Jim’s teenage daughter part 6
After two days of camping, Jim, his gorgeous daughter Jennifer and his lovely niece Sara came back home a little smelly for there was no real bath at the cabin site.
Sure, there was the pond, but they needed real bathing badly.
Jim didn t mind the scent of the girls but he knew they wanted to smell so nice and girly.
Honey, we re home, Jim yelled at his wife Heather.
I m up here in bed Jim.
Sicker than a dog! I think I got the flu from my damn sister.
Lucky Sara stayed with us or she might have gotten it too, Heather replied.
Jim went up to see his wife and she looked rotten.
Oh, baby, can I get you anything? he said.
I m OK honey.
Just need some sleep.
The doctor gave me some pills and they really knock me out.
Did you and the girls have fun in the mountains? she asked.
Sure did baby, we hiked and swam in a crystal clear pond and everything.
The girls loved it, Jim said.
That was nice of you to bring them up there.
I was dead these last two days.
OK, honey, I think I ll take a nap.
These pills are pretty strong.
Alright, sweetie.
You just rest.
The girls and I will be fine.
I ll order pizza or something, and just after he finished his sentence, his wife fell into deep in sleep.
So Jim took off his dirty clothes and went to take a shower down the hall, but before he opened the door he heard the water running.
The girls beat me too it; maybe I can join in, he thought.
Quietly, he opened the door and could see through the frosted glass of the shower door that there was only one girl in there.
He could make out that the color of her hair was brown: Sara.
This was her last full day staying with them because she was going to go back to her house the next day.
Jim had to make it count.
He pulled open the shower door as Sara was shaving her pussy and she dropped the razor in surprise.
You almost made me cut myself, she said.
How would that make you feel? Jim stepped into the large two person shower as she feigned a frown but picked up the razor from the shower floor and resumed shaving.
Sara carefully and slowly shaved her lovely soft white outer pussy lips with precision, careful not to knick anything.
She then lathered in between her ass cheeks and pulled the razor along the insides of her crack, carefully avoiding her beautiful puckered asshole.
Almost done, pervert, she said.
Jim loved her teasing him and responded, well, hurry up you little slut, I feel a hard-on coming.
Fuck you, she replied.
That s the idea, Jim shot back.
She ignored him and lathered up her left arm pit.
With a few meticulous swipes of the blade she made short work of her pit, making it silky smooth.
Then she did the same with the right and said, All done! What about your legs? Jim asked.
Already done them you slow poke; before you got here, she replied.
Now I gotta take a piss though so let me out.
Take it in here, you little slut.
Piss on me and give me a golden shower.
You are a fuckin pervert, she laughed, Ok, kneel down perv.
He did so and she took her first two fingers and spread her hairless outer pussy lips.
She arched her back slightly and pointed her piss hole to Jim s face.
Sara let go her bladder and a stream of steaming piss hit Jim square in his left eye, then she twisted her hip and hit him all over his face and into his mouth.
Jim loved the sensation of his lovely niece s hot urine shooting on his face.
She must have been pent up for a while because she pissed and pissed for a full minute until it started dribbling out of her urethra and onto her pink hole.
Jim licked her pussy clean and stuck his tongue deep into her pink inner lips.
Jim was so hard now that he got off his knees, grabbed his cock and started rubbing it up and down on Sara s clean smooth wet slit.
He teased her clit with the head of his cock a few times, went lower and pushed himself past her outer labia lips and into her warm pink tunnel.
Her fourteen-year-old vagina squeezed against his penetration but he thrust his entire length into her smoothly.
He thrust into her repeatedly until he was almost going to cum, but he pulled out instead.
There was another hole he had to ravish.
He took the can of shaving cream that Sara had been using and pressed out a handful.
Jim took it and lathered up Sara s lovely round ass then stuck a couple of soapy fingers into her delicate shit hole.
He squirted out more foam and rubbed it inside her, cleaning her colon out.
I m going to get you real clean up there in your shitter before I stick my dick in there you dirty slut, he said to her.
She moaned with delight as he inserted his fingers into her filthy hole and toyed with her asshole.
When he was satisfied that Sara s colon was clean enough, Jim took his cock and guided it up and down the crack of her fabulous ass.
He touched his cock head to her puckered intestinal entrance and gently pushed his erection in.
His bulbous head popped past her tight little anus and into her deep dark rectal tunnel.
Jim had done a good job of lubricating his little slutty niece and she had only a few tears in her eyes as he started thrusting into her tight ass.
He knew he was hurting her, but it was for her own good, he thought to himself.
He nudged her forward more so she was bent over.
Then Jim took his cock out of her ass, moved it down and put it again into her tight pussy.
This time he could feel her muscles contract as she had her orgasms.
Jim thrust himself hard and deep for several minutes and then exploded spurt after spurt of hot cum in her petite teenage body.
She came with him and moaned with pleasure.
He pulled out of her tight slit and a gusher of his cum mingled with her young pussy juices dripped to the floor.
Jim kissed her deeply and was sad that this was probably the last fucking for a while because she was going back to her home tomorrow morning.
The next day, Jim had to drive Sara back home to her mother s house because Heather was still pretty sick with the flu.
It was only a two hour drive and any time with Sara was good time.
She was wearing a shear white top so you could see her bra outline and hot pink shorts that looked like they were painted on.
Her labia lips were clearly visible and she was more than happy with that.
A true slut, Jim thought to himself.
So off they drove and in no time Sara had her hand on Jim s knee and his hand on her soft smooth thigh.
Sara soon moved from his knee to his crotch and quickly unbuckled his belt.
Then with a quick flicker of her nimble fingers, she undid his pants button and unzipped him.
His hand had gone up her thigh and was now feeling her silky panties.
Jim s cock was beginning to grow as Sara pulled it out from his pants and started licking his cock head and shaft.
He looked down and noticed he was going eighty miles-per-hour! Better slow the fuck down, he quickly though, I really don t want to get stopped by a cop with an eighth grader blowing him.
So he let off the gas and enjoyed Sara s delicate licking and sucking.
She felt to him like a pro and before long he couldn t resist anymore and blew his whole load of semen into her mouth.
Sara was caught off guard by his sudden orgasm and his hot cum hit the back of her throat so hard that she choked with its force.
Some of his sperm went directly down her gasping throat and the rest of his spurts filled up her little teenage mouth.
She opened up wide to show Jim that her mouth was full of his cum then with a big gulp, swallowed it whole.
Jim was proud of his little whore niece and kissed her.
They were getting close to their destination and Jim zipped up his pants and made sure there were no cum stains on his pants or on Sara s shirt.
Apparently, she did a good job in swallowing every drop of his ejaculation and they were both spotless.
They pulled up into Sara s mother s driveway and got out.
Sara s mother, Abby, came out and greeted them.
She looked exactly like Sara plus about twenty years but still had a thin fit body of a woman ten years younger.
Abby knew that she was still hot and made no secret of it.
She had been divorced for about eight years now, and still wanted the men to notice her; and they did, including Jim.
Abby greeted them with just a bright yellow, very tight and very small bikini on.
She obviously had been swimming and her hardened nipples were clearly outlined on her wet top.
Just came from the pool out back, she said as she greeted them.
Hey Jim, it s so hot out, why don t you join Sara and me for a cool swim? Oh yes Uncle Jim, stay awhile won t you? Please? Sara begged.
But I didn t bring a swim suit, Jim said.
That s ok Jimmy, we have a tall fence, and clothing is only an option here, she said with a wink.
And with that, Jim followed his nearly naked sister-in-law and lovely slutty niece to the pool.
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Doug’s College Misadventures Pt2 – Virgin Territory
I just discovered a new thing for me.
I knew I liked the high school girls, and of course the fresh off the books freshman every year in college, but this was a whole new experience.
The chick Natalie I was seeing had me over to her house for dinner with her folks.
Yes I m not always a deviant! I look and act good enough to take home to your parents.
Anyhow Natalie was a smoking hot brunette, Sophomore, who we hooked up a few times, nothing special but she was good to have around on lonely nights.
So anyhow she begged me to come to family dinner and I obliged.
A home cooked meal is hard to come by.
Anyhow, the meal was good but who I met there was even better.
Natalie had an 11 year old sister Natasha.
Almost a spitting image of Natalie with long brown silky hair, just budding breasts promising the full C s Natalie already had.
I innocently flirted with Natasha through dinner, pretending she was going to be my girlfriend because Nat was so mean.
Everyone laughed.
I had ulterior motives.
Few weeks after that dinner, I kinda hinted around for another and Natalie who now though we were an item, was thrilled.
Her parents had loved me (of course) and were thrilled she was seeing someone so nice and sensible.
(Didn t hurt I drive a BMW right?).
This time I made sure to get a few minutes alone with Natasha while seeking out the bathroom.
I passed by her open door where she was on her bed reading.
I made some small talk with her and gave her a brotherly chuck under the chin on my way out.
I was sure she had a crush on me.
I waited another week or so then on Wednesday, when I didn t have a class until 530 that night, I drove through Natalies parent s neighborhood that morning and found Natasha on her way to school.
I pulled up beside her and asked her if she wanted a ride.
She was thrilled of course, to pull up in a BMW at her middle school with a handsome guy like me! (Yes I know conceited, but this is what I was hoping).
After a block or two I asked Natasha if she wouldn t prefer just ditching school and hanging with me that day, I had nothing better to do and Natalie was in classes all day.
She seemed hesitant and I assured her if she were caught, I d take all the blame.
She agreed.
I swung past Mcdonalds and got some breakfast sandwiches and headed towards the lake.
This time of year the weather was mild enough to sit on the beach, but vacant enough to allow us the privacy I was hoping for.
Natasha was surprisingly funny and a bit catty towards her sister.Not the shy thing I had imagined her to be.
I complimented her and told her how I thought she was much more beautiful than her sister, she blushed.
Finally we reached the lake about 40 mins out of town.
I asked her to walk down on the beach with me, I grabbed a blanket and cooler of wine coolers I had in the trunk and we walked down.I gave her a wine cooler and she only sipped it, I drank about half of mine and smiled.
We talked about small things, what exactly I don t know I was too turned on to really commit the conversation to memory.
I encouraged her to drink a bit more assuring her it wasn t very alcoholic at all, and she did.
Shortly she was through her first wine cooler and I had opened another for her.
I initiated a tickle fight.
She was screaming for me to stop threatening to pee herself, So I stopped and told her she could relieve herself back behind the brush.
As she went back I dusted myself off as well and went a little ways down.
I knew as soon as she looked up she would see me clearly, but I still removed my semi hard cock from my pants and started to pee.
Even after I was finished I gave it a few strokes just for a reason to keep it out.
I knew before I looked up she was watching me.
I felt the heat of it on my neck , my cock responded, getting hard.I swung my head around Jesus Natasha! I tried to shove my dick in my pants, pretending to fumble a bit.
She ran back to the blanket.
I walked back with a smile on myface it was all working out.
When I got back she was sitting with her knees up and her head buried in her lap.
Natasha, I m sorry you saw that..
don t be embarrassed honey.
I m the one who should be She was crying softly..
but she whispered why you weren t spying I was Natasha, sweety, it s okay.
I m embarrassed because, well couldn t you tell I was hard? she pulled her head up ,tears streaked her face What do you mean? .
I moved closer to her and pulled her into me, I smelled her fresh sunkissed hair.
Natasha, my penis was hard, I was turned on, and I m sorry you had to see that she looked at me with question in her eyes, I knew she couldn t ask but wanted to know.
I smiled at her , I kissed her softly on the cheeks.
I was turned on by being with you sweet girl, and I know I shouldn t be, but I was.
I kissed her again on the cheek and then moved to cover her small pink pouty lips with mine and kissed her softly on them.
I felt her tremble and pulled away No , Im sorry Natasha, its too far, you re too young Im seeing your sister..
but I can t..
help it..
you re so I looked into her eyes and whispered stunning .
I knew I had her at that point.
She wanted to be loved, and who else but her sisters older handsome boyfriend who preferred HER over her sister! Its..
its okay Doug she said quietly.
I..
I didn t mind seeing it I looked at her no? she responded No I liked seeing it actually..
it looks I kissed her on the lips then softly, because girls that age don t know of tongue thrusting passion.
I felt her pulse quicken.
Natasha, darling its more than I could ever ask, but its painful to be..
turned on like this..
do you think you would want to help me? she nodded.
I moved back a little and took my cock from my pants..
all you have to do is wrap your hand around it and move it up and down she did so with a firm confident grip.
I let her pleasure me there on the beach of the lake side by side.
It didn t take long watching that small soft hand work my shaft, before I exploded all over her hand, a bit on my pants too.
She jerked her hand away frightened.
I apologized and cleaned her hand up with the edge of the towel we were sitting on.
I put myself back in place and pulled her close and thanked her while kssing her hair.
I offered her another wine cooler which she gladly took and swigged.
After a few minutes of not saying anything she got up and walked to the waters edge.
I used that opportunity to slip a bit of my party favor into her drink.
Just a bit, I didn t need her passed out, just more relaxed.
It was nearing 10 am, we would have to head back to the city in just a few short hours.
When she came back we joked and laughed and I encouraged her to finish her wine cooler.
I kissed her soft and slowly and cuddled her.
As she relaxed I started petting her belly, and budding breasts and then up her skirt over her adorable pink panties.
I was surprised at how malleable she was.
Guess the booze and seconal was a bad call.
But she was still lucid.
I made short work of having her undressed and layed her down on the blanet.
I stood up and looked down at my sweet young angel, her pussy was a soft bare swollen mound.
Her belly flat, her breasts were budding puffy perfection.
I stripped down myself.
And crawled down between her legs.
She said nothing.
I said nothing.
I spread her long thin legs and started kissing her mound, slowly I dipped my tongue between the tightly closed lips of her young vagina.
She tasted clean, She wasn t really wet.
Not sure if girls this age got wet, but I slowly and gently nippled and licked her pussy until she was panting and her sweet virgin hole glistened.
I moved up and worked on her breasts and then kissed her softly.
I rolled beside her Natasha sweety are you ready to be a woman? she looked up at me with those soft brown eyes, hazed with drink and drug and nodded.
It will hurt but it s okay im just going to ease you open a bit with my fingers because I m a man honey and I don t want to rip you she just lay there her knees spread and I slipped my hand down between them into the creamy folds of her labia and fished one finger slowly inside her.
Her pussy was warm hot wet and incredibly tight.
I wasn t sure this was going to happen today.
But I took my time and worked her softly..
wetting my fingers now and again to keep things going.
Soon I had two fingers in her and she seemed to be opening like a flower to me.
So I got between her legs, pushed her knees back spreading her pussy open for me, I positioned my shaft at her entrance and started to push in, slowly.
She cried out and I stopped.
I told her she has to be a big girl, she nodded, her glazed eyes looking deep into mine.
And I held her gaze as I again attempted to stretch her open.
It took several tries but I finally was able to force my head into her opening.
She was wimpering and tears were running out the sides of her eyes.
I spread her legs and laid down almost on top of her and kissed her tears.
I m sorry honey it will feel better soon I promise and with that I pushed myself into her, past her hymen I felt it snap against my penis head .
I held myself deep in her for a few seconds, feeling her pussy stretch to accommodate my size, she was squirming underneath me , her screams were loud.
There was no one around.
I started to move within her, her screams stopped and turned to just sobs and hiccups.
I talked to her then as I thrusted myself in and out of her tight hole.
I told her she was beautiful and a true woman and how she made me feel so good.
She felt like tight velvet around my cock, I couldn t last long and felt myself explode and I yelled out in triumph as I unloaded within her.
It was a while before I moved, before either of us said anything.
I used sweet soft words but she rolled onto her side crying.
I walked down to the water and cleaned the blood and semen from my penis.
I came back with a small towel I had packed, wet with lake water, and slowly , carefully and gently cleaned her vagina.
She was drowsy.
Again I shouldn t have mixed the seconal and booze with her, she s too young.
Even though I gave her very little.
I curled around her, our naked forms heated by the sun.
I dozed and woke about 30 mins later.
She was up and watching me.
She had redressed and sat with her arms wrapped around her knees.
I smiled, she smiled back.
I leaned up and kissed her.
She kissed me back.
My cock jumped when I felt her little tongue dart into my mouth.
I looked shocked and she giggled.
I looked down, and so did she.
I was hard again.
She looked a bit worried but I kissed her again.
This time our tongues entangled and I had her panties off her in seconds.
I was between her thighs and pushing into her before I knew even what I was doing.
She cried out she was swollen and sore, her pussy impossibly tight, but I had no care, I was passion driven, her young 11 year old pussy was intoxicating.
I drove deep into her, then rolled onto my back.
Her straddled on top I yanked off her shirt and skirt, hoping I didn t do any irretrievable damage to the clothing.
I grabbed her bare thin hips and guided her back onto my shaft, pulling her slowly and steady down onto until I was buried deep in her pussy she looked in pain, and I just rocked her hips back and forth on my shaft with my hands.
I knew her little clit was rubbing and I felt her pussy loosen a bit.
I rocked her faster.
It worked, soon I helped her work up and down on my shaft, each thrust up into her tight pussy harder, until she was riding me with her tight little pussy her puffy breasts jiggling a bit I sat up and took her breast into my mouth sucking hard and exploded in her again.
I held her down on my cock until I had fully unleashed in her and had gone soft.
And then I stood still locked within her and walked down to the shore line.I walked into the brisk cold waters with her like that.
I pulled out and helped her wash up and washed myself up.
A Glance at my watch said 130..
I had to high tale it back to get her back in time.
We walked hand in hand back to the blanket, dried off and dressed.
Barely a word passed.
We got in the car and I sped back to the city, music playing, and sweet glances between us two.
I can t believe I just fucked an 11 year old TWICE.
Her pussy was so tight and sweet.
I held her hand and kissed her softly a few blocks from her house.
I watched her get out and walk toward her house.
Her clothes disheveled the skirt a bit ripped I know at the waist.
I wasn t worried, she wouldn t rat on me, she was decidedly in love with me.
I wasn t done with her yet either.
I had to make it back on campus , I was going to blow off my evening class, but I wanted to meet up with Natalie.
How fucking hot would it be to nail the 11 year old sister AND 19 year old sister in the same day.
Fuck yea! As I thought about it my dick got hard again, Think Ill take Natalie s ass hole virginity tonight, since I took her sisters sweet pussy V today.
Skinny Dipping in the Deep End
Skinny Dipping in the Deep End His knuckle in my anus was so exciting that I had to squeeze my pussy lips to keep from squirting.
View Author’s Copyright Information SKINNY DIPPING IN THE DEEP END My sister Ivana and I look so much alike that a lot of people think we are identical twins.
My name is Natasha and I am already 16 years old.
My sister is 18 months older than me but I am a little bigger and everyone tells us that I look older.
We have the same straight blonde hair but I like to wear mine always upswept in a bun or in a ponytail.
Ivana lets her long blonde hair swing with the breeze and always seems to be enticing it to flow in waves framing her beautiful face with a blonde halo.
If you look real close you can see that my nose is a bit crooked and bent to the left.
That was the result of Tommy Jones walloping me with his stupid fire-truck when I wasn t looking.
We were down in Disney doing the typical Disney stuff.
Our dad was still overseas but our mom was buddy-buddy all of a sudden with Aunt Ruth and her dopey adopted son Harry.
I just couldn t stand that Harry.
He was a real dork and I mean with a capitol D.
He had taken to the silly habit of wearing his pants down real low so you could see his jockeys and even the crack of his ass when he bent over.
It was so gross that it almost made me want to upchuck whenever I saw him coming near.
Our day at Disney was nice but the sounds of the shouting kids and the long waits were just not my cup of tea.
When we got back at the villa, Ivana, Harry and I all ran up the stairs to get first dibs on the bathrooms.
Harry being the only guy got a bathroom all to himself and that just did not seem fair.
Ivana and I shared the big walk-in shower and we started washing each other in a well-practiced routine that was almost the same way we did out cheerleading.
We were out of the shower and getting into our bathing suits while mom and Aunt Ruth were just settling into the Jacuzzi with a couple of glasses of wine to wind them down from the day s activities.
The sounds of the laughter and shouts from the pool were like a magnet for the both of us and we made a beeline for the pool.
The dork beat us to the stairs and gave us the finger as he whizzed around the corner of the villa.
It was a pretty big pool and had two main sections, a shallow end for the kids and a deep end for the adults.
Of course, Ivana and I headed right to the deep end because we were both good swimmers.
The dork was in the shallow end because he couldn t even dog paddle his way to the edge of the pool.
There was a group of college boys playing with a small football right next to us and I noticed that we were the only females under 40 in the deep end of the pool.
I watched Ivana get in and out of the pool a couple of times.
First to get her goggles and the next time to check her watch still sitting on the lounge chair.
I knew exactly what she was doing.
The little tart was making sure those 4 boys could see how nicely shaped her bum looked coming wet out of the water.
At the lounge chair she made a big production of bending all the way over at the waist so her thong slid deep into her arse crack.
Then, for good measure, she squatted down and pointed her pretty pussy right in the boy s faces.
I was really cracking up just watching their eyeballs almost fall out of their sockets.
When the little football accidently bounced right in between us, Ivana scooped it up and flipped it to the tall blond boy with the great looking shoulders.
Before long, we were all old buddies, Ivana did most of the talking, like she always did, and I just smiled like I was her idiot twin sister.
I was lying face down on the beach towel on top of the lounge chair and watched my sister allowing a couple of the boys to apply sunscreen to her back and her legs.
One boy was doing her upper shoulders and I could see he was managing to get a good feel of her side tits at the same time.
The other boy was working her calves and kept pushing her legs wide open so he could get a real good view of her pink tinted thong.
We were told all the boy s names but the only name I could remember was Roger.
He was one of my 2 boys.
At least he was paying some attention to me.
The other boy kept looking over at Ivana and I could sense he wanted to be one of those other 2 guys.
I had already declined their offer of putting on sunscreen because I had already taken care of that real good before going out to the pool.
Just to keep things interesting, I told Roger that my swimsuit was sticking right into my butt like there was a pin in the back end of my thong.
He took the hint and started his butt investigation immediately.
His greedy little fingers were under my thong fabric and I could feel his knuckles actually pressing into my tiny pucker hole in his efforts to locate the offending pin or staple.
I didn t pull away or anything because in all honesty the slight penetration of my anus was exceeding exciting and made me want further explorations in my private areas.
The other boy whose name escapes me got the message and slid his inquisitive fingers right under my tummy and started feeling my frontal thong and a good deal of my pussy mound as well.
Fortunately, to the casual observer, it still looked quite innocent even though I was definitely going into a new phase of orgasmic release.
When I looked over at Ivana, I saw she was on her back now and the boys were busy with her chest and her inside legs to give her full protection from the nasty sun.
I was embarrassed when I heard her muffled squeals of satisfaction as the boys gave her a real good workout.
I was a lot more discreet and did not make any noises at all.
However, I was unable to restrain myself from pushing my pussy mound down for finger pleasure and raising my bottom up for some anal explorations.
The sound of my mom s voice calling us broke up the fun and games and we told the boys that we had to go in now because our mom was real strict.
They made us promise to come back out at midnight and join them right there at the deep end to continue our little adventure.
We agreed but I was not so certain we would be able to swing it with tattle-tail Harry watching our every move.
We dried our swim suits and put them back on under the sheets.
We moved down the long hallway without making a single noise when Harry came out of his room and told us to be quiet and follow him.
Harry, what are you doing awake at this hour? I was a little perturbed at the annoying boy even though he was a full year older than my sister.
I know you girls are going to meet those 4 guys from the pool.
Are you guys going to do 2 each or take all 4 of those guys on at the same time? Now I was seriously pissed at Harry.
You little dork; we are just going swimming and having fun.
Maybe even a little skinny dipping under the moon.
Harry laughed and told us those boys were just looking for one thing and it certainly wasn t swimming under the moon.
He joked about how both our moons were going to be jumped by 4 horny college boys.
I guess I knew deep inside he was right but I didn t want to admit it.
He was standing up above us as we huddled on the floor and I could see his thing was sticking out pretty far.
I had never thought of my adopted cousin as having a thing down there but when you are looking up and seeing something like that sticking out so far it kind of changes your perspective.
Suddenly, I found my tight little pussy was getting all hot and bothered and I was ashamed to say my juices were starting up just looking at the annoying boy s tool only scant inches from my face.
In order to gain Harry s cooperation in our midnight excursion, I reached up and grabbed hold of his hard cock and started to stroke it with a steady beat.
He didn t say a single word just opened his bottoms and let me touch his hard cock starting to leak pre-cum with a continuous drip, drip,drip.
I saw Ivana looking at me like I had lost my marbles.
Natasha, he is our cousin.
We can t do anything with him.
It is taboo.
I laughed just pulled a little harder and even leaned forward to give the tip a nice wet kiss.
My saliva was now mixing with Harry s pre-cum in a sticky sort of way.
It made my face connected to his throbbing cock with a long string of sticky goo.
It looked like a spider s web that glistened in the light of the streetlamp coming in his window.
Don t be silly, Ivana.
Harry is adopted and is not Aunt Ruth s actual son.
We are not related at all.
He is just another guy looking to get laid.
Harry patted the top of my head and tried to push my face toward his pulsating man meat.
Ivana was giggling at the scene but I knew she was jealous and really wanted to get her own lips around Harry s thick cock.
As much as I despised my bogus cousin, I allowed him to pull my head forward and opened my mouth to receive him inside.
It was more from the prospect of irritating my sister Ivana rather than to suck Harry s dripping cock.
The nasty boy held my head firmly between his hands and guided me back and forth on his slick stick of pleasure.
I closed my eyes and pretended it was one of the college boys forcing me to take it good whilst on my knees.
I was whimpering pretty good now and the combination of saliva and pre-cum was dribbling down my chin right onto the fluffy white carpet.
Ivana could not stand to be on the sidelines and started to cradle and stroke Harry s balls with her hot little hands.
Her arms and tummy were getting all drenched with our copious liquid overflows but she didn t seem to mind it at all.
Soon Harry started to whine even louder than my pathetic whimpers and he threw his head back like a wild animal.
I could feel him go all stiff and then the first spurts of cum shot forcefully into my throat.
It was so much that I was unable to swallow it all.
The devious little devil must have been saving up all his cum for this degrading use of my poor mouth.
Ivana was splattered all over her face and her chest and tummy with his excess creamy cum.
I had to giggle when I saw her try to wipe it off like it was some kind of dirty stain on her pretty skin.
All of a sudden, Harry was very apologetic and started to treat us both like we were important to him.
It was very strange indeed and I wanted to tell him to keep on being an arsehole because I liked him better that way.
Harry and I cleaned Ivana up like we were two servants tending to her every little need.
It was kind of funny and when I looked him in the face, I could see my amusement mirrored in his eyes.
We whispered to each other like conspirators plotting the overthrow of a government and decided we would all go to the pool for the skinny dipping adventure with the college guys.
Harry promised to mind his manners and not interfere with our interlude with the four boys.
I whispered in his ear that I would reward him after our return.
My cherry goes pop
My cherry goes pop Fake story I like my aunt Sarita and cousin Rahul.
She lost her hubby after Rahul was born.
She was rich and both had a luxurious life.
I used to visit them since childhood and spend my vacation with them.
Rahul was a college student and I had finished my school and awaiting results.
My Aunt looked very beautiful and I could imagine during her younger days, she must have attracted so many youngsters around her.
Rahul too was well built and they were all open and free and fun loving.
I was having a very good time with them.
Sarita, my aunty, was accustomed to embracing me, kissing me and talking about all sort of things freely with me.
So was Rahul and he used to hold my hands, sometimes kiss me and keep looking at me.This time I could feel his eyes on my well developed boobs and his eagerness to hold my hands and press them when ever he got a chance to do so.
He also used to brush with my boobs.
One day after lunch, we all three were sitting on the sofa and watching an adult film.
Sarita pulled my head on her lap and was moving her hands in my hair.
My feet were resting on Rahul’s lap.
Sarita was admiring my body and caressing my face with her hands.
Her hands felt so nice.
While caressing my face she said, “Rahul, see how beautiful Vanita has grown up.
See how sweet she looks.
See her full bosom, see her boobs, they look really so lovely.
Look at her nipples, they have grown so nicely and one can so easily feel them protruding from beneath her blouse.” I was feeling shy but at the same time, I liked her comments too.
Meanwhile Rahul also was slowly caressing my feet and his hands had slowly started moving upwards.
They were now caressing my legs and thighs.
I had nice plump thighs and his hands felt so nice.
Meanwhile the heroine in the film was being slowly exposed by the hero and he had pulled her boobs out and was playing with her boobs.
We were all looking at the heroine being denuded and it was exciting.
I found Sarita was now caressing my boobs.
Her hands felt so nice on my boobs.
She was sometimes pinching my nipples.
I was getting hot.
I could also feel Rahul’s hands moving on my thighs going higher and higher.
They were boldly caressing my thighs and had moved around my panties.
I could clearly feel something stiff and hard poking my legs which were resting in Rahul’s lap.
Sarita asked, “Vanita, are you still a virgin?” I was feeling too shy to reply.
She asked further, “Have you seen and touched an adult cock? Would you like to touch one?” I had engaged in petting and had got fondled a few times by my friends in the school and they had made me touch their stiff cocks but had not lost my cherry.
The hero in the films was now vigourously fonding the heroine’s boobs.
He had removed her skirt and we could see her pussy exposed.
I could feel Rahul’s hands were now almost restless.
He raised my skirt and exposed my legs, thighs and panties.
I was also almost shaking with excitement.
Meanwhile, Sarita held my face in both her hands and started kissing me deep on my lips.
She was sucking my lips and her tongue was trying to enter my mouth.
I was loving all this happening to me and pushed my tongue in her mouth and our tongues were playing with each other.
Meanwhile she had opened my blouse and pulled my boobs out and was playing with them.
Her hands fondling my boobs felt so nice.
She was sometimes pinching my nipples.
She said to Rahul, “Rahul, see how nice her boobs have developed.
See her nipples which have become so stiff.
See how nice they look.
Feel them with your hands….” Rahul quickly moved one of his hands to feel my boobs.
His hand started caressing my boobs along with aunty’s hands.
His other hand had now entered my panties and was freely playing with my wet pussy.
His hands on my rose-bud felt so nice.
Meanwhile he had pulled his stiff hard cock out of his shorts and his cock was rubbing with my feet.
I could feel it pulsating strongly and trying to exert pressure on my feet.
He just caught one of my hands and placed it on his pulsating cock.
The cock was huge, and strong and was trying to pulsate vigourously up and down.
His fingers had already entered my pussy and were moving slowly in and out.
I was not in my senses and my whole body was trembling.
Sarita told Rahul, “Rahul, see how excited she has become.
See how her whole body is shaking.
Why dont you pop her cherry?” Rahul just looked at me.
But my eyes had almost closed and my body was enjoying the sensation of being fondled and caressed in this most intimate manner.
Rahul got up and removed his shorts and placed the tip of his hard cock at the entrance of my wet pussy and slowly started to exert pressure.
Sarita told him to go slow and not to hurry.
She told me that it would hurt a bit in the beginning and things would be alright after that.
Rahul was very slow and I felt the tinge of pain when the devil had entered half way.
Some screaming was coming out of my mouth but Sarita was keeping her right hand on my mouth and with the left she was caressing my boobs.
Rahul finally entered my dripping pussy and slowly started moving in and out.
I was in real heavens.
My whole body was floating.
It was played like a violin.
Sarita encouraged Rahul to give slow, long strokes.
I had never experienced such feeling in my whole life.
After some time his strokes became harder and harder and faster.
He was ramming me and pounding my pussy.
Sarita said, “Rahul, please don;t deposit your cream in her pussy.
Pull your cock out just on verge of squirting.” His pounding my pussy was taking me to heaven and suddenly my whole body was shaking and vibrating.
I could not control it any more.
Sarita was trying to hold me down with all her might but still I was shaking.
I had never experienced such climax in my life.
After some time my body was calming down and Rahul pulled his cock out.
It was still very hard and pulsating up and down.
Sarita aunty held it in her hands and gave it a few strokes and the devil squirted it’s thick white cream all over my exposed body.
A Winter's Tale
A Winter’s Tale View Author’s Copyright Information 6.00am Christmas morning No shadow no reflection here Lying cheek to cheek In your cold embrace…
The music swam around my head as I stared out of the window at the rush of people as they dodged the snow and sleet.
They looked frozen, bedraggled or in some cases downright silly as another gust brought a flurry of snow their way.
I picked up my large cup and put my tongue into the whipped fresh cream on top of the hot chocolate: mmm…
Yummy, as I licked it, slowly tasting its creamy sweetness.
I love you so much you must kill me now The words ring out inside my head and I pick up the phone for the fifteenth time in five minutes; I scowl to myself and, looking out of the window, I see a woman in bright pink wellies and a short black skirt– well, that’s what the sophisticated office girl is wearing these days.
If I were your vampire, certain as the moon…
I feel myself mouth the words as the chorus kicks in and still my phone has not vibrated or rung.
Please, please do something, as I check its signal strength; but no not a murmur.
The ding dong of the door bell distracts me as I see a woman with a pushchair struggling into the shop.
Another lick of the whipped cream as I stare around the caf at the cold and, with one exception, lonely people sheltering from the winter.
The exception is a couple of young-ish girls busy sucking their straws of something as they gossip about the latest conquest or who they want to have at the office.
I hear the beep of a phone and automatically look down at mine even though I know it’s not my ringtone.
‘What a dumb dumb,’ I say to myself.
Hold my hands across your face Because I think our time has come…
And still the music blares out in my earphones as the woman and pushchair find a seat; another distraction and still no phone beep.
Arghhhhhh! I want to scream, Why are you not in contact? You promised you would.
9.30am you said in your last text and it s now 10.05, don’t you know how hard it was getting out of bed that early for me? I switch off a minute as the music takes over my thoughts.
The hole is where the heart is.
We built this tomb together, And I won’t fill it alone.
Beyond the pale Everything is black No turning back The cream is all gone now: no more suggestive tonguing, only the warm sweet chocolate as I swirl it around.
All gone and it s 10.10; I guess you re not coming, for whatever reason.
I push the cup away, gather my things and my thoughts– must use the bathroom before I do anything.
I pick up my phone and, as if by magic, it vibrates.
I feel myself smile with anticipation as I sit back down to read the text.
Two seconds later and the smile is replaced by disappointment.
‘Sorry not going to make it ‘ I turn to face the window and I feel my eyes begin to water; don’t you dare cry, I tell myself, as my heart feels heavy and I get a knotted feeling deep in my stomach.
I was so looking forward to today and all the things you had said we might do or rather the things you said you would do to me.
I focus on the outside world and the funny people walking, slowly or quickly, trying to keep warm and dry from the relentless white wet stuff falling from the sky.
I hear someone close to the table as my cup is dragged across it and onto a tray by a waitress; I catch a glimpse of the rear view as she walks back to the counter.
Blood-stained sheets In the shape of your heart, This is where it starts…
Gathering up my things again I make my way towards the bathroom, avoiding eye contact in case I suddenly burst into tears.
Anger is starting to take over from disappointment: I would have been in my nice warm bed with my naughty thoughts at this present moment, dreaming about your sexy body as I kissed every inch of it……..
Damn you to hell.
This is where it will end, Here comes the moon again…
I narrowly miss an elderly woman coming out as I smash open the bathroom door.
I apologise and try to smile, but I think it came out more as a grimace; bet she’s thinking, miserable bitch.
Do I care? No, not a jot as I shut the cubicle, dump my bag down, knickers down and sit down.
Staring at the door in front I try to read the messages and phone numbers of girls looking for a good time; wonder if any want a student up for fun this morning, your place only? All done, I prepare myself for the walk back to the bus stop, back into the cold, wet, dank, miserable street full of people of the same description.
If I were your vampire, Death waits for no one.
Hold my hands Across your face, Because I think Our time has come I open the door and get the shock of my life– there standing in front of me is you, you re here now– wow.
You push me back into the cubicle; your hand goes across my mouth as I try to speak.
The force of your hand bangs my head on the partition; my earphones fall out.
The bag is thrown on the ground and your other hand grabs mine as I try to reach up.
I see you smile as you put your mouth close to my ear and whisper for me to be quiet.
I nod as you slowly remove my temporary gag; it is replaced by your mouth, the pink glossy lips teasing my lips for a moment, then you kiss me and I feel all warm; deeper and deeper your tongue slips into my eager mouth.
My legs feel ever so wobbly as I catch my breath, your face close to mine.
You smile an impish grin.
Fingers trace patterns over my top, making my nipples rock hard as they get closer and closer to them.
Kissing me again I feel the lips grind into mine, your tongue forcing its way back in.
My mind spins as I become aware of you grabbing my skirt, pulling it up, stroking your fingertips up my thighs as you do it.
Suddenly you re crouching down, kissing the flesh of my thighs; your hands, mouth and lips are everywhere.
I tingle, I ache, I want to squeal with delight as I grab your hair.
You look up at me and I feel your eyes burning into me: I should not have touched you.
I remove them slowly and you smile knowingly.
The pink panties I wore especially for you, that are wet from my juices, are pulled down urgently and you stand back up with them in your hand.
You sniff them deeply before I get another shock as you put them first to my nose and then to my lips.
I get the smell and taste of sex, my sex, as they’re rubbed all over my face, then pushed into my mouth.
I see you smirk at my shock and discomfort.
Your fingers are back at my thighs, this time up and down, getting nearer and nearer to my pussy.
The other hand goes under my top and finds my breasts; you squeeze each one in turn– god that feels so good.
The anticipation of you touching my fleshly lips is too much and I let out a moan.
Then you stop: a sudden click clack of shoes, a door banging– someone is in the next cubicle.
I hold my breath for what seems minutes, only you then take that moment, as I can hear the tinkle of water, to finally rub your finger in the folds of my lips.
My eyes roll and my body shudders.
You leave the lone finger there, nestling in me; you touch my neck lightly with butterfly kisses, waiting for the intruder to finish what seems like the marathon piss championships next door.
She’s gone.
I breathe deeply and you re back all over me once more, fingering my wet slick pussy, kissing my neck and cupping my breast.
This three pronged attack is getting me more and more horny.
Your lips leave my neck and I feel you nibble my earlobe, god I love it when you do that! Then you whisper that I’m a dirty little slut, and two fingers are pushed hard into my aching soaked hole.
You smile and whisper again that my pussy is yours, I nod slowly as I feel another tingle, my pleasure heightened even more by the fingers touching my g-spot, the palm grinding my mound.
I feel the need to cum but at the same time I also want to see what other delights you might have in store for me here in the cubicle.
A loud moan escapes my lips as you insert another finger and I know this will tip me over the edge.
My legs, hips and body are bucking as you finger-fuck me.
I’m hearing slurping sounds; my juices I can feel on my thighs.
I’m trying to say I’m cumming but the panties in my mouth turn it into gibberish: the flood erupts inside me, deep inside me and I shudder hard, my eyes shut tight as I bear down on your hand; over and over, I feel a wave of euphoria which turns into sheer pleasure as I wet your hand still slowly pushing up and down against my slippery pussy.
Not sure how long I was in my own world but suddenly I register a sharp pain: your fingers were still squeezing hard on my right nipple.
I open my eyes, my head on your shoulder.
I relax, your fingers resting on my sex; I move my head and you take a step back, reaching up you pull the panties from my mouth and stuff them into your pocket, your eyes never leaving my face.
Your fingers are wiped across my lips and cheeks, I can taste sex, my sex; I want to suck them but as I open my eager mouth you shake your head and move them out of my reach.
With that you turn and open the door and without a goodbye kiss or a smile you re gone, disappearing as quietly as you came .
Here I am standing against the partition on weak legs, my thighs coated with my juices and minus my knickers.
A few more minutes I savour the feelings of what has happened before I clean myself with some tissue, adjust my clothes and leave the cubicle.
As I’m washing my hands a middle age woman comes into the room and makes her way into the cubicle I had just vacated.
I smirk as I look into the mirror.
All legs, knuckle, knees Head’s blown clean off Your mouth’s paid off Fuck me ’til we know it’s unsafe And we’ll paint Over the evidence Back in the caf , earphones back in MM blasting into my head I make my way to the door past the counter, trying not to look at the girls behind it, in case they give me knowing looks which will make me go even redder than I already feel.
My phone vibrates and pings: I have a text, just when I did not want to draw attention to myself.
It reads: ‘I have left your knickers on the table in the corner’ My head shot round to look across and sure enough there they were.
I knew I had gone beetroot.
I ran from the cafe shop as quick as my legs would go into the freezing cold January day, never daring to look back.
Handling Emil
Handling Emil She has the worst or best job in the world (All characters presented are 18 or older, all participants have given enthusiastic consent, all sizes are completely ridiculous, all sex acts are over-the-top and fantastical.) Handling Emil By Veronica Divine The phone rang once.
I groaned, stirring from dreams as deep as the blue eyes I had been dreaming about.
The phone rang twice.
I sat up and gave the phone two middle fingers.
The phone rang again.
FUCK! I shouted, lunging myself across the silk sheets to pick the damned thing up.
I didn t say hello .
I said, Whoever this is, if this isn t an important call, I m going to drive to your house and slam this phone down RIGHT on your fucking ball sack.
I paused, blinking, and then added, And if this is a woman, I m going to surgically graft a pair to your body somehow to make that possible.
I heard breathing on the other end.
I had scared someone.
I rolled my eyes.
Speak.
I encouraged.
Ms.
Savich.
A quavering male voice finally piped up.
We need you.
It seems there has been a situation.
I rolled my eyes.
Who is she? I asked.
* * * After the weasel little campaign manager had gotten his story out, I jumped up, grabbing one of my specially tailored t-shirts, a thong, and some shorts.
It was a bright, hot day so I added a pair of mirrored sunglasses to the ensemble and some sandals, finishing it all off by tying my dark hair into a simple pony tail.
I paused to look at my reflection and shook my head.
My god I m a hot bitch.
* * * I shifted the throttle hard as my silver corvette hit 120, eyes barely flicking as I passed yet another car.
A cop hit his sirens and was on me.
I stopped quick and glared over my sunglasses as the bastard swaggered up.
Is there a problem, officer? I asked sweetly, pursing my lips a little as I batted my green eyes at him.
You might say that ma am.
I clocked you doing four times the speed limit there.
I ll bet you did.
Guess I must have a pretty good reason, huh? Look ma am, I don t want to I cut him off.
I m Sonia Savich.
You get on your little walkie-talkie and speak to the Chief of police.
He s been briefed.
Then, when you re done cussing yourself out for being such an idiot, you can give me escort.
Assuming you can keep up.
Bye.
I hit the gas again, shifting the stick through several positions as I picked up speed.
* * * The first part of my mission was going to be simple.
I just had to get inside.
I got out of the car and walked quickly, braless breasts threatening to break my tight top with each bounce.
My humongous udders got stares from the crowd that was gathering, mostly reporters, many of whom snapped pictures as I breezed between them, dolling out middle fingers to each and every one of the perverts as I moved.
Finally I reached the two big cops at the door, keeping the reporters out.
Sorry miss.
No one gets in.
Official orders.
One said, putting a hand up as he and his partner shamelessly used their eyes to devour my tits in their top.
I m Sonia Savich.
I m here to address the problem.
The two seemed a little shocked; they had clearly been briefed to wait for me, but one looked to the other slyly as he blurted out, Look miss, we can t let every double-D cup who claims to be Sonia Savitch in here just because she says she is.
For all we know, those are implants.
Double S cups.
I chided.
I breathed heavy sigh, wishing as I often do that I were super strong, or some kind of martial arts badass instead of being good at what I m actually good at.
I couldn t hope to overpower these two fuckwits.
After this incident was done, I d make sure they were forced to eat their badges, starting from their asses and working up.
I will flash you my credentials, if you agree to let me in.
I spat, bobbling my humongous mammories in my palms to entice them.
Good enough for me! Said the one on the left.
I had already lifted my shirt to let them bask in the splendor and glory of my behemoth bombs when the other one spoke up, fighting to keep his eyes in his head.
Not good enough for me.
You could be any busty bitch.
I heard Sonia Savitch could get any man off in one minute.
Get me off like that and I ll let you through.
Greedy Bastard! I thought, mulling it over.
The one on the left whispered to his friend as I did, You fuck! You just want her to see what a big one you re packing! The other sneered back, Sure do.
So what? Jealous? Hell yes.
Muttered the first, hanging his head.
Now I chimed in.
You got your information wrong.
I can t do it in a minute.
He looked disappointed, but seemed to take delight as he started to chastise me.
I knew it, you re not the real Soni I cut him off, taking off my sunglasses so that my bright green eyes could capture his, showing all the seriousness and smolder they could as I spoke.
I can do it in fifteen Seconds.
WH–! He started, but I was already on my knees.
It was on.
1 : My hand glides down the front of his pants, a single motion skillfully unbuttoning his fly and pulling the zipper down before it has begun to tug those pants down.
2: I smirk at the dick that flops out.
His buddy is right, he is a big boy, but even though I m looking at six inches dead soft, I don t look impressed.
And truthfully I m not.
I m used to much bigger.
3 With a skillful motion that can only come with the kind of training some put in to athleticism, I seize and wag his cock, smacking both my own cheeks with it and pressing the head to my pursed lips in a staccato of motion 4 I slurp him in, dick already getting semi hard as my tongue glides around his head and my hands find his hefty, yet forgettable nuts bulging in their hairy sack 5 Skillfully shaping my mouth around his girth, I spit, tagging his nuts with a gobbet of drool that I just as quickly plunge forward to met, his semi-hard cock burrowing into my check as my tongue reclaims the saliva dripping from his dangling sack.
6 As he hardens I let him easy enter my throat, his 11 inches or so threatening to harm a normal girl.
But I am not normal.
7 My throat clamps to his head, making a perfect vacuum seal without even needing my lips.
My isolated throat control is so great that I can ripple it over his cock in hundreds of specific points, an act that is only magnified as I start to bob my head, threatening to pull his cock with me every time I go back.
8.
I make his balls my bitches, soft delicate hands moving to massage and mash them against my drool-covered chin, tongue flicking out past the throated cock to lash away at them.
9.
For the next second I power-swallow, letting my throat muscles ripple on the whole length of him rapidly, nasty glucking noises audible to all.
10.
His eyes were already beginning to glaze over as I went face first into his crotch, this time latching my thick, strong lips to the base of his meat, clamping them into place with such strength that when I pulled my head away again his whole body tried to come with me.
11.
I released the pressure for just a second, a noisy slurp coming from my lips at the same time as a peeled sheen of glistening saliva and precum.
I was giving his cock such a thorough sucking that I m fairly certain some of this mess was just getting vacuumed straight from his balls.
12.
Speaking of those, I could see them tensing and I helped them along with a skillful massage, varnishing his sizeable sack with all the juices running down his cock.
13.
With his man-marbles marinated, I kicked up my pace, hair launching back and forth so fast my pony tail almost cracked like a whip against his thighs.
First came the tell-tale groan .
14.
Then the hangs clenched against my head, the toes could be seeing curling in the shoes, the fat testicles swelling fatter and pulling fast against his member, the groan intensifying into a broken-breath shudder and .
15.
It was an impressive load, sure, but what might have choked your average porn-star was like a sip from a straw to me.
I held his prick deep for the whole thing, feeling his head swell against the interior of my throat.
That was that, time seemed to return to normal.
There you have it.
Fifteen seconds.
I giggled as I looked to the other guard, his pants stained with a massive stain, Oh, and about four for him.
Glad you enjoyed the stud.
I didn t wait for them to give me permission to pass; I just walked past, tits still out, ass swaying for their appreciation in parting.
* * * The building was a symphony hall.
It was a few hours before the concert.
I didn t know all the details, but there were definitely some deductions I could draw about the situation.
The Governor, a strong candidate for being the next president, was expected to be attending the concert.
It is my assumption that his daughter famed for her devotion to the arts and a cellist for her college orchestra had come at this early hour to commiserate with the musicians and director, only to be met by my problem who was clearly up to his usual tricks.
How could I tell the latter? Because of the NOISE.
It was unending, a non-stop stream of grunts, moans, screams, and gibberish half-words.
While this space had been built to magnify sound, no group of instrumentalists could hope to match the sheer level of volume being reached by the loan female tone piercing through the very walls of this place.
NGH NGH NGH NGH AHHHHHHHHH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK ME FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK HUGE NGH GOD SWAT BALLS DAMN DAMN FUCK FUCK DAMN FUCK FUCK! These were the words I could make out as I rounded the corner and opened one of the double-doors.
I m very professional, and time was of the essence, but despite these things I could help but stop and just stare for a moment.
There was a hulking form on the stage, gorgeously layered in thick sheets of muscle, ripples and cavers showing the strength of his back that tapered down to a magnificent pair of magnificent buttocks.
This perfect ass was tensing in one position or another as it thrust and thrust, fast and hard.
A pair of spectacular arms were curled around a pair of long smooth-shaved legs, the latter kicking in random direction at each sturdy thrust.
The most incredible sight of all though, was the humongous nuts, each a sturdy cannonball of densely packed meat.
These slid along the stage or pounded against it mistily with each thrust, a wet smack echoing alongside the hoarse-throated moans.
I shook off my head from being so dazed at the site of him, clearing my throat.
Oblivious, the viciously reaming stud just gouged away.
Even though I couldn t see it from this angle, I knew what she was getting and couldn t help but think she was quite restrained in all her wailing; he d gotten me to be much louder than this before.
Finally I seized my tremendous ta-tas and stepped forward, wrapping my humongous hooters around the sides of his head, making the nipples meet in the front so that his eyes were completely covered.
Guess who? I asked.
Sonia! He exclaimed, though it was muffled beneath titflesh to sound more like Phonna That s right.
I said.
Now you get off the young lady, she s clearly had enough.
Now that I was closer I could see what was going on in front of much better.
The Governor s daughter was perhaps a foot-and-a-half in front of us, impaled on almost that much cock that arched inside her, making her belly swell up with a visible bump.
The lips of her bare little pussy were spread wide, hugging the thick circumference of his dick for dear life as a shiny coat of her glistening juices spilled steadily out around it.
Even with his motion stopped, she seemed to be shuddering through little orgasms.
Aw, I didn t even cum yet! He whined.
I pulled back, withdrawing my tits from him so he would feel their absence.
Emil! Off! Now! I commanded.
His shoulders dropped a little, but he obeyed, slowly pulling inch after inch of cock out of the coed, her whole body sort of shivering with relief when his thick head finally broke free.
She looked as though she might be so gaped open that if I just took a flashlight to her I d be able to see up into her brain.
Poor thing.
We should go home, Emil.
I pleaded.
Emil shook his head, folding his ludicrous arms, their rippling muscles growing a little taut as they folded across his perfect Pecs.
No.
I m not going anywhere until I blow a load.
I ve been walking around with full balls for HOURS, now.
He reached down and cupped his hefty sac.
Even his enormous hands weren t up to the task of fully encasing one of his testicles.
I sighed.
All right Emil.
I ll get you off ONE time.
Then we leave.
Deal? Deal.
He smirked.
Thus would begin the eternal struggle between us.
I, she of unprecedented sexual skill would do my best to get off he, of unsurpassed sexual endurance, before the police would be forced to relent and allow journalists onto the scene.
If that happened, then a man s political career would be destroyed by Emil s gigantic cock.
Speaking of which, I stared at the huge ramrod, half-dipped in snatch-syrup that arched out in front of Emil like a damned telephone pole, and licked my lips hungrily.
Yes it s a pain-in-the-ass having to babysit Emil, making sure that his libido doesn t destabilize society and ruin the world for all the other men out there but it does have its benefits.
Slowly I bent at the waist, flicking my tongue out to slap at just the head of him, slurping it all around, cleaning girl-juice wherever I could find it, taking extra care to get the inside of his cumslit and the crease of his glans, steadying myself with my hands on his hips as I spiraled and licked lower, working his shaft from every angle to thoroughly clean it off.
Finally I pulled back to admire my handiwork; all the juice was replaced with slobber now, his shaft gleaming in a slightly different way.
There, all clean.
I grinned.
Nah-ah, Said Emil, putting his big hands on my shoulders and guiding me to my knees, My balls are totally sweaty.
You re gonna clean those too! Em-ULMPH! I said as he batted his massive scrotum against my face, using one hand he trapped my head from behind by grabbing a fistful of my hair, the other he used to manipulate his huge nuts against me, making sure each part of my face was smeared with his massive balls.
Come on, Sonia, suck em.
Suck my huge nuts! He taunted.
Sometimes I think the only thing Emil likes better than having the world s biggest cock is bragging about it.
But who was I to argue? I Slurped and sucked and snacked, and smacked my lips, feasting and feasting on his fat fuck-buckets.
He responded by starting to buck his hips he was letting the huge orbs swing forward like a pair of demolition balls, bucking a little faster each time as his nads knocked into my horny face.
I knew the game here: He meant to ball-bludgeon me until I was stunned so he could go back to fucking miss tiny-tits over there.
Well I wasn t going to have it.
I stood fast, (well kneeled really) taking the abuse, letting the gigantic cum-boulders have their way with me, head rocking back a little further with each nut-punch.
Finally he pulled back twice as far and abruptly swung forward, the weighty cock-cantaloupes hitting my chin with all their weight.
Here I had miscalculated, for even as I tried to stand my ground, I couldn t beat physics; the sheer size of them and the torque they generated slapping my chin carried me up and onto my back with an abrupt THUD .
I blinked and fought to keep my wits about me before he went back to pussy-punishing the Governor s daughter, but it became clear I didn t need to as he walked over to my face.
A lesser man would need to squat to accomplish what happened next, but Emil just sat down next to my head, one leg above it and the other crooked over my chest.
Now his preposterous ball sack was free to drape out over my face like a big burlap bag, he leaned back on both hands, just smirking arrogantly, so casually you d think he got his big nasty nuts sucked every day.
Well he did.
Usually several times.
But still, he didn t have to be so SMUG about it.
I moaned and whimpered into his sack, really letting him enjoy his moment as I feasted on him, letting gravity carry a huge orb to the back of my throat, the other big ball resting rudely on my chin, bloated and slobbery where it sat.
ULPH! MGULLPH! GLLLLAAGHGHGHL! Was all I could say as the gargantuan gonad ground away in my gullet.
Finally he seemed to need a switch, pulling his huge ball from my mouth he slapped it down right between my eyes, smearing my face with my own deepthroat slobber as he crammed the other one in its place, gigantic ball pressing on every part of my mouth from my tongue to my tonsils.
That s right sweet slutty Sonia choke on it He sneered.
I hate it when he talks to me that way, and yet it makes me endlessly wet at the same time.
Finally he d had enough and pulled out, scooting to position himself at my top, his huge cockhead dicktapping my forehead as he aimed it for my mouth.
Open wide! He commanded, spearing his humongous shaft right inside, impaling my lips and oral cavity, blowing right past both to jam his endless cock-cannon into my throat.
I m good.
I can take a foot long cock to the balls without blinking, but Emil s was no foot long.
I had never encountered anything that was nearly as thick as his absurd rod, my gag reflex began to kick in around inch thirteen or so, my throat convulsing harshly on his shaft.
GLLLLLLLLGHGHGHGHK Was my only retort to his punishment.
Perhaps this was what I really deserved for sleeping in.
Emil s huge paws moved to my tits, the twin fires that always drew him back to me.
I d like to think my unmatched sexual skill, my willingness to be nasty and raunchy, my endurance for fucking, my unmatched capacity to worship a huge cock like Emil s (Though there is no such thing as a cock like his!) meant something, but at the end of the day I know I d never be able to keep him without my SS cups.
My own hands of course were locked under Emil thighs, helpless to do anything but grab at them slightly, unable to preventing his huge nuts from hammering the top of my head as he managed to shove more cock inside me.
His throat-fucking thrusts were so strong and his balls so heavy that each time they swatted the top of my cranium I saw stars a little, throat involuntarily gurgling on his cock each time.
Emil was making a mess of me! Thick nasty sheets of precum and slobber joined the already nut-smeared streaks that coated my face, yet the stud only continued to use me for his selfish pleasure, humping and pumping away, indifferent to the giant puddle of ooze my features were becoming.
Finally he seemed to have enough of my throat, or at least saw something he wanted more.
Emil pulled out, dragging my head off the floor for a moment with the arch of his shaft as it burst free, my lips slapping together in a nasty smack when his glistening head emerged.
Emil scooted up, repositioning himself at my tits, his slobbery scrotum parked right on my face as he whipped his weapon against my wobbling melons.
He ground down, I think deliberately smothering me in sack as he began to smack and slap my breasts around with his behemoth beef bat; only a cock like his could toss my heavy tits around like they were nothing.
Once he had sufficiently tenderized his target he squeezed them together and began to hump away, plowing his enormous dick into my cleavage canyon, fingers tweaking my big hard nipples as he worked.
His balls of course were out of control, bouncing and bashing away at my features, thumping my nose one moment or filling both eyes the next.
They waggled and whomped away on me, keeping me distracted from the sensation of almost three feet of cock angling in and out between my tits.
This is the effect Emil had on me! I could own any sexual situation, except those that had him in them, and then I became nothing more than a fuck doll.
Emil moaned and let go of my chesticles, giving each hefty hooter a cockslap before scooting down even further.
Now he was straddling my torso, balls resting on the tender, swollen pillows that my tits had become as he again maneuvered his heavy cock to a new position, dickhead resting on my clit.
First, he made a sort of vibrator of himself, just grabbing the root of his dick and shaking it ever so slightly, buzzing my little nub with affectionate teasing.
Then he pulled back, thumping his cock down, just little slaps that sent explosions of sensation through my body, making me moan and squirm.
Finally it was the knock-out cockblows, drawing his cock up to a full 90 degree angle and smashing it down, battering my clit like a prisoner.
At this point I was arching my back to meet his hits, begging for it, even leaning up to lick the small of his back to encourage him.
When I did the latter, he lifted it with both hands and brought it down, a resounding wet SMACK echoing in the tiny room.
This sound was followed by my moan, AWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWW! I screamed as I was pushed over the edge, a humongous fantail of pussy juice bursting from inside me.
Finally Emil swung around to face me, still straddling my form.
Well then, Sonia, I d say you re ready.
He smirked.
Now it was time for me to take charge! I had to tire him so thoroughly that he wouldn t get in any more trouble before the Governor s arrival.
That s what they paid me for.
I grabbed Emil by the hand, leading him to sit on the edge of the stage, swing a leg over to face him and slowly sit down on his lap.
I ground against his whole shaft as I went down, coating the endless fuckstick in my nectar as I slid up and down, and clit raking along his whole length for my own shuddery pleasure.
I gave him a deep, probing kiss, my tongue in his mouth, sucking the flavor right out of him.
He broke the kiss to look into my eyes, all sneer and swagger gone as he said, I want you to ride this cock, right the fuck now.
Though his words were commanding, his tone was achingly gentle.
I don t know how to explain it, but there are times when I think Emil s own libido is too big for him, that it scares him.
Of course most of the time this is buried beneath his own man-child-like self-indulgence to sate that libido, but it s there, and I think I m the only one who brings it out of him.
At the end of the day, he doesn t want to scare me away from the sexual monster that he is.
I wrapped my arms around him, grinding my tits into his chest as I spread my legs and abruptly crammed his cock into my pussy, face contorting a little as I struggled to accommodate him.
But I was as wet as autumn, and the only thing coming from my raspy well-fucked throat was little grunts and moans of pure ecstasy.
He groaned, Ooo Sonia, you re soooo tight even though you re dripping take all of this huge fucking cock! I don t know if I CAN.
You re so BIG! SHIT! NGH! I bucked up and down on him, trying to get myself to take just a little more of him, trying impossibly to sit on his lap with him inside me.
He tried to help, putting a hand to the base of his cock he tried to guide it inside me, working every angle.
This gave me shuddering little orgasms, but didn t do much to fit more inside.
I leaned forward and kissed his neck, whispering into his ear, You love having a big cock, don t you? Then I slammed my ass abruptly down, threatening to crush his hand if he didn t get it out of the way, forcing my pussy to take more no matter how much anguish it would cause.
He moaned with me as my ass slapped down, barely able to touch his lap with the impossible shaft deep inside me, the indent of his head visible through my skin where it poked high, far too high, out of my belly.
I was the only woman in the world who could accommodate him this way.
Sort of.
I screamed, HOLD ME DOWN! FUCK I LL BOLT IF YOU DON T HOLD ME DOWN! AUUUUUUUGH YOU RE HUUUUUUUUUGE! OH GOD YOU ARE A GOD AMONG MEN MY GOD FUCK YOU ARE MY HUGE COCKED GOD! He reached beneath me, supporting my ass to lift me a little again, then re-buried himself inside, the sound of my juices bursting out of me almost as loud as my non-stop moans.
It felt like my pussy was dying as its whole insides seemed to want to cream out, thick layers of my juice coating his shaft, dripping from his balls and thighs.
He began to fuck me in earnest now, holding me in place as he sawed in and out.
I learned forward on him for support, face flushing, moaning as the non-stop fucking prolonged the infinite orgasm I seemed to be having, multipeaked, tits bobbling and swaying in their heavy, massive way.
Emil finally lifted me, spinning me and tipping me forward off the edge of the stage, plowing back down and into me in this new position, my face on the carpet as he held me up for his guttural use.
NGAWAHW! STILL SO BIG! I wailed, face squinching as the meaty log spread me, poor gaped pussy still insufficient to handle his massive girth.
He held it inside me a moment, just letting me get used to it before he started to buck his hips, my whole body threatening to spill over if he weren t holding my waist in his strong hands.
He pumped and humped and fucked into me, working my brain and pussy to a new lather, sometimes giving one of my lush asscheeks a meaty spank, at others he leaned down and forward to molest my tits or grab a thick handful of my hair.
It was while he bent my slightly back this way he roared, This is what you want, isn t it Sonia? To be owned like this?! To be my complete slut!? I couldn t argue.
Yes YES YESSSSS OWN ME! MAKE ME YOUR BITCH! YOUR SLUT! YOUR WHORE! YOUR BIG COCK ADDICTED HUGE TITTED BIMBO BITCH BALL SUCKER! ANYTHING YOU WANT AS LONG AS SOMETIMES YOU MAKE ME CUM LIKE THIIIIIIIIIIIS! love you! I love your huge cock! I love your big dangling sweaty balls! I love your nasty mouth! I love how you own me! I don t blush easy but I was blushing now.
I might just be the toughest bitch on earth, and somehow Emil could always make me weak in my knees.
No, not my knees.
My pussy, my brains, my soul; he made me weak everywhere.
As he masterfully fucked me through my bajillionth orgasm, he finally had his own.
What are you gonna do? I shrieked, another climax rocking me to my core s core.
He let his cock do the talking the rod growing impossibly thick as he blasted into my deepest depths, instantly filling then overwhelming my pussy.
The force of his load drove me slowly from his cock to my knees, a fire-hose blast of spooge still shooting from his tip to splatter against my own back-blasting fuckhole.
And this was only his first shot.
His next two were for punishment, each aimed at one cheek of my ass, the massive wads of jizz rolling down my thighs in sheets to leave my hands and knees in nasty puddles.
I slipped and slid, rolling onto my ass to stabilize myself in the shameful pudding beneath me.
He aimed again and fired a massive wad right onto my clit, bursting up into my gaped cunt as the vibration from the many-second blast blew me threw another double-orgasm.
The next two shots were twenty seconds, huge blasts he aimed selfishly at my tits, covering the poor girls in layers and layers of thick ball batter, shelves of it drooling from my hardened nipples and under-boob.
This only served to make me all the hornier and I shuddered, my massive milk-makers wobbling seismically from the impact.
His next long spray hit my throat, threatening my air supply and mingling with the nasty thick mess on my chest.
I almost sobbed in pleasure as he aimed higher yet, plastering my already messy countenance with what seemed a nasty pint of prick pace, I blinked and coughed through it, barely able to stay upright.
Finally he decided to finish it with me, stepping forward and cramming his jaw-stretching head into my face, letting the last few long shots, perhaps a full minute of ball-buckling blasts fire directly into my throat.
I swallowed rapidly, cup after cup of thick nut-nog, but in the end I was overfilled again, my lips and nostrils spewing forth with chowder-thick testicular tartar.
He patted my cheek.
Can I stay and have her again? He asked, referring to the Governor s daughter.
I knew I couldn t keep up, but I could make a demand.
Only if you don t want to ever fuck my tits again.
He stared at my tits, the largest pair of this perfection in the world.
He pouted.
He knew in the end he d always be my bitch.
Let s go home.
Sonia.
He finally relented.
Checkmate.
The Queen always wins.
END
Teasing my tutor
Teasing my tutor Sometimes a girl just has to get what she wants I was in my last year at college.
Although I was studying history and politics, it was English that I was focused on really.
I wanted to get three A levels to take to uni, but I was determined to get an A in English.
I had already surprised my tutors by scoring 50 out of 50 in my spelling test at the induction.
No one had ever got 100 percent before! I was so proud of myself.
I must admit, I had to think twice about separate.
I had this urge to put three Es in there but a little voice told me it was wrong.
I m glad I followed my spelling fairy and not my instincts.
This story isn t about blowing my own trumpet, but about a naughty little interlude just before my final exams.
Cory was a bright, young Irish teacher who, for whatever reason was plunged in the deep end with the crazy bunch that resided in my English group.
We were a little collective of students who had been allowed to read and learn together because we were being held back by the mainstream tutorials.
There was only five of us, three girls and two guys.
I don t know if there was something in the water that year but we were crazy about the language.
I partied hard at weekends with Gemma and Aisha but during the week I absorbed myself in English.
Cory helped us.
He steered us in the right direction when we got stuck.
He gave us help and advice, making sure we used the college resources to their best.
He was clever and he was also hot.
I had only had a couple of experiences with guys, three if you count my blow job in the library.
Shortly after that, I went out with this one guy and after succumbing to his smooth talk, we did it in his car and then back at his house.
It was OK, but I didn t like the way he thought I was his property.
He got angry if another guy looked at me.
I knew pretty quickly that he wasn t my type and I went back to Gemma and her unequivocal affection.
I asked her to forgive me for straying, but she said there was nothing to forgive.
She knew I was bisexual and accepted it.
She was and is my closest friend.
We remained lovers until I went to uni and then inevitably we found other people.
Even now I m with Laura, she is always there for me.
That s true friendship.
Anyway back to the story.
Cory like I said was a bit hot.
He had mousy hair, which always was kind of straggly and he had a permanent stubble as if he had missed a day s shave.
He was perfect.
Masculine without being macho and good-looking without trying.
The first time I saw him, I think I went a bit gooey.
One day he came and sat next to me on the sofa where I was reading by a drinks machine.
I got a gorgeous whiff of his body spray and I wanted to leap on him.
I didn t obviously but I suddenly found it hard to concentrate.
He asked me if I was OK and while I was more than happy, I didn t want him to just wander off.
There was an article about a ship that had run aground.
I had to make something up quickly, to retain his attention.
Yeah Cory, I m glad you re here.
What s the difference between floundered and foundered? I asked.
I knew full well what the difference was, but it was the best I could come up with.
He looked at me quizzically and I wonder even now if I d been rumbled.
Foundered means sunk or stuck on the rocks.
Floundered means it was just in trouble.
Ah OK, that makes sense now, I said, looking into his kind green eyes.
He looked at me and smiled.
His eyes roved downwards, pausing briefly on my boobs, which were squashed inside my yellow pullover and then settled on my legs.
I was in tights and my shortest denim skirt.
He looked me in the eyes again and apart from actually saying, I want to fuck you, his face told me everything.
I had butterflies and I think he was getting a wood on, but he was carrying a sheaf of papers, which strategically hid the vital part.
OK Danielle.
I better be seeing if I can be of any use somewhere else.
OK Cory.
Thanks for clarifying the vocabulary.
I looked up at him as he got to his feet.
I pulled my pullover by the hem, which made my boobs more obvious, as if they had swelled under my top.
He coughed awkwardly and wandered off taking with him my sweetest smile and memories of the best bit of cleavage he would see all day.
Because Cory was young, but a few years older than me and because he was my tutor I felt very naughty contemplating my teenage desires.
I so wanted to feel his hands on my bum.
I craved to look down on his tussled hair as she sucked my breasts.
I knew it was not going to happen, but the thought that it just might well it made me wet.
I wasn t a virgin now.
I had knowledge of boys and girls and I loved to tease.
When I was 16 walking to school in my uniform, I hated it when blokes whistled at me.
I couldn t help it if my bum made my skirt that bit shorter.
Was it my fault that my shirt didn t quite fit because my boobs had exploded since my Mum paid for it? Now though, being 18, I was different.
I didn t have a uniform anymore but I could dress just as teasingly – if not more so.
Whereas the uniform had guidelines – sort of, at college you could wear what you liked.
Well almost.
When I dressed for college on that late spring morning, with the sun bleaching my curtains, I thought solely of Cory.
We had a one on one session in the morning.
It was to go through the essay I had submitted.
I had written about the changing styles in female magazines between 1958 and 2008.
It was a bit saucy to be honest.
I had dwelled a little on the sexy images in monthlies like Cosmopolitan and Vogue.
I hoped he liked it.
I wanted to impress him.
So there I was ready for college.
Showered and sassy.
I had on my skimpiest white panties and my most up-pushing bra.
My dress was short, but not too short.
It was decent but still enough to make the male car drivers sound their horns as I walked the half mile to college.
My white knee socks were mid thigh being only five feet three, but I turned them down so they came to just above my knee.
My hair was fluffy and blew gently in the breeze.
Wow baby! You look hot! Said Gemma in our tutor group that morning.
Thank you! I got my essay debrief with Cor Mr Flaherty.
Hmmm you smell good too! Said Gemma, as she nuzzled my ear at the back of the class.
Do you think he ll notice me? I asked.
Notice you! He ll be drooling baby! Said Gemma.
Ha ha good! I gave Gemma a kiss on the cheek and I went to see Cory in his little office at the far end of college.
I gave myself a last minute check in the girls room, to make sure my socks were exactly level and to make sure I had just the right amount of boobabge on show.
I knocked on his door and waited.
There was the gentle come in from his smooth Irish voice and I turned the handle.
Good morning Danielle! I was He looked at my legs as he spoke and his voice just tailed off as he gradually measured me with his eyes.
Morning Sir.
You were saying? Sir? Why, you know I don t do the formalities Danielle.
Oh yes, I forgot.
I sniggered as he looked into my eyes.
I could see the effort in his face, trying not to look at my breasts.
He lasted a few seconds and then he just had to have a peek.
Sit down then and we ll go through this essay, there s a few His voice went again as I took my seat and crossed my legs.
His gaze was attracted immediately by my legs and the amount of exposed thigh, which was revealed by my short summer dress.
I looked at him and smiled with my eyes.
He continued praise me on my work.
I fumbled with the top button of my dress as he spoke.
I wasn t taking anything in.
I was mesmerised by his lilt and his lovely emerald eyes.
All the time as he summarised my essay he was glancing down to my boobs.
I was starting to feel very, very horny.
It was about time he saw a bit more of me.
It s a bit warm in here? Don t you think? I said.
It s going to be a pearler of a day.
I ll open a window, he said.
As he turned to let some air in I undid the next two buttons of my dress and pulled my hem up, so that sitting as I was, he would actually see my right bum cheek.
He turned and looked at me and did a double take.
It was as if he was trying to work out what had changed.
Was I really showing that much breast before? Could he really see half my ass all of a sudden? Are you OK Cory? I asked.
You ve gone a bit pale.
Yeah..I’m fine.
My young tutor looked distinctly uncomfortable and loosened the top button of his shirt.
It was exactly the reaction I had wanted and it just made me feel even naughtier.
He sat down again and resumed his appraisal of my work.
As he spoke, I listened intently but uncrossed my legs.
I sat with them slightly apart and slid one hand slowly up my left leg.
Cory paused and looked down and then looked at me.
It s OK, I m listening Sir I mean Cory.
He began to speak again, but was totally distracted as my hand disappeared under my dress.
Danielle? He said.
Hmmm ? I said, as my fingers found the damp gusset of my panties.
What are you doing? I m touching myself Sir.
Your voice it s so sexy! Oh gosh! You are too! I opened my legs wider showing him my fingers, which had passed the flimsy cotton and were now working their way into my wet pussy.
Does it turn you on Cory? I said.
Danielle you shouldn t .we shouldn t! I put my finger to my lips to shush him and then I stood up.
His face was like a bunny caught in the headlights as I unfastened the next three buttons on my dress.
I stood right in front of him, my boobs level with his nose and squished my cleavage into his face.
I took his left hand and guided it up the back of my leg.
He groaned as his nose and lips were pressed between my boobs.
I was getting so wet and my pussy ached for a stiff cock.
Danielle we can t do this! He said.
I know! I said, as I slid my dress over my shoulders and unfastened my bra.
My bra slipped forward and I stood before him in nothing but my panties and knee high socks.
I held the back of his head, pawing his brown hair as his lips closed over my nipple.
I moaned plaintively as my pussy began to melt into a pot of runny honey.
His mouth was so gentle.
The way he sucked on my boobs was amazing.
Don t leave this one out Sir, I said as I lifted my other boob to his lips.
As he sucked, his hands stroked my legs and then he felt around the back, squeezing my plum bum cheeks.
He teased them in his palms, stroking the fine cotton of my panties over them and then he began to draw them down.
As he removed my knickers, he slid out of his chair and rubbed his nose into the front of my pubes.
He stroked two fingers between my legs and I heard his breath draw in sharply through his nose.
I m not going till you fuck me Sir, I said, running my fingers through his hair again.
He stood up and locked the door to his office.
I hadn t realised it wasn t locked.
He turned back to me and unbuttoned his cords.
They seemed to fall down his legs in slow motion.
I watched, licking my lips as he pulled his hard on through his striped boxer shorts.
He was circumcised and shiny.
It was only the second cock I had ever seen but it looked perfect to me.
Pink and sleek and as hard as rock.
I bent over his desk and lay my hands flat on the red leather top.
I heard him gasp briefly and then let out a long groan as he slipped his length into my sopping wet pussy.
I gave a little yelp and then covered my mouth to muffle my moans as his cock began to slide back and forth into my hot, slippery cunt.
He was so considerate at first, probing me gently, but as his groans became deeper, he weighed one of my boobs in his hand and thrust harder, pushing me into his desk.
My hands spread out sending papers and stuff flying as I sprawled out, moaning with delight.
I began to pant, wanting to cry out but somehow holding back as he pounded my little pussy.
It was so good and he was fucking me so beautifully, holding my hips so he could bang me into oblivion.
I was holding onto his desk, my boobs squashed onto the cool surface, savouring every thrust of his rampant, hard cock.
I wasn t going to last much longer.
I was so turned on and stuffed my fingers into my mouth as I came.
If I hadn t I knew someone would be knocking on his door! My body popped and jerked with my pre-orgasm, as his gasps and groans grew more fervid.
He was growling and snarling, punctuated by my whimpers as his cock jerked my body against the desk.
I m not exaggerating when I say I was screaming inside as I went into orgasm.
My whole body was one huge spasm and I could feel my pussy trembling.
As I had the most delicious orgasm, I heard the tone of his voice change and then a second later I felt my bum spattered with spurt after spurt of hot man cum.
Oh Danielle! Hmmm yum! What have we done Danielle what have we done! We had sex! I said as I wiped the spunk from my bum.
Will you tell anyone?! He said.
I stood on tip toes and kissed his nose.
Don t be silly Cory! I like you.
Why would I do that! OK well OK.
But it must never happen again! No.
Of course not! I said.
He fucked me three more times before I left college.
Once in his office and twice in his home.
I ve not used his real name for obvious reasons.
I sometimes wonder if he s still teaching.
I hope so.
He was one of the good ones! Oh and if you re wondering about the essay.
I got an A with merit.
Young Sexy help to Build a House
Young Sexy help to Build a House Three teens try to seduce a young home builder Young Sexy Help Building a House by JK John was twenty-five and was beginning a career building houses as a general contractor.
He had inherited enough money from the death of an uncle to cover the cost of the first few houses, so he could really take his time building the houses.
He did most of the exterior work himself and sometimes hired a couple guys to help frame up the walls and roof.
Beyond that he tried to do most of the exterior and much of the interior work himself.
He was an engineer and had an easy way about him that everyone liked.
He was nice looking, with a thin muscular body that made him attractive to the girls.
He had a girlfriend, who was attending college in another state.
Although he called her his girlfriend she was more like a friend with benefits.
He was concentrating on his houses more than his relationship with her.
He was working on his third house in late July and noticed three teenage girls had started using the property as a short cut on their way home from summer school.
For a few weeks they didn t say anything and as long as they stayed out of his way he really didn t care if they took a short cut.
Sometimes they d stop and watch him work, but always from a distance.
They were cute, and kind of sexy for their age which he guessed to be about sixteen or seventeen.
They always wore shorts and either tank tops or tube tops and looked just a bit slutty.
Apparently the teachers at summer school were not too particular about the clothes the kids wore.
One Friday they must have gotten out of school early because they showed just before lunch.
They came to the property and instead of their normal route across the property, they walked up to him and introduced themselves.
Even though they were young they talked pretty trashy and were very flirtatious.
Their names were Kristen, Sage and Susan.
Kristen was a petite girl with really short cut blonde hair.
Sage was a tall, long legged girl with short dark hair and beautiful olive toned skin.
Susan had long auburn hair and wore the most revealing clothing of the three.
Her tight little top displayed breasts that were small but firm and she wasn t wearing a bra, so her nipples were visible through the thin fabric.
Susan boldly asked if John would buy them lunch for which she would give him a special favor .
He thought he d play along although they were too young to be giving him any special favors .
So he asked her what kind of special favor he d get.
Without hesitating she told him she d give him a blow job, then proceeded to describe what she d do and that when he was done she would swallow everything he could give her.
She then walked up to him and pushed her small breasts against his chest.
He wasn t wearing a shirt so she ran her hands down over his chest and down to his crotch.
Although he started to get aroused, he stepped back and told her he d buy them lunch if they helped carry some rolls of insulation into the house, and they could talk about special favors later.
She agreed and they worked for about an hour helping him move the insulation and some other items.
Just after noon, John said it was time for lunch and gave Kristen money to go to a nearby restaurant and pick up sandwiches and some drinks.
It wasn t really hot outside but they had worked up a sweat from carrying the insulation so they went inside the house to get into the shade and wait for Kristen to come back with the food.
Susan sat across from John on a saw horse and John and Sage sat on a stack of plywood.
Sage placed herself tight against John and leaned against his shoulder.
He was wearing cutoff jeans for shorts so their legs were now touching.
He was beginning to get aroused but kept thinking these girls were too young for anything sexual.
Susan broke the silence when she asked if John had a girlfriend.
He told her he had a girlfriend but didn t see her much because she was going to college in another state.
She then asked if he needed help building the house and volunteered to help if he paid them.
She told him they could work after class each day and could work on weekends.
She said they just wanted to have spending money to buy clothes and other things.
He thought it would be nice to have some help so he agreed and told her they could start after lunch.
While Susan was talking, Sage had started stroking John s leg and when Susan finished talking she said she knew what she wanted for lunch, then gave John a sexy grin.
Susan smiled at Sage and told her only if you share .
John asked Sage how old she was, but before she could answer Susan spoke up.
Kristen and I are sixteen and Sage is seventeen .
She then added none of us are virgins .
John thought to himself that they all looked younger.
He laughed and asked, What was the point of telling me you re not virgins? Susan told him, We ve been watching you for a while and were wondering if you could handle all three of us at once.
John said, I think you re a little young for me.
Just then Kristen came in with lunch.
Susan said she was starved as she and Kristen handed out the burgers and fries.
John watched them as they ate lunch.
Sage was good looking and sexy with a beautiful olive tone to her smooth skin, small tits and beautiful slender legs that led to a cute little butt.
Susan had long straight auburn hair and nice tits for her age small but round and firm.
Kristen was the knock out even though the youngest.
Her hair was cut really short and shaped her cute face with soft strands of blond hair.
She was the smallest of the three but had the best body.
She had slender legs that were long for her height, and she too had a cute little butt.
Her face was adorable with large blue eyes and sexy lips.
John thought it s too bad she s the youngest.
Susan had said handle all three of them.
Was she serious? John was beginning to picture the four of them naked and briefly fantasized about sex with them, but then thought again about their ages.
Kristen finished her sandwich and suggested they get to work.
John explained what he wanted done and they started to work.
John was installing siding so he went outside to continue his task.
On one of his trips inside to get nails he heard the girls arguing over some school work they were to be doing.
John interrupted them and asked What s the problem, why are you arguing? Sage told him We have to go to summer school because we re stupid when it comes to science and math, and I don t know if I can pass the class so I can graduate next year and neither do these clowns.
John asked about the classes and explained that he was an engineer and since they were helping him he could help them with the school work.
Kristen said, Yea but you re paying us, and we can t pay you unless we work for free.
John said, I m sure we can work out something.
Maybe you can make payments, and gave Sage one of her sexy smiles back to her.
Sage smiled then walked over to John, and said she d like that.
Susan said she d like that arrangement as well and looked forward to making her payments, then turned and went back to work.
Kristen just smiled and turned back to what she had been doing then followed Susan.
They worked until late afternoon when Kristen said she should be getting home.
Susan agreed and the two of them started to leave.
Susan yelled at Sage, Hey, stupid, we re leaving.
Sage responded, I know the way home, I m going to stay and help John.
John overheard the conversation and told Sage, That s okay, we ve done enough for today.
Sage walked over to John and in a quiet voice said, I want to make my first payment if you don t mind.
John looked surprised and said, You mean, right now? Sage said, Yes, why not? I m horny, and I know that s what you meant, so why not now? Susan and Kristen left, leaving Sage alone with John.
As soon as Sage was sure they d gone she wrapped her arms around John s neck and kissed him.
She then started taking off her shorts revealing a pair of long slender legs.
John watched as she undressed, surprised at how confident and eager she was.
She smiled at him, then removed her panties.
Her youth and her smooth, shaved pussy made her naked body delicious.
John was hard as a rock and thought how sexy she was with her olive skin and ooh those legs.
She then took off her top exposing small but nicely shaped tits.
John was staring at Sage as she walked up to him and kissed him again.
Her lips were soft and warm and as they kissed, he gently lowered her backward onto the stack of plywood.
She lay down and brought her knees up and spread her legs, then put her left hand just above her pussy.
John again marveled at how sexy she was and saw that her vaginal lips were swollen and he could see a little moisture coming from between her folds.
He knelt down and slowly kissed her legs working his way up to her pussy from her calf.
He would kiss her leg then gently bite it then move up a little further and do the same thing.
When he reached her pussy he separated the lips and put his tongue in her, pushing as deep as he could.
As he started moving his tongue back and forth, he heard her catch her breath as his tongue worked its magic.
She was so horny and this guy seemed to know what he was doing…
she was enjoying this.
She felt him lick inside her vagina for a moment then slowly slide his tongue up to her clit.
She let out a small moan as his tongue touched her clit.
She knew she wouldn t be able to hold off her orgasm for long if he kept doing what he was doing.
She felt him begin to lick and suck on her clit.
Sage was going crazy and started to raise her hips up and down as if fucking his tongue.
John inserted a finger and began moving it back and forth as Sage started pushing up higher with her hips, wanting more of his wonderful tongue.
John kept sucking and licking her clit as he worked his finger in her wet pussy.
He could tell by her rapid breathing that she was getting close to her climax already.
Sage loved what he was doing.
She was going to come on his tongue.
She was moving her hips up and down as she fucked his tongue.
As she got close to orgasm she grabbed his hair and told John, I m gonna cum, I can t help it, I m gonna cum I m cumming ahhh!! Sage arched her back and raised her little butt off the plywood, then she pulled her knees together and gently squeezed John s head as her body responded to her orgasm.
She held herself in that tense position for a few minutes enjoying every pulsation of her body then slowly relaxed her body and lowered her hips back to the plywood as she came down from her orgasm.
John continued to lick her clit for a few more minutes then removed his finger and allowed her to totally relax her body.
She stretched out her beautiful legs then moaned a sigh of pleasure, closing her eyes again to enjoy the afterglow.
She was breathing easier when he looked up at her and asked if she enjoyed herself.
She smiled back at him and simply said, Oh, yea.
He moved up her body kissing her abdomen, then her belly, and body as he went.
When he got to her tits he kissed each one gently then continued to her neck.
He pulled away far enough to look at her face and she raised up and kissed him as she wrapped her arms around him.
She smiled again and lay back down.
Are you one of these girls that can have orgasm after orgasm, he asked or do you need to wait for ten or fifteen minutes to go again? She told him she needed to wait and again kissed him, this time warm and long, pulling herself tightly against him.
She hadn t had sex in weeks and she had never had a guy take her all the way by using his tongue.
She loved how he had used his tongue.
She then reached down and pulled down his zipper and said, Now it s your turn, roll on your back so I can suck you off.
To her surprise he stopped her and said Let s not be in a hurry.
That one was for you.
You can do me in a minute but I just want to look at your beautiful body for a little while.” They kissed briefly again and he raised up on one elbow and with one hand, began caressing her by lightly running his fingers along her body.
He started at her shoulder and slowly continued over her left breast, then circled the other one, then let his hand trail down to her belly.
He circled her belly button then came back up to her neck and then, ever so gently caressed her face.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed his touch.
He made light strokes across her eye lids then circled around her eyes and across her forehead then across her cheek.
He then repeated the path again, before he ran his hand down the length of her body then between her legs.
He caressed her vagina for a minute touching her clit as his hand passed over it.
He then continued to her legs.
His light touch sent tingles through her and she felt herself beginning to get excited again.
She opened her eyes, then rolled on her side toward him and pulled herself against him.
She kissed him and whispered, Make love to me.
She surprised herself because normally she would have used the F word to get a guy to do her, but somehow he was so gentle with her that make love sounded better.
He pulled off his shorts and underwear, showing his hard member to her within inches of her face.
Instinctively she grasped his penis and slowly placed her lips on the head.
She then opened her lips and took the head in her mouth, slowly moving her head back and forth, but being careful to take just the head.
He moaned a little as she sucked on him and allowed her to get him to the point where she would taste some of his liquid.
He then pulled away, and moved over her, placing himself between her beautiful legs.
She reached down and guided his cock to her pussy lips, then moved it side to side a little to get some lubrication.
When he felt her warmth, he slowly lowered himself into her.
He was of average length, but thicker than most guys, so when he entered her he saw her eyes widen then watched her close her eyes and smile.
He began his in and out stroke as she raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist.
She used them as leverage so she could match his rhythm by raising and lowering her body to his movement.
He started moving faster and she grabbed at his arms to pull herself against him.
He knew he wouldn t last long.
He d been turned on since he started kissing her, but he wanted her to cum again before he did.
She was now so turned on that she was thinking the same thing he was, and knew she couldn t hold back for very long.
After a few more minutes she grabbed him around the shoulders and pulled herself up against him, closed her eyes tightly and started almost screaming, John, I m cumming again ohhhh! She tightened her legs around him to pull him into her as far as she could and again screamed, I m cumming ..
ahhhhhh.
She clung tightly to him with her pussy muscles clamped down on his cock as tight as she could squeeze.
She could feel his cock pulsating inside her.
This was too much for John, and he exploded into her sweet pussy, gushing stream after stream into her belly.
He watched her eyes open slightly as he released into her body.
When he was finished she held herself against him for a minute then slowly relaxed her legs and lowered herself back down on the plywood, as she gasped to catch her breath.
He stayed on top of her for a few minutes then rolled a little to the side but kept his cock in her pussy to enjoy this moment.
She rolled with him and slowly kissed him and stroked his chest.
He wrapped her in his arms and held her close.
She kept kissing him and stroking his chest until his cock had gone down and came out of her.
She smiled at him and reached down to touch his cock then kissed him again and again pulled herself against him putting her head on his chest, still grasping his cock.
She cuddled into him as they lay there.
Once in a while she d look up and give him a soft kiss.
They stayed wrapped in each other s arms for some time before she said she had to go home or her mother would wonder where she was.
The sun was setting as they got up to put their clothes on.
Before they left, she wrapped her arms around him, then gave him a long warm kiss.
She pulled away and told him she d be there by 8:00am to start work and get tutored.
He told her to make sure she brought her school books so he could live up to his end of the bargain.
She gave him another slow soft kiss then started her walk home turning once to wave goodbye as he watched her leave.
The next day, being Saturday, the girls showed up about seven forty-five.
On the way to the house Sage had told them about her fun with John the previous evening.
Susan was asking questions a mile a minute, wanting to know how big John s cock was, did she cum, was he rough or gentle and on and on.
Sage tried to fill in the details because she knew Susan wanted to fuck John later that day, since according to Susan, it was her turn.
Like Sage, she hadn t had sex since regular school had ended, and was horny.
Kristen seemed really interested in John s tongue work and asked several times if that made Sage cum.
After several of these questions Sage concluded Kristen had never had a guy go down on her.
John showed up around eight thirty with a box of donuts, hot chocolate and coffee.
Sage ran up to him and kissed him before he could put the donuts down.
After she pulled away he smiled and sat the goodies on the floor.
He told them they d start the day with some school work, and asked if they had brought their books.
They got their books from their backpacks and John asked to be shown what section was giving them trouble.
He skimmed the chapter as they ate the donuts, then proceeded to explain the text to them.
After about three hours of explanation and coaching they were all able to answer the test questions at the end of the chapter.
He told them he would go over their homework and the chapters scheduled for the following day of class, before they started work each day.
They liked that idea and seemed to be pleased with themselves that they now understood the chapter.
It was close to noon so John gave Kristen some money and asked if she d mind going for sandwiches.
She smiled, took the money and left to get their lunch.
John told Sage and Susan he wanted to install more siding and he d need their help on the scaffolding.
They continued working until Kristen came back with their lunch.
Neither Kristen nor Susan mentioned Sage s conversation about the previous evening until Kristen sat the food down on the plywood stack.
She grabbed a sandwich then sat down and told John she had a personal question.
Do you like putting your tongue in a girl s pussy and do most guys do that? she asked.
John was taken by surprise but also realized she had never had that done to her.
He responded with an explanation.
Kristen, having sex is more than just enjoying the physical feeling.
Part of the enjoyment is giving pleasure to your partner which should enhance the entire experience for both of you.
For guys like me, getting my partner extremely turned on or even bringing her over the edge turns me on, so we both get pleasure from it.
Susan chimed in just then, Sage said you were really good with your tongue and that your cock is thick.
John gave a quick glance to Sage who was now blushing.
He turned back to Susan and said, I m glad she enjoyed it, I had a good time as well.
Kristen then asked Susan if she had ever had a guy do that to her.
Susan replied I have, but they usually only stay down there for a few minutes before they just have to fuck me.
She glanced at John and said, From what Sage told us, you stayed down there for a long time and she actually came on your tongue.
John looked at Sage and said jokingly, Whatever happened to kiss but don t tell? .
Sage laughed and said, They wanted to know so I told them.
Then she got up and went over to sit beside John.
She leaned up against him and said, You don t mind, do you? They all laughed, but Kristen suddenly became very quiet.
John noticed and asked if she was okay.
She was looking down into her lap and when she looked up she started to cry.
Susan immediately got up and put her arm around her and asked what was wrong.
Through her tears she told them, I lied I m still a virgin.
You guys are all talking how great sex is and I know we said we d all seduce John, but I don t know if I want to do it just yet.
The group became very quiet.
John broke the silence, So that s what this is about Kristen, you don t have to have sex until you want to.
No one here will force that on you and I think you should wait until you know you re ready.
Susan looked at John, with an embarrassed expression and said, Well now you know what I meant when she said all three of us.
John looked at Sage who also started to cry.
John put his arm around her and kissed her cheek.
John told them, We need to talk about this and not play games.
Sage then hugged John and in a quiet voice told him, It started out as a game, but you ve been so nice and the way you treated me last night was beyond anything a guy had ever done before.
She looked at John and through her tears cried, I don t want you to have sex with them just me.
She looked at Susan and said she was sorry but asked her to understand.
Susan understood but joked she was still horny.
John knew what Sage was saying, but didn t know if she could have those types of feelings after only one night and in such a short time.
He told her they d have to see where things went, and be careful because of her age, but that he loved holding her and kissing her.
She gave him a long soft kiss then threw her arms around him giving him a big hug.
Kristen stopped crying and thanked John for not being mad at them.
Susan added, Yea, I guess we didn t realize what we were doing.
I m sorry too, I guess I ll have to use my vibrator again tonight.
They all laughed then finished eating lunch.
When the day ended Kristen and Susan again went home but Sage stayed behind.
She put her arms around John, and kissed him.
She pulled away and told him to take off his shorts.
He smiled and said, What are you going to do? She ran her hands down his chest and slowly dropped to her knees.
She looked up at him and said I m going to give you what you gave me last evening.
With that she pulled his shorts down.
He kicked off his sneakers and stepped out of his shorts and underwear.
She slowly ran her tongue along the length of his now very hard cock, starting at the base then up to the tip.
When she got to the tip she opened her lips and took the head into her mouth.
She moved her tongue around the head of his cock and started to suck on it.
Then she pushed him back on the plywood stack and made him lay back like he had done to her.
She put his cock back in her mouth and started down on it moving ever so slowly as she took his entire length into her mouth.
He could feel his penis hitting the back of her throat but she didn t gag.
She started moving up and down on his cock like she was mouth fucking him.
He didn t know how long he could hold out when she suddenly stopped and withdrew his member from her mouth.
She looked at him and asked, Have you ever fucked a mouth? He told her he hadn t.
She replied, Then this will be your first mouth cherry.
She told him to get on his knees.
She sat down on the plywood and leaned back against the wall, then slid down so her face was at the level of his cock.
She looked up at him and said, Go ahead, fuck my mouth.
Do it slow and easy so you don t hurt me and so I can use my tongue .
He moved closer and as he did she opened her lips slightly so he could slide his cock into her mouth.
Putting his hands on the wall to steady himself he started to fuck her mouth just as if it were her pussy.
She braced herself with her hands on the plywood as he went in and out of her mouth.
He moved in and out slowly as she had asked which drove him wild.
He loved the feel of her mouth on his penis.
As he moved she would use her tongue to caress his cock and suck on him at the same time.
Every time he d move his cock out she d suck harder and every time he d move in she d push her tongue against the head of his cock, and he could feel his cock going into her throat.
It didn t take long for him to reach his breaking point.
He told her he was going to cum and asked her if he was to explode in her mouth.
She smiled as best she could with the cock in her mouth and shook her head up and down giving him approval.
He gave her a few more pumps then told her I m going to explode I m cumming! and dumped his fluid into her mouth and down her throat.
He wanted to push his cock deep into her mouth but didn t know if he should do that.
She knew what he wanted and grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him deep into her mouth and throat so she could suck out everything he had.
After a few minutes he fell backward, out of breath.
She smiled and asked him, Did you enjoy my mouth? He answered, You know I did.
He laughed then pulled her flat on the plywood and pulled off her shorts then her panties so he could taste her sweet pussy again.
As he pulled off her panties he paused to gaze at her wonderful legs those wonderful legs.
He then bent down and kissed her belly then slid his tongue down to her pussy.
He slid his tongue in deep as he had done the evening before then moved up and started licking and nibbling on her clit.
She was already moving her hips up and down and had her eyes closed, moaning slightly as he worked his magic on her.
She started bucking again and he knew she was close to orgasm.
He suddenly stopped which startled her.
She opened her eyes to see what he was doing and he started licking her again.
When she got close to orgasm again he stopped again, then again started to lick her clit when she opened her eyes.
He was driving her wild by bringing her to the edge then stopping so she d come down a little bit, then bring her to the edge again.
He stopped for a minute to look up at her and said, You better hold on to something because when I m done with you won t be able to walk…
She smiled and lifted her hips so he could begin his lick attack again.
She wanted this to last forever.
He sucked on her clit then put his finger in her and started moving it in circles knowing he was driving her to orgasm.
He didn t stop this time and she couldn t hold off anymore.
She could feel the orgasm travel through her body making her shake uncontrollably.
Sage held her pussy against his mouth for several minutes as she enjoyed the after affects of his tongue work.
Then she slowly lowered her hips back down and tried to regain her breathing.
He kissed her thighs and around her vaginal lips then kissed his way up her belly and breasts to her neck.
Knowing it would take several minutes for her to go again, he kissed her cheek and nibbled on her ear to give her time.
She rolled over to face him and slowly gave a long passionate kiss.
She pulled herself close to him, wanting every inch of her body to be touching his.
He started to caress her face as he had done yesterday, then slowly made his way down her body.
He gently caressed her tits, then started making light circles on her belly.
He was taking it slow and was enjoying touching the body of this beautiful girl.
She liked his gentle caress and responded to his touch with quiet sighs and moans.
Sage was falling in love with John and was thrilled by his every touch.
She pulled him close again.
He bent down and gently kissed between her breasts then slowly kissed each one using his tongue to tickle each nipple.
She opened her eyes, then smiled at him and pushed him back so she could roll on top of him.
She reached down between them to grab his erect penis, then sat up and slowly inserted it into herself.
Before she started to move her hips she leaned down and kissed him.
Then she whispered, I want this to last forever.
That all happened seven years ago.
Today John and Sage are married and madly in love.
Thanks to John s tutoring throughout the remainder of their high school years, all three finished with honors and went on to college.
Sage s parents think the world of John, and Kristen is engaged to John s younger brother.
She thinks John coached his brother on the use of his tongue.
Susan just graduated from college with a degree in economics and is still playing the single life.
She s still flirtatious and very bold.
John thinks she has four or five boyfriends.
My Wonderful Lesbian Lover
My Wonderful Lesbian Lover Mindi’s lover tells her to try a man, just to make sure.
I was still a virgin at age 20.
Most of my friends had gotten involved with sex…but my two closest friends were like me.
One good friend already had a baby.
Other girls had serious boyfriends.
A few played with other girls.
I had been asked to try girl-girl activities but had declined.
I was saving myself for some yet unknown destiny.
I wasn’t envious of my sexually active friends.
I masturbated myself to orgasm almost every night.
It was comforting and it was enough.
Boys liked me but I refused to do sexual things with them.
Consequently, I could only keep a guy for a few dates.
The nice ones respected my preference, but I soon made them look bad to their peers.
I didn’t have to go all the way to keep them on the line, but at the very least they wanted some serious kissing and groping.
I have a pretty face and a good figure but that isn’t enough.
My reputation through the gossip channels went like this: “Mindi’s convictions have the same effect on guys as cold swimming pools have on penises.” Ha ha.
My coming out experience will be revealed soon, but I first must tell you about my parents.
My father is in retail management.
He’s Mr.
Clean.
So if I’m the acorn, I did not fall far from my Dad’s tree.
Mom is a top salesperson with an insurance agency.
She lives a super wholesome life, too.
She could be a real player if she wanted to because she had a body to die for.
We don’t talk about sex at home.
My parents don’t watch sexually open movies, and I have no idea how often they have sex–if at all.
I don’t like to think about it.
My high school and college friends all think my Mom is hot, but their thoughts are as far as it goes.
Mom is a model parent.
Three years ago Mom earned an agency trip to Aruba and she took me as her second traveler.
Some of her fellow agents were drinking and acting wild.
Mom and I did the beach, dinners, the swimming pool, shopping and recorded movies in the room.
The next year she won a trip to Paris and took Dad.
I suppose they made love but I don’t have a little brother or sister yet.
Last year is was my turn to go again.
We went to Sydney, Australia, and that’s where my sexuality was sparked…
Thirty-eight agents had won that trip, and Karla was the only one traveling alone.
At 31, she was ten years older than me and eight years younger than my mom.
We made a very attractive threesome.
Karla sat across the aisle from Mom and me when we went by bus to the Blue Mountains.
She went with us by ferry to Manly Beach.
She climbed the Sydney Harbor Bridge with us.
She ate at our table and got up early to exercise with us at the hotel gym.
When we asked why she didn’t bring a friend, she said she had gotten divorced recently and really wanted to be alone for once.
One morning mom stayed in bed and I went down to the exercise room alone.
Karla was there looking drop dead gorgeous, and we were waiting at the door when it opened.
The place was empty.
Karla led me into the dressing room and asked if I could keep a secret.
I said yes.
“I want to kiss you,” she said, moving close but not pushing me.
My vagina squeezed and my tummy twittered.
“Okay,” I said, without any fear or hesitation.
“Oh, Mindi,” she said.
She put her arms around me and gave me the fullest, deepest, most passionate kiss I had ever experienced.
I gave back.
I gave myself to her fully.
Her tongue entered my mouth and my tongue entered hers.
It was beautiful.
“How long are you going to exercise?” she asked.
Forty-five minutes, I said.
“We won’t have many opportunities to be together,” she said.
“Let’s go to my room and spend those forty-five minutes in heaven.
I don’t want to do anything to get you in trouble, Mindi, but we’re totally safe right now.” We almost crashed down the doors getting out of that gym and back to the elevators.
We wrapped ourselves together on her bed.
She smelled so good.
Her breasts felt good.
I didn’t need any indoctrination for this.
It was as natural as sunrise and as beautiful as sunset.
“Is this your first time?” she asked.
I told her it was.
“Then I want to make it beautiful for you, Mindi.” She put her talented fingers between my legs and found my most sensitive places as if we had been lovers for a very long time.
“I could kiss you all day long,” she said, “but I want to taste you and bring you to an orgasm first.
Is that okay?” Her tongue was as experienced as her fingers.
She instantly found my spot and within seconds she had my tempo.
“You’re so delicious,” she said.
“So perfect.
Enjoy it, Baby.
I’m yours.” She could not say much more than that because her lips and tongue and fingers were so busy.
Is it possible to cum too soon or too hard? I think I did! I screamed her name and launched into an orgasmic pulse that easily surpassed the best masturbation session I’d ever had.
She knew to ease off on the licks to keep my sensations from becoming more than I could handle.
I kept cumming for at least two minutes.
It’s hard to say because time had stopped.
“Oh, I love you, Darling,” she said.
“I knew you would be delicious the first time I saw you.
Gaydar, you know.” “What’s that?” I asked.
“It’s kind of an outdated term.
A gay person can always spot another gay person.
It’s like radar but for sexuality.” “How about my mother?” I asked.
“No way,” Karla said.
“She’s a beautiful woman but definitely straight.
And we have to be very careful not to hold hands or do anything wrong that she might pick up on.
Can you do that?” We found times for two other sessions on that trip and she flew to meet me one month later.
She told me to find a safe man and have regular sex at least once so I could decide on my own sexuality.
She said she wouldn’t be jealous.
That leads us to my second coming out experience.
I took Karla’s advice and went to an ice skating palace about two hours away.
Just before I went in I called Karla and told her I was about to take the plunge.
“I love you,” I said.
“I know, Mindi, and I love you.
But I think you deserve to try straight sex.
Look for a tall guy.
He’ll have a bigger cock.
Believe me, that matters.
And try to find a good kisser.” “How the heck do I do that?” I asked.
“Find a guy like me,” she said.
Believe me, I wished she were here.
We’d be wrapped in each other’s arms.
That’s what I really wanted.
I hadn’t been there twenty minutes when I found my guy.
He was short and clean cut, one of the safety skaters.
He reminded me of my Dad.
Probably had a tiny dick and couldn’t kiss for shit…but he looked safe.
“Haven’t seen you around here before,” he said.
I used a line Karla had suggested and told him I’d just broken up with my boyfriend.
“I’m lonely,” I told him.
“I know the feeling,” he said.
“Do you want to drown your loneliness in a beer after we close?” Two beers and a hamburger into our conversation I decided to tell Mike the truth.
“Would you hate me,” I said, “if I told you I’m a lesbian?” “Are you kidding?” “No, but I want to know what you think about that?” He said he’d never talked to a lesbian before, at least not knowingly.
He didn’t hate me.
He found me sexy before and maybe a little sexier now.” “How do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, I know you like sex.
Is that what you call it when two women make love?” I supposed so.
“I was hoping to get lucky with you,” he said.
“I mean, that’s how guys think.
I was also hoping you’d become my girlfriend.
I don’t know you but I won’t try to tell you that those kinds of thoughts weren’t in my mind.” I told him he was a very honest guy.
He laughed and said that girls pretty much don’t like honest guys.
“At least the pretty ones don’t.
They like bullshit.
They like the wild guys with tattoos and attitudes.” Then I told him about Karla and admitted that she had sent me here.” He went silent for a minute and then asked, “You mean I might be your lucky guy?” I said maybe.
Half an hour later we were opened the door to our Red Roof Inn room.
Poor Mike was so nervous.
“Mike,” I asked, “are you a virgin by any chance?” I told him I’d do my best to make his first sexual experience as wonderful as mine had been with Karla.
I wanted to call Karla and tell her what was happening, but I was afraid that would spook Mike in some way.
He was not as good a kisser as Karla but he had potential.
I liked the taste of his mouth, and I couldn’t help but be flattered by how much he liked me.
I liked it when he touched my breasts and when he put his thigh and hands between my legs.
It almost disappointed me that I was liking it so much.
His dick wasn’t huge but it wasn’t small, either.
“Don’t you dare cum without warning me,” I said.
He asked if I was on birth control.
I was.
Karla had taken care of that.
I told Mike I had never had a penis in my mouth but he was going to be the lucky guy who got me started.
“Would you like that?” His dick tasted good.
There were a lot of juices and for a moment I wondered if he had already cum.
Then he told me it was about to happen.
I steeled myself for the unknown and felt his spurts start.
One, two, three, four.
Wow, it was great.
I held my mouth around his dick as it finished its throbs.
He stayed hard and started thanking me profusely.
“That was so fucking good.
Oh, Jesus, Mindi.
I may never see you again but I promise you will always be the most important woman in my life.” Then I swallowed it.
We started kissing.
Deep kissing.
Plus lots of groping–all the stuff I had not let other boys do to me.
In a few minutes he was entering my vagina and pumping like a dog in heat.
It wasn’t good sex on the Olympic scale, but I was really liking Mike’s enthusiasm.
He said he wanted to be kissing me when he came.
Then he clamped his mouth on mine and started pumping again.
I’d heard from girlfriends that guys could only cum three times in one night.
Mike made it to four in less than an hour, and he was still hard.
I thought about those Viagra commercials where they warn men of the dangers of staying erect too long.
We kissed and loved each other for a long time before I asked him if he wanted to cum in my mouth again.
I told him I had really liked it.
“I’ll try,” he said.
“I want to but it might take a long time.” I sucked until my mouth was aching.
He stayed hard and said he was close, but he just couldn’t reach the climax.
“If you want the cum,” he finally said, “I can jack off and you can take it in your mouth.” That sounded interesting.
He stayed on his back and started beating like crazy.
I kept my face in position to catch the reward and just a few seconds later he told me to get ready.
No big spurts this time.
A small flow came out.
It still tasted good to me.
I guess I’m bi! If I had to make a lifetime commitment I’d go with Karla, but maybe that’s because she is more established.
Or maybe that’s because she was willing to let me have sex with Mike.
I said goodbye to Mike the next morning and told him we’d meet again next week.
I still had my secret life to worry about.
My parents wouldn’t want to know about either of my relationships.
Neither would my friends.
Wow, this was going to be dicey.