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Bryan and Michelle Part 1

This is my second story and my friend inspired me to write this. if you have any comments leave them i will take every comment into consideration

Playing with my roommates teen daughters panties

This is my first story so take it easy on me lol. Let me know what I can do to make this better. In this story I am caught by my roommate’s teen daughter playing with her panties and her catching me.
I am 27 years old I moved into a room about 6 months ago. The lease on my apartment was up and I wanted to move closer to work and closer to my friends. I found a woman in her mid 40’s with a 15 year old daughter. It was a lot cheaper than my previous place and closer to work.
I am about 5’9 140 pounds. I have been told mostly that I’m cute and a few times that I am hot. I consider myself average. My dick is average around 6 inches.
Her daughter Emily was 15 years old. She was about 4’11 or so and around 100 to 110 pounds. She had light brown hair just past her shoulders. Her ass is one of the best I have ever seen. Her boobs were a 32B or 34B depending on which bra of hers I looked at. They were perfect not to small not too big. For me anyhow.
I have been in quite the dry spell for a while between working 12 hours every day including the weekend. I had never really thought about Emily sexually before. However on this particular day I got home from work and got something to eat. After eating I got a beer and went outside to smoke. I started talking to her mom about some stuff. She is pretty cool however nothing happened between us. I got done with my beer and cigarette I told her I would talk to her later I was going to go shower and go to sleep.
I walked upstairs went in to my room and got some clean clothes then headed into the bathroom. Emily’s bedroom door was to the left of mine and the bathroom door was to the right of mine. I went into the bathroom and stripped. After turning the water on I noticed her clothes were on the floor. This is very rare for her to leave her clothes on the floor. I immediately noticed her panties laying under her short jean shorts. My dick started to get rock hard. Before I knew it I had picked up her panties. They are a red AREO brand panties. The crotch was somewhat wet. I could not help but smell them, they smelled so good words cannot describe. They smelled really sweet as I pressed the crouch against my noise. I wrapped the wet crouch of her panties around my cock and started stroking faster and faster. Within a few minutes I felt that familiar feeling in my balls. I knew in a matter of seconds I would cum. Then a erupted a week or so worth of cum. Just before I came I made sure the panties were completely covering my cock head. After I was done cumming I felt bad and the panties were covered in cum.
I jumped into the shower after the shower I dried off and got dressed. I opened the bathroom door to go into my room. Emily’s door was opened when I turned to close my door I saw her walk into the bathroom. I closed my door all but a crack I saw her walk out of the bathroom a minute or two later and heard the toilet flushing. She closed her door so I walked back into the bathroom. Her clothes including the panties were gone. I started to freak out thinking she would notice and say something to me or her mom. Needless to say I slept great after blowing that load out and doing it in such a pervy manner.
In the morning I woke up and went into the kitchen to make some breakfast. Emily was in there making her lunch for school that day. Her mom had already left to go to work. Emily was wearing these short cotton shorts. My cock started to harden. I made sure to keep it hidden and she did not say anything about the panties from when she took them out of the bathroom the night before. I guessed she did not notice.
It was around a week later before I did anything else with her panties. I came home and Emily and her mom were gone. I guess they were shopping or something. I got hard thinking I could go into Emily’s room have some fun. I go upstairs and into her room, her closet door was open and there was her laundry basket. Right on top was a Victoria Secret thong it was pink. I smelled it and licked it for a few minutes. I took it to the bathroom and stripped down naked. I started rubbing the crouch on my cock. I stroked my cock for around five minutes before cumming on the crouch and the string that had been in her ass crack the last time she wore it. I walked out of the bathroom naked and into her room and put it right back where I found it. I took my shower and went to sleep.
I did this over and over for about a month. If she was home and downstairs I would sneak into her room and grab a pair then into the bathroom I’d go. After a while I got the balls to cum on her clean panties and put them back for her to wear.
After the month of doing this her mom was at work. Emily had just gone to a friend’s house. I found a pair of her panties and decided to lay naked in her bed and stroke off with panties and cum on her bed. As I was laying there jerking off with her panties. I heard OH MY GOD. I looked up to see Emily turn around and run from the doorway. I heard the front door shut a minute later.
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Detention 11

The night Chris broke up with me I went to bed angry and woke up the next morning furious. I typically don’t remember my dreams in full detail, from beginning to end, but that night I remembered everything: Chris was in all of those dreams, and in every scene I was either killing or seriously beating him up.
Gray light entered my window, into my room and it felt cold on my face. I woke up, wishing I hadn’t awaken up, wishing I could stay asleep for a very long time. It was early, only six thirty in the morning. I still had an hour and a half before I had to be at school. I could’ve gone back to sleep, but I didn’t want to dream about Chris again, so I chose to stay awake, just staring up at the ceiling. The more I tried to not think about Chris, the more his face kept entering into my body, the more I could smell his scent under my nose, and the more I could feel the touch of his skin against mine. I wished I could’ve erased all memories of him; I wished I could erase all feelings for him.
I just laid in my bed for another half an hour, thinking about not thinking about Chris. Soon it was time for me to get up and start to get ready for school. I wanted to fake sick and just stay in the bed all day. I didn’t want to go to school and see Chris all day. But I chose to get up, shower, and get dressed for two reasons: first, I didn’t want Chris to think that I was staying home crying and being depressed over him – and also because I had to go to detention. When I was ready to go, I saw that my mother was already dressed and ready to go to work. “Good morning,” she said. She was trying to sound nice and supportive, which I appreciated, but really didn’t want to deal with at the moment.
“Hey,” I muttered.
“Do you want me to drive you to school?” she asked.
That question confused me. “Drive me to school? You haven’t driven me to school since the first day of my freshman year.”
“I have a little bit of extra time before I have to be at work,” my mother said.
“No, that’s okay,” I said. “Rather take the bus.”
“Are you still upset about last night?” she asked.
“I’m fine,” I answered. I tried to smile, but it didn’t work, so I just stared at her blankly. My mother looked concerned.
“Are you sure?” she continued to question.
“I’m fine,” I repeated, this time more sharply. I walked toward the front door.
“I hope you have a good day at school,” my mother said before I walked out of the door.
“I’m not counting on it,” was my response. I shut the door behind me.
* * *
The only reason why I sat in front of Chris in Spanish class was because there was nowhere else to sit. I had forced myself not to make eye contact with him. But I could feel his eyes on me, watching me the whole time; my heart was racing the whole time, and there were times when I wanted to turn around and look at his face – but I refused. I had to refuse. I had to let him know that he was just as unimportant to me as I was to him – or as unimportant as he wanted me to be to him.
During lunch, I sat under my favorite tree, eating a soggy green apple and a gross tuna fish sandwich. It had been a while since I’d eaten lunch alone – since I’d spent time alone in general. It felt weird. I watched people walking by in groups, talking and laughing about whatever bullshit people talk and laugh about. A part of me felt jealous that I didn’t have a boyfriend – or friends in general who were proud to be seen in public with me, that didn’t hide behind fake exteriors, and who were honest. I looked up and saw Chris walking, not too far away from where I was sitting. Our eyes met and my heart felt like it had stopped. I didn’t take one breath. He kept walking, with his eyes on me and ended up bumping into someone. And then he looked away, walking faster, trying to get away from me as fast as possible. Maybe if he had come over and talked to me – maybe if he had looked at me just a few seconds longer…maybe I wouldn’t have been so angry any longer.
* * *
I reported to Mr. Wilson’s room at three fifteen after my last class ended. Billy Anderson, Scott Howard, and Chris were already there as usual. But there were two other people in that room that I hadn’t expected to see: Jason Coleman and Luke Block. I didn’t really care why Luke was in detention, but I was kinda surprised and concerned as to why Jason was in detention. Jason was probably like the best student in that whole fuckin bullshit school – what had he done to go to detention? I glanced over at Billy Anderson, who sat next to Jason, and I figured that somehow he was responsible for Jason being there.
Mr. Wilson was sitting behind his desk, and as soon as I stepped through the door, I felt his cold blue eyes on me, piercing through me like glass bullets. I sat in my usual spot, in the front row, almost directly across from Wilson’s desk. I don’t know why I always sat so close to Wilson. It was like I was setting myself up for his bullshit. Mr. Wilson stared at me for a minute or two; he could read the anger in my eyes and I knew it was amusing to him. After a while, he broke his glance from me and looked at the others.
“Everybody get up,” he said, in his typical aggressive and attractive voice, “We’re goin up to the football field.”
None of us moved, we just looked at Wilson confused. When he saw that we hadn’t followed his orders, his dark blue eyes started to burn with fury. “I said everybody get the fuck up right now! We’re goin to the football field.”
All five of us popped out of our seats very quickly and ran to the door. We followed Mr. Wilson as he led us first to the men’s locker room. I was walking right behind him, watching his nice ass through his slacks. Chris and the others were behind me; I heard Billy whispering something to Chris. I figured whatever he’d said had been about me. I didn’t hear Chris’ response, and I really didn’t care to.
Luke Block walked up beside me. At first I thought he was Chris, but when I turned and saw that the face didn’t belong to Chris, I felt a mixture of relief and disappointment. “What do you want?” I asked, not really too excited to talk to him.
“Nothin’,” Luke said, flashing one of his great smiles. Luke was definitely a sexy-looking dude, and he seemed to have a chill personality, but I don’t know, I really wasn’t all that attracted to him. He had an awesome body: tall, excellent shaped arms, broad shoulders, a tapered, V-shape waist, and very muscular legs. Actually, the more I looked at him, the more attractive he became to me.
“What did you get detention for?” I asked.
Luke winked. “I’ll tell you later.”
I suddenly thought of Chris, walking behind me. For a brief second, I’d almost forgotten that he was there. I really didn’t want to, but I turned around to look at him. My heart skipped when I saw him glaring at me with the most angriest, jealous expression on his face. I could tell that he was really annoyed that I was talking to Luke. But then I thought, ‘Well it’s not my fault. If he hadn’t been playin stupid, fuckin mind games and stop bein such a fuckin coward, he could’ve been the one talking to me instead of Luke. I turned back around with a new mission: I was pretend that I was really interested in Luke, just to see how upset Chris would get.
* * *
We stepped into the locker room, which was dirty and smelled like old, wet socks, musty jockstraps and other male body odors. I went up to my locker and started to take off my lock. Chris stepped up three lockers away from mine and jerked his lock open with one easy pull. He glanced at me quickly – too quickly to be an actual look and then he snatched off his shirt. Though it had only been a couple of days since we last fucked, I missed seeing his naked, muscular chest. I missed licking his nipples and licking the ridges of his abs. I missed that thin trail of curly black hair that led down to his sweaty pubes.
Chris took off his jeans and now he was wearing the tightest pair of white briefs I’d even seen on him. They looked like underwear he might’ve worn when he was twelve or something. I saw the large bulge in the front pouch of the briefs, and I looked at the sharp, curved line of his ass, wanting to just go over there and squeeze it, like I used to be able to do. Now I had to pretend that Chris’ body didn’t excite me in anyway, even though my dick was already more than half hard now. I had to pretend like I didn’t want to look at Chris at anymore – I had to pretend like I didn’t love him anymore.
Chris peeled the underwear off and stood naked, his body even more beautiful and muscular than the strongest Greek god. His thick, long, eleven inch dick was more than half-way hard too. He looked at me as he balled his underwear up and threw them into his locker. I wanted to know what he was thinking at that moment when he was looking at me with that cold expression on his face and not saying anything. I figured that he probably wanted to know if I was still attracted to him. And of course I was. The problem was that I didn’t want to be anymore. It was too damaging to my feelings to be in love with someone who refused to be in love with me, even though I knew Chris had deep feelings for me.
I stripped out of my clothes fast. It only took me a few seconds to get fully naked. My dick was hard, but I pretended like it didn’t mean anything to have a boner in front of my ex-boyfriend. I hated using that word, ‘ex-boyfriend’. It sounded so ugly. From the corner of my eye I was able to see Chris looking at me. I peered over at him and saw that his dick was now rock hard. A part of me just wanted to go over there, go to my knees, and just deep throat him until he busted pint after pint of his cum in mouth. But I couldn’t and I wasn’t going to. I had to keep remembering that I wasn’t the one that broke up with Chris – Chris broke up with me. It wasn’t my fault if he was just now realizing the consequences of his mistake.
I changed into my jockstrap and put on my running shorts and an old T-shirt that reeked of my armpits. Chris changed into similar clothes, but I could still see his hard dick poking against the fabric of his loose shorts. We looked at each other for about ten seconds, the coldest silence between us, and then I just walked out of the locker room.
Wilson was standing near the gate to the football field, arms folded over his chest, wearing a tight red shirt that accentuated to the hard curves of his muscular arms and the swell of his nice-looking chest. His head was covered with a red cap that had our Tigers mascot on it, and he was wearing a pair of white shorts, loose enough to allow him to be able to move freely, but tight enough for me to see how beautiful and muscular his legs looked. The bill of his cap cast a shadow over his face, but we could still see his cold, electric blue eyes. As we approached he said, “You’re gonna run ten laps in under four minutes. All of you.” Even though he said ‘all of you’ I had the feeling that he was talking to me in particular. “If you’re over, even by just a second, you’ll do forty laps.” I was really not happy about that situation, because I really wasn’t in good enough shape to do that many laps in that short length of time. I knew that Chris, Billy, Scott, Luke – and perhaps even Jason could do it, because they were all on sports teams. But I wasn’t. Even though I was a good runner, I didn’t know if I was gonna be able to do that.
“Let’s go,” Mr. Wilson said. He began jogging past the gate and up to the track. We reluctantly followed behind him. As we were about to start running, Wilson said, “I’m running with you. And every time I lap you, that’s two more laps you have to do.” We all groaned when he said that.
We began the ten laps. Chris and Billy started in the lead, Luke followed behind them closely, Jason was behind Luke, and I was last behind Jason. I was too busy concentrating on Jason’s tight butt through his shorts that I forgot that Mr. Wilson was behind me. As he ran past me, he said “Two more.” which added the sum total to twelve laps now. Wilson past Jason and Luke easily. Chris, Scott, and Billy were almost completed with their first lap when Wilson lapped them. I watched Wilson as he ran. He looked really beautiful when he ran, and he was so goddamn fast. It shouldn’t have been possible to run as fast he was. I knew that I had to start running faster.
I picked up my pace and soon I was trailing closely behind Jason. I heard Wilson coming behind me and I ran even faster, passing Jason up in a flash. I kept moving faster, catching up with Luke. I was tired and I was only on my second lap. But I knew that I couldn’t stop, if I stopped, I knew that Wilson was gonna be pissed. I ran a little bit faster and was able to maintain a good pace. I was a little bit behind Billy, who had slowed down a little bit. Chris was leading the pack. He moved so effortlessly and quickly. I really loved watching him move.
Wilson lapped all of us again, so fast, that it took me a few seconds to realize that he had just ran past us. “Two more,” he called out again. I ran faster, my sides burning, my heart beating like a jack hammer, and sweat just pouring down in gallons down my face and back. I passed Billy, and ran a little bit faster so that I was almost behind Chris. I couldn’t believe that I had passed almost everybody up. I knew that it was gonna be impossible to pass Chris up, just as it would be impossible to pass Wilson up. The more I tried to keep up with Chris, the faster he went. He looked like he could go another thirty laps without getting tired while I felt like I was about to just fall out any moment. I ran a little bit faster, and surprisingly, I found myself almost catching up with Chris. His muscles flexed and moved so gorgeously as he ran; the crack of his ass was sweating, and I wished I was able to rip his ass cheeks apart and lick that dirty sweat out of his wonderful butt.
I felt Wilson behind me, so I moved faster again. And then I was tied up with Chris. He glanced over and saw that it was me; I think he was surprised that it was me tied with him and not Billy. Chris started to run even faster. Wilson was directly behind me, and I wasn’t going to allow him to lap me again. With a burst of energy, I sprinted forward, past Chris, and just started running as though a pack of mad dogs were after me or somethin. Neither Chris or Wilson was able to catch up with me. Somehow, I don’t know how, I was able to maintain that same speed for the next six laps, finishing first, with Chris and Wilson just a little bit behind me. Right after I hit the finish line, I stopped running and collapsed on the grass, unable to breathe. My skin felt so hot, and I could feel my pulse just pounding throughout my whole body. Sweat was just pouring down my body in rivers. Wilson stood over me, not breathing hard or sweating at all. He looked perfectly fine. “Since when did you become so fast, Newman?”
“I don’t know,” I managed to say. I stood up slowly and wiped the sweat off my forehead with the tail of my shirt. Chris had taken off his shirt and his chest was just glistening with his sweat, making him look ten times sexier than he usually did. I decided to pull my shirt off as well and tossed it in the grass.
“Good job,” Chris said to me. I could tell that he was resentful that I beat him, and I could tell that he didn’t want to say anything to me, but I was kinda glad that he did.
“You too,” I said. Chris nodded and walked away. Again I felt that disappointment rising in me; I wished Chris would’ve kept talking to me. Billy, Luke, and Jason finished about five minutes later. By that time, I had cooled down a little, but I was still really tired.
“Everybody on the field,” Wilson yelled. “And hurry the fuck up.”
We all jogged to the middle of the field. “Everybody drop,” Wilson said.
Billy, Luke, and Chris got down flat on the grass. Me and Jason were the only ones confused. Wilson said to us, angrily, “Get on the fuckin ground.”
I laid flat on the grass on my stomach. It reminded me of the time Chris had fucked me on the football field that night. I looked over at Chris and he was looking over at me. I think he was remembering the same thing.
“One hundred push-ups,” Wilson ordered. “Starting now.”
I don’t remember ever doing three whole push-ups in my life, let alone one hundred at the same time. Everyone else began theirs, even Jason; I was the only one laying there looking like an idiot. “What the fuck are you doin, Newman?” Wilson screamed, standing over me. “Let’s fuckin go!”
I heard Billy laughing at me.
“Shut the fuck up, Bill,” Chris said as he pushed himself all the way up.
I started to do the push-ups. After the sixth one, I was ready to quit, but I kept on going. I glanced over at Luke, and saw that he was doing his easily, in fact, it looked like he was really enjoying it. I watched as his massive, muscular biceps, triceps, and deltoids flexed and I realized that Luke was a lot more attractive than I had given him credit for. Luke glanced up, sensing that I was watching him. He smiled at me, a rivulet of sweat running down his forehead, down the side of his face; I smiled back. I looked over at Chris and saw that Chris was watching me watch Luke. He had that jealous, angry look on his face. Even though I knew it was partly wrong to do so I felt pleased that I was making Chris feel jealous. Maybe he was beginning to feel a little bit of what I felt.
When we were finished, Wilson instructed us to do five hundred crunches, in ten sets of fifty. Weirdly, I was able to do that as well. The more Wilson kept having us do different exercises, the easier it became for me to do them. It was nearly five-thirty when Wilson told us we could finally stop. By that time, I could barely move, and I knew I was gonna be basically paralyzed when I woke up the next morning. “Same time tomorrow,” Wilson said. He walked off toward the main campus, leaving the five of us by alone on the field.
“Fuckin asshole,” Chris muttered when Wilson left.
As we all headed down to the locker room to shower, Billy said, “Hey, Brandon, you been takin’ steroids or somethin? I thought your weak ass wouldn’t be able to last one second.”
“Don’t be mad, Billy,” I said said confidently, “maybe I’ll let you beat me tomorrow.”
“You wish you fuckin square ass-cum rag,” Billy said.
“Fuck you, Billy.”
“Maybe later,” Billy answered with an arrogant smile. “But at least I know one person you won’t be fuckin later.” I could’ve fuckin killed Chris right there for fuckin telling Billy about the fight Chris and I had the other night. Everybody knew the significance of what Billy just said. I knew they were all thinking that Chris had dumped me, and that was why we weren’t really talkin to each other. I was so fuckin pissed off at that moment. I thought Chris was gonna say something to Billy, like he had done out on the field, but he didn’t say anything at all. ‘Both of them could go to hell’ I thought. I walked along with Luke, very close, so that I could smell the attractive odor coming off his hot body.
“Don’t trip off what that asshole says,” Luke whispered to me as we walked into the locker rooms. “They’re all just jealous of you.”
“Oh, I’m not worried about him,” I said, loud enough so that the others could hear. “Or anybody else that got somethin to say to me.”
Nobody said a thing.
I went over to my locker and began taking off my clothes. Chris stepped up to his locker and started to do the same thing. I stripped naked and got my towel and soap. As I was about to walk off to the shower, Chris said, “So you moved on to some other dude that quick, huh?”
I stopped. “What the fuck do you mean by that?”
“You know what I mean, B. Tryin’ to make me get all jealous with Luke Blockhead over there.”
“I’m not tryin to make you feel anything, Chris. If you feel jealous, than that’s your problem, not mine.”
Chris stepped out of his clothes in a hurry and grabbed his towel. “Are you gonna fuck him?”
I decided to be smug with my response. “If I want to. I don’t have you to worry `bout now, so I can do whatever the fuck I want to do.”
“You’re right,” Chris said, wrapping the towel around his waist. “You can.”
Billy and Scott were already in the shower when I entered the shower room. Luke hadn’t finished changing yet, and I didn’t know what Jason was doing. I switched on the shower nozzle across from Scott and Billy, so that I could look at their hot, naked bodies. They were both facing the spray of water, giving me a chance to look at their muscular backs and large, tight, bubble round butts, and the soap suds sliding down their tight cracks. I definitely wouldn’t have minded eating out Scott’s smooth, pretty ass raw, and fucking Billy’s awesome ass again.
Chris turned on the shower directly next to mine. There were a lot of other showers he could’ve chosen – I don’t know why he wanted to be right next to me. For the most part I was able to pretend like he wasn’t there, but it was hard – in more ways than one. I could see Chris’ dick steadily getting hard. I looked at it for a few seconds, and then looked away – just in time to see Luke entering the room.
When I saw Luke’s naked body, I almost lost all of my breath. I just couldn’t believe what I was seeing: He had the most muscular body I’d ever seen; his chest was covered with black hair, not thick hair and not a whole lot of it, but just the right amount. Luke’s legs were covered with hair too; his legs were slightly more hairier than his chest and stomach. I just couldn’t get over how beautiful Luke was. It was really unbelievable.
My dick started to get really hard, especially when Luke turned around and I saw his ultra tight, ultra round hairy ass. I usually wasn’t a fan of hairy butts, yet on Luke it looked perfect. I was so busy looking at Luke that I completely forgot that Chris was right beside me. I made no attempt to pretend that I wasn’t looking at Luke’s great body. I didn’t really care if Chris got upset or not. Luke turned on his shower and started to lather himself up with a bar of soap. I really wished I could’ve been that soap, sliding over Luke’s tight body. His dick was huge and uncut, probably around nine to ten inches. I had never fucked – or been fucked with anyone with a uncut dick, but seeing Luke, I was definitely willing to make an exception.
Luke’s dick started to harden as he looked at my body. He looked me up and down completely, rubbing the bar of soap over his dick and under his nut sack. Chris shut off his shower and stalked away naked and angry. A part of me felt bad, but an overwhelming part of me felt really good as well. Luke and I spent another five minutes or so, just checking out each others’ bodies, both our dicks as hard as they could be. Finally after a while, I knew it was time for me to get out of the shower, even though I wanted to continue staring at Luke.
Chris was already dressed and gone when I returned to my locker. His locker door was just open with nothing inside of it. Again, I felt a little guilty for just blatantly staring at Luke in Chris’ presence, but I had to keep reminded myself that now it was okay for me to do that. I didn’t have to restrain myself just because Chris fucked me over. I could do whatever I wanted to…perhaps even do whoever I wanted to. But even though Luke was really hot, I had no intentions of fucking him. Most of me was still devoted to Chris. I still had lingering faith that he Chris would come around, and he would realize the mistake he made, and we would get back together. But at the same time, I wasn’t going to wait around for him all day and night, for him to change his mind. I figured that if Chris wanted me, he would find a way to. I wasn’t going to spend my time trying to convince him to take me back. I had to show some pride in myself.
Luke walked up behind me, naked. His fingers slid over my naked ass as he walked by. “What are you up to, now?” he asked, smiling. I gazed down at his still hard dick.
“Nothin’,” I said, “what about you?”
“I’m up for whatever,” he answered. He definitely was up. I thought about reaching over and touching his hard dick, to see how good it would feel like, but I didn’t. “That was your boyfriend in there, wasn’t it? Chris?”
I put on my shirt and jeans. “I don’t have a boyfriend.”
Luke smiled. “That so?”
“Sure is.”
Luke stepped up closer to me. I could smell his clean scent. “You wanna do somethin tonight?”
I thought about it for a few seconds. “No,” I said simply. Luke hadn’t expected me to say that. A deep frown crossed his good-looking face. “Some other time,” I said.
“You sure?” he asked.
I put on my shoes in a hurry. As I stood up, I took Luke’s dick in my hand and gave it a few hard tugs. “Definitely,” I said. I released Luke’s cock, grabbed my backpack, and made my way out of the locker room, smiling to myself.
On my way out of the main gates, I saw Chris. He was standing against the gate, and he looked like he was waiting. I didn’t know if he was waiting for Billy or Scott. I sure as hell didn’t think he was waiting for me.
“Where’s the Blockhead,” Chris asked as I approached him.
“Tryin to get his dick to go down,” I said.
“Maybe you should be tryin to do the same thing.” Chris said. He followed me as I walked out of the gates.
“Maybe you should mind your own fuckin business, Chris.”
“Don’t talk to me like that, B.”
I laughed. “I’ll talk to you anyway I fuckin want to, Chris. What are you gonna do? Kick my ass? I dare you.”
Chris didn’t say anything. He just stared at me with that quiet fury in his eyes.
“Anything else you wanna say to me before I leave?” I asked Chris.
“Don’t fuck him,” Chris said.
“Who, Luke? But he’ so good-looking. I don’t think I’ll be able to keep away from him.”
“I’m serious, Brandon.”
“So am I. We had this conversation before, Chris. You asked me not to fuck Jason and I didn’t. Look where that left us. Maybe doing the opposite of what you ask of me will bring better results. What do you think?”
“If you fuck him, B…”
“What? You’ll break up with me? No, you already did that you fuckin asshole. Sorry, Chris. You don’t get to be possessive over me anymore. You fucked yourself over when you fucked me over.” I shrugged. “There’s nothin that can be done about it now.”
“You know I still want you, B.” Chris said. “You know I didn’t mean forever. I just meant I needed to take a break for a little while.”
“Thought you didn’t believe in forever. That’s what you told me last night. You can’t pick and choose when you want to be with me, Chris and expect me to be there waiting for you. If you wouldn’t do it for me, why should I do it for you?”
“Because you love me,” Chris said. “You said you loved me.”
“And obviously that meant nothing. Obviously I should’ve just kept my fuckin mouth shut.”
I turned to walk away. I had finished everything I wanted to say and there was nothing else I really wanted to hear from Chris. He didn’t call me back or follow after me. But I didn’t care this time. I didn’t feel bad and I didn’t feel disappointed. Instead I felt vindicated and proud of myself for saying exactly what I wanted to say. About halfway down the street, I turned around to see if Chris was still there. He was. He watched me walk away from him until I was too far for him to see. A part of me wanted to run back to him – but I knew I couldn’t. I had to remember that he was the one that ruined our relationship. I had to remember.
To be continued…

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My Fire Aunt & Her Daughter

She was there to meet me at the station. I well remember she was wearing a long coat over a thin tight sweater, and an incredibly short skirt. She seemed taller than I remember her, perhaps because she was wearing extremely high heels. I saw that she was heavily made-up for when we first met, she clasped me to her and gave me a long kiss on the cheek. I flushed with embarrassment, as I could see several of the men on the station staring at her. When I got to look at her, I saw that even though she had aged since I last saw her, but she still was a very good-looking lady. However, she was now a ‘heavy’ woman. Her legs, which had been long and tapering, were now still long, but had thickened. Her torso and particularly her breasts were large and heavy. However, her face was still beautiful, for she had clear brown eyes and long wavy hair, which she wore loose.
“So, my darling, how are you?” she cooed. I replied that I was fine and I mumbled that I was extremely grateful for her agreeing for me to come and live with her.
“We are both delighted that you can come to us”, she replied. “There are so many things that we want you to do with us, and now that you will be part of the family, we will have plenty of time to teach you these tasks”. The high heels clacked down the station platform and again I was aware of the men opposite staring at her. We arrived at her car, which was a sporty little saloon and having put my case into the car, we set off for her house. I did not think about the fact that she had used the word “we” when talking about living with her.
The drive to her house was uneventful and she chatted away easily to me about how lovely the countryside was at this time of the year. When we arrived at her house, I recognized it from the one time I had been there before. It was a large detached house with its own very secluded garden and gravel drive off the main road. She parked the car and I took my case from the back seat. My aunt led the way up to the front door, which she opened with her key.
“I want you to meet Maria,” she said as she led me into the house. “As you know Maria and I live together here and she is going to look after you while you are settling in. You will love her, I am sure”. We went into the sitting room and there seated on the sofa was one of the most powerful and strongest women I had ever seen. She stood well over 6 ft tall in her stocking feet, she had dark hair and her skin shone with health. As she rose to meet me, she towered over me and I admired her powerful frame. She was wearing a turtle necked sweater and a long tight skirt and I could see that her legs were slender for so large a woman. Her waist was small compared with her wide shoulders and heavy hips. She had strong arms and the whole of her body rippled with well-toned muscles. I was sure she spent considerable time in the gym, for there was no spare flesh on her at all. She obviously looked after herself, for I could see she had lovely large hands with beautifully painted nails. Her hair was a mass of dark curls that framed her face and plunged down her back. She had wide set eyes and beautiful ruby lips. As her face was dark, her teeth were very prominent and I noticed how lovely and even they were. In all she was quite gorgeous, but it was her front that held my gaze, and I could not help but stare at her huge breasts. Vast globes of mammary flesh jutted out from her large chest, so that the sweater she was wearing strained to contain their bulk. As she rose, so they jiggled, sticking out in such a manner that they seemed to defy gravity. Under her sweater, I could see the straps of her brassier cutting into her shoulders as the heavy material supported the enormous weight of her breasts and her prominent nipples showed clearly through the thin sweater.
“So, this is Shahzad,” she said, as she came over to me. “Well, my darling, you and I are going to get to know each other very well aren’t we?” With that she wrapped me in her powerful arms and hugged me close to her huge bosom. I was overcome with her scent and the musky odor of her body, but was delighted that she seemed pleased to meet me. With introductions over my Aunt picked up my small case and we all went upstairs. Maria preceded me up the stairs and again I was impressed with the way she moved. Lithe and nimble, she bounded up the stairs ahead of my aunt, and the view I had was of her dark hair bobbing and tumbling as she took the stairs two at a time. I moved at a slower rate accompanying my aunt as we went towards my room.
“I have decided that you and Maria should share a room, in case you get upset during the night,” my aunt said as we mounted the stairs. “You don’t mind, do you”? I mumbled that I was sure it would be fine, but nothing could have prepared me for the shock when I entered the room, for to my horror there was only one bed. It was a huge double bed, covered in female attire, frilly covers and silky sheets – quite unlike anything I had slept in before. Looking around the room, it was definitely a female’s room. Powder, make-up and all sorts of lotions covered the dressing table and there were woman’s clothes all over the chairs and sofa. The room itself was large and well furnished, with a door which went off to what was obviously an en-suite bathroom.
“But, where am I to sleep?” I asked, as my aunt put my case onto the bed.
“In here silly, with Maria”, my aunt replied patting the big double bed. “We thought it would be better if you were together, so that she is on hand if you need her”. I tried not to show my embarrassment, but Maria saw anyway.
“Ooh look, he is blushing!” she said. “Don’t worry darling, I won’t eat you – not yet anyway!” By this time I had turned a furious color of pink and my aunt, seeing my discomfort came over and wrapped me in her arms and gave me a hug.
The rest of the afternoon was spent settling me in and then after supper my aunt suggested I should go up to bed. I quickly agreed and my aunt said she would come up after I had bathed. Following a lovely wallow in the bath, I called down to my aunt and she came up. I was in bed and she sat on the edge looking down at me. I could see the fine wrinkles around her eyes under her make up which showed her age, but thought how really lovely she looked. Her brown eyes looked at me with what I felt were real affection. As she bent over me to hug me to her, her hair swept over my face and I could feel her big heavy breasts pressing into me through the bedclothes as she kissed me good night. As she left, she switched out the top light, leaving on only a small table lamp, which left the room in a suffused glow. The bed itself was very soft and comfortable. The sheets were silky and the big duvet covered both sides of the bed with ease. I kept strictly to my side, for I did not feel I knew Maria well enough to encroach into her side. As I lay in bed, I thought of what my mother would say if she knew I would be sharing a bed with this friend of my aunt’s. I was full of anticipation and I noticed my cock grew hard at the thought of sharing a bed with this powerful woman.
Some time later Maria came up to bed and I pretended to be asleep to avoid any embarrassment over our sharing the bed. Maria came over to the bed and looked down at me. I had my eyes shut and I could tell she thought I was asleep. She moved off to the dressing table and started to undress. Her dress came off over her head and I had a glimpse through my half-shut eyes of her huge breasts encased in a massive brassier. She wrapped a towel around herself before removing her panties and brassier, and then proceeded to go into the bathroom. I stole out of bed and went to look at her underwear. It was still warm from the heat of her body and I picked up the large heavy brassier and marveled at the size of the cups. Her panties were small and made out of thin cotton, and I noticed that the area around the front was damp. I lifted the pants to my nose and sniffed the scent of womanhood. I then quickly replaced them and returned to the bed. After a time of splashing around it was obvious that Maria had got out of the bath and I could hear her drying herself. She re-appeared with the towel around her and her long dark hair swept up into another smaller towel. She took this off and her magnificent hair tumbled down over her back for she had obviously washed it. For some time she sat at her dressing table applying lotion to her face and upper body. She then stood and poured powder into the palm of her hand, which she then patted between her legs. She pulled an extremely short nighty over her head and removed the towel. I had just the briefest glimpse of her big breasts and her dark bush, which melded nicely into her thighs. She sat down on her side of the bed and for some time seemed to be lost in thought. Then she pulled back the bedclothes and swung her legs under the covers. As she did so, I got a further glimpse of the huge bush of black hair between her legs before she pulled the covers over both of us.
I turned and sighed, more to make her believe I was asleep than anything else. To my surprise she took this as a sign that I might need comforting and wrapped her strong arms around me, pushing me down into the bed so that I was totally enfolded into her smooth dark flesh.
“There there, darling. You sleep in Maria’s arms and I will take care of you if you are sad”, she cooed. Her long dark hair fell over my face and I breathed in the fresh smell of recently bathed woman. And so we slept, with my head cradled into her massive bosom. During the night I awoke on several occasions to find a breast had escaped from the confines of the nighty and on one occasion a fat nipple was resting against my cheek. Fearful of waking Maria, I moved away very slightly and was able to look at the dark puckered flesh of her aureoles, which peaked in what seemed to me to be a long rubbery nubbule of flesh, her nipple.
When we awoke the next morning, Maria unwound herself and eased herself out of the bed as if nothing had happened – as indeed it had not. I waited until she had left the room before I got up and washed. I dressed in shorts and a T-shirt and then went down to breakfast. My aunt was particularly interested to hear all about how I had slept and if Maria and I had got on during the night. It was quite clear to me that she was thoroughly enjoying my embarrassment at sleeping with such a beautiful dark lady as Maria. After breakfast Maria asked if I would like to be shown around the house. It was a lovely house, with three large bedrooms. My aunt’s also had an en-suite bathroom and there was a small shower room opposite the third bedroom. This room was sparsely furnished and was obviously not used very much. Downstairs, the sitting room was furnished with the best quality chairs and it was obvious to me that my aunt and Maria lived very well indeed. I noticed that during the day I was with Maria constantly. She fed me and looked after me as if I were a small child even to picking me up and carrying me at one point, which I found extremely embarrassing. She merely laughed and said that I would have to get used to this, as she liked to keep her body in good shape and lifting weights was an easy way of achieving this. I was thus able to marvel at her strong powerful body. It occurred to me that I would not want to wrestle with her, for she would surely overpower a slimly built lad like me.
Like my aunt she wore heavy make-up and she looked totally beautiful in my inexperienced eyes. But it was still her breasts that fascinated me. I could not believe that even this large woman could have such enormous tits. She obviously noted my fascination for she took every opportunity to brush her tits against me, as well as leaning right over me, so that I could look right into her massive cleavage. I was becoming familiar with these beautiful mounds of dark flesh, for during the night I had had the opportunity to inspect her nipples, which I knew to be large and pointed. In all they were her crowning feature, which it was impossible to ignore.
For the next few days and nights the system we had devised repeated itself. Each night I would see just a little more of my bed-companion, but nothing to alarm me and certainly she did nothing to make me believe she had any sexual desires on me. However as can be imagined it is not possible to sleep in the close confines of a double bed with a woman and not touch one another. During the second night on one occasion when I awoke, I was aware of one of Maria’s heavy legs straddling my body. I was concerned that she might feel my cock through my thin pyjamas and I was terrified that with the heavy musky perfume that she wore in bed coming into my dreams, I might actually have a ‘wet dream’. I did notice that my cock was rigid for most of the night, but as Maria made no mention of anything like this, even as a joke, I thought it best not to worry. I would press down on my cock whenever I could without anyone noticing, and so try and reduce it to its normal small size.
However it was on the fourth night that matters changed dramatically. During the night I awoke and felt one of Maria’s fat nipples pressed against my mouth. As I moved away to avoid awaking her, so I felt the nipple move with me. In the suffused light I could see her dark bulk against me clearly, so I moved away yet further. Again the nipple seemed to move with me, so that it was still pressing firmly against my mouth. At other times when I had done this, I had been able to study her strong features, her dark smooth cheeks, her long black hair tumbling around her shoulders and her beautiful ruby lips with perfect white teeth just visible between them. This time however, as I looked up into her face, so I saw her looking down at me with a wide smile playing on her lips. She pressed the nipple closer to my mouth.
“Suck, darling!” she commanded. “Suck Maria’s big nipple!” I opened my mouth to say that I did not think this a good idea, and she moved forward pushing the peaking nipple into my mouth. Her hand came round the back of my head pressing me further into the huge tit so that I almost choked.
“Go on, suckle on my breast”, she ordered. As there was little I could do, I sucked hard on the nipple and felt it expand hugely under the pressure from my mouth. The nipple extended, so that it seemed to fill my mouth on its own. The act of my sucking brought a snort from her mouth.
“Oh my God, that is good!!” she breathed. “Go on, suck harder!” I settled down to a rhythmic suckling, swapping one big fat nipple for the other, as Maria wanted. This went on for some time, and I marvelled at the taughtness of her big tits. They were not soft and ‘pillowy’ but rather firm and very hot to the touch. After some considerable time, when I felt that perhaps she just wanted me to suck her this once, I began to relax. After all, just sucking a tit could not be seen as wrong in the eyes of my aunt. However, I stiffened and stopped sucking when I felt Maria’s hand moving down between us and to my horror I felt it slowly brushing against my stomach until her fingers very slowly closed around the length of my rigid cock.
“Mmm, he’s nice!” Maria whispered. At this I stopped sucking and said in a low tone: “No Maria, we mustn’t; please do not touch me there. What would my aunt say if she knew? Please don’t touch me there!”
“Sshh darling”, she replied. “You let me worry about that.” With that she let go of my cock and placed her hand at the back of my head, so pushing me deeper into her breast. But she also took one of my hands in hers and guided it down to the area between her legs. I immediately felt the thick wiry bushiness of her pubic hair. She placed my hand over the mound of her crotch and pressed against the hard pubic bone. I could feel the heat pulsing from her crotch and I thought of the dampness of her panties, which I had smelt each evening. But she was not finished yet. Her hand came over mine, she took my middle finger and I felt her move it into the slit in the midst of her bush. I was surprised at the oily hot feeling and that my finger seemed to slip easily into her crack.
“Go on, push it further in”, she said. I obeyed and pressed my finger into her slippery crack until it was right in. It slid easily into her and then, as I wriggled it around inside the fleshy, oily area, I noticed that a series of little muscles were ‘milking’ at my finger and that her breathing was quickening into little gasps of delight.
“Mmmm that is really gorgeous,” she whispered. “Try and get your fingers as far up as possible.” She pressed my hand into her crotch and as I wriggled my fingers inside her, so she shuddered with the sensation of it all. By this time I had let go of her tit and my face was inches from hers.
“Now, my darling,” she breathed. “Do you know what I mean by making love?”
“I think so,” I answered. “But Maria, we really mustn’t do this, for what if my aunt finds out?”
“Don’t you worry about that and now I am going to teach you everything.”
“It’s quite easy”, she said. “All we have to do is to slide your lovely little cock (and with that she squeezed my cock), into my slit here. You lie quite still and let me do the work. First we had better get rid of these stupid clothes”. With that she stripped of my pyjamas and pulled her nighty over her head. This had the effect of allowing her breasts free movement and they slapped down, full weight onto my chest. At that moment real fear gripped me for I had no idea where all this was going to lead. I made a frantic move to leap out of bed and run. Quite where I would go I hade no idea, but I knew I must get away from this enveloping female. But Maria was too quick for me. As I left the bed, so she wrapped herself around my waist and hauled me back to the centre of the mattress. With her superior strength, she pinioned to the bed on my back and gazed down into my face. Her hair hung down almost to my chest and her big breasts were resting easily on my torso.
“That wasn’t very wise,” she said. “Darling, one thing you will have to learn and that is that both your aunt and I need to be obeyed. Now don’t let’s be silly. I know when I have taught you everything you need to know, you are going to love this.” At that I felt her heavy legs straddle me and her breasts were sliding up over my face as she struggled to get herself into the correct position. I could feel her wiry bush brushing against the hardness of my cock and she then licked her hand, getting as much saliva as possible into her palm. By reaching around behind her, she transferred the saliva to the head of my cock and then I could feel her moving my cock to the entrance of her slit. With the shaft of my cock in her grasp, she rubbed the head against her slit-lips and I could feel the warm oily feeling of her opening. Once she felt me in position, she sank down, full weight onto me and I felt my cock slide easily right up into her and then our two bushes were intermingling. My cock felt as if it was inserted into a red-hot tube, oozing moisture, which lubricated the whole length of my shaft. I was rigid with the expectation of what was to follow, but I could not have foreseen what was to come next. She was resting on her elbows, with her big breasts squashed onto my chest, gazing down at me. My cock was fully embedded into her and neither of us moved. But I could certainly feel her busy little cunt muscles beginning to work away at my cock, producing unspeakable sensations inside me.
“I bet you have never kissed a woman either”, she murmured.
“No, Maria, I haven’t, but we must stop this, for my aunt would throw me out if she knew what we were doing” I replied, struggling against her huge weight.
“Sshh silly,” she relied. “Now you let Maria lead you and when I kiss you, you open your mouth. I promise you will like it”.
With that her face slowly came down onto mine and with her mouth open, her soft lips engulfed mine. Obediently, I opened my mouth and her tongue invaded my mouth. It was enormous and she squashed her mouth fully over mine, so as to get her tongue as far into my mouth as possible. Her arms came around the back of my body, she lay full length on top of me, smothered my every move. On and on she went, with her tongue invading every crevice of my mouth. She slurped and sucked at my mouth and lips, eating me up in her passion. Her dark hair fell over us and all light was blotted out. I continued to struggle against her, but with her strength, I simply was not able to make any impression on her at all.
While all this was happening, her busy little cunt was working away at my cock, milking it in the most incredible way. As this went on, so I felt a new sensation building up inside me. Terrified, I made a tremendous effort to free myself of this demanding woman.
“Please Maria, something is happening to my cock! Please get off me, PLEASE!!” I pleaded.
The reply was exactly as I expected: “Sshh, darling, don’t be silly. Maria has everything under control. You just let me do the working and you lie still and enjoy yourself.” Again her lips came full down on mine and her tongue filled my mouth.
“NO please,” I begged. “Maria, something is going to come out of my cock if we go on like this!! Please get off me now!”
My pleadings had the complete opposite to the desired effect. She wound herself more tightly around me and started to grind her massive hips over me. Her cunt slithered up and down the length of my cock, producing the most incredible sensations inside me. Then slowly, I felt the tender head of my cock starting to bulge and there was a new churning sensation in my balls. She felt this too, for her movements slowed to a rhythmic grinding that had the whole length of my cock being embraced by the tube of her slippery cunt muscles. I struggled once more to free myself, but she had me trapped and there was no escape. The seed was rising in me and she was determined to have it.
“Oh my God, I’m coming!!” I wailed, and with that I was spurting. Huge gobs of seed roared out of my cock into her writhing cunt. She wound me so tightly into her embrace that I thought I was going to suffocate as her cunt moved to milk and milk me of every last drop. On and on I spurted until I was totally exhausted. Maria had evidently climaxed at the same time, for I could feel her oily love-juices running down my legs. Both our breathings were ragged and heavy and her huge bulk still lay fully over me as she slowly explored my mouth with her tongue.
We seemed to lie like this with her full-length on top of me for ages, and we drifted off to sleep for a while. But then she lifted the bulk of her chest off me and looked down at the wreckage she had made. Her breasts hung down and her nipples poked into my chest. She smiled down at me.
“So, darling, did you enjoy that? We will be doing that lots more I am sure.”
Before I could reply she lifted herself off me and with a mass of tissues clamped over her crotch, she disappeared into the bathroom. I shrank at the way events had turned. Suddenly my relation with Maria had changed in the most dramatic way and I was terrified at my aunt’s reaction, for I was sure she would find out what had occurred. I regretted agreeing to sleep in the same bed as Maria in the first place, for on thinking about it, events of this type were bound to happen.
I did not have long to wonder, for Maria re-appeared with her hair brushed and a towel dressing gown over her and went straight out of the door down the passage towards my aunt’s room. I shrank at the thought of what would come next. Would Maria say I had taken advantage of her? After all it was usually the men who were supposed to make all the moves. My aunt would most likely throw me out and I would end in an orphanage. Every type of horror came into my mind, but I knew I would never be believed. For some time I could hear the sound of low voices talking and then my worst fears were realised when I heard the sound of both footsteps coming back to our room. I shrank under the bedclothes waiting for the inevitable anger that was to come.
My aunt and Maria both came into the room together. I did notice my aunt had on a very short nighty only. The top was made only of lace and I could see the dark shadow of her aureoles tipping her heavy breasts. She sat down on the bed and bent right over me. My mind whirled as I waited for the rebuke that I knew was coming.
“Maria tells me that you have done rather well, Shahzad. She has told me that you spermed her extremely powerfully and that you are now ready for the training I mentioned earlier.”
I was so shocked and amazed that I could not take in what had been said. I looked from my aunt to Maria and they were both smiling down at me. Whatever, one thing was very clear, I was not to be thrown out. But then as I felt my aunt feeling under the bedclothes, I wondered exactly what type of household I had indeed entered. My fears returned when I felt her hand clamp around my tired and shrivelled cock. She threw back the bedclothes to expose my slender body, and looked down at my genitals. My wiry pubic hair as still matted from Maria’s love-juices but it was the state of my cock; tiny and shrivelled that seemed to concern her.
“We will have to something about that, won’t we?” she said and with that she gathered up my cock and balls and stuffed my limp cock into her mouth. I struggled and fought to get away, but Maria was onto me like a flash and crushed any movement out of me by lying full length over me. She pulled a tit from her dressing gown and with the nipple between her second and third finger, proceeded to stuff the rubbery teat into my mouth.
“Suck and no struggling!!” she ordered. “You concentrate on my nipple and also hardening up for your aunt.”
With the weight of these two powerful women on top of me, I could hardly move. I sucked hard on Maria’s nipple and felt the strange sensation in my cock and balls as my aunt sucked life back into them. Slowly I felt my cock hardening up as my aunt’s tongue slid over the tender head of my cock. She swirled her tongue over the tender head of my cock and as she worked, so my balls started to ache as the demand for further sperm was made on them. As I hardened, so I felt my aunt’s mouth leave my cock and the cold air wafted around my soaking cock. The bed moved as she re-positioned herself and I felt her thighs slide over mine. Then like my session with Maria, I felt the sensation of her wiry cunt hair against the head of my cock and the oily feeling as my cock nudged into the opening of her lips. The heat of her cunt radiated down over my cock as she sank down onto me. I slipped smoothly into her, my cock parting the oily folds of her labia and then penetrating more deeply into her tubes. Maria lifted my head up off her tit and pointed down to where my aunt sat straddling me.
“There, look Shahzad. Look at the way your pubic hair meshes completely with your aunt’s. Your cock has disappeared totally into your aunt’s cunt; isn’t that lovely, you being related to her anyway. I think this is really nice the way the two generations of one family are so well meshed together!”
It was not lost on me that I was making love to a woman who was easily old enough to be my mother and that she was a close relation.
“Please aunt, we mustn’t do this. I am sure it is wrong”, I pleaded. “Please get off me now.”
“You be quiet now and concentrate on producing good sperm for me”, she replied through gritted teeth. Her head was thrown back and her eyes tight shut, and it appeared she was verging on a massive climax.
“There, I knew you shouldn’t complain,” Maria said. “You come back to my breast and suckle. I am sure the act of suckling helps produce sperm.” She sank back down on me and fed a big dark rubbery nipple into my mouth. I could do nothing but comply and sucked greedily on the nipple. My aunt meanwhile had climaxed heavily, screaming in her ecstasy and was currently moving up and down on my bright red cock. I knew in the end I would sperm, but at this moment I had no idea from where the sperm would come, as I was so exhausted. Then slowly the sensation started to build in me. I started to pant through my mouth, leaving the nipple hanging loose.
“He’s not far off, Sue,” I heard Maria say.
“Good thing, for I am about to come a second time and I want him with me,” my aunt replied through gritted teeth.
“You hear that?” Maria said to me. You are to sperm when I say so, for I want you to climax at the same time as your aunt. I want you to give your aunt everything you have in those young balls of yours. We will help you, but the effort has to come from you.”
“Yes, OK,” I panted back, for I was getting close to shooting and was not sure if I was to hold back or shoot my sperm into my aunt as soon as possible.
“Oh my God, I’M THERE, I’M THERE AAAARGHH—EEEEE”, screamed my aunt as she climaxed violently for the second time.
Maria bent over me, so that her lovely dark face was inches from mine.
“NOW!” she ordered. “I want you to SPERM YOUR AUNT NOW!!. Go on! Sperm her NOW!”
As if it knew what was wanted, the head of my cock bulged and then I was shooting.
“Urgh! Urgh! Urgh!” I grunted as more streams of sperm frothed out of my cock into the slippery demanding cunt of my aunt. My body arched with the effort and I felt Maria’s hand around my balls, which she cupped and fondled to extract the maximum.
“Go on! Keep sperming! We will let you know when to stop”, she ordered.
I pumped and pumped until I felt that links of my spine were being drawn out of my cock.
“Please STOP!” I screamed, for my aunt’s cunt muscles were still working overtime on my cock, the nerves of which were screaming for release. At that my aunt collapsed over me, Maria withdrew her breast and my aunt’s tongue invaded my mouth as she kissed me and sucked the life out of me. My cock was still embedded deep inside her cunt, but I could feel it slackening and her little muscles were quietening down after their terrific effort.
“My God, that was marvellous!” my aunt sighed.
“I told you he was good,” replied Maria.
“Yes, but you didn’t say that he was that good,” my aunt said, as she looked at Maria, all shiny with sweat from her exertions. We were both panting with exertion and we stayed like that until our heartbeats slowed down to something like normal.
“So, my little darling, what are we going to do with you?” my aunt said, gazing down at me with love in her eyes. I was too exhausted and shocked to reply, but Maria did so for me.
“He is going to be our little sperm bank, isn’t he? We will also be able to use him for our pleasure. For a start I intend to teach him how to service a woman and bring her to such a climax that she will never want to come off him. I intend to train those balls so well that they will be able to produce huge quantities of sperm whenever we want it. Also I will have them so well trained that if I want them to shoot all day long, they will be able to do so”.
By this time my aunt had come off me and both women were standing over me looking down. Four big nipples gazed down at me. Two sets of wiry cunt hairs were right beside me, and I noticed gobs of sperm oozing out of my aunts cunt lips.
“Yes, that is right,” my aunt said. “You Shahzad are now our possession. We intend to keep you for our pleasure. All three of us are going to go to sleep now in this bed. Maria will be on one side of you and I will be on the other. In the morning we will probably want another good servicing and we will expect your balls to be ready for us. After all you are young, and the fact that your balls have only just started producing sperm is not our problem. In the morning we will decide exactly how you are going to pay us for your keep. So I suggest you sleep now and in the morning we can have more fun”

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School Affair

The most unexpected event in my life, involving me,my teacher and a special friend i like to call intercourse

Lady in Blue

I have to apologize for the typo’s and no spacing. My stories are gone over and spaced and paragraphs appropriately done, however, when you post to this site, it screws with the formating, and add’s characters where you have apostrophe’s etc… so ….it’s not my writing!
When the event finally ended I went to my hotel room, slid the key in the door, and much to my surprise I found Leslie, sitting on the bed. I thought about it, and I wasn’t sure how she had snuck out of the computer event without me noticing she wasn’t there. She sat on my bed in a baby blue corset pulled tightly snuggling around her little perky tits. The tops of her breast spilled over the top of the corset. On her very sexy long legs was a pair of thigh highs, which fastened with garter belts to her corset. She wore spiked white heels and sat on my bed swinging her legs that were crossed at the knee. I walked over to her and she smiled. I knew that smile, she had some type of plans for me tonight, and my interested was perked. She led me by the hand into the bathroom; the bathroom had a huge sunken garden tub. She had at least 25 candles around the tub, and bubbles mounded up spilling onto the marble floor. Soft music played in the bathroom. She smiled at me, and walked back out of the room leaving me to a bubble bath.
I stripped off my business suit, pinned up my hair and had just sunk up to my neck into the bubbles, when I heard the door open. I opened my eyes that I had just closed to unwind, and in walked my beautiful lady in blue. She walked in carrying to glass of wine she sat mine down on the tub and never said a word. I got the same toothy smile, and she walked back out. I soaked in the tub until my little toes were pruned up and my fingers as well. I pulled the plug on the tub and stepped out wrapping a towel around me body. I went to the sink and looked at myself in the mirror; I let my hair down, and wondered what I was going to slip on. I certainly hadn’t brought anything sexy to wear for a nerdy computer conference. I let my long hair down and brushed it out. I left my towel in place, put on lotion and walked to the bedroom.
Laying on the bed in all her fabulous baby blue lay this woman who made me wet just to look at her. I ached to just touch her. I walked to the bed, “stop,” she said. I did as she said stopping at the end of the bed. “Drop the towel baby,” she whispered. I didn’t hesitate, I had a good body, 5’5, 125 pounds nothing to be ashamed of, and I had no kids and was pretty athletic even still. I dropped the towel and stood naked before the Goddess that I was lucky enough to fuck again tonight. She motioned for me to sit on the bottom of the bed. I sat and crossed my legs, she wagged her finger at me…”don’t cross those legs missy,” she said. I uncrossed them. “I want you to sit with your legs up spread apart and bent up at the knees. I did as she said I spread my legs and bent them. I could feel the lips of my pussy open up slightly, and I felt the cool air in the room rush across my hard little clit.
She reached between my legs after lying down on the bed on her flat little stomach. The outfit she had on, had a little thong like apparatus attached to which rode up her ass just a little, but what I noticed was she had a nice little butt plug shoved into her asshole. I got wet when I realized it, it was inevitable, and I knew I was going to get excited quickly because she was so damn sexy. She moved closer between my legs. I felt her fingers brush against the hair around my pussy, she ran her fingers through it, and then slowly she traced a finger down my lips, on each side she ran her fingers. The she moved inside ever so slightly, I was not allowed to moves, I stayed very still, as I felt her fingers move into my inner lips and run just around my wet dripping tight pussy hole. Her fingers moved slowly around the outside dipping just to the first knuckle and back out. What I wanted was her to ram her entire hand into my pussy and fuck me so hard that I couldn’t stand it anymore. But she sure wasn’t going to do that. She was going to torture me, so that I came over and over tonight. She moved a finger onto my clit, her other hand rested just above it parting my lips. He smooth soft fingers wiggled, and pulled at my clit, and squeezed occasionally, until I could feel the little thing getting plump, when I felt her breath on my cunt. Her lips wrapped around my wet hard little clit and began to suck. She held my clit just between her teeth as her tongue flicked it. I pulled in a sharp deep breath and let out a moan, as I she sucked and bit at my clitoris. I came, I didn’t ask permission, and I did nothing but trembled, and shook and put my hands on her head to ram it into my hot dripping mound.
She pulled her face out of my pussy and smiled at me, I had enough, so I flipped her over, and moved down to kiss her pussy drenched face. I could taste my sweet juice on her lips and taste it on her tongue. I pulled at the restraints of her sexy nightie, I couldn’t stand it, and I needed her tits in my mouth. I pulled one free, and began to suck her pink little ripe nipples. She shuddered as I bit and pulled at her had nipple. I could feel it shrinking and getting harder with each bite. She moaned, and said fuck my pussy baby. I kissed her mouth once more, and then her neck and her tits, undressing her as I went until I reached between her legs. I pulled the nightie off over her long legs, and flipped off her heels. I left her thigh highs on her legs they were so smooth and sexy. She spread her legs far apart, her pussy lips were small and plump and as she pulled her legs apart her clit and inner lips were exposed. I loved the way she looked; she had a sweet little pussy that glistened with all her wetness. I pulled at her outer lips and I ran my tongue over her clit, she came, it shot out of her pussy in a creamy white thick stream. Sticking my tongue into her cunt, I lapped at it until she was all cleaned up and ready again. She moaned loudly as I stuck my fingers into her. I started with one, and she begged for more, I gave her another, one and then yet a third, she wanted me to fuck her hard; she banged her pussy into my hand. Finally, I obliged her and began to bang her little box with strength that rocked her on the bed. She came all over my hand. I pulled out, and got up off the bed.
She raised herself up on one elbow while she caught her breath. I went over to the sink in the hotel room, and got into the ice bucket. I took the plastic cup and filled it full of ice. Walking back to the bed, she laid herself back down. I took the first cube of ice, and ran it over her hardening nipples, they shriveled up and became very hard, I knew they were hurting it was then I took one in my mouth and bit it. She screamed loudly as she pulled my hair shoving my head down to suck her entire tit. I shoved as much in mouth as I could. When she had stopped the orgasm I started on the other tit, same thing, ice, making the titty hard as a rock and then biting down on her cold hard nipple. She screamed again and her thighs shook. The ice and I moved down between her legs, I took a piece and held it in my hand to melt it, so I could drip the freezing water on her clit. She moaned, I took another piece and shoved it straight into her tight little brown puckered ass hole. She moaned loudly again, so I took another piece and shoved it into her asshole. Water from the first piece had started to drip from her tight ass. She breathed in sharply, as I shoved two more pieces of ice into her cunt and began to lick at her clit. Her pussy came on my tongue, water shot from her tight little asshole all over the bed, she moaned loudly and grabbed at her tits as the orgasm racked through her body. I lay down beside her and watched her as she started to calm down, her breathing quieted down.
She turned to face me on the bed, her hand went to my face and she touched my lips, she leaned in and kissed me running her wet tongue across my bottom lip as she bit at it playfully. She was happily satisfied, because she lay her face across my big tits, and fell asleep in my arms for a few hours before she woke again, to fuck me once more. The ice though became fair game for use on me the next round. She was a vision in blue that night as she fucked me with a wine bottle that we had delivered to the room. She promptly ordered it and the moment the waiter was out the door, she poured into the sink, and walked over and put the bottle first in my pussy then in my ass. I came hard and a lot, as she licked the wine droplets off my cunt, and out of my asshole. We had a few more nights to enjoy one another before the computer conference was over, and those are other stories, for another time.

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The Park at Midnight

This story is 100% real. Baring in mind that it all happened whilst I was fairly intoxicated, I?ve recounted it as accurately as I can remember.

My Wife’s Best Friend-5

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Rachel kissed me good morning. The stirring woke Laura as well. Rachel spoke first.
“Is everyone ready for breakfast, or…?”
“Or what?” I asked.
Rachel smiled in response, a sly smile. Her left hand snaked under the covers. I felt her grab my morning hard on. She held it up straight (for Laura’s benefit) and stroked it under the covers.
“That sounds good,” I ventured.
“How about we have him for breakfast?” Rachel offered. Then, looking directly at Laura, added, “Together?”
Laura’s face showed definite interest. She nodded to Rachel before pushing the covers over the foot of the bed. Both women moved into position between my legs, pushing them wide apart to accommodate both their bodies. Rachel held up my erection and Laura kissed it. I felt the contact of her lips all up my spine. Rachel was an inch away, watching her friend intently. The kiss turned into a lick and Rachel joined in. While Laura licked at the precum gathering at the head, Rachel gave slow licks up and down the shaft.
I’ve had many blowjobs before, but that was the first one from more than one person. One tongue is fantastic, any man will tell you that. Two tongues can quickly drive you through the roof. I reached for the other pillows and piled them under my head so I could watch. Rachel and Laura fellated me in synchronicity. As Laura licked, Rachel stroked my shaft with her tongue. When Laura moved to lick my shaft, Rachel took the head in her mouth. She sucked on the head while her tongue moved rapidly against it. I started to worry that I would cum very quickly but realized that their intention was for me to cum in their mouths, not to last for their pussies. Rachel held my dick while Laura bobbed up and down over it, then Laura held it for Rachel to suck me.
At one point, Laura and Rachel licked the sides of my shaft together, their tongues moving in synch up and down on opposite sides. That pushed me to the edge.
“Girls, I’m going to cum,” I announced with a strain in my voice.
“Who gets to eat it?” Laura asked, the intent evident in her voice. Rachel wanted to share but the expression on her face showed something else. She didn’t want to give it up. She was thinking hard about something. After a few seconds, she spoke.
“Maybe we both can.” She looked to me as if asking permission but I didn’t know what she had in mind. She looked to Laura, inches away, as Laura’s tongue tasted more of my precum. “We could just keep licking and let him shoot on our faces.”
“I want to taste it,” Laura moaned.
“Me, too. We could …” She paused here, apparently gathering her courage. When she spoke, her voice was softer, practically a whisper. “We could lick it off each other, after.”
The implication of her statement hit my brain at the same time as it hit my dick. In response, my dick twitched. I knew Laura felt it. Laura’s eyes opened wider and she looked at Rachel, not me.
“Are you sure?” she asked.
The two women had their eyes locked on each other. Rachel smiled and gave a slight nod. Laura joined the smile. I held my breath. They turned in unison to my dick and began licking intently. Rachel, between licks, told me, “Let us know just before you shoot.” I nodded, unable to speak at that moment.
They licked, their tongues now touching each other from time to time. My dick was twitching, both from the feel of their tongues and the thought of what I was about to witness. It didn’t take long. I felt the tightening, the tenseness, the throbbing.
“Now,” I kind of groaned. I arched my back, trying as hard as I could to keep my eyes open during the orgasm. I wanted to watch this.
They both licked the front of my shaft, passing the tips of their tongues over my slit. I felt my dick pulse twice, then that warm liquid feeling took over. I cried out as the pleasure escalated almost to the pain level and saw the first spurt land across Laura’s cheek and nose. Rachel pushed in front and captured a strand on her cheek. The two tried to each catch as much as they could on their faces. A strand extended into Rachel’s hair near her ear. Each face had caught a sizable amount. The sperm was starting to run down their faces. Laura gave me a final suck before releasing my deflating cock.
Rachel and Laura got up on their knees, facing each other. Rachel put her hands on Laura’s shoulders. Laura put her arms around Rachel’s neck. I couldn’t even breathe as they leaned towards each other and … licked. I couldn’t believe I was seeing my two fantasy women licking my cum from each other’s face. It was indescribably erotic. As they licked, they leaned closer to each other. I saw their nipples touch and my dick desperately tried to get hard. If there had been any way, my dick would have gotten fully hard again. As it had been only moments since I ejaculated, the best it could do was a slight stiffening. Instead of lying limply against my stomach, my dick held itself barely off my skin. It didn’t matter. I was excited enough for it to feel ten feet long.
They moaned as they licked my cum off each other. They were really getting into it. I had to keep reminding myself to breathe I was so entranced by the spectacle. Laura followed that strand of cum to Rachel’s ear, licking right in front of the lobe – Rachel’s “special spot”. I saw my wife shudder and hug her friend a little tighter. Their breasts pressed more tightly together.
When my sperm was all cleaned up, they parted, still holding onto each other. They were kneeling facing each other. Laura gave Rachel a look I didn’t understand. It lasted for at least three seconds. Rachel raised an eyebrow, apparently giving consent for something. Laura leaned forward and they kissed. It wasn’t just a touching of the lips. It was a French kiss. Their naked bodies pressed against each other, lips sliding together wetly. Through their cheeks, it was evident their tongues were participating as well as they shared my taste. That did it. My dick couldn’t stand by and let that happen without getting hard. I was partially erect again.
The kiss lasted a long time. It seemed to last for hours, but was really only a minute or so. I couldn’t move, transfixed by the scene before me. My heart was pounding, my lungs screaming for me to breathe, my dick doing its best to stand up limply in salute. When they parted, they leaned back with their arms still loosely around each other. They regarded each other with a shy smile, a kind of “What have we just done?” look. Laura looked down, breaking the magical spell. Each drew a deep breath.
As if just then realizing they had an audience, Rachel looked to me. Her face was happy, but embarrassed.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” she said, a trace of laughter in her voice.
I spoke, my voice having a soft, dreamlike quality as if I didn’t want to break the spell, either. “I can’t believe it. But I liked it. I liked it a lot.”
Laura finally looked up, first to Rachel then to me. She also looked embarrassed by what I had seen.
“That was the most incredible thing I’ve ever even imagined,” I said, my voice a little stronger now.
Rachel crawled up my body and gave me a lingering French kiss. As she kissed me, images of the illicit kiss she had shared with Laura screamed through my mind. It did nothing to cool my growing arousal.
Rachel could feel me growing against her stomach. “Ooh, you really liked that, huh?” she asked warmly. I nodded. “How about a threesome?”
I couldn’t believe what my wife was asking. For that matter, I could barely believe the things we had done since the previous afternoon. “What do you have in mind?” I asked, my voice wavering with uncertainty, maybe even fear. This was all happening so fast.
“Oh, maybe one of us sitting on your dick and the other one on your face,” my wife suggested, her words slow and drawn out. I saw Laura’s face perk up at that suggestion. “Does that appeal to you?”
“Does it appeal to me? You’ve just outlined one of my favorite secret fantasies,” I eagerly responded. I still couldn’t believe this was really happening.
“I’m game,” Laura added.
Rachel smiled. To Laura, she said, “You can have his dick first. I get it all the time.” She sat up to one side, waiting for Laura to mount me. For my part, I lay barely breathing. There was no need for foreplay. The girls were very wet from earlier and I was hard from watching them. Laura straddled my hips and used her hands to guide the head of my dick into her blonde pussy. I watched with fascination as her lips parted. When I made contact, she was so wet that her juices started flowing down my shaft a little. She pressed down, seating herself fully with a grunt. I was completely inside her now and the heat was incredible. It was even more obvious how much she had enjoyed the kiss she had shared with Rachel.
I couldn’t enjoy the sight of my cock spearing her for long because Rachel swung a leg over my neck. She took her seat facing me with her wet pussy over my mouth. I eagerly began eating her. The experience of enjoying two pussies at once is one of synergy. It is much more than just the pleasure of fucking combined with the pleasure of eating a pussy. The two events combined overwhelm the senses. Each is a wonderful treat. Together, knowing two women are getting pleasure from the act makes the feeling almost too wonderful to withstand. I had Rachel’s cunt over my face. I was tasting her wetness when I looked up. What I saw almost made me shoot off right there. Laura had leaned forward and was fondling her tits from behind. Seeing Laura’s hands playing with my wife’s body – and the expression of pleasure on my wife’s face – made it almost impossible to stave off my impending orgasm. Almost. I’m glad I made the Herculean effort, because it just got better.
I felt Rachel moving to get off me. She stood up over me (what a view!) and turned around, returning her pussy to my face. Only this time she was facing Laura. I couldn’t see what they were doing, but the sounds they were making made it obvious they were enjoying themselves, and each other. The knowledge that they were kissing and fondling each other above me only added to the excitement of the sex and oral sex that was enveloping me. After a few minutes of this, I heard the sound of a very wet kiss ending and Rachel spoke up.
“I want his dick now.”
I moved my mouth away from her pussy just enough to say, “Then you’d better hurry because you two have me right on the edge.”
They got up and changed positions. Rachel sat on my cock and that penetration had to be the wettest I had ever felt with her. Laura knelt over my face, facing Rachel, and their moans returned. I didn’t try to last. I just ate pussy while Rachel rode my hard on. Very soon, I tensed up and pumped my seed into my wife. No warning, no slowing, just ejaculation. Rachel moaned a little louder so I knew she felt it, but she never stopped moving over me. My dick soon slipped out of her, followed by a flood of our combined wetness. The two women kept kissing and rubbing their bottoms against me. After a while longer, they stopped and got off me. I’m sure I must have looked like a mess. It was sloppy being beneath them. My face was coated with their lubrication and my midsection was soaked with the remains of cumming inside Rachel. Rachel never hesitated. She leaned down and kissed me, surely smelling and tasting Laura on my face. Laura just knelt next to us and watched.
Rachel broke the kiss, her face still very near mine, and whispered to me. “I want to try it with Laura, just me and her. Is that OK with you?”
I thought I had been shocked before by what they had done. Now, she was laying the cards on the table. She wanted to have sex with Laura and she was asking for my permission.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked, secretly hoping she would say yes. She did. I smiled broadly. “Can I watch?” I asked eagerly. She just smiled in return and got up. She reached out and took Laura by the hand.
“Stay on the side. Give us room. I want the first time to be just us.” She was talking to me but looking into Laura’s eyes. Laura looked like she wanted it as much as Rachel. I took up a place on the edge of the big bed. Rachel directed Laura to lie on the other side. Rachel got on top of Laura and they kissed. The sight of Rachel lying naked on top of Laura would have made me cum if I hadn’t just done so. As it was, it felt like I would soon have another erection so I could jack off while I watched.
Laura spoke to Rachel in a tiny voice, so quiet I could just barely make out what she said. “I’ve never done it like this before.”
Rachel answered, “Neither have I. We’re friends. Let’s just try it. If you want to stop, that’s OK. We’re learning together.”
That was all they said. It was like I wasn’t even there. They were in their own world, just the two of them. They started with a deep kiss. Laura moaned when my wife’s lips made contact. Their eyes were closed, Rachel’s hands on Laura’s face. Laura put her arms around Rachel’s neck. As the kiss progressed, Laura’s hands moved slowly up and down Rachel’s back as if she was enjoying the feel of Rachel’s skin. Rachel moved her body against Laura’s, enjoying her touch. Laura’s hands moved down to Rachel’s cute butt and that really warmed Rachel up. She was moving more now, and moaning into Laura’s mouth. Their lips parted and their eyes opened, but their faces were still only inches apart. A slow smile spread across both their faces. Rachel was looking into Laura’s eyes, as if seeking permission for something. She moved lower, kissing Laura’s face and neck. As she reached Laura’s breasts, Laura’s legs parted and Rachel slid between them. She slowly moved a hand onto each of Laura’s tits, caressing them slowly and sensuously. I could hear the sound of her hand moving over Laura’s soft skin. She smiled and leaned forward to take a nipple into her mouth. Laura closed her eyes to focus on the sensation.
I was hard again and now slowly started stroking myself. I knew that I had to keep the pace slow or the scene in front of me would make me cum in seconds. Rachel was kissing Laura’s breasts and sucking on her nipples, taking care to hold the nipples with her lips and pull on them. Laura seemed to be loving the attention. After a long time at her tits, Rachel moved further down Laura’s trim body. I knew what was coming next and still couldn’t believe what was about to happen. She continued kissing and licking, leaving a wet trail down Laura’s stomach. She paused at her navel before moving lower to the blonde patch of hair.
Laura’s eyes opened when Rachel arrived at her pussy. Rachel turned her face to the side and brushed her cheek against Laura’s silky softness. They were both making light moaning sounds as they each enjoyed the touch in their own way. Rachel planted light kisses on Laura’s mound, then one very light kiss directly on her slit. Laura gasped at the contact. Rachel wasn’t ready to take that step just yet, or wanted to tease Laura further, because she instead moved quickly to the end of Laura’s right leg. She started at the ankle, trailing kisses and licks back up to the crease where the leg joined Laura’s torso. That little hollow where Laura’s pussy nestled when her legs were closed received much attention from Rachel’s tongue. Laura was now wriggling her bottom around, anxious to feel Rachel’s tongue on her pussy, but Rachel was not to be swayed from her appointed course. Her mouth passed tantalizingly close to Laura’s pussy, so close in fact that the curly hair brushed Rachel’s lips. Rachel then moved to Laura’s left ankle to begin another slow, torturous journey back up to Laura’s body. When Rachel was licking the hollow at the top of the left leg, Laura, unable to wait further, tried to move Rachel’s head to the center with her hands. Rachel pushed her hands away. I could see Rachel smiling as she continued kissing. I could also see that Laura’s pussy was now oozing with her lubrication.
By this time, I was as anxious as Laura for Rachel to take the next big step. I was hard and my dick was leaking precum as I stroked. I seriously doubted that I would be able to delay cumming until Rachel started eating Laura’s pussy. Laura, unable to sway Rachel’s intentions, was now positively mauling her own tits and moaning out loud in time to Rachel’s tongue. When Rachel finally swiped her tongue over the lips to the slit, Laura and I both gave out sighs of relief.
I really wanted to put my face down on Laura’s stomach to watch up close what Rachel was about to do, or even join my wife between Laura’s legs and help out. I remembered Rachel’s last words to me and heeded them. It wasn’t because I wanted to, but rather because I loved her so much and wanted this moment to go as she wanted.
Rachel ran her tongue up Laura’s slit. I could see it in her face when she tasted Laura’s juices. It was a surprise but not a big one. She must be realizing that Laura didn’t taste much differently from her own pussy. She had tasted herself often enough after masturbating, on my face after oral sex, and by sucking my dick after I had been inside her. This was the first time she tasted another woman, however. The look was like a moment of indecision followed by making a choice. She pressed onward. On the second swipe of her tongue, Rachel pressed hard, parting Laura’s lips and passing the tip of her tongue between them. Laura practically howled, holding onto her tits and looking down between her legs in disbelief as her friend began eating her pussy.
That did it. I lost the battle. I came. Hard. Stroking my cock wildly, I shot off on the sheet as I watched the unbelievable spectacle before me.
Rachel’s tongue was exploring Laura’s pussy with a passion, flittering over her clit, sliding between her slippery lips, and probing into her hole. I knew what Rachel was experiencing – taste, smell and sight – but the fact that she was doing it made the scene something I’ll never forget. This was my wife having sex with a woman. I did notice that her motions were a little gentler than the way I usually did it to her. After a moment’s thought, I figured out she was doing to Laura exactly what she would like done to her. I tried to pay attention so I could please her as well the next time my face was between her legs.
She was definitely pleasing Laura. Laura was now thrashing about, clawing at the sheets. There was a wild look on her face. Either the pleasure she was receiving from Rachel’s mouth was that good or, like me, she couldn’t believe this was really happening either. Laura peaked suddenly. The transition was interesting to watch. Her legs tensed, then wrapped around Rachel’s head while her hands flew to the back of Rachel’s head. She was moaning something like, “Oh, fuck, please don’t stop,” as she firmly held Rachel’s head in place. Her hips started humping against my wife’s face and Laura screamed. I wondered what the people in the next room were thinking. Surely that had woken them up if they had still been sleeping.
Rachel must have understood what Laura was feeling and wanting at that point because she complied with Laura’s request. Her face was pressed to Laura’s pussy. I could see through her cheek that her tongue was moving. I guessed she was moving it against Laura’s clit. The pleasure must have peaked and become too intense to stand because Laura suddenly changed posture, pushing Rachel away and trying to close her legs. Rachel moved back and sat up on her knees; her face was coated in Laura’s cum. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Her friend had cum all over her face. She was smiling proudly at what she had given Laura but Laura needed a little time to come down. She rolled herself into a ball on her side, her eyes closed and her breathing only slowly returning to normal. She kind of shuddered, aftershocks of the intense orgasm.
I wanted to speak, but didn’t want to interrupt the magic they were sharing. Rachel looked at me, her expression seeming to acknowledge me and give me permission to speak.
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Diary of Billy Bob Chapter 7 (Mutual Therapy)

This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man; (2) Marriage; (3) House Guest; (4) Satisfying Our Guest; (5) Helping a Psychologist; (6) More Sex Therapy; (7) Mutual Therapy; (8) Our Daughter; (9) Our Daughter is 13; (10) ConclusionBilly Bob Chapter 7 (Mutual Therapy)
When we walked in to Sarah and Jefferson’s home, the door to the bedroom was open and there lay Leah and Jefferson, buck naked with their arms around each other and sound asleep. Sarah screamed at Jefferson first and as he rolled off the bed I punched him on the jaw, knocking him back onto the bed. He held up his hands to protect himself and keep me away and said that they couldn’t help themselves. After we left, they both got to thinking about what we were about to do and both were angry at first and then jealous. He said they became despondent, perhaps even a bit schizophrenic, and he decided that they would have to do something positive before they both developed a phobia about sex.
He asked Leah what she could think of what would make her feel better and also wind up not hating either Sarah or me. She thought long and hard and finally said that her daddy had always said that what is sauce for the goose is also sauce for the gander, so if they (Sarah and me) were going to screw and have fun then she wanted to do the same. Jefferson said that he agreed to do that only on the basis that he would be acting in his professional capacity as a psychologist, so that is what they did. He also said that by us catching them, in what he called “a compromising position,” Sarah would not have any guilt feelings about what she did with me, and after all, it is Sarah that we are all trying to help. When he put it like that (and I had to remember that I’d had a really good time in the car) then I shook his hand when he extended it and said I’d forgive him this time and I was sorry that I had slugged him.
By now Leah had her clothes on and we headed for home. As we left there, she said that Jefferson had not satisfied her and could we do it in the car before we got home? I was still a little peeved with her, so I just said “No, I can’t do it for the fourth time in one night,” stretching the truth just a little to spite her. She pouted the rest of the way home and wouldn’t have sex with me all the next week..
The following Friday night Jefferson said that he had been thinking all week about what had happened the previous week and, as a professional, he had a suggestion to make that he thought would make us all comfortable again within each of our marriages and between couples too. He said that first, tonight was the night that Sarah had agreed to have sex with him – she was now ready and willing for that. Second, for all of us to be easy again in our sexual relationships, we needed to be completely open in them. He therefor proposed that each couple make love right there on the living room floor with the lights on as bright as they’d go, and both couples do it at the same time. Then the girls should make love at the same time as he and I, and finally we would switch spousal partners again. He said that only in this way would each of us feel that they had participated equally and fully and be totally satisfied. But the main thing tonight was to finally bring Sarah across the threshold of her phobia so that she could start living a full and enjoyable life.
I was the only one who didn’t start shedding their clothes immediately and Leah told me to hurry up and get out of them or she would change the order and take on Jefferson right now. I think she was still quite a little ticked off with me. Anyway, I did peel down and without any foreplay tried to slide in, but didn’t have enough of an erection. Leah came down and gave me head to get me going and then we made out. We both were kind of watching out of the corners of our eyes to see how Sarah was doing. Jefferson was taking it real slow with her and played with her breasts for a long time before exploring her glory hole with his finger. As she seemed to be enjoying his ministrations, he next used his tongue on her clitoris and found that he really had to hold on to her hips to keep his face in her pussy.
By this time I’d had a small climax and Leah was really pissed with me that I hadn’t waited for her. I told her she could have a really good one with Sarah next and that probably would be therapeutic for Sarah too. So we just laid next to each other and watched Jefferson finally come up for air and start a slow rhythm with his prick buried deep inside of her and then pulling all the way out, pausing for a beat before putting it back in. Sarah just lay there for a while with a bright smile on her face and then she rapped her legs around Jefferson and started humping him. With her helping him, they picked up speed and continued and continued and continued, as though they could never get enough. Obviously, that couldn’t last forever and after a while they did both reach resounding climaxes.
Both Leah and I then went to Sarah, congratulating her on finally winning out over her phobia and hugged and kissed her. Leah then asked Jefferson to move aside, that it was her turn now. I sat back to watch the girls, but Jefferson came over, put his arm around me, and said that it was our turn now.
He whispered that he would like to fuck me in my bung hole, but that it was entirely up to me how I wanted to do it. I really wasn’t ready for this and said so. But he said that as a Doctor he was prescribing for me that we must have sex in some way. Would I like to suck his cock? No? Well then let him suck mine. He pushed me onto my back and laid between my legs, taking my penis in his hand and started licking the end of it. With his other hand he reached up to feel of my nipples. With out my wanting it to happen, my prick started swelling and before long I had a full erection. Then he enveloped my cock with his mouth and began to move his head in and out, keeping his lips clamped very tightly on me. Leah usually just let her lips slide back and forth, but having them squeeze my penis so hard was a new and exciting experience. I started enjoying what he was doing and didn’t care any more that it was a man doing it. With all that friction, and the sensation of feeling my head buried against his tonsils on every stroke, I came big time fairly soon.
It was so good, in fact, that I wanted to do the same for him and told him so. He said that he would prefer to stand, so I got up on my knees and tried to emulate his actions. He wasn’t hung real big so I had no trouble taking all of him in and gently massaged his balls too. When he came, I let my mouth fill up and then went to the bathroom to spit it out (I didn’t like the taste), but came back to lick him clean just as he had done for me. We both thanked each other for a good job.
Meanwhile, the girls were still in a 69 position and going at it lickety-split – and that’s a pun son. Jefferson brought out two dildos and said that they might enjoy a little more stimulation. He proceeded to insert one of them into Sarah’s ass and told me to hold it in and to move it about just a little, and then the other into Leah’s ass. He held onto the dildo, moving it around slowly and with a little bit in and out movement as well, with is arm draped across her butt, and then he reached between the girls to massage one of their breasts, Leah’s I thought, so I did the same for Sarah. With that added action, both girls had tremendous orgasms and collapsed together.
I guess that I had been really looking forward to making love to Sarah again, so when she said that after being really turned on by Leah, she wanted to make out with Jefferson again, I found that I was quite disappointed. I said so and that freaked out Leah. She demanded to know if screwing her had become distasteful to me. If not, I’d better get it on with her and this time to try a little harder to satisfy her needs. Watching Sarah get fucked slowly by Jefferson, to her great satisfaction, didn’t help me get back my erection so I had to ask Leah to suck me a little bit to get started. She did, just enough to get me up, and then she mounted me and took charge. She didn’t take it slow and easy, but rather bounced on my pelvis as fast as she could without losing her balance. She was going at it so hard that every third or fourth stroke she would rise clear off of my dick, but then return so fast that she never missed getting my organ to plunge directly into her love hole. I had one orgasm, but she didn’t even slow down to enjoy feeling my cum shoot into her. There was so much friction by now that I didn’t even start to go limp, but rather got even harder. Leah continued riding me for so long, even after I came a second time, that I was so sore and bruised that I couldn’t make love again for a whole week. Actually, that weeks pause (and the previous week while Leah was mad at me) helped us identify the exact night that Leah became pregnant.

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