“happy birthday babe”

Chapter 1

          There’s no way to fully describe the magnificence of my family home.  The house was over a hundred years old and was huge.  To this day I still don’t know how many rooms there were.  The house was always full of people, music, wonderful foods, and lots of other beautiful things.  I remember the trees, the honeysuckle, and the creek where I went swimming on hot days.  It truly was a wonderful life, if you were white. 

          South Carolina was the heart of soul of southern living before the Civil War.  If you were white and had money there wasn’t anything better than plantation living.  We had beautiful horses to ride, the ocean was close by, and dresses of every color or style you could think of.  The only thing that could have made life better would be would have been to have my mother with me.  She died giving birth to me.

          My father was a wonderful man.  He made sure that I had almost everything I needed or wanted.  When I was very young his love was all I needed or wanted.  He loved me and took good care of me.  But as I grew older my view of him changed.  I found out what a slave was and that we had many.  It disturbed me greatly that the people that took care of me and my home were considered property.  As I grew up I learned to love most of the house staff.  Since my father was a very busy man and traveled a lot the house staff was responsible for raising me.  I had governesses from time to time, but daddy, soon or later, would try to bed them and they would leave.

          The cook was a wonderful fat old black woman.  She made special dishes for me for when daddy wasn’t looking.  She treated me like I was her daughter and I loved her for it.  She had a daughter about my age and we spent almost all our time together, whenever daddy wasn’t home.  We were the best of friends.  My father hated it.  He made sure that I was taught the difference between black people, slaves, and us.  I was taught that we superior and that black’s weren’t worth much except for brute labor.  I was allowed to play with Sarah only when we were alone, no guest or visitors.  If any other white people were around I was supposed to treat the slaves like trash.  I hated doing it but it was the only way that daddy would allow me to play with Sarah.

          Whites are supposed to better than blacks, so socializing was forbidden.  Treating a black person kindly or have a relationship (sex) with them would earn you the label of NIGGER LOVER.  Life was pure hell for anyone earning that kind of label.  I’ve seen best friends turn on each other, offenders beaten, and even killed because of stuff like this.  Don’t ask what would happen to the slave.

          Those were the daytime rules and they were followed to the letter.  What happens at night and in private was a completely different matter.  More than one white slave owner would slip into the bed of one of his black women slaves.  This included my father.  Without my mother around the only sex he got was from some of the slave women that worked in the house.  The women couldn’t complain or do anything about it.  Punishment for slaves was plain awful.  I never really noticed anything when I was younger.  But as I got older I started seeing things I wished I hadn’t.  More than once I walked into I room only to find my father getting a blow job from one of the black women.  I also heard moans coming from his room at night.

          A white man having sex with a black women was overlooked by the locals as long as it wasn’t made public.  After all, Thomas Jefferson had a black mistress.  However, a white woman having sex with a black man was treated very seriously.  Just the idea of it drove most white men crazy.  Punishment for such things were unbelievable.  I remember one time a husband found out his wife was fucking several of his black slaves.  He tried to claim that she was raped but the truth came out.  She was paraded in front of the town where her husband beat her with a bull whip.  The other women shaved her head and she was forced to leave town with nothing but the clothes on her back.  They hung her black lovers. 

          Another rule for plantation living was that fathers arranged dates and marriages for their daughters.  Most of the time it was a business deal, plain and simple.  By the time I was 14, daddy was already looking for me a husband.  Thank god I had Sarah to talk to.  We couldn’t have been closer.  Even with the rules working against us, we found time to do things and go places.  I loved living on the plantation but hated all of the double standard rules.

Chapter 2

          Everything changed on my 15^th birthday.  A huge party was planned and my father kept hinting that he had a very special surprise for me.  I couldn’t wait for the party.  Sarah had told me that she had a surprise for me too.  I knew she couldn’t come to the party, so I went looking for her before the guests started to arrive.  I couldn’t find her anywhere.  I stopped by my father study to see if he knew where Sarah was.  I opened the door slowly because I heard noises that usually meant my father was getting a blow job.  I had spied on him a few times.  My guess was right.  He had his hands around someone’s head while he fucked her face.  I couldn’t see who it was at first but was horrified when I found out it was Sarah.  My father was ramming his cock all the way down her throat.  It most not have been the first time he had done this to her because she didn’t have any trouble with having her throat fucked.  I hated him for it, but I couldn’t stop watching.  I knew when he was about to cum by the noises he was making.  He told her to swallow all of it or she would be punished.  Swallow it she did.

          The birthday party started right on time.  There were lots of people and tons of presents.  The food was better than ever and the entertainment kept everyone happy.  It was a wonderful night.  But I couldn’t get the vision of Sarah’s lips wrapped around my father’s cock.  I still could see her throat bulge as my father’s cock shot off.

          Near the end of the evening my father gathered everyone around us.  He wanted to give me my surprise and he wanted to do it in front of everyone.  He had me close my eyes and I felt someone holding my hands in a very caring way.  When I opened my eyes I was looking into the face of a young man a little older than myself.  He was introduced to me as Josh and that my surprise was that Josh was to be my husband.  My father was so proud of himself. 

          I was in shock.  I knew this day was coming but I was shocked just the same.  I had no voice in the subject and the wedding date had already been agreed upon.  Josh’s family owned a fleet of ships and a partnership with my family would make both families very rich, or richer.  Just like I said, a business deal, plain and simple.

          A week later I was married and living in Josh’s family home in Charleston.  It was a nice place and they all treated me well.  Josh was a nice man and he was very happy with his side of the deal.  He thought I was beautiful.  But I missed my home.

          I was a virgin when I married Josh but he took care of that the second he got me alone.  I had seen my father getting blow jobs and I had seen animals having sex, so I had some kind of idea what I was in for.  I’d love to write more about my first time but there wasn’t much to say.  It hurt a little,  lasted only a few seconds, and it was over.

          Josh made it clear that he wanted a big family and he wanted to start right away.  What that really means is that he fucked me morning, noon, and night.  I’d like to say that I enjoyed the sex but it never lasted long enough.  Josh was only concerned with his own pleasure.  I didn’t complain because I didn’t know it could be any other way.  I just did what I was supposed to do.  

          This lifestyle lasted about six months.  Josh was getting upset with me because I still wasn’t pregnant.  He was such a child about the whole thing.  He acted as if I had control over the situation.  We saw a doctor but medicinal knowledge was very limited.  After all was said and done, the doctor blamed a horseback riding accident when I was 10 years old for my condition.  He said I would never be able to have children, but I thought he was a nut.  Josh didn’t.

          The marriage was annulled and I was sent home.  I thought my father would be upset with me also.  My “condition” had put a very important partnership in jeopardy.  However the partnership held because both sides were making enough money to overlook this situation.  Either way, I was happy to be home.

          I had only been gone six months but a lot of things had changed.  I had changed.  I was a woman now.  Sarah was different too.  She used to be happy to see me and we could talk about anything.  But something was happening to her and she didn’t want to talk about it.  I tried to leave things alone but I needed my best friend back.  I had a lot I needed to talk to her about and it was clear that she did too.  So I pressed the issue and made her talk to me.

          On most plantations the slaves are coupled together and forced to have children.  This arrangement formed families within the slave population.  Most slave owners saw this as a way to control the slave population without using force.  My father had other ideas.  He believed that a family would cause his slaves to want to escape.  He believed that the male slave was more valuable than to female and that he could get more out of his males if he used his females as enticements.  My father breeded the females like they were livestock.  Each woman would have several different males visit them at night.  With the lights out nobody knew who was having sex with whom.  Nobody knew who knocked up whom.  The females bred more slaves and the males had nothing else to do with it.  All they knew is that if they stayed out of trouble and they got their work done there was pussy tonight.  This was what was happening to Sarah.

Chapter 3

          When I finally got her talking about the situation I couldn’t get her to stop.  She was upset because she didn’t want to get pregnant.  I would have thought she would be upset about the sex and the way she was being treated.  Sarah said that the sex was great and she couldn’t wait for night time to come.  She said that each night she was visited by at least three different black men and they fuck the hell out of her.  She said the orgasms were better than she had been told they would be.  I didn’t know what an orgasm was, nobody had ever talked to me much about sex.

          I told Sarah about my situation.  She wanted to know if I had any feelings for Josh and the truth is, I didn’t really know.  She was surprised that I had never had an orgasm with all the sex I was having.  With the ice broken, we talked for hours.  We compared our lives and I found myself getting a little jealous every time she talked about her sex life.  I knew it was going to be very difficult finding a husband knowing that I couldn’t have children.  A white woman didn’t just fuck around either, unless she was a working whore or something.  So, finding someone to give me that missing orgasm wasn’t going to be easy.

          Sarah might have been a slave but she was very smart.  When I was younger I taught her how to read and write myself, against my father’s wishes.  She picked it up faster than I did.  She understood my situation very well and I could tell by the smirk on her face that she had a plan.  I didn’t have to push her too hard for her to tell me what she had in mind.  She could be quite clever when she wanted to be.

          She told me to come by here room, out behind the barn, before it got dark outside.  She said that I could take her place in her bed tonight.  Before I could object she pointed out that the room would be dark and nobody would know the difference.  I knew what the punishment would be if any of us got caught.  Sarah said that there was nothing to be afraid of and that she would be there, in a dark corner of the room.  When I told her I was too afraid to do anything like that she suggested that I come and hide in that same dark corner and watch and listen.  She said I could make up my mind about switching places later.

          I was curious and a little horny, so I told her I would be there right after supper.  With that Sarah had to go back to work.  I found things to keep me busy for the rest of the day, but I couldn’t take my mind off tonight.  My pussy was wet and I really could have used a husband right about now.  I kept asking myself if I could every let a slave, a black man, have sex with me.  Of all the white people I knew I was the most open minded.  I didn’t have a problem with the slaves and hated the way they were treated.  But I didn’t know if I could go as far as to have sex with a black man.  All I could do was take this one step at a time.

          I arrived at Sarah’s shack just before dark.  She took me inside and told me to hide in the corner.  She said that the only light in the room would be from the moonlight coming through the window.  As soon as everything was set Sarah blew out her lantern and climbed in the bed.  She was naked because she would have no need for clothes with what was about to happen to her.  I could tell that she was very excited.

          We only waited a few minutes when we heard a knock on the door.  Sarah said nothing.  The unseen visitor opened the door and let himself in and walked over to the bed.  He quickly got out of his clothes and started to climb onto the bed with Sarah.  For just a second I was able to see his naked body, mainly his cock.  I had never believed anything could be that big.  It pointed straight out from his body and was as big around as my wrist.  I couldn’t tell how long his cock was but I knew it was at least twice as big as my former husbands.

          He climbed onto the bed and right between Sarah’s legs.  I could tell by her moans when he found the entrance to her pussy.  She must have been doing this for some time now because the unknown black man drove his cock all the way home in one thrust.  He pounded away at her pussy as hard as he could.  There was no romance, tenderness, or love like my husband had shown me.  It was raw power.  All I could hear was the slapping noises of his body making contact with Sarah’s body.  Sarah was moaning like crazy.  This attack, sex, or whatever you want to call it, was driving her crazy.  She loved it, every minute of it.  She kept saying that she was cumming, over and over again.  This must have been what she called an orgasm.

          As quick as it started, it was over.  The black man grunted a few times, arched his back, and every muscle in his body tightened.  And then he was gone.  I thought it was over but I was wrong.  The door opened again and another man came into the room.  He also got undress and climbed between Sarah’s legs.  He also rammed his cock home.  He made more noises than the first man.  But everything else was the same.  He fucked the hell out of Sarah and she cam over and over again.  The second black man emptied his load of cum in her pussy.  Then he was gone.

          I wanted to get up and leave but a third man entered the room before I could get up.  I was forced to stay there, in the dark corner, and watch as three more men fucked Sarah.  I didn’t think anybody could enjoy anything as much as Sarah enjoyed her breeding.  When it was over I told her that we would talk tomorrow and left for my room.  I couldn’t sleep because I was so turned I.  I had never played with myself before but I did that night.  I think I might have had my first orgasm that night.  I slept well afterwards.

Chapter 4

          The sun came up the next morning long before I wanted.  I couldn’t keep my eyes open at breakfast.  This was something my father noticed several times.  I told him that I hadn’t slept well and that I would like it if he would allow Sarah to spend the day with me.  I told him I had many things to do and that I wanted to go into town.  He knew how much I cared for Sarah and, even though he didn’t like it, agreed to my request.

          I quickly got myself ready after finishing breakfast.  I found Sarah and told her to come with me.  Several of the stable boys had a horse and buggy waiting for us.  The story I told my father, of course, was total bullshit.  All I wanted was to find a nice, quite, cool place where Sarah and I could talk.  I had a favorite place down by the ocean.  There was a nice place with several trees for shade, a continuous breeze, and beautiful scenery.  I had also had the kitchen staff to pack us a nice picnic lunch.  We were set for a long day of talking.

          We talked about everything that had happened the night before.  I asked her how many times she had been visited like last night.  Sarah said that it start right after I got married and moved away.  She said it started slowly, only one or two men every other evening.  She said that the men hadn’t enjoyed being with her because she cried the whole time.  Sarah said that she was not a virgin but these men were bigger, much bigger.  I asked her if my father had ever fucked her.  She said that he was the first and that one of his white slave handlers had raped her, a while later, when she took them lunch.

          Sarah said that she was always afraid because that she didn’t want a baby.  Sarah was my age and I know that having a baby would scare the hell out of me.  I told her that last night didn’t sound like someone who was scared.  I asked when being scared changed and what happened.  Sarah was quite for a while, looking for the right words to say.

          She said that one night one of the older black men came to visit her.  Unlike the others, he took some time to talk to me.  She said that he wasn’t mean, but he told her the truth.  The white men controlled her fate and if they wanted her pregnant then she would soon be.  He said that the only thing that they couldn’t control was how much, or little, she enjoyed the sex.

          She said that he was right about the sex.  Sarah said that she would lose herself in the sex.  She said she loved the cocks and how full they made her feel.  She said that as soon as the men saw that she wasn’t crying anymore more of them came to visit her.  She said that last night was how she spent three night’s a week.  On the other nights the men would visit a number of other slave women who were also being bred.

          Sarah said that she still didn’t want a baby, but she couldn’t wait to her next breeding.  I was almost envious of her.  I had had lots of sex with my husband, but I never got the pleasure that Sarah had gotten last night.  I told her that I wished I would get luck enough to meet someone that could provide such pleasure for me.  I wanted it so.

          Sarah just sat there with the biggest shit eating grin I had ever seen.  She said that all I had to do was to trade places with her tomorrow night.  She said that the men, my father, or anyone else would ever know the difference.  I was scared, tempted, but scared.  I told her that I would think about it.  The truth was I wanted the sex very much.  What I was afraid of was those giant cocks.  I was sure that they would ripe up open and that the slave would know it was me.

          We spent the rest of the day talking and enjoying ourselves.  Sarah didn’t get many days like this, so I wanted to make sure she enjoyed herself.  We got back to the main house an hour or so before dinner.  Sarah thanked me for the day and I told her that I would consider her offer.  Even though I was scared, all that talk about sex and fucking made me so horny I could stand it.  I played with myself before dinner, after dinner, and when I went to bed.  I didn’t sleep well either.  When I did sleep I would dream about one of our big black hung slaves climbing into bed with me and fucking the hell out of me.  I woke up hornier than when I went to bed.  I needed to find Sarah.

Chapter 5

          I found Sarah in the kitchen doing dishes.  I guess I missed breakfast because I was too busy cramming my fingers into my pussy.  I was lost in my passion.  All I said to her was “set it up!”  Sarah died laughing.

          Right before lunch Sarah walked out back where I was reading a book and said “see you tonight”.  That was all she said.  My pussy got wet at hearing those three words.  What the hell was happening to me?  I was about to break the worst possible rule of the south and I didn’t give a damn.  A black man/men, were about to stick big, long, hard cocks inside me and I couldn’t wait.

          Time passed faster than I could ever remember.  Before I knew it I was in Sarah’s bed, naked, and waiting for my first visitor.  Sarah was hiding in the same corner I had two nights ago.  Every started out just like the other night.  There was a knock at the door, a man let himself in, stripped himself naked, and climbed on the bed.  It wasn’t until that moment that I realized just how big this black man was and his cock matched.  How the hell was that going to fit in my pussy?  And the other night the men just crammed it in.  That would kill me.  What was I going to do? 

          I was trapped.  I couldn’t get up and leave.  I couldn’t say anything or even scream or the men would know that they weren’t fucking Sarah.  Turns out it was a good thing my mind was obsessing about this situation because I didn’t notice when the first slave lined his cock up and rammed it home.

          I had never felt anything like that before and hoped to never again.  Later that night I would be singing a different tune.  His cock hit places inside me never touched before.  He seemed to notice that there was a difference and slowed down, thank god.  To my surprise the pain calmed down as my pussy became accustomed to that giant cock.  I heard the man say something like “you sure are tight tonight”.  With that he sped up and in no time he was grunting and shooting a huge load of cum inside me.

          I hardly had time to calm down and get my breath back from black man number one when black man number two came in.  In no time my pussy was full again.  This man wasn’t quite as big and it felt really good.  I soon found myself matching his thrusts with ones of my own.  I moaned and begged him to fuck me harder.  I soon felt the beginnings of an orgasm, but this was different.  I knew what it felt like to make myself cum using my fingers, but this was something else.  This was more powerful.

          Sarah had told me not to make any sounds or the men would know that they weren’t fucking her.  I just couldn’t control myself and my excitement must have had an effect on the owner of the black cock ramming into my pussy.  He started grunting and his strokes grow longer and harder.  Soon I felt my pussy being filled again with more cum than my pussy could hold.  Each thrust caused cum to be forced from my pussy.  It ran down the outside of my pussy lips and down to the crack of my ass.  The bed sheets were totally wet and I had had only two visitors.

          As I caught my breath I heard some conversation outside Sarah’s door.  Soon the third black man was between my legs.  This man was huge and, unlike the last two, he took his time working his cock into my pussy.  Unlike the other two men, this slave talked to me.  He told me what he was doing and what he was going to do.  As soon as he felt my pussy could handle his cock he started to pound away.  It was about this time that I heard him say something that made my blood run cold.  He said that I had a tight pussy and that he had never had a white girl before.

          I said “WHAT” about the same time that Sarah did.  The man never stopped fucking me.  He didn’t last long and pulled out of me as if he was in a hurry.  Could it have been because I was so tight, or because he was so big, or because he knew he was fucked when he let us know that I was not Sarah?  Either way, I was totally screwed.  Sarah jumped the man as soon as he got off of me.  She wanted to know what he knew.  The man calmed Sarah down and told her that the first man noticed the difference and knew something was up.  He relayed this to the second man.  The noises I made, the differences between Sarah and myself, or maybe he saw Sarah in the corner.  The second man knew I wasn’t Sarah and told this man that he thought I was in the bed instead of Sarah.

          I was surprised that they would talk so openly about this considering what would happen if they got caught.  Either way he said that there were four more black men outside wanting some white pussy.  I was so scared.  But Sarah took charge and told me to get back in the bed.  She said that while I took care of the next man she would talk to the rest.  She wanted to make sure that they kept their mouths shut or we all were dead.  I have no idea why I did as Sarah said, but I did. 

          Sarah left the room with man number three.  A second or two later another man entered the room.  I did nothing as he undressed and climbed onto the bed.  This wasn’t fun any more but I was too scared to run away.  That would cause a scene and attention is the one thing nobody wanted right now.  So I tried to pay attention to what I was doing.  The black man was very big and I thought he might crush me.  But he didn’t.  He moved my legs over his shoulders and propped himself up with his arms.  He stuck his cock into my pussy and started working it in and out. 

          All I wanted was for this night to be over.  I had been fucked like I had never been before.  I had had an orgasm.  It had been great.  But now I just wanted it to be finished.  That is what my mind said, but my body had other ideas.  I heard myself moan and felt my body move.  Being in this position allowed the black man to go deeper and to drive his cock in harder than any of the others.  I soon had another orgasm and it was ever stronger than the first.  I couldn’t control myself anymore.  I sound had another orgasm, then another, and another.  I was in the middle of my latest orgasm when the black man exploded in my pussy.

          Now every whiter person I had ever met always referred to the slaves as niggers.  I had never used the word myself, until that very moment.  I heard myself say “I love nigger cock.  Fuck me damn it”.  The man was a little shocked, and then laughed.  He said that there were several other niggers outside that could help me with that.  And help me they did.  Four more men entered the room and took great pleasure in fucking the hell out of me.  I had at least two orgasms per black cock.  By the time the last man was done I didn’t care about anything else but being fucked by nigger cock.  I still hated that word but those men seemed to find it funny hearing me say it.

Final

          I could hardly walk the next day.  I didn’t even know how I got back to my room.  Sarah found me resting out by the oak tree in the afternoon.  She told me that she talked with everybody that visited us last night.  Everybody promised to keep their mouths shut.  They promised to not even say anything to the other slaves.  I asked her how she pulled that off.  She said that it was simple.  Sarah said that if word got out that she would tell everybody that I was gang raped.  Most white men would jump at the chance to believe that story.  Hanging niggers was a fun thing for white men to do on a boring Saturday afternoon.  They got the point.

          Then Sarah smiled and said that she also told them that if they spoiled things by shooting off their mouths that there might not ever be a repeat of last night.  I was shocked that she even considered repeating last night again and I told her so.  She asked me if I had any male suitors calling on me.  She asked me if I had ever seen or heard of a white man with a cock as big as what I got last night.  She asked me if I know any respectable white women who get fucked seven times in a night.  The answer to all of her questions was NO.

          I told Sarah that I would think about it but that I was so confused.  It had been the best sex ever.  But everything I had ever been taught said that this was wrong.  Only whores acted like I had last night, at least publicly.  I had so much to lose.

          After a few weeks I came up with an idea that could keep my reputation safe and allow for some night time fun.  I told my father that I was too old to be living at home.  I told him that I wanted to move into the cottage down by the lake.  I told him that I would be safe because I wanted some of the slaves to work for me.  They could take care of my needs and stand guard at night.  I also said that I was close enough to home that I could visit whenever I wanted.  I was surprised when he agreed.

          I had Sarah and most of the men that fucked me that night moved into my care.  As soon as everything was set up the fun began.  Each night one slave stood guard, to make sure that no whites were around and watching.  The others would visit either Sarah or myself each night.  I spent most nights with a huge black cock in my pussy.  Sarah even taught me how to suck cock.  I was never as good at it as she was but it did make things more interesting.  While one black stud would be pounding away at my pussy I would use my mouth to get the next one ready to fuck me.  Ever so often a black man would get too excited and cum in my mouth.  It took some getting used to it but I soon found that I enjoyed the taste of cum.

          Over the years I had a few white suitors.  I even let a few of them fuck me, which was not normal for a good white woman to do.  But nobody ever offered to marry me.  If they had my night fun would have to end.  Needless to say I wasn’t disappointed at not having a husband.  I had something better.  I had tons and tons of orgasms and lots of huge nigger dick.  What else could a southern bell ever need?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live on the second story of an apartment complex. I had plenty of neighbors, but I chose to keep to myself, to avoid problems with other neighbors. The majority of the neighbors were married, or common law marriage. I would sit in my window, and watch the couples go places together, sometimes I would hear them argue. It was just normal couple disagreements. Nothing major.

I was single, and hating it. I wanted to feel true love for the very first time. I have had boyfriends, but they didn’t want real love. I wasn’t good in relationships. I didn’t understand why they would end in a brief time.. I don’t sleep around, nor did I tease men, to make them think I would sleep with them.

 I'm an attractive black woman, and it was told to me that I intimidate men. Men think because I'm so pretty that I wouldn’t give them the time of day. So I was rarely approached.

 Going through some unpleasant relationships, I would know when a man was attracted to me, but I wouldn’t give him eye contact. Fear of being hurt again. I would feel his eyes on me, and I would drop my head or look away.

Being so use to being by myself for years, I had grown custom to it. I would get on my computer and go into the chat rooms.

I had online buddies, no one I knew personally.

One day my computer crashed, so I called a friend of mine and asked her who did she get to fix her computer. She told me of this guy who fixes computers, for a little bit of nothing. So she called him and asked him would he take a look at mine. He told her he would, and she gave him my address. He arrived in 45 minutes

I didn’t know much about technology and computers. All I knew was basic things, like how to surf the web, check my email, and use the word pad.

I watched him when he had pulled up in front on my building. He was driving a very nice truck.

When he got out of his truck, he was  on the phone having a conversation with someone. I had recognized him from church, and he had a distinguished look about himself. He was very handsome. I thought back to a fashion show that the church was giving. I was helping out with the children, and he was the photographer, and he was taking many shots of me, with a big smile on his face.

When he knocked on my door, I said to him, I recognized you from church, he said he remembers also.

So I invited him in, and showed him the computer. He turned it on, and the screen said something foreign to me. He knew what the problem was. He pushed a few buttons, and the Windows XP started up.

I asked him was it that simple, and he said yes, just to start it up. He then told me the other problems with it. He messes around with for a while trying to find out what exactly what was wrong with it. He then excused himself, to go to his truck, to get his computer software, which are different software c.d's.

When he came back in the house, he installed, different things that I needed that I didn’t have.

Most of the time I was quiet, just watching him in amazement. He told me that it needed other things installed that he had left at home. He said he would return the following day. He then took his tools back to his truck, and he then lit a cigarette. I just started laughing, and he had a strange look upon his face. I told him I was hiding the fact that I smoke, because smoking sometimes offends others. At that point I went in my pocket and got me a cigarette and lit it. He stood there and we conversated for about an hour, and he then said he had to leave.

 The next day he returned around 12:00 noon, and he brought other things to try to fix my pc. He talked about his love for computers and he taught himself everything to know by taking them apart, and finding out what makes them work. I told him I wanted to be able to get on the internet, but he said I needed something else, and he had one that I could use. Well the day went by, and he stopped working on the computer, and it was time to leave. So we said our goodbyes and he started up his truck, then he rolled down his window and told me to look for his earpiece to his phone, he think he left it. So I said okay I’ll go look right now. He then said no don’t look right now, wait, it'll give me a reason to come back, and I smiled.

That told me that he was attracted to me. I thought to myself, damn, he's married.

The next day he came back, but now it was different, because I knew he liked me, and I kind of liked him too, but I figured he was married. When he walked in the door he had a computer with him, and he told me that mines had major problems, so I could use his. He didn’t even know me but he gave me one of his. That’s when I seen that he was a very nice man. I really appreciated that.

 He set up the internet, and put special things on it for me, and personally set it up like it was mines. He was very thoughtful.

I took the computer in my bedroom, since he set it up for my personal use.. It should be in my room for easy access.

The days went by, and I looked forward to seeing him. Now after he has everything set up for my use, he then started showing me how to use everything he had installed on the computer.

  When I would type something and got stuck, he would put his hand over mine to move the mouse, he done this frequently.

He told me that he enjoyed our conversations, and I did too. I then asked him was he married, and he laughed, and said no.

That was a breath of fresh air. He made frequent visits. As a matter of fact, he came over every day.

One day I as I sat at my computer, he just stared at me, and planted a kiss on me. I was so in shock, I didn’t know what to do, but kiss him back. But the kiss was aggressive, and I didn’t like it. But I didn’t say anything about. It got to the point that we were boyfriend and girlfriend. But the kisses I didn’t like. He is a very understanding person, so I decided to gently discuss the issue.

I asked him would he mind if I showed him how I would like for him to kiss me, and he agreed. So I kissed on his lips nice and sweet. I licked his lips with the tip of my tongue. then kissed him softly, and slid my tongue in his mouth, barely touching his tongue with mine and our lips met, and from there it was the most passionate kiss ever. He got aroused and I felt him, and it made me hot.

We stared into each others eyes, and he said he could get use to that kind of kiss because he enjoyed it. I asked him what sign was he, and he told me that he was a Scorpio, and I smiled and told him I was also. He then stated the myths about Scorpios. I told him, it's true, we are very sexual people.

We had gotten comfortable with each other now. We started sitting in his truck to the wee hours of the night just laughing, talking and getting to know each other. This became an everyday thing.

 One night as we were sitting in the truck, he had parked in my mom’s driveway. He got in the second seat and relaxed and asked me to join him, so I did. He held me in his arms, and we just talked and listened to music. We fell asleep for a while, just being so relaxed in each others arms. It felt so good to be held, and not expected to put out. This was a real man. He never made a move on me, and the intensity of the sexual side of us was there, but it wasn’t rushed, it was time consuming. We had plenty of times to make love but we didn’t.

He told me that he didn’t want to make love to me; he just wants to taste me. So he kissed me on my neck, released the snap of my bra, and licked on my ears. He so understood when I told him that I had never expressed with anyone before.

I told him while he was licking on me that I’ve never felt an orgasm. I have had wet dreams, and the feelings I would get in my vagina I never had felt in reality. I also told him that I would masturbate from time to time, but I wanted a man to give me that pleasure that I gave myself.

 He took his hand and slowly moved it down while he was kissing me, looking into my eyes with the deepest look of concern on his face. He told me he's going to be that man. He explained to me that many men don’t have enough patience to satisfy a woman’s need, they only think of getting there orgasm, not hers. He explained to me as he was touching me that he was there to satisfy my sexual needs. As he kissed on my neck, he moved his fingers down, and unbuttoned my pants. He slid his fingers inside of my panties and started to caress my vagina, it was very pleasing. He then looked into my eyes, and told me, that after him, I wont settle for less.

He put his finger inside of me, and asked me did I like it, and I moaned yes to him. He told me to tell him where to touch me. In detail I told him where my hot spots are. He touched me, and caressed me with such sensual looks at me. He knew I wanted him, but he didn't give himself to me. I told him, I wanted him, and he said not yet boo. He told me to just lay back and enjoy what he was about to do to me. I was totally relaxed with him, I loved him every second that he spent making love to me with his words and his hands. Finally the moans got louder, his strokes were more aggressive. My body was on fire. Every inch of my body, was trembling with desire. I told him I love him, and then he pulled my panties all the way off. He began to suck on my breasts, then he told me now he wanted to taste my cum. So he started licking me from head to toe. Moved his way back to my mid portion and licked on my stomach, then he opened my legs, and kissed me on my inner thighs, licked on my second pair of lips, my body was feeling something it had never felt before, and we hadn’t even had sex yet. Then he opened up my vagina and licked up and down, and all around. He stuck his tongue inside of me and tongue fucked me. The feeling was so intense. He constantly asked me did I like the feeling, and I just moaned yes to him.

That warm feeling of desire, was like oh my God, what is happening to me. I clutched on to his hands, and called out his name, and told him I love him so much. He got more aggressive, my body was about to explode, I held on to him for dear life, then all of a sudden, my vagina started throbbing, and pulsing, and I came. I moaned so loud that I had to grab on to something to cover my mouth. He was so into satisfying me that time went by in an hour and thirty minutes, that we didn’t realize how long he had been down there.

The tension was high, because we were sitting in his truck parked in my moms driveway, but it felt so good that if the police had come I wouldn’t of let him stop.

After he made sure I was satisfied, he got up, kissed me, and told me he loves me too. I never have had an experience like that.

He still wouldn’t make love to me, and he knew I wanted him. But he refused to. He said he was here to satisfy my needs, but in due time I'll get all of him.

The days went by, and we were very close, and I was so much in love with this man. He told me how beautiful I am, he told me I am his princess. He started bringing me gifts. Taking me places, and keeping my gas tank filled up.

 As the days pass we were inseparable, when you saw him, you saw me. He constantly hugs me and show affection to me.

He finally told me that he had been wanting me from the first time he saw me. He said he just wanted to fuck me, with no strings attached. But when he got to know me, he wanted a relationship with me and fell in love with me.Â

I still had issues from my past relationships, but I wanted to be with him. He was different. So caring and giving. So sincere.

I loved everything about him. He wanted me to masturbate in front of him. So I did. He wanted me to give myself multible orgasms.

As I touched myself he had a look of amazement on his face, he got aroused by just watching me.Watching my facial expressions he was also rubbing and touching on me.

Looking back at my past relationships, they were nothing compared to this..

As the month progresses we done normal things that couple do. He took me shopping, holding on to me while we're walking. He shows so much affection, till I still think i'm dreaming, but I pinch myself, and realize it's not a dream it's reality.

One night he said he wanted to take me for a ride, so I agreed to go, and he took me to this beautiful place called Paradise. He blindfolded my eyes, a few minutes before we arrived there. He said to me tonite will be a night to remember. He stopped the truck, got out and opened my door. He took me to a room and told me to put on the dress that was hanging in there.He told me to put back on the blindfold when I was dressed, so I did. He took my hand and told me not to peep. So I didnt, but my ears were open to the sounds I heard around me. I heard the sound of water, soft music, and the smell of something that smelled very delightful. He led me thru some doors and up a couple of steps. He stood behind me, and pulled out a chair, and had me to sit. Then he removed the blindfold from my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I was speechless. I was in paradise.This place so beautiful, it had ice scultures all around.

A waterfall of champagne and tropical fruit to be eaten. The table was set for two. It had fruit, champagne glasses, hand sewn napkins. The food was delicious. He fed me from his plate, I fed him from mine. He got up out of his chair, and came on my side of the table, and reached for my hand, for us to dance. The music that played was music that you don’t hear much. It was very sensual, romantic music. I enjoyed it. We danced and held each other; he once again told me that he loved me.

As we danced the manager of Paradise came and whispered something in his ear.

He then cut our dance off, and with a smile on his face, gently pulled me towards him, and said lets go. So I grabbed my jacket and he helped me put it on, and he told me to put back on my blind folds.

I felt my heart race, thinking what else could be going on. He led me to an elevator. I could hear the sounds of the floor stops, and the feeling of going up. He looks at me and said what are you smiling at? I was saying to myself that this man is one that is extremely romantic, and I love every minute that he shares with me. Finally we reach the designated floor, and we get off of the elevator, I can feel him gripping my hand tighter. He says to me just be patient boo, I feel your going to bust, you have to remain calm and patient. I was about to explode. So I took a deep breath, and exhaled. I then heard the door behind me close. He then reminded me, that after him, if it be any man, that he was going to have to know how to please me in all ways.

He still would not let me take off the blind fold, and had me to sit on a chair. He told me again not to peep, as he excused himself. I then heard the sound of running water. Curiosity was building up, and I wanted so bad to peep just a little, but I knew that I was in good hands, and didn’t peep.

My other 4 senses had been kicking in strong, since he had me blindfolded. I could smell the fragrance of fruit, and he knew that I love fruit scent fragrances. I also heard the water suddenly stop running. Shortly after hearing the water stop, I could feel him at me knees. I felt around, and touched his face, I felt for his lips, and pulled him close to me and I wanted him to know how much I’m enjoying it, and I kissed him on his soft sweet lips. He then caressed my legs, from thigh to toe, and pulled me closer to him and unzipped me dress. He took his time and gently pushed down the sleeves of my dress, as he kissed on my neck. Once he had the dress midway down, I felt him stand to his feet, and pull me up to him, and continued to unzip the rest of the dress. It fell to the floor. I felt a quick breeze come upon me, as I was so hot for him.

Still being blindfolded he guided my hands towards his chest, for me to unbutton his shirt.

But I unbuttoned his pants first, unzipped then and let the fall to the floor. At the same time, we both stepped away from our garment on the floor. He told me that he’s going to make this a night that I’ll never forget. I proceeded to unbutton his shirt, and I kissed on his chest. I went to his left nipple, and gently started to bite and nibble on it. He was getting aroused and I was having a feeling of ecstasy. He guided me to the bathroom, I knew because I felt the coldness of the floor under my feet, and I could feel the vibration of the Jacuzzi. He told me that he wants to wash my body, and me wash him. He led me to the Jacuzzi and told me to lift up my leg and step in.

The water was just right. I felt bubbles all around me, He took a small drop of bubbles and put it on my nose, and licked it off. He then said aren’t you tired of the blind folds? I said I’m in paradise baby. So he then removed the blind folds and the place was beautiful. The bathroom was huge.

The counters had two sinks with golden accents. There were pink and red rose peddles surrounding me and in the Jacuzzi. Candles were pink and red. He said the red represents his love for me, and the pink is my favorite color, and it also represents marriage.

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"Hi. It's Alice right?"

he extended a strong hand and I shock it, the contact made my heart leap.

"uummm...Yes! thats me. please come in"

I lead him to the kitchen table, it had been all set up for the lesson, I sat down and felt a little dizzie as he sat down and pulled the chair right beside me. He was so perfect like a greek god and he smelt so good.

"ok where will we start"

I jumped I had been day dreaming.

"well I need the most help with english lit at the moment...mostly shakespeare"

he smiled and his whole face lit up. He laughed a little and produced a copy of 'A Midsomer Nights Dream'.

"well thats as good a place as any"

He began to read and explain what the play was about to me. It was all so funny and romantic that I got swept up in it and in a moment of courage I slid my hand onto his knee and leaned in giving him a good view of my pert breasts. I heard his breath catch in his throat as his fingers slid into mine. I looked into his beautiful eyes and he kissed me hard pulling me into his arms my body pressed to his. I moaned a little and wrapped m arms around his waist. He pulled away suddenly.

"we can't. I hardly know you...and you are only 17. I would feel so bad about it"

This time I kissed him just as hard as he had kissed me as i climbed onto his lap.

"I want you more than I have ever wanted anyone in my whole life. I know I am only 17 but I know I can please you. All I ask is that you let me"

He bit his lip and smiled at me again picking me up. He threw me down on the couch and kneeled beside me kissing  down to my cheast. He pulled off my Tank top and unhooked my bra. He grabbed my breasts and began sucking and licking them. Taking one nipple between his teeth he bit it softly at first and them harder and harder till I was moaning hard.

I could feel his manhood pressing against my hip and I reached down. I unbuckeled his belt and them unzipping his jeans I slide my hand in and freed his throbbing memeber. I looked down and the biggest cock I had ever seen looked back up at me. It had tobe at least 9 inches long and anothe inch and a half wide. It pulsed in my hand and grew another inch or so as I began to strooke it.

"damnalice that feels so fucking good"

he moand loudely and began to pull at my skirt till he was able o slide his hand along my thigh and up to my allready wet pussy. He slide one and then two fingers into my tight slight. His breathing got heavier as I began to work his now rock solid cock faster. I bit his ear and wishpered

"fuck me right now"

He growled deeply and pulled me ontop of him. I positioned myself above him and he pulled me down hard onto his huge cock. I felt as though I was going to burst, It was so good and so sore at the same time. We rolled onto the floor and he pushed himself ontop of my pinning my leg behind his shoulder as he fucked me harder.

"you are so fucking tight Alice I think I am going to explode"

I moan and moaned till I could hardly breeth my body pulsing with heat and desire. I dug my nails into his cheast and dragged them down hard leaving lond red marks behind them.

"fuck me harder fuck me fuck me fuck me"

I was screaming now as he plunged so deep inside me it felt like he would poke out of my belly button. I could feel my little slit tighten around him as I began to cum.

"I'm cumming I'm cumming harder harder please harder"

I felt him tense up above me

"I'm cumming too Alice fuck"

he pulled out and exploded all over my nearly naked pussy. I smiled up at him as I began to massage my jizz soaked hole. He kissed me softly and then glanced up at the clock.

"come on little miss its only 1 and we have all of the second act to finish"

I giggled and and put my clothes back on. To this day I can still remember ever word of the second act.
 

            “Becky Farlop”. While glancing at the name tag on the door I knocked and waited. A second or two later, the door opened to reveal a very busty middle-aged women. She wore black rimmed glasses, a white blouse with a black mid-thigh loose skirt. Her dark brown hair fell to her middle back, and she stood a few inches shorter than me. Although quite older than me, she was a looker for sure.

            “Can I help you hun?” Becky asked me with raised eyebrows and tight lips.

            “Yes, my name is Trey, and I would like to hand in this application to you personally, Mrs. Farlop.”

            “And you couldn’t just hand it into the cashier?” She responded. It didn’t sound like a penetrating question, just a curious one.

            “Well I just wanted to make sure it went to someone who was in charge of the store. That way it may get more attention in their hands, yours, than sitting on a shelf under a register.”

            “Hmm, I like the initiative you took. I do need someone to stock the shelves, part-time. If you’d like, you can come in for the interview right now – I’m not busy with other business.”

            “Oh that’d be great. Thank you.”

            She opened the door to me and pointed to a chair sitting in front of her desk, then closed the door as she walked to her own desk chair. Becky’s office was small, but comfortable with a desk in the middle, a couch behind the door, two bookshelves, two chairs in all, and a small table with a plant.

            As I took my seat I noticed Becky bending over and pulling out a sheet of paper from a small stack. Her ass seemed quite fit for a woman around her late thirties. I noticed no ring on her left hand – so probably no husband. Even with her loose skirt on, one could tell she had the right curves.

            When she pulled the paper out, she looked backwards at me. My eyes instantly went to her face and I tried to give a friendly smile. Becky showed no emotion at my smile but sat down and said, “Alright let’s get started.”

            At first she just looked at the application and circled some things, and noted others. Then her voice caught my attention and asked, “Trey, how old are you?”

            “I’m 17.”

            “Do seventeen-year-olds always look at an older woman’s ass as she bends over?”

            Her question didn’t seem to sink in a first. I thought it was just nothing – not even real. But her questioning stare jolted my mind back to the suddenly bad situation at hand.

            “I… I didn’t realize I was staring. I’m sorry,” I stammered out.

            “So staring at an old ladies ass isn’t a normal thing for you?”

            Jeez, she just kept hammering the nail.

            “Well no, it’s not normal. But you’re definitely not an old lady. I wouldn’t say so.”

            With a smile now on her face she said, “Why thank you. Sorry to make it awkward for you. I’m just not used to young men giving me the look over.”

            Relief poured over me. And with relief came confidence. Becky was taking my staring as a compliment, which is always a good sign.

            “I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable by staring a little bit. That wasn’t my intention. I just saw beauty and looked a little longer than necessary.” Silky smooth, I thought to myself.

            There it was: a slight blush, biting of the bottom lip, eyes looking down. “I wasn’t close to being uncomfortable, but as for beauty, I wouldn’t call my behind anything beautiful.”

            “I’m sorry to say this, but you must be crazy. You are very beautiful. Whoever you are currently with is a very lucky guy.”

            “You are too nice.” With a slight frown, she added, “But sadly, I’m not with anyone right now.”

            At this point I figured what the hell. I couldn’t care less if I didn’t get this job or not. I was bound to get a call from the other stores. Might as well swing for the fences while I’m at the plate with nothing to lose.

            “Is there anything I could do to help you out?” I asked, with a wink at the end of the question.

            Becky licked her upper lip - slightly, stood up and started walking over to me. “Yes, just sit still and let me get something I’ve missed out on for awhile now.”

            Grand fucking slam.

            She knelt down in front of me and slid her hand from my knees to my belt buckle. Her hand shook with anticipation as the belt was undone and the pants were unbuttoned. I stood up when she was done, and let her pull down both my boxers and pants. She was a very eager cock sucker, that’s for sure. My right hand held tightly to the desk as my left fell to my side, then to the back of her head as she took my dick into her mouth.

            She swirled her tongue around and around, then pulled off my cock and began licking from the base to the mushroom head. Becky’s right hand held my shaft as her left switched from tossing her hair back, to softly rubbing my balls. I was pretty much in heaven. I say pretty much because right after I thought that, she took my whole cock into her mouth, then her throat and sent her muscles massaging my dick. Then I was in heaven.

            She continued her licking and sucking for a few minutes before I felt that magnificent feeling creeping around down below. Looking down at her complete interest in sucking my dick, I figured she’d know exactly when to be ready – so I didn’t say anything. A moment later, the rushing began and with a deep breath (I’m not a loud guy when I cum) I let loose into her mouth.  Her left hand must have felt the activity because she immediately took just the head into her mouth, placed it on her tongue and opened wide – eyes directly on me as her right hand stroked up and down.

            Shot after shot went into her mouth, the first three going straight back, with the couple more letting go directly on her tongue. When I was pretty much done, and pretty much laying on the desk due to my legs giving out, she close her lips around my head, cleaned me up and opened her mouth to show me my destruction. Winking at me, she closed her mouth and I saw her Adam’s apple move up then down. I got the drift.

            “Your are truly incredible,” I pretty much gasped – my breath was just being caught again.

            “Why thank you Trey. And you are the perfect size ( 7 inches or so, just to give you the picture).”

            “Now it’s my turn.” I took her hand and helped her up from her knees, then sat her down on the couch, facing out. Getting down on my knees, I pulled of my shirt, hiked up her skirt and pulled down a pair of white lace panties. Oh my god, I thought to myself, she shaves. And sure enough there were her smooth lips glistening with some moisture already.

            My face dove forward, and her hands took hold of her thighs to help keep them apart. First I started off just kissing around her sex, teasing her a bit. Her reactions of complete need excited me like no other. But her three simple words of, “Lick me now!” put my priorities straight. Using my fingers I spread her lips apart and worked my tongue along the outside, just outside of her clit, but not touching. Keeping this rhythm going, I switched hands between one rubbing her inner thigh, and the other spreading the lips for my working tongue. Hearing her moans growing louder, I kept her pussy open with one hand and the other gently brushed her clit.

            Becky’s hands let go of her thighs and started pulling off her shirt and bra. But being the focused worker I am, I let my tongue slide down to her hole. First just licking around it, but then diving forward, spearing her like a dick.

            “Ohhhh, fuck yeah. Oh my god, fuck me with your tongue honey,” her moans were low but I heard them just fine.

            Driving in and out with my tongue I looked up to see her top was off, and her fingers of each hand were twisting the nipple of a tit. She was close, I could tell. Becky’s eyes were closed, bottom lip was white from being bitten down on, and her whole body was red. Now I made my move.

            My right hand and tongue switched places quickly. I took her clit in between my lips and flicked it back and forth with my tongue, while my index finger slid easily into her pussy.

            “Ohh, fuck, fuck fuck. OH please don’t stop. EVER!” She said quite loudly. A part of me didn’t want her to be heard, but another wanted for us to be found.

            After sliding in and out I put in two fingers – which brought her over the top. A slow hum was coming out of her mouth, her fingers pinched down hard, and her thighs brought a prison of flesh down around my head. Luckily I got a deep breath in before darkness closed in on me.

            I kept slight movements going throughout her orgasm, keeping the pleasure flowing – but not enough to go over the top. When she finally settled down, she was back to life in an instant.

            “You. Fuck. Me. Now.” Becky ordered at me as she stood up and bent over the back of the chair. “Go fast and hard babe, I need this so fucking bad.”

            To say I argued would be the largest overstatement ever. I practically ran at her and drove my cock in. I got behind her, grabbed her waist in my left, and directed the course of action with my right. With a slight push my head was in, and a moan came out.

            “All the way, all the way,’ she panted. But she wouldn’t get it that easily, no, no.

            Slowly, inch by inch, I moved my cock into her. Of course she tried to speed up the process, but I kept a firm two-handed grip on her ass. When her glorious ass cheeks met my thighs, then I started what she wanted. Fast. I immediately move back than forward and repeated again and again. I don’t think she got in another breath before it was pushed out through a low growl.

            Luckily Becky had a firm stance and a good grip; otherwise the chair would have toppled over. I think the only reason an alarm in the store didn’t go off was because her office was so far in the back of the store. But I’d imagine some customer heard a chorus of moans that wasn’t from the jazzy radio playing over the speakers.

            Slap after slap, my thighs met her ass. What a sight: dick appears, pussy tries to pull it back, pussy succeeds, dick disappears, ass cheeks ripple. In the middle of this, she took her left leg and put it onto the seat of the chair. Wow, I had such a better drive with this new gain in plowing distance. Although marginal – it added up. Plus her body rose more upright, causing us to come to almost touching. I slowly slide my hand up the back of her ass cheeks, through the taunt muscles of her back, over her sides, and the up her front. Both hands grasped a tit, and that is when I realized that she is stacked! I had more than a handful, and her nipples were just the right length when hard. I felt her hand come up and close over my hands, holding them to her tits – so I slowed down a bit. I didn’t want her falling over or anything.

            Kissing the back of her neck, I began to slide my hands from underneath hers (which promptly clasped onto her mounds of pleasure) and ran them down her stomach. I reached the thigh junction, rubbed the inside thighs for a moment (all happening while still driving my fuck stick into her wanting pussy) then cupped her pussy. Left hand fingers found her clit and rubbed away, while my right index and middle fingers rubbed around my cock and her hole.

            About three strokes later she started humming really low, again. I knew what this meant by now and sped up my rhythm. I was close to cumming myself, but not the same time as her. While she road out her climax, I continued pumping away.

            “Mmmm, oh god. Fuck. Are you almost there?” She asked between breaths.

            “Yeah, where do you want it?” I answered.

            With a squeal she said, “Just let it go inside of me, I’m on the pill for my periods. Fill me up babe.”

            I didn’t think a response in words was needed. I just gave her everything I had left in a burst of speed and a moment later drove in hard and stayed there. Spurt after spurt filled her up. A nice warm feeling flooded her pussy (“oohh god, that feels so good” –Becky) and a pumped a little bit to keep things flowing.

            When I was done, and my knees were stable, I slide out of her. The moment I was out though, she was down on her knees again. A manager, a cleaning lady, and a cum lover. If I get hired, I would be in a dream land.

            “You’re good to go,” Becky said when she was done licking all traces of me off of… me.

            “Was my interview a success?” I asked with a grin.

            Standing up with hands on her hips she said, “Be here tomorrow when the store opens at 9 a.m. And be ready for more questions about how well you can handle the job.” I noticed a trickled of my cum starting to slide down her inner right thigh.

            I might just like my new job, in a dream land.

We sat around the pool until it got dark, drinking wine and talking. We then moved inside to the bar and continued our discussions. As the wine flowed the talk got more and more frank and it wasn’t long before the subject turned to sex. Katherine, my wife, started telling Marina how shortly after we met I persuaded her to shave off her pubic hairs. At first she had resisted as she had had a fairly conservative upbringing and felt that this type of thing was really perverted. After a few days of coaxing she had finally agreed and we had shaved her pubic hair off. She went on to say that since that day she had never had long pubes again and that she now kept them either very short or completely shaved. Marina said she had tried to shave but had ended up cutting herself and within a few days the itchy stubble had nearly driven her crazy. That was where I stepped in! “You have to just use the right technique,” I told her “if you follow my step by step instruction it will work fine.” Marina was very skeptical until Katherine took her through to the bedroom and showed her own pussy, which had been shaved 3 days earlier. Marina tentatively asked Katherine whether she could feel how hard the hairs were. “Go ahead” Katherine, said, “Feel how soft they are”.

The girls came back from the room with Katherine looking slightly flushed and Marina with a sparkle in her eyes. Soon afterwards we all went off to bed. As we lay in bed Katherine turned to me and said “you find her very attractive, don’t you?”

  “Was it that obvious?” I asked.

“You sat with your mouth open half the night,” she said.

“What did you guys get up to in here?” I asked, knowing that my wife was very straight.

“I just let Marina see how my shave looked. She did also just feel whether the stubble was hard or not” she said.

“Sheez” I sighed, “what did that feel like?”

“Actually quite nice” she whispered, “a woman’s touch is so much softer than you men”. I eventually fell asleep with all these thoughts rushing around in my head. I had never slept with another woman since I had met Katherine and the possibilities in my mind were mind-boggling.

The next afternoon Katherine and the family were out at movies and I was sitting watching sport on TV when I heard a car arrive outside. A few minutes later Rory and Marina walked into the house. Rory had a glum look on his face. His cell phone had just rung and he had been called out to a breakdown on the plant. No idea how long it would take. He quickly changed into his work clothes and was gone.

Marina walked into the lounge and told me she had something to show me. As I followed her she walked straight into the main bedroom and then through into the bathroom. She turned around to face me and slowly lifted her skirt. She was wearing the sexiest turquoise G-string I have ever seen. Her thumbs hooked the side of the panties and she slowly slid them down exposing a newly shaved pussy. I stared at her pussy. The lips were completely closed with just a hint of a bump that covered her clitoris. “I took you advice and just wanted to tell you how well it worked,” she innocently said.

“Sheez!” I exclaimed, “That is the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen!” Seeing my obvious erection she lifted her hand to mine and guided it onto her bare mound.

“Feel how smooth and soft it feels,” she breathed. My fingers just rubbed over her mound and I could feel hips gently pushing into my hand. I knelt down onto my knees and slowly buried my face into the soft, smooth folds of skin. I breathed in her heavenly scent. I slid my tongue down her slit and started to push it into her now wet pussy. As I started to taste her juices I heard a car pull up outside. I immediately realized that this was the family home. Marina realized what was happening and quickly pulled up her panties and hurried off to her room. By now my hard-on had disappeared and I went out to say hi to the family.

I had no opportunity to pursue my plans with Marina again that day but hoped that an opportunity would arise the next day. On the Sunday we spent the day around the pool having a barbecue. Katherine removed her top and lay by the pool sun tanning. I walked over to her and suggested she take off her bikini bottom and start working on that ‘all over” tan. She glanced over at Rory and Marina and said “don’t you think they will mind?”

“No” I said, “ Marina said last night that she was a bit of an exhibitionist at heart.” My mind was racing at the opportunity to see that beautiful pussy one more time. Katherine thought about it for a few minutes and then slowly slid off her bikini bottom

“Come on Marina , let’s get these bottoms off and get that proper tan going,” she yelled across. Marina looked over at me and slowly unhooked her top and threw it to the ground; next she slipped her bikini bottom off and stepped out of them. “Oh great” yelled Katherine “you did it, how does it feel?”

“The skin is so sensitive from only ever having been shaved once that it feels really erotic.” Marina called back. I looked back at Katherine and couldn’t help noticing that she was looking flushed and her pussy lips were glistening from the moisture. Was this just perspiration or was she getting turned on?

The day sped by and it was soon time for Rory to take Marina to the airport to catch her return flight. I hugged her goodbye and as she put her arms around me she whispered, “There will always be another chance”.

The weeks quickly sped by and my unbelievable experience slowly drifted to the back of my mind, that is until a few months later when we were planning our office Christmas party. I realized that this would be my opportunity to progress what had started earlier in the year.   As was traditional all spouses were invited to the company Christmas party and we tried to keep husbands and wives from sitting together. I felt that it was my privilege to be able to arrange the table seating and obviously made sure that I was seated next to Marina . The long awaited night arrived and we all met at the restaurant. When Marina walked in I knew my wait had been worthwhile. She was wearing a tiny mini skirt with a white lace top. Under the top she had a beautiful white lace bra and the tips of those inviting nipples could be seen through the thin fabric. As she sat down she let her skirt hike up until I could just see the slightest glimpse of her matching white lace panties.   She continued to flirt with me for the remainder of the evening. At one stage she stood up and went off to the ladies room. When she returned she sat down and slipped something onto my lap. I looked down and saw her lace panties lying in my lap, she leaned across and whispered in my ear “a little souvenir for later on” and rubbed her hand across my now throbbing erection. I quickly slipped them into my pocket and fantasized fucking my hand while breathing in her pussy scent. As we got on to dessert I heard her say to the woman sitting next to her that although Rory was very well endowed she always craves sex with men who have enormous pricks. I felt this was a great time to throw in the opinion of an averagely endowed man.

“It’s not the size of the nail but the person hammering the nail” I joked,

“How so?” she asked.

“A really good lover can get you going long before he pulls his prick out of his pants. An educated tongue can be worth much more that a 12’ dick” I retorted. Shortly thereafter the party broke up and we all went our respective ways.

By the time we got home I was so horny, my cock was as hard as a rock. As Katherine slipped into bed I rolled over and put my arms around her. She seemed just as horny as I was as she pushed her newly shaved pussy up against my throbbing cock. We kissed deeply and I felt her hands move down my back and pull my cock hard against her mound. As I rubbed her hard nipples between my fingers she grasped my hard cock and guided it to her wet lips. “I need you inside me” she gasped. I pushed it in about an inch and just teased the inside of her wet pussy. “Fuck me deeper” she breathed into my ear. I then pushed my hard cock deep inside her. She moaned and writhed around as I pounded her waiting pussy. All the excitement of the evening seemed to quickly push both of us over the edge. We lay there quietly, each of us deep in our thoughts. Katherine slid her hands down my body and started to gently fondle my prick. Katherine straddled my body and slowly took my hardening cock into her soft mouth. Above my face I could see her hot pussy with my cum leaking out between her lips and starting to trickle down her thighs. I pulled her pussy down to my waiting lips and tasted my thick cum mixed with her pussy juices. She took my cock deep in her throat and as she sucked on my head her hand started caressing my balls. I sucked her pussy until all the juices were soon running down my throat. I then started to suck her clit in a steady rhythm until I could feel that her orgasm was slowly building. I gently inserted a finger into her waiting pussy and let it rotate around the hot walls of her cunt. She started moaning and writhing around until the floodgates opened which quickly sent me over the edge. We drifted off into a blissful sleep.

A few weeks we held our New Years party. As the house started to fill up we were all very busy welcoming people and getting the barbecue fires going and I didn’t have much time to think about anything else. At about 8pm I was standing at the bar relaxing when Marina walked up. She was dressed in a pair of tight jeans and a white vest. I noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra and I could see the dark patches where her nipples were pressed up against the vest. She took my hand and led me to the dance floor. We had been dancing for a while when a slow number came on. Marina put her arms around me and pressed her firm body up against me; she guided me to a dark corner of the dance floor and gently started to kiss my neck. As our bodies were slowly mingling on the dance floor I felt a gentle tugging at my shorts. As I looked down Marina firmly grasped my now hard cock and gave it a squeeze. “Tonight” she said, “you can try to prove your ‘educated tongue’ theory”. I nearly came on the spot. I rubbed her pussy through her jeans and felt her hips rotate their response.

The biggest challenge that now faced me was how I would be able to slip away from the pool house to the main house without Rory or Katherine noticing. I looked over to the bar and saw that Rory had joined a group of guys sitting at the bar doing their best to kill my tequila supply. His legs were already wobbling. Marina followed my gaze and whispered “leave him to me, just get your side in order.”   I looked around the room for Katherine and finally saw her squatting next to the pool talking to a guy in the pool. She was wearing a tiny red mini skirt and I noticed that the guy in the pool was getting an unobstructed view of her panty-clad pussy. Under normal circumstances I would have beaten the shit out of him for trying to hit on my wife, but for now she was out of the way. Marina broke our embrace and made her way to the bar to speak to Rory. She quickly refilled his glass and I saw her slip something into the tequila. Rory quickly slammed back the tequila and put his glass down ready for another. Marina slipped over to where I was standing and said, “Give him a few minutes and he will be off to dreamland.”

“What did you put in his drink I asked?”

“I've been having trouble sleeping lately and the doctor gave me some sleeping tabs to try and get my body back into a routine” she answered, “they should take about 10 minutes to work”. Shortly thereafter we saw Rory wobble off to the couch and lie down. Within minutes he was softly snoring, oblivious of the loud music playing in his ear or my hand on his girlfriend’s hot pussy. I glanced across to the pool and saw that by now Katherine was sitting on the edge of the pool with her feet dangling in the water; the guy she was with was resting his chin on his hands with his face not more that 10 inches from her pussy. I took Marina by the hand and said “let’s slip up to the house”. She squeezed my hand and whispered, “You lead the way, and I can’t wait.”

We slipped unseen over the lawn and as we approached the house I looked back to see if anyone had noticed our departure. I saw 2 figures move from the pool house into the shadows following us up to the main house. I hung back against the side of the house to see if we had been spotted. I could not believe my eyes. Here was my wife running up the lawn holding the hand of the guy from the pool. By the way they were keeping in the shadows it was obvious that neither could see Marina or me watching their every move. They quickly slipped into the house and down the passage to the bedrooms. We followed and saw them go into the first spare room; they didn’t even bother to close the door. I took Marina by the hand and we quietly walked around the house to the spare room window. The curtains were slightly open; enough for us to see my wife’s lover on his knees with his head buried deep in her pussy. His towel was lying on the floor and his hard cock was sticking up, ready to impale her hot pussy. I heard a gasp from behind me and saw that Marina was vigorously rubbing her pussy through her jeans. I couldn’t wait any longer and quickly led Marina into the main bedroom.

Marina slipped off her shoes and crawled onto the bed. She lay back and giggled, “Let the lesson begin!” I crawled onto the bed and took her beautiful body in my arms. Our lips met. I rubbed my throbbing cock against her hot pussy and felt her push back with equal force. I started kissing her cheeks and slowly moved down and kissed her neck. My hands slipped under her back and pulled the vest up over her head. She lifted my shirt off and pulled our bodies together. I could feel the now hard points of her breasts pressing into my chest. I continued kissing down her chest until I reached her hard nipples. My lips caressed her nipples and I took each one in my mouth. As I sucked her areolas into my mouth, my tongue flicked the tips of her nipples. She started to moan loudly and I just hoped that Katherine was too busy with being pleasured to notice the sounds of our lovemaking. I moved down her flat tummy and slid my tongue into her tiny belly button. She had her hand on my head and was gently rubbing her fingers through my hair. I unbuckled her belt and as she lifted her hips off the bed I pulled her tight jeans down over her hips. I turned my attentions to her bare feet and gently started rubbing them with both hands. I slipped each toe into my mouth and sucked gently on them. I had never been much of a “foot” man but the effect it was having on Marina was certainly changing my mind. I traced my kisses up her legs and made my way up her legs, ever closer to her panty-clad pussy. My kisses eventually reached her inner thighs. My tongue traced little circles around her thighs and moved up and around her pussy. My nose detected the sweet smell of her pussy. Her panties were wet and I could see the shape of her pussy lips clearly. I buried my face into the panties and used my tongue to find her hard clit. I rubbed up and down her slit with my tongue while my lips sucked at the wet spot of her panties. Her hands were now pulling my face deep into her pussy. My tongue snaked around the elastic of her panties and I started flicking her clit. Marina writhed around on the bed and moaned, “Take my panties off and tongue my pussy.” I slipped my fingers into the lace band of the wet white panties and slipped them down her legs. In the dim light I saw her pussy had been newly shaved. “I had hoped something like this would happen” she said “I shaved my pussy this afternoon. I bent down and slowly ran my tongue over her neat smooth lips. The contact with the newly shaved pussy had her moaning quietly. I ran my tongue slowly in ever decreasing circles until at last it touched her swollen clit. I ran my tongue down her slit and slid it into her dripping cunt. By now Marina was bucking her pussy against my face and I felt her juices running down my cheeks. Within seconds I heard her yell, “I’m cumming” as even more juice leaked from her pussy. She lay there panting. I felt my rock hard cock pushing in to the bed and I could feel a wet spot had formed. My tongue resumed its rhythmic licking of her clit. I gently slid my finger into her tight pussy and while I sucked her clit my finger started rubbing against her pubic bone deep in her cunt. This immediately sent her over the edge once again. She took my hand and pulled me up to her. She kissed me on the lips, her tongue slipping into her mouth. “Hmmm” she said, “there is nothing quite like the taste of pussy!” “Lie back and enjoy,” she giggled. Her hands ran down my chest and her lips moved down onto my nipples. She sucked each nipple into her mouth her tongue rolling around and around. She sat up and let her long hair fall down my tummy and onto my thighs her soft hair caressed my balls as it cascaded over my hard prick. Her full lips sucked the head of my cock into her mouth. As her head moved down the hard shaft, her tongue ran around the edge of my head. I could feel my orgasm starting to rise from deep in my full balls. As my cock started to twitch she firmly squeezed my balls and I felt my orgasm subside. She slowly withdrew and my cock slipped from her mouth with a pop. She pushed the tip of her tongue onto the slit of my cock while her lips teased my head. She ran her lips down my shaft and took my balls into her mouth; her rhythmic sucking of my balls had the Pre-cum dripping from my cock. Her tongue traced up my shaft and she once again took my cock deep into her mouth. By now I could hold back no longer and pulled her head further onto my shaft. With a load groan I felt my cum squirt into the back of her throat. She drank up ever drop. She moved back up the bed and lay next to me, her fingers holding my spent cock.

As we lay there I sensed a movement from the doorway. I looked up to see Katherine standing at the door with her hands buried deep in her wet pussy. She slipped her fingers into her mouth as she stepped into the room. “Is there anything left for me?” she asked. Marina quietly got off the bed and walked around to where Katherine was standing. She took her hand and led her to the bed. In one movement she pulled Katherine’s dress over her head and gently laid her on the bed. “Fuck me in the mouth” Katherine said to me. I straddled her small tits and offered my now hardening cock to her lips. She lifted her head and sucked my cock into her mouth. As I pushed forward I heard her moan. I looked over my shoulder and saw Marina ’s face buried deep in my wife’s cunt. “No” she moaned, “I’ve never done this before.”

“Lie back and enjoy it” Marina countered, “there is nothing quite like a freshly fucked cunt and I’ve been looking forward to eating this one since I first saw it”. Katherine started writhing around, my cock soon forgotten. I stood up and surveyed the scene in front of me. The 2 most fuckable women in the world to me were locked in a lesbian embrace. I looked down and saw Marina ’s dripping pussy framed between her firm thighs. I took my hard cock in my hand a guided into her wet canal. As I slowly pushed it deep into her waiting cunt I felt her push back trying to get it deeper. My hands slid around her hips and as I thrust into her pussy I rolled her hard clitoris between my fingers and as she screamed, “Fuck me! Fuck me!” I saw Katherine throw her head back and her body being wracked by her orgasm. Marina lifted her head and started moaning “Fuck my pussy, fuck me with that hard cock.” As I felt my second orgasm of the day rising she screamed, overcome by another orgasm.

I pulled my cock from her dripping cunt. We were all quiet. I walked around and sat on the bed next to Katherine. “Thank you,” I whispered, “you have just fulfilled my greatest fantasy” She just squeezed my hand. Marina crawled up and kissed Katherine on the lips.

“Taste your juicy pussy,” she whispered. She slid further up Katherine’s body until her dripping cunt was over Katherine’s mouth. Katherine lifted her head and slowly stuck her tongue out to catch a string of cum dripping from Marina ’s pussy. The taste of my cum mixed with Marina ’s pussy juice seemed to spur Katherine on as she buried her head deep into Marina ’s pussy. I sat on the bed and watched as my wife ate Marina out. Marina was soon writhing around and screamed again as she was gripped by yet another orgasm.

We lay side by side on the bed just rubbing each other’s sweaty bodies. Marina sat up and looked at us. “If that is what an educated tongue can do you can keep those big cocks!” she whispered. Katherine looked at Marina for a few minutes and said, “I never expected the taste of another woman’s pussy to be so good. I hope that hot pussy of yours is not too scarce around here.” I just sat on the edge of the bed and wondered what the future would bring.

After my incredible experience at New Year I was almost permanently in a highly aroused state. Katherine and I had discussed our experiences at length and I had a strong feeling that Katherine was feeling very confused about her feelings. She had always been very heterosexual but was now showing some very Bi tendencies. She confided to me that both having another man fuck her as well as licking another woman’s pussy had fulfilled her deepest fantasies. The thought that I had been there and had seen both seemed to just intensify her feelings.

I had shared my fantasies with Katherine for the first time. I told her how I had regularly taken her worn panties from the laundry hamper and masturbated while breathing in her most intimate scent. At first she seemed a little repulsed by it but then a smile slowly crossed her lips. She remembered just how sweet a pussy could taste. We discussed trying to engineer a similar experience but agreed that we needed to be sure that it remained something special.

We started planning how we could get both Rory and Marina together for a foursome. Marina had made it quite clear that Rory did not share her uninhibited view to sex and was a lot more conservative. This was going to be a challenge indeed! With Rory still staying in our house we felt that it would be easier to get him to have an “illicit” scene with Katherine by herself to break the ice. We planned for them to spend the evening together the next Tuesday, I would let everyone know that I would be spending the evening with clients and they could be alone.

The next Tuesday rolled around and I made a show of leaving the house, I kissed Katherine goodbye and left. I drove my car around the corner and quietly walked back to the house. Katherine had made sure that the blinds were open sufficiently for me be a part of the action without Rory knowing. As I approached the lounge window I saw Rory and Katherine sitting in the lounge having a glass of wine. Katherine was sitting on the couch and her legs were slightly parted giving Rory a glimpse of her panty-clad pussy. I could see Katherine was getting really turned on and her hard nipples were pressing trough her tight blouse and a small dark spot was forming on the crotch of her panties. Katherine stood up and walked to the VCR; she slipped a video in and dimmed the lights. As the credits started rolling I saw it was my newest video “Hidden Obsessions”. If this didn’t get things going nothing would. Katherine quickly forwarded the video to the scene with the ice dildo. I looked across and saw that Katherine had her hand on her lap and was gently rubbing her pussy. Rory was no longer watching the video but instead was looking right up Katherine’s skirt and his hand was resting on his bulging pants. Katherine slowly moved closer to Rory and by now her hand was down the front of her wet panties, her fingers caressing her juicy pussy. Rory slowly pulled down his shorts and the large purple head of his cock and thick shaft stood proudly in front of him. It was the biggest cock I had ever seen. Marina had been right that it resembled a babies arm. Katherine knelt over his throbbing cock and let her lips slowly slide down its purple head, sucking the glistening droplets seeping from his cock. She gently fondled his balls while her head moved slowly up and down on his head. I saw Rory stiffen has the cum started to spurt into Katherine’s mouth. She was obviously not expecting him to cum so quickly and the cum started to dribble from her mouth. I could see what Marina was referring to; staying power was not one of his strong points. Rory got up and walked through to the bar to fill up their wine, Katherine sat back on the couch and slipped her panties down her ankles she quickly got up and passed them through the window to me. I brought the wet panties to my nose and drank in the fresh fragrance of her pussy. I released my cock from my pants and spread the drops of slippery juice around the head of my cock. Rory walked back into the lounge and saw Katherine sitting back with her legs spread. Her hands gently rubbing her clean shaved cunt, the lips of her pussy glistening with the juice now dripping from her cunt. Katherine slowly slipped two fingers deep into her tight pussy, her thumb rotating on her hard clit. His cock started to harden and he quickly put the wine down and moved to where Katherine was sitting and took hold of his now throbbing cock he slowly guided it to her waiting pussy. “Boy” I thought, “this guy is not exactly the foreplay king”. I knew our plan would work. As Rory pushed the head of his enormous cock between the lips of Katherine’s pussy I saw her head go back and heard a faint cry. She seemed to just lie there as Rory's cock abused her small pussy. After a few minutes she started to slowly rotate her hips as her waiting cunt thrust to meet his hard cock. My hand slid up and down my hard cock, matching their stroke. It wasn’t long before Rory started to cum again, his face twisted in sheer pleasure. He gently pulled his cock out of her now stretched pussy. I saw his cum start to dribble from between her shaved lips, my orgasm came quickly and I directed my hot cum into the crotch of her white silk panties. As a pulled up my zip I saw Katherine’s hand snaking in and out of her pussy, Rory had obviously not been able to satisfy her she looked longingly as Rory walked down the passage to his room. Her hot cunt needed satisfaction.

I walked back to my car and quickly returned to the house. As I pulled up in the driveway I noticed that the lounge lights were off, the evening was obviously over. I walked through the house into the bedroom. Katherine lay back on the bed, her hands rubbing her swollen pussy. “What took you so long” she whispered, “my pussy is on fire, Rory didn’t even get me close”. I put my hand into my pocket and withdrew her panties “can’t say the same for me” I said, “I brought you a souvenir” and passed the sticky panties to her. She quickly brought the panties to her face and her tongue darted out and started licking my cum from the crotch of her panties. I quickly undressed and crawled onto the bed. My face just inches from her dripping pussy. The strings of cum still clinging to her cunt, she had made no attempt to wipe away the signs of her recent fucking. I slowly slid the tip of my tongue into the river of cum flowing from her dripping pussy. I started sucking Rory's thick hot cum from my wife’s pussy. The thought of drinking another mans cum from my wife’s pussy nearly drove me over the edge. My tongue started nudging her engorged clit. I sucked her clit into my mouth as I slid my fingers deep into her waiting pussy. The rhythmic sucking on her clitoris as well as the firm rubbing on the walls of her pussy soon had her writhing in ecstasy, her hands pushing my face deep into her pussy. “Fuck me with your tongue” she gasped. I slipped my tongue deep into her wet cunt and slid it up her slit and over her throbbing clit before pushing it deep into her hot cunt once again. This had her over the edge and her legs clamped my head tight against her thrusting pussy, her sweet pussy juice dribbling into my waiting mouth. I rolled over next to her, my cock sticking proudly up. Katherine got up “I need it again” she breathed and slowly spread the lips of her pussy and slid herself down my waiting cock. My cock started throbbing as it slid into its velvet sheath, “I love it when your cock throbs” she moaned. As Katherine slid up and down my hard cock I took her nipples between my fingers and gently rolled her hard buds between my fingers. Her hips were rotating on my hard cock and I could feel my cock caressing the walls of her hot cunt. The juices from her pussy dribbled down my shaft, over my balls and slid down my ass. Katherine sat straight up and put her hand behind my back. She took my heavy balls in her hand and gently squeezed them. Her long finger nails traced a line down my balls until they reached my sensitive bud. I felt her finger slip deep inside me, caressing my hot ass. The events of the evening and the unbelievable sensations rushing through my body soon had me spurting my thick cum into her well-fucked pussy. As the warmth of my cum seeped into her pussy she started twisting and moaning as her orgasm wracked her body. We quietly slipped into each other’s arms and fell into a blissful, exhausted sleep.

I woke up early the next morning and the sight of my sexy wife lying next to me had me hard as a rock. Katherine was not the best morning person and I had a flight to catch. It looked like I would have to take the problem in hand. I rubbed my throbbing cock and coating the head with my saliva started stroking it up and down as I gazed at her beautiful pussy. As my cum started to spurt from my cock I aimed my juices at her waiting pussy. The pearly strings hitting her clit and lips. I quickly got up and went to shower. Once I was dressed I leaned over the bed and kissed her on the lips. “I must run” I said “my plane leaves in an hour, I’ll see you in 2 days”. Katherine groaned and sat up. She felt my sticky cum oozing down her pussy lips. Her fingers dipped into my cum “what happened?” she asked “just a small gift I left you” I said. As I walked out the room I saw Katherine scooping my cum from her pussy and then sucking it off her fingers.

As the plane took off my thoughts were on the meeting I would be attending in the city, I was finding it difficult to concentrate as my mind kept drifting off to my dinner date with Marina . I could visualize her perfect body and wondered what my evening held in store.

I managed to endure the meeting without making a complete idiot of myself and kept my constantly hard cock well hidden under the boardroom table. The meeting had progressed better than expected and by 3pm I was free. I phoned Marina and told her to meet me downtown in 20 minutes, she readily agreed. As I walked up to her my eyes drank in her pure beauty. Her catlike motions and the sensuous look on her face made me want to just take her in my arms. She was wearing a tiny black mini skirt and a lace top with a black jacket that just covered her bra-less breasts. As I hugged her, the sweet fragrance of her perfume drifted up my nose. “Your perfume is driving me wild” I whispered into her ear, Marina giggled and tossed her thick blonde hair over her shoulder. “At least it had the desired effect” she laughed. We walked off down the street towards the mall.

As we walked into the mall I noticed that a new high-class sex shop had opened. I quickly steered Marina into the shop. I knew exactly what I was looking for! I had seen a new vibrating, remote controlled egg advertised on the net and I knew 2 very horny ladies who could put them to good use. I didn’t waste any time in finding them and we were soon on our way. “Where to next?” she asked. “I’m looking for something to keep a wet pussy warm” I said. Marina quickly steered me to the nearest lingerie store. “I might need to try them on” she breathed. “I would never buy anything I haven’t tried on,” I said. We quickly walked in the store and headed for the panty section. A young woman quickly walked up to us and offered her assistance. Marina laughed “I have all the help I can use” she said. The shop assistant blushed and walked away to serve other customers. Marina immediately started looking at the large selection of g-strings. “Which do u prefer?” she asked. “My taste has always leaned towards the white lace ones with the satin panel” I answered. Marina took a few pairs off the rack and pulled me off to the changers. We walked into the end change room and pulled the curtain closed. Marina turned to face me. She threw her arms around me and hugged me close. My hands cupped her tight ass and pulled her hot mount against my now throbbing cock. “It’s been too long” she whispered. She planted little kisses on my neck. We broke our embrace, Marina stepped back and unbuttoned her jacket and hung it on the hook. Her skirt quickly followed. My eyes feasted on her beautiful body. I looked down at her panties and saw a dark spot on the Navy blue satin panties, “looks like we were just in time” I said. I knelt in front of her pussy and smelt her sex. My fingers slid her g-string down her shapely legs, exposing her clean shaved pussy. I just stared at the delicate lips in front of me, the finely sculptured hood of her clit, her pussy juice glistening invitingly on her lips. I opened the bag of goodies I had bought from the sex shop and took one of the eggs from the box. I quickly slipped it deep into her wet pussy. I pulled my fingers out and brought them to my lips. The taste of her feminine juices were better that anything I had ever tasted. “There” I said; “now you can try on the new panties”. I stood up as she picked up the first pair and slipped them on. The sight of her pussy snugly covered by the panties and the smooth feel of the silk had me hard as a rock and I could feel the precum oozing into my underpants. As she stood there I flicked the switch for the remote controlled egg. Marina nearly collapsed, as her legs became weak. She immediately started to pant heavily. “Fuck!” she gasped, “this thing will kill me, let’s get out of here”. She quickly dressed and we headed out of the change rooms. We walked towards the till at the front of the store. “We’ll take all three” I said to the cashier. My eyes can to rest on the pair that Marina had just tried on and I noticed that a damp spot had been left by her juicy pussy. As the cashier picked them up she gave us both a disapproving look and continued the transaction. We quickly left the store and called a cab. “The Marriott” I said to the cabby as we pulled off. I slid my hand into my jacket pocket and quickly flicked the remote switch on and off. “No!” she said “not here”. We sat in silence for the remainder of our journey to the hotel.

When we walked into the room I called room service and ordered a bottle of Laurent Perrier. Marina walked through to the bathroom and closed the door. I slipped my clothes off and pulled the white robe on. The front door bell rang room service. I quickly signed the bill and closed the door. I took the bottle and glasses through to the bedroom. I nearly dropped the bottle as I saw Marina stretched out on the bed, wearing the new pair of panties we had just bought. No matter how often I saw her I could never get used to her astounding beauty. I opened the champagne and poured us each a glass. As I passed Marina her glass a few drops spilled down onto her pert breasts and ran a path down stomach to her panties. She brought the glass to her full lips and sipped the icy champagne. “Hmmm” she said, “That’s good stuff”. I took a big sip of my champagne and put the glass down on the bedside table. I picked up the Egg remote and flicked the switch. I lay down beside Marina and took her firm body in my arms. Our lips met and her tongue pushed between my lips. Her hard nipples pressed against my bare chest. I could feel the egg was starting to do its job as her hips started to rotate and she pressed her smooth panty clad pussy against my leg. I could feel the juices from her pussy were seeping through her panties. I broke our embrace and gently rolled Marina onto her back. I turned around and took her foot in my hand. I gently rubbed her foot, my lips slipping over her toes, gently sucking them into my mouth. My tongue started to trace a path up her sexy legs, my lips planting gentle kisses on her legs. My lips reached her knees and I slowly lifted her leg and started kissing the backs of her knees. My tongue continued it path upwards. As my face neared her dripping pussy I smelt the aroma of her pussy radiating from her panties. My tongue ran a path up her tight thighs and down to the smooth skin next to her pussy. I kissed a path up the side of her panties and onto her flat stomach, her hips were gently rolling around and she was doing her best to push my head into her pussy. I resisted and continued my path around her pussy; my fingers were firmly pressing her raised mons making sure that I avoided her pussy. “Don’t tease me!” she said, “eat my pussy”. Her hands firmly pushed my head into her pussy. My tongue pressed hard up against her clit, her pussy juices had completely drenched her new panties. I put my lips to her panties and started sucking the escaping juices from her pussy lips it tasted like nectar. I slipped her panties down her legs and brought them to my nose. My tongue ran over the warm, wet crotch of her panties, “you have the best tasting pussy I've ever come across” I whispered. “Well don’t just smell my panties, kiss my pussy, its on fire” she gasped. I lay down between her legs and slowly ran my tongue from the bottom of her pussy and slowly pushed my tongue into her swollen wet pussy lips. I could feel the faint vibrations from the egg. My tongue traced a path up her swollen lips until it came to her hard clit. My tongue gently started flicking over her clit, sucking it into my mouth. I slid my fingers into her pussy and removed the egg from her depths. I slid my finger deep into her pussy and pushed it had up against her pubic bone, feeling for that magical spot. Her breath started coming in gasps, her hips thrusting up. My rhythmic sucking on her clit and the deep probing of my fingers soon had her screaming in ecstasy as her wild orgasm gripped her. My mouth replaced my fingers as I licked up as much of her pussy juice as I could. Marina lay there panting, “That was incredible!” she said. I sat up and looked at one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen lying on her back with her legs spread her wet pussy glistening.

We lay back and sipped our champagne is silence, both deep in thought. Marina broke the silence “that was a hard act to follow,” she said as she sat up. “Get on your knees” she said. I knelt on the bed, my hard cock parallel with my stomach, my head resting on the pillows. I felt something cold on my prick followed by a tingling sensation. I looked back and saw that Marina had slid her champagne glass over my prick; the bubbles were gently caressing my purple head. She withdrew the glass and replaced it with her lips. The change from the cold champagne to the warm lips felt incredible. She slowly slid her mouth down my entire shaft until I felt her breath in my pubes. As she slowly slid her lips back I felt her start to suck hard on my throbbing cock until it burst from her mouth with a “pop”. She took a big sip of champagne and once again took my cock in her mouth, the cold bubbles nearly sending me over the edge. She firmly gripped the base of my throbbing cock until the spasms slowly subsided. Marina eased me over until I was lying on my back. She lay down between my legs and slowly started licking under my full balls. He tongue traced a line under my scrotum and she gently took each bag in her mouth, rolling them around. Her hands snaked up and took my cock in her hands; she rubbed the steady flow of precum around my head. She slowly let my balls slip from her mouth and then ran her tongue up my shaft. As she neared the head of my cock she pushed her tongue under the rim and ran it slowly around. At this point I couldn’t take any more and pushed her head down until she had my head deep in her hot mouth. I ran my fingers through her hair as I held her head and started to fuck her mouth. She ran her tongue around my head as she sucked at the same time. I felt the cum rising deep in my balls. As I started to cum I pushed her head down, my cum splashing deep into her waiting throat. I felt her sucking every drop from my throbbing cock.

She sat up and lay on top of me, her lips touched mine and I tasted my cum on her lips.

Marina started to slide her tongue deep into my throat, her hot pussy gently rubbing my now hardening cock. I slid my hands around her chest and started rubbing her hard nipples, taking each nipple between my fingers. I broke our kiss and pulled her hard nipple into my mouth, my teeth gently grazing each nipple. Marina started thrusting her hot pussy up and down the length of my throbbing cock. I could feel the wet lips around my shaft. On the next trust a slowly pressed my cock up against the bud of her ass. “Yes” she gasped, “fuck me up the ass!” I slipped my cock slowly into her tight bud; I felt the walls of her ass pulsating around my cock. I slipped my hands down her stomach and let my fingers rest on her swollen clit. She leant back and rested her hands on my legs, my cock now up to the hilt in her tight ass. I slipped my fingers into her wet pussy and gave her a double fuck. It wasn’t long before her body started to shudder as her orgasm washed over her body. I slipped my hard cock out of her ass and into her swollen pussy; I held her close and rolled her over onto her back. Marina wrapped her shapely legs around my waist as I started to slowly thrust deep into her pussy. She started to run her fingers over my back as I trust deep into her hot cunt. Her scratching became harder and harder and I could feel her nails digging deep into my back. I felt my orgasm approaching and slammed my cock deep into her pussy as the cum spurted from my prick. I collapsed on top of her and she held me tight against her beautiful body. I rolled off her and we lay in the semi-darkness holding each other close.

We lay quietly holding each other, both deep in thought about the intense pleasures we had just shared. I finally broke the silence, “Katherine wants to try for a foursome with Rory,” I said. “I don’t think we could get him to do it” she said “but I would love to get my face between Katherine’s legs again”. “I have a surprise for you” I said. “Rory and Katherine had a rather steamy session last night and I see what you mean, he may have a big dick but jeez he could do with lessons on how to use it!” Marina turned over and looked at me “how do you know so much” she asked. “I was at the window watching” I answered. I looked down at Marina ’s hand and noticed that she was gently playing with her clit as we spoke. “We have a long weekend coming up next month, I think you should look at coming up so we can put our plan in place” I said quietly in her ear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chef John was in his 30’s, worked an average of 65 hours a week, rarely taking a day off.  He preferred to be on hand, and had sous chefs who could run the kitchen, but felt that they didn’t do as good of a job as he did.

 

The servers and hostesses ran from the kitchen – Chef’s John’s presence was scary enough.  However, many of them were very happy that John was there – they made more money by being more busy – besides, there were a lot of restaurants here to work in, but many of them failing.

 

Chef John’s marriage had crumbled after only three years.  John had gotten married to one of his pastry cooks, but with the work schedule, he didn’t spend too much time at home.  One night he walked into their apartment and found his wife curled up in the arms of another man with his dick buried deep in her ass.  The divorce was quick and painless.

 

That was over 10 years ago.  Since then, most of his relationships were boring – he didn’t want to spend too much time getting to know anyone.

 

It was a Thursday night, busy with a wait about two hours long.  The kitchen was humming along and the servers were trying to keep up.  Chef John was standing in the expo line, throwing food back at the broiler cook who couldn’t nail any of his cooking temps.  John was surprised to feel a tug on his right shoulder.

 

He turned to be staring at a 5 foot, 110 pound girl, dark brown hair with blue eyes shining.  She was dressed in a tight black dress, the uniform colors of the hostess staff.  She looked 18 or 19.  She stretched up to whisper in John’s ear.  “Here, I’ll meet you in the meat locker in 20 minutes” she whispered.  She slipped something soft into John’s right hand and walked off.

 

John was surprised at the brazen attitude of this young chick.  By the looks of her back to him, she was a head turner and John noticed that many of the cook’s eyes were focused away from their current tasks to her beautiful backside as she walked out of the kitchen.  John looked down at his right hand.  White lace thong panties were wrapped up tight in his hand.  He almost dropped them, he was so surprised.

 

John’s kitchen actually had three walkin coolers.  The produce cooler and the dairy cooler were on the first floor and held most of the prepped products, but the meat walkin was on the second floor with the offices of the GM and his office.  He glanced at the clock.  9:15 – he had 20 minutes to decide what to do.

 

He stuffed the underwear into his pocket and went out to find the GM or her assistant.  “Sally” he blurted out.  Sally, the assistant GM, turned her head.  “I need you now,” John stated, pulling her arm away from the customer she was talking with.

 

“Sally, we have a problem,” then he paused, choosing his words carefully.  Finally, he said, “the servers aren’t presenting the specials correctly and the hostesses are not letting the guests know the features of the day.”  “OK,” Sally replied.  “I’ll talk to them.” 

 

“Not good enough; I want to take care of this now.”  John walked Sally up to the front of the restaurant.  “Get all the hostesses together and make sure they understand what they are supposed to do.”  Sally got the host staff together, and in 30 words or so, reminded them of their job of letting the guests know the features.  John was looking for his admirer.  She wasn’t in the group.

 

When Sally finished, he asked “is everyone here?”  Sally replied that Allisa wasn’t there – she was on her break.  “Allisa, OK.”  John thought as he walked back to the kitchen.

 

9:25; ten minutes.  He put his hand in his pocket and played with the panties.  What to do?  If he left the expo now, the staff would know something was up.  He didn’t want to get a reputation for being soft.  He called one of his sous chefs over and told them that he was going to do inventory a little early tonight and then take off.  The sous chef was surprised, but not worried.  He was used to John’s changes in attitude.

 

John took the elevator upstairs.  9:30. He wondered what she wanted.  He sat down at his desk and pulled out the underwear.  He sniffed them, held them up and could tell that they were recently worn.  His dick was getting hard and his thoughts were running away with him.

 

At 9:33 he got up from his desk.  He closed the door and walked to the meat walk-in.  The light was on and the lock opened (but this wasn’t unusual during business hours).  He opened the cooler and walked in. 

 

The cooler was straight back with boxes of beef on both sides.  The young hostess was sitting with her legs crossed on a few boxes in the back of the cooler.  She smiled and mouthed the words, “I knew you’d come,” as she stood up and moved closer to him. 

 

Her nipples were standing clearly out of her dress due to the cold.  She placed both of her hands on top of John’s pants, stoking his dick through his pants.  She leaned up and said, “I want to feel you – I want you to fuck me.”  She then unbuttoned his chef coat and opened it. 

 

John reached down and cupped her ass.  No underwear, surprise surprise.  She reached down his pants and loosed the draw string on his chef pants.  Then she slid both hands down his underwear to his dick and stroked it. 

 

John put both hands on her tits and squeezed.  No bra, just the dress fabric.  She moaned as he fondled her breasts.  Her hands were busy pulling on his manhood, leaking pre-cum from years of neglect. 

 

The girl pulled down the shoulder straps of her dress and showed John her tits.  Then she turned with her back to him and pulled up her dress to expose her naked ass and cunt.  She leaned against the boxes she had been sitting on and looked over her shoulder to John with the look in her eyes like “come on!”

 

John dropped his pants and underwear to his mid thigh.  His nine inch dick stood straight out as his hands found their way to each side of her ass.  He placed his dick at the entrance of her slit – the heat from both of their bodies was making both of them sweat, despite the cold cooler fan.  His dick plowed into her hot cunt. 

 

To his surprise he felt resistance about half way – ‘Oh shit, she’s a virgin!” ran through his mind. He paused for a split second, realizing what he was doing, but remembering that she wanted this escapade, he grabbed both sides of her ass and pulled, shattering her hymen and burying himself in her.  She screamed in pain and pleasure.

 

He was like a madman, plunging himself into her pussy and feeling the tight walls getting used to a man’s dick.  She was moaning and squirming under him.  “Oh, Chef, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!” she screamed.

 

John felt himself getting ready to cum.  She was cumming also, and he plunged his dick in with a passion that he hadn’t felt in years.  John released himself inside the young gal, shooting what seemed like a ton of cum into her love box.  He held her ass for a minute as his body relaxed.  He then pulled out, a mixture of cum and blood dripping between his and her legs.

 

The young lady turned around, pushed down her dress and straightened her hair.  John tucked himself back into his underwear and pants.  John’s head was swimming and he was finding it hard to stand up.  He noticed that there was some mess on the floor and on the boxes that he was going to have to clean up quickly. 

 

The young gal reached up and kissed John passionately.  “Thank you, chef” she whispered.  Then she walked out of the cooler.

 

John returned to his office and grabbed towels to clean himself up and returned to the cooler to clean up.  As he was walking out of the meat cooler, the GM meet him at the elevator.  “Oh, Chef, there you are.  Come on, Larry is here and wants you to meet someone.”

 

Larry, the owner, was seated in his normal booth with another gentleman.  “Oh, Chef, how are you.  Let me introduced you to someone.  John, this is Aaron, the new owner.  I’m selling him the restaurant and I told him how great you were.”

 

Chef John was shocked but in true form, he smiled and shook hands with his new boss.  Aaron’s gaze when behind John to someone, “where have you been, dear?” Aaron said to someone behind him. 

 

“In the ladies room” replied the young voice.  Chef John turned over his shoulder to see a familiar set of tits staring at him in a familiar black dress.

 

“Chef John let me introduce you to my high school daughter, Amanda.”

 

Amanda smiled at John as she politely shook his hand. 

 

“Chef John, Amanda wants to intern with you when she attends culinary school next year.  Can we arrange this?”  Aaron asked.

 

Amanda answered for her father.  “Oh, I don’t think Chef John will have any problems at all with letting me work with him, will he?” 

 

John just gulped.

He was wearing a singlet and shorts. The singlet hugged his chest, with dark hairs sprouting from the top. When he raised his arms she could see the trail of hair running down his stomach, the rainbow heading towards the gold. The bulge gently showing in his shorts was tantalising, and she could feel herslef getting hotter as the wine worked it`s way through her system.

When he reached for her hand and kissed her fingers she had to clench her thighs together to retrain herself. She could feel her erect nipples pressing against her top, and the sensation of the silk rubbing on her breasts as she breathed was intense. She took another drink, and leaned back in her chair with her eyes closed, drinking in the warm spring air as the moon dragged itself across the sky. She heard his chair move, and started when his other hand slowly ran up her thigh, and rested momentarily on her exposed stomach, under her top. She got goosebumps and shuddered involuntarily, opening her eyes to see him staring intensely at her.

With only the sound of the jazz on the stereo in the air, she ran her hand up his arm, across his bicep to his shoulder. She could feel him tensing as her hand strayed across his chest, drawn to the nipple poking through the white singlet. Brushing her finger across it, she was rewarded with feeling his hand flinch as it gently sat on her stomach. Untangling her other hand from his, she reached out and found his other nipple, hearing him hiss as she tweaked it gently. Looking down she could see that this had had the desired effect, with his cock swelling against his shorts.

He reached out for her, lifting her hands off his chest and draping them around his neck as he leant forward and kissed her. His lips tasted of wine, the taste of summer and fruit and forgotten memories surged through her as their lips locked passionately, tongues intertwined, teeth nibbling. His hands drifted down her back, running through her hair and moving down to her waist, then up under her silky top until they rested on her shoulderblades. He raised her arms above her head and slid off her top, her upper body exposed to the moonlight, moonlight bathing her breasts.

They stood together, her breasts squashed against his chest as they kissed again... and again, his fingers fluttering down her back. She arched to escape the feeling, bringing her in contact with the bulge in the front of his shorts.

Dropping her hands, she gently slid his shorts down off his hips, leaving him standing there in his g-string underwear with his semi-hard cock bulging out, threatening to escape. Lifting her hands up, she tugged at his singlet, lifting it over his head to leave her staring at his hairy chest. Running her hands down his front, she leant forward again and kissed his chest, moving sideways until she felt his nipple in her mouth. Licking it with her tongue, she teased it, rewarded with it hardening in her mouth as he gasped with pleasure.

His hands reached for the buttons on the front of her jeans and unbuttoned them, taking his time as she continued playing with his chest and her breasts rubbed against his stomach. His cock was almost sticking right out now, staring against his underpants as she shook herself free of her jeans, standing with them at her ankles, dressed only in black high-cut panties. She stepped forward to free herself as they kissed again, arms wrapped around each other`s bodies as the heat built up between them.

Sitting back down, she leaned forward and slowly freed his engorged member from his underpants. A drop of precum glistened in the moonlight as she reached out with her tongue and licked his purple head. His eyes closed as he felt her mouth engulf his straining penis, and he rocked slightly back and forewards as she built up a rythem, stroking his shaft as she nibbled, sucked, licked his head, saliva dripping down his length and lubricating her hand. She could feel her own juices start to flow as she continued with her pleasurable task. Stroking his balls, she could feel the pressure starting to build, and she slowed her movements, lifting her head to look him in the eyes as she swirled his head with her tongue, a lollypop ready to be enjoyed.

He reached down and cupped her breasts in his hands, feeling her hard nipples pressing against his fingertips. Lifting her away from his cock, he turned her around and she leaned across the table, breasts pressing against the glass top as he lifted her hips and freed her from her panties. She felt him lick her back, starting at her hips and bathing her buttocks with his tongue. Parting her buttocks, his tongue passed down across her ass on its way to her pussy, wet with desire and aching with anticipation. His hands massaged her ass as he kissed and licked her pussy, and she could feel his fingers squeezing her, neading her almost, as her excitement grew.

Turning over, she rested her heels on the chairs and exposed her dripping beauty to his attentions. Again he lowered his head, stars shooting through her body as his tongue found her clit and sucked gently on it. She gasped in delight as he too started a rythem, in time to the beat on the stereo, licking her pussy, drinking her wetness, fingers gently rubbing up and down her pussy lips as he drove her wild with his attention. Suddenly she could handle it no more, and a shudder ran through her body as she had her first orgasm for the evening, hips raised off the table as he prolonged the feeling by sucking hard upon her clit and squeezing her ass. Coming down, she relaxed as he removed his lips from her, licking his way up past her breasts until she kissed him on the lips, tasting herself on him as she panted, recovering her breath.

He straightened and she looked down to see him positioning himself, hard as a rock, between her legs. Moving towards him, she felt his head push against her lips and find the warmth beneath. She gasped as he entered her, his seven inches comfortably filling her as she felt his pubic hair push against her shaven mound and his hands pulling on her hips. He withdrew, and again eased into her before starting his thrusting action. As he moved in and out she reached down with one hard and started playing with her clit, rubbing it in time with his motions. her other hand she raised to his chest and tweaked his nipples. He loved it when she did that, and the closer to his orgasm he was the harder he liked it.

His movement continued, a sexual dance to the tune of the jazz, the balcony their stage as their breathing got heavier and sweat started to lightly sheen on his body. Faster, slower, deeper, harder, his movements alternating, sometimes removing the head of his cock right from her body before sliding back in. Juices dripped from her as her excitement rose, the crescendo of their private symphony in sight. "I`m coming" she gasped as she came again, body convulsing with the feelings he raised within her, sensations seething through her body as his powerful cock rippled inside her and her fingers danced across her clit.

The feelings were too much for him as he lifted his head back and roared as his own orgasm overtook him. Come shooting deep inside her, pulsing as his movements slowed as he recovered his equilibrium. Sweat dripped from his chest as he gave one last thrust inside her, her hands running down his body as he leaned forward and kissed her again, his softening member a reminder of the passion they had shared.

At this point she said "there really was no need to cover up" At which point i suggested she remove her coat and make herself comfortable to which the riposte was "how about we both remove clothing and i'm sure you can help me relax." To which i responded mildly confused by the openness of this strange woman. " How would I do that?"

"Well I haven't had sex in 5 months and need someone to help me and you have a nice body and great dick plus im already on this sofa." She said this all whilst removing her jacket, and starting the buttons on her blouse. I needed no further requests as I immediately dropped my gown and moved towards her as she undid her last button and i kissed her lightly to begin with and followed by a passionate kiss. Half way through this kiss I moved my hands round the back of her and undid her bra. As soon as this feat of impossibility was done my left hand went staright to her breast and started to caress what I am guessing by the feel were around a full C cup the perfect size. The kiss was stopped when she pushed me back and decided to remove her lacy underwear.

Being the lover of pussy that I am i kissed her again and placed my right hand over her clit and fingers curling around her slit feeling the warmth and started to rub her slit with my fingers and gently part he lips to insert my index fnger. As my right hand caresses her vagina my left keeps working her breasts with my mouth as my mouth started to move and kiss its way down her body to her clit where my tongue snakes oout and flicks her hard hood. My second finger enters her pussy and curls round to rub against her G spot. My left hand now comes down to reveal her clit from the hood and rub gently whilst my tiongue flicks it in a regular pattern. My lips occasionally suck it when my tongue lags a bit until encouraged by the heavy breathing and moaning of the beautiful blonde lying on her back on my sofa. Her breathing gets more lavoured and the moans more frequent as my fingers pick up space going in and out and up an down and rubbing her G-spot. My tongue circling and flicking her clit even when my mouth occasionally sucks on it. Until finally she almost screams "i'm cummmmmiiiiing" and her legs circle my body and her arms grab my shoulders while one brings my head closer to her pussy as i slow down. and the power of her orgasm racks her body for a while until I untangle myself and she syas "wow... thankyou but now may I try the real deal?" While she gazes at my rock hard cock.

"yeah why not" I gasp as I gaze at this beautiful woman wanting me so.

leaning over i kiss her again and my cock brushes her pussy lips that are wet with my saliva and her juices and my hand leads it to her opening and I slide my shaft all the way in to the hilt. She gasps as she takes all of it. I slide out slowly now so that just the bell is still in her well self-lubricated hole and ram myself all the way back in wriggle my hips a bit and slowly lside out till just my bell again. This rhythm slowly increases to a regular pounding and moaning from her. And she moans in pleasure as she reaches her orgasm so I slow until she's recovered and then pick up her legs put them on my shoulders and start to pick up the pace while reaching out and caressing her wonderful tits with her lovely nipples erect and firm.

Our breathing gets more ragged and the pace increases even more and she keeps moaning louder and louder and telling me to fuck her wanting pussy until she moans that she's gonna cum again so i start thrusting harder and harder and she then reaches up and grips my shoulders hard as her orgasm hits her and I succumb to her grip which pulls me to her body as I shoot my load inside her pussy as the walls of her cunt contract on my cock squeezing my fluids from me. She rolls me to the side as she gets up and dresses back into her unifrom and says "thanks for letting me see your package and I hope to have one for you soon" With that she walks out leaving me naked and happy. Until the next time she has a package but thats another story...

'' my parents are going out of town this weekend, do you wanna sleep over?'' he asks as we get dressed.

'' sure,'' i say. '' on one account. we're gonna need a lot of condoms''

he smiles at me and i smile back. maybe were not just friends anymore