My Best Friend’s Wife
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My son My love
THE FIRST TIME HE CALLED ME MOM, HE WAS FUCKING ME
I looked at my son William’s handsome face as he slept peacefully. He fell asleep in my embrace. It was the day he first called me ‘Mom’ and he was almost 19. He called me ‘Mom’ because he now realized that I had been forced against my will to give him up.
I was a na? 16 year old girl when William’s father David made me pregnant. He was an Englishman of rich, aristocratic family. He had come to the States for a holiday and he was 30. We fell in love (or so I thought). He had refused to go back to England without me when we found out I was pregnant. I went with him, but due to my age we could not marry.
His mother, Margaret was a lying bitch. He knew David would not leave me so she kept me sweet and promised we could stay that way and be legally married as soon as I came of age. All the while I was kept away from public view. She had been busily planning to get David married to an appropriate girl of “decent breed” and not some underage Yankee.
Eight months after I gave birth to William, I got news of my parent’s accident. David had been away to manage some estate. His mom said that I should leave without William, and that David would come with William to the US as soon as he was back.
My parents did not survive the accident. I was told this as soon as I was home. I was so afraid and lost I needed someone to standby me. Before I could call, Margaret called me from England saying that Father and son were on their way. Little did I know that they were indeed on their way- to a new woman.
After I managed the funeral and everything all alone, I called England to ask about David and William. I asked for David and was answered by Margaret who said that David was on his honeymoon to Paris. She faked to be sorry that David found another woman and had been having an affair all along my pregnancy. And now that I was not there to create a scene he decided to marry his girlfriend. Later I found out that the girlfriend was the daughter of a wealthy man who was a member of the House of Lords. Their getting together was carefully orchestrated by Margaret while I was oblivious of why David was frequently away on “managing of estate”. I was told I could forget about whatever I had with David and I should not worry about the baby because now the baby was with its legally wedded parents.
I was unwilling to give up on William. I took them to court for William’s custody. But I, a na? teenage American without a job or property (not to mention without family), did not stand a chance against a biological father with a wife, who both were from high society in England.
So every year I had to tighten my belt to make it to England for William’s birthday. My visits were on condition that he should not know I was his mother until he reached a certain age. And as a child he knew me as Nikki, some distant aunt who lived in the US, who also loved him to death albeit for only a few days once a year. I used to miss him so much that once I even begged to stay with him as his nanny. But Margaret just ridiculed me in return.
William went to the best school, had the best of everything, he played a number of sports and was an outstanding soccer player. He was trained to be a fine young man of culture. I was so happy and proud of him, and I consoled myself that his father gave him all that I could not have given him. So in each of my visits I made sure that I gave him all the love and tenderness if that was all I had to give him.
On his 15th birthday he found out that I was his biological mother. Since David’s wife had not wanted to be called mother he had been told all along that his mother had left him. So to him, I was now the mother who had not wanted him and left him and his dad for another man. He got very angry with me and he said that I could never see him again. Nobody cared to enlighten him and I could not because he would not speak or listen to me.
I later learned that his granny Margaret went one step ahead to speak of me as no better than a broad, in between men and incapable of fidelity. My failed relationships over the last couple of years didn’t help either. I went to his 16th birthday with a man only to come back on his 17th with another.
David died between those two birthdays and when I tried to console William on the phone, he was so calm and sensible, I was so proud of him. I knew he loved his father very much. He was also very distant despite my attempts to get close to him. I told him that I will always be there if and when he needed me. He muttered a noncommittal “okay”, said “Bye Nikki, thanks for calling” and hung up. The next birthday (17th) we hardly spoke to each other, although he was very polite as taught; it hurt me so much to see my only blood so unaffectionate. So I decided not to go to his birthdays anymore.
I consoled myself that now my child was big and turned out to be a fine young man, he would turn to me when he will need me. Though I knew at the back of my mind, that for William to ever need me for anything was unlikely.
Over the years I had dreamed that when he would learn that I was his mom, he would come to me and stay with me, he will take care of me and say, “Oh Mom, I am sorry for what you went through, I will wipe away all your difficult past”. I smiled wryly at the stupid dream I had been nurturing.
I did not know that they were going to come true and some more!!!
One day he called me out of the blue and said, “Hey Nikki, guess what?”
“I did not know how to take it “Yes..???”
“I am in the airport, Can you come and pick me up!”
I couldn’t help but shriek, “you mean you’re in town?”
“Yeah”
“All the way from the UK? ”
“That’s right”
I was ecstatic and confused at the same time. If I remember correctly, the last time he spoke to me, he was cross and judgmental. I thought ‘Whatever. My son has come to town and wants me to meet him at the airport. That’s what mattered.’
When I looked for him in the airport, I could not find him when suddenly a tall and handsome man called out, waived at me and said “Hi” .On close scrutiny I recognized him as William. He was all smiles and warmth, just like it used to be before he found out I was his mother. Only that he was a boy no more but a tall handsome young man.
The sight of him warmed my heart not only because he was my dear son but I couldn’t deny that he was very attractive and well…sexy. I know a mother should not feel that way. But I have never been dishonest to myself so now I would not start by denying to myself that the young man in front of me is indeed a desirable hunk of a man.
On the way back in the car he told me that he had decided to spend the vacation here and would like to stay with me if I didn’t mind. “of course I don’t” I replied quickly, which would be the understatement of the century.
He said, “Nikki, I am sorry I behaved badly. I had no right to judge you. You might have had your reasons. Now as two sensible adults I want us to be friends as it was before.”
Right now I would have forgiven him for murder. My world suddenly became brighter, and I pulled a comically straight face and said, “Whatever you say, my young Sir” to which we both broke in laughter. That cleared the air.
I felt very uncomfortable when he took stock of my place. Everything about it was small. I had one small living room, a small kitchen and a bedroom that has a small attached bathroom. Remembering the grandeur and space he was used to back home in England, I said,
“Sorry my place is a bit… cramped”
He said “Fine, fine, don’t worry about it”. He unpacked his stuff and I left him to get fresh and headed for the kitchen to make coffee. When I returned with the coffee, he was in his bathrobe fresh from the shower.
He looked around the walls of my bedroom which was adorned with his photographs taken over the years.
I thought ‘Shit, I should have remembered to remove those before rushing to the airport, now he will think I am obsessed with him or something. That will only make him wary or maybe freak him out.’
But he looked very comfortable and followed me right behind in his bathrobe into the living room. While we had coffee, he said he would like to buy some few items. I said I also needed to get something from the mall and we decided to go together. I could not help but notice his long lean body, a small trace of hair springing from his chest at the V of his robe and the ones on his shin. His feet and toes were so big…
I had to stop myself from getting wet and said to myself “Now, after all these years do you want to ruin your chances of getting close to your son by being a sex maniac and fancying him mad. Stop it! you will scare him away.”
He was talking about his vacation plans while being here, but my mind didn’t register a thing he said. I was dreaming how the stubble on his chin would feel when I vaguely heard him say “……go there too.” God I was dreaming away and was not even listening.
I covered it up by saying, “You can tell me that in detail later, tell me how long do you plan to stay here?”
“Have had enough of me already? Huh” he teased.
I replied in the same lightness, “You know that’s not true”
It was dark by the time we came back from the market. I made dinner while he watched a football match and he helped me chop vegetables in between. During dinner we did a lot of catching up just like old friends. I told him about my job, he told me about his college etc. He was genuinely appreciative of my cooking which made me really happy and lightheaded.
He insisted on letting me have the bed and sleeping on the couch. So I left him watching football match.
Half an hour later I was in my bedroom when he knocked and asked ‘Can I come in?’
I was in my negligee and he nothing more than in his boxer. He sat beside me on the bed and looked at his own numerous photographs on the wall displayed in different angles. He must have already seen most of those before, but what he saw now is a portrayal of him from a mother’s point of view.
I felt uneasy so I offered to show him my photo album. He looked through all my photographs, deliberating on some of them, my teenage years, in my workplace, with my friend Cathy etc. In the end he asked me, “Why did you never marry?” I noticed that he was fairly serious.
“I am still in market, I’m not that old you know. I’m just waiting for the right man to come along”. I partly said it to lighten the mood, but it failed to have the desired effect.
Long silence, “Why didn’t you and dad marry?”
“Sometimes things simply don’t work out…”
“Please… don’t you think I can handle the truth. I now know what was told to me was exaggerated.”
When I looked at him pleadingly.
He insisted, “I want to hear it from your point of view. Is that too much to ask?.”
I knew there was no way out, so I told him the whole story. Halfway through I had to lie on the bed while narrating my story. I told him how I used to miss him, my baby, and how afraid and young I was. I lay there facing away from him, facing the wall adorned with his photographs. I raised my hand and touched eight year old William’s photo holding a football, my tears were steadily flowing. I was past caring if he thinks of me a pathetic mess, who could not get over her past tragedy.
The tears were rolling out blurring my vision. Suddenly I felt him lying beside me, his hand on my shoulder, gently stroking my arm. He spoke softly and confidently, “I am sorry..”
Long silence. “I completely misjudged you”
“It’s not your fault William, you were misled by the b… your grand mother.”
“I could not believe she did those things to you, and to us,” he had his arms around me in close embrace,
“She always seemed so proper, though I never really liked her on a deeper level.”
“I am glad you are the caring young man you are, William.”
“Dad saw to that. Despite what he did to you, he was a good man”
Suddenly remembering how he must miss his dad, I turned around and looked into his eyes and said, “I know. Do you miss him so often?”
“He would go to any length to take out the time to play with me; he would teach me to hook a fish….”
As he fondly remembers his father, I couldn’t help but stroke his chin with my fingers and nod in sympathy of his loss.
“But if you must know whom I missed most on my 18th birthday,” He looked at me intently, “it was you.” Surprised, I said, “Me!!”
“Yes you, my dear Nikki” he smiled tenderly, and it was so intimate I felt a flush running through my whole body. “Shunning you was the biggest mistake I have made, you were always there, so caring and loving on all my birthdays, and then you didn’t come…”
“I’m sorry…”
“It was my fault, I drove you away…”
Then suddenly he got brooding and nervous.
“Can I…..eh.. call you mom…. I mean … if you don’t mind”
“You can never imagine how many years I’ve been waiting to hear you say that” I was emotional again, almost in tears, I kissed his chin, “You can call me now”,
He fussed, “What do I say when I call you.”
“Say anything that comes to mind”
“Mom, I love you”
I was in ecstasy it brought tears to my eyes,
“I love you too, my handsome young man”,
I could not contain my happiness. I kissed his cheek, his nose, his forehead..
When he tried to return the favor it caught me off guard, and our lips somehow found their way to each other and we stopped dead for a moment, his lips on mine.We broke the lip lock and he looked at me slightly flustered.
I said “William honey, its okay”
“Does that mean I can kiss you again?”
“I don’t know. I .. I guess so..”
Then he kissed me again on my lips, I almost opened my mouth to receive him.
I found myself so wet and aroused, more aroused than I had ever been when kissed by anybody. He trembled a little, his lips soft and sensuous on mine.
After a while, I felt the tip of his tongue on my slightly parted lips, probing ever lightly. When I didn’t object, he got bolder and slowly his tongue found its way into my mouth. I was nervous and trembling. In response I sucked his tongue; a lightning of sensations traveled my whole body as I tasted the tip of his probing tongue.
With that all rational thought deserted me and I never looked back to think that I was on my way to fucking my own son.
We both breathed heavily. I could hear my heart pounding my chest. Soon we were passionately kissing. I let out a low moan and we snuggled closer. His hand reached for my breast and then as if in realization he stopped short of cupping it. He was taking his hands away when I took hold of it and pressed it firmly to my breast.
He kneaded it through the cloth of my nightie, while kissing me. He broke the kiss and looked down and he freed my left breast from the confines of my nightie. He rubbed the nipple and looked at me questioningly. I blinked in approval and slowly he lowered his head and his beautiful mouth engulfed the erect nipple.
The sight of my loving son hungrily suckling my plump mammary organ got me emotional as well as terribly wet. I slipped the strap off the other breast and he switched to it as soon as it was exposed. He sucked like his life depended on it. The warm wetness of his mouth, the force of suckling and the lips and tongue stimulating my nipple and areola heightened my body to a new level of awareness and arousal.
Then his hand replaced his mouth and he came up to kiss me again. I pulled him closer and now our bodies were pressed closely to each other, one leg of his resting over mine and our bodies pressed hard against each other.
I could feel his erection pressing on my lower belly through his boxer and my negligee. And what an erection it was. He was hard as a rod and boy, was he big!
His crotch pressed my cunt in a timeless and instinctive gesture of raw lust. And I responded in kind. A hand cupped my buttock and greedily pulled it as he thrust. Thus we found a rhythm of hunching back and forth, while kissing like there was no tomorrow.
Now that it became apparent our desires got the better of us, my hand reached down on his boxer to stroke his big cock. He helped me by pushing the boxer down and wriggling free of it; then I grabbed the thick cock. I could feel that he was so long and so big. It was uncut and I could feel the trace of pre cum lubricating the tip if the glans. I stroked up and down his length, feeling the hard shaft beneath the soft skin. He gasped in pleasure.
He reached for my nightie. I helped him pull it up and off my body. He pulled me closer and we kissed and kissed while our naked bodies wriggled against each other.
Then he broke the kiss and mounted me, his masculine body pressed on to my lusciously curvy one. His legs tried to part mine.
When I hesitated, he looked at me and smiled with confidence, “Open your legs for me, Mom, I want to love you.”
I thought, ‘He sure knows what to say to a lady’.
I pulled his head down to kiss him as I opened my legs wide for him to snuggle into. He wasted no time in reaching for his cock while his other hand propped his upper body up. We both looked down as he slowly rubbed the tip up and down my vulva. Then he positioned the glistening cock head at my wet entrance nudging at my open folds. Holding his dick there at my entrance, both his hands cupped my chin willing me to look at him, his face a mere millimeter from mine. Then slowly pushed his hot hard rod inside my boiling pussy. I moaned at the utmost delicious sensation as he slowly eased his long cock into my canal. He was long!! it took sweet forever to bury it deep inside, to the hilt. We looked at each other, as our bodies were locked into the most intimate coupling. Our crotches joined like there was nothing in between, like we were a conjoined being, his balls resting on my ass. The pleasure and love in his eyes were the most precious thing to me.
He slowly pulled out barring his helmet and then swiftly thrust in completely, I screamed in pleasure, and I knew I was going to cum. The pressure in my pussy was so unbearably pleasurable. He thrust hard once more and I was caught in the frenzy of my orgasm. Spasms after spasms of wave ripped through my core as my vaginal walls contracted in rhythm with the wave. His cock reveled in my cunt as it became hotter in there with my love juices released. He held it hard and deep inside throughout my climax which lasted for what seemed like one lifetime.
When I came back, he kissed me and he started pounding into me hard and fast. The bed shook like there was an earthquake, it banged against the wall with a loud thud with every thrust of his. Soon he let out a low growl of pleasure and I knew he was close and so was I again. I pulled his buttocks down as he thrust into me and then he came. With a loud moan I joined him as he groaned out loud and shot endless spew of his hot seed into my cervix. We groaned in unison. He bottomed out on me and held there throughout the ejaculation, grinding in uncontrollable rhythm.
Chapter 2
As we bathed in the aftermath of our lovemaking he confessed to me about how I became his fantasy as long back as he could remember.
I recollected his hard-on at his 13th birthday when he had been dancing with me. I had been proud that my son was growing up fast and he would soon be a man. Little did I know then that he was aroused with me in mind.
He confessed that he had girlfriends but he never got serious about them. He had had sex, I just had a live demo of how good and practiced a lover he was.
He had thought, I being older was so experienced that he was afraid he’d not stand a chance with me if he was a clumsy virgin. He had been gaining experience with women with the hope of one day winning me over with his expertise in courtship and lovemaking.
But his dreams were shattered when he had found out that the woman of his dreams was indeed his mother, who had left him and his dad for another man. He became bitter and angry for the fact that I turned out to be his mother, and furthermore it was I who had betrayed him the moment he came into this world, not giving the helpless baby a single chance to be worthy of her.
But he could not stop thinking about me anyway and when I hadn’t turned up at his 18th birthday, he finally figured that he would have to come and win me back as a woman. Now the fact that I was his mother could stop him no more.
I looked at my confessing son and stroked his ear. How handsome and sexy he looked! His eyes were soft on me and they were full of love and lust.
He kissed me, nibbling softly at my lips. He said that now he has got me he will be my man. He will not return to England. He will never leave my side. It amused me that his father had made me the same promise years ago and now here was the son, repeating the same promise. Of course I didn’t doubt about the sincerity of William’s words, though I couldn’t help but be amused and I smiled. He looked a tad offended at my reaction to his solemn promise.
I kissed him and then said ‘William, you’re not thinking clearly. You must consider what you’re giving up here. It will mean an end to all the wealth and status you could inherit, which are rightfully yours.’
Then it was his turn to laugh in amusement, ‘Dearest mother, I have already inherited my wealth.’
I was perplexed as to what he meant by that. Maybe he was being a teenager and telling me that I was his wealth. As if reading my mind he dispelled that thought immediately, ‘Dad left me the lions’ share of the ancestral inheritance, and a hefty bank balance.’
‘But your grandma is still alive… how
could he be the….I don’t get the picture’
He explained ‘Grandma never had anything. I heard that when Dad’s father died, in his will he distributed all his property between his two sons, leaving the mother with nothing. You know she had been promiscuous and cheating. Grandpa divorced her. After he died and after she squandered all her benefits from the divorce settlement, she had come to dad, her youngest son, who took pity on her and kept her with him in dignity. Then she continued to live the life of a lady. My dad was a kind man, but he knew his mother would run down everything if left to her device, that’s why he left her with just the house and a meager but comfortable monthly allowance from one of the estates.’
‘So how exactly how rich are you my young sir?’ I mimicked in a tarty voice.
‘I should not reveal my worth to a lady lest I shall be left in doubt if she loves me only for what I have.’
He had a grin on his face.
“Lets see what exactly do you have”
Grabbing at his semi erect cock, I stroked it, it sprang to life and slowly gaining in size and hardness.
‘Youngman, I sure do love what you have down here’
We were lying sideways facing each other. He lifted one leg of mine and spread it in the air. With his other hand he reached for my clitoris and stroked it up and down with his thumb.
‘I won’t know if the lady is speaking lies to soften me up’
The skillful stroke in my clitoris made me burn in heat.
I rubbed the tip of his magnificently erect phallus,
‘I don’t see any sign of things softening here’
I shuddered in anticipation of what was soon about to happen. My insides felt like butter.
‘The lady will have to prove herself worthy of what I have for her’, he thrust my hand with his cock in mock fucking.
With my hand I grabbed his hand stroking my clit and guided his index finger into my vagina. Seeing how hot and wet I was he exclaimed ‘wow’ in delight.
‘Now are you still in doubt that I have the hots for you. Sir, can you please do me now?’
Still he was not through tormenting me,
‘A gentleman can never be sure of how far the lady is willing to go, he should wait for her to give him assurance beyond doubt that she is not going to accuse him of inappropriate behavior’
‘If you must insist..’
I pulled his hand away from my dripping cunt and guided his throbbing cock in its place, I lifted my leg some more to accommodate his size and pressed on to him till with a groan of pleasure he was deep inside me.
‘Now! that’s what I call hot’
His hand grabbed my lifted leg and started pumping, using my leg as leverage. Soon all the playfulness was gone and we were seriously and passionately fucking our brains out.
‘God, you’re hot and tight mother, tell me you love my cock up in your vagina’
I kissed his gasping mouth and said, ‘You’re the biggest dick and the best fuck I have had my whole life.’ He loved what he was hearing and rewarded me with one long and hard thrust which yielded a loud shriek of pleasure from me.
I groaned and moaned as he pumped away his meat into my aching cunt like there was no tomorrow.
I moaned louder, he groaned and grunted,
We were in a fucking frenzy and soon I could feel his dick swelling in my pussy and knew he was about to come. He jerked violently then with a loud groan he spilled endless stream of hot and potent seed into my womb.
This sent me over the edge and with a loud shriek I came on his dick. He never missed a beat, continuously thrusting till we both subsided.
He was totally impassioned in our lovemaking and without a word I cuddled his face to my neck and soon he fell asleep in my embrace, his spent cock still buried deep inside me.
Epilogue: While I watched him sleep my thought went on how would our future be, would he like to have children. After last night I could be pregnant….Then my mind drifted to a more immediate problem. What do I tell to my only friend Cathy who is also a single mother with a teenage son of about William’s age. ©2008
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Sexy nieghbours n my wife’s burning pussy
Hey, we were newly weds. This is what sex should be like. This is story of my wife let me tell you in her words;
I was taking my shower before bed and noticed the neighbor’s window was right in my view. I pulled the shade down, I didn’t want him or her to see me naked. I pulled the shade over maybe an inch, just enough for me to see what they were doing. my husband knocked at the bathroom door and I got startled. I walked over to let him in. He smiled and told me I really looked good wet and was ready for his trip out of town. Yes we fucked before he left for the airport. I ran back upstairs to finish up my hair and brush my teeth.
I remembered the neighbors and peeped in on them again. She was totally naked just as I was and he was laying on the bed. it reminded me of us when we had just finished having sex. She reached into her dresser and pulled out the hugest toy I have ever seen. Something told me they were just getting started. I just couldnt look away. He was as hard as a roch and although I never thought I would compare him to my husband it just had to be done. My husband was a great size for me. He was around seven inches and the guy I was looking at was at least nine. I know one thing I would never want anything that big. I am satisfied with what I have.
She walked over to the bedside and bounced onto it and started playing with her toy. She was touching her vagina slightly as he watched her. He then took over and got her ready for his huge cock. I don’t know how the hell that tiny woman could take all that meat inside her.
Now they were fucking. I guess we are all the same. Just then he gets up and bends her over him. She climbed on the top of him now taking it all inside of her only this time she inserts the dildo in her ass. Now I can hear them and it was turning me on. He had some sort of clamps on her nipples. She screamed at first but was humping him so hard I knew she loved what she was doing and what he was doing to him. Now I am fingering myself. My husband is gone for a few days and I am all worked up. I just close the shade and try to put them out of my mind.
I went to bed. I woke up the next day ready for anything. I cleaned the house and drank some coffee. Boring as usual. Without my husband here I was bored out of my skull. I ran upstairs to see what the neighbors were doing. She was there but he must have been at work. She was in jeans and a tee, nothing unsual. I watched to see what she was going to do. Maybe I could use some of her pointers.
She dusted, eww that was’nt for me. Then she layed on the bed and put their big screened television on. Watching something I couldnt tell what it was. The screen wasnt facing my way. But she was working on her nipples and reached over for yet another toy. I watched as she took her pants off then her panties. She was getting off to what ever she was watching. I don’t know what I was thinking but I thought we should be friends. I thought up a great excuse to go over there later, just to meet her. Maybe a friend was just what I needed.
I waited about an hour to give her enough time to finish herself off. I rang her bell and nervously waited. The door opened and he was standing there. “Oh, Hi, Im Hina from next door” I said shyly. He invited me in. He asked if I was here to visit his wife Nida and I told him I just wanted to meet who my neighbors are. He welcomed me in and called her down. She walked down and said “Hey, I know you, you are the newlyweds next door, arent you?” I said I was and she offered me a seat in their dining room. She poured coffe and we sat and talked. I told her a little about us and she returned the favor and told me about them. Nothing exciting just a get to know you meeting.
Things started getting weird as I listened to her talking. “Gary and I have been married for twenty years now” she said I was amazed how great they both looked. She then said’ We have been doing things to keep the spark in our relationship. I was now barely able to screetch out a yes. She continued talking “I would figure you guys don’t have any preoblems yet. Newly weds and all. I think you came over here for more then a welcome to the neighborhood speech, what can we do for you?” She asked.
I couldnt talk nor move. I don’t know what was happening to me. “Hunny, she is ready now”. She yelled into the other room. Gary walked in and he was naked. He asked if I was scared and I just shook my head no. They both guided me into the basement. Gary asked me if I was feeling good yet. I said yes. She took my hand and guided me to a wall that had shackles on them and proceed to chain my arms to the wall. “We have been waiting for you for a while now. What took you so long hun?” she asked with ba smile. I just smiled back and hung there. I didnt know just what to expect. I didnt know what was happening to me.
The two started in on each other. She started sucking his cock. She then stopped long enough to say “Hey, You like to watch, huh? I have seen you watching us a lot from your window. Even though the shade is down we can see your shadow watching us. We even saw you touching yourself so we knew you were the one”.
I watched as she sucked him and wondered how the hell she did that. The whole cock that big all the way into her mouth. He then fucked her ass and pussy. I was getting very aroused just watching them.
She walks over to me and unchains me. She drags me over to his cock and tells me to try it. I was shy but then she ordered me to. I stll was reluctant. She slapped me across the face. She now ordered me to take his cock into my mouth. I dropped to my knees and started sucking him slow. I gaged at first but soon with a little coaching from her I was also taking in all of him.
She slapped my ass hard telling me to go faster. The faster I did it the harder she slapped me.
Now she pushes me to the floor and he stood over me. I waited for him to lay down on top of me but something told me this isnt how they did it. He helped me to my feet and picked me up in the air and slid my body down his wntil he was inside of me. He fucked me and fucked me until I cried. The whole while she was playing with her dildo entering it inside my ass. I now knew what she felt and what real excitement was all about. It was about trying new things. It was about the unknown.
The two of them walked me home and put me to bed. I woke up the next morning not knowing if what happened was real or just a dream. The doorbell rang and I put on a robe and answered it. It was her. She asked me if I was ok and I said I was. She said if I ever needed them again just take two of the pills she gave me and come on over. I hid the piulls. I knew in my heart I would never get into a situation like that again. That just happened. I didnt mean to cheat and never mentioned it to him. Then I thought why, why did I keep the piulls she gave to me.
He was going out of town on thursday. i wondered if taking those pills would be such a great idea. I thought I would take them when I was alone to see what they did to me. I took only one this time. She recomended I took two so I cut the dose down.
He kissed me good bye and went on his business trip. I was already feeling great from the pills what ever they were. I figured if I took them while I was alone i would have some fun while he was away.
“Oh yes” I was yelling as I fingered myself. This stuff is great. I was boared no more. I found my passtime. I closed my eyes and felt myself as I came over and over again. I opened my eyes thought about something. I walked over to the shade this time leaving the light off to see what my friends next door were doing. I peeped out of the shade and all the lights were off. I returned to my bedroom and saqw the two of them ready for action. I don’t know why or how they got into my home but I didn’t care. I just got ready for action.
“Hey baby, have you ever tasted pussy?” she asked as she pushed up into my face. I looked at it for a second and just started to lick, kiss and caress it. I never once wondered what was going to happen next. I knew what ever it was going to be I was ready.
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Hardwood Saloon
This is my story for the CAW7 – Calling All Writers Challenge #7
the challenge was to write a story about.
“Females For Hire”
I chose to go with a western, modeled after the two-reeler that were shown at Saturday Matinees . This is the fist chapter of serial.
Of course with the prerequisite cliffhanger at the end.
Hardwood Saloon
The cattle drive was finally over it had been a month of Sundays since I had been back in DeSoto city, my home Town.
The days were at their shortest and the nights were cold and long but no more sleeping on the ground in a bedroll tonight, oh tonight a bed a real bed indoors out of the cold.
After dropping my horse at the livery.
Plowing thought the dust I crossed the street and headed for the Hardwood Saloon.
Weighed down by my saddlebags, my heavy boots causes the boards on the sidewalk to clatter and bang as I proceeded on my way.
It had been quite a spell since we had any appreciable rain and the boards had all shrunk and become loose.
The town was almost deserted I wondered where was everyone?
Opening the storm door I entered the saloon everything was where it belonged, to the right was the bar, of hand polished mahogany running a good forty foot long with an L at the front end just beyond the bar there was a set of stairs leading up to the second floor and the “guest” rooms.
A mezzanine spanned over the stage at the back of the room.
There were maybe sixteen round tables scattered around the floor each with a half dozen chairs.
The big potbelly stove was warming the place nicely.
The floor was of red oak hence the saloon’s name.
“Well look what the cat dragged in”.
“It’s nice to see you to Aunt Katharine”.
“ Shush your mouth. I’ve told you before not to call me that here, I don’t want the customers to know that”.
Looking around “What there’s only one old man in here and he’s asleep.
“ OH that’s just Bill, you remember him he’s the piano player”.
“Ok, ok Miss Kitty. So where is everyone”?
“You have been out on the trail a long time haven’t you? It’s December 24, Christmas eve most are home with kinfolk”.
Katherine, oh I mean Miss Kitty went over an yelled up the stairs
“Ginny get your ass down here there’s someone here to see you”!
“Tell him to come back on Tuesday I’m on a fucking holiday” she bellowed from her room upstairs.
“No I think you’ll want to see him, better hurry before he gets mad and leaves”.
A long period of silence followed before she finally appeared on the balcony.
EEEEK “Ben your back”!
She bounded down the stairs and nearly bowled me over in one fell swoop;
wrapping her arms around me she gave me a bear hug that almost took my breath away.
Leaning back and gazing up trying to Look me in the eye “you’ve grown” she exclaimed
“No I haven’t I’m still eighteen hands tall”
“NO you big lummox, I can’t get my arms around you like I use to”.
“Well I guess I did put-on a few pounds
just sitting in the saddle for six months can do that don’t you know”
“Be careful or I might say the same thing about you to kid, all you do is……
Miss Kitty leaned over and put a finger to my lips “ Now Ben you know that there are ladies present”.
Ginny was only two years younger than myself and oh how I loved to give her a hard time!
“Come on let’s get you settled in your room out behind the kitchen” Miss Kitty said
Dropping my things in my old room I rejoined them in the kitchen sitting at the table I began telling my tale.
On this drive Cooky brought his wife Bertha
with him. He was a big Swede and his wife was even bigger. They manned one of the largest chuck wagons to sail the prairies. It was built by the smith company.
It had three axles with six wheels and was twenty feet long with a tin roof and a fold out bed. More like a gypsy caravan.
We had only been on the trail for about one week when they got into a squabble.
That evening he got really drunk and started to badmouth her. Finally he offered her to anyone who wanted to have their way with her!
I myself had no interest in her; let’s just say that if she were to wonder into the herd you would have a hard time picking her out. I told the rest of the boys that if they wanted to eat well on the drive they should steer clear of her.
The trail boss Jim Walker had also had a bit too much drink that night, after Cooky passed out he took him up on his offer. In a nearby grove of trees you could hear her squeals of protest for half the night. Quiet like a mouse we snuck up on them and watched the show
That next day Cooky was defiantly in a foul mood and we all kept clear of him lets not you wanted to catch a meat cleaver.
The following morning big Jim didn’t get up for breakfast, one of the boys went to check on him they found him dead. There was no sign of a struggle he just passed on in his sleep. He was in his fifty’s and maybe it was his time. At least he got in one last roll in the hay.
At the next town I sent a telegram to the owners informing them of Jim’s demises and word came back promoting me to trail boss putting a pretty penny in my pocket. Being nearly thirty I was the second oldest and most experienced hand.
Sitting at the table as I told my story I felt something brush past my leg at first I thought that it was just one of the cats that mill around the kitchen but then it started to crawl up my britches.
Just as I was about to jump up and shoot the critter Ginny saw the vexation in my eyes and said “sorry BEN”!
Having been out on the land for so long your first reaction when something crawls on you is to shoot first and ask questions later.
At dinner she started to play footsie again. Now I was more receptive to her advances. She had never done anything playful like that before and it caught my totality off guard.
After dinner we retired upstairs to Ginny’s room. She had the nicest room in the place with two windows; the walls were papered with a large floral print with matching curtains. The ceiling was painted white, a braided rug on the floor and an oversized brass bed.
On the dressers stood two oil lamps of cobalt glass set on either side of the wash basin in front of a large mahogany framed mirror.
That bed looked so inviting it was all poofed up with a dust ruffle and pillow shams.
The lamps cast a warm glow in the room but the saloon itself was growing cool, with no patrons that night the fire in stoves was left to die down.
Before we went up I stopped at the bar and procured a bottle of Cognac off the top shelf along with two fine long stemmed glasses.
Over between the widows were two upholstered chairs and a small table with a very ornate frosted oil lamp resting upon it.
I set the glasses on the table pulled the cork from the bottle and partially filled the snifters.
We sat in the chairs and caught up on the last six months as the bottle got lighter and lighter.
The icy fingers of a late December night were trying to poke their way into the saloon.
Ginny said she was getting cold; I wrapped a shawl around her and went off to tend to the stoves.
Upon my return I found the bed covers turned down and Ginny reposing on the bed wearing only some frilly Lingerie.
“I though that you were cold”?
“I won’t be if you come here and keep me warm in bed”.
I didn’t need any more encouragement
than that. I peeled off my shirt and dropped my pans were I stood.
She then cleared her throat and pointed at the chair. Blushing with embarrassment I picked up my things folded them and placed them on the chair.
“Well hurry up before I catch my death of a cold”.
Blowing out two of the lamps I hopped into bed and drew the covers over us.
Did you hear that”?
“No what”?
“Up on the roof, there it is again,
it’s kindaof a clicking sound.
I’ve got the strangest feeling that we are being watched”
“You’re just imagining things it’s just the wind blowing that long branch on the roof” she said.
“There, over there it’s the windows that clicking”
When out on the roof there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, Was a miniature person, and peeking he had been here.
So lively and quick he took off across the roof lickety-split
Closing up the window I headed back to bed
“that kid was lucky if I had, had my gun I would have really made him dance”
That clicking sound was back “get the hell out of here you little scallywag, picking up one of the tiny pillows I threw it at the source of the noise.
“Oh look it’s just one of the cats and he got a mouse in his mouth”. And it was still clicking
Picking up a second pillow, “I hope I didn’t damage that pillow there so delicate”. Inspecting it further I notated the little tag that read “Microsoft filling” “what the hell is Microsoft “? I asked Ginny
“I don’t have the foggiest idea all I know is it comes from the west coast”.
Pulling the covers tightly over us we held each other tightly a slight shiver overtook us as we shook off the cold.
Our lips meant as things started to heat up.
Rubbing her back and drawing close to me when suddenly I nearly jumped out of my skin.
“Mercy woman your feet are like ice”!
“I just wanted to warm them up; your thighs are so hot I didn’t think you would notice”.
“God Ginny you want it to shrivel up and disappear you did that on purpose.
Finally settling down cradling her in my arms we started to kiss again soon our tongues meant mine gliding over hers, then hers over mine.
Rolling onto my back I placed her demure body atop mine.
Rubbing her shoulders with my hand she started to rhythmically gyrate her hips against my cock
Savoring every inch of her back and needing It so.
Tongues danced to an unsung melody as body temperature rose.
Breaking the kiss we roiled on our sides my hands went to her full round breast the velvet smoothness in stark contrast to my calloused fingers. Her hand stroking across my abs as she made small cooing sounds.
Roiling her nipples between my thumb and fingers caused her back to arch sending her hand to my manhood. Wrapping her dainty hand around it. Stroking gently it at first but soon thrashing me with great vigor.
I held her hand in mine stopping her, looking into her violet eyes “Let’s take it slowly we’ve got all night, it’s not like there is someone waiting to take my place”.
At first I thought that she was going to slap me but with a small shrugged of her shoulders.
“You’re right, Sorry, old tricks diehard”.
After all the time I spent dreaming about this night I didn’t want it to be over in just five minutes.
She giggled, I laughed.
As if someone had turned the page back we started over resting quietly I ran my hands slowly over her noticing when she would flinch or sigh
Finding my way back to her breast I cupped one in my left hand. With my right I raised her head up to mine and we kissed. A warm and tender kiss to savor our time together again.
My left hand with a mind of it’s own playfully pinched her nipple
Her hand found its way to my balls she rolled them gingerly massaging one then the other diving under the covers she swallowed me down in one gulp
With her in this position it was easy for me to pleasure her
Crawling back up she throws her leg over me settling down on my stomach lightly sweeping her tits back and forth across my chest
Her tawny hair fell in ringlets upon my face tickling my nose she always wanted to be on top and in control.
Sliding her hands between us she grasps my cock in her hand guiding it home letting it part her oh so slightly
I tried to thrust up to meet her “ No, no, no how just the head, you said that you wanted to take it slowly” with an almost inaudible grown I relaxed relinquishing to her
It felt like she was kissing my little head her lips would flutter around the head as she gradually inserted it only to pop it right back out over and over she had my boiler stoked and with a full head of steam I though that my pop valve was going to blow.
Sensing the imminent explosion
Ginny withdrew and rested our lips locked with tongues exploring the caverns beyond as if it was a lazy summer afternoon.
In due time her hand snaked its way back down guiding me back in and to my relief she let me slide all the way in.
She wasn’t through playing her little games though. Once I was all the way in she clamped down on me like a vice did she ever have muscle control and control them she did sending delicate waves of pleasure up and down my spine.
Bring me to the brink once more.
Ginny was really enjoying her devilish game.
Then, Oh, then oh god she rode my like the stallion I wished I was.
I held back as long as I could eventually being over cumed by the most magnificent climax a man has ever experienced.
Both of us well spent we embraced in the bliss of the afterglow
Just before we drifted off to sleep with one last kiss as our lips parted and in unison we said “Merry Christmas”
The next morning when I got down to the kitchen the stove was cold
“Hello, Miss Kitty what do I do about breakfast”?
Poking her head around the corner
“We go up the street to the new place next to the marshal’s office; come on I’ll take you there now”.
The clock on the wall read 9.12 when we entered the small shop but even at this hour the establishment bristled with activity. Taking a seat at a table, the thing was barely big enough for two. An older rather plump woman came over to our table “hello Miss Kitty”.
“Good mooring Flo, this is Ben he just got back into town, been out on a cattle drive for the last six months”.
“Nice to make your acquaintance, hunn now what will you have”?
“Bacon & eggs with coffee”.
In a blink of an eye she was gone
“ Dunkin open this place last September and It’s has been thriving ever since. His secret is the coffee Chase & Sanborn he get’s its from Boston the first coffee company to package and ship coffee in tin cans
“What are those little cakes that they are eating over there”? I inquired
“ Oh that’s his other money maker, It’s deep fried dough in the shape of an O that’s way it cooks all the way through”.
“ Deep fried Dough, Nuts those things must sit like lead in your stomach all day”!
“No they’re delicious. You’re going to have to try one and see for yourself”.
And with that Flo was back with my food.
“Boy your fast” I said as she set the plate in front of me
“Well I hope you’re nice and slow” giving me a wink. She was back in an instant with two mugs of coffee and a plate of those fried dough thingies giving me a quick goose as she departed.
Grabbing the utensils and preparing to dig in, but the spoon was so slippery it shot out of my hand and landed on the floor. A flash and there was Flo bending over to retrieve it giving me a magnificent view of her overly ripe melons
Wiping the spoon on her little apron she placed it in my hand closing my fingers around it her hand lingering “Try to hang on it could be a bumpy ride”.
I could feel beads of sweat forming on my forehead as she departed, the sight of that grand canyon etched itself into my mind. Oh what great mammarys
Taking a gulp of coffee
Dam that’s stuff is good not like the mud Cooky would make out on the trail. I nearly drained in before setting it back on the table. And there was Flo with a coffee pot trying to fill it up again.
Putting my hand over the cup “whoa nelly I’m only paying for one cup”.
“You silly nit it’s a bottomless cup”.
Picking up the mug I held it over my head and looked at the bottom.
“The mug’s all there if not the coffee would be all over the floor” I said as I set it back down
Filling it back up “You’re just funning me I know that you’re not as dumb as a hitching post”.
She said as she headed back to the kitchen
“that wasn’t very nice of you; you were just funning her weren’t you”?
I just sat there with my big who me grin on my face.
Finishing off the bacon and eggs I picked up one of the dough noughts it was greasy feeling with a bit of a hard crust bringing it up to my nose it a pleasant aroma. Then I took a bite, I thought I had died and gone to heaven! Never in all my born days had I ever tasted anything like that before.
“These are inedible”!
“What, you mean that you don’t like them”?
“No, No there really good”.
“OH you mean incredible”.
“Yes that’s the word; I could eat a dozen of these things”.
“What was that you said about them sitting like lead”?
“That’s before I tasted one”.
Flo returned “I see that you’re finished this there anything else I can get for you, Coffee, tea or me”?
“Now Flo cut that out your embarrassing the boy”.
“We got to get going, how much do I owe you”? I said starting to stand up.
“Did you like the coffee”?
“Yes it was very good”.
“Well in that case it will be $4.50”.
“WHAT FOR A CUP OF COFFEE”!!
“No just getting you back for earlier,
its three bits”.
I pulled out a fifty cent piece, placing it in her hand “keep the change”.
Flo gave me a pat on the ass on our way out
“ youall cume back soon now”.
“Looks like someone has taken a shine to you”
Miss Kitty taunted me on our way back to the saloon.
After breakfast I took my saddlebags over to the bank
“ Hi Clayton I would like to make a deposit” I said as I dumped the contents of the bags on his desk.
“How much did they pay you on that last drive”?
“Not this much, But I’m darn good at playing poker”.
“You see Clayton this I reckoned it to be my last trail drive. The railroads are pushing west and there no need to drive the cattle all the way to Dodge City anymore. I made the most of this trip and won nearly every hand of poker I played to the sorrow of any man that sat at the table with me”.
Clayton proceeded to count it out making piles upon piles and after three times through.
“Good god man do you know how much you got here? You got more money than me”!
I just stood there and grinned, little did he know that wasn’t all of it. I also had a Secret
stash buried outside of town just in case.
Handing me a bankbook and shaking my hand like a pump handle.
“I’m so glad to do business with you Ben Thank You for stopping by. Oh and by the way here is an 1888 calendar to celebrate the New Year”.
Kitty opened the saloon back up on Tuesday afternoon and by 8pm the place was packed , the crowed was a rowdy one most of the men had been stuck at home for the past three days and they needed to blow off some steam. Around ten I went upstairs to get away from the noise and confusion. Things were much more peaceful out on the trail; it was going to take some time for me to get accustomed to this environment again.
Ginny and I were back on her bed
suddenly a shot rang out the place went quiet then someone screamed
“He shoot bill”
Grabbing my gun I rushed back down to confront the gunman.
God he was big, but also quite drunk enabling me to land a sucker punch sending him stumbling backwards falling and hitting his head against the bar as he dropped . Down for the count, I was able to hog tie him and sent for the marshal.
Miss kitty tried to comfort bill. His wound was severe and before doc could get there, with his final breath “tell my wife I love her” he slipped away.
In the short time that it took for help to arrive the saloon had emptied out.
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Marshal Tomas and his depute, Daug burst through the doors the small crowed that remained parted to let them pass.
Looking down at the man I just finished tying up “ NOT you again, your in a heap of trouble boy”
He then looked over to Miss Kitty.
Still holding Bill in her arms all she did was shake her head.
Turning back he let go a mighty kick simultaneously waking him back up and then causing him to pass out again.
“Get this piece of shit out of here”. he said as he turned to face me then started to laugh
“For gods sakes man go put on your pants”.
That’s when I realized that in my haste to get down to see what had happened I forgot something.
As I turned to retrieve me dignity Ginny was standing there holding my trouser.
The next day they held a funeral for Bill
Most of the townsfolk turned out to pay their last respects the small church was overwhelmed with more people than had been there on Christmas.
There was a young black man played the piano, I was quite impressed with his ability
after the services I asked the preacher what the young man’s name was and he replied “Mr. Joplin”.
That night the saloon was quiet, real quiet with no one to play the piano. A few of Bill old friends stopped by and held an Irish wake for him.
The next day I sat down with Miss Kitty, Ginny and the rest of the ladies. It was decided that things were changing and that some new rules needed to be implemented.
First no guns allowed inside, if you had a gun it needed to checked at the door.
Ginny mention that the building next-door was empty. The emporium occupying it had just gone out of business.
I made a bid and bought the building with it, it nearly doubled the size of the saloon.
we commenced to remodeling opening up the wall opposite the bar with two elegant arches to the new space. In the front portion of the new building we positioned the poker tables and through the rear arched passageway leading to the brothel.
The walls were covered with emerald green velvet flocked wallpaper Persian carpet covered the floor with velvet curtains everywhere
Chaise Lounges, wing backed chairs and leather ottoman with dark walnut accent end tables
made a very posh the waiting room.
We kept the entrance to the saloon as it had been but now just inside the door to your right in the alcove between the bar and the front windows was partitioned it off to form the gun check.
Surrendering your firearms you received two bar tokens one to get your gun back and the other good for one free drink, three fingers of two cents plain. These also could be redeemed at the brothel. Ten got you a free bath.
The word was put out that we were looking for a few more qualified ladies of the night to augment our staff
After Miss Kitty and Ginny had interviewed them I got the Pleasure too!
Out of the two dozen that applied we picked out four young ladies that seemed well suited for our clientele. It was exhausting work but I was up to the challenge and I knew that it would pay off well.
Mr. Joplin was hired as the new piano player.
I really liked his style it was so much different than what Bill played.
The stage was set with new lighting and velvet curtains.
Soon we were booking vaudeville acts from all over the east.
The hardwood saloon became the talk of the town and business grew tenfold
One day near the end of February the marshal came in early one evening. Seems that the widow McTavish had come to town that morning while in the general store she had fallen ill. They took her to doc’s office but there was nothing he could do for her and she died that afternoon. Her last dying words were “someone please take care of Sandy”
He said to me “Well Ben I don’t know who Sandy is, it maybe a cow or it could be her youngen. Since her husband died she always came to town alone so I don’t know anything about if she had a kid. But I do know that they had some cows. Now you benign cattle man and not tied down would you mind riding out to her ranch and take a look around see? I’ll try to find if she had any kin about”.
“I guess I can do that, I’ll leave first thing in the morning. Where is the place”?
“It’s about twenty miles west of town just over the ridge beyond the railroad tracks”.
“Dam that’s goanna be a long ride to bad the train doesn’t make a stop out there”.
The next morning I went over to the livery and picked up my horse and the widow McTavish’s wagon. I was rightly impressed with it. It was a mightily fine Studebaker wagon.
The day warmed up fast and those half dozen cups of coffee I drank earlier wanted out.
Stopping the wagon I climbed down unbutton my britches and let loose a good healthy stream on a small bush. Suddenly a rattler sprang from under the shrub piss off being pissed on
this startled the horses. The horse hitched to the wagon started to rear up as more snakes came out from under the rocks.
With my pants down around my ankles I was barely able to make in into the back of the wagon before he took off at a gallop.
Bouncing around amongst the provisions trying to get my pants up.
Rounding a bend in the road, to my horror there up ahead were the tracks with a train highballing its way toward me!
Will Ben get the wagon stopped in time or is this the end of the line?
Come back next time and find out!
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Measuring my cum Pt. 11
We spent the rest of the afternoon in mom’s bedroom, fucking and sucking in various positions, including with mom on top, riding me, which was great, as I could watch her ample full boobs jiggle and bounce as she rode me. Fuck that was good! I must have cum at least another four times over the course of the afternoon.
One of my favourite times was when mom knelt on the floor on her elbows and knees, and let me pull her buttocks wide open so I could lick and finger fuck her asshole. I opened it up wide and also let a few gobs of my spit enter her butt-hole, to help ease my finger in. I think she enjoyed it from the way she moaned and groaned with pleasure. To be truthful, I was becoming increasing aroused by the sight of mom’s asshole and wanted to stick my prick in there. But although mom had mentioned this in her “dirty talk”, she’d never actually said I could, and I did not want to push things too far, too soon. But from the way she had reacted to my fingering it, I had hopes she would let me fuck her ass sometime soon.
During our sessions during Sunday afternoon, mom never collected my cum. She either swallowed it if she sucked me, or let me cum inside her, and then let me watch it drip out of her pussy, which added to my excitement.
In the evening whilst we were eating, mom reminded me that we had to see Dr Taylor again the next day.
“And remember,” she said, “We mustn’t tell the Doctor just how far I have gone in helping you to cum.”
I nodded in agreement. I knew it wasn’t something we could talk about in front of other people.
After our meal we both sat in the living room to watch some TV before going to bed.
I was wearing my ‘house-gown’ with my boxer shorts on underneath, whilst mom had ‘dressed’ since our earlier fuck-fest in her bedroom, but sill quite sexily — wearing the tight fitting soft-jersey type material grey shorts with a low cut bright red blouse without a bra, which showed ample cleavage, and her nipples protruding through the thin fabric. She looked pretty hot sitting there!
Since mom had been helping me cum all weekend, the ache in my balls had been much less. But with the working week starting for her tomorrow, being a Monday, I wondered how I would manage.
“Mom, I’m going to feel a little strange during the daytime this week, as you won’t be able to help me cum like you have this weekend,” I said.
“I know dear,” mom replied. “I’ve been thinking about that too. I have to go to work and you have to go to college. We’ll speak to Dr Taylor tomorrow and see what she says. How are your aches now?”
“Well, I’ve been feeling pretty good this weekend as I’ve been regularly cumming.”
“We’ll have one session tomorrow morning before I go to work and I’ll have to collect a sample like we were doing before. Today has just been an exception.” She smiled at me as she finished the sentence.
We idled the time away watching a movie and soon I was feeling sleepy. Mom looked over at me and said, “Time for bed I think young man. Do you need to cum again before sleeping?”
I felt I could, and my sleepiness started to disappear at the thought.
I nodded.
“As I haven’t collected your cum all day, I think one last time without won’t matter too,” said mom as she stood up. “What would you like to do?”
Seeing mom standing a few feet away from me with her tight figure hugging shorts which were pressing sexily into her crotch, I felt like touching her there and feeling up her ass.
“I’d like to play with that wonderful ass and pussy of yours again mom,” I said. “I just can’t get enough!”
Mom walked sexily over to me, swinging her hips, and stood in front of me as I still sat seated on the sofa chair.
“Go on then,” she said, smiling, “Do what you like.”
I placed the four fingers of my right hand on the area of her crotch and just ran them along her pussy mound several times, up and down. I could feel her pussy hairs and slit through the soft thin material of her shorts as I did so. Mom reacted with a slight moan of pleasure and pressed her pussy mound back against my fingers.
Then, satisfied for a moment with that, I said, “Turn around please mom.”
“That’s too polite,” replied mom teasingly. “You’ll have to ask me in a different way, if you want me to do that. Talk dirty.”
I looked up at mom and decided to oblige.
“Turn around and show me that juicy thick fuck of an ass, mom.”
“Mmmm….yes,” replied mom, “That’s better.” And with that mom turned 360 degrees on the spot and presented me with her curvy large butt, which was just about level with my face as I sat, if not a touch higher.
I rubbed my hands over each buttock, through the soft material of the shorts, groping and cupping the flesh there greedily. Then, I pulled the material that was covering each ass cheek inwards so that it caught in mom’s ass crack, making her butt look even sexier as it tightly hugged her ass with each buttock partly showing. I bent forward and kissed each cheek in turn and then ran my tongue over the skin, savouring the taste and sensation. Fuck! This was good, and my cock getting was hard!
Then, I grabbed mom’s shorts at the waist and just yanked them down, giving her a bit of a surprise.
“Fuck, yea mom,” I said, “Your juicy ass is so fucking hot, I could play with it all day and all night.”
Mom didn’t say anything, but just stepped out of her shorts, so now all she had on was her bright red blouse which went to just above her hips, leaving her glorious backside and legs fully exposed and naked.
Then she wriggled her ass as she stood on the spot, knowing how much it excited me to see the flesh on her butt cheeks wobble and jiggle.
By now my dick was fully hard and wanting some attention.
I stood up behind mom and rubbed my cock along her ass crack, again slightly surprising her and making her exclaim, “Ooh, that’s nice.”
I slapped my hard on against mom’s butt cheeks for a bit longer, and then said, “I’d like to follow you upstairs with you like this, so I can watch your cheeks move, and then maybe you can suck me off and swallow my cum.”
“Ok,” replied mom, still with her back to me, and rubbing her butt sexily back against my hard on.
Then she started walking slowly away from me toward the door, her hips swinging, so that her ass looked even hotter as she walked.
Mesmerised, I followed her. When mom, got to the stairs she started walking slowly up them, again swinging her hips as she did so. Man what a sight! I was half drooling as I watched her climb with her butt almost in my face as I followed closely behind. I could not help slapping her ass once or twice with my hand. “Fuck yea mom,” I said, “Fucking hot ass.”
Mom reached the top of the stairs and walked down the corridor and into my bedroom, and sat on the bed. My hard on had been swinging wildly as I’d followed her, and now I just presented it to her face as she sat down. Greedily she took it into her mouth and started sucking me.
“Oh fuck yea mom,” I said, responding to the way she was blowing me.
She grabbed the base of my dick with both hands and really went for it, taking all my shaft into her mouth almost to the hilt.
Then she started playing with my balls, with one hand. I let my right hand wander down of mom’s left boob for a moment and then I just grabbed her head as she carried on sucking me hard. Then she let my dick out of her mouth for a moment and ran her cheeks along the side of my shaft as if savouring it’s length along her face.
“Talk dirty to me while I bring you off,” she said. “You know how much I like it.”
And without further ado she took my dick head into her mouth again and started sucking on me.
Happy to oblige, I said “Yea suck that dick bitch. Suck it hard and let me see you swallow my cum. I know how much you like it now. You’re a cum swallowing slut aren’t you? You just love taking my cream inside your mouth and swallowing it, don’t you?”
I grabbed her head and started pushing my dick into her mouth in time with her sucking, so that I felt like I was face fucking her.
I could feel her breathing hard through her nose as she sucked on me and she seemed in total ecstasy. Finally, I felt the cum rise in my balls and grabbing moms head hard, I thrust hard and deep and spurted in her mouth with a loud groan.
“Ohhhhhhh…Ahhhhhhhhh…” I said out loud.
Mom had clamped onto my dick with her mouth firmly as I came, making sure that this time she would not spill a drop. And indeed she didn’t, as she seemed to be swallowing the lot!
After she’d milked me dry with her mouth and cleaned all the cum off my dick, she smiled up at me and said, “Mmmm…. that was lovely, I love the taste of your cum,” and she licked her lips, letting her tongue linger outside her lips momentarily to show me how much she enjoyed it, like she had been eating some delicacy. Fuck, she knew how to tease me!
“Now have a good sleep and I’ll collect another sample first thing in the morning before I go to work, but I’ll have to use the semen beaker again from tomorrow.”
I nodded, and smiled back at mom.
She stood up, her tits wobbling in her red blouse, kissed me on the cheek and said, “Goodnight, hon. Sleep tight.” And with that she strolled out of my bedroom. Again, I watched her naked ass swing sexily as she walked away. Fuck!
I curled up in bed, and in no time at all fell sound asleep.
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I looked at my watch. It was 3.30pm. I was about to leave my college campus and head for Dr Taylor’s Clinic, which was a short bus ride down town.
Mom had told me in that morning she would leave work a little early, and meet me there. That was after she had wanked me off into the semen beaker of course, before she left for work. It was a little disappointing not to have her suck me off properly and let me cum in her mouth, but we had to use the semen beaker again to get some measurements, as we’d given doing that a miss, completely, on Sunday.
As I sat on the bus going towards the clinic, I wondered what Dr Taylor would say, and if my blood test results would show up anything. I still had a slight ache in my balls everyday, but as I mentioned before, this would normally clear up after I’d cum several times.
I thought back to our first visit to see Dr Taylor. I suddenly remembered the way she had looked at my dick and licked her lips. Then I remembered mom doing the same thing several times before she had actually started to suck me off. An image of my dick in Dr Taylor’s mouth flashed through my mind quickly and I smiled. ‘Don’t be stupid,’ I said to myself! Doctors don’t do that with their patients!
Soon, I reached my stop and got off the bus. A few minutes later I was climbing the steps up to the Clinic front door. I saw a mid-thirties looking attractive blonde receptionist at the desk and introduced myself.
“Afternoon, ” I said. “I’m Jacob Addington. I have an appointment with Dr Taylor for 4.30pm.” The receptionist looked down at her diary, and as she did so I could not help but look down at her quite ample cleavage which was showing. She was wearing a white nurse type uniform which had quite a low cut top, and her boobs were pushed quite firmly up to create quite a sexy cleavage. She looked damn hot!
“Oh yes,” she smiled back at me. “Please take a seat. Your mother is already here.”
As I walked into the waiting area of the clinic, I saw mom had got there before me and was sitting in a chair reading a magazine. She looked up and smiled at me. There were no other people waiting, probably because we had the last appointment of the day, although I think the clinic had two or three other doctors too. I gave mom a kiss on the cheek and sat down next to her.
The receptionist was a about 10 feet away from where we sat at one end of the waiting area, near the front door. She smiled reassuringly over at us. I couldn’t remember seeing her the last time I was here. The image of her ample cleavage still lingered with me.
Then mom said in a low tone so no one else could hear, “Remember Jacob, you mustn’t say anything about how far we have gone in our cum collecting sessions. Let me do most of the talking.”
“Ok, mom” I replied, as quietly back to her.
After a couple of minutes the phone rang by the receptionist, and after answering it she said out loud, “You may go in now.”
Mom and I got up and went over to the consultation room door. Mom knocked, and I followed her in.
“Ah, Mrs Addington and Jacob, do come in said Dr Taylor smiling broadly, from behind her desk, standing up in a white doctor’s coat, welcoming us.
She shook both our hands and beckoned us to sit down on the chairs in front of her desk.
Dr Taylor was a mature lady, of around 50 years, stocky in build, chubby and buxom with it, and with greying hair. She wore glasses, but as I looked at her I noted again, like the first time we had met her, that she had quite a pretty face and wonderful deep blue eyes, which had almost a playful sparkle in them.
As we sat down, Dr Taylor first looked at my mom and then me, and still smiling and looking quite jovial said “Well how are you both, and how have you been getting on since I last saw you?”
Mom took the lead and said quite enthusiastically, but a little hesitatingly as if slightly embarrassed, “We’ve been doing fine Dr Taylor. I….er…have been helping Jacob in getting some measurements for you, as you suggested. I have them here.” Mom pulled out the records sheet, which she had shown me on Sunday morning, and handed it to the doctor.
“That’s excellent,” said Dr Taylor smiling. She took the paper from mom’s hand and put it on the desk in front of her without reading it. “I’ll look at this in a moment. I’m so glad you felt able to help Jacob, as it can be difficult to collect samples,” she added, as if to provide some reassurance.
Then Dr Taylor looked hard at me and said, “Tell me Jacob, how are your aches down below?”
I cleared my throat and said a little timidly, “I do still have them, but it does help a lot when I er….er …you know masturbate. I mean when I…er…you know, spurt my semen.”
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor still smiling at me. “I’m glad that you do get relief at least.”
“Now,” she continued, “I do have your blood test results here,” she said pointing to a blue folder, which was on the desk in front of her. “But first let me see your semen measuring record.”
Dr Taylor picked up the sheet of paper mom had given her and read it carefully.
“Yes, I see you have been producing quite a lot, but from the totals you’ve worked out at the bottom, I can see it is generally within a similar range every day.”
She paused for a moment looking at the numbers. “Yes, that’s all fine,” she added. “Thank you for keeping this record. I hope it has not been too difficult,” she added, looking first at mom then me.
For the first time I think I saw mom blush at that remark, and she replied quickly, “Er… no doctor…it….its been quite an experience as it’s something a mother is not often asked to do, if you know what I mean.”
“Yes, yes Mrs Addington. May, I call you Margaret.”
“Well, my friends call me Marge. That will do.”
“Marge it is then,” replied Dr Taylor. “Yes I do understand, and I’m sure Jacob has been grateful too.”
Mom looked slightly uneasy but just smiled back at the doctor.
Dr Taylor looked at me and said. “Aren’t you Jacob? You must be thankful your mom has been able to help you.”
“Yes, sure I am,” I said, in a tone more relaxed than I thought I would say it.
Mom then said, “Are you able to tell us what the problem is Doctor?”
“Yes, I can,” replied Dr Taylor. “I am pleased to say the blood tests have given us an answer to what is going on. So in that sense it is good news. However, the treatment I am going to suggest maybe a little more…,” she paused for a moment, “A little more unusual and perhaps difficult.”
I felt a tinge of concern and looked at mom, who I could see was also looking worried.
Dr Taylor saw our anxious expressions and said, “Oh, please, I did not mean to worry you like that. Once I’ve explained, you may not think it is too much of an issue to overcome.”
“Please tell me what’s wrong with Jacob?” asked mom.
Dr Taylor straightened up in her chair a little as if she was about to say something important.
“Mrs Addington….I mean Marge,” she said looking at mom, “The blood test show Jacob has a condition which although I would not describe as rare, is a little uncommon. I will not bore you with the name of the condition, and we did send the samples to another laboratory for confirmation. Luckily the condition is detectable through the blood tests. I will try to explain it as simply as I can.”
Dr Taylor looked at me then mom as she spoke. “As you may know, men and women both have bacteria present in their genital areas, which are kept at an optimum level though various means, including the body’s own immune system. In certain cases in men, the balance of this bacteria overwhelms their balancing mechanisms and can lead to aches in the scrotum area, which in effect has happened to you Jacob,” she said, looking directly at me and smiling reassuringly.
“But, the good news is that it is curable. Our medical history records show that virtually all young men who have had this condition have been completely cured. However, the recommended method is,….well,…..slightly unusual.”
“Well, it’s a relief to know you know what it is, and that Jacob can be cured.,” said mom. “But in what way is the cure unusual?” she added, almost taking the words out of my mouth.
Dr Taylor paused for moment.
Then looking at mom directly she said, “Because of the slightly unusual nature of the treatment, you may prefer that I speak to you directly and in private first, Marge, before telling Jacob.”
Mom listened and thought for a moment before replying.
“Er….well, no doctor. It’s all right. I know Jacob is mature enough to listen to what you will say, and I would like him to be present. He’s my son, and I know he will be ok with whatever you might say,” she replied, firmly.
I felt kind of pleased that mom had spoken up for me like that. But I guessed it was partly because of the sexual intimacy we had already shared.
“Alright,” said Dr Taylor, looking at mom and then me quite seriously.
“Occasionally, men much older than Jacob in their fifties and sixties can get this condition, but for them we normally prescribe tablets, which they then have to be take once a week for the rest of their lives. However, the best treatment for this condition, in a young man of Jacob’s age, is to naturally lower the imbalance of bacteria in the male genitals. The way to do this normally, is for a man is to have sexual intercourse frequently with a woman, as the different bacteria that are present in a woman genitalia, naturally help to restore the imbalance in the male, as they get passed on during intercourse.
Mom and I both listened in silence without saying anything. You could have heard a pin drop. And I felt a twitch in my dick as the doctor spoke the last sentence.
“Now for this to work,” continued Dr Taylor, “The intercourse must be without a condom, as obviously we require the male and female genital fluids to mix.”
Dr Taylor paused for a moment.
Then looking hard at me, she said, “Do you have a girlfriend at the moment Jacob?”
“Er…no,” I replied, rather embarrassingly.
“Well, here is where the slightly unusual recommendation for treatment I have for you comes in, in that case.”
Dr Taylor paused again.
“To be blunt Jacob, you need to have sex with a woman daily for the next 2-3 months, and then regularly thereafter, to restore your body’s balance and get rid of your aches. But if you do not have a girlfriend, then that is a problem.”
I sneaked a look at mom, who obviously was not going to say we had been doing it, and neither was I.
Then, I was shocked at the Doctor’s next lengthy statement.
She looked at mom and said, “Marge, I want you to know I am also a sex therapist and counsellor as well as a medical doctor. I see many different types of people who visit me in that capacity, and who tell me all kinds of sexual fantasies and fetishes. So nothing surprises me anymore. And of course the relationships between a sex counsellor and the client is completely confidential.”
“Er..yes…I understand that,” replied mom, slightly confused.
“So what I am try to say, is that one possible solution to the fact that Jacob has no girlfriend currently is ..,” Dr Taylor paused, “For you to perhaps go a little further in helping him with his treatment, if you know what I mean.”
I saw a streak of red run across mom’s neck and cheeks as she realised what the doctor had just suggested to her.
I think I must have blushed too.
Mom stayed silent. My dick twitched again.
Then trying to be more reassuring, Dr Taylor said, “As I mentioned, the relationship between a doctor and the patient is strictly confidential. I can only suggest what is best for the patient and it would go no further than between us, if it helps Jacob get over his little problem, or until he meets a fine young girl in the future hopefully.” Dr Taylor smiled as she finished the sentence.
Mom regained her composure a little and said, “Er…yes…I see what you mean doctor. I shall have to think about it.” She obviously didn’t feel comfortable enough to tell the doctor we had already fucked!
“However, I have an alternative option,” continued Dr Taylor. “Over the years during the course of my sexual counselling, I have seen a number of women, similar to your age Marge, who also have certain sexual issues and problems because their husbands’ can no longer perform sexually. I have handful of such women on my books now. All they require is to have sexual intercourse once or twice a week to help them overcome their problems. Dr Taylor paused.
Then continuing, she said, “I Also have a number of men a little older than Jacob — in their early twenties, who also come to see me with their sexual problems, for example, shyness in approaching women, or lack of experience in the sex act, and require just some initial guidance and prompt in the right direction. Now, being a ‘hands on’ type of sex counsellor, what I do, with the permission of all involved, is, I link up these young men to these older women, who have their husbands’ permission of course. And so the young men can resolve their sexual issues and gain some confidence, whist at the same time satisfying these mature ladies. It is a ‘win, win’ situation. The key is also that before I link up the young men to the mature, experienced women, I make sure both parties are completely free of any infection or STDs, so that they are able to enjoy themselves to the fullest extent, without worry. And I do follow up checks too. So what I am saying, Marge, is if you feel unable to help, I could link Jacob up to one or two of these ladies I know.”
As the doctor had been speaking, and what she had been saying sunk in, my dick had become semi hard. I couldn’t quite believe my ears. Dr Taylor could put me in touch with some older ladies of mom’s age for me to fuck to help cure my problem! Fuck!
I thought mom would blow up either in embarrassment or rage at the idea, but strangely enough when I looked over at her to see her reaction, see seemed quite calm. If anything, calmer than when the doctor had started talking.
“I see,” mom replied. “Well, Dr Taylor, I am so pleased to have chosen you as our doctor, as I can see your approach to treatment is very ‘hands on’ as you put it, and you have the best interests of the patient at heart, even if the treatments are slightly unusual. I’m also glad that you are so frank with us in your explaining the situation, and offering an alternative solution. I shall have to think this all over, as it is quite a lot to take in. But at least we know what’s wrong with poor Jacob,” mom paused, looking at me, “And how best we might be able to help him.” Mom smiled back at the doctor now, clearly much less tense and more relaxed in her chair.
Mom’s reaction surprised me and my dick was still snaking around in my pants at the thought of all these suggestions. I was trying to hide it by holding my hands over my crotch!
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor beaming back at mom. “I’m so glad we have an understanding.”
Then looking at me, Dr Taylor said, ” I hope you will feel comfortable with the suggested treatment Jacob and not feel shy. I’m sure you will appreciate it.” I thought I detected a glint in her eyes as she spoke to me.
I decide to play all innocent and I piped up, “Er…yes…. sure Dr Taylor, anything that helps me get over my problem.” Then, feeling a little braver and to add a touch of spice to the conversation, so that Dr Taylor might perhaps think I was more of a man than she knew, I added, “It has been quite nice and relieving at times when mom has been helping me, so I’m sure help in other ways from mom and from other ladies might be good too.”
I definitely saw a sparkle in the doctor’s eyes this time as I spoke, and my dick twitched again.
“Very good,” replied Dr Taylor. “Now, Marge, you have a think about what I’ve said and let me know how you might want to proceed. And remember this is all completely confidential between us only.”
“Thank you, Dr Taylor,” replied mom.
“Now, before you go today, I do need just one final test to perform which is to take a fresh sample of semen from Jacob. Once the treatment I’ve just suggested to you has been started I will also have to take fresh semen samples twice a week as we monitor progress through regular semen tests and blood tests. You no longer have to take daily cum measurements from Jacob now. Is that ok?”
I felt relieved we didn’t have to use the semen beaker at home again, but I think I must have not been listening properly to the first part of what the doctor had said as mom asked, “You mean you would like a sample now from Jacob?” and looking a little perturbed again.
“Yes. That shouldn’t be a problem should it? Do you feel you can provide me with one Jacob?”
“Er.. yes,” I said..” I guess so.” The truth was, aside from being semi hard already, hearing what the doctor had suggested, my balls were aching a bit, and cumming was just what I needed, as I’d only cum once that morning with mom helping me.
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor. “Excuse me one moment.”
Dr Taylor picked up the phone and said, “Cynthia, as Mrs Addiington and Jacob are the last patients for the day, and it’s almost 5pm, you can go home now. I won’t be needing your assistance further today.”
I realised Cynthia must have been the name of the hot looking receptionist. Dr Taylor listened to a reply and then said,. “That’s right, we’ll be fine. Have a nice evening – bye,” and put the phone down.
“Right, would you like to follow me to my inner consulting room?” Dr Taylor got up and beckoned us to follow.
I had not noticed another door in the doctor’s room on the first visit, but the doctor led us to the far side of the room where there was indeed another door. She opened it and we all went in. The doctor then closed the door and bolted it from the inside. “I like to make sure we have absolute privacy,” she said. “Welcome to my inner consulting room. This is where I see clients who have sexual issues or problems of various sorts, and I try to counsel them and help them resolve these issues.”
As I looked around the room I noticed it had a much more cosy and informal feel to it compared to the doctors main consulting room. This was more homely and even intimate. There were matching lampshades, a luxurious beige carpet with a large roomy leather sofa and a separate sofa chair. At one end of the room a very comfortable looking milky chocolate coloured leather bound couch/examination table was placed in the centre space so you could walk around it, where I guessed people could lie down. There was also a door to another room attached to this one!
As I entered the room, for some reason my hard on had gone down completely. Perhaps it was the thought of what I might have to do in front of the doctor, rather than in private with mom, which is what I was used to.
“Now, Marge, I’ve brought you in here too because I thought it would be better if you might like to help your son produce his semen sample, like you have been doing at home. I would like to watch and assist if you wouldn’t mind so I can make sure everything is in order from a physiological point of view. Is that ok with you both?”
“I guess so,” said mom, but I could see she was a little embarrassed.
I just nodded.
“Now Jacob, see that door — that goes to a bathroom. I’d like you to be nice and clean, so would you like to take off your pants and underwear in there, leave your t-shirt on, and give yourself a good wash of your privates, wrap yourself in a towel, and then come back out here.
I nodded again and walked over to the bathroom door.
Dr Taylor asked mom to sit down and offered her a soft drink. “Jacob before you go, would you like a drink too?”
“Just water is fine,” I said.
I went into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. Fuck! I couldn’t believe this was happening!
The bathroom was very nicely fitted with a bath and separate shower cubicle, and luxury tiles on the walls and floor. Next to the wash basin were a number of cream coloured towels of different sizes.
I took off my trousers and boxer shorts and gave my dick and balls a good wash using a small towel and soap. Then I rinsed myself off by wetting another small towel, and finally dried myself using a larger one. The large one was big enough to go around my waist, so I wrapped the towel around my hips and walked back into the room where Dr Taylor and mom were waiting.
“Excellent,” said Dr Taylor as she saw me come in. I took a sip of my water which she handed me in a glass. “Please lie down on the couch over there, and we’ll join you. Keep your towel over you for now.”
I did as instructed. My dick was completely soft now – my earlier arousal had completely gone!
I lay down on the couch, which was in the centre area of the end of the room so that people could walk around it, with my t-short still on, and the towel covering me from below. The couch was very comfortable and had a high back so as I lay there I could almost sit up. Mom and Dr Taylor came over.
Dr Taylor was holding a semen-measuring beaker like the one she had given us to take home.
“Just relax now Jacob. I’ll just ask your mom to take a sample like she does at home.”
Dr Taylor then lowered the head end of the couch a little so as I was lying, my back was about at 30 degrees, and I could relax my back and head.
“Right Marge, just do whatever you normally do to get the sample from Jacob at home. I assume you masturbate his penis into the beaker?”
“Er.. yes, that’s right,” said mom, not giving much away.
Mom stood on one side of me and Dr Taylor stood on the other as I lay on the couch.
Mom pulled the towel way from my crotch and legs to reveal my dick. I was now naked from the waist down. I could sense Dr Taylor looking at me dick intently.
Mom started to stroke my dick to try to get some life into it.
I was still limp. And I thought I should say something about that.
“Sorry, I think maybe because I’m in a strange place, I’m not worked up enough just yet,” I said truthfully.
“Marge, do you provide any stimulation for your son? For example, do you let him touch you?”
Mom hesitated for a moment. I could sense she was unsure just how much to let on. Then she said. “Well sometimes I do. I let him touch my bottom and sometimes my breasts too, as that can help him to cum quicker.”
“Well don’t let me stop you then. Just do what you normally do,” said Dr Taylor encouragingly.
Mom turned her ass towards me a little and I started to caress it through her skirt. My dick responded a little, but I was still not really getting properly hard.
“I think perhaps you need some more stimulation,” said Dr Taylor, after watching this for a few minutes, and seeing I was still not getting properly hard. “Tell me Marge, do you let Jacob see you partly undressed?”
I knew mom was fighting her feelings not to tell the doctor too much, but to my surprise at her openness she finally said “Well as you been so frank and open with us doctor, I will also be honest with you and say yes. Occasionally, I have let Jacob see my breasts and my bottom. But I would always wear some panties to cover my crotch area,” she added, lying. She obviously didn’t feel comfortable to reveal any more just yet!
“Well, may I suggest you remove your top and skirt in that case so Jacob can be properly stimulated? I think he does need more help, poor thing,” said Dr Taylor sympathetically.
Mom stopped wanking me and started to unbutton her white blouse. She then took it off, revealing a white full cup bra underneath. Then, she unzipped her skirt from the side and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing quite conservative white panties underneath which didn’t reveal much of the flesh of her ass. She picked up her skirt and placed it on the sofa with her blouse.
She was now wearing just her white panties and bra with black medium height heels. She came back over to me, and not looking at Dr Taylor, perhaps to avoid eye contact because of how she was now dressed in front of me, pulled her panties into her ass crack partly, so as to make her ass look more sexy, and then began stroking my dick again.
“That’s quite a nice touch, to make you look more stimulating,” said Dr Taylor pointing to what mom had done with her panties in pushing the fabric into her ass crack.
“Well, he does like bottoms a lot, so he tells me,” replied mom, to my surprise, revealing one of my likes.
“Well that’s quite natural,” said Dr Taylor smiling at me.
I started stroking mom’s ass again, which was now looking much more alluring, but Dr Taylor looking on at me from one side was not helping my erection still.
I think the doctor noticed my discomfort.
“I think we need to do something else here if we are to get you going young man,” she said. “I did say I was the type of sexual counsellor who believes in a hands on approach, so what I can do if you like is to stand nearer you Jacob, and you may also touch my bottom lightly through the material of my skirt, as you like bottoms so much. Are you ok with that Marge?”
“Er…yes sure,” replied mom.
Dr Taylor removed her white coat to reveal surprisingly low cut beige blouse and dark brown knee length skirt underneath. She came and stood next to me about level with my chest so my right hand could reach her ass. She was much rounder in shape than mom, and more of a bubble butt, I noticed, despite her chubbiness.
“Now don’t be shy young man, you can squeeze and feel my bottom as you like whilst your mom does her bit.”
I couldn’t quite believe this was happening. With my left hand I was feeling up mom’s ass cheeks as she stood in her underwear to my left and with my other hand I was stoking Dr Taylor’s ass through the material of her skirt as she stood to my right!
My dick started to become hard and responsive finally, although I still felt a little awkward.
Dr Taylor placed the semen beaker on the couch so mom could get hold of it in time.
Then to my surprise mom said. “Dr Taylor I hope you won’t mind, but I’m going remove my bra so Jacob can see my boobs. That normally does the trick at home.”
“Well, I am glad to hear you have such an informal arrangement,” replied Dr Taylor looking more pleased now.
Mom unclasped her bra and threw it on the sofa. Her glorious, full, melon like globes with large brown areole came into full view. Mom’s thick nipples looked exceedingly tempting and suckable.
“And I must say you have a very fine pair of boobs,” said Dr Taylor seeing them in their glory.
“Thank you.”
Before going back to working on my dick mom lent over my face so her boobs were in reach of my mouth. I don’t think she had planned to do this but just did it instinctively. Seeing this, Dr Taylor said, “And I see you let him suck you too. Excellent! That should really do the trick. Look!”
Dr Taylor pointed at my dick, which was now fully hard, as I had taken mom’s juicy tit into my mouth as she let her boobs fall over and stroke my face, and she saw it’s full length and hardness now for the first time. “Jacob, you do have a fine erection. I am going to call it a cock if you don’t mind, as I think it is easier to help you to cum if we use more common words.”
Dr Taylor keenly looked at my hard on, and licked her lips, and I could see she wanted to touch it. “Can I make a suggestion?” she said.
“Go on,” said mom.
“How about if you stand over Jacob like you are and let him play and suck on your fine boobs, and I collect the semen sample? It may make things easier,” said Dr Taylor.
“Sounds ok to me, ” said mom. “You ok with that Jacob?”
I nodded. It would be good to have another woman’s hands on my dick.
I was started to feel much more relaxed being in the doctor’s presence now, as she seemed to be enjoying what we were doing too. She moved over to my left where mom had been standing and mom came over to the right of me, still leaning over me slightly so I could suck and play with her boobs or ass with one hand.
Mr Taylor started to wank me. The feel of her hand on my dick was quite exquisite and her technique arousing. She was clearly an expert in this from the way she was stroking me!
My dick was now at full stretch, but I did not feel like cumming just yet.
“May I touch your bottom again Dr Taylor?” I said, feeling brave.
Without saying anything, Dr Taylor angled her ass back at me so I could reach it, and I started to grope at her fleshy ass cheeks through he material of her skirt.
“That’s right. Feel my ass young man and cum for me,” said Dr Taylor as she continued to wank me, whilst I felt up her butt.
At that moment I would have loved it if either mom or Dr Taylor had given my dick a quick suck. But I did not feel brave enough to go so far as to suggest that.
Mom then surprised me again by saying, “Let me use my boobs on his cock for a moment. That should do it finally.”
Mom moved down the couch a little so she was now opposite to Dr Taylor a who let go of my dick, and let mom wank me with her boobs as she held them tightly around my prick and moved up and down.
Dr Taylor looked on pleasingly. “I’m so glad to see you are so free with each other in this way,” she said.
Seeing mom do what she was doing to me in front of the doctor triggered something off inside my head, and I started to get extremely aroused now at the idea of mom sexually pleasuring me in front of someone. I’d gone from being very shy about it initially, to now getting really turned on by it, and I felt the cum rise in my balls.
“I’m gonna’ cum in a minute if you carry on like that,” I said out loud.
Mom continued wanking me between her fleshy tit mounds for another minute or so and then stopped and let Dr Taylor take over. The doctor grabbed the semen beaker in one hand and started pumping my dick hard up and down. She was just in time as after just few strokes I came, gushing into the semen beaker.
“Ahhhhh..AHH…OOOOOHHH,” I shouted out as I came, jerking my hips upwards several times as I did so.
Dr Taylor continued to expertly hold my cock and pump me until my cum waves subsided and she’d collected all my cum in the beaker. I pushed my head back against the couch and closed my eyes, enjoying the high of my orgasm as the doctor’s hand still held my dick, and mom stood topless, wearing just her panties, next to her. Fuck, that was so good!
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A middle aged piano teacher finds himself fantasizing about one of his teenage students not knowing that the girl herself is battling similar thoughts
Oh How Love Has Sharp Claws Pt. 2
Sorry I took so long to get the second part up. 1. I was on vacation for awhile. 2. I made the story a lot longer. 3. I got a little of a writer’s block from being on vacation. Sorry sorry. Well without anymore apologizing from me here is the next part. Enjoy!!!
We stood there frozen with his pulsing cock still inside and the female teacher was still there with a disgusted look plastered on her face. She repeated her demand, “What the hell do you two think you are doing in this closet?! Get dressed and follow me to the dean’s office!”
Darren pulled his cock out of me plus was still completely naked, but when he was facing the teacher all of his clothes were back in place as they had been. Without warning, he was only a few inches from her with a hand on the side of her face, and terror filled her eyes at how fasted he had moved. He rubbed her cheek gently as he said, “We were making love like most people would. I was claiming him as mine to have for the rest of my time on this planet. You would do the same with your lover if you had the chance. So why not just let us go, and forget you every show two guys fucking in a closet. If you are asked about what the scream was all about; say it was just two guys horse playing around and one got a little hurt.”
I watched as she slowly nodded her head with a glazed look on her face, and she replied, “I didn’t see two guys fucking in the janitor’s closet. I seen two guys wrestling around and one got a little hurt. No one was doing anything bad, so I let them go.”
Darren smiled at her reply, but I was shocked that she just agreed like that. Before I could say anything, Darren spoke to her again, “Now you are going to tell us to have a good day and to stay of trouble. If you ever come across me and him again doing this, I will make you join in our fun. You won’t remember that I said that last part, but you will avoid us like the plague if you know what is good for you.”
She just nodded her head more quickly this time as she replied, “I will avoid you two like the plague. Hope you two have a nice day and please do not let me catch you fight again. Stay out of trouble, or next time you will not get just a warning. Good bye.”
Just as she had come, she left just as quickly, and I continued to stand there with shock spread across my face. Darren stood in front of me waving a hand back and forward in front of my face until I looked at him with fear filling me. I said trying not to let the fear leak into my voice, “What are you?! Are you going to control me like that when we are bonded?! I don’t want that! You aren’t going to control me like you did that woman! Just stay away from me!”
I watched as a hurt expression spread across Darren’s face, but I wasn’t going to listen to whatever he was going to say. Instead, I just walked away leaving him there standing there still hurting from my words.
Time seemed to pass by slowly as I sit in my classes, yet all my thoughts seemed to be on him. He roamed aimlessly in and out of my daydreams as I just sit there wondering what he was to me. At first I thought he was a complete stranger, but then I had this feeling deep down he was someone from my past. Darren was someone that I knew all too well from my dreams that I have had for years, yet I would deny it for the months to come.
When my last class ended, I did not look for him, but went straight to my car to avoid the feelings that I had gained towards him. As I reached my car with my keys in my hand, I am pushed against the vehicle, and held firm against it. My attacker was stronger than an average person because I would have had a fight chance if that were the case. I felt their breath on the back of my neck as they leaned closer to say in a male voice, “Stay away from Darren. If you bond with him, I will kill him first for you to watch, and then you will die slowly. Of that will be after I make you into my bitch. This is your only warning, so be wise about it. What will you do Lukus Mark?”
I laughed at his words as I replied, “Now that you have threatened me, I think I will bond with him, and we will have many wonderful nights together. You will have to kill me before you ever lay a hand on Darren. Me, be your bitch? Ha! I would rather die than let you stick your nasty diseased cock in me!”
He turned me around to face him, and I meet a handsome man about 6’3 with platinum blonde hair. I looked into his sea blue eyes and knew he meant ever word he had spoken. A glare was plastered on his face as he raised his hand to slap me, but it never hit me. I had taken the opportunity to push him off of me which caused us both to fall to the ground. My car had made a great spring board against his weight, so I wasn’t going to waste my gained time just on anything. As I managed to sit up on top of him, I punched him hard in the face several times, but that seemed to have little effect on him. Suddenly, I was flat on my back with him standing over me however he didn’t stay still for long. His boot kicked me countless times in my left side, and all I could do was block his attacks with my hands. I got lucky with one of his attacks as I managed to catch his boot and knock him off balance. Quickly I rolled to my feet as he was still unsure of what had happened; I took the opportunity to land a solid kick to this throat. Without a second glace back, I retrieved my keys and got in my car thinking I was safe. As I was about to start the car, a hand snaked out of nowhere and cover my mouth with a cloth soaked with chloroform. I can’t remember what happened next except for my only thought being, “I’m screwed.”
At the feel of cold liquid hitting my face, I slowly opened my eyes to an unfamiliar place that was dimly lit room that looked something like what I would imagine a torture chamber would look like. Then I spotted platinum blonde entered with the guy I assumed was the one in the back seat, yet he was completely different from blonde. He had raven black hair with sky blue eyes about 6’5 muscle bound body however the look in his eyes scared me as he came towards me. Without warning he backhanded me, making my head spin slightly as he said, “You have insulted my soul mate, and I will not stand for that. I don’t care who lover you are going to be in the future. You will be punished for that rude shit you said.”
I nearly cry out from laughter as I replied, “You mean you are going to punish me for his rude ass behavior? He threatened me first! Your lover told me to stay away from Darren, but I am not going to listen to his crap since I love Darren! Plus he started beating the shit out of me, so how the hell was I rude?!”
Raven haired looked at blondie with disbelief before he grabbed the front of blondie’s shirt tightly. He hissed out his words at him, “You did what?! The prince is going to fucking roast our asses if he found out that you hurting Lukus! We were told to just threaten him, but never lay a hand on him! You have to be punished for this, Talman! Take off your clothes and bend over to expose your beautiful ass for our guest! Lukus, please fuck Talman as a way of payment for his rudeness! Plus if you feel that I have done something wrong then you can punish me too!”
I just stared blankly as he released me and they both started to strip down to nothing. As they both bent over to expose their asses, I slowly lowered my pants not sure if that was the right thing to do. Out of nowhere, Darren appeared with a smile on his face as he said, “I see you have meet Talman and Devin are a few of my loyal subjects, but I am guessing not by good terms with you. Sorry for interrupting your punishment, so continue to fuck these lovely guys. Then I will question them after they are tired out from you.”
With a shocked looked plastered on my face, I slowly position myself behind Blondie or Talman as I now called him. I took a gulp as I placed my right hand gently on his tight muscled hip then took my 7 inch cock in my free hand and guided it slowly to the edge of his tight hole. He whimpered at the feel of the head push slightly in against the taut asshole which made me cry out, “He is so tight and drying!! I don’t know if my cock is going to go in him!!”
I looked at Darren begging for help as Talman asshole squeezed the head of my cock tightly, but he did not make a move to help me out. Darren said in a commanding voice, “Devin get over there and lube up my lover’s cock, so that he can ride him as hard as he pleases. Make sure that it is lubricated to the best of your abilities, or else my cock is going up your tight ass so hard without lube that you will be bleeding from the pain.”
He whimpered in fear as he kneel between me and Talman’s ass, but that soon faded as he got to work with his amazing tongue. I had managed to pull my cock out of the tight hole to let Devin take the tip of my cock in mouth which caused me to moan slightly. With pleasure filling my face, I turned to look at Darren which was probably the worst thing I have ever done in my life. That bastard had a smirk plastered on his face as his loyal subject suck my cock deep into his mouth until I was lost in the pleasure. He had managed to take all 7 inches into his mouth and then I took the opportunity to force his mouth to hold me all in. Drool ran out of his mouth to trickle on to my balls as I moaned deeply nearly falling over. Without warning, I am grabbed and forced into a kiss by Darren with my cock know free from Devin’s mouth. I pushed him away and said, “What the hell was that for? I was getting into that blowjob!! You ruined that moment!!”
Darren laughed as he said, “You made the cutest damn face I had ever seen, so I couldn’t help myself any longer. I want into the action of have my cock into one of these lovely asses, but mostly I want it in yours. Now why don’t you stick that exquisite cock into Talman and I will stick mine into your tight little hole.”
I looked at him shocked as I replied, “You want us to have a threesome? How the fuck is that going to work if you and I are standing up? What about Devin, don’t you think he will be left out? Plus I don’t really want to do that here on this hard concrete floor.”
He did not even glace over at Talman and Devin as he said through a big grin, “No. I want a foursome. Talman is going to be on his hands and knees, you will be behind him on your knee with your ass slight bent out toward me, and I will be down behind you on my knees. Devin will be on his knees in front of Talman shoving his cock down his throat. There is a bed upstairs, will that do for your binding lover?”
I just stared at him blankly before nodding my head at his words. We all went upstairs into what looked like a modern looking house in some suburb, but they didn’t give me much chance to look around. They hurried me up another flight of stairs to where I assumed the bedrooms are at. We entered through the first door which revealed a basic room with a bed, dresser, and desk. What got me the most about this room was that everything was white which remind me of an insane asylum. Without warning, I felt my pants basically ripped off of me, and I had to use the bed to catch myself from falling. I got to my feet and quickly turned to face the three of them as I said, “There is no way that is going to work with all of us. How about this, I will lay flat on the bed, Darren will stick his cock into me, Talman is going to sit on my cock, and Devin will lie down beside me and suck Talman’s cock. After I am done with Talman, Devin can be fucked by my cock.”
Darren just laughed and pushed me on the bed before he said, “That is why I love you and want to just fuck you over and over again.”
This is the part of the story that I sort of have trouble whose body went where, so try to follow along as best as you can. Darren had spread my legs just enough to shove his pulsing 8 inches of cock into my dry ass as he had done earlier. I let out a cry of pain at the feel, but that was soon taken away. Talman had shoved himself onto my cock without warning, and was moving up and down on it like a pro. Soon after, Talman was moaning as I watched Devin start to suck is cock. Darren used Talman’s shoulders to push in and out of my tight hole which would make Talman rock harder on to my cock. I started to moan so loudly at the feeling of being fucked and fucking all at the same time, for this was the first time I have ever felt this much pleasure. My eyes glazed lazily down my body to the two men riding and fucking me, I had drowned in their pleasure minutes ago. I felt my cock pulsing harder inside of Talman as it was letting me know it was close to cumming. My voice escaped my lips as Darren shoved in his full length faster, “I’m going to cum!! Please I have to cum!!”
Talman and Darren both stopped, Darren motioned for Devin to take Talman’s place on my cock. Darren said, “It is your turn to be had by his cock. You earned getting being cummed inside of by someone else besides your lover since you slapped him. Now get on, and ride him until he cums. You are not allowed to cum until after I release you both from this room.”
They both quickly nod as Devin climb over me and shoved my hard pulsing cock into him. I had to let out a gasp at the tightness his body had as he forced me inside with his walls grabbing tightly on. My body wiggled a little which in turn made Devin’s hole tighten around my cock even more. It was milking me for all I was worth of cum, and I had to fight to let it last to enjoy it. Finally, my spine bowled me upwards as I shot a load of hot cum into Devin’s tight ass. It dropped out of the edges as he got off my cock, but then I got another surprise. Talman and Devin got on both sides of the bed, and started licking the cum off my cock. All I said was, “What the hell?”
Darren laughed as he breathed out his words while he paused inside of me, “They are trained to clean up the mess if it is a royalty. Since you are my chosen lover, you are thought of as royalty too. Shit I am almost at my limit. Talman! Devin! Out now! You are not allowed in this room while I finish bonding him to me! DO NOT let anyone in this room!”
They nodded and left the room as Darren continued to thrust in deeper and harder each time. I felt him thrust in one more time before I felt hot liquid fill me to the brim. He collapsed on top of me breathing heavy like he had run a hundred miles. I breathed out words in between my gasping for breath moments, “What are you? Tell me why all of this is happening to me? Why did you pick me? Tell me everything.”
He smiled lazily at me as he replied, “I’m a Lemurian.”
There will be a third part if there is enough votes, and I am really glad for the comments of help from everyone. Well except the ones where I was going to burn in hell. Those made me laugh my ass off.
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Saevelle and Vexus Fantasy
This actually is a roleplay my guy and I have been working on for 5 months. We’ve been very devoted to it and I hope you enjoy it. I can’t think of a good description other than ‘it’s off the wall’.
Shipwrecked 7, and final
I wrote this story a while ago for a friend, and she liked it so much, she posted it. I have decided to write some more, so I am re-posting this story under my name, with a couple adjustments and the appropriate tags. I am interested in useful comments and seeing how it’s rated, so please feel free. THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION, INTENDED FOR ADULTS ONLY. TO ANY PERSON OF ANY AGE. NAMES, CHARACTERS, PLACES AND INCIDENTS ARE FROM THE AUTHOR’S WARPED IMAGINATION. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL EVENTS, OR LOCALES OR PERSONS, LIVING OR DEAD, IS ENTIRELY COINCIDENTAL.
My birthday surprise part one.
A little girl is turning 5, her half brother gives her a birthday surprise. hether she likes it or not.
Allow me…
Mary-Ann, i’ll never forget her. She was an extremely beautiful 15 year old. She had a skinny body with GREAT curves. We had been friends for along time and I had had the biggest crush on her for the longest time. I had always been extremely sexually attracted to her. Especially since one day someone tried to get me to eat her out, and she told me how she first discovered masturbation. Well anyway lets get on with the story.
One summer day I invited mary-ann to my house (with my parents gone of course). Just an ordinary thing. We planned on watching movies and playing video games, but thats it. But thats not all that happened. She was over and we were sitting on my bed watching the Amityville Horror. ya, a horror film. I was sitting on the left side of the bed, to my right she was laying down, and to the right of her was my tv. I didn’t watch the movie however, i kept looking at Mary-Ann, running my eyes up and down her bodies features. Admiring her. I stared at her breasts and thought about how much i’d love to be touching them. Then looked down towards her fly. Thinking how just two small layers of fabric seperate my eyes from her pussy. I rolled over and hugged her from behind, putting my hands at her waistband. “ok?” is what i remember her asking. I sat there for a moment, feeling my cock swell up in my pants. I was so damn horny, i just couldn’t take it any longer, without a word i quickly slipped my hands into her pants. “what the F@#K are you doing she said and grabbed my arm and quickly tried to pull it out but i had gone to far to let her. Using my other arm i pulled her arms off mine and held them done. Using my hand in her pants i pulled out slightly then pushed my way into her thong. She was flailing around screaming at me to “knock the f@#k off” but I didn’t. I put my hand further into her thong and felt her short pubic hair (from the feel of it had been just starting to grow back from a shaving). How long had a i lusted for this moment. I pushed further into i felt her pussy. Dear god i was happy. i cupped her vagina in my hand, by now Mary-ann had stopped flailing and just laid still looking at me. I started to run my index finger around her vagina lips, feeling them starting to get moist. I let go of mary-anns arms to see what she would do, and to my surprise she did nothing. So i took my hand and undid her fly with my other hand still in her thong. Now that i had more room to move i began rubbing her pussy harder. By now it was very wet. But it was still too hard to get done, and my god did i want to actually see her vagina. I pulled down her pants. I went to reach for her thong when she said “NO!!” I pulled them down anyway. There it was…Mary-anns vagina. More perfect then i could ever of imagined. It was small, and a light pink, i saw that her clit was peaking out from under its hood. “I once was told to do this, and now i will” i was leaning in towards her pussy when she grabbed my head and told me no. I put my arms under her legs and grabbed her arms off my head. So now I held her legs apart and arms to the side. I put my face right near her pussy and savoured the moment. Then I kissed her vagina. I gave a slight lick to its lips and Mary-Ann squirmed. Her clit was swelling like crazy now. I put my lips on it and sucked and kissed it gently. I began to lick it softly in small circles. I then stopped and looked at her face. She was blushing. I asked “Do you want me to stop?” finally she gave in “dear god no, that felt great.” So i let go of her arms, and she grabbed my head this time. BUT to my amazement instead of pulling it away, she pushed it back down into her pussy. I licked it like mad for, well i have no idea how long. It tasted so good. After several moments i heard her moaning like mad and she suddenly arched her back. I licked faster and harder at this moment and then i heard her softly scream and suddenly liquid just squirted out of her vagina straight into my mouth. It tasted sweet. Mary-Ann laid flat on her back breathing heavily. I got up and grabbed a kleenex to wipe my mouth. She put her thong back on, followed by her pants. I was only 15 at this time and hadn’t expected her to ejaculate. I saw a small puddle on my sheets so i told her i had to take them off. After this whole ordeal my cock was so sniff my pants were visibly pulsing with my heart. We laid back down on my mattress. “I’m so sorry mary-ann, i shouldn’t of done it” i remember saying. “its ok, that was the most amazing thing i have ever felt” she said. I watched her eyes go from mine down to my pants “i guess i should return the favour” she said. She reached over and undid my fly. *omg this is actually gunna happen* i thought. She pulled down my pants, followed by my boxers, revealing my 8″ cock (its true). “wow” she said and she began to rub it. I was so turned on i nearly cummed there. She then licked up and down the shaft. She looked up at me and saw how eager i was so she quickly put about half my cock in her mouth, all she could fit. She slid up down it. Sucking. I realised that the best part was when she sucked the tip. I told her that so she started sucking only the tip, rubbing her tounge on the V shaped skin on the side with less foreskin. Her one hand cubbing my balls, the other rubbing my shaft. “OMG!” i remember saying as i exploded into her mouth. Now i was the one laying there breathing heavily. I got back dressed and we just laid there. No one saying anything. From that day on we didn’t talk too much, nor did we EVER talk about that incident again. But to this day, i still love her.
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The Man of Sin: Chapter 11
Xavier shows Helena the future that awaits them.
My little brother’s friend.
I am 15 years old. My brother is 11. His friend Michael is 10.
So my little brother hangs out with this kid Michael a lot. He
is a really good looking kid. He has black short spiked hair.
He is a normal height for his age and normal weight. Not fat
not skinny. Anyway, two days ago, my brother invited Mike over.
Our parents were going out and they wanted me to watch my
brother and his friend. I thought that sounded boring but I did
it anyway. At first they played video games for a while. I was on
Facebook when they called me down to watch them wrestle.
I went out to the backyard and they were already wrestling.
Mike was on top of my brother punching him. My brother
managed to get him off and push him across the yard. Mike
started kicking my brother until he was down on the floor.
He started to do butt slams to my brother. Then, he sat on my
brother’s face and started laughing. My brother started punching
his back trying to get him off. I started thinking “that’s nice..”
Then I noticed I was getting a boner. I took a box and put it over
my crotch. Mike was still sitting on my brother’s face. To my
brother that was torture. To me, it would be heaven. What I would
do to that 10 year old ass… My brother finally tapped out. Mike got
up and started to laugh. My brother looked really angry. He told me
to beat him up and I started to laugh at my brother. Then, he came
over and started punching me (my brother is an annoying brat) so
I said I would pretend wrestle him. I tried to wait until my boner
went away. So I started thinking about sad things and just about right
away it softened. (That’s a good trick BTW) Ok i’m ready, I said.
I was hoping he would sit on my face too… We started to wrestle.
I let him get me to the floor. Then he started kicking my sides.
I told him that really hurts, but he just kept laughing. Then he started
jumping on me. Then he finally started doing butt slams. I was just
sitting there letting him do this all to me. Then he but slammed my
stomach and sat there for a few seconds. I noticed my boner was
started to come back.. Oh shit… Then he got up, and but slammed
my face. It hurt so much, but when I realized he was sitting on my face,
my penis became rock hard. My brother was cracking up. Mike got up
after a few seconds and I said I have to go to the bathroom. I ran
inside the house and locked myself in the bathroom. I started to jerk
off. I was so close to cumming already.. After about 20 seconds, I
was done. It felt so good. I still couldn’t believe I had a cute 10 year old
sit on my face.. If only he didn’t have pants on…
When I left the bathroom, Mike was sitting on the couch.
Me: Where’s my brother?
Mike: He went on his bike to go get Geo..
Me: Why didn’t you go?
Mike: He doesn’t have an extra bike..
Me: Well want to play some video games?
Mike: Ok
He goes up the stairs first. I look at his ass as he goes upstairs.
When I get to my brother’s room, Mike is already sitting on his bed.
Mike: I actually don’t want to play video games..
Me: Ok.
I got a text message from my friend.
Me: I’m going out for a while ok?
Mike: Ok
Me: Tell my brother i’ll be back in a while and not to tell my parents.
I felt bad leaving him alone but I was very bored.
After about an hour, I walk back home. My brother still wasn’t home.
I go up to my room and then get startled when I see Mike on my bed.
He was sleeping.
Me: Mike? Are you awake?
He didn’t answer. I slowly walked up to my bed. He had his young
ass sticking out towards me. I started getting a boner again. I began
to rub my dick a little. Then, I slowly grabbed his pants and pulled them
down a little to see his perfect young virgin ass. I started to feel around
his ass, and then squeezed his butt cheeks. Then, I stuck my tongue
inside his butt hole. I licked his tight ass hole for about 5 minutes. He
still didn’t wake up. Then I decided it was enough. I didn’t want to wake
him up. I left my room and played some video games. About 10 minutes
later, my brother got home. For the rest of the day, it was kind of quiet.
My parents were supposed to get back tomorrow morning. At about 11
at night, my little brother fell asleep. I didn’t know what Mike was doing.
I was laying on my bed naked jerking off. I was really horny. I was thinking
about Mike’s young ass on my face. I was jerking off for a while until Mike
walked in.
Me: Holy shit dude!
Mike: I know what you were doing before
Me: Dude get out!
Mike: You were licking my butt
Me: What??
Mike: I was awake. I was faking.
Me: ………What???
I covered my dick with my pillow.
Mike: It felt so good
Me: ……Really?
He shut the door and walked up to my bed. He removed my pillow.
He then to my surprise, takes off his shirt and comes on top of me.
My rock hard dick is touching his pretty hard dick. He still had his
pants on though. Then, he turn around so that his ass was facing
my face. He then pulled down his pants with his butt hole right
in front of my face. I moved my face up into his ass and started to lick.
He started to moan. Then I felt something warm on my dick. He started
to suck my dick. Here I was eating out of a 10 year old’s perfect ass while
he sucks my dick. It was a sensational feeling. I tell him to act as if he
were about to fart. His butt hole then doubles in size. I was licking his
smooth ass for about 3 minutes. I then signaled for him to let me get up.
I took my rock hard dick and placed it into his small butt hole. He started
moaning in either pain or pleasure. Probably both. I fucked the kid in
the ass for only a minute until I started to feel my dick swell. I was about
to cum. I started fucking harder until it squirted out into his ass. He then
moaned even more. I took my dick out and told him to sleep with me tonight.
Me: We never ever speak of this, ok?
Mike: yea
He crawls under the covers with me and I put my arms around him. I set
the alarm to 6 am so we can get up before my brother.
I put my dick right on his little butt. I felt so comfortable I didn’t want to move.
In the morning at 6 am we quickly got dressed and he went to sleep on the couch.
Later, he called his mom and said he wanted to stay one more night. He finally
convinced her. So the rest of the day my brother played video games with Mike
and I tried to get my parents to give me some money.
And later that day, Mike came back to my room wanting more.
Unfortunately , we couldn’t because everyone was home.
I told him ‘cum’ over again tomorrow.
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Aunty’s Splashing Pussy
hai there its Shahzad (not real name) this is a story of my aunt named malu ohhh what a lady she is realy seems to be a real porn star an student 21,yrs and full of sex and desire for sex.I became sexually active when I was 18 yrs old. My friends told me how to masturbate and I started doing it.It was really enjoying. I always wanted to have sex but could not get chance till got admission in college. I did my study. from delhi.I didn’t take admission in hostel rather I decided to stay in a aunty house. My uncle was working in aboard. Aunty was a beautiful and well figured lady.Her boobs wer very firm and large.36-D. big boobs are always my weakness. She was very well built 5’6″ and very sexy .From first day I started masturbating thinking about her. Her age was around 32.Her legs were also very beautiful and superb was her butts they always aroused me at home were sexy aunty, her 8 yrs old daughter and 3 yrs old son. I used to live in a room . After about one week I became friendly with my aunty I used to go to her house to see T.V. Soon I thought that I can fuck her.
Her behaviour also became very friendly. She started going to market with me on bike. She even never hesitated to buy her undergarments etc in front of me . I found that she wears very sexy looking undergarments. I used to say her that she looks very younger than her age. One day I didn’t go to my college .I decided to stay at home. In the daytime there was a movie on tv so I went to her house. She was washing clothes in courtyard wearing only blouse and petticoat.I was staring at her and watching T.V. simultaneously. She had folded her petticoat upto her knees my lund got erected .It was even aching to fuck her. I decided to get her that day.
When she finished her work she also joined me. Suddenly power went off. So we started chatting she said she doesn’t feel good in her husband’s absence. I slowly turned discussion and said she looks very beautiful. At this she stared at me she even had a look at my shorts which I was wearing.I was sure she saw my tool erected. I said she looks like elder sister of her daughter at this she said u are joking. I said I swear and if u will wear skirt_top of her she will look much beautiful and boys like me will follow her. She smiled at it. I asked if she can wear it now she resisted initially but I dared and took her hand into my hands And requested her at this she petted at my thighs and said ok.God I was in seventh heaven .My dick started jumping in my shorts. But she said don’t do any shararat with me. I promised but I knew that today I will fuck her like anything and uski choot aaj main phadne wala tha. I started fondling my lund (cock). When she came out I got stunned
She was looking very young and sexy .I whistled at seeing her and winked at her.At this she smiled and said u are breaking your promise.I said my heart is breaking barriers .Her boobs were trying to tear her top. She was not wearing bra and her tits were visible also. Skirt could reach only upto her thighs .Superb shaven legs I got best erection that time. I went near her and said I want to kiss her at this this she resisted but I grabbed her from waist and started smooching her for some time she tried to get freed but then she stopped trying .I felt her breath had become warm and she started breathing heavily.I started caressing her ass(gand) and raised her skirt upwards and insertd my hand in her panty from backside and pressed her butts very hard .
Till now she had stopped resisting.I continued smooching her and with one hand started fondling her boobs(mummay , choochie whatever u call it).I took her to bed raised her top opened and inserted my hand into her bra and with my fist I pressed her ball very hard. At this she started moaning.I kept on doing it I now touched her cunt(choot it was really a choot not bhosda) . It was very wet and throwing flames .At this she got up and said u r crossing your limits. I said I really love her and want her . She got very confused She came near to me and said its not fine She touched my tool and said I know u want me and want to fuck me. Your tool also looks good but I.m married and mother of two. So I can’t do this. I got up and again kissed her at this she inserted her hand in my shorts and started massaging it. She lowered my shorts and undies and said I know what u want .I reached in heaven.
She said she wont allow me to fuck her but she will give me much pleasure and she took my tool in her mouth. I was flying in heaven. She was sucking my lund like banana I said ok I will also give u pleasure in other way .I said can I see her Undressed she said anything except fucking is ok. I undressed her .I got mad we mace 69 position and I started sucking her choot and she was licking my loda .Icummed very soon in her mouth but she drank every drop of my cum.But started sucking it and didn’t allow my lund to soften she said I will satisfy u completely so that u will not even think about sex upto a week.We continued sucking each other . Suddenly I inserted my tongue into her vagina and started internal portion of her vagina.
Now it was her turn to jump. She said nooooooooo—-I will dieeeeee—–leave me .At this she started crying -mujhe chod do main mar jaaoongeee.Agar main garam ho gai to mujhe chudwana padega (Leave me or I’ll die .If I will be aroused I will have to get fucked ) This was what I wanted I started licking her vagina. My lund had become hard again .I continued pressing her boobs with one hand, caressing her ass with other hand and licking her vagina. She started crying heavily and said I knew u want to fuck me. At this she got up and said now I want to be fucked so don’t delay and do what u wanted. Now even I want It. Ab to tum mujhe chod he do.Tumhara lund bhee mardon wala hai .Aaj tum meri choot phad do.Bahut din ho gaye chudewaye hue.(Fuck me now I also want to be fucked now. I’m dying for cock since several days and also your cock is manly and marvellous). I was completely aroused. So I didn’t waste any time and inserted my 6″ cock(loda) into her vagina in one shot.
She cried aaj to tum meri phad kar hee manoge. Lekin main bhee phadwana chahti hoonI started fucking hard my tool was jumping in her pussy like a horse .She was also jumping under me and crying — Shahzad aaj mujhe jor se chodo bade salon ke bad aaj main acchee tarah chudwa rahi hoon. Tere uncle bhee nahin hain Vaise unka bhee ab dheela ho chuka hai (fuck me hard since long timei m getting fucked ur is not able to fuck me to hard ) . My cock started aching I wanted to come inside her I started jerking my tool inside her like super fast train at this she clasped my waised with her legs and suddenly I felt her water on my cock inside her cunt. She had reached her orgasm. She cried—– I m dieing——–fuck me my honey—–OOOOOO m,aaaaaaaa I’m falling mujhe mere Shahzad ne chod diya hard hard more harderrrr.And che calmed and started kissing me I continued my shots and within a minute I exploded into her it was my biggest cum ever in my life. I stayed over her for few minutes . And then when I got Up I saw it was 2’O clock .
She wiped my tool with her panty. Kissed me and said you seems to be tired I will bring u a coffee. In the same position she went to kitchen. Gave me coffee and she also had one. I was sipping coffee and lying on her lap on the sofa. Till the time I finished coffee I also started feeling horney . Since her children were supposed to come around she also agreed. And we did it again.It was marvelous. After that I started fucking her daily like a husband .She used to come to my room in night. its not over ill tell u what did happen last day of college ……… plz tell would like to have chat with me mail me.
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College Boys
I kept slamming the A button on the controller, but damn sonic was moving around to fast to hit princess Zelda. I growled to myself, my thumbs still pressing the attack button over and over until finally I got a hit. She went flying off the field and exploded into a green tinted blast. In big letters shown “GAME” and I gave a smile. I looked over to my roommate in a cocky smirk. I’ve never played super smash brothers brawl before, and I was beating him at his own game. “Lucky shot” He said as he got up and turned off the wii.
“Luck had nothing to do with it, my friend.” I crossed my arms and gave a soft chuckle.
He grabbed his backpack and looked at the time. “Well I guess I should be going.” Such a sore loser, he was going to leave for his home around five. It was four twenty. I gave a small shrug and told him to have a good weekend, and he was gone. I looked around the dorm; it suddenly seemed bigger now that I had it all to myself for the weekend.
My name is Damien. I’m a college student and it’s only my third week here. I have shaggy brown hair, which should be curly but I straighten it every day, hazel colored eyes, and a nice round shaped face. I am about 5’6 and a bit on the cubby side. No, I wasn’t fat or anything, but I’m not a twink either. I’m gay. Yes. Whatever. I don’t really like it because of what happened between me and my parents, but it’s something I came to except. I have both my ears pierced to a fourteen gage.
Not too much later my friend called me, she wanted me to come over to her dorm and watch true blood. Vampire movies. She always said she was a vampire, and I said I was a werewolf. Okay, we are nerds. We know this. But we are cool nerds. I got dressed and headed out to her dorm, which was all the way a crossed campus.
I was walking out of my dorm, and I turned to lock it. Once I slid my key into the hole, I heard another door close. Out of my curiosity, I looked. My heart started to pound. It was the most beautiful jock on my dorm floor. I still didn’t know his name, even though I could look on his door and find out, but I decided it would never happen and I didn’t want to get my hopes up. He just kept walking past me, and I just did nothing but lock my door. I started to walk behind him, my mistake, and I yelled at myself to stop looking at his butt.
He had very short brown hair, a well chiseled face. I had no clue what color his eyes were because I wasn’t brave enough to get a close look. I could only imagine that big buff jock body of his. He looked like someone off of the basketball team or a foot ball players. One of the people who ran and threw the ball… I have no clue what they are called. I don’t like sports. I just like the guys who play them.
He had a nice butt too. Nice, toned, firm. All the stuff the sub boy would want his dom to have. He kept going straight and I turned to go down the stairs. I got pissed at myself for wishing to be with him, because I knew it would never happen.
I went to my friend’s dorm, her room was bigger and her roommate was gone as well. Not to mention it smelled nicer. I didn’t mind the smell of my dorm (which smelled of boys), but she hated it. We watched a couple of movies for a while, and watched little nemo. One of both of our childhood movies. After it was around mid-night, I had to get back to my dorm or spend the night there. I packed up my computer and said good night.
Now here is when my story really gets interesting.
I was walking back, and right outside my dorm was him. Drunk. And just about passed out. He waved at me, and I was thinking ‘what the hell?’
“Dude.” He said with a drunken slur, “I lost my key.” He waved his hands out and stumbled around, as if was suppose to know where he keys were. I gave him another ‘what the fuck’ look and just nodded. “I need in.” He said again.
I thought a while. It’s a dry campus so he would go straight to jail if he was caught drunk. I couldn’t let that happen. Whose butt would I look at when I walked down the hall?
“Stay here.” I ordered as I slid my card key through the slot, unlocking the door. I peeked in, finding no one in the lobby. “Come on.” I grabbed his arm and yanked him in. He nearly fell down but I caught him. That’s when I realized that I had one hand on his wrist, another on his chest. “Thanks dude…” He mumbled lightly. I took this second to feel up his chest, a huge blush on my cheek. Yup, strong and muscular, like I knew he would be.
I walked him up the stairs, keeping him quiet, and then looked around. It was a clear shot to my dorm. I was guessing since he lost his keys, he couldn’t get into his dorm. Unless he had a roommate in there. I had no clue. I didn’t want to risk his roommate getting pissed and calling the cops on him either. So, I leaned him on the wall and unlocked my door. He just walked in, kicked his shoes off, and fell onto my bed. I blinked in shock, but quickly closed my door and locked it again. Why I locked it a second time, I don’t know.
I looked over to him again; he was still awake for some reason. “Oh, shit son. I don’t know what I was thinking.” He started to giggle a bit, and I thought he’d gone crazy. I took my book bag and set it down somewhere, still looking at him. I sat at my desk, he taking up my bed, and thought a while. Now what? Well he answered it for me.
“Uhh… didn’t even get laid.” This set up and alarm in my pants. I looked over at him, and my jaw dropped to see that his hands were down his pants. “Dude…” He said, sounding half way sober. “Your gay right?” My heart started to pound. This wasn’t real, was it? But when didn’t we question great chances in our lives?
“Yeah…” I started out. I waited for him to say something else, but that was it. He started to rub himself over his jeans, it caused me to shutter. What was I suppose to do? Just sit there? He asked me if I was gay, I said yeah, and he rubs himself.
I bit my lip out of nerves, and walked over to him. I got on my knees and placed my hand on his crotch. He moved his hand away, giving me more free room to work. I froze, looking up at his body. God I needed to see under his shirt. It was pulled up just a small bit so I could see his stomach and treasure trail. I kept looking down and that’s when I realized what I was holding. His cock! It was hard too.
“Keep going, dude.” He ordered, and I nodded as if he could see me. I kept rubbing slowly through his jeans as he lifted his arm and put it over his eyes. My hands reached up and started to push his shirt up; he helped by sitting up and taking it off completely. I just looked in awe as I looked over his nicely toned chest, his well developed abs, and his buff arms. He leaned back, putting his arm over his head again to give me a good look at his armpits. I started to rub his thick member again before I unbuttoned his jeans. Was this going too far? Well what was too far? Obviously he wanted to cum I doubt he wanted to make a mess in his pants.
I slowly unzipped his fly, as if I was scared to get caught doing it. He thrust his hips up and his hands were pushing his own pants down. He didn’t stop until they were down to his knees.
Oh god. That cock had to be eight inches. It was thick too, and hairy. Some liked it shaved. But I’m a man’s man, so I loved pubic hair. His balls weren’t tight to his body, like most guy’s are when they get a hard on. They were loose and droopy, and reacting to every breath he took. They too were hairy.
I grabbed his legs and lifted them up, I got a nice view of his ass too, but that’s not why I did it. I slipped into the small hole between his legs, crotch, and jeans. Like emerging from underwater, my arms slipped through first fallowed by my chest. I felt trapped by the jeans and the mean looking cock. And I loved it.
I grabbed it with my hands, feeling it’s warmth as I started to slowly stroke it. I couldn’t take looking at it any longer, I had to taste it! I stuck out my long pink tongue and gave it a lick from the base to the head, earning an approving grunt from him. Oh god did it taste good! I started to lick it again and again. Over and over my tongue slid over that smoothed surface of that large cut cock. It’s going to sound cheesy to say, but now I understand why the songs say ‘lick it like a lollypop’. That’s just what I did. I licked and lapped at it as if it was my favorite candy. Hell, it was my favorite candy!
I licked all around the head, sliding my tongue around the top of it. This made him grunt like wild. With a deep breath, I took the whole head in my mouth and started to nurse from it as if I was a babe again. I took in another inch, stuffing my mouth with his dick. I was going slowly, but if I went fast I knew I wouldn’t be able to deep throat it. My tongue slid and rubbed the underside of the cock. Again another inch, and then a minute later another inch was accepted in my maw. After about five minutes of working, I had my nose deep in his pubic hair, and my throat was constricting around his thick meat.
“Oh fuck!” He panted as he gave a small thrust. He had nothing else to push in, so all he did was move my head around a bit. “Suck that dick. Fuck yeah girl.” I felt a sharp sting in my stomach when he called me that. But I didn’t care. He was straight, right? And I had my lips around the most perfect cock in the world. So I started to bob my head up and down a bit, making sure my lips were tight around his shaft. I went back down, letting his hair tickle my nose. “You like that? You like your nose with my dick hair? Ohhh.. I bet you do!” He was moaning with a drunken slur still. I had no clue where his mind was. But I knew he was in extreme pleasure.
I felt his cock start to throb, and that’s when I pulled it completely out of my mouth. I didn’t want this to end so quickly! I could see he was about to protest, so I quickly pushed my lips up on his hair sac and gave them long hard kisses.
“Mmm… that’s right. Kiss my nuts.” He grabbed the back of my head, wrapping his fingers around as if I were just a mere basketball to him, and shoved me into his sac. “Oh yeah. Make love to them, bitch.” And I did just that. My tongue slid out and licked over the rough but yet smooth surface of the balls. They rolled around over my tongue until I sucked them into my mouth. Yeah, I was a nut sucker.
After another minute or so, I could tell he had enough. He grabbed my hair roughly, and brought me back up to his fuck stick. He jammed it into my mouth, shoving inch after inch down. I gagged hard but that didn’t stop him. He just kept his hold around my face and fucked it wildly. I was chocking and gagging, not being able to deep throat unless I go slowly. But he didn’t have time for that. He needed to cum and he needed to now. He was grunting and giving soft moans as he shoved his love shaft in my face. Over and over again until, he stopped. He just let go, fell back, and went limp. I pulled away quickly, catching my breath before looking at him.
He was passed out. Purely just passed out. I took this opportunity and started to lick his cock like my candy again. It had to go on for at least an hour before I moved on to suck his nuts. I went back and forth between sucking his dick, licking it, and sucking his cum filled balls. I knew I was going at it for at least four hours, because the sun was finally coming up.
His dick was red and angry at me for not letting it explode yet. I felt a bit guilty, and I thought I should finish up before he woke up sober. So, I spent a couple of seconds sucking on his head and pumping the shaft with my hand. Finally, I tasted a hard shot of cum in my mouth. His balls were contracting and his dick was throbbing. The guy was moaning in pure bliss, and now awake. His eyes are one thing I’ll never forget. Angry, pissed, and pleased. He couldn’t talk; all he could do was moan. Finally after my mouth was full of his seed, I swallowed.
“I’m sorry!”
“What. The. Fuck!” he got up, pulling his pants up. I could tell he was pleased. This had to be the most satisfaction in his life. He quickly zipped his jeans up and grabbed his shirt. “I don’t know what happened. But you’re lucky I don’t fucking kick your fag ass.” I just sat there on my knees, feeling an all time low with the taste of his cock and sperm still in my mouth.
He grabbed the rest of his shit and left my room, slamming the door behind him.
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