My body
My body My own body makes me horny Feels so good to sit and read.
My recliner is so comfortable, I’m in a comfy night gown and the book I was reading a book called “The Heat of the Night.
It was not a erotic story however….
I’m sitting in my rocker recliner in my living room on a hot summer night.
Windows open and the blinds wide open.
Wearing a cotton nightgown.
I’m having a glass of wine.
I’m relaxed and reading and my hands automatically strum my nipple.
My nipple is so puffy and feels so good on my fingers and starts to harden.
I realize I’m touching my nipple and I start to tingle.
I put the book down to give myself more attention.
My nipples are the most sensitive part well except my clit.
I take my nails and scrape my nipple through my night gown.
I laugh because my hubby calls this my granny night gown.
I start to unbutton my night gown, slipping my hand in and rubbing my sensitive bosom.
I take my breasts out and caress them slowly and then lift one to my mouth, licking the hard nipple I start to suck it .
My tits are so satiny soft.
(I baby oil twice a day) My pussy is starting to drip.
As I feel my pussy dripping I realize I’m on my new rocker.
I stand up and a warm breeze comes through the window.
I let my night gown fall to the floor.
Feeling the breeze on my naked body, I start to caress my breast and belly in front of the window.( I got up to get a towel) I slide my hand down to my waxed mound.
I cup my whole vagina pressing slowly, my clit is swollen and hard.
I feel my wetness on my fingers.
I moan loudly, not realizing my neighbors are watching.
My neighbors are a nice couple in their mid 30′s.
She is a tall slender woman with perky tits.
I have always lusted after her.
She has red hair (I wonder if she has red hair on her pussy).
Her hubby is average guy with a small gut, but still ruggedly handsome.
I slowly finger my clit moaning and sliding my finger through my pussy juices.
I take my other hand and pinch my nipples.
I strum my clit like a guitar pic to the guitar strings.
(my hubby taught me how to cum multiple times this way) My juices dripping down my legs I sit down again putting my legs on the arms of the chair.
Rubbing my clit harder breathing heavy and moaning.
(uhhhh yesss ohhhh yessss doooooo it).
Neighbors outside listening and peeking in the window.
The husband is behind his wife rubbing her shoulders and whispering in her ear how hard he is.
She can feel it though.
I slide a finger in my pussy, slides so easily my finger nails filled with my pussy juice.
I take it to my mouth and taste my self.
Ohhh yessss mmmmmmmmm licking it and sucking my finger.
I look around for something bigger to put in me.
I realize I have either the TV remote, a hair brush handle, or the wine bottle.
I decide the wine bottle is the best.
I stand up and slowly take the bottle and slide it in my cunt, sliding it in and out.
Mmm moaning more yes.
I sit it down on the floor and squatting up and down and rubbing my clit.
MMMM my body tightening and convulsing eyes rolling back in my head, juices dripping all over the bottle.
The neighbor is fingering his wife as they watch me masturbate.
He’s talking nasty to her, telling her he would like for me to be squatting on his cock.
I hear her moan.
I move my eyes slowly out the window.
I don’t think they know I know they are watching so I pick up the pace and give them a show.
I lift my leg on the chair and let them see my waxed pussy fully.
I rub and moan Sticking two fingers in and out then three.
I’m hitting my g spot good so good I quickly cum on my fingers.
I start to lick my nipples, then sucking them .
I take a pillow and lay it on my ottoman I straddle the pillow and lay my body down humping the pillow.
I usually cum so hard when I grind on anything, I start humping and my clits grinding the pillow making me come close to an orgasm.
I stop mmm “Need a cock,” I say loudly.
Instead I run and get a dildo.
I shove it in my pussy hard and lay back on the pillow holding it in me and turning it on slowly at first as I hump.
I hear them now he’s fucking her from behind standing up, talking dirty, she’s out of breathe and both are ready to cum.
I pick up the pace and I turn it up higher vibrating my hole body.
faster I hump screaming in pleasure.
I hear them, they are close.
Faster we all are fucking in our ways.
I’m cummming I screammm, “Yessssssssss yessss yesss fuck yes.” I hear them scream out both coming at the same time.
I stand up and sit in my chair.
I say thank you neighbors.
The Ethan Blake Story: Home Alone
The Ethan Blake Story: Home Alone For Emily, my own devirginator.
They knelt together atop the turquoise bedspread, staring at each other intently, want in their eyes.
The house was empty; this was the first time they had been truly alone with no fear of interruption.
Ethan leaned in to touch her lips softly with his own, running strong hands down her pale arms as she let out a low purr of contentment and grazed his thigh.
The moment felt to him more perfect than he could have wished it.
He placed his hands at the small of her back and pulled her down onto the bed, propping himself on shaking arms over her.
She smiled as though to say, “I’m ready,” and they plunged into the deeper, fuller kiss of young lovers.
With each passing moment Ethan’s nerves eased; with each press of her lips his confidence grew.
A solitary finger traced a path from her chest to her navel and continued to the waistband of her denim shorts, pausing for an instant before slipping under her cotton vest with the rest of the hand.
The skin it met was velvety to the touch and emitted a comforting warmth.
He felt dainty fingers being pushed through his hair as his own met the material of her bra, evoking the momentary panic that all men experience upon encountering such confounding contraptions.
Breaking the kiss for a calming breath, he raised her body towards him and brought a second hand to meet the first at the clasp.
His facial expression of intense concentration was met with a girlish giggle as he fumbled at her back, slipping once before conquering the enigmatic device.
“Give me a break,” Ethan protested, a faint redness flushing his face.
“I’m new at this.” He was then pulled into a forgiving kiss and his embarrassment disappeared as a second tongue was introduced into his mouth.
They swirled against each other for a while, each one familiarising itself with the texture of the other, only parting company for the removal of first her top, then his.
The plain white bra fell away to reveal two small, pert breasts and Ethan succumbed to an impulsive urge to place his lips over one of the pink nipples, erect with her arousal.
At first taken aback, she quickly grew to love the flick of his tongue and his light suckling, closing her eyes whilst enjoying this new pleasure, letting out a low moan as he gave a slight nibble.
He was enjoying it just as much and, revelling in the reaction he was receiving, moved on to the second.
Without breaking the contact between his lips and her flesh, he released the button of her shorts, his wandering hand sliding down over her pubic mound and lightly touching her inner thigh.
His hand knew this place; it had journeyed here, and further, on a few occasions and received a welcoming reception.
It was to welcome another of Ethan’s appendages very soon.
He sat up and tugged at the shorts, requiring the owner to raise her hips before they could be completely removed and tossed haphazardly to some uninteresting part of the room.
Ethan grinned and, in a silly voice, commented, “You’re pretty when you’re naked.” “I’m not naked yet,” she rebutted, a playful glint in her eye, once more pushing her hips and one remaining garment towards him.
Happily did he obey her will and relieve her of the pair of lilac knickers, upon which she spread her svelte legs and wrapped them around him, drawing him into her.
Ethan’s erection pushed against her pelvis through his restrictive jeans, evoking a subtle thrust, making him harder.
They ground against each other, the outline of his cock sliding its way along her most sensitive, and their lips locked once more in a heated passion.
Her impatience was evident in her restless moans and desperate scrabbling at his jeans.
As much as Ethan would have revelled in a prolonged teasing game, he knew it would be just as torturous for him as for her; he wanted this to happen now.
Getting up from the bed, he went to his dresser to retrieve an box of condoms, unopened in the two years since they had been optimistically taken at the end of a sexual education class.
She knelt on the bed and made light work of unfastening his jeans and yanking them down, along with his boxers, to his knees to allow his manhood to spring free and stand tall before her face.
They were duly removed and tossed to the side while she took the rubber from a butter-fingered Ethan and removed it from its foil package.
He stood there, naked as the day he was born and as stiff as a stick of Blackpool rock, and smiled down at the gorgeous girl now diligently unrolling a sheath of latex over his cock.
He could hardly have imagined two months ago that their friendship would lead to this and yet now it seemed ever so natural.
That first date – he hadn’t thought of it as a date at the time – was so effortless, so easy.
It’s strange, he thought to himself, how someone can be right there in front of you for so long and, in just one evening, your whole perception of them can alter entirely.
What a blessing it was for Ethan that he had realised how right this girl was for him at just the right time.
That first date rapidly snowballed into several more and, as was apparently inevitable, a relationship.
It was a joyful relationship, full of fun and laughter; two people unabashedly basking in the splendidness of each other’s company.
As intellectual equals, they continually challenged each other, the mental side of their relationship every bit as important as the emotional and physical.
Ethan’s life state, following a brief depression, had risen to a level of splendour akin to nothing else he had known in his seventeen years.
Was it love? Being a sceptical one, Ethan Blake was not so quickly convinced that he could have fallen in love with his girl.
However, with the passing of time, the notion seemed increasingly less farfetched.
If it gets better than this, he would say inwardly, then ‘love’ really is all it’s cracked up to be.
Protection in place, Ethan returned to his former position, poised to enter a gateway that signified an important milestone and age-old rite of passage.
Their nether parts came into contact, or would have done but for the ample layer of lubrication indicative of the lady’s arousal.
He was just one short thrust away from what many might say was becoming a man; mere inches from crossing that distinctive line between the haves and have nots and losing something that could never be reclaimed.
The young lovers took one slow, deep breath together and exhaled as he sank into her moist depths.
The sensation was surreal; certainly not unpleasant but unexpected.
In truth, he didn’t know what to expect – a handful of Vaseline is hardly representative of a real vagina.
They beamed at each other, his own anticipation mirrored in her encouraging eyes.
Slowly but with intent, he began to slide in and out, in and out, building a steady rhythm, conscious of not being over-zealous and consequently cutting the experience short for them both.
As the pace increased, her pleasure heightened; incoherent mumbles turned into a sharp, distinct, “Oo,” with each entry.
Ethan likewise became more vocal, accompanying the movement of his hips with occasional Andy Murray-esque grunts.
The volume increased; the passion intensified with every passing second.
Their eyes met in a fiery stare until, with one particularly forceful thrust, she threw her head back in a long, sensual, “Ooo!” Spurred on, Ethan decided to go for broke.
The initially tender love-making of two virginal sweethearts gradually morphed into a frenzied fuck between lust-filled teenagers.
The bed creaked beneath them, shifting with the weight of their bodies, now one.
Clutching at her legs, Ethan pummelled into her at an alarming rate, eliciting screams of the kind only a satisfied woman can make.
Their end was in sight, the unparalleled peak of climax only seconds away.
With three incredibly powerful pushes, he made her wail with the sweet release of orgasm; with one more, unleashing his own.
Their bodies tensed and writhed in fits of extreme pleasure, their faces screwed into embarrassing ‘O’ faces.
Still commingled, they each came down from their respective orgasmic highs and weakly smiled, each realising what tremendous gratification they had brought the other.
He leant in to kiss her and she held him their with her lips, smothering him in gratitude.
Slipping out of her and discarding the well-used condom, he came to lie at her side and pressed his lips softly yet firmly against here before whispering, “You really are amazing, you know that, Morag?” – This story is clum.
If you are reading it anywhere other than with this note attached, it has been posted without the author’s permission.
Fucking Married – Part 1
Fucking Married – Part 1 Chase is a dirty little slut who loves fucking I didn t know he was married the first time I fucked him.
I was waitressing in a bar and he was out with friends, drinking.
It wasn t that late; early evening, in fact.
He was so handsome.
Tall and chiselled, broad shoulders, smouldering eyes.
He struck up conversation while I was serving them drinks.
He was the whole package charming too.
He told me his name was Paul and that if he had his way he would have my number before he left that night.
Some men just have a way to fluster a girl.
He was one of those men.
When he left, he came right up close to me, so I could feel my breasts against him, and he whispered in my ear Thanks for servicing us.
He then presumptuously bent down and kissed my earlobe.
He had to bend down, as I am far shorter than he is.
When I shivered, and placed my hand on his chest and whispered into his neck, My pleasure sir, we had an intense moment of breath It s the only way I can explain how the room disappeared around us and we were in one another s space so intensely.
He whispered again, When is your break? I whispered back, In 10 minutes.
I could feel his lips smile against my cheek.
I ll wait out back for you then, was all he had to say to have me hooked.
I ve always fancied myself a dirty little slut.
Chance sexual encounters turn me on.
I obviously exuded these signals, as I often find myself available to just these situations.
When I walked out the back door, he was standing against a slick silver Jag, carelessly smoking a cigarette.
I walked up to him and took his cigarette, taking a deep drag from it before throwing it on the ground.
He had the sexiest smile.
He grabbed me by the ass and pulled me in for the first kiss.
A hard, passionate, tongue-probing kiss; dirty, just the way I like it.
I remember pressing myself against his crotch hard.
I couldn t waste time, I was on a smoke break.
I wanted to fuck.
He sensed my urgency.
He picked me up and held me against the cool metal of the car.
Pulling my panties to one side he inserted his fingers into my cunt.
I was already wet and sticky.
He rubbed my clit with his thumb, and smirked as I squirmed and moaned my satisfaction.
But this was wasting time.
Fuck me I told him.
To which he obliged.
His cock was enormous.
Not big, not huge enormous! The biggest I ve ever had.
It was a bit of a shock at first but that didn t stop him from pounding hard into my tight pussy.
I was gushing in mere seconds.
He had to hold me up so I didn t fall onto the floor.
It didn t take him long either.
I felt his hot load fill me up, and his cock pulsate as it released the hot sticky cum deep inside me.
Leaning against me, leaning against the car, we both heaved for breath for a few minutes.
Then he said What was your name again? Chase? How about that number now I d like you to meet my wife.
What the fuck? I had never had that happen to me before.
It knocked the wind out of my sails a bit but I did give him my number; I wanted to feel that enormous cock again and I just hoped he was joking about the wife part.
That he was married suited me just fine, in fact, as it meant no commitment expectations.
I liked fucking too much and a variety of fucks, at that.
I was not a one man type of gal.
I didn t wait for his call or anything.
Like I said, my sexual needs are always met.
When I want sex, I find sex.
I m open to it and always seem to be satisfied.
When he called though, I was glad.
Excited, even It s always dirtier when the man you re fucking is cheating on his wife.
I eagerly agreed to meet him again at a hotel room, in his car and a few more times in the back alley after drinks with his friends.
You are a promiscuous little slut.
I find you delectable.
I wonder just how adventurous you re willing to get? Paul said to me one evening while we were smoking a cigarette in the back alley after another mind blowing fuck session.
You never know, baby…
I might just surprise you, I cheekily replied.
My sweetheart I think you might just surprise yourself,” he said and left it at that.
He was interesting, this one.
I couldn t help but wonder where this was all going.
That is, until I got a call from his wife.
Hello is this Chase? she asked.
Yes, that s me, I replied.
Hi, Chase.
This is Tam.
I m Paul s wife.
I got your number off his phone.
I was quiet for a second and then quickly replied, Paul? Who s Paul? She laughed on the other side of the phone, Don t worry, hun I m not phoning cause I m busting you.
I know Paul fucks other people.
I believe you are his flavour of the month.
I just like to meet his girls.
She really didn t sound angry at all.
Again, what the fuck? This was a very weird relationship.
She told me how they have always been open.
She fucks other people, too.
Their only rule is that they are honest with each other about it.
He had told her about all our meetings in great detail , she told me, but didn t actually repeat the detail back to me, thank God.
I don t get shy easily but this made me shy….
……….
to be continued ……….
My Melissa
My Melissa Long time employee calls husband, while fucking her boss.
View Author’s Copyright Information Melissa was my employee for about five years.
We hit it off immediately from day one, when we both started at the same company.
Immediately I thought she was cute.
She had long auburn hair, light skin with freckles, a fat belly, thick thighs and small tits.
At first I really had the hots for her as I absolutely am attracted to, and love, fat girls, especially ones like her.
We became best friends, despite me being her boss.
In fact, she became my right hand girl and I couldn t have done much of my job without her.
I would ‘innocently’ flirt with her at times and she d do the same, all in fun.
Our job required us to travel to Charlotte, about once a month, for a few days.
On one of these trips we d had a particularly long day and as we were heading back to the hotel, I said that I was just going grab a shower, some room service, and stay in that night.
She said that sounded like a good idea and that she would do the same.
About 10:00 p.m.
that evening, I was working on a document at the desk in my room.
I got a text from her saying, I ve got a bottle of wine I can t finish, J .
I responded back, OK, I ll bail you out.” A few minutes later, I heard a knock at the door and I let her in.
She walked past with the wine bottle and sat on the bed with her legs crossed.
Whatcha doing? Watching the TV, she took a deep swig from the bottle.
Not much, what s up with you, I went back to working on my document, as she explained that she d just gotten off the phone with her husband, Paul and that he was very grouchy.
I asked her what the problem was and she said, Well, you know these trips we take are during the third week of every month.
My period always starts the week before, which means he s not getting any for two weeks.
Absent mindedly I said, You ever hear of a blowjob? still focused on my document.
I heard her take another swig of wine, Yea, he s tired of that, whenever I start he wants to go all the way and I m not really into fucking on my period.
I said, Well, he just needs something different, he probably feels like you re just doing it to get him off so he won t bug you.
She laughed and said, Yea, no kidding! Ha! I said, I m serious.
He needs to know you re still into him and that he gets you aroused.
I could feel her staring a hole into the back of my head as she took another drink and said nothing more.
I continued, Yea.
Next time you re on your period and you know he s going to be sniffing for your pussy, walk up behind him, put your arm around him and say into his ear Paul, I want you to cum in my mouth, but I want YOU to do it.
And you can t touch me while you re doing it.’” After another gulp of wine and some silence, she asked, What do you mean? I told her to repeat, what I had just said, to him and then take him to the middle of a room, or the bedroom.
Take off her top and bra, kneel down in front of him and tell him to drop his pants.
I told her to re-explain to him he was not to touch her, and definitely not to cum on her, but that he was to masturbate in front of her.
She was to tell him when he got close to cumming he needed to tell her and to make sure he understood that he was to squirt it straight and directly into her mouth and nowhere else.
I told her that as he did it, she was to look him in the eyes, play with her titties and to swallow it all.
She took another drink of wine.
Then she said, I want you to make yourself cum in my mouth.
You can t cum on me or touch me, just in my mouth.
Right? I said, Very good.
Say it like you mean it and he ll be squirting in no time.
I heard her move and she was suddenly leaning on her arms on the back of my chair, her head to the side of mine watching what I was typing.
Her hair was still damp from her shower and she smelled like berries and wine.
I kept typing.
She said, You ve always wanted to fuck me, ever since we started working together.
I stopped typing and replied, From the first minute I saw you walking away from me, swishing your hair, in those tight pants.
She moved her head a little closer to mine, You must like fat girls then.
I said I do and I very much like you.
She rose up and moved over to the bed and said, I can t do this any longer.
You and I are going to do it, once and for all.
She kneeled on the bed and took off her top to reveal a couple of tiny saggy titties that looked completely delicious.
Her freckles were prominent on her shoulders and sprayed down the top of her tits.
Underneath was pure white and smooth skin.
I knew she had a belly but seeing it hang over her sweats was mesmerizing as it looked so soft and smooth.
She rolled back, with her legs in the air and slipped off her sweats.
When she came back down she threw them on the floor and lay back on the pillows, spreading her legs and running her right hand through one of the most gorgeous bushes I had ever seen.
Her pussy was fat and soft, like a big camel toe, and her legs were smooth, fat and white.
She gave me one of her big, pretty smiles and said, C mon Mr.
Bill, jump in! You know we both want this.
I walked to the end of the bed, my gym shorts and shirt flying off and I crawled on to the bed.
I was on all-fours, with my face positioned over her fat belly and beautifully hairy pussy.
I could smell her.
Her wetness mingled with her pubic hair.
She had a fine, hairy bit of a treasure trail going up, over her belly, to her belly button.
Her little titties were lying against her chest, making her look completely flat.
I looked again at her pubes and saw that they were a dark auburn, mixed with red and a few silver hairs here and there.
The longest of her hair grew out from her fat slit, near her hood and clit.
Some of this hair was lighter, probably a bit bleached from pissing.
And she was very, very wet.
She tugged at my shoulders, trying to pull me up toward her.
I looked at her and said, You have no idea how bad I want to eat your pussy right now.
Her face went from that pretty grin to a serious look, losing the smile, as she reached down and spread her fat lips wide and said, Bill, you can eat me and fuck me anytime you want, just say the word and my pussy is yours.
But right now I really need you inside me.
I moved forward over her and angled my penis between her lips.
She guided me into her easily, as her moisture offered easy access.
Immediately she began thrust her hips up into me her but I stayed still.
I said, Meliissa.
Melissa, stop a second.
Spread your knees and legs, lay back and I m going to do all the work, ok? I just want to make you feel really good.
She had a questioning look, but spread her legs as far as she could.
She put her arms back above her head.
I began a slow and steady thrusting, increasing in speed and intensity until I was slamming into her.
I was in a half-kneeling position, so I could fuck her and look at her body at the same time.
Her little nipples became rock hard and I felt her pussy go incredibly wet.
Her belly rose as she breathed in deep, then let her breath out with a long, loud moan.
She wanted to rest a bit.
I remained inside her, kneeling in front of her looking at how beautiful she was.
I began the slow, rocking thrust again increasing the intensity to where I, once again, was slamming into her.
In the middle of me hitting her pussy she looked over to the nightstand and grabbed her phone.
I kept fucking her even while she hit speed dial.
She put it to her ear, looked at me with a serious expression and waited.
Then she started talking Hey Hey Bill is fucking me Bill is fucking me Yea Feels really good…
Yea Yea Paul, he s fucking me good On my back Slut, you know…
Yea You touching yourself? Yea Paul, he loves my bush Yea He wanted to eat me Made him fuck me You jerking?…
OK I ll put you on.
I was floored at what was going on.
She tapped at the phone and pointed it toward me as she said, Ok, Paul.
I heard, Hey Bill! I replied, Yea Paul.
Paul: You like fucking my wife, don t you? Me: Yea.
Paul: You ve wanted to fuck her for a long time.
Me: Yea.
Paul: You can keep fucking her as long as you do two things.
One, cum in her pussy and take pictures of it for me, ok? Me: Ok.
Paul: Two, when you get back to Tampa, you re going to help me fuck her, ok? Me: Ok, Paul.” Melissa put the phone back to her ear and I was at the point of no return.
I exclaimed, I m squirting! As I slammed into her I felt my cock pumping my cream into her.
She moaned into the phone, Oh ugh yea! He s cumming in me! Ugh, ugh, yea! Oh gawd he s cumming in me.
I slowed down and eventually stopped, her fat pussy filled with my sperm.
She said, Paul wants you to take pictures.” I grabbed the phone from her and took pictures of my sperm flowing out of her fat, wet, hairy slit.
She turned over onto her hands and knees with her fat butt in the air and knees spread wide.
Cum fell from her fat slit as I snapped away.
Her long pubic hairs were coated with droplets of our juices mixed together.
She had a wonderfully hairy ass crack, her moist hair glistened.
I took about twenty pictures.
When I finished, we lay there in the bed, looking at the pictures of my handiwork.
She emailed her husband the ten best, which showed her wet pussy and my white cum, in various stages of expulsion from her cunt.
She slept in my room that night.
I awoke at about 4:00 a.m.
with a raging erection.
She was asleep on her back and thankfully we were both still naked.
I admired her beauty in the light coming in from the window.
I looked at her pretty face and moved my eyes down to her little, flat titties.
I then wandered down to her fat, white belly that rose and fell with her breath.
Her bush of pubic hair was an inviting mound of musk and warmth below her belly and between her legs.
I knew her pussy would still be wet and slippery from my sperm so I carefully positioned myself over her, inserted my erect penis between her fat lips and begin the slow rocking motion again.
She woke up, looked at me and smiled that big beautiful grin of hers and said, I can t wait for you and Paul to make love to me.
At that second I came harder that I could ever remember.
Sea Jewel
Sea Jewel a caring heart is always in peril View Author’s Copyright Information on you I rest like a tiny shell on the tip of a sandy, wet fingertip at the beach…..
it is a fearful thing, my dearest heart.
this power you have over me is like breath that can blow that shell away and make me a castaway forever in the surf which softly curls up over our feet.
I resent and crave that breath– the tension of knowing how one careless moment could destroy me and make me only one tiny sea jewel among the shifting grains in salty, cleansing, blue-green seas and there is no way to know whether this is good or bad…..
am I meant to be one among many in your bucket of treasures or am I different and wonderful and miraculous? tell me….
do not make me guess…
my position on your fingertip is too perilous.
and I could be lost forever in a sigh to myself and to you.
Continue reading It is Written
Incest follows masturbation
Incest follows masturbation Brother and sister have sex I am Steve and was 18 years old, living with my parents at the time.
My sister Audrey is two years older than me and lived in a nearby town.
She came to stay for a few days having had permission from her boss to have the time off.
I was transferring to another employer and was at home until I took up my new job.
Both of our parents worked in an office in town.
Audrey arrived one evening and the next day, after breakfast, she told me she was going out for a walk.
Wearing my dressing gown I went into the bathroom to have a shower.
While there I masturbated a little but didn’t cum and feeling rather raunchy and knowing Audrey was out of the house I left my dressing gown in the bathroom and, stark naked, left to return to my bedroom to come face to face with her.
It was a shock, of course, when I realised she could see me and my erection.
There was nothing I could do about it.
“My word Steve” she said.
“You have quite an erection.
You must have been masturbating in the bathroom.
Don’t worry.
I don’t mind seeing you like that.
Do you want to go back to your bedroom or carry on masturbating.
I’d prefer it if you continued masturbating in the bathroom”.
“I would like to finish myself off now you know I’ve been doing it.
I’ll do it in the bathroom”.
“I’d like to come with you and watch you doing it.
I’ve never seen a man making himself cum.
It’s something I’d like to see.
May I? “I suppose so.
Come with me and and I’ll do it”.
When there Audrey said that seeing me naked had got her worked up and she’d like to be naked too.
In front of me she undressed completely.
She was the first naked woman I’d ever seen and my cock, which had become a little limp from the shock I’d had, began to stiffen up.
“I’d like to masturbate you Steve” Audrey said.
“May I ?” “You may.
When you do it will be the first time anyone has done it for me.
Not only that but you are the first naked woman I’ve ever seen and I want you to jerk me off”.
“Why don’t you do the same for me Steve? Like you, I’ve never had it done to me”.
Standing there we masturbated each other.
I very quickly ejaculated.
Audrey guided my cum into the toilet pan.
She was panting as she came.
When we had finished we both said how good it was and it was brother and sister doing it.
I said it was better when she did it to me than when I do it to myself.
Her response was that it was the same for her.
It was nice when she did it to herself but very much better when I did it to her.
Neither of us felt any guilt about what we had done.
I said to Audrey that I was so worked up when she was masturbating me that I wanted to have sex with her.
I added that I shouldn’t think like that because she was my sister.
“Why shouldn’t we? I’ve never had sex but why shouldn’t I have it with you? If we do it would be incest but who would know? We must make sure that mum and dad are not at home.
We could do it another time”.
The next day our parents had the day off and were at home and we couldn’t do it so it was the day after, when they were at work, we went to my bedroom and stripped naked.
Again I began to get an erection and Audrey helped by stroking it while I put fingers into her cunt.
When we were nearly ready she told me that previously she had had no protection in her pussy but the day before, when our parents were at home, she went to a chemist and bought some condoms.
She gave one which I put on my erection.
Then she lay on my bed and guided my cock into her cunt.
I thrust in and out until we both had orgasms.
She had three or four to my one.
When we separated she said it was her first sex and it was wonderful and we must do it again.
For the remaining few days of her visit that’s what we did.
Incest? Who cares? We don’t.
Heather Cums Hither
Heather Cums Hither More fantasy based on fact In my most recent “fantasy based on fact” story I told about how I had gone skinny-dipping in my swimming pool for the first time this season, why and how I had jacked off while in the pool, and how I had seen the lady next door, Heather, jilling herself while she was observing me.
A couple of days after that episode, I was vacuuming my pool.
Heather came into her back yard to train her new puppy to walk on a leash.
The pup saw me and ran over, yelping and jumping, to the chain link fence that separates our properties, dragging Heather along behind him.
I went over to the fence to pet her puppy, hoping he would settle down a bit.
I looked at Heather, but she averted my look.
Then I said, Good morning to her and she mumbled back something about it being a beautiful morning.
For a minute or so our conversation was very tentative.
Then I said, Heather, this morning isn t nearly as lovely as you were getting yourself off, the other day.
Heather blushed before looking into my eyes and saying, OMG! I m so embarrassed that you saw me doing that.
No need to be embarrassed, I replied.
We do what we need to do when we need to do it.
I enjoyed watching and hearing you, Heather.
It made my day.
She reached across the fence, took my hand, winked, and said, Seeing you made my day too.
I got so worked up I thought I would die if I didn t pleasure myself and have a wonderful orgasm.
I was just out sunbathing when I saw you jerking off and I knew immediately that I had to jill myself then and there No way I could wait until I went back in the house.
I asked her what was so exciting about seeing me.
She said that when I shot my ropes of cum and it floated on the surface of the water like icebergs that was all she could stand, without pleasuring her pussy.
They looked like they could have sunk the Titanic, she said.
What I saw you squirt looked like the Titanic could have floated safely in it, I replied.
By this time, Heather and I were comfortable talking about what took place, a couple of days earlier.
I asked her how often she masturbated.
She said that Tim was a great sex partner, but when he was away at work, or somewhere else, she got so hot at times that she just had to take things into her own hands, and that when she saw me jacking off, was one of those times.
She said she enjoyed sex, even if she had to enjoy it alone.
I looked straight into Heather s eyes, and said, As long as I m here you need not enjoy sex alone.
I won t fuck you because I respect both you and Tim too much to do that, but if you want to enjoy some mutual masturbation sessions with me, I m here for you anytime you need me.
She reached across the fence with one hand, pulled my head toward hers, kissed me squarely on my lips, and said, “I know now…
And I may be asking you to help me soon And often.
Where s Tim now? I asked.
He s down on the property he hunts deer on, planting food plots for the deer, she responded.
Heather, how long do you think he will be down there? Until it s too dark to work, I suspect.
Are you horny now? Hell yes!! Are you? You re damned tootin I am, Heather.
Maybe we should do something to have release from our horniness, she eagerly responded.
What would you suggest? I asked hoarsely.
Well, we could masturbate singly, or we could masturbate together perhaps pleasure one another.
What do you think? My place or yours? I asked.
I d like to come skinny-dippin with you in your pool and we could do whatever we want to do to pleasure ourselves or pleasure one another.
If you re agreeable to that? Heather said, as she stuck her head across the fence, kissed me more passionately than before, plunging her tongue between my lips and dancing it on my tongue.
I reached across the fence and grasped one of her breasts gently, tweaked its rigid throbbing nipple, and said, Come one over, Hon and cum with me.
Continue reading Swimming Pool Surprise
First MFM Threesome with some married friends
First MFM Threesome with some married friends View Author’s Copyright Information I met these people through friends I played with regularly.
She was 32 at the time and he was 35.
They had a couple of kids and lived in a quiet neighborhood in a little town that was not far from Athens.
We talked online and on webcam and decided to meet.
Rachel had long, curly, dirty blonde hair.
You never would have guessed that she had three kids.
She had wonderful, perky tits, somewhere between an A and B cup.
Dan was tall and goofy, but a hell of a lot of fun to hang out with and I loved making beer runs with him to the store down the street.
He never got tired of people asking him what we were doing out so late in shorts and flip flops with no shirts on and replying, “We’ve been taking turns fucking my wife and we had to get more fuel to last till dawn.” I loved this guy.
He wasn’t much to look at, and Rachel was a little above average in the looks department, but their personalities more than made up for it, and they were great together.
The first time I went down there, I arrived at about 11 on a Friday night.
Dan invited me in and said that Rachel was in the shower getting ready for me, so we sat around and watched ESPN and had some beers.
Dan told me that Rachel was a little shy and he did not want me to be surprised.
I told him it was not a problem.
Rachel came out from the bedroom in a thin t-shirt that went down to her thighs.
Her legs looked fantastic and my mouth began to water thinking about eating her pussy.
We decided to play strip poker to break the ice and gathered around the table, Dan to my left at the head of the table, and Rachel directly across from me.
First hand was dealt and Rachel won.
Dan and I lost our shirts.
Second hand is dealt and Rachel won again.
Now my shorts were off, and I had nothing else on underneath.
About three seconds after, I sat back down.
Rachel’s foot was in my lap, toying with my dick.
Third hand was dealt and Dan won.
Rachel lost her shirt, all she had on.
She sat there and Dan moved to start sucking on her tits.
I got up and walked around the table.
As soon as I got close enough, she reached out to stroke my already throbbing cock and licked the tip, tasting my precum.
I bent over and worked her left tit over while Dan played with her right one.
I reached down and Dan and I fingered her together.
She told us she was wet as hell and was making a mess out of the chair, so we moved over to the living room.
I sat down on the couch and Rachel straddled me, facing me and putting her tits in my mouth, moving side to side to alternate.
She moved up and down on my cock as Dan came up behind the couch.
She leaned forward to suck his cock while I was deep inside her.
Dan came in no time flat, and she swallowed every drop of his cum without slowing down a bit.
Dan then wandered around to the side of the couch we were on, beer in hand, and slid his cock inside Rachel’s ass while she took me inside her pussy.
She was taking both our cocks inside her at the same time, whispering in my ear and kissing me while telling me how much she loved knowing my cock was in her pussy and her husband’s was in her ass.
She told me nothing made her cum like being double penetrated and she was not kidding.
Her orgasm bordered on violent.
Soon she wanted to get up, and she laid back on the couch with her ass on the edge, lying on her back an holding her legs together straight up in the air and locked together at the ankles.
She spread her ass apart and told me to fuck her in the ass and to cum inside her.
The entire time I was fucking her she was telling me how badly she wanted to feel my cum inside her, although her voice was a little muffled from Dan fucking her face mercilessly.
She shook as she came, her ass gripping down on my cock and begging me to shoot my load inside her.
I pulled out, ripped my condom off, and shot a hot, sticky load down into her gaping, open asshole.
Dan took his cock out of Rachel’s mouth and started fucking her pussy and came again, also pulling out and shooting his load into her ass.
She thanked us both and then sat on the floor, rubbing her pussy and ass and tasting her fingers while our cum dripped out of her.
After about 30 minutes she was ready for more, and bent over on the floor and told me to fuck her from behind and pull her hair.
I told her “no” and walked around in front of her, grabbed her hair and intertwined my fingers in it and put my cock in her mouth.
I pushed deep into her throat until she gagged and then I started pushing and pulling, slowly at first and then quicker, listening to the wet sound of my cock fucking her mouth and her gagging when I got as deep as I could.
Dan got behind her and started fucking her doggystyle again.
With each thrust, he pushed into her forced her that much deeper down the shaft of my dick.
Dan came inside her while she was choking on my cock.
She reached back to feel it ooze out of her and rub it into her pussy.
By the time I came in her mouth, there was a huge pool of spit on the floor directly under her chin from gagging so much.
Her mouth was like heaven to cum inside.
She could tell exactly when I was about to blow and sucked as hard as she could while I coated her tongue in hot cum.
She collapsed in a heap and leaned her head on my shoulder and told me how great my cum tasted.
Then she got up and we went outside, nude.
We had a cigarette together, her sitting on my lap and caressing my dick.
She went inside and said goodnight and thanked me for giving her a great fuck.
I left soon after and Dan and I made plans for me to surprise her the next week.
Loving a stranger
Loving a stranger Personal Story meeting an married woman View Author’s Copyright Information I know a can’t have you Looking into your eyes shining blue To me this is all new Wish I could tell my crew Sworn to secrecy Felt like sorcercy Sealing my lips With your lips below your hips I hear you gasping for air In the depths of your lair Your body steaming next to mine It’s time for me to shine I look into your eyes Thats got me mesmerised In the back of our beautiful minds we both have ties Til death do us part We sink in to each others arms Listen to each others charms Loving a stranger in my arms
The Cyber Cavalier
The Cyber Cavalier Thoughts of a Cyber Cavalier View Author’s Copyright Information I m the Cyber Cavalier leaping in the atmosphere lusting after all the lasses and as many piece of asses as I flit from there to here– a Cyber Cavalier.
Sometimes I like to linger as I tease one with my finger.
Others, I give fits As I lick their luscious tits, but I m not one who hovers when I search for on line lovers or care about a tear– I m a Cyber Cavalier.
I show my sex appeal pretending it s all real, taking lovers without shame never giving them my name or giving them my heart as I keep them all apart saying what they want to hear– I m a Cyber Cavalier.
I never think I m cheating when I have a cyber meeting, but sometimes I m amused when I find myself confused and wonder what I m doing or who it is I m screwing when I suddenly appear a Cyber Cavalier.
I have to admit its tiring when I find myself perspiring not wanting to get caught by the lover who has thought I was hers and hers alone, not wanting to be known I call so many dear– a Cyber Cavalier.
It s not that it s a calling doing all this on-line balling.
I guess I like romance and so I take the chance that in this life above I won t find myself in love.
Although it was nice being close once or twice.
It s hard to be that near when you re a Cyber Cavalier.
But sometimes I have toyed with the thought there s a void that makes me seek on line a lover to make mine, and think I m having fun taking lovers one by one tempting fate without fear a Cyber Cavalier.
I know I m elusive and completely non-exclusive.
It s just the game I play What else is there to say? But there are times I m lying when I think it s satisfying, times I shed a tear as a Cyber Cavalier.
And know what I am missing with imaginary kissing, wanting someone who is real someone I can feel, someone I can know there s nowhere else to go someone so dear I won t be a cavalier.