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Moms Best Mate (Not true story)

Posted by PornApocalypse 2 years ago  |  Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo  |  
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fucking my husbands best friend. A true story



My wife had been at a party along with myself and my best mate. We had all left a little early as we were d***k.We arrived back at my wife's parents house and had another couple of drinks.My wife got up and said goodnight before heading towards the bedroom.I followed her in where I found her undressed and in the middle of slipping into a c through nighty and panties. She lay on the bed where I began to kiss her and rub her clit which she reacted to straight away. She was as horny as fuck.
I then made a crazy suggestion that my mate come in and fuck her and to my surprise she agreed without hesitation. I was bursting at the seems.I told her to stay right there and I went to bring in my mate. On our return she was lying there with her legs wide open exposing her moist pussy. She had also took the time to remove her panties.
My mate excitedly looked at me as I had not divulged what I was about to show him.He was drooling. I asked him would he like to fuck her and before I he replied he was naked and in between my wife's legs lapping up her pussy juice.She was moaning and arching her back making sure he was grinding his tongue in as deep as it could go. He began to rub her Clit and finger her as he passionately kissed her. Her moaning was driving me nuts as it felt like my cock would explode. They then assumed a 69 position with my wife sucking his cock like it had never been sucked before. The slurping noises of my wife's juices, the sucking of his cock combined with her whimpering and moaning was unbelievable.
He then lay her on her back and began to fuck her slowly before building up pace. It was not long before she began to buck and arch her back as she squealed and moaned as she came hard squirting her juice over my mate and the bed.Again and again he pounded her like there was no tomorrow whilst she repeatedly orgasm'd. He fucked her good and proper in every position, even placing his finger in her ass whilst fucking her doggy. After an hour or so my mate began pulled his cock out of my wife and grabbed head and turned it towards his cock,To my surprise she willingly opened her mouth wide as he shot a massive load which was directed right into her waiting mouth. She moaned as it blasted into her mouth and with a sultry look she licked her lips and swallowed every last drop before cleaning him off and making sure his balls were drained.
This was the sexiest biggest turn on I had ever had and want more as I am sure my wife does.
Hope you enjoyed this little story
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Posted by wifefun 3 years ago  |  Categories: Hardcore, Mature  |  
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I gave a blowjob to the taxi driver -TRUE STORY-

It's a 100% true story like the rest of my stories (Although it took 2-3 hours to seduce the young repairman *see: Airconditioner repairman laid some pipe*)

I never really liked clubbing unlike my best friend B. but she was really into that and therefore, i did accompany her several times despite enjoying the scene myself.

I went to clubbing on a Saturday night as usual with my best mate B., it was almost 23.30 when we arrived due to heavy rain that hit the region. Although it was rainy, the club was very crowded and packed with every kind of people - drags, lesbians,gay couples and even young straight 'GAY4PAY' gigolos! My friend B. was really enjoying the music and found a few dance partners on the stage whilst i preferred to sit on a bar stool and watching my friend B. dancing with some guys.

At that time i had a boyfriend and although he let me go clubbing with my best mate, i know he would not like me flirting with guys, i was trying to behave like a loyal lady and declining the offers coming from guys. To be honest, the only reason why i accepted to go clubbing was for the sake of my best friend B. whom i love dearly because i knew she would never dared to go clubbing by herself,alone.

It was really boring, sitting on a stool all night long and watching my best mate dancing on stage. Now i could see her making love to a tall,dark handsome hunk and i already knew that i had to leave the club alone! Sometimes friendships mean self-sacrifice and i was considering myself a true friend, my house was not really far from the club, within walking distance and i had a big umbrella to give shelter from the rain.

My tipsy friend introduced her new boytoy to me ''This is K., isn't he just gorgeous?'' Although he was a typical douche-bag (good looking one), i just nodded my head to approve my friend. ''K. wants us to go to his place, i hope you don't mind.''

I replied: ''Nooo, of course not hun! You know, you are the sole reason why i am here tonight, please have fun and enjoy the night'' with a big smile on my face.

It was 4.00 am in the morning when we left the club, and it was really refreshing to breathe the rain-scented air again, it was still raining, not heavy though, as i always liked walking in the rain ever since i was a little k**.

There was no one on the pavement but i was not really worrying because it's a safe neighborhood, just enjoying the sound of rain hitting my umbrella until the stillness of night was disturbed by a loud car horn behind me!

It was a yellow cab stopped in front of me, he opened the window before i made it clear and certain i didn't need a taxi with a hand gesture but he was insisting: ''Isn't it too late for a young lady?''.. ''But i do not have enough money with me'' His response was ''Hey, i never asked for money'' with a big grin on his face. He was in his mid 20s', dark hair-blue eyes complexion and looked pretty well-dressed for a cab driver. I was a bit hesitant at first, he could be a serial killer or i was just being paranoid and watching too many thriller movies?!

I had a boyfriend but on the other hand, i needed some excitement in my life. Being tipsy and 4.00 in the morning helped me to screw up my courage and got in his cab! The first thing i noticed was, he was really handsome for a cab driver. I explained him that i was on my way to home from a night club but i had no money or credits cards with me. He said 'It wouldn't be wise & safe to carry money with you in the middle of the night, you never know?!'
''I think you are right''i replied, ''but you will end up a poor man if you treat all your clients in a such generous and kind way'' i jokingly said.

''Who said i treat them the same?'' I was flattered ''Oh, you are so kind'' blushing a bit.

''I am really grateful but how am i supposed to pay?'' whilst he was driving on main avenue. He took my hand and replaced it on his crotch, i could feel his boner through his jeans. I started to rub it as it got harder and bigger. I slowly reached to his zipper and undid his fly. To my surprise, he was not wearing underwear,his cock felt so warm and hard in my tiny soft hand, i was jerking him off but i understood that he wanted me to pull it out of his jeans because it was too tight.
I was hoping that his driving skills were good because the last thing i wanted to happen myself was getting involved in a car accident when there was a cock shoved deep down my throat!

He let a soft moan out when i licked the tip of his veiny thick cock, now he was caressing my hair whilst driving his cab with one hand. I opened my mouth wide to take it all the way in my mouth when he pushed my head, he almost made me gag on it, i felt the cold zipper of his jeans on my lips and could smell his leather belt when my mouth reached down his balls. I was deepthroating him now, him having a straight shaped cock helped me to take it all the way down my throat with ease,no major gagging reflex. My forehead hurt a bit because of his metal belt buckle when he made my head bounce up and down on his stiff cock.

I got really turned on by his cock head hitting the back of my tonsils, providing a massage..
I could feel my saliva running down through his entire shaft and making his jeans wet but that was not my concern..

Now i was using both hands & mouth with my tongue swirling around his glans, making circles, he started to breathe heavily and telling me he was on the edge, so close and he could pull it out of my mouth if i did not want him to cum in my mouth and there was tissue box in the glove compartment, how nice and kind of him! A true gentleman:) But since he was a good looking boy, i wanted him to shoot his load in my mouth, i always let guys cum in my mouth whom i find attractive to impress them, there's some sort of difference between swallowing and spitting, right?

I started to suck harder and faster to get my reward! And saw my efforts bear fruit..He started to fill my mouth with his warm,creamy load with each thrust of his orgasm and i greedily swallowed every drop of his fertile baby-batter until there's nothing left in my mouth. I grabbed a tissue from the glove compartment to clean his used, soft cock covered with a mixed of saliva and cum before i zipped up his fly.

Soon he drove me home, it was still raining when i entered the house and found out my boyfriend sent me an SMS half an hour ago saying''Did you enjoy yourself at the night club?'' making me feel a bit guilty..

Oh yeah, you can't imagine how much i did enjoy it like i never did before.............
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Posted by Slave4str8twinks 1 year ago  |  Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Shemales  |  
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two ‘moms’ tell this true story

Mothers Secret Code
For some reason, all us mothers have a code that is taboo to ever talk about. We don’t talk about our sexual feelings for our sons or daughters. It’s somehow so taboo, so unthinkable, so naughty, we never talk about it. (except in low whispers with a friend who will never ever tell we talked about ‘it’)
Mothers will say (outwardly) how disgusting, sick, weird or say that any sexual feelings about our sons or daughters is just nasty. They’ll say how a mother that does that should be somehow punished, their k**s taken away from them, shunned, and be outcasts from society.
Oh…. you may have a very close friend that you talk in whispers to, maybe after a few drinks, that will express her true feelings about her sexual feelings about her k**s. I had such a friend.
We broke the code…..
…..and It stayed broken between us.
Every chance we got, we talked about it, because?…it made us excited sexually, plain and simple. Let’s just call me, Julie, and her Lynn.
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A few years back we both had 12 years olds, my boy, and her girl. We were comparing notes about them. A few glasses of wine, and I broke the code. I asked her if she ever got turned on when she felt her little girls body. She got quiet for a while. Then a devilish smile, she leaned real close to me and whispered: (“…oh god Julie!, you too?”) and that was the start of us talking hush hush about our sexual feelings about our k**s.
Our husbands were out of town one weekend, and I wanted her to spend the night with me. We put the k**s in other rooms and we got together in my bed. We both were dying to talk privately together. We said just talking bout it was making us both hot and turned on, big time. We turned out all but a night light and closed and locked the door. It was all quiet now, total privacy. We were both getting wet in anticipation. She whispered: (“ Before we start, ..do you masturbate?..”), I giggled and said (“….hell yes!..”) She smiled big and said: (“When I secretly think about my girl touching me, or me touching her, I always like to masturbate while I think about it….do you mind?”) I said: (“..may I join you?”), we giggled quietly. We took off our panties, opened our legs and started in rubbing our vagina‘s. Our open legs touched and that made it all the more exciting. Masturbating together with a close friend was very hot, and very taboo.
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She told me how it first started with her,….

When she gave her little girl, about 9yrs old, a bath, is when she first got the ’tingles’. Feeling her smooth little body all over while washing her was more and more a turn on. The little girl liked it when mommy washed her little vagina, and giggled. One time she got brave and got in the bathtub naked with her.
Her little girl was wowed at mommy’s big titties and the hair between her legs. She asked: “Mommy, can I touch your titties?” Lynn told her:
“Oh yes, I’m your mommy, it’s ’ok’ to do that.”

“Julie, my little girl started touching, feeling, then stared my nipples. She then just started sucking on my nipples and playing with them. I got so hot when she did that, I closed my eyes and gasp for air.
Then she felt my pubic hair, and ran her little fingers through it and she liked to comb it with her fingers as a comb. Then she rubbed her little face on it.
The first time I let her do that, I orgasmed hard, and shivered and shook. She smiled and asked if I was cold. I said:…. “Oh no…(gasp)….mommy just got a nice feeling from her doing that.” She said she got tingles when she touched her little bump, right here. She opened her little legs wide, looked down, and put her finger on her little clit.
I should have felt very guilty….but I didn’t…it felt good to have a wonderfully intense orgasm that way, and I wanted more. I told her that all this was our ’girls secret’ and to never tell what we did in the bathtub. ….’Ok?’ She, at 9yrs old then, said she would never tell anyone ever, and that was our secret just between her and I,…………. and she never has.
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Lynn’s story got me so hot… I felt dizzy. My fingers were wet from feeling my vagina, and my clit was so sensitive, I could hardly touch it.
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I told how I started getting tingles in my vagina when I felt my son’s body. Dressing him, bathing him, and feeling him for no other reason that to get a sexual feeling. Little boys are more curious and he loved to look at my tits. I let him take long looks while I dressed or changed clothes. I slowly put on or took of my bra. I felt my own tits and played with my nipples as he watch, wide eyed. At nine years old, we too had a talk about secrets and I made him understand. He agreed and to this day we have our ’little secret.’ He got little hardons now, and ’mommy’ would rub it and make it feel good. He love that, and if we were alone, he would request we go do ’that’ we called it. I would take him in the bathroom and lock the door. I loved jacking on his little dick and the first time he had a little shot of white cum shoot out….I orgasmed.
It was so hot as I held his little dick in my hand and felt his first cum between my fingers. When he left, I got really bold and licked my fingers… his little cum was erotic tasting and I orgasmed again when it touched my tongue.
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We both were now breathing hard after telling the events so far. We closed our eyes and rubbed our vagina’s faster. I felt her hand grab my leg to steady herself. She was trying not to moan as she lifted up her hips up high and shook as she had a big intense orgasm. I was right with her, and steadied my self with my hand on her leg too. I u*********sly squeezed her leg as I moaned and lifted my hips high,….shook hard and had a big orgasm too. We shook for a while, and moaned quietly. Our hands still on each others legs. Feeling each others orgasms that way was a very erotic event we had never had before. We lay quiet…then she whispered:….(“….I think (gasp) we’ve found a new turn on, Julie.” )…I agreed and whispered back: (“..Later, I think (deep breath) I think next time I would like to turn around, so we can face each others vaginas (gasp) and we can watch us do ’that’ again, I have a powerful urge to watch your vagina orgasm, very close up next time.”)
It was a very exciting and wonderful night. We’ll keep what we did late in the night….very private,…..for now.
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Well I’m here to finally talk about the ‘code’. We both felt, if our k**s said they didn’t want do something, we would always honor that and not do it, but so far, that has never happened.
Our k**s are a little older now, and we still have our special ‘secret’. Her daughter and her still go in the bathroom and have their ‘private’ time, my son comes in my room and we too have our….’private’ time. Sneaking a hot feel still takes my breath away. We get so hot so fast when you only have a short time to touch our body’s.
Now days, I can make him cum in my hand in a short time. He can make me orgasm so fast, I almost faint. Lynn and her daughter carry little vibaratiors with them and can orgasm each other fast without moaning…(usually,)….. (I’ve heard them as I listened at the bathroom door before…that always gets me so hot.)

What they don’t know is Julie and Lynn, we have our, ‘private’ time too, when we talk about the latest happenings with our growing k**s. We wait until we can spend the night all alone with each other, we get naked, and…..well…. the story’s gets us so hot we…..turn off all the lights…...


(whispering….”do you mind if I put my hand on your leg Lynn?” …“Of course not Julie, you know you always can,…. Wow, your trembling, you must have a hot story for tonight. If you don‘t mind, I think I‘ll put my hand on your warm leg and just masturbate while you tell it.”
(This was the way we like to tell the latest hot story’s. Somehow the human contact, makes us so very hot as we talk.)
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“….Well, (gasp, pause), you better hold my leg tight as I tell you about my son. Last week he reached up under my dress, then sliding his hand down my panties and ran his finger down the center of my vagina, in the middle of my living room!” ….“Oh god Julie!, I would have loved to feel that!”
“Well Lynn,…(gasp)….I was standing there in my living room when I felt my sons warm hands wrap around me. He started kissing me on the neck and feeling my tits so good, I lost my breath….next thing I know, I feel his hand slide up my leg. Inching up slowly to the top of my panties. Then I feel his warm hand move down inside my panties and slowly slide down my lower tummy, headed right for my already damp vagina. I felt his finger combing thru my pubic hair, and on to my vagina…I shivered with anticipation, hoping where his finger was headed. He found it….. my wet clit, and his finger danced around it. Oh Lynn…my knees got weak, I got hot flashes and pushed my vagina to his finger. I felt his hardon against my butt cheeks. I reached around and pulled his hips tight to my butt cheeks. Oh god Lynn…his finger was massaging my clit now, right in the living room, where anyone walking or even driving by might see us!
I finally whispered to him: (“It’s mom’s turn, son.”) I turned around and un zipped his pants. I reached in and he wasn’t wearing any underwear. (gasp)...my heart was beating fast as I felt his big warm dick. I carefully pulled out his dick, and started stroking it. My back was to the windows, but he had my skirt pulled up and had pulled my panties down some. The risk was so intense, I felt my vagina start to seeping more juices. I couldn’t think…did I lock that door?….I didn’t know for sure…his finger on my clit was causing my brain not to work…all I knew was I wanted to orgasm so bad and now. He knew it too, and started rubbing my clit firmer and firmer while squeezing my tits. I cupped one hand over the head of his dick…I was going to make him cum big and I wanted to catch it all in my hand. It all happen so fast. I felt my orgasm building up and up and I tried not moan loud but I just couldn’t and let out a “ Oh Baby…Yes!!!!”…and my knees buckled as I had a glorious orgasm just as he shot hot cum in my hand. He filled it up so fast, I had to rub some on my vagina to keep it from spilling out on the floor. He kissed me and told me what a beautiful mom I was and that I was the best mom in the whole world. My head was spinning as I kissed him back and let my tongue do the talking. We were both so weak but managed to keep standing. We straightened up, I just left his cum on my pubic hair, and pulled my panties up over it. We sat down and panted as I leaned my head on his shoulder.
The door opened.
I forgot to lock it! My husband came carrying some stuff and just said: “Hi folks,” and didn’t even hardly notice us. I spent the rest of the day with my sons cum in my pubic hair so I could sneak a feel with my fingers and a taste and smell if I was careful too.”

Lynn was breathing hard and rubbing her vagina. Her fingers dug into my leg as her hips squirmed. I was really hot too, watching her and feeling my own vagina and feeling her hot leg. I don’t know where I got the courage to say this, but I nervously whispered to her: (“did you (gasp) need some help reaching your climax, Lynn?” )…She moaned and whispered back: (“..if you’ll do me,…(gasp)…I’ll do you Julie.” )
We had never done that before. We had the best and most wonderful night we‘d ever had….with our ‘private time’.
The next night we got to be alone again. We got naked with a low light, while she told of her and her daughters latest encounter. This time we had taken us to the next step. We had whispered about doing ‘a little more’ between us. Our trembling hands ventured out to our desires.
I had my hand resting on her pubic hair and she had hers on mine. We very slowly started fingered each other as she told her story. Our fingers trembled with the new pleasure. My heart was beating with excitement. Lynn rolled toward me, and rested her face on my tit as she talked. Soon her leg slowly moved over mine. I was so excited, I know she felt the wetness in my vagina as she eased her fingers slowly in it. I know I sure did in hers, as my fingers were so wet as I massaged her big clit. (She had big one too, and I loved playing with it, making her gasp.) We loved the way we told our stories in our new positions. We had new urges and they were very taboo and very exciting. We kept them totally secret and private. It was getting so we liked feeling each other as much as we did our own k**s and we both knew it. We both secretly wanted to do more each time.
Lynn had another story……
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“Well, Julie….(big breath)….last weekend my husband and my daughters boyfriend went on a overnight fishing trip. We had the whole house to ourselves all night. We both got hot when we found out. The minute they left, my daughter and I headed to have a private shower. Oh Julie, her tits are bigger now, I loved to get behind her and feel them in the warm soapy water. She reached back and rubbed my vagina so good. Something was driving us to get closer and do more. We had never had ‘girl sex’ but she was leading the way. I didn’t resist at all Julie …I couldn’t …I was weak and felt it was going to happen…..Then she whispered in my ear:
(“mom…let’s ‘do us‘...ok?, please?”) …then she kissed me, long and so wet. I froze as I felt her tongue slip slightly in my mouth. I was kinda in shock but the jolt in my vagina was awesome! We had never kissed like that, ever before.
I whispered, out of breath: (“Oh my (gasp)….my little girl is growing up and wants to do more now?”)
(I didn’t quite know what ‘do us’ meant.) She said that she likes guys and sometimes girls to play with. We had never done ‘do us‘, but I was game as I loved feeling her body. We felt us in the warm soapy water and she showed me how she liked to have me massage her little clit, as she did mine. This was new for us and we got real hot and out of breath. I got weak as she rubbed my clit so fast I…..I…well…I orgasmed right in the shower.

I just couldn’t help it Julie! She held me close and tight. She kissed my neck and rubbed her own clit fast and then….shivered and moaned:…(“….ohhhhh mom!,…. I want you in bed so bad.”)….I got a tingle shock in my vagina!
Julie, it was so naughty and so taboo but so exciting, We held our wet soapy butt cheeks and I started rubbing her clit fast….then, she moaned so long and shuddered as we parted our legs and pressed and ground our soapy clits together.
Julie….mom’s and daughter’s making each other orgasm was so risky if anyone ever found out…I got so hot as she washed me slowly to cool me down. I wanted this wonderful shower to last and last. We finally got out, so weak, dried off and got into bed and just felt each others naked body’s for a long time.
Julie, she’s was just like me and loves the feel a female body on her hands and fingers.
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Feeling Lynn’s hot body against mine was reminding me of a time when my son crawled in bed with me. I started telling her this story. I pulled Lynn close to me as we felt each others body’s. Our fingers doing our thing.
“Lynn, I’ve got a story about when my son crawled in bed with me one time.” She said: “Oh good!,…. but I need to orgasm real bad, will you help me after words?” I said: “Of course, I whispered: (we’ll do a cross masturbation after words)...Ok?” She squeezed my vagina and said: “Ok!!!” We had talked about masturbating each other and how…‘someday’ we ‘might’ try it.

“ Well Lynn, my husband had just left for work. My son knew I was alone in bed. He was about 13 then, and no school that day. I took advantage when he got under the covers in my bed and rolled him on top of me. Oh Lynn….he felt so good on me in only his little boxers. I felt his back and legs and soon his growing boner started pressing against my vagina. He said he had a really hot dream. He didn’t say who the girl was, but did say she was older, about my age. I asked him if he had a ’wet’ dream about this girl. He said no, he woke up before they could have sex. I knew ‘this’ mom could make him cum big, so took more advantage. I ask him to describe the girl. Lynn, he described me in every detail. I said:…“Awww that’s to bad you woke up before you two could have hot sex.” I pulled the covers up over us and said why don’t you put your boner between my legs and we’ll pretend I’m that girl. He sl**pily reached down and pulled out his boner and put it between my legs. I had my panties on and I felt his warm boner against my inner legs and vagina. I clamped my legs together tight and rubbed his body wildly. He started pumping me and breathing heavy. I took his hands and put them on my tits. I started whispering in his ear: (….”..oh yes baby…oh hell yes…cum in me… oh jeeez you feel so good in me!…fuck me baby…take me…take it home baby…Oh….OH….OH!…..EEEEYES!.. I felt him explode between my legs as he moaned ..”Oh…OH… MOM!”…
(mom?)…I knew he was having a dream about me!, and his slip of the tongue verified it. He flooded my legs and soaked my panties outside my vagina. He collapsed on me as I rubbed his smooth body over and over as his boner just kept pulsating the last of his cum out between my legs.
Ok, I admit it, I orgasmed when his hot cum shot out and I felt it on my vagina. Lynn, it was the closest ever, to him having sex with me. It was so wonderful, I’ll never forget it…ever.
Lynn was straining for me to finger her faster, and I was so ready for her to do the same. I turned so we faced each other and we fingered each other and bucked our hips together. She grabbed my fingers and speeded them up in her vagina. My thumb rubbed across her clit as she felt my G spot in my vagina. It started…. we took short gasping breaths…and here it came…our first dual climax, as it jolted us and peaked! I almost cried as we moaned and squirmed out of control, we both moaned…“YES BABY YES!!!yesyesyesyesyes!!!!!!!!!, and shook hard!
…We held each others hand that was in our vaginas and guided it in and out to where the peek feeling was. We were so spent we slowly just let the pulses have their way and felt the spasms prevail.
We kinda passed out for a while. Then later, still moaning and holding each other we drifted to sl**p.

Her daughter and my son came over the next day, they just happened to arrive at the same time. Lynn and I ended up in the kitchen talking. I looked around the corner at my son, and he and her daughter were sitting close and talking. Soon his arm went up on the back of the couch and she scooted closer. (“Lynn,” I whispered, “come look.”)…she looked and started to grin. Her daughter came in and said she had been playing tennis and could she take a quick shower. I said ’Sure, go right ahead.’ We continued to talk and then I noticed my son was gone. We listened quietly. I tip toed to the bathroom door. I heard them giggling quietly. I motioned for Lynn to come listen…we both grinned and quietly tip toed away.
We sat in the kitchen and talked. Soon her daughter came in smiling with her wet hair. A few minutes later my son came in…wet hair.
Lynn whispered: (“Look as his wet hair Julie!….do you think they took a shower together???”)
Her daughter had to go somewhere and my son walked her to her car. He leaned his elbows on her window sill, as they talked, and we watched. He looked around and gave her a long hot kiss. We giggled and wondered what was going to become of this. We talked quietly. “Julie, if they compare notes….oh my god! Their two moms are ‘feelers‘ and they both love it, and we both know they like to feel and touch us also.
I wonder of our ‘little secret’ will come out when they talk? We better have a talk with them and let them know it’s ‘ok’, to share our secret with only them.”
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*Julie and Lynn were to late. Jen, Lynn’s daughter, and Ken, Julie’s son had already talked and shared with them only, the ‘little secret’. Ken told his mom Julie later in private, Jen ask him if his mom, like hers, well….a….sort of…..a…..feel him extra good. Ken said hell yes and I like it. Jen said ‘oh my god!’ I love it when my mom feels me too! Secret out, but only with the two of them. Then the feeling and touching urge between the two of them skyrocketed. This happened while they sat on the couch. They planned their first ‘feel up’ in the shower. Ken told his mom Julie, “Finally a girl who like to be felt up all the time! She likes to feel me up too. We went crazy in the bathroom, we took each others clothes off in a flash. Feeling us up all the way. Then….well that’s all I’m going to say for now, mom. Julie smiled and felt his big boner and said: “You don’t need to say anymore son. Jen and Lynn are the only ones we can ever share our ’little secret’ with. When the time comes, I’ll tell you what Lynn and I talk bout in private.” “Mom, I had no idea that Jen and Lynn were ’feelers’ like us.” Ken felt his mom’s tits and kissed her neck and said: “I think were all gonna like what’s coming ahead.” He felt his mom’s ass as she pulled him in tight to her pussy and whispered in his ear: (“Oh baby, (gasp) I know we will“………)

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Posted by adel5000 4 years ago  |  Categories: Hardcore, Mature  |  
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two ‘moms’ tell this true story

Mothers Secret Code
For some reason, all us mothers have a code that is taboo to ever talk about. We don’t talk about our sexual feelings for our sons or daughters. It’s somehow so taboo, so unthinkable, so naughty, we never talk about it. (except in low whispers with a friend who will never ever tell we talked about ‘it’)
Mothers will say (outwardly) how disgusting, sick, weird or say that any sexual feelings about our sons or daughters is just nasty. They’ll say how a mother that does that should be somehow punished, their k**s taken away from them, shunned, and be outcasts from society.
Oh…. you may have a very close friend that you talk in whispers to, maybe after a few drinks, that will express her true feelings about her sexual feelings about her k**s. I had such a friend.
We broke the code…..
…..and It stayed broken between us.
Every chance we got, we talked about it, because?…it made us excited sexually, plain and simple. Let’s just call me, Julie, and her Lynn.
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A few years back we both had 12 years olds, my boy, and her girl. We were comparing notes about them. A few glasses of wine, and I broke the code. I asked her if she ever got turned on when she felt her little girls body. She got quiet for a while. Then a devilish smile, she leaned real close to me and whispered: (“…oh god Julie!, you too?”) and that was the start of us talking hush hush about our sexual feelings about our k**s.
Our husbands were out of town one weekend, and I wanted her to spend the night with me. We put the k**s in other rooms and we got together in my bed. We both were dying to talk privately together. We said just talking bout it was making us both hot and turned on, big time. We turned out all but a night light and closed and locked the door. It was all quiet now, total privacy. We were both getting wet in anticipation. She whispered: (“ Before we start, ..do you masturbate?..”), I giggled and said (“….hell yes!..”) She smiled big and said: (“When I secretly think about my girl touching me, or me touching her, I always like to masturbate while I think about it….do you mind?”) I said: (“..may I join you?”), we giggled quietly. We took off our panties, opened our legs and started in rubbing our vagina‘s. Our open legs touched and that made it all the more exciting. Masturbating together with a close friend was very hot, and very taboo.
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She told me how it first started with her,….

When she gave her little girl, about 9yrs old, a bath, is when she first got the ’tingles’. Feeling her smooth little body all over while washing her was more and more a turn on. The little girl liked it when mommy washed her little vagina, and giggled. One time she got brave and got in the bathtub naked with her.
Her little girl was wowed at mommy’s big titties and the hair between her legs. She asked: “Mommy, can I touch your titties?” Lynn told her:
“Oh yes, I’m your mommy, it’s ’ok’ to do that.”

“Julie, my little girl started touching, feeling, then stared my nipples. She then just started sucking on my nipples and playing with them. I got so hot when she did that, I closed my eyes and gasp for air.
Then she felt my pubic hair, and ran her little fingers through it and she liked to comb it with her fingers as a comb. Then she rubbed her little face on it.
The first time I let her do that, I orgasmed hard, and shivered and shook. She smiled and asked if I was cold. I said:…. “Oh no…(gasp)….mommy just got a nice feeling from her doing that.” She said she got tingles when she touched her little bump, right here. She opened her little legs wide, looked down, and put her finger on her little clit.
I should have felt very guilty….but I didn’t…it felt good to have a wonderfully intense orgasm that way, and I wanted more. I told her that all this was our ’girls secret’ and to never tell what we did in the bathtub. ….’Ok?’ She, at 9yrs old then, said she would never tell anyone ever, and that was our secret just between her and I,…………. and she never has.
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Lynn’s story got me so hot… I felt dizzy. My fingers were wet from feeling my vagina, and my clit was so sensitive, I could hardly touch it.
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I told how I started getting tingles in my vagina when I felt my son’s body. Dressing him, bathing him, and feeling him for no other reason that to get a sexual feeling. Little boys are more curious and he loved to look at my tits. I let him take long looks while I dressed or changed clothes. I slowly put on or took of my bra. I felt my own tits and played with my nipples as he watch, wide eyed. At nine years old, we too had a talk about secrets and I made him understand. He agreed and to this day we have our ’little secret.’ He got little hardons now, and ’mommy’ would rub it and make it feel good. He love that, and if we were alone, he would request we go do ’that’ we called it. I would take him in the bathroom and lock the door. I loved jacking on his little dick and the first time he had a little shot of white cum shoot out….I orgasmed.
It was so hot as I held his little dick in my hand and felt his first cum between my fingers. When he left, I got really bold and licked my fingers… his little cum was erotic tasting and I orgasmed again when it touched my tongue.
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We both were now breathing hard after telling the events so far. We closed our eyes and rubbed our vagina’s faster. I felt her hand grab my leg to steady herself. She was trying not to moan as she lifted up her hips up high and shook as she had a big intense orgasm. I was right with her, and steadied my self with my hand on her leg too. I u*********sly squeezed her leg as I moaned and lifted my hips high,….shook hard and had a big orgasm too. We shook for a while, and moaned quietly. Our hands still on each others legs. Feeling each others orgasms that way was a very erotic event we had never had before. We lay quiet…then she whispered:….(“….I think (gasp) we’ve found a new turn on, Julie.” )…I agreed and whispered back: (“..Later, I think (deep breath) I think next time I would like to turn around, so we can face each others vaginas (gasp) and we can watch us do ’that’ again, I have a powerful urge to watch your vagina orgasm, very close up next time.”)
It was a very exciting and wonderful night. We’ll keep what we did late in the night….very private,…..for now.
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Well I’m here to finally talk about the ‘code’. We both felt, if our k**s said they didn’t want do something, we would always honor that and not do it, but so far, that has never happened.
Our k**s are a little older now, and we still have our special ‘secret’. Her daughter and her still go in the bathroom and have their ‘private’ time, my son comes in my room and we too have our….’private’ time. Sneaking a hot feel still takes my breath away. We get so hot so fast when you only have a short time to touch our body’s.
Now days, I can make him cum in my hand in a short time. He can make me orgasm so fast, I almost faint. Lynn and her daughter carry little vibaratiors with them and can orgasm each other fast without moaning…(usually,)….. (I’ve heard them as I listened at the bathroom door before…that always gets me so hot.)

What they don’t know is Julie and Lynn, we have our, ‘private’ time too, when we talk about the latest happenings with our growing k**s. We wait until we can spend the night all alone with each other, we get naked, and…..well…. the story’s gets us so hot we…..turn off all the lights…...


(whispering….”do you mind if I put my hand on your leg Lynn?” …“Of course not Julie, you know you always can,…. Wow, your trembling, you must have a hot story for tonight. If you don‘t mind, I think I‘ll put my hand on your warm leg and just masturbate while you tell it.”
(This was the way we like to tell the latest hot story’s. Somehow the human contact, makes us so very hot as we talk.)
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“….Well, (gasp, pause), you better hold my leg tight as I tell you about my son. Last week he reached up under my dress, then sliding his hand down my panties and ran his finger down the center of my vagina, in the middle of my living room!” ….“Oh god Julie!, I would have loved to feel that!”
“Well Lynn,…(gasp)….I was standing there in my living room when I felt my sons warm hands wrap around me. He started kissing me on the neck and feeling my tits so good, I lost my breath….next thing I know, I feel his hand slide up my leg. Inching up slowly to the top of my panties. Then I feel his warm hand move down inside my panties and slowly slide down my lower tummy, headed right for my already damp vagina. I felt his finger combing thru my pubic hair, and on to my vagina…I shivered with anticipation, hoping where his finger was headed. He found it….. my wet clit, and his finger danced around it. Oh Lynn…my knees got weak, I got hot flashes and pushed my vagina to his finger. I felt his hardon against my butt cheeks. I reached around and pulled his hips tight to my butt cheeks. Oh god Lynn…his finger was massaging my clit now, right in the living room, where anyone walking or even driving by might see us!
I finally whispered to him: (“It’s mom’s turn, son.”) I turned around and un zipped his pants. I reached in and he wasn’t wearing any underwear. (gasp)...my heart was beating fast as I felt his big warm dick. I carefully pulled out his dick, and started stroking it. My back was to the windows, but he had my skirt pulled up and had pulled my panties down some. The risk was so intense, I felt my vagina start to seeping more juices. I couldn’t think…did I lock that door?….I didn’t know for sure…his finger on my clit was causing my brain not to work…all I knew was I wanted to orgasm so bad and now. He knew it too, and started rubbing my clit firmer and firmer while squeezing my tits. I cupped one hand over the head of his dick…I was going to make him cum big and I wanted to catch it all in my hand. It all happen so fast. I felt my orgasm building up and up and I tried not moan loud but I just couldn’t and let out a “ Oh Baby…Yes!!!!”…and my knees buckled as I had a glorious orgasm just as he shot hot cum in my hand. He filled it up so fast, I had to rub some on my vagina to keep it from spilling out on the floor. He kissed me and told me what a beautiful mom I was and that I was the best mom in the whole world. My head was spinning as I kissed him back and let my tongue do the talking. We were both so weak but managed to keep standing. We straightened up, I just left his cum on my pubic hair, and pulled my panties up over it. We sat down and panted as I leaned my head on his shoulder.
The door opened.
I forgot to lock it! My husband came carrying some stuff and just said: “Hi folks,” and didn’t even hardly notice us. I spent the rest of the day with my sons cum in my pubic hair so I could sneak a feel with my fingers and a taste and smell if I was careful too.”

Lynn was breathing hard and rubbing her vagina. Her fingers dug into my leg as her hips squirmed. I was really hot too, watching her and feeling my own vagina and feeling her hot leg. I don’t know where I got the courage to say this, but I nervously whispered to her: (“did you (gasp) need some help reaching your climax, Lynn?” )…She moaned and whispered back: (“..if you’ll do me,…(gasp)…I’ll do you Julie.” )
We had never done that before. We had the best and most wonderful night we‘d ever had….with our ‘private time’.
The next night we got to be alone again. We got naked with a low light, while she told of her and her daughters latest encounter. This time we had taken us to the next step. We had whispered about doing ‘a little more’ between us. Our trembling hands ventured out to our desires.
I had my hand resting on her pubic hair and she had hers on mine. We very slowly started fingered each other as she told her story. Our fingers trembled with the new pleasure. My heart was beating with excitement. Lynn rolled toward me, and rested her face on my tit as she talked. Soon her leg slowly moved over mine. I was so excited, I know she felt the wetness in my vagina as she eased her fingers slowly in it. I know I sure did in hers, as my fingers were so wet as I massaged her big clit. (She had big one too, and I loved playing with it, making her gasp.) We loved the way we told our stories in our new positions. We had new urges and they were very taboo and very exciting. We kept them totally secret and private. It was getting so we liked feeling each other as much as we did our own k**s and we both knew it. We both secretly wanted to do more each time.
Lynn had another story……
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“Well, Julie….(big breath)….last weekend my husband and my daughters boyfriend went on a overnight fishing trip. We had the whole house to ourselves all night. We both got hot when we found out. The minute they left, my daughter and I headed to have a private shower. Oh Julie, her tits are bigger now, I loved to get behind her and feel them in the warm soapy water. She reached back and rubbed my vagina so good. Something was driving us to get closer and do more. We had never had ‘girl sex’ but she was leading the way. I didn’t resist at all Julie …I couldn’t …I was weak and felt it was going to happen…..Then she whispered in my ear:
(“mom…let’s ‘do us‘...ok?, please?”) …then she kissed me, long and so wet. I froze as I felt her tongue slip slightly in my mouth. I was kinda in shock but the jolt in my vagina was awesome! We had never kissed like that, ever before.
I whispered, out of breath: (“Oh my (gasp)….my little girl is growing up and wants to do more now?”)
(I didn’t quite know what ‘do us’ meant.) She said that she likes guys and sometimes girls to play with. We had never done ‘do us‘, but I was game as I loved feeling her body. We felt us in the warm soapy water and she showed me how she liked to have me massage her little clit, as she did mine. This was new for us and we got real hot and out of breath. I got weak as she rubbed my clit so fast I…..I…well…I orgasmed right in the shower.

I just couldn’t help it Julie! She held me close and tight. She kissed my neck and rubbed her own clit fast and then….shivered and moaned:…(“….ohhhhh mom!,…. I want you in bed so bad.”)….I got a tingle shock in my vagina!
Julie, it was so naughty and so taboo but so exciting, We held our wet soapy butt cheeks and I started rubbing her clit fast….then, she moaned so long and shuddered as we parted our legs and pressed and ground our soapy clits together.
Julie….mom’s and daughter’s making each other orgasm was so risky if anyone ever found out…I got so hot as she washed me slowly to cool me down. I wanted this wonderful shower to last and last. We finally got out, so weak, dried off and got into bed and just felt each others naked body’s for a long time.
Julie, she’s was just like me and loves the feel a female body on her hands and fingers.
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Feeling Lynn’s hot body against mine was reminding me of a time when my son crawled in bed with me. I started telling her this story. I pulled Lynn close to me as we felt each others body’s. Our fingers doing our thing.
“Lynn, I’ve got a story about when my son crawled in bed with me one time.” She said: “Oh good!,…. but I need to orgasm real bad, will you help me after words?” I said: “Of course, I whispered: (we’ll do a cross masturbation after words)...Ok?” She squeezed my vagina and said: “Ok!!!” We had talked about masturbating each other and how…‘someday’ we ‘might’ try it.

“ Well Lynn, my husband had just left for work. My son knew I was alone in bed. He was about 13 then, and no school that day. I took advantage when he got under the covers in my bed and rolled him on top of me. Oh Lynn….he felt so good on me in only his little boxers. I felt his back and legs and soon his growing boner started pressing against my vagina. He said he had a really hot dream. He didn’t say who the girl was, but did say she was older, about my age. I asked him if he had a ’wet’ dream about this girl. He said no, he woke up before they could have sex. I knew ‘this’ mom could make him cum big, so took more advantage. I ask him to describe the girl. Lynn, he described me in every detail. I said:…“Awww that’s to bad you woke up before you two could have hot sex.” I pulled the covers up over us and said why don’t you put your boner between my legs and we’ll pretend I’m that girl. He sl**pily reached down and pulled out his boner and put it between my legs. I had my panties on and I felt his warm boner against my inner legs and vagina. I clamped my legs together tight and rubbed his body wildly. He started pumping me and breathing heavy. I took his hands and put them on my tits. I started whispering in his ear: (….”..oh yes baby…oh hell yes…cum in me… oh jeeez you feel so good in me!…fuck me baby…take me…take it home baby…Oh….OH….OH!…..EEEEYES!.. I felt him explode between my legs as he moaned ..”Oh…OH… MOM!”…
(mom?)…I knew he was having a dream about me!, and his slip of the tongue verified it. He flooded my legs and soaked my panties outside my vagina. He collapsed on me as I rubbed his smooth body over and over as his boner just kept pulsating the last of his cum out between my legs.
Ok, I admit it, I orgasmed when his hot cum shot out and I felt it on my vagina. Lynn, it was the closest ever, to him having sex with me. It was so wonderful, I’ll never forget it…ever.
Lynn was straining for me to finger her faster, and I was so ready for her to do the same. I turned so we faced each other and we fingered each other and bucked our hips together. She grabbed my fingers and speeded them up in her vagina. My thumb rubbed across her clit as she felt my G spot in my vagina. It started…. we took short gasping breaths…and here it came…our first dual climax, as it jolted us and peaked! I almost cried as we moaned and squirmed out of control, we both moaned…“YES BABY YES!!!yesyesyesyesyes!!!!!!!!!, and shook hard!
…We held each others hand that was in our vaginas and guided it in and out to where the peek feeling was. We were so spent we slowly just let the pulses have their way and felt the spasms prevail.
We kinda passed out for a while. Then later, still moaning and holding each other we drifted to sl**p.

Her daughter and my son came over the next day, they just happened to arrive at the same time. Lynn and I ended up in the kitchen talking. I looked around the corner at my son, and he and her daughter were sitting close and talking. Soon his arm went up on the back of the couch and she scooted closer. (“Lynn,” I whispered, “come look.”)…she looked and started to grin. Her daughter came in and said she had been playing tennis and could she take a quick shower. I said ’Sure, go right ahead.’ We continued to talk and then I noticed my son was gone. We listened quietly. I tip toed to the bathroom door. I heard them giggling quietly. I motioned for Lynn to come listen…we both grinned and quietly tip toed away.
We sat in the kitchen and talked. Soon her daughter came in smiling with her wet hair. A few minutes later my son came in…wet hair.
Lynn whispered: (“Look as his wet hair Julie!….do you think they took a shower together???”)
Her daughter had to go somewhere and my son walked her to her car. He leaned his elbows on her window sill, as they talked, and we watched. He looked around and gave her a long hot kiss. We giggled and wondered what was going to become of this. We talked quietly. “Julie, if they compare notes….oh my god! Their two moms are ‘feelers‘ and they both love it, and we both know they like to feel and touch us also.
I wonder of our ‘little secret’ will come out when they talk? We better have a talk with them and let them know it’s ‘ok’, to share our secret with only them.”
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*Julie and Lynn were to late. Jen, Lynn’s daughter, and Ken, Julie’s son had already talked and shared with them only, the ‘little secret’. Ken told his mom Julie later in private, Jen ask him if his mom, like hers, well….a….sort of…..a…..feel him extra good. Ken said hell yes and I like it. Jen said ‘oh my god!’ I love it when my mom feels me too! Secret out, but only with the two of them. Then the feeling and touching urge between the two of them skyrocketed. This happened while they sat on the couch. They planned their first ‘feel up’ in the shower. Ken told his mom Julie, “Finally a girl who like to be felt up all the time! She likes to feel me up too. We went crazy in the bathroom, we took each others clothes off in a flash. Feeling us up all the way. Then….well that’s all I’m going to say for now, mom. Julie smiled and felt his big boner and said: “You don’t need to say anymore son. Jen and Lynn are the only ones we can ever share our ’little secret’ with. When the time comes, I’ll tell you what Lynn and I talk bout in private.” “Mom, I had no idea that Jen and Lynn were ’feelers’ like us.” Ken felt his mom’s tits and kissed her neck and said: “I think were all gonna like what’s coming ahead.” He felt his mom’s ass as she pulled him in tight to her pussy and whispered in his ear: (“Oh baby, (gasp) I know we will“………)

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Maria's Threesome - A True Story

Maria A True Story [part 1 of 2]
By: Friskee_cpl (friskee_cpl@yahoo.com.au)

The following is a true story. It happened way back in 1988 so the dialogue, although not word for word, is as good as I can remember. The events I will never forget. Maria Brown (not her real name) was the town bike. Everyone got to ride her. She was 32 years old when this all happened and even after having two k**s she had a red hot figure. She looked a bit like a brunette Geena Davis with a touch of Greek thrown in. Although these events happened in '88 I have chosen to write this as if it happened only recently. I simply find it easier. Remember this is a true, ridgy didge, fair dinkum story.

- - - - "Two beers thanks mate." Nothing really beats a few beers with a mate down the pub when your wife and his girlfriend have gone OS for a few weeks. We were one week into our two week bachelor stint and tonight we wanted a decent feed and a few beers. As we sat and hooked into our tucker I saw Maria, a friend of a friend, come into the pub. I'd heard about Maria being a bit of a slapper who put it about quite freely so I watched her with interest for a while and pointed her out to Goodie, my mate.

Goodie is a bit of a bad man, who one night shagged two schoolgirls who had just finished high school while his girlfriend was asl**p in bed, but that's another story. Therefore I wasn't surprised that he gave her more than the once over. She was in the public bar area having a chat with a few friends and when we finished dinner we wandered over.

"Hello Maria" I said "How's things?"

Maria looked very nice tonight. She was wearing jeans and a nice black halter top that revealed her smallish tits quite nicely.

"Hello." she said. "Mark isn't it."

"Yep and this is Andy or as we know him Goodie."

"Good at everything I hope." she said flirting with him immediately.

"I specialise in a few things." He said with a wink. They were hitting it off very easily.

The night went on and we just sat and chatted and sank more piss. When Goodie went to the loo Maria asked me a simple question.

"Does Goodie have a girl?"

"Um yeah but she's in Bali with my wife."

"So you're both off the hook tonight then?"

"Um well yes we are."

"So tell me Mark what is your biggest fantasy?" I know I was pissed and heard what I heard but I just had to hear it again. "Pardon?"

She laughed and whispered. "Your biggest sexual fantasy. What is it."

In this delay I had the time to think."To be met by a woman who is wearing nothing more than a long black coat, fishnets and suspenders. And she is gagging for it."

"Wow!" she said "I have all those things at home."

"Yeah bullshit," I said truly believing she was full of shit. "And what's yours?"

"Oh I have too many to tell you about here." At this stage Goodie was back with more beers and some Tequila.

"Tell us what?" he said hearing the last part of the conversation.

"Maria wants to know our fantasies."

"I have too many," she said again.

"I want to do it with two Japanese schoolgirls," he said laughing.

"Well a threesome is only one of mine," Maria said and as she did so she pushed her legs apart and rubbed her knees up against ours. I still didn't think that this was anything greater than some harmless flirting. Goodie however caught onto what was happening. I was a bit slow in this area. Maria downed her Tequila and excused herself for a walk to the powder room.

"Well what do you reckon?" Goodie said.

"What do I reckon about what?" I said.

"Should we take her back to my place?"

"I'm not touching her mate," I said "The missus would kill me if she found out."

"She won't find out."

"She probably has some horrible diseases."

"I've got boxes of frangers at my place."

"Fucking hell Goodie," I said. "You are an evil bastard. OK we'll see what happens but she's all yours."

Maria came back with freshly applied lipstick and a flushed appearance.

"Would you like to come back to my place for a bit of a smoke?" Goodie asked.

"I haven't had any weed for months," Maria said.

"I have some nice gear at home," he said.

"It's a good thing the k**s are being looked after by their dads," she said. "Let's go then."

It was nearly closing time anyway so we downed our drinks and as pissed as newts we hopped into Goodies old Falcon ute and took the backroad to his house. Goodie lived in a huge 4 bedroom home that was completely empty except for a crappy lounge, his stereo, a TV, his and his girls bed and a foam mattress in one of the bedrooms for the occasional d***ken guest. We marched in and I grabbed a few more drinks from the fridge while Goodie got his bong out and packed a few cones. Maria had put on some music and was doing a slow dance in the lounge when I came in with the drinks.

"Here's to life," she said as he sucked down a full cone in one pull.

"Fuck," I said watching her down the smoking pile of weed.

Goodie was up for the challenge and he tried unsuccessfully to down it in one go. I took my time with mine because I was farly pissed already. By the time I had finished mine Maria was looking fairly wasted and she stood up to dance some more.

"I have to keep moving," she said. She started doing some sexy dancing and rubbing herself all over as she did. Goodie and I just sat on the lounge watching our private show.

"Give us a striptease," Goodie said.

"Only if it will be worth my while at the end," she said.

I knew what she meant. I may be slow but I'm not that slow. Besides I had a stiffy already and looking over at Goodie so did he. All concerns about infidelity had been washed away by the booze and smoke. I was still worried about catching something nasty so I went into Goodies room and grabbed the box of frangers from next to his bed.

"Two secs," I said as I went into his room.

AIDS was at this time the big news in STD's and I was worried that someone like Maria was a potential threat. Maria was still dancing when I came out and when I walked past she moved over to me and started doing some dirty dancing. She squatted down in front of me and at one stage rubbed my cock through my jeans. I started dancing with her and when I threw the box of condoms on the lounge she almost melted with excitement. Goodie stood up as well and came over to us and grabbed her by the hips and rubbed his crotch up against her arse. She reached over to me and I moved over and began rubbing my cock against her groin. Her nipples were huge so I rubbed my hands up her side and grabbed a handfull of her 36C boobs. She began grabbing at my zip and slipped her tongue into my mouth while she fumbled at my jeans.

Goodie grabbed her halter top and slipped it over her head and her great tits fell out. Goodie grabbed them from behind and Maria used both hands to open my jeans and when she reached inside my underpants and pulled my cock out I nearly exploded. I had never been with a woman as horny as Maria was. She bent over from the waist and slipped my rock hard cock into her mouth Goodie saw this and immediately dropped his daks and began pulling on his cock. He moved around next to me and shoved his cock into her face. Maria dropped to her knees and with the glazed look of a stoned slut she muttered. " Two cocks, I've always wanted two cocks."

She swapped from mine to Goodies cock for what seemed like an age and all the time she still had her jeans on.

"Lets fuck her," Goodie said breaking the stoned silence. Maria stood up and undid her jeans and I could see the patch of moisture on her panties when she threw them on the floor. She rubbed her pussy and walked over to the lounge and sat down and spread her legs wide showing us her puffed labia and juicy pussy.

"Lick my cunt," she said to Goodie. "Let's see how good you are."

I took the rest of my gear off and stood on the lounge and fed her my cock. She sucked it down like the true sex maniac she was. I could feel my orgasm coming and as she tugged on my cock Goodie began licking at her clit and she came like a demon. Her language was truly offensive.

"Yeah lick my cunt, you fuck, fuck it with your big cock, you dirty cunt."

When she looked up at me and said "You can fuck my arse you cunting fucker." I lost it. I was ready just to blow all over her face but she kept me in her mouth and I unloaded the biggest load I'd ever had. There was so much she nearly gagged and had to let some run out of her mouth. She did scoop it back into her mouth though. Goodie reached over and grabbed a condom and slipped it over his cock. He pushed her knees back near her ears and plunged his cock into her pussy. She nearly fainted and her eyes rolled back into her head. The slopping sound from her pussy was unbelievable. She reached over to my cock after she came out of her second orgasm and it was all ready to go again. She pushed Goodie away and stood up and threw me a condom.

"Put that on," She said.

As I put it on she grabbed Goodies cock. and said. "You are going to fuck my arse you fucking cunt," With that she moved over to me and grabbing my cock she knelt on the lounge and slipped my cock into her pussy. I grabbed her delicious tits and then felt Goodie move into position and then felt Maria tense up as Goodie slid into her arse. She rested her head on my shoulder as she came again and I could feel Goodies cock pumping away through the thin membrane between both holes. I could tell by Goodies movements that he was about to come and sure enough he slapped her on the arse and filled his condom full of cum. Maria was still in a trance like state and when Goodie pulled out she just kept humping my cock. Goodie fell back onto the lounge and pulled the condom off. Maria saw this and swung around taking his cock into her mouth. She worked her magic on him and once again he was hard and ready to go. "Time for some more pussy." He said. Maria slipped off my cock and got down on all fours on the floor presenting us with her gaping pussy and just fucked arse. Goodie knelt behind her and pulled a condom on and slipped into her pussy. I just sat back pulling my cock as he went to work on her. After a while he flipped her over and began the missionary position. She was still in a trance and I got down and leaning over her rubbed my cock over her mouth. She sparked up and began sucking me down her throat and began rubbing my balls. It didn't take long and I came again. This time I was in control and I aimed it all over her face spraying her with my jizz. Soon after Goodie came as well and this time he pulled his condom off and shot his load all over her belly. After this we were pretty much rooted and I wanted to sl**p so badly. I went and had a piss and went back into the lounge room but they had crashed out on the lounge so I went into the spare room and fell in an exhausted stoned heap on the mattress.

The next morning I awoke with a blinding headache and the sight of Maria at the end of the mattress kicking my feet.

"Wake up," she said. "I need to get home."

"OK," I said reliving the previous night in my head.

I grabbed my clobber and got dressed and saw that Goodie was still asl**p in his own bed. I took his keys and drove his ute to Maria's house. It was only 7.30am and I was fucked. Maria thanked me for the night and gave me a big tongue kiss and a grab on the crotch before she went inside. Half way to her gate she turned around and came back to the car.

"You live in that old house near the tennis courts don't you?"

"Um yes," I said.

"When is your wife back?"

"Next weekend."

She smiled and with a wink said "Good, very good."

If you want to hear about what happens on the next night I would appreciate some written responses to this story. The next night was even more erotic and downright pornographic than this night and it is all true. The big surprise is what became of Maria in the years to come.


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My true story

Ever heard the expression, fact is stranger than fiction? In many cases its true. Things can happen for no apparent reason, seemingly insignificant things, that can change entire lives forever. Things you have never dreamed of or dare dream of can hit you quicker than a c***d with dirty shoes on your freshly mopped floor. This is the true story of just such an event or chain of events as it were.

It was the spring of 1993. Winter was over, the flowers were blooming, and the girls volleyball team was one win from a state championship. It had been a storybook season. The year before had been very disappointing. Though they tried hard, they had a losing season. Then their best player graduated. Not much was expected from the team in the next season, but something clicked. The girls came together during practice, staying late and working hard. When the season arrived they were confident in themselves even if their followers, weren't. They finished the season with the school's best-ever record! Led by two girls, Tonisha and Lynn, co-captains on the court and best friends off the court, they played with great spirit and togetherness.

Tonisha was the star. Though she was a very strong young girl, she was also very curvy and sexy. Looking very much like Beyonce Knowles with black hair, she drew a lot of attention on and off the court. Her co-captain, Lynn, was smaller but athletic as well. With her honey blonde hair and hazel eyes she had her share of young male friends. Tonisha and Lynn had been good friends for the past four years but had no idea their lives were about to be turned upside down!

As the day of the big match approached, the girls practiced hard. They weren't about to let this opportunity pass them by.

One evening, after practice, a very tired Tonisha arrived home to find her f****y gone. A note on the refrigerator said, Gone to a movie, be home in a few hours. With a sigh she opened the refrigerator and resigned herself to a meal consisting of an apple and a bunch of g****s. While looking for the remote control, she found something strangely out of place. It was a videotape, stashed behind the couch. She removed the tape and looked at the title. "GIRLS, GIRLS, GIRLS!" blared the label on the tape. "Rodney!" she laughed. She knew it had to belong to Rodney, her 16 year old b*****r. Her other b*****r, David, was only nine so she ruled him out immediately. She put the tape back in its hiding place and turned on the TV. As she channel-surfed she thought of the tape. Then she wondered. Having never seen a porn tape before she couldn't help being curious. Knowing she would be alone for a couple of hours she decided to find out for herself. She retrieved the tape and popped it in the VCR.

Tonisha settled back on the couch as the video started. "GIRL, GIRLS, GIRLS! NO MEN ALLOWED!" Oh my God! Its a lesbian tape. She turned it off. Don't wanna see two girls doin' the wild thing, she thought to herself. As she tuned in MTV, she relaxed her tired body. She glanced down at the video box laying in the floor. She reached down and picked it up, flipping it over to the reverse side. There were pictures from the video of girls engaged in numerous sexual positions. This made Tonisha curious again. Though she had been sexually active since she was 14, girl on girl sex was never a part of it. She had never even considered what it would be like. She looked at the pictures and realized it looked sexy. Looking at the clock again, she reached for the remote. She restarted the video.

Pictures of the stars of the video began to flash on the screen. One blonde in particular caught her eye. She hit the rewind button to see her again. The girl looked JUST LIKE LYNN! The same honey-blonde hair, same build except her boobs were obviously larger. Tonisha giggled as the tape resumed. The actresses were a mix of blondes and brunettes until the very last one. "Hey, hey, a sista!" she squealed as the last actress pictured was black.

The video began with a couple of big-breasted blondes lying beside a pool in their tiny bikinis. They were in a conversation about hair and makeup. Then it turned to body parts.

"I'm satisfied with my boobs but I would love to have your butt" said one of the girls. Her eyes were admiring her friends shapely round derriere. She explained the exercises she performed daily to keep that look. As she did, the other girl placed her hand on her butt and began to caress and squeeze it. "Its so firm and full" she said admiringly.

"Would you like to see it, Teri?" as she arched her ass upward.

Teri grasped the bikini bottoms and pulled them slowly down exposing the incredibly perfect bottom of her friend. "Oh my God, Gina" she cooed. She spurted some suntan oil on Gina's bottom and began to rub it in softly. Sexily she licked her lips at the sight of Gina's ass, glistening in the sunlight. She bent down and began to kiss the back of her neck. Both girls moaned softly.

Gina rolled over as Teri crawled on top of her. Their tongues touched, flickering playfully between them. Teri then slid her tongue inside Gina's mouth as their lips met in a long slow sensuous kiss. As their kisses became more passionate, so did their bodies. Gina was sliding her shaven cunt up and down on Teri's thigh.

That scene smoothly blended into the next. The camera was on Gina's pretty face, lit up in a sexy smile. She closed her eyes and tilted back her head, her wavy blonde hair blowing softly in the breeze. The camera panned down slowly. One of her large breasts was exposed and she was cupping it in her hand, her fingers tweaking her nipple. The camera continued downward as the top of Teri's head came into view. Her tongue was massaging Gina's labia, the fingers of Gina's other hand stroked her blonde hair.


"Dayum" Tonisha laughed, "that didn't take long." She watched intently. Teri was on her knees before Gina, her tongue still busily licking at Gina's clean shaven pussy. This made Tonisha uneasy. Not only was she not repulsed, she could feel her own body becoming aroused. She didn't expect to actually be turned on by two girls doing each other, but....

Gina urged Teri forward, her hands pulling Teri's head tighly into her thrusting cunt. Her moans were getting louder as she looked down at the young blonde licking feverishly at her wet twat. She tightened her grip on Teri's head as she announced loudly she was cumming! She was banging her pussy hard against Teri's mouth, her ogasm shaking her tanned sexy body.

Tonisha was mesmerized! To see a woman cum like that without a man's involvement! She had never imagined. She watched as Gina mounted Teri in a 69. It looked so erotic! The two girls were writhing in ecstasy. Tonisha's eyes were glued to the action. The camera came in unbelievably close, showing the girls' tongues licking deep into their hot pussies, licking and sucking at each others erect clits!

Teri wrapped her legs tightly around Gina's head as she came with loud screams! Then Gina was sitting upright on Teri's face, grinding her cunt savagely against her mouth.

Seeing Gina's dominance over Teri excited Tonish even more! Oh yeah! she thought, watching Gina cum on her face as Teri's hand spanked Gina's beautiful ass!

The scene ended with Gina on top of Teri, kissing her passionately.

Tonisha was astonished! Her pussy was so hot and wet! They didn't need a cock to get them off, she concluded. And they weren't faking, judging by the amount of sticky liquid on their faces.

With each succeeding scene, Tonisha soaked in this new sensation. She was no longer uneasy. In fact, she was enjoying it immensely! She noticed in each scene, one girl was more dominant and the other, more passive. The fact that there was so much deep kissing was erotic. The girls were really into it!

As the next scene began, Tonisha's eyes opened widely. It was the actress who looked like Lynn, walking down a hallway. She was wearing a plaid skirt with a white blouse like the girls wear at private schools. She opened a door and walked into the room. Inside, was the sista!

Tonisha squealed with delight!

The two girls began to talk. The white girl was depressed over the fact that her boyfriend said she didn't kiss good. Her black friend listened sympathetically.

"Maybe you haven't had enough practice" observed the black actress, putting her hand on the blonde's shoulder.

"I know LaShonda but it's not easy to practice kissing. If he caught me with another boy, he would break up with me."

"I guess you are right, Karen." she said to her white friend. They sat there for a moment when LaShonda came up with the answer. "We could practice together!"

Karen laughed aloud. "Yeah, right. Why didn't I think of that? Be serious, LaShonda. I've got to figure out something quick."

"I wasn't joking, Karen" she replied.

Karen looked at her in surprise. "You're not joking, are you?" she said in amazement. "Its wrong! We can't do that! Can we?"

LaShonda smiled. "Its just one friend helping another, Karen. Just like you helping me learn algebra."

"Well, a little difference I think" Karen said as she laughed. Once again she looked at LaShonda. "You are serious, aren't you?"

LaShonda moved closer to Karen. "There's nothing to it and no one will ever have to know."

Tonisha squirmed with excitement. The black girl was clearly the aggressor and the white girl, submissive. Her mind raced in anticipation

of what would happen next.

LaShonda lightly kissed Karen on the lips. She pulled her head back, looking into Karen's eyes. "Now you kiss me" she said with a smile.

"I don't know?" Karen said uncertainly. She listened as LaShonda urged her to take the chance. Apprehensively, she moved her face close to LaShonda. She quickly gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

"Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" LaShonda asked her blushing school mate. She watched as Karen nodded shyly. She put her arms around the white girl and pulled her close. "You gotta hold him tight when you kiss him, make him feel it." With that LaShonda pressed her lips tightly against Karen's, holding her close in her arms.

Karen responded warmly, her eyes closed softly. As their lips parted, Karen asked nervously, "how was that?"

LaShonda smiled. Both girls had unexpectedly, enjoyed the feeling. Maybe practice will be fun.

"Lets try it again" LaShonda said as once again she kissed her class mate. As their lips pressed together, Karen wrapped her arms around LaShonda's neck in a tight embrace.

The camera closed in on their mouths. It was so erotic thought Tonisha, watching the white face pressed tightly against the black face. She saw the white girls tongue make its way into the black girls mouth. The kissing became hot and wild as they took turns tonguing each others mouths.

As the camera moved back, the two girls were completely naked, their bodies locked together, still, as they kissed passionately. Their ebony and ivory skin contrasted so erotically.

Tonisha noticed her own panties had been moved to the side, her finger moving inside her hot cunt. Heatedly she watched as the black girl moved on top of the white girl. My God she looked so much like Lynn, Tonisha thought. She couldn't help but substitute herself and Lynn for the actresses on the screen. That was her on top of Lynn, kissing her sexy mouth. HER fingers exploring Lynn's hairless pussy!

The young blonde was gasping for breath as LaShonda's fingers worked deeper into her tight white pussy. The kissing was reaching a fever pitch.

"Oh God, LaShonda! I'm cumming baby!" she screamed, her white cunt clamped around two black fingers.

"Cool" gasped a wide-eyed Tonisha. She began to move with the actress on the screen. She squealed in delight as LaShonda straddled Karen's head with her sexy thighs and smooth, shaven black pussy. Tonisha was kneeling on the couch. That was her sitting on Lynn's face she imagined. She shoved her finger deeper inside her steaming hot pussy. She watched the black girl humping the white girl's pretty face and they both were loving it! She could see herself rubbing her black pussy all over her teammate's pretty white face. And just like the white girl in the video, Lynn was loving it, licking and sucking her pussy madly! Meanwhile, in the video, Karen was hanging on for dear life as LaShonda fucked her face furociously. No doubt she was cumming in the mouth of her partner.

"You go girlfriend!" Tonisha implored as she watched the black girl cum on the white girls willing face. "Eat me Lynn, eat me baby!" she squealed in pleasure, her own body ripped by a powerful orgasm. "Lick my cum Lynn, suck it, swallow it all baby!" she groaned as she watched the blonde lapping at the black girl's cum soaked pussy.

Her head was spinning! Tonisha had NEVER had an orgasm like that before! She looked down between her legs. No, Lynn's face wasn't there, only the couch and it was soaked! She shrieked and ran to the kitchen for a paper towel. To her surprise, one wasn't enough! As she was cleaning up, all she could think of was Lynn! She couldn't stop thinking of them together. If it was that great in fantasy, what would it be like for real?

That thought made her tingle all over. She sat down, picked up the remote, rewound the tape, and watched that scene again with the same results!

That night in bed Tonisha tossed and turned. Now she was obsessed with the idea of having sex with Lynn. But how?! She couldn't walk right up to her and say "Eat my pussy, Lynn." She knew it would be difficult. It wouldn't be like seducing a boy. All you have to do with them is ask "you want some pussy?" and they are all over you.

Tonisha had never heard Lynn mention any attraction at all to other girls. She had a steady boyfriend and had dated other boys in the past. Tonisha was dejected. Though she wanted Lynn, Lynn would never want her. As she lay there in dispair, she thought about the video and what had happened to her. Until seeing the video, she was much like Lynn. She had always liked boys exclusively. But all it took was one event to change her immediately! Could this happen with Lynn???

Tonisha felt hopeful. She WOULD find a way. She had seen how the white girl in the video had devoured the smooth shaven black pussy with glee! She just knew Lynn would love it too, all she had to do was plan a situation where Lynn's tongue would end up in her cunt! She went into the bathroom. Since she couldn't sl**p anyway, she decided to take the first step. She got her b*****r's razor and sat down on the edge of the tub. She was gonna be as smooth and hairless for Lynn as the girl in the video. She smiled at the thought and went to work.

At practice the next day, Tonisha had a problem. She couldn't keep her eyes off Lynn! She hoped it wasn't so obvious. But it was. The coach constantly berated her for mishitting the ball. She said "get your mind off your boyfriend and on the ball or you won't play" she yelled. Boyfriend! Whew!

"You can get all the cock you want AFTER we win this game" someone whispered. It was Lynn! She winked and patted Tonisha on the butt.

Tonisha's body burned from Lynn's touch! They had touched before but that was before her new feelings for Lynn. She continued to play terribly till the practice ended.

The coach called the team together. The girls all crowded close together. Lynn put her arm around Tonisha. Tonisha's mind raced. Does she know? Does she want me too? Their bare legs brushed together. Oh God! She does! She started to put her arm around Lynn. Before she did she looked around. Many of the girls had their arms around each other. They were teammates, after all! Not lovers! That's how Lynn was thinking of her, not hoping to get inside her panties.

The coach began to go into the details of their trip. They were to leave on Friday, stay overnight in a motel, win the championship on Saturday, spend one more night, then come home.

"Oh my God!" Tonisha thought. This was it! Probably the best chance she would ever have to seduce her teammate. But with all the other girls around, HOW?!

"We don't have enough rooms for each of you so we want you to double up" said the coach.

"DOUBLE UP!" Tonisha was giddy! Be calm girl, she told herself. Don't be too obvious. She turned to asked Lynn to room with her. Kathy had beat her to it! She was asking Lynn to room with her. She was crestfallen. She listened to Lynn's reply.

"Thanks Kathy, but I was going to ask Tonisha to room with me." Lynn turned to Tonisha and asked her if that would be ok.

Tonisha could hardly contain herself! "Yeah, sure" she blurted.

Lynn hugged her and said "we are gonna have so much fun!" She could feel Lynn's thigh against her pussy. She wanted to take her right there in front of God and everybody!

The two girls bounced up and down joyously. Tonisha couldn't resist taking advantage of the situation. She straddled Lynn's thigh, feeling it slide up and down against her cunt. She felt flames shooting up inside her! That night would be another sl**pless night.

All day Thursday, Tonisha schemed. She thought about laying down on the bed naked, hoping Lynn would see her and become turned on. Too blunt. She could bring the video along and they could watch it together. Yeah, that would work! But what if they don't have a VCR in the room. Ugh! What if she just went right up and told her what she wanted? Maybe Lynn feels the same way! No, because she probably doesn't and she would be humiliated. The search went on.

That night she did sl**p well. She dreamed happy dreams. Lynn was more than willing to please her. She used her tongue and mouth like she had plenty of experience. They used every position possible and still, Lynn wasn't through. She was a sexual dynamo! Her only goal was Tonis-

complete sexual satisfaction. It was definitely the wettest dream she had ever had!

Friday arrived and Tonisha was ready. She had packed her skimpiest undies and sweetest perfumes. She also packed Rodney's tape, just in case. When she arrived at the bus, most of the girls were already aboard. She climbed the steps slowly, looking around the bus.

"Neither can I!" exclaimed Tonisha, but for a different reason than Lynn. It was to be the longest, most agonizing bus ride of her life.

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My Autobiography True story

JENNY ----- MY LIFE (a true story)



INTRODUCTION

The story of my life has been written as if it were a novel rather than a documentary because I think it would appeal more to the reader of other peoples’ lives. In any case my reflections are as real to me today as when they happened and as I write I am body and soul back to the time of the event.
About myself. I was born in the South West of England. I have never married. I have never had c***dren. I am bi-sexual. I was runner-up in a beauty contest at the age of eighteen and as a consequence had many modeling opportunities.



CHAPTER 1


MY RECENT LIFE AND MY ADORATION OF OLD MEN

The events of last night have once again prompted me to put pen to paper to tell the story of my wonderful sexual life. I say once again because there has been many an occasion after a great sexual experience that the desire to tell my story has come to the fore but for one reason or other another it never happened, until now.
As usual it started with a phone call from my friend Simon who lives three floors above me in the same block of apartments located just off the centre of Truro in Cornwall.
“Hi Jenny, fancy a coffee?”
This was an agreed signal that Simon used (in case I had visitors who might accidentally overhear our conversation). The coffee invite told me that he was in need of some ‘release’, sexual release that is and was I available to join him to receive that ‘release’. You see, I have this problem in that I need, on a regular basis, an intake of sperm to satisfy my craving. This craving started many years ago and as far I can recollect it was at the tender age of f******n and has dominated my life ever since. The peculiar thing is that ever since my mid thirties I have craved the sperm of old men and when I say old I mean men of sixty years plus. I cannot explain why this should be but there is a psychological block to my enjoying younger mens' sperm. Although I have enjoyed sex with many, many men of all ages during my life and still do on the odd occasion, I am constantly drawn to older men. Also I should explain that I need to take it by mouth and most important the sperm has to be from a virile man, if there are no wriggling sperm, I’m not interested, another mental block of mine. And one further thing I need to mention, I am only drawn to old men who have that special taste to their sperm. So you can see that I have very particular needs and am a so very luckily that Simon fits them all perfectly. We have been very happy with this sexual partnership for nearly two years now. The taste of his cum is so sweet and delicious that I freely admit I’m now addicted to it.
“Hi Simon, I’d love some coffee, I’ll be up in a few minutes put the coffee on”.
“Great” said Simon with an excited voice,” This time I have pleasant surprise for you”.
“What is it?”
But before I could pursue the inquiry he cut in “Jenny you’ll love it I can promise, so leave it until you get here”. I was really curious now.
“OK Simon I’ll be up in a jiffy”.
My practice on these occasions is to have quick shower thoroughly wash my pussy, slip on a skirt or dress but no panties. Simon loves me to do myself up smartly with make-up and all the feminine trimmings and I love doing it for him. In the shower I was very excited about the surprise and my mind flashed back to the first time I really met him. What I mean is that although I have lived in my apartment for nigh on 25 years and had on many an occasion passed Mr. Gibson, as I knew him then, in the lobby, I had never spoken to him or really acknowledged him over many years. I knew snippets of information about him and knew he owned a chain of shoe shops around the town and in near by towns. He was always very smartly dressed with his brief case and was well respected. I do remember about eight years ago it being mentioned that his wife had suffered k**ney failure and died and from that point onwards he seemed to look less well turned out than he used to be, but other than that I barely noticed him. Then about two years ago things changed dramatically which I want to tell you about before I continue with last nights events.


THE LAUNDRY ROOM



The night had been long and frustrating. It was one of those nights when lust consumes but cannot be abated no matter how you link your most sensual experience or fantasy with which to reach the merest of orgasms so that sl**p will take over: It seems that I had had my finger on my clit from the moment I got into bed hoping for a quick cum to send me on my way to deep sl**p. Before I knew it the dawn was upon me and I felt drained as if I had not slept at all but knew that that could not have been the case. I lay for a while cursing the fact that my wildest fantasies did not respond to my intense clit frigging and wondering why this happens so often just when I need it most. Human emotions are so complex.
After breakfast, being Saturday, I did my usual chores at a lazy pace and relaxed around the flat wondering whether a trip to the shops would perk me up, but seeing the rain pissing down outside soon put that idea to rest. Oh well I suppose getting the pile of laundry going would take my mind off things and besides it had to be done for the following week’s wear. Then disaster, the washing machine went up in smoke after only a few moments of being switched on.
“Oh fuck!” I screamed. “What am I going to do now?”
Trying to think out loud I asked myself where there was a Laundromat in town, but couldn’t think where there was one. I scoured the telephone book but could find none near to where I live.
”God, I need to get some washing done before Monday else I’m going to look like a scruff at work” I said to myself out loud.
It was then I remembered that there was a laundry in the basement, built into the apartment block for the sole use of the residents many moons ago, I think in the days when not everyone had their own machines. Picking the phone up I called down to the lobby and asked about the laundry in the basement and was it still in use.
“Well yes it is still there and is still available”, came back the answer.
“Thank god for that”, I said “Is the door locked or what?” I asked.
”Oh yes it’s always kept locked but you can get the key from the lobby here”.
“Great I’ll be down in a few minutes, thanks”. I was so relieved.
Gathering all the clothes that needed washing in to a black bin-bag and grabbing some washing powder and a book to read, I was straight down in the matter of moments to the lobby.
It was only when I arrived in the lobby that I realized that all I was wearing was my casual house dress with nothing on underneath, no bra and no panties and a pair of slip-ons on my feet. Half gathering the open top of my dress to partially conceal my breasts, I said to the lobby clerk
“Sorry about this” half indicating to my state of dress.
“That’s ok miss, its Saturday after all, a day to relax” as he pulled his eyes away from my hand holding my top as if he was hoping for a glimpse of flesh. I was almost tempted to give him a teeny bit of titillation but then thought better of it. His body language indicated a degree of disappointment.
“You should find everything straight forward miss, the machines are all fairly new so you'll find the controls straight forward. You’ve had problems, miss?”
“Yeah mine has just blown up”.
“Sorry about that miss, it’s just as well we keep the basement machines well maintained for times like these although they're very rarely used.”
“You’re a god-send “, I said as I was given the key.
“No probs miss, give us a shout if you need help”.
The laundry was indeed equipped with modern machines, three washing machines and two large tumble driers. There was something about the room which told me it was rarely used although it was very clean. It was an L shaped room with the washing machines on the right as you entered and the tumble driers on the opposite side. Around the corner at the far end of the room there were some empty shelves with a table, all very spick and span. Along the back wall was a settee and a couple of stools, obviously placed there for who wanted to sit out the washing cycle, which suited me well because I’d brought my latest novel to kill the time. Having got a machine loaded and set off I settled down on the settee to enjoy my book.
I was about twenty minutes into the wash cycle and was so deeply engrossed in a very sensual section of my book that I hadn't realized that my left hand had strayed between my legs and was gently caressing my pussy through the thin fabric of my dress causing a damp patch to appear. Suddenly I heard a squeak from the direction of the door and pulled my hand away from my now very damp pussy. Thinking it would be the lobby clerk popping in to check if I was ok, I quickly sat up from the slouched position I had slumped into and quickly put my knees together from their slightly parted state.
Well who should come through the door, not the porter but Mr. Gibson from three floors above me. This was a surprise. I could never have imagined that this well to do man would ever be reduced to using the apartments’ washing facilities. With the slightest of glances in my direction and certainly with the merest of acknowledgment he dropped his blue plastic bag in front of one of the empty machines while he studied the machines instructions. From my position on the settee I could study this man whom I had known of for many years but did not know in person.
He was about five feet two inches tall and I would guess about fifteen stones in weight with a rather large beer belly which caused his dark blue T shirt top to hang well out from his dark blue trainer bottoms. I remembered the days passed when he was much trimmer than now and in those days I don't think he would have ever been seen wearing casuals. How time changes a person. As he bent over reading the instructions, I could see his double chin and his almost white hair which seemed unkempt, hanging over the back of his collar. Sad to see such a man letting himself go.
Having worked out how to operate the machine and loaded it, with what seemed to be predominantly white shirts, he set it going and just stood there gazing into the large round window as if mesmerized. I went back to my book, to the sensuality of the story.
From time to time I glanced towards him as I turned over a page and noticed that he quickly diverted his eyes when I looked at him. I continued my book which was getting me more and more worked-up and once again I felt the urge to fondle my pussy. It was then that I remembered the stain on my dress and wondered if Mr. Gibson had seen it too. Just the thought caused another release of cunt juice, which was getting a bit embarrassing as I could feel the wetness on the seat beneath me.
I continued reading. Forgetting his presence I again got caught up with the story. It was only when I came to turn another page and glanced at him again that I saw his eyes were fixed between my legs and I realized that my knees had parted in my excitement. It occurred to me he must have been able to see my naked pussy. Quickly I diverted my eyes back to the book before he could see that I had spotted him looking up my crotch.
"Wow, this is crazy", I thought to myself. "He's looking at my pussy. This old guy is looking at my pussy!"
All sorts of things raced through my mind. I wondered if he could become my next old man lover. This old man with his reputation and his position in the town! I just sat there stunned and not moving my legs one way or other. Sneaking another glance towards him without him being made aware of it, I could see he seemed transfixed between my legs.
"God this could be exciting. I wonder...."
Ever, ever so slowing, without hardly any discernment on his part, I allowed my knees to move further and further apart as I hid behind my book pretending to be totally absorbed. I knew my cunt must now be fully exposed to him and I could feel the juices trickling down my inner lips.
"Oh god how do I handle this?" My mind was going wild.
I knew this was a great opportunity to hook this old guy but what do I do next so as not to frighten him off. A couple more minutes went by with me relishing exposing myself to this old gentleman knowing he was absorbed with my pussy too.
"Go for it girl!" I said to myself. "Take the bull by the horns (internal chuckle at my own sense of humour), just calmly lay the book down and look him straight in the eye and open your legs completely and smile at him. Say some words of reassurance that everything's ok".
Putting the book calmly down beside me on the settee, I could see the sudden panic in his face at being caught-out looking at my cunt.
"Eh everything’s OK" I said trying to ease his apparent stress. "I love you looking at me. It's giving me great pleasure”. I extended my hand towards him.
“I want you to look at my pussy. Please believe me, I love it". Suddenly I felt he was about to flee the scene. I jumped up off the settee and quickly moving to him, grabbed his hand.
“Please, Mr. Gibson, it really is Ok. I wanted to show myself to you. I find you very attractive believe me“.
He was still in a state of semi panic, so I stroked his hand gently and told him that everything was really ok and that I wanted him to stay. He seemed to calm down a little at this so I just kept smiling at him and stroking his hand.
"How do you know my name?" he asked with a pinched forehead.
"I've known you for years Mr. Gibson. I've had my apartment here for many years. I'm Jenny from No.1 on the second floor".
"Oh! I see”.
Eventually he settled down to the point that I was able to get him to sit beside me on the settee and I just kept saying nice things to him which relaxed him more and more. It took several minutes before I risked guiding hand to my knee but when I did I was most surprised to find he didn't pull his hand away. Gently caressing his hand on my knee I felt a slight movement of his fingers as he gained confidence at touching my flesh. I kept smiling at him and reminding how much I liked his touching my leg. It wasn't too long before I could feel his fingers moving further around my knee and inside leg. It felt so good and I made sure he knew that I was really enjoying his touching me. Encouraged by his increased caressing I guided his hand slowly but steadily up the inside of my thigh until his fingers touched my saturated pussy lips. I could feel they were already spread wide with excitement. I just couldn't believe my luck.
"God you’re so soaking" he sighed as I continued to feed his hand into my pulsating cunt. Holding his hand in place for a few moments I waited for him to take the initiative, which didn't take long. Feeling his fingers moving in my juices, I gently withdrew my hand leaving him in place. I was so pleased to feel his fingers starting to explore the inner lips, pushing further into my drenched sex hole.
I was now in heaven and eased myself back on the settee and closed my eyes to enjoy the incredible sensation he was giving me. Suddenly he pulled his hand away causing me to open my eyes with a start, thinking he was having an anxiety attack, only to find that he put his dripping fingers to his nose sniffing my cunt juice before putting his them into his mouth and sucking off all my nectar. He grinned at me.
"You're such a lovely lady" he managed to mumble while still lapping his fingers. "Just so great!"
I was so happy to hear him say exactly what I hoped he was feeling. Encouraged by this I said to him,
"You're making me feel on top of the world, I would love you to suck my pussy. Would you?" I knew I was going for broke .
"God I'd love to do that for you. It's been years since I did that".
Raising myself up to a sitting position I indicated to that if I climbed onto the table he could find it easier to do it rather that kneel on the floor and bend down. He was pleased at this suggestion and took my elbow to assist me up off the settee. Quickly I hoisted myself onto the table, at the same pulling my dress out of the way, then raised my knees to my chest and opened my legs to their full extent. I was as open as I could possibly be and was offering my whole sex to his full view. I felt so lurid. He immediately knelt on one knee with his face on level with my invitingly dribbling pussy.
"My god it's beautiful" he murmured as he had his first view of my pink wet cunt surrounded by my black pubic hair. I have never believed in shaving my pubic hairs preferring the natural state. Using both thumbs he peeled my cunt lips right back and staring into my slit he gave a deep sigh and murmured "So, so beautiful" and immediately licked the length of my slit, scooping up my juices on his tongue before swallowing . He seemed to be in a state of ecstasy with his eyes closed. After a few moments he opened his eyes which were now glazed and immediately covered the whole of pussy with his open mouth and started slurping at my cunt juice for all his worth. The investigating tongue was now driving me crazy. Placing my right hand on the back of his head I pushed his exploring tongue further into my eager hole anxious for more sensations, but at the back of my mind I didn't want to blow my mind in orgasm. Well at least not until I had the chance to explore what he had to offer me. It wasn't long before his lavish attention started to trigger my journey to total oblivion. But blowing my lot all over his face was not what I had in mind with it my chance to take things further. You see my problem is that once I cum I'm finished completely and become dead to the world. So, gently I pushed his head away from my pussy and looking straight at him I whispered.
"You must let me play with you now, OK?"
He didn't say a word but struggled to his feet and stood there just like a little boy not sure what happens next. Slipping off the table, I knelt in front him, then looking up at him I hooked a finger under the elastic of his trainer pants at each hip and slowly started to peel them down all the while staring straight into his eyes looking for any sigh of panic. There were none. I sighed with relief. Amazingly he just stood as I pulled his trousers down to his knees at which point I broke eye contact to get my first glimpse of his nakedness. Wow he wasn't wearing any underwear, very encouraging. But what I did see was a massive fleshy belly which hid his pubic area by its huge overhang.
Stooping down a bit, I got my first glimpse of his a mass of grey pubic hair. In fact that was all I could see, only hair. I almost thought he didn't have a cock but knew there must be one in there somewhere. Looking up at him again I smiled at him.
"Are you OK?"
"I think so", he replied hesitantly.
Still looking into his eyes I placed my hand on the mound of hair and started exploring around searching for his cock. I could feel a little lump of flesh and using my finger and thumb managed to coax it to the surface. Bending lower I saw his tiny cock head poking out of his bush. I realized at this point that Simon was circumcised. It looked cute in many ways but I knew I needed something more substantial than this to satisfy my needs. As I continued to tease his little dick it started to grow a bit so I started to pull the head to awaken it further. Placing my other hand underneath his bush I searched for his ball sack which I found covered with a fury layer of hair. By gently squeezing his balls I could feel his cock responding even more. There was some life in the old boy yet and before long I had a decent length in my hand and stiffening bit by bit.
To get a better angle to fondle his awakening cock I decided to sit on the floor so I encouraged him to step one leg out of trousers then pushing his feet slight apart I was able to slide in between his legs and get close to my rising friend. Pulling on the head and leaning forward I managed to get the knob in my mouth and start sucking. There was a contented groan from above.
Unfortunately it wasn’t long before my neck started to ache badly because of his belly cramping my position and the most I could get him to stiffen was only about four and half inches so I pulled out from under him.
"I'm sorry about this", came a timid voice from above.
Rising to my feet I could see he was a little upset. "No, no, no. There's nothing wrong" I said half laughing. "No, it's me. I need to feel you inside me!"
Once again I hoisted myself onto the table with my dress pulled up and again I opened my legs fully for him to take me. But by now he had lost what stiffness he had so I had to feel for his cock again and this time it responded very quickly to my touch. But then there was another problem. Because of his big gut I had to grab his cock from under my thigh so as to try and feed him into my pussy from below. But even this didn't work because now we found that the table was too high and his belly blocked the way to my cunt.
"I know what to do" I assured him. "Back to the settee, it's much lower and you could kneel down, it should be much easier that way".
Jumping off the table I guided him back to the settee where I sat and got him to stand in front of me like a shy boy. "This should work ok" I said as I took hold of his softened cock and gently massaged it whilst smiling up at him. I got an almost instant reaction and within seconds his cock was lengthening in my hand. Squeezing it more firmly I was hoping to get more out of it but I felt I had reached its limit. Still holding his erection I indicated for him to kneel down in front of me which he did with a bit of an effort. Whilst still managing to hold onto his cock, I shuffled forward on the settee dragging my dress from under my bum and spreading my legs and at the same time bringing my knees up to my chest. In this position I got him to shuffle forward so I could guide his penis to my eager cunt.
Oh! That first penetration of a new cock! There is no greater excitement to me than the first time I feel a new cock sliding into my cunt. That feeling of having my uterus spread for the first time by a new length of hot male flesh always drives me over the top. And now I was about accept another new one and this belonging to an ‘old man’ just had me on the edge of delirium. As I pulled his cock to the entrance he had to shuffle forward more and as I eased the head between my lips. The sensation of this new cock started to build inside stomach and I could feel my breathing get sharper. Letting go of his prick he automatically shuffled forward to gain full entrance. I could feel his stomach starting to press against my raised thighs and block further entrance so I dropped my knees away from my chest and spread-eagled my legs. He further shuffled forward and as his belly slid above me I could feel him reach his limit as our pubic hairs meshed together.
I was in heaven! I now had new cock up me and a new cock of a new old guy. Truly I was in heaven. Then he started his piston motion and was obviously feeling good about his new experience, actually fucking a willing woman. I could sense his cock swelling inside me, a good sign that he had more to give me, but I had to be watchful of him shooting his load inside my cunt because it was essential that he ejaculated into my mouth. I needed to taste his cum if I wanted to continue having sex with him. That's assuming he wanted to continue to see me. If I didn't like his sperm I had to let him know that this was just a one off. The rhythmic in and out of his cock was so soothing that I just lay back and closed my eyes to savor the incredible sensation between my legs. It wasn't long before I heard him taking short gasps and opening my eyes I could see his face starting to contort as his passion began to build. It was essential that I watched his orgasmic build up to prevent him shooting his load up my cunt. He was now showing real signs of reaching his climax.
"You need to come in my mouth" I persuaded him.
"I'll have to pull you out before you go too far" I said as I wriggled out from under him. His cock was standing really proud and the head was visibly protruding beyond his belly, glistening with my juices. Helping him to his feet, I could see he was visibly disappointed, but I took hold of his greatly enlarged penis which brought a smile to his face. It felt so hot and slippery.
"Move over to the table" I said as I got to my feet at the same time helping him off his knees. "Lean back against the table and try and sit on the edge. I think it will make it easier for me". Without hesitating he did as I suggested managing to get his bum on the edge with him supported on tip-toes. Remarkably he retained his stiff erection. Immediately I was on my knees looking straight at his rampant cock which was red and very hard.
"God, you're very hard" I said as I wrapped my fingers around its girth and gently squeezing it whilst rubbing its length up and down.
"Do you like me wanking you?"
He couldn't answer but started to thrust into my fist. His groaning warned me that it wouldn't be long before it erupted. Licking a small globule that formed on the little cock slit, I had my first taste of his seminal fluid. What a pleasant surprise, it tasted sweet. I was now very excited at the prospect of what was to come. I slipped his cock head into my mouth in eager expectation and holding the shaft firmly I sucked up and down its length to f***e him to release his cum. His breathing became heavier and as he placed both his hands on the back of my head I knew he was on the brink of eruption. Pushing against his hands I was able to create a space between his cock head and the back of my throat so as not to gag if he shot a large wad. I felt his cock swell and there was a sudden burst of cum which hit the roof of my mouth, which I was able to contain whilst waiting for further squirts. However the next few ejaculations were of the oozing type which I also held until I felt he'd reached the end of his orgasm. All the while I watched his facial expressions as he poured his cream into my mouth. Still holding his cock tight with my lips I waited until it lost its stiffness and let it slip free. Then the real pleasure for me was the slow enjoyment of swirling the cum around my gums and squeezing it between my teeth to savor its taste and consistency. And the taste, oh the taste was so different to any other I had ever tasted before. The best I can describe it is a mix of pure honey and almonds which amazed me beyond belief. Allowing it trickle down my throat I couldn't believe that this was an old man's cum I was swallowing and not nectar from some exotic island.
How can someone produce such a beautiful substance? I kept asking myself as I drank the remaining drops of his cum. I knew I had to hold onto this old man. Where could I get another supply of such amazing stuff. These thoughts were racing through my mind in the short time it took me to finish drinking down my precious load. As his cock shriveled down to almost nothing I licked off the small blobs of cum that oozed out and swallowed them down like a c***d trying to hang on to the last of some delicious sweet. A great sigh brought me to earth with a bang. Mr. Gibson was struggling to keep his balance. His orgasmic ordeal had weakened his legs as he struggled to hold onto the table. Jumping up I told him to put his arm around my neck which he did and I managed to get him to settee where he flopped down like a rag doll in an exhausted state. I sat beside him holding his hand. I was so worried that he might react to what had happened in a bad way and reject me for what I had done.
Being exhausted, he slumped back and started to nod off. What could I do? I pondered. The first thing I should do was to get his trainer trousers back on in case someone came into the laundry, something until now I hadn't given one single thought to. Happily I managed to get his trousers on, albeit with a struggle to get him to lift his bum cheeks to slip them under him. Then I thought about the washing which had finished its cycle long ago. Having put both our washing loads into separate driers I sat back beside my sl**ping friend and again took hold of his hand. Looking at him and thinking about what he had given me, I felt I was being drawn to him in a strong emotional way. This made me even more worried about how he was going to react to me when he came fully to his senses and realizing what had happened between us. I could only wait.
I sat beside him listening to the gentle hum of the tumble driers, unable to read my book in spite of its erotic content. My mind was buzzing too much with the reality of these last minutes to be interested in fiction. It was about thirty minutes later that both driers ceased their cycles. Without disturbing my sl**ping friend I slipped away from his side checking the dryness of my clothes I transferred them to my bin-bag before checking his load and transferring his shirts to his laundry bag and tying the tabs.
"That's very kind of you", came the voice from the bottom of the room.
"Oh my god, you frightened me" I spun around to see the old guy watching me. "I thought you were still snoozing".
"It was the rustle of the bin-bag, but no problem, I can't stay here all day". He struggled to his feet and wandered over to me. Before I could say a word he took hold of my hand and said
"Jenny I want to thank you so much for being so good to me". I tried to say something but he waved his hand and continued "Really Jenny you were wonderful to this old man and I don't know what I can do to thank you enough".
This time I did interject.
"No, I must thank you. You just don't know happy you have made me. I've been looking for someone like you for a long, long time and here I find you in my own block of apartments".
I could see he was puzzled by what I was saying.
"Look, come and sit down for a few more minutes and I'll try and explain". It was half an hour later by the time I'd explained about my particular needs, about my preference for old men and about the love of real sperm with that special taste. He seemed fascinated about the stories of the old men I'd had during my past and how this had dried up the last few years until now and how I was afraid about his reaction to what I had done today.
"Listen," he said again taking hold of my hand, "Listen, you have done me great thing today. I was down in the depths and have been there for some while now. I'd given up a long time ago of ever meeting another woman least of all feeling good about sex again. I'll let you into a secret”, then bending forward as if to prevent anyone over-hearing he continued in a whisper, ”I've even given up wanking because I couldn't get any reaction. You are a wonderful person and thank you so much". He smiled at me.
"Does this mean we can do this again sometime?" I asked him, now feeling shy at asking.
"I'd love that!" then he continued "Give me a ring this evening and we can talk a little, eh?"
I was delighted at his suggestion.
"What's your number?” I asked. He gave me the number but it was too long for me to remember and he saw wasn't catching it all.
"Tell you what, ask the lobby to put through to my apartment then we exchange our numbers then, OK".
"Great" I said as we gathered our washing and made our way to our respective flats. Oh what joy!


THE COFFEE INVITATION


On my way up the stairs to Simon’s apartment I pondered on what surprise he had in store for me. He had often presented me with a little gift but on these occasions he never warned me of it but just produced it at an opportune moment. So what could it be this time? Standing outside his door I put my ear to it and was sure I could hear other voices as well as Simon’s coming from inside. “But Simon is always very secretive about our liaisons” I said to myself almost out loud. Then I thought I’d misunderstood the coffee invite on this occasion and it was intended to be a social invite only. I must admit I was very disappointed at the thought of not getting my ration of nectar.
I rapped on the door with my knuckles.
“Ah Jenny, there you are”.
Simon swung the door open beckoning me in with a flowing hand. Following behind me into the living room he whispered in my ear,
“I have some friends who I’d love you to meet.” Then he took me by the arm and guided me towards two seated men who both turned at our entrance and immediately stood up. “Terry and David, this is my lovely friend from the third floor”.
As I was introduced to Terry I noticed that he was a graying handsome guy about fifty years old and about five feet ten in height. When he shook my hand I could feel the strength in his arms and could see he was the athletic type. Giving me a very welcoming smile he kissed my cheek.
“This is my son David” as he glanced towards his son who had all the same features of his father except for his blonde hair. He too was very fit looking and had a very disarming smile.
“Hi, you look really lovely” he said as he shook my hand and giving me a slightly lingering kiss on the cheek. I felt a tingle below, one that warned of sexual desire.
”Come and sit down Jenny”. Simon ushered me to an arm-chair adjacent to where Terry and David where now sitting down. Immediately I was aware of my nakedness beneath my dress and kept my knees clamped together as a precaution not knowing the situation.
“Coffee Jenny? Or would you like something a little stronger, maybe wine?”
“Oh! Err! Maybe I should have some wine to salute your friends”.
“A wonderful idea” replied Simon as he opened the drinks cabinet behind him.”White or red?”
“White, please Simon”.
After he handed me my glass he offered the two men a top-up of their beer before sitting down in the armchair opposite to me.
“Well! This all very cozy isn’t it?” said Simon as he raised his glass and we all joined in raising our drinks and saying,
“Cheers!”
Simon then told me the story of how Terry had started working for him from school and how he had little education and how he had gone to evening classes to learn company accountancy and how he was now head of the organizations accountancy department. All slightly boring foe me but all the while I was wondering why Simon had wanted to meet his two friends. I noticed certain aspects of his body language which was very engaging. Then Simon went on to describe how David had also joined the company from school and now ran one of the most successful of the shoe shops in the train of shops, and how he acted as trouble-shooter for the whole of the company.
.”Of course this all takes a lot of pressure off my shoulders now that I’m getting too old for all the responsibility any more.”
“Yeah!” remarked Terry “More time to enjoy better things eh?”
“That’s right!” said Simon, glancing a look in my direction which I could see that Terry and David picked up on as they both gave half a glance towards me.
I at this point had a curious thought “Had Simon told them about us or was this just a figment of my imagination?” The conversation rolled around various subjects and a few more drinks were poured and all of us became more and more relaxed. At one point I noticed that Terry and David’s eyes glancing at my legs then I realized that my knees had slipped slightly apart as I relaxed. A funny feeling ran through my veins. I pretended not to have noticed their glances and remained seated as before. More and more I caught them both with their eyes momentarily fixed between knees. I allowed this to continue without changing my position.
“I’ll get some more nibbles” declared Simon as he moved in the kitchen.
After a few moments I rose from the chair.
“If you’ll excuse me I’ll just go and give Simon a hand” and disappeared to help Simon. “Simon” I said grabbing his elbow.
“Do Terry and David and know about us?” I whispered so the others couldn’t hear me. He just nodded with a great big grin on his face.
“They guessed some weeks ago that there was something in my life that had changed me from what I was becoming”. Then coming closer to my ear he continued “They are like f****y to me and it came out one day when I on a real high having just been with you”.
“You mean you told them everything about us?”
“Well not everything” he whispered back ,“But I’m sure they’ve read between the lines. They have been really keen to meet you for a few weeks now and kept asking when you could come round”.
” Wow!” I thought to myself. “What should I do, Simon?”
“Well it’s up to you Jenny” and glancing back towards the living room further whispered “Would you like to have a bit of fun with them?”
“You’d let me?” I questioned him.
“ Listen Jenny, you’ve told me a lot about your experiences and I know you love sex and I’m not your keeper am I?”
“OK! I might do something, but it depends how I feel when I get back in there” I said nodding towards the living-room.
“Jenny, just do your own thing. Whatever way you want to play things it’s OK by me. Don’t pressure yourself into anything OK?” I nodded then we both returned to the others with our plates of nibbles and sat down again. It took me a good while to consider what to do.
“Excuse me while I go to the ladies” I suddenly said catching all three watching my knees as I struggled out of the low armchair. As I passed behind the settee and the dining table I noticed that the table was clear of everything and the two nearest chairs had been moved to the side wall. This was always done when I was ‘invited for coffee’ because I would perch my bum on the table when Simon licked my pussy before fucking me. Then I would lower myself onto my knees on the floor for him to cum in my mouth. A form of ritual we had built up over recent weeks. Normally the table would be set with a vase of silk flowers and photographs of his f****y. But all were gone and this to me was a clear indication that Simon was anticipating something happening. I smiled to myself as passed by and passed him a knowing glance. Not needing the loo, I just sat there thinking how to approach the situation. The best thing I decided was to be bold and do what I do for Simon to get him aroused.
I re-entered the living-room with a little stealth and without Terry and David knowing, although Simon could see me out of the corner of his eye while chatting, I lifted my dress and raised myself onto the table. With my dress up to my waist I leaned back on my elbows and opened my legs fully to expose my very damp pussy. Simon, I could see, kept glancing across at me without giving anything away to Terry and David. When he knew I was ready Simon stood up and said to the two guys who were oblivious to what I was doing.
“Guys, if you turn round you’ll see a very beautiful sight”
Both stood with eyes wide open and mouths agape as they both transfixed themselves at the sight of my open pussy which I now was holding open with both hands.
”My God!” they both uttered almost in unison as they moved around towards the table.
“Isn’t it a beauty?” said Simon also with fixed eyes. Terry who came to the table first went down on one knee to get a closer look still with staring eyes and open mouth. It took him a while before he blinked as if coming out of a dream.
“Smell it” I said to him. He looked to Simon as if wanting his blessing.
“Yeah! Go on smell her and give her a big lick” Simon said encouragingly.
With a little hesitation he moved his head forward and made an audible sound as he sniffed in the aroma pouring form my very excited cunt. Then when his tongue touched my inner flesh I just had to let go of my lips and sink back onto my elbows to absorb the feel of his searching tongue. I knew I was groaning out loud. When I looked at Simon through my now glazed eyes I could see him blowing me kisses and smiling. Terry ,being more courageous, was now pulling my lips wide open as he probed and licked the length of my soaking slit. At one point I felt his tongue touch my anus which made me groan even more.
“Dad let me have a go now eh?” Terry was obviously reluctant but I murmured
“There’s a lot more to come yet”.
Within seconds of him letting go, David was between my lips continuing where his father had left off. Father and son together! It was an unbelievable situation. Never before had I had a father and son together. David was every bit as good at lapping me and his tongue brought all sorts of sensations.
Terry who had been watching his son devour my cunt was retrieving his cock from his fly and was about to stroke it. Not wanting him to get hard before I could suck it I gently pushed David away from between my legs and at the same time I slid off the table and onto my knees.
“I need to suck you hard, Terry” I said taking hold of his soft shaft.
The head was quite bulbous even at this stage and his cock must have been about five inches as it hung out of his trousers. Another ‘virgin cock’ I thought to myself and the son’s too. First I licked around the big bulb, no foreskin, before slipping it into my mouth and rubbing my tongue around its smooth skin. It didn’t take long for the swelling to start and as the shaft lengthened and thickened so did the knob which started to fill my mouth and stretching my jaws. Searching for his ball sack I managed to release it from his trousers and shorts which now slipped down to his knees. Cupping the sack in my hand I gently jiggled the balls which increased the size of his knob still lodged in my mouth.
“You must fuck me now” I said looking up at him.
His face was all flushed. Pulling his cock out of my mouth I climbed back onto the table pulling my dress well up I perched my arse on the edge and pulling his cock towards my open pussy I said
“Fuck me gently and you must not cum inside me, do you understand?”
He nodded and just stared at me totally mesmerized. “You must cum in my mouth, do hear?” he just kept nodding. “Do you hear me? You must cum in my mouth not in my cunt.”.
“Yesss!” was all he could mutter as I fed his raging organ to my pussy lips.
“Slip it into me”. I whispered, but he didn’t need any encouragement as he eased forward filling me right to the hilt in one smooth movement. Oh the feeling of a new cock. That feeling of ‘Virgin cock’ always sends shivers through me. Quickly I slipped my dress off my shoulders exposing my breasts.
“Touch my tits. Caress them for me”.
He needed no encouragement as he cupped them in both hands kneading them gently. Then he played with my nipples which now sticking out like rose buds about to burst open. I was on my way to paradise. Our eyes held contact as we both climbed the staircase to ecstasy. Our hips gyrated together.
Then as he pulled out to the head I could see the shaft coated in my cunt juice.
“Terry, slip back in me. Put it right up until our hairs touch and hold still. I want to feel you possessing me completely.”
I lay back and put my legs around his waist to hold him firmly and closed my eyes.
“Mmmm!” I could hear him murmuring all the while we were still and locked in sex. He couldn’t hold still for too long as he started to slowly gyrate his cock around my channel. Then I sensed a swelling in his shaft.
“Don’t move” I ordered him, rising back onto my elbows. “You’re going to cum?” He nodded in resignation.
“Hold on”. I grabbed his waist with both hands and eased his penis out at the same time as I slipped off the table and sank to my knees in front of him. I could see his knob was extremely swollen and the shaft was extra hard. No sooner had I got his knob into my mouth than it was spilling its sperm all over my tongue, filling my mouth with his hot liquid. There was no huge spurt just a lava flow as it erupted into every cavity of my mouth. I clamped my lips behind the ridge of the cap and waited for the flow to subside. Then only when the head started to shrink did I allow myself to swill his cream around my mouth to get the full sense of taste before swallowing everything he gave me. Looking up at him I could see the passion on his face as he went through his orgasm. It was then that I glanced at his son, David, who looked absolutely transfixed.
Was this the first time he had seen his father’s cock or was it the first time he’d seen him fuck or was he stunned for his mother’s sake watching his father fuck another woman? I couldn’t tell.
Acting quickly I grabbed the front of his trousers and rummaged for his fly. This seemed to shake him out of his semi trance and helped me pull the zipper down, all the while watching me with his father’s cock still in my mouth. Feeling around inside I pulled aside the leg of his underwear and taking hold of his semi-hard flesh I pulled it through the opening of his trousers to full view. Unlike his fathers, his was uncut and the head was half uncovered by the foreskin which I slipped back to see the full beauty of his cock-head. Almost immediately his erection rose to full strength after only a few strokes with my hand. His focus was still on his fathers prick in my mouth and he still wore that stunned look on his face. At the same time as I gently moved my hand up and down his full erection, I let his father’s cock, now soft, slip from my mouth ,which I opened wide to show them both that all the cum had been swallowed. However Terry was too exhausted to notice too much as he fell back looking for support of the settee behind him where he could only hold on with his hands with his limp cock hanging down against his drooping ball sack.
Not to waist any time I shuffled across in front of David and placed my mouth over his knob-end and sucked hard. Having taking his eyes away from his father’s deflated cock and realizing that I was now sucking his, he reacted by cupping my head in his hands and holding my head down and pushing his stiff meat all the way to the back of my throat. I resisted slightly so as not to gag when the head hit base.
“Mmmm, yesss!” was all he kept murmuring as I sucked and licked him. Slipping his cock out of my mouth and standing up whilst still holding his cock in my hand, I whispered in his ear
“Now it’s your turn to fuck me, and I need you to fuck me like you’ve never fuck any one before.”
Pulling him by the cock, I hitched myself onto the table again spreading my legs at the same time and guided his length to my sopping opening.
“Come you fucker, fuck this aching cunt of mine” I demanded as I fed into me.
With one mighty thrust he hit my cervix which jolted me with a slight pain, but I didn’t let on. I just wanted him to fuck my mind as well as my thumping hole. Instinctively he grabbed my tits and massaged them quite roughly until he saw me wincing.
“Sorry” he whispered as took hold of my nipples which he rolled between his fingers much more tenderly.
I lay back on the table to absorb the a****l experience I was going through. But it didn’t last long as I suddenly felt a warm glow inside me and I knew he was spewing his sperm into my vagina. When I tried to rise up to stop him, I felt the resistance of his hands on my hips as he continued to pour his cream into me.
“So sorry!” he mumbled over and over as he held me firm and jerked as his orgasm took his body over. I could see his eyes rolling as he went through the final stages of his ejaculation. I lay back in resignation and thought how worked up he must have been, having watched his father first fuck me and then cum in my mouth. I realized that he had no chance in controlling himself under those circumstances and there was no point in showing disappointment in not being able to take him in my mouth as I wanted.
When he had finally come down to earth and between repeated apologies, his shrinking penis slipped out and slapped the head in the table between my legs where it lay lifeless.
“Listen, David it’s all ok, I understand”. Rising to sitting position I took hold of his deflated cock and gently caressed it before offering it back to him to put away into his trousers.
“Don’t worry, I know you couldn’t help it and I thought you were great. You are a lovely fuck, just look at your cum oozing out onto the table!” I dipped my fingers into it and tasted it. “Mmmm! You taste so great”. Then I used my fingers to scoop cum out of my spread lips and was able to taste a good deal before I couldn’t reach any more.
“David your cum is beautiful. Pity I couldn’t get to blow you, that would have so wonderful”.
Looking at Terry I could see he had recovered and had his hand on David shoulder.
“Wasn’t that such a great experience son?” Then patting his son’s shoulder he continued, now looking towards Simon who all this time had taken a back seat to let his friends have all the fun.
“Simon you’re a real mate to allow us to have such a great time with Jenny”. Then turning to me he added “Jenny! You’re just great!”
I smiled and mouthed a ‘thank you’ before indicating to him that David was still in a state of exhaustion.
“Oh! He’ll be just great”.
I couldn’t help being greatly surprised to see that Simon already was holding his trousers with one hand whilst stroking a full blow erection with the other. He stood grinning with a grin the size of the Cheshire cat’s. You see on every occasion when we have got together he could never get an erection until I had fondled his penis and sucked it into life. But here he was in full array and it could only because he had been watching Terry and his son David fuck me in front if him. But also I knew that the fact that David had shot his cum into me meant that he could fuck an already juiced-up cunt, something he had confided in me was one of his fantasies.
“Simon you’ve got a beautiful looking hard-on. I think it’s about time you and I got it together, don’t you think?” giving him a broad grin.
“I thought you’d never ask!” he shuffled towards the table with a cheeky look in his eye.
“You’ve been very patient waiting for your friends to fuck me” I teased.
Spreading my legs for the third time I lay back.
“Come on Simon put your lovely cock right up inside me. Put that beautiful head into David cum and squelch it all around. Let me feel you churning it all around the walls of my cunt”.
He slipped in so easily. I could hear a squelching sound as he moved passed my lips and pushed his way up my well lubricated passage where he held still.
“Mmmm, Simon you feel so good inside me”.
“God Jenny you’re such a whore, you drive me mad”. I lifted my head and grinned at him.
“Yeah Simon I am YOUR whore. Look, we’re being watched by your friends. You’re being watched fucking me.”
I wriggled my arse to tease him further.
”You’re fucking me in your friend’s cum. Does that turn you on?” I was determined to drive him wild with my dirty talk.
“Does that feel good? All that cum swirling around your cock. Some other guy’s sperm floating around your penis and drenching your balls?”
I had to lead him on. He had to have the best fuck with me so far. I wanted him to lose control and blow his mind in front of his pals. I wanted them to be jealous of what Simon and I have together.
“Jenny, talking like this is going to make me shoot inside you. If you want to drink you’ll have to stop talking dirty or I’ll lose it altogether”.
I didn’t reply as I knew I was torn between Simon shooting his load up me or showing them how I drink down his special scream, which is the reason why I’m here with him in the first place. Allowing Simon just to continue his gentle thrusting I remained silent and let my body take in the erotic vibes and watching Terry and David watching us.
Simon over the time we had this relationship had lost a great amount of his beer gut and as a result he was getting a deeper penetration. The feeling of him pressing against my cervix gave me such incredible pleasure. However this pleasure didn’t last too long.
“Sorry babe! Can’t help it! I’m going to shoot”.
Pulling out, he grunted
“Quick, give me your mouth! Quick! Quick!”
I slid off the table like greased lightning and only just got the tip of his angry looking knob between my lips when he was shooting fierce wads of cum right to the back of my throat. I’d never know him to spurt so fiercely before and so copiously. Simon was so turned on it was amazing to see him in such a state. Luckily I managed to take his full load, drinking down as fast as he filled me up. He’d never given me so much cream in all the time we’d been together and I was overwhelmed at his heightened condition. All the time he was ejaculating into my mouth he was groaning all sorts of weird things as his body stiffened like a board. I could hear the two guys who were watching making sounds of amazement. I too was overwhelmed at the amount I had to swallow.
It seemed a long time before Simon’s cock softened and his orgasm subsided as I held his penis firmly between my lips before it slipped out and shrank back to normal. He was in a near state of collapse. Holding him firmly by the hips until I got to my feet and with the help of Terry, who by then was the most recovered of father and son, we guided Simon to the nearest armchair where he sank down like an old sack. He lay there mumbling something inaudible with his shrunken cock hanging over his sagging ball sack and his trousers below his knees. A picture of orgasmic bliss, I thought.
But what about me! I hadn’t reached my orgasm throughout all of this and in spite of three wonderful fucks was much in need of release. My pussy was raging and inflamed and was crying out to be finished off like the three guys who’d had me. I sat in the armchair opposite Simon and raising my dress I managed to wank myself to an incredible cum, spilling cunt juice and whatever cum was still inside me all over my fingers and onto the front of the chair. Then a black curtain fell over me. When I came to, all three of my lovers had their eyes glued between my still wide open legs.
“Phew! Guys, what a day! Did I make much noise?”
I was greeted with almost silence but with nodding heads and beaming smiles. As I struggled to raise myself up from my slumped position, Terry hastily held my arm in assistance saying
“You’re bl**dy amazing. Thanks for a great experience”.
As I sat up and arranged my dress I couldn’t stop myself from grinning profusely at them. What a great time I’d had with them and kept thanking them. Then there was a period of silence as if nobody in the room knew what to say. It was all very strange. Then Terry chirped up.
“Know what! I fancy a good old fashioned cuppa!”
“Well, that’s one way to finish off a…”
“A gang-bang” said I cutting off Simon in mid-sentence.
“That’s exactly what I was going to say” replied Simon looking very pleased.
Not long after this I decided to take my leave and leave them to themselves not wishing to prolong any post orgasmic conversation. But not before it was suggested that we try this again some-time. Simon seemed happy to agree so I went along with the idea and left with kisses and hugs all around.
It has been many weeks since that day and I have continued my relationship with Simon as before but nothing has been mentioned about meeting his friends. My thoughts are that there may be an uncomfortable situation between Terry and his son, possibly because of David’s mother or because David himself was married too.
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My husband was holding my arms while his best mate

( 100 per cent true story)
Troy and I had been married for nearly 6 months, we were High School friends and after he left school he joined the Army so we lost touch for about a year, then one day when he was home on leave we hooked up at a disco one night. I think I had always loved him and he me; so it wasn’t long before we were an item. We dated on and off for around a year until he romantically proposed by taking me to a really nice restaurant and sang “will you marry me” in front of the whole restaurant, I said YES straight away without hesitation and cried with joy as I blurted it out.
We rented a small one bedroom apartment not far from my parents place and his parents live in the same suburb so when he is away I have plenty of support as we are saving for a home of our own and we don’t want to outlay big money when we don’t need too. We had been married for about 6 months when Troy got two weeks leave and it was so awesome having him home, we fucked every night and sometimes during the day, I miss his love making so much. I have always been a sexual person and while he is away I masturbate regularly sometimes waking during the night and just having to relieve my pussy of that desire.
Towards the end of this particular leave break Troy said a really good mate he had linked up with in the Army who was then on a break visiting his f****y in Brisbane was coming back through Sydney and he wanted him to stay with us for a couple of nights before they both returned to camp, that was cool and as we only had one bedroom Steve would just bunk on the floor in our lounge room and Troy had mentioned Steve a lot in his emails; They were best buds.
I have been fairly faithful to Troy but slipped up on a couple of occasions when I was out with friends at parties and had a few more drinks then I should have, I am pretty sure Troy has had a couple of encounters himself during our relationship; Well I know he has but it’s ok, the only other time I have did anything is I have fucked his dad a couple of times when I was feeling a bit down and he had come around to help cheer me up, and I have fucked his b*****r as well couple of times but as that is keeping it in the f****y I don’t think it really counts hey. Well I have fucked his dad a few more than a couple of times perhaps but I often feel a bit depressed when I know Troy is off overseas and his dad’s big cock really knows how to cheer me up; his dad has a way of pulling on my hair while he doggy style fucks me that is hard to resist.
Steve arrived around 3pm and Troy and I took him to a Thai restaurant for dinner, a few wines and a couple of bl**dy Mary’s and back to our apartment. We decided to go to bed and for some reason Troy said to me that Steve could just sl**p in our bed with us as we had a king size and we would all be dressed anyway, I thought; yeah won’t bother me, what the heck, okay. Steve was quite handsome and if I wasn’t married to Troy I would definitely fuck him BUT not tonight LOL.
We got changed and I put on a singlet of Troy’s and my knickers, I was covered so that’s all that mattered. Naturally I ended up in the middle of the bed as Troy didn’t want to rub shoulders with Steve and him the same with Troy. I was almost asl**p when I felt Steve’s hand on my stomach as if he had just rolled over and accidently plopped it there, although we had the curtains drawn the street light makes enough glare in the room so you can just see each other’s faces, I turned to him and he appeared to be asl**p so I thought he will move it soon so no problem; but then his hand slid up under my singlet and rested on my tit, I looked at him again but he still seemed to be asl**p, I turned to look at my gorgeous guy Troy and he was totally out to it, I felt a whim of excitement race through me and thought well if I’m asl**p and he is asl**p well I’ll leave it there, but then Steve’s fingers started to squeeze my left nipple ever so gentle, I quivered a bit but did nothing, soon his hand was massaging my tit and he was obviously NOT asl**p although I pretended I was.
The excitement raced through my body as he slowly manipulated my breast and nipple slowing moving from one tit to the other making my nipples erect, he then started to move his hand down my stomach and eventually slid his hand under my knickers and started massaging my clit with soft gentle little strokes; I could feel the little shivers racing through my hips and the sensations of my clit enjoying his finger tip as he gently massaged it, his finger slid effortlessly around my now soaking wet cunt and he started to explore deeper, I tried to resist the temptation of raising my hips so my cunt would meet his second finger as it began to explore my saturated hole; I looked across at the contented look on my hubbies face as he lay motionless in sl**p, my mind was racing with sheer excitement as Steve buried two fingers deep within my dripping wet cunt almost forcing my cunt lips flat as he tried to get them deeper, I moaned softly trying to hold back the words I wanted to scream so bad.
Should I stop this now? Was my thoughts, if I orgasm I won’t be able to hold the sounds inside me even though I so much wanted to cum; Steve’s fingers got faster and faster and I found myself opening my legs to allow his penetration into me, I could feel the bed slightly moving to the thrust of his fingers as they rapidly worked in and out of my wet cunt. Soon he had inserted another finger making it three and my wet little cunt was now stretching and clinging to his movement as he never relented in his thrusting motion and I was holding my breath trying not to scream.
Just then Troy threw his arm over my chest and rested his hand up beside my neck, I looked straight at him but he was sound asl**p, Steve didn’t let up and I could feel the tension rising in my body, omg I was about to explode when Troy moved his head into my neck and cuddled my gently, it was enough to stop the orgasm but not enough for me to push Steve’s awesome fingers away from me, Steve just kept finger fucking me as Troy lay snuggled into me.
Then Steve stopped and moved down the bed, he slowly pulled my knickers down and moved me slightly sideways, there was little I could do to stop him and thought I had better stop this though; Troy still had his right arm across my chest and his hand on my neck as his breath softly caressed my neck on the other side, Troy then moved his hand down under my left arm and edged my arm up over my head taking hold of my wist with his right hand, he held my wrist tight and moved his head down to my tits using his left hand to pull down my neckline, his mouth sucked in my nipple and I thought OMG, Was my honey awake or doing this in his asl**p?, If he opened his eyes and see’s Steve licking my swollen wet cunt so I started to raise my head to try to indicate to Steve to stop, I love troy and don’t ever want to lose him, but just as I did Troy came up and kissed me forcing his tongue into my mouth and giving me a wet romantic kiss; he then pulled back and looking down at Steve while he was still holding my right wrist above my head with my left arm stuck between Troy and I, he said to Steve, “you ready to fuck her now” I was astounded and could hardly speak, WTF … was my response, Troy came up and looked me straight in the eye with a look of slight mischievousness yet a look of affectionate love as he said, “It’s okay Babe, you have two horny guys that seriously need their balls drained and I hope you enjoy helping us out, BUT if you want us to stop and I hope you don’t then this can just be a learning experience because my love for you will never change, love you” I was both shocked and excited at the same time, “well I said, I guess it’s up to you honey, your my man and if you’re okay with it then I guess I am”, with that Troy took my other arm and forcing it above my head he held both my arms as I happily accepted Steve positioning himself above me and sliding his rock hard big cock straight into my soaking wet eager cunt and began to fuck me hard, I couldn’t believe it, My husband was holding my arms while his best mate fucked me.
IT WAS TOTALLY FUCKING AWESOME
I haven’t changed the names or one bit of this story.
The End (and the beginning) ... Continue»
Posted by sammythewitch91 2 years ago  |  Categories: First Time  |  
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Best Mate's Cock

DISCLAIMER!
If it's iilegal to read such adult content where you live,move away from this page,and poor you for living in a country which forbids such activity!
If you're u******e,and you're sneaking a quick look at this site,NAUGHTY,NAUGHTY YOU!Check your parents aren't monitoring your internet usage,lol!

All others,this is a true story.It was all consensual and I had an absolute blast!
Enjoy alone with your cock,or with an equaly sleazy partner/friend.Happy spunking!



Marky and me had known each other since he'd come to live in my street when he was six,I was almost 7.We quickly formed a strong friendship,and he was a right dirty little fucker,always flashing his knob off to any of the k**s who happened to be around!Course,most groups indulge in that 'you show me yours. . . . ' when you're randy little k**s,mostly not understanding what's really happening.But,as I found out,there's always one who wants to take it that one step further!That,in this case was Marky.I was in no way an expert in cock-size,jeeze,come on,I WAS only 6 and 3quarters,lol!But,to me,Marky's cock seemed much bigger than mine,or the other boys.Seriously,his knoblet must've been close to 3 inches,with a extra long overhang of foreskin.One time,in his dad's shed,he actually measured it and soft it went to just shy of 3 and a half inches and when it got stiff it almost touched 4 inches!Straight up,I am telling the truth!My own poor little fucker only managed just at the 3 inch mark when hard!Now,Marky being a fairly in-tune k** clocked how fascinated I seemed to be by his size and when we were on our own he'd whip it out and wiggle it in front of me,the dozy twat,lol!The first time he got me touch it,shit,I thought I was gonna pass out!It rapidly acheived the full stonk and even then the skin didn't move over his cock-head,like mine did when it was stiff.Seeing my puzzled look he told me,
"You got to slide that bit back to see my pee-hole"
Grimacing and feeling like a right daft sod I let go of his stiif knoblet,
"Urgh,no way,Marky,that's dirty"
Marky chuckled and gave me a push so I landed on my arse on the shed-floor.Then he launched himself o n top of me and we started rolling around,him with his shorts still round his ankles.Quick as a flash he'd pulled off my t-shirt and scooted up so he was astride my chest.Heaving from the impromptu wrestling I looked at his throbbing knoblet which was inches away from my face!
"Give it a kiss and I'll let you go"
WTF?! Was he joking? No way was I putting that anywhere near my mouth,yuk,boys peed out of it!He inched closer so that the tip of his knob was almost at my mouth.I squirmed and shook my head from side to side.
"Oh,go on,just a little kiss,Pauly,promise,I'll let you go if you do"
Sensing that he wouldn't quit if I didn't I nodded and mumbled,"Oh,ok,then,but just a quick'un"
And at that Marky pushed forward and his uncut knoblet was right against my pursed and firmly closed lips!Eyes squeezed tightly shut,I could feel his hot end at my mouth,and he squirmed against my lips,
"Go on then,give it a kiss,you said you would"
Oh,hell-fire,this wasn't right.But,my own boy-cock was all stiff now!What was that all about?Why was my knob stiff?This was wrong,and dirty.Boys didn't play with boys,did they?!
"Look,Pauly,see,my pee-hole's come out!Kiss it,go on,kiss the end for me,oooh,go on"
I opened my eyes and sure enough,there it was,his red knob-head was on show and his pee-hole was visible!Oh,my god.The heat in the shed was overwhelming and I just wanted to get out of there.So,I puckered up and gave his knob-end a quick kiss.Marky shivered and he grasped his stiff cock and began stroking it along it's length.
"Ooh,that's nice,Pauly.Do it again,pleeeeease"
Shit,before I had time to say anything,Marky pushed forward and,bugger me,his knob slipped into my mouth!
Marky gasped out loud and leaned into me so that all his knob was in my mouth.Oh,god,I thought I would choke!
"Urgh,urgh,ooooh",Marky hissed as he pumped into my mouth,"Oooh,suck it,Pauly,suck iiiit"
Eyes wide in shock,and tears creeping out the corners,I just couldn't move,or perhaps didn't really want to,as Marky continued to push himself into my mouth!
"Hmpf,hmmm,yessssss,suck it,Pauly"
He was almost cooing and his knob seemed to become harder.Then,with a deep shove and a heavy shudder,Marky collapsed on top of me,almost choking the breath out of my lungs!
"Oh,Pauly,that was brilliant,really cool,I cummed"
Then he totally surprised me when he kissed me full on my mouth!Now,hang on a moment,lol! Cummed? What was he going on about?
I hadn't got a clue what that was!
Laughing out loud he tickled my ribs and said,
"Hahahaha,you don't know cummed is,do you?"
Now,we all know what it's like when you're a k**.You just do not want to appear like you're out of the loop with your mates,so I shouted out,
"Do too,yes I do,so yah-boo to you"
And at this I shoved upwards and heaved Marky off me.He quickly got to his feet and standing there with his shorts still round his feet,knoblet semi-hard he scowled at me and shouted,
"You stinky liar,no you don't.I cummed in your mouth,so there,and you don't know what that is,and I'm not your friend anymore"
Pulling his shorts up and muttering as he struggled with his zip he shot me a glare and stormed out of the shed!
Oh,hell,now he was gonna go home and tell his mum he wasn't speaking to me anymore.And in my c***dish mind I was petrified he'd have to explain why and then his mum would tell my mum and I'd be in soooo much trouble!Crazy how your mind works when you're a k**,lol! I ran after him,shouting,
"Markeeeee,Markeeeee,wait up,hang on,pleeeeease,don't be mad"
From a few yards away Marky spun round and glared at me,
"You don't know what cummed is.Say it and I'll be your friend again.Go on,say you don't know"
Feeling like a prize pratt I shrugged and hung my head down.Working my foot at a stone stuck in the mud I mumbled,
"Oh,ok,no I don't know"
Coming right up to me,Marky poked a finger in my chest,
"Louder,Pauly,say it out loud,you-don't-know-what-cummed is.Won't laugh at you,promise"
Blushing madly,and still looking down at the ground I answered,
"No,I don't-know-what-cummed is.happy,now are you?"
And suddenly,as if we'd never argued,Marky grinned from ear to ear,
"Cool!Tell you what,let's go back to the shed and I'll show you,it's really neat"
He pushed past me and looking over his shoulder he laughed,
"Come on then Pauly,you're gonna like it so much.I'll make you cummed,like I did"
Feeling a bit funny,and tingly in my knoblet I followed Marky back into the shed and closed the door.This seemed strange but somehow it seemed right.I mean,Marky was my bestest friend and he was happy when he "cummed" so maybe it wasn't scarey or wrong,and boys DID play with boys!
Marky came over to me and smiled.He placed his hand on the waistband of my shorts and tugged at it,
"You gotta take these down,Pauly,and your undies"
I felt a bit silly in a way cos I had never done that before,stood in front of anyone else with my willy on show!Well,yes,my mum or dad had seen my knob when I was in the bath,and one of them had shown me how to wash my knob properly,under the skin and all that.But,jeepers,that was different,but I did always spring a stiffie when that happened,especially when dad did it cos he always took longer than mum!
Laughing at my reddening face,Marky giggled,
"Come on,Pauly,you saw mine,AND you had mine in your mouth,AND made me cummed.Now it's your turn,so come on"
That was true!Yes,it WAS my turn,and the stirring in my cocklet told me I was going to like it,A LOT! So quickly wriggling my shorts down to my feet and before I could anything else,Marky giggled and grabbed my spiderman undies and tugged them down past my skinny knees to join my shorts in a heap round my ankles!Pointing at my groin he snickered and said,
"Pauleeeee's got a stiffie,Pauleeee's got a stiffie"
Oh,god,someone would hear us and find us and we'd be in BIG trouble.I gave him a slap and hissed at him,
"Markeeeeeey,shushhhhhh,we'll get in trouble"Yet my little knoblet was still proud and hard,harder than it'd ever been,and was really bobbing up and down and I had that tingly feeling in my little balls.Marky tittered to himself and pointed at my knob,
"S'not as big as mine,Pauley.Dad says mine's really big and when I'm a big boy the girls are going to like my cock"
Now,THAT stunned me!Did Marky's dad really say that?I mean,my dad didn't say anything about my willy,even when he had to clean it and it got all stiff! Maybe he didn't like my willy,and that,strangely,made me all sad!
I was shook out of that thought when Marky took hold of my knoblet and gave it a tug.
"See,Pauly,your willy is happy to see me" Jeeze,my mate is such a daft silly-billy!But,his little hand on my knob DID feel soooo good and it pulsed in his hand!
"Now,Pauly,I'm gonna kiss it,like you did to mine"
And with that he stooped down and gave the end of my stiff knob a peck.Although I was uncut,like him,as my knob was as stiff as a board,the skin had rolled all the way back over my head,which was an angry red and a shock ran through the whole 3 inches when he put his mouth on it!I gave a shudder at this and my eyes almost rolled back into my head.It felt great.I whimpered when he ran his wet little tongue over my knob-head!The only thing I could think to do with my hands which were clenched into fists was to reach out and take hold of Marky's head.This had the effect of moving me forward so that my knob,now wet with Marky's spit,was pushed against his mouth.And the warmness of his breath on my knob felt wonderful!
"HMMMM.that's nice,Markey,Do it some more,pleeeeease"
He didn't say anything,just opened his mouth and there it was,my knoblet in my best friend's wet mouth!Oh,that was AMAZING!I slid the rest of it in and Marky moaned as he closed his lips around my throbbing little boy-tool.Holding tight to his hair,and with his hands on my naked little arse-cheeks,(how did THAT happen?),I slid forward,as he had done to me,and I began a rapid pistoning of my cocklet.Wow,this seemed really cool,definitely RIGHT,and not dirty at all! I could hear Marky slurping at my throbbing little stiffie and the sucking noises really made my balls tingle.It kinda hurt a little but it also felt really good as Marky's wet mouth made my knoblet all slippery.
"Ooooooh,Marky,s'gooood,mmmmmmm,suck me"
I remembered that's what he'd said to me when I was sucking him,and right now I desperately wanted to be just like my best friend!
"Ooooooh,yesssss,Marky,suck iiiiit,suck iiiiiit,pleeeeeeease"
Now,I don't know if he was any better than me as I'd never experienced anything like this.All I knew was IT FELT REALLLLLLLLLY GOOD!
I was squeezing my eyes shut and my breathing speeded up.Was this cummed? Did it feel like I needed to pee?Is this how it was meant to feel?
"Aaaaagh,ooooooh,Markeeeeeey" I hissed through my teeth.Then,as if my bladder was going to drain itself,(oh god,pleeeeease,don't make me wet myself), I heaved a great shudder,my legs buckled and I pressed myself against Marky as stars went off with a bang in my head!I don't know what happened after that cos I woke up on my back on the shed-floor!
"Oh,Pauly,I thought you were dead"
Marky was on his knees and was holding my head which was really sore,and tears were streaming down his face.
"Are you dead,Pauly?Say something,what happened?You fell over,Pauly and I got scared"
Groaning a little and feeling whoozy I looked at Marky,
"Wow,Marky,I cummed,just like you.I did cummed,didn't I Marky,didn't I cummed?"
Letting out a 'whooo',Marky laughed and then whooped out loud,
"Yesssss,Pauly cummed,Pauly cummed.I made Pauly cummed"
Even though my head stung from the little lump growing I joined in the laughing,
"Yaaaaaay,Markey made me cummed,Marky made me cummed"
Just then,in the distance,I could hear mum shouting,
"Paaaaaaaulllll,where ARE you?It's time for you to be home now"
Eyes widening,I got to my feet,a little wobbly,but feeling sooooo good,
"Ooops,Marky,I better go,mum will be mad if I don't get home right now."
He looked a bit sulky at this,and scowled when he saw I was putting my soft willy back in my shorts.
"Awwww,wanna do it again,Pauly"
I shook my head,OUCH,that hurt!
"Noooo,we can't,not now,I'll get a slap if I don't go now.But,we'll do it some more tomorrow,if you really want to"
With that,Marky jumped up and down smiling broadly,
"Yesssss,we gonna cummed again,we gonna cummed agaiiiiin"
And then,he hugged me and planted a kiss right on my lips.
"We's bestest friends,forever,Pauly.I love my bestest friend"
Like all 1st time,c***dhood burgeoning 'romances' we didn't stay 'bestest' friends.Marky discovered girls!And as he hit the teens,his cock developed a reputation!Apparently,it grew to the size of a 'baby's arm with an apple on the end of it'From what I gather,most of the girls around experienced that monster and he ended up being dad to a small army of little Markys!
Me?Oh,well,I went on to be a real cock-sucker,a total pig for cock and spunk,and I never looked back,lol! I became quite the expert as it happens,and regularly had a belly-full of the old cock-slime!
Thanks for reading,if you did.Comments,criticisms,whatever,more than welcome!... Continue»
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My Mom and My Dream Girl ( Not True Story)

ntroduction

My name is Will Chapman. I’m a 19-year-old college student, 5’8” and 160 lbs with short brown hair and dark brown eyes. I have always had trouble with girls my own age. It wasn’t that I was not good looking; it was because, despite being 19, I looked like I was 14. Whenever I went out with my friends, people we would meet often asked if I was someone’s little b*****r. Girls would always say that I was “cute” which would drive me absolutely insane. Needless to say I had trouble meeting my sexual needs.

I was going to a local community college and lived at home with my mom. We had lived alone together since I was 4 years old. She had basically raised me all by herself, and she was my role model. My parents were divorced when my dad broke the news that he had fathered a c***d with another woman. He stuck around town with his new wife until I was 8 and then left to move to Nashville. He’s been there ever since and rarely made contact with either my mom or me.

My mom really was my best friend and we would talk about absolutely anything together. We were extremely comfortable being around each other. Home was the one place where either one of us could say or do anything and not worry about being embarrassed or ashamed. We had conversations about my woman troubles and mom would always say that I just had to keep trying and I would be able to find my dream girl.

Chapter 1- Sara

One night I was out with my friends shopping at the local mall. We were wandering around aimlessly through the food court and then I saw her. Across the rows of chairs and tables was my perfect girl. She was a little under 5 feet tall and around 100 pounds, with beautiful dark brown hair with little streaks of red in it. She was just wearing a plain black t-shirt and loose fitting jeans but she was still stunning. Her boobs were amazing, not that big, a solid B cup, but were perky and set up perfectly on her chest. Her ass was absolutely perfect, big round and tight all at the same time. Her hips accentuated her entire body and just begged for someone to put their hands on them. She looked young, but I certainly thought that she was at least 17.

“Will! Hey, Will!” my friend Nick yelled.

I was startled. I hadn’t realized that I had been literally stopped in my tracks by this girl’s beauty. I must have been staring at her for a lot longer than I had realized because my group of friends were a good 200 feet ahead of me. I waved Nick off and turned to see what this goddess across the way was doing. She must have heard Nick’s call to me and had turned and was now looking right at me. I smiled and she blushed and gave me the cutest smile back. I knew that I had to walk over and talk to this girl.

“Hi, my name is Will” I said as I extended my hand out to her.

“Hey, I’m Sara” she replied as she nervously shook my hand.

“I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to go somewhere to get something to eat with me” I stupidly asked not realizing that we currently standing in line at a food stand.

Now when I said that this girl was my perfect girl, I was not just referring to her looks. The way that she responded to my dumb question will always stick out as a main reason that I fell in love with this girl.

“I would love to, but do you know anywhere that we could go,” she said as she walked up to the window and ordered her dinner.

I laughed, really embarrassed, thinking that I had just blown my chance with the most beautiful girl that I ever had the guts to go talk to. I was so sure that she thought I was a moron. I was ready to just turn around to find my friends. I was completely caught off guard when Sara turned to me, twirling her hair around her finger, “So are you gonna pay, or is this gonna be one of those dates?”

I was simultaneously confused, embarrassed and excited. I mumbled incoherent words as I reached for my wallet. She smiled and grabbed her food and walked over to an empty table to sit down. I quickly ordered and joined her. We started talking and it was like we just clicked instantly. Her sense of humor and sarcasm was almost identical to mine and her personality really reminded me a lot of my mother’s. We talked for almost two hours about a variety of things until I realized that I had a problem. My friends that I had come with were nowhere to be found and I had no way to get back home. Sara realized that I was a little troubled by something, “What’s going on?”

“Oh it’s nothing bad. I just realized my friends that drove me here are gone and I have no way to get back to my house.”

“That's fine I have to go home right now anyway, you can just come with me.”

This girl just kept getting better. She was hot as hell, had a great personality, and she was willing to drive me home. I thought that there was nothing about this girl that wasn’t absolutely perfect, and then a mini van pulled up right in front of us. The woman driving was really hot. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties. She had brown hair, and looked like she was a smaller woman, from what I could tell from her sitting down, and her chest looked like it was irregularly large for her size and body type. As I looked closely at her she really looked a lot like Sara. For some reason as I was looking at her, I had that strange feeling that I had met her before, but I had no idea where from.

“Finally my mom’s here” I heard Sara say, which broke my complete focus on this woman in front of me. I heard her, but what she said did not completely register with me at first.

“Wait, that’s your mom?” I asked, slightly confused.

“Yep”

“Why is she here? Does she need you for something?” I said, completely not realizing what was going on.

“She’s here to pick us up, DUH. You said you needed a ride”

“I thought that you were going to drive home”

“How could I do that, I don’t even have a permit yet”

“What? How old are you?” I have no idea how the two-hour long conversation that we had earlier never touched on this subject.

“f******n. Why? How old are you?”

I still to this day am still not quite sure why I answered this question like this:

“Wow, I thought that you were older. I’m sixteen”

“So, lets go my mom is waiting”

She grabbed my hand and led me to her mom’s car. I was still a little baffled at how I had been talking to this girl for hours and never once even thought that she was only f******n years old. “Hello there cutie,” her mom said as I got in the car after Sara, “and who is this good looking young man, Sara?”

“Mom, this is Will. I met him here and he said he needed a ride home”

“I didn’t know my little girl could attract such a handsome young man,” her mom joked as Sara hit her on the arm laughing.

We drove for 10 more minutes making small talk and laughing the whole time. I realized that Sara had not only gotten her amazing looks from her mom, but had also inherited her personality. We pulled up to my house and I thanked Sara’s mom and I moved to get out of the car. “Well young lady you better walk this young man to his door. You better not let this one get away” Sara hit her mom on the arm again, clearly more embarrassed by this joke than the previous one, and moved to follow me out of the car. She slid her hand into mine as we walked up to my front door.

“Thanks for the ride home and the great night” I said as I got ready to open my door.

“Will?”

“Yeah, what’s wrong?” I asked as I noticed she was sad about something.

“Do you still like me even though I’m younger than you thought I was?”

“Sara, I like you even more now” I said as her face lit up and I bent down to hug her goodbye. I wasn’t sure why I had said that, because I was a little worried about what I was going to do after I had lied to her about my age. I was unsure if I could even continue to see a girl that was that much younger than I was. I think that I was just trying to make her feel better about herself and my response had simply just slipped out. She squeezed me tightly and as we broke apart she gave me a quick kiss that kind of caught off guard. She smiled and turned to walk away, but I grabbed her arm and pulled her back into a longer more passionate kiss. We were kissing for what seemed like hours, but in reality was only a few seconds when her mom started honking her horn for Sara to come back to the car.

“Call me later” she said as she turned and skipped to mom’s car.

Chapter 2- Mom is HOT

I stepped into my house and I was surprised that my mom was not in the front room watching TV like normal. I walked towards my room to relieve some stress that Sara had just created, when I heard a strange noise coming from down the hall. It sounded like a low vibrating noise so I thought my mom’s phone was ringing in her room. I wasn’t sure if she was anywhere around, so I walked to her half open door and turned to walk in when I saw something that changed my life forever.

My mom was sprawled out on her bed in her robe that she always wore around the house. She was pumping a big purple vibrator out of her soaked vagina. I could hear the sounds of her wet cunt, as she violently pushed and pulled her plastic toy in and out of her. I knew that I should of just turned and walked away because it was my mom, but I couldn’t look away. My cock was already at attention after my interaction with Sara just two minutes earlier, but this sight gave me the worst erection I had ever had in my life. It hurt inside my pants and felt like I couldn’t move any direction or I would explode without even touching it. Then my mom let out a huge moan that made my cock jump. Her body started to convulse and I couldn't help but start to rub the lump in my pants. She fell back into her pillow, panting. I had never looked at my mom as a sexual being but this sight was the hottest thing that I had ever seen.

Now I had never thought of my mom as a hot woman, but that was just because she was my mom. She was indeed very attractive. At the time she was 42 years old, but she looked like she was maybe 32 and could pass for even younger. Standing at about 5 foot 1, with shoulder length blonde hair. She was in great shape for a woman of her body type and age. She weighed around 130 pounds and her breasts were absolutely unbelievable. She was a 38D and given the size of the rest of her frame her chest really stood out and begged to be fondled. As I began to really notice her body, her hips and ass quickly became my absolute favorite things about her. They both curved out from her slim midsection perfectly and accentuated her magnificent motherly figure. Her ass was huge, but was beautifully smooth, unlike most of the women her age, and went well with the rest of her body. Her hips provided a stark contrast to her smaller waist and could definitely be described as c***d baring hips. In short, she could definitely be the MILF to populate any man’s wet dream.

I knew that she could get up at any moment and find me staring at her, so I hurried to my own room and quickly pulled my cock out. Images of my mom and Sara were all I needed to explode in no time. I finished, cleaned up and went to go take a shower. I opened my door and my mom walked right up to me and hugged me tight pressing tits up against me and my still semi-hard cock into her, “Hey Will, how was your night at the mall?”

Normally I would have hugged her right back and talked to her for the next hour about my night and about what happened with Sara. However, what I just saw her doing, combined with fact that she was now pressing her sweaty, after-sex smelling, incredibly sexy body against me, she was giving me another erection. I had to pull away and say, “I’ll tell you once I get out of the shower”

“Oooo, I was just about to shower too, but then I heard your door and had to come to talk you. We should just shower together and save some water” a joke that would have made me laugh before, but now all I could do was smile and blush and say, “Yeah right” as I went into my bathroom.

I got into the shower sporting my second rock hard erection in the last 10 minutes. I was just going to let it go down but then I heard my mom’s shower turn on, and images of my mom’s naked body started to populate every thought in my head. I subconsciously started stroking my cock as I pictured my mom and her tits and ass bouncing on top of my cock. I shot my load all over the shower door as snapped out of my sex filled daze, embarrassed about my i****tuous fantasies.

I left my shower and got dressed in a t-shirt and some shorts and went to sit and watch TV in the main room expecting my mom to be out soon. I sat there just thinking about the events of the last couple hours with Sara and my mom. The fact that I met the girl of my dreams only to find out that she was only f******n. Then, I, for some reason, decided to lie to her and tell her I was three years younger than I really was, only to end up giving her the best kiss I had ever had. The fact that that was the most normal thing that had happened that night was what had my mind spinning. Not only did I make out and masturbate to a high school freshman, but also I masturbated to the sight of my own mom having a body rattling orgasm on her bed. I was not sure what I was going to do. Normally I would talk to my mom about problems like these, but for obvious reasons that was out of the question. After about an hour I figured my mom had just gone to bed so I went to my room to try to go to sl**p.

I lay in bed all night, not getting one minute of sl**p, just constantly replaying the night over and over in my head. I was tossing and turning with constant visions of Sara and my mom flashing in my mind. I decided that I couldn’t go another night with out being able to sl**p. I knew that I was going to have to talk to my mom, at least about Sara, when she woke up. I just had to get something off of my chest or I was going to go insane.

Chapter 3- Awkward Morning

It was about 7 o’clock when I heard my mom open her bedroom door and walk to the kitchen. Although I was relieved that I made it through one of the longest nights of my life, I was exhausted. I got up and went to meet my mom in the kitchen. I turned the corner out of my room and I saw my mom in the same robe I had seen her in last night as she was pleasuring herself. My cock started to twitch and I couldn’t believe this was happening again. Then she opened the door to the refrigerator and bent down to grab the orange juice. Why did the juice have to be on the bottom shelf? As she bent over her robe started to rise up to about her mid thigh. I stood there hoping against hope that it would rise up further, but to no avail. The fabric on the robe was hugging against her perfect ass and hips making my cock stick straight out in my shorts.

I don't know if it had been the long night and lack of sl**p but I couldn’t take this anymore. I was about to explode, “Mom! I can’t do this anymore! You need to put some normal clothes on around me, because you are making me think dirty and inappropriate things about you” I just blurted it out. My mom didn’t even realize I was in the room and jumped when I yelled at her.

“Jesus Will, you scared the crap out of me. What the hell are you talking about?” and then she looked down to the tent in my pants. Her face turned beet red and she giggled, “Oh honey, I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize my old body could still do that to somebody, let alone you. I apologize. I will go put on my work clothes and from now on I will watch what I’m wearing around you”. I was pretty surprised that she handled this so casually as if she liked the attention and I began to contemplate if I should tell her all about what I saw in her room last night.

I waited for her to come back out of her room after changing so I could finally talk to her about Sara. It took about 20 minutes and my mom finally emerged from her room. Wearing a tight purple blouse and a knee length, skintight black skirt. She was a teacher at the local high school that I had gone to, and was well known as the hottest teacher at the school. I was reminded constantly of this fact by all of my friends, but hadn’t really seen it until now. She didn’t have a first period class that day and I had no classes on Fridays so we had about an hour to talk before she left for work.

“Mom I have to talk to you about my night last night”

“Sure honey, I was going to chat with you last night but I was drained so I just went to sl**p. What happened?”

I went on to tell her about meeting Sara, talking to her, finding out she was only f******n, lying to her saying that I was only sixteen, and then me kissing her on the porch before I came back inside the house. “Well sweetie, it sounds like you two really hit it off. If you want to be with her you are going to have to come clean about how old you really are. I personally don't really see a problem with the age difference if you two really care about each other, but if you two are serious about having a relationship you are going to have to clear it with her parents before, or you could get into some trouble. You should call her and ask her out for tonight and come clean to her.”

“So you don't think it’s weird that she is five years younger than me?”

“I think that love has no age limits”

“Whoa mom I didn’t say I was in love with her, but thanks. That really helps”

“You know what I mean. I have to get going or I’m going to be late to work again. See you after school.”

“Okay mom, but I have something else to talk about when you get home”

“Oh, my baby. Always riddled with drama” she said as kissed my forehead and walked to her car.

“Bye mom” I said as I watched her beautiful ass sway back and forth as she walked out of the door.

I was turned on but was absolutely exhausted and walked back to my bed and fell asl**p almost immediately. I was out for hours.

Chapter 4- Dinner with f****y

I woke up from my nap, which was really just a night’s sl**p, and looked at my clock. I was 4 o’clock; I had been out for seven hours. I got up and realized my mom would be home at anytime. I hurried up and took a shower so I didn't look like I had just woken up. I finished showering and walked out to the main room to sit down and watch some TV. I looked out the front window and my mom had just pulled into the driveway, but she wasn’t alone. I couldn’t see who was in the passenger seat from the couch. As I stood up I saw Sara stepping out of my mom’s car. I was baffled. How on earth did they find each other? Was this girl a crazy stalker and somehow found my mom? Did my mom go overboard, now that she knew I finally really liked a girl and hunted down this girl? I sat back down to act like I wasn’t completely freaked out. My mom opened the door with a sly little smile on her face, “Look who I brought home from school” as she motioned for Sara to walk into the house.

I couldn’t hide how confused I was and my mom quickly picked up on that, “Sara, here, is in my fourth period freshman English class. I realized that she looked exactly like the girl you described from last night, that her name was Sara and she was f******n years old.” I looked impressed and my mom smiled at me. “Your old mom has her Sherlock moments too Will,” referring to how she had always described my ability to quickly figure things out. Sara came over and sat on the couch right next to me. “I talked to Sara after class and discovered that she was indeed the same girl and then I invited her to go out to eat with us tonight. I hope you don’t mind.”

I was a little ashamed that my mom had to ask out a girl on a second date for me, but I was excited that I got to see Sara again. I reached over and grabbed Sara’s hand and kissed her cheek, “Of course I don't mind. Where are we going?”

My mom went to go shower and get ready to go out. I took these 45 minutes to try to talk to Sara about my lie last night, “Sara, I have to confess that I lied about something last night.”

“Could it be that you are older than you said you were?”

“Did my mom tell you already?” I asked, now really embarrassed.

“No actually it was my mom”

“What? How on earth did she know?”

“She works in the front office at your school. She said that she has helped you with picking your classes before and she recognized you when you got in the van”

“Wow this is getting really weird. You being in my mom’s class and your mom working at my school”

“I know I thought it was really weird when Mrs. Connor said that she was your mom.” It was Mrs. Connor, because my mom had retaken her maiden name, and I still had my father’s last name.

“Haha, I bet that was a strange conversation to have with your teacher”

“Actually your mom is always really cool with her students so it wasn’t that awkward”

As she was talking I realized something really important about what she had said earlier, “Wait, so your mom knew how old I was and she was still encouraging you to walk me to my door?”

“Yeah, she didn't care. She just said that she was very impressed that I could land a guy as good looking and mature as you. She said that she tried flirting with you and got nowhere.”

“I saw your mom last night and I knew that I knew her from somewhere, but I still don't remember her ever helping me with classes. Did she change her hair or something?”

“She lost about 50 pounds in the last year since my dad left her”

“Oh, well I guess that explains it” I said; knowing that I would have remembered the woman that I had saw last night, hitting on me.

“You two ready to go?” my mom asked as she walked out in form-fitting jeans and a low cut t-shirt that showed off her great tits. She then winked at me as I was staring at her chest. This made my cock jump and I was scared that she had caught me looking, but realizing she was probably just winking about Sara and me cuddling on the couch.

“Yeah, but I have to call my mom really quick to tell her I wont be home for dinner” Sarah announced as she asked if she could use our phone.

“Why don’t you invite her to come along with us?” I blurted out, still thinking about her mom’s tight body from the night before.

“Yeah that would be fun,” my mom added.

“Cool, I’ll ask” Sara replied as she picked up the phone.

Sara’s mom, Becky, accepted and we drove by her house to pick her up. We all ate had a great time. My mom and Becky clicked right away and acted like they were old friends. Sara and I were quickly falling for each other and the age difference that I had been so worried about the night before, seemed like it just melted away. As the night wore on Becky had her fair share to drink and looked like she was feeling the buzz. My mom didn't drink and both Sara and I were too young to drink, but Becky seemed to be trying to make up for that. We left after a couple hours and decided to all go back to Becky and Sara’s house so we could hang out some more.

We all got inside and this was when I started to notice that Sara’s mom was really hammered. She started to say incoherent sentences and flopped down onto the couch. My mom leaned over to pull her back up and her cleavage was on full display. Her bra was on full display and I couldn’t help but take a peek, and this was when Sara’s mom changed the trajectory of the evening. “Sara! You better look out or Will’s just going to fuck his mom before he fucks you!” Becky shouted as she caught me staring at my mom’s chest.

“Mom! That’s rude! I think that you are a little out of it. Let me get you some coffee” Sara was so embarrassed by her mom’s outburst.

My mom and I were both blushing and Becky didn’t stop there, “What? I’ve seen the way you looked at your mom all day long, Will. Tell me you wouldn’t fuck her if she asked you to”

“Mom that is enough! I’m going to put you to bed right now!” Sara yelled, storming in from the kitchen.

“That’s fine Sara” my mom replied, “I’ll put her to bed and you and Will can talk before we leave.”

“Thank you so much Mrs. Connor” Sara said to my mom as our moms were stumbling down the hallway. “I’m so sorry about that Will. My mom gets that way when she gets d***k”

“It’s fine. Don't worry about it”

“I know we barely know each other, but my mom wasn’t the only one who noticed the way you looked at your mom. I know it’s natural for you to look because I think that your mom is hot and I’m a straight female, but do you think its gross that it kind of makes me hot thinking about you and your mom having sex. I’ve always been intrigued by i****t.”

“Uuuuuhh… uh I don’t think it’s gross,” I said, shocked to hear this come out of the mouth of this f******n year old girl that I had just met. “As long as you’re being honest, I have something to tell you….” I then told her about what happened the night before with me walking in on my mom and how it made me feel and I could see this was turning this kinky little girl on. She began to twitch and wiggle in her seat and her face became flush.

“Will? I think I’m falling in love with you” I would have normally gone running for the hills if a girl said this to me after a first date, but this was different. I knew how she felt, because the chemistry that I had with this girl was unlike anything I had ever felt before. I mean here we were, having just met the day before and I was telling her about watching my mom masturbate and then masturbating to it. It was like I could say absolutely anything to this girl and she to me. We were simply made for each other.

“Sara? I am falling in love with you,” I replied as I leaned in to kiss her. She pulled me into her and we fell into the couch embracing every inch of each other’s bodies. I slowly moved my hand down to her crotch and slid my finger across the seam on her jeans. Her body started to shiver and I reached to unbutton her pants…

“Alright you two break it up. Sorry, but Will we need to get home. It’s almost midnight and I have to get up in the morning.” My mom came in from putting Sara’s mom to bed, “Sara, you have to check on your mom before you go to sl**p to make sure she hasn’t thrown up or done something carzy. Now kiss goodbye and we have to go”

My sexual frustration seemed like it would live on forever as a pecked Sara on the lips and got up off the couch to follow my mom out. Little did I know that my night was really just beginning.

Chapter 5- My Mom

“So that Becky is feisty one when she gets some booze in her isn’t she?” my mom said as we walked through the front door. “I guess that little outburst about us didn’t hurt anything between you and Sara”.

“No it didn’t. I think this relationship might last for awhile” I retorted.

“I’m just curious how she handled that situation and managed to get you guys rounding second base in like 20 minutes. It was impressive. Mind telling me what happened”

I took a huge deep breath. I looked at my mom and knew that I couldn’t hide my feelings about her forever. She has always been the person that I could speak freely with and I now believed that this situation was no different. I decided that I was going to tell her absolutely everything that had happened over the last two days. I figured she was my mom and my best friend, and I owed it to her to talk to her about what happened. “Well mom remember when I told you this morning that I had something else to talk to you about…” I went on to tell her about walking in on her the night before, how it made me feel, my reaction to her in the robe in the morning, me not being able to look away from her all day, and finally Sara saying she was into i****t and that the thought of me fucking my own mom made her horny.

“Wow, that’s quite the story you were holding in there. This Sara girl seems like quite the little keeper,” she said as she bit her bottom lip. “I’m sorry that you were holding all of these feelings in, but what if I told you that I might have set that up; what happened last night.”

“What?” I asked looking right into my mom’s eyes trying to figure out what she meant by that.

“Well you were always talking about your girl troubles and I have been having my fair share of troubles with men. I thought that if you saw me like that you might get some feelings for me and we could take it further. I guess the feelings that I was hoping for developed, but now we can't take it any further because you are with Sara.”

“Wait, are you saying that you were trying to seduce me? You wanted to see you last night in hopes that I would try to sl**p with you?”

“I’ve had a crush on you for a few years Will. I just suppressed it, us being mother and son and all. Over the last few weeks I have been so horny around you and I came up with a plan to seduce you. Then you met Sara just as my plan started, so I stopped”

“You stopped? You call wearing that outfit stopping?” I said pointing to her tits that I had been staring at all night.

“Oh, these are just fun to show off for everyone,” she said. Now playing with her own tits, right in front of me. My cock was now rock hard and I decided to continue this flirting to see where it could lead.

“So this plan of yours; how was this seducing thing going to work?”

“Well it all started about a week ago. I started changing with my door open when you were home, hoping that you would come in and see me. After about 5 days I realized that it wasn’t working because you never came in. I wasn’t sure what I could do to make you notice me in that way, so then I started wearing slutty clothes around you, but you impervious to all of my outfits. I knew that I had to take it a step further so I waited until I heard you on the porch last night. I didn’t realize that you were out there with Sara so you were out there longer than usual. I was so excited that I was going at it faster than normal. I heard you finally open the door and knew I had to slow down so I could have you see me before I came. I finally saw your shadow in the doorway and I came in like 30 seconds”

“You saw me in the doorway?”

“Yeah, I told you it was all a part of my plan. Anyway I was hoping that you would bring it up with me and we could have a talk, like this. Then I could tell you that I had feelings for you, like I did. Then I was hoping that you would tell me that you seeing me masturbating turned you on”

“Like I did”

“Like you did. Then I would tell you that what we were both feeling was perfectly natural, like I just did. I would take off my shirt, like I am, and tell you that we are just a man and a woman” my cock started to swell in my pants as I stared at my gorgeous mom, now just in her frilly black bra and jeans. “I would grab my tits, like this, and guide your hand, like this, to my tits, like this, to show you that these are simply the breasts of a woman, not your mom. You would realize that intercourse between us would be completely natural. I would take your pants off, like this, exposing your beautiful erection, like this, and this would validate that we both wanted the same thing. Then I would have given you a handjob, we would have had sex and had fun for as long as we wanted” she put her shirt back on and tossed my pants back onto my waist and sat back in her chair. “But now that you’re with Sara we can't do it anymore.”

“I already told you that Sara loved the idea. We can still do it.” I pleaded as my dreams were quickly slipping away.

“Will, there is a big difference between the idea of i****t and actually acting on it. I think you and Sara might have a real relationship in the future and I couldn’t ruin that for the both of you”

“Mom, stop teasing me like this. We both want this more than anything right now. Let’s do it right now” I had enough and now I was going to take charge. I grabbed her shirt and ripped it over her head again. I buried my face in her chest, loving every second of it.

“Good to know my seduction techniques still work perfectly,” my mom giggled. I realized that all of this was still a part of her plan to seduce me. This woman was a genius. I was so sex driven I slid my hands under her ass and picked her up off of the chair and carried her to her bed.

“Oh, honey. How f***eful you can be. You have me dripping wet down there”

“Well then I have to see my handy work” I said as I unbuttoned my mom’s jeans and yanked them off in one pull (which was no small feat given how tight they were). I tossed her pants on the ground and looked up. To my complete delight she was wearing no panties.

“Easy access. Just for my son” I realized that she really had this planned all along.

I ripped my underwear off and tossed them where her jeans lay. I was still pantsless from our interaction in the kitchen. We were almost both completely naked except for that pesky bra. I crawled on to her bed and attacked her pussy with my tongue.

“Oh god Will. That feels amazing. I haven’t had anyone touch me down there in years”

I licked up and down her pussy lips, hearing her moan after every tongue stroke. I knew I had to take this further. I pushed my tongue in and out of her cunt, making my mom moan loader as I licked faster. Then I found her clit. I sucked and nibbled until she couldn't take anymore. “Oh yes! Will! Anymore and I’m going to explode,” and as I flicked harder her cum burst into my mouth. The juices flooded my open mouth and I tried to take in as much as I could, but most trickled out onto the sheets. I had no idea my mom was a squirter, but it got me even harder. The taste was intoxicated, salty yet tangy, and the best drink I’ve ever had in my life.

“Will… That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had… Now climb on top me and fuck your mother”

I wasted no time. I took my cock in my hand and guided it towards her slit. I rubbed my cock head up and down her opening and then quickly slid it in. “Yes Will! That’s my good boy. I’ve missed having real flesh inside me. Now make me cum just like before”

I started pumping faster and faster, but I realized that my mom still had her bra on. I had to unhook it to see those massive melons bounce with my every movement. I reached around her back and released the hooks. I took both strap ends and pull up, releasing the two greatest boobs I have seen till this day. They were even bigger than I imagined. Her nipples were about the size of quarters and her tits had just the right amount of bounce to them as I pounded my mom’s vagina. The sight of my mom’s massive tits bouncing around in all directions because of my cock thrusting in and out of my mom’s vagina was too much for me to take.

“Oh god mom! I’m going to cum soon. Should I pull out?”

“NO! I want to feel you cum inside of mommy. I want my son’s seed deep inside of me. Give me another baby.”

That was all I needed to hear as shot my load deep into her womb. Stream after stream of cum pumped out of my cock as I felt my mom’s cunt tighten around me. “Oh Will! I’m cumming again! Oh son! Yes! Your juices feel so warm and gooey inside me. I love it.” My cock finally went limp and I slid it out of my mom’s pussy.

“Mom, I know I’ve said it before, but now you truely are the best mom ever. I love you so much.” I said out of breath.

“I love you too Will, and your not such a bad son either”

We fucked three more times that night. I came inside her every time. It was a good thing it was the weekend because we were both exhausted the next day. It was about 3 o’clock in the next afternoon when Sara called asking to come over. I wasn’t going to let her, because I wanted more alone time with my mom, but my mom convinced me otherwise. With that decision, I was in for another long day of wondrous sex.

Chapter 6- My Dream Girl

It was about 4:30 when Sara walked up to the door. I saw her through the front window. She was wearing a 3 sizes too small pink tank top that showed both the outline of her bra and her amazing abs. Her jean skirt barely came down over her ass and looked to be uncomfortably tight, but I certainly appreciated the look. I let her in with a hug and kiss and we sat down on the couch.

My mom walked out with a form fitting little black dress on that rivaled Sara outfit in sluttiness, “Since you two are going to be making out all damn night, I’m gonna go out with Becky. I will see you two later.” She strutted past us towards the door as both Sara and I stared directly at her ass the entire walk. She walked out of the door and pulled out of the driveway, leaving us alone.

“Wow, Will. Your mom is gorgeous”

“Yah you’re telling me” I thought that this would be the best time to tell Sara about what had happened between my mom and me the night before. “Sara I have to tell you about something…” I went on to tell her about the seduction and the sex as her face started to turn a deep red. “I hope you aren’t that mad at…” I was cut off as Sara lunged at me and stuck her tongue down my throat.

“Oh god Will, you have me so wet right now. I want to have sex in your mom’s bed. Anything to do with i****t gets me so hot. Come on” she grabbed my belt and led to my mom’s room.

“Sara, you are the sexiest girl ever,” I said as she started to strip right in front of me. First crossing her arms and gently sliding her tiny tank top up over her head, exposing her cute yellow cotton bra. I tried to go up and touch her abs, but she slapped my hand away, “No touching.” She seemed like she had done this before. Then she turned around moving and rocking her hips in a hypnotic motion. She bent over and I could see her matching yellow panties covering her soaking teen pussy. She unbuttoned her skirt and shook her ass until it fell down around her ankles. This girl definitely had some stripper talent. She unhooked her bra and tossed it onto my shoulder. Her tits were small but still developing. Her nipples were rock hard and pointed straight out me just begging to be nibbled on. I tried to take a step forward but Sara stuck her index finger out and waved it at me telling me to stay back. She lay back on the bed and stuck her legs up in the air. She was pumping her legs and I could see her panties getting darker up against the moisture of her pussy. She slid her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pulled them up over her feet, revealing her dripping, bald pussy. She hopped up and walked over to me and stuck her wet panties right into my mouth.

The taste of her juices set me off. I figured her little strip show was enough foreplay, so I picked her up and drove her down onto the bed. We kissed passionately as our tongues intertwined. We broke away from each other, “Wait Will, I have to tell you some thing first,” Sara said as she nervously looked up at me with her big, mesmerizing, brown eyes, “I’m still a virgin.”

“That’s fine. It actually makes this even better for me. We just have to go a little softer at first, and it is going to hurt for you at the beginning.”

“Yeah, I know the girls at school always talk about it. They say that when it breaks there is bl**d that leaks out.”

“Yes, but I’ve been told that it is much better if you start out on top so you can control how deep and how hard I go into you.” I rolled over and lifted her small frame up on top of me, “Now just grab my cock and gently glide it in.” She wrapped her small hand around my cock and started to stroke it up and down.

“This is so big I don’t know how it’s going to fit inside me. I can barely fit two fingers in there”

“It’s fine it will fit perfectly, just sit on it and gently lower yourself down”

She got up on her knees and scooted forward just above my cock. She put my tip right up against it, but looked right into my eyes. She looked scared, but incredibly horny. She bit her bottom lip and slid my cock inside her, “Oh God! It’s so tight.” She dropped down millimeter by millimeter, “It starting to really hurt.” I could feel my cock meet some resistance and knew I hit her hymen.

“Now this is the part that’s going to be the most painful,” I said as I looked up into those worried big brown eyes. “If you just drop down faster it will be like just ripping a band-aid off instead of dragging it out.”

“Holy shit! That hurts so bad” I felt my dick slide deeper inside and bl**d dripped down into my lap. “It’s starting to loosen up. I think I can go a little faster now” She started to bounce a little up and down. This felt incredible completely different from anything I experienced with my mom the night before. I looked right into her eyes as her pussy started to tighten around my cock. “Yes, Will! This feels incredible! Oh God, I’m cumming so hard!”

Now was the time to have some fun. I sat up and slid my ass down to the end of the bed. I stood up holding Sara’s ass in my arms; all without take my dick out of her. She wrapped her arms around the back of my neck, as I started to lift her up and drop her back down onto my dick. “Oh Yes! This feels even better than before. Fuck me harder. Harder!” I started to thrust my hips up in rhythm with my lifts, “Yes! I’m going to cum again Will! FUCK ME!!!!!” Her whole body convulsed as she let out a huge moan.

I was so close. As I spun around and set her down on my mom’s bed. I was pumping as hard as I could, “Sara, I about to cum. Should I pull out?”

“Will, you better not pull out,” we both looked at each confused as the voice came from the doorway behind me. “I’ve watched this entire show. I don’t want a bad ending to ruin it.”

“Mom! You’ve been there the entire time. Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Mrs. Connor! I’m so sorry”

“Sara, honey, it’s perfectly fine,” my mom started to walk towards us both. “Now finish inside her. I want to see this up close,” she said as she lay down on her stomach with her chin resting on Sara’s left thigh.

“Oh yes, Will. Cum deep inside me. I want to feel your sperm inside me.”

I could tell that my mom being there was really turning Sara on even more. I knew that it was making me hornier, and I got ready to explode. What must have been the most cum I had ever felt came pouring out of me and into Sara’s womb, “Oh that feels wonderful, Will. I want you to do this every time we fuck.”

I leaned down and kissed Sara right on the mouth, “You guys put on an amazing performance. I wish I upgraded to front row seats sooner”

“Mom, I thought you were going out with Becky?”

“No, I just made that up so I could spy on what you guys were doing if you thought you were home alone, and I’m glad I did”

“Mrs. Connor, why don’t you join us next time?”

“I would love to Sara, but I think that you two should just be alone together. You just seem perfect for each other. I’m still here anytime either of you need to spice things up. Just let me know and I will help out. I just don’t want to get in the way for now.”

“Mom, you know you are welcome anytime you want to join in.”

“Thank you guys” my mom smiled as she hugged both of us, which was kind of strange given that Sara and I were both naked and my mom still had her dress on. “Now you two go shower and we can go out and get some dinner”

Prologue- Emma

Sara hopped into the shower and I got on my computer to check my email. I saw a message from an Emma Chapman:

Will,

I know we haven’t seen each other in like 10 years, but I am your half s****r Emma. I was only 3 the last time I saw you, so I don’t really remember, but I really want to meet you. My dad, or our dad, just told me that I’m going to an all girls’ boarding school in the fall. It is all the way across the country, but just happens to be only an hour away from your house. I just wanted to contact you to ask if we could meet up once I get out there in August. If you don't want to, just let me know, I understand.

Love,
Your Little s****r
Emma

I sat there on my bed confused, but kind of excited. I hadn't seen her since I was 9 and she barely even talked then. I had always wanted a sibling and I guess I had one the whole time that I had forgot about. August was still a few months away, so I figured that I still had time to think about what to say before I responded to the message.

“Will, I’m done showering, you can get in now” I turned off my computer and kissed Sara in her towel and wet hair as I walked to the bathroom.... Continue»
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Eve (A true story...OK, maybe not)

Going back in time to give the first woman her first orgasm...hey, somebody had to do it...

Eve (A true story...OK, maybe not)

Hello people. Hope you are doing well out there in Fantasy Land. What, you say you are not in Fantasy Land? Oh you will be soon. Don't worry, because we are going deep into Fantasy Land. So deep, we may never return. And believe me, you will go to Fantasy Land with me. Even if I have to pick you up and sling you over my shoulder. So come with me, to Fantasy Land.

It all started innocently enough one fine day back in the eighties. If you recall from a previous story, Rich and I ventured into the alarm business. This was in addition to our core business of telephone system installation and repair. In order to design better alarm systems we hired a guy named Carl. A real whiz k**. A bit nerdy, but a real genius. If you recall Carl invented a time machine. I being the adventurous type, was the first to try it out. Went all the way back to Chicago 1962. Had a great time by the way. Oh yeah, that girl was fine, like fine wine. It took me a while to recover after I got back. Let me tell you people, this time travel stuff is rough on the body. Talk about jet lag, you have no idea. But, anyway...I thought it time to give it another try. I had time to get back in the swing of things and I was just itching for a new adventure. So, while at the office one day I decided it was time to talk to Carl again.

"Carl my man." I started.

"Yes," he answered.

"Carl, does that time machine of yours still work?" I asked.

"Oh yes," he said excitedly, "In fact it is better than ever. I can send you anywhere, anytime real quick now."

"Good." I said, "Hey, you don't think we can try it out again do you?"

"Um, I don't see why not," he said, "I just have to start it up. Give me a minute."

The lights in the room suddenly dimmed for a moment as needles moved and panel lights flashed. There was a momentary hum from the machine.

"Where do you want to go this time?" Carl asked hesitantly.

"Oh, I want to go way back this time. All the way back to the time of Adam and Eve." I stated with confidence, "You know, the dawn of creation. The origin of mankind."

"Oh, I don't know," started Carl, "That might be a bit dangerous. There might still be dinosaurs and wild a****ls running around. You sure?"

"Oh yea, I'm sure." I stated. I think I was sure, but what the heck. How dangerous can it be? I mean, this is a fantasy.

"Well, alright." Carl said.

"Oh, by the way." I started, "How do I get back?"

Last time I just sort of got lucky. This time I had to ask.

"Just snap your fingers on your right hand three times in a row." Carl answered.

Hmmm...Three times in a row. I have to remember that.

"Well, I'm ready. Shall we do it?" I asked boldly.

Carl pushed some buttons and twirled some knobs. Colored lights flickered on and off as the machine hummed louder. He punched some numbers into his keyboard. Once again the room started to spin out of control. I felt funny. My head started to spin and I felt lightheaded. I shook, I started to sweat. My mind started to race at a fast pace. I was out of control and there was no stopping it now.

I woke up on a deserted beach. The water was relatively calm as the waves gently kissed the shoreline. The sky was a deep blue with a few snow white clouds hanging low like cotton candy. There were trees off in the distance as the white sand beach receded into what appeared to be woods. I took in the beautiful scenery for a moment. The air seemed so fresh and pure by the water I didn't want to leave the gorgeous white sand. I knew I had a mission, though. I turned away from the water and started walking towards the woods.

Once I reached the wooded area I was once again in awe of the natural beauty. As I walked through the dense forest, I looked up and saw seemingly endless amounts of colorful birds flying around carefree in a truly natural habitat. The trees all seemed to have leaves of deep green and grew straight and tall. I could hear the calls of various a****ls in the distance, no doubt not used to a human visitor passing through. After continuing on for some time longer, I paused to rest. I leaned against the bark of a large oak tree and took a deep breath. The air was so clean and pure it seemed to have almost a cleansing effect on the body. Suddenly, I heard a noise in the distance. It sounded like footsteps.

"Who goes there?" I asked quietly.

There was silence.

"Who is there?" I inquired.

I walked for a moment and suddenly came face to face with a handsome, youthful man dressed in only a couple of fig leaves and a vine. He was carrying a few coconuts and seemed quite startled as I approached.

"I'm sorry." I said as he suddenly drew back, "You must be Adam."

The young man looked me over cautiously for a minute. His gaze was intense at first as he sized me up. After a few more moments he spoke.

"Coconut?" He held out his hand offering me his find.

"No, I just ate." I said, "Thanks anyway."

"Coconut." Adam repeated.

"No, um, I'm Alan. Pleased to meet you." I offered him my hand.

Adam stared at me again in curiosity. I had to be the first man he has ever seen. After a few moments he stuck out his hand and shook mine.

"Adam," he said.

"Yes, you're Adam." I confirmed. There was no doubt in my mind who he was.

"Adam," he repeated, this time pointing to himself, "Adam."

Not much of a talker I thought to myself. I guess language skills were not particularly well developed back then. Adam will never be known in history for his literary skills. Heck, history is not even a subject yet in schools. Come to think of it, there aren't even schools yet. We are still thousands of years away from literature and poetry. I am starting to see why.

We travel a fairly well worn path through the dense forest. I can tell Adam has taken this route many times before. He seems to know exactly where he is going. After a while the trees start to become more widely spaced. I can see bright blue skies overhead. I can hear birds singing in the distance. The sun is shining brightly on this beautiful clear day. There are colorful flowers everywhere as hummingbirds and bees fly around gathering nectar. We are soon standing in the middle of this giant paradise. In the center a giant fruit tree rises up majestically. I think to myself that this has to be the most beautiful place I have ever seen. I realize we are in the Garden of Eden.

While standing in the garden a chimpanzee runs up to us excitedly and grabs Adam's hand.

"Brenda." Adam says, pointing to the chimp.

"Brenda?" I ask.

"Brenda," he repeats.

Brenda the chimp. OK, so it is Adam, Eve and Brenda the chimp. Don't recall reading that in the Bible. Then again I don't recall reading the Bible, but that is another story.

The three of us start walking towards a thatched hut. It is a crude affair, covered partially in dried mud and leaves. Adam goes inside briefly while Brenda and I wait outside. In a moment, Adam emerges with the most beautiful young woman I have ever seen. She has auburn hair and big green eyes that sparkle in the sun. She is wearing only fig leaves, strategically placed and held by a vine tied in the back. Hmmm, I think. I wonder how easy that is to untie.

"You must be Eve." I start. "I'm Alan."

"Eve. Eve." Adam smiles, obviously proud of his gorgeous mate.

I look into Eve's gorgeous eyes as she stands in the Garden of Eden. Man, there is something I'd like to plant in her garden I think to myself. Eve just smiles back silently. In a moment Brenda seems to get a bit agitated. I look to my right and see two chimpanzees going at it as the male takes the female from behind.

Suddenly, Adam grabs Eve and bends her over. He gets behind her and starts humping away. I cover my eyes not really wanting to see the sight before me. Brenda is jumping up and down excitedly and making all sorts of chimp noises. In a minute it is over. I uncover my eyes to see Adam standing there with a big proud grin on his face and Eve looking a bit unenthusiastic.

"Like monkey." I say, pointing off towards the chimps.

"Like monkey." Adam says with a huge grin on his face.

I think to myself that this Adam guy is a real minuteman. I guess he doesn't have much to go on. It will be years before sex books and Playboy magazine. Heck, it will be at least a hundred thousand years before sex fantasy web sites. I wonder what people do around here for entertainment I think to myself. Then it hits me. Eve has probably never had an orgasm. Not if all she has is Adam. I start to realize the first woman in the world has never had her first orgasm.

Wow, was my mind racing as I stood there in the Garden of Eden. I felt like saying to Adam, move over son and I'll show you how it's done. Somehow it didn't really seem right though, did it? Messing with scripture and all. No, not me.

I looked at Eve standing there after she straightened up. She had a coy smile on her face. She was looking at me with what I perceived to be a longing look. Man, she was hot looking in those fig leaves. She was without a doubt not used to seeing other guys in the area. All she had was Adam. At least she didn't have to worry about him cheating on her. Hell, if he ever came home smelling of sex, she would have to look at Brenda. I didn't really want to think about it.

"You come here often?" I asked her, trying to lighten the mood.

Eve just stared at me with those big starry eyes. What was going on in her mind I wondered? Did the first woman on Earth find me attractive? I know Adam had first dibs, but man was my mind racing again.

Eve didn't say much. Linguistic skills apparently left a lot to be desired in those days. Wow, I thought. Here is a hot looking woman that doesn't talk. As I stood there in the Garden of Eden staring at Eve, I knew this had to be a fantasy.

Later that day Adam took me for a tour of the garden with Brenda as Eve stayed home and did her chores. We returned to the hut later for a meal of dinosaur and coconut milk. After that the four of us took a stroll around the Garden of Eden. As we were strolling along, once again Brenda became agitated. I looked out in the field and once again saw two chimps going at it. Once again, Adam bent Eve over and started humping her from behind. Once again, Brenda started jumping up and down making loud chimp noises. Once again, I closed my eyes not really needing to see the first couple getting it on.

I thought to myself, why isn't Eve pregnant? I mean Adam has certainly been giving it to her at every opportunity. Could the first man be shooting blanks? I wondered.

When it was over, about a minute later, Adam once again had that huge grin on his face.

"Like monkey," he said proudly.

"Like monkey." I agreed.

That night we all slept comfortably on straw on the floor of the hut. It was a cool evening and sl**ping was easy except for Brenda's snoring. When morning came, Eve cooked a hearty breakfast of dinosaur eggs and coconut milk. After breakfast we all took a stroll through the garden. The roses were in full bloom along with a wide variety of other flowers. It was quite beautiful and colorful. I picked a rose and handed it to Eve. She took it and smiled at me, her big eyes sparkling in the morning sun.

We strolled on until we came to the coconut groves. The coconuts hung in reach, like Christmas ornaments at the holiday season. It all looked so glorious. As we strolled slowly enjoying the wonderful fresh morning air in the Garden, once again Brenda became agitated. I looked over yonder and once again I saw two chimps getting it on in full view. Once again Adam got excited and started humping Eve from behind as Brenda jumped up and down wildly. Once again I shielded my eyes.

After a brief moment my curiosity got the best of me. I took my hands away from my face and surveyed the scene before me. I almost could not believe my eyes. As Brenda jumped up and down, Adam was humping away just as he observed the monkeys doing. Except as I got closer I realized nobody had told him he has to actually stick his cock in one of the holes!

As I stood there wide-eyed in amazement it dawned on me. Not only has the first woman on the planet never had an orgasm, but she is most likely still a virgin! I had to act fast.

I walked over to one of the coconut trees and grabbed a coconut with each hand. I walked over beside Adam as he was humping on Eve's butt and put out my left hand containing one of the coconuts.

"Coconut?" I asked.

Adam paused and glanced at the coconut for a moment. With the other hand I whacked him on the back of the head with the other coconut. He immediately went down.

Eve looked up in bewilderment as Brenda continued jumping up and down.

"Help me drag him over there." I said to Eve. She did not seem to understand.

I dragged Adam's groggy body over to one of the coconut trees and tied him to the trunk with a vine. A few minutes later he awoke, still with a throbbing erection. Oh well, I thought. Tough luck, though I thought I saw Brenda heading over that way. Definitely don't want to look at that.

I grabbed Eve by the hand. She smiled at me and stared up with those big green eyes. Her long auburn hair shone brightly in the sun. We walked hand in hand to the middle of the Garden of Eden under the big fruit tree. I grabbed Eve by the shoulders and planted a big passionate kiss on her luscious lips. I proceeded to nibble at her cheek as my tongue found its way to her ear lobe. I delicately caressed her ear lobes with my tongue as she sighed.

I then made my way down her neck with my soft kisses holding her firm by the shoulders. When I got to her breasts, I tore away the fig leaves revealing perky young nipples that pointed to the morning sky. I teased her engorged nipples with my tongue as I caressed her perfect rounded breasts. Her soft moans filled my ears as the fresh air and scent of the wild flowers filled my nostrils.

I made my way down her stomach with my kisses until I got to the fig leaf covering her soft mound. I undid the vine holding the leaf in place with my teeth as I laid her down under the apple tree in the Garden of Eden. I spread her legs and kissed her from her toes up towards her womanhood paying special attention to the insides of her soft thighs. I kissed and nibbled alternately at each thigh as I approached her soft mound. Her wetness was glistening in the morning sun as she lies on her back among the wild flowers in the Garden of Eden. Her delicate scent intermingled with the scent of the many flowers and plants forming a feast for my senses as I began to kiss her delicate folds with my lips and tongue. Her soft moans became increasingly louder as I worked my tongue in circles around her engorged button as I fingered her moist love canal. As her body responded to my increased stimulation, I rose up on my knees and presented her wanting womanhood with my engorged member. Slowly inserting my entire length, I began to thrust. Slowly at first I began to take the first woman on Earth under the apple tree. Gradually increasing my intensity, her moans turned to screams of passion as her tightening pussy clenched my shaft and milked me of every drop. We both came together, the first woman on Earth and myself as brightly colored birds and a****ls nodded in approval from their distant perches.

When it was over, we held each other close enjoying each other's company. We each glanced at each other longingly recalling the special moment we just shared.

Eve and I began to make love on a regular basis in the Garden of Eden. Sometimes under the apple tree, other times in meadows of wildflowers as the birds sang overhead. It was all very romantic as we fed each other wild berries right off the vine and walked hand in hand through this paradise. It seemed Eve forgot all about Adam at this point.

Our lovemaking trysts went on for a number of days. One morning while sitting under the apple tree with Eve, I noticed she had been getting sick. Was she pregnant, I thought? This was about a hundred thousand years before the pill. Then it hit me. If I impregnated the first woman on the planet, that would make me the father of the universe. All mankind would be my descendents. Wow, I thought. It was truly mind-boggling.

As I was basking in my newfound importance, something else suddenly hit me. If I am the father of all mankind, that might come with a bit of responsibility. Food, clothing, college, c***d support. Oh my God, I thought. Just as I was starting to think I want out, an apple fell out of the tree and hit Eve on the head. I was just about to snap my fingers three times when I saw Eve pick it up and put it to her mouth.

"Don't eat that!" I shouted.

It was too late. She took a bite.

Suddenly dark clouds started to form overhead. The sky turned pitch black as the Earth started to tremble.

"We got to get out of here!" I yelled.

I grabbed Eve by the hand and began running towards the forest. On the way we went through the coconut grove. Adam was still tied to the tree with Brenda nearby.

"Almost forgot." I exclaimed.

I quickly untied Adam and led the three of them through the forest. Loud thunder bursts and bolts of lightning struck the ground around us as the Garden of Eden was slowly destroyed. The high winds and torrential rains were making it difficult to see but we found our way to the shore. It was calm by the shore. The clear blue water was still and the sun shone over the white sand.

I turned and looked at my hosts. Eve looked longingly at me with those big green eyes. Brenda looked at me, well like a chimp. Adam just looked at me.

I turned to Eve and spoke.

"Look girl, we had some good times together but I have to move on." I started, "I think you learned a few things maybe you can pass on."

I casually glanced at Adam who looked like he needed a shower.

Eve just continued her longing glances with those big eyes. I knew what I had to do.

"Goodbye people. Later." I spoke.

With that I turned back towards the water and snapped the fingers of my right hand three times.

I suddenly felt everything around me start to spin. My mind started to race as I began to shake. I felt lightheaded as everything began spinning real fast.

I woke up back in a chair at work. Carl was standing in front of me staring.

"How did it go?" He asked.

"Would you believe I'm your great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather?" I asked.

Carl just continued to stare at me. I got up and went into my office and sat down at my desk. I felt hungry from the trip. I was hoping I had something to eat in my desk.

I opened the desk drawer. Only thing I have to eat is an apple. Suddenly I lost my appetite. I went back to work.

07-10-09.


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Ex-girlfriend Sarah, true story 2

This is the next true story about ex-girlfriend Sarah, telling the world what a horny exhibitionist she is. I think she was about 23 years old when this incident took place. What a dirty, horny girl she is. Just read on….

We had gone on another dirty weekend, this time to the city of Plymouth on the south coast of England, UK. We got there on a Friday evening and spent the time eating good food, drinking nice wine and fucking a few times before midnight. The next day we went for a walk early Saturday afternoon. We got into a bit of a rough area of Plymouth, but it was okay. Suddenly, as we were passing a pub, Sarah stopped dead, looked at something in the window of the bar, caught hold of my hand and pulled me in through the door. She pointed to a table, said sit down, I’ll get us a drink, and walked up to the bar. The only other people in there were a young couple, who was talking to the man behind the bar, who was also quite young, maybe mid-twenties. Sarah stood near them, obviously listening to the conversation. Then the barman wrote down something that the couple was telling him. Then they left and Sarah asked for our drinks. She exchanged a few words with the barman and, after she’d paid for the drinks, he handed her a leaflet.

She put the drinks down in front of us and said ‘I don’t know how you are going to feel about this, but it’s something I’ve always wanted to do. Look, before you say no, please, I want to do this’ and she handed me the leaflet. It read ‘Amateur Strip Night. Ever fancied being a stripper? Win a fantastic money prize by showing how good you are to an audience of enthusiastic guys and gals on this Saturday night’.

Sarah said ‘Kevin, look, I know I’ll be showing my body off to loads of men, but I would love to do this, just once. What do you think?’

Well, I’ve never been jealous about guys seeing any girlfriend I’d ever had, say topless on a beach. In fact, I’ve never told any of them, but I love watching men as their eyes are on my girlfriends’ bodies. I didn’t like to tell her all that, so I said ‘Well, I suppose it’s okay, if you really want to. And it will just be for once, won’t it. And, look, you’ve had quite a few boyfriends before me and I’m certain they’ve all seen you naked, so, what the hell if more men see you. Go on, go for it’.

Sarah looked at me, then waved the barman over to our table. She said ‘Okay, I’ll do it. It’s tonight, isn’t it? But, I’ve never done anything like this before. You said that you hold these contests every few months. Will you tell me what I need to do, to win?’

The barman thought for a moment, then said ‘Look, I’ve got to close the bar now and lock the doors, but, I can give you 15 to 20 minutes to tell you what you have to show the guys, so that you win, and you can have a practice strip now. I guess my reward will be to see you get naked now from closer than I’ll get to see, later tonight when there’s a full audience in. Sarah looked at me. I nodded and she smiled, happy that she was going to get told how to win.

The barman locked the doors and took us to the other end of the bar, where there was a low stage and a pole to do a poledance around. He put some raunchy music on and said ‘Okay, just start to dance around the pole and I’ll tell you what you are doing right and how to get even better.

I knew Sarah was wearing stockings, since I’d had a feel up her skirt before we’d left the hotel. She had on a fairly short black skirt and an ivory coloured blouse. She’s stripped for me in the past, so she knew how to do it a bit. She danced round the pole, then squatted down. Her skirt rode up a bit and she moved her knees apart, showing us her stocking-tops. The barman said ‘Oh yes. Definitely wear stockings. Best to get some black ones for tonight though’. Sarah stood up and the barman said ‘Okay, start to unbutton your blouse now’. Sarah moved so sexily to the music and smiled cheekily as she undid the buttons slowly. She said ‘Look, I know this bra is a bit big. I’ve got a half-cup bra back at the hotel that shows a lot more and I’ll wear that tonight’. Her blouse was soon off and she went to undo the zipper at the back of her skirt.

The barman said ‘Hang on. Look, give the guys a little glimpse of your tits now, then they’ll know they’ll get to see more of them, later. Lean forward, then pull your bra straps down off your shoulders, then pull the front of your bra down until you’re showing your nipples. Just a flash, then pull it back up again’. Sarah gave us both a good show of the top half of her tits and I could see her nipples were really, really hard. She was loving showing herself off.

Then she turned her back to us, undid the zipper at the back of her skirt, then bent forward and slowly pulled the skirt down, showing us that she had on a tiny g-string and displaying her stocking-tops and her creamy thighs.

She said ‘How much do the girls generally show?’ The barman replied ‘Well, some girls will not even take their bras off, others get topless but don’t take their panties off, others strip naked. But the girls who show the most always win. If you want to be sure of winning the prize, well, you have to show everything. It just depends if you are happy to do that and just how much you want the prize.

Sarah said ‘I’ll do whatever it takes. I don’t care what I show them all. How many men will get to see me?’ The barman said ‘Hundreds, mostly guys, but a few girls too’. Sarah thought for a moment and said ‘Okay, let’s do it. Tell me what to do’.

The barman said ‘Okay, lean forward towards us again. Now undo your bra behind your back and let is slowly fall off your tits. Right, now, this is really important. The guys love this. Wobble your tits from side to side as you are leaning forward’. Sarah let the bra fall off her, then shook her shoulders so her tits wobbled back and fore. ‘Oh that’s it, that’s perfect. That’s so fucking sexy’ said the barman, staring at my ex-girlfriend’s tits as the bounced around.

He said ‘Right dance around a bit, but do it with a lot of enthusiasm, you your tits bounce a bit. That’s it. The guys like that. Right, now. Turn your back to us, stand with your ankles a bit apart, then lean forward. That’s it. Now catch hold of the waistband of your panties. Right, pull them down to your ankles and lean right forward as you do it’.

And Sarah did, without a trace of embarrassment, or trying to hide anything. There, right in front of us, she showed us her pussy lips, right between her legs. The barman, the bastard, even squatted down right behind her to get a better look. ‘Ah, that’s great’ he said ‘I was going to suggest you made sure your pussy lips were well shaved, but you already are. Fuck, you’ve got a pretty pussy. Right, now, the final thing two things you have to do. Stand up straight, turn towards us, stand with your legs apart a bit, then give your shoulders one last shake so your tits wobble around’. Sarah did and those lovely tits seemed to have a mind of their own. She wobbled them, then moved around a bit, making sure they were bouncing up and down, too.

The barman said ‘Right, the winning move. Stand back so your back is right against the pole. Now gradually slide down it, so you are squatting down. That’s it. Now, if you really, really want to win, open your knees as wide as you can’. Sarah did and as she opened them wide, she smiled at us. Her pussy lips, whenever she was wet and horny, always used to open up a bit, and they did. The barman just stared at her open pussy. Sarah looked down and said ‘Oh, I’m certainly showing a lot, aren’t I. Oh well, if that’s what it takes to win’.

Then she stood up and picked up her clothes. The barman stopped the music and said ‘I just need your name, or a false name if you want to give it. There are six girls in total and I’ll put you on last’. We talked for a few more minutes, with Sarah standing right in front of him now, still naked, and I noticed that he was looking down at her tits all the time. Sarah knew he was and looked at me and smiled.

Then, Sarah got dressed and we left the bar. We found a shop that sold black stockings and Sarah bought them, along with the smallest g-string and bra I’ve ever seen. Then she bought a short white dress that was bound to show her stocking-tops.

We went back to the hotel and later Sarah got ready. She put the outfit on and wore a long coat over it. As the time got closer she got more and more nervous, but was still determined to go through with it. We took a taxi back to the bar and walked in, at 7.30 in the evening. The place was rammed. There must have been well over 100 guys and a few girls. Maybe 150 to 200 were going to see my ex-girlfriend get naked.

The barman greeted us and showed Sarah where the dressing room was. She said ‘Oh, I’m wearing my outfit already and she opened her coat. The barman looked her up and down and said ‘Oh yes’. We had a few drinks at the bar to steady Sarah’s nerves. Then the barman explained that Sarah and the other girls had to stay in the dressing room so they couldn’t see what the first, second, etc.,, girl did to strip, so they couldn’t just learn off them and show a bit more. Sarah went into the changing room with the other girls, along with a couple of Vodka and tonics to help build up her courage.

Then, it got to 9pm and it was time for the first girl to strip. The barman was the MC and got on the microphone to announce the first girl. There were a couple of huge bouncers there by the dressing room door to protect the girls, and one of them opened the door to let the first girl out, just as the barman started the stripper music.

Well, the first girl was pretty rubbish. She didn’t know how to move and, although she did take her bra off, she had a pretty awful boob job. There was some polite applause when she finished. The second girl was a bit better. The third was terrible and didn’t even get her tits out. The fourth was pretty good and the guys applauded. She did take her bra and g-string off, but didn’t open her legs at all. The fifth girl was rubbish. Then Sarah came out.

She got up on the stage and started to move to the music. One guy next to me said to his friend ‘Now, this is more like it’. Then ‘Fuck, she’s got great legs. I love black stockings’. Then ‘Oh fuck, she is so, so sexy. She gets my vote. The barman’s a mate of mine and he told me she’s going to show her pussy to us all’.

And, I watched, as my girlfriend stripped for about 200 guys to stare at. She gave me a hard-on and I’m sure every guy in the audience got one too. She did what the barman had told her to do. Her bar came off and she shook her shoulders to make her tits wobble. The cheers were deafening. I noticed the other girls had all come out of the dressing room and were watching. They didn’t look at all happy as the guys shouted, clapped and cheered Sarah as she stripped.

As she turned her back to the audience and pulled her g-string right down, the guys at the front squatted right down behind her and she bent right forward, looked at the guys as they stared at her pussy lips and grinned at them, really happy to be showing her pussy off to them all. The guy next to me said to his friend ‘Fuck, look at what she’s showing. I’d love to shove my dick up inside that’.

Finally, Sarah did it. I didn’t know if she would have the confidence, but she did. She put her back to the pole, slid down it so she was squatting, then suddenly opened her legs so, so wide. Even from where I was, near the back, I could see her pussy lips come open. Wide open. She was showing everything she could to 200 guys and she was smiling and so happy as they cheered and cheered.

The music stopped and Sarah stood up, picked up her bra and g-string, and flung them into the audience. Then she pulled her short dress over her head. Then the barman called the other girls up onto the stage. Whoever got the loudest cheer as their names were called was the winner. Well, no doubt about it. Sarah won by a mile.

She looked round for me and I waved, caught her eye and pointed over to the bar. As she pushed though the crowds of guys they all clapped and patted her on the back. She got to the bar and the barman got there at the same time. He said ‘You are the best we’ve ever had here. All your drinks are on me for the rest of the evening’. Well, Sarah certainly needed a few drinks after that. I was stood leaning on the bar, sideways and Sarah was facing the bar. After her third drink she pushed herself up against me a bit and whispered in my ear ‘My dress is really short and my g-string has gone’. I knew what she wanted and I slipped my hand under the hem of her dress and between her legs. Her pussy lips were really wet and, making sure that no one noticed, I slipped two fingers up inside her. She was soaking wet up there. She looked at me and whispered ‘I hope it’ll be your dick, not your fingers, that I feel up there, when we get back to the hotel’. I grinned and she smiled back.

Jus then the barman came over to us and I quickly took my fingers out of Sarah. He said ‘It’s prize time. Your cash is in the changing room and the bouncers are looking after it. Why don’t you both go in there and get it. By the way, the bouncers loved your strip but because of where they were, they didn’t see much. Give them a bit of a look at you, if you don’t mind. They are good guys and they would love a bit of a show from you’. Sarah smiled and nodded, and I knew she was still horny enough to want to show herself off a bit more.

We went into the changing room and the two bouncers smiled and clapped as we entered. One said ‘That was a fantastic strip. Best we’ve ever seen. Here’s your money’ and he handed Sarah an envelope stuffed with cash. Sarah handed it to me and said ‘Look, you’ve both been great, too. But you couldn’t have seen much of my body from where you were. Would you like to see what the guys in the front row of the audience saw?’ They looked at each other as though all their Christmases had come at once and nodded. Sarah said ‘Okay, bring those two seats together and sit down’. Then, with them sitting in front of her, she turned her back to them, slowly bent forward, right the way down, and pulled the hem of the dress up. The look on their faces and they stared at her pussy lips, right in front of them.

Then she turned to face them. They stared at her stocking-tops, then her pussy, then her tits, as she slowly pulled her dress right up, then off, over her head. She stood with her legs apart and said ‘Go on then. Enjoy yourselves. Have a good look at me’, and their eyes were roaming all over her body. One of them said ‘Your tits are fantastic. They look really firm’, then he glanced at me and back to Sarah. We all knew what he meant. Sarah looked at me and I thought for a moment, then nodded.

Sarah smiled at me, then moved right up close to them and caught hold of one hand of each of them. She pulled their hands up and said ‘You can tell me if you think they really are firm’ and then she placed each of their hands on her tits. Those two guys couldn’t believe their luck. They gently fondled each of Sarah’s tits, then squeezed and groped them. I just stood there and enjoyed the sight of two guys feeling up my girlfriend’s titties. They just didn’t want to let go. Sarah let them feel her for a good minute, before moving back and saying ‘One last thing. I did promise you that you’d see what the guys in the front of the audience saw’ and she pulled another chair up so it was facing them. She sat down on it, leant back, lifted her legs up and opened them wide. I stepped forward so I was behind the bouncers, so I could get a better look, too. Sarah’s pussy was glistening wet and was wide open. We could see her clit and the entrance to her vagina. She looked down and said ‘Oh hell, I’m showing you everything, aren’t I?’ She let them look for a moment, then got up and put her dress on. She said to me ‘Come on, back to the hotel. There’s something I need you to do for me’. And we walked out of the bar. Sarah had picked her coat up, but as we got outside she said ‘Oh, it’s too warm to wear this’, and we walked back to the hotel, with Sarah in her tiny dress, the tops of her black stockings and creamy white thighs on show to anyone who wanted to look. And, dozens of guys did as they walked by.

Back at the hotel, well, what can I say? Rampant sex for hours and hours. She said ‘You’ve been so good to me, letting me play out my fantasy. To reward you, you can do anything you want to me tonight. Anything you want’. And I did.
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Posted by KevinGraves2 3 years ago  |  Categories: Voyeur  |  
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my gf and her friend true story

Ive been going out with my GF for just over 2 years we have done it all we fuck alot most off the time we see eachother pretty much but this is a true story honestly and want to share it

Me and my gf and her friends went to a club as usually were together and bla bla lets get to the fact everytime me and my gf go to a club we stay in a hotel and gett very d***k just as were leaving the club early her best friend just broke up with her bf and is really upset and very d***k and so are we we tell her we will pay for her taxi home but she wont let us and were afraid that she wont get home safe so my gf asks her to come with us first im like fuckkk if she comes i cant fuck my gf !!

so she comes gets in the taxi with us and there talking there usual girl to girl break up shit till we get out off taxi my gf is pissed and so is her friend and me my gf says to her friend you just got to kiss someone hotter and she says i no my gf says i dare you to guys to kiss! i was laughing winked and said OKAY but my gf was like im serious so we went in messing start kissing my gf joined in rubbing my dick then they start kissing we get back to the holel and we have a few more shots and i get on my bed toplessmy gf gets on my starts kissing me and says to her friend come over stop being a fag she comes over we all start kissing while my gf is grinding on my dick and says to her friend take his dick out she does and im not to hard yet cause im very d***k my gf says suck it and her mate laughs and says this is crazy and starts licking my balls first while stroking my cock my gf turns arounf going into 69 position sucking my cock and my gfs friend is licking my balls i start licking my gf pussy up to her asshole putting my tounge in her asshole and pussy i get rock solid i get my gf off my put them both on there knees fuck both there mouths so hard spit is everywhere my cock was dripping with two girls saliva i make my gfs friend stand up and start fingering her pussy while my gf is still sucking and im kissing her friend i trow them both on the bed and start licking and fingering them squeezing and slapping both there tits

i then get up and put my dick in my gf and fuck her so hard while her friend gets on her my gf starts licking her pussy and im fucking my gf while sucking and licking her toes after a few mins i pull my gfs friend back in doggy they start kissing while my gf is under her and i fuck my gfs friend doggy so hard grabbing her hips smashing into her deeper and deeper then i lie on my back and they both start sucking my till my gf gets in cowgirl and i start fucking her while her friend puts her pussy in my face then they switch with my gfs friend in cowgirl my gf is sucking and licking my ballss down to my asshole this had to make me cum i push her down and come on both there faces then we all shower and that was end of that !!!!... Continue»
Posted by davideitaliano 3 years ago  |  Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore  |  
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A young guy. An older woman (Not true story)

I am not author of this story.

We all of us enjoy sexual thoughts at one time or another and what follows is a fictional tale involving some of my own.

I think I surprised even myself at how lengthy the story is becoming. It still has some way yet to go. Therefore, in order to maintain an interest I felt it best to post this part now. Should anyone feel the need for a part 2, feel free to let me know.

I hope, given they are little more than a reflection of the thoughts of the slightly, older, more mature woman, this will not deter readers from enjoying the story.


As always, I welcome your comments.


My name is Maggie, a married 50 year old who I guess you can say, until recently had lead a fairly sheltered life sexually.

Married to my hubby for a good many years, like everyone else we have experienced the usual ups and downs of marriage but for the most part we've always got along well.

Of course, being married as long as we have life has tended to become a little repetitive...mundane and though we both try to vary the things we do it's never possible to capture that first "flush of youth" , yet, even if the sexual side of things has become less and less of late the two of us are nonetheless able to share a great many things with one another.

That said, I guess my life might have continued along the same mundane path had it not been for a particular, recent event that altered my thinking completely.....but before I get ahead of myself I ought to tell you a little about me as a person.

As I have said, I'm a 50 year old married woman. I stand five feet four in stockinged feet. I have auburn, shoulder length hair with hazel coloured eyes, a feature for some reason my hubby particularly likes and I regularly work out at the gym in the hope I can maintain a figure that defies my age.

I'd like to think I am a fun person and easy to get along with and while I would never say I was the most experienced woman sexually, I am far from being a prude.

It's true I can occasionally dress a little too conservatively and maybe there have been some who see me as somewhat prim and proper. It's also true, before I married I had only one or two relationships and of those only one that was truly sexual but that said, I am not averse to trying new and exciting things, besides, marriage in itself is a learning curve and that together with the maturity of my years does have its advantages.

For my sins, I work in a nursing home as a carer and it's here that recent events gave rise to a change in my life.

About six months ago a young guy started at the home, joining the kitchen staff as a Chef. The fact he was a good looking guy was reason enough for him to have caught my eye, as it did for many of the women there, young and old.

I guessed he was around 19 years of age, slim, a good six inches taller than myself, short brown hair, an infectious smile and deep blue eyes you could lose yourself in. All in all he was someone you'd call a fit looking guy.

Over a period of time we started to chat to one another. At first, it was clear he was somewhat shy and our conversations were little more than a "Good morning" usually said in passing as we both went about our jobs but as the days went by the "good mornings" lengthened and we would spend a few minutes chatting to one another.

While I never made it obvious, it's fair to say I found Wade (the young guy in question) sexually attractive but at 50 years of age and despite the fact I consider myself in good shape, I am a realist and didn't expect for a moment those type of feelings would be reciprocated. I simply assumed he was being nothing more than polite. However, the more we chatted the more he seemed to come out of his shell and it wasn't long before I found he appeared to enjoy flirting with me.

Of course flirting is hardly considered the crime of the century and in most cases can be little more than some harmless fun....but for a 50 year old to have a twenty something flirt with you is very flattering as well as being more than a little arousing.....

I should say, it wasn't every time we stopped to chat we would flirt for it was often the case other members of the staff would be in earshot, and I suspect neither of us wanted to overstep the mark, but it was enough that I found myself looking forward more and more to those moments when we'd get to share a few words together.

In truth the conversations never amounted to much...I would ask about his weekend...his social life and he'd ask about mine...The replies would more often than not be very matter of fact...nothing more than a brief description of what it was we'd done that particular weekend or evening but as the weeks passed our chats allowed us an insight into one another's personal lives and of course when the opportunity arose there would always be this underlying feeling we were flirting with one another.

Over a period of time the chats continued until it got to the point a kind of unwritten rule kicked in where both of us would be sure to take our breaks, not just at the same time but also after the other staff members had taken theirs, thereby ensuring wherever possible, the two of us were alone. This in itself used to excite me for it added a kind of illicit feel about our meetings.

One day, on one such break I'd been asking him about his weekend and happened to casually mention if he had taken his girlfriend out somewhere nice. The strange thing was, this many weeks down the line I'd realised he'd never mentioned a girlfriend and I'd never asked. It was then he informed me he wasn't seeing anyone and that most of his time was spent out and about with his male friends.

I suppose I must have shown some surprise the fact he wasn't dating for he felt the need to explain to me he did sometimes meet and enjoy the company of girls but it was never anything serious and that he found many girls around his age to be somewhat immature. When I asked what he meant by this he went on to explain how he seemed to attract the two kinds. The ones who wanted to settle down, buy a cottage with roses around the door and have k**s.....or the second kind who believed a good night out was nothing more than getting three parts to the wind or out of their heads on some uppers. He went on to say it was rare to find a girl who simply wanted to share a little fun time and added, because of this he'd always found older women more attractive. It seemed he felt they had gone through those phases and knew what they were about.

I have to admit, listening to him that day his words sent a chill coursing through my body and while I was careful not to show it, for the first time it entered my head his flirting with me may not have been entirely all in innocence.

Unfortunately, after this our conversations appeared to "cool" a little, I suspected he'd felt he may have overstepped the mark which was not the case at all. At one point I had even begun to wonder if he'd gone off the idea of flirting. In any event, if that were indeed the case there was little I could have done about it so I accepted how he felt it ought to be until one day I had cause to return some items to the kitchen.

It was around 7 pm, coming towards the end of my shift as I pushed my way through the kitchen swing doors. In truth I never gave a thought to the idea Wade might have been in there changing from his Chef's outfit into his everyday clothes in readiness to go home but, as I stepped through into the kitchen that's exactly what was happening.

For what seemed like an age the two of us just seemed to freeze. Him with his trousers halfway down his thighs...me open mouthed, my eyes drawn towards a pair of white briefs and an undeniably impressive manhood clearly outlined beneath the cotton material.

I guess we were stood there for no longer than a few seconds but at the time it seemed an age and throughout I could do nothing to avert my eyes.

When the spell was broken I quickly muttered an apology, placed the items I had returned on the worktop then turned and left, still with the image of his manhood burned into my memory.

That night, alone in bed, with my hubby as usual working away, I did something I hadn't done in a long while. I used my vibrator.

I lay there in my bed, a 50 year old married woman with my legs open calling Wades name out loud as I Fucked myself hard to the memory of his young cock, finally bringing myself off to a wonderful climax.

Afterwards yes, it's true I did feel some guilt but this was far and away outweighed by the pleasurable thoughts Wade had bought on.

It was a few days later before we next had the opportunity to chat to one another and though I sensed like me, he wanted to say something about what had happened that day we neither of us mentioned it.

We chatted again the following day....then the next and the next and it seemed to me, after the initial difficult period, the matter in the kitchen had proved something of a turning point. If I had any doubts about that notion they were dispelled once and for all the ensuing weekend.

It was a Saturday morning and with it drawing closer to Xmas, hubby and I drove to the nearest main town in order to do some Xmas shopping. To say the least, the weather was not at its best that day and on the journey back the rain was pounding against the windscreen causing us to drive far more slowly than usual, just in order to be able to see where we were going.

It was as we were driving through one of our neighbouring villages that I saw what I believed was a familiar figure walking along the roadside. As we passed by I turned to look back and pretty much yelled at my hubby to stop. It's a wonder we didn't crash.....

I quickly told him I thought it was Wade, the young guy from work, adding if it was then we needed to pick him up.

Sure enough, with hubby reversing back, as the figure drew closer it was indeed Wade.

He made a sorry looking sight as he headed towards our vehicle where I flung open the back door and ordered him inside.

The rain had been unrelenting all day and walking along the road as he had been, he was soaked through to the skin. Recognising who we were he thanked us for stopping and apologising for the rain dripping off his body he climbed inside onto the rear seat.

I told him not to be so silly and motioned for hubby to take us back home where I mentioned to Wade he could dry himself off.

A few minutes later we pulled into our driveway and leaving hubby to sort out the shopping, I ushered Wade from the car telling him to make his way into the house.

Once inside I removed my coat then took his from him hanging it up in the porch to dry as my hubby made his way in with the first of the bags of shopping.

"Let's get you out of those wet clothes while Mike makes us all a hot drink." I told him.

"That's ok Maggie. I'll be fine." he answered.

"Rubbish!" I told him. "You're soaked through to the skin. I can't have you going home like this. Follow me. I'll show you where the shower is and I'm sure I'll be able to find something of Mike's to fit you."

I looked towards hubby as if seeking approval. His nod towards me was confirmation he was happy enough to agree Wade needed to get out of his wet clothes.

Wade followed me up the stairs and along to the shower where I left him in no doubt what he needed to do.

"Now get yourself out of those wet clothes and into the shower while I go find something suitable for you to wear." I ordered.

He offered little argument and as he disappeared into the shower I turned and made my way towards our bedroom to begin searching through hubbys wardrobe where, as crazy as it might sound, just looking for something suitable for Wade to wear was getting me incredibly horny.

Five minutes later, having selected a crisp white shirt, a pair of Blue jeans and a pair of white cotton briefs I made my way from the bedroom back towards the bathroom. I stopped outside the door to listen and heard the tell tale sound of the shower running.

In truth, at that point my mind was a mix of conflicting emotion. I considered turning the handle and stepping right in but for the moment something held me back.

Still with my hand on the doorknob. I turned my head towards the landing aware my hubby was only downstairs. Just the thought of him reminded me we had a good marriage but this wasn't about marriage, this was about me...about excitement...about feeling wanted.

I turned back towards the door. I knew the best thing would be to call out, informing Wade I would leave the clothes I'd gotten him just outside the door then walk away but the truth was, stood there, outside the bathroom, I couldn't get the thoughts of that day in the works kitchen out of my head

Moments later I was bought out of my thoughts by the sound of running water ceasing. I gave a light knock on the door and though I waited for a response I knew perfectly well the knock had been far too light for him to have heard. I took a deep breath as I turned the handle and stepped into the bathroom just in time to see Wade was stepping from the shower.

Again my mind immediately filled with thoughts of that day in the kitchen, the difference being, on that occasion he'd been half dressed where now my entrance had been timed that he'd barely had time to grab a towel.

I was quick to note the look on his face as being one of shock but it wasn't his face that had caught my attention. He made a quick grab for a towel though of course by then it had been too late to prevent my witnessing what I have to say was a very impressive display of manhood.

I felt an immediate rush of guilt. Both for having walked in on Wade this way and for the fact hubby was only downstairs. I

The proper thing to do would be to simply apologise, turn and leave but despite suffering thoughts of this sensible option there was no denying, I'd known this was going to happen the moment I'd turned the handle.

I looked at across at Wade and saw him returning my gaze, albeit his was a somewhat shocked appearance. Any number of thoughts ran through my mind, not the least of which was, I felt pretty sure my hubby would remain downstairs, at least for the time being. With that in mind I turned to close the door behind me before taking the few steps towards Wade where I placed the items of clothing I had collected on top of the laundry basket.

"I'm sorry Wade. I should apologise. I bought these clothes for you. I imagined you'd have finished by now." I lied.

He didn't answer, just stood there with the towel d****d around him and though for the moment he appeared lost for words it nevertheless struck me, his eyes were giving my body as much of a once over as mine had quickly done his....especially my breasts which today I knew looked good, my 36 inches moulded nicely beneath a body hugging, red, poloneck top.

Down below, the attention I'd been receiving from his eyes caused my pussy to tingle. I took another step, reaching out with both hands, pressing the towelling against his muscular body.

"But as I'm here now, I don't suppose it will hurt for me to help dry you off. Will it Wade?" I said as my hands gently moved in a circular motion, pressing the towel against his body.

"Errr! Do you think this is wise Mags?" he stammered, the effect of his shortening my name inexplicably adding to my arousal.

He was clearly still very nervous and uncomfortable as he pressed his body further back against the wall.

For the time being, undeterred, my hands continued to press the towelling lightly over his chest in a circular, yet undeniably sexual motion, his eyes were watching my every move.

"Hmmm! You're probably right Wade." I told him. "The two of us here alone like this isn't maybe the wisest thing but.... don't you think.....sometimes being wise isn't always for the best?" I almost purred, as down below the feel of his body against my hands had begun to stir my pussy all the more.

"But what about Mike?" he stammered, his nerves finally allowing him to voice his fears.

"Hmmmm! Don't you go worrying about him." I said, as I eased aside the towel and smoothed both hands over a still very damp, bared chest. "Right at this moment he'll still be dealing with all that shopping and I very much doubt he's thinking you're anything other than still in the shower while I'm still looking for something appropriate for you to wear."

I moved closer still, dropping my right hand back onto the towel at his waist.

"Besides! What kind of a host would you think me if I were to let you back downstairs still wet?" I teased.

I inched closer, close enough I could feel his breath upon my lips. For all the flirting we'd shared over the months, this was the closest we'd ever been. The room, still filled with steam from the shower, was also now thick with a sexual tension and it wasn't just me could feel it. Wade too could sense the change.

I let my right hand drop lower still until it was rested against his crotch where what appeared to be an impressive young cock was beginning to stiffen beneath the towelling.

"My my! What's this Wade? Is this what happens when you're all wet?"

I witnessed him close his eyes and let out a groan of pleasure as my fingers slid down the towelling, towards the outline of his shaft.

"We can't do this Lin!" he moaned.

"What can't we do Wade? Are you saying we can't dry you off?" I teased.

"Oh God! You know damn well that's not what I'm saying Mags!" he replied and once more I witnessed the look in his eyes as he momentarily examined the curves of my breasts.

"Then what Wade?" I whispered, quickly adding, "Did you not once tell me you favoured the older woman? Or was it you were telling me fibs?"

"No! That's not it at all." he replied.

"Then just relax.!" I whispered as my left hand began stroking the towel back and forth over his chest.

He leant back into the wall, as if thinking by doing so he'd move out of my reach. His eyes closed. I looked down at the towelling to see it nicely tented. I couldn't resist. I slid my hand over his tented outline and began stroking the towelling up and down his growing shaft.

"Please Maggie! Stop!" he moaned again, this time making a real attempt at pulling away.

As he moved so I followed until, with nowhere else to go, I had him pinned into the corner of the bathroom. Again he looked down, this time as I pressed forward, pushing my breasts against his wet body, both my hands now on his waist.

"Isn't this nice Wade? Did you not wonder how they would feel pressed this close when you were checking them out a few minutes ago?" I asked as I moved my body provocatively from side to side against his.

"I wasn't Maggie....Honest!" he stammered, not surprisingly, still more than a little flustered.

"Oh but you were Wade. I saw you. You were checking me out as I was doing the same to you. Don't worry Wade. I'm not annoyed. One of the things you'll learn about us older women is....there's nothing more exciting than the thought of a sexy young stud giving us the once over. We enjoy it. Believe me Wade. I did."

I took a step back and following his eyes, looked down at myself to see not only were my nipples jutting out firmly beneath the soft knitted top, but that the top itself was now wet from where my breasts had pressed against his body.

"Oh dear! Look what you've done!" I scolded him as I played the fingers of my left hand back and forth over my breasts. "You've got me all wet."

He uttered a soft groan as his eyes watched the movement of my fingers and hand playing back and forth over my breasts. Ordinarily, playing with my own nipples would not cause them to respond but under the current situation and with his presence they had already formed firm peaks beneath the top. I could almost taste the sexual tension.

"Did you also wonder how they would feel in your hands Wade?"

Not waiting for a response I reached out, took a hold of his right hand and lifted it up onto my breast holding it there with my own hand. My lips issued a soft moan when I felt his fingers give a tender, tentative squeeze.

"Is that how you imagined it Wade?"

"Oh God Maggie...Yes!"

I smiled at his response. "I think the truth is we both know what it is we want. I think we have since that day in the kitchen....don't you?"

Before he could answer I leant forward to press my lips against the side of his neck where my tongue flicked out, savouring the moisture still present from his shower.

"No Maggie. You've got to stop." he argued, even though his fingers still present on my breast were telling a different story..

I didn't need reminding how foolish, how ridiculous this all was .Wade had already voiced his own fears about what was happening and at 50 years of age, 30 years plus his senior, I, of all people, should most certainly have known better. That, together with the knowledge my hubby was only downstairs, should at the very least, have made me seen sense, have made me listen to what my head was telling me and to have walked away from this situation, but seeing sense over a long held desire conflict. The reality was, the attraction had been simmering for weeks and now, what with the intensity of the situation, the feel of Wades hand upon my breast together with the thrill of knowing someone young enough to have been my son was as keen for me, though he was yet to admit it, as I was for him, was sending my pussy into overdrive.

My lips slid from his neck. Looking down I could once more see the towel. Still damp and tented. I lowered my hand pushing it through the fold where, for the very first time the tips of my fingers touched his hardness. I both felt and heard Wade groan a fearful approval as my fingers curled around his stiff shaft. Younger...more innocent....despite his reluctance, he was as lost in this lust as I was.

I slid my left hand to the side of his face and looked deep into his sparkling blue eyes. Despite his nerves I could sense his body was alive like mine.

"Oh Wade!" I whispered. "You couldn't begin to know how much I have wanted this young cock."

For the moment I withdrew my hand and placing it on his waist I leant forward, pressing my lips into the side of his neck, wondering the effect my words would have. I was eager for our embrace to continue.

His body remained tense as my lips kissed and licked along his neck. I flicked out my tongue to tease at the lobe of his ear and when I did, he let out a quiet moan of pleasure and I felt his body relax a little.

I flicked my tongue out again, then started to kiss and nibble at his lobe, finally sucking it gently between my lips.

"Stop Maggie!" he said, but even before the words were out he'd tilted his head a little to allow me more access.

It was clear his nerves were beginning to take hold but I pressed on, confident I would win him around. I continued to kiss and lick and suck gently around his ear until again I felt his head tilt slightly, his body seeming to relax a little more. I slid my left hand around the back of his neck and parting my fingers, combed them into his hair, using them to tilt his head a little more.

I eased forward, my lips moving away from his ear, to kiss and lick their way down his neck, until I was planting open mouthed kisses under his chin, the fingers of my left hand still tilting his head to the side.

"Stop Maggie please! We need to stop," he pleaded once more.

I eased back a little to look up into his eyes. Despite his objection they were closed and as I listened I could hear his breathing had become ragged. I turned my attention to his lips. They were full, fleshy and I wanted to feel them against my own.

I continued planting wet, open mouthed kisses along his chin, his cheeks, while still caressing my fingers through his hair, but this time I moved my body closer, pressing my crotch against his stiffening member.

I felt his body tighten up once more and his hand press more firmly against my breast, as if ready to push me away, yet I could sense no conviction there. Even so, playing it safe, I returned my attention back to his neck.

The pressure of his hand on my breast eased. He seemed to relax and as he tilted his head a little more I resumed my open mouthed, wet kisses. Along his neck, beneath and up over his chin, each kiss drawing me nearer my goal...his lips.

My lips edged closer until I could feel the heat of his ragged breath, then curling my fingers firmly into his hair I pressed my lips lightly over his.

"No Maggie..." he moaned as he tried to turn his head but my fingers in his hair held him there.

"You want it Wade and I do too.." I whispered. I pressed my lips to his once more, this time offering a gossamer light peck.against his.

This time he didn't respond, but neither did he struggle.

I kissed him again, every bit as lightly as the first....then a second kiss.....a third.....a fourth.

By this time the fingers of my left hand were massaging sensuously through his hair, against his scalp and as my lips alighted on his for a sixth time I felt sure he'd started to respond.

It was almost intangible at first, little more than a slight parting of his lips. I pressed on giving him several more light pecks before moving my lips more firmly against his where, still putting the fingers of my hand in his hair to good use, I held him there as I probed his lips with the tip of my tongue, enjoying the fleshy feel of his lips, inwardly willing him to open up for me.

I heard him moan and for a moment wasn't sure if it were a moan of objection or one of pleasure. Moments later I received the answer when his hand moved from my breast to slide to the back of my neck, pulling me towards him, crushing my lips firmly over his as his mouth finally opened allowing access to my tongue.

It was the moment I'd been waiting for. The moment when all his tension was released.

I slid my right hand up over his body placing my palm and fingers against the side of his face as he finally responded to the kiss.

My tongue probed his, gently at first, seeking out the warmth of his mouth but now he fought back, his fingers holding firm against the back of my neck as he pressed my tongue back and his deep into my mouth.

We were both moaning aloud now, our situation temporarily forgotten as our heads turned from side to side, our lips mashing together, our tongues eager to duel.

I could our breaths coming in ragged short bursts.

"Ohhh Wade!" I murmured, as my hands pulled his lips firmly onto mine.

He pushed me back until we were looking into one another's eyes. I could see his lust burning in that deep blue hue just as I was sure he would see the same in mine. He grabbed at my neck and once more pulled me into a fiery, passionate kiss. Our tongues probed and fought, our heads bobbed and twisted, our breath no more than gasps as we each fought for air.

I pressed my body hard against his, the tell tale feel of his stiff member digging into my crotch. He responded, his hands sliding down my back, onto the cheeks of my arse where he pulled me hard against the towelling...against his swollen cock.

Another passionate, searing kiss ensued, our lips kissing, our tongues probing, our heads twisting and turning. It was as if we were both teenagers, our first time...our first such kiss. We stayed like that for several minutes, enjoying the closeness of one another's bodies until finally he pushed me away once more.

This time the room appeared to be filled with the sounds of us trying to catch our breath. I couldn't believe how aroused he'd gotten me, yet in truth I shouldn't have been surprised. I think I knew then I had wanted him right from the day I had seen him in the kitchen....dressing where that same night I had used my vibrator.

Aware of how out of breath I was I looked him up and down. His well formed abs, his strong, smooth chest, while down below, still hidden, his more than sufficient manhood.

"Ohh Wade! You have no idea what you do for me." I gasped.

His lips turned to a smile. "Believe me Mags. You have no idea the effect you've had on me these past weeks."

He reached out and grabbing at my waist, pulled me into yet another intense kiss, his hand sliding up to my neck, pulling me close, crushing his lips over mine once more.

We were both moaning aloud now though it would be fairer to say our moans were more like a****l grunts as we continued to devour one another's lips.

Again he eased me back but this time I pulled him to me. I couldn't get enough of him...his lips. I was enjoying the way he kissed, for his expertise belied his youth. I grabbed at his hair, gripping it tight between my fingers as I sucked hard on his tongue, enjoying its slippery texture as he prodded and probed. I imagined it to be his cock, the cock that right then was pressing firmly into my belly.

He eased me away, his body every bit as flushed and breathless as mine.

"Ohhh Mags I want you so bad. I haven't been able to get you out of my mind since that afternoon."

Hearing his words I let out a groan .A few weeks ago the very idea this young, good looking guy had any real interest in me was nothing more than a fantasy on my part, merely the overactive imaginings of an older woman, now here he was telling me everything I had wanted to hear. His words sent a shiver coursing through my body. I reached out and using both hands released the towel from his hips letting it drop to the floor. He stepped back, a little surprised by my actions, which allowed me to admire what I had just revealed, a thick, lengthy, veiny cock with the most perfect domed head and sumptuous balls I'd ever seen.

I stepped forward, tracing a finger upwards along his manhood.

"I want you too Wade." I whispered as I fisted my fingers around his thick shaft.

He groaned as I began moving my hand slowly up its length.

"You know we can't do this Maggie. Not now. Not with Mike only downstairs."

"I know," I said as I stepped a little closer while moving my hand back down his shaft.

"He could come up at any time."

"Yes. You're right." I answered, my hand moving back up along his stiff dick.

"We'd best stop this now then." he told me, his hands reaching out for my waist.

"Absolutely!" I replied, stepping close to press my body against his.

Holding me tight and with the towel now on the floor the wetness of his body seeped into my clothes. It was yet another foolish action but I was too far gone. Far too aroused to care about such incidentals.

Our lips met, initially a flurry of light, rapid pecks. It didn't last. We both needed more. The passion building was far too intense. Our lips opened wide where our tongues began dancing, both inside and outside of one another's mouths. We embraced with a searing, passionate, sloppy French kiss and as I felt his hand slide up behind my neck, his fingers stroking. teasing I knew I wanted him all. His lips...his tongue...his mouth...his saliva....I wanted every part of him.....

"Maggie!"

We both heard it at the same time, Mike calling out my name from downstairs.

"Ohh Shit!" I moaned as I spun away from his arms, aware I had to get out of the bathroom and fast.

I pressed my lips quickly to Wades then not even having time to check my appearance I stepped towards the door. Opening it and closing it quickly behind me I made my way to the landing.... Continue»
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Fucking Mom (Not true story)

I am not author of this story.

While I was growing up, I lived in the California desert. My dad
owned a gas station and worked late a couple of nights per week during
the summer. This meant that my mom and I were alone those nights.
It was usually hot and mom often drank some wine before, with and
after dinner. We would usually do dishes after dinner and, in the
summer, she would change from halter top and shorts to a nylon
nightgown and sit down on the sofa with her glass of wine and watch TV.
She wasn't careful about exposing herself and I often got a brief peek
at her tits. We even used to swim nude as a f****y when I was smaller
(that stopped when I was about 19 and my Dad noticed that I was
starting to get hard-ons in the swimming pool). She had a good body,
was about 5' 6", maybe 135lbs with 36"C breasts and a nice large patch of
dark pussy hair. Anyway, here is my story about fucking my mother!

I was 14, on summer vacation and it was already hot. My mom (who was 39)
and I had started spending our usual two evenings a week alone together.
Each evening she sit on the couch would watch TV in her nightgown
and I would sit on the floor in my boxer shorts and watch TV and read.
Sometimes I would look over to her and be able to see the dark
outline of her nipples beneath her nightgown, other times I would
look at the crack in her ass a she walked to the kitchen to refill
her wine glass. And sometimes I would see her sl**ping on the couch
with her legs slightly spread and I could see her pussy. Whenever
that happened I would always go to bed early and jack-off. One evening
she drank a lot and went to sl**p (passed out) wearing a rather low
cut nightgown. When I looked, one breast was almost completely out.
Since she was really out, I got up and stood next to her to get a "good
look." My heart was beating fast and I was horney so I took a chance.
I carefully put my hand on my moms tit, she didn't respond, so I put my
fingers under her nightgown and slowly exposed her entire breast.
Then I sat down and looked as I played with my cock. I was probably
only a minute when a came. I got scared that mom would wake up and
so I cleaned up quickly and went to bed with "visions of mom's
tits and pussy dancing in my head."

A week later, the same story except that had a shorter nightgown on and,
when I looked, her legs were spread farther apart. Her cunt was fully
exposed and I coud see her pussy lips. I moved closer to get a better
view. Then I place a hand on her knee and slowly pushed her legs further
apart, she made no response. Now I could see her pussy in all its glory!
For awhile I just looked, then I got braver. Carefully (as careful as a
horney 14 year old can be) I placed my hand on my mom's bush, no reaction.
Slowly I moved my hand down until my fingers were on her pussy and
I began to spread hep pussy lips, still no reaction. I opened her lips up
wide and looked. It was a wonderful sight, pink pussy, lighter pink
clitorus and the beginning of her "hole." I looked for awhile and then
moved my finger, touched her clit and began to rub it. She moved, I
froze; then she let out a "mmmmmm" sound and actually spread her legs
wider!

I continued to rub and her clit grew. Next I moved my hand down and
started to stroke her pussy with my finger while rubbing her clit with
my thumb, no more movement. Her pussy was getting moist and I began to
move a finger towards her entrance gently messaged her opening.
She moved a little, but showed no signs of waking up, so I inserted the
tip of my finger and kept rubbing. I kept this up until my finger was all
the way inside her. Then I stopped and looked. Here was my mother: naked
from the waist down, breasts barely covered, errect nipples and
my finger in her cunt. That's when my hormones took complete control.
I decided to fuck her!

Slowly I removed my hand, got up and took a cushion off the sofa. I
set the cushion on the floor under and between her legs. I pulled
my boxer shorts down and kneeled on the cushion. My hard cock was only
inches away from my mom's pussy. I reached down and spread her open.
I took my cock in my other hand as I slowly moved it towards mom's pussy.
My cock was dripping as the head touched her pussy. Slowly I rubbed it up
and down on her slit, then put the tip at her entrance. I stopped,
no reaction from mom, so I inserted the tip. My mom moved! She
made another "mmmm" sound and them pushed down. My cock was half-way
inside her!! My heart was beating wildly and I knew that
I was going to cum. I didn't know what to do. If I pulled out I
would cum all over her. So I made the other obvious choice; I pushed
my cock all the way inside her and came. She moved a little as I sprayed
into her, but she stayed asl**p. A horney 14 year old can cum a
lot, so I pumped into her for what seemed like a munute or more. After
I was done I withdrew cock, took off my shorts and used them to clean my
mom up. I closed her legs some and went to my room very satisfied but
wondering, when mom woke up, would she notice that her cunt was full of
sperm?

I woke up the next morning and nothing was said. I assumed that
my dad came home and probably fucked her too so mom never knew.

Soon after I fucked my mom for the first time, I had the opportunity to
fuck her again. The circumstances were similar, she was asl**p/passed
out, I pulled her nightgown up, spread her legs and and fucked her.
The only difference, given that I had done it once before, is that
I had a little more self control and fucked her longer (1 to 2 minutes?)
before I came. She moved some but didn't awaken and apparently
she and/or my father never discovered my sperm in her pussy. Again,
maybe dad fucked her a didn't realize he was getting "sloppy seconds."
The third, and last time, I fucked her that summer is more interesting.

It was very near the end of summer vacation and one of the last
evenings we would be alone. As usual, Mom made dinner, we cleaned
and she went to her bedroom to shower. Again, as usual, Mom had
consumed a good quantity of wine. I stretched out on the living room
floor wearing my boxer shorts and began to watch TV. Mom came in,
but she was't wearing her usual semi-transparent nightgown, she was
wearing a short robe instead. It wasn't transparent but the
material was thin so you could make out the outline of her nipples.
The hem stopped somewhat above her knee and it was tied with a sash
around her waist. She went to the kitchen, got her glass of wine,
returned to the living room and sat down. I looked over and saw that
her robe opened slightly and, if (when) she spread her legs, I would
get a great look at her pussy! She watched TV and appeared not to
notice my glances. As the evening went on, and she got up a few times
to refill her wine glass, the robe got looser. When she bent
over I could see almost all of her tits and, as she relaxed on the
couch, her legs spread a little and gave me view of her pussy hair.
By this time I was laying on my stomach and hard as a rock. She
would look over at sometimes and say a few words, but most of the
time she just watched TV and sipped her wine. I was getting very
horney and couldn't wait until she went to sl**p. I looked over and
she was "half concious" with her legs spread far enough apart to give
me a view of her pussy lips. I knew she would be ready for me soon.

A few minutes later I heard her breathing deeply and knew she was asl**p.
I looked over and there she was, robe still held by the sash, her tits
and pussy almost completely uncovered. Her legs were spread and her pussy
was fully exposed, in addition, one breast was completely exposed and
the second almost entirely exposed. I got up, pulled my shorts off and
went to the couch. I stood above her, looked and then leaned down
and untied the sash. The robe fell open and there was my Mom, completely
naked and ready for me to fuck. I took two pillows from the couch and
put them on the floor between her leg and kneeled down. Mu cock was
inches away from her pussy, but this time I waited. I put a finger on her
clit and rubbed, she let out a little moan. I move my hand down and
stroked her opening, she opened her legs wider. I inserted one, then two
fingers while I rubber her clit with my thumb, another moan and her hips
began to move slightly. I leaned over slightly, put my other hand on her
tit and began stroking her nipple which was already somewhat errect. I
kept this up for awhile, finally inserting a third finger into her pussy,
which was becomming very wet, and stroking her other breast. She was
moving more and making more soft noises, so I know she was enjoying it.
Finally I couldn't wait any longer, I had to fuck her!

I removed my fingers from inside my Mom's pussy and grabbed my cock at the
base. At the same time, I removed my other hand from her tits, put it on
her pussy and spread her lips open wider. I slowly moved the head of my
cock up and down on her open pussy. She actually began to squirm! I
placed my tip at her opening and just put the head in, she started to
move down on me so I shoved my cock all the way inside her. She started
moving her hips faster and riding me, I, in turn, began to thrust in
and out of her. She was moving faster and moaning more. I put a hand
on each breast, played with her nipples and we continued fucking. We
fucked that way for a couple of minutes, then she stopped,
arched her back and I felt her pussy muscles grab my cock. It was a
feeling I had never had before and it was fantastic! I shoved my cock
as deep into her as it would go and we both came. I swear I must have cum
for a minute or more and, all the while, my Mom's pussy was sucking me dry.

Once we were finished, I was a little shakey, so I just knelt there with
my cock in her pussy until I recovered. She, on the other hand, seemed
relaxed and asl**p. Slowly I pulled my cock out, went to the bathroom,
got a towel and cleaned her up. I didn't clean myself up because I wanted
to go to bed smelling of sex and pussy. After she was clean, I bent over,
pulled her robe closed, tied the sash and went to my room.

I went to bed thinking what a great fuck my Mom was and wondering if
she had really been asl**p/passed out? Didn't get to fuck her anymore
that year, but every one in awhile she would "accidently" give me a really
good flash of pussy or tit and I spent a number of nights thinking about
fucking her while I jacked off.
... Continue»
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My first time dressed as a girl (A True Story) The

My first time dressed as a girl (This is a true story, the conversations in it are only as accurate as my memory can supply, as this happened Thirty years ago)
When I was s*******n I was dating a girl from the local college. I lived in a medium sized college town in a western state and it was 1983. It was Halloween weekend and we were both drinking some wine coolers she’d bought, the drinking age was eighteen at the time and she was nineteen, and smoking some pot I had brought over. We had planned on going to a party at a local frat house but it had gotten cancelled because the police had raided it the night before and busted them for u******e drinking at the frat.. So we had no specific plans and were bored, figuring out what to do with our Saturday night. Like I mentioned earlier it was Halloween so we absolutely had to go somewhere and party. She brought up Doctor Feelgoods which was a bar near campus, favored by college students and locals alike. I reminded her that my fake ID had been confis**ted a couple weeks earlier.
“That’s okay. My roommate left her purse here and her ID is in it” Michelle said with a wicked glint in her eyes. I was confused, not seeing how it was relevant. “I’m sure if we dressed you up right you could pass for her. You’re both about the same height and have brown hair with green eyes. With your skinny frame all we’d have to do is put some of her clothes on you, style your hair right, and put some makeup on you and you would look like her. You two look practically like b*****r and s****r anyways.”
I realized that she was right, I was fairly slender. I was a competitive bicycle racer and swimmer which kept me very lean, and I kept my body hairless like the other swimmers on my team (although it was as much a hairless fetish as anything else, I couldn’t stand body hair on me). I was 5’7” and 135#, smooth and hairless from the eyebrows down and my features weren’t particularly masculine, girls always thought of me as “cute” which was fine by me as long as it got me dates. My long brown hair (it was the eighties after all) was about the same length as Kayla’s. Other people had remarked upon the supposed f****y resemblance before so maybe we could pull it off.
I had dabbled in crossdressing a few years before, sometimes stealing my mother’s panty hose and bras, putting them on and jerking off, while I pretended I was a hot teenage girl. Once I even dressed in her bra and panties while I sucked off my best friend and neighbor, who I experimented with a few times when we were younger. So the idea wasn’t completely out of the question. But by this time I was no longer a virgin with girls and I was quite sure I was straight, so the prospect of dressing up as a girl and going out in public did make me a bit nervous. But I was a bit buzzed and stoned so it didn’t take long for Michelle to convince me, especially when she threatened to go out to the bar without me if I didn’t play along.
Soon Michelle had me dressed up Madonna style in a Fishnet crotchless bodysuit, black satin panties. a ruffled denim miniskirt, and a black leather and lace corset with rhinestones which she pulled really tight in the middle. This pushed up my pecs and squeezed them together, giving me small but respectable cleavage, and made my hips flare out a bit. Next she had me put on Kayla’s leather “biker” ¾ jacket and bl**d red stiletto heels . When I saw myself in the mirror I was surprised at how girly I already looked and we hadn’t done my hair or makeup yet.
Next Michelle curled my hair with a curling iron and used a brush to tease it into a big hair style that was very popular back then, finishing it with a red ribbon hairband with a cute bow. She had some dangly red clip on earrings (they were a lot easier to find back then) and several necklaces and bracelets that she had me put on. Next came a couple belts with studs she wrapped around my waist, completing the Madonna look that was so en’ vogue at the time.
After this she glued fake nails on me saying it would help my hands look more feminine.( I didn’t realize at the time how hard it would be to get them off!) These she painted the same red as my heels calling it CFM red with a smirk. After this she did my makeup, applying it rather heavy with lots of eyeliner and mascara, making envious comments about the length of my lashes, which women have always remarked upon. The blush really made my cheekbones stand out, giving my face a more feminine exotic appearance. She even used some on my cleavage ,after putting pads in the corset , making it look deeper and giving me the appearance of decent B cup size breasts. Lastly she applied lipstick and lipliner to my lips with a heavy dose of gloss atop the bl**dred lipstick which made my lips look sexy and pouty. “There you go, perfect little cocksucker lips! The guys at the bar are gonna go crazy over you” she said laughing, as she finished this.
“Hang on there MikkiI!” I protested “I’m not gay!”
I never said that, but you sure do make a hot girl with my help! I’m rather proud of my work if I do say so myself” She replied with a wink. “Take a look for yourself!” as she led me over to the full length mirror on her dorm room door. I stumbled a bit in the high heels but not too much as I had some practice from borrowing my mom’s from time to time. When we got over to the mirror I took my first real look and was shocked at what I saw in the mirror. I didn’t recognize myself , there was a hot, sexy, slightly slutty, young woman looking back at me. The corset had given me a curvier figure, and my legs looked fantastic in the high heels and fishnet body stocking. My nagging worries that I would be recognized by someone I knew vanished in an instant. I realized there was going to be at least one problem as I felt my erection spring to life. “Oh my, we can’t have that now, can we?” Mikki exclaimed. “Well I know how to deal with that little problem “then dropped to her knees, pulled down my black satin panties and started sucking me off. I came in seconds, nearly falling down as my legs went jelly on me and I had a hard time staying up in those heels. Mikki wiped off her lips and smirked at me, ”You may not think your gay but you sure seem to like being dressed like a girl. Now pull up your panties miss Bobbi (little did I know at that moment that would become my Gurl name) and practice walking around in those heels a bit while I get ready. It’s a couple blocks to the bar and I don’t want you spraining an ankle on the way there.”
Feeling a little nervous and excited I downed a wine cooler and couple shots of tequila, admiring myself in the mirror, while walking around the room. I smoked another bowl and felt my nerves calm a lot. Realizing that there wasn’t much room to walk around in the cramped dorm room I told Mikki I was going out to walk the hallways. “Fine” she said ”I’m not going to be ready for about 20 minutes. Just don’t get picked up by some guy before we get to the bar.” “HaHa, you’re soooo funny!” I retorted and slipped out into the hallway. There was a girl letting herself into her dorm room who glanced up “Kayla, you’re looking good! Hot date tonight?” I was startled and blurted out in a breathless high pitched voice “Oh I’m not Kayla. I’m umm… her cousin Bobbi” The girl took a closer look at me and said “Oh, wow you could be s****rs. Well you look great anyways, are you going out with Michelle tonight?” I nodded “Well don’t let her get you in trouble. She can be a wild one at times. Have fun!” I mumbled thanks and walked away down the hallway. Not trusting my ability to deal with stairs in those heels yet I crossed over to the next wing of the dorm which was the guys’ side as it was a coed dorm. There were a few guys in the hall talking and they definitely took notice as I walked by whistling and making lewd comments. I didn’t say anything and walked by them without looking at them. “Stuck up Slut” one of them commented as I walked by. “Ha! If only they knew” I thought to myself. I walked around the dorm for about 10 minutes to get used to the Come Fuck Me Pumps Mikki had put me in and made my way back to her room, earning more admiring looks from the guys and a few jealous glares from some of the girls.
When I got to her room she wasn’t quite ready so I loaded us another bowl and handed it to her.”So I heard some whistles out there. I told you the boys would love you” She teased. I didn’t say anything but blushed a deep red. “Oh don’t worry, we’ll have fun tonight and it will be our little secret. Come on let’s go I’m ready.” With that she threw on a jacket, grabbed her little purse and handed me Kayla’s. “Open it up and memorize Kayla’s info in case they ask you at the door.” I did this, noting that she had put the red lipstick I was wearing along with a powder compact and some blush in the purse. I also noticed there were some condoms in there. “What’s this?” I asked, rolling my eyes at her. “Oh those are Kayla’s, put them back!” she said, then winked “Besides a girl can never be too careful.” I put them back and took another hit off the pipe for courage and we left the dorm.
It was pretty chilly that night and the fishnet stockings did nothing to cut the cold. My legs had goosebumps and I was shivering by the time we got to the bar “This will be good for you” Mikki said, “Now you’ll understand what we go through for you guys.” What I understood was that my feet were killing me after the long two block walk to the bar and I couldn’t wait to get into the bar. Fortunately the bouncer barely glanced at Kayla’s license before waiving us in. The bar was very crowded and noisy with about ½ of the patrons dressed in costume. A lot of the girls there were dressed in similar fashion to me and Mikki, ala’ trashy Madonna style, although the phrase New Wave Hooker comes to mind also.
It was definitely an eye-opening experience as we made our way through the crowded bar. I lost count of the number of times I was propositioned or groped by the time we got over to a booth that Mikki led us to, saying she knew someone at the table. There were a couple of girls from Michelle’s dorm sitting at the table and they invited us to join them. “Where’s your little boyfriend Mikki?” one asked.
“Oh, he lost his Fake and I wasn’t about to miss out on Halloween at Dr Feelgoods. It’s the best party of the year! “ She exclaimed “This is Kayla’s cousin Bobbi. She’s in town visiting for the weekend checking out the campus to see if she wants to go to college here next year. “
The two girls introduced themselves, Cindy was a tallish blonde with big permed hair, Danni was a petite asian girl with a cute pixie cut. Both were dressed in classic eighties slutwear with heavy makeup
“Where’s Kayla” asked Cindy
“Oh, she had a sorority rush function she had to attend so she asked me to show Bobbi around, and keep her company tonight. “
“She trusted you with her cousin? That’s fresh!”
They all laughed and I wondered what I had gotten myself into. One of the bartenders stopped by our table and said “Hi ladies, Mikki, good to see you again. Haven’t seen you in a couple weeks since we took your little boyfriends ID. I still cant see what you see in him. He’s just a pretty boy that cant even get into bar now.” I was glaring at him because he was the one who had taken it but he didn’t seem to notice ”Who’s the fresh meat?” he asked looking me over with apparent admiration. I blushed and was about to say something rude when Mikki put her arm protectively around me.
“Don’t get any ideas Derek, she’s Kayla’s cousin and she’ll roast your balls over an open fire if you even try to hookup with her. And as for my boyfriend if you could eat pussy half as good as he can maybe I wouldn’t have dumped you.”
The girls laughed while I turned a deep red, and Derek took our order and huffed off to the bar. I couldn’t believe he looked me over like I was a piece of ass ripe for the plucking and didn’t recognize me. I was going to get a beer but Mikki insisted I have a Long Island Ice Tea. “You need something with a straw so you don’t mess up your pretty little lipstick.”
Derek brought back our drinks, warning me that he’d made my LIT extra strong so be careful . Well it tasted fine and went down smooth and before I knew it he’d brought me another “On the House “, He said with a wink. That one didn’t last long either and soon I was feeling no pain. Guys kept coming over asking us to dance, buying us drinks and flirting with us. I let the other girls do most of the talking. Eventually some guys asked us to dance that the other girls liked, I tried to demur but Mikki insisted. “It’s just one little dance, don’t be such a prude” I relented and let my e****t lead me to the dance floor. It was I little tough in heels but I’m a great dancer and picked up a decent rhythm pretty quickly, I looked at the other girls for inspiration and soon had my hips gyrating like them and then James moved behind me grinding up against me. He had his hands all over me, my hips, my shoulders, my ass. I could feel his erection pressing against my backside. I was a little freaked out by how aroused I was getting by it and was glad when the song ended. The next song was a slow song and I made to leave the floor but he grabbed me by the hand and pulled me back. I was pretty d***k and didn’t resist much. The next thing I know we’re dancing slow and sensually, our bodies pressed tight together, his hands cupping my asscheeks squeezing them in time with the music. He nuzzled my neck kissing it softly whispering how sexy I was into my ear, sending delicious waves of pleasure rippling through my body. When the song ended I fairly bolted from the dance floor back to the safety of our table.
When I got there I saw Mikki making out with some guy and I turned away from the table before she saw me. I was pissed off, very d***k and stoned, and decided I needed some fresh air. Not wanting to fight the crowd at the front entrance I went out the back and stood by the dumpsters smoking a cigarette, waiting for my head to clear a bit. Of course who should show up a minute later but Derek with a load of beer bottles for the dumpster. I had my back turned and didn’t see him until he dumped them in, the crashing noise of all those bottles startled me and I must have jumped about a foot.
When I turned around there was Derek laughing so hard he had tear in his eyes. “Oh you should have seen yourself!” he chortled “ You just about jumped out of your panties. It was classic!” I called him an asshole and bent over to pick up my cigarette which I had dropped. It had gone out so I fumbled in Kayla’s purse for a lighter. Naturally one of the condoms fell out onto the ground. Derek picked it up quickly, “Planning on using this tonight you little slut? I saw how hot and bothered you were getting with that guy on the dance floor. Were you planning on sucking his dick? Those lips of yours just scream cocksucker! Maybe you were planning on getting a hard cock in your tight little twat? After all if you’re just visiting who’s to know what a horny little slut you are? ”
I was so pissed I couldn’t say a word, but he had to feel the anger and contempt blazing from my heavily mascara’d eyes. It only goaded him on more. I took a deep drag from my cigarette which was mostly weed with a little bit of clove and tobacco. Derek sniffed the air snatched the cigarette from my fingers and took a puff. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to him.
“This shit can get you in some real trouble around here Bobbi. The local cops love busting liitle out of towners like you. And it could get the bars license suspended as well. There’s a squad car out in the front parking lot. What are we going to do about this? I’m sure your parents would be pretty pissed if you got arrested while visiting our fine college here, wouldn’t they? It also wouldn’t do much for your chances of admission either!”
Obviously, he still had no idea who I really was and none of the crap he was talking about really applied but I had to play along or face even worse consequences! Namely getting caught all dressed up as a slut! I’d never be able to explain it away and our town isn’t all that big. Everybody would know ! I’d be humiliated and my parents would freak out. All of my friends would know and I just couldn’t have that!
I looked at him through my lashes, “Please, Derek, I can’t get busted! My f****y would go ballistic. ” I took a deep breath knowing my next words would doom me. “Can’t we come to some sort of arrangement? Please?”
Derek smirked, grabbing my wrist and led me back into the bar and into a storage room near the back of the bar. There were shelves of liquor and kegs of beer stacked up all over the room. He led me behind one of the shelves where I was out of sight from the door. I was a little scared but also getting turned on. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my mouth to his French kissing me roughly, his five o’clock shadow scr****g my soft skin (I didn’t have facial hair yet). At first I was repulsed, I had never kissed a guy before, but the weed and the alcohol lowered my resistance and I started kissing him back moaning softly. I was getting very aroused but was grateful that I wasn’t getting an erection. Maybe it was all the alcohol? After a couple minutes he broke it off, looking deep into my eyes. “God you’re a hot little bitch. I sure hope you come to school here next fall. But it’s time to pay the Piper Bobbi.” With that he started pushing down on my shoulders, forcing me to my knees. He undid his belt buckle and told me to do the rest so he could watch. I undid the buttons on the crotch of his Levis 501’s, his cock sprang out immediately and I discovered he was going commando. His dick was thick and veiny maybe about 7 inches long. It wasn’t as big as my best friends cock that I had sucked years earlier who was about 8 1/2 inches long and a lot thicker, so I figured I could handle it.
I took it in my mouth and started to suck it tentatively, working my way up and down the shaft. This wasn’t my first rodeo so soon I was sucking like a pro, stopping to lick his balls now and then. He loved this and was calling me names like dirty lil slut, whore, and bitch. I was really starting to get into it, the thought of sucking Dereks cock in the store room while dressed as a girl was getting me really hot. In my mind I wasn’t gay at all, I was a sexy girl making love to his cock with my mouth. He fumbled in his jeans pocked and pulled out a little brown bottle held it to my nose and told me to inhale. I didn’t know what it was but did it. Almost immediately I felt a huge rush of warmth go through my body and my pulse went way up. My head began buzzing very pleasantly yet intensely and my whole world became focused on the cock he was now forcing down my throat, both hands holding my head, fucking my face like a piston driving in and out past my pretty red lips. I gagged a couple times but that only made him thrust harder., Eventually he cried out and brutally rammed his cock to the hilt, my face pressed flat against his crotch, his hands holding my head in place, tears streaming down my face, while his cocked spasmed in my throat, shooting what seemed like a huge load down my gullet. I don’t know if it was a big load because there was no option of spit or swallow. After a bit I felt him soften in my mouth and he released my head, sliding his semi erect cock out of my mouth. He squeezed his cock from the base to the tip leaving a huge drop at the tip.” Lick it off!” he commanded. I complied eagerly reveling in the salty taste and texture. Suddenly the door opened and I froze, terrified we were discovered!
“Derek, you in here?” somebody asked, unable to see us behind the shelving.
“Yeah, I was changing out a keg. It was a little bitch but once I got the tap in right it fit fine” he said, smirking down at me his cock resting on my lips.
“Well get your ass out here, we need you at the bar!”
“Be right there” he shouted. Tucking his cock back into his Levis, he buttoned up and told me to wait a couple minutes before I left the storeroom. Before he left he told me he was looking forward to seeing me as a freshman next year and that I sucked dick even better than his old girlfriend Mikki. “Maybe I can tap that hot little ass of yours next fall!” and walked out.
I was woozy from the booze, the pot, and the f***eful face fucking I had just received, and giddy with the thought of what I had just done. Secretly pleased that Derek thought I was a better cocksucker than my girlfriend. I lay there on the floor for what seemed like a few minutes but must have passed out for a bit as it was near closing time when I gathered myself up and staggered out of the storeroom. I went into the girls’ bathroom and straightened out my makeup as best I could. I looked quite the sight, my mascara was running down my face, my lipstick was smeared and my lips were red raw and puffy from the brutal treatment they had received from Derek. I don’t think anyone could have looked at me and not known what I had been doing. It took about ten minutes but finally I Iooked presentable. Walking out to the main area of the bar I realized Mikki was nowhere in sight. Danni was still there and I asked her where Mikki was. “She thought you left the bar without telling her so she left with that guy. What happened to you? You look like you’ve been rode hard and put away wet!” Feeling a bit naughty I replied “I was.” Then winked and walked out of the bar.
I froze my legs off walking back to Mikki’s dorm, when I got there her door was locked and I couldn’t hear any noise coming from inside. I knocked but there was no answer. I was totally screwed. I couldn’t hang out in the hallway and I couldn’t walk home in those heels, especially dressed up the way I was. My clothes were in Mikki’s room and I had no Idea where she was. I thought about it for a bit and realized that I did have one option open to me. One I felt oddly appealing, I played Dungeons and Dragons back then and one of the guys I played with, Tracey, lived in an apartment a few blocks away. Tracey was older, maybe around 30 and was gay. I also knew he had a bit of a crush on me. I had turned him down months before but now seemed like a good opportunity to have some more fun while I was dressed up and I knew he wouldn’t out me to everybody as he had told me it would be our little secret if I ever changed my mind.
I walked the five blocks to his apartment and was chilled to the bone by the time I got there. Praying that he was home, I rang his doorbell. It was about 2 am. After another minute I rang it again. I saw a light flick on, Thank God! After a couple minutes Tracey answered the door in his bathrobe. Blinking, he looked at me in confusion “Excuse me miss can I help you?”
“Tracey , it’s me Rob. Can I come in?”
Now he looked even more confused for a moment until I saw realization blossom in his eyes, grinning broadly he stepped back and motioned for me to come in. “And to what honor does bring the warrior maiden Leighanne to my humble abode?” (He always talked that way and Leighanne was the name of one of the characters I played sometimes, an elven warrior princess.) Looking at me he could tell I was freezing so he took me over by the fireplace and got a fire going while I huddled under a blanket he had put around my shoulders. Then he grabbed us a couple glasses of Brandy, waited a few minutes until I had stopped shivering and said “So this is a story I’ve got to hear, Out with it. And I want ALL the details!”
First I needed some more weed, so I had him load us a fat bowl, and then I told him everything between deep pulls on the pipe and sips of Brandy. It was a very good brand, smooth and mellow and also quite strong. By the time my story was finished I was feeling quite mellow and very aroused.”…. And so since I just sucked my first cock as a girl I was hoping maybe you would take my cherry tonite?”
’ Tracey had a grin on about as big as the Cheshire Cat, he leaned forward and took my rednailed hands in has and asked if I was sure, if I wanted I could just crash at his place and he’d go get my stuff in the morning and nobody had to know . I’d had a long time to think about it on the walk over, even though I was freezing the thought of having a man fuck me as a girl got me hotter and hotter the closer I got to Tracey’s apt. But the thought of doing it with Tracey as a guy still repelled me. I didn’t understand the difference and told Tracey this.
“That my dear is because you’re a true Sissy” he explained. “Tell me, when Derek was fucking your mouth, did you get an erection?”
“No” I replied “But I was totally turned on by it. Getting used and dominated like that. It made me feel like a submissive girly slut. But the thought of doing that as a guy grosses me out. So what gives?”
While Tracey worked in the burgeoning field of IT as a systems administrator I also knew he had a Masters in Psychology. “ There isn’t a lot of research in this area,” (It WAS the early eighties)” but I think you have a situational based form of Gender Dysphoria . Basically, put you in the right situation, as in dressed like a girl, and in your mind you become a girl, with all that that implies. In essence, in your mind, you become whatever the clothes you are wearing dictate according to your expectations based upon societal perceptions. “
It was a bit deep for my 17 year old mind but I got the jist of it. If I was dressed like a slut I would act like a slut. If I was dressed like a guy I would act like a guy.
“So I’m not gay then?” I asked with a little too much relief for my comfort. I blushed a bit, my face reddening as I realized the unintended slight to Tracey’s sexuality .
“Do you get Hard with women? “ he asked
“Hell yeah! Mikki and I have been dating for a few months now!” We had met at one of the Universities home games . I had worked the stadiums concession stands for the last few years. Moving my way up as a “Coke” hawker making 10 cents per Coke to a concession stand Mgr by the time I met Mikki. I was serving up some Nachos When this hot lil blonde girl shows up in front of me and asks for no jalapeños, Really? I give her some skin about it and she responds by giving me a challenge. “Fine, if you can eat a beer cup full of these “lightweight” jalapeños. We’ll go out next weekend.” Well, that was a definite ‘no balls” so I had to take the challenge . I wound up shitting fire for three days but I won the challenge. Mikki and had been dating ever since. Sex with her was incredible and I loved eating her pussy til she came. She was VERY responsive and loved having her pussy licked. She even told me I did as good as her old roommate from last year. Who I eventually figured out was Danni, the petite asian girl. I knew Mikki was bisexual and a bit of a self confessed slut, so I had no illusions about her faithfulness. But hell, I was s*******n and NOT about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Sex with her was great and I was willing to put up with a lot to keep that going.
“Well then that’s your primary identity and how you feel dressed as a girl is like an alternate personality” he explained.
Which was all well and good but I was realizing that I was currently dressed as a hot slutty girl, and getting more aroused by the moment. Also that there was an attractive man sitting in front of me with nothing but a silk robe on. One who I knew wanted me and that only made things worse! “Ok, I think I get it but it’s getting really late and I want to feel you inside me”
Smiling, he took the glass from my hand and pulled me to him. He turned me around and took the blanket from my shoulders and then helped me out of my cropped leather biker jacket. He started to massage my neck and shoulders, kissing my neck gently as he did so. His touch was like heaven. He knew all of the right spots to hit and his tongue on my neck was doing very naughty things to my brains pleasure centers. He continued to massage my back shoulders and neck, making me melt with desire. I turned on his lap straddling him and started to kiss him. He responded in kind and I felt his tongue darting in my mouth like an asp, gentle and delicate. His hands rubbed over my body, cupping my ass, feeling my legs and thighs. I got a special thrill when he ran his hands over my ersatz titties as they were feeling especially sensitive. I kissed my way down his neck and chest, opening his robe as I did so. Working my way down to his cock, I had an insatiable need to feel it between my lips. I was gratified to see that he wasn’t as large as Derek or Jon my best friend. I was determined to feel him inside me but was a bit worried about how I would handle it. I had played with some makeshift toys before( a handle from a large screwdriver, a small vibrator I stole from my s****r, the handle of a brush, etc.) but had never had a cock in me before and was unsure how I’d handle a real cock. He was about 6 ½ inches long and thick but not too thick. I started to make love to his dick with my mouth, attempting to emulate the porn stars I’d watched on vhs ,when I would babysit for our neighbors, after the k**s were asl**p. They had a nice collection and my favorite at the time was a star named Ginger Lynn. He was gentle and totally different from Derek and I loved it. I swirled my tongue around the head of his dick and licked up and down his shaft with my lips caressing his balls. Soon he was moaning in pleasure and lifted my head up from his lap. He looked into my eyes for a moment and then kissed me deeply. I knew he was ready to fuck me so I fumbled on the coffee table for Kayla’s purse and the condom’s in it. Pulling one out I tore the wrapper open with my teeth and slipped the condom in my mouth so I could apply it over his dick just like Michelle had done with me so many times before. I tried to roll it down over his cock but it wouldn’t roll down. Eventually I figured out the condom was facing the wrong way and took it out of my mouth and just rolled it on with my hands. So much for my ultra smooth seduction moment!
After I got the condom on him I climbed up on his lap and straddled him, I spit into my hand and lubed up my ass with my saliva and lowered myself upon him. There was a lot of resistance at first but finally the head of his cock slipped inside me. My eyes flew wide open as the pain was pretty intense at first! I held myself there with just the head of him in me and waited until the pain gradually subsided. Slowly I lowered myself down on him pulling back up only to slide back down a little deeper each time, eventually I had all of him inside me and loved the feeling. It was hard but not rigid and unyielding like the toys I had played with before, plus it was warm and velvety. It only took a few moments to decide I loved it. I slid up and down on his cock loving the way he felt in me increasing the speed of my gyrations. After awhile he grabbed my ass and stood up leaving me impaled upon his awesome dick. He gently lowered me down on my back on the carpet next to the fireplace. Putting my legs over his shoulders he started thrusting into me, slowly at first. Soon his tempo increased and he was fucking my ass like a jackhammer. The feeling was incredible! I felt a slow burn starting deep inside me building to a raging bonfire. I knew then that I loved being a girl and taking a man’s cock deep inside me. In that moment I felt completely like I was a female and born for this glory. After what seemed like hours but was entirely too short of a time Tracey cried out thrusting hard into me and collapsed on top of me. After a few minutes he straightened up, sliding his limp cock out of my sensitive ass.
“That was great Baby” he whispered “Was it worth the walk?”
“Definitely” I replied knowing I would find a way to do this again and the sooner the better!







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The true story of my cuckold obsession

I will write the true story and experirnce of my mutual with my wife obsession in cuckold fantasy.
I dont care if some will think its fake I know its true and i want to share it hoping that some of you that read it tellme a different opinion,helpful to understand this better and possibly suggest something that will give me a se
cond chance tomake fantasy reality,
I realised frm my first relationships that after a while i felt extreme arousement imaginig that either i watched my girl fucked in front of me by two well hung men,or me fucking her with afriend..
I couldnt deal with the guilt and i found an excuse that it happens cause i stopped felling love and just see her as a pleasure toy..I hided a lot with this excuse but when it kept happening with every new girl i ha i couldnt deal with it and just hide my guilts,,
After a lot of experience i got married with the love of my life..Sex was fantastic for a lot of years so i felt relief that this thing that makes me feel guilt,wont happen again.
But then came a period tht she went to her f****y in another town,living me alone for weeks.
i tried to watch porn to blow my esteem.
one of the movies i rent had a seen of a husband watching his wife fucked by two black men with giant cocks...He loved it and went to blow his cum in her mouth while the two blacks did the same..
I came like crazy and in a little while i watched again imagining that my wife was that woman and i was the husband.I came even stronger..
after a while when i kept watching the vid,i understood that the only way to deal with it is to reviel to her aboutit..I thought numerous ways but none gave the security i will have a way not to be blamed instantly,so i tried it feeling secure and decide to drive it along her respose..
One night tha i took care she d***k enough to liberate but not too much,i used her liberated mood to have sex in a very hot way,she layed exausted and satisfied in my chest telling me how she enjoyed it.
In awhile i changed the conversation,telling her i want to tell asecret,
Full of curiosity she urged me to tell it,enjoying my hand that grabbed one of her big tits.
Boldly i said i had adream where two beautiful black men were fucking her together in front of me...after i dropped the bomb i waited for some reaction.
She answered,that dreams are dreams,so why i have it as a secret...I am embarassed to know what you will think if i tell you that it turned me on,that really i want an honest answer to feel honest with you,whatever the answer is,so find a way to handle it..
I frozed but i was also relieved to tell her and i waited for her answer ready to deal with it.
She surprised me.If you explain to me what makes you horny about it,i will be able to tell you how i feel,she answered.
I didnt thought much,before i decided to tell the truth..
I think that what turns me on so much about this story,is to watch you having so much pleasure in front of me,without any guilts,to watch also other men want you like crazy and giving you the best pleasure they cannand you giving them so much pleasure managing both of them,freely bahaving like aslut and enjoy it..
She sighed with relief,and said..That is so different with the stimulation possibly be that it turns you on to think me humiliated and fucked as cum bucket from men who just want to fuck a pussy,you undestand?she asks me,Now i understand,i didnt think this way the story could go...
I m happy with what turns you on in this story..
What do you mean i ask,tell me what you think i mfull of anxiety..
So my answer is that i dont feel bad at all,and i have to tell you that this kind of story turns me on for the same reasons..
That changed all our sex life,we started telling each other various scenarios all of which ended in her getting fucked by two men with me watching,or a stoy that drove me sharing her with a friend fucking her together..
it was so hot every time,getting even better with a lot of ways we discover,starting making the story togethr while fucking,thus creating a new interesting story.Then i told her about the vid that woke my fantasy because the wife in the story looked so much like her,even her body and mainly the tits tha were the same sixe,a little down due to their weight and the identicalbig nipples of my wifed.She hurried me to watch it,and when we did she also saw how she plooked alike with the woman in the moovie she told me thateven her can fantasize herself in the moovie..So i made her to describe what she is dooing with the two men as she was her..we had unbielievable orgasm,and since then we looked and find porn clips where w woman that looks a lot like her is fucked either in front of her husband with at least two guys or she somehow aggrees to get fucked by her husbands friend and him...
The number of possible scenarios is so big...we never felt tired but also kept open to explore the fantasy that gave as the best sex of our life.
n awhile she added dildos of any size and colour using them to show me how the men fuck her in front of me or adding th cock of a friend to mine to show how i share her with my friend..
None of this ways was useless cause we always added new versions combining our imaginatios that were on fire giving always different ant most intense pleasure the way we used them.We tried to make a film were i would fuck her in all positions hoping to modify it in away that it looked like two men were fucking her,we even thought to use masks and upload it in the net to see the viewers reactions and comment something tht aroused both of us..To our bad luck and poor knowledge of this things we failed,
Afte r some days and having just enjoye her show of being fucked by a friend of mine with abig cock i enter the action having my cock treated the best way by her mouth while i enjoyed how she showed me the way the big cock fucked her pussy stretching it she drove my cock in her ass having a DP,and after she came so many times took our cocks to cum in her mouth,my cum was so much that the dildo filled wth sperm making it easy for her to picture she was cum filled by two cocks,loving it and showing to me how she got facialized by my cock and my friends
i enjoyed her show ending with her sucking dry two cocks swalloing all the cum.
i was so horny like she,and when the bomb qwestion was asked by her i had no trouble answering sicerely.
after all these experience is there something that changed your certainty that you wouldnt dare to make this fantasy real?
Yes i answered honestly,after all the axperiences we had i found that in certain circumstances,it could happen.
but this combined circumstances are absolutely imposible.
Interesting she said,will you tell them to me?
I will i aggree but tell me first if something similar happened to you.
No i just sometime wonde if it could happen someway not wanting but curious..and didnt find a way that may make it hapen.
thats why i want to know what you thought,tell me,she begged taking my cock in her mouth for a
while...
I explained what i meant telling her that we both decide to try it with the same passion,was the first reassuranse,then we should find out for sure tha one of my friends like her so much he wants to fuck her desperately,cause only with a friend i would feel comfortable,the third condition is that she likes him herself and want to have him fuck her,,,and finally making it even more difficult it shoud be a way to make him admitt his attraction,managing the same time that i dont mind at all but like it and she wants him too ending with the necessity he aggrees to fuck her with me...The other scenario of me watching her fucked in trying for real made me unable to find any conditions,,
she was obviously surprised,but she told me,,You are right,if these all happen i too believe now that coulmake it happen,but as you say it is almost impossible for this to happen,but not all of them.what do you mean? i asked,her replying:the first two are overcome easily,you would consider it if i consider it too.i confess that i consider it for good,needig you feel the same...Wow!i answer,thiw is intriguing,The third is that find exciting for me...Yes i answer,i think you see them all as turn offs.What if i tell you i find some of them attractive enough to think how they fuck me...
I would be suprised happily,and get a hard on i answewr,
the next condition you put and i agrre completely is that he is attracted to me enough to want to fuck me,which i think is the most imposible one.
dont be so sure i can argue that..so whats left?To convince hime thar we both like it and ask him to fuck you with me.So many impossible things she says..
No it not so hsrd i first thought..
\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\what yoy mean she says.
I mean the first two are already covered as we both admitted,So whats left is to be for you some ore one friend of mine that you would like to fuck with and if he feels the same and admit it the only thik left is to reassure him we both like it and convine him to fuck you with ne...if the last is not accepted i would settle with him fucking you in front of me or alone and tape it so i seeit thenme too she agrees but still a lot seemimpossible to me...I dont agree,if there is anyone of my friends tht turns you on the rest is easy..
What do you mean if i tell you someone ore more that i would like to fuck why the rest is easy?
Because i noticed for sure tha most of my friends look at yoy secretely staring at your tits,and eventwo of them got a hard on
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Friends Mom - True Story

Once again I am gonna share another story from my past. It is a true story and if you read my other story, you will recall that I mentioned that it may not be super hot, but, it is still all true. To me, that is the best kind of story.

When I was in college, I had a this italian buddy in my fraternity. His mom was smoking hot! Everyone of us would eye fuck her when she came to visit him at the frat house. Needless to say he didn't care for our eye googling and would typically keep her away from the house. I don't know about anyone else, but I could swear that she enjoyed the attention just by the looks and slight touching she would always do. You know, the stroke of the arm as she talks it up to find out about her boy, the shift in her hips when we line up to give her hugs. She had to know that we wanted to press up against her sweet titties. She was about 5'6" and 110 or 120 lbs soaking wet. Her tits had to be 34 full C or D's. I'm guessing but with a small frame, all women's tits look huge.

Anyways, on with my story. She came by one weekend to see her son. She was always alone because she was divorced. Well she stopped by and I just woke up and walked to get our mail when I saw her. She was walking up in her tights jeans, v neck shirt with her tits bouncing around. Of course I had to say hello and invite her in. My buddy was out since he had slept over a some chicks place that he'd bangin and he may have slept in too late. Anyways, we sat down by the pool table in our living room and I made an excuse that he went out to drive another frat b*o to the airport in the morn. I stepped away and gave my b*o a little heads up at the chicks place to warn him and give myself a time frame on how long I can flirt.

I ended up talking about all things under the sun and made mention that it was nice to see her around so much. I talked about my mom and how she is single and how it was hard for her to date too. I also mentioned it must be nice to come to the frat house and have all the guys waiting with thier tongues out whenever she came by. Obviously, the conversation turned to me flirting hard and just showering her with compliments. I would make mention about how sexy she was for her age and every once in awhile I would try not to look to obvious that I was getting a hard on talking about her body. I was trying to show her I was turned on without letting her know I was trying to let her see. She shifted a little when I mentioned her tits and how I think they must feel good. She said I was getting a little forward and although she was enjoying it, she mentioned it was inappropriate. So we left it at that.

Later on that night, as with every weekend, we had a party. And like clockwork, my buddy took her out and away from the d***kin guys in the house. This time when they came back I was waiting outside when his mom walked to her car. I mentioned it was too early and that she really enjoy the night instead of going to her motel. She said she was tired from the drive and she wanted to go back and relax. So being that I was a little braver from the alcohol, I asked her if she would some company and a couple of beverages to wind down with at her motel. She looked at me for a moment and with a sly smile said sure.

So we got back to her motel which was a couple of miles, less than 3, away. When we get there, she got changed into more comfortable clothes, i.e. a long tee. Man I was getting hard looking at her legs as she took the beers that I took from the party. She did the laying on the belly postion as we talked. I was sitting at the table and she kicked her legs up in the air as we chatted and with every kick, her ass would peek through. I finally broke down and told her that I was so horny looking at her and I had one of the biggest hardon's of my life. She looked dissappointed so I asked why. She was sad that it was one of the biggest instead of the biggest hardon I have ever had. BINGO. I stood up and showed her that it could be with her help. She told me to undress and so I tore off my clothes as fast as I could and started walking over to the bed. She stopped me and made me sit back down at the table. What the fuck! I soon learned that she wanted me to sit there and continue our conversation from earlier next to the pool table. Then she asked if I could tell her wat I would have done with her on the pool table.

I started a story and began to peel off the last of my clothes. My boxers finally on the ground with me stroking my cock, she sat at the edge of the bed and took off her tee. She looked so sexy in her panties, unfortunatley they were like granny panties, but sexy none the less. She pulled them aside and started to finger fuck herself while I told her my fantasy. She eventually came listening to me and hoped I would cum too! I mentioned I wanted to cum but not like that. I wanted her to help me. She beckoned me over and layed me on the bed. She started to lick her way up my leg and sucking my cock. I was so ready to pop from this cougar going down on me but I held back because I wanted to fuck her so bad. After a bit, I turned her over and told her I wanted to taste her and buried my face in her wet juicy pussy. After making her cum again, she turned me over again and obliged part of my fantasy and titty fucked me. I told her I needed to get my condom and she told me to hurry. I went to get my rubber from my jeans and I couldn't find it. FUCK!!!! I walked back to her with my head hung low and told her the bad news. She was very dissapointed herself. I asked her if she could rub her lips on my cock ad make me cum that way and she said she would try. So i layed on the bed and she lowered herself on my the base of my cock and started the slide. It was the best pussy slide I have ever had, then, and now! After some time, she was really getting into it and mentioned she might cum again. I told her I wanted to try to cum at the same time. She got into a nice pace when we took a long stroke and in went my cock. She went for a bit then jumped off my cock feeling embarressed. She was sorry fucking me! I told her I was enjoying myslef so much that I was ok if she wanted to fuck bareback. I also mentioned that I don't have anything and that she was the first bareback pussy for me. She thought about it and said that since she done down there that she was ok with it too. She also laughed and made mention that she couldn't say the same about being the first bare cock layed in her.

So there I am with my cock dripping wet with her juices. I turn her over on her back and slowly guided my dick inside her. Her faces were the sexiest everytime I would thrust inside her. After a couple of thrusts I would pull my cock out and lick her pussy. She LOVED that. She was picking up the pace and so was I. I told her I was ready to cum and she told me that she wanted me to cum deep inside her so I grabbed her legs and threw them on my shoulder and buried my cock as deep as I could and came. After I was done unloading inside of her, I layed kept her in the same positon and ate her pussy and ass. She went fucking ballistic over it. What she did say after I ate her creampie was that that was a first. She recovered and fucked 2 more times that night. The next cumshot was in her mouth, my request. The last was in her pussy, her request. I wanted to sl**p it off but she told me she didn't want her son to find us out so she kicked me out. I took the walk of shame and turned it into the walk of fame.

Everytime she visited, the same happened. I would go back to her motel room and we would fuck like rabbits. The last time we fucked was his grad party and we went our seperate ways. Thanks for reading. This was all true and I hope you enjoyed it.
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A True Story About a Foolish Man

A True Story About a Foolish Man by MaxMon



This is a true story. It happened when I was in my early thirties. Honestly, I don't care if you believe me, especially since I've written quite a few factitious stories on this forum, but I feel a need to share it anyway.

Her name is Julia and I got to know her through a mutual friend, to the point to which I became close friends with her and her husband, Matt, as well. They were a fun couple and we spent a lot of time together. We'd go out for happy hour most Friday evenings, to parties frequently and they would come and see my band every chance they got.

Julia was beautiful, with a nice firm body and a killer smile. If I had to give you a reference, think about Kim Bassinger, except Julia had short hair. Her face was incredibly attractive, which also reflected her intellect. We hit it off quite well. I always found it ironic that she made her living working major accounts on the phone for LM Berry, since her demeanor in person was so captivating and fantastic. Matt and I became good friends, and on occasion the two of us guys would spend time together when Julia was busy.

When I broke up with a long standing girlfriend they were both there to console me, to give me hope that it wasn't the end of the world. The experience brought us even closer together, and unfortunately, I fell in love with Julia shortly thereafter. I kept it a secret I revealed only to a few good friends.

After listing to numerous stories about her sex life-- when she attended college at OSU-- I concluded she was a sex addict, which didn't bother me in the least. I got the sense that she screwed just about any man that took even the remotest interest in her, and she justifiably referred to herself as a college slut. I wished I had known her back then. But Julia touted that those times were in the past, that she had settled down once she got married.

Thing is, though, she and Matt got together with my guitarist friend, Greg, and his wife for drinks. They came to realize Julia and Matt had a great sense of humor and a good-spirited attitude toward life. After their evening together, Greg pulled me aside at band practice and told me he thought Matt and Julia were looking to do the old swap thing, that their advances toward him and his wife caught him off-guard. Knowing Greg would never share his wife, that he was actually an incredibly handsome prude, I knew Greg would give the both of them the cold shoulder thereafter.

I felt terrible about this news. First, because I was their good friend who adored their marriage, and secondly... I loved her very much. I felt hurt, betrayed and offended that if they did swing, that Julia might have talked Matt into letting me have sex with her. Such was not the case; rather, after thinking about it, and loosing much sl**p, it occurred to me that considering Julia's disposition, swinging was a way for her to get the sex-thrill-fix in a way acceptable to her husband-- as opposed to going behind his back. So, with much effort I got over my feelings (or should I say buried them) because I really valued our mutual friendship and wanted to remain friends without complications. They never disclosed their clandestine activities to me despite us being so close, which hurt a bit, too.

A few years later my band was playing a large summer festival and part of the act included the cover tune, Simply Irresistible, so we talked Julia and Greg's wife to put on black mini-skirts and dance like the beauties in the Robert Palmer video as part of our opening act. They sure looked the part, and Greg's wife was a professional dancer, whereas Julia, well... she seemed to have a hard time with the choreography. Since she was so irresistibly beautiful in that tight black dress the band decided to put her on stage anyway.

To make a long story short, Julia got nervous about being in front of 5,000 people and she got d***k. Greg's wife was pissed, having to dance with a d***k Julia, who was falling all over the place-- much to the entertainment of those in front of the stage because she fell a few times and gave them quite a show.

Anyway, midway through the set Julia stood off-stage next to me (why do we bass players get put next to that damn crash symbol?) and danced for me quite an erotic dance that distracted the hell out of me, along with the stage crew. She flashed me a glimpse of her tits and pulled up her miniskirt to show me her pretty panties, laughing her ass off; apparently, she found the expression of amazement on my face quite amusing herself. Just after I completed a solo Julia snuck out onto stage and grabbed my arm, yelled into my ear how much she liked my stage presence, then slid her tongue in my ear and grabbed my ass for good measure! Shit, that was unexpected. But I will have you know I didn't miss a note!

After the set ended, the other members of the band compared notes, and the guys seemed to think she had it out for me. That is, that she was going to jump my bones. Greg's wife said she fortunately went missing, so I went out looking for her knowing she was probably going to get into trouble.

I came across our drummer, Mike, who informed me that his nephew just told him that Julia took him aside and gave him a blowjob behind the stage 'just for the fun of it.' Oh, my, I knew she was probably on a roll, perhaps taking on the guys from the other band we toured with that summer. Nope, they hadn't seen her.

When I finally got back to my RV, perhaps an hour and a half later, I was surprised to find Julia sitting behind the driver's wheel totally naked, drinking a cup of coffee. I looked around to see if Matt was with her. She told me that Matt caught the act on stage and got real pissed off and left without her, that she was going to stay with me for the rest of the evening.

She stood up and greeted me with a big smile, pushed her firm breasts up as if to offer them to me and said, "Guess who I decided to fuck this evening?"

When I said, "Mike's nephew?" she laughed hysterically and said she enjoyed getting him off so quickly, that he was 'such a young pup, who probably couldn't fuck worth a darn.'

"I want to fuck you because you did such a great show this evening. I want to be your groupie, your Robert Palmer girl. Didn't you ever want to fuck one of those hot girls in the video?" she said with lust in her eyes. "Well. I'm a much better fuck than those girls and I aim to prove it."

I felt exhausted after preforming and wracked my tired brain as to how to proceed. The love of my life was standing there naked as a jay-bird, looking sexy as hell, her body bathed in the muted light of the full moon that cascaded over her through the overhead dome. It looked like she sobered up somewhat, but she was still pretty d***k and I didn't want to take advantage of the situation. Matt was a good friend and I never screwed around with a married woman... yet there she was. And she wanted me!

What can I tell you other than the sex was great, that we hit it off in that regard, too. I felt embarrassed and proud when we received a standing ovation at breakfast by the rest of the camp who had to listen to our loud lovemaking.

During breakfast Julia said, seemingly quite sincerely, that Matt wasn't so good a lover, that she had been thinking about leaving him. My heart skipped a beat and my emotions flooded in, my better judgment cast aside. We began to have an affair, getting together anytime we could. I wanted to see her every day for the rest of my life.

Even when the three of us got together, we played things off well. We feigned nothing but platonic affection and Matt didn't seem to notice anything different. I felt like a real dirt-bag because he was such a nice guy. He deserved better and probably even if things did work out between me and Julia whose to say she wouldn't do the same thing to me?

All I can say is that love is blind. Marriage is the Institution for the Blind, but that's another story. I was infatuated with Julia and I wanted to marry her myself. She told me that she loved me long before we started having sex, how revitalizing it was to fall in love with someone who was a good friend before the sexual encounter.

We started taking stupid risks, being seen by their mutual friends. Sometime she would go home smelling like she just had sex. The musicians in the band tried to point out that noting good would come from this tryst, that I should end it, but I was in love. I wanted things to work out, that we might spend the rest of our lives together. Ha!

The highlight of our stupidity came a few months later, when Julia and Matt planned a party at their house. At the last moment, Matt was called to work second shift that evening (he was a nurse). They both asked me to sit in as co-host for the party in his absence. This was not a good idea, but I reluctantly agreed. During the party Julia treated me as if we were a couple, and drew strange looks from her friends, who concluded, justly so, that we were having an affair.

I felt concerned Matt would find out and I had no idea how he would react; I was concerned he would kick my ass and I resolved that if a fight were to ensue I wouldn't fight back. Actually, I felt like I needed a beating for acting so far outside of my own ethical standards.

The party went well, and Julia once again had too much to drink. I know this sound like a pattern with her; however, she rarely got d***k. I, too, had one to many. I felt an even greater bond with Julia since we did act as a couple for the first time hosting a social event. It felt great for both of us. Have I mentioned how stupid I can be? Well, hang in there because I get even stupider! LOL

By the time Matt got back to the house the party was in a state of decline. Most had gone off to find better things to do and the few who remained were quite mellow, listening to the stereo and watching TV. Julia made Matt some food and shortly thereafter he said he was beat after working a double-shift, that he was going to bed. Her really did look tired.

Another few hours passed and eventually Julia and I were left alone. OK, so here comes the brilliant idea, and the incredible stupid thing we did. Julia seemed to glow with the impression that we were a legitimate couple that evening and she wanted to have sex! I told her that sex in the house with her husband asl**p in the other room would be simply insane. She took off her shirt amd bra and shoved her tits in my face, her husband sl**ping in the room a few feet down the hall. She wanted to give me a blow-job, that getting me off in the house with Matt sl**ping was turning her on something fierce. She went on about how close she felt toward me after playing husband and wife during the party, that she wanted to send me off satiated.

What can I say other than the fact is that Julia had a way with me, a sexuality that I couldn't resist. She was like a frigging vampire. She was the best I've ever had, and that says a lot because in my youth I was a bit of a dynamo myself. Between the drinks and her aura of feminine eroticism I gave in.

She took me by the hand and led me to the basement--to the crypt-- where the place was set up as a large entertainment center, with a double-bed in the corner. She pulled my pants down, pushed me on the bed and went down on me with a ferocity that seemed even beyond her amazing natural abilities. Julia played with her pussy while she sucked on my dick, and once she started moaning I told her to shut the fuck up, else she would wake Matt. To be honest, the risk factor turned me on, too.

Man was I a stupid fucker, letting her talk me into this one. But instead of getting off and getting the hell out of there, when Julia took her pants off I let her get on top of me. She was a moaner, a woman who could come at the drop of a dime, so I did my best to quell her expressions of passion, but apparently she was loud enough. That is, loud enough to wake Matt in that we heard footsteps upstairs and he was calling her name.

Julia dismounted me and before we knew it we heard the door to the basement open. She quickly laid down by the side of the bed, away from view from the stairs. I quickly hoisted up my pants and did the possum thing, making believe I was asl**p. My heart was beating fast when we were screwing, but the Adrenaline flow into my body pumped me up further.

The stairway light went on, a bright bulb suspended above the bottom stairs. When Matt came down the stairs sl**py-eyed looking for his wife I made believe I didn't hear him until he called me a few times. The light from the stairs created a shadow just above where Julia lay naked beside the bed, quiet as a church-mouse, and the rest of the room was fully illuminated. Then, he came down the stairs!

I tell you, I had never acted so well in my entire life than when Matt came down those stairs. At least I thought my performance of being asl**p was absolutely brilliant.

I rolled over to look at him, to give him a half-asl**p glance before laying my head back on the pillow, facing away from the light. Man, I was in quite a spot, thinking about what to do if he discovered Julia laying naked beside the bed an arms length away from me. To add to my distress, I noticed he was carrying something. What might you ask was it that he was carrying? Fucking Julia's bra! She left it on the couch, the silly twit.

I had to do a second take, so I leaned back over and said to him that Julia went out with a few of her girlfriends for a drink about an hour ago, that I drank too much myself and decided to crash out. I apologized for perhaps being so loud when I took my shoes off, that I might have awoken him, adding the fact that I was pretty d***k myself. He did a serious scan of the basement, and didn't question me any further. He must have concluded that Julia went out with her friends because, from what he could see, she sure as hell wasn't down here with me sitting on my dick. Fuck, I am such a fool!

After he went back upstairs I heard him climb the stairs to the second floor, and Julia sprang up, put on her pants and shirt, which she somehow knew to snag and hide with her in a moments notice. She went out the back door, around the house and knocked on the front door, which drew Matt to let her in. The thing was I doubted he would believe her because she was barefooted, her shoes taken off long ago upstairs. Yikes.

So, now what do I do? Do I lay there in a state of panic or do I get the hell out to my car through the back door?

I waited and listened. An argument ensued and escalated, their voices getting louder and louder, the stomping of his feet ringing in my ears like the waves of guilt that passed through me with greater intensity each passing moment. I put on my shoes and left, slamming the back door behind me. I figured that if questioned I would tell him I didn't want to listen to them argue, since Matt had already woken me up. I think that was the smartest thing I had done all evening. I'm such a stupid fuck!

Needless to say, my relationship with Matt drew colder, but he never asked me about that evening. Julia said she was going to leave him and come live with me. But when the crucial time came for her to make the transition she got cold feet; she decided to try and work things out with Matt. I was devastated, but I deserved the pain and anguish for thinking something good would come from such shenanigans.

The most disparaging aspect of the experience was that I lost two fantastic friends. A year later I learned that Julia left Matt to go live with some other lover, that I guess I was merely a fad. I never had sex with a married woman again. Want to hear the real sad part? I still love her and would take her back even today, so many years later. I never married myself, seemed to compare all my subsequent lovers to her and felt at a loss to find someone who made me feel like I did when I was with her.

One might say I pay for my sin even today, as I recollect this tragedy. I know some of you might wonder why I feel as such, that I should have found love and gotten married long ago. Well, as you read my story you can see I'm a stupid fuck that doesn't know how to love the right woman.

A few years ago I ran into a mutual friend, who gave me her number. I called and she answered by saying, "Who gave you my number? Please don't call here again.. I have to go... I'm married and my son is in the tub."

If you don't think this is a true story, go fuck yourself because it really hurt to write about it. I feel so pathetic, still beating myself up over water that flowed under the bridge long ago. I'm a fool to let her break my heart, and a silly person to bring up such feelings by writing about it.... Continue»
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