I’ve been going to yoga class for a while now. I enjoy it, it’s a nice way to finish a weightlifting session: plus there are some great views in that class. There’s this one girl I had a bit of a thing with a while ago.
Her name was Rowanna but I never found that out until after we’d had sex. She’s most of reason I joined the class, I used to leave the gym at about eight, right as she would go into the studio. I’d faff around tying my shoelace or looking for something in my bag as long as I could outside those glass doors but I didn’t want to look weird so I eventually signed myself up. She was a young girl, just about eighteen. Her blonde hair sat on her shoulders and stopped just above her round, heavy breasts. She had a tiny waist on her petite frame, wide hips, slender arms & legs but most notably: a mesmerising arse. A proper bubble butt, full in all the right places: almost as though it were begging to be spanked and in yoga pants. Well, it’s a wonder the other men in the room could miss it.
I came in for my first session in early January, the gym was still busy with a rush of new years resolutioners. Amongst the crowds of people moving up and down I spotted and followed her down to the studio. I made sure I set up my mat right behind hers so I got the best possible view. She didn’t talk to me right away, but at one point she corrected my position like an instructor would. She mentioned that she coached somewhere else and informed me of the dangers of imprinting my spine. She must have only touched my chest for a millisecond but that’s all it took for my heart to start pounding. She was stunning up close too, a real natural beauty, I noticed she wore no makeup and that she had a spattering of freckles across her nose. Mostly I noticed the way her tits spilled forward in her vest, threatening to come free.
Nothing really happened for a couple of weeks, but by March things had really started kicking off. After a class, she invited me for coffee so we walked together to the little ground floor coffee shop at the gym. She ordered a peppermint tea and I had a latte. We sat down opposite each other in a corner of the room; we sipped our drinks and chatted. The next week she told me that she was going on a date and asked me, if I didn’t mind, if I’d help her get ready. I thought this was a little weird at first but I liked the idea of helping her in general so I went along with it. I followed her into the unisex changing rooms after class.
Well! She Goes:
So I’m in the shower, and I’m sweaty as hell from class, so I’m just trying to cool myself down and wash off. I like my showers hot, the water is cascading down my curves, the water reflecting in the neon strip lights. I was looking forward to my date but I had to admit, I liked the idea of being with him a little more. I still didn’t know his name at this point, I just referred to him as ‘yoga boy’. I reached down and picked up a bar of soap, my ass exposed for a few seconds, my butt almost perfectly round and voluptuous. At least a handful, if not two-so I’ve been told. At that moment, I hear the door to the shower open and a rush of cold air flood in. I’m suddenly aware of someone behind me. I’m a little apprehensive at first, but then I think of all the times I’ve watched yoga boy’s arm muscles tensing and untensing in the mirror and thought of how strong he must be. I slowly stood up and his hands reached around my front and cupped my tits. He massaged them gently. Then spun me round to look at me. After staring at them for a few moments he took my nipple in his mouth and started to suck it, interspersed with little bites and licks. Then he knelt down in front of me. Lifted one leg up, placed my foot on the handrail and buried his face into my shaven pussy. He was licking my clit vigorously and by this point I’d gained a whole new layer of sweat to wash off.
I was moaning loudly: my moans echoing round the otherwise empty changing room. His mouth filled with my warm, salty, pussy juices and he lapped them up gratefully. I was having to hold on to the top of the shower cubicle walls to keep myself from falling; there was very little blood in my head at this point.
I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm; he began to finger me. One finger at first, then two, and finally three, gliding in and out of me, rhythmically in sync with his tongue. I couldn’t take it anymore and I practically erupted; my pussy clenching tight around his fingers. My face contorted in utter bliss. I didn’t have long to contemplate this before he bent me over. Moving back round to behind me, the man began to work at my anus with his tongue. Cum still running down my inner thighs he touched my clit as he went, it was so sensitive at this point that even the slightest brush made me shudder and moan. He swirled his tongue round my ass, probing into it with his tongue. Then he put a finger in me, moving it in and out of me as he practically handed me his cock to wank.
One finger became two and two became the tip of his penis. Gently, he pushed his way in as my tight ass stretched to accommodate him. Inch by inch he moved completely inside me, I shuddered again as he started back at rubbing my clit. He pumped his thick cock in and out of me as the hot water beat down on my back, my face and chest pressed into the cold tiles. The room had begun filling with steam. He watched, holding an ass cheek in both hands as my sphincter widened and tightened rhythmically. His hands found my tits once more and he squeezed the nipples and caressed all of my large breasts, then he moved his attention back to my pussy, he shoved three fingers straight up there and I felt so full, so full of him.
It was so fucking hot; his fingers pumped my pussy as his dick pumped my ass. I loved the way he felt in there, thick and powerful, each thrust seeming to gain momentum on the last. I moaned, high pitched and breathless, never having been pleasured like this before in my life. Around his fingers he felt me get wetter and wetter, I was nearing a second orgasm. Once again I tightened around his fingers and he felt a flood of juices rush down his hand. I knew he was getting close, he gripped my ass tighter and thrust into me slowly and powerfully. Suddenly I felt his dick pause, pulsate a little, then the next thing I knew there was floods of hot cum flowing into me. My ass milked his cock; it seemed to be endlessly squirting. I panted: hard. As he pulled out, he stepped back a little, admiring his cum dripping out of my widened ass hole. He bent down, kissed my ass cheek and walked away. Leaving me trembling and hot, I fell to my knees in the shower cubicle and switched the water to cold.
I got out a few minutes later and found a scrawled note on a piece of paper which read “My name is Oliver, this is my number:”
He’d left, and he hadn’t even helped me get ready.
Well! knowing how she feels:
I couldn’t hang around after that, it was incredible but she had a date to get to and if it were up to me I’d never have left that shower cubicle. After that fateful evening it became a regular occurrence: yoga and sex. Not the worst way to spend a Tuesday evening.
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My name is Jeff. I’m a Chinese male, about 5 feet 9, light skinned and sport a pair of thin professional looking glasses. Before you start to imagine all the stereotypes about me, let me first say that I don’t have those “chinky” eyes as people called them and I’m not socially awkward. My penis size is average, at about 5 inches with a girth of 4.5 inches so my log is a nice thick one. Not the biggest in school but definitely no where being the smallest. I have many friends who are white, black, and I’m friendly with the ladies of all types. I played basketball casually so I was in decent shape. No crazy six pack abs or anything but I wasn’t a stick that could be ripped in half by my classmates either.
At the end of 9th grade, I took a standardized test which showed that I had quite a high IQ and my parents encouraged me to switch to the accelerated program. They said it would look better on my college apps. The only downside was that I had to switch schools but because it was in the same town, I could keep in touch and hang out with all my friends so I thought, why not.
I took accelerated courses in English, math, science, computers, and business accounting. For my electives, I chose a few art courses instead of phys-ed. Our gym classes weren’t co-ed and the idea of spending 5 hours a week in a stuffy gym with a bunch of sweaty guys didn’t appeal to me. I regularly played basketball with my friends in my old school anyway. Plus, I want to go on and study architecture so art was a good way to make myself look good in apps and it was something I enjoyed. I should also note that I also skipped a grade in elementary school so I was actually a year younger than everyone in my class.
One of my classmates in art class, Shirley, was having some trouble with her math and science subjects so I offered to regularly tutor her. She was a white girl, had a slender figure with great hips, about 5 ft 5 ish tall, no more than an inch shorter than I am and nice big brown eyes that sparkle as if they’re from an anime character. She had shoulder length hair that flipped up at the edges which made her look really cute. Because she wasn’t blonde with blue eyes and she wasn’t a busty cheerleader, the guys at school rarely paid her any attention, which is such a shame because she is such a sweet girl. Throughout first semester, I got to know her and she became a really good friend. I even set her up on a date with a good buddy of mine from my old school but after three dates, she didn’t seem too interested.
One day, I bumped into her in the hallway and she asked “Hey Jeff, I was thinking of getting a few of the art students together to talk about potentially putting up an art show with the work we made in class at the local library and was wondering if you’d be interested.” It sounded pretty cool, a good chance to make my college app look even better and one of the libraries by my old school knew me quite well so I said “Sure. Why don’t you get the gang to come over to my place later? I’ll be playing some bball with some friends but we can talk about it after, say at around 5:30 or 6ish? I’m pretty close to one of the librarians.” She may not be one of the popular girls at school but even she looked at me funny when I said I was close to a librarian. “I use to tutor her daughter in math and worked there during summer art camp once,” I said, trying to make my academic life sound less lame. “Oh, cool,” she said. “Sure, we’ll drop by at 5:30-6ish.” At least now she doesn’t think I hang around old ladies that reads all day.
My buddies and I were shooting hoops in my driveway after school and it was a particularly hot day so most of us took our shirts off. We played for about an hour before they had to take off to study for their quiz the next day. I continued to shoot a few hoops to improve my game when Shirley arrives, dressed in a dark pink tank top that exposed her cream colored bra strap and she had a tight pair of thin black yoga pants that almost completely outlined her shape down there. She had some light eye shadow on and her light lip gloss accentuated her small mouth and silky lips. A light silver chain necklace wrapped around her neck snuggly with a ruby pendant in the middle. Her clothes were form fitting, allowing her hips to be shown off with great pride. She stopped and stared at me for a bit.
“Hey Shirley. Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Nothing…” she grins. I don’t know if she was blushing or whether it was the heat but her face got a bit red but I had a feeling she was checking out my shirtless body. Yay for 8 years of casual basketball!
“I know I’m a bit early,” she said. The walk over was a lot quicker than I thought.”
“That’s okay,” I said. “Come on inside and get a drink. It’s hot out today.”
I took her inside and got her a glass of ice water with a lemon wedge. She walked around the house for a bit, admiring the art that was on my walls while I admired her little round butt and She never dressed like this before in school – in fact, she’s never worn anything so form fitting. I always found her attractive but I guess I never made a move because she was a friend but the more I thought about it, the more I realized how much I actually like her. She was sweet, friendly and easy to get along with.
I figured we had about half an hour or so before the rest of the group would arrive so I said I would take a shower so that I wouldn’t be all sweaty and smelly for the meeting. She asked if she could use the internet while I cleaned up and I took her to my room to use my computer.
After a nice warm shower that cleansed every ounce of sweat off my body, I wiped myself dry and feeling refreshed, I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked through the door into my room.
“OH MY GOD, I’M SORRY!!!” I yelled out. I forgot she was in my room using my computer and that I should’ve walked out the other door instead.
“It’s okay,” she responded. “It’s not like I can see anything anyway.”
“Still…that was my bad. Look, if you don’t mind, I just need to put on some clothes. Mind stepping outside? I’ll be right down.”
“Sure.”
I walk to my closet to go through my shirts and I hear the door close behind me. How embarrassing was that! I hope she doesn’t think I’m one of those Asian perverts like Mickey Rooney from Breakfast at Tiffany’s. Not to mention the fact that I started to get a hard on from that incident. That scare must’ve jumpkicked some blood flow down there. Or maybe subconsciously, I thought it was exciting for an innocent girl like Shirley to catch me half naked in my bedroom. I unwrapped my towel and start rummaging through my closet for a shirt, barely getting a moment to process my thoughts before I felt a pair of smooth silky hands crawl around my chest. Turns out Shirley never left the room! I jumped for a second, turning around to see her standing there, this time for sure she was blushing as my house had the AC on.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you!” she yelled.
“Shirley, what are you doing?” I asked.
“I just…oh my god, this is embarrassing. I just felt this urge to touch you after seeing you outside from playing basketball. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for this to happen. I can’t believe I’m so stupid.”
She puts her hands over her face in embarrassment. Seeing her flustered made her look kind of cute. I wonder how often it was for her to make such a crazy bold move like this. I get close to her and take her hands off her face, reassuring her that everything was okay.
“You always cop a feel on your friends when they’re naked?” I joked.
She lets out a giggle. “Only when they’re really good looking like you are.”
Now even I’m starting to blush. I can tell that she’s liking the attention I’m giving her. It’s obviously that she doesn’t get it from others much. Their loss, my gain.
“Please don’t think I’m some kind of perverted schoolgirl,” she lets out softly. “I don’t normally do this. I mean, I’ve never done something like this.”
“I don’t think that at all,” I said.
“It’s just that…I really like you. You’re really sweet and you treat girls like they’re people rather than a slab of meat like most other guys. And you don’t think differently of me despite most of the other girls being much more pretty than I am.”
“Shirley, you’re incredibly beautiful. Never let anyone tell you otherwise, okay?”
I placed a hand on her face and she smiles, blushing. She gently gives my palm a kiss before I move in and give her a deep passionate kiss on her lips. I pull back and see that she’s really flustered.
“You okay?” I asked.
“Yah…it’s just…that was my first kiss,” she says.
I couldn’t believe it. I mean, yes she was nowhere near the most popular girl at school but to say that no one has ever put the moves on her is really surprising especially considering how amazing she really is.
“You’re serious?” I asked.
“Well…I don’t think the accident with Tommy in 8th grade counts. He kind of just bumped into me and our lips touched. I didn’t feel anything special at all. Not like this.”
And with that, I planted another kiss on her, gently sucking on her lips while I casually slip my tongue and brushed against her lips before she gets the idea and uses her tongue to play with mine. The hand that was on her face slides behind her hair and onto her back while the other goes for her nice hips. Her hands are stuck in between our pressing bodies so the only thing she can do is gently brush them over my freshly showered chest, occassionally grazing a nipple which turned me on. I can feel my member rising up and brushing against her legs until I realized that I was still naked! She notices my crazy hard on and lets out a giggle.
“It’s a lot bigger than I thought it would be,” she says. They say Asians are usually small.”
“Just because most of us aren’t crazy huge like porn stars, doesn’t mean we’re all tiny,” I explain.
“Clearly,” she says, unable to take her eyes off my bulging dick. “Can I?”
I give a nod of approval and she takes it in her right hand, gently stroking it with a bit of pressure. Just enough to get me going but not enough to drive me completely wild. I think the thought of such an innocent girl is doing a better job of that than her technique itself.
I lift my right hand and play with her creamy bra strap for a bit before planting another gentle kiss on her. I take her left hand and bring her over to my bed. Her other hand never once releases my throbbing cock. I kneel on the bed and she climbs up and does the same. She starts playing with my nipples using her hands.
“Mine are always sensitive,” she says. “I don’t know if you like it…”
The wonderful sensation and my dick is telling me that hell, yes I like it! I smile at her, acknowledging her ability to turn me on. She gently kisses me before covering every inch of my neck with her lips. She even gives my shoulder a gentle bite before working her way down my chest. Eventually, her mouth makes her way to my nipple and at that moment, I had never experienced anything better than her wet tongue flicking on my sensitive nips as her succulent lips sucked on them. She uses one hand to stroke my cock while she continues to suck on my nipples. I fall on my back but she keeps going at it, stroking my hard shaft up and down while licking my overly sensitive nipples. At that point, from all the wild sensations and the thoughts of Shirley doing this to me, I can’t help but blow my load all over the bed and my stomach, with landing on her arm. She continues to stroke me which drives me completely insane. My nipples are super sore from all the over abundance of raw sexual sensation and I tell her to stop. Her final few strokes on my cock finishes me off in ways that are beyond my wildest dreams.
“Well, that was quick,” she says gleefully.
“Trust me, there’s no way anyone else would’ve been able to last that long,” I pant, almost breathless. “By the way, it’s not fair that I’m the only one naked around here!” I proclaim as I wiped the mess off with some tissue.
“You’re right,” she says and goes on to take her tank top off to reveal her cream colored partally lace bra that was somewhat see through. She’s a 34B cup – not a big pair but it’s enough for me to play with. Plus, I like that she has these small boobs. It emphasizes her innocence. I take her pants off to reveal a pair of black panties. I unhook her bra with ease and remove it to reveal a nice set of small light brown nipples on her milky breasts and can’t help but immediately devour them with my mouth. I play with one in my mouth, sucking, licking and even occassionally biting (but very gently) while the other is massaged by my hand. I switch nipples every couple of minutes and caress her body constantly as I’m doing this. I even give them a bit of a slurp that tickled her, adding to the sensation. She lets out these soft moans that are incredibly sexy and my leg starts to feel really wet for some reason. It was her dripping through her panties!
I laid her down on my bed, propping her head up with a pillow and remove her panties. A light patch of hair covers the top leaving her slit completely exposed. Her clit was already bulging out and she was so ripe that I just want to dig in. My mouth is watering at the sight of her and her smell is so clean and fresh despite the crazy heat outside. I swallow the area as she lets out a cry of pleasure the instant my tongue had contact with her her fresh pink flesh. It was like an all I could eat buffet and I wasn’t going to stop. She tastes amazing! Like freshly picked ripe strawberries that are incredibly juicy. She starts pulsating like crazy seconds into it and I continue to go at it like crazy, munching on every inch of her while gulping down every ounce of juice that comes out. The thought of her going crazy like this gives me an instant hard on once again and as soon as another gush of juice sprayed my face, I give her toned slender stomach a work out with my mouth before climbing on top of her to gently nibble on her nipple again before I passionate embrace her for another make out session.
With my erection getting harder than it had ever been before, I got up to my drawer to get a condom before she stopped me. “No…” she lets out gently. Disappointed, I said it was okay and that we didn’t have to. “No, that’s not what I meant,” she says. “I want my first time to be the most memorable. I want to feel you and only you. Not a rubber.” I trusted her enough to not think about STIs or anything or that sort but I was not about to take a chance on pregnancy. But one more plea from her was all it took and I decided to go right in au naturel.
“This may hurt since it’s your first time,” I warned her. “If I go too hard, just let me know and I will stop.”
“Don’t worry,” said Shirley. “I masturbate with a dildo at home all the time so my hymen is already broken.”
I let out a light chuckle, which embarrasses her a bit. Imagine that – she takes the initiative to go on a sexual escapade with me but gets flustered at the idea of me knowing that she, a teenager with all these crazy hormones running through them, masturbates on her own personal time. She’s just absolutely adorable. I give her another kiss of affection before I kneel down next to her and stick my hard cock into her tight pink fleshly slit. The juice is still oozing out of her. This is absolutely INCREDIBLE! All the pleasure or a first time minus the pain and mess. I pumped her in and out missionary style at rhytmic speed until she starts to get a hang of it and I go harder and faster by the minute. I notice a bit of white sticky substance on my throbbing shaft as I go in and out and for a split second, I was worried that I had ejaculated but it turns out that it was all HER fluids. She was practically having a constant orgasm from all of this. I can feel her g-spot on the tip of my penis as I go in and out. No wonder she’s going wild.
I lean in to give her a kiss and occassionally play with my nipples while one of my hands rub her clit as I go in and out. She’s now screaming with pleasure from all of this. I whisper into her ear, “you’re beautiful and amazing” before banging her harder than I ever thought I could go. She wraps her hands around my back and leans her head up toward my chest to give my nipple some of that amazing sucking action that she knew turned me on. The combination of her wet tongue and luscious lips on my nipple and her juicy tight snatch filling up with pressure from my humping is too much and she screams “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!” in a moment of clarity, I pull out so I don’t accidentally come inside her and as soon as I do, a gush of vaginal juice come spraying out of her, all over my bed and body. It was such an incredible sight.
We took a moment so she can catch her breath. “That…was…amazing!!!” she let’s out with a sigh. I sat there, still in awe at what just happened. She springs up and tells me to stand up. I do and she gets on her knees. “You’ve made me cum twice now,” she said, “and you even swallow my cum so I think it’s only fair that I do the same for you.” I tell her “you don’t have to if you don’t want to” but she says “I definitely want to.”
She takes my cock and gently kisses the tip first at the sensitive part by the hole before placing her hands on my legs and wraps her mouth around my member. At 5 inches, it wasn’t hard for her to go deep on it but she does have a small mouth and I do have quite the girth so she has to drop her jaw quite a bit to accomplish this. Her not using her hands and having her face bop in and out, swallowing my shaft while looking at me was such an incredible sight. She puts one of her hands over my butt cheek while the other comes up and plays with my nipple. She knows her secret move on me and with her mouth being as tight as her slit, I can feel the pressure in my balls. I warn her that it’s about to come and she just moans and bops harder. Soon, an intense eruption of semen flows straight into her mouth. It feels like a tsunami has arrived in her mouth as a tidal wave of semen comes rushing out of my shaft and down her throat. Despite that, my hard on doesn’t fade because she doesn’t stop sucking, her tongue flickering the head of my penis and her bopping in and out. I can’t help but release a third small wave of semen before she plucks her mouth away from my shaft and I collapse on my bed from exhaustion and she lays on top of me. So much for cleaning up before the meeting. Holy crap, THE MEETING! With all this going on, I forgot we still had to meet our classmates.
I rush her into the bathroom and we both hop into the shower, cleaning ourselves off. I can’t help but give her pussy another go at it with my mouth as she stands under the shower. The sensation of water dripping down her slender body while I suck the juices out of her sexual crevice drives her wild and she cums in my mouth. We spend another five minutes in the shower making out and soaping each other off before getting out.
As we got dressed, I jokily said to her “so I don’t know if you noticed but I kind of like you” to which she responds “well, I don’t know if you noticed but I kind of like you too.” She smile at each other and give each other a kiss on the lips before heading downstairs where the door bell is ringing like crazy. We answered the door and our classmates start complaining about how they were waiting for almost half an hour. Shirley felt bad and I chalked it up to my CD player upstairs and not being able to hear the bell. “What were you doing upstairs, Shirley?” asked one of her friends. “I was early so I asked if I could use the computer to check Facebook,” she said. We all came into the living room to discuss our art show in the library. My mom comes home later and says she’s going to wash all the bed sheets. I sure hope she doesn’t notice the crazy stains and smells from the fountain of bodily fluids on my sheets. Otherwise I’ll have to say to her that I wet the bed.
That night, I was on Facebook when I noticed on Shirley’s wall that one of her earlier posts was “OMG, just saw a hot guy with a great body playing basketball on the street. Yummy!!!” I still can’t believe how incredible she was and that no one has ever bothered to ask her out. Again, their loss is my gain. I logged off and gave her a call to discuss what she would like to do over the weekend as I serenade her around town on a date.
Please read my past two stories if you haven’t. But if not I’ll do a quick summary. I’ve been having fun with an older guy that I found from craig’s list. I email him when I want to hook and in the emails I give him instruction on what I want him to do to fullfill my fantasies.
For the last couple days I’d been enjoying the movies of Bill and me acting out my fantasies. It was a Tuesday and I was working late at the office. So late that the janitor came in. I usually turn off all of the lights when I’m at the office alone, but I leave my desk light on. To me it feels more comfortable and secluded. Anyways, the janitor turned on the main room’s lights so I walked to let him know I was working. Brian is a short man, about 5’2″ and about 70 years old. He had very little hair and it was all grey. He’d been the janitor there ever since my company relocated.
“Hey Brian, I’m just finishing up. I’ll be outta your way in a couple minutes.” I told him. He said it was ok and that he would empty out the trash bins first and then vacuum. I returned to my desk and finished up my work. As I was shutting down my laptop Brian came in to empty out my trash bin. But as he was leaving he said, “Hey Jay. I noticed your car out here Saturday, you sure must be really busy.” I told him that I was and Brian continued, “I also noticed a guy come into the building earlier that day, did you know him?” I replied, “Yea, that’s a buddy of mine. He needed some advice and help with some legal stuff.” Brian then nodded in acknowledgement and then said, “Sure wish I had a buddy like you Jay.” I chuckled a bit and told him that I did consider him a buddy. As I was saying it, Brian pulls out his phone and shows a blurry video of me being fucked on my desk by Brian. My jaw dropped and it felt like the floor was swept away. I could feel and hear my heart pounding.
“It’s ok Jay, like I said, I’d sure like a buddy like you.” Brian slyly says with a wink and a smile. I managed to close my mouth. And looked at him in his eyes. He was serious.
“So what do you want Brian?” I asked as calm as I could.
“Oh, it’s been years since I’ve had any action. Seeing and hearing you have so much fun, got me thinking about all the fun I could have with you too.” He says with a grin. I tell him to get to the point and he replies, “I’d like a turn with that ass of your’s too. I’m sure Brian wouldn’t mind sharing right?” I think about it and noticed that he was stroking himself through his Dickie pants. And to my surprise, it looked like he had a python in there! It peaked my interest and the flood gates in my mind were open. I told him that he had to do it my way and he agreed. He handed over his phone and I erased the video. He knew I’d keep word because of how I reacted when I saw him play with himself and noticed how big his dick was. I told him that he’d recieve and email tonight with what he was to do. Driving home, I called Brian and told him what happened.
“It sounds like fun to me.” He answered.
That Sunday I went to an adult bookstore and theatre that was in a more shady part of town. I’d been in this particular one before and the reason I chose it because no one really went there. The owner is a really old man anyways and I’m pretty sure he’s senile. I went in and paid the $3 for the theatre. As I walked in, the screen showed a blond chick with small tits being fuck from the back and sucking a big black cock. I sat in the middle of the 2nd from the last row. I sat down and looked at my watch. It was noon. I’d chose this time because I was sure no one would go to a place like this on a Sunday and during church service. I unzipped my pants and took out my semi-hard cock. I stroked it a few times while watching the girl deep throat the black cock. While the blond was getting ready to ride the black guy. 2 guys walked into empty theatre. One of them pointed in my direction. They both walked up but the shorter one walked into the row in front of me and the other guy came down to my row. The one on my row sat about 2 seats away from me while the other guy was now on my right but still in the row in front. As I continued to stroke, the guy on my left moved down a seat towards me. At the same time the guy in the row in front, got up and moved to my row. A couple minutes went by and the guy to my left got up and sat next to me.
He put his arm around my seat and asked, “Good movie huh? Beats sitting at home with the wife and kids.” I nodded and pretended not to be interested. His arms slowly moved around me shoulder and I asked, “Hey, do you mind?” With a sheepish smile he removed his arm. I looked over to see where the other guy was and found him 2 seats away watching me while he was stroking his massive cock. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I wanted it, I wanted it bad. I managed to finally look away to noticed that I was no longer stroking my cock but the guy on the right was doing it for me. I sat there for a minute watching him stroke mine and his. It felt nice. He finally got up and pulled his jeans all the way down and pointed his dick at. I opened my mouth and took it. I licked up and down the shaft, making sure my tongue came up and flicked his head a couple times before I started to suck it. Precum was starting to come out and I swallowed it. His hand was now on my head moving it to a rhythm he liked.
He got more aggressive and fucked my face. I could hear him over the moans of the girl on the screen. He shot his load in my mouth and it was unexpected. I swallowed every bit and continued to suck his dick until it was limp. And just I wondered where Brian was, a hand grabbed the back of my head and pulled towards a huge beautiful cock. I opened as wide as I could and surpisingly I got it in. It wasn’t as big as I thought, but it still was the longest and thickest cock I’ve ever had. As it slid in and out of my lips, I made sure my tongue moved all around as it did. Brian moaned with pleasure as Bill removed my pants. Bill proceeded to spread my legs and play with my hole. I moaned a bit and must have sent Brian into over drive because he shot a massive load down my throat. I gagged a bit but recovered to swallow the rest. Tired and spent, Brian sat down with a huge smile on his face. He must have saved up that load for years. Yum…aged cum.
Bill had to finger in me and I saw the lust in his eyes. He sat back down in his seat but pulled me onto him. I straddled him in the seat and I slowly lowered my self while he sucked and lightly bit my nipples. He grabbed my ass and spread them as I started to take his cock. His head finally slid through and the fun began. I took long strides with his cock up in me. As I rode him, I could feel every inch of his cock sliding through my asshole. I moan as it went out and in. I looked over at Brian to see him hard again. He started to slowly stroke as he watched us fuck. Bill begain to pick up the pace. I was now bouncing in his lap as the seat creaked. It was hot and passionate. He began to really fuck me. Grabbing my hips and slamming me onto him. With his last bit, he held me tight and shoved his meat into my ass as far as he could and shot his load. I felt him spasm a few times making sure all of he cum was in me.
I kissed him as he withdrew his cock from within me. And as his tongue flicked against mine, I felt Brian position himself behind me. He then slowly inserted his cock in my while Bill’s cum was flowing out of me. I could feel him stretch me. I gave out a, “Ahhh…” as Brian entered and stretching me. What felt like forever, he was all the way in me. I continued to make out with Bill. Brian slowly pulled out and then when right back in. With every move he made I couldn’t help but gasp and moan. He was able to move pretty freely in and out of me and he began to give it to me. Every thrust I yelled, “Uh!” as Bill began to kiss my chest and play with my nipples. Brian then started to really get into it. He grabbed my ass and spanked me say, “You like that huh?! You like Papa fucking your dirty hole don’t you! Take my dick! Take Papa’s dick you slut!” I couldn’t even answer. He was knocking the breathe out of me. The sounds that came out of me must have really got him going because he started to fuck me harder!
“Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck! Me! Fuck! Me! Uh! Uh! Uh! Ah! Ah! Ah!” I yelled. Then I felt his liquid shoot inside my ass as he continued to fuck me. When he got limp I got down on my knees, feeling the sticky floor, I took both cocks in my mouth to them up. I felt dirty and my ass felt like it was on fire. But I licked them cleaned and swallowed every bit of cum. We all got dressed and went out of the back exit. Per my instructions, we didn’t say a word. We all got in out vehicles and left. I went home, masterbated, showered, masterbated some more. And then went to sleep.
Now You must be wondering if I continued to play with Brian, the janitor. Sadly, there was marijuana found in his locker at work that Monday. So he was let go. But Bill found him another job in the building next to where he worked. What? I couldn’t let him continue to work there after what he’d seen and experienced. To this day, no one has really been able to top what he did to me. Some came very close though.
Hope you guys enjoyed it. Look for my next one entitled “Club Fantasy”
My wife Melissa and I decided to try and seduce a really sexy young woman from her office named Sara.
Sara had just turned 20 and was new to my wife’s office. She had moved to the area for the job and had only been here for about 5 or 6 months when this encounter occurred.
Sara was of Vietnamese decent and she is petite with very large breasts. Sara’s hair was black shoulder length and her legs seemed to go on forever. Her personality was very bubbly and she had a terrific smile and was always happy. She is a person that you would want your son to marry.
Melissa and I set our plan in to motion and she asked Sara if she would like to come to our house for supper one night and being new to the area she accepted the invitation.
Sara showed up with a bottle of red wine and a bottle of white wine, she said she did not know what we were having so she wanted to cover the bases. We ate a nice dinner and talked and ended up finishing both bottles of wine. I naturally opened another from our stock and we drank some more. Sara was just plain beautiful, her dark skin and her smile and constant giggling told me that she was getting a little drunk.
I told Sara that she should not drive home and she could stay in our extra bedroom for the night and she agreed.
Now we had her at the house and the plan was working!
Melissa and her sat on the floor in front of me and talked and drank and my wife made a comment on how pretty she was. Sara thanked her and said she didn’t think she was very cute, but thanks for the compliment.
I then chimed in, “Sara you are gorgeous, why do you think you are not?”
“Well, I am Asian and I would love to look as sexy as your wife, I mean look at her she’s beautiful, light skin beautiful hair and a very sexy body!” Sara replied.
“You know, most guys love Asian girls, they are very sexy.” I told her.
My wife Melissa said, “Sara, you are much sexier than me, you are young and your dark skin is really hot, I would make love to you if I were a man!”
“Really?, Thank you.” Sara replied as she smiled at Melissa.
Melissa felt that her chance was now so she moved over to Sara and hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. Sara looked at my wife and smiled and kind of nestled herself in to my wife.
Melissa began to rub her back as she held her and Sara moaned in acceptance.
Sara looked at Melissa and my wife kissed her right on the lips. It was a long wet kiss and the both cooed as their sexy wet lips met!
My cock was swollen as I new Melissa at least had hit pay dirt. Their kissing became more intense and Melissa began to massage Sara’s breasts. Sara backed off a little and then almost like she gave in to the intense feeling of lust began to kiss Melissa passionately.
I got on to the floor with them and began to kiss Sara’s back and she stopped kissing my wife and smiled at us both. Melissa began to pull her dress off and Sara followed suit. Sara’s breasts were very nice probably a c cup and her dark nipples were erect. I pulled my shirt off and Melissa and Sara turned their attention to me and began to kiss my chest and massage me. Sara began to kiss me and her little tongue darted around my mouth as Melissa sucked on my nipples!
It felt great and then Melissa pulled her skirt and panties all the way off exposing her beautiful breasts and smoothly shaven pussy. Sara giggle and then smiled as she slowly peeled her dress and panties off. Her little pussy was very sexy and it too was smooth and hair free!
Melissa unzipped my pants and my cock popped out and Sara let out a gasp, “Jeez, that’s big!”
Melissa smiled at Sara and began to stroke my cock. Sara wasted no time putting a hand on my cock and helping my sext wife stroke my big swollen cock. Sara tuned her body and I got a great view of her little pussy as she moved closer to my cock.
Melissa said, “Wait a minute!” and jumped up and went to our room and got her toys.
She put them in hot water and came back in to the room as Sara continued to stroke my cock with her little hands. “Whatya got there?” Sara wondered aloud.
“I have my toys and I wanna play with them tonight!” Melissa said seductively.
Sara looked at Melissa and said, “Can I suck his cock, the size of it is driving me crazy!” “Sure Sara, suck his cock and he can eat your pussy!”
Sara began to take my cock in to her warm little mouth and then she straddled my face so I now had a very sexy, tight, wet Asian pussy staring me in the face!
I wasted no time, I began to suck her wet pussy lips and flick her clit with my tongue as Sara tried to get my cock in to her mouth!
I was great, her pussy was so wet and tasted so good!
As Sara worked her mouth down on my cock, Melissa sat there playing with her pussy beside us. Sara now had my cock in her mouth and was sucking it really nicely.
Melissa rubbed her pussy and moaned and then she pulled one of her smaller dildo’s from the hot water and moved around to Sara’s ass. I kept licking and sucking her pussy and Melissa massaged her ass cheeks.
Sara moaned as I ate her pussy and I moaned as she sucked my cock like a pro. Melissa began to rub the dildo on Sara’s pussy and Sara looked around at her and gave a nervous smile as Melissa pressed the head of the dildo in to her wet slit. Sara moaned as the dildo entered her tight hole!
I watched as the dildo slowly spread her pussy lips apart and slowly began to disappear inside her. Sara moaned louder as the dildo impaled her pussy and I had a birds eye view of it all.
Sara moaned louder, but also sucked more furiously on my cock. Soon Melissa was thrusting the dildo into Sara’s pussy as it squished and sloshed in her tight wet hole.
“Oh yes, fuck me Melissa, fuck me!” Sara moaned and then inhaled my cock again!
Melissa picked up the pace of her thrusting and Sara met each thrust as her juices dripped from her and on to my face! Sara began to moan as loud as she could with a mouth full of cock and then she stopped and began to quake as her pussy grabbed the dildo and began to pulse!
Melissa kept pushing it in and out and Sara began to squirt and she groaned as the release of fluid leaked from her pussy!
Sara could not suck my cock at this point, she just laid her head on my stomach and moaned as Melissa banged her pussy.
I was covered in her fluids and Melissa smiled and gave me a pouty face and asked, “Does my baby wanna cum?”
“I do, I wanna fill Sara’s pussy up!” I stuttered.
Sara crawled down without turning around and arched her back as she placed her pussy in front of my cock and I began to feed my cock in to her little pussy. I was amazed how tight her pussy was!
I watched as she rode me reverse cowgirl style and my wife went to her front and they kissed and Sara rubbed my wife’s pussy as she pumped her tight snatch up and down on my rock hard cock!
“Oh, your cock feels so big in me!” She stammered.
I watched as her pussy stretched open and on my cock as she slide up and down, her ass was rock hard and perfectly shaped!
I began to moan and Sara knew I was about to cum and she picked up the pace of her furious pussy pumping until I had to let go and I started to fill her with my hot cum!
Sara moaned, “Oh, it’s so warm in me, cum in me, don’t stop!”
My cock continued to erupt like a volcano spewing molten sperm in to her tight little box and Sara also began to cum as the slippery warmth filled her pussy.
I fucked this little pussy for all I was worth and I felt the warmth of her liquid as she squirted on my cock, it was fucking awesome!
Sara stopped pumping my cock and slowly pulled her cum soaked pussy off and my cum oozed from her hole! I don’t know if you have ever tried reverse cowgirl, but it is damn sexy, you get a great view of the pussy and ass!
Sara took a drink of wine as did I. Melissa was rubbing her pussy and told Sara, “I wanna eat your pussy!”
Sara immediately rolled over and spread her legs exposing her swollen glistening pussy and Melissa began to lick our juices from it. I watched as Melissa happily ate Sara’s pussy!
I watched for awhile until my cock got hard and without a word, I slide in behind Melissa and quickly plowed in to her pussy! I think she was shocked as her reaction was almost one of pain! I fucked her for a few minutes and Sara announced that she wanted to eat Melissa while I fucked her!
I once again got behind Melissa and was moving my cock towards her wet hole when Sara grabbed my cock and began to suck it. She did this and then fed my cock in to Melissa’s pussy!
Now Sara had the view I did awhile ago and she fondled my balls as they slapped against Melissa’s clit and she licked and sucked her clit at the same time. Melissa looked over her shoulder and said, “Stick your cock in my ass baby, I wanna know what it feels like!”
I grabbed the lube and slowly worked it into her ass to stretch her open a little before I introduced her to my big cock. Sara and Melissa kept eating each others pussies.
“This is so fucking hot!” Sara announced as she watched my cock begin to slide in to Melissa’s tight little ass! Melissa moaned as my cock began to open her like nothing she had ever felt!
I pushed until the head of my cock was fully inside her ass and then I paused. As I could feel her ass begin to relax I began to push slowly in to her ass. She was so fucking tight I was amazed at how good it felt. A pussy is one thing and unless you are a fucking a virgin teenager, nothing is tighter than a virgin ass!
I pushed slowly and steadily as Melissa gasped and moaned and Sara licked at her pussy. Melissa said, “Go slow baby, it feels so fucking good. I’ve never felt so full!”
I pushed until my cock disappeared and then slowly began to withdraw and then pushed in again. By now, Melissa’s as was able to accept my cock and she began to slowly meet my thrusts, all she could do was moan, “Oh my god, Oh my god, it feels so good baby, don’t stop!”
Sara kept playing with Melissa’s pussy as I fucked her slowly. Melissa did her best to continue sucking Sara’s pussy between moans and groans!
Soon, I was able to pick up the pace and fucked her harder and harder until Melissa began to scream with pleasure and I knew she was cumming as I could feel her ass begin to clamp around my cock, Melissa was breathing so heavy as I fucked her I thought she was going to pass out.
I fucked her until I began to cum up her ass and she just screamed as my cock spurted in her ass and then got slippery as my cum encompassed my cock in her tight little ass.
Sara watched in awe as she observed my cock pulsating inside Melissa and she watched as Melissa’s pussy quivered with delight!
I shot the last spurt in to Melissa and stopped with my cock buried all the way in her ass and then slowly withdrew from her. I pulled out and again watched as my load of cum oozed from her tiny little ass!
Sara exclaimed, “That was fucking hot you guys, I want you to fucked my ass next!”
“OK, I stuttered, but you’ll have to give me a few minutes to recover. I think that was the hardest I have cum in 20 years. I t was so sexy taking my wife’s ass cherry!
After about an hour of reveling in what had just happened and talking about it and assuring Sara that I would be as gently with her as I was with Melissa, she wanted me to take her ass cherry too!
I’ll bet there aren’t many guys who can say they fucked 2 virgin asses in one night!
Sara’s ass was as fucking sexy as Melissa’s, even more so maybe because as I said her ass was perfectly shaped and rock hard. I guess a 20 year old still has the upper hand on some things.
Sara came hard and squirted again during the popping of her ass cherry!
Sara has become very close to us and she spends a great deal of time with my wife and I, and we even do things other than sex with her!
I was on a bench on the promenade at Playa Las Americas with my coffee and the latest English language newspaper. Looking out over the beach and the clear blue Atlantic. Enjoying the warm morning sun. A vacation in Tenerife was just what I needed. A week away from a stressful few months at work. We’d intended for my wife to be there, but at the last minute she’d had to cancel because of her job. But she told me I should go on my own, anyway. Knowing how much I needed a break.
As I sat there, I was people watching. Vacationers walked up and down in front of me in a continuous stream. Some families, some groups of young guys, some groups of young girls. The warm weather, even so early in the day, prompting some very skimpy clothing.
Girls in tiny swimsuits were attracting my attention. I had on my sunglasses to disguise where I was looking. Then a strange thing happened. A young man about 20 passed in front of me. He was wearing speedos and nothing else. Just carrying a bag and a drink.
His slim, smooth body somehow distracted me. I turned my head as he passed and watched him. From the rear, I watched his bottom as he walked away. It moved like a girl’s and I found myself staring. He turned his head and looked at me. There was nobody near him. It was obvious I was looking only at him. He had caught me checking him out.
He smiled a sly smile, turned and continued on his way. Wow, what was that all about? I thought to myself. I’m not gay. I don’t get turned on by guys.
But I realized that I had been turned on by this youth. His smooth, suntanned skin and his feminine ass in those tight speedos had had an effect.
Too much of an effect, in fact. I had an erection. Oh god! I’d had got an erection from looking at a boy! What was going on? But one thing was going on. I was horny as hell.
I wanted to go back to my hotel but I couldn’t get up because my hard cock would be making a big tent in my shorts. I could hide it behind my paper, I guessed, but it would be so obvious. I decided I should just sit tight for a little while and let it subside. I opened up my paper and started to catch up on the sports.
My head was buried in the paper so I didn’t notice immediately that he was approaching. Only when a shadow covered me, I looked up and there he was! The same young man who had had such a curious effect on me a little while ago.
“Hello” he said. “Can I join you”?
I lowered my paper. He stood there, in front of me. The first thing I saw was the bulge of his penis wrapped up in his tiny swimming costume. It took an effort to look up to his face.
“Uh, hi. Yes, I guess” I was stammering.
He sat down next to me. Close. I felt his leg touching mine.
“I caught you” he said.
“Caught me?”
“Yes, you were looking at my ass”
“No, no, not me” I denied it, but I could feel the blood rushing to my face.
“It’s OK. I know you were. I think you liked it.”
“I wasn’t. Honestly.”
“Don’t be shy. You can admit it.”
I was silent.
Then: “No you’re mistaken” I told him, firmly.
“OK, if you say so” he said, although his tone of voice was saying ‘you are lying and we both know it’.
He went on his way. I sat for a few more minutes and headed back to my room.
My hotel was designed in such a way that every room had a balcony overlooking the ocean and each was private.
I enjoyed the opportunity to strip off my shorts and lie naked in the sun. There is no feeling like it.
As I lay there, my thoughts went back to the alluring young man I had encountered and I felt my cock stirring.
My hand slipped down my body and I idly started stroking myself. The sun lotion I had liberally spread all over made it easy for me to run my hand up and down my stiffening shaft and soon I was masturbating. My fist gripped my hard shaft and slid up and down its length as I released my inhibitions and allowed myself to think about the boy.
This was MY fantasy, no need to be ashamed while I jerked off. Jerked off thinking about…
In my mind I thought of his ass in those speedos. Recalled how his cheeks moved as he walked away from me.
I thought about the bulge I had seen as he stood in front of me.
I fantasized about what might have happened if I’d admitted to him that I had been looking at his ass and hips and body as he passed me.
The image of his ass in my mind.
Imagining how it would feel to touch him. To run my palm over the curve of his sweet behind.
Stroking myself. Oh god I was so hard.
Wondering what his cock looked like.
Stroking myself. Up and down. Harder. Faster. The boy in my mind’s eye.
It was only a minute or two before I came. Strong as I can remember cumming since I was a teen.
The cum shot out and up my chest. Most of it slithered down off my oiled body and onto the towel that was under me. A little pool formed in the hollow of my sternum.
On a whim I dipped my fingers into it and brought it to my mouth.
Again with the new stuff! I had never in my life been with a guy or thought about it. Yet here I was, having an orgasm thinking about a guy and now I was tasting my cum for the first time.
I sucked my finger tips and then pushed my fingers deep into my mouth. Something else new.
And, as I lay there with two fingers going down into my mouth, I thought about sucking that boy’s cock.
That night, I masturbated again to the same fantasies. It was suddenly becoming an obsession and I was regretting my denials to the boy that morning. I decided that I would definitely not do so again. And I went to sleep hoping that the young man took a regular walk along the promenade each morning, because I was definitely going to be there tomorrow, in case he passed by.
I was down there again early the next day. Eager. On the same bench, same coffee, same paper. Pretending to read behind my shades, but really keeping a watchful eye for the youthful adonis who had approached me the morning before.
My mind was made up that I would take him to my room if he stopped again. I had chosen not to wear boxers under my shorts today; it added to the frisson I was feeling.
And then…. there he was. Still in those tiny speedos, sauntering along the boardwalk. A beach-bag dangling from his shoulder.
He swayed his hips as he walked. Even from the front I could see the sensual movement of his hips and recalled the appeal of his tight little bum.
He turned his head towards me and made a wry little smile.
I lifted my sunglasses to my forehead and looked at him. Today I wasn’t going to pretend a lack of interest. In fact, today I wanted him to know that I was very interested.
He changed course and slowed to a stop, standing next to where I was sitting.
We both faced out to sea. His sweet ass barely covered in the silky fabric of his swimming costume was a foot from my face.
“So, Mr “I wasn’t looking”, how are you today?”
“Very well thank you.”
“Today you are looking at me.”
“Yes, and I was yesterday. I am sorry I denied it. It was rude.”
“Rude to stare at boys half your age, or rude to deny it?”
Hmmm which? What was the right answer?
“Both, I suppose.”
“Well, perhaps I will forgive you two times.”
“What’s your name?”
“Luke, what’s yours?”
“Michael”, I told him.
“Hello Michael, I am pleased to meet you.”
“I’m pleased to meet you too, Luke. I’m glad to see you today.”
“I think I can make you more pleased, Michael” he murmured. Still looking away from me. Still teasing me with the proximity of his youthful body.
“Would you like to sit?” I asked. I was intensely aware of his sexy bum so close to me and was fighting an urge to either lean my face towards it or to raise a hand and start fondling him.
He turned and looked down at me.
“No I think you must buy me breakfast.”
“Where?” I asked.
“Room service” he replied “which is you hotel?”
I told him the name. It was half-mile to the South.
“Come on!” he told me and walked off in that direction.
I stood to follow. I realized that I had another erection. Pulled my shirt down as well as I could and tried to hide it but it was too obvious.
He turned and saw my situation. Laughed, and then walked on more quickly.
I had to hustle to keep up and it made hiding the bulge in my shorts impossible.
The fast walking pace had my cock bouncing up and down inside the loose shorts, rubbing against the material and making me even further aroused.
Passers-by were noticing…. an older man chasing after a young fem-boy and with a hard-on.
But these were all strangers to me, I decided. I ceased caring and caught up with my new friend.
I reached out and put a hand on his forearm.
He checked his pace. We walked on together.
People coming towards us could still plainly see that I was sexually aroused. I saw many people young, old, male and female staring at the lump in my shorts, looking at this mismatched couple and I saw several different reactions.
There was shock on many faces as they jumped to the right conclusion.
I saw two men look at me with envy. We walked past one guy, around Luke’s age, sitting on a wall. I saw him looking at us and he moved his hand and quickly grabbed his package, giving himself a squeeze. I heard him “tut tut” quietly, bit the smile on his face was one of approval.
Another man was walking with his family. His wife was oblivious as her husband stared at my friend, looked to my lumpy shorts, looked back over Luke’s smooth, tanned body and finally into my eyes. The corners of his mouth came up in an almost imperceptible smile, his eyebrows raised and lowered in a flicker and he nodded ever so slightly as we passed. He knew. He was probably into it. A married man, with homosexual fantasies. Like me.
I should be ashamed…. It actually made me more aroused.
We headed into the hotel grounds, past the pool area and through the lobby to the elevators. Most people were coming down from their rooms and we had a car to ourselves. I hit 6 and the doors closed. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to feel his smooth skin under my hands. But I didn’t want to be seen on the security cameras, molesting a boy half my age, so we stood in silence. He moved closer to me. It took all my will power to keep my hands to myself. We got to my floor and I couldn’t resist. I put my hand on his sweet ass and steered him to the right, towards my room.
The maid had already been, so the place was tidy. But I hung the Do Not Disturb sign, anyway, and closed the door.
Luke dropped his beach-bag, turned to me and asked “what do you want to do?”
“Did you want breakfast?”
“No, that was just a joke. I want something else.”
I stammered…. now I had to confess something to him…
“I…. I, um, I never did anything like this before.”
“Oh I know, Michael. I know. But you want to don’t you?”
I did. I wanted to.
“Yes”. My voice was quiet.
“Shall I tell you what I think you want?”
“Yes, Luke”
“I think you want to suck my cock.”
His hand went down inside the front of his swimming trunks and he started rubbing himself. I watched his knuckles through the sheer fabric.
“You can touch yourself, if you like” he told me. I moved my hand to the front of my shorts and rubbed my hard cock.
As I touched, I noticed that precum had made a wet spot there. Had that been there as we walked past all those people? Oh no! How embarrassing!
But now it didn’t matter. I rubbed myself as I watched Luke playing with his cock and balls.
“And I think you might like to fuck me, Michael” Luke said, and turned around again.
He bent at the waist and, with one hand on each hip, started slowly slipping out of his speedos.
The top of the crack of his ass came into view. He looked behind himself at me and grinned.
“You like my ass, Michael?”
“Yes…. yes I do”
I was entranced. Even if I’d wanted to I couldn’t have taken my eyes off his bottom as he slowly revealed it to me.
“I know it’s sexy. I knew you were looking at me yesterday.”
“I was. I was. It is so sexy. I never looked at a boy before you.”
“I know. I know. It’s OK, though. Just enjoy looking at me now. Don’t feel guilty.”
I was so hard. My cock felt like iron and I traced its outline with my fingers through the material of my shorts.
The speedos came down to the tops of his thighs and he straightened up.
I watched as he flexed the muscles of his ass, first one cheek then the other, making it dance for me.
His hand went back to the front and I watched him from behind as he stroked his cock.
I reached out and tugged his speedos down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and spread his legs.
“You can touch me if you want”
I moved to my knees behind him. My nose was inches from his naked bottom. Starting at his calves, I moved my hands gradually up. Hi skin felt as smooth as it looked. What little hair he had on his legs was fine and soft.
I moved my hands around to the front of his thighs and I pulled him towards me. On my knees, hugging him from behind. Placing my cheek against his ass. Feeling the skin of his body on my face.
“Yes, Michael. That’s right. Love my body. You know you want me. You want to suck me. You want to fuck me.”
He reached down and took my hand from his thigh and raised it so that I could touch his hard penis.
It was erect and I could feel that there was no hair anywhere. But it was smooth. This youth had waxed.
His cock felt wonderful in my hand and I stroked him from behind, still kneeling.
His beautiful ass was there and I couldn’t stop myself… I kissed the cheeks of his ass all over while I stroked his hard cock from behind.
But, I wanted to see it. His penis. Wanted to watch myself stroking him.
With my other hand I gently pressed on his leg… wordlessly asking him to turn around.
He turned towards the direction of the hand on his cock and I saw my hand on another man’s cock for the first time.
“You like doing this, don’t you Michael?”
“Yes Luke. I didn’t know. I didn’t know it would be so good to touch a hard cock.”
He moved his hips gently in time with the rhythm of my hand.
“Do you want to put it in your mouth, Michael?”
My hands went to his ass and I pulled him to me. I opened my mouth and took him inside.
His cock felt great in my mouth. He placed his hands on the back of my head and held me. I sucked and licked him.
“Yes, Michael. Yes, you like my cock, don’t you? You like sucking cock.”
With his cock deep in my mouth, I could only nod. “Mmmm Hmmm” was all I could manage. I didn’t want to take his dick out of my mouth.
“You might make me cum, Michael. Do you want me to cum in your mouth?”
Yesterday I masturbated, thinking about this youth shooting his cum into my mouth. And, to add to my fantasy, I had tasted my own cum for the first time. While I thought about Luke.
Thought about his sweet bum, thought about sucking him off.
Having him cum in my mouth for real was fantasy turned into reality. I gripped his ass tighter and sucked harder. Bobbed my head back and forth on his cock. Sucked him until I felt his buttocks clench.
“I will cum in your mouth, Michael”
“Mmmmmmm” I held on. My lips tight round the base of his cock. Kneading his ass with my fingers.
“”Now, Michael!”
His sperm spurted from his cock. I opened up and some cum escaped, trickled down my chin, but I kept most if it in my mouth. He withdrew his cock and I closed my lips.
Then I was able to swirl his cum around in my mouth and was able to taste it properly. And then I swallowed. It was great. Tasted nicer than my own. Or maybe I was getting to like the taste more.
Before yesterday I had never tasted cum at all, and now I was able to make comparisons!
I stayed there on my knees for a moment, savoring the lingering taste in my mouth.
He reached down and grasped my hand. Lifted me to my feet. I stood in front of his naked body. His glistening cock was beginning to lose its hardness. As I looked down, I realized how petite Luke was. I stand at 6′ and he must have been a full foot shorter than me. But he was perfectly formed!
His fingers found the button of my shorts and the zipper and he quickly had them down. His hands worked their way up under my t-shirt and he ran his hands over my pecs and then his fingertips played with my nipples. It was such a fine sensation. I tugged the shirt off and then we stood facing each other. Two naked males. My hardon poking him.
“That was so nice. You gave me a fantastic cum, Michael”
I was pleased and told him so.
“Did you like it? Did you like sucking me? Did you like having a cock in your mouth? Did you like a boy cumming in your mouth?”
“Yes, yes, yes and yes”
“You made me feel special, Michael.” I smiled down at him. “Can we kiss now?” he asked.
He strained upwards toward me and I leaned down. I placed my lips on his. They were as soft and smooth as the rest of his skin. It was like kissing a girl. He opened his mouth, inviting me to put my tongue into it.
My hands roamed all over his tight smooth body as we continued for several minutes.
Then I put my arms under the cheeks of his ass as we kissed and lifted his slim body. He climbed up onto me. His legs wrapped around my waist. My erect penis was rubbing against the crack of his ass.
Luke broke away, still in my arms, still lifted off the floor and looked into my eyes.
“Do you want to fuck me, Michael?”
Oh jeez. Do I want to fuck this sexy boy?
“There’s nothing in the world I want to do more, Luke”
“I want you to. I want to feel your cock in my ass.”
“I want to fuck you Luke. Your ass is so sexy.”
He unwrapped his legs and slipped down to the floor. He went to his beach-bag and grabbed a bottle. Turned to me and winked.
“I like to be prepared when I meet horny older men.”
He squirted some lubrication onto my cock and rubbed it up and down.
“Oh Michael… look how big and hard you are!” I nearly shot my cum just from his touch. But he finished covering me with lubricant just in time.
Then I might have cum again just from the sight of Luke bending over and pushing slippery fingers into himself.
He watched my reaction over his shoulder.
“You like that?” he asked. I had no voice to reply. But he knew the answer and took his time, fingers going in and out of his ass while I stared at the show he was giving me.
Then Luke went into the bathroom and came out with a towel. Pulled back the covers on the bed so that there was just the bottom sheet, laid out the towel and, at last, lay down on his tummy.
His slim, smooth, sexy bottom lifted just off the bed.
“Fuck me Michael. You want my ass. I want your cock.”
I was on him in an instant. The sexy ass under me was quickly impaled by my hard cock. He was ready for me and I slipped my entire length into him in one thrust.
His ass gripped my cock gently and firmly at the same time. It was the most amazing sensation.
“Oh Luke, you sexy boy” I whispered into his ear. Beginning to fuck in and out of his sweet, tight ass.
Bouncy, bouncy ass. Smooth, soft, receptive.
He lifted himself up to meet me as I drove my cock into him again and again.
“You like fucking me, Michael” he said.
“Yes, Luke. I like fucking you” I nuzzled the nape of his neck as my cock went deeper and deeper into his bum.
“Boy’s asses, Michael. Now you know what you like”
“Now I know”
“Kiss me Michael”
He twisted under me and I lowered myself to reach his lips. Thrusting my hips over and over, pushing my tongue into his mouth; pushing my cock into his ass.
He wanted more intimacy and moved so that he was on his back and I was between his legs. His arms came up around my neck and his ankles on my shoulders. My cock drove deeper still into his lithe, slim body.
I gripped the sweet cheeks of his ass as I fucked him and, with his arms still clinging onto me, I raised myself. I was standing now, with this man-boy impaled on my cock. His ankles on my shoulders and my hands supporting his ass.
I walked out onto the balcony.
The sun warmed our naked bodies as I fucked Luke’s ass.
I laid him on the sunlounger and fucked him there.
I leaned him against the balcony railing and fucked him from behind as we looked out over the ocean.
I bent him over the table. Fucked him some more.
Then I took him back into my arms and he climbed back onto me.
Again I was holding him in the air by the cheeks of his ass and I lowered him down onto my erect cock.
His ass slipped over my meat and I lowered him down as far as he could take it.
He clung on to me. It was spectacular.
His lips were locked on mine and I was lifting his entire body up and down on my cock.
Soon, too soon – I wanted to fuck his ass all day, feel his ass enveloping my cock – I knew I was close to cumming.
With my cock still inside him, I carried Luke from the balcony back into the room and laid him down on the bed.
He flipped back onto his belly and lifted his ass up for me…
I climbed up behind him and started fucking him doggy-style, but soon we were flatter on the bed and my weight was supported on my forearms on either side of him. I liked feeling his bare skin against mine. I lowered myself again and he took my weight as I shoved my cock into his ass time after time after time.
The ecstasy was building. This lad, this femboi, this temptation, this unbelievably sexy ass that my cock was buried in….. was bringing me to my peak.
“I’m going to cum, Luke”
“Mmm yes. Cum up my bum. You know you want to. You’re going to have an orgasm from fucking a boy up the ass, Michael. Naughty man. Do you feel good? Does my ass feel good on your cock?”
“Fucking excellent!” and I came.
Like never before in my life.
More than that first shady hand-job behind the bicycle sheds.
More than that first ever blowie from the girl who’s name I never remembered but who’s mouth I will never forget….
More than my first ever fuck.
This was more. This was unreal. My cum filled his little asshole and with each thrust of my spurting cock some leaked out onto the towel he had put down.
I fucked in and in and into him. Cumming and cumming and cumming until I was empty. Until I felt like all my bodily fluids were inside this sexy kid’s ass.
I was spent. I collapsed onto him for a moment and then we rolled as one onto our sides. My cock stayed in his ass.
“Oh Luke, you were amazing” I breathed into his ear.
“You were as well, Michael”
He moved away and my cock slipped out. He got up and went to the bathroom. I heard the shower.
I lay there catching my breath and then I must have drifted off in the warm air coming in through the balcony doorway.
The sound of the room door closing brought me awake. Luke was gone.
But the memories he had provided would sustain me for years.
As he finished showering and dressing he left me with a quick, sweet kiss.
“I’d love to see you again,” he said softly, “soon, very soon.”
“Not a problem, you know how to contact me, I’d be happy to. In case my uh, wetness didn’t let you know, I had a very pleasant time myself.”
He laughed softly. It was about the only ‘soft’ thing about him. He was about six three with a toned, but not bulky set of muscles and an eight inch cock that didn’t seem to ever want to go down. He’d come twice in my mouth, and once inside me and seemed to get hard again instantly. He’d known how to use it, too, as I’d had a solid three orgasms while he fucked me so sweetly. And his wife didn’t ‘like’ sex? Silly, silly girl. I’d asked and he’d said she was roughly the same size as I was, so his larger than average cock couldn’t have been painful, but he said she had a bunch of hangups about sex. The little fool.
He left moments later and I eagerly added him to my ‘can’t wait to see again’ list, which is starting to get to be a sizable list. Oh, me? Yes, I’m a ‘working girl’, but no, I’m no hooker or streetwalker. I’m a courtesan, and a damned good one. Men come to me because they can’t find the intimacy they seek elsewhere. It’s not always about orgasms, (although there are plenty of those) it’s about a guy forgetting his troubles, his bad marriage, his crappy job, whatever, for a little while. With me, he knows tenderness, caring, and, I might add, mind blowing sex.
How did I end up here?
I have a terrific family, so no issues there, other than a snippy mother who expects me to be close to perfect, I’ve never done any drug of any kind, and I rarely drink. So no other vices led me to this path, but I did want an education. I’d had one growing up, as we were well off, but not rich. Good schools, and Mother insisted one summer that I attend finishing school because she’d never done anything of the sort. She’d grown up poor, and wanted her daughter to be a Lady with a capital L. So at sixteen I got sent off to a ritzy school in Sussex, England for a year of learning to be a lady. The school was a blast as my English and European classmates taught me as much as the school did. I’d learned about the joys of other girls from my German roommate and a sweet girl from London showed me how to suck a cock perfectly with the help of her more than willing boyfriend. We’d also explored a three way which seemed like it was good fun as well. I came back to America with all the polished good manners you’d expect. I knew all the social graces, knew all the right people, and all the right things to say and do.
My schoolwork hadn’t suffered at all, either, flawless grades abounded, and it was time to look for colleges and universities. My grades alone would get me accepted anywhere, but money had become an issue as father had suffered some financial setbacks. No huge losses or foreclosure on our home or anything, but my college fund had been hit in order to stave off other problems. I entered my senior year of high school quite a bit poorer than the previous year and I needed a job.
With all my social skills, and the fact that I’d attended a finishing school in England I got a job as a nanny. The mother would deal with the kids in the mornings, and after school I was in charge until bedtime, plus it gave me time to study when they were napping. Once school let out, I could put in more hours and have a nice sum stashed away so my student loans wouldn’t be that bad for my freshman year.
I loved my job, and I loved the kids, but Lee Cooper was a problem. He was their father, and he was just incredibly gorgeous. I wet my panties every time I saw him just about, and as I has my own room with bath, I did a hell of a lot of masturbating thinking about him. However, it was obvious that he and his wife Claire weren’t getting along. She was nice as could be to me, and loved her kids very much, but her husband who worked his butt off to provide them with everything was somehow an asshole? He was nice to her, loved his kids as well, and never fooled around. He did put in a lot of hours, but the man was the president and CEO of a financial firm that made millions. He always made it home to kiss his kids goodnight, there was always time to play with the kids, etc. She just didn’t seem to care.
One day on my day off, I was going to spend a few dollars on some shoes, and I’d carefully figured it out so I wouldn’t waste too much of my cash. It was Nordstrom’s annual shoes sale, and I was ready for it. it was crowded, but I’d gotten two pairs I wanted at less than I’d hoped to pay! Win for me! Go me! With about twenty dollars left over from my shoe fund, I deserved a treat, and a big gooey dessert from one of the fancy downtown hotels beckoned. While enjoying my 37,000 calorie bliss, I heard a familiar voice.
“What’s a nice girl like you doing in a dump like this?” It was Lee.
“Hello, sir. It’s nice to see you. I was just enjoying my day out and got some shoes at a great price.” Inwardly I chided myself, I was a professional, and I’d said too much.
His smile lit up the room.
“You’re off the clock, you don’t have to be so formal, you know.”
“I’m supposed to be.”
“Well, I pay your salary, so I make the rules, no formality. Did you get a killer deal and did you have to beat up any other shoppers to get it?” he asked with a grin.
I couldn’t help but laugh as the annual sale had produced some epic battles over the years.
“No, no,” I said giggling,”I didn’t have to cut anyone, but this one girl looked like she wanted the red heels and I would have taken her down if I’d had to.”
He laughed out loud at that. It was a pleasant sound to hear as I didn’t hear it at the house that often.
“Well, I’ll tell you what, I’m taking a rare long lunch, let me order up one of whatever you’re having and we’ll talk about your war in the trenches of Nordy’s. And I’ll pick up yours, I know you’re saving for school.”
“Thank you.” I said, somewhat shyly, after all he was some kind of good looking.
The snack provided an interesting conversation as he kind of unburdened himself to me. Claire was indeed a bitch, she only cared about how much money they had so she could brag to their friends. He said she considered her children to be ‘part of the package’, and would rather have not had them.
“That’s so sad, they’re great kids, she should treasure them. I do!”
I thought I’d said too much and said so.
“No, you’re honest, which I get little of in my life. I appreciate it, it’d be nice if I could spend more time with someone who’s totally honest with me.”
“Keep on buying me desserts, and I’ll keep on being honest with you.” I quipped.
He laughed at that and promised to schedule me for “dessert breaks”.
Our joking led to a comment about not telling the wife, and I said I’d never squeal about spending private time with him. His face got serious and once again, I’d said too much.
He looked at me and couldn’t meet my eyes.
“Did I say too much again?”
“No,” he said quietly, “it’s just that I can’t say anything right here.”
“if I upset you, I’m very sorry, I certainly didn’t mean to. It was just a joke.”
“No, it’s just that….damn it, why can’t she be like you? Why can’t she care?” He was starting to lose control, and his cool facade was starting to crumble.
“She doesn’t give a damn about the kids, she doesn’t give a damn about me, the only thing she cares about is money, and the only person in the whole goddamned world that will be honest with me is my kid’s nanny? That’s a helluva thing.”
I was worried this might become a problem, and I really did want to comfort him, so I took his hand.
“Is it work things, too?” I asked softly.
“Yes, my partners are all conniving swine who would sell their mothers for a buck, and I’m trying to manage people’s retirements and college funds, and treat them fairly. It seems like no one gives a damn anymore about doing things the right and honest way.”
“I do. Why do you think I’m going to law school some day? I want to be one of the good ones.”
“You already are. Um, this is getting kind of, uh, open, can we go somewhere else to keep talking? A park or the waterfront? I just want to talk with someone who’s not lying to me.”
The poor man was falling apart, and not just because I wanted to sleep with him, I wanted to help him, to at least be a sounding board for his troubles. I made a decision I’d hoped wouldn’t be a disaster.
“Look, my house isn’t that far from here, my folks are out of town this week, I’ll make you some tea and be honest with you 100%. You can let it all out, and I won’t be a bitch, or judgmental, or anything like that. I’ll just be your friend who will listen.”
“Would you really? I don’t want you to think, that well, I’m putting moves on you or anything?”
“Not at all. Honest conversation. Honest answers. At my regular wages, I might add.” I finished with a slight giggle.
“Well, hell, your wages are a lot less than I’d pay a therapist to listen to my problems. You’re on!”
At my house, I fired up the stove and had a pot of Earl Grey going in a minute. Mom always kept the house well stocked with food and some fancy cookies and crackers made a nice touch. I poured our tea and prepared to listen.
Listen I did, the man poured out his worries, hopes, dreams, and then some. He’d been on the edge for some time, and I was glad someone, anyone had been there before he’d gone over it. However, his failing marriage was an issue that I knew there was one way I’d love to help him, but that would be a huge can of worms to open. It opened anyway when I kissed him. He kissed back, and it got hot and heavy pretty quickly, with our staggering up the stairs to my room, and we’d gotten my blouse and bra off and his shirt with my shoes flying away before we got hold of ourselves.
“Ah, this isn’t going to be right.” he said.
“I….really would like to, but that would mean something that I don’t need, and I’m pretty sure you’re too classy to be ‘the other woman’. The ‘nanny who seduced the perfect dad’, and other things like that.”
I thought for a minute and realized he was 100% right. I didn’t want that, and just to get my rocks off with a hunky guy?
“Yes, that wouldn’t be good, but…” my mind was furiously working.
“You’re paying me to be a sounding board, right? I mean, we joked about it, but I’ve been that. There are women who listen to men’s problems and make them feel better. I don’t want, or need a relationship with you. I’m hot for you, yes, but you do have a wife and kids, and it’d be nice if you could get it worked out, especially for the kids’s sake. If we keep it professional?” I left it hanging.
He looked at me for a minute and thought.
“You know, that’s actually a pretty good idea. Keep it away from the house and kids, and no promises or gifts, no expectations other than you listening to my problems and if something else happens in that time, well, it’s time I don’t mind spending money for.”
“OK, if we’re going to keep it professional, I honestly have no idea how much I should be getting.” I said with a grin. “I’ve never made it a business.”
He laughed again, long and loud, and it was a sweet sound.
“Well, one of my partners visits a woman in Bellevue and he pays her 800.00 for a night, so would 300.00 for our, ah, time spent be fair?
Better than nearly a week’s salary in a few hours? Oh yes, my girl, you may have found your calling.
“That… sounds fair, so can we get back to the kissing?”
We kissed passionately for 20 minutes and I could tell the orgasm wasn’t what he needed, it was this, the passion, the gentleness, the caring. His mouth eventually found my dripping wet pussy and he tasted me with a happy sigh. He licked me thoroughly, going back to flick my clit from time to time, and I didn’t last nearly as long as I’d hoped, I came with a scream and I had to have soaked the poor man’s face, but he looked up at me with a smile after I’d cooled off.
“Like that? There’s more where that came from!”
He kissed me all over, making my breasts tingle like they never had by sucking on them so perfectly that I almost came from that, and then he went down on me again, licking, kissing and sucking my pussy until I exploded with another pair on monster orgasms. He was an incredible lover, and I couldn’t believe his idiot wife didn’t appreciate this?
After several monsters, I had to cool down, and I really wanted to taste his cock, it wasn’t huge, maybe seven inches or a bit bigger, but it was rock hard with his pre cum glistening on the head, and I licked it gently and very ladylike which caused him to giggle a bit. The I dove down on it and took it as far as I could, and he gasped with pleasure as I took him again and again, stopping after a few strokes to play with the head and suck it as hard as I could. He was very gentle, softly stroking my hair while I sucked him and softly saying sweet things to me. It was glorious and then he finally came with a grunt and a huge jet of cum I almost gagged on because I’d never had so much in my mouth. I got control, and swallowed it all in gulp and then daintily licked my lips. Which caused him to groan again as another spurt shot out his cock!
I continued my ladylike licking and cleanup as I got it all off of his stomach, and came up for kisses, hoping he wouldn’t be one of those guys who wouldn’t kiss a girl after he’d come in her mouth. He didn’t disappoint, kissing me with fiery passion and I know he had to taste his own juices, but he didn’t seem to mind a bit. He also didn’t take long to rise again, as I felt his cock rubbing against the edge of my pussy and I looked down at it.
“He’s ready for another round?” I asked with an arch smile and he only responded with a sheepish grin. I slipped a condom on him and gently lowered myself onto him. He felt really good inside me as it had been several months for me, and I just savored the feeling of his erection in me before I rode him slowly, taking my time as I built a nice pace for us both and I could lean back and see his face as I rode that beautiful cock. I rode him hard, I slowed down, I sped up, and I worried that he would come again too quickly, but that was not the case as that perfect tool fucked me to a lovely smaller orgasm and then I sped up again, knowing I could have a huge one if I played my cards right, and without me saying a word, he knew what to do as we rolled over and and I pulled my knees up towards my head and he started to pile drive my aching pussy.
Unlike some guys, he had no problem paying attention to the rest of me as he pounded away, kissing my nipples a bit before coming up to kiss me deeply and as our tongues intertwined again and again I had an absolutely incredible orgasm that had to have drenched him, but he still pumped away, slamming himself into me with abandon before he let out a huge scream as he came deep inside of me.
We collapsed, spent, and our arms went around each other as he burst into tears.
I’m fairly intelligent, and I knew it wasn’t anything I’d done wrong, it was his own issues and guilt hitting him.
I held him close while he sobbed himself out, and oddly I felt very powerful as this big strong man, who was a titan in finance, and a respected man in the city was a helpless little boy in my bed.
After he stopped, he gently asked me if I’d enjoyed it.
“I certainly did. You were, well, very satisfying. That many orgasms isn’t something I usually get. You were also incredibly gentle, and sweet. That makes women very happy.”
“The problem for me, though, is why can’t it be like that with Claire?”
I wasn’t being paid to just fuck, I was being paid to listen and possibly help if I could.
“Well, I don’t know. Does she enjoy cunnilingus? Because that was….wow. Really good. Most women rarely get it like that.”
“She does, but it never seems like it’s enough for her. I don’t think she likes giving head either, which is kind of a problem as what guy doesn’t enjoy it?”
I thought for a moment and tried to reason it out.
“Was she a virgin when she met you?” I asked.
“Well, yeah, she was.”
“So yours in the only cock she’s ever taken like that?”
“I think so, she’s very conservative that way.”
“Then how do you expect her to be any good at it, or how she can enjoy it herself? She looks at it as a duty, not a thing to please both of you.”
“Do you really think so?”
” I know so. My first cock scared the hell out of me, but I was with a good friend in school and she showed me how to please a man that way, and how to feel sooo sexy as I do it. Does she have gag reflex issues? Another girl in school did, and we coached her with bananas until she could handle it, her next boyfriend said she was amazing where she could barely get the head of it in before.”
He looked astonished.
“I never thought of it that way before.”
“Uh-huh, you’d been around the block, and expected her to know everything? Not very fair. I’m being honest with you here.”
He laughed at that. We spent another hour cuddling and talking, and I gave him several pointers on things to try with his wife to see if they couldn’t get it fixed. I advised him, and listened to him, and had myself several incredible orgasms. When all was said and done, he gave me the agreed upon 300.00, plus another 100.00 as a tip. We had another dozen “professional” meetings before I went off to college, and by that point, he’d gotten much of his marriage repaired, and the last two meetings were for old time’s sake.
I got introduced to several associates of his in similar circumstances, and made it clear I wasn’t just a fuck for sale. They understood my rules, my extra apartment only, no outcalls, and they had to be referred by two of my previous gentlemen. Contact by e-mail only, and you’d also better have two references from other girls, otherwise, you weren’t seeing me. Not just a fuck, indeed, I was their salvation. I made them feel wanted and needed, and in several cases, there was no sex whatsoever. One guy was a widow who simply wanted the warmth of cuddling and gentle kisses to make him feel “whole”, as he put it. It worked out fairly well for me, I made a good deal of money, and took care of a few kids from time to time to cover the income. Plus, there was zero debt after four years of college. I bitched to my mother and father about my student loans, just to make it look good. Now I’m looking at law schools, and I expect to be accepted wherever I apply as my college performance was fantastic.
However, life, especially in this, ah, business, can throw you a few curves.
I’m enjoying the afterglow of my previously mentioned caller, and a little masturbation is called for. He got me very, very well, but I’m a little bit horny. What girl doesn’t get that way from time to time?
After that, it’s e-mail, and news from mom is good, dad has a fabulous new position, with the stock options alone worth quite a bit. His severance from the old company was excellent as well, and he looked to run the new place for a mere three years before retiring. Yay! He and mom worked damned hard to give us everything, and a reasonably early retirement was well earned. Going home for Christmas would be extra fun this year!
What’s this? Kevin Marsden has a new referral he’d like me to meet? And the guy also knows Blaine Hammond? Both of them are 60+ pillars of society who haven’t traded in their wives for trophy wives, but they’re tired of their uninterested wives and so they treat me very well, Hammond also credits me with helping him with an ED issue that his wife had no interest in helping at all.
The guy’s a top flight exec, certainly in the financial ballpark, (I’m easy, but most certainly not cheap) and was a “good guy who’s wife stopped giving a crap a few years ago” according to Marsden. I quickly call Marsden because at this point, I know he’s likely golfing.
“Heya sexy, how are you?”
“I’m good,” I reply, “tell me more about the new guy.”
“He’s pretty cool, we’ve already golfed together, he’s a hotshot in the finance world, but is ultra worried about being found out. I told him you were the soul of discretion.”
“Did you also explain I’m not just a piece of ass? You know my rules.”
He laughed.
“Yeah, yeah, he knows. He’s been getting the cold shoulder at home, he’s very bright, and interested in opera which ought to get you going in itself! I know that you like the talk part as well, and he’s also a big fan of first editions, and I told him you were a book lover. Sound good?”
“Mmmm…so far, looks?”
While I’m not about to discount a possible client, I won’t see a young guy, or someone who’s in terrible shape. The last thing I need is for some overweight guy to have a heart attack while trying to keep up with me.
“I dunno, six one, maybe two ten, the dark iron grey you go for, not muscular but in decent shape.”
“Sounds good to me, pass along the info, and we’ll see if he musters up. Now how about you? I know your wife is off in the Carribbean, maybe a nice bit of dinner and some fun?”
While I hardly expect them to buy me dinner, Kevin Marsden enjoys taking me to new places, however, they’re usually two or three cities away.
“I do believe that would be perfect for….. say, Thursday night? Seven o’clock?”
“You’re on, and I do like my food spicy!”
He promises me a treat for dinner and I’m off. Less than two hours later the new man e-mails me, he’s using a very generic sounding name, but some do. Others trust me with their real names, knowing they can torpedo my college dreams as well as I can ruin them. Discretion, darling, it’s worth it. He does sound pretty nice via e-mail, and describes a marriage that’s all-too familiar to me. His wife just stopped caring. Maybe he got out of shape, maybe the change took her appetite for sex, who knows, but he wasn’t happy. He described his ideal scenario as ‘lots of kissing, caressing and a lot of foreplay” as he really enjoyed it. That sounded perfect for me, so we set it up. I asked for any personal requests, with a general description of myself, because some guys want me in black lingerie, some like white, one guy wanted me in jeans and my sorority sweatshirt, it’s all up to them and I do try to accommodate them. They trust their friend’s recommendation, because no one gets a picture of me, and their cell is confiscated upon arrival. He wanted lots of candles, soft music, and me dressed very ladylike in a full length outfit. My favorite way to go, he sounded like a real gentleman. I gave him my somewhat complicated ritual of knocking in code, and announcing himself, and entering my door at the correct time, and told him my address would be forthcoming an hour and a half before our meeting.
Two weeks later, I’ve gotten showered and ready in one of my favorite outfits, it’s an off-white silk outfit that looks like it might have been worn by Rita Hayworth or someone like that. Lots of lace, and just a hint of skin, the tease is so important in these scenarios. A dab or two of my favorite perfume, and I set Pandora to some smooth old school jazz. The candles are lit and I am ready, I recline on my bed and wait.
One-two-three, one-two, one-two comes the knocks.
“Yes?” I ask in a loud enough, but still ladylike voice.
“Uh, it’s..Martin.” He’s awkward with his assumed name, how sweet.
“Do come in, I’m in the bedroom.”
The door opens and closes, and the footsteps come to my room, the lights are down, and the candles blaze.
“Hello, Melissa, I’m Martin and I…..oh….MY….GOD.”
I look up and the man standing in my bedroom is none other than…my father.
Oh shit.
Oh shit.
“What the….HELL are you doing? he asks, raising his voice with each syllable.
“Me? What are YOU doing? Running around on Mom? What’s going on?”
He just stands still without moving a muscle. Then he seems to collapse and he shuffles over to my big chair and sits down heavily.
“Well, I guess you can figure out things aren’t so good at home, right?” he asks with a pained look.
“Um, yeah, I got that all right.”
“But this? You’re selling yourself? A hooker?”
Whoops, daddy, you just pissed me off.
“For your information, I’m not a hooker, I am a courtesan. While sex is involved, it’s more about the connection, the closeness, some guys have never actually had sex with me, but they pay me well to listen to their problems and be a non-judgmental sounding board. A service you found yourself in need of, right? And did you look on some sleazy adult website to find it? Craigslist? Did you pick me up on a streetcorner? No, you wanted something unique, and special, and you found it. Not that you expected it to be me, I’ll grant you.”
“Are you even….going to school? or is this your education or career or what?”
“Oh, I’m going to school all right, and the “loans” I’m paying off don’t actually exist. I’m paid all the way until law school. Every penny of it earned by me. 4.0 average, tops in my class, and eagerly awaiting the next step. All paid for by me. I’m don’t owe anyone a dime except for my Nordstrom’s account which I’ll pay tomorrow. I do ‘nanny’ a bit to hide the source of my income, and I do pay my taxes. Your little girl learned finance well, wouldn’t you say?”
He gave me a half relieved, half stunned look.
“Well, that’s not bad at all from the money side of it, but doing this…for money?”
“Daddy, I’m what they want me to be, that’s all, like I said, sometimes there’s not even any sex. I listen to them, comfort them, offer advice on bedroom matters to the guys who might be able to fix things, and so on. I’m extremely careful, and have never caught anything, nor will I, and no, I don’t do anything disgusting. I have certain limits, and they’re respected.”
“When I’m done with law school, I will also have a vast network of professional men that know me well who will provide me with excellent contacts throughout my career. The circuit judge I see once a month will certainly be a helpful man to know, wouldn’t you say? Above all, I’m discrete. No one will ever find out, about me, or about them.”
“Unless, of course, it’s your father who drops by to try to forget his problems.” he answered morosely.
“Actually, what is going on? You’re here, we should at least try to talk about your problems there. I do that part of it quite well, believe it or not.” I said with a small smile.
Like my first, he broke down at that point. A storm of weeping as he detailed mom’s lack of interest, her devotion to charity work, her seeming ignoring of the fact that he’d kept himself in good shape and never said a word about her not looking like she did when she was 25. He let loose with torrents of emotion, and I comforted him, I held him close and let him get it out.
Then I kissed him. Yes, yes, I know, my own father? Indeed. I was always daddy’s girl, and once when I was twelve I’d accidentally opened the bedroom door to find him standing there sporting a huge erection. We both pretended it had never happened, but many years later I’d wondered what might have happened, and proceeded to fantasize about it. He was a very handsome man still, and it awakened a hunger I’d never known could truly exist. Like Lee, he stopped.
“This isn’t right, we shouldn’t….”
“If I was working in a salon and you saw me cutting hair, would you have a problem with me cutting your hair? No, you wouldn’t…think of me as a professional, think of me as the woman you were expecting to meet tonight, and only call me Melissa, and forget I’m Jane, Jane’s not here, but I am, and melissa will make you feel very, very good….”
With that I kissed him deeply and let my tongue slip into his mouth, and when he slipped his own tongue into my mouth, I knew we were going to have a very different sort of relationship from then on. We kissed passionately, and he gently, ever so gently stroked his finger across my left breast and my achingly erect nipple, and it felt soooo good. He did it again, and then caressed my other breast in his hand, and slip his hand down to my hip before pulling me close to kiss me again. My arms were around him, and I pulled his glasses off, and reached into undo his tie, and tossed it onto the floor. With a smile, he helped me out of the robe to reveal the full gown, and then caressed my hips down past the split at the side. His shirt came off quickly, and then his pants, and he and rolled together, kissing with flaming passion, and then he slipped his fingers under the strops and pulled the gown down to reveal my breasts. My nipples were begging for attention, but he simply admired the view and softly told me how beautiful I was, which warmed me up even more. He gently sucked one, then the other, before drifting upwards to kiss me more while softly tweaking them with his fingers. He was the most gentle man I’d ever know then, and I couldn’t wait for more. I wanted him now and I wanted him to hammer me, but he wasn’t doing anything of the sort.
After a bout of kisses and flying tongues, he pulled the gown down further, and I lifted my legs so he could take it completely off. I lay there naked before his gaze, and smiled and asked him, “Enjoying the view”?
“Oh yes, sweetie, very much…” as he pulled up and removed his boxers to reveal his rock hard cock. When I’d seen it years before it had seemed huge, but I’d always assumed that was not really knowing what one was supposed to look like. My adult eyes revealed to me that my father was extremely well hung, eight plus inches, and very thick. Oh god, that was going to feel so incredible….
He continued to kiss me but then slid down next to me, and began to kiss the back of my neck as he turned me to spoon me. His arms felt so good around me, and he softly kissed me as his cock slid between my legs, just slightly rubbing the edges of my wet lips. I wanted to just arch my back and drive him into me, but he was taking the lead, as his fingers explored me, one hand rubbing my nipples, and the other slowly snaking down to explore my aching pussy. He ran his fingers though my neatly trimmed strip, and around the edges of, but he didn’t actually touch it, he just caressed the area, making me want his touch all the more.
He used his left hand to pull my leg upwards, and then his right finally made contact, just slipping between the lips, ever so slightly. I let out a low moan of pleasure and he slipped the fingers a bit deeper, but then pulled them out, using my juices to get the rest of the area soaking wet. He tweaked my clit just a bit, enough to send a shock of pleasure through me, and I was so horny that I orgasmed, ever so slightly. My soft gasp made him chuckle, as he continued to spread my juices around, and then with his pinky finger, he slid it all the way around, and just brushed against my quivering ass. I couldn’t help it, I thrust against him trying to get him inside me, but he knew what he was doing, better than any man I’d ever been with. He slowly turned me again so he was on top and then he licked my pussy bottom to top, and gently sucked on my clit as I lay panting, waiting to get fucked, but to be denied yet again as my legs spread wide. He dove into eating my sweet wetness, licking, sucking, and teasing me, but then he did something I’d never done, and pulled my legs further up, and I felt his tongue slide into my ass!
While anal was never offered, I’d played with toys quite a bit, and was actually waiting to find a guy to try this sort of thing with, and I kept myself extremely clean. He used his tongue to please me in ways I’d never really believed could feel good, and he was apparently a master of it. I got wetter, and wetter, and wetter still as he came around to suck hard on my quivering clit, and gently bite down on it, as I screamed out an orgasm, soaking him in the process, but I was too far gone to care about anything else at that point!
Again and again, he sucked me to wave after wave of pleasure, and was more intense than it had ever been. Then he pulled my legs up again to go back and spread my wetness with his tongue all over my ass, which I would have happily given to him if he’d asked for it. He could have just rammed himself in and I wouldn’t have minded a bit.
The he flipped me over, and I assumed the doggy position, and he took his place behind me, gently running his fingertips across my wet and waiting ass, I was wet enough, he could have slipped in easily, but he didn’t as I could feel him trying to do something. I looked around to see him unrolling a condom and I knew that wasn’t what I wanted.
“I’m protected, just give me all of your love, all of it, every sweet drop…please?” I was begging him and I knew it was what I wanted.
He obliged me by slowly sliding his cock deep inside of me, letting out a soft grunt of pleasure as he filled my waiting vagina with what I wanted most, and I let out a soft moan to match his grunt. He grabbed my hips and slowly rocked us back and forth, not going any deep or pulling out at all, but it felt so damned good, just feeling us move like that. Then he smoothly extended his rocking to stroke me deeply, my intense wetness made for some squishing sounds, but it was just so incredible feeling him moving with me. He picked up his pace and was now pumping me with long deep strokes, and pulling almost all the way out, which I knew from previous experience would make me come very quickly, even in doggy.
After only a few minutes, I was shaking, knowing a monster orgasm was moments away, but he was thrusting smoothly, and I wondered how long he would last? My shaking got worse, and sure enough, I came with a vengeance and a yelp, but he still pounded away, maybe two or more were going to be my treat from this most incredible of lovemakings, and then I came again, with a squeal, but he wasn’t finished, he pumped me a few more times, then pulled out and flipped me around quickly, but gently, and plunged deep into me in the missionary position. The change of position cooled me for a few moments, but soon I was achingly expecting another orgasm, and he did not disappoint me, as I came, but with less intensity than before, and I knew I couldn’t take much more.
Another two or three minutes of deeply filling me, and then he switched positions again, and I prepared for more doggy, but it was not to be, not at all, as he took his rock hard cock which had been ramming me for some time, pulled out, and slammed it into my ass!
“Aaaaaaieee!!” I yelped as he drove deep into me, I had never taken anal, and hadn’t expected it! Now his hands, which had been so gentle, grabbed my hips roughly as he hammered my ass deep. It hurt, but it felt good, exciting, knowing he was taking me, knowing I was doing what he wanted, that I was satisfying his deepest urges, that I was his, totally and completely. As I got used to it, it felt better and better, and I knew that the mix of my juices and his pre-cum had me lubed up well enough, so I relaxed and enjoyed it, and even when his hands started slapping my ass cheeks with each thrust, I enjoyed it more and more. Pain? What was pain compared to this pleasure? The pleasure of being his? The thrill of being taken by the man I loved more than any other?
My pleasure built, and I came once more, just before he groaned loudly and slammed himself as deep as he could into my ass. He held me tight, rocking like we had earlier, as I could feel his ejaculation in me. Back and forth we rocked, until with a long, aching sigh, he pulled out of me and collapsed onto the bed. I fell forward, and lacked even the strength to prop myself up with my elbows, and I rolled over to pull myself close to him.
LIke Lee, he cried, but this was from a guilt far, far deeper than any the caring Mr. Cooper might have suffered. I held him, and let him weep, for things could never be the same again, perhaps different wasn’t so bad?
“Oh god,” he finally sobbed, “what have I done?”
“Shhh…it’s all right.”
“How can it be? What I just did?”
“Nothing happened that I didn’t want to happen. Ever since I saw you naked that day with an erection, I’ve wondered, now I know. I know what kind of pleasure you can give me, and more importantly, what kind of pleasure I can give you. I know you enjoyed that. It was rough, it was wild, but it felt good, and I could feel your love for me every second of it. Maybe that’s wrong by some people’s rules, but not by mine.”
“But it was so…uncontrolled…”
“Mmmm…and someone else can’t handle that? I’m not surprised. She always seemed so uptight. I’m not, you know that now, although that was my first anal. I’d been looking to try it, but never found the right guy, and he was much closer than I’d ever dreamed.”
“And now?”
“What about it? Unless you’ve forgotten, this was an exercise in you having your way with Melissa. You did, and she enjoyed herself as well. You want more? We can do that, but the thing is to not let guilt tear you up. You wanted an escape, a wild time, you got it, so why worry? You can go on your way and we’ll pretend your knowing who I am never happened. We can keep it totally professional.”
He seemed okay with that, and with an awkward embrace and kiss he left after we showered together.
Keep it professional?
Maybe he can.
I can’t.
That was the most incredible sexual experience of my life.
With the man I love the most.
I see therapy in my future. After all, doesn’t every girl love Daddy?
Oh fuck, I can feel his cock pounding into the wall of my pussy, it’s uncomfortable possibly painful but I enjoy it, my cunt is dribbling into my hand as I frantically finger my clit, the wetness runs onto the sheets but is eagerly replaced with lots more. His movement is forceful and deep, he hits me hard with his hips onto my arse cheeks with every stroke, his cock hits my pussy with the same force. I’m going to feel this for a few days at least, but it’s nice to feel used.
Oh fuck, I can feel his cock pounding into the wall of my pussy, it’s uncomfortable possibly painful but I enjoy it, my cunt is dribbling into my hand as I frantically finger my clit, the wetness runs onto the sheets but is eagerly replaced with lots more. His movement is forceful and deep, he hits me hard with his hips onto my arse cheeks with every stroke, his cock hits my pussy with the same force. I’m going to feel this for a few days at least, but it’s nice to feel used.
I slip 2 fingers into my pussy to make it a bit tighter for me, he’s not massive and I love to be stretched, this increases the friction on the rear of my soaked opening, he feels me inserting them and moans a little with pleasure, this pleases me too, and my cunt dribbles even more.
His entire huge bodyweight is lying on top of me, I’m face down, body pushed into the mattress, face into the solitary pillow, my favourite position, with my hand under me so I can sneakily finger my clit.
“Your cock feels so hard” I mumble into the stifling pillow, “Fuck me with it, I want to feel it for days” I continue.
“You want a massive cock to stretch you don’t you”
He whispers back to me, his mouth so close to me ear.
“You want to feel it deep inside you, hitting your cervix, slipping inside your uterus and filling it with cum!”
He’s said this before and it intrigues me he would want to say such things, surely he would be jealous of some guy fucking me with a massive cock, making me moan, scream, cum, digging my nails into in flesh with pleasure and the pain of my cunt being filled up totally, These thoughts make me cum in an instant, his words hit the spot and he knew they would.
I writhed as I cum, my clit throbbed with the increased blood flow, my stomach clenched as the orgasm hit me with full force, I could feel my pussy gush and flood my hand, dribbling onto the sheets. With every continuing thrust he made my tightening cunt opening ache, his actions are more forceful as he feels me cum.
“OH FUCK!!” I scream.
“FUCK ME HARDER, I WANT YOU TO HURT ME” I continue to shout at him through the muffled pillow.
He violently rams his whole body against mine, his cock hits the wall of my pussy with every stroke, it makes the gurgling sound of pleasure as it gushes more, this increases his passion. He brings his knees inside mine and forces my legs open, almost at right angles to my hips, this makes my arse rise into the air, a clear invitation to him.
I feel him pull out and as it rests above me I feel my cum juices dribble from his cock into the crack of my arse. In one motion I feel him enter my sweet arsehole, my wetness makes it so easy for him to slide in deep and again he starts to pound at me, balls deep, full length thrusts, his hips hitting my arse cheeks, my cum juices making a splashing sensation as he does. My fingers frantically rub my clit, my hand is drenched with sticky cum as the feeling of him raping my arse excites me.
“You really love me fucking your arse don’t you” he says in my ear, between his heavy breaths.
“Yes I do now please fuck it hard” I reply gasping for breath at each stroke.
“Don’t you wish it was a massive cock in your arse and me in your cunt” he continues.
“Yes, yes I do” I retort “I want to be stretched, to be hurt, to be violated”
This spurs him on and wrapping his arm around my throat to hold me firmly, he pounds into me almost collapsing my body in his grip. I cum again turned on by his ferocity, my clit throbs and cunt gushes into my palm. My clenching arse makes him cum in return, I feel his cock deep in my arse start to pulsate, his hot cum squirts into my waiting orifice, he pulls out slightly and I feel some of it dribble from my hole onto my cunt and then to my fingers. A job well done, a wet cunt and stretched arse, My idea of a perfect morning.
He stays in me as we recover, his arms are holding onto me as best he can, my hand is still beneath me as I gently rub my tingling clit. He kisses my neck, I turn and in turn kiss his lips.
“I do love you and love how you fuck me hard” I say to him
“I love how you pussy and arse feel in the morning honey” he replies.
In time the inevitable happens and his cock shrinks dropping from my arse hole taking with it some of his spent load. He rolls off and rubs himself hard again while fingering my cunt, he’s soon ready again, rolls me onto my back to reveal me rubbing myself. He climbs on me lifts my legs up to show my dripping gaping cunt and drives himself deep inside me with all his bodyweight.
My cunt hasn’t recovered from the pounding he gave me earlier or the stomach clenching orgasms, but his attention is more than welcome. My hands reach for his massive chest, while one of his wraps around my throat, and the other steadies him on the bed head, his body swings into me pivoting from his knees and resting point around my neck, his huge body hammering itself home with every stroke. I feel his cock rubbing against the inside of my blood swollen birth canal and my enlarged pussy lips with my steroid enlarged clit stroking his cock as he enters me repeatedly.
The pressure of his strokes force my cum juice to dribble down between my bum cheeks to mingle with his cum leaking from my arse and soaking the sheets. My finger redirects itself to my clit and I begin to massage it gently, they get trapped with each clash of our sweat and cum drenched bodies but this just excites me more. He pulls out and moves down the bed to bury his face in my dripping cunt, holding my legs apart with his arms and one hand spreading my lips, he devours my clit, sucking it like a small cock, occasionally tongue fucking me. I show my gratitude by dribbling my cum down his chin.
The feeling of his face in my crotch makes me tremble with delight, my hands grip the back of his head pulling him in deeper as he viciously sucks at my cunt. He releases one leg to insert two fingers into me, now finger fucking me, sucking at my clit I’m in ecstasy, he moves the fingers to my arse and finger fucks it with his cum lubricated digits, then slips them back into my aching pussy.
Lifting himself up, he returns to fucking me with his cock and body, holding my legs up he now has easy access to both holes and soon makes use of them. Slipping out of my cunt and into my cum filled arse, his wet cock meets no resistance. This time drilling deep into my arse with all his force and all of his stroke, then pulling out and into my gaping cunt again, pounding into it making the cum juice run out and fill my arse, ready for him to renter it for more anal raping.
One of my hands is busily rubbing myself, the erect clit enjoying the attention, the other his faintly holding him away so as to offer some resistance to him but only as a gesture, my body and mind are enjoying this to much to want him to stop.
The energy exerted is forcing sweat from his forehead to drip onto me, running down my cleavage to pool in my navel and mixing with mine. He pauses for a while, pulls out and sits to my side, resting, regaining energy. He has never been a lazy fuck and luckily he is fit enough to give me a good long fuck session when needed.
As he mops the sweat, I carry on rubbing my clit and slipping the odd finger inside then up to have a taste of myself,
“Nice?” he asks.
I slip them back in and give them to him to try.
“Here try for yourself” I reply.
He begins to suck on my fingers, licking them gently then sucking them again.
“Try mine” he says,
Getting up before me he grabs my head and pulls me towards his cock, my mouth already open to receive it willingly. He takes a handful of my hair and uses it as handles to face fuck me then throat fuck me. His cock hits the back of my throat making me gag and my eyes run. The tip slips passed my tonsils cutting off air supply.
“That’s better” he says “Deep throat me, take my cock all the way”
He releases me to get air then fucks my throat again. My hand is between my legs, fingers inserted into my pussy, palm rubbing my solid erect clit, I can feel my cunt squeeze and spasm as he deep throats me, he has been saying that he wants me to suck a guys dick while he fucks me so he can feel it for himself, then change round so the lucky guy can feel it too.
4,5,6 times he chokes me, then lets me up for air, as he does saliva runs from my mouth down my chin as well as down his cock onto his balls, I run my tongue along its length to the base and up again, kissing his purple swollen head, then he forces it back into me choking me again, my free hand tries to hold him away but he is merciless in his action.
After several cycles of gagging and relief he cups my chin with his hand, leans down and passionately kisses me, licking my lips and chin, tasting me and him. He lies face up on the bed beside me, holds his cock vertical saying,
“Climb on my cock Bitch”
“Yes Boss” I reply,
Eagerly I climb on top of him, high on my haunches I hover over his saliva soaked cock, my lips hanging, dripping with my cum, lower myself slowly onto it. I feel its tip touch my waiting pussy as I insert him in me, I let my weight force myself down until I feel him hitting deep inside. His hands reach for my breasts, cupping them, my nipples between his fingers, he gently at first squeezes them, then more forcefully. I’m riding his cock, my hands resting on his shoulders my legs lifting me to the tip and back inside again.
“Do you want a huge cock to sit on??” he asks.
“what would I do with a big cock, I’m only small” I reply.
“Let it fuck you deep and hard till it hurts you, until you can take all of it, so it stretches your cunt so much you take weeks to recover” is his answer.
I’m still unsure why my loving husband would want to let others fuck me, but I’m too much in the mood to argue,
“Yes I want a massive cock to sit on and hurt me, I want to cum on his cock and make his balls wet, I want to feel it so deep inside me, I want you to fuck my throat as I do” That’s what he wants me to say.
“Good that’s my girl” he replies “now stick my insignificant cock in your tight arse” he demanded.
At this I raise myself up to allow his cock freedom from my demanding pussy and to enter my hole, I grab it as it leaves me then position it under my arsehole and then lower myself down onto it, slowly, the tip enters my already cum filled hole then the shaft, I feel it open me up as I slide down on it. Eventually it’s fully inside me, our skin is touching, my bum cheeks on his groin. He reaches up and wraps his hands around each of my small breasts, but very firmly squeezing them as I rise and fall on his cock.
“That’s it fuck you tight arse with my cock, make it hurt, make yourself cum with it” he orders me.
My fingers are rubbing at my clit, wet, cum soaked clit, my cunt it slapping against his pubis leaving a puddle with every impact, the slurping sounds are so horny.
“love your wet cunt dribbling on me” he says.
“I love your hard cock in my arse” I reply “It makes so horny”
“Good cum for me then, dribble your cum on me and then sit on my face so I can drink it from your cunt”
This spurs me on, I frantically bounce up and down on his solid cock, pushing it deep into my willing arse, still rubbing my clit in a frenzy.
“Fuck that’s awesome” he comments. “Keep fucking my cock”
I don’t need telling, his hands are gripping my tits, my fingers are frigging my clit, my arse is full of cock, my pussy is gushing on his body, everything is in unison.
This goes on and on seemingly for hours, but realistically 20mins at the most, but i’m enjoying it to much to stop. Then he starts to raise his hips to meet my bum cheeks, violently slapping me with each stroke, it stings, my wetness makes it worse, he releases my tits, they sigh a breath if relief, but he then begins to slap my arse cheeks, this spurs me on.
“Ouch!!” I exclaim
But this doesn’t stop him, repeated slaps,then,
“Cum now bitch cum for me” he orders.
I concentrate on his cock in my arse and my fingers on my clit, then I feel it coming. The feeling stirs in me again, my clit throbs and wants more attention, my movements are more violent as I begin to peak, then my cunt muscles spasm, in return it gurgles letting out a stream of my cum onto his body.
“good girl” he exclaims “I love the feel of your arse when you cum” he continues “ your cunt is so wet it’s awesome I want to taste it”
I push myself hard onto his cock, all of my force and body weight push him deep inside my wanting arse, again my cunt spasms and more cum runs from it, more and more spasms follow releasing my juice with each one.
The muscles clenches follow, my uterus contracts and hurts my stomach, having a baby was easier than the orgasms he gives me with anal, but I want them so much, it makes him happy to know iv’e cum.
I can’t take any more and lift myself free from his cock, Still rubbing my clit, get up and straddle his face with my legs, my swollen clit and pussy lips hang low between them still dripping with my cum juice. he immediately grabs his cock and starts rubbing it madly as I lower my cunt onto his waiting mouth, He instantly begins to suck my tingling clit but it’s so sensitive that I struggle to stay in place, even though I love to sit on his willing mouth it’s more than I can take, I continue to dribble into his mouth and down his face until its too much and push myself from him.
I look down to see his rock hard cock, in his hand, getting a frantic wanking, I carry on rubbing my clit and he watches me intently. I see his movement become more urgent.
“Put it in you mouth and swollow me” he orders.
Without delay I bend down and take his throbbing cock in my willing mouth, grip it with one hand still rubbing myself with the other. I carry on his wanking motion, I feel it get bigger and harder and know he is nearly there. He puts his hand on the back of my head, forcing his cock into my throat, my eyes water, I gag, my saliva runs down his cock soaking the sheets.
“Suck it bitch, suck it and swallow me” He demands.
I devour his cock like a starving woman, then he forces it in with all his might and explodes in my mouth, the warm cum erupts into my throat and I swallow it down, eruption after eruption follows and I gladly drink each drop, when he finishes I run my tongue up his shaft to the tip and tease his end making him quiver with delight.
“Thank you” He says “Your awesome”
I move up to his face and give him a massive French kiss, sharing my meal with him.
“Your welcome” l reply “your pretty great yourself”
We lie together kissing and playing with each other.
It’s breakfast time, think we have both earnt it this morning.
When Oliver joins a new yoga class, a busty young blonde immediately caught his eye…
Him:
I’ve been going to yoga class for a while now. I enjoy it, it’s a nice way to finish a weightlifting session: plus there are some great views in that class. There’s this one girl I had a bit of a thing with a while ago.
Her name was Rowanna but I never found that out until after we’d had sex. She’s most of reason I joined the class, I used to leave the gym at about eight, right as she would go into the studio. I’d faff around tying my shoelace or looking for something in my bag as long as I could outside those glass doors but I didn’t want to look weird so I eventually signed myself up. She was a young girl, just about eighteen. Her blonde hair sat on her shoulders and stopped just above her round, heavy breasts. She had a tiny waist on her petite frame, wide hips, slender arms & legs but most notably: a mesmerising arse. A proper bubble butt, full in all the right places: almost as though it were begging to be spanked and in yoga pants. Well, it’s a wonder the other men in the room could miss it.
I came in for my first session in early January, the gym was still busy with a rush of new years resolutioners. Amongst the crowds of people moving up and down I spotted and followed her down to the studio. I made sure I set up my mat right behind hers so I got the best possible view. She didn’t talk to me right away, but at one point she corrected my position like an instructor would. She mentioned that she coached somewhere else and informed me of the dangers of imprinting my spine. She must have only touched my chest for a millisecond but that’s all it took for my heart to start pounding. She was stunning up close too, a real natural beauty, I noticed she wore no makeup and that she had a spattering of freckles across her nose. Mostly I noticed the way her tits spilled forward in her vest, threatening to come free.
Nothing really happened for a couple of weeks, but by March things had really started kicking off. After a class, she invited me for coffee so we walked together to the little ground floor coffee shop at the gym. She ordered a peppermint tea and I had a latte. We sat down opposite each other in a corner of the room; we sipped our drinks and chatted. The next week she told me that she was going on a date and asked me, if I didn’t mind, if I’d help her get ready. I thought this was a little weird at first but I liked the idea of helping her in general so I went along with it. I followed her into the unisex changing rooms after class.
Her:
So I’m in the shower, and I’m sweaty as hell from class, so I’m just trying to cool myself down and wash off. I like my showers hot, the water is cascading down my curves, the water reflecting in the neon strip lights. I was looking forward to my date but I had to admit, I liked the idea of being with him a little more. I still didn’t know his name at this point, I just referred to him as ‘yoga boy’. I reached down and picked up a bar of soap, my ass exposed for a few seconds, my butt almost perfectly round and voluptuous. At least a handful, if not two-so I’ve been told. At that moment, I hear the door to the shower open and a rush of cold air flood in. I’m suddenly aware of someone behind me. I’m a little apprehensive at first, but then I think of all the times I’ve watched yoga boy’s arm muscles tensing and untensing in the mirror and thought of how strong he must be. I slowly stood up and his hands reached around my front and cupped my tits. He massaged them gently. Then spun me round to look at me. After staring at them for a few moments he took my nipple in his mouth and started to suck it, interspersed with little bites and licks. Then he knelt down in front of me. Lifted one leg up, placed my foot on the handrail and buried his face into my shaven pussy. He was licking my clit vigorously and by this point I’d gained a whole new layer of sweat to wash off.
I was moaning loudly: my moans echoing round the otherwise empty changing room. His mouth filled with my warm, salty, pussy juices and he lapped them up gratefully. I was having to hold on to the top of the shower cubicle walls to keep myself from falling; there was very little blood in my head at this point.
I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm; he began to finger me. One finger at first, then two, and finally three, gliding in and out of me, rhythmically in sync with his tongue. I couldn’t take it anymore and I practically erupted; my pussy clenching tight around his fingers. My face contorted in utter bliss. I didn’t have long to contemplate this before he bent me over. Moving back round to behind me, the man began to work at my anus with his tongue. Cum still running down my inner thighs he touched my clit as he went, it was so sensitive at this point that even the slightest brush made me shudder and moan. He swirled his tongue round my ass, probing into it with his tongue. Then he put a finger in me, moving it in and out of me as he practically handed me his cock to wank.
One finger became two and two became the tip of his penis. Gently, he pushed his way in as my tight ass stretched to accommodate him. Inch by inch he moved completely inside me, I shuddered again as he started back at rubbing my clit. He pumped his thick cock in and out of me as the hot water beat down on my back, my face and chest pressed into the cold tiles. The room had begun filling with steam. He watched, holding an ass cheek in both hands as my sphincter widened and tightened rhythmically. His hands found my tits once more and he squeezed the nipples and caressed all of my large breasts, then he moved his attention back to my pussy, he shoved three fingers straight up there and I felt so full, so full of him.
It was so fucking hot; his fingers pumped my pussy as his dick pumped my ass. I loved the way he felt in there, thick and powerful, each thrust seeming to gain momentum on the last. I moaned, high pitched and breathless, never having been pleasured like this before in my life. Around his fingers he felt me get wetter and wetter, I was nearing a second orgasm. Once again I tightened around his fingers and he felt a flood of juices rush down his hand. I knew he was getting close, he gripped my ass tighter and thrust into me slowly and powerfully. Suddenly I felt his dick pause, pulsate a little, then the next thing I knew there was floods of hot cum flowing into me. My ass milked his cock; it seemed to be endlessly squirting. I panted: hard. As he pulled out, he stepped back a little, admiring his cum dripping out of my widened ass hole. He bent down, kissed my ass cheek and walked away. Leaving me trembling and hot, I fell to my knees in the shower cubicle and switched the water to cold.
I got out a few minutes later and found a scrawled note on a piece of paper which read “My name is Oliver, this is my number:”
He’d left, and he hadn’t even helped me get ready.
Him:
I couldn’t hang around after that, it was incredible but she had a date to get to and if it were up to me I’d never have left that shower cubicle. After that fateful evening it became a regular occurrence: yoga and sex. Not the worst way to spend a Tuesday evening.
I interrupted. “This is how it’s going to go. Firstly you can toss the covers off you as you won’t be needing them. Then you can call Charles and tell him he won’t be needed. Then you will come to me on this chair where I will spank that little ass of your red. Then I will have my way with you, and that fucking sexy ass of yours.” She dropped the covers knowing she was caught. “Yes James.” she said without a fight.
OK I was 19 so I would just about fuck anything and everything that female with a pulse.
My family wasn’t short of money but the trade-off was that I lost Dad, most of the time through work commitments. And when Mum had had enough of him I lost her too. She packed her bags and left.
I’m not complaining, lots of money has it benefits but they don’t replace a family and one becomes selfish. I guess its monkey see monkey do sort of thing. All I know is I got what I wanted and when I wanted it.
On the day in question Dad or as the staff called him, Mr Mason, was away again but this time he had left his new girlfriend behind in our home. Her name was Buffy, and as the name suggests she wasn’t one that would hit the top level on an I.Q scale chart. But she was32 and totally sexy. She spent her days between yoga or and pilates and ate nothing but health food and her body showed it.
Dad had been away for a week already when I walked past their bedroom door. I heard the unmistakable of a vibrator humming and imagined it going to work on Buffy’s sweet pussy. I listened closer with my ear on the door.
“Yes Mr M, I’m cumming , I am cumming for you . Aaaahhhhhhhh YEEEEEESSSSSSS Mr MMMMMMMMMM.” Buffy screamed at the top of her voice. My cock started to get hard. I wanted to see this beautiful specimen of a woman in her prime and in her primal state. I reached for the handle. I turned and the door opened it just a touch. I peeked inside.
Buffy was laying on the bed with her legs spread wide. She was completely naked, except for the headphones attached to her mobile that lay next to her. Her breasts were as firm as teenagers and her nipples stood tall. One of her hands was pulling and massaging her nipples one at a time in rhythm to the way she was feeding her pussy with the large black dildo she held in her other hand.
“Yes I will be a good girl, I will. Can I cum again for you again please please can I?” she begged
I ‘m not sure what Dad told her but she erupted instantly screaming loud “Aaaaaaggrrrr fuck yessss! I want it deep inside me, fuck me Mr M fuck me!” Buffy screamed as she thrashed her head about on their large bed continuing to work her nipples and her dildo at the same time.
“More! I want more please!” she begged. I took out my phone and started to record her. She was hot. Better then any pay per view porn session, and she was in my house live. I dropped to the floor with one hand in my pants as I continued to tape and watch her play.
“OK Mr M I will put my toys away and wait to I hear from you tomorrow. Thank you for letting me please you tonight. I can’t wait until you come back Mr M my body aches for you. I need you sooooo bad.” she said then hung up the call. Then she kept talking. “No more! Is he fucking kidding, I need a fucking my cunt’s just getting warmed up.” She picked up the phone again and looked through her contacts. Choosing a number she reset her headphones.
“Charles what are you doing?” she said. She listened as did I. “Well get over here I need to be fucked and Mr Fucking 5 minutes is overseas. Come and bring that big fucking cock with you. I am so fucking horny. Get over here I will make it worth your while my ass is so in need of a work out and I know how you enjoy my ass.” she said really slow and sexy.
Buffy hung up the phone, reached over the bed and took out a buzzer from the bottom draw. Wow her butt was sexy and I couldn’t help but want to be the person to fill it. Anyway who the fuck was Charles? And what the fuck did she think she was doing bring people into our fucking house the little slut!
My temper got the better of me and I pushed open the door. Buffy pulled the covers over herself “James what are you doing? Get out! This is my room. How dare you burst in!” she screamed although half hearted.
“How dare I? You little slut – how fucking dare I? Don’t give me your shit!” I pressed play on my phone and tossed it on the bed next to her. ‘Just get the fuck over here’ she heard her words play loud and clear.
“How dare I?” I said.
“I don’t know… I… James…” she pleaded.
I interrupted. “This is how it’s going to go. Firstly you can toss the covers off you as you won’t be needing them. Then you can call Charles and tell him he won’t be needed. Then you will come to me on this chair where I will spank that little ass of your red. Then I will have my way with you, and that fucking sexy ass of yours.” She dropped the covers knowing she was caught.
“Yes James.” She said without a fight. She dialled. “Change of plan Charles, sorry you’re not needed.” She said and hung up before he could respond. Buffy stood and started to walk to me.
“Stop! On your knees that’s where you belong. Go on get down.” I said.
Buffy dropped to her knees, I slid my pants off and tossed them aside and undid my button up cotton white shirt. “Come on.” I said leaving her with no confusion about who was in charge here. Buffy reached my legs and looked at me like a naughty school girl who’d been caught out. “Well make sure you do a good job and who knows maybe we don’t have to tell Dad.”
Her eyes lit up and she crawled to me and and engulfed the end of my cock in her mouth. She sucked hard and took it in as deep as she could without gagging. My hands grabbed the back of her head and held her hair I stated to use her face to suck and fuck my cock. “Now that is a good girl. Ohhhh yes, a really good girl.” I said rolling back on the chair – her body moving with me so she didn’t lose contact with my cock. She continued to suck.
“Oh you are such a naughty girl Buffy. I hope, yes I really hope that was the first time you invited someone back here for sex. Gee this is where we live!” Her eyes told the story without her saying a word. “Maybe the staff get turns as well?” I suggested. Again she just looked.
I pulled her up by the hair and pushed her over the chair I was sitting on. “Oh James you are so much more powerful than your Dad.” she said in a submissive voice. Her words made my cock pulse. I buried two fingers inside her hot snatch and pumped them into her.
“Yes James yes, finger me, finger my hole!” she screamed “Ooooooooooooo fuuuucccckkkk Jammmeeesssss finger fuck me! Finger fuck my pussy!” I worked my fingers in and out of her cunt and slapped her ass cheeks as I went. The slaps only heightened her desire. Then she came. Her body shook and her pussy juiced. She screamed “Aaaaaaaaarrrrrggggghhhhh oooohhhhh don’t stop don’t stop aaaarrgggg oooohhhh aarrrgg yyeessss fuck! Yes fuck! Yes!” she continued to scream until the pleasure pulses released her from their grasp. “Oh James I need your cock. Please James! I need that cock inside me.” she said breathlessly. I walked to the bed she followed like a eager puppy about to be fed and my cock was on the menu.
“On you back and spread your legs wide.” My words were commands not questions or statements. Buffy lay on her back and I grabbed her legs and pulled her to the end of the bed, her silk sheets and covers falling onto my feet, as I put her into the position I wanted. “Open them wide.” I say. Buffy obliged her pussy bald and glistening, her lips red and apart. Her hole, the pleasure path, was still slightly open from her dildo fucking and my fingers. I rubbed the head of my cock on the edge of her pleasure place then slid in one go all the way to the shaft. If Dad’s genes gave me anything it was a big cock and there was nothing better than getting it inside a woman.
“Oh fuck James that is fucking huge! I am so fucking full.” She said.
“Be a good girl Buffy show.” I said wanting total control of her now.
“Yes James yes I will be a good girl . I will for you just y…” I pulled out and slammed my cock back inside and her words got lost in the action. I pulled her legs open as wide as possible and continued to fuck her hot sexy hole. Again and again I delved inside her. “Now play with your clit as I fuck you.” I commanded. Her hand reached for a pillow and she put it under her head.
“I want to see you , I want to see what you are doing to me.” she said as her hand reached for her pleasure bud. The reward was instant, her pussy walls closed tighter around me as I continued to fill her. I now fucked harder and faster. “I’m aaaaarrrrrggggggggghhhhhhh!” she screamed. I was only at quarter pace – her hole needed a fucking and I was going to give it to her. I stepped up the pace and Buffy’s pleasure ride stepped into second gear as another wave crashed through her senses. Or maybe it was the same as before. All I know was the harder I slammed myself into her the more she liked it, and the more she liked it the tighter her pussy got.
“Take that you fucking naughty little bitch take it!” The more I spoke and the harder I fucked the tighter she got. “Take that, take it!” I said over and over as if I was purging demons as I pounded myself into her. Feeling that unmistakable feeling, welling inside me of my bliss on its way. I stopped and pulled out.
“So what did you say about your ass not being fucked in ages?” I said.
“Oh James you are so fucking big. I haven’t had anyone that big inside me before. Not up my ass.” she said hoping I would change my mind and take pity on her. I didn’t.
“There is always a first time. Maybe we can get it ready for Mr M, or Charles or the driver or whoever else you let stick things inside you.” I said making it clear there was no way out of it. I pushed her legs back and told her to hold them tight. Still standing at the end of the bed I used Buffy’s own cum juices to lube her tight little ass. Then holding my cock at the base I pushed my meat into her ass. Fuck it was tight. I could see the strain on Buffy’s face but that made me even more eager. She was a slut who fucked others in my fucking house. Now I was getting my share.
“Oh you’re big! Oh you’re fuckingggggg big! Sloowww slow please James slow. I will take you I promise just start sloe please.
I slowed down and felt the feeling of her ass grip the end of my cock as the head slid in. It gripped me like a vice.
“Please I need to open my leg please James can I open my legs please?” she begged her eyes pleading with me.
“Yes just until I’m all the way in and then they go back to where they are.” I said sternly.
“Oh thank you!” she said as she let go of her legs and spread them wide. “Oh fuck slooooooowwww!” she screamed as she felt me slide into her. As she opened her legs my cock slipped more into her I continued to pump with slow pumps until I was all the way in to the hilt.
Her eyes were wide and she could barely speak. “Oh fuck James that is so good sooo full so fucking full. Oh please fuck it! Please jam fuck my ass!”
“Who’s ass?” I yelled as I shoved myself into her hard.
“Yours James! Your ass!” She cried. “Fuck it James, fuck your ass you own it now.” she screamed. I started to slide in and out using full long slow strokes all the way out just so only the head of my cock stayed in her ass hole and all the way back in until the base met her pelvis.
“Yes that is nice Buffy that is really fucking nice.” I said as I took in full the pleasure of her tight hole.
“Your Dad won’t fuck my ass- he is too old-fashioned and I need it so bad sometimes.” she said.
I grabbed her legs and put them back together. This made her tighter and increased my pleasure tenfold. “Hold them don’t let them go.” I said
“I won’t James, I promise I won’t.” she said putting her arms around her legs.
“OK that’s a good girl.” I said as I started to increase my pace. I set myself on track for heaven taking stops at joyville and lust-haven on the way as Buffy came and came thanks to my relentless hard and fast pounding.
“Yes Oh fuck that’s sooo good!” I screamed. “Your fucking ass is so amazing. You take it like a good girl.” I shouted
“Good girl, good girl, yes I’m a goooooooooddd girllllllll!” she screamed as her body shook with another intense orgasm. Her orgasm took me on a ride there was no return from. I felt the tingles in my toes and they shot off throughout my system all culminating at the base of my shaft that was now deep inside Buffy’s well fucked ass. I grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her closer to me and allowed my body to take over. I felt load after load of hot cum spurt deep inside Buffy’s now well fucked ass. I pumped until every drop was extinguished from inside me.
I was soaked with sweat and my cock flicked with pleasure. Buffy who rolled around on her silk sheets enjoying the last throws of pleasure still sweeping through her body.
“James that was incredible” she said. “Wonderful, amazing! I am so well fucked – it’s been so long since I was so well fucked. Thank you.” she said, well pleased with herself. I stood up now and moved to the end of the bed.
“You are going to receive 10 of the best.” I reached over for my pants and removed my belt.
Buffy’s eyes pleaded ‘No!’ but she got into position. Smack! Smack! Smack! Ten slaps of the belt rained across her ass. Five on each side. Buffy fell to her knees with cum now dripping out of her ass.
“Next time you need a fucking you come and see me. No mire strangers in my house. You understand?” I asked.
“Yes James, no more strangers” she agreed.
“I don’t care who fucks you, but from now on, while you are here under our roof your ass is solely mine. Do you understand?”
“Yes James I wouldn’t want it any other way.” she said true of heart.
I smiled and picked up my clothes and phone and headed out of the door.
“Oh James.” she purred. I turned and looked Buffy was still on her knees … “Thank you. Same time tomorrow?” she asked with a smile.
The continuation of Elsie and Mark’s steaming night at the hospital.
Feeling all horny and wet, Elsie hurriedly followed Mark as they walked their way from the hospital into the parking area.
It was 11 in the evening and not many people were in the parking area.
Mark led Elsie to his car
“An audi? Really? Don’t tell me you’re going to ask me to be your submissive? Or is your last name Grey?” Elsie joked as they went inside the car.
Taking no chances, as Mark got into the driver’s seat, Elsie went on top of him kissing him as she started to unbotton her blouse
“Wait, we won’t be comfortable here.”
Feeling slightly irritated, Elsie got off Mark and they drove somewhere in the City.
Mark pulled off in a hotel…
“Go ahead, I’m just going to grab something”
Waiting impatiently, Elsie wondered what the thing could be but she didn’t say anything.
As they checked in their room, Mark surprisingly grabbed Elsie and made her lay on the bed.
Feeling all wet and arroused, Mark opened Elsie’s shorts and pulled it down along with her panties.
“My my, look how wet you are” he said grinning
Without waiting for Elsie’s answer, he imediately kneeled down and licked her clitoris. Elsie started panthing and moaning.
As Mark was eating her out, he slipped his hand in his pocket and grabbed something.
“Oh shit Mark, that feels so good yeah” Elsie moaned. Getting to her climax, she felt a sudden piercing pain in her anal.
“Fuck what are you doing!” She started to scream.
Insistent of having the time of his life, he forced the plug inside Elsie’s anal. Once it was all inside, he took off his pants and thrusted his throbbing dick i side her.
Feeling the pain and pleasure together, Elsie orgasmed and screamed.
Mark thrusted inside Elsie’s hungry pussy faster and faster and faster until he was about to cum.
He pulled his dick out and shoved it as he came inside Elsie’s mouth.
After he came, hell pulled his dick out of her mouth and watch Elsie swallow his load.
Grinning, Elsie stared him in the eye…
“That was so good.”
“I knew you’d enjoy that” Mark exclaimed. As he was about to pull the plug, Elsie stopped him.
