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Auntie Mabel

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Auntie Mabel.   The Seduction of John.,

 

JOHN.

 

John woke up late, but it was no problem as it

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was a Saturday and he didn’t have to go to work this weekend. He had overslept a bit because last night had been his eighteenth birthday and he had been out with a few friends celebrating.

 

Luckily he never suffered from hangovers so although a bit tired he was otherwise ok. Feeling the now familiar ache in his cock he resigned himself to his morning wank.

 

He had tried often to ignore his cock’s demands but if he didn’t see to it then he would think of nothing else all day but girls.

Once he had come he would feel the welcome relief and relaxation of all his muscles that was the good side of masturbation.

 

The bad side was the recognition that although he was now officially a man he had still never had sex with a girl.

 

John was an apprentice engineer and as such was in a predominantly male world.

The walls of the factory were covered in pinups of naked women, some with their legs wide open and leaving nothing to the imagination. Most of the banter between the engineers was about who they fancied in the office and who had fucked who lately.

 

Like most lads he tried to give the impression that he had plenty of girlfriends and was quite a man of the world, but unfortunately he was just to shy to approach any of the girls he fancied, and too honest to pretend to fancy the ones he didn’t.

 

However before he could commence his relief, he heard his mother coming up the stairs towards his room.

 

‘Come on John, get up quick, you promised to help me this morning,’ she shouted through his bedroom door before returning to the kitchen.

To take his mind off he sexual problems he tried to remember what it was that he had to do that day.

 

Oh yes, he remembered that he had promised to help his mother’s old friend Auntie Mabel move in to her new house just up the road from theirs.

 

He had never met her, apparently she wasn’t really his Aunt but was just a very old friend of his mother’s sister and after being widowed a few years ago had downsized into a small flat close to his mother for company.

 

He got up, washed and dressed and ran down to the kitchen. His mother Doreen, who had been up since 7am made him some tea and toast and then they both left the house and walked the few hundred yards to the flat.

 

MABEL.

 

The removal men had just driven away and the first thing john noticed was a woman bending over a box in the garden.

She was wearing a pair of denim shorts, a tee-shirt, and a big floppy hat and he noticed that she had a lovely little bum.

 

‘Who is that?’ he asked his mum as they went through the gate.

His mum ignored him as she walked right up to the woman and lightly smacked her on the bottom.

 

‘Hello trouble, here we are at last, I’ve brought you a strong pair of arms to do the heavy lifting so you don’t need to lift that box anywhere’.

The woman straightened up and turned to face them with a welcoming smile on her face.

 

She was about five foot tall and although generally slim she had a well-developed bust under the tee-shirt.

 

He realised that although from the rear she looked like a young woman, her beautiful heart shaped face belonged to a mature worldly-wise woman.

Her eyes were a stunning deep blue and they focused on john as he stood by the gate.

 

‘Hello Dor, lovely to see you, who is this fine young man?’ she asked smiling at John.

‘This is my son John, John this is your Auntie Mabel’. Introduced his mum.

‘For heaven’s sake Dor. You make me feel old, Auntie indeed, ‘just call me May, John’ she replied shaking his hand and looking up at him with a smile.

 

From his height advantage he looked down at her and his eyes were drawn involuntarily to where the top of her loose tee-shirt had gaped open and was giving him a partial view of two firm large breasts.

 

Like most teenagers he was transfixed for a few seconds before he noticed May was still shaking his hand which had the effect of making her breasts wobble in a most disturbing way.

 

To his horror he felt his unruly cock stiffen in his pants and he could feel his face going red. ‘ Nice to meet you he stammered’.

 

‘I can see that’ she replied with a mischievous grin and turned and walked towards his mother who was waiting just inside the door of the flat for them.

 

John used the few seconds when they were both looking the other way to put his hand into his pants and adjust his cock so it didn’t stick out so much.

 

His mother had gone into the flat and was moving things about in the small kitchen, but May had stopped at the front door and to John’s further embarrassment she seemed to be observing him in the reflection of the glass panels in the door.

 

She turned to him with a smile and said, ‘ when you have sorted yourself out John, could you bring in that box of things marked for the kitchen please’.

She then joined his mum in the kitchen, while he located the box required and brought it in to them.

 

They spent most of the morning settling her in and John found himself really liking May, he found her charming and witty and gradually relaxed in her company until he felt that he had known her for ages.

 

After a tea break during which his mum quizzed May about her life before coming to the village, John learned that she had been married to a wealthy businessman who had spent a lot of the time travelling around the world for a big oil company.

Sometimes he would take May with him to exotic places, but more often she was left behind in England. He had died in Bahrain and his body was flown back to England for burial a few years ago.

 

May had been alone in their big house in Berkshire until she had finally decided to move closer to her friends and family.

 

May had a lovely melodious voice and John found himself empathising with her as she spoke of her childhood and amusing anecdotes of her life as a teenager and a young woman.

 

John noticed that there was no mention of children in her stories and he also noticed that his mum avoided asking about any.

 

FIRST MOVES.

 

As they finished up in the lounge May asked john to take a box of bits up to the room that she would be using as a her bedroom.

He carried the large box carefully upstairs negotiating the narrow stairs with care lest he dropped it and finally lowered it onto the double bed that he had previously assembled.

 

The box however gave up the ghost when it hit the bed and its contents spilled out over the covers.

 

He gave a resigned sigh and started to gather up the bits and pieces into a neat pile.

Suddenly he noticed that he was holding in his hand what appeared to be a copy of his cock.

 

It was slightly bigger than him at full size and seemed to be made of a soft latex that felt rather nice and warm in his hand.

Although a virgin he knew from stories told to him by the older engineers that this was a vibrator, and women used them to make themselves orgasm.

 

A picture of May lying on her back stark naked with this thing thrust up her cunt flashed unbidden into his mind and instantly his cock sprang again into full erection.

 

He groaned and with the hand that wasn’t holding the vibrator he grasped his unruly cock and squeezed it to try and get it back to normal.

Unfortunately all this achieved was to make it even bigger and he had to drop the vibrator on the bed in order to use both hands so as to straighten his cock upright in his pants for as much comfort as he could get in his present condition.

 

Just when he thought things couldn’t get any more embarrassing he looked up to see May standing in the doorway watching him with a wry grin on her face.

 

‘I see you have met my secret lover; sorry about the box it was to old for the job, a bit like me’ she said quietly.

 

‘Sorry Aunt May’ he stammered going red again, ‘ it just fell out and I picked it up, and I don’t think that you are to old at all, I think you are fantastic and I like you a lot’

 

‘Do you really like me John? That’s very nice to hear at my time of life, when you get to Sixty you tend to think that a lot of things are over for you. Its nice to hear that someone still thinks about you in a certain way’.

 

‘You don’t look anything like Sixty’ he replied ‘you have got a better figure than most of the girls at college’.

‘Why John what do you mean? Are you referring to these by any chance, I couldn’t help but notice your interest earlier’ she said with a smile.

 

John looked on in amazement as she cheekily held her breasts, one in each hand and slowly lifted them up, he couldn’t help but notice that her nipples had gone hard as they pushed against the thin material of her tee-shirt.

 

‘We get erect too you know, just like someone we know’ she whispered conspiratorially to him and winked as she walked out of the bedroom.

 

‘John, May, tea’s ready when you are’ yelled Doreen up the stairs to them. John followed May downstairs, he took his time to give his cock a chance to shrink back to normal before he had to appear in front of his mum.

 

May thanked them both for all their help and invited them both round the next day for a small housewarming party. Doreen said they would be delighted to come and that they would bring her husband Sam as well.

That night as he lay in bed John couldn’t think of anything but May.

She fascinated him, she was still beautiful and sexy and so obviously experienced compared to the young silly girls that he was used to in College.

 

He kept seeing her lifting her fantastic breasts up for him and the thought of her hard nipples caused him to wank his cock harder and longer than he had ever done before.

 

When he finally came his cum shot up into the air a good few feet before splattering back over his belly and pubic hair.

 

The image that ignited his massive orgasm was of him sucking those glorious nipples and hearing May moan his name as he called out hers in the midst of his orgasm.

 

HOUSEWARMING.

 

The next day couldn’t come soon enough for him and he was up, showered and dressed by eight and surprised his parents by appearing in the kitchen without them having to call him.

 

He had taken special care in dressing and his mother complimented him on how smart he looked.

 

‘Seeing a new girl are we’ commented his dad jokingly.

‘Leave him alone Sam, its nice to see him up, let alone smart for a change’, said Doreen with a fond smile at them both.

 

The evening finally arrived and they walked over to May’s flat.

John had been looking forward to seeing her all day but when she opened the door to let them in he was stunned.

 

She was wearing an evening dress of scarlet silk, which chastely covered her breasts.

However the sight that took John’s breath away was her hair. The previous day she had been wearing a big floppy hat that had almost completely hidden her hair.

 

Today it was revealed in all its glory, it was thick, wavy, golden blond, and hung down her back to within a few inches of the floor.

 

John just stared at May and said in a wondering voice,’ it’s like a golden waterfall, I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in my life’.

Both his parents looked at him in surprise.

 

‘Thank you kind sir,’ said May with a giggle,’ I hardly ever bother to wear it like this except for special occasions’.

 

‘It looks lovely dear’ said Doreen,’ you always were proud of your hair as I remember’.

 

May had cooked them a lovely dinner, and John watched her enthralled, as she played the gracious host during the evening.

 

She was in a sparkling mood and even had his dad laughing out loud at some of her stories.

 

They all drank far too much wine including John who was given a few extra glasses by May when she heard that he had just turned eighteen earlier that week, despite the half-hearted protests from his parents.

 

‘If he is eighteen, then he is now a man and must be treated as such’ she stated.

When his parents had both taken the dishes into the kitchen to load the dishwasher, he was left alone with May.

 

The wine and food had gone to his head and he found himself explaining to her that although he appreciated her remarks concerning him being a man at eighteen, he wasn’t really a man yet as he hadn’t had a girlfriend.

 

In the midst of telling her how beautiful she was he fell off the chair and lay on the floor with his head spinning in a pleasant way.

 

He wasn’t sure if he imagined that she knelt down beside him and leaning over kissed him slowly and sexily on his mouth. ‘We will see about that in good time’, she whispered in his ear, before getting up and calling for Sam to help his son to his feet.

 

John lay in bed that night and went over everything that had happened so as to be sure not to forget any part of it.

He tried to have a wank but he was so drunk that his cock didn’t work and he fell asleep still thinking about May.

 

The next few days passed without any sign of May and he began to wonder if indeed he had read far too much into some innocent friendly remarks.

It wasn’t until the next Friday evening that his mum asked him if he could do her friend Mabel a favour, and help her with her garden the next morning.

 

At first he didn’t know who she was talking about, then he remembered that May’s real name was Mabel.

Even thinking about her seemed to change the word Mabel into May Bell.

 

 

MABEL’S PLAN.

 

Mabel was having a hard time deciding what to do about the situation with her and John.

 

Up to this point there was no situation, and she knew that she shouldn’t proceed any father along the road of seduction that she was considering for John.

 

All her good intentions however were being eroded by three major facts.

One, he was so tall and handsome and obviously innocent of the sexual side of life between the sexes.

 

Two, she knew she could introduce him to sex better and more sensitively than any young chit of a girl could.

 

Three, since the death of her husband she had been so terribly lonely.

 

She hadn’t mentioned, and Doreen hadn’t taken her up on the fact, that her husband had been twenty years younger than she was when they married. May had been attracted to younger men than herself all her life.

 

She knew that she was taking a terrible risk with her friendship with Doreen, but she was weak and needed love and attention like anyone else.

 

She stood naked in front of her full length mirror and arranged her hair so that it covered both breasts whilst leaving her curly golden pubic hair in full view.

 

Lady Godiva eat your heart out she thought with determination, I want him and I need him and I am going to teach him all there is to know about love.

 

When he is ready for his first young woman he will be a confident and experienced young man thanks to me. 

She turned away from the mirror and laid on her bed, her hand reaching for her battery powered lover.

 

She switched it on and gently rubbed it between her thick pubic hair until it was over her clitoris. She closed her eyes as the waves of pleasure started and thought of John.

 

ODD JOBS.

 

John had thought of no-one else but May since he was last with her and after a few insincere mumblings about missing out on drinks with his mates he apparently reluctantly agreed to help his mum’s friend with her garden.

 

When the agreed time came, he was once again clean and smart in his workshirt and jeans, and waving to his mum he set out towards May’s flat with a spring in his step.

 

She was waiting for him with a big smile and a hug, ‘my hero, thank you so much for saying you would help me.

I haven’t anyone else to lean on except you’ and pulling his face down to hers she gave him a warm kiss on his lips.

 

Before he could react in any way she had turned and walked out of the patio doors and onto the rear patio.

He had no choice but to follow her and listen as she explained the jobs that needed doing.

 

Basically the lawns needed mowing, the hedges needed cutting, and various bits of assorted rubbish needed to be cleared away; and that was just the beginning apparently.

 

He noticed that she was wearing very similar clothes to the ones she was wearing when he first met her.

She had on her big floppy hat, which he now knew concealed her gorgeous golden hair.

 

The same loose fitting tee shirt, but instead of shorts made from denim she was wearing shorts made of a type of soft towelling material which he was quick to notice clung to her bottom like a second skin.

 

Also they were a light buff colour and gave the impression when she bent over to pick up the grass cuttings that she was naked below her loose top.

After he had mown the lawns she called a break and they went into the lounge for a cup of tea.

 

‘I don’t know how you keep on John’ she said as she poured him his cup from her teapot.

 

John assumed that she didn’t know that her top gaped open when she leaned towards him to fill his cup.

He had a good view of her breasts as they hung free beneath the loose top. This time he could be sure that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

 

She sat back in the opposite armchair to his and sipped at her tea. ‘Would you like a biscuit dear?’ she asked taking one for herself and pushing the plate towards him.

 

As he reached to get one she accidentally knocked hers onto the floor by the side of her chair. As she stretched sideways and down to pick it up she had to stretch her opposite leg out for balance.

 

This left her with her legs wide open in front of him as she searched around for the elusive biscuit.

 

The soft material of her shorts was stretched tightly across her pubes showing him her deep cleft clearly.

As she had been working as hard as him her crotch was moist with sweat, and it was as if she was naked for him.

 

Again his cock reacted fiercely and swelled up in his pants as if it had a mind of its own.

 

May was well aware of what she was doing and from her position she could see under the table and observe the effect her show had on John’s cock. She was very impressed at the size of his bulge and determined to continue her plan.

 

She found her biscuit and settled herself back in her chair with a sigh, she was glad that Doreen wasn’t there with them as she would have seen instantly what was going on and put a stop to it.

 

Again guilt reared its head but May thrust it aside firmly.

After tea and a chat in which she reminded him of the rest of the jobs to do, they went back into the garden.

 

THE BATH.

 

She pointed out an old tin bath that was on the roof of the shed and suggested that they lower it to the grass to see what was in it.

 

John could reach it easily but it was very heavy and as he pulled it towards him he realised that it was full of stagnant water.

 

He was just about to warn May to stand clear when she jumped up and grabbed the edge of the bath.

 

The next second a wave of dirty stinking water slopped over them both. May squealed in shock as the water soaked her and John who would have been able to jump out of the way was forced to stand holding the bath so that it didn’t fall on her.

 

After the first cold shock they stood looking at each other, suddenly May burst into laughter, ‘John why on earth didn’t you jump away you silly man you are soaked like me now.’

 

John explained that if he had the bath would have fallen on her and might have hurt her badly.

‘I didn’t realise that, I’m so proud of you, you really are my hero aren’t you.’ She whispered.

 

He lowered the bath to the grass and took a good look at May, her top was soaked and stuck to her breasts like a wet tee shirt does.

He could see her nipples clearly and the cold water had made them stick out like strawberries.

 

She stepped towards him to give him a hug, but before she touched him she recoiled in horror.

‘Oh my God John we both stink to high heaven, I can’t let you stay like this I will have to wash your stuff out before Doreen has a fit’. She looked down at herself and noted that she also needed a good scrub.

 

THE SHOWER.

 

Her plan had worked well so far, she had topped up the bath of stagnant water so that however carefully it was moved it was bound to slosh over them.

When it had looked like John had it under control, she had ‘helped’ him by jumping up and grabbing it, ensuring that they were soaked.

Over his protests she dragged him by the hand into her bathroom and insisted he strip off and hand her his clothes so she could put them in the washing machine whilst he had a good long shower to remove the smell of stagnant water.

 

When he hesitated she told him not to be silly as she wouldn’t look, and anyway he didn’t have anything she hadn’t seen before during her long life.

 

When he still dithered she said she would go first to show there was nothing to fear, and without further ado took of her hat and pulled her top over her head and threw it into the dirty laundry bin.

 

He only caught a glimpse of her large breasts before she turned away and commenced to pull down her shorts. She was now only wearing a pair of white cotton knickers and as she pulled them down he saw her tight little bottom come into view. When she bent right over to take off her sandals he could see a mass of golden hairs between her legs.

 

He quickly turned his back on her so she wouldn’t think he had been watching and quickly stripped off his wet clothes. He threw them in the bin and dived into the shower cubical.

 

As he commenced his shower he could hear her putting their clothes in the washing machine and turning it on. She was humming a happy little tune that he couldn’t make out over the noise of the shower.

 

He was soaping his face with his eyes tightly shut when he felt the shower door open.

Before he knew what was going on she had come in with him.

 

‘Move over a bit John, I’m only small but I do need a bit of space to get this smell off me’ she said in a business like tone of voice ‘ I can’t wait until you have finished’.

 

He automatically obeyed her and when the soap had cleared from his eyes he saw that she was standing with her back to him and was in the process of undoing her hair.

 

When it was all loose it hung over her shoulders like a golden cape effectively hiding her charms from him.

‘There you go John we may be sharing a shower but I’m as decent as if I were dressed aren’t I’ she quipped looking over her shoulder at him coyly.

 

Before he could reply she started to soap her body under the cover of her hair and seemed to be ignoring the fact that she was sharing a shower with a naked man.

 

Suddenly she bent over to reach her feet and this brought her bottom into contact with his rampant cock.

Amazingly although he could clearly feel that his cock had slipped between the cleft of her bottom she showed no reaction and continued to soap her feet as if nothing untoward was occurring.

 

He quickly turned around in the cubicle but this action meant that he dragged his cock out from between the cheeks of her arse and ended up by him rubbing his naked bottom against hers.

 

‘Keep still John you nearly had me over then, I’m going to need you to wash this hair of mine as I can’t do it all by myself’. She remarked unconcernedly.

 

May reached up to the shower shelf and handed him a bottle of shampoo. ‘Be a love and rub this in for me please’ she asked in a matter of fact voice.

 

He was forced to turn towards her again and started to rub the shampoo into her mane of hair as requested.

As her hair had somehow managed to be hanging down the front of her body she also turned so he could reach it.

 

Although her hair hid her breasts from his eyes, as he rubbed the shampoo further down the length of her tresses the back of his hand was rubbing against them.

 

He could fell her nipples clearly pushing against his wrists as he continued to rub the shampoo in. However she made no comment about this and he started to relax as much as he could with a raging hard on.

 

‘Kneel down so you can do the ends for me, and while you are down there I can shampoo your hair in exchange’ she suggested.

He carefully knelt down on the cubicle base, thankful that at least she wouldn’t see his rampant cock, and rubbed the shampoo into the final ends of her tresses.

 

She commenced to rub shampoo into his hair and he found the sensation very nice indeed, it caused him to close his eyes for a moment in pleasure.

 

When he opened them a few seconds later she had somehow positioned herself so that he was looking directly between her legs at a mass of golden pubic hair.

 

It was so thick and curly, that as if of their own volition, his fingers reached forward, and gently felt the soft wet springiness of her pubic curls.

 

As his fingers touched her she chose that moment to lean forward so as to shampoo the back of his head.

 

She was obviously so engrossed in doing this that she didn’t notice that her pubes were pressing hard against his exploring finger until it slid inside her up to his first knuckle.

 

She again made no comment about this and he was only aware of the tight hot feeling of a woman’s cunt gripping his finger.

 

‘There you are dear, now we just have to rinse off and we will be nice and clean again’ she said, as she stepped back from him to put the shampoo back on the shelf.

 

As she stepped away his finger slid out of her, and the next thing he knew was that she had taken down the shower-head and was spraying the water over his head and body to wash off the suds.

 

‘I’ll do you first then you can do me ‘ she said.

‘Stand up now so I can get at your back’. He stood up turning as he did so to present her with his soapy back.

 

His rigid cock knocked against the glass as she played the water all over his shoulders and back.

 

While the water wash running over him he reflected that in all his sexual fantasies about sharing a shower with a naked woman, there had always been lots of mutual soaping of breasts and cock.

 

He didn’t know what was going on here, as May didn’t appear to see this as a sexual situation.

 

Perhaps he thought, this is what a woman who is old enough to be your mum regards as just washing a baby. You get it clean without there being any sexual component to it.

 

He just wished his cock would realise that May wasn’t interested in the sexual side of this situation.

 

‘ Turn round so I can do the rest’ she ordered. He took a deep breath and turned to face her. She ran the water over his chest and down onto his groin.

 

She seemed oblivious to the sight of his throbbing cock sticking out towards her as she directed the water between his legs, in a matter of fact way she held his cock and moved it left and right making sure that there was no soap left around his balls.

 

Part of him was so glad when she let go of his cock. But another part wished desperately that she would keep hold of it and give it a good rubbing.

 

To rinse his feet she had to kneel down and when she was satisfied that he was soap free she stood up.

 

As she stood his cock hit her on top of her head causing her to remark, ‘Careful John you could have someone’s eye out with that’ at the look on his face she burst into giggles and impulsively hugged him.

 

‘It’s my turn now, you have to be very thorough and not leave any soap on any of my hair’ she said handing him the shower-head.

 

She stood trustingly in front of him as he started to rinse her from top to bottom, it took a while before she was satisfied that her long golden hair was totally rinsed and then she threw it back over her head so that he could see her naked body clearly for the first time.

 

‘Make sure you don’t miss any bits’ she ordered, ‘ I didn’t miss any bits of yours did I?’

 

He needed no further urging and carefully ran the water over her shoulders and breasts, she insisted that he lift each of them up so that the water could wash away any soap trapped under them.

 

As he ran it over her belly she opened her legs for him so he could run it over her golden pubes.

To his amazement she then turned round and bent over for him.

 

He took the hint and ran the stream of water between the cheeks of her bottom, he made so bold as to part her bum cheeks to spray the water directly onto her neat little anus.

 

He had never seen a woman’s bum hole before and he was fascinated by it.

 

‘Haven’t you finished yet back there?’ she said ‘I will be getting rusty soon if you don’t hurry up’.

 

He guiltily finished rinsing the back of her legs and she turned off the water.

 

THE BEDROOM.

 

She led him into the bedroom where there was a big pile of soft towels waiting on the bed for them.

 

He sat on one of the towels and watched as she wrapped a towel around her head trapping her hair into a turban.

When she turned back to him she was completely exposed to his eyes.

 

Seeing him look away she told him not to be silly, they had already shared a shower together and had seen more of each others bodies than anyone else in the world had.

 

‘It’s too late to be shy now John, I expect you to dry me properly and then I will finish you off’,

 

She handed him a nice fluffy towel and lay down on the bed with her arms stretched out to her sides.

She had a beautiful firm body and like all real large breasts her tits didn’t stick straight up but tended to flatten slightly under the weight of gravity. He noticed that her nipples though were still hard.

 

He started to gently dry her, patting the towel over her face and neck, when he had dried her face he leaned down and kissed her on the mouth.

 

She responded passionately, pulling his head down so she could kiss him back hard ‘that’s a nice thing to do dear, I want you to kiss all the parts you dry’.

 

He next rubbed all around her breasts, gently lifting each one so that he could dry underneath.

As he finished each breast he kissed the nipple on it. Each kiss turned into a long slow suck.

 

He sucked each tit until she moaned and started to writhe about on the bed. ‘Oh John you are getting me all wet again’ she whispered.

 

MABEL’S BOTTOM.

 

She got up on her hands and knees and presented her little naked bum to him.

 

Again he gently rubbed the towel between her bum cheeks, parting them so he didn’t miss any places.

 

He dropped the towel to free both his hands so that he could hold her cheeks apart exposing her little bum hole to his eyes.

 

He had never seen a woman’s bum hole up close. The pin ups on the factory walls tended to concentrate on tits and cunts.

 

He was fascinated by this private pink little hole.

‘Is it nice John?’ she queried, ‘ reach into the bedside cabinet drawer and take out the tube of Vaseline that is in there’.

 

He did as instructed.

‘Put some on your finger and rub it in and around there so I don’t get sore’ she asked.

 

He dutifully dipped his finger in the jar of Vaseline and tentatively rubbed it around her anus.

‘You will need to put your finger deep inside my bottom dear, so I don’t get sore’ she told him.

 

John gathered up his nerve and as gently as possible pushed his finger deep into her bum.

 

He enjoyed the feeling of her tight little hole gripping his finger so much that he pulled it out and reinserted it again. May moaned when he did this.

‘Am I hurting you?’ he asked anxiously.

 

‘Oh no dear it feels lovely, keep doing that for a little while’. She replied’.

 

He put more Vaseline on his finger and continued fingering her bum hole. He noticed that the more he stretched her anus the louder her moans became. He started to rotate his finger in her anus and this caused May to wiggle her arse at him in an obvious invitation.

 

The trouble was he didn’t know what to do, so he thought it best to withdraw his finger from her bum and after wiping off the surplus Vaseline he parted her bum cheeks and kissed her little pink anus.

 

May was so hot she could scream in frustration, her most secret vice that even in girlie conversations with her friends she never mentioned, was that she loved anal sex.

 

Her husband had once taken her to Hong Kong with him and whilst they were there they had gone to one of the many sex shows on offer in that fantastic city.

 

She had watched in rapt fascination as a small Chinese girl, was fucked up the arse by a big black man.

 

His cock had seemed enormous to her, and yet the little girls bum had managed to accommodate every inch of it.

The girl had also gone into multiple orgasms there in front of them and it was obvious that she was enjoying every thrust of his cock.

 

When they had returned to the hotel they had gingerly attempted the same thing and after a few painful episodes they had learned that the secret of good anal sex was plenty of Vaseline up the bum.

During the following years she had been arse fucked often and it always gave her multiple orgasms.

 

Kneeling there with her naked bum presented to John she remembered that he was still a virgin.

He hadn’t fucked a woman’s cunt yet, so to expect him to fuck her up the arse was asking too much of him.

 

However she promised herself that in the very near future she would be kneeling in front of him, and she would be taking it hard up the arse from his big young cock.  

 

MABELS PUSSY.

 

‘One last bit and then I’m done’ she announced.

She turned onto her back and opened her legs wide for him, her golden pubes were open to him and he gently rubbed the towel over them.

 

As he rubbed her he noticed that her eyes had shut and she was pushing her pubes against his hand.

‘Don’t stop just yet she whispered, rub a bit harder John please’.

 

He needed no further encouragement and started to rub her hairy little pussy as fast as he could.

Soon she was writhing on the bed her fingers digging hard into the covers and moaning his name just as he had dreamed about.

 

Suddenly she gave a long drawn-out cry and collapsed onto the bed limply where she lay with her legs wide open and her hairy golden cunt totally exposed.

He noticed a white creamy substance running from her cunt and realised that some women came just like men.

 

After a few minutes she opened her eyes and asked him to give her a hug.

He happily crawled to her and as his arms went round her she pushed him over onto his back and lay on top of him, hugging him tightly to her naked body.

 

Her lovely warm soft breasts pressed against his chest.

 

His cock was still rigid and sticking up so she wriggled around until it was securely held between her inner thighs, his hot shaft pressed against her damp pussy lips.

‘Thank you John’ she murmured in his ear ‘that was lovely, I really enjoyed it and now its your turn.

 

I want you to do everything I ask without question, will you do that for me please?’ she whispered seductively.

 

At this point John would have done anything for her and he nodded his head in acceptance.

 

She kissed him slowly and passionately pushing her tongue into his mouth and as the kiss progressed she started to rub her juicy cunt over his cock.

 

DRYING JOHN.

 

‘Lie still while I dry you off’ she ordered as she slowly slipped off him and picked up a small towel.

 

He was instructed to lie on his back with his hands behind his head, and  when he was comfortable May started to dry his body from his head to his toes.

 

She rubbed between his legs and told him to open them wide for her. ‘I want to see your big cock and balls’ she whispered to him.

He opened his legs for her and she lay between them with her face inches from his balls.

 

She started to kiss the inside of his thighs and continued kissing all around his balls until her mouth was on his shaft which she kissed all along its length until she reached his knob.

 

Slowly she closed her mouth over his swollen knob and gently sucked and licked it until he moaned out loud.

 

As soon as she felt the tell tale twitching that warned of ejaculation she stopped and getting up from the bed walked naked into the kitchen to get them both a glass of wine.

 

By the time she returned his cock had cooled down a bit and was ready for more foreplay.

 

‘Why are you still randy?’ he asked her, ‘didn’t I make you come once already?’

She smiled and explained that women could come many times during lovemaking but men could only come once.

 

‘This is why it is very important that your first time with a women is with one who knows what to do to, otherwise it is over far too soon.

 

I am going to make love to you, so you never forget this time no matter how old you become’.

 

They both had a drink of their wine and then she climbed back on the bed and knelt over him so her pubes were just above his mouth.

 

‘I want you to lick me, you will see a little knobbly thing hidden in my pubic hair just above my cunt lips, that is my clitoris and if you suck it,   it will feel to me as me sucking your cock feels to you, it’s called 69ing’.

 

He had read about 69 and could see her golden pussy clearly and as she lowered it onto his face he stuck his tongue deep inside her and licked and sucked for all he was worth.

 

She lowered her head until her mouth slipped over his knob again and gently sucked it, while she massaged his balls.

 

He was in heaven his face was covered in her cunt juices and they ran into his mouth where he greedily swallowed every drop.

 

May was also really enjoying herself, it was a good feeling to have total power over her very own toy boy and she loved the taste of fresh young cock in her mouth once again.

 

She lifted herself off him and turned away from him with her bum in the air.

 

‘I want you to slip your fingers up inside my cunt and really finger me hard’, she instructed him in an urgent voice.

 

He knelt behind her and found that his fingers slid in so easily that he could put four of them into her without any trouble.

 

He then began to thrust them in and out of her cunt, faster and faster until she began to moan again.

Soon her cunt juices were running down the inside of her legs and she was coming for him again.

‘Push your fingers up my bum, and finger it just like my cunt’.

 

He quickly pulled his fingers out of her sopping wet cunt and pushed one of them into her tight little bum hole.

It was slippery from the Vaseline he had rubbed in earlier but still gripped his finger tightly and he started to rotate his finger in her bum so as to stretch it enough to get more in.

 

She relaxed her bum muscles and he was soon able to insert four of his fingers up her bum.

 

Again she was moaning and thrusting her arse back against his fingers until she gasped and more of her creamy cum squirted out of her cunt and ran down the inside of her thighs.

He then realised that fingering her bum could also make her come.

 

May was really starting to have fun, she had already had two orgasms and knew there were lots more to come.

 

She crawled away from him and told him to lie on his back again.

‘This time I’m going to lower my cunt onto your cock.

 

I’m doing it this way so I can control the friction on your cock.

It will be the first time your cock has been in a woman’s cunt and if you feel that you have to come, then tell me, and I will stop for a bit to let you cool down’.

She knelt over him with her breasts hanging down in front of his eyes, and slowly lowered herself onto him.

 

At last John felt the wet heat of a woman’s cunt as it slid slowly down his throbbing shaft. He closed his eyes and savoured the sensations as she gently fucked his cock with her cunt.

 

May was really enjoying the feel of a big young cock in her cunt, it had been years since she had been well and truly fucked and she was enjoying every minute of it.

 

She could feel her cunt being stretched from her lips to her womb as she bounced up and down on his cock and she tightened her cunt muscles to increase the feelings as much as possible.

She had already come twice and her cunt was red hot for another orgasm.

It hit her sooner than she expected and she buried her face in his chest and gave a muffled scream as her hot cunt juices ran down his cock and soaked his balls.

 

After laying on him for a little while he felt her lifting her cunt off his cock, but before he could complain she had turned around so that he was looking at he naked little arse.

 

‘I’m going to lower my arse onto your cock now, it will take me a while to get comfortable so be patient while I do it’ she explained.

He watched in wonder as she positioned her bum hole onto his knob. Very slowly she increased the pressure until his knob disappeared up her bum.

 

She then stopped and stayed very still relaxing her arse muscles until she could take a few more inches. Eventually his cock was right up her arse and it gripped his shaft tightly.

 

‘God it’s been a very long time since I had a big cock up the bum’, she gasped as she slowly started to bounce her arse onto his bollocks.

Watching his cock going up her arse really brought John to the brink of coming and he asked May to stop for a bit so he could calm down.

She gently lifted her bum off his cock until it popped out.

 

May turned again until her tits were just over his face.

‘Suck my nipples, till my bum stops throbbing’ she said.

 

He was only too pleased to do so and grabbing hold of her big tits he sucked hard on her nipples until they were red and swollen.

 

‘Well John dear have you enjoyed yourself so far?’ she asked with a grin.

He replied that he had never enjoyed himself so much in his life, and that he loved her.

‘I think I love you too dear,’ she replied.

 

BECOMING A MAN

 

It was time she said for him to fuck her properly and come up her cunt. May explained that when he started fucking her he probably wouldn’t last long before he squirted his cum into her cunt.

 

However all good things must come to an end and he deserved to come in her for being such a good boy.

 

She asked him if he wanted to fuck her face to face, called missionary.

Or whether he wanted to fuck her from behind, doggy fashion.

He opted for face to face as he wanted to watch her as he fucked her.

 

She lay on her back and opened her legs wide for him.

He positioned himself between her thighs and she guided his cock gently into her hot wet cunt.

 

‘Now fuck me John, fuck your woman hard and deep. I want your cum in my womb.

 

He tried to fuck her slowly and gently, but looking down at her with her big tits bouncing to his thrusts he was soon fucking her harder and faster until he felt her cunt tighten in orgasm again and she cried out ‘ Oh John I love you my darling boy’.

 

On hearing that, he let go all restraint and finally with a triumphant cry emptied his balls into her cunt.

She heard him cry out as he came and wrapped her legs tightly around him so that she got every drop of his cum inside her womb.

 

Afterwards they just lay together wrapped in each others arms.

May was tender in both her holes but relished the warm feeling of a well- fucked woman.

 

John was still coming to terms that he was now a proper man, who had fucked a woman.

Not a silly little girl who knew nothing, but a fully experienced woman who had taught and given him so much that he knew he could never repay her as long as he lived.

 

May lay thinking quietly as he sucked on her breasts and toyed with her hair, she knew he was hers now and she would teach him to fuck her every way possible.

 

By the time she had finished with him he was going to be the perfect stud muffin.

 

They would have to be careful not to be discovered, but she was sure that she could think up lots of jobs for John to do for her over the coming months, or her name wasn’t Auntie Mabel.

 

John was so emotionally and sexually drained that he dozed off in her arms. She gently disentangled herself from him and walked into the kitchen to move their clothes from the washing machine into the tumble dryer.

 

May didn’t have to wait for her clothes to dry as she simply changed into a clean set that was in the wardrobe. However she knew that she couldn’t send John home in different clothes from the ones he had left his mum’s in.

 

While his clothes were drying she took the opportunity to put up her hair in its customary bun. She was proud of it but sometimes it was a pain to keep tidy.

She made some tea and assembled a plate of cakes for John when he woke.

 

May knew that young men were always hungry, both for sex and food. After the efforts he had made on her behalf today he deserved at least a snack.

She took the food into the bedroom, he was still asleep, laying curled up on his side.

 

He had a lovely body, apart from his gorgeous big cock he also was tall and handsome. He had broad shoulders and strong arms, his big brown eyes were closed in sleep.

She heard the tumble dryer beeping to tell her his clothes were dry.

 

Putting down the tray she gently shook him awake.

The first thing John saw when he opened his eyes was May sitting on the bed.

She was fully dressed, which made him very aware that he was naked in front of her.

 

She however simply told him to drink some tea and eat some cakes while she went and got his clothes.

He realised that he was famished and did as she said. He was still unsure about what had happened.

 

How did he get from helping in the garden to lying naked in front of a sixty year old beauty that he had just fucked. Or would it be true to say had just fucked him.

 

The sequence of events that had led to this moment were blurred in his mind. He did know that his cock was still tender from the unaccustomed fucking but that he had never been happier in his life than he was now.

He looked up as she re-entered the room with his clothes. They were nice and dry and warm. She laid them beside him on the bed and sat down beside him.

 

‘How are you feeling dear?’ she asked quietly.

‘I don’t really know,’ he replied, ‘wonderful, certainly confused, stunned, but probably most of all grateful to you for making me a man,’ in the fantastic way that you did.

 

‘I enjoyed it every bit as much as you did love, I’m still a bit tender in places, you are quite a man when you get going.’

 

She told him to get dressed as there was still things to do in the garden before he went home.

She watched him dressing, he first put on his work shirt so as to feel less naked and vulnerable.

He then pulled on his boxer shorts, however as he stood up to pull them up to his waist she asked him to stop for a second.

 

She got off the bed and knelt down in front of him. His cock was hanging between his legs, minding its own business. ‘ I want to kiss it before you tuck it away’ she murmured. Lifting up her head she enclosed his limp cock in her mouth and sucked it in as far as she could without choking.

 

His cock was still tender but she was extremely gentle and he felt himself relaxing as the heat of her mouth transferred itself to his cock.

She gave his cock a last gentle suck, and as it slipped from her mouth she kissed it.

 

May remained kneeling in front of him as he finished getting dressed.

When he was ready she accompanied him back out into her garden.

They sat on her garden bench and she turned to him and asked him if he had any questions that she could help him with.

 

His only question was ‘what now?.

May explained that they must keep what had happened between them a secret. She had a great deal more to teach him but if his mum found out about them he would be barred from seeing her again.

 

‘But I’m a man now I can do as I like’ he protested.

‘Technically, yes you are, but how would it look to your family and friends if they knew you were fucking an old lady.

You have a good job and a loving family and I will not allow you to endanger that’ she stated firmly.

‘If you cannot promise me that you will keep us a secret then I will have no choice but to never see you again, if necessary I will move back to Berkshire to keep you safe.

 

‘I cannot lose you,’ he admitted, ‘I will do as you say, although I want to tell everyone how fantastic you are.’

‘Don’t you realise that I also want to tell the world about you, how lovely and kind you are.

Not to mention telling Doreen that her son can fuck me into heaven,’ she replied passionately, and pulling him towards her she kissed him hard and long.

 

‘You know I think I love you,’ he said seriously.

‘I think I love you too,’ she replied just as seriously.

 

Counting the work actually done in the garden he had been there for six hours and it was time for tea.

May suggested that she ring Doreen and say that he was staying for tea and then was going to help May sort out her loft.

That way he could stay until the evening without any suspicion.

 

Doreen had no objections to this plan and the knowledge that they had the evening to look forward to made them both happy.

 

May had a hedge trimmer and as John was so tall it didn’t take him long to make it neat and tidy. Standing back to view it she remarked that at least they had achieved some real work amongst the fun.

 

‘I hope the fun is not over yet,’ he whispered in her ear.

‘Oh no, when you have had a light tea I’m going to fuck you senseless,’ she whispered back.

 

As promised she had prepared a light meal of ham, with a side salad.

He quickly ate every piece and taking her by the hand they both ran up the stairs to her bedroom.

 

She asked him to stand by the bed while she slowly stripped him naked. He had to bend over so she could reach the higher buttons on his shirt but she was soon able to remove it.

 

She next pulled down his jeans leaving him in just his boxer shorts. Watching her strip him had re-kindled his young lust and his cock was back with a vengeance.

It was sticking out towards her, held back only by the material of his pants.

 

May left him standing like that while she told him to remove her top. John slowly pulled it over her head.

As it went up it took her breasts with it so when he pulled it over her head her breasts bounced back delightfully.

 

He knelt down so that he could pull down her shorts leaving her only wearing a pair of white cotton knickers. He put his hands on her bum and pulled her towards him.

A sudden urge came to stick his nose into the crotch of her panties and smell her hot damp cunt.

 

He rubbed his face over her pubes until the gusset of her knickers were soaked with her cunt juices. She pulled her knickers up for him until the gusset slipped between her cunt lips and he could see the beautiful golden curls of her pubic hair either side of the cotton.

 

Hooking his fingers into her gusset he pulled it to one side so he could get his tongue between her cunt lips. Holding her bum cheeks tightly he pulled her cunt hard against his mouth as he licked her golden triangle.

 

‘Lets try it this way,’ she said, and stepping back from him she pulled her knickers right off and knelt on the bed with her arse towards him. ‘Lick my cunt from behind’ she said as she swayed her bottom from side to side.

 

John knelt down on the carpet so his mouth was on the same level as her cunt. He opened her bum cheeks so he could get his tongue deep into her wet cunt and gave it a good long licking.

 

Exposing herself to him like this really turned May on and as he licked her cunt so she was grinding it in his face. He had to stop as his mouth was full of cunt and his nose was buried in her golden pubic hair. He just couldn’t breathe and had to come up for air.

 

 

 

BONDAGE

 

She got off the bed and knelt on the carpet facing him. He saw her put her hands behind her back and clasp them together.

‘I want you to go to my dressing gown hanging on the wardrobe door and bring me back the belt from it please’ she asked him.

He got the cloth belt and brought it over to where she was kneeling.

‘I now want you to tie my hands to my feet so that I am helpless’ she instructed quietly.

John did as she told him and secured her with the belt.

 

‘I want you to fuck my mouth, I give you full control of how hard and fast you do it, just don’t come yet.’ She said looking up at him.

 

The sight of her kneeling in front of him naked and vulnerable had an electrifying effect on his cock.

It became even more rigid than it had been and he guided it into her open mouth with one hand while he held the back of her head still with the other.

 

He started to fuck her mouth slowly and gently, seeing her kneeling there so submissively brought out the dominant male in him and holding her head tightly so she couldn’t back away he began to really fuck her mouth hard.

 

This was completely different from her sucking his cock, then she had control of how fast and deep his cock went into her mouth but now he was in charge and he needed her to take as much of his cock into her mouth as humanly possible.

 

Once again May knew exactly what she was doing, during her long sexual life she had mastered many sexual techniques.

 

The one she would call upon now was ‘deep throating’.

It involved simply breathing through the nose and suppressing the gag reflex. Both techniques she had mastered years ago.

 

As he fucked his cock into her mouth he could feel it going in deeper and deeper until it was going right down her throat.

 

He could hear her apparently choking on his cock, but instead of making him ease up her noises of distress prompted him to fuck her mouth even deeper. At one stroke he could feel his balls pressed up hard against her lips. Her submissiveness triggered a deep primal alpha male response in his hind brain and all he could think about was making her submit to him totally.

 

He suddenly came to his senses and pulled his cock completely out of her mouth. He fell to his knees in front of her and pulled her into his arms.

 

‘God May I’m so sorry, I didn’t know what I was doing there for a minute. I could have chocked you to death, please forgive me.’ He blurted out in distress.

 

May knelt on the floor with her head down, the force of his fucking had loosened her hair so much that it had fallen down around her like a golden cape.

 

She wasn’t the least bit hurt, but it wouldn’t do John any harm to remember that she was just a fragile little girl when she needed to be.

 

He was frantically untying her hands and kissing her face.

‘It’s OK dear, I just had trouble breathing for a second, I think I bit off more than I could chew with your big cock,’ she said in a timorous voice.

 

He held her tightly to him and promised to do whatever she asked if she would forgive him.

‘You can help me sort out my hair if you like, you seem to have well and truly fucked it,’ she said with a laugh.

 

His relief at her joke was enormous and he was soon gathering up her long golden tresses and using the belt tying it back into a giant ponytail for her.

 

 

DOGGIE

 

She got back up onto her bed and knelt so that she was facing the full length mirror. She told him if he wanted to make it up to her he could give her cunt a good hard fucking from behind.

 

He was only too pleased to do this and standing behind her he guided his cock between her cunt lips and deep inside her.

She was wet and hot and soon he was fucking her harder and harder. The sight of her little naked bum shaking with the force of his thrusts spurred him on to greater efforts.

 

‘Look in the mirror, John,’ she gasped between thrusts.

He hadn’t noticed the mirror until he looked up from her arse and saw himself fucking a naked woman who was kneeling in front of him with her bum in the air.

 

This was the first time he was able to observe himself fucking May, and she had positioned herself so he could see her large naked breasts bouncing wildly with every stroke of his cock.

 

He had never seen anything so erotic in his life, and it was him that he was looking at.

 

ANAL

 

 

‘I need you to get the Vaseline John she said as he slowed down, I want you up my bum as soon as possible.

 

He pulled his cock out of her cunt and walked over to the drawer, he returned with the jar, and without needing to be told dipped his finger in it and started to lubricate her bum hole as he had done previously.

 

This time however he knew he would be fucking May up the arse and his fingers were shaking in anticipation as he pushed them deep into her bum.

 

‘I want you to get my vibrator from the bottom drawer now and use it to stretch my bum hole ready for your big cock.

 

He fetched the vibrator and found that by twisting the base he could control the level of vibration it produced.

 

He rubbed some Vaseline on the end of it and carefully inserted it into her little anus.

She wriggled her bum as he did so to assist its entry and soon he had pushed it halfway up her bum.

 

She then asked him to gently rotate it in her bum to stretch her as much as possible. The sight of it sticking out of her arse really got him hard and he couldn’t wait to pull out the vibrator and replace it with his hot cock.

 

Her bum hole was now a lot bigger than it was before he had used the vibrator and he found that when he pulled it out he could get three fingers up her bum.

 

May asked him to gently insert his cock and commence her arse fucking.

Even with the stretching and the Vaseline she gave an involuntary grunt as his knob entered her bum hole.

 

He could feel her tight arsehole gripping him tightly as he gently moved it in and out. He increased his strokes gradually until his balls were slapping against her cunt and she was taking every inch of cock up the bum.

 

This was very different from fucking a woman’s cunt, a cunt was designed to be fucked, but a woman’s bum needed lots of lubricant to enable her to take it up the arse without to much discomfort.

 

John knew from listening to the sexual conversations at work, that very few women indeed permitted their men to fuck them up the arse.

He had never yet heard of any woman who actually enjoyed the experience.

 

John considered himself amazingly lucky to have met a woman who not only permitted it but loved it.

 

Once he had got a good rhythm going he could look up from her bum and again he could see himself and what he was doing to May.

When he was fucking her cunt she had been on all fours and he could see her lovely big tits swaying as he fucked her.

 

When she was taking it up the arse she had her head turned to one side and flat against the bed. This presented her arse to him at a comfortable angle for her and he noticed her eyes were shut as he fucked her up the bum as hard as he could.

 

May was in heaven, at last she was getting a really good arse fucking. She could feel Johns big cock stretching her hole wide and the feel of his big balls slapping against her cunt was driving her into a multiple orgasm.

 

John heard her starting to moan and saw that she was thrusting her arse back towards his cock as hard as he was thrusting into her.

‘I’m coming John she gasped, I’m coming for you my darling boy.’

 

Suddenly he felt her hot cunt juices flowing over his balls, fucking her arse had made her cunt come and soon she was in the midst of a raging orgasm.

 

He found that once started he only had to gently move his cock in and out of her arse for her orgasms to continue one after the other until at last she begged him to stop.

He pulled his cock out of her bum and she collapsed onto the bed, her arsehole was gaping wide and she was shuddering with her orgasms even though he was out of her.

He was hot and sweaty after such a marathon fuck and while May lay naked on the bed and shuddered through her orgasms, he took the opportunity to have another drink of wine.

As he sipped it he tried to make sense of what had happened so far.

 

He had just finished buggering his Aunt Mabel, his mum’s friend who was actually older than his mum.

He was at this moment in time watching her lying naked on the bed in the throes of a multiple orgasm.

 

This morning he had woken up as a virgin with little or no chance that his situation would change in the near future.

 Now he was a real man at last and had fucked a woman’s mouth, cunt and arse.

 

It was only 6pm of the same day and he thought he could be excused for being a bit shell shocked over all this no matter how fantastic it had been.

 

Being an eighteen year old engineer he was well aware of the theorectical side of sex. He had seen the girlie magazines, and had been to visit one of his older friends who had a DVD and had watched enthralled as porn stars had been fucked every way possible to human beings.

 

He had simply not believed that those sort of things happened in real life. Did his dad fuck his mum the way he had just fucked May? He didn’t think so for a minute.

Obviously they had made love otherwise he would not be here, but to think of his mum taking it up the arse the way that May did was almost blasphemous.

 

What would mum say if she found out, would she be disgusted with him or would she blame May for ‘corrupting’ her little boy. May was sixty years old for fuck sake.

Mrs Wainwright who lived a few doors down from this very flat was sixty as well.

 

He had heard his mum talking about her and how she suffered with her feet.

The poor old lady went everywhere with a little wheeled trolly to help steady her as she walked.

 

Would he fuck her if she offered? He didn’t think so for a moment, so why was he fucking this sixty year old woman?

What was different about May?

 

He decided as he drank the wine that she was one of the lucky special people that simply do not conform to the rest of humanity.

He remembered seeing an eighty year old man completing the London Marathon this year.

 

He couldn’t run a marathon now, let alone when he was eighty.

Yes May was special, and he was fantastically lucky to have met her.

His dad always said ‘ Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth ‘ he wouldn’t look May in the mouth, but he would probably be fucking her in the mouth in the near future.

 

May had finally ceased her orgasms and had become aware of John sitting on the bedside chair drinking his wine.

She got up from the bed and walked over towards him.

He studied her as she approached, yes she was special, she walked like an athlete.

 

Although only five foot tall she was perfectly proportioned, apart from her breasts which were really a little too big for her frame.

Her stomach was flat with a hint of muscle showing when she tensed it. The rest of her body was smooth and silky, and it was topped by a beautiful heart shaped face, with lovely blue eyes.

 

He had seen all these parts of her before, but his was the first time he had appreciated the whole of her.

 

With her hair tied in a pony tail behind her she looked very similar to any other blond, the only clue to her unique hair was the thick golden triangle of her pubic hair.

He knew that for her to go from beautiful to stunning, it only required her to let down her golden hair completely so as to form her own magic cloak. Yes she was special, she was unique and she was his.

 

May poured herself a glass of wine and sat down on John’s lap. He had gone soft so she didn’t run the risk of impaling herself on his cock.

‘How is my sexy man feeling?’ she asked as she put an arm around his shoulders for support.

 

John found his mouth only inches from her nipple and taking a sip of his cold wine he placed his lips around it and sucked.

The shock of his cold mouth on her nipple made her squeal, and wiggle her naked bottom against his cock.

It suddenly came back to rampant life and May found herself sitting on a hot cock.

 

To get more comfortable she raised her bottom only to find when she lowered herself back down onto his lap that his cock was slipping smoothly up her arsehole again.

She found the sensation very comforting and with a contented sigh relaxed and took another sip of her wine.

 

John actually found that having May sitting on his cock was strangely more erotic than when he was fucking her up her arse. He asked her why he felt this, and she replied that it could be because outwardly she was just sitting on his lap, albeit naked. In reality his big cock was secretly up her arse.

 

She told him a story about herself when she was a young girl and was with a boyfriend. He had come around her mother’s house to visit her and in those days they would go into the parlour for a bit of privacy.

However her mother would make a point of popping in at odd times just to keep an eye on them to ensure no hanky panky went on.

 

One time, she confessed to John, her boyfriend had got his cock out and asked her to suck it.

She was too afraid to do this as her mother might come in at any second and catch her on her knees.

May suggested instead that as she was wearing a full skirt as the fashion of the times demanded, she could take off her knickers and sit on his lap.

 

He agreed to the compromise and she slipped off her knickers and put them in her handbag.

She then lowered herself onto his cock, which slipped up her cunt easily as she was wet and juicy in anticipation.

 

The reason that she remembered this occasion after all those years was that her mother came into the room and saw her sitting on her boyfriends lap listening to the radio.

She asked her boyfriend if he wanted a cup of tea and some biscuits, and then went to fetch them.

 

Her mother then returned with the snack and joined them for a while listening to the radio before she went back into the kitchen to tidy up.

All the while they were chatting innocently to her mother she was sitting with his big cock stuck up her cunt.

By the time her mother left the room her cunt juice had soaked the front of his trousers and he had to leave the house when her mother was elsewhere so she wouldn’t see the damp patch around his flys.

 

‘Would you like me to visit you in a long dress and no knickers,’ she whispered to John seductively. ‘I could sit on your lap in front of your mum and dad, and you could slip your big cock deep into my cunt without them noticing.

Would you like that? I can feel that your cock would.’

 

Indeed his cock was very interested in the story and had swollen even bigger than it had been.

May stood up and turned to face him.

Straddling him she again lowered herself onto his lap, and again his cock slid up her bum.

 

Putting her hands on the back of his chair she started to bounce her arse on his cock.

Her breasts were right in front of his eyes and he watched in delight as they bounced and shook in front of him.

She could feel his big hard cock impaling her arse with every bounce.

 

Retelling that true story while John’s cock was up her arse had really turned her on in a big way, and she was hit by an orgasm that made her squeal in ecstasy.

John watched her face as she came for him.

He could tell that she was in a separate world of pure pleasure and he was proud that he was the one that transported her there.

 

May had to stop, her arse was throbbing and getting a bit sore from all the fucking.

She had come all over John’s bollocks and his pubic hairs were sticky and matted.

 

GOLDEN SHOWER

 

‘I think we both need a bath, instead of a shower,’ she declared firmly.

 

Her flat had a large bathroom, as well as the big shower cubicle in which they had first become intimate; there was also a standard bathtub in the corner.

May walked naked into the bathroom, and he waited expecting to hear her running the water for them.

He heard nothing so got up and walked into the bathroom.

He was surprised to see her sitting in the bath without any water in it.

‘Come and join me,’ she invited.

He stepped into the bath and lay down facing her.

May straddled him so that her cunt was over his balls and gently rubbed his cock.

‘Why isn’t there any water?’ he asked.

 

’Because I am going to make my own,’ she replied mischievously.

She told him that she was going to show him what she had seen a Hong Kong whore do on stage years ago when she was visiting there.

She instructed him to close his eyes and relax, she was going to wash all the sticky come from his cock and balls.

 

John closed his eyes and relaxed as he felt her stand up in the bath over him.

He could feel her pouring lovely hot water over his tender cock and matted pubic hair.

His wine fuddled brain was slow to register the fact that the taps were not turned on.

 

He opened his eyes a crack and was astounded to see that May was peeing on his cock.

From where he sat he could clearly see her pee coming from her cunt and splashing all over his balls.

He had never seen a woman pee before and certainly not from this angle.

 

‘Do you like that,’ she asked.

‘It feels strange but nice,’ he admitted after a few seconds thought,           ‘Why are you peeing on me?’  

‘Most couples fuck each other in various ways, but never see each other pee.

It’s a private thing and I want you to see me pee.’ She explained.

 

‘Fair enough,’ he said, ‘ would you like to see me pee as well?’

‘I thought you would never ask,’ she replied with a smile.

‘ My bum is a bit sore and could do with some hot water.’

She knelt down in the bath with her bum in the air.

John knelt behind her and gently parted her bum cheeks so he could see her slightly swollen anus.

 

He found that with all the wine he had drank his bladder was uncomfortably full and with a sigh of relief he relaxed and started to pee over her bum.

His water poured over her anus and ran down between her legs soaking her golden pubic hairs and pouring onward into the bath.

From his perspective it looked like she was peeing herself.

 

She suddenly turned around in the bath to face him.

This allowed him to pee directly over her golden triangle and he noticed that she was watching in rapt attention as his pee poured out of the hole in the end of his cock and soaked her cunt.

 

She told him that her peeing on him was called a golden shower, she said that some couples even liked to watch their partners having a poo.

She however drew the line at that, and hoped that he wouldn’t want to watch her when she next had a poo.

 

He assured her that watching someone poo didn’t turn him on at all. However as she brought the subject of poo up, he was pleasantly surprised that during the ferocious arse fucking she had received from him that there was thankfully no sign of any mess.

 

She explained that there were two important steps to good anal sex.

One she had already mentioned, was lots of lubrication.

The other was not so widely spoken of due to the taboo about talking of poo.

Before a woman allows he partner to fuck her up the arse she should always give herself a soapy hot water enema.

 

This cleans her bum out completely and that is why you often see porn stars sucking a man’s cock immediately it has been pulled out of her arse. Her bum is just as clean as her cunt so she doesn’t mind sucking his cock straight from her bum. 

 

She confessed that knowing he was coming to see her she had ensured she was clean for him.

‘Did you hope I would end up fucking your arse?’ he asked,

‘Oh yes John, I really hoped we would end up as lovers, and so we are,’ she replied hugging him tightly.

 

‘Now we are both covered in pee we can take a shower,’ she said.

She took his hand and led him into the shower.

Turning it on they both stood still for a while to allow the water to run between their legs and wash away the pee.

She said that as she had peed on him first it was up to her to soap his cock and balls so as to make sure he was lovely and clean.

 

Taking a handful of soapy liquid she rubbed it all over his cock and around his balls.

She pulled his foreskin back and soaped his knob thoroughly.

Needless to say this attention brought his cock back to full rigidity.

 

Once she had rinsed the soap off, she knelt down on the shower base and covered the end of his cock with her mouth.

May sucked gently on his cock, and then ran her tongue down his shaft to his balls.

She very gently sucked each of his balls into her mouth and rolled them around with her tongue.

When she stood up he was rampant and raring to go again.

 

He demanded that he be allowed to soap her, as that was one of his fantasies.

Using lots of soap he rubbed it all over her large soft breasts.

Paying particular attention to her nipples until they stood out like red strawberries.

 

Telling her to open her legs for him he rubbed plenty of soap into and around her hairy cunt.

Then he asked her to turn around and bend over for him.

Again he took a good handful of soap and rubbed it between her bum cheeks and up her bum hole.

 

Her arse was still well stretched from his cock and he could slip his finger up her bum easily.

This was how he had envisioned being in a shower with a naked woman. Lots of soaping and sucking of cocks, and cunts.

The world made sense again as far as he was concerned.

 

They finally got out of the shower and dried themselves in the bedroom. It was getting late and May knew she would have to send him home soon, but before she let him go she wanted to give him a final image to remember.

 

 

 

He also knew it was time to go and was a bit disappointed when May told him to get dressed. She also dressed in her usual loose top shorts and floppy hat. When they were both dressed instead of leading him downstairs as he expected, she led him over to the bed.

 

‘You have to go now,’ she said quietly, ‘but before you go I want to give you an image to keep with you.

I am usually dressed like this so you will see me more like this than naked.

 

The next time you see me talking to your mum or chatting to you in front of others you can picture me this way’.

She knelt down in front of him and took his cock out of his pants.

It had gone limp in disappointment but sucking it into her mouth she soon got it back to its usual readiness.

 

‘I’m going to suck your cock until you come, and when you do you are going to squirt your cum into my mouth and all over my face.

He had seen this on many a blue movie and had always wanted to do that to a woman.

She looked up at him and began to wank his cock in front of her face.

 

Looking down at her he could see her beautiful heart shaped face smiling at him as she rubbed his cock.

With her other hand she started to massage his balls and at the same time took his swollen knob deep into her mouth and sucked it hard.

His cock had been teased all evening and it was ready to explode with his semen.

 

She heard his tell tale breathing that warned of the coming explosion.

‘Watch me when you come,’ she demanded, and wanked him even harder.

‘I can’t hold it any longer,’ he gasped desperately.

‘Come for me my darling boy, come in my mouth and over my face, I want you to remember my face covered in your cum.’

 

She held his cock tightly, pointing towards her open mouth and stuck her tongue out.

With a loud cry he shot a stream of hot creamy cum out of his cock.

She directed it onto her tongue and into her mouth.

His next big squirt she aimed directly between her eyes so that it ran down her face either side of her nose and into her open mouth to join the first load.

By this time his legs had gone weak at the knees and he was leaning on her shoulders to keep upright.

His last and final squirt she caused to splatter across both her cheeks.

He stood there gasping in relief; as he balls were at last mercifully empty.

 

He watched as she rubbed his knob all over her face and watched her tongue lick the drops of cum from the end of his cock.

She opened her mouth for him and he could see that it was full of his cum.

 

Looking him straight in the eyes she slowly and deliberately swallowed all his cum and licked her lips. 

She knelt before him with her face completely covered in his cum, and smiled at him.

 

‘Remember this John, the next time I am talking to your parents and I see you I will lick my lips like this.

You will know that I am remembering licking your cum from my face and swallowing it.

 

You will also know that I want you to bend me over in front of them pull down my knickers and fuck my cunt as hard as you can.

I will be looking at you and talking to you normally, but I will be wanting your big cock in my mouth, cunt and arse and don’t you ever forget it.

 

I tell you this because women can always tell when a man wants them, they only have to look at his cock, just as I looked at yours when we first met.

The sight of my tits made you hard if you remember.

Men cannot tell just by looking at us if we want them badly.

Know that I want you every time I see you.’

 

So saying she stood up and gave him a deep tonguing kiss.

He could taste his own cum in her mouth and loved it.

May reached down and after giving his now limp cock a tender kiss tucked it into his pants for him.

 

She walked him to the door and after another passionate kiss waved to him as he walked back to his house.

When he had disappeared from sight she closed the door and went back up to her bedroom.

 

She lay on the bed fully dressed her face was still sticky from his cum. Closing her eyes she went through all that had transpired that day.

She decided that it had been a great day and although every hole was sore she relished the discomfort as it meant she was no longer alone in the world.

 

To be continued.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    

Lewd&Lusty Latisha

LustyLee77 on Lesbian Stories

 

Lewd&Lusty Latisha

By LustyLee77


The sun shown brightly through the blinds as I drank my morning coffee and pondered my life. Here I was 26 years old and all alone. My mind took me back to my school days and my early experiences with sex. There had been a few boys and several girls. Then I met Brad and soon after we got married. He was a police officer for Lower Merion Townsh

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ip and on a routine traffic stop he was shot to death. That was four months ago and I just can't get over it. Sex with Brad was not all that exciting but he was such a great guy; we had been married for six years and I miss him so much. I had been faithful to Brad since we first meet, unless my vibrator counts, but now there are strong urges to have sexual contact with another human being.


Lately I have been spending a lot of time on the computer reading erotic stories, especially about lesbians. I have found some lesbian chat rooms and joined in the sex talk. One girl sent me a picture of herself, she was a cute white girl named Joy. She asked me to describe myself and I told her that I was a black woman 26 years old, was 5'10” tall, had 38DD bust, was very dark complected, had black hair and dark eyes. I was astounded and very aroused when she begged me to send her a picture of myself and informed me that she wanted to worship my black body with her tongue and eat my pussy until I came all over her face!


Finally I sent her a picture of myself wearing sexy lingerie. Joy responded by offering herself to be my sex slave and willingly obey my every command. It was tempting but I explained my circumstances and asked her to give me more time before we even thought about meeting. Joy said that she was disappointed but understood and told me that when I was ready she would be there.


There were all sorts of women on the web site, some just looking for a fling, some wanting a commitment, some wanting just to talk but what excited me the most was the ones that wanted to be submissive. There was another black woman that seemed to have quite a few woman lusting after her, she went by the name of Mistress Wanda. I asked her what her secret was and she told me that some women just like to be dominated and that is what she loved to do. It turned out that she lived about 35 miles away and told me that whenever I wanted she would have some of her slaves over to her place and we could have a party. My pussy was flooding at the thought of having other women eat me out.


I had a session with my vibrator, showered, and went shopping. While at the mall I decide to get a bite to eat but my mind kept thinking about submissive women and my pussy was still wet. The sweet young thing that took my order was a redhead, she had a beautiful face, big green eyes, and a charming smile. She introduced herself as Debbie and I couldn't help but notice that she kept staring at my big black tits. It was July in Pennsylvania and extremely hot and sticky so I wore a tank top and shorts. During the course of my meal Debbie stopped by often and told me. “If you need anything, anything at all, just ask.” Her young pretty face blushed as she gazed at my body and it made me horny as hell.


After paying the check and leaving a generous tip I decided to go for it and asked Debbie, “When do you get finished work? Perhaps we could go for a drink and get to know one another better. You are so nice and I really enjoyed your company.”


She gushed, “Oh, I would love that but I am only eighteen. My shift will be oven in 45 minutes though.”


“Great, I will be back to pick you up and we can have a few drinks at my house. I won't tell anyone if you don't. It will be nice, what do you say?”


“Sounds great, I will meet you out front.” I window shopped for about forty five minutes but my mind was on sex the whole time. I couldn't believe how bold I had become but I was also nervous because I hadn't had sex with anyone but Brad in a long, long time. Still, the thought of seducing this white girl was so arousing. As I approached the restaurant she was standing there looking so adorable. I asked Debbie where her car was parked and she answered, “Oh, I don't have a car yet, I take the bus.”


“Good, then you can ride with me.” We walked to my car together, chatted, and we both remarked how hot it was outside. As she got in my car her skirt rose and I got a glimpse of her creamy white thighs. Debbie told me that her parents were divorced and she lived with her mom. I told her what happened to my husband and she put her arm around me and expressed how bad she felt for me and asked if there was anything she could do. The warmth of her young body was driving me insane with lust and I answered, “What do you have in mind? What would you like to do for me?”


Debbie turned crimson, looked at my body and shyly said, “Oh, I don't know; anything you want me to do. I guess.” I couldn't believe that I was actually doing this! I was actually taking this white girl home to seduce her and looking forward to getting into her pants with wild anticipation. By the time we got home my crotch was drenched.


As we entered the house Debbie exclaimed, “Your house is so beautiful; what do you do for a living?”


“Nothing, nothing at all. My husband had lots of insurance and I am well taken care of. Early in our marriage I did some lingerie modeling and exotic dancing but my husband did not approve and made me quit. Please have a seat and tell me what you would like to drink?”


“I don't know. You choose something for me.” I got behind the bar and poured us both a stiff rum and coke. I put on some music and sat on the sofa very close to her and whispered in her ear that I was so glad for her company and that I had been very lonely. Debbie openly admired my voluptuous frame saying, “A woman so beautiful and sexy as you should never be lonely. God! You are a the most alluring creature that I have ever seen.”


After a few more drinks she started slurring her words and could not keep her eyes off of my breasts. I chuckled and told her, “You seem to like looking at my tits. Would you like to see more of them?”


Debbie seemed to be under a spell of some kind and simply muttered, “Yes.” Her big green eyes opened wide and she licked her lips as I took of my top and tossed it aside boldly displaying my ample black melons for her to admire. All she could say was, “Wow! They are so big and oh so beautiful.”


I told her, “Don't be shy little girl, come nurse on these big motherfuckers; you know that you want to don't you baby girl? Much to my delight she wasted no time putting her sweet lips on my stiff nipples and sucked like a little baby. I hand-fed them to her and she eagerly nursed on both of them. While she was slobbering all over my tits my fingers went up her skirt and found her love tunnel, it was soaked and ready to accept my long black fingers. Slowly at the start but then more rapidly I finger fucked her fuming cunt. One finger at first but soon there were three fingers stuffing her hungry hole. She squealed with delight and her cum covered my pumping fingers. I pulled her sucking mouth off of my tits and told her, “Let's take this to the bedroom and get nude and lewd!”


We went upstairs and started stripping. She had a nice body with medium sized breasts and I liked her freckles. Debbie stared in awe at my plush pubic hair and big pussy lips as I admired her thin lipped love box and sparse red pubic hair. I pushed her down on the bed and kissed her full on the lips. Then I fucked her mouth with my tongue and was pleased when her tongue licked mine. I kissed down her neck, then lingered for awhile on her tits and marveled at her pointy red nipples. I then went to her navel and sucked it, then to her thighs, I licked and kissed my way to her smoldering little pussy and inhaled her aroused scent She cooed and sighed as my tongue found it's way up her honey-hole. Soon she was fucking my face with passion as I devoured her pussy and drank up all of her juices.


I sat up and let her come back down to earth. I told her that I loved the contrast between her creamy white skin and my black skin. She said, “So do I and not only that but your big tits with black nipples and your fat pussy with the forest of black curly pubic hair just drives me wild. Your lips are so much fuller than mine and your tongue is much longer. You are incredible and you drive me insane with desire.”


My ebony body moved over her white frame and my tits rubbed hers before they met her lips. I went back down her body and fucked her pussy with my tits. She screamed out in ecstasy and had another orgasm on my breasts. I brought them back to her mouth and she licked her own juices off my breasts. I asked, “Do you like the taste of your own cunt little girl?” She nodded her head 'yes' then I asked her if she would like to taste mine. Once again she just nodded.


I put my knees on either side of her head and lowered my dripping pussy to her sweet lips. She eagerly started licking and sucking my hot cunt. I said, “Whoa baby, take it easy. Kiss my pussy lips, then lick them, then gently nibble on my big fat pussy lips, suck my clit for awhile then you can stick your tongue up my cunt and suck it dry.” Debbie followed orders perfectly and gobbled up everything. I swear her mouth was like a vacuum cleaner. She licked and sucked me dry; I lost track of how many orgasms that I had while fucking her pretty white face. It was the most fantastic sex of my life and I decided then and there that I was going to seduce and fuck as many white women as I could.


I stroked Debbie's long red hair and told her that she looked so sexy with my cum and pussy juices all over her face. We got dressed and I drove her home. She lived in a modest apartment and invited me in to meet her mother but I told her maybe another time. I really did not feel like meeting the mother of the girl I just fucked. She gave me her phone number and pleaded with me to call her, saying, “I love you and am willing to do anything you want me to do. I just want to be with you.”


I told her, “I have just had sex for the first time since I lost my husband. It was great and so are you but now I want to fuck as many white bitches as I can. I like you and want to see you again and will call you soon but no commitments, do you understand? It may sound harsh but it is better to be truthful now than to deceive you and hurt you later.”


“You don't have to make a commitment; I just want to be with you again. I will even introduce my friends to your luscious black pussy. I will bring you all the white girls that you want. Latisha I just want to be with you and will do anything and everything to please you.”


I kissed her goodbye and told her that I would call her soon. I went home and relaxed while thinking of Debbie's face between my legs and dreaming of other white women worshiping my big tits and hot cunt. I was startled by a crashing sound outside, looked out, and saw the prim and proper Ann Blake getting out of her car and surveying the damage. She had hit a parked car and was looking around to see if anyone saw the accident. I rushed for my camera and started taking pictures. When she felt that no one had seen what happened she hopped in her car and took off.


Ann lived down the street and was a snob. She always walked around as if she were better than anyone else. I know she didn't like black people and rarely talked to me. When she did she always talked down to me like I was dirt beneath her feet. I considered calling the police but had a better idea. I decided to give her a call and see how far she would go to keep the photos from the police. Ann answered the phone and when she realized who was calling she impatiently asked, “What the hell do you want?”


I responded, “Now, now, Ann, you should be nicer to me being that I have pictures of you fleeing the scene of a crime.”


There was a moment of silence then she asked in a much more subdued tone, “What is it that you want?”


“Well Ann, come over here in an hour and we will have a few friendly drinks and talk it over. If you fail to show up I will call the police and give them the pictures I have of you at the scene of the accident. The choice is all yours.”


Without hesitation she agreed to come over. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and wore nothing but a red satin robe. Ann was prompt and drank scotch on the rocks while I had another rum and coke. After taking a sip of her drink, Ann with anger in her voice demanded, “All right what is it you want. I do have some money but this is blackmail you know.”


The 37 year old mother and housewife displayed a mixture of anger and fear when she asked, “How much?”


I replied. “I don't want your money Ann, I just want us to become very good friends. I am sure that would be better than facing the police for a hit and run charge or do you hate black folks that much?”


I poured her another drink and could tell she was lying when she said, “I don't hate blacks or anyone else for that matter. If you want to be friends then fine. The only reason that I ran away was because I have too many points on my drivers license already. It was stupid I know but the fear of loosing my license clouded my judgment.”


I let my robe slip open so that she could get a good view of my luscious ebony body. She would look and then quickly avert her eyes only to return her gaze on my sexy frame. She was uncomfortable and nervous but did not want to say anything to offend me as I had her fate in my hands. Ann was downing her drinks fast and I was quick to refill her glass. The more she drank the more she stared at my breasts. She tried to make some excuse about having to get home but I sternly told Ann that she could not leave until we became special friends. She slurred, “ I...I don't think uh that I know what you mean. You are not suggesting that we um, ah, have sex, are you? That's disgusting, I am straight and that is out of the question. I ah, have to go now.”


I put my hand on her leg and she froze. She had a horrified look on her face as my hand slowly went higher up her leg and into the blond mother's panties. She was panting as I fingered her moist cavern. Becoming more emboldened by her arousal and submission I made my first attempt to totally dominate and humiliate another woman. I scolded her saying, “You are a fucking liar. How dare you lie to me and say that you don't want to have sex with another woman? Your pig cunt is flowing like a river! You want it and you want it real bad, don't you pig slut? Answer me whore and tell me the truth this time.”


“Yes, yes, I want it.”


“Not good enough slut. Tell me exactly what you want.”


“I want you to keep fucking my pussy; I want to cum!”


“I know you do bitch but not yet.” She looked so disappointed when I withdrew my fingers from her sopping pussy. I took off my robe and discarded it and saw the desire and lust in her blue eyes as she gazed at my nakedness. I put my fingers to her lips and told her to taste herself. She licked and sucked my fingers with fervor. I pulled Ann to her feet and sat down on the chair and told her, “You think your pig cunt taste good just wait until you feast on my hot black cunt. Have you ever licked a black pussy?”


“No, never. The only experience I have ever had with another woman was with my roommate in college. She was a blond too.”


“Well bitch this is your lucky night. By the time I get through with you your vile racist thoughts will be a thing of the past. Now I want you to slowly strip for me, do it sexy and watch me play with my tits and finger my cunt as you take it off.” Ann lifted off her dress and slowly and temptingly discarded her panties and bra. She was slender and quite fit for her age. She had a blond bush but her tits were nonexistent. I ordered her to keep dancing and mocked her. “You have the tits of a little boy! Why do you even bother to wear a bra? No wonder you could not keep your eyes off of my big black tits! You want to fondle them and nurse on them don't you Ann? Come sit on my lap.”


Ann willingly complied and sat on my lap. Without being told she tried to contain them in her tiny white hands. Ann wore a look of total amazement as she, lifted, dropped, squeezed, and lovingly fondled my boobs. I stuffed three, then four fingers up her slushy cunt. I decided to fist fuck this white bitch and send her over the top. I had to tell her not to bite too hard on my nipples as she reached one orgasm after the other. My arm was in her half way up to my elbow. I could feel her pussy expand and flood; it amazed me that such a small woman could take so much up her pussy. With a loud swish, plop, my arm withdrew from her stretched cunt. Her pussy was now a gaping gooey hole. Then my submissive slut was made to lick my hand and arm clean.


When I was satisfied that it was clean enough I commanded, “Good girl, now for your treat, get on the rug, on your knees and and enjoy your first taste of a superior black woman's pussy. Worship my black cunt with your lips and tongue. Do it now!” Much to my delight the former racist, prim, and proper white wife attacked my clammy cunt like a starving man would a juice steak. I mean she put everything she had into it, she sucked and slurped for over an hour. I lifted my long black legs and told her that some cum leaked down into my ass-hole and that she should stick her tongue up there and lick it all out. She not only did that but she kissed my ass-hole and all over my black buttocks.


We were both totally spent and relaxed in each others arms. I told Ann that she was a good little slut, that I wanted to have her come over every time I called, that she was now my property and would do whatever I wanted her to do. To my surprise she thanked me and said she hoped that I would call her soon. I said, “You are a real slut, you loved my arm up your sloppy cunt, and I could tell that you had orgasms while you ate my black pussy and ass. How does it feel to be a black woman's pussy slut and cunt lapper?


“I never would have guessed it Latisha but submitting to you and having you degrade me was by far the most spectacular sex in my whole life. Yes, I am your white fuck-slut and loving it!”


“Good Ann, how old is your daughter and what is her name?”


Ann was trembling with fear and her face got even whiter as she mumbled, “Her name is Sharon and she is 18 but you can't be thinking about her that way, can you?”


“Oh yes, I can and I am. She is a younger version of you and just as flat-chested. Sharon would just love to play with my big tits and feast on my blackberry-pie. Don't be so selfish; why should you have all the fun? Think what a turn-on it would be to watch each other pleasure me. Don't be such a prude; after what just happened how could you possibly put on that goody-goody act?”


“But she is my little girl; I just couldn't.”


I grabbed a fistful of her blond hair, pulled her head back, and plunged three fingers into her sopping pussy and told Ann, “You are lying to me again, your filthy cunt is soaked. You love the idea of watching your little girl nurse on my big tits, lick my whole body, and getting down and dirty with my juicy black cunt and her watching you debase yourself with me, don't you slut?”


She was shaking and meekly uttered, “God forgive me but yes it does turn me on! I don't understand why such a depraved and vile thing as involving my little girl with you is so arousing but it is. Latisha how should we go about it?” I kissed her goodbye and told her to leave that to me. I was astonished that she was willing to offer her own daughter up to me but loved the thought of having both mother and daughter together. I was so proud of myself for seducing two white women in one day that I decided to go on-line and boast to Mistress Wanda. She was proud of me too and told me all about her strap-on dildos, hand cuffs, whips and chains and other sex toys. I was not interested in the other stuff but the idea of strapping on a big black cock and fucking a white woman senseless was exciting and I decided to get one the next day.


After a much needed good night's sleep I decided to drive to Philadelphia to purchase some sex toys. I did not want to go to one of those seedy places that have the peep shows and perverts hanging around so I went to a lesbian sex shop. I was overwhelmed by the huge assortment of lesbian sex products. They had everything that I could imagine and then some. As I browsed around the shop a seductive Latin lady in her late thirties approached me and offered to be of assistance. It turned out that her name was Vanessa and she owned the shop. I explained what I was looking for and she led me to a shelf that had dildos of all sizes, shapes, and colors. While watching my confusion she asked, “You are new to this aren't you?”


I felt comfortable talking to the attractive woman and sensed that she was a lesbian also. Then it hit me; for the first time! I was no longer straight or even bi-sexual; I was a confirmed lesbian that loved to dominate other women sexually. I smiled at her and boldly stated, “I am new to this but have seduced a couple of white woman and now I want to strap on a big black cock and fuck them into total submission.” Vanessa showed me the ones that massaged your clit so that you could cum while you fucked the bitches. I picked two black ones, a 12” and an 8” strap-on. I inquired about the long thin ones and was informed that they were for butt-fucking. I immediately got hot at the thought of fucking them in the ass and realized that I still had a lot to learn. I bought a couple of them as well.


While at the check out counter Vanessa said, “You know, we have a lot in common. I live with a roommate but we are just friends. We often go out and pick up a bitch or two and bring them home and double-team them.” She pointed out a busty young blond girl that was helping a customer and said, “I didn't hire her because she was the sharpest knife in the drawer but because the moment she applied for the job I knew that I had to have her. When she started here she thought that she was straight but now we spend most of our lunch time in the back room. Now she begs me to fuck her in the pussy and ass. After she sucks on my toes and licks and kisses every inch of me, sucks my pussy, drinks my cum, and says please then I fuck the shit out of her. She has helped my business beyond my wildest dreams. All kinds of women come in the shop to hit on her and now that the word is out that she is a willing submissive they come in droves hoping to get lucky. It is a win-win situation. The best move I ever made was hiring her. Sales are way up since she started working for me. Say, we should get together sometime and share our bitches with each other or maybe go out and get some fresh meat.”


I said, “Yes that sound like fun.” She gave me her card and wrote her home number on the back and wished me luck. When I got home I called Debbie and asked her if she had talked to any of her friends about joining us and she said she had a few that were interested. I suddenly had a brilliant idea and inquired, “You don't happen to know Sharon Blake by any chance, do you?


“Yes she is a friend of mine but she is straight and I don't think she would go for it.”


“Listen slut, you will be at my place with your friends, including Sharon, at eight tomorrow night or forget about ever tasting my delicious black pussy again. Do you understand me?”


“Yes mistress, we will be there. I will bring her to you no matter what it takes. I would do anything for you and you know that. See you at eight and I can't wait.” I told her not to disappoint me and hung up the phone.


I got on-line and told Wanda of my plans to involve Ann's daughter. Wanda told me that she has had many of mother and daughter teams together and that it was fantastic. We conversed for a couple of hours and she even told me how she bound and whipped her slaves. She told me that when she was a teenager her father left her and her mom alone and her mother took a job as a live in maid for a successful white woman. She loved living in the mansion and having her own room. One night she got up to go to the bathroom and heard strange noises downstairs. She peeked down to see what was going on and was shocked to see her mother on her knees with her face buried between the white woman's legs. The woman held her mom's face tight to her pussy and said, “Yes, that's it, suck my pussy you dumb black whore!” After the woman was through she kicked Wanda's mom to the floor and strapped on a dildo and fucked her pussy and ass. Then she roughly tugged on her mom's tits and spanked her. What really shocked Wanda was that after they were finished her mom thanked the white woman for letting her be her pussy slut.


The woman of the house had a daughter a couple of years older than Wanda. One day Wanda told the older girl what she had seen and they conspired to watch together. About a week later Wanda heard them at it again and woke the other girl to see for herself. After watching the woman totally dominate and abuse Wanda's mother the girls went to Wanda's room and played the same game but soon Wanda took control and made the white girl her pussy licking slut.


One day Wanda told her mother that she knew what was going on and told her mother that she didn't have to put up with it anymore. She told her mom how she had been dominating the woman's daughter and she should do the same with her boss. Her mother looked down and said, “You don't understand; I love being humiliated and made to submit to her perverse demands. I have never been happier and don't want to change a thing!” Over the next couple of years Wanda witnessed her mother service not only her boss but the woman's friends as well. The rich white woman's daughter bought Wanda the house she now lives in and even though she has since married and had children she still comes to visit Wanda to be used and abused. When I told her that I loved seducing white women,especially blonds, she told me that race didn't matter to her and that her slaves came in all different colors.


After talking to Wanda I found myself getting wet again and tried out the dildos and found that I liked the smaller one better. The big fat one would be good for someone like Ann. I thought about Wanda beating her slaves and found that to be a turn-off. I really didn't want to hurt anyone; I only wanted to dominate them sexually and as long as they liked it, what the hell, why not?


I felt all hot and horny and decided that I could not wait for tomorrow night with Debbie and Sharon. I dressed in a see-through blouse and short skirt and for the first time in my life I was going to go out not wearing any panties. I dismissed the idea of going to a lesbian bar because I wanted to seduce a white woman that was straight and introduce her to the joys of my black pussy. I recalled seeing signs advertising a luncheon for women of a new local church. The poster said that members and anyone interested were invited to come. I felt exhilarated at the prospect of seducing an innocent church-goer.


Stares of shock and disapproval greeted me as I entered the room dressed so seductively but many of them could not take their eyes off of me. As I moved about the room some ignored me but others were friendly and welcomed me to the church function. I was not hungry and there was no booze so I drank a tall glass of lemon aid. There were over a hundred women in the banquet room and I noticed a stage that was elevated so I decided to sit up there knowing that any woman that looked up would get a full view of my long dark legs and exposed hairy pussy. One woman came over and told me quite indignantly that my privates were exposed and walked off in a huff when I simply smiled and told her not to worry about it. Most of the woman were chatting and glancing up at me; no doubt telling each other how disgusting I was and how outraged they were but there were a few that kept staring and I could see the desire, lust, and hunger in their eyes. There was a slender light-brown haired woman going around the room greeting everyone but she kept looking up at me. Finally she approached me and introduced herself as Cathy Murphy, the reverend's wife. She said that she would like to see me at church services. I noticed her embarrassment as her big blue eyes went from my exposed pussy, my breasts, and face. She didn't know it yet but I did; she wanted me! I said to her in a seductive tone, “Come home with me and tell me all about your church. We can get to know each other better and perhaps you can convert me.”


“Oh, I don't know but the function is about over and if I can recruit you it would be a blessing.”


“Good, it is settled then. You can follow me to my house and do your duty as a missionary.”


“OK, but I can't stay long. I do hope that I can help you along your path though.”


“Cathy I have no doubt about it. I am sure that you can help me a great deal.” She smiled and went to talk to the other women in the room. When everyone else had left we walked to the parking lot and she followed me home. Once inside my place she sat on the sofa and I made us both a rum and coke. She looked so pretty in her pink flowered dress and it was a surprise to hear that she was 44 years old. She looked so much younger.


I served the drinks and sat down next to her. When she sipped her drink she said, “Oh my God, this has alcohol in it! I never drink, it is a sin.”


“Nonsense, drinking is not a sin unless you get drunk. You should know that.” She agreed and told me all about the functions of the church. I got us another drink but this time I sat in a chair across from her. My short skirt hiked up and she got a ringside view of my exposed pussy. She became very flustered and downed her drink rather quickly. She couldn't keep her mind on our conversation or her eyes off of my now moist cunt. I quickly gave her a refill and resumed my position across from the sweet-thing.


Sensing that the time was right; I stood up and walked over to the frightened woman. Before she knew what was happening I removed my blouse and skirt and stood in front of her in nothing but my stockings and high-heels. My dripping pussy was only inches from her pretty face. She stuttered, “Wha..what are you do..doing?”


“I am just giving you a better view of what you haven't been able to keep your eyes off of. Go ahead and touch it, I know you want to.”


“No, it's not right. I am married to a minister, it would be adultery and I couldn't do that to him.”


All the while she longingly gazed at my aroused sex. I reassured her by saying, “It is not adultery with another woman only if you fucked another man. Just touch it baby, don't be so shy.” Her hand slowly reached out and made contact with my hairy black cunt. I brought her other hand to my boobs and she lovingly squeezed and fondled them. I demanded, “Put your fingers in there so you can explore it properly.” She complied and put two fingers in my smoldering love hole. As she increased speed the lust was written all over her face and in her eyes. Then I told her, “Kiss it baby and taste how good it is.” Cathy shyly looked up at me with her big blue eyes and then kissed my pussy lips. I told her to put her tongue in it and lick it all up. It was so erotic watching this minister's wife eagerly making love to me with her mouth that I soon grabbed a fistful of her hair and shoved her face tighter to my steamy cunt and covered her face with my cum and pussy juices as she lapped it all up and fondled my tits.


I pulled Cathy to her feet and reached under her dress and discovered that her pussy was flooding. I grabbed her by the hair again and pulled her into my bedroom. I ripped off her dress, white panties and bra. She looked good naked. Her tits were about a 34C, she was lean and built for speed. She looked good enough to eat so that is exactly what I did. In no time at all her body shook uncontrollably as she reached a screaming orgasm . I sat on her face to quiet her down so the neighbors wouldn't think that I was killing someone. We engaged in a wild and wicked sixty-nine. This woman learned fast and devoured my cunt as I ate her out.


After several more mutual orgasms we relaxed and tried to regain our composure. We basked in the afterglow of our torrid sex. I told her that I never heard a woman scream so much before. Her face turned beet-red as she replied, “I never ever did that before but then again I never had such an intense orgasm before either. You were fantastic I only hope that I did it right. This all new to me so you will have to excuse my inexperience.”


“You did just fine baby and don't worry because I intend to give you plenty of practice.”


Cathy smiled and cooed, “I would like that Latisha.” I then used a pair of my panties to blindfold her; and stuffed another pair in her mouth, I took them from the hamper so that the preacher's wife could smell my scent. She was instructed to get on her hands and knees and was told that she was going to get a big surprise.


I strapped on the 8” dildo and entered her tight pussy from behind. I couldn't get over how tight her pussy was and thought that her husband must have a small dick. I didn't need any lube however because her little white pussy was oozing. I pulled her hair back and pounded her pussy. She fucked back wildly and my clit was being rubbed so hard that I came before her. I told Cathy not to move because I had another special surprise for her. I opened the box and mused at the name, 'Anal Intruder'. I put it on and inserted in her pussy first to lube it up. As the long thin dildo entered her puckered little brown hole she was screaming but my panties muffled her screams rather well. She was tense at first but soon she began to relax and pumped back at the intruder. I marveled at her response and stopped for a moment but she continued fucking back at me feverishly. I laughed to myself as I realized that I had taken her virgin ass and she was loving it.


Before she left she adoringly worshiped my black cunt with her mouth and tongue. I told her that she was eating pussy better already. She blushed and said, “That's because I love to taste you and you made me feel like a woman for the first time in my life. I never knew that sex could be so great. I loved everything we did. At first when I felt that thing in my ass it hurt and I was frightened but then it started to feel so good. I can't wait for you to do it to me again. I was supposed to show you the path and be your teacher but it looks like it was the other way around.” She wanted to know when she could see me again. I told her that it would be soon and that I had many more surprises for her.


After Cathy left I relaxed with a drink and realized that my feelings for Cathy were strong. It was more than just sex with her; everything about her was fantastic. I even considered seeing just her but soon dismissed the idea. I thought about the next night and how I was going to seduce Sharon along with Debbie and have Ann hidden to watch the seduction. Then my plan was to humiliate and debase Ann in front of her daughter, Debbie and her friends; then getting a little orgy going, including incest. I had lots of plans for Ann, including my friends, Debbie's other friends, strangers, Wanda, Vanessa, and perhaps even Cathy. There were way too many adventures ahead to even consider settling down with Cathy; besides, I didn't want to brake up her marriage. Then I remembered Joy and made up my mind to meet her soon and then include her in the mix. I thought about them and all of the women that I had yet to meet and seduce and smiled wickedly. I had changed into a different woman. I was no longer a faithful wife but had became a predator, seducer, and dominator of other women. I felt exhilarated and so alive; once again I had a reason to get up in the morning. I eagerly anticipated my next sexual encounter and all of my future seductions. Life was good again!

THE END

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Swing clubbing

ENJI on Exhibitionist Stories

                               Swing clubbing

well as i have written before i have done the swinging thang a few times in my life but i had never been to a swingers club before but when me and dorethea my exgirlfriend were chilling we had had sex with my older sister and wanted to repeat the swing with another woman or couple thang i started looking for a venue for that .we tried going to the strip club and bringing home one of the girls we met a few but it never panned out so i started looking on the internet and found this club for swingers called venusso we discussed it and went to thye club one night it was a nice outta the way place it had a juice  bar
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and it had an open area down stairs and a group sex room seperate from the open bar area it also han an upstairs that also had a juice bar and little rooms off to the side that you can go to have encounters with a little privacy no door but outta the main areas they had a little stage area where they put on sex shows and a big screen showing some pornos . when we first arrived on our first visit we were just chilling checking out the atmosphere we watched a demonstration upstairs of wax melting and using it on your partner never having been to a swingers club we didnt know what to expect so we were kinda in the background but i could feel doretheas hands shaking and her breath was comming in short labored breathes so i knew she was excited we tried to go off into one of the rooms to have some sex and try out the public sex thang but too manny people were milling about and dorethea was a nervous wreck she had on this tiny little see threw black silk dress  and she was so fucking beautiful in it men were following us around everywhere. she was stunning she stands 5 9 she was about 155 lbs she had like 38c titties and a fat round perfect ass long legs and is dark skinned black girl and she kinda resembled a young whitney huston wow she was so fine and we couldnt seem to get a moment alone to fuck so i just kept playing with her pussy hopeing that she would soon be so horny that she would loosen up and let me fuck her no matter who was watching i could feel her heart beat in her clit as i played with it she was so nervous and scared  but i didnt wanna force her so as not to ruine it for us. well after we watched the show and people settled down we sat on this couch in the middle of the show area and watched some of the porno on the tv screen dorethea was ready to burst she wanted to go find a dark corner some where and fuck and then go see if we could go catch an attractive couple to watch and or share with. we started talking to the owners wife she was a tall blond older woman like maybe 40ish and found out that not too many couples our age went to this club i was 26 and dee was 24 so we were a novelty and thats why folks were following us around they wanted to check out my girl naked and maybe get invited to fuck her  well that conersation kinda loosend dorethea up she felt like the star of the show now she was still nervous as hell but she was loosening up she took my hand and shoved it into her panties and said finger my pussy right here we were still on the sofa and started drawing a little  crowd when she started humping my fingers back and feeling up her titties   so i pulled off her panties and put them in my bag on my wheelchair. i had like two fingers up her pussy when i started to eat her out on that couch the crowd around us had gotten quite larger and a few of the guys had started egging me on to get that pussy and suck them titties saying how fine she was and a few started fondeling themselves watching me eat out my girl it all started getting real big and was turning miss dorethea on like you wouldent belive she started grabbing my head a shoving my face into her hot cunt saying eat me fuck my hole with  that tounge so i abliged her and started tounge fucking her hole she started looking around and saw how large the crowd was and said she wanted to stop but i was in the moment i kept right on fucking her with my thumb and rubbing her clit i got up close to her and whispered in her ear that if she didnt chill i was going to anounce to all there that they could all fuck her one after the other and i would hold her down and just let them men have there way with her. we had disscussed this scean in our pilliow talk conversations after sex it was one of her confessed fantasys.  when i said that to her i felt her cunt grip my hand real tight and get instantly  wetter than she already was. she closed her eyes and tried to calm down i kept on fucking her pussy when i noticed that one of the guys had his cock out and was jearking off to the sight of my girl her dress up around her belly my hand burried in her pussy on this couch he leaned in and asked if he could see her titties i looked at her and said take off your dress and show them your titties half expecting her to say no but she got up off my fingers and took off her dress no questions asked she lied right back down and proceeded to fondle her breast for the crowed which had swollen to like 15 dudes and two women one the owners wife and now a few of the men had their cocks out stroking themselves as i returned to fingering and licking my girls pussy the first guy who had asked to see doretheas titties was kinda cheerleading us as he stroked his cock faster and faster he leaned in again and asked if he could touch my girls titties. now we had discussed before entering the club that we were not going to have a bunch of men all on her she was into women really but i was in the moment and l said yes and offered him her titties to my girls surprize, she looked at me kinda scared but i told her to chill and to remember what i had said would happen if she didnt.she smiled with this evil little fuck me grin and she lied back and allowed this stranger to fondle her breast while i ate her out and fingered her cunt which by now was dripping cum the dude never skipped a beat and was still humping his fist he had a normal sized cock which by now was swollen and ready to pop as dorethea started moaning from the attention she was getting from me and dude more guys started asking if it was cool to touch her titties and since i let one do it i told them yes but they had to be gentle and if she said no they needed to stop well when i said that a group of them walked over to an excited black woman getting her pussy ate out and started fondling her she was in heaven when i noticed that more than a few of the men now  had their cocks out standing around watching i leaned up and whispered to dorethea thati was going to let them all fuck her for being such a slut and writhing around naked letting all of them men watch her fucking my hand she gasped and looked at me hard i could feel her heart beating wildly at the thought of me letting them men have her so i let her settle down and then i sat up and said to a few of the men "if you wanna fuck my girlfriend" first i needed them to drop their pants and line up at the couch i let them know that when i said it was over it was over there was a mad rush to line up and as they did dorethea started writhing around she couldnt belive that i had just invited a room full of strangers to fuck her. well after they formed a line i nvited the first guy up it was ol boy that had asked to see her titties i sat on the sofa and sat dorethea between my legs and i pulled her knees up to her chest and dude walked over and placed the head of his cock on my girls pussy she was breathing in short bursts and i could feel her heart beating threw her back it felt like it was going to jump outta her chest he started pushing his cock into her pussy the head was kinda fat and i watch as it spread out my girls pussy as it slid right in to the balls she was soo wet that it went in no problem she tensed up from the anticipated fucking and as he started stroking his cock into her she was loosening up to it all she was moaning and hissing "yes yes fuck it fuck it" i guess it was all too much for ol boy he had been whakking his cock watching us so long that it didnt take no time for him to hump his load out he pulled out and his cum landed on her leg and the couch he walked away to the back of the line next guy in line was this older gentleman who already had his cock out and was ready as soon as ol boy finnished he walked up and shoved his old ass cock into my girls steaming pussy and proceeded to fuck her slow she was humping him back and he was just loving having a young girl like her wrapped around his cock one of the others took the opportunity to walk up and offer dorethea his cock to suck which i might add she greedily took into her mouth and started sucking his cock was about 7 or 8 inches long and she took it all in she was sucking him off and getting her pussy fucked at the same time and she was loving it i was calling her a slut and a dirty whore in her ear as she sucked and fucked these two guys the old dude seemed like he was ready to blow his load so he pulled his cock outta her pussy and came on her belly and as he did ol dude in her mouth pulled out and came on her cheek she was totaly excited now she was like an animal she just wanted to fuck the next dude was a regular looking fellow whitedude but when he walked up to her cunt and took out his cock it had to be like 13 inches if it was and inch it was huge she looked at it and was like i dont know if i can take that cock. he whspered i wil be gentle as he slid the head of it into her pussy he streached her out i could see her cunt streached around the head of his cock now as it was entering her hot cunt it looked twice as big he inched it in little by little till she put her hands on his hips to stop him from putting anymore of it in her he haddent even got half in her when she yelped out oh my god and he started screwing it into her he was stroking his massive cock into her dripping pussy as she relaxed more of it slid in with each stroke she was yelping every time he hit it with the down stroke she was holding onto his hips as he stroked his cock into her she was looking right into his eyes when she said put it all in me and with one forward thrust he impaled her with that huge cock i was impressed that she took it all he was fucking her in ernest now full strokes of his cock into her wet dripping pussy she was so wet that you could hear the wetness and hear his balls slapping onto her ass he kept on fucking her for what seemed like 30 or 40 min she had sucked two more cocks in the time it took him to fuck his load outta his cock and it was alot of cum he pulled his cock out just in time to spray it all over her and it got on me too there was so much then next dude was a small black dude who to our surprize got on his hands and knees and licked up all of the dudes cum before he stuck his tiny little cock by comparison to the last dude into doretheas now wet open and dripping cunt she was humping him back hard calling him a fag for licking up ol boys cum he exploded on her stomach and walked away the next guy had a big cock too but not as big as the other dude i looked at her and she was really into it now she was grabbing cocks jearking them off while another guy was fondling her titties she had another dude in her mouth sucking him off and the next dude grabbed her legs and shoved his cock into her to the balls she let out a whimper as he started feeding his cock to her hungry wet pussy he was deep dicking her she kept right on hand humping the two guys she had in her hands and sucking on ol boys cock as dude fucked her cunt like it owed him money he had her legs up in the air the two guys that were getting their cocked jearked held her legs up for him and he went to town monkey fucking the shit outta my girlfriend who by now had cum like a dozen times this scean was something outta a porno the line had grown to like 17 now even after the frist few guys had walked away there were guys jearking off onto my girls body she was servicing two dudes at a time with her hand and to my surprize was sucking off like three dudes who all had there cocks by her face she was alternating between them and still having her cunt pounded by ol dude now im no fag but watching all of these cocks up in and on and around my girl had me harder than a diamond and i needed some relife but i didnt wanna stop the flow of dorethea getting her groove on so i started masturbatting my cock watching her get the shit fucked outta her by old boy and her face stuffed by the crowd of guys that were getting head from her all the while she was saying between cocks yes fuck it fuck me deeper and sucking the heads of then cocks into her mouth there was like three dudes getting head two guys getting jearked off and ol boy was just cumming in her pussy when i felt a warmness come over my cock some one had started sucking my cock and boy did it feel good as i watched another guy replace the guy in my girls pussy her 5th or 6th dude by now i looked down and saw that the person sucking my cock was ol boy who had licked up the cum from doretheas pussy earlier now like i said im no fag but ol boy was working my cock i was just getting ready to tell him to stop when i heard dorethea grunt out im cumming and i looked up and the two guys she was jearking had changed and she had a face full of cum from the other two she was sucking another guy was shoving his cock into her mouth as she said it and i felt my balls tighten up as i came all in dudes mouth he swallowed every drop some one came over i think it was the owners wife and whiped up the cum from my girls face as she sucked yet another guys cock the line had thinned out some i guess  some of the guys couldnt take it and came before they got to her and left  there was only like 8 guys left the two guys with the big cocks the fag who had sucked my cock and a few straglers i looked at dorethea expecting for her to say she had enough but all she said was she had to piss and would be right back as we waitted  the guys were telling me how lucky i was to have a girl like her she was hot and she was good looking and boy could she fuck i told them this was our first time doing something like this so i wanted it to be a momory for her she would take to the grave and the last few guys said they would do there best to make it  so when she got back she was all cleaned up and rested for a min then she took my cock in her hand and said to the fag i missed you sucking my mans cock so come here nad do it again i looked at her like she was mad but i just gave her to a room full of strangers so i allowed him to come and suck my cock again i then whispered to her she owed me one and she got down and started helping ol boy with my cock they were both sharing it before she new it there was ol boy with the smaller of the two huge cocks up behind her shoving his cock into her now wet again cunt she hissed yessssss as he penetrated her from behind fuck me she said as she sucked my cock into her mouth ol boy was doing a job on my nuts it was crazy she was catching a tremendous fucking from ol boy as he kept pounding his cock into her hot pussy she loved it doggy style when dude that was fucking her finnished by comming on her ass fag boy left my cock and proceeded to lick up the cum on her ass and when finnishe he stuck his cock right into her waitting pussy and fucked her till he exploded he slinked away again and now there was on only three dudes left and me so then next guy got behind her fat ass to fuck her pussy once again it was 13 inch dude he proceeded to pump his hard massive cock into her wet waitting hole when i whispered in her ear you owe me this one i told ol boy to stop fucking her he looked at me kinda funny and dorethea said no i wanna fuck i want it in me but i looked at ol boy i grabbed my girls ass cheeks and spread them apart all of a sudden she knew what i wanted she dropped her head into my lap took my cock in her mouth and braced herself i looked at ol boy and said to him fuck her deep in her ass fuck this whore like she deserves to be fucked he took my lead and spit on his hand rubbed it onto his cock which was red and ready to bust paced the head at the opening to doretheas ass and proceeded to inch his cock into her ass little by little she must have been loving it cause she spat out in a groaning voice oh hell yeah fuck my asshole with that big cock fuck me hard fuck me like a whore  she braced herself against me as he started feeding his massive cock into her ass she was trying to suck my cock as he fucked her but all she could do was writhr around on it and grunt out yes fuck me fuck me hard she had a tight asshole i know ive been there so i was surprized to see that he had most of his cock burried in her but not quite all of it so she started to hump back at his thrusts  and with every stroke he got more of it in her the crowd started to form again to watch this time as ol dude fucked her ass like a champ she was humping his cock deeper and deeper into har ass as he stroked it into her in long thrust she was gurggleing and talking incoherantly now from the sheer lust of having been fucked so well by so many she humpped and ground her hot fat beautiful ass onto his 13 inch cock and he was burried to the hilt in her ass when he had his ccock burried all in her ass he  would grind himself into her that drove her crazy she was shiviering from the good ass fucking she was getting well when he came she started yelling out yes fill my ass with that hot cum you white fucker fuck me fuck me harder so he grabbed her by the hips and monkey fucked her till he was done filling her ass with cum he pulled out his cock and his cum dripped out as he got up the last dude replaced his cock in her ass and rode her like a horse for a good ten min while she spat out all kinds of freaky shit she was really into the moment well when ol buy came on her ass she was done she got up to a thunderous round of applause and gathered up her clothes and went off to clean up in the the bathroom there were shower stalls in there so she went and took a shower while she was in there the owner and his wife came over and returned my 100 dollar door fee and gave me a membership pass aplication and said it was free and thanks for the show it was great when dorethea got back a few guys tried hitting on her she was done now cause she ignored them came over to me kissed me passionately and said letd go home we went down stairs a few of the guys actually carried me in my chair down the steps we called a cab and went home i ate out her now sore ass pussy in the cab to the delight of the driver. who also didnt charge us cab fair for the show we went to bed that morning talking about the nights festivities. we waitted like a month before we went back there hell since we had a free membership we decided to just go and look for women this time or just one couple this time around dorethea dressed less slutty and when we got there we met this older black couple who had not caught the festivities the last time we were there but had heard about it the guy was a young dude maybe 35 or 40 his wife was an attractive heavyset woman with huge titties the guy was taken with dorethea so we hung out with them found out that they were there like us cause she had the desire to be with a woman for the first time but she explained she was on her period so she couldnt do anything herself well her husband was all into dee when outta nowhere dorethea got up and strated dancing to the music and stripping out of her dress expossing herself to all that were there i thought it was going to be on and popping again as a crowd started to gather when dorethea saw that she proceeded to take ol boy by the hand and they went over to the couch and he started sucking her breast he invited her downstairs to show her the group room where pepple gathered to fuck and watch others fuck so off they went leaving me with ol boys wife we chatted and i asked her why she had come if she couldnt participate she said her husband was a perve and just wanted to come and watch others fuckking so we were talking and like 25 or 20 min had passed since dorethea had left with ol girls husband so she mentioned that they must have gotten lost or were fucking so she offered to let me see her big ass titties she was anttractive plumper  nice smooth complextion she was lite skinned black woman abot 30 ish she weiged like 200 lbs but she wasnt gross fat or anything close she was what is now called thick her titties were wounderful she let me play with them and i started rubbing her cunt threw her pants she reitterated she was on her period so we couldnt fuck but she reached down took out my cock and started giving me a hand job as i sucked on her titties right then dorethea and her husband came back dorethea was all nervous and shaking and like a school kid was bursting to tell me that they had come from downstairs and were in the group room when a whiet girl approached doreathea and told her she was the most beautiful black woman she had ever saw and wanted to fuck her she wanted to eat her out right there but dorethea told her she didnt do anyone unless i approved  and was there so she had come running back to see if i was cool with it and to come down with her to the group room i was intrigued so i said yes , now when we were discussung this whole swinging than dorethea had expressed that her number one fantasy was to be with a woman ( e had already fucked my oleder sister together) and have the woman fuck her with a dildo or strap on so check it we went down to the group room to meet up with this chick who wanted my girl when we got there she was being fucked by some dude who we later found out was her husband approved boy toy she was  a fat but not obease she was pretty she kinda looked like my best girlfriend lori from ny so i was instantly dow for it while we waited ol boy had gotten his cock out and offered it to dorethea  who took it into her hands and strated jearking him off he was about my size 6 or 7 inches but it was a fat one dorethea was now being fondled by him and his wife they all lied down on the mat on the floor the room was covered in them lkike gym mats from school days she was stroking his cock and his wife was kissing her way down doretheas chest and belly so i got outta my chair and laid down next to dorethea nad was sucking her breast threw her dress she kept on jearking old boy and his wife got to doretheas panties and slipped them off she stuck a finger inside dees wet ass  cunt and  pulled it out and tasted her before she started sucking on her pussy in earnest so there we were me sucking her titties her getting her pussy ate out by another stranger and her handling ol boys cock with a vengance just then the white chick im gonna call her lori just to give her a name as she looked so much like my friend from ny came over and said so im missing the party by then ol girl had removed her shirt exposing those nice fat titties again while sucking on doretheas cunt her husband was sitting back enjoying the hand job and the white girl introduced herself she said my name is lori this beautiful black woman must belong to you i said yes she introduced her boy toy john and then proceeded to get to the job of helping old girl eat out my girls pussy dorethea was once again on fire she was having her cunt ate out by two women and had a strange cock in her hand going to town and lories friend was sucking her now  exposed titties and rubbing his cock i sat backwatching all of this as my cock grew harder and harder at some point lori had started praising doretheas beauty and how good she tasted  she then stuck her finger in dees cunt and took it out placed it in my mouth and said see what i made it so i made her come she then leaned in and kissed me she had a familiar taste to her mouth it tasted like dees cunt juice well ol girl was now heated she was sucking both her husbands engorged cock and boy toy johns aswell when she lori blurted out that she was a dominatrix and had dildos out in her car she wanted to get  them and use a strapon on dorethea if she agreed now if you remember earlier i explained that dees number one fantasy was to be fucked with a strap on by another woman and here was old girl saying just that. dorethea looked at me wit the most lustfull look in her eyes i had ever seen on any womans face and said yes hell yes ol girl sent buy toy john to fetch the toys outta her trunk and she got back to the task of tounge fucking my girlfriend ol boy and his wife had moved over and were into there own thing watching dee and lori and sucking his cock i was playing with lories cunt and fat ass titties while we waited for john to return when he did dorethea stopped breathing as he handed the little bag to her and she proceeded to take out this 10 inch long black 4 inch around strap on outta the bag compleat with leather belt to strap it on with and started putting it on dorethea had grabbed my hand in anticipation and was squeezing my had for all she was worth i felt her shaking trembling here she was moments away from her biggest fantasy i just hoped it would be as good as she wanted it to be when lori had the cock strapped on she took dorethea by her hand and lead her to a raised cushiond platform and siad i want everyone to see me fuck this fine black bitch and with that i watched as dorethea tried to walk over there she was so horny she was hunching the air as she tried to walk she was so turned on by all of this i was happy for her not to mention myself ...lol...lol... lori placed dorethea on her knees doggy style on the platform and begain by licking her cunt from back there dorethea was hisssing threw her teeth as she was getting licked ol buy and his wife worked their way over and as she sucked his cock she was fondling mine asi watched lori scooted in behine dorethea an placed the head of the cock into doretheas pussy just the head as soon as it went in dorethea started grinding her hips in a circle moving the head of this huge baseball sized black dildo around inside of her just inside of her lori was tresing her cunt with that big ass thing while she was doing that ol john boy slid his rather large cock up into lories cunt and began slowly fucking her not to break her rythem with this huge dildo and she pushed it in a little more dorethea was hunching her back tring to force the black dildo into her waitting eager hot pussy but lori was teasing her like a pro every time dorethyea moved back so did she onto the waitting cock of her boy toy i was sitting there with my cock being worked like a plunger by ol boys wife watching this go on and i thought i couldnt even make this up if i tried lori finnaly relented to doretheas insisting that she shove that hard ass dildo into her pussy she wanted to be fucked hard.and with that lori pushed it in to the belt i heard the breath leave dorethea as it all entered her pussy she gasped out my name and looked into my eyes she yelled its sooooooo good papi it feels soooo goood and proceeded to ride that fat ass dildo for all she was worth lori was working it like it was a real cock she had handfulls of doretheas ample ass and had pushed doretheas head down and was deep dicking her pussy from on top she had stood up a little and was standing up in the pussy streaching it out with that 4 inch circumferance and 10 inches deep into it every down stroke she would grind her fat hips down to further impale dorethea on that huge black dildo and dorethea would grind right back on it as it was plunged into her again and again she had tears in her eyes when i crawled over to where they were threw the crowd that had gathered she was grunting out oh yeses and oh my gods and fuck me fuck me hard and deeps when i got there she opend her eyes and i saw shw was having the time of her life she was cumming and cumming as lori pumped that rock hard dildo into my girls eager cunt dorethea had reached around behind her and was helping lori hold open her ass cheeks i got up on the plat form and got under dorethea in a 69 position so i wouldnet miss a thing and she instantly and like a vortex sucked my cock into her mouth and proceeded to give me the best head i had ever gotten or it might just have been the fact that i could see lori deep dicking doretheas cunt with that huge dildo and also see her boy toys cock dissapearing in and outta what i now think was her asshole cause i could see the pussy whhen i heard dorethea let out this sound i never heard before now we had tried to hit her G spot before but she always chickend out at the end cause she said she felt like she had to pee but i guess the sheer size of that dildo and the force from that fat white girl shoving that cock into her with the aded peasure of her boy toy hitting it from the ass put enough pressure on her sopt that she started gushing cum outta her cunt it was like someone had turned on a water faucett it gushed out from all around that cock in her pussy it got on me on lori on her boy toy on the matt there was o much of it and it seemed to keep right on comming and comming dorethea was screaming like someone was killing her and everyone stopped fucking to watch us and this shit that was happening lori started pumping that cock into her so hard and fast that her boy toy slid outta her ass he couldnt keep up dorethea started having like convulsions her legs were shaking she was drooling on my cock which had slid outta her mouth her eyes were rolled up in her head as she just kept cumming and yelling cumming and yelling i had move out from under her cause i couldnt breath i thought i was going to drown in that load of cum she was dropping after she stopped yelling and convulsing she flopped off of that dildo to a wet ass sucking noise and a whimper she slid onto the ground called for me and we just sat there for what seemed like forever just holding onto each othet till she stopped shivering and could move her legs we left the room to applause again for the show everyone went back to fucking and lori was insisting we stay till they closed and go to a hotel with her and her boy toy but dorethea had been spent or at least i thought we called a cab and as a treat for me letting her do her thing with lori she sucked me hard in the cab pulle d her pantis off and stuffed my cock balls deep into her ass and rode me all the way home a 20 min ride i might add it was great as i came up in her ass twice in the process but this time we did have to pay for the ride home but it was well worth it we went inside and dorethea passed out before i could bring her the wash cloth she requested so i lovingly washed her down and let her sleep she had earned it .... the next day it was all she could do not to tell everyone what she had done the night before a few mos later she went on a drinking binge and i couldnt take it anymore so i left her.. my next two girlfriends werent to adventerous so im sitting here alone reminising about them days waitting to find another woman to experiment with......

                                                                                                                                     The End......               

Adult Education

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Adult Education

“Mandatory class?”, I groaned as my sergeant handed me a piece of paper, “What the hell is this about?”. I already had a crappy start to my evening when my car broke down and now this garbage. My sergeant just smiled and shrugged, turning back to his briefing. I tried vainly to ignore the smirks of the rest of my shift as I took my place for briefing. Distracted, I ignored the usual rhetoric of stolen vehicle descriptions and business checks that our fearless leader loved to throw at us before every shift. I read the crumpled paper in my hand to find out what new horror I had to face. It was a week long class on developing community and police relations. Great, I knew I was going to have to pay for wreck

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ing that damn patrol car. Maybe I could still get out of it. I waited until the patrol assignments were read out and then I made a bee-line for the sergeant’s desk. A firm grip on my shoulder brought my forward progress to a sudden halt.

“Are you going to wait for your partner, or do I have to smack you in the back of the head so that I can catch up?” I looked down at the short figure who had so boldly told me off.

“Sorry, Liz. I need to talk to Sarg. I have to get out of this friggin’ class next week.” I held up the offending paper.

“So, finally making up for that car you crashed?” She laughed and held up her own paper. “I pissed the old man off, too.” We both started laughing at our mutual bad luck. “You know we should just go and do it. If we are gone for a week, somebody else will be bound to screw up back here.” Liz shrugged, “I’m just gonna go and enjoy the vacation. The thing is in Florida, for God’s sake.” My temper wavered a bit, cooled off by the concept of at least having someone pleasant to spend the week with. Of course, pleasant would not be a word that most people would use to describe Liz. She was only about 5’6” tall, but her attitude and skill made up for her short stature. And out of the confines of her uniform and bullet-proof vest, she was quite well-endowed. My radio crackled and interrupted my thoughts with news of a fight in progress in our patrol area. Liz grinned and headed to the patrol car, walking with gusto. Those idiots didn’t stand a chance.

Several hours later, I finally got a chance to call my wife and invite her to meet us for dinner at the local twenty four hour burger joint. It wasn’t actually an all night place, but Liz and I took good care of the business owners in our area by keeping the riff-raff out. They showed their thanks by making certain we always had food, coffee, and someplace to warm up in during the winter months. Community relations class my ass, we already had a great working relationship with everyone in our zone. Liz and I were reliving previous arrests when my wife, Beth, tapped my shoulder. I noticed Liz giving her a look that she normally reserved for her sexual conquests. My mind painted a brief, but arousing, picture of Liz and Beth having sex while I watched. I quickly forced the image from my mind and focused my attentions on my wife.

“Great, more shop talk. I just love eating dinner while the two of you act like you are on that stupid television show.” Beth rolled her eyes as Liz flipped her off. Now, Beth initially had serious reservations to my female partner. She had never been around the job field before she met me. I had seen many an officer’s relationship turn sour because of a jealous spouse. Fortunately, Beth had taken a liking to my lifestyle and she learned to tolerate our humor and close companionship. It had taken quite a while, but she gradually accepted the intimate relationship that two partners who protect each others lives simply must have. Beth had even go so far as to investigate going to cop school herself. I considered myself an extremely lucky man when Beth agreed to marry me. Still, every once in a while, I would catch my mind wondering about sex with others. It made me feel guilty and while I wanted to talk to Beth about it, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.

“Hey! Are you gonna order somethin' or what" Liz's voice cut through my fog, "What are you feedin' this idiot, Beth?"

"Pipe down, Lizard-breath", Liz hated that nickname. "I'll just have a burger and a side salad with some feta cheese and ranch on the side." Lou, the owner, was laughing so hard at Liz's antics that I thought he would hurt himself. He nodded and headed back into the relatively safe confines of his kitchen.

"So, Beth, did lard-brain here tell you about the class yet?" Liz smirked at me as she spilled out that undisclosed fact. She knew that I hadn't had time to tell Beth yet. Bitch, she loved trying to get me in trouble.

Beth raised her eyebrows, "Class, why no. I haven't heard about it yet." Of course, Beth loved playing along with Liz's little games. I was outnumbered by estrogen yet again.

"Next week Liz and I have to go to Florida for a community relations seminar" I sighed, "My punishment for that wreck I had a few weeks ago. I don't know what the barracuda over here did" I pointed at my open-mouthed partner. Beth looked at us both and laughed.

"Well, I have my first week at the academy next week anyway. I'll be busy getting used to the schedule, so I doubt that I'll miss you at all." She sipped her drink and smiled at me. I blinked, more then a little taken aback by Beth's candor. She started laughing, presumably at my hurt response. "Ok, but you owe me when you get back." She glanced down at my crotch. "You owe me big time." I smiled at her and slipped an arm behind her back.

"I think I can help you out there", I puffed out my chest as Liz started making gagging noises on her side of the table. As if on queue, our dinner appeared from the kitchen. Unfortunately, dispatch must have had a crystal ball that let them know that we were about to eat. Our radios came to life with reports of a stolen vehicle being pursued into out area by another department. Beth shooed us away, telling us to call whenever we got done so that she could bring our dinner to us. Lou, bless his soul, had already put our food into carry out containers.

Seven days later, I stood in line with Liz at our local airport. Beth hadn't been able to see me off since it was her first day in the police academy and she couldn't miss it. I was disappointed, but I knew what the academy was like. Liz stepped into the metal detector, which squawked in warning. The rent-a-cop at the machine jumped up and tried vainly to wrestle Liz off to the side before she could pull out her large metal badge. Anticipating this hassle , I already had my badge and identification out. After a few tense moments and several profane words, Liz and I managed to work our way past the hyper security guards and head towards our gate.

"Jack ass," Liz spat out when we were farther away, "Screw with a real cop again and I'll make that moron rue the day his parents met."

" 'Rue the day', who the hell talks like that?" I baited Liz, trying to turn her aggression away from the security guards. The poor buffoons didn't stand a chance against her. Unfortunately, they could also make our career dissipation lights kick into overdrive if we screwed with them too much.

"Fuck you if you can't stand a little culture, you uneducated flea." Liz's insults always seemed to mix a bit of sarcasm with almost Shakespearean fluency.

"Yes, dear." I rolled my eyes, earning a stinging slap against my arm. I put my arm around my irate partner's shoulders and steered her towards the closest bar. "We have a hour to kill, light as well limit the number of brain cells that we are wasting". I ordered a pitcher of beer and two glasses. Setting them down on a table carefully, I pulled out Liz's chair.

"You know, if you weren't married, I'd almost want to fuck you." Liz poured the first round.

"Almost want to? Baby, I'm one hundred percent pure American steak. Any woman would die to have a taste!" I puffed out my chest and flexed my arms. Liz nearly choked on her beer. "Don't spit, that’s alcohol abuse" I loved needling her. I relented and gave her a minute to recover and swallow her drink. "Anyway, I thought you only batted for the other team." I swung my arms in my best batter pose.

"Just because I prefer the subtle company of the better sex doesn't mean that I don't, on occasion, enjoy the performance of a man" She took another, smaller, sip of beer.

"So, you switch-hit"

"When I feel like it." Liz looked at me over the rim of her pilsner glass. "If I came onto you, you wouldn't know what to do with yourself."

I leaned forward, suddenly intrigued by our exchange. Our kidding had gone just a little bit further then either of us intended, and my body started to react despite my intentions. Liz suddenly sat back with a blank look on her face. The moment was gone, but it left a deep sense of guilt churning in my stomach. I had just been willing to engage in god only knows what with my partner, a woman that I honestly respected. And behind my wife's back. Mercifully, the time had raced by and it was already time to catch our flight. I gulped the remained of my beer to quench the dirty fire in my belly. Liz walked quietly next to me as we boarded the plane. We sat next to each other, crammed into too small seats. We spent the entire flight silently contemplating what happened, each trying not to accidentally touch the other in case it rekindled a previously unexplored pyre.

As the plane touched down in the bright sunshine that bathed Florida, the events at the airport seemed to have played themselves out. Liz and I both seemed to be approaching our normal state, with insults and jokes freely flying about. We found our rental car booth, only to be informed that the economical vehicle that we had requested had already been rented out by mistake. I stepped back, poor customer service was always Liz's territory. As she verbally berated the clerk, I turned away to hide the laughter that threatened to erupt from my quivering mouth. The encounter ended with Liz demanding to know the name of every member of management from the local level on up to the corporate headquarters. The clerk satiated Liz's hot temper with a free upgrade to a luxury class car and several apologies.

"Do you practice that in the mirror or something, you're so good at it" I teased.

Liz flashed her usual, self confident smile at me. "I just don't accept anything less then what I deserve." Laughing, I reached for the keys and was greeted by Liz's scowl. I exaggerated a cringe and got in the passenger side.

The hotel was only a few miles away, and to our delight, was located in the heart of the entertainment district. Considering our healthy appetites for alcohol, the close proximity of bars was a boon that might make the trip a lot more bearable. We checked in and headed up to our rooms, with plans to meet in the lobby in an hour for dinner. I found my room, despite the confusing signs in the hallway. Stretching, I looked out my window to get a lay of the land and was greeted by a perfect view of the hotel pool. Satisfied, I flopped onto my bed to relax. As my body started to release all of the stress the trip had piled on it, my mind wondered back to the steamy moment that Liz and I shared at the airport bar. My member began to twitch at the thought of her small frame and her searing eyes. Guiltily, I succumbed to my inner lust and unzipped my pants. I ran my hand along my cock lazily, imagining what a sexual union with my partner would be like. Soon, I was stroking my turgid member heartily as my mind raced. My other hand groped for my bulging testicles, finding them and squeezing. As suddenly as my imagined affair began, it ended with a hearty orgasm. I lay gasping for air on the rock hard bed. Glancing at the clock, I realized that I had only fifteen minutes to get cleaned up and meet Liz for dinner. I jumped into the shower and was rewarded with a frigid blast when I accidentally turned the water to the cold position. Well, at least I wouldn't be horny for a while. I threw on clean clothes and tore through the hallway in search of the elevator. Luck smiled on me when I finally found the elevator. Liz was standing by the call button, eyebrow raised at my antics.

"What the hell are you doing?" she demanded.

"Thought….I …..was…late" I gasped. Damn, I need to start jogging again. The opening door interrupted any further conversation. It wasn’t until Liz stepped into the car in front of me that I was fully able to appreciate what she was wearing. Liz had on a sheer black shirt with a little tank top that struggled to contain her ample breasts. As if that wasn’t enough to arouse the dead, she had selected a black skirt that was so short it must have only just covered her underwear. If she had any on, of course. Too late, I realized that she caught my gap-mouthed stare.

“If you weren’t my friend, I’d slap you for looking at me like that” she chided.

Recovering, I cleared my throat. “Well, Christ Liz. You look gorgeous, what is a guy supposed to do?” I kept my hands in front of me to hide my growing erection.

Liz glanced down at my hands, “From you, I’ll take that as a compliment”. Our conversation ended as the elevator reached the ground floor. Liz brushed past me, rubbing against my straining manhood. It was going to be a long night if she intended to keep this up. Part of me felt guilty for wanting her, but another part of me was fascinated at the side of my partner that I had never seen.

“What do you want for dinner, Liz?” I was trying to play it cool. Nothing was going to happen, at least not on purpose.

She glanced at my lap again, “I’m game for anything.” The tip of her tongue just teased the edge of her upper lip. Christ, why was she doing this to me? I would never cheat on Beth and I would never disrespect my partner, my friend. My thoughts raced, trying to figure a safe way out.

“How about that Chinese place across the street? I haven’t had any oriental in a long time.” Liz nodded and we headed out into the simmering air.

“Florida is such a sauna, isn’t it?” I nodded in agreement with Liz’s statement. We entered the air conditioned restaurant and settled into some well prepared food and free flowing alcohol. While we ate and joked, a tall man started yelling at one of the young waitress’. His rants quickly became abusive and extremely demeaning. I could never tolerate someone who enjoyed being an ass to others. Liz, on the other hand, had absolutely no tolerance for abusive males. Period. We waited for a few minutes as the manager tried to calm the disruptive lout down. As his efforts failed, Liz and I shared a look, each knowing exactly what the other was thinking. Local law enforcement hadn’t shown up and the encounter had been ongoing for almost fifteen minutes. It was time to act, if for no other reason then to prevent a physical fight. Liz and I rose as one, each heading for a different side of the table where the shouting originated from.

“Can we be of assistance?” I asked the manager as I showed my badge. Liz stood slightly behind the offending party, ready for anything as always.

“Mind your own fucking business, asshole!” the stench of alcohol assaulted my senses as the irate customer stood up to protest our intervention.

“Look, this is no way to handle a problem, now is it?” I looked at the waitress, then back to the drunk. Before he could answer, I continued. “So, tell me what is wrong?”. I was best at playing the good cop in these situations. Even though I couldn’t stand the jerk’s behavior, sometimes playing along could resolve the situation without violence. Liz was very familiar with this game. She was always the bad cop.

“The fucking whore” I held up my hand at his profanity and shook my head. He got the point. “She didn’t bring out my white rice then she charged me for it. They are ripping my fucking off” This guy was a piece of work. I looked at his eyes, looking for the true signs of intoxication. Even though he reeked of cheap beer, I could see that his eyes were clear and sharp. He was faking his stupor, most likely in order to get out of paying for his meal. I pulled him closer and spoke in a quiet voice.

“Look, we both know that you aren’t drunk and that you don’t intend to pay for your meal”, he started to pull away and protest, “Personally, I don’t care. This isn’t my city.” I paused to give him a minute to digest my words. “But, you used some pretty nasty language towards that young lady. And my partner over there”, I pointed to Liz, “She’s extremely sensitive about things like that.” I paused again, giving the jerk a friendly squeeze. “So, why don’t we avoid a situation where you get your face smashed in like a rotting Halloween pumpkin. Pay the bill, apologize, then leave” I kept my arm around his shoulders so that he couldn’t pull away and start swinging. I smiled and nodded my head towards my obviously angry partner. The man looked at her briefly, then he angrily slammed enough money down to cover the bill. He fumed as he passed the waitress, mumbling an apology. As he stalked out the door, Liz quickly followed him. More concerned that she would get in trouble then get hurt, I scrambled to follow her. As I opened the door, I saw the man back into a corner and fumble for his back pocket. A brief moment of panic gripped my throat as I thought that he was grabbing a weapon. Before I could act, the man pulled out a five dollar bill and threw it at Liz before he ran away. Astonished, I could opened the door for Liz as she stomped back inside.

“Jerk forgot a tip”, Liz walked to the girl clearing the table and handed her the crumpled bill. With a smile, she steered me back to our table and our cooling food. Before we could continue, the manager stopped us and insisted that we allow them to remake our order. Our protests fell on deaf ears and the table was rapidly cleared. While we waited for our meal a second time, two large carafes of sake found their way to our table. Smiling, the manager made a drinking motion.

“Well, I guess they appreciated our help” Liz picked up a carafe and poured us each a cup. By the end of dinner, two more carafes of sake were brought out and the manager and wait staff had joined us. Drunkenly, I looked at my watch and realized that it was almost midnight. I thanked our new found friends and promised to return before I collected my equally drunk partner. Somehow, we tottered back across the street without requiring emergency medical intervention. Our raucous behavior drew surly looks from the hotel security guard, much to our amusement. As we staggered to the call buttons for the elevator, Liz decided that flashing the entire lobby would be a great idea. Once again, the elevator decided to save me from a world of embarrassment and opened its doors quickly. Unfortunately, I ended up in the elevator drunk and alone with my horny and half naked partner. Her naked breasts captured my eyes despite my best efforts. She pulled me close to her and kissed me. Enthralled, I returned her kiss and slid my hands over her bare chest. I pressed my rapidly growing manhood against her as I moved my mouth down to her rock hard nipples. Her moans rang in my ears, encouraging me to press the encounter further. The elevator stopped our floor and I pulled Liz towards my room. Lust and alcohol controlled my every move. I didn’t care about the repercussions of what I was about to do, I just wanted to have Liz. Fumbling with the key, I managed to open the door to my room and pull Liz inside with me in a tumbling heap of horny flesh. As we fell onto the bed, I caught a flash of light out of the corner of my eye. Investigating further, I realized that the light from the desk lamp was reflecting off of my gold wedding band. I stopped cold, staring at the accusing band of precious metal that was supposed to signify my undying loyalty and love to my wife. Liz followed my gaze, understanding my sudden behavior. I stood up, backing away from the temptation that lay before me.

“Liz, I..I can’t do this. I can’t….” my head was reeling. I still wanted Liz so bad, but that was just lust. It wasn’t the true love that I had for my wife. I backed away, still stammering like a school boy on a first date. “Liz…I’m sorry. Beth…..”

Liz stood up and walked towards me, making no effort to straighten her clothing.

“I told her you would do this” she shook her head, “I knew you would think about it but wouldn’t follow through”

“What the hell are you talking about, Liz” I was confused and angry with myself, I didn’t need a cryptic message from my partner now.

“Oh, Beth and I have been discussing things” There was no sign of drunkenness in Liz’s voice now. “She is, quite frankly, curious about being with another woman. But, she never knew how to approach you about it.” She paused, obviously to let me absorb what she had just said. Unlike Liz, I was extremely drunk and my reasoning skills had gone straight to hell. “She thought that if I seduced you while we were down here, maybe we would all end up having a threesome back home.” She patted my still rigid cock. “I said you wouldn’t cheat on her. And, I was right”. I fell back into a chair, stunned and confused. “But, I think we should give her a call, don’t you?” Liz snatched my phone from my waist before I could stop her. “Liz don’t,” I slurred, “Don’t call her…”

It was far too late, she had already pulled up Beth’s number and made the call. Beth must have been waiting because Liz started talking almost immediately.

“No, Beth, its me.” she chatted as though they were discussing a shoe sale. “No, he is actually extremely drunk, and very horny I might add.” She patted my still raging hard-on. “Nope, he didn’t. I tried, very hard.” She easily escaped my attempt to steal back my phone. “Beth, I told him what we’ve been discussing” I could hear Beth’s dismayed voice through the phone. “Relax, I think he is okay with the idea. I told you that from the beginning.” I stood up and wobbled towards Liz, hand outstretched.

“Beth, talk to him, ok. And relax, things are just fine.” She handed me the phone. Panic suddenly gripped my throat. What would I say, I was drunk with a huge erection and a half naked hot partner. On the other hand, Beth obviously had a few things to talk about too and that made me feel a little better about my desires.
“Beth…I, um, I didn’t do anything. I…..”

“Shut up, you’re drunk. Look, I’ve been thinking about a lot of things recently…” I braced myself for bad news. Her tone was serious and I was afraid that marriage to me wasn’t in her game plan anymore. “I’ve always wanted to….experiment more…sexually, I mean. And, well, I think about Liz sometimes.” My mouth dropped, anger started to cut through the drunken haze that surrounded me. Before I could explode, Beth continued. “I didn’t know how to approach you about it, but I want to try sex with another woman.” I looked at my partner, who was obviously amused. “We never talk about sex and I didn’t know how you felt about, well, experimenting.” She paused for a breath, I was speechless. “Anyway, Liz stopped by one day when you weren’t here and we talked about it. I want to have sex with her. I thought that if the two of you hooked up, maybe it would be easier to get her in bed with us here.”

“Beth, I don’t know what to say….why didn’t you just talk to …..”

“Ok, drama queen, gimme the phone back” Liz snatched the phone and put it to her ear. “Liz, give that….” She silenced me with one menacing finger.

“Beth, I think that we can work out the details when we get back. I won’t kill your husband and obviously he doesn’t want to leave you. So,” she looked me and admired my still hard penis, “I’m going to fuck him now. He can call and tell you all about it tomorrow. But, you have school in the morning so go to sleep.” Liz regarded me again. “And Beth, I can’t wait until I get to fuck you.” She hung up the phone and tossed it on the night stand. “As for you, you get the best of both worlds” She wrapped her fingers around the shaft of my cock. I groaned and tried to resist. Grinning, Liz knelt in front of my chair, “Your wife knows, she wants it, and she wants to experiment with sex. You are a lucky man.” Her lips started to travel along my neck.

“Liz, you’re my partner. I can’t…..” I gasped as she started nibbling on my ear.

“After I discussed things with Beth, I put it for a transfer. We won’t be working in the same patrol unit anymore.” I pushed her away from me.

“What the hell, Liz!” She pushed my hands away an grabbed both sides of my face.

“You need to listen. I need someone I can trust to fulfill my needs. Your wife wants to explore and she wants to do it with you. And me. Shut up, enjoy your luck and give us what we want.” Liz was so brutally honest and forward. There was no denying that I wanted her. I leaned back and relaxed my body as Liz pulled my shirt away from my chest. Her warm lips caressed my nipples, prying moans from deep within me. I sighed as she flicked her tongue along my tight stomach. Her long, moist attentions gradually migrated to my frothing cock. I would have cum immediately if she hadn’t grabbed my balls and held them to prevent my ejaculation. I squirmed as the sensation of an unsatisfied orgasm burst through my body. As my gyrations slowed, Liz began trailing her tongue along my enlarged organ. My hips bucked of their own free will as she continued her oral courtship.

“God, Liz….I…I’m gonna cum.. Oh God!” my hands grasped the arms of the chair as Liz literally swallowed my entire shaft. I couldn’t contain myself anymore, my hot seed escaping the confines of my sweltering balls. Liz waited until my orgasm had played itself out before she released my cock. Smiling, she guided my trembling body to the bed.

“Now, my bad little boy, its my turn”, she kissed my lips heartily. I could feel a burning desire rippling through my body as I returned her sordid kiss. The scent of her body was a powerful aphrodisiac. I pulled her up off the bed and spun her around to face the mirror on the dresser. Standing behind her, I reached around and groped her supple breasts while we both watched in the mirror. She twisted her head to one side and kissed me, her tongue seeking mine as my fingers twisted and pinched her rigid nipples. Fueled by her passionate groans, I slid my hand down to her thighs and parted them. With deliberate fingers, I searched her drooling folds until I felt her hot, throbbing clit. As I fingered her mercilessly, I watched Liz’s face in the mirror. Her body thrashed about, rubbing her ass against my recovering phallus. I kissed her as her first orgasm crashed over her, but I never stopped manipulating her hot button. Over stimulated, she tried vainly to pull away from my strong arms. No, I was in charge and I was going to decide when she had enough. Determined, I kept teasing her writhing body until she couldn’t stand up any longer. Gently, I laid her on the bed. I needed to join with her, my cock fully recovered and so hard that it was almost painful. Liz pushed me away from her panting body.

“No, I don’t like it that way” she stood up and walked towards her purse. From within its dark confines, Liz withdrew a tube of lubricating jelly. She held it up for my review. “I only like it the ass” I gasped involuntarily. I had only a few experiences with anal sex and those had been with equally inexperienced partners who didn’t enjoy the dark penetration. How could my luck keep holding out like this? My wife wanted me to have sex with Liz, wanted to experiment with lesbian sex, and Liz loved anal. I resisted the urge to pinch myself. The throbbing in my cock and balls let me know that I was really awake. I watched intently as Liz lubricated my thick tool. With experienced fingers, she quickly ensured that her tight sphincter had plenty of lubrication to accommodate my penetration. Kneeling on the edge of the bed, she tossed a sultry gaze over her shoulder. Its magnetism drew my cock to her tight, dark hole. Before I realized that I had moved, the head of my cock was pressed against her asshole. Suddenly, she relaxed and the head was inside. Her lurid tunnel drew my cock deeper into its recesses, until I had completely entered her. For several minutes, I didn’t dare move, afraid that I would cum too quickly. This was special and it had to last. Gradually, I started sliding my cock in and out of her ass. I relished Liz’s squeals of delight as I sped up my tempo, only slowing when I felt the tell-tale tug of ready to spew balls. Liz reached between her legs, capturing my sac with her fingers. She teased and rubbed my tight balls as I continued to slowly fuck her.

“Harder, I want it harder”, she breathed. I increased my pace, delighting in the slapping sound my balls made as the hit her pussy. Liz began to match my pace, slamming her ass back onto my cock. I knew it had to hurt, but she kept going. Her moans deteriorated into guttural grunts as I sped up more.

“Yes! Fuck my ass, harder!” she squealed. Overcome with lust, I began thrusting into her with all my strength and was rewarded by Liz’s screaming orgasm. Her hot tunnel clamped down on my cock, pulling it even deeper as she came. Unable to escape it’s delightfully torturous grasp, I groaned and felt my load spray into her. Exhausted, I fell to the bed next to Liz, my cock still inside her. I wrapped a drenched arm around her body. We lay there for a long time, not moving.

“That was perfect”, Liz pulled away and rolled over to face me, “I love deep, hard penetration like that. Too many guys don’t know how to properly fuck a woman in the ass. But,” she stroked my chest, “You were perfect.”

“Liz, I never really had much anal sex before. I was afraid that I’d hurt you.” I rolled onto my back. My drunken stupor seemed to have worn off during our rather athletic mating.

“Well, I loved it. You let my ass relax and get used to your cock. That’s the key.” She grinned at me. “God, I want it again” I blanched slightly, certain that I couldn’t get it up for any more of the vigorous lovemaking. “Ok, sport. Get some sleep. We have class in about six hours” With that, Liz rolled over and snuggled under the blankets. I stayed on my back, staring at the ceiling and trying to make sense of the evening’s events. Confused and aroused, I got up and took a quick shower to clean up before I tried to find that elusive creature called sleep.

The rest of the week followed pretty much the same routine. Class, sex, dinner at the Chinese place, followed by drinking and really hot sex. After the first night, we called Beth prior to having sex. Liz spun erotic versions of our liaisons for Beth while I either eat her pussy or penetrated her ass. Beth loved it, having several orgasms a night while she listened to Liz’s sordid story telling. One night, Liz handed me the phone while she teased my cock with her talented mouth. Groaning, I spelled out every lick and caress that Liz performed while my wife fucked herself. With deft fingers, Liz wrenched the phone from my grasp.

“Beth, do you want me to do something special?” She had that glint in her eye, the one that made me worry. “Ok, I’m going to do that thing we discussed” she handed the phone back to me.

“Baby?” Beth sounded teasing.
“Yeah, uh.” Liz engulfed my entire shaft, “Oh shit, mmm”

“Liz is going to do something special for you. Would you like that?”

“Yeah”, it was a short answer. It was all I could manage.

“Lay back and relax”, I did as I was told. Liz responded by spreading my legs and propping my ass in the air with several pillows. Before I could ask what she was doing, Liz attacked my sensitive starfish with her tongue. I groaned, enjoying the previously unknown thrill. Liz’s tongue poked tenderly into my tight hole as I moaned and thrashed about. Smiling, she slid a well lubricated finger into my ass.

“Oh shit, oh fuck that feels good!”

“Is her finger in your ass, baby?” Beth breathed into my ear.

“Yeah, fuck, fuck! She slid in another one.” I had never even considered my own anal penetration, but with Liz’s talents I found myself enjoying the experience.

“Baby, I want you to relax.” Beth’s calm voice was turning me on even more. Her sweet coos and moans distracted me to the point that I didn’t notice that Liz had wrangled herself into a strap-on dildo. As Beth’s orgasm rippled from my phone’s speaker, I felt a gentle and large pressure against my ass. Too late to change anything, I looked at Liz just as she fully penetrated my now willing ass. Roaring, I dropped the phone. Pain shot through my ass in a concentrated wave, but before I could beg Liz to pull it out, the pain subsided. She wrapped her fingers around my pulsating member, gently stroking it as she slid in and out of my ass. Before long, I found my hips bucking to her insistent rhythm. Sensations unlike anything that I had ever experience cascaded over my body as previously untouched nerves were massaged by Liz’s ever increasing thrusts. All too soon, I came in a massive climax. Liz withdrew from my dark recesses, leaving them feeling empty. She retrieved the forgotten cell phone from my side as I gulped in huge amounts of air.

“Beth, I think he enjoyed that” Liz slid a finger over my chest. “Yes, baby, I’m going to do that and a lot more to you when we get back.” She leaned forward and kissed me. “I think this is going to be the beginning of a beautiful relationship” She blew a kiss into the phone and proceeded to hang up. Sliding off of me, Liz planted a kiss on my twitching cock. “Are you ready to watch me fuck your wife?” I nodded, still unable to speak.

“Well, I guess we should get packing then.”

Getting revenge on Shilo Lightner!

WhiteXKnight01 on Cheating Stories

         Me and Shilo Lightner were going out for about 2 years. She was a horny, drunk! She liked to drink everynight, then have wild kinky sex. Alot of times, she would pass out from being so wasted. She would even pass out during sex, and even while she was giving me head. I found out that nothing can wake her up! Even when she passed out blowing me, Id just grab her ears, and fuck her mouth till I blew my load. The best part was, Id tell her about it in the morning, and she said she didnt care. She said I could do anything I wanted to her in her sleep! So, needless to say, I fucked her many times while she was passed out, and nothing I did could wake her up!

         This went on for a while. Till one night, I was eating her ou
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t, while she was passed out drunk, and I found a used condom that wasnt mine! You can imagine my rage! I wanted to beat the shit out of her, but I cant hit a woman. So that night I thought about how to get revenge! In the morning I acted like nothing happened so she wouldnt get suspicious with what I was about to do.

         A few weeks later, I took her to one of my buddies frat partys. It turned out to be a sausage fest, it was perfect! There were about 15 to 20 guys and she was the only girl there. I started giving her shots and told a couple guys about her not waking up for anything! Soon after, everyone was giving her beer and liquer! By midnight she was trashed and throwing up. I took her into a bedroom to have sex with her one last time. As usual, she passed out about 5 minutes into it. I finished up by blowing my load all over her face. Then I got dressed and started my revenge!

         I stripped her naked and told everyone to come look. Everyone was laughing and taking pics of her laying there passed out naked with a load on her face! Then they picked her up and carryed her to the middle of the party where everyone could see! Some guys started taking pics of them posing with her in different positions. They were putting bottles in her pussy, then her ass, putting there dicks on her face, all kinds of degrading and humiliating pictures! After a while that got old so they turned her into a passed out cum dumpster. She had a dick in every hole and still didnt wake up! By this time a couple guys were video taping it all, along with taking pictures. She had so many loads blown in her, it was leaking out her pussy. She also swallowed at least 10 loads.

          After a couple of hours, everyone had there fill with her. She had cum dripping out of her beet red, torn up pussy, and her face was covered with sperm. We loaded her in a car, drove her into the city, and found a couple old horny bums to have sex with her! We took pics as she was fucked by some of the dirtyest dicks possible. Then we took her back and dropped her off on a bench in the middle of town. Still passed out, still naked, and still very sticky! We left her there for all to see. I wish I could have seen her face when she woke up sticky, soar, and naked, in the middle of town with people who know her all around! She called me the next day and told me how she woke up on a bench and could barely walk home from being so soar. I told the cheating bitch to never call me again.

Sleeping beauty

incest100% on Teen Stories

i was 15 nd my two best friends Fred and Joe were also 14. at this age my sexual hormones were very strong which was the reason why i stole the sleeping drug from my mother's closet who happens to be a doctor. one day i snicked out of my house and used the drug on a girl at a friend's party and it worked effectively. it was my first time doing it and i was very nervous. we had gone upstairs to hook up when i drugged her drink. after she passed out, i carefully removed her skirts and panties and fingered her pussy. she was also 15 and had little hair. while i fingered her my precum had already soaked my panties. i took my panties off and got down to business because i was scared someone was going to walk in on me. i spreaded her pussy lips and shoved my 11" dick into her very tight

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pussy. after some few strokes, i came and i got off her. i was surprised to find out that she was not a virgin. i dressed her up and went downstairs. after this success, i was always looking to use it on an adult. Fred's mom was a 36 year old widow and she was the hottest mom i had ever seen. sometimes, i and joe would stay over at Fred's for the weekend. we slept in one room so we always talked about sex and girls. one day, i told Fred that his mom was the hottest mom ever and i would die to do it with her. Joe also confessed that he had fantasies about Fred's mom and would not pass on the chance. i was shocked not to hear any outburst from Fred but instead his own admission that he had been peeping on his mom. i told them that i knew what to do for us to fuck her. Fred said he did not want nothing to hurt his mom no matter what. i told him that nothing was going to happen to her and that she was only going to sleep real deep. all he had to was put some pills in her drink. at first Fred was hesitant but after persuasion from me and Joe, he agreed to do it. the next day, we were all watching TV including Fred's mom. she asked for a drink and Fred put two pills in her orange juice before taking it to her. she drank and we continued to watch TV. after a while, she told us she was going to get some sleep. we waited for some time before making our move. Fred's mom was so sleepy that she forgot ot lock her door. when we slipped into her room she was only in her underwear. presumably she passed out while changing for sleep. i went over to the bed and bed her big tits to all our eyes. damn she was beautiful. we were all touching her body at the same time. i slowly took off her panties and spreaded her legs very wide. her crotch was shaved and looked so good. by this time, we were rock-hard and hard precum in our panties. i spreaded her pussy lips and stroked her cleft. i fingered her for some time before mounting her. we had decided to take turns from me to Fred and then Joe. i rammed my 11" cock into her tight pussy and went for more than 30 minutes. finally i came and i got off her. Fred fucked her hard and when he withdrew from his mom,there was cum on her thighs. Joe spilled his cum before he even mounted he already juicy soaked pussy. we went three more rounds that night. after the fuck of our lives, we realized what we had done and were very scared. in the morning, Fred's mom came to our room and we thought we were surely toasted. she looked at the three of us and smiled. she proceded to tell us that she enjoyed the fuck very much. she told us she came to life after the second round but continued to lay still because she was having so much fun. we realized that we must have been so into the fucking that we forgot about her. she came to my bed and told me i had a huge cock and that she was looking forward to fucking it in the future. she then left but not before she told us to try the trick on each of our moms.

Chuck and Tracy's friends Part 2

donna_mom on Cheating Stories

3 weeks after Chuck moved in Tracy got an abortion, she didn't want everyone to know that she was unmarried and having a kid. Things were easy knowing that Tracy couldn't get pergnant since she was on the pill so they fucked without a condom. Another week went by. One day Chuck had the day off while Tracy had to work. Tracy was going out to eat with a few of her friends later that day but her friend Chelsea came over an hour early. "Hey Chelsea, umm Tracy isn't going to be home for another hour" Chuck explained. "Oh really" said the blonde haired woman, "is it alright if I just wait here." "Yeah go ahead I'm just going to use the bathroom quick. Go ahead and turn on the tv" he told her. "Ok" Chuck watched Chelsea turn around. Chelsea had on
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a yellow blouse, yellow buisness miniskirt, yellow stockings, and high heels, that were of course, yellow. Chelsea had very blonde hair and a nice looking face, but she didn't really have any breasts to even look at. When Chuck came out of the bathroom he heard loud moaning sounds coming from the family room. He walked into the room to see Chelsea watching a porno on the TV. Chelsea looked at him "I didn't think Tracy would need to watch porn when she has a 13 inch dick right in front of her face" she smiled. "How do you know that-" Chuck got cutoff "Tracy has told me all about it" Chelsea got up and walked toward Chuck "Can I see it, ppppplease" she said in her sexiest voice. Chuck couldn't take it, he pulled down his pants and showed Chelsea his big meaty cock. Chelsea stuck out her hand and grabbed it. She then started to stroke his cock. She started going quicker and she started to kiss up and down Chuck's neck. This turned Chuck on, he unbottened Chelsea's blouse to see her yellow bra. Chelsea stroked even faster, he couldn't take it "I'm cummmmmmmming" he shouted as cum shot out and landed on Chelsea's stomach and skirt. Chuck then laid down Chelsea and pulled up her skirt, just as he thought, no panties. Chuck stuck 2 fingers into her cleanly shaven pussy and started to eat her out at the same time. This caused Chelsea to skreik like crazy. Chuck pumped another finger in and picked up the pace. Chelsea began to scream as Chuck pulled in another finger. Chuck pulled out his fingers as Chelsea sat up and shook backwards giving her rugburn as she orgasmed letting her juicy fly onto the carpet. While this was happening Chuck heard a car door slam. Chuck ran to the window to see Tracy walking toward the house. Chelsea finished and scrammbled up. Chuck got his pants on. Tracy walked to the door to see Chelsea buttoning her half opened blouse. Chuck jumped infront of her and gave her a deep long kiss. When Tracy looked back Chelsea had her blouse buttoned "Ready to go" Chelsea asked, "yeah let me change" Tracy said and walked up the stairs. "That was fucking amazing" Chelsea exclaimed as she gave Chuck a big wet kiss. They shared kisses until Tracy got downstairs. "Bye, honey" Tracy said in her very short black shiny dress, as she gave him a kiss. Chelsea and Tracy walked out the door, as Chelsea closed the door she gave Chuck a wink. Chuck woke up at 2 in the morning, he heard laughing coming from downstairs. Downstairs Chuck saw Tracy, Chelsea, their friend Betty, and a large dog. Betty was getting pounded by the large dog in the ass! Tracy and Chelsea were laughing and playing with their clits as Betty was moaning in extasy. All the women were drunk. Chuck watched as Betty came, he then watched as the dog still pounded her ass and then came in her ass. All the women laughed when Betty couldn't get the dogs cock out of her ass. "The knot is stuck" Tracy sputtered. Betty fell alseep with the cock inside of her, Tracy and Chelsea made out for about 10 minutes after Betty fell and then went alseep themselves. Chuck walked down the stairs and put the dog in the yard and went back inside. Chelsea and Tracy's pussys were showing and Betty was laying on the floor naked. Chuck stared at Betty's ass and got a sick idea. He decided that he was going to do it, he was going to fuck Betty while she was asleep and drunk. Chuck walked over and pushed his cock into her pussy, she moved alittle and Chuck pulled out. Chuck relized she was out cold. He then put his cock back in. Chuck then decided to do the extreme, he slipped out alittle and then jumped and pushed all his weight in. Chuck looked pleased, he had gotten all his cock into a pussy, not even Tracy could do that. Chuck started to fuck her hard while he squeezed the brunettes large double d sized tits. He fucked harder and harder with all his cock. He then unloaded all cum inside of Betty's pussy. After he licked and sucked on her tits, then went upstairs and went to sleep. The next morning Chuck snuck out of the house while all the women laid on the floor. When Chuck got home around 4 Tracy he found Tracy waiting for him inside. She greeted him with a kiss "how was it" she asked. "How was what" Chuck asked. "You know, Chelsea" "What about Chelsea" he pretended. "I saw Chelsea buttoning up her shirt and there was cum on her skirt, so how was it" "Amazing I loved it so much, I'm sorry for doing it but it was great" Chuck said. "Thats good but my family is coming down for Thanksgiving tomorrow so we have to get ready" Tracy said knowing that Chuck would be to tired to fuck. The whole night they worked and then they both fell asleep on the couch together.

I Love Hookers

cgpubr04 on Cheating Stories


I Love Hookers.

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I love Hookers, always have and always will. I’m a married guy, but I love having great sex on the side without having strings attached. I can get a nice juicy, cum swallowing, deep throating blowjob, and not worry about her getting mad at me and calling my wife because I didn’t call her the next day.

I started visiting hookers in the 70’s, when I was about 22, and just mar
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ried for few months. I live in a large southern city, and Massage Parlors were everywhere. The first one I went to was in an office building called Kathy’s. I was a little nervous as they had the line-up of the three girls working. I picked a big boobed girl, with dark hair, named “Raven”. I paid my $40.00 for an hour full body massage, and then she took me back to her room. As soon as she closed and locked the door, she reached out, grabbed my dick thru my paints, and told me to get naked and hop up on the massage table. As I striped down, she did too, but left her panties on. She had great big round tits that stuck almost straight out. They were 36D’s, I’m guessing. She had me lay on my stomach, which wasn’t easy with my hard-on, and started rubbing baby oil over my back. She didn’t take a long time on my back and legs, before she started on my ass. As she started rubbing her fingers in the crack of my ass, she was also dragging her tits all over my back. Then she moved my legs apart and started massaging my balls.

After a few minutes she asked if I was ready to turn over, which I did immediately She then leaned over giving me a big wet tongue kiss, and grabbed my dick with her slick baby oiled hand. She started jacking me slowly, then whispered in my ear that a hand job came with the $40.00, but if I wanted more, now was the time to pay up. I gave her the money for a half and half. (Blowjob and a fuck)

That’s when she took her panties off and I got my first look at her hairy snatch. I always liked a hairy pussy, trimmed neatly, but hairy. Beautiful! She got up on the table between my legs, took my hard shaft in her hand and started to lick the precum off the head. There’s something thrilling about a woman holding your hard dick, getting ready to suck it, after just meeting her just twenty minutes before. She started pushing her mouth down my shaft, using her tongue on the underside, and my dick got even harder.

She pulled off my cock and asked if that felt good. I told her it felt great, but it would feel even better if we could 69. She said that sounded good, and that she’d never had a customer want to eat her pussy before. She turned around and lowered her pussy down to my waiting mouth. She gave a moan as my tongue made contact with her clit. Her pussy smelled GREAT, and I pressed my nose it in as I was sucking her clit. She was sucking my seven-inch dick like the pro she was. After a few minutes of heaven, I told her she needed to stop before I came, but I continued to eat her pussy. She lifted her pussy a little so I could push a couple of fingers inside. When I had started, her pussy wasn’t wet at all, but now she was almost gushing sweet love juice over my face. After a couple minutes she started to shake and moan, and I knew she was close. I clamped down on her engorged clit and started sucking and flicking it with my tongue for all I was worth. When I shoved a third finger in her wet love hole, that put her over the top, and she started flooding my face with her love cum. She was almost growling as she ground her pussy down on my face.

After she came back to earth, she turned around and told me I was going to get the best fucking ever as a reward. She rolled a condom over my throbbing cock and started sucking it, and it felt better than I thought was possible with a condom on. Then she squatted over me and slowly started to lower her cunt down on my cock. It was much tighter that I though a hookers pussy should be. She slowly began to slide up and down the full length of my shaft. She slowly picked up her pace and using her trained pussy muscles to squeeze my cock as she pulled up and pushed down. I had never felt anything as wonderful. She started bouncing faster and reached around to grab my balls. As she gently squeezed my nuts, I started to tense up. She felt it and squeezed my balls, and cock a little harder, and I almost passed out with pleasure. I started shooting so much cum out of my dick, it was coming out of the bottom of the condom and running down my balls. I thought I would pass out. She stopped bouncing and pushed it all the way in and started squeezing it, milking it till I was dry. I would still tremble every time she would clamp and unclamp her pussy around my dick.

It was then that someone knocked on the door to let us know that time was about up. She got off of me, got a warm wet towel and cleaned my up. As she ran the towel over my dick, balls, and my ass crack, my dick started getting hard again. She told me to hold it for the next time, or else the house would charge me for another hour, even if I went only five minutes over the limit.

Well, I went back to see her once a week for about the next year. Over that time we tried a lot of things. One time I brought a joint with me and we shared it as we were striping down. By this time we started taking turns with the massage and this time it was my turn to do her.

We didn’t take a lot of time with the back and legs any more, we went right to the good stuff. I started massaging her sweet ass with my oiled up hands, making my way to her ass hole and pussy. She lifted her ass up so I could get to her cunt better. She was so wet and my fingers so oiled, that I got three in right away and started finger fucking her slowly. Then with my other hand, I went to work on her asshole. I took one finger and stared pushing it her puckered hole. She told me to hurry and stick it in all the way. SO I was now finger fucking both of her sweet holes. I could feel my fingers in each hole through the membrane between the slick holes. I got a second finger in her ass, and then she started to tremble with the start of her orgasm. She was now pushing back at my fingers and started to gush pussy juice all over my hand, screaming into the pillow.

After she slowed down she turned her head and asked if I’d like to fuck her ass. HELL YES!!!!!!! She told me to lie on my back so she could be on top. She got a tube of lube and stroked and lot over my stiff dick. I asked about a condom. She told me that her ass was still virgin, and if it was ok with me, she wanted to feel my cum shoot into her ass. Again, HELL YES!!!!! She held my dick and slowly started to push her ass over the head of my dick. I thought that she would go slowly, but as soon as she got the tip in, she quickly pushed all the way down, taking it all. That almost made me cum right then. She started rocking back and forth on my cock, telling me how good it felt. She reached down to her pussy and started rubbing her slick clit. She was so tight and looked so hot, I knew I didn’t have much time before my nuts blew. She started sliding up and down my shaft now, and that was it. It felt like electricity shooting thru my body as I started flooding her ass with my hot thick cum. I couldn’t move as she clamped down on my cock with her ass muscles.

It seemed like it took forever before I came back down, then she bent over to kiss me and asked if her ass was good. I told her it was great, but I was sorry that she didn’t cum too. She smiled and said that she came at the same time I did, but probably didn’t notice because I was cumming so hard. With that she lifted up and my dick plopped out of her ass. She turned around and licked all the cum and pussy juice off my cock and balls, which was something she had never done before either. She looked up at me with a smile on her face and said she loved ass fucking me and would only do that with me. She slid up to my face and kissed my mouth, letting me taste my cum, her pussy juice, and the musky taste of her ass.


She turned me onto a lot of things in the year I saw her. She loved to piss on me, when she was on top, after I would cum. That was a warm, wonderful feeling. She also brought in two vibrating butt plugs and we would work them in to our asses before we’d fuck.

We’d also shared pictures of our kids and other things going on in our lives. One day I went in and she told me that she was moving and this would be our last time together. It was a sad hour for us, but the loving was tender and sweet.

Let me know what you think and I’ll share more of my stories with hookers if you’d like. Please remember that I'm not a real writer. So don't beat me up about spelling and grammar.

Sue's mum finds out and then !!!!

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About a year ago I was walking home and a car pulled up beside me and the female driver addressed me by name and asked if I would like lift home.


 

 

She looked about 30 but was obviously older. I later found out she was pregnant at 18. She introduced herself as the mother of a girl I knew. I accepted the invitation as it was snowing, but I did have reservations though as I had been having sex with her daughter, and she had never met me.


 

 

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She informed me she was aware of my relationship with her daughter and was concerned that I was having unprotected sex with her. Amongst the other things she informed me of she asked if I were aware of my responsibilities should she become pregnant, and told me I had to stop seeing her. She said she was too young and inexperienced to be doing what we were doing. (Sue was 16).


 

 

I was a little taken back at the conversation – I had no idea she was the girls mother until then – and it was obvious she and her daughter had been having some revealing conversations. She was well informed of what we had been doing, and that her daughter and I had been having sex for over a month.


 

 

It turned out her period was late and she was concerned and after two days told her mother and all was revealed. Luckily for both of us she wasn’t.


 

 

I could not deny the fact the two of us had been having sex after school at my place but I wasn’t going to go into the intimate details of what we did and how often I did it with her. She seemed to think it had only been a casual affair and we had only had sex a couple of times. That was far from the truth and a couple of times would have been more accurate had she said ‘every day.’  Both of us had had a previous experience which we had found out was unsatisfactory for both of us. Her first and only experience before me was short and fast – he came within a minute or two and she had hardly recovered from having her virginity removed when he came and that was it – it happened so fast she had no idea what sex was actually like, but had lost her virginity in the process. Nearly all the girls at school who had also lost their virginity had all had wonderful experiences she said.


 

 

My first attempt was with an older girl and I came too fast and she never had an orgasm and blamed me.

 

 

Sue and I soon educated  ourselves one afternoon when we watched some porn and then practiced what we saw in various ways. We both realised how much fun good sex can be and she had equalled or bettered her school friends experiences in one afternoon.


 

 

To get to my place she had to drive past where she lived, and she said she wanted to discuss this further and she wanted me to come inside and talk about it. In particular she was concerned about her daughter becoming pregnant. She said do you realise what can happen when you ejaculate into her – she can get pregnant. It was then she informed me what happened to her was not going to happen to Sue and explained her early pregnancy – which resulted in Sue being born.


 

 

I was reluctant, but seeing she was concerned about her becoming pregnant I thought I had better discuss it with her. I had been led to believe she was already on oral contraception – it seems her mother had no idea, or that she was telling me lies. I didn’t know for sure she was, but as we had been having sex for almost two months and we survived the first month without her getting pregnant so I assumed she was telling me the truth. This months period was already late and that was unusual when you are on the pill.


 

 

When we got inside there was no sign of her daughter and her mother and I sat down in the lounge and she started firing questions at me about my previous relationships and experience with girls. I tried to be as honest as I could without getting Sue into the shit because I realised she had not been telling her mother the whole story.


 

 

I said I had been led to believe Sue was using oral contraception. The first time we had sex I ejaculated into her as she said she was safe. After that I never hesitated and always ejaculated into her. The first month she had her period on time so I had no cause to doubt her word.


 

 

Then her mother said we will soon see about that  and she took me up to Sues bedroom and said we are going to see if we can find them – I want to be sure she is either using the pill or telling me lies.


 

 

I was a bit upset that the two of us were going to Sues bedroom and searching her room.

I had never been in her room before – all our sex had been at my place. Fortunately the first place she looked was in Sue’s bedside table and she found the pills and unfortunately a vibrator - she obviously used to masturbate with.


 

 

Her mother took one look at it and said I wonder what else she is not telling me and put everything back.

 

 

I was fascinated – I had no idea she used a vibrator – I knew she masturbated because we had both done it to ourselves and shown each other how we did it, and then performed it on each other. One of the many, many things we had done together. Then she found a few photos of Sue naked with her shaved pussy. There were other girls in the photo as well.


 

 

Her mother said well I am shocked and I am sure these girls mothers don’t realise what they have done to themselves. What a load of tramps they all are.


 

 

I said I think we have found out all we need to know – then she put everything back and said forget we have been here.


 

 

I said I am sure Sue would be very upset if she knew what we had done.


 

 

Upset she said – she really has some explaining to do. Fortunately none of the photos I have of her nude and us fucking and her sucking my cock were there – they are all at my place. Sue now has a shape of hair and is not a smoothie because I don’t like bald girls. When I met her was bald but she let her hair grow and we have trimmed and shaped it now.


 

 

When we went back down stairs her mother said I want to see what is so fascinating to Sue – show me what you have been using in her, undo your belt and show me your penis.


 

 

I said no way – hell you have put me through hell talking about Sue and me and now you want me to strip off and show you my penis – that’s not on.


 

 

Then I report your actions to your parents and I will forbid you to see Sue again ever.


 

 

I said well what happens if I do show you – she smiled and said nothing changes – you and Sue can continue to see each other - but no sex. Where do you do it in your car?


 

 

I said we have never done it in a car – only in my bedroom.


 

 

Come on - let me see it she said and I reluctantly undid my belt and in view of the situation I was anything but aroused and my cock hung slack between my legs. I am fairly well endowed for 17 – I have a seven inch cock and its reasonably thick. I am hoping it may get bigger before I am 18 and it doesn’t grow any more I believe.


 

 

Her mother came toward me and she put her hand around my cock and said well I am happy that Sue is getting serviced by something reasonable. Not some scrawny young 6 inch piece of nothing. You are well endowed for 17 and as she held me she squeezed my cock and it began to harden. I hope this doesn’t hurt her.


 

 

I said she has never complained.


 

 

Were you her first lover she asked.


 

 

I said you had better ask her that.


 

 

She said you just answered that – you would be boasting if you were. That is something else I will have to clear up.


 


She was holding my cock in her hand and looking at my circumcision. I am glad you are cut she said.  

 

 

I stood there wondering what this woman was all about – she had chastised me for having sex with her daughter and now she was playing with my cock. I couldn’t help it and I firmed up to my full potential and she held my hard staff of 7 inches and then did something I had never even dreamed of – she got down and took my cock into her mouth. I was shocked. Sue  had done that to me and I wanted to return the favour for her but she was a bit too shy to let me give her oral – because we always had sex first she had cum in her cunt and  was too shy to let me go down on her like that. I had promised her one day I would do it for her before we had sex but sex was our main concern and were always in a hurry to start it and we always fucked before anything else.


 

 

She continued to suck me and I was a bit concerned but didn’t want to say anything, she said I see you are not complaining – you are enjoying it aren’t you. I was really enjoying it and she was giving me a wonderful sensation. I hadnt noticed but as she was sucking on my cock she had undone her blouse. Then I noticed her put her hand behind her back and unclip her bra and the next thing I knew she had my cock out of her mouth and between her two beautiful tits – I was titty fucking for the first time – Sues tits are still pretty young and firm and I doubt she could do what her mother was doing with my cock.


 

 

She looked up at me and said now that’s nice isn’t it – Does Sue do that for you.


 

 

I just shook my head – I was speechless and she was rubbing my cock between her tits and I looked down to see he glans of my cock peeping out from between her tits – it looked great.


 

 

She stood up and said take all your clothes off now – I want to see you naked.  She had me exactly where she wanted me and I was so embarrassed but did what I was told..


 

 

As I was doing that so was she and we both ended up naked, and looking at each other. For a woman of 35 she was in good shape. Not that I had anyone else to compare her too except the porn pics of other women.


 

 

Now she said you are going to show me what you and Sue do together – she is not the only one of us that has a liking for young men. I knew she was divorced – Sue and her lived alone and Sue had told me that they had broken up, but not why. I think I could see what the reason was – she liked young men and she had been caught out by her husband – well that’s what I imagined which I learned later was true. Her husband had caught her with a 16yo boy having sex together, and had been for a while it seems.


 

 

Any how she came to me and said I am not going to kiss you – that is something you and Sue can share alone. I do want you to fuck me though. I haven’t had sex for months and when I found out about you and Sue I knew I was going to relapse and knowing you were doing it to Sue decided I would have it with you as well. You will be a lucky boy – not many boys get a chance to have sex with a mother and daughter. It will be interesting for you to compare us.

She got onto her bed and I got down on op of her and she spread her legs and I saw her pink cunt. It really wasn’t much bigger than Sues, but she was hairy.


 

 

She said how do I look – I hope you like me.


 

 

I said I would prefer less hair but I can handle it.


 

 

She said next time there will be a lot less – I can do it any way you like.


 

 

I said anything but smooth – I like a girl to show some hair. (I could not believe I was being so frank with a woman of her age).


 

 

She said what is Sue like.


 

 

I said beautiful. I love the way she has it.


 

 

Should I do it the same she said.


 

 

I said No you do it differently, I think you would look good with a small patch or a strip.


 

 

That’s funny she said – the first boy wanted me to have a strip – he had never seen anything else other than a full bush until I shaved it for him, right in front of him. He actually masturbated and came from watching me.


 

 

I had entered her and was beginning to fuck her and she was enjoying it I could tell.


 

 

She said what do you like Sue doing – .


 

 

I said I don’t want to talk about Sue when I am with you.


 

 

She said well I will show you a few of my tricks and see if they are as good as Sues.

 

Sue and I only ever fucked missionary and doggy and cowgirl.

 

Over half an hour passed and I had done all three with her and a few more as well – she loved having my cock inside her in different ways.

 

I couldn’t believe that I was actually fucking Sues mother when I could have been fucking Sue. One thing that was different was her tits, they are bigger than Sue and they shake and wobble when I am fucking her hard, I loved looking down and see them shaking and bouncing about as I was fucking her.


 

 

She saw me looking and said go on suck on one. They are bigger than Sues and I bet you have sucked on hers.


 

 

I had  - and I did - get down on her and lick and suck and pull on both her nipples, it was great fun playing with them as I fucked her.


 

 

Then she said does Sue cum when you fuck her.


 

 

I said sometimes yes and sometimes no.


 

 

Do you cum every time you fuck her.


 

 

Yes – without fail.


 

 

I hope you are going to make me cum – it would be nice to know you have made the both of us cum.


 

 

I said I always believe a girl has to make herself cum – , she doesn’t if she doesn’t want to  I have heard.


 

 

Well that’s pretty true but a good guy can always get a girl to cum I have found. I am going to make sure I cum with you. I just hope you can last long enough.


 

 

After that we stopped talking and I got down to really fucking her missionary. We both were working on getting the most out our fuck. She was working her bum and cheeks hard and squeezing her cunt around my cock and I was shagging her hard and fast. It was just like I do it with Sue sometimes.


 

 

We had been fucking pretty hard for only about 5 more minutes when she said – fucking hell you have done it I am almost there  - slowly, now  slowly…. Slowly……keep it in deep ……and slowly……….. and then – Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh     shiiiiiiiiii       ttttttttt I am cumming, fucking hell I’m cumming……………. I’m cumming and I could feel her tensing her cunt muscles tightly around my cock and her legs were squeezing me and it felt fantastic, she was ramming her cunt up onto my cock hard now as she really worked her clit over me. Knowing she was cumming and I had made her do it. She grunted about four or five times and looked up at me and said – you were magnificent – now have your fun in me and she lay back and let me really fuck her hard. I loved the look of her tits shaking each time I went into her hard. I just watched them and fucked her as hard as I could. It took me another few minutes and the sound of me slapping into her could be heard all over the house – I was really getting stuck into her and then I came – grunt and spurt ---grunt and a second spurt -----and another grunt -----and I was till spurting into her. I think I came five times into her – I know it was more than I usually do although I have done it a lot in Sue at times.


 

 

After I finished cumming I lay on top of her for a minute or so and then she said it just slipped out – hop off now.


 

 

I got up and stood over her lying there and my cum was still dripping out of my cock.  I leant over and squeezed the last drops out onto her tits. She smiled ay me and said you are a little pro aren’t you then rubbed my cum into her nipples with her fingers and said later on I might get you to lick it off – does Sue do that.


 

 

I said no – I don’t cum on Sue just inside her.


 

 

Well she said now you have fucked mother and daughter – I wont ask you who is the best fuck – I can tell from the way you do it  - you don’t care – you just enjoy a good fuck with a good woman. I hope you realise that this wont be the last time we do it, now we have started we are going to keep it going. The only thing is Sue must never find out  - if I hear she knows about us – its all over over for you – neither her or I will be fucking you again ever.


 

 

Saturday afternoons are going to be busy for you while she plays hockey. She will be running around hitting a puck and you will be here fucking, not pucking. I just hope you have enough energy for Sue that night.


 

 

I said I will worry about that when the time comes.


 

 

We both got up and said come on lets clean up and we both went to the bathroom and we cleaned ourselves up.

 

 

We dressed and said to me – I really enjoyed that – sorry I had to go through all that rough stuff about you and Sue but I wanted you to know about you and her before us.


 

 

From now on I wont mention Sue and you and sex – you just enjoy it with both of us – I am sure we are both different and you will enjoy us both.


 

 

I fucked them both for about 3 months before Sue found out – that was rugged and I thought it was all over. The day she found out was hell. She arrived at my place howling her eyes out and yelling at me – just as well nobody else was home.


 

That ended up in a real howling argument and screaming match about me fucking her mother, and then her, all in the same day.  She was really dirty with me but couldn’t help herself. We yelled and screamed at each other and punched me wherever she could - then she burst into tears again and threw her arms around me and told me she loved me…… within minutes we were having sex again, she couldn’t help herself, and I didn’t mind at all. It was all so fast we hardly got our pants down. After we had both cum we just hugged and kissed each other and she said she was sorry and loved me. I told her I loved her too. We lay there together for ages – just hugging and kissing and not even fucking.


 

 

She and her mother it seems had had a similar argument and both said the other had to stop and neither would agree to.


 

 

In the end – to pacify sue I promised I would not sleep with her mother again. This was a promise I knew I would break.


 

 

The next time I fucked her mother was not a happy time – we argued while we fucked and neither of us could cum and we fucked for half an hour or more. We didn’t yell and scream but argued and neither of us would give in. I wanted to stop it with her and stay with Sue. Her argument was if I stopped it with her - it would be with Sue too. Either I had them both or not at all. I was in no mans land – I was happy to go with them both but had promised Sue I wouldn’t fuck her mother again.


 

 

I managed to keep the two of the separate for over a month and her mother knew I was fucking Sue, but Sue didn’t know I was fucking her mother as well.


 

 

I didn’t know how she found out, but once Sue found out I was convinced it would end – she refused to see me for over a week.

I still fucked her mother during that week but she knew my heart wasn’t in it.

 

 

I stopped seeing them both after that – and looked for another girl.


 

 

About three weeks later Sue and her mother it seemed had patched it up. Her mother pulled up next to me in the car and Sue who was in the back seat, told me to get in.

We went to their place and we talked and talked. They had decided what was going to happen and I had to agree. I could sleep with them both, they could live with that and so could I.  I could not sleep with her mother if Sue was in the house.  If Sue and I were fucking we had to close the door and she wouldn’t disturb us. That was fine by me.


 

 

The rules were laid out but didn’t last very long. The experience I had with each of them was not to be discussed between us. I didn’t talk to Sue about her mother and her mother was not to discuss my relationship with Sue.

Sue always wanted to know when I had fucked her mother though, and I always told her and that kept her happy.


 

 

One weekend her mother was going away and I arranged to sleep over with Sue at their place. Her mother was quite happy for us to do that and I had arranged with a mate to say I was sleeping at his place after a party.


 

 

Her mother came home early Sunday while Sue and I were actually having oral sex.

For some reason we didn’t mind when she came in while I was performing oral on Sue.


 

 

When we were finished she said she wanted to talk to both of us.


 

 

Things were and had been quite different between us all since the big reunion – they both knew when I was or had been with the other. On occasions they organised between them when I spent time with each one – the animosity was all over.


 

 

Her mother made a suggestion and Sue and I had a discussion about her proposition and we agreed. It took time to adjust but we did and had some fun in doing so.


 

 

From then on it was not unusual for the three of us to be in bed together – Sue and her mother never had a sexual relationship or sexual contact with each other in the beginning but I could engage with both of them at the same time. It was strange at first when I could be fucking one and having oral sex with the other one. It created some interesting times when one of us came while the other one was still going.  At first it was a bit awkward until we all realised it was great fun and the two of them soon accepted the fact some physical contact was acceptable between them but it never developed into full blown sex. They never had oral sex together, but occasionally their finger found an opening. I have no idea what constitutes incest but I was going to care - they enjoyed it and I was happy.


 

 

That was almost year ago now and we are all together still – Jan (Sues mother) has taken on a gym contract and has tightened up physically and visually and lost a bit of weight. They look more like sisters now than mum and daughter. I cannot believe how close they are now. We spend a lot of time together naked now and there are no hang-ups when I am having sex with either, and it can all happen openly and no closed doors.


 

 

Nobody knows I fuck both mum and daughter and I never want it known. Sue makes no secret about the fact she and I are lovers but I think every one of our friends realised that anyhow. Most of them sleep together.


 

 

I love Sue and really like her mother – she is something else – knowing and allowing Sue and I to sleep together at our ages in the beginning then becoming involved with me and then the three of us makes her somebody special. Sue and Jan are very close now and have no problems with sharing me sexually while Sue actually loves me. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for both of them but I would crawl over hot coals to get to Sue – She is an amazing woman.


 

Unfaithful - The story of Anna

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  1. Anna realizes

This was a really long day for Anna; she hates it when she gets customers all day long, one after one, just buying some small staff. Good long brakes are always app

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reciated.

Since she started working in this grocery shop down the street, she felt young again and productive. She earned enough money to take care of her needs and working from 8 to 5 is not always that bad.

Married for 7 years with 2 kids, she didn’t look bad at all. Actually, she looked quite sexy, she thought when she looked in the mirror in her bedroom. Smooth long legs which are not skinny, a nice round ass with a flat firm stomach, her breast were a nice smooth B size. Her white skin fits adequately her long 180 cm body and her brown hair just added the missing touch. She likes to tie it now and then, revealing her soft long neck and beautiful flourishing face.

This innocence she had in her eyes was deadly. That’s what her husband says at least. She knew that and she liked to be reminded of it.

After a nice 15 minutes of contemplation, she put her robe back on herself and went downstairs to the living room to relax in front of the TV.

She couldn’t help thinking how awful this day was, standing behind the counter, helping some customers find what they need, withstanding some flirting with a big smile… and… hmmm… that was strange; Mike, the shop owner and manager was a little bit strange today, it seemed like he kept looking at her in an unusual way, especially at her ass.

She doesn’t remember wearing anything special today. Her white and black skirt that went just above her knees, a normal top and her hair was loose. She did however bend over the counter to show some customers the different types of gums they had, and then her skirt might have gone up a little bit, but not too much. Mike always sat there to her left working with the bills, and he might have caught something.

She decided that tomorrow she’ll have more conservative clothes, just in case… She had a nice family. Although her husband, working in the basement on some research almost 24 hours a day, didn’t do his sexual homework, she still felt that he was her man.

She went to sleep early that night, but the smile on Mike’s face never left her mind…

“Doing your shopping early John today?”

“Yes pretty, nothing better than a nice good morning from a sexy face”, answered John who is a habitual flirter/customer.

She still wore the same skirt, only pushed it a bit higher and this time, she had a black “collant” and wore no bra. Why did she do that? She didn’t know, she actually didn’t think about it. Something ticked in her mind and she felt like it.

“Can I get my usual packs?”

This was John’s ass show everyday, she bent down knowing that he only stared at her ass, well she didn’t mind as long as he could only see the form from where he was standing.

But this time, she wanted to make sure where Mike was looking… She bent down; her skirt went up along the back of her legs just below her ass, and she tried to get the damn thing. Before standing back up, she peeked towards Mike just to see his face turned and bent trying to get a better view of her crotch.

Meeting her eyes, he smiled his face back to the bills. “Here you go, put it on your account John?”

“Thank you baby, see you”

There was a smile on her face, only this time it wasn’t a customer’s smile, it was a response to the smile that is not leaving Mike’s face.

She walked to him “See anything you like?” she asked still smiling.

“The best so far”, he answered back with a hope on his face.

“And your last”, she answered abruptly and went back to the counter, hiding a small smile on her face.

The day passed with them playing cat and mouse, she bending down or getting up to do her work, him peeking for a glance and trying naively to hide it. She was sure he got some nice shots there, her black pants that were sometimes visible, some good bending positions.

This was strange; her nipples were hard by the thought of what was happening, she could even feel some tension in her body, like the first time a boy holds her hand on a date. She was sure he was also looking at her nipples; they were also visible behind the fabric.

Everything happened with those two sentences only said, the tense silent was there, but she knew that she didn’t want anything to happen, this is good enough. But why the hell did she like it?

The next couple of weeks continued to be the same, she made sure she wore some nice revealing clothes and they both enjoyed the silent pleasures. Sometimes he would hit “unintentionally” her ass with the back of his hand while passing, making it a swift hit that made the firm flesh shake quickly.

Sometimes they would look at each others eyes trying to hold a smile but he never approached her openly and she didn’t understand why, not that she knew what the answer would be…

  1. It happens!!

It was a Tuesday when her husband dropped by her work to get her signature on something they needed for the house. Mike and Paul, her husband, know each other a little bit and so Mike took the opportunity to invite both of them to a dinner he was holding that same Friday.

“You bet we’re gonna’ be there, I have a couple of good old Cuban cigars we can try as well”, added Paul before he left.

Anna and Mike had been having this teasing game for some weeks now, but nothing serious or any approaches had happened so far. She was a little bit surprised to how cool Mike was when her husband was around, as if nothing was happening… Or probably there was nothing happening… Ouf… She didn’t want to think about it…

That day, she wore a white pant which fits her perfectly. It was this type of pants that one could tie it up from the front with a lace. She had a white string under it so that nothing could be seen when you look from behind. Her ass actually was clearly visible and the top she had on, also white, just left 10 centimeters of her stomach naked.

With her long and firm body, she felt herself irresistible. She tied her hair to reveal more of her neck. Deadly, she was just deadly… Or that’s what she thought Mike was thinking. But now after this, she was all confused. If something was happening, why was Mike so cool? After all, he’s not the Cazanova type of guys who had many girls.

But analyzing what was happening confused her more. Thinking that she is taking more time to get dressed, trying to tease Mike as much as possible is driving her insane: she didn’t understand what was happening.

“Oooowwwww, I want to eat your ass”, whispered her husband in her ears just as she went in the house. His hands were holding her butt firmly and her ass tensed immediately. Squeezing her ass, he started kissing her neck and his hands moved to the front of her stomach.

“Hmmmm…, ohhhh Paul this is good, it’s been some time…Hahhaaahaa…”

He was sucking on her neck, slowly moving from one place to another. At the same time, his hands were moving down under her pants… Ohhh this is good… He let the laces loose and her pants dropped. Paul took his right hand down to her pussy while his left still held her by her stomach.

Her neck was bent backward while he was still sucking it. His right hand was above her string with his two fingers clipping her clit. He moved them up and down slowly, softly… She loved every second of it… All her muscles were stretched… She couldn’t help it, she had to scream, she had to let the pleasure out…

“Ah, ah, oh yeah, aaaaahhhhhh, I want you now, fuck me now, please baby now”

He bent her over the table, his left arm still holding her by the stomach, and started kissing her ass cheeks… He was devouring them…

“I adore your ass baby”, he said breathless.

He was biting, kissing, sucking, licking… But he never stopped massaging her clit from above her underwear.

She was having it better before, his devouring her ass like a crazy man drove her to calm down, but at the same time, this excellent soft massaging of her clit made her drip enormously. This was actually making her last longer, it was creating some kind of a balance so she’s not coming… She’s just hung in this endless moment of pleasure.

Suddenly Paul stopped eating her ass but still continuing with his fingers. His left hand has left her stomach; she looked back to see him trying to unbutton his jeans. Owwwww… the thought of him fucking her, this sight turned her even crazier… Only this time, she couldn’t hold it…

“Ahhhhhhh, ah, aaaaahh yes, yes baby yes, oww this is so good”, she couldn’t catch her breath to speak. She felt him wiping up his wet fingers on her back.

“Did you like that? Yes?” Paul had his hand on his dick ready to put it in. Damn it’s so red it looks like he’s going to come. She hasn’t touched him yet… he was stressing on his teeth and was uncontrollable… this scared her a little but it’s her husband, he becomes like that in the few times he is horny.

He pulled her pants down abruptly, spread her legs and put his dick in her crotch directly. Although he didn’t massage it with his dick first, she was so wet that it went directly in.

“Ahhh…”, she screamed as his jammed it harder. His cock was not especially long but it was thick enough. And he knew how to take advantage of all the length he had. He took almost all out before he rammed it in again. Slowly out and jamming in.

His hands were holding her hips tight but he was fucking her without letting her move. She wanted him to go in faster and harder but he denied her this pleasure by holding her still with his hands. He was enjoying teasing her by getting it slowly in and out now.

It was itching inside of her when he moved it left and right while getting in. This round movement he made with his ass made her insane.

“Oww harder baby harder… Ahhhh, ah, ah, ah,…” now he was fucking the shit out of her. Fast and hard the way she liked it. She is coming again… His movements became faster and shorter… He was coming too…

“Ouuuwwwww”

“Ahhhh…..”

His dick was plunged in her, his warm sperm mixed with her cum. This was amazing. He took his cock out and let the last drops on her ass cheek. The fluid coming out of her was between her thighs.

“Oh my god baby you never did it that good before!!”

“I’m improving honey”, Paul answered with a smile of satisfaction.

“I mean I came twice and my top is still on me, this is quite an improvement!”, and she was really impressed. Her husband used to be the 5 minutes lasting sex man. He was totally ignorant and he didn’t do it much.

As he wiped his dick clean and set his trousers back, he explained where he got the tips from.

“You know these websites where they display amateur sex stories? They have some good descriptions of good sex, and it’s just to follow them”, he simplified the situation.

Anna laid on the table exhausted; she had had the best sex in her life so far, with the man she never thought could use his tongue and all this came as a “how was your day honey?” right after work.

She wiped herself directly, put her pants back on and took her wet underwear directly to the washing machine. Paul didn’t add a word after his website lesson story; he just turned and went back to his work.

Damn he was weird… 7 years and still his behaviors are weird for her… He always acts like that and when they met she liked him because of it, now it is time to grow up, be nice a little bit… a kiss… a “I’d better head back to work” even is enough.

She’s tired. A nice fuck and a long day at work, she needed to take a hot bath and relax the whole evening. Taking a short nap in the bathtub, she got out of the bathroom and went to sleep directly… it didn’t take her more than a couple of minutes to go into deep sleep…

Nice jazz music was playing in the house when Paul and Anna went in. Mike’s house was around 30 minutes drive so they agreed that she drives and Paul drinks. A very happy Mike opened the door for them and greeted them in.

“Paul… and beautiful Anna”, it took Mike around 1 minute to finish contemplating her.

She was wearing a black dress that goes 5 cm above her kneed, with an open top that drew a V shape between her breasts. She had no bra on because the dress left her back naked. She wore a black “collant” that went up halfway under her skirt. High heels on her feet and a well done hair at the hairdresser, Anna looked magnificent.

“Thank you Mike, a bit different than work clothes, hehe”, she replied smiling. Her heart was beating since they both understand that it is not the case.

“Oh come on in, come on in”, asked them Mike and he lead them into the living room where the majority of the guests, around 20, were sitting or standing trying to be social.

Anna was directly dragged into a group of 3 women discussing bullshit while Paul excused himself to get a couple of drinks and chat with some acquaintances he knows. The party went on smoothly for a couple of hours, when the music turned into slow and guests started dancing.

Paul, who was chatting with some girl in the kitchen, came and took her right hand to dance. Almost everybody was dancing and Paul’s head was leaning on her left shoulder. Looking to her left, she met Mike’s eyes; he smiled while lowering his two hands to the ass of the girl he was dancing with… She turned her head feeling some kind of jealousy… What the fuck was he doing, she’s not even his girlfriend; that is if he has one… She plunged into silence and was moving with the music…

“Can I break in?” interrupted them Mike while a new song was starting to play.

Taking her left hand and placing his right around her waste, they began moving with the slow music.

“Nice party you have here, Mike” she interrupted.

“Beautiful guests as well” he answered looking straight in her eyes.

“Thank you” she was smiling, “I am overwhelmed with compliments tonight”.

Mike pulled her closer by putting both his hands around her waste. She could feel he was horny through his pants. Damn her heart was beating so hard… His hand slipped down a little bit and now he was contouring her string from the top… She felt it, she knew it, and he knew that, the tension was building without any direct approach.

Now he was massaging her back right above her string line with his 3 middle fingers… Pressing more, there was no more room for playing the ignorant… She had both her arms hanged behind his shoulders and she pressed a little bit…

His three fingers are now getting down more and more and pressing her dress to the skin. His middle finger was moving slowly down the first opening between her butts. Then he started to speak… or not… she could feel his breath on her neck but he wasn’t speaking, he was blowing softly on her neck… Damn it felt amazing; she pressed him even harder for she couldn’t take it anymore.

She could feel the wetness between her legs… Mike’s lips were now almost touching the bone apparent above her shoulder; she could feel the moisture coming out of his mouth almost touching her…

 “Cheers to our host for this wonderful party” someone broke into the silence just when the music went off.

Mike turned around and was smiling to the people. They were standing backside to the wall so he took the opportunity and slid his left hand on her ass and started massaging it. Feeling a little bit uncomfortable, she tried to do something but everybody was looking and she didn’t want to make a scene… Or was it that the reason? She actually enjoyed it, but she couldn’t risk her husband noticing anything. So politely, she moved forward and went into the kitchen.

Paul was chatting with one of his friends in the party, so she thought of going upstairs to the bathroom. She saw Mike socializing a little bit and he noticed her on the stairs. Before she disappeared in the second floor, she saw him excuse himself…

She went through the first door she saw, it was a bedroom… the room was dark and was lit only by the light of the moon outside. She took the opportunity to sit down and freshen up her mind. The thoughts were rushing inside her head… She was horny as hell; Mike explicitly played his hands around her ass and she didn’t mind…

The door opens, a small light enters from the small opening as a shadow slides in. Without noticing the figure, she knew it was Mike. A dead silent filled the room. As he approached, the moon lit his face and she felt her heart pumping again. Without any words, he sat next to her.

She fell back on her back and landed on her elbows. She was starting to talk when she felt his fingers on her knee. Sitting there leaning backward, her legs were making a 30 degrees angle downward and were half open.

He slowly slid his hand downwards between her thighs… They were cold and her legs tensed immediately. He started massaging her inner thighs, still above the “collant” up and down. She was getting really wet… she closed her eyes and let him finish what he was doing.

His hands moved closer now to her wet pussy and he started touching her underwear slowly with his middle finger. She was so wet by now that all of her string underwear is filled with moist. He continued stroking her pussy slowly until she couldn’t take it.

“Ah, ah, ahhhhh…” she was moaning at each stroke. Slowly, he moved his mouse close to her neck and started kissing her. Now all his hand was wrapped above her crotch and he slid his finger under her clothes and straight into her pussy. His mouth was now nearing the top of her left breast and he tried to remove it with his nose. Unsuccessful, he took his left hand, pulled it away quickly, revealing her beautiful tit. He started sucking on her nipple immediately, eating and biting her breast, trying to put it all in his mouth. He was covering her breast with it and teasing her nipple with his tongue. All this while he jammed two fingers in her crotch.

She took his head with her hands as she couldn’t take the teasing of her nipple longer. She pulled him back, unzipped his pants and started massaging his dick from outside the fabric of his underwear. Before she realized it, Mike had her dress hanging by her waist and was struggling to get her pants off, she helped him do that as she struggled herself to get his dick out of his boxers so hard it was.

Both naked, he flipped her over, making her sit on her knees with the her ass showing up, and then he started licking her pussy. First slowly and then more violently. She was pleased to hear the sound of approval that he made when he saw her perfectly shaved pussy. He took his dick in his hand and guided it to her entrance massaging her clit for a while with it. Anna was so horny and wet that she was trembling all over. She actually came so hard right before he could get all his dick inside of her.

“Damn that was fast”, said Mike.

“Oh,… fuck me please…, come on,…”. Before the sentence was over, Mike had already plunged his dick into her, and started moving fast, making his stomach slap her at her ass. “Oh my god I’m coming again”, Anna couldn’t stop it, the whole situation made her so horny. Her body couldn’t keep up with the flow of her thoughts.

Suddenly Mike takes his dick out of her and start cumming on her back.

“Damn, that came far”, cried Anna when she realized that his cum lay where her bras should be.

“Liked it?”, asked Mike with a wide smile on his face.

Anna didn’t answer, she cleaned herself, dressed up again and went to meet her husband. “See you on Monday…”, she dropped before she left Mike putting on his clothes.

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The Machine

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The Machine

Chapter 1 Cheating

 

 

He followed her to her door.  The door was locked; it meant that her mother was either out or had gone to bed.  She was nervous putting her key in the lock

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.  When she finally succeeded in withdrawing the bolt she turned to say good night and found him standing on the landing next to her. 

 

“I had a wonderful time this evening…” she began as she held out her hand to him to shake.

 

He did not wait for her to finish her speech, but slipped his hand around the back of her neck.  He pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers.  At first she resisted, but her sexual desire combined with the wine he had pushed at her all evening soon over powered her sense of proper deportment and she relaxed into his arms.

 

She was more than just a big girl, she was fat.  Her size had limited her social life and left her naive about dating situations.  She only knew what she had read, or seen in movies, or fantasized about when she was alone and her hands were massaging her breasts or exploring between her legs.

 

He was not like her at all.  He was successful, good looking and experienced.  As she relaxed, he opened her mouth with his tongue and his fingers brushed her face and neck.  He was in no hurry.  He had been confident that he would fuck her from the moment she agreed to have dinner with him.  They worked together and she had been positive that this would be a professional meeting.  She had no intention of letting anything romantic develop, but he had little interests in her intentions.  He knew women’s bodies.  She was late twenties, maybe thirty.  The office talk and his observations assured him that no one was mounting her, and from her manner, he guessed that no one had touched her in years if ever.

 

The evening had gone well.  She didn’t know how to drink, or socialize, but all indications were that she was naturally obedient.  She said she didn’t drink, but he had poured wine for her and when he told her to drink it she had done as he had instructed.  He had told her what to order.  Early in the evening, his directions could have been mistaken for suggestions, but as evening and the wine flowed, he became more and more assertive.  Now at her door she was submitting to his stimulating touch.  He could feel her desire for him to get on her breasts.  She was even starting to squat a little, spreading her legs, and he could smell that she was soaking through her panties.

 

“Invite me in” he commanded.

 

“It’s late, and my mom…” she started to protest, but his gentle finger pressed to her lips and silenced her.  He reached around her and turned the knob on the door.  He motioned with his head and she preceded him into the small one story house.  The living room and the kitchen were separated by a small breakfast bar that seemed to function as the dining room table.  In the center of the living room was a sofa that faced a large television that sat against the opposite wall.  The cushions on one side were compressed far more than the other.  It told him a lot about how she and her mother spent their evenings.

 

He went to the counter and set down the half empty bottle of red wine he had brought with him from the restaurant.  He found a large glass in the kitchen cupboard and emptied the bottle into it.  It all took less time that she needed to cross the room to the sofa.  He intercepted her before she could sit down.

 

“Aren’t you having any?” She asked as he stepped in front of her before she could plant her self in her usual position.

 

“Where is your bedroom?” he asked, ignoring her question as he thrust the glass into her hand.  “Drink some of this; it will help you relax.”  She did not answer his question, but her glance down the hallway that lead from the living room told him what he needed to know.  “Come along now.  I’m going to fuck you.”  He was gambling that she was drunk enough to respond to his direct approach.

 

Her mouth opened in shock, but her hips moved forward indicating that her body was far more willing than her mind.  Before she could say anything his hand grabbed the back of her neck and he pressed his open mouth against hers.  His tongue pushed through her lips and his free hand slid down the front of her low cut dress.  His fingers slipped into her bra cup and began working on her left breast.

 

He withdrew his tongue and lifted his mouth off of hers.  Her open mouth was panting now and her eyes were looking longingly into his. She put her free hand on the breast he was working on to hold him in place, and encourage him to continue.

 

“I want to be gentle” he said.  “I don’t want to hurt you, so you need to do exactly as you’re told.”  Her eyes were glazed over and she just nodded at his command.  The instruction was carefully said; calculated.  He had been preparing her for this moment all evening.  He had perceived weeks earlier that she had a natural tendency to be submissive.  He had watched all evening as the alcohol had stimulated and strengthened the natural tendency.  By tomorrow she would feel differently, but for tonight she was his.

 

He moved his hand from the back of her neck to her arm just above her elbow and moved her off down the hall way toward her bed.  Her resistance was half hearted at best.  The hallway was narrow and she was staggering from her inebriated condition.   There really wasn’t room for him to walk beside her and he was forced to withdraw his hand from her tit.

 

“I should tell you” she apologized, “I haven’t had a lot of experience with this.”  He smiled and stifled the urge to laugh at her obvious understatement. 

 

He wondered if it was more from her being shy, or her being fat that had limited her social life.  It was probably a combination.  If she went to bars with friends, she would have been the fat girl that a group of guys would have always joked about.  Who was going to fall on the grenade?  She was astute enough to know the jokes were about her, and so she probably did not go out with her friends, if she even had any.  Women were even harder on fat women than men were.

 

His hands brushed her hair and he kissed her again.  It was not necessary.  He knew her pussy was already wet enough to penetrate.  Even without her own juice, he had brought enough lubricant to keep her screaming for half the night, but he liked what kissing did to her.  His kisses also distracted her while he unzipped her dress and his hands explored her.

 

He had her out of the dress in almost nothing.  Her breasts would probably have been quite small if she were not so fat.  The nipples were almost nonexistent; just dark red patches lying flat on over inflated tits.  It further confirmed his theory that she had not seen much action even when she was younger.  Young boys would usually mount anything, but they usually liked to suck tits, and the sucking usually developed the nipples.  Maggie’s looked as if they had never been touched.

 

He got the bra off and was working on the slip when he encountered a little resistance.  She said she was not comfortable with him seeing her body, and wanted to keep the slip on.  Well, her mind was not completely gone.  He wondered what would have happened if he had insisted.  It was not worth finding out.  Her body was not something he needed to see to help with his erection anyway.  His cock had started to stiffen before they left the restaurant.  He had been ready since he had told her to invite him in and she had submitted.  He was hard enough to pop the cherry of a twelve year old.  It didn’t matter to him what she looked like.  He was only interested in the warm wet hole between her legs, and filling her.

 

He pulled a pillow off the bed from under the comforter and dropped it on the floor at the edge of the bed.  Normally he liked the first fuck to be from the front between the legs.  He preferred to strip a girl down always keeping his cock buried in his underpants until his hips were firmly between the woman’s thighs, and he had her arms pinned above her head.  Then when she was helpless he would pull down his under ware and let her see what she was about to get.  Women always panicked when they saw his cock.  Usually they would struggle and try to stop him before he shoved it into them.  He would kiss them to stifle their protests, and force himself into them as they desperately struggle to close their legs.  

 

He had never met a woman that had not found his first penetration painful.  Even the black whores in Southern Africa panicked when they saw him.  He was long and he was thick and stiff as an iron pipe.  When they panicked they struggled, and then he would rape them.  He loved forcing their little holes open and stretching their tunnels.  He was big enough to fill any woman he had ever met, and he knew what he was doing well enough to force an orgasm from even the most reluctant.  They usually cried when he went in screamed while he pumped them and in the end begged him not to pull out.  He especially loved married women.  A few nights in the sack with him always made their husbands worthless to them.

 

Maggie was different.  First of all, she was no ninety pound weakling.  She lifted a couple hundred pounds every time she stood up.  Subduing her might prove more than he was up to and secondly he knew that the more a woman had to be forced, the more humiliated she would feel the next day.  He had to work with her at the office, and he wanted to keep on using her after tonight.

 

“Get down on your knees and pull down your panties” he instructed. A little pressure on her shoulders overcame her reluctance and he turned her around in front of him.  He had taken off his shoes at her front door, and now a little pressure on the back of her knees from his bare foot convinced her to get down into position for him.

 

She bent forward and put her hands on the bed to steady her heavy body as she lowered to knees.  He stripped his shirt and jeans as she reached up under he slip and pull down her panties.  She got them down to her knees before he was kneeling behind her.  His chest pressed against her should blades as he ordered to bend forward.

 

Her bed was high enough that her knees lifted off the floor as her as her stomach pressed down on the edge of the mattress.  He hooked the waist band of her panties between his big and first toe and pulled them down to her ankles and off of her feet.  So far she was presenting nicely.

 

His hands slid up her thighs over the thick layers of cellulite.  She was soaking wet and the scent of her desire was heavy on her.  She groaned as his fingers spread her.  Like the rest of her body, she had big lips puffy with fat.  His finger slid down her crack as she spread her legs.  In the dim light he saw her chubby hands gripping into the comforter on the bed as he lightly touched her clitoris.  He reached into the pocket of his jeans where he had abandoned them on the floor and brought out a small tube of KY jelly.  She was plenty wet, but he was planning a long session, and didn’t want to take any chances with her getting sore.

 

His left hand held the back of her neck as he slid the fingers of his right back up toward her hole.  She was struggling to keep quiet as he played with her.  Mostly he just rubbed her lips and teased her clit and vagina opening.

 

“Are you ready?” he asked.

 

“Yes” she moaned.

 

“I like my women to ask for it” he explained.  “Go on, ask me to fuck you.”  She turned her head and looked up at him confused.  “Go on, say it; ‘please fuck me.’”

 

“Please…” she was hesitant, but his encouraging expression gave her courage.  “Please fuck me” she said.  With that he pushed his middle finger into.  “Oh my god” she cried, slamming her fist into the mattress.

 

She wasn’t a virgin, but he doubted that she used tampons.  He moved his finger around in her, rubbing her exploring her.  She was easy to arouse.  If she had ever been fucked, it had been by a very small man.  Well, it was time for her to learn the facts of life.

 

She was gyrating her hips beneath him encourage his finger.  He tightened his grip on her neck and withdrew his hand.  He pulled down his under ware and guided his cock to her lips.  He had enough experience to find her tiny hole without assistance, but he wanted to rub the head of his penis on her before penetration.

 

“Try to relax and spread your legs” he ordered.  “It will make it easier.”

 

“What…” suddenly she realized it had not been his cock in her before.  “No” she cried as she felt the pressure of the head against the hole that was far too small to him.  His cock was nearly a foot long and as thick as her wrist.  The dark read head forced its way into her.  He tightened his grip on her neck enough to hurt.  It was all he could do to hold the big woman down.

 

“No… No, take it out” she begged.  “It’s too big.  It hurts.”

 

“Lie still and spread your legs” he suggested.  “I will make it easier.  I’ll take it out when I’m done with you.  Now be a good little girl and lie still while I pump you.” 

 

Once the head broke through the tight little ring of her vagina entrance it was easier to push more of it into her.  He knew from experience that once he got at least four of five inches of his cock up her it would be more painful for her to move than to stay still: then she would stop struggling and let him fuck her.  All women worried about their pussies and she would submit rather than risk damaging her cunt by squirming.

 

She felt good and he considered abandoning the gentle approach in favor of something a little more satisfying, but he had invested a lot of time in getting her into this position, and he had more long term plans in mind.  He decided he would be gentle as long as she cooperated, but if she needed a lesson in obedience he again give hard fucking more serious consideration.  For now he settled for a slow steady pumping.  He could feel the conflict in her body.  Being stretched was painful for her, but on the other hand, his cock was rubbing places that had never been touched.  Slowly arousal was winning.

 

“Please stop” she begged.  “Please you’re too big for me…”

 

“I’m sorry” he replied.  “I know it hurts a little, but I’m going to fuck you.  I know it’s not your fault you have such a small cunt, but you are never going to be any good to me if I don’t stretch you out a little.  Try to relax and don’t fight me.  Don’t make me force you.”

 

She lay still and took it.  His dominant attitude seemed to increase her arousal.  She began to groan each time he pushed into her.  Soon she was trembling and swinging her knees under him.  She griped at the comforter on the bed as her first orgasm consumed all of her feelings.

 

When it ended, he lay still on top of her forcing himself not to explode in her.  Her first climax had taken less than half an hour.  He gave her ten minutes before he started up on her again. The second climax came quicker that the first.  Her discomfort was subsiding, and the huge cock buried deep in her stimulated her more than her mind could control. 

 

He kept at her giving her only brief rest periods between each session, never withdrawing from her.  After the third orgasm, she was panting, but she never complained as he just kept using her.  Finally he informed her that he was ready to fill her and that he was going to get a little rougher.

 

“Please don’t cum in me” she begged.  “I’m not on birth control, and I think I might be fertile.”

 

“Shhh…” he said.  “Don’t think about that now.  I’m going to breed you; it’s the way a woman is meant to be fucked.  Just concentrate on what I’m doing to you.  This is going to hurt.”

 

He lifted slightly and drove his cock straight down into her G spot.  She gasped as and tried to lift up off the bed, but his hands on the back of her head held her down and he began pumping her hard as he held her down by forcing her face into the mattress.

 

Each thrust slammed into the end of her tunnel.  He moved his hips to the left and raked the head of his penis along the right side of her vagina and then repeated the move on the other side.  Finally once more down into her spot, and then he drove hard straight into her.  She screamed in pain, but her vagina clamped down on him in a gut wrenching orgasm.  Her ass started bucking uncontrollably on the bed and he began pumping her full of the white cream.

 

When he finished he collapsed on her soft body, his weight adding to her own against the bed.  She lay perfectly still beneath him to exhausted to move.  His penis softened in her, but its length remained.  Eventually he pulled it out of her like a foot of rope.  Semen flowed out of the gaping hole it left behind and ran down her leg.

 

“Go clean yourself up” he said as his hands on her shoulder helped her straighten up.  More seminal fluid flowed out of her as she closed her legs.  Her heavy thighs came together but the white liquid continued to flow out of her open pussy hole and ran down the back of her legs.  “Be sure and wash yourself inside.”

 

She waddled off to the bathroom.  He heard the water running.  She was taking a shower.  He turned the covers down and stretched out on the bed.  Now he heard other noises, faint and muffled coming from the hallway.  He would have investigated if he had not figured out what they were.

 

She expected that he had gone when she finally came out of the bathroom.  Her eyes were dilated from the lights in the bathroom and she was blind in the darkness.  She made her way to the bed before he spoke.

 

“Kneel down on the floor again” he instructed.  She jumped back and nearly fell over in surprise.  He ignored her discomfort and repeated the instruction.

 

Her eyes adjusted to the dim light and she saw him swing his legs over the edge of the bed.  He reached out and took her hand pulling her forward.  She came to him dropping to her knees onto the pillow he had set out for her between his feet.

 

“Open your mouth” he commanded.  His cock had stiffened again in her absence, and he bent it down toward her with one hand as he put the other on the back of her head and pulled her forward.  She tried to protest, but the end of his penis was already forcing itself into her mouth. His penis was still wet from being up her pussy.  “Be careful to keep your teeth off me.  My cock is very sensitive.  Use your tongue and the roof of your mouth.  Make it feel like a pussy.” 

 

He took her hands and wrapped them around his shaft.  Her chubby fingers could not reach all the way around.  Even with the head deep in her mouth, there was still room for both of her hands on his shaft.  It was all she could do to get her mouth around the thick penis he forced her to take.  He showed her how to rub him and kept her head moving up with both of his hands gripping her hair.  She protested and squirmed, but just as a young boy can control a twelve hundred pound horse with a bit in its mouth and rope on its head, the big girl had no choice but to suck him.

 

“Swallow it” he ordered.  His cock throbbed in her mouth he shoved her head forward driving the penis deep into her and making her gag.  It was a simple decision; swallow or drown.  She gulped again and again as he pumped her full.  When he finished he released her and she jerked her head off him.  She coughed and scurried back to the bathroom.

 

“I’m going to be sick” she mumbled.  He followed her and stood in the doorway as she knelt in front of the toilet. 

 

He considered mounting her from behind and fucking her.  If she did actually did vomit it would cause constrictions in the vagina and that could be interesting, but he decided that might be a little to graphic for her.  She waited, but the urge to regurgitate never came and eventually she picked her self up.  He handed her a damp cloth to wipe her face and then the half empty glass of wine to finish.

 

“I didn’t like that” she complained when she had finished the wine.  “Don’t you ever…”

 

“You will get used to it” he interrupted.  “Come on back to bed.  I’ll give you the last one in your pussy.”  He took her by the wrist and led her back to the waiting bed.  She crawled on to the bed and he lay beside her.

 

“How long has it been since you have been fucked?” he asked.  She hesitated.  She had no intention of telling him about the one other experience she had had, but she found her self answering anyway.  There was something about the way he told her to do things, she just obeyed.

 

“Almost fourteen years ago” she began.  “It was after my junior prom.  I wasn’t going to go.  No one had invited me.  Then my best friend told me she had fixed me up with this really cool guy.  He was a senior, and he was almost nineteen.  She said he had broken up with his girlfriend and wanted to take me.  I was really young and stupid, or I just wanted to go so bad I never thought about why anyone would want to go with a fat girl like me.”

 

They had gone to the prom.  Maggie’s mom had gotten her a new prom dress.  It was white, with a low neckline and an even lower back.  It was altered to fit her and it hid her real size and weight well.  Kevin had been attentive and danced with her and brought her red punch to drink that he spiked from a flask that he kept in the breast pocket of his tux jacket.  He generally took good care of her.  She had talked with girls that were the dates of other cool guys and she was on top of the world.

 

They left around one.  Kevin had borrowed his father SUV and they drove out of town and parked in a deserted place near the cemetery.  Maggie had assumed he was taking her home.  It never occurred to her that he had other plans.  She was just fourteen.

 

When they stopped he told her to get in the back.  That was the first time she asked were they were.  He got out and came around to the passenger side of the car and almost pulled her out of the seat.  She had told him no when he opened the back door of the truck and she saw the inflated air mattress in the bed in the back.

 

“Look” he said.  “I kept my end of the bargain.  I showed you a good time at the dance.  Now it’s your turn.  Get in and pull up that pretty little prom dress of yours.”

 

“What are you talking about?” She demanded.  “What bargain?”

 

“Angela said you would put out if I took you to the prom” he explained as he turned her toward the opening and pushed her forward.

 

She stumbled and crawled into the back of the van on her hands and knees.  She was shocked.  Her best friend had pimped her for a date to the prom.  At first she just couldn’t believe it.  She went numb.  By the time she got her senses back she was on her knees on the mattress and he had pulled her skirt up over her hips.  She turned to push him off, but he pushed her sideways as she turned and she fell on her side.  He grabbed her ankles and rolled her onto her back.

 

“No… No… Stop it…” she had demanded, but then he pulled out the knife.  It glistened in the moonlight.  He had only intended to use it to cut off her panties, but it terrified her so much that she froze.  His hand slid down her inner thigh, and she opened her legs to avoid being cut.  Probably if she had brought her foot up and kicked him in the face she could have knocked him out of the SUV and then got out and beat the crap out of him.  She had relived the scene in her mind a thousand times since it happened.  Each time she came up with something she could have done to change the outcome, but at the time she opened her legs and he believed it meant that she was willing despite what she had said.

 

He cut the center panel out of her panties and then the side allowing him to move the protective cloth out of the way and expose her.  He threw the knife aside and lay down between her thighs putting his weight on her chest.  He pushed his mouth on hers as he used his hands to unbutton his pants and take out his penis.  She felt his fingers fumbling with her lips and searching for her hole.

 

“Well, well” he said.  “You really want this don’t you?  You’re wetter than a half fucked slut in whore house.”

 

It was all he said.  Then he rammed his cock up her.  He ripped through her hymen and opened her up.  He was probably completely unaware that she had been a virgin.  He pumped away at her for a few minutes and then ejaculated.  He probably never even noticed that she was crying.

 

After he finished he kissed her quick, put his hands on her breasts to push himself up and jerked his cock out of her.  He crawled out of the truck, pulled his pants up and got in behind the wheel.  He left her in the back and drove her home.

 

When he opened the back of the truck she was still laying there with her dress up and her legs open just as he had left her.  Blood and semen were running out of her.  She was numb from the experience.  Her friend had promised him he could fuck her if he took her to the prom.  He had taken her.  She had let him fuck her.  She guessed that made her a slut, or maybe a whore.  It was so totally opposite of how she had considered herself.  It changed her forever.

 

“Listen” he asked as he pulled her dress down.  “If you can keep a secret, I would be willing to see you again.  Just for sex, I mean.  I kind of liked fucking you, even though you are fat and all.  I was thinking if you wanted, I could come do you a couple times a week or something; maybe Wednesdays after football practice and Sunday nights.  Of course, it would have to be our secret.  I mean, I wouldn’t want kids at school to know I was doing a fat girl.”

 

Her face reddened with anger.  He mistook it for embarrassment.  She stomped off toward her front door.  The truck peeled away before she reached it.

 

Her mother had said hello and asked her how it had gone without looking up from the TV.  If a commercial had not come on at that instant she probably would not have turned and saw the blood stain on the ass of Maggie’s dress as she walked toward her room.  Her mother may have never realized that her daughter had been opened that night.

 

Maggie said that she hated Kevin and what he had done to her, but she told the story with so much detail, that Dran realized that she had relived the experience again and again.  It was probably her favorite masturbation fantasy.

 

Dran rolled over on top of her.  She was to fat to do a proper missionary fucking, but he arched his back and brought his penis into position for penetration.  He laid his chest on top of hers and put his hands between her legs to spread her thighs, mimicking her first sexual experience.  Just as before she was wet and he drove his cock deep into her.  She gasped as he began fucking her for the third time.

 

“No… No…” she whispered, more to herself than for him.  She was well aware that he was not going to stop but it reinforced that she had no choice, and that was what she needed to start her orgasm.

 

He had intended it to be quick.  He wanted to try to match her first experience.  He was hoping that he would get substituted for Kevin when she played with herself, but her moaning caused him to delay.  She was going to come again and he wanted to feel her giving it to him.

 

He finally did put another load into her just after she climaxed and got off her and pulled out of her.  She attempted to get up to go wash out her cunt, but he pushed her back down.  The last glass of wine, the orgasm and the lateness of the night had left her exhausted and unsteady.

 

“Leave it in” he advised.  “I had a vasectomy several years ago.  You will not get pregnant.”  She tried to look shocked and accusing, but sleep was coming on her fast.  He pulled her night gown down and covered her with a sheet.  He kissed her on the forehead and told her good night.  “I think we should give your pussy a few days to rest.  Let’s get together next Tuesday for another session.”  She only half heard him.

 

He pulled on his pants and put on his shirt on leaving the buttons undone.  He slipped down the hall barefoot.  He noticed the thick carpet was matted down just outside of the bedroom door and had damp spots.  The house was dark as he made his way through the living room toward the front door.

 

“Did you enjoy my little girl?”  The old woman’s voice was not a complete surprise even though he had not seen her on the couch.

 

“Good evening Mrs. Rutherford” he replied without turning around.

 

“Took you long enough to get off on her” the voice was accusing.  “I suppose it’s a little tough her not being the centerfold type and all, but don’t you dare just disappear now and never come to see her again.”

 

“Good evening Mrs. Rutherford” he was not about to explain himself to the old lady or anyone else.  He took three more steps toward the door and reached for the handle.

 

“Does your wife know your not working late tonight?” The old woman asked.  Dran froze in his tracks.  “Oh yes, I checked you out a little when Maggie told me she had a business meeting with one of her coworkers.  She may be a little inexperienced, but I didn’t just fall off the turnip truck.”

 

“I don’t take kindly to treat or innuendo” Dran replied.

 

“You just treat my daughter nicely and I won’t get involved with your affairs” she offered.

 

Dran’s opinion of the old woman shifted as he began to see her as a mother wanting to protect her daughter than just an old busybody who liked to masturbate to the sounds of live porn.

 

“Maggie is grown woman” he said.  “She knows her own mind, but if you wish to fill in your calendar, I believe she is busy next Tuesday.”

 

Maggie’s mother got off the couch and crossed the room to meet Dran properly.  She was wearing a house coat over a thin night gown.  She was not at all like her daughter.  She was thin and in great shape.  She looked to be in her late thirties, but she had to be at least mid forties, possibly pushing fifty.  She stepped up to him and held out her hand.

 

“My name is Angela” she said holding out her hand and offering a new begining.  As she did so, her robe fell open in the front.  She made no move to close it.  “I am very protective of my daughter, maybe to protective.”  Dran took her hand and held it more than shook it.

 

“My name is Dran” he said, “but you already know that don’t you.”

 

“A woman is told her whole life to cover up her body” Angela explained, “especially the area between her legs.  It’s easy for a woman to get the idea that there is something wrong with her; maybe she is ugly under her clothes.  You can imagine what it does to her when a man seduces her and she gives him what he wants and then he never calls or wants her again.  She could start to think that when he got her clothes off he saw something he didn’t like.”

 

“I suppose that could happen” Dran replied, “Although it has never happened to me.”

 

The nightgown that Angela wore was very shear.  Unlike Maggie’s fat round breasts, her mother’s were smaller with long nipples that had been fully developed either by a baby’s sucking or extensive massage from the man who fucked her.  Her breast sagged slightly, but not a lot considering her age.  He stomach was flat and she had recently shaved her pussy hair.  She looked good for a woman of any age.

 

He said goodnight again and made his way out to his small SUV.  He lived less than two miles away and at one AM, there was almost no traffic.  He slipped into his house, showered in the down stair bathroom and left his clothes in the laundry room.  He was naked when he climbed the stairs and slipped into bed behind his wife.  He had been careful to be quiet so as not to wake her, but she turned over and crawled under his arm to sleep on his chest.

 

“How was it?” she asked.  “I gather you got her into bed.”

 

“It was ok” he said.  “She is small.  She is going to need some work to stretch her out so I can use her properly, but she is naturally submissive and I think if I take my time with her she will be very cooperative.”

 

“You are going to see her again then?”  Her voice sounded hopeful.  “You made her come didn’t you?”

 

“Oh yea, I made her come” he sighed.  “You can never really know how a person will react, and I suspect that tomorrow she will be feeling used and angry.  She will stomp around, and have a lot of nasty things to say, then Saturday, she will calm down, and by Sunday she will be itching and start masturbating again with a whole new set of fantasies.  By Monday she will be much nicer and ready to get fucked again by Tuesday.”

 

“I’m sorry” Shaminie said.  “I know you don’t really like fat girls.  I guess it isn’t all that much fun for you, but I really appreciate having the night off.  If I was just a better wife…”  He leaned over and kissed her forehead.  It broke her chain of thought and ended her apology.

 

“Unfortunately” he explained.  “The only person I really want to fuck is you.  What she looks like really doesn’t matter.  Even if she were this skinny little Pilipino girl that looked exactly like you I would still rather mount you.  She is naturally obedient, and she has a tight pussy, that I will stretch out to fit my penis and I think I can train her spread for me.  I told her Tuesday.  I think with proper schooling I can use her Tuesdays and Thursdays.  That will give you a couple nights week and it will be good for both of us.”

 

“Do you want to fuck me now?” she asked.

 

“I’m fine” he said.  “We can wait until morning.”  She squeezed him and kissed his pectoral muscle.

 

“I love you” she said.

 

“I love you too” he said and kissed the top of her head.

 

He slept until almost six.  She was already in the shower by the time he finally awoke.  He slipped out of bed and joined her.  She stood almost five feet tall and maybe weighed ninety ponds soaking wet.  Her skin was naturally a light brown and she had long flowing black hair.

 

She lifted her leg and put her foot up on the soap dish dispenser that was mounted in the shower wall.  It gave him better access to her.  He was erect when woke up.  He was always erect when he woke up.  Shaminie braced herself against the wall with one hand and bent over.  With the other she reached between her thighs and spread her lips.  He bent his knees to lower himself to the level of her cunt.

 

“Ahh…” he groaned as he shoved the full length of his cock up his pretty little wife.  The motion was smooth and steady and he went up in one long push.  He reached around her and grabbed a breast in each hand.  They were small, tight and perfectly proportioned to her small body, with nipples that he had developed with years of sucking.  He steadied her as he began to pump. 

 

“Hmm…” she let out and animal cry as he penetrated her.  The water from the shower fell on the back of her head and shoulders and streamed down her slender back.  It collected in her butt crack when he pushed into her and splashed on the floor of the shower when he backed out.

 

“You feel so good” he cried as he felt her vagina tighten around him as he forced her into an orgasm.

 

They had been married for almost five years.  She had been a virgin on their wedding night.  She was a small woman, and he had spent months stretching her slowly and had been rewarded with tunnel that had molded itself to his exact shape.  Everything he did stimulated her.  Unless he finished quickly, fucking her made her come whether she wanted to or not.  It was one of the most dominate things he did to her.

 

He ejaculated at the peak of her orgasm, and then bent over her to hold her and kiss her shoulder at the base of her neck.  The water shifted and poured down his back now.  She put her leg down and slow straightened up.  It only caused him to pull a couple inches out of her.  He remained half squatting behind her with his knees outside of her legs.  She turned her head to kiss him.

 

Once again she felt a wave of guilt for wanting him to use another woman so she could have a couple evenings a week without sex.  Worst of all, she hated that it had to be a fat thing with no social skills or life like this Maggie, but he had been right.  It was not fair to a woman that had other prospects.  Beautiful women would only be a short term thing at best, and they often came with complications.  Maggie was perfect.  Maggie had a simple choice; spread for her husband, or shove a rubber cock up herself and spend the rest of her life without sex.

 

He cooked breakfast for them while she finished her shower and dried her hair.  As they ate they talked about everything.  Her works, his work, the dinner party that Andrea was having on Friday, even the trip to London they had planned for July.

 

“I have been designated as co-chair on the Henderson case” she told him.

 

“When did this happen?” Dran exclaimed.  “I though you were just assisting.”

 

“Friday” Shaminie exclaimed smugly.  “The partners did not like the way Benson was handling it.  I think I would have become prime council if Benson had not brought in the account.”

 

“You deserve it” he said frankly.  “You have done all the work on that case.  Benson is just a sycophant.” 

 

“So how is your new design coming” she asked.  “Did Pendergrass look at your ideas?”

 

“Actually” he explained, “I think that one is going to cost the company another twenty thousand.”

 

“What” she exclaimed.  “How did that happen?”

 

“Pendergrass liked my ideas” he explained.  “They applied for patent, and it usually costs about that much by the time the lawyers get done with all the paper work.”

 

“You goose” she said.  “The circuit worked; that’s fantastic.” She reached across the table and slapped him playfully on the arm.  “What is that fifteen now?”

 

“Well” he said, “the first one was a lot more exciting.  It’s kind of boring now.”

 

“Don’t make light of this” she demanded.  “Most engineers spend their whole careers without a single patent with their name on it.  You have fifteen with this company in just the past five years.  The intellectual property that you have brought to them alone must be worth ten or twenty million.”

 

“Well the attorney fees eat into some of that” he joked.

 

“I always said” she reminded him “that if Radon engineering would use Allen, Loci, and Heart we could get you a discount on legal services.”

 

“Oh yea” he said.  “I could just see you telling Benson to write patent disclosures and standing in line at the patent office to file papers.”

 

“Well” she countered, “he’s worthless as a defense attorney.”

 

After breakfast they washed dishes together and then she bent over the arm of the couch so that he could fuck her one last time before he left for work. 

It was quick, too quick for her to cum.  That was fine with her.  Her orgasms affected her strongly and she had dozens every week.  After he finished she licked his cock and kissed him goodbye.    Actually it could be argued that he didn’t really cum either.  He had ejaculated.  That wasn’t actually satisfying, but it was enough to prepare him for the day. 

 

He needed to ejaculate to function at work, in life, or in anything he did.  He needed to cum so he needed to fuck.  She was his wife, and so she presented herself for him to use.  She understood this when they were married, and he had only needed to reinforce the understanding once.  She understood that if she refused him she would be forced.  He loved her; desperately loved her, but in bed she was his to use.  They had the most wonderful marriage in so many ways.  He was attentive.  He listened to her; he cared about her and her life.  He had rescued her from an empty existence that had no future in Cebu and he had brought her to America.  He had helped her get through school and had helped her study for the bar exam.

 

Their life was perfect except for one thing – sex.  She would have been happy to open her legs for her man once or twice a week.  He took her three or four times a day, more on weekends.  The last thing he did before he went to work was fuck her.  The first thing he did when he got home from work at night was fuck her.  After the first fuck of the evening which was usually quick, often in her mouth, they would eat, or go out or go for walks along the beach or to a movie.  He was always with her when they were together.

 

Then they when they got home they went to bed and he fucked her.  This was usually a longer session.  It often went on for hours.  He would make her cum several times.  If she was tired, or not in the mood, it didn’t matter; her body belonged to him.

 

Then they would sleep.  Sometimes he slept through the night, sometimes he woke up at two or three in the morning.  He insisted that she sleep naked.  He would rub lubricant on his cock slide up behind her and shove it in her.  He didn’t care if she woke up or not.  She always woke up.  If she was tired or he knew she had a big day ahead of her, he would try to be quick, if not he would make her come.  Then they would go back to sleep, often with his penis still in her.  When he woke up in the morning, she got fucked again.

 

Her mother and sister told her that all men were like that during the honeymoon, but by the end of the first year, they lost interest.  She had half believed them.  They had been wrong, dead wrong.  After almost five years, he wanted her more than ever.  Her mother had told her it was a wife’s duty to present to her husband.  She was raised that way.

 

He liked her pussy most, but once in a while he came in her mouth, and Friday night she always got it in the back.  He was gentle with her when he butt fucked her and she was sure that he didn’t really like it that way as much as in the front.  He always had to go slow and it was hard for him to make her cum that way, but still on Friday night the water based lubricant was replaced with more industrial strength grease that allowed him to force his penis between her small well formed butt cheeks.  She took the full length of him up her ass and he came deep in her bowels.  Now that her rectum was stretched out enough to take him without pain, she didn’t dislike it.  Sometimes she actually found it more arousing.  She was his slave, and it turned her on to know that he was going to fuck her and she had no say in the matter. 

 

It also turned him on.  Dominating the woman that he was pumping was a major part of what made him cum, really cum.  It was what made sex satisfying for him, and gave him the release that he needed to function without constantly fighting the urge to jump anything with a pussy.  It allowed him to treat women as fellow human being; as equals, as people, more than just something to mount.  That was extremely important to him.  Respect for other people, both men and women was one of his most important values and the only way he could function was to fuck the shit out of his wife everyway.

 

Maggie got to work late on Friday and Dran was in meetings all morning after nine o’clock so he did not see her.  He went to lunch with the partners to get told how wonderful he was by people who could not possibly understand what he had invented.  He cared nothing for their praise, or their commendation, but he had to do the political thing so they didn’t get in the way of his design work.  It was five o’clock before he was alone in his office and Maggie came in to see him.

 

“I hate you” she began.  She was almost crying.  “You raped me.  You got me drunk and you raped me.”

 

“Please sit down” he said.  “We should talk.”

 

“I never want to see you or talk to you again” she wailed.

 

“Is that what you really want?” he asked.  “We went on a date last night, and it ended with sex.  I suppose you can remember that in several different ways.  You can think of this as date rape or as just sex, or maybe even good sex.  The past is often what we make it.  You are a woman.  Women need to be fucked.  Your track record is not that great at this point.  Currently you have had two dates in twenty eight years.  At your current frequency you will be fucked again when you are almost forty five.  Is that the life you want?”

 

“You raped me” she reiterated. 

 

“Is that the past you want to remember?” he asked.  “Both of your dates concluded with intercourse.  I understand that it turns you on to feel forced, but do you want to make the sexual fantasy into a reality?”

 

“I was raped.  I was” she demanded.  “Alright, I wanted it last night, but Kevin forced me to have sex when I didn’t want to.”

 

“I know” he said, putting his arm around her shoulder and leading her to a chair.  He put his chair in front of her and touched her face gently.  “That was fourteen years ago and he is still raping you.  For all those years you have hid in your room with just your fingers for company and you have relived that experience.  Is that the way you want your life to go?”

 

 “No, I guess not” she confessed.

 

“I’m offering you something different” he said.  “Couple nights a week…”

 

“You’re making fun of me” she said.  “Men want cute pretty little things.  I’m fat.  Even if I wasn’t fat, I’m not pretty.  You don’t want me.”  He stood up in front of her and undid his belt and unzipped his jeans.  He took her hand and held it against his rigid pole inside his briefs.  “Oh my god” she gasped.

 

“Does that feel like I don’t want you?” he asked.  “You’re the only woman here.  You’re right, some men need big tits, a sexy waist and a cute ass to get hard, but men are not all the same.  I need a woman who knows how to be obedient, who spreads when I tell her too.”  Maggie was breathing through her mouth and rocking her hips back and forth on the chair.  Feeling him, hearing his encouraging words had her wetting again.

 

“Do you think I am as pervert?” she asked honestly looking up at him with big cow eyes.

 

“I don’t know” he replied honestly.  “Depends on what you think is perverted.  I don’t really care if you are.  I enjoyed fucking you last night.  I’d like to do you on a regular basis.  I think with a little training and practice, you would make a pretty good bitch.”  The rough words should have shocked her, but she was already aroused and her pussy was demanding she spread her legs.

 

“You’re married” she almost cried.  She pushed herself up off the chair and walked toward the door.  “You just want me for sex.”

 

“Yes” he replied. “I suppose that’s true.  My wife is a wonderful woman that I love very much and I do want you for sex.  The question is what do you want; sex with me a couple times a week or chocolate and romantic movies with your mother.  Or maybe you prefer lying alone in bed fantasizing about being raped while you rub yourself.”  She reddened and hung her head too embarrassed about the secret she had guessed to lash out at him.

 

“You used me to cheat on your wife” she countered in desperation.  She was trying to make an argument for leaving seem reasonable.

 

“I don’t think I would call it cheating” he said plainly.  “Think about it.  If every day for five years, your husband did what I did to you last night, would you feel cheated if he gave you the night off and worked over some girl that hadn’t been laid in fourteen years?  Our date last night was my wife’s idea, but this isn’t about her.  Go home Maggie; think about what you want in your life.  I’m hoping to see you on Tuesday.”

 

She left his office and he also packed up his computer and went home.  Shaminie was waiting.  She was naked, lying on her stomach on the bed.  She had taken a laxative to clean herself out and lubricated her rectum in anticipation of his attention.  He told her about his conversation as he lay on top of her and slowly forced his cock up into her.  In a few minutes she was scream and bucking beneath him trying to encourage him to fuck her harder.

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Wet_slut on Cheating Stories

I always knew I was a slut ever since I was thirteen , and my fifteen year old boyfriend Jimmy stuck his fingers deep in my pussy.  By fourteen, I was having sex regularly, and by eighteen I just needed an orgasm.  I didn't care who gave it to me.  I'm twenty now, and at 5'6 with blonde hair, blue eyes, 120 pounds and 36C tits, I never really had problems getting guys to fuck me.  I never would have thought one of them would have been my best friend's boyfriend though.

I had caught Jason looking at me a couple of times, but I wear such revealing clothing I couldn't really blame him.  A few times I had noticed him, too.  He was tall with dark brown messy hair and blue eyes.  He was tanned and extremely well built, but looking was always as far as I allowed i
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When Mindy and Jason had first started dating, she was really worried that he and I wouldn't like each other.  He had very traditional values on gender roles, and she thought he wouldn't like how sexually liberal I was.  To ease her mind, Jason and I started to hang out together.  Soon, he and I became great friends and would always hang out.

The past two weeks his car has been in the shop so I'd pick him up to come hang out at my place.  We'd usually watch some TV and laugh at bad erotica where they use words like "lance" instead of "cock". 

I also take a lot of naps, and his apartment is a bit further from mine so occasionally when he would be over, I'd tell him I needed to take a nap.  His place was so far away I wouldn't want to drop him off and come back for him in an hour.

Today started off like any other day.  We watched Pulp Fiction and read bad erotica, but it had been two days since my last fuck.  Instead of laughing at the bad erotica, I felt my pussy get hot and wet.  It was a little uncomfortable to be turned on with no one but my best friend's boyfriend around.

"I need to take a nap," I said.  I thought I could get my mind off of it.

"Actually I could use a nap, too," Jason said, and he moved to the recliner.

I stretched out on the couch and curled on my side, wrapping a thick blanket around me.  My pussy still felt like it was on fire.  I tried to ignore it, but I couldn't stop thinking about how good it would feel to have a huge cock pushing up into me.  I tried to sneak a peak at Jason on the recliner.  I couldn't see him so he probably couldn't see me.

Cautiously, I slipped a hand on the inside of my skirt and lightly touched the outside of my panties over my pussy.  My pussy jumped at the touch.  I was going to go insane if I didn't have an orgasm.  I snuck a peak at Jason again.  I still couldn't see him.

I slowly pushed aside the crotch of my panties and brushed my fingers over my clit, automatically closing my eyes.  A soft moan escaped, but I didn't notice.  I just needed to be touched.  I needed to be fucked.  Nothing else mattered.  I traced up and down my slit and slowly slid a finger inside.  I couldn't believe how good it felt.  I was in the middle of pumping my finger in and out when I felt a cool breeze hit.  I opened my eyes.  Jason was standing over me, looking down at me.  I yanked my hand out from my skirt.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, blushing, but he just smirked at me, holding my blanket in his hands.

"What are you doing?" he asked, and he dropped the blanket to the floor.

"I..." I snapped my mouth shut.  I didn't know what to say.

"Show me," he said quietly.

"What the fuck, Jason?  No," I said.

"Show me," he said again.  This time his voice sounded very commanding, and there was something almost scary about the look in his eyes.  I hesitated at first, but with another glance at his eyes, I somehow found myself sliding my hand under the waist of my skirt.

"No," he said.  "I want to see."  I paused.  A small voice in the back of my head told me that this was a bad idea, but I had never seen such a look of lust on Jason's eyes.  I didn't know what he'd do if I said no.  I pushed my skirt off my hips and kicked it off the couch to the floor.  I reached back for my dripping pussy again and pushed aside the crotch of my black thong.

"What a fucking slut you are," he laughed when his eyes landed on my shaved pussy.  My cheeks burned. 

"Does it really make that much of a difference in bed?" he asked and brushed the back of his hand against the slit of my pussy.  I gasped, causing him to laugh again.

"You like that, didn't you, you fucking slut?"  I squeezed my eyes shut and gave a small nod.  I almost jumped again when I felt fingers roughly rub my clit.  Oh, God.  It felt so good.  I knew this was wrong, but I had to have this.  The fingers rubbed my clit before slowly sliding down to my slit.  I felt two fingers shove hard inside without warning.  I moaned loudly.

"Whore," he spat.  "You want me to fuck you, don't you whore?  You want your best friend's boyfriend to fuck you like the little slut you are?"  My eyes flew open.  This was my best friend's boyfriend.  This was Jason.  I shouldn't be doing this, but his fingers kept pumping themselves in and out of me.  My pussy felt like it was on fire, and suddenly, I needed a cock in me.

"Well?" he asked.  I slowly nodded, panting.  "Say it, bitch."

"Yes," I gasped.

"Yes what?"

"Yes, I want you to fuck me."

"Beg me for it," he commanded.

"Please, Jason," I gasped again as his fingers slid in and out of me.  "Please fuck me.  I need you to fuck me."

"Why do you need me to fuck you?" he asked.

"Because I'm a whore!  I'm a slut!  I need your cock inside me!  Please fuck me!"  I felt his fingers slide out of me, and I almost cried out at the empty feeling in my pussy.  I felt so on fire.  I watched him quickly take his clothes off, and I pulled off my thong and my shirt.  I wasn't wearing a bra.  I moved over and made room for him on the couch.  He laid down on his back and looked at me expectently.  I didn't understand at first.

"You want to fuck you're best friend's boyfriend?" he asked.  "You're going to have to do it."  I looked up at him my eyes wide.  This was so wrong.  Mindy would be so upset, but my pussy was burning, and I needed to be fucked.

Slowly I crawled over until I was straddling him.  My knees were placed on either side of his hips, and his hard, throbbing cock must have been at least 8 inches.  I reached for his cock and positioned the head at the slit of my pussy.  I rubbed his head up and down my pussy and very gently pushed the head inside my lips.  Realizing what I was doing, I tried to pull away, but Jason wouldn't let me.  He grabbed my hips and shoved me down onto his cock hard.

My pussy pulsated with his cock deep inside me.  I moaned again.  Soon, I began pumping his cock in and out of my pussy.  He dug his nails into my hips and pulled me down hard each time.  He was rougher with me than I had ever felt.

"Yes," I gasped.  "Yes, fuck me, Jason.  Fuck your girlfriend's best friend hard."

"Do you like this, slut?" he panted.  "You like my cock inside you, whore."

"I love your cock in me," I said.  I gasped out loud again when he reached up and pinched one of my nipples.  That smirk appeared on his face again and he twisted my nipple as hard as he could.  I cried out.  It hurt, but I felt another jump in my pussy at the hard touch.  I started pumping his cock hard and faster.  He slammed into me each time I came down.  His nails raked against my back.  His hands would grab my hips and pull me down hard, but I didn't care.  I could only concentrate on his cock in my cunt.

He placed his fingers on my clit and squeezed and pulled as I pumped his cock.  I cried out again and came hard.  My pussy lips vibrated around his stiff shaft.  Suddenly, he thrust his hip deep inside and held onto me.  I could feel his hot cum hit the inside my cunt.

When he slid out of me, I collapsed on top of him.  I could feel his cum mixing with mine as it drippled out my pussy.

"You will never fucking breathe a word of this to Mindy, slut" he said.

Stranger

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My foot twitched restlessly as the day neared its end. Screw work. I wouldn’t be able to focus on it anyway. Tick, tock, tick, tock. I could almost hear the ticking of the clock, even though it was just the numbers on the bottom of my computer screen that changed as the minutes dragged on. 6 O’clock hit and my computer was already off. Except now I was getting a little nervous. I’d been contemplating and anticipating and considering the meeting for days but now that it was actually time to go, I was not as confident as I had been when I agreed to it. My stomach knotted up a bit. As I drove towards the hotel, I thought about how I should keep going past the exit and just go strait hom

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e. As I exited I thought that I really ought to turn around. This was, after all, a terribly stupid thing to be doing. I didn’t know this guy. He was a complete stranger to me. My pussy twitched at the thought. The car did not veer off course.

 

I parked in the lot and sat for a moment trying to make myself do the right thing. My body moved without me, though, and I watched myself toss my keys in my purse, unbuckle the seatbelt, lock the doors, and smooth out my clothes as I turned and walked toward the room number he’d given me.

 

When I got to the door, I took a deep breath and knocked twice, nonchalantly, as if my body wasn’t shaking and this was really no big deal. He opened the door and for a moment I stared at his eyes, thinking that they were, in fact, as clear and bright as I’d pictured. And then my moment to think had passed. He took me by the waist and pulled me into the room. There was no need for “hellos” as we certainly had better things to do with our limited time.

 

Once inside with the door closed he grinned coquettishly and backed me onto the bed. He dropped to his knees and ran his hand up under my skirt, along my legs but just barely touching my panties. He climbed on top of me and kissed my neck, my chest, then unbuttoned my shirt and unhooked my bra. He took a moment then to stop and play with my breasts, fondling, touching, staring. My body was starting to react. My head went back and my eyes closed. I moaned and inhaled deeply, pushing my breasts tighter against his hands. I could feel my panties becoming very wet.

 

I looked up and caught his eyes again. He seemed to know what that look meant because he slid off of me and back down to the floor. He reached under my skirt and pulled my panties off. My pussy was aching by then- I could feel the extra blood rushing under my skin, making it hot, wet. The feel of his mouth on my lips sent my back into an arch and I inhaled sharply. He licked and sucked gently, with soft nibbles on the outer lips that sent shivers up my spine. Fuck, I was horny. Stop teasing and fuck me, I thought.

 

I opened my eyes and looked down at him. Shit. He was still fully clothed. How in the hell was he going to fuck me with all those clothes on? I ran my hand over his head and tugged gently at his hair at the top of his neck. His head moved up and I sat up on the bed. Then I slid down in front of him so that I was sitting on his legs. I kissed him luxuriously while running my hands over his neck, through his hair, and down his back. I pulled his shit up over his head and he slid his arms out, dropping his hands down to my chest. I kissed him again and then pushed him to the floor.

 

I kissed his chest, running my fingers and stopping for a second to pinch his nipples. I suddenly pinched hard and his body jumped a bit. I flashed him an evil grin and he grabbed my arm and directed my hand down to his pants. I happily obliged him by unbuttoning the top button and kissing lightly down as I unzipped them. I stopped then, looking at him innocently as if I didn’t know what to do from there.

 

He lifted me off of him and stood up, letting his pants drop around his ankles. I was still sitting on the floor so he turned to face me and pulled me to my knees. I took his very hard dick in my hand and stared at it for a minute while I played with it. I ran my fingers lightly up the shaft and cupped his balls lightly with my other hand. 

 

“Suck it,” He said. It wasn’t really a request or a command, even. Just simply a statement about what would be happening in the next few seconds. He was right.

 

I took the head in my mouth and rolled my tongue around the edge. I fondled his shaft as I licked it up and down, occasionally opening my mouth wide and taking as much as I could down my throat. At first he watched me play, but after a minute, he let his head fall back and closed his eyes. He looked like he could go on enjoying it for hours. So I stopped.

 

It took a second for him to realize I had and he looked down curiously as if to see what the problem was. I tried hard not to grin and didn’t exactly succeed. He knew I was just taunting him. Good. I thought. And what are you going to do about it?

 

He took a moment to consider me and then somewhat roughly pulled me up and tossed me on the bed. He stepped out his shoes and pants and then turned back towards the bed and finished removing my top and skirt. He took my arms and pinned them to the bed with his hands and positioned himself above me. He hung there for a moment, teasing me. Turnabout’s fair play, I suppose. Then he lowered himself onto me and I felt him glide smoothly inside of me. I was so wet there was no hindrance to his motion and it went all the way in one swift movement. We both moaned and he stopped, savoring the feeling for a moment. 

 

He then began to move in and out with increasing vigor, his grip on my arms tightening as he thrust himself against me with more and more force. I worried for a moment that there might be red marks left on my arms when we were done. That wouldn’t be good. But it was hard to care. I let him have at me and he did.

 

He stopped again for a moment, catching his breath, then pulled out and bent me over the bed. He positioned himself and slid in easily from behind. This position afforded much deeper penetration and I had to bite down on the blankets to keep some of the sound muffled as he pounded at me. I could feel him beginning to tense up and pulled myself up onto the bed and out of his reach. He half fell onto the bed and I told him, “Oh no, not yet. Come and lay down.”

 

He did and I lingered for just a moment to plant a few light kisses on his wet cock. Then I climbed on top of him and slid myself slowly down onto it. His hands roamed my body as I rocked gently back and forth on him. I then leaned forward, pressing our bodies tightly together and quickened the pace. I could feel the orgasm building inside me as my swollen clit rubbed against him and his dick pulled in and out of my sopping cunt. I bit down on his shoulder as I came, barely remembering to stop before I left a mark. He grabbed me and pulled me tight against him, feeling the vaginal muscles quiver around his cock. My body went limp on top of him and he rolled me onto my back. He took his dick in hand and rubbed it hard and quick, being so close to orgasm himself it took only a few strokes before he was shooting cum all over my chest and neck, with some reaching onto my face. I wiped a drop off of my cheek, then licked it off of my finger.

 

He sat down by my legs for a minute, breathing heavily. Then he said, “We should probably get cleaned up.” I smiled and nodded back at him. He stood up and offered me his hand. I took it and as he helped me up, he said, “Nice to meet you, I’m James.”

 

“Nice to meet you, James, I’m Jenna,” I replied.

I've been writing dirty stories since high school but this is the first time I've posted one of them anywhere. Hope you like it! I imagine more will come in time.

A day in a life

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A day in a life

 

 

Bill had left for work an hour earlier. His last action before shutting the door was a perfunctory kiss on her cheek as he hurried out the door, his mind already occupied on the day’s events. Again, he had misse

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d the significance of her squeeze on his upper arm; again he missed entirely, the questioning look she gave his retreating back.

 

“Jay; get up, you’re going to be late.”  Jean shouted at the top of her voice over the edge of the banister. Jamie was a typical angst ridden teenage young man, lazy and disinclined to venture out of bed before the last minute, or he had been forgotten about.

 

He moaned something unintelligible in response, turned over and covered his head with the duvet; sure in the knowledge that he could get at least another five minutes before his mother screamed up again.

 

Jean returned to the relative sanctuary of the kitchen and her tea cooling on the breakfast bar. She checked the calendar, crossing off Thursday with the marker pen on a string. Avril, her thirteen-year-old daughter had made and brought home the renewable calendar in ‘design technology’. It held pride of place on the wall, accessible by the whole family to mark significant dates like birthdays. Today had the words ‘lunch Judy 11.30’; a lifelong friend. They had grown up together, neighbours, gone to school together, dated and where really more like sisters than friends. They married within a few months of each other, had baby boys only a couple of days apart. Their lives had mapped out so closely throughout; they had the same problems, similar children and husbands. Jean was looking forward to her date.

 

Tea drunk, she set about getting her eldest child out of bed. Instead of yelling up through the banister as she had too many times, Jean marched down the passage, climbed the stairs up to the top landing, burst into Jamie’s bedroom, then without saying anything, yanked off the duvet. Jamie galvanised into action, covering his nakedness and jumping up as if stung with a hot poker. In the split second between his sudden uncovering and the reactive jump out of bed, the mother glimpsed his stiff fur covered cock, pointing at the ceiling. ‘That will please someone one day’, she thought to herself; not in the least excited by the sight, just proud of her son’s physique. At sixteen, he was very much growing into a man with all the right proportions.

 

“I warned you.” She told him over her shoulder as she left for the shower with a show of his dismissal. She heard his, whatever muttered softly to her retreating back. Well she had warned him countless times, even promised a bucket of cold water, his embarrassment would do for now, perhaps he would get up in the morning from now on.

 

Eventually, the house emptied of her children, off to school, leaving her the dishes and a pile of dirty clothing trailing from bedrooms towards the family bathroom. Somehow, the clothes never quite made it to the linen basket until she picked them up. Jean finished showering, dried and took time over her choice of clothing.

 

An hour and half later; Jean had tidied up, washed the dishes, put them away and chosen a simple white blouse over a black short skirt to wear; patent leather low heeled sling back shoes and minimal make up; just a light dusting of eye shadow, a quick brush of a blusher under a thin foundation. She looked critically in the full-length mirror, noticing for the millionth time, the blemish of a small brown mole at the corner of her left eye. She was not pretty, she thought, couldn’t be described as a beauty by any standards, but she was passable, could hold her own in a crowd; at least Bill thought so when he joked it would need to be a large crowd. After nearly twenty years married, his jokes all sounded the same, worn and dated, same as their conversation, their sex life and pretty much everything else. She switched off that train of thought before it went too much further and left her crying as she did too often these days.

 

Her eyes were too wide apart, her nose not in proportion, being small and upturned; her skin needed help; her hair was always a struggle to control, being too fine and a russet brown that she wished was blonde. Jean shrugged as she usually did, tried to accept her plainness, not let the familiar pangs of a slight jealousness toward Judy, who was one of those lucky bitches who always looked fabulous, never seemed to put an ounce of fat on even after childbirth, who’s clothes always fitted straight off the rail and always looked as the designer intended; who made Jean feel second rate, an almost, a could have done better, type of person.

 

She left the semi-detached house, locking the door behind her. Her car waited on the drive, only a sensible Honda Civic, but enough for her needs and the occasional school run when the kids were running too late. She drove sensibly into town, parked safely in a designated spot, fed the machine the correct amount of coins, took the ticket and stuck it prominently in the screen. Bill had a thing about parking fines; he always went over the top if she collected a fine. It inevitably led into a row that ended incomplete when he shut down at her mention of some independence, a bank account of her own perhaps, a life that wasn’t solely wrapped around him and the kids. Bill couldn’t see that Jean needed something else, something that took her away from the house, away from family matters, away from total immersion; he refused to believe she would need to be someone other than Misses Gallaher, house wife; he would refuse to continue the argument as soon as she got into that area, would turn his back or simply walk out of the room.

 

She arrived at the restaurant ten minutes early; secured a table by the window and settled to wait for Judy who would be fashionably late as always. Jean waved the waiter away as he hovered at her shoulder and watched the passing people who all seemed to be rushing to somewhere important. The only ones ambling looked hopeless; aimless and without purpose entirely; she felt conjoined with them, had an empathy with their plight; understood the maudlin feeling of lack of direction, as if they were all just waiting to die with nothing left to look forward to.

 

Her mobile phone chirruped in her handbag after she had sat there for nearly half an hour. She hated the damned thing, but agreed with Bill, to keep it for emergencies.

 

“Hello”. She didn’t think to look at the screen to see who was calling her.

 

“Hi, it’s Judy”… the mechanically tinny voice announced “…Jean, I’m so sorry, I can’t make it today; something has come up. Can we make it next week? I’ll tell you all about it then. Okay? Thanks hon.”

 

“Oh! Okay.”

 

“Thanks; love ya.” The connection was broken at the other end.

 

Well bugger that, thought Jean; Judy was just like everyone else who she was associated with, never a thought for my feelings, no thought about what I might want, she didn’t even ask how I was or even where. She waved at the waiter and ordered a large glass of Merlot; told him no; she didn’t want to eat, just the wine thanks.

 

It was while sipping the deep red wine that Jean made the decision to take over her life, or at least, made the decision that would lead to the mastery of her immediate future. She had thought many times in the past about making some radical changes, Judy letting her down was the final tipper; her resolve was set.

 

Feeling completely new, somewhat rejuvenated, Jean left the restaurant to find a labour agency. She had decided to find a job, it didn’t really matter too much what it was, but something that would provide the first step towards her independence and a life she could call her own; to hell with what Bill had to say about it; it wasn’t like they could discuss it, he never wanted to know.

 

An hour later, she had an application form in her clutches. The initial interview with a girl a fraction of her age had gone well. Her typing speed and accuracy were pretty good for someone who hadn’t been in employment for the last fifteen years. She supposed the hours spent on her son’s computer, writing short stories and articles for the church magazine had helped.

 

She headed towards the park, it was a nice day, intending to fill out the application on a bench and then hand it back to the ‘too young’ recruitment consultant. Jean found a seat in the small, pagoda covered cafeteria and ordered a tea. The form only took her a few minutes to complete; she put it back into her bag and relaxed to enjoy the sunshine and steaming drink.

 

She noticed him sitting at another table no more than ten paces away. Her first thought was that he was beautiful; beautiful in a very male sense, his features conspired to create a picture of maleness that had all the attributes of Adonis. His dark hair, slightly silvered at the sides, was immaculately combed, cut into his nape. His suit was obviously expensive, well tailored and fit as it was designed; Paul Smith, she thought.

 

Jean appraised him, judging his age to be around middle forties. His brown leather shoes that complimented the rest of his garb were polished to a high shine, almost patent in lustre.

 

She realised he was smiling with an enigmatic lift of one corner of his sensuous mouth. Small creases at the edge of his eyes gave rise to the supposition he might smile often. Jean realised his smile was directed at her. Immediately self conscious, she withdrew her stare and studied her hands instead. After a few minutes, she chanced another glance in his direction. He remained exactly as he had before, smiling slightly, returning her appraising look. Again, Jean looked elsewhere and then smiled herself, at her own sense of the ridiculous; she was acting like a crush ridden school girl, the smile was as much for her own depreciation as the unfamiliar flutter in her breast, a feeling she had thought long gone.

 

She shrugged slightly when her next glance revealed that he no longer sat at the table. She felt a small disappointment, but dismissed it and prepared to return the completed form to the labour agency.

 

“Allow me.” He had come from behind, grasped her chair back and took her elbow; an old fashion courtesy. His voice matched him perfectly; cultured, with a vibrato that hinted a good baritone signing voice.

 

“Oh;” She jumped at his sudden appearance. “Thank you.”

 

He pulled the chair away from the table as she rose to allow her room to turn to face him. He was very close to her, perhaps too close for comfort, her personal space felt invaded. The unfamiliar flutter returned in her breast; suddenly she was nervous, but she couldn’t think why except perhaps his familiarity in closing down the gap between them.

 

“Frank.” He stood several inches above her, perhaps six foot she guessed. His cologne carried on the slight breeze, she didn’t recognise it.

 

“Um… Jean.” She felt confusion, but excited by his attention.

 

“Well Jean, can I walk you through the park? It’s a lovely day, some company would be nice.” Without waiting for her answer, her took her arm in a familiar manner and steered her through the maze of cast iron tables and chairs to the expanse of the pathway of the park.

 

They chatted like old friends as the scenery slipped by unnoticed. He was in town on business, ran an accountancy practice with three partners; was unmarried, at least not married after a divorce. Had three children, all of whom had grown up and left home. Lived in a small village in Buckinghamshire, loved dogs and kept a horse, but didn’t ride. Jean told him of her life, marriage, children, and then completed her story with the announcement of her immediate plans towards emancipation. As the time went by and they did a second circuit of the park, she found herself liking the man more and more. She felt relaxed, even a little relieved to have shared her plans with another human.

 

“Would you like a drink?” He asked, “My Hotel is just around the corner from here.”

 

Jean thought about it for a second. Then began to talk her self out of it, then thought, why not? She answered that yes, she would love a drink. Privately, she thought it might lead to something else, something rather more dangerous than a simple drink. The realisation that she was being picked up came as a surprise to her normally safe and protected life, it made her feel wanton, but more than that, she found she didn’t care. It wasn’t like her life was so full of excitement. Jean revelled in the wantonness of what she was entering into; she marvelled at her willingness to fall into this brief encounter; she considered the repercussions and then dismissed them all along with any guilt.

 

A short walk later found them in his Hotel room and ice melting in two glasses of gin and tonic. They sat opposite each other in armchairs in the adequately sized sitting room of his suite, continuing the chat that harboured on nothing very much.

 

“I have to tell you Frank, this isn’t something I have done before. I’m not in the habit of going with a relative stranger into their room and, to be perfectly honest, don’t know what happens next.” Jean thought that she should be uncomfortable, should be ready for flight from the predicament, but she didn’t, she was quite taken by the ease she felt, was happily drinking a g and t with this beautiful man in his room, was perfectly comfortable in the knowledge that she would fuck him in a while and all this was just a prelude.

 

“Jean, if I thought for one second, that you were that type of woman, I can assure you, we would not be sitting here now.” His voice softened to a deep rumble, she liked it very much.

 

Jean got up from her chair and looked at him. Her hands found buttons and one by one, from the neck down, she undid them, leaving her white blouse open, but still tucked into her skirt. She kicked off her shoes and pushed them to one side with her foot. She reached around her back to undo the clasp and zipper of her short skirt, once released, it fell to the floor around her feet; she pulled her blouse off, laid it on the arm of the chair and stood facing him in her bra and panties. She felt no embarrassment at her near nakedness, but rather, bravery she could only dimly remember from her adolescence.

 

“Do I please you?” She asked coyly, hoping that he would say yes. Jean delighted in the sheer risk of what she was about, felt excitement at the prospect of fucking this stranger in his hotel room; she was experiencing something akin to euphoria at the lack of remorse and willingness to become almost sluttish for this one time.

 

“Yes you please me Jean, very much. You look beautiful standing there. I knew you had great legs, I could see them in the park, but the rest of you is just fabulous; you are beautiful.” His appraising look took in her whole body as she stood there before him, almost naked, one foot slightly in front of the other, knee bent across, her hands hanging limply by her sides, her shoulder length brown hair, shining in the sunlight streaming through the window, slightly mussed, partially screening the left side of her face, all in all, a wonderful stance, a picture of womanhood. He felt fortunate, grateful even, that she had consented to this liaison; had become a willing partner. He was well aware that this was possibly a first for her, probably, she had never strayed from her safe marriage, very likely had harboured deep seated thoughts of just such an occasion.

 

Frank stood to remove his clothes, but Jean came to him, took his hands and placed them at his sides. Looking up into his eyes with a steady gaze, she reached up and undid the top button of his shirt, then, with the same intense stare; she felt for and undid each in turn until they were all open. Her hands slipped under the loose flaps of cotton to run over his hairy chest, travelling outwards to brush over his nipples, then up to his shoulders to slip his shirt off. She had to undo the cufflinks so that it could be taken from him, this she did slowly, maintaining the eye contact all the while. When his shirt was draped over the arm of his chair, Jean again ran her hands over his chest, feeling and kneading; her fingers found his nipples and gently pinched them. It was an intense feeling and made him gasp softly.

 

She found the buckle of his belt, still staring intently into his eyes; she deftly flipped the buckle apart, and then manoeuvred the waistband button undone. Her eyes did not waiver one iota while she slipped the tab of his zipper down. His trousers fell into a crumpled heap around his ankles; he stepped out of them and kicked the discard aside. He stood, arms as she had arranged them, hanging loosely at his sides, in his boxers and socks.

 

Jean’s knees folded slowly, all the while, she kept her gaze into his eyes, her hand found the opening of his boxers, found his cock sheathed inside and pulled it out. She had knelt sufficiently enough now, that her face was below his cock, but her stare still held him in thrall. Slowly, as if with infinite care, she opened her mouth and took his head between her lips. His semi-harness was no problem to her; she sucked his length to the back of her mouth, working her tongue on the nerve centre at the base of his head. He thought it was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. The working of her tongue behind his cock head was almost painful in the pleasure it gave him, but the way she had managed to do this without once averting her stare, was a wonderful sight.

 

She withdrew him from the warmth of her mouth, licked around his head with the tip of her tongue and then slipped him back into her mouth to begin a rhythmic motion that took him slightly deeper with each bob of her mouth. She had almost all of him between her red lips; he could feel the back of her throat and tongue, working him deeper. The feeling it evoked in him was almost unbearable, but then she pulled him almost all the way out, then swiftly, sucked him back in until her lips met the base of his cock. He was deeper in her throat than he had ever been with any other woman and all the time, she had kept the eye contact, not even blinking, just a steady, determined examination of his face and the windows to his soul.

 

She worked him in her throat, feeling the girth of his cock expand as blood flowed to the call of his nerve endings. His length was manageable she thought, Jean was intent on swallowing him all the way down, she took it slowly, at her own pace, until she had his pubic hair tickling her nose. His heat and the slight musky sweat smell of his pubis were like an aphrodisiac to her. She did what she had always wanted to; get a man in his entirety into her mouth. Bill always came too quickly for her to be able to do it with him in the time it needed to achieve her goal; this man had a far better self control it seemed. She studied his eyes, watching for any tell tale signs that he was about to come. A corner of her mind noted the pleasure lines around his eyes and delighted in his reactions as she fucked him into her throat. Because she had been able to take it at her own pace, the gag reflex had been overcome, he was now all the way down her throat, that knowledge gave her a thrill that travelled up from her genitals to the top of her head in a wave of delicious pleasure that made her cunt leak it’s lubricants.

 

Frank took her face in one hand and pulled his cock from her mouth, the pleasure she was imparting would have him beyond the point of no return if he allowed her to continue. He cupped her chin as she kissed his head one more time, and lifted her up to a standing position. She continued to search his face with that steady gaze as he bent and lifted her into the crook of his arm. He carried her to the bed in the next room and gently laid her askance so that her feet hung over the side.

 

It was her turn to have him return the favour. Carefully he hooked the waist of her panties with his thumbs and, with her help, removed them to be left on the floor. She was not shaved he discovered, but certainly trimmed, her pubic hair was short, cut into a panty line. He could smell her aroma of lust, a heady concoction exuding from her organs; it served to heighten his need for her body. Frank knelt between her parted legs, supporting them behind the knees and descended towards his object of desire. His tongue flicked out, tasting immediately her readiness, brushing lightly against her hairy labia. She was intoxicating to him; he wanted nothing more than to plunge into her until he was spent, but he also wanted this experience to last for as long as he could, his self-control took over.

 

His tongue tip worked between her lips, adding his saliva to her natural essence, questing for and then finding her clit. Lightly, he teased her nub with just the very tip of his pointed tongue, feeling her shiver and gasp as he increased the pressure and tempo of his attentions. Judging the time to be right, Frank sucked her clit into his mouth, gratified by her hardness, her taste and the sudden screech that issued from her mouth that seemed to be remote from his vantage point. Her knees jerked up, altering his angle somewhat and needing an adjustment from him. Finding the right position, Frank once again sucked her into his mouth, between his teeth and began to flick his tongue tip over the sensitive nub. Jean gasped and shivered her breathing rapid and shallow between clenched teeth. Without thought, her legs opened wider, as far apart as possible to allow him full access. The pleasure his mouth was giving her was electric, all consuming, an endless high that had her panting and coming in wave over wave of delirious, nerve jangling euphoria. The she did something that she had never managed before, the pleasure was so intense, she came in a torrent of amber fluid, coating his face in her warm excretion. She cried out at the total ecstasy of the moment and grasped his head in claw like hands to force him deeper into her cunt. He ignored her condition, just continued to punish her clit until she shuddered a second time, forcing him to swallow her come or let it dribble to soak his knees.

 

Jean could hardly breathe; the effort of automotive response and the intensity of her orgasm confused her brain into making mistakes. Sensing her predicament, Frank withdrew from her clit, but only far enough to then bury his tongue into her wanting cunt. Slowly, he worked it building into a regular rhythm that allowed her to calm, before taking her to another, but different orgasm. The stimulation was quite different from that of her clit, but no less pleasurable. Fairly shortly, the pressure of another devastating climax built in her abdomen until it over spilled with a third flush of her come.

 

She was in no condition to continue for the moment and needed to rest. Frank lay beside her on the bed, crooking her head on his elbow, running his free hand over her breasts, marvelling at the hardness of her nipples and the smoothness of her alabaster like skin. He kissed her mouth and ran his tongue over her parted lips. They were dry from the incessant gasping of their sex. Wordlessly, Frank extricated himself from under her head, got up from the bed and fetched a glass of water from the mini-bar. He offered the glass to Jean who took it gratefully and gulped a mouthful then licked her lips.

 

He clambered back onto the bed as she reached across to put the glass on the side table. Her back was turned to him; he noticed the freckles across her shoulders, the muscles under her taught skin. He traced a finger over the humps of her backbone and watched the shiver it produced. He pushed her gently a little more so that she was lying completely on her side. He caressed her back, his hands travelling over her smooth, cool skin to her hips, then back to the nape of her neck. Unhurriedly, he shuffled across the bed so that his cock rested in the cleft of her buttocks. His arm slipped under her neck while his other hand reached around and found her nipples. His hardness restored, Frank slipped his cock between her buttocks as she bent at the waist to fit against him in a foetal position.

 

He eased her cheeks apart until his cock was positioned, then with a deliberately slow pelvic thrust; he pushed his cock head into her cunt and was rewarded with a wriggle of her hips to help him. Frank fucked her lying sidewise slowly, while Jean pushed back on him, helping to make his thrusting reach deeper into her body. It was an easy rhythm, comfortable, something they could both keep up without it bringing them too close to orgasm. He stroked her hair, shoulders and back as his cock thrust into her, he marvelled at her beauty, at the smoothness of her flawless skin, at the litheness of her body.

 

Easily, he flipped her over so that, they remained in coitus, she lay with her back on his chest, her legs parted to either side of his. It allowed Frank to explore her stomach, her breasts and then a finger against her clit. At this touch, the comfortable rhythm increased to a wild rut she approached a rapid climax. Frank reached around to find one of her hands. He grasped her left hand and guided it to her soaked sex. Dexterously, he manipulated one of her fingers out and positioned the pad of it on her clit. With little encouragement, Jean rubbed and pinched her self while he continued to tease her nipples and fuck her from behind.

 

In a manner, Jean felt trapped, lying prostrate on top of him with her back on his chest, her legs, uselessly parted on either side of him; impaled on his thrusting cock. Her own fingers teasing her clit, the arm attached trapped by his arm as it encircled her. Her breasts at the mercy of his kneading hands and pinching fingers, her head resting against his cheek; the trapped feeling added to her enjoyment, she was aware of the now, familiar feeling of pressure of another devastating orgasm. She worked her clit harder, rubbing as hard and fast as she dared, all the time, feeling the onrush of her climax.

 

It hit her suddenly, the sudden confounding of nerves, the rush from her body of her come, the inability to control her arms and legs as the totally encompassing feeling washed over her. Her knees drew up to her chest, forcing Frank from her body as a stream of golden come squirted from her body in a parabolic arc to splash on the floor.

 

Jean settled in diminishing shudders while Frank stroked her shoulders. She wanted him to come, she wanted him to complete as she had so many times over the last few hours, and she determined that she would take him to completion in her mouth. Decision made and control of her limbs regained, Jean twisted around, kissed Frank on his lips then wriggled down the bed to engulf his wonderful cock.

 

It was her intention that he would come in her throat as deep as he had been before, but she knew that having him so deep could only be a fairly short thing before the need to breathe took over, so she grasped him in her hand and slowly began to work him. If she could get him close and then swallow him, she might, if she timed it right, get her reward.

 

Jean knelt alongside him, studying his rigid cock as she pumped him in her hand. She hadn’t realised just how big he was perhaps ten inches or so, more than she had thought. Frank moaned; he was getting closer; his cock was rock hard in her hand. Judging the time to be right, Jean bent at the waist and licked the pre-come from his slit. It was slightly salty to taste. Then she parted her lips and sucked his head between her teeth while her hand continued to pump him. She slowly sunk onto his hardness, allowing him to enter her little by little, she formed an ‘O’ with thumb and forefinger so that she could still work him while most of his cock was now in her mouth. Frank mini-thrust, not wanting to drive himself too deeply into her and spoil the magic she was performing. Jean sensed his need, knowing that it was the precursor to his climax, she stopped wanking him, instead; she slipped him from her mouth, then sucked him deep into her, lifted a little then descended to allow more of him to enter her mouth, taking him deeper and deeper. Jean took a deep breath and with only a few more of these mouth fucks, she had him completely down her throat, pleased that she had taken the time to do it at her pace, his cock was twitching violently. Jean fucked him into her throat, his pubic hair rammed against her nose. With a few more bobs of her head, she felt his first spurt of come hit the back of her throat. Now she thought, and buried him all the way into her. His seed spurted in long spasms as she kept him as deep as his length would allow; Frank yelled and screeched as his cock exploded it’s spend into Jean.

 

They lay entwined and slept the sleep of the sated for an hour. Jean woke first, found the shower and cleaned herself of the stink of sex. She felt totally satisfied; felt absolutely no remorse, no guilt, even pleased with her self. She dried and then dressed slowly, touching herself as she did so, relishing the delicious thrill of the memory of what she and Frank had done. Jean had never had such an all-consuming climax before; having several in the same day was just fantastic, beyond belief.

 

Frank woke as Jean emerged from the bathroom.

 

“Thank you Jean; you are a remarkable woman; I can honestly say that was the best I have ever enjoyed.” The sincerity of his words was echoed in his eyes that took her in all over again.

 

“No; thank you Frank. I have never known sex could be like that, have never felt so switched on. It is me who should be thanking you.” She walked over to the bedside and kissed him goodbye.

 

“Goodbye Frank. Thank you.” With that, she picked up her bag and slipped out of the hotel room to return to her life that was going to be very different now. She had a ticket in the windscreen of her car, but it didn’t matter, pretty soon, she would pay her own parking fines.

 

 

 

Chucks Huge Penis Pleases Everyone Part 1

donna_mom on Cheating Stories

Chuck was a 28 year old man. He was very attractive but also very dumb. He had tan skin and a well built body, he looked liked he was only about 20 years old, the thing most attractive though, was his 13 by 3 inch cock. He had a somewhat chubby brunette wife that he married a month ago named Jenny.Chuck loved Jenny they fucked everynight after Chuck came home from his job. Chuck worked at a grocery store and made a little bit more then minimum wage. He didn't seem to care though since Jenny made enough to get them though life. One night Chuck left work at 10:10, 10 minutes after the store closed. He reliezed that he had left his cell phone and wallet in his locker. He 10 minutes back to the store, there was only one car left in the parking lot. He walked into the store and back to the brea
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k room. He walked into the break room. He walked in one of the head managers, Tracy. Tracy was laying on the table completely nude and fucking a large pink dildo. Tracy had her right leg up and was bucking her pussy all over the dildo. She had long dark brown hair, she wore glasses, and big wet lips. Chuck's dick became very stiff as he watched Tiffany's perfectly rounded, larged b sized breasts bounce up and down. "Oh fuck, fuck yyyyyyyyeahhhhh" Tracy moaned louder and louder still with her eyes closed. She slammed the dildo into her bald pussy lips, faster and faster she went, her shrieks turned into screams as Tracy erupted all over the dildo. She slowed her hand down and collapsed on the table. By now Chuck cock was fully erect and very noticable. Chuck stood in amazment, suddenly slowing rolled off the desk and turned away from Chuck. Tracy grabbed her black lace thong and put it on. Chuck watched the lace disapear between Tiffany's buttcrack. She put on her silk black bra still having her back towards Chuck. Tracy turned around to pick up her shirt. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted Chuck. She jumped up "Chuck what are you doing here" she yelled. "I forgot my phone" Chuck stammered."Oh my god" Tracy said, she spotted the pink plastic cock on the floor. Tracy looked back toward Chuck, she saw his ragging boner. Tracy smiled and walked toward Chuck, "So what did you think as the show" she smirked as she stood right in front of him. "Great" Chuck said. "Since im finished how about I just do you" Tracy smiled as she placed her warm hand on Chuck's fully erect cock. Tracy got on her knees and unzipped Chuck's pants. His 13 inch monster sprung out of his pants, "oh my gosh, it's fucking huge" Tracy shrieked. Chuck smiled. Tracy took 5 inch of cock and started to bounce her head on Chuck's freakishly large dick. This was the best feeling ever for Chuck. Within minutes Tracy's head was slurping cock as fast as a rocket, Chuck felt his balls tighten. Tracy pulled out the cock just in time as Chuck sprayed his think cum all over Tracy's bra and cleavage. Tracy wipped a finger through her cleavage and pulled out a large strand of white cum. She sucked her finger till all the cum was off and swallowed. Tracy continued doing this until she got every drop possible. Tracy stood up and got the rest of her clothes, "lets talk about a raise for you, sometime after work" she smiled as she walked out the room. Chuck grabbed his phone and wallet and drove home. Chuck had the next two days off. He enjoyed fucking Jenny for serveral hours boths nights after she got home. He had decided that he wasn't going to tell her or anyone else about the affair. Thursday he was back at work. Tracy had the night off and Chuck was sad to hear about that. The strange thing was that almost eveyone in the whole store had heard about the night with Tracy. He wondered if Tracy told. The cashier he worked with today was a single 35 year old woman named Carrie.Carrie had lite brown hair with blonde highlights, b-sized tits and an average sized ass. Carrie and Chuck were already were friends but Carrie was asking alot of questions about Tracy. Chuck denied it and said he didn't know what she was talking about. "Well is it true you have a 13 inch cock" She asked. Chuck smiled, "I'll take that as a yes" She smierked, a customer wlaked into their lane. At about 9:30 everyone but Carrie and Chuck were left. They hadn't seen a costumer for 15 minutes and decided to see if anyone was in the store. They checked every row, nothing. "I guess theres no one here" Chuck said."You know what you can do now right" Carrie asked. "what" Chuck asked, "show me your cock" Carrie demanded. "I can't-its not right i'm married" Carrie starred at him. "No I can't-No" Chuck tried to resist. "Your saying you don't want to fuck this" Carrie turned to her side and slapped her ass through her skin-tight black silky pants, "come on, I know you do". Chuck couldn't help it, Chuck pulled his pants down to reveal his semi-hard cock. Carrie quickly jumped to her knees and put the cock in her mouth. Chuck's cock quickly filled Carrie's mouth as his cock became hard. Chuck pulled Carries shirt off and started to squeeze Carries breasts as she continued to suck on his monster cock. Carrie stopped and pulled Chuck to the ground. Carrie pulled off her tight pants and licked Chucks purple head and licked down to his balls and then up again. Carrie pulled off her purple thong and squatted over the enormous dick. She slowly sat on the cock. She moaned loudly as she she took in 3 inches.Chuck grabbed Carries ass and tried pushing her down, 3 more inches went in. Juices were flowing down Carries legs as wave after wave of orgasms hit. Chuck pushed 2 more inches into the bald pussy. "No more" Carrie screamed, Chuck slowing shoved another inch into the already streched pussy. Carrie began to buck wildly against his cock. She screamed in delight as she and Chuck had their orgasms at the same time. Carrie slowly got off his cock and began to suck it, she did this until Chuck was soft. Carrie and Chuck got on their clothes and left exactly at 10. He got home to find 2 suitcases and a note on the door. Chuck walked to the door and read the note : Chuck, Tracy called about tomorrow night she said she couldn't wait to fuck you AGAIN! It's over, good bye! Chuck got into his car and drove to a hotel and spent all of his cash that he had left. The next day at work Chuck saw Tracy he tried to pretend that he didn't see her, but she saw him. Tracy walked over, "I hope you didn't mind me breaking you and Jenny up, you want to come to my place tonight" she said as she squeezed his ass from behind, "ok" was all Chuck could say. At 8, when he got off Tracy was waiting, "Don't worry about your car I'll drive you to work tomorrow, after some fun tonight" she winked. They drove to Tracy's house. They got out of the car and Tracy ran him up to the master bedroom. Tracy owned a 2 story house in the middle of no where, about 25 minutes away from the store. Tracy quickly pushed Chuck onto the bed and told him to get ready for a fuck of a lifetime. She then walked into her walk-in closet and closed the door. Chuck pulled down his pants and got his dick ready. Several minutes later Tracy walked out of the closet, she wore black stockings, a 5 inch stiletto heels, and her sexy black glasses. She jumped on top of Chuck, "I'm ready" Chuck positioned his cock and inserted 6 inches "I've been practing to get ready for this. Tracy used her whole body and pushed 3 more inches in before she let out a loud deep moan. Precum leaked out of Chucks dick into her snatch. Chuck and Tracy humped for about 5 minutes. Tracy then stopped and pushed another inch in, she now had 10 full inch up her pussy. She shouted and screamed in delight as Chuck started to fuck her, Chuck squeezed and pinched her nipples as she bounched on top of him. Tracy screamed as her orgasm shook her whole body for what seemed like about a minute, Chuck was so excited seeing Tracy like this he pumped his sperm into Tracy's drenched snatch and filled her up with cum. Chuck moved into Tracy's house for the time being. 2 weeks later they found out that Tracy was pregnant and Chuck got a raise. Part 2 is hopefully to come soon.

What my wife doesn't know

skitzo69 on Cheating Stories

What my wife doesn’t know!

 

Let me start off by saying I don’t hate being married, or my wife. It all started when she went out of town for a few days to visit with some friends of hers. I was bored, and horny. Rather than watching porn like normal. I saw an ad on TV for a chat line. Once I got on there I left my message saying I’m a 28yr old male, married, home alone for a week. Most of the girls came on and gave me shit for being on here when my wife is away. I didn’t care though. One girl replied telling me how fucking hot it made her. We talked about fucking on my wife’s side of the bed, and rubbing her wet cunt on my wife’s p

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illow, and sheets.  We were both masturbating and getting dirtier and dirtier as the conversation went on. During the conversation she replied “Do you want to make this come true?” I replied instantly “YES.” She gave me her number and I called her.

We arranged for her to come over that night. She told her husband she was going to see a friend, and was coming over to see me. I was nervous I had no clue what she looked like, what her name was, or if she was even serious. All I knew about an hour later a knock on my door revealed an average looking girl who walked into my house and instantly started making out with me. I directed her to my wife and I’s bed where I started stripping her down as quick as I could.  Once naked she said “Call me your wife’s name and do what you want with me. Use me like you always wanted to.” So that’s exactly what I did. I ate that cunt out, I licked her ass finger fucked her and shoved my dirty finger in her mouth. Things normally I wouldn’t even dare with my wife.  It didn’t take me long to start fucking her. Doggy style at first I shoved my “wife’s” head into her pillow and started fucking her hard. She was moaning, and panting, and screaming into her pillow. I pulled out of her pussy and made her spit all over my cock to get it lubed up. I pointed the head of my cock right up to her cute little tight asshole. I started pushing it in slowly, and she just thrust herself right back on it, telling me to use her asshole hard. I finally couldn’t hold out any longer and shot my load right up her ass. When I pulled out my cum poured out of her ass onto the sheets and she licked it up right off the bed. She went pee in the bathroom changed and right before she left she asked me how many more days my wife was gone. I told her 3, and she said that tomorrow she will be here same time.

After she left I kinda felt bad for fucking her, let alone on my wife’s bed. Cum stained on her side of the sheets, some random whore’s face buried in her pillow. The next day I talked to my wife on the phone for a few minutes telling her everything was fine here. As I sat counting down the hours till that whore came over.

There was a knock on the door, and I opened it up to find her here true to her word the same time as last. She took me by the hand and let me to my room. She stripped naked, and went into my wife’s drawer until she found her panties. She put a pair on and started rubbing herself in them. I couldn’t fucking believe how hot it was. Next thing I know she climbed on the bed right over my body and started pissing through my wife’s panties. All over my body, and our bed. She brought her pissing cunt up to my face and pissed on it, then down my whole body over my cock, and balls. When she was finished she said she had now marked her territory on me and that I was her’s not my wife’s. She took off the panties, neatly folded them up, and put them back into the drawer. She told me to leave them there for her to wear. We fucked for about an hour that night, in different positions. Before she left and I told her our last night would be tomorrow. She said “no your wife will be home tomorrow, it’s not our last night”

When she arrived the next day I couldn’t wait. She pulled me yet again into our bedroom, and asked me what I really wanted. I told her I wanted to degrade my wife when she’s not around. She went into the bathroom and pulled out her toothbrush, and went back into the bedroom and grabbed some more panties as well as a few dildos she keeps in her drawer.  She again stood up over the bed spread her legs and started pissing on me again, holding her panties, her toys, and her toothbrush rubbing them in her piss. I was so fucking turned on I pushed her on the bed and let loose a torrent of my own piss all over her my wife’s things and our bed. She lay on the bed squirming around telling me to fucking piss all over her nasty body. She took my pissing cock and directed it all over her body, and in her mouth. After I was done I started fucking her so hard. She told me to stop so I pulled out of her and rolled over stroking my cock. She grabbed my wife’s toothbrush and started fucking herself with it. She pulled it out of her pussy and stuck it right up her tight little ass.  I was so turned on seeing my wife’s toothbrush up this little slut’s asshole. She climbed onto my cock and started fucking me while my wife’s toothbrush was still up her ass. I turned her over so I can fuck her doggy style and started pushing the toothbrush in and out of her ass. She grabbed my wife’s picture on the side of the bed and started rubbing it all over her piss covered body. I shot my load right up her cunt it was so fucking hot. When I pulled out she took my wife’s now piss stained panties and started pushing them into her cunt. She pulled out the toothbrush out of her ass and walked and put it away in the bathroom. She came back from the bathroom and pulled out the panties that were in her cunt, she squatted on the floor and pushed out the remained of my cum and her pussy juices onto the crotch of the panties, folded them again and put them back into her drawer. As she was putting her own clothes back on, she told me that she was coming back in two days during the day to smell and use my wife’s panties, and my cock.

Before my wife arrived home I did my best to clean up and dry the sheets and mattress. I used the blow-drier for an hour on the mattress, and then sprayed febreeze to try and make it smell better. She had no clue once she came home. It was as though nothing had happened. Before bed she went for a shower, and I went to go pee in the bathroom she got out and started brushing her teeth. She had a funny look on her face once she put it in her mouth, but she never stopped brushing. She had no clue that less then 24 hours ago some nasty slut who’s name I still didn’t know had pissed all of it, shoved it up her cunt, and I had fucked her asshole with it.  Then she went to bed to change. She put on a “Fresh” pair if of panties and went to sleep. I masturbated so hard that night.

My stranger and I continued to fuck for about a month after that using my wife’s dirty panties, or toys and toothbrush over and over again. I can’t get over how dirty it is. She even takes a shit in the bathroom and rubs my wife’s dirty panties all over them, and wraps them around my cock and sucks me off.  She is such a slut. But she just stopped coming over after that month, and I’ve never been able to learn her name or find her since then. My wife and I are still married, I’m just waiting to meet another slut who will be that dirty in bed, and my poor wife will have no clue.

 

OLD INTO YOUNG 1

itsonlyfun on Cheating Stories

 pt.1 The lead in;   (Pt 2 arrived first I'm afraid.I must try harder.)

 A fluke view of my old neighbour led me to some sexual activity with him.

 At 29 with a husband and 2 kids life was fine,then it got even better!

 After all,what are neighbours for?

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 I awoke at 5 one bright summers morning dying for a pee. - the very hot day previously had led to much greater intake of liquid and thus my bladder was full, - So,popping out of bed to my upstairs toilet with its window wide open because of the heat,I noticed a sound outside. Having gushed

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a torrent and then standing up to pat my pussy lips dry with some tissue as we women do,naturally I glanced out to see what had made this noise. There before me in his garden not next door but next again stooped my old neighbour mucking about with his plants. Thing was! He was absolutely nude. - being very early I guess he felt no one would see him, - The cool morning air was noticable in as much,his nipples were stood out hard on his chest and as he turned a bit towards me,his scrotum sac was tightened up under about 4 inches of heavily foreskined penis.

 Shocked my nipples crinkled and hardened with the sight before me. This was never how I imagined an old man of about seventies cock and balls to be. I just imagined them to be hanging all saggy and useless. Although I'd never consciously thought about it before now anyway. - Though I was some way away,what further surprised me was his pubes. They were a lovely bushy auburn not grey like his head hair is. Again this was just an assumption as it had never entered my head really. Now this is what other women out there may be surprised about. I felt my pussy responding to what I was seeing,I could feel myself getting moist,I even felt myself,just to be sure. Strange? Well yeah! I thought so at the time as well. After all he was no Chippendale!

 I couldn't drag myself away from watching him and as he moved about with his cock dangling and swaying I squeezed my legs together and felt the tops of my thighs stick and drag at each other as I opened them a bit, - my juices were increasing obviously, - A young bloke yeah,but this was a man that could have fathered my mum or dad. When he eventually disappeared back in his house I hung on hoping for more but then I went back to my bed,guiltily but excitedly thinking,if my husband knew what I'd just been up to,he'd not be happy,especially if he felt what it had done to my pus-pus.

 I couldn't get back to sleep, I just lay there running what I'd seen around in my mind. I knew he'd been widowed about ten years ago and in my now dirty mode,wondered if he'd had a fuck since,or for that matter,wanted for one? He's a bloke after all,I bet he has regarding both questions.

 A thought was now growing in my mind, - Stop now Lucie, 'that's me' - I wonder if I should respond in kind for the old boy? That is not to wander about my garden naked,that would be to obvious and anyway,somebody else might see me, No! just a bit of titivation,you know a bit of planned accidental flashing here and there. The more I thought it the wetter I was getting. Very stealthily so as not to wake hubby I started to masterbate, - Fuck! this was about an old mans knob,I still can't believe I done that,but there it was dangling in my minds eye, - How long was it now? Who fucking cares? sssh! keep your finger going,sssh!

 Anyway if I was spotted by anyone else that way it would be assumed purely accidental. Of course hiding in amongst these devious thoughts of mine were,why had it made me so fruity? I couldn't tell you,as I just don't know! But I now decided on a way foreward. With hubby at work and my two kids being below school age,I could use my tending to them playing etc.while being skimpy clothed I would reveal all,well,nearly all anyway.

 So about 9.30 next day while giving the kids their breakfast out on the BBQ bench,being dressed in an above knee dressing gown with no knickers on,I was ready to set about my plan. Ding! oops! Silly mummy,she's dropped the spoon. The ding had drawn the old man's attention if that was necessary,which I doubt. Bending,not stooping as well I could have,I knew by feel the back of my dressing gown was rising up the back of my thighs as I pointed my rear towards my neighbours gaze, I was pretty sure he could now see my, - though I say it with proud modesty, - the half moon creases of my pert bum cheeks perched above a nice pair of sexy thighs. I knew the half moons of my bum were on show because my husband kept asking me when clothed in this gown to bend like I was now to let him gaze at my half moons as he called them.

 He'd keep me bent over for ages,sometimes till I ached,but it was well worth it because it always had the same result,I got a hell of a fucking. My pussy had already been wet thinking about my plan and if my half moons were now showing my pussy pout would also be poking out through my thighs. OOPS! I straightened,I'd not intended to go that far,at least not the first time. Turning now and speaking to him for the first time this day. "Oh! Hello,nice to see you out and about" "Likewise to you Lucy this fine morning,with everything fine and rosey" I coloured up a bit,did he mean mine? We stood nattering. As it happened our mutual gardens only had walls of about two foot six (76cm) thus all our sexual assets could be shown if one desired. The house between us was empty at this time so we stood some more and talked across at one another.

 By now I sensed my old neighbour was more than keen to keep me talking. I also noticed his gaze was concentrated towards my crotch area. Although I wanted to further my sexual flirting I stayed talking. It then dawned on me. As you stand for a while you tend to adjust your stance which I had unconsciously done while talking and in doing so, I'd put one leg up on a rather tall upside down plant pot. Whilst this action had in turn opened the lower part of my gown I again felt myself flush up as I realised the lifted thigh as though stepping up a high step was totally revealing knee along my under-thigh to my bum and no doubt my pussy as well. God,what if he can see my cunt is all wet?

 I decided to go with this un-planned plan instead. Being slightly side on I adjusted my stance suitably towards my old friend to give him a full on view. He in turn dropped his hands a little to a half clasp across his pubic area. I am having an affect,I'm pretty sure he's starting to get hard. He must be able to see my cunt! My litt'lest tumbled so on having to move I broke his gaze but I knew he was still stood there looking and I guess hoping for more and more I gave him.  Bending over now completely with my ass towards him as I retrieved my tot, I distinctly heard him suck in air through his teeth. This could only mean one thing,he now had a full view of my puffed up vulva,inside pussy lips which always peeped from between and the mass of pubes - I never shave down there - up each side and across my mound of venus. While bending as much now as I was,I naturally had my legs open and with the gown dangling lower; in its shadow he probably was viewing right up to the undersides of my now dangling breasts. I instinctively swayed a bit to make this dangling swing. WELL! I mean.

His trouser leg said it all as I peeped back under my arm towards him,a half hard swelling had appeared at his right trouser leg as his eyes stared hungrily at my sexual assets. From this stance I broke away having tended my tot,as I straightened up in time to hear a, PHEW! eminating from him,then purely by accident on responding to my neighbour again as I turned back towards him a rose bush thorn snagged my top and dragged aside revealing one boob and pert hard crinkly nipple. Oops! sorry about that! "I'm not though" was his cheeky retort.

 Now hoping I hadn't overplayed my acted, "I must start to do my washing machine a mo' I exclaimed. In making towards my door,I couldn't resist just one more tease, I make a half pirouette raising a flairlike swing hoping he got a last flash up to my thigh tops. That half hard cock had clearly become a tent at the front of his trousers and I quite blatantly made a stare at it. He in turn grinned widely and in no uncertain manner turned side on thus showing just how tented his trousers were. Dirty old man! Ha!Ha!

 I kept this sexual flirting up daily through the fine spell including darting out my back with the thinnest pair of panties and a wet cotton Tee shirt, - Made wet by me innocently holding cold wet washing against my chest as I took it to my line,that never failed to arouse my large nipples and always my old neighbour was waiting,having given me my 5 o'clock treat earlier of course even though he hadn't realised this. My morning gloat did have an effect though,but this was on my hubby. "You got a bladder problem from having the kids?" "No!" I just passed this off by pointing out they'd both been delivered by ceasarian section so as to keep my pussy nice and tight for him. Satisfied with this he took no further interest in my early morning activity.

 I know this may sound terrible,but the trouble now was,I wanted more! Wierd though it may seem,after my daily performance I was sneaking upstairs away from the kids to masterbate myself and while I was masterbating I was imagining him two doors up,wanking at the same time as me. We seemed to have a commonality that I just couldn't put my finger on. Age difference seemed irrelevant,being completely honest,I wanted to fuck him and him to fuck me. I tried telling myself its crazy,but wanted to and that was it. So,there!

 Then it happened,he caught me looking from my toilet window. I darted back as he looked up,but to late,I just knew he had spotted me. Then like a little girl peeping again he was stood grinning towards me. I smiled guiltily at him forgetting I was stark naked as this was how we always slept,not one stitch of night clothes. He now had a full on of my tits and I felt my oreoles crinkle up as my nipples hardened. He just kept staring as I just brazenly stood completely still and blushed from my tits to my forehead. - How crazy is that after all my flashing? He mouthed, "Lovely" and I blushed even more but still stood there.

 Later in the garden I was back to my old tricks but it was different I know,as he adjusted his hardness blatantly and hanging on to his knob and grinning. "Like it? I love yours" At which I found myself nodding yes and feeling even more horny. "When are you coming up for that sponsorship money?" Fuck! He is,he's planning to fuck me! "You've done the run now haven't you? I'd come over the walls to give it to you but it'll be easier for you to pop in" I nodded,yes I'd done it and yes I'll pop in adding. "Our mum's taking the kids for all of next week and my hubbies working away as well. He give me a wry smile and he and I knew we were in harmony on what was going to happen

"Okay,pop up for that sponsor money mind,I won't pop over now,come to my front door then,anytime,that alright?" Yeah. I was stood there throbbing with excitement. I was going to get it,I just knew I was!

 Go to pt.2 if you like it,Bye. 

    

  

A Friendship Lost....Part 3 The Conclusion

mandylvs on Cheating Stories

It was Halloween night and her friend had convinced her to lie to her ex say she was sick and have him pick up her kids. Her friend told her she needed a night out to relax and have fun while her fiance was gone. Her friend came over and they got all dolled up, eventhough her friend had decided they were going to the local country dance club. She was the time that listened to R&B and adding a pole to her dancing could get her $1 bills.

Remembering the club was a place he liked to frequent she decided to ask her friend if they could invite him along. She was trying to convince herself it was to hook him up with her friend. Afterall he was a nice guy and her friend needed a good guy in ther life. It was a plan, he was going to meet them there

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She was dressed in a flame red halter top dress that was so low cut her nipples were just barely hidden. It was short too, so short she couldn't bend over in it without showing off her red thong. She wore stilleto heels, intending to totally just play wingman for her friend. Vowing to never two step.

 
Her and her friend played pool for about an hour before he finally showed. She couldn't help but search the crowd for him the whole time. Excited when she fianlly spotted him walking towards them. She pointed him out to her friend, trying to hide the eagerness in her voice. Feeling her face flush as he approached them.

He gave her a quick hug as she introduced him to her friend. She noticed a bulge in his pants jump as he pulled her in. She found herself yurning for him agian. As she reminded herself she had invited him for her friend, she tried to distance herself.

They all shot some pool taking turns. The whole time she was secretly giving him looks and whispering to him for no reason whenever she got a chance. He made a point of touching her bare back everytime he passed her. They were flirting too much and her friend noticed, but she found herself quickly not caring. When her friend slipped away to go to the bathroom he finally asked her if he could come over that night, she turned him down. After 5 hours of him teaching her how to dance and about two dozen games of pool they decided it was time to go home.

She found herself wanting to spend some more time with him and asked him if she could catch a ride with him. Afterall her friend lived on the otherside of town and she was on his way home. Of course he obliged quickly whisking her away to his car. It was a really cold night, so he gave her his coat to cover with while the car warmed up. They sat and made small talk waiting for her friend to pull away.

He pointed out he could see her hard nipples though her dress, she brushed it off as due to the cold. But she knew it was him that made them hard, she wanted him to touch her all over her body. Finally he grew up the nerve asking if what had happened before could reoccur. She couldn't resist any longer and told him yes. The ride was awkard nether knowing what to say.

As they walked through the parking lot and up the stairs to her second floor apartment she felt her pussy dripping juices. Something about him just made her so horny. She was fumbleing with her keys at the door, trying to write it off as being tired. He knew she was nervous but so was he. Finally she opened the door.

Once in the door she quickly dropped her coat and purse on the table and pulled off her shoes, dropping a good 5 inches in height. He led her over to the couch syaing she looked like she needed another massage. She found herself quickly enthralled in his world. Almost cumming from the warmth of his hands again.

 This time she didn't want to play coy afterall it was really late and she had to get up early. After about two minutes she turned and told him to undo his pants as she undid her top letting her breasts free. Again his cock just sprang right out of his pants harder than she had remembered the time before. She just sat and marveled at it's size for a few minutes stroking it gently.

She took it into her mouth again, this time vowing to give him a blowjob he wouldn't forget. She deep throated and sucked and tickled it with her tounge. Everytime she felt it starting to pulsate stopping briefly not allowing him to cum. She drug it out for about 20 minutes the whole time him tellign her how mean it was, she didn't care she was going to treat him good this time. She knew this would probably be the last time she saw him, afterall she wanted to be a good wife, she never wanted to hurt her fiance and if he stayed in the picture it would complicate things.

When she finally let him cum, it flooded her mouth, much more than the last time. She drank up every bit not wanting to let a drop go.  She loved the taste of his cum it was so salty but it tasted so sweet on her tounge. She continued to suck and lick him for another 10 minutes.

He told her he wanted to return the favor. She had other things in mind. She told him that would just make her beg for sex. He said he didn't mind. He slid a finger into her already dripping pussy. She ached for his cock and she came just thinking about it.

She started begging him to fuck her, she needed it, she wanted it, just one more time. He quickly undressed completely and pulled her legs up to his shoulders and rammed his cock in. She began a continous orgasm that seemed to never end as he was fucking her trying different positions. Things he said he had seen and wanted to do the whole time he was gone. She told him she was his to door with as he pleased.

Her legs began to feel like jello as he finally shoved her down onto her stomach from doggy and he pulled out cumming all over her legs and ass with a grunt. She felt so dirty but satisfied all at once. She noticed his cock was still hard so she decided to suck him just a little more. Mostly just teasing. As she looked over at his phone she realized it was already 230am and she had to get up at 6am.

As she told him it was time for him to go, she found herslef not wanting him to go. She had to have him go, she was engaged afterall. As he got up to leave she gave him a quick hug and led him to the door, flashing him one last smile. Locking the door with a sigh behind him because she knew she would never be able to talk to him again. He was a good lay though....

 

 

 

LIFES SEXUAL PERKS 22/1

itsonlyfun on Cheating Stories

 Fact or fiction? you decide.

 Shocked? You bet!                                                                               (A bit long,but you can"t rush a 2 hour screw can you?)

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 Right up till my wife Jackie ordered, yes ordered me, to get M

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onday as a holiday and even beyond I was still doubting her word about her mate being up for it. But when I got no nooky after using my no fail tactic, only to be told,good boy wait till this afternoon,did I really start getting hot for Moira"s pussy. Even then I was apprehensive half expecting Moira or Jackie to cry off. When the shout from Jackie came,my heart was pounding in my ears,my body was hot all over like a blush,but glancing in a mirror as I picked up my cuppa,the only give away was my neck was as red as fire.

 When Jackie told Moira to show me her tits I nearly vapourized I can tell you. I know my Jackie can be forthright,all the same I expected Moira to just scoot out our frontdoor. Scoot she did not. In fact she probably shocked herself as she complied and so brazenly let me see her cleavage. That cleavage is perfectly to my liking. TITS Nearly the thickness of my hardon apart with the texture of her tits skin just soft enough to wrinkle when you draw your finger across them. This was the exact texture of Jackie"s.

 On seeing the deep purple bra so to my liking,not only did I know that was Jackie"s input,but my beast let me know he was trying to push up past the waistband of my slacks. A tell,tell, wetness also told me beasty was ahead of my hands touching any pussy in lube for pussy terms. But how the fuck do I start from cold? I cast my mind back to Jackie with Den but the way they started just didn"t seem to fit today. Don"t get me wrong,its just that the first instant even with Jackie and Den involved an intake of alcohol and a darkened lane before hand.

 That didn"t fit either. Ah well! So I get my ass on my viewing chair as Jackie calls it after any particular pair of thighs she"d spotted me eyeing has left,inevitably adding you letcherous old gitt,me old at 22. Gutted? I am! Moira is sitting like a school ma"am, I can see more of Jackies ass than Moira"s. Mind much earlier I"d put my strategically placed table lamp on so if any thigh/pussy came in view it would have been bright enough for photography.

 Early days yet,though while thinking this my mind flicked to,I wonder how long I can have with her? Moira that is. Taking a swig of tea I nearly spill it. Fuck Jackie! Real bad timing to get her leg up to see her shoes,I mean cunt,well no! nearly cunt. There it is,I should have realised,those fucking deep purple panties that always make my cock wet. Talk about flash! The throbbing in my ears starts again and has doubled up in my groin while my mind is asking,why haven"t you tried to fuck Moira before like Den kept trying to get your wife. Mind I did touch on it once with Moira,but she whispered back, to near home.

 That fucking Dragon got a lot to answer for. Near home or not! All it took was my Jackie"s connivance. Sexually speaking I"m beginning to think. All things are possible if my wife has an input. I realise I haven"t blinked since Moira"s pussy hairs came into view,then as my eyes began to sting I saw Jackie was watching me,was she? or was she studying through my mirror what she"d got for my beasty? Our eyes met she gave a very faint smile while letting her eyes indicate she was about to head out to do some cock teasing.

 At this instant Moira dropping her leg back down seemed oblivous to my new view of much of her pubes plus other desirable attributes she had. I know I let out a noise,not a gasp nor a choking sound, lets say an imagined sound if one could jab your own cock up your own ass sound! Moira never hid it until Jackie got up to go. I was sure by this time I"d fuck up and shoot my first load in my slacks. That would really bollocks it for all.

 We looked at each other directly,then we equalled on a slight smile. a bit uncomfortably I said "You are alright with this Mo" are you?" Just a tiny bit squeaky she said, "Yes but I"m not sure how to,I know it sounds stupid coming from a married woman,but I"ve only had my husband before this. The adultery thing is exciting but scarry because there"ll be no going back"

 I stood,come on let me sit in and you sit on my lap,as she did I took the chance to raise the back of her skirt up past her bum,she looked at me questioningly as she rapped her arms around my neck. Mustn"t let any tell,tell signs get on that we"ll take it off in a bit. I could feel her trembling slightly, "Its alright,I"ll stop what I"m doing anytime you feel you want me too and if I start or am doing something you want to abandon just you say" She spoke quietly,I couldn"t quite catch it, equally quietly I asked her to repeat it. Slightly louder she said, "Its so different from my husband,you"re being gentle and understanding almost reading my every thought"

 "How? How do you know?" Sex is loving,lust and especially for women something to be artistic with."I wonder why all men don"t see that,no wonder Jackie is so horny all the time,waiting for you to come home" ..."Even if I can get it, its more a wham bam, I"ve cum finish off yourself thing" Not here,not today! I say. While this quiet banter is progressing I"ve been playing and nuzzling her neck and ears,while at the same time almost as though she hasn"t noticed I"ve eased her jumper up and pushed her bra up past one tit exposing a totally firm nipple surrounded by the most crinkled oreole you could hope for.Her tits were lovely. As the first popped pass the bottom of her bra its nipple jiggled her breast, she giggled (The first) and moved a bit on my cock."It twitched then I could feel it" she said.

 Her legs were laying almost down the line of my own,now emboldened with the giggle I put my hand under her ass and eased my hard one at the same time lifting one of her legs to lie over the arm of the chair. She smiling now started to help,using her hooked leg to support her weight,she lifted and I got rid of her skirt for safety chucking it over the other chair. "Safety first for my lady" A squeeze round the neck and our first kiss,no tongue just a thank you type for looking out for her, after situation. On the break, "I might not have thought of that,imagine if I"d had sticky on the back" her eyes raised and she made as with a noose up the side of her ear.

 I went into crude mode. I"d just have to cut you down and fuck you while you were still warm" Jab,Jab, Do they all do that? With the changing of positions I now saw both her tits had escaped. Smooching into her busoms, my voice disappears into her breast as I say,this poor little one wants a kiss as well! Now shoeless I glance her toes wiggling as I cover my teeth with my lips and start to nurse on her two tits. Tiny intakes of breath are coming to my ears now and she starts squeezing her tit I"m on as though she has milk for me.

 Quietly again she says,"it was never like this,suck,go on suck!" I do. Not to be left out,my hands are on her knickers,I so love playing and feeling in, around and eventually removing them. At times Jackie gets so worked up with this she say "please,please take them off I can"t take it anymore,I"ll run out of love juice,No,no more Rich" But this is early days with Moira. Running my hand across her belly,I gently lift her waist band and put just a finger down the front,I feel pubes masses of them,easing my finger back out I offer my fingers to the top of the knicker leg up by her hip. A little in I find pubes,by now I can feel love juice in my slacks. Moira has been playing with my ears and neck,but each time I creep under her panties, she pants quietly while I feel her body reacting.

 In my ear now. "God,your touch is driving me wild,where did you learn it?" Tempted to say from my aunt,I refrained and instead said,"Its an art like I said" Bolder now she lifted and eased her knicker gusset down slightly,while smiling embarrassingly. Her hand continued back down between her legs and I felt her fingers touch then circle the head of my cock through my slacks. As her hand came back through her legs she looked at her fingers which were showing a sheen of wetness. putting her mouth close in to my ear again,"Is that me making you sticky?" she whispered, equally quietly I said "of course but why are you being so quiet?" "Someone might hear us!" Gently I chuckled,it doesn"t matter if they did which they wont! They"d just think its Jackie being raped again!" Looking puzzled,"Raped?" Yeah didn"t she tell you about our bestman? He rapes her all the time! looking even more puzzled,

 Yeah,when he does her she keeps telling him to go away,he mustn"t rape a respectable wife. I think its two fold,it helps her conscience and its her favourite way of being fucked in her mind. "Jack, said you"re good with stories" When we can, I"ll try one for you,what do you dream of being the best way to be done? Pinking up, "I"d be rather embarrassed to tell you" No problem,plenty of time or maybe you"d rather tell Jackie and let her tell me,then I could compile one for you if you decide you"d want to make a habit of me doing this.

 While talking,I now had my hand in her panties via her loosened leg holes. Pussy and panties were soaking now and every now and then she"d shut off talking and giving little pants I knew I was hitting an important spot of her anatomy. This time she lifted and I eased her panties off of her. Helping by bringing her legs up,I took the opportunity to release my beast from his lair.With my slacks open and no pants it was perfectly matching her gap between her thighs. I"m not sure whether she had realised what I"d done but as she settled back my cock was a bit down from her pussy and as she had her legs pretty wide I assume expecting me now to get my hand on and in her vagina,beasty hadn"t made our pussy owner aware of his presence so close to its goal.

 Feeling her now soaking pussy,I can smell the aroma as I play around and begin to venture in. I can feel some differences outside and inside,her clit hood feels very rubbery,her clit is a little smaller than jackie"s but as hard as my cock. As I venture deeper inside,I found what I thought was some fatty protrusions but then as I rubbed oh so gently on her clit these protrusions clasped so tight on my finger I realised it was very powerful pussy muscles. I"ve only ever felt this grip by a virgin vagina before or since and she was no virgin she had a baby the same age as ours.

 I now had my thumb doing her outside and wanted to do a Den on the inside,feeling for this G spot. By now I had a feeling Moira"s pussy might be a little shallower in length than the others I"d felt or been in. Suddenly I must have hit the G she jumped a bit then as I speeded up on her clit she started gasping so quickly and her bum was jumping and sliding. Contact! My beast touched her pussy,her eyes opened and she looked and screwed her face up in ecstasy. I knew now what the G spot was for as she"d jerked into an orgasm,my finger was touching a spongy part of her vagina,I estimate it was about just behind her clit but may have been up or down a bit.

 While she was cumming my cock was now slippery with her love juice and as she closed her legs a bit,she put her hand back between them which in turn pressed her nearest tit and flattening it against my chest. Her hand had my cock and was pressing it to her slit. Closing on my beast as she slid her hand out of her now tightly closed legs she started to gently hump. Although this was a miniscule amount of movement I could feel my foreskin getting drawn back and forward and my asshole started to twitch as I felt the sap beginning to rise. As suddenly as I had ever known, my beast erupted baby juice all over the tight gap of her cunt groove and thighs. Three or four more shots went over her and looking at me, "You"ve cum!" I nodded, coming close again,"I"m ever so pleased,it means my pussy is desirable" I"ve cum as well; I thought you were quiet doing that? "Well what if I was heard?" I told you it wouldn"t matter. Well,you know!

 Later I felt a bit sad but then elated,having realised her self esteme had been so deflated by those two that she doubted her pussy or she herself had any ability to please. This was a brilliant start of recovery for her. I hugged her for a while then moved out from under her. Now she was giggling for real,"look at my pussy you"ve covered it in your stuff and look at those trousers you"ll never get that off if it dries. 

 Sit on the middle of the chair arms a minute,right out on the end. (These club chairs were oak framed with long flat arms making a perfect flat seat at a good height for the average womans leg length and if they reached a point of desire where they wanted to open wide they could put there legs up on the cushion part and even lie back flat. If laying with their bum right at the edge it was a perfect position to have their pussy licked or bum hole rimmed. Jackie put a lot of time in on these arms I can tell you.

 So Moira having squelched her pussy on these arms and giggling at the amount of goo she"d now deposited on the wood. Naked except for her jumper which I enjoyed as it stayed above those two lovely breasts and with her puppy fat fitting beautifully on all her assets I again started on her nipples,breasts then down her rubbery belly/navel,belly again and then I pulled away and smoothing her mass of pubes,combing them with my fingers they bushed up and I dove my face into them,mouth open and blowing my hot breath at her pussy fur, she pinked up again as I looked up while I continued to fondled this fur. "Its so much" Yes its beautiful, "Wow,I didn"t think you"d like it,its so much,I thought it might put you off" Pouting my lips,"I haven"t got a split lip yet from even one hair cutting me" She giggling, "you"re teasing again,they wouldn"t cut a lip. Would they?" No course not I"m just funning.

 "Your sexyness is so light hearted" she jerked as I went back and round her side nibbling and it must have tickled her ticklish bit. I stood and took off what little clothes I had on. In true English fashion I left my socks on though. Turning like a model, I said,"What do you think? do I pass? will you mate with this body? Responding and joining in the spirit of the moment,she jumped off the arms and copied me twirling round,holding her arms above her head. This alone made me all but cum off again! In her best oldy fashion voice. "Does this body suit my Sire,will you mate with me my Sire?" Oh Boy! will I ever! As she stopped with her bum towards me and her hands now resting on the arms, I closed and holding her love handles I nibbled at her bum cheeks, she giving a little panting gasps again gripped the edge of the chair arms. Now she"s leaning forward even more I put tongue on her bum crease,licking and probing. "Oh god! oooh!" as my tongue found the spot,pulling her cheeky lovely bum apart I touched right on her hole.

 She jerked some more,"Oh I"ve never felt that before,ooo aaah! she bent even farther forward making her puffy pussy lips protrude from her thighs and her tits flatten on the arms of the chair sqeezing out each side of her torso. I so felt like bumming her at that instant! I lick deeper now,right through her cunt crack on up through her ass groove stopping at the membrain join of the two holes I dart my tongue in her pussy hole and with more difficulty try forcing my tongue into her asshole. "Whats happening back there? louder now than before, "I"m going to come again,aaagh! oooo! noooo! I"mmmmm cuuumiiing! Then her juice burst from her as she collapsed completely across the chair arms. Laying for a while I went out to the kitchen and dipped a finger into the butter. Hearing a very hushed noise outside the door,I knew Jackie was getting that jolly we talked about!

 Returning to the lounge and glancing at the window,Yes it was her, and her face said not all the action was on my side of the window. "Where did you go then?" Its ok I got some butter to put on you at the back. "Why?what for?" relax, I"m trying to get my tongue in and you"re so tight. "I didn"t think I was!" Yes you are,but this works with Jackie. "Oh,thats alright then, if you use it on her. What happened to all that spunk you put all over me?" I ate it. Giggling "Did you really? I never felt you wipe me before you started,you know,sucking and that" Yeah I licked it nearly all off,mixed with yours it tasted delicious.

 As the butter melted by her hot crinkly I started working it around her bum hole. "Thats nice but its not my pussy is it?" No,I"m doing your bum. "Why what for?" I"m going to do the same as I do in Jackie I lied. She lay quiet again as I started to rub her clit and inside her pussy going for that G again. I was somewhere near because she drew her legs up onto the cushions as though she was on the saddle on a horse. Her belly was flattened on the arms with her pubes looking like a small mat under her. When you cum this time I"m going to put it in you. "Ok,just as well,we must be running out of time!"

 My nob was solid,throbbing with every heartbeat and aching for a fuck. While still fingering her to climax,I reached across to the shelf and took an African banana from the dish. Being rather smaller than the carribean type and still rather green and firm,I felt it was a perfect dildo for my purpose. Moira came and started humping and making a noise more like my wife than before, it must have been her biggest orgasm. As she was at full orgasm,I lined up my beast and sunk it right up her cunt,surprising me as though her vagina was a bit shallower,the neck of her uterus swallowed the helmet of my cock completely.

 The cunt muscles gripped my cock so hard I had trouble actually fucking her with much movement but her pulsing muscles made me explode just as she grunted for fuck sake don"t shoot in me and make me pregnant. TO LATE NOW. I know I said I"d respond to her demands and I would have,but her muscles done me so good,what could I do. Now as her pussy muscles eased their pressure although I could still feel her uterus milking the beast like a dairy cows tit. Slowly I eased out a bit and started a steady rythm which Moira picked up on.

 As we started to build to another orgasm I worked the banana in between our bodies and very gently let it find its way up her ass. I could tell her movement was opening her bum hole and the banana was gradually disappearing with each grunt she produced.It must have passed her sphincter as it moved more easily with my belly pushing it to her. Again she exploded as did I cumming absolutely in cinc. We were done now as we calmed down the banana found its way back out of her bum. Eventually standing."What did you do? it felt like two doing me although I haven"t had that done but it really felt weird like two cocks. Grinning broadly I peeled the banana and before devouring it I made cock sucking movements in my mouth. Never? you didn"t fuck me with a banana did you,that"s filthy!" It didn"t half make you cum though didn"t it? "How did you get two in me?" Turning and bending where she had been,I made to poke another banana up my ass.

 In disbelief "I don"t believe you,not up there,never!" Jackie then appeared as we dressed. "Timed it just right,was it nice for you Moy? Enjoy it did you" "Fuck,did I,Richards lying now,he said he fucked my ass with one of your bananas" "If he said that"s what happened you bet he did" "He put some butter in my ass like he do you,then said he used the banana up it!" was it nice? "Yes,god did he make me cum ever" "Well that"s what counts. Oh and he uses the real thing up me" She lied. "What that big thing he"s got?" "Sure does" "Fucking hell,bet it hurts" "Not how he puts it in there" "I dont think I could. Bloody hell,look at the time!" I"ll walk over with you in case your legs wobble like a drunk. Moira looking and grinning,"Ok we"ll have to talk tomorrow,I"ll give you a magazine if the old cows out the front ok?" Course. Then they were gone. I can"t wait for Jackies return now! Just what was she up to out there?

 all for now.

Pushed Too Far

royalknights64 on Cheating Stories

"I want you, but I don't know if I should be doing this." I whispered to her, face to face standing in the backroom of the Recreation Center we worked at. She said nothing, only looked at me with desire. Those beautiful green eyes gazed directly back at me, as she moved in kissing me with more passion that I had felt from my girlfriend in months. I kissed back feeling foreign lips connect with mine. Her lips were incredible. Soft, warm, smooth, it had been three years since I kissed another girl, but it came back to me like riding a bike. I placed my hands on her waist pulling her closer to me feeling her body press against mine as we continued to kiss. She slipped her tongue into my mouth and I answered gently licking the tip of her tongue entering my mouth. We broke f
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or a second looking at eachother, both of us expecting a sign for us to stop what we were doing but it never came. We smiled at eachother both realizing we were getting what we had both been secrectly wanting for months. I hugged her tight lifting her off the ground, she wrapped her legs around me. I began moving towards the wall, pressing her against it gently.  

We began to kiss again, this time no reservations of what was right and wrong. I kissed her gently, but passionately showing her that I wanted this just as much as she did. Just as I imagined, she did the same back. We had flirted for months, now we were finally getting what we had been thinking. I pressed my body against hers, she placed her hands on the back of my head running her fingers through me hair kissing me. Our tongues moved around between our mouths, breaking everyone once in a while we would connect lips. She would kiss my bottom lip and suck on it gently. I pulled away and began to slowly kiss her neck softly gently sucking on it, enough for her to began breathe heavily in pleasure but gently enough not to leave any hickies as evidence. She layed her head back against the wall giving me access to kiss where I please, my hands began to wander lifting her shirt slowly getting to feel her smooth skin. She soon got too excited wanting me to touch her more she took off her shirt. Exposing her black 34b bra and her soft cream skin. I began kissing her all over her body, letting my hands roam everywhere. I touched all over her back, her sides, her stomach, caressed her tits from over her bra. I couldn't handle it anymore the bra came off letting her tits come free. There were perfect in size her nipples were a little hard from the cool temperature of the room. I leaned in and began to suck on her right nipple gently as I massaged and caressed the left with my hand. I head rose and fell with movement of her chest. She breathed deeply biting her lip trying hard not the moan too loud as to give us away at what we were doing. I switched and began sucking on her left nipple this time, I did not caress the other tit. I began to unbutton her pants. They came undone, as I still sucked on her nipple. I pulled away and she slowly slid down her pants showing me her sexy black boy shorts panties. She knew they were my favorite.

I began to rub her pussy from over her panties, letting her feel the material move over her clit. She took a deep breath again enjoying the sensastion. Her pussy was already wet, I could feel the wetness on the her panties. I slowly slid my hand into her panties and began to play with her clit gently. She began to slowly move her hips back and forth rubbing her clit against my finger biting her lip, trying hard not to moan in pleasure. She kept going faster pressing harder until she let out a moan and pulled me in to kiss her and hold her as she came. "Oh my god, oh my god," she said under her breath her eyes were closed enjoying every bit of her orgasm. "You like that baby," I whispered to her, she opened her eyes and smiled.

"My turn," she said sitting me down on a chair taking off my shirt and straddling me kissing me again and feeling my chest. She touched every inch of my upper body, enjoying the feeling of my muscles. She moved down kissing my neck and gently licking my nipples. She slowly slid off me kissing down my stomach to my waist line. She unbuttoned my pants revealing my black boxer briefs, she slid them down just enough to see my 8 inch semi hard cock waiting for her. She looked up at me then took my 20 year old cock in her hand and began slowly massaging it. Of course it didn't take long for it to get hard, when it did she began to slowly lick the head of my dick. I laid my head back feeling her tongue move around my dick head. It had been so long since I have had a blowjob since my girlfriend doesn't enoy giving them so her mouth on my dick felt incredible. She kept licking and massaging at the sametime. She finally put my dick in her mouth and started to suck it. Moving her head up and down on me felt amazing, she then began to lick the underside of my cock while it was in her mouth, "Goddamn baby, you're fucking amazing," I said down to her. She began bobbing her head faster to show me she can be better. She brought me right to the point of cumming when I told her to stop. "I don't want to cum yet." She smile and obliged knowing there was something else still needed to be done.

She straddled me against placing herself above my dick. "We don't need a condom baby?" "I'm on the pill, she reassured me." She took my dick in her hand and placed it at the opening of her 16 year old pussy. And slowly slid herself down on it. I could feel every muscle in her 5'6 110 pound frame tense at the feeling of my dick inside her. She closed her eyes as slowly began to rock her hips back and forth on me. She placed her hands on my shoulders pushing and pulling me to help her grind on my dick. I put my hands on her hips gently steering her back and forth on me. She began to loosen up letting the feeling of my dick become more pleasurable. She began riding it faster and faster. She finally rode it hard enough she couldn't take it anymore, she threw her head back and pressed her pussy down hard on my cock as she came for a second time. SHe grinded me in circles for a minute milking every second of her orgasm. She kissed me, looked at me, and smiled. She took herself of my dick and sat on the unused desk not far from where I was sitting. She spread her legs as far as they would part and told me to come here with her finger. I took my dick and drove it straight into her. "Get me, how you want me" she whispered in my ear. Her pussy was still so tight, I could tell that she had not had sex too many times in her life. I start pushing and pulling my dick in and out of her. I began fucking her nice and hard making her body jump everytime I slammed my dick into her. She held me tight digging her nails into my back, breathing hard moaning softly into my ear. "Yes, that's it." she said I felt her body tense with another orgasm again, I couldn't hold it. I blew my load straight into her. I push my dick as deep as it would go, letting her feel my dick pulse and spread my cum into her tight wet cunt. I pushed my dick in her a few more times, as she held me. I looked at her, we both smiled and we kissed eachother. "I don't know what's going to happen now." I said to her. "Don't worry, it'll be our little secret." She replied.

Things go from bad to worse!

reefermadness on Cheating Stories

Let me just start this off by saying that I am waking up this morning (actually, technically it's the afternoon now) with a wicked hangover after a major mess last night. Waking up alone, with my girlfriend nowhere to be found... I mean, normally I would be stressed out or panicking about the prospect of another failed relationship, but quite frankly my head is spinning too much to even go there.  I guess the best thing for me to do in order to make sense of this whole situation is to write it down, so here goes...

 

My girlfriend Kayla and I ha

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ve been dating for a little over a year now, living together for just under 3 months.  She's young, 22 years old, working part time at a videostore while taking an art class or two at the local college.  I'm 29 and I work for a major investment firm.  I guess anybody with have a brain can figure out the score here... while I'm not rich per se, I'm definately not worried about where the rent money's going to come from and I can afford to go out to dinner, clubs, travel, and all that good stuff.  Kayla knows a good situation when she sees one, and it's an arrangement I can live with.

 

I guess the main reason I got involved with Kayla was the obvious.  She really is a piece of ass.  She's about 5'8" or something and couldn't be more than 120 pounds.  The thing I noticed about her first was the way she looks in a pair of jeans... she has these long legs that make me more jealous than anything nowadays because guys are always turning their heads when she walks by.  She has a great tight ass and, while her tits are probably a B cup, they are perfect for her body type and have the perfect sized nipples.  She has long brown hair and a really cute face, with a great set of lips and nice blue eyes, if you're the type who gives a damn aboutt hat sort of thing. 

 

Anyway, our relationship started out really hot and wild and it stayed that way for months.  We'd see each other 2 or 3 times a week and we'd tear each other apart.  Usually she would end up panting and covered in sweat (or my cum) and moaning even 20 minutes after we fucked each other to pieces.  I can honestly say that she was and still is the best fuck of my life.  She is in such amazing shape that she can ride me cowgirl style pretty much for 45 minutes straight, changing tempo and keeping my cock in a constant state of near-orgasm.  Simply put, she is an unbelieveable lay, once in a lifetime kind of thing.  She would always tell me that I could fuck her like no other, and I believe it... she would cum several times each time we do it, even when we'd do a quickie in the car or other places where it's usually wham-bam-thank you ma'am.  I mean, I'm a good looking guy with a pretty big cock and I love eating pussy and making her cum, so I guess she has nothing to complain about.  All in all, I don't think either one of us could have asked for any better.

 

Then, she moved in. 

 

Suddenly, the sex slowed down.  I'd come home from work and she'd be tired from doing nothing all day.  We'd get into little arguments that would escalate into this big drawn out wars that really put a damper on things.  Communication started to break down, and before you know our sex would start becoming routine.  Time for bed, brush the teeth, floss, get underdressed, fuck for 10 minutes, go to sleep.  Shit like that.  Suddenly, we weren't all over each other when watching a movie, we didn't go out to eat anymore, and most of all, she stopped dressing to impress.  Jogging pants and sweatshirts and hair always tied back in the ponytail.  I admit, I could've probably done a bit more to encourage her, but I guess I had kind of started to lose interest too.

 

The other day, I'm on the computer and her messenger thing pops up.  I guess she left it logged in.  I see this message from a guy named Todd, so I couldn't help but read it.  I won't lie, there was nothing incriminating in there (trust me, I read the whole message archive!).  Some guy from the videostore, the assitant manager or something.  The message was just them going back and forth talking about some work bullshit, but I got the impression that there was an undercurrent of some heavy flirting going on.  I couldn't put my finger on it, but maybe I'm just the jealous type.  One way or another, this guy was now on my radar, although there was no real way of bringing it up to Kayla.  I asked her some vague questions about her work but she wouldn't really offer too much.

 

So this all leads me to last night.  Kayla was invited to a party at a co-worker's house, actually the co-worker's parents house, and I saw this as a great opportunity to get introduced to this Todd character and see if my suspicions were warranted.  We drove out there at 5:30 because it was a barbeque pool party, and Kayla was dressed in a loose denim mini skirt, a bikini top, and a pair of those ridiculous oversized sunglasses that's been in style.  We had a little argument that morning over something pointless, so we didn't talk much on the way there, besides her saying that she wanted to get hammered.  I was definately thinking along those same lines, given the fact that I wouldn't really know anyone at this party anyway.

 

The party was actually pretty good though.  Lots of people, and some pretty hot girls too.  One girl named Carrie was there that I knew from highschool that I hadn't seen in ages, so we hit it off right away over some burgers and beers and talked for a long time.  Meanwhile, Kayla was off talking to some friends or swimming in the pool, and I was cool with her keeping her distance anyway, so I was enjoying myself.

 

Carrie is shorter than Kayla, with short black hair, a cherubic face with really cute dimples... okay who am I kidding, she really has an amazing set of tits on her.  They are big and round and with her sitting there in her one piece bathing suit I kept getting glimpses right into a canyon of cleavage that after a few beers had me trying desperately to hide my raging hardon.  Carrie has these really full, red lips and a gorgeous smile that made me thinking about how she'd look with them locked around my hard cock.  Okay, so I was horny and having dangerous thoughts.  Could you blame me?  I had blue balls for a week now and I needed something to look at, if only to give me inspiration to jerk off in the shower the next morning. 

 

Anyway, at one point Carrie went inside with the rest of the party when it started to drizzle.  I looked around for Kayla and I saw her sitting under an awning by the pool house, talking to some guy.  Right away, I sized him up as "the" Todd.  He's not bad looking, taller than I am but not as ripped, kind of on the skinny side and with one of those spiky emo haircuts that I think make guys look gay.  He dressed like some frat boy and he looked pretty harmless, so I went inside to get out of the rain. 

 

After about an hour, I started getting restless.  Carrie had disappeared, so I was sitting on the couch drinking a Bud and watching TV with a couple of people I didn't know.  I was pretty bored, so I got up and started walking around half-looking for Kayla to see if I could pressure her to get going.  I looked all around the house but I couldn't find her.  Then I remembered where I saw her outside, so I went to the window to see if she was still there.  She was.

 

It was pouring rain out, and she and Todd were standing there under the awning looking as though they were considering making a run for it into the house.  They were giggling and laughing, and I could see Todd's lips counting down from 10.  When he got to 1, they ran hand-in-hand towards the house.  The thing is, they made it about half way when all of a sudden they veered off to the right and ran to the pool house instead.  I guess they didn't want to get soaked in the downpour so they diverted to another dry spot.  I don't know why I just stood there watching, but when I saw Kayla lead Todd into the pool house, my heart started to race.  It was innocent enough, they just wanted to get out of the rain, but it was the look on her face when she led him in through the door that made me wonder what was going to happen.  I've seen that look before, and I know what it means... she wants something!

 

Like I said, I was just standing there staring out the window, my eyes focused on the door and window of the pool house.  I wasn't angry, and I definately wasn't upset.  Curious would be the most accurate description of how I felt.  What the fuck was she up to?  Was I right all along about this Todd character?  Is Kayla cheating on me?  I had to know.

 

I walked around to the other side of the house and opened the patio doors to go outside.  Nobody was around that part of the house, so I was able to creep up to the window of the pool house without being noticed.  It really was raining though, and within seconds I was soaking wet.  I was so focused on not getting too wet that I almost forgot about what I was there to see, but when I made it to the tiny window and looked in, everything came back into focus.

 

There was Todd, facing me on a small loveseat, his head back and eyes closed, with my Kayla on her knees in front of him.  I couldn't see her face, only the back of her head, but I could see she was working him good.  Her head was bobbing up and down with a really good rhythm that I know so well.  I touched the door handle and was seconds away from bursting in there and kicking the shit out of him, but I stopped myself.  Even now, I still don't know why I didn't go in there.  It's so out of character for me, but I had to keep watching.  I just had to see this.

 

Kayla was giving this guy some serious head, and his hands were in her hair and rubbing the back of her neck while she sucked him off.  At one point, she reached back and in one motion undid her bikini top, exposing her back to me and her tits to Todd.  He reached down and starting fondling them, at which point Kayla really went nuts and started what looked to me like some deep throat action.  The guy had the biggest smile on his face, like he couldnt believe his luck. 

 

This went on for three or four minutes or so, until she looked up at him and said something.  He nodded, and she stood up, still stroking what turned out to be a pretty big cock, and kissed Todd on the lips. He put his hands around her back and started rubbing her ass under her miniskirt.  It looked like a pretty passionate kiss that went on for a while; the only breaks was when he reached down to suck on her nipples while she continued to stroke his rock hard cock.  Finally, Kayla stood up straight and pulled down her bikini bottom from under her skirt, climbed into Todd's lap and slipped his dick into her pussy.

 

I couldn't see Todd's face anymore because the back of her head was blocking, but I still know the look he must have had on it.  Elation.  I know how hot, wet and fucking tight Kayla's pussy is, and when she started riding him slow, all the way up and all the way down his cock, I know he must have been in heaven.  And still, I just stood there like a douchebag, watching my hot girlfriend fuck some stranger.  But I couldn't look away.

 

After several minutes of this, Kayla gradually picked up the pace, squatting on his cock and really fucking herself hard on it.  I could hear her moaning and groaning through the glass, and talking a whole lot of shit.  It was muffled, but I could definately hear her telling him how good he felt.  "OHHH You're so big" was one thing she kept saying over and over.  She really looked like she was enjoying herself.

 

Finally, she collapsed onto his chest and started screaming as she came hard all over his cock and balls.  She stopped riding him and he just held her there, cock buried all the way inside her, as her body shook from a powerful orgasm.  Her moans were really loud now, and if it wasn't for the torrential downpour I was sure the neighbours would have heard it, if not the party-goers.

 

Todd, to his credit, didn't stop there.  He flipped her over onto her back and spread her legs wide and started fucking her missionary style while she slumped on the couch.  Her legs were moving around alot, sometimes wrapping themselves around his back, other times spreading wide, but mostly just flailing about as though she was too lost in the sex to have control over them.  At one point, Todd put one of her legs over his shoulder and started pounding into her hard.  "Fuck me!" she kept screaming, and when he started moaning and groaning I knew the end was near.  Finally, he grunted and cried out, throwing his head back and pushing his cock all the way into her.  I could see Kayla's face now, and she looked positively possessed.  She had this greedy look on her face and a huge smile as she looked up at his face; you could tell she wanted nothing more than to have his cum flood her pussy.  She ground her pelvis into his, licking her lips and crying out as Todd pumped what must have been a massive load into her tight little cooze.  When he finally came down from his high, he bent down and they kissed passionately. 

 

The funny thing is, it wasn't the sex that bothered me so much as the fact that 1. he came inside her, and 2. the way they kissed afterwards, with her hands in his hair and tongues all over each other, that I knew this wasn't just some fling.  These two were really into each other, and this probably wasn't the first time.  As I walked back into the house, drenched from head to toe, I finally began to feel pangs of jealousy and anger.  It was like my brain had been asleep the entire time I stood there watching them.

 

I walked over to the bathroom and went in to dry off.  I toweled my hair dry and removed my T-shirt and wrang it out in the sink.  I stood there looking at myself in the mirror for a really long time, wondering what the fuck I was going to do.  Just then the door opened and Carrie walked in absently, laughing to someone behind her and she made her way into the bathroom.  "Oh!" she said when she noticed me, and I smiled at her.  She smiled back, and I know she was looking at my barechest and muscles.

 

"Hey Carrie" I said, walking towards her with a big grin on my face.  Her expression changed from smiling to confused when I put my hands on her hips and moved in for a kiss.  "What the fuck are you doing?  You're drunk!" she cried out as she shoved me away from her.  At this point, a friend of her's who was right behind her poked her head in to see what all the fuss was about.  I was backed up against the sink at this point, looking at Carrie's hot body and big tits and just wishing that I could have a piece of that.  I moved over to her again, and I guess she was still in a state of shock, because when I kissed her on the lips this time, she didn't push me away... well, not right away.  After a couple of seconds she shoved me again and spat into the hair.  "What the fuck don't touch me!" she yelled out while I just stood there staring dumbly at her face, wondering how the fuck this could have gone so wrong.  To make matters worse, right over Carrie's shoulder I saw Kayla, looking at me with this "oh- my- god- i've- never- been- so- shocked- in- my- life" look that was pretty priceless, considering what I just saw.  "You fucking BASTARD!" she yelled at me, storming off. 

 

"Kayla, wait!" I said, lunging after her.  Everything might have been fine if I hadn't practically ran over this waterpolo player guy trying to get to Kayla... this guy was huge and he practically picked me up off my feet and tossed me to the ground.  Sandra, the girl whos party this was, was trying to do damage control, but with all the yelling and screaming going on there wasn't much hope of that.  Before I knew it I was out on the front porch of the house in twilight, walking towards my car holding my T-shirt, wondering where the fuck Kayla got off.  Fucking bitch, she thinks it's okay to fuck some clown at a party but I can't take a little piece?

 

Anyway, I heard people saying as I left that they were gonna call the cops if I drove, so I figured I'd cut my losses and I just started walking towards the main street so I could catch a cab.  I was pretty loaded after all, and getting nabbed for DUI is just what I needed... I figured I'd worry about the car the next day.

 

So here I am, the next morning, waking up in a bed by myself, my girlfriend (or ex girlfriend I guess now) obviously is off somewhere dozing peacefully in the arms of this fratboy, while I sit here wondering what the fuck happened.

 

And I still have to go back to the house and get my car. 

 

 

My ex girlfrind told me this true story

nightwolf1814 on Cheating Stories


When we met linda was 48 and i was 29 back in 2000 we had met over the enternet and she has a realy hot body.That is why i can not understand why her ex husbin would cheat on her.At the time thay was still marryed when this happen.And as we was in bed one night we got to talking about her sex life and wat had happen between her and her ex.Ok nuff yaping lets get to the story.she lives in NJ and thay was happy or she thot.One day she came home from work [she works for the state bye the way] she went in to the bed room to change what she had on and as soon as she was taking off her brow the phone rang.It was a girl looking for ex [joe] linda sed he was not home yet.the girl sed ok and hung up.Linda not thanking eny thang about it she finished changing.A short time later the phone rang ag
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ain.She picked up the phone again and it was the same girl and asked for joe again.Linda sed he was not home yet and asked her who she was.The girl sed that she was joes girlfrind and what was it to to you.You are just the babby siter.thay have one child a girl she is now 16 but at the time she was 8.linda got realy mad shouted to her that she was joes wife.The girl hung up with out saying another word and lind slamed the phone down and layed across the bed and cryed her self to sleep.A short time later joe came home and walked in the bed room and slamed the door and started yelling at linda for what she had sed to the girl.Joe sed it was not lindas place to talk to her like that.Linda yelled back how long was you sleeping with.Joe sed about a year and it was nun of her bisness.Linda slaped Joe and told hem to get out.Joe left and linda went to bed crying her little came in to the room and asked why are you crying mommy.Linda gave her a kiss and a hug and told her it was nothing and to go back to bed.The next day was school was out for the day so linda called in sick so she cood stay home with her little girl.She sat the computer thay had and keped thanking about what had happed the night before and she got madder and madder so she sed if he can cheat on me i will cheat on him and she had never cheated on him before.Joe would not be home till 8:00 that night.So she got the nuve up and called up a frind of joes and told him what had happen.He cood not beleve that Joe would do that to a grate looking girl like her.The man asked linda what he cood do to help her.She sed fuck me in my and joes bed.He sed if the would help you it would be ok with him[he liked linda and her body verry much any way]About 2:00 in the after noon he called and sed he was on the way over.Linda told her little girl to watch tv that a frind was coming over to fix her computer[but it was not broke]Linda went up stares to get dressed.A short time later the door bell rang it was joes frind to see linda.She let him in and told her little girl not to come up stares that thay would be working on the computer and for her to just watch tv.She sed the computer was up in thair bed room and led him to it.As soon as thay made it to the room she shut the door and told him to sit down on the bed.She told him that she had never cheated on him before.She sat next to him on the bed and thay started kissing thin thay layed back on the bed and kissed a little more.She sat up and unzipped his pance and pulled them down and asked herself if wat she is about to do was right and the ancer she gave her self was hell yes it was!!!And she right away started licking and sucking his dick he looked up and sed i have wonted to do this for a verry long time.Linda just pushed him back down on the bed and sucked him even harder till he cumed in her mouth.She thin stud up and took off her shorts showing her hot pussy she pulled him up off the bed and she layed down and sed have your way with me and opened her legs to him.He sat down between her legs and started kissing them till he reached her pussy thin with a long look he started licking her pussy.putting his tung as deep as he cood in side her thin he slid one finger in and started fingering har as he licked away.And when she did cumm she moned and moned after that he rased up and started kissing his way up to her grate tittys[the pic at the bottem is her tittys grate looking sa she held them up for me. Im in ky ]She raped her hands arond his head to keep him sucking on them just thin with out her knowing it he slamed his dick in her.She bit her lip trying no to screm his dick was much bigger thin joes was.He kepped slaming her and slaming her till she cummed thin he slamed her one more time thin started going slower so she cood enjoy the next one more after a short time he cummed.She told him to get up so she cood lick the cumm off of him.So she did then thay layed back down on the bed and she told him that was the best sex she had ever had at that time.Thin thay started fucking again.[about two weeks later joe and linda split up he lives with his new wife[the girl on the phone]and linda still looks for the right man][and me im still in ky and am with my new wife[but me and linda still have ower play time over the internet]sorry i cant spell to good but i try.I hope you enjoyed the true story i gave you e-mail if you liked it and tell me so bye for now********

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itsonlyfun on Animal Stories

 Shocked no more... Update offered.

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 I was sure my wife had gone the extra mile with our dog Bruce but she still denied it. She'd become okay about me mentioning it,but wouldn't admit or let me watch him fuck her. My balls ached to see this and she knew it. "Its more a case of getting it right" she kept saying but wouldn't elaborate. So I goaded her that she was trying to get me to offer Bruce my ass. After the original reaction and when in pensive mode,she'd said,"Do you really think he would then" Although I knew exactly what she was asking,I played hard ba

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ll. 'Really think who would what?' "You know what,Bruce with yours" 'Yours?' "ASSHOLE! Asshole,you know I meant that. Do you think he'd fuck you in the ass?"

 I laughing, "You'd be a better judge of that,has he fucked yours?" "Not intentionally. BASTARD! you BASTARD! You never give up do you" Going on, "Alright,so what if he did,he didn't know he'd missed my pussy. Bastard,so now you know,yes he did get my ass and yes he has fucked me" 'Did he make you cum?" "YES & YES,both times,now are you satisfied" She really looked pissy, not letting go. 'BOTH TIMES?' "That's what I said,up the front and up the back,so there" She had turned the tables on me. 'I thought we agreed you'd only fuck with me there just in case' "NO,you ordered,I didn't agree,anyway,its nowhere large enough to lock in my quim and up my ass it didn't get up there it acted as a stop,that's all"

 I was gutted,all this and she hadn't let me watch. She went on,as she was obviously very horny, "Here's the deal,you can watch me being licked providing you let me try to get him to fuck you. Then if you're very good,I'll let him go all the way with you watching" My heart was running close to a coronary as she pulled her clothes off without waiting for my agreement. "Go and get him" By the time I had,she was laying ready for a licking" This time she's flat on her back on the floor. "This way he wont be able to fuck me,then when you see me cumming,kneel into my chair,so I can make him mount you" 'Kneeling,he wont be able to grip my hips,I'm to wide for him' "Rubbish,he grips me and my woman hips are a whole lot wider than yours"

 I would have bet money he couldn't have,I assumed she'd lay on her back and hold his elbows for him to get a purchase. Bruce didn't care,he was to busy working at my wife's clitoris. "Put that cushion under my ass so he can lick my asshole,it opens better if I've got a cushion under me" I saw what she meant,with her hips higher,her ass opened as she let her legs drape wider. Her belly and tits were like jellies as Bruce work the magic of his tongue. Loosing self control,I knelt beside her and fingered her clitoris. Opening her eyes, "Hold the lips apart so he can get his tongue in deeper,I can't do it by myself" Pulling her labia hard each side,her hole was open enough for me to see the inside muscles. "Fuck that's hot" Bruce was a natural,I came off as I saw him push his tongue in her just like I do,that is funneling the shape so it resembles a smallish pink cock then pressing it up as far as possible. She was raising her hips as though she had a young boys cock up her.

 "Fuck that's a gorgeous feeling,its like you do but he gets his long tongue in much deeper" She started to pant, "He's making me cum quicker,because I'm so fucking horny. Get yourself ready" I dropped all my clothes off,cum was all over my jockeys and cock. As she bobbed around in orgasm, "When did you cum?" She babbled. 'When his tongue became a boys cock' She screamed, "FUCK,I'm cumming and slumped" while Bruce tried to mount her all ways. With his cock now bouncing around by her face squirting liquid on her mouth. Spitting it away from her lips,"THWWW! THWWW! Fuck that's hot" Bruce was now trying to fuck her armpit. "Wait you dumb mutt,trying to turn herself to reach my butt,she squirmed around enough to smack my ass cheeks. "Bruce,this one,up,go on get his asshole" I felt his claw scratch the back of my calf. "NO,BRUCE,Steady now,do him like you got me" A smack on the top of my ass, "Up boy,up here,go on get him you fucker" I could tell she was so worked up my ass was going to be fucked come what may.

 One paw went across the top of my ass then it came down hard on my calf again. I looked back to be confronted by eight inches of dog flesh flapping around close to my body. A squirt of hot fluid hit my ass cheek and ran down then dripped onto my calf. "I know what he needs" she bent her knees outwards and her hand went between her legs into her quims entrance. With a scooping action she pulled her hand away and brought it near my face. A pool of cunt juice was present. Cocking her leg over my body,she poured it on and into my sphincter. Her fingers put juice up my ass and she smoothed the residue on her hand across my ass cheeks and scrotum.

 Like a drug Bruce steadied,and his cold snout hit my ball bag followed by him licking at my skin furiously. Up one side of my ass cheek,across and up the other over the top then into my scrotum area again. Then he hit me right on my crinkly hole,fuck the sensation was amazing. "I bet you don't want that to stop,I can't get enough of it. When his rough tongue hits my bum hole I piss everytime" Bruce now satisfied with his tongue work put one paw on my back. "He's to the side,spread your knees so he can get between your legs with his legs"

 Both paws came up but he was having difficulty gripping me. With a slight grip his dick hit my sphincter,the point was almost sharp and the sensation did make me piss some drips. My wife giggled, "See what I mean,good job you pissed before starting,I told you you would" In the meantime his cock was now poking my scrotum which didn't do much except get wet from whatever juice it was squirting from his prick. "Its not working this way because you're taller than I am. Move from the chair and let him have another try" Now clear in the middle of the floor,I put my shoulders right down making my ass high ready for Bruce's cocking. Up he got and hit me right on the hole. 'Its in' "NO,it did go in but he pulled away,you're to high bend your thighs right forward against your belly to get your bum lower.

 Now in a low crouch, I was amazed,Bruce rose onto my back and pushed about three times quickly,each jab hit my sphincter sending thrills through my body,then spot on,his cock sunk up my ass,quickly and deeply. No pain,no problem. "Fucking hell,you'd never believe how easily he pushed that right up you" Suddenly he'd got a furious grip on my hips and the speed he was fucking me at was phenominal. 'That juice stuff is still squirting even though he's in me' then he took another purchase at my hips and his knot pressed till it hurt against my asshole's sphincter. 'He's trying to get his knot up there' "I know,I can see it,it wont go you're way to tight" 'FUCK, his pricks oh so hot' "I told you that didn't I" I could feel his legs dancing around and on my calves, 'He's still trying to get me with his knot' "I know,your ass is trying to open bigger" 'Fuck,whatever you do don't let him get me with it'

 He now started giving me some long powerful stroked, "You should see it,its slippery and deep red,you must be so tight and the veins are big like they're gonna pop" His knot hit me really hard and stayed pressed to my ass. A scoulding hot spurt of jism shot through my rectum. 'Fuck he's shooting,its burning hot' "Yeah I know,it feels hotter than it really is" Another shot,then a pull back and a thrust to end all thrusts, "FUCK! He's up there,his knots disappeared" 'No it hasn't my sphincter give in under the pressure,its not just inside,its going up farther and farther' Bruce gave some super quick short thrusts but it was enough to let me know his knot was to big for my rectum. There was the stem,then the knot now lodged solid inside my rectum with even more of his cock spitting very hot cum deep up my ass.

 A lot of cum,far more than a man cums. My wife looked worried,"What if it wont come out again?" 'It will,it came out your cunt' Sheepishly she put her head down. "I lied,I listened to you,this was going to be the first time" Bruce started to try turning. 'Grab him,make him stay the way he is. Either his cock will finish like a cork screw or I'll be walking bow legged for ever. There's no chance of his knot sliding in my rectum,not without fucking me up' "Shall I do what they say you do to dogs fucking,get a bucket of cold water and chuck it over his ass" 'No if you went and got it,he'll turn and fuck me up'

 She smoothed his head,"Its ok Bruce,you didn't know it was an ass,you thought it was mummy's pussy didn't you the naughty man was too tight for Bruce's lovely hardon" 'Keep talking like that,I'm sure its getting smaller' "Yeah, or your ass is stretching for it" 'No it is,he's going down,how long has that been?' "About 15 minutes" 'Are you still prepared to let me see him have you,seeing that your confession has changed things a bit' "Of course,but we better wash it being that it stuck up you" 'Oh yes,of course we must' My rectum feels hot but okay,lift him and let him try pulling away how they do' She lifted him off my back and he immediately pulled. Looking closely, "The thin part between his body and the knot is outside you and there's no blood on it. He must still have some knot inside because the rim of your ass is bulging each time he pulls" Another pull, 'Fuck that feels like a hard dump,you know what I mean' Another pull, "OO! OO!" 'What? What can you see' "Its ok, it was just that you sphincter swelled up and his knot plopped out all slippery with his cum"

 'Stupid bitch,I thought he had bust me. Sorry I didn't mean bitch,it just made me shit a bit' "Shit a bit" she repeated. We both laughed. "What do your inside feel like?" 'Alright,just well fucked really' Calling Bruce to go with her,she drew water and washed his dick. Back with him now. 'Are you going to let him lick again' "No, although I was a bit scared when his knot went in you,fuck the juice was pouring out me,look. From her cunt to her knees was sopping wet,I touched her,it was oh so sticky. "Leave me to do it on my own" still naked,she stood over Bruce and smoothed his head,then flanks until putting the right hand under his chest she moved from chest to groin area.

 Talking gently now, "Come on,let mummy see that big fat juicy dicky you have hid there waiting for mummy's pussy" Now sitting on the edge of the chair with her thighs wide,she stretched along Bruce's back and felt under for his cock. With the flat of her hand she rubbed at his sheath. An inch then two peeped out of it and she let this wet slippery part slid between two fingers. Having just had the fucking of my life and still feeling his cum leaking from my ass. I was sure she had no chance of getting fucked for a while yet.

 Then with tongue limply hanging from his mouth and his hot breath being panted towards her open cunt,she flinched as he licked her a couple of times. "Fuck his hot breaths blowing on my quim again" She raised her eyes up in her head to show the sensation it was giving her. "A smile crossed her lips as Bruce started humping into her hand,then his cock peeled from its sheath including the knot and dangled with yet more of that liquid dripping from it. "See,told you,men just can't compete with him" She moved onto the floor on her back and with thighs wide she patted her belly. Bruce stepped between her legs and started licking her upper thighs,groins and belly. Each stroke making her belly and tits quiver. She rolled onto her belly and I so much wanted to climb over and poke my cock up her bum.

 Lifting her ass some, "Go to it Captain, AH! NO I mean Bruce,give mummy the fucking she needs" She quivered again as he drew his tongue through her ass and cunt crack. He lifted,she adjusted on feeling his cock and he slid the length of it right up her,just as a man would. Jabbing haphazardly, he seemed to be on slow then he changed up a gear as he lunged deeply up my wife's quim. 'What happened? he was all haphazard,then he rammed right in you and started fucking super fast' Between pants and sexual jerks and squeaks including dirty encouragement to Bruce to make her pregnant. "The pointed bit was searching for my uterus,as soon as he felt the neck of my womb he rammed in and AAAH! AAAH! UGH! CUMMM! We're cumming, AAGH! HOT,FUCK SO HOT! More Bruce mummy wants more, AAAAGH" What,What's he doing? "His knot is pressing against my uterus,it stops the sperm from escaping from my womb"

 That piece in the book about not getting cross impregnated. I was surprised to see some tears in her eyes and on her cheeks. 'What's happening,is he hurting you?' "NO! Its just not fair,I want his puppies and Captains" 'Captains!' that's my cousins Boxer' "I know,I know! He's been doing me for ages,everytime we dog sit for them I spend days knotted with him. With a hardon like iron. 'But his cocks massive compared to Bruce's' "I know,but we didn't have Bruce when I started" 'what about pregnancies?' I never cared about that really,it was just a ploy to stop the pressure from you till I got up the courage to tell you I love K9 fucking" Bruce had turned and was pulling at her pussy. I was not surprised he came away while fairly big at the knot,not now my wife had admitted having Captains cock. I knew his knot was as big as my fist. I felt all horny,it just occured to me if Captain had been there then I would be able to fist her.

 'Do you know,you're proving to be such a liar when we're talking about sex,I don't know what to believe and what not to' "Silly,I'm a woman,haven't you noticed" With that she put a leg up on my chair,Thrusting her doggy dripping quim in my face. "Lick,go on you know you want too" Meekly I spent the next ten minutes licking dog sperm from her orifice and surrounding skin. Bruce lay watching with his tail flicking every now and again. The cheeky bastard came over as if to inspect my handy work when I finished. HE'S MINE! Do you think she meant me to the dog or the dog to me?

 "Come on,now its your turn" Squatted on the chair with me standing she put her hand under my cock and started wanking me off. Like the dog I started pressing at her hand with my hips. Unlike the dog,up till now that is, - she pursed her lips letting my cocks helmet press against her lips. Now she pumped her hand for all it was worth while wrapping her lips around my knob and sucking like mad. My ass cheeks clenched and shot after shot spurted between her teeth. With lips over the teeth she sucked like a vacuum with her cheeks hollowed in until my balls ached. Cheekily looking up at me she showed me my spunk floating all around inside then swallowed the lot. Before when she done it she put her mouth to mine and transfered my cum into my mouth and I freely admit I didn't like the slimmy feel at all,but I had no problem with the taste. I do like the taste of her or for that matter any woman's pussy.

 bye

My shame

Jman1111 on Animal Stories

My Shame.

            The man in the black mask stood with a bowie knife in one hand and a rope in the other.  “Why are you doing this?”  I cried out.

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ont face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif">            “You don’t understand.  You and your perfect tits, your perfect round ass held up by those long legs.  You never gave us a chance; instead you went for the popular guys.  Always being a bitch to us, so now I’ll make you a real bitch.”  He steadily stepped forward.  “Dare move and I’ll gut you.  Be a good girl and you’ll live.”  He pushed my head down till I was kneeling.  Taking the rope to my hands he tied them, tightly, together and again around the tree trunk.  My tears meant nothing to him, my pleas were ignored…the sick bastard.

            “Let me go, please.  I’m sorry, really I am.”

            “I know your sorry Ashley.  You still need to learn your lesson.”  He walked into my cabin and quickly came back out with a stool and a bag.  He put the stool under my stomach and stretched out my feet so I arched over it.  “Don’t move,” he pulled two large steel stakes out of the bag, along with a hammer.  One stake he hammered into the ground near my stretched out foot.  His rough hands took hold of my foot, tying the rope to it and then to the stake.  Taking my other foot, he stretched it out far until I screamed.  Using that spot as a marker, he hammered the next stake in at that spot.  He tied a rope to my free foot then stretched me wide again, wider than last time, till tears of physical pain trickled down my face.  My freedom vanquished as my last free limb tied to the stake.

            I now laid arched over a stool, stretched tight from arms to feet, and stretched tighter from foot to foot.  He sat on a stone in front of me.  “Ashley, Ashley, Ashley,” he shook his head, “Your friends won’t be arriving for at least another day.  What a sight they’ll see, your boyfriend will come to find you like this,” he trailed off in thought.  His hand rubbed my face, wiping the tears off.  Remaining silent, he got up, moved his hand lower on my body.  His hand rubbed my back, over my white tank top, slowly, then he moved lower to the outer side of my thighs over my cut jean shorts.  The hands reached back up, over my flat stomach, around the stool, right to my tits.  He rubbed soft, then vigorously.  He flicked, then pinched.  The hands found their way lower, to the waist band of my shorts.  His fingers slowly dug into them, reaching over my cotton panties, Right to my cunt.  “Not wet yet?”  He laughed while pulling his hands out, then smacking them hard across my ass.  “One way or another Ash, you’re going to get fucked, so just enjoy it.”

            “Fuck you!  Let me go you fuck head!”  The bowie reached up around my neck, almost slitting me.

            “If I were you, I think it would be very smart to shut up right about now.”  The bowie knife moved away as I shook in terror.  He gent dragged the knife on its side, up and down my back.  “Enough foreplay,” he took the knife to my tank top, under the back of my collar, and cut it down to my lower back.  His other hand held back on the tank top hard so it ripped with little force of the knife.  The tank top dropped low, still connected  around my arms by the straps, falling to the base of the tree where my hands were tied.  No bra, half naked I lay.  The knife moved to my shorts, he ripped a small hole in the center of them.  Setting the knife down, he put his hands in the small hole and ripped the shorts wide.  He cut and ripped, cut and ripped, until they laid as shreds on the ground.  “Now the panties,” his poked his index hard against my ass hole then my cunt.  I clenched when feeling the pain.  “What?  You don’t like that?”  The knife quickly after came to my panties, cutting them right over my crack.  Shreds fell to the ground until my bare ass shown. 

            I tried to look back but I could see nothing.  “Look back again, I dare you,” he said while slowly rubbing the knife on my ass, the cold steel giving me a shock.  I didn’t look back again.  But I heard or felt nothing for a few minutes.  Silence…

            I shrieked loudly.  His cock abruptly from no where fell into my twat.  Easy access with my legs spread so wide.  Each thrust he pushed me forward, stretching my legs.  His hands pushing all his weight into my back.  With every thrust he breathed through his teeth.  He was thrusting as hard as he could, ripping my unprepared pussy in two.  He didn’t last too much longer, I felt the hot goop spurt into me.  All his wait laid on me, his masked head rested on my back.  A minute later he got up; his hand kept scooping at my pussy.  A second later it reached to my face, filled with his cum. 

            “Lick it up,” he ordered.  I shook my head.  “Listen,” his other hand pulled the back of my hair really hard.  “We don’t have time for you to say no.  Do it, do whatever I say without question or else,” he pushed my head forward.  I reluctantly stuck my tongue out.  I didn’t have time to lick it; he wiped it over my tongue.  “Now swallow it.”  I…I did.  “Good girl.  You been so good, I wont fuck you again.  But you still need to learn your lesson.  If you act like a bitch, you’ll become a bitch.  Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right back.”

            When he left I started tugging at the rope as hard as I could.  I tried to, but couldn’t get free, no slack even, no use.  Minutes later he returned, not alone though.  A big black dog on a leash walked to his side.  “Don’t let him bit me, please.”

            “He’s not here to bite.  He’s friendly, harmless, well I shouldn’t say that.  What I should say is he won’t bite you, he only want one thing,” he said casually.

            “What’s that?”

            “Since you asked,” he put the dg in front of me.  He now had a gloved hand which went for the dogs cock.  He started rubbing it.  “All he wants is love.  You’ll give it to him…bitch.”  He kept rubbing until a red tip came out.  Walking the dog over me, so my head was under the stomach and the cock stuck out to my face.  “Stick it in you mouth.  Harm the dog though and,” he reached for the knife.  I quickly gulfed the cock up, tilting my head up, before he came back with the knife.  “We learn fast, don’t we?  Now bob your head.”  I did the best I could with such little movement.  The dog seemed to enjoy though.  I felt it grow, and grow, and grow, and grow.  This was the hugest I had ever felt.  The taste was salty and he kept leaking his precum into me.  I started to drool, I started to moan.  The fluids leaked out my mouth as the dog began pumping my throat, slowly suffocating me.  Back and forth, down my throat, in and out.  I…I started enjoying it.  While gulping for air I started gulping up hot sticky cum.  The dog was dumped his load in my throat.  “Drink it up,” the voice said.  I did so, I started sucking the cock of the juices until I could get every drop I could down past my throat.

            The masked man pulled the dog out and off.  He lead him to my rear end.  “Whatever he does with you is up to him now…you’re his bitch.”

            The dog started sniffing me, licking my cunt.  He hit my clit just right, his soft hair gently massaged my inner thighs.  I softly moaned.  The dog quit licking as soon as he started, he’s ready again.  He mounted me, proudly stood over and started thrusting back and forth.  He hit all over, missing every time.  He poked me for about five minutes, his huge cock making me soar.  His red giant rubbed over my clit, slid into my waiting hole, back out.  “Come on already,” I begged.  I feel so ashamed, wanting this, wanting my pussy to be filled with that cock of his.  The cock played around my hole, then trouble began…wrong hole.  He pushed in a bit into my ass, feeling like needled poked all the sides of my small hole.  I’m not ready, I don’t do anal, my asshole is petite, no lube…oh shit.  His precum provided enough lube for him, but not enough to take away from half of the pain I felt.  With one strong push he was up my ass, the giant pushing far up till I felt a sharp pain.  No stopping, no time to adjust even a bit.  He was out, he was in, pushing, pulling, thrusting, harder, harder, harder.  My eyes were sobbing with tears again, I cried as he fucked me.  Pumping my ass like I was a bitch…a bitch.  Then it felt even bigger, something did, a little smaller than baseballs.  They pushed and pushed.  Stretching my hole wider, slowly pushing in.  “Fuuuccckkk nnnoooo,” they got half way, then bam all the way in.  The dog still humping me, his hot breath on my back, tongue drooling his slobber all over me.  So much pain in my ass it was going numb.  My legs were nervously shaking, still tight against the rope.  The Dog started going at me harder yet, like a jackhammer.  Hot cum erupted into my now not virgin ass…my used bitch ass. 

            The masked man walked up to me.  His cock hard sticking out. Within seconds he pumped a load onto me, all over my face.  “You’re a good sport Ash.  Now I’ll leave you two alone until your friends get here.  Where they can find you like this.”

            “Please no.  Release me,” I yelled to him.  He was gone.  After a half and hour with his cock in my ass it slipped out, along with all the juices.  I could only imagine how wide my ass had become.  On and off through night the dog fucked me.  Pussy, Pussy, ass, pussy, ass.  He fucked me until he could hardly move, until he was unable for more.  I was unable for more after my ass got spread wide, but I still remained his bitch, in pain or not.  My boyfriend got my out when he arrived.  He was freaked out more than I, and I had been raped seven times last night.  The dog ran off when he tried to beat it up.  Running off into the woods.  Upon checking my ass, I could fit my hand up it with little effort, it still felt smaller than that dog.  I never truly recovered.

            A year later my boyfriend’s friend found me on the internet.  A camera had been hidden in the bushes, even after the masked man had left.  He came back for the footage of me being the bitch.  I’m a bitch…I’m a bitch.       

 

Teresa Gets Caught, Hubby Gets It All On Film

BBWLuver on Animal Stories


Well, I suppose it was bound to happen. Teresa talked her husband into getting a dog after playing with them a few times with me and at a couple parties. She thought that having one at home when she needed one would be the best thing to do.

Well, her German Shephard, Tango, was her perfect solution. He is a medium sized dog but very well endowed and he is really a big puppy and she was able to train him to do what she wanted him to do.

She began training him to lick her and to let her massage him till his hips were jerking in passion. Then she took him orally and finally got him to mount her whenever she needed to have him. She made a video for us and had brought it over and we watched it several times as Tango sat next to her close. Then last week, she came home and

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hubby had papers for her to sign or be exposed. She came in and he made sure eveyone (the kids) were gone. He put the video in and sat there as she watched all she had done with Tango. Sucking him, swallowing his cum, playing with him naked and laying down for him to enter her pussy and ass and one day, another dog that Tango had brought home took her too as Tango mounted her the other was taken into her mouth. Hubby made her a copy and gave it to her after she signed the papers and began moving out. He said it was "for her friends and other lovers."

The catch to the whole thing was that she had come over to get some final things and he slipped her something in a coke. She felt dizzy and then she was undressed with men all over her. She was caught in the passion of the gang bang and remembered what had happened and there he was watching and filming again. She tried to get up but was tied down and men kept coming in and fucking her in every hole, all of them drunk and all not caring except to get off. Finally, there were about 10 or so guys around and there were 4 dogs brought in. "Wanna she Teresa really fuck like and animal?" He was saying drunk also. They all cherred and said yes. She was tunred over and tied to a bench and the dogs were led to her, one mounted her and his huge cock slipped in and then the knot. She was lost in passion and could not help her responses. All 4 dogs took her then she was getting mad, really pissed. "Let me up from her and I will fuck all of you until yu can't move." Her hubby was stunned. "Let her up man, lets do it." She was untied and sure enough she began with the closest man, cuking him deep and swallowing his load. Now she was the aggressor, taking three and more at one time. Cum was all over her and the rug. She finished and walked to the camera. "Hope you got what you fucking wanted cause you never gave me what I needed. If you had I would have never gone and done it. You fuck so bad that I had to fuck dogs to get laid good." Then she turned around as she grabbed her shirt and said. "Oh yeh, something you never got on film, I have gang banged black guys too, some you work with." she said as she laft. She is here now until we get her another place. Tango loves sniffing around and since she is usually naked...well...you can guess...

see ya

griz on Animal Stories

By: Griz

 

My Baby (his name), is a black lab, 4 years old, weighs near 100 pounds. Gentle as a lamb, usually, except at times when he gets protective, or sexually excited. Which he seems to be in the latter state at the moment.

I lay on the floor, wrestling with him. He is very excitable, but very gentle. Sometimes he just completely stops everything except his breathing and looks into my eyes, almost saying, "I want you". I can almost feel the doggie words coming out of his eyes. Then once again, into the fray, but maybe with a little more sexual intoning to his play. He nuzzles my neck, licks my mouth, paws my legs, little innuendos most people would not think anything of.

I myself an starting to get excited, warm, breathing a little quicker, ju

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st knowing where this play is heading. Again baby stops all movement and again looking right into my eyes. I can almost detect a leer with a slight grin.

I sit up and look back at him. It only takes a slight smile to melt him. His tail starts to wag, wiping the coffee table clean and paying no attention to the damage he’s doing. Now I know what he has in his mind. And what I have in mine.

I sit and while looking into his eyes, I reach for the buttons of my shirt and start unbuttoning from the top. His sign that bitch is nearly ready. He slowly walks to me and licks my open, almost panting mouth. I don’t berate him. I enjoy him, his love, his caring, his want, his need. Slowly I tease with the buttons, going too slow with the unbuttoning process. He dips his head to my hands, noses my hands and looks in my eyes again. I don’t move. He noses my hands again. Still I do not move. He noses my hands aside and sticks his nose down the throat of my shirt and licks between my breasts. He knows. I know. I undo buttons now until my shirt is hanging open. He walks close and almost humanlike, with his nose, he opens first one side of my shirt, then the other. The edges of the shirt hanging outside my breasts, he retreats a step backwards. He looks at my eyes, then at each breast, then back into my eyes. An imperceptive smile starts everything.

He lies on the floor and crawls towards me whimpering almost. His chin first rests on my knee, his eyes darting up and down from my eyes to my nipples and back again. He raises his head a little and noses one nipple. It hardens immediately, the areola tightening and puffing up, capped with a proud nipple of nice proportions. Finally he sits on his haunches.

He licks one nipple, it’s shiny with his saliva. I touch it, pinch it gently as he licks at just the very tip exciting it even more. He looks up at me and nods down to lick the other taut nipple. We do this several times, switching from breast to breast. His cock starts to protrude from his sheath. At first it looks menacing, a single evil eye looking for blood. I lick my fingers and touch it as he looks right in my eyes. At first it almost goes back in, but with my rubbing, it quickly comes back out. I tenderly run my wet fingers around it, up and down all that is protruding from his sheath. More of his cock comes out. I rub more. I lick my whole hand and take is cock into my soft grip. A slight whimper escapes his mouth against my breast.

I kneel and unbutton my jeans. Baby is dancing around me, yipping and very excited. I peel my jeans and panties down over my hips and sit again. I pull my pants and panties down and off my legs. I throw my shirt off my shoulders. Baby stops moving. He looks at first my eyes, then, my breasts again, down my belly to his place of happiness. He licks my mouth again, twice and steps back a little. I lie back on the floor and spread my legs. It is like a magnet to hip. He immediately has his snout in my most private place. He licks, a long lap right up and between my slit. My lips open to his mouth like a flower, dewy and warm. He licks gently, but with enough pressure to make it known that he wants all of it. His tongue goes increasingly deeper and deeper the longer he licks at me. I moan and sigh and almost climax from the wonderful sensations he is giving me.

I reach for his back leg to pull him sideways to me. I see his wonderful cock and gently grasp it with adoring fingers. I pull him closer and closer until his extended cock is near my lips. I blow warm air on the tip. He whimpers and his hips involuntarily start a slight humping movement. I pull my head up and take his cock between my lips. My tongue washes over the tip. My cheeks hollow as I suckle. He abandons his licking to get the greatest extent of personal feeling of what I am doing for him. His tongue hangs from his mouth. He pants loudly as I suckle as much of his cock that I can get in my mouth. My lips are at the start of what will become his heavenly knot. I suck and drink his precum. I swallow it greedily.

I let his cock slip from my mouth and lie my head down. He is up now, nudging at my side, my hips, trying to roll me over. I tease him for a second as he whimpers and almost cries. I start to roll with him straddling my legs. I pull my legs up under me to his favorite position. His tongue adores all that is exposed. He tastes my cunt, my ass, all over my butt and halfway up my back. His cock is jerking and dripping. I spread my legs so he can stand between. My hips up, head down in a subordinate sign of….."Take me".

He licks at my cunt, again it opens to his ministrations. His tongue goes deep this time rasping against my tender folds driving me animalistic. My juices start to flow. I can almost feel them seeping out of me. I feel him lurch up, his chest settling over my hips. Surprisingly gentle, he gets his position, just very gently probing at my wetness. Then……..I feel his want, his need. His front paws grasp my hips with almost alarming strength. I feel his back legs jumping, his cock right at the brink. Just barely touching my soft lips. Then, without any warning, his hips thrust forward. His cock drives into me, deep and he holds deep like this for one, two, three seconds as I feel him still growing in my heated channel. I can feel his knot start to form filling just inside my stretched lips.

Then he starts his dance of love. First a hard deep thrust which makes him nearly penetrate my cervix, he withdraws, not so slowly this time and rams his cock deep again. Now I feel it in my cervix. It must be tight for him that deep because he never withdraws again until this dance is over. With short and very strong thrusts, he absolutely fucks me out of my mind. My first orgasm makes me scream loudly. It seems to incite him to harder thrusts. His paws hold my hips and pull me back on his wonderful cock. His knot is starting to stretch me tight. He is all in now, his knot buried for the duration. My second orgasm is a repeat of the first but lasts agonizingly long, maybe 3 minutes. Even with the pressure of his knot, I feel his long cock swell even larger and seemingly deeper into me. His thrusts are now erratic, although short, but very deep in my body. Deeper than any, ever before.

His paws pull me, his hips thrust into me, he whimpers and nuzzles my neck, licks at the nape. His orgasm explodes in my depths. I can almost feel his cum shooting through his cock as it pumps into me. Again and again and again his seed fills my womb, my whole being. Another very extreme orgasm wracks my whole body as his cock pumps seemingly gallons of his cum into me. Each pump of his cock causes my orgasm to go higher and higher until it erupts like a volcano. Both our juices leak out around his throbbing cock and knot to run down my legs. It is so nastily exciting to be Baby’s bitch. I have no cum left to cum again, but he is yet still filling me more and more. I am so very full of his precious cock, his heavenly knot, his seed that makes this all worthwhile.

He pants and drools on my back, but he stays calm, apparently knowing he would tear me if he tried to depart. This is part of the love we have for each other. I treat him as he wants, he treats me as I wish. It just seems to be an understanding between us.

Finally with enough pulling pressure, his cock literally pops out of me and my cunt gushes Baby’s seed, my cum. I collapse as my body empties. Baby takes care of his own hygiene, then tends to mine as I lay exhausted, slightly sore, relaxed and completely satiated. I wake several hours later, warmed by Baby’s body tight against my side.

Betty's Animal Farm pt. 5

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Betty’s Animal Farm

Pt. 5

 

Squeaking noises sounded

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as the adults started wrestling on top of the bed while the girls slept. Quiet laughing moans could be heard filtering from the girl’s room; they were both actively dreaming as they slept. Betty had slipped between Stacy’s open legs and was moving like she was having sex with her and both of them were mumbling and giggling as they slept.

 

Stacy asked, “How did you find me in all this hot steamy foam Betty.”

 

“I smelled your sweet pussy.” Betty sang and then added, “I want to put my hard dick into your cunt.”

 

“I really wish you could but I promised mommy I wouldn’t take my diapers off.” Stacy answered almost in tears as she stared at Betty’s huge dripping red cock and then energetically added, “You have a doggy dick I can see your giant knot! I will suck it for you!”

 

“You can suck it but I still want to put it in you.” She paused as she rubbed it and added, “See how I have my dipies pulled to the side enough to get my cock out.”

 

“Yea see my legging is a little loose too see.” Stacy eagerly pointed out as she opened her diapers enough to see her pussy.

“Hold your leg just like that.” Betty ordered as she stepped in close.

 

“It’s so hot.” Stacy gasped as Betty slipped her dick in and then warned, “Don’t make me wet the bed.”

 

“How can you wet the bed you have dipies on?” Betty teased as she shoved her huge knot into Stacy’s womb.

 

“Oh god Betty your sperm is so hot!” Stacy breathlessly gasped as her vaginal well filled with Betty’s hot sperm.

 

“Oh that isn’t sperm I’m going potty!” Betty roared with laugher.

 

Stacy awoke in a tizzy grunting and blinking her eyes as the room spun around and feeling her diaper filling as she grunted and then her urine gushed out uncontrollably. All her wriggling around woke up Betty as she rubbed her pussy and looked around and then she quickly spun onto her hands and knees and grunted and her diaper grew larger with each grunt and then the sound of her gushing urine filled the room.

 

“Betty what do we do now?” Stacy asked in a trembling voice.

 

“Well we wait for mommy to come in and change us or we can go and find her.” Betty answered and then cautioned, “We will have to ask her nice or she might make us wait.”

 

“Lets go find her.” Stacy urged as she grimaced.

“You want to give mommy a thrill go pee right after she wipes you off.” Betty gigglingly informed.

 

“Oh sure you are teasing just like you did in the dream when you pissed in me.” Stacy whined.

 

“No! Honest it was sperm!” Betty pleadingly explained.

 

Stacy’s eyes grew large as she thought about what they were talking about and then exclaimed with astonishment, “We had the same dream only different; I dreamed you were pissing in me with your doggy dick and…” Stacy went silent as Betty interrupted.

 

“I had a cock like my dad’s and I seduced you into sucking it.” Betty paused as a smile beamed and then added, “I started sucking on your clitty only it was a lot bigger in the dream; and as soon as I slipped my dick into you I started squirting my sperm well… that is when I woke up.”

 

Stacy laughed, “I got so mad at you for pissing in me I woke up thinking it was real.”

 

“Lets go find mommy and ask her to clean us up.” Betty stopped at the door and cautioned, “Remember ask her nicely; and make sure we don’t interrupt or we will be in these shitty wet diapers a while longer.” She paused again adding, “I mean it she really does like to see me pee so I know she will want to see you pee.

 

“I was about to go again but I can hold it till just the right time.” Stacy assured Betty.

 

The two girls walked up to the open door to Sheila and Randy’s bedroom and opened it with a gentle push and found it empty but the room was heavy with the smell of sex and the covers were off the bed and there were two big wet spots on the sheet. They turned and headed down the stares trying to be quiet as they walked. The smell of sweat filled the down stares and they heard sounds coming from the front room. As they slowly rounded the corner there was Randy sliding his penis into Lana’s hairy pussy and Jake was rhythmically humping Sheila with long slow steady strokes. Sheila was so wet and dilated that Jake was making loud sloshing noises as he pistoned his grapefruit sized globe inside Sheila’s vaginal canal. The two girls quietly watched them arm in arm as they had sex; they noticed Sparky was sleeping in the corner; Mytoy was sleeping in his box. Jake let out a loud groan and licked his chops, and Randy took his penis out of Lana’s vagina and planted it in her rectum and started humping her hard just like a dog and making exaggerated grunting noises, but the way his anus was sucking inward as he grunted his climax was real. Jake started slapping Sheila’s buttocks with his hairy haunches and his gasping gruntings sounded exhausted as he spent the last of his strength squirting his sperm into Sheila’s womb.

 

All of them lay there motionless for several minutes panting like the animals they are but the smiles on their cheeks were quite clearly happy ones even old Jake had a smile as he noticed the two girls watching from the corner. Randy pulled out and stood up warbly at first and cum still dripping from his penis, then a loud wet sucking noise sounded as Jake gave a yank and pulled his cock out and started licking Sheila’s genitalia and his own and started licking the sperm from Randy’s now flaccid penis and then followed Randy as he said, “Come on boy lets get us something to eat and drink.” Randy passed the girls completely oblivious to them Jake being the only one to see them gave them a glance.

 

They looked back at Lana and Sheila; Sheila was French kissing Lana tweaking a nipple with one hand and unstrapping the strap-on and sliding her dog dick shaped toy in through Lana’s thick wet matting of raven black pubic hairs with the other a loud wet squish sounded as the globe vanished into Lana’s vaginal canal. As they looked on they could see Lana’s long thick nipples and they appeared erect Sheila twisted them in turn while pistonning the toy and after several minutes Lana’s stomach started heaving as she took several deep breaths and then clamped her legs shut and purred as Sheila lifted her head, “I can’t spill another drop of cum.” She paused as she took a deep breath and added, “I think I will be sore all day.” And they both gave a soft laugh and Sheila yanked the dog dong toy right out making a loud sploosh.

 

Betty motioned Stacy behind the corner and cautioned, “Now follow my lead.” And they stepped a little further into the front room.

 

Sheila lifted her head, smiled at them, and purred, “Your up I thought you two would be down till noon at least.” She paused as she sat up her legs parted as the girls looked they could see semen leaking out onto the cushion.

 

“We had a really funny dream.” Betty snickered as she talked.

 

“Yea.” Stacy chimed adding, “We had all most the same dream.”

 

“I had daddy’s cock and I was cumming in Stacy and…”

 

“She had a doggy dick and she was pissing in me!” Stacy interrupted as she excitedly kicked in.

 

Sheila and Lana laughed with both girls and as their laughter turned into soft sighs Sheila started combing Lana’s long black pubic hairs with her fingers pulling them and stretching them out twelve inches or more and remarked warmly, “You have the hairiest pussy I have ever seen.” She paused as she marveled and added, “I love the way the rest of your body hair lays so neatly across your fanny and thighs and how beautifully wavy it is as it winders up your inner thighs and around your navel and up your spine. Little treasure trails that is what it is little treasure trails showing the way to your beautiful pussy.” Sheila paused and kissed Lana’s belly button and asked, “Roll over on your stomach and spread your legs and let me suckle on your thick meaty labia and fill my senses with your scent!”

 

“Well maybe what’ll you give me?” Lana teased.

 

“I’ll tell you what; you let me have my fill of your scent and then pump me with your brand new horse sized dildo I’ll give you my little girls for the whole night.’

 

“Well I don’t know are they potty trained.” Lana asked sarcastically still teasing Sheila.

 

“They certainly are!” Sheila brayed and continued to brag, “If you tell them not to go they hold it! Right girls?”

 

“Yes mommy!” They both excitedly chimed.

 

“Well I don’t know the way those diapers are sagging they are packing a full load.” Lana continued to tease Sheila as she watched the girls blushing faces turn to a bright red.

 

As Sheila looked at them she sang, “They are mommy’s little babies and they know how much mommy likes to clean their dirty little bottoms.”

 

“Well how about the rest of today, tonight, and I will bring them back washed and dressed by noon.” Lana posed and then added, “and I’ll give you a nice long fucking with my brand new horse dong dildo.”

 

“Okay now roll over and spread’em baby.” Sheila eagerly directed and proceeded to part her hairs and suckle on her thick meaty labia as she inhaled Lana’s vaginal aroma. For several minutes Sheila hungrily slurped Lana’s juices and quaffed deeply her vaginal scent and when she started licking her anus a stream of urine spewed out and Sheila started slurping up as much of it as she could as the flow turned to a trickle and stopped Sheila laid her head on Lana’s buttock and purred, “I guess I better get you girls cleaned up.” And then slipped her fist and forearm into Lana’s vaginal well up to her elbow and looking at the girls blinking their eyes said softly, “You two go on up stares and into the big bathroom and I will be right up.” As the girls started up the stares Sheila gave each side of Lana’s buttocks a wet kiss, slowly pulled her arm out, and quietly suggested, “Come up in a few minutes I’ll save a treat for you.”

 

“Okay sounds very exciting.” Lana cooed as she rolled back over and sat up and as Sheila started for the stares Lana called out, “Stop and hold still.” And Lana crawled up to her fanny and sucked the long stringer of sperm dangling from her vaginal opening and then purred, “I love the taste of semen after it has been in a woman’s womb. Now go on up stares and after I have had a little bite and a drink I’ll be right up.”

 

Sheila bounded the stares two at a time and as she entered the bathroom she was breathing a little heavy and smiled at the girls as she looked at them tossing her t-shirt into the laundry hamper and was now naked. After kissing them both she ordered, “You first Betty up on the washing board.” Betty quickly climbed onto the slanted smooth vinyl counter top that resembled an over sized bassinette and emptied into the toilet, and lifted her bottom as her mother pulled the rubber panties off and as she unpinned the diaper softly remarked, “You sure filled this diaper.” And threw it into a large utility sink warmed up the hand held shower nozzle and proceeded to wash Betty’s whole body, soaping her up twice. Stacy watched as she ran her hand over Sheila’s wet hairy mons and her upper thigh.

 

“There now it is time for an enema.” Sheila purred as she attached a long tube onto the nozzle and then directed, “Up with those legs to you chest that’s my girl.” She cajoled as a lazy stream arced from the tube and then she slowly slipped it into her rectum.

 

“Oh mommy that is so warm!” Betty excitedly remarked as the water escaped from her anus and ran into the toilet. She filled Betty’s rectal cavity with hot water several times stopping when the water was finely clear.

 

As she opened a drawer and pulled a red bag with a long red hose Sheila announced, “And now we will give an antiseptic douche. You can let your legs down for this honey.” 

 

“How come you never told me about your two pet guard dogs mommy?” Betty somberly asked.

 

“Well honey you never asked and I never thought to tell you because I still miss them.” Sheila answered as she filled the bag.

 

“Tell us a story paleeease!” Stacy pleaded and asked “Did you like that show.”

 

“No they just got into trouble all the time like the TV characters in the story about Starsky and Hutch?” Sheila teased, “Well…” She started as she mixed Betty’s douche, “I was walking them to the leash free zone… We had to keep our dogs chained and or leashed where I lived when I was young.” She explained and paused to insert the tube in Betty’s vagina and release the fluid.

 

Betty hissed, “Mommy that is so hot!”

 

“Is it too hot honey?” Sheila asked.

 

“Oh no it is feels really good!” Betty excitedly assured and then begged, “Come on mommy tell us!”

 

“There were a lot of other dogs there when got there but then that is the way it is suppose to be any way I had just taken their leashes off and started throwing sticks for them to chase when another dog got a little too close to me and they were there in a flash getting between me and the other dog and growled really loud but stayed right there. Finely he ran off with his tail between his legs and we started throwing the stick again.” She paused as she pulled the douche tube out and hung the empty bag on the hook and then looked at Stacy and ordered, “Okay your turn up on the table you and Betty into the shower with you.”

 

“Oh tell us more!” Stacy eagerly begged as she climbed onto the table and lifted her legs up high.

 

“Oh my that is a big one!” Sheila remarked as she pulled the diapers open and then threw it into the sink.

 

“Yea mommy, tell us more!” Betty prodded as she stepped from the shower and stood close and watched her spray Stacy down.

 

“I had been throwing the sticks a few times when this woman brought her female German Shepard close and took her leash off. I should have known something was up by the way she was smiling but I was still pretty young.” She paused as she rinsed the second soaping off and fixed the tube to the shower nozzle. Stacy had her feet to her chest in the blink of an eye and grunted a little as the hot water started flowing into her rectum. When it turned clear she put the douche together and started it running.

 

“Well her dog was in heat and Starsky and Hutch were onto her in seconds. The lady started laughing, walked over to me, and asked me if I minded. Well they were having so much fun I said no but I still didn’t know what was happening yet. She told me that she wanted to bread her bitch and knew that she could find one dog here at least. Well that is when it hit me, I looked at my dogs I saw their doggy dicks poking out, and they looked so hard.” She stopped pulled the douche tube out, and Stacy got right into the shower.

 

“More tell us more!” Stacy pleaded as she stepped out.

 

“Both of you into the tub and soak in the hot water for a while and I’ll finish this story.” Sheila bribed.

 

“It’s really, really hot mommy!” Both girls shouted.

 

“It isn’t that hot now is it?” Sheila teased. They grunted and groaned as they sat down and tensed at first but they soon relaxed and Sheila chimed, “Now that wasn’t to bad now was it?” Just then a soft tapping sounded and Lana walked in completely naked.

 

“You two look like lobsters in a pot.” She teasingly remarked and then asked, “What is going on in here?” Then wrapped her arms around Sheila’s waist kissed her neck and fingered her pubic hairs.

 

“Mommy is telling us about Starsky and Hutch.” The girls sang together and then prodded, “Come on mommy tell us more!”

 

“She started to say something but Starsky mounted her bitch and my knees turned to rubber and she caught me just as I started to fall and helped me to the ground I sat there on my knees peeing harder than I ever had wetting my panties and watching Starsky bury his cock into the ladies dog and start pounding it’s behind. I started to burn with jealousy at first but the lady started stroking my hair and said doggies need love too and I smiled and became aroused for the first time. We sat there and watched my doggies mount her bitch several times. They chased away any of the other dogs that wandered by and I never forgot that funny popping sound when the boys pulled free. She finely asked me if this was the first time seeing animals doing it and I said yes. The boy looked so tired when she finely put her dog’s leash back on and I ordered them to sit while I put their leashes on too. I never told my mom or dad about it.

 

“When did you have sex with them?” Stacy eagerly asked.

 

“Yea mommy when?” Betty urged.

 

“Go ahead tell them Sheila.” Lana egged on.

 

“Oh okay…Oh okay A few days later I was in the yard watching my cats Buddy and Samantha stalking a bird when out of nowhere these two dogs pounced and began chasing them and I started screaming as loud as I could and Starsky and Hutch were there in a flash. The fight didn’t last five seconds when the strays ran off yipping louder than I had screamed. I pet my kitties and the dogs gave them doggy kisses I was so glad nothing happened to any of them. Well when I started petting Starsky and Hutch at the same time and letting them lick my face my stomach turned really warm and my nipples started to ache. Just then I heard my mommy calling me so I dried my face because she didn’t like the… as she put it the dirty dogs licking my face and took a bunch of deep breaths and answered she just wanted to tell me not to scream so when I was playing; the neighbors might hear and to tell me they were going out…”

 

“That was terrible your kitties almost got eaten and all they could think of was telling you to be quiet?” Stacy groaned with disgust.

 

“Oh it was what I was use to and besides I was close to my governess and tutor and of course Starsky, Hutch, Buddy, and Sammy. Any way when she went back in I let them lick my face and I pet them a lot more and when they drove off I started to sweat and tremble again and my body turned so hot and I ached all over and I couldn’t catch my breath. I started to feel weak like I did in the park when they mated with that lady’s bitch. I jumped to my feet and shouted come boys and ran as hard as I could for my bedroom and my doggies were right on my heels; as soon as I shut my door I stripped and lay down on the floor and the boys started licking every inch of my body I started to screech and stuffed my hand in my mouth so I wouldn’t make my governess come in to see what was happening. The room just spun around while they licked and sprayed me with their scent; I exploded several times and that just seemed to make them hungrier.”

 

“It was then I remembered that day in the park and how they mounted that dog and rolled onto all fours; it was all I could do to keep from screaming as the two of them licked my pussy, and when one of them mounted my heart started to race and I couldn’t breath fast enough. I didn’t even know or care who went first all I knew was I could feel a hot liquid being sprayed on my pussy and then the whole room turned bright and a terrible pain raged throughout my body and soon the most pleasurable feeling I had ever felt washed over me. My vaginal well filled with his hot seed, his hairy body stopped moving and went limp, and after a few seconds I felt a yank and heard that popping sound. It hurt and it felt good at the same time I couldn’t catch my breath; there was warm liquid running down my legs and I could feel both their tongues licking me and then I was mounted again.”

 

“I wanted to scream for joy and knew I couldn’t; god that hot hairy body felt so good as it rubbed against my smooth skin and again I was filled with one of my doggies hot sperm. I felt my muscles tighten inside my vagina gripping his penis when he went limp; and a few seconds later he gave a little yank and then another harder this time and it sort of hurt, he waited a second or two and then started frantically yanking and yanking hard so much so it hurt and now we were butt to butt and he was kicking at my bottom with his hind legs. I just stayed still and hoped that we could get free; finely one of the boys started licking my butt and pop out it came. We went at it till the early hours of the morning that is when my governess came in my heart stuck in my throat when the door opened because I was hung up again but when she started sweet talking me and telling me that this would be our little secrete and started to diddle my clitty and I started to feel better and out he popped. Maria said we had to get the room cleaned up cause my parents would be home soon so the two of us worked together, and we became bed mates and later after I got kicked out of the house we lived together as lovers for a few years. The end.”

 

“That was beautiful mommy!” All three of the girls chimed Lana included.

 

“But why did you get kicked out of the house mommy?” Betty asked.

 

“Well daddy caught me sucking Starsky’s dick. Hell he tried to have him put down but Maria and I saved both of my doggies and my kitties then we started living together. I have never talked to either of my parents since.” Sheila answered.

 

“What happened to them?” Stacy pressed.

 

“Well honey they got old and died almost at the same time.” Sheila explained as a little tear dripped from her eye.

 

“You still miss them don’t you mommy.” Betty consoled.

“Yea from time to time. Well let’s get you two dressed; out of the tub.” She directed.

 

Both Lana and Sheila grabbed towels, dried them off, shuttled them to the bedroom, and put them on the bed while they tried to pick out dresses, shirts, socks, and panties.

 

“Aw mom do we have to wear panties?” Both girls whined.

“Now girls you belong to Lana for the rest of today tonight and until she brings you back and so you be my good little girls and you are to do exactly what she tells you to do. Exactly…!” Sheila firmly ordered.

 

“Now Betty.” Lana started and smiled saying, “You know I like to finger you through your panties.

 

Betty just lay on the bed, fanned her legs, and squirmed. Sheila and Lana stood back and marveled at the girls lying on top of the bed.

“Look!” Lana excitedly pointed out adding, “Stacy is still in season see how she is opening up see her little pussy turn pinkish and her sweet nectar is starting to show!” Lana paused as she watched and then asked, “You want Aunty Lana to finger your wonderful pussy.” All she could do was make quiet murmuring sounds in her throat, lift and open her legs and wait.

 

“I think that is a yes.” Sheila remarked warmly and pushed Lana towards Stacy.

 

Just as Lana knelt down and started to thumb Stacy’s clitoris and finger her little anus Randy came to the door and announced as he stood in the doorway, “Guess who is still in the back yard.” And when all eyes were on him he said, “It’s Bobo he is st…”

 

“Bobo…!” Stacy blurted out as she squirmed. She gasped and started shooting little squirts of urine all over as she squirmed. Some of it got on Lana and Sheila and then she pleadingly asked, “Oh mommy I want to go play with Bobo… Please can I?”

 

“You have to ask Lana you are under her orders now.” Sheila directed.

 

And with pleading eyes Stacy asked, “Please Aunty Lana may I go play with Bobo for a little while!”

 

“I don’t see why not.” She stopped as Stacy bounded to the floor and started for the door and then she snapped, “You come right here this instant young lady.” And when Stacy stopped in her tracks and turned around she directed, “You give Betty a little sugar.” She watched as Stacy bent over and gave Betty a wet French kiss, and when she stood up directed, “Now give mommy some sugar.” And watched as Stacy licked behind both lips and then suckled on her upper lip and then snaked her tongue into her open mouth and sealed their lips. Both Sheila and Stacy were making little murmuring noises as they kissed, and when Stacy broke the kiss she slurped some of Sheila’s saliva into her mouth and smiled wetly at Lana as she fingered her nipple.

 

As she lifted her arms up and asked, “Please pick me up so I can kiss you good Aunty Lana.”

 

Lana scooped her up and Stacy lavished her with a long wet Frenching and when she broke the kiss Lana warmly purred as she set her down, “That was a wonderful kiss Stacy your mouth tastes so sweet; okay now go play with Bobo.”

 

Me too Aunty Lana can I go play with Mytoy… Pleeease!” Betty begged.

 

“Sure your mommy and I are going to be having sex with my new toy for a while so yes go ahead.” Lana warmly ceded.

Betty jumped to her feet, hugged Lana, and then begged, “Please Aunty Lana can I have some of that scent so Mytoy will really want me.”

“Yes dear but just a drop.” Lana agreed and Betty lay back down on the bed as Lana opened the jar; Stacy walked back in and watched as Lana put a small dab onto Betty labia and then she said as she knelt, “Both of you pick a nipple and suckle.”

 

Both girls began noisily suckling and kneading the pliant fleshy mounds with their eyes closed while Lana placed a hand behind each head and held them firmly to her breasts, while both Sheila and Randy watched. After several minutes she softly directed, “Okay girls go play.”

The girls laughed loudly as they raced down the stairs and screamed out when they saw their doggies waiting for them at the foot of the stairs tails wagging. When the girls left the bedroom Randy slinked in brandishing a big wide and long box with stars and horses on it and big block printed word WOW…! On the top, and underneath the caption ‘The worlds largest strap-on dildo.’

 

“Well I guess you ladies are ready for this.” Randy teased and then read from the back of the box, “Congratulations you have purchased your very own squirting horse dong strap-on.” Looked up and added, “I took the liberty of warming the imitation horse sperm up as well as this huge dong.”

 

“Well what are you waiting for Sheila strap me up!” Lana excitedly ordered.

 

“Randy you are sweet.” She purred kissed him and took the toy handed the remote ejaculator handed it to Lana and then looked at Randy.

 

“Yes dear I have already inserted the large tube of fake sperm and yes it is really hot.” Randy automatically assured.

 

“You are a dear.” Sheila cooed and when she finished to strapping Lana to her toy stood and straddled it and greedily Frenched Lana.

 

“My god honey!” Randy excitedly gasped adding, “That thing has to be two feet long and two inches thick!”

 

“A few days ago…” Lana started to say when Sheila slurped her across the mouth and as she started to suckle a nipple she continued, “A few days ago Sheila and I just finished having sex with Brutis Jerry’s over grown Great Dane she sighed saying that she wondered what it would feel like to have a really huge cock plunged into the very bottom depth of my pussy.” Lana stopped as she gave Sheila a kiss and then went on, “I offered to mate her to one of my studs at the ranch…”

 

“I was still afraid to try the real thing!” Sheila butted in and added, “I get so hot watching you and Mr. Nibs mating; he is so good acting with you bu…”

 

“That is okay.” Lana interrupted and consoled, “I found the perfect toy for you to try first and if you like it… Well we will just have to mate you to Mr. Nibs I’m sure he won’t mind. Now honey get this thing greased up!” and handed her a tube of nice and slick.

 

Both Randy and Sheila’s mouth gaped when she started to slather a thick coating onto the toy horse cock and her own genitalia and then turned around hoisted a foot onto the counter as she bent over enough to open herself to Lana’s gentle but firm pushes, and groaning loudly as the flat flared head passed through her vaginal sphincter,

 

“Diddle your clitty honey it will help.” Lana warmly directed and continued her subtle pushing. Randy lubed his penis and slowly stroked it and watched as little by little the horsy dong strap-on slipped into his wife’s pussy. Soon Lana was close enough to kiss Sheila on her neck, there was only eight inches of the two-foot long dong, and still Lana subtly continued to gently push as the broadest part of the base squeezed in forcing loud grunting noises from deep inside Sheila’s throat.

 

“That’s enough!” She desperately gasped and then groaned, “My god I’m being stretched deeper than I have ever been stretched before.” She paused as she squirmed and raspyly sucked in a deep breath as Lana kept her toy firmly pressed into her loin and then she gasped pleadingly, “Enough…! Enough please Lana…! Please slip it out.”

 

Randy groaned as he ejaculated all over Lana’s back and Sheila’s moans quieted as the dong began to slide out. When there was just six inches left Lana pressed the button on the remote ejaculator.

 

“Oooo…! Oooo…! It is so hot and explosive!” Sheila excitedly expressed. Her inner thighs had tendrils of white imitation horse sperm windering down past her knees. She gasped a sigh of relief as the flared head popped out followed by several long stringers of the fake cum dropping to the floor.

 

“Well was it as good for you as it was for me?” Lana teased.

 

Breathlessly Sheila asked, “My god is that how big Mr. Nibs is?”

 

“No he is a little smaller in the head and a little more spongier; but he is… a little longer.” Lana described as she removed the strap-on and then excitedly added, “He squirts a lot more sperm when he ejaculates!”

 

“Is he as explosive when he cums?” Sheila pressed.

 

 

“Well you will definitely know that you are being cummed in!” Lana assured and then added, “There really is only one way to know for sure. Randy! Put another one of those sperm tubes in the micro.”

 

Lana eagerly strapped the horse dong toy onto Sheila and lubed it up and then gigglingly commented, “My god that thing looks a lot bigger on you.”

 

Randy returned from the kitchen and gasped, “Shit honey that looks a lot more deadly on you!” and chuckled as he inserted the warmed tube through the slit in the underside of the base.

 

“I know I am smaller than Lana but that much.” Sheila said exasperatedly.

 

“Well honey I have you by a foot plus in height inches in girth and more than thirty pounds in weight and the only reason I’m not fat is cause I workout in a gym! Lana stated with confidence.

 

“Well okay! Okay you’re a lot bigger than me!” Sheila admitted and then impishly ordered, “Spread’em baby!” Sheila stepped closer and with a little push the first nine inches vanished, and a few more wriggles and pushes and all but the last seven inches slipped into Lana’s vaginal canal.

 

With seventeen inches of toy cock that was two inches at the narrow end and three inches at the thick end now buried inside her Lana pulled Sheila’s face close to hers and whispered, “This toy cock has gotten me into the mood for the real McCoy!”

 

“Yes I know what you mean.” Sheila stopped and smelled Lana’s hair and continued, “Your doggy dong strap-on is my favorite toy but it still can’t replace the dog’s hot wet cock, so yes I ‘am…!’ ready for Mr. Nibs.” Sheila slowly slipped the toy out and with the last six inches still inside she pressed the remote ejaculator and watched Lana’s eyes blink and a smile beam.

 

“Well you are right about our toys they just can’t take the place of a living cock.” Lana paused as she watched the imitation cum run down her legs and then cajoled, “Mr. Nibs…!” she smiled and rubbed her clitty and then continued, “He has a lot more sperm, it is hotter, and when he ejaculates it is much more forceful. So what have you to say?”

 

“What are we waiting for!?” Sheila sang excitedly and with a yank out popped the strap-on horse dong followed a stream of fake sperm.

 

“Lets see what the girls are up to.” Lana paused as she thought and watched the long stringers of imitation cum hang from her pubic hairs and then drip to the floor and then eagerly directed, “I’ll get them settled introduce them to my sister and let the six of us have a little tumble; I better call when things are ready, and don’t worry Mr. Nibs is all you’res.” Lana stopped and smiled adding, “You know that does feel sort of real as it drips out.”

 

“Yea it actually feels good almost real.” Sheila agreed.

 

The three of them headed down stairs and to the back window and there in the back yard was a sight to behold; Mytoy was draped across Betty’s back with his front paws dangling at her side, tongue flailing by her ear as he panted, and his sperm dripping out from around his cock. Bobo’s head rested on Stacy’s; he had his haunches tightly pressed to Stacy’s buttocks, one front leg on the ground and one holding her belly to his, and she had a beaming smile on her face, with her cheek resting on the ball they used last night.

 

“God damn what the hell is ole Bobo doing?” Randy asked emphatically as he watched Bobo give several slow strokes and stop.

 

“You should take notes!” Both women observed and then Lana added, “Ole Bobo is giving sweet Stacy a long slow ride.”

 

“There he goes again just slow short strokes.” Sheila quietly noted and added, “There goes Mytoy hopping off; I bet he has had his fill for a while.”

 

“Look how Stacy’s toes are curling and see her body is quaking and how she is pressing her fore head into the ball you can see her breath gusting from her mouth.” Lana excitedly observed.

 

“I wish we could see her thighs I bet there soaked.” Randy said.

“Honey you know they are.” Sheila consoled and then added, “Yea Mytoy is asleep laying his head on Betty’s belly; but just look how she’s eyeing Bobo you know she wants more.”

 

“Will you listen to that growling groan!” Randy brayed and noted, “Look at him push his haunches and lift her fanny; you would think he hadn’t cum all week.”

 

“It looks like we will be able to get them dressed sooner rather than later.” Lana purred as she watched the last few wiggles from Bobo as he squeezed the last few drops of sperm into her vagina.

 

“We may have to bribe them.” Sheila warned.

 

“No we won’t.” Lana securely argued and watched Bobo pull free and hop off noting, “You were right Sheila those ‘are…!’ some really soaked thighs.” The three of them watched as Bobo gave Stacy a thorough tongue bath, and then they knocked on the door and walked in after he started cleaning his penis.

 

“Well girls we have a surprise waiting for you out at my place!” Lana cheerfully announced.

 

“What is it?” Stacy quickly asked. As Betty rolled onto her side waking Mytoy.

 

“Can I still sleep with Mytoy?” Betty asked.

 

“Yea may I sleep with Bobo?” Stacy nervously asked.

 

“Yes Stacy, Betty Mytoy looks spent and ole Sparky has been watching you two I can promise you he has the hots for you.” Lana stopped to catch her breath from answering the barrage questions and then went on, “Now if I told you it wouldn’t be a surprise. So lets go up stairs and get you dressed.” Lana directed. The girls raced passed them and bounded up the stairs.

 

“You did bribe them.” Sheila whispered.

 

With a giggle Lana replied, “If they don’t know it is it really a bribe?”

 

“I know like the tree falling in the woods if no one heard it did really make a sound.” Randy kicked in and headed to the kitchen.

Lana and Sheila started up the stairs to joined the girls in the bedroom and, but stopped at the head of the hallway. “Lets sneak up to the door and see what they are doing.” Sheila suggested teasingly.

 

“You are naughty but lets do it!” Lana eagerly approved.

 

As they neared the door loud slurping noises could be heard as well as loud heavy breathing joined with the squeaking of the bed. As the women furtively looked around the door jamb they saw Stacy on top suckling on Betty’s clitoris and gently slapping her very wet labia while Betty was teething and sucking her clitoral hood fingering her anus and just started rapidly rubbing her labia. Stacy began cooing and moaning as her head bobbed up her vaginal opening flooded with creamy white nectar that Betty was noisily slurping up as she continued vigorously rubbing her labia. A spray of urine erupted and arched over Betty’s head; fanning out across the foot of the bed from the rubbing of her hand and quickly turned to a trickle and soon only Betty’s slurping noise and Stacy’s sighing, it was then Lana and Sheila walked through the door unannounced.

 

Both girls looked shocked but at the same time had a lascivious smile beaming from their beet red faces when they turned to see who came in; Stacy’s flushing face shimmering from the thick coating of Betty’s sweet cream covering her face nose to chin, and Betty’s hair soaked with Stacy’s urine and her red cheeks copiously covered with the fruits of Stacy’s passion.

 

“Just what do you girls think you are doing?” Sheila teasingly asked with her hands on her hips as if she disapproved.

 

Both girls giggled as they cooed and replied with eyes rolling, “Ooo mommy we were still thirsty!” and burst out with impish laughter forcing the women to join in. Soon the uproarious outbreak quieted to an extended rash of giggles and cooing as Sheila walked up to the bed.

 

“Well!” Sheila paused as she started to spank Stacy but only loud enough to make a slapping noise and to the rhythm of her strokes continued, “Stacy you are a naughty, naughty little girl.” She stopped as she started to laugh again and after regaining her composure while massaging her buttock began again, “We have to get you both cleaned up again and dressed for your ride to Lana’s now both of up and into the shower.” Sheila paused as they jumped up and headed into the shower she continued as they walked saying, “Lana might want to take you into town and we can’t have you smelling like pee-pee and cum now can we?”

 

The shower lasted only minutes, as the girls were eager to get on their way. Sheila and Lana quickly dressed them in matching plaid skirts, white blouses, white cotton panties, and white socks brushed their hair and pulled it into pony tails tied with pink ribbons. When they were ready for the drive to Lana’s everyone kissed and said their see you soons as if they were going on a long trip and piled into Lana’s Caravan; Lana, Sparky, and Betty in front, and Stacy and Bobo in the back and off they went.

 

As they turned onto the main road Betty asked, “Don’t we even get a hint Ms. Bronoski?”

 

“You do trust me?” Ms. Bronoski asked.

 

“Yes…!” Both girls chimed loudly.

 

“Well then you both know that it will be fun no matter what it is.” Ms. Bronoski assured and then admonished, “Stacy don’t go and get Bobo’s scent on your clean dress we may want to go to the café and you can’t go smelling like doggy cum.” She paused as she looked at Stacy through the mirror and then added, “Besides Bobo knows better than to horse around in the car.”

 

“Why Ms. Bronoski.” Stacy pressed.

 

“Because there are people that just wouldn’t understand so we must learn to keep up appearances.” Ms. Bronoski explained, paused, and then pressed Betty, “And why is that Betty?”

 

“They will make trouble and we don’t want trouble.” Betty securely explained.

 

“That is right.” Ms. Bronoski confirmed and added, “After you have learned how we are than you will be able to bring someone into our little club like Betty did with you.” She stopped as she made a couple of jogs on the road and then continued, “You are Betty’s first admission and she asked us, the group first.”

 

“She’s a keeper right?” Betty kicked in teasingly and then added warmly, “She worked good yes.”

 

“Yes Stacy is a sweet little passion fruit and a lot of fun to play with.” Ms. Bronoski said loud enough for every one to hear.

 

“Thank you Ms. Bronoski.” Stacy sang happily and cajoled, “You are too.”

 

“And you are too Bobo.” Betty said in mock baby talk causing Bobo to rap the seat with his tail and then asked, “Ms. Bronoski are you still seeing that preacher?”

 

“Yes. Why?” She pressed.

 

“Well the way Stacy looks at him and the way he licks her ear they must be in love and they should get married.” Betty answered a warm lilt in her voice.

 

“We’ve never done that in the group.” She stopped as a broad smile beamed brightly and added; “I think that is a beautiful idea Betty! How about you Stacy?”

 

“Hell yes I’ll marry Bobo. You think mom and dad will let me sleep with him every night and what about his owner?” Stacy rattled of a few questions.

 

“You just leave his owner to me and yes mommy and daddy will let you sleep with him all you want.” Ms. Bronoski confidently assured.

 

“Can we just go straight to your house?” Both girls asked pleadingly.

 

“You both timed that just right; to the left is the café and to the right in the ranch?” Lana offered a choice.

 

“To the right, to the ranch!” the girls chanted as they bounced on their seats causing the doggies to bark softly. As the van turned to the right they quieted right down.

 

“Now I want you two to act like proper women until I let you know otherwise.”  Ms. Bronoski cautioned.

 

“We are almost there!” Betty shouted as the rounded a corner and the driveway soon appeared.

 

“You have company tonight.” Stacy pointed out as a large mobile home parked at the end of driveway came into view.

 

“Your good behavior; call everybody by their introduced names and act like ladies.” Ms. Bronoski reminded.

 

“We will be really good for you Ms. Svetlana Bronoski.” Both girls chimed their assurance as the van pulled into the garage.

 

As they gathered around the van Betty snapped Sparky’s leash to his collar and Stacy snapped Bobo’s leash and as if ordered both dogs heeled and they walked in to the front room. Stacy was surprised when another woman appeared from the kitchen; she knew her but couldn’t figure out exactly from where.

 

“I have some goodies fixed up and ready to eat if anyone wants a snack.” The woman cheerfully informed everyone.

 

“Girls this is my sister Ms. Arena Katrina.” Ms. Svetlana Bronoski announced and then continued, “This is Stacy Ormond and you know Betty Riley.”

 

“Glad to meet you Ms. Arena Katrina.” The girls chimed together and Betty added, “If you will please excuse us we have to take the dogs to the backyard.

 

“Well tell me their names please.” Ms. Arena Katrina asked.

 

“This Bobo, sit Bobo.” Stacy introduced and maintained a mater of fact composure.

 

“This is Sparky.” Betty said as he sat.

 

“I thought that was his name. He is Ms. Svetlana Bronoski pet isn’t he?” Ms. Arena Katrina inquired.

 

“Yes Maam.” Betty answered.

 

“And how long have you had Bobo Stacy?” Ms. Arena Katrina pressed.

 

“This is only my second day Maam.” Stacy informed and her heart dropped into her groin as Ms. Arena Katrina smiled warmly and looked right into her eyes.

 

“Well he certainly is a well behaved animal.” Ms. Arena Katrina observed and then directed, “Go and get them into the backyard with some food and water.” The two girls headed for the backyard and Ms. Arena Katrina headed towards Ms. Svetlana Bronoski.

 

“Lana she is a dear!” Ms. Arena Katrina excitedly whispered.

 

“Yes Ena wait till you kiss her mouth she is as sweet as honey and well she melts all over your hand!” Lana eagerly recounted.

 

While Stacy poured food into the dish she whispered, “She is hot for an older woman; shit I thought I was going to wet my panties when she looked into my eyes.”

 

“Hell yes she’s a hottie!” Betty agreed as she turned the faucet off and the two girls headed back into the house.

 

“Oh now I remember!” Stacy enthusiastically expressed and added, “You are a doctor at the hospital. Mother calls you the Lady doctor and your mother’s doctor!”

 

“Yes I am a doctor and yes I am a lady doctor that takes care of ladies.” Ms. Arena Katrina explained as everyone sat down.

 

“I think you are a really nice doctor.” Betty gleefully added while Ms. Arena Katrina passed out the whip cream covered tarts and hand made chocolates and Ms. Svetlana Bronoski poured the tea. Soon the room filled with oohs and ahhs yums and coos as the desserts vanished.

 

“Oh my…!” Stacy started to speak but put her hand to her mouth in an effort stop a chocolate colored drool from running down her chin. Everyone giggled politely and waited for Stacy to finish and shortly she continued, “This was a heavenly snack Ms. Arena Katrina thank you!”

 

“Well my sister Ms. Arena Katrina is a dessert chef when she isn’t being a doctor.” Ms. Svetlana Bronoski informed. And everyone looked at the table for a hidden tart or chocolate something anything.

 

“I must say that you two are the most polite young ladies I have run into for a while!” Ms. Arena Katrina cajoled and added, “I would have been disappointed if someone hadn’t drooled a little.” And she smiled warmly at Stacy.

 

“Enough for formality!” Ms. Svetlana Bronoski blurted out and then said, “My sister likes to be called Ena and you know I like to be called Lana.”

 

Stacy and Betty’s cheeks and fore heads began to blush turning a bright red as they each cast glances at the older women wondering who was going to go with who first.

 

“Come over here Betty.” Lana asked as she broke the stalemate and when she stood next to her Lana started taking little tugs at her white cotton shirt and untucking it and then she said, “Tell Ena who Stacy is today.”

 

As a broad licentious smile began to beam from her face Betty said, “Stacy is my sex slave and I am teaching her how to be a barnyard slut!”

 

“Come here dear.” Ena directed Stacy to her side and when she came into reach Ena put her hand to Stacy’s fanny and pulled her the rest of the way to and held her firmly and like Lana started tugging slightly at her blouse and slid her hand up and down Stacy’s fanny and then added, “So tell me what has been the best part so far.”

 

“When Betty made me cum the first time, and when Mytoy took my cherry.” She stopped and looked around and started again, “I really liked Mytoy and Sparky but when Bobo mounted me the first time it was the best. We had a group of hounds that night and being mounted so many times by so many dogs over and over and having them fight over me I was in heaven.” She paused as her shirt pulled free from her dress.

 

“Oh tell me more honey don’t stop now!” Ena eagerly urged.

 

“It was when Bobo and Sparky claimed me for their own they just chased the other dogs away and Bobo mounted me after making me cum with his licking I could see Sparky keeping them away while he was inside me it felt like so good I started cumming and cumming. When he was finished cumming he hopped off licked me and then Sparky mounted me but I jus kept cumming Even when they weren’t inside me I was cumming.” Stacy stopped when Betty’s dress fell to the floor and she watched Lana fingers sliding over her panties and mons.”

 

“What were you going to say about Bobo’s knot?” Ena pried.

 

“I heard music and started to float when it first slipped into me.” Stacy went silent as her dress fell to the floor.

 

“Yes I felt the same way when I had a penis inside me the first time.” Ena softly confirmed and gently directed, “Here sit on my lap and let’s watch Lana and Betty for a little while.” And as she hoisted Stacy onto her lap she purred, “My you feel hot to the touch.”

 

Lana was suckling on Betty’s nipple and fingering her clitty through her panties and Betty has her arms around Lana’s shoulders and a foot on her thigh. Soon Betty started sighing loudly and pushing her pelvis into Lana’s torso and stumbled a little as her knee buckled and Lana picked her up and put her in her lap and both of them looked at Ena and Stacy with a satisfied smile on their faces and Betty’s eyes swimming.

 

“Stacy would you mind if Betty kept Bobo and Sparky entertained in the backyard while Ena and I have some fun with you.” Lana asked softly.

 

“Oh Bo…”Stacy went mute as she struggled within Ena’s arms.

“That is just fine honey it is okay I have to wash these clothes anyway.” Ena consoled the squirming girl, started fingering her clitoris, and calmed her squirming and she began ooohing.

 

“What happened as if I didn’t know?” Lana jokingly asked.

 

“She wet herself and me too as soon as she started to say Bobo.” Ena laughingly said and then pried, “Now what were you going to say?”

 

“Oh just that there is enough of Bobo to go around.” Stacy cooed as she nestled to Ena’s neck.

 

“Bobo has the hots for Stacy not me.” Betty calmly pointed out.

 

“Oh let Aunty Lana take care of that.” Lana assured and reached for her purse. Betty’s face lit right up when she saw a plain brown tube in Lana’s hand and Lana directed, “Now get your shirt and those panties off and clear off the table.”

 

“You too Get undressed the rest of the way and help clear the table.” Ena urged.

 

Both women watched the naked girls quickly shuttling back and forth clearing the table. Their eyes wandering over their smooth white skin; from their firm mounds and perky nipples to their jiggling fannies and following the contours of their flat little tummies. Both Ena and Lana marveled at the shiny wetness of the girls inner thighs and how eagerly they went about their task, and with the table cleared and wiped the girls stood in the middle of the room.

 

“We’re waiting!” Lana prodded.

 

Quickly Betty took hold of Stacy’s ponytails with one hand, pulled her to the floor, and in a sultry voice asked, “Which of you wants my slave?”

 

“I do!” Ena shouted instantly. And Betty pulled Stacy on her hands and knees to Ena and ordered, “Ask her nice!”

 

“Ena would please have me.” Stacy pleaded.

 

“Yes honey you sweet little dear.” Ena cajoled as she took hold of Stacy’s ponytails and then ordered, “Now give Betty some sweet and low.” And pushed her towards Betty and when she started to suckle noisily and directed farther, “Now tell her to have a good time with Bobo.”

 

“I hope Bobo does you really, really…really good Betty.” She obediently complied with her mouth still on Betty’s pussy. Ena with her hand holding her ponytails pulled her back onto her lap.

 

Everyone cringed as a chair scrapped across the floor and as Lana petted the pad she ordered, “Now be a good little doggy and upon the chair.” Everyone could see her squeeze a copious amount onto her finger and Betty shivered as she slipped it into her pussy Stacy’s mouth gaped as she watched Lana swirling her finger around Betty’s pussy and out it popped and she squirted another healthy amount the digit and slid it right in and held it there for several minutes as she gazed at Stacy and Ena.

 

Lana popped it out and directed, “Undress me fold and put my clothes on the table and then go right out top the backyard. In just a few minutes Lana was naked and Betty was scampering off to the yard on all fours.

 

“Spread those hairy legs of you’res Lana.” Ena jokingly asked and then directed, “Now you go over there and comb that beautiful matting of wet black hair and let me look at her big meaty labia and clitoris.” And gave Stacy a push. A few seconds later Stacy had her hairs parted and exposed Lana’s genitalia, and sat back with a broad smile on. Ena got to her feet, walked over, and ordered; “Now suck those lips and make it loud I want to see your face vanish with only your sweet blond locks swinging in the wind.

 

“That is just right baby.” Lana encouraged.

 

“Has she drunk the glass of horse sperm yet?” Ena asked.

 

As Lana put her hand to the back of Stacy’s head and pushed her face deeper replied dreamily, “No. But we have two studs that haven’t been milked yet this week.”  

 

“Well hell lead the way.” Ena excitedly encouraged.

 

And they all followed Lana to the barn; as they entered soft little bells started to ring as they passed the first horse Stacy asked, “Mr. Nibs?”

 

“No we are saving him for later.” Lana answered and as they neared the last two stalls it was obvious the first horse was ready to be milked his huge member was quite hard and he was neighing quietly. As they approached Lana pulled a cock sleeve from the cabinet and Ena put a small stool next to the horse and motioned for Stacy to sit. Her eyes grew large as she watched the sleeve slid over the stud’s member.

 

With amazement ringing in her voice Stacy pointed out, “The end is broken.”

 

“Not broken.” Lana assured as she snapped a clear globe with a long clear straw onto the open end, handed the straw to Stacy, and directed, “You’ll know what to do when the time comes.” And giggled.

 

Soon a quiet humming noise came from the sleeve and it started to twist around the horse’s cock. Soon clear liquid dripped from his slit and ooze into the straw. The horse started snorting and nickering a little but knew not to lift his hooves.

 

When the liquid was turning milky Stacy asked, “Now?”

 

“Sure go ahead and suck.” Ena coaxed.

 

Tentatively she sucked the precum into her mouth she grimaced as it entered and then smiled and announced, “It tastes good.”

 

Soon the oozing precum was a greenish white, the animal was snorting with every breath, and Stacy was keeping the globe emptied. Soon the horse’s haunches dropped down a little and loud deep groaning came from his throat his cock sagged and then flexed and started ejaculating as he pumped his hips slightly. Stacy made loud gurgling noises as she swallowed every thick rope of sperm that shot into the globe; as the flow stopped the animal quieted but continued to breathe heavily, and Stacy slurped the last of the semen. In the silence Betty’s gleeful screeches could be heard coming from the backyard as she licentiously romped with the hounds.

 

Stacy was the first to talk saying, “My god that was a lot of sperm!” and all three of them laughed and continued to listen to Betty’s erotic noises.

 

“Well you ready for number two.” Lana teased.

 

“Hell yea bring it on.” She eagerly replied and noted, “That sperm is really hot.”

 

“Little Stacy is getting so much protein tonight she won’t have to eat for a week!” Ena boisterously noted as they walked to the second stall. Stacy watched with the globe in hand and straw in her mouth as Lana slid the masturbator onto the horse’s erect cock take the globe and snap it into place. Even before it was turned on the horse began to emit precum that Stacy started sucking up. Again a quiet hum sounded and the sleeve began to twist and the horse started snorting; he too knew not to dance about in his stall. This time when he dropped his haunches he made a series of very loud staccatoed grunts from deep inside his throat and started filling the globe with his seed with Stacy sucking it out almost as fast as it flowed in, and he too soon turned quiet.

 

“I think we should let her see what it is like to that much cum in her sweet little pussy.” Ena suggested.

 

“No maybe tomorrow Mr. Nibs is all I have left and he is promised.” Lana smiled, as she looked a Stacy licking her lips and gave her a congratulatory stroking and kiss.

 

Just then a blast of screaming laughter sounded; “I bet ole Bobo is pounding it to her!” Stacy suggested as she giggled.

 

Lana Pushed Stacy’s face into her wet hairy pussy saying, “Suck my big clitty that’s it suck it!” She vigorously ordered and then commanded, “Get those clothes off Ena and come over here it is time we gave Stacy a really big surprise.” And in seconds Ena was nude and licking Stacy anus.

 

“Oooh that feels good Ena.” Stacy cooed as she squirmed and begged, “Please Ena let me do it back.”

 

“Close those eyes.” Lana warmly teased as she gently pulled Stacy by her ponytails behind Ena as she stood and bent over then pushed Stacy’s face and ordered; “Now play with those mushy cheeks and spread’em and lick that tender anus.”

 

“They aren’t hairy!” Stacy noted with surprise as she kneaded Ena’s buttocks.

 

Lana moved Stacy’s face further down, held Stacy’s mouth over Ena’s wet pussy, and asked, “What is that?”

 

“It is a really wet pussy that tastes good.” Stacy answered as she noisily slurped at Ena’s juicy pussy.

 

“You sure?” Lana asked teasingly.

 

“Oh yea I can feel her little clitty pulsing with my tongue.” Stacy purred.

 

“Keep your eyes closed and come here and give me some sugar.” Lana warmly coaxed.

 

As Stacy felt her way she found Lana lying on a bale of hey crawled on top of and kissed her. Lana pulled her down onto her and sucked on her tongue.

 

As Ena lay on top of Stacy she said, “I guess I am going to get my first toy inside me.”

 

Ena whispered as she lay on Stacy’s squirming body, “This is a real penis.” And continued to slip it in even deeper as Stacy gasps were stifled by Lana’s mouth.

 

“Oh god it is bigger than my dad’s and it feels like you are inside my throat.” Stacy gasped as her head popped up writhing and then groaned, “That’s it auw that aches no deeper your stretching me.”

 

Ena pulled back an inch and started a long slow slide out to Stacy’s opening and back in again and again making Stacy’s sweat run over her whole body. Lana stifled her loud moaning with her mouth and soon Stacy was bucking between the two women lifting Ena and soon she settled and Ena pulled her still erect member from Stacy’s loin and Lana turned her onto her back and with Stacy’s eyes still closed she wrapped the fingers of both hands around it and started massaging it’s full length of the rigid shaft.

 

“The head Stacy just squeeze the head.” Ena whispered as her body started to quake and with a long loud exhale a surge of sperm spewed from Ena’s gland forming a huge pool on Stacy’s belly and arching over her shoulder and into Lana’s face. As she ejaculated Ena slipped her penis between Stacy’s legs and entered her letting her semen fill her vaginal well to over flowing pulled it out and milked her shaft onto Stacy’s belly the flowing ooze pooled on both Stacy and Lana’s bellies. Stacy pulled the now flaccid member into her mouth and sucked it till the semen stopped flowing.

 

“Kiss me with your labia.” Lana whispered as she gazed at Stacy her eyes half open.

 

As Stacy started to move Ena put her fingers over Stacy’s vaginal opening saying, “Lana wants to drink my sperm from your womb.”

 

Stacy began moaning and cooing as Lana coaxed Ena’s sperm into her mouth from Stacy’s vaginal well; she entwined her fingers into Lana’s hair and as Ena hugged and held her up Stacy lifted her leg opening her vagina even more to Lana’s eager licking and suckling.

“Did you like that Stacy?” Ena asked in a whisper.

 

“Oh yes!” She eagerly replied and purred, “I want to feel you explode inside my womb.” Stacy paused as Lana gave her a hard suck and then purred, “Your cum is so hot and thick feeling, and there is so much of it!”

 

 “I was hoping you would ask me to cum in you.” Ena kissed Stacy on the ear and asked, “Would you do me a favor first?”

 

“Just name it!” She excitedly dared.

 

“Would let me watch you and Bobo mating!?” Ena eagerly asked.

“I would like that very much.” Stacy said raspyly as she rubbed her vagina all over Lana’s face and then cautioned, “I have to pee Lana.” Lana just opened her mouth, held Stacy’s hips, and swallowed as a few short squirts pulsed into her open mouth. Stacy’s urine washed all over Lana’s face as the flow over filled her mouth between swallows.

 

“Save me some!” Ena excitedly blurted out, got on her knees in front of Stacy, pulled her to her waiting mouth, and swallowed the last few squirting trickles.

 

As the women walked to the house Ena scooped the layered semen from Stacy’s belly and Lana scooped it from her belly and hungrily swallowed it. They walked through the side gate into the backyard and there was Bobo waiting by the foot of the path tail wagging; Betty and Sparky had just finished mating as Sparky pulled out when they rounded the corner. He looked too tired to lick as he stood there panting with his head hanging down, his eyes half closed, and his red tongue flailing about. Bobo quickly jumped up on Stacy placing his paws on her shoulder and started eagerly licking her face. With a bark he jumped down, took her hand, and pulled her into the center of the yard by a padded stool. Stacy quickly got down on all fours and rolled onto her back and Bobo began licking the remaining sperm from her belly and thighs. Ena fell to her knees and watched with fascination as Bobo’s attentions soon focused on Stacy’s pliant vaginal flesh and how her body writhed as his tongue passed over her labia. Her own penis became stiffly erect as she watched Bobo spray Stacy with his scent and bark at her and as soon as she turned over started licking her anal tuck causing Stacy to moan out loudly as she wriggled her creamy fanny. He soon straddled her and started licking her ear and neck.

 

“My god that is a beautiful cock!” Ena excitedly observed and pulled her sister to the ground got behind her and the full length of her member vanished into Lana’s loin.

 

When Bobo started his whiny growl Stacy scrambled to her feet and onto the backless padded stool. Both Stacy and Ena gasped with Ena being the loudest as Bobo mounted Stacy and quite easily found and entered her vaginal opening causing Ena to groan loudly and cum in Lana without moving a muscle other than involuntary twitching. Bobo wasted no time as his nose pointed to the sky tongue hanging out and casting glances from side to side as he started vigorously rubbing his hairy haunches firmly against Stacy’s creamy white fanny.

 

Stacy’s moans turned feverish as Ena’s turned into quiet murmuring sighs and both her and Lana intently watched the hairy black hound pounding Stacy’s buttocks. Sparky changed sides and betty opened her eyes and all four watched in quiet awe as Bobo’s tongue curled up and a noiseless barking erupted from his throat as his body heaved into Stacy’s and soon he only trembled as he kept his haunches pressed the her behind.

 

Both Bobo and Stacy slipped to the ground as he pulled free and slowly licked his huge knot and Stacy’s opening and thighs and then lay down next to her with his head on her belly and nose between her breasts. Sparky rolled back onto Betty laying his head between her breasts and front paw across her tummy. Lana and Ena were cheek to cheek in each other’s arms the whole group rested in silence.

 

 

 

 

End pt 5

 

 

I had so much fun writing this I just couldn’t stop. I hope you had just as much fun reading it. There is one more instalment in the works and then I will finish some of my other stories.

 

I welcome feedback you can e-mail me at writermike2003@yahoo.com . I will respond to all reasonable e-mails good or bad.

Thank you for your time  writermike

 

A Woman & Her Lover Teach Her Husband

hungcowboy on Taboo Stories

I walked into the local meat market to see my lover, her infidelity due to her husband’s alcoholic bliss and inability to function due to. She gave me a wink to let me know she would be off work soon. I knowingly nodded and waved my head that I would be outside waiting. As Lynn walked out the front door, she saw my truck parked on the side of the building. She rushed over and gave me a passionate kiss. It had been weeks since we could steal away together to even cuddle. She broke into tears. I questioned, "What is wrong?" "Doug! We sent Cathy away to camp for the weekend and had the house all to ourselves. I had to beg for sex again. Then the drunk bastard only lasted a whole 11 minutes before he went limp" she said. Totally fed up with his inability to perfor

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m his husbandly duties, she asked me as her lover to help teach him a lesson. She was tired of hiding the fact that she was having an affair with me.

As I listened to her plan, it became wilder and bolder in the ways of humiliation. Lynn had many variations to this plan and wanted my opinion to these plans and any input I may have. Although some of her plans seemed extreme, she was the most open minded passionate woman I had ever met and deserved that in a man, not some alcoholic bastard that couldn't fulfill her desires. We agreed on a plan and would improvise as things went along. The date was set. Cathy was sent to her grandparents for the weekend.

I met Lynn after she got off work. I told her to go home as usual make dinner and make Doug's drinks a little stiffer than usual. I sat outside their house for an hour after he came home, when she walked out and told me he was passed out in his easy chair. I walked in with handcuffs, rope, and duct tape. I carried the drunken bastard to their bedroom where we cuffed and bound him nude in a chair in their bedroom. I slapped his face several times till he became conscious. An odd look appeared across his face as he realized he was bound and gagged with tape over his mouth. I walked from the room and reappeared with Lynn dressed in the sexiest teddy and the sheerest robe you have ever seen. Obviously upset, he struggled to free himself, I smacked him and told him to settle down if he knew what was good for him.

I took Lynn by the arm and pulled her toward me placing a passionate kiss on her lips as our tongues dance in each other mouths. Doug began to struggle and turn red with fury as his wife is totally turned on. She barked "Shut the fuck up you bastard! If you did this for me, he wouldn't have to." I grabbed Lynn by the hair and pulled her head back to me, kissing my way from her lips down her well-endowed chest. I slowly slid the robe from her shoulders dropping it to the floor. I slowly pushed her toward her knees just feet in front of her husband as she unbuckled my belt and dropped my pants to the floor, exposing my engorged cock. Like a hungry animal, she grabbed it rubbing it all over her face licking it up and down. Helplessly Doug watched as he became madder and madder. He mumbled through his gag. Lynn stood and back handed him with a deafening smack. I turned and sat on his bed as my lover removed my boots and pulled my pants completely from my body. Dropping again to her knees, her hot mouth engulfed my entire cock, her head bobbed up and down while her nails grazed my balls. Placing my hands on the back of her head I began assisting her bobbing motions, as my assistance became more forceful, I hit her gag reflex, I jerked her head back and she moaned loudly, "Please don't stop baby!"

I stood Lynn up and slowly removed her teddy exposing her body, kissing every inch as I went. I lay her back on the bed spreading her thighs placing my face at her blazing love furnace. I licked my way around her boiling cunt careful not to touch her swollen clit. Allowing my tongue to part her lips, I dipped it further into her hole tasting her sweet nectar. Unable to make a difference, Doug sat there helpless watching his wife enjoy the touch of another man. As I felt Lynn's body tense, I sensed she was near orgasm so I slowed my pace. She grabbed the back of my head pulling me in tight. She again moaned loudly "MAKE ME CUM!!!" With this I continued licking her honey pot, quickly turning my attention to her sensitive love bud. Flicking my tongue over her clit and sucking it into my mouth, she began to buck. Her pending orgasm began as I tasted her sweet juices flow across my tongue I moved from in front of her. Perfectly in place in front of her on the bed was Doug strapped to his chair. As I continued Lynn's stimulation through her orgasm, she blasted her husband squirting her love juice all over his body. With a look of disgust and hatred he sat there helplessly bound. As her orgasm subsided, Lynn sat up looking at Doug laughing exclaiming, "That's how a man should love a woman you puny bastard. You never could please me with that wimpy ass cock of yours." "This is how a man should look," she said stroking my hard cock kissing the thick mushroom head.

Confessions of a Sinful Priest

chitownray on Taboo Stories

I had been a pastor in the Chicago area for the last 7 years. I had moved up here from good-hope, Alabama, a town located a few miles west of Mobile, with my wife and four children when I was finally assigned my own church. Thing had been going great. The congregation had grown more than 3folds since I took over and we had just broken ground on a new multi-million dollar state of the art church to be built not far from where we are currently located. Yes things were going just fine until Katrina Simpson, one of our newest members, came into my office and into my life and nearly caused my whole world to crumble down in a very short and quick time. To show you how the devil works his evil magic let me tell

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you what happened.

                It was Monday April 12th 8:30pm. I had just finished a meeting with Kevin T., one of my most trusted stewards. We were putting the finishing touches on a new church initiative that we had intended to present to the Deacon board at the next meeting on Thursday. Katrina came to my office in tears and wanted to speak to me alone about a private issue. Since Kevin and I were finished he said he was headed home to get some rest so that he could get up a go to his full time job the next morning with the post-office. That left Katrina and I alone to discuss her situation. After I calmed her down and got her to stop crying so hard she was able to tell me that she was upset that she had found out earlier that day that Stanley, her husband of 6 months, had been cheating on her since the day they met. To make matters worst he had not only slept with other women, some of which she had known personally, there was also evidence that Stanley had been engaging in sexual activity with a known neighborhood transsexual named Carmen. Katrina had asked Stanley what was it about her that would make him want to cheat and sleep with just about anyone and every thing. They argued back and forth and eventually Stanley told her that she gave terrible head and was unimaginative in bed and he wanted and needed someone who could make his toes curl. Of course Katrina felt less than a woman to be outdone in the sex area by even another man dressed up to look like a woman. I tried as hard as I could to convince Katrina that the thoughts she were having were the work of the devil himself and that she was a beautiful attractive and dynamically strong black woman and that she should not let this incident destroy her self-confidence.

At times I think I was reaching Katrina but at other times I couldn’t stop her from crying. I had run out of tissue and I excused myself to go to the storage room real quick to get a fresh box of Kleenex. When I returned. Katrina had removed her sweater and had unbuttoned her blouse. She either was not wearing a bra in the first place or she had removed it also. Either way she revealed to me the most beautiful pair of size40d breast that I had ever seen. I must confess that I thought she was “blessed in the chest” when she and her husband came forward as we opened the doors of the church to new members during service about 3months ago. Of course I couldn’t say what I was thinking it would not have been very professional or ethical of me…would it?

Now mind you I am a happily married man of the cloth with children. My marriage like any other marriage goes through some trying times. I know my wife gets fed up with the long hours I spend at the church at times and I have been spending even more time at the church since we decided to undertake the building of a new sanctuary. This pissed my wife off to the max. So much that she had taken herself and the two smallest of our children back to Good-hope Alabama for a couple of weeks. It just so happened that her leaving was in timed with Spring Break and I was able to cover that up by saying that she took the Kids to see the grandparents over Spring break. In fact it had been almost a little over a month from the last time my wife and I made love to the time that Katrina came into my office. Like most men who have waited that long between sexual releases I was easily placed in a state of arousal. But back to the incident at hand.

I had reminded Katrina that she was in the house of the lord and that kind of behavior was not appropriate. Katrina looked at me and said “ I know where I am…maybe it’s the little devil in me needing to be exorcised by the juices of your loins…aren’t you going to save me from my sinful self reverend?” I was shocked. I began to insist that Katrina put back on her shirt. She said “if you want it on me...you come and put it on me. While you’re at it come and put my panties on me too…oops I aint wearin no panties ...guess you have to put my skirt on me only then” with that she took off her skirt and revealed a completely shaved bronze colored pussy. My cock instantly stood up at attention and she noticed the large bulge of my 9.5-inch curled up snake showing in the print at the front of my pants. She said...ooh reverend looks like that evil serphant snake wants to come out and punish my naughty pussy…ohh reverend Ray please spank me for I have been a bad bad girl…I touch myself like this all the time” she reached down and place the middle finger of her right hand between her legs and into her pussy then placed her finger into her mouth, tasting her own sweet pussy necter. Upon tasting her own juices she let a sensual moan then said...”So reverend is it a sin to taste my own pussy juice and fuck myself with my hand,” I told her that she was wrong and that she needed some guidance in her life…to which she said...” I don’t think I need guidance…I need a good spankin…will you spank me reverend…I need it so bad” by now my cock was harder than reinforced steel surrounded by layers of concrete. I knew it was wrong but by now I only wanted to bend Mrs. Simpson over my office desk and fuck her as hard as I humanly could from the rear. I think she sensed that I was going to participate in her game since I didn’t forcibly put her out of my office. She walked up to me and I was frozen in place. I know it sounds corny in this day and age but I had only been intimate with one woman prior to meeting and subsequently marrying my wife. I had never actually met any woman that was as aggressive as Katrina was…I must admit that I liked it…I really liked it. Katrina reached down to my crotch area and undid my zipper and belt. As she lowered my pants to my ankle she simultaneously dropped to her knees in front of me. My cock was sticking straight out and it was level to Katrina’s mouth. Katrina griped my cock and stroked it with both hands and then kissed the head gently and said…”oh reverend what could you like me to do to show how much I appreciate you showing me your guidance in my hot sensual moment of need”…O.K by now I had gotten into this bad preacher role and had made the choice to play along. I told her to “remain on her knees and worship the item that you so beholdth in your hand my child.”  She said, “but reverend my mama told me the good book said I should not worship anything but God” I told her “silence my unworthy child!!! You are to speak no more…thy shall only suck gently on my hard pulsating shaft of pleasure until my seed of life is released within that unholy mouth of yours…only upon swallowing the seed of my loin will you be worthy to address me.” With that I violently pulled Katrina by the back of her hair, forcing her mouth to come open. I then shoved my cock down her throat until the base of my shaft could no longer be seen. I held it in place like that until I heard Katrina about to gag then I pulled my cock out so she could get her breath. Before she knew it I had again pulled her hair back and shoved my shaft deep inside of her mouth this time she was prepared and did not gag. This went on for about 10 minutes; Katrina was quite the skillful cocksucker she knew just how to take this meat down her throat without gagging.  Katrina said upon me letting her come up for her next breath of air “oh good reverend may I have the honor of removing your shoes so that I may worship your feet by bestowing a kiss upon them. I thought, damn I had never had my feet sucked before my wife always said that was nasty and that I was lucky she let me put my dick in her mouth ever so often. Of course I said yes to Katrina I was will do almost anything she wanted to do. When she undid my shoe she also removed my pants so that we were both naked. She stood up with my pants in her hand and walked over toward the office door, I thought she was going to turn the lights down but instead she opened the door and said as she ran out.” if you want your pants come and get them” like a kid I fell for the trick and chased her. We ended up in the sanctuary…O.K I know this is the lowest of lows but that’s where we ended up. She stopped running or I caught her right at the front row of seats. I caught her from behind and cupped those 40d titties in the palm of my hands. I had never touched such large soft beautiful breast. I didn’t know exactly how to handle them, she must have sensed it as she told me to squeeze he nipples hard. I pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and she let out a loud moan of pleasure. I told her she was being very bad by running into the sanctuary. Katrina pulled away from my hold and went to the front row of seats and placed both her knees on the seat and bent her body over the back of the row of prubes. She then said.” you’re right I am being bad and I should be punished don’t you think so reverend”. The sight of her bent over the prubes with all that ass and pussy exposed to me from the rear got my blood boiling. I grabbed my belt from my pants wrapped it around my hand so that only about a foot or so was showing and I approached her from the rear. I place my hands on her back to steady myself as I plunged my hard cock deep inside her hot box. That had to be the warmest, smoothest, tightest pussy ever made. My cock fit inside her like a glove, like it was meant to be there. I began stroking her pussy with my cock. In and out I went deeper and deeper I went with ever stroke. I realized that I was hitting the back of her pussy wall and I was not all the way in.... I still had about four inches of cock meat that had not been inserted inside Katrina’s pussy walls. Katrina was screaming “oh shit...oh shit that hurts…you’re too big …oh daddy that hurts so good...fuck that pussy reverend…bless that pussy with your cock…oh...holy shit...I going to cum I going to cum” with that I took the belt I was holding and smacked her hard on her ass…she said ouch Oh shit…spank it baby spank that ass…I smacked her again and told her...I didn’t say you could cum yet…don’t you cum yet you unholy wench… and I smacked her twice this time on her ass even harder than before…she said I’m sorry reverend I won’t cum I won’t cum til you let me...I told her to shut-up and take this dick…She said “yes baby” and I reached back and smacked her hard on her ass again with the belt and said “didn’t I say shut up…I don’t want to hear nothing but my balls hitting your ass” and with that I smacked her ass again. I was getting into this when she pushed back, nearly knocking me to the floor and into the church drum set. As she was pushing away I heard her say “oh no I can’t take it I’m cuming hard...” She pushed away and ran toward the alter. I caught her from behind lowered her to the floor where I reached under thighs pushed her legs back toward her ears, exposing nothing but pussy and pumped my 9.5inches of man meat all the way into her soaking wet pussy. I held her legs up to her head as I positioned myself to fuck her froggy style. I pumped her pussy hard and fast for what seemed like at least 30mins straight. In the middle of my attack of her pussy ironically all she could say was “oh god …Oh god…I’m cuming Ohhh I cuming…fuck me damit fuck this pussy reverend…shit here I cum again….ohhhhh shit I cuming” By now we were both sweating like pigs sweat was dripping from my body onto hers, sweat was dripping from my forehead getting into my eyes and burning like hell I couldn’t see and I was too into fucking Katrina to bother with wiping my face, besides the sweat would only come back.  I continued fucking Katrina hard and fast and then I realized she had not said a word in about a few minutes. I looked down as I pumped the pussy harder and deeper faster and faster, and I could see Katrina’s eyes rolled to the back of her head tears were coming from her eyes in between the beads of sweat, she was no longer breathing from her mouth she could only breath thru her nose as she was grasping for air with her mouth. At that point I knew I had just about fucked the shit out her and it was time for me to get my nutt on…That didn’t take long I only had to look down and those size 40twins bouncing from side to side and look at how deep I was putting this cock inside of her with every stroke and it was enough to bring me to the point of no return…I felt my balls filling with cum as I concentrated on bringing myself to a finish. I was just about there when I pulled out reached up and grabbed Katrina’s head, pulled her by her hair and shoved my cock down her throat. This time as Katrina bobbed her head to accept my cock offering I released at least a gallon of hot steaming man seed down her throat. To my surprise Katrina was able to swallow every last bit of my cum juice. Finally, when the last drop of my seed had been lapped up by Katrinas eager and talented mouth we both just fell out right there on the alter. As we cooled down, I looked over at her and told her “ you my child are now worthy to speak in this holy temple” Katrina smiled and said “ Shit you damn right I’m worthy reverend…can I get the preacher to say amen” I said Amen sister Amen. We both laugh a bit as we lay there.

I knew I would never look at this church pulpit the same again, knowing how I had sinned on the holiest of ground. I also knew that I could never see my wife sitting in the first row of prubes again, you see the spot where I was spanking Katrina’s ass with my belt was the exact seat that my wife sits in every Sunday service. It just won’t be the same.

When Katrina and I got up from the floor of the alter and composed ourselves we made it back to my office where we showered and got redressed. I offered Katrina a ride home, as I had realized that it was a little past 11pm. On the ride home I told Katrina that I was wrong to take advantage of her like that and that I should have been stronger and offered her more guidance to solving her problem with her husband and that if she would trust me as her spiritual leader I would make amends to her by counseling her and husband in marriage counseling with the ultimate goal of restoring the strong marriage and the vows they had taken with each other. Katrina looked at me and said as we pulled into her drive way that she had something to tell me. She said that she and her husband were not having marital problems. She had lied and made up the story. In fact she said her husband was away on business in some town called good-hope Alabama and that he should be home in a couple of days. Katrina said she was horny as hell as her husband left for his trip while she was on her period and she didn’t get a chance for a “hook-up” she knew that my wife had been out of town on vacation with the children, as word had passed among the congregation, and she thought that I would be as horny as she was. She was right. As Katrina got out the car I couldn’t help but smile and think “Damn”…I knew it was just too much of a co-incidence that my wife and Katrina’s husband went to the same small town in bum-fuck Alabama at the same time. I also knew that there was no way I could confront my wife with my suspicions without arousing suspicions about how I came about my knowledge. I guess this is the only means I have to confess my sins. I know it was wrong, I know I should not have let the devil work his tricks, I know that someday the secret of this event will eat at my insides, I know all these things, but I also know that I am human and humans sometime behave bad…but damn it felt so good to behave so bad this time!!!…Thank you for listening to my confession. 

Memories

JackntheBox on Taboo Stories

Deena and I finished humping and she flopped over on her back, breathing hard. She snuggled close to me, throwing a slim leg over my thighs and tucking her head under my chin. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and enjoyed the feel of her warm, moist crotch pressed against my hip. Time for a breather. The two of us went to school together, both in our freshman year of college, but we only met after my buddy Dave tried to score with her. As usual for Dave, Deena decided that he was too good a ‘friend’ to be a boyfriend and dumped him, even though she ‘loved him’.

Now, as far as Deena was concerned, she was free to divide and conquer our little group of friends.

Little tart.

She came to our groups last New Years bash and picked me to s

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tart her trail of destruction with, then made her move. Several beers and a glass or two of bubbly later, Deena asked me to give her a ride home. Normally in a situation like this I would’ve steered clear, but Dave gave me the greenlight to screw her, so I didn’t argue. We left as the confetti began to fall. I drove her home and walked her up to her apartment; she jumped me, and we spent most of the next few days between classes playing dirty little games in her bed or my car. Even once in the bathroom at the student lounge at school.

It was exactly a week to the day that we first slept together before Deena asked me The Question.

"Dev?"

"Hmn?"

"When did you lose it?"

Je- Sus. Ten times worse than the ‘ Love ’ question. There’s absolutely no right answer for this one, and it leads right into the ‘ how many have you had ’ question. I could already feel myself pulling my pants on and searching for my keys.

"Um. I was pretty young, I guess."

Deena stroked my chest and wiggled. "How young?"

The first time a girl asked me this, I told her the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Basically. I’m not entirely stupid. But our relationship still lasted a grand total of three minutes afterwards. And so, in the series of relationships that have followed, I’ve modified my answer. Now it just rolls off my tongue; I don’t even think about what I’m saying. I’m not exactly lying my ass off, because everything I was about to tell Deena really did happen. It just wasn’t my first time. And besides, it’s a cool story, at least among my buddies.

I closed my eyes and went for it. "Fourteen."

"Wow. Really?"

I nodded. "Yep."

"Were’d you do it?"

No big deal , I thought. You knew this was just a fling. Devin and Deena. No chance for any kind of relationship with names like that.

"You don’t really want to know this, do you?"

She grinned and climbed back on top of me, wiggling her pussy around on my crotch. I glanced from her face to her tits, which were gently rubbing back and forth on my chest, and I smiled at how perky they were. For such a skinny girl, they were a nice, big mouthful, too. I was gonna miss those babies.

"Yeah. I do."

God . Let it go already . I felt my cock getting happy again. So did she. I sighed as she slipped me slowly back into her pussy.

"I’ll tell you if you tell me," she teased.

"Huh." I grunted. "Sure you will."

"I will!"

"It was in a graveyard."

She giggled. "Seriously?"

I sighed again. "Yeah. I went to a Halloween party my freshman year. We all got really drunk and played spin the bottle. This older girl got dared to take me and go mess around in the graveyard down the block from where the party was."

"What was her name?"

"Susie. She was a punk-rock wannabee, so I think she had to do it, just to save face. She didn’t want to be known as the wanker-girl who couldn’t take a dare." I was beginning to have a hard time concentrating on our conversation. Deena nipped at my chin with her little, white teeth, teasing me more.

"And you did it? On Halloween?"

"Yep. And I lived to tell the tale."

"Did you like it?"

"Well, yeah. Except she bit me."

That got a laugh. "What?"

"She was going down on me, and there were all these bats flying around. It was kinda creepy. Anyway, she freaked out, and...well. She bit me."

"No way."

I rolled Deena off and showed her my cock.

"You can still see the scar."

"Omigod! Those are teeth marks!"

"Yep."

" Wait-a-minute . She bit you hard enough to leave a mark, and..."

Deena looked up at me, her eyes wide and my dick clenched in her hand.

"You still had sex?"

"Hell, yes." I grinned. "Hurt like somebody dunked it in acid when we started, but I was drunk enough that I didn’t really care. And no way was I gonna stop."

"Wow. Well after all that, I should be glad it still works. Here, let me kiss it and make it all better."

And she bent over and did just that.

 

The rest of that night went pretty well.

Fortunately for me, Deena’s mouth was full of cockmeat, so she never seguewayed into other relationship topics, and I’ve learned the hard way never to ask when and how many guys a chick’s had. Fucks with your head way too much if they tell you. But still, we were together just about the time it takes to watch an average baseball game before Deena broke up with me. Maybe she, too, realized that our name combination sounded absolutely stupid, because she swam a bit further downstream and found fresh pickings - our buddy Brian.

I didn’t get too broken up about it. Their names sounded better together anyway. I don’t know if Deena asked Brian the same crap she asked me. Probably did. But her question got me thinking about my first sex experiences; the raunchy sexual foundation that allowed me to deal with all the weird stuff that’s happened to me over the last few years, from double-teaming one of my best friends’ mom, to getting kidnapped and raped by one of my old high school teachers and her kinky friends.

 

 

 

The first honest-to-God, I-want-to-fuck-the-hell-out-of-somebody erection that I can remember happened when I was really little; maybe only three or four years old. Both of my folks were at work, and I was staying with my grandparents for the day. My grandma had a bunch of her ladyfriends over for lunch, and they were all passing me around, taking turns hugging my cute-as-a-button self in-between bites of tiny little sandwiches and sips of iced tea.

I was happily feeling each old lady up as I was transferred from lap to plump, matronly lap. They all grinned and mashed me into their big, old lady tits. Most kids I’ve know freak out when the blue hair brigade attacks, but for me, it was like heaven. After making the rounds I ended up sitting with a woman named Peggy, who lived just across the street and up the hill from my grandparents.

Peggy hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek, and let me sit on her lap for most of the lunch.

I spent the next hour enjoying her arm around my waist and rubbing my back up against her tits, feeling light-headed and horny. I was sporting some serious wood for a four-year-old kid. My grandma must’ve noticed how flushed I was, because after all the ladies left for home, she took my temperature and made me lie down in her bed for the rest of the afternoon.

That was okay with me. Gave me plenty of time to discover the joys of masturbation.

 

 

 

By the time I was five, I was a huge fan of the Batman television show.

Let me rephrase that: I was a huge fan of Batgirl from the Batman show. That damn costume was so sexy. Every day at noon I’d be lying on the living room floor in front of the TV set, grinding my little dick into the carpet while I fantasized about Batgirl getting caught by any one of the crazy arch-criminals. On television, the fantasy only got halfway: the bad guy would catch her in some fiendish trap, but then she’d get away.

I always wanted to see one of the supervillians rip that tight Batgirl leotard off and screw her silly. Never happened.

At least she got tied up a lot. Gotta take your thrills were you can get ‘em, even when you’re five. Actually, on the show, the heroes always got caught and tied up. The shit the villains cooked up never worked (see the Batgirl note above), but I think that’s probably where I first developed my bondage fetish. I remember running around in our basement wearing nothing but my mom’s panties and a sheet tied around my shoulders, pretending I was Batman.

That show had so much homo-erotic bullshit going on, it’s a wonder I’m not more screwed up than I am.

Granted, I really didn’t have any idea what sex was then, just that my pee-pee felt dang good when I played with it. And just the sight of Batgirls’ ass in that costume did shit to me that even smacking my dick into the wall couldn’t accomplish.

But I was soon to get a major lesson.

 

 

Everybody I know has a ‘cool’ aunt or uncle, and I was no different. When my little sister was born, I went to stay with my dad’s sister Rachel for a few days, which was great. She bought me Batman comic books and read them with me, both of us snuggled up together on her brown vinyl (she called it ‘ pleather ’) couch. Aunt Rachel took me rollerskating and out to movies (King Kong with Jeff Bridges and Jessica Lange comes to mind), and she made sure we ate at all the places I liked.

And best of all, she looked just like the television Batgirl did in her secret identity as Barbara Gordon. What kid could ask for more?

Her apartment was a cramped one bedroom with a tiny kitchen and a smaller bathroom. I think the plan was for me to sleep on her couch while I was there, so I’m not sure how I ended up sleeping in her bed with her. Maybe I ate too much ice cream and Mexican food that first night and had a bad dream; I really don’t remember. But I do know that at some point in the middle of the night, I woke up out of a sound sleep. I found myself pressed tightly against my aunt with my legs tangled in hers and my face pillowed on her chest. She was breathing hard and I could feel her arm - the arm that wasn’t pinned underneath me - moving up and down, slowly and rythmically.

Eventually she sighed softly and I felt her relax next to me.

I stayed quiet, pretending to be asleep. A few minutes ticked by and I tried to stay still, but my pee-pee (that’s what my grandma called it, anyway) was pressing against my aunt’s hip, and it was getting big and hard. I twitched, and my aunt mumbled something to herself that I couldn’t hear. Then she gently pulled away from me and rolled over onto her side.

Her body shook like she was crying and I wanted to ask if she was okay, but I didn’t. I just scooted closer to her, wrapped myself against the curve of her back and hugged her. Eventually she rolled over and kissed my forehead, hugging me back. I stayed awake a long time after that, slowly running my hand over the soft silk of her nightgown and enjoying the feel of her warmth next to me.

The next morning we didn’t talk about what had happened, but I was bound and determined to sleep in the bed with her again; not on the couch. Lady luck was with me again that night.

When it was my bedtime, my aunt helped me get in my pajamas and brush my teeth. When I was ready she tucked me into her bed with a goodnight kiss. I got a little boner as soon as her lips touched my forehead. I tried to stay awake, listening to the voices from the TV in the other room, but I guess I dozed off. I woke up again when she came in for bed and turned on the lights.

She glanced at me to see if I was awake. But I was ready for her, lying flat on my back with my eyes squished shut and snoring, pretending to be dead asleep.

"Sleep tight, Dev," she whispered, and gave me another kiss.

When she was satisfied that I was still sleeping, she quickly unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off, then folded it and put it away. I peeked as she kicked off her shoes and unzipped her skirt. She let the skirt fall to the floor, took a hairbrush from her dresser and started to brush her curly brown hair.

My aunt couldn’t see me from her mirror, but from where I was lying, it gave me a great view of her whole body. I opened my eyes and took her all in: her tiny waist and round ass, her long, slim legs still clad in her black nylons, her small, firm breasts cupped in her lacy black bra, everything. Right at that moment, she was the living fulfillment of all the little boy fantasies I’d ever had.

And I knew then and there that no superheroine on any TV show could ever live up to this real woman standing right in front of me, close enough for me to reach out and touch. So I flipped my mental Two-Face coin and made up my five-year-old mind. I decided to discover what I’d missed out on the night before.

She finished brushing out her hair, and I was surprised at how long it was. It fell in lush, foamy brown curls down to her shoulder blades. When she set the brush down, I clenched my eyes shut while she stepped into the bathroom. I heard her pee, and then the toilet flushed and water was running in the sink. I listened to her wash her hands and brush her teeth, then the room got a little darker when she turned off the bathroom light.

The only other woman I’d ever seen naked before was my mom. I didn’t know what to expect from my aunt, but here she was, right in front of me, just dressed in her underwear and stockings. It was all I could do to keep still, but I knew if I moved a muscle before she climbed into bed, my scheme was all over.

After what seemed like a long time she sighed and turned out the bedroom light. The room went dark behind my eyelids, so I figured it was safe to open my eyes and peek. I watched her pad over to the bed, the soft glow from a streetlight outside the window highlighting the curves of her body. She pulled the bedcovers back, giving me a little chill. Springs squeaked as she sat on the edge of the mattress and took off her stockings.

Finally, she slipped under the covers and sighed. It’s funny, but I remember her soft skin to be freezing cold, but warm and cozy at the same time. She snuggled up to me and we both lay still, listening to the quiet.

This time, I didn’t doze off.

I was just learning to tell time at home on a real clock with numbers and hands. My aunt had a digital clock on her nightstand, which made it easier for me. When she crawled into bed the clock told me it was eleven-thirty five, and I watched it for a long time. When the clock said it was almost midnight, I rolled over on my side and snuggled closer against her.

I heard her breath catch in her throat and her body tensed when I threw my right arm over her belly.

My aunt wasn’t wearing a nightgown tonight, just her bra and a pair of panties. Her belly was warm and smooth, and the muscles in her stomach twitched at my touch. I wiggled even closer to her, until she lifted her right arm and let me burrow into the side of her body. I gently slipped my leg over hers, and then we were back in the same position we were in the night before.

She smelled good to me, like flowers. I took a deep breath and relaxed, and let my hand rest on her belly, just above her panties. She waited for me to settle in, still tense. After a of couple minutes she gently touched my shoulder.

"Devin? Are you awake?"

"Mghmpfh," I mumbled into her neck. I tucked my chin into my chest, bringing my face down closer to the swell of her breast. I mumbled again and rubbed myself against her. My face brushed over her bra, the lace pressing into my cheek.

"Oh God," she whispered. "Devin? Sweetie? Are you awake?"

I pretended to snore. My aunt shifted a little bit, and I felt cold air on my arm as she pulled the sheets back. I settled down quickly after that, with her breast mashed into my face. She didn’t get up, but she felt so tense, I wondered if I’d pushed my little plan too far already. The sheets rustled as she moved her leg and I almost panicked, thinking she was going to get up, maybe go in the other room and try to sleep on the couch.

But she didn’t.

Instead, her hand brushed mine as she slipped it under the waistband of her panties, and after a moment I felt the slow, up and down movement from her arm as she quietly played with herself. The glow from the window gave me enough light to see her legs, spread loosely open, and her fingers working under her panties.

She tried to be quiet, but occasionally she’d whimper or make little happy sounds deep in her throat. Once, her body jerked hard, shoving her leg into my crotch, and my little fella decided he wanted to play, too. I tried to make a sleepy-head sound and pushed back against her leg with my hips, rubbing my swollen little dick up her thigh. I thought she might try to wake me up and tell me to stop, but all she did was grind her hips in a slow circle. I smashed my crotch against her leg as hard as I could.

It felt so good. I made another sleepy sound and rubbed my face on her breast, trying to push the material of her bra down with my chin so that I could see her nipple. After a minute or two it worked; her hard little nipple popped out, almost right into my mouth.

I was trying to get the courage up to kiss it when she let out a long, shaky moan and her hips shot straight up, quivering in the air. Something smelled funny then, sort of like the tuna fish sandwiches my dad liked. I slid my hand down over her panties. They were warm and wet, like she didn’t get to the toilet fast enough and tinkled a little in them.

She moaned again while I was trying to process that information, her body jerking harder this time.

Her whole body twitched, and she whispered something that sounded like old cheesus . I heard a wet whoosh come from her crotch, just like the sound my pee makes when I’ve had to hold it for a long time and really have to go bad, and finally get to use the bathroom. Warm water soaked her panties, covering my hand and the inside of her legs, and then the room smelled really bad. She quickly moved my hand; then she rolled off the bed, ran into the bathroom and shut the door, leaving me lying in my first wet spot.

By the time she came out, I’d fallen asleep. I barely registered her moving me around when she changed the bed sheets. I do remember her pulling off my pajama shirt, because it was soaking wet. Then she crawled back into bed, and this time she snuggled up next to me . Her whole body felt damp and sweaty, and now, looking back on it, I don’t think she was wearing any clothes. But that could just be my memory playing tricks on me.

"Devin, hey." She said, nudging me. "Dev?"

I kept quiet.

"Don’t be scared, Dev. Okay?" I held my breath as her hand rested on my chest. "I’m...going to try to make you feel really nice."

I opened my eyes, and my aunt was smiling down at me. She kissed me softly, on the lips, and then she eased her body over mine, under the covers. Her kisses trailed down my tummy and further, and I gasped as something warm and wet wrapped around my little pee-pee. I felt her soft arms wrap around my bottom, and for a second I watched her head bob slowly under the sheets. Then I closed my eyes, and I don’t remember much more after that.

 

 

The next morning she woke me up bright and early, and we went out for a huge pancake breakfast. She barely spoke two words to me the whole meal. When we got back to her apartment, the telephone was ringing off the hook. She answered it and jumped up and down, laughing and talking a mile-a-minute. It was my dad, calling to tell us that I had a bouncing baby sister, and that he’d be by to pick me up the next day. I was just happy she was finally smiling again.

That night, my aunt got me ready for bed early. It was really warm in her apartment, so she let me sleep in just my underpants. I didn’t even try to stay awake after she tucked me in, but I woke up again as soon as she pulled back the covers. I waited until she was quiet and scooted over to her, and she wrapped her arm around me and kissed my forehead, like she always did.

"I know you’re awake, Dev." She whispered in my ear, stroking my hair. "Don’t pretend tonight, okay?"

I took a big breath, and whispered back, "Okay, Auntie Rachel."

"I know you were awake last night, too. Weren’t you?" she asked.

"Uh-huh."

She let out a deep breath. I waited quietly.

"Oh, boy. That’s not good."

"Why?" I shifted so I could look up at her. She looked so pretty there in the dark, staring up at the ceiling, I just had to tell her. "Auntie Rachel, I think you’re the prettiest lady in the whole world."

She rolled onto her side, facing me.

"Devin, I...I don’t think..." She shook her head. "Really? You do?"

I was falling asleep again, but nodded solemly.

"When I grow up, I want to marry you."

She laughted softly and stroked my hair, then wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close.

 

My dad was ringing the speaker-bell at noon the next day. I was already packed, and my aunt helped me carry my little red suitcase while we took the elevator down to the lobby of her building. My dad gave me a big, manly-man hug, and the three of us walked to the car together.

"Hey pard’ner," he said to me, looking at his sister. "How’d it go?"

"Good." I said.

Rachel smiled and ruffled my hair. "Really good. Dev was great."

"Really? No problems?"

She shook her head. "Nope. We had a great time. He even let me keep some of his comics."

"You’re kidding." He looked down at me. "How’d she bribe you for those? Ice cream at bedtime?"

"Daaad!" I laughed at him. "You can’t eat ice cream before bed. Sheesh."

"I asked him if he’d like to spend the next couple weekends with me. I thought maybe...maybe you and Carol might need some quiet time for a while, and Dev and I had so much fun..." She shrugged. "It seemed like a good idea to both of us if he kept some stuff here with me for when he comes back."

My dad stared at his sister like she’d grown another head.

"You’re serious, aren’t you?" She nodded, smiling, and he looked back down at me. "And that sounds good to you, too, Dev?"

For just a second, I thought about my aunt when I woke up that morning, curled up naked with me in her bed. "You bet, dad!"

"Well. Then if you both want to hang out on the weekends, it’s okay with me. Let’s go ask your mom, first. She’s in the car with a little surprise for you."

And we all went to share my first look at my baby sister.

 

 

Not too long after that, my aunt met her soon-to-be first husband, an alchoholic cop named Tim. That pretty much ended our sleepovers, but they were fun while they lasted. My time as a ladies man came to a screeching halt for a couple years as well. Unless you count holidays.

But I’ll get back to that in a minute.

I managed to stumble onto my next erotic experience when I was seven or eight, on a hot summer day. The neighborhood kids had been playing war games - basically a modified version of capture the flag - for a long time, and we had a complex set of rules. We chose teams, divvied up our equipment, picked our base camps and then spread out through the neighborhood. Each team left a couple guys to guard their home base.

The guards had to watch after any kids from the opposing team that were ‘captured’, and protect all the commandeered guns and other stuff that was taken from the prisoners. In battle, to shoot somebody you had to yell their name first and then shoot ‘em three times for a capture, or five times for a kill - before they did the same to you . Then you could scavenge all their stuff. To win, a team had to either capture all the guys on the other team or kill ‘em. You could raid their home base to liberate prisoners and gear, and anybody you killed, either in battle or on raids, automatically became part of your team, making it even tougher to win the game.

We packed sandwiches for lunch, and each of us had a canteen for water that we could refill from a sprinkler hose. Once we were set, we’d play until it either got too dark to see or our parents started yelling for us to come in for dinner.

It was summer, so we had two pretty good teams, with about twenty kids running around packing toy guns and sweating in old WWII army fatigues. Even my friend John and his little brother Steve were playing, which was rare because their mom didn’t approve of us playing war. John said that was because she was from Germany and guns scared her. So they were picked last, because they didn’t have any stuff of their own to play with; and because most of us couldn’t stand Steve. He was too whiny.

In a rare case of consideration, the two team captains - a couple of older kids named Dean and Dave - set the game boundaries a good block away from Johns house to keep him from getting in trouble.

Then they flipped a coin and Dean picked me first, probably because I had a bunch of cool old army gear my grandpa had given me: helmets, canteens, ammo belts, backpacks and a lot of other stuff. Which was great because it gave me some serious bragging rights, considering I was a year younger than he was. Then the captains took turns making their picks. John ended up on my team, and we high-fived when he walked over to our little group. His little cry-baby brother was picked last, by Dave. That was cool, too. The captains decided to start the game in fifteen minutes, so we could head to our bases and sort out our gear and assign positions.

Our base was Dean’s backyard, because it was surrounded by a thick hedge with spots that you could crawl through if you needed a quick escape from an attack, and it had a picnic table and an old garage that we could use as a stockade for any prisoners. The other group trudged up the hill to Dave’s house. When we got to Dean’s, I made sure John was equipped with some good stuff, and then I pulled out a surprise from my faded green canvas backpack.

There was suddenly a lot of excitement when the guys saw what I had. A whole new era of warplay had begun. We were about to go high-tech.

"Hey, Dean!" I had to yell over the noise the guys were making.

"What?"

"Check it out."

For my birthday present, my dad bought me a couple sets of cheap walkie-talkies. They were big, black plastic things with long, telescoping antennas. Each unit had big orange button to push when you wanted to talk, and another plastic switch for volume and to turn the units on and off. I had six of ‘em, and I figured they’d give us an edge over the other team.

Suddenly, I was the man .

"Oh, cool !"

"Dude!"

"Wow! Can I have one?"

"Hey, hey! Let’s see if they work." Dean grabbed the unit I offered him and turned it on. The speaker crackled for a second, and then Dean raised it up to his ear. "Ten-four, good buddy! You copy?"

His voice came in loud and clear on my receiver. He grinned, smacked me in the shoulder and clipped the walkie-talkie to his belt.

"That’s awesome. What kinda range to they have?"

I shrugged. "I dunno. But my dad and I played around with ‘em on my birthday. He walked down to the park, and I could still hear him from our backyard. So at least a few blocks."

He smacked my shoulder again and gave me a battlefield promotion. "Cool. So here’s what we’re gonna do. Why don’t you be our reconnaisance man?"

"Huh? What’s that?"

"You take your walkie-talkie and hide out by Dave’s house, someplace nobody can find you, so you can see his whole yard. The rest of us’ll split up into little teams, and each team’ll have another walkie-talkie. If anybody gets captured, you call the rest of us and we’ll all come in for a prison break. Everybody cool?"

There was a chorus of tough-kid ‘yeah’s’. Then we all hefted our gear and slung plastic rifles and machine guns over our shoulders.

"Let’s move out!"

 

 

The game boundaries were split over four blocks: the street by my house was the west edge and from there the line crossed all the way over to the neighborhood park on the east. The end of Dean’s block marked the farthest south we could go, and then we could head north past Dave’s house, up into a hill overgrown with shrubs and trees that hid a series of trails running through a group of backyards, all the way down to and through the park. Most of the folks around ignored us, and we utilized the whole space. Except for old Mrs. Kearn’s house, unless we absolutely had to. She lived just behind Dean, and she’d smack you with a broom if she caught you on her property.

I decided to cheat a little, running up my street to the top of the hill from my house. At the top I turned west and ran along the sidewalk (which was technically out of bounds) until I could cut through the big back yard at the top of Dave’s hill. This was risky because if I was seen running out of bounds I’d get thrown out of the game - walkie-talkies or no walkie-talkies. I knew most of the guys cheated like that; you just couldn’t get caught. Another small point of concern: the yard I was running through had a big dog house, which occasionaly contained a mean, Army-guy hating bulldog.

I guess his owner was more of a Navy man.

Luckily enough, no dog today. I managed to slip through the yard without attracting any undue attention, then hopped over a little white picket fence and slid a few feet down a small hill into the trees below. I brushed myself off and made my way through the tangle of brush and blackberry bushes until I came to the edge of the woods where the trees thinned out. I knelt down behind a big old walnut tree and pulled out a pair of plastic binoculars. The street that ran in front of Dave’s house zig-zagged up the hill, right past my position. Sometimes late at night during the summer, drunk teenagers would drag race up the hill, but all was quiet now. The only car I could see was parked in the driveway across the street. From where I was hiding, I could just make out Dave’s driveway and front door with my binoculars.

Not good enough , I thought to myself. I have to get closer.

I was sipping metallic tasting, lukewarm water from my canteen and debating on my best course of action when my walkie-talkie crackled to life. I jumped, spilling water and soaking one leg of my jeans from my knee down. I twisted the top back on the canteen when Deans voice came over the speaker.

Squark went the walkie-talkie. "Hey Dev! Come in! Report your status!"

"I’m in the woods at the top of the hill. Over."

Squark . "See anything? Over?"

"Nah." I was searching the houses for a way to sneak closer, but all the front yards were too open. I needed to try something else. "I’ll call you back in a few minutes. Okay?"

Squark . "Ten-four."

I listened as everybody reported in. We were pretty spread out over four square blocks, with no enemy contact so far. Dave’s little brother, Jimmy, had been left behind to guard our camp. Everything was quiet there, too, and I didn’t have anybody in my line of sight.

It was time to make my move. I needed to get across the street to the cover of the house on the corner. I made sure I had all my gear, then I clipped the walkie-talkie back onto my backpack. I picked up my machine gun and ran like hell over to the other curb, with all my gear clanking around in my pack. I made it across the street, then dove over the sidewalk onto the lawn, rolling as best as I could with my backpack, canteen, pistol, walkie-talkie, and everything else I was carrying bumping around.

When I reached the line of bushes that ran from the sidewalk to the porch of the house, I crawled on my belly using the bushes as cover, until I’d inched my way around to the backyard. Once there, I unlatched a little wooden gate and slipped into enemy territory.

Keeping in the shadows of rose bushes and birdbaths, I quickly made my way down the entire hill. None of the houses I passed made good surveillance points. The backyards were great, with lots of places to hide out, but the houses blocked any view. And, like Dave’s house across the street, all the front yards were way too open with no cover.

My grandma’s friend Peggy lived with her husband Neil right across the street from my grandparents. Their house was the first one at the bottom of the hill; a big, creepy old three story house set on a huge yard with plenty of trees and bushes. The front of their house faced south. I was coming downhill from the north, so I reached their garage first. The garage was almost perfect for my needs: it faced the right direction and had good sight lines. I thought I could probably climb it and hunker down on the roof, but anyone standing across the street could see me if they bothered to look over this way. And besides, it looked hot. With the morning sun moving overhead, there wasn’t much shade up there.

I was already sweating like a pig, and it wasn’t even lunchtime, so I quickly discarded that plan and bolted across the driveway to Peggy’s nice, private yard. I was pretty bummed out, thinking that I’d failed in my first big solo mission. I was going to grab my walkie-talkie and break the bad news to Dean when I saw the perfect spot for me to set up shop for the afternoon.

A sturdy rose trellis ran from the ground up the side of the house, all the way to the roof. There were two sliding glass doors leading out to a deck that wrapped around the third floor, and the house and deck were well shaded by three tall pine trees.

I wiped a little bit of the grime off the garage window with my sleeve and peeked through. I didn’t see Peggy’s old yellow Chevy parked inside, so I shouldered my weapon and climbed the trellis. Somehow I managed to avoid snagging myself on the rosebushes and I flopped over the lip of the deck with a grunt. I picked myself up and blew past the sliding doors, ducking under a pair of open bedroom windows. I paused to catch my breath, then peered carefully over the railing at the street below.

"Yes!" I congratulated myself, pumping my fist in the air.

From my position I could see most of the street, both up and down the hill. I could move further around the corner and view anyone approaching from the park or from my house, and I had a great view of Dave’s entire house, front and back. I broke out my binoculars again and watched Dave’s older brother Rick, seated at a card table with Steve, eating sandwiches in the back yard. The sound of kids yelling somewhere out on the battlefield floated by with the breeze.

I pulled my walkie-talkie out and reported in. "Dean! Can you hear me?"

Squawk ! "Dev? That you? Over."

"Yeah. Over."

Squawk ! "Where are you?"

"Watching the camp. I found a really good hiding place. Nobody’ll ever see me. Over."

Squawk ! "Cool. Anything goin’ on? Over."

"Nope. Their guards are eating lunch. Rick’s got a Kool-Aid mustache. That’s it. Over."

Squawk ! "Okay. Stay put. Call in if anything happens. Okay?"

"Okay."

Squawk ! "Over and out."

I put my wakie-talkie away and settled in for the duration, thinking that it was about time for my own lunch. And that’s when Peggy’s Chevy came roaring around the curve at the top of the hill.

The door on the passenger side of the car popped open and I could see her husband holding onto the ‘oh shit’ handle for dear life. The car squealed to a stop and turned into the driveway, spraying loose gravel out from under the tires. I heard the garage door opening and Peggy’s voice rose up over all that, shouting for Neil to hang on. I listened to the garage door bump closed, and a minute later Peggy and her husband stepped out of the garage through a side door.

Neil was wearing bright orange plaid slacks and a yellow polo shirt. His thin, puffy fringe of hair was white as snow and stuck up all over his freckled head. As they walked, he smoothed his hair and adjusted his hearing aid as Peggy crabbed at him. Peggy was dressed in a dressy blue jacket, with a lacy white blouse tucked into a light blue skirt. She had a thick rope of pearls wrapped around her neck and pearl earrings in her ears, and wore her iron grey hair wrapped up in a bun, pinned high at the back of her head with a pearl-white comb. She looked hot and sweaty in her suit, and she was carrying a small, brown paper bag clenched tightly in her hand.

Neil must’ve turned his hearing aid off, because she kept up a running conversation as they walked into the house, and he completely ignored her.

They banged around inside for a few minutes, somewhere downstairs, then I heard footsteps coming my way. I was crouched down underneath a window and I peeked as Peggy came through the bedroom door. Now she had a large mug in her hand instead of the bag. She took a sip from the mug, then shouted down the stairs.

"Neil! I’m going to take a quick nap, so don’t you go making any noise!"

I heard a non-commital mumble that sounded like it came from somewhere far away. Peggy slammed the door shut and flipped the lock. Then she turned, sipping her drink, and pulled the sliding doors open. I had a terrifying vision of her stepping out onto the deck and finding me there, so I ducked and hid around the corner, trying to stay out of sight. I was sure she could hear my heart pounding in my chest; so I covered my ears with my hands and waited to be discovered.

Time slowed to a creepy-crawl, but nothing happened; no yelling or screaming, nobody grabbed me; nothing.

It took a minute, but I figured out that she probably just opened the doors to let the air circulate in her room and I might actually be safe. So I carefully crawled back to my window. Peggy set the cup down on a nightstand, took off her jacket, and folded it neatly over a chair. She pulled the comb out of the bun and ran her hands through her hair, letting it fall in waves past her shoulders. She turned on a floor fan that whirred and twisted, blowing her hair around her face, then she used the comb to brush her hair until it shone, watching herself work in a large round mirror that was mounted on the wall, just above an ornate old dresser.

In all the years I’ve lived in the neighborhood, I’d never seen Peggy with her hair down before. It was so long. I was amazed enough that I barely noticed her take off the necklace and her earrings. She gently put those in a carved wooden box on the dresser top, and then she was kicking off her pumps. She paused for just a second and stared into the mirror, looking slightly surprised. My heart skipped a beat as I realized she was looking over in my direction. I hit the deck again and held my breath, then counted slowly to ten. When nothing happened, I raised myself back to the window in time to see Peggy unzip her skirt and let it drop to the floor. I licked my dry lips and watched, stunned speechless as she unbuttoned her blouse.

Suddenly, I was a lot warmer than I had been a just minute ago. I swallowed around a hard knot in my throat and wiped sweat out of my eyes.

Fear and fascination battled each other, and my penis - the good soldier that it was - snapped to attention, making me tremble. I knew I shouldn’t be watching, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I drank in every little detail of Peggy’s body as she folded the blouse in half and set it with her jacket. She was getting old and plump around the edges, but right now that was fine with me. Thanks to the mirror, I had a great view of her front as well as her back side. I was busy staring at her heavy breasts, trapped in her bra - a great big, plain white satin thing - when she bent over and wiggled out of her slip. Her hips were wide and round, and underneath her slip she was wearing large white panties over a girdle-like garter belt.

Peggy pulled down her panties, then she unclipped and rolled down her white stockings and followed those with the girdle. All of it went on top of the pile of clothes on the chair, and then she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. She tossed that with the rest of her things and paused to massage her breasts. Completely naked now, Peggy sighed and turned towards the bed.

My eyes bugged out when I caught a glimpse of the soft, white downy puff of hair between her legs. And what happened next made all my fears of being discovered completely vanish.

Peggy crawled onto the bed with her feet facing straight towards me. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs, bending them at the knees so her feet were braced on the brass footboard. She closed her eyes and her left hand trailed down her belly until she was tickling her pubic hair, and then her fingers kind of walked down between her legs. She began playing with her breasts with her right hand, toying with her nipples. Her left hand disappeared down her crotch. I had to stand up to get a better view.

And what a view. Peggy was poking her fingers into a pink hole in her crotch and her hips were grinding into the bed sheets. I was mesmerized by her fingers, slipping in and out of that pink place. It looked wet. Suddenly, visions of my aunt flooded into my head, of us lying together in her bed, her hands buried in her panties, and I realized that I was finally seeing Peggy do to herself now what my aunt had been doing then, in the dark.

Unconsciously, I started rubbing my crotch as I watched Peggy masturbate. She eased a few of her fingers all the way inside herself and buried her head back in her pillows. Through the open window I heard her start moaning loudly and saw her toes clenching against the brass rail of her bed. She was shoving her fingers into her little pink hole over and over, as fast as she could.

Vaguely, as if in a dream, I heard myself moan with her. I was so dizzy, to keep from tipping over I had to steady myself by bracing a hand on the wall.

I needed some relief, consequences be damned. Almost without thinking, I unbuckled my utility belt and unbuttoned my jeans, which promply fell down around my ankles. I pulled my hard little dick out of my underwear and started jacking off, trying to imagine myself in Peggy’s bedroom, lying with her, touching her.

Peggy’s body jerked up and down a few times as I watched, and she slowed to a stop, panting. Things were just getting good on my end too. I was on the verge of a whole new revelation happening down in my underpants, and that’s when my walkie-talkie squawked back to life.

My platoon was in a firefight. Dean was calling in a panic, and after the loud crackle of static he started yelling through the speaker.

Squawk! "Dev! Dev! Come in! They raided our camp and got everything ! I need..."

Oh shit! I heard myself blurt out a curse, and then I was tripping over my pants trying to get to the walkie-talkie and shut it off. I fell onto the deck, crawled to my pack, rolled onto my butt and sat up with the walkie-talkie in my hand. I hit the talk button, hoping against hope that Peggy hadn’t heard.

"Dean! Don’t...I’m not..." It was a valiant effort, but I was way too late.

"What...Devin?" said a voice.

I knew it didn’t come from my walkie-talkie, and I kicked myself mentally, knowing that if I didn’t want to be discovered, I should’ve turned the thing off right when Peggy and Neil pulled into the driveway.

Too late. Now, the jig was up.

I looked up to find Peggy glaring down at me, fumbling with a silky looking white robe she’d pulled over her naked body. The robe didn’t help hide anything, if that’s why she put it on; it was so sheer I could see every thick curve, her big, hard nipples, even the color of her skin through the thin material.

I felt awful. I’d failed my mission. I hit the talk button one last time. "Dean. I’m caught."

" Devin !" Peggy shouted. "What are you...doing...here...?"

Peggy’s voice trailed off and her cheeks quickly turned a rosy shade of red as she took me in. I had the walkie-talkie pressed against my ear, my jeans were tangled around my tennis shoes and my boner was fading fast, but it was still pointing right at her.

"Oh-my-God," she whispered, and grabbed me by the ear.

"Oww!"

She twisted hard and yanked me to my feet, and twisted again. "Just what do you think you’re doing here, young man?"

The words came out of me in a rush.

"My friends and I were playing army, Mrs. Jones, and I thought this would be a good place to hide while they..."

She gasped and shook me. "More? Where! Where did they hide?"

"N...no...Mrs Jones! It was just me! Everybody else is still playing...see, I was pretending to be a spy, and I needed someplace to hide so I could see over there and give my team the scoop on all I could see about what the other guys were doing, and..."

Peggy seemed to take that entirely the wrong way. "You were spying on me! Oh, what would Mary say? Her grandson a peeping tom! What did you see?"

"Nothing! I mean..."

She backed me up into the deck rail and shook me again, harder, making me drop my walkie-talkie. It hit the rail and bounced over the edge. I never heard it hit the ground.

"Don’t you lie to me Devin Smith! Look at you, with your privates hanging out! I know exactly what you were doing!" She waggled a finger at me as she scolded me. "Well, we’re going to have to call your grandmother about this!"

Oh no , I thought. Not that. I’ll get a spanking for sure . "No, please Mrs Jones, don’t call my grandma, please. I didn’t mean to look, really, I just..."

"Then we’ll just go downstairs and call the police! You might think you just got yourself a nice peepshow, but you just wait, you little..."

She dragged me into her bedroom by my ear, pulling me towards her door. I pictured her husband, seeing us coming downstairs like this, and what he might do. I got so sick so fast I almost barfed, and started pleading with her for my life.

"No! I mean, I know I shouldn’t of been looking, Mrs. Jones. But you...you’re just so pretty, and you were having such a good ti..."

That seemed to kick some of the wind out of her sails. She stopped just short of the door and turned to me in a huff.

"What?" she asked.

"Huh?"

"What did you just say?"

What did I just say? "Uh, you were having a..."

She shook her head. "No, no. Before that. You said I was pretty ?"

I gulped and nodded. Shock from the realization of what I’d done was taking over, and I could feel tears welling up in my eyes, blurring my vision. My bottom lip started to tremble and I stuttered a little bit when I answered.

"Y-yeah. I think you’re really, really pretty, Mrs. Jones. Really."

Peggy didn’t speak or move a muscle. She just stood there, watching me carefully, the ends of her robe fluttering in the breeze from the fan. I caught another, tantalizing glimpse of her pubic hair. The room smelled funny, kind of wet and fishy. I remembered my aunt Rachel’s bedroom once smelling the same way.

My mouth went dry, so I licked my lips and tried again. "I’ve always thought so, and...and the more I w-watched, I...I..." I shrugged helplessly, and the tears started to flow.

"You what ?"

"I just liked watching," I said in a small voice. "I think you’re really pretty, and I wanted to watch. That’s all."

I hung my head and stood there quietly, my face burning with shame.

"Well," she said. "Well. I never."

Peggy released my ear and took my wrist, guiding me towards her bed. She sat down, making the bedsprings squeak, and pulled me in front of her. She cupped my chin in her hand and forced me to look her in the eye, then watched me for a long time. Eventually she nodded quickly, once, like she’d made a decision.

"All right. I believe you. How long were you out there? You tell me the truth now."

Scared as I was, I was having a difficult time concentrating. Her robe had flopped open down to her waist, and now I was just inches away from her. The fishy smell was a lot stronger now that we were by the bed, and I thought I could smell it on her hand, too. I could feel my little penis getting happy again. I got mad at it suddenly, thinking that this mess was all its fault. I fought a losing battle with it, until the dang thing was sticking straight out of my underpants.

"A long time, I guess. I...was already there when you guys got home." I tried to keep my eyes locked on hers so she wouldn’t notice the thing rearing its ugly head below us.

"I see." No luck. She saw it. "My," she said. "You look like you’re having some trouble with that."

I nodded into her hand. "Yes’m. It’s just been doin’ that all afternoon."

"Hm." She looked down at me and I swear that she smiled. Then she shook her head. "Devin, do you think a good little boy would do what you did today?"

"Um. N-no ma’am."

"So you agree you were a naughty boy."

I thought about it for a minute. I wished she’d let me go, because my pee-pee seemed to like her touching my face.

"Yeah, I guess so."

"And you don’t want me to call your grandparents."

"No ma’am."

"Or the police."

"Oh, please, don’t Mrs. Jones! I didn’t..."

She let my chin go and took my wrists again, making our little friend bounce around down there. This time I was sure she smiled.

"Well. So what do we do?"

"Uh...let me go? I promise I’ll never do it again. Really."

"I’d like to believe that Devin, but I just can’t. I honestly think you need to be punished for being a very bad little boy." Her grip on my wrists tightened. I remember thinking that she was pretty strong for an old lady. "So I’m going to give you a spanking. And afterwards, I hope you won’t ever think about doing something like this ever again."

And with that, she pulled me down across her knee. I was so shocked I didn’t even fight. My pee-pee slipped along the smooth material of her robe, and a shiver of pleasure raced through my body.

"I’ll try not to make this hurt too much," she said.

Then she pinned my wrists together with right hand, pushing them deep into her mattress. She yanked my underpants down enough to expose my bottom, and gave me a good, hard smack that brought tears to my eyes and made me wriggle against her thighs. She smacked me again and again, and I kicked and squirmed as she hit me, until my bottom actually went numb.

It hurt at first, but after a while the pain stopped and I started to kind of enjoy the feeling of my naked flesh rubbing against the cool silk of her robe and her warm skin. Peggy spanked me until my bottom was fiery red and swollen, and at some point I heard myself cry out and go limp in her lap. She stopped then and let me catch my breath. She let go of my wrists and I almost fell to the floor in a heap.

"That should do it. All finished." She stood up and patted her bed. "Devin, I want you to lie down on your stomach. I know that’s going to hurt, so I want you to let me put something on your bottom for you. I promise it will make it feel better."

I sniffled and let her help me crawl onto her bed. She left the bedside and opened a door that led to a large bathroom, and I heard her rummage around. When she returned, she sat next to me on the side of the mattress, causing me to slide towards the edge, right into her. I let her pull my underpants down around my knees. I was hurt and embarrassed beyond caring, and kept my face buried in her pillows until I felt her soft hands rubbing something cool and slick over my bottom.

"There. Does that feel better?" she asked.

I nodded and sniffled into her pillow.

"I want you to roll over now, Devin, and look at me."

I shook my head, no .

"Devin, roll over right now, or I’ll spank you again."

I rolled. I glared at her, my face beet red and swollen with tears, willing her to drop dead. She rested her sticky hand on my belly, and try as I might to stop it, my little man perked right back up, poking inches from her hand. She looked down at it and grinned, then back at me.

"Insistent, isn’t it?" She grinned. "Devin, I want you to know exactly what you saw today. I want to understand why I was so angry with you. Do you?"

I managed a nod. That seemed to be all she needed.

"Good," she said. She just smiled at me for a minute, then looked back at my penis, bobbing around next to her hand. "Well. Did you get to...finish?"

Huh? I wondered. Finish what? "I...don’t know. For sure, I mean."

"Oh," she said and then smiled. "Would you like some help?"

"Help...?"

Still smiling, she moved her hand and stroked me. It was like fire exploded through my whole body. I suddenly felt like I was going to pop down there. Then she slid onto the bed, lying next to me, and gripped me.

"Do you like that?"

I couldn’t speak, so I just nodded. She’d just punished me for watching and doing this, and now she wanted to help me and do it herself? I didn’t understand, but I was feeling so good suddenly - bruised butt or no bruised butt - I just knew that I didn’t want her to stop touching me. She smiled and moved her hand slowly up and down. The slick goop on her hand made a wet, slurping sound as she stroked me, and I lay there, very still, as if the smallest movement would cause her to stop.

"Mmn. You do like that. Here," she said, and shifted until she was kneeling above me, never taking her hand off me. "Let’s try something, okay?."

I nodded again, and Peggy lifted her leg over my body and settled on top of me. Something warm and soft and wet pressed down onto me and she used her hands to guide me where she wanted me to go. An instant later that warmth engulfed me completely, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. Peggy sighed quietly and her eyes flickered closed for a moment, then she braced her hands on the bed at either side of my face. Her robe fell gently around us and her hair tickled my face, making me giggle.

She laughed with me and swept her hair back over hers shoulder. "Did that tickle?"

"Uh-huh. A little."

"Do you want to touch me?"

"Um. Yeah...I mean, can I?"

That made her smile again, and she leaned back, took my hands in hers and slowly ran them over her body. She let me cup her breasts and showed me how to gently tweak her nipples.

"You like my breasts, don’t you Devin?"

I grinned. "Uh-huh. I really do."

"Here," she said. "Kiss them for me."

That little thrill ran through me again as she bent over me. She made me cup her breasts with my hands and squeeze them around my face, and she started to squirm her bottom around on me when one of her hard nipples popped into my mouth.

"This is how mommies and daddies make children, did you know that?"

I nodded. Jimmie Davis told all of us - the whole gang - about sex a whole year ago, and I figured that’s what we were doing. His dad had told him all about it after Jimmie found a bunch of Playboy magazines hidden in a box in their basement.

I think he got a couple things wrong, though. I’d have to remember to fill him in.

And then I had an awful thought. I let Peggy’s breasts go, and asked: "Wh-what about M-Mr. Jones? Won’t he be angry i-if he...?"

"Don’t worry, Sweetie. He won’t notice. If I know Neil, he’s probably drunk, asleep in the basement. And he’d never hear anything, or come up here, anyway."

"You’re sure it’s okay?"

Peggy shushed me with her finger to my lips.

"Shhh. Quiet now," she said, and just moved on top me, slowly, kissing me once in a while or playing with my hair and letting me touch her wherever I wanted, until I heard her cry out softly. Warm water trickled down the insides of my legs and over my hips, and Peggy shuddered and collapsed on top of me.

I remember wishing that I was bigger down there, because for some reason I knew that I could feel even better with more of me inside of her. I wrapped my arms around her back, wanting to pull her even closer, and I held her like that for a little while. We were both breathing hard and thought I heard her crying, so I asked if I’d hurt her.

"No Sweetheart, you didn’t. You just made me feel so happy. Sometimes...sometimes a person just needs to cry, even when they’re happy."

"Oh," I said.

"Did you have a nice time, too?"

"Yeah." I said, feeling a little disappointed if we were finished.

"Would you like to make me feel very happy, Devin?"

I nodded my head vigorously. Maybe we weren’t done yet, after all. "Yeah! Sure! How?"

Peggy rolled over, onto her back, and spread her legs. "Would you kiss me down there?"

Huh. I wasn’t sure about that. Even though that place felt really good, it was where all the yucky fishy smell was coming from.

"Really? You’re sure?"

"I’m sure. If you lay on top of me, I can kiss you too. Here," she said, and I eased myself on top of her. "Just like that. Go ahead and play with me, do whatever you want. Just be gentle."

"Okay..." I wrinkled my nose at the smell, but kissed her soft hair and she wiggled happily.

Peggy spread her legs wider, showing me that strange, pink spot. I went adventuring and scootched further down on her belly, using my fingers to poke and pry between her legs. I was suprised when one of my questing fingers slipped right inside her, and grinned like an explorer who’d just struck gold.

"Oh, Devin, do that...gently, sweetheart...I like that..."

Peggy had a big bottom and a big, soft belly. I felt like I was lying on a big pillow. To keep my balance and not roll off, I had to drop my legs and lay on her. I jumped when she grabbed my penis.

"Don’t be s-s-scared, D-Devin. I’m just going to s-s-suck you, l-like a l-l-lollipop. Okay?"

I was too busy to answer, but when she slurped me into her mouth, just like my aunt Rachel had. I almost fell off the bed. She kept me from falling by grabbing my tender bottom and I jerked, shoving myself further inside her mouth. She made a yummy sound and pulled me down hard, and I felt something tickling my pooper.

"Oww..." I gritted my teeth until the ache in my bottom died down, and went back to work on my end. The tickle in my bottom changed after a while, and I felt something poking me down there. And then all of a sudden I was feeling really dizzy, and a feeling I’d never had shot through me. My toes curled and I bunched the bedsheets in my fists while she sucked me and poked her fingers in my bottom, and I could barely move. All I seemed to be able to do was jerk around uncontrollably, and I heard my belly whacking her face.

I’m not sure how long my first orgasm took to stop, but I remember collapsing on top of Peggy, feeling completely exhausted, and I remember her hands petting my bottom. And then I must’ve fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew she was gently shaking me awake. We were cuddled together under a light sheet, and I could see the clock on her nightstand.

"Time to wake up Devin. It’s getting late. You should probably go home now, Sweetie, so your folks don’t get worried."

"Oh wow." I groaned and sat up in the bed. "What happened?"

She grinned and stood up, then helped me get dressed.

"Did you have fun?" she asked.

"You bet, Mrs. Jones. A lot."

"Good." When I was dressed, Peggy kissed me on the lips and pulled me into a tight hug. I enjoyed the feel of her soft skin for a minute, and then she wiped my lips with her thumbs and held me out at arms length. "Devin, you know this is something we can’t tell anyone about, don’t you?"

I nodded. Peggy looked me hard in the eyes, and then she smiled again. "I think, if any of your friends ask about what happened, you should tell them that I made you clean my basement today. Does that sound mean enough?"

"Okay." I agreed. "They’d believe that."

"Can you climb back down the way you came?"

"I think so." I picked up my stuff, and then Peggy walked me back outside. The air had cooled down a lot from that afternoon.

"Devin." I turned to face her, and her smile vanished. "Don’t come back here again. If you do, I will call the police. Do you understand?"

I nodded solemnly. "I understand, Mrs. Jones."

Peggy smiled again and gave me a last, quick peck on my forehead. Then she stepped back, pulled her robe tight around her body and she watched as I climbed down the trellis as fast as my sore ass would let me.

 

When I hit the ground, I found what was left of my walkie-talkie.

It had hit the edge of the patio and bounced off onto the sidewalk, finally coming to rest in a heap of cracked plastic and transistors. The battery had rolled off the curb and was lying in a bunch of garbage in the street. It looked like it had been run over a few times while I was inside with Peggy.

I sighed and tried to salvage what I could. I didn’t see any of my friends over at Dave’s, so I mourned my loss as I made my way down the block to Dean’s house. Everybody was in the backyard when I got there, busy swapping war stories and sorting out the days plunder.

John saw me first and yelled as I dragged my backpack up the driveway.

"Dev! What happened to you?"

I almost spilled it. Almost. But then I remembered my promise.

"Mrs. Jones caught me on her deck." I held up my broken walkie-talkie. "I got in a little trouble."

Everybody groaned. "What’d she do? She call your grandma?"

"Naw. I had to clean her basement. It was nasty."

"Wow. Serious? Was she creepy?"

I thought about what to say, then shrugged. "Naw. Not really. She...she was kinda nice about it, actually. She, uh, gave me some dessert when I finished."

That impressed everybody. Dean made a comment about my fortitude in the face of capture, and then the guys mostly lost interest after that. A few minutes later we started hearing our folks shouting "Dinnertime!", and we split up for the day so we could fight again tomorrow.

 

 

 

The next day found me back in my gear, on the run.

Dave and a couple other guys on his team had caught me alone down by the park. I was fast enough to get into the woods, but now they were all chasing me through the trails. I couldn’t see them through the trees so I didn’t know how far behind me they were, but I could hear ‘em. That was enough for me; I just kept running and didn’t bother to look back.

My helmet almost went flying when I tore out of the woods, but I smashed it back onto my head, hard. Somehow, I made it across the street and managed to duck behind the front of a big, white van parked at the curb, just as Dave, Ricky and Jimmie bolted from the trees. I was still out in the open; anybody coming up the hill could’ve seen me and tipped the guys off. I had to do something, quick, and just running down the hill wouldn’t work. They’d pick me off after a few steps.

"Where’d he go?"

That was Dave’s older brother, Ricky.

"I dunno, that way, maybe?"

Jimmy.

"Up the hill?

Ricky again. I looked around, hoping someone from my team was close by; maybe they’d jump out of a bush so we could pin the other guys in a crossfire. Jimmy had a cool new machine gun that would suit me just fine, since someone had already got the jump on me once that morning and snagged mine in the looting. But no one sprang out to help; I was on my own.

Then I had a thought. I didn’t have my pack today, ‘cause my bottom still hurt and I didn’t want all the extra weight. I dropped to the ground and wriggled under the van, hoping they’d head up the hill, knowing that this just wasn’t enough cover for them not to find me if they came this way.

"Okay. You guys go look that way; I’ll follow back down the road and we’ll meet around the corner at Colin’s house." That was Dave.

From my point of view, I watched two pairs of dirty tennis shoes pound up the hill, and another pair turn and slowly walk down the street towards my hiding place. Dave was coming my way. Every few feet he’d pause, then move again. I had my pistol in my hands and pointing at his shins when he stopped right at the back of the van.

I almost giggled. Dave was humming the ‘Batman’ theme under his breath. I heard him dig around in his pocket, then some paper rustled and a crumpled bubblegum wrapper dropped at his feet. He just stood there, singing to himself for a minute, chewing his gum without a care in the world.

"Hey Dave," I said.

"Huh?"

"Down here."

He bent over and peeked under the van.

"Gotcha," I said, and shot him three times in the face. " Bang , bang , bang ! Team change!"

"Crud," he said. "I knew you were there all the time."

"Sure you did." I laughed, and crawled out from under the van. I told him to go wait for Dean at our base. "Go ahead and keep your stuff."

"Really? You’re sure?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Thanks!"

"Hey, Dave?" I asked.

"Huh?"

"Do you have any grenades left?"

Grenades were good for getting a bunch of guys to change teams. They’d work a heck of a lot better than my pistol, or even Dave’s rifle. You didn’t have to shoot a bunch of times or anything; you could just lob ‘em into a yard and yell ‘BOOM!’, and everybody there was suddenly on your team.

"What are you gonna do?"

I grinned. "I’m gonna go hide over at Colin’s and wait for your brothers."

"Aww, crud," he said again.

He handed me the grenades, and then he ran down to Dean’s. Right when he left, I heard a car tear around the corner, tires squealing, and I backed out of the street just in time to see Peggy’s Chevy fly by me, race down the street, and pull into her driveway.

I really meant to keep my promise to her and stay away from her house. I did. But I knew I could save a few minutes on my way to Colin’s by cutting through her backyard. I had to make a battlefield decision.

Reluctantly, and with the Batman theme stuck in my head, I holstered my pistol and checked to make sure no one was watching, then climbed through the closest hedge and made my way down to Peggy’s. I followed the same route I had the day before and reached her garage a minute or two later. I saw her car through the smudged window, parked and empty, the engine still ticking as it cooled down. Inside the house, I could hear her shouting at Neil.

I guess I was feeling a little tired, so I plopped down on a garden bench and took a load off. A few minutes later, the sliding doors slid open and Peggy stepped out onto the deck.

I didn’t think she could see me from where she was standing. But I couldn’t see her very well either, so I jumped off the bench and hid behind the corner of the garage. Peggy still had her hair pinned up in her usual bun, but she’d already taken off her clothes and slipped into her robe. I could see the dark circles of her nipples through the material, and a small shiver ran through me. As I watched, she walked around the side of the house, and then back. She leaned over the edge of the deck and peered around at the yard. I saw her sigh, and she looked kind of sad, almost disappointed. Then she turned and went back inside.

The doors closed, and I stood there, not sure what to do.

I thought about climbing up, but the thought of her calling the police stopped me before I took a step. Instead, I climbed over her fence and snuck into the next backyard, on my way to Colin’s to ambush Ricky and Jimmie.

I went back every day that week. And every day at almost exactly the same time, Peggy’s car would zip down the hill. She’d park the car, and she and Neil would argue until they got inside. I’d stand at the back of the garage and wait until she came outside, just so I could see her.

And that’s where I was, waiting for her, when John snuck up on me.

"Dev? What’s goin’ on? You said you weren’t supposed to be here...mmbph!"

"Shhh!" I hissed, and clamped a hand over his mouth. "Shut up!"

I was getting to be a pretty big kid, but John had a good four or five inches on me and outweighed me by maybe twenty pounds. He smacked my hand away and glared at me. He was on my team again, which explained why he didn’t try to shoot me, but not how he found me. He tried asking again.

"What’re you doing here...?"

"John, be quiet !"

I grabbed him and pulled him back. John’s eyes bugged out and his jaw dropped down to the ground, because above us, Peggy was peering over the railing.

"Oh, wow ..." John whispered in my ear. "She’s...she’s..."

Completely, totally, butt-naked. Today, Peggy wasn’t wearing any clothes.

I whacked John on the shoulder and told him to shut up again. He shut his mouth so fast his teeth clacked together. We watched quietly until Peggy went back inside and then he grabbed me again, his eyes wide with excitement. His questions came hard and fast.

"Dev! Did you see that? I can’t believe it! How did you find out? Oh wow ! Does she do that every day ? That’s how you got in trouble, huh?"

"John, cool out." I rolled my eyes.

"What?" He pointed up at the deck. "Did you see that? I mean, she was naked!"

"I know! I know! I’ve been hiding here, watching her all week!"

"So...so did you see her when you were...up there?

I nodded. "Yeah."

" Really ?"

"Uh-huh."

"No shit? How’d you get up there?"

I waved at the rose bushes. "I climbed."

John’s eyes lit up. "What’d she do?"

"Oh, man. I promised not to tell anybody."

"C’mon! I won’t tell! How’d she catch you?"

I sighed. And then I spilled the beans and told him the whole story.

"No way!"

"Yep."

"That’s so cool!" He was staring at the bushes, like he was a thousand miles away.

"John? You okay?"

"Yeah." A slow grin spread across his face. "I wanna see."

Panic . "What?"

"C’mon. Let’s go up there."

"No way! She’ll call the cops!"

"No she won’t. You said she comes out every day, like she’s looking for you, right?"

"Well, yeah, But, she said..."

He grabbed me and started pulling me towards the trellis. "Forget what she said. C’mon, Dev. I just wanna look. If we’re really quiet, she won’t even know we’re there."

Looking back, it was the first time he talked me into something that I knew I shouldn’t do. It wouldn’t be the last.

When we made it to the deck, I pointed to my window and we tried to sneak by the open glass doors. We never made it. Peggy was just stepping out of her bathroom when she saw the two of us, frozen on our tip-toes, on the deck. She was carrying something big and pink and rubbery in her hand, and she jumped, startled. I got a dirty look that made me cringe, and then I realized the thing she was holding looked an awful lot like my the thing dangling from my crotch, only about ten times bigger.

" Devin !?"

Oh man , I thought. Sure, we’ll be quiet. She’ll never even see us. Sure John, okay . "Uh, hi?"

I tried a devil-may-care grin and waved. Peggy put her hands on her bare hips, making the pink thing she had clenched in her fist flop around, and she stared us down. John shuffled his feet and stared at a spider crawling along the deck.

"Well," said Peggy. "What have we here? Two naughty peeping Tom’s, instead of just one? And who might this be?"

"This is my friend John." I had to think fast, but my brain was in a deep-freeze. "We, uh..."

"Didn’t I tell you not to come back here, Devin?"

"Yeah. And about the police, too. I remember. I promised, an’ I’m sorry, but, uh..."

"I talked him into coming, Mrs. Jones."

We both stared at John. He was looking defiantly at Peggy, his chest puffed up and his chin out, like he was daring her to punish us. It took a lot for him to do that, and in that second, I knew he was a true buddy. Maybe Peggy sensed it too.

"Well," she said again. "What am I going to do with the two of you?"

We stayed quiet. Better to be in trouble and not say anything, than to say something dumb and get in deeper.

"Did you get to see everything you wanted, young man?"

"No, ma’am," John said.

We stared at him again.

"Excuse me?" Peggy blinked, and cocked her ear towards us, making her boobs wiggle. "What did you say?"

John licked his lips.

"Well, sounds like you showed a lot more to Devin, before. Ma’am. An’ he says you’ve been looking for him everyday, so I figure you wanna show him even more."

"Oh, Devin." Peggy shook her head and turned her eyes back on me, waggling the floppy thing at me. "You’ve been spying on me again?"

I grinned weakly.

"I suppose I should have expected that." She shook her head again and waved us inside. "Well, come on in, you two."

John and I exchanged quick glances. His face was beet red, all the way from the collar of his white t-shirt up through his blonde hair. He licked his lips, I shrugged and he followed me inside.

"I suppose I won’t be needing this." Peggy set the rubbery thing on the nightstand, turned on her fan, smoothed her sheets, and sat on the bed, regarding the two uf us. Finally, she smiled. "Well. What would you boys like to do today?"

John grinned. "Uh, whatever you want?"

"Really?"

He shrugged. "Sure."

"All right. Since I’m the only one here without any clothes on, let’s get you boys more comfortable as well. What’s your name again?"

John shot me a look. "John."

"Come closer, John. Let me help with this." Peggy started to wrestle with his belt, unbuckling it and then unbuttoning his jeans. John was breathing hard, his eyelids half-shut. "John, did Devin tell you everything we did?"

He nodded.

She looked over at me. I hadn’t moved a muscle. She yanked his jeans and his underpants down to his knees. His little boy equipment was hard and ready for service. "Then he told you about how I have to punish naughty boys?" He nodded again, and let Peggy bend him over her knees. She raised her hand and glanced at me. "Devin, why don’t you get the ointment?"

 

I didn’t know until much later - just a year ago, actually, after I had an affair with his mother - that our afternoon with Peggy wasn’t John’s first time having sex. In just another year or two, John and I would go down our seperate paths, eventually taking us both into much darker places. But for the rest of that summer, we were as close as two kids could be, and we didn’t spend much more time playing army with our friends. We had other ways to spend our afternoons.

Unfortunately, our trysts only lasted until school started again, and the next summer Peggy’s husband began having heart problems. Then things fell apart with my parents. My dad started drinking - heavily - and we dealt with it by hiding the fact that he was now officially an alcoholic. After a couple years of co-dependency, drunken binges, and blackouts, he got in a bad car accident and woke up in jail. Fortunately, nobody was hurt, but even that, and losing his drivers license, didn’t help. Eventually, my mom couldn’t handle it anymore; they had a final blow out, knock-down, drag-out fight one night after he came home smelling like a beer/perfume factory, and he agreed to move out.

So my dad packed up his stuff and left the night I graduated eighth grade. That’s when my sister and I learned the peculiar joys of having a divided family.

On holidays, we shuffled around from my dad’s family to my mom’s family, visiting back and forth, all of us always stressed out and every year saying we’d never do it again. But every year we did.

The Christmas weekend during my junior year of high school was the worst.

 

 

 

We spent Christmas Eve down the street at my grandparents house, with my mom’s sister - my aunt Debbie - and her husband Gregg, their seven kids and his folks. Even a couple of my great aunts and uncles showed up with bags bulging full of food and wrapped gifts.

Everything started out okay, especially that first night; my grandma fixed one of her patented holiday dinners, cooking enough food to serve a small army. We all spent a noisy couple of hours stuffing ourselves full of turkey and stuffing, mashed potatoes with gravy and more, until we couldn’t breathe. After dinner, my grandma forced plates overflowing with pie a-la mode on everybody, and then the kids got their way and the group moved to the living room to gasp and wheeze, let the belts out and to open presents.

While everybody settled in, my grandpa corralled me into helping him clean up the mess. We cleared away the dishes and stocked the dishwasher, put away the tablecloth, and folded up the card table that had been the kids table; dragging it into the spare room. When we were finished, my grandma took me into the kitchen and handed me a foil-covered plate of cold food.

"Devin? Will you be a dear and take this over to Peggy for me? She was home all alone tonight, and I want her to have a nice supper."

It wasn’t snowing or anything, but it was still damn cold outside. I was about to whine about not wanting to go, but then one of my little cousins pulled the Christmas tree down with a crash, sending my grandma’s antique Christmas ornaments scattering around the room and her high-blood pressure into overdrive.

"Oh, Les!" She moaned at my grandpa, bustling off. "Why weren’t you watching her! Carrie, no-no, honey! Don’t eat that! No! Sweetie! Not in the fire! Here, give it to granny... "

My grandpa just grinned, and I judged that frostbite from walking across the street was preferable to dealing with the chaos of getting the tree back into shape. So I snuck out the back door and ran across the street. I took the stairs leading up the hill to Peggy’s door three at time; rang the bell and waited, freezing. Except for a light on in the front room, her house was dark. I could hear the chime from somewhere deep inside the house.

Nothing.

I hopped around on her porch trying to stay warm and rang the bell again, keeping my finger pressed to the buzzer, singing this little ditty: "Oh, come on, Peggy. Please. Open the door. Come on, come on, come on..."

A light went on in the hallway, and a second later, a bloodshot eyeball peeked out from around some gauzy curtains and squinted at me.

"Who’s there?"

"Mrs. Jones? Peggy?" I smiled at the eyeball and held up the plate of food. "It’s Devin. My grandma asked me to bring you some dinner?"

"Devin?" The eyeball blinked. "Mary’s grandson?"

"Yep. Peggy, Can I come in? It’s really cold out here, and I didn’t bring a coat."

"Devin?" She asked again, then the eyeball disappeared and the curtain fell back into place.

I spent the next few moments vainly trying to keep my hands from freezing, while behind the door, a chorus of locks, latches and chains were unlocked, unlatched and unchained. When the door finally opened, a wave of moist heat hit me like a blast furnace, and all the snot that had frozen in my nose started oozing down my face.

"Brrr. Thanks." I wiped my nose with the sleeve of my sweater and stepped into the hallway. I shivered, despite the heat inside the house. "My grandma said to tell you Merry Christmas, and she was sorry that...you..."

I hadn’t seen Peggy in years. John had stopped coming around after he started doing drugs and got into some trouble with the cops, but I kept up our secret liasons until Peggy’s husband fell ill, just before I started seventh grade. Mr. Jones had several strokes within a few months and required almost constant care, so it didn’t surprise me when Peggy decided that she couldn’t spend any more time with me.

Mr. Jones finally passed away about a year ago, and eventually Peggy became the neighborhood recluse - the goofy old lady that spooked the younger kids, never left her house, spied on her neighbors and gossiped over the phone with her few remaining friends.

"You’re all grown up. I didn’t even rec’nize you." She hiccupped.

We stood a moment, appraising each other. The old woman standing in front of me barely resembled the Peggy I remembered. Peggy was all dressed up, like she was ready to go out on the town, and reeked of alcohol. Her eyes were heavy and she slurred her greeting.

I had a distinct memory of her - a snapshot that was stuck in my head, of how she looked the afternoon she took my virginity. I knew she hadn’t been a young woman even then, but seeing her now shocked me with the realization of just how much time had quickly ticked past. The woman who had seemed so sweet to me then now looked small and worried, and the lush curves of her body that I’d kissed and caressed had melted into soft rolls of fat. Her long, silver hair was now cut short into a curly, cottony white puff around her rosy, pink face, and her eyes were puffy and bloodshot.

Finally Peggy smiled and held out her arms for me. Buried deep in that sad smile, I caught a tiny glimpse of the woman I had known.

"Devin? Sh’really you!" she slurred, and pulled me into a warm embrace.

"Thanks, Peggy. You look good."

"Phssh." She waved her hand in the air, spraying me with the smell of alcohol. She beckoned for me to follow her as she wobbled into the living room.

The house smelled foul; a horrible combination of booze and that awful, unwashed old-person smell; and over that, a sickly-sweet perfume. It made me want to gag. The heat and the smell got worse after Peggy shut the door, but I wrinkled my nose, gut checked, and followed her, carrying the cold plate with me. In the living room, the windows were all steamed over and she had the television turned on, but with no sound. On the screen, a black and white Jimmy Stewart was frantically discovering the true meaning of Christmas.

Other than the movie, I couldn’t see any evidence of the holiday in the house; except for a small card from my grandma that was displayed on the mantle, right next to a photo/greeting-card of some people that I guessed were Peggy’s son and his family. They were posed in front of a Christmas tree that was too big for the frame: a tall, unsmiling man with salt-and-pepper hair, standing stiffly behind a grim-looking scarecrow of a woman seated next to an equally unhappy looking pair of teenage girls kneeling on the floor. They were all dressed in their starched, Sunday Best, and one of the girls held a tiny, rat-like chihuahua in her lap. The dog was wearing a Santa hat, and looked like it was trying to bite the girls’ finger off. The caption read: ‘Happy Holidays from all of us!’.

"My son sent me that for Chris’mas. They live in Florida now." Peggy reached a small wet bar set against the wall. She used the countertop to steady her footing and navigated her way behind the bar. Then she looked up at me, squinting, and pulled out two big mugs from under the counter. "You look cold. Let’shh get you a Hot T-t-toddy."

"A what?"

She unstopped a bottle of rum and poured.

"H-hot Toddy," she slurred. "It’ll put sh’ome hair on your chest."

"Um, sure. Okay. Thanks Peggy."

I watched her prepare the drinks, and noticed her hands shaking when she finally handed me my cup.

"Cheers," she said, and clinked her mug against mine. She guzzled her drink while I took a sip, grimacing at the taste, then she flopped down on a flowery, plastic covered couch and patted the seat next to her. "Why don’t you sit down and keep me comp’ney?"

I’ve never been much of a drinker, and this tasted nasty. I tried to be discreet and set the mug on the coffee table along with the plate of food. Peggy’s head lolled around on the back of the couch with her eyes half closed, snoring quietly.

"Peggy?" I poked her shoulder. "You awake?"

She snorted and her body relaxed. The mug tipped out of her hands, spilling her drink all over her skirt. Didn’t faze her at all. I sighed and took the empty mug, setting it on the table with mine.

"Ah, Jeez."

Peggy was soaked to the skin, from her waist down. I couldn’t leave her like that, so I took her hands and pulled her off the couch with a grunt, then went in search of her bedroom. She woke up enough to mumble something about sticky fingers and stumble along with me to the staircase. I wrapped her arm around my neck and mine around her ample waist, and we slogged up the stairs to her bedroom. The door was open already, and Peggy slid halfway to the floor when I paused to flick on the lights.

Her room was like I remembered it, except I realized the bed didn’t look like it’d been slept in since the last time I was here, and the dresser was missing. Most of the knickknacks that were scattered here and there were missing too; and the wallpaper had light spots where pictures once hung. Everything was dusty and undisturbed.

Mentally, I smacked my head. Peggy must’ve moved downstairs to be closer to her husband after he got sick, and everything in this room got left behind, no longer needed.

Tough shit , I thought, I’m not gonna carry her back downstairs. No way. She can sleep up here tonight .

I tossed back the covers, then eased her down and stretched her out on the bed. I took off her shoes and set them on the floor; then stared at her wet skirt, trying to decide what I should do with that when Peggy reached over and grabbed me by the wrist.

" Whuahaa! " I yelped, and her eyes fluttered open.

Peggy glanced around the room while my heart settled down. "Devin? What’re you doing here? Why...wait, I ‘member, you brought food, I...I..." She squirmed a little, licking her lips. "Thir’sty." Then her eyes flew wide open and she clutched my arm. "Why am I all wet? Did I...Oh no, I didn’t..."

It took me a second to realize what the panic attack was all about.

"What? Oh! Oh, no, you didn’t p...I mean, you just fell asleep when we were sitting downstairs and spilled a drink. That’s all. I didn’t want you to sleep on the wet couch, so I brought you upstairs. I just kinda assumed your room was still up here, and..."

I trailed off with a shrug. Peggy slowly looked around the room, then settled her eyes back on me and relaxed her grip on my arm. She kicked her legs and grunted uncomfortably, jerking her hips into the air, trying to reach the zipper to her skirt.

"Will you help me wi’f this?" Peggy’s skirt had shifted around to the side; she was nowhere near the zipper.

"Sure. Here, let me..." I unbuttoned and unzipped her, and helped her pull the skirt off.

"Sh’till wet." Peggy hooked her fingers underneath the waistband of her panties, slip, and nylons and wiggled, pushing them down off her hips until they stuck around her thighs. She swore and collapsed back onto the bed, looking like she wanted to cry. "Help...?"

I could feel my face flush red at the sight of her pubic hair, and was suddenly a little dizzy. "Are you sure?"

Peggy just closed her eyes and nodded. I slipped her clothes down her legs, and helped her take off her jacket too. Then I pulled the covers over her and tucked her in.

"There you go Peg," I said. She smiled forlornly at me, and something made me lean over. I was going to just give her a kiss on the forehead, but she grabbed my arms and wouldn’t let go.

"W-will you stay here for a while?" She pleaded. "With me?"

My family was probably already wondering what happened to me. "Peggy, I should get back."

"Please, Devin?"

"I don’t..."

"Please. Please don’t go."

Something in her eyes did it. I sighed. "Can I use your phone to call my grandma’s, just to let them know I’ll be a little late?"

"But you’ll come back?"

I nodded. "I promise."

"Okay." She smiled, and I watched a tear trickle from the corner of her eye. "The phone’s in the kitchen."

"Be right back."

I slipped away from the bed and turned back to find her smiling at me, then I went downstairs to hunt for a phone.

 

 

"Did she like the dinner?"

My grandma seemed pretty excited when I told her that Peggy asked me to stay and watch the end of It’s a Wonderful Life with her.

"Oh...uh, yep. She sure did, grandma. Loved it. Peggy says to tell you thanks."

Grandma made a happy sound on her end of the line. "You two have fun. I’ll tell your mom you’ll be home after the movie."

"Okay."

"She says not to forget you’re going to your aunt’s for Christmas."

"Okay."

"You’ll remember?"

"Yeah, grandma. I’ll remember about tomorrow."

"Okay then. Bye-bye."

"Bye, grandma."

"Love you!"

"Love you, too."

"Okay. Bye."

"Bye."

I sighed and hung up as grandma tried another "‘bye!", and assessed my options. I thought about leaving, just quietly walking home; but I promised I’d stay.

"Crap." I muttered to myself and tiptoed back upstairs. If I was lucky, she might’ve fallen back asleep. But no...

"Devin?" She whispered as I peeked into the doorway. "You came back?"

"Uh-huh."

The light from the hallway illuminated the room like a bad horror movie; all I could see was my shadow stretching out over the floor, with soft light framing Peggy’s head. The rest of the room was bathed in darkness. Peggy smiled and waved me inside. She clutched the covers up to her chest, and I noticed her arms were bare.

"Come in," she said, and I did.

"You okay?" I asked.

"I’m fine." Peggy smiled, shyly, and moved the covers. I blinked. Somehow she’d managed to take off her blouse, but not her bra, and was lying there waiting for me. "Will you shut the door, and come and sit with me?"

I did, and I did.

"Such a sweet boy, Devin. My sweet boy, all grown up." She whispered, and her hands fumbled with my belt. "All grown up," she said again, and I shivered as her hands gripped me. And in the dark, for a while, we tried to forget our past.

 

 

I got home quite a bit later than I expected. Everybody was already asleep; I could hear my mom snoring upstairs, even with all the doors closed. A shopping bag full of wrapped presents was on the floor by our Christmas tree, with a card for me pinned to the front. I opened the envelope and found a goofy-looking reindeer grinning back at me. ‘ Merry Christmas ’, it said, ‘ wait for us and we’ll open our presents together tomorrow before we go ’.

"Great," I mumbled, "sounds like a plan." I slipped the card back in it’s cheery red-and-green envelope, dropped it in the bag, and went to raid the ‘fridge.

 

 

On Christmas Day, my aunt Rachel (now on her third husband - a high-powered corporate lawyer named Arnold, or ‘Uncle Arnie’, as he wanted us to call him) invited all of us to their annual Christmas dinner party. Ol’ Arnie greeted us - my mom, my sister and I - at their huge front doors, and proceeded to give us the grand tour of the super-cool, huge fucking house they’d built, just in time for the party. We ooed and aahed at all the right places as he told us over and over how much it all cost.

That’s about when my headache kicked in. It was barely noticeable at first, just a dull ache in my temples. But it got worse.

We finished up the tour with a visit to the kitchen, where my aunt was watching my grandmother (Dad’s mom) supervise the caterers. She was standing with her arms crossed, tapping her foot impatiently, as my grandma bustled around, sticking her fingers into the pots and grimacing.

"Oh, Rachel! That’s not going to be finished in time! Why don’t I just..."

The guy in the chef’s uniform standing at the stove groaned audibly. Didn’t even faze my grandma, but my aunt wrinkled her nose at him and nodded.

"Mom, I’m sure the food’ll be fine. Marco’s been here with his crew for two days, they know where everything is, and I don’t think they need your help. Why don’t you go find Ashley and John and help them find their gifts under the tree." My aunt raised an eyebrow and spoke to her mom like she was a small child. "Hmn?"

My grandmother said something that sounded like, ‘tssk-tssk’, and waved her hand. My aunt rolled her eyes at her mom, and then grinned as she saw us walk into the kitchen.

"Hey!" she squealed, threw open her arms and rushed over to us.

Aunt Rachel hugged each of us, and gave me a tiny little peck on the cheek to go along with my bonecrusher. I’ve got to say, my aunt looked great, even after having two kids. During the early 70’s, just after my sister was born, she’d grown her hair out and wore it long and straight. She laughingly called that her pseudo-hippy period, when she wore tight buckskin pants and looked just like an indian princess. Now her hair was cut in a curly bob and she was dressed conservatively, wearing a dark blue skirt with a matching pinstriped jacket over a creamy, white silk blouse.

She looked every inch the proper lawyers wife.

"Dinner should be ready in a little bit, if mom quits fussing." She turned to her husband. "Arnie, will you do something about her?"

"Sure thing, baby." I grimaced as he kissed her. "C’mon, Marge. Let me show you the billiard room. I bet that’s where the grandkids are hiding."

"But...but...the food!" Grandma twittered as Arnie led her out of the kitchen.

Rachel put her hand to her eyes and shook her head. She and my mom shared a laugh, and then my aunt was forcing appetizers at us.

"Merry Christmas! Eat! Drink! Tell me what’s going on in the real world."

They giggled and chatted. After some small talk, my mom and my sister wandered off, leaving me alone with my aunt.

"Can I get you anything to drink? She opened a monstrous stainless steel fridge and bent inside. I admired her butt, felt my teen-age hormones kicking in.

"A Coke?"

"Comin’ up, Sweetie."

She pulled out two frosty bottles and popped the tops. She handed me one and put hers to her lips. She closed her eyes and sighed as she sipped, then she grinned at me.

"Nothin’ better than suckin’ on a cold bottle of pop."

"Mm." I agreed, grinning back.

"Your dad’s here, you see him yet?"

"Uh-uh." Just knowing he was in the same house made me feel a little sick.

"Waiting till the last minute?"

I nodded, and guzzled soda ‘till I burped.

"Classy. So, Dapper-Dan," she grinned at me over her Coke. "You dating anybody these days?"

I shrugged. "Kinda."

"Yeah?"

I nodded again.

"Just one?"

That made me grin and blush like a fool. My aunt grinned back.

"You like her?"

"Yep."

"She pretty?"

"I think so."

Aunt Rachel waited, her head cocked to the side and her eyebrows raised, this time at me .

"Well?" She asked.

I took a sip. Two could play at this game. "Well, what?"

"How pretty is she?"

"What d’you mean?"

"Pretty as me?" She posed for me, giving me her profile.

I shook my head. "No way."

"Sheesh. I thought I was gonna have to smack you."

"You know, I kinda like that sorta thing now."

Her eyebrows shot up. "Oh, really ?" My aunt gave me a shocked look, then she grinned and kissed my cheek. "Crazy kids these days; minds always in the gutter." She rubbed her lipstick smudge off with her thumb. "There." She sat back. "Shall we mingle?"

"Okay."

"You’ll be my date?"

"Sure."

"Because I wouldn’t want you to get embarrassed, seen with an older woman and all that. Now that you’ve got a girlfriend, I mean."

"S’okay. Really."

We clinked bottles and she took me by the arm, led me into the house and introduced me to about a hundred different people as her favorite nephew. I enjoyed her attention and everything seemed to go okay right up until dinnertime.

That’s when my dad fell off the wagon, in front of everybody.

Hard.

He’d been sober about six months, supposedly. I don’t really know much about what happened, but at some point in the evening he started walking around sipping a martini. My mom was ignoring him - badly - and then everything went to shit. My dad said something, my sister started crying and she and my mom ran to one of the dozen bathrooms. That caused a shouting match between my dad and my aunt, which ended with my dad slamming his drink back and roaring off in his middle-age-crisis convertible.

Dinner was a bit uncomfortable, but for some reason (pride?), we stayed. After dessert, I wandered off to find a quiet spot to be alone. I managed to locate a room on the fourth floor that didn’t contain any people, just an entertainment system with a big screen TV and a new leather couch. Not too much later, my aunt came looking for me. She found me sitting on the floor with my legs scrunched up to my chest. My head was pounding.

"Dev? You okay?"

She flicked on the light switch; I groaned and lifted my hand to block the glare. I hadn’t even realized the room was dark.

"Yeah. Just a bad headache."

"Oh...here." She clicked the switch again and the lights dimmed until I could just make out her profile. Then she shut the door and sat down on the couch next to me. "Is that better?"

"Yeah. Thanks."

I leaned my head back on the couch and sighed. The leather creaked as she settled in next to me and she ran cool fingers over my forehead.

"Is it okay if I rub your temples?"

"Sure," I said. "I’d like that."

My aunt scooted closer to me and my cheek rubbed against her knee. "Can you squeeze between my legs? I can’t quite reach." I leaned forward a little so she could move her leg behind my back. She stroked her fingernails through my hair, pulling me towards her. "There. Does that feel nice?"

Her skirt wouldn’t let her legs spread too far apart, and my shoulders were wedged tightly between her thighs. Despite the migraine, I was getting a boner.

"Mm-hmm."

"Your mom took your sister home." I half turned around, but she shushed me. "I told her you could stay here tonight. She said that would be okay. Or I could give you a ride home now, if you want."

My head felt like mush, so I grappled with that for a while. "I don’t want to make things any worse for you with Arnie. I mean, my dad, and my mom..."

"It’s okay."

"No. It’s not okay."

"Arnie understands, Dev."

My throat felt raw. "Sure he does."

"Don’t be a snot, Dev." She gave me a little pop on the top of my head. Then, "Look, I know he’s your dad. But he’s my brother. I get it; I understand how much all this hurts."

I didn’t know what to say to that, so I stayed quiet.

"Arnie knew he had a drinking problem years ago. He told me so the first night he and Mike met. And I didn’t believe him. I don’t think my folks believed it either, even when your mom split up with him." She paused for a second, but never stopped stroking my head. I waited her out. "None of us had any idea how bad it got, until this summer. I don’t know why, but Arnie agreed to let me ask your dad to help us when we were building this damn house."

That surprised me. "He did?"

"Yeah. It was awful. If Mike actually bothered to show up, he was too drunk to work." She sighed. "I don’t know why Arnie agreed to let him come tonight."

I chewed on that for a second. Something she said was bugging me, but it was waay off the subject.

"Don’t you like your house?"

"Hm?" She sounded lost. "It’s Arnie’s fucking house. I hate it."

I managed to turn halfway around. "Seriously?"

She nodded. "Yeah.

"Why? I mean, It’s so nice...and you and Arnie, and your kids..."

"Shit." She snorted. "I love my kids, and I suppose I still love Arnie, but..." She shrugged. "Your dad’s not the only person who didn’t wind up the way they expected."

"Wow. I mean, you guys seem so...happy."

She waved her hand. "You know what? I don’t even know most of the people here tonight. Except for you guys and my folks, they’re pretty much all Arnie’s family or his friends from work. Shit, I haven’t seen or talked to any of my old friends since we got married. I barely see my family."

"Wow. I’m sorry." I meant it, but saying the words felt feeble and completely inadequate. "Maybe I should go home. I mean..."

"No, no. It’s okay. Arnie’s too busy schmoozing to even notice I’m missing. Let’s just hide here and be quiet for a while?" She smiled down at me. "Dev, seeing you was the best thing that happened to me tonight."

She mussed my hair and I managed to smile around my thobbing head. "Sure."

"Good." She patted the couch next to her. "Come up here with me."

She took my hands and pulled. I crawled up onto the couch and ended up kneeling awkwardly with my face barely inches away from hers. We both blinked, and she ginned and patted her thighs.

"Here. Lie down."

I flipped over onto my back, snuck an arm under her thighs, and stretched out with my head pillowed in her lap. My aunt was soft and warm and sweet, and for the first time in a long, long time, I let myself relax and enjoy her touch and her smile. She gently stroked my face, and after a while, we both drifted away.

 

The clock on the entertainment system told me it was a little after four in the morning. I woke up feeling groggy, like my head was full of oatmeal. I was still lying on the couch, flat on my back, with my head on a fluffy throw-pillow. At first, I wasn’t sure what woke me. The house was quiet, settled. I figured the party was long over, and wondered if anyone had missed us.

I rubbed my eyes with my free hand and yawned; and I realized I wasn’t alone on the couch when my aunt shook and let out a small, quiet cry in her sleep. She was snuggled up against me with her head tucked under my chin, her hand resting on my chest, panting softly. The couch wasn’t all that wide, and she’d thown one of her legs over me, tangling it between mine. She moaned again and rubbed her face into my chest, clutching my shirt with her hand and wiggling her body against me.

"Uh," I whispered, and nudged her softly. "Hey, wake..."

That was all I managed, because my aunt rolled half on top of me. Her hand snaked up past my neck and she started to play with my hair. Her breath was coming in sharp little gasps now, and she straddled my thigh. Moisture seeped into my pant leg as she rubbed her crotch against me, and she started to kiss me, slowly, her soft lips brushing my neck and my chin. Her other arm slid up and her hands cupped my head, and she shifted her body completely on top of me. Suddenly I was hard as a rock, and she was gently riding me.

"Oh God..."

My aunt shivered and clutched me close, then she put her hands on my chest and pushed herself up. She stayed like that for a minute, with her back arched and her hands bunched into little fists, pulling my shirt into a ball. Her body twitched once, and twice, and I felt a warm flood spread over my pants. She collapsed on top of me, and her hands pulled my face close to hers, and she kissed me. Her lips pressed against mine and her little tongue flicked inside my mouth, tickling and probing.

I gently tried to push her away.

"Hey..."

"Sshh," she put a finger on my lips. I could barely make out her face in the darkness, but I thought she was smiling. "If you don’t want this, we’ll stop and I’ll take you home," she said. Then she reached down and stroked my cock through the wet spot in my pants. "Do you want me to stop?"

I didn’t really have to think about it. My aunt took my silence as her cue and she scooted her butt further down on my thighs. She unbuckled my belt and unzipped me, and I heard her grunt as she forced my pants down over my hips. I sprang free, and she bent over me, her hands gripping me tightly.

"Quiet now."

My aunt kissed the tip of my cock, licking the tip and then working her way down my shaft to my balls. I heard myself groan when she mouthed me. My hips jerked up into her face, pushing me all the way inside her mouth. Her hands circled under my ass, and suddenly I was five again, back in her old apartment. I wanted to tangle my hands in her hair and push her head down harder, but I didn’t touch her. I didn’t want to do anything that might make her stop, so I let her have her way.

My aunt slowly worked my cock, until I was ready to scream. I rammed my hands behind the pillow and squeezed it until I thought the stuffing might burst out, and listened to the soft, wet, slurping sounds, the little moans and groans, until she had me ready to pop my load. She stopped and kissed the tip once more, then crawled up until she straddled my hips again. She found my hands and pressed them to her breasts, making me squeeze them.

"Take it off," she panted. "Quick."

I didn’t ask what she wanted off. I found the collar of her blouse and yanked it open, popping buttons. I tore her blouse down to her waist and pulled it open, then ran my hands back up to her breasts. She was wearing a thin satin bra, and I pulled the straps down over her shoulders until her hard little nipples popped into my hands. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer to me, softly kissing her neck, her shoulders, her breasts.

My aunt was trying to pull up her skirt, but it stuck at the bottom of her butt. "Shit..." she grunted, pulling away. "Dammit."

I grinned and wrapped my arms around her. I ran my hands over her ass until I found the hem of her skirt, and then gave it a good pull. I heard the material rip and felt it split open, and then I was doing the same to her silk slip. She bent over me, and her tits rubbed my chest. I settled the material up around her waist and played with her ass for a minute. She was kissing me hard, shoving her tongue into my mouth and grinding her pussy onto my dick.

"Come on, come on..." she panted.

I wrapped my fists around a handful of nylons and panties and ripped them away from her ass, tearing a huge hole in her stockings and ripping her panties in half. Her wet pussy immediately found my dick, and she swirled her hips in a circle as she settled down on me. Then the whole world just slipped away, leaving just the two of us, alone in the dark.

 

 

And that’s something you just don’t tell a girlfriend.

Trust me.