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Michelle-Pool Party 7-Ch 17

This is a boring story. But it, like the others, is true, and needs to be told in order. This one needs to be told in order to set the scene for the next one. Guys reading this will probably find it boring…girls reading this will remember a day, an incident, somewhere in their own past, and know exactly what I’m talking about. xxx, Michelle I
I couldn’t believe this god was just standing there, flashing that impossible smile.
My knees were weak. I was actually trembling. His eyes glanced at me again, lingering for a moment, and I felt my blush deepen.
“Oh God, why?” I thought to myself. “Why did he have to see me like this the first time?”
There we all were, naked, standing in the pool. It was pretty obvious what had been going on, and for some reason I was really embarassed.
Lisa seemed oblivious to it all. Guys were still grouped around her, and I could see them wandering their hands all over her lewdly displayed body. They were squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples. Gary and Tommy both had hands down between her wide spread legs, fondling, stroking, her open pussy.
My attention went back to the hunk standing right behind me.
This guy was just so impossibly gorgeous. I’d never wanted anything as badly in my life as I wanted…wanted…him.
Ricky led him over to the patio table in the corner of the deck and announced with a chuckle, “In case you haven’t notice, no trunks allowed in the pool.”
Brad turned and looked at all of us, flashing that dazzling smile again as he took in the scene.
With a light chuckle he said, “Well, it that’s the rules…”
He pulled his tee shirt up off his shoulders and I just stared in awe. He was so perfect!
My pussy was fluttering, my heart pounding. “Keep going,” I prayed to myself.
He sat in the patio chair and removed his sneakers and socks, depositing them on the table. He stood and pushed his sweat pants down to his ankles, stepping out of them. My breath caught in my throat as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of his white briefs.
He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and I was silently screaming, “Oh please oh God oh please oh God oh God oh God…”
He flashed that dazzling smile before he turned around, his back to the pool, and to me, and pushed his briefs down his hips below his knees.
I couldn’t help it. I gasped. Oh God what a butt! It was perfect! Just like the rest of him. Small, tight, muscular…my mouth was watering…my heart was pounding. I wanted to touch it…squeeze it…kiss it…lick it. My pussy fluttered again. Oh God this was out of control!
He bent over to push his briefs down off his ankles…I almost came right there!
I could see his balls hanging down between his thighs. Like everything else about him…they were perfect. My mouth was watering as I imagined running my tongue all around them…sucking them into my mouth. God, I could even see his tiny back hole. It, too, looked perfect…inviting. I was going wild imagining pushing my tongue up inside that tiny opening.
God I wanted him!
He strightened, turning to face the pool. My breath caught in my throat. There it was!
His penis!
I could feel the juices gushing out of me as I just stood there, gazing in awe. I had never seen a penis so beautiful…so pink…so inviting…so perfect. I could taste it, I could imagaine it sliding in and out of my mouth…feeling it growing…swelling…getting hard.
Without even thinking about it, I dropped a hand down into the water and began stroking my slit. God I was so wet!
Brad casually dropped his briefs on the table and walked over the deep end of the pool. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as I watched his penis, swaying gently back and forth as he walked. My finger dipped inside my drenched pussy.
His eyes were drawn to the lewd specacle of Lisa spread eagled on the inner tube. I felt a flash of jealousy as he seemed to pause, watching the obscene show. Both Gary and Tommy now had fingers pushed up inside Lisa’s wide spread pussy, and were pumping in and out as her hips rocked and she shrieked with delight.
Brad just chuckled, shook his head, and contiued on to the diving board, just standing there for a moment/ God I wanted to attack him right there…I didn’t care who was around…who saw what…I just wanted him!
He walked to the end of the diving board and bounced up and down a couple of times. With each bounce, his penis jiggled, flopping up and down. Oh God…
I pulled my finger out of my pussy and started massaging my clit as Brad stepped to the back of the board and then, with three quick steps, bounced on the end and dove in the pool.
All I could remember was the sight of his penis, waving wildly, bouncing as he dove. My clit was hard as a rock, throbbing, and the juices were literally dripping out of me as he broke the surface. He shook his head and brushed the hair back off his forehead, wiping the water from his eyes. He just stood there for a moment, lloking around at all of us…looking at him.
I cast a sideways glance at Jen and saw her eyeing him…hungrily.
I hissed out of the corner of my mouth, “Don’t even think about it! He’s mine!”
Jen looked at me and winked, whispering, “Just save me the leftovers…deal?” She chuckled as I felt her hand again descend across my back and grasp my butt. She started suggestively running a finger up and down my crack and my legs parted automatically.
I grinned at her in return as Brad waded into the shallow end of the pool. The water level was just above his waist, but I was staring down into the water, trying desperately to see his penis, just inches below the surface. God I was so turned on!
He waded toward us, right past Lisa, who was still obscenely spread eagle on the inner tube. He glanced at her and her wide open pussy, and I felt an instant flash of anger…jealousy. “No,” I thought to myself, “not her.”
He continued moving right past her, seemingly uninterested, and I felt an instant flood of relief. He approached to within a few feet of us and again flashed that impossibly perfect smile.
“So who’s in charge of fun and games?” he asked chuckling.
My eyes were still staring down into the water as Lisa belched, announcing her presence. We all turned to look at her as she pulled the guys’ hand from between her wide spread legs, replacing them with her own and using her fingers to lewdly open her lips.
“All the fun and games you want right here!” she slurred her words.
Brad didn’t turn away this time, and I felt the anger flood through me again. “Oh no you don’t,” I thought to myself.
I quickly waded over to Lisa. I don’t know what got into me…the beer…the several “almosts” of the past hour…or wanting the gorgeous guy behind me for myself.
I reached out and slapped her pussy…hard!
“Maybe,” I said nastily, “you should wear a sign on this thing that says ‘public parking'”.
I couldn’t believe I did that! Said that! What a bitch I was!
I was instantly embarassed and humiliated. I could feel the flush reddening my cheeks.
Until my God standing behind me chuckled and said, “From what I can tell, looks like that lot’s already full.”
I fell in love with him that instant.
My knees were like rubber again as I turned and looked at him, my expression…my expression…I don’t know…awe?
He was still smiling as I waded back over toward him. I glanced down and was pleased to see that my nipples were rock hard and standing up. God I hoped he noticed.
I was doing my best not to stare down into the water, looking for his penis, as I approached within a couple feet of him, asking lightly, “How are you at basketball…pool style?”
I was trembling all over and my heart was pounding as he replied, “I’ll try anything once…twice if I like it the first time.” He chuckled again.
Oh God! Every time he smiled…every time he chuckled…every time he laughed…my pussy pulsed and my clit throbbed!
I wanted…I wanted…I wanted…so desperately…
My mind was whirring as I turned and waded to the far end of the pool, grabbing two of the basketballs. How was I going to…where was…when was I…somehow I had to…
I flipped one of the balls at him. He caught it easily…with one hand…
I turned and flipped the other one in the general direction of the floating basket…it went in!
God what a rush! I hadn’t embarassed myself in front of my god.
He was smiling at me as he said, “Look’s like you’ve played this before.”
I felt another rush go through me. My knees were weak again as I wondered, “Does he like me? Does he think I’m sexy? Cute? A spoiled little kid?”
It seemed like he didn’t even look at the basket as he casually flipped the ball over his shoulder.
It went in…of course…
I wanted to get close…so close…
I kinda lunged…sort of…toward the basket and retrieved both of the balls. Wading over toward him I suggested, (sexily I hope), “Looks like I’m not the only one that knows how to play.”
He just smiled that impossible smile again as I handed him one of the balls.
Somehow, my mind had shut out that there were still a bunch of other people in the pool with us. They just didn’t exist. It was only him…and me…
My kind of magical fantasy land trance was broken as he said, “So OK, how about we get a game going?”
Jen was at his side in an instant, standing close…too close…to him, and I kind of shot her a nasty glance. She backed off a few steps, winking at me as she did, and turned to the rest of the guys. “OK guys, let’s go,” she announced.
Gary and Tommy already had their hands back between Lisa’s wide spread legs, and both had a finger pumping in and out of her gaping pussy. They seemed a little reluctant to let go of their new “toy”, but finally waded over to join us, leaving Lisa alone, naked, spread eagled on the inner tube.
Teams were chosen quickly. Jen ended up on Brad’s team, me on the other team. I was kinda disappointed at first, until I realized that would give me a chance to “guard” Brad…and get as close as I wanted…
Lisa made her presence known again by announcing in a loud, slurred voice, “Well if you guys are all too busy, guess I’ll just have to make up my own little game.”
With that she dropped both of her hands between her legs, pushing two fingers of one up inside her open pussy. She used the fingertips on her other hand to begin mauling her clit, moaning and whimpering in a lewd, exagerrated display. She was bucking her hips against her hands, shaking her head from side to side. Everybody kind of watched her obscene show for a moment or two. I was afraid Gary and Tommy were going to head back over to her, so I quickly grabbed and fired one of the balls in their direction.
As the game started, I realized just how well it had worked out that Brad and I were on opposite teams. I brushed up against him every chance I got. My pussy was fluttering. I pushed my breasts against him…his back…his arms…his chest…everything I could push against him. My hands wandered over him…across his butt…across his chest…brushing his nipples.
I really wanted to touch his penis.
I let my hands wander over his hips…his thighs a couple of times…so close…
I felt him behind me and could feel his penis against my hip…my butt. Oh God that wasn’t where I wanted it.
I let my hand brush lightly against his penis, and was rewarded when I felt one of his hands brush against my butt. My pussy was flooding.
I felt brave and reached behind me, this time deliberately, obviously, grasping his penis in a loose fist.
I squeezed gently and then let go, turning to look up at him.
“Which do you like better?” I purred, “my offense or my defense?”
He just smiled that impossibly perfect smile again as he chuckled, “Both.”
Lisa now appeared to be passed out cold on the inner tube, at least I think she was. She was still in an obscene, lewd spread eagle, but I thought I could hear her snoring.
As we continued frolicking, Brad’s hands became bolder. He squeezed my breasts a couple of times…my butt a couple of times, and…finally…FINALLY…reached up between my legs and grasped my pussy.
I almost came right there.
I reached back and grabbed his penis, again, this time deliberately stroking it. I felt it start to swell and grow. Oh God I was in heaven!
We continued the game…Brad and I continued fondling each other…more daring with each passing minute. I grabbed and stroked his penis every chance I got…he squeezed my pussy every chance he got…I was going crazy…I had to figure out a way to get him alone. I felt him push a finger up inside me and almost came again. So many “almosts”…I had to get him alone!
For what Jen is about to “accidentally” do, I will “owe her one”…forever.
Brad was standing in front of the basket. I was standing in front of him, “guarding” him. I had one hand reached behind me, down in the water, and was squeezing his penis. He had a hand kneading my butt. Jen had the ball on the other side of the pool and threw a pass at Brad.
It was way high, way up in the air, and Brad leaped high up out of the water to try to catch it.
I swear my perfect man-god was at least ten feet up in the air as he grabbed the pass with one hand and descended on the basket. He slammed it through the net…
And then crashed down into the edge of the deck…
He didn’t yelll, didn’t scream…didn’t whine, yelp,anything…he didn’t say a word…
Of course not…he was a god…
But the look of agony on his face was unmistakable. He wasn’t actually bleeding, but I could see the raw redness at his elbow…along his arm.
He headed back toward us and I noticed him limping…even in the water. I wondered what else he had smashed on his way down.
In an instant my plan formed. “Thank you Jen…” I murmured to myself.
I quickly waded over to Brad, gently grasping his wrist and holding his arm up.
“Let me look at that,” I instructed. I brushed my hip against his penis as I made a show of inspecting his arm. It was starting to “ooze” blood through the nasty raw scrape and I grabbed his wrist, leading him toward the steps in the shallow end of the pool.
My mind was whirling feverishly. I had seen his penis, not really up close, but I had seen it. But he still hadn’t seen my pussy. I wanted him to…up close.
I wanted him to see it…look at it…want it…
I knew kind of what I was going to do playing “nurse”, just couldn’t figure out how to work my own “show” plan into the scheme.
I was holding his hand as I led him across the deck toward the sliding doors. “Let’s get this fixed,” I whispered as I led him through the doors and into the kitchen.
I turned to close the doors behind us, and then back to face him.
We were alone!
(To be Continued)

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The Mom Incident

The Mom Incident
It started as a normal day for Ginger, her husband went to work and her son was off to school. The house work was always there and she wasn’t in the mood to clean today. Perhaps a visit to the new lingerie boutique at the mall was what she needed.
Upon arrival at the store she was amazed at the cost of there merchandise, my god she thought $95 for one outfit. It might be worth it as Russell her husband was more interested in golf these days then her.
Ginger was short five foot tall, around 145 lbs which had settled in her tits which were 36D’s and her ass. She had red hair, a great smile and as she had heard Russell’s friends say breeder hips. She enjoyed sex and not having any in six months was getting frustrating. Perhaps this outfit would spice her life up. After her purchase she stopped for a cup of coffee where the server tried to hit on her. Although she felt flattered he couldn’t have been more then 17 or 18, slightly older then her son.
He continued to make conversation and she noticed a slight bulge in his pants. Well at least he enjoys looking at me was her first thought. As she got up to leave he handed her a note which read, my name is Albert and a phone number. Smiling coyly at him she tucked the not in her bag, gave him a generous tip and headed for her car.
Once in the car she looked at the note. I should call him what harm can it do she thought, besides he liked looking at my tits. Dialing the number it rang three times before he answered with “Al here who is this”? Taking a deep breath she replied, “Hi I’m Ginger you gave me your number remember”? Al was shocked this was great, “Hi Ginger how are you”? “I’m fine, why did give me your name and number”? Al took a few seconds before answering. “How else can we go out if we don’t have each others phone numbers and names”? Go out with a 18 year old, Ginger what the hell are you thinking girl. “Well before we get ahead of our selves perhaps you can tell me a little about yourself”.
For the entire drive home he told her about how he had just quit school and wanted to become a musician. He took any job he could find where he worked during the day so he could work on his music at night. He explained he played best when he smoked pot, but only did it on an occasional base. He hadn’t had a girl friend in about a year and was looking for a date.
Ginger asked “Don’t you think I’m a little old for you”? Al laughed, “No way what are you thirty two or three”? This was a great compliment as she was going to be forty four on her birthday. She decided to lie and responded with “You guessed it thirty two”. She told him she was married but things weren’t going great and she needed outside interests. Al asked her what outfit she had bought at the boutique. Without any hesitation she replies, “Yellow bra and panties with black garter belt and stockings, and six inch heels”. “Wow I would sure like to see them on you”. She was giggling and coyly “Whispered perhaps someday.
They chatted for another few minutes, at that point Al asked her to come over to his place Friday night. “I’ll have to get back to you on that”. They both said good by and hung up.
It would be nice to go out on a date with a young guy she thought they have unbelievable stamina. How would I pull it off? From that point forward they talked at least twice a day. They became comfortable with each other and discussed getting together often. If only she could? The next two weeks went by with no opportunity for her to get away. Wednesday afternoon fate stepped in. She was cleaning when the phone rang it was Russell. “Hi honey, what’s up”? “Ginger they just asked me to go to our London office”. “Oh really, when”? “They want me to leave Friday, for the rest of the month to work on the Galaxo merger”. “Well we’ll talk about it tonight”. They hung up and she thought well now Al and I may be able to get together.
Thursday evening Russell packed for the long flight Friday and left at his usual time Friday morning. Her son Terry and her sat at the kitchen table discussing the trip and perhaps they would go over for a long weekend in a few weeks. Terry seemed up for the trip. Once he was gone she called Al. She explained they might be able to get together if wanted to. His delight was overwhelming he was so excited he could hardly contain himself. When, what time, what day, finally she cut him off and explained she would call later with the details. Before they hung up he asked “Any chance you can wear the outfit you bought at the boutique for me”? Her reply was “We’ll see”.
Terry got home from school at around two and was on the phone in his room for about twenty minutes before he came down stairs. “Mom, can I go with Stan’s family to there cabin tonight”? Well this was perfect both of them would be out for the weekend. “Sure honey, are they going to pick you up or do I have to drive you over”? “No they’ll be picking me up, his dad wants to get an early start to beat the weekend traffic”. “They’ll be here in about an hour”. “Ok go pack your stuff”.
No sooner had Terry left the house then she called Al. “Hi Al, I was wondering about getting together tonight, does that work for you”? “Sure does except my guitar player and I are putting the final touches on a new number we’ve been working on”. “Why not come over and listen to us”? “Afterwards we can get pizza”.
“Ok give me your address”. The next several hours she fixed herself and kept looking at the outfit. Oh hell put it on it makes you feel sexy so why not. Besides it’s not like your going to fuck him. Taking great pain to look her best she was ready to leave by 6:30.
Once in the car she called him and they chatted until she pulled up at his apartment. Parking the car she entered the building. She started looking for unit number 330. The unit was on the third floor at the end of the hall. Taking a deep breath she knocked and the door opened. Al stood there in boxer shorts and nothing else. “Hi Ginger”. He bent over and kissed her. “Come in, this is Frank”. The two exchanged hellos, “Ginger please sit down”. “You really look great”. “Thank you”. They were working on this particular part of a song and just weren’t getting it right.
Al went to the kitchen and brought back three large joints and beers, “We need to chill out for a while before we can get back to the piece”. Before she realized it they lit up. All three were smoking and talking about the music. Soon the pot was taking an effect as she was feeling very mellow and very horny.
Al told Frank about Gingers visit to the boutique, “Have you seen the outfit she bought”? “No” replied Al. “I sure would like to”. Ginger giggled the guys got up and came over and sat next to her on the sofa. Al leaned into her and kissed her full on the mouth, there tongues inter locked. Frank was messaging her left breast and her nipples were rock hard. Al removed his tongue and Frank put his tongue down her throat while Al messaged her right breast. She felt a warm wetness between her legs, this feels wonderful was her thought. This continued for at least ten minutes she was wet, hot and horny. Finally they all came up for air, Ginger was breathing very heavily as Al spoke. “Ginger did you bring the outfit”? Smiling coyly she stood up and asked, “Bathroom please”. As she headed for the bathroom she realized both guys had huge hard ons.
She entered the bathroom and looked in the mirror, girl these guys are as horny as you are. They seem to have good size cocks and you did wear the outfit. She kept asking herself if I go out there in this outfit they will realize I’m in the mood. What should I do? I hope they have rubbers. Finally she made a decision five minutes later she emerged from the bathroom. Both guys gave her a big smile. Frank spoke first,” Ginger come sit here between us”. “Ok but do you like my look”? From the looks of the bulges she didn’t need an answer. She sat between them.
Frank kissed her breast and immediately starting rubbing her clit through her panties. She spread her legs so he could get easy access. Al unhook her bra and it fell to the floor, her nipples were rock hard and her breathing had quicken as she felt a wave starting to sweep over her. She moaned, grabbed Franks hand as she started to spasm with delight. Frank looked into her eyes, “Let’s go to the bedroom”. The three of them got up and went in the room. Frank kissed her passionately on the mouth “Ginger please take off your panties”? Hooking the waistband of the flimsy material she wiggled her hips and down they came. Before leaving the house she had trimmed her bush so it was nicely cropped. “You are beautiful”, said Frank. Ginger looked into his eyes, “Honey fuck me”. Frank laid her on the bed and she spread wide as he got between her legs. He rubbed his cock head up and down her wet pussy several time and then gently slipped the head in. She felt a slight pressure then he was in. He had a large cock, bigger then her husband. “Go slow baby, I need to get use to that big cock of yours”. He worked up and down slowly but continued to push deeper and deeper until he felt the bottom of her pussy. “Ugh oh” was all they heard from her as he was now balls deep and his pumping had quicken. Grabbing his shoulder and pulling him close she whispered, ”Baby shoot a big load deep in me please”. She just kept moaning until the wave of passion overtook her and she climaxed violently screaming with pleasure.
Frank exploded deep in her and it felt wonderful, hot cum was being pumped deep into her womb. They both lay there waiting for there breath to slow down.
Frank moved off and Al got between her legs, her pussy was leaking cum so his cock slipped right in with no trouble he went balls deep. “Honey you feel great pump slowly so we can enjoy it”. Al rhythm was slow at first the started to quicken. Her pussy was milking his cock, he pushed deeper, and she felt him stiffen and cum exploded out of his cock, hot cum once again flooding her womb. This caused another orgasm for her and she screamed and moaned with pleasure.
Al rolled off, she was really leaking cum. “Honey give me my panties so I don’t dribble all over the bed” Frank handed them to her and she pulled them on. “At least the cum will stay where you guys put it she said with a laugh”.
“Ginger you have one tight pussy it was great”. “Thank you Frank, your cock is really great”. “Both your cocks are really great”. “Right now my pussy isn’t as tight as it was as its very wet”. They all just sat there with big smiles. Ginger knew she needed that. “Ginger”? “Yes Frank” “How about a blow job”? “Well I suppose so on one condition”. “Which is” “You both fuck me again”.
“You’ve got a deal”.
Ginger got on her knees, she took Franks cock and kissed the head, swirled her tongue around it and took it deep in her mouth. It had been a long time since anyone had asked her for a blow job and she was going to do her best. She sucked it deeply while messaging his nut sack. She kept up a slow motion of in and out while her tongue swirled around the head. She felt a warm feeling between her legs, another orgasm was coming. He pace quicken, she sucked the cock as deep as she could, he grabbed her head and held it in place as he shot spurt after spurt in her mouth. She swallowed once and pulled her head back so the remaining cum filled her mouth. His dick went lips, looking up in his eyes she opened her mouth to show him the load, closed her lips and swallowed.
Al and Frank both smiled you like cum don’t you“? Her response was “I sure do, Al baby would you like a blow job”? Al was on his feet with his cock in her mouth instantly.
She sucked Al’s cock just as she had Franks and as his cum filled her mouth she had yet another orgasm. She thought she saw stars.
They sat on the bed looking at each other; all Ginger could think about was I hope they can fuck me again. After about two hours of talking, Frank looked at her rolled on his back and said “Baby get on my dick”. “I thought you’d never ask, she said with a laugh”. She pulled her panties down and impaled herself on the rock hard cock. She was working it in and out, it felt wonderful as cum was still leaking out of her. Feeling pressure on her rectum she realized Al was going to butt fuck her. His cock was lubed up really well and it slipped in quite easily. She started crying as his cock went balls deep into her ass. Now she realized the cock heads were touching each other only being separated by a sheer membrane. It hurt but felt great at the same time. They work up a rhythm she started moaning and crying at the same time. Al came first and she felt her ass being flooded with hot cum, the feeling caused Frank to cum and her pussy was rewarded with another sperm bath. Which cause her to orgasm yet again really hard?
As there cocks plopped out she looked like a well fucked women and they all laughed at the comment. She told them “I’ve never been double fucked in my life much less had my ass fucked”. Al smiled at her “So what do you think” “Well I might be walking a little funny but I could get use to it if I practice a lot”.
They all lay there together and dozed off. When she woke up it had to be six thirty in the morning. Opening her eyes she realized the time. “Oh shit I’m screwed”, she sprang out of bed grabbed her clothes and was almost dressed before either guy was wide awake.
“Guys I’ve got to go, I’ll call you later” she was out the door and in her car in two minutes. The entire drive home she kept reviewing the events of the previous evening. My butt is sore as hell and my pussy feels almost the same but I feel great, at least well fucked she thought. I didn’t brush my teeth I can still taste there cum, in my mouth I’m such a whore, and she laughed. Once home she checked the answering machine, well no messages. Then a shower clean clothes and coffee.
She called Al and thanked him for a wonderful time. They joked about her walking and she told him yes in fact she was walking funny but could get very use to the feeling if he and Frank wouldn’t mind practicing with her. Al told her both guys were very willing to practice all she wanted. “I’ll call you Sunday sweetie and she hung up.
Sunday Terry came home and after a snack went to his room. She heard him on the phone but couldn’t hear who he was talking to. Since she needed a few things she called to Terry she was going out did he need anything and since he yelled back no she went out.
It took longer then she expected and didn’t get home for almost two hours. After putting the groceries away she headed up stairs, Terry’s door was closed but she heard voices. Knocking she opening the door her mouth fell open. Terry was on his bed watching his computer screen naked with his cock rock hard in hand. Sitting in the chairs were Al and Frank. They had rock hard cocks in hand too.
Terry smiles, “Mom you’re a porn queen”. “I am”? “Sure are we’ve watched the video twice already”. “They were videoing me”? Al and Frank stood up walked over to her and started taking her clothes off. Frank smiled, “Were going to do some practicing”. Hesitating she said ”My sons in the room”. Frank spoke “He wants that pussy and ass too”. “Really you do Terry”? As her bra feel to the floor she looked at her son, then her panties were slide down. They moved her to the bed where Al laid down cock straight up. Coyly she asked “For me”? “Sure is Ginger”. As she lowered herself onto the stiff cock Terry said “Mom I want a blow job like you gave the guys Friday, ok”? Since Terry’s cock was already in her mouth all she could do was grunt yes.
The three cocks worked slowly at first then gradually started to quicken the pace. Her sons cock twitched, he grabbed her by the head pushed his cock deep down her throat and blew a large spurt of cum down her throat. Pushing him back so the head was still in her mouth she continued to suck as spurt after spurt filled her mouth. He spurted six times before it stopped. His dick plopped out and she showed him the generous load of cum in her mouth then closed her lips and swallowed. The other two cocks were working her to a feverous pace and the fire between her legs burst like a dam. The orgasm was wondrous and a moment later her bowels were rewarded with a generous load of hot sticky cum. Thirty seconds later her hips were pulled deep on the cock and her pussy received a deep sperm shower.
The three lay there letting there breathing return to normal. Terry looks at her “Mom, the guys will be staying with us until dad gets home”. “In the next few weeks you will be practiced with every day at least twice”. “Unless you have to go out all you need to wear are panties in the house”. “Oh”? “We really like your tits bouncing around” Al chimed up with “The big wet stains in the front and back of your panties look really sexy too”. She smiled “I could not do it without you guys, but this must be our secret, right”? “Ginger got up and headed for the shower, how do I get myself into these things? Later we must discuss condoms. All they want me in is panties, guess I have to go shopping soon.

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My Real-life porno with mom

When I started watching that XXX movie of my brother’s, I never dreamed
that I would wind up in a XXX episode of my own–with my own mother!
I was only 17 at the time, a senior in high school. On a Friday night
late, around 1:30, I couldn’t sleep, so I got up and slipped quietly
downstairs, wearing just a pair of jockey shorts. I had a video-porno tape
that belonged to my brother, who was away at college. I popped myself some
popcorn in the kitchen and then put the tape in the VCR and turned it on,
with the sound low so as not to disturb the rest of the family.
The film had been going about 15 minutes, the sexual action was hot and
heavy, and I had become really engrossed (and aroused) when suddenly I
discovered that my mother, in her nightgown, had appeared in the doorway
behind me. I grabbed for the remote control, but I fumbled it and it fell
to the floor. There was Mom, looking at the TV screen where two naked
girls were making life really exciting for a lucky guy. I figured that the
damage had been done now, so I just sat there, trying to hide my hard-on
and waiting to find out what Mom was going to say.
For a couple long minutes she just stood there behind the sofa watching
the sex party get more and more sensual. Finally she said, “Do you really
like this sort of stuff?”
I could tell from her voice that she was highly disapproving, so I tried
to cover by blaming someone else. “It’s really Rick’s movie,” I mumbled.
“But you’re watching it. Do you like it?” Mom persisted.
“Well, yeah,it’s OK, I guess. I couldn’t sleep, so it was just something
to do.”
Mom suddenly laughed. “Do you expect me to believe that? Here’s a typical
horny teenager watching a porno flick, and it’s just for something to do
because he can’t sleep?”
I grinned sheepishly. I know I was blushing red as a fire truck. “Well,
Mom, IxIxAll right, Mom. I’m sorry. I’ll turn it off and go to bed.”
“Oh no!” Mom said mockingly. “I wouldn’t want to deprive my adolescent
boy of his pleasure. Go ahead and watch, if it turns you on.Oh, what have
we here? Popcorn! Well, I’m glad I came down.”
She sat down on the sofa and helped herself to a handful of my popcorn. I
noticed that she had her eyes glued to the TV, where there was almost
nonstop nudity and sexual activity. Then I noticed that her nightgown was
rather sheer, and her nipples, which seemed to be hard, were dimly
visible. Since she was now sitting down, I couldn’t get a good look at her
crotch, but I was sure that her pussy hair must be apparent too, since
she’s a brunette.
For several minutes we just sat there and watched together, as Mom ate my
popcorn, and I was all tense and nervous. I just couldn’t imagine Mom
watching stuff like this. What I had been enjoying immensely, now became
very embarrassing to me, though my cock was still very stiff.
Then Mom really shocked me with another question: “Do you usually jack
off when you’re watching these films?”
I was so shaken up by the question that I actually just blurted out the
truth: “S-s-sometimes.”
“Well then, go ahead if you want to. I don’t want to break up the fun. I
can see that your–uh– thing is all ready for it,” she said, eying the
big bulge in my shorts.
“Mom!” I exclaimed and just sat there in shock, like a statue.
Mom gave another little trill of soft laughter. “Oh, come on, honey. I
know what young boys do. It’s perfectly natural and there’s nothing wrong
with it, so you don’t have to be ashamed.” I had no idea what to say or
do, so I just sat there stupidly.
Mom laughed softly again and moved over closer to me. (She actually
seemed to be having fun with this little game!) “Would you like me to do
it for you?” And damned if she didn’t put her warm hand on my bare leg not
three inches from my cock! I sucked in an astonished breath so quickly
that it made a loud hissing sound, and Mom laughed again. I had never
heard her laugh quite the way she was doing it on this night. It wasn’t
quite a giggle, just a merry little trill, very soft and delighted
sounding.
Mom reached out one finger and touched the tip of my cock very lightly,
but my rod gave a leap at that amazing contact. “You’re not doing a very
good job of answering questions tonight. Or maybe your penis is doing the
answering. Do you want me to jack off your dick or not?”
My voice actually sounded squeaky at the astounding nature of this little
late-night rendezvous. “Sh-sh-sure, Mom,if you really want to.”
Mom trilled her little laugh again and put her hand on my cock, holding
it gently through the knit fabric of my shorts. She began to just tenderly
fondle it at first, then to pull and grasp it more firmly. Soon she
decided that this wasn’t good enough, so she pulled and tugged at the
shorts and my cock until she had my big bare prick sticking out through
the opening. Then she wrapped her hand around it and began to give it a
good workout. She cupped my balls with the other hand and gently massaged
them as she jerked vigorously on my joystick.
God! What an amazing development! I could not have dreamed anything so
unexpected–and so thrilling. I stared at my mother’s hands on my balls
and tugging at my naked cock. Incredible! Then I noticed that the way Mom
had to sit to get both hands on my happy genitals had brought her bosom
just under my chin and I could look right down inside her nightie at her
big soft tits with their jutting nipples. The porno film in the background
just added that much more spice to this erotic scene.
Then I noticed that Mom was looking at my eyes and could see that I was
staring at her beautiful tits. She smiled warmly at me. “You like?” she
asked lightly.
“Oh, God! I like, Mom! I like very much!” My cock was on fire from her
manipulation. She really knew just how to do it. And damn! she was
enjoying it! I could tell from her smile and her cheerful little laugh. I
wanted to get my hands on her tits and had just about got up the nerve to
reach for them. After all if she was playing with my cock, couldn’t I do
the same to her boobs?
On the TV screen a big buxom blonde had just started sucking on the
enormous cock of the stud star, who was saying, “Suck me, babe! Suck me!”
Mom looked at the scene for a moment and then said, “Would you like me to
do that to you, honey?”
By this time, I believed that anything could happen, so I found myself
saying hoarsely, “Suck me, babe! Suck me!” just like the guy in the film.
Maybe I didn’t have nearly as much to suck as he had, but I wasn’t small
either, and Mom was making me feel like a porn star.
Mom uttered that sweet little trill again and knelt on the floor between
my legs. She lowered her lovely head and brought my turgid dick to her
lips. She kissed it on the head a few times first, then licked lightly at
the very tip. Gradually she took more and more of my cock into her mouth,
and her tongue swirled round and round the sensitive ring. Now I reached
down into her nightgown as she knelt before me and got a hand on her big
tits. God! they felt great–soft, but very smooth and firm, with the
nipples swollen and hard. I squeezed and fondled her tits and flicked the
nipples back and forth, then pinched lightly on them.
Mom’s head was bobbing up and down over my cock, and her lips and tongue
were raising my sensations to a peak very quickly. I knew I couldn’t last
very long this way. “Oh, Mom!” I groaned. “That feels,so,so, damned
good,I’m about, to come!” Mom just grunted and sucked that much harder on
my cock. The hot, stinging, itching feeling became more and more urgent,
spreading out through my groin, stiffening my body, curling my toes. Then
I just boiled over, panting and jerking, fucking my cock wildly into Mom’s
eager mouth. She held onto my ass and just kept sucking away as my cum
spurted into her mouth. I could both feel and hear her gulping my cock
juice down thirstily, as if she didn’t want to spill a drop of it.
Finally I lay back, spent for the moment. Mom diligently licked my cock
completely clean before she resumed her seat beside me, her hand still
holding my semi-hard dick. She looked at me and smiled broadly again.
“Hey, kid,” she said jokingly, “you taste pretty good–very nourishing
too, I’m sure.” Her mouth was still wet and sticky looking. And then she
kissed me right on the mouth, licking at my lips with her tongue. I
responded eagerly, licking back at her lips and tasting my own cum there.
She was right–it didn’t taste bad!
“My God, Mom! You’re…you’re wonderful!” I said with tremendous gratitude.
Mom laughed happily again.
Then I noticed that the scene on the TV had changed. The tables were now
turned, and the big blonde was now having her pussy eaten by the stud. Mom
noticed it too, and she said with a smile, “Oho! Now look what you have to
do.” She lifted up her hips and pulled her nightie clear to her waist.
Then she lay back and spread her legs wide, presenting her beautiful
dark-haired pussy to me. Again the laugh, and then she said, “Bon appetit,
mon cheri!”
God! What a night this had turned out to be! I didn’t waste any time
getting on my knees between Mom’s legs. I eagerly ran my hands up her
smooth full thighs, squeezing and caressing them. I kissed my way up her
legs and all around her hairy triangle as I gently probed a finger into
her moist lips. Then I brought my mouth to her fragrant crotch, pulled
open her pussy lips with my thumbs and began to lick and nibble lightly at
her labia. Her abundant juices tasted like divine nectar to me! I began to
lick more vigorously, then found her little clit and began to flick
lightly at it with my tongue. Mom took hold of my head and let me know by
her grip which strokes got to her most. She began to moan very softly and
to rock her hips forward and back.
I did my best to give Mom as good a cunt lick as I could, and I guess I
succeeded pretty well. I was loving it, the delightful smell and taste,
the feel of her soft inner genitals on my tongue and the crispy hair
against my nose, the soft firmness of her round ass cheeks as I grasped
them to pull her closer, the feel of her hands on my head, pulling with
desire and passion. Then Mom began to buck her hips so hard that I had a
difficult time staying with her, but I held on and kept lapping away as
she went into a convulsion of extremely rapid humps with her hips, and I
detected a sudden increase in her cunt juices. Then she stopped her
movements and held my head very tight and very still while her body
trembled violently.
After a few long moments, Mom heaved a big sigh and lay back. I lifted my
head from her crotch and looked up at her. She gave me another big smile
and said, very huskily, “Thanks, honey. That’s the best lingus my little
cunnie’s ever had! Ooooh, God! Did that ever feel good! I hope it wasn’t
too unpleasant for you.”
“Unpleasant! My God, Mom! I loved it. I’d like to do that every night.”
Mom seemed surprised. She said that Dad does it for her once in a great
while, but she knows that he doesn’t really like it, although he loves to
have his cock sucked, and she enjoys that. “Well, Mom,” I said, “anytime
you want a cheerful cunt licker, you know where to come. Anytime.” She
laughed and kissed me again, this time licking some of her cunt juices
back inside.
We noticed that the movie had ended while we were otherwise distracted.
We sat there kissing for a while, as I played with her tits and cunt, and
she fondled my hard-again cock. Then Mom said, “Why don’t you rewind the
tape and start it again? I think I saw some fucking when I first came in.
Maybe–just maybe–that might give us some more ideas.”
I eagerly did as she suggested. This film didn’t take long at all to get
to the hard stuff, and soon there was a pair of people fucking away–in
fact, two pairs. The scenes kept shifting from one couple to the other and
back. I had my finger up Mom’s cunt again by this time and she was sort of
pushing her mound against my hand as she rubbed my hard cock. “Well, Mom,”
I said eagerly, “how about it? That looks like fun to me.”
“It certainly does,” said Mom softly, “but of course, this is a little
more serious. Maybe what we’ve been doing could be called just playing
around, but fucking by a mother and son is incest.”
“If it’s really love, what’s wrong with that, Mom? I love you more than
any other person in the world, and I’d like to show you my love in every
way possible.”
Mom smiled very warmly and kissed me sweetly. “Thanks, honey. That’s just
what I needed to hear. I feel the same way. Who should make real love more
naturally than a mother and her beloved son? I want you to fuck me, my
darling boy.”
She raised her arms and pulled her nightgown off over her head, letting
her gorgeous big tits fall free. Then she lay back, pulling me with her.
She put one leg up on the back of the sofa. I pulled myself up over her as
she spread her thighs wide to let me between them. Mom took hold of my
cock with one hand and opened her pussy lips with the other. Then she
guided the head of my cock right inside. I very slowly pushed and pulled,
sinking my dick deeper and deeper into her well-lubricated love passage.
Finally I was in her all the way, my balls against her ass, and our pubic
hair meshed together.
Mom pulled my head down so that we could kiss as we fucked. Both of us
seemed to want to make this last awhile, so we moved very slowly at first.
I would pull slowly out until I was almost all the way out, then slowly
sink back in all the way. I could feel every bit of her moist, slippery
passage, and I’m sure she got all the feel of my happy hard cock. All the
time, we were kissing with open mouths, and I was playing with her tits
and ass, while she fondled my ass or my balls. It was just a very loving
slow fuck, romantic and domestic at the same time–Mom and son with all
the family love due to each, but also now two lovers, very very much in
love romantically and sexually. It was an overwhelming feeling to actually
have my cock in my own dear beautiful mother’s cunt and to sense her
extreme pleasure in our union. And of course, there was the added
excitement that my father or sister could come down the stairs at any time
and catch the two of us “in flagrante.”
Since we had both already come once, we were not in a frenzy to reach
orgasm again rapidly. For a long time–it must have been at least a half
hour–we just continued that slow lovemaking, sometimes just lying, joined
together at genitals and mouths, other times fucking gently, warmly. Of
course, the intensity gradually began to build, and we both seemed to feel
the urgency at the same time to step up the tempo. Mom signaled this by
bringing her knees up and opening herself still wider to my thrusts. She
began humping lightly, cuing me to pump a little harder.
Thus, bit by bit, like an old-fashioned steam locomotive just gradually
picking up speed, Mom and I began screwing in earnest. My thrusts became
harder and faster; her hips humped more vigorously. Our tongues became
more insistent in our kisses. Mom began breathing harder and moaned
lightly from time to time. I began to grunt with my thrusts. When I
reached the bottom of a stroke, I would grind it in hard for a moment, and
Mom responded by wiggling her ass to push up against that pressure.
Then Mom muttered into my mouth, “OK, honey! NOW! Fuck me hard, honey!
Real hard! Just let me have it with all you’ve got.” I didn’t need to be
told twice. Immediately I began pounding it to her, ramming my hard cock
into her almost violently. She kept right with me, bucking her hips up
fiercely to get all the force of each thrust. In and out–in and
out–fuck–fuck–fuck–fuck! We were in a very hard and rapid rhythm,
perfectly coordinated, fucking passionately, hungrily, greedily, seeking
our own and our partner’s full measure of ecstasy.
Mom began panting and her soft moans turned into a muffled little
sustained scream, and I knew that she was on the brink of orgasm. At the
same time her ass started bouncing off that sofa with absolute abandon. I
put everything I had into banging her but good, plowing into her with
every bit of strength I had. God! Did my mother’s leaping, grasping cunt
feel good on my cock! Then with a loud groan I started spurting my juice
into Mom’s plunging cunt. She humped even faster yet, spasmodically,
uncontrollably, coming in a big way.
Then she was stiff and shuddering violently again, and my pleasure-filled
cock was shooting the last of my juice deep within her belly. We clung to
each other passionately, wet with sweat and cum and saliva, gloriously
wet–and filled with the deepest love and gratitude. My love–and my
respect–for my precious mother had grown to be far greater than ever
before. And I knew that her deep love for me had been demonstrated in the
most explicit way possible.
This wonderful night was the beginning of an intense, sincerely loving
affair which is still going on. I am now 26 and Mom is 49. We have been
very discreet, and no one suspects that my tender concern for my mother is
actually a sexual relationship. Mom is still one hot piece of ass, and she
still loves my cock. She and Dad get along fine, but I know that I am her
real lover. Oh yes, I am married now and love my wife dearly. She is great
in bed–but I’m afraid that she will never be as good as Mom. No one could
be.

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Missy: Day Eleven

My heartfelt thanks go to all that read, vote and comment on my stories. It’s encouraging and inspiring me to keep telling Missy’s stories in her strange, extremely horny world. Happy reading!

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Sex with my twin sis 2

That same night i woke up around 3:00am thirsty and thinking about Claire. I got out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen.
Claire was in the kitchen drinking some water. She was wearing a white see-through nightgown and a tiny white thong. At the site of her dress like this made my cock hard. I stared at her and i slowly started to rub my cock. She walked up to me, hugged me and kissed me. THIRSTY she asked me, i said YES, she drank some water and holding the water in her mouth she kissed me, exchanging water and saliva as we kissed. Few drops of water fell down to her nightgown right ontop of her tit. I started sucking dry the drops of water from the sides of her mouth down to her tit. I sucked her tit thru her nightgown, lowering my hands to her ass,grabbing the string of the thong with one hand and spreading her cheeks apart and playing with her hole with my other hand. Rubbing it slightly preparing it to be penetrated with my finger, first just the tip of my finger, i felt some resistance. As i kept sucking on her tits, i asked her to relax, it’s just my finger. She did.
Finallly i had about an inch of my finger up in her ass, she moaned. Moving my finger in and out, just enough for her ass muscle could relax. We moved right behind the kitchen counter, between the dinning room and kitchen. I told her to get on all four, i kneel infront of her, she grabs my boxers with her teeth and pulls them down to my knees. She sucks on my cock as i finger fuck her ass. Letting go of her ass i slid my hands on her back then down to her tits. Playing with her tits and Claire sucking me made me even harder. I couldn’t believe we were fooling around again.
We changed into a 69 position, she was still in all four. I pulled her thong and her nightgown ,she pulled my boxers off. I was under her licking her wet pussy. She kept sucking my cock and sometimes she would suck on my balls changing the momentum but the feeling was great. I felt her tongue filled with saliva licking my cock, licking and sucking. HMMMMM i moanned.
She was becoming wetter and wetter. I started licking and sucking her pussy, specially her clit. Licking her from her ass to her clit, up and down, side to side, my tounge slid easily on her shaved pussy.That beautyfull shinny and pink site. I was hungry for that pussy and ass. I pressed my face deep into her pussy, eating her, tasting her, smelling her, her juices all over my face including my nose was wet from her. Pushing my tounge deep in her pussy, moving it all over her wet pussy. As i pushed my tounge deep in her she suck my cock harder, the deeper i went the harder she sucked, our pace kept growing, deeper-harder. deeper-harder, deeper-harder. And also our moaning kept the same pace.
I moved right behind her “doggy style”. My cock was hard and wet from her saliva and from pre-cum. My thick cock went easily into her wet pussy. Pumping her in and out, not to a fast pace, just enough to get my cock wet. Pumping, pumping……. taking out my cock out of her pussy, i placed my finger in her pussy, now pumping my finger in and out. Pulling my finger out and pumping my cock into her pussy, i gently pushed my finger up her ass. In and out, nice and slowly.
Everytime deeper and deeper, in and out. As her ass relaxed i pulled my cock out of her pussy and placed the head of my cock to her little asshole. As i pushed it in i felt the tightness of her asshole it is the most amazing sensation that a cock could feel. Slowly pushing it, feeling her stretching,HMMMM she moaned, inch by inch going deep, (slowly almost like in slow motion) holding her by her waist pulling her towards his body, the deeper i went the louder her moaning became,,,,,, SHHHHHHHHH MOM, REMEBER…. i said….
I could feel her little asshole going into spasms then relaxing. I went deep into her asshole to the point were my pubes rested on her cheecks. Slowly sliding my cock in, deep, then back out, then in then out, in and out, pulling all the way out then pushing all the way in, by now Claire was comfortable enough to swing with him everytime he pumped. I was pumping faster and faster, her asshole stretching as i pumped faster, deeper,faster,deeper……
No longer i had my hands to her waist, she had relaxed. I pulled her hair everytime i pumped. I could feel my balls filling up and ready to cum. We didnt realized our Mother was coming downstairs.We kept fucking .Claire’s ass started going into spasm,i felt them on my cock and i knew she was starting to cum too, i held my cum as much as i could so we could cum together. I couldnt hold it anylonger, I was so deep in her when i blasted all of my cum……..HHMMMMMMMM keeping my cock inside of her until she cumm…….. a few seconds later she did …HHMMMMMMMM
Just as she finished moaning, our mother came into the kitchen. We stayed there completely frozen, (Claire in all four and i had my cock in her little asshole) not making any sounds or movements.
Our mother went to the refrigerator openend it, took something out and placed it on the kitchen counter right on top of us, she couldnt see us because of the kitchen counter and poor lighting,we didnt move and i think we didnt even breathe. I think my mom prepared a sandwich or something else, she took forever to leave the kitchen. As we were staying still, i felt my cock limped. After a few minutes our mom left the kitchen not before saying out loud ” OH THIS KIDS “, turning the lights off. And walking to upstairs to her room. Only when we heard the door shut, we collapsed to the floor….
Sweating and still in shock from almost been caught. In total darkness we stood up, got dressed, turned the lights back on and saw what our mother had meant from the phrase she said……
We left the half empty glass on the kitchen counter not on the sink………
From that day on we agreed to be more careful when we felt horny and never do anything with our mother in the house……
And we kept going at it……………… more to come

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Sex Positions Missionary Split

Missionary Split – A sex position is a position of the body that people use for sexual intercourse or other sexual activities. Sexual acts are generally described by the positions the participants adopt in order to perform those acts. Though sexual intercourse generally involves penetration of the body of one person by another, sex positions commonly involve penetrative or non-penetrative sexual activities.

Fantasy

Oh How Love Has Sharp Claws Pt. 1

Darkness to me has always been evil, death, and fear in its rawest form, but that all changed when I meet him. He had come into my life like a raging storm, yet had not left with that same power. My name is Lukus Mark and this is my story of how I meet the love of my life.

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Liz falls

I’d known Liz for several years. I’d done some renovation work for her and we became good friends as the projects moved along. Liz was a handy woman so she did many things on her own. When it came to sizable changes she would call on me.
She had called me two months back and I scheduled her in for the second week in August. It was basically a day’s work to do a few things around her home that she was not up to.
When I arrived at her door, Liz came outside to greet me; to my surprise she did not look well. AS I was to find out, she had had several minor seizures. The worst of it was over but she was not allowed to drive for six months. Liz had three weeks to go before she could drive again; she was going stir crazy.
NOW, Liz is either forty or forty one years of age. He husband, whose name I forget is a computer geek. She has two teenage children, a boy and a girl. Nice kids.
Liz keeps her hair artsy like. Short, straight and uncombed while at home. She is maybe five foot three, with wide hips for her height; and a nice ass for a middle aged woman. Other than her hands, arms and head I have never seen any part of her body.
She told me she could tell when they were coming on but she could do nothing to stop them. Liz informed me that she usually could get to the ground or floor before she lost consciousness. WE spent a good hour talking about this dilemma.
Finally I went to work. Liz helps out from time to time as she was very much into maintaining her home. Since she is not allowed out, she is enjoying the company as we work together. We had one problem and I asked her if she had the tool required or should I get my own tools. She was so thrilled she ran down the stairs to get her tool box. Her reaction was quite cute I thought at the time.
WE had eaten lunch together and the day was progressing well. I had just started adjusting a new cabinet she had had delivered and turned to talked with her as we had done all day long. Liz was on a chair cleaning a light fixture, I thought it dangerous, but then continued my spiel and turned to attend the cabinet. For some reason I turned back straight away to see Liz’ face change and notice her starting to lean, I moved quickly to catch her. She was leaning towards the back of the chair; I knew she would be hurt if she flipped over the back of the chair.
Liz had managed to get her right hand on the back of the chair. Liz’ eyes where open and staring blankly off into space. She had told me that is how her seizures act, and that she would recover in about half an hour, but to call the ambulance anyway, should she have a seizure while I was there.
Neither of us was concerned as she had been seizure free for over three months.
I blindly put my awl on the island as I rushed by it and got to her just as she was about to do a header; sliding to my knees to get beneath her. As she came down she knock my glasses flying and we crashed to the hardwood floor, of which she is so very proud.
I twisted to make sure Liz landed on top of me so as to not be hurt. I had both hands holding her ribs just under her boobs. My focus was on her head, making sure her head made no contact with anything, including my head. I used my right hand and arm to break our fall, and lessen the blow we both would suffer upon impact. In doing this my right arm became trapped under my body as we landed, and twisted, so it hurt initially. My left hand and arm were partially wrapped around her body, holding her waist mostly.
When my ass hit the floor I contracted my stomach muscles to keep my upper body from making contact with the floor. I did this because Liz’ head was above mine and I did not want her hitting her face on the floor.
Worrying about Liz, and feeling the numbness in my trapped arm, I paid little attention to those lovely ‘C’ cupped breasts which pillowed about my head. I lay there for a half minute or more trying to remove my arm from underneath me, but to no avail. I had moved my left hand to Liz’ back near her neck, holding her while I tried to move that right arm from under me.
I decided to hold her tight using my left hand to immobilize her head, and turn onto my left side to take the weight off my trapped arm. I was thinking about Liz’ head and my arm; but I now was very much aware of her breasts, did they feel good against my face.
Liz was wearing a white ‘T’ shirt, slightly dirty from work. Her bra had moved up her body slightly, and I could feel her breasts through her ‘T-shirt’. As I rolled to my left my arm came lose. Continuing to roll, gently resting Liz’ head on the floor, with my left arm under her, my hand under her head, and my face hovering near her breasts.
This latest action had Liz’ body sliding across mine body as we moved together, I had never hugged or kissed Liz, but her pubic bone felt fantastic as we rolled. Her thighs where warm and soft, I got an instant hard on as I felt Liz’ thighs and bone press against me. I hadn’t been this close to a woman in a long time.
Liz’ eyes were open, but I could tell she was not aware of her surround. I looked up toward her face as my face hovered above her breasts.
I pulled myself along her body until I was face to face with Liz. In doing so my hard rubbed against her, damn that felt good.
Liz’ right leg is between my legs with my cock pressing firmly against this thigh. My right leg is wedged between Liz’ legs, pressing firmly against her pubic bone, while at the same time feeling both of her soft, warm, thighs. My hips moved slightly in an autonomic fucking motion; I could not stop it, it felt so good to hold a woman.
With my cock already leaking; I looked at her face, seeing that same trance in her eyes, …,…,I couldn’t stop from moving against her…,…,I nearly came in my pants.
In few moments my conscience kicked in and I pulled away from Liz. Retrieving a towel from the kitchen I place it under her head. God my cock is hard.
Hovering over Liz, she starts to regain her senses and is fully aware in less than the one half hour she said she usually takes to recover from her seizures. Maybe fifteen minutes.
She lies there for several minutes and asks me to help her to a chair. We chat for perhaps ten minutes when Liz asks me to escort her to her bedroom; she says she is concerned about having a second seizure. Liz takes my arm and we head to her bedroom, Liz’ breast is pressing into my arm. My cock hardens; I feel embarrassed and try to hide it. Liz picks up on this right away.
I BLUSH!
“Has our mutual friend gotten hard Cal”? … Liz asks me.
I nod, and blush further. Liz squeezes my arm and smiles up at me.
‘Little bugger’, I think to myself.
“Cal, shut my bedroom door.”…. I shut her door without giving it a thought.
“Would you help me take off my shirt Cal, then you can see and feel what you’ve been looking at all day long.” Liz says, and gives me a very nice smile.
Fortunately the little head was doing the thinking and I move in on her quickly pulling her top over her head, along with her bra.
“WOW!”… “Those baby’s are something, Liz.”
She smiles at me. “Take your pants off, let’s get you ready.” My pants hit the floor in a hurray; like I said, the little head was ruling.
Liz was on her knees and sucking on me in a second. She controlled me with every touch, every lick, and my arousal soared and waned, soared and waned.
I felt I was going to cum more than once but she controlled my every move. Liz sucked my cock. Liz sucked and licked my cock. I’ve never had that much attention down there.
Without notice she stopped; “Help me up Cal?”
I helped Liz onto her bed after she had undone her pants. Liz ask me to take her pants off which I did. She was nervous about bending over.
She lay back inviting me to enter her. Liz was moist so slipping into her was easy. We started to move when she instructed me on how she liked it. I complied. From then on Liz was in charge. Many times I was ready to cum but she moved in ways that deadened that feeling. We fucked for over half an hour. I was getting exhausted. I think she could see this.
“Cal, cum in me…” It took several minutes before I emptied my sac into Liz’ body. God it felt good.
I grunted an groaned as I came. When we finished I was finished, totally exhausted. I lay with Liz for a few minutes.
“Did you cum Liz,” I asked.
“Yes, my orgasms are small these days Cal. It’s the medication.”
“Cal, if you are not busy, I’ll think I’ll have you back next week for another small project. We’ll get started earlier.”
I smilled.

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