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Thea – Chapter Five

Thea – Chapter Five
Two days later, a restless and bored Thea was walking outside. Stopping under a large tree she thought how great it had been with Buddy…and the others. But now he was gone. The day after she had been in his office, he had been called by Uncle Dan. Three hours later, he left with packed bags on his way to Florida. There he would work.
That left only Jake. His presence made no difference to the beauty; it was still lonely and boring.
The day was beautiful. Last night there had been a storm and the
temperature had dropped down considerably. Deciding to take a long walk, Thea selected a plain house- dress. The hem came to about six inches above her knees and the top was scooped. Her breasts moons were just slightly visible. It was a style worn by many of the women on the farm.
Coming down from upstairs, Flo, the cook prepared her a hearty breakfast. She engaged the young girl in a long conversation and soon learned of her planned walk. Excusing herself, she left.
Ten minutes later, Thea was coming down the path to the meadow. The woods were thick through here for close to a hundred yards before opening up to the meadow. Suddenly a stranger stepped out of the woods.
His appearance frightened her for a second until he smiled and said,
“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”
“Oh, that’s okay.” She answered and then saw his hair. It was long and not wiry like other blacks, and his skin, it was almost white. His speech, his tone…was he the one?
“My name is James. I just came to work a few days ago. Mr. Barton
put me in charge of the accounting office. I decided to take a stroll during my break time.”
“My name is Thea, how do you do?” She answered. “Oh, so you took
Buddy’s place?”
“Yes ma’am.”
They looked at each other before resuming, something about him.
“I’m going to the meadow and then down to the pond. Would you
like to go see it?” She had to be certain!
Naturally James accepted and during their walk, Thea became impressed with his knowledge. He was only six years older than her. Naturally he had a master’s degree and had been a school teacher when Uncle Dan had offered him the job.
The pond was as expected, deserted. Dan Barton had made it off limits to
all workers. Over the years, he had a small bungalow built that was well equipped at all times. It was a place of refuge and a place to bring women.
“Sure nice here.” James said. “Buddy told me about it. I understand that another one is being built for everyone over in section two.”
“Yes. I am in charge of that one. It will have everything. It should be finished the middle of next month.”
“Good. I saw it. Buddy also took me there. You are doing a good job.”
` They continued to talk. The sun soon bore down and James asked if he could remove his shirt. Thea smiled as she nodded yes.
The scar was there. She moved over to him and ran her finger across it.
“Feels exactly like it did last Thursday evening.” She said softly as her fingers trailed across it.
“How well I remember.” His eyes boring into hers.
“Well ma’am, I have enjoyed talking with you, but I must get back.”
“Yes, I also, for I think there is a shower coming up.”
The sky grew dark and mean- looking clouds were quickly gathering. The accounting office was about two hundred yards before the house. They had almost reached it when the first drops began to fall. Both got soaked before they got in.
James locked the door and turned toward Thea. She was walking around the desk as her fingers trailed along the woodwork. The only thing on it, was some papers. Moving them, she turned and looked at him.
“I surely did get wet. Do you mind if I take off my clothes? I would hate to catch a cold.”
“That’s a good idea.”
Within minutes, she was nude. Backing up to the desk, she lay back and opened her legs.
Looking at James, she said,
“Join me?”
When his cock entered and deliciously filled her tunnel, Thea moaned and held the man close. Um! Let’s seem, there is Jake, Uncle, Floyd, Irene, and now James. However, Jake is a loser, Uncle was not always available, and lately Floyd and Irene were gone a lot. So that left only James to be readily available. Which was okay, but not exactly what she wanted. But, fr the time being!
Oh well, life was so uncertain!
*
A week later, Jake gave her some good and bad news. The bad news
was that Floyd and Uncle Dan were still gone. The good news was that he was to leave early tomorrow morning and join them. They were on the other side of the state looking at some property. Irene had stayed on as her mother had taken another bad turn.
Three days later, a lonesome Thea had just prepared for bed. This was the tenth day she had gone without any loving. She was almost asleep when she thought a car had pulled up in the drive. Listening, she heard some voices, the loudest being the maid. Thinking it was a friend of the one of the house staff; she closed her eyes as sleep was overtaking her.
Moments later the door to her room opened and then suddenly closed. Again thinking it was the maid checking on her, Thea did not bother to open her eyes. The suddenness of a kiss startled her. Opening her eyes fully, she stared into the ones of a grinning Floyd!
Circling his neck, she gave him a hug and a kiss. Sitting down on the bed he told her that Uncle Dan had sent him back to watch over the farm. He and Jake would be gone at least two more weeks!
“Two weeks? Then that means…! ” She exclaimed.
“Yeah, Mr. Jake gave me a message for you.” Floyd answered as his hand cupped her left tit.
“He told me to take care of you.”
Nodding, Thea put her hand over the one on her tit.
“I am sure you will.”
“Glad you understand, he also tell me to make sho’ you get plenty of fucking! He say you git sassy! How dat sound?” He asked of her with a smile. She grinned broadly at his statement.
“Good, I am glad you agree. For I surely do not mind at all to fuck you. I like bin’ all up in your pussy, and I do believe, I’m going to start right now. So, the first thing is you git naked, den spread them legs while I get naked. How dat be?”
Throwing her arms around his neck, Thea pressed her body to his.
“Yes! Fuck me!”
Floyd smiled to himself as he undressed. Lordly! Not only I get to fuck this woman, but her husband wants to hear about it!
*
The next morning, Thea rose and looked over at a
sleeping Floyd. His cock lay against his leg and even in its present state, it was big. God thought Thea! What a lover! He was rough, but she attributed that too many things. Whatever the reason, she could care less as long as he would continue to fuck her. Getting up, she started for the door.
“Where you be going’ Bitch?” Floyd suddenly asked as he sat up.
I’m going to shower and then dress.” Thea said. Her face in a half smile for she was still nude.
“Did I be telling you to get dressed?”
“No, but…!”
“I will make your ass red the next time you no asks me before you go do something! ”
“Oh! Yes … I … will,” She responded in a passive voice.
“Okay, go on, but wears just a dress that’s I can whip up outs the way and grab yo’ by yo’ stinking ass pussy. No drawers in other words, you understand?”
With a slight shiver, Thea nodded.
After her shower, she found an outfit that Floyd would hopefully approve of. It was one that she had never worn for it was too short and revealing. It was extremely low cut, and the hem only came to the top of her thighs. Easy on, she thought as it slid down over her body. With a slight shiver she hoped it would be off more than on!
Yes! Another two weeks of good loving! Life was great!
Jake was still nude and stretched out with his hands behind his head when Thea returned.
Damn! He thought! Did she look fine! The dress just added to her sexuality. His cock gave a twitch and for a few moments, he considered throwing her down and giving her a good hard fuck. But no, he had other plans. He had neglected to tell her that Jake had left him some very specific instructions concerning his hot ass wife. Jake said he didn’t mind what Floyd did to his wife, just as long as he told him every little detail.
Laughing inside, Floyd thought, oh yeah! The man needed not to worry. He would be glad to tell him! He had two weeks to have this girl do everything he had ever wanted to do to a woman. And did he want her to do some things. Oh yeah!
Thea smiled at Floyd when he patted the edge of the bed. Her eyes locked on his flaccid meat that was lying against his leg.
“Is the dress okay?” She asked.
“Yeah, it be alright. You got any drawers or b-zers on?” He answered in a flat tone.
‘No. You told me not to wear any.” She answered by lifting up the hem.
“I forget anyhow dat yo Uncle no let you wear them. Ain’t dat right?” he asked as his hand pushed the short skirt up and bared her crotch.
“Yes. He … gets mad when I put them on.” She said in a low voice.
“He does? What he does to you?” Floyd said with interest as his hand on her inner thighs pushed them apart. He wanted to see her beautiful pussy!
“He spanks me.” Thea answered as she opened her thighs up more so that Floyd had access to her warming cunnie.
“Huh! I thought he do something different! Dat be good. Make you mind the man! Shit, I whip that big ass of Irene’s all de time. Huh! Dat bitch be da the same as you on dat anyhow. You both be likening it. Yeah, yo’ uncle told me he warm yo’ ass once in awhile. I imagine right now, dat brother of hers though, he be keeping her ass straight.”
Thea remained silent on that statement, for she was certain her friend had already had at least two or three spankings from her brother. Jimmy was very good at warming a woman’s ass up so they were more receptive to screwing. She, herself, had been bent over by him more than once and had her butt reddened.
“You ever meet him?” Floyd asked.
“_Uh, yes, a couple of times.” She hedged.
“Yeah! That’s right! You went with Irene, yeah! Now I remember. Tell me, did the boy put a blistering on your ass?”
Floyd’s fingers were trailing up and down her blond thatch. Ever so often, he would cease and push his middle finger up to the first knuckle within her slit. Each time Thea would gasp.
Looking at him, Thea sighed and nodded her head up and down.
“Was Raymond there also?”
“¬¬Yes.”
“Hmm! How long you two there?”
“Five days.”
“Five days? Well, let’s see. That meant Jimmy had you good. Right?”
“Yes.”
“When did Raymond show up?”
“The first day.”
“Hmm, what did you think of him?”
“Irene had already told me what to expect. As you know, she treats me like you do. Yes, you know I like it when you treat me like that. ”
“Dat’s a fact! Tell me bout it.” He said with a smug look.
Taking a deep breath, she commenced.
“The moment I met Jimmy, I was smitten. He is you know, a handsome man. I had been there less than twenty minutes when Irene needed to go to the bathroom. He approached me and said that I was pretty. I thanked him and Lois just then reentered the room.
He turned to her and stepped up closer to me.
“Dear sister, your friend here is a beauty.”
“Yes she is.” Lois said as she pulled me into her arms and gave me a kiss. “She be sexy looking also ain’t she?” her hand went to my blouse and undone the top three buttons.
I gave a weak attempt at stopping her, but quickly relented when Jimmy took hold of my wrists in a firm grip.
We all laughed and giggled as Lois completed the task of baring my breasts. Jimmy complimented me on them and he pulled me into his arms. Holding me around the waist, he let his other hand slid over my buttocks. Our eyes locked and I easily surrendered when his lips covered mine.
Brushing my cheek, the other hand now slid further down up under my pert butt. When his fingertips searched out and located my labia, I moaned and pushed against him. Once again our lips sought out the others. Pulling me onto the sofa, he again took me in his arms and deep kissed me thoroughly. This time his hand slid under my blouse and cupped my right boob. I swooned at the attention he gave me as you, and my husband are slight in that department.
We were just beginning to kiss when his phone rang. Giving me a quick kiss, he rose, went and answered it.
Apparently it was a friend of Jimmies. The phone was directly behind the sofa and while speaking, he bent down and kissed me.
“Raymond? How are you? Irene, and the most beautiful white woman you have ever seen are here for a few days. Her name? Thea. She is a beauty. Her lips are so soft, and wait until you get hold of her tits. They are nice and firm. ”
I looked at him wide- eyed and then over at a smiling Irene. She smiled and shrugged as I had been told to prepare for anything.
“Married? Yes, she is nodding her head. Her figure? From what I have seen and felt of it so far, it is excellent.
Bending back down, he said,
“Raymond would like to talk to you.”
Jimmy squatted down behind me and put his arms around me and cupped my tits.
“Hello, this is Thea. Ohh! How are ah, you? What?”
Jimmy was now kissing me on my neck and ears as his hand continued to knead my bare tits. Oh yes, I was becoming sexually heated. He turned my face around and our lips fused together. I could hear Raymond speaking but the loving I was receiving was too good to leave. I gladly gave up the phone to Jimmy so I could reach out and touch him.
“Oh yeah! Don’t worry.” Jimmy said “What? Yeah, that sounds good. Right, we need to finalize that. Okay my man, see you in a bit. Ha! You know what I’m going to do!”
Hanging up, Jimmy moved from my excited body and walked around to his seated sister. Squatting in front of her, his hand went up her skirt.
“I’m going to take Thea into my bedroom. In about an hour or so, Raymond should be here.”
I could see his hand move in between her legs and knew that he was fingering her as she would give a little jerk.
“In the refrigerator is a snack tray. Would you please have it set up? Plus get the bottle of wine on the counter. Okay?”
Stopping, he rose and returned to me. Pulling me up and against his hard body, I shuddered with anticipation. Cupping my breast, he gently pulled the flesh as he said,
“Is everything okay with you?”
I smiled, nodded and then kissed him.
“Good, now. I’m going to take your clothes off.”
Yes! This was the part I always like. Being nude and preparing to be…whatever! When I was completely stripped, Jimmy gave me a smile as he openly admired me. If he only knew how much I enjoyed this!
Taking me by the upper arm, he led me over to the back of the sofa.
“Bend over.”
Doing as he instructed, I almost whimpered with happiness as the touch of his hand on my crotch was like fire. When he lightly squeezed my vagina flesh, I squirmed and moaned. Using his thumb and forefinger, he opened the lips of my heating cunt. Next his hands moved to lightly squeeze and knead my pert and full buttocks. Just as I was whimpering lightly to myself, his open hand slapped me across my tightly stretched butt made me jump.
That slap caught me by surprise. The next five made me almost cry. But as he continued a strange and wonderful heat began to build inside my always hot and moist cunt! I could feel the heat creeping across my skin and the sensation was delightful. I began to beg him for more and as he increased the force, I began pushing back to meet his downswing. My slit was drooling and I knew that Jimmy could see it leak. Suddenly he stopped, and pulled me back up right. Turning my body, he gathered me close.
Wiping my tears away, he kissed me.
“You okay?”
Sobbing softly, I nodded my head. My butt was hot and emitting warmth through out my lower body. I could feel more moisture between my legs.
“Go down the hall, first door on the right. I will be there in a moment or two. I have to make a call.”
I again nodded and kissed him.
Lying down, I could feel the heat as it rose through my buttocks into my crotch. Oh yes! Your right! I was more than ready! The thoughts in my mind made my legs open on their own accord. My hand was lightly stroking the lips of my pussy when he walked in.
Looking down at me, Jimmy sat next to me and watched as I continued to explore my slit. Bending down, he kissed me. And then again, and again, until I was moaning. It was great. The next dozen were even better. My legs were wide open. When he went down my body with his mouth and latched onto my damp sex, I whimpered. His tongue beat any snake as I gyrated all over the bed. When he finally listened to my pleas, I had to hurriedly wipe a tear from my eye before I held him by the shoulders.
His cock filled me perfectly. When he reached his depth, I wriggled around until it was as deep as possible. We then had a nice kiss and I sighed when he cupped my bursting tits. Slowly his hips begin to move. I found him easy to follow and the friction from our coupling and the heat from my butt added to the enjoyment. Twice I came around his cock before he pushed against me and coated my channel.
We cuddled for awhile and then he took me again. This time it was better and lasted longer.
Leading me to the bathroom, he gave me a thorough look before washing every inch of me. Using the showerhead, he rinsed me clean. I was then eased against the shower wall, and my inner thighs were lightly but with a stinging effect, slapped until I had them wide open. Taking the shower head, he pushed it firmly against my sex. Then he turned the water on full pressure!
The head had a pulsing feature and it took only minutes before I was whimpering with pure animal passion. My cunt felt like it was being electrocuted. Jimmy went to his knees while he continued to torment me. Using his free hand, he laid it across my soft belly, pinning me firmly. He then turned the showerhead to the side and began running it up and down my slit. I was jerking and crying as I then realized he was pushing the impersonal instrument up me.
My pleas went unanswered as I could feel my body yield to the pressure. Then suddenly it popped inside of me. The size and coolness of the hard metal pulsing against my ridged wall made me cry out as my body shuddered and shook from multiple orgasms. Never in my life had I came so many times.
Finally he pulled the maddeningly item from me and I cried out as my pussy felt as though it had been stretched. The water was turned off and Jimmy had to carry me to bed. I was near unconscious as he gently laid me on my back.
“Look, I had to do that. You will understand why later on. So, just rest. When Raymond arrives, I will send him in here. Take care of him and don’t get dressed. Understand?”
I nodded and begged for a kiss.
He then left.
I immediately went to sleep. I awoke once and heard a strange voice. The speech was muffled and unintelligible. Sleep again overtook me. I had no recollection as to the time I spent sleeping. Whatever the time -limit, I awoke as someone had entered the room.
My body felt refreshed and I could see the figure of a man about Jimmy’s size. My interest rose as he was a handsome man. Pretending sleep, I opened my right leg. Whoever was approaching me, I wanted them to see my nudity!
His eyes roamed over my nudity with apparent interest. When he sat down, I pretended to awaken. No one said anything for a full minute.
“I’m Raymond. Jimmy said you were in here and that I could come in and…get acquainted.”
“I…see.” So, he was to take me. That was not a problem as my butt was still warm and sending a warmth that kept me on the edge of lascivious.
“Yeah, he said you were beautiful and I agree.”
His eyes once again raked my nude body. I could feel the moisture starting to boil in my crotch. For I knew that soon I would be mounted and plugged by this man!
“Thank you. Uh…should I get up, stay like this or what?”
He looked at me, and then rested his eyes on my crotch area.
“Nooo, you just lie there like you are. I want to…get acquainted.”
“Yes…that’s important.”
Standing up, he began to undress. When his shorts dropped, so did my mouth. I then understood why Jimmy had stretched me earlier. Raymond had a cock like a small donkey! I had to have it! It was a good nine inches long and as big around as my wrist!
He was a master at loving and within minutes, had me gasping and begging for his cock. When he pushed it up me, I whimpered like a bride. My hands squeezed the sheets and my heels dug in from the onslaught I was under. Finally he bottomed out in me. I felt like a log had been inserted inside of me. When he pulled back, my vagina walls gloved his monster and felt like they were being pulled inside out!
Thankfully I had an orgasm and the liquid let his penis slid in and out much easier. My speech to him was all gibberish as he turned my cunt into mush. Bam! I had an orgasm. Bam, bam, bam! Now they were coming in multiples. Luckily Raymond had mounted me in the missionary style. For my strength was like the sperm exiting from my slit, ever so slowly but surely flowing away!
Then as if he had heard my prayer, he stopped.
Pulling out of my battered, but so content cunt, he lay next to me. I thought he was finished, but oh no! I learned he was only getting his second wind.
“Turn over.”
Doing as he said, I murmured happily as his hand and fingers excited my pussy. My breath caught when the spongy head of his monster came back knocking for another round.
“Put it in!”
Tears came to my eyes when I fisted him. I could not even circle his cock! I cried when he pushed it against my tender vagina.
“Ah, ah, please! I’m too dry! Please it hurts.”
“Sorry. Be right back.”
I felt him rise and go the adjoining bathroom. When he returned, I turned my head and saw a large jar in his hand.
“Turn over and open up.”
His fingertips held a large glob of white cream. This was pushed up me. His actions in applying the cream were very satisfying to me as he gave my pussy some good touches. I murmured happily as he continued to pack me full.
Turning back over, I led his jerking monster to my portal. I could now accept him with no problem. Giving me some strong long stokes, he then cupped my tits. His fingertips squeezed and pulled my nipples. Then my tit flesh was pulled, kneaded, weighed, and lightly slapped, as my cunt was pounded on so very well. I could feel my sperm leaking around his driving monster as my body shook from a multiple orgasm. Oh, how I wish my husband could fuck me like this!
Feeling his strokes become shorter and his breath quicker, I pushed back to increase the sensation. Grunting, he squeezed my tits delightfully as his hips shot forward and inundated my channel with his seed.
When his cock oozed from my wet sticky cunt, I turned over, scooted down and began loving on his cock with my mouth.
My tongue had barely begun to lick the underside of his cock when to my amazement, his long limp meat began to harden. Exclaiming at his recuperative powers, he laughed and said,
“Now, you are going to get a real fucking”
Pushing me over on my back, he quickly went between my thighs. Fisting his now rock hard cock, he pushed it up me. I grunted as he expressed little or no manners in his technique. Holding me under my knees, I was lifted, and pounded on for an unbelievable length of time. I counted at least three orgasms’ I had before he increased his drive and speed. The pressure of another come approached me and that rare thing of mutual orgasm’s occurred as we both spent.
Heaven! Pure bliss! I knew then that I had to have this man again and again before leaving.
Jimmy and Irene smiled as we came to the living room. I had showered and Raymond had me stay wet for he said I looked good naked. Naturally, I loved showing my nudity.
“Well, looks like you two got along okay? What do you think Thea? Was it good?” Jimmy inquired.
“It …it was good, no…it was better than good. And I hope Raymond, or you, if either of you want me again, will…take me again…and again” I answered and then turned to look at Jimmy.
“You can make book on that if you do as we say!”
“Yes…I’m … uh, whatever you want me to do.” I answered once again.
“Good. Go get us some drinks.
When I returned, Jimmy and Irene were sitting next to each other. Raymond was lying back on the sofa watching me. As I approached, he spoke,
“Thea, come over here a moment.”
Standing at his side, he cupped and rubbed my slit. Looking at it with interest, he said to me,
“Thea, you are the best white woman I have ever had.”
“I have to agree. And since my sweet sister brought her to us, I think she should be rewarded.” Jimmy responded.
Standing, he left the room and quickly returned with two thin leather belts and two stiff bristle hairbrushes. Going directly to his sister, he had her bend over the low sofa arm rest.
“Open your legs. More! Yeah, That’s right. A bit more. That’s good.”
Fondling her cunt for a bit, he commenced in spanking her buttocks lightly with one of the brushes. By the sixth slap, she was crying. By the tenth, she was whimpering and lifting her big butt cheeks to meet the downward swing. Dropping the brush, he picked up the belt and started in on her legs and thighs.
Raymond had moved so he could see the action and said,
“Cut her up under her butt. That way she will remember it better when she gets fucked.”
Jimmy laughed as he did so. Her brown skin was turning darker and the words from her mouth were incoherent.
“Lois, turn around, lean back, and open your legs.”
“Ye…s! Plea…se!” She whimpered.
The belt whistled and wrapped around her smooth legs. Jimmy worked her over on both sides and then went to his knees in front of her.
“Push that cunt out!”
Folding the belt, he lightly slapped her dark pubic lips. The slaps made her utter gibberish as her hips rose and fell in time with the contact of the belt. Three times she had a long orgasm. Stopping, Jimmy then turned to me.
My breath caught as Raymond took me by the upper arm. I looked over at a wet eyed but highly charged Irene. She gave me a smile and a nod. Yes! Yes, I thought. Why not!
Positioning me in front of a sitting Jimmy, I was turned with my back to him.
“Now, open your legs.”
His hand then came up between my crotch and spanked my cunt. It stung me and I almost whimpered. Next he worked the belt back and forth across my legs and buttocks. The emitting heat was coursing toward my always warm and moist slit. My butt was really burning now but as before, it felt good. Jimmy stopped and had me stand up. He then stepped in front of me and worked the belt back and forth in a swishing motion across the tender skin of my stomach. When I half heartedly attempted to move, Raymond came up behind and held me tightly around my upper arms. Now the belt came to my tits. I cried out as the blows were like bee stings. Each blow made me whimper and tears fall down my cheeks.
Stopping, he stepped up close and kissed me.
“You okay?”
Looking up at him with my tear stained eyes, I answered,
“Ohh, yes, I…oh my! My…my…skin!”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“I…oh…never, never in my life! Stop? No!”
“Good. We are going to take you to bed.”
I was lifted and helped into the bed where they had screwed me before. I noticed that the sheets had been changed. That explained the disappearance of Irene.
Three hours later I almost cried when the dress slid over my nude body. Naturally, Irene and I were not allowed any underwear. My skin was hot and so, so tender. And yet, I felt alive! Every nerve of my body was tingling! My pussy was so sensitive that I felt that if I rubbed my legs together, I could come. I was hoping that one of the men would screw me before leaving, but my dream hopes were dashed as they were excited about some business deal.
The club was packed and the band was excellent. We danced and the close contact and warmth of my skin kept me in a sexual heat.
Two white men came in later and undoubtedly knew Jimmy and Raymond as they waved and took a table directly across from us. I noticed them staring at my legs under my short skirt. Raymond happened to see them and whispered to Irene and me,
“Open your legs. They are friends of Jimmy and me.”
I nodded and after a bit, I let them open on what seemed to be their own accord. I knew they could see my sex.
We ordered a round of drinks. Over the rim of my glass, I smiled at the two men. They returned the smile and nodded.
The taller of the two came over, shook hands and asked Jimmy and Raymond if he and his partner could dance with us.
His name was Art and he was very smooth on his feet as we glided over the dance floor. The next dance was slow and he held me close. I could feel his hardness pushing against my stomach. Concluding the dance, I was then asked by Mike, his friend. He made no bones about his feelings toward me and kept me tight against him.
Upon our return, two men, one black and the other one was white, were sitting at our table. Irene whispered that they were the men Jimmy was working some kind of deal with.
“Gents, this is Thea, and you know my sister Irene.”
Jimmy said as he moved over so Irene could sit down. Raymond did the same for me. His hand went directly onto my upper thighs.
“Thea is from Georgia. Her uncle owns many thousand of acres of land there and in two or three other states.”
“Well,” the black man said, “You two are sure pretty.”
We, Irene and I smiled and thanked him. The conversation went on and the two smiled broader when they learned I was married. Raymond now had his hand within an inch of my warm nest. The two men smiled at him as he slowly trailed up and down my thigh. My breath almost caught when Raymond pulled my skirt up toward my waist. His hand then returned and onto the inner part of my thigh.
I could see that Jimmy had an almost sinister look about him when he saw the two looking.
“Dan, didn’t you tell me that you just bought a new car?”
Dan was the black man. He looked at Raymond and nodded and then said he had.
“Why don’t you two take Thea to go look at it. I’m sure she would like to see the back seat. That way you two will be more relaxed when we discuss business. ”
Dan looked at him and then me. I knew what I was to do.
“Yeah, Thea, you be good now.” Raymond replied.
“Yes…I will be good.”
An hour later, we returned. The men had each taken a turn with me and I had gave each a blow job afterwards. While resting in the back seat, the men were fingering and fondling my body while I wrote down my phone number. They had asked if a future meeting was possible. I had readily agreed.
Jimmy and Raymond were very happy, and they immediately began discussing business.
Upon our return, the men were all standing. Raymond apologized, but said that they had to leave to discuss a business venture. He handed me a twenty dollar bill and said for us to enjoy ourselves and take a cab home. They then left. Irene and I gave the other a knowing smile.
We had just sat down when Art and Mike joined us. We danced a few songs and returned for another drink. Art without hesitation, put his hand only inches from my crotch. I smiled and done the same to him.
His hand moved around my leg and he said,
“Hmm! No panties! I like that!”
Smiling I replied,
“Thank you. This way you want have to waste time taking them off!
Irene and Mike laughed at my pun as we all rose and left.
Inside their car, Art took me in his arms and kissed me. His hand immediately went to my bodice and slipped between the material to cup my tits.
Their hotel was close. I held Art’s hand as we went to his room. Inside, we kissed and caressed each other. He then removed my clothes and gave my heated slit a few enjoyable minutes of tongue lashing. I reciprocated by taking him in my mouth and making him hard.
Thirty minutes later, the phone rang. He answered, listened, and then laughed. Hanging up, he turned to me and cupped my crotch.
“Mike wants to come over and have you. Is that okay?”
“Sure! But you have to kiss me good by first.”
Mike came in, spoke and straddled my body. Scooting up me until he was almost sitting on my tits, he then guided his sticky cock inside my mouth.
“Irene told me that you liked to suck a wet cock.”
I smiled up at him as I held his acceptable cock. He permitted me to get him hard before going back down and then entering me.
Back at Jimmy’s house a couple of hours later, Irene and I compared notes on the men we had just left. We came to an agreement that they had been enjoyable.
We talked a bit more and decided to go to bed.
When I awoke the next morning, Raymond was in bed with me. I eased out and left the room. Three hours later, Irene and I were talking when the two men finally awakened and joined us. They were in a jovial mood as they had closed a deal early this morning and had made a great deal of money. We went out and had a great meal to celebrate and then returned home. Jimmy took me in his arms and soon had me panting. Stripping me, he then caressed and fondled me in front of Irene and Raymond. When his manhood was near the bursting point, I was pushed to my knees and made to accept his throbbing cock.
I had just started to lick and suck when he jerked my mouth down on his root and filled me with gobs of creamy sperm. I was instructed to stay on my knees and lick him for another ten minutes.
Irene was also on her knees paying homage to the big stick of Raymond. I was finally let free and sat down to watch the two. The big cock of Raymond made my slit twitch. It had not been satisfied and was asking for relief.
Suddenly it arrived!
“Thea, come here!”
Raymond said.
Going to his side, he pulled me close and kissed me. His hand then went between my thighs. I opened them quickly so he could get at me as he wanted. Two of his fingers pushed up me and I began to receive a good fingering. My sexual urge was already high and in just moments, I shuddered and came over his driving fingers.
Three hours later, I was still nude as was Irene. The men watched a ball game and during intermission, Raymond pulled me from my chair and hustled me into his bedroom. Straddling my body, he tit-fucked me until he was totally hard. Scooting down my body until he was between my thighs, he then proceeded to fuck me thoroughly.
After the game, the men were again excited on the outcome. Jimmy took me to his room and Raymond took Irene to hers. It was an enjoyable fuck. Later that night Irene and I put on a show by going down on each other.
The next morning while lying in bed with Jimmy, I asked if he would whip me like last time. For my time there was drawing close and I wanted to remember my time with him.
Thirty minutes later, my skin was shouting for release. Jimmy had spanked every inch of my body. Twice I came vigorously.
Leaving me face down on the carpeted floor, Raymond came over and picked me up. Putting me on the sofa, he opened my legs wide. I opened my eyes to see him tying strips of lacer laces together. Then he tied knots every few inches apart. Looking up, he then nodded at Jimmy.
My wrists were clasped and pulled above my head. Oh God! Here I was, nude, wide opened legs, and my tits jutting forward. Umm! How sweet!
The little straps of leather across my boobs were like fire. The nipples got so hard they hurt. Then my stomach underwent burning minutes of the strap going back and forth across it.
But it was nothing compared to the feeling I got when he started in on my cunt. My hood opened and my clit reared its head. Raymond smiled as he spanked it furiously. Twice I came.
On and on I was spanked. My body was turned and my butt cheeks were whacked even harder. Then my back and shoulders received their dose. Again I was turned and my arms were worked on. My butt raised as the pressure in me became too much and I once again vented semen through my slit.
“Get up!”
Raymond told me as I was helped up. He and Jimmy took me into a bedroom. Thinking I was to be left alone was wishful thinking. Jimmy took me from the rear and Raymond rammed his log up me from the front. For ten minutes, I was fucked slow and steady.
The next morning, Irene was at the table. She was alone and still nude. I had put on just a tee shirt.
“Honey, take off that shirt. Raymond was just here and he wants to take you again before we leave this afternoon.”
Stripping off the shirt, I had just sat down when Raymond returned.
He kissed each of us and I poured him some coffee.
We talked for awhile and then I was pulled over his lap.
“Open your legs. More! Yeah!”
His hand was rubbing my cunt back and forth. Then, whack! Then again and again I was struck. Soon my butt was feeling as if it was on fire. Stopping, I was made to stand and then bend over.
His cock quickly found my slit and went up me to its length. Raymond then cupped my tits and proceeded to give me a good fucking.
Keeping me bent over even after I had received a good dose of his spunk, he eased out. I started to raise u but a hand on my neck stopped me.
“Be still! I want some of you myself.”
It was Jimmy. His cock was pounded into me hard and I found it to be enjoyable.
Later on that day, I replayed what I had done over the last few days. I had fucked and sucked men that I had just met. My body had been whipped and I had enjoyed every minute of it. Why? I didn’t know. All I really knew that the more I fucked and sucked, the more I liked it.
*
Floyd saw her ample bosom rising and falling. She had grown excited from telling the story. He did have to admit, that it had been quite a story!
Damn! Floyd thought. This white bitch stayed ready! Well, it is time for him to do something about it! Getting up from the bed, he stood in front of the big -eyed girl. Putting his hand on his long piece of dark meat which had grown hard and heavy, he pulled the skin back. He needed some of the heat taken away before he wasted the fuck by shooting off in the air.
Stepping closer, his hand came out and went to the back of her head. His head nodded accordance as she immediately opened her mouth to accept him.
Thea moaned happily when his cock went down her throat. She sucked as much of the licorice stick as her little mouth could handle.
“Open dat dress up so I can play with them dem titties.”
Her hands immediately went to her dress front and opened the flaps. Sounds erupted around her cock stuffed mouth when he reached down and began kneading her tit flesh. Her twat was twitching with a need now and she hoped he would tell her to fall back with her legs spread open.
She needed not to worry. For Floyd let her suck him until he reached the point where if he continued: his cock would shoot off in her mouth. But that did not happen. No, he wanted his load deep in her snatch. However, he should have let her then. For early the next morning Uncle Dan called him back to Georgia. Ten minutes later, he called back and told James to come along also.

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sharing my sister part 3

This part 3 where my education really began.
As stated in part 2 the previous few days were taken up by the Easter Holidays so no opportunity offered it’s self. But on the Wednesday morning I was woken up by the front door slamming as my mother left for work, leaving the house free with just myself and my 2 sisters as my dad would have left about an hour earlier. As usual I had woken up with my cock rock hard and aching to cum, I reached down under the duvet and into my pyjama bottoms and gave my cock a few tugs before having a wank in earnest, so threw the duvet on the floor and pulled my pyjama bottoms on down past my knees, don’t wear underwear in bed. With my pyjama bottoms bunched round my ankles I slowly started to rub my right hand up and down my cock, with my eyes closed imagining that it was Tina’s mouth and not my own hand . . I had been wanking for only a few seconds when I was startled by the door opening and Sharon entered the room, she was only wearing a dressing down which was totally open revealing her gorgeous body beneath it. She had a huge smile on her face and casually said move over time for some fun, as she shrugged her shoulders and let her dressing down fall to the floor.
She climbed on to the bed with me wrapped her hand around my hand that was rubbing my cock and said let me do that, so I released my hand from my cock only to feel her hand replacing it , I turned on my side to face her, all the time her hand going up and down my cock, a few strands of her hair had fallen across her eyes , I moved them with my left hand before cupping her cheek in my hand and leaning in to kiss her as I did she welcomed my mouth onto hers by opening her lips and pushing her tongue into my mouth this turned into a long lingering snog, with our tongues snaking alternately between each other’s mouths. Meanwhile my left hand crept down onto her right boob, and started to knead it, she broke the kiss to tell me to be gentler, so I took her nipple between my fingers and started to flick my thumb back and forth over it.
After a few minutes of doing this she released her hand from my cock took hold of my hand and placed it between her legs opening them slightly , I could feel how warm and wet she was without opening her pussy lips. I rubbed my hand up and down her lips a few times before parting her lips with my middle finger. But before I could insert my fingers inside her she placed my middle finger on to her clit , and told me to gently play there. I wanted a better look so shuffled on to my knees and turned my body round so I facing her feet and moved my head to above her genitals, this was the first time I had seen a pussy at such close quarters so was just looking at it in admiration, I moved my left hand underneath her left leg and from behind used my fingers to open her lips I felt Sharon move on the bed and then her mouth engulf my cock she was nervous and hesitant at first but started to bob her head up and down my cock. Very tasty she said as she tasted the pre cum that was on the head of my cock, I whispered to her to use her tongue, this was the first instruction I had ever given a female, spurred on by Sharon I slowly lowered my head and gingerly started to lick up and down her pussy before instinctively sticking my tongue inside her and wriggling it about. As she had been winking my cock for a good few minutes by now I was very close to cuming and said so as I started to feel my cock jerk as the spunk rose in my cock before spurting into her mouth in 3 heavy bursts I let out an involuntary groan in doing so. I expected Sharon to have released my cock but no she kept her mouth fully clamped round it before swallowing all down.
Sharon now released my shrinking cock from her mouth but kept on licking it as she did this I started to wriggle my tongue with more enthusiasm and Sharon began to make light grunting noises but the faster I went the more my tongue got tired and had to replace it with my fingers, this time she stopped me and said no not your fingers put your cock up there, I told her to make it hard for her then. So she started fondling my balls while rubbing her hand up my cock, after a few seconds of this my cock started to rise although not fully hard yet. I got off the bed and told Sharon that the bed would be too noisy as Helen was in the house (I wasn’t aware that Helen knew everything we’d done). Sharon told me to lie on the floor in between the bed and the wardrobe as she wanted to be on top of me. I lay down with Sharon getting on her knees and straddling me as she had done the very first time, she took hold of my semi erect cock and placed it at the entrance to her pussy before impaling herself on it and started a smooth rhythm of rocking back and forth, she leaned forward so her tits hung low between both our bodies swinging to and fro getting closer and closer to my face, before moving my face up and grabbing her left nipple between my lips and sucking on it for all I was worth, this made my cock swell to its full erectness as I pounded into her for all I was worth. her moans getting more louder I was worried about Helen hearing us especially as we suddenly heard her getting up and leaving the room she shared with Sharon just as I was Cumming but as I reached the point of no return I wasn’t going to stop pounding her pussy as I felt my cock jerk and twitch as it spurted out a couple of short bursts of spunk deep into her pussy after I finished spurting I felt her muscles contract and start to ripple as she let out a long deep moan. As I leant back on the floor exhausted she was lying on top of me and gently hit me a couple of times on the side of the head and called me a bastard for carrying on as Helen was getting up. I just smiled at her and said sorry but she was far too sexy to stop fucking her, before asking her to get off me as she was crushing me. Sharon stood up picked her dressing down up off the floor , turned round to face me and blew me a kiss and said thanks I needed that will carry on soon, as she left the room.
Over the next 7/8 weeks it became a regular feature that Sharon would wait until our mother had left for work on at least one occasion every week before slipping into my bed.
The group sessions with the lads would become almost non existent as Phil engineered more and more one on one session with him as I tested out what I had experienced and learnt from Sharon

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Comic Con ’17

These are part of a collection of stories that I occasionally send my boyfriend.
My boyfriend is a dominant. I am not a submissive by nature, but I would rather be one in the bedroom. I guess I will never know. My boyfriend thinks I am too nice a girl to be used the way he wants to and so we have never had sex. I am in my mid-thirties and a virgin. These stories are the only sexual release I have

The weekend to remember, chapter 1-3

Hi guys. This is my first ever story, so please give feedback. I apologize for misspellings and grammar faults, I’m Norwegian, and can’t garantee everything is right. Hope you will enjoy. Here is chapter 1-3

My TRUE childhood experiences with my cousin

I’m Dan, and this is the story of my incestuous childhood experiences with my cousin Jessica. We are both the same age; her a week older than me, born in 1991. This may not be the most thrilling, explicit or erotic story you’ll read, but I promise you that it is 100% true. I’m writing this to share my experiences with you, and also to read them back myself, and remember the fun times we had!

Mom is about to get blackmailed

Mom is about to get blackmailed.
Cathy and Tim had been married for seventeen years; they had two sons Jim 15 and Rob 13. They were normal active kids who didn’t get into much trouble so she figured she was ahead of things. They had a nice home in a decent part of town with a pool. One issue was her and Tim’s sex life was none existent. She had bought a big black vibrator and her and the device were very good friends.
It was Sunday and Tim’s boss was having a cookout, they had gone with the understanding they would leave right after they had a burger. As usual Tim had several drinks and she knew the evening would be going on for quite a while.
Most of the people Tim worked with had kids and brought them with them. Jim and Rob quickly made friends and were off doing whatever. Tim was talking shop with a group of men so she wondered around the yard and patio.
She stopped at the bar, she saw a large black man standing off by himself smoking a cigar. Cathy always had a thing for black men; he sister had dated a black guy in college. After the sister would come home from a date she would call Cathy and in minuet detail describe the sex. It always made Cathy wet hearing about it. The only complaints her sister ever had was he was very demanding and extremely large. It often took her several thrust before he got the entire thing in her. They would always giggle and her sister would say “you know 10 inch feels great when it’s in but getting their can be a challenge”. Cathy would always reply with “a challenge I’d love to try”.
Cathy had medium length dark red hair; she was about 20 pounds overweight, the weight being in her ass and breasts. She was 5’2” so at 140 lbs with 38d’s she could easily turn heads. At least she looked hot, so she thought. She had had two glasses of wine and had gotten a refill. The man was just standing there looking at her; she had worn a pair of knee length short which were a bit too tight and a button down blouse which accentuated her breasts.
She was board, horny and lonely; she gulped down the glass of wine in two gulps and asked for another. The man watched her with what she perceived as intense interest. Finally she put on a sexiest smile, shook her hair from side to side and headed in his direction. She swayed her hips more then necessary to see his reaction. As she had hopped he got an approving smile on his face the closer she got, she knew he was admiring her body. She changed direction about five feet from his as not to appear obvious.
“Well hello there miss”, she heard him say. She turned to face him, “hi I’m Cathy”, she put her hand out to shake. He was a big man, six foot six or seven at least, not a bit of fat. It looked like he had six pack abs and the rest of his was chiseled. His big hand took hers ever so gently as he shook her hand, “I’m Jake Watts”, and I’m as board as hell you”? She laughed and swung her hair from side to side. “Yes I’m board too tears”. “My husband and his co-workers are off on the other side of the yard drinking and talking shop”. He nodded as he understood. “Are you here with your wife”? Jake smiled at her “I’m not married any longer; I work for mister Killman I’m his driver”. Cathy looked into his eyes and smiled “well one thing for sure we’re both board to tears, right”?
Now Jake gave her a leering look, “want to ditch the party for about an hour”? She was very interested but afraid, “I’d love to but my husband may miss me”. Jake smiled “tell him you went to the ladies room or something”. The fourth glass or wine had dulled her better judgment. “I’ll need another wine first”.
“Ok get a glass of wine and meet me around the front near the big garage building”. She looked around and saw a brown building with gold trim, “the brown building”?
“Yup see you out front in five minutes”. Jake walked off without another word.
She went back to the bar and ordered a vodka and cranberry, she told the bartender to make it a double. He handed her the drink and she took a big gulp and casually headed for the brown building. She walked slowly thinking about what she was doing, someone may have seen her leave the yard, but so what she was exploring the grounds or heading for the ladies room or something. She turned the corner of the building and there was Jake. She walked up to him, “thank god we’re away from those boring people”. Jake grabbed her by the waist, he pulled her close and his tongue snaked down her throat, she eagerly accepted his tongue and both there tongue were dancing in her mouth in a flash. She finally pushed back, her breathing was heavy.
“I wasn’t expecting that sir”,
“Oh yes you were miss Cathy”, he spun her around and slapped her on the ass. The slap was hard enough that it brought tears to her eyes. She just looked at him, her pussy was soaking wet, he leered at her. “Come inside where it’s more private”. She cocked her head to the side, “are their going to be more slaps like that last one”? He laughed “yes there will be and they will be much harder I promise, but if you don’t want to come in feel free to go back to the party. I’m not going to wait all afternoon for you to make up your mind”. He turned and entered the building leaving her standing their alone.
Her mind was racing she wanted to go in but soon Tim would be looking for her. Jake was exciting and she had only been gone about 10 minutes. Without a second thought she went inside. Jake was standing at a stair case leading up to a second floor. In the building were about a dozen very expensive hot rods and classic cars. She walked over to him and without a word he ushered her up the stairs to a door. He opened it and she entered, this was an apartment, she looked at Jake “do you live here”? Without another word he spun her around, he was unbuttoning her blouse and before long had her tits out of her bra and was sucking her nipples which were hard as rocks. She moaned and pulled his mouth deeper into her tit.
After a few minutes he stopped sucking her nipples, he unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down to her ankles. He gave her a look, in the future you will wear cheek hugger or low French cut panties do you understand”? She nodded, in a swift movement he pulled the front of her panties down smiled at her well trimmed bush and placed a clit vibrator on her. He turned it on low and she heard a soft hum and felt a wonderful feeling deep in her already wet pussy. Now he turned her around, pulled her forward and then she felt a very hard slap to her right butt cheek, this was followed by another to the left cheek. The impact was so hard it brought tears to her eyes, but at that moment she started too convulsed as a violent orgasm overtook her. The combination of the clit vibrator and the pain from the slaps caused her orgasm. She received four slaps on each cheek, this caused four orgasms, her pussy was leaking like she was a 20 years old about to get fucked. He ass was bright red and hurt like hell but at the same time she was on a sexual high of unbelievable proportions.
He stood her up “Cathy are you a good cock sucker”? She responded with “I really don’t like to suck cock”. He cut her off mid sentence, “today you will be sucking my cock, you will be swallowing all the cum you get out of it, do you understand”? Looking deep into his eyes she nodded yes. “In the future you will say I’d love too, do you understand”? She looked at him “yes Jake”. He pushed her down in front of him “now take my cock out and suck it”.
She unbuckled his pants and slipped his cock out; it was huge compared to her husbands. Tim’s cock was a respectable 6 inches, this cock in front of her was twice that size and much fatter? Placing her lips on the head of his cock she sucked on the head and licked the shaft with her tongue, she was still receiving small orgasms from the vibrator, the combination of the vibrator, the stinging in her ass and the taste and smell of his cock put her into a sexual frenzy she had never experienced before in her life. All she could thing about was making the wonderful cock explode cum in her mouth.
It took about five or six minutes before he grabbed her head and pushed a little more cock in her mouth and stiffened. Warm cum flowed from his cock is large spurts; she didn’t think it was ever going to stop. She had to swallow four times to get it all down, finally the cum flow stopped. She had cum on her chin, in her mouth and on her tits. He smiled at her, “well how did it taste”? She thought about it for a moment, “It was nice and warm a bit salty, I’m sure I’ll get use to it”.
“Well you have a few things you’re going to have to get accustomed to”.
“Like what”?
“Well let me get the vibrator off while I tell you. First you pussy will need to get stretched to accommodate my cock. Secondly your ass will have to get accustomed to my cock. Thirdly sucking cock and cum eating is included every time where together. Now stand up put you tits back in your bra but don’t clean them off. Pull up your jeans and put yourself together to go back to the party. Do not brush your teeth as I want the taste of cum fresh in your mouth, got it”?
She thought about it for a moment “yes Jake anything else”?
“No for now that’s it, here’s my card with my cell number call me so I have your number, now hurry up get dressed”.
Fifteen minutes later she was walking in the back yard, her ass stung like hell. Her pussy was socked and she could taste cum in her mouth. Jake was milling around the party, every once in a while she would catch his eye and smile.
Tim came up to her, “sorry I left you alone for so long did you have any fun while I was gone”?
“I had a few interesting conversations why”?
“Nothing you just have a strange look on your face”.
“You’d have a strange look on your face if you had just spent the last 5 hours with strangers who bored you to tears”.
They gathered the kids and got to the car, as she sat down the pain in her butt cheeks made her shift uncomfortably in her seat. It took two days for her butt cheeks to stop hurting. Wednesday morning her phone rang, it was Jake. She chewed her lips for several seconds as she wasn’t sure she should answer it. On the third ring she answered, “Hi Jake how are you”?
“I’m fine babe, how’s the pretty butt of yours”?
“Fine now but it took two day so I could sit comfortably”. He laughed “well I’d like to come over and stretch your pussy and ass. Get the cheeks good and red and have a good time I’ve got 4 hours before the boss man needs me”. She thought about it for a few seconds, “Jake I guess I’d like that when will you be here, I want to sex myself up for you”. She heard silence for a brief moment, “ok Cathy, I’ll be their in twenty minutes where can I park”?
“I’ll watch for you, when you pull in the driveway I’ll open the garage door for you this way no one will see your car”.
“Great see you in a bit”, the line went dead.
She had just finished changing into a light green half bra and lace boy short when she heard his car pull in. She grabbed her robe and was in the kitchen opening the door for him in less then a minute. Once the door was on its way down she removed her robe and watched to see his reaction. His face lit up, she knew he liked what he was seeing. She backed up as he entered carrying a gym bag. As he closed the door he put his hands on her waist and pulled her close. His tongue snaked in her mouth, she responded and there tongues intertwined.
After several minutes of kissing and grouping he pushed he back, “lets get to a comfortable place, ok”? She smiled and they headed for the guest room. As soon as they entered the room she dropped to her knees and expertly removed his sweat pants and underwear. The monster cock sprang out, without hesitation she started sucking, licking and kissing it. After a few minutes of this he pulled her to her feet and sat her down on the bed, she was breathing heavily. He pulled her wet panties down and got between her legs which she spread wide for him. His tongue went to work on her clit which was standing up rock hard. She climaxed twice in less then two minutes of this. Her husband never ate her pussy and it was one of the many things she really enjoyed.
Now Jake crawled up between her legs and gently started rubbing the head of his cock between her pussy lips and over her clit. She was wet from the pussy eating, so when he pushed the head in it slipped in with very little effort. Her eyes opened wide she smiled at him “baby please go slowly your wonderful cock is very large, I need a little time to get accustom to it ok”? Jake nodded and started working his cock in and out with slow deep thrusts. Each thrust was a little then the one before, suddenly she realized he was in as far as her husband cock could go. She realized there was a lot more to go; the gentle pushing was driving her into a sexual frenzy. Suddenly she felt a tingle and realized he had placed the clit vibrator on her and it was on low. Her pussy was beginning to cream all over the big cock. She was moaning and thrashing under him like a wild animal. “Deeper fuck me deep and harder, please babe I really need it”! Jake gave a push and the big cock bottomed out deep in her womb. Her pussy was contracting around his cock milking it, now he started pounding her with long deep strokes. She would push her pubic mound up to meet each of his downward strokes. She was crying and moaning as she began to convulse with an orgasm the likes of which she had never experienced in her life, pussy juice flowed out of her. Suddenly she felt him stiffen, cum started flowing form his cock in large spurts. The feeling of cum being pumped that deep into her pussy caused her to yet orgasm again. It was so intense she almost passed out.
They both lay their attempting to catch their breath. Jake’s cock was still deep in her and hard, the vibrator was causing small continuing shocks deep in pussy. She pulled him close “your cock seems to want more, it would be a shame to waste a good hard on and since we need to get my pussy accustomed to your cock how about fucking me again”?
“With pleasure my dear”. The second fucking took longer but the results were as impressive as the first, Jake rolled off her and turned off the vibrator and removed it. Cum was literally flowing out of her. She laid their all she could think about was his cock.
“Cathy suck my cock clean”. She leaned forward and took the cock covered with cum and pussy juice in her mouth and went to work sucking it. About a half hour later she watched as his cock started to stiffen, “babe I think he want some more”, she giggled. “Yeah looks like it get some lube I’m taking your ass”. She gasped at the thought of the monster in her ass, “honey please fuck my pussy again”? Jake stood up and went into his gym bag, he quickly pulled out a small very solid paddle, he rolled her over. “Now Miss Cathy you need a lesson in manners”. The next thing she felt was the paddle crashing down on her butt cheek, this time before he was finished she had received 10 smacks on each cheek. She was crying uncontrollably, “Now as I said get the lube”.
“Honey please”, was all she got out of her mouth as she was again rolled over and received another ten smacks. Her butt cheeks were now starting to turn black and blue, the pain was terrible. “Cathy are you going to get the lube”? Still crying she rolled off the bed and get a big tube of KY he had brought.
She handed him the lube and he squeezed a large amount on his two fingers, he pulled her to the bed and had both fingers working their way in her butt hole. The pain in her butt cheeks was excruciating, but the fingers working her butt hole felt interesting. Now she watched as he lubed the monster, he mounted her. She felt great pressure on her butt hole and the suddenly, plop in the head went. He held it still for a moment and then slowly started going deep. He continued to push deep into her bowels until his balls were slapping her pussy. Every time his body touched her butt cheeks it would send shocks through her body. He was building a rhythm and she was really enjoying the sensation. Suddenly she felt a small convulsion in her pussy, she was going to have an orgasm as she shuddered and moaned she felt his spurting cum deep in her bowels. The collapsed him on top of her, the pain from her sore swollen butt cheeks caused another orgasm. He pulled his cock out and she heard a plopping sound. He rolled off her and lay their smiling.
She felt cum bubbling out of her ass, she looked at him “well now that you have taken my anal virginity sir are you pleased with yourself”? Looking at her he smiled “damn right, did you enjoy it”? She though about it for a moment giggling she cooed “I probably will be pooing white for a week and with these swollen butt cheeks I’m not sure I can sit, that and the fact my pussy is sore. Don’t get me wrong it feels wonderful but I’m gong to need some time before you get any more”. Jake fucked her three more times before he left. As she opened the garage door and let him out she realized even with her panties on she was actually leaking cum on the tile floor. She headed upstairs for a bath.
Cathy was unaware of the circumstances she had put in motion. Her son had motion cameras hidden in the room as he took his girlfriend their when he was trying to feel her up. The cameras had recorded and captured the entire episode in color with sound.

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The Secretary

I make you stand before me, waiting. The minutes tick by as you try your best not to move or ask any questions, your only orders were to stand there until I tell you otherwise, no talking. You are dressed as I told you to, anything else would be a mistake. A light blue pull over top, black dress skirt and equally black stockings and black shoes – no heels.
The minutes continue to tick by as you try not to fidget or appear as nervous you are, your mind filled with lots of questions and scenarios. Not knowing what would happen or what I would do or for that matter what you should do.
“Take off your top”
The words come so suddenly you almost jump, with a second or two of hesitation your hands begin to move, sliding to the edge of your top before grasping them and pulling them upwards. My head comes up and I watch you slide it off your body and let hold it in your hand, not sure what to do with it, looking to me for direction.
“Let it fall to the floor”
You comply and it falls from your hands to land at your feet stand before me more nervously than before, your white lace bra pronouncing your cleavage for my view. I take a moment to contemplate you, letting my eyes roam your body, watching you falter under my gaze, your legs shaking slightly as if unable to support you.
Eventually I stand up and walk towards you, I see you visibly shrink into yourself as I approach but try your best to remain calm. Instead of walking directly to you I instead opt to walk around you, inspecting your body, your stance, I pointedly grab your arms and pin them to your sides making sure you understand to keep them there, your nervousness has them moving all over the place…its distracting. Standing directly behind you I watch your breathing, the rise and fall of your upper body with each intake of breath, its not a smooth rhythm but more sporadic, more forced.
“put your hands on your head and arch your back.”
Again, it wasn’t a request and you knew it, but still the same nervous hesitation grips you.
“Quickly!”
Your body jerks and your hands fly upwards, your fingers knitting behind your head as you do your best to arch yourself. I wait a few more moments watching your body, the tension in your stance, the abruptness of your breathing, the small beads of perspiration forming on your skin. I move closer to you, immediately seeing you stiffen with my breath across your neck. Reaching around your body my hands clasp each silk clad breast, caressing them through the material, teasing the small nub of your nipples, I close my eyes and enjoy the tremors than run through you, the mumbled groan that almost escapes your lips…its musical.
My hands slide down below your breasts to the bare skin of your stomach, stroking your skin and feeling the raised goose-bumps that now cover every inch of exposed skin. I smile to myself as I stroke just below your navel feeling you tense even more as your mind races with images of where my hands – my fingers will slide to next. I surprise you by pulling them back but only to cup your cheeks, at first just feeling the curve of them through your skirt then squeezing each in turn. Again the muffled groan.
The feel of your cheeks in my hand is exquisite, coupled with the tremors racing through your body and the sharp intake of breath each time I squeeze serves to propel my desires. Reaching around you I undo the clip of your skirt at the side then slide the zipper down, again the rippling shock of tension that courses through does not go unnoticed, in fact it was expected. I feel the skirt go slack around your hips and then with minimal prompting on my part, slide down your legs puddling around your ankles exposing the white of your panties beneath the sheer material of your stocking.
Kneeling I undo the straps of your shoes, unclipping the buckles, then reaching for your arm I let you support yourself on me and slip each shoe from your feet. When it is finished I motion for you to step out of them and the skirt, I gather everything in my hands and toss them over to the far chair.
Standing once more I place your hand back on your head then step back admiring your body, the curves of your hips, the slight swell of your stomach…not fat, just plump, the way your body heaves with each deep breath…beautiful. Standing there in nothing more than your bra, panties and stocking. My inspection leads me back in front of you and I catch your eyes before you try to close them and turn your head away. I smile again, I will not reprimand you those slights all your resistance only serves to heighten the pleasure of the moment.
Reaching back to my desk I retrieve a pair of scissors I had lying there, when I turn to face you I see your eyes open wide glued to my hand, your mouth gapes open as if to speak but a sharp look silences whatever unspoken protest there would have been – if any. Carefully I trace the cup of your bra until I reach the point above your nipple, grasping and pulling outwards until it is stretched so far it almost pulls you over. I watch your eyes as I snip a fair sized circle in the cup and then let it go, with a snap it ensconces itself against your breast the ragged hole exposing your nipple and a hard one at that. The same procedure follows and consequently leaving you standing hands on your head with your nipples poking out of the holes in your bra. I can just make out the raised bumps along your areola, despite what you thought about your situation your body reacted of its own accord, a fact you and I both could clearly see. Not a word escapes your lips though light tears make their way down your face and your eyes seek solace anywhere else but at me. I cannot help but smile.
The scissors go back to the desk and for a moment I lean against it, watching you, taking every bit of you in. your lips bitten tight against those words unuttered, protests, cries curses…but you were told not to speak unless told to, so you remained, suffering in silence. I turn my body and look towards the windows, the room seems dark to me for some reason and from the look in your eyes when I turn back to you I can tell you agree. A brisk step or two takes me to them and.…I pause, and wait. A minute passes as I contemplate the condition of the shades, they could really use some dusting, hmm.
Then quite abruptly I reach up and pull them apart, the light in the room barely changes….perhaps I was wrong after all but look at that view. We are up some levels but you can still see the magnificent architecture of the other buildings, the lines, the symmetry…the other windows. Almost reluctantly I tear myself away from the view to stand once more before you, noting with satisfaction the incredulous look on your face as you eyes shift from me to the windows and back again, almost…pleading. Its fascinating watching the raw sets of emotions that flicker across your features, the tears come again this time a little harder than before. Quiet sobs pepper the ragged rise and fall of your chest. This only serves to pull my attention towards it.
Reaching up I grasp your nipples between my fingers, pulling and pinching until a sharp gasp escapes your lips, the pain becoming more than you can bear. A moment more I release them and see momentary relief wash over your face. I move closer and to your side and slide my hand from your covered breasts and downwards again to your stomach, caressing slowly, tracing my finger around your navel and then lower to the top of your stocking where they lay snug against your skin.
Your body jerks and you almost twist out of my grasp when my fingers pulled them from you and slid even further down, not into your panties as you expected but above them and between your thighs and cup the soft mound of your crotch. Your body seems to be off kilter as you shift and twist against me, without a word my free hand reaches for your hair, wrapping in and pulling back sharply arching your back so far you were almost on your toes.
Almost immediately your fidgeting ceased.
I slide my hand further down pressing them against the gusset of your panties, feeling the material damp beneath my fingers. your head swiveled away from my mocking laughter, your body indeed had intentions of its own, tears rolled inexorably down your cheeks and yet your panties were getting wet. Then again, you were helpless to do otherwise, you knew and perhaps that’s why you fought so hard, resisted so much.
I berate you about how wet you have gotten, how even though you fight it your body still wants it. Which knew best, your mind or your body?
“there is no denying it is there, you are my slut. Will use you as much as I want, in any way I choose
because you belong to me. Say it, tell me that you are my whore, let me hear you say it.”
Tears roll down your cheeks and for long moments you remain silent, until I grab the crotch or your panties squeezing the soft lips beneath. Reluctant and haltingly you speak those words and as the last syllable leaves your lips your entire body sags in my hands. I release your crotch and continue to massage your lips, teasing you, reveling in the defeat and surrender of your will. I step back and tell you to strip out of your stockings, slowly and dejectedly you comply. I watch as your hands move to your hips, your fingers curl into the waistband and you bend to peel them off, your nipples pointing downwards from the holes in your bra.
When you are finished I move close to you once more, putting a finger inside the waistband of your panties I pull them out from your skin, looking down into them, following the slow dip of your mound sinking between your legs. I release them and let the band snap against your skin, I enjoy the sight of you jerking from the unexpected if brief pain. Moving behind you I do the same, peeling the waist from your skin and looking into your panties, your cheeks are of a pinkish shade where my hands massaged them, still smooth and alluring. I let the waistband snap back and watch you jerk again.
My inspection continues as I walk around your body, you are tense, shivering, though you have stopped sobbing the tears are still there. I lean into you and run my fingers along your sides, teasing down your soft skin, moving down to the tops of your panties and without missing a beat I slide my fingers into the sides and pull them down your body. Tapping your ankles to make you lift your legs one by one and step out of them, then I tap your legs again indicating that you are to spread them only when they are satisfactorily wide enough for your lips to part do I let you stop. I stand before you, your panties in my hand catching your eye as I roll them around feeling your wetness slick in the material. Placing the wet crotch to your lips I command you.
“Lick it.”
Your face turns away but I quickly grab you jaw and force you back around, I will not press it to your lips but you will lick your juices from your panties. I watch as your head hangs and your shoulders rock momentarily, but slowly you lift your head, your tongue snakes out and come in contact with the material. What follows is almost comical as you try your best to lick the crotch of your panties but at the same time try not to do as commanded. What a sight, you stand before me in nothing but your cup-less bra, legs spread like a shameless whore licking your own slutty juices from the crotch of your panties.
Without warning I grab you by your hair and force you over to the window, the light draping itself across your boy. I push you against it, positioning your palms above your head and flat against the pane, I pull your body back a little having you lean with your upper body forward and your ass pushed back into me, your legs still spread. I like you like this, yes, this is how a slut should look, this is how a slut should be positioned. Leaning close to you I whisper in your ear and watch the effects rush through your body and your head hang down in utter humiliation.
“I wonder if people across the street are watching.”
Slowly, deliberately so that you can hear every sound, I unbutton my pants and undo the zipper, noting the tremor that slithers down through you as I let it crumble to the floor around my legs. Pushing your legs further apart I place my hand on your back, trailing my fingers across your skin, I love the way you feel, the soft tingle of your skin mingle with the ragged breathes that rack your body. I massage the curve of your cheeks sliding my fingers between your legs; you stiffen against me and that heightens my pleasure even more.
My fingers dip between your lips….of course. For all your bravado, for all your resistance, for all your tears and all your reluctance at my touch, your body reacts as I know it would and your cunt is dripping wet. My finger slides between your lips and enter the warmth of your sex, a sound escapes your lips, whether a cry or moan I cannot tell for it is soft and low. My finger, wet from your juices slides back out and moves inexorably to your puckered ass, it’s a tight fit but it slides in, I can feel your tension, your body pulls away to press against the glass, streaking it with the sweat from your body. Your body attempts to slide further away as I work my finger deeper into your tight canal, the sound of your sobbing returns to my ears and I wonder if you are crying at being violated so or at the fact that you are enjoying what I do to you.
Enough, you are my slut and cannot deny me. Pulling my finger from your ass I position my cock at the entrance of your cunt, the sweet sensation of your hot, wet lips tingles the head of my cock almost sending me over the edge. My hands roughly grab your hips, my cock parts your lips and overcome by my need I slam myself into you, all the way to the hilt pushing you hard against the window, a grunt of leaves my lips, I can feel your muscles gripping the length of my cock.
Covered in sweat, gasping, shaking and moaning, you body against the window on display for all to see as I take you.
The feel of my cock sliding in and out of your wet cunt is heavenly, time again I hear you moan into the glass, the beads of sweat now rivulets running down your body, the tension leaving you as your legs seem to lose all their strength, if not for my hands on your hips and the motion of my cock slamming deep into you – you probably would have crumbled to the floor by now. I pace myself, taking my time, enjoying every bit of pleasure your body has to offer, and not for the second time I wonder if there is anyone watching us, watching me use you like the whore you are, like the slut you have become.
I can feel the head of my cock as it rubs the walls inside you, feel the sweet tension o fyour muscles as you surround me, squeeze me and pull me deeper inside you. The sweat runs down your body making your skin slick, heat permeating from your body mingling with mine creating a need inside me. Each thrust pulling me closer and closer to the edge…but not yet, I don’t want it to end yet. So reluctantly I pull myself from inside you, leaving you gasping slumped against the window. For a minute or two we both strive to catch our breaths, me standing behind you my eyes intent on your every minute movement, the rise and fall of your of your breaths, the shiver across your skin and the defeated, humiliated caste of your entire being, its beautiful to me.
I allow you a moment to hope, to think of possibilities to almost believe, then my fingers curl painfully into your hair and you know it’s not over.
I pull you up to your feet by your hair, guiding you a few steps then bending you over my desk, using my foot to push your legs apart and pushing your body down onto the desk leaving your ass pointing up towards me. Mmmm, this is a better view of your cunt, I can see your slick tender lips already parted, begging for my touch, needing my attention. You are nothing but a slut aren’t you, can’t stand the thought of not having me inside you, can you.
You gasp loudly as my fingers enter your slick cunt, teasing in and out I get my fingers nide and wet, pushing deep into you then pulling them out. Your head jerks up violently, my hand in your hair. Without a word I place my the fingers slick with your juices against your lips, pressing them against you until you open your mouth and suck my fingers clean.
“That’s right my slut, you already know what to do.”
When I am satisfied with your efforts I pull my fingers from your mouth and place them at your hips once more. My cock slams into your cunt and a long groan leaves your body, I can just imagine the look on your face, but this time I go slow. Reveling in the feel of your cunt around my cock once more, nice and deep I press myself into you, inch by inch alsot seeping into your well used cunt. It feels so good your body starts to move againstyou’re your hips pressing back into me, moans escaping your lips.
“I knew you would like it, you are my slut after all.”
As suddenly as I enter you I pull out, I can discern the small whimper of disappointment from you when at last I leave you empty and unfulfilled. The moment you feel my cock against your ass your body stiffens but only for a moment as you try to relax against me, your fingers curl around the sides of the desk, you know whats coming and you know it would only be all the more painful if you try to fight it. Luckily your juices coat my cock sufficiently to offer a small buffer of lubrication, but not all that much to dull the pain of the intrusion. I push forward slowly until I broach the ring of your entrance, I am inside you but not all the way just enough to open you to me, I keep myself still until I feel your body begin to relax, your breathing slow….my fingers dig into your hips and I slam forward, a scream rips through you while a long groan erupts from me.
Oh the feeling of your ass is exquisite, the sensations that ripple through me makes my head spin and momentary pots of light appear before me. I can do nothing but continue to move in and out of you, riding your ass with each forward thrust, slamming my entire body against you, into you. The desk shakes and jerks from the intensity of my need, and a moan interspersed with groans rush from your open mouth. Wrapping a hand in your hair I pull your head up so you can see the open window before you, a small reflection brings to reality just what is happening to you, mixed with the possibility or even the certainty that there may be eyes watching us beyond the glass. I can almost see your eyes lower in shame but it is there clearly written across your ace, the ecstasy of the moment.
My body thrusts forward faster now, lost in the moment, lost in you. One hand caught in your hair the other reaching forward to pull and pinch your nipple through the hole in your ruined bra. Your nipples are hard and your body drenched in sweat, and the moans that fill the room all do their part in pushing me to the edge. Finally the moment I have been waiting for arrives, all sounds from your lips cease, your body arches into me the tension fills all your limbs and then the explosion of motion as your body is racked with orgasm. I can feel the spasms, running through your body, gripping my cock, milking me, pulling me into you and this time I cannot hold back.
My hand releases your hair and your nipples as I grab your hips and thrust as deep into you as I can, the sensation that rips through me is like fire and the eruption that crashes forth is uncontrollable. How long it lasts I cannot tell, only that when it is over my body is drained of all energy and I collapse on top of you, both of us panting and gasping for breath.
Finally I find the strength to pull my softening cock from your ass, forcing you to your knees I have you lick me clean, my hands in your hair the entire time, closing my eyes and relieving what’s left of my tension to your lips and tongue. Enough, I push you to the floor and pull a chair forward so I can sit, my head back I watch you on the floor, shaking and weeping softly.
After a while I rise and move over to you, standing above you, I watch you for a few moments more smiling down at you. Without moving I reach across to my desk and produce a bottle of water, pushing it to your hands and ordering you to drink, reaching down to fondle your nipples as you do, laughing as the shock makes you spill a little of the water across your chest.
When you finish I pulls you to your feet by your hair and maneuver you over a waste bin at the corner of my desk.
“Spread your legs and pee.”
An incredulous look fixes itself on your feature but my hand tightens in your hair to emphasize that it was not a request. I can feel you resist, your body tense and your eyes hold mine for just a moment before your head lowers and you squat over the bin. It takes a few minutes but the sound of liquid hitting the empty bin fills the room as your bladder releases itself, your entire body is flushed red in humiliation.
When you are finished I pull you to your feet and push your over towards the chair with your clothes.
“Get dressed.”
I do the same then sit and watch you as you finish, stopping you just as you reach for you panties and taking them from your hands. You look at me questioning but I say nothng , finally you continue until you are fully dressed and standing before me head cast down dreading what could be next but unwilling to move without my express command, helpless before me.
I pull an envelope from my desk and hand it to you, your fingers tremble as you take it but unwilling to open it in my presence. It contains next week’s instructions and as reluctant as you were this time I know you will be here next week with everything completed as the instructions in the envelope dictates.
But for now….
“you are dismissed.”

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A House of Incest

Mostly fiction, this is one of my earliest stories.This story is not for the meek. It contains some nasty sexual content. Be forewarned.

A Trip to the Drive Through, My Boyfriend Will Never Forget

What’s a horny 14-year-old girl to do, when she likes an older boy who has a car? Yes, you are correct . . . my parents did not approve of me dating yet . . . but on this day . . . mom and dad had driven to visit my Uncle Joe, two hours away and I was all alone. Time for a road trip!

Jack Write – The Erotica – Book 1

CHAPTER 1
It was the day before the plane left for South America. The school had organised a one week cruise in the gulf of Mexico for my year, and I think it’s fair to say I was slightly over prepared. I had bought new everything and even managed to get some condoms from John, a friend of mine that had some for a long time and offered to sell them, but as it turned out, never thought anyone would buy them. I had never had reason to use them before but my twin sister Cynthia’s friends make me so horny I couldn’t help it. Cynthia isn’t too bad herself but I kept that to my thoughts. The only thing I had left to do was have a few hours sleep before waking up early to get to the airport.
I woke up at 5 when the alarm when off and after wiping sleep from my eyes noticed my morning glory was screaming at me from down under, but today I had to ignore it and have a shower. I put on a T-shirt and joggers with baggy boxers as I wanted to be comfortable for the flight. I arrived at school and went to meet my friends who I could just see in the navy blue morning light, while Cynthia when to find Lucy, her hot best friend. Neither or them were afraid of the cold I noticed, as they both wore miniskirts and tank tops with tight fitting hoodies. “Woooh, Jack your sister is looking bangable as ever” said Jason, grinning at her legs, and I stepped in his way, though I can’t disagree. Me and Cynthia went to kiss goodbye to our mum and then got on the bus to the nearest airport, about a 40 minute drive.
At the airport it was pretty quick to get through, and before we were given tickets we were informed that we couldn’t swap seats. I couldn’t decide if mine was good or bad when I found out I was next to Lucy, but acted cool for the time being. On the plane I felt pretty OK about it, and it was defiantly eye candy for the journey, but as the flight progressed, it became much worse. At first I felt like I should be talking to her, but didn’t really know what to say, so tried the confidence trick of imagining everyone in their underwear. That was definitely a mistake. Imagining her but perky tits poking through her bra, and the tight lips of her pussy squeezing her pink panties as she clenched during turbulence. Thats when I realised I had also worn the wrong clothes. My hard on was clearly visible through my loose clothes, and Lucy glanced down a few times as I tried to find a position that hid it, but after a while I realised there was only one way to calm it down, so I went to the toilets to jerk off, and it wasn’t long before I came, because I was so hard from the mental image of Lucy naked. The rest of the journey went pretty smoothly after that, which I’m glad for.
CHAPTER 2
After the events on the plane, there was nothing I wanted to do more than relax and talk to my mates, and luckily we were given 2 hours to walk around the town before the boat left. John and Jason decided to go to a nearby cafe and I followed, where we met Charlie and Dan. We sat and talked for a bit about the 2 weeks ahead. Cynthia and Lucy were were sitting on a table on the other side of the room, and kept glancing over at me and giggling. I was pretty sure Lucy knew what happened on the plane and I felt like I should apologise in some way and I prayed that she hadn’t told Cynthia about it.
About an hour had passed and I needed a piss, so went to the toilets at the back of the cafe. I opened the door and was surprised to see Lucy coming out of the ladies door. I felt like I should say something, and she was looking at me strangely, so tried to explain. “Hey Lucy” I said awkwardly, “Anything that you saw on the plane was errr…” She smiled at me with her bright green eyes and said ” I know, it’s fine. I was getting kinda wet looking at you as well”. I was fairly shocked after hearing that, but Lucy smiled seductively at me, grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me into the girls toilets and into a cubical.
At this point I had no idea what was going on. Lucy was standing in front of me close up and I had started to get a semi. She looked down at my crotch and saw the growing bulge, but before I had time to react she put her arms around my waist and pulled herself up to me so her skirt was rubbing against it. I got immediately hard and she giggled playfully when she felt it. “I wanna see you cum Jack”, she said to my face, “think you can cum for me?” I managed to get out “I almost have already.” She smiled at me again and took off her top and bra in one quick movement and I so nearly shot my load then and there. She then bent down and threw off my joggers and boxers. She squealed in delight when my fully erect member popped out and was pointing directly at her face. She put her fingers on the tip and stroked it all the way up and down once. The feeling made me shudder with pleasure and she stood up. She rested her head on my shoulder and began to wank me slowly, getting faster with every stroke. I was in ecstasy and couldn’t control my breathing very well. I noticed that with her other hand she had reached behind her and was rubbing her wet clit under her skirt. I put my right hand round to meet hers, meaning to take over from her, but she stopped me and said “I came from fingering myself just before you walked in”, so I just put my hand on her arse cheek and felt her hole with my middle finger. She was going fast now and I couldn’t help but sigh in pleasure even though I knew I needed to be quiet.
I was close to blowing and told her through my gasps, so she slowed down and crouched again so her head was in line with my shaft. Then she leant forward so it was just touching her lips, but not actually in her mouth, and within a few seconds I shot 5 massive strings of cum on her sexy face. She stood up and leant against me again, and we just stood there for a few minutes breathing heavily. When we had caught our breath and Lucy had cleaned up, I just looked at her and said “Wow. Thanks.” She then kissed me awkwardly because we both couldn’t stop smiling, and left the cubicle.
I followed her out a while later and talked to everyone on my table for a bit, but wasn’t really paying attention to the conversation. Then the bell was rung and everyone. Went to the meeting point and we got ready to board the ship.
CHAPTER 3
Rooms were of two and I was with Jason on the deck that was basically just for the school. Cynthia was with Lucy, and Jason was in the middle of telling me one of his fantasies about my sister, when she walked through the door. “Woooaaah” said Jason, “ever heard of knocking? We could be talking about anything in here”.”I have a pretty good idea” replied Cynthia, “The doors at hardly soundproof” which Jason blushed at. “What do you want Cyn?” I said. “actually I wanted to talk to you outside for a bit” she told me. I sighed, stood up, and followed her outside. She closed the door and looked around to see if the hall was empty, then turned and smiled at me. “So” she began “have a nice flight?” All that went through my head was “shiiiiit she knows” but I played it cool and replied “it was okay, how about you?” She checked down the hall again and giggled before continuing “you know, me and Lucy are best friends and she likes you” she raises her eyebrows at me “a lot. So if she thought that you like her too, she would definitely tell me.” Yep she knew about the plane, but maybe not the incident in the toilets. “Yeah, so?” I replied, and she explained “well I know any girl would be lucky to have someone with a cock like yours…” she stopped when she saw my expression “come on Jack I’m your sister, I’ve seen you naked” I glared at her but gestured for her to continue, so she did “besides, no two people take that long in the toilets.” Yep she knew about that too, but then she did something I definitely didn’t see coming. She cupped my balls with her hand, dragged her fingers up my body until they reached my chin, smiled, and walked away. I opened the door and walked back to my bed in a daze. “what happened?” asked Jason. “I don’t know Jase, I really don’t know.” I replied. “did she get on all fours and ask you to clean her drain pipe?” he asked hopefully. “What?” “Nevermind…”
The next day I woke up before Jason and decided to have an early breakfast then head up to the main deck with the pool to relax. I was wearing shorts and a shirt that I took off to sunbathe, and after a bit Cynthia and Lucy walked through the doors to my right in bikinis and daaaaaamn they looked good. Cynthia stopped and gestured Lucy towards me, then they walked over together. “Hey bro” said my sister “I believe Lucy wants to show you something” Lucy stepped in “yeah its in our room, and I think you might like it” once again I didn’t know what to say so smiled and said “ummmm sure, you go ahead, I’ll be down in a sec” she smiled and ran back inside. I turned to my sister and said “what are you doing?” she thought for a moment and replied “I think you and Lucy should spend more quality time together” I was still slightly suspicious and asked “was this your idea?” she smiled and said “oh no, Lucy wanted to get you to go further with her all of yesterday, she even made me taste he pussy juice so she could see if it tasted good or not.” After being presented with that mental image I was starting to get a hard on, and noticed Cynthia glancing down at my shorts. I needed to get out of there quickly so grabbed my shirt and stood up while she told me the room number and I was about to leave when i said “Cynthia, just one more thing” “yes?” “did it taste good?” she smile turned kinky and she said “oh yeah.”
I reached Lucy and Cynthia’s room and knocked on the door. Lucy opened it, still in her tight pink bikini and pulled me in. Again she immediately took of her bikini top, and the glorious tits I had only seen once before fell out and were free. I was hard straight away, and took of my shorts to let her see what she was waiting for. She saw my raging boner and asked “Is that for me?” playfully, “all yours” I replied, smiling. She walked backwards over to her bed, but before sitting down she bent over and pulled down the bottom half of her bikini, and even though it didnt seem possible my dick got even harder as her cute, tight and wet pussy was revealed to my eyes for the first time. “Is that what you wanted to show me?” I asked. “Yes” she answered “have you ever heard of the 69?”
This was actually happening. “Now you get to make me cum Jack” squealed Lucy. We were in position with me lying on her bed with her on top of me, her clit just inches from my face, and my cock brushing against her cheek. She kissed the end and I shuddered again, feeling that same immense pleasure surge through me, and I went to work on her cunt as she pecked my dick. I flicked the clit with my tounge a few times, and I heard her gasp with each flick. She then did something that amazed me. With one thrust she put my whole shaft in her mouth and down her throat until my balls hit her nose and she pulled out again. “How did you do that?” I asked “dunno”. I decided to step it up a notch too, and used everything I had. I used my right hand to finger her tight asshole slowly, while rubbing her clit with my left hand, and tounge fucking her pussy as fast as I could. I started all this in one go however, and she shook with pleasure and let go of my dick, but after a bit she got more used to it and started sucking me off normally and I could feel her breath on my pubes. I was in heaven, and she gasped “Jack….. I think I’m gonna cum first!” I quickened the pace of everything and sure enough within a few seconds her juces came flowing down onto my face. Cynthia was right, it did taste good. She squealed in delight at the sensation and said she would finish me off, when my sister walked in. “Wooaaah you guys definitely aren’t shy. 69, wow looks good. You really are big Jack.” By now, Lucy had got off me and was sitting on the bed next to me. Cynthia leant down and whispered something to Lucy, who giggled and said she had promised to finish me off. “Have you tit fucked him?” asked Cynthia, and Lucy shook her head. That was when my sister suggested she finished me off for her. “what?” I said, shocked. “Well” said Cynthia “were both horny, your hard, and I’ve offered to tit fuck you.” I just blinked at her a few times, and she gave me a smile so sexy I couldn’t help myself, “if Lucy’s fine with it” Lucy gave the thumbs up and my sister took off her bikini top and let her breasts fall. They were even slightly bigger than Lucy’s, and then she leant over wrapped them around my still erect dick, and started tit fucking me. I had no idea my sister could cause me so much pleasure, and look so good. After about 30 seconds my cock exploded in her face and over her breasts, so she licked it all off and said “you taste good Jack, I wouldn’t mind some more some time.” Then she fixed her bikini and left.
Me and Lucy had agreed to let people know we had a thing, but they never would have guessed what kind of thing we actually had. For the next few days we had at least one 69 session a day, although Cynthia didn’t give me any more action , she was always around when we doing it, and I think it’s fair to say I had life good. Better that I could have imagined.
CHAPTER 4
It was the 6th day of the one week cruise, and it started like most. I woke up late and went to breakfast, then went downstairs to see what Lucy wanted to do. This time though Cynthia was there and they were arguing about something. “No” said Cynthia, after they both greeted me “why not” asked Lucy “you can’t do that it’s just wrong” answered Cynthia. “What’s going on?” I asked, confused. Cynthia glared at Lucy, “nothing”.”Well I came to see what you wanted to do today” I said to no one in particular. Lucy smiled and said “probably more swimming”, and I smiled too. I liked swimming because Lucy could feel me up under the water. “Cyn, can I talk to Jack alone?” Cynthia did not look pleased about this, but slowly took what she needed and left. I turned to Lucy and raised my eyebrows in anticipation. “Well Jack”, she began, “We have a very physical relationship I think is fair to say” I nodded in response, and she continued “well how would you feel, about us…. loosing our virginities together?” I was quite surprised at that, and paused for a moment. Of course I wanted to, but I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable, and I would have to do it right if we did it at all. I said at last “If you want to then yeah, I do” she bit her lip and nodded at me. “When?” I asked. “Tonight”, she started “but we can’t do it in here” I didn’t see why so asked “why not?” and she explained “I don’t want your sister interrupting us this time, well just do it when Jason’s out”.”he usually goes to the bar for an hour at 9 with John, but it’s too risky” I said. “I think risks are hot” she smiled sexily at me. I nodded and said OK, and we went swimming.
Me, Lucy and Cynthia were at the deep end of the pool, with our arms over the side looking at the sea. Lucy only had one arm on the side though as with the other one she was slowly rubbing my cock under the water. It was quite an awkward conversation as Cynthia knew what we were planning and wasn’t too happy about it, and I wasn’t really concentrating because I couldn’t stop thinking about what I was going to do. Eventually it was lunch time though so everyone got out and went to the dining hall. I needed a break from talking to the girls, so went to sit at the table with Jason, John and Charlie on. “Good to have you back mate” said Charlie, when I sat down. “Given up trying to find the mysteries of the female mind Jack?” asked John. “Just needed a break from all the talking” I said, and Jason asked “does this mean your coming to the bar tonight then?” and I had to think on the spot “I don’t see the point of going to the bar if your not old enough to order drinks” I said. Jason just sighed and said again “coming or not?” I tried to look sad and said “can’t tonight sorry”, and everyone looked annoyed. Charlie asked what I would do instead, and I made up something about being allowed to sit here but having to talk to Lucy tonight to make up for it, and the rest of the lunch carried on a usual.
Me and Jason went back to our room after that and he pressed me for more information. “So” he began “how far have you got with her?” he asked with an eyebrow raised. “What? None of your business” I said, but he kept going and asked “has she let you touch her tits?” I didn’t answer and he said “are they natural?” and without thinking I said a quiet “yes” and he jumped on it with “so you have seen them!” “well…” I began but couldn’t come back after that so went with it “yeah but I haven’t touched them or anything”. He paused for a moment and said “how about her what has she seen of you?” “nothing” I said. I asked what we should do now and he said he didn’t care, so I suggested some sun bathing. “You just love taking your shirt off in public don’t you”, but we went anyway, and the rest of the afternoon was spent on the main deck.
Most people always skipped dinner, and I didn’t feel much like eating, so went straight down to my cabin to get ready for what was about to happen. I ate a breath mint, had a shower, changed into some jeans and waited on my bed for something to happen. Then Jason walked in and I realised I shouldn’t have got dressed before hand. “What are you dressed up for?” he asked, and I thought on the spot and said “a quiet night in”. “OK but don’t use my scented candles” he smiled before walking out, dumping a bag in the corner. I waited some more and about 10 minutes later there was a knock at the door, so stood up, walked over there, and opened it. Lucy was standing in front of me in a white, short cut nighty that didn’t quite cover the fact that she wasn’t wearing panties. She walked in quickly and closed the door behind her, and I hadn’t thought about what to say so just asked “ready?” and she nodded and repeated “ready”. I then asked, “how are we gonna do this?” Which she smiled at and said “I guess we’ll find out” walking over to my bed. I followed and she pushed my backward onto the bed, then took off her nighty, revealing herself completely to me. I had already developed a semi from imagining what we would do, and I got fully hard straight away from her sexy naked body standing in front of me. I pulled down my jeans and underwear just enough so my cock was revealed, which she told me turned her on yesterday, and she walked towards the bed. Lucy was now kneeling naked on my legs, her already wet, virgin pussy inches from my cock, which she was holding in her right hand. It already felt so good just with her hand on it, but it was about to go further then I had ever experienced. She shuffled forward so the head was touching her clit, then let the tip slide in. It felt much tighter then when my tongue was in there, but so much better, and she let as much of it slide in as possible before reaching the barrier that was about to be broken, letting out a long moan of pleasure as she did it. Then she looked at me, and I nodded slowly, so she let her weight slowly bring her down on to my cock, breathing in sharply as it cut through the layer that proved her a virgin, and she kept going until she was resting all her weight on me. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t came just from that. Her pussy was so tight I could imagine how much it much hurt to her, but I could feel her juices all around my shaft and it felt a strangely natural position to be in. Her eyes were closed when I looked up, but then she opened them and slowly broke out into a smile, and I did too. She began lifting up, and I felt a different sensation as her vagina muscles relaxed slightly, and my dick had space to breathe. Then she went to go down again, but started too quickly and had to stop herself before she reached the bottom, after repeating this a few times she had build up to quite a fast pace considering it was her first time, but her pussy was so wet to start with we didn’t need lube. For me it was heaven on Earth, and I savoured every movement Lucy made on top of me. I definitely would have came already if I hadn’t done it so many times this week, so I had developed pretty good self control. But quite soon, I could feel that I was going to cum if Lucy kept going, and was about to tell her, but instead this happened: Jason walked through the door.
At first I think we both assumed it was Cynthia, as she often walked in when we were alone, but Jason is much taller and as we turned around it was pretty obvious who it was. At first Jason paused with the door open staring at us, not even much of a look of surprise on his face. He closed his eyes and re opened them, then said softly “wow”. He saw me looking at the open door and let it close behind him, and said louder this time “what the fuck is going on?”. Lucy had at first looked for a way to hide herself, but realised that getting off me would simply reveal more to Jason. “Hi Jason” I said softly, wondering how he would react, but mainly just cursing inside my head. Jason just nodded with wide eyes as a reply, and I gulped.
Jason was now sitting on his bed, and Lucy had managed to get her nighty back on and I had pulled up my jeans and was facing him. “So you and Lucy were fucking” he said for the forth time, “yes” I said again. “How many times have you done it before?” he changed question, “none” Lucy answered, still obviously shaken from the experience. “Fuck I walked in on a de-flowering, Jesus” he was playing it surprisingly cool, so I explained how it all started and about us and Cynthia, and when I finished, he opened his mouth as if to ask a question, but couldn’t decide what to say, so just nodded. A minute or so passed and Jason finally spoke, “Well, now that I know that there’s open pussy on the market, I’m gonna want some of my own” which made Lucy look up, eyebrows raised, and Jason quickly said “oh not you” then turned to me, paused, and said “your sister”.
CHAPTER 5
Me and Lucy were too put off to finish what we had started last night, but I didn’t care that much, at least I can say that I did it, but I imagined Lucy was a bit more upset, and I didn’t mention it to her. Walking down the hall to her room after breakfast I realised that it was the last full day of the cruise, which I was sad about. I didn’t know what would happen to me and Lucy afterwards, weather we would leave behind what we did here, or carry on just the same. I stopped thinking about that though as I was on a mission, to get my best friend laid. I walked into my sisters room and saw them talking. They said hi to me before continuing, “No way, I was never in it to go as far as you” said Cynthia. I realised that Lucy must have told her about last night, and mentioned that we wanted her to fuck Jason. Lucy stood up and walked over to Cynthia’s bed, then whispered something in her ear, before returning to her own bed. Cynthia looked up, obviously thinking hard about what she said, then finally standing up and saying “maybe” then walked out the door, but I definitely saw her winking at me on the way past. I was left alone with Lucy, who looked at me with her sparkling green eyes, and asked “what should we tell him?” and I smiled back and repeated my sisters words, “maybe”. We walked out together and back down the hall to my room where Jason was waiting. I found myself thinking about why we were doing this for him, and I suppose it was mainly because he knew about me and Lucy now, and could tell anyone at any time, even though he assured us that he wouldn’t. Also because Cynthia quite obviously wanted some male attention too, and when presented with the opportunity I thought she would accept straight away. We reached my door and opened it to reveal Jason sitting on his bed, who looked up when we walked in. He was looking at me with anticipation on his face, and I spoke first, “maybe”. His facial expression didn’t change and he kept looking at me. Lucy took this as her cue to leave, and when the door shut I walked over to his bed and sat down. “I’m pretty sure it’s a yes”. His face lit up and he smiled widely, but he didn’t need to say anything as I caught a slight bulge appearing through his shorts. He asked me what I wanted to do that day, and we agreed on more sun bathing, so headed upstairs.
We found 2 beds facing the pool and lay down on them. Jason then started asking me questions about sex, like what it felt like, to which I answered “like someones fixing a clamp on your dick” and who I thought was better in bed, but I didn’t know what Cynthia was like in bed, so thought for a while, then said “both at the same time”, and I could tell Jason was getting hard from imagining that. I told him to stay away from my girlfriend, and the rest of the day past seamlessly. We sat at a table with Charlie and John again for lunch, and I heard most people weren’t going to the bar that evening because it was the last night, so Jason didn’t need an excuse to get him out of it. Then we found ourselves back in our room waiting for whatever was about to happen, happen. We both had a shower and Jason put on a proper shirt, then we sat on ours beds in silence. Then there was a knock at the door and I looked to Jason who nodded at me, so i went to open the door. Lucy walked in directly followed by Cynthia , both still wearing there bikinis from swimming earlier, and I locked the door behind them.
“Right” Cynthia spoke first, as Lucy came over, sat on my bed and started rubbing my cock through my jeans “if we’re gonna do this Jason, we’re gonna do it properly” Jason kept staring at her chest. She saw this and immediately took off her bikini top. Jason then made a rather strange noise, like a whimpering dog. I had always thought that Lucy’s breasts were bigger then my sister’s, but without a bra on, standing up, they looked just as big. She asked Jason, “whats your favourite position?” Jason cleared his throat and said “cowgirl”, and Cynthia laughed and said “we’re doing doggy” but Jason looked just as happy with that. In the last few seconds I had learnt a lot about my sister, firstly, she had bigger boobs than I thought, secondly, she like doggy, and finally, she can be very dominant. I whispered to Lucy, “should we try doggy?” and she said “let’s carry on from where we stopped yesterday”. Cynthia said to Jason again “take everything off” Jason paused for a moment and looked over at me, then back to my sisters tits, and nodded, taking off his jeans and boxers, leaving his shirt. His dick was already hard from seeing Cynthia’s tits, and I noticed his was slightly shorter than mine, but a bit thicker as well. “Lucy was right then” said Cynthia, and I realised that must have been what Lucy whispered to her. I looked over at Lucy who shrugged and we turned our attention back to what was happening on the other bed.
Cynthia bent down and took Jason’s cock in her hand, which made him sigh with pleasure, then she stood up and pulled down her remaining part of bikini. As she bent over to take it off I got a good view of her hole and ,well, she has a nice arse to say the least. I’m surprised Jason didn’t cum where he was sitting when he saw her pussy, already slightly wet. She walked over to me and Lucy, and I saw her obviously tight pussy was completely shaven like Lucy’s, who handed her a bottle, that she must have carried in. “Where’d you get lube?” I asked her, she smiled at me and just said “woman’s best friend”. Cynthia squeezed some onto her hand and applied it to herself first, moaning as she did it, then put some on Jason’s cock, who gasped at the cold, then leant back on the bed and started breathing heavily as my sister jerked him off to lubricate his cock, and I realised that she did herself first too let Jason’s cock calm down or he would have cum as soon as she touched it. When she was done she told Jason to go to the head of the bed and kneel, then she climbed up onto the bed and got on all fours about a foot away from his cock. This was it, I was about to watch my sister and best friend loose their virginity to each other. He shuffled forward a bit and slowly leant into her, with almost his hole head now inside her tight, wet pussy, they both moaned together, but Cynthia’s turned into a gasp as he ripped into her insides and popped her cherry, but then back into a moan as he went deeper, until he was leaning all of his weight against her.
I had trouble looking away but it was time for me and Lucy to get it on. She took everything off and I pulled my jeans and boxers to the same place as last time, and saw Jason looking at her, then turning to my cock, then looking away. He was still going quite slowly, but was sweating like crazy and they were both moaning loudly, then I lay back on my bed and Lucy knelt on my thighs again, then reached for the bottle of lube and put some on my shaft. before letting her weight bring her slowly down on to my cock. We both moaned as she did it, and it still felt quite tight around me, but still felt amazing, and again she built up to a steady pace with her hands on my chest. I looked around me and couldn’t quite believe that this was happening. A super sexy girl was riding my dick, while my best friend took my sister from behind on the bed over too me. It didn’t seem like anything I possibly could have imagined before coming here, but here it was. Jason had built up to quite a steady pace on Cynthia, and gasped “oh fuck i’m gonna cum” and she immediately pulled off Jason, spun around, and wanked his dick hard and fast into her open mouth, where he shot about 5 ropes of cum, then collapsed on his bed. Cynthia said that he needed to finish her off now, so crawled up to him and sat on his face. Jason started eating out my sister’s pussy, and I saw he was also fingering her arsehole with his right hand. She was rocking around on top of him and vigorously squeezing her tits, but I turned my attention back to Lucy when she also announced she was about to cum. She went even faster then slowed to a stop as I felt her juices pouring over my cock. Jason looked over at me, wondering how I hadn’t gone yet, and I was wondering the same thing, but could feel it coming closer. My sister then announced that she was about to cum, and I said “yep me too”. Lucy had got off me by now and was deepthroating my cock, and I came 6 ropes into her mouth, which she swallowed, while I could hear my sister coming at the same time on top of Jason. When I looked over though, Jason’s face was soaked, and so was the pillow his head was on. I also learnt that day that my sister can squirt.
Me and Jason fell asleep on the covers when Lucy and Cynthia left, and the next day we just had time to pack and catch the plane home, but this was definitely not the last time we did anything like that, and the relationship between me and Cynthia changed forever.
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Obsessed with panties

At this point Im pretty sure I was obsessed. Panties were just my thing, and at 16 all guys are thinking about is
pussy so this activity made the thoughts even stronger. I was a teenager and a horny one at that, and smeling
and stealing panties was just a thing I did. And I was always looking for a chance to get a pair of soft underwear
in my face, on my cock, and in my thoughts.
It was a sunny day, a perfect day to be outside and no one was home at my freind Tim’s house. Especially his
sister. I often fantasized about Courtney’s room. What she does in it, how badly I want to be in it, and the sweet
panties that are in her hamper. So for me, this was the perfect opportunity. I told him I was going inside to call
my mom, but I passed the phone up as I walked to Courtney’s room. She had the hottest body, at least to me.
She had great, round tits, a good figure and a big, round ass. Now she had just left after she had showered, and
that meant there had to be a fresh thong or so in her hamper. I slowly opened her door, walked in and checked
one last time to make sure Tim was occupied. As I made my way into her room, I notice a pair of shorts on the
ground. I had checked her fine ass out earlier in these same shorts. Inside them was a pretty little white thong
and my heart skipped a beat. I got down on my knees and took in the bittersweet smell of courtney’s pussy and
instantly had a boner. I licked the crotch of the thong and got her taste on my tounge, and pulled out my now
hard cock and draped the thong over it. Precum was starting to drip out of my penis and I started masturbating
with the thong. It didnt take me long and before I was done, I made sure to blow my hot load into her panties.
This made me so horny, that I ran to her drawer and tore through pair after pair stuffing a few in my pockets and
some in my pants. At the bottom I saw something shiny, and pink. I grabbed it and it was a small pink vibrator,
and I about lost it.
Now I’m a straight male, and I have heard of anal masturbation and I never thought of it as gay. I would
occasionally stick a finger up my ass while masturbating and it would make the sensation ten times better. And
when I saw this dildo, I couldnt resist. I put it to my asshole with a pair of lime green panties on my cock and
turned the vibration on high. I came without even stroking it and I was doubled over in
ecstasy on Courtney’s floor with cum all over me, and panties all over the floor when in came Courtney. I
screamed and asked what she was doing home and she screamed and told me she forgot her purse on her
bed and asked what I was doing on her floor with all these panties out! I told her that I didnt know and I just
thought she was really pretty and knew I would never get any closer that that with her. She looked a little less
angry and told me that If I felt that way I should have just told her. She was really cool about it and got tissures
and cleaned me up. I helped put away all her panties. after that I went home and after sitting in my house for a
little while, Courtney called and told me she wanted me to come over.
When I got there to their house she let me in and told me Tim left for baseball. She led me into her room and told
me to close my eyes. When I opened them she was wearing nothing but the green panties I had used to
masturbate with earlier and had the pink vibrator on in them. My jaw dropped and she came over to her bed
where I was sitting and took off my pats while I took off my shirt. She told me since I had so much fun in here
earlier, she wanted to have some fun of her own. She pulled aside her panties showing off her perfect shaved
pussy, and told me to get going. I ate her pussy like there was no tomorrow and took the vibrator to her clit, and
right then and there she came into my mouth, with her hot juices flowing like a river onto my tounge and it tasted
great! Then she put the vibrator in her pussy and pushed me on to the pillows. My penis was as hard as a rock
and she took it in her hands, and began to jerk me off slowly. This drove me crazy and I started to moan. As
soon as precum came out of my cock she got a bit on her fingers and began teasing the tip of my penis. I
couldnt stand it it felt so good! Right then and there she took the vibrator out of her pussy and slid my cock deep
into her vagina and held it there, wiggling her hips and contracting her vagina on my cock. I didnt even know girls
could do that! This felt so good and as I told her that, she started bouncing on me. Her amazing big ass
bouncing up and down and riding me, her smooth..wet pussy sliding against my cock, I couldnt take it any longer
and then I came inside her. Filling her with my cum, the same cum that ended up in tissues in my garbage from
thinking about her, and now its in her. I felt so good, and we kissed and kissed deeply, and finally, I said goodbye.
Before I left she caught me and handed me the lime green panties she had been wearing…..

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Their Valentine Surprises

Part 1: HIS VALENTINE’S DAY SURPRISE
She had been flying for many hours and awake even longer. The overnight British Airways flight from Tampa to London Gatwick, then a commuter flight to his city. For a matter of four days she had conducted an intense, online relationship with a married British businessman. She was, in fact, his online mistress, arising each morning at 3 a.m. to cyber him (and herself) to orgasm. A mere nudge on her IM screen would bring her running to the computer at any time of day like one of Pavlov’s dogs—and she would always perform to his satisfaction (and hers). She loved her sexual role in his life; even thinking about being his mistress made her warm and wet. Apparently the businessman’s wife didn’t object to his online sex play, but laid down a firm rule against any face-to-face contact. The mistress occasionally kidded him that taking her from behind wasn’t really face-to-face. He’d just laugh and tell her to get back to sucking his cock like a good little slut. And when he talked to her like that, it greatly enhanced her performance—and the result.
The problem she faced the previous day was that Valentine’s Day loomed on the fifth day of their relationship, and she was mystified as to how to handle it. It was too early in the relationship to do—or expect—anything significant, yet no matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn’t come up with the ‘perfect’ non-gift. The idea finally hit her on Feb. 13 and she rushed to arrange and catch her flight to England. Once she was on the plane, though she might fleetingly second-guess her decision, she was determined to go through with it. ‘In for a Euro, in for a Pound,’ was her feeling.
She knew what she was doing was pretty crazy, but she’d had more than her share of crazy sexual adventures and wasn’t too worried about that aspect. But, it has been over a year since she had been with a man, since before she left an abusive marriage. There had been a few very enjoyable flings with women, and a couple of wildly-adventurous, half-drunk orgies, but she knew she craved the taste, the feel, the touch of a hard cock. If things worked out, she was about to break a long dry spell. And try as she might to dismiss it as impossible, she knew, too, that her bold move might either end her brief but very satisfying role as an online mistress—or it might elevate it to a new level. That brought a smile to her face, and she blushed a bright red when a flight attendant passing by stopped to comment: “Looks like you’re having a happy thought.” Oh yes, a very happy thought.
A taxicab took her to his office—without a minute to spare, for it was twenty til noon GMT. She paid the cab driver double to wait for her, and entered the huge reflective doors of the office complex. It took her only a minute to find his office. A quick stop in a ladies’ room reassured her that she had somehow survived the travel looking fairly presentable, and she quickly donned the rest of her costume.
Standing now in the outer office, she looked perfectly calm and collected in her uniform-like black pantsuit, with white dickey and black bow tie in the V of the suit jacket. A short-brimmed black cap hid all her hair and was pulled down low nearly to her eyes. A pair of large sunglasses hid much of her face. She thought she might pass for a messenger, but also knew she might look a little too good. She carried a small attach?ase.
The receptionist looked up from her work.
“Yes, can I help you?”
“I have a special delivery for Bruce.”
“I’ll take it.”
“I must give it to him personally.”
“He’s very busy right now.”
“I won’t be long.”
A spark of recognition gleamed in the receptionist’s eyes and she turned to her phone console and pressed the intercom button.
“Bruce, there’s a special delivery for you,” and lowered her voice to a whisper, “I think your wife sent you a stripper.”
The intruder blushed a bit, but kept her composure and thought, Hmm, close.
The receptionist returned her gaze to the woman and said, “You can go in but he’s very busy and he has to leave in 10 minutes for lunch with his wife.” The warning and the accusatory tone were clear.
She opened the door and entered Bruce’s spacious office and took a moment to take in the details, for he was turned away from the door, typing rapidly on his computer
Without turning around, he said, “Just a moment, let me just finish this trade or my wife won’t be able to afford to pay you.”
She smiled as she realized that the deception was still intact. Finally Bruce turned toward her in his swivel chair, saying, “Okay. Let’s see what you’ve got. I have to leave here in 10 minutes.”
She removed her cap, shook her head once and her long, straight blonde cascaded down her back. Keeping her sunglasses on, she unbuttoned the suit jacket and shed it in a single motion by simply shrugging her shoulders once. One more quick move and the dickey-and-tie disappeared. She stood topless before him. She smiled when she saw him staring at her nipples with puzzlement. She knew they were her best feature, and wondered if he was beginning to catch on. His startled look told her that he more likely was wondering how his wife could know that his online mistress had long straight blonde hair and pencil-eraser nipples.
When she removed the oversized wrap-around sunglasses and finally broke into a huge smile, she saw his jaw literally drop.
“Oh…my…God! Gay!?! How did you…how could…you’re not…”
“BA,” she said, and then added, “frequent-flier miles.”
As he came out from behind his desk to greet her she stopped him with an outstretched hand. He clearly intended to embrace her, maybe even to kiss her. That would be going way too far. She had agreed to his wife’s rule about no face-to-face meeting, and was about to further to violate it. But kissing or hugging would, in her mind at least, be even worse. After all, face-to-cock wasn’t face-to-face, she thought wryly.
“The rules, Bruce. But, I’ve come to collect my Valentine’s Day present and there’s no time to talk.”
“But I didn’t get you anyth…”
“No time to talk Bruce. I’m here for my Valentine’s Day present.”
“Oh, shit, Gay, I didn’t know…”
“Not another word about it. I’m about to collect my present now.”
Gay dropped to her knees in front of him, grabbed eagerly at the impressive package that was barely hidden by his wool suit pants. She took the zipper in her teeth, looked up at him with pleading blue eyes and slowly lowered it. She then reached inside and extracted a long, lovely cock and immediately surrounded it with her hungry mouth, laving its entire surface with rapid movements of her tongue. She repeatedly brushed her hard nipples against his slacks and they brought heat and wetness to her loins.
He touched her head everywhere, with long slow strokes along her blonde hair, gently sliding the backs of his hands along her soft cheeks, fingertips tracing the lines of her neck. She felt petted and reveled in the attention.
Her fist grabbed the hardening member and pulled back the foreskin completely, revealing the full purple glory of his engorged cock. Her long tongue explored every crevice and ridge of his cock and spent time circling the base of the cockhead. A few random flicks of her tongue-tip teased the small opening from which would flow her present.
He reached down as far as he could with grasping fingers and found her nipples even more extended than he had ever imagined them to be. He took each between a thumb and forefinger and teased them—tweaking, pinching lightly, pulling a bit. She knew now that the trip would be doubly pleasurable for if he kept it up, she, too, would come. Her own wetness was already soaking her panties and she was glad for their last-minute addition, for she rarely wore them.
“Keep teasing them, Bruce, they love it,” she said as she reached into his pants to bring into view the rest of the package, paused briefly to admire the balls, then went to work with her tongue, tasting each and teasing the opposite with gentle, nimble fingers. She took each into her mouth completely and sucked gently, releasing each with a wet plopping sound.
Returning her attention to his glistening cock, she licked its length on all sides and took the swollen glans into her mouth to suck it, lick it and scrape her teeth along its sensitive surface. Reaching a free hand inside his pants she massaged his buttocks, then gently probed the entry to his anus with a circular motion.
He continued to play with her nipples as she began to take more and more of him into her mouth and throat with increasingly forceful thrusts of her head. Speeding up and feeling his cock begin to pulse she went into the frenzied face-fucking deep-throat mode that she knew would soon bring his release. As his cockhead continued to bang her throat, she began to tease his O-ring more insistently and managed to mumble muffled words from around his plunging pile-driving cock, “twist them, hard, now,” and thrust a finger into his anus.
He began to shudder and so did she as he began to maul her sensitive nipples. His forceful orgasm coated her throat and the inside of her mouth and she worked her tongue to try to capture every last drop. As his pulsations began to subside, hers continued throughout her body and she tried to maintain her concentration on gobbling down every last drop of her Valentine’s Day present. When he had finally stopped squirting into her, she used her tongue to clean his penis, milked the few last drops from it with her busy hands, then gave a final sucking kiss to the tip of his glans, savoring a final taste.
On wobbly legs she regained her feet, wetness pervading her crotch, her entire body flushed red, her face one giant smile as she said, “Thank you for my present, Bruce. It was exactly what I wanted. Now we must both go. You don’t want to be late.”
She put on the suit jacket, buttoned it across her bare breasts, placed the dickey in her pocket, donned the sunglasses, turned to leave and hesitated, tossing him the black cap like a Frisbee.
“A souvenir,” she said as she strode out of his office, still flushed from her own orgasm, a huge smile still on her face from the thought of his.

Before returning to her waiting taxi, she put on a sheer blouse she had kept carefully folded in her attach?ase.
At a hotel near the airport she quickly checked in for one night to await her morning flight back to Florida. As an afterthought, she asked if there were a pool and maybe someplace to buy a bathing suit. The front desk clerk sent her to the concierge to obtain a pool pass, and the friendly concierge informed her:
“You know we also have a very nice workout facility. And the gift shop also has gym togs if you need them. The people up there are very helpful and very friendly. How long will you be with us?”
“Just tonight, I’m afraid. I flew over for one short meeting today and am returning to the States tomorrow morning.”
“Short visit. Successful, I hope?”
“Oh, yes, successful.” I blushed, then broke into a wide smile as I added. “As a matter of fact: Mission Accomplished.”Part 2: HER VALENTINE’S DAY SURPRISE
Sitting in my hotel room at last, eating a room-service club sandwich and drinking iced tea, I reflected on my impulsive act of earlier in the day. By the time I flew home tomorrow morning I would wind up flying 9,000 miles round-trip to give the man I served as on-line mistress a blow job as his—and my—Valentine’s Day present.
I had violated his wife’s one, clearly-stated rule against face-to-face contact (though I smiled as I reflexively defended it as not face-to-face but face-to-cock). I had discovered that he was, indeed, a very tall (probably 6-6) and quite handsome businessman of some means who had a very suckable cock, and that he was as mesmerized by my nipples as I was myself. I had risked the online relationship by violating the rule and wouldn’t know its future until I got home tomorrow and checked my email inbox. I wouldn’t check now; I wanted to savor the day and the surprise I had successfully pulled off. I loved Bruce’s sense of humor and his gentle manner as much as his impulsively abrupt commands without warning: ‘Suck my cock’ ‘Let’s fuck now’ ‘Take off your clothes and play with yourself’. This may not be the stuff of romantic poetry, but it thrilled me and I would hate to lose it. I wasn’t used to being told what to do, but found that it stirred something inside me in ways that I hadn’t experienced before. I also knew that there might be an upside to my impulsive flight to England, that the violation of the rule might lead to occasional further encounters, and that my distance from him might make them infrequent, but that might also enhance the intensity of them.
Tonight, after a long flight and an anxious morning anticipating my Valentine’s Day surprise for Bruce, I knew that I would sleep well. But this afternoon, I felt restless. I should probably have just bought a bathing suit and gone swimming, but I was intrigued by the concierge’s words: “You know we also have a very nice workout facility. And the gift shop also has gym togs if you need them. The people up there are very helpful and very friendly.” ‘Very friendly’ sounded pretty good to me for, as emotionally satisfying as was the blow job I gave Bruce, it wasn’t entirely satisfying sexually. As a matter of fact, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I’d really like to finally experience the feeling of a man inside me. It had been far too long, and the brief contact with Bruce had really just awakened my desperate need for cock.
So, instead of my usual exercise of swimming laps, I decided to go to the gym. Maybe ‘very friendly’ meant there’d be men there, or even a woman would be okay. Cybersex had been great, but I knew that I needed to satisfy flesh—and for flesh to satisfy me. As I put on the little pair of shorts and the too-tight sports bra that made my always-poky nipples very visible, I wondered if there’d be some young hunk in the gym, a muscular Adonis who would want to ravish me. Not usually my type–I usually go for the buttoned-down look–but it seemed to match my sex-starved mood. As I put my hair in a ponytail and looked in the mirror to check out my ‘look’ I was quite pleased with the fuck-me appearance I presented. It certainly matched my mood.
When I walked into the gym facility, I felt as though I were entering a maze. The bright lights emphasized the pristine whiteness of all the mysterious equipment and I felt bewildered as I looked around the room. There were two women talking to one another on adjacent Stairmasters. Somewhere in the back a loud noise told me that someone with some expertise was working out on a machine. I headed that way, hoping that it might be the ‘very friendly’ attendant. You were punishing some sort of machine with powerful thrusts from your arms that made your pecs and abs—hell, your entire body–flare into definition. You made it seem almost effortless; instead of sweat dripping from you, there was just a fine sheen that emphasized your body’s perfection. You were sooooo not my type, well, except for right this minute. I wanted to turn you into a salt lick and was pretty sure my tongue was hanging out of my mouth when you stopped pumping and asked, “Can I help you?”
“Well, um, er, I guess you could if you’re the friendly attendant,” you hear me stammer. At that, you sat up and for the first time I saw your lovely face and tousled brown curls. Then, in a move so fast I didn’t see it happen, you were standing in front of me, taller, nearly towering over me, maybe 6-2.
My goodness, you are an Adonis, I thought. You were staring holes at my little sports bra and my nipples were trying their best to create those holes for you; as always, they were betraying my innermost and most lurid thoughts.
“Well, hehe, I don’t actually work here, but I’m pretty friendly and I’d be happy to try to help you. My name’s Dan. What do you want to do?” Your youthful face makes me wonder if you’re even out of your teens, but you are beautiful and I want to tell you that I want you to fuck me.
I held out my right hand and you took it gently in yours as you say, “Hi, Adonis, my name’s Gay.” You chuckled, and I blushed, at my Freudian slip, but you heard me try to recover. “I don’t know much about gyms, Dan, but I’d like to get a workout.” Your eyes opened wide and I knew I might as well have asked you to bend me over the nearest piece of mystery equipment and slip it to me. “Er, you know, get the blood flowing.” Oh…my…God! I must have sounded like a complete slut. He must think I’m some desperate old broad who’s craving…. Er, well, I guess I am.
“I don’t think getting the blood flowing is a problem, actually, hehe,” Dan said, smiling, maybe blushing a little. My eyes went straight to his crotch—I mentally slapped my forehead for doing yet another obvious thing—and, sure enough, he had quite a tent in the front of his little gym shorts. Oh yeah, I told myself. This is going to happen. I bent over the strange-looking machine in front of me, grabbed something that looked like the head-rest on top of an automobile’s front seat and asked, “What goes here?”
He leaned into me and his raging hard-on pressed into my butt crack. I wiggled my ass gently and rubbed his manhood, taunting and teasing, thinking only one thing: fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. His voice cracked a bit as he said, “Well, nor-, uh, normally your head.”
I bent over until my head was well below my butt, put a hand on the headrest and said, “Let’s get some exercise, Dan.”
As he began to slip my little gym shorts down over my ass, he cautioned, “I may not last very long. I’m pretty excited. But I’ll be able to get hard again in a minute or two.”
“Oh yes, you will, Dan. You can count on that.” I stepped out of my shorts, now clad only in sneakers and a sports bra, and felt his big cockhead poised at the entrance to my achingly-hungry, hot, wet pussy. I spread my stance wide, and pushed back against him, thrilling at the feeling of his manhood beginning to enter me. He thrust forward, tentatively at first, then fully impaling me with his rock-hard sword. The feeling of finally being filled again brought a tear to my eye. It had been too long, way too long.
Soon he was pounding into me with urgency and as his pace quickened I realized that he would soon be squirting his precious juices into me. I reached down between my legs and felt his full balls, teasing them a bit. My pussy was involuntarily sucking him off each time he entered me. I began to touch myself and immediately felt my own orgasm begin to rumble from deep within me. My beginning spasms brought a gasp from him, and he unleashed a remarkable series of spurts into me—at least a dozen—before slowing a bit, still sliding in and out of me as he wound down and I continued my internal earthquake. At last he pulled out of me and my shaking body sought balance from the headrest against which I still clung.
Recovering slightly, I turned to him and saw him glistening with sweat, muscles toned, a shy, self-satisfied smile on his face. I smiled at him and ran my hands down his muscular torso, then dropped to my knees before his semi-erect cock. As his massive load of cum ran out of me and down my thighs, I focused on our mixed juices covering his manhood. Still struggling to regain normal breathing, I licked his cockhead, savoring the salty-sweet mixture that is unique to every coupling but rarely unsatisfying. I tasted every inch of his long member, top, bottom and sides and concluded by licking my lips. My mouth absolutely craves strategic body parts, loves to feel them respond to me, loves the changing flavors as they perform their instinctual operations.
My hand grasped his cock and stroked it gently. It was clearly ready for more action, but I can’t help myself. My mouth went for his balls and I gently teabagged him, taking each nugget into my mouth, sucking gently, and laving it with my tongue. His cock was throbbing as much as my erect nipples and swollen clit; I grabbed the upright flagpole in one hand, regained my feet and pulled it down to try to straddle it, but he was just a bit too tall. He cupped my asscheeks and, almost effortlessly, lifted me, and I guided him to reentry into my waiting pussy.
I found myself impaled again, backed against a wall, leaning against it, and suspended by his strong hands on my bottom and his magnificent member deep, deep inside me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and I steadied myself by placing a hand around his neck. My other hand grabbed my sports bra and pulled it up until it was a necklace. His eyes widened when he saw my long, pink nipples, which were throbbing again with excitement and seeming to scream for attention. He immediate latched onto one and sucked hungrily, and began to slide in and out of me. I grabbed the other nipple with my free hand and begin to abuse it, tugging, twisting, pulling, and he got the idea. Tentatively at first, he his used his teeth on the other, biting gently. Still plunging into me with regularity, he then began to bite harder. I gasped at the pain-pleasure combination and pulled his head to the other nipple.
Consumed by the lust that surrounded me and continued to thrust deep inside me, again and again, my head lolled from side to side; my eyes lost and regained focus. When our two pairs of blue eyes met, I managed a big smile and my free hand reached down to cup his heavy ball sack, fondling the nuggets and spurring him to deeper penetration and a faster rhythm.
“I think I’m about to cum again, Gay,” Dan grunted through clenched teeth. Oh yes, you certainly are, young man, and so am I, so am I.
“Come for me, Dan, and I’ll cum all over your cock, drenching it.” In fact my self-lubricating system was already doing that. His final forceful thrust began a series—perhaps another dozen—of ejaculations by this remarkably-virile young man, and set off fireworks inside me that had me clutching anything I can hold as my body completely lost control and shuddered violently in spasm after spasm that left me as limp as a dishrag. As Dan gently set me back down on my feet, my wobbly knees couldn’t hold me up. The sweet young man held me as I regained my land-legs. Our fluids dripped down my thighs. My breath was short, but recovering. My joy was immeasurable. I stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.
“You know, Gay, I think I’m a little smitten,” he says as he strokes my hair and cheeks, softly, almost lovingly, and wipes away the little tears of joy that form at the corners of my eyes. “I could definitely get used to this.”
“You know what they say, Dan. You never outgrow your need for MILF.” And I staggered off to the shower room to clean my cum-soaked loins and to try to regain some degree of composure.
Under the scalding shower, I shuddered again at the ecstasy just given me by this wonderful young hunk—and I can’t help myself. I touched my nipples lightly and, as always, they sprang to attention again and sent jolts of electricity directly to my well-fucked pussy. One hand continued to tease, pull and twist my tender nipples while the other dove between my legs to touch my still-sensitive, coral-pink sex. I thrust two fingers inside myself and felt the recently-invaded space clamping down on them, accepting them hungrily. Two fingers pumped relentlessly and my thumb began to taunt my still-engorged clit, which again began to emerge from its hood. I couldn’t stop. The thought of the muscular young man had me creaming all over my hand and dripping down my legs again. I couldn’t get his cock out of my mind as I fucked myself toward what would be a third wonderful orgasm in a memorable workout at the gym.
I heard voices outside the shower room and knew there were women approaching. But, I couldn’t stop. I finger-fucked myself relentlessly and teased the button that awaited one final push. My eyes were closed against the rushing water from the shower, but when I heard the voices suddenly stop, I knew they must have been shocked when they saw this wanton slut fucking herself like a bitch in heat. I clamped my thumb down directly onto my swollen bud and bit the inside of my cheek to keep from screaming in ecstasy as I experienced yet another wave of wonderful spasms. They went on–and so did I with my fingers. At last I removed my hand, brought it to my lips, and sucked my juices from it. When I stepped aside and opened my eyes, I was staring at the two women.
They turned to leave, one with a dismissive exaggerated roll of eyes, the other with a wink, a smile and a comment over her shoulder, “Way to go girl!”
I blushed, then smiled, and managed to reply, “You should have seen the first two.”
From far down the hall I hear, “Oh, we did, we did.”
I was at first embarrassed at the thought that they had watched me sluttily seduce Dan into fucking me twice in the gym then fuck myself silly in the shower like an insatiable whore. But, I quickly realized that the warmth I felt wasn’t from embarrassment. In fact, I was utterly thrilled that my wanton behavior had an audience. As I thought to myself, ‘God, you are such a fucking slut,’ I felt myself grinning broadly.
—–
I slept through much of the long flight home to Florida the next day and thought very little about the events of the previous day—or their consequences. Only when I was finally back in my little beach place did I check my email and find one from Bruce: “Sorry we couldn’t spend more time together. I hope Dan proved to be an adequate Valentine’s Day present. Bruce”
I sighed contentedly, giggled a bit at his cleverness at finding me yesterday, and immediately replied: “Louie, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”
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