enough to Sarah’s pussy he blew on her clit.  He wasn’t prepared for her to jerk her whole body off the bed from him doing that.  Her whole pussy came straight up into his face, causing her body to jerk again.  Tommy finally grabbed a hold of her around both thighs and held tight.  Keeping his tongue buried in her pussy the whole time.

“Oh shit!”  Sarah screamed.  She wasn’t expecting Tommy to blow on her clit.  She knew Amanda must have told him about how that affected her.  She was certain that Tommy was trying to lick her cervix by the way he kept trying to shove his tongue into her even farther than it already was.  She knew the only way he was getting that deep with his tongue was that he would have to shove his head up in there.  It was one thing having a baby come out of there but she certainly didn’t want someone trying to go back in there with there head.  Hell no.

“Amanda you told him, didn’t you?”  She asked her daughter, who looked at her mom with a grin on her face.

Amanda finally pulled her moms nipple out of her mouth and replied.  “Did you think I could keep that a secret from Tommy? I didn’t tell him because I thought this would happen between all three of us.  None of this ever crossed my mind.  I told him because I was hoping he would try it on me.  Having my clit blown on affects me the same way it affects you, and I love it when he does that.”

Amanda started working her way down to Tommy’s cock.  She wanted it back in her mouth because she never finished what she had started down stairs.  She wanted his cum in her mouth really bad and she was going to get it.

Sarah saw where her daughter was heading and wished that she was the one going to suck that beautiful cock.  But she wasn’t going to complain though.  Tommy was Amanda’s boyfriend, not hers.  So she just laid back and enjoyed the tongue lashing Tommy was giving her pussy.  To Sarah her pussy felt like a canvas and Tommy’s tongue was the paint brush.  He was making sure every brush stroke was perfect and in the right place.  Not too soft and never too hard.  It was always just right.

Tommy felt his cock going in Amanda’s mouth and down her throat.  He could feel her flex her throat muscles around the head of his cock.  He slowly felt her start to pull his cock out of her mouth some, dragging her teeth along the whole length, till she reached the tip and then buried it completely back to his balls.  This was driving him crazy.  If she kept that up for too long he was definitely going to cum.  Tommy let out a moan onto Sarah’s clit causing her to moan also.

Sarah looked down at Tommy as he pleasured her and at her daughter pleasuring Tommy.  “My baby girl is being left out.”  She thought to herself.  Amanda was in the perfect position for Sarah, who turned herself onto her side and started to spread her daughters’ legs.  Sarah could see her daughter’s juices all over her thighs and the bed.  Sarah’s mouth started to water.  With her daughter’s leg’s spread nice and wide, she slipped two fingers inside Amanda’s pussy.  She was amazed at how wet Amanda was.  With every thrust of her fingers she felt Amanda’s pussy contract around her fingers.  It made her wish that she had a dick so she could fuck Amanda’s tight hole and know the pleasure Tommy feels every time he fucks Amanda.  When she pulled her fingers out, she placed them in her mouth, and sucked off all of Amanda’s juices, making sure to not miss a single drop. 

Amanda gave a pitiful moan from her mom taking her fingers out of her pussy.  She wanted them back in there.

“Awe is my daughter not happy that I pulled my fingers out of you? Well here sweetie.  Let me make it better.”

Sarah leaned towards her daughter’s pussy and started licking all around her outer lips.  Never once did she touch Amanda’s clit.  She knew she was teasing her daughter, but in the end, she knew Amanda would enjoy this even more.  While she was doing that she started to finger fuck her daughter again.  This time she used three fingers.  She heard Amanda let out a long moan when she inserted her fingers into her pussy, which caused Tommy to moan on Sarah’s pussy.  That right there sent Sarah over the edge.  Quickly she placed her mouth over Amanda’s clit and started sucking on it.  She kept moaning the whole time.  She never thought it would cause a chain reaction from all three of them.

Sarah started cumming all over Tommy’s face.  He was doing everything he could to drink it all down.  This in turn caused Tommy to start cumming in Amanda’s mouth, who in turn started cumming all over Sarah. 

All three of them were in the throws of a three way orgasm that seemed to not want to quit.  Sarah finally had to push Tommy away from her pussy.  She couldn’t take it any more.  The electrical shocks that were running from her clit and up threw her body were driving her crazy.  She looked at Amanda, who still had Tommy’s cock in her mouth.  She wished she could get a taste.

“Hey baby girl.  Can I get a little taste also?  Or is it all for you.”  She watched as Amanda pulled Tommy’s cock out of her mouth and then smiled at her mom.

Amanda never said a thing.  She wasn’t able too because her mouth was full of Tommy’s cum.  Amanda started crawling over to her mom.  When Amanda got about a foot from Sarah, she opened her mouth, showing Sarah the gift of Tommy's cum, that she hadn't swallowed, to her mom.  She watched as her mom smiled and proceeded to lean down to her daughter to except the gift that Amanda had for her. 

Tommy watched them exchange his cum from one mouth to the other.  He watched as they both swirled it around in each others mouth, thoroughly enjoying their little treat. 

After the girls were done with their snack, they crawled up to lay on the bed, with Tommy in between them.  Tommy could see that both women were falling asleep so he pulled the covers up over the girls and himself.  Both girls moved up against him, with an arm around each of them, and fell into a content sleep.  Both girls had smile on their face when Tommy finally closed his eyes.  This was something Tommy could get used to but he didn’t want to do anything that would upset Amanda.  But then again, she did say that all three of them could have fun together since Sarah was her mom and she didn’t have a problem with it.  Tommy drifted off to sleep, still holding both women in his arms.

When he woke up six hours later, he was laying in bed alone.  He was wondering where they could be.  He thought that they had gone down stairs but then he heard laughter from the bathroom.  They were starting to take a shower.

Tommy slid out of bed and headed to the bathroom.  They didn’t close the door completely so he just pushed it open and gazed at two of the hottest bodies he had ever seen.  He stood there watching the water run down every curve of them.

“I see you two are awake.”

“Well hey there sleepy head.  Why don’t you come in and join us.  We haven’t been in here very long.  We can make sure that you’re nice and clean.”

“I bet you can.”  With that said Tommy headed for the shower and climbed in with them.  He noticed that they were going to make sure that he was in the middle and that there wasn’t going to be any arguments about it.

Once he was in there both girls started to lather up his whole body.  He was totally enjoying the attention he was getting from both girls.  While there hands were washing him Tommy had squirted some body wash on Sarah and Amanda.  He made sure that each of his hands was going over the exact same area, on each girl.  When he had his hand on Amanda’s breast, he also had his other hand on Sarah’s breast.  He could feel them start doing the same thing to him also.

Before Tommy knew it both girls were washing his cock.  He could feel a hand run along each side of his cock and down to his balls, where each girl would take half of his nut sack and gently clean it.  Tommy let out a moan that he was sure the neighbor must have heard.  Then he heard Sarah and Amanda.

“Well mom I think it’s clean.”

“Are you sure? We might have missed a spot.  You wouldn’t want him to walk around with a dirty cock would you?”

“Oh no mom, I wouldn’t want that.  Well it is at its full length now so there’s only one way to check.  Go ahead mom; see if it’s clean enough.”  Amanda said to Sarah.

“Are you sure sweetie? You should be the one to see how clean it is.”

“I can have it whenever I want it.  Isn’t that right Tommy?”

Tommy was standing there looking down at the both of them kneeling in front of him.  His cock was only a foot from them and started to twitch with anticipation for what was to come.

“You know it baby.” Tommy said to Amanda.

Sarah’s mouth was starting to water at the thought of finally getting to have that cock in her mouth.  She reached up and took his cock into her hand and started stroking it slowly.  She made sure she felt every inch of it from top to bottom.  As soon as she saw some pre-cum come out the tip she slipped it into her mouth.  His cock tasted so sweet to her.  Sarah noticed that with every thrust of Tommy’s cock inside her mouth, she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter.  She started to reach down to play with her pussy, but instead, grabbed Amanda’s hand and placed it between her legs.

Amanda was happy to oblige her mom’s needs.  She knew how her pussy felt when she was sucking on Tommy’s cock and how bad she needed someone to take care of her pussy at the same time.

Amanda started rubbing her mom’s clit in real fast circles and lightly biting one of mom’s nipples.  She pushed her fingers in as deep as they would go.  Thrusting them up into he mom’s soaking wet pussy.  This was making her mom moan and squeal while Tommy’s cock was still in her mouth. This was making Tommy moan even more. 

She noticed that Tommy already had his hands on the back of Sarah’s head and was starting to thrust his hips back and forth.  Amanda pulled her fingers out of her mom’s pussy and proceeded to spread Sarah’s legs out till they were against the insides of the tub.  Once she had her positioned the way she wanted her, Amanda lay down in the tub, and slid up between her mom’s legs till her mouth was directly under her moms’ pussy.  Once in position Amanda gently pulled on her moms hips so she would lower herself down to her daughters waiting mouth.

Sarah knew what to do when she felt Amanda start to pull her down by her hips.  She immediately lowered herself onto her daughters’ mouth, which Amanda immediately started lapping up every inch of her moms’ cunt.  She could feel Amanda attacking her pussy with such intensity that she reached over and put her hand on the side of the tub, to help from loosing her balance from the tremors that were already starting to run through her body.  She started to suck Tommy’s cock even harder now.

Tommy looked down and saw Amanda crawling between her mom’s legs.  He watched as Sarah lowered herself onto of her daughter’s mouth and heard Sarah begin moaning almost immediately.  Tommy noticed that with Sarah lowering herself down like she did, that it made it hard for her to suck on his cock so Tommy bent his knees a little to try to make it a little easier for her.  He felt her start to pick up speed and knew right away that it wouldn’t be long before she would start to cum all over her daughter.  Tommy leaned back against the wall for support.  It wasn’t going to be long before he started shooting his load into her mouth.

Sarah pulled her hand from the side of the tub and grabbed a hold of Tommy’s ball’s and started to gently squeeze them in her hand.  She noticed that they were starting to tighten up, preparing to coat the back of her throat with that wonderful sticky cream of his.  She could hardly wait for his first shot of cum.  All of a sudden she felt Tommy start to thrust into her mouth harder than he was already doing and began telling her to suck harder.  Sarah did as she was commanded.

Amanda could here Tommy.  She knew it wasn’t going to be long before he would cum in her mom’s mouth.  She had shared his cum with her mom earlier but it’s just not the same as getting it straight from the source.  Amanda wished it was going into her mouth but she figured she could let her mom have this load all for herself.  She heard Tommy start saying something again.

“MMMM!!  OOooooooooo!!!!  That’s it Sarah.  You’ve got me so close.  I can see it in your eyes that you want this load don’t you.  Where do you want me to shoot this load?  Come on baby; tell me where you want it.”

Sarah pulled his cock out of her mouth and looked him in the eye’s.  She knew where she wanted it and she knew why she wanted it there.  She had this part planned out.  She wanted that cock in her pussy, shooting his cum all over her insides.

Sarah lifted up off of Amanda’s mouth and turned around with her ass facing Tommy.  She looked over her shoulder at Tommy.

“Stick that cock in my pussy Tommy.  I want that load in me.  I want you to fuck my pussy with that hard cock and fill it with your cum.” 

Sarah turned back around and went straight to eating her daughter’s pussy.  Giving her the tongue fucking she deserves.

Tommy wasn’t going to deny Sarah what she wanted, but before he did he looked down at Sarah, whose eyes were starting to roll back in her head from her mom fucking her pussy with her tongue.   It was like she knew he was looking at her when he heard her say.  “Go ahead Tommy, give her what she wants.  Shoot that sweet cum in her.” 

With hearing that from Amanda, Tommy placed the head of his cock at the opening of Sarah’s extremely wet pussy.  He knew that some of the wetness was from Amanda’s tongue and that right there was kind of a turn-on for him.  He felt Sarah’s body jump when his cock touched the opening to her pussy.  Slowly he pushed forward till just the head of his cock was inside.  He grabbed Sarah by the hips, then, without any warning, shoved all of it in her.  Tommy watched as her head shot straight up from Amanda’s pussy and let out moan that just about made him cum.  Slowly, Sarah went back to eating her daughters’ juicy hole.  When Tommy saw that she was fully back to giving oral pleasures to her daughter, he started to pull his cock out till just the head was in.  Then, he thrust it back in with the same speed as the first time.  Tommy kept this same pattern up for about a minute then he started to pick up speed.  He started thrusting faster and harder and was almost certain that he would make her fall forward and hit her head against the back of the tub.  He hoped that wouldn’t happen.

Tommy could hear Amanda start moaning.  He knew she wasn’t far from exploding all over her mom’s face and mouth.  Then, Tommy felt something entering Sarah’s pussy along with his dick.  When he looked down, Amanda had slipped two fingers inside her mom’s pussy and had them kinda spread like a “V”, one finger on each side of his cock.  This just made it feel even tighter to Tommy.  He looked at Amanda and saw she had that evil grim on her face.  Tommy couldn’t take it any more.

“Damn I’m going to cum Sarah.  Oh yes I’m going to cum.  I’m going to fill that pussy of yours just like you want.  Give it all to you.”

“Yes Tommy fills my pussy.  Shoot all of it in me.  Don’t let a drop get away.  Oh yes Tommy yes.  DAMN YOUR COCK FEELS SO FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!”

Sarah started to explode all over Tommy’s cock and down onto Amanda’s face and into her mouth.  She immediately shoved three fingers inside Amanda’s pussy and started finger fucking her ferociously.  That put her daughter over the edge.  Sarah quickly put her mouth over her daughters love hole and started lapping up everything she could.

Tommy totally lost all control.  Hearing both girls having orgasms was more than he could take.  Tommy gave three hard thrusts into Sarah’s pussy, erupting deep inside her.  He could feel her inner walls milking his cock for everything it had. 

After five good shots of cum and several minutes of just laying in the tub with Sarah and Amanda, they finally climbed out.  All three of them were extremely weak from the fucking they just did and plus because none of them had even eaten today.

Once they were all dried off Tommy went down stairs to the kitchen.  He knew they needed to eat something but he really didn’t feel like making anything.  He started to call up to Amanda and Sarah to see if they just wanted to order out, when he saw them come walking down the stairs.  They called him into the living room.

Once in there they all sat down on the floor since the couch was still wet from earlier.  Tommy looked at Amanda, who was sitting there looking really upset and worried.  This made Tommy curious as to what was going on.

“So girls, what up?”  Tommy asked.  “What’s with that face Amanda? You look like something bad has happened.”

“Something bad might have happened.  It’s all going to depend on how you take it.  I’m not going to tell you though.  My mom will.”  Amanda looked over at her mom with an angry stare.

“What is she talking about Sarah? Why is it going to depend on how I take it?”

Sarah took a deep breathe and started talking.  “Tommy, one of the things I’ve wanted was another child.  I wish I would have had one several years ago so Amanda could have had a brother or sister around while she grew up.  But unfortunately I didn’t.”

“Well it’s still not too late for you to have another child Sarah.  You just need to find someone willing to be the father.  That shouldn’t be too hard.  You are a very sexy woman.  Any man would be stupid to turn you down.”

Sarah felt flattered at hearing Tommy say that.  “Actually I have found someone Tommy.  It’s you.”

“What did you just say?”  Tommy was dumbstruck by what he was just told.

“It’s you Tommy.”  Sarah repeated.  “I knew I wanted to have your baby when I first met you.  Then after hearing about you and Amanda and how wonderful you have treated her, then I was 100% certain.  I didn’t want anyone else to be my babies’ father.”

Tommy wasn’t sure of what to say and he definitely wasn’t prepared to hear something like this.  He was completely caught off guard.

“I’m sorry Tommy.  I didn’t know till just a little bit ago.  I’ve never known that she wanted another child.  That was news to me especially when she told me she wanted to have your baby.”  Amanda looked like she was getting ready to cry.

Tommy pulled her over to him and held her in his arms.  He was afraid that with her mom coming forward with this information that maybe Amanda thought he didn’t want to be with her anymore and would instead want to be with Sarah.

Sarah felt really bad about telling them about that, but it was too late now.  She just wondered how they were going to take the rest of the news.

“I hate to say this but there is still more I have to tell you.” 

Tommy and Amanda looked over at Sarah.  Both of them had a look of concern on their faces.

“Well before I say anything else I just want to tell you Amanda that I am not trying to take him from you.  I would never do something like that to you.”  She noticed Amanda relax a little and wipe the tears from her eyes.

“Wait a minute before you start saying anything else Sarah.  Your saying you want to have a baby, right?”

“Yes.”

“You also said that you want me to help you have a baby.”

“Yes Tommy I did.”

I’m just wondering something.  Do I get any kind of say in any of this?”

“Well you can but remember I had more to tell the both of you.”

“Ok.  So what’s the rest of it?”  Tommy didn’t no if he should be mad or flattered about all of this.

“Ok here’s the rest.  It might be too late for you to get a say in it.”  Sarah just sat there, looking from Tommy to Amanda.

“What do you mean it might be too late?”  That was when it hit him.  He remembered that she wanted him to cum in her pussy.  “Are you saying that you’re not on any birth control?” 

“Mom what have you done? Why would you do something like this? I thought I was being nice and letting you find out for yourself just how good he is.  This was not something that I expected.”  Amanda was really upset about all of this.  Then, all of a sudden she started smiling and then looked at her mom and told her.  “But then again, I will get a little brother or sister out of this.”  She kind of liked how this was turning out.

Tommy couldn’t believe what he was hearing from Amanda.  He started to think that they had set this entire thing up, but then he wiped that thought out of his mind. 

“So you’re not mad at me for what I pulled on him?”  Sarah asked Amanda.

“I’m kinda mad at you but I do like the thought of having a little brother or sister running around.  Plus I do like the thought of Tommy being the father.  I already know how kind and gentle he is and now you know also.  The only thing that kind of bothers me is that you will be having his baby before I do.”

Both of them saw the look of Sarah’s face.  It was the same look that Amanda would get on her face when she had done something or was planning something.

“Mom what did you do? I see that look.”

“Well I did have something to tell you also.  Remember the birth control pills I’ve been handing you for the last several months?”

“Yes what about the pills? Are you saying that I’m not on the pill either?”

Sarah shook her head yes.  “If you think about it, the ones you were taking were little white round pills.  But for the last two months you’ve been taking little round blue ones.  What you’ve been taking is actually headache medicine.  Not birth control.  So you just might have his baby before I do.”

Tommy wasn’t handling any of this very well.  He got up and went out the back door to get some fresh air.  This was more than he ever bargained for when he got involved with Amanda.  He noticed that neither one of the girls had followed him outside.  He guessed that they were just trying to give him some room to breathe and that was what he needed right now.

“Hell.  What’s the chances that both of them will get pregnant?”  He asked himself.  “That’s a long shot.  Shoot I don’t even know if I’m shooting live ammo or duds.  Damn I hope there live.  What the hell am I saying?”  Tommy stood there and took a couple deep breathes and started to relax.  He really needed to think about this.

Amanda and Sarah watched as Tommy got up and headed out onto the back porch.  He didn’t say a word when he left the room.

“Amanda I am so sorry if I have ruined things for you.”

“It’s ok.  The one I think we need to worry about is Tommy.  You have dropped a major bomb on him, well, and me also.  I’m not going to let it bother me though.  If I’m pregnant then I will just have to work things out myself.”

“No sweetie.  We’ll work them out together.  One way or another everything is going to work out for the best.  I love you Amanda.”

“I love you too mom.”  Amanda leaned over and kissed her mom on the cheek and gave her a hug.  She heard the back door open.

Tommy walked back into the room and just stood there staring at both of them.

“Are you ok Tommy?”  Amanda asked.

“Yeah I’m ok.  I’m just wondering if the both of you are going to handle what my decision is.

To be continued….

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Meeting Amanda For The First Time: Sarah's Unexpected Arrival Part 8

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Meeting Amanda For The First Time: Sarah’s Unexpected Arrival Part 8

It was bad enough that Sarah was standing directly in front of Tommy, but now she was asking what he’s been up to with her daughter.  This is not how he wanted Sarah to find out about them.  This was definitely going to make this harder to explain to her than he thought it would be.  The situation would have been a lot easier right now, if there had been a big storm last night, but there wasn’t one.  Plus, with Amanda upstairs calling him back to bed didn’t make it any better.

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a,geneva" size="3">“So Tommy, are you going to explain what’s been going on between you and my daughter? Don’t you dare tell me nothing is going on.  I’m not that stupid.  Shit I walk in the door and she isn’t sleeping on the couch and don’t tell me the storm bothered her.  That storm was the night I left.  Then I hear her calling you from upstairs, wanting you to come back to bed!”

“Sarah I, we, we can explain.”  Poor Tommy was starting to stutter.  The best he could remember, he has never been so scared in his life.

“Tommy, are you coming back up? Who’s at the door?” Amanda asked.

“Amanda you might want to come down here.”  Tommy yelled up to her.

Both Tommy and Sarah could here Amanda get out of bed and head for the stairs.  She pretty much hopped all the way down the stairs until she got to the bottom landing.  Then she froze in her tracks.

“Mom, what are you doing here? You’re not supposed to be here till tonight.”  Amanda’s legs about buckled under her at noticing her mom standing in the living room with Tommy.

“Alright then, I’ll explain why I’m already here.  I gave the airline my number and asked them to contact me if a seat on an earlier flight became available.  Lucky for me one did.  I was going to call and let you know but I thought I would surprise you.” Sarah said to them.

Neither Tommy nor Amanda moved from where they were standing.  Both of them wanted to say something but couldn’t get the words to come out.  They could see that Sarah had pretty much figured out what has been happening while she was gone.

Amanda turned and started to head back up stairs to go and put some shorts on but didn’t even make it half way when her mom said.  “If you’re going up stairs to put some more clothes on don’t even bother.  I’m already certain that Tommy has seen it all.  So just get down here so all of us can talk.”

Amanda came back down the stairs and went over to the couch and sat down.  She was feeling very uncomfortable wearing just the little bit of clothing she had on in front of Tommy and her mom.  She didn’t understand why because she has wore less clothes in front of her mom, and well, all of you know how much she has or hasn’t worn in front of Tommy.  She figured it was because they were all in the same room together.  She tried to relax but it wasn’t easy.

Tommy went and sat on the other end of the couch but Sarah chased him over next to Amanda.  All of them sat there for what seemed like hours until Amanda started talking.

“Mom I’m sorry if I’ve hurt and disappointed you.  I would never do anything intentionally to hurt you.  You know that.”  Amanda was almost crying.

Sarah looked at Tommy.  She could see he was scared and was probably hoping it was all a dream and that he would wake up soon.  But that wasn’t going to happen.

“So Tommy, what do you have to say for your self? I bet you’re just thrilled to have been able to get a 16 yr old in bed.  You probably think your Mr. Hot Shit for doing that don’t you.”

“No Sarah I don’t think that.  I would never think anything like that.  Your daughter has to be one of the most loving and caring women I have ever met.  I never intended for this to happen.  I’m sure you think I’m some kind of perv but I’m not.  Please believe me.”

“Mom he’s telling the truth.  If I wouldn’t have done what I did none of this probably would ever have happened.  If your thinking that he took advantage of me, well he didn’t.”  Amanda was pretty much pleading with her mom to believe her.

“So what you’re saying is that this is your fault.”

“Yes Mom it’s my fault.”

Amanda sat there and told her mom about everything that had happened out at the pool that first night in complete detail.  She was surprised that her mom wanted to know about everything that they have done in the last several days.  Amanda was shocked when her mom wanted complete details from both of them.  What Amanda didn’t know was that her mom was starting to get very wet from hearing all the explicit details of everything Tommy and Amanda had been doing.

All of a sudden Sarah started to laugh which had Tommy and Amanda wondering what she was laughing about.

“Mom what’s so funny?  Why are you laughing?”  This was worrying Amanda.  She didn’t see any reason for her mom to be laughing.  This was supposed to be a very serious conversation.

“I need to apologize to the both of you.  First, if you’re wondering if I’m going to call the cops and have you thrown in jail, well you’re wrong.  That’s not going to happen.  I’m not mad at either of you.  Actually this is kind of what I was hoping would happen.”

Amanda was sitting there with her mouth open.  She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.  Why would her mom want this to happen?  Nothing right now made any sense to Amanda except for her love for Tommy. Then she asked her mom.  “What do you mean you were hoping that this would happen?” 

Tommy was also confused about what he had just heard.  I really didn’t make any sense to him either.  He was starting to think Sarah might be a little nuts or something.

“Mom, what are you talking about? I’m like really confused right now.”

Sarah smiled at her daughter and said.  “Amanda, you know how I get those feelings about people and you know that I’m hardly ever wrong about these things.”

“Yes mom, I know.  Wait.  So what you’re saying is that you had one of those feeling that Tommy and I were going to sleep together.  Is that what you’re saying?”

“No, what I’m saying is that I knew he was the one for you.  I kind of had a feeling that you two would sleep together but I wasn’t sure.  I’m not saying that I wanted the both of you to sleep together.  Actually I was hoping that you wouldn’t but it did happen so there is nothing that can be done about that.  I’m just glad you’re on birth control.  I really don’t want to be a grandma just yet even though it would be cool.”

Amanda and Tommy sat there and looked at each other and then at Sarah.  This was nothing they would have ever expected to hear.

“So, from what the both of you have told me, I would say that the sex between the both of you is good.”

“Oh no mom it’s great.”  Amanda said more enthusiastically than she intended to.  She started to blush a very deep red.

“Don’t be embarrassed baby.  I’m happy for you that the sex between the both of you is great.  That’s the way it should be.”

Tommy looked at Sarah and wasn’t sure of what to say.  He was trying to soak everything in that she had already told them, but for some reason he had this feeling that there was more to all of this than she was letting onto.  To Tommy, it almost sounded like she was relieved that everything was turning out the way she felt it would.

“Sarah, is there something wrong?”  Tommy asked her.

“Why are you asking me that? Do you think something is wrong?”

Amanda started to notice it also.  Something just wasn’t right.

“What are you not telling us mom.  You’re hiding something.”

Sarah couldn’t stop looking from Tommy to Amanda without grinning.

“Alright I’ll tell you.  The main reason that I’m not mad at you for sleeping with my daughter is well I haven’t been a good girl either.”

“Spit it out mom.  What did you do?”

“Well I’ve been seeing someone without you knowing it.  I’m surprised you haven’t figured it out by now.  Amanda, you know him.”

Amanda sat there thinking about who it could be.  “Is it Johnny next door?”

“Nope, it’s not him.”

“Brian.”

“Nope, not him either.”

“Don’t tell me it’s that guy that has boobs and wears women’s clothes.”

“Hell no, yuck, you must have lost your mind little girl to think that.”  You could almost see Sarah’s skin crawl at the thought of that.

Tommy looked at both of them with a look of bewilderment. 

“You don’t want to know Tommy.”  Amanda told him.

“Well I know it’s not me.”  Tommy said.

“Come on mom.  Tell me.  I don’t know who it could be.”  Amanda was starting to get aggravated.

“Ok.  Who’s been coming around the apartment a lot for the last several months?”  She asked Amanda.

All of a sudden Amanda’s eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open.  This was one person that Amanda never would have thought it would be.

“Are you saying it’s Eric? You’ve got to be joking mom.  You’re seeing my friend Eric.  Holy shit mom!”

Sarah sat there and shook her head yes, that that was the one she’s been seeing.  She wasn’t sure if Amanda was mad or just totally surprised.

“Ok.  I’m feeling a little left out.  Who is she talking about?”  Tommy asked Amanda.

“Eric is a friend of mine.  He lives in one of the other buildings down from us.  You would have seen him at my birthday party but he was out of town with his family.”

Amanda finally remembered something.  She turned and looked at her mom.  She was having trouble grasping the fact that her mom has been seeing her friend who is actually younger than her.

“Mom you do realize how old he is.  Don’t you?”

“Yes I do.  Amanda this wasn’t anything that I planned.  It’s not something that I wanted to happen.”

“How did this start mom.”  Amanda asked with a somewhat caring tone to her voice.

“Well, remember the day some of your friends came over and we had that cook out on the back porch.”

“Yeah I remember that.  What about it?”

“Well not you or any of your friends realized he wasn’t out there anymore.  You thought he went home.  Well actually, he didn’t.  He was inside with me.  I had to go to the bathroom and when I walked in there Eric was standing there stroking himself and calling out my name at the same time.  He about fell over when he realized I was standing in there with him.  He never heard me open or even close the door so I pretty much startled him.  When he turned around, I got a good look at his cock, I started to get excited.”

“Mom, how can you get excited about something like that? He can’t be very big.  Probably four inches I bet.”  Amanda was holding her hand up with her thumb and pointer finger spread about four inches apart.

“If you saw what I saw Amanda you would have felt the same way I did.  It wasn’t four inches; it was a little over eight inches long and about two inches thick.  When I saw his cock I knew I just had to have it even if it meant that I had to rape him.”

Tommy was starting to wonder if he should leave and let them finish this conversation.  But before he could even move Amanda grabbed his hand.  It was like she knew what he was getting ready to do and had no intention of letting him do it.

“So your telling me mom that Eric has an eight inch dick.”

“Yes sweetie.”  Sarah closed her eye and leaned her head back like she was reliving that day in her mind.

Right then Amanda knew right away what her mom was thinking about.

“Well when he stopped stroking his cock and started to pull his shorts up I stopped him.  I wasn’t letting that cock get away without me getting a taste of it.  I leaned him against the wall and swallow all eight inches.  All the way down to his balls.  Mmmmmm.  It tasted so good.”

The whole time Sarah was telling this she was sitting against the back of the couch with her eyes closed.  She didn’t realize she was also pinching one of her nipples through the tank top she was wearing.  She went right back to telling how it all happened without ever lowering her hand.

“I could tell that this was the first time he had ever had his cock sucked.  I knew right away he wasn’t going to last very long but it was easy to see, and hear, that he was totally enjoying having his cock in my mouth.  He just leaned against the wall and enjoyed this new sensation that he was feeling.  I started to here his moaning get a little louder.”

Amanda couldn’t believe what was happening.  She was starting to get wet from listening to her mom talk about what she did to Eric.  She looked over at Tommy and noticed that it was also affecting him also.  You could already see a slight bulge in his shorts.

“When I realized that he was getting ready to cum I took off my bikini top.  I wanted his cum on my tits and also in my mouth.  Eric never noticed what I had done until I took his cock out of my mouth.  That was when he looked down and noticed my bare breasts in front of him.  Just the sight of them made him loose all control.”

Amanda noticed her mom unbutton her shorts and then slid her hand inside them.  “Wow my mom is touching her pussy right in front of me.  I don’t even think she realizes that she is even touching herself.”  Amanda thought to herself.  She continued to listen as her mom continued with her story.

“Eric started stroking his cock again.  This time it was a lot faster.  He was ready to cum, and cum he did.  He shot several large loads on my tits and then I shoved him back into my mouth.  I wanted what ever was left.  I could feel his whole body start to tremble as I sucked the last of his cum out of his cock.  Damn it tasted so good.  Mmmmm.”

Sarah didn’t realize anything that she was doing.  By this time she had completely stripped and was sucking on one of her nipples and had two fingers shoved in her pussy.  She was starting to moan louder.

Tommy and Amanda couldn’t believe this.  Amanda was shocked by the way her mom was acting right now but she was so turned on by it also that she had the crotch of her panties pulled to the side and was rubbing her clit like there was no tomorrow.  She wasn’t sure if it was from her moms’ story or from watching her mom pleasure herself right in front of her. 

Amanda looked over at Tommy who was rubbing his cock through his shorts.  She figured that if her mom is going to be naked then they should also.  Amanda stood up and proceeded to slowly unbutton the shirt that she was wearing.  That immediately caught Tommy’s attention.  But it didn’t catch it completely.

She could see that Tommy wasn’t sure of which way to look.  Amanda could see that he was enjoying watching her mom but at the same time he desperately wanted to watch her undress also.  It didn’t bother her that he also wanted to watch her mom.  It kind of excited her.

Once her shirt was off and she was standing there in just her panties she turned around away from Tommy, and proceeded to slowly wiggle out of them.  The farther down they went, the more she bent over.  She took a quick look at Tommy and noticed that he had his cock out of his shorts.  It was already at full attention and he was slowly stroking it.  Now his attention was more towards her than to her mom.  She could here her mom moaning even more now.

Amanda bent back up and proceeded to get Tommy’s shorts off of him.  She didn’t even have them completely off of him before his cock was in her mouth.  She could here Tommy moan while she slowly sucked the head of his cock and ran her tongue in complete circles around it.  She figured that he was just too damned turned on from watching her mom fingering herself in front of them and also from Amanda sucking his cock in front of her mom.

Tommy couldn’t believe anything that was happening.  In his mind he kept saying to himself that there was no way this was happening.  It had to be impossible.

Sarah didn’t even notice anything that Tommy and Amanda were doing.  She was in her own little world at the point.  She continued her story while still fingering her pussy.

“When Eric was done cumming on my tits, and I had sucked all of his cum I could out of his cock, I sat up on the counter and spread my legs, giving Eric a perfect view of my completely shaved pussy.  He stood there staring at it with his mouth open.  I watched as he licked his lips.  I wanted that tongue on, and in my pussy.  I called for him to come to me.  Slowly Eric walked over to me.  Never once, did he take his eyes off of my pussy.  When he was directly in front of me I pulled him down till he was eye level with my crotch.  Gently I pulled his mouth towards it.  I could hear him breathe in my womanly scent and then let out a moan when he exhales.  When his breathe hit my clit, it sent a shiver through my whole body.”

Tommy wanted to try that with Amanda so he pulled her off of his cock and sat her up on the couch with her legs spread wide.  He leaned down and lightly blew on her pussy and clit.  He knew she was extremely wet and that it would make it feel even colder.  He breathed in that wonderful scent and then very slowly blew onto her clit.  He felt her whole body shake when he did that.

Amanda wasn’t prepared for that.  The feeling of Tommy blowing on her clit sent a shiver up her spine.  She made a little noise that was kind of like a gurgling squeak.  She opened her eyes and noticed that her mom was watching them and for some strange reason it didn’t bother Amanda.  It actually excited her more.

Amanda reached up and squeezed one of her nipples between her thumb and finger.  Her nipples appeared to be harder than they usually were.  She could feel Tommy start to lick, her pussy so she just closed her eyes and leaned her head back.  She wasn’t aware of anything or anyone else.  The only sensation for her was Tommy’s tongue on her pussy.

She reached down and held Tommy by the hair.  She knew he wasn’t going to go anywhere but she enjoyed having a hold of his hair.  Plus with Amanda having a good hold of his hair she knew that his tongue didn’t have a chance to leave her clit till she had cum. 

Tommy knew right then Amanda wasn’t going to let his tongue leave her pussy.  She had her fingers so tangled up in his hair that he half expected to have to cut it to get loose.  Every time he would run his tongue over her clit she would pull his head down and thrust her hips up at the same time.  On the next thrust of her hips, Tommy shoved his tongue inside her as deep as he could get it.  That right there caused Amanda to squeeze her thighs together around Tommy’s head. 

Amanda was so close to her orgasm that she was having trouble keeping herself under control.  With every thrust of Tommy’s tongue into her and the sight of watching her mom on the other end of the couch was just too much for her.  She could hear her mom start moaning louder.  Amanda looked down at her moms hands.  They were moving really fast over her clit that she was sure she was going to give herself friction burn.  Then her mom started almost screaming.

“Oh shit.  Oh yes.  Damn I’m getting ready to cum.  Oh yes watch your dirty mom cum in front of you.  I want both of you to watch me cum.  Let him up so he can watch you dirty mom cum.  Oh yes Amanda I know your close.  Please cum with me.  I want to see the ecstasy on your face from Tommy eating that beautiful pussy.”

Amanda’s mom was right about her daughter.  She was close.  She hated to do it but she released her hold on Tommy and let him come back up to sit on the couch between Sarah and Amanda.  She had noticed that when he went and sat down that he was stroking his hard cock.

Amanda continued to play with her pussy while she continued to watch her mom.  She noticed that her mom was doing the same thing.  Both of them looked like they were in a race to see who would cum first.

Tommy was enjoying the site that was on either side of him so much that he was close to cumming also.  The more he heard the girls moan the closer he was to cumming.  Tommy watched as both mother and daughter pleasured there selves in complete synchronicity.  Both girls were so in tune with each other that you would have thought that you were looking at a mirrored image of each other.

Tommy started to feel his balls tighten up.  He was doing everything he could to hold back, but the sight of these two beautiful women getting their selves off, with just there hands, was more than he could take.  With a long grunt he started shoot into the air.  He didn’t pay any attention to were it went.  He wasn’t expecting what happened next.

Both girls lost complete control when Tommy started to cum.  Within just a few seconds after Tommy shot the first steam of cum into the air, both girls let loose.

Amanda and Sarah started screaming and shaking all over.  They both had their heads tipped back as far as they could go, with only the whites of their eyes showing.  Their heads jerked back down and their eyes went back to normal because the next thing they knew, both girls were getting hit all over their bodies by the other ones cum. 

Tommy just sat there amazed at what was happening.  There he was, sitting in the middle of his couch, with a beautiful girl on either side of him and their pussy’s shooting cum across him and splashing on each other.  That right there made him cum again.  This was one of the best sites Tommy had ever seen.  This was something he wanted to be a part of.  Being a one man audience just wasn’t cutting it.  Tommy leaned forward right in front of both streams to the point of having the line of fire blocked enough that the girls were no longer soaking each other.

Both girls finally came down from their erotic high and just laid there on the couch trying to catch there breathe.  They felt exhausted but somehow also refreshed.  They could see all of there cum dripping off of Tommy, from his head to his waist.

Amanda leaned up and pulled Tommy down to kiss him.  She could taste her cum and her moms also, all over Tommy’s mouth.  She loved how the mixture of cum from her mom and herself tasted.  She started licking it off of Tommy’s body.  Then Amanda stopped kissing him and looked around Tommy towards her mom and said.

“Hey mom, you should come up here and see how we taste together.  It’s just wonderful.”

Sarah got an evil smile on her face but then asked Amanda.  “Are you sure that’s ok with Tommy? Both of you have already said that you don’t want to be with anyone else and I don’t want to ruin that between you too.”

“Well Tommy, what do you think? Is that ok with you?”

Tommy wasn’t sure what to say.  With everything that had already happened this morning he was really curious as to what might happen next.  When he looked at Amanda he could see this look on her face that said she really wanted this to happen.  He thought about it for a bit then asked Amanda how she felt about it.

“The way I see it Tommy, this isn’t like we are having sex with someone we don’t know or what ever.  This is my mom so I figure we could include her sometimes in our little play sessions.  So if it doesn’t bother you, then I say lets have some fun.  I know you thought about fucking my mom when you first met her.  I watched you while you were checking out her ass when she was running back to the apartment.”

“You were watching out the upstairs window.  Weren’t you?”  Tommy asked.

“Yes Tommy I was watching.  I wanted to see what your reaction was going to be when she asked if I could stay over here.  So, have you decided? It looks like my mom is getting a little anxious on the other end of the couch.”

Tommy looked over at Sarah.  She was wiggling all over the place and was already rubbing her pussy again.  The whole time her eyes were directed at his cock.

“Well since its ok with Amanda then its ok with me.  But if all three of us are going to have some fun together then maybe we should just go upstairs where we can be more comfortable.”

If Tommy only knew what Sarah was planning.

To be continued….

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The Toronto Run 2

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The Toronto Run 2
By britneyh80@yahoo.com



I woke up and looked at the clock.  It was early in the morning, and the moonlight was gleaming through the window.  I rubbed my eyes and my head was aching. It was a hangover from the wine last night.  I looked over and saw Samantha tucked in her covers.  Her long black hair covered her pillow.

It seemed strange seeing a female body laying in the bed next to me.  There has always been a male sleeping next to me, but then its been a while since anyone has slept with me.

On the night stand I saw the strap on dildo that she fucked me with last night.  I quietly grabbed it, and worked it up
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my legs.  I pulled the covers off her face and gently kissed her cheek.  Her eyes slowly opened and looked at me.  I smiled at her and rolled in the covers till I was lying on top of her.  Her hand raised and touched my face and I kissed her as I positioned my plastic cock on the opening of her twat.

I fucked her for the next hour making her orgasm several times.  The sun was coming up and blazing through the window.  I rolled off of her and she threw the covers on the ground and ate my asshole while I fingered myself till I came.

   "Do you still want to meet those guys today?" she asked
   "Samantha I am kind of nervous.  I am really shy and I have a case  
    of social anxiety.  I get really nervous when I have to meet new  
    people." I said
   "Social anxiety?" She questioned.
   "Yes I always have been that way since I was a little girl.  I have
    never had a lot of friends because I am always so scared to meet  
    new people. I am fine with the people I work with and everything, 
    its just any kind of social event where I am forced to meet someone
    and make a first impression I get terrified.  I was so nervous 
    yesterday when I met you, but obviously I am comfortable with you
    now." I said
   "I have never heard of that before." she said
   "It really sucks." I said.  "Like when I'm in a public restroom and
    there is another girl in the room I can't pee."

Samantha looked at me like I was a mental case.  She got out of bed and I watched her beautiful body walk over to the table.  She grabbed her cell phone and scrolled through the names.  My pussy moistened again as I looked at her.  She had a perfect body, her skin was milky white and her butt crack was small and cute.

   "Hey its me." She said in the phone..."You guys want to get together 
    today." she said, I heard a male voice in the phone.
    "Ok, well I met this girl yesterday, and she is really hot.  She is a flight attendant and she is  
    only in town for today.  I am at her hotel room and I fucked her last night.  She is
    a horny bitch and she likes to fuck, but she is really shy and gets nervous around new 
    people.  So when we get there today don't talk
    to her much just start fucking her ok.  I don't want her to feel
    uncomfortable." She said "We'll be there around noon okay." She said in her accent and 
    flipped her phone shut.

She turned around and looked at me.

   "Samantha, what was that?” I asked “I thought you were just going to
    introduce me to some nice guys."
   "They are nice guys.  They are cute really horny and they have big
    cocks." she said

My face turned red and I put my hand on my face and smiled.  She walked over to the bed and sat down next to me.  She wrapped her arms around my shoulder and kissed me.

   "Don't be nervous, you are just in town today.  Lets go have a good 
    time and you will leave tomorrow morning and you will never see   
    them again." She said

We got dressed and walked out to her car.  We drove across town, and my mind was blank not knowing what to expect.  We pulled into a dirt road and drove at least a mile before we came to a house.  I got out of the car and Samantha walked over to me and grabbed my hand and led me to the door.  She knocked on the door and a guy answered.  His shirt was off and he had a tight ripped stomach.  I looked at him and he didn't say anything to me as I walked in the door.

There were three other guys sitting on the couch with jeans and t- shirts on.  They got up and walked towards me.  A door opened and two guys walked out totally naked.  Their cocks were fully erect as they walked towards me. My heart was racing and I swallowed hard.  I stood there and must of looked ridiculous with my arms hanging at my side.  I stood their and felt completely insecure as they all walked up to me.  They reached me and circled around me.  I stood there and stared at the ground.  I couldn't look them in the eye and I glanced over at Samantha.  She had a serious look on her face as she looked over the situation.

One of the guys that was naked stood behind me, and put two hands on my shoulders.  He started kissing my neck and I closed my eyes.  The hands all touched me and started rubbing my body.  I felt a hand work in my jeans and his fingers crawled inside my underwear, another hand worked down my lower back and went in the back of my jeans.  I started to relax and I kept my eyes closed as I felt ten hands rubbing me.  One hand reached my cunt and its two fingers massaged my clit. I felt another hand work between my butt cheeks and a finger began wiggling in my asshole. There were hands up my shirt inside my bra rubbing my tits.  My shirt came off, followed by my bra.  The hands continued feeling my body as my pants came down.  My eyes stayed closed, and I smiled as I raised my head in the air.  One of the men was sucking softly on my neck. I have never had this much attention before.  I was extremely horny and I felt the pulses in my pussy pounding.

A guy got on his knees behind me and pulled my panties down.  I opened my eyes and looked down and one of the men helped me step out of my underwear.  I looked at them and they were all naked now.  One man picked up my panties and brought them to his face and sniffed them, another man swiped them from the guys face and wrapped them around his cock and stroked himself with them.  I felt the air on my naked body, and I turned around and looked at the men circled around me.  Their dicks were all hard and pointed at me.  Samantha was naked too and she was leaning against the wall with her fingers in her cunt smiling at me.

The guy in front of me was looking at my body, and rubbing his balls.  I leaned over and kissed him and took his cock in my hand, and slowly worked skin of his penis up and down.  The guy that took off my panties was still on his knees behind me and he parted my butt cheeks and berried his face in my ass.  Another one got on his knees in front of me and started licking my snatch.  I continued stroking the cock as I ran my tongue in the guys mouth. 

I moaned loud and the pleasure was unbearable.  I felt a tongue run up my back, it continued up to my shoulder and my arm raised and his tongue was licking my arm pit.  There were tongues licking my cunt, asshole, my neck, my belly button, my arm pits and my tits.    All five of them were stroking their cocks as they pleasured my body.

I finally released my grip on the guys dick.  I fell to my knees and I opened my mouth inviting whoever wanted to put there cock in first.  A hard prick entered my mouth, and I sucked hard on it.  I looked out of the corner of my eye and grabbed two cocks, one in my right hand and one in the left.

My vagina was throbbing and I felt my juices running down my leg.  The man pulled his cock out of my mouth and the next one moved over and I sucked him.  They were standing in a circle jerking off around me and they waited patiently for their turn to fuck my face.  I had a cock in my mouth and the next man stepped closer to me.  I pulled his dick out of my mouth, and I had a hand on each cock.  I stroked them and admired them both.  I kissed the head of the cocks in each of my hand.  The men stepped closer together and I licked their cocks as I rubbed both of them together.  I opened my mouth wide and took both of them both in.  My mouth was stretched wide and I could taste both of their pre cum as they bulged out of both of my cheeks. 

I shouted that I need a cock inside me now.  A man laid on his back in front of me and I climbed on top of him.  I sat on his dick and it went inside me momentarily and popped out.  I grunted in frustration and another guy grabbed the guys cock and positioned it in me.  I lowered my hips on him and fucked him hard.  I felt a finger enter my asshole.  The finger pressed hard against the walls of my anus, and squeezed the cock that was fucking my pussy hole.  I felt a little pain in my ass from the pressure of his finger, but at the same time it tightened my vagina and made his cock rub hard against my g-spot.

The finger was soon replaced with a cock.  I was being double penetrated, and it felt incredible.  I never would of dreamed I would have all this testosterone at once.  My mouth was open and I was screaming.  A guy walked in front of me and turned around and put his ass in my face.  I grabbed his hips and berried my face in his ass.  Samantha circled around us, watching two cocks fuck my holes while I licked the man's asshole.

She pushed the guy out of the way and bent over in front of me.  I quickly ran my tongue up her cunt to her asshole.  I repeated it over and over.  The smell and taste of Samantha's sweet cunt and asshole sent me over the top as the cocks pounded up my pussy and ass.  I screamed until the muscles in my throat became weak.  My muscles in my legs and stomach locked as the orgasm shot through me.  I didn't want it to end.

I stood up and the dicks slid out of my pussy and asshole.  A guy walked behind me and picked me up by both legs, and my back pressed against his chest.  He locked his wrists around the back of my legs under my knees and he held me in the air.  He took a step back and both hands were occupied holding me up.  He told Samantha to come over and stick his cock up my ass.  She sucked on her finger as she walked over to us and she licked my pussy as she pushed her finger in my asshole.  My ass relaxed around her finger and she pulled it out and positioned the tip of his dick on my slightly open hole.  She took a step back and watched as she started fingering her cunt with the same finger that was in my ass.  The man relaxed his grip on my legs and my own weight forced his dick up my asshole. 

Samantha and the four other guys masturbated and cheered us on.  I was the star of the show, and I loved the attention as they all watched me get butt fucked.  The guys body flexed and my tits bounced as he fucked me with all his force.  I screamed at the top of my lungs as he shot his load up my asshole.  I opened my eyes and another guy had walked up to me and faced me.  The man that was in my ass passed me to him like I was a fuck toy.  He held me in the air and started fucking my pussy, as another man moved behind me and stuck his cock up my ass that was already lubricated with cum from the other guy.

Samantha was in charge of licking the men's assholes and playing with their balls while they all took turns shooting their cum up my pussy and asshole.   I came several times on their cocks as they took turns fucking me. 

I was down to the last guy.  Most of the other guys only lasted a few minutes, but this guy has been fucking me for over ten minutes.  His dick was hard and big and he fucked me at a medium pace.  He walked me over and pinned me against the wall, and started fucking me faster and faster.  I have came several times already, and my body was weak.  I didn't want to be fucked anymore, I just wanted to lay down and rest. 

Suddenly my muscles strengthened and I got an adrenaline rush.  His cock started feeling better and better as it pumped up my twat.  I didn't think it was possible but I felt like I could have another orgasm.  As his dick continued moving inside me I was sure now.  His dick filled my pussy but in the position we were in the pressure pressed against the top of my pussy.  The head of his dick was poking my g-spot close to my cervix deep inside my vagina. The base of his penis was rubbing my clit and I moved a little closer to orgasm each time he pushed in me.

My voice was almost gone, my throat was soar from screaming.  I have been screaming as hard as I could for the last hour.  The building pleasure far out weighed the pain in my throat.  The Muscles in my stomach and legs started to tighten and flex. 

I was getting closer.  He was now fucking me with all his force.  My vision was getting blurry and I just closed my eyes and let my eyes roll back in my head.  It felt incredible, and I think if he were to stop right now I would kill him  (who ever he is.) 

This was the slowest orgasm I have ever had.  It was like I was having an orgasm but It hadn't reached its peak yet.  The pressure was building stronger and stronger.  I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, all the muscles in my body were flexed to the max.  I sucked as much oxygen as I could and held my breath.  Here it was...my head felt like it was going to explode and I heard a buzzing in my ears.  My body shook hard my asshole tightened and squeezed and farted out loads of semen that the previous guys shot in me.  I didn't make a noise for a moment and help my breath as long as I could until my body exploded like a volcano.  My mouth opened and I screamed as loud as I could.  I could feel the juices from my cunt erupt out my pussy and run down my inner thigh between my butt cheeks.  My body slowly started to relax and I sucked in some more air. I felt his dick begin to pulsate and I could feel warm liquid shoot out the end of his cock that was rubbing against my g spot.  The pressure in my body rose quickly back up to the peak and I came again.  With a few last thrusts he milked the rest of his semen in me, and I shifted my weight forcing him to put me down on the floor. 

I breathed hard and my I had a cramp in my side.  I put my head down on the floor and started to laugh.  I have never had that intense of an orgasm.  It was like the ultimate roller coaster ride.  Maybe it was because I already had several orgasms prior to that one.  Or maybe it was because I just fucked five hot guys. 

I finally caught my breath.  I got up and walked past the guys and grabbed my clothes.  I didn't want to talk to them or get to know them in any way.  I was completely satisfied and I wanted to leave.  I grabbed Samantha by the hand and pulled her towards the door.  She pulled her hand away from mine and I looked back and she ran across the room to grab her shirt, jeans, and underwear. 

She hurried back to me and we walked out to the car totally naked.  She started the car and pulled away.  She had a towel in the back seat and I grabbed it and wiped all the cum from both me and my five acquaintances.  I lifted my butt and wiped my ass of all the white cum that was leaking out.  We both put on our clothes before we reached the main highway. 

We pulled into my hotel and she pulled up to the curve to let me off.  She pulled out a small pad of paper and wrote her number on it.  She leaned over and put her face close to mine.

"If you ever get up here again, give me a call ok."  She said

I smiled and nodded my head and she kissed me on the lips.  I opened my mouth inviting her tongue, and as we made out she worked her hand with the piece of paper down my jeans, down my panties and to my pussy.  She stuck her middle finger up my cunt and circled around for a moment and then pulled her hand up leaving the piece of paper in my underwear.  We released our kiss and she put her finger in her mouth and stared at me as she tasted my pussy off her finger.  I stepped out of the car and smiled at her as she drove off. 

A few hours later I met up with my pilots and we headed to the airport.  My body was aching, and It was hard to even walk through the terminal to the plane.  I managed to get the airplane ready, get the passengers loaded, and make my safety announcements with my sour voice.  We leveled off and I finally got to sit down. My muscles in my stomach and inner thigh were soar but I felt really good just the same. I just had my first lesbian experience with a hot Canadian gothic girl, and I got gangbanged by five gorgeous guys all in one trip.  I walked behind the galley where no one could see me and I put my hand down my pants and inside my underwear and rubbed my still tender pussy as I grabbed the piece of paper, Samantha put down there.  I looked at her phone number in her pretty hand writing.  I smiled to myself, and the first thing I was going to do when we landed was check my schedule to find out when I have another Toronto Run. 



Meeting Amanda For The First Time Part11

ragnar38 on Taboo Stories

Sarah And Amanda’s Close Call

 

When Tommy, Amanda and Sarah left the restaurant, all they were in a really good mood.  Tommy was especially, after getting that unexpected blowjob from Amanda while still sitting at the table.  The one thing that really surprised him was seeing all the other couples doing the exact same thing.  This was a night Tommy was never going to forget. 

He could already see that Amanda and Sarah were ready to get in the car and he knew why.  Both girls were completely horny and were in

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need of being satisfied. 

Once they got to the car Sarah and Amanda climbed in the back seat together.  They had barely closed the door when Tommy noticed that Sarah had unhooked her dress from around her neck letting her breasts free.

 Within a second of doing that Amanda had her mom’s nipple in her mouth.  She instantly heard her mom start to softly moan from the contact of Amanda’s tongue running over her sensitive nipple.  She could feel her mom grab a hand full of her hair so she would keep her mouth on her Sarah’s breast.

“That’s it my beautiful daughter.  Suck on your mothers’ breast like you did when you were a baby.  Mmmmmm.   That feels so good.  Oh my baby girl.  I love having your mouth on my breasts.  It’s just too bad Tommy has to drive.  I do have another one that isn’t getting any attention right now.”

Tommy looked in the rear view mirror.  He could see Amanda latched on to her moms nipple and he could also see Sarah squeezing, rubbing, pinching and even sucking and licking the other breast that she pretty much said was available for him.  He could already feel his cock start to get hard in his pants.  He really wanted to be back there with them but he figured he would let them have some fun with each other for now.

Amanda could feel her moms hand pull her skirt up and start to squeeze one of her ass cheeks.  Amanda sat up and proceeded to pull her dress completely off.  She watched as her mom started to do the same.  She started to unclasp her bra but her mom stopped her.

“Here sweetie, let me do that.”  Sarah reached up, between Amanda’s breasts to the clasps.  She was happy that there were only 2 clasps holding it together in front.  This just meant she would get that thing off of Amanda so she would have quicker access to those lovely mounds that have been restrained for the last several hours.  Once the bra was off of Amanda her mom sat there and admired how her daughters’ breasts looked. 

She told Amanda.  “You know Amanda; my breasts were about the same size yours are right now when I got pregnant with you.  After you were born, well, what you see right now are the results.”  Sarah grabbed her breasts and squeezed them together and started bouncing them in her hands.

Hearing that fact right there kind of amazed Amanda.  “Mom, you’re joking.  Are you saying that if I am pregnant that my boobs could end up looking like yours? Now I hope I am pregnant.”  Amanda sat there holding her boobs in her hands trying to imagine them being the same size as her moms.

Sarah reached over and grabbed Amanda’s thong and started to remove it.  Then she proceeded to grab Amanda by the ankles and started pulling her butt out from under her.  “Alright Amanda, that’s enough talking for now.  I still want my desert that I haven’t had yet.”  Sarah was running her tongue across her lips, not once did her eyes look away from Amanda’s shaved pussy.  She could see how wet it was when ever a street light would shine on her for a second or so.

Amanda wanted to have her moms’ mouth and tongue all over her pussy.  She started to help her mom by sliding her ass across the backseat of Tommy’s car, so her mom could get to what she wanted most at that minute.  Her pussy was so wet that it was running down along her ass and onto the seat.  This was helping her slide her ass across the seat easier since the seat was made of soft vinyl instead of cloth.

Tommy already knew he was going to have trouble driving back to the apartment with both girls going at it in the back seat.  He could hear Amanda start moaning.

“Oh yes mom, lick my juices off of me.  Clean your naughty daughter up with that hot tongue of yours.  Yes right there.  Oh don’t stop mom that feels so damned good.  That’s it mom, eat my sweet.” 

Amanda felt two of her moms fingers go into her pussy as far as they would go.  She could feel her mom pull them out, up to the first knuckle, and then pushed them back in all the way. 

“Mmmmm.  Do you like that baby girl? Mommy likes to make you feel good.  Your pussy feels so good wrapped around my fingers.  I think you need more of them inside that sweet love hole of yours.”

Sarah started to pull the two fingers out that she was fucking her daughters pussy with, and then added two more, and slid them right back in there.  This time it was a little harder to slide her fingers back in there since she was using four fingers instead of just two.  She felt Amanda tighten her pussy.  It was like she was trying to keep a tight hold on her fingers so they would never leave.  She started to wonder if she might be able to fit her whole fist in there.

Nobody noticed that the back windows had been rolled down by accident.  While Tommy was stopped at a stop light an SUV pulled up next to them.  He noticed that the driver was staring towards his car with a big grin on his face.  When Tommy turned around to look behind him he noticed that both back windows were rolled down.  Tommy could see that the driver was trying to stretch his neck even more just so he could get a better look at the girls in back.

Tommy noticed that the light turned green and started to go again.  He could see that the guy in the SUV was doing everything he could to be able to stay next to the window so he could continue watching.  Tommy started hearing the man yelling out the window.

“Damn, I would love to taste that pussy also sweetie.  Why don’t ya come over here and let me take care of the both of ya.  I can show ya what its like to be with a real man.  Come on sweet thing, there’s enough of me for the both of ya.”

Sarah heard what he said and sat up in the seat, and looked straight at the guy.  “Sorry but the only one that gets to have me and my daughter is the man driving this car.  He’s the only one that can handle the both of us.  Besides, he’s my daughters’ boyfriend and I really don’t think he would want to share with you.  I’m the only one that gets to share my daughter with him.”  She could see the man’s eyes go wide at the realization of what Sarah had just said.

The poor guy thought this was his lucky night.  The only thing that would make tonight even better would be if he could get to fuck both girls.

“Come on mom.  Why don’t you let me have a try at that?  If you want something to run that tongue of yours allover, well I’ve got that for ya right here.  If you do a good enough job, you will get a special surprise all over your face and tits.”

Tommy was really getting tired of this guy.  At first it was kind of funny but now all this guy was doing was pissing him off.  At the next stop light Tommy rolled down the front passenger window and told the guy.  “Hey man, she has already said no so just back off.  Like you were already told, there all mine and I won’t share them with you.”

“Mister you need to just keep your mouth shut. As you can see, I’m talking to the ladies in you’re back seat, not you.  Now you need to just pull over so they can get in here with me.”

Amanda finally sat up in the seat and looked out the window at the guy that was annoying them.  Both Amanda and her mom kept looking from Tommy to the man in the other vehicle and back to Tommy.  They were starting to worry about what this jerk wanted to do to them.

Amanda yelled out the window at the man.  “Hey! If you want to pick up a couple whores then you need to go somewhere else.  We aren’t a couple of whores if that’s what you’re thinking.  So just fuck off and leave us the hell alone.”  She realized that was a mistake.

“Oh you little bitch.  I’m gonna have to teach you a lesson.  You do not talk to me like that you stupid bitch.  Apparently your momma never taught you how to respect someone that is older than you.” 

The man got out of his SUV and started heading for the back door of Tommy’s car.  He pulled on the handle, flinging open the door.  Once it was open he started to climb inside the back seat so he could teach Amanda a lesson.  He was only two feet inside the car when he froze in his tracks.  He noticed the barrel of a 357 pointing straight at his temple.

When Tommy saw the man get out and start heading for the rear door of his car he reached straight under his seat for the gun he kept there.  It only took him just a few seconds to get it pulled out and pointed at the man.

“Now if you would like to explain what you are doing in the back seat of my car, or do I have to shoot you and then let you tell me while you bleed to death.”

“Whoa mister, I was only playing around.  I didn’t mean anything by it.  Honest I didn’t.  I’ll go and get back in my vehicle and go the hell home.  Please mister just let me leave.”

“Go to hell asshole.”  Amanda yelled at him and then kicked him straight in the balls.  She was sitting there waiting for the whole scrunched up face and grabbing of his balls after she did that.  All she got was a look that said “you’re going to die you stupid bitch.”  She didn’t realize that the man didn’t have anything to kick.

Amanda was pushed up against the other side of the car next to her mom.  They were sitting there holding each other in fear of what this guy might try to do.

The man never tried to grab Amanda.  He knew Tommy had that gun pointed at him and he wasn’t going to do something stupid.  He heard the hammer on the gun get pulled back, just waiting for the trigger to get pulled.  He was starting to sweat and was almost certain that he pissed his pants right then and there..

Tommy knew that what Amanda did wasn’t a very smart move.  But there was no way in hell he was going to let this asshole hurt Amanda or Sarah.

“Mister this is what you’re going to do.  You are going to back out of my car and stand up straight.  Then you are going to proceed to strip out of your clothes.  Don’t even think about running.  I’ll be aiming straight for that thing you call a dick.  So unless you want to become a woman I suggest that you do as you’re told.” 

The man couldn’t believe what Tommy wanted him to do.  He looked Tommy straight in the eyes and said.  “Hell I’m not gonna do that.  I’m standing out here in the street.  Do you think I’m stupid?”

“No, I know you’re stupid.  You’re the one who climbed into the back seat of my car.  I know I never said you could and I know they don’t want you back there either.  So see, you are stupid.  Now if you don’t get out of those clothes you’re going to be dead and stupid.  Now hurry the hell up.” 

“Alright just hold on.”  The man climbed back out of the car and proceeded to take his shirt and pants off. 

“Now throw them on the floor board in back.” 

The man did what he was told.

“Now, take the underwear off also.”  Tommy said while keeping a completely straight face.

“You have to be kidding.  You can’t be serious.”

“Do it now!”  Tommy pointed the gun, back at the guys’ crotch again.

The man wasn’t going to take anymore chances so he started taking off his underwear.  Once they were off he threw them in the floorboard with the rest of his clothes. 

“Now you need to get back in that piece of shit you drive and sit there.  But I will help you out a little first.”  Tommy asked Sarah to get the guys wallet out of his pants and to just throw it to him.

“Why the hell would you want to do that? This guys a total dick.”

“I know he is.  But I won’t take his money.  If you’re thinking that I’m going to keep his clothes, well I’m not going to do that either.  I’ll throw them out somewhere down the road and he can come get them in about five minutes.”  Tommy winked at Sarah.

Sarah and Amanda noticed the wink and went right along with Tommy.  Sarah pulled the wallet out and through it out the door at the man.  Then she told him.  “Now you heard what he said.  We will throw you’re clothes out somewhere down the road but you have to wait here in you’re SUV for five minutes.  Then you can come find them.  Do you understand?”

“Yes.  I understand.”

Tommy told the man.  “Now you need to apologize to them for the way you acted.”

“I’m sorry girls.  I shouldn’t have acted like I did towards the both of you.”

“Ok.   Now go and sit in you’re truck for five minutes and then come and get you’re clothes.  They will be in a parking lot five blocks from here on the right.   I wouldn’t waste anytime coming to get them.  You never know when someone might come along and pick them up.”

With that said Tommy put the car in drive and pulled away from the light.  He was glad that it wasn’t a really busy street at this time of the night so there weren’t that many people waiting behind him while he dealt with that guy.

“Are you guys ok back there?”  Tommy asked Sarah and Amanda.

“I am but Amanda is pretty shook up by all of that.  Are we really going to throw his clothes out so he can have them back?”

“Hell no, we are not going to do that.”  Amanda said with a slight tremble in her voice.

Tommy reached over the seat behind him for Amanda’s hand.  He could feel her shaking all the way up to her finger tips.  She seemed to calm down a little just from Tommy’s touch.

“Just wait till you see where he will have to get out so he can grab his clothes.  I think you will like what I have planned for him.”

They drove down the five blocks to the parking lot and stopped near one of the light poles in it.  Tommy got out with the guys clothes and tied them to the poll.  After that he drove to the very far side of the lot and parked his car so they could watch when the jerk pulled in.

“Why did you tie his clothes to the poll like that?”

“Well we don’t want him to leave too quickly do we?”  Tommy said with an evil grin that could have matched one of Amanda’s.

Tommy got out of the car, then he told the girls to wait where they were and that he would be back in a minute. 

They watched Tommy run over to a pay phone and make a call to someone.  When he was done he ran back to the car laughing.

“What’s so funny? What did you just do?”  Amanda asked with a curious look on her face.

Tommy had a big grin on his face.  “Oh nothing much, just wait a few minutes and you’ll see.”

All three of them sat there waiting to find out what was going to happen.  The next thing they saw was the guy pulling into the parking lot.  They could see he was looking for his clothes by the way he was looking all over the place.  They sat there and watched as he finally spotted them and drove over to the poll where he proceeded to get out of the truck and started to try and untie them from the poll.

“So Tommy, what are we waiting for? What’s going to happen that you want to sit here and watch him try to untie his clothes?”  Sarah asked with a slight curious tone to her voice.

About that time Amanda spotted a cop car pull into the parking lot.  They watched as the car pulled up behind the SUV and then both cops got out of the car and started heading towards the naked man next to the poll.  They could hear one of the cops start to laugh a little while he was asking the man what he was doing.

Amanda and Sarah sat there with their mouths open.  Finally they looked over at Tommy, who was sitting there with a big evil grin on his face.

“You called the cops?  Damn I didn’t expect that to happen.”  Sarah said excitedly.

“Well I wasn’t going to let him hurt either one of you and we couldn’t exactly go to the cops and file a complaint either.  What do you think would have happened when we explained that all of this started because he saw you eating your daughters’ pussy in my back seat?  Make that your 16 yr old daughter.  That wouldn’t have gone over very well.  So I thought this would work even better.  I bet he’ll think twice and maybe even a third time, before he tries to pull a stupid stunt like he did back at that stop light.”

Amanda was sitting there smiling at Tommy.  She knew, without a doubt in her mind, that Tommy was going to take care of her and try his best to make sure nothing bad ever happens to her or her mom.

They sat there and finished watching the cops try and get the man into the back of the cop car.  He still didn’t have his clothes back.  They kind of felt sorry for the guy but he shouldn’t have pulled that crap on them like he did.  Hopefully he will learn a very hard lesson from all of this.

“Well girls, should we finally head home?”  Tommy asked.

“Yeah, let’s get out of here Tommy.”  Amanda said to Tommy while reaching over the back of the seat to hug him.

“Well mom I guess it’s my turn to have some desert.  Wouldn’t you say?” 

“I really didn’t think you would want to continue after everything that just happened.  I expected you to just want to go home instead.”

“I’m better now, especially after I watched that dumb-ass being hauled away by the cops.”

Tommy couldn’t believe they were getting ready to start going at it again after everything that just happened.  “Hey before you two start again, roll the window up.  I really don’t want to have to deal with another asshole.”

Sarah and Amanda gave a little laugh.  “Ok Tommy.  We didn’t mean for that to happen earlier.  I guess we were having too much fun to notice that the window was down.”  Sarah told Tommy.

“Yeah we really are sorry.  We can make it up to you when we get home.”  Amanda said with a sly little smile on her face.

“Sorry girls, but I really think I need to do some recuperating first.  Haven’t you realized how many times we’ve been having sex over the last several days?  Well me and Amanda mostly.  Hell, it’s close to a dozen times almost.  The both of you go ahead and have fun.”

“Ok Tommy.  If you insist, but you’re going to miss out of all the fun.”  Amanda was holding her breasts up to where Tommy could see them in the mirror.

When Tommy looked in the mirror he could see Amanda licking one of her nipples.  He finally had to turn the mirror just so he could concentrate on driving instead of watching Amanda and her mom.

“Well baby girl, slide yourself this way.”  Sarah moved towards Amanda where she slid her left leg over Amanda’s right and rapped it behind her daughters’ ass and slid her right leg under Amanda’s left leg.  Once they were in this position they could feel their pussy’s rubbing against each other and also feel the hardness of each others nipples.  They could already feel how wet their pussy’s were getting especially when they felt their clits rub against each other. 

Tommy could hear both of them moaning back there.  He could tell that they already had their tongues tied together by how muffled the moans sounded.  He wanted so badly to angle the mirror to a position that would make viewing them possible.  Just knowing what was going on back there was making his cock grow to the point that he finally undid his pants, freeing his cock from its confinement.

Amanda was totally enjoying this.  While she was lip locked with Sarah, Amanda reached down between them with her left hand and slid her fingers around between their pussies, trying to get as much as she could on two of her fingers.  When she pulled them back out from between them she broke the kiss with her mom and held her fingers up in front of Sarah’s face.  She held them in the shape of a ‘v’ so each of them could suck the juices off of a separate finger.

“Here mom why don’t we see how we taste like this.  I think it’ll be an excellent mixture of the both of us.”

“Don’t you think you should let Tommy try it first? I’m sure he might want a sample.”  Sarah then watched as Amanda reached down with her right hand and got some more of the juices from them and then reached over the front seat and placed her hand in front of Tommy’s mouth.

“Here you go Tommy.  Now each of us can get a sample.”

Tommy could already hear them sucking their juices off of Amanda’s fingers and there was no way he was going to let that sweet nectar, that was just a few inches from his mouth, go to waste.  He immediately sucked Amanda’s fingers into his mouth making sure to not miss a single drop.  He was enjoying that delicious flavor so much that he almost forgot to pay attention to the road.

Amanda finally pulled her fingers out of his mouth and asked him if he liked how they tasted together like this. 

“Sucking the juices off of your fingers is like sucking on a delicious piece of fruit.  I could enjoy that all day.”  Tommy replied.

Once they got to the apartment, Tommy went up and opened the door.  He felt completely exhausted.  He was just about ran over by Amanda and Sarah because they came running up the front steps and straight inside.  Tommy couldn’t help but notice that they didn’t even bother to put their clothes on before they got out of the car.  Tommy looked back out the door to see if anyone had been watching when they came streaking through his front door.  He really doubted it because of how late it was.

When Tommy finally came inside and locked the door, he stood there staring at Amanda and her mom.  Over the last day or so he has noticed that Amanda was getting a little braver out in public.  He started wondering if this is how Sarah was at that age.  For some reason he didn’t think so. 

He knew that he was really tired and needed to get some sleep.  When he mentioned to the girls that he was going upstairs because he was tired and needed to get some sleep, both girls started pouting. 

“The both of you can stand there and pout all you want.  Tonight I am going to get some sleep.  I know that neither one of you want to hear that but I really need to sleep.  You’re wearing me out.  Just let me get a full nights sleep tonight and then we can see how tomorrow goes.  Ok?”

Amanda and Sarah completely understood that Tommy was right.  He really did need to get some sleep.  Actually all of them could use a full night’s sleep.

“It’s ok Tommy.  We understand.”  Sarah said to Tommy.  “I think all three of us need a full nights sleep.  It certainly wouldn’t hurt any of us.”

“Thank you for understanding.  Well I’m heading up stairs.  I don’t know what the two of you have planned but if you want to you can stay here.  There really isn’t any need for you to try and head back to your place.”

Sarah really wasn’t expecting to hear that.  She walked over to Tommy.  “Are you sure? We can go home.  It’s not like we don’t have a place to go to.  At least if we go back to our apartment you will definitely be able to sleep tonight without either one of us bothering you.”

“Well you’re already here so you might as well stay.  Besides, you’re already dressed for bed.  I already know that once I lay down I will probably fall straight to sleep.  I feel like I’m completely wasted.  Come on my lovely ladies.  Let’s go to bed.”

Amanda walked over to Tommy and put her arms around him.  “I guess I need to stop jumping you every chance I get.”  She started to laugh.

“Well, maybe just a little bit.  But not a whole lot though.”  Tommy leaned down and kissed Amanda softly on the lips.

“So does that go for me also?”  Sarah asked Tommy while making a pouty face at him.

Amanda stopped kissing Tommy and turned towards her mom.  “Yes mom that goes for you also.  Now come on and help me get our tired man up to bed.  We need to get him charged back up so we can wear him down again.”

“Mmmmm.  Sounds like fun.”  Sarah replied.

They helped Tommy upstairs to the bed.  Once they were in the bedroom Tommy started to undress his self but the girls stopped him.

“You just stand there and we’ll get you out of your clothes and put you to bed.”

Tommy wasn’t going to argue with them.  If they would have gone back to their apartment he probably would have slept in his clothes instead of undressing.  He could tell that it wasn’t going to be much longer before he was completely sound asleep.

“Wow.  It’s been along time since someone undressed me and put me to bed.  Does this mean I can call you mommy?”  Tommy let out a little chuckle at that thought. 

Sarah and Amanda smiled at each other at the thought of Tommy calling one or both of them mommy.  Sarah looked at Tommy.  “Well you can as long as it’s our next play session between the three of us.”

They were finally able to get Tommy stripped down to his underwear and then Amanda went and pulled the sheets down so they could get Tommy in bed.

Sarah went and turned out the light and climbed into the bed next to Tommy.  She could already hear his deep breathing as he drifted off to sleep.  She lifted his arm out of the way and slid her naked body up against his.  Once she was completely laying down she put her hand on his chest where she found Amanda’s hand in the same spot she placed hers.

“This has been a crazy day, hasn’t it mom.”

“Yeah it has.  We just need to be a little more careful so we don’t get Tommy in any trouble.  We were very lucky Tommy had that gun in his car.”

“I didn’t even know he had it mom.  That’s the first I’ve ever seen it.  But yeah you’re right.  It really was a good thing he had it.  I was actually starting to get scared until Tommy pulled the gun out from under the seat.”

“Well I would say that we are both in very good hands with Tommy.  He truly loves you.”

“I know mom and I feel the same about him.”

“If you ever want me to back out of the picture, just let me know, and I will leave him completely to you.”

“I don’t see that happening mom.  I think he is falling in love with you also.  I think that goes for you also, am I right?”

“Yes baby girl.  You’re right.  I didn’t mean for it to happen.  It just did.”

“It’s ok mom.  I will gladly share him with you.”

“Well sweetie.  Everything is okay now.  Let’s get some sleep.  The both of us can really use it.  Good night baby girl.  I love you.”

“Good night mom.  I love you too.”

Amanda and Sarah finally started to fall asleep, but that was after they were holding Tommy’s semi hard cock in there hands.

To be continued…

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Now Servicing all Men in Menswear

saltlakecockslave on Gay Stories

Now Servicing all Men in Menswear
By saltlakecockslave
I sometime will go to the mall and open up shop in some unexpecting department
store's Men's wear dressing rooms. I come with a stack of buiseness cards that say.
"SPECIAL TODAY" on one side and the other: in small txt:

" Hi I am a young gay male and I think you have a very nice body,
And I would love a chance to to give you oral pleasure"
If this intrests you and you would be willing to let me pleasure you?
I will be in the last dressing room stall in the Men's wear fitting area.
Just knock on the last stall door 8 times (thats 8X's) "However
You need not say a word" and I will speak none either" I will open the door,
you enter and lock it behind you. Then just drop your pants
and I will take care of the rest! Qu
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ick, Quit, Discreet and SPECIAL...

I then will pretend to look there selection of Men's Slack's, Pant's and other
clothing and I will discreatly place one inside the pocket! of many of the garments.
I will continue to browse until I see what might be my next unsuspecting Man.
And then I will pretend to go try on a pair of slacks in the last stall. I sometimes
will spend hours doing this and it sometimes works very very well.

Oneday while browsing I watched as a tall hunk come into the men's wear and
proceeded to browse. I watched from a few aisles away as he pulled my card
from a pocket. The look on his face was one of confusion.
And I'm sure he had to read it twice. He looked around to see if he might spot
the solicitor. However I was already on my way into the fitting area.
I closed my stall door and just waited. Within a few minutes there was the
continuous eight knocks upon the door. I let the hunk in and just smiled sinking
to my knees.

He was as eager and quick as I was to get things started.
Within seconds I was, face to dick with his manhood. He had a fairly large cock
even limp it still looked at least eight inches. I began by gently
raising the head upward with one hand as to get a good look at it in every way.
with my other I wrapped my fingers around his balls .and lightly pulled
them away from his body. I then looked up at him and directly into his eye's
and began to run my tounge around his nutsack. I slowly bathed them with
my saliva, tasting his salty sweat and smelling his aroma.

He sat his ass down on the bench and kicked one leg up onto the
bench. Allowing me greater accsess to his now stiffening cock.
I pulled his shaft and balls up towereds his chest and took this opportunity
to work his perenium with my tounge. However being one of my favorite spots,
I didn't spend long there and was soon back to the base and feeling my way
up his stiff pole with my wet mouth and tounge.
I roamed over and felt his every vein and contour working my way up until I
come upon his crown.

Never letting my eye's glance away from his. I could feel it swell a bit more in my
mouth as his arousal hightened. He tilted his head and body back and
I could see pleasure wash over him. However At that point I think he had
run out of patience. As he soon took control of the situation. And quickly he
guided my mouth to the top of his cock. He began to moan and I had to remind
him, to try to be quit. That is, if he could! I opened my mouth and worked it just
over his bulbous cockhead. There my lips worked it over in a swirlling pattern
like I was sucking a lollipop. A small amount of precum washed over my tastebuds
and he tasted great.

I was determined to give this guy the best blowjob he has ever or will ever have!
He pushed my head down onto his manhood and his head was filling the
back of my throat. At this point I worked it down a few more inches so his head was
tightly lodged in my asophagus. I concentated breathing through my nose and there
I stopped. Not so I could get used to it, but so he could get used to it. and enjoy
the moment. This slowed up his urge to blo his wadd. Also I know how it feels to have
a guys throat muscles constricting tightly around my cock.
The swallowing effect was like being milked. Pure ecstasy.
I then pulled off and almost out of my mouth and then back down again I repeated
this a good ten times. His balls were tightening and I could feel them getting harder.
Then I gave into his force and took is thick cock completely down in me.
He rammed it hard and fast, fucking my face and stopping only when his
balls slapped me in the chin. His body started to quiver and shake and he
was on the verge of erupting. I then pulled my face off and away.
I opened my mouth and started quickly jacking his cock
Holding his cockhead just inches from my opened mouth. And "wow" cum began to
burst out of him in long thick ropes that I tried to catch on my tounge or in my mouth.

He had built up such a load that it quickly filled my mouth, lips and tounge.
He must of shot six, seven or eight hot loads for me. I left my mouth wide open
so he could see as i swallowed it down. I then rubbed his dick and the remaining
cum around my face. Making sure I milked his every last drop. MMMmmm MMmm
I politely thanked im , got up from my kneese and left the dressing room and the
department store. I don't know how long he stayed in that dressing room.
All day and many men. But that encounter ranks high up on one of my most memorable sexuall
encounters of that day!

Football Voyeur

lukepreston on Gay Stories

Pedro was staying with a girlfriend in her rented flat in Paris. He was passing through really, on his way to London for a charity football match in two day’s time. He’d left his home in Milan, where he played for the city team, the day before and had arranged to take a couple of days out to rest up before the game in England. He’d not seen Anna for a year or so and they’d agreed that it was high time they caught up on news. They’d been teenage lovers once, many years ago back in Milan, and now they were able to enjoy the intimacy of friendship without the threat of sexual innuendo hangin

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g over them. Staying at her place in Paris gave Pedro the chance to get away from the spotlight, the Paparazzi and the training schedules. It was only a charity match and he could just turn up and play so there was no need to spend several days in a hotel, pre-match training and psyching himself up. He was on holiday and that was that.

But Anna had been called into work that evening leaving Pedro alone in the flat, kicking his heels and wondering what he should do. He didn’t like sitting still, didn’t enjoy time away from physical activity and he was becoming restless. He knew he should be relaxing, that’s what holidays were about, but doing nothing didn’t sit well with him. He’d wandered about the place, checking through the books on the shelves, all in French, thumbed through the DVDs, found nothing he wanted to watch, and had been searching around the cable channels trying to find something on TV to take his mind off his inactivity. His restlessness was not helped by the weather. It was July, the city was heating up in a heat-wave and the flat had no air conditioning. Dusk had settled in outside and, through the tall French windows he could see the orange glow of the city lighting the night sky beyond the block of flats opposite. There wasn’t even a view to admire. Anna’s flat was hemmed in by another block directly opposite and separated by a small courtyard.

He wandered out onto the balcony and the closeness of the air struck him. He could smell the city fumes, warmed and intensified by the heat of the dying day. The sounds of car horns and police sirens echoed around the courtyard below and drifted past him into the ether. It was as dull out there as it was inside. Nothing to do but wait for Anna to come home so they could sit up late and chat again. He contemplated going out but couldn’t be bothered to get dressed. He’d showered and put on a pair of light shorts with nothing underneath and had thrown on one of his playing tops. He stood on the balcony barefoot and leaned on the chest high railing, simply staring across at the windows opposite. Most of them were shuttered or curtained, only one light was on. About two floors below he could see a guy sitting at a computer. At least he could see the torso, the head was hidden from view by the top of the patio doors and the angle from which Pedro looked down. Just some nerd surfing his evening away. Dull.

This wasn’t doing him any good, he found himself getting wound up. He wanted to do something but nothing appealed. He padded back inside and wandered into Anna’s room to stand in front of the full length mirror and talk to himself.

‘What’s this all about?’ he asked. ‘What’s wrong with you today?’

His reflection didn’t answer. It just stared back at him with its green eyes. The head of dark hair shook itself at him. ‘You know what you need?’ it asked. ‘What?’ he replied, flatly.

In the mirror he saw the eyes drift down and focus on the front of his shorts and felt the soft material hang baggy around his thick thighs. He swung his hips from side to side and watched the outline of his cock as it settled back into place. He did it again and it grew a little bigger. Then he looked back at his reflection and it was smiling at him. A wry, lopsided grin showed off the famous gap where his tooth was missing. That smile told him they had reached an agreement.

‘Right, but who’s gunna do that for me right now?’ he growled back. ‘You do it,’ his reflection said. ‘Not the same,’ he answered. ‘Anna?’ ‘Huh, doubt it.’

Giving up on that idea he stomped back to the balcony to get some more, smog choked air and lent against the railing as before. A bead of sweat ran into his eye and he rubbed it away. Once he could see clearly again he looked down at the surfing nerd. He couldn’t make out what he was looking at down there on his PC but he was now leaning forward, studying screen closely.

‘Probably checking out my score record from the European Championships,’ Pedro thought to himself smugly and gave a short laugh. But then an action caught his eye. The guy below had shoved a hand into the front of his track suit bottoms and Pedro thought he saw him grab and pull. ‘Interesting,’ he thought, ‘the dirty git’s looking at porn.’

He inched along the balcony to his right a few paces and checked around. No one else was outside or in the courtyard as far as he could tell. The light from the living room behind him was casting his shadow onto the building opposite and there were no other shadows, so no one else was above or below him. Maybe that’s why the nerd had his curtains open, no fear of being seen. Or so he thought. Pedro squinted at the screen, it was about twenty feet below and he could just make out flesh coloured tones on the monitor. He couldn’t see what sex they were or what the pictures were of but they were definitely naked. He could see small patches of dark hair between legs but that was about it. Yup, the nerd was surfing for porn and playing with himself.

Pedro crouched a little, holding onto the railing for balance and peering through the ironwork. The nerd had removed his hand and Pedro could see a lump in the track suit. The nerd clicked onto a new page, the picture on the screen went white and then started to fill from top to bottom with one, enlarged picture. Two people; one underneath, one riding on top. Still, though, it was impossible to see what sex they were.

‘Well, this is more interesting than the TV,’ Pedro muttered to himself and trained his eyes on the PC. The picture changed again but still he couldn’t quite make out what it was of. The nerd’s hand went back into his trousers and pulled away more slowly than before. Pedro felt his own cock stirring again. The breeze was creeping up from below and he could feel the air enter the legs of his shorts and investigate around his balls while his cock brushed gently against the silkiness of the material. That felt good. It also felt good watching someone else getting off on porn. No harm in that. Just a guy doing what Pedro wanted to be doing. He could look at porn and pull himself off, it would be something to do. But Anna didn’t have a PC at the flat and so he’d have to watch from there.

Then and idea struck him and he slipped back inside. For some reason his heart had started to beat faster and he felt nervous. Maybe it was because he knew what he was going to do, maybe because what he was going to do was like cheating, whatever the reason it felt exciting and good. He found his camera from his suitcase and came back outside to crouch in the same position. A quick check. No one around, only him and the nerd with the hard on. He put the camera to his eye, squinted and zoomed in.

The nerd’s hand was still working away in his trousers alright, slowly up and down, but now it had been joined by the other hand and this one was attending to the guy’s balls by the looks of things. Pedro settled himself against the railings, squatting down so that his arse was pulled wide. His knees were spread and he was almost sitting on the balcony floor. He was comfortable like this. He trained hard; he was strong and flexible and could maintain this pose for ages.

The nerd removed his hands and started to push down his track suit. ‘Not sure I want to see this,’ Pedro said to himself but kept the camera trained in the same place. A bush of blonde pubic hair came into view and then disappeared as the guy lifted himself up. He sat again almost straight away, the trousers free from under him. Pedro’s nervousness increased when he saw the guy’s cock lying semi erect against his thigh. Not as big as Pedro’s but just as thick, it seemed to shine in the artificial light of the flat. The head was circumcised and pink. The nerd freed his balls from between his legs and the cock came to rest centrally on them. They were nearly hairless, round like flesh-coloured golf balls. And then the guy started to play with them again, cupping them underneath and squeezing them with his left hand while his right one drew circles with a finger around the inside of his thigh, stroking his own legs but not touching his cock. The guy reached forward, presumably to click the mouse again, and then sat back. The cock started to rise up, it didn’t get longer just firmer and he still didn’t touch it. He dug his fingers into his pubes and massaged them, scrunching the skin up and pulling it taught so that his cock rose perpendicular, then letting it all go so it flopped down onto the smooth balls that he was still working on. He did this a few times and then let everything go. He lent back, stretched out his legs and just left his cock standing there, 45 degrees from the blonde bush at its base.

‘Must be changing screens again,’ Pedro thought and moved the camera to see more clearly what the guy was looking at.

The screen was blank. He adjusted his zoom so that he could see more clearly. There was the menu bar across the top but nothing had come up yet.

But then it started. Slowly. Either this guy had a very slow connection, or else it was a very big file. Pedro looked back at the guy’s groin. He was still hard. This picture was obviously worth waiting for. Back at the screen: A line or two of blue. Sky. Then the tops of trees in the distance and then the top of someone’s head. The hair was glistening in sunlight, it was an outdoor photo. A forehead came into view. A man’s. That confirmed it, the nerd was queer. Now eyebrows were starting to show, dark and the face they were on was tanned. Ears, and then green eyes, both open and shining. Then the nose and mouth, no facial hair, clean shaven, and then the man’s smile. A cocky, wry smile that showed off a gap where a tooth had once been.

‘Fuck me!’ Pedro realised that he was looking at a picture of himself. Rather, that he was watching another guy wanking over a picture of himself. He didn’t know how to feel about this but then a pain in his groin told him what he should be feeling. His cock was rock hard and straining at the leg of his shorts. He’d suddenly got so turned on that the material had ridden up his leg and the end of his cock was open to the warm evening air.

But the picture had not finished downloading. He saw his naked shoulders, his wide chest with its dark covering of thick hair, his flat stomach and then… When was this photo taken? Then he saw dark hair between his legs, a flaccid cock hanging over tight, small balls. Not his. Someone had made this up. The face was his, even the chest was his but someone had morphed the cock and legs onto him. He let out a short laugh. So the nerd was getting off on his face and someone else’s dick.

He pulled the camera away from the screen and back to the chair. It was empty. The guy was not there. Pedro pulled the camera way from his eyes and stood up. Down below the guy was on his balcony. And looking up at him. He was no nerd. He was good looking, blonde, well built. He had a defined chest and strong, naked legs. His cock was now rock hard and he was pulling on it slowly. His eyes, from what Pedro could see, were fixed on the footballer’s shorts and he didn’t seem to care who might see.

Without thinking Pedro reached up a leg of his shorts and pulled it across so that his cock and balls hung open in the air. He let it stand there and brought the camera up to his eye again. He focused in on the guys face and saw him lick his lips. The he pointed the lens downwards and widened the shot to get in all of the other guy’s crotch. One hand was slowly stroking his shaft as the other cupped and squeezed below.

Pedro clicked the shutter. He had no idea why. The picture blacked and then came back. Holding the camera with one hand he started playing with his own ball sack, feeling its weight as he bounced it lightly for the benefit of his watcher. The other guy’s speed increased. Pedro took hold of his cock and drew his foreskin back slowly, tempting the guy with the sight of his purple head, all the time keeping his attention on the cut blonde cock that was on show for him. This was o.k. This was just a bit of lad’s fun. Pedro wasn’t gay, the nerd clearly was, but Pedro wasn’t touching him or sucking him off so there was no harm. He’d just let the guy get off on the sight of his idol holding his cock for a while and then go and jack off while thinking about Anna as a teenager.

Suddenly something happened. The nerd backed off, went back inside and the light went out. All Pedro could see was the PC monitor. It had flicked to a screensaver and bathed the room with a dull blue light.

‘Oh bollocks,’ Pedro said to himself. He had been turned on and needed release.

He was a bit surprised at his own thought but then he was horny and any kind of sex was o.k. with him when he needed it to be. As he’d said, it wasn’t as if they were touching so it wasn’t really sex with another guy was it? He went back into the living room and kicked off his shorts. He started pulling on his cock and tried to bring up a picture of Anna naked but all he could see were a pair of small, smooth balls and a thick cock being stroked slowly and deliberately for him.   He imagined the guy appearing at the door to the flat, walking in, dropping his tracksuit. Pedro imagined what it would be like if he knelt down and took the cock in his mouth. What would it taste like. What would those slippery looking orbs feel like in his hands. What would the guy do if he had his hero suck on them. What would it feel like if the blonde came down his throat and pumped his spunk into Pedro’s mouth. And then what would it be like to turn the guy around and bury his face into the smooth flesh of his arse. To lick his hole and taste another man like that. How would it feel when Pedro was sliding his cock into him, slippery and wet from the licking he had just given it. How would it feel to have the other guy gasp and pant underneath him as his idol, the football star, slid his heterosexual dick as deep into his cute arse as it would reach. To feel his dark hairy bollocks slap up against the light flesh and hold the guy’s slim hips as he thrust harder. How would it feel to fuck another man for the first time, to hold onto the limp, drained cock and rub his fingers over the circumcised head. To twist his golden pubes in his fist as he slammed the guy form behind. How good it would be to hear the guy beg him to shoot up his arse and how good it would be for Pedro to hear his own voice, begging the guy to tighten up. Pleading with him push back and milk Pedro’s streaming cock as he spurted deep inside.

And to feel the other guy lean back against him and twist to try and kiss him. And how would it feel to kiss him back, to lock their tongues and taste another man’s spit. To feel the warmth and the equal power as they bucked together while Pedro spent himself inside another male. How good it would feel. To lie with the blonde under him, their fingers twisting together, their breathing the same, as Pedro pulled his dying cock from the guy and turned him beneath so that they could kiss again.

How good it would be.

Pedro’s eyes snapped open at the sound of the door bell.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Diary Ch. 02

Nikkie on Sex Stories

DUKE – August 1985

 

I am so confused. Happy. Terrified. Feeling foolish. Feeling downright idiotic.

Why did I do it? Probably because everybody else seems to have been doing it for a while now. I was the only one in our group who was still a virgin. Sometimes I felt like they were snickering at me. They teased me constantly, saying things like what will I do if I never find the Mr. Right? Would I stay a virgin forever?

 

And so, I did it. Only, now

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I wish I hadn’t.

 

Duke is my dad’s friend. Well, at least a very good and dear acquaintance of his. I never really noticed Duke until my dad pointed him out to me.

 

One day when we were eating lunch, he looked out the window and pointed to a skinny guy who was rushing past the house. “You see this guy?” he asked. I was in a bad mood from a scolding that I had just received and was still sulking. “Yeah? What about him?”

 

Dad didn’t notice my attitude, but proudly continued: “That’s Duke.’ Seeing my blank expression he elaborated. “You know? The champion?”

 

“The champion of what? Apelike walk?” I found my comment extremely funny and giggled. My dad, on the other hand, was not amused.

 

“I don’t understand why you always have to be so sarcastic, Nikkie!” I achieved the desired effect. I pissed him off. “This is exactly the kind of attitude that will get you in a heap of trouble later on in life. He is the kind of person you should be looking up to!”

 

“Yeah?” I asked, trying hard to annoy him even more. “I’d rather look up to George!” I knew my dad hated any kind of mention of my step dad. He detested the fact that all three of his daughters found George to be a great guy. He was kind and generous, intelligent, funny and easy to talk to. I told George more about my life than I could ever imagine telling my dad, or even my mom.

 

We dropped the subject and I forgot all about it.

 

A few days later, I was hanging out at Mr. Dickie’s, the newest and hippest local café with an outside patio, sipping on coffee and sharing gossip with Danielle and Janie. Inevitably, the conversation turned to speculations on who was shagging who and who was going steady and all the rest of the topics, so irresistible to an eighteen-year old mind with nothing better to do.

 

It was the last of the summers that we would have together. High school was over, Janie, Danielle and the rest of the girls were going to college. I, on the other hand, have twisted my mom’s arm about being able to travel for a year before devoting time to serious studies. After months of heavy badgering from me, in a moment of weakness and with gentle persuasion from George she consented.

 

All of a sudden, Janie leaned back in her chair, waving at someone behind my back. “Hey, Duke!” she exclaimed and her face lit up with the nicest of smiles.

 

I turned around and there was Duke, the guy my dad was pointing out to me just a few days ago. He walked towards our table and Janie made the introductions. His handshake was warm and firm, revealing the strength of his body, which was evident from his well-developed arms and chest, and despite the loose t-shirt visible to an observer. He held my hand in his for a few moments longer than one normally would have and when I looked into his eyes I found him unwaveringly returning my gaze, embarrassing me. He must be over thirty, ancient really.

 

“You’re Stan’s daughter, aren’t you?” he asked and I was stunned to realize that he had noticed me at all, let alone knew who my dad was.

 

“Yeah,” I said shyly and smiled, pulling my hand out of his.

 

He stood around for a few minutes longer, chatting with Janie and then said that he had to go. As he was leaving, he looked at me and again, held my gaze long enough to make me blush.

 

When he finally wobbled off, Janie and Danielle burst into giggles. “Did you see that?” Janie nudged me.

 

“See what?” I asked, honestly oblivious to what she was hinting at.

 

“Did you see how he was looking at you, Nikkie?” joined in Danielle.

 

“Oh, please!” I said embarrassed, but delighted. “Did you see the way he walks? Like a chimpanzee!” I couldn’t help myself; his walk was just that odd.

 

“He just became a champion, you know.” Janie leaned closer. “He’s a parachuter, just came back from Germany. He won! He was in the papers and everything. Plus, he’s kind of cute!”

 

“Oh,” I nodded. Now I knew what my dad was referring to. Parachuter, big deal.

 

“He’s dating Bernadette.” Said Danielle and sighed deeply when she saw the blank expression on my face. “Oh, Nik, really! The actress!”

 

I rolled my eyes. “She’s a secretary, you bimbo. Impersonating a peasant woman in a local theatre play doesn’t make her an actress.”

 

Janie and Danielle both laughed out loud. “She’s on a crash diet now, you know.” Revealed Janie.

 

This conversation was getting more and more absurd. “No,” added Danielle, “Seriously, she is losing weight, I saw her a couple of days ago. It must be true.”

 

I shook my head, this was not very interesting.

 

“He looks funny to me.” I pointed out. “He walks funny, his nose is huge…”

 

“Yeah, but did you see those eyes?” asked Janie and I had to admit, even if just to myself, that yes, I did notice those beautiful electric blue eyes.  

 

“I can’t see why you two are drooling over him.” I said. “I thought you and Colin were an item now.” I nodded at Janie

 

“Yeah, well,” shrugged my best friend. “Doesn’t mean I can’t look, does it?”

 

We giggled again and the Duke topic was forgotten.

 

A few days later the summer was almost over and I had one class left, having flunked it, as I was too lazy to apply myself during the year. The blasted math had been giving me a headache throughout the entire high school.   I had to stop at my dad’s apartment every day after summer classes and do my homework there. A punishment for a moment of weakness when I smoked in his place, forgetting that my dad, very much against the bad habit, would smell cigarettes on me within a mile. There was a long discussion between him and my mother, besides cigarettes, they seemed to have concerns about drinking and drugs, too, which to be quite honest was ludicrous. In the small town where I grew up, one cannot sneeze without everybody knowing, let alone drink and do drugs. That’s why I smoked in my dad’s place, not out in the street.

 

On this particular day, I had just finished the grueling task of completing the calculations, which even after two months of vigorous studying seemed as complicated to me as they were on the day I flunked the class. My dad’s apartment was hot and stuffy and I had taken a shower just before leaving for home, which I shared with my mom, step dad George and my two sisters.

 

As I stepped out into the street, I blinded myself by wrapping a string of hair over my face and under my nose in order to take another whiff of shampoo that I had just used in the shower, inhaling its sweet, fruity smell. To my horror, I bumped into somebody, almost falling over like a fool.

 

A strong pair of hands grabbed my forearms and made me yelp in surprise. I brushed the hair out of my eyes and with great embarrassment noticed that the hands belonged to Duke.

 

“Hey there, missy!” he laughed and steadied me, holding onto me even after it was evident that the immediate danger of stumbling about had passed.

 

“Oh,” I gasped. “Hi, Duke.” I giggled and saw his beautiful eyes smiling at me. “I’m... ah…I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

 

“So I see.” He added and I couldn’t quite tell if he was mocking me or if his look of interest was genuine.

 

“Ah…” I felt silly. “Congratulations on your championship.”

 

He nodded and smiled. We stood there for a few moments longer, awkward silence making the situation almost unbearable.

 

“Well, I have…” I said and at the same time he opened his mouth, too: “I heard…

 

We laughed. I waved my hand for him to continue.

 

“I heard you’re about to go take a break from school?” I nodded.

 

“Yeah, I’m going to travel for a year.” I said proudly. “Well, at least I hope I can manage to do it for that long. You know, the money and stuff.”

 

He nodded seriously. Again the silence in which I wondered why I was standing here making myself feel uncomfortable ruled.

 

“I got to go now,” I finally said and bid my goodbyes.

 

I walked towards my home and he went the other way, towards the office building where he worked as an import-export rep, which was carefully explained to me by Janie a day or two before.   As I reached the corner I turned around and noticed that despite continuing to walk forward, Duke was looking back as well, staring straight at me. He waved his hand and I cursed myself for being so indiscrete.

 

As I was leaving my dad’s apartment the following day, I ran into Duke again, this time not in a literal sense. A sneaking suspicion crept inside my heart and for a moment I believed that this time meeting Duke was not accidental. Somehow, I felt that this was planned, on Duke’s part.

 

“Nikkie!” he exclaimed, startling me out of my thoughts. “Just the person I wanted to talk to.” I smiled in amazement. Duke’s attention was most welcome.

 

“Your dad told me that you’re planning to go to London first.” He said and I rolled my eyes. “Oh, come on, Nik.” He said, softly nudging his hand against my shoulder. “Your dad is not too happy with this taking-a-year-off business of yours. He’s worried sick, you know.”

 

“I know.” I said and almost added how pleased I was to be told that and have my suspicions confirmed.

 

“Well,” continued Duke undeterred. “Why don’t you come to my office and I can give you a couple of addresses of people that I know in London, friends of mine from college who moved there years ago?”

 

I was reluctant.

 

“I can also give you the names of the agencies in London, which deal in cheap flights and accommodations throughout Europe. It might come in handy, you know.”

 

I nodded and felt foolish. Of course he would just try to be kind.

 

“Why don’t you come to my office tomorrow? I’ll have the stuff ready for you.”

 

Now, I might be naïve, but I’m not stupid. I saw the way he looked at me. I didn’t really care, though. I was going to stay in this god-forsaken town for another two weeks and then I’ll be gone. Should anything happen, it would have been forgotten by the time I came back, if I ever did, and I most certainly don’t play on ever coming back.  

 

“Okay,” I nodded slowly. “I’ll come by, sure.”

 

“Why don’t you drop by in the evening, after you leave here?” Again, I agreed.

 

“Good!” He smiled and stepped closer to me, completely invading my private space and making me draw a deep breath, trying desperately not to show my discomfort. For a moment I was afraid he was going to kiss me.

 

“Your hair smells really nice.” He whispered. With that he turned around and was gone before I could say anything.

 

The rest of the day I felt like a shadow of myself. My mind raced with the speed of light, unable to concentrate on anything I saw or heard. All I could think about was meeting Duke the following day.

 

I took a long bath that evening, shaving my legs and armpits, and considering if I should shave anything more than that. In the end, I decided that taking care of my bikini line would have to do.   I was pretty certain Duke hasn’t invited me out of kindness alone, he had alternative motives and I didn’t mind. But, should anything happen between us, he will certainly realize that I was a virgin and a shaved pussy would not come across as very modest. I used my mother’s most expensive lotions, which she kept in the back of the bathroom cabinet, always admonishing us girls not to waste them. I hardly considered this a waste.

 

Duke’s whisper, telling me that my hair smelt nice kept ringing in my head, driving me half mad, my body responding to the pure thought of what was probably going to happen.

 

Just as I was about to pull on my pajama bottoms, I paused for a moment and looked at myself in the mirror. My hand cupped my breast and squeezed it lightly; I pinched my own nipple softly and closed my eyes. I hoped to god that tomorrow would be everything I expected it to be. I had been waiting for this moment for a long time and if I was to give my virginity to Duke, I wanted it to be special.

 

Special? Who was I kidding? How could sleeping with a complete stranger be special, particularly if I was to give myself to him in more ways than one? Somehow, I was aware that this was an act of desperation and that fact alone would probably not make it pleasurable. I had no boyfriend or any prospects of sleeping with a man in sight. Doing it with Duke would be very safe. He was in a serious relationship and if I didn’t want anybody to know of what had happened, I was certain it could be kept a secret.

 

My hand left the breast, sliding down my belly and between my legs where I found the bud of my womanhood and within minutes made myself shudder with pleasure. I was about to do something I knew I shouldn’t have, but also knew I absolutely would. I had made up my mind to go through with it and that was that.

 

The following day was unseasonably cold and drab; light drizzle cleaning the streets of a dirty, industrial town where I had grown up. My dad was at home when I came over to do homework and it took all my strength to be able to sit still for a couple of hours and pretend like I was studying.

 

I kept peering at the clock on the wall and a few times wondered if the battery inside was old, making the time go slower than usual.   At five o’clock sharp I closed my books and got up.

 

“I’ve got to go, dad.” I said and my father simply nodded, not lifting his gaze from the newspaper. I left the apartment acutely aware that when I return the following day, I would be a changed person. Nothing would ever be the same again.

 

I stepped out of the building and looked around as if inspecting who was about. I have not told Janie or Danielle or any of the girls about Duke. I was too reluctant in a way, one word from them might change my mind, and I really didn’t want that to happen.

 

I headed towards Duke’s office, which was in the opposite direction from my home. I walked with a determined step, clutching onto my math books, inside of me a volcano of fear and excitement. I had a feeling that people who were passing by could almost certainly hear my heartbeat. It was so strong that I could feel its steady rhythm in my neck.

 

I paused in front of the office building for a moment, aware that once I enter the front door, this will be it, no turning back. Just as I reached for the door, it opened and Duke stood there, smiling at me.

 

“Hey!” he said and my heart sped up, making my ears ring.

 

“Hello.” I replied and accepted the invitation to enter. We walked down the hall, passed a few offices with the doors wide open and to my relief they were all empty.

 

“Nobody here?” I asked innocently.

 

“No.” Duke replied. “Everybody is gone for the day.” He reached for my hand, leading me towards the end of the hall.

 

I felt his strength and hoped that my hand did not shake too much. When we got to the very last office he pointed to the door and stepped aside to let me go in first. As soon as we entered and the door was safely closed behind us, he grabbed me by the forearm and pulled me towards him. I half leaned, half stumbled against him, pressing all my weight against his body.

 

He ran his fingers through my hair and said: “Your hair always smells so nice, Nik.”

 

That statement alone gave me the courage to take the initiative and I raised my face towards his, softly pressing my lips against his. He pounced on me like a cat; leaning me against the door that we had just walked through, pressing his body against mine, running his hands through my hair, and kissing me so passionately I could hardly draw breath. I was well aware that I was still clutching the books against my body. I was so nervous, I was afraid my legs might give way.

 

With his lips completely enveloping mine and his tongue deep inside my mouth, exploring and brushing against my teeth, his eyes closed, he had enough presence of mind to reach for my books and take them out of my hands. My eyes, on the other hand were wide open, I saw his blind attempt of putting the books on an antique mantel piece that stood behind the door, and having missed it, the books heavily slammed on the floor, startling us. He broke the kiss and smiled.

 

“Sorry about that.” He said and I shrugged.

 

Duke picked up the books and carefully placed them on the stand and taking my hand, he led me towards the couch in the middle of the office. I took a moment to look around. The place looked more like a living room than an office. Heavy, old furniture was stuffing the fairly big room, huge plants boasting their greenery in the corners, paintings of seaside landscapes and boats covering the walls.

 

I half expected to see an article from the newspaper with Duke’s picture somewhere on the wall, but he obviously did not want to ruin the feel of a cozy place with his own vanity. I also noticed that the shutters on the huge windows were all closed, darkening the room.

 

Duke made me sit on the couch and with his hands pushed my legs apart, kneeling in front of me. He leaned forward and took my face in his hands, kissing me on the mouth, on the cheeks, placing a soft peck on each eye, his tongue finding its way inside my mouth.

 

Of course I was kissed by other guys before, but never this passionately. As afraid as I was of what was evidently about to come, I could feel my body respond. My stomach knotted into a tight ball, and I could feel a tingle between my legs.

 

Duke was moaning softly, one of his hands now leaving my face and working its way down my denim shirt buttons, undoing each one impatiently and with a surprising skill.

 

“Wait, wait…” I panicked and he stopped, sitting back onto his heels, the other hand joining the effort of freeing me of my shirt.

 

“What?” he gasped, giving me a wicked smile, sexy and dangerous at the same time.

 

“I’ve never…you know…” I said, knowing embarrassment was more then evident. “Well, I’ve never done this before.” I finished.

 

Duke paused for a moment, puzzled.

 

I looked around, not knowing what else to add. The dreaded feeling that he had just completely lost his interest washed over me.

 

“You mean, you never slept with a guy?” He cocked his head questioningly.

 

“No, never.” I cocked mine in response.

 

“Oh.” He said and I thought I saw a momentary disappointment on his face. I felt trapped in my own stupidity. I put myself in this position and didn’t know how to get out of it.

 

“Well,” he smiled and his whole face lit up with mischief. “We don’t really have to fuck, do we?”

 

I winced over his crudeness, nevertheless finding myself returning his smile. Having completed the task of unbuttoning my shirt, he leaned over me again and whispered in my ear. “But I do want to see what you’re hiding in here.” He said and I could feel a wave of tingles traveling from my ear straight down my body and between my legs.

 

His hand reached under my shirt and found its way under my bra, cupping my breast and pinching my nipple, in the exact same way as I had done the night before. I couldn’t help but moan and this seemed to please him.

 

Duke kissed me on my neck, causing me to shudder with pleasure. He kissed his way down my chest, pushing the shirt over my shoulders and pulling my bra over my breasts, exposing them to a man’s eyes for the first time since I was a little girl, running around the pool naked with my sisters, oblivious to the shame that would so soon become a burden of modesty to a young woman.

 

He kissed my nipple, gently biting it and making me yelp in surprise.

 

“You seem to be ready for it.” He whispered and continued to suckle on my breast as if he was a little babe. I closed my eyes and ran my hands through his mop of brown, unruly hair. I seemed to like him more with every moment.

 

Without a word of resistance from me, he sat back on his heels, taking off my shirt completely, expertly undoing my bra and sliding it off my arms.

 

“Mmm, beautiful.” He whispered and I moaned again. This was turning out to be pretty good. Of course, like every girl in anticipation of this moment I had always pictured it to be romantic, an inevitable following of a few dates, hanging out in nightclubs, probably slightly tipsy, on a soft bed, with quiet music in the background and the works. At this particular moment, though, I didn’t particularly care. He was hot, making me hot too and I was ready for anything.

 

Yet, I was not ready for him to pull away all of a sudden, stand up and point somewhere behind the couch on which I was sitting, offering his hand to me. I got up and to my great dismay noticed a makeshift pallet in the corner of the adjacent, smaller room in the back; empty of all the furniture but for the huge copying machine and several maps of the area plastered on the wall. I felt silly standing in the middle of the office, half naked and shivering with embarrassment. I crossed my arms over my breasts in a gesture of modesty and he smiled.

 

“Don’t,” he said. “They’re so beautiful, don’t hide them.” I returned a smile but kept my arms crossed. “Come.” He said and grabbed one of my hands, leading me into the other room. “Come,” he said encouragingly again. “We’ll just play a little, it’ll be okay.”

 

I followed like a lamb to the slaughter and writing this now, I still feel like that. We paused in front of the pallet and Duke gave me a hug, kissing me, and running his fingers over my back. The sensation was unfamiliar to me, but pleasurable to the point where I completely lost my head, finally returning the passionate kiss and wrapping my arms around his strong body.

 

“Yeah,” he whispered as he pulled his lips off mine, still holding me, pressing his pelvis against mine. I could feel hardness nudging the sensitive spot between my legs, the similar feeling of pleasure that I felt when playing with myself.

 

Duke stepped away from me, unzipping his pants and with virginal embarrassment, I turned away, noticing the heavy wooden door which must have lead into the hall, bordering on one side of the pallet. I panicked.

 

“What if somebody comes in?” I asked.

 

“Locked,” he responded after following my gaze to the door. “Always locked.” I sighed in relief.

 

Another wave of panic flushed over me and as if reading my mind, Duke answered. “The other door is locked, too.” I haven’t noticed him locking it up. “Besides, only a cleaning lady will come into the building, but not in here.”

 

I tried to think if I knew who was the cleaning lady of this building. It would have been just my luck that the door was not properly locked and somebody that I had known was to walk in on us. I looked back at Duke and the fear of being discovered was replaced by a shock. In a few seconds when I was freaking out over the security of the rooms we were occupying, he managed to take off all of his clothes and now stood in front me naked, but for the socks. My eyes almost popped out of my head.

 

This was the fist time I had ever seen a man completely naked, my first glance at the cock, let alone an erect one. A glance was all it took; I was too embarrassed to look longer. I turned away and again, my hands crossed over my chest.  

 

Duke stepped towards me and hugged me, caressing my hair and kissing my face, his tongue seeking out my own. He slid down in front of me, kneeling and a funny thought of how much he likes kneeling ran through my mind, making me giggle.

 

He looked back at me and grinned. The giggle was obviously taken as what it was, a sign of embarrassment rather than mockery. He unzipped my jeans and let them drop to the floor, pulling them over my feet together with the sneakers that I wore. To my great relief, he left my panties on for the time being. I felt as if I would die on the spot were he to take them off right away. This was the first time I was naked with a man and the feeling of exhilaration was still coupled with shame.

 

“Come,” Duke pulled me down to him, gently pushing me onto the pallet. I laid on my back, carefully pressing my legs together, well aware that this would turn out to be more than just a little play, like Duke pointed out earlier.

 

He lay next to me and began kissing me all over - my face, breasts, belly, working his way down my thighs to my knees, extending his arm above my waist and gently tickling my side making me shriek in laughter. “Sshh.” He said and pulled himself back up so that we lay side by side.

 

“What?” I asked innocently and giggled again.

 

“The cleaning lady is here.” That sobered me up instantly. I was ready to jump up and put on my clothes.

 

“No, no.” Duke pressed me back onto the pallet. “She won’t come in, it’s locked, remember?” I looked at him and then fearfully at the door, which was so close that I could have touched it was I to extend my arm. “We’ll just have to be quiet.” He said and buried his face into my belly.

 

His soft kisses, tongue running over my skin, gentle pinches of my nipples and firm squeezes with his hands were driving me wild. I was aware of my body being completely turned on; I could feel the wetness between my legs. Despite the fear of what was to come, I could hardly wait for it to happen.

 

Very naively I suppose, I still had a notion of romantic coupling seen on TV and read of in the books. Everything was to be passionate and gentle, beautiful and satisfying.

 

When Duke pulled my panties off I didn’t resist. His hand stroked my inner thighs and without a thought I spread my legs enough to give him a free passage. As eager as he seemed before, he took his time now. His fingers were running over my thigh to the knee and back, barely touching the skin, giving me the feeling of light electric shocks in my leg.

 

It bothered me however that he laid next to me, propped up on his elbow, staring at me without saying a word, a smug grin on his face. He must have seen what his touch was doing to me. I suppose one would not have expected a virgin to be this forthcoming, but he was driving me absolutely mad with teasing.

 

“You want to kiss my dick?” he asked all of a sudden and I almost screamed in horror. “It’s okay,’ he smiled, “You don’t have to, we can do that some other time.” His hand reached up higher on my thigh than before, only to change its course and go back down to my knee.

 

Did he really say ‘the next time’? Was there to be the next time? I wanted it to be, at least at that moment I did. If what was to come was this pleasurable, I would certainly want it to happen again.

 

Finally, his hand pushed further up my inner thigh, making me spread my legs even more and for the first time in my life, I felt somebody else’s fingers on my clitty. The feeling is almost impossible to describe and I hope I never forget it. I was already turned on and when he brushed his fingers against my pussy I yelped, trying hard to keep it to myself, but didn’t quite succeed. He placed his finger on my clitty and held it there for a few moments, still but with slight pressure applied.

 

“You like that?” he asked and I closed my eyes in shame and pleasure. “Tell me, Nikkie, please.” He whispered and the pressure on my clitty intensified. I thought I was going to cry, I felt so good. “Do you…?

 

“Yes, yes, oh yes.” I gasped and felt his finger starting to make delicate circles around my clitty, then on top of it, as if trying to circle the little bud itself. My thighs twitched and I moaned, aware that I might look silly, but not caring.

 

He kept rubbing my clitty and pressing his fingers against my pussy, kissing my neck at the same time, then tracing his tongue to my breast and suckling on my nipple, all the while his fingers between my legs never stopped working.

 

I could feel the pleasure in my belly intensifying and I could not believe that I was so close to cumming, having it done so many times by myself, but it never seemed to be this pleasurable. As if from a great distance, I remember hearing Janie’s voice explaining that it had taken her a long time before she cummed with her boyfriend. Months, I think she said.

 

Well, Janie – I thought – it won’t take months for me.

 

I was grateful that Duke didn’t try and make me touch his dick or like he asked me before take it in my mouth. I was too freaked out, yet. After all, this was my first time.

 

Just as I was certain that a few more brushes against my clitty were going to send me over the edge and into a whirlpool of pleasure such as I have not experienced before, Duke pulled his hand away and to my disappointment and anticipation, but still terror, knelt between my legs, hooking his arms under my knees and driving them up, so that they were almost pressed against my belly.

 

He didn’t say anything this time, his face serious with concentration over what he was doing. I finally gathered the courage to look at his dick again and it appeared funny to me. The sight of its purplish head almost made me burst into laughter. Until, that is, I felt it press against the entrance of my pussy, which by that time was well lubed with my own juices.

 

I wanted to ask him to please continue with what he was doing before. I thought maybe I should tell him how close I was to cumming, but the inexperience had made me keep quiet in embarrassment.   Having positioned himself, Duke looked in my eyes and slowly pushed forward. The unfamiliar feeling of an intruder entering my body made me squirm.

 

Janie told me that the first time usually hurts; sometimes a lot, but I felt no pain yet. Duke paused a little and pushed in farther. I could see the sweat beads gathering on his forehead. Then he shoved in deeper and the first pain in my stomach made me grab his arms, and jump up as if trying to squirm from under him and sit up.

 

I think he must have anticipated that and he lay on top of me, his belly against mine, his arms pushing my legs horizontally on my body, opening me up completely. He pushed in again and the pain became more pronounced, intensifying each time he shoved, until I thought I couldn’t take it anymore.

 

“Please stop!” I gasped, but Duke kept pushing deeper, now holding onto my arms as if trying to pull himself all the way inside of me. The searing pain of his dick entering my virgin pussy was incredible. Suddenly, I felt as if something inside me had snapped and I couldn’t keep quiet. I didn’t scream off the top of my lungs as I wanted to, but the groan was loud and if anybody was listening, they must have heard it.  

 

“Stop, stop!” I begged and he stopped but didn’t pull out.

 

“It’s all the way in, now, sweetheart.” He whispered, gently kissing me on the lips. I didn’t want to be kissed. “It’s going to get better, you’ll see.” He said and I seriously doubted that this pain would simply go away. “It’s alright, I can wait.” He said.

 

I didn’t want him to wait. I wanted him to pull out and let me go.

 

After a few moments he started pumping in and out very gently, his movements barely visible to an eye, but to my pussy, each one seemed like an assault with a thick bat. The burning pain traveled into my belly and I cringed, trying hard not to start crying.

 

He was wrong. It did not get any better. He was fucking me softly for what seemed like an hour to me, although I’m certain it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes.

 

“Be careful.” I said. If I couldn’t get him to stop, I hoped I could at least make sure he didn’t cum inside me. How foolish not to use a condom. Again, by Janie’s instructions, I didn’t even think of a condom. She told me that the first time with a condom is an absolute agony. How much more of an agony than this could it be, I couldn’t imagine.

 

“Oh, baby,” he whispered and started pumping in and out more forcefully, the pain in my stomach still beyond anything I imagined.

 

All of a sudden I heard something bang against the door where we lay, just inches from my face. My eyes popped in horror and I looked at Duke, ready to become completely hysterical.

 

He shook his head and pouted his lips in a quiet ‘sshh’, his pelvis not missing a beat. I could not believe the situation I have gotten myself into. Here I was, in an office of all places, laying on the blanket, in the process of losing my virginity to someone I cared absolutely nothing about, which I’m sure was the case with Duke as well, and a cleaning woman was banging her broom against the door, hopefully oblivious of what was going on the other side.

 

After a couple of additional fairly forceful bangs, I heard her footsteps moving away from the door, farther down the hall. I sighed in relief, but just for a moment. As I looked at Duke, I saw a satisfied grin on his face. “I thought she’d never leave.” He whispered and despite the pain and discomfort I smiled back.

 

 

“Cos,” he continued and I could feel his grip on my arms tighten. “I’m ready to cum, baby!” With that, his pumping intensified, turning into forceful rammings, oblivious to my whimpering and squirming, trying to see it through, terrified at the length of time it was taking him to finish.

 

I freed my arms and pressed against his chest as if to shove him off. I tighten up my body, as if trying to push the invasive dick out of my sore pussy and this seemed to fire Duke up even more. “Yeah,” he gasped, “That’s right, squeeze me!” he said fucking me hard now, each thrust causing me a new wave of burning pain. “Squeeze my dick, Nikkie!” he kept on and I kept trying to push him out while he continued the assault on my tender part.

 

The weirdest thing was that despite the pain, it felt good. With each thrust deeper inside, his pelvis pressed against my clitty, giving me pleasure despite the hopeless situation and an understanding that I would not achieve the peak that I almost did before he entered me.

 

I looked at him and his face was almost as purple as his dick’s head was when I saw him naked. The veins on his forehead and neck were popping out, he was sweaty, his eyes shut, his mouth slightly open with the tongue pressed against the upper lip. He was a handsome man, but seeing him at that particular moment, he looked completely different, pleasurable intoxication making his face ugly.

 

In my inexperience I couldn’t quite tell when he was cumming and didn’t moan about being careful, again. I didn’t think he could fuck me any harder, but the last few thrusts were so powerful, he moved us both up on the blanket, scraping my back against the rough material. His body surged forward and his chest swayed in front of my face. Determined to return some of the pain that he was causing me, I sucked onto his erect nipple and bit down harder than I meant to, causing him to yell out in pain, his dick completely buried inside of me, Duke still pumping without pulling out now. I could feel the throbbing of his dick, as he was cumming, his body shuddering in a wave of pleasure, a deep groan escaping his throat.

 

For a few moments afterwards, he remained still between my legs, his upper body supported on his hands, his muscular chest above me. I could feel him relax, his face smoothed over, the redness slowly dissipating.

 

As if he had only just realized I was there he looked down at me and smiled. I didn’t feel like smiling. He slowly pulled out, which again caused a burning sensation inside my pussy, but not as bad as before.

 

“Did I hurt you?” he asked and lifted his body off mine, laying next to me. I could feel his cum oozing out of me and the feeling was uncomfortable. I meant to tell him that he was supposed to be careful and not cum inside, but I couldn’t be bothered. It wouldn’t make any difference. I quietly hoped that the saying of the first fuck not resulting in pregnancy was true.  

 

I felt cold and dirty. I didn’t want to lie around and cuddle and I got the feeling Duke felt the same. I sat up and he handed me a small towel to wipe myself off. With that gesture I realized that this was all planned. The pallet was deliberately spread out for me. Duke telling me that we didn’t have to fuck, just play around a bit was bullshit and I fell for it. I had no one to blame but myself.

 

I quietly wiped myself off, noticing traces of blood mixed with his sperm. I got up and dressed and Duke did the same. While he was pulling his clothes on, he did not look at me once. Only when I was all dressed and ready to go, walking towards the entrance, he came after me. “Wait, wait.” He said and hugged me. Despite the bad experience that I had just had, I was grateful for that hug.

 

He leaned over and kissed me, gently like a lover, and I loved him for it.

 

That happened a week ago. I had my final exam yesterday and hope that I will pass, I won’t get the results until tomorrow. I haven’t seen Duke since the day in his office and I’m not looking forward to seeing him again. Each time I leave my dad’s apartment I am careful to check the street before I step out.

 

I’m glad I did it and then again, I’m not. I probably should have waited. I finally told Janie yesterday and she seemed disappointed. I didn’t know she had fancied him and she didn’t tell me so, but I could gather from her reaction. Well, I can’t help it now. I’m leaving for London on Sunday and I’m excited. Duke never gave me any of the addresses that he promised and I didn’t ask. I think I might be better off without them, anyway.

 

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I sat still for a while after I finished reading the entry. I was amazed at my immaturity and saddened over what had happened, or what I had allowed to happen. It had been so long ago. I hardly ever think of Duke any more. Janie and the others never mention him in their letters or phone calls, and for all I know he could be dead. I wouldn’t care one way or the other.

 

A deep sigh escaped me and I became aware that during my reading all members of my little animal family have come into the patio room and were now lying around me. I was grateful for that. If I had gotten pregnant by Duke, my life might have been much different. I liked it better this way.

Konrad's Memoirs - Chapter 5

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Although my wife Sophia had sent a coach for me, a clear sign that there would be trouble should I decide to drag my feet, I could not head back home immediately.   I had a lot on my mind.   I was tired, true; exhausted really.   However, I kept replaying the events of the afternoon in my head and I began to fear that this time, I had gone too far with Lottie.

 

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stify">The smell of her hair and skin still lingered all around me; the taste of her pussy remained on my lips.   I knew that I did her wrong though, forgetting myself like that, hurting her beyond expectations.   She was, after all just a young girl with hardly any experience.   Her screams still pierced my head as if I was listening to them all over again.

 

Naïve or not, however, her body was that of a grown woman.   Although her thoughts and words were childish, her actions were everything but.   She said ‘no’, but at the same time she returned my kisses.   Her body responded to mine.   And even when she was hurting most, she thrust back towards me, making me completely lose control and do what I wanted to do so bad, knowing I should not have.

 

I had my coachman drive through dark streets of Hamburg, aimlessly wandering in despair, the wheels hitting the paved ground, throwing me this way and that, the thick cushions unable to soften the rough blows, making my head throb in an approaching migraine.

 

My toe, which I had so clumsily stubbed on a stair in the cellar was now pulsating with burning pain, which seemed to travel through my body straight into my already achy head.   Even my nose, which Lottie elbowed accidentally, seemed to become another center of returning pain.

 

I thought about the delicious meal Lottie had prepared for my daughter and myself; I recalled the minutes when we lay in bed, looking at the book, cuddling like a couple of gentle lovers.   Each memory that would make me smile, was inevitably crushed by the thought of the pain that I had caused her afterwards, the memory of it punching me in the stomach, knotting it into a burning ball, making my uneasiness grow.   Now, the passion and lust somewhat satisfied, my mind gave way to worry and outright alarm.   I have had bad reputation since a young man in college. I just hoped that Lottie was too embarrassed to do tell anybody about the goings on that took place in Johann’s house.   I could have kicked myself for being foolish enough to leave the telltale book with her.   Were she to tell on me, the book might have been evidence, persuading people of her truthfulness.

 

On the other hand, and I am ashamed to admit I had thoughts like that, but knowing that Herminna and Johann were oblivious to Lottie’s relationship with the neighbor’s stable boy Sebastian, all I had to do was to point out that I had caught them in the act, in the library no less, and all her validity would evaporate. Given half a chance, my friend would believe my word sooner than that of any servant, even his own.

 

As I was leaving Johann’s house that evening I told myself I would be back.   Now, however, my mind somewhat able to function beyond the desire for basic satisfaction, I was not so sure any longer.

 

I closed my eyes, unable to rest my head anywhere because of the bumpy ride. All of a sudden, the face of my brothers’ wet nurse and nanny Ursula appeared in my mind. Surprised at the realization of her link to Lottie hit me hard.

 

Of course! That was why I have always found Lottie so beautiful and appealing. Lottie was a mirror image of Ursula.   Long blond hair, big sky blue eyes and a curvaceous body could have made them be sisters, so similar were they.   And yet, I had not put two and two together until now. I have not thought of Ursula in a while.

 

For a very long time, I was the only child. Only when I was twelve years old did my mother became pregnant again, having lost all hope for a big family that was my parents’ greatest wish. Alfie was the first to inherit my baby crib and my mother was delighted, while my father was bursting with pride. Dimitri followed him in less than a year and when my mother found herself pregnant yet again before Dimitri’s first birthday, she was physically and mentally exhausted. When the twins were born, my father had decided to hire a wet nurse to share the burden of nursing the newborn boys and help raise the rest. And so Ursula entered our household and my world.  

 

Many a times my mother’s petite and fragile body could not produce enough milk for either of the boys and Ursula would end up feeding Wilhelm and Kurt both. I believe she was more of a mother to all four toddlers than our real mother had ever been.

 

Ursula was a woman who came to Hamburg some years ago from the Austrian country side, where she grew up on a farm, not shying from heavy work, enduring the poverty and desperation patiently until she finally decided to leave home and look for work in a big city, as so many girls and women did before her.   She became wet nurse and nanny in a household of my father’s very good friend and when his children were big enough that she didn’t have to wipe their noses and feed their mouths at any given moment, we were lucky enough to have her accept the harsh work in our home.

 

And harsh work it most certainly was. With four boys under the age of three and a budding teenager, who tried to attract attention wherever he could, she had her hands full all the time.   My mother was very grateful to let her take charge in childcare and to this day, my memories of Ursula are more vivid and I must say dearer than those of our own mother.

 

I remember how I would sometimes peer through the nursery door that was left ajar, watching Ursula sitting in a big wicker chair, feeding the babies, exposing her breasts shamelessly to my prying eyes.   At that time, I was foolishly certain that she was completely unaware of my spying.

 

When I was fifteen, my grandfather, my father’s father had become gravely ill and the physicians were not holding much hope of his recovery.   Both of my parents were devastated as he was a good man, generous and kind to everybody in his family, loving each one of us selflessly as if we were his own children.   My mother and father had spent almost three months practically living at my grandfather’s bedside, reading his favorite books out loud, chatting with him when he was in a state of lucidity and generally trying to ease his pains and sadness that came from awareness that his days on Earth were numbered.

 

Us children were often left alone at home with Ursula, and besides the fear of my grandfather’s inevitable oncoming passing, I was also bored out of my wits.   I had no one to play with as my brothers were too young and I was not allowed to leave the household when my parents were not present.   I spent my days reading and practicing piano, roaming around in the big garden at the back of the house, up to any mischief that a fifteen year-old was inclined to.

 

In those days I spied on Ursula more than ever.   Peeping through the door when she was feeding the twins became almost a ritual.   I knew that each night, after she had put the boys to bed and bid me goodnight, she would take a long bath in the utility room, always leaving the door wide open in case one of the children would wake up and cry out in fear.   She would be out of the bath in a split second, wrapping herself in a big sheet and rushing up the stairs to see to whoever was in distress, her long hair wildly cascading down her back, her big body climbing the stairs with surprising speed.

 

I would sometimes creep downstairs, squat behind the railing and watch Ursula take a bath, lazily lifting her meaty arms in the air while she poured cups of water over her back. Of course, I was aware of my desire at the time, after all I was a young man, as my grandfather had said on many occasions. I would watch Ursula for a few minutes and then return to the safety of my bedroom, where I would crawl under in the bed and masturbate with my eyes shut tight, thinking of her heavy breasts, wishing that it were my lips on the big brown nipples that she so willingly offered to the babies every day.

 

In the months when my parents were out of the house almost constantly, I became quite obsessed with Ursula.   I would follow her like a puppy, sometimes even helping her with caring for my brothers.   And each evening, I would satisfy myself with a quick look at her glorious body and afterwards a clumsy satisfaction of my budding sexuality in the safety of my own room.  

 

One of those nights was especially hot, humidity promising the coolness, which the oncoming rain would bring, making me unable to go to sleep.   As always, Ursula had put the boys to sleep and had taken her bath.   It must have been a couple of hours later that I found myself lying in my bed, still wide-awake.   How I had gathered the courage to get up and walk over to Ursula’s room, I will never know.   The door was wide open, again in anticipation of any of the little ones awaking.

 

I carefully walked inside the dark room, which was slightly illuminated by the brightness of the gas lamp on the main street. I crept all the way to the bed and looked at Ursula’s sleeping face. She never looked more beautiful than at that moment. Serenity and peacefulness which she lacked living in our house were making her face appear almost angelic.

 

I reached out and gently touched her hair, which was covering her bare shoulder.   I could feel my loins stirring and all I wanted to do was to reach between my legs and masturbate right there, looking at that beautiful face, fondling her soft hair.   Of course I did no such thing! The fear of being discovered was greater than the burning desire that was literally hurting my chest.

 

All of a sudden she stirred and to my horror opened her eyes.   I almost screamed in shock, but was afraid of awakening the boys, so I just stood there like a dummy staring at Ursula, while for a few moments she stared at me with disbelief.

 

Finally, she smiled in recognition and raised herself on the elbow.

 

“What’s the matter?” she whispered and all I could do was shake my head.

 

“Can’t sleep, sweetheart?” she asked and this time I nodded. “Are you thirsty? Hungry?” I was neither.

 

To my great amazement, she threw the sheet which she was using as a cover off her body and patted the space in front of her. “Come,” she said. “Let’s try and go to sleep together.”

 

At the time, I didn’t see anything wrong with me crawling inside her bed, pushing my back against her big breasts and belly, clad in a white cotton nightgown, sharing the cover sheet and being cradled in a huge bear hug.   I could smell her hair; it gave off an intoxicating smell of herbs and I reached over my shoulder to caress it gently.

 

“You’ve beautiful hair, Ursi,” I said lovingly and she laughed hoarsely.

 

“You are yet to give your father a headache, master Konrad.”   She said and how right she was. “Now, go to sleep.”

 

Of course sleep would not come for me. I was in the arms of a beautiful woman whose body was so familiar to me from the glances that I stole when I thought she was not aware of my presence.   Her breathing slowed down within a few minutes, soon turning to soft snoring.   I didn’t mind, it was quite amusing.

 

The stirring in my pants that I felt while looking at her before, had now turned into an almost painful hard on and I was afraid that she would awaken and somehow know what was happening, even though that part of my body was turned away from her.

 

I lay perfectly still for what seemed like a very long time.   Eventually the muscles in my limbs started aching from immobility and as I moved to stretch my legs, Ursula gave out a loud snore and squeezed my teenage body closer to hers.   I was pinned under her weight now and getting desperate. My cock throbbed in the rhythm with my heartbeat and all I wanted to do was to relieve the pressure, bringing myself to a blissful satisfaction. Again, I was too afraid to do any such thing.   Instead, I carefully wiggled myself out of Ursula’s grip and crept out of the room.

 

My desire for the voluptuous beauty was so great that I didn’t make it to my room. As I stepped out of into the corridor, I turned the corner and leaned on the wall, slipping my hand inside my pajama bottoms, jerking off furiously, occasionally poking my head around the door frame and stealing a look at the sleeping woman.   How I wished I could have remained in bed with her.   How I wished her hand were where mine had been at that very moment.

 

It had taken but a few moments and I shivered, my cock spitting out the juice, staining my pajamas.   I must have moaned louder than I was aware for all of a sudden I heard Ursula calling out of her bed.

 

“Konrad?” she half whispered, half yelled. “Konrad, are you okay?”

 

I didn’t say anything, just simply ran to my room and quietly closed the door. I was excited beyond belief, at the same time deep shame flooded over me and I began dreading the moment when I was to lay my eyes on her in the morning.

 

It was a very unpleasant time that I spent in my room that night.   Being young and charged with immense sexual energy, I masturbated two more times before the exhaustion took hold of me and I finally closed my eyes, drifting off into an uneasy sleep, just as the first sun rays poked through the shades that were covering the windows in my room.

 

I slept very late that day and to my great relief my parents have not returned home at all until the next morning.   They have sent a messenger with a note instructing Ursula on certain things, as they would not be returning until at least tomorrow. Grandfather’s time was running out and as sad as that had made me, I was strangely excited, too.

 

I avoided Ursula as much as I could that day. I slipped out into the garden and spent most of the afternoon reading on a bench that was hidden from view behind the rhododendron bushes.   She didn’t bother me, pretending as if I was not even there.

 

The evening came and when the darkness started settling over Hamburg I finally gathered enough courage to enter the house.   Ursula was playing with the boys in the den, and simply smiled at me when I entered.  

 

“Your dinner is in the kitchen, Konrad.   You must be starving!” she said and I nodded. I was embarrassed by the thought of what I had done the night before. As I was turning to head towards the kitchen, I caught her eyes and she gave me a long and meaningful look.   Not so much amused or mocking, but rather calculating, as if she was trying to see deep inside my thoughts, weighing something that I was not even aware of.

 

When she had put the boys to bed and I was certain she was taking her bath, I did not dare to creep down the stairs to watch her. I became convinced that she must have known I had been there many a time before. She was a caretaker of four small children, which probably sharpened her senses and to believe she was not aware of what was going on would be absurd.   Even at the tender age of fifteen I knew that to believe otherwise would be simply foolish. Besides, I had a whole day in the garden by myself to think and ponder on what had happened the night before, whether she was really aware of it or whether it was just my paranoia that was driving me mad with terror.

 

For a couple of days things were calm in the household.   I managed to restrain myself from spying on Ursula and as hard as it was, I promised to God I would never do it again.   I felt that it was the wrong thing to do.   Besides, she was very old, at least in my eyes, I believe I heard my mother mention once that she was twenty six.

 

It was my brother Alfie’s third birthday that weekend and my parents decided to celebrate it, despite their heartbreak over my grandfather’s poor health. Relatives and friends filled the house that Sunday afternoon and even though the merriment was subdued, there was a lot of food to be eaten and even more wine to be drank.

 

My father proudly paraded me from one small group of people to the next at the party, chatting with friends, letting the women pinch and kiss my cheeks, which inevitably left me embarrassed and with some women downright disgusted.

 

The party did not last long, however, as my parents had to return to my grandfather’s side and it was in the early evening that the last of the guests had left and my mother kissed all of us children goodbye and hand in hand with my father left the house for the night.

 

Ursula was preoccupied with the boys as was normal and did not have time to clean up all the plates and glasses from the living room where the party had been.   My father had allowed me a couple of sips of his wine that afternoon and I rather liked the taste.   As I was wondering through the house, listening to the children’s laughter and Ursula’s baby talk that was audible from the upper floor, I wandered back into the living room and found a few glasses that were half empty.   Very foolishly I bottomed up three or four and by the time Ursula returned downstairs I was pleasantly tipsy.

 

She walked into the room and her eyes fell on me, immediately growing wide in alarm.   My face must have been gleaming from the effects of alcohol.

 

“Konrad!” she exclaimed louder than she meant to.   The boys were not completely asleep yet and one of them started crying, shortly to be joined by one or two more.   Ursula rolled her eyes in frustration.

 

“Do not touch anything else in this room, do you hear?” she yelled again.   I smiled with mischief in mind and stole a glance at the table, where a number of glasses still filled with wine sat.

 

“Right!” she said and furiously stepped towards me. “Bed for you, young man!” she dragged me out of the room and up the stairs, while I giggled wildly as the whole scene seemed beyond bizarre.

 

She pushed me inside my bedroom and sat me down on the bed. “Behave, master Konrad!” she said threateningly and stormed out to see to the crying that was slowly subsiding, closing the door behind her.

 

I sighed deeply as I felt my stomach beginning to knot up in discomfort.   I have not eaten much that particular day, despite all the food displayed.   After all, I was quite worried about my grandfather and seeing my parents’ concern clearly visible on their faces, made me even sadder.

 

With my legs still firmly on the floor, I let my body flop back onto the bed, only to shoot back up again as my whole world spun wildly the moment my head hit the softness of the cover.

 

Fast movement made my stomach turn and I felt as if I was going to be sick at any moment.   I had enough time to slide to the floor, crawl around the bed on my hands and knees, and pull the chamber pot from underneath.   I was violently sick and the more I threw up, the sicker I felt.   My entire body was spasming and my stomach was burning with the acid that was rebelling against my foolish act of drinking.

 

Exhausted by the throwing up, I sat on the floor, leaning against the bed, crying because I felt so bad, feeling more than stupid.   Finally, the crying of my brothers silenced, the door to my room opened and Ursula came rushing to me.

 

“Oh, poor baby!” she whispered, managing to calm me down a bit, as I was certain that she would storm in the same way she stormed out and started yelling again.   She knelt beside me and ran her fingers through my hair. “See? Not good this drinking business, is it?”

 

I simply nodded, ready to burst into tears again.

 

“There, there,” she said and helped me up. “You should be able to lay down now and I’ll go and warm up some chicken broth for you.   You are more sick than you are drunk, thank God. You drank too fast and now you’re paying a price. It will settle your stomach, you’ll see.”

 

I don’t know how long she was gone, for I had drifted off into a soundless sleep, but when she returned, darkness outside the window had enveloped the city. I woke with the first sound of her shuffling feet and sat up.   The dry taste in my mouth and burning sensation in the throat reminded me of the laborious inconvenience that my body had undergone probably less than an hour before.

 

“Here,” she said, carrying a bowl of steaming soup in her hands.   She sat next to me on the bed and started feeding me, carefully blowing cool each spoonful before gently pushing it inside my mouth.

 

She was right, I did feel better instantly.   I could not finish the whole bowl, but the little that I had, seemed to have a calming and energizing effect.

 

“I am very sorry,” I apologized with sincerity.

 

“I know,” Ursula nodded.   “This is very hard on you. Your grandfather on his deathbed and your brothers being so young.”

 

I was ready to cry again, but I swallowed my tears. The feeling of sadness evaporated when my eyes landed on her chest. Her breasts were tightly squeezed into the torso part of the dress she was wearing. They were bursting out of the fabric, and all I could think about was what it would feel like to touch them.

 

Ursula sat on the bed and continued talking with no particular topic in mind. If she did have a topic that she was discussing with me that evening I wouldn’t know. All my thoughts went out the window and my entire being was concentrated on the soft whiteness of her skin.

 

“Come on,” she said finally and nudged me in the ribs.   “I got a bath ready for you.   It’ll draw out the poison you have drank today.”

 

For a moment I froze. A bath! Was I happy or was I terrified? I didn’t know exactly. A place of my sin, I thought.   How many times have I sat on the stairs, watching her bathe with care?   I lost the count already.   Too many times in the eyes of God, I was certain.   My mother had always been telling me that God was looking upon me and counted my sins.   Funny how I always remembered those words only after I had spied on Ursula and then masturbated.   The minute the relief came, the thought of God just witnessing my sin entered my mind.

 

I was certain God had carefully noted my sin of drinking that afternoon, as well as my lustful thoughts of Ursula.   I was a little more than a child, with sexual experiences next to none, save for my own pleasuring exercises almost every night.   However, my father did talk to me at length about being proper, respecting the ladies, not cursing and such.   So, of course I knew I had sinned more than once that afternoon alone.

 

Oh, sod God and sinning!   At this moment, I was going to relax in the nice hot bath and everything would be all right in the morning.

 

I should have known that Ursula did not miss my lustful glances!   I should have known that she would not let me get away with it!   However, I didn’t know any better, I was only fifteen. Young, foolish and horny.

 

Ursula helped me up and led me down out of my room, to the stairs and squeezed my forearm in a firm grip, as I was still slightly unsteady on my feet.

 

We finally staggered to the utility room and I noticed that the bath was full with clean water almost to the brim. Not having to reuse the dirty water after my parents or my brothers, which was a custom, was a relief. Come to think of it, I am certain my mother would greatly disapprove of a servant taking luxurious baths every evening, but at the moment, my mind could not work out anything more complicated than a simple task of putting one foot in front of the other. I stood next to the bathtub for a moment, awkwardly glancing toward Ursula.

 

“Well?” she asked, busying herself with towels.   “Are you taking a bath or not?”

 

For one crazy moment I almost decided I should step inside the tub dressed as I was.

 

As I did not make a move, Ursula paused and turned around. “Are you embarrassed?” she asked and croaked a hearty laughter. “You silly boy!” she exclaimed.   “I have seen more naked boys and girls than I ever wanted to see!   Now take your clothes off and get in the tub before you make me really annoyed.”   She commanded and to my great relief walked out of the utility room and towards the kitchen, shaking her head in disbelief and softly murmuring to herself.

 

I stripped my clothes off in two seconds flat, throwing them in a heap on the floor, entering the tub and trying hard not to mind the water that was slightly too hot for a quick descent.   As soon as I sat down, I could feel the sweat beads gathering on my forehead.

 

She was right; the bath was making me feel better already, just as the soup did.   She certainly knew her business well.

 

I reached towards the high stool next to the tub, grabbing the small wash towel and a bar of soap that were carefully arranged for my use.   As soon as I started soaping the towel, however, Ursula returned and to my great embarrassment knelt next to the tub.

 

“Let me.” she said with an air of authority that allowed no nonsense protestations. She took the towel and the bar of soap out of my hands and proceeded soaping my arms, neck and chest, rubbing them with the cloth, then repeating the entire thing two more times. She pushed my head under the water for a couple of seconds and when I came back up for air, rather bewildered, she soaped my hair and washed that, too.

 

Then came the part, which I had hoped would not come, but knew was inevitable.

 

“Stand up,” she commanded.   I remained sitting and observing her carefully.   She would not really make me do that!

 

“Stand up, boy!” she became impatient.   “I don’t have all night, I’ve still to clean the living room and I am exhausted.”   I remained still.   “Please, Konrad?   Please?”

 

I have often found that when most embarrassed I tended to try covering it by some remark or a piece of information that I ought to take the observer’s attention off my person.   And usually I was quite unsuccessful.    In fact, I am convinced that most times I would only make a bigger fool out of myself.   This time it was no different.

 

Why I thought about my cousin at that particular moment I could not say for certain, but I believe it had to do with my being aroused and knowing that kind of state in people was inevitably connected to the babies.  

 

“I know how babies are made.” I said proudly, looking square in Ursula’s sky blue eyes.

 

“I beg your pardon?” she said, not quite sure whether I was trying to pull her leg or simply being insolent.

 

She must have decided to ignore me altogether.   “Will you get out of the tub, or do I have to pull you out?”

 

“My cousin says that a man and a woman get into a bath together,” I would not be deferred.   “They have to be naked, mind you.”   I noticed that she was trying hard not to smile, or was it to croak her impossible laughter?

 

“And which cousin is that, may I ask?”   She said and this time I definitely noted a chuckle.

 

“Cecil.   But anyway…”

 

As she closed her eyes, her eyebrows shot up high onto her forehead and she shook her head in disbelief.   “Why do you always listen to that foolish boy?”

 

“Anyway!”   Now I was getting impatient.   “They get into the bath, like I said, naked,” I emphasized the last word as much as I possibly could.   “And if they wish for a baby really, really hard, God gives it to them.”

 

There was a very long moment of silence, while I continued starring into her eyes and she was returning my stare without a blink.   “Master Konrad,” she said carefully, swallowing hard, “I suggest you get out of this bath this very instant!”

 

As I refused to move, she sighed and pushed herself off the floor, holding onto the bathtub rim.   Then she bent over me, placing her hands under my armpits and picked me straight up as if I was no more than a rag doll, making me stand.   Of course the reason I refused to stand up was that by that time I had already a firm hard on and I did not want her to see it.   I had hoped that if I was to talk about knowing how the babies are made, she would change her mind and leave me alone.   After all, my father did explain to me that talking about things such as lust and love with a person that we did not really love was quite improper.

 

Another thought popped into my head, as I stood there before her, naked as a babe.   If she had really seen that many boys naked, I was certain this would not be the first time or a surprise for her, but it was still an embarrassing situation for me.

 

She deliberately ignored my saluting manhood and with great care washed my legs, first one, and then the other.   She made me bend my knees and put my feet one by one on the rim of the bathtub so that she could wash them, too.   She soaped and rubbed my back and then my front with the washcloth.   Even my buttocks were not spared her delicate deed.

 

Throughout this entire procedure she did not look or touch my cock.   I felt that were she to accidentally brush up against it with any part of her body or clothing that she wore, I would simply explode in ecstasy.

 

Finally, she straightened up and looked me squarely in the eyes.   I felt the blood drain out of my face, still weak from my first experience of drunkenness, I somewhat felt as if I was dreaming.

 

“Now,” she said and with our gazes locked, I still managed to see her hand move towards my lower part of the body and feeling the wetness of the cloth touch my cock. “What are we going to do about that?” I gasped and put my hands onto her shoulders for support. No, this was certainly no dream.

 

I felt the washcloth in her hand slip all around my cock as she squeezed me gently but firmly, making my entire body shiver in a familiar, and yet such a strange sensation.   She knew of course that I had no actual sexual experience with a girl or a woman, just as she knew that I pleasured myself on regular basis, practically every day.   One other thing that I am aware of now is that she certainly knew that it wouldn’t take but a few seconds to bring me to, for me at least, long awaited orgasm caused by someone other than myself. I closed my eyes and let her take complete control of my body.

 

While holding my cock with one hand, with the other she gently cupped my balls.   True to my fear and probably her prediction, five or six gentle synchronized squeezes did the trick. At first I shivered and then my body seemed to spasm, which was followed by a blissful orgasm, stronger than I have ever experienced.

 

A few seconds later, as my body stilled I finally had the courage to open my eyes. Ursula was still staring at me, an odd smile lingering on her lips.

 

“There,” she said and took her hands off me, letting the washcloth drop in the water that by now has become muggy with all the soap used on my body. “You should most certainly feel better now.”

 

I nodded, noting that my face was burning with shame. I even went as far as to prudishly cross the palms of my hands in front of my now much smaller and somewhat shriveled cock.

 

“I can trust you’ll be able to dress yourself and go to bed without my help?” I nodded again and she slowly walked out of the utility room. Just as she was to step out she turned back and gave me the biggest smile I could ever hope for. “Like I said, with what you have master Konrad, you are yet to give your father a headache.”

 

As she disappeared around the corner into the corridor, I could hear her voice call out to me: “And by the way, that is not how babies are made!”

 

I felt like a fool!   Nevertheless, I was a very happy lad that evening, unbeknownst to me at the time, I was to become even happier in the course of that very night. I stepped out of the bathtub and dried myself off, wrapping my skinny body in the biggest towel I could find.

 

As I was heading towards the staircase, I poked my head into the living room, where Ursula was clearing the dishes and glasses off the tables.

 

“Goodnight, Ursi.” I said and without turning around she waved at me.

 

“I will be up a little later to check on you.” She said and my heart skipped with delight.

 

The experiences of the entire day had left me quite exhausted. I thought that I would not be able to go to sleep no matter what, but the moment I laid my head on the pillow I was fast asleep.  

 

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I felt the coach stop and drew the curtain off the window, only to realize that we stopped in front of my house. I sighed deeply. I did not really want to enter yet, having no energy to argue with Sophia, which I was certain was her intent.

 

The dwelling on the past had lifted my spirits up somewhat and for the first time since I left Johann’s house I was able to take a breath without feeling of heaviness.   I looked forward to my cozy bed, where I could re-live the entire episode with Ursula, which followed that faithful night, many years ago.

Dear Diary Ch. 06

Nikkie on Sex Stories

Having finished writing, I was eager to refresh my still wonderful memories of the first encounter I had ever had with a woman. She was the one who showed me how beautiful it can be to touch a body much like my own, yet completely different. She was the one I still thought of frequently, wondering whatever happened to her.

 

I flipped back almost to the beginning of my diary. MBOJFKAX – May 1986 was what I was looking for.

 

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ss="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt">PERMINDA – May 1986

 

Bumming around and living out of a suitcase, or a backpack as the case may be is a very tiresome business. At the very least it’s dangerous and full of uncertainty. I have been on the road for less than six months and have indulged in so many vices and luxuries that I have ran out of money already. Too proud to ask my parents for some money, certain that if I did they would only have sent me a one-way plane ticket, destination US, I have started looking for some sort of a job.

 

As luck would have it, I walked into the “Red Lion” Pub in Wormley, a small town in Hertfordshire, and seeing the “HELP NEEDED” sign, I inquired after the employment and was hired on the spot. After a day of crash course in pulling pints and mixing drinks, I ended up behind the bar and had remained here for almost three months now.

 

I had proven myself to be reliable and pretty good with customers and have landed the big money making shifts, mainly Friday and Saturday nights, when pubs are absolutely chock-a-block with people eating and drinking.

 

I have even managed to make a few acquaintances and on some nights after the pub closes, I go out to a club, dancing my head off and drinking myself into a stupor. The years of serious study are waiting patiently for me and I had decided that I would spend the next few months partying as much as I could, meeting different people and enjoying myself to the max.

 

I have been very careful not to mess around with anyone, as this is the last thing on my mind right now. Bad experience with Duke and another one with a guy called Tony had made me believe that maybe I should wait. Plenty of time for sex, yet.

 

But, never say never, as the saying goes, I proved myself totally wrong the minute I decided not to keep my hopes up in the sex department.

 

Two evenings ago, just as the manager was ringing the last call, a group of girls that I had befriended walked in, shouting hellos and waving wildly. “Hey, Nik!” yelled Maureen, a tall redhead with a horsy face who was always the light of the party. “We came to take you with us, Nik! We’re going to Lancaster’s.”

 

I didn’t feel much like clubbing on that particular night. I was very tired and had hoped for some peaceful rest for a change. Just as I was about to say no, I saw another girl in their midst, one I have never seen and who had caught my eye immediately.

 

She was a short and slim East Indian girl with thick black hair, hanging in a ponytail down to her mid back. Despite the general happiness and silliness with which the rest of the girls were carrying on, she was somewhat somber and quiet. She was so small that she might have easily been missed in the crowd. Until, that is, one looked into her face. Big, dark brown eyes and thick black eyebrows, giving her the look of seriousness and beauty. She wasn’t laughing out loud, but the smile never left her pretty face.

 

“All right, I just have to finish here.” I changed my mind, not quite knowing why. With hardly any experience in heart matters, I felt an instant attraction to the girl.

 

“It’s the last call, girls.” I tried to over shout the patrons of the pub. “You’d better decide quickly.”

 

“Five lager shandies, Nik!” yelled Amy, equally struggling to be heard.

 

“No,” said the beautiful girl, who by now had sat on the bar stool directly in front of me. “I’ll take one with no shandy, thank you.”  

 

I pulled the pints and placed the requested one in front of the girl who held my interest. “Are you with that lot?” I asked smiling.

 

She rolled her eyes. “Yeah.” We both giggled and I felt a warm feeling inside my body. A shiver went up my spine, and my heart seemed to have sped up a little. I tried hard to make myself believe that it was just her beauty that I admired, just the aesthetic look, nothing more.

 

“I’m Paddy, by the way.” She extended her hand, shaking mine with a firm, warm grip.

 

“I’m Nikkie.” I said. “Wait! Paddy?” she nodded. “I thought that was a guy’s name.” I asked confused.

 

“Well, it’s Perminda, really. But nobody here seems to have enough wits to remember it properly, so they call me Paddy.” She explained in a thick cockney accent.

 

Perminda – a name just as beautiful as the girl whom it belonged. It rolled softly on my tongue and I made a mental note not to forget it.

 

“Well, I’ll remember it.” I said and noticed her watching me carefully, as if looking for a sign of mockery.  

 

Half an hour later, the bar cleaned up and the doors safely locked, I found the five girls waiting for me in the parking lot at the front. “We’re taking a taxi, Nikkie.” Said Maureen. I was fine with that; I didn’t want to worry about who was too drunk to drive and whether I’ll make it back alive and in one piece. By the look of it, they have all had enough to drink already.

 

When we arrived at the Lancaster’s I was grateful for the opportunity to relax and have a drink myself. The girls were chatting constantly, discussing their private lives of which I didn’t know much about, as we were not true friends, we just hung out together sometimes. Like me, I noticed Perminda did not engage in conversation much. She sort of swayed in her seat in synchronicity with the rhythm, but refused to go out into the dance floor, just like me.  

 

From time to time I would catch her looking at me intently and each time she would give me a smile and look away, sipping on her drink. Pretty soon, everybody seemed to be seriously drunk, including me.

 

The fatigue that I felt when still working had crept back and all of a sudden I felt too tired to be bothered with loud music and friendliness. I decided I would head for my little room above the pub where I worked and get the rest my body needed.

 

As I got up, finishing my drink, Amy grabbed me by the arm. “Finally decided to dance, have you?”

 

“No, no.” I smiled and looked at Perminda. “I’m going home, I’m tired.”

 

“Aw…” Amy and Penny whined in a chorus. “It’s early.”

 

I was adamant. Tired enough to have difficulty in keeping my eyes open, nothing could have persuaded me otherwise.

 

“Hold on.” said Perminda. “I just have to go to the loo and then we can share a taxi.”

 

Before I could say anything she jumped up and walked away. Amy giggled and nudged me under the ribs, whispering in my ears. “You know she’s a lezzie, right?”

 

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “Oh, Amy, really!”

 

“She is!” continued Amy. “And Maureen has been trying to get into her pants for ages. Just for fun.” She giggled again. “No luck, though.” With that, she walked away. My heart skipped a beat. Was that really what I wanted? And if so, how would I approach her? I had absolutely no experience, especially with girls.

 

A minute later, Perminda was standing next to me, holding both of our jackets, motioning me to follow. We found a row of taxis waiting in front of the club, happy to escape the long wait in the chilly drizzle.

 

“Where are you going?” I asked Perminda as the taxi pulled off and headed towards Wormley.

 

“I could take a train to London, that’s where I live.” She said, and I nodded.   “Or,” she looked at me, “I could crash at your place, as I’m in no state to travel at this time of night.”

 

I felt a sickening feeling of discomfort, yet again I simply nodded. The question of me having guests in my room never arouse with my landlord and the pub’s manager as had never had any. I hoped everybody was asleep and we wouldn’t be spotted sneaking in.

 

“Oh God,” said Perminda when we entered my room and she plopped on the bed. “I’m knackered.”

 

“Yeah, me too.” I agreed. Fatigue was getting the better of me and I believed that I would be asleep the instant my head hit the pillow. “I need to take a shower, though.” I said and Perminda cringed. “I hate the smell of cigarettes in my hair, it drives me absolutely berserk.”

 

As I was reaching for my pajamas in the drawer, I looked into the mirror above the cabinet and saw she was taking her clothes off. I staggered into the bathroom and took a long, hot shower, trying to exorcise some of the alcohol and clear my head. My hair smelling of wild berries and my skin of freshly scented, I turned off the light in a small bathroom expecting Perminda to be fast asleep.

 

It was a pleasant surprise to find her sitting in bed, browsing through one of my books. When she saw me enter, she put it away and slid deeper into bed.

 

“I’m afraid it’s a bit tight.” I said, motioning to a twin bed, which was not meant for two people.

 

“It’s alright, I don’t mind.” She said and flipped the cover to make space for me. The sight of her small but muscular, completely naked body lying between my sheets, had taken me aback for a second. I stood still, not knowing what to do.

 

“I thought that was what you wanted.” She said, looking at me seductively.

 

She was right, somewhere in the back of my mind I did want it to happen, but now faced with it, I was lost. She had loosened her hair, which now her shoulders and breasts, making her look like a beauty from an old black-and-white movie.

 

Where I gathered the courage to slowly take my pajamas off before crawling into bed, I will never know, but that is exactly what I did. She scooted over a bit, giving me more space and as I lay next to her, she covered me carefully, hugging me with one arm and pressing her soft skin against mine.

 

I laid like that, Perminda next to me, supporting herself on the elbow, looking into my eyes. “You’ve never been with a woman?” she asked and I shook my head, as I was afraid I couldn’t utter a word without croaking like a bird.

 

She smiled warmly and lowered her face towards mine, her lips almost touching mine, but not quite. I could feel her breath on my face, both of us looking at each other. The moment was very arousing; I could feel a tingle in my belly.

 

Perminda put her hand on my hair and caressed it gently, kicking the cover off us, her face still hovering over mine. “I want to see you.” She said, as we lay naked and uncovered, our bodies hot with desire.

 

As she finally pressed her lips on mine, a moan escaped me. It seemed like I had been waiting for that moment forever. She tasted fresh, despite all the alcohol she had drunk. Her kiss was gentle, her hand combing through my hair, her lips enveloping mine.

 

“Are you sure about this?” she asked when she broke the kiss and before she finished the question I replied with a ‘yes’. At that particular moment I wanted it more than anything else in the world.  

 

Her face almost touching mine, I felt her hand slide off my hair and down my shoulders, cupping my breast, squeezing it gently and rubbing the nipple, giving it a slight pinch. I was very aware of every move she made, each one the lightest touch on my skin only to turn into a powerful squeeze. She had more strength than her small body would make one believe.

 

Her lips leaving mine, she slowly kissed her way down my neck, pausing on each nipple, sucking it softly, her eyes holding mine in a steady gaze. Her hand continued down   my belly, touching it so softly it made me shiver in discomfort, which seemed to amuse Perminda and she giggled. Her fingers continued over my Venus mound, down one thigh to the knee and then back up, only to give the same attention to the other one.

 

I had spread my legs slightly, inviting her to reach between them and feel the wetness of my swollen pussy, but she seemed to ignore it. Now, she covered my belly with her kisses, slipping the tongue inside my belly button, continuing down the thighs, following the same path her fingers had taken just seconds ago.

 

With a very poor experience in sex I had never been teased like that before and I was almost certain that were she to touch my clit, using fingers or tongue, I would cum instantly, my body was that turned on. The only person who had ever brought me to an orgasm was myself and the odd feeling of someone else’s power over it was ecstatic, yet freaky.

 

I couldn’t stand the teasing anymore and I sat up, pushing her off me and onto the bed, so that now she was lying in front of me. Her body was small, yet muscular, she must have been working out. Her small breasts were firm and the olive toned skin soft beyond any I have touched before.

 

For a moment I knelt beside her, perfectly still, enjoying the beautiful sight. She could easily have put on a bikini at any time during the year and proudly walked around without sucking her belly in or pushing her breasts out.

 

“What’s the matter?” she asked when I haven’t moved for a while.

 

I shook my head and smiled. “Nothing, I just want to look at you. I want to remember your body, just like I’ll remember your name forever.” I said and we giggled at the private joke.

 

I put the palm of my hand flat on her stomach, covering the belly button and my touch was just as arousing to me as hers was before. I rubbed her belly in gentle, circling motions and was pleased to see her close her eyes and moan softly. I must have been doing something right.

 

I ran my hand up her body and for the first time in my life, I touched a woman’s breast, the feeling familiar, yet strange. I squeezed it gently and leaned over, licking on the nipple as if it was a blob of whipped cream, sucking into it like a little babe.

 

At the same time I felt Perminda lift her butt off the bed, inviting me to reach between her legs, exactly like I wanted her to do to me before. My willpower was not as strong as hers; I couldn’t tease her or myself like she did. Still sucking onto her nipple, the free hand slid down her belly and over the mound, covered in carefully shaved design, leaving most of it bare, but for a small triangle of soft black hair.  

 

I spread my fingers into a V, two and two together, massaging her pussy lips, careful not to touch the clit. If she teased me, she must like it on herself, too, I thought and was glad to hear her soft moan of protest. I rubbed her lips gently at first, increasing the pace slowly, still sucking onto her nipples.

 

My own pussy swollen and wet prevented me to keep my legs together and I had to spread my knees or it would have become uncomfortable. All I wanted to do was to taste her, touch her clitty with my tongue, and suck onto it in a way that I had been touched before, only it was by a man. I believed I could do a job just as well if not better. I knew exactly what a woman wanted, at least what my preferences were. Gentle licking replaced by a powerful sucking, and yet, not trying to bite the little thing off. Rough sex feels good, but the clitty always appreciates tenderness rather than brutality.

 

Finally, I pushed her legs apart and knelt in between, awarded with a splendid look at her cherry red pussy, which was a deep contrast to her otherwise olive complexion. The sight was absolutely intoxicating. I heard Perminda gasp and she shot her ass up again, another invitation to do what I wanted to so much.

 

I placed my index fingers onto her pussy lips and spread them up even more, the clitty now completely exposed, deep red mound offered to me by a beautiful girl. I lowered my face towards it and for the first time in my life caught a whiff of a clean pussy. When I gently touched it with my tongue, as if only to taste it, she thrashed wildly and almost hit me in the face with her pussy.

 

She grabbed my hair roughly and pulled me onto her, indicating that I should not stop now. I licked and sucked, tasting her tarty but sweet juices, feeling her pelvis sway in the rhythm with my tongue. She moaned and so did I, one of my hands sliding onto my own pussy, massaging it softly, just as it did Perminda’s a few minutes before.

 

I must have stayed there good twenty minutes; the uncomfortable position of kneeling between her legs caused my back to hurt and feet go numb. I didn’t want to stop, but I felt that if I didn’t I was going to give myself a cramp. Just as I was about to change positions, she grabbed onto my hair again, pulling my face free of her pussy.

 

“I’m so close, Nik. So close…” she motioned me to straighten up and I did so, grateful to be able to prevent an embarrassing situation taking place.

 

She grabbed the hand that had been between my legs just moments before and pushed my middle and ring fingers deep into her mouth. She sucked on them, making sure they were completely wet with her saliva. Then she grabbed my hand with both of hers and bent the two wet fingers, extending the ones on each side.

 

“Put them in, just like that.” She whispered and I didn’t need to be told twice. I pushed gently, keeping the other hand on her clit, gently circling. Perminda half sat up, grabbing my arm and ramming my fingers in as deep as they would go. She obviously liked it hard and I obliged.

 

I rubbed against the small rough spot just above the entrance of her pussy, knowing that would make her cum. “Harder, Nik!” she gasped and fucked my fingers. “Oh God, oh God…” she yelled. “I’m so close…”

 

I continued pushing and rubbing inside her pussy, lifting her ass off the bed with my two fingers, afraid that I might hurt her, but judging by her reaction, I was doing quite the opposite. I can’t really tell how erotic this scene would be to a bystander. The gentility of lovemaking was gone, only to be replaced by rough masturbation of this slight woman, which she obviously enjoyed immensely.

 

“Oh, yeah…” she gasped and half sat up. “All the way in, all the way…”

 

I finger fucked her as hard as I could, feeling sweat beads gathering on my forehead, despite the coldness of the room.

 

Suddenly, she pushed hard with her feet against the bed, lifting her pelvis high in the air, her pussy muscles clamping onto my fingers tight, desperate gasps of pleasure mixed with moans and groans. I kept pumping my fingers in and out, this time however, softly, as if to pacify her thrashing body, not quite willing to leave the warm and soft pussy yet. She was cumming all over my fingers, her body swaying gently now, as if moved by a soft breeze. Her orgasm was much longer than any of mine had ever been and I jealously tapped her clitty.

 

She lay in front of me, her legs spread wide, knees now resting on the bed, gasping for air and rubbing her own breasts. “Fuck, that was good.” she said and smiled.

 

“Come here,” she said and this time put her own middle and ring fingers inside her mouth, coating them with her spit, pushing the pillows off the bed so that her head was flat on the sheet. “Sit over me.” she commanded and I did as I was told.

 

As soon as my pussy was over her face she clamped her lips onto my clit without any foreplay, pushing two of her fingers deep inside of me. Having just made her cum and seeing her pleasure was arousal enough. I was ready for anything.  

 

The spot that she was paying all her attention to seemed to become the center of my conscious universe. Nothing else mattered, nothing else was real. The realization that I am about to cum with someone else’s fingers inside my pussy, not my own made the whole thing even more arousing.

 

Unlike me, it had taken Perminda bare few minutes and the spot inside my pussy began tingling, seemingly spreading, reaching down my legs, causing them to wobble dangerously, above my waist, over the breasts and into my head, making my head spin. I yelped, trying not to make a sound loud enough to be heard by anyone in the house. Fat chance of that, I think. The walls seem to be made of paper.

 

I shivered and moved my pussy on her mouth even after her fingers slid out of it and she continued to suck. The feeling of exhilaration gone, it was replaced by an unpleasantness as my clit had become oversensitive to stimulation and I tried to stop her, lifting my knee of the bed in order to get off her face. She wouldn’t let me though. She grabbed my hips and pulled them down roughly, placing my pussy back onto her mouth.

 

“This doesn’t feel good now…” I gasped, holding onto the headboard, trying hard not to fall down on her face.

 

“Just wait a moment.” She paused sucking for a moment. “You’ll see.”

 

The smacking sound of her lips and tongue against my clit resumed and I was amazed at how right she was. Unpleasantness soon turned into a feeling of pleasure and within another minute, my clit exploded in the same volcano of enjoyment as my pussy had before.

 

“Oh Paddy,” I gasped, conscious of the verbal muck up. I simply could not think straight. “Oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes…”

 

Still, she didn’t let me go. One more orgasm later, each seemingly stronger than the previous one, I finally managed to pull myself off her and plop heavily on the bed next to her.

 

“You’re amazing!” I said, barely able to catch my breath.

 

“I know.” She said without any modesty and giggled. I wasn’t in the mood for giggles; my mind was still orgasming even if my body had stopped.

 

I believe that a few seconds later I was fast asleep, and so was Perminda. The night full of passion and pleasure will be something I will remember forever.

 

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I smiled to myself. I still remembered everything exactly as it had happened. I had met with Perminda a few times after that, always in London, usually for nothing else but a roll between the sheets. She had taught me so much of my own body as well as hers.

 

I wondered whatever happened to her. I wouldn’t have minded another crazy night with her. Or any time of the day, for that matter.

An Affair Of Different Kind

Nikkie on Sex Stories

It was pouring down hard now. Big raindrops were hitting the roof of the car in arrhythmic sequence, sometimes drumming against it softly, only to change and a moment later knock forcefully as if threatening to turn into hail. It seemed more like a low budget movie with defective special effects than anything of natural occurrence. Despite all the rain or maybe because of it, the city stank like a barrel of fish guts, garbage and feces mixed with another smell, velvety yet unpleasantly invasive. The humidity did its work well.

 

She smiled.

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She didn’t mind rain at all. In fact, rain was her favorite. Sunny days always made her moody and often downright depressed. Rain was fine as far as she was concerned. No need for an umbrella or mad dash from one doorway to another in hope of not getting wet, looking silly while zigzagging in an attempt to achieve the impossible.

 

She found walking in the rain romantic, and that says a lot for someone who determinedly claims she doesn’t have a romantic bone in her body. Walking in the rain by the lake during the storm amounted to exhilarating moments, with lightning forking the broad horizon and waves wildly foaming in fury.

 

On the other hand, the stench she simply tried to ignore by keeping the car windows firmly closed. It was no easy task given that the air conditioning was not working, and the humidity outside had reached its highest point. So, she decided to ignore that, too.

 

Trying to master the Chicago traffic in the rain was quite a different story. The first few raindrops or snowflakes would turn everybody into incompetent imbeciles, making an otherwise easy ride frustrating.

 

She had already seen two fender benders, with people sulkily standing outside in the pouring rain and inspecting the damage, trying to exchange insurance information. A lady stood at the curb waiting for a bus, holding a newspaper over her head in an attempt to keep her hair dry. “You should forget that, lady.” She said loudly as if a woman could hear her. “It might look better.”

 

She smiled again and stole a quick glance at the dashboard clock. “Fuck!” She whispered quietly. She will never make it in time.  

 

Numerous e-mails sent by Guy earlier in the morning, some mere hints of sexuality full of playfulness that could be interpreted in any number of ways, others crude, leaving no doubt of what they meant, have achieved the desired. All she wanted now was to go home, lay in bed and wait for his call, letting his soft voice direct her through the moves that she had repeated thousands of times, but with his guidance, the ending was usually earth shattering. She left work early on pretences of not feeling well.

 

Her crotch throbbed in anticipation; she kept squeezing her thighs and contracting her muscles, which didn’t make it any better. The simmer of arousal had gradually become more pronounced, and now, some three hours later, all she wanted was for the cell phone to ring so that she could reach between her legs and do what was inevitably coming.

 

As if she willed it, the small phone rang out the Halloween Theme, causing her to floor the break in momentary panic, despite the fact that for once, the traffic was flowing smoothly. She took a deep breath in an attempt to appear cool and collected. On the small, round phone window Guy’s name was flashing in neon green. She smiled and flipped the phone open.

 

“Hello, darling.” Her voice immediately dropped a couple of notches into what she hoped was a sexy moan of seductiveness.

 

“Hello, darling.” Guy responded, his voice just as appropriately low. “What’s happening?”

 

“Well,” she said, closing her eyes for a moment, hoping that the car in front of her wouldn’t come to a sudden stop. “I’m still stuck in the traffic. It’s absolutely awful.”

 

“Oh, okay.” He said without any trace of disappointment. “How long will it take you?”

 

“Probably another twenty minutes, but…”

 

“Okay.” He responded and she hurried on: “Or I could pull over into an alley somewhere here. It’s raining hard, so nobody will be walking by.”

 

Guy gave out a hearty laugh, and she joined in, whether out of amusement or embarrassment, she wasn’t sure.

 

“Nah!” he said and his voice softened. “Daddy wouldn’t want his baby girl to get in trouble, now would he?”

 

The first time he called himself her daddy and her his little girl she didn’t like it. It was wrongfully perverse and a definite turn off. The next time he did it, she didn’t mind it as much. Now, she absolutely longed to hear it. It gave her that special warm feeling of familiarity, as if someone really cared, no matter the implications. She was good at blocking out the bad and accepting the good. Life had taught her that much.

 

“Yeah, I know, but….” She protested.

 

“I know, darling. I know.” He assured her with a chuckle. “I want you on the bed, though. Daddy wants his little girl on the bed and in a thong. Hot pink thong and with toys.”

 

Those simple words, so meaningless and absurd if anybody else was to speak them have made her shift in discomfort. She had been aroused for a few hours now; the damp warmth between her legs turning into itchiness. She needed to get home and relieve her body.

 

She agreed. Of course it was preposterous to think that she would be pulling into an alley and masturbating, risking a chance of being seen. She thought of the previous week, when he got her all hot through e-mails and when he realized just how turned on she became, he told her to go into her car. She pulled out of the private parking spot, tucked safely under the big roof to fight off the weather and drove to the very end of the lot, surrounded by tall birches and overgrown bushes on two sides, the other two facing an expressway and a main street.

 

She parked into the very corner where the two forested lines met, silently praying that there were no hidden cameras mounted on the streetlights behind her. She turned off the engine and waited. Seconds later the phone rang and Guy’s soft voice led her to ecstasy that she had become so familiar with. She pushed her hand through the open zipper of her jeans and slid it inside the panties, trying hard to move only her fingers, facial expression somber, just in case an uninvited pair of eyes was watching.

 

Nobody walked by and she managed to swallow the scream that she so longed to let out at the moment of bliss. A deep sigh was all that escaped her and she knew that he was aware of the achieved by her breathing alone.

 

She felt silly afterwards. She always felt like that when she finally got off the phone with Guy, but the moments when they were interacting were nothing but ecstasy.

 

“I’ll call you in about twenty minutes.” Guy finished and she could do nothing but agree, and try to reach her apartment in time.

 

She closed the flip phone and carefully laid it next to her on the passenger’s seat, stealing a glance in the mirror. The long hair was dirty, desperately in need of dying to hide the premature grayness, which first showed in her early twenties. Face gaunt and pale, dark circles under the eyes revealing many a late nights, some due to insomnia, others simply to worries which kept her from peaceful rest. Certainly not a beauty, but if she was to wear make up, she might look good.

 

She didn’t see any of that, however. The only thing that she did notice were her eyes sparkling in anticipation and a smug grin lingering on her lips. Being naughty was always a turn on. For a woman who always tried to avoid any kind of danger or confrontation, she was certainly taking great risks at times.

 

She turned the radio button and cut off the blast of modern music by pushing the cassette tape in its place. The haunting sound of Spanish flamenco ballad, saturated with passionate voices of Gypsy Kings levitated through the air.

 

“I wonder what would he think of me if he ever met me in person?” she thought, her eyebrows rising in puzzlement. She was not quite as young as he normally liked, that much she figured out from their conversations but that didn’t really bother her. Some of her friends, who were stunning beauties in high school now looked like washed out middle aged women. She didn’t kid herself about looking young, but she still managed to turn a man’s eye.

 

She never quite gathered up the courage to send him her picture, although he did ask for it, but only once. She told him she’d do it when she was ready and he never pressed the issue again. He however, had no problems with e-mailing his. A charming looking man in his early fifties with salt and pepper hair, dressed in a suit and tie.   She chuckled over his attire; yuppies and businessmen were never her type. But she had to admit that he was very handsome.

 

Before she met her father for the first time in her mid twenties, she always pictured him looking like that. Instead, she was greeted by an impossibly tall and painfully thin man with a faraway look that made him appear disinterested in everything. Later she learned that he was almost blind, thus his appearance of detachment, but the first impression was made and she never liked him, she never thought he was paying her any attention. His feelings for her were that of dislike, as well. She would be willing to wager on it.

 

Guy reminded her of her best friend’s father. Tall and handsome, soft spoken, always attentive and kind. She winced and looked around as if watched by a pair of invisible eyes. Of course she had never lusted over her friend’s dad, he was just…. well…her dad.  

 

She wondered if Guy even knew her name any longer. She used an alias when logging onto the erotic stories sites, which is where he found her address and got in touch with her. She gave him her real name and didn’t lie about her age, which when communicating with people online was normally not the case. He never said her name out loud on the phone, though and that made her wonder. At the end of the day, she didn’t really care.

 

Despite the almost daily e-mailing between them and weekly, or in the worst case monthly phone calls, she always found herself thinking back to the day when he first contacted her. It had caught her completely off guard. The introduction to the ‘new man in her life’ was always the clearest of memories when she thought about Guy. She was stunned when a few months back there was a message in here e-mail inbox from a sender whose name she didn’t recognize. Signed by Guy, he explained that he had found her name on one of the sites, which were her secret and guilty pleasure, and would she like to role-play sometime. Specifically, he said he could be her daddy or grandpa.  

 

A prank, perhaps? Somebody in someway trying to get a hold of her information? It didn’t seem like that and despite the obvious nature of the e-mail, it intrigued her. Contrary to what she would normally do, this one she did not ignore. She wrote back: ‘You’ve got the wrong impression.’ The nerve of man, indeed.

 

A day later, another e-mail by Guy stated his apology if he had offended her as this was not his intention.  

 

‘I wasn’t offended,’ was all she wrote in reply, adding her instant messenger name at the bottom and that was how it all started. Later that same day they instant messaged each other for almost three hours and she found herself telling him things that she had either never told anyone, or it has been so long ago that she had forgotten all about it.

 

He told her he wanted her to slip her hand inside her panties and masturbate for him. He wanted her to touch and panty fuck herself, he told her not to come yet and then he wanted her to come right then, together with him. It was a hot September day and the arousal had poured perspiration beads all over her body. She trembled like a leaf in a cold breeze. The bottoms of her bra cups were drenched in sweat.  

 

To her amazement, she did exactly as he told her to do. It was not her way of pleasing herself in that manner, but knowing that this was dictated by another person, no matter how far away, faceless and strange had made her half mad with desire.

 

It had taken her much longer than usual to bring herself on the brink of orgasm, and just as she was about to shiver in the desired ecstasy, she turned her head and glanced out the window only to see her husband parking the car three stories below, returning from work earlier than she had anticipated.

 

She panicked and for a moment grabbed onto the computer desk as if she was ready to flee. Her eyes returned back to the monitor and words ‘Come now, come with me…’ finally pushed her into the head spinning shiver. Now kneeling on the soft carpet, she whispered ‘yes, oh yes’, regretting Guy couldn’t hear her.

 

‘Got to go, talk to you later’, was all she managed to type and click off he messenger window as Sam was walking through the front door, while her body was still shivering with the just experienced pleasure.

 

Her face must have been glowing and guilt was probably plastered all over it, too. He came into the room and gave her a puzzled look.

 

“What?” she asked and couldn’t keep herself from smiling.

 

Sam smiled back and peeped over her shoulder, onto the blank e-mail window, which she managed to open up just as he was approaching. “What are you doing?” he asked with a look of suspicion.

 

“Nothing!” she said and still the smile wouldn’t fade away. “What?” she asked again.

 

He bent over to her and cringed his nose. “You smell funny.” He concluded, which almost made her holler in laughter.

 

“Well, yeah!” she said as if he was stating the obvious. “It’s hot in here and I’m musty.” His eyes narrowed. “I just came back from a jog, too.” She lied.

 

That seemed to satisfy him enough to lose interest in questioning and go to the kitchen to browse for dinner. She sighed with relief. That was so close! It was the smell of sex that oozed out of her every pore, but Sam, not anticipating anything like that taking place couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

 

She couldn’t sleep that night. Despite the relief that she had given herself while talking to Guy on the computer, her body remained aroused and the unseasonable heat of the Indian summer didn’t make it any better. She tossed and turned, trying to force herself to catch some sleep. The last time she glanced at the clock was almost four in the morning and two hours later the alarm went off, jerking her out of uneasy dream.

 

She drove to work, still in the state of high arousal, thinking of Guy and whenever she pictured the words ‘Come now, come with me….’ on her computer monitor, she felt as if somebody had punched her in the stomach. She was ashamed and yet exhilarated. She had never done anything like this before.   In fact, she used to smirk over the stories of Internet affairs that people led, always finding them distasteful and pathetically desperate. Of course, that morning she believed this had been a one-time occurrence never to be repeated.

 

She returned home that evening, after a day from hell at work, coupled by her body’s insistent refusal to calm itself down, she found Guy waiting for her on the instant messenger.

 

‘Give me your number.” He wrote and a voice of panic in the back of her mind told her not to be stupid and give in to his demands.

 

‘You have to promise you won’t abuse it.’ She begged, all the while thinking that this was far from any kind of rationality she was always so good at exercising. Guy reassured her he would never do such a thing. After all, they were both married. There was a lot at stake, he would never call her unless she told him it was okay and the coast was clear. A pang of guilt stabbed at her. She ignored it.

 

Despite her better judgment, she typed in the number, with Sam lounging on the bed only inches away from her, watching television.

 

‘Wait five minutes, I’ll take dogs for a walk.’ She added.  

 

Outside, the humidity had given way to soft breeze and each stroke of cool lick made her shiver in discomfort. It has been more than a day since Guy had aroused her with his words on the computer screen and her body still did not lose any of its sexual heat. She would not have believed that something like that was possible, but she was a living proof. She was also an example of how uncomfortable and almost painful it is for every fiber in one’s body to be itching and pulsating for one thing and one thing alone.

 

The phone rang and she took a deep breath, closing her eyes for an instant, momentarily weighing the decision not to answer. She clicked the ON button and said ‘Hello’.

 

“What’s happening?” said a velvety voice on the other side, which by now she learned was a signature greeting of Guy’s. They chatted for a few minutes, awkward silences breaking her thoughts, making her forget a million questions that she had had for him. It was just a normal, uncomfortable first conversation that two people might have.

 

The most important thing that she got out of the conversation was that it had oddly calmed her down. When she returned from walking her dogs she noticed that the nervous tremble, which had been present for most of the day seized. She felt cool and collected, satisfied and happy. When she went to bed that night, she fell into a dreamless and peaceful oblivion.

 

The long blow of the car horn jerked her back into the present time. She looked around in confusion as if she had just woken up and realized that she was the first in line at the traffic light, which had turned green who knows how many seconds ago.

 

She stepped on the gas and flipped the finger to the driver behind her. Sam has been warning her against it ever since she had learned how to drive. ‘One of these days,’ he said, ‘you will run into some idiot who will not put up with your birdie flipping, foul mouthing, ignorant ways’.

 

Of course she knew he was right, but she couldn’t help herself. Sometimes, she was worried that in her rage she might floor the accelerator and slam into the car that was jumping the line or help silly teenagers cross the street faster, after she had just kindly stopped for them and instead of appreciatively hurrying along, they’d be walking as if in a stoned haze, girls swaying their hips like on a catwalk.

 

Another glance at the dashboard clock told her she would not make it in time. The traffic moved too slowly and the rain seemed to be coming down harder than ever. “Damn it!” she shook the wheel in frustration as if trying to rip it out of its place. “Come on, already! She yelled and squeezed the stirring wheel hard, accidentally blowing the horn.

 

“Oops!” she giggled and noticed the driver of the car in front inspecting what was happening behind him in the mirror. He flipped her a finger and she flipped him one back.

 

“Asshole.” She said, well aware that it was not his fault they were stuck.  

 

She pulled onto her street, frantically looking for a parking space. There were many available but all were accompanied by parking meters, which would mean that she would have to come down every couple of hours and feed hers with quarters. If she was to have a bit of a naughty with Guy on the phone, she knew that afterwards she would take a catnap, with a good possibility of it turning into a dreamless sleep that might last for hours.

 

Spotting an empty space in the alley she had just passed, she flicked the turn signal on and at the very last moment turned right, cutting off the approaching vehicle, making a half U-turn, tires screeching with the driver of the car slamming on breaks wildly, honking his horn and screaming something at her furiously, although she could not make it what it was. She had a pretty good idea of the content, though.

 

With trembling hands and pounding heart she managed to avoid the collision and pull into the alley. “You need to get off that sugar diet, buddy.” She said into the mirror, the comment directed towards the driver that she had so rudely cut off, putting in danger more than just herself.

 

She didn’t have the time to park the car properly. The right back tire hit the sidewalk and she floored the gas pedal enough to make the car jump the curve and rest there like a casualty of a drunkard. The front of the car was hanging half way out of the neat line of parked cars that she had just joined, but she didn’t care. No time to straighten it up now.

 

She turned the engine off, barely remembering to pull the key out of the ignition and bolted out of the car. She ran towards the front door of her building, clutching her purse close to her body. As she slid the key into the lock, she realized that she couldn’t tell for certain whether in her haste she had managed to lock the car door. Despite the fact that the neighborhood where they lived was a fairly safe one in Chicago, an unlocked car would be more than an invitation for thugs anywhere in the city.

 

She ran back to the car, and on the verge of tears realized that she did lock it up after all. She sighed in disbelief. How could a man she had never met face to face turn her into such an idiot? Of course she knew how. The sexuality and passion that oozed out of his voice alone always made her mad with desire and forget about anything else.

 

She checked her phone. It has taken her longer to reach the house than she had anticipated and the state she was in, every fiber of her body in nervous anticipation, coupled by a blasting Latino music, she could miss the call without noticing. She sighed in relief to see that there were no missed calls.

 

She made her way into the house and as she was taking the stairs two at the time, she heard her dogs barking at the apartment door. They recognized the familiar jingle of the keys and were eager to hear her voice and feel her hand petting their beautiful heads in greeting.  

 

She unlocked the door and squeezed herself into the apartment, careful not to let the dogs escape out and create havoc in the hallway.

 

“Hello, babies! Hello, pumpkins! Hello, munchkins!” she kept murmuring, absentmindedly stroking the dogs’ backs and at the same time unbuttoning her shirt. She knew she only had seconds to prepare before the inevitable and much anticipated phone call took place.

 

The bulldog, mad with happiness upon her early return kept jumping up and down like a yoyo, while the small pit bull whined softly over too vague of an attention he had received.

 

“Go to your bed, now.” she commanded and both dogs stopped and stared for a moment as if weighing her words. She had just come home and is already sending them to bed?

 

She felt a pang of guilt, but at this time there was no space for regrets. She will make it up to them later, Guy won’t take too much of her time.

 

“What did I just say?” she asked and stared hard at two pairs of big brown eyes until they submitted and slowly, with their tails between the legs trotted to their doggie beds.

 

She kicked off her shoes, letting the shirt and jeans fall over them in a disarray that she had hated more than anything. Yet again, there was no time for neatness. Still in her bra and panties, she crawled into bed. Guy always liked her wearing the thong, but having to sit still in front of the computer for over eight hours a day, this would be the least appropriate of choices.

 

She stacked up four pillows as a makeshift back support, leaning against it with a sigh. The realization that she had forgotten the most important of things made her bolt from under the covers and reach for the bag, which was laying discarded on the floor, next to the pile of her clothes. She rummaged through the small brown pouch in the front and pulled out a cell phone, shaking her head over the forgetfulness.

 

Returning to bed she closed her eyes, trying not to doze off. She hadn’t realized how exhausted she felt until the very moment she laid her head onto the soft heap of pillows. She called out to her dogs in an attempt to kill the time while waiting and to make up for her distant behavior upon entering the apartment.

 

Not surprisingly, they didn’t come immediately. Whether they were cautious or simply insulted, she didn’t mind their reluctance. She opened her eyes and sat up, leaning against the pillows.

 

She thought of Guy. What an odd relationship this was, if it could be called relationship at all. Was she in love? Of course not. Sam was her love now. He was not exactly the love of her life, that place belonged to someone else. Someone from long time ago and far away, so distant that she hasn’t thought about him in a long time. Still, feelings for Sam were so intense that if they were to break up, she would never feel so strongly towards anyone else again. She would not let herself get that involved anymore. Were there feelings involved with Guy? Well, she might call it a schoolgirl crush. It was probably due to a simple fact that she lacked friends in Chicago and Guy’s attention for her was a replacement for it.

 

Pit bull was the first one to give in and jump on the bed, slowly, with almost catlike movements approaching her.

 

“Hello, baby,” she said softly, enjoying his tail’s wild wag in greeting. “Come here, then.” She said and pulled him closer to her, making him lay next to her, pressing his head against her side.

 

“Tell mama, how’s life?” she voiced the same question that she had asked him almost every day in the times of quiet bonding. “What’s the news of the day?” she went on and the beautiful dog licked his lips in satisfaction over her undivided attention.

 

“Was your sister good?” she asked and as if knowing that the word applied to her, the bulldog jumped on the bed, too, carelessly making her way towards the cuddling couple, stepping on their legs and stomachs as if they weren’t there. “Did she bark a lot?” she whispered in the pit’s ear, making him lift his head and give her a quick licking kiss on the cheek.

 

The bulldog plopped on the bed next to the pillows and carefully smelled her hair. “Don’t do that!” she pushed the big head away from her. “Were you a good girl today?” she asked the bulldog and the big white tail wagged heavily, hitting the mirrored headboard and threatening to send the empty soda can flying off the nightstand on the other side of the bed.

 

The theme of a movie from long ago rang out through the quiet room and she jumped up.

 

“Get off, get off!” she said hurriedly, pushing the dogs off the bed, trying hard to ignore their accusatory looks. “Come on, get off!” she yelled, reaching for the phone.

 

She waited for another second or two, making sure to catch the call before it went into voicemail. She smiled and opened it up.

 

“Hello, darling.” She said and half slid down the pillows into a more comfortable position. Her legs slowly spread themselves open, without her even realizing that Guy’s voice would always manage to turn her into a bundle of lust.

 

“Hello, darling.” Was the response.   “Home yet?”

 

She nodded and quickly added: “Yes, made it finally.”

 

“Good!” he chuckled. “Are you in bed?”

 

“Yes.” She breathed heartily.

 

“In your thong?”

 

“Of course!” she lied.

 

“The pink one?”

 

“Aha.” She closed her eyes and thought of the hot pink thong she had told him she was wearing.

 

“Are you ready, baby girl? Are you ready for your daddy to fuck you?” he asked sweetly.

 

“Yes,” she whispered and reached with her hand down the belly and pressed her fingers over her crotch. “I’m ready!”

 

My Career Pt 2

bakerman on Teen Stories

My Career Pt 2

When I got home Mom asked me why I was smiling and happy and I just said that I'd finally completed a job that I'd been dreaming about. I went to my room to clean up before dinner and while having a nice soak in the bath thought about losing my virginity to a married women no less. Boy did I feel cool.

Over the next week I began to notice my lady customers dressing a bit more revealing. As Spring rolled into Summer swimsuits made an appearence and while none tried anything of a direct sexual nature they did begin to show more of themselves. In the past when they would have stayed indoors while I did the yard or pool now they lay on their sun lounges and hidden under hats and behind sunglasses I could feel their eyes on me while I worked. Again I felt so cool t

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hat these married women thought I was worth checking out.

It had been a week since I'd last been to Val's and I was feeling a bit worried as Mr Tink dropped me off.

"I've got three jobs down on Valley today" he said "are you OK to get home by your self when you're finished here?"

"I'll be fine, just in and do the yard and the pool and I'll be gone by lunch." I told him.

"Just watch these women. The heat makes 'em act funny. So I'll see you tomorrow." he spoke as the truck drove off.

I was about to knock on the door when Mr Finch opened it as he was leaving for work. He pulled me aside and asked me to do him a favour.

"My boy, my wife is acting a little strange this week. I think there may be another man in her life." he said

My heart skipped a beat and then he said to me "keep an eye out for any men showing up while I'm away and there's an extra $20 for you when I get back in a few days time." he gave me a wink and a nudge and the walked to his car.

I went inside and closed the door behind me. I couldn't hear anything so I called out an hello. Val answered from upstairs calling me up. When I entered her bedroom she was dresssed in a towelling robe and looking out the window through a telescope.

Without turning from the telescope she said "You can see all the way to the security gate with this. Ah there he goes on his way to work and that secretary with the blonde hair and fake boobs"

"Well what did my husband say to you before he left?" she asked

"He thinks you have another man and he wants me to keep a look out for strangers coming to visit."

She laughed as she turned towards me. I could see her legs encased by black stockings disappearing under the robe.

"I know you are learning all this maintenence stuff with Mr Tink but I'd would like to be your teacher in another field. Are you interested?" she said as she smiled.

"What do you want to teach me?" I stammered.

"No need to be afraid, I'm going to teach you how to make love to a waomen." Val dropped the robe as she walked towards me revealing her tanned body. She was wearing a black satin bra the pushed her breasts together making them appear larger and firm. I also saw the stockings coming to the tops of her shapely thighs. In between she had on the black crotchless panties she had caught me with last week.

Val walked right up to me and placing her hand behind my head pulled my face to hers giving me a strong, long passionate kiss.

When Val released me she asked if she had been my first. I told her she was the one to take my virginity and with that she grabbed me and kissed me again and again. Her hands were rubbing my head and back and I responded by rubbing her back as well. My hands were working their way to her lace covered arse. We stopped for a breath and Val told me to undress. I quickly removed my shorts and t-shirt.

"Lesson one" she breathed in my ear "where to kiss a women."

Val turned her back to me and told me to kiss her neck and nibble her ears. I began doing as I was told while my arms wrapped around her waist holding her arse close to my cock so it sat erect in her crack. Val was humming and moaning from my kisses and her hands grasped mine and brought them to her breasts.

"Lesson two, how a women feels." she said softly as my hands massaged her breasts through the satin material of her bra.

She reached for the clip at the front of the bra and undoing it released her round but firm breasts. While I continued to kiss her neck I was also noticing how heavy and firm her breasts were. The nipples had gone from flat to stiff points of brown flesh topping these tanned mounds. Val turned and fed a nipple into my mouth and I latched on like a newborn sucking deeply and flicking the nipple with my tongue. Val was moaning louder and her hand briefly squeezed my cock before making its way to her pussy.

Putting one hand on my head she pushed me into a kneeling position in front of her crotch. Val put one leg up on the bed and pulled the panties aside giving me a close up look at her pussy. Her pubic hair was trimmed into a thin strip leading straight to the goal.

"Lesson three, eating a women." said Val her voice now deep and husky.

She thrust her pussy into my face grinding her lips against mine. I did what I'd seen in magazines and poked my tongue deep into her slit and licked the lenght from clit to arse hole. This was really firing her up and she then told me to put a finger in her hole. My finger slipped all the way into this warm, wet hole. I began to pump my finger as well as kissing, licking and biting her pussy.

"Give me another" she moaned and I obliged by pushing a second finger alongside the first. I was really pumping her now and my hand was slick with her juice. My tongue was working overtime liicking and flicking her clit.

"Stick one in my arse" she said and with one finger in her pussy I slid my other well greased finger up her butt.

Val was nearly jumping off the floor and looking up I could see her squeezing her breasts and licking her own nipples. I took my finger from her pussy and like I'd done before slid it into her arse hole along side the other. Her hand on my head continued to push my face deep into her pussy while my fingers fucked her arse.

Breaking away Val collapsed on the bed and screamed at me to fuck her. I climbed on top and lining my cock up with her hole slid gently forward. Once again I felt the electric tingle as my cock entered her pussy. Being as slick as it was my seven inches slipped right on in. Val raised her arse off the bed to force me deeper and I responded by pulling almost all the way out before slamming home.

Again and again and again I repeated this performance. My body was drenched in sweat and I had almost stopped breathing. The two of us were nearly bouncing off the bed as I continued to pound away the pent up feelings of a teenage boy. Val was now incoherent her ragged voice switched between moans and screams. I told her I could not hang on much longer and I was about to cum. Val told me not to shoot my load into her cunt. Being a dumb teenage boy I thought she didn't want to get pregnant so I slid my cock from her cunt and stood beside the bed. Val grabbed my cock tightly in one hand and from beside the bed she produced a wine glass. Val pumped my cock until I shot my load into the glass and continued to milk it of every last drop of cum.

Val used her finger to stir the white goo with some powder already in the glass and then upending the glass swallowed the whole mixture in one gulp.

"A wise old women told me that if I drink the cum of one who fucks me for their first time we will be lovers for ever." she said as she moved across the bed giving me room to lay beside her.

"So was your first lesson enough to bring you back." she spoke as her finger traced a circle around my lips.

Breathlessly I said I would like to continue and she rolled on top of me and gave me a deep tongue kiss.

We lay together for several minutes just kissing and feeling not speaking a word. Then the phone rang and Val rolled away to answer it. As she talked on the phone she picked up her bra and put it back on then took off the panties and got another pair from he draw. I just lay on the bed listening to her conversation and was stunned when she told whoever was on the line that she was still dressing because her lover had just given her a good fucking. Looking at me she laughed and said goodbye to the phone call and hung up.

"You better get dressed and out in the yard before my friends arrive." she said tossing me my shorts and walking towards her wardrobe.

"I'll be going out with my SLUT friends." Val giggled."SLUTS stand for Summer Land Unique Tea Service and its a group of women from the estate who get together for morning or afternoon tea and maybe a movie." Val turned her back to me and motioned for me to zip her up.

I was in the yard when I heard her leave and once I'd finished I went inside to get a drink and to lock up. I'd never seen much of this house from the inside and it was larger than my house so I decided to have a look around. I wasn't going to take anything just a browse at how others on the estate lived. Having a wicked thought I went back to Val's bedroom and poked about in her dressing table. Tucked away at the back I found a vibrator and apart from some other sexy underwear there was nothing of interest here.

I wandered from room to room, they had a pool table in one room and a home theatre in another. The system was run from a computer which I thought was off but the screen popped up when I touched it. I began to scroll through the movies on file and it was a mixed collection. Then towards the end I came across a folder that had several unnamed files attched. I clicked one with the mouse and and a window asked if I wished to see this film. Tapping yes the lights dimmed and the movie was projected onto the wall at the front of the room. Staring at the screen I was seeing Val and Bev, another of my regulars, having sex on the pool table I'd passed on the way in.

I reached for the mouse and clicked on the next file and this was of another client, Maggie, getting fucked by an unknown guy. In quick succession I went through each film and they were all of women I deal with having sex in a variety of position with different men and women. I shut everything down and left wondering what I was in for.
   
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Anniversary Festival

Tall on Wife Stories

Anniversary Festival pt 1

 

As we drive to the next event together I do my best to get you to let me massage your lovely breasts, we had no “alone” time at the last event and my balls are aching. I told you to wear my favorite dress but you thought the weather would not co-operate.

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font-family: " roman?;?="" new="" times="">“Hell, it’s only weather Gloria! Welcome to Oregon” we laugh hysterically.

This time your sex drive is almost parallel to mine and you ask me about our toys.

“You did bring our bedroom toys didn’t you Greg?”

“You know me better than that Gloria, heck I even bought you a new dress you haven’t seen yet and a new dildo that is suppose to feel just like the real thing.

“OH MY GOD your bad, first tell me about the dress”

“Well it is button Front”

“I just knew you would buy that type, easier for you to slip your fingers inside me at the Bar EH?”

“YUP”

“So, is this dildo huge? I mean I don’t want you to hurt me”

“No Gloria I really took my time to find a good one, no batteries and according to what I read it is as real as it gets”

“Well let me be the judge of that you sexy man”

“Would you shave your pussy before we go out?” I ask

“Mmmmmmaybe.” With a sly grin on your face

“Hope we can find a good place for dinner, and a fun place to have a few drinks later eh?”

“Are you thinking about Kansas City?”

“Absolutely!” I say

“This time I might be a little bolder” you say.

“That would be so excellent, now feel my crotch, see what you do to me?  This road is boring and you’re so sexy!

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(My mind goes back to KC and the Bar at the Embassy Suites, but that story will have to be written another time, I bet Steve the bartender would like to add a few paragraphs of his on when we write that one.)

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We enter the harbor area and the panoramic view is one that if Ansel Adams were a sea faring man he would have loved this. It looked more like a page out of a Hemmingway book.

Men walk up from their boats, tired, sea-weary and looking for fun. Several men trudge past without a look but a few pause, like that man with the green eyes to soak in the beauty, the beauty of my wife. Not wanting to linger they head for the familiar watering- hole they all know as the “Porthole” I know that we both need a drink and the Porthole looks like THE place but a shower and a glass of wine are in order first!

As we check in Toby, the owner of the Inn is nowhere to be found, we spoke on the phone and expected him to be here. That is the way of the sea, he is a fisherman first and an Innkeeper second we knew he might not be here so the desk clerk took care of the details.

As we check in you find my hands all over you and you blush but don’t stop me as the desk clerk goes about his business not noticing anything out of the ordinary.

He asks if we need the Bellboy to take our bags to our room, and we are so pleased to not have to carry anything over 2 pounds up stairs. We say a resounding “YES”

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The Bellboy is young, at best 25 but he is definitely up for the job, he grins as he hefts our bags and lingers as he sees Gloria’s breasts, exposed almost to the nipples and heaves a sigh as he leads us up the stairs to our room.

The Bellboy opens the door for us and we enter, wow nice room. You move to the windows and take a deep breath, Greg, come here! I saunter over and I realize what took your breath away, the harbor, my goodness it is just at our feet! The sailors, the boats, the view, and there is our restaurant & Bar for the weekend. Speaking of a view I again feel my cock pulse as you snuggle close to me and flash me a glimpse of your breasts my hand instinctively moves to your erect nipples, not caring if the Bellboy sees or not.

He is standing there quietly hoping for a tip, and at the same time realizing the sexual tension in the air. “How do we tip him? I have an idea!” I say as I cup your breasts in my ham size hands.

“Really, Greg ! You’re terrible, you’re embarrassing him!  Damn, let me just get your wallet”…you fumble and fumble as you grope for my wallet…(seems like your groping for my cock as much as for my wallet) I squeeze your lovely breasts and grin. “Greg stop that!” Gloria’s eyes meet the Bellboy’s a flutter of eyelashes and a silky blush. “Really Greg, Now stop…” Not convincing. Not at all convincing.                                                                     

     The boy, not quite so young and innocent as it seemed, was watching every move. The obvious swelling in his pants was not escaping my wife’s gaze and every move of my hands on my wife’s breasts made it worse. Young enough to enjoy, and not able to hide his excitement, his bulge seemed to pulse under his slacks, as his own imagination of what might be about to happen blossomed in his mind. He saw breasts softly outlined under a silk shirt, and a second later nipples outlined as erect as Irish stones under the soft fabric and his breath was clogged in his throat and at that moment, as a look passed between us and my hand skimmed her crested nipples and our bodies swayed into each other, he could only hope to escape the room before the tumult behind his zipper escaped the slippery constraint he had on it.

Tip be dammed! He thought as he was about to come like a damned volcano, and there wasn’t anyway to hide the stain. When he came, it wasn’t a halfhearted effort, whatever the provocation. And this one promised to be a gusher. There was just something…. About the way the people were looking at each other… about the energy in the room… He had no choice but to cum!  He could not stop the gusher, it came in waves and involuntary spurts he was sure they could hear his grunts and what would they think of a Bellboy Cumming in his pants? The stain was showing & it grew as his imagination went wild thinking about the new folks from Gold City. He exploded in his uniform and new he had to bribe the people in the laundry to wash, dry & press his clothes before he had to make another call.

“Goodness Greg I think the young man is in a hurry to leave, here my friend thank you for carrying our bags up for us” as you hand him a few folded bills into his shaking hand.

 “Oh no Ma’am thank YOU !” and he bows slightly with both hands folded in front of his crotch, and a gleam in his eye. When he exits our room we both have a difficult time getting out of our clothes fast enough, and when my tongue slips between your sopping wet folds of your pussy it is obvious you enjoyed the little display we put on for the Bellboy. We made passionate love on the floor not taking the time to even find the bed.

           To bad Toby, the owner was absent when we checked in, he may have enjoyed the little display of affection as much as the Bellboy (too bad for him)

He was to meet us at the desk at check in but maybe he will meet us later in the Bar.

The deep blues and grays of evening were seeping in to the room and we lay exhausted in bed, the lethargy of good sex resting easy on us.

A light knock on the door roused us from our dreams that lingered. I reached for my robe and moved, slightly off balance still from good lovin’, towards the door, hastily wrapping it around myself and made a quick glance back at Gloria she pulled her terrycloth robe around her deliciously naked body to be decent before I opened the door. My eyes are still slightly unfocused as they are for a few minutes after good sex, Gloria pulls her belt tight and slides out of bed to stand behind me. 

Gloria is obviously mesmerized by the face at the door, unfamiliar, but rugged and handsome. Toby introduces himself as our host, absent for an afternoon of fishing on the ocean, but here to welcome us to his Inn. His is the face that we had seen earlier at the wharf, on the boat, as we pulled in. The one with the long and penetrating look. The one I hadn’t thought to mention. Gloria steps up a little closer behind me but to the side to get a better view, she pulls her robe around herself, but the fabric does very little to cover her breasts that are gleaming above the vee of her robe. I know she can feel my eyes there as well as the eyes of Toby. There is the scent of our lovemaking in the air and the scent of the herbal candles that we lit. There is a moment between myself and Toby, one of those purely male moments in which so much is said and nothing at all is spoken. His gray green eyes drinking in every drop of Gloria’s breasts, his eyes direct but gentle and a handshake of a confident man. If I could have chosen a friend, it would have been a man with that look in his eye. I immediately liked the man, and reined in and put aside my feelings about the woman who stood behind me, our gaze turned to one of mutual respect, and Gloria’s robe seemed to hang in a more relaxed manner.

”Welcome to my Inn guys” with a big smile so it’s your anniversary this weekend too?”

 “Yes and we hope to have a lot of fun while we are here. Greg, why don’t we meet Toby for drinks after dinner tonight, what do you think?” She ran her hand over my robe covered ass.

“Toby, we would love to meet you at the Porthole and hear your stories of daring-do on the high seas, what do you say?”

“Sure that would be great, they even have a jukebox with some great dancing tunes, I might even pull a few strings and get you guys a few free rounds, to help celebrate your anniversary.”

“Then it’s set we ought to be there by eight or so” Gloria grins and adds a cheerful “Dancing too, this ought to be great fun”

            They were here for three days, for a festival, and Toby understood at the most basic level, that for him, it was going to be a long, hard weekend. Greg is a man he respected and his wife, my God what a sexy, beautiful thing she is judging from the scent in the room and their dress I might have been a little luckier if I knocked a few minutes earlier. No matter, if the weather continues to hold maybe she will decide to catch some sun on the balcony, great view from there, for all of us. It will be fun to have a few drinks with them this evening at the Porthole.

     We say our goodbyes to Toby then closed the door, and slid back against it. My hand instinctively cupping myself against the thick terry-cloth of my robe, what had just happened? Gloria realized her robe was open more than she thought and her breathing was closer to a pant I pulled her close to me and slid my hand under her robe to her steaming and dripping pussy.

“Well it seems you enjoyed our first meeting with our new friend  Honey?” Your hands drop to the knot on my robe, untie it and begin stroking my cock “Oh Greg take me to the balcony and let’s play some more”

We have several hours before our planned meeting with Toby at the Porthole and the Restaurant is a short block from the room, so we decide to have a couple of glasses of wine and a little fun on the balcony. 

When Gloria finally finishes getting ready she walks into the room wearing the new button front blue dress I bought her with wedge sandals and a look that always drives me wild. Unbuttoned just enough to impress for sure and it did everything I hoped to accentuate her breasts, and reveal enough leg to definitely get my eyes focused. “What do you think?” you say as you spin in the center of the room stopping just right so the open portion of the bottom of the dress flairs to expose those lovely legs. “I did a little something special for you, see?” With that you lift the sides of the dress to expose your freshly shaved pussy bare and without panties. “Oh Gloria you are the sexiest woman on the planet! I love it!”

            At dinner we tried to behave ourselves but the booth was so inviting and I knew no one could see through the tablecloth I had to test the waters so-to-speak, and slipped my hand between Gloria’s thighs at the most inopportune times, like when our waiter delivered the wine and showed us the label and nearly missed Gloria’s glass as his eyes were taking in the wonderful view of her breasts. Gloria, unable to speak as my fingers slowly moved into the wet warm place I love so much.

            So it is off to the Porthole and hopefully a lot of fun and conversation.

The Porthole is a typical seaport bar smokey and loud with non-stop music via a Rock-o-la. Wild times and wild stories are the norm at this bar. We chose a corner booth shaped like a large triangle high back seats and quite plush for a seaport bar I thought.

“I love it when you shave for me, it is the most erotic thing you could do for me Gloria, We seem to have this private little space to ourselves honey, let me have a kiss” you lean into me and our lips press gently together and my bad hand slides above the bottom button of your new dress. “mmmm” is all you could muster in the midst of our embrace.

“Gosh Greg, your BAD!”, as you giggle and straighten up to peruse the bar.

Toby enters and he obviously is pleased to see us sitting in a corner booth.

“Hi you two how was dinner? I should have told you the Albacore at the Sea Horse restaurant was from my foray earlier today can’t get it fresher than that!”

 “Gloria had the Ling Cod & I had the Halibut, excellent on both counts, guess we will have to try the Albacore tomorrow night!” I said.

 “I don’t think Sally is at her best tonight” says Toby.

 “What?” Gloria asks.

 “Hell you two are sitting here and not a glass of water between ya” With that Toby motions to the cocktail waitress and she dances over to our booth with a huge smile on her face. She is an attractive woman, jet black hair as silky as those women in the hair commercials, breasts about the size of Gloria’s and dark brown eyes.

“Hey Toby how have you been? You’ve been a bit of a stranger lately” Sally says “Well Sal the B Merry was in need of some attention and with the new Inn I am stretched pretty thin. Sally, I want you to meet my new friends from Gold City, Gloria & Greg” Gloria smiled and the two of them took stock in each other, her smile widened as they seemed to communicate without as much as two words. “Hello Sally” said Gloria.

“Hi there nice to meet you both” Sally’s eyes seemed to read right through me, like she knew what the two of us were inseparable and passionate for each other. “what can I get you folks?”

As she takes our order I sense something between Sally & Toby, something deep but distant.

            Toby thinks that he must have done some really good things in the past to receive this kind of good luck, my God she is a sexy woman Greg is one lucky son-of-a-gun.

            After sharing the bottle of wine at dinner and a few more at the bar Gloria was in the mood to party and was not about to allow the good tunes to go to waste,

“Honey I love this song lets go dance!” The tune “Devil in a Blue Dress” starts from the Rock-o-la, “Oh you are such a Devil Gloria lets go” as she slides across the seat of our booth her dress pulls and my view of her lovely legs is unobstructed and I wondered if Toby got a glimpse also. From the look on his face he no doubt did, smiling like he just won two hands of poker back to back.

“Well it’s time I took Gloria out on the floor to burn off some of this alcohol Toby.”

“Don’t burn it all off Greg, she seems fine to me” With a slight grin.

“Mmm thank you Toby” you reply.

On the floor we can’t really have a decent conversation as the music is pretty loud but Gloria’s eyes talk volumes as we bump and grind. “Having fun honey?” I holler.

“Oh yes, yess” she snarls like a cat, and allow her dress to fly open and flash me her creamy thighs. Her breasts bounce with the rhythm of the song and a glance back to our booth tells her that Toby is enjoying the show immensely.

“I think Toby is enjoying himself too Greg look at the look on his face” se says with a big grin back in Toby’s direction. Without a doubt the look on Toby’s face is one of pure sexual envy and lust.

“I think you ought to give him a thrill out here on the dance floor Honey” I say half expecting her to ask him to dance anyway.

“What if he gets too, you know, frisky” she says

“Well Gloria I have never known you to not know what to do in any situation, you will be fine. Besides I will be right over there in the booth watching and probably enjoying the show as much as Toby is right now.” I slide my hand to her back side and press my now stiff cock to her belly. As we grind my leg works between her thighs and I feel her moist pussy and I am sure I could make her cum right here but patience is in order the night is young and many thrills are yet to be realized.

To be continued if you like it email me at letsbnoty@yahoo.com

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My Bisexual Life Chapter 2

Dario on Sex Stories

Chapter 2- Continuing saga of my true bisexual life at a very young age!!!!!!!!!!!!

My name is Gary. In chapter 1 I left off with Sarah, my cousin and her boyfriend Jim.

When I woke up, both Sarah and Jim were licking and kissing my nude body. It was a very nice way to wake up!!!!!!!!! Jim was sucking my cock and Sarah was kissing my face and lips. Her breathe still smelled like cum, which to this day I like very much.

Sarah then kissed down my belly to join Jim who was sucking my hard cock. They both kissed one another with my cock between them, a very erotic sight, their spit dripping down my shaft.

Jim had his body turned on the bed, his cock facing me, so hard and sexy looking. I opened my mouth and sucked on the head, tasting his pre

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cum.  Damn it was so fucking sweet!!! I turned more toward his body and tried to swallow the whole thing but he was much too long and I had very little expierence at sucking cock.

I ran my hand over his strong belly and chest, down his back to his ass and onto his hard thighs. I just couldn't get enough of touching him as I sucked his cock. I would take his cock and rub it all over my face and then lick his belly, suck his nipples then go back and suck his cock.

Sarah was laying there, watching us suck each other, as she masterbated. I could hear her cumming, hear her telling us how fucking nasty we were, sucking each others cocks.

Sarah then pulled us apart, had Jim lay flat on his back as she straddled his face, grinding her wet cunt, all over his mouth. She pulled me up to suck her beautiful tits, screaming at me to suck them hard, bite her nipples and spit all over them. Then she guided my head over Jim's cock and held it there while he face fucked me. 

I sucked him as deep as I could and Sarah kept forcing my head down to get him further in my mouth. The more I gagged the harder she pushed, till my spit was flowing out of my mouth, all over his balls and puddling on the bed sheets.

Sarah then pushed me away and sat on his cock, facing me, his cock deep in her cunt.  She pulled my head to her cock filled cunt and had me lick her cunt and his cock as he fucked her. This was so fucking awesome, his shaft tasted of her wet cunt and his cum, too!!

I could feel his hard cock shaft get harder with every thrust. Then it started to pulse and I knew he was cumming deep inside her. Sarah was cumming at the same time, her body so fucking tense. She was screaming as she came, her cunt clasping at Jim's cock. She finally laid back on his chest, his cock still in her and his hands running up and down her sweaty belly, to her tits and back down her beautiful body.

I reached for his cock and pulled it out of her. As I did this his cum flowed out, covering his ball with all that delicious cum. I sucked his cock in my mouth and cleaned their combined juices off it, then sucked as much as I could out of her cunt. My god did it taste good!!!! I savored every drop I could draw out of her!!!! 

Sarah moved off his body as I continued to suck his cum off his balls and legs. Sarah joined me, on her hands and knees, both of us fighting for the remainder of his cum. Then her and I kissed, swapping it back and forth, then sallowing what we had in our mouths.

I jumped up on the bed and shoved my cock into Sarah, doggy style, fucking her as hard and as fast as I could. As I did this, Jim crawled under her and licked my cock and her cunt. As I felt this, I came. I came hard!!!!!!!!! Sarah came again too and as she was cumming, she pushed my cock out. My cock ended in Jim's mouth as I continued to cum. I left it there and felt his mouth sucking all my cream out. I collapsed on the bed and watched as Sarah kissed Jim, again swapping cum, my cum, with him. WOWWW!!

After that, I would fuck Sarah anytime I wanted and even Jim and I would get together and suck each other at his house. He even told his younger brother Tom, who was 14 at the time, how well I sucked cock. I would suck Jim while Tom watched, then suck Tom while Jim watched. I loved it, even sucking them together, both their hard cocks in my mouth at the same time.

One time as I was sucking Jim, Tom was kneeling next to us, jacking off, when i asked him to tell me when he was cumming, so I could move back and watch him shoot his load on Jim's cock and balls.  That was so fucking hot!!! Tom cumming all over his brothers hard cock, balls and belly. Then I would lick and suck it up, making Jim cum too, in my mouth. Their cum combined, had the best fucking flavor. Then I would lick their bodies clean, not missing an inch.

Tom liked me to lick his ass too. I loved grabbing his strong ass cheeks, spreading them so I could jam my tongue into his ass hole. Then I would finger his ass as I laid under him, sucking his cock till he filled my mouth with his hot cum. His hot cock stayed hard and I just kept sucking it till I couldn't suck any more.

I took Tom to Sarah's one day and he got his first fuck with a girl. He fucked the hell out of her. I got to suck his cum out of her each time he planted a load in her. I even sucked his ass as he fucked her. I ate her cunt as Tom fucked her ass, sucked his balls as he fucked her ass, too. Cleaned his cock and her ass after he shot his load in it. There is nothing I wouldn't do, to give everyone I came in contact, with a good fucking time. 

I still remember as if it yesterday, Sarah's, Jim's and Tom's beautiful bodies. The hours and days and months and even years that I could hold them, suck and fuck them. Sometimes today, I look at young boys at the local pools and see Jim and Tom, their strong, smooth, tanned, muscular bodies and remember the times we had.

To be continued,

Dario

The Patriotic Wife Part 2

Storyman-xxx on Sex Stories

These stories are written from my heart and are what I fantasize about.  I like hearing from like-minded individuals especially women who enjoy my thoughts.

Storyman000@yahoo.com

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His wife the patriot

 Chapter 2 of 5                                 6/22/05

 

It had been a week since Jack had went back to Iraq to fight with his unit.  Ruth missed him very much but found comfort and purpose in visiting the soldiers recovering in the local VA hospital.  The soldiers were happy to see her and several now had envelopes with her pictures in them stuffed under their pillows.

It was just another day for Ruth as she showered and readied herself for her visit to the VA.  Standing naked, she admired herself in the mirror and went to get the camera to take another picture to send to Jack.  She sits the tripod and camera at the end of the bed, programmed to take a picture every 2 minutes.  Finding her long dildo, the first picture is taken of her with the dildo to her lips.  The second is of her on her back with it at the entrance to her pussy.  The third is of her with it about half inserted and the fourth is of her with it completely pushed in to the max.

Laying there with the dildo shoved completely inside to its balls it is further inside than ever before.  This causes a wave of orgasms to begin for the camera as she forgets it is still on.  Several orgasms later she sees the camera flash and realizes that Jack will receive quite the picture show as she fucks herself roughly with the dildo.

She arrives at the VA to see the doctor working on David and goes to the opposite side of his bed to comfort him.  When told to leave David looks to the doctor and says, “She’s my girl friend and will be taking care of me when I am released.”  The doctor drops the demand and tells them, “It looks as though you will be taking care of him at home tomorrow afternoon.  He won’t be using these arms for quite a while but he will be a lot happier at home.”

This causes them both to smile knowing what each other is thinking.  When the doctor leaves, Ruth leans in to hug him, giving him plenty of time to see inside her blouse.  As they sit and talk David tells her, “One of the guys said you jacked me off last night while I was sleeping.”  Ruth stands and smiles saying, “You must have been dreaming.  I wouldn’t do that.”  With a great big grin on her face she lifts the front of her skirt just enough to show him her shaved pussy and then turns to visit the rest of the room.

The guys are all concerned that she will not visit them anymore if David leaves and she reassures them that she will. 

Gathering her courage, Ruth goes to the ward with the older, 1 arm, black man and enters to find him sleeping.  Walking about the room she talks with the other young men who all seem to find her stimulating.  Several of the young men ask for pictures and she tells them that she will bring them later.  She quietly approaches the one armed black man and stands staring at him before laying her hand lightly upon his cock.  Even through the sheets she can tell it is large and extremely hard.

At home Ruth prepares the house for David and writes Jack a letter enclosing the new photos from that morning.  In her excited condition she literally has mail sex with Jack while writing.

The evening arrives and Ruth finds herself in the VA ward, as usual, just at closing time.  Walking into the end ward the one armed black man looks her over head to toe and starts to say something.  Ruth is standing in the middle of the room with her hands on her hips looking at him as he jabbers on, not listening. She raises her skirt and slightly bends forward, while reaching behind her, grabbing her own ass with both hands.  The young men behind her watch as she parts her legs and begins to touch herself. 

It ends as suddenly as it started with her standing back up and turning a circle holding her skirt up with both hands.  Smiling and walking to the black man she says, “You talk too much.”  When she reaches his bedside, his hand runs up her leg and under her skirt, touching her pussy.  Not saying a word he strokes her lips with one finger while staring her in the eye.  After what seemed like forever Ruth hoarsely says, “You are much better when you are quiet.”

Grinning now his finger finds the entrance causing her to part her legs.  Lightly his finger strokes her while occasionally entering her.  Ruth opens her eyes and lays her hand on his saying, “You seem to be getting much better.”  His only reply is, “I sure would like some more of your pictures.”  Putting his hand back onto his own chest Ruth smiles and responds, “I have some new ones I’ll bring by.” 

Back out in the hall Ruth stops to pull herself together before going to David’s room.  An orderly comes to her and smiles, telling her, “The men sure are enjoying you.  I have never seen a group of guys happier in this place.”  Staring back at this man, Ruth can see that he is being honest but she is somewhat surprised by his size.  Ruth knows she is tall, especially with heels, but this man is about 6’ 8”, 300 lbs, around 25 years old and black as night.

Smiling up at him she responds, “I’m just trying to do my part.”  Leaning down towards her he says in a low voice, “If you can get me some pictures, I’ll set it up so that you can visit after hours.”  He stands back up and Ruth feels small as she replies, “That would be nice.  I’ll be back after while.”

He tells her where to meet him later and smiles as he walks away.  Ruth feels like running at this point but continues to David’s room.  David is awake and happy to see her as she hugs him tightly.  Looking at her and smiling David says playfully, “Sit down here.  You look great.  In fact you look so great that I really need to be pointed in the other direction if you get my drift.”  They laugh and she sits on the bed side and reaches under and straightens his cock saying, “When you get home I sure hope that you can keep your cock somewhere out of trouble.”  They continue to laugh, each thinking about what was just said. 

Ruth’s nipples strain at her blouse and David notices saying, “God, I just love the way you are so comfortable showing off yourself.”   Looking to herself she places her hand on his chest and replies, “Wait until you see what I like to wear around the house.”  David’s eyes are full of lust at this comment and he responds, “You know I can hardly wait.  I have been hearing about your pictures but obviously can’t even look at them.”  Ruth turns a little more towards him showing him her pussy before saying, “I’m just glad you are getting better and going home.  I’ll be back in a little bit and bring you the latest pictures.”

She kisses his check and stands, seeing the desire in his eyes she leans back down, whispering to him, “Jack told me to take good care of you.  Don’t worry.”  This makes him smile and she turns to leave but not before talking to some of the other young men.

Smiling at the orderly as she leaves, Ruth heads home to print more pictures.  Printing several sets of pictures, Ruth now realizes that she has quite the picture gallery.  She decides to include her newest picture set also and heads back to the VA.

In the parking garage, Ruth waits nervously at the location told her by the orderly.  Eventually he walks towards her but this does not seem to calm her at all.  This man is a mountain next to her and he walks right up smiling and says, “I’m glad you came back.”  Ruth hands him the envelope and he smiles saying, “I’m sure I’ll enjoy these later.  Follow me and I’ll show you the back way in.” 

As they walk up the stairs Ruth follows this mountain as he talks to her about some of what he has seen her do and some of what the others have said.  When they get to the correct floor he turns to her and says plainly, “Everybody seems to be cool with this but try and be as discreet as possible when others are around.”  He did not even try and touch her or ask for any favors but just opens the door for her letting her inside.  This surprises Ruth who now sees this man as a real friend to these young soldiers.  In the hall Ruth smiles at the orderly and says quietly, “You seem to really like your job and these men.  Thank you!” 

The orderly smiles and walks away, leaving Ruth standing in the hall.  Quietly she enters the first ward and all of the men are sleeping.  When she exits the ward an orderly sees her and smiles as she walks towards the next ward.  Inside the lights are out but she knows this is the ward with the one arm black man who has given her quite the time.

Walking to his bed he is quiet and she lays her hand on his hand before reaching to his crotch.  She feels his hard cock and looks back to his face but he does not move.  She lays his envelope of the newest pictures on the other side of him before slowly pulling the sheet down until she sees the head of his cock.  He has not moved yet and Ruth pulls the sheets down past his crotch to allow her the best view in this light.  He moves slightly spreading his legs open just right to allow her to see his balls.  Not looking to his face anymore Ruth gently takes his black cock in her hand and strokes it slowly.  Her face is close as she looks at the first set of black balls she has ever seen.  Lust gets the better of her and she licks at the base of his cock. 

Standing his cock straight up she marvels at its length and color.  Just inches from her face, is her first black cock and she can smell its sexual scent.  Ruth moves closer brushing his cock across her face and lips.  Lost in her own lust, her tongue works its way to the tip and she lets go with her hand as her mouth begins to work its way down over his cock.  Slowly, she slides down until it touches the entrance to her throat before working her way back up.  It seems to be straining against her, trying to point towards his stomach and she lets her head fall slowly towards his stomach to ease this tension.

Lying still, the black man can only see the back of her head now as she begins to take his length back into her mouth.  Lost in the moment and dedicated to her work, Ruth pushes on until she feels her throat around his cock.  Controlling her breathing, Ruth keeps working at this until she opens her eyes to see his balls touching her lips. 

Pride in her work has brought this cock down her throat and she had not noticed that she had worked herself around to where she was almost lying on top of him to get the angle she needed.  Her left foot was still on the floor but her right knee was on the bed next to his chest with a hand on either side of him.

He could smell her scent and see her ass in the dim light as he enjoyed the feeling of her throat.  Gently, with his only arm, he runs his hand over her bare ass so lightly that she does not even notice.  Her whole body moves with her throat as she rocks back and forth fucking this cock into her throat. 

His hand rests on her ass until she takes his cock all of the way down her throat mashing her nose into his balls.  He uses this time to run his hand over her bare pussy and he parts her lips, expertly finding her clitoris.  Ruth does not notice and tries desperately to please this hard cock.  His fingers are soaked with her juices and he marvels at how excited this woman is.   One finger at a time disappears into her pussy until she begins to instinctively buck back against his hand.  Relaxed and wet his hand slips inside causing her to suddenly notice that she has been caught.

Pulling back off of his cock pushes his fist deeper.  Pulling away from his fist forces his cock into her throat deeper.  She is caught in the naughtiest of all traps and knows that there is only one way out.

She begins to move back and forth faster but this only shows the old black man what it takes to make her move faster and he begins to push her with his fist.  He pushes forward slowly until her nose touches his balls and then says, “I knew you are one hot bitch.” He backs off to let her breath and pushes again telling her, “I know you like my black cock.  Now I want you to try my black cum.”

He backs off letting her relax only for a second and begins to fuck her with his fist until she nearly collapses from her own orgasm, forcing his fist from her pussy.  She does not pull her mouth from him but continues to suck on only the head of his cock as she strokes him with her hand.  Suddenly, he tightens giving her what she has worked so hard for, swallowing only after she made sure to taste all of this mans seed.

Suckling on him until he began to soften, Ruth stands and covers him back up saying, “I hope you get better soon.  You have a great cock and I laid your pictures next to you.”  She kisses his forehead before pulling her skirt back down and turning to leave.

In the hall the big black orderly sees her exit the room and approaches her saying with a smile, “Let me show you the bathroom.  That was quite the show you put on.  You’ve given that man every reason to live now.”  Ruth smiles but is still too dazed to respond.  After cleaning herself up, she sees the big orderly and walks to where he sits.  Smiling she tells him, “Thank you, I kind of lost control in there.”  The big man just smiles to her saying, “My names Roger and I’m just glad I could help.”  Ruth touches his shoulder gently as she walks past him to David’s ward.

Inside it is dark and she walks to David’s bed still a little blind.  There, she sees him sleeping and leans down to kiss his cheek.  Disappointed that he is asleep she looks to the clock and sees that it is already 12:30.  Stopping to think she realizes that she must have sucked on that cock for well over an hour and turns to leave knowing that tomorrow David will be coming home.

In her skirt and high heels she struts up to the orderly’s sitting in the hall suddenly and catches them with her photos spread out on the desk.  The guys kind of freak, trying to hide the material but give up quickly when it is obvious.  “I see you like the pictures.”  Ruth says with a smile.  Roger apologizes and offers to walk her out.  Ruth figures him to try and fuck her at the car but is surprised when all he talks about is another young soldier that has lost the use of a lot of his body and wants to die. 

While going down the stairs, he leads while she follows, listening to this story.  Then he tells her, “He was trying to rescue a buddy that was shot by a sniper and ended up getting shot himself.  His buddy ended up dying anyway and I think that is what has just pushed him over the edge.”  Ruth stops as she hears this and covers her mouth almost crying.  Her escort stops and looks up to her and she says, “Please show me who he is.  I would really like to talk to him sometime.”  She turns and starts back up the stairs with him behind her and glances back to see that he is staring up her skirt.  This only causes her to shake her ass a little more and maybe even lean forward a little.

From the door to the ward, the orderly quietly leads her to this young soldier’s bedside and they stand next to him in quiet.  It is obvious to her that he is in bad shape just from all of the equipment around him.  Ruth takes Rogers hand and leads him from the room.

It is a quiet walk to the car as they both are obviously thinking of this poor young hero in need of reasons to live.  As Ruth sits down into her car her skirt rides up showing the big black orderly her smooth pussy.  Ruth makes no move to cover herself and looks up to Roger and says plainly, “I will make sure to go out of my way to give this guy something to look forward to.” 

Her big black orderly stares openly at her pussy and declares, “I just know you will.”

Dedicated to a drop dead gorgeous woman whom which I can only dream of having as my own.

The Story Man

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Absolute Crap

Bensid on Teen Stories

"I was a thirteen year old girl, and the world of sex was strange to me, yet little did I know, I would soon be raped by three twenty year old gangsters and my stepfather at the same time."

"When I, a sixteen year old blonde with unusually large breasts, got a part time job babysitting, I had no idea it would be so much fun"

"okay so i went to this party and i was fourteen and i went to a party and i was feling horny and i met a guy and his dick was 12 inches and he said hi to me and we got on the cauch and i said do you want a blowjob and he said yea but first i want to fuk u in the ass so he did and it was fun and then he cum up my ass and i like it and i realise everyyone was staring an

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d i don't care"

"How I Became A Teenage Crack Whore"

"My name is Cindi, I'm 16, and although I didn't have any feelings for him, I seduced my stepfather for his birthday"

"Alone on the Farm"

"I am a geek, and I just had sex with a hot cheerleader"

"I'm a gay teen and I have five-way gay sex every day in school with my two gay friends, pet dog and horny stepfather"

"When Julia spent the night in a haunted house, she had no idea how many people would try to seduce her. Nor did she expect so many 1970s porno films. Or the waterbed. Or the cheap music and flourescent lights. Cum to think of it, this wasn't a haunted house at all...

...did you catch my pun"

"Two elephants are in a bathtub, and one says 'pass the soap', and the other says 'no soap radio'. Then they have sex with a 13 year old slut, an 18 year old virgin, and their stepfather"

Cassie and John cont'd - Chinese Food

Jujdredd on Sex Stories

Cassie called the restaurant and ordered their dinner, the delivery boy was young probably about 20 or 22 years old and he loved to deliver to them because John always was an excellent tipper.

Cassie hung up the phone and went into the bedroom where John was reading a book, she was wearing a tank top and boy shorts and her ass looked really great in them, she went to the closet to get her robe, since the tank was a little see through.

John saw her grab the robe, "What are you doing, babe?" He asked.

"Putting on my robe, this outfit is a little skimpy don’t you think?" She replied.

"I think you look great honey, you don’t need the robe."

"John, I just ordered Chinese, they will be here in about

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twenty minutes."

"I know."

Cassie looked him in the eye, "Okaaaaay." Then she put the robe back up, this was a little interesting she thought. "So you want me to answer the door like this?"

"Sure." John answered with a devilish grin.

Cassie got the hint finally and decided to run with it, just to see what would happen.

A few minutes later there was a knock on the door, Cassie got up from the bed and walked out of the room, pulling the door almost completely shut as she left. As she walked through the dining room on her way to the front door she yelled, "Coming…" She stopped and placed her purse on the floor, just for effect she thought. She opened the front door.

"I have a delivery for you." Said the delivery boy, Cassie noticed him look her over from head to toe, the anticipation had made her nipples hard, and her top was see through any way.

"Great," she said, "could you just bring it in and set it on the counter there while I get your money?"

"Sure." Answered the delivery boy as he stepped in through the door.

Cassie went to her purse and bent over at the waist to pick it up making sure that the delivery boy had a nice view of her ass in the high cut boy shorts she was wearing. Meanwhile, John had moved from the bed to the door of the room and was peeking through the crack.

Cassie counted the money in her purse and realized it was not enough, "Have a seat on the couch while I go get the rest of the money."

"Yes, ma’am." The boy replied, and did as he was told.

Cassie had a desperate desire to seduce this young man while John watched from the bedroom, it was a first for her but the prospect of it was exciting nonetheless. She went into the bedroom to get the rest of the money. John saw her coming and moved away from the door. She walked in and shrugged her shoulders at John who simply nodded his ascent.

Cassie got the rest of the money and went back into the living room with a partial plan of what was going to happen next.

"What’s your name?" She asked as she walked into the living room.

"Umm, Mike, ma’am." He answered and got up.

Cassie was standing in front of him and she asked, "Does Mikey ‘like it’?" You know from the Life cereal commercials.

The boy grins and she pushed him back down softly, "Mikey likes everything, if it’s ok ma’am."

"No, it is not ok, it is just what I’d hoped for!" She looked down and noticed he was starting to bulge.

"Are you happy to see me, or is that how you greet every one you meet?" The boy got even more embarrassed.

"Don’t be embarrassed, I just wanted you to know how happy it makes me! So what do we do about this, hmmm?" She asked.

The boy was unable to respond verbally, Cassie realized this was going to be all up to her, and she was not passing this up for anything. She knew she should probably be nervous too, it has been almost 10 years since she was 18, but it’s all for fun so who gives a shit what happens.

She leans over and starts to stroke the boy’s leg, "Can I sit down?"

The boy nodded, "Yes." Cassie sat down close enough to hear the rapid breathing he was trying to control.

"May I touch you, I am very interested in, um, how excited you are?" She asked.

Again the boy nodded yes, she moved her hands up his thighs and began to rub along the length of his rigid manhood. The boy put his arm around her shoulder and began to caress her breast through her shirt. Cassie was getting very excited and started to feel the juices flow between her legs.

"I am so turned on by you right now that I could explode, I want you to fuck me hard!" Cassie blurted out.

Mikey got up and dropped his pants, then ripped her boy shorts down. Mike pushed her back against the couch, and climbed on top of her. Cassie grabbed his hard uncircumcised cock and guided it to her dripping wet opening. She saw from the corner of her eye that John had moved into a better position, she placed her heels against the boys butt cheeks and pulled him into her.

"God you are so big!" She cried out, and cast a wink John’s way. This excited the boy tremendously and he started to plunge into her with a fury.

"You like it?" He asked.

"Yesssss!" Cassie cried out.

He was plunging into her deeply and pulling on her shoulders now to get more depth, he put one of her legs over her shoulder and was going harder and faster than Cassie had been used to for some time. She turned over into a doggy style position and he lined up and spread her cheeks, then he slid his long hard cock into her slippery hot pussy she thrust against it as hard as she could. As he thrust into her she could feel his balls slapping against her clit in this position and with each slap she moaned her pleasure. She reached under her and grabbed him by the scrotum and massaged it gently, then she began to rub her tingling clit furiously, she felt the orgasm welling inside her and could feel the boy swelling as well.

He was so big it hurt, but she was so excited knowing that John was watching, and she could see him occasionally stroking himself. This so turned her on that she could not control herself, she was so into it and decided to really blow the doors off.

"Fuck me Mikey!" She ordered. She was getting close to an orgasm, and now the boy picked her up he held her legs spread in front of her and continued to fuck her hard, his length made even this position possible, and it was a completely new experience for Cassie. This position placed the head of his cock right on her G-Spot and she exploded hard and long leaving her cum dripping down the length of Mikey’s painfully hard love shaft.

Never in her life had she experienced such an orgasm, and she was seeing stars, she felt him through the daze as he tensed and started to throb deep in her vagina. Then she felt the hot juice spew and spew from his cock deep into her dripping wet pussy.

He sat her down with a satisfied grin, Cassie was just astounded, and she got up and went to get a towel to clean them up.

"How much is the dinner?" She asked.

"I got this, that was payment enough." She smiled, he dressed and walked to the door, he turned and said, "If you are ever in need, remember to order extra egg rolls." He walked out of the door as satisfied as he’d ever been.

Cassie, legs still weak, walked over to where John sat hidden, "Well, how was that?" She asked.

John took only one second to respond, "That was fabulous my dear!"

He stood and took her hand and led her into the shower, he lovingly cleaned every inch of her smooth, silky body. Then he gets out and dries her off . They go into the bedroom, he lays her down on the bed and began to caress the soft skin of her legs, his hands continue to wander up, until her reaches her pubic mound, and then he slides his fingers between her thighs. He spreads her legs and moves up until he can kiss her clit, it is still throbbing from her recent orgasm, so she jerks as he touches her, but the relaxes. John spreads her pussy lips and uncovers her clit and begins to lightly lick it, Cassie experiences waves of pleasure, and John is harder than he has been in a while he moves up and slides the head of his rock solid penis into her.

Her pussy is feverishly hot, and he begins to pump into very fast, rabbit like, still turned on and even more so from the image of John stroking himself calmly while she seduced another man Cassie explodes with nearly the same intensity she had experienced a few minutes ago. John was unable to hold out and was soon ejaculating into her.

They kissed passionately and lay next to each other, spent and in love they were soon asleep, John thought as he faded, "Another fantasy fulfilled, with many more to come…"

She Needed More Than One...

ilovepussy on Group Stories

We’d gone down to a local restaurant and we’re just sitting in the bar, having a drink and relaxing. Chatting with each other about what happened that day, who’d done something crazy and how things were in general, I kept looking at her.

I’d always had a hard time not just looking at her. It seemed like I could look at her forever, just taking in the sights, so to speak. Her body was, to my mind perfect. Lush, yet petite. Long legs, perfect and encased in nylon hose. I could see the tops of them where her short skirt was hiked up, exposing her upper thighs and hiding the rest in shadow. As she crossed and uncrossed her legs I was thinking “This is the most desirable woman I’ve ever known.”

She’s only about 5’5â€

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 but it seems like her legs are at least half of her. Slender and perfectly shaped, they ended in the most perfect ass I’ve encountered. Round but firm and inviting; the flesh taut and smooth. Her belly was slim with no excess, about 23” around. I had always loved looking at her back, slender and perfect with beautiful flanks atop her ass. 

As she sat there on the stool, leaning on the bar and chatting with me I noticed how her breasts stretched the thin material encasing her torso, thinking it was remarkable that such a slender woman had such full breasts. Not huge, but a firm C cup with no sag and exquisitely beautiful nipples. And with that firm bounce when she walked that can’t possibly be described as jiggle. They would have looked small on a larger woman, but being only a size 2, they looked large on her small frame.

She, of course, noticed me looking at her. She’d gotten used to it by now and wasn’t self-conscious about it any more. She knew what a visual delight she was to me. Smiling sweetly, she swung around on the bar stool and faced me, still talking and acting completely unaware of what was going on. As she swung around, she provocatively opened her legs a bit and followed my eyes with hers as she observed me looking directly at where the slit in her skirt had opened. A smile passed between us as we kept chatting about trivia.

Apparently, the overtness of her sexuality had not gone unnoticed. She occasionally glanced around the room. Following her eyes I noticed several men that were enraptured by her. I can’t blame them. She looked directly at me, smiled just a bit and said, in a low tone, “Should we do something a bit nasty tonight?” I found myself nodding my head unconsciously, still fixated on looking at her. “Why don’t we have a third tonight?” she said. “More to play with, no?” At this point I grinned broadly, unable to contain myself. You see, I knew how she loved sex; how she craved men. I also knew how she loved me and wasn't really looking for someone to take my place. She just occasionally liked something a bit more; a bit different. 

Knowing I was in agreement with her, she slowly turned around and surveyed the room, looking at the mirror behind the bar. Her eyes came to rest on one man among the many that were gazing at her with lust. Though not self-involved, she knew the power of her sexuality. She smiled at him, through the mirror. He instantly knew the smile was for him. His attention to the conversation he was involved in was fractured. It was fun watching him trying to maintain his composure with his friends. I knew what she wanted; she knew as well. He wasn’t sure but was hopeful. She then turned around and continued talking with me, occasionally glancing his way, smiling sweetly, running her hands through her long auburn hair. 

He looked like he was about to explode as he tried to maintain his cool. At this point, we’d finished our drinks and paid the bill, deciding it was time to leave. So we got up off our stools and started heading for the door. Our path would take us right by his table. She lead, walking slowly in her 4” heels, slipping through the crowd. As she reached his table she smiled at him and casually ran her hand along his shoulder and walked on. Reaching the door, she turned once more, smiled and passed through. We stopped out front, at the entrance to the restaurant: just two people in conversation. She knew it wouldn’t be long. About 30 seconds later, he came through the door and started to speak. She put her finger to his lips to quiet him, telling him, “You don’t really need to speak; we don’t care what your name is.” She told him to get in his car and follow us. He nodded affirmatively, completely in her control. 

At this we got in our respective cars and left. It was just a short drive back to our place and he was right behind us. While driving, I asked her, “What do you want tonight?” “Two men,” she said. “Two men, two cocks….I want you both at once, you and him.” I merely nodded. No words were really necessary. I knew what she was like when she got wound up, craving cock. It was like manna from heaven for her and she needed a good portion to calm her cravings.

“Do you like how he looks?” she asked. I told her, “Yes, he’s a nice looking guy.” “I think so, too. I want him.” she playfully said as we rode along. We’d talked about this kind of thing before but had never done anything about it. Just talk. But I could see she was interested and was made lusty by the idea. She had already snaked her hand inside her skirt and was absentmindedly rubbing herself as she looked at me and just smiled.

We arrived at our house, parked the car and walked inside, leaving the front door open. He entered a moment later with an expectant look on his face. “Welcome to our place,” she said. “Care for a drink?” He said, “Yes, I would” and she turned to go fix us each a drink. Returning, she placed the drinks on the table, took a sip of hers and kicked her shoes off, smiling at us both. “You both want this, don’t you,” she said, as she undid the waistband of her skirt, letting the thin material slip down her thighs and drop to the floor. Standing there, in her hose and a thong, she slowly turned around and simultaneously pulled her top off, the fabric catching on and then releasing her breasts. She wore no bra; breasts as shapely and firm as hers needed none. The look on her face was priceless. Taunting, shameless and filled with lust. She just stood there, slowly licking her lips, inviting and challenging at the same time.

Choosing to sit, she walked across the room and sat in a chair, directly facing us and running her hands across her body. She then cupped her breasts and shuddered with the feeling, knowing she was being watched as she did this. Taking each nipple between the thumb and first finger of each hand, she delicately but firmly pulled on them, sighing with the feeling, enjoying their engorgement. They grew perceptibly and became firm and jutting. I ran a mental picture of a time she came from just this treatment with my own hands.

Looking at us, she said, “Are you going to just sit there? Watching? I want to see you. I want flesh.” At this, the trance was broken and we both moved toward her, craving contact with that lovely, aroused woman. We moved to in front of her and she started running her hands across both of us, finally gripping each of us firmly through the fabric of our pants. I could tell she was excited. Sitting there with each hand cupping each of our cocks, squeezing firmly but gently, she couldn’t have been happier: a double handful of man meat. She was definitely in her element. 

She then removed her hands and slipped her thumbs under the waistband of her thong, quickly pulling it down over her legs and flinging it to the floor. Still sitting, she parted her legs, wet one finger with her mouth and began pleasuring herself, moving about as she did so. At this point, he and I stripped, dropping our clothing on the floor. We were both already engorged, wanting her. 

Seeing the state of our arousal, she reached forward and grasped his cock. It was hard, nicely shaped and good sized, about the same as mine. Just for a moment I thought, “this’ll be fine. She loves a thick cock that fills her mouth.” She pulled him forward, toward her mouth and then just took the whole thing, all at once, down her throat. He gasped in pleasure, his whole cock completely captured by her mouth and throat. She cupped his balls with the other hand, gently squeezing and pulling on them as she started to suck on his cock, quite slowly at first, just sliding it in and out of her mouth, all the while holding him tightly with her lips and working her tongue along the shaft as she sucked. Having been in that place many times, I knew how he felt. She was unbelievably talented with her mouth. It wasn’t just her technique; it was her attitude. She simply loved sucking cock. As she continued to milk it I got down on my knees and spreading her legs, planted my mouth on her sex. She was already wet, her juices were dripping down her thighs she wanted it so much. At the moment I inserted my tongue, licking her lips and sucking on her clit, she moaned; small sounds escaping her mouth from around the cock she was literally consuming like there was no tomorrow. It wasn’t but a few seconds before she was overcome by her orgasm. Her legs clamped around my head, her body shuddered and she came to a complete stop, her mouth filled with cock, moaning with her pleasure, wracked by the intensity of her climax. She went from peak to peak and then finally fell back, reclining against the back of the chair, exhausted and happy. I knew she wanted more though……..she always wanted more.

Recovering, she finally looked at us standing there, each of us masturbating slowly while we gazed at her. She smiled, brushed her hands against us both and kissed both our cocks. Leaning forward she brought us together, holding our cocks together with one hand while she licked them and sucked on each head in turn. “I want you both”, she said. “I want you both at the same time…….in me.” We didn’t need a lot of encouragement. At this, she pulled him down to the floor and quickly mounted him, taking the entire length of his cock easily, already sopping wet and ready. She kneeled there, slowly fucking him, her breasts hanging in his face, heavy and aroused. Her eyes were closed and she was off in a dream world. Finally coming out of it, she opened her eyes and turned to me, inviting me. I made a quick exit, grapped some lube and came back to the rutting before me. It wasn’t lovemaking, it was just carnal rutting; two bodies joined in lust. I got down on my knees in front of her face and she took my cock into her mouth, giving me the same treatment she’d given him before. Sucking and milking me, taking my cock down her throat while she simulataneously was taking another in her cunt. Then she took the lube, removed her mouth from my cock and greased me up. She looked at me and said, “Fuck me in the ass, please.” But I already knew what she wanted. Moving around behind her I kissed her puckered ass and she moaned with pleasure. I ran my tongue over her and moved down to suck on her lips as they clasped his cock. Her pleasure increased. 

Needing her badly now, I pressed my cockhead against her, slowly pushing inside her, filling her. She moaned, louder now. Pausing a bit for her to open up, I just held in that position while she rose and fell, grinding down on the cock below her. She wanted to be completely filled. As I felt her relax and open, I slid further in, going slowly. She accomodated me immediately, welcoming the thickness of my cock in her ass. Now she was ready. Ready to be used, ready to be taken by two cocks and to be fucked hard. I started giving her long slow strokes. He was doing the same. We found our timing and both plunged into her, filling her completely with cock as we all three maintained our rhythm, each wanting the release of orgasm. Her lust captured us both and we plowed into her, fucking like there was nothing else on earth. And truly, at that moment, there wasn’t. There was only this one woman, deep in her lust, craving as much cock as she could take, screaming out her primal pleasure. Her voice rose to a louder tone and her words became unintelligible, animalistic as she sought for and found her next orgasm. Literally shaking with the pleasure of it, she came again, her juices flooding the floor under her, her chest heaving, her cunt and her ass clamping around us, clawing for breath. “Yessssssss…..fuck meeee…..harder”, she moaned. “Don’t stop, don’t ever stop. Yes, yes, yes………” And finally she went limp, completely drained by the orgasm that had been wrenched from her.


We both slowed and then stopped, still inside her. She then opened her eyes and with a look of pure lust said, “I want cum………now. Cum on me…….I want to taste you both. Still engorged with lust, we quickly got up. She grabbed both engorged cocks and began milking them and sucking them hungrily. She jacked each of us firmly, wanting cum. Sucking one and jacking another, she held us both, one in her mouth and the other pressed against her cheek. We were just at the edge. She sensed it and plunged ahead. He was quicker. She could sense that his climax would be sooner. He become harder, his cock now being an angry red color. She sucked it, taking it all the way down her throat, wanting to have him cum in her mouth so she could taste and swallow his entire load. He jerked, cumming powerfully, the jets of hot cum erupting in her mouth. Not able to swallow it all, some escaped from her mouth and she withdrew his cock, taking the rest of his load on her face. Looking at her, sitting there with an engorged cock in her hand and cum running out of her lips and down her face was too much for me. I quickly took his place and she began to suck voraciously on me, imploring me to cum for her. It started: that point from which there is no return. I could feel it starting in the base of my spine. I got harder and she felt it, knew it was coming. Still jacking me, she held her mouth directly in front of me, open, tongue out, waiting and wanting, lust and joy in her eyes. My first eruption came and the hot cum covered her tongue. She quickly swallowed, hungry for more. Jet after jet shot out, covering her lips and face. She’d always loved that I was a heavy cummer. She wilted again, sinking down in another orgasm. Completely sated at last, her face pressed against both our cocks, bathed in cum.

The Beginning Education of the Neighbor Boy

BigTWalker on Sex Stories

Leila shuddered from the relief of her orgasm and slumped back into her bed.  The vibrator, still wet from between her legs, rested in her hand and she sighed in relaxation.  She lay there on the bed, her long tanned body naked on the silver silk sheets and thought about how unbelievably frustrated she was.
It had been almost two months now, since Brad, her ex-boyfriend had cheated on her.  It was a bad split, since they had been together for three years.  She was 21 now and it was the first time since she left home that she had not had a man around.  They had never really been the best couple, but their sex life was incredible.  It was really the only reason that their relationship had lasted as long as it did, the sex.  And now, she was as sexually frustrated as
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a woman could get.

Leila stood and walked into the bathroom.  She noticed herself in the large mirror.  Her tanned skin was largely due to her dad's Hawaiian ancestry, but her mom's French side had made her exquisitely exotic and beautiful.  She trailed her finger down her neck between her full breasts, she was tall 5'8", but very athletic.  She wished she had more curves, being only 120 lbs, she thought.  Her breasts were too big, a 36C, she thought for her body, and sometimes they attracted too much attention from men.  She ran a quick finger through her long light brown hair, she really liked the blonde highlights that she had put in the other day.  The contrasting colors of her light hair and her tanned body was a great look she thought.  Well, she thought, I might as well not waste the entire day.  A morning lounging at her apartment complex's swimming pool would be a great way to start the day off.

Leila had just finished her last semester in college and now that the summer was here, she wanted nothing more than to relax and enjoy herself before she started to look for a job.

The apartment complex was huge with 25 separate buildings full of apartments and the swimming pool was always busy with people.  But now that it was the summer, many of the high school kids were out of school and they were always there.  Normally, she did not enjoy the attention that all the teenage boys gave her when she was there.  It was pretty obvious what they were thinking as she sunbathed next to the pool.  Any hormone-filled teenage would be crazy not to notice her, she was by far the sexiest woman that ever came to the pool and it was not a coincidence that the number of boys at the pool always grew when she was there.

She walked out of the clubhouse that led to the pool and was thankful that there weren't too many people there yet this morning.  A mom was there in the pool splashing with her little girl and another older gentleman was sunning himself by the clubhouse door.  She could feel his eyes following her white skirt as it swayed while she walked to the other end of the pool.  She put her towel down on the hot lounge chair and she pulled the little bright green tank top over her head and set it down.  She slid the little white skirt down her long legs and put it next to the tank top.  She looked over to the corner of the pool and she noticed a young boy staring intently at her.  He had stopped in his tracks as he was walking to another chair and she quickly noticed that he had stopped to watch her take her clothes off.  He quickly began walking again, but stumbled as he did almost falling.  Leila smiled a small smile as she sat down and began to put suntan lotion on. 

As she was rubbing the lotion on, she looked out of the corner of her eye at the boy.  She had not noticed him around before, but as he took off his shirt, she did now.  He was a little taller than she was, but he had the body of an athlete.  He was muscular and toned, but still wasn't quite matured yet.  She noticed that she was rubbing the lotion in the same spot as she watched him and quickly moved on.  God, I'm way too horny, she thought with a sigh and laid back onto the chair. 

Leila drifted into a half sleep as she enjoyed the sunshine of the day.  She was a little startled by the quiet voice as she opened her eyes. 
"Uhhh, hi."  The boy said his voice a little shaky.  "Your shirt blew into the pool, I got it for you."  He said holding up the dripping wet tank top.
"Oh, no."  Leila said reaching up for the shirt and wringing the water out of it.  "Thank you so much, I wouldn't even had noticed it if it wasn't for you."  She said smiling up at the boy.
"I'm Leila."  She said extending a hand.
"I'm Matt."  The boy said taking her hand.
"I haven't seen you around here before, Matt, did you just move here?"
"No, we've lived here a, like, a year now.  I don't have much free time, I play baseball for my high school team and I work part-time on the weekends for my dad." 
"Well, it's nice to know that there's a gentleman around when you need him."  Leila said smiling and giving him a quick wink.
Matt just stood there and smiled back shyly.
"You don't have to sit over there by yourself, why don't you join me?"  Leila said gesturing to the chair next to her.
"Okay."  Matt said sitting down quickly.
"Don't you want to get your stuff?"  Leila laughed.
"Uhhh.  No, that's all right."  Matt said blushing.
"So you're in high school?  Leila asked as she lay back down on her chair.
"Yeah, going to be a junior next year."
"Really?"  Leila said surprising herself.  "You look older."
"I'm 16."
"So if you're so busy, when do you find the time for girls?"  Leila asked wondering to herself why she asked the question.
"I don't, really."  Matt said looking down at his chest.
"Well, I find that hard to believe, you're a good looking guy, I would think you would have girls falling all over you."  Leila said waiting for him to look at her and then she smiled.  He responded with a shy smile.
"I have trouble talking to girls."  He said quietly.
"It's easy, you just have to be yourself."  Leila said
"Yeah, but it's not that easy." 
"Well, you're talking to me, right?"  She said laughing.
"It's different though."  Matt said
"Why?"
"You're...you're out of my league."  He said hurriedly.
"Don't sell yourself short.  You gotta have confidence.  That's what girls your age like." 
"It's just hard, you know.  If you haven't..."  His voice trailed off.
"Haven't what?"
"You know." 
"Ahhh."  Leila said with a smile on her face.
"Well, trust me, Matt.  You're a cute, sexy guy, who is also nice.  That's a great catch and sometimes girls your age don't know it yet, they aren't as experienced as they pretend."
"Okay."  Matt said closing his eyes.

They both laid there in silence for awhile.  Leila noticed that her nipples were starting to harden and were clearly visible through her bikini top.  She hadn't noticed while she was talking to Matt, but now she finally realized that she was getting turned on.  It might be time for another round with my vibrator, she thought, before things get out of hand.

"Well, Matt, it was really nice talking to you.  I'm going to get going."  She said standing up and grabbing her skirt.  She wasn't really sure why, but she stood facing away from Matt as she slid her skirt back on.  She leaned farther forward then she needed to, making sure that her toned ass was easy for him to see.  She looked back quickly and noticed he was staring at her as she pulled the skirt up.  His eyes were fixated on her ass as she turned around and she could see by the bulge in his swimming trunks he was completely hard. 
"Matt, do you think that you could come over this afternoon and move some furniture for me?  If it's not too much trouble?" 
"Yeah.  Okay."  He said shifting in his chair trying to hide his erection.
"Okay, aparment 1010."

The knock on the door was loud and Leila opened the door.  Matt was standing there awkwardly.
"Come in."  Leila said as Matt slowly walked in.
"Thank you so much."  Leila said.  "Could you move that desk from that corner to this corner."  She said pointing.
"Sure."  Matt said as he lifted the heavy wooden desk with a grunt and set the desk down roughly.  Leila noticed his biceps straining from the weight and she could feel herself getting wet.  She was wearing a orange bikini top and her white skirt, Matt did not know, but she was not wearing underwear.
"Thank you again, I should give you some money for helping me."  Leila said softly.
"No, that's okay, you don't."  Matt said shyly.
"You have to let me pay you somehow."  She said with a seductive smile.  "What about this?"
She leaned in slowly and gently kissed his lips letting her full lips linger for a second.  She pulled back and opened her eyes.  He was staring at her now, his breathing was heavy and she could tell he was hard again.
"Maybe you could help me with some more things, if you're interested."  Leila said quietly.
Matt just nodded not able to say anything.
"Okay, move the desk back where it was."  The smile on Leila's face growing coyly.
As he put the desk back, Leila was right behind him and she kissed him hard this time, parting his lips with her tongue.  Her tongue massaged his as he began kissing her back awkwardly, yet forcefully. 
"You're the first girl...the first."  He stammered.
"I had a feeling."  Leila said her chest was starting to heave and the wetness between her legs was growing.
"Slide the desk this way a few inches."  She commanded and he did.
She stood back and undid her bikini top and let it fall to the floor.  Her dark nipples were hard on her full breasts and she grabbed his hand put it gently on her right breast.  He looked at her first unsure, she nodded at him and he began to massage it.
"Slide it back."  She whispered.
Matt did and he turned around and Leila was naked in front of him.  He stared wildly at her beautiful body, her full round breasts were heaving and her beautiful shaved pussy was glistening with moisture.
Leila reached for his hand again, and gently placed it between her legs.  She let out a small moan and moved his hand back and forth.
"Sit."  She commanded as she led him to the sofa.

Leila kneeled in front of him and looked up into his eyes.  She slowly unzipped his jeans and pulled them down.  His dick was completely hard and Leila stared at it as she began to stroke it slowly.  Matt shuddered and put his head back.  His 16 year old dick was beautiful, six inches, straight with a gorgeous head that she licked slowly with her tongue.  She could feel his body tighten as she did and she licked slowly around his head and down the shaft.
"Leila."  Matt stammered.
"It's okay."  She whispered and slowly began to put his dick in her mouth.  It was hot and she could already feel his young, teenage orgasm building quickly.  She stroked slowly in unsion with her lips up and down. 
"Uhhh."  Matt groaned. "Yes."
Leila began to suck harder on his dick and he came hard into her mouth.  She began to stroke harder and swallowed as much as she could.  Matt's body was completely tense and his eyes were shut as he shot three long loads into her warm moist mouth.  Leila could feel his body untense, but she kept slowly stroking his dick with her mouth.  His cum had overflowed out of the corner of her mouth and was slowly sliding down to her chin.  She looked up at him with smile and he looked down at her breathing heavily.
Leila wiped the cum up from her chin and licked it off her finger with a smile.

"I hope you're not too busy this summer, because I'm thinking about rearranging my entire apartment."

not my husband's child

Lisa_Marie on Sex Stories

My name is Lisa, I'm 5' 2" and 112 lbs. and I'm pregnant. I really didn't mean for it to happen, but I'm glad it's not my abusive husband's child. Let me start at the beginning:

I was house sitting for my sister while she and her husband where out of town visiting family. I was at her house for the day while I was washing my clothes and taking care of their animals. My sister and I are animal lovers (no not in that way), and I knew she needed someone to take care of them while they where out. Plus it was good to get out of my house for the weekend. My husband and I had been fighting again. Well actually he's the one who's been fighting with me, I don't know why I dated him for six years and then decided to marry him. Nothing has changed since the first fight al

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l those years ago. My husband is a sex maniac. If I'm tired or having my monthly cycle and don't want to have sex he gets like a child who has his favorite toy taken away. Well this weekend wasn't the case, I just wanted to be away from him. I don't know why I didn't marry someone like my brother in law. He treats my sister with respect and doesn't expect sex every night. In fact she's told me that since they have moved out here the sex has gotten better, and his stress levels are down and his penis is thicker and longer. He's about 6 1/2 to 7 inches, and she told me that she's been gagging on his cock when she blows him. She also told me how much more cum he shoots out too. Honestly some sisters wouldn't get turned on by that, but it makes me yearn for my husband to be the same way, and my crotch gets a little wet when I think about it.

So I put a load a laundry in the wash and was thinking of taking a nap. The day was hot and the dogs where tired from playing outside. I went into their bedroom and turned the TV on to fall asleep while watching a movie. My brother in law, David, doesn't like light coming into the bedroom when he's sleeping, so it was dark when I walked in there. I found the closest lamp to the door, which turned out to be my mom's old lava lamp from college. Groovy. I got on their bed and made myself comfortable. I remembered that they had a small battery operated clock by the bed (I had used it a few times that I slept on their couch when visiting). I fumbled around in the near dark and I knocked something off of the table.

"Great" I thought "I just broke something."

I reached down and it was my sister's new vibrator that David bought for her for Valentines day. She told me how it was a gel based vibrator and was styled like a realistic penis, but with these rings on them. I looked at it in the low light and noticed how nice it felt in my hands. It really didn't help that I kept thinking about how much my sister told me it felt so real and was as close to David's cock size. I put it back in it's former place and turned the TV on. I took my shorts and top off and grabbed a over sized t-shirt. It smelled funny. Not a disgusting funny, but a manly smell. Like a hint of old spice. I figured it was my brother in law's and that my sister slept in on occasion.

It didn't take me long to start getting drowsy and the crappy afternoon movie helped make me fall to sleep faster. While I was falling asleep I could hear moans and groans from the TV as a steamy scene came on. Blurry eyed I tried to see what was going on. No luck, the sand man had hit me hard and I was out.

I awoke a few hours later from a very erotic dream. That damn alarm clock beeped just as I was getting it good in both ends. I never had that done to me before and as I laid there on the bed I started going over the dream, I reached down and found myself soaked. I laid there for a few more moments thinking about the dream and how it came about. I figured it was the sex scene I saw before I fell asleep and thinking about the vibrator I knocked on the floor. I thought about my sister and her husband doing it on this bed and how tender his touches probably were. Seeing that my sister and I shared many sex stories from our bed rooms, I figured it was another reason I was so worked up. I thought about my husband and the sex we had together and for a moment I thought about calling him to see if he would come over and give it to me. But after remembering our fight, I opted not to call him. Fuck him let him sit there and jerk his little pud to an Asian porno.

I looked down again and removed my panties. As I lifted up the oversized shirt I was wearing I caught another faint whiff of the cologne. I was turned on by it. I laid there with my legs slightly parted thinking that I should just masturbate to get my urges down. Seeing that I was married, I rarely needed the chance to finger myself. That was unless my husband asked me to so he could get hard. I had a small thought about the vibrator that was sitting only a foot way from me. I thought about how much my sister loved to have it in her. I thought about how cool it felt in my hands as I picked it up off the floor. I knew my sister was a neat freak, and always cleaned. I knew she had probably thoroughly washed her dildo and other play toys. But I got up weak kneed and picked up the purple love toy. I strolled to the bathroom, as if it was leading me, and ran it under some hot water.

"This not only will help get the lint off of it from falling on the floor, but will also make it feel more real" I thought to myself.

I peeked around the corner and saw that the dogs were still asleep so I walked back into the bedroom, and quietly closed the door behind me. I glanced over to the TV and noticed a few pornos that my sister had shown me one day while her husband was at work. I had asked her about a sexual technique and she showed me it on a porno they had bought. So I put it in and gently crawled back up on the bed. Right before I settled down I noticed another toy. It was blue and thin. Like a little ball joined on to a slightly bigger one and continued to do this until it hit a base. I remembered my sister showing me it too. It was an anal toy that her and David used from time to time. It also vibrated. I took it out of the package and noticed it was clean as well. So I scampered off to the bathroom again and ran it under hot soapy water. When I returned to the bedroom the "sex chat phone lines" commercials had ended and the porno had started. I sat there rethinking what I was about to do. I mean, no one else was going to find out. My sister and her husband wouldn't be back until the next day and my husband was helping a friend fix his roof. So, I sat back and watched the movie.

About 30 minutes into I noticed that my pussy was starting to trickle a little bit of lube. I ran my fingers over myself a few times and with the other hand I picked up the "purple vibrating love rod", as I like to call it. I looked at it one last time, hoping I would talk myself out of it. I ran the shaft up and down my slit. It felt good, and my body allowed me to let out a sigh to let me know how good it was.

Then came the scene that my sister had shown me. I was getting hotter. I had placed the dildo butt down on the bed and was rubbing the dick head up and down my slit, when the knob on the end jumped to life. Thankfully it was the lowest vibrating setting and I felt my juices turn to cream. I rubbed the head of the dildo around the opening of my pussy as I pulled the oversized shirt up over my tits. I held my breath and lifted my legs up an bent them so my knees where almost touching my boobs. I reached down and started to guide the biggest cock in my life into my burning pussy. I felt the head slip in and then the first ring. I stopped because I was trying to let myself adjust to the size. I smelled the shirt as I drew another deep breath and eased the dildo further up my pussy. I did this for a few more moments until I felt the fake nut sack resting at the entrance to my vagina. I laid there holding the fake cock with my cegal muscles. I couldn't believe I took the whole thing! I felt it vibrating deep in me as it tickled my cervix.

I was cumming and cumming hard. I put my hand now to keep my new prosthetic lover in me. I was in heaven. My husband had never bottomed out as deep as this dildo did. Hell none of the guys I fucked in school got this deep. I put my legs down and sat up on my knees. I held the dildo in as best as I could but I felt half of it slide out the butt of it rested on the mattress below me. I reached over to the anal toy. Thinking of the dream I had, I placed the point at my little butthole. Relaxing wasn't hard for me seeing that I had just came. So I lowered myself down on the anal toy. At first I didn't know if it was in. I reached back with my free hand and counted how many bumps on the toy was exposed. So far two had gone in. I was excited, because it wasn't hurting. I slowly lowered myself down on the anal toy and at the same time I was sliding back down the dildo that was still gyrating inside my hungry pussy. After a few moments both toys were deep in their positions. I leaned over on my hands and knees and grabbed a oversized pillow that was on the other end of the bed. I propped myself up on it and started sliding each toy in and out of their holes one at a time.

I was doing it! I was emulating my dream. I looked up at the porno and saw this chick getting it in her rear. I imagined it was me. I started grind hard on the dildo, when I caught a whiff of that cologne again. I then realized it was my brother in law's scent. And just as I realized that I let out a loud groan as my pussy spasmed against the deeply penetrated visitor and i ground the anal toy deep in my ass. The whole time I was cumming, I was thinking of David.

I laid there for a few minutes catching my breath. I was sure that I woke the dogs. I got up on shaky legs and let both of the toys slide out of their positions. I went into the bathroom and cleaned them both up and put them back. As I was checking the laundry all I could think of David. If my sister was correct about his cock and how gentle he was, and that the dildo was 95% identical to his, I wanted a part of him.

A few weeks passed and I had thought about my sex adventure off and on. It made me very wet when I thought about it. In the past, my sister and I shared clothes, we shared a bathroom, we even shared the same room when we were kids, but there was no way she would let me share her husband. I had to think of a plan and I had to think fast. The waiting was starting to kill me. I even tried not to fantasize about him when my husband was fucking the shit out of me. Then a few months later came the day I was hoping for. David was celebrating his 30th birthday, and as a big deal we went to this Hawaiian theme hotel for the weekend to celebrate.

As I walked up to the Kona Kai hotel my heart was racing.

"This is it girl, this weekend is when it will happen" I told myself.

"But how?" I answered.

As luck had it my husband wasn't going to stay the last night of the party, due to his work schedule. I walked into the lobby with my husband and met my sister and her husband. They had secured the biggest room months in advance, an apartment suite, and we would both have separate rooms. As we walked in our room, David sprinted up the spiral staircase to the loft where he claimed as theirs. I threw my suitcase into the room downstairs and took in the ambiance of the room. It was untouched from the date it was built. A 1960's "swingers pad" if I could say so. I put on my bikini and threw a pair of shorts and a t-shirt as David and my sister started to get unpacked upstairs. My husband was starting to get antsy and wanted to go swimming, so he left. I heard my sister tell David that tonight she was going to let him do anything he wanted to her to celebrate his birthday. My mind started to wonder.

"Hey kiddo, you coming with us?" David asked as I snapped out of my day dream.

"Sure, I'm ready. Who wants a drink?" I replied.

"That's the best thing I've heard in the past 30 seconds. I hope everyone else has arrived" He jotted back.

We had a great time playing in the pool and talking with other Hawaiian enthusiasts (who David had invited) who had come from around the country. He drank Mai Tais and joked with the other artists and enthusiasts who gathered around us. Later that night after drinking and swimming, we went back to the room. About two hours after we laid down I heard hushed moans coming from the loft. It sounded like my sister was going to get it good. My husband rolled over and as I was lightly brushing my pussy I felt that his prick was hard. I didn't know if he had heard them as well or was dreaming good. I started stroking his hard cock and as my sister started getting a little out of hand. He grabbed a condom and I pulled my panties off and started ridding my husband. I knew my sister was getting closer to cumming, and feeling embarrassed, I didn't want them to hear me and my husband going at it too. So I started grinding hard on him. Just as I heard David groan, I knew he was cumming in my sister, I then felt my husband unload himself into the condom that shielded my pussy from his tiny army. I had brought condoms because I had been on antibiotics and was just a little scared of getting pregnant just yet. I know he didn't like it, but he also didn't want to have children just yet either. Exhausted I rolled off of him and listened to our heavy breathing. I fell asleep thinking of how I could get David's cock deep in me like I had the dildo.

The next day was almost like the other day. But my sister wasn't acting like she was up to speed. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that she thought that she had got the coughing crud that I had the week earlier. She didn't drink any mixed drinks, only hot tea, because she was complaining that she has a sore throat. I told her that she probably did get what I had. I gave her some of my left over antibiotics. She told me that I could get pregnant if i took these and the birth control pill. I told her that I had condoms and asked her if she had any at the house. She told me that she was on the shot and that antibiotics didn't affect it.

Well about 8 o'clock rolled around and she was feeling worse. My husband came up to me and told me he was going to be leaving soon so he could get to bed at a decent time. My sister over heard him and asked if he could take her home. She was feeling worse and was worried about the dogs being cooped up in their kennels. I couldn't believe it. I had my window!

"David?" my sister asked.

"Would you be mad at me if I went home? I don't feel well and I'm worried about the dogs being in their kennels so long."

"No honey, I wouldn't. I would you rather feel comfortable and get some rest. Don't worry about me, I'm going to go to bed earlier than last night. Most of my friends are leaving early and I was going to have breakfast with them and see them off." he said sweetly.

"Okay, I just don't want you to think i ruined your birthday.." She said.

"No baby, last night made up for any bad thoughts you may have floating in your head. Do you need any money for some medicine?" He said.

"No Lisa gave me some of hers, and I have some cough syrup at the house"

"Okay," he said as he kissed her head, "I'll see you tomorrow around lunch time."

We packed up all of his presents and told our spouses we loved them and headed back to the bar. I had been drinking pina coladas all day and I was pretty plowed. About 10 o'clock, David wanted to go back to the room and get some rest. I followed him back to make sure I wasn't locked out and didn't miss my window. We walked in the room and he climbed the stairs to the loft bed, I followed up there and made sure he was okay. We talked about how fun it was and about his friends that he had invited. With a slurred speech he told me good night and I walked back down the stairs. My pussy was on fire. I was thinking of how I could talk him into doing it, I knew he loved my sister with all his heart and if the tables were turned he would love me the same. But the tables weren't turned and I was stuck with a dilemma on how I could seduce him. I went to my room and pulled out my sexiest of lingerie. I took a shower thinking I could talk myself out of it one more time. I walked out of the shower thinking I was just going to bed and as I toweled myself out I noticed the lingerie begging me to put them on. I listened and I could hear David softly breathing as he slept. I picked up the underwear thinking I would put them back in my bag. But the next thing I knew I was straightening the garter belt in the mirror. I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked so cute I wanted to fuck myself. I quietly walked to my doorway and looked up at the loft. There was a dull dim grow from the accented lights up there. I couldn't see him so I quietly crept up the stairs. I was thinking to myself:

"I should at least check on him, he did drink a lot. I hope he didn't get sick in the bed"

I climbed the spiral staircase step by step, listening to him as he softly breathed. When I got to the head of the stairs I could see he was still sleeping in his clothes. I thought:

"Well I could at least get him in his shorts so he will be comfortable."

I looked at him in the dim light. Now David wasn't a muscular man, average build. He was six foot and about 200 lbs. He had strong arms and I had seen him chop wood during the winter. I looked over him thinking that I would actually just undress him and get him covered with the bed sheet. I walked over to him and started undoing his Hawaiian printed shirt. No movement. I got that off and started with his shorts. I got them undone and unzipped when I noticed he wasn't wearing short's but wearing his swim suit. This came to a surprise when I noticed his flaccid member coming into view. He started to shift. I held my breath. He started to mumble:

"Judy, I love you so much, this is the best birthday ever."

I giggled, he thought I was my sister.

"Well baby, we can end it in a bang" I cooed back.

What was I doing!? I thought I had talked myself out of this!

"Sweetheart I love you, I love how you love me" he said.

"I loved you too...baby" I answered back

Crap, if he woke up and realized i wasn't his wife he might freek! I leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

"Shhh, why don't you settle back and get some sleep" I said.

Yeah that's what we needed to do was to just go to sleep.

"But baby, I wanted to do more, I'm not a day older yet" he protested as he reached out to me and brushed my leg. "Oh you put on your sexy underwear for me?" he asked.

"Yes baby," I said, "all for you because I love you."

I moved a little closer as if the underwear was controlling me.

"...And I want that hard cock of yours" my voice sounding a little gruff.

"mmm" he said drunkenly as he started to lift up.

"No no baby, you stay right there. I'll take care of you." I said to him as he settled down.

I took off the rest of his shorts. I figured he would fall back to sleep and I would just sneak out and forget my plan of ridding his hard dick. But I was wrong. When I turned around and looked at him again his dick was starting to get hard. I just stared at it. I was almost the size of the dildo from the bed stand. But not purple and ribbed, of course. I leaned in to get a closer look. I saw him put his head up, but couldn't see his face. That was good because with out his glasses he couldn't tell me apart from my sister. the low light and booze helped as well. I leaned in further and out of reflex my mouth opened and I took the head of his cock in my mouth. I rolled it around in my mouth for a while and slowly went down his shaft. All this time he was getting harder, and deeper in the back of my throat. I couldn't take the size any longer and I asked him if he was ready to go to sleep. He didn't answer. I climbed up on the bed and got closer to his face. he was out again. I looked at him laying on the bed, on his back, totally nude and still hard. Very sweet. I sat there for a moment thinking maybe I could just rub against him. My hormones took over and once my panties were off, I stood there, just staring at his whole body. I moved right over to his bed and climbed up there next to him, taking his penis in my hand and straddling his waist so that he was rubbing against me. And that was pretty much all I'd planned to do.I could at least do that, couldn't I? I figured I'd just use David's penis to masturbate with and by doing that I'd get to an orgasm. I would have gone with half of the plan, David got a secret birthday ride from me and all was safe. So while I was rubbing the tip of David's penis back and forth along the slit of my vagina I kept thinking about how good it had felt before when I'd had the dildo tip up inside me. Well, the more I thought about the idea the more that I liked it. So I settled myself over David's penis, holding it straight up, and then slowly lowered myself down until I felt him start to poke into my vagina. Finally I felt the entire tip entering me. I took a deep breath at this point and tried to calm myself. I wanted to have an orgasm like this, but not really quickly, you know? I wanted to really enjoy this! But then I started to wonder. You know. What it might be like to have David's penis all the way inside me. Well, I suppose you can probably guess what happened now! I kind of lowered myself down a little more, feeling a bit more of my brother in law's penis going into my slippery vagina. My body was betraying me, and I liked it. It felt like I was being stretched out and it was really strange, but I liked it, too. I went down a little more and soon had half of him inside me. At that point I paused, trying to adjust to what was happening between my legs. All the fingering I'd done while imaging him hadn't been anything even close to what this felt like! I wanted to scream out with pleasure, but I knew that would probably wake up David from his drunken slumber and I couldn't even begin to imagine how I'd get out of THAT situation! Trying to explain to your brother in law why you're pantyless and straddling his naked body with half his penis stuffed into your vagina would be a little difficult. But of course half wasn't enough. I went down even further until finally I felt a faint tickle from David's pubic hair. I had him all the way inside me! And GOD did it feel good! Now I was interested in cumming, so I started moving up and down on David's penis, feeling it slide in and out of me. I got a bit of a shock, though, when I stopped moving at one point, but I could still feel David sliding around inside me. I looked down and realized that he was fucking me a little. I wondered if he was awake or anything, but he looked like he was still sleeping, so I guessed it must've just been like some instinct thing or perhaps he thought i was Judy. I didn't know for sure, but it felt good! I stopped moving entirely and just enjoyed the feeling of my brother in law fucking me in his sleep. It wasn't too much longer after that, that my vagina began contracting hard around David's penis as my orgasm started. It was such an incredible orgasm! MUCH better than ANY I'd ever had before! Much better than the dildo! My brain just like completely froze up as it happened! Then David started fucking me a little harder. So hard that he was like lifting me up off the bed! Suddenly I felt his penis twitching inside me and there was this feeling of warm splashing happening in my vagina. It seemed like David was having his orgasm, he was emptying his seed in my womb. My womb that i had been protecting from my husband because of the... Oh SHIT! The antibiotics! I felt a shudder go up and down my spine. My eyes closed reflexively, my body shuddered from head to toe, and I groaned as my orgasm overtook. My eyes were fluttering open and closed as I shuddered in tremendous relief. As I felt his prick pulsing inside me as I let out a mighty "Awwwwwwwwhh. Uhhhhh!"

In a little bit, my orgasmic fogged mind began to function again and I realized my brother in law had been coming inside me as I orgasmed. Even with that sobering thought, I couldn't make my body stop having the release it needed and in spite of my conscious will, my body insisted on keeping David's prick inside me until my orgasmic release had been completed.

When I finally raised up, David's cum-slick dick plopped out and a flood of my own juices and white milky cum flowed back out of my sperm saturated pussy saturating David's balls, groin, and pubic hair. I very carefully got off him, feeling kind of empty as his penis slid out of my vagina, and grabbed my panties and went back to my bedroom. When I got in here, I felt around and grabbed a pillow and placed it under my butt. I figured that if I was probably knocked up, so why bother fighting it. As I laid there with my ass in the air, feeling his potent sperm sloshing in my pussy, I figured that i would have unprotected sex with my husband when I got home and took a pee test to make sure I was really pregnant.

So did my new plan it work?

I hope so. I'm sitting here 6 months pregnant as I type this and I'm I know it's not my husband's. And he doesn't have a clue. David never found out about that night. Afterward I cleaned him up and covered him in his sheets and he has never acted as if he knew. Atleast I know that the baby kicking in my womb will one day satisfy a woman just his daddy did.

Adventure Girls I

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She came awake when the sun shone full on her face. It was warm and bright and beautiful. She flung the covers back to get the effect of warmth on her whole naked body and grinned with delight. A sleepy female voice next to her mumbled into a pillow,

"I can’t understand how you do this every single day after we have a party Stacy."

Stacy leaned over and whispered back, "It’s because I don’t spend all night doing the work CC." They both turned hearing a regular thumping on the wall and a low moan. "As I correctly remember, you got your share of work last night. " "Yeah but not as much as Alicia’s getting!"

Amid soft chuckles the perky brunette Stacy slid out of bed and walked over to the window. The

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sun glinted off her red highlights and caressed her trim naked body. Not overly voluptuous, Stacy made up for it with sheer physical ability. She did everything, Tennis, swimming, horseback riding, hiking, even a bit of ‘touch’ football now and then. She loved the daytime and met every single dawn with the same intensity.

The girl still in bed got up slowly, regretting the loss of night. She did her best work when the sun went down. Her blond hair curly and tangled fell over her shoulders and into her eyes. She gathered up the comforter and moved toward the huge master bath. With a jump Stacy swept the comforter away from her and laughed. Beyond the blond hair and emerald green eyes there stood a body to die for. Voluptuous breasts, slim waist, long shapely legs. "Mmmm", murmured Stacy appreciatively. "You rat" CC mumbled and once again headed for the bath. Stacy pulled on a silk negligee and went downstairs, frowning as she always did at the mess. The girls at the house had made a pact not to drink at their own parties so they could enjoy their escapades more. But their friends didn’t have the same agenda. Spilled food and drink littered the house, paper cups and plates the stairs, and other abundant trifles. Sarah picked up a forgotten denim jacket and didn’t notice the man behind her. "You didn’t have to get all dressed up for me", a voice from behind her spoke teasingly. Steve let his eyes run slowly from her tousled hair to her firm behind which the negligee only half covered. Stacy glanced behind her at the man she had been trying to get to all the past evening and for some reason or another, never did. She smiled and walked into the kitchen, draping the jacket over a banister. The kitchen was a big, bright, open affair with lots of glass and cupboards, just her style. "Well, if you’d like to help me find a counter somewhere I’d be glad to give you a cup of coffee", she said, staring dismayed at the pizza boxes lining every available space there. Steve walked up behind her. She turned around and an apology died on her lips as his steel blue eyes bored into hers. "I was hoping you would give me something else." he said as he claimed a deep kiss from her half opened lips.

With one arm he swept empty pizza boxes onto the linoleum and with the other lifted her onto the counter. Stacy was so startled she couldn’t do anything but let the flood overtake her. He was nipping at sensitive places and his hands roamed freely. Her nipples stood out boldly against the silk fabric she wore. Work roughened fingers took hold of her hips and his kiss became deeper, more demanding. Stacy tried to control herself but his huge presence was everywhere, pushing her farther down the flood. He pulled her negligee off and stopped to admire her. "Whenever I went for you last night, another person had already gotten there!" he growled. He went into a frenzy of activity, sucking on her modest breasts that had swelled with desire. She wrapped a hand around his head but he was already pulling away to lick her stomach. She groaned with sudden impatience, reaching down with a hand she caressed his hardness through the denim buttonfly’s he wore. He was like a forgotten cowboy who knew every step of the way through her body. He shuddered at her touch and with his own hand gently swept across the lips of her groin. It was almost too much. She felt a flood of wet warmth make her dizzy. "You’re ready for me so soon..." Steve whispered. "Good." He undid his buttons and let the jeans drop to the ground. He dragged her off the counter and kissed her all the way to the warm, soft carpet window seat. Stacy sat and pulled her knees up. She panted as he drew closer. She couldn’t bear to look down; she could feel the heat of him burning her already. She leaned back and closed her eyes as he slid into her body.

The plunge into her was like climbing into a warm spa. She gave a gasp of surprise and a bit of pain; he was bigger than any man she had ever had sex with! Then he began to move, agonizingly slow and she licked her teeth in agitation. Steve closed his eyes and spread his hands over her breasts, languishing in the feel of her muscles sliding underneath her skin, her breath coming hot and fast now as he pumped into her a little harder. She grabbed his tousled blonde hair and he could see she had never expected him to be so big. A sweat broke on his face with an effort of controlling himself. He reached a finger to rub between them and she began to whimper. Hearing it heightened his passion and he began fucking her harder and fast. Her pussy slid onto him like rippling silk, she was crying out now then sobbing. Suddenly everything he was waiting for happened, her pussy gripped him like spandex and as he felt the hot wet flood trickledown his balls, he exploded inside of her.

From far away Stacy felt him cum like he would never stop. They came down from that high slowly savoring every second. When she could move again, Stacy felt him slip from her. His breath warmed her bare chest. When she lifted herself, he kissed her briefly; neither of them said a word through coffee, just stared at each other. Then when he left she wrapped a robe around herself and waved goodbye from the front door. A soft arm encircled her as she watched the jeep drive away. CC’s voice brought her back to reality. "Good thing you know who you come to bed with every night..." Stacy let out a very unfeminine snort, "What would you do if I found myself a man?" CC raised her eyes, "Heaven forbid."

The Sleepover in the Closet.

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I'm Andrew, I'm 15 years old in the 9th grade. My friend next ,Toni is 15 too, and she just moved in a few mounths ago but we're now good friends  and we go to school together. Toni is pretty cute with brown hair and a nice tan body and a nice ass. This story begainson a friday. I was mowing the yard and I noticed Toni sitting on her deck. So I hurried to finish up quickly and then finnaly put the mower in the shed and went into the house to clean up. My mom and Dad were going to my grandparents house for a few hours tonight too help them with some chores aroung their house. So I went out to talk to Toni. "Whats up?" I asked her and she got up and exitedly ran over to the fence and said, Hey Andrew, Nothen much,just bein board as usual and you?" "I'm ok .&qu

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ot; I replied.  She told me to come over and sit down with her.She told me that her two of her friends were comming over to spend the night.

"Would you like to come over tonight and you know, hangout."she asked. Of coares I said yes . How could I turn that ofer down. She smiled and said great. Well we continued to talk until we finnaly started to talk about sex after I made a joke about Trojon Condoms. And She asked "Have you ever had sex before?" "No not yet. What about you?" I asked. "No." she asnwerd "You just waiting for the right guy to come along?" I asked  "Yea, something like that. Do you like enybody right now?" she asked. "No not right now." I said looking at her cute face."Do you like enybody?" I asked. "Well.....Ummmm...I do like somebody." she ansewed "Who?'' "Well I kinda like..." "Toni, Jessica is here" her mother inerupted. "Well I got to go, remember tonight." She said as she got up to go inside .

That was all I could think about as I sat at home waitng until mid-night. I had so many questions. Was she going to say she liked me? Did she like me? That was an odd conversation I had with her and very different than previous conversations. I kinda had a crush  on her for a while. I waited until mid-night then got out of bed and crepted down stairs out the door. That was the first time I had ever done that, it was exiting and scary.                                 

I walked into her yard up to her bed room window. I lightly knocked on it then knelt down. A moument lator I heard two clicks of the window locks opening and the window slowly slideing up. "Hello?" I heard Toni's voice call out. Then I stood up and she said "Hey come on in Andrew." So I climbed up into the window and saw the other two girls sitting on the bed. It was dark and I couldn't see much but I noticed that they were all only in thier bras and cotton panties. They were both cute too. "Guys this is Andrew, and Andrew this is Samatha and Jessica." Toni said introducing us. "Hi.'' I said.

They led me into her walk in closet and truned on a light and I got a better look at the two girls. Jessica was hot with a nice tanned body and a plump heart shaped ass with brown hair. Samatha on the other hand was still cute, but with red hair and creamy legs and was slightly thinner than Toni and Jessica. We talked for a while and then Samatha said "Guess what Andrew, Toni has something to say to you." So I looked over at Toni and she smiled and blushed. "Well...ummm..I....kinda..well...I like you." she said. "You like me, because I've been trying to tell you the same thing for a long time." I said "Really?" she asked excitedly. "yea, theres just something about you that I just can't get out of my head." I said. With that I got up next to her and I knew that her and I would become very close.

Well we continued to talk for a while ,and my mind drifted back to the girls in there underwear. And I started to get hard. So I sfifted to hide it but as I did Jessica and Toni started to Wrestle around and Jessica's hand slide over my hard on and she looked at me. At that point I knew that she knew that I was horny. So as they continued to wrestle around and finnaly Jessica strattled Toni's right thigh and started grinding her crotch on her. "Jessica not now." Toni said. Then Jessica Replied "Oh come on you know you want to Toni." And she continued to grind her crotch on Toni's thigh. Finnally kissing eachother on the lips and hugging .Then I looked over at Samatha whothen scooted over and said "Come on lets join the party and she got up onto my lap.

I was really getting horny now. I looked over at Jessica and Toni who were now rubing eachother plump asses and finnaly Toni pulled Jessicas panties off and displaying her plump, bare ass to Sammy and I and then Jessica did the same to Toni. Then the two locked thier thighs together and started to hump eachers thighs. I looked back at Sammatha and put my hands on her ass and rubbed her ass and then pulled her panties down and she smiled and unzipped my jeans and released my average 6''-7'' dick and wraped her warm hand around it to feel it. I looked back over at Jessica and Toni who where now naked and humping each others thighs.

Jessica moaned as she said "I'm cumming" and Toni replied "me too, oh my god jessica it feels sooo good!"  After a minute they pulled apart. I took my shirt off and Samatha took off her bra. We were all now naked. Jessica said "Sammy come here its your turn."As Toni sat on my lap and hugged me and said I love you. I said me too. And I noticed the spot were jessicas cum coated her thigh and I whiped it up with my finger to taste it. It was sweet and salty and it just made me hornier . Toni asked if she could taste it ,so I brought my finger to her mouth and she licked and sucked that rest up. Then she got close to me and I slowly pressed my lips aginst her and kissed her for the first time. I licked her lips until I felt her satin toungh aginst mine, we then wrapped our tounghs together and kissed.

Meanwhile Jessica and Samatha grinnded thier pussies together and moaned. Then Toni broke our kiss and sat up, "I want you to be my first." she whisped to me and I said me to. Then she positioned her self above me and slowly lowerd her hot cunt onto me. I felt her warmth ever before it touched her pussy lips. Finally the head of my cock pushed between her cunt lips and continued down until I reached her cherry. Then she took a deep breath and droped onto my dick. She yelped and hugged me tight. I looked over at Jessica and Samatha who stopped and samatha said "ohh god jessica I need you to eat my hot cunt." And Toni told them to come by us and for Jessica to put her pussy up for her and I to share eat it out while she eat sammy's pussy. So she did Jessica's stuck her pussy over my head and as Toni started to move up and down on my dick we started to eat jessica's warm wet pussy.

I was soon close to cumming with all this happening, with Toni's tight pussy muscals squeezing and releasing my dick. I told Toni that I was going to cum and she told me to hold on for as long as posible because she was not gonna stop riding me until she came.I told her I wont hoild out long. Then finnally I exploded inside of her hot steamy cunt, and she said "You keep cumming in my pussy because Im not gonna stop yet.

Meanwhile Samatha said, "Oh god I'm cumming, oh god yea." As I shot load after load of cum into Toni and Finnally the walls of her pussy clamped down around my dick as she released her jucies with mine and then colapsed on top of me as I sucked on Jessicas pussy for another minute until she came and her jucies flowed out of her pussy onto Toni and I. Toni finally got off my cock and with a poping sound my dick pulled out of her hot cunt followed by a stream of our cum mixed together. Jessica wraped her arms around samatha and pulled down to us and Toni sat back down into my arms and we all snuggled together in her closet when Jessica said "Lets rest for a while then have some more fun."With that we dozzed off for a while.

I'll write part two shortly, I'm open to eny comments or suggestions on how to make part two better.

Anime to Hentai -- Part I

PyroDust on Sex Stories

Part I

My boyfriend had decided the week before that things weren't working out between us and that we both needed a break. I may have cried at that time but, now, looking back, I realize that I needed it just as much as he did. We were both miserable. The only piece of hope was that we'd also decided on this being a temporary break up... unless we (or in this case, he) decided otherwise after our agreed upon amount of time was up.

This particular saturday night, I was decked out in my gothic catgirl outfit. I wore a black mesh shirt with large holes in it that showed my black satin bra in every detail and a short black wrap-around skirt with metal clips on the side that showed my cotton white undies every time I bent over. To top it all off, I wore a stud

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ded black leather collar with a chain leash attached, leather studded arm cuffs, and knee high black leather heeled boots. Never underestimate a few good accessories. I was looking for a bit of a good time and had run across the news of a small rave on the roof of the hotel in which the kon was being held at. Wanting to share the good news, I went in search of my sister. I reveled in the drooling looks which I was receiving due to my sexy revealing clothing. I'd always wondered if I could pull off the goth look. According to these looks I was getting from the men, I finally decided that not only could I pull off the look well but, I also looked rather sexy. I'd never thought of myself as a very sexy person even though many men had said they found my 22 year old, 5'4'', 125 lb body rather appealing. I suppose the mesh shirt and push up black bra sort of added a little to my 34B breasts. I will say, though, that the abundance of black along with the black eyeliner did make my bright gray eyes stand out a bit against my long auburn hair.

I found my sister walking around the halls looking for some fun for herself. "Hey girl! Heard of the party on the roof?"

She looked at me a little irritated. "Yeah. I heard. It's already starting to break up."

"What? There's no way! It just started 30 minutes ago! It couldn't have been that great of a party. Let me guess. That DJ from last year came in and attempted to liven up the party again?"

"Gee, how'd you guess?" She gave a little ironically amused laugh and took my hand. "Come on! I've got a better idea. Remember Kevin and Will? You met them at that other kon in June. They've invited me up to their room for a while. Do you wanna come? After all, your boyfriend just ditched you."

I snickered a little bit at the way my sister's eyes twinkled at this thought and nodded. "Sure. Why not? Maybe we can con them into getting us some pizza."

"Geez, Jen! Pizza? Is that the best you can come up with? Well, I guess it's a start." She laughed, grabbed my hand, and dragged me off to the room.

As we got to the room, the door opened and Kevin poked his head out. "Hey Joy! I was just about to go find Will. He just went downstairs to meet the pizza man. I hope you girls don't mind snacks." He glanced over my way, looked me over once, and turned back to my sister. "So, who's this? She's kinda hot." I studied the man lounging in the doorway in front of me. I guessed him to be about 5'11'' and he seemed to be rather well built. His chocolate eyes glistened with amusement as I flushed a little. I always had a thing for strong Asian men. After all, my ex was Asian. I could see why Joy liked him.

Joy nudged me a bit with her elbow, to which I blushed. "This is Jenna, my sister. Hey, Jen. Say hi to the man."

Still rather bright red from blushing, I stuck my hand out in hopes to shake his. "Umm... hi."

Instead of a friendly handshake, he took both of our hands and led us into the room. He winked, made sure we were comfortable, and headed back out the door again in search of Will. With a smirk, Joy added, "Well, I guess that takes care of your craving for pizza. It seems that the boys are one step ahead of us. I wonder how much else they'll think of."

I laughed, curling up on one of the beds. "My guess is a whole lot more than I want to do right now. By the looks of things, though, I don't think you'd mind one bit!"

"Hell no! Of course I wouldn't! You'd be crazy to think I'd turn one of them down! Besides, I haven't gotten any in months. I guess I could ask one of my other roommates but, he just doesn't do it for me, ya know?"

I glanced over onto the bed which I was sitting on and noticed a scratch pad. Looking through it, I cracked up at the thought of Joy going for one of the guys in her room. "Yeah. It'd be like sleeping with your brother.... or a gay guy. Take your pick!"

Joy curled her lip up at the idea of that in disgust. "God, I think I'd rather take the gay guy. The other one just.... well, like I said, he just doesn't do it for me. Yeah, he's got a hot bod and the other girls say he's the Energizer bunny in bed but, like you said, it'd be like sleeping with my brother! Besides, he doesn't look at me like that. He looks at you, though."

"Whatever. He's like my big brother, too, ya know. You're probably just seeing things. Damn! When are those boys gonna be back with that pizza? I'm starving!!"

My sister finally noticed the pad I was nosing through and came over with interest. "You know, Will doesn't have many people look at those."

I glanced up with a worried look in my eyes and said, "Do you think he'd mind?"

Joy giggled a little, "Nah. I doubt it. He'd probably be flattered."

Looking back at them, I continued my assessment of the art. "I mean, some of these aren't that bad. He's got a style all of his own and that doesn't show up much anymore. Most people copy everyone else's stuff until there's a whole bunch of the same stuff running around. It's nice to see something different and with a little bit of personality."

I continued to look through them studying the eyes and the different bits of satirical humor in them. I didn't hear the door to the room open as the boys walked back in and they didn't say much. If they had, I didn't notice. The TV had been on this whole time anyway and it was like just another little bit of background noise. Suddenly, a chin landed on my shoulder and I jumped.

"So, you like them, do you?"

I flushed bright red hoping I hadn't offended him by nosing through his personal drawings. "Well, yes. I like your style. You don't find many people with a style all their own, you know."

Will smiled and sat down next to me, opening a box of pizza. "I know. I heard what you said to Joy. I have to agree. That's what I was going for and somehow, I came out with this little guy. He doesn't have any eyes, you know."

At this odd remark, I busted out laughing, instantly calming down and relaxing around him. "I thought he had a mask on or something. No eyeballs? What in the world spawned that idea?"

He shrugged and flipped to another page in the sketchbook that I'd obviously missed. "Here. You see that on top of the spaghetti? That's where they went. He ate them in place of meatballs."

I gawked at the picture and then glanced back to him with a little bit of a worried look not really knowing what to think of him. After all, I'd just really met the guy and I couldn't decide whether to be comfortable around him or be a little leary of him, especially after that last comment about the eyeballs. It was then that I caught a glimpse of his eyes. He was laughing at my reaction!

"Ummmm..... I don't exactly know what to think of that."

He snickered a bit at my reaction and reached out to touch my shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry about it. I'm not really sure where that came from either. I was working on an oil rig at the time and I guess odd things just pop into your head when you're constantly around that type of environment."

I thought of how odd of a situation it must be living on an oil rig in the middle of the ocean with nothing else to see but the machinery around and the never-ending expanse of blue water surrounding the loud, clanking man-made island. Suddenly, I relaxed again. I noticed Joy giggling at something that Kevin had said and glancing over, I also noticed her body language. Oh yeah, she was interested. And definitely interested in something other than just what Kevin was talking about. I giggled and just shook my head.

Glancing over at Will, I nodded towards Joy and Kevin on the bed opposite of the one we were lounging on. "Look at them. Shameful, aren't they?"

"Yeah, really. Kevin's always like that. Then again, so is Joy." Will snickered a little and opened the pizza box as I nodded in agreement. "You want some? It might be a little odd. I have a pepperoni and hamburger pizza in the other box if you prefer that one instead."

My mouth began to drool at this "odd" pizza he was offering me. "Oooh!! Mushrooms and black olives!! My favorite!! I thought I was the only one that liked that! I hardly ever get to order it because everyone else in my house hates it."

I instantly grabbed for a piece as his eyes lit up shining brightly, reflecting the smile that had quickly creeped across his face. "Great people think alike, I suppose." The smile in his eyes made me catch my breath. It's not often that a person's eyes speak just as much as their voice. I sat there staring into his eyes for a bit. Yes, his eyes were the type that you could fall into.

I nodded and layed down onto my tummy turning back to the sketchpad. I'd completely forgotten how short my skirt really was and that Joy and Kevin over on the other bed could probably look right up it and get a great shot of my white panties... and could probably see my little secret. I was interested in Will. Actually, more than interested. I hadn't really ever been one to go for a man with a beard but, for some odd reason, it looked good on him. He kept it very well trimmed and close to his face. It gave him more personality than annoying scruff. The deep color of the beard on his face contrasted nicely with the deep sparkle of his eyes. It made them look soft and gentle, especially when he looked at me.

Travis and I curled up both on our tummies laying side by side and skimming through the rest of his sketchbook. For two artists, this was complete bliss. After he'd finished showing me his stuff, he then wanted to know all about my paintings. Joy had obviously told him that I was an artist in hopes that we'd find something in common. He was excited when he found out that two of my pieces were lined up for the art auction for the next night there at the kon.

"Will you be there? What time is it? Can I come and see?"

Flattered and a bit amused at his enthusiasm, I giggled out an answer, "Yes, I'll be there. It starts at 9 pm and yes, if you want to come see it, it's open to anyone with a kon badge."

Suddenly, we stopped talking and glanced behind us at some odd sounds coming from the other bed. I blushed and he drooled. There they were, Kevin and Joy, completely oblivious to anyone else or anything else in the room.

Joy moaned as Kevin's hand slithered up her skirt, "Oh god, yes! More! Fuck me! Fuck me now!"

Kevin smirked and kissed her passionately, "Soon. Be patient. Relax and enjoy."

My mouth dropped open at how gentle Kevin was being with my sister. He had given off the impression that he was the type that could possibly play rough with no mercy. I knew she liked it like that but, I also knew that she was a sucker for gentle teasing and that's exactly what he was doing.

Joy began to move in rhythm with Kevin's hand as she unzipped his pants and slipped her hand down inside his pants, pulling out a full 7 inches, stroking it until his eyes began to roll back into his head, matching her rhythmic movements and fucking each other's hand.

I glanced back at Will to see his eyes glazed over and completely transfixed on the sight across from him. I traced my eyes down the full length of his body, admiring his strong arms, flat and toned stomach, and muscular legs. I tried not to glance in the direction of his crotch but, my eyes seemed to find their way there regardless. I could see the outline of him against the material of his jeans. The size of it made me blush even as I laid there fascinated by it, watching it occasionally jump against his pants the more turned on he became. I finally pulled my eyes away from his crotch only to look up and meet his eyes staring at me, glazed over and heated. I blushed and looked back over at my sister and Kevin in complete bliss screwing each other's hand. Kevin's eyes flew open and rolled back into his head as she got louder and louder, closer and closer to orgasm. Suddenly, they grasped hold of one another as if holding on for dear life as they came together in one giant writhing rhythm. I couldn't believe I was watching my sister get off with this guy I'd just met yet, I couldn't stop watching. Their breathing finally slowed down, still moving slowly against one another's hand, savoring the post-cum sensations as they closed their eyes and fell asleep.

I looked back up at Will, back down to his pants, and then back to his eyes. It was then that he realized what I'd seen and quickly rolled back over onto his stomach, flushing a bit. Clearing his throat a bit, he attempted to break the ice once again. "Well, [ahem] it seems as if they got their fun. Kevin's been complaining about that for months now."

"I know what you mean. Joy's been the same way. She won't shut up about it. Then again, I can't really talk. I've been complaining, too."

He quirked an eyebrow at me, "I thought Joy said you had a boyfriend."

A sad chill ran up my spine as I looked down, fighting off tears. "Yeah. Had is the key word. He broke up with me just a few days ago. We were going to stay here at the kon in the same room but, that plan fell through. Instead, I'm just going back home for sleep. I was really looking forward to spending the night with him. There's nothing like making love and then falling asleep together naked for hours, ya know?"

"Actually, I don't know. I don't really know if I'd know what to do with a woman past a certain point. I'm still a virgin."

My eyes shot back up toward his in complete shock at this confession. "You're a virgin ? You can't be! My gosh, you can't be any more than 22 and you haven't even done anything yet? You mean, you don't have girls climbing all over you? For heaven's sakes! Are they all blind or something? You're fucking hot!"

I suddenly realized what I'd just said as my eyes widened, still staring at him, in complete mortification. "Ummm.... I just said that, didn't I?"

He snickered a bit and nodded, "Yes, you did. And no, I don't have women all over me. I'm not usually this comfortable with most people. Especially girls. I've been fucked over too many times. If it's not them cheating on me then it's them deciding two weeks later that I'm not good enough for them. Hell, the longest relationship I ever had lasted two years and within that time, all I ever did was fondle a girl a bit. I never even got the chance to even try to get her off. She said she was too sensitive there and wouldn't let me try or even show me how so that I wouldn't hurt her. You know, I've never even seen a woman completely naked except on some porns that I have."

I nodded in complete understanding. "Yeah, I'm a bit leary, too. Especially in situations like this." I tilted my head back at Joy and Kevin for emphasis. "I'm really not the type of person to walk into something like this. I didn't even know something like that was going to happen."

We both giggled a bit as he added, "Yeah. I can tell that. I like girls that keep their heads on straight and their wits about them. You seem to do that rather well."

I shook my head snickering, "Oh, don't be too sure about that! If it wasn't for my sister, I'd forget where I put my head sometimes. Most of the time, she says it's stuffed up my ass but, then again, aren't all sisters like that?"

It was good to laugh with someone so freely and not have to worry about what was being said. It made me think of the times that my ex-boyfriend would have before things suddenly went so sour. I went back to munching on the pizza that had now turned a bit cold.

"You want me to warm that up for ya? This room has a microwave. Odd, isn't it? A hotel room with a microwave. I suppose it's for those TV dinners that people love to pack in their suitcase." He smirked in sarcasm.

I smiled up at him, "No. I don't mind. I like cold pizza and this really isn't that cold. Besides, I really haven't had much to eat today and I need something before I go home."

He put on a fake pout and winked at me. "Awww, are you going so soon? It's only been about.....," he glanced over at the clock, "oh, about three hours." He smirked and winked again. Oh, if only he knew what that did to me. Winks are a definite weakness of mine and for him to do that to me twice and with such and amused twinkle in his eye was nearly enough to send my head spinning. Thankfully I caught my breath and steadied myself.

"Are you alright?" he asked a bit worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just got a little lightheaded there for a bit. Sorry. I didn't mean to worry you."

"Maybe you're right. You need to go home. Here, take some pizza with you. After all, I'm not going to eat it all."

Will grabbed a napkin and wrapped some pizza in it. As he handed it over to me, our hands grazed one another's for a split second but, it was enough. We froze in acknowledgement of the attraction growing between us. I flushed once again and looked down as I rose up off the bed, taking the pizza in hand.

"Yes, yes I think I need to be going now."

He nodded in agreement still a little stunned. As I began to walk towards the door, he mustered up a bit of courage to ask, "Ummm... can I at least have a chance to say good night?"

I turned towards him as he walked over. Wide-eyed and with lack of breath, I looked up at him as he stood there looking at me with heated curiosity. Slowly, he took me in his arms and leaned down to place the softest, most passionate kiss I'd ever felt on my lips. It was like butterfly wings. I never knew that something so soft could have so much meaning behind it. There was no way I would be able to breathe for the rest of the night. I studied his eyes. Yes, shining melted chocolate stars. I'd never seen anything like it before.

He brushed another kiss across my lips and smiled, "Good night."

 

It all started a few nights after my boyfriend broke up from me. I'd been having dreams nightly about what my boyfriend and I would do at the kon and how we would celebrate our business's growing popularity among the anime community. I had a full wardrobe of little schoolgirl skirts and gothic catgirl outfits packed into my suitcase and ready for a whole weekend of hentai, chain leashes, hanging with other anime freaks, and of course, the room parties. The wildest ones always happened on Saturday and on this night, I'd captured the news of the best one yet.

How to eat Pussy

saleem22003 on Sex Stories

Hey, I have a lot of respect for all you guys who
like to eat pussy because there are too few of you out
there. And I'm not the only woman who says this.
Furthermore, some of you guys who are giving it the old
college try are not doing too well, so maybe this
little lesson will help you out.


When a woman finds a man who gives good head,
she's found a treasure she's not going to let go of too
quickly. This is one rare customer and she knows it.
She won't even tell her girlfriends about it or that
guy will become the most popular man in town. So,
remember, most guys can fuck, and those wh

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o can usually
do it satisfactorily, but the guy who gives good head,
he's got it made.


Most women are shy about their bodies. Even if
you've got the world's most gorgeous woman in bed with
you, she's going to worry about how you like her body.
Tell her it's beautiful, tell her which parts you like
best, tell her anything, but get her to trust you
enough to let you down between her legs.


Now stop and look at what you see. Beautiful,
isn't it? There is nothing that makes a woman more
unique than her pussy. I know. I've seen and tasted
plenty of them. They come in all different sizes,
colors and shapes; some are tucked inside like a little
girl's cunnie and some have thick luscious
lips that come out to greet you. Some are nested in
bushes of fur and others are covered with transparent
fuzz. Appreciate your woman's unique qualities and
tell her what makes her special

.
Women are a good deal more verbal than men,
especially during love-making. They also respond more
to verbal love, which means, the more you talk to her,
the easier it will be to get her off. So all the time
you're petting and stroking her beautiful pussy, talk
to her about it.


Now look at it again. Gently pull the lips
apart and look at her inner lips, even lick them if you
want to. Now spread the tops of her pussy up until you
can find her clit. Women have clits in all different
sizes, just like you guys have different sized cocks.
It doesn't mean a thing as far as her capacity for
orgasm. All it means is more of her is hidden
underneath her foreskin.


Whenever you touch a woman's pussy, make sure
your finger is wet. You can lick it or moisten it with
juices from inside her. Be sure, by all means, to wet
it before you touch her clit because it doesn't have
any juices of it's own and it's extremely sensitive.


Your finger will stick to it if it's dry and that
hurts. But you don't want to touch her clit anyway.
You have to work up to that. Before she becomes
aroused, her clit is too delicate to be handled.
Approach her pussy slowly. Women, even more so than
men, love to be teased.

 

The inner part of her thigh is
her most tender spot. Lick it,
kiss it, make designs on it with the tip of your
tongue. Come dangerously close to her pussy, then
float away. Make her anticipate it.


Now lick the crease where her leg joins her
pussy. Nuzzle your face into her bush. Brush your
lips over her slit without pressing down on it to
further excite her. After you've done this to the
point where your lady is bucking up from her seat and
she's straining to get more of you closer to her, then
put your lips right on top of her slit.


Kiss her, gently, then harder. Now use your
tongue to separate her pussy lips and when she opens
up, run your tongue up and down between the layers of
pussy flesh. Gently spread her legs more with your
hands.


Everything you do with a woman you're about to eat
must be done gently. Tongue-fuck her. This feels
define. It also teases the hell out of her because by
now she wants some attention given to her clit. Check
it out. See if her clit has gotten hard enough to peek
out of it's covering. If so, lick it. If you can't
see it, it might still be waiting for you underneath.
So bring your tongue up to the top of her slit and feel
for her clit.

 

You may barely experience it's presence.
But even if you can't feel the tiny pearl, you can make
it rise by licking the skin that covers it. Lick hard
now and press into her skin.

 


Gently pull the pussy lips away and flick your
tongue against the clit, hood covered or not. Do this
quickly. This should cause her legs to shudder. When
you sense she's getting up there toward orgasm, make
your lips into an O and take the clit into your mouth.

 


Start to suck gently and watch your lady's face for her
reaction. If she can handle it, begin to suck harder.
If she digs it, suck even harder. Go with her. If she
lifts her pelvis into the air with the tension of her
rising orgasm, move with her, don't fight her. Hang
on, and keep your hot mouth on her clit. Don't let go.
That's what she'll be saying too: 'Don't stop. Don't
ever stop!'

 


There's a reason for that, most men stop too
soon. Just like with cock sucking, this is something
worth learning about and worth learning to do well. I
know a man who's a lousy fuck, simply lousy, but he
can eat pussy like nobody I know and he never has
trouble getting a date. Girls are falling all over
him.

 


But back to your pussy eating session...There's
another thing you can do to intensify your woman's
pleasure. You can finger-fuck her while she's enjoying
your cunt-licking talents. Before, during or after.
She'll really like it. In addition to the erogenous
zones surrounding her clit, a woman has another
extremely sensitive area at the roof of her vagina.

 


This is what you rub up against when you're fucking
her. Well, since your cock is pretty far away from
your mouth, your fingers will have to do the
fucking.

 


Take two fingers. One is too skinny and
three is too wide and therefore can't get deep enough.
Make sure they're wet so you don't irritate her skin.
Slide them inside, slowly at first, then a little
faster. Fuck her with them rhythmically. Speed up
only when she does. Listen to her breathing. She'll
let you know what to do.

 

If you're sucking her clit
and finger-fucking her at the same time, you're giving
her far more stimulation than you would be giving her
with your cock alone. So you can count on it that
she's getting high on this. If there's any doubt,
check her out for symptoms. Each woman is unique. You
may have one who's nipples get hard when she's excited
or only when she's having an orgasm.
Your woman might turn flush red or begin to tremble.
Get to know her symptoms and you'll be a more sensitive
lover.

 


When she starts to have an orgasm, for heaven's
sakes, don't let go of that clit. Hang in there for
the duration. When she starts to come down from the
first orgasm, press your tongue along the underside of
the clit, leaving your lips covering the top. Move
your tongue in and out of her cunt.

 

If your fingers
are inside, move them a little too, gently though,
things are extremely sensitive just now.
If you play your cards right, you'll get some
multiple orgasms this way. A woman stays excited for a
full hour after she's had an orgasm.
The last advice I have for you is this: After
you've made her come, make her your slave by giving her
the best head she's ever had, don't leave her alone
just yet.

 

Talk to her, stroke her body, caress her
breasts, pinch her nipples. Keep making love to her
quietly until she's come all the way down. A man can
get off and go to sleep in the same breath and feel no
remorse, no sense of
loss. But a woman by nature requires some sensitivity
from her lover in those first few moments after sex.
Oral sex can be the most exciting sexual
experiences you can have. But it's what you make it.
Take your time, practice often, pay attention to your
lover's signals, and most of all, enjoy yourself.

Saleem22003

The Suite Life bi action

hollisterguy513 on Celebrity Stories

It was a normal day at the Tipton Hotel. Moseby and Estoban were in the lobby and Zack and Cody were off getting into trouble. Well Zack had run down the stairs right into London and spilled his red slushi all over her expensive new white coat.

As a punishment Zack would have to clean out her closet. Well where one brother went the other would follow. Cody went along to help. As they were cleaning up the enormous closet they found  a box that said "london's private". The two boys couldn't resist opening the box.

In side was a bright pink strap on and a few multi-colored dildos. It looks like even the Rich have to pleasure them selves. Just as they took out one of the Dildo's London walks in. "o my god' what are you two doing".

"W

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ell you two have been very naughty and need to be punished. If you don't do what I say your mother is going to be fired faster than you can say tim-buk-two"

"Now i want the two of you to get undressed while I go and make sure we're not disturbed."

"Zack now look what you got us into" cody says as he gets undressded.

"Me! you were the one who was chasing after me when we got into this mess." The two teenage boys had been naked with eachother before but this time it was somehow different maybe it was because they were told to. London came back wearing nothing at all, carrying a bottle of liquid of some kind.

London says "Come here cody, I want you to eat my pussy." "Zack I want you to suck on your brothers cock while he's eating me out."

"what? I 'm not gay" was zack's only remark before he was reminded of what would happen i he didn't listen to london.

Cody went over and got on his knees and preceeded to eat out London's shaved perfect pussy.Cody hadn't had much expirence but from the few pornos he'd seen he got the hang of it. He got an instant hard on because of it.

Zack also got on his knees and this time it was infront of his twin brother. Although the two were twins Cody had developed more than zack, having a 6incher, comparedd to Zacks small 4in. Zack took his brother's cock in his mouth not all the way or he might have gaged, for some odd reason he didn't ffel strange sucking off his brother. He liked it infact. he would rub his tounge over the shaft and head ever so slowly to get a shiver or two out of his brother.    

London was enjoying every minute of this. She knew she was incontrol. she had cum and Cody had excepted allof her juices, Cody was on the virge of an orgasm when London got up and poured some of the liquid on her finger and shoved it up Cody's ass sending him into the best orgasm of his life, and Zack was right there with his mouth open.

Zack loved the taste of his brother's cum and knew that would not be the last time he wold have it. The boys got up and shared their jucies.

When they turned around they saw London had straped the dildo into the harness and had the bottle of lube in hr hand,

To be continued....

The Hotel Manager and his adventures with teens

velvetdays on Teen Stories


Gerd Mayer is a 43 year old front office manager in a hotel in the middle of Europe. He is a tall man, pretty young looking for his age, with short brown hair. All his friends and relatives describe him as handsome.
Gerd war divorded earlier this year, after finding his "beloved" wife in bed with another man. Of course this was very hard for him to accept but he didn't saw any chance to go on with the relationship. He was disappointed at first but took it like a man and lives now on his own in his appartement in the suburbs of the city.





Today is monday, a day he hated, like just everyone. He didn't have a very great weekend. It was kind of boring.His wife
left and now his friends try to encourage him to date again and go out. But he wasnt in the mood to met anyo
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ne.
He often feels old and lonesome.
So today he is on the way to his hotel. It was summer and a real hot morning. He was thankful that the metro was air conditioned. He really dislikes taking the metro to work.
It's always so crowded in the trains. He starts at the hotel at 8AM in the morning. So he is riding the train with a lot of other people, a lot of employees are starting work at 8 and well there were a lot of students too.

He enjoys his coffee while riding on the train. He watches the people passing by, entering and exiting the crowded train.
Gerd really likes watching the students. The young female students of course. He feels ashamed of watching them but he couldnt help it.
There is this teencouple, a handsome guy maybe 16 and his girlfriend which looks a year or so younger. The frenchkiss like they havent seen each other for weeks he thinks. He enjoys the little show. He is a "cool boy" that teengirls of today like dressed in hip hop style, low rise jeans, basecap and normal band-thirt.
She is a cute girl with brownish hair, wearing tight jeans, and pink shirt that really shows off her teenage body. She looks so hot he thinks. How he wished it was him kissing the girl instead of the boy. He grabs the girls ass and caresses her lowerback. How sweet her back looks. He even grabs her 32B boobs. She just smiles.
Gerd wondered how openminded and matura this teens are nowadays. He couldnt believe it.

Unfortunately the couple left at the next metro station. Gerd really has a hardon now, just thinking of making love to this young teenie girl. But there is not a lot of time to think about sex fantasies. He has to leave the train now, his work waiting.

When he takes the escalator up to the street he hopes that he could get a glimpse of a nice upskirt of a young teen girl.
And he is lucky today. He takes his time and watches as a young girl of maybe 14 rapidly goes up the escalator, hurrying for school. A cute little thing, a teenage dream, blonde, blue eyes, slim and with really sexy legs that she shows off to everyone in a short black mini skirt, a black polo shirt, wearing sneakers.

He wishes that he could see up her little skirt to see her underwear. But he only sees her creamy white legs, he must have bent to see her but that would be to noticeable to others.
When he reaches the end of the escalator he sees that someone has lost his wallet. He picks it up and looks whats inside. He finds a couple of Euros and a students ID. He could not believe it. It is the wallet of the young girl he watched just seconds ago.

Kathi H.; 1993-04-10 and her adress and telephone number was written on the ID. What a lucky guy I am he thinks. Got the phone number of a teen girl that has just her 14 th birthday. He stuffs the wallet in his suit and goes on to his hotel . He greets his colleagues while entering the hotel.

Morning passes fast but he is unconcentrated today thinking of the young girls he watched today. He picks up courage and tries to phone Kathi. After 3 rings his call was answered.

"Hello?!" a surprised sound since she doesnt know the number.

"Hello, this is Gerd Mayer of City Inn Hotels. Is this Kathi H.?"

"Yes it is."

"Ok Kathi, I found your wallet today."

She is so glad and happy that she wants to pick it up just immediately. Gerd tells her where he works and Kathi is on the way. They meet at 2PM.

They greeted each other and Gerd handed her the wallet. She was so happy to get it.
"How can I thank you, Mr. Mayer? I am so glad you found it!"

"You are welcome Gerd. Well I am wondering if you are interested in a job offer? I mean it is just because we need someone, it's not for the wallet. Of course you will get paid."

"Well I am still in school..."

I interupt her, "I know but just in the afternoon if you have the time. Part-time"

"Sounds interesting. What kind of job is that?"

he informs her that she has to do what accrues, so like helping in the restaurant, making the rooms and so on.
Gerd calls John from the Recruitment and told him that we have a new employee.

Next the manager shows her around. As they go to the elevator the man admires her lovely teenage body. It really is curvy, her ass really sexy clad in her miniskirt, her firm breast in that tight fitted polo shirt, making her look like a schoolgirl, showing the lines of her bra underneath. Oh how he wants this little girl. She smiles at him. Her blue eyes, rose lips and make up making her look so innocent and sexy at the same time.

He shows her a room that was already checked out. "Do you see the beds Kathi, they have to be made. Do you know how to do that? Can you show it to me?"

While Kathi makes the kingsize bed Gerd Mayer watches the lovely 14 year old girl. She is so sexy in her miniskirt showing him her legs.
"You are doing very well Kathi" he told her. "And by the way may I tell you that you are really cute and good looking? You must have a lot of boyfriends!"

The girl blushes. Gerd sits himself on the bed and Kathi joines him. "Do you really think I am pretty Mr Mayer?"
"Yes I really think that, Kathi. Besides you can call me Gerd."

Kathi tells Gerd that she doesnt have a lot of boyfriends. She split up with her boyfriend last week and has enough of that inmature little boys.

"Well I hope you dont have enough of me Kathi" he smiles.

Kathi giggles and gives him a little kiss on the cheek.
"As you can see I dont"

"You are so hot, Kathi" he hissed and starts kissing her on the lips. She doesnt resist. Gerd probes her mouth with his tongue and parts her lips. Kathi sucks in the tongue of the 43 year old man.
Gerd lay back with her and rests his hand on her knee. Her skin felt so soft and hot. Wow what a turnon for the mature hotel manager. His hands wanders up her knee to her inner thighs. Caresses her and nibbles on her neck.

She starts to say something. "Mr Mayer err Gerd... I dont know ... I m only fourteen. .."

"But i love you Kathi"
"You really do?"

He doesnt say anything but frenchkissed her again. She breaths hard and he holds her slim stomach. Gerd pulls at her shirt and frees her of the garnment. He plants kisses on her body downwards and unclenching her bra. He looked at her great tits. They looked so firm and sexy. Not so big, but well built teenie titties. Just a little hands full. 30B he guessed. He kissed her sweet pink nipples and brought them to attention. Sucked at the right and then on the left one, causing her to moan in pleasure.

"I m really interested what you are wearing underneath"

"You are really naughty Gerd, she says and softly giggles.

He unzipps her skirt and gently pulls it down exposing a black thong. Wow he thought, such a young girl wearing that skimpy underwear. She slips down her sneakers and he grabs her thong pulls it down on each side, taking hold of the strings.

He sniffed the damp underwear inhaling the sweet aroma of the 14 year old teenie girl.
He never had such a young girl, he lost his virginity at the age of 18.
"Are you a virgin Kathi" he asks the hot girl.
"No, I am not" she admits and becomes beetred.

He lowers herself down on on the ground and parts the legs of the young girl exposing her nice slit which is completly clean shaven to his surprise.
He gently licks at her inner thighs and then on her outer lips. She softly moans and he feels her juices flow. The 43 year old parts her pussy with his finger and gently probes it with his tongue.
He tongue-fucks her gently and laps at her teenage juices. She is tasty. He never tasted a girl like this. Her aroma so sweet and young.

The young teenager is now lightly sweating and moaning loudly. Gerd was a little afraid that someone might hear them. "Oh Gerd that feels so good. Tongue-fuck me!"

But he stopps and lies on the bed beside her. "Straddle my face Kathi-darling. I want you to make you cum"

Kathi gets up and straddles the face of still clothed Gerd. He once more admires her body and takes hold of her firm teenie ass. He likes her pussy and grabs her tits, squeezing her nipples. He licks down her slit wanting to enter her sweet puckered hole. If her pussy is that tight, her asshole must be even more, he thinks.
But she wouldnt let him wanting him to suck on her clit. He fingerfuckeres her gentle with two fingers and suckles on her soft prominent clit.

But suddenly his mobile rings. It's John asking him where there are. "Showing our new employee around, Meet you in our cafe for the employment agreement."

"Ok Kathi, we have to go on later, seeing her disappointed look. " I promise!"
He gets up and leaves the room, while Kathi dresses....

To be continued...? ??
If you like the story just tell me. I will go on writing :)

Mike and his mother visit DC

lutz88 on Incest Stories


   This is my first story so please be patient with me and I would love to hear your comments / criticism. This is a story of fantasy that I wish had happened. It begins when I was 13 or 14 and reached puberty, arousing my interest in the opposite sex. We were your typical family, my mother Jenna was 32 and my father was 2 years older than her. My name is Mike, and I had a sister Megan who is two years younger than myself. My mother was about 5'5, blond hair, with a beautiful body and large breats. She regularly went to the gym to keep in shape, and it showed.

   When I was 14 I discovered a pair of my moms panties in the clothes basket. This pair of lacy red thongs was clean, but just touching them made me hard. I went to my room that night and jerked off wh
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ile looking at a Victoria's Secret catalog, picturing my mother in all the different types of panties.

   A week later I was lucky enough to find bra and panties that she had taken off before a shower and forgot to remove from the bathroom. These were black and silky matching bra and panties. I felt the smoothness of the panties and smelled them, the smell was something like sweat and sex. My dick became hard as I smelled her freshly used panties, and i lowered my pants and began to rub them against my rigid cock. The silky panties felt so good against my dick, and I could feel a trickle of pre-cum that I rubbed into her underwear. I once again returned to my room and jerked off thinking of my sexy, young mother.

   My growing lust for my mother led me to hanging around outside the bathroom while she was showering. I hoped to catch a glimpse of anything as she left the bathroom to get dressed in my their room. I was only able to see her clad in a towel wrapped tightly around her body, so I could only make out the bottoms of her legs dripping with water. These brief sights only caused my want for her to grow.

   My mother worked in the jewelry industry, so occasionally she went to conferences to buy new merchandise. A convention was coming up in Washington DC so she asked if I would like to come and see the city while she was doing business. I quickly agreed as I had never been there and thought it could be a fun trip, little did I know how fun.

   We left early one Friday morning, packing light as it would only be a 2 night stay. It took us about two hours to reach the Mariott in Washington. It was a very impressive hotel, and we were both pretty excited about our stay here. We checked in and found our room had one king size bed, which my mother said would'nt be a problem since it was only two nights.

   My mother immediately changed into a nicer outfit for the conference. She wore a red skirt with a tight black top, flesh colored panty hose and red high heels. I must say when she came out of the bathroom I was floored with how good she looked. My mother had to check in and do conference stuff all day, so I was left to roam the city alone. I visited the Air & Space museum and just walked around admiring the city. I returned to the hotel around dinner time and found a note saying that my mother was going to the conference dinner and wouldn't be back till 10. I ordered some room service and laid on the bed watching television.

   I must have dosed off because I was awakened in the dark by my mother fumbling with the room key. It was one of those swipe things, but the thing was pretty picky about how you slid the card. I got out of bed and oppended the door.

   "Hi, thanks for opening the door hun, this door card always gives me trouble." my mother said as she entered the room. I could smell alcohol on her and she sligltly slurred her words so I knew she had been drinking. She rarely drinks so a few glasses of wine and she is past buzzed.

   "No problem mom, did you have a good night?"

   "I had a great time, I saw a lot of jewelry I'm really excited to get into our store. The dinner was great, I wish you could have been there. I couldn't wait to get back up here and sit down and relax. So how was your day"

   "Not bad, I went to a museum, ordered room service and then watched some tv" I said as I laid back down on the bed again. The room was dark except for the flickering light of the television. My mother laid down on the bed next to me, still wearing her outfit of a short red skirt and sexy heels. The tightness of the shirt perfectly outlined her breasts, and I could make out the bra underneath. It made me hard just wondering which of her Victoria's Secret bras she was wearing tonight.

   "My feet are killing me, these shoes are so uncomfortable but I love them. I need to wear something different tommorow since I will be on my feet all day again."

   "Do you want a foot massage?" I innocently asked her, as I had done it for her years ago. Now I had a new interest in getting close to her beautiful stockinged feet.

   "Awww, that would be great sweetheart."

   I crawled to the foot of the bed and removed my mothers red heels. Her feet felt so good through the stockings she wore. I begin to slowly rub and massage her feet, concentrating on all the areas I knew were sore. I started out softly, but increased my pressure. My mother reacted by sighing, and I could see her eyes were now closed. I worked my way up her legs slowly, stopping midway between the knee and ankle. I softly massaged her lower legs and feet, as she became more relaxed she slid down on the bed a little and her legs parted slightly. If I got down low I could almost see all the way up her skirt.

   I got braver and crawled up next to her body, still rubbing her lower legs. I slowly began moving farther up her leg till I was rubbing the middle of her thigh. I was now so close to her crotch that I could smell what I had smelled on her panties. By now my dick was rock hard as I continued to rub her inner thigh gently, as I didnt want to alarm her. Occasionally I would look up at her shapely breasts that were moving with her breathing, fighting against the tightness of her shirt. The look on my mothers face was pure relaxation, her lips slighlty parted, eyes closed.

   While rubbing her inner thigh I began to put a small amount of pressure on her inner thigh, pushing her legs a little bit more open. Her body unconsciously complied, and her skirt rode up a little bit and now I could see the tops of the panty hose and just a little bit of her panties. Her panty hose was flesh colored thigh high, connected to a garter belt. Her panties were small white and lacy. I kept rubbing her thigh gently, massaging the muscles. I ran my hand over the tops of the thigh highs, and felt the small area of skin between them and her panties. I didn't go very high right now as I was honestly scared out of my mind. I was waiting for her to any second jump up and call my father. I couldn't stop though, I had gone too far, and my cock was just too hard to quit.

   My rubbing of her inner thigh intensified, as I slid my hand higher my knuckles brushed against her panties. I kept brushing against her lacy panties, very slightly at first, then applying a little more pressure. As I rubbed the back of my hand against her panty covered pussy, I heard a soft moan escape from her mouth, and her breathing was getting faster. I then got brave and moved my one hand to her panties as my other hand continued to massage her thigh. I very delicately ran my fingers over the lacy white panties, feeling the warmth and moistness of her pussy. I ran my fingers up and down her panties, feeling her wet lips beneath the thin fabric. I heard another moan from her, and I felt her hips push back against my fingers. She was actually enjoying this. I couldn't believe it, I was rubbing my hot mothers pussy, while she laid with her legs spread. I had to look her over again, wearing her thigh high stockings and a short black skirt that was now pushed up revealing her white lace panties.

   While my one hand continued to massage her inner thigh, I pushed aside her panties revealing my mothers beautifully trimmed, wet pussy. In the dark I could barely make out the light patch of pubic hair above her pussy. I ran my finger slowly up the outside of her pussy, over her clit and then felt the softness of her pubes. This time my mother moaned loader, pushing her head back into the pillow. I moved one finger slowly up and down her wet slit, making sure to touch her clitoris. My mother's breath quickened and I heard "mmmmmm". I used my other hand to hold her panties aside, and slowly inserted a finger into her pussy. I rubbed it around the opening of her hole, making sure I was nice and lubricated. I then stuck my finger almost all the way inside her, which was quite easy because of how wet she was.

   "Oh god that feels good", my mother slurred with her eyes still shut. I then inserted two fingers into her, and slowly pushing them in and out. I could feel her hips rising to meet my fingers with each thrust. I knelt in between her legs and lowered my head down, enjoying the overpowering scent of her pussy. I kissed up her inner thigh, and then slowly started kissing her wet lips. I kissed up and down her slit, I grabbed her terrific ass and pulled her pussy closer to my face as I began to lick her. I hear more moans and sighs from her as her breathing got quicker. Her hips continued their bucking motion, pushing her moist clit closer to my tongue. I buried my tongue into her pussy, causing her to squeal as I relentlessly ate her out.
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   I knew she was coming close to orgasm, so I knew this was my best chance.   I quickly removed my sweat pants and boxers and crawled over top of my mother. She opened her eyes and looked at me in horror.

   "Oh god baby, I'm so sorry. I was a little drunk and got confused and excited when I shouldn't have. I'm your mother, we can't do this"

   I said nothing to her and started kissing her neck and ears while I was rubbing my cock against her wet slit. I could feel her big tits against me, and my dick was already covered in her precum mixed with my own. I began to squeeze her tits as I ran my tongue in her ear. She began to try to push me off of her, but since she was smaller and slightly drunk she wasn't very effective. As she struggled with me I pulled up her shirt and was finally able to see her breasts in one of her sexy bras, they were as perfect as I had imagined. I rubbed her tits with one hand as I used the other hand and my body weight to hold her down.
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   "No Mike, please don't do this. Your father will kill us, plus this is incest. Its so wrong, please I'm your mother." She helplessly pleaded. I then kissed her softly on the lips, she turned away so I kissed her harder this time. I tried sticking my tongue into her mouth but she kept her lips tightly closed as she whimpered. I then slowly stuck the head of my cock inside her, and begin gently rocking back and forth. The shallow thrust and the angle I was at made my head rub directly against her clit. I tried kissing her again, she kept her mouth closed but didn't turn her head this time. I increased my rhythm and kissed her again, this time she opened her mouth and our tongues met in a passionate kiss. We kissed deeply and for a long time as she wrapped her arms around me, I thrust further into her and could feel her moan into my mouth. We stopped kissing and I reached around and undid her bra and removed it, revealing her amazing tits. Her nipples were hard as a rock, and I began to lick and suck on them.

   "Oh honey, that feels so good. Suck mommy's tits like you used to. Oh fuck, suck on my nipples hard, mmmm" my mother moaned in ectasy. I kept licking and sucking her nipples, biting on them causing her to squeal loudly and then moan with pleasure. I kissed her again, her tongue going wild in my mouth while my hands roughly grabbed her breasts. I was now fucking my full 8" deep inside of my mothers wet pussy, as I thrusted in I could hear our skin slapping together. The smoothness of her panty hosed legs felt incredible against my naked skin. I felt my mothers pussy clench my cock, and she wrapped her smooth legs around my body pulling me closer to her. "I'm cummmming baby, oh fuck yeah, keep fucking your mommy. Oh god I'm cumming now!" My mother screamed as her whole body tightened and her pussy started convulsing on my rigid cock. I could feel wave after wave of orgasm hit her, her pussy was now drenched with her cum.
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   Now I could feel my balls tightening, I grabbed my mothers tights tightly, tweaking her nipples and causing her to yell. I fucked her pussy with incredible speed, and she knew I was close to cumming. "Please baby, don't cum in me, I'm not on the pill and I can't get pregnant with your child" she pleaded with me. I ignored her request and kept fucking her, kissing her on the lips and playing with her nipples. I then came inside her, it must have been the biggest orgasm I ever had. I shot loads of cum inside my mother as she writhed under my cock. I kept fucking in and out of her while I was cuming. I finally finished filling my mother with my load and we laid there is silence for a few minutes. I then pulled my now soft cock out of her and lay down next to her. The sight of my mother laying there with her tits hanging out, legs spread and my cum leaking out of her pussy and running down her ass was incredible. My mother passed out in about 10 minutes without speaking a word to me or getting up to clean my jizz out of her. I noticed her nipples and breasts were red from where I was biting and grabbing at them. It turned me on to think of my mother sleeping with her pussy full of my cum, and with that wonderful thought I fell asleep.

   The next morning I woke up and my mother was already dressed. She had the look on her face that she wanted to talk to me about something.

   "Goodmorning Mike, before I go I just wanted to talk to you about last night. What we did was horrible and an accident, I should have never let myself get so carried away. We need to keep this between us as a one time mistake, because your father would kill both of us. I don't blame you at all and I'm not mad, but nothing like that will ever happen again." my mother said, her eyes filling with tears.

   "Ok mom, I'm sorry, I guess I just got a little carried away too."

   "Well I won't be home till dinner, so if you want we could go get something to eat together."

   "Sounds great mom, see you later" I said to my mother as she walked out the door. I felt bad for upsetting my mother, but I knew she enjoyed it just as much as I had. I spent the day laying around watching tv, but not really paying attention to it. I was mostly thinking about my mother and how I wanted to do the same things to her again. I slept on and off, showered, ate some room service and just thought.

   I decided around 5:30 to take a shower, while I was showering I heard a knock on the bathroom door.

   "Mike, it's me. I have to go pee, stay in the shower so I can come in and use the bathroom."

   "Ok, Its open mom, I'm in the shower."

   "Stay in the shower, no funny business today. I just can't hold it any longer" my mother said as she entered the bathroom. It was just my luck that there was a mirror directly accross from the toliet, in which I would be able to get a perfect view of my mother. I pretened to keep showering, and made small talk about her day. I saw in the mirror my mother enter the bathroom and lift the toliet lid. She was wearing a white mini-skirt, white blazer, and a navy blue tube top that showed off great cleavage. My mother replied to my questions and again reminded me to keep my eyes averted while she was in there.

   In the mirror I saw her take off her white high heels and then strip off her white panty hose. She then lifted her skirt and dropped her little black thong panties to the floor and sat on the toliet. I could hear the piss hit the toliet as I watched my mother urinate. I had a perfect view of her pussy and the stream of piss from it. My mother was too preoccupied with holding up her skirt to notice me. Once she was finished she wiped, pulled her panties up and flushed the toliet. I then saw her walk over to the sink. I was so turned on by watching her pee for some reason.

   As she was washing her hands I got out of the shower, leaving it on. She didn't notice me coming up behind her because of the noise of running water in the room. I grabbed her around the waist and started to squeeze her tits.

   "Please Mike, We can't do this again. This is wrong, its incest. I'm your mother and we aren't going to do this." my mother begged. I held her hands down on the counter of the bathroom sink, and then I slid her panties down her.

   "Noo, I'm going to tell your father. He is going to kill you when he finds out." my mother was screaming at me. I started to play with her pussy while she was still facing away from me. I rubbed her clit and got her wet, despite her protests. I pushed my cock into her pussy, fucking her from behind. I didn't do it gently this time either, I fucked her hard.

   "Please Mike, you have to stop this. This is wrong." My mother cried with tears running down hear cheeks. I kept fucking in and out of her and got a nice rhythm going on. I reached under her shirt and grabbed her tits roughly, making her squirm in my grasp. I undid her bra as she kept yelling for me to stop. I took off the bra and began squeezing her nipples tightly, causing her to yell out in pain. I kept my cock burried inside her, fucking in and out roughly causing her to wince.
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   My mothers pussy got wetter and wetter the harder I fucked her from behind. I played with her tits as the swang freely in front of her. Her protests became weaker and I felt her body relax a little bit and start uncontrollably pushing back against my large cock. My mother then begin to moan in pleasure as she was overcome by her first orgasm. I could feel her pussy tighten against my hard cock, and felt the cum squirt out of her.

   I turned my mother around and kissed her, our tongues meeting once again in a lustful kiss. I then sat down on the counter and pulled her head towards my cock. She complained a little bit, so I tweaked her nipple till she lowered her head. I could see the dried tears on her face which was flushed from orgasm. She reluctantly kissed my cock on the tip, and then begin to lick her own cum off of it. Soon my mother began licking up and down my hard prick, getting every last drop of her own cum off of it. She then took my shaft deep into her mouth and began sucking expertly. I kept kneading her breasts and playing with her nipples as she fucked my cock with her mouth. I could hear my mother moaning as she sucked my 8" cock in and out of her mouth. She then licked my balls and took each one into her mouth, gently massaging it. I felt her tongue slide down to my asshole and dart around the outside of it. My mother then licked my taint, occasionaly licking my asshole or balls. She then went back to work on my shaft, furiously sucking it into her mouth. I had about all I could take. "I'm cumming mom!" I yelled at her.

   "Oh honey, I want your cum inside my mouth. I'm gonna swallow it all for you baby." My mother said, the sentence garbled by my cock being in her mouth. I then shot my load into my mother's mouth, and watched and she slurped it all down. I came so much she choked on it a little and some ran down her chin onto her tits. After I had finished cumming she opened her mouth to she me all of my cum in her mouth and kept kissing my cock while swallowing my wad. She then licked the cum off her tits.

   "We can't tell anyone about this Mike."

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My Protector/My Step-Father

sar1981 on Incest Stories

My childhood was as fairly normal as anyone else around me with one exception; my mom.  This story only involves my mom as necessary to provide the background so I will refrain from referring too much to my distain for her in person, in memory and in every conceivable way.   As a child on the outside she was involved in my life and friendly to friends, teachers and others; behind closed doors she was abusive and nasty mean to the me and the two of her husbands I remember (neither my real father).  This story about not about those men either.  I was in high school when my mom’s third husband left, finally having enough of her abusive ways.  I hated both these men for leaving me alone in a home with this woman

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.  After high school I moved as far out of state as possible to be away from my home life situation.  I attended a Big 10 school finishing my Bachelor’s Degree and then stayed on for another two years finishing my Master’s Program.  Now being away from my mother as long as these 6 years I had allowed her back into my life at arms length.  I learned to keep her at a distance where she could not bring me down or do me harm. 

 

About half way through my second year in Graduate School my mom told me she’d met and amazing man who was young, educated, hard working, intelligent, well spoken and more than anything else kind and generous.  At the time I was 23 years old and not interested in adding a man to my life, I only wanted to look forward to starting my career and– I particularly did not my mom setting me up with any men.  Especially considering her history with men and the fact that I was 400 miles away at school.  To my complete surprise I quickly learned the man my mother was describing was not intended for me to meet, but was someone she’d met herself.   She told me she’d been dating this man for a few months and they wanted to get married, but before getting married he wanted to meet me and have my blessing in marrying my mother.  It would not take my traveling the 400 miles to give my blessing, having my mom pre-occupied with a man in her life and not calling me 24/7 was reason enough to give my blessing.  I considered the situation and obliged her.  I didn’t think there would be any problems with her in this situation because she would be on her best behavior with a new man around so I flew home for a weekend to meet Matt. 

 

What I learned of Matt before meeting him is that he was 34 years old.  A full 10 years younger than my mom.  This was not that surprising though considering my mother’s vanity kept her in great shape.  She often passed for my sister more so than my mom.  What I did not know until getting off the plane and seeing mom and Matt pull up to the airport terminal was how good looking Matt is.  His body is not rock solid, more to the point that he’s obviously strong but big boned.  He’s well proportioned, dark and boldly handsome.  College guys are all about working out and banging a different chick each weekend.  I could see Matt was well beyond that, he was tall and confident in his stride.  It took me both hands to carry my roller bag – when he picked up the bag with one hand and put it into the back of the Explorer I could plainly see muscles moving across his back as he moved.  I was impressed, I was very impressed. 

 

The weekend home with mom was as expected, we had a good two days together and Sunday evening I was left standing at the airport terminal with my bag headed back to school.  As I finished out my last semester at school my thoughts often turned to Matt.  Being only 11 years older than myself Matt knew full well he was not a father figure to me, nor did either of us want that to be the case.  Matt does not have children of his own, due to his extreme focus on being successful in his career.  He told me straight from the beginning he and I could be friends, but he was not a step-father.  Nor did he want that title from me – so seeing what a great guy Matt is I extended my friendship and in return got his.  So now when mom would call the cell phone, I found myself less and less screening calls/sending her to voice mail and more and more answering the call to chat with her knowing that I would also get to have 5 minutes with Matt. 

 

As the months passed I finished my last semester and found myself having to move another 300 miles from school (further from home) to take my first job working in another city for the same company through which I did my intern work during my Master’s program.  I knew the move would be difficult for me.  I’m a small girl, 5’-2” and 118 lbs.  While I’m describing myself I’ll digress to give the full story; brown hair shoulder length, brown eyes, very shapely hips and ass with 36C breasts.  I called mom and Matt to ask for their financial help to more after graduation.  What I got was somewhat different, mom had taken the opportunity to insert herself in to the situation by saying that they would fly into town, rent a moving van, the three of us could pack up the van and Matt could drive the three of us to my new apartment and unpack there.  I agreed to the situation; 1. I really needed the help and 2. I was looking forward to seeing Matt again.  Our phone conversations over the months had really allowed me to get to know him I was excited about the thought of seeing him again.

 

Seeing Matt again was not at all what I expected.  Living with my mom over the past 6 months had completely worn him down.  He was still very handsome, but had lost some weight and I could plainly see the confidence had disappeared from his eye as his face drooped.  He had obviously become the victim of my mother reverting back to her abusive ways over the past months.  I looked into Matt’s eyes and he into mine, without a word between us there was a complete sense of understanding.  We decided on a local college hot spot that offered some entertainment with dinner.  Matt and I played some darts and video games while mom looked on sipping wine at the table.  When the food came mom had had more than one glass of wine which meant Instant Bitch was right around the corner.  Through dinner Matt and I were very cautious of not letting her lead us into a fight at the table.  I was happy when after dinner I dropped them at the hotel entrance.  As I pulled away Matt looked back at me as if to say “Please don’t leave me here alone.” 

 

The next day I picked up Matt to take him to the rental store for the moving van.  On the drive he asked me if my mother had ever been abusive to me.  I pulled the car to the side of the road and I started to cry uncontrollably.  He didn’t say anything more (now knowing full well the answer to his own question).  Instead he reached across the front seat wrapped his arms around my shoulders.  I felt an incredible sense of understanding in those arms and even more of a sense of comfort.  I suddenly realized that here is a grown man (like my mother’s other husbands) who has no doubt just endured the wrath of my mother’s onslaught probably all night, yet here he is comforting me.  Through my own tears I looked up at Matt and kissed him.  Not a friendly kiss, but an ‘I want you’ kiss.  I did this without even thinking and cannot even now say completely for sure where it came from.  Matt did not kiss me back, but let me go, we both composed ourselves and drove on to the rental place to pick up the van.  The next day we arrived with packed van to my new city and new apartment.  That night mom and Matt got a taxi to the airport where they had arranged to fly home that night. 

 

I started work a couple days later and worked hard to get into a new routine in a new city.  I found some excitement in being out on my own without classes or homework after a day at work.  But night time was boring and I was alone without the friends and support system I enjoyed at school.  Sometimes I would call home to talk to mom and Matt, other times I would call Matt at his work to talk to him without mom’s overhearing.  Matt never asked me about the kiss I gave him and I came to realize through our conversations that things I told him did not get back to my mom, I had complete confidence and trust in him – being away from him I began to find difficult and it was at that point I realized I loved him.  Not a passionate love, at least not yet, but a familiar love. 

 

Mom and Matt came to visit me over a long Easter weekend one spring.  Mom was in good spirits, but I could see Matt was still on the losing end of the abuse.  He’d lost more weight and I could see his musculature ripple through this continuously thinning skin.  Had I not felt sorry for him knowing the extent of his situation I would have thought more of his appearance, particularly his lean, strong 6-0 frame.  He was like a powerful tower over me even in his dreary state.  But yet I saw past that and knew him as a gentle giant with teddy bear kindness.  I was aware that mom has started drinking again from conversations with Matt.  However not until that night did I know how much she was drinking.  We’d gone to a local restaurant for dinner.  Mom had her usual several cocktails and we decided to call it a night before she started to get mean.  We got back to the hotel and I went up with them to say good night.  Mom pulled out another bottle of wine and as we chatted she chugged the whole bottle.  When she started into her bullshit I said good night and asked Matt to drive me home.

 

The drive home was not what I expected.  Matt was cautious with his words, but told me that no matter what happened he intended to stay with mom as his wife because he’d never given up on anything and he didn’t feel leaving the marriage was safe for me regardless of the cost to him.  I knew that he’d never hurt my mom regardless of whatever she did to him, not because he’s a pussy, but because he’s a real man.  I also now knew this man was staying with my mom to protect me from her regardless of the cost to himself.  I began to cry again, like a 4 year old girl hurt from a fall with a skinned knee.  Matt pulled into the complex parking lot and stopped in front of my apartment door.  I asked him to come inside to get my spare car key to drive back to the hotel so I could keep my primary set with my other keys.  We stepped inside and I gave him the spare car keys.  I still had tears in my eyes from Matt’s kind words as he reached up to use a thumb rubbing away the tears.  I could not help myself I reached up grabbed his hand and kissed the palm.  I then through myself into his arms and hugged him tightly.  He hugged me back, closed the door behind him and returned to the hotel.  About an hour later there was a knock at the door, to my shock it was Matt with the tell tale red cheek from being slapped and scratches on his neck where she’d attacked him.  I opened the door to his face when he said, ‘No matter how much harm she does I just cannot bring myself to hit a woman.  She’s passed out cold and will not remember anything until morning now.  Can I come in and rest with you awhile to calm down?’  I could not have been happier to have him there.  He sat on the couch and I sat next to him in my gym shorts and a sweat shirt.  He put his arm out and I curled up into him like a kitten into a blanket.  As we sat quietly watching TV at some point he feel asleep.  Here I was with this big strong man in his arms, truly my best friend in the world at that point.  It didn’t matter to me he was married to my mom, I was overcome with the need to have this man and my feelings overwhelmed me. 

 

I got up and quietly undressed myself, shedding my sweatshirt and cotton shorts.  I stood there naked in front of Matt when my body shook and I could feel the anticipation building between my legs.  I sat back down across Matt’s lap straddling him.  This had the obvious effect of waking him, when he saw my nakedness he jumped off the couch and I wrapped my legs around his waste and arms around his neck tightly to hold on.  He was trying to get me off him, but I held on tight and I told him how much I needed him and I wanted to thank him for protecting me.  He stood still looking at me just long enough to let me kiss him.  He did not kiss me back.  On my second kiss he told me I was about to cross a line from which I would not be able to retreat.  I looked him in the eye and said only ‘I know’.  The third kiss he reluctantly did accept my lips and wrapped his arms around my back grabbing an ass cheek with each hand to hold me up on him.

 

I relaxed my grip around his waist and let my legs fall back to the ground.  I slid down his tall frame until my face was nuzzling at his chest through his shirt.  I pulled his shirt up from behind as high as I could reach and he took it off from there.  Then stepping back I released his belt and unsnapped the 501s he filled out so nicely.  I was surprised and happy to see his cock pop free when his jeans fell off his waist with no underwear.  He smiled and mentioned underwear was something he hated wearing and purposefully did not wear underwear now because it was something that my mom did not like that was in his own little way a victory of some independence.  I could not help myself.  Sucking dick was not something that I often liked to do with guys I’d been with in college.  Their own goal was to get off themselves so sucking a dick was an option to just getting fucked and getting what I could out of the experience.  However Matt was more than I could control myself around.  I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth like a baby accepts a bottle.  He tasted good and I could feel him grow in my mouth.  I let my tongue explore the underside of his shaft, around the base of the head of his cock and up to the slit at the end.  It was an incredible feeling for me and I couldn’t stop myself from exploring him in my mouth.  He was gentle and let me have my way not moving or forcing himself in me, but letting me slide back and forth at my own pace.  His cock continued to grow longer than what I could get into the back of my mouth.  I tried to get my lips all the way to the base of his cock, but the head went into my throat.  I could have taken the length, but he width of his cock would not allow it to go down my throat further so instead I continued to focus on the head and shaft.  I continued this exploring for about five minutes on not a word was said and until this point he’d not touched me in any other way.  I felt a slight twitch in his cock and looked up to him with his dick never leaving my mouth as he looked down to meet my eyes I knew he was about to cum.  I gave him an approving nod and with that I closed my eyes focused on using my tongue as much as my mouth on him and then it hit me like a cannon shot.  The first shot hit the top of my mouth and I quickly moved down as far as possible so the rest of his 6 to 7 shots went straight down my throat.  I held him there for a long while until I knew he was spent then slowly pulled the head of his dick back past my throat and slid my mouth off his cock.  He collapsed back on the couch watching me swallow what was left of him in my mouth.  I moved between his legs still on my knees and kissed him shooting my tongue into his mouth to share the taste.  He willingly accepted my tongue and kissed me back more passionately then I have ever been kissed in my life.  If my pussy were not wet and sensitive enough by this point it certainly grew and I felt a little knot of anticipation building in my stomach.  He continued to kiss me and with his strong frame picked me up from the floor in one swoop and carried me to my bedroom laying me across my bed and moving the giant overstuffed teddy bear he’d given me as a gift on a previous visit.  I felt so small as Matt stood over me laying across my bed and I could now more than ever appreciate his strength and size.  He moved toward me laying across the top of me by never quite touching my body with his except to kiss me with the same passion he’s just done on the living room couch.  My body shivered with chills and my nipples hardened until they hurt.  He moved from kissing my lips over my chin, down my neck to the middle of my chest then took a breast into his mouth and gently flicked my nipple with his tongue.  I was beside myself and wanted so badly to relieve myself by shoving my fingers in my own pussy to give myself the building release I needed.  Matt felt my anticipation and as if I had said out loud what I was thinking he continue sucking on my breast, one then the other, while moving his hands up to grab my wrists and pin me from touching myself or him in any way.  I couldn’t help myself and as I have never experience before I began to squirm uncontrollably under his body.  He let the weight of his frame slowly down on my hips and waste.  I could feel the head of his cock against the opening of labia and I so wanted him to push into me and spread my pussy lips wide open.  Instead he slowly and purposefully guided the head of his dick up and down the length of my pussy slit from the bottom all the way up past my clit and back down again.  I was going crazy and before I knew what had happened my pussy clenched up and I body went as rigid as a board pushing against his weight and I came – I came hard and deep and long.  When I started to relax I didn’t have the same feeling of being spent and not wanting more (like was so often the case with other boys I’d been with).  My body had not betrayed me and even though I had just reached the most intense orgasm I’d ever felt I was ready for more (instead of the usual clenching my teeth through the rest of being fucked until the guy was finished). 

 

Matt released his grip on my wrists and lifted his hips and guided me to roll over onto my stomach under him.  He pulled his knees up on either side and sat up on the back of my thighs.  I could feel the weight of his hard cock laying in the valley formed by my ass.  He leaned down and kissed the back of my neck pulling my hair to the side.  With his hands he rubbed my back hard and with deep massaging circles.  Where his hands went his mouth followed with kisses down and down slowly until he reached my ass cheeks.  He continued rubbing up once cheek down the other and then pulled my ass cheeks apart and ran his tough the length down my ass until he got between my leg and was licking my pussy lips.  I could feel his nose buried in my ass as his tongue worked my pussy and clit from behind.  He knew my pussy better then I knew myself and with a finger rubbed the clit gently.  When his tongue hit the clit he’d move his finger inside my pussy and rub my g-spot simultaneously.  I couldn’t help myself and I began to once again feel another orgasm coming on.  He sensed this too and kept up the rhythm with his fingers but moved his head and body back up my back until I felt the head of his cock against my pussy lips and moved his finger away.  Slowly, and without missing a beat he moved his cock past the entrance to my pussy moving in an inch, pulling all the way back out and pushing back in an inch deeper each time until I could feel his groin and balls all the way up against the back of my legs and the top of his dick bottoming out inside my pussy.  He was bigger than anything I have had before.  He was more gentle, caring of my needs, knowing of my desires and a man like no other now buried as deep into my pussy as possible.  For the first time since kissing him in the living room either of use spoke when he told me that I made his cock feel so incredibly good inside my tight pussy.  With that he began to slowly move in and out fucking me.  I could not help myself and without any thing more to grab onto I bit down on an edge of comforter clenching my teeth and the orgasm I was so close to finally took over and I once again screamed and clenched down my pussy against the side of his cock.  Matt slowly slid his cock completely out of my pussy and I felt the fire of a thousand torches shooting though my body.  I was out of control and needed more.  But now more than what I needed, I needed to feel him explode inside my pussy washing the inside with his cum.   As soon as I felt his weight come off my ass I rolled over and motioned for him to roll off of me onto his back.  I got up next to him and kissed the light hair on his stomach and up his chest.  Reaching his face I had taken the time necessary to rest myself.  I reached one leg over him straddling his waste until I felt his cock at my pussy.  Pushing back I felt his length drive into me until I was at the bottom where I could sit up on him and fuck him for myself.  He tried putting his hands on my ass to guide me but I made him grab the bed covers and rode him myself up and down, side to side and in circular motions.  I wanted his cock to feel every part of my pussy as it had done in my mouth before.  I was purposefully moving slowly although I could tell he wanted me to speed up the rhythm to make him cum.  I denied him this and made him watch me play with my own tits as I rode up and down, back and forth across his pelvis driving his cock into the deepest parts of my pussy.  He loved the show and when his eyes shifted from my kneading my own tits to looking at my pussy grinding against his hips, cock buried to the hilt.  Then I felt it.  His cock twitched and the thrust of his cum moving up the shaft I felt on the walls of my pussy until it exploded out of the top deep inside of me.  I’d never felt so satisfied in myself or having satisfied a partner as I did with Matt.  We collapsed in each others arms, me on top of him leaving his spent cock to soften inside my pussy until it slipped out on it’s own.  We slept for a short time until the motion of one of us moving stirred up both awake again.  Matt and I had one more good fucking on the bed when he turned me around and fucked me doggie style.  This time there were no points for style, it was raw animal fucking.  My banging my ass back to meet his every thrust forward, he had a hold of my waist at the top of each hip and was using my hip bone to pull himself deep into me until.  I quickly succumbed to an unprecedented third orgasm in one night no less intense than either of the first two.  However Matt could sense I was overly sensitive inside when he pulled out and turned me over shoving his cock into my face.  I had just wrapped my lips around the head when  I felt the first shot hit my tongue, Matt thrust downward into my throat and finished cuming deeper down my throat than I have ever had anything before that didn’t hit my stomach and get digested.

 

Matt and I have continued our sharing in the passion of living in the shadows with an abusive mother/wife.  I have recently gotten engaged myself to another man, but that’s a different part of my life.  I will continue to fuck Matt and I suspect the same will be true through my own marriage.  In our own twisted way it our gift to each other for having to share the life we lead with our common devil.  I don’t expect anyone else to understand or accept the fact that Matt was, is and continues to be the best fuck and most talented partner I will ever have, but for Matt and I this works and as long as we are willing and able we will continue fucking each other this way.