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Sara and My Long Awaited Trip to the Sun PART 1

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When Sara finishes giving me an earth-shattering orgasm, I cannot move. Once I stop trembling, I am totally spent but invigorated too and ... ... Continue»
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Sara and My Long Awaited Trip to the Sun PART 1

Sara and I arrive at the airport, ready to have to our long waited trip to the sun. As I step to a kiosk to get our boarding passes, Sara gets a phone call from her friend Laura. She tells Laura the plane will take off in 1hour. After disconnecting the call, we head for the lounge to get drinks before we board our flight.

We take a table with a nice view of the planes. A pretty waitress comes to our table asking what we would like to drinks. I look at Sara. For some reason, she seems scared to me.
“Just a water.” she says to the nice woman. I order a cola while looking at Sara. She seems somehow very distant. She will not make eye contact with me. Instead, she just watches the planes outside. Maybe it is my own fault she seems distant. After all, I was a bit rough with her on our last date in the forest. Even she wanted to, and seemed to like it?

While my mind took me back to that day, the waitress came back with our drinks. Sara grabs the water and starts to drink. She’s so nervous water spills on her shirt. Her shirt is all wet. She looks at me with frightened eyes.

“Don’t worry,” I say. “Just come to the rest room and we will dry it up.” Her pink bra is showing through her wet shirt. Damn what a nice view!

In the lady's restroom, I ask Sara to take off her shirt. She silently she takes it off and hands it to me. Her pink bra is also wet so she hands it to me as well; her face looking down.

“Don’t be shy. We are in a ladies restroom what could happen?” The words help her to relax and get more comfortable. The shirt is soaked.
“Can’t get it dry so quick.” I gave her my jacket with the zipper so we can get our drinks and move to the plain.

Sara seemed more relaxed. She smiles and asks for more water. She is still so young. She forgot she gave her ID to me . . . silly teen girl.
We get to the boarding aria where Sara asks for a seat next to the window. I tell her its fine by me. The cabin is big; three by three seats across. We have two seats next to window over the right wing.
Sara looks so cute in that to large jacket I gave her. I take her shirt. It is almost dry.
She takes it and opens the zipper of her jacket. I look at her and say.
“What are you doing? The plane is nearly full.” Seemly without a care, she takes off my jacket. She is nude to the waist. Her lovely breasts move delightfully, as she puts the shirt on.
Sometimes I really do not understand little Sara. But that is exactly what I like about her.

After take-off, we climb high into the sky. Sara looks at a girl in the seat ahead of us. She has nice blond hair.

“What is it?” I asked. “You like that girl?”
“Yeah! Ask her to take a seat here with us.”
“Baby she’s calling. How can I ask? Just leave it. We have a nice free seat it’s okay.” I tell her.

Sara looks outside her window, and falls asl**p.

Later I woke up. The plane all dark and quiet. Everyone seemed to sl**p. Just like little Sara. I cannot describe how sexy she is. Her nice white shirt, black leggings, short skirt.
Just looking at her turns me on. Without a thought, my hand goes between her open legs.
Mmmmmm her pussy feels warm. I hear her moan. She seemed to like it even in her sl**p. I look around to see if someone heard. No one seems to have noticed. Everybody is still quiet. My hand slightly moving in her leggings, I stroke her pussy lips through the soft cloth. Now her head is moving around; little moans coming from her throat.

I feel her little pussy getting wet; soaking the crotch of her leggings. I don’t want to wake Sara so I f***e myself to stop and leave her pussy alone.

Sara sl**ps for three more hours. I cannot believe she is so tired. It seems she needed the rest. She wakes smiling.
“I had a very nice dream. You were fucking me.”
I smiled knowing that in a way, I was. The girl in the seat ahead must have heard the f-word. She turns around and looks at us shaking her head with a frown.

Few hours later, we land and get a cab to the hotel. Finally, in our room, Sara is all-happy. Our room has a nice balcony. She runs outside and looks. A nice big smile on her face, I am happy to see.
“Pfffew” she says and let herself fall on the bed.

“Can I take a shower?”
“Sure.” I say. She quickly gets all naked right before my eyes and walks to the shower.

I hear all she is doing . . . washing herself. From the bathroom, she yells:
“Take out something for me to wear!” I jump off the bed and open her bags. I took out a bright yellow bikini. I want her to go with me to the beach. I promised it to her long ago on xHamster.

There she is all naked and wet.
“What did you choose for me?” she asked breathing heavily from the hot shower with a big smile on her pretty face.
“Yes baby we go to the beach.”

“Oh great!” she answers putting on the very brief bikini.

“There, the sea!” She yells running. I throw down the towels and bags and take out after her. She looks so hot with her breasts half down in the water. She keeps teasing me whit them . . . touching. Suddenly my hand is between her legs. She seems shocked.
“Relax nobody can see under water. She likes it and moans. I feel her hot pussy. I can feel her moving on my hand. She begs for more. Slowly I take her hand and move it between my legs.
Damn she knows how to handle my pussy. Before I know it, she puts a finger inside me.
“Oooh!” I cannot control myself and start to moan. She dives and starts licking me under water. Moving my panties aside and licking my clit. I grab her head and push it deeper into my cunt. She comes to take a breath and dives back down to finish the job. I am growing to a really hard orgasm. I pull her out of the sea.
“What happened?” she asks.
“Nothing! Just please let us go back to our hotel room!”

Quickly, we gather our stuff and run to our room.
“Baby please finish me.” I ask Sara.
If it pleases you mistress!” she says pushing me down on the bed. She goes back to work with her soft tongue on my clit. I knew she was a slut. However, I never was prepared for this. I grab her head and push it hard between my legs; her tongue strokes between my pussy lips I feel every breath she takes; every movement of her lips and tongue in my wet cunt. Suddenly Sara stops and grabs something out of her bag.
“Ooooh!” I groan as I see the sex toy we bought in her hand. Sara is a sweet weird girl before I realize she has the toy in my pussy. She fucked me with it like a real slut. Ooh the feeling of her moving it in and out makes my cunt more wet. I feel the drips running down my leg. I cannot control my breath. Moans came out of me, louder and louder. Sara does not stop. The toy is moving so fast I cannot feel whether it is in or out. She lowers her head to my cunt; her tongue licking my hard clit.
“Squirt on me please!” she asks.
“I can’t squirt!” I am now frantic for my orgasm. Nevertheless, she does not listen. She is too busy with the toy and her tongue. I feel all my body shut down. I focus on the spot Sara is serving.
My body starts to shake. I have lost all control over my legs. Before I can warn Sara, I com. so hard. Sara does not seem to notice. She keeps licking.
“Please stop.” I ask her. “My cunt is so sensitive.”

Sara worked so hard her arms are shaking too.

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Sara and My Long Awaited Trip to the Sun PART 3

Sara looked at me earnestly. "What'd she say?"

I look down at my feet. "She has photos." I say miserably.

The dear c***d-woman's frightened look shows her concern. "What photos, of who? What’s wrong?"

"Of you baby, She made photo’s while you lay handcuffed on the bed."
Coward that I am I gave only a half-truth thinking that if she heard the whole story, I would lose her. I decided to put off giving her the details. I could wait; right? Maybe it would be easier if we talked some more. I am such a coward. Sara loves me and believes in me and I return her love with what? I tell myself I do not have the strength to tell her the price to get those stupid photos back. How can I tell her the hard truth; that she will have to have sex with a woman she does not know?
“She will call us at twelve o’ clock. Let’s get some sl**p and wait for her call with more details.”
Sara sits on the bed, looking worried. I have never left her with unresolved fears before this. I have always been her fearless protector. My throat is dry and my belly feels like it is full of dust. How did I become so fearful? I sit beside her and begin to rub the soft smooth skin of her back. “Calm down, it all will be fine.
I am taking pleasure from the touch. What a fake I am. I am taking pleasure from my sacrificial lamb! I do not think I could feel any worse. Sara sighs and puts her head on the pillow. This is so wrong she accepts my words of cowardice as if they were true. My guilt is a dry hard knot inside me.
Not long after she falls asl**p.
I watch her sl**p. She looks so lovely . . . so peaceful. I watch her delicate lips move with her breath. I want so badly to go back in time and make things right. Perhaps I can talk into the horrible woman when she calls. Maybe I can still make things right; so Sara stays safe without doing anything she wouldn’t want.
I hadn’t realized I fell asl**p until I wake to the sound of my mobile phone. I realize it must be her!
“Yes?” I say softly
“Good! You answered.” She has a smoker’s hoarse voice that makes my insides shrink.
“What do you want from us?”
“I thought my letter was clear on that score.” Her tone is icy.
“Please don’t do this to us.”
“One o’ clock in the lobby of the hotel! Be there!” She hisses fiercely.
I look over at Sara still sl**ping. I want to have just one minute more where she still trusts me.
“Wake up dear one.” I say kissing her hair. She wakes slowly stretching. The skin of her arms tightens and glows in the lamp light. I can see her little nipples move under her top.
“Hurry up we have to go!”
“Where? What’s wrong?”
“We’re going to see a lady in the lobby!”
“WHY?”
“She wants to speak with us." Why can’t I just say it? Nevertheless, the moment passes as Sara looks into my eyes.
“Okay” Sara says. “Let’s get this done and go home.”
In the elevator, I cannot look Sara in the eyes. I focus on the passing floor numbers instead.
We arrive in the lobby, but I do not see the horrid woman. I feel giddy. Maybe, I hope, we don’t have to see her. I turn to take my young charge back to the room. Picture or no, I am ready to check out and flee!
However, as I turn, the lady behind the reception desk catches my eye and waves at us. We walk towards her.
“I have a letter for you two.”
I take the letter with trepidation and walk away, Sara following behind having caught my mood of desperation and seemingly lost in thought. I stop and I feel her warm arms around my waist as I start reading it. A key falls into my hand at I open it.

“Hello Sluts,
I knew you two would arrive.
I hope Sara is ready for her task.
Come to the 24st floor suite.
You will need the key to get up here.
Lady Lisa.”


Looking around my shoulder, Sara has read it too.
“What is she talking about? What task?”
My gut clenches. Be calm I scream to myself.
“I don’t know baby. Let’s get up there and see what she wants?” Another chance to come clean passes by. I hate myself.
Looking up into my eyes, I can see that Sara senses my mood. She is clearly worried now. Nevertheless, she trusts me and walks with me to the elevator. My legs are leaden as I lead poor trusting Sara from the lobby. In the elevator, I insert the key push the button to the 24th floor.
It seems like forever before the elevator gets there. Sara looks frightened.
“I’m sorry.” She thinks it is her fault.
I almost tell her she is not in trouble. But what will happen tonight belies that thought. The elevator stops, doors slowly open. The suite is dark. I can only make out shadows. I walk two steps before stopping fearfully.
I take Sara’s hand sweaty but warm. The elevator doors close behind us. It starts back down leaving us no escape. The room we occupy is silent. I can hear the bl**d rushing in my ears. I also hear Sara’s trembling breaths.
Then the lights go on. I am blinded. When I can see, Lady Lisa is standing in the middle of the room. She is dressed in a black thong and black bra.
Sara squeezes my hand.
“Good! You both came obediently.”
Smiling fiercely, she turns to me, her eyes bore into mine.
“But you know I only want Sara. She hisses at me.”
“I know. And here she is.” I whisper dejectedly giving the hand I hold to Lisa.
“What! What is happening?” wails Sara.
“It’s going to be okay.” I promise.
Sara looks back at me with pleading frightened eyes.
She tries to break away from the horrid woman shouting: “Why? What’s happening?”
Lisa keeps my Sara in a tight grip and pulls her close.
“And now . . . it’s time for you to leave my dear.” She croaks.
“Please can I stay here? I won’t do anything!”
“NO!!”
Stunned, I walk backwards and push the button to call the elevator.
Sara’s look pleads with me. My hear breaks.
“What’s going to happen?”
Before I can answer, Lisa smiles fiercely at Sara.
“Well my c***d . . . I will use you . . . fuck you . . . and abuse you anyway I want. Is that clear enough for you dear?”
Sara tries to get loose; but fails. Lisa is much stronger.
The elevator doors open. I back in.
“Please baby it will all be fine.” Lisa has turned her back on me. Before I can change my mind, I slip back out just as the doors close. Stealthily I creep to the right and behind a column projecting from the wall.
Thank God, she doesn’t see my trick. The elevator goes down the shaft.
I am in a relatively dark part of the foyer. The carpeting is thick so I do not have to worry about Lisa hearing my steps. I open my mouth to breathe silently while keeping watch. Sara is clearly frightened.
“Please let me go! I didn’t do anything, I won’t tell.”
“No little Sara you cannot leave now. You are my entertainment for the evening. Moreover, when I am done with you, I will let you go free. So you see, you have nothing to fear. Do you?”
Sara tries to bite Lisa on the arm. Whereupon, Lisa throws her to the carpet. The thick carpet prevents any lasting damage. However, the suddenness of it stuns her.
Ow! My shoulder hurts!” She cries rubbing it.
Lisa walks towards her, kneels down and pulls her shoes off.
“Please let me go!”
Not answering she pulls the ankle socks off too. I am startled to see that she starts kissing Sara’s feet! I can see the play of Lisa’s muscles on her back and thighs. She is a very strong woman in perfect condition. Under better conditions, I would be attracted to her. She is masterful. I can now see how it is that I fell under her spell.
Slowly she lifts Sara to her knees and unbuttons the top three buttons of Sara’s shirt. Quickly she pulls the open top over Sara’s shoulders and down to her elbows effectively pinning her arms to her waist.
Sara’s pert tits stand out proudly. Lisa stops to lick and fondle them. She keeps this up distracting Sara while she unzips the short skirt and tosses it across the room. She pushes Sara onto her back and pulls down the leggings to her knees binding her legs.
Next, she rolls Sara onto her belly and uses the socks to tie Sara’s thin wrists together. Straddling her hip s Lisa pulls the leggings off. Sara trees to kick back and Lisa gives Sara two slaps on the ass that leave two dark red handprints. Whimpering Sara leaves off her kicking. .
Sitting astride her shoulders now, Lisa picks up the leggings. She loops them through the binding on Sara wrists and one at a time, she pulls up each foot back and secures it half way to Sara’s wrists. When she rolls Sara back on her back, the result is a binding that leaves her entire torso naked and open to display.
Lisa’s mouth closes on Sara’s pussy.
Sara starts moaning as Lisa licks and bites Sara’s Clit.
My eyes focus on Sara’s face contorted with growing passion. I have a clear view of everything.
Slowly as Lisa kisses and licks the sweet eighteen-year-old pussy, Sara begins to rock her hips pushing her hot sweet cunt into Lisa’s mouth. The scare, it seems, is gone. She begins to moan hard. Lisa stops and turns herself around and placed her cunt on Sara’s mouth.
Sara starts eating her cunt as well. At this, Lisa begins to undo the bindings she so carefully made.
I feel the heat begin in my pussy. I must resolve this overwhelming itch. It looks so hot see the pleasure etched on Sara’s face. The sweet c***d gets all horny so fast.
Slowly my hand moves to my pussy. I cannot stop it. I can feel the wetness as I start rubbing my pleasure center.
After a few minutes, Lisa stands up. She releases Sara’s wrists and walking to her bed, grabs a giant two-headed dildo from the bed. Placing one end into Sara’s wet pussy, she starts moving it in and out.
Sara’s cunt is very wet. I can hear it from 4 meters away. Sara moans as she rocks l her pussy on the dildo. Lisa is lies on her back placing the other end in her own pussy.
Both Lisa and Sara are in synch enjoying the thrusting dildo. Their voices form a sensual harmony as they moan and slide up and down the plastic shaft.
Sara begins to cum first; she begins a keening while squeezing her nipples. Presently her keening becomes moan s and sighs and pulling the dildo from her cunt, she begins fucking Lisa with it. Lisa is screaming out her passion. Sara is fucking her hard with one hand and rubbing Lisa’s clit with the other.
I am so horny at seeing this that I slide two fingers inside my cunt moving it up and down. It is so damn wet I can feel my juices running down my legs.
Lisa begins to cum too. She stops moaning. Her mouth is open in an “O” but there is no sound. Her body is rigid from her toes to the muscles in her cheeks. Then she begins rocking on the dildo making deep throaty groans with each thrust. Huh . . . Huh . . . Huh . . .
As she regains her senses, still trembling for the aftershocks, Sara slowly takes the dildo out of her and throws it on the bed.
Slowly my darling eighteen year old licks Lisa’s pussy as she comes back to Earth. In a small voice, she asks, “Can I go now Lisa?”
“Yes Sara please go. Leave me here.”
Sara stands grabs her stuff and calls the elevator.
Quickly I take out the hand of my panties and run up to Sara. Holding my finder to my lips, to signal for silence, I join Sara in the elevator. We jump in and push the button to our floor. Sara is still half-naked having left her clothing in the suite. She runs to our room and waits by the door.
“Please baby let’s get in” I say, while I open the door.
Sara runs inside; takes a shirt and gets dressed.
“Don’t be mad.”
“Why you think I am mad?”
I look at her with open mouth. “WHY? Because I left you there with that horrible woman!”
Sara laughs. Nevertheless, you did not. You were there the whole time to protect me. I didn’t know it then but you were then if she tried something really bad, you would have stopped her. Without another word, she left for the bathroom.
I deserved to be ignored but she had forgiven me! She does not seem to care about the whole situation at all. Maybe I am too careful with her all the time. I knew of her deep fantasies about being dominated. However, I never even considered she could go to this extreme.
The shower stops. Sara must be ready. I knock on the door. Before I stop knocking, Sara opens the door and takes me in to the bathroom. Before I realize what happened I stand in the foggy bathroom watching Sara’s full naked body. Water dripping from her hair and running down her cute tits. She takes my hand and brings it to her pussy.
“Just remember one thing. I am a Slut and you are my mistress. From now on treat me like one!”
And she closed the door behind me.... Continue»
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Trip to the lake part 1

Trip to the lake part 1

Here in the vicinity there is an area in the mountains with three small lakes around some hills, woods, and Ofcourse to the lakes through beautiful green meadows with small clumps of bushes, shrubs and trees.

On a hot Saturday in July last year, we decided, me and my husband, once again there to go to relax and sunbathe. When we arrived we found that it was quite busy so not what is normally the case. We packed our bag with towels, etc., and marched off to a place to look.
It was so full of everything that we have gone a good 20 min. On the way to our mooring I nudged my husband and showed me a couple hiding in the bushes, nude ... sex. He liked it, I immediately realized I just thought to myself - how can the only ringsrum families with c***dren at any age - are still caught!
My husband remained so after about 20 min. are saying here that fits. I looked around a bit, so it's been quiet here! Said still beautiful ²hier we have our peace, something away from the Getumel and Geschrei.²
What struck me not because I did not pay attention on it, we were just like a couple we had seen on a small spot meadows, surrounded by larger shrubs and the lake had one clear line of sight, the water was good 20-30 meters away.
I stripped down to her bikini, my husband was a little different, the level immediately naked in front of me and said ² if they can do it, we can do it too. It is anyway not here because no one would go so far as wir.² - you do only I thought I stay so -

Now we lay there, he fell asl**p in the sun, the wind breathed easily through the bushes which resulted the best work started to become more and more rigid. I could not look away easy! How was I noticed it no one comes forth here because we really so far away lying, I took off my clothes.
I stroked me about my breasts, my nipples immediately became hard. I stroked me between the legs ... eh I was already so wet because I turn her on it once so.
As my husband lay on his back, I turned sideways to him, took his hard cock and massaged it gently, before the first drop of fortune came out the course immediately had to lick it because I so abfahre! As I licked his cock he was of course immediately awake and was a little surprised but also right with it.
We made ourselves now against each other, he licked and fingered me while I've blown it.
After I had come to orgasm several times before he lay down on the blanket and put his firm spanking just in my already wet pussy really into it, getting stronger and deeper he push her, always I often came and not just moaned softly. It was so good, was so Hammergeil. I squeezed my large breasts with hard nipples, she bounced at each stroke so what made ​​him so sharply that he also somewhat louder syringe its white juice in me ... yes ... mhmmm
but it was not enough, my husband was so full of fire that his best is still like a one stand in front of me. ²Nimm me of hinten² I said and then he got me, it was not long and he inject me beautiful on my Knackpo ... oh that was good! ²Hier we come more often here! ² he said as we cuddle for just lie down.
I heard something at once, but we watched saw nothing, but then it happened, a man comes out of a thicket and looked at us, nodding with a smile on as he pulled up his trunks. We looked at each other and both thought that can not now probably was his and a minute later came yet another elderly man from behind a tree, the same complete without pants and with dripping cock. This went straight up to us and talked to us ²Danke for the beautiful spectacle but I might me your wife wanking? ² he asked and my husband said yeah ... I could not even respond because he Spreite my legs apart already , took my hand and told me to me to make yourself too. Now I fingered my cum dripping pussy came from the old unknown until he and beautiful syringe on the lawn in front of us. He thanked me again and said only that he looked forward to seeing you again and we nodded.

After this experience ever, we decided to make it more often and go since then every now and then to said lake at always the same point.... Continue»
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Days of my youth 3

Days of my youth 3
Sadly “Casper “the Newfoundland had been killed in a road accident and we had buried him the day before, inside the camp woodland at the back of the barracks, I had had to borrow a JCB to dig the grave and it had all been done on the quiet as no doubt authority would have been less than happy with giant dogs being buried all over their lovely tidy camp.
I was now just 18 and had been experimenting with sex with Pete and Judy for a couple of months now whenever we had chance.
They had asked another friend in a quarter to have their k**s to sl**pover and take them out with the friends own lads, next day partly to dull the loss of their beloved pet. W e all needed to lift the spirits and my long awaited birthday was the ideal excuse, so off we went to the nightclub that they had gone to on our first night together, much local beer was d***k with a very good meal and the cabaret was a stimulating mix of stripping, lesbian show and finally a young lady who used a soft whip on herself, looking sadistic to most punters but those who knew the score were not fooled, and Judy was one who was not convinced. I remarked that I would like to have been holding the whip to which Judy smiled and replied that I had said something like that when we initially had the heart to heart that first weekend, I had forgotten that, it being one of many of those fantasy`s most men have at one time or another.
We shortly left and a local taxi swished us away to the house as only German taxis can, Inside the house it seemed now quiet without the big brown dog, so to keep things flowing Pete stuck a beer in my hand and we drank to my birthday. In the middle of their living room had been a typical German chandelier, a huge ugly thing hanging from the high ceiling; in its place now was a modern strip light, not really in keeping and giving a harsh neon light that was not conducive to seduction and was not much used now in the evenings they said, as a new addition since I had last visited was a much smaller lamp on the sideboard that gave the room a warm inviting glow. I noticed a chain dangling from the old ceiling hook that had previously supported the old lamp and asked what it had been left for. Pete explained that when the old lamp had been taken down the electrician a big German, had discovered a beam supporting the thing he had demonstrated its strength by swinging on the frame of the chandelier remarking on German workmanship. They had asked him to leave the bracket in place to hang a hanging basket of flowers on and had added the chain to make it more easy to use.
Judy then appeared with two parcel`s looking serious and giving one to me. “Before you open it eddy” she said “there is a condition, there is some instructions in there along with your present. You must promise to follow those to the letter,” she emphasised that, going on to say “regardless of whatever else goes on, She kissed me and passed me the present, a large box wrapped in birthday paper. that is going to be the most unusual present you will ever receive, probably in your lifetime, [and she was probably right] if you won`t agree and promise to do the things just as the instructions say, in the other parcel is a jumper and you can have that and we will never mention it again.”
My heart missed a beat, I knew whatever it was a serious present .I remembered the weekend and the excitement good and not quite so good but it had been a huge high, as had the odd weekends together since not so intense but good none the less, so how could a chap like me refuse, so with my mind in turmoil, I agreed to the conditions. She kissed me and passed me the present, a large box wrapped in birthday paper. Saying as she did that what was in the box was her ultimate fantasy and that both she and Pete had been looking forward and planning this for a few weeks now, it was up to me to make it come true.

I removed the paper and then lifted the lid, to find a whip, a leather whip one with a rawhide handle and bootlace type soft leather thongs the longest about 2 feet with small knots at the ends, there was also a card with the instructions written in Judy`s own careful handwriting. Laid out on the table under a cloth there was now revealed, a set of four cuffs, a pulley, some ropes chains and a gag along with some tubes of cream. I looked back at Pete who smiled and said” it`s your fantasy and it`s what she really wants, it`s her ultimate present for you as we have been posted and we won`t be seeing each other much more”. That news came as a hard blow, as I had become accustomed to our evenings together.
How could I refuse, I began to read the card, it directed me to attach a pulley to the chain in place of the flower basket, remove all of Judy`s clothes, fit her new vibrator, then suspend her to the point she would be on tip toes. I was then to use the whip on her body, no limits and no mercy, gagging her when she got too loud and not to miss her breasts and pussy or to be gentle in any way, until she passed out, when I was to give her another four strokes to include one to each breast as hard as I could muster.
Pete was to keep score while secured in a chair while this went on so he could not stop proceedings and she had underlined that it was to be really hard and until she passed out. Then I was to release Pete and he would administer the very last stroke with my help and he had been told exactly what he was to do. She had signed it and added kisses. I still have it now.
I turned to her aghast, ”I have always dreamed of a whip scenario but I don’t want to hurt you Judy you’re body is just too lovely and you mean too much to me for me to do what you ask” I whispered. A cloud of disappointment skipped across her face, and she quietly said “that this was what she really wanted, to be hurt and marked so she would remember our whole experience forever” and it was an “ultimate fantasy that it was to be her pupil who administered the whip as she was the one who had taken my virginity and trained me!” she trusted me to “complete the task”.
Reluctantly I agreed. Pete had now attached the pulley to the chain passing the rope through it. Then he sat down and in a silent trance I attached the cuffs and secured him to his chair, you could have heard a pin drop that room was so tense.
Judy had been standing silently watching, she kissed her husband, Then she kissed me the kiss of a butterfly, stepped back and looking deep into my eyes quietly repeated what she had said that first time in her room
“It`s time for you to un-wrap your very own treat.”
She stood as I with shaking hands began to removed her clothes, her blouse the orange one I had bought, then her skirt fell in a heap on the sofa, then her bra, the same wispy red one that she had worn that first time together. Her breasts looked lovely in the soft light as I placed her wrists in the cuffs and attached her cuffs to the still loose rope.
My hands slithered her nylons the little red wisp that was holding them and her panties slowly down her legs, she stepped out of them as daintily as a ballet dancer.
I kissed her first on her lips and then on her sex before slipping the vibrating egg up into her already wet body and put the control in her husband`s bound hand. I heard the egg start a short test hum, she shivered involuntarily and I pulled the rope lifting her to her toes and tied that off. She was now ready.
I removed my clothes, I asked her “are you really sure about this?”
She nodded as she said “do it...Please,” so I fetched her whip to kiss, which she did, her eyes sparkling with expectation.
Giving the new whip a trial crack; I began to gently flip the tip of the thongs across her rump and she jerked as I struck her that first stroke; a livid red wheal appeared across her back, amazing me with its vicious mark for a stroke of such gentle strength, my stiff prick began to drip pre-cum. A second stroke cut across her belly, she began to groan as each stroke fell, soon the white body was writhing in obvious pain, her lower lip had vanished and tears were beginning to form. red wheals on most of her previously white back, sobs now as I called Pete for a count “15” he called and I stopped for just a moment’s pause asking her if she still wanted me to go on, “last chance” I said, she refused by shaking her head, speech beyond her now so I fitted the gag, her eyes now pools of lust.
As I took up the whip again Pete reminded me that I was to not forget her pussy and her breasts, and thanking him, I began the next stroke which had me coming as the thongs bit into her breasts, her legs must by now have been finding supporting her body on tiptoe a trial, as she was slowly slumping her weight onto the rope, lifting each leg in turn, and twisting to ease the strain her right leg raised as I swung the next stroke the thongs found their mark wrapping themselves up between her legs to strike at the softest part of her body, I was glad of the gag, as her muffled screams were now loud in the big room, the next wrapped itself round her breasts again leaving another livid wheal across both. Blows now fell at a fair rate, on back, front and breast, as another climax ran through me. She was swinging on the rope now it was an automatic reaction, in the hope of saving herself from the stinging lashes; Pete was calling out each 10 strokes his trouser front wet with his own seed, 30, 40 why wouldn’t she faint and I could stop, released from my promise, 50, then the 60th stroke Where each stroke crossed another there where spots of bl**d, 70, we were at 80, before her head finally slumped forward and I could stop. her back now a mess of red lines and bruises, her toes dragged on the ground, I administered the next strokes as fast and as hard as I could, one each to the left and then the right breast, the rest on her back and buttocks, those last 4 cutting into her already damaged body leaving fresh bl**d along the whole line of each stroke,.
I quickly released Pete, and the together we undid her limp body, which he d****d face down over the stool , he removed the vibrating egg and he bid me hold her buttocks open with my arms under her body and out of the way as he administered the final terrible stroke which he did standing by her head giving her his best shot and he was a strong chap believe me, he didn’t pull any punches, striking straight down across her cleft slamming her delicate pink anal opening and curling itself into her sex. Her body shuddered and groaned as that blow fell and it was over.
In the next few minutes, as she began to recover we washed her cuts and with the ointment she had provided administered cream to her wounds laying her on the table to do so,
The lady was smiling, and mouthing her thanks as we placed her wrecked body into her bed and returned to the living room to clear away.
Pete and I checked on her every few minutes all that long night, guilty consciences no doubt, at 11 the next morning she woke, and asked for tea, by mid afternoon she was sat up and asking for us to select a dress for her in something light-weight and she very slowly went for a shower, bow legged and in much pain it is true
We sat at the table with breakfast while she lay on the sofa, as she said on something soft, seeing the state of her body I suspect we both felt very guilty, but she told us not to be, saying “you boys did exactly what I asked for and it was a once in a lifetime experience for us all”
I asked her if it was all she had hoped for in her fantasy. “And more” she replied, asking me if I had enjoyed myself? To which I said I had, but had learnt fantasy should stay fantasy if it in reality it causes so much suffering.
She then took us through the whole thing reliving each blow as if it were the most precious gift I could ever have given her. She starting by saying she thought I was going to refuse, when I read the instructions, my reluctance and the fact that she had the power over me to persuade me to do whatever she had wanted regardless of the consequences was a big turn on, she was so glad I changed my mind and followed the directions to the letter. So I asked how she knew we had done the last part of the instructions. In answer she said:
The thing that she remembered was The butterfly`s started as Pete fitted up the pulley, they got a little more busy as each item of her clothes were removed, when I placed the egg vibrator she had felt disappointed it was not working as a distraction, later, unbeknown to me Pete flicked it on each time the whip descended, just for the first 15 strokes, this telegraphed the arrival of each stroke he then left it on for the rest of the session not intentionally but as he couldn`t take his eyes from her body and had forgotten it. I had stopped giving her a last chance and she said it had been easy to say to “carry on”; though she was glad of the gag I fitted as she had been finding it hard to keep quiet. From then on she could scream all she wanted without the neighbours hearing. By then that her legs had been giving her pain, and as she heard her husband remind me where to strike, she said her bl**d ran cold, the first pussy stroke left a lasting impression, but the ones across her nipples caused her the most discomfort. Like a metronome she said those blows fell, Pete`s voice telling off the strokes in tens from about halfway through the session she had had small climaxes increasingly frequency as the strokes fell, first coming close to passing out after 70 strokes but, by sheer will power managing to hear the 80th called before it became just too much. She didn’t remember the four extra strokes at all or of us lifting her down, though she knew we had done it by her wounds, but she had regained some senses as we d****d her over the stool and knowing what was to come she said she had an enormous climax that lost her consciousness fortunately completely as the final blow wrapped itself into her sex, she could still feel the effects of that on her bruised clit.
There being nothing else to do I soon returned to my barracks. Pete reported to me on the Monday that she was up and doing light housework but was a “bit slow” and was still in a lot of pain. He also gave me the jumper!
I visited her with roses the next weekend, when she told me that she still had much pain and bruising, she would never want to do it again, and that sex at the moment was out of the question her clit still too bruised, but that she had no regrets at all about anything we had done. A sentiment repeated by Pete with one of his slow smiles. Then she kissed me saying they could never repeat our time together with anyone else, as she rolled down her top to show me two deep scars one on either lovely breast just under her nipples, You see, she said “I can never forget you now.”
That was the last time I ever saw them together.
The very next day I went on detachment on a driving job to Belgium for a month and on return they had gone, to Cyprus. We wrote for a while and in one letter about 18 months after they left she said she was left with the two scars on her breasts and one each on her back and her butt, that she hoped they would never fade away, but things were not the same without the physical side and we slowly lost contact over the years.

The years have rolled on as years do, a retired married man now I joined Hamster on the computer and I wrote the above story to pass away the time and to give others some “erotic enjoyment”. I had been on hamster for a month or so when I received a request for friendship from someone calling them-selves, `Her-boy`, we shall call him, Mike.
I did as we all do and opened the profile to find it was a chap who had not been on long but had a good selection of mom and son videos, and galleries. Now those who know me know I am a sucker [no pun intended] for mom and son stories so I added him to my friends and we began to talk on the private messages. [he`s not there now so don’t bother] He said he had read all my works to date had enjoyed them, and had learnt a lot he did not know, which struck me as a little odd, but thought it was just a throw away comment. After a week or two of chat he sent me a message referring to the location of the dogs grave, something only a very few of us knew. As “Caspar” had been such a big dog we had laid him to rest in a small copse at the back of some garages in our barracks using a “borrowed “JCB and that it was done without higher authority`s knowledge meant that few knew of the location. He then revealed he also knew the address of the hireing where the whole thing had happened. Naturally I was a bit worried about that as I realised he could only be someone close to the action, Pete or one of the boys I had “babysat” all those years ago and it was a case of he must know that as the author of the pieces, it was me that had had a hand in giving his mother scars on her body.
I was therefore more careful than normal about what I had to say to him a bit like treading on egg-shell`s, I asked if he was one of the boys or if he was Pete. He was one of the boys and that he vaguely remembered me all those years ago, He assured that Pete had passed away some years ago while still in the service, in a road accident along with his b*****r. That he was not unhappy about what had happened and that his mother and he shared a house near a village on the Derby, Staffordshire moorlands border.
The fact that Judy was still alive was a bonus to me, so I gently asked to if she was OK, and to my surprise he said she was “bouncing with health and vitality” and “as sensual as ever”! This again struck me as odd for a son to refer to his mother in such a way, but it`s an odd world and there are some people on hamster who are just a little out of the mainstream and look at life in a different way to most. What did excite me a little and perhaps disturb me as well, was a gallery picture on his profile that came up a day or so later, with just a large breast on it showing a scar about 4” long just under the nipple, and a caption saying “I remember it well” My mind was in a turmoil now, was this a trap by a young man who wanted revenge for what I had done to his mother all those years ago, even if it was at her request, or was it a genuine wish for contact by a young man who wanted to put me back in contact with (or perhaps warn me off from) his mother.
Now, my life at home had been a happy one, a wife who was everything a wife should be, and who I had never found the need to lie to or cheat on. She knew nothing of that piece of my past and I did not want to enlighten her on the subject, although I had always had guilty feelings about the scars on Judy`s body since it had happened But I had kept them bottled up.
This then, was chance for me, hopefully with Judy, to talk about the guilt and either at best gets her forgiveness, or at worse know the extent of my guilt.
I arranged to meet Mike in Markeaton Park in Derby “on neutral ground” as I didn’t want my address revealed as yet or my wife to get any undue shocks. I arranged it as a day out visiting the Midland Railway museum, my wife having no interest in the railways of the UK, she, as I expected opted to go visit her s****r and I could drop her off on my way! Thus on a grey overcast Thursday in September I arrived at the park and sat on the bench beside the k**dies railway, leaving my car well away in the far end of the car park. After a long 30 minutes I was in somewhat of a nervy state, when a small mini-van pulled in with a small chap of about 50 driving. “Hi” he said “are you Eddy?” (I thought who else would be sitting on a closed miniature railway station bench in a k**die`s park on a rainy mid week day in September).
I affirmed that I was, and as it was now spotting with rain, at his request I got into his van and was relieved to find he was both kindly disposed to me and keen to know more about his father`s work, his mothers relationship, their sex lives much as I knew and the facts leading up to that ultimate night. We spent an hour together, with me filling in the odd detail`s not in the stories he had read and re-read, I in turn was keen to know what had happened to Pete and Nick and all about Judy,.
On the fate of Pete, he Sadly explained that it had been a road accident on the motorway, that he had survived only losing his left foot, something I had till then not noticed as he had not got out of the little motor, they, his father and b*****r had been killed instantly it was 20 years since. I expressed my sympathy.
On the subject of his mother, he was more reluctant, though he did say he as yet had not told her he had “found “me. Hesitantly he explained that he was living as man and wife with his own mother, and the pieces now fell into place, I suspect he had been as worried about my reaction as I had been about his to me! I explained my problem of not revealing my past to my wife and we mutually decided not to rock the boat in either direction. I also said I still felt guilty about what had happened on that last night to which he said nothing. We arranged for me to visit the house on the moors soon and then went our separate ways; I suspect both of us now in a happier state of mind.
The following week my wife announced she was going to a spa with her s****r for a long weekend, something her s****r had won at bingo! I decided it was fate and made arrangements to visit Mike and Judy while she was away, and Mike met me on the Friday at one of the green man pub`s, Green men were numerous up on that moor and I can understand why! This one proved to be only a mile or so from their home. The little house was a typical isolated, moorland farmhouse, a few outhouses, solid stone built and no longer a working farm, the land being owned by a neighbour. Judy met me at the door, now just in her 70¬s her hair grey, her eyes still with a twinkle; her body still tidy though her bust larger than I remember and just turning south as we say round here.
I was bustled into the warmth of the kitchen, where we had tea and home-made cake while we caught up with old times a bit, neither of us mentioning our sexual history and generally pussy-footed round the subject, neither really wanting to disturb old ground. Mike, who had sat quietly till then, rather broke the ice with the impatience of youth, or at least in our case comparative youth. “Judy” he said (not mum I noticed but Judy) “I know you and Eddy were lovers in the past and that`s why I left you a hard copy of the stories to read this morning, Eddy knows how we live, so let`s be a bit more realistic and let`s talk about the problems real or imagined and get it into the light once and for all”.
There was a silence you could have cut with a knife, before, hesitantly at first, Judy began to talk, First about the memories the stories had disturbed, then about her life with Pete, a rough and tumble marriage that had had elements of sadism and master slave and that had built into a sort of fantasy world for them both. She had submitted to Pete`s every will until the first c***d had been born followed a year later by Mike. The balance of the master slave world had then been tilted and she had begun to take over as the dominant one, insisting the boys were not involved in any way with their other life. They had taken a lover into the marriage and he had had sex with Judy which had brought out the cuckold side of Pete, also his Bi element which Judy had exploited until the lover had been posted away, which was where I had come on the scene. She said we all already knew what had happened due to my most graphic stories that had turned her on no end and then went on to say that they had had a high time in Cyprus, then returned to the UK and had had a few years at a training camp, with Pete flitting off for periods in Ulster, and the boys in boarding school. She had had a number of lovers in that time, not one BDMS orientated, none being serious and none lasting long. The humiliation being meat and drink to Pete, who by now was a staff sergeant with a bunch of fresh trainee drivers who changed every 6 weeks.
Pete and the boys were off to Scotland on a fishing holiday when disaster struck, he and nick were killed instantly under a lorry, mike in the back being trapped by his foot and having to have it amputated. Her world tumbling down, Mike always a sickly c***d, had taken a year or two to get back to health, the compensation had been good so financially they were set for life and they had moved to Manchester together to gather themselves. They had been there for about a year when Mike had told her that both boys had known of her numerous later lovers and that he wanted to be next. It being mutual they had slept together that very evening and after a lot of thought they had come here buying this remote farmhouse and the outbuildings in their f****y name as man and wife.
Mike now brought up the scars, he said he and his b*****r had spied on his mother as all boys are wont to do and had seen the scars on either breast, they had been the cause of much interest and discussion Though it was not till after the accident that he had dared ask about them only to be rebuffed with the lady not wanting to discuss it. That`s why when he read the stories he put two and two together and inadvertently I had confirmed the details.
Judy laughed and said she now understood why he had been keen to examine her back and her scars a month or two back and that she had not let him see until he explained which at the time he had not wanted to do. I reminded Judy that I had only seen the scars when they were fresh, and with a smile she stood and silently began to undo the buttons of her dress, Mike and I held our breath as slowly this lovely elderly lady to my amazement took off her clothes. Her breasts were all I could imagine, larger now and more aged than when I had first known them But still proud enough to support a pair of lovely nipples and two curved scars 3” or 4 “ long just as I had placed them all those years ago. She looked into my eyes and quietly said that she asked for these marks and had been proud of them all the time she has had them, I was not to blame myself in any way as it was what she had wanted and that she had had no regrets at all. She asked me to read the story of how they had been put there to us all and with a trembling voice I began to do so, as she removed the rest of her clothing, As I came to the actual whipping she became misty eyed, her mind reliving the past as only a victim could, 60, 70, 80 strokes, then the last 4, she beckoned Mike and I forward and pointed slowly to each successive cut, left and right breast, one across her shoulders which was hardly visible, and one across her backside faded now but still just there.
She had me continue and turned, bending over and kneeling on the armchair revealing the last scar left on her by her husband, It started to the left side of her little brown puckered arse fortunately it had not hit squarely or who knows what would have been the outcome it passed onto the left of the lip of her virgina , finally scar tissue still showing at the side of her clit hood deep in the cleft, still showing after all this time it must have been deep and agony when it was new.
We sat in that little unlit kitchen, with the firelight flickering and talked , Mike visibly stimulated by the moment, his lady now nude on his lap, his hand in her lap fingering her moist pussy, I could sense it was the hand of her lover and her final partner in life, She said she had had lovers from time to time who had noticed the scars on her breasts and had asked about their origins perhaps in the vein hope of her being their sub, but she had never enlightened them, preferring to let imagination`s run riot. Neither had she let anyone use her in a sadistic way again. No -one had noticed the last scar she said, they being her most erotic secret. She said she was a one person woman now, and that was as well in view of my home situation, though she said the spark has not yet vanished and she still had a sex drive that suited both of them, kept her young and though the whips were not part of the scene nor swapping, or cuckolding they enjoyed life to the full plus a bit, her words not mine.
As I put my coat on I asked them to keep in touch as friends and they have promised to do that. Mike made up the fire and Judy went off, I thought to dress, She returned in a house coat, with a briefcase in her hands, “this is for you “she said “but don’t open it till you get home”, I took my leave of them pausing on the step to say goodnight, knowing this lady was unstoppable and part of a really happy couple.
She kissed me as I left, it was like a butterfly in that same old way; my mind reliving that first kiss all those years ago.
As I walked to the car, there was a deep sounding bark from an outhouse and she called to the dog to silence it with a loud command of “quiet Caspar” we exchanged a glance and she shrugged her shoulders with a grin, nothing was said but we both knew. I drove away with a smile on my face.
Stopping on my way home to look in the case, it held much as I expected , after all these years , wrapped in tissue, a gaudy orange blouse and a whip, a leather whip, one with a rawhide handle and bootlace type soft leather thongs the longest about 2 feet and with small knots at the ends ..

Sadly “Casper “the Newfoundland had been killed in a road accident and we had buried him the day before, inside the camp woodland at the back of the barracks, I had had to borrow a JCB to dig the grave and it had all been done on the quiet as no doubt authority would have been less than happy with giant dogs being buried all over their lovely tidy camp.
I was now just 18 and had been experimenting with sex with Pete and Judy for a couple of months now whenever we had chance.
They had asked another friend in a quarter to have their k**s to sl**pover and take them out with the friends own lads, next day partly to dull the loss of their beloved pet. W e all needed to lift the spirits and my long awaited birthday was the ideal excuse, so off we went to the nightclub that they had gone to on our first night together, much local beer was d***k with a very good meal and the cabaret was a stimulating mix of stripping, lesbian show and finally a young lady who used a soft whip on herself, looking sadistic to most punters but those who knew the score were not fooled, and Judy was one who was not convinced. I remarked that I would like to have been holding the whip to which Judy smiled and replied that I had said something like that when we initially had the heart to heart that first weekend, I had forgotten that, it being one of many of those fantasy`s most men have at one time or another.
We shortly left and a local taxi swished us away to the house as only German taxis can, Inside the house it seemed now quiet without the big brown dog, so to keep things flowing Pete stuck a beer in my hand and we drank to my birthday. In the middle of their living room had been a typical German chandelier, a huge ugly thing hanging from the high ceiling; in its place now was a modern strip light, not really in keeping and giving a harsh neon light that was not conducive to seduction and was not much used now in the evenings they said, as a new addition since I had last visited was a much smaller lamp on the sideboard that gave the room a warm inviting glow. I noticed a chain dangling from the old ceiling hook that had previously supported the old lamp and asked what it had been left for. Pete explained that when the old lamp had been taken down the electrician a big German, had discovered a beam supporting the thing he had demonstrated its strength by swinging on the frame of the chandelier remarking on German workmanship. They had asked him to leave the bracket in place to hang a hanging basket of flowers on and had added the chain to make it more easy to use.
Judy then appeared with two parcel`s looking serious and giving one to me. “Before you open it eddy” she said “there is a condition, there is some instructions in there along with your present. You must promise to follow those to the letter,” she emphasised that, going on to say “regardless of whatever else goes on, She kissed me and passed me the present, a large box wrapped in birthday paper. that is going to be the most unusual present you will ever receive, probably in your lifetime, [and she was probably right] if you won`t agree and promise to do the things just as the instructions say, in the other parcel is a jumper and you can have that and we will never mention it again.”
My heart missed a beat, I knew whatever it was a serious present .I remembered the weekend and the excitement good and not quite so good but it had been a huge high, as had the odd weekends together since not so intense but good none the less, so how could a chap like me refuse, so with my mind in turmoil, I agreed to the conditions. She kissed me and passed me the present, a large box wrapped in birthday paper. Saying as she did that what was in the box was her ultimate fantasy and that both she and Pete had been looking forward and planning this for a few weeks now, it was up to me to make it come true.

I removed the paper and then lifted the lid, to find a whip, a leather whip one with a rawhide handle and bootlace type soft leather thongs the longest about 2 feet with small knots at the ends, there was also a card with the instructions written in Judy`s own careful handwriting. Laid out on the table under a cloth there was now revealed, a set of four cuffs, a pulley, some ropes chains and a gag along with some tubes of cream. I looked back at Pete who smiled and said” it`s your fantasy and it`s what she really wants, it`s her ultimate present for you as we have been posted and we won`t be seeing each other much more”. That news came as a hard blow, as I had become accustomed to our evenings together.
How could I refuse, I began to read the card, it directed me to attach a pulley to the chain in place of the flower basket, remove all of Judy`s clothes, fit her new vibrator, then suspend her to the point she would be on tip toes. I was then to use the whip on her body, no limits and no mercy, gagging her when she got too loud and not to miss her breasts and pussy or to be gentle in any way, until she passed out, when I was to give her another four strokes to include one to each breast as hard as I could muster.
Pete was to keep score while secured in a chair while this went on so he could not stop proceedings and she had underlined that it was to be really hard and until she passed out. Then I was to release Pete and he would administer the very last stroke with my help and he had been told exactly what he was to do. She had signed it and added kisses. I still have it now.
I turned to her aghast, ”I have always dreamed of a whip scenario but I don’t want to hurt you Judy you’re body is just too lovely and you mean too much to me for me to do what you ask” I whispered. A cloud of disappointment skipped across her face, and she quietly said “that this was what she really wanted, to be hurt and marked so she would remember our whole experience forever” and it was an “ultimate fantasy that it was to be her pupil who administered the whip as she was the one who had taken my virginity and trained me!” she trusted me to “complete the task”.
Reluctantly I agreed. Pete had now attached the pulley to the chain passing the rope through it. Then he sat down and in a silent trance I attached the cuffs and secured him to his chair, you could have heard a pin drop that room was so tense.
Judy had been standing silently watching, she kissed her husband, Then she kissed me the kiss of a butterfly, stepped back and looking deep into my eyes quietly repeated what she had said that first time in her room
“It`s time for you to un-wrap your very own treat.”
She stood as I with shaking hands began to removed her clothes, her blouse the orange one I had bought, then her skirt fell in a heap on the sofa, then her bra, the same wispy red one that she had worn that first time together. Her breasts looked lovely in the soft light as I placed her wrists in the cuffs and attached her cuffs to the still loose rope.
My hands slithered her nylons the little red wisp that was holding them and her panties slowly down her legs, she stepped out of them as daintily as a ballet dancer.
I kissed her first on her lips and then on her sex before slipping the vibrating egg up into her already wet body and put the control in her husband`s bound hand. I heard the egg start a short test hum, she shivered involuntarily and I pulled the rope lifting her to her toes and tied that off. She was now ready.
I removed my clothes, I asked her “are you really sure about this?”
She nodded as she said “do it...Please,” so I fetched her whip to kiss, which she did, her eyes sparkling with expectation.
Giving the new whip a trial crack; I began to gently flip the tip of the thongs across her rump and she jerked as I struck her that first stroke; a livid red wheal appeared across her back, amazing me with its vicious mark for a stroke of such gentle strength, my stiff prick began to drip pre-cum. A second stroke cut across her belly, she began to groan as each stroke fell, soon the white body was writhing in obvious pain, her lower lip had vanished and tears were beginning to form. red wheals on most of her previously white back, sobs now as I called Pete for a count “15” he called and I stopped for just a moment’s pause asking her if she still wanted me to go on, “last chance” I said, she refused by shaking her head, speech beyond her now so I fitted the gag, her eyes now pools of lust.
As I took up the whip again Pete reminded me that I was to not forget her pussy and her breasts, and thanking him, I began the next stroke which had me coming as the thongs bit into her breasts, her legs must by now have been finding supporting her body on tiptoe a trial, as she was slowly slumping her weight onto the rope, lifting each leg in turn, and twisting to ease the strain her right leg raised as I swung the next stroke the thongs found their mark wrapping themselves up between her legs to strike at the softest part of her body, I was glad of the gag, as her muffled screams were now loud in the big room, the next wrapped itself round her breasts again leaving another livid wheal across both. Blows now fell at a fair rate, on back, front and breast, as another climax ran through me. She was swinging on the rope now it was an automatic reaction, in the hope of saving herself from the stinging lashes; Pete was calling out each 10 strokes his trouser front wet with his own seed, 30, 40 why wouldn’t she faint and I could stop, released from my promise, 50, then the 60th stroke Where each stroke crossed another there where spots of bl**d, 70, we were at 80, before her head finally slumped forward and I could stop. her back now a mess of red lines and bruises, her toes dragged on the ground, I administered the next strokes as fast and as hard as I could, one each to the left and then the right breast, the rest on her back and buttocks, those last 4 cutting into her already damaged body leaving fresh bl**d along the whole line of each stroke,.
I quickly released Pete, and the together we undid her limp body, which he d****d face down over the stool , he removed the vibrating egg and he bid me hold her buttocks open with my arms under her body and out of the way as he administered the final terrible stroke which he did standing by her head giving her his best shot and he was a strong chap believe me, he didn’t pull any punches, striking straight down across her cleft slamming her delicate pink anal opening and curling itself into her sex. Her body shuddered and groaned as that blow fell and it was over.
In the next few minutes, as she began to recover we washed her cuts and with the ointment she had provided administered cream to her wounds laying her on the table to do so,
The lady was smiling, and mouthing her thanks as we placed her wrecked body into her bed and returned to the living room to clear away.
Pete and I checked on her every few minutes all that long night, guilty consciences no doubt, at 11 the next morning she woke, and asked for tea, by mid afternoon she was sat up and asking for us to select a dress for her in something light-weight and she very slowly went for a shower, bow legged and in much pain it is true
We sat at the table with breakfast while she lay on the sofa, as she said on something soft, seeing the state of her body I suspect we both felt very guilty, but she told us not to be, saying “you boys did exactly what I asked for and it was a once in a lifetime experience for us all”
I asked her if it was all she had hoped for in her fantasy. “And more” she replied, asking me if I had enjoyed myself? To which I said I had, but had learnt fantasy should stay fantasy if it in reality it causes so much suffering.
She then took us through the whole thing reliving each blow as if it were the most precious gift I could ever have given her. She starting by saying she thought I was going to refuse, when I read the instructions, my reluctance and the fact that she had the power over me to persuade me to do whatever she had wanted regardless of the consequences was a big turn on, she was so glad I changed my mind and followed the directions to the letter. So I asked how she knew we had done the last part of the instructions. In answer she said:
The thing that she remembered was The butterfly`s started as Pete fitted up the pulley, they got a little more busy as each item of her clothes were removed, when I placed the egg vibrator she had felt disappointed it was not working as a distraction, later, unbeknown to me Pete flicked it on each time the whip descended, just for the first 15 strokes, this telegraphed the arrival of each stroke he then left it on for the rest of the session not intentionally but as he couldn`t take his eyes from her body and had forgotten it. I had stopped giving her a last chance and she said it had been easy to say to “carry on”; though she was glad of the gag I fitted as she had been finding it hard to keep quiet. From then on she could scream all she wanted without the neighbours hearing. By then that her legs had been giving her pain, and as she heard her husband remind me where to strike, she said her bl**d ran cold, the first pussy stroke left a lasting impression, but the ones across her nipples caused her the most discomfort. Like a metronome she said those blows fell, Pete`s voice telling off the strokes in tens from about halfway through the session she had had small climaxes increasingly frequency as the strokes fell, first coming close to passing out after 70 strokes but, by sheer will power managing to hear the 80th called before it became just too much. She didn’t remember the four extra strokes at all or of us lifting her down, though she knew we had done it by her wounds, but she had regained some senses as we d****d her over the stool and knowing what was to come she said she had an enormous climax that lost her consciousness fortunately completely as the final blow wrapped itself into her sex, she could still feel the effects of that on her bruised clit.
There being nothing else to do I soon returned to my barracks. Pete reported to me on the Monday that she was up and doing light housework but was a “bit slow” and was still in a lot of pain. He also gave me the jumper!
I visited her with roses the next weekend, when she told me that she still had much pain and bruising, she would never want to do it again, and that sex at the moment was out of the question her clit still too bruised, but that she had no regrets at all about anything we had done. A sentiment repeated by Pete with one of his slow smiles. Then she kissed me saying they could never repeat our time together with anyone else, as she rolled down her top to show me two deep scars one on either lovely breast just under her nipples, You see, she said “I can never forget you now.”
That was the last time I ever saw them together.
The very next day I went on detachment on a driving job to Belgium for a month and on return they had gone, to Cyprus. We wrote for a while and in one letter about 18 months after they left she said she was left with the two scars on her breasts and one each on her back and her butt, that she hoped they would never fade away, but things were not the same without the physical side and we slowly lost contact over the years.

The years have rolled on as years do, a retired married man now I joined Hamster on the computer and I wrote the above story to pass away the time and to give others some “erotic enjoyment”. I had been on hamster for a month or so when I received a request for friendship from someone calling them-selves, `Her-boy`, we shall call him, Mike.
I did as we all do and opened the profile to find it was a chap who had not been on long but had a good selection of mom and son videos, and galleries. Now those who know me know I am a sucker [no pun intended] for mom and son stories so I added him to my friends and we began to talk on the private messages. [he`s not there now so don’t bother] He said he had read all my works to date had enjoyed them, and had learnt a lot he did not know, which struck me as a little odd, but thought it was just a throw away comment. After a week or two of chat he sent me a message referring to the location of the dogs grave, something only a very few of us knew. As “Caspar” had been such a big dog we had laid him to rest in a small copse at the back of some garages in our barracks using a “borrowed “JCB and that it was done without higher authority`s knowledge meant that few knew of the location. He then revealed he also knew the address of the hireing where the whole thing had happened. Naturally I was a bit worried about that as I realised he could only be someone close to the action, Pete or one of the boys I had “babysat” all those years ago and it was a case of he must know that as the author of the pieces, it was me that had had a hand in giving his mother scars on her body.
I was therefore more careful than normal about what I had to say to him a bit like treading on egg-shell`s, I asked if he was one of the boys or if he was Pete. He was one of the boys and that he vaguely remembered me all those years ago, He assured that Pete had passed away some years ago while still in the service, in a road accident along with his b*****r. That he was not unhappy about what had happened and that his mother and he shared a house near a village on the Derby, Staffordshire moorlands border.
The fact that Judy was still alive was a bonus to me, so I gently asked to if she was OK, and to my surprise he said she was “bouncing with health and vitality” and “as sensual as ever”! This again struck me as odd for a son to refer to his mother in such a way, but it`s an odd world and there are some people on hamster who are just a little out of the mainstream and look at life in a different way to most. What did excite me a little and perhaps disturb me as well, was a gallery picture on his profile that came up a day or so later, with just a large breast on it showing a scar about 4” long just under the nipple, and a caption saying “I remember it well” My mind was in a turmoil now, was this a trap by a young man who wanted revenge for what I had done to his mother all those years ago, even if it was at her request, or was it a genuine wish for contact by a young man who wanted to put me back in contact with (or perhaps warn me off from) his mother.
Now, my life at home had been a happy one, a wife who was everything a wife should be, and who I had never found the need to lie to or cheat on. She knew nothing of that piece of my past and I did not want to enlighten her on the subject, although I had always had guilty feelings about the scars on Judy`s body since it had happened But I had kept them bottled up.
This then, was chance for me, hopefully with Judy, to talk about the guilt and either at best gets her forgiveness, or at worse know the extent of my guilt.
I arranged to meet Mike in Markeaton Park in Derby “on neutral ground” as I didn’t want my address revealed as yet or my wife to get any undue shocks. I arranged it as a day out visiting the Midland Railway museum, my wife having no interest in the railways of the UK, she, as I expected opted to go visit her s****r and I could drop her off on my way! Thus on a grey overcast Thursday in September I arrived at the park and sat on the bench beside the k**dies railway, leaving my car well away in the far end of the car park. After a long 30 minutes I was in somewhat of a nervy state, when a small mini-van pulled in with a small chap of about 50 driving. “Hi” he said “are you Eddy?” (I thought who else would be sitting on a closed miniature railway station bench in a k**die`s park on a rainy mid week day in September).
I affirmed that I was, and as it was now spotting with rain, at his request I got into his van and was relieved to find he was both kindly disposed to me and keen to know more about his father`s work, his mothers relationship, their sex lives much as I knew and the facts leading up to that ultimate night. We spent an hour together, with me filling in the odd detail`s not in the stories he had read and re-read, I in turn was keen to know what had happened to Pete and Nick and all about Judy,.
On the fate of Pete, he Sadly explained that it had been a road accident on the motorway, that he had survived only losing his left foot, something I had till then not noticed as he had not got out of the little motor, they, his father and b*****r had been killed instantly it was 20 years since. I expressed my sympathy.
On the subject of his mother, he was more reluctant, though he did say he as yet had not told her he had “found “me. Hesitantly he explained that he was living as man and wife with his own mother, and the pieces now fell into place, I suspect he had been as worried about my reaction as I had been about his to me! I explained my problem of not revealing my past to my wife and we mutually decided not to rock the boat in either direction. I also said I still felt guilty about what had happened on that last night to which he said nothing. We arranged for me to visit the house on the moors soon and then went our separate ways; I suspect both of us now in a happier state of mind.
The following week my wife announced she was going to a spa with her s****r for a long weekend, something her s****r had won at bingo! I decided it was fate and made arrangements to visit Mike and Judy while she was away, and Mike met me on the Friday at one of the green man pub`s, Green men were numerous up on that moor and I can understand why! This one proved to be only a mile or so from their home. The little house was a typical isolated, moorland farmhouse, a few outhouses, solid stone built and no longer a working farm, the land being owned by a neighbour. Judy met me at the door, now just in her 70¬s her hair grey, her eyes still with a twinkle; her body still tidy though her bust larger than I remember and just turning south as we say round here.
I was bustled into the warmth of the kitchen, where we had tea and home-made cake while we caught up with old times a bit, neither of us mentioning our sexual history and generally pussy-footed round the subject, neither really wanting to disturb old ground. Mike, who had sat quietly till then, rather broke the ice with the impatience of youth, or at least in our case comparative youth. “Judy” he said (not mum I noticed but Judy) “I know you and Eddy were lovers in the past and that`s why I left you a hard copy of the stories to read this morning, Eddy knows how we live, so let`s be a bit more realistic and let`s talk about the problems real or imagined and get it into the light once and for all”.
There was a silence you could have cut with a knife, before, hesitantly at first, Judy began to talk, First about the memories the stories had disturbed, then about her life with Pete, a rough and tumble marriage that had had elements of sadism and master slave and that had built into a sort of fantasy world for them both. She had submitted to Pete`s every will until the first c***d had been born followed a year later by Mike. The balance of the master slave world had then been tilted and she had begun to take over as the dominant one, insisting the boys were not involved in any way with their other life. They had taken a lover into the marriage and he had had sex with Judy which had brought out the cuckold side of Pete, also his Bi element which Judy had exploited until the lover had been posted away, which was where I had come on the scene. She said we all already knew what had happened due to my most graphic stories that had turned her on no end and then went on to say that they had had a high time in Cyprus, then returned to the UK and had had a few years at a training camp, with Pete flitting off for periods in Ulster, and the boys in boarding school. She had had a number of lovers in that time, not one BDMS orientated, none being serious and none lasting long. The humiliation being meat and drink to Pete, who by now was a staff sergeant with a bunch of fresh trainee drivers who changed every 6 weeks.
Pete and the boys were off to Scotland on a fishing holiday when disaster struck, he and nick were killed instantly under a lorry, mike in the back being trapped by his foot and having to have it amputated. Her world tumbling down, Mike always a sickly c***d, had taken a year or two to get back to health, the compensation had been good so financially they were set for life and they had moved to Manchester together to gather themselves. They had been there for about a year when Mike had told her that both boys had known of her numerous later lovers and that he wanted to be next. It being mutual they had slept together that very evening and after a lot of thought they had come here buying this remote farmhouse and the outbuildings in their f****y name as man and wife.
Mike now brought up the scars, he said he and his b*****r had spied on his mother as all boys are wont to do and had seen the scars on either breast, they had been the cause of much interest and discussion Though it was not till after the accident that he had dared ask about them only to be rebuffed with the lady not wanting to discuss it. That`s why when he read the stories he put two and two together and inadvertently I had confirmed the details.
Judy laughed and said she now understood why he had been keen to examine her back and her scars a month or two back and that she had not let him see until he explained which at the time he had not wanted to do. I reminded Judy that I had only seen the scars when they were fresh, and with a smile she stood and silently began to undo the buttons of her dress, Mike and I held our breath as slowly this lovely elderly lady to my amazement took off her clothes. Her breasts were all I could imagine, larger now and more aged than when I had first known them But still proud enough to support a pair of lovely nipples and two curved scars 3” or 4 “ long just as I had placed them all those years ago. She looked into my eyes and quietly said that she asked for these marks and had been proud of them all the time she has had them, I was not to blame myself in any way as it was what she had wanted and that she had had no regrets at all. She asked me to read the story of how they had been put there to us all and with a trembling voice I began to do so, as she removed the rest of her clothing, As I came to the actual whipping she became misty eyed, her mind reliving the past as only a victim could, 60, 70, 80 strokes, then the last 4, she beckoned Mike and I forward and pointed slowly to each successive cut, left and right breast, one across her shoulders which was hardly visible, and one across her backside faded now but still just there.
She had me continue and turned, bending over and kneeling on the armchair revealing the last scar left on her by her husband, It started to the left side of her little brown puckered arse fortunately it had not hit squarely or who knows what would have been the outcome it passed onto the left of the lip of her virgina , finally scar tissue still showing at the side of her clit hood deep in the cleft, still showing after all this time it must have been deep and agony when it was new.
We sat in that little unlit kitchen, with the firelight flickering and talked , Mike visibly stimulated by the moment, his lady now nude on his lap, his hand in her lap fingering her moist pussy, I could sense it was the hand of her lover and her final partner in life, She said she had had lovers from time to time who had noticed the scars on her breasts and had asked about their origins perhaps in the vein hope of her being their sub, but she had never enlightened them, preferring to let imagination`s run riot. Neither had she let anyone use her in a sadistic way again. No -one had noticed the last scar she said, they being her most erotic secret. She said she was a one person woman now, and that was as well in view of my home situation, though she said the spark has not yet vanished and she still had a sex drive that suited both of them, kept her young and though the whips were not part of the scene nor swapping, or cuckolding they enjoyed life to the full plus a bit, her words not mine.
As I put my coat on I asked them to keep in touch as friends and they have promised to do that. Mike made up the fire and Judy went off, I thought to dress, She returned in a house coat, with a briefcase in her hands, “this is for you “she said “but don’t open it till you get home”, I took my leave of them pausing on the step to say goodnight, knowing this lady was unstoppable and part of a really happy couple.
She kissed me as I left, it was like a butterfly in that same old way; my mind reliving that first kiss all those years ago.
As I walked to the car, there was a deep sounding bark from an outhouse and she called to the dog to silence it with a loud command of “quiet Caspar” we exchanged a glance and she shrugged her shoulders with a grin, nothing was said but we both knew. I drove away with a smile on my face.
Stopping on my way home to look in the case, it held much as I expected , after all these years , wrapped in tissue, a gaudy orange blouse and a whip, a leather whip, one with a rawhide handle and bootlace type soft leather thongs the longest about 2 feet and with small knots at the ends ..
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A Trip to the Beach

I had known Stacy for about three years, but I had never known about her little secret. That day when it was revealed changed everything for me, and for Stacy too. We were the greatest of friends, spending almost all our time together. We had come as close to each other as lovers but as two women, neither one of us ever made a move.

My tale begins during the heart of beach season. It was a beautiful sunny day. I had suggested to Stacy that we take a trip to the beach and enjoy some sun and sea. But Stacy told me she didn’t own a bathing suit. The perfect excuse for shopping. I could have kissed her.

‘I think, with your shape, a really skimpy bikini would look great!’ I told her, my cheeks flushing a bright crimson.

‘I don’t know about me,’ Stacy replied. ‘But I know one would look great on you!’
I flushed again.

Stacy had always been shy about her body. In all the years I had known her she had never been as adventurous with her style as I was. But that was going to change. I was sure of that as I pictured my friend in a nice string bikini. My mind filled with the images of getting her home and pulling her out of it too.

I could feel myself blushing again.
‘So…’ Stacy said in a coy manner. ‘Where’s the best place to grab a cool costume?’

‘I know a place,’ I smiled my most devilish smile, knowing she was picking up the not-so-subtle hints I was throwing her way.

I scooped up my keys off the table, subconsciously counting each one as I did. Already I could feel the moisture building between my legs. I felt alive, exhilarated. Hoping my scent wasn’t evading my moistening panties. Just the thought of seeing my long time friend’s beautiful body excited me.
Right then I wondered if Stacy felt the same. Sadly, she just looked nervous, chewing on her bottom lip.

‘Come along then Stace. Let’s get going,’ I said, trying to keep things light.

‘Right behind you Kelly,' Stacy called back as she fetched her cute pink jacket from the coat rack. The one that hugged her breasts perfectly, showing them off for the world to see.

She quickly repositioned her skirt, nervously glancing at me, hoping I hadn’t noticed.

That was it! I thought she had just given me a sign of her mutual attraction. She was moistening too!

* * * *

Arm in glorious arm we made our way to my car. It wasn’t a flashy automobile, but it was reliable. And what more did a gal need than something reliable. Stacy took her place in the passenger seat, while I slipped in behind the steering wheel. Clicking my seatbelt into its clip, I started the engine and we were off.

* * * *

I drove us to the store. From the outside it looked like a normal store. The promotional posters, while meant to look flashy, had been bleached by the excessive sun but they were still slightly attractive, as were the cute little outfits worn by the store dummies. Those were the outfits us normal girls could never wear.

From the outside Stacy seemed unimpressed. I took her arm again, and led her through the electronic doors. Her mouth fell open at the inner size. It looked like an elegant palace filled with the gowns of a million princesses. Stacy was dumbstruck with awe.

Lightly taking her hand, I led her down the steps into the main store. There were dresses, skirts, tops of all varieties, blouses, lingerie, daily wear. Stacy clearly had never seen so many choices grouped into one place. Or at least had never seen so many clothes that she wanted all at once.

I ignored the general clothes and led her to the back of the store, where the bathing suits were kept. And there were so many choices: bikini’s, cami sets, tankinis. So many options. So little time. I grabbed at a very skimpy black bikini set, almost no skin covered. Stacy was a little more conservative, going for a more common bra and brief set. I picked out a nice summer dress to wear over the bathing suit. A small flowing red number with all the tight curves. Stacy’s eyes lit up in admiration of my tastes for her. She pulled me out a short white dress. Very innocent looking. I held the dress against myself with the costume I chose underneath it. The thin white material gave away my choice perfectly. What a combo!

Now Stacy was taking the lead, guiding me roughly over to the dressing rooms. Obviously anxious to get me into my new outfit. I rushed ahead myself, just as anxious to see Stacy in hers, and maybe see her get into it too.

‘Want to share?’ I asked when our path ended by the dressing rooms.

The confirmation of Stacy’s attraction came when after a nervous moment she said yes and we clambered into the largest of the cubicles. Once the plastic door was shut, I felt Stacy’s lips lock themselves onto mine, her kiss reaching into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around Stacy’s back, pulling her beautiful body closer. Stacy’s subtle hands pulled at my top, lifting it carefully over my head, revealing my pink bra.

Stacy lowered her mouth to kiss my now erect nipples through the soft fabric. My inner moisture increased again, soaking my panties. I pushed myself closer, softly moaning my satisfaction.

I let my hand go to Stacy’s sexy mound, rubbing at her skirt. She pushed down onto my hand, her mouth kissing back up my breasts.

Everything I had wanted from Stacy lay beneath this skirt. No matter what I had to do to get it off, I wanted to see the hidden beauty of the girl I had waited three years to get. My hands went to her hips, slowly pushing at the elastic waistband, forcing the skirt down. She wriggled her hips, trying to stop me, she went for my hands. I kissed her harder, she let the skirt drop past her hips, revealing to me her secret. Stacy was a guy!

I jumped back. Completely surprised. I didn’t know how to react, my heartbeat was racing. And then I noticed what my body was doing. My moisture had jumped up a few notches, my pulse was racing, my breaths shallow and short. Oh my god, I was leaning back in to kiss her again. As I placed my lips back onto Stacy’s I pushed my skirt down over my hips and stepped out of it as it cascaded to the floor. I held my new lover in my arms.

My hands were soon cupping Stacy’s buttocks. My fingers tracing her crack, reaching for her perfectly puckered hole as her cock grew against me. She reached around and deftly unclipped my bra, slipping it down my arms and letting my petite breasts fall free. This was most unfair I thought. She had my breasts and I didn’t have hers. This was a situation that had to be sorted out.
While I focused her attention on kissing me, I worked my hands down her blouse, undoing each button, pulling the cotton garment open to reveal her sexy blue bra and its beautiful contents.

Stacy could stand no more. She was really rubbing her length against me, allowing the friction to pleasure her. Deciding I had to help I started to kiss my way down her super sexy body. I left her bra on, placing my kisses around the blue material, and carried on down past her stomach towards her bulging blue panties. I pulled them to the side, allowing her erect cock to fall into my ready hand. I placed another sensitive kiss to Stacy’s body before I slipped her twitching little friend into my anxiously waiting mouth.

The moment I wrapped my lips around Stacy’s warm cock I knew this was a first for her. The way she held herself was nervous, yet attentive, trying to memorise every action. I allowed more of her cock to slip into my mouth, taking all of it that I could, my tongue running around its outside. Stacy, driven at this point by sheer pleasure curled her fingers into my hair, gently tugging it as she pulled me further onto her. I had opened the cork on feelings she had never before expressed. Holding her balls in my hand, I feel Stacy suddenly tighten up, I knew what was coming and I sucked harder while I pulled her panties all the way to the ground.

Just as I got the juicy goodness I wanted Stacy pulled her cock away from me. Gently, yet with great command, she pulled me to my feet.

‘Not yet," she whispered, kissing me again, pressing me back up against the dressing room wall. She ran her tongue over my nipples, taking one into her mouth, and kissing it with the same passion she had shown my lips.

Her hands led my panties down my legs while her kisses worked their way lower, across my abdomen, lower, past my waist, lower, over my trimmed blonde pubes to my glistening hole beneath. Nervously her tongue ran over my pussy lips. My thighs trembled at her careful touch, but I longed for so much more.

‘Don’t think so much,’ I told her. ‘Just go with the flow.’ I was going to wish I hadn’t said that.

Almost at once, Stacy’s nervous technique vanished. She had become a woman possessed. If I hadn’t have known otherwise, I’d have said she been licking pussy since the cradle. I had been waiting to get my friend here for three years, the only person to get my cum in that time was me. I was saving it for Stacy exclusively.

Stacy switched between tonguing and fingering my pussy. God her technique was mind blowing. I couldn’t even find words to warn her what was coming. All my efforts were on keeping quiet, or just not getting too loud. Stacy got ferocious at my clit. She had obviously been wanting to get at my pussy as much I wanted her to. I moaned again softly, muffled by my fist crammed into my mouth, only just in time.

Before I had chance to let my hand down and pull Stacy further into me, she climbed back up to kiss me. I could taste my own salty juices on her lips, she offered it to me off her tongue. How could I refuse?

She leant in and kissed my neck. Her cock brushed against my pubes as she did. Her touch was electric. I wanted so badly to slip her into my pussy. But I held back.

Luckily for me, Stacy had the same idea. She bowed slightly, her hand pushed her cock forward, and lifted it into my pussy. She lifted my arms above my head, holding them in place, restricting my movement on my part. Once inside Stacy stopped. This I could tell was another first for her. I gave her a moment to enjoy the sensation, then, staring into her eyes, I clamped my pussy around her cock, and f***ed myself further onto her.

Driven by my desire, Stacy gave me a full thrust of her manly weapon. I gasped as her length filled my pussy, and pushed down to meet her. She gave me another thrust, and kept them coming. I couldn’t hold it anymore, my pleasure started to sound between my bated breaths, Stacy was the same. Neither of us were doing a very good job at staying discreet.

Someone knocked on the door. It was the store’s young clerk.


‘Are you ladies okay in there?’ she asked.


‘We’re fine, thanks!’ Stacy and I called out in unison, hoping the clerk hadn’t heard too much.

We didn’t move again until we heard her footsteps leading her away from us.

‘That was close,’ Stacy giggled.

‘I know,’ I giggled back as I felt my arousal spike suddenly. Almost getting caught was the ultimate turn on.

Stacy began to pick up speed again. Her energy doubled, and focused on bringing me to ecstasy. She got faster and faster until she reached a speed she could maintain comfortably. My cum was still flowing freely, running down Stacy’s cock and over her balls. She pushed harder and faster, using my cum as a lubricant to push in deeper.

With a slight groan muffled by my breast Stacy shot a hot load of sperm into my soaking pussy. Our juices merge inside me mixed by Stacy’s pumping and dripping back past my slippery entrance and running down our legs.

Continuing to push until the last of her own cum was expelled, Stacy and I collapsed onto the floor of the dressing room. We had engorged ourselves on each other’s love and gotten quite messy in the process. All of a sudden I was glad I had packed a set of towels for our trip to the beach.

‘Here you go,’ I said as I offered one to her. She took it graciously, giving me a quick kiss in return.

A couple of minutes later, dried off and regaining our composure, Stacy and I got redressed. We gave each other another few gentle kisses. Her hands brushed my ass, squeezing gently while I cupped her lovely balls.

The attendant was coming back again, we heard her stilettos clacking against the floor, coming closer.

We hurried ourselves out of the dressing room, completely forgetting about the swimwear we had picked up. Left the store with a knowing smile on our lips and made straight for home.

We never did go back for that swimwear, but we had a lot of fun once we got home again.... Continue»
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Fun in the Sun Part 2

Fun In The Sun Part 2

………………..getting further and further up my leg until it disappeared under my dress and touched my pussy I shut my legs together and pushed his hand away, and it feels fantastic he said as the other 2 returned. So what you to been doing then Sue said to which Colin said tried to feel Beth up but she wasn’t having any of it and started laughing, Paul then said well I have Sue’s panties and dropped her red knickers on the table, I gave him a stern look and he laughed saying she had left them on the floor in the loo I haven’t took them off her.

We were on the way to a little cove we know just down the road if you fancy it, I replied we haven’t got any beach stuff with us, no worries Sue said we have towels and I’m sure one of my bikini bottoms will fit you, from that I took it there was going to be no top on offer, Paul was alright he’d already got shorts on, Sue started to say how lovely it was nice and quiet really relaxing. So we finished off our drinks and headed off. We followed behind them and I told Paul that Colin had tried to feel my pussy, Paul said the dirty old sod did you let him laughing, I think they are both a bit dirty she came out of the loo and said oops I’ve left my panties on the floor be a dear and pick them up. As we walked Colin pulled Sue’s Skirt up to mimic what Paul had done to me earlier. They both looked round and laughed.

It wasn’t long before we got to the cove, I must admit it did look very beautiful, there was a little path way down to it which wasn’t the easiest of walking, it looked deserted apart from a few folks the far side in part shade we went the other way. Sue got a couple of towels out and put them on the sand, then said what colour would you like I have blue or red or natural, when she said I thought natural meant skin colour but when I looked up Colin had already removed his top and was now taking off his shorts, bl**dy hell they had bought us to a nudist beach, I couldn’t help myself but look at Colin’s cock it was very big and he looked quite good naked for a 51 year old. I then looked at Paul who was a bit took aback, then Sue said here you have the red I’ll have the blue to help me out with an answer, so I slipped it on and took my dress off and she slipped hers on and undressed too.

We sat there on the towels the sun felt really nice and it was so quiet and relaxing not like the around the hotel pool. Colin then came and lay in front of us and I couldn’t help but stare at his cock again, and Sue nudged me and giggled.I mouthed sorry to her she smiled and said aren’t you taking your shorts off Paul, he shock his head I might go for a swim in a bit looking rather embarrassed. To which I said in those new shorts you’d be better off without them on then you’ll have something dry to wear on the way back to the hotel. Colin said I’ll come for a swim with you, So sheepishly Paul took off his shorts I checked to mate sure Sue was watching and to see her reaction to my husbands cock, she watched and smiled at me. And off the boys went down to the sea while we watched them it must have been quite warm as they both walked straight in.
So me and Sue started chatting about how nice it was here then I asked if she ever went completely naked too, she laughed and said I always do it feels great but you looked so shocked I thought I better help you out, I laughed with her and said it was a shock to see Colin strip in front of us I didn’t know what to say or where to look, I know where you were looking and laughed again, you had a good look when Paul removed his shorts too I replied to which she answered oh yes and very nice too, so I added but nowhere near as big as Colin’s and we both had a good laugh. I looked out to sea and could see that Colin was swimming while Paul had found a couple of woman to chat too, typical of him. Sue said looks like Paul’s making friends out there, nothing unusual he likes to chat to the ladies, especially when he can see there tits added Sue, would it be ok if I take my bottoms off Beth or will it make you uncomfortable I do love the feel of the warm sun on my lady bits, I smiled no you do what you like don’t mind me and with that she whipped them off and said that feels better, she had a very neatly trimmed bush then she lay back to soak up the sun, feel free to take yours of too Beth it feels great, I thought about it for a bit thinking she had at least got a bush to hide her pussy a bit I was clean shaven any one would be able to see everything if they walked by after a moment of deliberation I slipped them off and she was right it did feel nice the sun on my pussy. I lay back next to her and she said told you didn’t I.
I shut my eyes enjoying the warm sun on my totally naked body it felt very nice, then Colin said alright girls and I felt a wet hand land on my pussy. I shot up and there he was with a big grin on his face what a great pair of pussies we have here with a hand on mine and Sue’s pussies we both pushed him away, he stood up and laughed and grabbed the towel and started to rub his hair and body and I couldn’t help myself but watch his cock swinging about as he dried himself Sue nudged me again and laughed, Paul was still in the sea talking to the ladies. I turned over and Colin said gone all shy now then, I said no not at all I thought I would do my back for a bit, I heard Paul come back about five minutes later and say wow look at you pair, I said I see you made some new friends in the sea, yes I heard them talk and recognised there accent they don’t live far from us. You could do with some cream on your back babe its going a bit red Sue have you got any we can use please. I felt the cream poured on my back and it was so cold but then felt Paul’s hands rub it in then some more poured on my lower back and then he started to rub it in down on to my bum cheeks and a couple of times I felt a thumb rub across my hole spreading my cheeks as he did, I heard Sue giggling looked round and it was Colin rubbing the cream in I grabbed my dress from by my head and through it at him, they were all laughing, I said very funny, how about if I did that to you.

Colin lay down on the towel next to me and said come on then I could do with some cream on and passed me the bottle, they were all giggling at me so I thought right and poured some onto his belly and started to rub it in gradually going further down and they were watching me as I got closer and closer to his cock, and no one said anything just watched and thought o shit some one say something and I can stop but no, so I ran my fingers down both groins my fingertips touching his cock as I did which was making his cock grow. I stopped and said there you go how’s that but as I moved my hand away I couldn’t help but slid it over his hardening cock. Sue said how about if his cock gets burnt and laughed it won’t be much good for me later will it if its too sore to do anything, I said I’ll let you do that bit there’s no point in me getting sun cream on my hands when you already have it on yours, I looked at Paul for help but he just smiled and I was left thinking what to do so grabbed the cream put some on my hand and grabbed his cock and started to rub it in with the usual effect of him getting very hard and quite big (not as big as I thought it was going to be I was expecting a monster but it must be what the call a shower and not a grower) I smiled to myself as I wanked his cock watching my hand sliding up and down his cock and for a moment forgetting where I was and getting into a nice rhythm until Sue started giggling, I stopped and said there you go I think that’s got it covered a bit too embarrassed to look at any of them and lay back down on the towel, they all laughed and Sue said you better turn over Colin don’t want to scare the seagulls off. Paul came round and lay next to me and whispered you ok babe, I replied yes a bit embarrassed but ok, well you did seem to get a bit carried away, yes I’m sorry about that.

We lay there in the sun for a while before I could feel my back burning I turned over to do my front and said to Paul pass the cream I need some on my front, Colin piped up I’ll do that for you and said no its ok I can manage and started to rub the cream in to my body as he watched rubbing it into my boobs and on my nipples and then my belly and then started on my legs thinking all the time do I just rub it on my pussy lips I don’t want them burning that would be sore but Colin was watching my every move. Legs done only one place left had did I do it without it looking like I was putting on a show for them. So I poured some cream in my hands and rubbed it around the area and over my pussy trying hard not to disturb the lips too much with my fingers and I was done, to which Colin said nice when’s the next show and lay back down, it felt wonderful lying there in the hot sun completely naked and I drifted off for a bit.
I was woken by voices, I opened my eyes to see 2 ladies and 2 men standing talking to Paul, it was the women from the sea but they were now dressed and so were the men who were looking me and sue up and down before saying they were off. I lifted my head and noticed Colin was gone and Sue was fast asl**p, where’s Colin I said to Paul he’s gone off over to them rocks, I looked at Sue and said she’s burning should we wake her, to which Paul said I could put some cream on her with a smirk on his face or do you want too. I smiled and with out a moments hesitation he was by her putting cream on his hands as I watched him start to rub the cream on to her belly and make his way up to her tits and as I looked I noticed she had her eyes open looked at me and winked and shut her eyes again pretending to be asl**p as my husband started to rub cream into her tits and then her nipples, she was clearly enjoying it from the smile on her face, I watched as he put more cream on his hands and made his way downwards rubbing until he reached her pussy, at that point he looked up at me to see it there was any reaction from then started to rub her pussy looking at me, then Sue said mmm that’s nice to which he moved his hands, your not going to stop now are you she said he looked at me again then started to rub her pussy again, with a oh yes that feels great from Sue for encouragement he started to slid a finger inside her and rub her clit and she was loving it and so was he rubbing faster and faster and sliding another finger in her and working her into a frenzy until she arched her back and grabbed my hand and climaxed then sighed and relaxed back onto her towel smiled and shut her eyes again me and Paul looked at each other speechless ……………..


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TOT Part 5

The Shower Block

I was up pretty early the following morning it must have been about 8.30 am. although our caravan had a built in shower the tray was leaking and Dad had removed it and was going in to the nearest town to buy a new one that day, so we had to use the campsite showers until it was fixed, I pulled on the clothes that I had been wearing the night before, stuck on my flip flops, grabbed a pair of boxers and socks from my bag, and a towel from the bathroom and headed for a shower,


Fuck I am so glad that I did, the first sight I saw when I walked in the door was a cock, this man who I would say was about 30 years old had his towel over his head and face drying his hair and these big fucking hairy balls and cock were bouncing about all over the place, as he dried himself in front of the bench that had his clothes on it, I froze to the spot my mouth agape as my cock sprung to life, Just then the guy removed the towel from his head, he then lifted his foot up on to the bench to dry his feet and legs I swear his big hairy arse was only inches from me, my cock was rock hard by this time, I had never expected to see anything like this on the caravan site.

The shower room had four cubicles without doors, or anywhere to get changed, you had to strip off lay your clothes on a bench and hooks fixed to the wall about 5 feet from the showers, then go into the shower cubicles.
I turned my back to the man and undressed slowly hoping my hardon would go away, or that the man would dress and leave before I was naked, until then I thought that I had a big cock with plenty of hair around my balls, but seeing that man’s cock and balls showed me that I had a lot of growing to do.

I counted to three in my head whipped off my boxers and swiftly got in an empty shower cubicle, then realised I had not brought any soap or shampoo I felt like a right plonker, I washed down as best I could with just water, all in all I was in the shower about 3 or 4 minutes, I got out and began drying myself off when another guy came out of one of the other cubicles, he was probably about 18 years old, I never actually got to see his cock but got a right good look at his arse and dangling balls, half dry I pulled on my clean boxers and trackies as fast as I could, I did not want him to see my little Peter growing hard again, fuck I had saw more real living cock in only ten minutes than I had in my whole life.


I had not been impressed when Dad had said he had bought a caravan as a weekend getaway, I was f***ed to go down that first weekend because it was Mum’s stay over weekend at the care home she worked in, and as Dad was going, me and Jamie never got the option to stay home, but now I was delighted that I had came, I had met Barry and then saw two naked man bodies, fuck I could have happily spent the whole weekend in the shower room alone.

When I got back to the caravan Dad was cooking breakfast and Jamie was lying on the sofa in just his boxers watching TV, he asked what the showers were like, I told him that I had forgot to take soap and shampoo and that there were no changing rooms he laughed at me saying

“ya wee dick your scared of soap any way”.

We had breakfast then Dad was going into town to get the new shower base, he asked if we wanted to go with him I said no, but Jamie went with him, Just as they were leaving Barry came out of his caravan, I walked towards him he told me he was going to the camp shop so I walked with him, I told him about going into the shower without soap he laughed;

“fuck I have done that loads of times, the shower in our van is crap the water has no pressure so I use the camp showers most of the time, but keep your flip flops on in the shower or you will get foot sores, there are some right dirty cunts use them”

I so wanted to ask what time he showered at, but that would have been far too pervy, but at least I knew he used them often, I now had a new mission to shower at the same time as my Barry.


Boating with Barry.

Barry bought some bread and a newspaper from the store, then as we walked back to his caravan I told him that Dad and Jamie had gone into town to buy a new shower base and invited him into ours to play on the Play station, he agreed to come.
My heart was racing, I was going to get him alone all to myself, oh thank you Dad buying this Caravan was the best thing ever I thought to myself.
It was a very warm morning, the sun was blazing not something that we get a lot of in Scotland, but when we do we take full advantage of it, Barry said he would take the bread in to his Mum get changed into his shorts, then he would get me at our van in ten minutes, I went in to ours and pulled on a pair of white nylon football shorts, then decided to be a little bit naughty, I pulled the shorts back off removed my boxers, then pulled the shorts back on, although the shorts had lining I had cut it under the balls part to make them loose, I don’t like tight things against my balls, but cut lining is also handy for two other things, it makes it easy to get your tackle out for a quick wank and of course deliberately exposing your self. ( Yip I was born a pervert )


Barry was true to his word and was at the door of the caravan 10 minutes later, he also had on a pair of Football shorts, his were green, topped with a white Nike tee shirt, we settled down on the floor in front of the TV and played Gran Turismo for about half an hour, sitting on the floor with your legs crossed under you is a great way to allow a stray ball to have a peek outside, as we chatted, Barry told me that he had a rowing boat and often went out on the loch for a row and a swim, I was very interested in this information, out on boat alone with him sounded good to me, I told him I had never been out on a small boat and would love it if the next time he was going out he would let me go with him, he said that he would take me out anytime I fancied it, I grabbed the opportunity and asked if we could go right away
“Yea why not let’s go” Barry replied.
I wanted to get away before Dad and Jamie got back, or Jamie would want to come with us. or even worse Dad might not let me go out on a boat without adult supervision, I scribbled a note for Dad telling him where I had gone.
Barry kept the oars for his boat under his caravan he pulled them out told his parents we were taking the boat out, and off we went with is mother’s voice calling
” Be careful out there “

The mooring was only a short walk from our caravans, we got in the boat it was a typical fibreglass dingy, with enough room for four people two in the middle one at the back and one at the front, Barry told me to sit at the back of the boat and he would do the rowing, I had never been on a boat this small before, a couple of times I had been on ferry’s, and a day trip boat once, but they were massive big things compared to Barry’s

This little thing was quite different to be honest I was a bit scared that it would capsize or sink or something, and although I can swim, I am not the strongest swimmer in the world, But being alone with Barry helped calm my fears, Barry was a fast rower and within 15 minutes we were a good bit down the loch, I kept glancing down between his legs in the hope of getting a flash at his tackle up the leg of his shorts, but his legs were pretty much firmly held in one place to give him resistance as he rowed, so I never got a flash, on the other hand I deliberately had my legs open and kept leaning my head back pretending I was trying to get a suntan on my face, but the truth is I was flashing my goods, I knew he would get a flash if he was interested in looking.

All of a sudden Barry pulled the oars into the boat and stood up, he pulled his tee shirt over his head taking it off, as he did so his package was almost in my face, and the shape of his cock was clearly visible through the thin material, I was sure that if not hard he must at least had a semi, Fuck I just wanted to grab him pull his shorts down and get stuck into his cock, even though at this point I had never sucked a cock I was constantly fantasizing about sucking one, Barry had a light hair trail going down into the waistband of his shorts even that was a turn on to me, I was fucking rock solid in my shorts, and if I had stood up it would have been very obvious, thankfully it was pointing up to the waistband rather than down or it would have been popping out the leg of my shorts.

Barry sat back down pulled off his trainers and socks, he then stood up and jumped out of the boat into the water, shouting for me to join him, I pulled off my tee shirt kicked of my trainers took off my socks and did the same 30 seconds later I was beside him, The water was freezing it was honestly the coldest water I have ever been in, We messed about in the freezing water for a few minutes, but I was glad to get out of it, I tried to climb back into the boat but it was not an easy thing to do, I thought I was going to pull the boat over as I tried to get my leg up first then my arm hoping I could sort of roll my body up in to it, but that failed as well.
Barry told me to let him go first, he got back into the boat without to much of a struggle but he had obviously done it plenty of times before, once he was safely in the boat he put his hand over to help pull me in beside him,

His shorts were stuck against his cock the shape was clear to see, I was mesmerized. as he pulled one of my arms I pulled on the boat with the other to pull myself back on board, then just as my waist was clearing the water disaster struck, my shorts came right off, I tried to catch them with my legs then my feet but they escaped I was now half in, half out the boat, my shrivelled up tackle on the edge and my bare arse exposed to the sun, I was totally mortified, as Barry gave one last yank and pulled me into the boat arse down and cock up, Barry was killing himself laughing as I tried to cover up my very shrunken cock and tiny tight balls, I cant ever remember being so embarrassed.
Barry dived back into the water and got my shorts, he threw them back into the boat then climbed back in as I covered my bits ( Don’t ever get in cold water if there is a chance the one you have the hot’s for might get to see your bits )



When Barry got back in the boat he slipped his shorts off took off his boxers and stood pissing over the side of the boat as he wrung the water out of his boxers, as natural as if he was standing fully clothed at a bus stop, even though his cock was obviously cold and water shrunk, it was still bigger than mine, and his pubic hair was very impressive being dark haired he had a thick wiry bush, I just sat open mouthed staring at this wonderful display, my cock rapidly coming back to full hard size. honestly if I had died that moment I would have died a happy happy guy.

Barry pulled his football shorts back on and rowed back to the campsite we laughed and joked about what had happened, but he never mentioned my little cock, God I was so in love with him I would have been happy to stay in that boat forever.
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What we both learned on the trip to the states

Ken saw "twerking" and loved it. I tried doing it but I just don't have a bottom that bounces around.

My parents are both coming around to the new reality. They don't yet know I'm carrying.

Brian is traveling over early for Zoe and career opportunity. I guess a bean counter accountant can go anywhere. It sure looks like the real deal here with these two. Together they are so much into each other. In private, Brian is preoccupied with being in Zoe. She is truly a hot ebony babe and Brian just can't get enough. Nor can she.

Ken is starting to arranging the legal paperwork for Brian. Ken has informed me there will be official paperwork problems. Those which can only be eliminated by marrying a citizen! Since Brian and Ken have bonded I think this is a super thing. If I can have my Ken and my Brian here, it would just make things perfect.

In Ghana, white women are looked on as a trophy. Thus Ken's demeanor when we are out in public. Puts him on top of the food chain in social settings so to speak. So I'm his new Ferrari so to speak. And he is my prize as well.

I'm learning sex is not a big thing here, at least when all the f****y stuff is in order. And here is the story of how I learned that not all men in Ghana are allergic to eating pussy.

Vegas to Chicago to Paris to home. One heck of a long trip. Thankfully we slept well on the last 2 legs. Got back in time and refreshed for a Ken's seasonal frat/rugby/key party this past Sunday.

It's a social organization of men who did university in the UK. Ages run from the 20 year olds to the 50 plus year olds. There are a lot of Ferrari's there, meaning white wives. By my estimation I'd say close to a third of these men have light skinned wives. Needless to say I made a few new friends and heard quite a few saucy stories. Food was excellent, most home prepared. I did double stuffed beefsteak & bacon potatoes, which was new to most and enjoyed by all. The Rugby contests were absolutely brutal. The rugby is best described as organized war without weapons. Lots of mud and bl**d with one fellow having to be carted off to the doctors with a busted arm.

Ken had me prepared for the key party part of the day. After describing the sexual taboos, he let it be known it was my choice if we did not go home together. But it was my choice. So we had a simple thumbs up signal. I thought "Key" parties were from the US 1970's hippie era in middle class suburbia. Well, they are a bit of the rage over here.

I dressed sexy, a bit over the top. A thigh hugging knit skirt with a glittery white spandex scoop neck top with a bra from the Victoria's Secret angel collection, all on top of 4" heels. Thus all my good to begin with assets looked much enhanced.

A man I'll call "Joe" did not play rugby. Joe is an alias. He is in his late 40's. He is a native. His wife "Jane" (another alias) is German/Swiss and about 10 years younger. Delightful people. Jane invited me back to their place for cleanup and the key party if I were interested. Once I told Ken he let me know Joe was the organizer, he and Jane had a big place and there would likely be many couples there. Ken thought it good, so I accepted.

Later at Joe & Jane's place the rugby players all showered the muck off themselves and changed into fresh clothes. Drinks flowed endlessly, lots of fruit based drinks which hide the alcohol. I was borderline stupid d***k after a short while. Late afternoon Joe announced it was time for "The car swap", a few couples left, 8 couples remained behind. 6 of them were mixed race pairs. Jane along with a couple had earlier taken me aside for the intro talk to what this all was. Key party means hard swap and it was the girls time to be bad!

Jane had told me our car keys would not be in the mix as she and Joe had already claimed us. She went out of her way to know if I was OK with that. I could just nod my head and from that point on I started looking at Joe & Jane differently. After that Ken and I had our thumbs up moment.

Keys were thrown into a cooking pot. Ladies were supposed to blindly reach in and grab one. Jane as hostess got to go first, looked directly in and pulled out Ken's keys. This brought laughs. We also had a good laugh when one lady pulled out her husbands keys and announced "no way, one of you can have my guy" and went back in for another pick.

The ladies went back to the main part of the house, found their key owners and began to gather up their bags and leave together. Joe and Jane came over, said I could leave as it was customary but I did not have to. The place was big enough. With an approving look on Ken's face already there I decided to stay. Jane simply took Ken by the hand and walked him away, her final words were "We'll stay to this side of the house".

So it's just Joe and I in an big empty room and Joe leads me off towards the guest quarters. About Joe, he is quite tall, about as tall as Ken and very skinny. For his age he is in terrific shape from the neck down. His face and balding head do show his years.

Upon entering a well appointed guest wing Joe closed the door and began to caress me at the hips. I turned, excited and being devoted to hot kissing, I went right to Joe's lips. I was met in kind with eager passionate lips. I can't say how long we stood there locked together kissing and caressing and checking out each others bodies but it was long enough that I did not see an older man. Joe was now a well assembled man with a cock.

Joe said "Allow me" as he got on his knees to remove my heels. Now I am short again as he pulls down my skirt revealing nothing more than a patch thong. At this moment he notices I am completely hairless. He brings his mouth into me and nibbles at the patch. I'm in heaven !! Joe then stands, I reach my arms up and Joe removes my spandex top. He sees the bra and declares "We'll leave that on for now. Your turn to prepare me".

I take off his top and a hard body is revealed. I go back to kissing while tugging his shorts down and immediately realize his cockhead is hanging down below the leg opening of his boxers. With my attention on it, I go to my knees to get a good look at what I have in store. I fell backwards in my ass, I expect my eyes were wild open while I had a hand covering my open mouth. Joe says "Surprised?" I nod. Joe's appearance was something like a cartoon character. Slim fat free torso, skinny legs and an enormous semi erect uncut 3rd leg. I went back to this ridiculously huge cock, brought my lips to the foreskin and Joe said "Allow me first." Perfect.

Joe led me to the bed, laid me down and placed his thick lips at my pussy while pulling off my thong. Joe licked me, hummed into me, fingered me and drove his tongue up and down the length of my lips. It was not long before I was holding his head in place with both hands and coming to my first of many climaxes. Joe is a pussy eater who enjoys it immensely. For this alone I am so grateful. You need to know, I have not had a mans tongue touch me there in about 2 years. This alone would have been enough for me.

I'm panting after I don't know how many climax's when I say "69?". I mean, I have to get close up to that obscenely huge cock. I'm sitting firmly on Joes chin picking this cock up with both hands. By far it's the meatiest thickest cock I've ever touched. I start to work my tongue around the head and the foreskin pulls back behind the glans. I could not do much with it for a couple reasons. My attention was on the things Joe's mouth was doing to my pussy plus with his size, all I could do was slobber all over it and work the head. Through all this Joe was hard but not getting rock hard. Without words I moved around to a position which let Joe know it was time to fuck me.
"Condom?" I ask. Joe says "Not in this house." Probably would not fit anyhow.
I say "You can't cum inside me." I don't know why I said something so stupid. I wanted that whole enormous cock in me filling me with his seed. Heck, I'm already knocked up, so this is like a free shot.
Joe says "I will only cum inside you.". Which I later learned is the only way he can cum. I can suck on him forever and he will not shoot, he needs pussy.
I say "Take me Joe.".

The taking me part was different. I was certainly wet and loose enough. He was still not rock hard. His cockhead entered me easily. Very easy. Joe then had to use his hand to help getting himself in deeper. Kind of grabbing the shaft as he pushed. He did this well, I guess from a lot of practice. We lay coupled together for a long time grinding. He finally pulls my bra down under my breasts and thank god he sucked on them. Seeing his jet black face buried in my milk white only made things hotter. That was about the time of my first vaginal orgasm. It's a rare thing for me. I'm pinned under him, literally stuffed full of a semi hard erection and I go into an uncontrollable orgasm. Joe was pure gentleman letting me come down. All he said was "Good." as he pulls my legs up. His hands are at the back sides of my knees as he swings my knees up till they are touching my shoulders.

Joe is now in complete control, starting to get very hard and is slowly working his entire length into me without having to use his hand any longer. Again, I'm taken by my second vaginal orgasm which is immediately followed by a third. Throughout all this Joe is just looking me in the eyes, unmoving, allowing me to come down while he hold a big grin. The things his giant cock was doing to me did in fact make him feel like the manliest man on the planet.

Joe then resumes pumping me. He is in. I've got his pubic bone pressed against mine and a huge ball sack resting around my asshole. I'm telling him "I can't believe I have all of you!". He whispers back "Yes, now it's my turn." And he starts to pump, up till now his motion was to get in, now Joe is pulling out some before diving back in. Every time he does this it's a little more accommodation my body needs to do. I think he is getting bigger. So I say "Are you getting longer?". His reply was yes that he would now get (his words) "Now I will get hard as a rock".

Joe would withdraw some, then bear down into me. Every so often and with repeated frequency he would hurt me, not a bad hurt at all. The kind of hurt that told you a serious sized cock was in the house. At the end of his thrust I started to say "Hold" which gave me chance to form around him or something like that. On every "Hold" Joe was giving me all he had and I felt something inside me move around. There had to be close to a dozen of these holds. Eventually it got as comfortable as possible and in hindsight I'm glad he had me pinned in that control position. Comfort was replaced by lust and pure enjoyment and bliss. Dirty lust from me as I'm telling him how much of a woman he is making me. Joe is hitting me with a stroke length longer than the length of an above average cock. At this point I have my 4th vaginal orgasm. Only this time Joe does not stop pumping me. Mouth to mouth, sweat dripping all over us and Joe tells me "I'm close to filling you.", which dumb me says "You're going to get bigger?". He could read some fear in my face as he says "No, just fill you with my cum.". "Oh God yes" was my response "I want it all, complete me, cum inside me... now". Which coincides with my 5th vaginal orgasm. I mean, if I have 5 in 5 months that's a personal victory. 5 in under 2 hours is addicting.

Somewhere when I was lost in that last orgasm Joe came to his climax. I recall a few very loud grunts and some words I could not understand. I could feel him up inside me to a higher spot, I could feel the root of his cock jerking and pulsing as he filled me with eager sperm. Somewhere below my breastbone I could feel final resting spot of the tip of his cock.

Joe's come down period was long. He released my legs, a little cramped up by that time. I relaxed them by wrapping them around his waist and not letting him go. He stayed deep inside me for longer than any man has ever done. I could feel his heartbeat inside me. "Draining out the last drop" he said. I then did the best I could to repeatedly squeeze him with my muscles to milk out every last drop. Every time I squeezed I got an approving moan out of Joe. How rewarding it was as we added deep passionate kissing to his draining out process. He then told me I am the best partner he ever had. I smiled as he was also my best.

Upon his withdrawal something unusual happened. Semen leakage. Usually when I take a deep load from a long cock it stays planted. No drip. This time there was a flow. I'm guessing that since our copulation was (guessing here) for more than a hour I was stretched out to a point where things did not tighten up. Was my vagina and cervix just an open pipe? I think so. Joes seed flowed out of me in a quantity which I would have found beyond my imagination prior to this. And it just kept flowing. This just made me all the happier as I do love earning my mans cum. The more the better!

The only downside to this older man was that later when I was ready and wanting to have his cock to myself for the second time, I could not get him hard enough. Oh I tried everything from prostate massage to visual aids by covering his package with boobs, nipples and lips. Round 2 was not till much later Sunday evening.

After that 1st go at Joe we both heard noises, so we both headed out to the kitchen/den area. Ken and Jane were out there. I went to Jane and we went off away from the boys. "Jane, thank you." were my first words. Jane's response was "You're k**ding me? He is brutal sometimes. Plus I just had the most athletic and best fucking of my life. Mind if I keep him?". I giggled and replied "Only if I can keep yours!". I then whispered about my 5 vaginal orgasms while Joe had me impaled. She said "Maybe you should keep him.", and I was told some of her similar experiences with Ken. She asked if I took all of him, I told her I did and never had anything like it. Jane then told me I had taken a little over 17 inches. Is that a record? I know it's a personal best. And yes, I am a bit sore. Jane then asked "Did he cum?" I just pointed to my area torso center under my boobs. I talked of the run out and Jane tells about her having him pull out once and cum in a glass, which she later measured as more than 100 ml. So when I got home I took a measuring cup, that's over 4 ounces. No surprise now on why I leaked.

I've since learned Ken had an equally enjoyable and exciting time with Jane. It pretty much proved itself when we were all sitting around listening to BBC World News. At the same moment we both said BBC is Big Black Cock, the news will never look the same again! From now on every time I watch the news I'm going to have sex memories! After the BBC line, Jane just laid on Kens lap, pulled his cock out and started to stroke and suck him in front of me. Brazen? Yup. Bothersome? Nope.
I turned to Joe, grabbed his cock said "See you all later" and used his cock like a leash to drag him back to the bedroom.

I've been writing a while now. Time for a break. My second fucking by Joe is also quite noteworthy. I'll write about that in the future.... Continue»
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A trip to the beach.....

Jade loves the beach.Its an aphrodisiac for her.So when me,Marsh and Matt started talking about doing some surf fishing on the coast,Jade wanted in.While we were eating supper,a few days before the trip,I told her that Marsh's wife would'nt be going,and Matts' girlfriend,would have a problem with him going,so he might not make it,and she'd be bored,without other females along,and besides we're gonna fish,drink beer,ogle girls....Jades smiled her wicked grin,and said "I wanna ogle the girls too!" Now Marsh,who's 40 years old,is an aquaintence from my job,who lives in another town,and Matt is his assistant on the job to Marsh,and he's barely 20.I know them well enough,and that they live in another town,this would be good oppurtunity to fulfil another of Jades fantasies,but as Im sure you already figured that out,Jade knew it too.Jade said she wanted to try on her new bikini,and I told her "Wait! I gotta call the guys and see if would be OK for one more..." Again,Jade just smiled,she KNEW this was going to be "OK." While she was cleaning up after supper,I called Marsh,and told him we'd have one more,and if that was OK,to which he said "sure," and that his wife was pretty much "on her way out of his life,"and that the "marriage was ending,"and that he would "be amazed if she was still there when he got back...sooo good riddance, so this trip would do him some good"...I was thinking to myself that he was most likely in for one helluva weekend,if all were agreeable.He said that Matt was most definately going,but that his girlfrined was upset with him,to which I said "Do you think she would come along??" (Of course,Im trying to hatch another "plan" getting Jade and his 20year-old girlfriend in the same place,proximity... heh heh..)To which he said...No...she's uh...not,well,she wants to do things her way,and this includes going to her parents ALL THE TIME, and poor ol' Matt's pretty tired of that,so I doubt it..." "Ok!" I said,"Well,we'll see you Friday afternoon then!!!" Just then, Jade walked in in her new bikini,and for a 35 year old,she still looked like she was in her early 20's.The bikini didnt leave much to the imagination.She asked me who was coming along,and I said "Just me,you,Marsh and Matt." I knew Jade was ready for a good weekend of lusty sex.I was ready to watch and particpate,but none of us guys are bi,there was and is no male on male in these things,but if thats your thing,fine,so Jade and I talked about how we could,if it was agreeable to all,that we could "have her when we wanted," and she said that was fine with her,that it was her fantasy.As Jades chief and sole fantasy granter,it was to be done.Friday afternoon came and we drove to the town where Marsh and Matt lived and picked them up.They climbed into the SUV,after putting their gear in the back.As we headed east,we all got to talking about the weekend ahead and how our lives were going these past few weeks,with work,and their situations.We drove for a while and of course,the guys kept checking Jade out,I could tell in the rear view mirror,as they grinned back and forth at each other,becuase Jade is so hot,green eyes,auburn hair,slight tan,and a 34-24-36 frame,she was naturally and expectedly the center of attention.Marsh was almost blantant about checking her out,being more experienced,and knowing me much better than Matt knew me,although I hadnt told him anything at all about what was going down,he picked up on it instinctivley as we got started down the road,pretty quick.But Matt,being younger,was not 100% sure it was Ok for him to be looking at her.Jade had on this little summer dress,that barely covered her past the top part of her thighs,in fact,if you payed attention,you could see her pussy as she moved,uncrossed and crossed her legs,but from where they were,in the back seat,they werent getting to see what I was seeing....yet.....I swung the conversation around to how great she looked,and the guys agreed.I was reaching over,squeezing her tits,reaching down to feel her wet pussy,and by this time,Marsh was leaning from the back seat,over into the front and could clearly see what was going on.He was grinning and the tone of his voice let us know he was enjying the show.I told him that I loved to "show her off' and she said that the "Loved to SHOW IT OFF!!" with a wicked little laugh,and to which I said "Go ahead,baby,show him!!" Jade leaned back against the car door and slowly spread her legs.I glanced back at Matt,and could just see him in the rear view mirror,simling,but was still unsure as to where he stood in all this.Jade's pussy was spread for Marsh to see.She keeps that triangular patch of pubes above her smooth shaved pussy lips,and she was running her finger along her slit,spreading her juices and smiling,she was loving what she was doing.Marsh was complimenting her,and telling her how beautiful she was,and he reached down and rubbed her pussy,and slid a finger or two inside her,to which she spread her legs wider,so he could get deeper into her.After a few minutes of this, we both asked Matt,if he wanted to see.He was almost too shy,he was reluctant,and said,"I have a girlfriend!I dunno..." Jade said "Honey'she's not gonna know a damn thing,unless you tell her,and besides,youre not married to her,are you even engaged?" he said "No," but he wasnt "sure he should be checking out a mans' woman like that..." To which Marsh and I both laughed, and Marsh said "Damn,dude,its more than obvious that it OK,by now,Huh???" And we laughed some more,and then Matts' face changed from one of reluctance, to one of ease,as if a weight was lifted off of him, but he asked me "If I was sure it was OK?" And I appreciated him being a gentleman about it,and I told him,"You can even hop up here, and sit on the other side of her,if you want!!" Marsh and I both knew that Matt had less,if not limited, sexual experiences compared to us "older gents," so in an unspoken consent,Marsh grnned and moved aside as Matt,all the sudden,hopped up over the seat and got on the far right passeger side of the SUV,which put Jade in the middle.Jade spread her legs,putting one over mine and the other over his,and was rubbing his thigh,letting her hand inch up towards his zipper.She was smiling at him,and said "Go ahead,baby..." inviting him to feel her. "Do you like it?" she cooed.He was still a little stunned,so she kissed him,lightly at first,and then they started kissing more passionately.Jade kisses the men she fucks.We've met other swinger couples where the wife forbids her husband to kiss Jade,and for me to kiss her---its a deal breaker for us,but we dont judge others,all must be agreeable.By then he was feeling her pussy,rubbing it in circles,just like she liked it.Jade said" Oooh baby,see...you know what youre doing!" And Matt said,he has all this part down pat,because..." he said rather embarrassed,"Ive only got to fuck 2 women!" Jade said,thats "OK sweetie,we all start there too..." his heloed him to be much more at ease.Marsh and I watched and commented.Marsh reached out squeezed Jades tits,and she leaned back and gave him access to them.Jade then asked Matt if he was "OK with all this..." And he was in a much better mode of acceptance by now,and his stammering out "Yes..oh yes its,...its good," lead us all again to laugh.Jade,still with her legs spread,started to tell the guys,this..."I want you all to know,that Im a "sure thing" this weekend,and Im not going to tell the three of you "no" at anytime, in the next couple of days.If you want me to suck your cocks,I'll suck them,you want some pussy,if you want some ass,I'll give you my ass,you just let me know,and you're getting all the pussy and ass from me you want,all I ask is that you come inside me,my pussy,my ass,or in my mouth,Im a swallower!!!" She said proudly."This is my "fantasy weekend" and I want to enjoy myself,as well as getting off by having you guys enjoy me..." Marsh,Matt and Myself,were all nodding in agreement,and she said,"Keep this in mind,though,Im "YOUR 'whore," the three of y'alls 'whore' alone,this weekend,so there's NO rough stuff,do NOT ask me to be 'alone' with you after this weekend is over,I just want to be clear on that... To which we all said fair enough,of course,that last line didnt aplly to me,but Im sure she said that because too many men seem to think that women who enjoy their own sexuality and sex,are "whores" in a negative way,not worthy of respect,which in my opinion,I love women who love and understand their sexuality,even if Im not going to ever get to fuck one of them.Jade and I do not regard wome as "sluts or whores" unless it is playfully implied and with consent, during sexy fun.As we drove on,we talked more about these things,and other subjects,and Marsh was interested in swinging,because he said,while his wife was a "good woman" but her spending habits, her religious ideas that were getting even more and more fundamental,and what she wants outta life, is just not the same as his..." Jade was now resting against me, while Matt rubbed her legs and pussy,gently exploring her folds,and running his fingers through her pubes and tracing the them with his finger,while Marsh and I,talking about work,we both would occasionally reach down and feel her pussy and squeeze her nipples gently,and caress her tits.Jade later told me that she loved that,riding down the road,wtih 3 men,gently carressing her.Matt kinda got us "interested" again when he asked Jade with a gulp in his throat---"So....you uh, swallow???" Jade grinned and and said "Mmmm Hmmm,every fuckin' drop,or you can shoot off on my face, and I'll gather it, and lick it off,either way,Im going to swallow it...." Matt smiled and shook his head...Jade said..."You've never had a woman swallow you???" "No...I mean...No...My girlfriend thinks its gross..." Jade said,"Well..." I cant fix that,but I can fix you,let me taste you..." So she leaned over towards him and started undoing his pants...and then she stopped and asked me, "Honey,can you pull over? I need to stretch,and there's not room up front for me to suck his cock,so do ya mind???" Of course not,I pulled into a restaurant parking lot and we all got out and stretched.I parked more towards the back,I knew they would need some "privacy" but I also knew Jade,so....Jade got into the backseat with Matt,and Marsh and I told them we were going to get something to eat.Jade had her legs spread,with the door open,with cars going in and out of the parking lot,no giving a damn about who saw her pussy,and had Matts cock out,and this man was hung,for his 20 years!She was stroking it,as we "took their order"and went in,got the food.In about 10 minutes,as we approached the SUV,we peeked in at Jade,who hadnt bothered to even close the door,(Its AMAZING as to how oblivious people are,but then I was parked more in the back of the lot)Jade was sucking Matts cock,and she was moaning and humming her "Mmmms" on his cock,licking his balls,and as we started to get in,he unloaded into her mouth,he got rigid and stiff, as he shot his cum deep into Jades mouth...and she got every drop.Matt was in orbit,Hell, we thought the poor son of a bitch passed out.When he came to,he stammered that "that was the best fucking blowjob" he'd ever got,and that it "was the best feeling,to shoot off in her mouth!" Jade didnt let him up,she just stayed there for a minute more,cleaning him off and smiling at him.Jade got up,they hugged each other for a few seconds more,she and slid back into the front seat, as we gave her her meal.Jade loves cum sooo much,she doesnt even drink anything for a little while after she's drained a guys balls of his juice.This time was no exception.The rest of the trip down was pretty uneventful,more of the same...until we got to our room,the rest of the weekend was hotter than hell,and better than we all anticpated,so watch for "Part 2" of a "Trip to the beach..."... Continue»
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A visit to the ABS part 2

My last trip to the adult bookstore was always on my mind. I just couldn't stop thinking about the site of that black cock sticking through the glory hole or how it felt when I was fucked by it. My husband noticed a change also but thought it was something to do with him. He wasn't complaining of course with having more sex, but I was feeling less than satisfied.

Things took a change, when a few weeks later I found myself with an unexpected day off from work. With my husband at work and the k**s at school, I was sitting at the kitchen table when the impulse to take a short road trip hit me. I knew I had to go back to that store, either to try and re-live what happened or whatever. I ran upstairs, took a shower and got dressed, feeling that my pussy was already moist from the anticipation of what might happen. I decided on wearing a short denim miniskirt and a top which accentuated my cleavage and if need be, could be pulled down easily, letting my breasts come free. With just a little make-up, I decided that to the casual looker I would appear to be an ordinary housewife running errands. Which of course was further from the truth. And, in full preparation of what I was hoping would happen I chose not wear any panties or bra. Luckily my top had some built-in support so it wouldn't appear to be too obvious.

The whole ride down the highway, I was having an inner argument about if this was the right thing to do, but my horny self won out and I kept going. Actually, my moral self didn't seem to have much to say on the matter. I arrived in town and made my way over the bookstore. I only saw one car in the parking and assumed it was the store clerk. I started to get butterflies in my stomach and didn't know if it was from horniness or just plain nervousness, but I went in anyway.

I saw it was the same clerk as my last visit, a large, overweight, black man, sitting behind the counter watching tv. He looked up at me and gave a slight smile then went back to watching whatever show he had on. Apparently he didn't recognize me which mad me feel a little disappointed. I strolled over to the movie selections and casually browsed through the different titles eventually making my way to the interracial section quite by accident. This section was also closer to the counter. The cover pictures of different white women with black men started getting me warm when the clerks voice startled me, "Decided to come back?". I looked at him and just nodded my head yes. "I see no husband this time" he asked questioningly. "No, just me". "The previews booths are still five dollars and good for all day" he said. "Ok" was all I was able to get out, as I handed him a five. I went into the back area and chose the same booth as my previous visit. I flipped through the movie selection not paying much attention to the small tv screen, mostly keeping my eye on the hidden glory hole and also glancing at the one on the other wall. Nothing seemed to happen, so I settled on a movie showing a white couple having sex, nothing else seemed to interesting at the moment. While I watched the movie, I tried to listen to any sounds outside my booth, hoping the clerk had come back or at least another customer, but I was the only one there.

After some time I left the booth and went back out into the store area to look through the movie titles some more. "Didn't see anything you liked?" the clerk asked me. "Nothing that interesting" I said in return. I was flipping through the interracial section again when the clerk then said "There is a special preview room with a better selection of movies. Might even see one that suits you". This got my attention, "Ok, is there another charge for the preview room?" "For a repeat customer, no". I smiled at that. "Its back in the booth area, just take the hallway on the right and go to the end. The door says 'Private', just go in there and make yourself comfortable". I did as he said and went into the room. It was dimly lit like the booth area but what caught my attention was the large screen tv mounted on the wall and on the screen was an interracial movie with a blonde pron actress getting it good from both ends by two black men. From the limited light in there I saw two love seat size sofas and a couple of chairs around the edges of the room. The rest of the area was in shadows.

I settled down on the one couch and was immediately transfixed by the movie that was playing. My hands instinctively started rubbing my breasts through my top then with one hand I started rubbing my bare and wet pussy. The movie scene really got me hot when I heard what sounded like a door opening but was too engrossed in the movie to see where the sound came from. "I was hoping you would come back". The voice of the store clerk startled me some and as I looked to my left I saw him standing nearby. With the light from the tv it was obvious that I was playing with my pussy and wasn't wearing any panties. Without another word the clerk stepped in front of me and unzipped his pants. I reached out and finished unbuttoning his pants, pulling them down along with his underwear, and grabbed hold of his hardening cock. An instant later I was on my knees and had half of his black dick in my mouth and was slurping and sucking away. My thoughts and fantasies from the past few weeks were becoming a reality as found myself sucking this black mans cock. "Looks like you've been thinking about this black meat". "Uh huh" was all I could get out as I worked my mouth all over his dick.

I continued sucking this man's dick, even managing to deep throat him, well almost. "You ready for this black dick to fuck your pussy?" he asked. Removing my mouth from his cock, which by this time was glistening with my saliva, "yes" was all I said. My friend moved over to the one wall and started to lower a mattress to the floor. I hadn't noticed it before as it was leaning in the shadows. Apparently this was a private sex room, but I didn't care, nor did I care any when I crawled over to the obviously dirty and cum stained mattress. "Lets see those titties" and I pulled my top down letting my beauties pop free. "I just love big white titties". He had stepped completely out of his pants but kept his shirt on as he laid down on his back on the mattress. I straddled his waist and holding his rock hard black dick eased myself down on to him. As soon as his cock entered my pussy, my first big orgasm hit as my whole body shook and I let out a loud moan. I lowered myself completely onto his manhood relishing the feeling of being fully stuffed. I rocked back and forth some as he moved his hips around also. As soon as I was adjusted to his size, I started riding his cock as I had been dreaming about for some time. The feeling was intense as my aching pussy was getting what I had been desiring. I leaned forward, still working my hips up and down when he moved forward and grabbed my bouncing tits. Cupping them in his strong, dark hands he started stroking my nipples which sent another orgasm racing through me. Then his mouth engulfed my right nipple as he pinched my left one. I was in heaven, or so I thought. "Turn around" he finally said and I removed myself from his cock now completely covered my juice. I turned around so I now had my back to him as I lowered back down on to his cock and started fucking again. I had lost track of time, and am not sure how long we fucked but my legs were getting tired and I told him as much. Grabbing my hips he turned me on to my side and then took over fucking me. In this position, my tits really started bouncing before he grabbed them with his one free hand.

With a black cock buried in my soaking wet pussy and my tits being played with I had failed to notice that we weren't alone in the room. At some point I opened my eyes and from the glare of the tv could see three other black men standing close by and another sitting on the couch. All had their cocks out and were stroking them. "You weren't k**din' about this white bitch" one of them said and I knew I was going to get my fill of black dick, more than I could imagine. One of the men got on his knees on the mattress and moved up to my face and shoved his thick black meat in to my waiting mouth. And I loved it and didn't want it to stop. The man fucking me quickened his pace and started grunting and I knew he was about to cum. He didn't slow down but kept up a fast pace as he unloaded his seed into my pussy, at which time I had another orgasm. He slid out of me and said "You all gonna love this pussy". The guy I had been sucking pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me to get on my knees. I did as I was told and he shoved his cock into my cum filled pussy with one push and immediately started fucking me hard, and I wanted more. A few seconds later another hard black cock, this one long but thinner appeared in front of my face and soon was in my mouth. I caught myself moaning loudly and knew I would be screaming in pleasure but for my mouth stuffed with cock. The third man got on the mattress and started playing with my swaying tits. By this time I lost count of how many orgasms I was having, only knowing that it was one after the other.

The guy fucking me said he was about to cum and grabbing my hips hard he shoved his cock in, balls deep into my pussy and added his load. At just about the same time, the guy I had been sucking grunted loudly and shot his thick load. Most went down my throat but he came so much that I gagged some and the rest spilled out of mouth and dripped off my chin. "Get on your back" the third man said and as soon as I moved, he was kneeling between my legs and shoving his dick in my pussy. He started fucking me hard and leaned forward to grab my tits as he kept up his pace, then leaned forward more and started sucking my tits, twirling his tongue over my nipple, first one tit then the other. Without a cock in my mouth I did let out a loud scream from the tremendous orgasm that came over me. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" I started yelling which caused the guys to started laughing but I didn't care. I came a few more times before the guy fucking me buried his cock in deep and unloaded his sperm, giving me my third load of hot black man's jizz. He slowly withdrew his cock and I could feel the cum run out of my pussy and down my ass crack to add to the stains on the mattress.

At this time the fourth man, who had been sitting on the couch get between my legs. The other guys who were sitting around the room started to laugh and talk saying something about my pussy being ruined now. I can't be completely sure as my head was spinning from the fucking and orgasms I had just gone through. But I recovered enough to look at my new lover and saw his cock near my entrance. It was the biggest cock I had ever seen. Even in the limited light of the room, it was huge. I learned later that his cock was over ten inches and about as thick as a beer can. Without saying a word, from me either, this last black man shoved his super large cock into my sopping wet pussy. Even after being fucked by three other cocks, his only went half way in, but he withdrew some and then slammed it all the way in. The sudden stretching my pussy just received caused a moment of pain followed by a powerful orgasm as I was stretched like never before. He worked his cock in and out some before he settled down completely on top of me and started fucking me hard. All I could do was grab his back and have my pussy filled and enjoy every bit of it, knowing my sex life would be changed forever. As I now became completely hooked on black dick and would want it all the time.

The last man fucked me for several minutes before I felt him stiffen, then arch his back as he flooded my womb with his hot cum. He stayed in me for a little while longer then looked at me and smiled. "Not many white women can take this cock" he said. I was so exhausted all I could do was smile back then closed my eyes.
I laid there for a while, the cum drying on my chin and leaking out of my pussy. The guys played with my tits some before getting dressed and thanking the clerk for the good time. I finally sat up and the clerk told me that there were some paper towels on the chair, then he left. I cleaned myself up as best I could and straightening my clothes went back out in to the store. "The bathroom is over there" the clerk said pointing to the other side of the store area. I went in and splashed some water on my face, washing the dried cum off my face, then soaked up the cum still leaking out of my pussy with some toilet paper. I looked in the mirror and was surprised at the way I looked. It was a look of pure contentment and I smiled thinking about what had just happened to me, knowing it would not be the last. I went back out in to the store and thanked the clerk who said that I was welcome back anytime and that he could arrange anything I wanted. I told him I got more than I could have asked for but will be back on a regular basis. And trust me, I will be back.
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Fun in the Sun Part 3

Fun In The Sun Part3

…………….that feels great from Sue for encouragement he started to slid a finger inside her and rub her clit and she was loving it and so was he rubbing faster and faster and sliding another finger in her and working her into a frenzy until she arched her back and grabbed my hand and climaxed then sighed and relaxed back onto her towel smiled and shut her eyes again me and Paul looked at each other speechless.

Paul said do you fancy a paddle in the sea babe, yes ok you be ok on your own here Sue she nodded and off we went walking down the beach to the sea, it felt strange to start with walking hand in hand with my hubby on the beach completely naked !!. Finally Paul broke the ice and said these are a naughty pair of oldies aren’t they, I can’t believe she just lay there while I fingered her to orgasm could you, I replied I know and anyone could have walked past, not that there were many folks on the beach, he continued and how about you with Colin’s cock, I said I know its big isn’t it, I meant the way you were wanking it off, oh yes sorry I got a bit carried away sorry, Paul laughed and said he’d have probably let you finish him off too.

We stood there with our feet just in the sea and Colin came over to us and said are you 2 enjoying yourselves, yes very nice I replied trying not to look at his cock, we are probably going to head back are you coming or staying for a bit, no we will come back too. So the 3 of us went back to Sue and got dressed and left the beach. AS we walked back to the hotel we passed by a restaurant and sue said we are eating there tonight if you want to join us, we had looked the first evening at it and it was very expensive, so I replied far too expensive for us I’m afraid we will probably eat at the one by the hotel, to which Colin said nonsense you come with us my treat its fantastic food and you’d really enjoy it, Paul said no no its ok, but Colin said I insist Paul shrugged his shoulders and said thank you we’d love too. That’s that then but there is a strict dress code, we both looked confused, no underwear he laughed and carried on walking, back at the hotel we arranged to meet at 7-30 and off we went to our rooms.

We went up to our room and Paul said that was nice of him I wonder what he is after the dirty old bastard laughing, he probably thinks if he takes us out he gets to fuck you as a thank you. I should hope so I reply teasing him, fucking me with that massive cock of his yummie I bet that feels fantastic, Paul stood up chased me round the room saying come here you naughty little slut, grabbing me and bending me over his lap you know what naughty little sluts get don’t you. I was counting on it, he pulled my dress up and panties down and gave me a few light taps on the bum, now apologise for being a slut, no I won’t I want his big cock in my little pussy too much trying not to laugh as I say it, then luckily the smacks got harder and harder with the occasionally one hitting my pussy until I have enough and apologised. Anyway it might be he wants you to fuck that old slag Sue while he watches. To which he said oh yes and puts his fingers to his mouth and says oh yes I can taste her now mmmm, you dirty bastard I said, she tastes really nice too come taste them and grabs me try to f***e them in my mouth, we roll around on the bed for a bit then he gets off strips pulls my panties off and dress and we have a great fuck.

After a while I go in the shower to get ready to go out, and Paul joins me helps to save water he always says and we wash each other and chat and I say do you think I should not wear underwear tonight, knowing fore well what he would say, well he said it was the dress code smiling I’m not going to just in case he makes me pay the bill so you better not too we laugh and get out of the shower to get ready I eventually decide on a vest top and skirt much to my husbands approval. We head off down to meet Sue and Colin down in the bar of the hotel, they are already there and Colin asks what we want to drink before we go to the restaurant. After a quick drink we head off to the restaurant.

Colin being the gentleman he is pulls the chair out for me to sit down, and then sits down next to me much to everyone’s surprise so Paul goes round and sits next to Sue. The waiter comes over and Colin orders a couple of bottles of wine and a beer for Paul. As Paul browses the menu Sue leans over and whispers something in his ear and then there’s a surprised look on his face, she moved back and says to Colin yes all clear here and to that Colin leans over and I presume whispers the same in my ear, just need to check the dress code has been carried out and shoves his hand between my legs and my immediate reaction is to close my legs tight on his hand, now how am I supposed to check with my hand stuck there, I looked and Paul he knew what was going on pointed and Sue and made a zipping gesture, which I took meant Sue had had her hand inside his trousers, I said to Colin there’s nothing up there, he smiled and said I bet there is something gorgeous up there, I open my legs a bit and felt his fingers brush over my pussy for a second or 2 then move away ok so it looks like the meals on me and smiled. Paul said thank god for that looking at the menu again apparently Colin was a very successful businessman in some engineering or something. and we all laughed then Paul leaned over and said something to Sue and from his actions I guess he was checking she had upheld the dress code for a bit longer then was respectable in public. The waiter returned and we ordered food and we had quite an enjoyable meal and chatted and laughed and d***k large amounts of wine, and of course had Colin’s hand occasionally up my skirt have a feel of my pussy as he put it in case I had slipped some on while he wasn’t watching.

We stayed there most of the night drinking and as Colin was spending loads of money the staff were happy to let us do so, we left about 10-30 to head back to the hotel I must admit I felt rather d***k but Sue was very d***k and was stumbling a bit as Colin tried to hold her up, she sat down on a wall to take her high heels off to aid her walking and we all now knew she was keeping to the dress code. Colin managed to get her back to the hotel with a bit of help from Paul, she wanted to go to the bar but that wasn’t going to happen and we help Colin to get her back to there room and dropped her on the bed we were about to leave and Colin said have a drink before you go, we agreed there room was obviously a more expensive one than ours very posh not like ours one of those we only have to sl**p there rooms cheap and clean, Colin hands me and Paul drinks and sue sits up on the bed skirt rode up her thighs and her pussy on full view and says in a slightly slurred voice where’s mine, Colin says I think you’ve had enough dear you need to go to bed, she said I need a drink and a fuck. I nearly spat my wine out, at that she stands up rocking from side to side and strips naked in front of us right where’s my drink, and swaying walks over to me and Paul and says tell him I’m fine and to give me another drink as she falls to her knees, please tell him Paul sliding her hand over his trousers, tell him Beth sliding her hand up my leg, well you have had a lot Sue are you sure you want another to that she pushed her hand right up my skirt and nudged my pussy with her fingers, Colin said here a small one and its your last one she grabs stands up grabs the glass then sits her self down on Paul’s Lap, he looked at me with a dumbfounded look on his face with this pissed naked woman on his lap, she turns to me and says I’ve got my drink all I need now is a fuck would it be ok if Paul fucks me grabbing my hand and rubbing it on her pussy I really need on don’t I, her pussy was really wet and I said yes meaning yes she needed one and before I could carry on she said great come on Paul get your clothes off and gets off him and lies back on the bed. Paul looks at me and I must have looked dumbfounded now and then looked at Colin how smiled and said go on mate if you want to, then back at me I shrugged my shoulders and nodded he didn’t need a second invite he too his trousers off and was already hard he walked over to Sue spread on the bed looked at me again before spreading her lips and sliding his cock in and fucking her in front of me which was turning me.
I watched them fuck as Colin sat down next to me and slid his hand up my skirt to feel my pussy but not like in the restaurant I opened my legs wider so he could feel how wet I was getting watching my husband fuck his d***k wife, he pulled my skirt up higher so he could see what he was doing then got on his knees in front of me and started to lick my pussy Paul turned round to see his wife being licked out by another man, Sue started screaming with pleasure and bucking up and down on the bed until she flopped back on the bad I presume after climaxing, Paul pulled out of her his cock glistening from her juices. Sue sat up and said are you done and Paul shock his head well why have you stopped, so back in he went Colin stopped licking my pussy stood up and stripped off to reveal that big hard cock he came close and I took it in my mouth bl**dy hell it was big and thick and very very hard. I sucked it a bit then he pulled away stood me up and undressed me then lay me on the bed next to his wife, I looked up at Paul he winked at me and I smiled back. I lay back and could feel Colin spreading my pussy lips and trying to f***e his cock in me I twisted and opened my legs a bit more but god no, Colin said Paul I think you might have to warm her up a bit for me mate Paul looked down his eyes wide at what he saw. So they swapped places and Paul fucked me stretching my pussy to his cock because his cock was big but nothing like Colin’s monster, ok mate lets have another go at that gorgeous wife of yours Colin said they swapped again. Colin’s cock pushed against my pussy and slowly slid in taking my breathe away, fucking hell I shouted as his massive cock stretched me I reached forward to stop him pushing anymore to let me get use to the size of it after a moment I started to breath again and relax he took that as his sign to slowly move back and forward inching ever deeper into me it felt like it was in my rib cage as he quickened his strokes as I got more use to the size it was long before I was grabbing the bed clothes and he was shouting he was cumming, I orgasmed first quickly followed by him I opened my eyes to see my husband smiling at me in my redfaced ecstasy, and said did you enjoy that babe I nodded as Colin removed his softened cock from my stretched pussy. I regained my composure and laughed I bet sue can’t feel you after Colin can she, that’s why he swapped holes Sue said laughing, the dirty sod was fucking the dirty whore up the ass, I sat up to watch as my husband fuck her bum hole I couldn’t help but rub her pussy as the whole of his cock disappeared deep in her then I looked at her she was loving it and so was he then he said oh I’m cumming and went to pull it out but sue said leave it cum inside me hun.

After a bit me and Paul got dressed and left them both naked and satisfied, as we walked back to the room Paul said how are you feeling babe, I smiled and said well fucked we laughed…………..
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Satin Tranny Bride in the Sun-Part 2

A blushing bride I was not. I was all woman. I stood transfixed as I looked at myself. I was in awe of the creature I had created. I had feelings I'd never felt before. I was horny, yes my cock was rock hard but I felt more. It was pure lust. I had a hole and I wanted it filled. I wanted a man inside me. I needed a cock inside me to make me his and I needed it now.

I was aching.

I was snapped from my trans by my phone. It was 11 am and Phil was parked in my driveway. I thought I'd be nervous but I couldn't get started soon enough. But I had to be patient and work my plan so I could please my man and get him to take me. I didn't think this would be an issue but I wanted my first time to be perfect.

I grabbed my cigarettes and phone and made my way outside to the garden seat. As I passed, I turned on the cam corder and hit record. I sat and arranged my dress as I would as if a bride getting photographed, which of course is what was going to happen.

I messaged Phil to enter via the side gate. I then lit a cigarette and took a deep long drag. The veil was such that it had a slit through which I could smoke. As I exhaled I heard an "OH MY GOD" and Phil stood there near the side of the house. I said "hello sweety. You like what you see?". "God yes" was all he could mumble. I directed him to my camera and asked him to take some tasteful photos.

After a few minutes he came and stood in front of me, a visible bulge in his trousers. I reached forward with my cigarette hand and as I exhaled smoke I rubbed his crotch and said "this is all for you darling". I think he almost cum in his pants at that.

I stubbed out my cigarette and lit another and Phil dropped his pants. His cock was rock hard and looked bigger than usual. I felt flattered. I reached forward and gently stroked it pulling him closer. I kissed the dripping tip and there was no lipstick transfer. Good I thought. I then opened my lips and let him enter my mouth. Then something unexpected happened. Phil was always gentle but for the first time he placed hands either side of my head and f***ed me down on his cock. He then f***efully and quickly started to pound at my mout, fucking my face hard and fast. I gagged several times and I was shocked, but I surprisingly enjoyed it. He was a rampid horny man and he wanted to fuck and cum. Within a minute or two he pulled out and spurted rich thick spurts of creamy white cum over my veil and the front of my dress. Oh well, thought. Mission accomplished.

But not yet.

Phil sat next to me and stroked my satin dress, commenting on how wonderful I looked. He didn't pull his pants up and I could see his cock never went soft.

I didn't let on that I had more planned but after a few minutes - looked at and Phil and said "Phil, do you want to fuck this tranny bride? Make me a woman"? He looked at me and he had tears in his eyes. He said "you know I do Kristi. I have wanted to fuck you since I first laid eyes on you. I want to make you MY woman".

I felt so warm by his words and wanted him in me more than ever.

I stood and turned and bent over leaning on the back of the bench seat. Phil came up behind and gently lifted my dress. He dropped to his knees and licked my cunny after slipping my g string aside. As I smoked it felt glorious and soft. He then stood and I felt the head of his cock at my hole.

"Oh yes Phil. Take me please. Make me your bride". A little pressure and I felt his head pop in. It was hard and warm and I felt filled as he pushed balls deep into my virgin sissy hole. Oh god it felt so good.

He moved in and out slowly and initially I felt like I wanted a crap but this subsided and I felt as though I was being fucked. He took it slower and I wanted a good fucking. I was overcome with lust and I wanted him to **** my virgin ass. I said " c'mon Phil. Fuck this bitch". He said nothing and quickened the pace. Moving his hard shaft nearly all the way out then thrusting it in balls deep. I knew he was close to exploding in my. Ass. He said" where do u want my cum?". I said "breed this satin tranny bride. Breed her like the slut she is"

With that I felt his cock grow inside my ass and with a deep hard thrust it pulsated as he bred me. I felt his warm sperm fill my insides and we both moaned with pleasure.

When he removed his tool from my ass I felt empty as the warm cum and my own juice trickled down the inside of my legs. We both sat on the bench exhausted. I lit a cigarette and drew deeply. I turned to Phil and said "That's the best fuck I've ever had". We both couldn't help but have a giggle. He then leant into be and kissed me deeply. This was the first time we had kissed or that I had ever kissed a man. I melted into his arms.

I felt very content.

After a few minutes I noticed his cock was hard again. What a stayer. I said "and what would you like to do now?".

He looked at me with a naughty smile and said "I've never seen you come sweety. How about you stroke that bridal cock of yours and let me watch?".

I'd never done this and it turned me on even more. I was an bit shy funny enough. I'd sucked his cock many times and he had just had his way with me yet I felt slightly embarrassed in exposing my still rock hard clitty to him.

"Ok" I said. He stood up and stood a few feet in front of me, pants around his knees. I sat back and put my stiletto clad feet on two nearby pots, opened my legs and lifted my dress. My cock was rock hard, my panties soaked as I gently rubbed in through the satin. Phil exclaimed "oh yeah baby".

I then slipped my cock out from its sheer satin binding and gently stoked it. I so wanted to cover myself in cum.

As I stroked Phil was gently rubbing his hard cock.

I lit a cigarette and smoked as I said "You like watching me stroke my clitty in satin sweety?" "Oh yes" he said. "You like watchin this slut stroke her cock?". "Yes" he said.

He started wanking faster. He said "I'm gunna cum. Where do you want it slut?". I wanted to be covered in his cum and I was about to shoot my loud. "Cum all over your slut bride". He came over to me and spurts of cream shot over my veil and onto my dress and exposed cock. I loved the feeling of his hot spunk as it hit my cock and that was enough to make me shoot all over my satin bridal gown.

Oh god it was a good cum.

I sat back for a few minutes and finished my cigarette.

Phil took me by the hand and led me inside. He helped me out of my dress and I stood before him in my white lingerie.

I had surprised and pleased my man. It was now his time to surprise me.




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A receint trip to the strip bar

So the other day I went to Emperor's in Holiday, FL. It was day shift just hanging out having a few beers. The place was not very crowded about ten guys and at least a dozen girls. I didn’t know any of the girls working that day except for Holly the bartender. Now when I go to the club I tip everybody who gets on stage, a buck for getting up there and two if you get nude, FYI all the clubs in Pasco county FL are full liquor and full nude. I had been there for about an hour, the girls were doing three song sets, so on the third song I'm up there tipping even if you got bullet scars, bad fake tits, or your pregers, after all the girls work for tips. I had gotten through about half the rotation when the DJ called up, let’s call her Sam. She came from the dressing room so I hadn’t seen her before. She was one hot red-haired BBW with a bunch of ink. Long red hair in pig tails, great big tits and an ass to match. By the end of her first song she was completely naked except for some sexy black 8" heals. Nobody was tipping that day except for me, so I jumped at the chance for a closer look. I settled in at the stage and watched her spin on the pole; this bitch was getting me hot and hard. When she climbed off the pole at the end of her second song she crawled across the floor to me and said hi. I tipped her two bucks and told her that she was getting me hot. We chatted for a second and she crawled back to the pole, making sure I got a full view of her wet pussy and cute ass hole. Since nobody else was coming up to the stage halfway through her third song she came back and lied on the floor right in front of me. That’s when it got really hot; she started to stick her fingers in that sexy camel toe cunt of hers. I got hard as a rock, and then she stuck one of her fingers in her ass, not just a tease but all the way in up to her hand. Holy shit i thought i was gonna bust a nut right there, it was so difficult not to start rubbing my cock right there at the stage. When her third song was over she came up to collect her final two dollars, as I stuck it between her tits I told her how hot I thought she was with that she reached over and grabed my cock. When she grabbed it she found out just how hot she made me, she even commented on how hard I was, and how pleased she was that she turned me on.

When she came out of the dressing room she made a be-line for me at the bar. Since there were not any more stools I let her have mine and squeezed in very close to her, she then grabbed my cock again, yes I was still rock hard. She told me how sexy I had made her feel, and that most men who see her don’t have that response. I offered to get her a drink, wile I was trying to get Holly’s attention Sam just kept playing with my dick. I warned her if she wasn’t careful she was gonna make me nut, she just laughed and kept right on playing. When Holly finally came over I asked Sam what she wanted, and she ordered a double tall long island iced tea, I also ordered another beer and two shots of Fireball. Wile I was talking to Holly, Sam had unzipped my pants and was now in direct contact with my dick. She just kept talking and even got out a smoke with her free hand, all the wile she was working on getting my cock out of my pants right there under the bar. She whispered in my ear to just relax and go with it, and as long as I was cool about it know one would ever know. By the time Holly came back with the drinks, Sam was jerking me off at a good pace, and whispering for me to make sure to tell her when I was going to cum.

I paid for the round and tipped Holly so she would move on before I lost it. We did the shots, and I told Sam that I was about ready to cum. She then changed her style and moved her hand just to the tip of my cock and slowly milked the head. I couldn’t take it anymore and came right there at the bar. Sam whispered for me not to move so she could milk every last drop into her hand. She told me when I was done to reach down and put my dick away, before she took her hand off. As I worked my chubby back into my pants she carefully squeezed out every last drop into her palm. When I was back together she showed me what was in her hand then without hesitation licked it into her waiting mouth. When she was done licking herself clean she couldn’t resist showing me how much cum was in her mouth, she then said the magic words Kiss Me, I couldn’t resist. If I had been anywhere else I would have cum again when she pushed my cum back into my mouth, Dam I love a good Snowball.
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The Queen Anne Theater and the Wife Part II

Queen Anne II

In the first story I told you how my wife and I had gone to see an x-rated movie at the Queen Anne Theater. Upon arrival we witnessed a slut sitting on the right side of the theater taking on a group of men. My wife and I were deeply affected, and turned on by the spectacle we witnessed. This chapter will deal with our next visit to the Queen Anne Theater.

As was the custom to make every thing easy to reach, I had my wife dress in a wrap around skirt, and a see through blouse with no bra. She also wore a garter belt, black seemed stockings, high heels and a pair of lacy black panties that matched the garter belt. When we passed Rockaway Town Square Mall on interstate 80, I had her remove her panties and hand them to me. As we drove down the interstate I pulled her wrap around skirt aside and had her slouch down in the seat, so that her pussy was displayed to all of the truckers that we passed as we drove to the Queen Anne. She reclined her seat and lay back so that the truckers could see not only her pussy but her face too. This also allowed me to have easy access to her pussy. When we were between trucks I would use my right hand to stimulate her clit. And so we rode the forty or so miles to the Queen Anne displaying her hot, shaved pussy to quite a few surprised truckers. While the truckers may have been surprised, her display had made her extremely hot.

We arrived at the Queen Anne and parked the car behind the Mobil station. We walked across the street and we approached the box office. As I paid the admission fee the older woman who manned the box office was giving my wife dirty looks since she could clearly see my wife's lovely tits through her black see through blouse. We entered the old dark theater and stood in the back for a few moments to allow our eyes to adjust the darkness inside the theater. Once we were able to see the seats we moved down the right aisle. There was also an aisle way that ran from side to side across the theater. We sat on the right side two rows behind the aisle, and about six seats in. We settled in our seats and began to watch the movie.

I sat with my left arm around my wife's shoulder, and my left hand caressing her left nipple through the see through blouse. Within a few minutes a man came in and sat almost directly in front of us. He sat slightly sideways in the seat, his eyes darting back and forth between the screen and my hand caressing my wife's breast. After teasing him a few minutes I unbuttoned four buttons on her blouse and exposed her left breast. I continued caressing her breast and eventually his eyes were focused only on her breast. Then I unbuttoned another button and pulled her blouse to the right, now both of her beautiful breasts were exposed to his leer, and leer he did. I whispered to her that he was staring at her breasts. She whispered back that she thought that he was just watching the movie. As I continued to play with her breasts, she reached over and began rubbing my cock through my pants. We continued this way for several minutes, playing with each other until rather large black man sat down to the right of the man who was watching me play with my wife's breasts. The black man also sat sideways in the seat, I could see him reach down and unzip his fly. He reached in and pulled out what appeared to be a 10 inch dick that appeared to be about two inches wide. I again whispered to my wife that now she had two men staring at her lovely exposed breasts. I noticed that this point she began to squirm in her seat, and in doing so her wrap around skirt had opened an exposed her legs to point just slightly above the tops of her black seemed stockings. When this happened the man who had first been looking at her breasts also unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out. His was white and a bit smaller than the black man's, however, his cock was hard as a rock, while the black man's was larger it was not nearly as hard as the first man's dick. The white guy had a perfect view right up her skirt. And so we sat, me playing with my wife's tits for the entertainment and amusement of two total strangers.


The men began stroking their cocks as I continued to play with my wife's breasts. After several more minutes of this I reached down and opened her skirt the rest of the way so that both men had a full view of her shaved pussy. I continued caressing her left breast with my left hand, with my right hand and lifted her right leg over my left thigh, now all of her wet and juicy pussy was xposed to their view. With my right hand I reached over and touched her pussy, she was extremely wet. I felt around and located her clit and began rubbing it up and down using soft circular strokes. When I felt her clit begin to get dry I moved my fingers down a little further and dipped to them into her sweet cunt to wet them, then I moved back up to her clit and continued to rub and rub it until she began to really squirm in her seat. While I was rubbing her clit a hispanic man came over and sat down right next to my wife. After watching her writhing as I played with her clit for just a minute or two, the hispanic man reached down and unzipped his fly. He pulled out his dick which was the size of the guy on the screen, John Holmes. He slowly began to stroke it rubbing the end of it on my wife's left thigh with each stroke he took. While she had denied that the other two guys were watching, there was no way she could deny that this guy was watching, nor could she deny that he was rubbing his dick on her leg.

After a few minutes of this the man on her left reached up and pushed my hand away from her left breast. He began to stroke her breast and play with her nipple. We continued this way for a few more minutes until I reached over and took her left arm and tried to push it toward the huge cock on her left. She resisted and looked over at me with a look that said no I don't want to do this, so I didn't push it. She continued the show for me and the three men seated around us. After a few more minutes I could tell she was getting ready to come, and I know that when she is ready to come she will do just about anything. Again I reached over and took her left arm and guided her left hand to the huge cock on her left. This time she didn't resist and she took that cock in her left hand and began stroking it. With her right hand she took my cock and begin stroking it. Here we sit my beautiful wife and I, her with her pussy and tits exposed and being touched by strangers, and she with the huge dick in her left hand and my dick in her right hand. I knew that there was a slut inside her but I had never been able to set her free. Well, it appears that on this night I had set her free. My wife sitting here in the middle of a dark old porno theater jerking off a stranger with a big dick. and me at the same time, while two other strange men continued to watch me play with her pussy, the hispanic man played with her tits. I was very hot by the time we got to the theater so I was the first to blow my wad. I said "I'm going to come" and my wife leaned over to the right never letting go of the huge cock in her left and took my cock in her mouth and sucked out my first big load of the night. No she did not spit, gag or anything like she usually did, she took it all in her mouth and continued sucking until I was so sensitive that I pushed her lips away and she sat upright letting me continue to massage her clit as the hispanic man played with her tits. We continued to rub caress and massage her until she began to come. She came for what must have been a full minute, normally after about 15 or 20 seconds she would push me away and say that it was too sensitive to continue, but not tonight, she just bucked her hips in the seat and moaned and groaned for a full minute. She was loud enough for people sitting several rows away to hear her heat. As she continued to come the hispanic guy began to come. He dropped a huge load which spurted all over her left thigh and her partially shaven pussy. When his huge cock began to get soft she let go of it. He put it back into his pants and disappeared from the seat to her left as quickly as he had appeared there.

The black man who had been sitting in front of us stuck his dick back into his pants then got up from his seat. He moved around the end of the aisle and took the seat directly to the left of my wife. Meanwhile, I was still playing with her pussy and though she had just come, she made no attempt to push my hand away. The black men reached in to his unzipped fly and pulled out his large and very black dick. He turned towards my wife and began rubbing his big black dick up and down on her thigh, on the bare white skin above her stocking tops. He continued stroking his dick and rubbing it on the bare flesh of her thigh for several minutes. Then he reached over with his left-hand and pushed my hand away from her pussy and replaced it with his larger hand. He began rubbing her clit and she responded by arching her back and lifting her ass off of the seat and presenting her pussy to him. By now I was hard again, I began stroking my cock and watching my beautiful white wife being fondled by a big black stud. My wife reached over pushed my hand away and began stroking my cock for me again, she reached down to her left thigh and took hold of his large, very thick black dick. So for the second time tonight my beautiful and sexy wife is jerking off a cock in each hand. The black man no longer content with just playing with her clit is inserting a finger and than two into her pretty pink pussy. As he finger fucks her, I again reached over and begin to massage her clit. The black man continued ramming his fingers in and out of her pussy. Her pussy is really wet, so wet that I could hear the squishing sounds being made as his fingers moved in and out of her pussy. She is hot, hotter than I'd ever seen her. As she continued jerking us off the black dude then inserted three fingers as he continued stretching and opening her pussy. In the meantime the first man sitting sideways still glued to his seat is watching all of this over the seat back. I can see this hand moving furiously in his lap as he gets ready to come. I could hear him making grunting noises, then he suddenly kneels on the seat and faces his cock towards my lovely wife as he sprays his load over her thighs, her pussy, her belly, and her tits. So here sits my lovely wife, she had my load of cum delivered in her mouth, the hispanic man's load sprayed over her thighs and on her pussy, and now the first man's load shot onto her thighs, pussy, belly, and tits. I coudn't believe it she was just covered with sperm. She so hot now that she's put her feet on the backs of the seats in from her, her pussy is now flowing like a river and so stretched that the black man is now pumping four fingers into her now gaping pussy. Just like the hispanic man, the white guy has disappeared leaving just the three of us to continue playing in the darkness of the theater. Squishing and squishing he continues working on her pussy as I continue working on her clit. She also has two tasks at hand and she continues stroking our cocks. Soon the black man begins making little noises, then he kneels on his seat, continuing to plunge his hand in and out of my wife's pretty pink pussy. He pushes her hand away from his cock and uses his right hand to stroke it just inches away from my wife's tits and face. He says "oh God, I'm coming, oh God, oh God", as his big hot load spurts from the tip of his black dick all over my wife's face chest and hair. When he is done coming he sinks back down into the seat. My lovely white wife reaches over and begins again slowly stroking his big black dick. By this time, I've seen enough and I'm ready to come again. I tell my wife that I'm ready to come again, she lets go of his cock, kneels on her seat, turns toward me, and again begins to suck my dick. The black man seeing the position she has put herself in lifts up her skirt and begins licking her pussy and sucking on her clit. After about a minute or two I begin to come in her mouth again, and when I do she begins the cum with me. She continues sucking and coming and sucking and coming until she sucked every last drop of cum from my dick.

When she finished coming, she sat down turned toward the black man, opened her mouth and let my cum rundown over her lips and down her chin until it hung in strands from her chin down over her breasts. Black man just looked at her and smiled. He said "you're one hot white slut honey". He then asked if would we the back. She replied "I'll the back for more of this of this next weekend". I put my dick back in my pants, while she buttoned her blouse. She was a sight to see, cum on her face, in her hair, on her blouse, on her skirt and though I couldn't see it all over her thighs and her pussy. We stood up and squeezed past the black man who reached up and rubbed her ass as we passed by, we stepped out into the aisle and walked out of the theater with her just covered in cum wearing it like a badge of honor. As we passed the box office my wife still covered in come walked up to the window and said to the old witch in the box office "we had a great time, we'll see you next week, good night, or at least I hope its as good for you as it was for me".

We walked over to the car, got in and looked back toward the theater just in time to see the black guy walk out with a smile on his face. I told my wife to take off all of her clothes and give him something to remember till next week. She quickly took off her blouse and skirt and kneeled up on the seat so that he could see all of important parts. As we approached he was walking down the street I blew the horn my wife waved at him he waved at her and smiled as we turned the corner and headed for the entrance ramp to interstate 80.

As were drove home on interstate 80 my wife put the seat back down and lay there naked playing with her sticky wet pussy. After about 15 minutes she was still hot, and I was ready to blow another load so I pulled off of the highway and pulled into the parking lot of a Bradlee's Dept. Store on Route 46 in Totowa, parked under the lights crawled between her legs and ate her pussy until she came again. I then climbed over her, put my dick into her pussy and began fucking her for all I was worth. After I came again, I slid down between her legs and ate her to another orgasm.

We continued our trip home, as she continued to stroke her clit . It still wasn't over for when we got home. Never mind, that’s another story.

When we married she told me I was the only man to have had her, and up until today she insisted that was true. Have I turned her into a slut? I hope so, I really get off when I watch her get off, seeing her cum is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. She tells me that she did this only because she saw how hot it made me. She told me she liked the way I reacted to her, and made love to her after this experience. How do I feel? Great, as I said she is my beautiful wife, I love her and I love to see her having sex and enjoying it.

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A trip to the bar

There are only a handful of people in the bar when I walk in. The bartender gives me a grin and a nod, guess that happens when you are a regular. The waitress comes over and takes my order. That is what I like about this place, it is attached to a very nice hotel so the dress of the waitress is quite, well cross between professional and slutty. The blouses are open showing lots of cleavage and the skirts are short with heels. If I wasn’t married I would be taking one of these hotties home.
After my second drink I notice a gentleman sitting at the bar. He is dressed in a suit but as typical the tie is gone and the top button of his collar is open. He looks like he is getting ready for a GQ shoot or something. He looked over his shoulder and I caught him giving me a glance. Thinking nothing of it I turned my attention back to the television. Getting close to the end of my drink the gentleman walks over and sets one on my table.
“I noticed you were just about done so I thought I would beat the waitress to your refill”
Thanks I said looking at the drink he set on my table.
“Mind if I sit?” he asks
Not really in the mood for company I look up at him with a fuck you look but he smiles and doesn’t seem to care. Sure I mumble and he takes a seat.
He introduces himself and tells me his is in town for a conference with some of his coworkers. I don’t really pay much attention; in fact I don’t even catch his name. He tries to make conversation but I tune him out until he asks what brings you in here tonight?
“Argument with my wife” I snap
“Yeah that’s what the bartender said.”
I look him in the eye with the thought of knocking him out; he smiles and says the bartender told me you show up here after fighting with your wife. Sorry to hear that you just looked like you needed somebody to talk to.
“Do I have I need somebody to talk to written on my forhead or something?” getting a bit more pissed off.
“No” he says “honestly I thought you were hot and I wanted to talk to you”
I was a bit dumfounded. I can’t even imagine the look on my face somewhere between what the fuck did this guy just hit on me and your gay ass better back off.
For some reason the words you thought I was hot huh, escaped my lips. A nod was his only response. “Well I didn’t come in here to be picked up tonight” I grin at him
From that point on he starts to ask some questions and just listens. He seems to want to know all about me. Where I am from what I do for a living almost like a guy trying to pick up a woman at the bar. Then came the 64 dollar question. “So what did you and your wife argue about?”
“Money as usual. She lost her job a while ago so she set out to start her own business and it has been a slow go. I am getting to the point I would do just about anything for some extra cash to pay the bills and keep the piece.” I babble.
He looks up toward the ceiling and mumbles “just about anything?”
I polish off my drink and say yup. He buys me another drink and we talk some more. Then nonchalantly he asks so what wouldn’t you do for money.
“Rob a bank” I tell him “and anything else i*****l.”
“Really” as he leans forward “I have a proposition for you then, I am hear with some coworkers and friends, there are four of us and we would pay you 500 bucks each if we could fuck you in the ass.”
I was buzzed but not that buzzed and was just about ready to punch this guy in the face. Then a thought entered my head, 2 grand. I stared at him for a bit as all kinds of thoughts whizzed through my head. The money was first, then the thought of some of the things I did before I got married. Like cross dressing and having this friend of mine fuck me in the ass once in a while. I never had a desire for a boyfriend; I’m not gay, bisexual tendencies if you have to label it. I still use a dildo on myself once in a while.
He grins at me and can tell I am thinking about his offer. More thoughts, he and his buddies are from out of town so I won’t see them again. When my friend was fucking me in the ass I did enjoy it and it has been a long time and two thousand dollars.
“I don’t suck dick” I tell him.
“That’s fine” he winks. “Tell you what I will give you half right now you come up to room 314 and you get the other half when we are done.” He puts an envelope on the table leaves.
I stare at it for a bit grab it and head to my car. I get in my car and open the envelope, a thousand dollars. I count it several times and think I just made a quick easy grand and could just walk away. This money would help the bills get caught up for the month but two grand helps for two or three. I lean my head back and close my eyes, my buzz making my surrounding a bit fuzzy. I could really use the money and nobody would know what I did to get it. I toss the envelope in the glove compartment, get out of the car, lock it and head up to room 314.
I knock on the door and the guy from the bar opens the door, I still don’t remember his name. The room is huge and his three friends are sitting on the couch watching TV. The all turn to look and me as I am introduced. I can hear one of them say good choice Paul. Paul pats me on the back and leads me to the next room. He offers me a chair and as I sit I ask him how is this going to work. He points to the envelope on the table next to me it is open and I can see the cash in it. I look back at Paul as he is sitting across from me. He says all we want to do is fuck your ass, on your knees and on your back. We will all use condoms and when we are done that’s it take your money and go. If you are having second thoughts just return the envelope I gave you and that’s it.
My eyes dart around the room, I point to the bathroom.
“Help yourself, use anything you want.”
I close the door behind me and stare in the mirror thinking I should give him his money back and get out of here. I make my decision to forget this whole idea when I turn and look to see a full bodysuit sitting on the floor. It is a nylon suit that covers everything but there is an opening in the crotch so the ass is pretty much open. I don’t know what possessed me to pick it up and put it on. Watching myself in the mirror it’s a perfect fit. The material is soft and smooth. I start to rub myself which gives me a hard on. Then I think to myself two grand. I turn and walk back to the bed room.
Paul is sitting in his robe and his eyes widen as he sees me walk out in this body suit. I can see his cock get hard under his robe immediately.
He walks over to me and takes my hand and leads me to the bed. There is a pillow on the foot of the bed I am standing in front of realizing that the head board is a large mirror. Paul puts his hand on my shoulder and one around my waist bending me over so my chest is on the pillow and my feet are on the floor. He begins to rub his hands over my body. The feel of the soft smooth body suit makes me hard. I can see him in the mirror his attention on my body as he feels me. I watch as he drops his robe, I am surprised how muscular he is. As he move up behind me he spread my feet little wider and places his hands on my hips. I can feel his legs on the inside of mine rubbing against the bodysuit driving me wild and relaxing me at the same time. I look in the mirror to see him in the motion of fucking me but his cock is rubbing under my balls. I am amazed at how good this feels. Watching in the mirror I can tell he is about to position his cock against my ass. I turn my head and on the side mirror I can see him putting on his condom and rubbing lube all over it. He then rubs the lube on my ass it is cold but warms quickly. I can feel the head of his cock against me. At first my ass resists as he pushes against me. It is when he leans forward and reaches around and strokes my cock that my ass relaxes enough for him to get the head in. He then rubs my ass to relax me more and is able to slide his cock all the way in my ass. Looking up to the mirror at the head of the bed I watch as this stranger fucks my ass. He slams against me pushing me against the bed. I can’t believe how good this feels his hands all over my hips and ass and his cock sliding in and out of me. His pace quickens as he gets ready to cum. He grabs my hips and slams me hard for a few strokes filling the condom. When he finishes he leans his chest against my back and whispers to stay where I am.
He pulls his cock from my ass puts his robe on and leaves the room. Thinking to myself that wasn’t so bad, it felt kind good actually. A few minutes later the next ass banger walks into the room. He eyes me as he walks to me. He pats my ass and grabs my shoulder to stand me up. Turning me around he gently pushes me back to lie on the bed with the pillow under my hips. I watch in excitement as he drops his robe and makes himself hard to put his condom on. Once he has it rolled back he grabs the lube and rubs his cock. He moves close to me bending down and grabbing my ankles. Putting them on his shoulders I can see in the mirror above the bed as his cock slowly disappears inside my ass. My ass being stretched and lubed up from the last fuck lets him slide right in. He wraps his hands around my thighs and fucks me. He only looks up at me once in a while mainly watching his cock work in and out of my ass. The sliding in and out makes me so hard. The feeling of his balls slapping against my ass feels so good. He doesn’t take nearly as long as Paul did and I can feel his cock swell and grip tighten on my thighs as he cums. When he is finished he doesn’t say a word, just grabs his robe and leaves. I just lay there waiting for the next guy to come in. I think to myself I can’t believe I am doing this. What is crazier is that so far I have liked it. I don’t even notice the next visitor standings between my legs. He puts out his hands. I place mine in his and he pulls me to stand in front of him. He drops his robe and I look down his body. He has a bigger build then the other so far but he is very ripped. I look at the size of his cock I can tell it is bigger than the others as well. He pulls me toward him pressing his chest against mine. Reaching around he grabs my ass and starts to massage it. When he is ready he turns me around and pushes me on to the bed. Positioned in the center of the bed on my hands and knees he moves between my ankles. I watch in the mirror again as he puts he condom on. Placing the head of his cock on my ass he squeezes my balls and pushes inside. The head of his cock goes in easily but as he slides more inside I let out a moan as he spreads me wider then I have ever been before. With every inch a moan escapes from my lips until I can feel his balls pressing against mine. He pauses there for several seconds and without warning squeezes my hips and starts to pound me mercilessly. I can’t help but moan with every thrust. I start to get a little too loud in my moaning because he stops. With his cock inside me he leans forward and from under the pillow at the head of the bed he pulls out a ball gag. He puts in my mouth and once it is place he looks at me in the mirror and puts his finger to his lips and shhh’es me. He then starts to fuck me slowly to warm me back up; once he is ready he pounds me for all he is worth. The sound of my moaning is muffled by the gag in my mouth. He doesn’t seem to tire for as long and hard as he pounds me; in what seems to be hours he finally finishes. He reaches down and squeezes my balls as he pulls his cock from my ass. My ass gasps from the pounding of this big cock that stretched it.
As he leaves I lay there thinking wow this is the most fucking I have done in months and it is my ass getting pounded. When the next cock enters the room he closes the door and drops his robe. I watch as his cock slowly gets hard, it is a monster. Even bigger than the last one that was just in my ass.
He smirks at me and says,” I hope your ass is good and ready because I am going to fuck you good with this monster.”
The thought of this can’t be good pops into my head. It is a little late now for second thoughts.
He wraps his hand around his cock and it is huge. I watch it bounce as it moves toward me. When it gets to the bed he turns me over to my back. Then he straddles my chest. His cock staring me in the face. I think to myself I know I said I didn’t suck dick but if it weren’t for this gag in my mouth I would have tried it. He looks down at me, saliva oozing down my checks from the gag in my mouth. He moves it closer to me and starts to stroke it over my face. I can see the precum on the end and he touches the head to the gag. I can smell the saltiness of it. I think to myself what does it taste like. What would it feel like to have that monster cock in my mouth; to run my tongue over the head and the veins? Lick his balls. The smell of sex; fills my nose and makes me hard. He grabs his condom and slides over the end of his cock. Slowly he rolls it back. Once it is in place he moves between my legs. He grabs the pillow and puts it under my hips. I lift my own legs so they are on his shoulders and he puts his cock on my ass. I close my eyes as he presses in. I moan as the head spreads me wide. A dull pain fills my ass but it doesn’t hurt; it feels wonderful. As I wait for more I can feel the throbbing of the head like it is getting bigger and smaller. One final throb and he slams his cock deep inside my ass. His balls slap against me hard and as the pain shoots up my legs and around my ass I let out a muted squeal. He leans over me and grabs my shoulders and begins to fuck me like I have never been fucked before. The pleasure and pain of this huge cock slamming in and out of me is like nothing I have ever felt before. Moaning like a woman getting fucked and ready to cum. Over and over, his stamina is amazing. The pain goes away and my balls tighten, I want to cum so bad but can’t. He fucks me for a half hour; I can feel his cock swell as it fills the condom causing me to moan louder. He finishes fucking my ass he pulls out and just leaves. I lay there in a half orgasmic state, my ass worked over, but my balls wanting to release.
Paul walks back in with one of the other guys, takes the gag from my mouth and asks me how I am doing.
Pretty good I smile back.
Good think you are up for one more?
Sure why not.
Paul puts on another condom and starts to fuck my ass. His friend is just sitting on the bed watching. I don’t care the feeling of the cock sliding in and out of my ass feels so good. After a few minutes he moves from the edge of the bed and lies next to me and takes my rock hard cock in his mouth. The rush of that feeling makes my ass clamp down on Paul making him stop. I relax after a moment and then Paul and his friend stay in rhythm sucking my cock and fucking my ass. It takes longer then I thought it would for me to cum. When I do I squeeze Paul’s cock in my ass and pump loads of cum into his friend’s mouth. He swallows every drop. When he comes off my cock I look at him and tell him I want to taste it. He leans over me and kisses me, the smell of his minty breath, and the taste of my own cum and his rough tongue. Paul continues to pump me while I kiss his friend. My balls and ass spasm with every pump causing waves of ecstasy to pound through my body. Just when I think I can’t take any more Paul cums in my ass. When he finishes he pulls out and grabs a towel.
I get up look at Paul and head for the shower. I wash all the sex I can from my body. I feel amazing considering I just got fucked in the ass five times.
On my way out Paul hands me another envelope and tells me there is an extra grand in there for the last suck in fuck. I reach in my pocket and hand him my card and without another word head to my car.
I sit in my car and count the money. I guess this is what a prostitute feels like getting paid to let guys fuck them. Well Paul has my card and I hope he calls if he ever comes back to town.

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Port Jeff will never be the same Part II

Dude... I saw you kissing your s****r.”

My good friend Tyler said that to me on the phone, and it wasn’t a Happy Birthday kiss he was referring to, it was a slow and sensual kiss at a bar Friday night in Port Jefferson, Long Island, but that’s not the worst of it. The kiss was nothing compared to what he saw a little later; me and my s****r Samantha, at least the silhouettes of us, having sex in the back seat of my car.

I denied the undeniable, never underestimate the power of it, for the length of our conversation until the end when I began to give in. We’ve been friends for eight years, I know he’s not an idiot, and his eyes weren’t lying to him, but maybe I could fudge the truth a bit because he didn’t actually see penis entering vagina, he just saw Samantha sitting on my lap and her head bouncing up and down.

“Tyler, I don’t want to talk about this on the phone. I’ll tell you what really happened. You busy tomorrow night?”

“Nope, I’m free b*o. This should be good.” He laughed. “See you tomorrow.”

So, that took care of Tyler for the time being, until Sunday night, but what about my s****r. I wondered if I should tell her that he knew almost everything. That didn’t seem to make much sense, what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her, unless Tyler decides to start telling everyone in the neighborhood, but maybe that would be the excuse my s****r and I needed to run off to another state, or another country even, to begin our adventurous and forbidden life to together. No, now I was being ridiculous. That sounded like a chick flick except for the i****t part. I trusted Tyler as much as you can trust a good friend, I’d say about 92%.

******

I woke up about 10 a.m. the next day, Sunday morning. My parents were about to leave the house for their traditional Sunday activities: stores, shopping, lunch, and other pleasant stuff.

I was happy because it was the first time Samantha and I would be alone since the night we had sex, or made love, whatever it was. I wanted to talk to her and see what the overall mood was. I walked down the hall to her room and the door was halfway open, I peered in and she was sl**ping uncovered on the bed, she may have been up earlier but dozed off again. The tv was on with low volume.

I entered the room, and she was wearing a matching pajama shirt and bottoms, they were white and decorated with a repeating pattern of a little girl sl**ping in a little bed with sheep floating over her head. I chuckled to myself at the sight of my 27 year-old s****r wearing such cute pajamas. She was facing my direction and her mouth was slightly parted, I could hear her soft, gentle breaths. She was a picture of angelic innocence, and I was reminded why I began to fall for this girl two days earlier while we were at the mall eating ice cream, sitting on a bench. I wondered what took me so long, I’ve known her for 22 years. Maybe because she’s my s****r, that could be it.

I sat on the bed, she shifted and her sl**py eyes slowly opened. She saw me, gave me a warm smile and stretched her arms above her head.

“Hi,” she whispered.

“Hi.”

Being that I’m a man, I noticed that the stretch move tightened the cotton pj shirt against her chest and I could make out the form of her soft, braless boobs. A nice sight.

“Where’s mom and dad?” she asked as she rubbed the sl**p out of her eyes.

“They went out to do their Sunday stuff. They usually come back around two.”

She edged over to the opposite side of the full bed, implying she wanted me to lay there with her. I did and we laid side by side on our backs, absently watching the tv, not saying much of anything, just a few topical things here and there. Apparently we weren’t ready to talk about the sex night, still feeling weird and uncomfortable about it. Obviously I wasn’t going to tell her about the Tyler situation, no reason to bring that chaos into this peaceful moment.

She got up and walked to her dresser to have a drink of water from a bottle. Instincts kicked in and I got up and stood behind her, putting my hands on her waist. She flinched slightly and took a deep breath and leaned back into me so our bodies were pressed together. This felt so different than the other night, which was stressful and nerve-wracking. Having her soft and warm pajama body against me in her cozy room was calming and soothing.

I smelled her long brown hair and buried my face in it, and I knew as soon as I kissed her neck it would be over for her, like most girls. I pushed her hair aside and caressed the back of her lovely neck ever so lightly with my lips, and her breaths got heavier. She squirmed her shoulders and swayed her head around, purring like a sex kitten, and I moved my hands up to her tits, cupping the under side of them, massaging them, and a powerful arousal flowed through my body. She pushed her tight, round ass against my now steel hard cock, intensifying my desire to make love to her, right now.

I nudged her forward and guided her toward the wall, until she was pressed against it with her arms over her head, as if I was going to frisk her. I reached down and pulled her pajama bottoms down, just enough so her smooth ass and upper thighs were exposed. It’s a smallish ass, but it’s delightful and cute.

“Wait,” she said.

She went over to the window about a few feet to the right of her, and she pulled up the shades and opened the window, and put the shades back down again. She wanted to be able to hear if our parents came home. Smart. She went back to her spot leaning against the wall with her hands over head again, and she even stuck her ass out, ready and waiting. What a naughty little thing. I was still not used to seeing my normally shy, conservative s****r oozing with sexuality like this, it turned me on so much.

I took my shorts down and let them drop to the floor, and she reached around and caressed my cock gently, making sure to get pre-cum on her hand and rubbing it all over. I jumped slightly the moment she touched it, her delicate fingers around my cock was a wonderful feeling. Time to go in, I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed my hard cock and guided it up and down the crack of her ass, she stuck it out further and I went lower until I was sloshing around the middle of her wet labia.

Her breaths were heavier now, and I slowly sunk my cock into her soaked, smooth pussy, and it felt so good to be inside her again, but now in the serene atmosphere of her room, lit with sunlight peering though the shades. She turned her head sharply to the side as if to try and look and I gently pushed into my s****r’s snug depths until my hips were pressed firmly against her ass, then I pushed in even further, moving my hips so my cock circled around exploring the entire surface of her warm, tender insides. Out of her mouth came a low, primal moan from the depths of her female being, and it was one of the most erotic and beautiful sounds I’ve ever heard.

I made slowww love to her, with long strokes, I pulled my cock out until only the tip was in her hole, and then glided back in nice and smoothly without stopping until smushing her ass again. She made all different types of moans, ahhhs, unnns, and whimpers, her head was bowed low and her hair was a sex mess dr****g down and covering her face. She wiggled her legs to let her pjs fall down to her ankles, and I leaned back to get a view of her majestic legs. Bent over, hands against the wall like she was under arrest, back arched, ass sticking out, and she whipped her head up so her long hair fanned out across her back... she looked so fucking hot.

I studied the sight of my cock disappearing inside her, and then reappearing, becoming hypnotized by it, I got a look at her cute little asshole and I couldn’t wait to one day get inside that tight thing. I felt my body building up to orgasm already, and I didn’t know if I could hold off this time before she came. I hoped for the best as I picked up the pace and bumped and smashed her ass, my hands on her waist pulling her toward me making her ass jiggle and loving it. She breathed and moaned heavily now, trying not to be too loud because we were near the open window. Little did my longtime neighbors know what dirty and improper stuff was going on behind this wall.

My sight became blurry and my leg muscles tightened and blissful orgasmic energy filled my body as I was about to cum. I pulled out just in time and jerked myself off, shooting streams of cum on her lower back and ass cheeks, I tried to get some in her crack and did, and smeared it around with my cock working it in. It looked so raunchy like some type of amateur porn movie, but even better, an i****t one. As I internally collapsed I wondered if she came, but she probably did judging by the noises she made and her body movements.

She turned around and we kissed with her back against the wall, not worrying about the cum apparently. They were real messy saliva drenched kisses and we caressed our entire faces against one another. She rested her head on my shoulder and we hugged, and stayed like that for awhile. I wanted to say ‘I love you’, it was on the tip of my tongue, but I held back. No, too early, I was still so unsure about all this. Plus I wanted to wait and give her a chance to say it first. Let's see who holds out the longest. Then there’s still the matter of Alyssa, the girl I was seeing... never mind that now.

“Did you cum?” I asked her.

“Yeah. I think I was cuming almost the entire time.” She laughed softly.

******

Tyler. We met up later that night and went to a fast food drive-through so we could park, sit in my car and talk with privacy about my infamous night with Samantha.

“Here’s what happened,” I said as he listened intently. “My s****r was feeling depressed that day so we hung out, went to the mall, then went to Port Jeff, I figured it would help get her mind off things. We went to the bar and drank a little too much... and one thing led to another...”

I paused to eat a couple of french fries.

Tyler laughed. “And?”

I laughed too. “Give me a second for Christ’s sake... Well, you saw it, we kissed. We were d***k, it just happened. I mean, you saw her, she was wearing that mini-skirt... she looked hot.” I laughed again.

“No don’t get me wrong b*o,” he said, “your s****r is hot, no doubt about it. I’d definitely bang her.”

“Hey, easy!” I got annoyed.

“Oh shit, you’re jealous already too?” he said.

“No, but she’s my s****r, I don’t want you talking about her like that, regardless.”

“Alright,” he said, “that explains the kiss, but what about what I saw in the car? You know what, I really don’t care to be honest. Whatever happened happened, I’m not trying to be a dick about it. People get d***k, shit happens.”

“Alright.” I got quiet and began eating my hamburger.

He stared at me for a few moments and laughed. “I mean I still want to know, I’m just saying I’m not going to make a big deal about it.”

I smiled with a mouth full of food. “You’re fucked up." I f***ed some food down. “Tyler, do me one favour though, don’t tell anyone about this. Nobody, alright? This is between me and you.”

“I won’t tell anyone, I promise. Come on man, you can trust me.”

I eyed him. “Alright, we didn’t have sex in the car. We had our clothes on and we were just dry humping... you know. We were d***k, horny, and just playing around. That’s all.”

I was hoping the windows were steamed up enough so he couldn’t see Samantha’s tits bouncing around.

“Dude, I saw Samantha’s tits bouncing around.”

“Bullshit, the windows were all steamed up,” I said.

“Not the back window. I got pretty close to the car, that didn’t look like dry humping to me. I’m sorry for spying, man. I think Samantha saw me and ducked, then a few minutes later, you were like, fucking. That’s what it looked like to me. But whatever.”

Deny, deny, deny.

“I’m telling you, it was dry humping, trust me. We had our clothes on. I’m telling you the truth. She was all over me dude, she was real horny that night.”

Blame, blame, blame.

We got quiet and ate for a minute.

“Okay,” he said. “Whatever, no big deal. So anyway, how was it... kissing Samantha?”

“It felt weird. Honestly though... not too bad. Yeah, she’s my s****r, but she's still a good-looking chick, let’s face it. How bad could it be.”

Tyler stared out the window as if he were pondering something. “You know, my s****r Keira is kinda pretty.”

We both looked at each other and cracked up.

“Oh you’re fucked up,” I said.

“I’m fucked up? I didn’t even kiss her yet.”

“Yet?” I said.

He laughed. Tyler was twenty-two, like me, and his younger s****r was eighteen and a spritely little thing, definitely bangable.

“I guess I can say this after what you just told me,” he said. “I’ve checked Keira out over the years. Her ass, her tits when she walks around the house with no bra. I’ve never imagined actually banging her though. Even saying that feels weird. Hmm...”

I laughed. Tyler was a good-looking guy and although he was ‘too nice’, he did well with girls, and if he wanted to seduce his s****r I had no doubt he could do it.

“Be honest,” I said, “you never once fantasized about Keira?”

He laughed. “Hm... I’ve wondered what she looks like naked. She does have a tight little body. Can’t believe I’m saying this.”

We ate in silence for a few moments.

“You know what?” he declared loudly, “I’m gonna try and bang that little brat!”

We both cracked up.

“Of course, it’ll just be dry humping,” he said as he smirked and rolled his eyes.

******

Later that night, me, my s****r and my parents were lounging in the living room watching tv. The phone rings, and my s****r goes to the kitchen to answer it.

She calls out to me from the kitchen. “It’s for you.” There was something not right about the tone of her voice.

“Who?” I asked her when I got there.

“Alyssa.”

Shit. Alyssa. The girl I was seeing for the last few months. Two days earlier at the mall my s****r asked me about our relationship, and I downplayed it, as if I could take it or leave it. That wasn’t the truth. I really liked Alyssa, she was a sweetheart, and the previous few weeks things were heating up between us. There was no way I could suddenly dump her, and I had no desire to either. I quickly studied my s****r's face before I grabbed the phone, trying to gauge her emotions, and she had the affected look of somebody trying to suppress something, as if she were trying too hard to act naturally. She didn’t look even look at me when she handed me the phone and walked away. I watched her, knowing some type of hurt or jealousy or both was probably brewing in her body. Somehow my love for her deepened, knowing that she cared that much.

“Hi Alyssa...”
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Sex Slave to the Neighbours - Part 5 - The Finale

Part 5 during which I meet new friends who touch my cock and encourage me to ride my bike more.

These weeks with my anonymous couple in the nondescript house on my bike route have been disturbing. Getting sucked off by both of them and accepting commands from them without any control on my part has been humiliating - and very exciting. I jerked off at home after these episodes and the orgasms were explosive. I had become a willing participant not knowing what would happen to me the next time I was called to their home and ordered to "strip."

A few weeks later, after no contact from the couple, I went back. I had avoided my bike rides to their home out of fear off being disappointed but this special Saturday night, I was lonely and horny. I rode the familiar route to their house and when I arrived, the house was dark as usual. I knocked on the door and this time it was unlocked and swung open. I walked into the darkness to see the same glowing TV. There was the smell of pot and strangely, the murmur of people trying to be quiet.

The lights slowly brightened and I found myself in the middle of a crowd of eight men and six women, all new to me and - all naked. The men were all stroking their cocks and the women were pushing fingers in and out of their cunts. I almost expected to hear "Surprise!" as if it was my birthday party but instead, I hear a familiar male voice.

"Strip!" And I did. My dick hardened as it popped from my pants. I was left standing in front of those cocks and cunts with my own penis in my hand.

A hand reached out and replaced mine stroking Mr. Happy gently. I saw that it was the wife's hand. The husband's voice came out from the middle of the crowd. "Now, you get a treat because you peddled your ass over here so many tines.. Each of us is going to suck your cock."

Almost instantly, a mouth was on my cock and I saw an elderly man, stroking and sucking me, his other hand on his own cock. He passed me over to a younger woman who stroked fast then sucked gently at the tip. I was becoming very excited by this woman with the saggy breasts and the lovely mouth when my cock was inserted into the mouth of another woman. She was older and when I saw her exposed breast, I recognized her as the next door neighbour who had flashed her tit while I jerked off on the welcome mat of this very house. She stroked and sucked so gently and with such care that I didn't want to give it up. Others insisted and my cock was soon in the mouth of a tall thin middle-aged man with an exceptionally long cock. I reached down and took his cock in my hand to feel it grow longer and harder.

I had literally gone around the room and surprisingly, hadn't cum. Each person's gift was so unique that it was like starting all over again each time my cock went into hands and mouths.

The husband's voice took over. " My wife chose you and then enticed you here by sucking your cock. She deserves a treat. It's a lady's choice and you have to do what she asks.

"I want him to fuck my ass" she said in a seductive voice. " His cock is hard and it's gotten thicker and longer since I first sucked him off. Maybe he's just got so much cum in him because everyone here sucked his cock and he hasn't cum. He's ready." Then she bent over the dining room table, her asshole all lubed up. "Come and push that cock head into my arse."

I looked over her buttocks and the hole I was invited to push my cock into. I was excited by the puckering of her anus.

I regained a momentary sense of control. "Does anyone have a condom. I want to do this with a condom so I can enjoy it. I don't like to mix cum and shit." Immediately, a bright red condom was rolled over my cock by the neighbour woman. In that brief moment, I had demanded and been given some control back. My dick remained confidently hard.

I shoved myself into her ass and she moaned. Slowly, I pushed further into her. It was smoother than I had expected and this encouraged me to pick up the pace pushing deeper and more vigorously in and out my thighs pressing comfortably against her bum. I thought she's be keeping up with me but she was strangely quiet. I slowed down and reached around to cup a tit. As I squeezed her nipple, she pushed her ass back onto my dick. We went on like this for at least fifteen minutes. I thrust fastest and harder and each time she would slow down and make me enjoy they feel of her bottom against my thighs

Just as I might have cum, she pushed me out and turned, peeling the condom away clutching my cock and stuck it into her mouth deeply then withdrawing it to let it slip slowly back in. She jerked and sucked this way and I went out of my mind with every movement.

I was about to come but she stopped suddenly taking my cock from her mouth and holding it in her hands like a trophy. She turned me to the crowd and began to stroke me very slowly as the crowd watched keenly. Her hand crept up the shaft, under the helmet and over the tip and back down until I was nearly mad. The crowd was getting excited too. Hands on cocks and fingers on clits made sloppy wet sounds to match her strokes.

I was holding back because I didn't want to cum and I didn't want to become a spectacle but her hand was so convincing. So I bucked and thrust with her strokes as the room filled with moans.

I came and there was so much, it was so white and I couldn't stop. It was almost painful and laster so long. And I wanted to put it all back in and do it again.

The crowd orgasm must have gone on for fifteen minutes. I wandered around the room meeting my new friends and jerk buddies placing my cock in a mouth here and there and feeling an attentive hand cupping my balls. I bent to lick crotches that were wet with cum from one or more men.

It occurred to me that I had been seduced into an erotic block parents group. These may have been neighbours who had watched my comings and goings and probably shared all the videos and would share the one that had surely been made this night. I smoked some dope and moved into the fucking, sucking crowd looking for yet another cunt to fuck or mouth to suck me off. I was surprised by how long it took but eventually, I couldn't come any more nor could I pretend.

I walked home wanting to relive the past weeks and this night as I walked. When home, I went to the computer and the website the husband had given me. I watched tonights video, cum being pulled from my cock before an appreciative audience followed by somer amazing close-ups of mouths on my cock. I put my hand around my red, raw, soft-hard cock and I stroked until I came again.

The new vid had been posted on their private site. The neighbours will be reviewing it and I can now expect calls to ride my bike to a new house on the route where an older woman with large hanging tits ail demand that bI lick her cunt and then fuck while her husband waits his turn to have me suck his dick. I look forward to cocks in my mouth or licking a pussy. It's part of a threat to my privacy that I protect by having private sex with some people on my bike route.

Control is reassuring but having it taken away can send you into altogether new pleasures that I intend to enjoy, maybe tomorrow morning during my bike ride with the lady who flashed her tit at me after I came behind the lilac bush.

End of Part 5 and this story. Thank you for reading it. ... Continue»
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My first trip to the porn store

If you read my first story, you already know that I moved to a new city and knew next to no one, so I spent all of my time, working, playing video games and jerking. One day I decided I would go to the porn store to buy a DVD and maybe some toys. I post an ad on CL asking where the closest one is, and quickly got many replies indicating the closet one. I should note that many of the guys offered to meet me there. On this trip, I only wanted the DVD and toys, so I just went alone.

So here I am, nervously walking up to the door, fearing that someone I know might see me walk in (which is dumb b/c I knew no one in the area), but my fear didn't stop me. I walk through the door of the little concrete building and am quickly greeted by the owner, a guy in his 30's. He asks if he can help me find anything in particular, I just let him know I'm looking for a movie and he points me in the right direction. I find the first wall of DVD's, and as one would expect, it's all straight porn: Black on white, lesbian, skinny girls, fat girls, rough, BDSM, etc. I get to the corner and notice that the other wall has the stuff I'm more into: trannys. I start browsing this wall and am getting a chub just looking at the covers, but I try to not let my penis get the best of me. As I'm moving down the wall, I notice a black looking at movies as well. We look at each other and kind of nod, say hey. I keep on looking at the tranny porn and notice that I'm on the edge of all the gay porn, which he is looking at.

Now he obviously already knows that I'm interested in cocks, so he starts up small talk, how's it goin, ever been here before, the usual crap. He then starts to get a little bolder and asks me what I like about tranny's. I reply "I love how feminine they are, they're big dicks, bodies that look like a woman, and I love the ones with a big cock." This immediately gets his full attention and begins to ask if I'm into gay porn. I reply that I am, and that I am came to the store to get either some tranny or gay porn, and a toy if I find one I like. He goes on to ask me what type of toy I want, so I tell him I'm looking for a stroker and either anal beads or a small dildo. He quickly asks why a small dildo, so I tell him that I've only had a dick in me once, so I don't want to get something too big.

He then goes onto ask me if I've ever been in the booths here. I remind him that this is my first time here, so no. He tells me to follow him. I quickly stop looking at the movies and follow him back down a dark hall and into the first open booth. We walk in and he immediately starts kissing me, running his hands all over me and grabbing at my ass. Now this man is easily 10 years older than me, and he already knows that I am loving the assertive daddy vibe he's putting off. He starts undoing my belt and drops my pants to the floor, turns me around and starts tounging my tight asshole. After 10 minutes or so, he stands up and starts undoing his belt, and tells me t drop to my knees. I listen and quickly drop down as he unleashes a 10", thick monster of a cock. He doesn't have to tell me to open up as my mouth just immediately opened and started salivating once I saw it.

As I'm trying my hardest to engulf this massive cock down my throat, a stranger walks up and starts rubbing himself outside the booth, as the curtain door has now opened up far enough that he can see me sucking this black daddy's big black cock. My black daddy notices and shoes him away. After a few minutes of me getting him nice and hard, he tells me to stand up and turn around. I am facing away from him as he puts his hands on my shoulders and bends me over. He parts my ass with one hand and he guides his cock to my ass with the other. He rubs his cock over my hole and down my crack for a second before swiftly shoving the full length of his cock in me. He gives me a minute to adjust to the giant pole in my ass and then begins to fuck me. Slowly at first, then increasing speed and intensity. After about 10 minutes of him plowing me, he pulls his cock out and squirts his load all over my back.

He then tells me to turn around, get on my knees and suck him clean as I jerk off. With his ass and cum covered cock in my mouth, I shot my load all over my chest. I stand up and he grabs my head gives me one of the hottest kisses I've ever had. We put our clothes back on and walk out the front door. Before getting into my car, he hands me a piece of paper with his name and number, and tells me to call him so he can have more.

That's the next story...... Continue»
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My Favorite Teacher Part 5 Straight To The Ass

Michelle licked the cum from Miss Peters belly and kissed her.
"Look at this mess! The janitors will report this and then our affair will become public.",said Miss Peters.
I looked down and saw a small puddle of female juices in front of me.
"Don't worry i will deal with the janitors.",said Michelle.
She gave me a kiss and walked out completely naked while jiggling her ass. I couldn't help myself and starred at this masterpiece of an ass. Miss Peters seemed a angry. We both got dressed and sneaked out of the school. She gave me ride home.

On the next day i had to use the toilet. While i was standing in front of it, a hand started to softly stroke my dick while someone kissed my neck.
"Miss Peters, what are you doing? We could get caught."
My dick was rock hard.
"Wrong! I'm your other fuckslut."
"What!"
I turned around. Michelle was standing in front of me. She was wearing a red top with her grey yoga-shorts from yesterday. I could see her erect nipples through her top because she wasn't wearing a bra at all. She gave me a kiss. I entered her mouth with my tongue. She started to stroke my cock again while i squeezed her trained ass. She broke the kiss and led me into one of the cabins. There was no one else in the washroom. She locked the cabin and pushed me onto the seat.
"Five janitor's were not enough to satisfy me the same way you did yesterday. You must be good if an experienced woman like Miss Peters keeps you for so long and i saw that she taught you well in the way of giving pleasure to a woman. So i want you to fuck my brains out!"
She pulled her top down. I sucked on her nipple while twisting the other. I moved my hand down to her pants but she grabbed it with her's and stopped my hand.
"Not now!", she whispered into my ear. I moved my hand to her ass and massaged her ass-cheeks. She continued on stroking my cock and hold my head tight against her chest while she started to moan softly.
"UH that feels great but now let's get serious!",she moaned.

She took her pants off. She wasn't wearing panties too. Her pussy was already wet. She turned around and bend over to give me a better view of her ass.
"Spank me!",she said.
My hand hit her right cheek and left a light pink reprint on her ass.
"Uh! Harder!"
Another slap and it left a pink reprint on it.
"Harder!"
The pink changed into a light red.
"OH YES HARDER!",she screamed from pleasure.
BANG! The sound echoed through the whole room as she let out a loud scream of pleasure. Her cheek was red. She got up and rubbed her cheek.
"Now to the fun part.",she said with a smile on her face.

She came towards me and positioned her ass over my cock. She guided my cock into her tight asshole. And then moved all the way down over my shaft till her cheeks touched my crotch. She took it up the ass without a blowjob or getting her pussy stretched. I was amazed. She looked back at me and said with a smile:"Never did it that way?"
"Nope."
"Doesn't Miss Peters take it up the ass?"
"Only with lots of lube."
"Well then lean back and enjoy it!",she replied and moved up again just to ram herself all way back down. There was no resistance in her hole.She pressed my legs together and band forward to support her hands on my knees. Her ass was moving up and down while her moans became louder. I saw a bunch of shoes in the gap between wood and ground. I smiled while knowing that most of them are jerking of to Michelle's moans caused by my dick in her backdoor. I wanted to give them a show. I spread my legs and hold her tightly against me. I must caught her by surprise. I inserted a finger into her soaking pussy and started to pump.
"Oh fuck Thomas! Didn't expect that but please don't stop!",she moaned while she must have realized the shoes.
I pumped her harder and her moans turned into screams of pleasure while my fingers penetrated her g-spot. With my other hand i twisted her nipple and i kissed her neck.
"FUCK FUCK FUCK!", she screamed.
Her pussy squirted and covered my fingers,the ground and even the door with her juices. I could hear a few moans from outside the cabin. Her ass tightened around my cock and i couldn't hold it anymore. I unloaded into her ass. She jerked my cock with her ass muscles to get the last drop of cum out of my urethra. Both of us were panting. She got up from cock with shaking legs. She inserted two fingers in her spread asshole and sucked the cum from them. I was still rock hard.
"Uhm that tastes good."
Parts of my cum dropped out of her anus. She turned around and saw my boner.
"Well i guess someone needs a second round but i won't be able to take it up the ass again. So you have to be satisfied with my pussy."

She came towards me and sat down on my cock. This time she faced me and inserted my cock into her soaked pussy. I spread her cheeks and felt drops of my cum on my legs. She supported her hands on my shoulders and i started to suck her right nipple. She moved up and down on my cock and i started to pump to her rhythm. She started to moan again as my mouth started to change the nipples.
"Oh fuck don't stop Thomas this is great."
I pumped harder. She crooked her fingers into my shoulders.
"OH FUCK I CUMIN AGAIN!"
Her pussy tightened around my cock and her juices shot out of her again.My lap was now covered with both our juices. She was panting again. She got of my cock and down on her knees. She licked me clean.

"Now it's time to make you cum.",she said in a seductive voice.
I stood up and inserted my cock into her waiting mouth. She sated to suck my tip and licked it with her tongue. She didn't wait long and was deepthroating me. The look in her eyes told me she wanted my cum. She started to massage my balls to get the last drops out of them. I felt the pressure building and closed my eyes. She stopped sucking me and jerked me with her other hand. I opened my eyes and saw the first wave of cum landing on her face followed by a second one. The third and last one only made it onto her tits. She took my tip into her mouth and sucked the last drops out of my softened cock.

She stood up and put her pants on. I looked under cabin. Our audience left.
"Well let's skip Miss Peters class. We are already way to late.", Michelle said and opened the cabin to clean her face and her boobs in the sink.

TO BE CONTINUED
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