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Working ‘Girl’

01 Thursday Mar 2018

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This idea has been in my head for a long time. If you’re not into young, crossdressing, or older man/younger boy, then turn back now. I do not condone anything in this story, it is simply a fantasy. I hope you enjoy it!

Brian sat impatiently on the park bench, fidgeting in anticipation and excitement. He quickly checked his phone for the time yet again, seeing it was just after 1AM. It was the perfect time for meeting a customer. He reached over to run his fingers along the signature red bracelet over his left wrist, which let men in the area know he was ‘working’. His ears perked up when he heard some noises off in the distance, a gentle rustling in the bushes. Brian smiled slightly, knowing someone else must be doing just what he was about to do now.

He thought about that video game he wanted, the one all the other kids at school were talking about. But at 14, he was too young to have a job, and too old to convince his parents to buy things for him anymore. More chores and the prospect of getting an actual job wasn’t exactly palatable to him, so he went browsing on the internet for a better way to make money. After finding some questionable web sites with some not-so-mainstream suggestions, he decided that this was the best way for him to make a quick buck. The fact that it excited him so much definitely helped.

Looking down and running his eyes over his smooth petite body, he double checked himself to make sure his outfit was in order. He lifted his butt and adjusted the short black pleated skirt hitched tightly to his waist, which barely concealed the small red thong that clung tightly to his smooth boy parts and wedged right between his firm butt cheeks. The fabric felt amazing against his skin, as did the light breeze across his soft, freshly-shaven legs. The black heels strapped to his feet were slightly uncomfortable and difficult to walk in, but they looked great on him.

As his eyes adjusted to the dark and moved back up above his waist, he couldn’t help but run his hands up his flat, exposed tummy. The tight pink spaghetti-strap top he had ‘borrowed’ from his sister was just small enough that it showed his midriff when he sat up or moved at all. It hugged the black padded bra underneath, carefully stuffed with tissues to give him a slight bust. Cupping his fake chest in his hands, Brian let out a soft moan. He knew the pervy men that frequented this area would like it as much as he did.

Flicking his tongue across his lips, he tasted the bright, fruity pink lip gloss smeared over his pouty lips. He went easy on the make-up, trying not to look too trashy, instead shooting for a more naturally feminine look. Brian’s own soft features, which were often the target of school bullies, tonight would work to his advantage. Just some light mascara to accent his eyes and the lip gloss was all it took to bring out those alluring features.

Just as he finished taking himself in for the third time tonight, he heard some light footsteps coming down the path toward his bench. He quickly adjusted himself, crossing his legs and trying to appear casual for fear of someone normal coming this way. His heart fluttered as an older man came into view, clearly edgy and nervous. Brian’s heart began pounding in his chest, both from nervous anticipation and strange excitement. He turned and smiled softly at the man, whose darkened silhouette was coming into view.

The man bit his lower lip and swallowed hard, his eyes clearly roaming over the young tart before him. With a final breath, he sat down next to Brian, averting his eyes. Brian followed his every move, turning slightly to his potential customer of the night to show off a little more. He waited patiently for a minute, trying to let the man calm his nerves. Finally, he glanced over and smiled at Brian, his face slightly flushed.

“Um.. hi,” he practically stammered. Brian smiled wider and scooted closer, keeping his voice low so as not to sound too boyish.

“Hiya, mister.” A soft moan escaped the older man’s lips, clearly turned on by the overall package. His eyes moved to the red bracelet around Brian’s thin wrist, reaching out tentatively to rub his thumb over it. He glanced around cautiously before leaning in and practically whispering “Are… are you.. working?”

Brian let out a soft girlish giggle, placing his smaller hand on the man’s thigh. He practically jumped from the touch, a bulge growing across the front of his pants. “I sure am,” was Brian’s simple reply.

The man visibly swallowed hard and spread his knees a little, no longer making any effort to hide his excitement. His large hand rested over Brian’s smaller girly one, and he leaned in close, his breath smelling of alcohol. “Um.. I’ve never done this before.”

Brian’s hand squeezed his customer’s thigh softly, slowly tracing small circles along it with his fingertips, trying to boost the man’s confidence in his decision. “That’s ok. I’m very discreet,” Brian cooed.

His eyes seeming to light up, the stranger smiled and took a deep breath. He seemed to compose himself, taking one last quick look around the park before leaning in closer and muttering, “So um.. how much?”

Taking this as his cue to pour on the marketing, Brian shifted his position so he had one leg tucked under his butt and was completely facing the man. He leaned in very close, pressing his padded chest against the stranger’s arm and pushing his hand between the man’s thighs, cupping his bulge. His voice was low, but he made no effort to hide his own excitement. “I’ll suck your cock for a hundred bucks, daddy.”

The man shook at the comment, his bulge swelling and straining against Brian’s hand. He quickly reached for his wallet, but Brian laid his hand over the man’s to stop him. Glancing around, he smiled and leaned close to his ear, whispering softly “Not here, daddy. Follow me.”

Brian did his best to stand up without creating a tent under his skirt, his own excitement straining the fabric of the panties underneath it. He held his new friend’s hand as he stood, and soon felt a gentle tug as it was used to support the larger man that stood next to him. He, however, made no such attempt to hide his bulge, the thick member outlined clearly through his pants. Gripping his hand, Brian led him along like a lost dog. He pushed directly into the bushes behind the bench, leading the man a short distance to a very small, secluded spot among the foliage.

There was very little light, and the only sound was a soft breeze rustling through the branches above. Brian turned swiftly and smiled up at his new client, reaching out to cup his hand over the bulge in his pants. He watched anxiously as the stranger reached again into his wallet and extracted a single $100 bill. He held it up in his hand, appearing to contemplate for a second. His eyes ran over the short skirt around Brian’s hips, and he blushed before blurting out softly “Now.. you are a boy… aren’t you?”

A small smile crept across Brian’s lips at the question. He lifted his skirt, flashing his own package neatly tucked into the thong. The head was already peeking out, so Brian made no move to hide it. Instead, he reached down and pushed the small triangle of fabric down to let his boyhood spring out, exposing himself to the man. It was only 6″ long with a small set of freshly-shaved balls, but its fat head and smooth texture complimented the feminine look nicely. The stranger groaned in approval, quickly handing the crossdressed boy his money.

Quickly taking the bill and stuffing it into his bra, Brian calmly slipped to his knees and reached up to press his hands against the man’s pants. He wasted no time and began undoing them, not wanting to stay out any longer than he had to; his parents could notice at any moment that he was missing. As he unzipped the pants before him, a pair of blue boxers with a noticeable wet spot across the front came into view. Pulling the stranger’s pants down just enough for access, he next tugged down the blue boxers and smiled as an average-looking cock spring out. Brian estimated it to be just a bit longer than his own, but pleasantly thick and with a long vein running along its length. The circumcised head was smeared with shiny, sticky precum, with a dribble of it already flowing from the very tip.

The boy smiled up at the man and licked his lips, sliding a hand up and wrapping his fingers around the shaft. “Nice cock, daddy” Brian cooed, gently squeezing the thick manhood in his hand. The man simply grunted in response, his eyes locked on the kneeling crossdresser. Brian started to stroke it slowly, thankful that it was a manageable size; yet he secretly lusted for a larger one, thrilled at the dirty thoughts running through his own head. But this one would have to do, money was money after all.

Without hesitation, Brian leaned in and eagerly took the dick into his mouth. Clamping his lips just under the ring under the head, he then swirled his tongue over the head. The man let out a moan of pleasure, and his cock responded by swelling and releasing a steady flow of precum over the warm tongue that enveloped it. The precum was so sweet that Brian took a second to lick the tip clean before pushing down an inch, starting to bob up and down on the man’s cock. His lips wrapped tightly around the shaft, and he sucked gently each time he pulled back toward the head. In no time the man was moaning and whimpering ecstatically above him, resting a guiding hand on the boy’s head.

Taking more and more of the delicious cock into his mouth, Brian soon felt the head thumping against the back of his throat. Fingers curled in his hair and tugged gently, urging him to go deeper. He acquiesced and pushed down further, wincing and swallowing to allow the head to pop into his throat. The rest of the meaty dick slipped right into his mouth, balls now resting on his chin. He swallowed hard and resisted the urge to gag, glancing up at the owner of the cock buried in his mouth.

The man was glaring down at him, his eyes starting to glaze over in lust. His voice was soft but strained. “Holy shit… suck that cock, you little slut,” he encouraged, rocking his hips forward to thrust slightly into Brian’s mouth in rhythm with the boy’s bobbing. Brian’s eyes started to water as he looked up at the man, working along his length with his mouth and throat. He slipped a hand under the balls that bounced off his chin and cupped them gently, gagging slightly as his throat was used strictly for his partner’s pleasure.

Spit began to dribble down Brian’s chin and coat the balls that smacked against them. He could hear the man standing above him panting and grunting harder, but his pace only seemed to quicken. “You like Daddy’s big cock, little boy?” The dirty talk coming from this seemingly shy man was driving the young cocksucker wild. His own erection leaked precum all the way down his shaft, making it shimmer in the dim lighting. Brian resisted the urge to touch himself and focused on pleasuring his client instead.

As the teen teased his new Daddy with his hand and mouth, he was greeted by a hard thrust into his mouth. He gagged hard, breathing hard through his nose as the head was just as quickly tugged from his throat. His fingers curled behind the man’s balls, pressing on the spot just behind his sack. He hummed softly over the head as it dragged across his tongue, more sweet precum coating it and mixing with his own spit. His tongue flicked across the very tip, causing a sharp grunt to release from the man’s lips. The cock was pulled from his mouth, leaving his painted lips with an audible ‘pop’.

“Tell daddy how old you are, little slut.” The dirty man stood over him, panting and grunting as he furiously pumped his slick shaft in his hand. Brian smiled up at him and spread his knees wider, giving the man a good look at the cock between his smooth legs, as if to confirm once again that he really was a boy.

I’m only 14, daddy,” Brian eked out in the most feminine voice he could muster. No sooner had he spoken those works and opened his mouth that Daddy began to buck and grunt. His thick cock throbbed and erupted long spurts of white gooey cum all over the boy’s face. He quickly shut his eyes, feeling the thick fluid land all over his face and stick to his skin. Some of it landed in his mouth and over his tongue, more dribbling down his chin.

Brian opened one eye and glanced up just as the man was working the last drops of cum over his perky fake chest, getting spots of cum onto his top and chest. The spent stranger panted and almost fell backwards as his knees buckled. He reached for a nearby tree to steady himself, struggling not to fall over in post-coital bliss and exhaustion. He managed a weakened smile down at the cum-covered teenager, looking over his work.

As the cum-coated sissy wiped some of the seed from his face and smeared it across his top, he watched in mild amusement as the man fumbled with his boxers and pangs. He looked slightly ashamed but managed to gather his nerves as his cock was tucked back safely into the confines of his boxers. “Wow, that was… that was amazing. Are you really 14?” he asked, looking curiously over the boy.

Brian simply nodded and tried to giggle girlishly, flicking his tongue across his lips to lick them clean. The man let out another soft moan, seeming to blush as he realized what a dirty thing he had just done. He reached for his wallet and produced a $20 bill, then quickly pushed it into Brian’s bra right next to the first, being careful not to touch the cum peppered over his skin and clothing. “You earned that, sweetie.”

Brian smiled wide to thank the generous man, watching as he turned and made his way out of the dense bushes and into the night. Just as the man was out of sight, Brian reached between his smooth thighs and furiously stroked his own throbbing cock. He cupped one of his padded breasts in his other hand, feeling drops of cum against his fingers. He whimpered softly, feeling his balls tighten as his whole body ached for release.

His knees spread wide, back arching and head tilting back as his smooth young cock released, sending thick long ropes of cum flying out. It landed in thin streams across the grass, the last of it leaking out over his fingers, panties, and skirt. The small spot was quite a mess with a mixture of his and the customer’s cum.

As the adrenaline rush of the encounter washed away, Brian began tucking himself back into the confining panties and attempting to smooth out his sticky outfit. He licked his fingers clean of his own remnants of cum before reaching into the bra and producing his hard-earned money. He giggled when he saw a streak of cum across one of the bills, wondering if anyone would suspect how he got it when he finally went to spend it.

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The Girls Next Door

01 Thursday Mar 2018

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The Girls Next Door

This all started about two years ago when I was 50 years old. My wife had died in a car wreck about six months earlier when a drunk driver, fleeing State Troopers, t-boned my wife’s truck killing her instantly. Turns out he was the son of a prominent politico who was very willing to agree to a large out of court settlement and 15-25 years in a Texas prison plea bargain to keep it out of the papers. That and the insurance payments made my future a lot easier.

We lived on 10 acres about 20 miles outside Austin, Texas. It wasn’t really rural. We lived at the end of the road and we had neighbors on both sides of the road about 300 yards away. Close enough to no but far enough for privacy. We had lived in L.A. and swore when I retired from the military we would never live that way again.
Two weeks after my wife’s funeral I was moping around the house on a Sunday morning and there was a knock on my door, something that was a very rare occurrence out here. I opened the door and there stood Anna and CJ, the daughters of my neighbors up the road, Ricardo and Mara Ramirez. Anna was 15. We had just attended her Castaneda a month before the accident. CJ was 17 I think. Hers had been a couple of years earlier I think. They were dressed in their Sunday best and each was holding two foil covered plates. I looked up and saw their parents in their suburban in the driveway. They waved and I waved back. CJ smiled and said her mama said they had not seen me out in a few days and were concerned about me. L said I was fine and just needed some time to think. Anna said “Mama thinks food fixes everything”. I had them put the plates in the kitchen and watched them get in the suburban and leave.

As they walked away I thought their parents should be very proud. They raised 4 daughters while we lived here and they had all been smart, attractive and never got in trouble or pregnant. Beside these two they had Marissa who was lining in a dorm at UT and her second year and Kat, short for Katrina that she hated, living in College Station finishing her third year at A&M.

I figured I wouldn’t see them again for a while. We typically had talked with the family about once a month but we waved and said hi every time we came home and they were out side. So I was surprised when CJ showed up on my back deck the next Saturday afternoon. It was late spring the weather was warming up nicely so I had just finished cleaning the pool and setting the timer on the solar heater. In another week or two it would be warm enough to use again. We had put in the pool three years before and a privacy fence down one side of our yard so when we used the pool and deck we wouldn’t offend the neighbor with our lack of clothes. Even though they were a ways off my wife didn’t want to take a chance.

I was sitting in one of the lounge chairs daydreaming about the good times we had out here when CJ said “Hi” and startled me back to reality. Turned around and there was this 5’ 6” brunette 17 year old in shorts and a tank top that looked gorgeous and gave me an instant hard on. She looked nothing like the innocent girl that was on my front porch last Sunday. She said “I didn’t mean to scare you; I just wanted to ask a favor”. I asked her what she needed. “Well since its starting to get warm out I was wondering if it would be alright if I used your pool during the day while you’re at work, just until school starts up”. I told her that I had a problem with her being here by herself and she said “What if Anna comes over to”? I said “Have your mom and dad call me and let me know they are good with it and I’ll say yes”. She said” Great” and then turned and ran off across the field toward her house.

Her dad called that evening and said he was sorry if CJ had bothered me but I told him it was no problem, I was gone all day but I wanted to make sure he knew where they were and that I was ok with it. He said thank and he would let the girls know.
By the time I got home the only way I knew they had been there was the chairs and table had been moved to give them room to lie in the sun. We shut down early on Friday and I got home about 2pm. I put my motorcycle in the carport and walked thru the house and looked out on the deck. There were two girls laying on the deck in bikinis, very small ones at that, facing towards the house. I slid the back door open and said “Afternoon ladies. Are you enjoying yourselves?” They both rose up to say yes. That’s when I noticed neither one had their top tied. CJ’s breasts looked like they would be two hand fulls and Anna’s looked to be about one and a half hands. Both of them had little t-back bottoms on that disappeared as soon as they got to their crack and covered none of their ass cheeks. With their golden tans they look perfect.
Anna said “Can I use your Bathroom”? I said “Sure come on in. She laid back down to tie her top and I went back in to my bedroom to change. I put on a t-shirt and shorts and went out ad satin my recliner in the living room. Just then Anna came out of the bathroom and I saw her bikini for the first time. The top was two triangles that barely covered her areolas and the material was so thin you could see the dark circles thru them and her nipples poked out like a stack of dimes under the cloth. The bottom was pulled up into her slit and almost didn’t cover her lips. Again the thin material revealed there was no hair underneath.

She walked right up to the side of my recliner with her pussy at my eye level, smiled and said “Do you like my suit”? I said “Yes, what there is of it. What do your folks think of it”? She replied “Oh they don’t know we have them. We only wear them over here to tan”. Then she turned and went outside. I watched those two ass cheeks shake all the way out the door and never saw the cloth between them.
CJ came in a few minutes later and what a vision. The bikini she was wearing was the same color and size as the one Anna was wearing but with her larger breasts the areoles were larger than the material and were exposed on both sides. Her nipples were almost as large as the triangle. The bottom barely covered her lips and was not pulled inside like Anna’s was. When she came out of the bathroom her nipples looked larger like she had been playing with then and the bottom was pulled into her slit, exposing her lips. She walked up to my chair standing where her pussy with the exposed lips was at my eye level and said “Can I ask another favor”/ I said “Anything”. She said “We have a couple of girl friends that would like to come over and tan with us. Is that ok?”. I said “Sure, the more the merrier”. She said “I’ll let them know” and headed out the door. Before I could compose myself and get the tent down in my shorts, CJ and Anna had gathered up their stuff and were headed home. I headed for the shower and a beat off session that topped any in recent memory.

The week seemed to drag by I worked late Monday thru Thursday but at lunch Friday I told my boss I didn’t fell good and went home. I parked my bike and ran in the house. When I looked out on the deck, no one was there. Damn I thought I missed them. Then I looked up and saw four figures coming across the field. Soon I recognized CJ and Anna but I did know who the two girls with them were. As they got closer I could see they were all wearing bikinis. Three of them were the same as the ones Anna and CJ had been wearing before but the forth girl was wearing a different, I guess bigger style. When they got to the deck CJ introduce them. The smaller of the two, she was the same height as CJ, was Alissa she was a senior at the high school with CJ and Anna. She had Blonde hair, an athletic build and her breasts were a little smaller than Anna’s, maybe one big handful each. Still very nice though.

The other girl was the one that caught my eye though. CJ introduced here as Amanda. She was Alissa’s older sister. She was 21, 5’9’ tall and had flaming red hair. Up close I could see why she was wearing a regular bikini. The ones the other girls were wearing would have looked like big polka dots on her breasts. They had to be at least2 ½ hands full each with no sag and areoles that that were 3’ across and nipples that looked like a stack of nickels. The suit may have been a little larger but the material was just as thin. You could easily tell she and her sister were clean shaven. At this point my dick was hard in my jeans and needed some relief so I excused myself and said I was going to get out of my work clothes. I went into my bedroom and closed the door. I got naked quick and grabbed a tube of lube. Five minutes later I shot a load that matched the one from being teased last Friday. Little did I know it was not over.
I put on some baggy shorts and a tee shirt and went back out to the living room to sit down. Just then Amanda came in from outside with her arms up pulling her wet hair back. This thrust out her breast and pulled the wet material tight over them. I didn’t see any scars so I figured they must be naturals. I was still admiring her breasts and her fabulous camel toe when she looked down and caught me staring. She smiled and said “See anything you like”? All I could say was “Heaven”. She giggled and went into the bathroom. When she came out she sat down on a couch across from me and said “I’m sorry about your wife. The girls told me about you and talked me into coming out here to help tease you out of you unhappiness. I will understand if you want us to leave and I’ll take care of the girls”. I said that’s ok. I was just start enjoying the show. Just don’t let them talk you into to much. They can be pretty persuasive. She laughed and said “Ok” and went back outside.

About a half an hour later I stepped out on the deck to find four beautiful girls laying on the deck with their asses facing me, only one had any visible fabric over it. I said “I’m going to go grab a burger and come back. See you all when I return if you are still here”. As I turned to leave on of them said “Can we go with you”. I said “Don’t you think you should check with your folks”? CJ said “They went down to the valley and won’t be back until Monday so let’s go”. They all jumped up and headed my way. I asked if they were going to put some more clothes on and someone said nope we’re good. I looked at Amanda and she just shrugged.

Everyone piled into my crew cab pickup and off we went. Amanda was in the front with me and the other three were in the back seat. As we headed down the road there was a lot of whispering and giggling in the back seat and Amanda caught me looking at her tits and crotch a couple of times but just smiled. It’s fifteen to twenty miles from my place to food, just to give you an idea how long this went on.
We finally got to the drive thru order speaker and I asked if anyone wanted anything. It seemed to take forever for them to order but finally he said pull around to the window. I pulled up to the window and waited for the guy to bring our food. He showed up with 5 bags and when he opened his widow he just stared. I know the bikinis were small but staring? I started to turn around a say something and there sat Amanda topless holding four tops in her hand. I looked in the back seat and the other three were sitting there topless and they started giggling. I looked at the guy in the window and he was standing there with a big grin on his face. I decided to go along with the girls and “So you girls think that’s cute? Well you can just stay topless until we get back home”. They started laughing and giggling again so I said “Keep it up and you loose the bottoms to”. They didn’t stop so I said “Get’em off now”. To my surprise I was suddenly bombarded by bikini bottoms including Amanda’s. I grabbed them up and threw them on the dash. I looked at the guy in the window and he was standing there with our food in his hands and his mouth open. I started to pay him but he just grinned and said “That’s ok this is on me”. CJ was sitting behind me and asked me to pull up a little. She leaned out of the window far enough to take his hand and place it on her breast, smile and say thank you. As I drove away the girls were laughing hysterically and saying they wanted to do that again.

I gave them their tops and bottoms back but when I got back home they were still naked. When we got out of the truck, they said there was no point in getting dressed since I had seen it all anyway.
We sat on the deck eating burgers and fries and watching the sun go down. I asked what time they had to go home and they said since their parents were out of town it didn’t matter. Alissa said she was spending the weekend with CJ and Anna. I looked at Amanda and she said she was off until Monday.

It was starting to get dark so I got up to turn on the pool and deck lights. Amanda said with a wicked grin “How come we’re all naked and he has all his clothes on?” I’m standing there trying to think of something to say and suddenly I have all four of them on me and I fall down. Next thing I know after a valiant struggle (ya sure) my clothes are gone, my dick is hard and I still have four naked women on top of me. I feel a hand on my dick and someone says it seven inches girls then I feel a tongue licking it followed by a mouth sucking on it. Just as I start to say something one of them plant their pussy on my face. What’s a guy to do but make the best of a situation? I stuck my tongue up as far as I could and I licked lips and sucked in a clit every time it got near. Now I feel a mouth on my balls. Three accounted for. All I wanted right now was to get my arms free so I could get a hold of the pussy on my face and give it the tongue lashing it deserved. Pressure was building in my groin and when I could stand it no more cum erupted form my dick as the mouth on it pushed all the way down on it. I could fell the throat milking my dick dry. I moaned into the pussy on my face as it orgasmed and flooded my mouth with juices. The pussy on my face rose up and I saw that it was Alissa. CJ had my dick down her throat and Anna had a mouth full of my balls. Amanda had been holding my arms so I was immobile.
CJ pulled her mouth from my dick with a pop and said “Yummy”. Anna let my balls fall from her mouth and said” You were supposed to save me some”. CJ said” Maybe next time little sister”. Alissa, CJ and Anna all laughed and took off for the pool.
I had just licked an 18 year old pussy to orgasm, shot a load of cum down the throat of a 17 year old all while having my balls sucked by a 15 year old. This must be what heaven is.

I was brought out of my bliss by Amanda’s voice saying “Now it’s my turn”. She leaned down and gave me a long lingering kiss on the lips. She released my arms and moved down to kiss and lick my nipples. This brought her large breasts over my mouth. I grabbed them and began rubbing them and pinching the nipples. Once they got hard I raised my head and sucked the left one into my mouth and felt her shudder. When I switched to the right one and gave it a nibble as I sucked on it she moaned softly. This continued for several minutes until she moved so she could run her tongue across the head of my dick.
This gave me the most incredible view. I was looking at her wet slit and puckered asshole with the moon as a backdrop. The sun had gone down and I was tackled before I could turn the lights on. Now her moon and the real moon were both up and what wonderful sight it was.

Suddenly she placed her mouth on my dick and swallowed it all the way down to my pubes. I grabbed both her ass cheeks and buried my tongue in her slit. Her musky sweet juices tasted like honey. She had my dick bury down her throat so long I started to wonder it she was ok. Just as I bit softly on her clit she pulled up off of my dick, took a deep breath and plunged my dick back down her throat. I bit down again and I felt her throat pulse as she tried to scream around my dick. As her orgasm flooded my mouth and face with her delicious juices.
She pulled her mouth off my dick and laid her head on my leg and placed a hand on my hard dick. I stopped nibbling on her clit and licked my way thru her pussy lips to the bottom of her slit. She was still giving little shudders and moans as I did. As she softly stroked my dick I circle her tight little asshole with my tongue. I heard her say softly”oh, god”. It pushed my tongue into her opening and I felt it pulse like it was trying to pull me in. She pushed her ass back against my tongue and yelled “fuck my ass” as her juices once again flooded out.

Suddenly lights came on and I heard a voice saying “Are you alright?”
I opened my eyes and there stood CJ, Anna and Alissa soaking wet with worried looks on their faces. I pulled my tongue for Amanda’s ass and she rolled off taking deep breathes. When she caught her breath she said “I have never had two orgasms that close together or as hard as the last one.”

As they stood there giggling I realized I was laying on my back with pussy juice on my face, Amanda’s hand still on my dick and three naked teenagers looking down at me. I said “I need to get up and clean my face off”. Amanda gave my dick a squeeze and said looks like you’re up to me.” Anna said” I’ll take care of you face” as she laid down beside me and began kissing my face and licking Amanda’s juices off me.
After a minute or so Amanda said “that’s enough, I’m not finished yet”. She gave my dick a couple more strokes and said “lets go inside and get comfortable.” I was comfortable as hell but I was taught not to argue with a lady, let alone four naked ones.

I have never written anything before. Constuctive critisism is welcomed. I have more chapter swirling around in my head if this is any good.

My Craigslist Gangbang

01 Thursday Mar 2018

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A teen toys with online fantasy and considers what it’d be like to have it cross over into real life, falling prey to an experienced Craigslist user.

I’d been chatting to older guys on AFF for a while, letting them talk filth to me and tell me what they’d do to me if I met them. I’d always kept it just chat and told myself I could keep it harmless. They seemed fascinated about thinking of me and I started sending them photos to tease them. I’m short, petite and 18, all of which drove these middle-aged men wild and I was always inundated with messages when I went onto the chat.

Over time I started to seek out porn of some of the things they were describing and started to get curious about some of the more extreme things. I found myself watching gangbangs and staring at so many hard cocks and wondering how she felt surrounded by them.

I found myself searching other sites for dirty old men and just seeing what they would say they wanted to do to me. That’s when I met Chris on craigslist. He wasn’t like the others, as he could form a complete sentence and I didn’t immediately receive a dick pic. We started exchanging emails and he would construct detailed fantasy scenarios that had me hooked.

Chris realised early on that I’d a curiosity for group sex and gangbangs, and repeatedly the scenarios he described were multiple guys and just me. It started to sink into my mind more and more, and it became harder and harder to get excited about just one guy.

Chris was older, late thirties he said, and I suspect that I wasn’t the first young girl he had groomed to agree to meet him. He suggested that he could organise a group of his friends, not too many, and I could live out one of the fantasies he had described. I was scared, but by this point the idea had sunk into my mind that I was almost more worried I wouldn’t know how to arrange one and I’d never try it.

I replied that I’d consider it but would need to know more. Chris wrote back with a scenario that seemed perfect, and he explained how safe I would be with him there throughout. I agreed to do it.

He gave me a date and directions to the place he had booked. He explained that he would have four friends meet us there and my limits would be respected. I was nervous, very nervous, but agreed and spent most of the next week swinging wildly from being more excited than I could remember to being so nervous I felt ill.

I arrived at the time Chris had told me to get there and he answered the door. The place was a really fancy looking old townhouse but it was split into individual hotel suites. Chris led me through the grand entrance hall and into his suite. Right by the door was a bedroom which he led me into and told me the living room was just down the hall, and that was where the guys were waiting. I was to get myself ready, strip naked, and come join them when I was ready.

Suddenly I was alone staring at the bed and wondering what I was doing. I could hear the sound of guys in the other room laughing and I wondered if they were talking about me. I put my bag down and sat on the bed, telling myself to pull myself together and to relax and enjoy myself. I slipped off my shoes and stood up. I pulled off my t-shirt and undid my jeans. I folded these and placed my socks on my trainers and turned to face the full height mirror on the opposite wall.

I ran my hands over my bra and down over my flat stomach, round to my perky round ass and grabbed it in both hands. Looking myself in the eye I told myself that this is what I want to do, and I may never get another chance. I undo my bra and drop it to the floor and slip my fingers inside each side of the waist band of my thong and I freeze again. I hear their voices and a though flashes across my mind, can I do this?

I take a deep breath and push, letting my thong slide down my legs to the floor and I step out of them. I stare at the naked girl in the mirror and try to picture her as one of the girls from the porn I’d masturbated to. I look around the room and realise I’ve run out of things to do to prepare myself, time to go see the guys.

I hesitate at the door, with my hand on the handle, and the silliest thought crosses my mind. I should pick up my bra and thong and put them with my other clothes. I put that thought out of my mind as something my parents would want me to do and open the door. Chris hears the door opening and calls the guys to silence. I can see him standing naked and erect in the living room at the end of the hall. I can’t see anyone else, but he beckons me to come forward and into the room.

I slowly start to step forward, and I’m very aware of Chris staring at my naked body. I’m looking at Chris and trying to slow my heart rate as I’m so scared and so turned on being stared at like this. I’m several steps into the room before I become aware of my surroundings. I’m in a large and very light living room. There are two couches and a bare mattress on the floor in the centre of the room. And eight very naked older men staring at me and stroking their cocks.

I panic, I’ve lost my bottle and I just can’t do this. I turn and run back to the bedroom. Chris followed me, and as I bend down to grab my underwear off the floor, he comes up behind me and gabs me. I’m flung onto the bed and I’m in shock. Chris uses this momentary pause from me to climb on top of me using his body weight to pin me face down on the bed. My head is facing the door and I can see the other guys enter the room.

Chris tells them that they’ll just “fuck her in here” and I feel his cock press against my ass. I start to ask Chris what he’s doing and he tells me that this is what I wanted and to just relax. With that he pushes his cock into my ass to the cheers of his friends. I don’t try to fight him, I just let him do it as I watch the group of guys wank their cocks staring at me. I’m getting turned on realising I really am in one of the porn films I’d watched, and that the sight of guys wanking was what she must have seen.

Chris rolls onto his back, carrying me on top of him and manages to keep his cock in my ass. He grabs my hips and starts to build a rhythm to his ass fucking of me. My view shifts from the group to the mirror opposite the bed and the sight of my naked body on top of a hard cock. I open my legs to get a better view of this porn star in the mirror. I hear from behind me Chris saying to come on up, that he’s got her warmed up. I suddenly realise what he means as one guy walks into my view of the mirror and climbs onto the bed. Without a word he lines up and shoves his cock in my pussy, and I’m DPed for the first time ever.

I’m in part shock, and part ecstasy at feeling so full and the different strokes of Chris and my mystery sex partner. I feel the bed shifting as guys come closer and suddenly there are hands everywhere. My breasts are being grabbed and pawed by two different guys, and I have someone’s hands grabbing my ass. I’m just in a sea of sensations, feelings and can’t keep track of who is doing what to me where.

My head rolls back as I give into this assault of sex and I only become aware of the man squatting over my face when his cock presses against my lips. I’ve no resistance to what is happening to me, I’m becoming a porn star in my head, and I open my mouth. He immediately pushes his cock to the back of my mouth and starts pressing on to try to get into my throat. I’ve no will or strength to resist and he pushes past my gag and I hear some guys cheer somewhere but can’t focus enough to hear them properly.

I vaguely make out someone saying “airtight slut” but I’m too busy to care what that is. Chris is the first to cum, slamming as deep into me as he can I’m suddenly bereft of a cock in my mouth and I realise the mystery guy in my pussy is pulling me on top of him. I’m now staring directly at the mirror and can see the guy who had until seconds before been fucking my mouth kneel behind me and then feel him shove his cock balls deep into my ass. He compliments Chris for getting me loosened up and starts to go for it, really fucking me hard. I’m fixated on the look on his face in the mirror. This looks exactly like a porn film. Suddenly my view is blocked as a cock is shoved in my face. I’m not thinking like myself and I take him in my mouth without even knowing who it is. I’m shocked by the taste and look up to see Chris staring down at me. As I look up I hear a voice saying “ass to mouth, what a slut”.

I finish cleaning his cock and he’s about to be replaced by another when I can tell from the quickening pace behind me that I’m about to make two strangers cum. I get to watch in the mirror as the porn scene gets a synchronised cum. The change in pace and rhythm, combined with the live porn film in my view, makes me cum which tips first the stranger in my ass and then the stranger in my pussy to cum, which makes me cum again and again.

I’m barely aware of the guy behind me pulling out as my head is swimming from my first multiple orgasm. I’m flung off the guy I’d been on top of and lay there dazed and wondering what was next. I start to become more aware of the room and realise Chris has noticed my fixed gaze at the mirror. He’s choreographing the next guys and I’m told to “hop on” by the overweight white haired guy laying next to me. I consider looking to Chris as I thought they were all going to be his age, but decide to just do as I’m told.

I climb on top of him and sit myself on his cock, with my hands on his belly for stabilisation. I’m pushed forward by someone and I look in the mirror and see another old man getting into position behind me. I quickly forget about their age as their cock start to take me back to that porn star mindset. I feel myself pressed against his belly and a part of me is disgusted, while another is equally turned on by how slutty this is. I feel a belly slap against my ass as I’m fucked and then my view is blocked again. Another old man is standing in front of me, holding his belly up and out of the way so I can see his cock nestling in a forest of white pubes. He takes his other hand and grabs my head and shoves his cock in my mouth.

My nose is being buried in his white pubes and his belly is resting on my forehead, but with his hand behind my head he is fucking my mouth like a man half his age. I can better hear the guys taking, and I’m being described in very degrading ways, slut and whore are the nicest I hear, and I hear them discussing who will get to fuck my pussy next and who my ass, and who wants a blowjob as well. This goes on for hours, with the guys changing every so often as they cum, but I realise after a while that I haven’t seen or heard Chris since I cleaned his cock with my mouth.

Eventually the guys are starting to run out of cum, most having used me at least twice, and I’ve got spunk all over me from head to knee. The room is quieter, with a couple of guys watching as I’m fucked by one last fat old man. He’s on top of me but hasn’t made eye contact and I don’t know his name, I just feel his fat belly slapping into me over and over. He pulls out and I kneel on the floor between the bed and the mirror as he stands over me and cums in my mouth. I look up at him and show him it in my mouth and he tells me to be a good girl and swallow. I look at myself in the mirror, seeing a naked, cum covered porn star and I swallow.

I look around and ask where Chris is. I’m told none of them know a Chris but if I mean the guy who organised the gangbang, then he left a while ago. I’m confused and I’m still on my knees watching the guys leave the room and then pass the room clothed and leaving the flat. I’m alone in the suite, and I start to hunt for my stuff. I realise my underwear is gone, and I text Chris. He texts back to ask if I had a good time, to which I ask who they were and where was he. He text back that he didn’t know who they were but he had another get together planned for next week.

Bling-Bling

04 Sunday Feb 2018

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I lifted her blouse over her head, and unloosened her bra. “I need to feel that monster now! Jami, I need you to fuk me like it’s no tomorrow. Like its the end of the fukking world.”she said looking at me with a powerful intensity in her eyes. Without thinking twice about it, She began peeling off my clothes and I eased onto the bed. Diamond was sucking eagerly on my neck. I lightly pinched her clitoris and she yelped,” Ewwww! Fuk, that felt good!” “I want that big buck in me right now!. she quivered. I stood up on both feet–butt assed naked with my eighth wonder rising like the morning sun. “Will this fit you properly?” I asked. “Fuk yeah! She said biting her lower lip with evil lust. She fell onto her knees on the side of the bed and …

I was 70 plus miles away from Sacramento, in the Bay Area. My home sweet home. I had just gotten out of a very stressful relationship, and I really needed some “me time”, some time just for me– somewhere far away. I no longer cared for doing the relationship thing anymore. I was sickened, disgusted and burnt the fuk out! I had come to the conclusion that–the shyt just wasn’t for me.

It was a friday night, everybody was gathered at the sideshow. It was exciting. The whole red light district was crowded, with everything from Oldschool mob chevy’s, Box Chev’s, Cutlass Supremes, 76′ Coug-nuts, Mercedes-Benzs and every luxury vehicle you could name. All of them were pimped out with thick candy-coated paint jobs, Lamborghini doors, and chromed out rims.

Honey’s were out campaigning in full force. Most were dressed provocatively in short booty-hugging skirts with expensive hair, toe and nail jobs. Now don’t get me wrong, they all were super sexy–but there was one who stolen my attention away from everyone else.

She was only 5′ foot 6 inches tall.

She wore a cream colored cashmere scarf with a deep wine colored blouse, she was rocking the shyt out of a long white— silky Chanel skirt, along with a pair of burgundy four inch heel Jimmy Choo’s. She was INCREDIBLE! And oh yeah! She was HOT! Really fukking hot. She wore her hair pulled up, exposing the most sexiest caramel-colored skin that no imagination could even begin to think of.

Around her neck hung a thin silver necklace with a tiny pink crystal teardrop pendant, that seemed to snuggle comfortably between her juicy 34D sized breast.

She looked over at me with these sexy Medusa-type come fuk me eyes, because as soon as she did -my dick turned into solid stone. I succumbed–I couldn’t resist. I had to obey. I walked over to her displaying my charming smile.

“Hi. I’m Jami.” I said to her. “Hello. Nice to meet you Johnny.” She replied.

“No! Jah-me. Its Jami” I grinned.

“Oh shoot! Jami.” she said, slapping her hand over her mouth with a sweet girlie chuckle.

“Thats really unique. I never known a male name to be so attractive.” She extended her hand and said, “I’m Diamond.”

“Then it must be true!” I hinted.

“What’s true?” She asked taking the bait.

“The name Diamond. Because there isn’t a person, place, nor thing around here-that can outshine you.” I said sincerity and with conviction as I grabbed and held her hand.

She giggled. ” Thanks! You are really, really sweet.” She said looking bashfully at her pedicured feet.

“How do you know? I don’t recall myself allowing you taste anything.” I flirted in a smooth and mellow voice.

At that moment, the odor in the air had gotten too intense to breath, because of the heavy tire smoke. A youngsta in lion-yellow colored Mustang was spinning the rear end of his car, in a tight donut pattern on the asphalt. The rear end of his vehicle was spinning around, and around; whipping up a prodigious cloud of white smoke.

There was a second vehicle doing fish tails while another was spinning his tires- burning rubber while sitting still in one place. He then eased off the brakes; smoking up the parking lot and ultimatelybegan swinging his vehicle into a figure eight motion.

The teens went wild, cheering for him and toasting eachother with Siroc.

Weed smoke was every where.

Diamond looked at me and pulled me in closer to her and said, “Jami, I don’t want to be here. I wanna go. Can you take me somewhere?”

I nodded. “I live by near by the Square in downtown. Thats where I wanna be.” she informed.

“Sure. No worries.” I said.

“Let’s go! I’m parked over here.” I said pointing to my car.

I was driving a four-door silver 2016 Jaquar XE with black racing stripes.

Her place sounded a whole lot better than inhaling burnt tires around a lot of wild and excited teenagers.

She gave me the address, which I immediately locked into the GPS. We talked the 15 minutes it took to get to her place. We finally pulled up in front of her house. It was nice. The view overlooked the San Fransisco Bay. You could smell the ocean scent and see the lights coming from the Golden Gate Bridge.

The city skyline looked amazing! It was eye candy, just like Diamond.

“Jami here goes my house key. Would you mind going inside and taking a look around for me. My ex-boyfriend has been having some issues about letting go. I don’t think he would break in–but I just don’t feel comfortable going in there alone. Would you mind staying inside with me for a little while?” She pleaded.

“Is he with the shyt!? I don’t need no j-cat tryna get tough with me right now-I got enuff food on my plate.” I said in a serious tone.

“Hell no! You a man and that fool is a wienie. He only gets hot-headed with females. Hell no-He’s a poodle! That coward ain’t going to do shyt.” she said her voice filled with contempt.

I laughed at her comment, and grabbed her by the hand and set it on the belt loop of the rear of my jeans.

“Come on baby.” I said and led the way inside.

After conducting a thorough search of all the rooms, and checking behind the premises– she seemed to feel a lot more secure. She looked at me with this lingering question in her eyes. I took hold of her hands, and placed them gently into mines. I stared deeply into her amber eyes.

“What other services would you like for me to do?” I asked.

“I want you to stay, Jami. I feel really comfortable and safe with you. I just need you to be here with me.” she coo’ed.

I pulled her body in closely to me. I slipped my tongue into her mouth. She pulled back and looked at me with mock indignation. Then rammed her tongue inside my mouth, kissing me back ferociously. After a few minutes of tongue war, she grabbed the front of my pants and yanked me into her bedroom.

“Jami, I need to feel a big dick. I want you to rupture my fukking insides.” she said with a heaviness in her voice.

She walked over to the bed stand and grabbed a remote. She pushed a button that dimmed the lights in the room and suddenly, the sound of soft jazz infiltrated our atmosphere. She reached into a drawer and pulled out a prescription bottle full of green leaf.

“Show me your blunt, and I’ll show you mines.”she said wiggling her eyebrows.

We both laughed. She took out a cigar and surgically split it down the middle using her thumb nails. Filled it and twisted it evenly.

She then lit the stick. Inhaled deeply and began coughing uncontrollably.I grabbed the stick away from her and took a long drag of it myself, and set it down in the ashtray by the bed. I leaned my body into hers. I reached my hands in back of her and cupped her voluptuous ass in my hands and squeezed them tightly. Imagining my dick was already planted between her sweet soft cheeks.

I lifted her blouse over her head, and unloosened her bra.

“I need to feel that monster now! Jami, I need you to fuk me like it’s no tomorrow. Like its the end of the fukking world.”she said looking at me with a powerful intensity in her eyes.

Without thinking twice about it, She began peeling off my clothes and I eased onto the bed. Diamond was sucking eagerly on my neck.

I lightly pinched her clitoris and she yelped,” Ewwww! Fuk, that felt good!” “I want that big buck in me right now!. she quivered.

I stood up on both feet–butt assed naked with my eighth wonder rising like the morning sun. “Will this fit you properly?” I asked.

“Fuk yeah! She said biting her lower lip with evil lust.

She fell onto her knees on the side of the bed and immediately slapped her mouth over my dick making slurping sounds, as if she was sucking a “Missile popsicle”. She was jotting her head backwards and forwards. She was sucking me violently. It was as if my dick was made of the same ingredients as a grape-flavored tootie roll pop.

“Damn Jami! Mmm–Mmmm–mmm.

This is some sweet…MMm…ass dick, baby,Mmm.

Fuk yes I said you was sweet damn it.

MMMmm. And Mmmm… I knew I was right.” she said sucking and smacking on it loudly between her words. “Jami, you have to fuk me good.” she commanded.

Diamond laid backward across the bed. The moisture on her shaven pussy glistened in the dim room light. It made her pussy twinkle. Sort of like her name–Diamond.

Oh fuk! I was going to enjoy this woman all night.

“Come and fuk inside my mouth!” she demanded.

She was rubbing her pussy like she was trying to start a camp fire between her legs. She sure succeeded in to that, because she was burning with sexual heat. I grabbed her wet hand, slid her fingers in to my mouth, and slowly sucked the juices off.

“Ewww Shyt! That turns me the fuk on!” she said.

I spread her lips apart and darted my tongue inside her flesh.

“Ahh. Ahh. Eww yeah. Oh shyt. I’m gonna nutt.” She said. Her pussy began to constrict as a guttural like scream escaped from her throat.

“Yeaaaah! Ewwwwwww shyt!” “Ew baby I need that burrito stuffed in me right now! Punish this shyt, Jami.” She commanded.

“Okay! Here comes the bride.” I warned.

I walked behind her and seared my hot lead into her fuk hole.

“Oh Jami, hold it!

Shyt! It freaking hurrrts-fuk it!

Drive it in. Fuk it. FUK me!.

Oooohhhhh whew-hahh-whew-whew- fuk yes!

You BIG– donkey dick–MUTHA FUKKA!” She blurted out.

I could feel her pussy squeezing tightly like a Boa constrictor around my dick, I could barely pull back. Her pussy was so tight she felt like virgin. I was drilling this dick into her ruthlessly without any remorse. I was in her as deep her pussy would go. I yanked her hair, and began burrowing myself into her deeper, faster, deeper, harder, and faster.

Making her ass cheeks sound like a thousand face slaps, as I buried my dick into her fiery cave. Yanking her head back by her hair every time thrusted into her. My spear was driving deeply into her flesh. I took my other hand and I slapped her ass cheeks harder!

‘WA-TISH!’

“Aaaaahhhhh!”she screamed. “Ewwww! You–You–sweet dick mutha fukka!” She shouted.

When she came it felt like the room shook!

“I going to fuk all the wind out of you.” I said preparing her for the moments next to come.

I pulled my horn out her swollen pussy and turned her over so I could swallow some more of her fresh pussy down my throat. I licked her pussy like a cat licking a bowl of milk. She shoved my face hard into her sugary pussy and it tasted like raw honey was in my mouth. She pushed my face even harder into her.

“Sop it up daddy! Ewww! Fukking hell yeah! Sop those biscuits daddy! Ssswheeew! Sizzz.” she sang.

I must have sucked her pussy it was Jello. I was licking her cunt like it was “Cream O’ Wheat”.

“Mmm baby! You got some candy.” I purred. Oh Jami, Jami, Jah-meeeeee! Don’t stop. Lick it up, baby!” her voice lifted.

“Sizzz! Eww, that feels great!” she crooned. ” Oh yeah!” I said darting my tongue in and out her intoxicating flesh.

I stopped. She lifted her head up and looked at me in a daze. I grabbed her hair and dragged her over to the edge of the bed and popped my dick in her throat. I grabbed her head with both hands and started pumping into her mouth slowly but forcefully. With each thrust I could feel her warm tongue stroking vein underneath my dick.

“Ohhh, fuk Diamond. Your mouth is on bling! Suck it! Oh FUk! Suck–my diiiiick” I said as strolled my dick over her tongue. “Now its desert time. I want your ass sticking up and your face down.”I demanded. I watched my dick slowly disappear into her good stuff.

Her head was buried into the pillow. I began pumping dick in and out of her, going back and forth like a Lumber’s saw. While I was destroying her pussy with my casual weapon, my thumb was now pressing into her ass hole. I sunk it in when I pulled it out, it made a sexy ‘smack’ sound. “Oh fuk yea. Do it. Crack my ass open.” She said in horny voice.

I pulled my dick out deliberately and slowly. Her pussy was so wet it sounded like someone smacked on a piece candy.

“SMACK”

I held my dick in my right hand began beating it like a drum in the palm of my left. I circled around Diamond like a lioness circling her prey. Her eyes followed the sound of my dick slapping against the palm of my hand. Then finally, I stopped and stood behind her still. Her body quivering with anticipation. It was drenched with sweat and so was mines. When I slid inside her ass it was so fukking wet it easy getting in.

“Damn iiit. Ohhh I’m fukking in love with this dick.” She said as her body collapsed over the bed. Her body stretched flat-out on the bed, making her ass hole grip me tighter. “Damn you are fukking punishing me!. she cried. “Damn your asshole feels like a fist around my dick!

“Ahhh yeah! Fuk, this ass is gorgeous!” Her asshole felt so good. I began to loose control and was speeding up. Her love hole was burning hot. Inner and out her, faster, harder, sinking deeper, and jabbing faster. My eyes began to roll back as I shuddered and poured my milk into her cavity.

Then suddenly, we heard hands clapping in the background ,coming from the other side of the room. “Bravo! Whoo hoo! Bravo!”
We looked back around and there was a shadowy figure sitting in the chair at the corner of the room, smoking on a bud stick.
I looked in the ash tray. The blunt was missing.
Her ex-boyfriend.
“Mutha fukka!”

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…

Him:

I’ve been going to yoga class for a while now. I enjoy it, it’s a nice way to finish a weightlifting session: plus there are some great views in that class. There’s this one girl I had a bit of a thing with a while ago.

Her name was Rowanna but I never found that out until after we’d had sex. She’s most of reason I joined the class, I used to leave the gym at about eight, right as she would go into the studio. I’d faff around tying my shoelace or looking for something in my bag as long as I could outside those glass doors but I didn’t want to look weird so I eventually signed myself up. She was a young girl, just about eighteen. Her blonde hair sat on her shoulders and stopped just above her round, heavy breasts. She had a tiny waist on her petite frame, wide hips, slender arms & legs but most notably: a mesmerising arse. A proper bubble butt, full in all the right places: almost as though it were begging to be spanked and in yoga pants. Well, it’s a wonder the other men in the room could miss it.

I came in for my first session in early January, the gym was still busy with a rush of new years resolutioners. Amongst the crowds of people moving up and down I spotted and followed her down to the studio. I made sure I set up my mat right behind hers so I got the best possible view. She didn’t talk to me right away, but at one point she corrected my position like an instructor would. She mentioned that she coached somewhere else and informed me of the dangers of imprinting my spine. She must have only touched my chest for a millisecond but that’s all it took for my heart to start pounding. She was stunning up close too, a real natural beauty, I noticed she wore no makeup and that she had a spattering of freckles across her nose. Mostly I noticed the way her tits spilled forward in her vest, threatening to come free.

Nothing really happened for a couple of weeks, but by March things had really started kicking off. After a class, she invited me for coffee so we walked together to the little ground floor coffee shop at the gym. She ordered a peppermint tea and I had a latte. We sat down opposite each other in a corner of the room; we sipped our drinks and chatted. The next week she told me that she was going on a date and asked me, if I didn’t mind, if I’d help her get ready. I thought this was a little weird at first but I liked the idea of helping her in general so I went along with it. I followed her into the unisex changing rooms after class.

Her:

So I’m in the shower, and I’m sweaty as hell from class, so I’m just trying to cool myself down and wash off. I like my showers hot, the water is cascading down my curves, the water reflecting in the neon strip lights. I was looking forward to my date but I had to admit, I liked the idea of being with him a little more. I still didn’t know his name at this point, I just referred to him as ‘yoga boy’. I reached down and picked up a bar of soap, my ass exposed for a few seconds, my butt almost perfectly round and voluptuous. At least a handful, if not two-so I’ve been told. At that moment, I hear the door to the shower open and a rush of cold air flood in. I’m suddenly aware of someone behind me. I’m a little apprehensive at first, but then I think of all the times I’ve watched yoga boy’s arm muscles tensing and untensing in the mirror and thought of how strong he must be. I slowly stood up and his hands reached around my front and cupped my tits. He massaged them gently. Then spun me round to look at me. After staring at them for a few moments he took my nipple in his mouth and started to suck it, interspersed with little bites and licks. Then he knelt down in front of me. Lifted one leg up, placed my foot on the handrail and buried his face into my shaven pussy. He was licking my clit vigorously and by this point I’d gained a whole new layer of sweat to wash off.

I was moaning loudly: my moans echoing round the otherwise empty changing room. His mouth filled with my warm, salty, pussy juices and he lapped them up gratefully. I was having to hold on to the top of the shower cubicle walls to keep myself from falling; there was very little blood in my head at this point.

I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm; he began to finger me. One finger at first, then two, and finally three, gliding in and out of me, rhythmically in sync with his tongue. I couldn’t take it anymore and I practically erupted; my pussy clenching tight around his fingers. My face contorted in utter bliss. I didn’t have long to contemplate this before he bent me over. Moving back round to behind me, the man began to work at my anus with his tongue. Cum still running down my inner thighs he touched my clit as he went, it was so sensitive at this point that even the slightest brush made me shudder and moan. He swirled his tongue round my ass, probing into it with his tongue. Then he put a finger in me, moving it in and out of me as he practically handed me his cock to wank.

One finger became two and two became the tip of his penis. Gently, he pushed his way in as my tight ass stretched to accommodate him. Inch by inch he moved completely inside me, I shuddered again as he started back at rubbing my clit. He pumped his thick cock in and out of me as the hot water beat down on my back, my face and chest pressed into the cold tiles. The room had begun filling with steam. He watched, holding an ass cheek in both hands as my sphincter widened and tightened rhythmically. His hands found my tits once more and he squeezed the nipples and caressed all of my large breasts, then he moved his attention back to my pussy, he shoved three fingers straight up there and I felt so full, so full of him.

It was so fucking hot; his fingers pumped my pussy as his dick pumped my ass. I loved the way he felt in there, thick and powerful, each thrust seeming to gain momentum on the last. I moaned, high pitched and breathless, never having been pleasured like this before in my life. Around his fingers he felt me get wetter and wetter, I was nearing a second orgasm. Once again I tightened around his fingers and he felt a flood of juices rush down his hand. I knew he was getting close, he gripped my ass tighter and thrust into me slowly and powerfully. Suddenly I felt his dick pause, pulsate a little, then the next thing I knew there was floods of hot cum flowing into me. My ass milked his cock; it seemed to be endlessly squirting. I panted: hard. As he pulled out, he stepped back a little, admiring his cum dripping out of my widened ass hole. He bent down, kissed my ass cheek and walked away. Leaving me trembling and hot, I fell to my knees in the shower cubicle and switched the water to cold.

I got out a few minutes later and found a scrawled note on a piece of paper which read “My name is Oliver, this is my number:”

He’d left, and he hadn’t even helped me get ready.

Him:

I couldn’t hang around after that, it was incredible but she had a date to get to and if it were up to me I’d never have left that shower cubicle. After that fateful evening it became a regular occurrence: yoga and sex. Not the worst way to spend a Tuesday evening.

Never judge a book by its cover

04 Sunday Feb 2018

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It all started at a party with my friend Eli and his better side. I wasn’t really having the best of time, since I knew no one there. I was able to make due since my other good friend Jack Daniels kept me company. Eagerness to go must have shown because Eli and Janet came and asked if I was ready to leave. Janet asked if I could give her friend Sophie a ride with me, since they weren’t going home right away and they were her ride. Me being me, I asked questions about this woman Sophie. Janet told me she was 38, which was 8 years older than I, and that she was a doctor. So that pretty much took all hopes of enjoying this woman’s company out the window. As I waited outside for the doctor I had become a taxi for this beautiful women with a dark completion, raven black hair, and curves that couldn’t be more perfect. As I stared at her we met eye contact, she yelled something but i was unable to hear her inside the car. Once the window was down I heard her say, “You must be Joseph.” Suddenly I realized this must be Sofie. I am, I said I’ll be your taxi for the evening jokingly.

She didn’t laugh, like she was used to being driven around. After we made each others acquaintance very quickly, she told me where she lived in a stern tone. She was definitely used to being the boss of people. Once arriving after the quiet drive she asked if id like to join her for coffee in her place. Now sober I took her up on the offer plus the sight of her was fine with me. Like looking at a model that was nice to look at but would never have anything to do with me. While sipping my coffee waiting for her to return downstairs, I heard the creak of the stairs. I looked up to tell her thank you and that I must get going, when I realized she only had on a silk robe with some kind of lacey undergarments on under it. As I sat there speechless she looked at me with a look, I could only describe as deviant, like she was reading my thoughts. She walked towards me, a case in one hand, and sat next to me at the belly bar with one leg in my lap. Her eyes met mine and she simply asked if I would like to stay for awhile. When I looked up from her perfect legs, my eyes met with hers. I knew she knew where my eyes came from, i could see it in her face. Not mad, but amused in a seductive manner that caused my arousal to peak.

I suddenly felt awkward from lack of conversation, and I sensed the same from her. She stood up and walked towards a bedroom, but before disappearing in the room her silk blouse fell to the floor, in my shock and excitement I sat a moment longer. That’s when I heard her stern voice say, “Joseph come join me, I apologize for my social lacking, but perhaps we may get to know each other a more intimate way. With my face clearly red from the rush of blood, I noticed she wasn’t looking at my face. What blood hadn’t rushed to my face had clearly rushed somewhere else. As she stared down, I couldn’t help but to become even stiffer. Especially the way she had that sexually deviant smile of satisfaction on her face. I had trouble pulling my pants off over this hard apparatus in my boxers. Then she stood up and firmly grabbed my manhood with her soft long fingers, reminding me of a vice grip hold. Slowly she walked me to the shower room pulling the way. Once inside she turned around and pointed to the shower and said you can wash up there. Baffled I put up no argument. Just as I was fully unclothed she laid down a towel on the floor, and demanded me down on all fours. Guessing she read my confusion she turned on some warm water and grabbed a red bag with a hose connected to it off the wall. At this time I had to ask what was going on, she replied I’m a doctor and I happen to be a clean freak. Now down on all fours, she demanded.

Even though I did not quite understand I obeyed, and I liked it. Once my rear was in the air, I heard water filling the bag. She then poured about half a bottle of mineral oil in with it. My new doctor then poured lube on my anus, and inserted the hose. I heard a click and she said relax, take deep breaths. It was just at that moment I felt a rush of warth flow through my body. As the bag emptied into me I noticed she had opened her case. Contained inside was a bag of white powder, a large syringe with no needle, and a small metal mixing bowl. With my stomach filling fuller and fuller, she began to mix the powder with water in the bowl. She then looked down at me with that smile that almost caused my fully erected manhood to burst. Then she said, use the restroom while I’m gone, her hand yanked the hose from my rear, Ill return when your clean. Standing from all fours as she left the room I barely made it in time. Once in the shower I kept wondering what was about to happen. As I stepped out the shower, there she stood in the sexiest lingerie I’d ever seen, in one hand she held the syringe full of her mixed solution. Before I could ask any questions she ordered me back on all fours. This time she wanted it done in the bedroom, I obeyed. As she stood behind me I felt the syringe slide in and the solution delivered. Suddenly this euphoric sensation rushed through my body, leaving my rectum numb and my erection now throbbed with pleasure harder than ever.

I rolled over to see Sofia’s gaze fixed on my erection pleased to see I couldn’t hold back my climax much longer. She poured her numbing solution, I now learned to be cocaine, over my hardened member, and said that should help you hold it a little longer. My mind now mad with lust, i barely heard her say my turn. When I looked over I saw the rear of a goddess, each hand spreading each cheek, to give me a clear view of her perfect anus winking at me. As if telling me its ready to receive the full load of the cocaine solution prepared in the syringe. I did as it told me ,and it definitely wanted it, all of it. We both now lay on the floor catching our breath as the drug fuels our lust more than ever. As she begins to stir I just lay there letting my cock throb harder and harder with my eyes closed. When I open my eyes I see that familiar heart shaped figure lowering down towards my face, I welcome it with kisses. As she fully sits of my face, my tongue quickly moves, all I hear is her screams of ecstasy. Suddenly the screams become muffled, as shed been gagged. It didn’t take long for me to realize she couldn’t scream anymore with my hard throbbing cock filling every inch in her warm mouth. While Sophia’s rear still sat above my face, her climax dripped from her lips to mine, running down my face.

With her feeling satisfied, all that she felt needed to be completed was me. Sensing her blush from her climaxing first she became determined through a lustful rage. As her lips pulled from the hardened shaft, spit dripping from her mouth, as she said i want it all in me. While I raised my head up, hers went to the floor, her rear end stayed as high as she could keep it, spreading her cheeks with her hands just showed how much she wanted me to have open access, to wherever I wanted. I looked down at that perfect round rear, and decided to check if the backdoor was open. With Sophias climax and her saliva still dripping from my throbbing member, with one slow thrust I found the backdoor was open. As Sophia pushed her rear back against me to ensure she got as much of me as she wanted, after a low moan she stopped. Realizing now she was completely full and stuffed she couldnt take no more. With no other choice she slowly slid off the full length of the shaft that had impaled her rear inch by inch all the way in. Only one last action was left that would satisfy her lust. She put her firm grip back around the base of my shaft and started pumping it. Warm lips wrapped around the tip of my shaft enjoying where it was her hands still pumping, her eyes looking up at mine determined to get whats hers. As I keep getting closer and closer to my climax, I suddenly feel something unfamiliar yet amazing. I look back down and there I see Sophias mouth full of my family jewels, while one hands fingers are now pushing on my prostate, while the other hand continues milk my shaft. Only now my climax has arrived, and Sophias lips quickly wrap back around the head of my shaft. Finally now that Sophia is full she is satisfied with her lust and mine.

Exploring Jennifer – Part 2

03 Saturday Feb 2018

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I couldn’t take it any more. I dragged her down and leapt on top of her. My cock slid strait back inside her. I laid on her, my full weight pushing her into the bed as I pumped into her pussy though her spread, opened legs. Her hands roamed my back as her nails start to find their mark. This just heightened my lust and want for her and I picked up my pace. I needed to be in her right inside her.

Jennifer lathered me up washing my balls and cock at the same time. I leant in and kissed her then let the shower wash the shower soap away.

Taking a squirt of shower gel and lathering it between my hands, I started to wash her all over. My hands ran over her breasts then down between her legs, rubbing her crevices and the valley of her ass.

“Oh fuck Martin that feels so nice.” she said

My fingers slid in her holes one then the other. The water washed over both our heads and I kissed her. Then strongly pinning her against the glass wall and finding her pussy I slid two fingers inside. I found her g-spot and rubbed it.

“Martin, Martin oh fuck Martin, fuck ohhh fuck!” she screamed as her body started to shake. I dropped to the floor and let my tongue rub over over her pussy – the water hitting my face as I licked her pussy good and strong.

“Oh fuck Martin that is so good sooo good! Fuck I could do this forever!” She said.

I continued to lick her clit as two fingers worded her fucked gash. Then I slid two soapy fingers into her ass and finger fucked her holes alternating between her ass and her pussy as I licked and sucked her bud.

Jennifer grabbed my head pulling my hair as she leaned back on the glass once again. Cumming she squatted opening her legs and allowing me to own her holes for my pleasure. Cumming strong and hard she enjoyed every minute of my fun.

Eventually I turned the shower off and got us both a towel.

Before I was dry Jennifer moved into the bedroom. I dried myself before following her. Jennifer was spread on the bed.

“Well come and get some if you want it.” she said as I reached her bed.

I lay next to her running my hands over my fresh body.

“Show me do you want it. Show me how you suck cock.” I said

“My pleasure,” she said with a smile.

She crawled onto her knees and kissed down my body licking away the occasional droplets of water left behind from the shower. Her wet hair  dragged across my body sending a tingling, teasing feeling through me.

“I want you Martin I want that cock hard again. Let me show you how clever I am.” she purred.

Her mouth found my cock and she started to suck it. Her hand cupped my jewels and she kneaded them pulling just slightly and rolled them in her hand.

“Oh Jennifer that is so nice. Suck it make it nice and hard.” I cajoled her.

“I love your cock I seriously do. It’s getting hard in my mouth – that’s so good Martin.” she mumbled as she spoke and sucked. Her teeth bit harder as she continued to work my hard cock.

I couldn’t take it any more. I dragged her down and leapt on top of her. My cock slid strait back inside her. I laid on her, my full weight pushing her into the bed as I pumped into her pussy though her spread, opened legs.

Her hands roamed my back as her nails start to find their mark. This just heightened my lust and want for her and I picked up my pace. I needed to be in her right inside her.

I slid her legs up on my arms and pinned them as far back as possible as I leant my full weight on her. Pinning her to the bed I shoved my cock back inside her.

She was helpless and she was about to take all I could give her.

“You got it Martin, yes that’s it fuck me. Fuck me good drill meeeeee.” Her words rang out.

Her hands grabbed what ever they could as I drilled her relentlessly. My back arched as I thrust as hard as I could into her very fuck hole.

“Oh fuck you take a good fucking.” I said

My face was close to hers so my breath could touch her face. Her hole screamed for mercy but her mind didn’t.

“Fuck me fuck me ooohhhhhh fuck mee Martin. Do it, do itttt, aaaarrrggghh.” she screamed.

I continued with zeal. I felt her pussy tighten again, her orgasms now one rolling wave of pleasure.

“Ok its here, I’m cumming be a good girl and take it.” I demanded.

“I will, I will, I promise cum, cum in me.” Jennifer screamed.

I felt the explosion start inside me and burst through my body. Deep into Jennifer’s inner realms of pleasure.

She screamed as my hot cum spurted inside her and filled her empty chasm.

I fucked her until I was done, spent, empty. Then lowered her legs and fell on to her as my cock flicked its last signs of life still in her fucked hole.

Rolling over I let out a deep breath.

“Fuck Jen that was so fucking nice. We will have to do that again some time.”

“Martin you are going to do that and more to me again without doubt. Maybe in the morning you can have me for breakfast.”

“Is that an invite? “I asked as she snuggled in close.

“Yes Martin that’s a standing invite forever and beyond.”

Sex With My Naughty Step-Mom

03 Saturday Feb 2018

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I interrupted. “This is how it’s going to go. Firstly you can toss the covers off you as you won’t be needing them. Then you can call Charles and tell him he won’t be needed. Then you will come to me on this chair where I will spank that little ass of your red. Then I will have my way with you, and that fucking sexy ass of yours.” She dropped the covers knowing she was caught. “Yes James.” she said without a fight.

OK I was 19 so I would just about fuck anything and everything that female with a pulse.

My family wasn’t short of money but the trade-off was that I lost Dad, most of the time through work commitments. And when Mum had had enough of him I lost her too. She packed her bags and left.

I’m not complaining, lots of money has it benefits but they don’t replace a family and one becomes selfish. I guess its monkey see monkey do sort of thing. All I know is I got what I wanted and when I wanted it.

On the day in question Dad or as the staff called him, Mr Mason, was away again but this time he had left his new girlfriend behind in our home. Her name was Buffy, and as the name suggests she wasn’t one that would hit the top level on an I.Q scale chart. But she was32 and totally sexy. She spent her days between yoga or and pilates and ate nothing but health food and her body showed it.

Dad had been away for a week already when I walked past their bedroom door. I heard the unmistakable of a vibrator humming and imagined it going to work on Buffy’s sweet pussy. I listened closer with my ear on the door.

“Yes Mr M, I’m cumming , I am cumming for you . Aaaahhhhhhhh YEEEEEESSSSSSS Mr MMMMMMMMMM.” Buffy screamed at the top of her voice. My cock started to get hard. I wanted to see this beautiful specimen of a woman in her prime and in her primal state. I reached for the handle. I turned and the door opened it just a touch. I peeked inside.

Buffy was laying on the bed with her legs spread wide. She was completely naked, except for the headphones attached to her mobile that lay next to her. Her breasts were as firm as teenagers and her nipples stood tall. One of her hands was pulling and massaging her nipples one at a time in rhythm to the way she was feeding her pussy with the large black dildo she held in her other hand.

“Yes I will be a good girl, I will. Can I cum again for you again please please can I?” she begged

I ‘m not sure what Dad told her but she erupted instantly screaming loud “Aaaaaaggrrrr fuck yessss! I want it deep inside me, fuck me Mr M fuck me!” Buffy screamed as she thrashed her head about on their large bed continuing to work her nipples and her dildo at the same time.

“More! I want more please!” she begged. I took out my phone and started to record her. She was hot. Better then any pay per view porn session, and she was in my house live. I dropped to the floor with one hand in my pants as I continued to tape and watch her play.

“OK Mr M I will put my toys away and wait to I hear from you tomorrow. Thank you for letting me please you tonight. I can’t wait until you come back Mr M my body aches for you. I need you sooooo bad.” she said then hung up the call. Then she kept talking. “No more! Is he fucking kidding, I need a fucking my cunt’s just getting warmed up.” She picked up the phone again and looked through her contacts. Choosing a number she reset her headphones.

“Charles what are you doing?” she said. She listened as did I. “Well get over here I need to be fucked and Mr Fucking 5 minutes is overseas. Come and bring that big fucking cock with you. I am so fucking horny. Get over here I will make it worth your while my ass is so in need of a work out and I know how you enjoy my ass.” she said really slow and sexy.

Buffy hung up the phone, reached over the bed and took out a buzzer from the bottom draw. Wow her butt was sexy and I couldn’t help but want to be the person to fill it. Anyway who the fuck was Charles? And what the fuck did she think she was doing bring people into our fucking house the little slut!

My temper got the better of me and I pushed open the door. Buffy pulled the covers over herself “James what are you doing? Get out! This is my room. How dare you burst in!” she screamed although half hearted.

“How dare I? You little slut – how fucking dare I? Don’t give me your shit!” I pressed play on my phone and tossed it on the bed next to her. ‘Just get the fuck over here’ she heard her words play loud and clear.

“How dare I?” I said.

“I don’t know… I… James…” she pleaded.

I interrupted. “This is how it’s going to go. Firstly you can toss the covers off you as you won’t be needing them. Then you can call Charles and tell him he won’t be needed. Then you will come to me on this chair where I will spank that little ass of your red. Then I will have my way with you, and that fucking sexy ass of yours.” She dropped the covers knowing she was caught.

“Yes James.” She said without a fight. She dialled. “Change of plan Charles, sorry you’re not needed.” She said and hung up before he could respond. Buffy stood and started to walk to me.

“Stop! On your knees that’s where you belong. Go on get down.” I said.

Buffy dropped to her knees, I slid my pants off and tossed them aside and undid my button up cotton white shirt. “Come on.” I said leaving her with no confusion about who was in charge here. Buffy reached my legs and looked at me like a naughty school girl who’d been caught out. “Well make sure you do a good job and who knows maybe we don’t have to tell Dad.”

Her eyes lit up and she crawled to me and and engulfed the end of my cock in her mouth. She sucked hard and took it in as deep as she could without gagging. My hands grabbed the back of her head and held her hair I stated to use her face to suck and fuck my cock. “Now that is a good girl. Ohhhh yes, a really good girl.” I said rolling back on the chair – her body moving with me so she didn’t lose contact with my cock. She continued to suck.

“Oh you are such a naughty girl Buffy. I hope, yes I really hope that was the first time you invited someone back here for sex. Gee this is where we live!” Her eyes told the story without her saying a word. “Maybe the staff get turns as well?” I suggested. Again she just looked.

I pulled her up by the hair and pushed her over the chair I was sitting on. “Oh James you are so much more powerful than your Dad.” she said in a submissive voice. Her words made my cock pulse. I buried two fingers inside her hot snatch and pumped them into her.

“Yes James yes, finger me, finger my hole!” she screamed “Ooooooooooooo fuuuucccckkkk Jammmeeesssss finger fuck me! Finger fuck my pussy!” I worked my fingers in and out of her cunt and slapped her ass cheeks as I went. The slaps only heightened her desire. Then she came. Her body shook and her pussy juiced. She screamed “Aaaaaaaaarrrrrggggghhhhh oooohhhhh don’t stop don’t stop aaaarrgggg oooohhhh aarrrgg yyeessss fuck! Yes fuck! Yes!” she continued to scream until the pleasure pulses released her from their grasp. “Oh James I need your cock. Please James! I need that cock inside me.” she said breathlessly. I walked to the bed she followed like a eager puppy about to be fed and my cock was on the menu.

“On you back and spread your legs wide.” My words were commands not questions or statements. Buffy lay on her back and I grabbed her legs and pulled her to the end of the bed, her silk sheets and covers falling onto my feet, as I put her into the position I wanted. “Open them wide.” I say. Buffy obliged her pussy bald and glistening, her lips red and apart. Her hole, the pleasure path, was still slightly open from her dildo fucking and my fingers. I rubbed the head of my cock on the edge of her pleasure place then slid in one go all the way to the shaft. If Dad’s genes gave me anything it was a big cock and there was nothing better than getting it inside a woman.

“Oh fuck James that is fucking huge! I am so fucking full.” She said.

“Be a good girl Buffy show.” I said wanting total control of her now.

“Yes James yes I will be a good girl . I will for you just y…” I pulled out and slammed my cock back inside and her words got lost in the action. I pulled her legs open as wide as possible and continued to fuck her hot sexy hole. Again and again I delved inside her. “Now play with your clit as I fuck you.” I commanded. Her hand reached for a pillow and she put it under her head.

“I want to see you , I want to see what you are doing to me.” she said as her hand reached for her pleasure bud. The reward was instant, her pussy walls closed tighter around me as I continued to fill her. I now fucked harder and faster. “I’m aaaaarrrrrggggggggghhhhhhh!” she screamed. I was only at quarter pace – her hole needed a fucking and I was going to give it to her. I stepped up the pace and Buffy’s pleasure ride stepped into second gear as another wave crashed through her senses. Or maybe it was the same as before. All I know was the harder I slammed myself into her the more she liked it, and the more she liked it the tighter her pussy got.

“Take that you fucking naughty little bitch take it!” The more I spoke and the harder I fucked the tighter she got. “Take that, take it!” I said over and over as if I was purging demons as I pounded myself into her. Feeling that unmistakable feeling, welling inside me of my bliss on its way. I stopped and pulled out.

“So what did you say about your ass not being fucked in ages?” I said.

“Oh James you are so fucking big. I haven’t had anyone that big inside me before. Not up my ass.” she said hoping I would change my mind and take pity on her. I didn’t.

“There is always a first time. Maybe we can get it ready for Mr M, or Charles or the driver or whoever else you let stick things inside you.” I said making it clear there was no way out of it. I pushed her legs back and told her to hold them tight. Still standing at the end of the bed I used Buffy’s own cum juices to lube her tight little ass. Then holding my cock at the base I pushed my meat into her ass. Fuck it was tight. I could see the strain on Buffy’s face but that made me even more eager. She was a slut who fucked others in my fucking house. Now I was getting my share.

“Oh you’re big! Oh you’re fuckingggggg big! Sloowww slow please James slow. I will take you I promise just start sloe please.

I slowed down and felt the feeling of her ass grip the end of my cock as the head slid in. It gripped me like a vice.

“Please I need to open my leg please James can I open my legs please?” she begged her eyes pleading with me.

“Yes just until I’m all the way in and then they go back to where they are.” I said sternly.

“Oh thank you!” she said as she let go of her legs and spread them wide. “Oh fuck slooooooowwww!” she screamed as she felt me slide into her. As she opened her legs my cock slipped more into her I continued to pump with slow pumps until I was all the way in to the hilt.

Her eyes were wide and she could barely speak. “Oh fuck James that is so good sooo full so fucking full. Oh please fuck it! Please jam fuck my ass!”

“Who’s ass?” I yelled as I shoved myself into her hard.

“Yours James! Your ass!” She cried. “Fuck it James, fuck your ass you own it now.” she screamed. I started to slide in and out using full long slow strokes all the way out just so only the head of my cock stayed in her ass hole and all the way back in until the base met her pelvis.

“Yes that is nice Buffy that is really fucking nice.” I said as I took in full the pleasure of her tight hole.

“Your Dad won’t fuck my ass- he is too old-fashioned and I need it so bad sometimes.” she said.

I grabbed her legs and put them back together. This made her tighter and increased my pleasure tenfold. “Hold them don’t let them go.” I said

“I won’t James, I promise I won’t.” she said putting her arms around her legs.

“OK that’s a good girl.” I said as I started to increase my pace. I set myself on track for heaven taking stops at joyville and lust-haven on the way as Buffy came and came thanks to my relentless hard and fast pounding.

“Yes Oh fuck that’s sooo good!” I screamed. “Your fucking ass is so amazing. You take it like a good girl.” I shouted

“Good girl, good girl, yes I’m a goooooooooddd girllllllll!” she screamed as her body shook with another intense orgasm. Her orgasm took me on a ride there was no return from. I felt the tingles in my toes and they shot off throughout my system all culminating at the base of my shaft that was now deep inside Buffy’s well fucked ass. I grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her closer to me and allowed my body to take over. I felt load after load of hot cum spurt deep inside Buffy’s now well fucked ass. I pumped until every drop was extinguished from inside me.

I was soaked with sweat and my cock flicked with pleasure. Buffy who rolled around on her silk sheets enjoying the last throws of pleasure still sweeping through her body.

“James that was incredible” she said. “Wonderful, amazing! I am so well fucked – it’s been so long since I was so well fucked. Thank you.” she said, well pleased with herself. I stood up now and moved to the end of the bed.

“You are going to receive 10 of the best.” I reached over for my pants and removed my belt.

Buffy’s eyes pleaded ‘No!’ but she got into position. Smack! Smack! Smack! Ten slaps of the belt rained across her ass. Five on each side. Buffy fell to her knees with cum now dripping out of her ass.

“Next time you need a fucking you come and see me. No mire strangers in my house. You understand?” I asked.

“Yes James, no more strangers” she agreed.

“I don’t care who fucks you, but from now on, while you are here under our roof your ass is solely mine. Do you understand?”

“Yes James I wouldn’t want it any other way.” she said true of heart.

I smiled and picked up my clothes and phone and headed out of the door.

“Oh James.” she purred. I turned and looked Buffy was still on her knees … “Thank you. Same time tomorrow?” she asked with a smile.

Stuck In Traffic

03 Saturday Feb 2018

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She came real close to me and i thought she was going to kiss me but she knelt down and started unzipping my pants. It hurt a little when she pulled my dick out. It was real hard. She kissed it on the head and said “Don’t look so scared” and laughed. “What if my wife finds out” I uttered in a shaky voice. “Well its such a horny day, with the rain and all” she said as she sucked my cork, nice and slow.

It was a miserable day to be stuck in traffic, i hated the rain. It always caused so much more traffic than was bearable. Bumper to bumper traffic and some idiot was constantly beeping his horn. “Mother fucker” i muttered to myself.

If only i could make it to the next street, i could take a detour and go around the back roads. well i could wait for another fucking hour for these few cars to move forward or i could run over the kurb, miss the flower garden, drive down what looked like 20 meters or so of footpath and make my turn onto the offstreet. Well no points for guessing the option i took.

Running the kurb was easier than i thought. It was the soggy, wet garden that i had misjudged as my car fishtailed. well no big deal, it wasn’t anything i couldn’t handle. The footpath looked clear as i got the car back under control and breathed a sigh of releif as i slowly edged forward on the footpath. bang! I heard a noise from the back of the car and as i checked my rear view mirror i saw a push bike had smashed into my car.

Great, i thought as i stopped the car. I was wondering whom to blame, the idiot who couldn’t see a fucking car on the footpath or blame myself for driving on the footpath 🙂 I was surprised to find a lady sitting on the ground near my car. She was dressed in business outfit and didn’t look like she was hurt.

“Are you ok?” i said and she looked at me with a blunt face. “Fuck off” she said. I asked again, “Are you ok?”. She got up and had mud and crap all over her. Clearly the wet, soggy flower garden had cousined her impact and the only thing bruised was her expensive clothes and shoes.

“I am really sorry” i said and she stopped dusting herself and faced me for the first time. Very pretty face, blue eyes, soft pink lips and tight hairdo. Very professional but elegant. “Do you always drive on the footpath?” she asked with her finger pointing at me.

“I was trying to make that turn so i could get home” i said as i pointed to the next street up. “Well i will miss my interview, thanks to you” she said with a sad look. Fuck, i felt like an idiot. “Well if you want i will walk with you, my house is five minutes walk from here” i said. “You can borrow my wifes clothes and make it to that interview”.

She thought about it for a minute and said “Ya ok”. Well i offered to carry her handbag but she won’t let me. The walk back to my house was kinda weird and eery as she didnt say much and i wasn’t sure what to talk about given that this whole thing was my fault.

I opened the door for her and she walked in. I pointed to the bathroom and said “Why don’t you clean up and i will get my wifes clothes for you to borrow”. She nodded and walked away. I heard her turn the shower on as i walked towards my bedroom to see what was the safest set of clothes to let her borrow. My wife could totally kill me if i gave her the expensive ones but i didn’t wanna look like a dick by giving her the really cheap ones either.

I settled for a pair of dressing pants and a nice top, suitable for an interview. I threw the clothes on the couch and sat down waiting for her to finish showering. It felt like she was taking forever. I almost fell asleep. “Right” i thought to myself as i got up. I knocked on the bathroom door and yelled out “Are you done?”

“Come in” she said “and put the clothes on the side” she yelled back. “ok” i thought as i picked the clothes up and walked into the bathroom. I was expecting her to have her towel wrapped around her but my jaw dropped when she had nothing on as i walked in. “So sorry” i yelped as i tried to get the hell outa there. “Don’t be” she said in a soft voice.

“Come here” she said with her finger pointing at me, again. What was going to happen, i thought. She was smiling at me as she took my hand and put it on her pussy. Nice, moist and juicy.

She came real close to me and i thought she was going to kiss me but she knelt down and started unzipping my pants. It hurt a little when she pulled my dick out. It was real hard. She kissed it on the head and said “Don’t look so scared” and laughed. “What if my wife finds out” I uttered in a shaky voice. “Well its such a horny day, with the rain and all” she said as she sucked my cork, nice and slow.

It was a horny day, and it had been a long time since my wife and i did anything this exciting. I mean she had given me blow jobs before but nothing like this. She was very playful. She touched my balls and licked my dick as she started stroking it gently at first and then hard.

she paused as she sensed i was about to come. “Not yet” she said as she stood up and turned around. Her bum was nice and round. Felt like jelly as i touched it. I grabbed both her butt cheeks and pushed my dick up her ass. She moaned, and said you are so big. A little compliment went a long way with me 🙂

She pushed hard against me and we both fell to the floor. She pushed my dick back in her ass as i lay there.
I grabed her hair, nice and long now that it was undone. She moaned as i sat up and started pushing my dick harder up her ass. “Yes, yes” she said softly.

I turned her around and got ontop of her. The bathroom floor was wet and slippery but i didnt care. Something about the dirty floor was turning me on even more. She pulled her legs up for me and i eased into her pussy. “OOh” she moaned, little ouder this time. “Fuck you” i yelled as i started thumping her.

She must have found it funny as she laughed and said “Oh really fuck you too”. I loved talking dirty. I sqeezed her boobs as i came. I slumped on top of her and tried kissing her as she pushed me off of her onto the floor.

“Well, now what” i thought as i lay there on the floor and she was getting up. “I wonder what Linda would think about this” she said as she stood up and looked at me. My heart skipped a beat. How the fuck did she know my wifes name? “Do you know my wife?” i asked her and she giggled like a little girl. “Ya you idiot” she replied. We work togather.

“So you going to tell her?” i asked. I really was scared at this point. “Not unless you want me to” she replied. “I had a fight with your wife the other day and i swore to get her back” she said. She told me that the accident with my car wasn’t really an accident. She had recoganised the car and seen me alone inside the car.

“Not bad huh!” she said with a huge smile. “What if i tell my wife?” i asked her. “Go on” she replied knowing that i wouldn’t. “Well when do i see you again?” i asked and she winked and replied “When it rains again, sweetheart”

The Beach

03 Saturday Feb 2018

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“Who is this?” Robert inquired. “My husband,” I replied. “I texted him awhile ago, telling him what I had in mind. We like to play at times, but always make sure the other knows about it first.” “I understand,” Robert said. “Good, then watch this,” I replied, slipping Allen’s cock into my mouth. Robert leaned down, and licked my nipples, as I sucked my husband, inches above Robert’s face.

I was on a massage therapy convention / business vacation in Florida. I decided to go with a pink lace pantie and bra set with my skirt and blouse. I completed the outfit with some high black sandals that made the most of my painted toenails. My husband Allen came with me, deciding to take advantage of a night’s stay in a hotel.

Sitting in the hotel lobby, I noticed a nice looking man, who smiled and walked straight toward me. He looked to be in his mid 50’s, almost 6 foot tall, and a decent build. I felt a swoon coming on and thought to myself that he could definitely be fun.

“Hello, I’m Robert,” he said with a grin.

“Hi, I am Brandy.”

The sound of his Texas drawl was soothing and warm. I quickly became disgusted with myself for allowing my mind to wander off into thoughts of what it might be like to have my bare breasts against his chest. Rarely do I feel such an instant attraction to a man besides my husband, whom I thought of back in the room. 

“Too bad you are married,” he said, staring at my ring. “We could get to know each other a little bit more.”

“We still can,” I replied without any thought.

For a few minutes we talked about our jobs, and it felt as if we had known each other all our lives. I realized I had an intellectual attraction to this man as well as physical. I couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel to have his enormous hands covering my body. We parted after awhile, and I went back to my room. I had slipped his room number into my purse, just in case.

Since I had a couple hours before my next seminar, I quickly kissed my husband Allen with intensified passion. My thoughts kept drifting to Robert’s face, and wonderment at how his lips would feel on my own. I needed to relieve the sexual tension, and pictured Robert caressing my body as my husband’s hands moved over my soft silk blouse. He cupped a breast in each hand and squeezed them just before unbuttoning my blouse.

My nipples were waiting as he slipped the cups of my bra down to reveal my breasts and super sensitive nipples. I pinched them both at the same time several times, sending a shiver of pure pleasure over my body. In seconds we were nude, and I felt my man’s cock nestled in the folds of my labia. His technique tingled my clitoris, and again I envisioned Robert’s hands and lips on my breasts. I arched my back slightly to push my breasts up in the air. Allen played with them in his hands, caressing and kneading the soft mounds of flesh. My nipples responded as he gently pinched them just right to achieve the desired effect.

It only took minutes for my breath to quicken, and involuntary moans of pleasure to escape my lips. As the waves of orgasm washed over me my mind centered on the desire of Robert’s body covering mine. The orgasm surprised me in its strength, convulsing my entire body as it continued in wave upon wave. Just as the intense orgasm began to subside Allen increased the nipple molestation and pushed me to a second, smaller orgasm that quickly faded. I slipped away from him, and sat for several minutes with my head back, enjoying the glow following such an intense release. Then I felt his seed spill into me with a great force.

“You really got into that!” Allen stated. “Who were you thinking of?”

He knew me too well. We had occasionally had sexual fun without each other, as long as it was known about prior. I told him about meeting Robert, and how he triggered something in me.

“Well, you know you can be with him if you want. Do you know how to reach him?”

“Yea I have his room number. Was not planning on anything. But if you are OK with it…”

“I love you so much Brandy. If you two connect, just let me know. OK?”

“You know I will honey, Love you too.”

I touched up my makeup, fooled around with my hair a little, and decided to go with the white blouse and a buttery yellow skirt that hugged my curves. As I headed to the seminar, I pondered what do if I did contact Robert again.

After the meeting, I saw Robert in the lounge. As I sat next to him, his hand brushed my shoulder, sending a tingle through me. The minute I was close to him that very sensual feeling set every nerve in my body on alert. I ordered a glass of wine and we talked a few minutes about the hotel and a few miscellaneous topics. I found out he was 56, my elder by 26 years. His gentle kindness was like a soothing fuzzy blanket, and I knew what I wanted.

Since he had mentioned earlier that it had been years since he had his toes in the sand, we decided to wander out to the beach. We stopped at one of the benches behind the resort, where the property gave way to open beach, and removed our shoes. Though it was after dark, the sand was still warm. He offered his arm to guide me through the deep expanse of soft sand that eventually gave way to the place along the water compacted by the tides.

The surf felt wonderful on my feet. The ocean breeze was on the calmer side, as was the surf. The moon, reflecting out in front of us, hung low out over the water. The air was a little cool and cut right through my thin silk blouse, making my nipples harden. I was grateful for the dim light of the moon and distant resort lights. Eventually. we reached the pier and I tilted my watch toward the moonlight to check the time.

After a couple of beers, we were back out on the surf. As we passed under the pier, Robert reached out and took my hand. I had been careful to give him no indication of my desire for him. But I didn’t pull away. On the contrary, I decided to let it play itself out since the attraction was clearly mutual.

Robert suggested we go over to a lounge patio and sit for a few minutes. I agreed. As we neared the light of the bar, I caught him noticing the protrusion of hard nipples inside my blouse. We wandered along the beach, holding hands. We stopped to just stand in awe of nature’s beauty and the comfortable quiet.

I heard Robert’s voice asking if I was cold. Before I could answer he slipped his arms around my shoulders from behind and gently held me back against his warm body. I instinctively melted against him and laid my head back against his chest. We were bathed only in moonlight. I stopped to face the ocean and enjoy the cooling breeze on my face.

Robert stood behind me, wrapping his arms around me and holding me to his warmth. This time, I leaned back into him and closed my eyes. I melted into him as his arms tightened around me slightly. I could feel the slight movement of his firm arms and chest against me. He brought a hand up and gently cupped my chin and left cheek in a gentle but demanding way.

“Look at me Brandy,” he said huskily as he tilted my head back against his chest.

He ran a thumb over my bottom lip and I opened my mouth slightly. He bent over me from behind and kissed me softly, tenderly. The kiss deepened as we tasted and explored.

“I want this, I want you,” I said while panting slightly.

“Let me text my husband, so he knows I will be a little longer getting back.”

I stepped away long enough to send the message, but letting Allen know where we were at, in case he wanted to spy on us.

I returned to Robert, and he moved his hands to fondle my breasts from outside my silky blouse for just a moment before beginning to unbutton it. As our lips danced against one another with more confidence, I pulled my blouse out of my skirt and finished unbuttoning it. At the same time his hands smoothly opened the front closure of my thin bra. His caresses were unhurried, lingering.

The ocean air and the feel of his soft but demanding hands on my bare body caused me to groan softly into his mouth. He turned me to face him without breaking our kiss and ran his hands up behind my blouse to caress my bare back and down over my skirt to cup my behind in his hands.

I was slowly unbuttoning his shirt, enjoying the reveal of his pecs and upper belly as each open button allowed the moonlight to shimmer on his skin. As I pulled his shirt open and up out of his pants he straightened up, breaking our lingering kiss and allowed me explore his chest, back, and shoulders with my hands.

“There’s a swing over there,” he said. “Shall we?”

I turned my head to look and saw that it was one of those padded swings with the fabric roof over it. I nodded and we walked arm in arm the short distance to it. We stood in front of it, watching each other disrobe. Taking in the shadows and curves of each others body in the moonlight. We stood there, 3 feet apart, taking in the visual pleasure of each other. Savoring every glint of moonlight on curve. Finally I took a few steps forward and ran my hand over his muscular belly.

He reached out and took my protruding nipple gently between his fingers before spreading his large hands out over my breast. We allowed our to explore each others body. I worked my way down over his hardening manhood and cupped his scrotum in my hand lightly. His eyes closed and he held onto my shoulders as I ran my hand up and down gently and slowly over his shaft. His buttocks tightened as I brought him to full arousal. Now and then he would open his eyes and look down to watch me stroke him softly.

Eventually he stepped forward to press his body against mine and slipped his hands around to my backside. He used one big hand to pull my lower cheeks apart and to hold me tightly to his chest. His other hand snaked down the cleavage between cheeks. He bent to kiss my shoulder and worked up the side of my neck. He tongued my earlobe softly. His hard member pressed against my upper belly as he slipped his long probing fingers between my legs and began to tenderly explore the folds of my very warm center.

He fingered me gently until I was gasping softly in his ear. Gently he slipped a finger up inside me, pulling me up into him until I was up on my toes. I was swaying with the gentle motion of his hand moving inside me, his hard member throbbing slightly and rubbing firmly against my belly, his lips and warm breath on the sensitive side of my neck. My soft gasps turned to soft groans into his ear.

“Can you cum standing up?” he whispered delicately into my ear.

“Right now I could cum anywhere,” I gasped quietly in return.

His fingers probed deeper, finding every corner of my delicate insides. His long fingers probed the firm bud leading to my womb. My wetness flowed down over his hand as I began to shake slightly. My insides tightened around his wiggling fingers. My hands slipped around to his buttocks and I pulled him tighter into me. As my shaking intensified, my gasps and moans became more breathless. I exploded deeply, as my entire being melded with my surroundings.

The orgasm throbbed in my brain and I did not even realize Robert had pulled my legs up around his waist, holding me up by my backside, and carried me to the swing. He sat down so that I was straddled over him in his lap facing him. My hands moved to his soft hair as he lowered his head and hands to my breasts. The fondling and nibbling on my hard nipples only served to continue the throbbing inside my body. I needed him inside me. Not with a mad passion, but in quiet desperation.

I looked off into the nearby shadows to see that my husband had decided to take in the show. His pants were around his knees, and his hand was slowly stroking his eight inch shaft. Knowing he was there intensified my desire.

I pushed up on my knees to make room under me, and used my hand to slip Robert’s hard rod into me. For many minutes I sat still with him twitching slightly inside me, my inner muscles gripping him greedily. He continued to orally and manually fondle my breasts and I moved my hands to his strong shoulders.

He began to pump me lightly and slowly at first but as the minutes went by his thrusts quickened and become deeper. My body moved in unison with him as naturally as if we had been lovers for a lifetime. He grew larger inside me, and my body responded. The wetness inside me flowed out and down over his balls down into the cushions of the swing. We were both gasping and moaning in deep passion.

The sound of our legs slapping softly as our moans mixed with the ocean waves. He pulled his face away from my breasts and put his head back, watching me. I rode atop him effortlessly as if we were created especially for each other. We both became lost in each other. My hands gripped his shoulders as my breasts bounced in his face.

“Robert, oh Robert” I gasped breathlessly. We continued to move against each other as he erupted inside me. His hot fluid splashed over my clit as we pumped. The suction on my clit pushed me to a new level, and I convulsed almost immediately into a second orgasm.

I had my arms wrapped around his head and shoulders as he held me tightly around my waist. Our chests heaved against each other as hot breath warmed each others necks. Our breathing slowed, and he softened inside me. As we cooled, I felt the chilly ocean breeze on my back and moved to sit next to him in the swing. He ran his hand over my naked body telling me how beautiful I was.

“My turn now honey?”

Robert was surprised to see Allen approach us, holding his pants up. His cock was sticking out hard and inviting.

“Who is this?” Robert inquired.

“My husband,” I replied. “I texted him awhile ago, telling him what I had in mind. We like to play at times, but always make sure the other knows about it first.”

“I understand,” Robert said.

“Good, then watch this,” I replied, slipping Allen’s cock into my mouth.

Robert leaned down, and licked my nipples, as I sucked my husband, inches above Robert’s face. Then Allen exploded, filling with mouth with his tasty cream, my favorite treat.

Quietly we dressed and walked back to the resort. Robert went his way as we headed to our room. There we made love tenderly until I felt him cunning inside me. It was times like this that I was so glad to be married to such an understanding man.