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Nurse Lexi Gives In

Let’s start with the basics.  My name is Lexi and I’m 26 years old.  I
have medium brown hair with its own natural wave, my eyes are bright
green with eyelashes so long and thick I never need makeup, and I’m 5’8”
tall.  I’m may not be the skinniest, prettiest girl in the whole world,
but I get by and I like the way I look.  My breasts are a 36 D, and my
ass is a perfect heart shape.  Guys seem to like my looks pretty well
too.  But most of the time, they just stare at my tits.

I’ve been working in the hospital as a nurse for five years now.  It’s
what I’ve wanted my whole life.  I love my job, but it can get tough;
especially when I have young male patients.  See, I have a problem.  I’m
addicted to sex, and the sight of a hott man with a huge cock gets my
pussy dripping wet in an instant.  And those gowns the hospital provides
don’t leave a lot to the imagination, if you know what I mean.  It’s
against hospital policy to have any sexual contact with patients, so my
little problem can become a huge problem at times.

Here’s my story…

It was a hott Indian summer.  I had to work the midnight shift, 11p-7a.
The air conditioner on the floor I work broke down, and maintenance was
trying to hurry and fix it.  I could feel a light trickle of sweat
working itself up on my neck, so I tossed my hair up into a messy bun in
hopes of cooling off a little before I got started for the night.  The
intense humidity in the air was making all my loose hair curl.

Unfortunately, all the patients were hot, sweaty, and cranky.  Call
lights were going off constantly with patients asking for ice, fans, or
cool washcloths for sponge baths.  There was a mistake made in
scheduling and we had more nurses than we really needed for a usual
night.  But tonight it was a blessing because everyone had 2 patients
instead of 5.  That made it easier to give our individual, hot, cranky
patients more attention.

Amy, the charge nurse, passed out the room assignments.  I had rooms 19
and 20 at the end of the hall.  Mr. Johnson, in room 19, was pretty much
out of it.  He was in for chest pain, and the pain killers he was
prescribed just knocked him right out.  I quickly did my patient
assessment on him and documented everything in the chart.  I didn’t need
to go back for a few hours to check on him again.

The man in room 20 was a problem.  Mr. Green.  In the hospital for a
bullet wound to the left forearm.  He was 6’2”, 30 years old, had dark
brown hair cut short and spiky, and he had the most beautiful blue eyes I
had seen in my entire life.  When I looked into his eyes I could see
into his soul.  And, he was a street cop.  Therefore, he was in pretty
good shape.  He had broad, muscular shoulders, and biceps that made the
sleeves of his gown bulge.  But, the second I looked at his hands, my
pussy started dripping and I couldn’t control myself.  His fingers
looked long, thick, and strong.  I could just imagine them ramming in
and out of my wet cunt, making me scream in pleasure as wave after wave
of orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks.

Shut up Lexi, you’re just going to make things worse.  He’s your patient and you can’t touch!

This was going to be a looooong night.

“Hi Mr. Green.  I’m Lexi and I’ll be your nurse for tonight.  Is there anything I can get for you before I do your assessment?”

“You can call me Anthony.  Mr. Green is my father.” He said with a chuckle.  “And, no, I don’t need anything right now.”

My pussy was soaking my panties right through.

I knew I should’ve brought extra panties to keep in my locker for times like this.  Damnit!

So, I got started on Anthony’s assessment.  I took his temperature
first.  Staring as his lips as he wrapped them around the thermometer
made me imagine the way they would feel on my skin.  His moist, plump
lips wrapping themselves around my nipples, his tongue flicking and
licking my nipples and clit into a wild oblivion, all while those strong
hands caress every inch of my body.  

Oh god…I can’t stand it!

My knees were locked together so I wouldn’t jump on the bed and straddle Anthony for the ride of his life.

I cleared my throat and asked, “Are you having any pain right now Mr.
Green…I mean, Anthony?”  Then I wrapped the blood pressure cuff around
his bulging arm and tried not to run my hands all over him.

“No, the last nurse came in and gave me some pain killers.”  He said as
he looked at his wound dressing.  Then he turned and looked me dead on
in the eyes.

Those eyes!  They were staring into mine with a heat I’ve never seen
before.  I could feel it all the way down to my toes.  The heat inside
my pussy soared through my body and I felt like I was going to cum just
from that one look!

I finished taking his blood pressure; 120/80, perfect patient.

I bet he’s perfect in the sack too.

Where are these thoughts coming from!?!  He’s my patient!  I have to be professional!

Now, I was getting into some problems.  I had to touch his bare skin to
finish my assessment.  I located his pulses on his wrists.  92 beats per
minute.  Still in normal range, but a little high.

Maybe he’s getting as hot as you are from all the skin to skin contact.

Then I checked his arms and legs for temperature and color to make sure
his blood flow was normal.  I noticed a slight quivering from under the
blankets.  I believe his cock was starting to get hard.

I’d love to help him get it fully erect.  And then help him release that sexual tension.

His temperature was warm and dry (normal) and his skin was dry and
intact, except for the dressing on his forearm.  It was starting to
become saturated with blood.  That would need changed soon.

I finally listened to his heart and lungs.  These were saved for last
because it would involve sticking my hand and stethoscope down the top
of his gown.  As my hand slid into the gown, I could feel the mass and
strength of his pecs.

Just rip his gown off and stare at his beautiful, muscular body.  No one has to know!

A chill ran up my spine.  My heartbeat quickened and my breath escaped my mouth in a loud “woosh”.

“Are you ok?  It’s a million degrees in here and you just got goosebumps.” He asked with a smirk.

SHIT!  He caught me.  He knows that he’s turning me on without even doing anything!

“Yes, I’m fine.  I was just thinking of something that I have to do with
my other patient that I’m not looking forward to.”  I lied.

“What’s that?”

“Trust me; you really don’t want to know.”

“Try me.”

“I have to give him an enema later.”  No I don’t.

“Wow, that’s absolutely disgusting,” he laughed.

I had finished listening to his heart and lungs, but I didn’t want to
take my hand out of his gown.  I wanted to run my fingers all over his
body.  I wanted to lick his skin, taste him from head to toe.

“How many patients do you have tonight?” he asked.

“Just two.  And you’re the only one that’s conscious.”

He laughed again.  “That’s good.  You can spend all your time with me
tonight and keep me company.  I usually work nights, so I’m not going to
sleep any time soon.”

Oh god!  Kill me now!  My pussy is already soaking
my panties, and soon it will be soaking my scrub pants!  Being in here
with him all night is going to be pure and adulterated torture!

“I could probably arrange that.  Is there anything I can get for you before I go do some paperwork really quick?”

“A glass of ice water and some cool cloths would be wonderful, actually.”

So, I got him some ice water and cool cloths.

He’s going to rub those cool cloths all over his
body…you should help him.  Maybe give him another reason to get all hot
and sweaty other than the heat tonight.  Put some heat in his pants…or
*gown* since he’s not wearing any pants.

“Do you need any help with this?” I asked as I handed him the cool, wet
cloths.  Again, I needed to clench my knees together so I wouldn’t jump
his bones and rub my hott, wet, cunt all over his rock hard manhood.

“If you don’t mind, that would be great. My wound is starting to shoot pain straight up to my neck,” he said.

He’s sooo lying just to get me to help him!!!

I rung out a cloth and handed it to him so he could wipe his face.  I
swear I saw a hint of a twinkle in his eyes right as he covered them
with the cool cloth.

He’s testing me!

Taking another cool, damp cloth, I ran it up his arm and down the other, staying clear of his wound.

He moaned.  “Oh, that feels so good.  Nice and refreshing.  Is it ok if I take off this gown and get a new one?”

*Gulp*

“Um…sure.”  I walked to the cabinet to get a fresh gown for Anthony.  My
nipples were rock hard and probably sticking out so far they were ready
to poke his eyes out.

When I turned back around, I stopped dead in my tracks and stared.

OH MY FUCKIN’ GOD!  This is the sexiest man I have seen in my entire life!

Sitting up in his bed, Anthony tossed his gown on the floor and the
blankets were shoved off to the side.  From head to toe, I looked him
over.  Beautiful, wide, muscular chest.  Chiseled, washboard abs.  
RAGING HARD ON!!!  Long, muscular legs.  This man really works out quite
hard!  My eyes immediately went back to his cock.  My pussy ached as I
stared longingly at all 9 inches of his rock, hard penis.  The mushroom
head was turning purple with strain.  The veins in the shaft were
pulsing with a need to release all the built up sexual tension.  This
didn’t look like anything recent…he’s had to have this erection for some
time now.  

Oh god…I’d love to grab that beautiful cock and stroke it until he cums!

“Lexi?  About that gown.”

“Oh, um, yes.  I got it right here.”  Stupid Stupid Stupid!  Stop staring at that gorgeous cock!

I walked to the bed and handed him the gown.  He tossed it to the side
and asked for another cool cloth.  My hands trembled as I reached for
one.  My heart was pounding out of my chest.  My pussy juice was oozing
down my inner thighs. My nipples were throbbing to be licked by his
gorgeous mouth.

FUCK!  I’m gonna cum!

He ran the cool cloth over his chest and stomach.  Everything was moving
in slow motion.  Time completely stood still.  I couldn’t help but just
stare at this beautiful man before me.  Hoping that my pussy would stop
being uncooperative.

You’re going to have to go to the bathroom to release yourself, Lexi.

I shook my head in hopes that I could snap out of my lust induced stupor.

“Could you get my legs for me please?” he asked.

“S-sure,” was all I could mutter.

I grabbed another cloth and ran it from his toes to his knees, then down the back of his calves.

“Could you get my thighs too?”

Oh god!  That means I have to get close to his
cock!  Please lord; don’t let me do anything stupid or embarrassing!  
Don’t let me give into this wild rage building up inside me!

I got yet another cool cloth and started at the knees, working my way
up.  When I got to the crease between the thigh and groin, his cock
started twitching, pulsating, begging me to touch it, to lick it, to
suck on it until it exploded down the back of my throat.

STOP!

I took a deep breath and ran the cloth down the back of his thighs.  I
could see and feel every ripple and bulge of muscle straining against
his skin.  His legs were covered in thick dark hair.  I looked at his
massive cock, surrounded by neatly trimmed pubic hair.  There was a
treasure trail running from his belly button to his pubic region.  
Treasure trails are my weakness.  Getting an up close view of his was
enough to make me wanna lose all inhibitions and go crazy on this man!  I
want to run my fingers through that sexy line of hair.  Follow the path
to the main treasure with my tongue.  I want to feel his huge cock
shoving into the back of my throat…

“I, umm, I have to go do some paperwork for a little bit.  Let me help you with your gown and I’ll let you rest a little while.”

I helped Anthony put his gown on and tied it in the back.  What a shame
to cover such beauty, such art.  He’s like a chiseled Greek God statue
come to life.  The spitting image of my ideal man.

I gotta go to the bathroom and do something about this dripping pussy.

“I’ll be back in a little bit to see if you need anything else.”

I left the room and headed straight to the bathroom.  I locked the door,
ripped my pants and panties off, leaned against the wall, and finger
fucked myself into oblivion.  One finger wasn’t enough…neither was
two…or three.  I practically had my whole fuckin fist in my pussy,
slamming it in and out, banging my clit with my other hand until it was
on fire.  I could feel the heat building even more.  I went harder,
faster, slamming my pussy with everything in me.  I could feel the edge
coming nearer.  Finally, with one final slam of my pussy and tweak of my
clit, I was flying high as a kite.  Wave after wave of pleasure rippled
through my body.  My pussy juice poured out of me and all over my hand
and dripped down my legs, pooling on the floor around my feet.  I
collapsed to the floor, spent.  But, still, I was not satisfied.  I
needed more.  I needed the touch of a man to satisfy the primal lust
deep inside.

I cannot go back to Anthony’s room. I’ll end up raping the poor man!

I finally collected myself, cleaned up my mess, washed my hands, and put
my clothes back on.  At least my pussy stopped leaking everywhere…for a
little while anyways.

I splashed my face with cool water and blotted myself off with paper
towels.  Looking in the mirror, no one should be able to tell what I had
just done.  But, if anyone asks why I’m flushed and sweaty, I’ll blame
it on the heat.

I went to the nurse’s station and Amy, the charge nurse, asked, “I have
some free time, do you need some help with any of your patients?”

“Well, if you want to change Mr. Green’s dressing on his arm in room 20
that would be great.  I have to catch up on some paperwork here.  All
the supplies are in his room already on the window ledge.  Thanks Amy, I
owe you one.”

Little does SHE know.  I need a break from
Anthony’s sexy body.  Being that close to him again will really make me
go over the edge.

After I completed my paperwork I decided to check on Mr. Johnson in room
19.  I needed to delay going back to Anthony’s room as long as
possible.  My pussy needed a break from all the heat.

Mr. Johnson was still sawing logs.  Those meds really knocked him out
cold.  I checked him really quick from head to toe to make sure he was
ok and propped him up on some pillows to relieve pressure on his
tailbone.

There.  That ought to hold him over for a few more hours.

It’s off to Anthony’s room I go.

*Sigh*

“Hey Lexi, haven’t seen you for a while” he commented as I walked in the room.  Again, I see a hint of a twinkle in his eyes.

“Hello Anthony.  How’s it going in here?  Can I get you anything?  More ice water?  Cool cloths?”

FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK!  

There goes my pussy again getting all hot and wet.  I can feel the
tingle of an orgasm working itself up.  I shove my knees together in
hopes that my pussy will stop coming alive in the presence of this Greek
God, Anthony.

“Nah.  I’m pretty good.  I am getting a little hot, but if I just take off this gown I should be ok.”

Oh shit! Not the gown again!!! Here comes the wave of pussy juice.

I feel my pussy burning as pussy juice pours out of me, soaking my
panties yet again.  Anthony takes off his gown and I see a hint of a
hard on poking out from around the covers.  My nipples come to life
again and I can feel the raw rubbing of my bra against the sensitive
tips of my breasts.  My nipples are aching to be freed and exposed to
the warm, humid air…and Anthony’s luscious lips.  I can feel a trickle
of sweat running down between my breasts now as I get turned on even
more than I’ve ever been.

“Can you do me a really big favor, Lexi?  This is really embarrassing, but I wouldn’t ask if I could do it myself.”

“Well, I guess that depends on what it is.  But I’ll try.  What can I do for you Anthony?”

“Um.  Well…you see…I kinda got a problem here,” he says as he throws his blankets and gown on the floor.

I gasp in surprise at this sudden revealing of the largest cock I have
ever seen.  I swear this thing is at least 10 inches long now, if not
more.

My pussy starts to quiver, my heart beats in double time, my nipples are
screaming to be released.  I want to rip my clothes off and ravage this
sexy beast of a man with every ounce of woman I have in me!

OH MY GOD!

“Wow, uh, what seems to be the problem with that, Anthony?  It looks ok to me.”

Stop drooling you idiot! It’s not like you’ve never seen a cock before…well, not one this big though!

“Ya, I know it looks ok.  It probably looks damn good to you right now.
But my problem is, it won’t go down ever since I first saw you tonight.
 And I can tell you’ve been thinking about it all night.  It’s not cold
in here and your nipples come to life every time you walk in my room.”

Holy shit!

“What do you want me to do about your problem though?  I’m your nurse; I
can’t really do anything to help you unless I want to lose my job.”

“Well, isn’t your job to make your patient feel comfortable and help alleviate any pain they’re having?”

“Yes, but this is kind of different.”

“How so?  If you help me, I’ll be more comfortable, and I’ll be pain
free.  It’s really starting to hurt here.  And if you help me, I swear
on my life that I won’t tell a single soul.  You wouldn’t get in trouble
at all.  Plus, I’m left handed, and I can’t use that arm very well
because of the bullet wound.”

Oh shit…he’s good. He’s really good.  I shouldn’t
do this, but FUCK!  That cock is so massive I just have to get my hands
on it.  And my mouth. And my pussy!

“Ok, fine.  I’ll do it.  What do you want me to do first?”

“That’s a good girl.  Just shut the door, pull the curtain, and come
over here.”  That twinkle in his eyes was shining like the bright sun
now.  He was enjoying this as much as I was!

I shut the door, my hands trembling.  I could feel the ache between my legs growing stronger.

How is helping him with his problem going to fix my problem?!?!

On my way back to his bedside, I pulled the curtain closed and tried to
hold back from ripping my clothes off and being as naked as he was.

“Sit down here” he said patting the edge of his bed.

I sat down and asked, “Do you want me to get some lube or anything?  There’s little packets in the stock room.”

“No, use your spit.”

“What?!”

A man after my own heart!

He grabbed my hand, cupped it, and held it up to my mouth.  I spit in my hand.  Then he lowered my hand to his cock.

“Are you sure?” I asked before I actually touched his pulsating manhood.

“Definitely.”  Those clear blue eyes cut right through any inhibitions I had left.

I wrapped my hand around his shaft and slowly slid it up and down, lubricating the entire shaft in just a few strokes.

OH MY GOD!  HE’S HUGE! I CAN’T BELIEVE I’M DOING THIS!

“Oooohhh, Gooood!  Lexi, that feels amazing! Go faster!  PLEASE!!”

I’m totally masturbating my patient. OH MY GOD!

Feeling his rock hard shaft in my warm, soft hand got my pussy juice
flowing so fast I wouldn’t be surprised if my scrub pants were getting
soaked all the way through.  With my free hand I grabbed his right hand
and placed it on my engorged breast.

“If I’m gonna help you, you gotta help me too.”

I spit in my hand again to keep things well lubricated while I worked on
his erection.  There was a drop of precum forming at the tip of his
mushroom head and I couldn’t help myself.  I bent down and licked the
tip.  It was the best tasting cock I’d ever had!

Anthony’s body went rigid when I licked the head of his penis.

“What the hell!?  I wasn’t expecting that!  Oh my God that was AMAZING!
I felt the shock ripple through my body all the way to my toes.”

I felt that he was giving me an open invitation, so I dove right in.  
Straddling his legs at the knees, facing towards him, I licked the head
of his penis, making sure I didn’t miss even the tiniest of spots.  Long
strokes with my hand helped keep him steady while I flicked the
underneath of his penis where the head meets the shaft.  He started
pulsating even more.  I could feel the veins in his shaft throbbing
against my lips.  Finally, I took as much of him into my mouth as
possible.  His head hitting the back of my throat made me gag, but I
kept going.  I licked and sucked his penis like my heart depended on it.
 I felt his whole body start to quiver and I knew his load was going to
come hard and fast.  The grasp he had on my breast tightened and sent a
ripple of pleasure throughout my body.

“Oh, god! I’m gonna cum Lexi!”

I sucked harder and faster.  What little bit of his penis I couldn’t fit
into my mouth, I worked with my hand.  I moved my hand faster and
faster while I licked and sucked harder.  Feeling his huge wad shoot
down the back of my throat was the only thing on my mind right now.

Anthony started panting, “Oh fuck! Oh shit!  FASTER! AAaahhhhhh!!”

All of a sudden, his body started convulsing as squirt after squirt of
hot, sticky cum shot down my throat.  His back arched as I swallowed as
much cum as I could, being careful not to let a drop of his delicious
male seed escape the clutches of my lips.  After about 6 or 7 shots of
his love juice, he finally relaxed.  We lay there for a few moments, him
catching his breath, me licking his freshly drained cock clean.

His hand was no longer on my breast.  My body ached without the touch of
a man.  I looked up and he motioned for me to get up a second.

“What?  Are you in pain?  Am I doing something wrong?”

“Hell yes you’re doing something wrong!  You aren’t naked!”

With that, I ripped my top and pants off as fast as lightening.  I could
see the drool forming in his mouth as he stared at my massive tits.

“Keep going.  Please?  You’re killing me here Lexi!”

I stood up and took my pussy juice soaked panties off and flung them at
him.  He balled them up and raised them to his nose.  The pleasure on
his face was obvious as he breathed in the scent of me.

Reaching behind me, I unhooked the clasp of my bra.  Slowly, I shimmied
the straps down my shoulders to make the process long and agonizing for
this man that so desperately wanted to see my naked tits.  The shimmy
process gave him a good show because my tits were bouncing all over the
place.  Finally, my bra was completely off and my nipples stood more
erect than I’d ever seen them before.

He reached out with his good hand and pinched a nipple.  I felt a
shudder ripple through my body that made me physically shake.  Pussy
juice oozed out of my cunt, running down my legs.  Anthony sat up on the
side of his bed, his feet on the floor, and pulled me to him.  As his
hand ravaged my left breast and nipple, his mouth found my right nipple.
 He sucked and gently tugged on my tit with his teeth.  The gentle
manipulation caused me to cum, squirting all over his thighs.

“You’re a squirter, huh?”

“Yeah, we’re gonna make a big mess before I’m done with you tonight.”

“Is that a promise?” he asked as he clamped his lips around my left
nipple now, his hand working it’s way down my stomach to my cunt.  I
thrust my hips closer to Anthony, letting him know I’m game for anything
he decides to do.  His thumb found my clit, and I moaned into the top
of his head, digging my nails into the back of his neck.  The sudden
sharpness of my nails made him bite down on my nipple, sending further
waves of pleasure throughout my body.  I arched my back, threw my head
back, and begged for him to shove his long, muscular fingers into my
cunt.

Quick as a rabbit, he whirled me around so I was flat on my back on his
bed.  He got between my knees and said, “I can do better than that.”

As his thumb worked my clit in little circles, his fingers spread apart
my pussy lips.  Slowly, I felt his middle finger slide in my love hole,
inch my agonizing inch.  As soon as he was knuckle deep, he inserted
another finger…then another…all equally slow as the first.  I could feel
the convulsing orgasm already starting to take hold of me.  I closed my
eyes, thrust my hips down onto his fingers, and growled like a cat in
heat.

Oh, yes! I want to feel more. Need to feel more of this sexy man inside me!

The next thing I knew, his tongue was replacing his thumb.  I could feel
it flicker against my sensitive, swollen clit.  Pussy juice was running
down his hand, all the way to his elbow.  Without a moment’s notice, he
started sucking my clit without abandon and his fingers jack hammered
in and out of me with a skill you wouldn’t believe.

It’s almost like this guy watches you finger yourself.  He knows exactly what you want, Lexi!

I was in heaven.  My hands flew to my breasts, playing with my nipples,
moaning and screaming in pleasure as this Greek God gave my pussy the
best finger bashing and tongue lashing I’ve ever experienced.

Feeling the heat rising from deep within, I started panting.  I could
feel the pleasure, the bliss, working its way to the surface.  The
animal within me was begging to get out.  Like a wild beast trying to
escape from a cage.  The waves of pleasure started soaring.  My toes
curled.  My hands flew from my breasts to the back of Anthony’s head and
pushed his face into my pussy juice squirting cunt.  I had orgasm after
orgasm until my mind became mush.

Spent, my body went limp.  Anthony looked up at me with the biggest
smile on his face I had ever seen.  Pussy juice dripped from his chin,
from his nose.  He licked his lips as I handed him whatever blanket my
hand found first.  He wiped his face clean and collapsed on top of me.

Breathing heavier than I was, Anthony asked, “Are you ready for round two?”

“Only if I get to call the shots,” was all that I replied.

“How do you want me?”  That sexy twinkle was back in his eyes.

“Lie down, on your back, and don’t move a muscle. Let me do all the
work.” I flashed him the most evil yet seductive grin I could manage.

Smiling like a kid in a candy store, he lay down where I had just been
laying and I straddled his hips.  Rubbing my pussy up and down his
hardening shaft was helping the process go a little quicker.   His cock
was getting rock hard and my pussy was dripping all over him.

His hands found my hips and held on while I inserted him into my love
tunnel.  As I slid down, inch by inch, both of our faces contorted into
looks of pure bliss.  A sigh of pleasure escaped my lips as I slowly
rocked my body back and forth against his.  I dug my nails into his
wide, muscular chest as I picked up speed.  He roamed to my tits and
felt the full weight of them in his hands, rubbing his thumbs over my
sensitive nipples.  Leaning up, he licked and sucked on them as I
continued picking up speed on his massive manhood.

The bed was squeeking loudly and banging against the wall by the time we
got to our perfect speed.  Moans of pleasure and ecstasy flowed from
our mouths from somewhere deep within.  His rock hard cock sliding in
and out of my wet cunt was driving me wild with lust.  Feeling his hands
work down to my thighs, I leaned my body back toward his feet and
arched my back.  My hands were on either side of his knees and his hands
inched back up to my hips.  I could feel his thumbs moving toward each
other, on either side of my engorged clit.  His fingers fanned over my
hips.  Finally, his thumbs met on top of my love button and moved in
tiny circles, driving me into oblivion.

As my orgasm built up harder and faster, I thrust myself equally as hard
and fast so Anthony’s cock flew in and out of my pussy with ease.  My
juices started flowing like a waterfall, drenching Anthony and the bed
beneath him.

“I’m gonna cum!” he exclaimed.

I screamed.

Together, we released ourselves into each other.  I felt his seed
squirting deep into my womb as my cunt juice exploded all over him.

I collapsed on top of Anthony, feeling his heart pounding against my
cheek.  We lay just holding each other, panting to catch our breath.  
After what felt like hours, I looked up at him and kissed him with all
the passion I had left in me.  This was the first time our lips met
tonight.  I could taste myself on his lips, as I’m sure he could taste
himself on me.  Our tongues entwined as we indulged ourselves in the
most passionate kiss I have ever experienced in my whole life.

Looking into his eyes I said, “When you’re ready, doggie style is actually my favorite.”

We’ve only just begun.

Fantasies Fulfilled

Short Story

Everyone has sexual fantasies; men and women alike. But few ever have
the chance to act on their fantasies. Oh, some may be lucky enough to
have one fulfilled, occasionally, but generally speaking, they will
remain just a fantasy.

My wife and I were married fairly young; she was eighteen and I was
twenty one, so our sexual experience was somewhat limited. We were
fortunate, however, in that neither of us was too “hung up” on taboos,
so we willingly experimented with each other and learned what each liked
and didn’t like, and over time, we settled into a comfortable sexual
routine. That, of course, can either be a good or bad thing. In our
particular situation, it never caused a problem because frankly, neither
of us ever found anyone more attractive and interesting than each
other. Still, we each had our fantasies, and from time to time, would
use them to enhance an evening’s sexual pleasures by simply talking
about them.

For example, my wife would set the bedroom up with candles and scents,
lead me blindfolded to the bed, and would begin to massage me with oils
until I was good and aroused, then as she slowly masturbated me, she
would describe, in exquisite detail, one of her sexual fantasies. The
visual image of her being pleasured by someone else was enough to bring
me to the peak and eventually explode in orgasm. Likewise, I would do
much the same with her by wining and romancing her; touching and feeling
her body; licking her secret places and finally, slowly fucking her
while describing one of my sexual fantasies. She would climax, often
more than once, as I described exactly what I would like to experience.

We had two terrific kids, a boy and a girl, who were just entering their
teens, and of course, they knew that mom and dad enjoyed sex. We made a
point of educating them about the facts of life, but did not involve
them in our sexual pleasures. From time to time, we would occasionally
get away for a romantic weekend to Las Vegas, Sedona or another location
where we could relax and fuck our brains out. Such a getaway was
planned for my 39th birthday, and my wife promised she was going to make
it memorable for me. We packed the kids off to Grandma’s and headed for
Sin City and the bright lights. We checked into our hotel, and I
started to make dinner reservations when my wife stopped me and, with a
smile, told me she had already taken care of it. Six o’clock rolled
around and we were dressed up for our night out.

We dressed casually, as everything in Vegas is now casual, and headed
down to the lobby. I was going to have our car brought around, but
again, my wife told me we had another ride, and at that moment, a
stretch limo pulled up and the driver came around and opened the door
and showed us in. My wife kissed me and said “Have a great night. Happy
Birthday, sweetheart” and with a smile, turned around and headed back
into the hotel. The driver had a grin on his face as he held the door,
and indicated I should climb in. I did so, and was greeted by two of the
cutest young Oriental females I had ever laid eyes on. I think they
were Japanese and they were twins! They couldn’t have been over twenty
years old; each was like a porcelain doll, with long black hair, perfect
skin and each was wearing one of those oriental style dresses with the
high collars and the slit up the side to the waist. I followed their
directions and settled into the seat between the two of them, and they
began to hand feed me bites of food and sips of Sake`, all while very
subtly touching me on the chest, thighs and arms in a very intimate way.

As we drove, one kneeled up on the seat beside me and leaned over and
kissed me, offering her tongue in the process, which I redily accepted.
We no more than broke that kiss than the other climbed up and repeated
the act, proving she was just as sweet and tasty as her sister. I’m not
certain how long we drove, but the car pulled up to a beautiful home
that was a ranch style from the 1950’s, but which was somewhat secluded
on a large property that was very nicely landscaped and hidden from its
neighbors by a high hedge completely around the property. I had
absolutely no idea where we were.

The door opened, and again, the chauffer stood aside as the lovely
ladies pulled me along and into the house, which was magnificently
furnished. We proceeded along a hallway and into a huge bedroom with an
ultra king-sized bed, and sitting area that also appeared to have a full
wet bar and just outside a set of sliding arcadia glass doors was a
lighted Jacuzzi with its own privacy wall. The girls began to undress
me, and before long, I was nude and standing there with a hard on,
living not one, but two of my fantasies. One, of course, had been to
make love to an Oriental woman (I don’t know why, but I just find them
to be extremely sexy), and the second was to be with two women at the
same time (probably every male’s fantasy). The ladies were out of their
dresses in a flash, and not surprisingly, were completely naked
underneath.

They led me outside and into the Jacuzzi tub, which was a perfect
temperature, and for the next hour, we kissed and felt and fingered and
touched and tasted to our heart’s content. Then we got out of the hot
tub and they carefully dried me off, even licking the moisture from my
cock, then led me into the bedroom. These girls were absolutely perfect;
high taut breasts with firm, delicate nipples; pubic hair that was
trimmed short, but still fully covering the vaginal area (which seems to
be the Oriental style, and opposed to the current style of shaving or
waxing most pubic hair away, which my wife does), but it still revealed
moist pink slits and small buttons of their clits. One of them lay down
and opened her legs for me, and I proceeded to go down on her and began
licking and tongue fucking her while her sister caressed her breasts. It
wasn’t long before she began to moan softly and her hips began to buck,
and I slipped my finger in her cunt and felt her contractions and
tasted her juices as she came against my lips. One of my favorite sexual
turn-ons is a woman’s orgasm. I love to watch them, and any porn video
I’ve ever watched without a legitimate female climax is a total waste,
in my opinion.

I rolled over on my back to rest, and they proceeded to bring me more
sake and another trey of snacks, including oysters on the half shell,
one of my favorites. My cock had been hard and seeping pre-cum all
evening, and from time to time, one of the girls would lick me clean,
and I would promptly harden again. After a break of about fifteen
minutes, the second (I think it was the other one, anyway) lay down on
the bed with her legs spread, and it was clear I was to please her as I
had her sister. I proceeded to lick her thighs and work my way up to her
pussy, which was soaking wet. I put her legs over my shoulders and
really went to work on her private area, including tonguing her anal
area, and it wasn’t long before she also began to buck and moan and
released a powerful orgasm which may have been even stronger than her
sister’s.

I rolled over on my back and began to catch my breath, and the other
girl began to gently wipe my face and mouth with a warm cloth, then
leaned over and began to kiss me again, with her tongue playing in my
mouth and her nails stroking my chest and nipples. At the same time, I
felt lips and tongue caressing my cock and licking my balls as my cock
began to throb. I didn’t want to come by hand or with a blow job
tonight. I wanted to fuck each of these sweet pussies and I hoped they
were as tight and responsive as my fantasy led me to believe. I pulled
the girl who was kissing me to the side and rolled over on top of her
and she raised her knees as she spread her legs and gave me full and
immediate access to that young pussy. She may have been fucked many
times, but as I entered that gorgeous cunt, it was tight and throbbing,
just as in my fantasy. I began to stroke, long and steady and deep as I
could reach, and her sister knelt beside me, tonguing my ear and
caressing me balls and anus. It took very little time before I exploded
into her pussy and she squeezed every drop from my cock before I rolled
off. The other girl was there almost immediately with a warm washcloth
to clean me up while her sister went into the bathroom and douched my
cum from her insides.

In a few short minutes, we were back in the hot tub, relaxing and they
were feeding me again and I was sipping sake once more and they were
kissing me and letting me feel their bodies and touch them in any way I
wanted. We played and teased for about an hour and I was finally aroused
once more, and we moved to the bed. It was the second girl’s turn and
she lay down and spread herself for me. I smiled, leaned over and kissed
her, but then rolled her onto her stomach and lifted her hips and moved
behind her to take her doggy style. She understood immediately, and
opened herself for me and I entered her without difficulty. I love
fucking doggy style; it gives me access to a deep penetration and I can
watch her little sphincter twitch as I thrust in and out, and of course,
I can fondle her ass and tits as I pump her. The sister was helping by
fondling my balls and gently scratching her nails over my sack and over
my anus as I pumped. I held her hips tight and soon felt my jism rise
again, and thrust as deeply as I could to empty myself completely. I
collapsed on the bed and this time, I was really spent. Once more, I
felt gentle hands and a warm cloth cleaning my groin and I closed my
eyes and dozed off.

When I awoke, the ladies were dressed and sitting on the bed beside me.
They each kissed me, then helped me get dressed and led me out to the
limo that was parked out front. I climbed in and they got in beside me.
We kissed and laughed all the way back to my hotel, and I’m still not
certain where that house was. My wife was waiting up for me, though it
was well after midnight, and she asked me how my “present” was. I smiled
and kissed her and told her I loved her, which I did…very much.

That was three years ago, and now, it’s my wife’s 39th birthday. As you
might imagine, I have schemed and researched the possibilities ever
since she treated me, and I wanted to make certain she got as good as
she gave, if not more so. I located a service, on line, that promised to
fulfill fantasies, etc. and took a trip (alone) one weekend to check
them out. I was finally satisfied they could provide what I wanted and
made the arrangements. One of the curious things to me about my special
night out was that I never saw the bill or the cost. Somehow, my wife
had paid for it and left no trail. I had been doing the same thing for
the past three years. I had a “secret” stash that I had been funding,
sort of like a Christmas Club, and she would never see the cost. I was
shown a portfolio of male companions and picked two that I was certain
my wife would enjoy, based upon the types of men she seemed to be
attracted to (other than me, of course).

Once again we made reservations in Las Vegas, and if she suspected
anything other than a nice night out with me, she never let on. On her
birthday, we got dressed to go out, and she had dressed sexy as hell,
fully intending to seduce me and get laid for her birthday, I’m sure. We
went to the valet area, and just as before, instead of our car pulling
up, a limo pulled in and the driver came around and opened the door. My
wife looked at me with a smile, but I just grinned, kissed her and
wished her a happy birthday. She climbed in and the limo pulled away.

I proceeded to get our car and drove to a nearby building where the
fantasy firm was headquartered, and quickly went inside. They had a
private screening room set up for me; one of the “extras” they provided
was live video coverage of the evening including a DVD for later
enjoyment. They “guaranteed” that no other copies would be made and that
the original recording would be deleted, once I was satisfied with the
result.

I got there just as the limo was arriving at its destination, and the
feed from inside the limo showed my wife kissing one man and the other
stroking her knee and thigh while kissing her shoulder. They broke and
she was giggling and laughing, obviously enjoying herself. I saw the one
who had kissed her brush his hand over her breast, very casually, and I
knew she was loving this, because her fantasy was to be seduced by two
men (just as I had wanted two women), but not to be mauled by them, but
rather to be touched and gently fondled and played with and slowly be
made love to, over and over. My wife is multi orgasmic, and as long as
she doesn’t get too sore, she can cum repeatedly all night long. The two
men were both in their twenties and were tall and athletic. I am 6’1”
and 200 pounds, but each of the boy toys I had selected for my wife was
taller and slightly leaner than I was.

After they exited the car, a few minutes passed and then the scene
shifted to a bedroom view, and four different screens showed various
views of the room and the bed, which was also greatly oversized (where
do they get these beds?). One view was from directly overhead, and I
could tell from the various views that nothing would be left to the
imagination. The three of them came into the room, and all were laughing
and seemed relaxed. One man came up behind her and put his arms around
her and began kissing and nuzzling her neck and I saw him begin to
unbutton her blouse, fondling her breasts as he did so, while the other
moved to the bar and poured her a flute of Champaign which he brought
over to her, just as her blouse was completely off, revealing a very
sexy half cup bra.

She took the Champaign and sipped it, while her skirt was undone and
dropped to the floor. She was wearing bikini panties, but it wasn’t long
before the panties and bra were gone, and each of the men undressed, as
well. Both were very well built and were hung like horses, and for a
moment, I felt a pang of jealousy and even fear that my wife might be
disappointed when she returned home. Then I laughed to myself, and
realized that they were no threat to me. I watched as one man took her
in his arms and kissed her and lifted her up so she could wrap her naked
legs around his body, his stiffened cock thrust between her legs and
showing between her buttocks as though she were riding on it. He lay her
down on the bed, and still kissing her, began to fondle her breasts and
stomach while his companion knelt between her legs and began to lick
her, starting at her ankles and slowly working his way up the insides of
her legs, alternating from one to the other as he moved higher. My wife
had her legs spread wide open and I could see her vaginal opening and
she was wet and her juices were dripping down her buttocks. The camera
zoomed in and I could see her pussy lips pulsating from the stimulation
she was receiving at both ends.

When the man between her legs reached her pussy, and his tongue snaked
out to gently stroke her clit, his partner seemed to know exactly where
he was and moved his lips down to my wife’s breasts and began to kiss
and suckle them. In less than thirty seconds, I saw her hips jump and
her stomach muscles contract, and she had her first climax of the
evening. They kept her going for about a half dozen contractions, and
then eased up slowly letting her relax. The man between her legs got up
and moved to the bar and I knew he was preparing some crackers and
caviar and another glass of Champaign, since that is what I arranged,
but then I saw the other man kneel up on the bed and lift my wife’s head
to his crotch, and watched as she took his huge cock in her mouth and
began to slide her lips up and down on it, as far as it would go down
her throat. My cock was throbbing, just watching this, and I wanted to
charge in there and take over, but I knew this was about her pleasure
and not my own.

As soon as the caviar and Champaign arrived, she disengaged herself from
the one cock and they hand fed her a bite of caviar and a sip of
Champaign, until she had finished one flute of the Champaign. Then the
second man approached her from the side and held his cock out for her
and she leaned over and took it down her throat while his companion
removed the glasses and dishes. Neither man had cum in her mouth, nor
had I really expected them to, but I knew my wife well enough to know
that she really liked sucking cock and it really turned her on. They
both laid her back on the bed, and spread her legs and one of them
mounted her and slid his cock into her waiting pussy. He lifted her legs
up and over his shoulders and thrust deeply, and I saw the slack look
of pleasure come over my wife’s face as he penetrated her depths. He
pumped in and out, slowly and steadily, and then his companion moved up
beside her face and turned her head so he could put his cock into her
mouth as his companion fucked her. This was too much for her and I saw
her body begin to quiver and her hips bucked as she began to climax once
again. The absolute pleasure that reflected on her face as she climaxed
this second time was enough to cause me cum in my pants, just from
watching. Once again, both men kept her climax going for a half minute
or more, before gently letting her come down. They obviously had
excellent self control and knew exactly what they were doing. I was
jealous, again.

They lay on each side of her and just stroked and kissed her, and all
three would laugh and she would giggle from time to time, but they kept
her turned on, up and down, over and over. After a while, one of them
got up and pulled my wife up to a sitting position, and then the other
rolled her over on her hands and knees and knelt behind her and took her
from behind, doggy style. I knew that she loved being fucked like this,
because I could get so much deeper and even touch her cervix with the
head of my cock. After seeing the size of her boy toy, there was no
doubt that he would be bruising her cervix something serious. As he
began to fuck her in this way, the other man moved to her head, and she
opened her mouth to receive his huge cock. I watched as both men began
to fuck in a rhythm at each end of my wife’s body. Even as huge as the
cocks were, she was taking almost all of one down her throat, and I
could see the other end was being slammed home completely, as well. The
one who was fucking her pussy was also fingering her anus, which I also
knew she liked, and it wasn’t long before she was in the throes of
another climax. I saw her face scrunch up and she released the cock in
her mouth and her whole body contracted as her orgasm hit and it was
powerful enough to force the cock out of her pussy, and she collapsed
onto the bed gasping for breath.

I wasn’t sure how much more she could take for one night, but I didn’t
think she was through, just yet, even though she was temporarily worn
out. All three rested for a bit, sipped more Champaign, and then began
again. This time, one of the men lay on the bed and she knelt between
his thighs and began to go down on him, and the other got behind her and
began to doggy fuck her again. I thought the men had switched positions
from the prior session, so a new cock was in each opening, though I’m
not sure she could tell the difference at this point. The one doggy
fucking her began to push his finger in her ass, and she was pushing
back against it; then, to my surprise, he pulled his cock from her pussy
and pushed it against her anus. I had never fucked my wife in the ass;
it was simply something that never appealed to me, and I wasn’t certain
how she would react. This had not been part of the “briefing” I had
given them.

Much to my surprise, she allowed him to continue to attempt penetration
of her asshole, and after a few thrusts, he succeeded, and slowly worked
his cock deeper and deeper with each thrust. My wife, meanwhile, was
going to town sucking and stroking the cock in front of her, and I could
see that this companion was beginning to react to the intense
treatment. His body stiffened and he announced he was cumming as he
reached out and held my wife’s face in place as his load shot down her
throat. A few globs of his cum leaked from the corners of her mouth, but
she managed to swallow most of his load.

Meanwhile, her butt fucker was speeding up his thrusts, and from the
look on his face was about to get his rocks off, as well. My wife was
also beginning to climax, yet again. This time from having her ass
fucked. My cock was raging hard, and I couldn’t wait to fuck my lovely
wife. She began to scream in ecstasy as her orgasm hit, and I saw the
man with his cock in her ass thrusting hard and deep and he was cumming
in her at the same time. I was exhausted just from watching this going
on. They had been at it for almost two hours and I wasn’t sure how much
longer it might last. They all collapsed on the bed, and I was wishing I
could join them. I saw them all get up and head out of the room, and
then the camera scene shifted and showed them in a huge bathroom. One
man turned on the shower and they were all laughing and talking until
the water had warmed, and then all three got in the shower and the two
men began washing my wife down from head to toe. I saw one of them lift a
douche bottle from a receptacle, and my wife began to douche herself
thoroughly. One of the men put his arms around her from behind and began
kissing her over her shoulder while his hands were playing with her
pussy and breasts. The second man knelt in front of her and began to
lick her clit and pussy, and for a moment, she tried to stop them. But
then she relaxed, and it wasn’t long before her body shuddered with
another orgasm. I heard her laugh and then say “Enough”. Apparently, she
was satiated for the evening. They dried her off, and returned to the
bedroom and helped her dress and an hour later she walked into our hotel
room.

She threw her arms around my neck and gave me a huge wet kiss, and
whispered she loved me. I told her I loved her too, and once again,
wished her a Happy Birthday. I figured she was done for the night, but
as we crawled into bed, she rolled over on top of me and straddled my
waist and slipped my cock into a soaking wet pussy that was a bit looser
than I remembered, and she began to ride me hard while she whispered in
my ear about the incredible sex she had just experienced. I climaxed in
no time at all, and her pussy just milked me dry, as she whispered
“thank you” over and over.

A few days later, I received the DVD of my wife’s birthday celebration,
and we have watched it several times together while we fuck ourselves
silly. This was but the first of several fantasies that we fulfilled for
each other. It has kept our marriage fresh, and after all, since these
are only fantasies, there is no need for jealousy at all. I love my
wife!            

Fucking the teacher

This is a story about my first teaching job at a school in England.  I’d
just finished teacher training in my native Australia and I’d planned
to travel around the world a bit working and living in different
countries before returning to Australia to settle down, marry and have
children.

I was in my late 20’s at the time, and even if I say so myself the
opposite sex always found me attractive and I never had trouble getting
boyfriends or getting laid whenever I felt horny.  I worked out in the
gym religiously 4 or 5 times a week, and I had a slim, athletic figure,
nicely proportioned breasts and a firm ass.  

My first job in England, was in an all-boys college teaching history to
young men in the 17 and 18 year age group before they went off to
university.  The first few weeks and months were a trying time, as I
said before I never had any trouble attracting the opposite sex and even
though I made an effort not to dress too sexy at school, most of the
students were full of teen hormones and quite plainly enjoyed trying to
get a sneaky look either down my top or up my skirt whenever they could
when I was sat down!  I sometimes used to tease them by crossing or
un-crossing my legs, never showing them more than a glimpse of thigh and
of course I enjoyed the attention… which girl wouldn’t?

Anyway, the first few weeks passed by and before I knew it I’d been
there 4 months.  The only sad thing was that I’d split with my
boyfriend, who’d decided to return to Australia.  I went into work one
ordinary Thursday morning feeling quite horny not having had any action
for a couple of weeks, even my favourite vibrator hadn’t managed to do
the trick the previous evening.  Also angry and sad at my relationship
break up, I was on the hunt for some revenge action.

Just before lunchtime, I was teaching the usual class and one of the
older students Jem who would have been 17 or 18 was being a pain in the
ass being noisy and disruptive.  I moved him to the front of the class
hoping that’d stop the disruption.  It worked for a bit, and then he
dropped his pencil on the floor.  As he bent down to pick it up, I
noticed the little fucker looking up my skirt!  I clamped my legs closed
indignantly, and shouted at him that he was to return after his last
class of the day for an hour, a standard punishment when students
mis-behaved.  

As I said, I was feeling a little bit horny anyway and I was almost
ashamed when my pussy gave a little twitch.  I found myself looking at
him, he was a good looking guy I must admit.  Slender and athletic, he
must’ve worked out and played sport.  I began to actually get a little
bit turned on at the thought of him, and the feeling wouldn’t leave me
for the rest of the day.  By the time the end of the day came round, I’d
actually got quite hot for him.  

I stopped at the staff toilets on the way back to the class to see Jem
for his hours detention at the end of the day. I looked at myself in the
mirror, and made up my mind.  I was feeling horny as hell.  I
touched-up my make up and daubed some bright red lipstick across my
mouth.  I was wearing a black summer dress, which was probably a little
bit shorter than a teacher should wear.  I’m ashamed to admit it, but I
went into the cubicle to remove my panties as well, and I felt sexy as
hell as I made my way down the hall into the classroom.  

Jem was sitting at the same desk as earlier when I went into the room,
and he stood as I entered the room as all students were instructed to do
so.  I told him to sit, and make a start on the assignment which had
been set earlier that day.  I sat at my own desk and pretended to go
over some paperwork, but I was feeling more and more turned on as I
watched him with his head bent over his books working away.

I walked over and sat on the edge of his desk, and as I sat down and
shifted my position the hem of my short, black dress rode up over my
legs.  The contrast between the black cotton and my creamy-smooth white
thigh was stunning.  He looked up at me.

“You know if you’d wanted to look up my skirt today, you only had to ask don’t you?” I said.  

“Ma’am I… I…” he stuttered and went bright red.

I reached out, took his hand and placed it on my inner thigh.  

“Does that feel good?” I asked him.  

He never said a word, but he began stroking my leg.  It felt nice, but I
became a little impatient and guided his wrist up my skirt towards my
now-moist crotch.  No words were said, as I guided his fingers to the
opening of my pussy.  He was quite clumsy and obviously in-experienced,
but he finally managed to work two fingers into my opening, which gave a
little squelch.

A little sigh of pleasure escaped my lips, as he gently began to work
back and forth, finger-fucking me right there on the desk.  He hoisted
my skirt up around my waist as he became bolder, and continued to work
away at my pussy.  

“Does that feel good Jem?” I half said and half gasped.  

“Mmm, so soft and warm,” he cooed.  "Almost like velvet,“ he added as he
continued to work me.  He was mesmerized, quite unable to believe his
good fortune at my wantonness.

I reached down to stroke my clit, as my pussy squelched around his
exploring fingers.  The lips and soft velvety walls clinging to him,
willing him on and almost sucking him in to explore and probe deeper.  I
felt myself starting to cum, and a glorious wave of orgasm flowed
through me, making me shimmy and shake with  desire for this young stud.

He stopped then, pulling his fingers out of me and licked my juices off
of them.  I didn’t say a word, I just stood up pulling my skirt back
down over my modesty.  I led him by the hand out of the classroom, down
the hallway to my little private office.  I locked the door, turned
towards him and still without a word I kissed him full on the mouth.  He
responded eagerly, his tongue snaking into my own mouth as we
french-kissed hungrily, my lipstick leaving little red smudges on him.

His cock sprang to attention in his trousers, I could feel his ardour
pressing hard against me making me horny as hell for him.  I slopped
another couple of sexy little kisses onto his mouth, but I wanted to
taste him.  

I sank to my knees, and fumbled with his belt and trousers pulling them
and his boxer shorts down over his legs.  A large, eager cock that must
have been 7 or 8 inches long sprang up like an iron bar almost hitting
me in the face.  I grinned and kissed the tip, tasting his warm,
slightly salty pre-cum.  He groaned out loud as I slipped as much of his
glorious cock into my mouth as I could.  I got about two thirds of his
length into my mouth, before the tip hit my throat.  I formed a perfect
"O” shape with my lips and slid them back along his cock, leaving a sexy
pinky-red smear of lipstick along his shaft.  I repeated this action a
few times, and began bobbing my head up and down, ministering to him
with my mouth slurping all around his length. I felt his hands go down
to the back of my head, guiding me, steering me; his slender waist and
hips beginning to hump against my face. His breathing quickened and
deepened – he was close to cumming.  

And cum he did.

He bellowed his orgasm as his hips bucked hard against my face. As I
fondled his balls with my fingers I felt them retract slightly as a
salty rope of sperm sloshed out of his balls splashed across my tongue
and down into my throat. I’d just managed to swallow it, as he bucked
again and his cock fired another thick salty glob of cum into my mouth,
and another, and another.   It pulsed 5 or 6 times and I feasted on his
sperm, milking his balls of every last drop.  Owing to the sheer size
and power of his eruption (for that’s what it was, an eruption) some
sperm leaked out of my mouth, down my chin and onto my chest leaving
silvery little strings of cum stain on my black summer dress.

He finished his orgasm, panting hard and I kept his lenth in my mouth
feeling it first soften, and then it soon began to harden again… he
wanted more!

I stood up and sat him down on the stool in my office.  I looked down at
his cock, it was smeared with the remains of my lipstick and saliva
mixed with some of the sperm form his orgasm.  It stood up proudly,
jutting up from his groin, almost demanding it was given further
attention.

“Do you want some pussy now?” I asked him.

He just nodded as I hoisted my skirt up around my waist again, and
hovered my pussy just above the tip of his eager young cock.  My fingers
gripped his cock firmly yet gently around his girth, as I ran the tip
gently against my now-throbbing pussy.  His cock was big by any stretch
of the imagination, but the girth and thickness was as big as I’d
probably ever seen.  I slipped the head into my pussy gently, and slid
slowly down over him, allowing my pussy to recover to his width as I
went.  My pussy lips stretched wide, and the velvety lining began to
moisten to help him in.  Even so, I had to go slow as he was fairly well
endowed!  Eventually, I had all of him inside me except his final 2
inches.  I was panting like a bitch on heat as I gently rocked on him,
trying to open myself even wider to accommodate all of him.  My pussy
squelched indignantly, as she finally gave in and I dropped down onto
his lap, his fall length inside me.  

We french-kissed again as I began gently rocking on him, I slid up his
cock now moist with my juices and gently back down, again taking his
full length and girth deep into my belly.  My pussy began to stretch and
acclimatize to his size I began to ride him slowly and gingerly at
first, but eventually faster and faster.  Soon I was riding him with
wild abandon, and his thighs began to pump up against me and meet me
thrust for thrust, forcing the tip of his cock into the deepest recesses
of my sex.  I felt myself beginning to climax again, and a wave of
pleasure swept over my entire body, making my pussy pulse and cord all
around his length.  He gasped loudly, and his hips bucked hard against
me forcing his entire length deep inside me.  As he did, I felt a hot
blast of sperm fire up deep into my belly and womb and then another.  He
writhed hard in ecstasy, and another 3 battalions of hungry sperm
swarmed deep into my belly to lay siege to my unprotected egg.

We sat and caressed and kissed for a little while afterwards, but a
little awkwardly now.  We had briefly been lovers, but were now just
student and teacher again.

I left the college afterwards, and am now working in America… who
knows, I could be coming to a college near you next!            

Love Lost, Love Found

Short Story

Mary was only a year younger than me. We met at a friends birthday party
in my sophomore year. I instantly had a crush on the girl with short
blond pigtails and braces. Mary had a soft voice and was hard to hear
while in the party so we sat outside by the rivers edge and talked.  
Mary’s mother picked her up a little before the party officially ended
and I didn’t see her again for four years ironically it was at another
party.

Mary had grown up and filled out a lot over the last four years and I
almost didn’t recognize her when I first saw her. The party was a
graduation party for one of my ex-girlfriends named Shannon, we had
remained friends but once I got to the party I realized I was only
invited so she could make me jealous.  Shannon kept her new boyfriend
attached to her by the elbow at all times and introduced him to me as
“My new boyfriend Brent, he is a Sophomore in college.”

I laughed at the introduction and shook his hand as I remembered filling
Shannon’s mouth with my cum a few months earlier. I broke up with
Shannon because she constantly talked about her ex-boyfriends and how
they could make her cum by doing various things to her body. Now if
Shannon was so desperate to make me jealous she must be doing the same
thing with Brent explaining the details of how I got her off to him
every night.

I found the kitchen and saw a dark blue mini skirt first. Short blond
hair was tucked behind her ears led down a thin neck to bare shoulders
under a very tight  hot pink tank top that showed a very revealing mid
drift. Her legs were smooth thin and long with bare feet. Stunned by the
gorgeous girl, I stared feeling my penis tingle and begin to grow.
Another boy from the party slammed into my right shoulder bringing us
both back to reality as he too had been stunned by the girl in the mini
skirt.

The soft voice sounded so familiar that I blurted out without thinking, “Marry?”

The beautiful girl turned to look at me her face was long and full with a
sharp jawline and high cheekbones. It was Marry but an older way more
sexually mature Marry, she wore thick black eyeliner that gave a sexy
deviant look to her colorless eyes. Her lips were bright red and smiled
wide after examining me for a few moments.

“Justin!” Mary shouted before leaping into my arms for a tight hug. The
boy who had run into me moments earlier ran from the kitchen sporting
bulging wood in his shorts.

“I can’t believe you are here,” Marry said taking a few steps back to
look at me again. Mary’s frontal view was as sexy as her back. The hot
pink tee shirt was cut short revealing the lower half of her large firm
breast and her abs were so well toned she had the shadow of a six pack.

“I can’t believe you are here either. You look amazing.” I said while
trying to delay the growing hard on in my own shorts. “I tried to get in
touch with you after that birthday party but they said you moved like a
week later.”

“Yeah, dad is a marine and we were shipped out to Florida the next
week.” Mary’s face dropped into shadow as she recalled the move. “I
tried to find you about a year ago when mom and I moved back to town but
couldn’t remember your last name.”

Mary and I poured two strong drinks from the kitchen counter and made
our way outside like we did all those years ago. There was no river or
dock this time just an over-crowded swimming pool but we managed to find
two chairs at a far corner with a stone table between them.

“So how do you know Shannon?” I asked taking a large gulp of the burning brown liquid to calm my nerves.

“Shannon? No, I know Brent,” Mary’s eyes darkened at the mention of his
name. “That ass hole invited me to this party to make me jealous. He
told me it was just a normal party, though he was going to…”

“Apparently they are both fuck tards then.”

“Both?” Mary asked after draining the cup in one go.

“Yeah, Shannon is my ex and it was apparent when I got here she was just trying to make me jealous.”

“Is it working?”

“Not anymore, I just ran into the girl I’ve been in love with for the
last four years,” I said with the unmistakable influence of the alcohol
before unwisely emptying my own cup.

Mary didn’t make any comments she just lowered her face and bit her
bottom lip in that cute way I remembered from years earlier. I could
easily imagine the glint of braces and two pigtails. The burning feeling
in my crotch that started when I first saw Mary in the blue skirt was
now spreading up my torso and down my legs with the aid of the
inhibition inhibiting alcohol, and from the look on Mary’s face it was
also working on her. The gravity of our two bodies seemed to increase
exponentially as we stared into each other’s eyes. When the wave of heat
hit my brain I couldn’t resist anymore, lunging at the bright red lips.
Mary responded with more force catching me in the middle and carrying
me backward over the chair and into the freshly mowed grass of the yard.
A distant cat call momentarily broke the passionate moment and then
faded into the white noise of pounding blood.

Mary had been my desire for years that I couldn’t accept the reality of
the moment and instead let my imagination carry me further away into
fantasy. My right hand found the back of Mary’s head and I laced my
fingers into her hair pulling her lips lighter to mine as our tongues
fought to increase the others pleasure. Fire erupted between our bodies
and I felt Mary’s hands sliding over my body pulling at my belt first
and then tugging my shirt up my chest. My free hand found the edge of
her skirt and pushed them down as I groped the round ass cheek below. My
erection ached with the painful pulsing of blood begging for attention,
never before had I received such a hard erection. Sure I’d had sex many
times before but something was different tonight with Mary. When Mary’s
finger pushed the zipper down on my shorts and rubbed not to gently the
length of my erection I screamed a moan of pleasure to the night
ignoring the situation and place we were in. The party had faded away
into a long forgotten dream replaced only by a pure sexual passion for
this bombshell girl. If this was a dream I never wanted to wake up
again.

Mary’s hair was falling free from her ears and becoming wild, the change
made her sexier like a wild majestic cat so I pulled her into my lips
again before tugging the hot pink tank top over her head tossing it
carelessly aside. Mary’s breasts were revealed to the world in there
perfect glory firm with large areolas and hard pencil like nipples. I
released her neck and pulled both of the amazing tits towards my mouth
squeezing, licking and sucking. Now it was Mary’s turn to scream out in
pleasure and I felt wetness spread over my cock soaking into my boxers
only then did I realize the pleasure that was racing from my throbbing
erection was Mary grinding her wet pussy into my hard on. Mary was naked
on top of me and had done her best to pull my clothes free but failed
with me still laying on them. I kicked off my shoes and leaned into
Mary’s chest still kissing at her exposed breasts as she pulled my
t-shirt away.

Mary kissed my lips again in a sweet loving kiss before pulling her body
away from mine. My passion and lust for the girl exploded inside me and
I longed for her to return to my touch. The effects of the alcohol
still dulled my thoughts but the faces of the many onlookers came into
focus for the briefest of moments. Many were smiling, clapping,
screaming and even a few were masturbating to the show. It was all still
white noise in my ears as the thundering of my own heart prevented me
from distinguishing any of it. Mary’s hand tugged hard on my shorts and
boxers and in one swift movement pulled them free of my legs tossing
them wildly into the crowd. My briefest of concerns of being nude on the
grass of my ex-girlfriends yard surrounded by hundreds of faces
watching me faded quickly when Mary’s firm tender hands touched my inner
thighs.

The heat and passion returned my focus to the beautiful girl before me
and reality faded back into the fantasy that was Mary and me. I watched
the sexy girl reach between her legs to rub her pussy retrieving a large
amount of her own cum that she used to lubricate my cock as she
stroked.

As Mary’s had stroked my long shaft I found my voice escaping once again without my control, “Oh god Mary that feels so good!”

Mary licked her smile and said, “I had no idea you would be so big, I hope I can fit it all inside.”

Inside. Inside? Inside! My mind boiled with the excitement of what many
variations of inside might mean before my lust exploded with renewed
vigor. Mary was stroking my cock but I wanted more, not just to feel my
pleasure but to also feel hers. I’m not entirely sure how it happened
but when I stood up Mary’s thighs were resting on my shoulders with her
dripping wet pussy inches from my nose. I didn’t usually eat girls out
preferring to finger fuck them into orgasms but Mary was different from
any other. The smell of her cum and wet pussy was intoxicating, driving
me mad with lust. I licked the wet slit from bottom to top or from her
top to bottom creating the screeching moan I longed to hear from Mary’s
lips. She still stroked my cock and though I couldn’t see her I imagined
her short hair dangling down as she stroked my large hard cock along
the side of her face. Licking and sucking on the tender flesh soon
brought another gentle wave of Mary’s fresh cum spilling over my chin
and into the crease of our bodies pressed together. This time, Mary’s
moans were muffled as she pulled the head of my cock into her mouth
starting to suck and lick further and further down on my hard shaft. My
arms were wrapped tightly around Mary’s waist holding her in the
vertical sixty-nine. The pleasure and time began to weaken my legs and
arms. I felt added pressure from Mary’s mouth as she took me deeper into
her throat than she had and wondered for a moment where it had come
from. My question was soon answered when the feel of many hands began to
touch my own flesh fondling my balls and pushing the back of my head
further into the pleasure between Mary’s legs. The many lust filled
onlookers had begun to participate in Mary and Is’ pleasure. Feelings of
excitement, anger, passion, and fear tore at me while the many hands
caressed groped and pinched at mine and Mary’s body. I tried to break
away and couldn’t as the crowd pressed in tightly. Mary’s lips and
tongue gave me no sense of panic from her as she continued to pleasure
my shaft with amazing ferocity. I, however, felt the oxygen getting thin
and my knees released on there own. I fell through the wave of hands
being passed from set to set until I was laying comfortably on a pile of
towels. Mary’s grip on my legs released and she continued the sucking
of my cock while stroking the shaft with one hand and massaging my ball
with the other. The many hands receded with final tweaks of my nipples
and a hard slap to Mary’s left butt cheek.

I flicked my tongue for a final time releasing the torrent of Mary’s cum
that came with each orgasm. Each time the girl spasmed on my tongue was
stronger and responded with larger amounts of cum splashing into my
mouth and over my face, chin, neck, and chest. I don’t know how long we
were held in that pleasure cycle, what I did know was that my pleasure
couldn’t be held back anymore, Mary’s blowjob was far too amazing to
resist any longer. I cried out from between Mary’s legs, “I’m cumming!”
Unsure as to what Mary would do with that information. I was pleasantly
surprised when I felt Mary’s head drop deep over my cock pressing the
head of my dick against the back of her throat moaning and vibrating the
orgasm from my cock. The cum exploded from my cock shooting hard
against the back of Mary’s throat. I heard her choke and gag at the
first and second shots of cum until she was forced to pull away keeping
just the tip of my cock between her lips. The next few loads of cum
filled Mary’s mouth despite her desperate attempts to swallow it all if
anything the sucking created by her swallowing forced, even more, cum
from my cock into her mouth. Mary’s mouth overflowed with cum dripping
from the red lips over my stiff shaft and down her chin. When I was
spent my head hit the towels and I gave a final loud moan.

The thunder of my heart beat faded slightly in my ears and the cheers
and clapping of the on looking crowd began to sound like distant
whispering. I knew they were there now, the mind-numbing effects of
alcohol nearly gone from my brain but I was still solely focused on
Mary’s beautiful body as it flexed folded and twisted off of me to rest
sitting next to me on the towels, she smiled at me with cum covered lips
and a deep look of satisfaction on her face.

I sat up and took Mary’s left breast into my right hand as I began to kiss and suck on her right shoulder up her neck.

“That was amazing!” Mary said in a sexual moan.

I pulled away from Mary’s neck and looked into her sexy colorless eyes,
it was like looking perfection in the face, “What do you mean was? I’m
not done with you yet?” Then sliding my free hand behind her neck and
lacing my fingers into her hair again I pulled her lips to mine. The
sweet salty taste of my cum assaulted my tongue with renewed fire and
passion. My erection never faded from exploding loads of cum into Mary’s
mouth and so I swung her onto my lap positioning her over my still wet
throbbing dick. Mary couldn’t speak but her moans of shock and surprise
were accompanied by wild flailing of her arms. The cum on hers and my
faces mixed attempting to glue us together. I left Mary’s sweet lips
kissing and sucking down her beautiful jaw and neck. The protesting
moans and flailing arms returned to passionate caressing and cries of
extasy. Marys left hand gripped the back of my head as her right held
tight to my left bicep. When the tip of my hard cock touched the wet
slit of Mary’s pussy she released a sigh of relief as would a person
dying of thirst getting a drink of cool water. Mary relaxed her legs
sliding further down my penis. Her cock was tight, wet and burning hot.
When her ass came to rest on my hips I could feel the head of my cock
pressed hard against the bottom of her channel and she screamed and wild
guttural scream of pleasure, pain, and passion. The world once again
faded into the sexual passion that was Mary and me, the extended fantasy
developing us and hiding our minds from anything but the pleasure of
each other’s bodies.

Mary rose up and down flexing her long slender legs and repeatedly
impaled herself on my hard cock. I explored her incredible body with my
hands, squeezing and groping her breasts and ass. I caressed, kissed,
and sucked on every inch of her I could reach until my fingers found the
soft wet bundle of flesh at the top of her pussy. My first touch made
Mary scream with another countless orgasm. I rubbed the pleasure button
as she drove herself down on my cock, drawing increasingly powerful
cries of pleasure from the lips of the most amazing girl I’d ever met.
The firm perky tits bounced pleasantly in front of my face still
glistening with my saliva and mixture of cum. I wanted everything this
amazing girl had to offer and soon was running her through every sex
position I could remember. I started with doggie style my hips slapping
against her nice round ass, then passionately kissing her neck as I
pumped my dick in and out of her burning hot pussy in the missionary
position.

Every cry of pleasure from Mary signaled a new change in position until I
lifted her up for her to wrap her legs around my waste. She pressed her
feet into my but cheeks to achieve enough lift to slide herself up and
down the now dripping wet shaft of my cock. I kissed this girl with
every ounce of passion and felt her final orgasm growing to excess with
my own.

Mary must have sensed my hesitation at cumming inside her and pulled
free of my lips just long enough to scream, “Don’t stop whatever you do
don’t pull out!”

I climaxed as she did, Mary’s feet slipped free driving herself fully
down on my hard shaft, I could feel her pussy tighten vice like on my
cock drawing out stream after stream of hot cum. I filled her pussy with
my hot sticky seed but the orgasm never seemed to stop. My testicles
were emptied of every drop of cum and our bodies continued responding to
each other by continuing the pleasure. My knees began to weaken as the
last spasms faded. Mary pulled free of my lips and smiled a wide pleased
smile, I held her for another moment to savor her body still held
tightly against mine, my cock still deep inside the pussy that was
dripping with my hot sticky cum.

Forceful hands contacted my left shoulder and I was suddenly air born
falling sideways. A blistering rush swallowed every nerve in my body as I
sank into icy depths. The sudden removal of oxygen nearly forced a
panic breath. Mary’s head soon emerged from the pools water beside me
and I looked up to see Shannon’s face contorted in rage screaming at me.

“Ruined my party, with this slut, you ass hole.” The rest of Shannon’s
rant was incoherent as she left for the house dragging Brent by his left
wrist behind her. Brent’s face stayed looking back at the pool with a
mixture of, panic, confusion, sadness, and terror. The many other guests
were gathering up there things and heading toward the exit obviously
accepting the fact the party was over. Several couples were left fucking
in the grass or behind a bush but soon finished with grunts of orgasms.

Mary’s laugh at the look on Brent’s face brought my attention back to
her. She was wet, having been just dunked in the pool, the dark makeup
around her eyes stayed fixed but the red lips were back to Mary’s
natural rosy color. The short blond hair hung down in string clusters
dripping water back into the pool. She looked even sexier naked and wet.

“Can I give you a ride home?” I asked.

Mary smiled and nodded with that cute innocent girl nod. It was amazing
how she could be both the cute girl next door and the hot sexy goddess
at the same time. We climbed out of the pool and attempted to find our
clothes. Mary’s hot pink tank top was lost or stolen and my cum soaked
boxers were also missing. I put my shorts on commando and gave Mary my
t-shirt to wear.

“So does this mean you are my boyfriend?” Mary asked signing the back of my hand with her phone number.

“I’ll be anything you want.”

“Oh, role playing! Kinky!” Mary said before kissing my cheek and leaning
in close to my ear to whisper. “I’ll see you tomorrow lover, I love you
too.”

The whispered words caused another immediate orgasm inside me. If I had
any cum left in me I would have jizzed the inside of my shorts. I
watched Mary until she disappeared behind the front door of her house
appreciating every step she took walking away. I was the luckiest guy in
the world but the drive home was a mixture of elation and dread.
Shannon would want payback for what happened at her party. Even though
we were broken up and she was dating Brent I knew she still wouldn’t let
it go.

First Black

Short Story

I’m 19, 5ft 10 and 112 pounds, white South African, Dutch decent, my
parents moved us to the U.S. when I was three.  I work part time in a
shop and I am an aspiring model.  I have an agent for booking modeling
jobs and so far I have worked with 5 photographers and done shoots for
local stores and shows but nothing really special, this is the story of
my first ‘unofficial’ assignment.

The last ‘official’ shoot I did was for a motorcycle magazine, a couple
of weeks later that photographer phoned me and said he had a private
commission so no need to tell my agent.  A client was interested in me
doing some work, “he wants nude shots, I know you say no nudes but he’ll
pay double for a test shoot, if that’s okay and he’ll pay double again
for a full set.”

I told him I’d have to talk to my boyfriend about it and that I’d get back to him.

I wouldn’t feel comfortable doing nude, my body is ok but I’m too slim,
not skinny but tall and slender that doesn’t have the shape for nude
photography.  My boyfriend tells me I have a great body but I know he’s
biased.  I didn’t want to do it and I thought that my boyfriend would
feel the same way.

Just like I thought, my boyfriend didn’t want me to but an hour later
when the landlord came round threatening eviction if we didn’t pay up by
the end of the week we realized how badly we needed money.  We owed
some back rent, if we didn’t pay by Friday we’d be on the street.  It
was the only way we could get the cash in time.

At the studio I was paid up front, in cash thank God, then Dave, the
photographer poured me a Bakers, there was a lot of it and it was strong
but I needed something to quiet my nerves.  He asked me to dress in a
sarong and a pair high heel platforms.  With those shoes I must have
stood about 6ft 4 or 5 and the sarong was very flimsy and almost
see-through and more revealing than if I’d been naked.

Dave then asked me to put a towel over my shoulders while Jalen touched
up my makeup.  I’ve never been so close to a black man since leaving
Bloemfontein sixteen years ago.  My parents left their homeland because
of the apartheid laws, Papa was a judge there and they’d always had two
or three black servants and the new laws were stifling their way of
life.  Personally I don’t think I’m racist or bigoted, I’ve been out
with an Indian guy and have Asian friends, I just never met any black
people.  Some of my parent’s attitude must have rubbed off on me though
because I felt really wound up and uncomfortable at his proximity to me.

On the set Dave’s assistant was black too, he looked quite a bit older
than Jalen with some gray in his tight curly hair, he fussed about with
the lights and the backdrop while Dave fiddled with his cameras.

I felt very self-conscious with two black men lurking in the background
while Dave clicked away and directed me. I was so embarrassed when then
Dave asked me to slip the sarong off.  He photographed as it floated to
the floor, I stood naked with two black men in the room.  I was upset
that I’d began to imagine them ravaging me, horror of horrors I felt my
nipples begin to stiffen.  Dave noticed because he asked if I was too
cold but he kept on clicking.

Thank the Lord, another 10 minutes and it was over.  The relief flooded
through me as I covered myself with the sarong for all the protection it
gave.  Dave said he’d send the proofs directly to the client and did I
want to wait until he replied?  I waited.

“He likes them.  He’d like to see more though, double pay again, that’s
four times what you usually get.  He’d like to see you with Pete and
Jalen if that’s ok with you.  Don’t look so shocked, he’s a private
client so the work won’t be published.”

OMG.  What was I supposed to do, the money would clear our debts and
keep us going for a couple of weeks too.  But black men, so close to
black men, two black men together, I was petrified, I wasn’t sure if I
could work with black men.

I was handed a second wad of cash, I wore the sarong and platforms.  
They appeared in full football gear including helmet and spiked shoes.  
It started with Jalen kneeling at my side, I was sitting on a high back
wooded chair and Peter the assistant stood behind, a hand on each of my
shoulders.

My heart was pounding, my stomach felt like I’d vomited myself dry.  
Over the next half an hour Jalen undressed so that to my terror he was
naked.  I know Peter had also removed some clothing behind me and now
they were so close I could smell them.  For the life of me I don’t know
why but my eyes kept turning to Jalen’s prong.  Ok, I do know why, he
was naked, I’ve never seen a naked black before and I realized that I
was comparing him to my boyfriend.  Jalen was bigger by an inch or more
and he was fully hard with a much nicer shape to him.  I noticed he’d
been circumcised and that’s what appealed to me. Dave was photographing
me looking at that dick.

Dave asked me to stand and then asked Pete to slip the sarong off of me.
 Oh sweet Jesus what was I going to do now.  My legs shook as the
silky, skimpy material floated to the floor.

Pete sat on the chair and pulled me to sit on his knee, he was still
wearing his tee shirt and shoulder pads but otherwise he was naked.  I
sat on Peter’s naked thighs, his warmth touching of our naked flesh
frightened me, he pulled me back and he was so embarrassingly erect that
I could feel his hardness.  Jalen knelt in front of me his head on my
thigh.  The camera clicked.  Jalen kissed my thigh and placed a hand on
my knee, my legs were eased apart, still the camera clicked.  

I should be screaming blue murder but I guess the drink was even
stronger than I thought.  It was going way beyond nude but I was too
astounded to object, too anxious to speak.  Peter’s hand covered one of
my breasts and he began to nibble my ear.  The smell of him was warm and
sensual.  His fingers tightened on the nipple and he rolled and tugged.
 I felt his stiffness flex at my back, the camera clicked and clicked.

Jalen’s head was in between my legs and his probing tongue was opening
me, darting into me.  Oh fuck, what am doing, what am I going to tell my
boyfriend?  He’ll leave me for sure if he finds out.  What am I going
to tell my parents?  They’d disown me if they knew I’d been intimate
with a black man, never mind two at once.  What was I doing?  I was
petrified but feeling so much more alive than I’ve ever felt before.

Jalen lifted his head and shuffled forward between my legs, his fingers
exploring my new wetness.  He moved closer and his hard black penis
began to enter me.  Oh Jesus he’s going to fuck me.  He slipped into me
and I gasped, he was bigger, thicker than I’ve ever felt and before I
knew it his penis was deep inside me and I could feet the coarseness of
his tight curled pubic hair brushing my tender shaved mound. Dave kept
saying look at the camera, smile, happy thoughts, look at the camera.

He came, squirted inside me, I know he did, he pulled himself into me
and I felt the pulsing.  I was astounded when I realized he was not
wearing a rubber.  Was he clean? I prayed to God that he wasn’t
diseased.  Too late I hammered on his shoulders and tried to push him
away, Peter grabbed my wrists so I couldn’t resist.  Jalen continued to
fuck me, his hips swinging back and forth.  The sensation of his prong
inside of me changed as his semen flowed down and coated him.  My
boyfriends, my previous boyfriends always stopped after they had cum,
not Jalen, maybe 20 minutes later, and that seemed like forever, he came
again and when he pulled out I felt a hot gush of his liquid leaking
out of me.

I was ruined, I’d been fucked by a black man, I’d got a black mans cream
inside of me and my thighs and sex was slick with his semen.  Back in
SA there are names for girls like that.  I was horrified, I needed to
get to a clinic, needed testing for disease and I was ashamed of myself
for letting it go so far but it was not finished yet.

Dave was still clicking the camera. Jalen stood, lifted me off Peter and
lowered me to lie on the floor.  Peter knelt between my legs and I saw
his dick for the first time, he was huge, bigger than Jalen by inches
and so very thick, he’s never going to get that inside me.  He lifted my
knees, he dropped and his dick was ploughing me.  I though Jalen was
big, I screamed as his thick, thick shaft tore into me and spit me in
two, and he didn’t stop.  Again I screamed when he hit rock bottom and
he didn’t stop.  My God I was being torn apart, I tried in anguished
terror to push him away but he was too heavy.  Within moments he
bottomed out and I’ve never felt such intense pain, my vagina ripping,
stretched tightly around him and tearing with his thickness, a deep,
enraged pains in my stomach exploded into my chest and across my back
and blossomed along my thighs.  I’d been kicked in the kidneys and my
spine felt like a lump of led had been thrown at it, from inside.

I was full of him, full to bursting and the deep angry pain grew even
more as he began to ride me.  Each pull became a relief, a small heaven,
an island of refuge and hope as the pressure inside diminished and each
push was an agony, a living hell, a wish for death and he seemed to get
deeper with each thrust.

Then Jalen was by my side pushing his hard dick at my screaming mouth.  
Will this torment ever end.  His hardness pushed between my lips and he
forced that stiffness into my mouth.  I could smell man, exactly how I
expected a black man to smell, strong, pungent but it was strange, I
liked it, the overpowering musk excited me but the pain of the thrusting
below overrode all else.

I felt warmth rising in my belly, maybe the thrusting was not so
painful.  I gagged because Jalen had pushed his penis deeper into my
mouth, into my throat and he really began to fuck my mouth, fuck my
throat.  Tears streamed from my eyes and I gasped for breath every time
he pushed I believed I’d choke, I coughed and spluttered and still I was
fucked in the mouth and cunt.

I was coming to like the feel of that big thick dick pounding me, not
the throat but below, it was still painful but with a pain that I could
get used to a pain that hurt nicely.

Pete rolled, pulling me on top of him, his dick still stretch me too
much and he was still much to deep inside me but I found I could control
his depth a little.  If he pushed into me too hard I rose with him so
he couldn’t get so deep and hurt me so much and the pain became a good
pain.

During the roll Jalen had slipped from my mouth and now I felt his hands
on my waste.  His fingers moved and I could feel him prodding my ass,
then pain again, he was violating my ass.  He was pushing his dick into
my ass, Jesus Christ it hurt, an agonizing pain, too painful to yell or
scream, my breathing stopped.  I’ve not done this before and it hurt
badly, unbearably.  I knew it was done, my boyfriend had asked me a
couple of times, he’d even tried to push his dick into my ass once, he’s
never done it since.  My God this black dick was inside my ass and
fucking it.

I came so hard, with two men inside me I came like I’d never cum before,
over and over I came.  I reached a plateau close to heaven and hovered
there until I couldn’t take any more.  As I began to ease of Pete to
lift myself to crawl away he grabbed my waist and held me there with his
dick still inside me.  He redoubled his jerking, pulling me tight onto
him, his thick, hard dick so deep inside me pounding, pounding then he
stopped and jerked up into me.  My stretched vagina pulsed and throbbed
as I came again while he ejaculated and gasped and sighed.  Only moments
later while Pete was still holding me to him Jalen came, he pulled his
dick from my ass and squirted his seed at the hole he’d left.

Jalen moved away and Dave moved closer with his camera and clicked and
clicked at my ass dripping with black mans semen, then Pete lifted me
off him and I felt his long hardness emptying from me, I felt hollow.  
The camera clicked as Peter’s dick fell from me, a second later his
semen began to ooze from me, click, click, click.

I couldn’t move, my legs were weak and trembling and it was a while
before I managed to get to the WC, I cleaned up as best I could with
tissue and got dressed.

I felt disgusted for letting such a thing to happen, dirty, abused and I
wanted to wash the filth away but deep down I also felt a satisfaction
I’d never felt before.  Dave asked me if I’d do another session sometime
if the client wanted me to and although I felt so dirty I said that I
probably would.

When I arrived home I felt wet, sloppy and soaking again, with too much
black mans semen leaking between my legs again and urgently needed the
shower.

My boyfriend had other ideas, he’d finished work a few hours before and
he’d downed a few cans while waiting for me.  He was drunk and wanted
sex.  "I’ve been thinking of you posing nude and it makes me hard, we
gotta fuck, I just gotta.“  He took my hand and led me into the bedroom.
 Both still dressed he pulled his zipper and flipped his dick from his
jeans, eased my sodden panties aside without comment and slipped his
dick into me.  Slipped? Wrong word, he fell into me and he stopped.  He
knew, I was so wet and open that he must guess I’d been with other men
and had other men cum inside me but all he said was "posing nude must
agree with you” and he started to fuck me just like he always does.    
     

The Summer of 16

Short Story

I had just finished playing my first game of the new baseball season. I
was 16 years and 3 weeks old to the day. I played second base on my AAA
team. We won the game and I went ¾ with a double and a triple. Each
inning as I ran back to the dugout from second I kept catching this cute
girl checking me out.

After the game the coach was giving us the usual post-game pep talk. I
had pretty much tuned him out because this girl was now behind our
dugout looking at me. When the coach was done I collected my gear and
approached the girl.

“Nice game.” she said.

“Thank you.”

I couldn’t think of what to say or do next.

“You can really hit the ball.”

“Thanks.”

We stood there looking at each other for a few moments.

“I haven’t seen you before.  Are you from around here?” I asked.

“We just moved here.  My Dad’s in the Marines and we move lots.”

“That must be tough.”

“I get by.  We’ve been here three days and you’re the first person I’ve talked to.”

I felt a warm glow erupt inside me.  I was her first contact in a
foreign land.  This MUST mean something.  Now I had some composure and I
felt confident.

“My name’s Rick.”

“Hi.  I’m Shelley.”

“You wanna get a slurpee, Shelley?  My treat.” I asked.

She smiled.  Damn!  What a smile.

“Sure.  I’d like that.”

It was about a 5 block walk to 7-11.  Along the way I would occasionally
slip a step or two behind her – totally by accident of course.  I
couldn’t believe my eyes.  She was about 5’3” (I was 5’10”) and shoulder
length brunette hair.  She was wearing a white halter top and a pair of
pretty tight shorts (not quite Daisy Dukes, but pretty damn tight).  
Her ass filled them perfectly; it was like 2 perfect half moons that
wiggled just right as she walked.

When we arrived at our destination I, being the ever-perfect gentleman,
moved ahead and opened the door.  As she passed I got the full view of
the rest of her body.  I was NOT disappointed.  Her breasts were shaped
just right – not huge, but big enough compared to the rest of her that
they really stood out.  As she passed her eyes connected with mine and
light up with a sparkle that I can’t even BEGIN to describe.  I felt my
knees giving way, but was able to remain standing.  I’m very glad I was
wearing my jock-strap because my hard-on would have been obvious to the
WHOLE WORLD in my tight baseball pants.

I bought us a pair of coke slurpees and we went to the benches in the
nearby park.  We sat and talked for what seemed like eternity; talking
about everything that came to mind.  It turned out her Dad was actually
in special ops in the Marines and he bounced from base to base.  I also
learned that she only lived about a block and a half away from me.

I glanced at my watch and realized we had been sitting there for almost
two hours.  Shelley said she needed to be getting back home so we made
plans to meet at the benches again tomorrow afternoon and I walked her
home.  When we got to her place I didn’t know what to do.

‘Should I kiss her or not?’ I asked myself.  I weighed the options and then decided the best thing to do was to ask her.

“I can’t tell you how much fun I had meeting you and talking, Shelley.”

“I had fun too, Rick”

“Would you mind if I gave you a kiss?”

Shelley looked at her door and back at me a few times.

“I don’t think you should.  If my Dad saw I don’t even want to THINK about what he might do.”

“Oh yeah.  He’s trained to KILL people, right?”  And with that I offered her a handshake.

Shelley giggled and gave me a very quick peck on the cheek

“See you tomorrow, Rick.”

“Okay.”

I floated home and when I got there my cock was STILL rock hard so I
went up to my room, took off my uniform, got out my supply of magazines
(I started collecting porn magazines when I was 13) and jerked myself
off in about 5 seconds.  That night I had great difficulty sleeping and
the following morning seemed as if in took 2 years to pass. Finally 2:00
came and I went to meet Shelley.

We met at the benches by 7-11 and she was there wearing a similar outfit
as the previous day.  Damn I love summer!  Again we talked for hours
and when it came time I walked her home.

Just as we were walking up her front walk around the corner of her house
came her Dad.  I nearly shit myself. He was about 6’6", 250 and HUGE.
He had a crew cut and LOOKED like special ops.  Rambo was nothing
compared to this guy.

“Dad, this is Rick.  I met him yesterday and we spent hours talking the last few days.”

I felt like adding “JUST TALKING, SIR”, but felt it best to remain mute.

He extended his hand to me.

“I’m very glad that Shelley has met someone.  I think it’s tough for her
moving from place to place and I’m always happy when she makes friends
in the new city.”

“I saw him play baseball yesterday; Dad and you should have seen him.  
He plays second base and he was the best player out there.  He got 2 big
hits.”

“I’m impressed.  I played second when I was young, too.  Your stock just went up a point or two, Rick.  You’re okay.”

Finally I began to breathe again and he went into the backyard.  We sat
on the barco lounger and after a few minutes Shelley gave me a big kiss
on my mouth. This was my first kiss ever but still I pulled back in
fear.

“Wait!  Your Dad.  He’ll kill me.”

“It’s fine. He said you’re okay.  Okay with him is good.”

We sat and talked for about an hour.  We had 3 more kisses and every
time I was careful to be sure no one saw us.  Shelley said it was okay,
but I was taking NO chances.  Shelley kissed well.  As I left, we made
plans to go to a movie then following night.

I picked her up at 6:30 and we went to see the new James Bond flick,
‘Octopussy’.  Throughout the movie we held hands and Shelley snuggled
into my chest. When the movie ended Shelley looked up at me and we
kissed as the credits rolled.  People were exiting the theatre and as
they walked down the aisle I’m sure they were looking at us but we
didn’t care.  These kissed were very different that the ones we had
shared in her back yard.  I wasn’t worried about being killed.  We were
kissing passionately.  Our tongues were involved today.  This was right.
 Unfortunately the credits eventually ended and so did our kiss.

“Whatcha want to do now?’ asked Shelley.

“What do I WANT to do or what do I HAVE to do?”

Shelley smiled.  “Let’s hear the want first.”

“I WANT the credits to start again.” I said laughing with a sly grin.

“Now let’s hear the HAVE to.”

“My parents went out for the night and they made me promise to be home
my 10:00 and it’s already 9:35.  I’d love to go sit on the bench and
talk for a while but it’d be almost 10 by the time we got there.”

We were outside the theatre and walking toward the bus stop, holding
hands and gazing into each others eyes from time to time.  We got to the
bus stop and sat down to wait.  Shelley looked into my eyes and we
stared at each other.  Eventually she spoke.

“I don’t have to be home until 11.  Could I come over?”

I’d thought of this option but didn’t want to ask for fear that it might scare Shelley.

“I’d love it if you came over.  Are you sure you’re okay with that?”

“I trust you, Rick.  I feel very safe with you.  There’s nothing I’d rather do more.”

We got back to my place at about 9:55 and when I opened the door we were
greeted by Roxie, my pet Schnauzer. We played with Roxie a bit and then
went up to the family room to settle down and watch some TV. When we
were snuggled together on the couch we began to kiss.  Shelley was a
great kisser.  Her lips were soft and luscious and what she did with her
tongue sent shivers up my spine.  Sitting here with Shelley was the
best thing I had ever done.  But it got better.

As we kissed, my hands began to roam.  I stroked and caressed her back
and ass.  Her ass felt even better than it looked.  From there my hand
traveled up her torso and settled on her chest.  Breasts felt better
than I had ever imagined.  I squeezed and kneaded her breasts until she
pulled away from me.

“I’m sorry, Shell…” I began but was silenced by her index finger on my lips.

Shelley took hold of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head.  I was
dumbfounded.  I wanted to reach out and grab them but was unable to
move.  Then Shelley reached behind her back and unclasped her bra.  It
fell to the floor and I sat there looking at her like a deer caught in
headlights.

Shelley snuggled back up to me and kissed my awe-struck mouth.  After I
arrived back on planet Earth my hands ventured back to her breasts.  If I
thought they felt good before it was NOTHING compared to now.  Her
nipples were hard as rocks and felt incredible when my palm would slide
over them.  Still we kissed.

I wanted to feel my chest on hers so I pulled off my t-shirt as well.  
When her skin touched mine it almost burned.  We were so into each
other.  My mouth ventured down and began to kiss and suck Shelley’s rock
hard nipples.  She moaned.  I think I did, too.  As I sucked her
nipples Shelley would run her hands through my hair.  I loved it.  When
we’d had enough I moved back up and we kissed some more.

Then I felt Shelley’s hand on my pants.  She was rubbing my leg, edging
higher.  I had never even DREAMED of anything like this before.  Soon
she was rubbing my cock through my pants.

“I’ve never done this before,” she panted.

“Me neither.”

“I mean I’ve kissed a boy before, but I’ve never done THIS.”

I didn’t know what she meant by THIS.

“What do you mean?”

Shelley looked at me hesitantly.

“I want to make love, Rick.  Don’t you?”

My heart skipped a beat or 10.

“Make love?  Oh god,” was all I could muster and I kissed her harder than I ever had before.

Shelley unzipped my pants and stuck her hand inside.  When her hand touched my cock I was in heaven.

“Ooooooh yeah,” I moaned.  Shelley smiled as she squeezed my cock.  She finished undoing my pants and pulled my dick out.

“I’ve never seen one before.  It’s beautiful,” she cooed.

Shelley continued to squeeze and stroke it while kissing me.  Her kisses
ran down my chest to my mid-section.  She lifted her head and just
stared at my rigid cock.  I could feel her breath as she panted on my
dick.

“It’s amazing.  The way it moves and twitches.  When you breathe in it moves up a bit.”

Then IT happened.  Shelley opened her mouth and descended upon my
waiting cock.  As she closed her lips around it she let out a low moan.
She moved her head up and down on my excited friend and it was a great
many seconds before I moaned and shot my load into her mouth.  Shelley
swallowed it without missing a drop.  After her snack she snuggled her
face into my heaving chest.  Now I stroked HER hair.  We lay like that
until I could talk again.

“That was your FIRST time doing that?” I asked.

“Yeah.  Was it good?”

“You could go pro,” I chuckled.  “How’d you get so good?”

Shelley looked at me for a minute or so before answering.

“My Dad subscribes to Penthouse and I like to sneak it when he’s not
home and read it.  There’s this column called Penthouse Forum and it’s
got stories in it.  I love reading it and I guess I’ve learned that
way.”

Now it was MY turn to stare.  Finally I spoke.

“My Dad subscribes, too.  I LOVE Forum.  Reading that’s my favorite pass-time.”

We laughed and kissed some more.

“Did you read the one from last month called ‘My First 69’?” Shelley asked.

I looked up at her and recited the entire first paragraph to her
verbatim.  We laughed and I moved in to kiss her again when she let out a
shriek so loud and high-pitched that I envisioned every dog within a 5
block radius was running to my house.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“It’s 11:25!  My Dad’s going to KILL me!”

“Oh fuck!  Your Dad!”  I exclaimed thinking we had ruined a good thing just as it was getting started.

We were dressed within seconds and out the door in full sprint. We were
running so fast, Olympic officials would have tested us for banned
substances for sure.  When we got to her house the place was dark except
for the living room light.  Sitting, looking out the window I could see
her Dad.

“You go back home, Rick.  I’ll handle my Dad.  No reason for BOTH of us to die,” Shelley said with a small smirk

“No.  I can’t do that.  I’m here for you.  We’ll face the music together or firing squad as the case may be.”

As soon as we opened the door her Dad was there.  He stood directly in
front of me looking down into my eyes.  I accepted the stony glare and
opened my mouth to offer my apologies, but before I could formulate a
word the barrage was upon us.

“Where have you been?  I told you to be home at 11:00 and here it is after 11:30.”

Shelley and I looked at each other unsure of what to say.  We had not rehearsed anything.

“Dad, we were in the park talking and lost track of time.”

Before she was finished the sentence I could see a look of disbelief of her father’s face.

“Sir, it’s my fault.  I invited Shelley back to my house after the
movie.  My parents are out for the evening and Shelley told me she had
to be home by 11:00.  I promised her that I’d watch the time and I
didn’t.  It’s all my fault.”

He looked at me with an icy look.

“And what were you two doing alone at your house.”

I froze. There was no way out of this.

“You don’t want me to answer that, sir.“

Shelley couldn’t believe what was coming out of my mouth.  She was silent in shock.

"You’re right. I don’t want to know.” he answered. “Shelley, go up to your room.”

It was just her Dad and me – no witnesses. I was scared SHITLESS. He
motioned for me to sit on the couch.  I did but he remained on his feet.

“You’ve got SOME guts to tell me that straight up.”

‘Well,’ I thought, ‘there could be worse sentences for one to hear at the end of one’s life.’

“I don’t like to think about what you were doing but I DO respect you for your guts. Did you use protection?”

Even my OWN father wouldn’t have asked me this.

“Uh… uh… we didn’t do THAT, sir. We only…”

“Stop! I heard the only words I wanted to hear,” he said and then
paused.  I sat there in my own sweat.  “If you tell my daughter you’ll
be responsible, you remember in the future – DO IT. You can go home.
Thank you for your honesty.”

When I shut the door I felt like a man on death row who just got the call from the governor.

I don’t remember walking home, but I DO remember opening the door. MY Dad stood there with smoke coming out of his ears.

"I told you to be home by 10:00. We get home at 11:50, you’re not here and the front door is unlocked. Care to explain?”

‘Oh shit,’ I thought.  ‘Here we go again.’

“Dad I WAS home at 10:00. Shelley came home with me and…”

“Who’s Shelley?”

“She’s a girl I met a few days ago.  I went to the movie with her. She
came back here and we talked for a while.”  Technically not a lie – we
DID talk some.  “And then she saw that it was well after 11:00. She had
to be home at 11:00 and her Dad is pretty strict. He’s a Marine. We ran
to her house and I had to face her Dad. We left the door unlocked
because we were in such a rush.”

My Dad looked at me for a minute or so.

“Okay. I apologize for jumping to conclusions. Good night son.”

I checked my butt to see if there were any horseshoes stuck in it.  Nope.

I had trouble going to sleep after I finally got up to bed.  There was
just too much Shelley going through my mind.  It certainly was an
understatement to say that we had a full evening of activity.

I slept until 10:00 the next morning and when I went downstairs for breakfast there was a not from my Mom on the counter.

‘Shelley called three times this morning.  There’s pancake batter in the fridge.’

I needed some time to think.  Did she get in huge trouble from her Dad?
Can she still see me?  I didn’t know and part of me didn’t WANT to
know.  I decided to eat and call her after.

When I was done I was still scared so I showered and brushed my teeth.  
Finally I got up the nerve and called her.  Thankfully she answered the
phone.  I don’t know if I could face her Dad again.

“Hello?’ she said.

“Hi, Shell.  It’s me.”

“Rick.  We HAVE to talk.  Can you meet me at the benches in half an hour?”

“Sure.”

I finished getting ready and started the walk to the benched in the park
by 7-11.  I was sure it was over.  When I arrived Shelley was already
there, sitting on the bench holding 2 slurpees.  When she saw me she put
down the slurpees, jumped up, ran over to me and threw her arms around
me.

“I don’t know what you said to my Dad but he loves you. His exact words
this morning were ‘that Brad is a good man’. He wasn’t even angry at me.
 What did you say?”

I told her and she couldn’t believe that I had the guts to stand up to a man like her Dad.

“I’ve been thinking of nothing but you since last night. When I was
lying in bed – I went to bed naked last night – the feeling of your cock
in my mouth WOULD NOT go away.  Then when I found out that you smoothed
things over with my Dad I wanted you so bad. And now when I hear
exactly what you said to him I want you even more. Can we go somewhere?”

I was dumbfounded.  Part of me wanted to (Well okay – MOST of me), but
part was still scared of her dad.  I thought for a second and found my
way out.

“We can’t.  I don’t have any protection and it would be stupid to…“

She held up a 3-pack of Trojans.

"I want you. Don’t you want me?”

“Are you kidding me?  I couldn’t go to sleep last night because I was
thinking of you.  I’ve never wanted anything so bad in all my life but
your DAD.”

“The way he was talking about you this morning I think we could do it
and then you go to my house and say ‘I just fucked your daughter.’ and I
think he’d be okay with it.”

We looked into each others’ eyes and saw nothing but a wanton desire in each of us.

“Okay. There’s some rose bushes in that park by the school and there’s
this place in behind them where it’s really open and very secluded.“

We walked (okay – we ran) to the park and crawled behind the rose
bushes. We each had on pants that morning and when we took them off we
put them on the ground to protect against any stray rose thorns. Within a
minute we were both kneeling on the ground, nude looking at each other.
I took her face in my hands and kissed her softly. She kissed back. Our
lips began to move and her tongue entered my mouth. We kissed and
fondled each other for what seemed like forever. Time really did stand
still for us.

"What’s your very favorite number?”

She grinned and jumped on top of me. Within seconds her mouth was full
of my cock and I was sucking on her pussy.  While her head bobbed up and
down on my cock I drew lines up and down her pussy lips with my tongue.
 She had very hot looking pussy lips.  They stuck out a bit and were
really fun to suck on.  She LOVED that.  Shelley began to writhe and
moan.   I was sucking on her clit now; flicking my tongue back and forth
across it.  She began bucking her hips up and down on my face.  Soon
she let out this low moan followed by some higher gasps.  She ground her
wet pussy into my face until her orgasm passed and then turned herself
around and kissed me deeply.

Then she pulled out a condom, fumbled with it a bit and after a few
failed attempts got it over my rigid cock.  She looked me deeply.

“Now I want you to fuck me.”

I rolled her over and slowly slid my hard member into her slippery
canal.  She moaned.  I groaned.  I began to thrust back and forth inside
her.  While I made love to her our eyes never left each other.  It made
everything seem hotter to see the lust in Shelley’s eyes.  I don’t know
how long it went on for, but I do remember that she came 3 more times
before I shot my load inside the condom.  We rested for a while and then
she started sucking me again.  Soon I was back to being rock hard and
she put another condom on me.  I was about to roll her over again when
she pushed me down.

“My turn,” she purred.

She climbed on top of me and sat down on my waiting cock. She really got
into riding me and bounced up and down for a long time.  While she was
riding me I played with her nipples and she came a few more times.  I
began thrusting up into her soaking pussy and soon blew my second load
of the day.  Shelley collapsed on me and we lay like that holding each
other and kissing.  We started to hear voices nearing the rose bushes so
we got dressed and left our love sanctuary.

Our lives went on like this for about 11 months.  We fucked every chance
we got; usually at least once per day.  Then one day she came to me in
tears.

“My Dad’s getting transferred again.  We leave in a week.”

We cried for the week and I remember when she drove away like it was
yesterday.  She was in tears looking out her back window and I was in
tears waving to her.

I never saw Shelley again.            

My Game At the Game

Short Story

I wasn’t all that keen on going to the game with my husband Rob.
Although he’s an ardent supporter of the local team, those sorts of
sporting events really aren’t my thing
I’d seen the television coverage of some of these games; the cameramen,
besides covering the action on the field, frequently picking out any
sexy looking tarts in the largely male dominated crowd. I think that it
was with that sort of thing in mind, that my husband wanted me to go
with him. This idea was further borne out when he suggested that I wear a
particular micro-mini skirt of mine, along with a little white, cotton
top that is very revealing.

I really don’t know why I bought that ridiculously tiny skirt in the
first place; to tease my husband with I suppose. It’s flared and made of
the softest, thinnest cloth that flounces about with every movement and
is terrible in any sort of breeze; I don’t know how many times I’ve had
it blow up around my hips and shown off my panties.
Anyway, I’ve been quite embarrassed the few times that I’ve worn it in public.

Well, the Saturday came and at least it was a lovely, warm, sunny day. I
don’t think that I’d have been too keen to go if it had been cold and
rainy.
I dressed as my husband wanted, and to tell the truth, felt half naked
and protested that I couldn’t wear such an outfit. Rob was so
enthusiastic though, that in the end I went as he desired. (The things
that we do to please men.)
The top that I had on is a little, thin, hugging, cotton one, that,
because I wear no bra with it, shows off my small breasts and is almost
obscene the way that my nipples bulge out. That, along with the tiny
little flared skirt with just a pair of panties underneath, and sandals
on my feet, made up my costume. You can see why I felt a bit embarrassed
at appearing amongst the largely male crowd.

I was pleased when Rob said that we’d drive the car rather than take a
train or bus; I’d be exposed enough as it was without going on public
transport.

We drove to the ground, and parked the car nearby. As soon as we joined
the crowds of people streaming towards the ground, I could see everyone
having a good long look at me.
Men don’t know what it’s like to be always getting scrutinised the way
women are when ever we wear anything a bit sexy. And of course there’s
the difference between just looking, and openly staring the way that men
do when we dress a little bit daring. They seem to think that because a
woman is scantily clad, they have the right to blatantly stare.
Anyhow, that’s how it was as we walked towards the ground.
One rough group of men even called out, “Ooo baby, I can almost see it.”
 Rob just laughed and said that I had plenty of admirers.

I was relieved when we finally got to our seats so that I could sit down out of the general gaze.
We were on an upper level, and just a couple of rows from the front. It
was quite interesting watching all of the comings and goings and general
activity prior to the game.
We didn’t have to wait long though, before play started, and after a
short while I began to find it a bit tedious even though all of the fans
around about were so enthralled.
Eventually I decided to go and get some coffee from one of the food
stands that we’d passed on the way to our seats. I tugged at my
husband’s sleeve to gain his attention to tell him where I was off to.

Luckily, we were just a couple of seats in from the end of the row,
because it was embarrassing squeezing past the couple of men on the end.
Once past them and out to the stairs that led up through all of the
tiers of seating, I was daunted at having to make my way up all of those
stairs in my little skirt. I knew that at every step, as I raised each
knee, the hem of my skirt would lift and almost certainly show a glimpse
of my panties. Sitting in the seats I had needed to keep my legs firmly
together and to fold my hands in my lap, but I could hardly walk up the
long flight of stairs holding my hands in front of my pussy.

I hesitated momentarily, but then, grasping the side of my skirt in one hand to try to keep it down, I began my ascent.
I tried not to look directly at all of the men in the stands on either
side of me, instead keeping my gaze on the steps, but I could
nevertheless tell that all eyes were fixed on me as I made my way.
I became more and more embarrassed, and by the time that I reached the
top rows of the stand, I could feel my face glowing red with the shame
of being so perved on by the hundreds of men.

Attaining the top of the rows of seating, I heaved a sigh of relief and
made my way along the largely deserted galleries of the huge concrete
structure of the stadium.
I immediately heard a footfall behind me of someone who must also have
come from the stairway I had ascended. A guy came alongside of me and I
heard him saying, in such a straightforward, matter of fact tone of
voice, and with something of a chuckle, “that would have to be the
shortest skirt I’ve ever seen.”
I turned and looked up to him in some shock at his so blatant comment
about my dress. He was tallish, dark and swarthy, but with an open and
smiling face, though not the sort of person who would ever attract me.

I was, as I said, somewhat shocked and didn’t know what, if anything, to
say in reply. I did find myself replying though; “gosh, you don’t have
to be so ……….. ,” but then my words tailed off as I was lost how
to describe his boldness.
He simply laughed. “Aw c’mon, you can’t tell me you’re not here to show yourself off.”

I really didn’t like the look of this man, but I nevertheless felt
sexual stirrings mingled with the extreme embarrassment that I felt.
“I could see your little pink panties all the way up those stairs,” the guy snickered.
I gave an audible little gasp at his words. “Do you have to be so rude,” I said, trying to make my voice sound disdainful.
“You’re the one who’s rude,” he laughed, then added, “lewd even.”
Goodness! I could feel my face glowing with shame.

It was no distance to the food and drink stand, and we’d now reached it.
There were a small number of people standing at the counter waiting to
be served, and I took up my position there with the guy also moving in
close to my side.
I was there just a moment when I jumped in alarm and gave a shrill
little squeal. The guy had placed his hand firmly on my bottom. The
other customers looked around to see what the disturbance was.
I tried to move away from the guy but he simply took a step to come close again.
Again I felt his hand on my bottom, and I pushed him away. “Will you
stop that,” I complained in a hushed voice, not wanting to attract more
attention.
The woman behind the counter, having been attending to a man alongside,
now turned to serve me. I ordered coffee, and as I was being served I
felt the guys hand caressing my bottom. I moved slightly, but to no
effect, but not wanting to make a scene I had no option but to do
nothing further. The guy, leaning closer, had said to the woman, “make
that two coffees please.”
As soon as the woman turned her back, I pushed the guy’s hand away. “Stop it,” I whispered again, frowning slightly.

The coffees were brought, and the guy paid for both. “Come and sit over
here and we’ll drink them,” the guy said in his continuing friendly,
undeterred tone of voice.
I considered for a moment, and then said “I suppose that I might as well, you’ll only follow me where ever I go.”
The guy made a couple of frivolous comments, then asked which team I followed.
“Oh neither,” I replied, “I just came with my husband.”
“Ah, I wondered who you would have come with. You’d hardly come by
yourself dressed like that.” He then continued, “doesn’t your husband
object to you showing yourself off for everyone to perv on?”
His words made me feel a tingle of excitement. “No, he likes me wearing this skirt,” I replied.
What he next asked made me gasp. “Do you fuck around with other guys?”

“Oh God, you’re so crude,” I gasped.  
He just laughed at my words and stood up. He slightly thrust his hips forward and said, “you’d like this wouldn’t you baby.”
He’d stood close before me, and I couldn’t help but see the outline of
his large and hard cock bulging under the front of his pants as he
thrust it forward.
Again I gave a little cry of surprise, and I couldn’t help but stare at the shape of his cock in his pants.

He was leaning towards me, taking my hand. “C’mon baby, it’s deserted up the end there.”
My heart was pounding as he gently pulled me to my feet.
He kept a hold of my hand and I found myself walking with him towards a
deserted part of the understructure of the stands. My mind was in shock.
“No, I can’t,” I said in a soft and meek voice. He took no notice.
Leading me into an alcove he took me behind one of the large steel pillars.
I was mesmerised as he quickly ran his zipper down and took his
beautiful hard cock out. Taking my hand he put it on his cock and was
then leaning forward kissing me on my mouth as I grasped the warm, hard,
bare flesh of his hard, erect cock.

I felt his parted lips on mine. I felt his tongue pressing between my
lips. I let my mouth open slightly and his tongue found mine and licked.
I began to kiss back, also using my tongue. We were panting, now
kissing with passionate lust. I felt his hand grope its way under my
skirt and press against my pussy. Now his fingers were pushing under my
pants and sliding into my suddenly wet and slippery vagina. I squeezed
his gorgeous cock and slid my fingers up and down it.
My panties were pulled down around my thighs. He was pressing close to
me. I felt his cock probing around my pussy. I could hear people walking
nearby, “no, no, not here,” I gasped.

His mouth left mine, panting lustfully. “Come to the toilets, I’ll fuck you there,” he said somewhat roughly.
He’d done up his pants and was leading me by the hand before my mind
even came to grips with what he’d said. “God, what if we’re seen going
in,” the thought raced through my brain.

We were approaching the toilets. He was leading me towards the door with
the sign that said “MENS.”  I’d somehow not thought of going in there. I
pulled back. “No I can’t,” I pleaded in a weak voice.
“I’ll make sure it’s ok,” he said, and he left me standing there while
he took the few steps to the door and momentarily disappeared inside. He
was back almost immediately and grabbed my hand, “come on baby.”
I let myself be almost pulled forward, and we went through the door marked “MENS.”
I gave a little gasping yell of horror as I saw a number of men standing
at a urinal. I froze but was wrenched forward and pulled behind the guy
into one of the cubicles.
“Bend over baby, I’ll fuck you like a dog,” the guy said as he eagerly
dragged his pants down then got behind me and pulled my panties off my
bum.
He more or less shoved me down into a bending position. I felt his hands
grasp my hips and his cock locate my wet and slippery pussy, then
easily slide right in. “Fuck, you’re ready for this aren’t you,” he
sneered, no doubt referring to just how wet my pussy was.
He fucked me with deep, rapid plunges of his cock into my vagina.

I moved my feet a little further apart and lowered my shoulders a little
more so that my backside lifted more into the air for him to fuck me.
I was panting lustfully as I considered that it was almost unbelievable
to me that this thing had happened. Even though I’d not gotten over my
nervousness about those other men outside, I felt so beautifully dirty
at the thought of being fucked by a total stranger, in the men’s toilet
block, while my husband was nearby happily watching the game.
Oh my God, how lustful I felt being fucked in that way. How I panted and
gave moans of delight. How I rocked back and forth with the thrusts of
his cock. How I shoved myself back onto his gorgeous, big, hard cock in
response to his own lustful thrusts.

It was all over in a couple of minutes. It had been so crude and dirty, fucked like a whore, with no love only sexual desire.
I felt both lustful and frustrated as the guy pulled away and began
pulling his pants up. I did, in a way, feel excited satisfaction at
having done such an obscene, crude thing, but I’d really wanted more
fucking.

I pulled my panties up and was adjusting my skirt when I jumped with
fright at hearing a voice just above my head, saying, “how was the slut,
a good fuck?”
I looked up staring in disbelief. A guy was looking over the adjoining
wall of the cubicle, and had apparently been watching us fucking.
The guy who had taken me there, also looked up in surprise, but then
simply broke into a grin and answered, “Yeh, she fucks like a whore.”
I felt myself blush with shame, but at the same time felt so lustful at
the crudeness of the way I was being looked upon by these two men.

The man disappeared from his position looking over the wall.
The guy that I was with slipped the bolt of the door. I moved closer to
him and took his hand for protection, ready for us to quickly get out of
the toilet and away from there.
On opening the door however, our way was blocked by, not only the man who had watched over the wall, but two others as well.
I didn’t consider it at the time, but later on knew that these other two
must have been watching through the cracks at the edge of the door.

Anyhow, on us opening the door of the cubicle, one of these men outside
said, in a tone which implied that it was the obvious thing to do, “my
turn next.”
My mind wasn’t functioning normally in this extreme situation which was
totally outside my level of experience. I moved to make a run for it out
of the toilet, but the guy who’s hand I’d taken for protection, now
hung on to me tightly. “Why not,” he laughed.

This took literally no more than a few seconds, during which fleeting
time I hardly had time to think, even if I could have thought straight.
A moment later I was being bent over and my panties were down around my thighs again.
I felt hands on my waist, and then a cock plunging into my sperm filled pussy.
“Oh my God,” I gasped, my fear being assuaged by my feelings of surging
lust as I was being fucked by this guy who’s face I’d hardly glimpsed.

They’d not even taken me back into the cubicle, and there I was being
fucked dog fashion, with the other three men all around me.
As I say, the new guy was fucking me in absolutely no time flat, and
while it was happening I’d seen one of the other men opening the front
of his pants and lifting a magnificent hard cock into view. “Let’s fuck
her mouth,” this guy said, moving in front of me.
The man who’d originally taken me there, released my hand which he’d
still been holding firmly, and I then clutched the other guy’s legs and
eagerly took his beautiful. gorgeous big cock into my mouth and began
sucking up and down its entire length, working my tongue over and around
the hard, bulbous head of it.

I became oblivious to everything but the cocks that were fucking my
mouth and pussy. I lurched about impaled on the cocks as I was thrust
around with the hard, driving thrusts of the man fucking me from behind.

“What the hell” I heard someone exclaim, and I realised that it was two men who had just entered the toilet block.
“Who’s the slut?” one of them asked as they came up. “Just some fucking
whore I picked up,” my original adulterer replied. “Her husband’s out in
the stands watching the game,” he added with a laugh.

The man fucking my pussy began moaning loudly and lustfully as he
pummelled my slurping vagina which was sending trickles of sperm and my
own lustful juices down the insides of my thighs. He clutched my back
and panted with exhaustion. I knew that his sperm had filled my pussy.
In just a moment he released his grip on my body and withdrew his
satisfied cock. Almost without pause, I felt a new man take his position
and probe my oh so sloppy pussy with his hard, rigid cock.
My mind reeled. “Oh my God,” I thought to myself. I’d read stories of
this sort of thing, but surely they weren’t true, and yet here it was
actually happening. How many men now – it was four wasn’t it, my brain
tried to determine through the tumult of thoughts that were swirling
about.
These thoughts were brought to an abrupt halt by the guy who was fucking
my mouth, suddenly grasping my head and nearly choking me with his cock
which he pushed right to my throat as it gushed it’s tacky cum in
copious amounts.
After this satisfied guy then pulling out, I barely had time to swallow
down his sperm and to get my breath before a new cock was presented for
me to suck.

I was sure more men had arrived. There seemed to be so many milling around me.
“I’m going to fuck the slut up her ass,” I heard one crude comment. It
didn’t happen immediately, but when my pussy was again adulterated with
another supply of cum, and I knew that someone else was preparing to
mount me, I felt two hands on the cheeks of my bottom, pressing them
apart, and then, after it plunging into my sloppy pussy for lubrication,
the feeling of a cock pressing on my tight anus which, after a little
resistance, opened up to accommodate this new, hard cock right deep
within my rectal tunnel.

My mind and body wallowed in the filth and depravity of the situation as
more and more men fucked me. I’ve no idea how many, I think more than
ten.
I felt wonderful. I felt dirty. I certainly felt full of men’s sperm.
I loved the snatches of dirty talk that my brain managed to process. I
loved the way I was referred to as “the dirty slut.” Under normal
circumstances I’d have been horrified to be called such names, but under
these circumstances I revelled in it. One can after all, be called a
slut as an insult or as a compliment.

The events of that experience, afterwards seemed confused in my memory.
I’ve no definite recollection of how it came to end. All I recall is
that same guy who had taken me there, eventually taking me by the hand
and leading me out.
I spent some time in the ladies, cleaning myself up and fixing my hair.
There was no sign of the guy when I came out, so I then made my way back
to the stands, wondering what my husband would say about my long
absence.
“Where have you been?” he asked, taking his eyes from the game for a
moment. “Oh, I had a coffee and have been sitting up the back,” I
answered, trying to sound normal, but aware that I was blushing.
My husband seemed to take no notice, and simply turned back to watching the game.
__________________________________________

Later, when the game was finished and my husband’s team had won, he asked whether I’d enjoyed the day.
“Oh yes,” I said smiling to myself, “I had a wonderful time.”
__________________________________________

On the Monday, Rob came home from work and told me, “the guys at work
were telling me that, at the game on Saturday, there was a whore turning
it on in one of the men’s toilets. Can you believe that? They swear
that it’s true though, the brother of one of the guys was involved. What
sort of a woman would do something like that though?” then, answering
his own question, he said, “some filthy, depraved whore I guess.”      
   

Chloe The Office Toy

The night out with Dave and Marcus that
wound up with me being gang fucked by a bunch of strangers changed everything.
Word got round pretty quick and a few pictures and videos that appeared on
various websites pretty much finished my relationship with Simon. Turned out
that one of the builders who covered my big round tits with an especially large
load was a friend of a friend of Simon’s and an image of me in ripped stockings
and high heels on the toilet floor drenched in pints of slimy cum arrived in Simons
email and well, that was that. Simon packed his things and left that night.

I wasn’t as upset as I thought I would be,
but work was another matter. News spread around about what a total slut I had
been, pictures were shared by email and even a really graphic video clip. All
the guys at work now openly flirted with me or even tried to grope me, it
became quite annoying. Marcus and Dave stuck by me and even Amber was really
supportive, everyone else was pretty horrible. After a couple of days I got called
to the bosses office, I thought ‘well, this is it’.

If my boss was some fat old bloke in his
50’s I could imagine being all sorry and apologetic, getting down on my knees
and giving him the blow job of his life and all would be forgotten, but my boss
was a hard nosed bitch who had worked her way through the company to the top. I
was fucked.

Anna Rhodes was 44 and had been at the top
of the game for 10 years. She had made it by having bigger balls and a smarter
moves than all the men that had ever worked with her. She now owned several
successful businesses and was often called on by the press to comment on
national business issues. She was on Dragons Den for 2 seasons for Christ’s
sake, she took no prisoners and wasn’t going to give me an easy time because I
happened to be the same gender as her.

I went to her office on the 10th floor.
Isobel, Anna’s PA, met me with a cold bitchy stare that said “yes I’ve
seen the pictures too” and pointed me to the seats outside Anna’s office.

I sat down, straightened my skirt tried not
to look visibly worried. I glanced over at Isobel, her neat black bob was
immaculate, her Hermes business suit hung perfectly on her slight, but athletic
frame; she looked every inch the quintessential young, professional woman.
Rumour had it that Marcus had once made a pass at her and she had told him that
if he tried anything like that again he would be reported for harassment. It
seems you didn’t fuck with Isobel.

 I was thinking this when she looked over
and said, “Anna will see you now” and then added in silent,
beautifully mouthed words: “you slut”.

I got up and walked in to Anna’s office,
slightly shaken by Isobel’s silent attack.

“Ah Chloe, take a seat”.

Anna was standing by the floor length
window that made up one wall of her huge office. She was wearing a very simple,
but very beautiful black Givenchy suit (she only ever wore Givenchy suits, and
she had a thing for Louboutin shoes, but then what girl doesn’t?).

I sat down. Anna didn’t turn around.

“You know why you’re here don’t you
Chloe?”

“Yes?”

“I haven’t seen the pictures everyone
has been passing around, I don’t need to. I don’t like people disrupting my
business Chloe.”

“No, of course not, Anna I’m…”

“Chloe I don’t want to hear any
excuses”’ she turned around. Anna was an attractive woman with long thick
wavy dark hair and a quite incredible figure. She looked at me with those big
brown eyes and I was silent.

“Chloe I don’t want to sack you,
you’re too good at what you do and it took me a lot of money an effort to steal
you from your last employer”

I breathed an audible sigh of relief and
waited for the inevitable ‘but’

“But,” said Anna, “I need
you out of this office for a few months, until this all cools down. I’m sending
you to the New York office.”

I couldn’t believe it! This was amazing!

“I will get Dylan at the NY office to
get things going but I need you out there by Monday. Take the rest of the week
off to sort things out.”

I didn’t know quite what to say, but
babbled “Thank you Anna, thanks you so much, I don’t know…”

“Look Chloe, every professional bone
in my body says ‘sack you’ but I see potential in you and I’d hate to see it
wasted. I made a similar mistake when I was younger and my boss gave me a
second chance, so here I am doing it for you.”

She walked over and offered a manicure hand
as I got up out the chair, my eyes began to tear up.

Anna stood close to me, “don’t cry
Chloe, just be more careful in the ways you explore your sexuality, be more …
professional.” She was so close I could smell her perfume and feel her
breath, I felt so grateful.

I walked out of the office, glancing at
Isobel just long enough to mouth the word “BITCH” as I left.

The next few days were a little crazy, but
also quite exhilarating. I didn’t really have time to think about anything but
getting ready to move out to New York. The job in New York was for 3 months, so
I arranged for a friend to look in on my flat occasionally and feed my plants
while I was away. I packed up a few essentials from home and had them shipped
out to await my arrival. Isobel gave me a document case with a few files, the
details of the contract I was going to be working on and the keys to one of the
companies New York short let apartments. This was exactly what I needed.

Dave and Marcus were desperate to arrange a
night together before I left for the USA, they wanted to double team me as a
going away present, I was very tempted but I declined saying that maybe it
wasn’t a good idea after all the trouble our first time had created. They kept
asking and I kept refusing, I was definite it was for the best and anyway I had
another naughty little going away treat arranged.

On the Thursday before I was set to leave I
got an email from Liam in the mail room saying a parcel had arrived for me and
did I want for him to bring it up. Liam was the young guy that Dave and Marcus
has teased me about on our night out, apparently the young mail room boy
couldn’t talk to me without having to nip to the boys room to jerk off
afterwards. I bet his imagination had run wild when the stories of me being
gangfucked got out. I emailed him back to say that I would come down before the
end of the week to pick the parcel up myself, as it was personal. I signed off
with a little kiss, just to get him a little excited. I sat at my desk and imagined
him in the toilet cubicle thinking of me in all sorts of filthy scenarios as he
eases his stiffening cock out of his pants and begins to stroke it back and
forth until its rigid and its thick head is throbbing and shiny, aching to be
pushed into my willing body in any way he wants. I came back to reality and my
heart fluttered, and my little pussy gave a little throb. ‘Stop it Chloe’ I
thought to myself,’wait until Friday’.

My last day at the London office flew by
Anna popped in to my office to wish me luck and said she would check in on me
when she was next in the NY office. I couldn’t believe she was being so nice.

By 5.30 everyone was leaving for the
weekend and I went to the ladies toilets with my bag containing a change of
outfit. I slipped out of my work clothes in front of the mirrors and admired my
lingerie: black, sheer and see through, the bra pushed my tits up obscenely,
creating a plunging cleavage. An all in one sheer corset and suspenders set
wrapped my torso tightly and held my black seemed stockings in place. The
panties, well there wasn’t much too them really, and for tonights plan I
wouldn’t be needing them, I wiggled my hips and eased them down over my round
ass and slipped them into my handbag. Out of my satchel I pulled my little
black dress and my black suede 6 inch heels. The dress was backless, halter
neck little thing in wet-look material, it clung to me perfectly and stretched
sensually over my body. I slipped my stockinged feet into my heels, they lifted
me up high and made my ass jut out suggestively.

 I looked at the at myself as I applied a
coat of red lipstick, I looked like a teenage boys wet dream.. which is exactly
what I wanted to be tonight. I left the toilets and strolled into the lift, my
little handbag over my bare shoulder. I pressed the button for the basement.

I walked into the mail room knowing that
Liam would still be there finishing up after hours as he always did. He had his
back to me sorting various folders into the pigeon holes for each of the
companies different departments.

“Hi Liam, just remembered I had a
parcel to pick up”

Liam span around and when he saw me his jaw
dropped open, “Oh uh hi Miss Silver”, he stared taking in the image
of me in my tight little mini dress and slutty heels standing in his doorway.

“Do you still have it?”, I asked

He stared at me dumbfounded for a moment,
he was only about 17 or 18 but quite fit, probably did a lot of sport, he
looked the type. I glanced down and could already see the telltale bulge
appearing in his suit trousers.

“Uh sure, yes its um its right
here”, he put a largish parcel on the desk in front of me and tried not to
stare at my tits.

“Thanks Liam you’re a sweetie, I
almost forgot it but its something I wanted to take to New York with me”

“Oh sure…cool”, he smiled

I ran a long manicured nail through the
parcel tape and began to unwrap it in front of him. The plain box gave nothing
away, but I knew what was inside. I had purchased it online from Love Honey and
had it delivered to work so I could set this moment up before I left London.

I opened the lid of the box and pulled the
red tissue paper aside to reveal the item I had ordered: the Cock Locker
Inflatable Monster Dildo. It looked huge, in black rubber with a massive molded head and wrapped in thick veins, it was truly obscene.

Liam couldn’t believe his eyes, he stared
at the massive rubber toy and just said, “sshhhiit”

 I ran my fingers over the dildo and my
nipples began to visibly stiffen,“oh fuck look at it Liam, its massive and
its not even inflated yet, mmmm”

My eyes met his and I smiled, “I cant
wait to get this home” I bit my lip suggestively, my fingers still tracing
the shape of the thick black rubber cock.

He just stared at me, his erection bulging
visibly in his trousers.

“mmm Liam I have a naughty idea, maybe
I could try it out here?… would you like that Liam?”

Liams hand strayed to his fly and he
gripped his hard cock though his pants.

“Oh fuck.. oh fuck yes I’d love to see
that” he gasped

I ran a hand up my belly and around my tightly
wrapped tits, gently pinching my stiff nipple while my other hand lifted the
dildo out of the box.

“Oh my its so big I think I might need
you to help me with it”, I said in a sultry, pleading tone.

 I squeezed the rubber bulb that was
connected to the dildo by a tube, with a faint hiss the cock twitched. Out of
the box I took a small bottle of lube, removed the top and squirted a generous
amount over the veiny rubber cock, stroking it back and forth until it was
completely covered and glistened temptingly.

 Liam watched in stunned silence as I handed
him the dildo and bent over the desk sticking my ass out towards him. I looked
over my shoulder and wiggled my ass slowly, making sure he was getting a good
view of it tightly covered in the short wet-look skirt. I snaked a hand behind
me and hooked my fingers into the seam, slowly peeling the tight shiny material
up over my ass, revealing the smooth pale skin of my back side and my moist
little pussy.

 "Oh God yes", Liam breathed, his
eyes fixed on my naked ass. “Fuck the rumors were true you really are a
dirty slut!”

“I cant help it Liam, I just love
being fucked… now stick that big black monster in me, show me what a little
whore i am”

He approached me slowly, and carefully
place one hand on my ass, gently rubbing my pussy lips as he aimed the dildo
and began to ease it in to me.

“mmm yes”, I moaned as I felt
that big rubber head open me up and the first few inches entered me,
“don’t stop, keep going”

In silent concentration Liam eased more and
more in, oh god it felt so good.

“That’s it baby, mmm so fucking
big”

 I could feel it filling my pussy totally,
even more than Marcus’ did with his big cock that night in the bar. It felt
like the head was nudging the entrance to my womb.

Liam stroked my ass as he began to move the
dildo in and out, the thick rubber veins stimulating the walls of my tight
little hole.

“Yess yes that’s it Liam fuck me with
it. Show me how to take that big black dick”

I closed my eyes as the sensations began to
build and I started to moan with pleasure.

 Liam pushed it right up to the hilt and I
let out a deep moan falling forward on to the desk, my tits spreading out under
me. Then he stopped. I was about to complain when I heard a couple of long
hisses and the big dildo began to twitch and grow inside me.

 "Oh fuck yes ughhhnn", I let out
another low moan as Liam began to inflate the cock, bigger and bigger. I looked
behind me, Liam had a lust filled stare on his face and his impressively large
cock was jutting out of his fly as he jerked it rhythmically, still inflating
the dildo.

 My eyes rolled upwards and I felt a tremor
in my body as the growing dildo filled me utterly, stretching me to the limits.

“Ugghnn fuck FUCK! Liam I cant take
any more..its too big.. oh yes”, my hands gripped the edge of the desk and
I felt something wet and cool on my ass. Liam was squirting lube over my
backside and pussy as he began to try and pump the brutally inflated rubber
cock in and out of my cunt. At first it wouldn’t move but after a moment or two
I felt it ease back and forth – and it felt amazing!

“ugggnn OH FUCK yes YESS!”, even
the smallest movement filled me with ecstasy and I began to shudder and writhe.

“Liam! oh God that feels fucking
amazing”

“If you like that you’re going to love
this you fucking slut”, he grunted and I felt my oil covered ass hole
being probed by his eager fingertip and then something hotter and harder nudge
my tight little hole.

“Oh yes you dirty boy yes. Go on, do
it… fuck me in the ass” I moaned lustily as I felt him push his
straining erection into my ass.

 Liam was pretty well endowed and his rock
hard dick needed a good hard push to open me up and ease into my body. My ass
was extra tight due to the massive dildo in my pussy, but after a few grunts
Liam managed to get his bone hard erection into my ass and started fucking me.

 I lost control and began to cum so hard I
almost passed I out, I became like an animal possessed, writhing around on the
desk grunting and swearing: “Thats it you dirty bastard use me! USE MY HOLES!
Fuck my cunt you bastard that’s it yes yes YESS!”

I thrust my ass back and forth against his
violent fucking, my juices running down my thighs, my pussy lips stretched wide
around the obscene rubber thing stuck deep inside me.

 Liam up his pace and began to grunt loudly,
he was balls deep in my ass when he shouted,“ TAKE IT YOU FILTHY FUCK PIG
TAKE MY LOAD”

 My over sensitized ass felt his rigid cock
jerk and twitch and I felt the hot, surge of his cum filling my ass up. Jesus
it felt like he pumped a pint of the thick gooey stuff into me. He pulled out
leaving me face down on the desk, my dress around my waist and the massive
black rubber cock jutting from my twitching pussy. His thick cum ran out of my
puckered ass hole and mixed with my pussy juices running down the inside of my
spread thighs.

 I moaned softly with exquisite pleasure,
then felt Liams hand in my hair, pulling my head to one side. He was now beside
the desk, his fat semi erect cock was shoved towards my face. It was red, veiny
and covered in his creamy cum.

 "Suck my cock you dirty slut, suck
it", he said, suddenly filled with confidence, he was making the most of
his time with his new fuck toy. I opened my mouth and sucked his swollen cock
head, cleaning the cum off with my tongue and savouring the taste. I felt it
twitch and throb and it began to grow in my mouth. I took him deeper, lapping
my eager tongue on the underside of his lovely young cock. Before I knew it he
was thick and fully erect again and began sliding his length deep into my
willing throat. Oh god I love teenage boys and their recovery time.

 The big mushroom shaped head of his dick
was reaching deep into my throat as he pulled my head to him using handfuls of
my hair. His cock felt about 9 or 10 inches long, and he savoured getting the
whole lot down my ungagging throat before extracting it in a drolly mess and
slapping it across my face. I could feel my mascara running… I must have
looked a state.

 He grabbed my shoulders and moved me on to
my back, my head hanging off the desk giving him unhindered access to my eager
throat. He pushed his cock in again and began to thrust in and out, his hand s
grabbing my big naked tits and his balls slapping against my face. I felt like
a piece of meat, only good for fucking.. and I loved it. I moved my hands down
my jerking body and rubbed my clit, my other hand began to move the big rubber
cock around in my pussy. Oh fuck it felt so good.

“Look at you, you whore, you fuck meat
slut.. that’s it take my cock like a pro”

 I shuddered with a shattering orgasm, my
body arching on the desk with Liam pulling at my hard nipples as he banged his
cock balls deep into my face and released another massive load into me. I
swallowed and swallowed, I was worried I might choke. He kept cumming and I kept
swallowing. Eventually he eased his thick slimy cock from my mouth, drool and
cum ran down my face and I gurgled in slutty happiness.

 I lay there as Liam sorted him self out and
got back into his clothes.

“Fuck that was good” he grinned.

I smiled, rolling onto my side and sliding
a stocking leg up to my tummy, my ass on full display with the end of the cock
locker jutting out with its rubber tube and inflater bulb hanging behind.

“Mmm that was good”, I replied,
twisting the valve and releasing the air in the massive fat dildo. My pussy
tingled as I removed the rubber cock with a slimy pop.

“When I get back from New York I want
to do it again… but next time I want you to bring some friends”, I
smiled bringing the glistening distended dildo to my mouth and sucking on its
still quite extreme size.

“Oh fuck yes, that would be perfect, I
know just the guys, you’re gonna get it good, you wont get a minutes rest”

‘Oh god’ I thought, ‘I fucking love teenage
boys"

Jack In the Cast

Short Story

The light knocking on the door caused Jack Benson to take a deep breath,
grit his teeth, and finally call out. “Yeah, who’s there?”

From behind the closed bedroom door came the low voice of Kathy Collett, “Jack, it’s Kathy. Can I come in?”

Sighing loudly Jack answered “Ah yeah, I guess. Come on in Kathy.”

“I brought you a present for Valentine’s Day.” She began as she swung
the door open and waltzed into the room carrying a wrapped box, a
bouquet of flowers and a card. When her eyes came to rest on the sight
of Jack on the hospital bed, she exclaimed “Oh Jesus, look at you! A
whole body cast Jack?” She pushed the door shut behind her with her
foot, rushed over to the side of the bed and placed the items on a small
wheeled table.

Jack wanted to turn his head to look at Kathy, but the cast went around
his neck and covered the back of his head so he couldn’t. In fact, the
cast was so complete, the only areas that were uncovered was Jack’s
face, his penis, and his buttocks so that he could urinate and defecate,
his fingers and his toes. At the moment, a towel was covering his
private areas.

“Yeah, you’ll have to forgive me for not getting up.” Jack joked with a hint of sarcasm.

Coming up alongside where Jack could see her, Kathy asked “What the hell
happened? I mean, I heard that you had a bad fall off the side of the
mountain and was pretty messed up and all, but I didn’t expect this. How
did you fall, and what happened?” Tears were building up in the corners
of her eyes and threatening to spill over her chubby face as she looked
on in total disbelief.

“Oh shit Kathy. You know, I’ve been over this so many times already, and
I’m really not in the mood to go over the whole thing again.” Jack
snapped angrily. Then, upon seeing the hurt look in Kathy’s eyes, he
softened his voice and said “Look, I uh, I really appreciate that you
came all the way over here to visit me and all, but I guess I’m not the
best company right now you know. I’m really sorry, but I’m kind of
embarrassed about the whole thing. You should probably just go before I
say something else I’m gonna regret.”

Jack and Kathy had known each other for about three years, and Jack was
well aware of how sensitive she was. It all had to do with Kathy’s
weight, which she constantly struggled with keeping under control. She
was now what some would call “pleasantly plump”, but in her eyes, she
was fat and ugly, and no one, including Jack, could convince her
otherwise. In reality, Jack thought Kathy had a very pretty face, and
her womanly curves were not at all unattractive, it was just that he was
in love with someone else, someone who was unfortunately already taken.

“It’s okay Jack, I’m not offended, and I’m not leaving you either.”
Kathy reassured. “I got a text from Walt saying that you was busted up
pretty good, but I had no idea it was this bad. I just wanted to let you
know though, don’t worry about the office. Between me and Walt and
Mathews, we’ll handle the extra load while you heal. You just
concentrate on getting better, and if you come back… when you come
back, your job will still be waiting for you. We’ll handle things in
your absence ”

“Thanks Kathy, I appreciate that.” Jack said, his voice softening as he realized that she really meant well.

Looking at her closely for the first time since she showed up, Jack
noticed how nice she looked. She was wearing a dress with pink, red and
white flowers all over and her ample cleavage was on display. Not at all
what he was used to seeing her wear in the office. “You look very nice
in that dress Kathy.”

“Oh thank you Jack. It’s my Valentine’s Day dress.”

“Yeah, Valentine’s Day, I guess I forgot all about that. It’s not like I’ve got anyone to celebrate it with anyway.”

“I know,” Kathy began, “I think it must be the long hours you work Jack.
There’s just no time for a relationship.” She paused for a second
before adding as an afterthought. “Even though you’d make a terrific
boyfriend.”

That last comment caused Jack to smile and blush a bit. “Thanks Kathy. That’s nice of you.”

There was a long moment of uncomfortable silence before Kathy sighed loudly and asked
“Are you in a lot of pain?”

“I’m on some pretty good pain medication, but it’s been a few hours, so
I’m feeling some discomfort. Thing is, the pain meds make my brain
fuzzy, so I almost welcome the pain, just not too much pain.”

“Look Jack, if you truly want me to leave so you can lie here staring up
at the ceiling, wallowing in self pity, then I will leave. But I came
here today because I want to spend time with you. I want to help you
with whatever you need help with. I’m here for you Jack. What would you
like?”

“I have a live in nurse that takes care of everything Kath, but if you
want to hang out here for awhile, it’s up to you. I just don’t think I’m
gonna be real good company today ya know.”

“Oh Jack, I feel so bad for you. You sound so…depressed right now.” Kathy said with a sad face.

“Depressed huh? Gee, I can’t imagine why I’d be depressed. I mean,
doesn’t everyone want to be laid up in a full body cast for two to three
months of their life? I mean shit Kathy, I can’t feed myself, I can’t
scratch myself, I need help shitting and pissing. Shit, I can’t even
fucking jerk off. What on earth do you think I should be fucking
depressed about Kathy?” Once again, Jack was letting his emotions get
the best of him.

“I’m so sorry Jack.” Kathy said. “But I can help you do whatever you
want. Do you want something to eat or drink? Do you need to use the
restroom? I can do whatever.” She placed her hand on the cast over his
upper thigh.

“I’m fine Kathy, thank you for offering, but I’m fine.”

There was a pause as Kathy took a deep breath and carefully slid her
hand higher up the cast until her fingertips found the cutout for his
penis. An eight inch diameter hole left him completely exposed so he
could urinate and be cleaned as needed. As Kathy’s finger slipped under
the towel that was keeping him covered, Jack’s eyes opened wide.

“Are you absolutely certain Jack? Are you positive that there
is…nothing you want from me?” Kathy said with a raised eyebrow, her
fingers came to rest just a scant inch or so from his penis.

“Kathy, what the hell are you doing?” Jack asked.

“I’m here to help you Jack.” Kathy answered and wrapped her fingers
around his cock. She moved up so her face was right above his and said
with a pouty look on her face, “You do want me to help you, don’t you
Jack?”

Jack couldn’t believe Kathy was doing this. This was so out of character
for her. “Jesus, are you serious?” He asked incredulously.

“It’s Valentine’s Day Jack. No one should have to spend Valentine’s Day
alone and depressed. I can help you feel better, and no one ever has to
find out we did this. Just relax and let me take care of you.” Kathy
said as she started to make her way down toward the towel covering her
hand and his cock.

The caressing hand was coaxing the blood flow into Jack’s penis, causing
it to begin swelling, even though he was still unsure of this whole
thing. “But what if the nurse comes in? Shit Kathy, this is crazy. You
shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Oh…do you want me to stop Jack? I don’t think this big guy wants me
to stop. After all, he is rapidly rising to attention. Are you going to
pass up a Valentine’s Day blow job?” Kathy smiled and with her free hand
she pulled the towel aside, revealing a perfectly shaped, seven inch,
circumcised penis. “Oh, you have such a beautiful, big, juicy cock.”

“Kathy!” Jack snapped loudly, then lowered his voice to an urgent
whisper. “This is not right. I’m your boss for Christ sakes.” He said,
but for some reason he didn’t sound too convincing.

“You’re not gonna fire me are you Jack? ” Kathy asked, lowering her face
down closer to his cock. “Not before I take this lovely cock deep in my
mouth and suck all of its cum out. Are you Jack?” She stuck her tongue
out and touched the tip to the very top of his penis, which instantly
filled to near bursting with blood. Her tongue tip sought out his pee
hole and she wiggled it back and forth, as if trying to push her tongue
inside.

Jack moaned at the sensation and tried to look down at what she was
doing, but he couldn’t see past the white cast over his chest. “This
isn’t like you Kathy. Why are you doing this?”

“If you want me to stop Jack, all you have to do is tell me to stop.”
Kathy said, then puckered her lips and blew cool air on the wet tip,
causing him to shudder. After a moment of quiet, she lowered her still
puckered lips and placed a big, soft, wet kiss on the very top of his
penis. “Do you want me to stop Jack?”

Still wondering what had come over the normally chaste woman, Jack
struggled to answer. This was not at all like the woman he knew in the
office. In fact, the woman that he had worked with every day for the
last three years was so reserved that the mere mention of anything sex
related would cause her to blush deeply. She never discussed her private
life, even when asked, she would tell the person that she didn’t
discuss private matters at work. This was so strange and awkward, but it
felt so good.

When Jack didn’t answer, Kathy tightened her grip around his cock,
squeezing until the head turned bright red and shiny, and a tiny drop of
precum formed on the slit. “You have such a lovely cock Jack. I’ve
always wanted to see it, to… hold it, to…taste it.” She spoke with a
husky voice that was supremely sexy, and then put her lips back on the
tip and slurped up the drop of precum.

“Unghh!” Jack moaned from the incredible feelings that Kathy was
causing. The worries that he had of the nurse coming in were gone now,
replaced by the need for sexual gratification. It didn’t matter anymore
that it was Kathy, the plump woman that he worked with in the office,
who he had often thought of as frigid because she was so uptight about
things. She wasn’t uptight now.

Suddenly, Kathy let go of his penis and stood up saying “You know, I’m
getting awfully horny down here. You don’t mind if I get undressed do
you?” Without waiting for an answer, she unhooked the dress straps from
her shoulders and peeled the garment down her body until it hit the
floor. She was now only wearing a bra and panties, her cantaloupe sized
breasts seemingly threatening to pop out the top of her bra. She leaned
forward, showing her ample cleavage to Jack, who found himself unable to
pry his eyes away.

At work, Kathy had never worn anything even the least bit revealing.
Now, Jack was staring at the most incredible looking pair of breasts
that he’d ever seen in the flesh, and he couldn’t even see them all yet.

“Do you like them Jack?”

Jack nodded what little bit he could without even realizing, his mouth
watering and his fingers wiggling what little they could inside the hard
casing of the cast.

Reaching behind her back, Kathy unclasped her bra and let it drop, but
before it fell away completely, she draped her right arm across her
chest, keeping her nipples hidden. Jack thought he got a glimpse of
areola, but couldn’t be certain. His cock was straining and waving in
the breeze, wanting attention, needing attention.

“Do you want to feel them Jack?”

“Yes” came the whisper soft voice from Jack. He wanted to bury his face in her glorious globes.

Kathy moved up so she was standing right next to Jack’s face and slowly
lowered her arm, revealing all of her chest for the first time. They
were magnificent, Jack thought. The largest ones he had ever seen in
person. Her nipples were huge, sticking out nearly a full inch from her
bulbous breasts, with areolas that surrounded each one, the size of a
half dollar coin.

Jack was mesmerized by the sight, and watched as she leaned over and
placed one of her nipples into his open mouth. Like a hungry baby, Jack
latched onto her nipple and began to suckle. He twirled his tongue
gently around the nub, causing Kathy to moan deep in her throat and push
down more of her breast flesh into Jack’s hungry mouth.

While Jack was busily sucking away at Kathy’s swollen nipple, Kathy’s
hands were busy rubbing her needy clit through the material of her
panties. It had taken an enormous amount of courage for her to do this,
and the stress that she had been under from the moment she walked into
the room had served to heighten her excitement, making her more horny
than she could ever remember being.

As good as it felt to have her nipples sucked and nibbled on, Kathy knew
that she wasn’t going to be satisfied with just nipple play. She stood
up, her breast making a *pop* noise as the suction broke from Jack’s
mouth. The air felt cool on her moist nipple.

“Jack honey, do you mind if I play with my pussy while I suck your big,
wonderful cock?” Kathy asked. She was talking in the sexiest voice that
Jack had ever heard.

“Ah… shit no. I ah I don’t mind Kath.” Jack mumbled.

“Good, because I’m so fucking horny. I want to cum just as badly as you do.”

She grabbed his swollen member in her plump hand again, while her other
hand was still pushing the material of her underwear up into the crack
of her pussy. The crotch area was already soaked from her leaking pussy
juices.

Moving her face back down to Jack’s penis, Kathy laid it forward, then
placed her nose right into his pubic hair. The smell of a man “down
there” was always such a big turn on for Kathy, and this was no
different. She inhaled his manly aroma, the smell sending jolts of spine
tingling electricity straight to her super charged pussy.

“Mmmmmmmm” She moaned as she exhaled, her eyelids drooping and her
breasts heaving.  Her tongue slid out into his thatch of coarse hair and
she licked from the base of his shaft all the way up to the helmet
shaped head. Back down to the base once again, her tongue flattened out
on his shaft as she licked her way slowly back to the head again. Three
times, four times, five times she repeated the action, only stopping to
remove a stray hair that stuck momentarily to her tongue.

As for Jack, he was certainly enjoying the attention, but he wished that
he could move. He wanted to feel Kathy’s body. He wanted to feel her
womanly curves that he knew were so soft and supple. He wanted to take
control of the situation like he was used to, but he was in no position
to do that, so he would have to let her do what she wanted.

Kathy played with Jack’s throbbing tool for several minutes. She had
stopped the long slow licks from base to tip, and was now just flicking
her tongue around his frenulum, that little elastic band of tissue just
below the glans. She could tell from his grunts and groans that she was
having an effect on him. After a few minutes of that, she slid up and
wrapped her large breasts firmly around his spit soaked tool and slid
them up and down several times, eliciting several moans of pleasure from
Jack.

The pressure was building up inside Jack’s scrotum, as his full balls
were getting ready to deposit their seed. “Oh fuck Kathy, you’re gonna
make me cum.” He groaned. His body wanted to thrust, needed to thrust,
but there was no way to move. He was at her mercy, and Kathy was taking
her time.

Sensing that he was getting close to orgasm, Kathy stood up and released
his cock. She slid her fingers in around the edge of her panties and
dipped two fingers deep into her pussy, getting them soaked with her
juices. Then she pulled her hand out, put her fingers up to Jack’s nose,
and wiped her sweet smelling pussy scent on his upper lip.

“There, now you can smell my excitement.” She cooed at him.

“Please…” Jack moaned “…help me cum Kathy. I need to cum so badly.”
The thick scent of her hot cunt was intoxicating, and it heightened his
desire and need to cum.

“You want me to finish you Jack?” She asked with a sly grin.

“Oh God yes…Please Kathy.”

“Okay, but only if you promise me one thing Jack. Only if you promise to
shoot your sweet cream into my mouth every single day while you’re in
this cast. Will you do that for me Jack?”

Jack was beside himself with need, and he nodded and nearly shouted “Oh fuck yeah, just finish me pleeease.”

“Okay Jack. I’m gonna suck all the hot, sticky spunk out of your balls now. Are you ready?”

“Shit Kathy, just fucking do it please. Hurry”

Kathy giggled and said “Here it comes Jack.” In one motion, she engulfed
the first four inches of Jack’s cock into her mouth. Her soft, wet lips
and tongue closed around his throbbing shaft and she sucked, while her
tongue flicked the underside.

“Ohhh fuck!” Jack gasped as he felt the sudden heat from her sucking
mouth. It was exquisite, and he knew it would only take moments before
he gave up his seed.

Kathy was no novice at sucking cock, and she used all her talents to
bring her boss the most satisfying pleasure. She cupped his balls with
one hand while the other grasped the base of his seven inch cock. With
her mouth sealed around his shaft, she began to rise and fall, her hand
staying right with her mouth, giving him the sensation of deep throat.
She gently massaged his balls and tickled the spot just under his sack
and next to his asshole.

“Oh shit Kathy, I’m so close. Oh fuck I’m gonna cummmm!” Jack cried out.
He had forgotten about the live-in nurse who was somewhere in the house
at that very moment, probably making some food, since it was nearly
dinner time.

Using her mouth like a velvety soft vacuum, Kathy redoubled her efforts,
making ‘mmmfff’ sounds on each upswing. She felt his cock grow to even
more enormous proportions, stretching her lips wider than she thought
possible.

Still babbling and grunting like a madman, Jack could feel the
beginnings of his orgasm. He had reached the apex. That point of no
return when, even if all stimulation ceased immediately, the penis would
continue to spew its contents. “Ahhh I’m cumming, oh fuck….” He
yelled as he felt the first spasms of orgasm.

Kathy backed off a bit, as she felt the cock in her mouth start to jerk
and a second later, the first blast of hot cum came rushing out of the
tip, spraying the back of her throat. She swallowed quickly as another
spurt joined the first. The thick cream sliding down her gullet warmed
her throat. The taste was not pleasant, but Kathy enjoyed the feeling of
power and the eroticism of the act enough to stomach the bad taste.

Several smaller squirts of cum followed, and Kathy continued to suck
every last drop. Finally, when Jack’s cock stopped throbbing and
dripping its seed, Kathy pulled her mouth off with a loud ‘pop’, leaving
the bright red head glistening from her saliva.

“Mmmm that was so hot!” Kathy exclaimed. “Did you like that Jack?”

“Oh fuck yeah.” He gasped weakly.

“Good, because I’ll be back to do it again tomorrow.” She said as she moved back up to look him in the eyes.

“Jesus Kathy, what’s gotten into you?”

“Well, I’ve wanted you for a long time Jack. You’re just too blind to
see it.  When I saw you lying here all sealed up in this cast, and being
Valentine’s Day and all, I just realized that this may be my only
chance. Jack, you may never fall in love with me. Hell, I don’t expect
you to fall in love with me. But I’ve been in love with you for years
now, and if I can do anything to make your time in this stupid cast any
better, then I’m going to do it, and if that means coming back here
every day and giving you pleasure, then that’s what I’m going to do.”

Jack contemplated what he had just been told, then softly said “Wow Kathy, I…I had no idea.”

“Well, now you do.” Kathy said matter of factly. “So, I’m gonna get
going now, so I can go take care of myself, if you know what I mean.”

Jack knew exactly what she meant. “Yeah, I know what you mean. If I could help, I would you know.”

“Make me a promise then, that when you get better, you’ll show me some of the same as I just showed you. Maybe even more.”

“I’d like that Kathy. I’d like that a lot.”

Kathy smiled a warm smile then leaned down and kissed her boss tenderly
on the lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow Jack.” She said, as she picked up
her discarded dress and bra.

Standing beside the bed, Kathy yanked her soaked panties off. She hadn’t
cum, but they were still very wet from her lubricating juices, and the
smell in them was intense. She dressed quickly while her still dazed
boss looked on.  

Finally, when she was all put back together, she said “One more thing
Jack.” and held up her soiled underwear. “Here’s something to help keep
your mind off the pain, for a little while anyway.”

As Jack looked on, Kathy placed the crotch of her panties over Jack’s
nose and mouth,and left them there. “Bye now, and Happy Valentines day.”
She said and headed out again.

“Hey…hey you can’t just leave me like this.” Jack blurted, but Kathy
walked out and shut the door without looking back. “Shit!” he grumbled
as the musky smell of her cunt overwhelmed his senses. When the nurse
came in to check on him about ten minutes later, she found him with his
cock fully engorged, and his face still hidden under the sodden panties.

Beaver Hunt

Short Story

Thinking of the perfect gift is always hard
when you want it to be just the right one for that special someone in your
life. My husband’s birthday is next week and I still haven’t found the perfect
gift for him yet. His favourite past time second to sex is hunting. I decided
to pick up one of his hunting magazines and see if it would give me some kind
of idea. I started to read an article about a beautiful hunting lodge in
Pennsylvania, where there was plenty of white tail dear to hunt. I realized
this would make a great gift. He’s been overworked lately at the office and
under a lot of stress. He will never expect a surprise trip like this.

I called and booked the hunt for the
following week. They were very friendly and helpful there, they gave me all the
details, and he will have 5 full days of peaceful hunting. I have never gotten
into hunting with him; I enjoy staying back and catching up on my reading. This
lodge appears to be a beautiful place just for that. I called my husband at
work and told him we are going on a trip next week, don’t ask and questions and
just trust me. He sounded surprised and hesitant for a moment and finally just
replied “okay”.

The morning of our departure finally
arrived; my husband still had no idea where we were going. Nothing went right
that morning, first our friends were late picking us up for the airport, we
finally got on the road, and traffic was a nightmare. We finally reached the
airport without much time to spare and realized I forgot my own luggage. The
lady at the airline counter was very rude which did not help my mood. During
the check in process it was discovered they messed up on our seating assignment
and we were not sitting together or even close. After speaking to a supervisor,
they finally were able to make some adjustments and seat us together. We were
then directed to our gate after spending 15 minutes trying to get through the
metal detectors and figure out why my husband kept setting the alarm off! Just
as I begin to feel this trip was a mistake, we finally get through the metal
detectors and arrive at our gate. We were one of the last ones to board as we
were late arriving. Once inside and seated, we took a deep breath and looked at
each other with pure relief. I really hope things start looking up from here.

Our flight lasted almost 6 hours and it was
uneventful. By now my husband knew we were going to Pennsylvania obviously,
however he still had no idea why. After getting his luggage, we went to the car
rental counter and rented a nice SUV. I asked an employee if he was familiar
with the hunting lodge and showed him the address. The employee was very
familiar with it, even stated how beautiful it was there. He gave me directions
which seemed easy enough however after the morning I just had, I didn’t want to
jump the gun and get excited yet.

We arrived at the lodge without any
difficulty. My husband saw the name of the lodge and realized what type of
lodge it was, his face immediately lit up as I leaned over to give him a kiss and
tell him Happy Birthday. I knew instantly I had found the perfect gift for him.
He suddenly stopped and said “I can’t hunt, I don’t have my bow”, I
just smiled and told him “I had your bow and hunting equipment shipped
here 2 days ago, with the hope you wouldn’t notice it missing from home”.
He kissed me and reminded me of what a lucky guy he was.

A very handsome man which appeared to be in
his late thirties or very early forties came over and introduced himself as
George, our guide for the trip. I noticed immediately how handsome of a guy he
was. He didn’t dress fancy, jeans and a t-shirt, but they looked great on him!
He had dark hair and a medium build. He had very mysterious eyes that I found
myself getting lost in. As I diverted my attention back to my husband, I
realized both him and my husband noticed my thoughts were somewhere else, I
felt my face get red with embarrassment. George suggested a tour of the
property after we had a chance to get settled in our room. He led us to our
room so we could freshen up and leave the luggage. This reminded me, I didn’t
have any luggage and would need to find a place to go shopping and buy a few
things. I asked George if there was a mall nearby, he said the nearest one was
about an hour away. I told him my predicament and he suggested having Suzie the
lodge receptionist take me to the mall while my husband and him spent some time
going over plans for the next 5 days. This was a great idea to me! We made
plans to go in about an hour.

Suzie was a very pleasant person to be
with; she was a little younger than I with long dark hair and green eyes. She
was very attractive with a sweet personality. We talked quite a bit on the way
to the mall as she shared quite a bit about her personal life. She had ended a
relationship about a year ago and was still single and looking for Mr. Right.

I was able to find everything I needed
including a very sexy black see thru negligee; I know this one will drive my
husband crazy! Suzie and I continued to talk on the way home and made plans to
spend some more time together while the boys were out hunting.

That night at the dinner table, I found it
hard to take my eyes off George. I loved the way he made those jeans look like
they were made for him personally. His eyes were so mysterious; I couldn’t draw
my attention away from him for a single moment. I could only hope my husband
didn’t notice. My husband was telling stories of previous hunts he had been on
and was having a really good time doing so. By now George was staring at me as
much as I was him. I felt a warm feeling rush through my body like a high
school girl with her first crush. I also felt my pussy begin to get moist and
throb, George was now starting to excite me in other ways. I didn’t understand
what was going on with me; I had not been with any other man since I met my
husband. Now there was this handsome stranger and all I could think of was
wanting to spend more time with him.

The next morning, the men headed out early
for their first day of hunting. I went downstairs about 7am and found Suzie
eating breakfast with a few others. I sat down as Suzie introduced me to the
others at the table. We chatted for a while during breakfast, when I was
finished I excused myself from the table and went upstairs to take a shower.

As the hot water flowed down my body and
over my breasts, I began thinking of George. I felt my nipples begin to get
hard and my clit throb. I slowly ran my fingertips around each of my nipples,
pinching each one gently; this sent a feeling of pleasure through my body. I
continued to run my hands along my body stopping at my pussy which was
throbbing and very wet. I slowly began to rub my hard clit back and forth
causing myself to let out a moan. I then stuck one finger inside my wet hole
slowly fucking myself; I then stuck a second finger inside causing even more
pleasure to rush through my body. I fingered my wet hole vigorously going
deeper and harder each time.

My thoughts were on George and imagining
him between my legs eating my pussy, this took me into an almost instant orgasm
as my knees buckled and my pussy began to quiver, the wave of pleasure shot
through my body as my orgasm began to build. Just then I knew I couldn’t hold
back any longer and came with such force as I let out the most satisfying moan
of pure pleasure. I tried to catch my breath and gather myself once again. I
slowly took the fingers I used to fuck myself with and sucked my sweet nectar
off of them while thinking to myself George has never tasted anything as sweet
as I. I then remembered the dildo I picked up yesterday while shopping with
Suzie. I found it in a great adult store near the mall, they had so many great
toys in there, I could have spent all day and would have loved to buy one of
everything however, I decided on one 8-inch dildo.

Just as I was about to exit the bathroom, I
saw Suzie standing there staring at me as she fingered her own pussy. She could
tell I was startled and responded by apologizing to me for scaring me. She said
she had come up to ask me if I would like to go shopping today at a great new
clothing store. She said when I didn’t answer the door, she proceeded to open
it to make sure I was okay and then noticed me in the shower and froze. She
said she became excited watching me finger myself and give myself an orgasm.
She was really feeling turned on and didn’t understand it because she had never
thought of being with a woman before.

I myself had never been with a woman before
either however, I had to admit watching Suzie stand there and finger her wet
pussy turned me on. I invited her to sit on the bed; we both just sat there for
a second and stared at each other. I went to reach for a strand of her hair and
she grabbed my hand kissing it gently and licking the fingers I had just
fingered myself with.

She said she was dreaming of tasting my cum
as she watched me lick my fingers in the shower.

I found myself getting wet all over again
as she sucked my fingers, it sent a chill down my spine and a feeling of
excitement I can’t explain. I reached up and felt one of her breasts feeling
that her nipples were already rock hard as my own. Her breasts were a little
smaller than mine, she was probably a B cup as I am a C cup, her breasts were
hard and round perfect in shape. I rubbed her nipple through her top then started
to slowly unbutton her blouse one button at a time exposing soft pink nipples
ready for more attention.

After removing her top and her bra, I took
one of her nipples into my mouth running my tongue around it teasing it. I felt
her body tense and her back arch as she let out a slight moan. I started to
suck on her nipple gently biting it once in a while; this caused her to moan a
little louder. I eased her back to a laying position on my bed as I started to
unbutton her jeans. I was able to slide her jeans off only leaving her in a
pair of black lace panties. I slipped my hand into them working my way down to
her wetness. I could instantly feel the heat of her pussy and the throb, the
need for pleasure. My fingers found her hole; I started out rubbing her clit
back and forth feeling her juice everywhere my finger moved. I started to run
my tongue down her stomach and around her naval as I slowly eased my finger
into her wet pussy. Her moans almost became cries now of pure pleasure. I felt
my own tight pussy getting very wet and throbbing with much force. I can’t
remember ever feeling this erotic, I was on fire!

I continued to run my tongue around her
abdomen area slowly making my way down inch by inch until my tongue rested
between her legs. I gently spread her lips and slowly ran my tongue around her
clit tasting her wetness, I continued to run my tongue around her clit area
then slowly into her wet hole, just then she let out a loud moan and her body
stiffened as she begged me to eat her pussy. I began to fuck her pussy with my
tongue causing her to scream out in complete sexual pleasure. I would stop long
enough to suck her clit and then fuck her again with my tongue.

She started saying she couldn’t hold back
much longer just as I grabbed my new dildo and slowly inserted it into her ass
as I continued to eat her pussy. I started out slow with the dildo and then
more rapid, her body was becoming out of control as I began to fuck her with
the dildo even faster getting it deeper into her ass each time. She began to
scream “I’m cumming”, just then I tasted a flow of warm sweet cum run
out of her pussy and into my mouth. I continued to lick teasing her now very
sensitive clit.

Just then there was a knock at my bedroom
door, both of us frozen in place. The voice yelled out, “Mrs. Carney are
you in there”? I recognized the voice; it was George, sweet handsome
George! I asked him to hold on a moment. Suzie was scared, she didn’t want to
get caught and lose her job. In my heart I knew George was just too sweet of a
guy to get an employee, like her, fired. I told her to just calm down and relax
and gave her my husband’s robe to put on. I slipped my own robe on and opened
the door.

I don’t think shock would quite describe
George’s face as he looked into the room, his eyes moving from Suzie and back
to me. I invited him to come in; he mumbled something about my husband staying
out with the others for a while and wanted to let me know so I wouldn’t worry.

I asked him again to please come in and
reached for his hand to lead him into my room. He admitted he didn’t feel
comfortable being there, however I looked down and saw a huge bulge in his
jeans. I just smiled and pulled him into the room.

I admitted to him, as I started to rub his
cock, that I found him to be extremely sexy and I couldn’t take my eyes off of
him from the time we got there. He blushed and told me how beautiful I was.
Suzie walked over and helped me lift his t-shirt off, after that I unbuttoned
his jeans as Suzie unzipped them. We finally got him out of his jeans and
boxers and there stood a very stiff cock just waiting for some fun.

I started to stroke his cock as George took
my face and began to kiss me passionately, our tongues teasing each other and
enjoying each other’s taste. He began to slowly kiss my neck and behind my ear,
sending me into a sexual frenzy. Suzie and I took each of his hands and led him
to the bed. He stood at the end of the bed as Suzie and I began to suck his
hard cock. I started out teasing the head of his dick as she would suck each of
his swollen balls, then we took turns sucking every inch of him savouring the
taste of his pre-cum. I took my tongue and licked up some precum off the tip of
his cock and Suzie sucked it off my tongue.

George reached down taking my long hair gently
into his hands and then grabbing my head pushing his cock deep into my mouth, I
could feel him touching my tonsils, I wanted every inch of this man!

As I continued to suck his dick, Suzie made
her way between my legs and began to suck and lick my wet pussy. This almost
made me cum instantly however I fought the urge; I wanted to hold on a little
longer. Suzie continued to lick and suck my clit and then stuck her tongue deep
into my hole fucking me with it hard, I felt myself starting to loose control as
I exploded, sweet warm cum came pouring out of my pussy and into her mouth.

Just then George leaned down and started to
taste my sweet juices licking and savouring every bit of it. When he stood up
again, I took his hard dick back into my mouth sucking every inch of him,
suddenly the door opened and there stood my husband holding his bow and a look
of pure shock on his face!

None of us moved at first, suddenly Suzie
walked over to him and led him by the hand back to the bed. Suzie pushed him
down on the bed and told him to relax and enjoy the fun. She then unzipped his
pants and took his now semi hard cock into her hand as she knelt down. She
started licking his cock up and down the length of his shaft. He quickly became
as hard as I had ever seen it.

I started to suck Georges dick again as my
husband just stared at me, his facial expression changed from shock to pleasure
as quickly as his dick got hard. As he was having his dick sucked by Suzie he
watched me suck Georges and just gave me a big smile.

George was in his own world of pleasure
enjoying the feeling of me sucking his cock. I could taste more and more
pre-cum and knew it wouldn’t be long before he blew a nut in my mouth. I told
him I wanted him to explode in my mouth, I let him know I wanted to taste and
swallow every last wonderful drop of him.

I turned to look at my husband who had
since lost some of the interest in me and had more on Suzie. She had already
taken his pants off of him sucking his hard cock and fingering her own wet
pussy. She was taking his entire shaft into her mouth and each time her tongue
would lick his balls.

I felt George stiffen and take in a deep
breath, just then he let out a huge moan and pulled his cock away from my mouth
just as his cock started spraying cum onto my tits, I grabbed his cock and
forced it into my mouth sucking each drop and savoring his wonderful taste. I
wanted more of this man; I looked up into his eyes and asked him to fuck me.

I could hear my husband moaning behind me
as the sound of Suzie sucking his cock became louder and fiercer.

George bent me over the bed and slowly
pushed his cock into my tight wet pussy. He started out putting in one inch at
a time, and oh he felt so good! Finally, he got his entire cock into my tight
hole and began thrusting back and forth moving slow then suddenly faster
leaving me wanting more of him.

I turned just as I heard Suzie moan and saw
her on top of my husband riding him like a wild bull. My husband’s eyes were
shut tight taking deep breaths and trying not to moan out loud. Suzie was
moaning loud at this point and I could see her pussy dripping juice down my
husband’s balls.

Watching another woman fuck my husband
turned me on so much! I began to tell George to fuck me harder; I suddenly
wanted him deep and wanted him to pound my wet pussy even harder.

George began to lose control and started to
moan and yell, “your pussy is so tight”! “I want to cum in your
tight pussy”!

At this point I couldn’t hold back any
longer and I let go and screamed a sound of pleasure as I came all over Georges
cock, drenching his dick and balls, just then George lost control himself and
shot a hot load of cum deep into my pussy. I felt wave after wave of hot cum
shoot inside my pussy as he came for the second time. I moved out from in front
of George and took his cock into my mouth sucking the last of the cum off his
cock, and cleaning all of my sweet juices from his shaft.

We both lay together watching Suzie fuck
the shit out of my husband. My husband flipped Suzie over onto the bed driving
his cock deep into her pussy pounding her like there was no tomorrow causing
Suzie to scream out in complete sexual satisfaction, by now my husband was no
longer holding back his own moans either. My husband began to pound her fast
and hard taking his cock as deep as it would go, Suzie let go and exploded all
over his cock and balls just as he let go as well and came deep into her pussy.

I went over to my husband and took his cock
and shoved it into my mouth sucking his cock clean and savouring his wonderful
taste as well. I can’t remember the last time either of us came as hard as we
did today.

Suzie took my husband by the hand and led
him to the shower where they soaped and felt each other up. George made his way
down to my dripping pussy and slowly started to run his tongue around my
swollen clit, sucking then licking and teasing. I was tired however I wanted
more of him so I just laid back and enjoyed the wonderful feeling. He began to
eat my pussy fucking me with his tongue, sticking it in deep then sucking my
clit and licking around my hole, this began to drive me crazy as I grabbed his
head and shoved it into my pussy begging him to take me. He continued to eat my
pussy until I once again had a mind-blowing orgasm and came right in his mouth.
This time I made him share my sweet nectar with me.

Later that evening after having time to
relax and catch our breath, we all agreed on one thing, we would make this trip
a ritual every year, plus George and Suzie would come out to our home once a year
and spend a week experiencing more mind blowing sexual pleasure!

My husband leaned over kissing me hard on
the mouth thanking me for the best birthday present a man could dream of. Maybe
I should start thinking of other surprises for him, I sure enjoyed this one!

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