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PASSWORD to my sisters computer

PASSWORD to my sisters computer
I was helping my older sister move her computer in her room. I loved doing anything for her, she was so hot and I just loved looking at her body. I was moving all her cords and I moved her monitor. I saw a small slip of paper with my name on it and a number. ‘berry 69’. I moved it too, but remembered it. She walked around in her shorts and tank top as I gazed at her big tits and fine ass. She was two years older than me. She always liked me and we were buddy’s. I had wanked thinking about her for a very long time. She was just plain sexy. I had tried to cop feels on her and make little advances but she was always afraid mom and dad would catch us or find out. She would get excited when I would rub her back or touch her, but quickly broke it off.
The next day she went to the mall with a girlfriend and mom and dad. Now was my chance to snoop in her computer. I clicked around in there and found a ’pf’. Hmmm, ’personal file’ I wondered. I clicked on it and it was password protected. So, I tried ’berry 69’ and it opened up.
I found pictures.
She had pictures that she photo shopped with guys naked. Lot’s of them. Some with her and a guy blended together in a bed. Two people fucking with her head on the girl, and some guy. Wow…I sat stunned. She had secret sex desires all this time? She had written a story about a guy sneaking in her bedroom and how she felt him and sucked his dick, as he ate her pussy. She had them fucking all over the house, in her car, out in the country and on mom and dads bed. I got a boner just reading about it.
I kept looking and then I got a shock
I found pictures of me she had secretly taken. One, I was sleeping with a big boner tenting in my bed, another one of the same picture with part of the covers pulled back showing my boner naked.
Whoa….my sweet acting little angel sister was a horny, lusty girl.
I kept looking. I found a ‘pfv’ personal file video maybe? I opened the file.
I found the mother load.
I clicked on the video. She had been using her built in web cam. She did not show her face, but her little ankle tattoo showed once, it was her. She held a picture of some guy and laid back on her bed. She began fingering her pussy while looking at the picture. Her hand slowly rubbing herself inside her small panties. She felt her nice tits with her other hand under her nightie top. She started in feeling herself all over. My cock got rock hard watching this.
She began to moan, which let me know she had the sound on. She raised her top, exposing her tits, and played with her nipples. Soon down came the panties and off. She opened her legs wide. I watched her fingers move in and out of her wet pussy slowly. She’d then rub her clit, and go back and forth between the two. Her whole pussy was getting wet now and her moaning picked up. She took a long look at the picture she had. I wondered who this guy was. I couldn’t make out a face or anything. Her eyes closed as she continued to moan more. Her pussy raised up to meet her fingers…..
I had to stop the video. My cock was about to cum by itself. I figured there was more for later. I sat for a minute in shock. My hot sister was secretly a hot babe wanking herself while looking at a picture.
I carefully put everything back and erased the history all over the place and restarted her computer. Now it was just like she left it, accept for what I had seen was now in my memory. Damn, I headed for the bathroom fast, a few strokes and I shot one of the best wanks just thinking about her.
When they all came home I looked at her in a new way. She was hotter than ever now. I wanted so bad to say: (“You’re a hornie girl… I have the hots for you, I’m sneaking in your room tonight!”)… I noticed now her girlfriend Mandy was becoming so friendly to me. I wondered if had seen the picture of me with my boner sticking up in my bed. Mandy was a computer whiz and probably helped her with the photo shopping of the pictures. I wondered what all she had seen. I started forming plans to find a way fuck my sister and maybe Mandy too.
A million thoughts went thru my mind. Every time I saw her now, I got a pleasure zing in my dick. I had to find a way for her to let me fuck her. I started in with little things. “Sis, I’ve got a kink in my shoulder, would you just massage it for a second.” She gladly trotted over and began to gently massage my shoulder. I fake moaned with pleasure. “Oh god, keep going sis, your make me feel so good.” That turned into a very long massage with her breathing,…..telling me she got a little hot doing it. I turned and quick kissed her on the lips and said thanks so much. I had never done that before. She had this shocked look on her face and then smiled. I began to pay her compliments on her clothes, pull her chair out for her at dinner and turn on the gentlemanly charm. Then I did the one thing she loved.
Brush her long hair. She had just washed her hair and was in her room brushing it. I walked in and said: “Here, let me do that.” I sat her on her bed and got behind her started gently brush drying her hair. I could watch her eyes glaze over and relax and get kind of sleepy. I whispered to her how beautiful her hair was and soft. She started to lean back on me but stopped. I gently pulled her shoulders back to my chest. She sighed and let me mess with her hair. Then I started massaging her neck all around. I heard her slight moan. I put my arms around her and kissed her neck.
She moaned some more. I let my hands just graze her tits and my arms rub across them. Her breathing increased as she leaned further back against me. Slowly I let her down on her bed on her back. I started kissing her neck again as she moaned and I felt her arms go around my neck. She whispered: (“…your so special, keep kissing me, I love it when you do that.”)
That was the start of us getting together.
With my new information, I knew a lot about her now. The way she rubbed her pussy, the way she felt her tits. Little things that turned her on.
We slowly started sneaking feels and looks, we counted the minutes until mom and dad would leave somewhere. The second they left we were feeling each other and soon started kissing like lovers. I now felt her wonderful tits and she fondled my boner. We kissed all the way up to her bedroom and we laid on her bed. We were just getting started, our legs wrapped around each other as we tongue kissed….when the front door opened.
It was mom and dad back. I scrambled to my room, as she closed her bedroom door. He got a call from work and had to find some papers. He found them and mom told my sister to come with them, as they were going to do some shopping for her. She really had no choice, and they all left. I immediately went to her computer to see more. I used the password to get in her personal stuff. I wanted to see any pictures of guys she had, and find the one she was so hot to look at while she fingered her pussy.
I found movie stars, the latest fad guys and fan shots of the latest hunk. It could have been any one of them…..then I noticed something. The picture of me and my boner she had, it had a sub-file at the bottom of the file. I clicked on it. Password protected. I wouldn’t open. I tried ‘berry 69’, no good. Damn, I wanted in that file. I kept trying different things. I tried ‘berry 69’ backwards….‘96 yrreb‘…bingo…it opened.
I clicked on the first file picture.
It was a picture of a guys dick only, and Mandy and sis were sticking their tongues on it. Picture after picture of them licking the picture, the shaft, the head, and pretending to suck it. Pictures of them both holding the picture on their pussy’s. Damn, who dick is that in the picture. I zoomed in on the dick. I noticed something. A mole on the guys stomach….
oh shit……
It was my dick.
I couldn’t shut it all down fast enough and get to the bathroom to wank. I splattered cum all over when I just thought about both of those girl sucking on my dick. I felt dizzy but oh so happy with the new information.
It was time to fuck my sister and Mandy too.
I thought: “Lady’s, we can do this the easy way, or the blackmail way. Which do you prefer?”
Two days later when my sister was gone, I got in her computer again. I took two blanks discs and downloaded her complete file on each one. Now it was party time.
I waited until Mandy did a sleep over and mom and dad had gone out of town. I put up a picture of Mandy and sis both licking the picture of my dick on my monitor. I waited in my room with the door open. I sat in my computer chair smiling and waiting. It was loud, the scream from my sister. She froze, a very white face stare. “Where in the hell did you….Mandy…Come here!” she said.
Mandy screeched as her face turned bright red. They began to whisper, I interrupted: “Lady’s, come on in, I think we need to talk.”
First they talked about my impending DEATH, then they settled down to make a ’deal’. Fingers tapping, feet tapping, gulping, gasping and pleas of mercy. I let them squirm for a while, not answering any of their questions, like where, how and is this the only copy. I pushed the button, and out came the disk. I handed it to them.
Their eyes rolled back, a ‘whoosh’ came out of their mouths and I said: “Disk?, what disk.” They thanked me over and over, but…..Mandy still wanted to know about any other copy’s. I finally said: “I found this under your computer. One of you must have made a copy?” Now they doubted each other, but were so glad to have the disk back, I let them try and figure it out. They both left whispering to each other. Mandy came back right away, and started in pumping me for more information about the disc. She sat on my lap with her big tits in my face. I looked right at them and said: “Your getting warmer to finding out things Mandy.” Next thing I knew she had her tits rubbing on my face. “Mmmmm, that a good start.” I said. She yelled for my sister, who came in my room. “I think he has some things to tell us, but he’s kinda cold. I think we need to ‘warm’ him up and let him talk.” Mandy said.
My sister smiled big and they pulled me up and laid me on my bed. They both laid on top of me, kissing me as they took off my clothes. They ask If I watched the whole disc. I smiled and said: “I sure did.” The both gave out a ’ekkkk’ sound. They said that I was never ever going tell anyone EVER what I saw. I said: “Lady’s, let’s turn out the lights and keep me warm.”
I felt 4 wonderful hands all over my body. They whispered that now they had the real thing and they began to use me as their personal toy. I felt two tongues licking my dick. My hands felt four big tits and two wet pussy’s. I felt my sisters pussy being lowered down on my face. I felt my fingers on Mandy’s pussy, and lots of licking and jacking on my dick. I loved feeling my sisters tits, and them resting on my stomach. I licked my sisters pussy and they took turns sucking and jacking me.
I loved the sound of them both moaning. I felt a hand squeezing my balls and I had to cum. I had no choice. I sucked hard on my sisters clit as a moan came out of me, my sister moaned and put my dick all the way in her mouth. Cum came gushing in her mouth, shot after shot. Mandy was licking the overflow. My sister finally pulled of my dick to swallow and Mandy got on it and I had a couple of shots for her too. Those four hands felt me over and over as they both moaned and gasp for air.
Their body’s trembled as the played with me. I was so spent, I was sure I had no cum left in me. They didn’t stop, sucking, jacking and moving their pussy around. My sister crawled off me and Mandy got on. My still hard dick felt her warm mouth again. I felt a slight build up as her tongue did a dance on the head of my dick. My sister watched intently as Mandy kept teasing my dick. Sis joined her and took my hand and rubbed it on her pussy. They both knew just where to lick my dick to get it going again.
I licked Mandy’s pussy up and down. My other hand felt her soft big tits. Sis worked my fingers inside her pussy, and pushed them to her G spot. She put her fingers on top of mine and we both massaged her pussy. The moaning began again. The squirming of the pussy’s was making me want to cum again. I was in some kind of heaven, and so were they. My face was getting soaking wet from Mandy’s pussy. This time sis jacked and licked my dick. Mandy’s lips went up and down on my revived dick.
I felt my cum, it was on it’s way. They somehow knew it too. My sister climaxed first, making Mandy and I cum instantly. From somewhere, I shot cum again inside Mandy’s lips. She muffled a long moan and kept her lips on the head of my dick. I almost had to pull her off my dick, it became so sensitive. Sis licked the overflow this time and was so out of breath, her moans just squeaked with pleasure. I felt my dick cumming all by itself, as Mandy and sis sucked it up.
I drifted away….
thinking…’berry 69’ and contently smiled.

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My first infidelity

MY FIRST INFIDELITY
Fourteen years ago, at the age of 18, I became pregnant, and got married, three months before the birth. Two years later, I had my second son.
Six months after I had my second baby, my elder sister, Jenny, told me that, instead of sitting around, looking like an old woman, I needed a few nights out.
I knew that she went, with five or six friends to the local social club, every Friday night, to see local rock bands, but she had never invited me, before.
When we met, in a pub, I felt a bit dowdy, compared to the rest of the girls. I was dressed in an old white blouse, black trousers and sensible shoes. Jenny wore a short, low cut dress, which left little to the imagination. The others were dressed similarly, with loads of bright make-up on. They all looked very sexy. When I commented, on their dress sense, Jenny laughed, saying that all of the women dressed like them, and I would have to get my act together, if I wanted to come out with them again. When we got to the club, she was correct; it was like a fashion parade.
The band was quite good, doing songs from the charts. Jenny and her friends kept me supplied with drinks, all night. In fact I was quite drunk by the time Jenny came back from the dance floor with a small, chubby guy, who looked familiar. “This is Alan, he’s our lift home”, she announced. As he wrapped his arm around her waist, I recognised him, as the manager of a furniture shop in town. He went to the bar, and bought us a round of drinks. When he sat down, Jen’ perched herself on his knee. She pretended to bounce up and down, in a sexual manner, and then rubbed her bottom into his crotch. Alan grabbed her breasts, and shook them; Jenny’s friends all laughed. I was embarrassed. We chatted until closing time, with Alan paying a lot of attention to Jenny and Carole, peeking down Jenny’s dress, and groping Carole’s breasts. On the way out, Jenny took hold of my arm, “Just go with whatever happens, and for God’s sake don’t tell Tony.” (Her husband), because I was a little bit drunk, I was confused, and didn’t really understand her.
Jenny sat in the front, of the car, and I was in the back with Carole and Fiona. The other three girls waited for a taxi. “Is it your turn to be last?” Alan asked Jenny, the girls looked at each other, then me, and laughed. Five minutes later, I was dropped off at the end of my street, and waved the others goodbye.
During the week, Jenny visited the baby and me. “You haven’t mentioned Alan to anyone, have you?” She questioned me. “No, why?” I asked, “It’s just a bit of fun, but Tony wouldn’t understand”; she left the subject like that.
Over the next few weeks, I had my hair cut, and my clothing became a bit tighter, and more ‘fashionable’ but never ‘too revealing’. I became a lot more relaxed, and began dancing with some of the guys in the club, who would flirt with me. Alan started paying me a few compliments, usually about my bust, and ‘sexy arse’. I had lost most of my ‘pregnancy’ weight, but my breasts were still swollen from 32b to 34d, after so recently having the baby.
Mark, my husband was pleased at the transformation as I was, usually quite horny, when I arrived home, on Friday nights.
As the weeks went by, it became obvious that Alan was screwing all of the girls, including, my sister Jenny. Although I didn’t approve, they all seemed happy, so I kept quiet. In return he gave me a 25% discount when we bought a new table and chairs!
I started to really look forward to Friday night. Especially the flirting, and the ‘dirty’ talk in the car, sometimes I would join in. I became intrigued about what was so special, about this small chubby man. One night when we were alone, I asked Jenny and Fiona, who both burst out laughing, then they hinted at the size of his equipment!
In the July, when Jenny was on holiday, Alan dropped Carole off, and then started to drive towards my house. He slid his hand up Fiona’s skirt, “You’ve got tights on, you know I only like stockings”, he grumbled. “Sorry, it’s that time of the month”, Carole whispered, “You’ll have to make do with a blow job”.
I don’t know why, but, before Alan could answer, I gasped “Can I watch?” He looked in the mirror, and chuckled “Of course you can, I like an audience!” Fiona giggled, “Whatever turns you on”.
He drove the car to an industrial estate, and kept looking at me, in the car mirror, I couldn’t stop smiling at him. Once he had found a discreet corner, he put the inside lights on and started to undo his belt and zip, when he had pulled his jeans to his ankles, he announced “let the show begin!”
Fiona looked at me, raised her eyebrows, smiled and pulled down Alan’s pants.
I couldn’t believe my eyes, his cock sprung out; it was huge, but only semi- hard. Fiona took it in her hand and shook some more blood into it, it must have grown another inch, and I was mesmerised.
As Alan moved around in his seat, so I could get a better view, Fiona bent forward, flicked back her hair, and started to swallow his monster. Years ago, I’d seen a porn film with my husband Mark, but I’d never seen anything like this.
Fiona bobbed her head up and down, sucking on the purple knob, taking it out, licking the tip and the shaft. She would use both of her hands to caress his hairy balls, while her tongue ran rings around the crest of his knob. When Alan was stroking her hair he never took his eyes off mine. He was grinning as he stared at me, while he kept telling Fiona how good her blowjob was.
I was now sitting forward, leaning between the two seats, “Come on Amy, don’t be shy, show me those beautiful tits,” he commanded me. I slid my blouse off and unclasped my bra, freeing my breasts for him. They felt huge, and my nipples were as hard as stones. When Alan put out a hand to stroke them; it sent a shudder through my body. As he squeezed the nipples some milk dripped out, he took it on his finger and licked it, “mmmmm” he purred. I was so turned on; I was having my tits rubbed by a man who was getting his cock sucked, by one of my friends. I couldn’t believe what I was doing.
Fiona was sucking like she was possessed, then suddenly; she jerked her head back, with a look of disgust on her face, “Bastard! I hate it when you do that”. She spat his come onto her hand; spunk was still shooting out of his cock, falling onto his pubic bush. Still stroking my tits, he looked into my eyes and laughed, “I know, but you’re such a good cock sucker, I can’t stop myself.”
As I put my clothes back on, Alan continued staring at me. Fiona soon cheered up, telling him that he should have warned her, and he would have to give her really good fucking next time, to make up for it!
When I sat back in the seat, Alan pointed between my legs, and asked, “That really turned you on, didn’t it?” I looked down, I was so wet, and there was a damp patch in the crotch of my cream trousers.
When Alan dropped me, at the end of my street, he wound his window down, and asked for ‘kiss goodnight’. I leant into the car, letting him push his tongue into my mouth, for the first time. He even manoeuvred his arm outside, stroking between my legs; I was still soaking wet. “It will be your turn, next week, babe!” he announced.
When I got into bed, Alan’s massive cock and the smell of his spunk were still in my mind. I started to fiddle with Mark’s cock; it stood to attention very quickly. He rolled onto his back; “You must have had a good night”
I slid down his warm body, and started to lick his knob, squeezing his balls, just like Fiona had done to Alan. I took a deep breath and sucked on his cock pulling it as far into my mouth as it would go. I moved one hand onto his small shaft, and quickly built up a rhythm, sucking and wanking. He was in heaven. I wanted him to come in my mouth, just like Alan had done to Fiona. I wanted to know what spunk tasted like. Within a minute, Marc tensed, “Stop! Stop! I’m coming, I’m coming!” He whispered into my ear. I increased the strength of my sucking, and he shot jets of lovely hot spunk into my mouth. It had very little flavour, but felt wonderful, sliding down my throat, I was so proud of myself.
He looked shocked, “Wow, what was that for?” he said smiling. “Just a little treat, for letting me go out, with the girls.” I replied.
During the next week, I couldn’t stop thinking about Alan’s cock, and what his spunk would taste like. Every morning, when the kids were asleep, I had to play with myself, even using the shampoo bottle, more than once.
For the next Friday, I wore a new skirt, black ‘see through blouse’, French knickers, black stockings and suspenders. Thankfully, Mark was working night shift, so he couldn’t see what I looked like. As I left, the baby sitter was too busy snogging her boyfriend, to notice what I was wearing.
At the club, I drew a lot of attention from the other guys. When I was dancing a couple of them couldn’t keep their hands off my bum, trying to get them up my skirt; I hadn’t felt this horny for years.
At 10.15 he made his way over to me, “I see that you are dressed for the occasion” he laughed. We sat with the girls, Alan constantly stroking my nylons, upto my thighs.
When we were in the car park, Carole chuckled, “I guess that you want to be in the front seat?” On the ride to her house, Fiona told her about the previous week, with me watching. My heart was beating faster than ever before.
Very quickly Alan dropped the other two, at their homes, and then looked at me. “I’ve got a surprise for you”, he said, then drove off, not to the industrial estate, as I’d expected, but, to a wooded picnic area.
“Why here?” I asked, “This is where the peeping toms hang out, I want to show you off.” Was his reply.
He parked the car, between some trees, away from the others that were already there. Alan opened his window, about an inch and put the interior light on, “I don’t want the boys to miss anything,” he said with a laugh.
Unlike the previous week, with Fiona, he put his arm around me and slowly kissed me, darting his tongue into my mouth and touching my own tongue. I couldn’t remember the last time that I had been kissed like this. His spare hand was stroking and squeezing my breasts through the blouse, making them more sensitive then normal.
Better than a magician, he had my seat pushed back, my blouse unbuttoned and off my shoulders. I sat up, to let him unclip my bra. “My God, your tits are amazing”, he said as he started to suckle on one of my long nipples, drinking some of my excess milk and caressing the other breast, tugging at the nipple, as I struggled out of my blouse.
Alan then kissed me again, pushing a hand up my skirt, “I knew that you would wear these for me,” he said confidently, as he touched the flesh of my thighs.
I pressed my legs together. He looked startled.
“My turn now,” I whispered, and started to unbutton his shirt, running my fingers through his chest hair, then down to his belt and jeans. As I unzipped him I could feel his cock twitching into life. “Take them down”, I told him, he obeyed. His cock was at half- mast, like last week, but was still bigger than Marc’s.
With his jeans around his ankles, he sat back with his legs wide apart, showing off his lovely, massive, cock, as he tickled my nipples. I managed to kneel on the seat, and with his jacket covering the hand brake, I took hold of it, kissed the knob, then licked up and down the shaft, stopping only to pop it into my mouth and suck. Every time I did this I could feel it twitch, getting even harder. After a couple of minutes, there was a couple of inches of cock either side of my hand, it looked and tasted wonderful.
While I was sucking him, Alan was playing with my tits and nipples with one hand and stroking my stocking clad legs, with the other, sending me into ecstasy. Gently, he pushed my legs apart, and pulled my skirt up, onto my hips, “We’ve got to give the boys a good show, if you want to be invited back,” he whispered. I’d forgotten about the peeping toms. Still with his cock in my mouth, I looked over his shoulder. There were two guys with their faces pressed against the window, grinning in at me. Although shocked, I was incredibly turned on, almost biting his cock. As he slid two fingers into my sopping fanny, he whispered, “There’s another three at the other side”. I wiggled my bum, for them. As he was finger fucking me, he managed to move my knickers to one side, exposing my most private parts to these perverts. With two of his fingers twisting in my fanny, and his huge cock in my mouth, the Peeping toms were getting a hell of a show.
I couldn’t believe that he had lasted this long, so I tightly gripped the shaft, wanking him furiously and flicking my tongue over his knob. With this, he added another finger to my fanny and speeded up, grinding his palm onto my clit. I came first, ramming his cock even deeper into my mouth.
He put his hands behind my head and bucked his hips; sending gallons of hot come into my mouth. When he let go, I firmly pulled on his cock, firing the last few drops onto my tits. His spunk tasted stronger than Mark’s, and was lumpier too. I opened my mouth for him, showing him the spunk on my tongue; I then let it slide down my throat, while I rubbed the other drops into my tits. Mmmmmmm, it tasted lovely as it slid down my throat into my belly.
My breasts were heaving, now, as I moved back into my seat. I could see that there were even more perverts looking at me, so I held onto the dashboard and head rest, then shook my tits for them, as Alan leaned over, and lifted my skirt up around my stomach exposing my stockings and knickers.
As Alan manoeuvred himself underneath me, on the passenger seat, I managed to remove my skirt and knickers. I had my legs straddling him, and slid my fanny over his cock; the feeling was delightful, as it made its way inch by inch into my pussy. I felt fuller than ever before. I started very gently, but when I got used to the size, I fucked him like crazy, making him suck my lactating tits as I swore and cursed.
Telling him how much I’d enjoyed sucking his big cock, and how much I had needed to fuck him. After a few minutes of this, I felt him tense up, and shoot another load, which sent me into a fantastic orgasm of my own.
I looked out of the spunk- covered windows, to see four or five, happy, guys drifting back into the woods. “I think they liked you,” he joked. “We’ll have to come back again”.
After a shared cigarette, he wiped me clean with a cloth, and drove me home. Fingering me, all of the way home.
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Amy

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Steamy Shower

It was going to be a long day at school today. Im Chris im 14 and i absolutly hate school. It was the last class and I had football training. I was a Wide Reciever and my brother Kyle (15 he already had his birthday) was the Quaterback. I was so pissed! He never passes the ball to me ever! Im the best WR and he knows it. After practice and we all headed to the showers. There was only 48 shower heads but we had 50 people in are team. As usual i missed out and so did Ty are Running Back was he was away. After every one had left i went in the shower and stripped off my clothes. I heard the door open again but i assumed it was some-one that forgot something.
“Still here Parra I see.” Said the voice off my Couch. He was only 25 and just got out of collage.
“Yer again.” I replied. I didnt want to turn around. But then Coach went to the shower next to me. I looked in the corner of my eye and seen his hairless junk.
I felt the blood go in my penis and i started to erect. I covered it up with both hands.
“Dont worry Parra, its a man thing.”
I went to face my coach. And when i saw him he was erect aswell.
“Its all natural.” Coach said walking towards me.
We were both using the same shower tap at this point. I let my hands go off my erect penis and boy was his penis bigger then mine! He grabbed my back and gave me a kiss on the neck all the way to my ear. I moaned and grabbed his penis with my right hand. He pushed my hand away and said “Not yet.”
I stood there moaning while he kept kissing me. I kept moaning and i grabbed my penis stroking it. He let go off the kiss and went to my back.
He then shoved his 81/2 Cock in my ass. It felt good. I was crying alot beacuase of the pain and he grabbed my head and bent me over. It was like nothing i have ever expeirenced in my life. Then he did some last huge thrusts and He came in my ass. I felt the warmness and it was delightfull. He kept fucking my arse and i was moaning ever second. He stooped an helped me up. “You turn.” i said. I fept my asshole stretched and felt his juices flowing on my back legs. He layed on his stomach and i inserted my penis in. It felt better taking ot then giving it. Before i knew it i came in his ass like it was no tomorrow.
“Dont cum so fast.” Coach said “I liked the sensation.” he got up and went to his phone called up somebody and hung up.
“wait here for 20 minutes.” He said bursting out of the showers with only a towel on. I felt my erection go down and i wanted it to so i waited 10 minutes then when it was fully erect i wanked and cummed again. It went back down and Coach came in the door. He said “For more fun i brought my boyfriend Lochy.” Lochy was a tall Dark man around 27 years old. Coach took of his towel and Lochy took off his clothes. Lochy had some tattoos a visible six pack and a whopper cock around 10 inches erect.
They both walked to me and said “Lets play.”
Locky turned me over in Doggy position and grabbed my arse and rammed his cock in. The nice sensation filled me up and i moaned in motion with his penis. I felt Lochy came in me and this one wa a bigger load.
“Dont stop.” i said.
Then Coach came in front of me and grabbed my head and made me suck him. Wow i thought to myself. Im getting rammed by a huge cock and sucking my coachs cock. Sevearal minutes later they both came in me. And hopped up i was lying on the floor panting heavily. “Cya at training tomorrow.” Coach said. Lochy came over to me and sucked me. It felt really good.
Lochy and coach left. I was the only one in the shower. I heard a knock on the door and said
“Who is it!”
A reply said “Its mum i’m put front i came to give u a lift home.”
When i got home the only thing i called think about was Lochy and Coach.
When it was morning i hopped straight out of bed and got ready for school. Back in the Locker rooms everyone was getting readdy for practice. And i went to the open area to change imstead of the cubicle. I knew every one would see my penis but i wanted that. I saw some guys lollygaging but i didnt mind. Everyone left and it was only me in the changing room. I was abput to put on my skins but TomTom another WR said “Hey Parra.” i said “Hey.” and looked at him.
He was also naked. He was fully erect and i was no where near. I walked up to him and kissed him.
He pulled away and said “i was wondering if you would go out with me kinda like dating?” he said nervously.
I said to him “I would love to….and meet me here after practice and miss the showers.”
I kissed him again and walked away.
Everytime Kyle passed the ball TomTom would drop it just so Kyle could pass it to me.
Kyle then shouted “PARRA!” and Bullet passed it to me. I ran as fast as i could and caught it on the 45. I ran all the way to the touchdown zone show boating and did a flip at the end. Everyone ran to me and picked me up on their shoulders. I felt like a king.
After training me and TomTom both missed the showers. We hopped in and waited till we were both fully erect. Then we kissed one another.

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A Run on the Beach

On a family vacation to Costa Rica, I allow my teenaged daughter to bring along her best friend to keep her company. It doesn’t escape my notice how hot young Scarlet is in her bikini. Before long, Scarlet is asking me to apply sunscreen to her firm body. But that’s not flirting or trying to lead me on. Or is it?

Their Valentine Surprises

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

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

Based on true events, but partially fictionalized for entertainment.
Tony admired his football coach. He was the only black man that Tony had occasion to interact with, and thought the world of him. So when coach Simms asked his mom and dad if Tony could stay over at his house after the teams latest victory, no one thought any thing of it. After all, other players had stayed at coach Simms’. It was just part of what he did for the players.
The night went great. Good food and lots of fun. Mrs. Simms turned in early and Tony and coach stayed up watching TV. The conversation eventually turned to Tony’s personal life and coach asked about his girlfriends. Tony sheepishly admitted that he hadn’t really had a girlfriend. Coach chuckled and asked if he would even know what to do with a girl if he had one. Tony was embarrassed that his coach was laughing at him. Tony had little experience or knowledge about sex. His parents sheltered him when he was younger. He knew what the other boys were bragging about. But he had not experienced it himself. Coach offered to help Tony out. He got up and put in a video. As it started to play it was a girl alone, but as she started to undress, Tony got hard and self conscious. He half looked up at coach Simms who was sitting on the couch behind him and coach was openly rubbing his crotch. Tony wanted to rub his growing cock, but knew that his friends made fun of “jacking off” and he was already embarrassed in front of his coach. Simms noticed Tony looking up and told him to watch a little more. When Tony turned around he saw that a muscular black man had joined the now completely naked white woman. Tony was drawn in. Not just by the two together but by the way she looked at him. How she touched him. And when she went to her knees and worked out his cock, Tony was shocked at how BIG it was. His own cock was nothing like that and the boys at school, from what he had seen in the locker room, were nothing like that. Without thinking Tony glanced back again, and this time coach had his own black cock out. It was every bit as big as the one on the video. Embarrased Tony turned back to the video. He watched intently as the white woman took the cock into her mouth. It was so hot and sexy, Tony’s cock was throbbing and all he wanted to do was touch his own cock. He started to hear coach moan from behind him. He knew that coach was rubbing his own cock. His heart rate increased and his head started to pound. He was nervous and a little bit scared. He began to think of Simms not as his coach, but as the black man on the video. With the white woman. With a big cock. He was seeing his beloved coach as something sexual. But it made Tony uncomfortable. To be thinking of his coach like that when his cock was raging hard.
Simms asked Tony if he wanted to move up to the couch and sit next to him. Tony said he was just fine where he was. A few moments passed and in a strong authoritative manner, coach told Tony to move up to the couch. Out of reflex to obey, Tony moved up to the couch. Seeing Simms’ cock in full view made his heart jump up to his throat. He was intimdated and thought that if his friends knew they would never stop calling him a fag. Swallowing hard, Tony shifted his gaze back to the TV. Out of the corner of his eye, Tony saw coach pull him pajama pants completely off and pull his shirt off over his head. Simms turned to Tony and urged him to get comfortable. He said he knew Tony’s cock was hard and it was perfectly ok. Just a couple of guys hanging out. No big deal and it would just be a secret. On the screen, the woman was still sucking the big black cock. Coach asked Tony, do you think she looks pretty like that? Without thinking Tony just muttered “Yeah”. Coach again ordered Tony saying “Take off your pants”. Tony complied. He wasn’t sure how to feel about all this, but he trusted his coach. As Tony went to sit back down on the couch, Simms grabbed his arm and pulled him closer so that he was sitting right next to him. Smiling, Simms grabbed his cock and held it out in full view. “ Look at that black cock Tony. I mean really look at it.” Tony did so. Swallowing hard. Coach reached over and gently stroked Tony’s smaller cock. He jumped. “ Shh.. It’s ok. Just the two of us. Why don’t you touch mine too. Tony was reluctant. Simms took his hand and moved it to his big throbbing black cock. Tony, as if almost out of reflex, wrapped his fingers around this big fleshy thick black cock. Simms moaned “ See that’s it. You kinda know what to do don’t you?” Not sure what this question meant Tony looked into coach’s eyes. Smiling Simms encouraged him to take a closer look. Putting his arm around him, Simms pulled Tony over so that his head was resting on coach’s chest. Now Tony could watch the video and see Simms’ cock at the same time. Reaching over the top of Tony coach grasped his forearm and gently encouraged Tony to work his hand up and down the shaft of his thick cock. Precum began to ooze out the head. Tony could hear coach’s heartbeat. “You want to be like her Tony? You want to feel my cock in your mouth don’t you?” Tony felt a slight pressure on the back of his head. He didn’t want to. Or did he? He was unsure. He knew he wasn’t a fag. But coach seemed to want this, and yet he was married. So he couldn’t be gay right? All this and more was rushing through Tony’s head as Simms pushed his head down more.
Coached moaned as Tony kept stroking the black cock and his head moved closer. Now Tony’s head was resting on Simms’ belly, the black cock just inches from his mouth. Simms stopped applying pressure. He reached over encouraged Tony up onto his knees on the couch next to him. “ Just watch the girl Tony and do what feels natural to you.” Coach reached under Tony and stroked his little white cock some. Tony’s head began to throb. He wanted to make coach happy, but didn’t want to be a fag. After what seemed like an eternity Simms moved his hand up over Tonys back, working his hand to down between Tony’s little ass cheeks. Tony jumped reflexively. Simms held him still and lightly ran his fingers over his asshole. This sent a shudder down Tony’s spine. “ Felt good didn’t it?” Tony was afraid to answer. Swallowing hard, Tony made up his mind. Opening his mouth, he lowered down over coach’s cock and closed his lips around the head. Simms let out a deep low moan and thrust his hips up slightly into Tony’s mouth. “ That’s it, just do what feels right” he said to Tony as he run his fingers lightly over Tony’s asshole again. With his other hand planted firmly on the back of Tony’s head, he began to work the young ones mouth with his cock and his ass with his fingers. Rubbing gently on Tony’s asshole as the young man took his black cock deeper into his mouth.
Tony couldn’t believe how…good it felt. But also in the back of his mind, he could hear his friends calling him a fag. He was about to change his mind about this whole thing when coach put his hand on the back of his head and started thrusting up into his mouth. That’s when he felt the fingers pressing against his asshole. Tony instantly knew he had made a mistake. He wanted to be out of this situation in a hurry and was upset at being allowed to be coaxed into this situation. He tried to pull off, but Simms sensing him trying to move off only held him down further. “ Not til I’m done Tony. You know I taught you to finish what you started” He laughed softly. “ You are mine now, you just don’t realize it yet” With that Simms continued to thrust in and out of Tony’s mouth, and playing with his young tight asshole. When Tony let go of his fear, he realized that kinda liked the feeling. But he struggled with these new feelings.
Simms pace quickened and he said he was going to cum and let go of Tony’s head. “On you or in you, your choice” Simms grunted. But before Tony had time to really contemplate what this meant, Simms’ cock exploded in Tony’s mouth. Shocked and caught off guard Tony tried to hold the cum in his mouth, but there was too much. It spewed out the corners of his mouth as he choked on the sheer volume of cum. When he thought Simms was done he got up with the intent to find something to spit into. Simms grabbed him by the wrist. “ Oh no, you caught it, you swallow it. It doesn’t get wasted.” reluctantly Tony swallowed the thick cum.
Anger rushed up inside Tony “FUCK YOU!! I will never ever trust you again.” Simms smiled. “ Whatever you want to tell yourself Tony. But I know you enjoyed it and you will come back for me. I guarantee it.” Tony didn’t speak. He left the room and dressed. Finding the guest room he went to sleep and called to be picked up early the next morning. He was never going to see Coach Simms again. He was sure of that
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First time dominating

I wrote this for a friendTuesday 18th June 2013
Dear Diary
Well the day is almost here… This is the first time I have done something like this and to be honest I’m quite nervous about it. What if it doesn’t go to plan or he doesn’t enjoy it? I mean don’t get me wrong I’ve imagined doing it fantasied about it if you will but to actually do it is another thing. He mentioned he liked a dominating woman and being a submissive myself I aim to please so here I am writing this down in my diary hoping to get some of my nerves off my chest lol…
So I have the handcuffs ready and a whip just in case but I’m not sure if I’ll use that. I went out and bought some expensive candles Jenny told me not to use cheap high street ones because they could really burn the skin. I got the Champagne, strawberries, cream and the sour apple popping candy in the fridge and Ice cubes in the freezer. so that’s the hot and cold, sweet and sour sorted, I brought some jasmine oils so that will be good for smell and the lady in the shop said that is also an Aphrodisiac so that should be good lol and I still got that red and black satin blindfold that I got from Ann summers but never had the chance to use so everything is sorted well bye for now xxSaturday 22nd June 2013
4:13pm
Dear Diary
Today’s the day. The plan is I’m going to meet Mark in Lewisham and we’re going to go for a drink before coming back here. I think I might need more than one lol. I’ve put out my black dress out to wear when I meet him…. I better start getting ready I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow lol. Bye for now xxSaturday 22nd June cont….
7pm
Dear Diary
Right I’m going now to meet him my stomach is fluttering all over the place. I’m wearing my black and mint green corset with my black dress over it, suspenders and stockings and my favourite gem tanzanite earrings ring and necklace. Speak to you later. Xx………………………………
As I leave the house the warm breeze gently lifts my hair off my neck like its kissing me to help me relax. The thought makes me laugh; I wonder if he will do that later always makes me super horny having my neck kissed. Walking to the bus stop doesn’t take me long and luckily the bus arrives just as I get there. When I get to Lewisham I take a deep breath, and walk into the pub. I see him straight away and smile “wow” I whisper to myself “so much better than I expected.” He stands up and kisses me on the cheek. I can see his smile widen as his eyes travel down my neck to my cleavage, over my dress and down my legs. Clearly he likes what he sees. He takes my hand and pulls out my seat; I can feel myself getting excited as I look up and him and sit down. I get wet easily so that’s not shocking but it’s like I can feel it making my thongs wet too ‘I might have to remove them soon’ I think as he sits down opposite me and orders us a drink.
We end up having 3 drinks each so as we leave I’m feeling more confident and ready for what I’ve planned for later. We chat about ourselves and I feel more comfortable with him, like I’ve known him years I guess it helps that we have been talking on taggalicious for the past 3 months.
As we arrive back at mine I smile and push him against the hallway wall kissing him softly and sucking his lower lip into my mouth
“time for the fun to start” I whisper in his ear
“about time I been wondering what you had planned all week” He says as I lift his top and kiss my way down his neck to his chest and tugging on his nipple hard enough to hurt but not enough to cause real pain. His hands start to circle my waist and I step back
“No you don’t” I say as I lift his hands off of me and lift them above his head. “Keep them there like a good boy or I will stop”
I see him smile he knows this isn’t easy for me but can see that part of me is enjoying being in charge. I get to my knees and unbutton his jeans and pull them down noticing he isn’t wearing anything under them. His already semi hard as I run my nail over his shaft and grip it firmly. Looking up at him I trail my tongue over his balls up his shaft pressing harder just below the head and up to the tip running my tongue over his little slit. I see his head fall back and his hands start to drop as he moans
“Shit Debbie that feels good”
I laugh as I run my hand up and down his shaft moving my hair to one side as I tell him he better keep his arms up If he wants more, moving back down to lick my tongue over his balls again I suck them into my mouth and move my hand over his cock, using my thumb to massage firmly against the underside, my thumb moves up to the head and spreading his precum I flatten my tongue and lick up his shaft again before swirling it round the tip and sucking it into my mouth. I hear his moans getting louder as he breathlessly says my name mixed with a lot of swear words making me smile. Well least I know I’m doing a good job lol. It’s not long before I feel his cock start to pulse and hear his moans getting louder I don’t know if I should let him cum in my mouth or stop him either way I don’t have much time to decide… at the last minute I decide to stop him so I firmly squeeze the base of his cock by his balls as he moans and shouts my name.
“Damn baby that was amazing, but why did you stop me?”
I smile back at him standing up “well that was just the beginning” I reply as I take his hand and lead him into my room.
The first thing he notices is the bed restraints on each of the four posts of my metal bed frame, he laughs as I push him onto the bed and remove my dress leaning over him in my corset and stockings
“God I’m going to love this” he says as his hands skim up my waist brushing against the sides of my boobs as he moves them up to my neck and pulls my lips down to his, kissing me hard he leaves me breathless and I pull back and smack him firmly but not hard across his face
“Hey” I pant “stop distracting me”
he laughs again as he mumbles his “sorry”
I start to lift his left hand up to the post above his head and tie the restraint around his wrist turning to his right hand his mouth pulls down my corset with his teeth releasing my right breast from its confinement and sucking my nipple into his mouth, I moan as I finish tying his arm up I pull back look into his eyes and smile
“Behave” I say as I kiss his lips softly,
I move my body down the bed to reach his feet so I can restrain them before straddling his chest and taking the blindfold to tie it round his head. I look down at him for a while I know he can’t see anything and how it’s time to stimulate his senses I lean over and pick up the taper lighter that I have on my bedside draw and light the candles, the smell of jasmine and vanilla fills the room, I take a deep breath breathing in the smell before standing up and going to the kitchen, I go to the fridge taking out the champagne, cream sour apple and the strawberries before walking back to the bedroom. I stand in the doorway for a few seconds looking at the beautiful view on my bed I can see he’s starting to get confused wondering where I have gone and what I’m doing it makes me giggle which actually ruins the view cause he hears me and smiles before laying his head back on my pillow. I sigh and walk back to him. I put the stuff on the bedside table and straddle his waist again picking up the jasmine oil that’s waiting in my draw and putting little drops behind my ears and between my breasts. As I put it back I say
“Well Mark I find myself with a little problem! I’ve been wet since I saw you in the pub and it’s only got worse. Now you made me drip with the taste of you cock. I need some help, so here’s what’s going to happen… I’m going to slide these wet thongs off my legs and sit on your face! you’re going to eat my pussy until I cum, now I know that might be hard as you know that’s not something I have ever experienced so I’m going to untie your left hand to help you out a bit. I will tell you that nothing is going to continue until you make me cum do you understand?”
I see Mark nod as I climb back off him and slide my thongs over my arse and down my legs before straddling his face and leaning over to unite his left hand. I feel his tongue seek out my clit as soon as he feels my pussy move down to his mouth, his left hand slides up my thigh as his fingers circle my clit gently and his tongue moves up and down my slit. My breathing quickens as his arm reaches round my legs and pulls me closer to his mouth and he sucks one of my lips into his mouth, gently scraping it with his teeth. His tongue pushes deeper inside me thrusting into my pussy as his fingers move back to my clit gently moving in circular movements, I realise this might be the first time I cum on a man’s tongue and the thought makes me more excited as I start to grind myself on his face. It isn’t long before I feel myself coming, moaning and screaming loudly as he continues to thrust his tongue into me. it’s not long before I slide of him and lay next to him trying to catch my breath while watching him lick the remainders of my juices from his lips and fingers I roll on to my stomach and tie his hand back into the restraint,
“Very good Mark and you can wipe that smirk off your face, yes you’re the first man to never make me come by licking my pussy but we aren’t finished yet!” I’m smiling as I say this and I know he can hear it in my voice,
his smile spreads wider over his handsome face but soon disappears as I lift the candle and drip the wax onto his chest
“FUCK” he screams “FUCKING HELL DEBBIE” I start giggling as I gently blow on the wax and watch it harden against his skin
“Shhhhh baby ill make it better” I whisper as I kiss my way down his chest over the now warm wax moving down to his stomach.
I lift my eyes to his face as I reach out and take the top ice cube from the bowl. I slide the ice up this thigh and watch him jump; before he can speak I lick my tongue up his balls and up his shaft making him forget the cold. I continue to lick and suck his cock as I trail the ice over his nipples and his stomach. I begin to blow gently on his nipples and lick along the trail the ice has left on his stomach. I can hear him moaning beneath me his arms now straining against the restraint. I bring the ice down to his cock and slide it up his shaft following closely behind with my tongue. I sit up and straddle his waist his hard cock rubbing against my pussy and sliding between my lips putting another ice cube into my mouth I bend down towards his face
“open your mouth” I breath inches from his lips he slowly does as I say finally getting wide enough to drop the cube from my mouth into his. “Now run it round your mouth for a bit then I want you to hold it between your lips but don’t drop it!”
I watch him move the cube around his mouth for a bit and wait for him to hold it between his lips. Finally I see him bring the cube up to his lips slightly closing his teeth so it doesn’t fall back into his mouth or slip out. I move up to his waist and tell him to rub the cube over my nipple, I lower my right breast to his mouth so he can reach. As the ice hits my nipple I shudder the cold is shocking in the warm air and the even warmer air of his breath. he continues to rub the cube around my nipple for a bit before I say
“good not hold it in your mouth again” I sit up and lean over to the table picking up the sour apple popping candy taking a bit into my palm before pressing them to my cold nipple, as soon as they hit the coldness and damp of my nipple I feel them start to pop, it feels strange kind of tingly and kind of painful too but not in a bad way I lean over to get the cream and squirt it on to my left breast. Bending over being careful not to knock any of the candy from my right nipple I tell him to give me back the cube, he carefully pushes the ice with his tongue into my mouth brushing his tongue against mine causing me to moan. I crunch the ice in my mouth before swallowing it and kissing Mark on the lips,
“Right now open your mouth and suck my nipple” I say kissing him again as I pull away I feel his tongue caress mine. He lays there with his mouth open as I guide my right nipple into it. His mouth closes around me and I immediately see the taste of the sour apple explode over his tongue. The sound of the candy popping loud enough for me to hear it as well as feel it. I try hard not to laugh as his face squints up at the sharp tang he wasn’t expecting before the slight sweetness of the apple comes through. His tongue begins working my nipple for more than just the taste makes my juices pool between my legs again as my hand randomly strokes his cock and his hips pump beneath me. I pull away from his mouth with a wet plopping sound then move my other nipple and the cream into his awaiting mouth. This time I hear him moan, he likes the sweet taste better it doesn’t explode or shock him. As he sucks on my nipple I rub myself against his cock moving my hips back and forth. Mark starts to push his hips up and against me as he continues to suck on my nipple. Lifting my hips up I let him slide his cock into me for the first time. It feels amazing, so full making me want to come again. There is a slight pain as he thrusts his 8″ deeper into me until his balls slap against my arse. I pull my nipple from his mouth and kiss him hard.
“Jesus baby you’re so tight it feels amazing.” He grunts “you feel amazing. I would love to be touching your now”
“Soon” I whisper as I kiss him again before sitting up and riding my hips and pussy back and forth on his cock. My hands rest on his chest as I throw my head back and really start to move. I can feel his cock getting bigger and harder inside me, he’s not far. This time I think I will let him cum instead of stopping him. As I continue to ride his cock and he thrusts up into me with each of my downward strokes I feel myself getting closer, my stomach tensing and pure pleasure spreading through my body, my head rolls back and a loud moan escapes my open mouth, my nails trail down his chest as my inner muscles start to squeeze and contact around his cock milking him. Mark grunts and moans gripping my metal head post as I feel his cum shooting deep inside me. the intense feeling is getting too much as I scream, cumin again over his cock I feel I could easily collapse and black out but I don’t want to forget this experience or the pleasure he is giving me. After we both cum I continue to gently stroke myself on his cock for a moment before leaning over and untying the restraints around his wrists.
“That was amazing,” he whispers as his arms circle around my back pinning me to his chest. Not that I have any intention of moving for a while as I try to control my breathing
“Mmmm” is all I can say back.
I hear him giggling at my response his right hand moving up and stroking my hair as he kisses my forehead and tells me he’s not finished with me yet. I smile and let him know I have no intention of stopping. He lifts me up and leans over me to untie his feet before throwing me on the bed turning me onto my stomach, pulling my hips up to his cock and quickly kneeling behind me.
Laughing he says “well while you get yourself under control I think I’ll remove this corset so I can have a go at this pussy of yours again… Or maybe this sexy little arse” he quickly pulls off my corset and I feel him slide his cock between my two holes not sure which one he will take as he gently pushes against each hole before moving to the other. He pushes harder against my arse, enough to open it slightly but not enough to slide in I hold my breath my heart beating fast and my pussy getting wetter as I wait for him to slide in.
“Soon” he says as he slides his cock back to my pussy and pushes deep and hard till his balls hit my arse. The sounds of his hips and balls slapping against me as he pumps in and out of my pussy fill the room and only make me wetter which seems to please him as he grabs my hips digging his fingers into them and pulling me back hard with every forward thrust. I never knew I could swear as much as I am now over and over as he gets deeper I didn’t think that was possible
“Oh fuck baby I love your pussy, it’s so tight.” I hear him pant making me smile I decide to make it tighter by squeezing my muscles around his cock.
“SHIT, oh fuck” I hear him moan
“What’s the matter baby” I giggle breathlessly
“You little fucking tease” he smiles “now you’re going to get it” he thrusts so hard into me I almost lose balance and have to grab the back of my bed post for support no longer giggling all I can do is moan with the pleasure he’s giving my body.
After a while he pulls back out of my pussy and lines his cock with my arse. Using my pussy juices to make it easier to slide in. I hold my breath waiting for it to hurt it’s been years since I’ve had a man in my arse but this isn’t like last time this is about my pleasure too, He leans down and places little kisses over my back and down my spine holding still inside me as I get used to his size and the feeling of being full. Slowly at first he slides his cock in and out of my arse I know he has never done this before so he’s experiencing the pleasure for the first time and most likely finding it very hard to go so slow. I look over my shoulder, his face is strained with his concentration I think it’s sweet that he’s trying to make it more about me than him, men from my experiences usually only care about their own pleasure, all promises about lasting all night and what they can do but always a disappointment when it comes to doing it,
“Mmm Mark you feel so good,” I pant “go faster.” I see the relief on his sexy face as he starts to pound into my arse. I feel the sweat from his tanned stomach drip on my back as he pushes deeper inside me
“Oh Jesus Christ Debbie I’m going to cum.”
I move my hand down to my pussy and start to run my fingers over my clit gently but firmly in a circular motion, my breathing coming quicker as he thrusts into my arse. He notices my hand and moves his round stomach to thrust his fingers into my pussy
“Your so wet baby” he breaths as he moves two of his fingers deep inside me,
I can feel myself getting close again ‘what is it about this man’ I think to myself, Mark pushes into me faster as he starts to come screaming my name. I replace his fingers with mine and finger myself hard and fast as his thrust slow down and his hands relax a bit on my hips,
“Sit up on the pillows and face me I want to watch you”
I move to the head of the bed and face him, opening my legs wide I go back to what I was doing
“Slow down,” he says taking my hand away from my almost ready to come pussy “I want to enjoy the show, see what the videos showed me up close and personal”
I move my fingers back to my clit and rub myself with my right hand in a circular motion, imagining him bending down and licking my pussy again, his hand reaches to his cock, his eyes focused on my right hand that has move down and is now slowly circling my hole
“Well the videos I sent you Mark are only 45seconds worth” I giggle “what’s app won’t let you send longer than that”
“Well I want to see what I missed then”
I slide two of my fingers inside me and curl then up as I start pulling them out, my breathing now getting quicker as I use the palm of my hand to rub against my clit moving my hips and thrusting hard into my pussy. I feel my muscles clenching around my fingers and my juices begin running down my wrist. Mark looks at me as I bite my lower lip; I find it hard to keep my eyes open as I’m about to cum. When I finally open my eyes again I see him smiling down at me, he takes my hand and pulls me on top of him. Turning me so that my mouth is right above his cock.
“This is what I’ve wanted to do to you since I first saw your private pictures on taggalicious” He says before he slides his tongue between my lips in one long stroke from my arse to my clit. I moan around his cock, the vibrations moving down his shaft. My tongue swirls around his head as my hand caresses its way up and down his length, I feel his teeth gently scraping my lips before his tongue thrusts deep into my pussy. It’s not long before I feel myself ready to cum again and I push my hips down on to his mouth, I know he’s not far either, his cock swells in my mouth and he starts to thrust deeper into my throat. Soon I feel his cum shooting down my throat as I make myself swallow each shot, his salty warm taste send me over the edge as I cum in his mouth feeling his lap up my juices.
We lay in my bed my head is on his chest, his right arm stroking my back and his left hand entwined with my right his thumb gently stroking mine. I love the smell of a man it makes me feel safe and can really turn me on, breathing in his scent he kisses my head
“You know….” He starts “this wasn’t what I expected”
I look up at him not sure if this is going to be a good thing or not, he looks deep in my eyes untangling our hands and stroking the hair out of my face
“It’s so much better” he smiles “we talked for a long time and things always got in the way of us meeting. But now… I don’t know it’s better than I thought it would be”
“I know the feeling” I reply “how about a shower?” I smile up at him
As I step into the warm water his arms go round my waist pulling me towards him, I look up into his eyes just as lips descend on mine. Pulling away I smile and pick up the Nivea oil and water lily body wash from the shelf, squeezing some into my hand I lather it up and start to rub it all over his chest. he does the same thing but moves his hands up and down my back spreading my cheeks and cleaning me between my thighs, pulling me towards him and using the soap I’ve rubbed on his chest to clean mine. Moving my right hand over his cock and my left caresses his balls he turns me round so his now hard cock is pressing against my arse cheeks as his hands clean my chest and stomach. Stepping up on my toes I push against his cock letting it slowly slide into my warm wet pussy, he thrusts deep into me as his finger seeks my clit. He kisses me hard pulling my face round to reach my lips as the warm water gently caresses its way down and over our soapy bodies. It’s not long before I’m coming again and I feel his hot sperm shooting inside me. We finish cleaning ourselves and each other before climbing out and drying each other off.
We spend the rest of the day talking and kissing before he has to go back home to Brighton, we both have work tomorrow which I’m really wishing we could call in sick so we could spend more time together but I know we can’t. I walk with him to the station and watch him get on before heading home. Monday 23rd June 2013
Dear Diary
Well Mark got home ok he called me from his bed lol; he said he wants to see me again and soon. The sex was so much better than I expected and I kind of enjoyed the dominating part although it didn’t last long lol. Well we will have to see how things go, Marks planning on coming down again next weekend and we talked about me going up there too.
Well take care and I’ll let you know how things pan out xx
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Little Rod Riding Hard

Little Rod Riding Hard
Once upon a time there was a girl called little Rod Riding Hard. Little Rod Riding Hard lived in a petite cottage in the heart of Munchonma Forest with her favourite aunt. It was a cute but very small house, so small that Little Rod Riding Hard had to share a room with her aunt. But Little Rod Riding Hard did not mind this at all as she loved her aunt dearly and her aunt let her sleep naked so they could snuggle and use their body heat to keep each other warm. Her aunt had taught her this and many other useful things about survival in the forest. Her aunt use to call her Nymph as she used dress like a fairy or an elf and disappear into the forest for hours to play.
Nymph loved her life in the forest and sure there were no other children around but the animals were her friends. She loved to take walks in the forest picking fruit and smelling the flowers. Nymph would often pick a big basket of cherries and sit down in the cool long grass and have a picnic. If it was really hot she loved to take of her clothes which was fine as there was nobody around and she would rub and squish the fruit all over her already sweet body as the juice helped to keep her cool. Sometimes Nymph would massage her own cherry which made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside. She would squeeze juice onto her shaven little pussy; which was shaven as it got rather messy with her trips to the forest if she let it grow, and then she would stick her fingers in and out of herself until she shook all over and squirted some juice of her own. This made her tired so she would often have a little snooze in the forest afterward.
She also liked to swim in t he lake which was a great way to wash the sticky juice from her gorgeous body. Nymph spent a lot of time down at the lake playing with the animals, reading and just laying back next to the sparkling water letting the sun tan her beautiful smooth naked skin. She would often wake up to Mr. Chipmunk or one of her other friends licking or nibbling at the fruit remaining on her nipples or pussy lips which made her feel warm and tingly all over.
Nymph was a confident and curious girl, especially about her body. Her aunt had started to teach her about her body which had been experiencing some changes lately. Often Nymph and her aunt would explore each other’s bodies as her aunt used this to teach her new and amazing ways to make herself feel warm and fuzzy and content. However Nymph’s aunt’s body was different from hers, she had large round breasts with luscious big nipples that Nymph would love to suck and watch bounce up and down as Nymph drove her fingers or sometimes a vegetable of some sort in and out of her slightly fuzzy but well trimmed pussy. Her aunt had a lovely firm flat tummy that tapered out around her hips and round delicious ass. Nymph’s aunt was a pretty woman with long blonde curly hair surrounding her pretty face. Nymph liked to think of her as an angel especially when her aunt lay staring into her big brown eyes, both of them content, after her aunt had just licked her tasty cherry and made her squirt juice everywhere.
Nymph would satisfy her curiosity by finding things that made her feel nice in the forest and around the house. She was particularly fascinated with her pussy and finding things the right size and shape to put in it to make her feel so warm and content inside. She regularly put bottles and vegetables and some of her aunt’s kitchenware into her hole. These things were great but not quite the same as sharing the experience with a companion and while the forest creatures licking her precious muff and tits was rather pleasant and occasionally made her ‘explode’ as she put it, she had the feeling there was a more compatible mate out in the forest somewhere and searched a little deeper every day in the hopes of finding the them.
One time Nymph came really close she had thought. She was bathing in the lake when a little pony came down to drink the cool clear water. She had seen ponies before but not this close. The pony looked at her curiously and let Nymph pat him and stoke him as she left the lake to study this magnificent creature more carefully. His fur was soft and smooth, he was truly beautiful and she knew she wanted to make him explode and wanted him to make her explode to. She dropped to her knees next to him to explore his marvellous body and saw his cock (this is what her aunt called it). It was very big, huge in fact. She was sure this would not fit into her tiny pussy, or would it?
To her surprise it got even bigger as she held it and stroked it and ran her finger excitedly around the enormous swelling tip. She led him over to her picnic basket and pulled out a variety of fruit and squashed it between her hands and began rubbing the mashed fruit over the pony’s mammoth cock and also between her legs making sure they were both nicely lubricated. Nymph climbed under him and tried to pull herself into a good position to receive him but to her dismay could not. He was far to round for her little arms to stretch and too tall for her if she climbed under him positioning herself on all fours, what would she do?
Just then Nymph saw the big old rock she would often sit on to fish from the lake and had an idea. She spread her picnic rug over the rock and doubled it over making it thick and cosy for her to lie on. She guided the pony until he was above the large rock and then climbed under him once more. She licked the tip of his big cock frantically and squeezed his monstrous shaft until it was pointing straight out at her pretty face. She stood next to the pony and rubbed the swollen end of his cock against her excited pussy that was already dripping with anticipation. Still holding onto him she turned and lay face down over the rock guiding him carefully to the entrance to her tender cunt. She was still unsure that he would fit into her.
The pony that seemed so friendly and lovely suddenly thrust into her. He was not gentle like her aunt he was a monster. She screamed and wailed with tears streaming from her face as this beast continued his ferocious assault on her precious vagina. What had she done?
“p p please s s stop boy, pleeeeeeease” she begged as he tore her tiny muff apart.
Sobbing bitterly she stopped struggling and her body flopped down over the rock submissively giving into her captor.
After a few moments the pain turned to numbness, a welcome relief thought Nymph. She could put up with this until he had finished with her. Suddenly she started to tingle and then she started to feel warm and fuzzy in her pussy. The feelings grew stronger and stronger until she again began to cry out, but this time she was screaming with delight.
“Oh yes boy, oh yes. That feels wonderful boy” she cried as he plunged in and out of her without relent. She exploded with a squeal squirting juice all over the gigantic cock. The pony whinnied loudly as he spewed an enormous amount of thick sticky cream into her. It spilled out of her and all down her legs as there was far too much of it to fit in Nymph’s tiny body. The pony finished and withdrew from nymph causing Nymph to gasp and sigh in relief as her tense body found peace once more. She lay motionless, unable to move and then dozed off to sleep.
Nymph awoke to the sound of the birds chirping all around her and the sun beaming down on her already tanned smooth skin. She pushed herself gingerly off the rock, her body still sore from the ponies formidable battering and slowly made her way down to the cool clear lake. She sat in the water letting it soothe her tender burning pussy recalling dreamily the wondrous experience that had occured that afternoon. She couldn’t wait to tell her aunt. This was by far the most incredable encounter her body had ever known.
When she arrived home her aunt fixed her dinner and sat and listened to the story of Nymph’s remarkable adventure with excitement. That night in bed Nymph’s aunt rubbed, kissed, licked and sucked Nymph’s inflamed but still scrumptious looking pussy wishing it was her own mouth-watering cunt that had been punished by the pony’s colossal cock. That night Nymph had the most peaceful sleep of her life, her body exhausted from the day’s labour and her head in a daze from dreaming of the next time, if there were to be a next time.
Nymph did not see the pony in the forest again, but her search for him caused her to explore the forest deeper than ever before, and then one day there he was, off in the distance drinking from the cool lake. She approached him but he ran off.
“Here boy. It’s me Nymph, don’t you remember me?” she called after him.
He slowed down and turned to look at her then turned and kept walking. She followed him for a long time and every now and then he would turn and look at her and then keep walking. At first she thought he was still trying to get away but then she felt that he was guiding her, leading her somewhere. Being the curious girl she was she kept following him until there in the distance she saw a little cottage. The pony came to the cottage and then took rest under the shade of a tree out front. Nymph could not help herself, she entered the house calling
“Anyone home? Hello, anybody here?”
When no answer came, this meant it was time for her to explore. It was a nice little house, very clean, neat and tidy. She saw three beds and decided there were three people living in this house. Perhaps there would be a girl like her to play with and share stories with like her favourite pony story. Or even a boy with a nice big cock for her to put in her pussy. She lay in one of the beds dreaming of this and after her long walk was tired and dozed off to sleep. She was awoken from a stirring fantasy involving her aunt and the pony and herself playing and bathing in the lake, by a booming voice.
“And who might you be?” inquired the thunderous yet friendly voice.
“Oh sorry Mr. My name is Nymph; I followed your pony for such a long time and got tired. Then I saw your cosy beds in your beautiful little house and sat down to rest. I guess I fell asleep. I guess I’ll be on my way now then.”
“You must be hungry, would you like something to eat” asked a soft and kind-hearted voice from behind the giant of a man that towered over her.
The man stepped back
“Yes please stay” he insisted
Then a boy about Nymph’s age stepped forward and shyly said
“We don’t have visitors often. It’d be nice to have some company”
“yes it sure would be find to have someone new to eat,……..er ….um… eat with us that is” the monstrous black man boomed looking Nymph up and down with a grin.
Nymph was ever so slightly nervous about the look the man gave her and wondered if the mistake he made was actually a mistake, but Nymph was very hungry and the woman and boy were very nice. She decided to stay and grew very comfortable with these tall dark strangers very quickly as they exchanged stories and got to know one another. She thought they were an amazing wonderful family. They were all so tall, dark and strong; they reminded her of three big bears and deep in the back of her mind hope she would get a chance to cuddle with these big bears. Their skin was so dark it was almost black. The boy was handsome but shy; the mother was so beautiful; even more beautiful than her aunt if that was possible and so warm and friendly. The father was a jolly giant, loud and mischievous but ruggedly handsome and the strongest looking man Nymph had ever seen, in spite of her early anxiousness she found them all to be very charming.
Nymph lost track of time as they ate and chatted and it started to get dark.
“Oh I must go home” she said looking at the descending sun
“Aw can’t you stay” pleaded the boy
“Well you only have three beds and my aunt will be lonely”
“We can make room sweetie the woman said, perhaps I should see if your aunt would like to join us for dinner and stay?” suggested the beautiful long haired lady.
“Oh that would be so great” beamed Nymph.
Nymph explained where her house was and the woman set off confident she would find the house as the family knew the Forrest very well. The boy urged Nymph to keep telling stories.
“So how did you come to be following that crazy pony of ours?” he said.
Nymph struggled with the decision to tell of her magical afternoon with him or keep it to herself. These people were so lovely she did not want them to become angry or offended in any way. She finally decided to take the risk and told them her tale. The pair did not look angry or upset at all, in fact they listened intently. When she had finished they all laughed together then to Nymph’s surprise the boy rose to his feet and said
“That silly little pony eh? I think this might be more your size!” as he pulled down his pants revealing the longest and thickest penis she had seen on any animal.
He was only just smaller than the pony in his predominantly flaccid state but was growing with anticipation as Nymph stared at eagerly not taking her eyes of the growing end. Once fully erect the head was as big as an apple and looked just as delicious to her. Without hesitation she wrapped her lips around it and started sucking. The man moved behind her pulling the hair off her face and bent down kissing her neck and shoulders. Nymph shuddered at his touch and looked up at him and said
“Is this a dream come true”
“Perhaps” grinned the gentle giant as he slowly slipped off his pants.
“oh dear, please be gentle with that thing” she begged as she saw the mammoth cock with a head the size of a small grapefruit bobbing about in front of her.
She placed her tiny hands around the shaft and gasped as she noted that they only just met when wrapped around him. She placed the throbbing end against the soft flawless skin of her cheek and then kissed it lovingly as the boy removed her shirt and began sucking her stiffening nipples. The boy picked her up and carried her over to one of the beds as the father slipped off her skirt and placed a finger up her tiny pussy that was already dripping with excitement. Once she was lying on the bed Nymph again started sucking and licking the fathers shiny black cock head as she used two hands and began stroking the massive shaft. Meanwhile the boy had started licking and kissing her little cherry tenderly. He then climbed in between her legs and placed the head at her lips. She gasped in anticipation but the boy assured her
“Please ask me to stop if it hurts too much, if you have had pony you should be fine with me”
He was being modest. All the same he pushed gently into her stopping once the head was in briefly. Once he pushed again he slid all the way in and his mouth dropped open.
“I have never been all the way in anything before” he said in amazement
“I think I found my perfect fit dad” he exclaimed.
Nymph did not say a word but tears of joy welled in her eyes at hearing those words from this boy as it echoed the desires of her own precious heart. He began sliding in and out of her increasing the pace slowly until he was pumping furiously into her tight pussy that had now taken on the size of his cock while she pulled hysterically on the man’s huge cock and licked the end. The father came first shooting a bucket load of cream over the tiny girl’s chest and stomach. Then the boy and Nymph erupted together with the boy pushing so hard into Nymph that she thought his cream would pour out of her mouth. Just as this happened the two ladies arrived back at the house.
“Oh boys couldn’t you wait?”Asked the beautiful black woman
“Here let me help you get cleaned up” offered Nymph’s aunt as she wasted no time in peeling off her clothes and kneeling next to the bed. She started lapping up the pools of cum that covered her gorgeous niece and was soon joined by the woman. As the woman sucked and slurped up the cum the man kneeled between Nymph’s aunts legs and inserted his dripping cock into her causing her to gasp and close her eyes.
“Oh that is big, that is so big Nymph. I think he is splitting me in half.” She cried
“Please don’t stop” she asked assuring the man that she was up to the task.
Now the boy followed his father’s lead as he sank down between his mother’s legs. He lay down under her and began licking her pussy, circling around her inflamed lips and then flicking her black cherry back and forth with his hungry tongue. Soon he rose to his knees behind her and buried his cock in her without hesitation. Nymph massaged her aunt’s breast with her left hand while she grabbed and started suckling on this exquisite black woman’s spectacular breast. In appreciation the woman drove first one then two fingers in her pussy and began pushing them in and out. They found a rhythm and each of them worked at their tasks devotedly giving and receiving intoxicating pleasure for as long as they could bear. Nymph’s aunt was the first to give into orgasm spraying the giant with her sweet juice. She changed position with Nymph so that she was now lying on the bed and Nymph was by her side sucking her beautiful breasts.
“Are you ready sweetie” asked the gentle giant”
“Ooh yes” she replied
He rubbed the tip up and down her sopping wet pussy then slowly poked the tip in again resting just inside her stretched hole. It hurt a lot but she knew now from the lesson taught to her by the pony that the pain would soon become excruciating pleasure. The enormous black gentleman slid his pole slowly into the beautiful young girl. He came to a stop about three quarters of the way in and asked
“Is that it sweetie?”
“Aw I’m afraid so Mr” she said embarrassed that she could not fit his entire length in her tiny body.
“That’s fine little miss, I already have two perfect fits in the room” he beamed at her gorgeous aunt with a wink before kissing his magnificent wife hard on the lips.
The beautiful black woman began convulsing in orgasm and collapsed over Nymph’s aunts stunning body as the final throws of orgasm subsided from her body. The boy wanting, needing to relieve his inflamed organ climbed in between the white woman’s thighs and rubbed his mother’s lady juice over this impressive white woman’s tiny ass hole. He slowly pushed his throbbing cock into her ass and started slowly thrusting in and out. He increased depth and speed with each powerful thrust. Meanwhile his mother had straddled the ladies face and by the look on his mothers face was being eaten out hungrily by the amazing white woman. The gentle giant’s balls contracted as Nymphs taut vagina contracted around his shaft adding to his bliss as he cannoned round after round of cum deep inside her tummy. The sound and thought of this caused a chain reaction of orgasms for the remaining three starting with Nymph’s aunt then the boy and finally the gorgeous black lady.
The group pushed the three beds together and lay collapsed on the bed for a few minutes before all going down to the lake to bathe. As they bathed and laughed and shared stories with one another the pony came down to the lake to drink. They all laughed in unison and appreciation for the little pony that had changed their lives and started a beautiful friendship.

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