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The Baby Sitter Wore Chanel

01 Thursday Mar 2018

Posted by BNG in Adult Fantasy, Anal Sex, College Sex, Erotic Fansasy, Erotic Fiction, Erotic Romance, Erotica, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Passion & Pleasure, Sex Stories, Short Erotic Stories

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Gratitude can be a wonderful thing.

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John took in another deep breath, realizing he had started dozing off. He felt a breeze come through the window behind the setting sun, and it was a bit cool, especially since he still had a bit of sweat on his chest. He looked over at the clock on the mantle and watched the display change to 8:45 PM. Samantha, his wife, had taken the swing shift in the pharmacy in the hospital. John wasn’t sure, but suspected she had taken it to avoid him, the spark had faded from their love life.

As many couples do they attempted to have a baby to save their marriage. While it lessened tensions a bit because most attention went to the baby, it didn’t change the fact that she avoided sex with him most of the time. It wasn’t for lack of attraction, both John and Samantha had taken to the gym, as many sexless married people do. Something has to be done to get out the frustration. Three years in to having a child Samantha was in the best shape of her life, and became very distant. John was almost certain she was having an affair and had taken to jacking off a lot. For a while at least.

John felt his lover stir next to him and settle back against his side. He rolled his face onto the top of her head, smelling the sweet scent of strawberries and guava from her shampoo and body fragrance. It was a nice contrast to the thick smell of cum and other bodily juices that filled the air. John shifted just a hair to get more comfortable. He couldn’t even feel his penis. It had been a long time since he had cum hard enough to deaden all the nerves in his cock. He sure had missed it. He decided to let himself doze another hour or so before giving his lover a ride home. He would also need to change the sheets and air out the room before Samantha got home at 3:00 AM.
As John let himself fall back into his doze his thoughts drifted back to how he got here. It was about 18 months after their son James was born that Samantha went back to work. Soon after she turned frigid in the bedroom, but had stepped it up for her appearance. She worked off the baby weight and then some, started working hard on her hair and piling on the makeup. She hadn’t made that much effort in years and at first it excited John, until he realized she had little interest in him. It was like before they had James. Having a baby hadn’t fixed anything, and it was beyond frustrating.

John was a jingle writer, and only really worked about 5 hours a day in his studio just a few blocks away. He had tried working from home but it just didn’t work, he couldn’t focus the same. His wife would care for the baby in the early morning before heading to work and John would sleep, and would work in the evening after his wife returned home. That worked for a while, and basically kept them apart, which seemed to be Samantha’s desire.

As James hit two years old and wasn’t in need of constant over the top attention, Samantha decided she wanted to work the swing shift while James slept and then have John care for him in the mornings. She could have time with him in the afternoon while John worked. But soon enough she was too tired she said to do all her motherly duties and they agreed to employ a sitter for the afternoons a few days a week.

After a little research they decided to hire a girl in the neighborhood who a few families used and were very happy with. She was a straight A student who would dedicate herself to watching the kid and spend the downtime studying and was also lauded for being a healthy type and would make meals as such and cleaned up as well. She charged more than most but still less than a service so we contacted her. Her name was Susie and had just gotten her driver’s license that very weak and could drive herself and the baby in an emergency.

They met with Susie and agreed on a Mon, Wed, Fri schedule and she let them know she was available on weekends as well with advance notice. She was a cute little number. Her mother was Cambodian, a refugee from a number of years back, her dad was Italian and had met her mother while serving in the military. He brought her home and Susie was the fruit of their loins. She was about 5 foot 1, had black hair that went to her waist, it was naturally flat and had great shine. She had skin color that was a mesh of her parents, for a light brown hue. She had a very petite frame, almost no breasts to speak of. She was fairly athletic though the clothes she wore were very proper, and showed little.

She turned out to be as good as advertised and they all settled into a good rhythm. Over the next 8 months they fell into routine and John and Samantha only saw each other for an hour or so a day. It wasn’t a very fulfilling situation but at least they didn’t fight and with her working full time and he working on his commercial jingles, at least money was becoming loose for the first time in ages. The biggest pitfall for John was that he got almost no feminine attention. He was starting to consider getting a prostitute, but hated the thought of fucking a dirty whore.
It was a early summer Wednesday when Susie arrived at the house, the grill on her car was mashed in and there was a bit of smoke coming out. She was all flushed when she got to the house. It was the first hot day of the season, the mercury was topped out at 98 and when Susie came through the door, she was sweating a lot. She was wearing skimpy clothing for the first time that John have ever seen, while not suggestive at all, she was wearing flip flops, short grey shorts and pink tank top.

“Oh man! I can’t believe it!” She said with her flushed cheeks against her browned skin. John couldn’t help but notice how well her breasts filled out her top. She had a medium b cup size. Of course her tiny petite frame was still under 5 feet and it made her breasts look very healthy. The sweat line on her top went all across the top of her cleavage. John had never seen her chest that exposed but knew they had grown considerably from last Thanksgiving when he had inadvertently seen down her top when she bent over to pick James up. At this rate, she could end up with massive breasts on that little body.

“What happened Susie? What is wrong?” John asked.

“I got hit by this stupid old lady and she just drove off. I called my insurance but since dad is out of work and mom can only find part time they bought the high deductible plan and I don’t have $1000 to cover it. Now it is starting to smoke and I am worried about driving. If I can’t drive I can’t baby sit and can’t make any money.”

“Oh my gosh, that is so terrible. You know, I know a guy in town, grab your keys and I will grab James and you follow me. We will get it figured out.”

Soon their two cars made their way to Jimmy’s Car Spa, and Jimmy, being a old high school buddy of John’s agreed to let Susie pay in installments over the next few months and even had a loaner she could use for the next few days while he fixed it. Susie was so thankful and happy and John felt great about being able to help her.
On Friday John got a call from Jimmy and was told the total repair would be about $1300. John told Jimmy not to run her insurance so her rate wouldn’t go up and paid her bill in full. He had the money and thought nothing of the expenditure, and Susie had been as good as promised. A great sitter, cooked enough to take care of some of the family dinners and was such a good kid who had a bright future.

Jimmy must have called Susie because on Friday afternoon she turned up in her car instead of the loaner. She popped through the door wearing a spaghetti string purple top and black adidas gym shorts with white stripes and her flip flops. She burst through the door with tears in her eyes.

“Oh my gosh, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you . . . ” she exclaimed running up to John and wrapping her arms around his neck and gave him a big kiss on the lips.

“Haha, don’t worry about it Susie, you have been wonderful for us, it was the least I could do.”

“No you really don’t understand, the fridge just went kaput at the house and my parents needed my money to get a new one and I was telling them I had to spend it on the car but then got the call from Jimmy and. . . . you are the greatest guy in the world!”

She popped up on her toes again for another kiss. John looked into her wet eyes, the look of admiration was intense and John felt his ears getting red. He hadn’t had a woman look at him like that in a long time, and he was never that smooth with the ladies.

Susie got back on her feet and hugged him tight for a bit and John hugged her back. He didn’t mean to but the feel of her perky firm breasts against his chest and the lithe curve of her back and he felt his neglected penis swelling immediately. He thought her had broken the embrace fast enough but he hadn’t. Even as he stepped back it was obvious Susie had noticed because her eyes were staring at his crotch.

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John couldn’t stop it from chubbing up, he hadn’t felt feminine attention since his son had been born. There was a lot of pent up cum in his balls and his penis had jumped at the attention.
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“Oh my gosh! Totally!”

Susie dove onto her knees and with one yank had pulled his shorts and boxers down. His 7 inch cock was thickening and bounced back up from the shorts, and was jiggling in front of her face.

“Susie, what are you do–” John stammered as he felt the his body wedged into the kitchen corner.

Susie lunged forward and grabbed his cock, sending a jolt through him. Her fingers so soft and dainty with glitter nail polish. John’s eyes widened like dinner plates as he watched her lean in.

“I suck on it right?” It was more rhetorical than literal and Susie popped her mouth around his unit and began to suck and tongue his penis.

“Oh. . oh Jesus! Shit Susie. What are you . . . oh god!” John knew he should push her away, this was wrong. But it had been so damn long. So long since he had felt any pleasure from a female. He couldn’t pull his eyes away from watching her lips pull away from her face as she pulled back on his cock, and the hungry slobbery way she went back down on it.

She could only get about 3/4 of it in her mouth and her technique was a joke. She built no rhythm, she didn’t use pressure right, she didn’t tease his cock or balls with her hands, she really had no idea what she was doing down there, but when a cock has been ignored for so long.

Just for a few seconds, John told himself. A few seconds became 10, then 30, then 50. The slobbering sounds of Susie’s messy blowjob sounded like music in John’s ears. Suddenly the sensation stopped.

“Is this right? This is how Tiffany did it.” Said Susie before inhaling John’s cock again. John wanted to instruct her help her out but he was at a complete loss as what to say. Those inexperienced 16 year old lips and mouth were getting an A for effort while a D in execution.

“Ooooh-ooh! Ah shit Susie. Ok, ok, ok we’re gonna . . . hah! Susie! Shit!” John grabbed her hair behind her head and gripped tight. He felt his balls aching, they were ramping up for the finale and there was plenty of gooey cream filling coming for his young babysitter.

“Hmmmm?” Hummed Susie as John’s head fell back.

“Ugh, ugh, Suzzzzzzz, oh fuck!” He came. He really came!

“Mmmm! NnnnnnnnN!” Susie protested as the first taste of salty cum poured into her mouth. The pour didn’t stop, John’s balls were the bluest in the world and they took advantage of this opportunity. The second and third squirts were as voluminous as the first.

“Aannnngh! Ruuoah! Shit Suzie . . YES! Ugh!” John held her firm despite her hands on his thighs trying to pull back until he had emptied his full load in her young mouth. At least a full cup and a half had jettisoned out of him and coated her mouth and forced its way down her throat and out the sides of her lips. John finally let go of his teenage dream and slumped against the kitchen cabinets.

“Holy fuck baby. Oohh. Oh shit.” John was slurring his words. He couldn’t believe how fast he had come. The whole scene couldn’t have taken more than 2 minutes, tops.

Susie pulled back, coughing and a huge glob of John’s cum spilled out of her mouth and onto her shorts and thighs. Finally she cleared her throat.

“Ew, what is all of that?”

“Whazz iz wha?” Asked John, totally spent.

“What is all that stuff? It’s gross.”

“It’s. . . it’s cum, or semen. How do you not know what it is? What did you think was going to happen when you. . . . when you sucked on my. . my. . .my . . .”

“I sucked on it because a couple of months ago I went to my friend Jane’s house and we walked into the kitchen and saw her sister Tiffany doing that with the guy who came to fix the dishwasher. We watched her do it for like 5 minutes and then, well he made a lot of noises like you did. They didn’t know we watched and when we asked Tiffany about it later she said that it is the one thing you can do to a guy that they like more than anything and that he gave her a discount. I . . . I thought I would do that for you to thank you.” Susie said, getting to her feet.

John wrung his hand over his face, trying to snap out of the daze his orgasm had put him in. “Yyyyeah she was right, guys do like that. But Susie you shouldn’t have done that. Sex is supposed between a man and his wife.”

“That was sex? I thought sex was when the guy put it in, well down there.” Susie said, confused.

“Well yeah, that is sex, but sucking on, or really doing anything with a man’s penis is sexual. It all gives pleasure.” John said, finally sobering up from his orgasm hangover.
“So did I give you pleasure?”

“Yes, a lot, but Susie, you can’t do that with older men.”

“Why?”

“Because I could get in a bunch of trouble for what you did.”

“But I did it, not you.” She said indignant.
“Doesn’t matter, I would get in trouble. Yes, you did it right, but please don’t ever do any of that stuff again until you are older ok?” John said sternly, just now realizing how out of hand the situation could get.

“Are you, you. . . mad a me?” Susie said, her bottom lip trembling and her eyes watering.

“No, no.” John reached out and hugged her for a minute then held her out in front of him. “It’s just . . . Susie, I should not have . . . I should have, uh, not have let you do that.”

“Then why did it get bigger? I felt it grow.”

“Well after James was born, Samantha and I . . . . you know what, this is all going to be a bit beyond you and you don’t need to think about these things. Look, I am not mad at you, I am mad at myself for going along. I am very embarrassed. All I can do is beg you not to tell on me. I am so ashamed . . .I. . . I”

“I won’t tell anyone. I only did it because you were so nice to me. Can we just pretend nothing happened?” She asked, blinking her big brown eyes at John. It was music to his ears.

“Yes, I think that would be our best course of action. I would hate to lose you Susie, you are just wonderful with James. Tell you what, here is the money for tonight, go ahead and take the rest of the night off, I will skip on work today.” John gave her her sitting fee and she gave him a quick hug, apologized again for what happened and left.
John sat on the couch, still trying to understand what had just happened. He couldn’t believe it, he had just dumped a load of his semen into Susie’s gullet. Just thinking about it .
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John pushed his shorts down and jacked off his already hardening cock, closing his eyes and remembering the look of Susie’s lips and eyes as she gave her first blow job.

Susie was good to her word and John was to his and the next three months passed without incident. Well, at least between them sexually. But John couldn’t forget it. Not even for a day. He had rubbed his cock raw a few times remembering her. Unable to get any relief from his wife, he found himself jacking it daily. He tried to limit it to the shower or his office. But he always gave it a tug at the office. Seeing her before he left the house was too much. Especially with her continuing to develop. Her thighs thickened a bit, the line of her quads, curving her stems. Her breasts had added enough heft that they were just a bit less perky, but all the more full.

Then she began to talk of a boyfriend. John found he was very jealous. He had no idea who the kid was, but the thought of some pimple faced, goofy, awkward emo putting his hands on Susie, his tongue in her mouth, his penis in . . . . John wouldn’t finish the thought. Every morning when he woke he had a morning wood and a mental picture of her. He had started to memorize his favorite outfits, The innocent ones that still allowed to much for a man’s imagination. Every day she wasn’t coming over to watch James, John would feel depressed all day. He waited for those 15 minutes to see her, memorize her face and her frame, so that he could imagine gaining carnal knowledge while he masturbated in his studio.

Soon after Susie’s Dad got a better job with good health insurance. Not long after her Mom was able to work part time and Susie could finally keep her baby sitting money. She began to talk about how much she wanted a designer purse like some girls at school. She had dreams of a large sized Chanel Reissue, but those ran about $2500, so she was hoping to save up $500 for a convincing knockoff her friend had spied. From that John’s scheme was hatched. Even after he had everything in place, he kept chickening out. He knew what he wanted, what he needed, what he must have, but reality is easier than fantasy. Until August 14th. It was an anniversary. It had been exactly 1 year since he had had sex. Coitus sex. Obviously it had been more like 80 days since he had gotten feminine attention.

He was ready, Samantha was already at work and would be for the next 9 hours of her 12 hour shift. He grabbed the blank paper bag and put it in the corner under the cupboards. He was having his usual chit chat with Susie, wondering, like he did each time if she thought about having blown him and swallowed his cum every time she saw him like he did. He waited till she was distracted emptying her backpack and asked nonchalantly,

“So what kind of bag do you want to get? A Channel?” Susie who was still emptying her backpack was wearing a thin knit white shirt, over the head style, which ended just above the waistline of her skirt. The skirt was a light blue and made of a very soft and thin material, hanging off of her and outlining her constantly expanding ass. Even just in the last three months John could see the curve in her lower back, the jut of her modest but improving derriere, the swelling of her breasts. She was still petite, but a more womanly petite. She was wearing slight heeled tan sandals and her hair was pulled up from the sides and held by a clasp where it fell back into the rest of her hair, straight and draping over her shoulders. Her body was tanned from the summer, darkening her beige skin to a firm chocolate brown. She had on light blue lipstick and blue fingernails. An image of a blue smear on his dick made the still flaccid organ jump a hair.

“Yeah, the Chanel Reissue, it is this special anniversary addition. John pulled the bag out and set it on the counter and reached in, pulling out the large size burgandy bag.

“Does it look like this?” John asked. Susie looked up and stared for a good ten seconds.

“Why . . . why do you have one of those?” She croaked hoarsely.

“Or does it look more like this? And he pulled out a second back, this one white with brown trim and markings.

“Holy cow. They are gorgeous.” Susie said as she walked like a zombie over to the bags.
“So these are the types you were referring to?”

“Mmmm. Yeah . .. . see . . . . oh.” Susie came around to John’s side of the counter to get a closer look. She was positioned right in front of him, bent slightly at the waist, her ass practically presented to him. John swallowed hard. He clenched and unclenched his hands, trying to quell the beast growing within him. He planned to go slow, to seduce her. But right now it was all he could do to not ram her up against the counter top and take her fertile pussy for his own.

John heard a coo from James, sitting on the floor in the adjacent living room, playing with his playskool toys. John looked over and thought to himself, thank god even as a witness he couldn’t say anything. John stepped just a bit closer and smelled her hair quietly. His mouth watered, his penis was aching, the position in his khaki shorts preventing it from sticking out and getting fully erect, which it wanted so badly to do.

“Do you want them?” John said in low gravely voice.

Susie turned slowly, John very close. “Um . . . well, . . of course I want one. I have been talking about it.”

John put one hand on her left onto the counter, the other he slid two fingers down the side of her face. “I really want to give them to you.” He said.

His fingers curved around her cheek and slowly over her lips as he continued, “As long as I am sure you will . . . thank me . . . again.” His eyes were staring right into hers.

“Uh .. . . .oh! Ha ha. Um, well . . . I . . . I would, but I am dating Tommy and I probably shouldn . . . ”

“Why? Are you giving him blowjobs? Are you having sex with him?” John said intensely.

“N–nno! No. Just kissing. You told me I should wait . . . . .remember?”

“You’re soooo . . . . pretty. . . ” John said as he gazed at her sideways, his arm coming off the counter and placed it around her thin waist. Her belly button was exposed and the gem on it dangled back and forth. John looked down at it as he pulled her a little closer.

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Susie had her hand around his biceps, trying to gently hold him at bay. Before the look in his eyes was one of terror and shock. It was hot. This time the eyes on him looked very . . . . determined. She was conflicted. She really felt she should be true to her boyfriend, and John himself had said they should not have been together. But she really wanted those purses. And she still really liked John, she still felt very close to him.

“I would be very thankful for those bags John, but I really can’t do that to Tommy.”

John pulled her closer until their bodies touched, her hips pressing up against his upper thigh.

“I mean maybe we could do a rain check or something? A coupon for if I break up? Or maybe we could .. . Whao! And there it is, wow, it’s ready. Um. . . John you’re . . .” She tried to step out but John wrapped his other arm around her first and held her into the corner of the counter and sink.

“Just amazing . . .. ” John said as one hand groped a butt cheek, the other sliding under the skirt and quickly into her underwear.”

“Mr. Robertson? Mr. John! John what are you doing? John stop.” Susie whined, wondering why he was being pushy.

“John you need to . . OOOH!” Susie’s face fell against his chest panting a bit.

John had his fingers into her crotch and was just beginning to play.

“Ooooo-whaooooooh! Oooh! Oooh! Jjjjohnnnnn. Oh god. Oh.. OOOOH!” Susie was smushing her face into Johns chest. Rubbing from side to side as John gave her the first sexual pings from another person. Susie had masturbated a time or two, but hadn’t really ever achieved liftoff. John had 30 years of experience on her and began to coax her hymen to let his finger in.

Eventually it did and Susie had gripped John’s arms like a vice and she began to moan loudly.

“EEEEOOOOOOWWWW. Oooh John. Oh god. Oh God! OH God! OH GOD! OH JOHN WHAT IS THAT? WHAT IS THAT? OK! OK! OK! I’ll SUCK IT! OK, I WILL! OH GOOOOOOOOOOOOD!” Susie felt her first true orgasm building and was excited, scared and anxious. It felt so good, but too good. It felt like if it got much more “good” her heart would pop. It was beating so fast!

John worked her clit and pulled her head back by her hair and kissed her. “Suck it if you want my little sex kitten, but you’re gonna fuck it!”

“WHAAAT? HHHHUUUOOOOH. NNNNNOO. DON’T WANT TO, DON’T WANT TO, OOOOOOUUUUUUOOOOHHHH! MMMMFFFF!” Her words cut off by John’s tongue.

“Mmmf! MMMMnnnnnmmMMMMMMF! UUUUUUMMMMMMMMMFFF!” Susie was screaming into John’s mouth as her orgasm exploded in her. Her lips went limp, her pussy clenched on his fingers. Her body clenched and twerked in his arms. Her moans turned quiet and low. John removed his lips, holding her in his arms
Her moans turned into sighs which turned into deep breaths. She had felt an explosion of tingle to every inch of her body and was completely wrapped in a cocoon of warm pleasure. John scooped her up, all 89 pounds of her and carried her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed horizontally. He went back out to the kitchen and downed a bottle of beer in a flash. grabbed a bottle of milk and picked up James. He went back to the master bedroom and plopped James in his crib in the room with the bottle and smirked.

Son was gonna get a front row view of Daddy’s greatest triumph.

John walked over to Susie. Her head was slowly twirling back and forth, indistinct and quiet sounds coming from her lips. He hiked up her top and reached behind her to undo the bra, he slid the garments easily over her head and stood back. Damn they were nice. Even held a lot of their shape laying down. That’s the beauty of youth, John thought. He reached under the skirt and pulled off her panties. They were sopping wet. He took a long whiff before tossing them in the corner.

He dropped his shorts and boxers and his prick was finally free! Oh it had ached so much! It had paid it’s dues. It was time for little John to have his fun. John reached a hand under each upper thigh, some fingers on her ass. He lifted her up a tad and slid a throw pillow under her lower back so there was a slight elevation at her crotch . . . just right. John felt the drool from his mouth hit his throbbing dick.

She was quite a vision. light milk chocolate skin, mid level chocolate nipples small, short and round. He ran a hand over one and lightly squeezed. God the buoyancy of a young breast!!! He ran his hands along her thighs. God he loved nice legs. Hers were, short, shapely and firm. That tummy, so flat, so smooth. he ran a hand over her pussy. His pussy. Well, it would be his soon.

“Mmmmmfff. Ooooohhhjjjjjjjjjoooohn? Arrrrrrruuuuu ggoooooonnnnnnnaaaa dooooozzzzz it aaaagggnnn?” Susie asked, still lost in her orgasm.

“Maybe sweetie, but now it’s John’s turn. He leaned down and gave her one slow kiss with no tongue. Susie opened her eyes drowsily and looked at him and smiled like a drunk. John sat back and put one knee on the bed, under her thigh. He slid his hands up her thighs until his thumbs were on the tips of her pelvis, poking under her skin. His fingers wrapped around to her back and ass, his palms on her hips.

He didn’t need to aim his cock, it was as hard as steel. Harder than he ever could remember. He drove ahead slow and steady, lined up to her virgin slit. It elicited a tiny yelp from John when the head of his cock touched her labia. He was so sensitive the slightest touch was overwhelming. He gritted his teeth and kept going until her lips parted for him and his mushroom cap was up against her, entering.

Susie seemed to wake up a bit at that. She lifted her head, She saw him entering her. But she could only numbly feel it. She reached out and grabbed his arm.

John laid over her as he prepared to make way. “Yeah baby?”

“Jjjjjoohhnnn nnnnooo. Wwweee caaaannn’t.”

“Don’t worry baby, it won’t take long, you can pretend nothing happened, just like with the blow job. Ok baby. Ready?”

Susie breathed in deep and bit her lower lip, “mmm-hmm.”

John put one hand under her head and gripped the edge of the bed, the other gripping her thigh. He pressed forward, with meaning this time.

“MMMMMMM!” Susie grunted and John pushed through what was left of her hymen and buried himself two thirds of the way in.

“Oh fuck baby! Oh Jesus, you feel like fucking silk! No! Like satin! Oh sweetie!” John groaned. He pumped Susie for the next 30 seconds, kissing her as he stole away her virginity. Susie grunted and strained along with John’s thrusts, feeling coming back to her. Then John sat up, still fucking her teenage pussy with short strokes. He gripped both sides of her pelvis again.

“Shit baby. I’m sorry.” John said, shaking his head. “Oh it’s coming baby. I can’t stop it! Ok baby, here we go!” John gripped hard and began to piston his hips for all he was worth. His crotch slamming into Susie’s pelvis, his thrusts the fastest he had ever accomplished. The sound of their slapping flesh was echoing across the room.

“OooooOOOOOOOooooooOOOOOUUUU John! John! John! John please! John!” Susie protested, the pain of his thrusts intense.

“OOOH FUCK BABY! YEAH BABY! YEAH BABY! OH IT’S COMING BABY!!! OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH FUUUUCK!”

“JOOOOOOOOHHHHNNNNNN! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!” Susie yelped the pain from the fuck and the pleasure from the orgasm more than her young mind could register.

“OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK YES YES YES YEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!” John screamed as the cum rocketed from his penis into Susie’s young vagina. John never stopped pumping as his whole body was on fire from his orgasm. John continued to thrust. His cock continued to jettison semen into Susie. John finally slammed home and stayed there, his entire body clenched, veins popping, teeth grinding, fingers digging into Susie. John couldn’t tell you exactly how much cum had come out, but he knew he had never produced that much in one sitting, er, fucking.

John began to ease after another 15 seconds. He sank down onto Susie, his body randomly spasming from over stimulation.

“Holy shit,” Susie said, “we are doing that again.”

John was pulled out of his doze down memory lane when his lover stirred beside him. He looked over at the clock. Yep, time to get moving. He turned to her, and rubbed her taut tummy while he gave her a long kiss, before he hopped out of bed.

“Damn baby, that was all right! Damn you can drain a man.” John pulled on his shirt and was looking down at his buttons fastening them.

He pulled on his pants while she slipped on her summer dress.

“Man I can’t wait until you can drive in a couple of years. Bye the way baby, how is your sister Susie’s freshman year at Stanford?”

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Waking Up a Whore

01 Thursday Mar 2018

Posted by BNG in Adult Fantasy, Anal Sex, College Sex, Erotic Fansasy, Erotic Fiction, Erotic Romance, Erotica, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Passion & Pleasure, Sex Stories, Short Erotic Stories

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A woman wakes up with no memory of her past or any recollection of being a woman

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She took a long look and the man next to her. He lay on his back, his chest slowly moving up and down as his eyes remained closed. She studied him with great attention, looking at his neck and a small freckle that sat at the base of his throat, the way his muscular chest met in a valley and sprung up and came to an apex at two well formed pectoral muscles, his slightly formed abs with a small line of thin hair leading south past his belly button, and finally she became fixated on the massive cock that lay limp on his thigh. He had no hair around the base of his dick. She could not see his balls, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the way the head of his cock gently flowed over and revealed a slightly pinkish hue, and the hint of veins. She tried to look away, but she couldn’t. Then it hit her.

She shouldn’t be looking at a penis, shouldn’t be looking at a man next to her, didn’t know who she was or where she was. She didn’t know this man. Panic hit her. She snapped the covers off of her and threw her legs off the side of the bed. In one motion, she stood, but found her balance off. As she came upright, the body stirred behind her and heard, “babe, you ok?” She looked back, but the voice had already trailed off, and he was turning over and grabbing her pillow.

Her attention came back to her body quickly. She righted herself against the wall, and even though for a minute she knew wasn’t drunk, getting her mind straight was difficult. She took steps around the bed as if she knew where she was. Her heart was racing, a cold sweat broke out over her. She walked into the bathroom as if she knew where she was going, but once inside, and the lights were found without effort, she came face to face with herself, and discovered the horror. In front of her stood the reflection of a young 20 something female. A confused look dominated her face, but that drew little of her attention. Her eyes fixated on her chest, the massive breasts that hung off her body. She reached up toward her chest to find them on her body. But she shouldn’t have breasts. This body shouldn’t be her.

The weight of them were amazing and the disorientation when she got out of bed suddenly became understandable. When she lifted them, she felt the relief, if it could be called that, from her upper chest and back. When she released them, they fell immediately, making a barely audible slap against her abdomen and a slight giggle up the length of her breast. She grabbed her hardened nipple with two fingers, pulling it out and pulling her breast from her body. They elongated until her breast began to be removed from her abdomen and the weight of the tissue began to provide a bit of pain. She released it quickly.

She stood there for a minute and the confusion took over. Who was she? She asked herself if she really was this person, but then again, searching her memory, no alternative came. She didn’t feel that she was another person trapped in this body, but this body struck her as so alien that she felt she was violating someone else by standing there shirtless in the bathroom. There were no answers, and then she thought about the man in the other room. Was he her husband? Boyfriend? She couldn’t bear the possibility of anything else, but it was then that there was a small knock on the door and the voice came to her through the door.

“Babe, you ok? I gotta pee something crazy.”

Panic came over her once again. She felt like she should cover herself, but then again, there was a need for answers. She opened the door and didn’t say anything. He walked in and past her and stood over the toilet, raised the seat, and began peeing. The stream shocked her with its force, and as it wound down he seemed to do this slight wiggle with his body. She watched him intently, examining his muscular ass, dimpled in at the sides with the effort, and releasing to a perfectly rounded butt once finished. He turned to her and smiled, slightly bumped her out of the way, and washed his hands. Once done, he brushed his wet palms on the towel on the wall, and without a word, grabbed my chest, palms down. His large hands didn’t fit completely around each breast, but with a slight squeeze and some force toward me, he lifted them slightly and then squeezed tighter. His cold hands instantly caused goose bumps with rise on my chest and arms.

“Damn you got some great fucking tits. Can’t get over those things.”

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He released them as quickly as he took them in his possession. I stood shocked and fixated on the feeling of my breasts in his hands. I looked down at his penis dangling and he caught my eyes.

“Yeah babe, he likes them too.” He laughed and brushed past me once again, turned around with a smile, and began to speak again. As he stepped into his pants, underwear free, he said, “same as always I’m guessing.”

He continued the look he was giving me for a few seconds, and then continued to get dressed. After he had buttoned his pants and thrown his shirt on, unbuttoned, he pulled his wallet out and removed a stack of bills and placed them on the corner of the bed. I still didn’t speak.

“All right beautiful, same time same place.” He came over and kissed me on the cheek and before I could even understood what had just happened, he was gone.

I don’t know how long I stood there in shock, but it seemed like a lifetime. When I began to come back to reality, I sat on the corner of the bed, pink and blue silk panties, and nothing else, and took the wad of bills in my hand. Fifteen hundred dollars. Who in their right mind gave someone that much money and then leaves. Was I really a whore? I couldn’t be. I mean I saw the body in the mirror. It was the sexist thing I had ever seen in my life (did that mean I was really a man?—no clue), but still. Who would pay that much money to sleep with someone? No one in their right mind, or at least someone with a ton of money. I couldn’t imagine being a “kept” woman, someone that is at the beck and call of someone else. I didn’t know who he was, but I knew that wasn’t going to happen.

I walked into the living room and looked around. There were pictures of me with other people, some older, some younger. There were a few where the same people kept reappearing, others that looked like occasional pictures with people that I knew but were not close to (it appears to me at least to be completely obvious the difference between the two). I studied the woman, me, that appeared in most of the pictures. She seemed happy, normal—beautiful, but normal. She, me, was hugging close friends, doing things (camping, amusement parks, cook outs, etc.) that were perfectly normal, and now it seemed that I was her. Looking at the pictures, there seemed to be some truth to the entire situations within the picture. It was like through an interior fog I knew them to be true, that that was really me, but as hard as I could, I could not place who they were, their names, or anything about them.

I started thinking about me. What did I know about me. I knew I existed. I knew I had a mind and a general perception of reality and how the world worked, but I didn’t know who I was. How could I know what a whore was if I didn’t know who I was? How could I be attracted to myself? Was there some general notion of beauty that I was aware of, and now that I wasn’t connected to “myself” I had some knowledge of?

I didn’t know anything really other than I was naked in a strange place and the body I was in felt completely foreign. I decided that I had to at least put some clothes on. I walked back to the bedroom and made my way to the closet. Once there, I found drawers that, once opened, provided me with at least something to wear. Everything was complicated, but after a few moments of starring at underwear, bras, and lingerie (there were three full drawers of lingerie), I simply threw on a tee shirt to cover myself and a pair of socks (I know it doesn’t make much sense). I walked out to the bedroom and realized that the entire room reeked of sex. I had to get he sheets out of there, that at least I knew. It was already a bit disturbing that some strange man paid me a lot of money for what appeared to be sex, but to have the smell constantly remind me of it was too much.

I traveled the way back to the living room and then to the kitchen where I found a stack washer/dryer. I stripped the bed and put the sheets in the washer and started it. It scared me a bit how I knew how to do all these things, that they made sense, but I don’t remember ever learning them or anything. I was so confused it hurt, so I decided to try and end the confusion. There had to be some indication within these walls of where I was, who I was, and everything about my life. This place held the answers, and it didn’t appear that I had anything to do.

I decide to look for a wallet or purse. I looked in the bedroom, but there was nothing there, and the living room provided little help, but by the front door, on this oblong table a small purse lay on the surface. I opened it and spilled the contents on the coffee table. Inside was a small leather fold with credit cards and finally, a drivers license.

My name is Emily. I’m 25. Its something. Further investigation tells me that I am also a member of a local gym, appear to like to carry around a lot of cash, and seem to have several bank accounts with a significant amount of money in them. Back in the bedroom, I started going through the drawers to find out more about myself. It took me no time to find out what I needed. In the bedside table were two journals. One was larger and thinner, the other was much thicker and looked like more of a personal journal.

I sat on the bed and put the thinner notebook beside me, opened the other, and turned to the last page that was written on. It gave the date as June 10. There was a long entry about going shopping with some friends, buying some lingerie, and having drinks, but what dominated the entry concerned the work. It appeared that she, or I, loved her work but was concerned about how others viewed her. She didn’t want other people thinking she was a whore, so she operated in such a way as to keep even her closest friends clueless. There were hints at some sort of recording through her computer, but it wasn’t really clear.

I put the book down and opened the one I threw on the bed. When I opened it, a sheet of paper fell out. It was typed, with times of the day on one column and at the top the days of the week. I tried to figure out what today was, but I had no clue and didn’t know where to do to find out. Then I remembered (remembered—so exciting) that the weather channel had the date on the screen. I rushed to the living room, learning too late how much it hurt to run with big boobs. They flopped and slapped against me so hard I had to grab them and hold them up for a second to stop the rush of pain.

It was Monday. (A really shitty case of the Mondays). I rushed back into the bedroom, this time holding my tits so they wouldn’t fly around (I should so find my bras), and looked at the schedule. Down the column for Monday it had three listings. One at 10 one at 1 and one at 4:30. The first had “Mark” next to the time and “BJ250.” The second had “Jerry—BJx2300.” The last said “Ben—FF350.”

I snapped my neck to look at the clock beside the bed. “9:57.” Shit. I didn’t know what to do. The idea of sucking a dick scared me to death, but I didn’t know why. I threw down the books and put them back in the bedside table. I stood up and noticed first that all I had on was a tee shirt and panties, and second that I didn’t have much time. About the time the adrenaline started pumping, there was a knock at the door. I panicked. What could I do. I had to answer it. I opened the door and a man about 6 foot walked in the door. There were no words spoken. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into my bedroom. He almost threw me down on the bed and said, “I hope you saved all that nice man cum for me.”

Before I knew it, he had my panties off and his face nestled into my crotch. At first I was scared, and then a raging heat and pleasure came from his face. He stuck a finger in me, and moved it around in a circle a few times, stretching me a bit and making me aware for the first time of my vagina. To feel something pressing inside you was startling. He licked my pussy and then, when apparently done, he pushed my legs up and started licking my ass hole. Without warning, his tongue invaded my ass and his fingers started rubbing just above my opening. It didn’t take long. I came with violence, and when I did a stream of fluid shot out of me and just passed through his hair line. It continued for a minute and then he stood. I was already exhausted.

“God almight, his cum tastes good coming out of you.” And with that, he unbuttoned his pants and dropped them and his boxers to the floor. He crawled up on the bed beside me and placed his butt right beside my face. His semi erect dick hanging on his thigh just to the right of my face. I knew what I had to do. All indications pointed to the face that I had to now suck thus guys dick.

He wasn’t huge, but he had a good sized dick. I could tell that (how I don’t know) by looking at the thing on his leg. After a short pause of deliberation, I rolled over and without a word just put his semi hard dick in my mouth. I wasn’t ready for how the thing filled my mouth. As he got harder, the size seemed impossible to take, but it seemed no matter how hard I pushed down on his dick, it entered my mouth easily. At first I was uncomfortable, but after only a short time, I could think of nothing else better in the world. The feel of my lips around his shaft, the length as it entered my mouth, the head as it brushed past my tongue, the pressure against the back of my throat when he reached it and then the release of the pressure when he pulled out, all seemed like the most amazing feelings in the world.

I sucked him with passion and vigor. I wanted it all in my mouth. I wanted to try and squeeze his dick with my lips so hard that I could take it with me.

In no time it came. A huge rush of his cum erupted in my mouth. I was caught completely off guard, but once the rush came, instincts pushed my head all the way down on his cock so my lips were firmly against him. I opened my mouth and felt the length of his cock in my throat. I felt him twitch and buck, all the time keeping him deep, and when I could take it no more, I pulled off him, only to catch the last two small surges of his cum on my tongue. I savored the taste, the feel of this thickness on my tongue, how it clung together and then slowly watered down with my saliva. I held it there, content. When I swallowed it, the feeling remained on my tongue, it coated as it slid down into my stomach, and even after I swallowed again, moved up to face him, I still tasted the strong flavor of what I now knew was cum.

He got up off the bed and got dressed. I stayed there laying on the bed in my state of bliss looking at him.

“Next week is the big week huh?”

I think he could tell I was completely oblivious to what he was saying.

“You know the group on Sunday night. I freakin’ cant wait. You gotta make sure you get like five or six or something and just have them all cum in you over and over. And like just sit on your back until I get here. Fucking hot.” He paused uncomfortably, “So you excited about it?”

I paused. I realized I had never heard my own voice. “Scared.”

“Really? It’s the same guys as last time right?” He paused. “Oh ok yeah I know you can’t talk about other clients, but damn big dicks like you described. Wow, I’d be scared too. But I guess you like it or you wouldn’t want to do it again.”

He walked to the door and when the door closed I caught a brief look at the three hundred fifty dollars on the bedside table before I slowly drifted off.

I woke with a knock on the door. I jumped up in shock and threw on my panties. I couldn’t get sucking him out of my mind. I mean I don’t know if this body or I had ever sucked before, but at that moment I had never done anything, and I kept thinking about it. The feel, the taste, everything. And all that when I was panicking. I knew what was at the door. I figured out the code, I thought, but I only had these panties on and this stupid tee shirt. I ran around looking for shorts I think, but I don’t know. Panic is a funny thing. When the second knock happened, I couldn’t wait. I ran to the door and opened it before I thought about it.

“Thought you weren’t going to answer.” They walked in past me (it must be a habit) and sat on the couch.

The one guy talking must know me or had been here before, obviously, but the other guy seemed scared, like he had never done this. Both were attractive, younger, and totally out of their element.

Jerry, I would come to know, looks at me, stands back up, unzips his pants, and simply says, “in here or in the bedroom. Where do ya think?” like it was nothing.

“Here is fine.” I answered half heartedly.

He unbuttoned and dropped his pants, with his boxers shortly following. He was already semi hard, but his friend didn’t move. He looked at me and smiled.

I took it as a cue. I walked towards him and pushed him on the couch. I jumped down on his semi-erect cock and took it all the way in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around the base hard and flicked at his dick in my mouth making it sway back and forth. I brought my mouth around him fully and pulled it out of my mouth slowly, inching my way up with a suck in between. By the time I pulled him out of my mouth, he was hard, but as soon as he left my lips, I felt him pull me up. He stood as I stood, and with his two hands he grabbed my sides and lifted my shirt over my head. He threw my shirt on the floor and grabbed my boobs with both of his hands. He lifted them and then cupped them, shaking them and watching them ripple and move. He moved them around till my nipples were hard, pinched them, and then put his hands on the top of my head and pushed me down. I took the cue and put his dick back in my mouth and started sucking.

In no time the action brought his friend over, and when I opened my eyes, his friends hand was grabbing my tit and his dick was out and hard. It was an impressive dick, much bigger than his friends with a large bulbous head, and when I saw it, I had to have it. I switched dicks quickly, pulled his friend to my mouth so fast it caught him off guard. He released my tit and as soon as I had the head of his dick in my mouth, Jerry had my tits in his hands. I pushed him as far back in my mouth as I could, but he was much too thick to take all of him. I got violent sucking him. I wanted it. I wanted him to cum. I was so turned on all I could think about were these two guys cumming in me and on me. He didn’t last. In only five minutes of sucking he let lose a grunt and then the rush of cum came. It wasn’t a massive amount, but it squirted in my mouth. I didn’t swallow it. I felt it on my tongue, lifted off him and cupped my mouth shut so it wouldn’t leak out and then pushed Jerry’s dick into my mouth with complete suction so I could feel his dick in my mouth with all his friends cum. He pumped into my head a few times, grabbing the back of my head and pulling it towards him violently for about thirty seconds and then he blew. This time the cum blasted out. It filled my mouth in no time, and I almost choked. I swallowed a few times, but the shock came to fast, and cum leaked out the side of my mouth and on to my boobs. He kept cumming and I sucked him until he got soft.

“That was amazing as always. Thanks for letting my boy come along. Next week just you and me?”

“Sure.” I said as I scooped the cum off my boob and put it in my mouth, lost in the moment and completely forgetting that they were actually there.

“See, that’s why you are fucking amazing. That and those tits. Holy Jesus, Ted, didn’t I tell you she had the best set of tits alive.”

He pulled up his pants and on the way out, he put an envelop on the table beside the door. I sat there on my knees in the living room, shirtless and soaking wet. My panties were soaked, and my body was on fire. I could see why someone did this, why they blew guy after guy. It was fucking crazy how turned on I was, and even when I tried to stand up and find in my mind what I had to do for the next few hours, all I could think about was the feel of his dick in my mouth and the heat of his cum as it shot out into my mouth. I threw myself on the couch and felt my tits slam back and forth and settle with my stillness, pancaked out and hard in the cold room.

I wasn’t going to let myself fall asleep again. I had to learn more about this woman I was. I got up and got my shirt back on. My tits were beginning to seem normal. I prepared myself for their movement so it was no shock or surprise.

I walked in the bedroom and all I could think about was fucking tonight, having one of those huge cocks inside me. I sat down and read more about me. Most everything was about the guys, about clients. About what they liked, how they were, how the sessions went. I tried to count backwards to find Mondays to see what I was facing tonight. I started from the beginning to see if I could find a description of him, and not just a “great time.” Here it was. “Bed is a treat. He’s younger, I think in college, one of those daddy’s boys spending daddy’s money, but he’s not a prick. He’s got a good dick, cums pretty heavy, and likes pretty traditional stuff in bed.”

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I spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing. I got some food, took a shower and looked through my clothes. I decided that I should treat tonight more like a date than a quick thing, thinking that that was what was called for a bit more. If he was “traditional” I thought that maybe it would be more his speed. I made sure I had some wine in the fridge and as the hour approached, I picked out a nice dress (everything I had showed a bit too much cleavage), and sat watching television until the knock on the door came.

I greeted him unlike the others, and told him to take a seat on the couch. He sat down without words and I went to the kitchen to get us some wine. I sat down, handed him a glass and asked how his week was. He looked shocked, but after a second, he took a sip, and settled in. He told me about his frustrations at work and evidently home life issues with his wife and kids. Then he broke the conversation. “So like you usually only let me have an hour.”

“Oh, don’t worry. I thought it would be nice to relax for a bit. I don’t have any plans for the rest of the night, we’re good.”

“Oh,” he was shocked again, “that’s awesome.”

“Another glass?”

I took his glass and filled both, returned and we sat in silence for a few moments drinking. He started asking about me, which I didn’t exactly have the qualifications for answering, so I changed the subject.

“So, what does your wife not do that you really want to try.”

“You mean sexually?” I could tell the subject made him nervous.

“Don’t worry. Its me. No judgement.”

“Well, I’ve told you before, our sex consists of her on her back. That’s it. She never sucks, never moves, just lays there and takes it. If I get aggressive at all she freaks out. Says I hurt her.”

“Oh, how do you hurt her.”

“I don’t know. I’m not huge or anything. Who knows. Its always late at night in bed, she gives in. Any other time she pushes me away and tells me its not the right time.”

“I hear ya. Well you got me.” I smiled and took his glass once more. I went to the kitchen and filled the glasses, not hearing that he had come in the kitchen behind me. I opened the fridge once again to replace the wine, and as I bent over slightly to reach in, he pressed himself firmly behind my, his cock resting against my ass. I set the wine in the fridge as his hands grabbed my hips, and as I closed the door and stood upright, he moved his hands up, tracing the sides of my body and moving around front to cup my breasts. My eyes shut with the feeling. I could feel his hardness through his pants against me. His hands squeezed my tits and moved them up and down. I tried to turn, but his power kept me in my place. Even that turned me on. He kissed my neck and then reached into my dress and cupped my left boob. With that speed increased. Without warning, he lifted my dress and I instinctively raised my arms to let him take it off. Again I tried to turn, but he stopped me.

His left hand grabbed my hip, his right felt my ass and swirled around it, finding my thong against my ass, pulling it slightly, and then lightly spanking me. My ass giggled with the contact, he kissed my back and then pulled my thong down. It all happened quickly. I could feel how wet I was, and as soon as my panties came down, and his fingers probed me, I could smell it. He dropped his pants, and as he stood he grabbed my tits to stand me upright from the counter, and with one movement, he pushed his dick into me.

The feeling was amazing. I parted with the pressure, and as he moved more and more into me, the pressure increased, but increased around him, inside me. Instinct guided me to bend over slightly and spread my legs, and that was all it took for him to start fucking me. I felt the force of him in my stomach when he slammed in. When he reached bottom I couldn’t help but grunt, but what became overwhelming to me was the force of my tits bouncing back and forth as they hung. They crashed into the counter, and then as he pulled out of me they shot back against my stomach.

What started to entered my mind was that I didn’t want him to cum. This wasn’t work, it was something I was enjoying. I took the step of pushing him away and grabbing his hand. I led him into the living room and sat down on the couch. I pulled him in front of me and took his cock in my mouth. I tasted myself for the first time. It didn’t bother me, but for a minute it made me hesitate a bit. Once my flavor was gone, I took it like an old pro. I went slow, wanting it to prolong his hardon, but also, I wanted to feel every inch of him. It didn’t last long.

He pushed my head away, and looked at me. He smiled and got on his knees in front of me, taking my tits in his hands and moved them around in circles. He moaned with the movements, which matched my utterances exactly. It felt amazing to feel him squeeze my chest, rub my nipples, and pinch them almost to the point of pain. When he took them into his mouth, the change in sensation almost was too much. The wetness on my nipples after he had pinched them hard was spectacular. He took one at a time in both his hands, gripping both sides tight so my nipple was the only thing showing and he devoured each, but that didn’t last long. Right about the time my head was spinning, he descended. He didn’t kiss his way down to my opening. One second he had my nipple between his teeth, and almost before my tit hit my stomach he had my clit in his mouth. He licked furiously, and in no time, I felt it coming. The first thing that happened was my entire body tensed up, and then my head shot back and my pussy erupted. I stream of fluid shot out of my just above my opening and onto his face, but he wasn’t phased. He kept licking, and as long as he kept going, the feeling continued. When I couldn’t take anymore, I pushed his head away panting.

He pulled me up and instead of leading me, he picked me up entirely, and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me down gently, and pulled my legs up in the air, rotated me around so he was standing on the edge and my ass was barely on the bed. He took a second to rub his dick up and down my clit, which sent a few shivers down my spine, and then in one push, he entered me. I screamed when he came into full contact with my body, and after only a few full plunges into me, I came again. He started fucking me hard and deep, and at that moment nothing mattered. I didn’t care that I didn’t know who I was, or that I came to in a body of a hooker. That feeling was the only thing I cared about in the world. My tits flew back and forth, slapping my shoulders and swaying back to my stomach. Pancaked out, they flowed like the ocean, waves and waves, and with each movment they promised his dick would flow back into me. I thought I was about to cum again, when I felt him tense up and slam into me harder than before. The force was almost too much, causing me to grunt with each full penetration, and then it happened. It didn’t feel like it had felt in my mouth earlier. I couldn’t feel the actually cum shooting into me, but I felt the surge of heat, and then a fullness along with an intense wetness. I could almost feel it because of the way he enjoyed it. He screamed and fucked harder and harder, to the point where it sounded like he was fucking in an ocean. He splashed out of me and as one hand rubbed his chest, the other was surrounding his dick feeling his cum bubble up from the motion.

He finally stopped, and when he pulled out, I felt his cum run out of me. He stood up and walked into the other room, where he got dressed, and when he was finished came back in and thanked me, dropped an envelope on the bedside table, and without warning turned and left. When I heard the door slam, I stuck my finger in me and masterbated until I came. When I took my fingers from me and stuck them in my mouth, tasteing his cum and my juices, it was only then that I thought about the lack of a condom, the fear of disease or a baby.

I went to the bathroom to pee, came back to bed and got under the covers, grabbed the small notebook in the bedside table and looked at Tuesday. Down the column for Tuesday it had five listings. One at 7, one at 8, one at noon, one at 5 and one at 9. The first two had “BJ150.” The third had “F350.” The fourth said “BJ150,” and the last said “A-F 450*.” I didn’t know what the “*” meant, and didn’t care that it was 6, I was tired, and I laid back, with his cum still slightly leaking out of me, and passed out from the long days work.

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Kristina Is Pimped Out By The Tire Repairman

01 Thursday Mar 2018

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The warm water cascaded down Kristina’s back before falling to the floor of the shower and flowing to the drain. She sighed from the pleasant feeling of being enveloped in a steamy cloud of wet warmth. Her flaming hair was piled high on her head to prevent it from being drenched from the steady stream of water. Though she liked nothing better than the luxuriousness of soaking in a bathtub, in the morning nothing could top a hot shower. It helped to waken her fully while at the same time massaging her muscles and warming them up.

As she turned and faced the spray she remembered something else she enjoyed about a shower. Her hand adjusted the nozzle so that the water was being directed in the area of her red pubic hair. She spread her legs so that the jet of water could stimulate ‘down there’. Kristina’s soapy hand slid over her breast making her tremble due to the stimulation her touch delivered. She gently squeezed her pink nipple between her fingertips causing it to harden while the steady beat of the water inflamed lower down.

Kristina’s mind went back to the previous afternoon and her encounter with Miguel the tire repairman. It had been the first time she had violated her marriage vows and she was unable to forget how he made her feel like a woman again. Her husband Carl had never been an affectionate or passionate man to begin with and after over ten years of marriage there wasn’t much of a spark remaining between them.

Miguel had dominated her fully including pushing her beyond her comfort zone but as Kristina was naturally inclined to submissiveness it filled a need in her. Now as both her hands and the water jet stimulated her lush body the memories of what he did to her and what he made her do pushed Kristina close to the edge of orgasm. The thought that she must return to the tire shop to hopefully recover her lost earring and what Miguel’s reaction to that would be was enough to push her beyond the edge.

As the water collided with her hard little nub Kristina bit her lip as the feeling flooded over her. She remained under the stream for another few minutes as her senses returned to normal following her climax before stepping out of the stall and wrapping herself in a large, fluffy towel. Though Kristina was eager to get going she maintained her routine to the letter instead of rushing. She carefully exfoliated, moisturized and followed the rest of her beauty regimen to a tee. She had been a trophy wife for long enough to never take her appearance for granted but to always put in the requisite effort.

Only after she finished her hair and applied her makeup perfectly did Kristina allow herself to smile. She knew she looked good and that any man with a pulse would be attracted to her stunning Scandinavian beauty. She nibbled on a muffin and a banana and drank half a cup of black coffee for breakfast and after retouching her lipstick she headed out on her mission.

Before long Kristina was behind the wheel of her Lexus and approaching the city. She had dressed simply that day in a pair of yoga pants with a black tank top and cross training sneakers and her long red hair was in a simple pony tail. Kristina sang along to Adele’s latest song of heartbreak as she piloted the luxury vehicle on the now busy streets. After yesterday she had made sure to locate the folder that held the vehicle registration as well as the roadside assistance card so that there would be no repeats of what had transpired.

When she turned onto the street that contained Miguel’s shop Kristina experienced the feeling of butterflies in her stomach from anticipation. She managed to squeeze in a last set of kegel’s as the destination neared.
When she arrived she saw that no car was being serviced and that Miguel was standing and talking with another man who also appeared to be of Latin American background. Kristina pulled in and deftly parked in an open area of the yard before shutting off the engine. A quick check in her visor mirror assured her that the makeup was perfect after which she climbed from the car.

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While she approached the shop the other man began rapidly walking away although he did look back twice and on the second occasion Miguel called out to him in Spanish and delivered some phrases in a staccato fashion. He turned to Kristina with a broad smile on his swarthy countenance and his eyes again drank in her beauty. While his gaze swept over her Kristina felt her nipples begin to harden under her thin top.

“Senora it is good to see you today” he began “and may I ask how I can be of service again?”

Miguel put such emphasis on the word service that Kristina felt her cheeks redden with embarrassment because she clearly understood what he meant.

“Hello Miguel. I do hope you can help me. Yesterday while I was here I believe that I lost one of my earrings and I was wondering if you found it.”

He spread his arms wide as if helpless but she couldn’t help noticing the power they exuded even with such a simple gesture.

“I am very sorry senora but I haven’t seen any earring but feel free to look for it in the bed we shared.”

As Miguel spoke his eyes felt like they were burning her especially as they spent most of the time on her shapely bosom. He opened the door to the shop allowing her to pass inside but she was surprised when he remained outside. Maybe he had no knowledge of her lost jewelry and was simply allowing her to search for it she surmised. Kristina hurried to the back of the shop where the cot was located and began looking. She was unable to prevent herself from reliving what had transpired there yesterday and felt herself becoming moist from the memories.

Though she checked the cot even shaking out the stained blanket her earring didn’t turn up. Kristina actually crawled underneath the cot frame to search but it was an equally fruitless task. Since she had already inquired with the day spa she had also visited yesterday Kristina had now come to a dead end in her search for the missing earring.

She stood up at her wit’s end when the shop door opened and Miguel entered followed by two men. They were similar to him in features and stature but they remained just inside the shop while Miguel limped toward the back where Kristina stood.

“Any luck senora?” he inquired of her. Kristina just shook her head no in reply.

“I have an idea that might work. See those two men over there?” he said gesturing to the duo by the door. “They are day laborers who don’t have any woman at home so they are lonely. Maybe you can be extra nice to them and maybe your earring will turn up afterwards.”

Kristina’s mouth opened in shock from what Miguel suggested. He expected her to service these friends of his as the price for returning her property. She may well have returned with the hopes of again being with Miguel but he had another thing coming if he thought that she was a common trollop.

“How dare you suggest what I’m thinking you are Miguel. I don’t know what kind of woman you think I am…” she got out before he interrupted her.

“After yesterday we both know you are a puta so let us not play games senora. You no doubt returned today with the hope that I would again satisfy you in a way your husband cannot” he said with a smirk. “And once you are a good little puta with these men I will fill you again with my big dick. But if you don’t want to, that is okay too. If your earring does turn up I will contact Mr. Thorson and let him know that I found it.”

“How do you know who my husband is?” Kristina asked, surprise written clearly on her face.

“DMV records are public senora and all one has to do is ask about a license plate number to find out who the car is registered to. Your Lexus is under the name Carl Thorson who I believe is your husband.”

Kristina’s shoulders slumped as she realized that Miguel held all the aces right now. If he called Carl about the earring that would cause too many questions even if he didn’t reveal everything. At the least Carl would rage over her losing such valuable jewelry and if he told him everything? Kristina didn’t wish to even consider that possibility. She knew she was beaten and so did Miguel.

“What is it you want from me?” she asked in a quiet voice. Miguel smiled and his hand cupped her chin and tilted it so her blue eyes looked into his.

“Very good senora, what I want from you is obedience to start. Understand that from now on I am your master and you will do as I tell you. Your first job is a small one and very easy for a puta like you. All those two men want from you is for you to use your pretty mouth to bring them pleasure. Do a good job and maybe next time they will want more but that is it for now. Afterwards we can have a good time. If I was you I would remove your shirt so you don’t get anything on it if you understand me.”

Kristina choked back a sob as she pulled her top over her head. She hadn’t worn a brassiere in anticipation of getting physical with Miguel who now was walking to the two men. He exchanged a high five and some money changed hands with one of them as they passed each other before he exited the shop. Wordlessly she sank to her knees as the men reached her. They were both undoing their fly zippers but the older man assumed a position directly in front of her.

Once he freed his erection he wasted no time in guiding it to her open mouth. She closed her eyes and just tried to concentrate on the act of fellatio not why she was doing it or to whom. She felt his hardness with her tongue which she swirled around the head causing the man to groan loudly. He was of average size at best so she could easily swallow him deep with little difficulty. Kristina bobbed her head up and down his shaft, her lips clinging to the sensitive flesh as it worked along it.

The man was making a series of grunts and groans as she played his skin flute when with no further warning he cried out “Madre de Dios” as he exploded in her warm mouth. His creamy jism filled her mouth but Kristina swallowed it down as fast as he shot it. Within a minute he was finished and putting his satisfied cock back into his trousers.

His partner eagerly pulled Kristina’s head in his direction after which she then took him deep. The second man was both longer and thicker though not enough to give her problems. The biggest difference was that this one was much more aggressive in his actions. He thrust deeply into her mouth almost making Kristina gag and his dirty hand managed to reach down and cruelly pinch her nipple causing her to wince.

His other hand grabbed her ponytail with which he pulled her head forward. Trying to finish him as fast as possible Kristina managed to deep throat the man taking him in her mouth to the root. He pumped a few more times but when her hand fondled his balls he came quickly shooting his load straight down her throat. She glared up at him once he pulled from her mouth but in his post orgasmic bliss he didn’t even notice.

Kristina looked toward the door now and saw that both Miguel and the man she saw him with when she arrived were standing inside talking and looking her way. The two day laborers shuffled toward the exit and exchanged pleasantries with their compatriots as they passed out.

Miguel and his amigo now came her way with their motives written clearly on their faces as well as being revealed in their bulges. When Kristina attempted to rise Miguel laid a heavy hand on her shoulder keeping her in place.

“No don’t move senora as that is your place kneeling before men” he instructed her.

He spoke to his friend who then pushed his trousers to mid thigh before stretching out on the cot. Miguel gestured to Kristina for her to move closer to the cot. She crawled there where the man reached out and guided her mouth to his erection. It was again in the average sized range but it was somewhat curved like a banana. She began to run her tongue the length of it before swallowing the head. As she did Kristina felt her yoga pants and bikini panties yanked down and Miguel’s hand touch her pussy.

His finger slipped into her opening and in spite of herself she felt her wetness grow. Soon a second thick finger worked in next to the first at which point he rapidly thrust them in and out of her juicy canal. After a minute he removed the digits but they were almost immediately replaced by his thick organ. Kristina had to pull her mouth off the other man’s cock as Miguel drove deep inside her at first to prevent from accidentally biting him.

“Good puta, take my cock” Miguel said as he forced his shaft all the way in her viselike cunt. Once he was all the way in he slapped her ass hard with his open hand before he started to pump her good. After Kristina became accustomed to his pounding she resumed her oral attention on the other man. She was getting it from both ends for the first time in her life, and in spite of the reason why, in a purely physical sense she was enjoying it.

While he rode her doggy style Miguel stuck his thick finger in his mouth and wet it. Once it was soaked in saliva he pushed it against her brown, little hole as he continued with his thrusts. She moaned around the cock in her mouth as he forced his way inside. Kristina had been an anal virgin up to the day before when Miguel’s big meat had battered her there and she was still sore. She couldn’t help but whimper as he finger fucked her hard.

Miguel was fucking as hard as he could but her incredibly tight pussy was overwhelming him and he realized he couldn’t last long. Somehow he managed to increase his tempo and within seconds he felt his cum rushing forth. He withdrew from Kristina while at the same time pulling on her flame colored ponytail. She turned just in time for his first shot of cum to collide with the porcelain skin of her jaw.

His hand stroked his shaft rapidly sending rope after white rope onto her pretty face. Miguel laughed as he painted her with the fruits of his labor until no more came. He released her hair and pushed her back to his friend where she resumed sucking. Kristina was cradling the man’s balls as her lips caressed his tube, alternating sucking and kissing up and down the length. She heard the man was talking to Miguel in Spanish and a minute later she felt a sharp smack on her pale posterior. When she looked back at Miguel he had a crooked grin.

“Lift your leg puta” he ordered and once she managed to raise one off the hard floor Miguel yanked the yoga pants down and past her sneaker. They repeated the process with the other leg leaving her in just her sneakers.

“My amigo wants you to ride his cock puta, with your fiery pussy. So get goin’, okay.”

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Kristina quickly complied and if she was partially motivated by the thought of the man’s hardness being buried in her pinkness, well who could blame her? She straddled the man before reaching back and grasping his shaft in her delicate hand. She guided it to the entrance of her wet, little pussy and after rubbing it a few times against her swollen lips she sank down on it. Kristina let out a low moan as the curved shaft worked deep inside her stimulating her internal nerves.

The man’s strong hands pulled her all the way down at which point he thrust up to meet her. Their flesh collided with a soft slapping sound as they built up a rhythm. She rested her hands against the material covering his broad chest as she rode him. Suddenly Miguel’s hand again slapped her ass and he laughed.

“Ride him fast baby like he is a bull.”

Miguel then pushed her torso forward bringing her shapely breasts close to the other man’s mouth. He took advantage by sucking the white flesh while gently biting her pink nipple. That sent a signal to Kristina’s already excited pussy exciting it further. Her eyes were closed tightly as she felt her pleasure increase between his mouth on her breast and his curved cock hitting her g-spot with each movement. She increased her tempo while at the same time squeezing her internal muscles.

The almost instantaneous result was a powerful orgasm centered deep in her core. His cock was soaked by her juices which flooded her canal before seeping out to his thighs. Kristina collapsed onto his chest, momentarily overcome by the intensity of her climax. The man under her continued with his short powerful thrusts extending the life of her orgasm. Just then she felt Miguel’s finger again playing with her tight back hole.

The cot groaned from the added strain placed on it as Miguel climbed on as well. His amigo wrapped his arm around Kristina’s waist holding her immobile as Miguel positioned himself behind her. His finger was replaced by his again swollen cock head as it attempted to gain entrance to her unfilled back door. Realizing was he was attempting filled her with trepidation.

“Miguel are you trying to do what I think…” she started to say before he cut her off with his hand seizing her chin in its iron grip.

“Puta I told you before that I was your master. It is not your place to question me but only to follow my orders and bring me pleasure.”

After saying that he pushed his hips forward impaling her ass with his thick slab. Kristina cried out but Miguel continued working deeper and ignored her cries of pain. Soon he was buried to the hilt in her booty and Kristina was filled like never before in her life.

“Now move it puta and show us a good time” Miguel instructed his submissive senora.

She started to move her hips up and down, swallowing then releasing both their erections as she built up a rhythm. The bottom man played with her sensitive breasts as Miguel’s rough hands squeezed the tender flesh of her thighs. Kristina had never experienced such a sexual overload before in her life. Both her holes were filled and other body parts were stimulated but beyond that by being thoroughly dominated, she was satisfied in her mind.

Two orgasms had already overtaken her when the man underneath her filling her pussy had cried out and stiffened. His cum filled her tunnel which gripped and milked his member. Miguel pulled out leaving her gaping for a moment as he guided her up. His amigo rolled off the cot laughing as he adjusted his pants. Miguel pushed Kristina onto her back on the cot once it was empty and as soon she was arranged to his liking he again slid in her ass.

“Play with yourself puta. I want to watch you touch your pussy while I fuck your ass.”

Her slim white fingers stroked her pinkness as his thickness pounded her little hole. His hands grasped her toned calves as he went balls deep with each thrust now. Kristina’s thumb made little circular motions around her clit while a finger sloshed inside her pink canal. In combination with his relentless anal assault she soon was at the brink again.

“I’m cumming” she cried out, her face reflecting the mixture of pain and pleasure she was feeling at the moment.

As Kristina’s face contorted from her orgasm Miguel increased his tempo until he was joining her. He grabbed her throat but not hard enough to restrict her breathing but only to let her feel it.

“Ah puta your tight ass is making me shoot my cum” he growled as he swelled deep in her.

Kristina felt each spurt as it shot deep in her bowels and Miguel grunted with satisfaction as his balls emptied their load. Once not a drop remained he withdrew his softening prick from her but left his hand on her neck. He managed to bring his cock close to her full, red lips.

“Kiss it” he simply said and Kristina responded by brushing her mouth against the sensitive underside before taking the whole head inside. Her tongue swirled around it making sure it was clean while also driving him mad with her teasing. Her lips released him and then she smiled up at him wantonly.

“Thank you master” she said simply.

His fingers stroked her throat absently as he tried to read her eyes and what she was thinking. Pleasure was reflected in them as well as something deeper that revealed part of her soul. Surprising even himself he leaned down and kissed her sluttish mouth with passion.

“That was nice senora but it is time for me to get back to work” he told her as he fixed himself.

Only after he was finished and heading to the exit did Kristina move.

“Master do you wish more from me or may I get dressed?”

He paused as he thought about it before replying to her.

“Get dressed then come to me with your cell phone.”

Miguel disappeared outside as Kristina dressed in silence. She felt the cum sloshing around in both her well used fuck holes as she pulled her panties up. For some strange reason she grinned like an idiot because of this, not that she could explain why. Kristina walked to the shop exit on legs that wobbled from the severe fucking she had received moments earlier.

Her eyes blinked from the bright sun when she left the gloom of the shop interior to go outside. Miguel was again talking with his friend as she approached. He held his hand out until she placed her phone in it. His fingers punched in some numbers causing the phone on his belt to ring out. He handed her phone back to her after that while also returning her missing earring.

“I will put you on my speed dial now. No matter when I call you will answer right away and if I need you I expect you to drop everything and come. Do you understand my puta?”

“Yes master” she said as she averted her eyes from his.

“Very good. You may go” he told her dismissively. Following that he simply ignored her and resumed his conversation with his amigo.

She walked to her car on shaky legs and climbed inside. Once she arrived home Kristina decided to she needed a hot bath not only to clean the sex from her but also to soothe her aching body. Fifteen minutes later as she soaked her phone went off buzzing. She managed to retrieve it and saw that she had received a message. Once she opened it she almost dropped the phone in the water due to what she saw.

A picture appeared on the screen that was obviously taken earlier in the day. It was of her on her knees as the two men stood there with their cocks in her face. That picture was followed by another even more shocking to her. It showed Miguel and his friend as they double penetrated her and her mouth was open in a moan.

The pictures were followed by a short text message. [My puta just remember I have many such pictures from my security camera. If you don’t want them to fall into the wrong hands – obey. Miguel your master]

Kristina’s finger hovered over the delete button but instead she stopped. Instead her fingers crept between her legs and started to busy themselves there as she stared at the picture. Before long she was biting her lip as she relived her earlier encounter.

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The Working Girl Part One

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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?

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Sex Train

01 Thursday Mar 2018

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This is a piece of fiction based on some sexual fantasies I have had about a coworker. There may be more in the future, we’ll see.

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Sex Train

This is one of those stories that no one will ever believe. And it all starts with a Christmas party for my workplace.

I’ll start at the beginning. My name is Chris, I’m 21 years old, blonde hair, blue eyes and a decent 6 foot figure. I’m no athlete but I keep myself fit. For the past 6 years, I have worked in a DVD rental store. Yeah, they still exist. It’s a small business, and there’s only about 10 people altogether that work here. We’re pretty much a family. I’m the assistant manager now, either because no one else wanted the job or has left years ago. With that, I’m in charge of the rosters. There’s always two people on each shift, and my two shifts a week just happened to have me working with Elly.

She’s just turned 20, and has worked here for about 2 years. She’s, as she likes to put it, “vertically challenged” at 5’2”. She also has blonde hair and blue eyes, coincidentally, and she’s an absolute stunner. I keep insisting to her it’s a coincidence that her availability for shifts lines up with mine, which she believes, but I’m starting not to. My boss doesn’t really like co-workers dating, so I have to control myself, but I lose myself with Elly. She laughs at all my jokes, she’s into comics and games like I am, she’s perfect.

It’s around the middle of December, and we close the store and all of us, except for Elly, head to a Chinese restaurant a few suburbs over. I have to admit I’m disappointed she isn’t here, but then my phone rings. It’s her.

“Hey Elly, what’s up?”

“Hey Chris, I know I’m late but my car broke down so now I’m on a train, I promise I’ll meet you guys there,” she says, almost panicking.

“Calm down Elly, it’s alright, we’ll wait for you before we order.”

“Thanks Chris, you’re the best!”

She hangs up and I sigh. I have to admit it to myself now. I’m in love.

We all get to the restaurant and surprisingly, Elly is already there. By God she looks amazing. Even though it’s a casual event, and she’s in skinny jeans and a nice jacket, her top is quite low, showing off her perfect C-cups. I’m guessing.

We all have a nice dinner, a few drinks and call it a night around 11:30.

“See ya guys!” Elly says, waving goodbye and heading toward the train station.

“You’re not going on a train alone this late at night, are you?” my boss asks.

“I’ll be fine, Greg. It’s only 20 minutes.”

“Nonsense, someone should go with you.”

Nows my chance.

“I’ll go with you. You’re going my way anyway,” I say, trying to be as casual as I can.

“Sure, thanks Chris,” she smiles.

We head off and wait for the train. “You know, you really didn’t need to come with me Chris. But thanks, I’m pretty sure Greg was going to volunteer if no one else did.”

“Yeah Greg is not the best company. He is 60. You wouldn’t have much to talk about,” I joked.

The train arrives and we both get on. Something wasn’t right about this train though. It’s almost midnight and there are too many people on the train. It’s not full or anything, but still a lot. I shrug it off, thinking that maybe there was a concert or something I didn’t know about. We find a seat and sit next to each other.

The train leaves and I keep looking at Elly. Specifically, her tits. The train’s movements are making her tits jiggle up and down, and I’m almost hypnotised.

“Like what you see?” Elly asks, smirking.

“I- I- uh, wasn’t staring or anything,” I lied.

“It’s alright if you were. I was hoping you would make the first move,” she says seductively. She takes off her jacket and lowers her top slightly, just enough for me to see the top of her bra. I look around nervously, trying to avoid her gaze, and notice something.

Everyone else on the train is slowly moving to another person. Biting their lips, squirming in their seats, getting red and flustered. Like somehow everyone on the train is getting horny. That couldn’t be possible, right?

I didn’t know, but I definitely felt my pants tighten. Elly is inching closer and closer to me. She reaches over and puts her hand directly on my cock. It’s completely hard now. “Wow, I wondered how big your dick was, I’m impressed,” she says, her breathing getting heavier.

I can’t hold back anymore. I take off my belt and unzip my jeans, reaching down and slipping my cock out. Elly shudders. She leans down and puts her mouth around my cock, working her way down until all 9 inches are in her mouth. It’s bliss. My eyes roll back and I place my hand on her head, guiding her slightly.

She stops for a second and looks me right in the eyes. It’s an almost animalistic stare. “I need more.”

She stands up and takes off her pants entirely, and I do the same. I look around and everyone else is either already fucking or getting close to it. She rips off her panties and her top, leaving just her bra on. I take off my underwear and she gets on my lap. Her hot pussy so close to my cock. She lifts her hips up and tries to get her pussy in line with my cock, so I help her out. She slowly lowers herself, and the feeling is amazing. She is already really wet, and as she starts moving up and down, I can feel her getting wetter and wetter. Her juices coating my cock with every bounce. I’m in heaven.

She starts getting faster and I pull her closer, reaching behind her and unclamping her bra. She leans back and lets her tits fall. They are bouncing with her every movement. I grab both of them and start massaging them, which only makes her hornier. She speeds up as fast as she can and before long, I feel pressure building up in my balls.

“I’m gonna cum!”

“Me too!”

We both scream out as my balls empty into her hot pussy. Her juices flowing out and coating my cock and balls. She falls into me, exhausted and confused.

“We’ve missed our station,” I say. She just laughs.

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Spitroast

01 Thursday Mar 2018

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No plot or character development, just a short stroker.

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Linda was just eighteen, near the end of her senior year in high school. She had long brown hair, full, larger-than-average, but firm breasts, and a cute round ass. And she knew it. She was a Christian, though, and had taken a vow of chastity in spite of, or perhaps because of, the strong sexual urges she was beginning to feel.

Ben was cute, and Linda thought of him as her boyfriend, but she hadn’t put that in words—at least not with him—she didn’t want to encourage him to make intimate advances. She went out with Ben, but only in social settings or small groups, never alone. Ben was muscular and handsome, and there was sexual electricity between them. Linda felt drawn to him and wasn’t sure she would be able to hold herself back if they were alone and Ben approached her sexually.

Tonight, after dinner, she had a study date with Ben and their mutual friend Phil at Phil’s house. She assumed Phil’s parents would be there, and that Phil’s presence would prevent any intimacy with Ben. In truth, she felt attracted to Phil as well. Ben was dark-haired and well built, while Phil was taller, slender and blonde, but both boys—men now, really—appealed to her physically, and she liked them both well, though her feelings for Ben were stronger.

Phil met her at the door. “Hey, Linda. Ben’s already here. We’re studying in my room. Come on up.”

Susan entered, but hung back by the door. “I should say hi to your folks first.”

Phill grinned. “You’re so sweet. My folks are gone for the weekend. I’ll tell them you said hi, though.” He headed up the stairs then and, after a moment, Linda followed.

Ben was seated on an easy chair in front of Phil’s computer. He looked up and smiled as Linda entered, and she felt a familiar stirring inside, but fought to push it down. They were here to help each other with an assignment, to write an essay, each describing the film that had moved them the most, and why. As usual, none of them had started their essays yet.

“I haven’t even picked a movie,” Linda confessed.

“Watch this one with me,” Ben suggested, patting the top of the ottoman next to his chair and clicking a file on Phil’s computer. “I find it moves me. Really strongly.”

“Me too,” said Phil.“ Ben and I were just watching it, and I found it incredibly… stirring.”

“Okay,” Linda acquiesced, “I’m curious what you guys both find so moving.” She perched on the ottoman by Ben’s legs, and Phil sat on the floor next to her, leaning casually on her for balance. It felt cozy. In fact, it felt… intimate.

Phil’s monitor was a wide, high-definition flat screen that was good for movies. The sound was piped through his stereo, and the opening music was rich and warm, a slow, funky kind of jazz that Linda had never heard before. It made her feel languid. It was almost sensual.

“It start’s a little cheesy,” Ben warned, “but trust me, it builds.”

Linda sat patiently through the opening scene of a woman supervising two workmen who were fixing something under her sink. As the scene progressed, the camera lingered on the strong sweating bodies of the workmen in a way Linda found disturbing, but arousing. The woman in the film seemed uncomfortable as well, and began to adjust her clothing to loosen it.

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There was a bit of awkward dialogue then, as the woman discovered she was out of cash and the men insisted they needed compensation for their labor. The music swelled as the woman put her arm on one man’s bicep and squeezed it, while the second man put his hand on the woman’s leg, stroking it. Linda found herself getting excited, and felt Ben’s arm brush against her hand while Phil leaned against her leg.

Linda’s heart was beating faster as the two men and the woman on the screen began to slowly undress each other. Their bodies were beautiful. The woman’s legs and breasts were stunning, and the men were sleek and muscular. Linda gaped as the woman popped her tits free and gasped as she sprung the first workman’s cock from his pants. Linda had never seen an erect male member before. It was mesmerizing. And so large!

Ben and Phil were caressing Linda’s legs and face now, and she was feeling a warm flush over her whole body. She was about to remind the boys of her chastity vow when the woman on the screen unexpectedly cried out that she was a virgin and was saving herself for her fiancee. The men in the film murmured understandingly and promised that they would keep her hymen intact if she would please them, and let them please her, in other ways.

Ben’s hand was sliding inside Linda’s blouse, and cupping her breast, while Phil’s hand was gliding up her leg towards her inner thigh. She felt incredibly turned on. “You two have watched this before?” she asked.

“We have. More than once.,” Ben replied.

“And it made us both think of you,” agreed Phil. “How much we’re attracted to you and want to touch you.”

“And how much we respect you and your vow of chastity,” Ben whispered in her other ear, brushing his fingers over nipple, sending a jolt through her and making it suddenly hard.

“How we want to please you and excite you, to fulfill your longings, without taking your virginity,” continued Phil, stroking her inner thigh and making her quiver in excitement.

“You can really to that?” gasped Linda. “You won’t f-fuck me?”

“Your hymen is sacred to us,” Ben affirmed.

“We won’t touch it,” Phill assured her. “Watch, and learn.”

Linda let her friends undress her as she stared at the erotic encounter unfolding on the screen. “We’ll just do as they do,” suggested Ben.

“Just as they do,” agreed Phil.

“Alright,” Linda agreed. “I want to. I really do. With, with both of you. But…”

“Chastity,” Ben said understandingly, drawing her into a warm, lingering, and increasingly passionate kiss.

“Virginity preserved,” promised Phil, caressing Linda’s round ass with both hands now.

Linda gazed at the screen, where the woman was lying on her back and being eaten out by one of the men. Ben drew Linda’s head back and down onto his lap while Phil raised and parted her thighs and leaned in to put his mouth to her pussy lips. She gasped as she felt the warmth of his breath on her womanhood, then gasped again as his tongue found her clitoris.

Linda had never felt such intense pleasure. She quivered and squirmed while Phil’s mouth worked its magic on her, sucking on her and lapping quickly over her hot nub. Her excitement built quickly as his tongue licked her clit up and down, then side to side, faster and faster. She clenched suddenly and almost blacked out when she felt her first orgasm. It was like a warm explosion that radiated out from her clit, entirely through her. It was exquisite. She didn’t want it to end. She squeezed her thighs around Phil’s face. “Oh, god, oh, god, don’t stop. Don’t stop!” she screamed.

Phil didn’t stop. He kept licking and sucking at her cunt until she came again, in a shuddering paroxysm of carnal joy. Linda relaxed completely then, and let Phil and Ben turn her over. Her vagina was dripping, but as they had promised, neither of the her friends touched it. She felt loose all over. Phil’s tongue began to explore her asshole, delightfully, while Ben pulled his pants and underwear down and Linda’s face was suddenly confronted with the firm warmth of Ben’s hard on.

The feel of Phil’s tongue probing her asshole made Linda squirm. It felt so nasty. But so good. Ben’s erect cock was pressing against her cheek. It was hard and hot, but the skin was soft and smooth. Linda was at a loss what to do with it.

“Watch,” Ben whispered. His warm breath in her ear was titillating, and Phil was massaging her ass, rotating the cheeks and stimulating her pussy. But Phil’s tongue was focused on her asshole, and it was becoming an erotic center in itself. She badly wanted to feel something inside her, and if her vagina was to remain inviolate… she flushed, embarrassed by her sudden desire to feel Phil in her ass.

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She gazed up at the screen, and saw the woman expertly suck and fondle one workman’s cock, while the other workman buried his face in her ass. Phil was doing to Linda what the man in the film was doing to the woman. Gallantly, Linda took hold of Ben’s firm member and awkwardly tried to take it into her mouth.

Ben groaned at the feel of Linda’s warm mouth slowly engulfing the head of his cock. He took her head in his hands to caress her, and to feel this beautiful woman’s head begin to bob up and down on his dick. Linda watched as the woman on the screen licked her man’s cock from base to tip, then swirled her tongue around and around the head. Linda extended her own tongue and tasted Ben’s cock, licking the length of it, tasting its textures. She tried twirling her tongue around the edge of Ben’s cock head. Linda could tell she wasn’t moving her tongue quite like the woman in the porn movie, but Ben’s gasp of pleasure gave her a thrill. She wasn’t able to quite do everything the woman on the screen was doing, but she was giving pleasure to a flesh and blood cock, and it was exciting. His manhood felt so hot and hard in her mouth.

The woman on the screen began to work her man’s cock with her hand, stroking the shaft up from the balls and twisting her hand around the base of the head, then back down, rhythmically, while alternately licking and sucking the swollen tip. Linda moved forward, until she was bent over the ottoman. With it to support her, she could use her hands to stroke Ben’s cock, which she eagerly began to do. Ben leaned back in the easy chair and enjoyed the sensation of Lindas’s hand sliding up and down on his cock, while her hot little mouth sucked and nibbled on the tip of his hard hot dick.

Bending over the ottoman also raised Linda’s firm ass and exposed it to Phil’s greedy attentions. Linda began to suck Ben’s cock in earnest, filling her mouth and giving in to the pure pleasure of sucking. Phil’s saliva-slippery finger inserted itself into her asshole and she squirmed with erotic pleasure. She began rocking back and forth, alternately filling her mouth with Ben’s cock and her ass with Phil’s finger.

It was good, so good, but she wanted more. She eagerly pushed her mouth down Ben’s shaft, wanting to fill herself with his cock, to swallow it, to feel it slide right down her throat. And now she felt the pressure of Phil’s cock head, slippery with some kind of lube, pressing against her virginal asshole. She raised her ass eagerly, wanting to feel Phil’s big cock head spread her asshole wide, wanting to feel his length pushing inside of her.

“Oh, my G-o-d!” Linda moaned as Phil’s cock began to penetrate her. She felt so full! So impossibly full! And Phil’s cock kept coming in and in, filling her more and more. It was so thick! So thick and so hard! And so good… At last she had his cock fully inside her. It was overwhelming. It was fulfilling. But she needed more.

“F-fuck me, Phil. Oh, god, fuck me in the ass! Please! Now. Fuck my ass! Yes! More!”

Phil couldn’t believe what he was hearing from Linda! Her ass cheeks were so round and firm. Pressing his dick between them was like tittie fucking two huge, firm breasts, but the little brown hole at the center was a tight circle of grasping flesh, and her ass was so hot inside. Phil began to lose control, wanting to fuck her beautiful ass deeper and faster, to feel his cock head pop out of that tight hole, slide back between those slippery buttocks, to push back into the wonderful friction between them, and jam inside her again, through that tight hole and up her hot ass. He was thrusting his full length into Linda’s ass, up to his hilt in her, again and again, He was fucking Linda’s ass! Nothing had ever felt better. And Linda was bucking, thrusting her ass back to meet him, trying to bury his cock in her ass, lusting to be full with his swollen manhood.

Linda was overwhelmed by the sensations in her ass, and lost her focus on Ben’s cock, even though she loved feeling its sensitive tip in her mouth. She was jerking incoherently at its base with her hand while her head bobbed up and down spasmodically on the head. Ben took control, wrapping his hands in her long hair, firmly grasping her head, and pulling her face up and down onto his thick cock, forcing the satin softness of his cock head and the length of his firm shaft deep into her mouth and throat. Linda felt violated, used, like Ben was masturbating with her mouth, fucking her face. She felt slutty, dirty, even as she begged and moaned for Phil to fuck her deeper, fill her ass more completely.

She wanted this, Linda suddenly realized. She had seen this coming from the start of the porno movie. She wanted to be fucked in two holes at once, to be used, to be a slut. She eagerly thrust her head down on the shaft of Ben’s swelling dick, rocked her ass back deeper onto the shaft of Phil’s throbbing rod. Then Phil’s arm wrapped around her waist, his hand pressed into her folds, and his finger found her clit. Linda felt like she was on fire.

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The music from the stereo swelled, accompanied by groans of pleasure. Linda glanced up to see cum spurting from a huge cock and splashing the woman’s face while another cock shot a massive load of cum up the woman’s ass crack and onto the small of her back.

Phils finger rubbed her clit in time to the piston of his cock plunging into her ass. The sway of her body—back, impaling herself on his rigid member—and forward, pressing her head down onto Ben’s hot cock, thrusting itself into her mouth, filling her throat, slippery with his oozing precum, Phil’s fingers vibrating feverishly on her clit…

It was all too much.

“Fck mm!” she screamed around a mouthful of cock. “Fck mmm! Mmph! Mmph! ‘m CMMng, ‘M CMMMNG!”

Phil thrust into her to the hilt. She felt his thick rod pulsing in her ass, felt the warm flood of his sperm deep in her bowels. She spasmed with her own orgasm, with Phil’s finger unrelenting on her clit, making her cum and cum while his seed spilled in her ass. Phil felt the cum surging out of him, through his swollen dick, shooting deep up Linda’s ass, while her asshole spasmed around the base of his shaft again and again. “Oh, god, I cummining!” Phil groaned, “I’m cumming in your ass! I’m shooting my cum up your ass!”

Ben’s hands tightened around Linda’s head and she pumped on the shaft of his cock with her hand as it swelled in her mouth, quivered, and began to shoot pulse after pulse of hot, salty semen into her mouth. Even as she came, she sucked greedily. Ben screamed, “Linda, I’m cumming! Oh, god! I’m cumming in your fucking mouth!” Ben felt Linda’s hot mouth sucking the cum right out of his testicles, through the length of his cock, using his dick like a straw to drink his cum.

Linda drew back her head, with the tip of his cock bobbing in front of her mouth, and looked into his eyes, drops of his cum seeping from her warm lips. It was so shocking, so exciting, that he involuntarily shot another spurt of cum onto her face. She took his dick back into her mouth and sucked contentedly, his cum warm and wet on her pretty face.

A warm haze seemed to fill the room as they all shared the pleasure of their mutual orgasms.

The music faded and the screen went blank. Phil’s still firm cock slid out of Linda’s asshole, followed by a trickle of warm cum. His finger slipped away from her still throbbing clitoris. Ben’s cock plopped out of her mouth and he gently wiped a dribble of cum from the corner of her lips.

Linda turned over, sat up, and grinned. “Very well played, boys,” she said. “And yes, I am still, technically at least, a virgin.” Ben and Phil flushed and they both looked a little abashed.

“Phil,” she ordered airily, “go downstairs and make us a bowl of popcorn. With butter.”

“And afterwards,” she said, “as soon as you two are ‘ready,’ I want Phil in the chair and Ben behind me.”

The two boys gazed at her, startled. She bent in and gave Ben a shocking, cum-filled kiss.

“Then we’ll watch that movie again,” she said eagerly.

“This time, I want to get it right.”

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01 Thursday Mar 2018

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The last time Dave had seen Kerry she was a sixteen-year-old neighbor. Three years later, she was nineteen, and needed his help.

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Unexpected Visitor

Chapter 1

It was after ten o’clock on a gloomy January night. There was a cold rain falling, and it was being driven by a stiff wind. It was a good night to stay in. I was sitting in front of my computer about to finish my data entry assignments for the night. I thought I would read a porn story or two after that.

The only light I had on in the house was the one on my desk. Suddenly, I was startled by a knock on my door. Being naturally suspicious of such unexpected visitors at night, I grabbed my 40 cal. Ruger and opened the door just a crack.

A voice I recognized asked to be let in. “Please Dave, can I come in. It’s Kerry and I need help.”

I immediately recognized the voice of the girl who was at my door. I opened the door wider and replied, “Of course, Kerry. Please come in out of this cold rain.”

Kerry Shick had grown up a few doors down from my home. For as long as I had known her, Kerry had been a cute but very short and slender girl. She only stood about five foot two or three and didn’t weigh more than 95 pounds. At times, as she grew older, I almost felt sorry for her due to her lack of breasts. When she turned sixteen she only had the lemon sized boobs of the typical twelve or thirteen year old.

She had always been friendly toward me and most of the other neighbors. I’ve missed out little chats we’d have at my fence or on my porch since she and her family had moved away. I had told her numerous times, “If you ever need help or anything else, you come see me.” Even though I was nearly twice her age, I felt a bit of tenderness for her and a little protective of her. Shortly after Kerry had celebrated her sixteenth birthday, she and her family moved across town and I lost contact with them. It had been several years since I had last seen Kerry. She was now nineteen, and I am almost thirty-five.

As Kerry stepped in I could see how cold and wet she was. She was wearing a short black dress that barely came half way down her thighs. It was low cut but still covered her small boobs. Even though her dress was soaked from the rain, it appeared to be a sexy party dress. Kerry, the poor thing, in addition to being soaked to the bone she was shivering from the cold.

As she shivered her teeth seemed to clattered. She said, “Thank you for letting me in, Dave. I didn’t know where else to go. My husband hit me in the chest with his fist while we rode down the street. He also threatened to beat the shit out of me when we got home. He has done that several times before. I wore this dress tonight to please him. In front of his family as we were leaving, he said I looked like a whore. Then he hit me in the chest as soon as we got in the car. So, rather than letting him beat me again when we got home, I ran. When he stopped for a traffic light, I grabbed my purse and jumped out the car. I ran as fast as I could. I’ve been walking in the rain for almost two hours.”

“Well, come on in and get yourself warmed up. You’ll be safe here. I’ll put on the water for some tea.”

I took her arm and led her into my living room. I then made a suggestion to her. “Why don’t you go get in the shower and run the water as hot as you can stand it. That will help warm you up. Then you can use my robe when you get out. It’s a big fluffy thing and will help keep you nice and warm. In the mean time, if you’ll toss your wet clothes out of the bathroom door before you get in the shower, I’ll run them through the washer and dryer.”

“Thank you so much, Dave. The shower and tea sound wonderful. You were always so nice to me when I was young, and you still are.” She kissed my cheek, grabbed her purse, and headed for my bathroom. I guess she remembered my home’s layout from when she visited in the past.

When I heard the shower running, I retrieved her wet clothes from the floor outside the bathroom door. I threw them into the washing machine. Call me a perv if you like, but I checked her bra. It was a small black lacy thing, and its size indicated she still had very small breasts. Her panties were also small, black, and lacy. I took a quick sniff. She smelled delightful. I got a hard-on just thinking of her walking around in intimate things like these.

I then began heating the water for tea. About the time the teapot began whistling, the water in the shower shut off. A few minutes later Kerry arrived in my living room clad only in my fluffy blue robe and a towel wrapped around her head. She was a well covered little doll in my robe. She was as cute as she had been when she was a teenager living a few doors down.

“How would you like your tea, Kerry?” I asked as I indicated she should take a seat on my couch and find something she wanted to watch on TV.

“One sugar please. And Dave, thank you again for helping me tonight. I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t let me in.” She then threw her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek. I hugged her small body to mine and returned the kiss to her cheek. Kerry smelled delicious. She must have had perfume in her purse. I knew I didn’t have anything that smelled that nice in my bathroom.

Kerry then sat on my couch with her legs curled under her. She smiled up at me.

I told her, “I’ll get our tea now. I’ll be right back.” A few minutes later I returned and handed Kerry a large cup of hot tea.

As we sipped our tea, we talked about how pleasant her life had been when she lived nearby. Then our conversation turned darker. She told me she had gotten married shortly after she had turned seventeen. Her husband soon began to beat her for even the smallest mistakes. At first it was just slaps. Then he got meaner. He would use his fists on her stomach and a belt on her butt and legs. She told of the time she had been cooking him a big breakfast and had forgotten the toast. It came out too dark. It wasn’t burned but was too dark for his taste. Kerry had tears in her eyes when she said, “The bastard jumped up from the table and slapped me several times while calling me a stupid cunt. In the mean time, while he was slapping me and yelling over the toast and telling me how stupid I was, his eggs burned. He then jerked my pants down, pulled me over his knee like I was a kid, and beat my ass until I could not sit down for the rest of the day. He then called me a stupid cunt again and other vile names before he stormed out of the house. I was relieved when he didn’t come back for three days.”

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“He wants kids. He even slaps me around whenever the subject comes up. He blames me for not having gotten knocked-up by now. He’s right about that. I have secretly been taking birth control pills to prevent getting pregnant. I just can’t bear the thought of binding myself for life to that bastard by having his kids.”

“Have you told you family about how he treats you?”

“Yes! They don’t care. They never liked him and tried to stop me from marrying him in the first place. I’m sure you remember how stubborn I was. So I married him any way. I thought we loved each other. Now, even my mother said the way he treats me is my own fault. She says I shouldn’t have married him in the first place. Everyone knew he was an asshole before we married and I deserved whatever I got from him. They said they didn’t want anything to do with him, or me. No one wants me.”

Kerry then burst into tears. I wrapped her in my arms and held her while she sobbed. I whispered into her ear. “That’s not true, Kerry.” I then gently placed a kiss on her forehead. I cuddled her close to me and stroked her hair.

When her tears had mostly dried up, we continued chatting about where life had taken us. I explained that over the years since we had last seen each other, my life had remained much the same. I was still a single, middle aged man, with no family and few outside interests. I earn my living doing data entry and other computer work from my home computer.

By the time we were talked out, it was almost one in the morning. Kerry was still cuddled against me and didn’t show any sign of wanting to move. I kissed her forehead again and said, “Kerry, why don’t we go to bed? You can have my spare room. We can continue talking in the morning if you like. I’ll loan you one of my long T-shirts to sleep in.”

She nodded and I then escorted her down the hall to my spare bedroom. “I’ll put your clothes in the dryer then go to bed myself. Good night, Kerry.”

She hugged me and softly kissed my lips. “If you don’t mind, I’ll sleep in your robe. It smells like you, and I like that. Good night, Dave. Thank you again for being so nice to me.”

The light in her room was out when I returned from the laundry room. I stripped down to my boxers and quietly got in bed. I was about to turn off the lamp on my nightstand when there was a light knock on my door.

“Come in, Kerry.”

My door slowly opened and Kerry stepped in. “Dave, I’m sorry if I’m disturbing you. I hate to be so forward, but may I sleep with you tonight? I don’t want to be alone. I think I need to be held by you a little longer. I felt so safe in your arms. I know it’s late, but could me talk a little more.”

“Never let it be said that I ever turned down such a request from a beautiful young lady.” I flipped the covers back and told her, “Hop in Kerry.”

Kerry slowly walked to the side of my bed. For the first time tonight, she smiled, if only briefly. I remembered that smile from her youth. Then she surprised me. She walked over to my dresser and took my robe off. She carefully laid it over the dresser. Her naked back was so thin. Her butt was one of the tightest and cutest I have ever seen. Too bad it was marred by being covered with bruises and welts apparently made by a belt.

She then turned to face me. Her round face with its blue eyes and turned up nose was surrounded by her short dirty blonde hair. She had the beginnings of a smile on her lips. Her breasts were indeed quite small. It was then that I noticed the ugly bruise on her chest between her breasts. That asshole must have hit her chest very hard. Her tummy was smooth and flat. Her pubic fur was trimmed rather short and was a slightly darker shade of blonde than the hair on her head. Her legs appeared almost too skinny to support her body.

As she climbed into my bed I told her, “Kerry, you are a beautiful and sweet young lady. I can’t understand why anyone would want to hurt you like that. You will be safe here.”

I laid my arm out for her to lay her head on. As she settle in, I pulled her close and kissed her cheek.

She turned her head and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips. We cuddled, hugged, and kissed for a while. Then, barely above a whisper, she asked, “Dave will you make love to me. I feel I need someone like you to be with me tonight. My husband has used all of me and not always gently. He wasn’t even gentle when he took my cherry on our wedding night. I’ll do whatever you want me to do. You can have my pussy, You can have me suck you off, or you can even stick it in my ass. You have been so nice to me that I’ll do whatever you want. You can do my tits even if I don’t have enough tit to surround your cock. You will be only the second man I have ever been with, and I want to give you anything you want.”

I rolled over toward her and said, “Kerry, you’ve been beaten, degraded, and spent a long time walking in the cold rain tonight. Why don’t you let me just hold and cuddle with you tonight?”

“Dave, you can do whatever you want, but I’d really like for you to make love to me.”

“Alright Kerry, if you are sure. I have wanted you for as long as I’ve known you. You were so alluring as a teen. You do know I am nearly twice your age don’t you?”

Kerry giggled. “Dave, I am still a teen. I’m nineteen. I don’t care how old you are. Please, let me enjoy you and you can enjoy me.”

I smiled broadly at my teen guest and partially rolled on top of her small body. I gave her a passionate kiss which she eagerly returned. She wrapped her arms around my neck and opened her mouth so our tongues could fight a mock duel. I began squeezing her small tits. I was very careful not to touch her bruise. I lightly pinching and rolling her nipples. Surprisingly, her nipples grew to be quite long and very hard. She was soon panting and writhing beneath me.

“Please Dave, will you take me now?”

I climbed fully on top of Kerry’s petite form. My six foot body fully covered her. She spread her legs wide, reached down, and squeezed my hard cock. She then guided it to the opening of her pussy. When she had my cock’s head positioned at her pussy’s entrance she pushed her pelvis up to help me enter her. Kerry wrapped her arms around me and breathlessly begged. “Please Dave, give it to me. Damn it, Dave, fuck me now!”

“No Kerry! I am not going to fuck you. You do not deserve to just be fucked. I will, as you asked earlier, make love to you.” Slowly and gently, I pushed my seven inches of thick cock into Kerry’s tight pussy.

Kerry gasped and groaned as I entered her. When my cock’s head bottomed out against her cervix we both groaned in pleasure.

“Oh Dave, you’re so much bigger than that asshole I’m married to. You’re deeper than he could ever get, and you’re so thick that my pussy feels full.”

I kissed her deeply and began stroking in and out of her tight pussy. I sped up my thrusts until I was giving her all I had. “Oh Kerry, you have a great pussy. It is so tight and hot.”

“I feel almost like a virgin without the pain. You have filled my pussy more than it has ever been. Kerry began returning each of my thrust into her depths.

“Umph, umph, umph!” Kerry grunted each time I shoved my cock deep into her pussy. I bumped into her cervix with each thrust. She was holding me tight and wrapped her legs around mine. “Oh God Dave, you’re getting some pussy that has never been used before. You fill me up. Give me all you’ve got. Give me all of your seed. I need to feel you pumping your cum deep in my body.” She cried out just as my cum erupted into her depths and bathed her cervix in my white cream. “YES! FUCK ME DAVE! FILL MY CUNT WITH YOU CUM! OH GOD YES!

Kerry then collapsed beneath me. Her breath was ragged but she refused to loosen the grip of her arms around my neck or of her legs entwined around my legs. As her breath returned to normal, she began to cry again. “Oh Dave, I have never been so well fucked. You got into some pussy never before used. I hope this won’t be the last time we make love. I want more of you, a lot more of you.”

“Kerry, you can stay with me as long as you like and get as much loving as you can stand. I know this has happened very quickly, but I’ve longed for you a long time. What would you say if I asked you to divorce that asshole you’re married to and move in with me?”

“Hum, I’ll need to think about that for a while.” In the time it took her to take a breath, a matter of seconds, she answered. “Okay! Yes, I’ll move in with you. That is as long as you promise to fill all my holes with that beautiful cock of yours on a regular basis.”

I hugged her tightly and said, “That’s a promise. We’ll take my truck to get your stuff tomorrow while your husband is at work. Let the asshole wonder where you went until he’s served with divorce papers. By the way, if you will let me, I would like to take some pictures of your bruised body. They may come in handy if he wants to fight you in court. Does he or his family have money?”

“No, they don’t have anything that has a lot of value.”

“Good! He or they won’t stand a chance because I do. I will hire you the best lawyer and investigator in the area and see that he goes to jail for what he has done to you.”

Kerry giggled. “Are you sure you don’t just want some pictures of my nude body to perv over?”

“Well, that too, but they will make some great evidence for your court hearing. Now, let’s get some sleep. We will have a busy day tomorrow.” We shared a long and tender kiss before she rolled onto her side and scooted her butt back against me. We soon fell asleep spooned together while I held her right tit.

Unexpected Visitor

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Chapter 2

I awoke the next morning to find my cock deep in Kerry’s mouth. Her tongue was busily swabbing all around my morning wood while she sucked hard. I stroked her hair and moaned with pleasure. It had been years since I had been given a blowjob. Kerry was an expert at sucking cock.

“I’m almost there, Kerry.” I warned her.

“Um hum.” She acknowledged my warning.

Just as I began to erupt in her mouth, Kerry pushed down hard and drove my cock deep into her throat. She swallowed and took my cum down her gullet and to her belly. When I finished cuming she pulled up and licked my cock clean. She then turned and lay beside me with a wide grin on her face. “That’s two.”

“Two? Two what, Baby?” I stupidly asked.

“That’s two of my holes you’ve filled. I still want to give you my ass when you want it.”

“But Kerry, you…” I started to speak.

She interrupted me. “Dave, am I your girlfriend now?”

I nodded in acknowledgment of her new status. “Yes Baby, you are my girlfriend.”

“Then if I am going to live her and be your girlfriend, I expect you to take care of me and I will take care of you. Please let me give all of myself to you. You’ve had my pussy and now my mouth. All I have left to give you is my ass. Please don’t be afraid of hurting me. I am sure my ass can take you big cock, and I will enjoy the feeling of having my ass filled the way you filled my pussy last night.”

But Kerry, to me you are so much more than just a fuck toy.”

“I know! I thank you for that. That is why I want to give all of myself to you. My husband never asked for anything. He just took what he wanted. Oh by the way, I can cook and do a pretty good job of house keeping too.” She giggled. “Now, let’s get up, shower, and get some breakfast. I’m starving.”

Before she could get out of bed, I grabbed her and pulled her on top of me. I gave her one of the most passionate kisses I’ve ever given anyone. I then playfully swatted her butt before I let her get up.

She giggled. It was so pleasant to hear her youthful giggle again. It reminded me of the times she had come around while she was growing up. She then hustled out of my bedroom and into the bathroom. I loved the sight of her little naked butt as it wiggled away.

It’s a good thing I had installed an oversized shower/tub several years ago. We needed the extra room as we showered together. We washed each other from head to toe. We paid special attention to her tender bits and injured skin. While tenderly washing her chest, I said. “Kerry, your breasts aren’t that small. They are perfect for your body. These peaches will be a wonderful pleasure for me to play with.”

As I squeezed her tits and pulled her back firmly to my chest, she moaned. “Thanks Dave. I always thought they were too small to interest a man. Except for hurting them, my husband never touched my tits. He said they weren’t worth bothering with.”

“He’s an idiot and an asshole. Why don’t we refer to him from now on simply as Asshole”

Kerry giggled again and agreed. “Now, let’s get out of here and have some breakfast. I want to go get my stuff as soon as we can. I don’t have much, but I’ll feel so much better when it’s all over here.” She turned and looked up at me. “Dave, I think I am going to like living with you. I already feel at home here.” She then reached up, put her arms around my neck, and gave me a long passionate kiss.

After we were dried off, and before she got dressed in her freshly laundered clothes, I took several pictures of Kerry’s bruised chest and the welts on her ass and lower back. I then noticed a few fading bruises on her legs and took pictures of them as well. “These will be good evidence of how that asshole treated you. Get dressed and let’s eat.”

Breakfast was delicious and Kerry didn’t burn my toast or eggs. When I teased her about it, she smiled and said, “I can cook very well when I’m not being yelled at or in fear of getting a beating for something stupid. Can we go get my stuff as soon as I do the dishes?”

“Kerry, just rinse them off and put them in the dishwasher. Let the machine do the work for you. Then we can go get your stuff. Would you like to stop at my lawyer’s office on the way home?”

“Yes, I think I would. I can’t wait until that asshole is in front of a judge.”

Within the hour, Kerry and I had loaded my pickup with all of her personal things from her old home. We were about ready to leave when, suddenly, Kerry turned and ran back to the bathroom. There she dug under a big pile of towels and pulled out her birth control pills. Smiling broadly, she popped one into her mouth and said, “I sure can’t forget these. I know you don’t want to knock me up right away.”

I grinned at her. “No, not right away. If you’re ready to go, lead the way. I love watching your butt wiggle as you walk?”

Kerry giggled and said, “I think you are a bit of a perv. That’s okay though, I love it when you perv on me.” She then trotted out to my pickup.

We stopped along the way to my lawyer’s office at a fast photo place. We dropped off the film I had used earlier that morning and requested same day service.

We then went to my lawyers office. I told the receptionist, “Ms. Shick needs a lawyer. She has no assets but I will pay her bills.”

The receptionist asked, “What is the nature of her business? Why does she need a lawyer?”

“Divorce and domestic assault. Her husband beats her.”

“Very well. If you will please have a seat, Mr. Martin will be with you shortly.” She then pushed a button on her phone and said, “Dave Kimmet and a Ms. Shick to see you, sir.”

A few minutes later, the receptionist led us into Mr. Martin’s office. He stood and stuck out his hand. “Hey Dave, how’s it been going for you? Have a seat. What can I do for you and Ms. Shick today?”

Kerry seemed to get very nervous and froze up. She stammered several times before she asked, “Dave will you please tell him what I want? Don’t leave anything out.”

“Okay Kerry. Relax. Jim Martin is a friend of mine and a real nice guy. I know he can and will help you.”

I then told Jim Martin all I knew of Kerry’s condition when she arrived at my place the night before and her marriage to an abusive man. I told him of her bruises and welts. He perked up when I told him we had taken pictures of her injuries and would be providing a copy of the pictures to his office that afternoon.

Mr. Martin looked at Kerry seriously and asked, “Ms. Shick, may I see your injuries? I promise to treat you with respect. If I don’t Dave here just might beat the crap out of me.”

Kerry lowered her eyes and slowly unbuttoned her top just enough to show the bruise between her breasts. It was even uglier than it had been last night and earlier today.

“Are there any more?” Jim asked.

Kerry nodded and re-buttoned her top before loosening and lowering her pants so Jim could see the welts on her rear end.

“That’s enough Ms. Shick. You say there are more on her legs, Dave? You have pictures of all of this.”

“Yes, but those on her legs are fading.” I replied.

Okay, Ms. Shick you have an attorney Would it be alright with you if I called the Sheriff’s Office. They will send a female deputy to look at your injuries. They may very well get an arrest warrant for your husband. By the way, what’s his name?”

“Calvin James, sir.” Kerry answered.

“I think I know that name for some reason. What else can I do for you, Ms. Shick?”

In a strong voice, Kerry said, “I want a divorce!”

“I think we can all be assured a divorce will be fairly simple and quick, especially if Mr. James is in jail for assaulting you. Now if you would like to wait I can have the initial paperwork prepared, or you can sign them when you deliver you pictures.”

“This afternoon will be fine, sir.” Kerry seemed to have relaxed a bit and found her voice.

Jim Martin then called the Sheriff’s Office. When he got off the phone he asked, “Dave, would you mind taking Ms. Shick to the Sheriff’s Office? They want to take some pictures of their own and have a detective speak with her.”

I replied, “Of course, Jim. We’ll go over there right away.”

I waited in the lobby while Kerry spent a couple of hours talking with a female deputy Sheriff. When she came out, she was visibly upset.

“What is it, Kerry? They didn’t hurt you did they?”

“No Dave, It was just one female officer. She went over practically my whole life. She took more pictures of me completely naked. She examined every inch of me. I was so humiliated. At least there were no men in there. I am so glad that is over. When it was almost over, the detective smiled and told me Asshole would soon be in the county jail for CDV (Criminal Domestic Violence) for what he did to me. Can we go now?”

Yes Baby, we can go. Let’s go pick up our pictures for Jim. Then we’ll grab a bite to eat and head home.”

After we picked up our pictures, Jim had us escorted immediately into his office. He looked at the pictures for several minutes then said, “I will enjoy destroying that asshole. Please sign the papers at the front desk and I will get things started right away. It should take no more than six months to finalize you divorce unless he puts up a good fight. Even then it shouldn’t take more than a year. You two stay out of trouble until then, and Kerry, don’t get pregnant. That would create real problems for your divorce.”

Kerry smiled at Jim, dug into her purse, and showed him her birth control pills.

“Dave, you two are now together aren’t you?” Jim asked.

“Yes Jim, we are. She will be staying in my spare room until this is all over.”

Sarcastically, Jim commented, “Yeah, sure she will. As cute as she is I’ll just bet she stays in your spare room. I’m sure you two will be very good for each other. But, like I said, “Don’t get pregnant.”

By that time, it was beginning to get late in the day. Kerry and I stopped for dinner at a nice steak house for dinner. I ordered steaks for both of us.

“Oh thank you Dave for taking me to such a wonderful place to eat. I’ve never eaten in such a nice place. The best Asshole would do is stop at McDonald’s for a burger. And thank you for all you’ve done for me today.”

“Honey, you are more than welcome. I can’t have it said that I don’t treat my girlfriend right. Just enjoy your steak. Consider this to be our first date.

There will be a lot more surprises to come. You be sure to read the newspaper reports looking for info regarding Asshole.

After a very enjoyable dinner, Kerry and I headed home. We still had to unload her stuff from my truck. Within an hour, Kerry had her stuff all put away in her own room. All she had were some clothes, a few cosmetics, and a very few pieces of costume jewelry She refused to let me help.

So, while she put her stuff away, I grabbed a quick shower and shaved. I wanted to be presentable for my new girlfriend. I then caught up on a little of my computer work. After a while I heard the shower running.

Kerry took quite a while in the shower. When she came out I was stunned. My baby doll was wearing a pale green baby doll nightie. It covered her but did very little to hide her best parts. Her tits with their long hard nipples were very visible through her top and the thin robe that matched it. The matching panties also failed to hide her freshly shaved pussy. On top of all that, she smelled delicious. I think she had dabbed on a bit of my favorite perfume, Obsession.

I turned to look at her. “Wow! Kerry, you look and smell good enough to eat.”

She giggled and said, “Oh Dave, I sure hope so. This is all for you. I have never worn this baby doll before. I shaved in hopes that you would like me this way.”

“Kerry honey, I like you any way you want to be. But, I especially like that form of attire and bald is just the way I like your pussy. If you want to, I’d enjoy it if you’d keep it bald.”

“I will Dave. I’ll keep my pussy as bald as a baby’s butt just for you. Would you like to go to bed now?”

“As soon as I shut my computer down. I’ll be there in just a couple of minutes.”

As I entered my bedroom, Kerry sat demurely in a chair next to the bed. Her eyes were sparkling and a broad smile was spread across her face. She look up at me and her smile broadened.

I held my hand out to her and said, “Come to me, Baby.”

She rose and slowly walked to me. I sat on the edge of the bed, and Kerry stepped up until her legs were spread outside of mine. I reached around her and hugged her tightly. I then reached up and untied the bow at her neck that held her robe together. She shrugged her shoulders and her robe fluttered to the floor. Next, I untied the bows of her top and it followed her robe to the floor. I reached out and placed my hands over both of her tits. I squeezed gently and fondled them until her nipples were fully erect. I sucked each nipple until Kerry was moaning with pleasure. Mean while, I untied the bows holding panties her at each hip and they disappeared to the floor as well.

“Kerry, I love your tits. They are perfect for your body. Your nipples are some of the longest I have ever seen, even on the computer.”

“Oh God Dave, do you really like my tits and nipples? I always thought they were much too small.”

“Yes Baby, I do like them. I really do like them.”

A single tear fell from each eye. She put her hands on the back of my head and pulled my face tightly to her chest while I sucked her nipples to full length. I then very gently placed a kiss over the ugly bruise between her tits. “Thank you, Dave. Thank you so much. You don’t know how much I need to hear things like that.”

I kissed my way down her smooth flat belly. I just loved hearing her giggle when I delved my tongue into her belly button. I kissed my way further down her belly until I was licking her now bald pubic mound. She groaned in disappointment when I quit licking her.

“Hop in bed, Baby. I’m not done yet, but my neck won’t bend as much as it did when I was your age.”

Kerry eagerly leaped into bed next to me. She spread her legs wide and asked, “Are you going to give me your big fat cock again, Dave?”

“Soon Baby, very soon. But there is more I want to do with you first.” I laid between her legs and resumed licking and kissing her pubic mound. I continued until she was rocking her pelvis up to my face and moaning in pleasure. Then, without warning, I slipped down a little and placed a tender kiss right in the middle of her pussy’s split.

Kerry gasped and cried out. “Oh God Dave, no one has ever done that to me. You’re the first to kiss me there.”

I began licking up and down her pussy’s slit. I started just above her sphincter and licked up until I flicked her clit with my tongue. She gasped again. I rapidly lapped up and down her pussy until she was well lubricated and writhing under me. She raised her knees and let them fall wide open. Kerry’s pussy tasted delicious and her aroma was delightful. She began thrusting her pelvis up and down to get more of my tongue into her pussy.

“Oh God Dave, I going to cum. I’m going to cum, NOW!” She cried out.

I sucked her clit between my lips and rapidly flicked it with my tongue.

She kept thrusting her hips up to my face and cried out. “OH DAMN DAVE EAT ME. EAT MY PUSSY GOOD. YEESSSSS! Her juices were flowing heavily, and I lapped them up as quickly as I could. I pressed my nose to her clit, my tongue was pushed as deep as I could get it into her pussy. I shook my face back and forth until her climax subsided and she collapsed beneath me.

I crawled up over her and kissed her lips. She kissed and licked her pussy’s juices from my face. “Huummmm. I don’t taste too bad do I?”

“No Baby. I think you taste delicious.”

“Dave, will you stick that big cock of yours in my pussy. I want to just lay her and feel you in me. Can we talk about what just happened?”

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“Sure Kerry.” I did just as she asked. I slowly and gently pushed my cock into her tight pussy until its head met her cervix. We both groaned as I let my weight down on her petite body.

“Dave, you were the first to ever do that to me. It was so wonderful. Asshole always said it was too nasty to do that. He also hated my tits because they are so small. He…”

“Baby, forget that asshole. What he did or didn’t do doesn’t matter any more. He will never bother you again. He didn’t know what he had in you. You are mine now, and I will do many things with you to pleasure us both.”

I then nibbled her ear and gave my cock a little shove. I pressed its head tighter to her cervix. She groaned and wrapped her arms and legs around me.

“Okay Dave, will you make love to me now?”

I began slowly stroking my cock in and out of Kerry’s tight pussy. I gradually increased the speed and force of my thrust. I was soon pounding her as hard as I could, while she returned each thrust.

“Oh yes Dave! Fuck me! You fuck me so good! FUCK ME DAVE! She came again as I bathed her cervix with my cum.

I rolled off Kerry and we kissed, cuddled, and chatted for nearly an hour before falling asleep in each others arms.

The next morning I again awoke with my cock in Kerry’s mouth. Damn that girl can suck a cock. I rapidly neared the point of my eruption. I stroked her hair and thrust up as she took my cock deep in her mouth. “I’m about to cum Baby.” Just like the previous morning, as the first spurt of cum surged from my cock, Kerry drove her head down hard. She took the full length of my cock into her mouth and down her throat. She held my cock deep in her throat until my orgasm eased and finally stopped. She licked me clean then rolled over and scooted up beside me.

“Damn Baby, you are one hell of a cocksucker.” I then pulled her tight and kissed her. I discovered that I don’t really mind the taste of my own cum when it’s on her lips, especially after she has given me a great blowjob.

“Dave, I intend to never let you get a hard-on that I don’t take care of in one way or another. I am surprised you wanted to kiss me after I sucked you off.

“Baby, I’ll kiss you anywhere and anytime I can. You are so beautiful and sexy. You have brought this old man feelings like he’s back in his youth.

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Chapter 3

Over the next week, Kerry and I continued acting like teenagers in love. We seemed to be teenagers who had sneaked off to a private love nest, even though one of us was well beyond his teen years.

Late one afternoon, Kerry was getting ready to start dinner, and I was working on the computer in my office. The ringing phone startled us both. It was Jim Martin, Attorney at Law. I answered and he asked for Kerry.

Kerry nervously took the phone and said, “Hello, Mr. Martin. What can I do for you? Would you mind if I put you on the speaker so Dave can hear?”

Jim agreed and I was soon privy to both sides of their conversation. Jim started, “I have good new Ms. Shick. Mr. Calvin James is in the county jail. He was arrested late last night for Driving Under the Influence (DUI). When the booking officer ran him through their computer your CDV charge popped up. His bail was set this morning. Due to the number and severity of your injuries and his past criminal history his bail was set pretty high. I doubt he will make bail before his first hearing date which is next week. I will serve him with divorce papers tomorrow afternoon. I am going to ask for the house, its furnishings, the car, spousal support, and my fees. He will go nuts when he reads all that. I don’t think he will be going anywhere and I will know just where to find him.”

“Mr. Martin, I really don’t want to take all of his stuff. I just want him out of my life.”

Jim laughed out loud at her remark. So did we.

“Kerry, I will do my best to follow your wishes. However, these requests tend to put people like Mr. James in a panic and make them much more receptive to any deals we offer. Will that be alright with you?”

“Yes sir. I understand and I will go along with your advice on these things.”

“Very well. Will you be available at this number until the next hearing?”

“Yes sir. I think I’ll be here for a while yet.” She giggled and winked at me.

Alright, I’ll call when I have some more news. Have a good evening. Good bye for now.”

Good bye and thank you Mr. Martin. Kerry hung up. She had a huge grin that lit up her whole face. Her eyes were sparkling even though a tear was perched in the corner of each.

“I feel so relieved right now. With Asshole in jail he can’t bother me, or us.” She sat on my lap and smothered my face with kisses.

I patted her butt and suggested, “Let’s go out to dinner to celebrate. I have about twenty minutes left to do here. Then I’ll grab a quick shower and get dressed. I want to take my girlfriend someplace nice.”

She kissed me again and said she was going to put stuff away in the kitchen, and then shower while I finished my computer work. Did I mention how much I loved watching her butt wiggle as she walks away.

A little later, I shut down my computer and went to get ready for my date with Kerry. She must have been in the spare bedroom when I got in the shower. A little later, I was freshly showered and shaved. I put on a good suit. I wanted to look my best for my girlfriend.

After dressing, I went to the living room to wait for Kerry. A few minutes later, she came out of her room. She was wearing the same little black dress she had worn when she came to my house on that cold rainy night. She looked so much better this time. Her make-up was lightly done and she smelled delicious. I carefully took her into my arms and kissed her. I didn’t want to spoil her make-up.

“Kerry, you look beautiful. If you will allow me, I want to stop at the mall before we go to diner.”

“The mall? Why the mall?”

“You’ll see. Let’s go.”

There was a jewelry store at the mall. Actually, there were several jewelry stores there. I held her hand and walked her into the first jewelry store we came to.

“Why are we here, Dave?”

“You look so beautiful in that little black dress. I just thought it would look even nicer on you with a string of pearls around your neck. Little black dresses need a string of pearls.”

“Oh Dave, you don’t have to do that. You have already been so good to me. You don’t have to buy me pearls, or anything else.”

“Yes I do. I told you I have money and I want to give a gift to my girlfriend. Now, shut up and let the sales lady sell you a string of pearls.”

Fifteen minutes later, we left the store with a string of real pearls hanging around Kerry’s neck. She was holding my hand tighter than she ever had.

At dinner we both had steak and lobster. The food was delicious, but it did not compare to the look on Kerry’s face and in her eyes. It seemed like we never took our eyes off each other.

As soon as we got home Kerry hustled to the bedroom. She seemed to be in a hurry to shed her clothes. I followed her wiggling butt and walked in behind her. She flipped the straps of her black dress off her shoulders. She let it slide down her body. It seemed to float to the floor. In short order her bra and panties joined the dress. The last thing she took off was her string of pearls. She very carefully laid them on the dresser. We made passionate love until late into the night. I had cum three times before running out of gas. That was a record for me. I lost count of how many times Kerry had gotten off.

I didn’t get the usual blowjob in the morning. We were both still tired from our long and exciting night. She just cuddled up close and we stroked each others body.

A week later Jim Martin call again. With Jim’s permission, Kerry put him on the speaker again so I could hear their conversation.

“Ms. Shick, I have good news again. Mr. James has amazingly pled guilty to both the DUI and CDV charges. He has been sentenced to six months in the county jail on each charge. His sentences are to be served concurrently. I spoke with him about your divorce action after his criminal hearing. He eagerly agreed to not contest your divorce action if he could keep his things. He even agreed to sign his car over to you and pay half of my fees. Since the divorce will be uncontested, the family court judge has agreed to hear your petition in thirty days. You must attend the hearing. Also, the state requires a six month cooling off period from the date of filing before your divorce becomes final. In effect, you will legally be a free woman on a date in the middle of June to be specified by the judge. Mr. James will be at the divorce proceedings as well. He will be escorted by a deputy since he will still be in the Sheriff’s custody and will have more than four months left to serve on his sentence. Does all of that meet your requirements and expectations, Ms. Shick?”

Kerry was practically jumping up and down in excitement. “Oh my God! Yes, Mr. Martin, that sounds wonderful. I don’t know how I will ever thank you.”

Jim laughed. “Don’t worry about that, Ms. Shick. If all goes as expected, Dave will be getting the bill for my services after your divorce hearing. For now, have a good day and good bye.”

Kerry could barely get her reply out due to her excitement. “Thank you, thank you, thank you so much Mr. Martin. Just let me know when and where the hearing will be and I will be there. This is like waking from a nightmare. Thank you again and good bye.”

Kerry jumped into my lap as I sat at my desk. Like the last time Jim Martin had given her good news, she covered my face with kisses and promised to do all kinds of things to me in bed that night. I was beginning to think calls from Jim were very good for my early middle-aged sex life.

That night Kerry carried through with her promise to fuck me silly. At one point I thought she was trying to suck my cock from my body. When my cum erupted from my cock’s head, she drove her mouth down and shoved my cock deep into her throat. Without so much as a sputter, she took my entire load of cum down her gullet without lifting.

As soon as she sucked my cock hard again, she climbed up and straddled my hips. She then sat on top of my cock and squatted down until she had me fully engulfed in her pussy. Once she had my cock deep in her pussy, she bounced up and down vigorously. My cock’s head rammed her cervix each time she dropped her pussy down on me. She grunted and groaned each time she slammed down.

Kerry cried out as our mutual orgasms approached. “OH GOD YES, DAVE!” With each thrust down, she gasped. “YOU…FEEL…SO…GOOD…IN…MY…PUSSY. FUCK…MY…HORNY…CUNT! YESSSS!

We both came at about the same time. She slammed down on my cock and I thrust up, I pumped a load of cum into her while she shuddered through her orgasm. Kerry then fell forward to lay on me. Her small titties were crushed by my chest. Her pussy continued to spasm and milked my cock for some time.

I rested a little while with my cock soaking in her massaging pussy. It amazed me when I got a third hard-on.

She raised her head up and smiled at me. “Can you go again, Dave?”

“I don’t know, but I sure would like to try. Roll over Baby.”

Kerry rolled off me, lay on her back, and spread her legs. I rolled onto her and slid my revived cock into her pussy once more. This time we made love instead of fucking our brains out. Gently and slowly I thrust into Kerry while talking softly into her ear. I nibbled her ear lobes and neck.

“Dave, you can give me a love bite if you want to. I will be proud to have you mark me as you own.” Kerry whispered.

“I don’t think that is a good idea until after your divorce hearing. A hickey might make the judge less than favorably inclined to your side of the case. After you’re divorced, I will love marking the hell out of you. But, promise me you will let me know if I ever hurt you. A hickey is one thing. Hurting you is something else. You just ran away from an asshole that hurt you.”

“I understand, Dave. At the right time, I want you to give me hickies all over my body. I want you and everyone else to know I am yours.”

“Don’t worry about that. I have an idea that will surely let you know whose girl you are.”

“Oh Dave.” She sighed and began rocking her pelvis up to accept my slow thrusts into her pussy.

I was still amazed that not only was I hard enough to make love to my girlfriend, but I felt another cum approaching. Slowly I built up the speed and power of my thrusts.

“Umph, umph, umph.” Kerry began grunting as my cock repeatedly bumped into her cervix. She was about to cum again as well.

I was getting close as well. “Oh Baby.” I moaned. With one firm thrust deep into her pussy, I hugged her tightly and gave her my last load of cum for the night.

“Oh yes, Dave. It feels so good when your warm cum floods into me.” She firmly returned my hug and sighed in contentment.

We fell asleep with my cock still in her pussy. Sometime during the night, my cock must have gone soft and slipped out of her. I awoke with her back spooned to my belly. She was holding my hand against her tit as she slept.

I got out of bed before she woke. I showered, shaved, and pulled on a pair of boxers. I then headed to the kitchen I made us sausage patties, French toast, and hot chocolate for breakfast.

Kerry surprised me by coming to breakfast totally nude and still damp from her shower. “What a beautiful breakfast partner you are.” I told her. We smiled at each other but made no further comment about our attire, or lack there of.

Unexpected Visitor

Chapter 4

Over the next month, as the date for her divorce hearing approached, Kerry seemed to get more and more nervous. The night before the scheduled date of the hearing, we sat watching a movie on TV. She had her back pressed to my chest when suddenly she began to sob. She looked up at me with tears streaming from her eyes.

“Oh Dave, I’m so frightened.” She sobbed. “What if that asshole changes his mind and decides to fight me over the divorce?”

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I hugged her tighter and replied. “Baby, that could happen, but if it does, he’ll have to hire a lawyer. You have the best lawyer in town. I don’t think Asshole can afford even a decent lawyer, let alone a good one. If he could he would have already hired one to defend against the DUI and CDV charges. He’s already spent a lot of money for the fines he’s had to pay for his DUI and CDV convictions. Even if he does get a lawyer, Jim will eat him alive. Please try to relax and let Jim handle Asshole, and let me handle his ex-wife and her beautiful tits.” I squeezed Kerry’s tits firmly. “You have some wonderful tits.”

She looked up at me again and smiled. “You really mean that don’t you?”

“Yes Baby. I certainly do. If all goes well at the hearing tomorrow, I’ll put my mark on both of them and maybe other places too. I want to show you off as my girlfriend to everyone we know. I especially want your family to know we are together as a couple, and I better never hear them speak poorly of my girlfriend.” I squeezed her tits again.

She smiled up at me, cooed in pleasure, and leaned back again to watch the movie on TV. “Thank you, Dave for helping and taking me in and caring for me when I needed it most. I hope you want to continue to care for me.”

I squeezed her tits again and said, “Of course I do, Baby. Now try to relax.”

Later that night after we went to bed, I marked Kerry as mine own. She had been expecting me to put hickies on her tits. Instead, I put a nice fat love bite right in the middle of her pubic mound. I told her, “Baby, now only you and I will know you are marked. If you get nervous during your hearing just press your hands into your lap and think of your mark. Now go to sleep. You’ll want to be fresh, bright eyed, and not so busy-tailed in the morning.” I patted her bald pussy and held her close until we fell asleep.

The next morning we were up early and got ready for her divorce hearing. It was scheduled for ten AM in the county courthouse. Accompanied by Kerry’s lawyer, Jim Martin, we enter the courtroom with fifteen minutes to spare. Jim and Kerry took their seats at a table up front while I sat in the back of the courtroom.

Ten minutes later, Calvin James was escorted into the courtroom by a large deputy Sheriff. He was not represented by an attorney

The Family Court judge was announced and took his chair behind the bench right at ten AM on the dot. In a loud voice he asked, “Are all parties to James vs. James present? Jim stood and replied, “Jim Martin representing Kerry James, Your Honor. The petitioner, Mrs. Kerry James is here beside me.”

Asshole stood and said, “Calvin James sir. I’m here.”

The judge then proceeded to open the hearing. “I have read the petitioner’s complaint. Has the respondent received and read a copy of said complaint?”

Asshole stood again and replied. “I have Your Honor. If I may Your Honor, may I speak. I may be able to save the court some time.”

“Very well, Mr. James, proceed.” The judge allowed.

Asshole spoke again. “Your Honor, I have read the complaint and do not wish to fight this divorce. She is free to go as far as I am concerned. She never was much of a wife in the first place. However, Mr. Martin and I have come to an agreement. I will give my convertible Camaro to Kerry and she will allow me to keep all my other property. There is to be no spousal support. However, will be required to pay half of Mr. Martin’s fee for this divorce. I will sign your decree as soon as this court has it prepared. Thank you, Your Honor.” He then sat down and bowed his head.

“Mr. Martin, is what Mr. James said in agreement with your understanding and has your client been so advised?”

”Yes, Your Honor, Mr. James statement is as we have agreed. My client has been so notified and also agrees.”

“Very well, it is ordered that Mrs. Kerry James be granted her petition for divorce. In accordance with state law there will be a six month cooling off period from the date of the original filling. Therefore, this action will become final on June sixth of the current year.”

“Mr. James, you are a very lucky man. I have seen the photographs of the injuries suffered by Mrs. James at your hand. It is my order that you will sign your car over to Mrs. James within seventy-two hours. If there is any balance still owing on said car, you will make the payments in a timely manner until the lien is paid off. You are further ordered to sign this divorce decree within the same seventy-two hour period. When you are released from the Sheriff’s custody, you will immediately make arrangements though Mr. Martins office to make reasonable payments to him. Do you understand, Mr. James?”

Asshole stood with his head bowed. “Yes, Your Honor.”

“Very well. It is so ordered! This case is closed and we are adjourned.” The judge slammed his gavel down and left the courtroom.

Kerry jumped up and threw her arms around Jim. Though startled, he gave her a nice hug. She repeatedly thanked him for his help.

I then stepped through the swinging gate and Kerry gave me the same treatment. Tears were again streaming down her face, but a broad smile on her face told me these were tears of joy. “Oh Dave, I can really be yours now.”

Asshole just stared at us as the deputy put handcuffs back on him to transport him back to jail.

I hugged her and whispered in her ear. “Baby, as soon as I get the chance, I’m going to put marks on those beautiful tits of yours. I’ll give you a nice little love bite high on each tit so it can been seen when you wear a low cut top. Then we’re going to go see your family. I have a few words for them. But for now, I’m hungry. Let’s go find something to eat.”

We thanked Jim once again and headed to a little restaurant not far from the courthouse. Kerry hadn’t seemed this happy since I had known her as a younger teen. That cold rainy night she found her way to my doorstep had been a turning point in both of our lives.

After lunch, I took Kerry to her ex-in laws and retrieved her car. It was a very nice late model high end Camaro convertible with all the accessories. Kerry didn’t know I had my pistol hidden under my suit jacket in the waistband of my pants. When Asshole’s brother acted like he wanted to prevent her from taking her car, I simply let him see the gun without pulling it out. “Oh, would you rather deal with the Sheriff’s Office?” I asked.

“No, no! You can take the car. Please, don’t call the cops.”

“Thank you for your cooperation. I don’t ever want to even hear of any of you bothering Kerry ever again. Got it?”

“Yes, we get it.”

“Good! Kerry, take your new car now and go home. I’ll be there in a little while. I need to make a stop on the way.”

Kerry grinned widely and was soon heading out of the James’ driveway in her Camaro. I lagged behind to be certain no one tried to follow her. They didn’t.

When I walked in my door about thirty minutes behind Kerry she nearly attacked me. She came running and made a flying leap into my arms. She was completely nude. That was not an unusual state of dress for Kerry, but she usually waited until after dark to completely shed her clothes.

I carried her to our bed and gently laid her down. I then began caressing all over her young slender body until she was moaning with arousal. “Kerry, I was going to mark you but I see someone has already put his mark above your pussy.”

“You better mark my tits as well so there will be no forgetting whose girlfriend I am.” Her nipples were standing erect begging to be sucked. I kissed each nipple before I began sucking the upper slopes of her breasts slightly toward the center of her chest. While I sucked on one tit, I fondled the other.

She groaned with pleasure and pulled my face tight to the tit I was sucking. Kerry was soon squirming under me and rapidly approaching an orgasm. I continued sucking her tits and slipped my cock into her cunt. I sucked her tits and fucked her pussy hard until we both came. When we finished she had a pussy full of cum. She also had a big bright hickey on each of her tits in addition to the one over her pussy. The love bites were placed in such a way that they would be visible when she wore many of her tops.

I then patted her ass and said, ”Let’s go see your family!”

“Now? Without a shower? You have just marked me, cum is running out of my pussy, and I smell like a whore.”

I kissed her gently and told her, “That’s the idea. I want everyone to know you’re my girl now. Unless you would be too embarrassed, I’d really like to put your family on notice. They need to know that we belong to each other now, and I won’t tolerate any of them bad-mouthing my girl.”

“Okay Dave, if you want me to show off my love bites, smell like a freshly fucked whore, and have your cum running down my legs, I’ll be proud to be shown off as your girlfriend.”

As she rolled out of bed, I knelt in front of her. My face was just a few inches from her dripping pussy. I place a kiss on her bald pubic mound over the first mark I had put on her. I looked up at her and said, “Oh, I almost forgot something. Turn around and bend over the bed.” I then placed a large love bite in the middle of each of her butt cheeks. In the mean time, I reached into my pants pocket and pulled out the small box I had put there. I had her stand and face me. I grinned widely and opened the jewelry box and held it out to her. “Kerry, I love you. Would you do me the honor of becoming my bride sometime in June.”

Kerry screamed, “YES! YES DAVE! I’LL MARRY YOU. I love you so much. I’ll be proud to wear your ring. She slipped the ring on the third finger of her left hand. As a matter of fact, if you want me to have your love bites all over me and smell like I’ve just been fucked, I might as well look and smell like I’ve just sucked your cock. Please stand while I kneel so I can take your cock in my mouth.”

It only took a few minutes for Kerry to have me pumping a load of cum into her mouth. As usual, she swallowed. But this time, she let a little cum dribble out of her mouth, down her chin, and drip onto her tits.

Kerry got dressed and said, “Okay Dave, we can go now. I love you. We can finish this later.”

“Wait!” I was having second thoughts. “Kerry I love you too much to allow you to go to your family like this. Asshole has already humiliated you more than enough in front of your family. I can not and will not do that to you. Please, go hop in the shower and clean up. I don’t want anyone, even me, to humiliate you from now on.”

Kerry came out of the bathroom wearing a nice skirt and a tank top with a deep neckline. Her love bites were prominently on display.

A little more than an hour later, we pulled up in front of her family’s house on the far side of town. We knocked and her mother came to the door. Seeing Kerry she said, “What the hell are you doing h…. Oh hi Dave. How have you been?”

“We are doing very well Mrs. Shick. Kerry is getting a divorce from that asshole, Calvin James. It will be final in June. We wanted to let you know we are now a loving couple and we became engaged this afternoon.”

Kerry held out her hand so her mother could see the ring with its sizable diamond.

About that time, Mrs. Shick took a good look at her daughter. “Kerry, you have hickies on your breasts and anyone can see them.”

“Yes Mother. Shouldn’t my future husband be allowed to suck on my tits? He can do anything else he likes with me as well.”

“That’s right Mrs. Shick. I wanted you to see her love bites so there is no doubt in your mind that Kerry is now mine. And I am her’s. Furthermore, if I so much as hear you or anyone in your family say anything rude about my fiance, I have enough money to ruin you, and that wouldn’t be too difficult. Do we understand each other Mrs. Shick?”

I then whispered to Kerry, “Kerry, if you’d like this one time, you can show your mother your other marks. Kerry got an evil grin on her face. She reached down and lifted her skirt. Her mother just stared open mouthed at her daughter’s bald cunt. “That’s right, Mother. Dave doesn’t like getting hair in his teeth when he eats my pussy. And do you like the love bite Dave gave the there as well. You ought to see his cock, Mother. My God it’s big. I can barely get it down my throat. Oh, and I have one more thing to say to you.” She then turned, bent over, and flipped her dress up over her ass. “You can kiss my ass!”

As she stared at the two large hickies on Kerry’s ass, I told Kerry’s mother that she could go fuck herself and never bother Kerry or me again.

Kerry and I then turned and left. Kerry carried herself with a lot more pride than she had in the past.

The next few months were very hectic. We, or should I say Kerry, planed our wedding. I pretty much went along with whatever she wanted. One night after looking for a wedding dress, Kerry and I were cuddled together on the couch watching TV. She had been quiet for a while when she looked up with tears in her eyes. “Dave, are you sure you want to marry me?”

“Yes I do, Baby. I will be a happy man the day we are wed.”

“Can I ask one more question?”

“Of course, you can always ask me anything.”

“Dave, would you want me to have your children?”

“Kerry, will you please stop taking your birth control pills the first week June. We should be pregnant by some time in July or August. I think I’d like a boy and a girl before I’m too old to play with them”.

Kerry laughed at my answer. “Dave, I don’t think you will ever be too old to play with our kids, or me.” She then climbed up onto my lap and smothered me with kisses. Even if I am still taking my pills, we can keep up the practice.

Our wedding was to be a low keyed affair. I didn’t realize Kerry had so many young friends. I think half or more of her school classmates came. Of course Jim Martin and a bunch of my business associates came as well. Our wedding turned out to be one hell of a party. Many of my associates were hitting on Kerry’s young friends. A few of them left with pretty young things hanging on their arms.

When we went to bed that night, I asked, “Wife, is number three still an option?”

With a wide grin on her face, she reached over to our night stand and handed me a tube of anal lubricant. “I would prefer if you took my ass with me on my back. I can pull my legs up to near my ears. That way I can see you face and you can see mine as you shove that big cock of yours up my ass. Just go slow at first.”

“Baby, you really are something very special.” I then lubed up my cock while she lifted her legs. She put her arms between her legs and pulled up until her knees were near her shoulders and calves were indeed next to her ears. Kerry’s hips rocked up. Her asshole was very nicely presented for fucking in that position.

I bent over and kissed her then placed my cock’s head against Kerry’s crinkled asshole. She smiled at me and said, “Go ahead husband. Take the last piece of me that I have to give you.”

I slowly pressed my cock’s head to her asshole. Her sphincter gave way and opened to allow my cock’s entry. Her eyes opened wide and she gasped as my cock popped into her ass.

“Are you okay, Baby?”

“Yes Dave. Go ahead and slowly push you cock all the way in. Please do it in one steady shove. I’ll be just fine. Now husband, fuck your wife’s ass.”

I did as she asked. With one steady push I buried my cock balls deep into Kerry’s tight ass.

She groaned progressively louder as as my cock pushed further and further into her ass and filled her colon. I held still in her when I had my cock fully buried in Kerry’s ass. I wanted to give her ass time to adjust to my cock’s invasion.

Kerry smiled up at me. “God my ass is so full. I knew you would fill my ass like you did my pussy that first night. Okay husband, take your wife’s last hole. Come on babe, fuck my ass like you mean to keep it.”

Like I had the first time she gave me her pussy, I began slowly moving my cock in and out of her ass. Gradually I increased the speed and power of my thrusts until I was rapidly fucking Kerry’s asshole.

She seemed to enjoy her ass getting fucked. “Oh yes, Dave. Fill my ass with the big cock of yours. Come on Baby, fuck me harder. Drive that cock deep in my guts and fill my ass with your cum.”

As I built to a cum, I began thrusting as hard as I could. Finally I slammed deep into Kerry’s bowels and pumped a big load of cum into her. I moaned in pleasure and she moaned with me. She brought her hands down and held me so my cock stayed deep in her ass while we rested.

That was just the beginning of our wedding night rivalries. We both awoke the next morning tired and sore. Fortunately, we weren’t too tired or sore to grab a shower, get dressed, and pack a few bags. We had to catch a plane. We spent the next two weeks in Hawaii.

We had a Forth of July party attended by many of the same people who had been at our wedding. Kerry got every ones attention so she could make an announcement. She addressed her comments to me more than the gathered crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen, Dave, something very important is about to happen to us. It seems I ran out of my birth control pills in mid May. Since I was about to marry the man of my dreams and we had talked about having children before our wedding, I didn’t refill them. Dave, I love you. I’ve missed my last period, and I think I’m pregnant.”

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause.

I grabbed my wife around her waist and kissed her as I swung her around. Her feet were flying out behind her. As she laughed I slowly stood her back on her feet and gave her a long passionate kiss. I then knelt and kissed her still flat belly. “I love you Kerry and will love our baby as well.”

Eight months later, Kerry gave birth to our beautiful daughter. We named her Mary. Kerry was a loving and devoted mother. Two years later, Mary was joined by her little brother, Danny. I was still very deeply in love with my wife and the mother of my two kids. Our family was complete. At least I think it is, unless Kerry has any more surprises up her sleeve. Or is it up her hot and horny pussy?

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Exploring Jennifer – Part 1

04 Sunday Feb 2018

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Jennifer climbed on the sofa her arms over the back ready and willing. “Martin it’s been a long time but…” she paused… “Can you fuck my ass, please? I so want that cock up my ass.” “My pleasure.” I said with delight shoving my cock straight back into her pussy to harden it up. It didn’t take long.

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Jennifer was a mother of two young kids that went to the local self-defense class.

She had turned 38 and after a few unsuccessful attempts at reconciliations with her ex she had decided to move on and been single for about 12 months.

I sat next to Jennifer watching my youngster go through her paces. We hadn’t really spoken before – just a quick hello and a few conversations about the class and why am I not doing it. We always enjoyed few laughs when something funny happened.

Today was our first real chat.

“Oh you have a Lumi.” she said. (Lumis were the new wristband craze to hit the pre-teen market.)

“Yes my little one made it for me.” I said showing it to her.

She took my hand. Her nails were long, painted and nicely manicured. Her skin was soft and tender like her touch.

“Oh that’s great.” she said. “I make loads for my little ones to give away.”

I smile

“That’s nice of you.”

“Not much else to do at night when the kids are asleep. Even worse when they are at their Dad’s for the night.”

I didn’t think much more about the conversation. I figured she was just a busy mum learning the harsh reality of single parenting.

A few weeks passed and Jennifer seemed to seek me out each time I came in. One night I was running late – the traffic on the trip home from work was horrendous. But, I had made it.

I looked for a place to sit and Jennifer waved me over.

“Here Martin. I saved a spot for you.” she called. Then once I sat down she purred quietly in my ear.

“I didn’t think you were going to make it tonight. That would have been a shame.”

She was wearing a black cashmere top with a short white skirt and white 4-inch high heels. Her make up was perfect and her hair was done and tied back into a ponytail. She was wearing Chanel and smelled divine.

For a few seconds I drunk her in shifting my thoughts into another realm. Finally I spoke

“You look great. Going somewhere special?”

“No, just dropping the kids to their Dad’s and wanted to feel good.” She replied.

I was in my work gear. Un-tucked business shirt over my jeans, old sneakers shoved on that were more comfortable then my work shoes. The tie long since banished from around my neck left was hanging over the seat in the car.

“Well I think you look awesome – good enough to eat.” I flirted. My kids were going back to their Mum’s and I had no plans – so why not?

Sometimes men think with our minds sometimes we think with our dicks – tonight my dick ruled the conversation and I let it go wild. The rest of the class drifted away as we chatted more and more about what we like and our sexual adventures until it was almost time to go. My cock and I wanted to stay.

“Good enough to eat you say? That would be nice. So is it your place or mine? Either way you’re going to end up inside me.” Jennifer said. Her eyes were full of lust and want.

“Yours sounds great to me.” I said as the thought of dishes in the sink and clothes left where they dropped at my place.

“Mine it is then. What’s your number? I’ll text you my address.” She said.

“Oh and for the record don’t get any ideas. I don’t need or want a boyfriend. It’s Friday night and I really just need a good fucking. I haven’t had sex with anyone since I spilt with Mathew.”

“No problems. I have to say I do see other ladies. Nothing serious as in love – just great hook-ups on a regular basis that suit all our needs.” I said.

“Perfect. I’ll be home about 8:30. See you after that… Fuck I’m so wet for you right now.” she said with a huge smile.

Drop off done, I dashed home, showered and shaved and threw on some Tomorrow aftershave as it worked well on me. I arrived just before 9 with a bottle of red in hand.

The porch light was on so I walked through the open gate and knocked on the door. The heavy oak had glass panes cut into it, letting out light from inside. Two rose patterns adorned each pane emblazing a multitude of colors on my white t-shirt as I stood waiting for Jennifer to answer.

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The door opened, I walked in and it swung closed behind me.

I turned to see Jennifer no longer dressed in her clothes but a stunning set of lingerie. Black lacy bra and pants with suspenders and ¾ stockings with a lacy top. The outfit sent shockwaves through my body straight to my cock.

She was holding a large glass of red wine which was almost finished.

“Would you like a drink or should we just fuck?” she asked draining the glass.

“I’ll have a wine, then fucking sounds good to me.” I said

She walked to the kitchen – black high heels making her legs look incredible and her ass wiggle as she strutted in front of me to the kitchen.

I followed. Apart from the foyer, the rest of the house was lit up with candles, which made it the whole situation feel sexier and made me feel more at ease.

Jennifer poured me a glass and handed it to me. I sipped it – warm full-bodied red – just as I like it.

“I’m glad you came Martin. Did you know I don’t wear any undies to class in the hope you might catch a glimpse of me when you sit on the other side?”

“No I had no idea”

“And since meeting and taking to you I now shave my pussy again and regularly play with my clit and fuck my hole while thinking about you.” she said with fire in her words

“Well no, but it’s nice to know. I will look in the future.” I said surprised.

I walked to the dining room and put my glass on the table.

“So a good fucking you said.” My cock throbbed to every word

“Yes a good fucking.” she nodded as the words rolled out.

“Ok then.”

I reached down, pulled her to her feet and kissed her lips for the first time. They were soft, supple a little moist.

She fell into the kiss just letting herself go and be taken for the ride. She had done her part, been brave and put it out there… now it was my turn to take control and devour this horny woman.

As I kissed her I grabbed her hair and pulled her head from side to exposing her neck to feast on. And then I went back to her lips again with tender but strong kisses holding her head tight and cupping her face to control our kiss.

Her hands wandered all over my body and I continued kissing and tonguing her mouth. Then biting her neck and coming back to her mouth again.

“Do you want some?” I whispered into her ear.

“Yes I want some, oh fuck yes!” she said

“I don’t think you’re ready for me yet.” I said teasingly

“I’m ready. I’m ready I want it.” Her words were frantic like it was slipping away.

“Not yet.” I whisper as I feel her body fall into mine. “Show me how much you want it.” I said pulling away from our kiss. “Show me you want and need a good fucking.” My words were forceful.

I moved to the table and cleared everything off. Grabbing Jennifer’s hand I laid her down on it then lifted and slid her to the center so I could see her from all sides.

I unclipped the suspender buttons allowing me access to the silks that protected her womanhood from the world. She looked magical in the flicking light of the candles that danced around us.

After looking for a few seconds I removing her undies and tossed them aside.

She glistened and was well wet and ready but I wanted more. I wanted to see what she would do.

“Play for me.” I said as I ran my fingers over her body, walking around the table and touching her from all angles. “Play for me Jennifer.” My words were soft but sure.

Her hand went between her legs and slowly touched her private regions. The other hand ran between her face and her breasts, back and forth sometimes running her fingers through her hair.

I leant in close to her and kissed her lips from top of the table above her head.

“That’s a good girl,” I whispered into her ear. Her hand worked a bit faster as I bit her earlobe and sucked it softly into my mouth.

I continued to circle around her and touch parts of her; with each touch her sounds grew louder.

“Jennifer you look so beautiful but I don’t think you are ready yet.” I said

“I am ready! I am so fucking ready.”

“I want you to cum. I want to watch the beauty of your body as the pleasure wave envelops you and takes control of your senses.”

“I’ll cum for you. I will.” she spoke louder and faster. “I want to cum for you.”

My hand found her nipples and I squeezed lightly and let go pulling just a touch in rhythm to the way she was playing with her magic button.

“Put your fingers inside yourself Jennifer, finger your pussy for me.” I commanded

Without hesitation she found her inner self.

“Oh fuck Martin! Oh fuck Maaaartiiiiin!” she got louder with every word. “I’m going to cum!” she screamed

Her words were gone and moans filled their place as she writhed on the table, her back arching as she air-fucked her hand until the wave subsided. She continued to work her clit as the mini pleasure hits still worked their magic on her soul.

I kissed her holding her face.

“That was beautiful, so beautiful Jennifer, thank you for sharing that with me.”

Watching a woman cum, really cum, is a treasure not to be taken for granted and I never did.

“Don’t stop playing.” I said as I undid my belt. Her eyes watched each and every move I made. I dropped my pants to the floor and tossed away my tee.

The candlelight flickered off my skin as I walked around this wanton woman. She lay in a relaxed daze enjoying what had just happened and wondering what was next. I drank some wine then pulled Jennifer’s face to the side of the table.

“I have something for you.” I said taking my cock in my hands.

“Yes! Yes I want to suck it.”

“Oh Jennifer where are your manners? I’m offering you my cock here to suck.” I said to her a displeased tone now in my voice.

“Sorry I, I… please can I suck your cock. Please put it in my mouth.” she begged.

“Are you playing?” I ask – I have noticed she’s stopped.

“Yes! Yes! I will please let me suck you Martin.”

My cock, alive from watching this beautiful woman cum, slid into her open mouth and I slowly pulled it in and out. Slowly and deliberately, holding the back of her head in place to remind she was mine for now.

Her fingers worked intensely on her clit and into her fuck tunnel as she bucked to meet them.

“That’s so nice you have such a beautiful mouth.” I said softly. She stopped and smiled

“Thank you Martin.”

“I think you are ready now. Don’t you?”

“Oh yes I am ready. Thanks.” she moaned

I walked between her legs pulling her back down to meet me. My cock standing straight was perfectly positioned to enter this sexy fuck hole.

“I am ready. Please fuck me.” She said her eyes pleading more then her words.

Wasting no time I slid in my cock all the way to the base and pulled her already spread legs close to me. I lay on her moving my body so my cock, still buried to the hilt, moved inside her.

“More, I want it – please fuck me with that.” She moaned.

“I will.” I said “I want you to squeeze me with everything you have – squeeze tight. Wrap me with your love muscles.” I willed her.

Jennifer’s pussy started to choke my meat. I started to fuck her slowly pulling my cock all the way out until the tip of the head was just inside and slowly forcing my way back in – feeling the inner walls of her beauty form around my hard, protruding love stick.

Relentlessly I toyed with her.

“More, fuck me Martin fuck me!” she screamed.

But I took my time knowing only to well that her pussy would be severely pounded by the time I was finished.

“Open up Jennifer, open wide let me in, let me have all of you.” I demanded

She opened her legs as required. I grabbed hold of her hips and legs at the same time. Slamming into her hard then pulling back and slamming again. Within a few pounds her pussy gave in and convulsed around my cock. Her moans were the sounds of a woman out of control of her senses and I loved it.

“Take it Jennifer take it all, that’s a good girl.” I said

She opened her legs wider as if by instinct and I fucked her relentlessly.

“Fuck me, fuuucccckkk mere, fuck me Martin! Shove that cock inside me. SPREAD ME SPREAD ME. Spread my hole, spread it good.” she screamed without care.

I released her legs and pulled out of her for a moment reaching for a candle that flicked near by.

“Noooooooooo no don’t stop keep fucking me please.” she called. Her eyes opened wider as I brought the candle near tipping out the overflow of wax onto the saucer.

I slid my cock back inside her and started to pump away and Jennifer spread her legs even wider.

“Do it do it Martin! Do me good.” She was on fire and her words showed it.

I fucked for all I was worth pounding her harder than I had ever fucked a woman before. I grabbed the candle and lifted it over her. Again her eyes opened wide

“No No Martin.” she called but I continued to fuck her harder without remorse.

I tipped the candle and a drop of hot wax fell and hit her pussy mound. She jumped as it hit her body. But her cunt pulsed harder.

“No no I, I can’t.” she called as I dripped another drop then another while I continued to fuck her with all my might. Her cries of no were gone replaced by calls for more.

“Do it Martin Do it! Take me home. Fuck you’re blowing my mind!” she called.

I blew the candle out and dripped the last drops of wax over her breasts making her scream with delight and pain all at once.

I picked her up and turned her over.

“Doggie time.” I said.

“Oh yes please.” She said looking around at me like a cat about to get the cream.

While grabbing her hips I slid my cock back inside her. She grabbed hold of the table as I started to thrust into her again and again

“Yes that’s it. Good girl.” I said.

“Thank you, I love it, love it, keep going.” she called

I had no intentions of stopping, I was fucking her for all I was worth and she loved it all.

Eventually her legs started to weaken so I pulled out.

“Where’s your sofa” I asked. She turned walked up the hall and past pictures of a smiling family and past the stairs that led I’m sure to her room or pleasure dome. She turned left into the lounge. Leather sofa, ‘Nice’ I thought.

Jennifer climbed on the sofa her arms over the back ready and willing.

“Martin it’s been a long time but…” she paused… “Can you fuck my ass, please? I so want that cock up my ass.”

“My pleasure.” I said with delight shoving my cock straight back into her pussy to harden it up. It didn’t take long.

I pulled out, my meat was hard and throbbing looking to get back into a warm spot. I placed it at the entrance of her ass hole. She wiggled and pushed back.

“That’s it, do it Martin. It’s been a long time. Do it! Fuck you!” she demanded.

I did – my head sliding in slowly. She screamed.

“Don’t stop get it in! Just get it in!” she screamed. “Fuck it Martin, come on shove it in my ass like you did my pussy. She begged.”

Her ass tight gripped me firm and it didn’t take to long for her to loosen.

“Go Martin, go. Drill me deep. Drill me, drill me.” she screamed as she came her ass tightening further around my cock.

My balls tightened and I felt a swell well up deep inside me. I moved positions and changed my pace – I wanted to savor this moment.

Jennifer moved with me, bending lower sticking her ass more into the air.

“Is that better for you?” she asked.

Her ass and pussy were in the air and her knees were just hanging onto the side of the sofa. This girl knew how to get fucked and she was willing to offer herself up perfectly for it.

I drilled her, sweat flying through the air with each pound as I caved into her asshole. Again and again I pounded.

“Oh fuck you take it good.” I screamed grabbing hold of her hips harder pulling and her into me as I gave it to her.

Her continual moans told the story. She screamed into the cushions over and over. She moved her head

“Cum please! Cum I can’t take any more. Cum please.”

That’s all I needed.

“Ok here it comes, here it comes I’m going to explode.” My voice was building with each and every stroke.

“Don’t stop, fuck it! Cum in me, cum in my ass. Blow that fire out.” she screamed through her moans

My legs shook as all the muscles tightened up to help set my juices free. My ass cheeks tightened and my back arched as the tingles flowed through my fingers and out of my body.

“Aaaarrggg fuck.” I screamed as I pounded into her. Caving her ass in as I went I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. And she defiantly didn’t want me too.

“Aaaaahhhhhggggg fuck me, rip it Martin, rip it fuuuuuuuukkkkkkkk meeeeee.”

“I’m Cumming,” I screamed and grabbed hold of her hips and pounded with out remorse.

“Aaaaahhhhhgggeeeeerrrrrr yes yes cum blow that load.” she screamed

Cum spurted out of the end of my cock deep inside her ass.

“YESSSSSSSSS OOOOHHHH YES THAT’S IT OHHHHH.” I screamed at the top of my lungs as I emptied myself deep inside her beautiful hole.

Jennifer stayed firm, waiting until I had emptied all of myself deep inside her. She fell to her side as I finished and pulled out.

“Fuck you are incredible.” she said looking at me as she stretched out on the lounge. “That was fucking amazing.”

“I hope that’s not all. I don’t have to be anywhere in the morning how about you?” I said wanting more of her.

“No… I didn’t expect… but sure. Lets go upstairs and share a shower.”

I followed her upstairs into her very girly bathroom. She turned on the shower and we jumped in together.

I grabbed the shower gel and put it into her hand.

“Make me clean so I can go back inside you.” I said.

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Juicy get’s a rude awakening

04 Sunday Feb 2018

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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, lowering 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.

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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.

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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.

Four, Five, Six 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, lowering 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.” Me 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 I have 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 swallow 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 earned it this morning.

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Yoga and Sex

04 Sunday Feb 2018

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When Oliver joins a new yoga class, a busty young blonde immediately caught his eye…

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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.

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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.

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