The sexual activity of the students was
greatly overlooked by all the staff of St. Catherine's. It was said
that many of them enjoyed hearing of the sexual exploits and would
often masturbate or fuck their spouses while imagining the goings ons
of the St. Katherine students. The staff would often turn their heads
as couples or groups of teenagers meandered off into dark closets or
would only mildly scold as they walked in on naked rubbing in empty
classrooms. On camping weekends, which were well-known for staff
turning their heads to debauchery acts, it was extremely common to
walk into tents of teenagers with their hands and tongues pleasing
one another in positions adults couldn't dream up. The sexuality of
the St. Kathrine teenagers was an erotic underbelly that even the
most pure delved into now and then.

In my year of being at St. Katherine's
I had only two sexual experiences one that I had been a mere voyeur
and another that began with a spanking and ended with principle
Skinner's cum dripping from my nipples. Both of which I greatly enjoy
and often touched my pussy, wishing both had gone much farther. Being
the newer student, everyone was hesitant to induct me into the
exploitations of St. Katherine's sex scene although I craved it on a
nightly basis. I'd often hear soft moans and loud smacks as I slept
at night and my mind would wander as to who was pleasing whom into
the wee hours of the night. The next school day, I'd sit in class,
trying to catch hints of who looked extra pleased or sore the next
day and I'd grill my fellow classmates as to what they did the night
before. I was usually received with mere giggles and coy smiles,
letting me know I was not in with the crowd just yet.

I was grateful for Erin's arrival,
thinking that now that there was another new student, I would finally
give and receive the sexual attention I deserved. How I longed to
have unknown hands caress my large tits and unknown tongues push into
my wet pussy. I wanted to be held down and fucked by Chris Thompson,
a fellow senior on the soccer team and I wanted to take showers with
Mary Beth Orwin and suck on her constantly erect nipples as I push my
fingers deep into her cunt. In the privacy of my solo room, I'd
romanticize and masturbate, dreaming of the day I could finally be
satisfied to my pussy's content.

Erin was obviously a soft and sweet
thing, complete with freckles and long strawberry blond hair. Her
upturned little nose completed her sweet looks and the gap between
her two front teeth added the perfect imperfection to her
all-American white girl features. The first week, I made small
attempts to make her comfortable. She used my brush, I borrowed her
T-shirt on dress-down-Friday but it wasn't until a full two-weeks of
living in the same room that I could get this mute beauty to show me
why she was kicked out of every school.

“Why were you kicked out?” I
asked.

Her answer was a quick catch of my eye
and then returning to her needle point.

“I'll tell you why I was kicked out,”
I said sing-songy.

There was a long pause. I could tell
she didn't care.

“Fucking a priest.” I lied.

She peered at me below her eyebrows,
obviously not buying my tale.

“Okay, I lied. I stole. I'm a thief.
A kleptomaniac, actually, I've even been diagnosed.”

No reaction.

“Can I guess why you were kicked
out?”

She rolled her eyes.

“You don't have to say “yes”” I
bargained, moving to sit my pert ass onto the edge of her bed.

“just give me a sign.”

She scoffed.

“Ummmmmm....killing someone.”

she ignored me.

I laughed.

“just kidding. Ummmm....stealing?”

she shook her head.

“lying”

she humored me by grinning

“not praying.”

She got up and went to the trunk she
had brought with her. I continued to guess as she rifled through her
possessions.

“starting fights....taking drugs..”

she found what she was looking for and
walked back over to the bed.

“.not doing your homework....not
being clean...” she threw some pictures on my lap and I slowly
turned them around, trying to decipher the images displayed.

It was a picture of a girl with
strawberry blond pubic hair and her skinny but gorgeous legs parted
with two manly fingers stuffed deep into her hole.

The second was of the same girl with a
balding older man with his mouth clasped around her pussy.

The next was taken from above of the
same woman, on all fours and a large cock in her mouth, buried all
the way to the base of the shaft. This picture was obviously taken by
the man receiving her mouth. Her eyes were upturned, looking into the
camera, her enjoyment apparent by the coy smile on her expanded lips.

The four was of the same scene only
taken by a third party standing a foot or so away from the couple.
Erin's hand clasped around the man's balls as he feeds her his cock,
his right hand with a firm grip of the back of her head.

I looked at Erin, the same coy grin
across her lips. She took the four pictures out of my hand and put
them at the back of the piling, indicating I should look at all the
other pictures too.

The fifth was the same cock, locked
between her small titties, her mouth open and awaiting its entrance.

The sixth a finger, its tip entering
her asshole.

The seventh, a different scene. This
time, a small hand, obviously a woman's. It's nails trimmed neatly
and polished, with the two middle fingers deeply embedded into
another woman's cunt decorated with short black pubic hair.

The next was Erin, her tongue
protruding into the same pussy, her eyes upturned like when she was
sucking the cock in the previous pictures.

The night-time heat I frequently felt
at St. Katherine's began to increase between my legs. I grew more wet
the with every intoxicating position I saw Erin in. Her pussy, a
woman's tongue waiting at its entrance. Her between two men, one cock
in her mouth, the other being inserted into her cunt. Her on her back
on a table, an erection pushed to the back of her throat. Her with
her face in a woman's pussy and a man doing her doggie style at her
back, his middle finger to its base in her asshole.

I occasionally looked up to see Erin
sexily grinning, remembering her exploits at her old schools. Every
now and then a giggle would issue from her silent lips and she'd grab
the pictures, knowing which was coming next and pushing me to the
view the next one.

“Wow.”

“Whoa.”

“Ohmigod, Erin.”

I'd say in a low voice, my admiration
apparent.

“That's hot.”

“Who are these people?”

“Where did you do this?”

“Who's taking this one?”

My list of questions grew and were, of
course, met with no answer, which made it hotter. I saw the people as
her classmates, her teachers, and any variety of person she would
come in contact with. She giggled as I viewed the last one and handed
the pile to her.

“Dude, you're such a slut. That's
awesome.” I commented as she placed the pictures back into the
trunk.

Feeling like my pussy was about to
explode and not feeling brave enough to put the moves on my silent
roommate, I excused myself to the shower room and took my towel and
all my belongings to the bathroom where I was met with the amazing
body of Mary Beth Orwin.

I watched out of the corner of my eye
as she sudsed up her pert breasts and trailed her hand down to her
perfectly shaved pussy lips.

The door opened and in walked Erin,
taking the shower next to me. We both occasionally caught each
other's eye as we watched Mary Beth turn her bubbly ass our way and
run her soapy hands over her cheeks as if she was putting on a show
for the two of us. That was the thing about Mary Beth Orwin, it was
like she was a born stripper, always moving as if everyone was
watching her be sexy. Which, everyone was watching her be sexy. She
slid her fingers up her crack and then again to wash all the soap
out. My pussy was now raging with desire, wishing anything would
touch it. I covered my hands in soap and slid my palms across my
erect nipples, squeezing them between my fingers and closed my eyes,
enjoying the sensation. The shower room filled with steam from the
raining shower heads, making Erin and Mary's bodies hazy through the
the white steamy mist. I rested my body against the tile under the
shower head and slid my hands down my torso, past my belly, and
gently parted the lips of my pussy, slimy with the past hour of
sensual enjoyment.

Mary Beth was now finished with
cleaning her dirty body. She grabbed her dry towel and wrapped it
around her magnificent body as she headed past the toilet and opened
the door to the bathroom. Now it was just me and Erin naked and soapy
in the steamy shower room. I turned my head to the left and noticed
her sexy grin through water that streamed down her face. Her hands
were behind her head, wringing her strawberry hair which gave me a
sensually awesome view of her tiny breasts.

I used my right hand only this time to
part the lips of my cunt and expertly rub my the engorged flaps of
skin surrounding my clitoris, making the small nub move up and down
with my long fingers.

I let out a deep sigh and relaxed
against the cold tile. I began to roughly tweak my left nipple with
my available hand and closed my eyes once again, enjoying the
sensation.

I opened my eyes a second later and
watched Erin take her turn in soaping up her lean body. She was from
her neck to her chest to her armpits and finally her breasts, where
she looked at me and grinned the coy grin I had seen in the pictures.
I then knew this was the night I was finally going to be satisfied by
someone other than myself at St. Katherine's. From her tits, she
moved her hands around to her back. As she turned her back to me, she
ran her hands down to the cheeks of her ass and spread her cheeks
wide, getting the soap deep within her crevice. She looked over her
left shoulder to make sure I was watching her show her slutty ass and
I moved my middle finger into my virgin hole and slowly slid it in
and out, enjoying the tightness.

I had been masturbating for many years
but never had anyone explore my body other than me. I had never had
the chance to be moved to ecstasy by another person and now, at the
age of nineteen, wanted it so badly and was happy that my first time
was to be with my new roommate who knew so much about sex.

I opened my eyes and Erin stood before
me. She placed her long skinny hand over mine and gently accompanied
my finger into my cunt. We stood there for several minutes, the
passion growing between us and she entered her second finger into my
wet pussy. My pussy pleasurably stretched to accommodate the three
digits that pushed harder and faster at each entrance. I finally
removed my right hand from my cunt and now grasped both of my tits,
pulling and pushing on my nipples as it pleased me. I spread my legs
farther so Erin could place a third and then a fourth finger into my
virgin pussy. My moans grew with every push of her hand and I was
overcome by the urge to kiss her and suck on her tiny freckled
titties.

I leaned in for a sensual kiss and she
turned her plump lips away from mine. so I settled on her neck and I
gratefully sucked on her skin and trailed my tongue down her flesh
until I met with her breasts. I first started with her right one
which elicited from Erin the first vocalization I had ever heard. She
moaned as my lips tore at her nipple, sucking it as far as it would
go. I then gently used my teeth rough enough to hear her gasp at the
sudden pain. Her hand still pumping in and out of my cunt, I lifted
her left tit to my lips and she threw her head back, making it more
accessible to my lips.

Erin removed her hand from my pussy and
placed both of her hands on my shoulders, pushing me back towards the
built-in seat in the corner of the shower room and making me sit on
the cold tile, my legs parted in anticipation of the sexual
experience she was preparing to give me. She knelt in front of my
opened legs and put her sensual lips over my slimy pussy. Her tongue
instantly went to work on my enlarged clitoris and she moved her
right hand back to my cunt, waiting to be filled by her soft and
expert fingers.

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'Interrupted"

  After about another minute of tongue lashing I felt her pussy begin to squirt her delicious juices into my mouth, luckily for me as her orgasm hit she took my dick to the base just as I felt my balls tighten and the cum race straight up to the head and filled her mouth with what felt like a gallon of cum.  Once I was done cumming, I closed my eyes as I let the wonderful feeling roll through my body and Candice spun around to kiss me. 

"Mmmm...God baby you must have really enjoyed that blow job to eat my pussy like that."  Candice told me.

Then one day she came back from school really upset. And I knew it immediately. I work from home, so I’m usually around when she is back and usually she runs into my study and gives me a huge hug and a sloppy wet kiss on my cheek. (she had been doing that ever since she was in grade one, although the hugs were longer of late and the kisses weren’t sloppy but kind of sensual) But today she came and hugged me and was holding me really close for quite a while burying her head in my tummy. (I do have a fairly large tummy) But today’s hug wasn’t one of those which became characteristic of her in recent times. This one seemed like the emotional one. So I allowed her to hug me for a while and then I sat down and asked her, what was troubling her. At first she shook her head and didn’t say anything, looking down at the ground. But I knew that something was wrong. So I asked her my usual questions of ‘Did teacher scold you?’ and the like. But she answered in the negative for all of them. Then I saw that there was a cut on her knuckle! And I asked her whether she had been fighting. And then she didn’t say anything. I knew at once that she was! I had an impulse to scold her immediately, but I held back and asked her calmly, whom and why. So she said that she beat up a guy 2 years her senior along with a couple of his friends. And I couldn’t help up open my mouth in awe. This girl Angela, a petite little female, taking one 3 guys, 2 years her senior!!! And I asked her whether she is hurt somewhere!! And she said that she was sore all over!! And then I hugged her again, but this time carefully. I said, ‘Oh dear baby, what happened for you to do something like this? And didn’t your friends come to protect you? What did those boys say or do to you?”

She was silent for a while, but I gave her, her time. She then said that one of those guys has been asking her out almost everyday, while she denied it everyday. Then the group came together on that day and started calling her a lesbian in front of her whole class. The boys from her class to joined in apparently and the girls were far too scandalised to say or do anything. I felt really bad that my daughter was cornered in this way. So I asked her whether she knew at all what a lesbian was. (To me my daughter was a small baby) So she said that she knew and said. “Dad I am not a lesbian, so what if I don’t care for other guys. I love YOU!”. This brought a rush of different emotions. At first I felt really warm, that she loved me so much and said it with such passion, then I chuckled, because I felt that obviously she didn’t really know the meaning of lesbian, and then I was a confused, because Angela, may be anything but unaware!! She being such an intelligent girl, she was far ahead of the rest of her school in terms of any sort of information, including things related to sex education.

So I calmed myself and told her, that loving me, really does not mean anything, because I was her father. But all the same it did not mean that she was a lesbian. She just needed time to start being interested in boys, and that maybe she was just a late bloomer. And then I asked her to clear a nasty suspicion that erupted in my mind, “Are you interested in girls? As in do you know what I mean, aroused? Hmm… do you know what is aroused?” And she gave me an exasperated expression and said, “Of course dad!!”, and my heart skipped a beat. She said, “Of course I know what aroused means, and I am definitely not aroused by any of the girls, and neither do those boys who have brains the size of pea-nuts!! I get aroused only by YOU, and I want to by YOUR girl!!”

My heart stopped at this!! Yes, my fear of her being a lesbian was cleared, but what the hell did she mean by she was aroused by me?? I asked her what she meant by that. She said, “I’ll never love any man other than you, dad, because no one compares with you. You are the most handsome man I know, the most intelligent and funny and wonderful person I know. I can never ever think that anyone would be as good as you, and I don’t want to marry anybody. And since I know that I can’t marry you, I won’t!! But at least don’t force me to marry any other guy, because I know that every man in this world will compare to nothing in front of you!!! Dad, do you know how sexy you are? And I am so damn lucky to see you everyday after your bath in the towel wiping yourself!! You have such a wonderful body!!.” And I said, “You see me in the towel everyday? How do you…. I thought I close my door! How do you…….?”. So she gave a sheepish smile and said that there is a small opening in the window, and I can jump from my balcony and watch you from there.” Now I was really angry. Like I never was with her ever!! I said, “Since when have you been doing this? This is no laughing matter! Sneaking like this on your FATHER? My god I am so ashamed of myself!” And I really didn’t have words for my anger. My own daughter, playing voyeur on me?

I scolded her like never before and said that she was grounded for a week and I never wanted to see her again and was ashamed of her. And I was really very harsh with her, as I have never been. But the situation really demanded it and I really didn’t know what wrong I had done in bringing her up. After 5 minutes of thinking, I realized that after all she was my daughter, and she was still just 13, even though she was mentally an adult, she still didn’t know right from wrong! And, what more she just had come back from a traumatic situation in school, and she must have been really physically hurt. So I knocked on her door and said, “Daddy is sorry dear for scolding you. I must talk to you, can I come in?” There was bit of scuffling and then she said I could come in. She definitely had been crying, but tried her best to make a brave face in front of me. I made her sit down and sat in front of her. I really found it odd to be talking to my daughter like this, but there was no one else who could. It was I, who had to do it.

I first apologized for scolding her and said, “Baby, I’m really sorry that I was harsh with you. But you must realize that what you are thinking is completely wrong. I am your father and having such kind of thoughts about me is morally wrong. You should find guys of your age!! I’m sure you will do that given time. Please try not to have such thought about me!! I’m really sorry if I said or did anything which made you feel this way. But I being your father I must tell you that this is absolutely incorrect. And I never want you sneaking on me again, not in the night, not in the day. Never!! I have my right to privacy, just as you have!!” To this, she said, “I don’t want privacy! I want to sleep with you and want you to see my body. See how I have grown up. I want you to see my breasts. I know they are small, and maybe not good enough for you, but I want to be yours!”
This made me boil again. But I calmed down and said, “PLEASE, please never think like this again. If you really love your father and respect him,”,
“I love you daddy and respect you more than anybody in the world”,
“I’m glad for that, then don’t ever have such thought in your mind. I cannot face myself if you ever have such thoughts. The matter is closed and I don’t want you to ever talk about this in your our lives again. Will you do it for me baby?”

Even without thinking, she said, “Yes father. I know I can never ever sleep with any other man in my life, but for you, I will even go to the other end of this world.”
“See baby, if you try and forget such thought about me, you will surely find some other guys. There are many smart, young and capable guys worthy of you in this world. You’ll surely find a guy worthy of you. Which reminds me; tell me where you are hurt baby?”
So she said, “Many places. Some of them I’d love to show you, but you wouldn’t want to see. But ya..” And she rolled up her sleeves and her pants, to reveal some bruised. And as she rolled up her pant, I saw that she had wonderful toned legs. I forced myself to look away and went and brought some ointment and medicines. As I was applying it, I was forced to see that my daughter was really beautiful and sexy and growing up fast.

This incident was soon forgotten and never talked about, and Angela stopped sneaking in bed and otherwise. (I hope) But we were distant in a way. We never had those hugs and sloppy kisses again, but even the fun sessions were few and far between. Some how she seemed sad and her eyes would often look at me longingly. But true to her word to her father, she never mentioned such things to me again. But when she became 17 and passed out of high school, she never ever had any boy friends, which all her classmate girls already had, even though she was still the most sought after girl and become even more beautiful and a wonderful young lady. Her grades were good enough to seek her place in one of the top universities in the country. But she had to leave the city for that. In spite of me trying to convince her that she must go looking for her career, she wouldn’t listen to me. And it was no longer easy for me to convince her. She just said, “Dad, if you ask me to go join the university in Bangalore, I will. But if you give me a choice, then I will never leave my old man and go anywhere. But I am an adult, and from the way you have brought me up, you have always respected my decision and choice. So my decision is to stay here in Pune with you. I think you will respect my decision. I have my reasons for it.” To THAT I couldn’t say anything.

So she stayed back, in Pune and did a good course, but not the best one for her potential, and as usual she excelled in this one too. But she never succeeded in one dept., finding boys for herself. Though a lot of boys found her and tired her with requests, she never ever found a single guy worth going out with.
She turned 18 on 1^st Dec. 1998. And I wanted her to be really happy, and so I bought her a brand new car. She also had a party with her friends on the eve of her birthday, as was the custom. These were the friends had come to accept that she will always be single in her life. She had already informed me that she would be late and I was to pick her up at 1.00 in the night, since she would never have any boy drop her home, and the other girls had their boys to go home with. On the way back I saw that she was wearing a wonderful looking dress, and was looking stunning. I was wondering where she got such taste from, whether from her mother, and that the boys must be having a tough time taking their eyes off her. I also noticed that she was really happy, happier than I had ever seen her of late. Of course I knew that she didn’t know about the car, or did she? And for a second I wondered whether she had finally found a guy. So I said, “Baby, I have a big surprise for you when you get back home!” You wouldn’t believe what I’ve bought for you. So she looked me in the eye, and said, “Dad, do you remember that you had promised me once that you would do anything for my happiness?”. So I said, “Ya baby, I will always!!” So she said, “Dad I want a particular gift from you on my birthday.” So I said, “I’l try my best to give you whatever you want baby. Since you have never really asked me explicitly for anything in your life, I think I shall give you ANYthing you ask for, for whatever cost, even if I have to repay its cost my whole life!!.”
So at this juncture, she said, “Stop the car!!” So I exclaimed, “What?”, but stop the car. Then she looked at me in the eye and said, “Dad, I want to have sex with you!”, and before I could say anything, she quickly added, “only once! After that I will never ask you or even be around you if you like, I’ll move away from Pune. I want only this in my life, to have sex with you only ONCE!!”
I was left with my mouth gaping open. I didn’t know what to say! She said, “Dad I respect you, and care for your feelings. So I have never done anything to make you feel embarrassed in your own eyes. But today I am an adult, and no longer somebody you have to take care of. I can manage my own life. I have a job, and am doing my degree, and can pay for my tuition too. I have been saving all my pocket money and have invested in many avenues. Today I am an adult and I do not need your signature to manage my investments. I am really independent. After tonight, even if you don’t want to see my face again, I will never show you. But make me feel like a woman tonight. Because no one else can ever make me feel like one, but YOU dad, only YOU!! Take you time to think till we reach home. If you feel that you cannot do this, then I’ll accept your decision, but yes I’ll remain a virgin till I die!!”
I was in such a turmoil of emotions. On one hand was my daughter begging her father for something, and on the other hand was me, who was supposed to sleep with his daughter! On one hand was my baby, the one I had brought up since she couldn’t breathe and had to be slapped on her bottom to start crying, and on the other hand was this stunning young lady, an epitome of youth and beauty asking me to sleep with her! I was in a dilemma, I’m sure not even Oedipus faced!

I remained silent all the while driving back and didn’t speak even after reaching home. We got into the house, still silent and she quickly went up her room. I was relieved for a moment, thinking that she changed her mind, but she was back in a jiffy wearing a heavenly looking almost transparent gown. (I don’t know where she got her mom’s favourite gown from, the one I presented her on our honeymoon) And for a moment I thought I was looking at my wife! And my lingered on her sensuous body with just a second of lust, but I immediately turned away, albeit with great difficulty. How divine she looked. It took me all my will power to really look away. But even after looking away her image was in my mind, and I could see her lovely humble breasts, heaving with her soft but deep breathing, and her thin waist and hips swaying as she eased down the stairs, and her wonderful legs, through the long slit in the gown!
She came down, and put her hand on my face and made me look at her. And she looked though her deep brown eyes longingly at me, and they were screaming silently, “Take me Dad, take me!” And I closed my eyes, then she took gave me a slight shove and I fell onto the couch. And I opened my eyes again and saw that she came down and her hands were on my thighs. Her touch was so soft, but heat was seeping through her small tender hands. I put my hands on her, to push them away, and when my hands touched hers, an electric shock passed through my whole body, and all the hairs on my arms and legs stood on end. My feeling of arousal was too strong. It had been a really long time since I had been with any woman. (16 years since my wife passed away and 19 years since I was with her in bed) I couldn’t push her hands away. But she wouldn’t have allowed me to even if I could, because she then had started unbuttoning my shirt. I caught her hand to stop her from doing so, but she pushed me back and said, “Relax old man, I’m going to give you the time of your life!!”

And as I felt her hand on my chest, her soft tender touch, I had forgotten that this was my daughter. Such was the heat of her passion. She pulled over my shirt and kissed me on my chest and rubbed her nose against it, like a kitten feeling the warmth on my chest. And she purred like one too. I could see that she was feeling so good, feeling so secured and wanted. Then she came up and gave me a peck on my cheek, thought a bit and then brought her lips close to mine. I hesitated, but she looked at me with such longing, and I couldn’t say no to my baby. I knew she wanted this and only this. She wanted me to be her man!! And slowly she brought her soft small lips of an 18 year old to the old lips of a 48 year old man, her father!
I don’t remember what I really felt at that kiss, I enjoyed it so much, but couldn’t really. I wanted to push her away every instant, but wanted her to continue just the same. My 16 years of celibacy was taking its toll on me, and so what her mesmerising beauty, sensuality and youth. Somewhere midway, I turned away from her, with the father part of me winning a small battle, but I looked at her eyes and she was hurt. I could see it! But a second later, she smiled a cunning smile and brought her head down. And she put her hand right on my crotch!! And I almost jumped. But before I could react, she unzipped me in one fluent stroke. I brought my hands down, stop what she was doing, but she looked at me warningly, a look which dared me to stop her. And I didn’t know who was whose parent then!

Soon her hands went seeking for what she sought most and she brought it out, slowly, twitching in her hands, from excitement, fear, guilt and pleasure! And when she looked at it, her eyes widened, first with fear and then with hunger. She looked up to me and said, “Dad, I’m so lucky to be the woman who touched it after mom!! Dad, please don’t deny me what I want the most in life!! Make me a woman dad, please!!” And without listening to what I had to say about it, she opened her mouth and took the thick and rock hard manhood right in! Her wet, warm and soft mouth put whatever I had to say right out of my mind! I had never ever been in such ecstasy before! And soon she was taking it right in. I felt that she would gag any time, but she actually put the whole 8 inches of rock right down her throat and I could feel it going past the base of her throat right into her oesophagus!! And if it could get any harder than rock, my dick went onto an over drive!!!!
She kept it there for a moment and then brought it out again!! And she wiped her mouth and purred, ” Mmmm…..” I’ve never had a tastier piece of candy before. I want it all!! And then she took me right in again. She moved her lips and tolled her tongue over it and she seemed to know exactly what to do with it! (I think she must have been reading from the net and planning it since a very long time) She kept arousing me more and more, and kept me on the edge, but just not allowing me to cum. She kept applying pressure on the base of my dick with her hands every now and then. So I was in a state of continuous just over the edge! (She did know quite a few things about sex)
After some time of keeping me agonizingly close to cuming, She came up and turned around showing me her deep back of the gown. Then she slowly lifted her skirt up and placed her bottom on my crotch, and I realized that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath her gown!!! Then she took my hand and placed it in between her thighs, and I saw that she was dripping wet!! And when my fingers touch her little flower, she let out a soft moan of pleasure. I just let my hand be there, and she started rubbing her self against my hand. And I slowly started feeling her, and was looking for her clitoris. When I found it and touched it, she gave such a jerk stopped for a while, tensed up every part of her body and then let go and she fell on top of me! I knew that this was the first time she must have really had an orgasm, and she was so sensitive, that just a touch was enough to release her flood gates.
As she fell on me, I held her close and laid her back on my chest hugged her. She seemed to have passed out for a minute or so. And I lay thinking about what the hell I am doing! I was holding my baby daughter in my arms, and I gave her a pleasure which she would take from no one else. I didn’t know what was right and what was wrong. But I knew that I wanted with all my heart to see my daughter, happy and satisfied.

She came around in a while and turned around. And I was about to make my way out from under her, but she said, “Oh no dad, you aren’t going anywhere yet. I haven’t finished with you!!’ And she took my hand and led me to the bed. And now I was following her without protest. She got onto the bed and let her gown slip off her shoulders. And lo! What I saw was really like a angelic vision. Such lovely pair of breasts, so small, yet full and firm, so fair and yet pink with vigour and vitality, so young, yet still so mature and buxom! I really didn’t think I would ever witness heaven on earth, but this was just it! Heaven! And she held my hands and placed them on her breasts. I touched them very tenderly, because after all they were my baby’s. I felt like I was being a parent once again. And I slowly cuddled them and rubbed them gently and felt them with so much of love. He small nipple soon became hard and she was letting moans of pure pleasure escape her lovely lips. And as I teased and played with her petite breasts, she came once again and she again couldn’t take the heights of pleasure. But this time she recovered more quickly and wanted to take me to the next stage.

Then she took my pants out and her gown and we both laid down next to each other, like father and baby, she in my arms, but stark naked. We loved each other so much and our love for each other became so much more beautiful and intense with this. And then I realized why she wanted this so badly! My sense of morality did not allow me to see this, but Angela was special. She always knew what exactly she wanted from life, and she foresaw this! She gave me the pleasure of being a father, which I would never ever have been able to feel. My love for my daughter seemed like a culmination and the reason why she was born to me. Everything became clear as I lay with her tender breasts against my chest and she wrapped around me hold me so very tightly to herself.
We lay like this for a really long time. Then I let go of her and laid her below me. She parted her wonderfully youthful legs and slightly arched her back. She invited me to complete the final act of unifying two people who love each other. And I put my manhood slowly in the little red bud of a rose. And it was such a tender flower, which I was entering and so really small! As I pushed past her virginity, she gave a slight wince, and I held her closer at that time. She didn’t feel any pain after that and I eased myself into her. And then we were closer to each other, mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually, than ever before. We became one, just like we were before she was born. She was born from me, a part of me, and we felt that we went back in time, when we weren’t different!
As I went back and forth, I could see the pleasure in her eyes, and we both looked at each other, and we climaxed together melting into each other, moving onto another universe. We felt like we died and were born right again. We knew the reason we came on this earth. We now knew, that we had satisfied our purpose in this life.

Epilogue –
Angela and I lived like a couple all our lives, although no one knew it. Everybody in my family put a lot of pressure on me to search for a guy to marry her off, if she didn’t want to find one. In front of others we always acted as if I would rebuke her for not wanting to marry. But we always laughed in private about this. She took care of my till I reached a ripe old age, and we continued to share this pleasure for a very long time to come. (We didn’t have any problems of contraception because I had already had my vasectomy done soon after Angela was born) Now I lay on my death bed and I am reciting this story to her as she is writing for me. She was the most wonderful woman I have ever known, Angela was her name. And she was my daughter!!

I knelt beside her, faded jeans kicked into a crumpled pile
beside the bed. 
My cock enraged with a fire of its own, I slapped it over
her ashen powdered face taking time to rub the bell
shaped dome over her lips in slow teasing swipes.

"Fuck my mouth Sir; please," Meoki urged.

"Spurt right down my throat and choke me with it."

She continued to wipe at her crotch using her fingertips.
The black fishnet stockings now moist as her swollen
lips began poking through the small eliptical openings.

"I like it best when your bare beneath like that."

"Nothing but that pretty little cunny pressed all tight
and hot against your stockings."

Meoki began to shiver and I watched as her glossy
coal black Doc Martin's dug into the sheets
and she began to crest the wave of an orgasm.

"Stop----rip that fuckin crotch open now," I demanded.

"Grab your toy and fuck yourself for me, show me how
that cunt can squeeze the juice out just like it does
a real prick."

[IMG]http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=56373&stc=1&d=1192211700[/IMG] />Watching her this way I felt my balls begin to swell
with seed.  I wanted to jerk this well oiled loaded out
over her face and fill her mouth so I could watch
those creamy ribbons run down her tongue.

Meoki loved the taste of cum, the way it would dribble
down the back of her throat like small white worms
wiggling their way into her belly.

Clutching the thick green gel dildo that lay beside her;
Meoki had no hesitation in plunging it inside the now
churning cauldron of her pussy. 
Those tender violated lips clutching the now slick shaft
and plunging it deep within her as she stabbed
herself violently.

"Tear that pussy up for me you filthy little fucker," I
hissed.
[IMG]http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=56374&stc=1&d=1192211875[/IMG] />"All for you Sir, all my cunt honey covering it good
and thick for you," she whimpered.

My right hand continued to pull and wrestle the thick
skin up and down my shaft, feeling the slow tickle
build at the base and begin its languid creep up
my fuck tube.

With my left hand I gripped her cheeks firmly.
The pressure creating an oval of her mouth as her lips
spread open and I watched the azure blue of her lipstick
smear over my fingertips.

Thick strands of pre cum began weeping from the piss
hole of my prick as I jacked myself off over her.
Milking them over the tip of her tongue as it protruded
outward searching for those sweet candy drops she
always craved.

Listening to her fuck her pussy like this was something
that always set my loins on fire.  That subtle sucking
sound when she'd use her toys to plumb deep inside
herself.  Lost in that moment of reaching her climax
and not giving a shit as to how she came by it.

Watching as they split her wide and seeing
them coated with the foamy strands of her cunt
cream clinging to them.  Those tiny dribbles of
pure liquid ecstasy that smelled like warm ripe fruit
on a Summer's day.

Hearing her whimper and moan and knowing I was
a part of this most intimate of moments shared
between us was nothing short of raw intoxication. 
Her voice change timbre as she spoke aloud those filthy
thoughts in words that held no shame for either of us.

In those moments she became the whore of Babylon
riding atop her many headed beast and yet still
always remained my Goddess standing proud upon
that pedestal of female virtue.

"It's gonna squirt it out Sir, make me your dirty little bitch
so I cum mad hot," Meoki squeeled, breath catching
in her slender throat.

"Do it girl, shove that fucker up there and show me that
shit as it pours out!!!"
[IMG]http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=56375&stc=1&d=1192211875[/IMG] />That's what I'd been waiting for, that moment of
surrender when her body had betrayed itself and the
walls came crashing down like thunder cast from the
heavens by some angry God.

My fist now a heated band of flesh, wresting my
erection into a rhythm that blended with hers.
Our time had come and neither of us could fight
that delicious pull from our sex.  Giving to the
other all the passion pent up in this power play
of erotic tease and torment.

"Lap it up little one, eat my fuckin' load."

With this strangled keen I watched as the
first milky streamer erupted from the ragged split
of my cock tip.  Time seemed to suspend as it
created a slow arcing motion and fell across
the bridge of her nose.

Her tongue flicked out like a serpet scenting
the air to insure she caught what was to follow.
Meoki's hips bucked upward from the crumpled
sheets beneath her and I knew she was hitting
her cum as well.

"That's it bitch, slam it right up against
the roof of your cunt and cum all over it."
[IMG]http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=56376&stc=1&d=1192211875[/IMG] />"Show me where the fuck you live, down deep
inside that pussy where you can't hide from
shit."

Another spray came jetting out of me, this one
I made sure was going to find it's target as I held
the cock crown right between her lips.
I watched as it blurted out over her tonuge and
she raked it toward the back of her mouth to
swallow it down.

As I shot once more I pressed further inside
the warmth and wetness of  Meoki's mouth.
This time the ebbing stream coating the
roof of her mouth and hanging in tiny 
stalagtites where they slowly began choking
her as they fell toward the back of her throat.

Meoki coughed as she struggled to catch her
breath, all the while thrusting the green gel
intruder deeper inside herself.  Her boot heels
dug deep furrows into the sheets as her sweat
moist bottom clung to them and they
rumpled beneath her.

Her amber eyes rolled back within her brow,
those fuck eyes I'd come know so well as
she found release in her submission to me.
This knowledge acquired that home truely
is where the heart lies when found  within
those you trust and honor so preciously.

With my left hand I stilled her thrusting
with the toy, removing it from inside her so
that I could taste the pure rich nectar that
was her.  I knew she had come hard, she
always did this way.  This was our time to
come down with one another, our blending
of who we were as one entity.

Taking the toy I gathered my semen that
had trailed across her cheeks, upon the tip of it.
Holding it between our lips we tasted it with
each other, that fluid essence that was a part
of us both now combined.  Our tongues lashed
over it, both of us locked within this tribal ritual to
consume the other.

As always was our way we soon found our mouths
held fast upon the others.  Our tongues now dancing
one again and savoring the salty sweet mixture of
our passions well sated.  Breathing each other inside
and passing our spirit into the other.

"Rest little one, dream deeply and know this is
our world, our time within it now," I whispered to her
as I knelt down to kiss her fevered brow.[/COLOR][/SIZE]

 

The forest up ahead I knew it from a long time ago, my mind as well as the car must have been on autopilot cause I don’t remember making the turns or the stops. How could it be so close to the city and still be so lush, alive, and unchanged? The forest it’s time during my youth; it’s funny I would drive here with my head in the clouds, after being away for so many years, and then again I always sought refuge from my troubles here.

 

The coffee ran right through me, I have to pee and don’t want to go back into town. Any way I remember the trails, and Ah yes a parking place. I love a clearly marked trail especially when I’m in a hurry. Boy… talk about dense foliage, ten steps and the city is gone. I’ll just squat right here and pee, it’s off the trail and no one can see me. Ah… that feels good, what a relief it’s so cool in here; the lushness is so inviting, I think I will walk around in here for a while. ‘Pouf…’ one piss, and this morning’s attitude and frustrations have been vanquished, by the magical embrace of my youth remembered.

 

So much time and so many firsts happened here in this forest along this very trail. I use to play in this forest when I was young pretending to be an animal stocking and slinking around spying on the people that came here. When I grew older and the boys started coming around, we would go into these woods and neck. I would come here to play with myself dreaming of being a grownup; it was here I lost my virginity to a banana. I was so aroused; feeling I was about to cum and didn’t, then rubbing myself raw. Funny how so much has changed around these woods yet they have remained untouched; maybe smaller, maybe a few more dead trees, and the trails are more obvious through use, more litter scattered about, but still more or less just as I remember.

 

Outside the tree line a blistering heat and an exhausting pace, inside cool and serene. I remember teasing my first boy friend in here, kissing and petting; he thought he was going to get a little, but I just jumped up and said, “I’m late!” and ran off home. Other times just walking and gazing or napping and fantasizing on the soft deep moss beds filled my days. I some times think I should have let him have me, tasted him, felt him spend his seed inside me, lord knows I had the hots for a cock any cock just no nerve.

 

Yes…just over… yes here is my favorite place, a thick bed of moss, off the trail, but close, close enough to watch the comings and goings of the hikers, it was here I saw my first penis in the flesh. He stopped to pee right in front of me, and never knew I was there watching, God how my loin swelled and throbbed at it’s sight.

 

Ah…I see it… just as I knew it; the moss covered indentation, next to a brush covered log on one side, and surrounding the rest was a dense wall of vine-covered tree limbs dotted with white blossoms every spring. No one can see in, unless they look closely, so I had my own private suite to lie in the sun or shade and to nap or tan in. I some times masturbated; fantasizing about some of the boys I knew, or men I had seen, while I twiddled my nipples and clitoris. Sometimes I would just listened to the sounds of the birds as they flew and the animals in the distance, or the wind, or the fading voices as they walked by.

 

I think I will nap here for a while it is so peaceful, and cool it’ll be just like old times. This morning is still so fresh; my sex life has dried up, I haven’t been able to get him to talk to me for thirty minutes with out saying some thing critical. I have to think of a way to get Bob to treat me like he at least likes me and stop humping me like a bitch, or stop letting him hump me all together, I should just tell him to go find another animal to hump somewhere. Shit we use to talk for hours when we first got married; try to turn each other on and satisfy our needs, I am not sure how it soured or even when, “Oh hell…! It just died and dried up.”

 

Oh the sun is doing its thing my eyes are getting heavy so I’m going to slip off to slumber land… Wuh…?! Oh! What is going on down by the road? It sounds like trouble? Wait a minute not trouble it looks and sounds like two people have come to play in the woods, and by the sound of their laughter these are two lovers who have come for a tryst in the woods, and it is my good fortune to be here and watch like I did in my youth. My… that is one good looking young male very athletic yet still plump, but strong looking with those big features I bet he is hung, yet a hint of femininity.

 

His girl friend is much smaller, with a beautifully lush round body, and pert tits; her long nipples really stand out, just a hint of baby fat over her muscles that give her bottom a very nice shape. Her thick head of raven hair and bushy eyebrows leads me to fantasize that she is a very hairy woman. She makes me hungry for my earlier days and my last girlfriend, even though we only teased each other it was still better than what I have now.  Obviously they both spend time at the gym together, they have matching red sweats on. They act so comfortable together I bet they do a lot of things together. They both look so happy, it is easy to see who is the more sexually active. That small raven haired beauty acts like a lynx, I bet she keeps him well taken care of.

 

Wow…! They play rough, he just knocked her to the ground and jumped on top trying to pin her to the ground. Oh her shrieks and his grunting laughter they sound and look as though they are really having fun. We use to play like that when we first started seeing each other, wrestling around on the floor, or outside in the yard. Now I think he doesn’t even want to kiss me; now he just does it as part of the act, it is my fault for letting it go on for as long as I have without mention not finding new ways to excite him. Hell I don’t even think of Bob by name any more.

 

Oops she almost got away but he just flipped her over his lap and stuffed his hand inside her panties. I can see him wriggling his hand between her legs; I’ll bet he has at least two fingers in her now. That sure put a stop to her struggles, now she is just panting, and holding herself open to his fondlings. Oh! She gets wet when he touches her, I can hear his fingers splashing in her wetness now and I see a spot forming on the inside of her thigh, yep she is really wet her sweats are starting to sag and darken from her juices and the spot is starting to run. I think he is going to diddle his fingers inside her until he makes her cum. Bob use to do that to me with his fingers sometimes or go down on me and make me cum on his face; now the bastard just nit-picks about every little thing, stays at the office till late, eats at the café where we met, but won’t call me to meet him there.

 

I was right he is making her cum right now, boy she really moans gasps and squirms a lot. She has soaked the crotch of her sweatpants, still he didn’t slow her down she got right in his face and laid him down I guess it is her turn to make him cum now. She is slippery she just pulled his top off with a single tug. Wait a minute that isn’t a he? He is a she those are tits she is sucking on, small but pert little mounds, and positively feminine nipples.

 

I think I rustled some brush as I grabbed my mouth to stifle my gasp, though I doubt they heard me they are far too busy. I could here them talking, “You made me cum so good I have to pee. You just wait right there.” I can see her girlfriend’s nipples as she lies there, they are not as big as hers but they are the nipples of a woman. Oh… oh she is getting close. She is bold she just dropped her sweatpants and squatted right in front of me. Oh my but she is very hairy, her legs are densely covered with long black hair, and I bet it goes up her back. Ohoh! She is looking right at me, I think she sees me.

 

“Hey Sheila put your top back on we’re not alone. What…why are you spying on us?” She asked with a curious smile on her face.

 

“I wasn’t... I wa… I wasn’t spying.” I stuttered.

 

“It looked like you were spying to me. Don’t be scared we aren’t mad or going to hurt you or anything like that.” She said curiously.

 

“Sharon what is it? Who are you talking to?” Sheila pried nervously.

 

“I’m Renee I was just napping when the two of you woke me.” I said uneasily as the big one named Sheila came closer.

 

“So ya…”

 

“Quiet Sheila you are scaring her… a Renee is it? You come here often?” Sharon nosed gently.

 

“I use to live in one of those houses on the hill.” I answered pensively. I looked at Sheila, as she loomed closer, she was much bigger than I.

 

“Oh don’t worry about Sheila her bark is much worse than her bite. You know you were watching us and learning what our… secrete is so it is…only fair that we learn just a little something about you. That is a nice cozy little hideout you found. May we slip on in there and just talk a while?” Sharon asked nicely and smiling coyly.

 

I still felt nervous, as I was… spying sort of so I admitted, “I guess I should have let you know I was here but you looked like you were having so much fun, well I thought I would watch for a while and I thought for sure you would leave without noticing.”

 

“How long have you been coming here.”? Sheila asked in her rough sounding voice but looking interested in what I has to say, and casting teasing glances at Sharon.

 

“This is the first time in years, since before I moved into the city.” I answered calmly. I was feeling a little more at ease, becoming more familiar with these two new people, while the three of us sat talking in my secrete nook so I offered, “You know this little hideout of mine hasn’t changed much since I left the last time. I use to watch people as they went about doing what ever I never thought I was spying on them, but I guess it is spying if you are sneaking.”

 

“That is interesting,” Sharon sang, “You’ve been gone for years yet you found this place. Why is it a special spot?”

 

“I use to nap here out of sight of the passersby. It has escaped the ravages of time for the most part.” I went silent and pointed as two boys walked by and pissed on the trees across the path from us. The three of us watched and listened as the bigger of the two was bragging about his conquest from the other night. Their voices faded as they walked farther away. Sharon had snuggled in next to Sheila and Sheila put her arm around her, and we sat there quietly for a few minutes taking advantage of our furtive lookout.

 

“Don’t take this too hard, but you look like you are having a bad day.” Sheila remarked her voice sounding a little softer, and her face looking a little more relaxed.

 

“I was… I am… I don’t even remember making the turns to get here, it just went pop, and I was here. I use to come here all the time to wile away the days I had nothing else to do or when I was down or troubled about things. As you can see it is a quiet, private place. I guess it has changed some the tree line us to be farther back and the trail was harder to see.” I rambled on at ease now at their presents.

 

“You ever bring another gir…” Sharon was cut short.

 

“Sharon!” Sheila rebuked sharply, “Don’t mind her she is always digging into people’s sex.”

 

“Well why not! She saw you digging into my sex.” Sharon exclaimed then pried as an impish smile beamed across her face, “Have you brought any girls or boys into your… secrete hideout?”

 

“No I never brought anyone here. The two of you are the first people I’ve talked to here.” I felt a little challenged as I answered but still an attraction was growing.

 

“You never brought boys or girls here to make out? Huh!” Sharon challenged adding, “And you know what we are. How do you feel towards lesbians in general?” Both Sharon and Sheila looked at each other with an impish smile beaming.

 

“I didn’t say that tha…”

 

“Sharon stop being so pushy!” Sheila interrupted adding, “She always accuses me of being pushy or intimidating. I ask you do find me intimidating?”

 

“I did a little at first, but now I don’t feel threatened at all.” I replied.

 

“So. Renee tell us what did you mean to say?” Sharon pressed on.

 

“I never brought anyone here this was my special place. And just so you know we had two gay women working at the café where I used to work; they seemed nice enough and happy, they did their jobs, and I had no complaints about them, but I didn’t really know them. Any way with the men around here it’s easy to understand why women would want other women.” I explained openly and continued, “I had a lot of firsts in these woods. I saw my first penis; a couple doing it over there, behind those rocks and lost my virginity in these woods. Watching the couple do it was my first sexual experience. I use to tease the boys and watch their faces as they learned that they weren’t going to get lucky, when I got up to leave.”

 

“Did one of them get lucky?” Sheila asked.

 

“Now look who’s pushing.” Sharon interjected then she kissed Sheila’s lips and rubbed her stomach.

 

“Yes I took him to the rocks where I watched my first couple go all the way.” I described pausing to catch my breath I continued, “It was a clumsy pawing for the both of us I guess that is the way it goes for most of the first timers.”

 

“Yea that is what happened with both of us, we lost our virginity to sweaty pawings too. My boyfriend lost his sperm before he got his penis inside my pussy, he showered my legs and belly before he stuffed in into me.” Sharon acknowledged then asked slyly, “Did he wear you down too?”

 

“No I brought him here specifically to give him my virginity.” I said smugly adding, “but not before losing it to a banana first.”

 

“So you spy, you tease, and you are bold enough to take your own virginity with a banana then do it with a boy; so tell me did you cum the first time? How is that you look so dried up and unfulfilled now?” Sharon asked in a critical tone in her voice.

 

“No; neither time I just got raw and itched for days. I have been in a bad relationship too long. I don’t even remember when it turned sour, or when I started feeling trapped.” I sadly admitted.

 

“Sheila’s boy friends use to beat up on her all the time, and girls at school use to chase her around and beat up on her too. My boy friend got me hooked on drugs and sold to who ever would pay, for what ever they would pay. He made me work the streets till all hours and if the Johns didn’t beat me he would sometimes.” Sharon recounted their bad times then asked, “You ever bring a girl here and fool around? Did she make you cum?”

 

“We have each other now and together we chase the bad times away.” Sheila said liltly as she beamed at Sharon playing with her hair.

 

I was glad for the change of subject and replied; “Only once with my best friend and no we didn’t do it long enough to orgasm.” I told her adding, “I wanted to keep going because it felt really good but she started feeling guilty.” And then started talking about the two I watched and what he did to her.”

 

“Oh this sounds nice.” Sharon sang as she snuggled closer to her friend Sheila and then pressed, “Tell us about what the two of you did.”

 

“I told her about how he kissed her between her legs, and how she started sweating right away and moaning loudly. She told me she watched her parents doing the same thing. I asked her if she wanted to see how it felt. She didn’t answer for a while then she put her hand on mine and said, ‘it will be our secrete right’ I assured her I was just curious to see how it felt. Any way we only did it the once for a few minutes and that was it. She stopped just as I got wet, and pushed me away when she got close to orgasm. I have always wondered what would have happened had we kept going, and still think of her now and again.”

 

“Oh boo…! Well we were hoping for a wet story. Who knows maybe the two of you would have gotten married” Sharon said as she pouted then asked, “So what kind of marriage do you have?”

 

“You know what kind it is.” Sheila scolded.

 

“I want to hear her say.” Sharon urged as she rebuked Sheila and pressed, “Well.”

 

“It isn’t much of a relationship; he works and pays the bills, so I keep the house, fix the meals, do the shopping…” I paused as I realized that I was just a chore girl to him.

 

“What else?” Sharon pushed.

 

“I guess in a sense I am just a whore to him. He doesn’t love me anymore, but I let him fuck me when he wants, and suck him off when he asks me to.” I replied somberly and then explained, “He just gets real nasty towards me when I don’t let him ‘get some’ as he puts it.”

 

“Does he at least try to turn you on once in awhile?” Sheila asked.

 

“Not in a long time; we never go out anymore, and he rarely thanks me for anything. I should have never let any of that get started but…” I said.

“Boy you should move out that would show him.” Sharon snarled.

 

“Yea…!” Sheila chimed in, in support of both of us sounding quiet mad.

 

“I don’t have any money just a little from what he gives me for shopping, and no real skil…” I went quiet and pointed at another couple coming into the woods, an older man and a younger man in his early twenties. I motioned for them to move to my side and watch, so they quietly slinked to where I was sitting and we watched.

 

The older man gave a joint to his friend and lit it for him, and looked around as he took the first hit then watched him closely as he took another. We heard him refuse a hit when the younger man offered it so he took one more, big lung full and stubbed it then put it in his pocket. They both looked around guiltily, like they were going to steal something, they even looked right at us but they didn’t see us through the thick foliage.

 

The older man started massaging his friend’s shoulders and arms and with in a few minutes his hands were roaming all over the younger man’s torso and soon one hand found the young man’s swelling bulge and began massaging it. We heard him saying as he sighed “Oh that feels really, really nice,” and the older man got down on his knees, unbuttoned his friend’s fly, pulled out his surprisingly large dick and sucked it into his mouth. The younger man’s knees started to buckle as his gland slipped into the man’s mouth, and he fell back against the tree face turned towards the sky.

 

My mouth gaped at not only the older man’s zealousness, but at the size of the younger man’s now rock solid penis. The smell of sex hung in the windless air as the three of us just watched in silent awe as the older man sucked his friend’s dick taking its full length with ease. I wondered if the other two women were getting as wet as I was so I cast a quick glance at them and by the way they were holding each other they were. From where we were we had a perfect vantage point to watch and hear, as the two men had their tryst.

 

The older man was very eager and skilled at oral sex; he was getting the full length of the younger mans good-sized cock down his throat. Even though it softened some it was still big. As he sucked on the younger man’s dick he pulled his pants down just enough to free his large set of testicles to the manipulations of his hand. We heard the younger mans breath start to rush; just then the other man stopped and slowly moved his mouth to and started to suck and lick his friend’s scrotum causing him to gasp loudly.

 

As the older man licked and sucked the scrotum we could see precum oozing from the gland and running down his now rigid shaft. We heard the older man slurping it up and younger man’s whispered coaxings and urgings, as his gland slipped back into his friend’s mouth. We could hear the older man making exaggeratedly loud sucking noises as he drank the young mans precum, while milking his shaft. Again his breath started to rush out in gasps and again the older man stopped and waited for him to settle down but his penis stayed hard. Then very slowly started sliding his cock into his throat and back out, then back in teasing him making him wait for release. The young man was now sweated and in a heated frenzy as he wrapped his hands around the older man’s head and tried to thrust his penis into his open mouth.

 

He rebuked him telling him, “No only my shoulders and let me do the work.” Then started slowly milking that turgid shaft again with both hands and taking it all the way down his throat then squeeze his testicles. His whispered pleads turned into loud begging as he neared orgasm. I felt my own juices flowing as they use to, years ago weeping pass the elastic band of my panties and slowly ooze down my leg. Then he groaned and gasped and his face twisted with strain as he came, I even had a little sympathy orgasm. It was easy to hear the older man slurping up his friend’s sperm and swallowing. The gasping groans turned into loud sighs, the younger man’s face relaxed, and then they were silent. We could see the younger man’s stomach quake as his friend sucked the rest of his sperm from his gland like it was a straw, while milking the now flaccid shaft. The younger man appeared to be quite spent as he leaned back against the tree with his eyes closed, and his friend knelt there with the flaccid member inside his motionless mouth.

 

We heard the other two boys coming back, the same time they did; it was funny to see them scrambling to button up before they got close. Actually they were gone before the first two showed up and they left with out pausing.

 

“Alone again the three of us.” I said and sarcastically added, “I bet if the two other boys hadn’t happened along we would’ve gotten an encore performance. Sheila and Sharon were giving each other a passionate kiss and I thought, “I could orgasm even with one of Bob’s sick humps, I was so hot.”

 

I turned around and sat back against the mossy log, Sharon and Sheila sat on the soft moss in the middle of the indentation arm in arm. We all sat there quietly musing on the pleasures of the tryst we witnessed. I was still dazed at the skill that older man had, he was much better than me. I could see Sheila sniffing at the air and looking around, it was she that broke the silence.

 

“You know Sharon…” She paused as she sniffed at the air, “I think some one other than us is hot, and really wet.” Sheila sang as she smiled adding, “It isn’t the two boys or the pair who had a tryst, it is our new friend.” And she went silent as they both looked at me; I knew she was right I was stewing in my juices my fanny was soaked.

 

Sharon and Sheila had gotten to their knees when Sheila asked, “You want a little help from Sharon? She is really sweet about kissing a pussy.” And Sheila smiled at me daringly. I tried to speak but my words just hung in my throat. I opened my mouth and the only sound that came out was a garbled moan.

 

“That sounds like a yes please to me.” purred Sharon.

 

“You know I think you are right,” agreed Sheila as they moved in on me. I started to panic but couldn’t move; the muscles around my vagina were quivering and ached terribly, and my heart was pounding in my ears.

 

Sheila pulled me onto her lap, unhooked my bra, and pulled my shirt up high enough to free my breasts, ‘oh…!’ how my nipples ached. Sharon was undoing my pants as she tugged at them my shoes just popped off my feet. I heard Sharon sing as she pulled my pants down, “Oh! Sheila She has really wet her panties,” and then she nosed my hairs as she inched my panties down then she sang lasciviously, “Our friend has been a naughty little girl a naughty… naughty… little girl she has cum inside her little pussy I can smell it.” I found the saucy teasing quite arousing.

 

“Have you been a naughty little girl? Do you have cum in you?” Sheila whispered sweetly teasingly into my ear as she squeezed my nipple with the fingers of one hand and rubbed my belly with the other.

 

“Yes I… I have. I le… I let… He humped me like an animal and he came in me.” I said gaspingly.

 

“You mind if Sharon sucks it out of you.” Sheila asked seductively.

 

“Oh Sharon can do what ever she wants to do to me.” I sighed as I surrendered to their exquisite ministrations. I remember yelling and bouncing off the ground as Sharon sucked and bit the soft skin of my thighs and cheeks. She made it hurt as she pinched my skin with her teethe, but for ever how much it hurt it felt twice as good. I started begging chanting between my moans and gasps for her to, “Suck me…!”

 

Sheila bent down and kissed me sliding her tongue into my mouth just as Sharon sucked my clitoris into her mouth, and stifled my screaming gasps. Sheila wrapped her legs around my waist to hold me steady while I writhed from Sharon’s pleasuring. It felt like their tongues were wriggling inside my throat and inside my cervix at the same time, she stopped just as I tensed and started biting my thighs again. I came twice in only a few minutes when she renewed her sucking and licking of my clitoris and labia even after I went limp the first time she was still eagerly licking and sucking I felt her fingers slide into my butt and her thumb wriggling inside my vagina.

 

Sheila let go of my nipples, grabbed my legs, and held me open for Sharon’s tongue as she snaked it all over my vulva. Tonguing and sucking every little fold and again I felt my muscles squeezing and flexing as another orgasm roared through me. I could hear her swallowing as she sucked after my body went limp. I started to beg them to stop.

 

“Why do you want us to stop?” Sheila whispered in my ear while Sharon continued to suckle my clitoris.

 

“I have to pee really bad. I’ll spray it all over Sharon if she doesn’t move.” I moaned while I tried to squeeze my muscles closed, but her three fingers in my butt made that hard to do and her thumb was still wriggling inside my vagina causing the pressure to build fast.

 

“If you have to pee just let go of it, Sharon likes anything wet.” Sheila cooed in my ear then bit it still holding my legs open. I was still holding it inside until Sharon started running her other fingers inside my vagina while she bit and stretched one of my labia. I just exploded; my pee-pee gushed out of me and all over Sharon’s face, but she kept her mouth on my clitoris and her fingers inside me until the urine stopped flowing and I passed out.

 

I came to, with my cheek laying on Sheila’s inner thigh and Sharon’s arm around my waist. She had Sheila’s panties pulled to the side and her sweatpants bunched in her hand that held her panties open and was tonguing her labia. I instinctively started kissing her thigh.

 

“Here slide on up and put your mouth on her pussy,” she whispered as I did she started nibbling my ear and fingering my butt again. I felt her juices run down my chin, and tried to drink them as best I could. Sharon took my head into her hands and held my lips to the hollow of her neck, and I kissed her there, then she put my mouth on her breast and I sucked on her nipple then she pulled me on top of her pressing our mouths together, and Sheila laid on top of me rubbing Sharon’s nipples with mine. I felt my vagina turn warm again and my labia part as they swelled and wetted.

 

I started kissing Sharon and slathering my tongue in her mouth Sheila started probing me with her strap on dildo; it was bigger than Bob’s dick and bigger than anything I was ready for, but I still wanted it in me. I never saw it and don’t know where Sheila kept it, and didn’t care I was driven by my desire and theirs. I splayed my legs wider and arched my back to enable her easier access to my vagina. I began to tremble as the tip parted my labia, and I tensed as it pressed against my opening rolling my labia inward as it entered me. The tip felt pliable like a penis as it entered, Sheila gave it a little push the wide flared gland shaped tip slipped in. My whole vagina started aching as she worked it into me inward and back out then a little farther in.

 

My jaws ached as I salivated profusely, and Sharon swallowed every drop as it cascaded from my mouth into hers. Sheila had her dildo all the way inside me; I had never been penetrated so deeply before. It hurt and felt wonderful at the same time; I was being stretched by both its girth and reach. I yelled out as she started sliding its full length back and forth inside, and then just the tip popping it in and out quickly, taking fast short strokes. Sheila’s body started trembling the same time mine did, and my moans were lost to my gasping breaths as another orgasm swept across me.

 

Sheila started thrusting her dildo sporadically as she wrapped her arms around my waist, her hot breath rushed across my neck and I felt hot fluid gushing into my vaginal canal filling it and spilling out. I started gasping in panic as I realized that Sheila had put a real cock not a dildo into me, it was her cock. The shocking discovery was quickly lost by the exquisite feeling I had as she filled me with her hot sperm and the relief of having a real penis inside me. I imagined her vagina clearly in my mind there was no penis to be seen, just an open vagina, labia, and an erect clitoris; then I saw her panties pulled to the side and her bunched up sweatpants, they were concealing it. Sheila’s sperm was so hot as it flowed into me I surrendered to its pleasure and lay my head on Sharon’s breast. I felt that wonderful cock flexing inside me and then another flow of hot sperm would pool at its tip and ooze down the flaccid shaft and out slipping through my hairs and on to Sharon’s belly. I have never felt so much sperm inside me; my vagina was heavy with the thick pool. Sharon wrapped her fingers around it and started gently shaking it inside me. I felt it turn hard again, Sheila’s breath quickened, and she gripped my shoulders as she tensed and gasped and again she filled me with another flood of hot sperm. I heard Sharon’s hand splashing in it as she shook that cock, then Sheila went limp again.

 

We lay there for a long time I had to pee again Sharon and Sheila were tenderly kissing each other and me. Sheila’s dick was still inside me I could feel it turn hard and throb inside me then I felt it turn soft again. I did not want her penis to slip out, so I just lie there and let the pee trickle out. It felt strange to pee with a penis inside me, I could only make a small trickle but it still felt strangely good. Sharon was the first one to speak.

 

“You know this is Sheila’s most favorite thing to do, surprise another woman with her second organ.” Sharon explained with a sly smile beaming.

 

“I was certainly surprised; a little panicky at first when I realized what was happening and the pain from her huge member forcing its way into me.” I murmured as I nuzzled her ear.

 

“Yes she has a huge penis, the envy for any man, but you sure opened to it.” She whispered gaily.

 

“That cock pushed life back into my half-dead pussy and then the pleasure of all that hot sperm surging into me was overwhelming.” I sighed as I felt myself getting aroused again.

 

“I am going to pull out we have to get moving, ‘okay?’” Sheila said lazily.

 

“Yea I’m ready.” I acknowledged as I braced for her withdrawal. She was so gentle as she pulled, waiting for my muscles to relax each time but still when her flared gland popped out I thought my guts were falling out with her cock.

 

“You okay?” Sheila asked as she stood with her huge penis arching well beyond her or his, her belly.

 

“Oh yes…! I am fine…!” I gasped as I eyed the huge penis with amazement. As she rustled for her pants I begged, “Please let me look at you. Please let me look at your sexes.”

 

“Sure take a good look.” Sheila replied smiling as she laid back and opened her legs and handled her cock

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My mouth gaped as I looked, to the right of her pelvic bone was a full sized penis but no scrotum, and to the left was a vagina with a small clitoris and labia, “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to look like I was gawking,” I said adding, “My husband would be envious for your penis, but he still wouldn’t make it feel as good as you did.” I stood to put on my panties and as I spread my legs I felt more of Sheila’s sperm spill out, it was warm as it ran down my legs. Sharon started rubbing it all over my legs and buttocks; the smell of it was titillating.

 

Sharon knelt in front of Sheila and while milking her shaft she explained, “Sheila has everything but a cervix; her testicles are next to her ovaries, the spermatic cord and fallopian tubes are entwined and empty into her urethra. So sometimes when she cums both sperm and ovum are ejaculated. She doesn’t produce the enzyme needed for the sperm to enter the ovum so she can’t get herself pregnant, but she can get you pregnant, she is very potent, and as you found out very virile.”

 

“I haven’t ovulated in months, I think my body knows not to.” I assured and asked, “Even though the surprise is done do you think we might have another threesome some time?”

 

Sheila answered, “I think we might work something out. What do you think Sharon you want a three some with Renee?”

 

“I love to but only if she promises to cut the bastard off two weeks before hand.” Sharon replied then demanding, “I want her hungry.”

 

“Well that sounds reasonable. What do you say?” Sheila asked.

 

“Consider him cut off, and as fulfilling as you two were I will be starving by the time I get home.” I replied sharply. The three of us lazily walked back to our cars they were the only cars on the street. When we got there I said, “I don’t know what your schedule is like so call me and I handed Sheila my numbers and e-mail address. They each gave me a lingering kiss and hug, and then gave me their number and e-mail addresses, and we drove off in different directions.

 

 

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