In Grant’s mind, the marriage had improved somewhat over the past few weeks when May, apparently, discovered her kinky side. Last Saturday night had been great with Grant tying May to their bed with silken scarves before fucking her until he experienced a mighty orgasm.

This week, May had suggested that she tie him up and tease him. Grant, eager for sex, had agreed but had been vaguely surprised when May had produced the shackles.

And after restraining his hands, she rattled on about trust and other bollocks!

‘What do you mean, honey?’ Grant asked, wondering why women choose the most inopportune time to discuss things that are important to their flighty minds but, actually dull as dishwater to the superior male mind.

He wryly remembered when he had been fucking Joan, his secretary two weeks ago, she had asked him if he loved her. Loved her! Right in the middle of fucking! Talk about spoiling the bloody moment! Women don’t have a bloody clue!

‘Marriage,’ May said, bending to fasten shackles to Grant’s ankles, ‘is built on trust. It’s rather obvious  - well, it is to me.’

Grant watched her fasten the shackles, his eyes flitting back to her buoyant breasts that threatened to spill from the black lace bustier.

She brushed her long blonde hair back with her fingers, smiled at his ankles and said, ‘there. Try to move your legs.’

Grant tried and found they were fastened as tightly as his hands.

‘Good,’ May said, standing and Grant found his eyes were level with the lace panel of her panties, framed beautifully by the black lace straps of her suspenders that led to the dark nylon band of her stocking tops.

‘I have some more treats for you, darling,’ May said rummaging in the large department store shopping bag in which she had transported the shackle. It was incongruous to see her remove fiendish articles from a bag with a revered and well-known conservative brand name on its side.

‘Do you know what this is?’

Grant stared at the contraption of straps and meta rodsl and shook his head.

‘It’s a harness for your head,’ May said with a sly smile, ‘it will keep your head perfectly still.’

‘Now look, May,’ Grant said, deciding that enough was enough and May smiled when she saw his cock wilt a little.

‘That’s for later,’ she said, ignoring him and placing the neck harness on the bed. ‘Time for this!’

This was a ball gag and Grant instantly recognised it for what it was.

‘May, there’s no need…’

‘There’s every need, darling,’ May said softly, moving close, her nylon leg brushing his thigh and Grant’s eyes widened as the gag moved closer. ‘Open wide.’

‘No…honey…no…’

His protests assisted May’s goal and enabled her to push the ball gag firmly into Grant’s mouth, buckling it tightly behind his head.

Smiling with triumph, May sat back on her heels, her knees turning pale under the black nylon and looked at her husband.

‘Try to say something, darling,’ she urged, the smile now forming a grin, ‘it doesn’t have to be anything profound.’

Her fingers found his testicles and Grant felt her warm hand close around his precious yet vulnerable maleness.

‘Perhaps a squeeze on the family jewels will help you find something to say?’

Grant’s eyes bulged and he tried to say, No, don’t! However, he sounded like a drunken monkey asphyxiated with a pillow filled with damp straw!

May laughed delightedly, her fingers fell away from Grant’s balls and she clapped hands in a gesture reminiscent of a schoolgirl.

‘That’s priceless! Excellent!’

She watched her husband coming to terms with his predicament – naked, restrained and gagged – while she, his wife, was free and, for the first time, in control. His eyes filled with anger and he sent wave after wave of mental heat in her direction.

May didn’t appear to recognise her husband’s mental weapon and condescendingly patted his cheek.

‘Poor little boy,’ she said in mocking Mummy tones, ‘is it all going wrong? Is little Granty feeling a little scared?’

She laughed and swung off the bed.

‘As I said, my darling husband, marriage is built on trust. It’s what makes the relationship survive. Unfortunately, I’ve discovered over the years that you haven’t actually been that trustworthy.’

Grant blinked.

What was going on? What did she say?

‘Yes, darling, I’ve known for a while about your sexual escapades and, as a dutiful wife, I thought if I kept quiet you’d get over it in time and settle down.’

She ran a long fingernail down his thigh.

‘I was a silly muffin, wasn’t I?’ May giggled at her naïve stupidity for a second and then looked around the room in a businesslike manner. ‘I need you in that corner but let me put this on you first.’

Grant twisted and turned as May began to fasten a thick leather collar around his neck.

‘Stop being a wriggle bunny! It’s going on whether you want it or not!’

As his wife buckled the collar on, Grant felt the major first pangs of fear – no more little nervous flutters in his stomach – this was naked fear! May’s cold eyes looked down at him as she connected a long leather strap – more like a leash – to the collar.

‘Now,’ May said in a serious tone, ‘I need you on your knees in that corner.’

Grant spluttered protests but the gag made his words unintelligible.

‘We can do it the easy way – well,’ May giggled, her breasts jiggling in the bustier, ‘easier – or the hard way. You can either help me or I’ll just roll you off the bed and you could land with a thump on your face or on this!’

Her fingers encircled his hard cock and May languidly pulled it once or twice, eliciting a small muffled moan from her gagged husband.

‘I wonder if it would snap off if you landed on it?’ May said with a giggle and a horrified Grant gaped at her. ‘It just might bend into a right angle – you’d have a G-spot dickie!’

May laughed delightedly at that while Grant stared at her with naked terror.

‘I’ll swing your legs over the bed and we’ll see if you’ve decided to help me.’

What choice did he have?

He watched his wife walk past, her sexy bottom jiggling in the black panties and moved his legs off the bed.

Grant felt the floor under his bare feet.

‘Kneel down there and walk on your knees to the corner.’

He looked wildly at her and May, hands on hips, stared coldly back.

‘If you don’t, I’m going to get my curling wand, heat it up and play with your dickie!’

He looked up at her hard eyes and, intuitively, knew his wife wasn’t joking!

That was all it took and Grant shuffled over the floor, hard dick bobbing in the night air while his wife watched.

‘Turned around and kneel on this pillow,’ May said, dropping a pillow onto the floor. Muffled sounds of protest leaked from the gag but Grant did as he was told. 

May leant over him to do something behind him with the leash, her leg brushing his face and Grant inhaled her perfume. His cock twitched and May smiled down at it as she stood up, panty-covered groin close to his face.

‘The leash is locked on to the window latch so you can’t go anywhere.’

Grant tried to move but the leash kept him in position.

‘I’ll put the harness on and then we’ll have a little talk.’

She walked away and Grant watched sadly as her bottom wiggled within the panties. He had a feeling he wasn’t getting into those panties tonight!

What was going on in her mind?

She knows about my affairs?

What will she do? Spank me?

His cock twitched at the thought as May walked back with the harness in her hand and squatted down next to him.

His eyes fell to her breasts and she smiled.

‘You’ll get to see them later, darling, but not how you intended,’ May said as she began to fasten the strange leather harness with short slim metal poles around his head.

Grant moved his head this way and that to prevent her and May stopped.

‘It’s going on, darling,’ she said in a quiet voice. ‘If I have to kick you in your precious balls first and then put it on when you are incapable, I will! Believe me! Your choice.’

May stood up and Grant inadvertently glanced down at her black high heel shoes.

‘If you’re going to let me fix the harness on you, nod.’

Grant tried to cry out to his wife, to beg her not to but the steely look in her eyes told him that May meant everything she said.

Slowly, he nodded.

‘Good boy,’ May said, squatting again, presenting Grant with a view of her black panties stretched tightly over her pussy as she fitted the strange harness to his head.

‘There,’ she said after a few moments and standing up, ‘all done.’

May walked back to the bed and sat on the edge.

‘I suppose you’re wondering what that harness is, darling? It’s very simple; it’s rather like blinkers on a horse. It keeps your head in one position so you have to look over here at the bed.’

Grant tried to turn his head but couldn’t, no matter how much energy he used and found his head was firmly fixed in one position. Grant could only stare ahead.

May smiled.

‘Trust, darling. I trusted you and you shattered that trust after just seven months into our marriage but I thought, at least, I was keeping my dignity. That no one would know that you were having your little flings. I was just fooling myself I know, but I needed to.’

Grant stared at her, his stomach turning with fear as he wondered if his wife had become insane.

‘And then, darling, I discovered that you liked to brag about your conquests! That you gossipped about it!’

Grant blinked and frantically strained against the shackles but they were immovable.

‘Everyone knows! All my friends and their husbands – everyone! I even asked Steve – you remember Steve, the young man who cleans the swimming pool – if he had heard anything and he even knew!’

Muffled urgent sounds came from the gag but May ignored them.

‘Trust, darling. I trusted you just as you trusted me to remain faithful to you. And I did!’

May stood up and walked over, looking down on the naked and sweating Grant.

‘I was a fool but I did trust you, darling, just like you trusted me.’

May squatted down again and fondled her husband’s rigid cock.

‘You think with this and you shattered our trust with it.’

Her eyes burrowed into Grants and he tried to look away from that terrible look but the harness prevented his head from moving.

‘So,’ May continued, standing, ‘I’ve decided that I’m going to shatter your trust in me!’

Grant gaped up at his delectable wife’s thighs and even though he couldn’t move his head up, he could tell she was grinning.

‘Steve will be here in ten minutes and I’m going to let him fuck me on our bed while you watch!’

Her calm words were like a burning hot sword piercing his intestines and he gawked painfully at her thighs.

Grant spluttered furiously in the gag and May laughed softly before pushing her pelvis forward so her panty-covered pussy filled her husband’s vision.

‘This sweet pussy wasn’t enough for you but I’m sure it will be for Steve. He couldn’t take his eyes off me when I sunbaked in my tiny bikini. He really wants to fuck me and I can’t wait to feel him inside me! Judging by the way he stretches his jeans, he’s bloody huge!’

More urgent and terrified spluttering as Grant attempted to move but the harness kept his head fixed and the shackles and the leash combined to immobilise him completely.

He was trapped!

‘Poor darling,’ May said, squatting to pat Grant’s cheek, ‘you will watch another man fuck me. I know, you can close your eyes but you can’t close your ears and we both know I’m such a screamer!’

May stood and, still laughing softly walked from the room.

Grant’s stomach churned at the horror of what his wife had said.

She couldn’t do that!

She couldn’t!

Not sweet little May!

No!

Music drifted from downstairs and Grant struggled again with the shackles.

If I can get free, get out of here and I can stop this! I must stop this, I must!

He froze when he heard the doorbell.

No! She can’t! Please god, no!

Voices on the stairs and, suddenly, May walked in leading a slightly embarrassed young man dressed in a white T-shirt and faded blues jeans. He was sinewy, tanned and muscular and his eyes widened when he saw Grant huddled in the corner.

‘Fuck! What’s he doing here?’

May moved into his arms, pushing her self against him and kissed him on the lips.

‘He likes to watch,’ she whispered, her fingers stroking Steve’s cock through his jeans.

‘He likes to what?’ Steve demanded but May claimed another kiss as she unzipped his jeans.

‘He likes to watch, baby,’ May said hoarsely and, to his horror, Grant watched her hand slip into the other man’s jeans. ‘He’s hard, baby, look.’

Steve squinted over at Grant and horrified, Grant realised that his own cock was erect!

‘Yeah,’ Steve said slowly, ‘he’s got a woody.’

‘And so have you!’ May teased and Grant watched as Steve’s jeans and briefs fell to the floor and May leisurely pumped his large and obviously rigid cock.

She turned a little so Grant had no choice but to see her hand sliding up and down Steve’s thick uncircumcised cock. It was devastating and Grant felt waves of nausea sweep over him!

‘So,’ Steve asked, as he peeled his T-shirt off over his head, ‘do you do this often? Do this kinky shit?’

‘Nothing kinky here, baby,’ May said as she squatted down so she was level with Steve’s cock, ‘I’m just going to suck and fuck you. And he can watch all he likes.’ May winked at the distraught Grant before slowly licking Steve’s throbbing cock.

Grant’s heart pounded and his stomach turned over as he watched May suck another man’s cock.

Each suck, each bellow-like movement of her cheeks sent a dagger through his heart and Grant felt sick with jealously. He wanted this to end, to wake up from this awful nightmare and to find his sweet sexy and innocent wife curled up in bed beside him.

Powerless, he watched as the now naked Steve crawled onto the bed and began suckling on May’s breast. The bustier came loose and her magnificent breasts bounced free and into Steve’s willing hands.

‘Fuck, they’re huge!’

Steve suckled on them with a fevered passion and May arched back moaning.

No! Grant’s mind was dangerously close to exploding.

Stop! Please…please…please…

Moaning into the gag, he could only watch tearfully as Steve removed May’s panties and his wife willingly parted her thighs, her pink pussy glistening obscenely in the soft light. Steve’s hands roamed, tickling slightly before sensuously noisily finger fucking her, much to the obvious delight of May!

It went by in a blur and to his humiliation, Grant’s cock remained hard as he watched another man fuck his willing wife.

The pool man, for fucks sake!

May took him on all fours and Steve pounded in and out, howling with delight and then flicked May over onto her back to ram into her again with that large red cock, her legs almost behind her ears.

Grant whimpered into the gag as salty tears dripped from his nose.

No, please…please…no…no…

‘I’m coming, baby!’ Steve said hoarsely.

‘I’m close,’ May whimpered. ‘Keep going…please,’ she pleaded hoarsely.

May came with a heart wrenching scream and fevered movements that left red fingernail marks down Steve’s broad back. The cry of ecstasy from his wife was the worse moment for Grant who was now sobbing openly.

Steve also rocked with his orgasm, face contorted with pleasure.

Grant hoped it would end then – that it was over - but that was not to be.

He had to endure May and Steve, cuddling, talking in loud whispers about sex, about Grant’s perverted desires and many other things while Grant knelt in the corner, forced to watch the bed.

And then Steve and May went at it again - wild, passionate fucking - and this time, Grant just slumped in his bonds and clenched his eyes shut.

But he had to listen and more tears formed as May screamed in ecstasy once again while Steve grunted and exclaimed that May was ‘a fucking horny slut!’

Finally, Steve left after a scornful look at Grant and May crawled naked down the end of the bed to smile in triumph at her huddled husband.

‘That was nice, darling,’ she said softly, ‘I can see why you enjoy fucking other women. Variety is the spice of life, after all.’

Grant opened his eyes and May saw they were red and hollow, his expression one of a broken man.

‘Don’t worry, darling,’ May said with a smile to her stricken husband who knelt defeated in the corner, ‘I won’t tell anyone and I trust Steve not to tell anyone. Although, I can’t guarantee that Steve won’t brag – you know what men are like! They don’t seem to understand a matter of trust.’

(Carmenica Diaz

I was around behind the pumps and at the side of the building before anyone in my family knew it.  Just as I found the men’s room, I saw two young men out back smoking cigarettes.  They spied me and I saw their expression of wow, and sort of a devilish grin, as I ducked inside the room.  It was cool and dreary looking, and smelled to high heaven.  I made my way over to the commode and dropped my trunks and plopped out my little cock.  I had no real body hair at all and as I stood there relieving myself, the door opened and in walked both young men.  To be polite I calming said, “I’ll be done in a moment.”

These two men, were around six one or two.  They were dressed in slightly worn jeans and no shirt and one was a black man, with almost no hair.  The white boy was sort of wild eyed looking with curly waves of black hair and had some sort of mark on his arm like a scar.  Just as I was about to drip dry, I saw him loosen his pants and let them fall, and I saw his massive eight inch cock just dropped down and then slowly rise upwards as he slid his hand on it.  I gasped and turned to compare my own and felt like a midget.  Then I saw the black man do the same and as he shoved his pants down, he locked the door.  His cock was monstrous almost ten inches and fat with a slightly pink looking color to the tip, but when he pulled on it for a second it got even bigger.  The two of them walked over to me and standing right beside me smiled and whispered, “How about you let us give you a ride on these big cocks sweetheart?”

As I reach down to get my shorts the black man stepped on them keeping me from pulling them up and making me slightly bent as the white boy crammed his cock forward poking me in the eye.  He laughed as he did it and then said, “Suck my dick.”

I spouted back, “No!”

Then the black man slapped his massive hand over my mouth and said, “Well then I will just fuck you white boy.”

With that I was lifted put pf my shorts and hoisted up as he used my asshole for his pleasure.  His hand firmly over my mouth as he crammed it inside me causing me to groan and scream a muffled cry.  He shot it in deep and hard and then began to get a rhythm going that was all but tearing me in half.  He held me like that long enough for me to feel a hot gushing in my ass.  When he did he left in me a few more seconds then passed me to the white boy.  He did the same thing and as he did, I heard the black tell him, “Wayne, we can take this piece of ass to my place and keep in the barn.  Who knows we fucking keep him there long enough to turn into a regular whore.”

Wayne now fucking like a wild man, as he clamped over my mouth with his hand, panted back, “Get the fucking…car…Jake.  Get…the fucking…car.”

Jake the black man spun out of the bathroom and I could hear his hot rod engine start and then the sound grow closer just as Wayne let his cum go inside my ass.”

He let me down still clutching my mouth one hand and pulled his pants up enough that he could carry me and walk to the door.  He stopped and looked for a sign from Jake which he gave and then he pushed me into the car between them.  I was naked and my shorts and flip flops were inside as we sped off for a few feet before Wayne remembered them.  Jake took the muffling control of me as Wayne raced back inside, just as I saw the family station wagon turn and pass us and head to the interstate entrance ramp, and down the road they went.  They had mistakenly thought that I was asleep and in the back of the car and didn’t check to make sure.

Wayne returned and the car sped away at a high speed as Jake steered it crazily.  We dashed down the road and then back out some lonely look gravel roads until with a screeching sound, we stopped in the middle of nowhere near an old broken down barn.

Jake pulled me out as I began to struggle and scream, and as I did he laughed and replied, “No damn way anybody who can hear is going to come here and bother me.  This is my place no one lives around here but my older brother and he wouldn’t give a damn about no white boy.  Now you can scream until you can’t talk or you can use that mouth to suck my dick.”

With that he pushed his jeans off and exposed his cock to my mouth as he guided my head to it with a force.  He pushed my mouth back and forth over it and then rubbed it all over my face as his cock grew slightly rigid.  Wayne had stripped himself and as fondling my ass as he told me, “I am going to enjoy your ass this time.”

With that his cock went up inside me and lifting up off the ground he held me and butt fucked me as Jake began to slap his cock to my lips and face.  Finally after gasping for a few minutes from the attack in my rear, I relented and let his cock into my mouth.  It wasn’t nearly as bad as I imagined and felt sort of funky as he slid it in and out.  Then when he poked it down my throat causing me to gag I felt his hands grip my ears so hard that I swallowed it all and managed not to suffocate.  I couldn’t taste anything but salty sweat as his cock rocked my face and I was in shock from the whopping in my ass by Wayne as he let a hot surge of fluid go inside me.  Then Jake pulled back and placed the tip on my lips and splattered my mouth with his cream.  I managed not swallow of all of it but a great deal of his tangy cream made it in me.

Jake looked at me when I finished and said, “Now you cleaned me up pretty good boy, do that for me each time and I will try not to cock you dick of and feed it to you.”

Wayne was relaxing after his climax and added, “Yeah if you let us fuck you good, we won’t have to kill you.”

Then as he released me Jake dragged me inside the old barn and forced me into an old stable and locked it with a big wooden board over the latch.  They left me inside there alone for a long time before he returned and gave me a beer and old bread and bologna sandwich.  I had never tasted beer but I drank it and it sort of relaxed me.  Then Wayne lit up a cigarette that he made himself and forced me to smoke it.  A few minutes later and I was calmer than I had been since it all started and well I hate it admit, I was getting horny.  My little cock popped out its full four inches and pointed at my chin as they giggled and laughed at me.  I was seated between them on a wooden stool just inside my stall as Jake asked me, “Would like to suck my dick now?”

He stood up and dropped his pants and plopped his whopper out for me to gaze at just as Wayne reach around me and started to fondle my cock.  I looked back at him and Wayne kissed me and when he did, I accepted and returned it the same way he did me.  Then his hand slowly went up and down my shaft and up my body to my nipples.  When he touched them it felt good, really good and I tingled all over.  Kissing me gain he let his fingers fondle them for a few more seconds then whispered, “You want to suck Jake now boy.”

I turned and looked at the black cock and sank my mouth to it and began to suck him madly.  He enjoyed me now as the beer and pot had relaxed me enough to get horny and when Wayne put his cock in my ass again, I got so hot my right hand held Jake while my left rubbed my own tits and cock until I came and then Wayne came.  Then I knelt and gave Jake my all and when I had sucked him well enough he splattered my open mouth with his hot cum.

Then Jake went out of the barn for a while, as Wayne kept me company kissing me and fondling me until I sank down to suck his cock.  He was semi hard after a few minutes then as I sucked him a few more minutes he was hard as nails and so was I.  Then Wayne surprised me by lifting me up and kneeling down and sucking my cock until I came in his mouth.  We kissed a few more times until he let me suck his cock off fully.

When Jake returned he had a blanket and two old pans.  He also brought some rope and a dog collar, which placed around my neck.  He used the rope as a leash and led me out the other side of the barn and down to creek.  There he had me bathe in it with bar soap until I was clean, then they locked me back up in the barn.  The blanket was to sleep on and keep war and the pans were to piss and shit in.  There were some old newspapers there that he piled up by them as well.  Then just before sundown they left me locked inside with a fresh beer, a pack of crackers and some gum.  They were gone all night, as I slept there all alone in the darkness.  I was lonely and by the time the pot wore off I was getting frightened until they pulled up and brought me another joint and another beer.  Two minutes late and Jake was getting sucked by me like a porno star, as Wayne fucked my ass until he screamed loudly.  They fucked me twice before they fed me and left alone for the afternoon.  That just before sundown they returned and took me to bathe and they fucked me while I was tied up over a stump near the creek.  I had wash again and then I was put to bed, but not before smoking a joint with Wayne and letting Jake suck my cock off this time.

It went on like this until it started to get cold weather.  I really lost track of time then.  They knew I couldn’t stay there in the winter so they decided I need to be let go.  I refused as by this time I was hooked on three tings, beer, pot and sex.  I told them no and that I wanted to stay with them. Jake finally agreed to let me stay in his house with his brother and after I met Cletus I was hooked on four things, Black Cocks as the last one.  I slept with Cletus and he fucked me all night long sometimes, everyday when he got back from the mill.  Jake and Wayne started taking me out with them but I was dressed up like a girl so no one would ever guess who I really was.  When day they drove to a big city and paraded me around some men at a construction site and then got $20 a blow job from me sucking all twelve of them off.  That was when Wayne decided he could pimp me out to men for sex.  He started setting up dates at Jake’s house in the daytime.  After a while I was getting fucked five or more times a day by strangers. 

Along about that time Cletus got jealous and told them, he wanted to keep me for himself.  So he agreed to pay $500 a month rent for me.  Jake and Wayne could still fuck me at the house when he was gone but I wasn’t to be whored out anymore.  The days were lonely but my nights were filled with big meaty surprises.  I lost all track of time until one day when I was cleaning up the room where we stored junk, I found an old newspaper from 1970, and it was talking about me and how the authorities and my parents were still looking for me.  That was when I remembered what had happened 12 years before that, now 25, I was a willing gay slave to Cletus and hooked on Wayne, Jake, Beer and pot.  I knew I couldn’t go home, so I decided to stay.  After all I had made that choice long ago.

I started to notice what I looked like then and realized my hair was now neatly trimmed and even in the front like bangs on a girl and fell to my ass in the back, my thin body had grown to almost 5’7” and I now weighed 145 pounds.   My cock while not nearly big was almost six when it was hard and I was so tanned from all my days playing the sun outside alone.  I started dressing more like a young woman than a man after that.  I also started taking some natural pills that Cletus bought me to make my tots grow.  Some day I may just become a woman, stick around and find out.

Eventually she started writing on the board, and before I could signal a "coast is clear" to Cheryl, I found her hand groping my crotch; she seemed a lot braver than I had been with her. She kneaded and fondled the general vicinity of my penis which quickly sprang into erect mode, growing to its full length. Cheryl must've noticed it doing so before I did, because she quickly grabbed it and started to play with it. Just then the teacher began to turn back to the class, so we returned to our hard-at-work poses.

When next we had some privacy I fended off Cheryl's hand, instead putting mine on her legs, and immediately travelling up to her hips, and across to her crotch, where I got straight down to stroking her vagina through the material of her trousers. I noticed that she was reclining a bit more now, and that her eyes were closed - now, cheryl has a habit of falling asleep in sociology, we all do; but she seems the only one not to try and be sly about it. Unfortunately, this frequently draws the attention of the teacher. I carried on stroking her, and she started making noises; the stereo-typical moans of pleasure. Not loudly, but just enough so as to make me worried that she would get loud enough to warrant the teacher's attention if I continued stroking her. As such, I stopped stroking her crotch, and instead I returned my hand to my own lap, where I slowly undid my zipper, nudging cheryl to get her attention.

After a bit of indecision on her part, she slid her hand inside my jeans, and undid the buttons on the front of my boxers. Finally getting some one-on-one attention, dicky boy sprang up into the gap and into Cheryl's hand. My dick was by now sticking right up out of my trousers, with Cheryl's hand firmly about my shaft, moving slowly up and down.

At this point I decided it would be a good idea to stop, as things could get extremely difficult if the teacher turned around in the next few seconds to the sight of Cheryl holding my dick.

I must have been psychic - the very second I finished doing up my fly and returning my hands to the keyboard of my laptop, she spun on her heel and dismissed the class; I couldn't believe the class had gone by so quickly.

Pt III coming soon, which includes the addition of another classmate, one who DID notice Cheryl grabbing my crotch.

She was as beautiful as he had hoped, and as her pictures had suggested. As they sat across from each other at the small round table, he enjoyed watching her as she spoke with the charming Yankee accent. He liked the way her shoulder-length auburn hair moved as she talked, and how her hazel-green eyes flashed when she smiled. He especially liked how she was dressed in a light cotton shirt with at least three buttons undone, and he could see the tops of her breasts. The shirt was only partially opaque, so he could make out the shape of her bra and bra straps, noting that they appeared to be a light peach color, and he wondered if her panties matched.

Her outfit was finished off in a short gray skirt, black hose, which he hoped were thigh-high rather than pantyhose like she said she liked, black high-heels and some simple gold jewelry. After a bit of chitchat Elaine must have decided that Robbie wasn’t some sort Highland ax-murder. She reached out her hand, and touched Robbie’s lightly with her fingertips.

“Why don’t we go to your room, “Elaine purred. Robbie couldn’t believe that his luck would be so good.

Together they went to the elevator. When the door closed, Elaine, rising up on her toes, gave Robbie a quick kiss on the lips, startling him. He looked down into her eyes and was struck with just how lively they seemed.

As he placed the keycard in the slot he felt Elaine’s hands slide around his waist from behind as she leaned against his back pushing her firm breasts into him. Her hands slid over his stomach and she tucked her fingertips into the waistband of his trousers. He felt his cock begin to stir as he felt her body next to his. The door clicked and he pushed his way into the room with Elaine following immediately behind, her hands on his hips.

Once in the room he clicked on a light by the bed, and turned to see Elaine smiling at him as she began to unbutton her blouse. “Sit down,” she said. “Let me show you…”

He did as she asked, sitting on one of the two double beds in the room. In the soft light he watched as Elaine finished unbuttoning her blouse. Slowly she drew it back revealing her bra-encased breasts. He was fascinated. He could see the darker circles of her areoles where they pressed against the sheer patterned silk of the bra. Her nipples pushed out through the fabric and were plainly visible. 

As Elaine slipped her arms from her blouse, she let it fall to the floor behind her. She ran her hands over her hips, up over her smooth tummy and over her breasts. Robbie could see that she was pushing them up, and that excited him. Cupping her right breast in her left hand, she used the other to slip the left shoulder strap from the bra down. Then, changing hands, she cupped her left breast in her right hand and moved the right strap down, as well. Elaine smiled at Robbie as she pulled her bra cups down, exposing her breasts to his gaze. He could see the blue veins lacing under her pink skin. Her nipples stuck out about a half inch and were encircled in dark, rose-red and slightly bumpy areoles. Robbie felt his pulse quicken, and his mouth go dry.

Elaine reached behind herself with both hands and unhooked her bra from the rear, letting it fall to the floor at her feet. Her breasts were exquisite and stood proudly out from her chest. She cupped both her breasts in her hands and began to massage them, while watching all the while Robbie’s reaction. She pinched her nipples and tugged on them, pulling her breasts into large cones.

He loved watching her breasts move under her hands as she rubbed them, and Robbie was so excited by the erotic show Elaine was putting on just a couple of feet from him, that couldn’t help himself, and he cupped his now steel-hard penis through his pants, squeezing it. Elaine paused, and dropped her hands to her waist. When she released her breasts, they bobbed briefly, exciting Robbie even more.

She smiled at Robbie, her eyes now hooded as she moved her hands to her back again turning away from him and began to lower, slowly, the zipper that was at the rear of her skirt. He noticed for the first time in “real life” what a wonderful ass she had. It was curvy, but not too large—womanly, but girlish at the same time. Then Elaine began to lower her skirt. Slowly it dropped from her waist to her upper hips, showing him a hint of her panties (they were peach-colored, too!). She looked over her shoulder at him, smiling a Mona Lisa smile as she let her skirt drop to her feet

Robbie could see the twin globes of her panty-covered ass. He could see through the almost transparent panties the crack of her ass as it descended to her upper thighs. Her long legs were encased in sheer black hose with dark paisley-patterned tops, and her feet were still in her black patent-leather high heels. She looked fabulous, and she was stripping just for him! 

“Do you like me, Robbie?” Elaine asked, turning toward him, her voice husky with desire. Her body was glorious. Robbie could see the small, trim bush of her reddish pubic hair through her panties. Her mound was somewhat pronounced and led upward to her soft, female belly with her small belly button in the middle. Her skin was pale pink and so smooth. “Do you like what you see?” she asked again. Robbie nodded, not trusting his voice. “Do you want this?” she asked, rubbing one hand over her cunt, cupping it and rubbing it lewdly. She slipped her hand inside her panties, and he could see one of her fingers slipping between the folds of her pussy.

Robbie’s hands went to his belt. Elaine said, “Don’t." She stepped toward him only in her peach-colored panties, tight fitting black hose and high heels, her breasts swaying as she moved. She bent over and began to work his belt, her breasts now hanging down before him. Her eyes met Robbie’s. She kissed him. At first lightly, then more insistently, her tongue pushing into is mouth. She tasted so fresh and wonderful as she probed him.

He reached up and cupped her breasts in both his hands as she undid his belt and unzipped his pants. She tugged at his trousers and he lifted his ass from the bed as she pulled them down to mid-thigh. Then she took one of her fingers, the one that he had seen disappear into her pussy, and she pushed it into his mouth like a small dick. He could taste her wonderful sex juice, which inflamed him even more. She stroked it in and out of his sucking mouth like she was fucking him. It was such a new thing he nearly came.

Her other hand felt his penis and his balls through his underwear. Pulling her finger from his mouth, she reached both hands down and stroked his thighs, running her red nails up to where his thighs joined his torso. She ran her fingers through his thick pubic hair, grazing his flesh around his cock. One hand reached and gripped his now rigid penis, and her other cupped his hairy balls, jiggling them as if gauging their weight, as if judging how much sperm they contained.

He tugged on her breasts as she bent over him, encircling her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and squeezing and tugging as if he were milking her. She shuddered and shut her eyes; concentrating briefly on the pleasure Robbie was giving her. “Just a minute,” she murmured, and knelt before him and tugged his pants to the floor. He lifted one foot, then the other. She removed his shoes and socks. He stared at her, her movements so fluid and female, her breasts swaying as she finished undressing him. Quickly, Robbie pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it onto the floor near his other clothes.

She settled on her knees, leaning back on her haunches, her ass on her heels, and smiled up at Robbie. She took his massive organ in one hand, and cupped his ball sack in the other. “Spread your legs wider,” she said, and he did. She then bent over and licked the flaring head of his penis with her pink tongue. She slid it all around the sensitive head and around the rim.  Elaine glanced up at Robbie, and then ran her hot tongue down one side of his penis and up the other. He felt her fingers gently flexing his balls. She pushed his shaft back against his stomach and licked the entire length from just behind the flaring head, down, down, down between his nuts. She sucked first one into her mouth, holding it there while he felt the heat and wet, and then the other. She nuzzled him down below his nuts and he tentatively raised his legs, holding them at the knees and rolling slightly back onto his lower back. She licked farther down until he felt her hot tongue probing his anus. The feelings were like nothing he had ever experienced and he was nearly overwhelmed with sexual passion.

She began to stroke his rod as she licked his ass and up and down his shaft. All of Robbie’s being was now between his legs. Elaine rose up slightly and took the head of his cock between her full lips, encircling it just behind the head. Robbie felt her tongue sliding around the spongy mushroom cock head and then probing his slit, lapping up his pre-cum that leaked from it. Robbie looked down as his cock rested in her mouth and marveled at how she made him feel. He reached down and stroked her neck and shoulders.  Elaine looked up at him, and smiled with her eyes. 

Slowly, her eyes still on his, Elaine swallowed his cock, her face moving down ever closer to the root of his stalk. Robbie couldn’t believe his eyes as his large, iron stiff penis slowly disappeared into Elaine’s hot mouth. He could feel her tongue underneath his shaft as his cock slid over it. Soon, he felt the large, spongy mushroom head of his cock slip into a constricted space, and he knew that his cock was going into her throat!

He couldn’t believe it. Her lips and nose were buried in his public hair. He could feel her lower lip on his scrotum and then.., she made several swallowing motions with her throat and he nearly came. She was milking him. Too soon, she began to let his cock slip from her throat, over a tongue until she held the head with her lips and her agile tongue danced over the sensitive head.  She began to pump his cock, now covered with her saliva as he looked on. The stroking motion caused her breasts to swing back and forth on her chest, and her cheeks were concave with her suction on his cock.

Again she slipped his penis down deep into her, and then back up. Down and up, down and up, each time supplying wonderful suction-pleasure to his penis. She cupped his balls and rolled them gently in her hand as her head began to bob up and down his shaft, rubbing her thumb over the slick and sensitive cock head on the up stroke. His hips began to move in a fucking motion as she sucked him. He felt his balls begin to boil as the cum began its tortured climb up his cock. Just before he came she pulled free of his cock with her mouth wide open, and pointing his cock there. She pumped his cock up and back, up and back, his balls swinging as she worked on his orgasm.

Suddenly, his cock lurched in her hand and a thick jet of white sperm leaped from his tiny slit and splattered on her teeth and lips. The second jet shot directly into her mouth in such a flood that Elaine coughed at the amount. The third string of thick, hot, white jizz splashed across her cheek and nose, a giant glob lading just under one eye.

Elaine continued to pump him, as sperm leaked out, rolling over his bulbous head onto her fist, lubricating her slowing strokes. His cock, now slippery with his sperm felt incredible as she rubbed the palm of her other hand over the head, causing his hips to jump in the painful pleasure of it. She smiled up at him, her face covered in his cum. She opened her lips and showed him a pool of his white, sweet-tasting cum on her tongue. She curled it back into her mouth and swallowed his sperm.  With one finger, she scraped the warm, sticky liquid from her cheek and nose and carried it, dripping, into her mouth. There were small spatters of his seed on her tits.

As his cock deflated, he looked down, amazed that his chat room fantasy had come to life. She had given him the most mind-bending orgasm of his life! It was something he could only dream about with his wife Lianne back in Scotland.

Elaine sat back on her ass, her legs spread apart, and her breasts heaving as she caught her breath. “Wow,” she said, “That was absolutely wonderful!” She rested her weight on her hands; her arms bend backward as she looked up at him. “You have sooooo much sperm, sooo much cum I almost couldn’t take it all.

At that moment they both heard a soft cough. Robbie looked quickly up and Elaine turned her head quickly.  There, leaning against the hallway door, stood Mikey. His face was flushed, and he was cupping his cock and balls in his hand through his jeans.

“Jeeze!” Robbie yelled, “I thought I told you I needed privacy! Get out!”

“But..,” Mikey stammered.

“Wait,” Elaine said.  She turned back to Robbie and said, “You remember when you wrote to me and said what a turn on it would be if you could see Lianne fucked by another guy?”

Robbie nodded, his cock, red from his blow job, looked from Elaine, naked except for her panties, stockings and heels, to his mate, Mikey, his hands cupping his obvious erection.

“Well,” Elaine said, “Why not now?”

With that she got quickly to her feet and walked up to Mikey. She put her hands out, taking him by the wrists and placed his hands on her tits.  With her hands, she pulled at his belt and quickly unzipped his jeans.  Mikey, massaging her breasts and smiling in wonder, stepped from his trousers and underwear, his cock standing almost straight out.

Robbie had seen plenty of naked men before in the showers after sports, but this was the first time he had ever seen a man’s cock hard and throbbing, and it was exciting thinking that this could be like having Mikey and Lianne getting ready to fuck while he watched.  Elaine pulled Mikey’s shirt over his head, and led him, naked now, over to the bed. 

“Robbie, you sit over there,” Elaine said, pointing to an armchair at the table near the foot of the bed.  She stood on her tiptoes and kissed Mikey, his cock touching her silk-clad pussy, her breasts pushing into his chest. Robbie could she their tongues moving in each other’s mouths in a hot French kiss, and Robbie wondered if Mikey could taste his sperm in Elaine’s mouth.

Mikey hands roamed over Elaine’s back and ass as they stood before Robbie.  Mikey’s hands slipped under her panties and slid over the curved twin bubbles of her butt.  When their kiss broke, Elaine pulled her panties down, her large breasts hanging down and swinging as she stepped from them, and then turning, climbed onto the bed.

Robbie felt his cock stirring as he watched as Elaine lay back, her head on the pillow, her legs spread, her pussy now wide open to the two men’s view.  She slipped a finger into herself and pulled it out covered in her slick honey, and gleaming in the lamplight.  Inserting the finger in her mouth, she said to Mikey, “Come here and fuck me…”  She spread her cunt lips with her fingers. Robbie and Mikey could see how wet and red she was inside as she held her lips open. They could see the small, darker pink rosebud of her anus, and her breasts lay flatter on his ribcage. There was a small patch of almost red pussy hair above her slit on her lower belly, but as best he could see from the chair, she was otherwise hairless. Her outer lips appeared like two halves of a peach, curved and softly rounded, and inside her inner lips flared open like the soft petals of an exotic tropical flower, web and gleaming in the soft room lights.

Robbie couldn’t believe how turned on he has.  Mikey climbed onto the bed and knee-walked between Elaine’s beautiful legs, his hands running up her nylon-covered legs to her soft, white inner thighs. Robbie could almost imagine that Mikey was about to screw Lianne. He knew Lianne had once been turned on by Mikey when he was in the Army, and had hoped that one day he could watch Lianne getting fucked by his best mate, Mikey.

Mikey’s penis was hard and much thicker and longer than Robbie’s. His lower stomach and his balls, which seemed larger, too, were covered in a nest of dark pubic hair, and his balls hung loose in their sack. Mikey’s cock was covered in small veins and a long, darker one, wriggled along the top of the shaft as Mikey leaned forward, pointing his rampant manhood at Elaine’s cunt.  Robbie wasn’t jealous because Mikey had a larger cock, but he was excited thinking about how his best friend was about to use that mighty pole and fuck his wife, Lianne. She reached forward, and took his cock in her hand, guiding the head to her wet slit.  She rubbed the head up and down her slit, covering it with her sex secretions and coating her clit with it.  She slowly slipped the head of Mikey’s cock into her tight hole, his cock head splitting apart her lips.

She sighed as Mikey pushed a couple of inches into her, pulled out, then thrust deeper, pulled back and then.., then his cock seemed to settle into her depths as he sank it into her to the root.  Elaine gasped as his cock bottomed out in her vagina, and Mikey muttered, “Lord, she’s as tight as a school girl.”

Robbie could see his friend’s ass clenching as he leaned down and sucked one of Leanness’ engorged nipples into his mouth.  She pulled her legs up until the calves rested alongside Mikey’s hips. Impatient, she began a rocking motion with her hips, but Mikey wasn’t ready to hump her yet.  Mikey wiggled his ass, seating his cock even deeper into Lianne and Robbie could see his balls sliding over Leanne’s sweet ass, covering her asshole with his hairy scrotum. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs locked around his waist. Robbie’s cock was harder as he watched his friend’s pole begin to slide slowly up, wet and shiny, from within Lianne’s pussy.

Robbie looked on in wonder as his friend began to pump in and out of Lianne faster and faster, they bodies slapping together, Mikey’s ass opening and clenching each time he pulled back and shoved in.  Robbie got up from the chair and moved over to the bed to get a closer look. He’d never actually seen, in real life, people fucking.  He had dreamed for years of seeing someone fucking his Lianne, but this was almost as good. He could see them moving, their hips pulling apart and coming together over and over and over again. He heard Mikey grunt softly each time he drove his large cock deep into Lianne, and he heard Lianne moaning with the pleasure of his rod moving within her.

His cock was now so hard he had to hold it in his hand as he walked.  He moved close behind the two rutting on the mattress. He could clearly see Mikey’s cock slipping in and out of Lianne, her pussy gripping at his cock each time he pulled up. He could see Lianne’s asshole covered in her juices, and could hear the slippery sound as Mikey’s cock moved in and out. Mikey’s balls fascinated him, as they seemed to roll and move with a life of their own, and the long ridge that ran as an extension of Mikey’s cock behind his balls to his anus. He could clearly see Mikey’s asshole each time his cheeks spread apart when he pulled from Lianne, and he could see Mikey’ fat cock head as he almost pulled free from Lianne’s clutching pussy lips. He could see the veins pulsing over Mikey’s hot and wet shaft as he pulled in out and shoved it deeply into his Internet lover.., into Lianne’s hot cunt, with a liquid sound

Suddenly, Mikey’s shaft pulled completely free of Lianne’s hole, and he tried several times, unsuccessfully, to poke it back in. Robbie could see Lianne’s red and slippery-wet pussy reaching and clutching, but just missing Mikey’s swollen manhood. Without thinking Robbie grabbed Mikey’s slick penis from behind and guided it toward Lianne’s desperate pussy. As he tried to put it into Elaine’s hot, hot pussy, Mikey pumped forward and back a couple of times in Robbie’s grip, slipping the cock’s length in Robbie’s tight grip before plunging home in Lianne’s cunt. Mikey resumed his fucking. Robbie glanced at his hand, now covered in Lianne’s juices. He had never touched another man’s cock before, especially not one as hard as Mikey’s. It felt strange in his hand. It was so hard and hot, and fat and long, and he was amazed at how the skin slid on the shaft as Mikey had pumped his hand. He was amazed at how erotic that had felt. He reached forward, slowly, and touched Mikey’s cock as it slid in and out of Lianne, allowing his palm to be stroked by the underside of Mikey’s cock. “Man, that feels great,” Robbie heard his friend mutter as he lay on Lianne’s body, his hips pistoning.

Robbie, emboldened by Mikey’s words, slipped a hand over his friend’s balls as he stroked Lianne. Lianne’s hips were grinding up and down as Mikey fucked her. Robbie could hear both of their breaths coming in rasping gasps as they fought for their orgasms.

“Fuck me Mikey!  Fill my cunt with your hot sperm!  I want you to fill me with your baby-making juice. I want to feel your hot cum in my twat; in my cunt; in my pussy; in my, oh, oh, in my gash!” Lianne almost screamed. “Fuck me, shoot your jizz in me.., oh, oh, oh,..”

Finally, Mikey pumped deeply into Lianne, pulled quickly out and back in again rapidly several times, and Robbie knew his friend was close. With a loud grunt, Mikey emptied his balls into Lianne’s pussy. His friend seemed to collapse onto Lianne, spent as he sperm flooded her womb.  Robbie, now leaning on one elbow, watched as some of Mikey’s sperm leaked from between Mikey’s shrinking penis and Lianne’s swollen pussy lips, running in a thick, white stream down over Lianne’s asshole and dripping onto the bedspread.

“Oh, migod,” Robbie thought. “That was the most incredible thing I have ever seen!”

Mikey’s cock softened fairly quickly, and he rolled off of Elaine to lie beside her.  “Jeeze, Robbie,” he said, “She’s about the best lay on the planet!”  He smiled at his friend, one hand reaching for Elaine’s tit. He pinched one of her swollen nipples as Robbie moved over between Elaine’s legs, which were laying spread apart.

He could see her swollen cunt lips where they lay spread open leaving her pussy exposed to his view. Her clit was large and swollen and poked out of it’s little hood, and he could see how red and blood-engorged her insides were. He was amazed at how much sperm there was leaking slowly from her pussy.  Robbie reached forward and run his finger over her cum-covered anus, and along her pussy gash.  He pushed one finger into Elaine’s pussy, and was elated to hear her moan in pleasure.

He pulled his finger free and, placing it beneath his nose, smelled the combined sex of his two friends, Mikey’s sperm and Elaine’s honey. It was intoxicating, and Robbie’s head swam for a moment.  He licked their juices from his finger, shutting his eyes in pleasure at the naughty thing he was doing.  He then looked down again between Elaine’s open thighs, and rubbed his finger over her asshole. Elaine pushed her hips as his finger, and so, Robbie pushed it into his anus to his second knuckle. This was the first time he had ever done this so blatantly. He had pushed a finger into his Lianne’s ass from time-to-time as they fucked, while he was cupping her ass cheeks, hoping she wouldn’t notice.  He knew she would think it nasty and rag on him about it. But she didn't seem to notice the few times he had poked her ass. But this, this was just doing it! He wiggled it in Elaine’s ass a couple of time and pushed it in and out loving at just how hot, tight and wet it felt, and she seemed to really like it.  He wondered if he would ever fuck a girl in the ass.

“Robbie,” he heard Elaine say.

“Yes, love,” he replied.

“I haven’t cum yet.” She answered. “ Will you fuck me? Will you make me cum?”

Robbie, his cock as hard as it had ever been in his life jumped at her words, “Yes,” he said as he knelt between her wonderful woman’s thighs. He ran his hands over her stocking covered legs from her calves, over her knees and down along the insides of her soft thighs. He felt how soft her inner thighs were where they met her body, joining with tight tendons right at her pussy.

“Just a minute, mate,” He head Mikey say as he got to his knees alongside Elaine. “Let me return the favor.”  He reached out with his right hand and quickly grasped Robbie’s hard cock and stroked it one, twice, then three times. Robbie was so turned on. This was the first time any man had ever touched his hard penis, and the grip of Mikey’s large hand on his penis was electric.  He felt Mikey pull on his hard penis; guiding his cock toward Elaine’s waiting pussy.

Mikey, gripping Robbie’s shaft near the root pushed the head just inside Elaine’s open and wet pussy. He then rubbed Robbie’s cock up and down the slit cover the spongy head in the mix of his sperm and Elaine’s secretions, and over Elaine’s clit, causing her to jump with the shock and pleasure of it. Mikey then, suddenly, pushed Robbie’s cock into Elaine as far as he could, and pulled his hand away. Robbie plunged his cock deep into Elaine without effort.

He was just amazed at how slippery Elaine’s pussy was with Mikey’s cum in her. The combination of their juices lubricated Robbie’s cock with hot, wet liquid, and he could feel it running out over his balls. His cock head fairly buzzed with pleasure as he could feel it resting in a large, hot pool of Mikey’s cum deep in Elaine’s womb. “Ohhhhhh,” was all he could manage to say. He laid his body down covering Elaine’s soft breasts with his chest. He could feel her hot and hard nipples on his chest. Elaine’s mouth reached for his and he kissed her, his tongue probed her mouth as she began to hump against him. Her hands gripped his ass cheeks as he began to fuck her with long, slow strokes. Elaine whispered in his ear, “Robbie. Robbie, did you see that I was Lianne when Mikey fucked me?”  She dug her fingers into his back. She whispered, “Did you see Mikey’s big cock fucking me, Lianne. Did you see him empty his balls into my pussy, trying to make a baby? Did you see him pumping me, me, Lianne?” Robbie felt his cock growing even larger and thicker and harder as he remembered Mikey and Lianne fucking right in front of him. And now, his cock was slimy with Mikey’s and Lianne’s cum.

He could feel Mikey moving behind him as he began to pump her faster, her hips rising to meet his, wetly, with each of his down strokes. He had never; never felt a pussy so slippery as hers was, coated in his friend’s white sperm.

He felt Mikey moving behind him, to get a view like he had done, Robbie thought as he just began to think only of the pleasure coating his penis.  After a bit, he became aware of Mikey’s fingers playing with his balls as he fucked. He could feel Mikey scooping the juices from her ass, and covering his balls with the hot liquid. Then he felt Mikey’s hand slip between his and Elaine’s body, two fingers covering Elaine’s clit. As he fucked her with his best mate’s hand between him and Elaine, he felt surprisingly good and not embarrassed at all. It was wonderful to him that Mikey would add to their pleasure.

He felt a finger from Mikey’s other hand slip into Elaine’s pussy alongside his pumping shaft. Mikey left it there momentarily, until he pulled it free and using it, cupped Robbie’s balls as Robbie continued his faster and faster pumping.

Elaine’s breath began to come faster and faster, as did Robbie’s.  He could feel her cunt tightening around his shaft, and his cock head flaring larger and larger. Mikey said, “Man, I can feel you sperm moving in your balls!” as it began to spread in a hot wave up Robbie’s cock with each pump.  Bending “U” like, Robbie could see his friend’s hand covering part of the top of Elaine’s soft belly his fingers pushing against her clit, and his cock disappearing and appearing wetly behind it. He could feel, and now see, Mikey’s hand cupping his cum-covered ball sack, gently rolling his balls in his hand as he fucked in and out, in and out of Elaine’s hot, hot pussy. 

Suddenly, almost without warning, Robbie yelled as a gigantic flood of hot, sticky ropes of baby-making juice flooded from his cock. He could feel it spurting over and over as he emptied his balls into Elaine’s cunt.  Elaine screamed his name, “ROBBBbbbiieeeee” as she suddenly seized up, cumming, her own orgasm spreading throughout her body. Her legs gripped his tightly as she came; her belly clinched and unclenched over and over again, and her tits were shaking almost violently.

And just as suddenly, she collapsed like a marionette whose strings had just been cut.  Mikey released Robbie’s balls and pulled his hand free from between his two friends as Robbie pushed in again and again in desperate little fucking strokes, enjoying the almost painful pleasure on the tip of his penis as it sloshed wetly in the combined sperm from Mikey and him.

Wow, he thought, that was better than anything he had ever had!!  Mike felt his cock begin to shrink in Elaine’s steamy cunt, until, with a soft “pop” it came free from her. He rolled onto the bed next to Elaine, Mikey was resting on an elbow on the other side, tweaking one of Elaine’s nipples.  Robbie touched his cock, and noticed that his pubic hair was coated with Elaine’s juices, as was his cock and balls. He looked over at Mikey, who gave him a leering wink, saying “Well, mate, that was just about the best reason I can come up with for coming to the States.”  Robbie smiled, tired after his sexual marathon, cumming first in Elaine’s mouth, then watching, excited, as Mikey fucked Lianne/Elaine, and then him fucking Elaine and cumming again. Robbie thought how wonderful it would be if someday he could get Lianne to fuck Mikey for real while he watched.

He heard Elaine say, her voice horse, “Jeez, guys, now I know what tossing the caber is!”

My cock had shrivelled at the sound of his voice and I was quickly trying to tuck it back into my trousers, ready to deny I was doing anything. 'There's nothing to worry about I wont tell anybody what you were doing, or that you were skipping school', well those words were good to hear. The guy sat down next to me, I noticed then that he had his cock out as well and to me it looked enormous. 'See' he said 'even grown men like to rub their cocks', he sat along side me and slowly ran his fingers up and down his shaft. Well seeing as how he was doing it I thought it okay if I stroked mine at the same time being a typical teenager my cock could get hard anytime.

For a while we just sat there stroking our cocks, the man introduced himself as John he went on to say he been friends with some nice young men where he used to live and asked if we could be friends too. 'Wow' I thought he wants to be my friend what I nice man he was. He then  went on to explain that friends often helped friends out, I agreed. He then told me his other friends liked it when he stroked their cocks, infact they used to do it too each other. Like I said I was a 13yr old in the early 60's, naive with it.

So now John was making himself comfortable next to me his fingers slowly stroking my cock, when asked I had to agree it felt nice it felt even nicer when he took my cock in his mouth. Before doing that he explained thats what friends did for each other, special friends that is. When John suggested that it would be nice if I took his cock in my mouth. Not wanting to offend him I was soon trying to take his monster of cock into my mouth, where he was able to take all my cock in his mouth I was just about able to take the head and the next inch or so in my mouth. He also explained to take care with my teeth I had to admit I was getting a hell of a lot of pleasure from his mouth, it was the best feeling I had ever had. To be honest I wasn't too sure about sucking on his cock but he seemed to be enjoying it. I was surprised how it tasted and felt in my mouth, I was getting a bit of a salty taste on my tongue as the tip was leaking. I suddenly felt my balls contract and new I was about to spurt my white stuff out of my cock. John just kept on sucking all the time so that he swallowed each spurt. Not to be out done I continued sucking on John's cock, I felt his shaft thicken then suddenley my mouth was flooded with a salty slimy liquid that I coughed and gagged on it felt like a bucket full, I swallowed some but the rest forced its way between my lips and Johns cock. I pulled my mouth away from his cock and it felt like ropes of his stuff hung from my chin a few gobs spurted even after I pulled away these hit me on my face before slowly sliding down to join the rest on my chin.

After helping me wipe the stuff of my face John told me that it was called semen but most guys called it cum. He also said he had really enjoyed our meeting and would like us to stay friends but we would have to be secret friends. So I crossed my heart and promised that I wouldn't tell anybody what we did today, I said I had enjoyed myself as well and that I had a very nice feeling when he was sucking my cock. John said that he had very nice feelings as well and asked if I would like to visit his house at the weekend, he told me he had other nice things to show me. Of course I agreed, ater all I was the only boy I knew that had an adult as a special friend. So we solemly shook hands and went our seperate ways with a promise to meet again on Saturday after lunch.

It was the first day of class and I was the typical me. Lonely, just taking a look around and seeing the faces, observing my sorroundings, trying to get familiar with them before I tried to be social. It was time for my first class in almost a year and only three or four people where waiting in the room, the rest where outside. I came in and took a seat, in the back row of the class as usual and as far away from other people as possible. I just wanted to pass the day and maybe next time I would try to talk to somebody. As I looked around at everything and everyone around me, I saw her come in. About 5' 4". maybe a hundred twenty pounds, blonde hair, shoulder lenght, brown eyes and a beutiful smile. She came in looking just like me, lost. She had a tight red top, jeans and a white jacket with pink lines to protect her from the cold. She sat down two rows from me. I was impressed....but I didnt do anything about it. Just another girl, I tried to trick myself into thinking.

First weeks passed. I had a bunch of friends and everything was cool. But I had not talked to her. I could not. For some reason I got incredibly nervous around her. I had met other girls, others that I knew where hotter and I even had their phone numbers and had hanged out with them, but this girl was different. Why I was so afraid of talking to her? One of the guys in the room knew her for some time, since high school. The very few times they talked, I evasdropped a little and I got to know that she had a boyfriend, she had been with him for almost five years, since junior high, and they where planning a wedding. "That does it" I said. "She is taken".

Two more weeks where gone by and it was time for our first test. For the first time since school started I was at the classroom really early hoping to catch in on a little group study. I sat down with some of the guys and gals and started to exchange questions and methods on how to solve the excersises faster and easier, when she came in and sat by me. I had catched her name from the check in paper, her name was Teresa and they called her Teri for short. But as far as I knew, she didnt knew mine. We have never talked or anything.....and then it happened. "Andy, you are doing this wrong?" she said. She knew my name after all!!! "Here, let me help" And with that she grabbed my hand and proceeded to tell me exactly how to draw the line in the graphic. "Thanks" I said and I was treated to the most beutiful smile I had ever seen.

After that, the ice was broken and we spoke to each other regularly. She used to talk a lot about her boyfriend and how they where going to get married and move to Florida and such. It hurt, but I was her friend and always wished her the best and gave her the most honest advice I could. I started  coming earlier to class and as soon as she noticed it, she started to come early too. But one day something was wrong.

She spent a whole week without coming to class. I got her phone number and called several times, but no answer. Then she started coming back to class, but late. Never spoke a word to me again. She was always with watery eyes, usually just lowered her head and slept trough class. She was not mad at me, she usually looked my way and gave me a "pretend I am happy" smile, but outside of a "hi", she never spoke another word to me or anyone else. I tried to get myself on situations where I could ask her what was wrong, but I never could. She always found ways to duck me.

One day I could not sleep. I felt something was really wrong with someone, but I did not knew who. I just could not sleep, so I got up, took a bath, changed my clothes, had a quick breakfast and took off for college almost two hours early. I arrived exactly 6:30 in the morning, a full hour before class started. I walked up the stairs and found the classroom door half open, just like the janitors leave it after cleaning. The lights where off, but the windows where open and the air conditioner was on. I figured it had been the janitors, so I opened the door and turned the lights on.

Sitting in the corner of the room was none other than Teri. She was crying. As soon as the lights went on she lowered her head and pretended to be sleeping, but it was too late, I had seen her alredy. I walked in and took a seat next to her. For a minute or so I pretended to have bought her "I am sleeping" attitude and just sat there looking at her. But I could not take it anymore. I put my right hand in the back of her head and gently caressed her hair. "Are you going to tell me what's wrong? Or will you pretend to sleep until class starts so you can duck me yet again?" I said in a serious, but understanding tone. "I am sorry" she said, "but I had not been the same for a while". "I know" I replied, "and I want to know why?".

The story she told almost made me cry. After four years and ten months, with wedding plans alredy done and even a date set, the guy just told her he could not be with her anymore and without any explanation dumped her. Then he showed up with another woman at the bakery she works at to rub it in. She had been depressed, taking pills and crying trough the day and the night. But that was not the worse part, she had tried suicide by cutting her wrists. That's why she took a week off to heal and try to mask the scars in her left hand.

She had watery eyes and I knew she wanted to cry again, so I gently lifted her up from the chair and hugged her as she cried a bit. "I suppose you think I am nuts" she said. "No I dont. I went trough the same things that you did" and as she pulled away from me in surprise, I showed her my left hand, which was also scarred from a suicide attempt. She just hugged me again and we both cried a bit. Before long, we dried our faces and went down to the vending machines for a drink. Class was half an hour away and some of the other students where alredy coming in, we didnt want nobody catching us crying and asking questions. As we walked down the stairs we kept looking at each other and after picking our drinks and heading back up to class, I felt that we knew each other. From then on, our friendship grew. We both got early to class every day, she called me twice daily and we had lunch together. We studied together for tests and she even went to buy her groceries at the supermarket I worked at, just so she could see me I suppose. I also started going to the bakery she worked at to eat sandwiches(which I could make at home) and buy cakes. She usually gave me one or two more than I ordered behind the managers back, just because. But perhaps I failed to make a move when I had the chance and one day she came in early as always and narrated me a story about a guy she met and how nice he was and this and that. I felt like my world was falling. But once again I sucked it in and gave her advice and pretended to be happy for her, when in reality I was sad that the guy was not me.

For weeks I was very quiet. I just sat down I wrote. I was very good at romantic poetry when I was hurt and this was one of those times. Even when she was there I wrote. Her phone calls went from twice a day to just once. She didnt went to the supermarket with as much frequency and I even stopped going to the bakery, telling her that I was on a diet. One morning she came in as I was writing with a piece of cheesecake in her hand. She gave me a peck in the cheek and put the cake near me. "See? Your favorite. Since you dont go to the bakery anymore, the bakery comes to you". "Thanks", I said, glad that she remembered. She took a look at the notebook where I was writing. "That's really beutiful....can I read it?...."Sure" I said, wondering what would be her reaction. I had over 15 of them on that notebook. All of them identified with the exact date and time I wrote them."This is so beutiful....if a man ever wrote one of this for me I would not know what to do...I think I would melt." she said with a smile."Then start melting" I replied in the best wisecrack manner I could. "What do you mean?" she said a little startled. "They are all for you and about you. Look at the dates and times, all are days in which I had seen you, an hour or so after I had seen you". She ran trough the dates. "This is about the day in the bakery in which I told you about Mike right? and this one is about the day I came to class with my new hair style. You did notice!!! You didnt tell me anything about it and I tought you didnt like it. Why? Why you didnt tell me anything about this?" she said, perhaps a little hurt. "Because I am an idiot. Because I was too afraid to tell you my feelings. And then this Mike dude shows up...." "Oh forget about him! I just needed to go out and dance and have some fun to cure my wounds. He was nothing special, not as special as you at least. Since that day where we cried together, I felt you and I should be together. But you never made a move and I felt you just wanted to be friends. This makes me so happy" she said. With that she got up with brights eyes and a brighter smile and came next to me. "Do you know how to make me happier?" she said with a devilish smile. I knew she wanted a kiss, but I have always been a joker. "Giving you a piece of my cheesecake?" I said as she began to laugh. "You silly...just shut up and kiss me" she said and with that our lips met. It was perhaps the most wonderful moment in my life. I felt our body heat growing as she moved her hands up and down around my back and neck, while I grabbed her tighly by the waist and slowly pressed her towards my body. It lasted about a minute, but it felt like an hour. Then some of the students came in and spotted us and started to make fun of us, which embarrased us and she got all red in the face.

I dont remember what happened at that class. We just sat next to each other, looking and smiling all the time. Then we spent the whole day together. We just skipped classes and sat under a tree, kissing, talking, reading my poetry and explaining her what things happened that day that inspired me...all the works. Days passed and we did the impossible to be around each other as much as we could.

One day we both arrived really early and where the only two people in the whole building. That lead to an intensive kissing session. As we felt our body heat growing, I accidentaly slipped my hand a little upwards and came into contact with her B cup breasts. She kinda pulled away from me as I apologised. Ackward silence followed. She sat down. Then she got up once again. "Sorry, I kinda got scared at that type of contact...it has been a while you know. But I think it is time. I feel the need...to touch you. To feel you, to feel you all over me. I know this is not the right place and we have a test to take, but please, dont stop" she said. With that we kissed again as I caressed her breasts. She grabbed my cock and proceeed to caress it. I pulled her top up and her bra down, exposing her breasts with her pink, hard erect nipples. I proceeded to suck on them while massaging her breasts and she let out a whine of pleasure. She grabbed my hair and slowly licked my earlube and kissed my neck. She unbuttoned my shirt and slowly kissed my chest. "I know we cant go all the way, but I want to do something." With that she pushed me down and unzipped my pants, exposing my erect penis. It was 6 inches long, not too big, but it's the writer, not the pen as they say. She gave me a blowjob while stroking it with her hands.  I was in heaven. I came like I had never came before and she took it all in her mouth. She slowly got up and walked to the trash can, spitting it there. "Sorry, I cant swallow so much" she said. "It's ok, I dont mind". With that she returned to my penis, kissing it gently and licking any left overs off. "I am still so hot" she said "but class is starting soon, we better get fixed up." she said. I agreed. "I know you didnt got to see me, so I am giving you a glimpse" with that she unbuttoned her pants and unzipped them, pull them down to her knees revealing a pink thong. She then lowered it, reavealing a nice, clean shaven pink pussy. She put it on my face and I kissed and licked it. She moved up and down, putting her labia up to my nose and then pulled back. "That should keep you warmed up until class is over" she said with a devilish smile and put her pants back on. Shit, I could not thik about anything else all class.

As soon as class was over, we took a ride in her car to the most desolated spot in campus, under the shadow of the tree’s in a far corner of the school. It was common for horny couples to hit that spot and even school security knew about it, but they didn’t care. As the car moved, I started to touch her crotch and make her moisty. No words where exchanged, we just looked at each other and knew what we wanted. As she parked the car, I unzipped my pants and took them off, followed by my underwear and unbuttoned my shirt. She took her pants off and jumped on me. She was consumed by lost and I could feel her wet lips and her tongue all over my mouth and my face. Slowly I took her top off and then her bra and she went crazy as soon as I started massaging her breasts. I started to slid one finger under her panties and moving it all over her labia and clitoris. She was soaking wet and I was incredibly hard. Her moans in my ear where too much to resist. I removed her panties as she pushed the car seat back. We turned around so that she was under me and I started to eat her out. As I did this I noticed that she was pinching her nipples and moaning really hard, then she pulled my hair and let out an “OH MY GOD!” while making the horniest face I had ever seen. “I cant take it anymore, I need it…I need it now!” she said and not wanting to make her wait, I gave it to her. I started to move back and forth and she followed suit, not missing a beat. With one huge moan of pleasure and a handful of my hair, she came really hard. I could feel her juices all over my penis and even under me in the seat. She pulled herself up and gave me one of the wildest, tongue full kisses I have ever gotten. Her eyes where shiny and watery and very arousing. I turned her around and put her on all fours, getting the first really good look at her buns. They where significantly more pale than the rest of her body, but they where round and hard. As I moved my cock slowly in and out of her pussy, I proceeded to pinch her buns a little and then spank them. Oh she went crazy for that. For every spank, she responded with a moan of pleasure and that really got me going. I started to spank her and fuck her faster and faster until she could barely breathe between moans. I could not hold it anymore, so I pulled out and showered her ass with cum. “Oh it’s so warm, I have never felt cum so close to my asshole before” she said. With that she pulled the car seat back to a sitting position and started to ride me. Both of us, embraced, with each other’s hot breath close to our necks, with her soft moans in my ear, with her hard nipples piercing my chest and her hard buns, still sticky with my cum, smacking themselves in my legs as she moved up and down. It was one of the most surreal moments I have lived. It seems like time was still, soft, wet kisses where exchanged, our bodies together, breathing the same air, feeling the same vibe. I had never felt anything like this with my ex. She was the real deal. She started jumping harder and harder, so much so that it even hurt my cock a little, but I could not stop her, not did I wanted too. In simultaneous fashion we both came, letting out a huge moan of pleasure.

I pulled the car seat back and she just laid on top of me. Both breathless, with sweat and our juices all over us. Both of us laid there for a long time, just looking at us, catching our breaths, feeling our love.

And that’s the story of how I met the love of my life. But I have plenty of other stories to tell and believe me, you will like them as much if not better than this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

John had an idea. “When this happens, you gotta go back to the beginning. We gotta go to Sensei.”

Paul smiled. Old memories of when they were young started flashing in his head.

Sensei was actually just a friend who was really good with women. He taught them everything he knew about getting women, and they were quite successful at it until recently. They called him Sensei as a joke because he was their mentor on this subject. His real name was Ron.

“Sensei?” said Paul. “Yeah, but it’s been a long time, man.”

“We have to go to Grand Sensei. I’m ashamed that we haven’t called him and said hello, but we gotta do it. We’re losing the magic, man. We gotta get it back or else we’re gonna be out of business.”

“Do you think he would like to talk to us at this point?”

“Well, let’s give him a try.”

It took about thirty minutes to drive to Ron’s house on the other side of Los Angeles. Paul called him as they were nearing the house and explained the situation. He seemed happy to hear from him and said he’d be happy to help.

Apparently Ron hadn’t lost his sense of humor over the years, because as soon as they walked in, they were greeted by Ron who was sitting at the table with huge cotton balls stuffed in his mouth.

He was pretending to be the Godfather the same way he did years ago. Paul and John joined in the routine without missing a step.

They knelt in front of Ron like they were kneeling for a king. John said, “Oh, Great Sensei, we’re at the end of our rope. My partner here, the Great Bullshit Master, has run out of charm. He’s not bringing in pussy anymore. Our dicks are starving. We come to you in our hour of need. Please have mercy on us.”

In his best Godfather imitation voice, Ron said, “Why you come to me now with problems like this? You don’t call me and invite me to your house for a little espresso, a little pasta. And now you have a problem. You obviously haven’t gotten laid in a while—or at least two hours—and you think now you have a problem.”

Paul was having a hard time controlling his laughter at this point because Ron was doing such an accurate impersonation of the Godfather without the slightest hint of a smile. It was funny as hell.

John said, “Sensei, believe me, we follow your techniques. We follow every step we learned from you, but it doesn’t seem to work. I mean, I don’t know what’s wrong. We came across a bitch—I mean, what we think is a witch—and she worked a spell on us because we did anal without telling her we were gonna do it—”

“Although she liked it,” interrupted Paul.

“—and she took away our charm.”

Ron started moving the chess pieces around on the table in front of him. He said, “Being in solitary, I like playing by myself. I figure this way I always win.”

He chuckled and then said, “Guys, first of all, you shouldn’t call them bitches. I think that maybe you lost your charm.”

He said something in Italian and then translated it. Basically, he’d said they need to make the girl feel comfortable. They needed to tease her and make her cum before she even saw their dicks.

Ron pretended to be frustrated and said, “I feel bad that all my teachings have gone in one ear and out your ass.”

The guys were struggling to keep from laughing. Ron was pouring the comedy on thick this time.

He went on about a girl that he had for them and how he was going to use her to re-teach them how to pick up women. They could get to know her, watch how Ron worked, and then they’d get to practice what he taught them. But of course, none of that would happen until after five minutes of joking and quoting catch phrases from the Godfather.

The guys went home and got cleaned up after coughing up $20 apiece for Ron. He didn’t tell them what it was for. Instead, he joked about it being “tribute.”

Later that night, they went back. The girl that Ron was talking about was sitting next to him on the couch. Her name was Naomi. She was average in appearance, a little chubby, but her hair style and attitude gave her a lot of sex appeal. She had the look of a woman who wanted to fuck and didn’t care whose dick she was fucking.

She was wearing a black top with a short red skirt. Her purse was next to her on the floor. She seemed really relaxed and she smiled all the time.

She had her foot on Ron’s leg and he was stroking her thigh. He looked up, said, “Do you like these shoes?”

Naomi said, “Yeah.”

“I spent a lot of my hard-earned money getting these, you know? And I bought them just for you.”

He lifted her foot off his thigh and raised her leg high in the air so the boys could see the shoes. Then he said, “You see, boys, you shmackles, if you get shoes for a girl you really charm the hell out of her because girls really love shoes. And another advantage to shoes is that you can look up their skirts and see what that lovely little pussy looks like.”

That was the last thing that Ron needed to point out. Paul and John were already looking up her skirt and felt huge boners trying to spring up in their pants. Her pussy looked so sexy stuffed away in tight red panties.

Everyone chuckled at Ron’s humor, then he said, “Look honey, these shoes are all yours. And because you have to put up with the likes of these two ugly shmackles, I got you a second pair of shoes and these guys chipped in to buy them for you.”

Now they knew why Ron wanted $20 from them earlier. He handed Naomi the box. She was smiling but she didn’t seem overly enthused about it.

John joked, “So we should give her two pair of shoes?”

“Well, when you’re dealing with three guys, one pair just isn’t enough. I could’ve gotten by with one pair with my charm, but since we’re dealing with two shmackles like you two, you have to have the additional shoes as well.”

Everyone laughed, but Paul and John felt an intense rush of excitement and tingles race through them. Ron had pretty much confirmed that Naomi was going to fuck them all. Her tits and crotch suddenly looked ten times better and two needy cocks were swelling up fast.

“In fact,” continued Ron, “when I look at both of you I think perhaps I should have gotten her a third pair and a bra and some underwear, but…oh well.”

They were having the time of their lives with Ron cracking jokes on them. It was just like the old days.

“Isn’t this exciting?” asked Ron to Naomi. “There’re a lot of men out there who would be masturbating looking at you. Isn’t that a nice thought?”

“Yeah,” said Naomi.

“You’re very sexy and got a beautiful body and nice, big tits. Men love girls like you.”

She was leaning closer to Ron with every word that came out of his mouth. She was blushing and giggled from time to time.

Ron turned to his friends and said, “See, flattering helps too. It’s the shoes and the flattering. Keep watching.”

He joked some more, flirted some more, and teased the two “shmackles” some more. He gave a few more tips about how to impress her with tactics that were old fashioned, but still worked.

He started kissing her neck as he gently pulled her hair. Then he pointed out the goose bumps that had formed on her legs. He pulled one of her tits out and showed them how hard her nipples had gotten because of it.

Naomi’s eye lids were getting heavier. She was taking deeper breaths than before. She was still giggling, but now it sounded like partial moans mixed with laughter.

The boys were impressed. Ron was manipulating this woman, getting her extremely horny, and he was telling them exactly how he was doing it while she was sitting there listening. They had to give it to him. Ron had style.

Next, he got her to give them a little strip tease. She basically took her clothes off slowly and wiggled her hips seductively. It was nothing special since Naomi wasn’t much of a dancer, but the point of it was to get her naked, so it wasn’t entirely in vain. The only thing left on her body when she was done was her new high heels.

Ron had started playing with his cock under his pants. The boys were staring wide-eyed at Naomi’s tits, which were even bigger now that the bra wasn’t holding them back.

Ron told her to sit back down. He said, “Is there anything that you would like more than a penis in your mouth?”

“No,” said Naomi.

“Candy? Ice cream? A movie? A walk in the park?”

“No,” repeated Naomi.

“So basically, the penis in the mouth is your best choice?”

She nodded.

Ron turned to the guys and said, “Always let the girl make the choice because, A, it’s more exciting, and B, if she makes no choice then she can dial 9-1-1.” Ron was making a reference to rape, but it took a few seconds for anyone to get the joke, so the laughs came late.

Ron pulled his cock out. It was already at least seven inches long and it wasn’t fully erect yet.

Naomi’s eyes lit up and she leaned forward with her wet mouth agape and closed her soft lips around the head. She gave it a light suck and then dove down on it. She went a little deeper with each suck, and soon Ron’s cock had fully stiffened in her mouth.

Naomi had some outstanding cock sucking skills. His dick was tingling immensely as she massaged it with her tongue and lips.

“Look at how she takes it so deep,” said Ron. “Look at that.”

It was like the guys were watching a live porno. And seeing it live was having the same effect as it would if they were watching it on TV. It made them want to fuck the girl.

She was bending in a doggie style position on the couch as she sucked him. Not only did they get to see how well she gave head, they got to see her naked ass sticking straight up in the air. It left their imaginations with something to work with.

They could almost see themselves plugging her other end with stiff cock. All they needed was the okay from Ron and Naomi.

It was driving them crazy just sitting there watching somebody else get his dick sucked after going so long without sex.

To make it worse, Ron said, “She sucks a mean dick.” Then he pulled it out of her mouth and started kissing her and sucking her tits because he’d forgotten to tell them foreplay was an important part of the lesson. The kissing only lasted about ten seconds though, because Ron leaned back and eagerly popped it back in her wet mouth.

“Oh, that’s pretty talented,” moaned Ron. “Oooh, nice, baby! Nice. Look at that. Look how hard I’m getting. Yeah. All the way out and all the way in. Oh, yeah, keep doing that!”

“Uh, Sensei,” said Paul, “where’s our part?”

“Oh, shit,” said Ron as if he’d forgotten about them by accident.

Naomi knew he’d done it on purpose, so she was having a hard time keeping control of her laughter. The desperate look on their faces was hilarious.

“While you suck my dick,” said Ron to Naomi, “one of the Shmackle Brothers are gonna start giving you head from the back. He’s gonna eat your pussy; he’s gonna eat your ass, and if you really behave yourself, honey, he’s gonna stick his tongue way up your ass and touch your tonsils. That’s how far we’re talking. He might even massage your heart as he bypasses it.”

John wasted no time in getting his clothes off. He was behind Naomi and had his tongue gliding back and forth between her clit and asshole in seconds.

It had been so long since he’d tasted the sweetness of a young woman’s cunt juices. He worked each and every inch of her hind region like he was using his mouth to clean it before surgery.

Naomi was extremely aroused from having a cock in her mouth and a tongue in her ass and pussy. She sucked Ron deeper and let her head linger at the bottom before she came up.

Her pussy was gushing loads of fluids. John happily lapped every drop and spread it around using his lips and tongue until he had her whole anal and pubic region soaked with saliva and pussy juice.

Ron kissed her for a while longer until he opened his eyes and realized John had stopped licking her. He obviously wanted a blowjob too, so Ron told Naomi to lay on her back so he could fuck her while she sucked John’s cock.

Her ample tits fell into place and Ron lifted one of her luscious legs high in the air, revealing every tender fold of her juicy, bald cunt. She started fingering herself and rubbing her clit.

“Is it nice and wet?”

“Uh-huh,” Naomi moaned.

She looked up just in time to see John’s balls coming at her face. She opened her mouth and let them land on her lips and tongue. A few seconds later she felt Ron’s pulsing cock head pushing into her tight hole.

As wide apart as her legs already were, she tried to separate them even more. Ron had a long prick. He was slowly shoving every inch of it in and out of her. Her whole body was tingling like mad.

“Turn around and we’ll do you doggie style, baby,” said Ron. “Get that cute little ass way up in the sky.”

She got up and bent over on her knees. She arched her back, which put her pouty cunt lips in better view and made her twat easier to access.

“Ohh, look at that,” said Ron, and he instinctively started stroking his cock and then slipped it back in her as she took in a mouthful of John’s cock.

All three were really into it now. This was Naomi’s favorite position. She loved what Ron was doing behind her. The better he fucked her, the more cock she craved for her mouth. It got to the point that she was deep-throating John every time she went down.

When John commented on how good it felt, it made her get even nastier. She pushed her mouth completely flush against John’s pubic region, forcing him so deep that the end of his cock had to curve down her throat just to fit it all in.

“Oh…yeah! My dick is all the way down her throat,” John said in amazement. “She’s so fucking good.”

“You’re learning my lessons well. That’s charming, providing a penis for her to suck on,” Ron joked.

He got serious for a moment and told John to get lost. He was horny and wanted Naomi all to himself.

Besides, they hadn’t called him in a year. They deserved to suffer.

He sat down and motioned for Naomi to mount him. He wanted her to ride him. She was really good at it. She had a big, juicy ass that made for a great, cushiony, heated seal around his cock and hips.

Their upper bodies were pressed close together. Her tits were mashed against Ron’s face, which made it hard to breath, but despite the lack of oxygen, within minutes, she had almost gotten him to pop his load.

In fact, the heavy breathing made it seem more erotic. He was spreading her ass cheeks apart and ramming every inch of his cock up in her.

The only problem was Ron had drank too much water and liquor before every got there. He’d been holding his bladder all night. He’d just gotten to the point that he couldn’t take anymore, so he excused himself and asked the “bogus boys” to fill in for him.

Ron’s bladder couldn’t have had better timing. Watching them fuck was really getting to the boys. They were stroking their meat, and if Ron hadn’t stopped when he did, they would’ve popped their loads all over their hands.

John was the first to act. He was on his feet and bending Naomi over as soon as Ron got to his feet. He fucked her, pounded her, drilled her, dug into her hot flesh.

He pulled his cock out, slurped the pussy juice, swallowed it, and sprang back to his feet. He motioned for Naomi to turn around.

John was stroking his meat. Naomi dropped to her knees.

John grabbed her head.

Naomi’s mouth came open.

John’s legs were shaking with anticipation.

OOOOHHHHHHH!!!

Cum spilled from his cock like waterfalls. Every bit of it landed directly in her mouth.

Naomi gladly caught it all in her mouth, swallowed some, and let some drip back onto his cock so she could lick it up while she sucked the sensitive cock head.

Ron watched patiently as Paul took his turn fucking Naomi. It was about the same as John, ending with Paul shooting his load in her mouth while he moaned his satisfaction.

Once they were out of the way, Ron laid her on her back and started drilling her in the missionary position. His back was upright so he could watch her tits jiggle, plus he didn’t want to get too close to her face with all that cum on it.

It felt good, but Naomi’s pussy was getting sore after fucking all those dicks. She said, “Okay Mr. Tough-Guy-Sensei, you better cum in twenty seconds.”

She started counting down from twenty and it actually sounded very sexy because she was moaning as she counted. When she got to number one, Ron pulled his cock out, started stroking it, and said, “Zero.”

Long ropes of cum sprang from his cock and decorated her face like a spider web. She started sucking Ron’s spent dick.

“Oh, aw!” he screamed. Shivers went through his body. “Oh, oh man, oh!”

“That’s delicious. Mmmm,” she said as she sucked the last few drops from his tingling shaft.

Ron looked up. He had stuffed more tissue in his cheeks while everyone was pre-occupied with watching the blowjob.

Mocking the Godfather, he said, “That’s how you do it boys. They want a little sperm, you give it to them. Now we can go take a break and have a little cappuccino and spaghetti. Naomi, you wanna come have a bite with us?”

“Okay,” she said.

“You hungry?”

“Yeah,” she replied. She still hadn’t stopped sucking his cock.

“Okay, guys. The lesson was a success. Onward and upward, okay?”

“Thank you, Sensei.”

They bowed, and it was off to their place to eat dinner and possibly get ready for another romp.

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