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I walk into the office and greet everyone as usually. I make the turn to get to my cubicle and I see her Jennie. Jennie is an older woman (mid 50’s) that works in my office. She has average looks, lovely DD breast (I’m a breast man), and this air of sexuality about her that drives me crazy. I hurry and drop my bag at my desk and check and see if the coast is clear before I sneak over to Jennie’s desk. We have this thing where I give her a hug and kiss almost every day. She often complains if I miss a day. I know to some this may sound boring, but every time I give Jennie a hug I get engulfed in her intoxicating smell, and get the chance of sneaking a feel of her oh so lovely breast. So I sneak to her desk and give her, her daily hug and kiss, and at the same time copping my usual feel.

On this particular day the office cleared out earlier then usual which left me and Jennie in the office all alone. Me be the horny young man that I am (mid 30’s), I prance over the Jennie’s desk and begin to massage her shoulders. She stops what she’s doing and lets out soft moan of pleasure, which gives me an instant hard-on.  I slowly begin to move up to her head massaging her head and temples. As I massage her head I can’t help be to envision her sucking on my throbbing cock, while I play in her hair.  Jennie then asked me to rub her knee, because it was giving her some problems. I then turned her chair around away from her desk and kneeled in front of her.

I was shocked to see she was wearing a skirt, something she hardly ever wore. The bonus was she didn’t have any stockings on. I then began to rub her stocking-less knee, nice and gently. Jennie then leaned back into her chair which, lead me to believe she was enjoying herself. I grew more excited the longer I rubbed her leg. Something inside of me said move up her leg some (probably was my other head talking), so I slowly eased up her leg. To my surprise she didn’t say anything. So I slide up a little higher on her thigh, but in a up and down motion trying to disguise what I was really trying to do, and that was to get to her love tunnel.

The further up her thigh I moved the more Jennie moaned. Once I reached the top of her thigh I could feel the heat coming hot love box. I then gentle brushed against her panties which felt damp. When I brush against her clit I noticed her legs slowing again to open wider. So I began to rub her womanhood and gently kiss her thighs. I head the cups the back of my head and guides me up her thigh until my mouth it pressed against her soaked panties. I then reach up and remove her panties, with some help from Jennie of course.  I then get right back into kissing Jennie’s soft thighs, but again grabbed my head and quickly moved my up to her awaiting wet pussy. I took long lapping licks of Jennie’s mature pussy, trying to catch every drop of her hot juices.

I then started fingering Jennie and she let out a loud moan of ecstasy. I then started sucking and licking her hard clit while still fingering her. I could feel Jennie shift in her chair and saying “eat my pussy, eat my pussy”, grinding her pussy on my face feverishly. Just then she lets out a loud shriek, then her body begins to tremble, I stick in tongue inside her and catch her love juice in my mouth.  Once the trembling stops she lets go of my head and I kiss her thigh one more time come up for a well deserved break. I then look at her with my face glazed with her sweet juices smile.

My dick was aching and needed some relief so I grabbed the heavy panting Jennie by the hand and bent her over her desk. I undid my pants and pulled down my boxer-briefs and slide my throbbing cock inside of Jennie. Oh my, she felt so good wrapped around my cock. I begin thrusting hard and faster going deeper and deeper. Jennie is moaning louder and louder. Jennie then says fuck me daddy, fuck me harder. Those dirty words brought me close to an orgasm. I speed up faster, my balls slapping her naked ass. I call out I’m cummmmmming. Jennie bucks her ass back harder and faster. I then blow my man butter deep inside of Jennie’s love box. Jennie then turns to me and says Thanks we should have done this along time ago. So now every time I see Jennie at the office she make a habit of sneaking a feel on my cock.

s from the table and rushed to the front door. There stood four of the most gorgeous men she had ever seen. I guess you could call them boys, they weren’t even drinking age, but boy did they look yummy.

“Guys, this is Lena, my friend from school. She and I are going to be spending this whole vacation here with you boys!”

“Hey guys,” Lena managed before she turned into a beet. The four guys looked amongst themselves, clearly pondering a thought…

“No. No-no-no-no!” screeched Mackenzie. At that moment poor Lena was plowed by all four guys. It was a welcoming gesture. These ‘men’ were very handsome, but very playful. Lena felt at ease, even under the 700 something pounds crushing her.

“Hahahaha-Hello to you too.”

The girls grabbed their bags with a few essentials before leaving the house to cram into the tiny black car. There was only room for five. Five seats meaning five butts able to grab a seat. The sixth? Was Mackenzie sitting in Joey’s lap. Robby was the driver, Mike called shotgun, Joey called Mackenzie, and Lena called for middle seat. Leaving her sitting next to Austin.

He was a curious figure. Brown hair and hazel eyes. He was pretty tall, very fit, and very attractive. But it was a different attraction. He had this childish feel to him. Just his presence alone made Lena feel calm and relaxed. She wanted to stare at him but that would get a big awkward considering she was sitting right next to him. Shoulder to shoulder.

While the five gabbed on about what they all have been up to, Lena sat and listened. She felt more comfortable listening them to talk, than to even try to chime in with stuttering gibberish. The windows and the sunroof were open, and hair was whipping everywhere. Lena was forced to tie up her hair, she felt bad about Austin catching all the long stands of silky brown hair in his face. It did however smell like lilacs. Poor Austin.

“So what are you majoring in,” shouted Austin over the howling windows.

“Who. Me? Oh, haha… Chemistry,” replied Lena.

The big doofy grin that was pleasantly smeared across his face slowly started to diminish.

“Chemistry,” he began to look like he was in a deep thought, “Power to you.” He began to laugh. Nervously, Lena joined him. She knew she was fooling herself. She didn’t need some hunk to tell her that.

They finally reached the beach they’ve been reminiscing over. Robby hopped out first, popping the trunk. Everyone followed, stretching as they crawled out of the tiny shoebox. Lena was last out, and before she got her second foot out, she stumbled, almost landing onto Austin, who thankfully caught her, by gripping her side and supporting her up. Her foot was snagged in a seatbelt. She was so embarrassed, and Austin could tell.

“Ha, don’t worry about it. That was Joey’s bad. Hey fucktard, watch where you put your seat belt next time. You almost killed poor Lena!” shouted Austin.

“What are you talking about? Mackie was my seatbelt.”

“It’s ok really, it was my fault. Ha. Clumsy me.” It was probably the most she’s said the whole trip to the beach. Even though she felt comfortable with them, they were all still incredibly gorgeous, and she didn’t want to make a fool of herself in front of them.

“Alright guys, lets head up,” called Robby. They all marched up behind him. Mackenzie was all in a hype, finally catching up with her boys. Austin stayed behind. Almost to make sure that Lena was ok, but also to get to know her a bit more.

                To Austin, Lena was an awkward one. But he liked that about her. He’s been in her shoes. He was unfit, even a bit pudgy. He was mocked at enough in his lifetime to make himself work out two, maybe three bodies into perfection. He managed to dodge the snickers once he built confidence. Something he saw that Lena needed.

                So he started to strike small talk with her. Lena had to admit she felt most comfortable with Austin. She liked talking to him. It was like they’ve known each other for ages.

                “What’s you’re favorite color?” asked Austin.

                … Despite the beginners questions…

                “That would definitely have to be green.”

                “Oh well that makes sense. Your eyes are green,” he said, smiling down at her. It completely threw her off guard. But she managed to recompose herself.

                “Gee thanks. Am I to guess yours is … yellow?”

                “You could, but only if you wanted to. Mine is green as well though, for the record.”

Lena smiled to herself. She started to like Austin. But it really wasn’t the same as Rye. Austin was more of a best friend, that just so happened to be a guy, where casual flirtations were allowed. Rye was a heated desire to pounce him and ‘do it like they do it on the discovery channel,’ as Bloodhound Gang so nicely put it. But she new she needed a combination of both. She couldn’t have sex without the personality, and likewise, no personality without the heat and sexual tension. She just hoped she could get to know Rye a bit more. Maybe he did have that thriving and fun personality after all…

               

--=7=--

 

They all set up their umbrellas, towels and coolers. The infamous ‘Need help with that sunscreen?’ question popped up for both girls. As awkward as it was for Lena, not knowing these guys and all, she felt strangely comfortable allowing them smooth the creamy cocoanut scent over her body. Oddly enough, it wasn’t Austin who jumped at the chance. It was Mike. But that was only because Robby was lounging, catching the eyes of the girls strutting by, and Joey was all over Mackenzie. Austin, being the playful person he was, teased Joey by working on Mackenzie’s other half.

                “It’s always been like that. Austin loves to fool around and stir up trouble. It’s a good thing we’re all like brothers,” said Mike.

                “That’s really cool, you know, that all of you are so close. I mean, I still keep in contact with my friends, but we really aren’t this close. Maybe it’s because we’re girls.”

                “Really? You would think girls would have stronger ties…”

                “I think it’s the lack of piggy piles.”

                “Piggy piles? What the fuck is a piggy pile?”

                “The nice ‘hello’ I got back at Mackie’s,” replied Lena. Mike laughed.

                “Yeah. Sorry about that. It’s how we roll.”

                “Or crash. Hahah.” Lena gasped as the waves crash against the fine white sand. “It’s so beautiful here. You guys are so lucky to live here.”

                “You’re welcome to them you know. After all, you live here with us.” He smiled. He was such a charmer. But it was a different charm. It wasn’t the kind where you could feel that he wanted “something more.” No, it was more of a settling in charm, and Lena liked that.

                She looked at the lotion bottle. “It’s water proof right?”

                “Yep.”

                “Race you!” She ran to the waves rushing back at her. Mike jumped to his feet and hollered, ‘Cheater!’ after her, which caught the attention of the fools hovering over Mackenzie. She squealed and ran after them too. Looking behind her, she smiled and told the rest to come on. Joey was quick to follow while Austin just tilted his head, admiring Lena as her sleek body, trimmed by the black two-piece, splashing around in the sweet waters. He soon snapped back into reality when she waved at him to come over.

She was having a blast, flinging water at Mackenzie while getting splashed herself. Her hair wasn’t completely wet, just the tips, which dripped of cool water, flying around as she spun her head with excitement. Robby, out of no where, grabbed Lena, lifting her up past his shoulders, and shouted ‘Heave, Ho!’ and down went Lena.

“Ah no! Lena, are you ok!” exclaimed Mackenzie. With that, Robby swooped her up, and tossed her into the next incoming wave.

“Just as much as you are,” replied Lena, eyes as wide as her smile.

Soon, the clear blue sky was tainted by a blush of pink. That quickly turned into a faint rouge, with an added fierce orange. The day was ending, but on a very good note. They decided to call it a day, start packing, then head back home where a bonfire was planned.

Lena dried herself off with her comfy green towel. She watched the sun settle down in the sparkling horizon, completely zoning out what was going on around her. Soon all the coolers, umbrellas, even trash was taken care of… All that was left was the zombied out Lena. Austin walked over quietly, tossing her clothes on her head.

“Oh my God. What happened to all our stuff?” Austin pointed to the car.

“All that’s left to pack is your lazy bum.”

“Aww, I’m sorry, I got lost in the waves.”

“It’s ok,” he chuckled to himself, “We all know what it’s like to stare at this beauty.”

She blushed. “Thanks.” He held his hand out, and hoisted her up. They walked to the car, playfully bumping into each other. And to think, it’s only the second day. She could only imagine what the rest of the break will be like. At this rate, she would drop school in a heartbeat, just for this. She made four really great friends, and spent a whole day at a gorgeous beach, having the time of her life. And the best part was the day wasn’t even over.

With all of that aside, the one thought that kept persisting in her mind, was now throbbing. Rye.

 

--=8=--

 

The back yard was filled with the aroma of fresh hotdogs and hamburgers. It was decorated with tables and chairs, a high net sided by a volley ball and rackets paired with birdies, and finished with a group of animated family and friends. Oh, and who can forget the huge fire that was roaring right in the middle, spitting reds and yellows, surrounded by lengthy logs made for reclining on?

Lena was walked around, being introduced to all the neighbors, and the neighbor’s neighbors. She had enough hugs and kisses to last her several family reunions, so she decided to take a break. She took her bowl of watermelon and sat next to the hissing fire. She looked past the blazing flames and could see the purples and blues that blended perfectly between the shimmering water and settling sky.

She sighed to herself, finally breaking away from all the commotion, and taking a breather for herself. To her left were the guys and Mackenzie attempting volley ball. Really, it was Mackenzie in the middle.  Poor Mackenzie, couldn’t reach the ball even if she grew a few inches. To her right, the family was relaxing with smokes and a few drinks, sprinkled with jokes and laughter. She was lost in what she was watching, that she barely noticed Rye walking up from behind her.

He swung over the log next to Lena, looked down at her, and looked in the direction she was gazing at. A small smile crept across his face. She seemed so peaceful, just taking in what was going on. He admired that she didn’t have to be the center of attention all of the time, that she could just step back and listen.

“Why are we sitting alone?” he asked.

Startled, Lena peeked up at the breathtaking voice. “I uhm, needed a small break away from all the action. It’s like these guys are grown Energizer Bunnies, they never stop going. And don’t get me started on Mackie.”

“Believe me I know. But why don’t you sit over there by them?”

“For a few reasons: one, I really like my head, and don’t want it to turn up missing because someone decided to spike the ball in the wrong direction. Two, I’m a li’l chilly, and wanted to watch the sun sizzle out into the water. Is there a problem?”

“Oh no, not at all.” He smiled at her. She turned away, blushing of course. She could feel his eyes still on her. It drove her insane, but she absolutely loved it. She turned to look at him curiously, when it was Rye’s turn to blush away.

“You know what’s really good? This watermelon. You should go and try some.”

He glanced over at the table with a half-carved melon sitting in the middle.

“You’re right. I’ll go and get some now. Be right back.”

She watched him stride over to the table, grab a plate, and cut a few slices for himself. He turned to look at her, curled up and cozy by the blaze, smiling back at him, when he cringed, just hearing that voice.

“There you are baby! I was lookin’ all over for you!” exclaimed Nicole. She strolled over from the sliding doors straight to Rye. Sliding her hands up and down her chest, she greeted him with a deep kiss, not meant for everyone’s eyes. There she stood, next to Rye, in a too-small jean skirt, with a matching pink too-small tube top. It looked like she was about to keel over, spilling everything that shirt was supposed to hold back.

Rye smacked his lips together as if saying “Oh boy, here we go.” Nicole started looking around the area, seeing who was here. She saw everyone that was playing Mackie-ball, and the parents enjoying their peace-time. And then saw little Lena staring into the bonfire. Nicole took note on how she was sitting alone, meaning one thing, someone had to be sitting with her. Everyone else seemed to be busy; all that was left was Rye. But she wouldn’t make a scene about it… yet. She’ll remember this for later.

Lena sat quietly, straining her ears to hear everything that was going on between Nicole and Rye. She could only tell that Nicole wanted to be somewhere and that Rye was her only way of getting there. She could hear Rye’s reluctance to bring her, and then they were gone. Of course Nicole said her Hellos and Good Byes to Mr. and Mrs. Perretti. But as soon as that was over, they were gone.

Lena peered over at the table and saw Rye’s helping of watermelon untouched. She started to choke up a little bit. She really liked his presence. She liked talking to him. Even though it was a small chat, there would have been more. She brushed it off, got up, cleared her plate and walked over to the volley ball net.

She was greeted by a tap of the ball to the head, and a sweet hug from Mackenzie. It was as if she knew. And to be honest, she did. She saw it all. She saw the two smiling at each other. She saw the ease in Lena, the comfort the two shared. She even felt the anguish Lena felt when Rye left. ‘One day, it will happen. I can feel it,’ she thought to herself. She let go of Lena, and the group started up another game.

 

--=9=--

 

Rye pulled into the driveway. He was a bit on the irritated side. He endured an entire night trying to calm down Nicole. She was all over the place. Drinking whatever came her way, and bitching at anyone and everyone. He finally drove her drunk-ass back to her house, at 2:30 am. He was exhausted, and all he really wanted was a drink for himself, then to crash in his bed.

He took a shot of some whisky, and headed up to the bathroom. He hopped in and out of the shower. He wrapped a towel around himself before heading down the hall to his room. As he crept down the hall, he noticed Lena’s room was open, just a crack. Her window was open, and it blew a gust of air into the room, and out the door. It blew her fragrance into his face, stirring up all the feelings he had when he was talking to her earlier.

She smelled like sweet lilacs mixed with an even blend of vanilla. He took another breath in before heading to his room. He slapped on a pair of boxers before slipping under his covers. He sat there; wondering what would happen if he stayed talking to Lena all this time. Would anything happen? Nah, she doesn’t seem the type to help Rye commit adultery. She was too sweet in that sense. God, Rye loved everything about her. She barely did anything, and already she’s the only thing on his mind. Seriously, what if they spent a day alone, just talking, having fun, and fooling around? There was no doubt in Rye’s mind. He would make Lena his, whatever it took. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to spend a moment away from her. Even now he felt that way.

He took a deep breath, and tried to picture what would have happened today. Although sex as a first move really isn’t the way to go, it was the only thing on Rye’s mind, when it came to Lena anyway. Her slim lengthy body would fit perfectly over his body. Her perky breasts belonged in his hands, his mouth, all over him. He was craving her sweet scent of dripping lilac-y sweat.

He honestly could picture it perfectly right now.

 

--=10=--

 

 He sliced the watermelon onto his plate, and looked over at Lena. Her feet were tucked closely to her body, arms wrapping around them. She had a smile slipping to the right. She tilted her head, pursing her lips together, pondering. Rye looked down, shyly, and walked his way back to her. He planted himself next to her on the sandy ground.

He took a bite into his melon, and made a sound of satisfaction. Never has watermelon ever tasted so sweet to him, and not to sound cliché, but he knew it was because he was sharing the moment with her.

“Mmm, this really is good.”

“Right? When I saw how red it was, I knew I just had to have a slice.” She took a bite herself. She giggled when she looked over and saw that Rye had engorged an entire slice in one bite. There was juice all over his perfectly framed mouth. Lena reached over for a napkin to pat him dry. She lightly dabbed his cheeks, smoothing over his chin, until she finally reached over his lips. She pressed the napkin lightly from side to side, making sure to get all of the juice.

Rye lifted his hand and rested it on her arm, and started to soothe it up to her hand, where he grabbed it, and kissed the palm. Lena looked a little shocked, taken aback. She bent her head smiling, emotions whirling through her head. She looked up at Rye, and saw he was studying her eyes. Looking left, looking right. He was in deep thought, and he tilted his head slightly. He was interested as to what would happen if he…

Kissed her.

So he did. He leaned down, watching her movements, being careful not to startle her. Her eyes, which started off as wide from anticipation, began to lightly close, letting everything just… happen. Nothing troubled her when their lips met. He cupped her right cheek, bringing her closer to him. She parted her lips, and his tongue lightly slipped across them. Lena made a light moan as her tongue felt his, sliding across each other. He tilted his head to the right, and so did she. His hand started running up her hair, becoming tangled by silky brown strands.

He took one more kiss from her before pulling back and looking at her, with grinning eyes.

“Hmm… Would you like to go upstairs? You know, before people notice and start making fun of us…” asked Rye quietly.

Lena thought for a moment to herself. Now, she knew she was slightly awkward and inexperienced to the blunt question that was proposed to her. But she knew she would never know what would happen if she never tried.

“Sure, let’s go.”

They snuck through the sliding doors, leaving everyone outside completely unaware of their business. The house was dark, with a few lights shining, so their steps were extra careful not to slip or bump into something. Lena reached the stairs when she felt Rye’s arm slip around her, pulling her close. He kissed her deeply, feeling her back with his arms, and her sides with his strong hands. Her hands slid across his neck, pulling herself up closer to meet his demanding lips.

He let go of her body, smoothing his hands up over her back, to her shoulders, and then gliding them up over her arms. She let go of his neck, meeting his hands, and wrapped her fingers into his, bringing both arms down. Her breathing started to get heavy. Her heart was racing at a high rate. Lust was being pumped with her rushing blood, filling her body with eagerness for what’s to come.

Rye broke their kiss, still holding onto her hand, and started up the stairs. Their steps were hasty, almost sprinting down the hall where they rushed through his door. When Lena stepped in through the door, he closed it by pressing her body against it. Their kisses became more urgent, hands were more aggressive, and the electricity between them became more demanding.

Lena’s hands traced down his chest, slipping under his shirt, and helped him lift it over his head. She moved her hand over his well defined abs, moving slower down, until her fingers were clasped around his belt. She slipped her thumbs past his jeans, even under his boxers, where she continued to follow the lines of his muscles. Rye’s hands were placed on the door for support as he watched Lena slide her body down the door, meeting face to face with his fully grown, and throbbing, trapped member.

She unbuckled him, unzipped him, and stripped him free of his jeans. Through the little peep hole was his aching dick, standing straight out, pleading for some attention. She admired his size, as he stood a straight seven inches. Lena grabbed the base, squeezing it before she placed her lips over his head. She ran her tongue in circles over the tip, and slowly started pumping his girth. Rye rolled his head back in shear pleasure, pressing back as her head started to bob, meeting every up-stroke from her hand. The saliva started to drip down from her lips, seeping in between her fingers which gave a nice layer of lube to the rest of him. Her left hand crept up his thigh, when she cupped his balls, and slowly rolled them between her fingers. She pressed her palm into them, while running two fingers over his gooch.

His body started to tense, and he knew he was about to lose control, so he pulled away, making a pop sound as the head slipped past her tight lips. She looked up at him, with perfectly round eyes, brushing away any excess saliva dripping from her lips. He pulled her up, so his lips could met hers. He picked her up, and carried her over to his bed, where he carefully laid her down. He began to kiss down her neck, simultaneously with his hands which were climbing up her stomach.

Her legs were still wrapped around Rye, so she sat up when he lifted her shirt. He popped her bra off, setting free her plump breasts, and erect nipples. He pushed her back down by kissing down her neck, and hand grasping her breast, rolling the pink morsel between his thumb and finger, making her groan in pleasure. His other hand slipped from under her skirt, sliding up her thigh, slipping under her drenched bikini bottom. He smoothed his fingers over her tender lips, spreading them lightly while stroking each side with eager but gentle intensity.

Lena’s other breast was occupied by her own hand, as she began to pinch her own nipple, squirming over both Rye’s and her own pleasure. He slipped a finger in between her folds, stroking the inside of her tight pussy. It was extremely wet, and very inviting. He pulled his finger out, and hooked it around the bottom of her panties, and slid them from her. The aroma of her musky bikini was enough to make him tick.

He reached his head down, spread her legs which opened her glistening pussy lips. He stroked his tongue over her lips, sucking them into his mouth, flicking his tongue against them. He was so hot from all that was happening that he didn’t waste any time in pleasing Lena. He slipped two fingers into her slippery hot snatch, while vibrating his tongue over her clit.

All Lena could manage were deep throated moans, and bucking her hips back into Rye’s hungry face. Her hands were tightly clenched onto the blankets, it was the only support she had. Her breathing got heavier, and the groans became louder, her climax was coming, and she knew she could no longer take Rye’s attack.

A soft scream came from Lena as the fingers deep in her cunt were rubbing her ridged walls, waiting for their release.

“I… I … Can’t take it anymore Rye… I… I…” she pleaded.

Rye pulled himself up and lifted her hips to meet his one swift thrust. She turned her head to the side as she let out a loud whine and grinded her hips back onto Rye’s needy dick. He pumped into her greedily, feeling every ridge and bump in her squeezing pussy. He groaned with each thrust, as his crotch slapped into hers. Her breathing started to quicken, becoming random… from holding her breath… inhaling deeply… holding… exhale very little… inhale… exhale… in… ex… in… out… went Rye’s pulsing cock. It was the last thrust that did it all.

Forcing his thick dick into her small cunt, he held her as loads of cum began to spew out, causing a tremendous orgasm which swept over his body, making him shake. Her body trembled beneath him as her own orgasm began to swim through her body. Her pussy walls grabbed his cock with such intensity, that it squeezed the very last drops of his cum out, and sucking it for its greedy self. Her silky snatch throbbed over his cock, grabbing and letting go… grabbing… letting go… stroking his member as she slid him in and out gently, to calm them both down.

Exhausted, Rye crashed next to Lena, giving her sweet kisses all along her ear, her neck, his hands smoothing over her moonlit body. His breathing started to meet Lena’s as it slowed down and began a rhythm.

“Now, wouldn’t it be a funny if this really happened?” Lena whispered to him. Wait what?

Fuck. It would be one hell of a dream. Too bad this was just a thought to get himself off. Rye sat there, realizing that he just jizzed all over his freshly showered body. He sighed, rolled over and out of his bed, and snuck to the bathroom to clean his fully satisfied cock.

 

To be continued…

es and began to kiss and blow on his cock, driving him crazy.
Then I opened my mouth wide and leaned in, letting his whole cock into my mouth without touching it with my lips. Once I had the whole thing in my mouth, I closed my mouth around it, circling it with my tongue and sucking on it gently.
He about went nuts.
I move my mouth up and down him for a while until he was ready to blow. Then I just stopped and sat him back down on the sofa.
I went to the end table and took out my dildo. I sat on the floor infront of him and began to masturbate. I made sure he could see my pussy as I fucked myself with the dildo. This really drove him crazy. As I was about to cum, he coame down onto the floor and took the dildo from me, fucking me with it and sucking my nipples.
Then When I was done cumming, he removed the dildo, replacing it with his cock. He fucked me hard for about 5 minutes. The whole time he was playing with my clit and sucking my nipples.
When we came, it was so good that I couldn't breath afterwards.
Happy Birthday

dom hookups that made her wish she was more outgoing.  This is not to say she did not have offers.  Amanda had a laundry list of boys and girls who always begged her to join them at house parties and bar hops.  However, feeling like she lacked those social tools she would just flash her unintentionally sexy smile and decline.  Three months into the torture of watching the world pass her by, Amanda decided to rush a sorority to help her cause.  She had little trouble getting bids from all the elite houses, and she finally settled on the most popular one on campus.

Amanda’s shyness was readily apparent, and she was assigned the most outgoing girl in the house as her big sister.  Amanda immediately liked Kate, or “Big Katie” as she was known throughout campus.   Kate was a junior who was loved by all and exuded the self-confidence Amanda longed for.  Despite being a BBW, Kate was a very cute girl who never seemed to be at loss for dates.  She had medium length brown hair that actually framed her dimpled face nicely, and massive 40 E breasts.  Kate was your typically good time girl, whose sense of humor and personality made her the life of the party.  Kate also loved sex.  She unapologetically hooked up with lots of guys and girls, and felt at ease talking about her conquests and sexuality.  Her stories were the stuff of legend in the house and actually commanded the respect of her sisters.   

Despite being the polar opposite of Amanda – outgoing, promiscuous and wild – Kate also felt an immediate connection to Amanda.  She viewed it as her job to bring Amanda out of her shell.  She saw the potential in her gorgeous little sister to be the most sought after girl on campus if the young freshman could just be comfortable in her own skin.  Kate knew sex was the key to unlocking Amanda.  She wanted to show her pledge the incredible power she could yield with her sexuality and devised a plan to do so.

Wednesday nights were earmarked for pledges to meet with their big sisters.  About six weeks into pledging, Kate decided to put her plan into effect and instructed Amanda to meet her at her apartment for a couple beers and a “girls’ night in.”  Amanda arrived at Kate’s at 6 pm, dressed in sweatpants and sports bra covered by a zippered sweatshirt.   Even dressed down, Kate could see how sexy the freshman was.   After an hour and multiple drinks, Kate turned the conversation to sex.

“You know all the guys in every house can’t stop asking me about you, right?”

“A couple have hit on me, but nothing I’m not used to”, Amanda self-consciously answered.

“You need to come out of that shell sweetie, you have no idea how much fun you could have.”

“That’s why I joined up, I just don’t know how to do it.”

“I know and that is exactly what we’re going to work on tonight.  Do you know why they call me “Big Katie?”

Amanda was a little shocked and didn’t know how to answer.  She loved Kate and didn’t want to hurt her feelings by stating the obvious.  But before she could answer, Kate broke the silence.

“It’s not because of my body.  I love my body and you know I never need to look far for dick.”

Amanda blushed.  This conversation was a lot different from the dirt sessions in the sorority house where she could hide in silence or get away with short boring stories that belied her shyness.  But she there was no place to run now.  She was alone with Kate and there was no way to avoid this topic of conversation.

“I’ve actually had this nickname since middle school”, Kate continued.  “It has nothing to do with size – guys get off with me like nobody else.”

“Huh?”, was all Amanda could say through her confusion.

“I don’t know what it is, and I used to think it was just something a guy would say to make me feel he wasn’t ashamed of fucking me, but I give any guy I’m with massive orgasms”, Kate explained. “Somewhere around my sophomore year in high school a couple guys I hooked with on the baseball team started the nickname . Guys would take me out just to see if the rumor is true and it just stuck.”

“Why are you telling me this”, Amanda asked, her voice a mix of shock, embarrassment and curiosity.

“Because I want you get the difference between us.  You’re a hundred times hotter than me but don’t have an ounce of confidence.  If you just loosened up a little, you could be the queen of the entire goddamn school.”

“It’s not like I can flip a switch and be you, Kate”, Amanda protested.

“What if it were that simple?”, Kate countered.  “What if it all you need is to see the effect sex can have on your confidence.”

“I don’t know”, Amanda answered, starting to wonder if that was really all she needed.  “You know what you’re doing and I wouldn’t even know where to start.”

A knock at the door broke up the conversation, and Kate put down her beer and got up.  “That’s why I’ve arranged for a little tutorial.  Whatever happens just relax .  You don’t have to do anything but watch and learn.”

Amanda was surprised when Kate answered to door to a man in his early forties.  He had glasses and was slightly balding.  Amanda first thought the guy was a professor from his slightly geeky attire of khakis and a plaid shirt.  But as Kate invited him in, they exchanged a quick friendly kiss and the two joined Amanda on the couch. 

“This is Larry”, Kate said.  “Larry’s a friend of mine I met on Craig’s List that is going to help me with demonstrate something.”

Amanda was frozen, partly in fear but mostly in shock.  Although Larry seemed to be in decent shape, he was a middle aged guy who looked like he was going to try to sell them insurance.  Was Kate going to screw this guy? Was she going to ask her to leave? Was this some sort of initiation prank?

Amanda sat in stunned silence as Larry and Kate sipped a beer and made small talk.  After a couple minutes she was convinced his presence was a joke meant to test her sense of humor.  The relief Amanda felt was short lived however, when Larry finished his beer and stood up in front of Kate.

“Shall we get this started?”, he said.

Kate just smiled and nodded as Larry reached down and brazenly fondled one of her breasts.  He bent down and skid his tongue in Kate’s mouth, lowering the straps on her top to reveal her massive pierced tits.  She reciprocated the kiss and began unbuckling his pants.

Amanda was a deer in headlights.  She wanted to run but couldn’t move.  She felt like she was watching this all unfold from above the room.  Her big sister, whom she trusted and admired, was hooking up with a strange guy from the internet two feet in front of her.  Amanda wanted to say something but her mouth wouldn’t work.  She remembered Kate saying she only had to watch and the desire that led her to join the sorority kept her from bolting out the door.

Kate broke her kiss with Larry and removed his cock.  It was average size and unremarkable.  Kate made eye contact and gave Amanda a quick wink before swallowing the whole thing on her first pass.  Larry groaned and his whole body instinctively stiffed from the incredible sensation.  Amanda just sat there in amazement as Kate gave the decades older stranger a skillful blowjob.  She alternated long deep strokes to the back of her mouth with teasing kisses along the head of Larry’s dick.  Before long he was moaning and when Kate leaned back and flipped her tongue around the tip, he was oozing pre-cum. 

Kate stood up and led the balding man by the dick to her bed across the room.  Once there he unbuttoned his shirt while she slid out of her shorts.  Larry was obviously turned on by Kate’s large frame and milky skin, as he exhaled hard when she laid back on the bed and spread her legs for him.  Her meaty pussy was already well lubed, and she ran her finger along her slit while waiting for Larry to finish undressing.

“Any questions, sweetie?”, Kate asked across the room to Amanda as she reclined.  It was the first words addressed to her since Larry arrived and it took Amanda a second to process.  As Larry finished removing his clothes and positioned himself on top of Kate, Amanda realized they weren’t going to use protection.

“Shouldn’t he put on a rubber or something”, Amanda sheepishly asked.

 “Ordinarily yeah”, Kate answered as Larry stroked his cock and rubbed it against her wet pussy.  “But Larry here is married and doesn’t get out often.  Married guys are the absolute best – they’re always up for no strings sex and fuck crazy good.  They’re clean because they are kept under lock and key at home and desperate to get off.”

Amanda didn’t think she could be any more surprised but Kate’s response sent her to another level.  “How the hell do you know that?”, Amanda replied in disbelief.

“He’s here isn’t he sweetie?”, Kate shot back.

Their brief conversation was cut short as Larry slid himself into Kate.  She cooed as he rested himself on top of her.  He kissed Kate and they shared a giggle acknowledging the feeling that only the two of them enjoyed.

Amanda was silent as she forced herself to watch her big sister get fucked by this cheating older man.  Although her view was confined to Larry’s hairy back and ass pumping in between Kate’s beefy legs, she slowly became aware that the show was in fact turning her on.   The room quickly filled with the must of sex and Kate’s wet pussy.  Larry settled into a steady pace and the only sounds were the wet slapping of his cock into her and occasional kiss between the two.  Amanda unconsciously slid her hand inside her panties and began stroking her pussy.  She closed her eyes and bit her lip when her fingers found her glistening clit.   When she opened her eyes she was embarrassed to find Kate staring at her with a devious grin from underneath Larry.  When her eyes locked onto Amanda’s, Kate’s pussy began to spasm and the freshman could see her big sister’s eyes begin to roll back into her head.  Larry sensed the near orgasm pant of the girl and picked up his pace.

“Oh fuck, that’s it baby, c’mon, you’re going to make me cum hard”, whined Kate as she focused her attention back to the cock inside her.   Amanda was in unchartered territory.  The new nasty feeling of playing with herself while watching her friend get fucked was too much, and her head rolled back as a strong orgasm rushed over through her body.  Kate simultaneously let loose her own orgasm and moaned loudly as waves of pleasure shuttered through her.  She buried her hear into Larry’s chest as her continued to fuck her as hard as he could. 

When Amanda came down from her orgasm she let out a little giggle of her own and licked her teeth savoring the feeling.  She was snapped back to reality by the sound of Larry’s panting.  Kate was kissing the older man’s chest and sensed he was close to cumming.  Like a shark smelling blood in the water she dipped her hips to allow Larry deeper into her.  His thrusts were becoming erratic and his balls ached.  Kate rested her hands on his hips and guided them as his head started to bob.

“There you go honey, c’mon… I feel how close you are… mmmmm… ah yeah… time for me to return the favor… c’mon unload in me so you can go home…” Kate coached.

Amanda was fixated on the sight of Larry fucking Kate.  She was overwhelmed by the pure lust of the image and now couldn’t wait for the man to cum.  Kate shared her sentiments and waited anxiously for the feeling of her lover’s orgasm.  She wouldn’t have to wait long.  She writhed underneath the married man begging him to cum.  Kate’s words and the unbelievable sensation of her soaked pussy sent Larry into overdrive.  The feeling of his chest against her large belly and enormous tits was too much for the sex starved man. 

Amanda watched in awe as Larry’s back arched and he went still.  She heard him let out a guttural moan as “Big Katie” lived up to her name.  Larry’s balls tightened and he let loose a huge orgasm, flooding Kate’s pussy with months of pent up semen.  The first blast splattered against the back of Kate’s womb, and she instinctively curled her legs around his holding him tight.  Even Kate was surprised by the intensity of Larry’s orgasm and she let out a gasp.  Larry cried out in pleasure, bucking his hips wildly into Kate several more times as he emptied his balls.  When his cock was finally finished erupting, Larry lay still on top of Kate as they both let out a relived laugh and kissed passionately.  He kept himself lodged inside her as the sexy sorority girl licked his lips affectionately. 

After several minutes Amanda watched as Larry began to stir and finally lifted himself off Kate.  When his deflated cock emerged, a thick steady stream of cum flowed from Kate’s pussy.  He gave Kate a kiss on the forehead and whispered his gratitude in her ear.  He hastily collected his clothes and scurried into the bathroom without making eye contact with Amanda.

With Larry in the bathroom, Amanda and Kate sat silently for a moment.  Kate was still on her back and amusing herself by playing with the river of cum that still rushed from her pussy.  When she finally looked up, Amanda was simply staring at her with a flushed look.

“Pretty intense, huh?”, Kate asked as Amanda tried to get a handle on what she had just witnessed.

“Uh huh”, Amanda meekly answered.

“It’s just sex, sweetie”, Kate matter of factly stated as she lifted herself onto her elbows.  “I know you liked watching us, and for the couple minutes you let your guard down there, you were the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen….Hell you made me cum from across the room.”

Amanda blushed and thought about what Kate had said.  She did enjoy watching Kate fuck that guy, and had to admit it made her cum harder than ever before.  In that moment she had a breakthrough.  She had experienced the feelings of freedom that she saw in everybody else around her.  Kate had gotten her into the private party she thought she would never be allowed in.  Amanda knew she had to have that feeling again, and craved the freedom it brought her.  She looked up at Kate and confidently sat up in her chair….”What do we do next then?”.

“That’s my girl”, Kate smiled.  Her plan was working and she knew what to do.  The night was still young…

 

….To be continued.

 

e gave her the best fuck of her life. Three days later, she still felt the damage his massive cock had done to her pussy. It was still tender. But every time she thought about the time they spent in his hot tub she shuddered, her heart skipped a beat.

What should she do about Rick though. She felt bad. Rick called her and asked if she would join him for dinner. She quickly accepted since James had not called yet. Just as she was getting ready for her date, James called her. “Hi Gorgeous, sorry I did not call you sooner. I was very busy. I would love to see you again this weekend. How about Friday night?” She answered yes for sure. Two lovers in two days! That wa so unlike her and so unlike how she had been raised. However, it was very exciting to be wanted by two men at the same time. She dressed very nice for Rick but she felt naughty. She put on a sexy purple dress that left her shoulders uncovered. She could not wear a bra with this dress and her large perky breasts were pushing the fabric. She had on a purple thong that fit her like a glove. Her long legs were accentuated by an expensive pair of purple sandals with 5” stiletto heels. Rick was waiting fo her outside her house in a brand new Ferrari. She had never been in a Ferrari. They kissed and he took her to one of the most expensive restaurants in town. Heads were turning when people saw her walk in. Even though she was 40, she looked stunning in that outfit. They sat at a private table and started chatting and drinking expensive wine. The meal was exquisite and out of most people price range. Finally they took a stroll through downtown and a small park. It was quite romantic and they kissed several times very tenderly. He kept telling her how beautiful she looked. He was holding her ass a few times and she knew he had felt that she had a thong on. They went back to the restaurant and took his Ferrari back. On the way there he was rubbing her thigh and giving her all kinds of compliments. How smooth her skin is, how long her legs are. Driving slowly through the busy street in this Ferrari and getting all this attention from inside the car and all the passerbys was starting to make her feel really sexy. Once they got onto darker roads she leaned over and began massaging his leg and then his privates. They drove in his mansion’s huge garden. As soon as he stopped the car, she undid his zipper slowly while staring in his eyes. He was already erect. She slowly leaned over and licked the length of his shaft. The vibrations of the car were acting like a vibrator and she could feel that she was getting wet. She gobbled his prick and took most of it in until she gagged. She then furiously went up and down his cock. The cramped space inside the Ferrari was not ideal for this type of behavior. He lifted her head and told her, “You are amazing let’s continue this inside shall we.” They walked in the empty mansion through several rooms and all the way to an entertainment room with couches, a pool table and a bar. He opened a bottle of champagne and they sat on the couch and started making out. She did not see that he had dropped a fine powder in each glass. His glass had a massive dose of Viagra and hers had ectasy. The champagne was starting to make her feel really drunk and soon she was rubbing his cock through his pants. He lifted her dress, and rubbed her pussy through the thong which was soon wet. Soft music filled the air and the lights were dim. He stood up and refilled her champagne. Soon she felt warm and she got up and started to dance to the music slowly while drinking. She swayed her hips in a very sexy way. He got up and stood in front of her with his erection standing in front of him. He pushed down on her shoulders and she squatted on her high heels and started sucking his cock again. After a while He sat down on a couch and she kneeled in front of him going crazy on him. He could not hold it any longer. He grabbed her head and held her down while he came deep in her mouth. She gagged briefly as she had never taken in her mouth a man’s cum thinking it was disgusting. More was coming and she was forced to swallow. Once he was done he released her and told her how wonderful she was. He lifted her by the hand and said he would return the favor. She removed her dress and stood there in her thong and high heels. He pushed her on her back on the couch and started eating her pussy. She pulled her legs wide apart and enjoyed the expert action of his tongue, He slowly inserted a warm vibrator in her pussy. She moaned loudly as the vibrations pushed her closer to an orgasm. She writhed on the couch but he only pushed a couple inches of the device in and then pulled it out. He resumed his slow licking and fingered her anus. Once she was ready to explode he stood up, dragged her to the pool table and made her sit on it. He continued inserting the vibrator to get her going again, pulled it out and inserted his cock inside instead. He grabbed her legs and lifted them high together with one hand. Her stilettos were pointing straight up. He started pounding her pussy narrowed by the position while one hand pulled on her nipples. After a couple minutes she screamed and came suddenly. He kept on pounding her without slowing down and started rubbing her clit with the vibrator. He seemed like a machine and just pounded his rock hard cock in her fast. He would remove almost all of it and slide in again brutally. The combined action of the vibrator and his cock made her come again. This time he came inside her pussy.

She was without strength and thought he would be done so she started walking away to get tissues. As soon as she was done cleaning herself up he pulled her back to the couch. He pushed her done over the armrest. Her ass was high up, her face in the leather. He walked to her and shoved his cock in her mouth. She could not believe that it was hard again. She understood what he had done. He smiled at her and said “I wanted to give you all that you deserve. He caressed her breasts and fingered her pussy while she sucked on his cock. He pushed the vibrator against her pussy again and she started moaning and moving away, her clit was sensitive from the previous pounding. He then applied a gel to the dildo and pushed it against her anus. She was surprised but did not move away. She started feeling warm again and sucked his cock faster. He pushed the vibrator further and turned it off. He was using it as a regular dildo now. He moved behind her and removed the dildo. He  took out a bigger vibrator and pushed it in her pussy again. This time she did not complain and was moaning from pleasure. He pushed the big dildo all the way to the hilt and started pushing his cock inside her ass. That time she moved and bucked from the pain. She was trying to push him away so he slowed down his penetration. He turned on the large vibrator inside her pussy and she screamed “oh yesssss” He understood that signal and started fucking her in the ass. Every time he pushed deep, her head would rise and rise up and she screamed a low “raaahhhH”    As he increased his tempo he grabbed roughly her hips and she started screaming louder. She had never been double penetrated and this was more than she could bear. She let out one last scream and came violently. He did not stop even though she was shaking and he attacked her ass very fast until he came inside her. She kept trembling even after he removed himself and the vibrator from her. She could not move anymore. He cleaned himself up and her and sat next to her head on the couch. He was still hard. She whispered “you naughty man”.  He laughed while gently rubbing her body. He gave her more of the ecstasy loaded champagne. She revived a bit and he shoved his cock in her mouth again. She did not push him away as she craved more contact. He asked her if she wanted naughtier stuff. She moved away a bit laughed and said no. “That is the naughtiest I can take”. He turned her over and while biting her nipples gently he fucked her in a missionary position on the couch. She took a long time to come that time, she was getting used to the kinkiness..

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went out the rear entrance and jumped into a waiting Oldsmobile 98. "Hi," she said as she slid into the plush front seat while sliding over to sit next to the driver. "Hi yourself," he answered back, giving her a quick kiss on the mouth. Pulling away from the curb, he made a right turn and headed east. Before they had even driven half a block, Dan, the driver of the car, had slipped his hand up under Linda's skirt and wormed his finger into her already dripping slit. "Baby wants some sugar today," he said in a half teasing, half serious voice. Linda, opening her legs a little wider, leaned up against him and said, "Oh Dan, I need it really bad, please hurry up!" Five minutes later they were parked in a semi deserted area on Chicago's lake front not far from down town. With the imposing skyline behind them, Dan started unbuttoning the front of Linda's blouse revealing a lacy white low cut bra that showed off her 36C breasts to their best advantage. Everyday she wore sexy under clothes in case Dan called and wanted her, and now as he unsnapped her front opening bra, the firm tits spilled into his waiting hands and he said, "Oh baby, you know how I love these!" Her nipples stiffened under his persistent touch, and she squirmed her ass around, trying to put some pressure on her burning clit. She was so hot for Dan she could hardly stand it! The strange thing about it, was that Linda was happily married for about three years and loved her husband very much, and while she hadn't meant for this affair to start, it just happened!!! We have to go back to the beginning to find out how a happily married young woman would take a phone call at work, take off her knickers, get into a car, and let another man stick his finger into her vagina!

It all started when Linda was visiting a friend of hers one Saturday afternoon. Linda and her friend Connie were sunning themselves by the pool in Connie's apartment complex, and while Linda was usually pretty closed mouth about her private life, Connie was just the opposite. She liked nothing better than trading gossip about other people's sex lives! It was at this time she started giving Linda the third degree about her and her husband Greg. "Greg's out of town again, huh," Connie asked, "how long this time?!?" "Oh about two weeks," Linda replied, "he'll be back on the twenty third." "Boy that's a long time to go without it, how do you do it," teased Connie?!? "CONNIE," Linda chided, "it's not that long, and besides, when we are together it's very good!" "Yeah sure," laughed Connie, "I couldn't go two weeks if my life depended on it!" Linda just laughed and shook her head. "What do you say we hit a movie tonight and go skiing with Vinnie tomorrow," asked Connie, "ya know he just bought a new boat, and he's taking it up to the Chain to try it out?" Linda thought about it for a second, and decided that a day on the water would be fun, besides, she really liked Connie's boy friend Vinnie, and she hadn't been water skiing in years! "Okay," said Linda, "that sounds good!"

"Wow,Vinnie, what a beautiful boat," exclaimed Linda, as she walked along side the gleaming twenty nine foot Bayliner! It was actually almost stunning, Vinnie owned his own business, and only bought the best! Connie and Linda hopped aboard, but Vinnie stayed on the dock and said, "We have to wait a few minutes, Dan's coming along, and he just ran down to the store to get some food and drinks." "Who's Dan," Linda asked Connie? "Oh, just Vinnie's business partner, I've only met him a couple of times, but he seems nice enough," replied Connie. The two women wandered around the boat, checking out it's many features, while they waited for Dan. Ten minutes later, a tall handsome man came down the dock, struggling to balance three bags of groceries. "I think I got everything," Dan said, "I even remembered to bring nachos!" Vinnie grabbed a bag and the two men stepped on board. "Dan, this is Linda, Connie's friend from work," Vinnie said, "and Linda, this is Dan, my best friend and business partner." "Nice to meet you," said Linda, extending her hand. "It's my pleasure," replied a smiling Dan, while accepting her handshake. Was it her imagination, or had he held on to her hand a split second longer than necessary? Her thought was quickly forgotten, however, as Dan cast off the lines and Vinnie guided the big boat out into the channel that lead to the lake.

It was a beautiful day to be on the water, and everyone had a great time skiing, swimming, eating, and drinking, but at certain times, Linda was sure that she felt Dan staring at her. Even though she was wearing a bikini and had a very nice figure, she felt that his gaze was more than just being appreciative of the female form! That night as they dined on the boat underneath the starry sky, Linda was more aware than ever of Dan's magnetic personality. When ever he had the chance, he would rest his hand on Linda's arm as they spoke to each other, she shivered as it was something she hadn't experienced in a long long time! It seemed that when he talked to her she was the only one in the world on his mind, and coupled with the beer and wine, Linda was feeling things that a married woman shouldn't have felt! At about ten o'clock, Connie pulled Linda aside and said, "I'm going to spend the night with Vinnie here on the boat, could you grab a lift with Dan back to my apartment, I'll stop by in the morning and pick you up on the way to work, okay?" Before Linda could even answer, Connie kissed her on the cheek and said, "Thanks, I'll see you in the morning!" Linda looked over at Dan and said, "Well I guess you're stuck with me, shall we go?" Together they walked over to Dan's car and headed back to the city.

It was about a forty five minute drive back to Connie's place, and Linda was feeling the effects of the liquor and eight hours in the hot sun. She leaned back in the plush seat and let her thoughts drift along with the soft jazz Dan had coming out of the stereo. She offered no resistance when she felt Dan's hand on her bare thigh, she knew it was wrong, but at the moment she just didn't care. Gently he pulled her over so she was sitting next to him as he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to his side. She snuggled up close, and again offered no resistance when he cupped her breast and began twisting her nipple, in fact, she moved even closer and rested her head on his shoulder. For several miles they drove in silence, with Dan touching Linda's chest through her shirt and bra. "What a wonderful touch," thought Linda, and she felt the gnawing feeling between her legs due to the persistent tit play. Dan, sensing that she was now under his control, leaned his mouth to her ear and whispered, "Take it out of my pants, now!" Now growing more excited, Linda's shaking hands fumbled with the belt and zipper of his dungarees. Finally getting them loose, she slid her hand inside only to discover he wasn't wearing any under wear! Reaching farther down her fingers encountered the largest cock she had ever felt! Her pussy lurched as she wrapped her hand around the massive organ while her breathing became shallow as she tried to fish the monster out of it's cotton prison. His penis felt alive in her hand, and she had an overwhelming desire to put it in her mouth, the only problem was the she couldn't get it out! Dan sensing her frustration, chuckled and reached down to help her with her problem!!! When it finally came out, Linda let out a groan at the mere sight of Dan's organ! Without another word, Linda dropped her head into his lap and let the head slip into her mouth. Overcome with desire, her head bobbed up and down on the stiff shaft while every few seconds Dan would urge her on with the words, "Suck it, suck it!!!" Linda, being only to happy to oblige, strained to get as much of it into her mouth as possible. Dan had been sucked by a lot of women, but never had he experienced a blow job like the one Linda was giving him! It only took a few minutes until he was blowing it into her hot mouth, while she moaned when the cum jetted into her throat as she struggled to swallow it all down. Even after he had cum, Linda didn't want to let the big pecker out of her mouth until finally Dan pulled her away and told her they were almost to Connie's place.

After pulling into a parking space, Dan turned and kissed Linda full on the mouth, again causing her pussy to throb. Looking her in the eye, he said, "Let's go upstairs!" She merely nodded and the two walked arm in arm up the stairs. Once inside the apartment, Linda was down on her knees trying to pull off Dan's jeans. "Let me see your cock, please," she implored, as he playfully kept her from getting to his pecker. Pulling her to her feet, he asked, "Would you do anything to have my cock?" "Yes, yes, anything," she begged, "just let me have it, please!!!" Letting her go, she was right at his groin, pulling it out to her eager mouth. Again, Linda turned into a cocksucking whore, only this time, Dan didn't want to cum in her mouth, he wanted some pussy! Pulling Linda to her feet, he led her into the bedroom, where he ordered her to strip as he lay back on the bed watching as Linda removed all of her clothing. Seeing the big pecker erect on his stomach, Linda leaned down and tried to put it back in her mouth, but Dan just pushed her away and laughed, "So you want some more of it," as he took it in his hand and gave it a few quick jerks? Linda reached for it again and said, "Please let me have it!!!" Shaking his head no, Dan offered, "Sit on it for a while and I'll let you suck afterwards!" Linda practically leaped on top of him, begging him to stick it in her. Positioning herself just right, the big dick slowly entered her tight little cunt as Linda lowered her cunt inch be inch until the whole monster was buried deep inside of her. Her excitement was now turning into delirium! In her whole life she had never felt so full of cock! Her ass rocked back and forth, packing the big pecker deeper into her straining slit, and even though they were hardly even moving, Linda was wracked with a cunt wrenching orgasm with her pussy convulsing around the big stud that was deep in her vagina. Dan pulled her down so the her nipples rested on his chest while he reached around her back, held her tight, and with one quick motion rolled her over onto her back, leaving him on top of her. "Now I'm going to show you what a real fuck is," he hissed through clenched teeth! Slowly at first he moved his penis in and out of her tight vagina, gradually picking up speed until he was literally pounding her quim into submission! Linda groaned in ecstasy as her pussy was being ravaged by the massive intruder, and while fucking her Dan whispered into her ear, "You're mine now, when ever I call, you come, do you understand me?!?" Barely able to speak, Linda shuddered back, "When ever you call, I'll......Oh God," she cried out, "I'm fucking cumming so fucking hard!!!" Dan's penis was now almost a blur diving in and out of her pussy, and hearing her scream out sent him over the edge as both of them climaxed like animals in heat! Collapsing on her chest, Dan struggled to regain his breath, until finally rolling off her with both of them panting like over heated dogs.

That brings us back to the car on the lake front. Whenever Dan calls her up, Linda meets him and either sucks him off or fucks him, or sometimes both! She is addicted to the big cock between his legs, and is powerless to help herself! So far her husband knows nothing of her extramarital affair, but it seems that it is only a matter of time until he finds out. Linda doesn't want to hurt him, but she will never give up her big cock, not even to save her marriage. Still tweaking her nipples, Dan gives the signal and Linda greedily pulls out her big "toy". When it's erect in her hand, Dan asks her, "Is this what you want, bitch?" He never gets an answer, except for the slurping sound coming from Linda's mouth! "Just remember," he says, "whenever I call, you cum!"

 

THE END

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this was not going to be the same, person-to
person, face to face.

My heart was pounding as the plane landed in Bogota.  It was late
evening. I'd heard all the warnings, about how Americans should be wary
here, but she was meeting me at the Hotel and that's all that mattered
to me.   She knew I was into computers, so she was taking me to
someplace called "Corporacion de ferias y exposiciones", then we were
going to "La Zona Rosa", for some "fun".  I was looking forward to it,
but it was something else she promised me was what had my heart
pounding. We discussed my real life fantasy, and she was so hot for it
I could even tell over a chat window.  It was going to happen tonight.

I found my bag and went through customs without question, where they
offered me free Columbian coffee, a real treat, by the way. You could
tell security measures were strong here, but people were pleasant and
friendly.  Johanna had told me how to dress, look and act to avoid
drawing attention to myself as an American, which was all comfortable
with me.  I waded through the people in the main terminal and stepped
from the airport doors of Eldorado Airport.  The weather was beautiful,
but I had heard that it almost ways was.

I had asked inside, and was told to take white taxi to Radisson Royal
Bogota Hotel.  There were a white taxis few there, so I asked one of
the drivers to take me to the hotel in the only Spanish I knew.  He
obviously understood and we were on our way.  He tried to speak to me
in Spanish, but I told him, in Spanish, that I was only learning.  He
told me in English, the he was only learning English.  Between the two
of us we had a nice conversation.

I got out at hotel and tipped the driver.  The hotel was fantastic.
Outside it was all white and glass.  When I stepped inside, it was all
wood, A long twisting staircase with rails, very clean.  I shouldn't
have been surprised, it was costing me $195 a day for five days.  But
Johanna was worth it, every penny.

I walked up to the counter to pick up my keys and information pamphlets.
As I talked to the young woman at the counter and showed her my
passport and papers, I noticed her glancing over my shoulder, as if she
were looking at something behind me. I was curious, so I looked around.
 For one second (and that was really ONE second), I saw those big eyes
and beautiful smile staring right at me.  The next second,she was
hugging me around my neck and squealing.

Johanna was exactly my height. Her gorgeous hair was in my face and she
smelled like heaven.  She finally pulled back and looked straight into
my eyes with her beautiful hazel eyes.  They were way more penetrating
than on her webcam.... And I could tell what was on her mind.  She had
that wicked little smile she had when she was thinking sex on the cam.  
We stood there saying nothing for a few seconds (I couldn't even speak,
she was so stunning).  Finally I cleared my head and turned around to
pick up my keys and pamphlets.

The woman at the counter smiled "Daughter?" she asked.   I turned
around, and Johanna and I smiled at each other.  I looked back.  "Umm..
no... a friend". The woman smiled a sly smile, handed me my keys and
paperwork. "Have a -very- nice stay, Mr. Jones" she said, getting back
to work.

I picked up my bag and turned around again.  Johanna took two steps
back. I finally was able to concentrate on more than her eyes as she
held her arms out at her sides and spun around for me.  She was wearing
a sheer sun skirt that fanned out as she turned.  You could see she was
wearing a short slip underneath.  Her beautiful brown hair also spread
magnificently through the air, coming to rest gently on her shoulders
as she stopped. Her head tilted down slightly as her eyes peered up
into mine. She smiled shyly and asked... "Do you like?" in that girlish
voice I had heard so many times before.

I was stunned. She was beautiful. I was so shocked, I couldn't speak for
a few moments.  When I hesitated, her eyebrows went up and her smile
diminished a bit.  I stuttered..  "Y- you're too beautiful for words."
I said, smiling.  She ran up to me again and locked her arms around my
neck, putting her lips to my ear.  "I'm so glad you're here, Phil" she
whispered. I put my arms around her, taking in the smell of her
perfume, enjoying the soft feel of her hair against my face, and her
gorgeous warm body pressed up against mine.  This is what I had been
waiting for, for a very long time, and I was going to drown in the
moment.

She pulled away, took hold of my hand and smiled.  "Show me your room? I
HAVE to see it!  This hotel is beautiful!"  I still couldn't take my
eyes off of her; it was heaven, just being close to her.  "Well?" she
quipped after a few moments of silence.  Her smile changed to one of
cunning.  I think she knew that I was gone.  She knew the only thing on
my mind was her. She had me totally in her control.

I snapped out of it and smiled.  "Sure!  I want to see what it looks
like, too!"  A young man that was standing nearby asked he could show
me to my room. I thanked him and he picked up my bags to lead the way
and I handed him the key. We went up the fine wooden stairs, holding
hands, glancing and smiling at each other as we went.

When we reached the room, the young man opened the door for us.  We
walked in and both of us were amazed.  Out of habit, I had ordered a
business suite.  It's the kind of place my company sent me on jobs.  
But this was fantastic.  "Oooooo!" she cooed as she let go of my hand
and starting running about the suite.  I tipped the young man, he
thanked me and closed the door.

The living room was traditional wood, with yellow walls, sofa, work
table, flat screen TV, chairs and a patio with a wonderful view of
Bogota.  Johanna was running her-slim fingers over the wood, smiling
back at me as she dashed to the dining room.  The wood tables and
pictures were quaint and comforting.  "Pretttty!" she said and ran into
the next room.  Then she found the bedroom.  I put one of my bags on
the work table and started opening it.  I had a special gift for her
from the US and I wanted to surprise her.

As I moved some things in the bag, I felt her hands slide around me from
behind, gently scraping her nails on my chest.  She lifted her chin and
rested it on my shoulder.  Her perfume was once again wafting into my
nostrils. Her touch and her smell were taking over everything I was.  
"What are you doing?" she asked.  Her voice had changed from that
quirky young girl, back to that sexy soft, soothing voice that I had
heard so often on the internet.

I smiled weakly and answered, without turning around.  "I brought you
something", a slight tremble in my voice from her hands roaming my
chest. She took one of my hands from the bag and gently turned me
around, pinning me softly against the table.  She stared deep into my
eyes.  By now, she knew well that those eyes were the strongest control
she had over me.  She only glanced down to reach for the top button of
my shirt, then looked hotly back at me.

"I've been waiting a long time for you, lover" she said as her hand
moved downward unbuttoning my shirt slowly.  "You're not going to make
me wait any longer, are you?" My hands gripped the table tightly,
trembling.  My mouth went dry.  I licked my lips and swallowed hard.  
The words just fell from me. "I want to you so bad" I whispered weakly.


She smiled as she opened my shirt, running her nails over my bare chest.
"Shhhhhh..." she said softly.  She rubbed her nail over a nipple,
making it stand up instantly and sending a shiver down my spine.  She
lowered her head and gently licked and sucked my nipple.  Her warm wet
tongue sent shocks all the way to my groin, and I felt myself getting
erect.  She looked up at me with that hot sexy smile once more and
switched nipples, driving me through the whole experience again.  My
knees grew weak, my eyes glazed over.  My vision went blurry.

She stopped and pulled me toward the bedroom, constantly leading me not
only by my hand, but with her eyes, glancing back into mine constantly.
 I couldn't believe this was finally going to happen.  My heart raced
uncontrollably as we entered the bedroom.   She stopped me just before
the bed. "Wait" she said.

She turned her back to me and pulled her beautiful brown hair over her
shoulder to the front.  "Zipper, please?" she asked innocently.  My
palms were sweaty as I gently took hold of the zipper and pulled it all
the way down to her soft cheeks.  "Thank you" she said, slowly dropping
the sun dress to the floor.  She tossed her hair back and stood there
now in front of me, smoothing her blue silk slip with her hands, all
the way down just below her cheeks.  She was looking at her shoulder.  
She knew I was in her control.

She bent over to the head of the bed. I was deliberately given a view of
the sheer white panties that almost revealed everything I desired.  She
pulled the covers down, as I stared at her beautiful legs and panties.  
She turned and sat on the bed, crossing her legs and looking at her
hands as she caressed the sheets and covers.  Slowly, she turned her
eyes on mine once more.  There was fire in her eyes now.  She was
ready, hot, and anxious and it showed.

She smiled once more; a controlling, lust-filled smile.  "Stay
there.....  and take your clothes off, please...." She whispered hotly.
 She had me.  She knew it.  And she was going to have me the way we
planned.  I stood overwhelmed for only a second and she tilted her head
down, her eyes filled with an almost evil lust as she snapped a little
louder.  "NOW, please, dear..." she said firmly, almost making me
flinch.  I began removing my clothes as she watched and smiled, her
legs still crossed, sitting on the bed only revealing a small bit of my
deepest desire; those lips that I had waited so long to taste.

I was totally in her control now, and she was taking full advantage of
it. All of my clothes went to the floor.  I stood there naked and hot
as she licked her lips gently, looking from my rock hard manhood to my
eyes and back. She moved toward the end of the bed and patted it. "Lie
down, arms at your side, please...."  She whispered hotly.  Her words
weren't questions and they weren't commands now.  They were echoes in
my ears.  I was burning with lust, apprehension, desire, everything.  
It started now.  And my body, mind and soul were overwhelmed in the
moment.

I laid down, right where she instructed.  Her eyes fixed on mine, her
sexy smile in full play, she slowly and sensually straddled my body,
her knees pinning my elbows to my sides. She leaned forward, gently
licked my neck with her warm wet tongue up to my ear.  "Don't move,
baby... don't talk" she said as she nipped at my earlobe.

She sat back, placing her sheer panties on my hot, hard cock.  She put
her weight down and I could feel her hot pussy lips beneath them.  
Looking up at her in the lacy, silk slip, she threw her head back and
began pushing her pussy back and forth against me, slowly,
deliberately.  AS she moved, she looked back down at me, pure evil sex
in her eyes, licking her lips.  She began massaging her breasts over
the slip, pinching her nipples, continually sliding back and forth.  
Soon, I could feel her wetness through her panties as she began to moan
softly.

"You're finally mine, baby..." she hissed, as she moved faster, biting
her lower lip.  She started breathing heavily as I felt her wetness get
hotter through her panties.  I was getting harder and starting to
throb.  I think she felt it.  I was trying not to talk but whispers
were coming from my lips. She tilted her head back and look down at me,
teasingly.  "Don't cum baby... I know you've wanted this.  Make it
last."  She slowed down again to keep me from reaching the edge too
quickly.

She continued riding my cock, slowly, deliberately, sometimes throwing
her head and beautiful hair back, sometimes looking down at me through
that gorgeous hair, her eyes filled with lust.  My cock was wet with
her fluids when she moaned softly and stopped.

She slowly stood up and put one foot on each side of my head, so I was
looking up her beautiful body, from her legs to her beautiful face.  
"So you want to see me play with my pussy?" She said softly, putting
her fingers in her wet panties.  I could see everything through their
wetness now.  "Yesssss, sweetheart" I begged as she took her fingers
out of her panties and placed them in her mouth, sucking off her own
juices.

I was hot.  My heart was pounding.  I was overcome with lust for
Johanna. She reached for her panties and pushed them down to her
ankles, putting them right above my face.  She smiled and then kneeled
down, taking them off of her feet.  "I asked you not to talk, but I
heard you whispering... Here.. let's quiet you up for a few minutes...
she said hotly, then pushed her soaking wet panties all the way into my
mouth.

The taste of her juices made me nearly insane.  She looked at my full
mouth, two fingers slowly pushing the panties inside, then to my eyes,
obviously enjoying my reaction.

"Now lay still!" she ordered, stepping off of the bed.  She went to her
bag and pulled out a handful of stockings.  My arms were still at my
sides. She sat down on my chest, facing my legs. Her gorgeous butt
blocking my view.  I felt her tying one stocking to my right wrist,  
she secured the other end of the stocking to my right thigh. She
followed with doing the same thing on my left side.  I would not be
moving my arms very far now.

She stood up and turned, kneeling over my face, her pussy only inches
away. I could smell her, and the combination of her wonderful feminine
smell and the taste of her panties in my mouth had me so aroused that
my eyes were watering and I was breathing hard.  "Now we have fun,
baby" she whispered.  She slowly lifted the silk slip over her head.  I
could see her beautiful breasts.  Her nipples were hard and protruding.
Beyond those I saw those eyes, glazed over, passionate.

She spread her lips with one hand and began gently rubbing her clitoris,
very slowly at first.  She pushed in gently, tossing her head back,
moaning. I could hear and see the wetness of her pussy as her fingers
moved inside and out.  She would move faster, then slower.  For a
moment, she stopped, and wiped the wetness of her pussy onto my
moustache and lips.  The scent was maddening, it made what I was seeing
even more sexually arousing.

She kept playing with herself, her gasping getting louder, Looking down
at me, smiling, biting her lower lip.  After making me watch this for
at least two orgasms, her pussy dipping onto my neck with cum, she
gasped and hesitated.

"Panting, she smiled down at me once more.  "You want this pussy baby?
You want it?" she gasped.  "Mmmmmmf", I mumbled, nodding.  "What baby?  
I don't understand you!  You have something in your mouth?" she
giggled.  She kneeled lower and put her hands behind my head.  "Maybe
you want it like this?" she said sexily.

She took one hand away, lifting my head up with the other.  She spread
her lips with her fingers and brought my face up to her pussy, moving
her hips, spreading her juices all over my face.  Her pussy was
slippery, hot, wet and again, the smell drove me insane.  When her lips
were spread over my mouth, she put both hands back behind my head and
rode her pussy up and down from my nose to my chin, gyrating her hips
and turning my head so my nose and mouth were always in her hot pussy.  
I was getting short breaths as she moved.

In no time, she was cumming on my face, her fluids in my nose, mustache
and beard. I though it was going to be more than I could stand, my
brain was reeling.  She continued until she came again and stopped,
exhausted, her weight still on my face, panting.  "Oh, BABY!" She
gasped.  I?ve never CUM so HARD!"  I pulled against the stocking
restraints and moaned loudly.  I needed air!

She looked down and hesitated?  "What, baby?  Oh! You need to breath!"
She lifted up slowly from my nose.  In the gasp for breath, I inhaled
some of her cum.  I coughed, but it made the taste of her fill the back
of my throat.  Now it would be there for a long time.  She lifted
herself up. And slid her hot, wet pussy down my body.  She started
playing with the panties in my mouth with her fingers.  She bent over
and licked her own cum from my face.  "Mmmmmmm...  Now I suppose you
would like to LICK my pussy now, wouldn't you?" she breathed hotly.  I
nodded, blurry eyed and driven sexually insane.  My cock had been hard
and throbbing on and off all the time.

She put the evil smile on her face, kissed my mouth and took her panties
out with her teeth.  She wiped them under my nose and tossed them to
the side. She leaned up and looked over at the clock.  "Hmmmm... how
about 20 minutes? How many times you thing you can make me cum in 20
minutes?" she said. "I've already cum 4 times.  Think you can make me
cum more?"

My mouth, nose and throat were filled with her flavors and I was in a
sexual stupor.  "Sweetheart, please... no more teasing.  Let me lick
and suck your pussy, PLEASE". Her smile grew big and she sucked on her
lower lip.  I was begging, and she loved it.

"20 minutes, baby" she whispered and brought her pussy back up to my
face. "My hands?" I asked.  "Oh, no baby, she said.  I control this.  
I'll control when I move my pussy.  Your hands stay where they are!"  I
moaned and she lowered her pussy to my face.  My hands being tied, I
asked "Open it for me?" She smiled down at me again.  "Use your tongue,
baby.  If I'm turned on, you'll reach everything you need!"

I saw I was going to have to work hard for this, but in my condition, I
was willing to do -anything- to lick her, taste her pussy with my
tongue and mouth.

Her lips were still partially swollen and I could see what she meant.
It was easy to push my tongue between them.  I started at the bottom,
pushed in deeply and licked slowly, savoring the feel of her lips on my
tongue, her taste.  When I reached her clitoris, she gasped, flinched
and looked down at me, eyes glazed with lust.  She had begun massaging
her breasts, and tweaking her nipples between her fingers.

I licked her there, slowly, firmly, up and down.  She shuddered;
throwing her head back once more, and released a soft moan.  I pulled
out and began licking the outside of her bald pussy, top to bottom.  
She moved her hips slightly, responding to my tongue.  She leaned
forward again. Eyes still lost in sensual pleasure. "Ohhh yesssss,
baby, lick my pussy clean!" she hissed.

I drove my tongue inside once more and licked furiously at her clitoris.
 She moaned loudly as I gently sucked it between my lips, teased it
there and let it pull from my mouth.  Her breathing became rapid again,
as I continued a gentle assault.  She leaned back, hands on either side
of my waist, panting. Her cool, soft hair was brushing against my hot
cock, tickling it.  I was sure she was oblivious to that.

In bending back she had revealed her anus, which I promptly included in
my licking. In moments, she came again. Leaning forward, looking down
at me, she pulled my head upward, and my mouth deep into her pussy.  
Her fluid was draining into my mouth, around my tongue.  As I looked
up, past her beautiful breasts, swaying with her motion, I could see
her mouth open, gasping.  Her eyes were blazing with passion now, as
she came, shaking, her hips pushing in and out of my face.

"Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh....." she moaned, slowing.  She set my head down on
the pillow gently and leaned back, sitting on my chest once more.  She
started playing with her breasts with one hand and gently massaging her
pussy with the other. Her eyes were half-closed, she licked her lips,
smiling, still looking down at me.  We were both panting.  Me for air
and her for lust. She took a deep breath and sighed.

"Niiiiiice, baby", she said.  "You've got to do that again!" and
immediately she pounced on my face.   She was insatiable; it was better
than I had imagined.  Again, I attacked her pussy passionately,
lovingly, desperately.  It took a few minutes longer this time, but she
came once more, grinding her wet pussy against my face, groaning,
almost screaming as she came once more.

She fell off of me this time, beside me on the bed, panting and
laughing. "Your tongue is SO goooood, baby!" she gasped.  She lay still
for a few moments as we both caught our breath. She then leaned over
and started licking her lips, tasting herself.  She plunged her tongue
into my mouth, giving the most passionate kiss I have ever had; proably
ever will have.

She lifted up and smiled deep into my eyes with hers. "Hmmmm..."  she
said softly.  "Maybe I should keep you to your word?"  I was so lost in
her eyes, I couldn't imagine what she was talking about.  "What word
was that?" I asked as softly as she did.  She smiled bigger.  "You told
me once that you could lick and suck this pussy ALLLLLL night...  isn't
that what you said?"  It snapped me back to reality as I looked away
from her eyes a second, remembering... "I...  did say that, didn't I?"  
I asked sheepishly, looking back up at her. She smiled and nodded her
head.  I took a deep breath and licked my cum-soaked lips. "Well...  "
I started.  She giggled and put her finger against my lips. "Shhhhhh...
 I don't think I could take it any more than you could" she winked. I
was sure she could, but she was being sweet.

Suddenly I saw a playful evil light up her eyes.  "Don't you move!" she
said. She picked  two more stockings out of the pile.  She moved to the
foot of the bed and tied one stocking to my right ankle.  Pulling it
outward, she tied the other end to the footboard at the end of the bed.
 She grabbed another stocking and did the same to my left leg, pulling
it outward as well.  She would look up at me occasionally her eyes all
playful and crazy.

She came back up and lay next to me on the bed again.  She put her lips
to my ear and whispered.  "So you liked to be teased?" She licked into
my ear.  My heart pounded.  "I... I never said that.."  I stuttered.  
"But it's true, isn't it?"  I thought for a moment.  She was right.  
But what was her concept of time?  How long would she tease?  "Well?"
she asked in that firmer voice she was now fond of using to control me.
"Y...yes, it's true...  but how..."  She smiled, moving her lips to one
of my nipples.  She teased with just the tip of her tongue, just enough
to make it stand up.

"Things you said when you wrote to me.  They way you said it.  You're
not the only one that listens to your lover" she whispered.  She leaned
across and teased the other nipple lightly.  I strained slightly
against the stockings on my wrists. She turned and lowered her head,
her hair flowing onto my stomach.  She smiled that playful evil smile
again "Yesssssssss" she hissed softly.  She had noticed me straining
without even looking at my wrists.

She leaned up slowly, looked at my chest and stomach.  She began running
her nails gently over them.  "You see, my Phil... my baby...  I'm a
VERY good tease, and even though I haven't done it for very long with
anyone..." She turned her head slowly and looked up at me, obviously to
see my response. "...like I'm going to do with you..." she said in that
stronger voice.  "I think I can keep you from cumming long enough to
make you beg.  REALLY beg."

Now my heart was pounding hard, I was burning up and my arms once more
instinctively pulled against their restraints.  My eyes glazed over.  I
licked my lips and swallowed hard.  She was enjoying every one of my
responses. "This is another thing I have been waiting for, for so long"
she said, returning to gently scrape her nails over my chest, my
stomach and down close to my once again very hard cock.

"I want to taste your cock... lick it, suck it, tease it.  Lick and suck
your balls.  I want to bring you close to cumming."  She looked back at
me.  "But, baby...  you won't cum until I'm ready.  I think I can
prevent it.  But if you think you're going to cum, you're going to tell
me, right?"  I nodded, absorbed by her voice, her eyes, her touch.  
"Say yes, baby... say you'll tell me." She said hotly.  "Yes... yes...
I whispered."  She smiled.  "Good, because I would have to leave you on
the bed like this for a few hours while I went for a long walk" she
said in the instant girlish voice.  I couldn't believe what she said.

"I'm going to love this" she said. She began licking my nipple firmly,
taking it in her teeth and twisting it gently, closing her eyes.   My
body responded instantly.  My legs and wrists struggled against their
restraints.  She smiled bigger, my nipple still in her teeth.  She let
go and positioned her head over the other.  "Mmmmmmm.. this is going to
be even easier than I thought!" she said, in her sexy, playful tone.  
And she did the same to the other nipple. I held back a soft moan that
was struggling to come up my throat.  I was indeed making it obvious
that I was seriously aroused.

But I don't think it mattered.  She knew.  And she knew that she would
soon be driving me crazy.  She crawled between my legs, kneeling,
gently running her nails up and down each thigh, looking at my hard
cock.  "See?  You're so easy!" she said smiling up at me. I was taking
deep slow breaths, watching her. She knew the anticipation alone was
driving me insane.

She leaned forward and put her closed lips gently against my hot hard
cock, and began moving them gently from the bottom to the top.  She
would slow and caress her lips against the most sensitive part each
time, before she continued.  I couldn't stifle the soft moan.  She
stopped and looked up at me smiling again. "Mmmmmmm.. you like that,
baby?" she asked. She knew the answer.  My arms and legs were tight and
straining.  But I wasn't going to be slow with my response now.  "Yes,
Johanna, yes, sweetheart... I love it."

She looked down once more at my cock and licked her lips.  "Well, baby,
we haven't even started.  She stretched out her tongue, watching my
eyes as she moved it close to my cock.  She was starting right at the
sensitive spot.  I instinctively pulled harder against the stockings as
her tongue lightly touched it.  It jumped.  She smiled and with the
same light teasing, only with the tip of her tongue, she licked the
whole underside of my cock.

I trembled, I moaned, my eyes began to water again.  She smiled, not
looking up this time.  "Mmmmmm  too easy, baby" she said once more.  
She slid her hand between my cock and my lower stomach and held it in
place.  Then she licked firmly, her flat wet tongue drawing up from my
balls to the head.  Sensations shot through my groin into my brain as
she slowly moved her tongue up and down over the most sensitive spot
for about 10 seconds.  "Ooooooohhh geeeeez!" I moaned loudly.  She
lifted my cock and began twirling her tongue around the head, licking
it firmly, sucking the head between her lips and probing the tip with
her tongue.

Now I was breathing heavily, arms and legs still straining against their
restraints.  She did this repeatedly, licking my cock and teasing the
head. And she did this so slow, that it was all just deep sensation,
but not enough to make me cum.  She stopped and looked up at me.  
"Ready baby?" she asked.  And without waiting for an answer, she
plunged her mouth down onto my cock.  I threw my head back against the
pillow and arched my back as her hot mouth took in my cock.  
"Ohhhhhhh!" I moaned loudly.  She stopped.  "Baby... we're going to
make ourselves obvious here!" she said smiling.  "You're louder than I
am!"

I was shaking now, almost uncontrollably.  "I... I'm sorry, I stuttered.
 I'll try...." She moved from the bed and took another stocking.  She
grabbed the cum-soaked panties that were still lying next to me and
stuffed them into my mouth again.  She took the stocking and tied it
around my head and into my mouth. "There!" she said, winking.  "That
should help."  "Mmmmpfff" I responded.

Like a teenager, she pounced back on the bed between my legs and began
right where she left off.  Sucking deeply on my cock, but so slowly I
couldn't cum. She would switch once in a while to suck a ball into her
mouth and tease it with her tongue, and go back to my cock. She did
this for what seemed an eternity, my mind reeling in sensual
frustration.  I could see through my blurred vision that she would
occasionally look up at me, her big brown eyes smiling.

Finally she let my cock fall out of her mouth and said.  "Now baby,
let's try something more fun!  She massaged my balls gently in her hand
and began sucking quicker. I moaned and tightened up again.  She kept
going, a little faster. The thought crossed my mind for an instant...  
what if I was going to cum?  I couldn't tell her with stockings and
panties in my mouth!  My cock started throbbing.  She quit sucking and
pulled just the head into her mouth. She licked the head relentlessly.  
If felt terrific...  for a while.  Then it began to get sensitive.  
"Mmmmfff".. I said against the panties.  She smiled, but kept going. I
was straining harder now against the pain/pleasure she was producing.  
Then suddenly, she plunged her mouth back down onto my cock.

I had never felt the hot reeling sensation like she caused going from
teasing the head of my cock to sucking the whole thing.   
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" I moaned as she kept up the quick pace.  My cock
started pumping again, just short of cumming and it only meant she took
the head of my cock once again and began teasing it.  She was driving
me crazy.  This went on again for what seemed an insanely long time.  
My balls were gradually beginning to ache to cum. She stopped.  I
groaned.

She smiled that evil smile again, "Something more fun?  Mmm?" she asked
playfully.  "Mmm-mmm!" I begged though the gag.  "Awww.. you don't want
to cum yet, do you?  I want to play some more!"  She jumped off the bed
to her bag. She removed what seemed to be a small butt-plug and a jar.  
"MMMMmmmm!" I moaned loudly, shaking my head.  She smiled.  "Oh, but
you're going to love it!" she said as she set the plug down and opened
the jar.  She moved her finger around inside and brought out a
lubricant, watching my eyes all the time.

Oh, there was no doubt that I'd love it.  I just didn't think I could
control my orgasm if she did this.  I was sure I couldn't.  And I
didn't want to be left here tied by nylons to the bed for hours
alone... and naked....

She picked up the plug and spread the lubricant over it.  "Mmmmmmm"  she
said, as she slowly inserted it until it popped in.  "Noooooowwwwww"
she whispered hotly, and began the slow sucking of my cock once more.  
As she sucked, she moved the plug around gently.  It was insane.  
Again, She was going so slow that I couldn't cum, but I was so close,
so close to the edge.  She was relentless and continued for even longer
than the last time.  I was trying my best not to cry in frustration....
and yet... enjoying every second of it; literally drowning in
sensation.  My head was back, eyes half closed.  I couldn't even look
at her now.  I was like a drug addict after a fix.  Unaware of anything
but my desire to cum.. and her insane teasing.

Then, as in a haze, I heard "A liiiitle more fun baby".  If I had been
in any other condition, I may have pleaded loudly, begged through my
gag to be allowed to cum now.  But I was overwhelmed.  I could only
whimper against her panties. Little did I know what she had planned.

Suddenly the butt-plug came to life with a  buzz.  It was also a
vibrator.  My eyes shot open and I tightened against my bonds as
sensations even grew wilder. She loved the look in my eyes and watched
me as she again began sucking slowly. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" I moaned.  I
would have thought it impossible that she could have driven me even
farther over the edge.  But I was in a crazed stupor now. When she
gently massaged my balls I could feel they were hard with cum.  My body
was a trembling mass of Jell-O.  She did this again for some time.  I
was so weak then, that it was even hard to tremble.  She stopped.  I
just lay there, breathing hard, heart pounding.

"Mmmmm...  you with me baby?" she asked.  I nodded slowly, lost in my
own head. "Ok, baby, one more thing, then I'll let you cum".  Now it
didn't matter.  She could do whatever she wanted.  I was too weak to
even moan.  I felt her snap off the vibrator on the butt-plug.  My eyes
were still half closed, I could hardly see her.

But I felt her.  I felt her, as she slid her hot, wet pussy onto my hard
cock. It felt wonderful.  My oversensitive cock could feel every part
of the inside of her hot pussy.  "MMMmmmmm"  I moaned, as I felt myself
regaining some of my senses.  It was warm, wet, beautiful. I looked up
at her "Niiiiice, lover?" she asked. "Mmmmmf" I moaned softly.  She
giggled a little but kept moving her pussy up and down on my cock as
she gently removed the stocking from around my head and panties from my
mouth.

"Oh, geez Johanna..."  I gasped between slow deep breaths.  "You're
crazy... you're crazy sexy, you're beautiful and I love every bit of
you.. everything about you".  I whispered.  "Mmmm.." she said smiling,
sliding up and down slowly.  "Is that the sex talking or you, baby?"  I
licked my dry lips.  "Me, sweetheart... all me".  She smiled and began
riding harder and faster.  I bucked against her, she was so beautiful,
so warm, and her pussy was so wet and... "Sweetheart!"   I gasped  I'm
going to cum!  "Noooooooo.. not yet!"  She moaned loudly.  She kept
pumping up and down on my cock.  I strained not to cum, but it was
getting so hard to avoid now.

I felt her fluids running down my cock as she came, moaning loudly.  She
shuddered and removed herself from my cock. It bobbed wildly as it once
more could not cum.  She kissed me full on the lips and backed up.  
"Well, I should go now!" she quipped.  My hands and mouth fell open in
shock!  "What?"  She giggled and kissed me again.  "Just kidding!"  She
jumped back between my legs and began sucking my cock again; deliberate
and quick.  I was already still close to the edge.  She could feel it
and once again snapped on the vibrator. That did it.

"Now baby! Cum for me!" she said and then returned to sucking.  Almost
as if obeying her command my cock started pumping and I came.  I came
so hard into her mouth that I thought I had exploded.  I had never cum
so hard... and so long! She kept sucking, I kept cumming, panting,
moaning, trembling until she must have drained me dry.  She popped my
cock out of her mouth, making me jump.

She untied the stockings from my thighs, then my hands. She removed the
plug. She stepped from the bed and untied my ankles.  She sat next to
me once more and kissed me gently on the lips.  "Shower baby?" she
asked.  I was almost too weak to get up from the bed, but giggling, she
helped me up.  She put her arms around my neck.  "Good baby?" she
asked, those beautiful eyes looking deep into mine. "Good?"  I
whispered "Good?  It was insane!  You were more than I had ever
imagined!  Thank you Sweetheart!"  She kissed me again.  "Thank YOU,
baby!" she said softly.

We showered, and in the morning, went to some of those places we were to
go to. We made love over and over.  It was the best week of my entire
life.

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That's it!  

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face="Trebuchet MS">          People said we were the perfect couple…the ones who would end up being high school sweethearts and get married…the ones who would last forever. It was true…we were the ideal couple. I was 1000% positive of this that night I dead and went to heaven.

          That day was the day of the big Tucker football game in the dome. I was PMSing and kind of upset, so we fought pretty much the whole time. During the 4^th quarter I looked into those deep eyes and wondered what the fuck I was doing fighting with the guy of my dreams, he meant no harm. So I apologized and apologized but by then it was time to go…another day wasted. *So I thought*

          I continued to beg for already given forgiveness, I felt awful I wasted a day over something dumb. I wanted to make it up…I wanted him so bad. I told him this, and told him to come over (half-way kidding thinking it couldn’t happen) but then he surprised me with an “ok.” My face lit up when I read it…so we began to make a plan. He was to ride his bike to my house and come in through the basement door. As he was signing off he asked me THE question…”Should I bring condoms?” I said yes, because how could I say no...He’s irresistible, and I wanted nothing more to have him ALL, than to do the act with the one I knew I loved.

          So I went into my room put on a cami and soft PJ pants, and put that lotion on I knew he loved so much. I walked downstairs to the basement and waited anxiously. It wasn’t too long before I saw his face in the window; my heart skipped a beat. We said our hellos in shaky voices then I took his hand and led him to the bedroom. He took me in his arms and brought me close to his warm body and kissed me hard, of course, I kissed him back. He smelled so good, god his cologne turned me on every time. Then he pulled back and looked at me; he reached down for my shirt. He struggled for a moment until I reached down and whipped it off my body. His eyes lit up (happy to see I chose not to bother with a bra) and I couldn’t help but smile. I helped him remove his shirt and my pants revealing one of the thongs he picked out for me. We started to kiss even harder and he squeezed my ass. *I love it when he does this* I pulled off his shorts and then my thong. I stood there naked and him in boxers. Then he did something that took my breath away, he picked me up and sat me on the bed. * It was quite tall* This just blew me away…little things like that flatter me. I laid back and he got down on his knees. I was already wet as fuck…but who wouldn’t be? I was about to get fucked by the hottest, most perfect, sweetest guy on earth.

          He woke me up from my thoughts as he stuck his finger up my pussy, oh yeah I was in for the best time of my life. He started out slow and got faster and faster until I was soaking myself and his hand, then he switched to his tongue. That does it for me, his tongue is so amazing and he knows how to use it. He licks me so good and I moan in enjoyment. He started on my lips and moved inward…this drove me crazy. I was absolutely ready for the main event now...I couldn’t take it anymore.

          He slid off his boxers revealing his rock hard dick, ripped open the condom and slipped it on and then with no hesitation at all slid his huge perfect cock in my pussy. I had a quick pain and panicked…but I told him not to stop. We started out tender and slow, trying to get a feel for it. Even this was amazing…it was a feeling that was indescribable. We kind of struggled for the first minute…his dick kept slipping out, but I didn’t care. He just put it back in place and kept working me like a pro. Every once in a while he’d lean down and suck on my hard nipples or kiss my stomach. Moves like this made me go into even more ecstasy. His thrusts got harder and deeper by the second…and I was loving it. Then he stopped suddenly and told me to sit up and I said okay kind of startled.

          He left me up into an upright position then slid his hands under my ass and picked me up. I straddled my legs around his hip bones with his dick still inside me. He then began to bounce me up and down his cock…oh god this was amazing. I got into it and started moving myself and started to moan kind of loud…he had to tell me to be quieter knowing my parents were sleeping 2 stories above us. We did this for a few more moments until he laid me back down on the bed again and started working me even harder. Then he pulled out getting the feeling he was about to come and I told him to lie down…I wanted to finish the job. I felt on his dick and began to stroke it up and down…making it a little harder…then I bent down and took it in my mouth. I started slow and soft but soon I started sucking as hard as I could and went as deep as I could. While working his cock with my mouth, I began to reach under and rub and squeeze his butt. I love his butt…it’s so thick and sexy. Then I rubbed up and down the top and inside of his thighs. I could hear him gasping and moaning in pleasure and this gave me satisfaction.

          He finally told me to stop and use my hands and rub and fast as I could…so I did. And not long after I touched his dick with my fingers and made a few up and down motions he came all over me and himself. His cum was soft and warm…I loved it. I rubbed it all over me…it was like the best lotion ever…and it was all him. I loved the thought of having little Rions all over my body. That just made me even hornier so I got up and lied next to him.

          We must have laid there for 30 minutes…just naked, talking, and rubbing each other all over. He fingered me some more…but slowly and lovingly this time as we talked about how amazing that was and how much we loved each other and how we couldn’t wait to get married and do that every night then just lay with each other naked, tangled up in each other. We dreamed of how we’d be fucking each other so hard…then just falling asleep while his dick was still inside me, and how perfect it would be.

          We finally got up, got dressed, kissed a few more minutes…and I helped him to the door. I didn’t want him to leave, but I knew he had to. He slowly walked out the door…releasing himself from my grip on his hand. I ran upstairs and watched him peddle away from my house. As I watched him get farther and farther away I thought to myself “He’s so fucking amazing…I’m the luckiest girl alive.” And I was…

That night I slept the best I had ever slept in my whole life.

 

Epilogue

          My first time; it couldn’t have been more perfect. It was everything I could have asked for…plus more. I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way or with any other person. It was like a dream come true.

 

 

ica Viking ship that’s there.

We parked and we walked around the ‘attraction’.  There’s not much to see and like many tourist attractions - such as the ‘Mannikin Piss’ in Brussels - you often wonder what all the fuss was about.  Maggie then suggested that, as she had not yet tried her new bikini, that some sunbathing on the beach was in order.  The tide was just starting to go out, but I explained that the beach, in the bay, was a muddy area beloved of bait diggers.

Instead I proposed that we head towards Minster and the nearby lavender fields.  We would find some grassy areas where she could sunbath, without sand getting in any nooks and crannies.  I had explored the area many times whilst growing up and took her to a secluded grassy area near a walkers footpath.  Maggie spread out some towels from the bag she had loaded on the bike.

She took off the leather jacket I’d leant her and took out her new bikini - electric blue with white edging.  Taking off her jeans, then her blue cotton top, she showed her tiny ‘A’ cup breasts which were braless.  Next she slid her black lacy panties down her long slim legs and stepped out of them and quickly pulled on the bikini bottoms.  Her dense black pubic hair peeked out from the gusset, in sharp contrast to the white edging and her pale skin.   She looked down.

“I knew these were skimpier than my old one piece, but I hadn’t thought you’d see so much of my bush!”, she exclaimed.
 
“I think it looks sexy”, I retorted, “but if you don’t like it I could always help you with the problem?”  I had also stripping down to a pair of swim shorts, and seeing her naked and with her bush escaping from her briefs had caused me to start becoming erect.

“You should be so lucky” she answered.

She bent to pick up the top, giving me a superb view of her arse as the material of the briefs stretched over her bum.  The narrow strip of fabric slipped between the lips of her cunt lips - exposing even more of her pubic hair.  She stood up holding the top, her tiny tits were beautiful and the nipples stiffened as a light breeze, heavy with the scent of lavender from the nearby fields, passed over them.  Maggie slipped the halter over her head and tied the white string  - that formed part of the edging - behind her back. She then pulled the miniscule triangles of the top in place over her breasts.

Maggie rummaged in her basket and brought out a bottle of sun lotion.  Then she tossed it to me before lying facedown on the towels.  I put some of the lotion onto my palms, then kneeling astride her I rubbed it onto her back.  Maggie moved her French plait so I could reach up to her neck.  I massaged the cream from the edge of her briefs up to her neck and down to the side of her breasts.  Then, as it was in the way, I undid the thin strap of the top.  My cock was pushing into her buttocks.  She let out a slight moan and reached back to rub the bulge that was pressed against her, which made it stiffer.

Maggie moved underneath me. I could now work on her front. My hands now massaged her tits - the areola were like smaller breasts atop her tiny mounds, with pale pink nipples at their summit.  Maggie was becoming increasingly excited and emitted gentle moans of pleasure.  I move so that I was lying alongside her.  I kissed her neck then planted delicate kisses over her face.  She moved and our lips met; our tongues sort each other and we were now in a passionate clinch.

My hand moved to her bikini briefs, brushing over her pubic mound with increasing pressure.  The material started to dampen, the blue material darkening.  Maggie’s moans became louder.  I slid the bottoms down her legs as Maggie raised her bum and they were soon around her knees, the materials stretched as Maggie parted her thighs.  My fingers probed her dense bush, finding the groove of her cunt as her labia opened, her love juice soaking my fingers.  They travelled up and down the labia, parting the rosy pink lips and then pushing into her vagina.  My two fingers were deeply embedded; I started pushing them in and out as my thumb firmly rubbed against her clitoral hood.  Maggie was shouting encouragement as she pushed herself hard against my digits, before exclaiming that she was cumming.

I knelt between her open legs.  Then raising them, before sliding the damp scrap of material further down her legs until it was off.  I moved Maggie onto her side and positioned the upper leg so that her knee was bent and slightly raised.  Straddling the lower leg I thrust slowly, letting my cock all but leaving her tight wet cunt, before leaning forward to fully enter her.  All of my cock was in her.  As I pushed backwards and forwards, Maggie moved her upper leg to vary the area of her vagina that was being stimulated, and the pressure on her clit.  As her orgasm built up she shouted for me to thrust harder and faster.  Her cries became urgent and noisy.  I felt her vagina contract and after several more strokes I spurted jets of spunk into her.  Rolling off her, we kissed.  Suddenly we heard a couple of walkers travelling along the footpath.   We rapidly made our selves presentable, before they could see us in our semi-secluded niche.

Maggie took some refreshment from her basket and while we consumed this she asked if we could go elsewhere to fuck.  I suggested we go to my house, to which she rapidly agreed.  So we dressed quickly and packed her basket and towels in the bikes top box.  We set off and were soon at my house - about 8 miles away.

Once inside I reminded her that she had said her bush was very visible with her new bikini.  Then I suggested that I help trim it and shave her.  At first she was unsure - I didn’t know if this was about shaving in general or if she trusted me to do it.  I finally convinced her and I rushed to collect what was required for her depilation.

The thought alone had me hard and while on my mission, I stripped, then put on a pair of boxers; my hard on slipping through the opening.  Maggie had stripped off except for her bikini briefs; the front of them was wet with her juices and my semen that had leaked out during our ride home.  She laughed as I entered the room, with my cock poking out from the front of my boxer shorts.

 “You might as well take them off” she giggled.  “It will feel more comfortable”.

I took them off, after putting the shaving implements down on the floor and placed a towel on the sofa.  Maggie then sat on it with her back against the back of the sofa and her feet placed up near the front edge.  In this position with her legs wide apart I had a great view of her bushy cunt.  Maggie still had second thoughts and asked me to be careful; she questioned how much I was going to remove.

“How much do you want me to take off?”  I replied.

“Start with it all below my clit and a ‘V’ above.”  Maggie answered.  “Then I’ll see what it l looks like.”

Using a pair of scissors I reduced her growth to a more manageable length; trimming the hair as short as I could.  The probing of my fingers had caused her cunt to open and her fluids mingled with the remaining hair, running down onto the towel.  Then I spread shaving cream all over the pubic area and between her butt cheeks, including around her anus.  I resisted the temptation to ease a finger into her puckered hole.  As the area became devoid of hair, it became difficult to know who was more stimulated.  My erection was becoming painful and her juices more copious.  I shaved from the top of her slit; her cunt was now bare, but it had been slow work.  The area between her cunt and her anal area was also very hairy and it was delicate work to remove it all.  I now tidied the region above her now engorged cunt.  I evenly removed hair from first one side, then the other, stopping several times for Maggie to decide if more should go.  Soon there was so little that she decided it would be more work shaving just a small ‘V’ than if it was all gone.  That was what I had hoped would be the end result, and I quickly had the area totally smooth and hairless.  Her swimwear problem was now solved. 

Using a damp flannel I wiped any remaining foam and dried her with a towel.  You could now see her beautiful vulva.  There was a short, smooth hood covering her clit, which peeked out from its hiding place; two small petals formed her inner lips that only covered the upper half of her open slit.  Their delicate edges tinged a darker brown- mauve colour.

My face was drawn to her and I eased my tongue into her cleft, running it up and down, before stabbing my tongue firmly into her, my thumbs pressing either side of her clitoral hood.  Her clit become engorged and I flicked my tongue rapidly over it.

“Fucking hell that’s great.” said Maggie; “It’s so fucking sensitive now.”  Then she pushed my head hard onto her cunt.  “Oh yes!  Keep going!” she exclaimed, “That’s it, I’m cumming.”

She let out a shout and relaxed her grip on my head, then slumped back on the sofa.  I knelt so that my cock was near her cunt, then placing the tip against her labia and slid into her.  My thrusts were urgent and Maggie quickly had a series of orgasms which gripped my cock and I soon came, blasting man cream deep inside.  I pulled out and saw my fluid dribble out of her and run down towards her arse.

It was late afternoon and my parents would soon be home, so we soon left and I took Maggie back to her staff digs and the room she shared with Jenny.

Back at her room we were soon kissing on her bed.  Maggie stripped off her jeans and I copied her - then our tops.  Maggie still had on the blue and white bikini bottoms.  Though with more spunk soaked into them; they would definitely need a good wash before she wore them again.  The smell of her juices mixed with my spunk was stimulating and heady.  After more kissing I pushed a hand into her bikini and found her wet and open.  When I told that she was very wet, she said the fabric had been rubbing against her clit.  She then pondered if the same would happen while she was a work - if it did, she said she’d have to have regular wanking sessions during her shift, or not wear panties.  Both these suggestion made me horny and I said if we were on the same shift may be I could help.

As I started to finger fuck her I pulled the bikini pants down. As they reached her thighs we heard a key in the door and Jenny entered, having finished her shift.  Looking at us she stared at Maggie’s now newly hairless pussy, with two of my fingers wedged up it, while she was moaning with pleasure.

“You dirty cow!” exclaimed Jenny; “You’ve shaved your quim.”

Coming closer she couldn’t take her eyes off Maggie’s smooth hairless pussy.  As she advance towards us she pulled open the press-studs of her work overall and it was dropped onto the floor.  She was now next to us, standing in a simple white bra, pink panties, short white socks and trainers.  Jenny was fascinated.  Maggie looked at her and told her to feel how smooth it was.  Kneeling to feel its silky texture, she nervously touched the bare skin around Maggie’s slit.

“He did it, and it’s made my pussy so sensitive and I can feel even more when he goes down on me.” Maggie told Jenny.

Jenny then turned to me, kissed me and asked if I’d shave her too.  I of course agreed and while I continued to frig Maggie, Jenny fetched some ladies razors, foam and towels.  As Maggie came, Jenny put a towel on her bed, then took off her bra and trainers.  I was erect as I watched her slipping her panties down her legs and stepped out of them.  Her pale blonde hair was much less dense and her cunt lips were already visible.  She sat on her single bed, legs raised and wide apart.  Maggie spread shaving foam over her friend’s cunt and when she had finished I started shaving Jenny.

Maggie took hold of my hard cock and slowly wanked me, while her other hand rubbed her pussy mound before slipping a finger into herself and rubbing her clit with her thumb.  I had difficulty concentrating on the shaving, but somehow managed.  Fortunately Jenny’s cunt hair was downy and sparse, so it was easier to depilate the area.  When I had finished Maggie fetched a damp washcloth and cleaned any hair or foam away.

The shaving had aroused her and Jenny’s cunt was wet with pussy juice and gapped open.  Jenny said it needed further attention and told me to lie on the bed.  Then she straddled me.  She held her cunt open and gripping my prick with the other hand, guided me into her pussy.  She ground up and down with increasing speed and as I thrust to match her rhythm I shortly released into her.  This seemed to bring her off several times and she pushed down forcefully, forcing me deep into her while I was still shooting jets of semen deep in her vagina.  I was surprised she had let me cum in her, as last time she had me pull out, as she was unprotected.  Later she told me she’d had a coil fitted ready for college and me.  Jenny still gently ground against my cock, which was semi hard and still inside her.  Her motion caused me to stiffen fully.  Maggie shouted at Jenny that she was a greedy cow and that is was her turn and gave her a gentle push.

“OK, but I’m nearly there.” said Jenny and giving several rapid, forceful thrusts she came again.

She rolled off; saying it was Maggie’s turn.  My cock was slick with cunt fluid and my cum.  Maggie now squatted over me and grinding onto my prick she bounced up and down, while I rubbed her love bud.  Jenny had recovered slightly and moved so we could kiss, so I started frigging her until we were all soon cumming.

We lay together, with a girl on either side of me and were gently kissing and stroking each other, before drifting into a short refreshing sleep.  On waking we went out for food and an evening with some of the staff we had made friends with in one of the local bars.  Later, as I was over the driving limit, I crashed in their room and the girls took turns to share the single bed I was in.  They both fucked me during the night, and had me lick out their newly shaved pussies, as the shaving had made them especially randy.

Francis


           



 

e="margin: 0in 0in 0pt">   My name is Nikky.  I am 16 years old, tall for my age – 5 foot 10 inches.  My dark brown hair hangs below my shoulder blades.  Despite my height, I am of slim build.  I got my height from my birth-father and slimness from my petite mother.

   It was the school holidays and I was at youth camp.  Youth camp is for all us young Christians.  We go there in the holidays to have fun and learn about God.

   It ended prematurely for my friend and me.  I woke up at about eleven when a camp leader flicked the light on to our room.  There was my friend, Nancy, on her knees with some boy’s penis in her mouth.  As he looked up, he panicked.  I saw Nancy suddenly choke and force his penis out from between her lips.  He was still ejaculating and covered her cheeks, nose and lips with his opaquely white syrup.  What was shot into her mouth, now dribbling out down her chin. 

   So we were all sent home two days before the end of camp.  I felt disgraced and embarrassed and I had nothing to do with it.  I knew such things happened.  I had been to a couple of parties and heard the stories, bla bla bla – but to see my best friend doing that was quite a shock.  I even sat next to her in church.  I had too many wild thoughts running through my head as we were driven home to bother writing down.

   I had asked to be dropped off at my Godmother’s house.  That was where I usually spent my weekends.  I knew they would be away, and it would give me a chance to collect my thoughts from the weekend at God camp.

   As we pulled up outside her house at about midnight, all the lights were on, music was blaring out loud.  I couldn’t believe it, they had left their immature 15 year old son at home and he was throwing a party.

   Getting out of the car, I walked up the driveway to the wide-open front door.

   On the seat in the foyer, there was a guy and a chick making out.  I recognised her from school.  She was two years my junior, sucking his face and loving every moment of it.  I turned to walk up the stairs and could see the front of her jeans unzipped and the guy’s hand inside some flimsy pink knickers, finger-fucking her good and proper.

   Upstairs, I walked through a maze of drunken teenagers.  There was a smell of dope in the air.  I went looking for Simon, my Godmother’s son.

   Out on the balcony, there was some kid pissing off it and another puking.

   I went into my Godmother’s bedroom and flicked on the lights.  Two faces appeared from under her be covers.  “Fuck off.”

   I exited the bedroom, walked back through the lounge and outside.  I found Simon out on the lawn drinking and smoking a cigarette.  “What do you think you’re doing?”  I snatched the bottle of champagne off him.  The champagne, my Godmother was saving for her 40^th birthday.

   I found three unopened bottles in the kitchen and took them next door with me.  Luckily someone was up.  It was Greg.  I asked if Terri was home, and he went and got her out of bed.

   We were all a little uncertain about what to do, so we called the police to bust up the party.

   When the police turned up, we watched and laughed as kids jumped fences and ran in all directions.

   Watching out the window, we could see the police making Simon clean the broken glass off the roadside.  As the police were finally leaving, he was going crazy.  He smashed the letterbox on his way back up the driveway.

   Greg and Terri set up a bed for me downstairs in their lounge before heading off to bed themselves.

   I took off my pants and jersey and got into bed.  Admittedly, I was a bit worried and couldn’t sleep, so I sat up and began texting my friend, asking her what she wanted her new nickname to be.  I told her she looked like a geisha girl after that guy had plastered her face.

   About half an hour later, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.  It was Greg.  “Sorry,” he said as he walked into the kitchen.  The area was all open-plan so I could clearly make out he was pouring a glass of water.  “You sure, you don’t want a drink?”

   “Yeah, okay.  Water will be fine.”

   He poured another glass of water and brought both over to the bed and sat on the edge.  “Was it a bit traumatic for you?”

   “A little,” I admitted.

   “I wouldn’t worry about it too much.  They’ll all get over it.  It adds to the adventure.  In a few years time, everyone will be laughing about it.”

   “Yeah, but you don’t have to go to school with them on Monday.”

   “True.  So, they weren’t expecting you home, you were saying.”

   “No, that’s slightly awkward in itself.”

   “Oh, your fault or someone else’s?”

   “Someone else’s.  I was asleep.”

   “No need to worry then. I won’t ask any more.”

   “It was kinda’ funny though.”

   Greg just took a sip of water.

   I felt prompted.  I had to say something.  “The camp leaders, must have heard some noises and burst into our room.  When they turned on the light, my best friend was giving a blowjob to one of the other guys on the camp.”

   “That is kinda’ funny.”  He began to laugh.

   I felt even more prompted.  I began to laugh too, as I explained the last detail to him.  “When they turned on the light, he ejaculated all over her face.”

   “Quite the showman was he?”

   “I guess so.”

   We were both laughing.

   “Well,” he skulled the last of his water, “I guess they’ll see your side and that you had nothing to do with it.  And I’m sure your friend will stand up for you.”

   “I hope so.”

   “Oh well, good night then.”

   I grabbed his arm and pulled him to me in a warm embrace.  “Thank you, I needed to hear something positive,” I whispered.

   He moved from my embrace, yet remained close.  I could smell the light scent of soap on his skin and feel the warmth emanating from his body.

   “Anytime.”  He smiled.

   I don’t even know why I did it.  I guess I needed someone.  It could have even been the warm smile.  I grabbed his face in both hands and planted my mouth on his.

   My tongue entered his mouth searching and finding his tongue.  My arms wrapped around his neck and I felt him return my embrace – his hands gently caressing my back, from my shoulders to the base of my spine and back up.  Fingers stroked my hair, and God it felt so fucking wonderful.

   Before I knew it, my t-shirt was on the floor and I was only in my bra and panties and his hot moist mouth was creating trails all over my neck and upper chest.  I was so turned on.  My breasts and tried to break free from my tight lacy bra as his tongue ran across my nipples.  A bolt of electricity shot down my spine to my pussy as he sucked on one nipple, then the other.

   I actually thought I’d wet myself.  I could feel my panties were moist.  One of his hands stroked my inner thighs, parted them slightly and reached through and under to stroke my bum cheeks.  I pushed my crotch hard against his hand trying to stimulate myself even more.

   It turned out he was as hungry as me.  His tongue had run down my belly to the top of my panties and was tracing the line of the elastic across my lower abdomen.  It snaked its way down my left outer thigh and into my inner thigh.  He licked each inner thigh up and down then lifted his head slightly to avoid my vagina and began licking my pubic bone, tickling my trimmed pubic hair though my knickers.  I was going fucking crazy, trying to at least grind my clit against his chin.

   Suddenly, out of nowhere, absolute extreme pleasure coursed its way up my spine, as his tongue grazed over my clit. 

   It was at that point I realised I had been holding my breath for a while and I began gasping for fresh oxygen.

   My panties were soaked.  His tongue ran up and down my slit before his mouth nestled on my hole licking up my nectar.  I pushed hard up against his mouth and realised my hands were forcing his mouth back onto my pussy.  He wasn’t going anywhere. 

   His fingers peeled the crotch of my panties to the side exposing my soft virgin pussy to his rampant mouth.

   All the muscles in my groin began contracting as slipped a finger between my labia, his tongue still massaging my clit. 

   I thought I was going to scream in ecstasy, then realised his wife was upstairs.  I held my mouth shut, grunting through clenched teeth as my all the muscles clenched tight and an orgasm ripped through my body.

   I wanted to keep him going, but as my body relaxed slightly Greg came up for air.  He planted his wet mouth on mine.  My tongue tried to grip his, licking my own juices from his tongue and lips.  I was as turned on by my own flavour as he had been.

   “I’m going to suck you off, but I don’t want your cum in my mouth,” I told him.  I don’t even recall where that came from.  “You’d better put on a condom.”

   Looking back, he must have planned this, because Greg dipped his hand in the pocket of his robe and pulled out a small foil package.  He opened his robed and squirmed out of his boxer shorts.  Tearing open the foil wrapper, he handed me the slippery latex thing.

   “I think you should have the honours.”

   I looked at his penis.  It was slightly engorged and still aiming down.  “I guess I’d better make him stand at attention like a good little soldier.”

   I wrapped my fingers around his dick and it twitched in my hand.  I sat up and he moved closer.  “Now don’t cum.”  I put his penis to my lips and slid it back and forth; corner to corner.  I got brave (hey I’d never given a blowjob before), and licked the end.  The foreskin didn’t taste spectacular.  It was just a floppy bit of skin against my tongue.

   “Pull the foreskin back,” Greg instructed me.

   I peeled the foreskin back with my thumb and forefinger revealing a big purple head.  I aimed his penis at my mouth and licked the end.  There was some clear fluid coming out and I used my tongue to smear it round the head of his penis.

   “My god that is fucking sexy,” said Greg.  “Squeeze the shaft and slowly pull towards you.”

   I did as I was told.  More precum seeped out the eye of his penis.  I licked more of it.  It had a salty, slimy texture and tasted fucking great.  There was now more fresh moisture seeping into the crotch of my panties.  I put the head into my mouth while holding him with my hand.  I could feel his dick growing and twitching.  I licked all about the head while it was in my mouth and began sucking like it was a straw.

   “That is so fucking good.  Keep doing that.”

   This time I didn’t obey.  I pulled back and let his penis spring from my mouth.  “We’d best be safe,” I said, placing the condom over the head.  It was slightly awkward and slimy.  My fingers kept sliding off because of the lubricant and partly because of my nervous anticipation.  As I completed the task, I noticed that I had completely unrolled the condom.  His penis had filled it completely.

   “Is that going to fit later,” I asked.

   “I’m sure it will,” he said rather comfortingly.

   I had again wrapped my fingers about it and was stroking the slippery surface.  I  licked the reservoir tip, then placed the head in my mouth.  I was nervous and didn’t want to choke, so I sucked on the head like it were a baby bottle and stroked him with my hand.  I was certain I had seen my friend taking more dick in her mouth, but I was a first timer; she obviously wasn’t.

   The latex and lubricant wasn’t overly pleasant, but my taste buds soon got used to it.  I much preferred the taste of a raw dick, but didn’t like the idea of drowning in semen.

   I kept sucking and as I got more excited, my hand stroked faster.  His penis suddenly began throbbing in my hand and mouth.  Holding my tongue at the tip of the condom, I could feel it begin to fill up as Greg moaned.  It was such an erotic sensation, my tongue on the tip feeling it fill up.  He just kept cumming and cumming.  I almost thought it would burst as Greg pushed forward and almost gagged me. 

   I pulled back, letting his dick slide away from my mouth.  The tip of the condom was full and I could see the semen splashing around up to where his shaft joined the head.

   “That was simply amazing.  If only my wife could do that.”

   Greg kissed me on the mouth, pushing me back down.  I could feel a hand pushing my knickers to the side, then something a lot thicker than a finger insert itself between my labia.  He pulled out and rubbed the head of his penis up and down my pussy, moistening the outside of the condom even more before slipping it back between my labia.  It met the resistance of my hymen, but he pulled out and then pushed back into press lightly against it, all the time massaging my clit.  I was so caught up with my clit sending shocks through my body, I hardly felt my hymen break as Greg pushed his penis all the inside me.  He held it there, pressing against my cervix, my vaginal muscles involuntarily contracting and releasing, squeezing him; accepting him.

   A long time seemed to pass before Greg slowly withdrew and then gently pushed his dick back into me.  He placed my hand on my pussy, fingers on either side of his penis and I could feel him push in and out. 

   Suddenly, he pulled out and rolled me over onto all fours.  I made an advance to pull my panties down, but he whispered in my ear, “leave them on, it’s so much sexier”.

   Instead I pulled my knickers to the side to allow him access.  Bolts shot up my spine as his penis slid inside me grazing across my g-spot.  I was in pure ecstasy again.  My hand found its way down the front of my knickers and I began to vigorously rub my clit as he pounded me from behind.  I tried using my vaginal muscles to squeeze and pleasure him even more, but my whole body spasmed then went floppy.

   Greg sensed this, withdrew and flipped me onto my back.

   “We’ll make it a little easier on you.  Just keep stroking yourself.”

   My panties were to the side again and he was back inside me.  I tried to meet his thrusts but the only muscles that seemed to be working were my vaginal muscles, clamping tightly around his penis.  I kept stroking my clit as another orgasm ripped through my body.  I think I was screaming, although I really have no recollection of it. 

   He let out a grunt.  I could feel his penis throbbing inside me, filling the condom again.

   Realisation hit me as my removed my hand from my pussy.  My hand was so sticky.  We must have made one hell of a mess.

   Greg lay down beside me and kissed my forehead.

   I gathered my breath.  “I was hoping to save myself for my husband, not someone else’s.”

   Greg just laughed.

   “I know you’re not supposed to use the same condom twice, so I hope I don’t get pregnant.”

   “You’ll be okay.  Get some rest.”  He kissed me on the mouth again, got up and was gone.

   When I woke in the morning, I could feel my crotch was still sticky.  I found the toilet and pulled my panties slightly down, noticing sticky white beads of semen in my pubic hair.  I looked into the crotch of my knickers and saw a condom.  I felt my pussy, which was lathered up with sperm.  My fingers slid between my labia. 

   “I’ll get you, you bastard,” I said to myself.

   I tasted our combined juices, licking my fingers, then took the condom from the crotch of my knickers.  I squeezed out the remainder of his semen into my brown pubes.  I smeared the remainder all round my pussy and through the coarse hair.  Looking back, I have no idea why, it was just some turn on for me.  I pushed the condom up into my pussy and pulled my panties up. 

   I left Greg’s house, plotting some form of revenge as I walked down the street.

e’s very little fat on her body except for her tits and ass. The rest of her is nothing but lean meat and sun-tanned skin.

So anyway, I’m a fairly wealthy man. I live in Florida just off the coast of the ocean, but there is also a small lake about a hundred meters beyond my backyard. It’s quite a beautiful scene and even when it’s hot everywhere else in Florida, my area tends to be cooler and less humid.

This particular day, Katie and I decided to go scuba diving in the lake. She had already put her flippers and goggles on and left to go to the bathroom to shower in some cool water—something we always do to get our bodies used to the feel before we jump in the lake.

I was finishing up some work so I was a little behind getting ready. When I got my flippers and goggles on, I proceeded to the bathroom too.

Low and behold, when I got inside, I see Katie lying in the Jacuzzi. It was full of bubbles and she was wearing nothing but her goggles and flippers. The water was only waist-high so I could see everything she was doing.

And what a sight it was. She was fingering her pussy. Her legs were up high as hell. She was wearing dark, red lipstick and moaning like she was getting the best fuck of her life.

I felt a laugh coming on because she looked so silly finger-fucking herself with those huge, pink flippers on her feet. And not only that, she kept crossing them and clapping them together. It looked like a penguin clapping its wings.

But then the feeling left and I started feeling horny. Katie was still naked, still gorgeous, and still had more sex appeal than any woman I’d ever met. She was probably the only woman I knew who could make a sight that ridiculous seem sexy.

I wasn’t sure exactly where she was going with this. Was she trying to seduce me or was she trying to make me laugh? Did she want to have sex or just get a good laugh before we went to the lake to have more fun?

I couldn’t tell, but one thing I knew for sure was that she was really getting me going. She would lift her pelvis out of the water and spread her pink cunt lips open for me. She’d finger herself in small circles and hump her hand. The whole time she never stopped moaning and convulsing in the tub.

I was determined not to interfere though. I wanted to see how far she was going to take this. I waited and watched as she pleasured herself for what seemed like an hour, but it was really closer to 5 or 6 minutes (it just seemed so long because of my boner).

After a while, I still wasn’t sure what her plan was, but now I was so horny I didn’t care. She was getting fucked whether that was her plan or not.

I went to the kitchen and got the baser. Thanksgiving was coming up and we were going to use it for the turkey, but I was feeling creative and I’d come up with a better use for it.

Like Katie, I was wearing nothing but flippers and goggles. I stepped into the water. I kneeled and dunked the baser into the water and sucked in a load full. I pulled it out, spread Katie’s pussy lips open, and sprayed it hard at her clit.

“Ohh!” she creamed in surprised.

I continued doing it over and over again. It shocked her the first time, but now it was feeling good. The warm water hitting her pussy and clit gave her a sensation similar to a vibrator, only wetter and steadier.

She was getting really horny. She squirmed a lot more and moaned a lot more. She kept licking at the bubbles in the air.

She wanted something in her mouth but I wasn’t going to give it to her yet. I wanted to tease her some more.

I turned the baser around. I put the fat knob on her wet clit and started sliding it up and down her fuzzy split.

“Ohh,” she moaned as she slowly started humping the rubber knob.

I tossed the baser aside. I climbed between her legs and made my way up her gorgeous body.

She extended her tongue. It looked so alluring sticking out from between those full, red lips. I took the bait like a fish. I closed my mouth around her tongue, then released it and started intertwining my tongue with hers.

She tenderly touched my face as we kissed, then her grip tightened and she started moving out from under me. She motioned for me to take her seat in the Jacuzzi. I did. Then she lay flat on her belly, forcefully grabbed hold of my throbbing cock, and shoved it in her mouth.

Rather than just moving her head, she moved her whole body in and out to suck me off. The water was splashing everywhere and the suds were making bubbles rain down on us. There were a lot of moans in the air, but I was in such a haze that I still don’t know if the moans were mine or hers.

Her jaws were so strong. She enjoyed having me in her mouth almost as much as I loved being there. And the way she was moving was making warm sudsy water splash around on her pussy and clit.

“Suck that fucking cock so I can put it in your twat,” I said.

She kept sucking and sucking. I wanted to fuck her so I slid out from under her and kept sliding until I was totally on the floor behind the Jacuzzi.

Katie followed. She mounted me. She placed my eager cock on her warm pussy lips. I grabbed her by the waist and guided her down.

Her pussy was wet like an ocean, but I figured it would be since she was horny and had just gotten out of the Jacuzzi. It slid in with no resistance.     I started ramming her up and down, my hard cock filling her tight hole to perfection.

“Oh, oh, yeah,” she cried. “Oh, yeah.”

Katie had sucked my dick so well that I’d forgotten about how good her pussy was. Like her body, her pussy was tight and strong. It squeezed the crap out of my cock and she had me close to popping my load in her pink snatch several times.

“Ooh, yeah, let’s do it froggy style,” she hissed.

I almost laughed because she did look like a frog waiting to leap the way she was squatting on me with those big flippers. But I was too horny to smile. My teeth were gritted tightly and the only thing I could do with me lips was breathe air.

After pounding away at her cunt for a while, she slowly raised off of me. My cock fell out and she motioned for me to get up. She lay in my spot, but a little closer to the edge of the Jacuzzi, with her legs cocked wide open.

I looked at her first. She looked good. I just soaked in an eyeful, and then slipped two fingers in her snatch.

“You nasty fuck,” she said. “Yes, ooh, yeah. Oh!”

I went down on her. I started sucking her pussy like it had medicine in it. She was slowly grinding her warm twat on my face and fondling her tits as she looked down and saw me sucking her sweet hole.

“Ohhhhh! You’re so nasty. That good tongue! Ohhh! Oh, yes!”

I’d stuck my finger in her asshole. Katie loved anal just as much as anything. She was going ape shit now. She started squirming and thrashing as an intense orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks.

“Oh, god, yes. OHHH!!”

My cock had gone limp while I was eating her pussy. I stroked it back to erection as I waited patiently for her to calm down.

There was still one orifice that I hadn’t been in today. I fucked her pussy some more, just long enough to lube my cock thoroughly. It needed it for where it was headed.

I pulled my cock out her pussy. I gyrated it on her clit and sent her into another freakish orgasm, then I buried it into her tight little ass.

“Ahhooww!!” she screamed. “Yes, oh, yes! Oh, fuck! Fuck me good!”

“That’s so fucking tight,” I said.

Katie must have been doing anal exercises or something because her asshole had a death grip on my cock. She spread her pussy lips and fingered her clit while I was fucking her. The sensation was unbearable.

It was so warm and snug and wet like her pussy. I pummeled her asshole for a long time, going from missionary to doggie style to reverse cowgirl.

“Oh, god. Oh, god. Oh, yes. Oh, oh.”

She was bouncing on me as I thrust upwards into her. I held out as long as I could but that ass was too damn good.

My legs shook with anticipation. My cock started burning. I tossed her off of me not even trying to gentle. I stood up and jerked my cock in her face.

Katie opened wide and stuck her tongue out. All I could do was stare at those full red lips with that succulent tongue between them. I wanted to stuff my dick back in it, but the sight was too much for me.

Cum began shooting all over Katie’s face. I swear it’s a good thing she still had her goggles on or else I would have blinded her for sure. That’s just how much cum there was. I had a full clip and was unloading every drop on my slut wife’s face.

Later, I asked why she had done that. She said it had started as a joke to make me laugh, but she could see I was getting turned on so she kept at it to see how far it would go. She wanted to see if she could seduce me even with those big-ass flippers on her feet.

The answer was undisputable. Yes, she could.

xt" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt">I had settled into middle age cruise control. At fifty-four, I had been married nearly twenty-five years and practiced my profession from a small, suburban office with the utmost concern for my patients. The majority of problems my patients brought to me were eating or sleeping disorders, alcohol problems, marital discord, and "why isn't my kid normal?" syndrome. In most of those cases, the kids were normal; the problems rested with the parents.

 

I had concluded that the intimate side of my life was to continue to decline. I don't feel as old as I am. In fact, most people say I don't look nearly as old as I am. My wife, on the other hand, seems old. Her interest in intimate encounters diminished immensely after she had our first child. It has continued to decline in the past two decades. We have sex, but it is the same routine over and over again.

 

When I found myself losing my erection in the middle of the joyous act or, on rare occasions, failing to get erect at all, I diagnosed myself as simply bored with the repetition. My doctor agreed and prescribed the magic blue pills for me with unusual candor. He explained that many of his erectile dysfunction patients feel the same way. The pills work fine. We are able to satisfy each other. But there was not much more excitement than before; until six months ago when Lori Telson became my patient.

 

Since many of my patients work during the day, I routinely have appointments in the early evening. My receptionist schedules the appointments, but leaves the office at five. My calendar indicated that Ms. Telson wished to consult me about a personal matter that she would reveal "only to Dr. Gray." That wasn't out of the ordinary at all. Various patients are embarrassed to tell a woman over the phone that they have emotional or mental problems. Not that any of my patients are crazy - just disturbed.

 

Finishing up with a patient whom I'm helping get over the fact that his wife cheated on him, I ushered him into the reception area and saw Ms. Telson. As my patient exited, she turned her head at an almost impossible angle attempting to hide her face from him. Once he was gone, she turned toward me.

 

She did not look like a super model, porn star, or cover girl. She looked like a wholesome, attractive young lady whom you might see modeling sportswear in a department store advertising insert in the Sunday paper. He complexion was flawless. Her blonde hair shimmered. Her figure was not in any way voluptuous, but would turn the head of any man alive.

 

"Ms. Telson?" I asked, noticing for the first time her bright green eyes.

 

"Yes. Are you Dr. Gray?" she asked in a voice that could have come from a twelve year old schoolgirl. In fact, she looked like she could be anywhere from fifteen to twenty-two years old.

 

"I am. Good afternoon. Have you completed the medical history questionnaire?" 

 

I assumed she had, since the clipboard was resting in her lap on her skirt. She extended her hand holding the questionnaire. Her fingers were slender and delicate. Her nails were perfectly manicured and painted white at the tips.

 

I opened the door to my inner office and, with a flowing arm gesture, invited her in. As she arose, I admired the tailored fit of her blouse; not overly revealing, but certainly enhancing her pert breasts and small waist. As she walked past me I caught the sweet scent of her young body. I didn't detect a perfume or cologne. It was more like a sweet, fresh powdery aroma. I motioned to the chair opposite my desk and she sat, crossing her legs in a very lady-like motion. The calf that extended below the hem of her skirt was shapely and smooth.

 

In reviewing her questionnaire, I learned that she was twenty, unmarried, had no family history of mental illness, and that her contact person was Robert Telson. I recognized him as the CEO of Telson Industries, one of the largest employers in the area. Telson was reputed to be the richest man in the state, having started a shipping palette factory years ago, and branching out into virtually every facet of shipping container manufacture.

 

I looked up at her, and she was pink. Not red or flushed, as if she were frightened or embarrassed, but pink. Her skin was glowing. She was indeed very pretty, but in an innocent, childlike way.

 

"Are you all right?" I asked.

 

"Yes." She paused and looked intently at me. "Dr. Gray, I have come to the conclusion that I have a problem and I need help." Her lower lip, adorned with a lipstick just a few shades pinker than the rest of her skin, was trembling slightly.

 

"I'll do what I can to help you." I thought perhaps she might begin to cry, which is not uncommon with first time patients. "Tell me about the problem you believe you have."

 

Her tongue slipped between her lips to wet them, and she swallowed hard. "What we say to each other is private?" Her head was slightly tilted to one side, making her question more of a plea than an inquiry.

 

"Everything we say is confidential. Only under extreme circumstances may I divulge information about our sessions."

 

"What extreme circumstances?" Her eyes had widened, and her breath rate appeared to increase.

 

"For instance, if you tell me you intend to murder someone. In our state, my obligation to society supersedes my obligation of confidentiality to you. Or, if it is my opinion that you need commitment to an institution, I will necessarily need to divulge confidential information about your case. Otherwise, I cannot reveal anything from our conversations, even if I'm subpoenaed to testify in court, unless you instruct me to do so."

 

She licked her lips again. She squinted at me, as if trying to fully understand. "You mean I could be committed?"

 

"I seriously doubt that. You appear to be a very levelheaded young lady. Commitment is recommended only in unusual cases."

 

"What happens in commitment?"

 

"Well, there is a court hearing where information about the patient is presented to a judge. If the judge decides that commitment is necessary, the patient is sent to an institution for treatment."

 

"For how long?"

 

"That depends on the severity of the patient's problem."

 

She was apparently considering my assurances for a few seconds. "Thank you,' she said, fidgeting in her seat.”I don't want anyone to know what we talk about. I don't even want anyone to know that I'm here," she declared, her voice still sounding girlish, but with an edge of desperation. "If I need to come and see you again, I will want to schedule my appointments so that no one else is in your office. I don't want to be seen or recognized." The depth of the expression on her face accentuated her beauty, making her look almost as old as her true age.

     

"I can assure you, I will reveal nothing about your sessions to anyone. I can arrange your appointments, if more are necessary, so that you will not encounter anyone in the reception area."

 

She seemed to consider my guarantee for a few seconds. She pressed her lips together tightly, exhaled from the bottom of her lungs, and uncrossed her legs. She scooted to the edge of the seat of her chair, and leaned toward me.

 

"I'm a slut," she stated, the corners of her lips turned down in a frown. "I have sex with every man I'm alone with. I can't control it. I crave it," she admitted, emphasizing the word 'crave' as if she were an addict describing her longing for her drug.

 

The immediate thought that raced into my mind was that she was alone with me in my office. The second was that, from her conservative appearance, she would be one of the last young women I would expect to be promiscuous. In fact, she was the epitome of the pure, intelligent, American coed.  

 

"At first it didn't bother me because I enjoyed it so much. But now, I know it's wrong. I had myself tested for diseases and, thankfully, I'm completely clean. I want to stay that way. I don't want to be a slut anymore."

 

"How long have you felt this way?" I asked, using the usual routine of questions; never saying anything in early sessions that a patient might consider judgmental.

 

She sighed, apparently reluctant that she must tell me her story. "For about six months. My mother died when I was very young, and my father was very overprotective of me. I was tutored at home and rarely left our house." As she spoke, her head tilted down, and she focused her eyes on the carpet in front of her. "The only man who ever touched me when I was growing up was my father, and his touch was not very loving. I felt like he loved me, but all he did was try to protect me. I suppose he was afraid of losing me like he did my mother."

 

"Do you still live with your father?"

 

"No. That's really when this all started. When I turned nineteen, I thought had to be out in the world, on my own. I wanted to have friends. I wanted to be with people other than my father, my tutors, and the servants. He objected, of course, and we fought about it for months. I threatened to leave and refuse to tell him where I was going. But, finally I got my way." She continued to stare blankly at the floor.

 

"What are you doing now?"

 

She glanced up at me with an inquisitive look. "Doing?" She looked pensive as her mind developed a way to illustrate her answer. "I go shopping, I read, I go to museums, I eat out, just... live." She turned a palm up and tossed it to her side as if I should have known the answer. "You see, my father is a very rich man. I've never not gotten anything I wanted. When I left home, he reluctantly set up a monthly allowance for me. If you wanted to know if I had a job, no. I don't need one."

 

 "Do you associate what you're feeling now with leaving home?" As soon as I finished speaking, her eyes went to the floor again.

 

"I got an apartment for myself. The first day I was there, I met another tenant in the entrance. He smiled at me so nicely that it made me feel warm inside. I thought maybe he would be the first friend I made in the real world. I agreed to go out with him that night. I didn't know how old he was. I still don't. He took me to a nice restaurant for dinner, then invited me to his apartment."

 

As she told the story, the pace of her words increased. Between sentences, she would lick her lips and flutter her eyelashes. Her brilliant green eyes seemed to glaze over.

 

"When we got there, we sat on a couch, and he just started kissing me immediately. It was the first time I had ever kissed anyone but my father or mother. It was, um, it was like a switch inside me turned on something I had never felt before. It's difficult to describe. My body wasn't my own. As we kissed, he took my clothes off and touched me everywhere. I wanted to be touched. I wanted to feel everything I could feel with him."

 

She slowly raised her head to look into my eyes. It may have been my imagination, but she appeared to be even pinker than before. Her breath rate once again increasing.

 

"Once his clothes were off, he moved between my legs. I didn't know what to do. I, I," she stammered, a bewildered look on her face, "wanted him. When he put himself inside me, I felt pressure, a little pain, and then, when he was all the way in, I had the most intense, unique, wonderful feeling I had ever had." Her expression was one of utmost honesty. "I realized that I had an orgasm almost immediately; just seconds after losing my virginity" Her eyes were glistening as she recalled the pleasure she had received. "I never, ever, ever imagined that something could feel so good. I think I had three or four orgasms that night. I stayed with him in his apartment that night and most of the next day doing nothing but begging him to make me feel that way again." I watched as her eyes wandered. It was as if she were just first noticing the details of my office.

 

"Are you still seeing this man?"

 

"No," she said, suddenly fixing her eyes on the carpet again. "He gave me to one of his friends."

 

"Gave you?" I inquired, feeling my face grimace with anger at the thought of treating this lovely girl so wretchedly.

 

"Well, I went to his apartment everyday for a couple weeks to have sex with him. Then, eventually, he wouldn't answer his door, or even answer my calls. For three days I didn't see him. I was going out of my mind wondering why he wouldn't want me. I needed him to make me feel..." her voice trailed off. "I saw him when the elevator door opened one day, and he tried to walk away like I wasn't even there. I pressed him for an explanation. He told me he had a girlfriend!" The look on her face showed that she was reliving a horribly life shattering event. "I didn't know what I would do. I needed someone to make me feel the way he did. I guess I thought I was in love with him. That was pretty stupid of me. He said he knew what I needed, and that he would have one of his friends call me."

 

If what she was telling me was true, it was clear that she was suffering, if you could call it that, from hyper sexuality: essentially sexual addiction. She was a classic case of what had historically been referred to as nymphomania. However, unlike common thought, nymphomaniacs do achieve orgasm. That is usually what drives them to continually seek sexual gratification. I had never before had a patient who, in my opinion, actually had such a condition. 

 

"I waited for his friend to call me. I couldn't stand the waiting. I thought about just going out and finding a man to bring home for sex. Finally, his friend called, and I invited him to my apartment the very same night. From there it just spiraled as more and more men would call me once they heard about me from other men. I had sex almost every day for six months; sometimes with two or three men a day."

 

"Tell me about your feelings toward these men."

 

"Feelings?" she asked, her eyes widening. "Like love? They were men. I can't seem to help it. Every man who asks me out, every man who happens to be with me, I can't help it. I need them inside me. That's the only feeling I have.

 

"They didn't know me. I didn't need to have them know me anymore than I wanted to know them. Some of them... I didn't even know their names," she said with a look of shear embarrassment on her face. "But, about a week ago, I realized how they felt about me."

 

"Something important happened?"

 

"A guy I'd been with a few times invited me to his house. He had seemed like a nice guy and I had very good sex with him. When I arrived, he had four of his friends with him. At first, I thought that we would wait until they left to have sex. But, he just took my hand and we started off to the bedroom as he said something about giving the little girl what she needs. I was shocked that the other men would know what I was going to do with him."

 

"That shock is what made you decide to come to me?" She hesitated a few seconds before responding.

 

"Partly. He made me come a couple of times, and I thought I would be satisfied for the night when he had finished. But, he opened the door and called for the other men to come into the bedroom. He asked them, 'O.K, whose next?' Before I could comprehend what was happening, another man was inside me," she confessed, her lovely brow furrowed. "I was addicted. I had sex with all of them one after another; one twice. I had a dozen orgasms," she sighed. "At the time, I didn't comprehend how lascivious I was acting until I noticed one of the men holding a video camera. He was filming me having sex with several men!" The anger in her voice was evident. Her lower lip and jaw were trembling. "But, I didn't stop even then. I was enjoying it so much."

 

"But, in reflecting on that experience, you view it differently?"

 

"Oh, yes. When they were finished, I begged the guy to give me the video tape, but he just said, 'Fuck you, slut,'" she spat out the words in an attempt to imitate his tone of voice. "I realized, I am a slut. I realized it right then!" She squeezed her lips together tightly before continuing. "He said he would probably be able to sell the tape for lots of money. I finally paid him five thousand dollars for the tape. If my father ever knew about what I have done, I would have nothing. He would stop my money." Her expression revealed that the worst possible thing that could happen to her, other than going without sex, would be the loss of her father's fortune.

 

"The first step in changing your life is to realize that change is needed," I consoled.

     

"I've done that. I haven't been with a man in over a week. I can't stand it, but I haven't. I had my phone number changed so that they can't call me." She was turning pink again. She stared at me intently, with lust in her eyes. "Dr. Gray," she paused and swallowed, Dr. Gray, it's been... well, it's been a very difficult week," she admitted in a hoarse tone of voice.

 

I sympathized with her. From what she had told me of her immediate past, it must have been difficult indeed to totally refrain from sexual activity. As I looked at her, I could see a definite, evolving change in her physical demeanor. She shifted in her chair and struck a sexy, provocative pose. She crossed her legs and allowed her skirt to rise higher on her well-formed legs.   

 

"Dr. Gray,’ she said in a soft whisper, “right now I want you to fuck me so much...I'm wet and I need a man inside me."

 

I had made a great effort to maintain a clinical attitude during her story. But, having such a lovely creature, obviously in a state of sexual arousal, come on to me like that was having quite an effect. My right hand, I noticed, had begun to tremble ever so slightly. I also felt a stirring between my legs.

 

"I have realized that I just can't stop 'cold turkey.' I need a man inside me. I need someone I can trust," she said, her voice lowering to a throaty, inviting murmur.

 

"I'm sure that is not the best course of therapy, Ms. Telson. Have you tried pleasuring yourself to ease the withdrawal?"

 

"Oh, yes," she lamented dejectedly. "I bought every vibrator and dildo on the market. I've poked and massaged myself until I was sore. Nothing works. For some reason I can't make myself come. I need a man's touch. I need a man's mouth on me or a man's cock in me to be satisfied. It's the only way. But, I need some sort of self-control. I don't want to be a slut, Dr. Gray." As she spoke her slender hands went to the buttons on her blouse. Staring longingly at me, she began to undo them slowly.

 

"Ms. Telson..."

 

"Call me Lori," she interrupted.

 

"Alright. Lori," I said, my mind stumbling for a professional comment to defuse the situation, "the relationship between a therapist and a patient must be based upon, ah, mutual trust. That trust is easily broken if a, ah, if any sort of physical relationship develops," I stammered, pleased that I could sound clinical even though I was becoming more and more aroused. She had the buttons released and was taking off her blouse. "I believe you should put your blouse back on for the rest of our session."

 

She extended her lower lip in a sort of pout, tilted her head slightly, and looked at me from under long, fluttering eyelashes. "But, I trust you. I've told you about myself so that you can help me. I want you to help me," she pleaded, slipping the blouse off her arms and reaching behind her to unclasp her bra. "You trust me, don't you? You trust me to change and get some self control, don't you, Doctor?"  With that the bra was released and she removed it with a sensual flair.

 

Her breasts were somewhat small and attractively round; obviously natural, with small, upturned nipples that were deep pink. I needed no little blue pill to come to a full erection at the sight of her half nude body. I again tried to formulate an appropriate statement with which to respond, but couldn't take my eyes off of her as she stood and began to unzip her skirt.

 

"Lori, I do trust that you want to change, and I'm glad that you trust me. But, as your therapist, I cannot allow you to continue."

 

"You can't allow me to, but you want me too, don't you?" she slid the skirt down over her narrow, smooth hips to reveal silky, low cut, white panties. She was indeed wet, as she had confessed. The small cotton patch at the crotch was dark from her lubrication. "I need you, Dr. Gray. I need you to help me." She slowly lowered the panties down her flawless legs. "If I don't get your help, I'll probably fall back into the same routine I've lived in for the last several months. Please don't make me do that," she whimpered, revealing why she had probably always gotten what she wanted from her father.

 

She was beautiful. Standing naked just on the other side of my desk. Her pretty face and young, petite body looked virginal, although I knew she had probably more sexual experience than I had had in more than twice her years.

 

I couldn't think straight. The blood flow through my penis felt like it was straining the surrounding skin. I knew this should not be happening, but could not concentrate on anything but the youthful beauty who wanted me. Sure, she was at a disadvantage because I knew of her addiction. But, there was no methadone that could be prescribed to alleviate her symptoms of withdrawal. Suddenly, I had a professional, rather than carnal, idea slip into my head.

 

"Lori," I began as she started to move gracefully around my desk, "before this goes any further, I think I should refer you to a female therapist. In fact, I'm surprised you didn't choose one to begin with."

 

She gracefully floated around my desk, knelt on her knees next to my chair, took one of its arms in her hand, and tried to swivel it so that I was facing her. In my mind, I was trying to keep the chair from turning, but physically I put up no restraint.

 

"But," she paused, looking at my crotch, briefly noticing my erection before turning her brilliant green eyes to mine, "do you know how hard it was to tell you why I need help? I've already told you. I don't want to tell someone else." she said, turning the chair slowly. "Another woman wouldn't understand. Other women don't have the cravings I have for sex." She had turned my chair and was beginning to stroke my calves through the fabric of my slacks. "A woman would just think I'm a slut. I don't think I could trust a woman to truly help me."

 

I gave in. I know I shouldn't have. I know I put my professional and personal life in incredible jeopardy, but I gave in. Thoughts flashed through my head as she began to run her small, soft hands up my thighs. She wanted self-control. But, I knew I needed to be in control of this situation as much as possible for my own protection. I wanted to help her, and figured that I could, while taking advantage of a once in a lifetime opportunity: a beautiful, young, incredibly rich girl who wanted my professional and sexual services.

 

"Lori, I will help you if you agree to explicitly follow my instructions on a course of treatment," I said with as much conviction as possible in my voice. She was staring at the bulge in my pants as she placed her hands gently on my erection, then raised her beautiful eyes toward my face. "You must agree to do everything I tell you to do."

 

 "I will," she half whispered in a sexy voice. "You're going to help me."

 

"I will. But, you must agree that you will not tell anyone about your therapy here." She had grasped the zipper of my pants and started to lower it slowly.

 

"I told you, I don't want anyone to even know I'm seeing a shrink."

 

"You must do exactly as I instruct you to have any success. Exactly," I said as firmly as I could.

 

The zipper was all the way down, and she started to reach into my shorts to withdraw what she wanted so dearly. "Please don't have me committed to an insane asylum, Dr. Gray."

 

With that comment, I knew that I had her where I needed her to protect myself. Her fear of disclosure of her past to her father was probably greater than the thought of being institutionalized. As long as she had the fear of possible exposure, I could probably keep her under control.

 

"I'll do everything I can to prevent that, Lori," I said as sincerely as possible. "Your course of treatment may take several months to be sure that you achieve your goal."

 

I involuntarily raised my hips as her warm fingers gently pulled my organ through the fly of my pants. It was as hard as I could remember. Having subjectively satisfied my concerns about possibly wrecking my entire life, I could turn my attention to the pink nymph between my legs. Her hands were so small and delicate. Her tiny wrists were about the diameter of my erection. She gazed at it hungrily and her eyes widened in anticipation. 

 

"Do you understand, Lori?"

 

She looked up at me and licked her lips. "Whatever it takes." She looked back between my legs, then into my eyes again. "You have a very big cock, Dr. Gray. It's beautiful. Thank you for letting me have it."

 

I considered her comment a compliment, having seen any other erect penises since my adolescence. Her fragile face was inches from my cock. She leaned closer, licked her lips again until they were slick with her saliva, and opened her mouth. She began stroking my scrotum with her hands.

 

"Stop," I said. I reached down and held her face tenderly in my hands. I obviously wanted what she was offering, but not until I had tasted the sweetness of her lips. Prompting her to rise higher on her knees, I leaned toward her. She kissed me with more passion than I have ever received from a woman. Her lips were softer than I could imagine. Her tongue darted into my mouth like a hungry snake searching for its prey.

 

We continued to kiss as she fondled my balls. I lowered my hands to feel her breasts. I was surprised to find her nipples rock hard and extending well over half an inch from her areolas. She moaned in her twelve-year-old girl sounding voice as I teased the nipples with my fingers.

 

She withdrew her lips from mine, stared into my eyes, and whispered, "I can't wait much longer, Dr. Gray."

 

She lowered her head and kissed the very tip of my cock. It flexed involuntarily in reaction. Still looking straight into my eyes, she lowered her head even more, stuck out her pink tongue, and licked from the middle of my scrotum up the underside of my cock. It was heavenly. Still gazing at me with her eyes wide open, she plunged her warm mouth down and began bobbing her head in quick movements.

 

I couldn't remember when I had enjoyed such enthusiastic oral treatment. I was reaching a high state of arousal when she began to moan with each downward stroke of her incredibly soft mouth. If she wanted me inside her, I needed to end this luscious activity right away before I reached the point of no return.

 

Grasping her soft face again, I said, "Lori, that is fantastic, but if you keep doing that, you'll make me come very quickly."

 

She slowly raised her mouth from me, a strand of saliva trailed from her lower lip to the head of my erection. She stood, and I pulled her to me for another passionate kiss. With quick movements, she tended to my belt and the snap of my trousers. Once they were open, she dropped to her knees once more and removed my shoes and socks. I lifted myself from the chair, and she pulled the clothes from my body. I hadn't had a woman undress me in more years than I could remember.

     

She stood again, and I arose from my chair. She pulled at my tie as she placed her mouth on my neck; licking and kissing it with her warm, wet tongue. She continued to moan through her nose as she released the tie and deftly began unbuttoning my shirt.

 

"I need you Dr. Gray. Please?" she pleaded against the skin of my neck, "Please, give me what I need."

 

As the buttons were released she kissed down my neck to my chest, I took the opportunity to undo the buttons at my cuffs just as she completed her task. She threw open my shirt and pulled it off of me. We were both naked, and she pulled me against her warm tight body.

 

I was mesmerized by the feeling of her petite, feminine form pressed against me. My wife's body had long ago lost the smooth firmness that I felt in my arms at that moment. Since she was more than a foot shorter than I am, my cock was pressed against the silky smooth skin of her flat stomach.

 

"Now, Dr. Gray," she purred, separating herself from me and sitting on the edge of my desk. "Please, I need you inside me," she begged, a longing look of desire on her face. "And, don't worry, I'm on the pill."

 

"Nothing to worry about, at all," I replied. "I've had a vasectomy."

 

She reclined onto her elbows and spread her beautiful legs, inviting me into her. I moved between her legs, and she grasped my cock with her left hand. She guided it toward her open labia. I glanced down and saw them for the first time. The lips were deep pink and glistening with lubrication. There was a small wisp of fine, blonde hair above them.

 

"All the way in, please? Very slowly," she instructed me.

 

I moved forward and arched my hips as I did what she requested. The sensations of her warmth and tightness were exhilarating. As I slid completely into her in a slow fluid motion her lips formed into a small circle and she cooed softly. Then, she began to move her hips in slow, small circles.

 

"Oh, yes," she moaned. That's it! Ohhhhhh, yes!"

 

As she moaned for the next several seconds, I suspected that she had had an immediate orgasm. She grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me to her open mouth, kissing me passionately. When she broke the kiss, she lay out fully on my desk, my cock still buried and motionless inside her, raised her legs and placed her feet on the edge of my desk.

 

"The first one is always so satisfying," she commented. The dreamy haze of afterglow in her eyes reinforced my suspicion that she had climaxed. "You did just what I wanted. Fuck me, Dr. Gray. Keep making me come," she hissed through her teeth as she began to rock her hips.

 

I stood between her legs, her body perpendicular to mine, partially withdrew from her wet passageway, then entered her fully again. I tried to go slowly, knowing that the magnificent excitement I was feeling in copulating with this stunning girl would cause me to reach my peak much sooner than I was accustomed with my wife.

 

I repeated the short thrusts several times and a long moan, which seemed to originate deep in her lungs, escaped her mouth. She lifted her buttocks up off the desk, and bucked her hips up and down.

 

"Yes, yes, yeeeeeesssssss," she cried as she threw her arms back above her head. "God, yes, that's good!"

 

Her second orgasm seemed to be deeper and longer than her first. I was in paradise, having pleasured this young vixen twice within one minute of coupling with her. She looked so gorgeous writhing against me in orgasmic abandon. I began to thrust harder and faster, pulling my cock nearly all the way out before plunging again.

 

"Thank you, Doctor. You fill me up so completely," she cooed, "Your cock is sooooo nice and big."

 

Through the fantastic sensual pleasure filling my mind I wondered what revelations I might obtain about her sexual addiction from this intimate act. I found another reason to extend our unison as long as possible to study her reactions.

 

She reached her pinnacle two more times, each seemingly stronger than the first. It dawned on me that she was experiencing purely vaginal orgasms, with virtually no stimulation of her clitoris. I knew that, statistically, fewer than thirty percent of women surveyed by medical researchers responded that they could achieve orgasm without clitoral stimulation. I had an idea that I wanted to experiment with, and, from a personal standpoint, an experience I wanted have.

 

I leaned down and took one of her nipples in my mouth. It was stiff and long. I kissed down her chest, across her stomach, and, slowly removing my erection from her, kissed her abdomen.

 

"Oh, don't take it out yet, please," she implored me. "You haven't come yet, Doctor."

 

I lowered myself to my knees, held the insides of her thighs, and placed a soft kiss on her clitoris. In response, she grasped her legs behind her knees and pulled her legs up until they were vertical. Although I hadn't serviced a woman in this way in sometime, my wife developing an aversion to it many years ago, I did my best to suckle and lick what is reputed to be the most sensitive feminine body part.

 

"Oh, God, Doctor," she shouted. "I love that. Yes, you do that so well." She released her grip on her legs, wrapped them around my back, and ran her fingers through my hair as she continued to urge me on. "That's so good. Oh, that's good. Just like that. Just like, ohhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeessssssssssss!' she squealed as yet another orgasm swept through her body.

 

I had confirmed that she was capable of experiencing sexual climax from both forms of stimulation. It was difficult to tell whether her response was stronger either way.

 

Just as her crescendo ebbed, she yelled, "Put your cock back in me!"

 

I stood again, and drove it deep inside her. After several thrusts, she was grunting unintelligibly, forcing her hips forward to match my rhythm. I was fucking her faster and harder than I had my wife in decades.

 

I felt my orgasm building. Rising from my thighs and descending from my abdomen. Lori must have realized I was close. She peered into my eyes, her nostrils flaring and her mouth agape.

 

"Come with me this time. I want to feel you come inside me. Yes, Doctor, I want it," she coaxed in a half whisper.

 

The sensations met in my groin, and I knew the muscles around my prostate would soon be clenching spasmodically. Lori began to moan, and raised herself up on her hands to bring her face closer to mine.

 

"Now, oh God yes, now!" she screamed. I could feel the hot sweetness of her breath on my lips from her telltale moans of orgasmic fulfillment. This climax felt and sounded deeper, more intense, than the others.

 

As she began to quiet down, streams of semen darted through my duct in blissful discharge. It was glorious. It was like the happiest ending to a fairy tale. A dream girl comes to my office, and within an hour I am ejaculating into her slim body with the greatest sexual release I could remember.

 

I was panting when I opened my eyes and looked at Lori. She had a satisfied grin on her face, a face that was pinker than I had remembered. She took my upper lip in her mouth and played on it with her tongue.

 

"That was great, Doctor," she whispered. "Thank you. You made me feel wonderful."

 

"I felt wonderful as well," I admitted, still breathing heavily and somewhat shaking in my knees.

 

I moved back a step, withdrawing from her warm clutch, and Lori slithered her way off the desk and smoothly pushed me into my chair. She dropped to her knees and, in one fluid motion, slipped her mouth over my withering erection.

 

I find that my penis is extremely sensitive after ejaculating, and jumped when she wrapped her lips around it. I let her suck it for half a minute, but it was more painful than stimulating. I lightly grasped her head to pull her off my cock.

 

She looked up at me with a frown. "I want to make you hard again so that we can do some more."

 

"Lori," I said, "I'm afraid that is about it for me this evening. I'm not so young anymore," I admitted, caressing her cheek as I gazed down on her loveliness.

 

"Okay," she said, getting up and moving to where her clothes lay on the floor. She snatched some tissues from the box at the corner of my desk and placed them between her legs to catch the semen flowing out of her.

 

Not only did she not anticipate any non-sexual foreplay, diving straight for my cock without so much as a kiss or hug, she did not seem interested in any after-play. I assumed that she had been conditioned by her encounters with who knows how many men to merely satisfy herself and her partner in sexual abandon without any other showing of intimacy.

 

"Lori," I said softly, causing her to turn and face me.

 

"Change your mind?" she asked with an excited gleam in her eyes. "Want me to try to get you hard again?"

 

"No," I replied. "I want to express my gratitude for what we experienced together."

 

"Great. It was really great for me, too," she said, arching her eyebrows and reaching down for her clothes.

 

"Come here," I implored. She stepped to me and I embraced her tenderly, kissing her on the cheek. "Do you still trust me, Lori?" I asked softly, holding her in my arms.

 

"Yes, Dr. Gray. I want your help," she responded. She slowly raised her arms and placed them around my neck.

 

"Then, there are some things I will ask you to do."

 

Although she had been as eager as a siren to couple with me, it seemed that she was uncomfortable with physical contact now that her needs had been fulfilled. I paused before giving her instructions to allow her to become accustomed to cuddling with me.

 

"First, I want you to stop taking the birth control pills when the next cycle ends. The hormones in the pills could be hindering your overall mental wellbeing."

 

She pulled away slightly and looked up at me, horrified. "But, what if I...?"

 

"You won't," I interrupted. "You won't because you will follow all of my instructions, correct?" I could see the fear in her eyes evaporate.

 

"Yes," she said laying her charming head against my shoulder.

 

"Next, you have shown your willpower in avoiding contact with men for a week prior to this session. Therefore, you will avoid all physical contact, and especially sexual contact with men, until our next session."

 

"But when will that be?" she asked anxiously.

 

"Can you wait another week?"

 

"I, I," she stuttered; then went quiet for a few seconds. "It was a really difficult week, Doctor. I almost didn't make it. Could we start with shorter times? Then see how I do?"

 

My heart raced. I was already contemplating our next session, looking forward to more of what I had just experienced with her. Part of my responsibility is to relieve or minimize the mental suffering and anguish of my patients. I could imagine what it must have been like for her in the days leading up to her appointment. Besides, I didn't know if I could wait another week to be with her.

 

"How about Thursday? That would be three days," she said in a vibrant, wishful tone of voice.

 

"Let me check my calendar," I said, reaching with my right hand to tickle the keyboard of my computer. Checking my schedule, I replied, "Thursday at six o'clock. My last patient that day will be leaving at five forty-five."

 

"Alright. I'll be here,' she said with concern in her voice. With that, she kissed me on the cheek and headed for her clothes.

 

I watched her dress, still not comprehending the extent of pleasure I had just experienced. We dressed without any further conversation until she was prepared to leave. Once again, in her conservative outfit, she looked as fresh and sophisticated, certainly not like a self-proclaimed slut.

 

"Well, Doctor, I trust you to help me. I hope I'm doing the right thing."

 

"Just remember my instructions, Lori," I told her with a reassuring smile.

 

When she left I finished dressing. As I did so, I began to tremble with guilt and fear. I wondered if I was actually making her mental condition worse by taking advantage of her. I began to feel more concern for her than the fear I had felt for my future. I owed her the professional obligation of diligently attempting to resolve a condition that was obviously causing her great anguish. At the same time, deep within me, I was already looking forward to her next appointment; looking forward to the feeling of her vagina contracting around my cock as she exploded in orgasm.

 

 

 

 

Over the next two days, I spent every free moment researching sexual addiction; looking for its cause and acceptable treatments. Of course, I did not find one case study in which having carnal relations with the patient was condoned or even suggested. But I gained an abundance of knowledge on the subject. Because our session had advanced so quickly to physical contact, I realized that I actually knew very little about her background that could lead to a foundation for traditional treatment. However, I formulated a plan to hopefully draw out her feelings and thoughts about the root cause of her condition.

 

I didn't have sex with my wife for the next three days. She didn't come on to me, which is typical, and I didn't approach her. When Thursday rolled around, I found it difficult to concentrate on my patients during their sessions. I nodded knowingly as I listened to their confessions, but my mind was on my last patient of the day.

 

Around five, I made a drastic decision. I knew I wouldn't need it to enjoy the pleasures of her body but, wondering if the experience would be enhanced as it often is with my wife, I took one of the pills I had received from my doctor. By five-thirty, I was feeling flushed, knowing that the drug had already begun to affect me.

 

Just after six I heard to door to the outer office open. I arose and went through the door to encounter Lori. She was wearing a pink sweater blouse, virtually the same color as her impeccable skin, which extended about two inches below the waist of a black skirt that was cut about an inch above her knees. Black open-toe pumps with heels about two inches high accentuated her shapely calves. Her nails were pink this time, matching her sweater. Pink pearl earrings, the only jewelry she wore, dangled from her ears.

 

"Hello, Lori," I greeted her.

 

"Hello, Dr. Gray," she said. The look on her face was a mixture of anxiety and relief. "I'm really glad I'm finally here again." A small grin appeared as she fluttered her eyelashes at me.

 

She came closer, lifted herself on her toes, and kissed me; not passionately, but certainly more enticing than a friendly greeting. I motioned toward my inner office and followed her in. She took her seat and I positioned myself in my chair behind the desk. Her appearance, her kiss, and the anticipation of what might follow, combined with the effect of the medicine, caused my penis to enlarge immediately.

 

"How have you been since we last met?"

 

"I've been on edge, to tell you the truth. I didn't think I'd make it." Her lower lip was trembling ever so slightly. "I almost," she paused and looked at the floor for a moment, "called you yesterday to see if I could see you sooner. Now that I'm here, I guess I'm relieved." She raised her eyes toward me. I could see the hunger in them. Her expression showed the lust she must have been feeling.

 

"Have you followed my instructions?"

 

"Yes. I've kept myself busy. I've stayed away from men."

 

"Congratulations! That's a great start."

 

"I'm trying."

 

"Lori, you had mentioned that your mother had passed away. How old were you?"

 

"Six. I remember her, but as I grow older those memories become vaguer."

 

"What do you remember?"

 

"I remember sitting on her lap. I remember her reading to me while we cuddled in my bed. Just things like that."

 

"Do you feel that you have gotten over her death?"

 

"Well," she paused to consider her answer, glancing again at the floor. "I assume so. I mean, I don't really think about her at all anymore."

 

"So, you feel you have dealt with your loss?"

 

"Yes," she said, looking at me again with desire in her gleaming green eyes.

 

"And, you mentioned that you know that your father loves you. Could you explain that to me?"

 

She looked at the floor and sighed deeply, crossing her left leg over her right. My erection stirred when I saw more of the smooth, pink, legs that I hoped would soon be wrapped around my waist. 

 

"He must love me. All fathers love their children."

 

"You believe that to be true?"

 

"It is, isn't it?" she asked, tilting her head to one side as if questioning her opinion. "And, all children love their parents."

 

She was a beautiful young woman in so many ways. But, I was beginning to realize, she was an innocent, naïve child in many others. As I looked at her my erection was throbbing.

 

"Dr. Gray," she blurted, louder than necessary. "You cuddled with me like my mother did after we..." she allowed her voice to trail off.

 

"After we what?"

 

"After you fucked me," she replied. The sound of her voice had become breathy and provocative. Her flawless complexion began to turn even pinker.

 

"Didn't the other men you've been with cuddle with you?"

 

"A few, I guess. Most of them just..." her voice trailed off again, and she looked down at the floor. "I'm pretty sure many of them had wives or girl friends. They'd tell me how great I was and ask about when we could get together again, but..."

 

"How did cuddling with me make you feel?"

 

She looked up at me, and licked her lips. She had a sultry, wanton look on her face. "Dr. Gray, I need you now. Please?" she pleaded. "I don't want to wait any longer."

 

"But, Lori, you haven't answered my question." It took will power to continue our dialogue when I wanted her certainly as much as she wanted me.

 

"Cuddling?"

 

"Yes."

 

"It made me feel safe. It made me feel," she paused, "content, I guess."

 

It felt as if my cock had never before in my life been so solid and large. My face must have betrayed my endeavor to continue our verbal interchange. She arose from her chair and moved slowly around my desk. This time, I didn't wait for her to try to move my chair. I swung it around and stood to meet her.

 

She threw her arms around my neck as I pulled her diminutive body to mine. My cock twitched when I felt her sweet, wet lips and her tongue enter my mouth. I closed my eyes and reveled in the warmth of her tight, lean figure. I ran my hands over her back and buttocks.

 

She withdrew from our kiss and said, "You like to kiss before we start, right?"

 

"I'd kiss you anytime," I said, pulling her toward me again to taste her succulent mouth.

 

"I want you, Doctor. Please want me," she declared once our lips were parted. "I need you to want me."

 

She knelt before me and swiftly unhooked my belt. I gazed down at her, anticipating her next move. As she attended to my zipper, it dawned on me what she had just said was quite an admission. She needed to be wanted; whether by me or some man who was only interested in an occasional quickie. Everyone needs to be wanted on some level. For Lori, that level was sexual. It may have been the only way in her mind that she could be wanted. Coupled with her uncanny ability to take pleasure in multiple orgasms, it was reasonable to assume that she could become hooked on sex as a means of satisfying that basic human requirement.

 

My analysis of her mental state was interrupted when she lowered my pants and shorts to the floor. My cock, appearing huge even to me, hovered just in front of her striking face. She gazed at it like someone who had been lost in the desert for days and just found a tall glass of ice water.

 

"Dr. Gray," she moaned, "your cock is so long and thick." She looked up at me with her eyes wide. "Last time, it filled me so nicely. I love the way your cock feels inside me."

 

She wasted no more time. She flicked her tongue around the head of my cock while her hands cupped my scrotum. She lowered her head and, placing both hands around my shaft, one above the other, licked my balls in slow, wet strokes. She peered up at me and extended her thin, little pink tongue about as far as it would go. Stroking me with both hands, she teased my balls with its tip, never taking her eyes off mine.

 

She slowly pulled her head back, allowing a thin string of saliva to extend from her lips to my scrotum until it snapped. "Your cock seems even bigger and harder than last time," she said just before tickling me again with her tongue. "I want your big cock inside me. Please tell me you'll put it inside me and make me cum," she appealed in that sexy, twelve-year-old girl voice.

 

"Oh, I'll do just that," I replied, never taking my eyes of the vision of her youthful loveliness stimulating me.

 

Still peering at me, she rose up and licked the head of my cock with lavish strokes. It was as if the head was a scoop of ice cream, the shaft a cone, and she was lapping the melting confection to keep it from dripping onto her hand. She cupped one of my balls in each hand and placed her mouth just above my straining erection. Opening her lips, she allowed about a teaspoonful of saliva to dribble onto me.

 

"Do you like it really wet?" she asked in a near whisper.

 

"Yes, Lori," I groaned, "I like it anyway you want to do it."

 

Closing her eyes she slid her pink lips down my shaft. The feeling of her hot mouth was as glorious as I had remembered. She began pumping her head up and down. The sound of the sloshing liquid between her lips and my flesh filled the room.

 

Whoever might have coached her in giving oral pleasure to men had done an award-winning job. She kept going lower and lower, taking me deeper into her mouth until it seemed an anatomical impossibility. With her left hand squeezing tightly at the base of my cock, she held my scrotum in the palm of her right while her fingers, slippery with saliva, kneaded my perineum.

 

Soft gagging sounds came from her throat as she slowly lowered her head until I felt the crown of my cock slip into her throat. She continued until her lips reached my pubic hair, nearly reaching my pelvic mound. She stayed there for a few seconds, and it felt like she was swallowing, or attempting to do so, while breathing heavily through her nose. Ever so slowly again she raised her head pulling her lips off of me.

 

"My God, Lori, that is amazing," I commented with a smile.

 

Thick streams of saliva dripped from her lips to my cock. Pausing briefly to look up at me with a beguiling expression, she quickly began bobbing her head up and down on me, still manipulating my balls and perineum with her hands and fingers. The stimulation was indescribable.

 

"Lori, if you keep doing that..." I commented, too overwhelmed with excitement to finish my sentence. "Lori!" I cried, placing my hands at either side of her head to stop her momentum.

 

She released me and paused with her lips just touching the underside of the tip of my cock. Seeing her small face there, it indeed seemed inconceivable that she could get my entire length into her mouth and throat.

 

"Do you want me to make you come this way?" she asked, the movements of her lips nuzzling my cock as she spoke.

 

I considered quickly whether it would be the proper thing to do. If I let her continue and I was unable to achieve another erection, she would be denied one of the things she had obviously counted on me to provide. I wondered how that would affect her. Would she return again for more treatment? But, with the medicine causing blood to fill my penis so efficiently, and the thought of the pure joy of feeling myself inside her again, I was selfishly willing to risk the consequences.

 

 "I'd love that," I said, hoping I wouldn't regret my decision.

 

"You'll still fuck me, won't you?" she asked with a fleeting glare of desperation.

 

"I'll do my best."

 

With a gleam in her eye, she plunged her mouth down on me again, sliding her lips up and down in long, quick strokes. She continued to massage me with her hands, adding to the immense rush of pleasure. I could feel the tingle begin in my groin, when she slid her right hand back and I felt one of her wet fingers against my anus.

 

She played with my sphincter for a minute or so, then inserted her slender finger. An inch or so inside me I felt her deftly pressing against my prostate, moving her finger in small arcs. Her tongue was swirling against my sensitive skin. The vibration of her high pitched squeals added even more sensation.

 

The combination of stimuli brought me over the edge. A wave of orgasmic pleasure pervaded my body, and I felt powerful pulses of semen shoot through my cock. It was as if time stood still. Lori continued to suck me with long, deep strokes. Her finger continued to deftly massage my throbbing prostate. I could count the squirts as they spewed into her mouth. It was by far the longest and strongest climax I had ever had.

 

I realized suddenly that I had been grunting uncontrollably during my ejaculation. I was puffing for breath and my legs felt weak. I awkwardly sat back down in my chair, trying to regain my composure.

 

Lori gradually slowed her pace, and kept me in her mouth as I sat in rapture. She moaned in satisfaction and moved her tongue against me with slight pressure. She removed her finger, and toyed gently with my balls.

 

I looked down at her. Her sweet face had a glow of accomplishment. She gazed up at me as if I were a God and she had gained my favor by pleasing me so thoroughly. The analytical portion of my mind, which had been noticeably absent for about the last fifteen minutes, considered that she had performed so adeptly in an effort to make me want her. She wanted the only form of affection she had ever known - a man's cock inside her to make her have orgasms.

 

But, I wondered, was that the only response she wanted? If so, why? It would seem that her life would be hollow if the only thing she sought was sexual gratification. Surely, on some emotional level she must want, and need, more than that.

 

She moved her mouth off of me and snuggled her head against my naked thigh. "I think you liked that," she commented with a smirk. "Is there a bathroom in your office?"

 

I motioned toward the door behind her. "There are wash clothes and towels in the cabinet below the sink."

 

She jumped to her feet and ran on her tiptoes to the door. I heard water running for nearly a minute until she returned. She came to me with a warm, moist towel. She washed my face with it, and then knelt before me again. With soothing swipes of the towel, she cleansed my entire pubic area, including my ass.

 

"Feel good?" she asked.

 

"Ummmmmm," is all I could get out in response. I watched her contentedly, and noticed that my erection had not subsided nearly as much as I thought it would have. I also noticed how silly I looked with my shoes still on and my pants around my ankles.

 

"Shall I wash these out and hang them on the towel rack?"

 

"Sure," I said.

 

Scampering hurriedly back from the bathroom, she stood next to me, leaning against my desk. She stroked my hair with one hand and began unbuttoning her sweater with the other.

 

"Wait," I said, "may I do that for you?"

 

"If you want to. Making you come in my mouth has made me wet, Dr. Gray," she said in a sultry half whisper. "Will you....?" She paused and gazed at me.

 

"Will I what?"

 

"Will you lick my pussy before you fuck me; the way you did the last time? I, um, well, I really liked that." She again sounded like a twelve-year-old.

 

"I'd be glad to." I broke eye contact to begin removing my shoes.

 

"I'll do that," she demanded. With a graceful motion she was once again kneeling before me. With nimble fingers she had my shoes off my feet and my pants off my legs within a minute. Pushing them aside on the floor, she raised her right hand and traced the length of my half-erect penis with her fingernails in a gesture of reverence. It involuntarily twitched in response. "You are going to put this inside me, aren't you, Doctor?" Her voice had a pleading inflection.

     

I grinned. Notwithstanding her innocent appearance, she was incredibly sexy in voicing her desires. I wondered why none of her previous encounters had resulted in a long-term affair. Perhaps, I thought, she was entirely too easy. Her forthright willingness may have ruined other men’s’ desire for the hunt.

 

"I told you. I'll give it my best try," I answered, growing more confident that I would, indeed, be physically capable of performing as she wished.

 

I stood and removed my shirt. Laying it over the back of my chair, I took her hand and pulled her to her feet. Placing one arm under her shoulder, I bent and lifted her with the other. She responded by kissing me passionately as I carried her toward the sofa near the wall of the office opposite my desk. Her body was lithe and light. She couldn't have weighed more than one hundred pounds.

 

"Oooo, you swept me away, Dr. Gray." She said as I dropped her to her feet in front of the sofa. I began the process of undoing the buttons on her sweater. The material felt luxurious against her breasts and abdomen. Once completed, I slid the sweater off her shoulders and down her slender arms. I couldn't resist kissing and licking the tender cleft where her collarbone met her neck.

 

I began to fidget with the clasp of her bra when I heard the sound of a zipper. She was apparently so overly anxious for my attention that she removed her own skirt. I felt it against my leg as she kicked it away, then felt the softness of her panties as she danced awkwardly to step out of them. That done, she reached behind her and easily mastered the bra closure that had me flustered.

 

Naked, she pulled away and reclined on the sofa, pushing her butt to the edge and spreading her lovely legs wide apart. She reached for me with both arms outstretched, inviting me to her yielding body. Beholding the beautiful young woman lying in submission, waiting for my attention, longing for me to give her pleasure, my cock grew harder by the second. When I fell to my knees between her legs, she clutched my head in her hands and began to guide it toward her vulva.

I resisted and instead raised myself over her, kissing her forehead tenderly. I moved my mouth down her nose and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. Moving slowly, I nuzzled over her chin, down her neck, and approached her chest.

 

"You really like to kiss, don't you, Doctor?"

 

I raised my head to look at her. "I like to kiss you, Lori," I said with assurance, looking up at her lust filled eyes. "Do you like to kiss?" I asked, running my fingers over her breasts with a feather-like touch.

 

Her mouth opened and she slipped her tongue between her pink lips to moisten them. "I...I guess I'm beginning to like it more. It was just something I thought guys wanted to do to get ready for..."

 

My analytical mind was kicking in again. She was, indeed, addicted. Not to intimacy, but solely to the physical act; an act that could give her the sexual release she had come to long for in the past months. Gazing down at her adorable, pink, youthful body, I realized the extent of control I had gained over her. Granted, I used control over other patients to modify their behaviors, but Lori had successfully resisted any attempt to copulate with another man based upon my advice. I wondered if she relied upon that advice from a professional standpoint, or from the unspoken promise that if she succeeded, she would be rewarded at this appointment with satisfaction of her desire.

 

I ran my hands lightly over her stomach toward her abdomen. I wanted to continue our dialogue while providing her with stimulation. She seemed so vulnerable, so open, when she was aroused.

 

"What do you feel when you kiss me?"

 

"It feels so good, your warm mouth and tongue..."

 

"No," I interrupted, "what do you feel emotionally?" I asked, running my hands ever so much closer to her wet opening. My question washed the look of passion off her face. It was replaced by a quizzical smirk.           

 

"Emotionally?" she pondered. She sucked air into her lungs with a barely audible hiss when my thumb brushed across her wet, engorged clitoris. "When I kiss you? When I kiss you I feel like you really care about me."

 

I moved both thumbs to her swollen button and massaged it softly. "What did you feel, emotionally again, when you kissed the men before me?"

 

"Doctor," she said, her hips beginning to writhe involuntarily, "that feels so good. I've waited so long. Can we talk about this later?"

 

"I won't make you wait much longer," I assured her, my cock throbbing with every beat of my heart.

 

"With Dan, the first guy I met, I felt about the same way. I thought he cared about me. I wanted to kiss him to show that I cared about him." Her eyelids were only half-open as she rushed to higher arousal. "With most of the other men, I sometimes didn't care at all. It was something I just...did. It was something I thought I should do, even though with some of them, I didn't...Oh, God, Doctor Gray, that feels soooooo good."

 

"You didn't what?" I asked, probing for a more elaborate response.

 

"I didn't really want to kiss them," she replied, panting between words.

 

"Do you want to kiss me?"

 

"Oh, yes. I like kissing you. I like to be kissed by you, too."

 

Her answer was satisfying on two levels. From a professional approach, she felt an emotional tie between sensual touching and the person touching her. From a personal approach, she cared about me. This beautiful young girl wanted me for more than she had wanted most of the other sex partners she had had.

 

I lowered my head and kissed her belly as I continued to massage her. I trailed my tongue down her abdomen, over her soft tress of pubic hair. Moving my hands outward to the insides of her thighs, I kissed her love bud gently. It seemed much larger and harder than I remembered from those few days ago. I spread my lips farther apart to surround the erogenous area and licked her swollen knob.

 

"Oh, God! You do that so well," she cried, placing a hand at the back of my head.

 

I looked up to see her skin tone becoming even pinker again. She had closed her eyes. Her narrow lips slowly opened until I could see all of her sparkling, white teeth. Then, suddenly, as if operated by a switch, she opened her eyes wide and locked them on mine.

 

"You're going to make me cum, Doctor," she panted. "Oh, yes. Yes, that's it!"

 

Our eye contact was uninterrupted as she went over the edge. She moaned and gasped for air through her orgasm; clutching the back of my head and holding my mouth tight against her quivering pussy. The range of expressions her face conveyed was magnificent. I read them like a book: ascending to the peak, the realization that the sublime pleasure was seconds away, the pure rush of release, gratification and fulfillment, and when her bliss subsided, appreciative satisfaction.     

 

"Wow!" she exclaimed. She grabbed my arms and tried to pull me up and over her.

I need you inside me."

 

"Let me play a little longer," I protested, resisting her.

 

"But..."

 

"Let's see if you like what I have in mind."

 

I slowly slid my middle finger into her. Her passage was very wet and slippery. The intimate folds and nodules of her sheath felt delectable. It was no wonder it had felt so good when my cock was in her.

 

I used my finger to massage the upper wall of her vagina. Within seconds, I felt her spot. I had done this to my wife several times years ago. Although she claimed that it did not contribute to increased pleasure, I noticed much more response from her.

 

Dropping my mouth back down on her clitoris, I licked and nibbled ferociously. At the same time, I massaged her internally. Her hips began to jerk uncontrollably.

 

"Oh, oh," she yelled. "What are you doing to me?"

 

I continued her external and internal stimuli relentlessly. She raised her legs and spread them wider than I would have thought possible. She wrapped both of her hands around the back of my head, holding me in place.

 

"Oh," she screamed. "What..? Oh, my God... What, what are you doing to me?"

 

She fell silent for a few seconds, and then exploded with what must have been a colossal climax. Unintelligible screams and moans, interspersed with heavy breaths left her throat and reverberated around my office. Her body trembled. Her vagina rippled around my finger.

 

I glanced up to see an expression of delirious joy on her face. She stared at me with wide eyes, seemingly unable to comprehend the scope of the enjoyment she was experiencing. In the midst of release, her cries of rapture turned to short spells of laughter. Not laughter that would be a response to humor, but laughter that expressed achievement of a deep, personal achievement.

 

I had no idea that it was physiologically possible for a woman to have an orgasm for such an extended duration. After what seemed to be more than a minute, the contractions on my finger subsided, her undulating hips slowed, and she began to calm down. With a final shudder that coincided with a deep sigh, I felt her hands urging my mouth away from her.

 

I arose on my knees as she leaned forward bringing our lips to an even level. She kissed me with a combination of passion and gratitude, then withdrew a few inches from my face.                                                    

 

"That was..." she said, her green eyes seeming to glow in contrast to her fine, pink facial features. “I..."

 

"You what?" I asked, basking in the feeling of accomplishment I had at giving her such an intense release. She kissed me again.                      

 

"I've never felt like that before," she confessed. She gazed at me adoringly and ran the fingers of her left hand down the side of my face. "I...I just can't believe what you did to me. I've never felt so good before, Doctor."

 

Her thigh brushed against my erection. She glanced down at it and then focused on my eyes again. Wrapping her right hand around my shaft she said, "Oh, yes. Please? May I please?" she begged.

 

She pushed me gently until I was on my back on the plush carpet. Taking my hands in hers, she straddled me with her feet on either side of my chest. Using my grip on her hands for balance, she deftly lowered her tiny body until, with only a slight movement, the angle was correct and the very tip of my organ had pierced her. Bringing her torso upright, so that my cock stood vertically, she slowly lowered herself around me. Just before she had taken me fully, she shuddered and let out a sharp cry of delight as her third orgasm hit.                                       

 

Using only the muscles of her lovely legs and the leverage from my hands, she bounced up and down the full length of my cock repeatedly. She threw her head back, revealing the tense muscles in her neck. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets. With every downward plunge she emitted a breathy, high pitched squeal as her highly stimulated clitoris made repeated contact with my pubic bone. 

 

"Oh, my God!" she screamed. Her voice was hoarse and guttural. "Thank you, Doctor, thank you!" She continued to ride me without slowing at all. "Oh, yes, Dr. Gray. Stay just like that," she demanded in a voice filled with anticipation. "Just like that!"

 

Her wet tube felt hot and tight as it massaged my erection up and down, over and over again. I appreciated the stamina and exuberance of her youth, realizing that my wife would have been exhausted long before now. I fought as hard as I could to hold back my ejaculation under the extreme pleasure I was receiving.

 

"YES!" she screamed suddenly. She writhed and rebounded violently on me with her fourth climax of the afternoon. With the agility of a practiced athlete, she released the grip on my hands and raised her arms above her head. Her body was glistening in a light coating of sweat from her gymnastic-like feats to please herself - and me, I hoped. Her skin tone was a glowing pink. Her nipples, hard and erect, were nearly crimson. Her blonde hair bounced beautifully above and around her head.

 

Finally, she lowered her vulva tight against me and rotated her hips in small circles. With her eyes closed, she collapsed onto me. I wrapped my arms around her svelte body and held her tightly against me. She was trembling from the magnitude of her repeated climaxes.

 

"Mmmmm," she sighed, nuzzling my neck. After half of a minute she said, "I love it when you hold me like this."

 

"I'm glad," I responded. Her lithe body felt so good against my skin I couldn't keep from continuing to slide my cock in and out of her.

 

"Doctor," she exclaimed, "you didn't come yet," she declared in a tone of disbelief. "I was so caught up in myself I thought that you had. Mmmmmm," she sighed again. "That means we can do some more, right?"

 

"Do you need to do some more?" I asked.

 

She was silent for about a minute. She placed her hands on my shoulders and her forearms on my chest. She raised her head until her face was just inches above mine.

 

"No." She stated with conviction. Just as a wave of disappointment rushed through my thoughts she said, "I don't need to. But, I want to."

 

This, I thought, was a significant development, as I continued to slide around in her deliciously tight vagina. I hoped that I had made some additional progress in her treatment. Previously, she had needed my sexual attention because I had impressed upon her the requirement that she remain celibate when not in my office. She had expressed only wanton desire to fulfill a need. I could tell from her statement that, at least at that moment, she wanted to have sex with me, not just any man she could find.

 

"So do I," I said with a smile.

 

I rolled onto my side and, as I did so, she wrapped her slender legs around my waist. Getting to my knees, I held her close to me as I arose to my feet. I placed my hands under her bottom and lifted her off me.

 

"Oh, you took it out," she bemoaned.

 

I lowered her so that she was standing and spun her around until she was facing away from me. With gentle pressure I pushed on her back until she bent over and placed her arms on my desk.

 

"Doctor Gray,” she cooed, turning her head to glance back at me, “can you make me feel again the way I did when you used your mouth and fingers on me?"

 

"I'll certainly try," I replied, admiring the view of her narrow waist and firm, round buttocks.

 

She peered into my eyes as I slide my rock hard cock back into her slippery hole. It was so gratifying to be back inside her warm, willing body. I tried to position myself so that the head of my penis would hit the same spot that I had found with my fingers. I worked it in as deeply as I could and used short, powerful thrusts.

 

Reaching around her hip with my right hand, I gently teased her clitoris with my fingers, hoping I was accomplishing my goal. She began to moan softly and straightened her arms so that she was nearly standing. I grabbed her left shoulder for leverage as I increased the length and speed of my thrusts. She responded by arching her back and forcing her ass back toward me.

 

"Oh, Doctor Gray," she cooed. "I think," she whispered, "yes, that's it. That's how it felt!"

 

It was as if we were in a mating frenzy. I could feel her clitoris enlarge when

I applied more pressure and massaged it and the surrounding area with my fingers, trying my best to make it feel to her as if my mouth were stimulating her.

 

"Oh, my God!" she cried in a shrill voice. "That's it! That's it!" Lori screamed over and over.

 

I was lost in a netherworld of erotic bliss. I concentrated only on the feeling of her delicate internal tissues against my erection and massaging her pleasure bud. With no forethought, I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back toward me.

She turned her head and looked into my eyes. "Yes, yes, yes...." she whispered over and over.

 

I could see from her expression that something monumental was about to happen. Her eyes widened and her nostrils flared. Then, suddenly, her expression turned to one of utter disbelief. She stopped whispering and gazed at me for several seconds, then turned her head back away from me suddenly.

 

"NOW!" she shrieked. "YES, NOW!"

 

Her body trembled for another few seconds, then she went wild. She bucked her hips against me, slapping the backs of her thighs against the front of mine. Although she uttered no sounds, it was obvious that she had completely lost control in the rapture of an intense orgasmic release. Just as she had when I had pleased her with my mouth and fingers, she seemed to linger in the bliss of her release for an unfathomable amount of time.

 

I continued to fuck her as rapidly as I could, extracting my own immense pleasure from pleasing her. I could feel the tingle build in my abdomen and thighs as I approached my maximum level of excitement. The pleasurable feeling began to culminate in my groin while I watched and listened to her enjoyment. It felt like my cock was growing even larger as I approached ejaculation.

 

I sensed that her orgasm had reached its ebb. "Pull my hair, Baby," she sighed. "Come inside me, Doctor," she urged, turning to look at me again. "Empty yourself inside me. Come inside me, Doctor," she beckoned.

 

I needed no more incentive. The pressure in my body reached an explosive level. I yelled when I felt a powerful surge of semen pulse through my cock, followed by another, and another, until I lost count of the number of pleasurable spurts. Lori squealed and sighed in delight as I filled her.

 

"Oh, Doctor! Oh, feel good! Feel good inside me, Doctor!" she coaxed.

 

My pace slowed as the contractions of my prostate waned. I was sweaty and tired from the physical performance of my aging body. Gulping for air, I finally slumped onto her back and held her close to me.

 

"Here, Doctor Gray," she said, turning to face me and taking me by the hand, "come over here."

 

She led me to the couch and helped me sit. Placing her diminutive hands on my cheeks, she kissed me lovingly. Gracefully, she slithered down my body until she was kneeling between my quivering legs. Cupping my drained balls in her hands, she slid her mouth over my cock and gently sucked the remaining viscous liquid from my seminal duct.

 

Releasing her lips from my cock she said, "I hope you felt even half as good as you made me feel." I could feel her warm breath and her lower lip against the sensitive underside of my cock as she spoke. "Thank you, Doctor."

 

I peered down at her loveliness. She was even more beautiful in her post-

orgasmic state. Her luminous eyes sparkled between their half closed lids. Her disheveled hair still looked as soft and luxurious as when she had first arrived. 

 

Neither of us spoke for a few minutes. I stroked her hair as she nuzzled her face against my thigh. She looked so subservient in that position. It was as if I could do anything I wanted to her. Regaining normal breaths I said, "Lori, come up here with me."

 

Without hesitation, she joined me on the couch. I pulled her to me and cradled her tender body in my arms. In response, she wrapped her arms around my neck and sighed contentedly.

 

"I want to thank you, too, Lori." I said. "You've made me feel better than I have in half a lifetime."

 

"I feel so safe right now," she said, shocking me back to professional reality.

 

"I feel, well, I feel satisfied. It's like I can think clearly without worrying about...well, about..." she trailed off into silence.

 

"About what?"

 

"You know, about when I will get to come again."

 

She was expressing her feelings without any goading from me. I was flattered that I had completely satisfied her but, I knew, within a few days her needs would again become overwhelming. Putting aside my carnal desires, I knew that I needed to concentrate on her emotional development to suppress the awful pangs of guilt that would soon inhabit my mind.

 

"Lori, I want you to find some ways to occupy your mind until our next session. Join a club; one, of course with only female members. Volunteer your time to help others. I want you to do things that will help you concentrate less on your needs and more on the needs of others."

 

She was quiet for a few seconds. "That's a good idea, Doctor. I sometimes don't know what to do with my time."

 

"Good," I said. "Let's get cleaned up and schedule your next appointment."

 

 

 

 

 

Over the last six months Lori has made significant improvement. She moved out of her apartment and purchased her own home in the suburbs. She has joined a garden club that meets every two weeks. She has learned about gardening and has brought me pictures of her own garden. Three days each week she helps out at the library of a nearby elementary school. Of particular interest to her are the special needs children.

 

Her sexual addiction unfortunately has not been cured. In all my extensive research, I have not uncovered one case study in which a cure has been reached without dangerous drugs or risky hypnotherapy. However, from her personal standpoint, her self image has improved immensely. She has concentrated her addiction toward me and sees me as her confidant. No longer does she feel like a promiscuous slut, as she had before our first meeting.

 

I schedule her appointments every three days. She continues to adhere to my advice that she remain celibate between our sessions. Her treatments have been satisfying enough that she is no longer as anxious as she had been. However, we have found that two hour appointments are much better for us, particularly in satisfying my wife's inquisitiveness as to why I spend so much time at my office. I have explained to her that I have a patient with an unusual need for my extended services.

 

I still charge her at the regular fees I charge my other patients, and she pays my fees promptly and without question. She understands that her condition is complicated and will require a prolonged and extensive course of treatment. So far, neither of us has discussed when her need for treatment will end. However, in my professional opinion, since her affliction is so acute she may need life-long care.  

      

 

       

     

 

 

 

 

 

 

    

     

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

           

 

 

     

     

     

     

  

     

bit with friends…and you’ll probably be a little drunk…and I say YES! About what time cause I am really horny… you say about 1230 or 1… maybe 2… I say oh my god I can’t take it… OK I’ll meet you in the cabin I’ll be there at 1230 waiting for you…then we say I love you to each other… and hang up…

So I go take a shower and while I am in there I shave my cock and balls so they are nice and smooth for your mouth…and I jerk off till I almost cum and then stop… then wait till he gets soft and then I do it again…actually I do it 4 times…I am thinking if I am gunna get to cum in your mouth I am gunna build up the shot and give ya a good hard blast…I get out of the shower and dry off, put my pants on (no underwear) and shirt… put on some deodorant…and some jupe cause you like it that stuff and it seems to make you more horny…then I am sitting watching tv for a bit… and I figure what the heck I’ll go out too and have a couple beers…its only 945 now…I have a long time to wait…so I go outside and it’s a beautiful warm night no coat needed…and I get in the truck and I head over to evans and go in and sit at the bar…I order a beer and start drinking it…there is a little crowd, there is some kind of band going to start at 10…and it seems everyone is having a good time and drinking a bunch and getting drunk…there seems to be a lot of girls there…some pretty ones and some not so pretty… anyway more girls then guys…it’s about 10 now the band starts playing and everyone is having a blast…I am still sitting at the bar drinking my 2^nd beer so far… I have not drank in a long time so I have a little buzz goin on…im just lookin around watchin everyone dancing and drinking…then I feel someone sit in the stool next to me and I turn to see who it is, and it’s a girl…she smiles at me and I smile back…she’s wearing a very short jean skirt and a thin white top and it looks like she doesn’t have a bra on either…shes kind of cute but not pretty…she has long dark brown hair down to the middle of her back…and shes thin like you…she orders a beer then she says hi… and I say hi back…then we start chattin about this and that…and the whole time we are talking she keeps touching my knee…and thanks to you and my shower time I am super horny and after she touches my knee a couple times my cock starts to get hard…I look down and I could clearly see my cock hard inside my pants…its about 11 now…and she says wanna go for a drive or something…I say sorry I’m married… she says oh sorry…and then walks away…im on my third beer now and its about 1145… and the same girl comes back and sits down and orders another beer and while she’s waiting for it she says come on lets go for a drive…and I say ya ok where being a little smart… she says lets go to your place… I say first I am married and second I am staying in a little cabin to night…she say great lets go there… I say ummm my wife is meeting me there at 1230… she says great lets go…I say what?… she says lets go…ok now im getting a little excited again so I say wait here… I go out side and call you to see what your doin…and you tell me your getting a good buzz going and havin a great time …but your probably leavin soon to come down cause your super horny from before…so you have a good buzz and I have one, and we are both really horny…so I go back to my stool and sit and the girl is still there and she says well are we goin…I said don’t know my wife is coming down… she says good lets go… I say are you sure and she says lets go and she puts her hand on my crotch area…so then we finish our beers and get in the truck and head back to the cabin…we get back to the cabin and we go in and its about 1220 now…and we sit down on the bed…I say well my wife should be here very soon… she says that’s good…and shes acting goofie cause shes buzzed… then she climbs the ladder up to the top bunk and sits right at the edge hanging her feet off the side she kicks her shoes off …and shes facing me… I don’t know if she knows but I could see right up her skirt… she has no panties on!!! My cock goes hard …her pussy is shaved bare… and she has tiny little pussy lips…

Its like 1240 now and I am wondering where you are at… wishin you would get here…then she jumps off the top bunk and lands on the floor and she falls right on me…and we just lay there laughing…and then she says whats that and I say what…she takes her hand and touches my cock…I said sorry when you were sitting up there I could see right up your skirt… she kind of smiles and says did you like what you saw… I said cant you tell and I laugh…so she stands up… and opens her skirt and it drops to the floor…then she slips off her thin white shirt…and she is standing there naked…she has small round tits and her nipples are hard its now about 1 am…wondering where you are… then she says your turn… I say ok …I take off my shirt and stop…she says lets go buster off with the pants, I’m naked so just do it… so I unbuckle my belt and open my pants button and pull down the zipper…then drop my pants… she says wow your hard… I said that’s my wifes fault and she better get here quick…the girl comes over to me and I back up a bit… then she moves closer…and now we are both standing there then she takes her one hand and puts it under my cock and with her other hand she seems to be petting the top of my cock…nice light strokes…im like ok?

Then she takes her hand and rubs my balls and with her other hand she starts jerking me…I cant just stand there so I reach for her tits and start massaging them…her nipples are so hard…I bend over and suck each one for a bit… then she pushes me on the bed…im laying there with my cock pointing up… its about 130 now… she kneels over my cock and starts sucking it…and rubbing my balls… now she’s sucking just the tip…I grab the side of the bed cause its very intense… then she slides my cock out of her mouth and it makes a little slurp sound as it comes out… then she gives my cock a couple of jerks and then lays down on the bed next to me… I reach over and put my hand on her pussy and start fingering her… and we are just laying there…I sit up then lean over and start sucking her tits…then I move down to her pussy… I use my hands to open her lips to find her clit… then I start licking it …she lets out a little moan…and as I am licking it I stick a finger in her pussy…she is very wet, my finger slides right in…now I am fucking her with my finger and licking her pussy… she starts squirming around, and breathing heavy... then she closes her legs on my head and i pull my finger out and move away from her pussy... I lay back down next to her… and we are touching each other shes rubbing my cock and I am playing with her nipples…and its about 200 and out of the blue she says do you have a rubber with you I said no I never wear them then with out even saying another word she climbs right over my cock and squats right over it… and takes it in her hand to guide it and slowly it touches her pussy… then she sits down on it… and now shes ridin my cock and she says tell me if you are goin to cum cause you really can’t cum in me I leave the protection up to the guy…I say no problem… after I say that she starts fuckin me good… I could feel my cock getting harder and I start fucking her back pushing up as she comes down…and then we hear a car coming up the dirt road towards the cabin…its like 215…I say that’s my wife lets stop till she gets in here…seems like that turned her on more cause now shes ridin me harder… I hear the engine shut off…now my cock is getting even harder and thumps every now and then…I start to arch my back and I just get ready to tell her to stop and the door opens…and she turns her head and looks and my cock just explodes right inside of her…all my cum went right in her pussy… I don’t think she noticed cause shes a little drunk…and now your standin there and shes still ridin my cock…and then she starts cumming shes really loud …your just standing there in shock…and as soon as she is done I push her off of me and say hold on… I jump up and run over to you as my cum and her cum are dripping off my cock… and I walk you over to the bed and we sit down…the girl is layin on the bed right behind us just rubbin her now filled pussy and laughin and sayin wow am I wet…I give you a very big hug and say I love you…and you say what the fuck are you doin…as you look at the girl…I say I brought us a play toy…as I reach over and rub her tit…and you say why the fuck would you do that…I say you made me so super horny today… and I thought we could have some extra special fun… and you say it looks like you had your fun already… I say as I start rubbing your tits oh no I’m just getting started…and you push my hands away and say leave me alone hope ya had fun… I grab you tight and give you a kiss and try to get your ear and start kissing your neck and you start to calm down a little…I notice you came prepared for a fun evening…you have your short jean skirt on and your super thin white shirt that you wore in delaware for me when we went on the board walk and shopping

I say did you wear a jacket at the bar… you say no why…I say cause your nipples and the rings around them are showing right thru your shirt…almost like you didn’t have a shirt on…you say good that was the plan you should have seen all the looks I was getting…and I say I bet… and we are still sitting on the edge of the bed and I look at the floor and there is some cum that dripped out of my cock from cumming and my cock is still covered in cum from me and the girl…and you look at my cock and just shake your head…And I lean over and whisper in your ear the girl told me not to cum in her cause I didn’t have a rubber to wear, but when you came in the door I was getting ready to tell her to stop and things didn’t happen like she asked and I shot in her…and I don’t think she noticed cause I kind of threw her off me and came over to you… and then you say oh boy…then I whisper hopefully she doesn’t remember cause she’s pretty drunk… and you say hope so… now I am rubbin your tits again… and kissing your neck and ear, I know how that drives you wild… I slowly slide my hand down to your skirt and go under it… you don’t have any panties on…so I start fingering your cunt while still kissing you…then the girl starts rubbin your back… you don’t really move cause your feeling to good from my finger…then she reaches around the front of you and starts rubbing your tit…I push you down slowly on the bed and the girl slides her hand under your skirt and I take my hand out… she moves down toward your legs and I am up top…I start to take your shirt off and she unbuttons your skirt and starts to slide it down… you reach down to stop her and I grab you hands and pull them away… the girl gets your skirt off, and I get your shirt off and then she spreads your legs and climbs in between them on her elbows and knees with her ass in the air and starts licking your cunt…I go to work on your tits, sucking on your nipples and rubbing them… your moaning a little now… and its making my cock hard again seeing you get licked by another girl… so now your all into getting licked so I get up and get behind the girl… and stick my cock in her again and start fucking her while watching her lick you…and she says no cummin and she starts to moan too so I fuck her faster and she’s super slippery from when I shot in her before and shes getting very wet on top of it…I have to stop for a min cause seeing you get licked is making me want to cum…but I leave my cock in her…I hear you carrying on pretty much…I guess the girl is doing a good job…now your cummin.. the girl starts licking your clit now and your just about screaming… your trying to grab the bed cause its so intense…seeing this my cock starts to thump so I pull out… its all covered in cum and the girls wetness…I just sit back there and watch and finger the girl till your done cumming…as soon as your done I grab her by the ass and lay her down beside you then I climb on top of you and start fucking your cunt… I slide right in no problem…cause my cock is nicely "lubed" and so is your cunt from you cumming…I fuck you for a bit till you start to breath heavey and leave out a couple of moans then I start fucking you a little faster till I get you to cum… then I get off of you and guide you to the girls pussy… I take her legs and spread them for you…and you kind of hesatate a little then you stick out your tounge and lick her little pussy lips… then it seams you get into it cause I see you trying to lick through her lips to get to her clit… I take your hands and guide them to her pussy and help you to spread her lips exposing her clit… then you start licking her more intensely…

She starts moaning and breathing faster and then she starts cumming… and now your licking her entire pussy…your sticking your tounge in her hole and everything…I climb behind you and start fucking you and I guess your so horny from licking her that you cum almost as soon as I stick my cock in your cunt… and I am about to explode for a second time and then bam I am cummin right in your cunt…my cum spray the inside of your cunt now I got to cum in both of you…then you fall to the bed right next to the girl and I squeeze in the middle and we are all laying there… the girl reaches over and starts touching my drained cock and I turn and start kissing you…I don’t believe it my cock is growing again…then the girl climbs on my cock and starts riding me and says again no cummin in me… I say ok and I think to myself if she only knew… and then you get up and kneel over my face and I start to lick you… even though your full of cum, I figure if you could lick her full of cum I could do it... so I am licking away and then you get your cunt right over my mouth and I am licking you and some of my cum comes out of your cunt and goes right in my mouth so I just swollow it and keep right on goin… what I cant see is that you and the girl are kissing each other and touching each others tits… now shes ridin my cock pretty good and your ridin my face pretty good… my cock starts to get the cum feeling again but I could go a couple more in and outs…you and the girl start moaning again and both of you are starting to cum at the same time…now my cock is ready to explode…I get ready to tell her to stop and you notice me arch my back a little like I do when I am about to cum… and then for some reason you put your cunt right on my face and now I cant talk… and the girl is just ridin away… my cock starts thumping and thumping and now I am cumming and cant tell the girl to stop…I am shooting right in her… she still doesn’t seem to notice cause she is still riding me…then I finish and my cock starts to go soft and you too are both done cumming… but still making out and you both just fall to the bed with me in the middle again…the you turn your head and whisper ha ha that will teach ya look what I made you do and then you kiss me and whisper again see shes so drunk she doesn’t even know…I just shake my head and smile… then you get up and climb over me and go to the edge of the bed and now you say I have to go honey I love you and will talk to ya tomorrow…I say sorry if your mad at me and you smile at me and say I’m not no more!!! That was great thanks and you wink at me and get your skirt on and shirt and we kiss again and you head out the door…I’m standin there naked and my cock all dripping from all the fun… you get in your jeep and start it, close the door then I see you figiting around in the jeep so I walk over and you roll down the window and your laughing… I say what are you doing…you said I coughed and made a mess on my seat… and then we both start laughing and you keep saying knock it off every time I laugh your cum squirts out of my cunt… I laugh and open your door so your light comes on and oh boy do you have a mess…its all over your seat, your legs, and your hands cause you reached down to feel if you made a mess when you first coughed…then you shock me a little you lick your hands clean and say yummy and smile…thanks you just got my cock growin again I say as I close the door… then I am standin right next to your jeep… and you start rollin up the window and you say love you and by the way good luck with the cum in the girl thing…you back up and then I see you drive away…now my cock is hard from you licking your hands and I turn around thinking the girl is getting dressed…so I could take her back but shes not shes passed out on the bed…she is laying on her stomach … totally naked… I go over to her and shake her sayin we have to go… I start pokin her I even poke her ass… nothing… so I say hummmm…hard cock passed out girl…I spread her legs and get in between them take my finger and stick it in her pussy and she doesn’t move… so this is a go I think to my self…I use my finger and stick it in her pussy and get some of the slippery stuff I left in her and I wipe it on my cock…and then I lay on top of her and take my cock and stick it her ass…it goes right in cause the stuff I took out of her pussy was super slippery…her ass is so tight, it squeezes my cock in and out I go I push it all the way in…I don’t know what I have left in me but I start to get the cum feeling goin again and then I push it in one last time and I start cummin I am cummin in a girls ass I think to my self I never got to that before…as I keep pumpin her… then I lay on top of her and relax with my cock still in her ass it starts to go soft and falls out…then I roll off her and try to wake her again and she wont wake up…well if fucking her ass didn’t wake her up nothing will… so I pull the covers up and lay down next to her and fall a sleep…next thing ya know the sun is out and I am being wokin up by the girl sucking my cock (what she doesn’t know is that it was in her ass last night lol) still sucking my cock it starts to grow harder and then she says lets have a quicky so I say why not…she lays down and I get on top of her and take my cock and guide it into her pussy…she says you can’t cum in me… I said I know you told me a bunch of times last night…and she says did I, jeeze I don’t remember and laughs…I do remember the 3 of us having a good time though … and I said oh ya we did…so I keep fucking her and she starts to moan and she starts cumming then I fuck her really hard till I am ready to cum and I stop (like a good boy lol) and pull out… then I roll off her and she starts sucking my cock again and it doesn’t take long for me to cum… I shoot it right in her mouth and she swollows it…then she rolls to the end of the bed and gets up and gets dressed… I do the same then we walk out the door and get in the truck and I take her back to her car at evens… she gets out and says had a really fun time last night and I think to myself more then you will know…and then she closes the door and I drive away…then you call me a little later and you ask what I did last night after you left and I tell ya and I tell ya about the morning wake up too…and you say I hope everything is ok cause you shot in her pussy twice… and I said oh ya she doesn’t even remember me doing it and you said that’s not what I mean…and I am like ohhhhhh…I say oh well and then we start talkin about what we are gunna do that day…

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