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Halcyon Girl

Halcyon Girl
The blood is pounding in my ears so loudly that I can barely hear what she is saying to me. I look up from the ground and I stare into her eyes. Those eyes. They’re boring into me like a pair of blue blow-torch flames, burning straight through me and out the other side, any steely countenance I put up melting under that beautiful, endless stare. Those eyes. She could melt the stars with those eyes, if she wanted, the black lashes fluttering gracefully, fanning the heat of her stare. The face that these seductive sapphires stare from is soft and round, and has not inherited any of the sternness of her mother’s, nor had she inherited her mother’s fervent unmerited snobbishness. My own guileless mud-brown eyes drift across her, seeing, observing, and approving of every nuance. Raven-dark hair cascades down around that perfect face in a waterfall of shimmering midnight, darker than the sky behind us. It collects at her neck, like sultry silk, riveting blackness that accentuates the wholesome perfection that is my halcyon girl. Her nose is petite, and pointed, slightly turned up, with tiny nostrils that flare like a bull’s when she is being stubborn. Her lips are full, and red, with the color and the texture of the petals on a long stem-rose. High cheeks, red from embarrassment, turn her face from a solemn frown into an enchanting, mesmerizing smile. Her smile is perfect, a timid thing that captures me in its simplicity. Her skin is pale like white light, which seems to glow softly against the pitch blackness of the moonless sky. As she turns her head away, the radiant sight of her face is obscured by her raven-dark hair. Her short, slender frame shivers in a sudden breeze that drifts across the summer night, and she pulls herself close to me in an embrace, holding me tightly. She is clothed in a long, red shirt that clings tightly to her body, and the fabric is a soft, soft material. Soft, yes, but not as soft as the feeling of her small, fragile hands on mine. She is so close to me, closer than I can stand after all the years I’ve spent pulling away from her. I can smell the perfume in her hair, a faint but unmistakable scent of pale roses shriveling in a chilled summer’s night. She’s staring up at me again, and my heart judders in my chest like a run-down car on an old dirt road when I force myself to meet her gaze. She looks at me, the stare of some beautiful, exotic predator. Her eyes, holding me in place, paralyze me with their hypnotic charm. She pushes herself up onto the tips of her toes, the old floor-boards of the porch creaking and the cold of the wind chilling my ears. Her kiss is silent, a swift interminable moment, embedding its brief life into the bedrock of my memories. Her lips are soft bliss on mine, and the brush of her raven-dark hair against my neck is exaltation made manifest.
I kiss back, my clumsy arms wrapping themselves around her lithe, agile body, holding her close to me. Her heartbeat against mine is the only sound in the night, and the heat from her body the only warmth in that breeze. The moon causes her skin to glow a strong, pale color, and the dead tree in her front lawn gives no shelter. The crickets chirping in the background give no relief from the torment of her heartbeats. Only, there is shadow under the red roof of her house. She tugs on the lapel of my white-shirt, leading me through the front door into her house. We come in under the shadow of her red roof.
Her hands are a soothing balm on the dry stubble of my cheeks, and I am only dimly, dimly aware of my own hands roaming her body. They explore and grab and squeeze her tender areas. My inelegant fingers caress the gentle swell of her perfectly proportioned breasts, and an instant later they dig their nails into the meaty, rounded expanse of her ass. I see nothing through my closed eyelids, and navigate by the sense of touch alone. Her hands are an invisible blur on my body, unbuttoning the fastness of my shirt in smooth, excited motions. I feel her tongue gently slip into my mouth, and I reciprocate her action. Our taste buds meet and greet, twirling and spinning around each other like fire-dancers, performing a intricate ballet in the confines of our mouths. My left hand moves and grabs her breast, the still developing mammary firm and supple beneath my yearning grasp. She moans into my mouth in what I take to be pleasure. She has just unbuttoned the last button of my shirt, and our lips part for the first time since they locked so that she can remove my shirt. I open my eyes. She is staring up at me. Her blue eyes are liquid, blue, fiery. There is a perfect moment where I understand that this is what she wants. That this isn’t just animalistic lust (but, oh, I do see the lust there, as surely as I can see my shadow in the morning striding behind me, or my shadow in the evening rising to meet me), but true, true passion. Maybe the one, last, true thing in the whole world. My undershirt, also white, covers the heaving muscles of my chest. She grabs a handful of the white cloth in each hand and, pressing her eyes shut and her lips to mine once more, tears the shirt in twain, leaving two twisted ruins of fabric hanging from my torso like a vest. I take a brief look around, and realize we’ve stumbled into her living room. The stairs behind her lead to her room. I grab the bottom hem of her red shirt, and begin to tug and pull on it, lifting it up over her head. We briefly part lips again so that she can slip her arms out. Then we are back into it. Beneath the red shirt she is wearing a pale blue chemise and a white bra. Her heaving breasts call out to the basest instinct of my soul, calling me to love, to breed, to desire. I grab her short frame and hoist her up into my arms. We are still kissing, and she wraps her blue-jeaned legs around me as I carry her upstairs. Somewhere, in the back of my mind where I’ve shoved the entirety of my higher-reasoning, I dimly recall fantasies of carrying her up the stairs just like this. Only, in my fantasies, she would be wearing a white dress, and as it dawns on me that that fantasy will never come to pass in its fullness, I am faintly saddened. We cross the threshold into her room, and I lower her, gently, oh so gently, onto the soft springs of her bed, which is the only furniture left in her room. She stares up at me, hungrily, and she is more primal than ever as we lock eyes. From her seat on the bed, her pale hands eagerly begin tearing at the belt around my waist, hunting for the prize beneath. I whisper sweet nothings in her ear, telling her how beautiful she is, how I’ll always love her. She smiles as the syllables pour from my mouth. Every word is horribly, sadly true. I stroke her black hair softly as she pulls my jeans down around my knees.
From the slit in my boxers, the significant bulge of my member springs outwards, like a pulsing, purple-headed tower. She rips my boxers down around my knees in a swift motion, my staff bobbing in the fierce motion. Her eyes are predatory as they look at it, and she wraps her hands around it and begins to pump in slow, methodic motions. I know she is a virgin. But she’s thought this through. She knows what she is doing. Her hands move in such a way as to elicit the most pleasure with the littlest of effort. One hand still stroking me, the other swings up, caressing the muscles of my chest, working its way down, until it is cupping the swollen, sweating sack between my legs. Oh, dear lord. My heart is hammering so loudly I think it might break out of my chest. I can barely keep my eyes open to focus on this ravenous, perfect, teenaged vixen. And then there is an explosion of pleasure. She’s taken me into her mouth. She sucks and works her hands and wraps her tongue in ways that men only dream of. It is euphoric. Her tongue is a whirling dervish and a sensual symphony of pleasure, working the knob of my shaft. I close my eyes, throw my head back, and moan. It is a primitive sound, more likely to be heard from a jungle ape than a human being. I know she’s still looking up at me.
As much as it pained me to do, I removed myself from her lovely mouth. She’s too much woman for me. But, after what she had just given me, I was duty bound to try and please her. Her clothes are gone in a flash, and she is left standing before me, free and nude. Her skin is even paler than I had imagined, and her mound is hairless. Her breasts are perfect B-cup handfuls that fit into my mouth perfectly as we fall into bed together. My hands move up and down her body, first cupping her ass cheeks and then grabbing her breasts. Finally, my fingers tease their way into the hot, dripping wet confines of her love-hole, and the moans I elicit from her when I enter would be enough to send me over the edge with even the slightest further stimulation of my erection. We roll around in the bed, playing with each other in a twisted game of cat-and-mouse where we switch positions every second. She bites down on my shoulder, and there is a slight welling of blood. The pain only stimulates me further. It is the greatest, most pure pain I’ve ever felt.
It is at that second that I grab her, pulling her close to me, and spin her around so that she is positioned directly over me. The bare, dripping mound of her pussy is hovering directly over my quivering staff. She looks down at me from above. The fingers of our held hands intertwine. Her blue eyes are enormous sapphires. I do not know what I look like from her position. She nods at me. I whisper her name.
She impales herself onto my hard-on in a single, swift motion, burying my member into her pulsating hole, all the way to the hilt. She howls in pain and pleasure, throwing her head back like some feral beast, her black hair flashing around her head like a black corona, or a lion’s mane. Her breathing quickens even more, to the point where her heaving inhalations and exasperated exhalations are almost simultaneous, her breasts heaving up and downward rhythmically, hypnotically. When she looks back at me, there are tears in her eyes, both of joy and of pain. She whispers her love to me. I want to cry. The warmth of her hole around my shaft is impossible to bear. She is so tight, too tight. The muscles of her glorious pussy pulse and squeeze my over-stimulated phallus. She grinds downwards on me once, and I can feel my head hit the back of her cervix. She winces again in pain. I stroke her hair. Somewhere in my head I can feel the irresponsibility of this action. We, two teenagers, having our first sexual encounter, completely unprotected. It’s horrible. It’s dangerous. It’s beautiful and perfect. Her body is so honed and perfect, with goddess-like curves in all the right places. She is so perfect in this moment as to make Aphrodite herself weep. She has a body like a battle-axe. The insanity of the situation sets into me, and it’s like I’m making love to a Viking woman as the ship burns around us. The stupidity of the action makes it all the more erotic for me.
She rocks her hips back and forth against my member, and soon I begin to pick up the beat as well, so that we are both engaging in the most powerful, mind-shattering loving either of us would ever experience again. Her left hands pulls away from my fingers, and she runs it through her hair. She is my primal goddess, my halcyon girl, my animal princess. She drags her fingernails across my chest, leaving bloody, parallel grooves across the right pectoral, all the way down to my abs. We rock in concert for what felt like an eternity, our movements in time so perfectly that we make love with Swiss watch efficiency, even the smallest shiver eliciting untold satisfaction from the other.
After twenty minutes, which was an all-too-quick eternity, I feel the churning of my balls as they prepare to spew forth my seed. I resist. I close my eyes and back down on my tongue and resist resist resist the feeling welling up in my loins. I open my eyes, and her hands are grabbing my shoulders. With animal strength, she grabs me and rolls me so that I am on top of her looking down. I continue to pound into her, the new position giving me the leverage to strike home every single thrust with the strength and passion of a wild mustang. She digs her claws into my back, and the pleasure-pain is indescribable. Suddenly, she screams, loud, long, and what starts out as my name degenerates into a wordless, toneless howl. Her legs clamp around my back, and she pulls herself into me as hard as she possibly can as her vaginal muscles contract and pulsate along my shaft as her orgasm overtakes her. Her eyes, bluer than any other thing on the planet, look up at me with desire and shock and love. Her mouth moves in an uncoordinated gasping motion. Her whole body bucks beneath me. Her tightening muscles finally send me over the edge, and I unload, pumping stream after stream of long, gooey, pearly-white seed into her belly. My entire body shakes as I am seized by the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever (or will ever) experience. I collapse onto her, embracing her body yet again. Five minutes later her shaking, moaning, howling orgasm is over, and she looks up at me with nothing but love in her eyes. She strokes her fingers through my hair.
“Jenelle…” I whisper, and we both begin to cry as we realize we will never see each other again after tonight.

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Drinking Games

This story was part of a larger one that was being written with another person. So if it is a bit disjointed, I apologize. I’ve tried smoothing it out. I was afraid it would lose more if I were to make more changes. It’s a bit more flowery than crude. Still I welcome comments PMd to me. Enjoy!

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Missy: Day Eleven

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

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My Mother’s Boss Pt. 1

Hello again, it’s Phoenix Cinders here with another story of a man sucking a transwoman’s cock. Feel free to give it a read. It’s a bit on the edgy side with some reluctance and cohesion. All parties participating in sex are of the age of consent. Tell me what you think about it in the comment section. This is just part 1 of an ongoing series.

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PMQuest: Chapter 02 – First Encounter

A young man wakes up to find himself no longer in his cozy bed back at Fiore, instead rising from a soft patch of dirt with nothing but his socks, his underwear, and a vague memory of his training as a Pokemon Ranger. The rest of his past is a blur, but he’ll soon find that he won’t have much time to rediscover it.

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The Dance

Sorry, i’ve been offline for so long, I had to get a new computer. And my gf and I just got in a fight.

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Another mans wife. Part 2

It only took me a few days to contact Stacey and I could tell she was keen to hear from me by the sound of her voice “I was hoping you would call” she said with a relieved expression “when can i see you again” she went on to ask, I knew that this was going to get crazy and I must admit I was excited about the idea of fooling around with a married woman. “whenever you want to see me” i told her and she suggested that i come into town where she works and meet her after lunch, we arranged a place down the road from her office and she told me she could leave work about 2:30 so i decided to have an early day myself and headed in to meet her.
I rang Stacey as I arrived in the city near her office and she told me to pick her up down the road a bit from where she actually worked, I sat in the car waiting for her for a few minutes before i seen her walking down the footpath towards me, she looked fucking sexy in a pair of heels with black stockings a tight business woman style skirt and jacket suit with a white button up top under neath, she spotted my car from the description I gave her and she headed over and jumped in the passenger side “Wow look at you ” i said as she smiled across at me “You look very important” i said as she told me to hurry up and get her out of here, she told me she worked as a PA for a ceo of some company and that she had to dress slutty to keep the dirty old men happy. We drove just out of the city and decided to pull into a pub for a quick drink, we agreed that we should be safe over this side of town because it was a long way from her place.
We sat in the back of the place and talked for a bit , she told me that after our first night together she went home a different woman and knew she wanted to see more of me, she said her hubby had asked her where she was that night and she wasn’t sure if he believed the story about her staying at her friends place, she told me how she needed more in her sex life and since our first night together she has realized that she really does need to let the dirty girl inside her come out, after we talked for a bit and had a couple of drinks Stacey said she didn’t have to go back to work so we decided to go for a drive somewhere a bit more secluded. I drove down towards the waterfront and found a car park that was pretty much empty except for a few cars here and there, Stacey looked around before leaning in and kissing me , i pulled her closer to me and kissed her passionately as she pushed herself towards me, we kissed and touched for a few minutes before she pulled back to her side and leaned against the door, her legs crossed up in front of her with her skirt slightly ruffled up, she gave me the best fuck me eyes as she pulled her jacket off and started to unbutton her top, I watched as one button at a time she popped her top open and pulled it back off her big round tits, all that was covering her nipples was her lacy white bra which looked fucking sexy in front of me in the car. i leaned over and pulled her towards me as we kissed again but this time a lot more furiously than last, i reached around and pulled at her bra clip while she reached for my cock through my jeans, i leaned back enough to get my jeans undone and before I could do anything she had my cock free from my pants and her hand wrapped around it , her head dove into my lap as she started to suck my fat cock in the front of the car, i held the back of her head as she forced my cock into her mouth and she sucked harder and harder with every stroke.
Her head turned to look up at me between strokes “You like that” she asked “Yeah baby , thats fucking awesome ” I replied “don’t stop” i told her as she swallowed as much as she could “Talk dirty to me” she told me as she looked up again “Suck my cock you dirty bitch ” “you love that fat cock you filthy married slut” I told her ” oh yeah thats it baby” she said as she stopped and looked up at me “I am a naughty girl that needs your cock” she said as she continued sucking my fat cock ” You want me to fuck your sexy little pussy ” I asked her ” Oh yes please, fuck me please” she answered so I grabbed her by the hair as I pulled her head up towards mine , we kissed for a second before I opened the door and jumped out of the car, I ran around her side and pulled her door open and she looked up at me with a slutty look in her eyes knowing she was about to get fucked hard right there in the car park. I grabbed her arm and pulled her from the car before pushing her against the side of the car, she was only wearing heels ,stockings and her skirt and panties now and her big tits were bouncing around in front of me, as i lifted her leg up around my side i reached up and pulled her white little panties off, she wrapped one leg around me as I lifted her up against the car and shoved my cock into her dripping wet hole, she moaned and yelled as I pounded her pussy with her back against the car her legs wrapped around me, in clear view of anyone that walked past, after a few minutes I pulled out and spun her around, she leant forward onto the car before I pulled her towards the back of the car and bent her over the boot, I positioned myself behind her ready to smash her doggy and as I ran my hands up her back and side she looked back at me with a look of absolute pleasure “Fuck me baby” she yelled as she looked around to see if we had any viewers ” I’m a dirty slut ” she told me as I pushed my cock into her from behind ” you are my dirty little slut ” I told her ” fuck me like a slut ” she begged as I jammed everything I could into her, after just a few minutes I was ready to explode “I’m gonna cum baby” I told her and she pushed me back enough to spin around and drop to her knees in front of me grabbing hold of my cock and jerking it furiously in front of her face ” cum on my face ” she demanded “cum all over me baby” she told me as I looked at this dirty married slut in front of me on her knees in the car park with nothing but a skirt on and begging for my cum all over her and just then I blew all over her mouth and chin as she jerked my cock towards her, I grabbed her head and forced her mouth onto my knob and as she sucked it clean I looked around to see if anyone had seen our little show. there didn’t seem to be too many people in sight but i didn’t really care anyway.
We got back in the car and cleaned ourselves up , Stacey told me that it made her so hot when I talked dirty to her and that being the dirty little married slut is just what she wants, she told me how she wished that people would have come past and seen her getting fucked in broad day light, I told her to organize one night this week to get away from the family and come to my place so i can fuck her properly, she said she would ring me and let me know when she can come. That night she rang and told me she could come round Friday night, she also told me how when she got home today she was feeling that sexy that she let the hubby bend her over the table and fuck the arse off her. Hubby wasn’t sure what was going on but it wasn’t long until he started to realize his good little wife was really a dirty little slut. . . TO BE CONTINUED

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Mountain Wolves of Passion [M/M – Furry]

It was a good day, I enjoyed my work and I listened to a good rock track on the radio as I sat in my car, driving just around the last turn before the final stretch to my home. Ironically I would only be home for roughly thirty minutes before leaving again, but this time with my love, mate and husband, Andrew….

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Moms got cum all over her

Moms got cum all over her
Tuesday morning started off like any other Tuesday for Gail and her son Terry. Terry was your average sixteen year old boy who was always attempting to cop a feel of his mother’s ample breasts or butt.
She had been divorced for almost twelve years and frankly any mans attentions was welcome. Gail was 38 years old; she had shoulder length dirty blond hair. Over the years she had put on a few extra pounds from the original 120lbs she started at, as her friends joked with her the extra twenty pounds was all in her tits. At 5’1” with a set of 40ddd she had no trouble turned heads.
Terry was short, 5’4” about 160lbs with an average build. He did how ever have raging hormones and constantly would steal a pair of his mother’s panties and jack off several times in them before putting them in the laundry.
Terry left for school and Gail went to do a load of laundry, as she separated the dirty clothes she noticed two pairs of her panties were stuck together. After inspecting them she realized they were covered with cum, her sons cum. She smelled the panties the odor of cum was intoxicating to her. Her tongue darted out she gently licked the cum deposit in her panties. Her pussy was getting wetter as she continued to lick the cum stain. She thought how wonderful it would be to get fresh cum directly out of his cock instead of waiting for it to get cold.
She had always loved the taste of cum, more so when it was warm the fact she hadn’t had any in almost 12 years was clouding her judgment today. She sat in the kitchen thinking this afternoon she would just go to Terry room when he got home from school ask him if he’d like a blow job. No sixteen year old boy would refuse a request from their mom of that nature. She shook her head and realized what she was thinking with her pussy, I’ve got to get to work cleaning this house and stop thinking about this went through her mind.
For the next few hours she tried to occupy herself with chores but her mind kept drifting back to the cum stained panties.
At 1:30 she heard the back door; Terry had apparently taken the early bus home and brought his friend Carl. As she entered the kitchen they were seated at the kitchen table with pie and soda. “Hi mom,” she smiled “Hi guys do you need anything else?” Carl’s eyes were fixed on her tits while Terry was staring at her crotch. “No thanks moms were good for now, after we eat were going to my room to work on our project for school.” She stayed in the kitchen making small talk; she would shake her tits every time Carl or Terry would fix their eyes on them. Finally they finished and headed to Terries room.
After cleaning the kitchen she headed upstairs to shower and relax a bit before she was too start dinner. After her shower she walked into her room, she paused at her dresser, she opened her third draw which container her sexiest underwear. She selected a yellow French cut lace panties and matching pushup bra. Now for a pair of tight jeans a peasant blouse with the first three buttons open. She looked at herself with a wicked smile, I should be able to give them both raging hardons in this, went through her mind.
She headed down the hall, as she past Terries room she heard muffled talking. She past his room and entered the spare bedroom next to his room. The closet in that room was directly behind his computer desk so she could hear their entire conversation.
She heard Terry and Carl talking about someone named Caroline, she was a MILF. They were both discussing how she had sex with them both last week. Terry told Carl “I came six times and all six times were in her,” Carl laughed “yeah man she really enjoys cum I’m just the guy to give it to her too.” They talked about her cock sucking ability, then what she heard next both shocked and excited her. “Terry I’d sure like to give your mom five or six spurts my nut cream specials.” Terry responded “only if I can have sloppy seconds and the first ass fucking.” Gail felt flushed, excited and shocked that her son and his friend wanted to have sex with her. “Hey Terry does she have a bush?”
“I’m not sure she keeps covered up most of the time.”
“Man I love creaming in a pussy covered with bush.” Suddenly she realized her pussy was very moist, her nipples were hard, she was totally excited at the prospect of getting fresh cum. She backed out of the room and headed for the kitchen flushed with sexual excitement.
In the kitchen she made herself Vodka on the rocks and drank it down in two gulps, she poured another, my god I’ve got to get my mind out of the gutter, now what about dinner. She called up to Terry, “honey is Carl staying for dinner?” There was no answer as she was about to yell again she heard Terry in at the top of the stares. “Mom can Carl stay over for the rest of the week?” It was a strange request; she looked at him and asked “sure but why?”
“His mom and dad are having trouble at home this way he’s not in the middle of their fighting, we’ve already told them he can stay and they’re fine with it if it’s ok with you?” She thought about it for a minute then said “sure he can stay; we’ll have pizza tonight ok?”
In the kitchen she sat thinking now I’ll have two horny boys in the house for a whole week, wow! She poured herself her third drink and call for the food. Twenty minutes later the food arrived they were in the kitchen eating. Gail was feeling a bit woozy after her third vodka. Terry looked at his mother ‘you ok mom?”
“Yes darling just a bit tired.” The two boys looked at each other then Terry asked, “mom do you think we could have a beer?” Without thinking she blurred out “sure honey please make me another vodka on the rocks.” They all sat in the den talking about school and what the boys were doing. Terry got up three times he got beer for him and Carl and Gail had another vodka.
Gail looked at her watch, it was 7:45 she was very mellow from the vodka and super horny from hearing their conversation. She realized her blouse was still open to the third button which left the top of her ample bosom exposed. She knew the boys were now openly staring at her tits. Well it’s about time I have some fun with them she thought.
“Terry today at the market as I walked past two stock clerks I heard one say to the other I’d really like to bust a nut or two or three in her. What were they talking about?” Terry and Carl sat their staring at her with their mouths open. “Terry, Carl do you know what they were talking about?” Finally Carl responded “Mrs. A they were being rude don’t pay any attention.” She smiled at Carl, “Carl when were here in the house alone will you please call me Gail?” Carl looked at Terry “sure thing Gail.”
“Now guys what exactly is busting a nut? Is it something good or fun?” Both boys exchanged glances finally Terry spoke. “Yes mom it’s a good thing it’s a lot of fun for sure.” Now Gail gave him a look “but what exactly is it?” Now Terry shot Carl a look, they nodded to each other, “Mom when two people are have sex and the girl tells the guy to bust his nut she’s telling him to cum in her mouth, ass or pussy.”
“Oh wow, so that’s a good thing after all.” Both boys sat their smiling at her.
“OK but three nuts isn’t that a lot of cum?” Now Carl joined in, “heck no Gail I can usually bust five or six good size loads a day. If I haven’t jerked off in a couple of days I can cum seven or eight times, the first couple of loads are very full sized.” Terry jumped in “yeah man, remember Caroline’s pussy after she got our first two nuts in her.” Both boys high fived each other and looked at Gail.
Gail sat in silence for a couple of moments her pussy was wet and she was super horny, so she pressed on. “Who is Caroline a girl at school?” They exchanged glance, “not exactly mom she is the lady around the corner that Carl does her lawn.”
“Terry she’s my age.”
“That’s right mom, both Carl and I love older women they are so much better then the girls at school. They know exactly what they want and are happy to tell you.” Now Gail was sexually supercharged, they liked older women, “I have a few questions for you two.” Both boys exchanged glances, Carl spoke “oh Gail what?” She took a deep breath, “first have you jerked off today? Second when was the last time you did jerk off? Third, how many nuts did you bust in Caroline and where did you put them, and lastly am I as sexy as she is?”
Carl smiled, “ok first neither of us has jerked off today. I haven’t cum in four days. Between both of us she received 12 nuts she got four in her pussy four in her ass and she swallowed four loads down her throat, and lastly you are was hotter then her. You are a super hot MILF.” Gail rose up on shaky legs, “gentleman I’m going upstairs, please shut off the TV, lights and lock the doors.”
Once in her bedroom she sat on the bed thinking, this could be a once in a lifetime opportunity to get sex on a regular basis with no strings. It is my son and his friend but young men have staying power if their telling the truth they probably cum in quarts. She stripped off her blouse and jeans, the sexy bra and panties looked great on her. There was a sizable wet spot in her panties but so what. She made up her mind. She listened at her door as she heard them come up and go into his bedroom. Once the door closed she put on six inch yellow heels and headed for the bedroom door. She knocked twice and then just walked in. “Hi guys what do you think of the outfit?” Both boys took several pictures before she could say anything; she shrugged and gave them a couple of sexy poses. “Gail how big are your tits?” asked Carl “Well baby their 40 triple d do you like the way they look?”
“I’d like them a whole lot better if they were bouncing freely.”
“Really well then let’s get the girls out for you. It appears both of you have nice big cocks too.” Terry spoke up “mom my cock is 8” and Carl is almost 9”. Gail hesitated for a moment, “Terry, Carl I don’t want my pictures all over the internet first. Secondly this has to stay between the three of us or there could be big trouble. If that’s good with you I’m in for some serious nut busting.”
The boys smiles and patted the bed for Gail to come sit between the. No sooner had she sat down then the boys very skillfully unclipped her bra. Gail grabbed the cups as the bra came loose; she smiled and tossed the bra on the floor. Her nipples were already rock hard, “Mom have you ever had you nipples sucked by two different guys at the same time?”
“No baby but I sure hope I’m about to experience it.” The guys went to work on her nipples, the sensation it caused was exhilarating. The guys stopped “Gail please sit up,” She did as Carl asked. She felt their hands on the elastic waist band of her panties as they slowly pulled them over her hips until they were finally removed. “Gail give us a big spread please, wow you have a great bush.”
For a moment she felt embarrassment but she spread wide “I’m glad you like it Carl.” Carl got between her legs she felt his tongue on her throbbing clit. Terry went back to work sucking her nipples. The sexual stimulation Carl was giving her clit was causing her to shudder with small orgasms every few minutes. She was pressing her mound into his face as if she was humping his tongue. Finally she spoke out loud, “Carl for heavens sake will you please fuck me now!” Carl moved his cock to the entrance of her pussy he gently rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit. “Carl baby just go slowly it’s been a very long time since I had a nice big cock in her.” Carl gave a slight push the head of his cock was in her pussy, it felt wonderful. As he pushed deeper into her pussy her muscles started to contract around his cock the feeling was exhilarating. Carl was deep in her now, she had never had a cock that deep in her. She felt the head at her cervix, he hesitated for a split second then pushed on, he was ball deep in her she was moaning with pleasure. “Pump me baby, pound my pussy.”
Carl did as he was told, Gail moaned, she pushed her mound up to meet every downward thrust he gave her. His speed was increasing, she was moaning. Carl leaned close to her “Tell me where to bust my nut Gail,” She pulled him tight too her chest, spread he legs a little wide and yelled “Carl baby bust your a nut deep in my pussy please.” A few seconds later she felt a huge orgasm overtake her, she was moaning and crying. Carl stiffened cum erupted from deep in his balls; it flowed out of his cock into her waiting pussy. The sensation of feeling warm cum flowing into her caused her to have another violent orgasm. Her entire body convulsed with ecstasy. She felt his cock pumping cum for at least six spurts before it stopped.
Carl kissed her on the mouth, “you have a great pussy Gail.”
“Well thank you sir I hope you have every intention of using it on a regular basis.” He kissed her again and nodded yes. He rolled off now Terry mounted her, his cock slipped easily into her sloppy wet pussy which had started to leak out pussy juice and cum. His cock wasn’t as long as Carl’s but it was wider, “baby I’m sorry you get sloppy seconds but I’ll do everything I can to make it wonderful.” She pulled Terry to her chest and held him tight. His cock kept up a steady rhythm; she felt the sensation of the small shudders deep in her pussy. She realized she was going to have another violent screaming orgasm, sure enough as he stiffen and a large flow of cum erupted from deep within his balls and out his cock she dug her nails into his back, pushed her heels deep onto his ass her toes curled she screamed with animal pleasure as they orgasmed together. She was crying with delight, she had her face in his neck, she whispered in his ear, “You know you can have my pussy anytime you want it baby.”
Terry rolled off and she sat up to see what they wanted now. “Mom get the lube I’m going to fuck you ass good and deep.”
“The lube is in my bedroom guys I’ll go get it, Terry honey just for the record my ass is virgin so be gentle.” She stood to go to get the lube, “hey Gail put your panties on, this way when you walk you’ll keep most of the cum in you and what does leak out we can see in a picture it’s really hot.” She laughed and with panties on went for the lube.
Upon returning to the room as she entered both guys high fived each other and started taking pictures. She stopped in her tracks “what guys?” They both pointed to her crotch, there was a huge wet cum stain; it was obvious she had been fucked as cum was leaking out of the panties down her legs. She smiled “anyone needs to bust a nut?” Terry took the lube and went to work on her ass hole. Carl smiled at him “hey Terr, think she’s a dp girl?” For a moment Terry looked dazed then he smiled “do you remember the first time we dp Caroline?”
“Do I ever now she wants it on a regular basis.”
“Let’s treat her to it.” Terry nodded his agreement. Gail stood in the room a bit confused. Carl lay on the bed and smiled “Gail would you swallow my cock with that wonderful pussy please.” She pulled her panties down and mounted him she started a slow movement up and down, Carl pulled her close to him, “Gail get those titties on my chest they feel wonderful.” Now she was working his cock deep in her pussy, suddenly she felt Terry’s cock push into her ass hole. There was a slight pressure and in it went. Gail’s eyes shot wide open, she groaned “just stay as you both are for a minute I need to get accustomed to this.” After a few seconds she started to rock her body back and forth slowly, the boys pushed more cock into both holes. Before long they were both balls deep and she was moaning. Gail couldn’t believe the sexual sensations she was feeling, she knew in a short time her body would explode in a wild orgasm. She could feel their cocks pushing deep in her, their cocks separate only by a thin membrane. Their pace has increased; she was thrashing like a wild animal. She knew it wouldn’t be long before she came. She felt Terry stiffen and push deep into her bowels, from deep in his balls cum once again erupted out of his cock and into her bowels. Terry cumming in her ass made her shudder violently and cum, just then Carl stiffen a huge flow of cum was being pumping into her pussy. She screamed with pleasure and almost lost consciousness.
It took several minutes for all three of them to regain their composure. She looked at the two of them lying there, “I must tell you both something that was the most intense sexual experience I’ve ever had in my entire life. Would it be ok if we did it again in a few minutes?” Another high five, they changed positions “wow you guys are ready to do me again great,” and again she was dp’d. After her second screaming dp caused orgasm they lay there for a while covered with sweat and cum. Gail looked at them “guys I’m going to get a warm washrag to clean both of your wonderful cocks.” Carl looked at her “panties Gail, always wear the panties.” She giggled with panties on headed for the bathroom.
She returned with the warm cloths, as she entered both guys stared taking pictures, “turn around Gail lets see you unvirgin ass. She giggled and gave them several great shot. As she lay down next to them Carl took the camera “Gail would you like to see some hot pictures?”
“I sure do sir.” After reviewing at least a dozen photos of her wet stained panties she had to admit the pictures were hot. She realized she looked hot with cum leaking down her legs from ass and pussy. In the pose she had struck you could see her 40 triple ds swinging about which just added to the moment.
As she started to cleaned there cocks she was amazed they were both getting hard again. “Wow you guys are hard already.” Carl smiled at her “Gail it’s time to see how good a cock sucker you are.” She gave them a sexy smile then she went to work sucking the hard cock. It took several minutes of her slowly sucking Carl’s cock before she was rewarded with a large mouthful of warm cum, it took two swallows to get it all down but she got every drop. After sucking Terry and swallowing another large load of cum the three lay in bed relaxing. She asked if the guys had intentions of fucking her tomorrow, since they were half asleep she cuddled up to Terry and fell asleep.
The alarm went off at 6:15 and both boys jumped up and headed for the shower. She looked around, she realized she was covered with cum, not only her bottom half but down to her knees. Her tits, chin, cheeks and hair all had cum on them too. She put on a robe and headed for the kitchen. She didn’t clean the cum off her so they could see the results of last night. Breakfast was on the table as they entered, “Gail I like the look, it appears you had a good time last night.”
“I had a great time last night I wanted you to go to school with the though of me covered in your cum.” They both ate then headed for the bus stop, see you later mom she heard as they left.
Gail took a hot bath and lounged around the house most of the day. At 2:30 she put on green tight boy shorts a green bra and green heels. A pair of short shorts and a pullover t-shirt she went to the kitchen. At 3 Terry walked in alone. “Where’s Carl honey?”
“His parents came to the school today they took him home; he told me he’d call me later.” They both looked at each other, finally Gail spoke. “Terry honey the other night was wonderful; I don’t think I’ve ever had better sex. If you want I’m your pussy or nut busting girl or whatever you want to call me. I just don’t want the sex to stop.” Terry smiled “that’s great mom from now on you’re Terries cum slut, are you ok with that?”
“Honey I’m ok with it, as a matter of fact I’m happy to be your cum slut.”
“That’s great my friend Al saw the pictures of you in your panties after the second dp, he almost popped a nut there in the hallway.”
“Really I thought the pictures were for you and Carl?”
“No way were not going to put them on line but if a couple of my friends need to pop a nut you and Caroline are the girls. We called Caroline earlier and she agreed to a party at her house Saturday night. You can call her later get acquainted and discuss what outfits you’ll be wearing. I’m having my friend Al make you a few pair of panties which will say Terry cum’s in here.” Gail sat at the table she wasn’t happy about the new turn of events but she didn’t want to give up the sex so she agreed.
“Mom how about one of your great blow job before I do my homework?”
“It will be my pleasure sir but will you and Carl be dping me later?” Terry laughed as he pulled out his cock, “yes mom you’ll be dp’d every day, probably at least two or three times now how about that blow job.”

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My Niece Mary Jane , Part 5 Sunday night on the deck

It was suggested that I get the Bar-B-Q going so that we could have something quick, but simple, my wife informed me that she was going to care for Mary Jane’s little red bum and that I should open up a bottle of wine. Perhaps a half hour, maybe forty five minutes later, I can only guess, as I was on my third glass of wine, and was flipping burgers. Both girls arrived back on the outside patio deck covered only by the thin gown they had worn much earlier that morning. While we tackled our food, we partook in small talk, the topics ranging from everything to everything, but avoiding any mention of sex or the games we had been playing. It was reminiscent of the meals we had had together at any time in the past, when Mary Jane was visiting with her Aunt and Uncle.
The girls picked up afterwards, leaving me sitting alone on the deck, enjoying the sunset of what had been a very pleasant Sunday. I must have dozed off, for the next thing I knew , I was hearing Mary Jane calling my name “ Uncle Bobby, Uncle Bobby Auntie wants to know if you would like to have a glass of Port and one of your cigars to finish the day off” . Rubbing the sleep from my eyes I was greeted with the view of my lovely niece standing in front of me her gown untied, hanging almost completely open on her young naked body. I drew a deep breath, inhaling the sweet aroma of a freshly washed body as I tried to fathom if I was dreaming or not. Then my wonderful niece leaned forward and touched me gently, her two breasts slipping from the covering of the gown, almost dropping out into my lap, I knew then I was not dreaming.
Mary Jane repeated “ Uncle Bobby , Auntie wants to know if you would like a glass of Port and one of your cigars served to you out here on the deck ” as she closed in on me and placed a kiss on my forehead, enveloping my face with her freshly washed, golden locks of hair. Coming to my senses I responded in the affirmative, indicating that I thought that would be a wonderful way to finish the day off, my mind thinking however, if I could only get it up I could pull her naked body down and split her in two as I screwed her royally. I did however raise my hand to grab hold of her hanging tits, but before I made contact, Mary Jane moved. She placed her hands under my chin and brought our mouths together, she mashed her soft lips against mine and slipped her tongue into my mouth. The sensation was just ecstatic, for a moment she flicked the tip of her tongue against mine, then she broke off, straightened her body and told me she would be back.
My heart was pounding, my cock was throbbing, and I was left gasping for breath, watching her walk away and disappear into the house. It was perhaps fifteen minutes later, enough time to have allowed me to calm down and have my body functions resume their natural order, when both girls came back out on to the deck. They were still wearing the little gowns; neither of them had bothered to tie it closed, so there was a large quantity of flesh exposed as they strolled around. My wife was carrying the bottle of Port, with three glasses, Mary Jane appeared to be holding the large table lighter, so I assumed she had the cigar. I watched as they walked, well it looked like they were strutting on a cat walk, pretending to be models, I guess, any way they worked their bodies to the best of their abilities, keeping my attention fixed on their movements.
My wife placed the glasses on the table and poured a good serving of my favourite port into the three of them. She took the cigar from Mary Jane and proceeded to clip the end with the utmost of exoticism as she could possibly muster. I cringed , thinking just how dangerous she might be if she got the cigar cutter close to my manhood. Suddenly a humorous thought came to mind; after all I was circumcised, as I visualized a bunch of women doctors undertaking the task of clipping a newborn male, using this particular device. My wife must have assumed I was smiling as a result of her actions rather than my thoughts for she immediately added a bit more flair in her actions. Once the cigar had been trimmed, she wet it between her lips, then reached out and passed it over Mary Jane’s lips. My wife then put it to her mouth as Mary Jane, brought the lighter up and struck it open. I watched as my wife delicately pulled on the cigar, bringing it to life with a hot red ember at the opposite end. She lifted her head and allowed the inhaled smoke to flow out of her mouth in almost perfectly formed circles.
Once my wife was satisfied the cigar was drawing properly, she again reached over to Mary Jane, she slipped the gown from Mary Jane’s shoulders, allowing it to fall to the deck, baring her completely. She placed a glass of Port Mary Jane’s hand, and then let her own gown slip from her shoulders to the deck. Both naked nymphs then moved over to me, Mary Jane handing me the glass of Port, my wife bending to place a kiss on my lips, at the same time exhaling her drawn smoke into my mouth. Once she withdrew I was handed the burning cigar and kissed on the head. My naked girls then retrieved a glass filled with dark red port and retreated to the small deck swing and settled themselves, comfortably, Mary Jane stretched side ways, and her head coming to rest on my wife chest.
The three of us sat there not saying a word, but enjoying the evening sunset in the best of ways. While I sipped on my Port , drawing sweet tobacco fumes from my cigar, I watched these two naked girls , my wife constantly, lovingly I guess you would say stroking her niece. She had begun delicately her fingers slipping through those beautiful long golden stands of hair, and then had moved to caress Mary Jane’s shoulders, allowing her long feminine fingers to roam over the top of her chest. In the silence of the evening I was sure that I could tell the difference in Mary Jane’s breathing pattern, as my wife allowed her roaming fingers to descend down over the two lovely firm breasts. There was no doubting the emission of a sharp gasp on Mary Jane’s part, when my wife fingers glided over her taught nipples.
It is with regret that I am having difficulty trying to put this erotic scene into hard copy, written words. I was treated to the most erotic interaction that I had ever witnessed. This beautiful young lady like creature stretched out before me, lying prone on the naked body of a more mature naked female. The more mature hands gliding over the upper potion of her body, down over the soft coating of fuzzy blond hairs on her arms, slipping around and under the globe of her soft mounds, running up and over her now protruding nipples. The hands roamed over her chest up and around her neck, back down on to her shoulders and thence along her arms. My wife bent her head placing gently kisses all over her face, coming to rest on her soft lips, where they lingered in a strong embrace.
The young body responding, jerking, arching upwards to meet the caressing hands, the neck stretched as her face sought the multitude of kisses. The one leg set on the deck pushing down, forcing the couple in the swing to rock gently back and forth. I watched trying hard to imagine that I was one of those mature female hands, my long slim fingers, touching all this hot flesh, squeezing, pinching, manipulating, in an attempt to draw as much passion from the young body as possible. I drew slowly on my cigar, inhaling the aroma of the tobacco, savoring it a few minutes, and then exhaling as I continued to watch my wife play with her girl toy.
My cock was now straining at my pants, tenting them upwards, as it increased in size. I watched as the hands moved lower down on to Mary Jane’s body, rotating over her stomach, hesitating at where I guessed was her cute little belly button. Then the hands moved back up and over her tits, creating the same pattern as before. These actions were repeated several times, finally causing Mary Jane to lift her right leg high and drape her foot over the back of the swing seat opening her nether regions to conquest. The movement was not lost on my wife, as she followed , moving her right arm down over Mary Jane’s stomach, and continued pushing down between those lovely muscular thighs.
My wife however did not tardy there, she retreated from that wonderful place, moving back up, continuing to follow the pattern she had set at the beginning. I was sure I heard Mary Jane utter words of despair, but I was not close enough to be sure. She did however raise her head seeking contact with my wife’s mouth. Once the contact was made, I noticed that she moved her left leg as far as she could, spreading herself as wide as the sitting arrangement would permit, most likely in anticipation of my wife’s next forage.
I had not quite finished my glass of port nor had I noticed that the girl’s glasses lay at their feet empty on the deck, but indeed it seemed that they had downed theirs much quicker than I. This perhaps had given them a buzz that was allowing them to perform such a sensuous scene in front of me. The deck lights had come on illuminating their activity in such a way that either of the next door neighbours would have a striking view if they decided to take the time to look over our way.
Mary Jane still not having managed to have my wife to comply with her desire adjusted her body just ever so, allowing her to turn her head to bring one of my wife’s tits to her mouth so that she could suckle it. It was easy to tell that Mary Jane had scored a point, for my wife let out a yelp and flexed her own body. She then conceded and slipped her hand down from Mary Jane’s breast, over her stomach, leaving it to find a position between her legs. I assumed that my wife began stroking Mary Jane’ bare sex, as I could see her jerking her bottom in nice slow movements. My wife appeared to reach further in to the folds of Mary Jane’s thighs, seemingly reaching to touch Mary Jane’s sensitive back hole which caused her body to stiffen immediately.
The gentle stroking, or what I believed was gentle stroking continued for some time, my wife alternating the distance that she moved her hand, suggesting that she was caressing both of Mary Jane’s holes with equal tenderness. In the mean time my wife’s left hand continued to play with Mary Jane’s tits, covering both of them in the absence of her right hand. Mary Jane appeared to be searching for milk, judging the manner in which she was concentrating on my wife breast. How long they provided me with such a delicious display, I do not know, but usually I can enjoy one of my cigars for up to an hour, before I get down to that last quarter inch. I had not quite arrived at that point when suddenly Mary Jane moved both of her legs, bending them back right up to her chest, squeezing her breasts close to her body. My wife’s arm was seized between Mary Jane’s thighs, held in position while she bucked wildly, letting go of my wife’s tits and screaming all kinds of words without a care as to how loud her vocalization actually was.
It was at this point that I spurted into my pants, sending my cum seeping into the material to create a very large tell tale wet spot. I had just taken the last puff on my cigar, the timing could not have been better if it had been planned, after all , all good things do come to an end. I just let my body go and sunk comfortably into the deck chair, while I watched Mary Jane climax, it was an amazing final?o the day’s events. Finally she lowered her legs back down in a more normal position, allowing my wife to get her arm back. Once this happened my wife eased Mary Jane from her body and laid her out on the swing alone to recuperate. She wandered over to me and offering me the fingers of the hand that had been used to bring Mary Jane off. Inhaling the sweet scent of the young nymph, I took my wife fingers and licked them clean.
My wife then told me that was all I was going to get tonight, it was high time I turned in anyway as I had to go to work. Then to my anguish she informed me that since Mary Jane had no classes the next day, she would be staying over and they would be sleeping together so I should not expect company in bed. I started to object, to complain, to whine and whimper , telling my wife I could call in sick , telling her I wanted to have a part in their games, but she was adamant, I was to go to bed alone.
As I was still a bit agitated I spent a bit more time in the shower, making certain that all my body parts were squeaky clean in case the girls changed their minds. It took a long time to fall asleep, my mind kept wondering what if any activity was taking place out on the deck, or in the guestroom where no doubt the girls were going to sleep, if they were going to sleep. I cannot now recall the dreams I may have had that night, but if they were any thing like the scenes that had occurred over the weekend , I would say I dreamt fairly well. I do not recall much after hitting the bed but I do remember being rudely awaken.

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